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About Harry Underwood

Website designer, blogger. Columbus, GA. #LGBT #p2 #wordpress

Merged another blog into this one

I realize that maintaining a separate personal blog apart from BigMinds Media would be a bit redundant. Granted, I know that importing a personal blog into this one will result in a greater variety of topics to cover, and that it may be distracting to readers, but I think I’m OK with that.

BigMinds will become a personal blog + portfolio, more frequently updated with the widest-possible variety of topics imaginable: Secularity, tech, LGBT, politics, feminism, science, films and books, family, health, events, and so on.

Pretty much, this will become an experiment in maintaining an online presence outside of (not separate from) Facebook, Twitter and G+. A space that I can call my own and can import to my own site in the future.

I use to blog at LiveJournal in the 2000s, and that blog documents a lot of my life during that time, even though I’m reluctant to import those posts to this blog due to some of the embarrassing stuff I posted at that time. Maybe a few will be imported in the future, but not at the moment.

But for now, BigMinds will serve a greater duty for me and for my portfolio as well.

On the #IndieWeb

I have recently discovered the #IndieWeb.

The #IndieWeb is a decentralized means of bloggers replying to other bloggers without having to be logged into a corporately-owned, centralized social network (or “silo”, like Facebook or Twitter). It doesn’t make use of single log-ins, it doesn’t make use of having to put your “real name” on your profile.

It departs a bit from other existing initiatives of decentralized social networking services, such as Diaspora and Friendica, which try to retain a Facebook/Twitter-like user experience without the lock-in (by allowing you to install the software to host a social network site on your own server and allowing users to connect as friends and talking to each other across servers).

Instead, IndieWeb is even more decentralized than that. Technically, it relies even less on a common user interface, and it doesn’t necessarily provide for a means of “friending” or “following” another blogger on another server. Instead, the focus is on receiving notifications of replies or likes/faves from other blogs, especially those which are self-hosted.

The more that I read about it, the more I find the idea of the IndieWeb to be fascinating. It can keep much of the sort of connectivity that is sought by bloggers (say, on WordPress.com or on self-hosted WordPress sites) through social media site users without the sort of reliance upon logged-in comments or shares through first-parties such as Facebook or third parties such as Disqus and Livefyre.

But it’s pretty next level. I don’t think I can use it on WordPress.com, but if I ever move the posts from here onto a self-hosted WordPress site, I would install it just to see how many IndieWeb users would be interested.

I also wish I could import my public Facebook and Twitter posts over to a public personal blog, at least to have a backup of much of that data.

Questions from Inexperience

Can the emphasis of IndieWeb on “personal blogs” conflict with those blogs which expand into full-on “news sites” or “community blogs” (i.e., Huffington Post, TPM, Gawker, etc.)?

The latter type of blog often features the registration of users who submit post comments or lower-tier post content, while the bloggers remain separately credentialed in their ability to post first-tier content. Most news blogs may have a large community of users who are registered simply for the purpose of keeping their own comment histories lined up, or faving each others comments.

I wonder if the traffic and authorship growth of a blog from “personal” to “community” affect the functionality of an IndieWeb-capable blog.

It was either yesterday or today last year when Connie sat us all down and told us that the doctors found an anomaly in the lining of her spinal cord and brain, and that she would have to go to surgery the next day. I don’t think we celebrated the holiday, or her birthday, that year. I remember the last time she grilled in the backyard, but it was probably a sweltering Memorial Day. I drove Brandon and RJ to go see the fireworks that night. We were late. We didn’t know it at the time, but it was the beginning of the end.

Got a Client!

I sold my work, made it personal, and listened to members. I demonstrated the website in action on my Macbook, answered all the questions, and I named a *reasonable price* upfront. By the time I finished, shook their hands and left the meeting, I knew that I had a captive audience.

As of 9:03, I can confirm that a small local progressive congregation’s board has approved my proposal to do their website, with a contract to be signed the middle of next month. I am so glad for this moment, and I thank those who lent their support to my proposal before the board meeting, as well as all those who urged me not to sell myself short.

Despite every past impulse compelling me to lower my price, this proposal was at my true, intended price. I will never doubt my skills or my talents, nor will I ever stop asking questions, nor will I ever stop believing that there is always a better way to communicate your ideals. And I now know a better minimum of what my work is worth. #wordpress

Civic Hacking

The National Day of Civic Hacking – Columbus Ga Hackathon was very engaging.

I haven’t been around that many fellow techies since the last time I went to Linux group meets in Warner Robins (which is how I met Jeff Hatfield, Reginal Cross and others). Reminds me that I still need to learn Python. And I met many folks at the Hackathon, including Gil Strickland, Frank Braski, Wayne Summers, Patrick Smith, Brian Bolton, Geoffrey Gwdub Shoultz, Lucas Shaffer, Bryce Jackson, Fred Johnson, Savannah Sosa and Walker Randolph Smith.

Congrats to Patrick, Brian and Geoffrey for winning the competition, and I was really impressed by their app! It would definitely help with political literacy in Columbus.

I, however, came into the competition just out of curiosity, but I came out with a presentation which called for an overhaul of the city’s web infrastructure to an FOSS platform in order to facilitate transparency for residents. I was surprised that my presentation was so well-received. And after that, I went with Lucas and the winners of the competition to The Cannon Brew Pub.

Thank you, Lucas, for covering us. Anyway, an eventful two days to mark the beginning of summer 2014.

Memories of Connie in June

A year ago today, I was only less than a month into having moved to Indianhead Village on Fort Benning from Warner Robins.

I was watching anime, staying up all night, still very new to the area, getting settled into post-college life under someone else’s roof. Connie was highly regulated in when she had to be in bed, when to take cancer meds, etc. But at around this time, she would be in bed in the back room watching Lifetime, Oxygen, USA, HLN, BET or Hallmark Channel.

I noticed that she stayed awake for hours into the night with her eyes open, watching the TV; it was more occasional for me to find the TV watching her as she had dozed off. Mom was sleep in the front room, with the religious channels uttering the growls and wheezes of the fire-and-brimstone preachers. Brandon would be watching Naruto on my Roku box, RJ would be watching Disney channel (or the TV would be left running).

I would be in the extra room either reading, watching anime, or both. Even then, even while Connie battled the cancer, I paid as little mind to the cancer during these hours as possible.

Tomorrow, Connie could be driven to work at the post hospital, Mom could make another cake to sell to friends of Connie’s, RJ could go to summer school at SAS (and have another argument with Brandon when he got home), Brandon could sleep in, I could acquiesce to RJ nagging me to take him to the pool down the street.

But like right now, I would be watching the ceiling in the dark, perhaps wondering what will happen to us.

If only I had known of what Connie would tell us next month, on her birthday. If only I had known that this month would be the last month of any semblance of sanity. Would I have attempted, if I had known of it, to end my own life, just to not see what my sister would lose, what (and who, and how) my nephews, Mom, Wanda, Chris, Dad and my nieces would lose?

Had an interesting night at MPower Project.

During the meeting, I was disappointed by a phone call from an organization for whom I’ve long operated their website. This phone call was the culmination of 2 years of free, volunteer website work, and I was sorely disappointed by the decision against my proposed compensation.

I am now weighing my options, but as I’ve told the representative for the client organization, I’ve removed the website from search engine viewing until further notice. I also intend to abstain from maintaining their social media outlets on Twitter and Facebook.

One thing that has come out of tonight: Except for current interested parties, I will be very reluctant to do website or social work for non-profit orgs in the future. I am very numb and ill to the idea right now. No more freebies.

The hatred for “political correctness” is as inane and useless as the concept itself.

No matter whether the complaints about “political correctness” come from RuPaul, Phyllis Schlafley, or other culture warriors who want to “preserve” what they were raised with, one thing I can be sure of is that anyone who cries persecution by “political correctness” is almost always the less-culturally-imaginative, more-arrogant party.

So #RuPaul, the more you cry “PC”, the less I think of you as a competent individual who can think of a detour away from pissing on some viewers, just because a word you use is part of “how you were raised”.

Why I’m glad that we don’t have an official language

One thing that I’m glad about, as an American citizen, is that we don’t have an “official” language.

This country, from long before the end of British rule in 1781, has attracted one of the most extreme varieties of peoples from all over the world. Despite the rise of xenophobic and/or racist movements from the descendants of immigrants, despite the fears and electoral stump speeches about the Irish, the Jewish, the Asian, the Central- and South American and the Middle Eastern menaces who “threatened” to “change our culture”, each one of these groups manifested enough interest in integrating into our society, and many of their descendants came to demand more for their lives than what was offered to their forebears.

We integrated, and continue to integrate, those who integrate into our society, and those who may leave this country for other shores are not left without the influence of the American experience.

So what helped us integrate so many people?

  • First, our separation of religion and state, and non-establishment of a state religion.
  • Second, our non-establishment of a state language.

If the signatories to the 1787 Constitution had privileged English as the official language of the United States, I think that our experience with immigrants would have been made worse than what the current historical record shows. It would establish English-speakers as a more politically-privileged class of people over those who don’t speak English, only certifying and empowering the prevalent bigoted attitudes against fellow human beings simply by way of linguistic history, and no doubt antagonizing those who lived in territories formerly colonized by Spain or France, or those who were indigenous to the land and spoke languages prior to interaction with European settlers (i.e. the former Kingdom of Hawai’i).

I also look at the experience of Canada, which has integrated almost as wide of a variety of human beings from all inhabited continents from the moment of European colonization as our country. In Canada, English and French are established as the state languages, and politicians and civil servants are expected to learn both languages in order to hold their jobs. Despite the integration of French as a first-class language in Canadian federal politics, Quebec separatism still runs strong as a political force among those who feel that the minority-status French language is not treated with equal dignity in the Canadian public. This sentiment jeopardizes the relationship of minorities who are not English- or French-speaking nor entirely aligned with either linguistic structure, including Canadian people of color, with Canadian identity.

This is why I would rather that no language would be declared “official” in this country. Once we begin to pick a state language, or a state religion, or a state socio-economic ideology, we begin to ostracize those who don’t fit so neatly within the categories set by such state favoritisms. We begin to favor the stronger over the weaker, some over others, when we would gain more from negotiating with such parties at some point in their integration.

And I say all this from my own favoritism to English. It is more adaptable and assimilative of any “foreign” word than most other languages known to the human species, very much like a creole or a pidgin language. That makes it a highly-useful language in trade, education and diplomacy.

I would rather that English, as a language, defend itself on its own merits in the marketplace of languages. The state, in my opinion, does a greater service in integrating our society beyond our languages, our religions or the ways in which we think.

E pluribus unum.

No immigrant, no matter whether they’re from Mexico or Lebanon or China, threatens this creed. We only threaten it when we loose sight of this creed and all that it entails.

An “official” language, like a state-favored religion, threatens this creed. Let’s maintain this “separation of language and state”, a key tool in the stirring of this “melting pot”.