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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”.

“I Had No Idea…”

A good post regarding Macklemore’s jarring appearance in a “Jewish costume”, and why the costume has a long and highly-bigoted history in Abrahamic religion. On point:

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macklemore2 There’s a back story to this post.  I was asked to write it yesterday by Seattle’s alternative paper The Stranger .  Specifically, they asked for some “historical perspective” to singer Macklemore’s perverse twist on wardrobe malfunction onstage last Friday night, when he decided it’d be cool to perform in what’s sold in variety stores as a “ Sheik/Fagin mask ,” huge hook nose and all.

When the shit hit the fan, the Seattle-born Macklemore said his get-up was merely a “witch mask” and there was nothing anti-Semitic about it.  This morning, Tuesday, he finally issued an apology: “I had no idea,” he said.  And later this morning, despite huge numbers of comments on its coverage, The Stranger decided that “this story is over.”

I disagree, so am posting what I wrote right here:

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For years I thought of myself as a wandering Jew. I moved not just between cities…

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Just for the record, I think that one way to bolster support for our vets is by making Veterans ID cards which can make it easier for them to access vet-tailored services, both public and private. In light of how the DVA has faltered, it should fall on all levels of government to work smarter for support of military vets.

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Last night at the meeting resulted in a very interesting set of developments. The air in the building was tepid due to the heat, and I had a headache for much of the meeting.

After the body completed other business, I was allowed by the chair to present my proposal next to a projection of the proposal, and I explained as much about the document and what it will do for this organization as I could imagine explaining.

The questions came, and they built in momentum. Most were questions that I could answer immediately, a few were questions that I somewhat staggered in answering. One person’s questions were so pointed that they could have sunk the whole thing if other members of this organization hadn’t intervened and explained what I was trying to get at.

Two sticking points: the price and the terms of the payment. Wanda, I stuck with my price, just like you said, and I explained what it would cover. I was reassured by many of the members that this constitutes a normal meeting, and that I did an excellent job in my presentation. However, I stayed outside for the rest of the meeting when they debated the only other rivaling proposal (the proposal’s author didn’t appear at the meeting, but I understand that it is far less in price than mine).

In the end, no vote was taken (a few of the members left, denying the meeting a quorum needed for a vote), and the question was delegated to a subcommittee to handle the matter, and to hold out for more candidate proposals, until the next meeting on 16 June.

One thing they could agree on: this organization needs a website as soon as possible. I made plenty of acquaintances last night, but I got a substantial, emotional taste in democracy that I won’t be able to shake off for a week. Still, I will see this proposal to the end. I already know what it will look like, what it will have, and what it will do.

This organization deserves a good website, and I feel that I’m the best at bringing it to fruition. Aaliyah’s “Try Again” comes to mind: “This ain’t a yes, this ain’t a no/Just do your thing, we’ll see how we go….” #braveface