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July 27, 2014

What the B said

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: 24 hour, 24 hour turnaround, turnaround — wimminz @ 12:27 pm

Ode to the Dave Clark 5

OK, so, commenter B on the last post.

His last comment / reply raises an issue I can’t let go, both because it is at the crux of the argument, and because the point he is missing is at the core of what I was saying about X (not *my* X, but X in general) and yet he appears completely blind to it, so maybe I didn’t explain it clearly last time.

I’ve put his last comment, unedited, in green text.

An actual cat engraving vs. a theoretical flux capacitator. No contest. “Yeah, I could totally bang models, while your girl has all kinds of flaxs.” Well, she’s real and the models exist in your imagination.

So you adhere to the any output beats no output model do you?

Dozens of people avidly updating twitter / fuckbook beats the guy considering writing a novel or blog but who hasn’t got around to it?

I’m not saying it doesn’t, on some levels, but those levels are the ones concerned only with page impressions and footfall and user’s eyeballs

Three customers lined up is great. Until money changes hands, it’s the theoretical flux capacitator from above. How long did it take to get those customers lined up? How many more are out there available to you? Until money changes hands, it’s the flux capacitator. You need some cheap way to test. Like maybe using someone else’s kit, renting by the hour.

You’re preaching to the choir re the money changing hands and it ain’t real until it does, and I explicitly talk about that in the post too.

How long did it take, I dunno, no time at all, because it came up in conversation, and they all started reaching for their wallets…

How many more like them are there out there? I don’t know, but there only has to be “enough” to make a living.

You seem obsessed with me needing some cheap way to test, like renting someone else’s kit, and studiously ignoring what I am saying, that doing that will teach you things, but not the things you neeed to know, because the two things are not similar enough…. NONE of the three potential customers of mine would even consider giving me a penny under those circumstances.

If your 3 customers are willing to wait for you to make up your mind about buying X, they’re willing to wait a week for China (probably.) They’re meeting their needs SOMEHOW right now.

No, you seem to have a blind spot about this, the two things are *not* comparable merely because they both involve a delay, you are doing *exactly* what I talk about, seeing the big picture, and *completely* missing all the fine details, all of which make it a total fuck up from the big picture perspective.

24 hour turnaround from a shop running $250K kit? No fucking problem. How about multimillion $ kit? Just so’s you don’t think I’m bullshitting you, the place I used to work in would do that, and they were running a cutter that cost a couple of mil, plus benders, plus the welders and sanders and a third party painter across the street. For another example, I can think of at least 3 places within an hour’s drive of me running EOSINT M280 laser sintering machines in cobalt chromium/wax 3D printers and furnaces for casting, whose whole model is 24 hour global turnaround. Orders come in in the morning, by evening they are on the plane going to Japan/wherever. Maybe Israel is more advanced than the UK in that sense, but I doubt it.

You make the same assumption as above again.

I hope you add enough value to justify the proposition, and the best way to test is to rent kit for a bit.

And you trot out the same core theorem that you won’t let go of, that I must test small scale, despite the fact I have been explaining such tests cannot test the things you need to know, because it is not the same, so let me explain some more.

For starters, you don’t know what “24 hour turnaround” means, maybe you are just young, and you are using the new marketing shit speak, but 24 hour turn around most certainly does NOT mean whose whole model is 24 hour global turnaround. Orders come in in the morning, by evening they are on the plane going to Japan/wherever because what YOU are talking about is from the SELLERS p.o.v…

When I, and older guys, talk about 24 hour turn around, and incidentally it is what I do in my non-day job as it were, is that 24 hours after the CUSTOMER pulls the trigger on the job it is all completed, signed, sealed, delivered, installed, up and running, service resumed, and indeed if necessary shipped to THEIR customer.

For my X, this is one of the reasons they want to throw money at me, at present all they can get is *your* version of 24 hour turnaround, which is useless, so they simply do without, by the time your version of 24 hour turnaround is done and the job eventually arrives the proverbial boat has been missed.

It’s not about being willing to wait a week for china either, because that’s cheaper, quite apart from the unacceptable delays, there are two other vital factors, again, *far* more common than people like you assume. 3625646090813857763

One of these is proprietary information, copy paste, there is your proprietary information, gone and copied and no longer your own, and for many people, their proprietary information and designs and so on *are* their business, they cannot even conceive of letting that data out of their sight and control, a total non starter, and nobody, not even the locals with 250k shift production facilities, are prepared to have the customer hand over a USB stick, plug it in machine, do production run, remove USB stick and hand back to customer, wipe machine memory in front of customer.

One of the other issues is materials quality control, not everything in the world is cast 10mm acrylic, not all pieces of wood or leather or cloth or so on are the same, not even close, and I’m talking about taking two random pieces out of a pile of apparently identical pieces in the stores, so it isn’t just selection of materials but also quite often orientation of materials prior to cutting, none of this is on offer either locally or abroad.

*NONE* of these things are amenable to “testing”, there is no way to test them, do them, or do not do them.

The fall back position for these people is they are either doing without entirely, or doing it themselves by hand and it takes forever entirely, there is no middle ground.

Ah but, people like you will say, why don’t they just buy their own fucking X if that is all it takes, but the fact is, they do not want to, they do not want to branch out on new equipment, new skills, new this or that, and for many of them, where would they put it, because it absolutely *cannot* go in their existing premises, either because they simply do not have concrete street level flooring with double wide access, or because it would totally destroy the whole ethos and ambience of the shop, and so on.

Indeed, this is where, in my night job as I call it, most of my work comes from, people with computer problems,and whether it is a business or a personal computer, they all contain private and proprietary data, and to these customers you simply cannot overstate the importance of;

1/ knowing that literally only 1 guy is ever going to even physically touch their machine, let alone go anywhere near their private and proprietary data.

2/ knowing that they can have it done just they way they like it, not the default factory reset, etc, you know there are a *lot* of people out there who will pay me an hourly rate to do things like migrate their data with windows easy transfer, even if they could figure out how to do it themselves

3/ knowing it is a 24 hour turnaround, as in proper 24 hour turnaround, not the shit you were calling 24 hour turnaround

B, please do not think this is me having a personal attack on you, but, you do exemplify, almost perfectly, things I have talked about so often in the past, for example I have talked about the one thing businesses CANNOT track and monitor, no matter how high tech they get, is how many people just walk past the shop, would never go in, and why.

There is a *lot* more of that out there than anyone in mainstream business would have you believe.

There are few more competitive and more cut-throat and less profitable enterprises that anyone can go into than building fucking PC’s, I still sell hand built to order PC’s, why? Because I offer things nobody else can, much less will…. I also make a profit per PC that the likes of dell or crapple can only dream about.

If you’re sat there thinking WTF is he on about, there is nothing that one asshole can do that dell or lenovo or whoever cannot do bigger faster better, then by definition you are missing the point, and my class of customers, *completely*.

They, as a group, do not even exist on your radar, and you, by definition, do not exist on theirs.

Again, not something you can “test”, you either cater to them, or you don’t, it’s binary, there is no almost or nearly good enough or close enough.

By the time these people come to *my* door, they have deliberately walked past every other commercial door out there, and I can sit here and say yeah dude, I have a kick-ass website for that, and though I say so myself, I think I do, and my marketing budget, it’s zero.

Word of mouth.

There are *enough* people out there that do not fit “your” definition of commerce and customers that they meet enough of other similar people that it generates enough work for me.

The gap I discussed between the macro view and the larger picture, it is a fucking chasm, and yes, it is full of people who want 500 bucks worth of work on a 250 buck laptop for 20 bucks labour with a 3 year warranty, but, that chasm is so big, there are lots of other people in there too, people who will discuss a set of components with me, order and pay for them themselves, and ship them to me, and pay me 250 bucks to build that machine, and they get an attention to detail and level of skill that the monkey assemblers at dell etc can only dream of, and again, if you think *anybody* can build a PC that well, you don’t understand what a PC could and should be, when silence and performance and reliability come first, component selection was dictated by air flow through the case, as in the route of the air flow and besides, to them, it’s worth the 250, because they know 100% it turns up in their place, plug in, and it just works, perfectly, nothing to set up or tweak or anything else.

If you have ever owned a *proper* tailor made suit you’ll get where I am coming from.

The modern high street tailor made shit with laser cut cloth and fancy sewing machines, it’s a 2 dollar crack whore compared to the bespoke hot teen virgin made just for you.

Because people don’t understand X

Because people don’t understand you can’t do macro *or* the big picture.

Because people don’t understand what “service” means.

I don’t think for a moment your views are what they are because you are in Israel, and I won’t make any cheap jokes about your view being different if you were in Palestine, because you would probably have the same views in Italy, or the US, or China.

But, I have spoken before about how those views you have were once utterly alien in all those places, what the USA did 70 bloody years ago, long before computers or cnc or mig or anything else, building liberty ships in 2 to 3 weeks from laying the first piece to launching, *that* was fucking service.

Your “24 hour production turnaround” in an environment where being brutally honest you just make sure the tool changers are full of sharp tools, and the materials bins are full of material, and the swarf bins are emptied, and a job comes in and basically effectively just gets added to the fucking queue for the office laser printer…… really, you think there is *anything* even fucking *remotely* impressive about that, that reeks of “service” or “customer care” in anything even approaching what those words used to mean as standard?

Yeah, in a world where “WE always answer the phone within 3 rings”, means it gets answered by a fucking machine, please select 1 for assholes, 2 for cunts, and 999 lines to deal with sales and orders, and not one single option to deal with problems or complaints….

But, please don’t get side tracked thinking this is about me, or *my* X, or B, it’s the broader picture, and where all those things fit in, or don’t.

Whether I personally do or do not end up buying *my* X, it doesn’t change *anything* out there, and that is what we all should be aware of, and dealing with, the reality out there.

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July 26, 2014

The angle of dangle

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: day job — wimminz @ 2:26 pm

A moment of hilarity before normal service resumes.

Ok, so, was talking to a mate today, and he said something, he said that traditionally in his life he always did well in recessionary time, and did badly (for work) in good times, and since he was getting no work, he assumed these were good times.

I disagree about the good times, but it was an interesting comment…

Let’s look at it from another angle.

There is a tool I want to buy, let’s call it X.

X costs several thousand pounds
up until now, I have managed perfectly well without X
I have a day job, I don’t *need* X to generate income.
On the other hand, I have a day job, so I can buy X, even if I don’t use it.
The line above depends on how secure I feel in my day job.
The big variable of course is day job or not, can X actually generate any income.
The line above is just because I can see uses for it, does that mean others will part with their money to have something done by X
straight back to the second point, I managed without one, so have they….

It’s complex, and I can so easily see X become a fabulous toy, TBH, a bit like the CNC mill and lathe, that is just fabulous, crapple fanboi creaming his pants phabulous, but which in reality hasn’t been used in anger once in the past 12 months.

It’s really a fairly fundamental question about the very nature of business, what is business, what is trade, what is craft?

The things that I can see that X would do for Tom, Dick and Harry, who become potential customers 1, 2 & 3, well, to do business, customers 1, 2 and 3 have to also feel that X is so good that they are AHEAD on the deal, doing what they do, by outsourcing the thing that X can do to me.

Which is a variable.

Which is *massively* variable, and that variation depends largely on what kind of people Tom, Dick and Harry are….. are they gung ho man with a plan organised and eager and up with a sparrow’s fart motherfuckers? Or are they waiting for business to come to them?

You see the problem, motivating a potential customer for X to exploit X in HIS business, is a whole other ball of wax from providing a potentially great service TO a potential customer via X

Indeed, am I? Because if *I* sit there passively waiting for business to turn up, and no, I have a fucking excellent website dude does NOT cut it, then X is going to be yet another toy that sits there.

At this point the economists will divert you into a discussion of Maslow’s needs and hierarchies.. vomit.. it’s a great way of describing something and utterly missing the point.

My business CANNOT be motivating or encouraging or supporting my potential customers, if they can’t be assed to get their own shit in order, my assistance isn’t going to make a difference, they will still go bust, I won’t get paid for what I have done, and I will get the blame for all their mistakes.

So, let us go back again to what is a recession and what is a boom…

In a boom, it’s easier to persuade people that me + X is an interesting deal, something they should use, something they can resell as part of their work, because in a boom there is plenty of slack to take up the bit where they don’t get all gung ho about their own business.

In a recession, well, nobody is going to venture anything, because they still aren’t gung ho about their business, and me + X, well, that is all very well, if THEY had the customers, but they don’t…

Should I buy X, or buy a fucking harley…lol…. you see, the question is which one gets most use, or, the other option is don’t buy either, keep the horns pulled in, and hope that this job lasts, or, if it ends, I don’t find myself wishing I had X, because I have customers for it, but I can no longer afford it.

It’s the age old quandary…

For X to make a worthwhile profit such that X can genuinely be called an investment, then X needs to be used for a sufficient number of hours per week.

Let’s say 1 hour a week will pay for X itself, and let’s say an additional 10 hours a week will keep ME alive if X becomes my sole source of income and this job dries up.

So now I need to get regular work for X, which means regular customers, but there is a limit in time and expenses to how much marketing I can do, and indeed what sorts of job that X can do that I should punt for, after all, each job has to make me more money than I expend getting that job AND doing it.

I can, quite literally, sit here and think of amazing things that I could do with X, that surely customers out there would want. I can even see me seeing those customers face to face, and showing them a demo product, and them saying wow, that is fantastic, *great* idea.

But, none of that is a SALE. A sale is when you have done the job and been paid and the money is in the bank and you are ahead on the deal… and that last step is a doozy.

Because to go from potential customer to customer, you have to get them to agree to the point that they actually have the money to pay you, and then decide to do so….

LOADS of ideas are great, and I mean that most genuinely, but getting the other party to flash the cash, that is all that counts… to paraphrase the old yank saying, a great idea and a buck will buy you a coffee…

IN a sense, that is what the clip at the beginning is all about, some devs who test games before they get released, if you think the game is buggy and crap now it is released, look at what it was before the devs caught the biggest and most obvious bugs….. nevertheless, the game started as a “great idea”…. implementing it is a motherfucker.

Implementing it often makes it a lot less great than the initial idea led you to think.

Taking a step away from that for a second.

I bought a macro filter for the Canons… pics are links to full size.

Deathstar head, note the minute depth of focus.

Screw on ribbon connector, again, note the minute depth of focus, only the far side of the screw socket is in focus, so basically forget this shit unless you have a tripod or some other method of steadying the shot.

Pulling back the mag a bit… focus shifted to the right rear of the read/write arm

Now with the macro filter removed.. vastly improved depth of focus.

You can see quite clearly, macro filter, not true macro, the object is about 6″ from the lens, and the zoom on the lens acts as part of the macro zoom level.

It quite clearly illustrates the concept of trade-off, if you want up close macro detail, it’s a lot more effort and you lose vast amounts of depth of focus, so unless the object is flat and perpendicular to the lens, you are going to have to make a virtue out of that whole photographers depth of field thing…

If you want a nice big field of view with most of what interests you in focus, you’re going to have to lose vast amounts of up close macro detail.

There is an obvious analogy there to business planning re the pros and cons of me buying X.

And this is quite the separate matter from the unknowns, in the unknowns, we don’t know what we are going to photograph, that is hidden inside a box with Schroedinger’s cat, in this example we know what we are going to photograph, but we still have to deal with the issues of looking at the larger picture, or looking at a small part of that picture in detail.

The larger picture is every potential customer I may have for X, the detail is each individual customer I may have for X.

I can’t skip the larger picture and go straight to the detail, I may well miss something vital, nor can I look at the larger picture and skip the detail, I may still miss something vital.

Those “GREAT ideas” I mentioned above, they are the detail, because invariably each scenario deals with one thing X can do for one hypothetical customer.

This is how wimminz set up shops selling bespoke cup cakes.

My day job, classic example of seeing the larger picture and just discarding all the detail.

Neither approach is right, and both have to be, before we can even seriously consider the prospects of buying X, or Y, or Z, or anything else.

“I’ve got a kick-ass website dude” doesn’t cut it, nor does any other piece of marketing.

The cash register going “ka-ching” as you ring up a sale is all that counts.

It then becomes an interesting human dilemma.

Are you one of those people who sit there and say “Oh yes, if only I had X, Y and Z advantages, I’d be all over that shit and making a fucking killing dude…” or are you one of those people who will look at what they don’t have, and see what can be done to get around that, is there another way.

Which makes it all very interesting, are you selling what X can do, or are you selling what YOU can do with X, because if YOU have no imagination and dedication, what’s to set you apart from your potential customers, or competitors, or anyone else?

I’m always reminded of this asshole kid and their asshole parent I met yonks ago, back then the WWW was fairly new, and Encarta on CD was brand new, and for those of you who don’t know, Encarta was basically an encyclopaedia on CD, and you navigated around by clicking hypertext links in the text body, or typing what you wanted to find in the search function.

Both of these two declared it “crap”.

The reason it was crap, was that it didn’t give them ANSWERS, type “what is 22 divided by 7” into google and it gives you the fucking answer, and a bunch of links to pages that give you the answer…. NONE of those links explain the answer.

e.g. multiplication and division are just iterative functions of addition and subtraction, add in moving decimal places and adding zeroes, and you have long division and long multiplication, 11 over 7 or 22 over 4 should not then require further questions, you already know how to WORK THE ANSWER OUT for yourself.

99.9% of your potential customers, or business partners, or suppliers, or competitors, are going to be like that, they just want the fucking answer.

Suddenly, we have an entirely new question.

If I buy X, will I then be able to answer those repetitive and boring questions with zero effort on my part, and charge a fee for doing so that is low enough they will keep coming back and asking more questions, and can the “subject matter” of questions that I can “answer” with X be wide enough to promote that?

But sooner or later you come back to that place where you have a list of unknowns that being brutally honest about, no matter how gung ho you are, you aren’t ever gonna fucking know unless you bite the bullet.

So biting the bullet becomes the big question, in my case with my X, biting the bullet means I have to do 2 chargeable hours worth of work with X every week, that’s break-even in the commercial sense, and any home hobby use then becomes free.

At present, my hesitancy is down to one thing, sure, there is loads of hobby stuff I could do NOW, but am I likely to exhaust that list of interesting and cool things to do, in, say, six months, if so, at that point, all that is left is the purely commercial aspect of it.

The angle of the dangle is equal to the heat of the beat when the throb of the knob is constant… but there are no constants in life, except for gravity and entropy…. and mebbe planck length…lol

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July 23, 2014

The mathematical curve of keeping a clean soul.

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: ABSTRACT language, mathematical curve, real world — wimminz @ 12:33 pm

Also know as, Star Bores 12, the prequel.

DMJ’s fault, he said I should have called the X Hard thing this, but…..

See, the thing is, there are all sorts of things that you can actually more or less graph numerically.

Nota Bene, I said graph numerically, not model numerically.

Graphing is recording *only*, modelling is extrapolation, and curve filling and smoothing…

You can use X hard etc to graph your descent into a living hell, or your climb out of it, but the trouble then is you start to associate the numbers with the result, and think changing the numbers will help.

OMG my fucking penis is only 150 mm long, if only it was 175 mm long I’d no longer be so boring average and I’d get more girls…… goes and buys penis pump to try and change the numbers, hoping the numbers changing will change the real world result.

Yeah yea, laughs cynically, nobody actually believes that shit, you’re right, not even the hundreds of thousands of men worldwide who have actually bought penis pumps, they didn’t actually believe that shit any more than you do… but they still bought them…. hope springs eternal, or something…#trashtag

That’s the problem with maths, it’s a fucking ABSTRACT language, it’s not real world, at best it can be used to describe some real world stuff… how many thousand feet of 2×4 to build a house, then you need a cut off saw, morticer, nail gun or hammer, basic carpentry skills, etc etc etc etc etc, and still even excluding all that shit you’ll still come up with a different number of feet used than you calculated.

Vospers / Thornycroft fucked this one up, and they aren’t the only ones, a navy wanted to buy some patrol boats, the had to be this size and do this and carry this, and oh, they have to have this minimum top speed, so they built two demo boats, and top speed was about 5 knots under the requirement, which in boats that plane since hull dimensions and form was pretty much as per plans it means total weight or displacement was greater than expected.

I told this story to a trainee shipwright, who laughed, see, his apprentice / qualifying piece that we was working on at the time was a clinker 3 man rowing skull, when completed it looked fucking beautiful, as a row-boat it was crap, it weighed over a hundredweight too much, lots of things his plans didn’t account for, and he spent *hours* trying to work it out, was his wood thickness’s at the higher end of the tolerances and so on… in actual fact most of the discrepancy was down to two things, the volume of varnish that the wood soaked up before getting the layer of coating on the surface, which is the bit he used for varnish volume and therefore weight calculations, and the weight of copper fasteners vs steel ones, he used steel in his calculations, pretty close, but a bit lighter than copper per cubic inch, but stronger than copper, so copper fasteners individually weight more than steel ones.

Even having worked it out, the math itself didn’t allow him to correct the problem, (same as Vospers) too late, and while it eventually told him where the extra weight had come in, it doesn’t do the design changes you need to get the weight back down… all that math does teach you is that being a ABSTRACT language you need to build a fudge factor in to translate between that abstract language and the real world.

By the time you’ve been making that thing for 20 years, you will have cut that fudge factor back from 15% to 0.75%, not because the math got any better, but because your skills did, and I don’t mean your skills in making each individual component weight exactly what the math says either, you’ll never do that, I mean your skills in the overall bit light here, bit heavy here sense.

I’ve had this argument with displacement boat designers, it’s a fucking DISPLACEMENT boat, the issue isn’t the fucking weight, which is what you are trying to tell me, when you tell me you need X, Y and Z electrical systems to run 48 hours without a charge, and I tell you that needs a battery bank of this dimension and this weight, and then they tell me that weighs too fucking much, usually by a factor of 5.

The problem is the *proportion* of the weight you are prepared to assign to the battery bank… sure, lead acid batteries + brine = chlorine gas, not good, but in weight terms, lead acid batteries make good ballast, so why have lumps of inert metal in the keel, why not get two shots for one, ballast and battery capacity, then you only have an engineering problem to solve, separating the lead acid batteries from the marine environment… shouldn’t be much of a challenge.

One guy I know took that and ran with it, traction cells in the keel, sealed in and vented above decks, it was a fairly large job, similar to engine removal, to get them in and out, he went from a design that specified 500 kilos of concrete poured into the spaces in the steel box bilge keel, and 2 x 120 Ah 12 VDC batteries for domestic and 1 x 120 Ah for engine starting to one with 12 x 40 Kg each traction cells, each one 600 Ah @ 2 VDC, two banks of six in series, so two independent banks of 600 Ah each for domestic, and one 100 Ah starter, 120 Ah domestic to 1,200 Ah domestic, ten times the fucking capacity, of course being deep cycle traction cells to all practical purposes every Ah of real vs rated capacity was worth two from a single truck battery, he said later he basically no longer used the main engine to charge domestic batteries, they had enough capacity for a 10 day cruise, just shore power em back up, so he saved a fortune is diesel, and a lot of glazing wear and tear from not running a 40 BHP diesel to spin a 12 V alternator to charge a domestic battery up.

He defined a desired goal or solution, without also defining a whole slew of limitations and caveats that all had greater priority, and sure, he got his math problem sorted, but he also got unforeseen challenges while implementing it, and unforeseen benefits from implementing it… as he said, I’d do it again in a heartbeat, just not the same way…lol

That old engineering adage about “You have to build one in order to learn how to build one”

Which is where it all falls down, I don’t get to live this day, much less this life, so that I can learn how to do it better and then press the re-wind button and start all over again.

I dunno, Bill Murray, ground hog day, didn’t actually watch the film, but what was it about, him re-living the same day so he can get ONE piece of ass…. there’s a million things I could do, and that would come somewhere near the end of the list.

The mathematical curve of keeping a clean soul is a bit like the mathematical curve of me coming home from school each day as a small boy and keeping the grass stains off my clothes.

Not going to school wasn’t an option, going to school naked wasn’t an option, going to school and not playing wasn’t an option (and anyway, they all have consequences of their own) so all the maths could really do was tell you how you were doing, are you doing better this week than last, the maths doesn’t give you a practical way of doing better next week, but analysing what you did this week vs last week might.

And it all keeps coming back down to that old one of I don’t know what I should do, everything I do do turns out wrong.

Well, yeah, there are no right answers, there are no always winning plays or strategies, all there is are approaches and attitudes, you can’t get your car from here at point A to there at point B 10,000 miles away without wear and tear and fuel consumption and possibly damage, and you can’t know what lies ahead, but you *can* start out at mile 1 and drive in such a way as to minimise wear and tear and fuel consumption and damage, or you can drive it like you stole it, you just can’t get away from what did from mile 0 to mile x, where x is wherever you are now.

What you can’t do is get to mile 10,000 with no wear and tear, damage or fuel used.

The mathematical curve of keeping a clean soul, you fucking CANNOT, your soul is going to get stained, the maths helps, after the event, to identify what strategies caused what stains, and to use that to try to minimise future staining.

It’s like a Star Wars film, OK, now we’re stuck, so we have to make episode 1 into episode 4, now we can create some new shit, ok, now we’re stuck, now we have to do something else… nothing can undo Star Wars 1977, nor can anything capture again what it was, at that time, at that place, when the 4th film was the 1st, and the whole universe was new, as was the story and characters and ships and everything else.

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July 22, 2014

Git-r-done

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 9:31 pm

I wanted to write this yesterday, but I couldn’t, being the babbling yesterday represents an underpinning to this post…. by itself, yesterday’s post doesn’t make a whole heap of sense, as background and foundation to this one, it makes a lot more sense.

To-do lists, broadly you can split them in to two parts, one part has all the shit that you *should* do, and “will get around to one day” but which doesn’t really matter, because it doesn’t impact your day to day life much, and because putting it off doesn’t make the problem any bigger.

Then there is the other part, the stuff you must do, got to do, the stuff you say matters to you, the stuff you say is important, the stuff that does impact your day to day life, the stuff that gets tougher to sort the longer you leave it.

Following on from yesterdays post, those who fail to get X Hard are the same people as those who fail at the second / other part of the to do lists.

They’ll happily tell you that something matters to them, but they won’t do fuck all about it.

Even though there are clearly things that they *could* do, even if those things are only partial or remedial solutions, rather than complete ones.

Git-r-done types, they do get X Hard, and they get that shit done.

I pulled up a mate of mine about this, he is starting a new business, taken an office, and he is sat there in jeans and a tee shirt and crap old computers, I’ll give the fucker his due, I spent two hours telling him what was so obviously fucked up about that, and 24 hours later he’s done all the big stuff, ordered new equipment, turned up in a shirt and tie, by the end of the week he should find himself sat in a far more professional and businesslike environment, and that should feed back positively into how he feels and operates.

OK he needed a kick up the ass to do it, but if he does it all, git-r-done, X Hard just got a fuckload easier for him, massive karma discount on everything…

*Everything*, not just he will feel more professional, he will get shit done faster and better with new kit (eg USB3 speeds vs USB2) he will have more positive public image, he will find it easier to sell because what he has to sell looks good, which will itself frighten away the chancers and assholes who would have wasted his time if he had sat there with old PC’s in jeans and a tee shirt… and on and on and on.

By being a person who doesn’t put up with slow and poor service, he becomes a person who will not deliver slow and poor service, the two are inextricably linked.

It’s Drano for your brain too, you get your head all cleared out of tolerance for that sub-standard shit, instead of sputtering and spluttering and misfiring at 1,000 RPM suddenly that bitch is on cam and on song and howling, putting down the power.

I got a related confession to make too, me not smoking, that fucking engine runs hot and sweet and on song, and I get sooooo pissed at world + dog…lol…. me smoking, meh, fuck it, chilled… that’s what adding drugs and reducing oxygen to your brain does bro…

Git-r-done, yesterday I had a USB3 2.5″ enclosure box die on me while at the aforementioned mate’s, not a biggie, the SATA SSD inside was fine, but annoying, cheapo electronics, so today on to Amazon and buy not one, but two replacements, delivered tomorrow…. there just ain’t no point fuckin abaht wiv it, you know what you need to do, just fucking do it.

It’s like my day job today.

Sure, I know the provider’s contact numbers, sure, I can do a sh int desc to confirm what is WAN and what is LAN, I can probably guess that the lone ADVA box with the red status light is the MPLS circuit, I can probably guess that the ONEA circuit number and provider circuit number, though different, refer to the same circuit, I can probably guess from the lack of empty ports on the switch that we aren’t doing a migration today, just and install and speed test, and I can probably guess that despite the lack of fucking patch leads in the box they want me to patch the router to the ADVA box…. and indeed when I touch base with the provider’s engineer we can confirm most of this shit between us.

But I shouldn’t fucking *have* to, it means I turn up with an address and a box and know literally fuck all else, so it takes me 15 minutes to unbox and rack up and power up and work shit out, during which time all I can say to the customer on-site is dunno, dunno, dunno.

It makes me look like a cunt, and I am not one, and it makes my company and the provider look like cunts, and they are, and then my efforts serve to make them look less like cunts, hell, they obviously employ and send out a competent guy who knows his shit well enough to work stuff out.

git-r-done it fucking ain’t.

X Hard with moderate values of X but significant values of karma surcharge it is.

What is the fucking point, so some fucking useless bint in an office can save the hassle of hunting this shit out from the electronic files associated with the job, and fucking copy and paste it into *my* fucking work schedule and email notifications?

That ain’t git-r-done, that’s can’t-be-fucking-assed, and that’s some-other-cunt-can-pick-up-the-slack.

And that’s what I was trying to impress and motivate on to my mate, no room for that slack in your own business, you got to run a tight ship from day one, and expend effort every single day to ensure that ship stays tight at all times.

Slack is where the fuckups creep in.

Today’s job might *NOT* have been amenable to reasonable deduction and assumption, there might well have been things that absolutely had to be done or things that were not the usual way of doing things, and we / I would have had no way of knowing.

IP addressing is *important* shit. (and yes I know, the 192 range ain’t routable, but this is examples)

ACME NOC (Network Operations Centre) IP 192.168.0.2

ACME HQ, a global multi-billion dollar corporation, IP 192.168.0.10

ACME NY office, IP 192.168.0.11

ACME Gaza bunker IP 192.168.0.12

I’m sent to Gaza bunker site with a new router, WAN side is supposed to be 192.168.0.12, but someone somewhere fucks up, and the config sets the WAN to 192.168.0.11

What happens?

Well, at the ACME NOC, instead of the router in NY saying HI, NY HERE, 192.168.0.11, and the router in Gaza saying HI, GAZA HERE, 192.168.0.12, they both say 192.168.0.11.

ACME NOC now doesn’t know which 192.168.0.11 is the real one, so the radius server kicks them both off the fucking network.

Gaza with 1 part time employee just took down NY with 7,954 full time employees and an HOURLY turnover of US$195,000.00

oops…

Git-r-done ain’t just I don’t care what u do but u go get that shit sorted right this instant, git-r-done is git-r-done and git that fucker done ***RIGHT*** bucko.

Gotta have a tight ship to git-r-done, with low values of X Hard and low values of karma surcharge on it, otherwise, well, things can and will go wrong in ways way out of all proportion to the effort you or some other cunt DIDN’T put in.

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July 21, 2014

X-hard

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: MacD — wimminz @ 10:17 pm

No, not the new viagra..

Where “hard” is difficulty, or effort, and “x” is a variable numeric value.

Making a coffee right now is about “0.1 Hard”, making a domain name and CMS website template is about 0.5 Hard, making a custom acrylic waterblock on the CNC mill is about 7 Hard.

This is, of course, for me, at this time, what may be 1 Hard for me may be 50 Hard for you, or for me if circumstances change, and vice versa.

From the above, making 5 mugs of coffee is the same as making a domain and website, Hard is like your money, it is iterative, and finite in supply.

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Got this bitch, she could have had me, and it would have been 25 Hard, but she fucked up that opportunity, it is no longer 50 Hard, it is a lot more, say 5,000 Hard, that’s a bitch if all you have is 5 Hard spare a day.

Fuckers will tell you, give me another fucking chance man, well, it was 25 Hard and you couldn’t be fucked to do it, now it’s 5,000 Hard and suddenly you’re going to do it? I don’t think so, and if I let you try, and you fuck up, it’s going to be 100,000 Hard next time.

Only got 5 Hard spare a day, tough shit, means you are going to have to shit can *all* that other shit in your life, and use your entire budget of 50 Hard a day, all day, every day, for the next 2,000 days, that’ll be 5.5 years of sustained daily effort bitch, with not a single day off, and not a single day of less than your maximum output of Hard.

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Yeah, but, I ain’t ready, or maybe there is someone better than you out there… and this is how Hard ain’t like money, MacD’s don’t refuse to take your money and sell you a burger just because you’ve been eating at BK, with Hard if you spent 5 Hard ten times at BK, you walk in to MacD’s they don’t have a tab with 50 Hard owing on it, they got one with 500 Hard owing on it, spend that 500 Hard in MacD’s and maybe you’re back at square one, like you never eat at BK… maybe…

Hard is not dissimilar to Karma, in fact they are so closely related, that Karma is the multiplier or tax on Hard, good karma gets you a discount on Hard, bad karma gets you a surcharge.

The X in Hard can get so big you stand no chance of every paying it off.

The X in Hard can *easily* get so big that it outweighs the utility of that thing to *you*.

At 25 Hard, I was the bargain of the fucking century bitch, at 5,000 Hard, I was an incredibly good deal, at 100,000 Hard, I’m just the best deal you will ever get a shot at, at 5,000,000 Hard, better stock up on pills and vodka, cos there is no happy ending.

Actually genuinely realising what a fuck up you made, that doesn’t get you a discount on Hard, it just gives you a shot at making those payments…. and maybe cuts the karma surcharge back down a little too.

X Hard will kill you, kill your soul too.

Had this chick once, we were gonna make a go of it, transpires she had sex a total of 7 times with 2 different people at one point, she knew she fucked up and wanted a second chance.

Hard said sure, but from here on in I own you sexually, and *after* you have found a minimum of 3 people that I find sexually attractive, and I have had sex at least 10 times with them, all of which *you* arrange and do your level best to ensure that *I* have the best possible time, then we can at least consider opening discussions about “us”, up to you.

Hard sat there and watched her, no hysterics, no tantrums, no tears, just a bouncy castle that someone turned the fan off, and it deflated, and settled, and shrank, and shrivelled, and collapsed.

Fact is, she *could* have pulled it off, *could* have paid it off, but didn’t, why would she, when the orders of magnitude cheaper options of not fucking it up in the first place (hey baby, lets go have a foursome) were already too expensive.

Not too expensive as in couldn’t afford them, to expensive as in she was a cheap fucker, why pay 5.99 for a burger at BK when MacD’s have them on offer at 0.99, then she blows 75.00 on the rest of the night out…

X Hard, it’s all about character really, someone who can’t see the value in a ground floor opportunity certainly inst going to work to pay full whack for that same thing, much less work all hours and go without many other things for that same thing.

And I’m not talking consumerist shit like the new iphone6 here, I’m talking shit like another person’s trust, or respect, or faith, or good name, or indeed money or property.

X Hard where x is low-low-low and they still won’t pay it, no coincidence at all that this same person will go for a night out and blow 75.00, and not repay the 50.00 they owe you *first*… even if it takes a 25.00 taxi fare to get to you to repay the 50.00.. because even spending 10.00 on frivolity when they owe you 50.00 is fucking unthinkable to them…. not… they will spend it on the night out, and some time later tell you they feel “bad” they haven’t repaid you yet, not that there will be any monies offered when they tell you this …

X Hard is, as I said to a mate earlier, me making the fucking effort to be putting on a fucking shirt and tie after a clean shave every working day, despite the fact that I work in the field, alone, and never see my bosses… because if I don’t bother one day this week, before long it will be one day every week, then two days a week, then three, then fuckit…. see people of wal-mart.

X Hard is hard, I know, basically I am a lazy procrastinating motherfucker, if my mother or father was here they would tell you, when I was a small boy, 6 or 7, doesn’t matter what it was I was told or asked to do, my response was “I’ll do it later” and the reply was “No, you’ll bloody well do it now boy…”

As a young man I fucked up a lot of exotic machinery, just because I didn’t fucking maintain it properly, just rode it real hard and then moved on to the next thing.

Eventually I learned the lesson, X Hard plus a karma surcharge is what it cost me to run everything, plus most of the fuckers I knew wouldn’t buy *anything* off me after I had owned it…… I *know* you ran that Z1 at 10 pounds of boost @ 12k RPM regular as clockwork, we could hear it wail up the hill from the village 2 miles away.. … and it is with rich irony that from that day forwards I learned to spot people like my former self, and refused to ever buy anything off them…

X hard rears its head in business, work, finances, even fucking housework FFS, X Hard ain’t a million miles from Heinlein’s TANSTAAFL, because X Hard isn’t about the specific numeric value of the X, so much as acceptance of the fact that the numeric value of the X is a rising curve, because only once you truly accept and acknowledge that, can you yourself become a decent person, from the perspective of every other fucker on the planet, and how you treat their X Hard on behalf of you.

I was on site at 3 pm today, some stupid cunt sent the wrong part, shit, we need to send another one, it’s gonna take 5 hours to get there, you want the overtime dude?

No, I don’t, because the “in office hours” cunts are useless enough, so even if they send the right part this time it’s gonna be 9pm, which means me dealing with the “out of office hours” guys, who are even more fucking useless than the in hours guys.

eg, if you weren’t a cunt, you wouldn’t have fucked up and sent the wrong part, and because you’re a cunt, I’m not doing the overtime.

No, it is not hey dude, take the fucking money and run, X hard and karma, that is the same as saying be fuckbuddies and mates to the skank bitch who didn’t take me when X Hard was only 25, take the fucking pussy and run.

X Hard says things are either right or wrong, because the people involved are either right or wrong, and willingly associating with wrong uns rubs off.

9-to-5, that’s one thing, overtime, that’s another, you only do that if there is no cunts involved, because then you get appreciated, and reciprocity.

The bitch who coulda had me at X Hard 25, not worthy, and nothing will ever make her be, and no kind of association with her can ever benefit me, long term, they payoff can never even cover the outlay, not even in ideal circumstances.

I’m not just talking sex, or companionship, or lending her 50, or anything else, I am talking about EVERYTHING, X Hard is a litmus test for EVERYTHING about that person.

You gotta expend a little X Hard yourself for each person you meet, that’s the way it is, every person is a different casino with a different roulette wheel, so you place small X Hard bets that don’t matter to you if you lose, and you sit back, and you watch.

If you treat it as a bet, you’ll walk around thinking you are a born loser.

If you treat it as a small and cheap test, you’ll walk around like the winner you are, fucking parasite free…. it’s a medication worth taking each day, hel, it is your daily offering to X Hard, to keep YOUR karma giving you massive discounts on your X Hard, and not massive surcharges.

This post is a lot of massive rambling bollocks, but I know exactly what I mean, and I figure, so will you, if you are worth shit and know the value of X Hard, by whatever name you choose to call it.

To me, personally, X Hard is the way I unload individuals from my brain, instead of spending too much time thinking about them, I just unload them and don’t give a fuck about them…. something I can’t do by an act of will alone, just because I know I should, I can only do it by using X Hard, because that allows me to totally disrespect and dismiss them first…. you’re fucking worthless to me, and I don’t give any kind of fuck about worthless, what happens to you, what you do, what you think, what you feel, what could be, or anything else.

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July 20, 2014

Rejoice, for the end of the world is nigh…

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: chaotic system, Rubber Duck — wimminz @ 11:47 pm

(see, I was right all along)

There is a natural human tendency, especially when you get older, to see things going to shit, and to extrapolate to total calamity and disaster.

This does not mean that every naysayer is always wrong, if I look at my own life and start counting up specific predictions that I made, often contrary to what everyone else was saying too, a surprising, almost astonishing, number of them came to pass.

I’m not talking trivial stuff either, multimillion pound objects that fail spectacularly, people maimed and killed, that order of stuff.

This doesn’t mean I have the sight, or that I am smarter than anyone else, so why was I right, when they were all wrong.

If I sit here and analyse these instances, the all had something in common, the thing could be a chaotic system like sea state, or weather, or design stresses in composites, or ageing in dam structures, or an extended undocumented working life of a machine.

These are all different, what the instances all had in common was that in every case, the bod in charge, and the entire army of worshippers, all stated categorically that they had taken all these chaotic things into account.

I took one look at them, shook my head, and said I wasn’t happy, too many possible variables eg the proverbial seven year wave that no allowances had been made for, there was simply no way that the level of confidence expressed by those in charge was justifiable.

Now, I’m not talking about “perfect storm” scenarios, of which arguably Fukishima was one, though that itself exemplifies extreme scenarios of Murphy’s Law, it was more a case of “perfect forecasting” being claimed, we know this ship won’t take Storm Force 9 seas on the open ocean, but we ain’t ever gonna be out in anything stronger than a Gale Force 7, so no biggie.

The other thing all these incidents had in common was this, up until this point, all these people, their experience hadn’t strayed far off tried and tested paths, sure, as time passed each project in their career paralleled the tried and tested methods, and a greater distance from the tried and tested path that the last iteration, but they had never really taken a walk into the wilderness as it were.

They all genuinely felt that their faith in their own calculations was entirely justified, and their attitude to me was that I was just a hater, or just jealous, or just wrong and wouldn’t admit or, or just not as smart and qualified as them.

After the event, if I was a pariah before, now I am about as welcome as the ghost of Jimmy Saville in a kindergarten… I made a “lucky guess”… or something…

No, I was fucking right you cunt.

Flight MH17, we’ll know the truth about the same time we know the truth about 9/11, or the USS Liberty, or anything else where the event itself has been subsumed to the mileage that can be got out of that event.

They are after all, trivial events, on the scale of human fatalities.

On the other hand, events like the Arizona droughts and water table, New Orleans, flu pandemics as of 1918, or a reversal of the earth’s magnetic poles, these things are on a grander scale, and no matter how much mileage you try to make out of them, there is enough empirical real world evidence out there that you can start to draw a picture.

In the movie Convoy the character Rubber Duck said something along the lines of “I’m not leading them, I just happen to be out in front” and this is also the danger of labelling all doom-sayers as being of the same cloth and the same church.

Sure, lots of them are singing the same song, and it is fun to take the piss out of the end of the world is night types when the sun rises on them the day after they predicted the rapture.

But that isn’t all of them, no Sir.

That’s like saying all Australians are convicts, whereas the truth is lots of people didn’t just *choose* to go there, they made a huge effort to go there, I personally think it is one of the big mistakes my folks made in the sixties, coming back to the UK instead of emigrating to Oz, to the then brand new place called Cairns.

I mean, WTF, “preppers” are doom-sayers, but speaking personally I fail to see the logic, if you believe things are gonna get so bad you need to be a prepper, well, it’s like the movies with the haunted house, and the ghost says get the fuck out or I’ll eat you soul, so the assholes move in…. you know, if things are going to get that bad, get the fuck out first.

Or, at the very least, be Rubber Duck, out in front, just you and what you can carry.

Over this weekend, I have “done” three laptops, where “done” = wiping them and putting Win7 on them, it’s boot into BIOS, make some changes, pop in usb stick, let batch script run, come back later and do some input, come back later and do some more, 5 mins + 5 mins + 5 mins for each one, while sat here drinking coffee, smoking, scratching my balls.

At basic, that is 3 x days living wage, subsistence level, I just earned, to me, that is being a prepper, not storing up for the zombie apocalypse, but getting so you have fuck all and can live on fuck all, and walk away with fuck all at a moment’s notice.

There will always be someone who needs something, and as long as they have something to trade for what they need….

One of the questions on OKCupid is “In a certain light, would nuclear war be exciting”, my answer is of course, no, it fucking would not, and there is the thing, for all the many, and they are many and serious, faults that society and civilisation has today, got to be said, it’s still pretty cushy, if you can drag yourself away from comparing yourself with the Joneses, so it is not with glee that I look upon the prospect of a collapse or reset or WW3.

Sure, the tactic is to be able to survive better than anyone else, but again, like those I talked about at the beginning of all this, I have wandered off that particular path before, I took one look at it, shook my head, said I wasn’t happy, too many variables.

I’m still here, so clearly I survived each time, but I’m not fool enough to think that any of that is to to how good or how well I took every possible chaotic factor into account, if anything, it’s the opposite, I didn’t mean nonchalantly against the machine about to fly apart, thinking it was perfectly safe.

When I saw chaotic events, I became chaotic myself, no established patterns or routines, I was like a dog with a 60 second attention span and a dim long term memory for the abstract, hell, to this day people still say I shovel my food down, and it is true, 5 minutes from picking up and plate (my one meal of the day) to emptying it is a leisurely meal for me…. it’s not that I can’t or haven’t done the 8pm to 1 am extended meal in the restaurant, I just gravitate towards the former.

I’m not cynical, I am experienced, we have far too many cunts, with far too much control and influence, all getting to that point far enough from the beaten path where they are exceeding their abilities, and venturing into the areas where chaotic systems take the upper hand, something they all have NO experience of.

I wish it were not so, but it is.

I wish is was a world where I could be a fantasy warrior, able to snap his fingers and choose amongst twenty luscious teen girls to warm my bed each night, but I don’t buy that.

I wish it was not a world where nobody gives a fuck about anyone else, and my survival is my immediate utility to them, I have to be useful enough to trade something with, and for whatever reasons, not worth stealing from… easier pickings elsewhere.

It’s a world where, quite literally, a guy who thought he was in control was completely unaware of the fact that I was contemplating his death, for the utility his wife could offer me once he was out of the picture, and it would have been so easy, and his life worth so little, but the utility she offered me, it was insufficient to outweigh his life… you know… I’ll burn more energy catching that food than I will get from eating it, better sniff around some more…. I bugged out and laid low off the radar, and two weeks later I was outta that country, literally with the clothes on my back and fuck all else.

Heard much later, he didn’t make it.

Twenty years have passed and now that country is back in the shitter, except it’s worse this time.

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Don’t post knackered ^H^H^H nekkid…

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: DN — wimminz @ 11:31 am

I’ve done it before, but yesterday’s post, and the comment by DN setting it straight, is a classic example.

I read his comment and thought WTF is the guy on about, I know I2R, and then re-read what *I’d* written, and he was right… somehow, somewhere, I screwed up, and what’s worse is I screwed up in writing.

Sure, I have the ability to literally go back and edit history, but that’s cheating, and not what this blog has ever been about, in some ways I’m not sure what this blog *is* about, but as to how it is done.

I write something when I get the urge, and that means sitting here on the sofa, wireless keyboard on my knees, big screen 8 feet away.

Now, two finger poke and hope typing is not the best at the best of times, combine that with the apparent ability that I have to type the wrong word grammatically, but spelt perfectly, and this keyboard’s tendency to not type the letter “a” sometimes, and sometimes I just miss words, see the not in red above, missed it completely while typing….. plus, just typing the whole thing and hitting publish and *then* maybe reading it through for the first time, and sometimes hitting the edit button to fix the most glaring mistakes.

And then sometimes I sit there and read it, and find that while I have said a lot of things, the one thing I really wanted to mention when I started typing, nope, never got around to that.

Typing is fucking slow and annoying, it is so slow, compared to my thought processes, that the two just don’t sync up at all, but having said all that, typing is still the best option out there, I don’t have a secretary, and I have never found a voice to text system that did not do everything I complain about above myself, but at least those are *my* mistakes, not the software’s mistakes.

None of this is intended to make any excuses, it’s my blog and no-one else’s responsibility, and it is not that I am unable to compose off-line and thoroughly check for grammar and syntax and layout, as well as thoroughly checking content for factual accuracy and logical flow.

I just fucking can’t be assed, you know, that is what is called work, that thing you get paid for, and I’m still waiting for facerig, and I have to, if not actively enjoy, at least feel cathartic when I write here… if I lose that, then there is nothing left as far as this blog goes.

See, this blogging game, it’s not a conversation, it’s more like texting some bitch on whatsapp, you know she is always online, but she only replies to you maybe once a day if that, actually that’s a bad analogy because whatsapp is one to one private convo, whereas this is one to as many who want to read it public convo, but the principle is similar, if you’re actively seeking a relationship with the reader, it’s a lot of effort for fuck all return, so you’ll soon get tired of it.

I’m tempted to say, so, in my defence, fuckups like yesterday, they are just part of the rich tapestry of keeping it real dude, and there may be some truth in there *somewhere* but mainly it’s just an excuse.

You got to be a bit open source, and you got to be a bit no ego, so others can pipe up and say hey, you twat, you fucked that up, and you can go back and look at it and scratch your balls and wonder how you managed to screw up something simple enough you should be able to do it in your sleep.

I have walked away, temporarily, but in fucking disgust, from the motorcycle rebuild, for a few weeks now, see I screwed up there too, but I did it out in my workshop and nobody was there to see, how did I screw up, beats me, in retrospect it was bloody stupid, it’s not a shovel, Mr Yamaha spins a lot of his engines “backwards” so the front cylinder in a vee twin is #2, not #1, which explains why the bitch didn’t start with the new coils and CDI and cleaned carbs….

Yesterday, my main PC, the one I happen to be typing this on, the socket 2011 job, refused to boot, I even took the side cover off and pressed the power buttons on the Asus P9X79 pro mobo, no joy, walked away in disgust, fucking dead mobo? Have coffee, smoke, fire up thinkpad, wander back to front room, ooooohhhh, I have left the external SSD enclosure connected to the front USB3 port, and it is set to not boot that way… fucking dumbass.

Fucking alzheimers… lol.. spell check wants to correct that to altimeters, so that’s why I ignore underlined in red words too…

What’s missing here is of course methodology, I was talking to my shitcanned mate who is setting out on his own, he was telling me an early job was cloning a disk, he used Macrium Reflect, did he do right, I said yes, and no.

See, for WORK, for a paying customer, the methodology is there, Macrium is great, but after you take the image, you double your time invested, because the very next thing you do is VERIFY the image, only then, can you proceed further.

The methodology here, it’s frankly fucking non existent.

And yet, though I say so myself, and you all only have my word for this, this blog is quite popular, readership numbers wise, and I assume that despite all the typos and errors and fuckups and shite, part of the reason is that it is a very human stream of consciousness thing, and people do like that sort of shit, be it ever so prone to errors and shit, it at least feels real and natural.

You all know, unlike say ZH where there are many authors all calling themselves Tyler, that there is only one author here, you can tell just by reading this shit, only one guy wrote it.

The methodology is frankly speaking what is lacking in my day job, in every area except my own input and output… to be sure, my methodology at work is not all it could be or should be, but it is so far above and beyond what everyone else involved is doing… which is how I notice things…

I’m seeing direct evidence that chains of companies are swapping out functioning Cisco kit for “no newer or greater functionality” Draytek kit, not panic massive red alert shit, just orderly progressive 25 sites a week until all 500 nationwide have been changed over.

I’m just the jerk at the end of the line, nobody consults me on anything, so of course I have no clue as to why, or what their motivations are, but six months ago I was putting cisco kit *in*, for these same companies, and what has happened in the interim? Yeah, you are all way ahead of me, NSA and GCHQ.

Bad enough having the network backbones themselves tapped, but having back-doors into routers? Sure, the Chinese made Drayteks prolly have them too, but apparently these companies would rather be back-doored by the Chinese than by “our own” NSA and GCHQ, and that itself, if true, is an interesting thing.

The message in the last three paragraphs is interesting, sure, it may lose something by not being presented in a professional manner, considered, composed, tweaked off-line for some time before being published, but not much.

It would have lost more if all those steps had to be taken, because I can’t be assed, and it wouldn’t have been published.

In the previous article, DN is rejecting what I say, central individual control of your individual devices, it’s a bite too far for him.

Really?

it’s not like they don’t have control NOW, albeit with a broad brush, “pull the plug on Brisbane”, and it’s not like everything we are learning tells us that they have *far* more fine grained control than we ever imagined, already built in via network snooping or firmware backdoors…

Your kinect camera output, for example, is by definition accessible to the snoops, you didn’t know?

The only counter is to embrace it, and start taking lumps of it under your own wing.

I got two Drayteks here running my home network, and I am a single guy living alone.

I got the main one, it’s providing my wired gig-e network, and my home wi-fi main SSID, there is a separate vlan for the guest wifi SSID, great for NEW BUILD / vanilla computers and laptops for people, they just need windows update and google access etc.

Then there is a separate vlan to the second draytek, the first draytek provides transit only, and the second draytek is one locked down motherfucker, the start point is every port, protocol and address is disabled, and then a few specific ports and protocols and ip addresses are enabled, within limits, and it doesn’t matter what any machine connected to this vlan tries to do, it doesn’t have control.

My work laptop, the one I don’t have admin access to, the one I only ever use for work and nothing else, ever, not even joking, the one with the insulation tape over the inbuilt camera, because I don’t have root, that connects to this vlan, one tunnel, one destination ip address, my HQ, my HQ can vpn remote in to my laptop and for all the world it looks like the only machine on a very broken and very limited network, you can’t even ping 8.8.8.8 from it… no ping allowed for starters..

It’s just amazing just how much of “the internet” is broken, when you start enforcing basic rules.

Fire up Firefox, get the noscript and adblock plus plugins, set them to disallow *everything* that does not come from the same domain name and ip address as the server of the website that you are actually visiting.

Probably as much as 15% of websites will just give you a blank white page, nothing, noscripts alone in strict mode can account for this.

All those embedded adverts and trackers from other domains, just black spaces, but sometimes worse, because the original page is waiting for them to be loaded before they themselves deliver the rest of the content.

That’s the benign stuff, the malicious or dodgy stuff is where it’s not advertising that is embedded and you have to go off domain to get it, it is something to do with the core functionality of the website, eg to actually fucking buy something, or to login, or to send a message…

Think all this is paranoid? Not really.. my NAS boxen can’t talk to anything that isn’t physically on my LAN, not possible, locked down.

Not paranoid enough? I have a further computer that isn’t on *any* network, and can’t be made to be, USB stick sneakenet connection only, and that’s anal and scanned and only certain file types etc allowed.

I *know* the cunts monitor everything, that is my day job.

So my “objection” to DN’s objection is that you can’t prevent the cunts having local control, except by setting up local control systems that you yourself are (as much as possible) in control of.

And this long and rambling and error ridden pile of crap is what I call a blog, it eventually, usually anyway, sort of gets to the point, but then you knew that anyway… reading this blog, it’s like the old Confucian saying, it’s not the destination, but the journey… lol

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July 19, 2014

I2R

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: DC — wimminz @ 3:26 pm

I (current / amperes) squared, times resistance (ohms)

100 Amperes @ 100 Volts = 10,000 Watts

2 Amperes @ 5,000 Volts = 10,000 Watts

Wire of 5 Ohms resistance

100 x 100 = 10,000, 10,000 x 5 = 50,000, so you’ll get *nothing* out the other end, in fact, to get 10,000 Watts out the other end, you’ll have to put 10,000 + 50,000 = 60, 000 watts in one end, and you’ll get 84% transmission losses.

2 x 2 = 4, 4 x 5 = 20, so you’ll get 10,000 – 20 = 9,980 watts out the other end. You’ll lose less than a quarter of one percent to transmission losses.

In ZH today there is a story about how 9 substations being taken out would take the entire US grid down, I have mentioned here before that the number for the UK is 6 substations.

so… to transmit electrical power over long distances with minimal loss, high voltage beats high current every which way.

So… DC vs AC…

DC is *a* thing, Direct Current.

AC is NOT *a* thing, 50 Hz AC is one thing, 60 Hz AC is another thing, and 240 VAC is not the same as 240 VDC, nor is it the same as the RMS of 240, 240 / 1.4 = 170 VDC, nor is it the same as anything else, because AC gets you reactance and inductance and skin effects and a whole load of other fun stuff you don’t get with DC.

Part of AC is time, on a 60 Hz AC system the “rise time” from minimum voltage to maximum voltage is 1/2 second, rise time is “rate of change”

Almost everything, most especially everything that is a semiconductor, has a rate of change sensitivity, eg a voltage change of X over 1 second won’t damage it in the slightest, the exact same voltage change of X in 0.0001 second will fry it, dead.

So, you see, it is complex, the AC v DC argument isn’t as simple as frog up or frog down on a UK house / engineering brick.

Some of the things that make AC complex, such as reactance and inductance, also make it easier to deal with than DC, to change (from our opening example) between 100 and 5,000 volts with AC is trivially easy, just use a transformer, but to change between 100 and 5,000 volts with DC is complex, read, expensive.

But it’s not all roses, with DC, being DC, there is no “rise” time, so lots of other things are more robust, read, cheaper.

One of the big problems with DC is there is no “zero” point, as there is with AC, during which you can open or close a switch… 60 Hz AC has 60 “zero” points per second, when no current or power is flowing.

One of the big problems with AC is you can’t just connect two different systems, the “clocks” of their AC cycles have to be *exactly* synchronised, or vast amounts of power start flowing and things go bang.

3-phase works on this principle, each phase is 120 degrees or one third of a cycle, for 60 Hz this means one third of second, out of sync with the next, by bridging between phase 1 and phase 2, or phase 2 and phase 3 in a three phase conductor you can get 220 volts, by bridging between phase 1 and phase 3, you can get 440 volts, if it is 440 V 3 phase.

With 3 phase you don’t just have one clock running at 60Hz (or 50 Hz in Europe etc), you have three, all exactly 1/3rd of a phase out of sync with each other.

DC doesn’t have any of these issues.

Stepping down from a 300,ooo Volt AC line to a domestic 200 VAC supply is no big issue.

Stepping down from a 500,000 Volt DC line to a domestic 24 VDC supply is problematical.

In human terms, DC makes the muscles lock, I used to work on massive DC battery bank systems up to 110 VDC in boats, old school stuff, and it was about a million times as lethal as taking a piss on to a live domestic AC power socket.

You also have to remember that back in the days of Edison and Tesla and Westinghouse, there was no such thing as a semi-conductor, my dad had an ex US army inverter, a *fucking* heavy steel box about the size of a 2 gallon can, you put 12 VDC in and got approximately 200 VAC out, at approximately 50 Hz, inside the box was a DC motor directly coupled to an AC alternator, horribly inefficient, a purely mechanical power intermediate stage, DC power to mechanical motion, and mechanical motion to AC power, back in its day, an awesome piece of kit, because this was the *only* way you could do it.

This, in engineering terms, is the meaning of a legacy system, if you were going to build a national power grid today, you wouldn’t build what we have.

The problem with what we have, is that it is past its use by date, and trying to migrate it to a 21st century system is impractical in the F-35 all purpose but not very good at anything and spectacularly expensive to build and maintain sense.

As an aside, this also applies to our telephone / comms networks, our potable water networks, our sewerage networks, our rail networks, our gas (methane etc, not gasoline) networks, etc etc.

Building new networks is *spectacularly* expensive, Fed QE scale, but at least the money would have gone into the system, not the bankers pockets.

Building new networks means new suppliers and new components and new technologies, everyone working today is working with the old Victorian era shit, they aren’t going to re-tool and re-train on maybes, and in any event, they will want to own market shares, so there will be patent wars and “standards” that are just proprietary ways of locking other people out, rather than doing the job right.

The power grid is just one example, but it is a good one.

The *engineering* solution is to come up with an overall design and set of *engineering* standards that will last another hundred years, that means a fault resilient grid for starters, not one with master nodes that can cause cascade failures.

The *engineering* solution also means you just fucking ignore everything that isn’t a base load generator, eg able to work on demand 24/7/365, so with the exception of hydro all that other shit is out, in grid terms, sure, feed it into small local nodes if you want, but not the grid.

The *engineering* solution means you need a smart network, not a dumb one, at present if say London goes dark, you can’t just plug London back in, the sudden load is too great, and you have no way of turning off all those televisions and refrigerators and water heaters and so on that are just sat there, connected in the “on” position to a dark network, waiting for power…. You need to not just connect localities one at a time, but loads within localities, so not just “OK, bring Marylebone back online”, but “OK, Bring Marylebone street lighting, traffic signals, and hospitals back on line….. waits 360 seconds, OK, now bring on the Domestic lighting circuits”

The *engineering* solution means you don’t get to connect to this new grid, unless all your shit is smart, with a smart central controller, so when the power goes out it shuts off everything in the house, and when the power comes back on it waits until the network tells it that it can now energise up to 300 watts of purely resistive loads, so lights only, no inductive loads like fridge compressors, wait for the signal.

The *engineering* solution says you have a smart system, the smart thing to do is include a UPS, say 250 Ah of 48 VDC (about 8 truck batteries) which itself knows what loads to prioritise, so the 1 watt GU10 LED lights are top priority, the electric kettle and kitchen sockets bottom priority… the smart home system can talk to the smart fridge freezer to monitor how long it can go with the door shut and keep everything fresh….

… “internet of things” sounding familiar yet?

The *engineering* solution is that if we had a grid capable of it, electric cars or true hybrid (no mechanical drive-train) would make more sense, and electric trucks, and so on, and if your electric car is at home, and your home is the suburban home with your own driveway and off road parking, well, that just adds battery capacity to the home UPS, which could at a push on demand feed power into the grid….

Back in WW2 a british destroyer provided the mains electric for a whole indian city.

A true hybrid truck putting out 100 BHP from the generator side of things is 100 x 746 = 74 kW, a street of 100 houses all with true hybrid cars, 30 of whom are home at the time, all putting out 15 BHP from the generator side is 30 x 15 x 746 = 335 kW, third of a megawatt right there.

Not what you would want to be doing long term for efficiency or environmental reasons, but it would fucking *work* while the main grid supply was offline…. and it’s not like the smart systems wouldn’t be able to credit you for the energy used once the downtime was past.

Trouble is, human nature being what it is, nobody is going to build *any* of that stuff while the current grid is up and running.

Trouble is, if the current grid stops running, so does society.

It’s a problem, there is a hole in my bucket, dear Liza…

What we need, they say, is a war, a big one, that takes down the grid and a lot of other legacy shit too, lot of collateral damage and dead bodies in that though.

But, we are still talking about acts of MALICE (as in the ZH article) taking down what we have now.

If there is *anything* you should be taking away from the stuff I write about my day job it is that no acts of malice are required, simple nickel and dime-ing management practices are quite sufficient, all by themselves, to achieve EXACTLY the same effect, and unlike supposed acts of malice, management practices such as these are real and happening every, single, day….

A terrorist event, or an act of god event, they are *****IF***** events.

Management practices causing something to fall below stall speed, they are *****WHEN***** events.

It doesn’t matter one fuck if it is a $1 bullet, or $1 saved on a component or maintenance, they are just triggers, you’ll still be in the dark, and it won’t make the ***slightest*** fucking difference to you that it was $1 saved on a component and not some terr-rist with a $1 bullet that put you there.

Just to be totally fucking clear, terrists and other assorted assholes MIGHT cause it, it all depends, but current business and management practices WILL cause it, absolutely fucking certainly and without any doubt whatsoever gau-ron-fucking-teed.

Worrying about terrists is like worrying about developing the symptoms of lead poisoning after you take a bullet.

What you need to remember, sitting there in the dark, so you won’t be reading this or anything else, because it will all be gone, is this…

By fucking definition, the people and practices that put you there, are, by fucking definition, the least qualified or likely of all people and practices on the entire fucking planet, to fix it.

You’ll need people like me, and boy, our price is going to be fucking brutal, and the above people and practices in red, they’re the new Jews, and we’re the new Dr Mengele’s, and if anything that is understating the case.

It ain’t just a case of charging or demanding what we want, and expecting to be treated like the fabled 0.1% today…. oh no… unless the price is so high it breaks your body and soul and spirit, it isn’t high enough.

Payback’s a bitch, but then, so is physics.

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July 18, 2014

Decisions, decisions, decisions.

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: Dick and Harry, Tom — wimminz @ 11:50 pm

I have, very slowly and belatedly, come to realise yet another universal truth about wimminz, that also as it happens *fairly* strongly applies to niggerz, but for wimminz, it’s nigh on 99.999% of em.

Tom, Dick and Harry, they all meet girls over a period of time, all of whom fuck them over.

Tom’s girl was a redhead, so he swears off redheads for life, no matter what.

Dick’s girl was a waitress, so he swears of waitresses for life, no matter what.

Harry’s girl was a welsh girl, so he swears off welsh girls for life.

Time passes..

Tom’s working for a delivery company, there is one dispatcher he hears on the radio he really likes, she knows her job and is pleasant and nice and kind, then one day he goes into the office and sees her, she has red hair, Tom freaks out.

Dick ends up getting a lucrative contract for six weeks in Japan, so he goes there and realises he can’t read shit on anything in the supermarket, and the labels don’t help either, he spots a MacDonalds as the hunger pangs set in strong, he walks in and sees a waitress waiting to serve him, he freaks out.

Harry is rear ended at the lights, he is in and out of consciousness, he wakes up later in hospital, it’s clear he is injured but everything appears to be there and working, someone has obviously taken good care of him, the nurse walks in and smiles at him, he smiles back, she opens her mouth and speaks with a welsh accent, he freaks out.

You see, this is what wimminz do…..

Instead of using logic, and saying that the last guy who fucked me over worked in IT, but he fucked me over because he was an asshole, not because he worked in IT, so the thing to watch out for is that the next guy is not an asshole…

Oh no, you work in IT, so did my ex, he was a bastard, *****freakout*****, and so, every subsequent decision is at best sub-optimal, and quite often the very worst choice she could have made.

She dumps your ass and goes and hangs out will lowlife bob, who couldn’t find the “any” key, but hey, he doesn’t work in IT…. the fact he is a lowlife doesn’t enter the equation.

When the inevitable complications and consequences of being with a lowlife materialise some time later, well, at least he doesn’t work in IT, so, like, what else was she supposed to do???

So I am the only stable and decent and educated and resourceful man who has been anywhere near you, or your poor fucking kids, the one ray of sunlight to enter their lives, but that doesn’t matter, I work in IT…. so I’m discarded…

Meanwhile your neighbours are alleging childhood rape against one another, your kid’s friends girlfriends are alleging sexual abuse from their parents, your new lowlife boyfriend likes taking you to swingers clubs to get fucked by all and sundry because taking you makes him a couple and saves the 50 buck door fee, oh, and your ex, the one who was in IT, yeah you’ve got your kids being interviewed by shrinks and social services to build a case against him, buy hey, you’ll do anything to protect your kids, they come first, and me, well, I work in IT.

Frankly, bitch, if you were *anything* like the kind of walking disaster area you are now, and I was chained to you by marriage, I’d beat you too, allegedly, not because you’re a worthless skank ho of course, just because I work in IT.

It’s decision by classification, my piece of shit red ford kept breaking down because I’d never fix it properly and never maintained it and drove it like I stole it, till the day it died and really fucked my week up…. the solution, decide to never buy another red car, or decide to never buy another ford.

Go to the used car lot and the only decent car there is red ford, dismiss it out of hand, and buy the biggest piece of shit on the lot, repeat ad nauseam for the rest of your life…. refusing to ever even consider a red car or a ford.

There is a ham-beast that I am emptying my balls into currently, she *knows* I am so fucking far out of her league it ain’t true, so how does she react, she plays it coy.

I ask her if she is missing my cock, she plays it coy and says she ain’t admitting anything…lolol

I say fine if you ain’t admitting it y’all obviously don’t want it that bad, catch u on the flipside

she messages the next day, little bit of chit chat, you missing my cock bitch, she says yes.

Learned her lesson? Has she fuck, and if you even thought she did for a moment, you haven’t absorbed anything I have written so far.

How much I ask, she plays it coy and says she ain’t admitting anything…lolol

You see, the *obvious* fucking lesson here is don’t try to play it all coy with me, I got not time for that shit, I’m way outta your fucking league, and so nothing other than eager gratitude cut any shit with me.

She, at some point in her past, decided that what she was doing wrong with one single specific guy back in the mists of history when she was merely fugly and young was she didn’t play it coy, so she resolved to always play it coy from then on, irrespective of whether it was the right or wrong choice for each subsequent guy and indeed each scenario with each guy assuming there was a return match.

The guy who she didn’t play it coy with didn’t dump her because she was all eager and grateful, he just got bored fucking fugly and moved on.

The inverse of this is why wimminz are suckers for Apple, or any other marketing crap, once you hooked em, that’s it.

There aren’t *many* universal truths about wimminz for men looking to empty their balls, and those that there are are usually going to make you the guy who works in IT, not the lowlife whose ass she will stick her tongue in and moan with pleasure.

Most bitches nowadays have tats, I’ve yet to see a decent one, with any artistic merit or talent at all, much less an appropriate one, let even a hint of this seep out, and you will be the guy who works in IT.

Look *at* one tat, closely, with feigned interest, trace it ever so gently with the tip of your index finger, say “that’s interesting, I like that, why did you get it done?” and they’ll spread for you.

See, they have *all* at some point met some guy in the past who has said “WTF is that supposed to look like, nah, you’d have looked *much* better without that shit all over your skin” and decided that that guy worked in IT, remind them of him at your peril, if getting laid is anywhere in your plans, or not being someone she actively dislikes and distrusts is anywhere in your plans, and the latter is more common than the former, the HR skank will have a tat, there are 150 employees, they are downsizing to 100, don’t compliment the tat, say you like it and it is INTERESTING and ask why she had that particular tat done, and you won’t be one of the 50 guys kicked to the kerb, all of whom worked in IT.

The reason *this* guy can probably get laid easier than you is simple enough, the level of facial tats is still rare enough that she almost certainly hasn’t met anyone with that many before, so it is extremely unlikely that there is a pre-existing decision that he works in IT.

Nota bene.

I talk about women, and wimminz, and I say that it is solely by their ACTIONS that you can tell the two apart, it’s not because you were born with a cunt that I think you are a soul-less evil psycho skank ho, it is because you will make false rape and DV accusations to get a man evicted from his own house and excluded from his own children’s lives, while making his wallet yours.

Wimminz, nope, no matter what the man does or endures to try and be a good dad, despite the circumstances, he was born with a penis, therefore he works in IT.

Learning from your mistakes.

It’s what men do, it means that unless the guy’s trade is intricately linked to *how* he fucked you over, eg if he has worked in anything *but* IT, he could not have fucked you over, then you can’t make *any* connection between him fucking you over and him working in IT

If how he fucked you over was intricately linked to him working in IT, then learning from your mistakes will teach you that his trade only gave him the ability to fuck you over in that particular fashion, if he had had a different trade, then it could have been done a different way, but it was still his willingness to fuck you over that counted, that was the lesson to learn.

Blacklisting everyone who works in IT is explicitly NOT learning that lesson, and simply guarantees you will make the same mistake over, and over, and over.

All you can do then is expand the definition of “works in IT”

I have been compared to bastard ex’s that worked in IT, because I work in IT, and when I look at these individuals, I find, literally, that I know ten year olds with more IT knowledge who have designed better websites and so on, as someone who works in IT, he is not someone I would classify as someone who works in IT, even if he does claim to be a “web designer”

Of course, having been classified as someone who works in IT, if you do not resort to beating the bitch at every opportunity, then clearly you do not merely work in IT, you are a sneaky manipulative clever (in a nasty evil scheming way) bastard who works in IT.

So, you see, the problem here bitch is not that I work in IT, the problem is you never learned to make a real decision, or to revisit any decision you have made the next time the wheel comes around to a similar place, that’s why you keep fucking up the same way all the time.

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July 15, 2014

An honest review of RTCW The New Order

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 11:02 pm

OK, Wolfenstein….

It’s worth *maybe* US$ 4.99… maybe, if you can stick pressing E about a thousand times to skip past all the cutscene crap.

Total gameplay, maybe 4 to 6 hours, if that.

Gameplay itself, well, frankly, every level is the same, it is *exactly* as disappointing as Duke Nukem was.

If you let the list of credits play, you’d think the cunts had made a LOTR trilogy, there are entire countries with less people than feature on the credits of this monumental pile of crap.

This game is maybe, just maybe, 10% as good as Far Cry 3

And this was a motherfucking 40 fucking gig download on stream?

For what?

BTW, the graphics are crap, not as good as Crysis1, ditto the textures.

Soldier of Fortune all those years ago had far far better rag doll, and TBH, just as good gameplay… stop screaming… it was 14 years ago

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