Archive for July, 2009

Terminator doesn’t compute

July 30th, 2009

TerminatorTerminator is a worthy franchise. Really, I rather like it in general. Shiny robots, good special effects, lots of action. But it’s full of plot holes as large as the Mariana Trench.

There’s the obvious one: the temporal paradox. Skynet sends a killer robot back in time to kill Sarah Connor, the mother of John Connor, charismatic leader of the resistance in the future.
But if you kill Sarah, then there’s no John, and in that case Skynet has no reason to send back a robot in time. But then Sarah survives, and then Skynet sends back a robot. Etc.

As it stands, it was a pretty stupid move anyway: the robot turns Sarah Connor from a waitress into a paranoid gun nut, who trains her son in guerilla warfare. Making him, in effect, the leader he becomes. If Skynet is that smart, it should have seen it coming.

But bygones. Let’s move on to the current trilogy, starting with the Terminator Salvation movie. We are now in the predicted future, Judgment Day is past, and humans are struggling for survival. Without revealing too much, i can say that the resistance successfully fights Skynet by bombing an important bit of infrastructure.

What I would do if I was Skynet (and in theory, Skynet is smarter than me), is this: distributed infrastructure. Cloning/duplication/backups in many, many places, including under kilometers of rock, deep under the sea, and in orbit.
I would make sure that my network is utterly decentralized (not like the internet, ha ha). I would add satellite network, wires, EM waves over a lot of different frequencies, so that it would be almost impossible to cut off any part.

In short, Skynet should be impossible to destroy – unless you fry all circuits on earth, and that would involve some unhealthy radiations for the humans, too, I think.

Of course, this wouldn’t make for a very cheerful movie. So i expect a central ‘mainframe’ (like in Independence day, hilarious), or such slightly iffy plot devices. That, or the aliens come to rescue us.

I know, I know, you’re not supposed to really think about such movies. But still.

The other economy

July 19th, 2009

aliceAs a middle-class catholic girl with her head in the books, I was fairly blind to a certain type of activity. Then I lived in Glasgow for a few years. I got to hang out with some friends who’d been around the block a few times and then some, which was extremely instructive.

I had this friend, for instance, who liked his weed. It was interesting how on holiday, wherever he was, he could find a dealer. There must be a funny handshake, or a certain look, or some secret sign. I never figured it out. Of course, he liked Amsterdam best, because you could shop at ease. Actually, it was enjoyable to see him do it: prodding, smelling, stretching nuggets of hash like some would appraise the smell of fine wine.

These friends taught me to see some things in a different light. When I got back to Brussels, I noticed the pretty boys hanging out near Anneessens. And the girls in short dresses on Louise and Chaussée de Charleroi. I watched a guy slip a bill an receive a small bag in return from some guy seemingly waiting for a bus at Ma Campagne. Just now, the people waiting in their cars next to Duden park.

This other economy, it’s absolutely recession proof. Where there’s a demand, there will be a supply, and there will be a risk premium attached to it. The product sells itself, no marketing required – or just enough to get the customer hooked.

I wonder how the money is laundered. Sure, the small-time dealer will use the cash to buy food at the supermarket, or to get some maintanance jobs done. What about middle management ? How can the bling-bling guys buy mercs and BMWs ?

The other side of the mirror, Alice.

Chronicles of the econocalypse

July 16th, 2009

salesA couple of nights ago, 5 friends and I went for a meal in Brussels. We were young, crazy and expat together once, and that creates a bond. We like to meet up once in a while.

We all moved on since that first job. Three of us are employees, three of us went freelance.

One of the employee friends had gotten his notice recently. Funnily enough, soon after his soon-to-be ex-employer asked him to do a substantial job in Croatia, so he made them an offer … freelance, and for a decent amount of money. Typical organisational cock-up: oops, fired the wrong guy.

Another one has finally obtained his dream job at a bank, but things are looking uncertain. The director of the department has just been promoted away, and they don’t know what’s happening, exactly. He is the most recently hired employee.

My third employee friend is a consultant. His job is safe, because he’s working on integration for the bank’s merger – which will take at least a few years.

One of my freelancer friends has an ultra-safe and ultra-boring job managing tests for a bank backend system. The backend system developers generate lots of bugs, so his contract is extended year after year.

The other freelancer witnessed the crash and burn of Kaupthing live from their front office. Even before that, he’d started a company with a friend, and they’d developed a product for financial quantitative analysis. They’ve just landed a good development contract, with large-ish license payments coming up in 2010. For them, the question is whether, and when, the customer will pay. He reckons that if they pass 2010, they’re really up and running.

And then there’s me, who remained on the technical side of things, and left banking behind 5 years ago. My aim is to keep it interesting, and somehow i had trouble seeing that happening in a bank, at the time. Not sure it’s the soundest choice, financially, but then money was never my main priority (though living comfortably is an important secondary goal, obviously).

It’s funny, how one evening can paint a picture of an economy that is shaking and cracking at the seams. Nothing stays the same, certainties erode, and lives change. So far, everyone manages to make it work, more or less.

The pendulum and a certain kind of madness

July 5th, 2009

I read the “Pendulum of Foucauld” of Umberto Eco when I was 20, and it made a strong impression.

The story of the Pendulum is the story of an italian man in the seventies, who (after some tribulations) ends up working for a publisher, who amongst others has a collection of books around the ‘paranormal’. As part of his work, he gets to know some of these characters, and also gets to read a whole lot of essays in that category.

He starts to recognize the patterns of such works, the interpretation of every single detail to prove the theory advanced, the fact that these authors ignore inconvenient truths, and even common sense. The fact they make the craziest of connections, based on nothing but a vague similarity.

So him and two friends start decide to build up The Plan, which is a conspiracy theory spanning the centuries, picking and mixing historical details to come up with a beautiful and moronic story. They have a lot of fun doing it, until things start going very, very wrong.

futurology

And indeed, Umberto Eco was spot-on. There are many of these theories floating around. Spend enough time on Youtube. Try anything connected with 9/11, or the googoo stuff of David Icke, some of the ideas in Zeitgeist … Lots of theories blaming mysterious groups of puppeteers, master-minding big catastrophes, to further their own goals.

Quoting Eco:

Someone – was it Chesterton ? – said that when men stop believing in God, it isn’t that they believe in nothing: they believe in everything.

It seems a lot of people are having trouble with life ‘as is’. A vast, indifferent universe, where we live only for a short while, and really horrible stuff happens for no apparent reason. A place mostly out of our control, where we (as a race) manage to be ridiculous and terminallly stupid/greedy. So these people invent patterns and connections, to make it all make sense. Thinking: someone’s behind this. Bound to be.