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Friday, July 02, 2004

Weapons of Mail Destruction

The situation has progressed to the point that legitimate emails from freinds that I want to hear from may never reach me. Why? In a word: SPAM.

I no longer have the time or patience to look through hundreds of advertisements to find that one message that may be from someone I actually know. So, I filter my email. Creating an email filter means defining a criteria whereby messages are judged by merit. First, you take an hour or so to log every single known friendly email address into a data base of allowed contacts. If you are willing to commit more time to this process, certain subject field phrases and all-inclusive domain originations are also submitted so as to be allowed to pass or fail the screening. Emails that meet the criteria make it to your inbox and become relevant. Emails caught in the filter are deposited in your recycle bin and become nothing. Sometimes important communications fail the test and become nothing. If your operating sytem crashes (as Windows often does), you may need to start your filtering process all over, from scratch.

If you have a website, it's more of a challenge. There are robots that crawl the web harvesting email addresses to be used for the proliferation of SPAM. So, I have converted my online email address to a photograph of an email address, instead of actual text. Now, I have discovered that robots using imaging technology can read this, too. If that's not enough, a spammer can use "spoofing" to send you an email that appears to be from yourself, or someone you trust.

The evil of this is: a message from a long lost friend whom you are dying to hear from will never reach you, even if he or she happens to obtain your email address. Such a message in a bottle will not make it past the SPAM filters. If you are in business, just imagine trying to receive communications from potential clients. EBay'ers argue amongst themselves daily because emails caught in SPAM filters never reach their destination. "The seller never sent a request for payment!", "Liar! The buyer never responded to request for payment!", etc.

We need 'Weapons of Mail Destruction', or a way to obliterate SPAM once and for all. Prominent mail client providers, such as AOL, Yahoo!, and Google's beta Gmail, have invested millions of dollars to create electronic methods to detect mass mailings and otherwise unwanted email. This does not help most users who retrieve their email from their own domains and ISP's. Microsoft has lagged behind in providing such a service for users of its mail clients, Outlook, and Outlook Express. Every time I check my email and see hundreds of SPAM messages, I become quite angry with Bill Gates for not protecting me.

The community of online service providers are well overdue to come together so as to provide a standardized email authentication system to protect us. Call it caller-I.D. for email. The big barrier is that email is free. Spammers don't pay a penny more than you or I emailing each other, or the business that sends bulletins to employees and customers. We need to employ standardized software that intelligently sorts SPAM out of our legitimate email. Technology already exits to do this. What's the hold-up?

Jim

Thursday, July 01, 2004

OutOfTheBlue......The Sound Of One Hand Clapping

I'd like to preface/begin/start my newest missive to Urban*Star by letting y'all know a little something about yours truly.

One of the tenets I use to guide myself down those roads I take to bring me to a future part of my life is the belief that there is no such thing as 'coincidence'.

I don't know the exact origin of the word 'coincidence', but before you start salivating/seizing/putting your nipples to the wind to scroll down and leave a comment, know that I above anyone else know that if I surf long enough on the most blessed miracle to have ever happened to have been bestowed upon us lowly sinners, i could find my answer. But first, may I remind you kittens, I have to care enough.

Anyway, I digress. Back to my original point.

I don't believe in 'coincidence'. Everything in our lives happens for a reason. We are constantly being shown signs/hints/revelations. Sometimes they come all at once, and sometimes they are revealed to us in parts- a series of signs/hints/revelations that come in several parts at different times- like the best Agatha Christie novels. We may not understand exactly what they mean or why we are being given this information at the moment of our shining (Danny's not here, Mrs. Torrence!!). As long as we are open enough to know that we ARE being fed information from the universe, and see what is being revealed, and more importantly, REMEMBER what is being shown, we can piece it all together later, when the time is right for us to know the full story.

So- now that you have that little ort, my gracious readers, maybe you'll be able to feel what I feel right now, a feeling I have been trying to put into words, but for one of the VERY few times in my life, i am rendered speechless.

Let me tell you what happened to me today.

I met a person, who'll I'll call "Rick", just so you can get a visual feel for him, back in 1990 or there abouts. I met him at my workplace downtown. He was a new hire, and when we met, there was just that something you feel when you are eight....oops...I mean 8, and you know that the kid that just moved in next door was going to be your best friend, and was- until one of your families moved away, up to the big time. We were best friends- Rick, myself, and his partner, "Les". We hung out alot, and had alot of fun. Then I got involved in a relationship that lasted sev...7 years and 2 months. It was a mental/physical/sexual/emotional abusive relation for most of that time. I was literally cut off from all of my friends and family. But thats a different story for another time....I just wanted you to understand how I lost contact with them for 7 years.

I reconnected with them about two years ago now, but alas, things are VERY different now. Not between us- we clicked again like no time had passed- like the 'happy' episodes of Classmates.

Upon our reunion, I learned that one of only FOUR.....that's right, FOUR people in my entire life* that I have been able to call a true/best/loyal friend, now has full blown AIDS. His is one of the worst the doctors have seen. His meds kinda/sorta/not really work, but on good days he can get around.
*For those of you that really want to know, you'll have to figure it out for yourself. I'll give you a clue, 'tho. My claim to fame is that I'm an Original Valley Child Born In The Summer Of Love.

He came over to my place because I had gotten him some 420, and as a return favor, he treated the Chillem. After the first intake, he started to cough...a really deep/muscle straining/kind you hear in the nursing home (where grandma is housed) that gives you the creeps AND goosebumps.

I asked, "Are you OK??"
He replied, "No, I'm dying from AIDS."

He said it in such a, pardon the pun, deadpan way- the way I remember Rick from way back when- that I laughed out loud while thinking to myself, "He still has his sense of humor. Mine would have gone LONG before."

After a few seconds, I realized that not only was he joking, but he was, pardon the pun again, dead serious. He still seemed to have trouble recovering, so I now asked, since I am such a good host, "Can I get you anything?" while thinking if he doesn't want water or coffee, I can always run next door to the Citgo and get him something.

He replied, "Yeah....a cure."

Such a simple request.....2 words, 5 letters........

Unfortunately, there isn't a Citgo, or anywhere else in any reaches of the far corners of this world/universe/galaxy for that matter that I could run to to get him what he needed. Or popped in to the closest SuperSizeMe to get a Big Aaaaaack! (Come Back To The Five and Dime, Bill The Cat, Bill The Cat.....), an order of fries, and a side of AIDSnoMO. But Yahweh/Allah/The Hero With A Thousand Faces knows that I would have. After all, what are best friends for? Remember this, gentle readers- Anything and Everything. That's what you do for a best friend.

And that begs another question- WHY isn't there a cure yet? After all the technological advances we have made in medicine in the past 40 or 50 years, surely we must have a cure. There is a cure you know- but to start using it would cost the drug companies millions of dollars annually, but alas, that too is another story for a future meeting.

After he left, I decided to log on and figure out what I was gonna write/go on about/post this week here on the 'ol Urban*Star, and I saw EdwardA's post, and followed through to read the entire article.(Thanks for the post, ERA.)
I know that I am being shown things now. For what purpose I'm not exactly sure yet, but I'll keep you posted.

Who knows- maybe I'll finally be the first one to be told the great secret of life......the Why Are We Here question that everyone has been asking, and Monty Python have been the best to come closest to with an answer, but I know that's not It. God...I HOPE that's not it. It CAN'T be It (My liver?? But I'm USING it!!)....or maybe I was just given the real answer to the title of this piece- which is the sound I felt rather than heard (stay with me, now), when I REALLY understood his very simple, but totally unexpected response to my offer of assistance. I don't think his request was one bit unreasonable, 'tho. If there's one thing in life I've learned, it's that you will never get something you never ask for. No matter how outrageous it seems, if you ask enough people, sooner or later you'll run into someone who says "Yes". (But they STILL won't put it on a credit card, even if they do get a two-for-one ticket voucher for doing so.)

We all know/understand/accept the old adage that Life Goes On.....but it sure is a pisser the day you realize that it doesn't get any easier to bear when it Stops Going On for those we truly care about. But....then again.....Life Goes On. And so we do.


OutOfTheBlue@urbanstar.com



A Lot to Think About

Yesterday, my son and I were driving and listening to 'All Things Considered' on NPR. The topic was an article in the Rocky Mountain News, Denver, about the first child known to have contracted HIV in Colorado. He name is Jonathan Swain. He is now 21 years old. The paper devoted 16 pages to this story. Later, I was able to read the entire story at the Rocky Mountain News web site. This is something that should be read by all. I found the story inspirational and disturbing. It's amazing how little Americans want to know when they are challenged to look at life differently.

This is a subject that is more personal to me, as I had a friend that died of AIDS last year. Watching his fight and eventual loss with the disease had a profound effect upon my life. I hope you enjoy reading this article as much as I did.

Story

Tuesday, June 29, 2004

Milwaukee's Oriental Theater on MichaelMoore.com

Are you sure this isn't just the Landmark bar letting out on Tuesday at bartime?



I love this one, too, from Denver:

Monday, June 28, 2004

Is It just Me?...Final try

Or is there something strange about this scenario? On Thursday I had to accompany my boss to the Summerfest grounds to pick up his tickets for the Prince concert. The man is a fanatic. Actually, it goes way beyond that, there simply are not words to describe his devotion. I will say this, he has the little "TAFKAP" symbol tattooed on his forearm. He is almost 58 years old. Right there something is off. To me there is just something that is not right about someone close to my fathers age being such a huge Prince fan. Anyhow, we are in his car and I am telling him how to get to downtown Milwaukee because he has *no idea where he is going (he lives in Madison and is from England) and all the while he is yelling-no make that swearing- "You f---ing bloody fat cow..." at everyone on the road, even though he is the one cutting people off. The icing on the cake is that on top of everything else we are listening to, yep, you guessed it, Prince. I *just started working for this guy and here we are cruising the freeway in his car, him almost killing us and/or other drivers, me reminding myself to stay calm, that I've now spent 28 years riding in a car with my father, AKA- The Worst Driver In The World...and in the background Prince is crooning things ranging from "I knew a girl named Nikki I guess you could say she was a sex fiend, Met her in a hotel lobby masturbating with a magazine." to "Get Off, 23 positions in a one night stand..." Don't get me wrong, I myself am a big Prince fan, but come on! I keep thinking it was all some sort of strange new employee initiation. So I ask you...is it just me? I love my job, LOL. :)

A Dirty Name To Be Called

I do not believe in the immortality of the individual, and I
consider ethics to be an exclusively human concern with no
superhuman authority behind it.
-Albert Einstein

There are many names in the realm of human language that are used to hurt. We all know what they are so I won't say them for reasons of decorum. Allow me to add one more for your consideration that I call myself. ATHEIST. Yes, I am an atheist. I have held these beliefs, or some would say lack of, for all of my thinking life, since the age of 12 or 13. I can't think of any moment when a light bulb came on. It was just a gradual change in thinking that resulted in the feeling that it's all a load of bunk.

I was raised in the Catholic church. My father was and his father before and so on. Isn't that how most people "choose" their religion? Ask a person why they are Lutheran, Baptist, Jewish, Methodist, Muslim or Hindu. It's because that's the religion that their parents were. At least that's the way it was when I grew up. With broken families and blended home being so prominent these days there is more exposure to other sects than in earlier times. From what I've seen, the average person will chose to follow the one that's the easiest to swallow and that is the least restrictive in the doctrine. After all it's no fun to behave yourself.

The one biggest myth that I have encountered from the people who have entered my life (including my second wife) is that there was no way that I can have any morals. That couldn't be further from the truth. I feel that I am as moral as anybody else on Earth. I don't need some fear of eternal retribution to keep me in line. I have encountered many individuals who feel they can "stretch" the rules because they've been "saved". Or, if they're Catholic, they just take it to confession to get off the hook. I live by the laws and morals of society, and take the hit when I screw up. I must admit I've done my share of it, mostly involving beer before a certain age. I follow my conscience and try to do right by that. It would be nice if our president would do that instead of using religion as an excuse or justification for his actions.

Please don't try to convert me or show me the light. I didn't come to my belief blindly. I have read the bible and have a good idea what's in it. I also know how it gets warped and distorted to justify the means. It's amazing(or should I say amusing) how many people feel if I just hear what they believe, I will just end my "evil" ways. Of course most don't seem to realize that the bible was not written 2000 to 4000 years ago. At least in it's current form. The most popular or well known version is the King James version. Why is it called that? Because King James of England had it rewritten in the 17th century. And something always gets lost or changed in the translation. I'm not an atheist because of ignorance, I am because I looked at what was presented and went from there.

I'll be posting more on the subject of atheism and the control of religion on our government in the near future and would like to have an open and wide ranging discussion...or arguments as the case may be.

Praise for Roy

I came across the following while reading the site here....

>>BTW- why arent they commenting publicly (on the site) abt my writing?!?!?!?
LOL<<

I just wanted to make it known that I look forward to reading your posts. They are so well written and really, they just crack me up! Keep it up!

Sunday, June 27, 2004

Who's Comparing Whom to Hitler?

John Kerry didn't seem to get the point of the ad posted on Thursday on the official Bush website featuring Adolph Hitler. I don't really blame him. There really isn't much of a point to get. The ad is very poorly done, and has caused confusion for everyone.

Today, I got another email from the Democratic Party complaining about the ad. It seems they still don't get what's going on.

What's going on is this: A while back, right before the Super Bowl, MoveOn.org held a contest called 'Bush-in-thirty-seconds'. The idea was to submit a video ad about the Bush administration. The best one would be used as a television commercial. Someone submitted an ad comparing George W. Bush to Hitler. The ad got voted down and was never used.

However, in a new commercial by Bush's own people, parts of the Hitler ad appear along with angry comments from Democrats. I guess the idea is, 'look at how angry they are, they even compare Bush to Hitler'. Because the Bush ad was not done well, the message is not very clear. So, it appears that Bush is comparing the Democrats to Nazis. Even John Kerry and the Democratic Party thought that this was the comparison. They screamed to get the ad removed, not realizing it was actually footage from MoveOn.org, a site by Democrats, that they thought was so offensive. Whoops!

Now, a man named "A. Hitler" has taken out an ad in the New York Times claiming that the Democrats and Republicans really resemble each other more than they resemble him. Moreover, Hitler claims that the true face of evil is this man: