Author: Michael

  • Last moments: Mom’s perspective

    When I got in to P——-n last night, mom and I talked about my recollection of Dad’s last moments. Much to my surprise and amusement, she had a completely different take on what happened, even down to how much time elapsed (she thought it couldn’t have been two or three minutes, when I thought it took at least ten before it was over).

    Mom was standing by the bed as Joe was getting up. She said that, all of a sudden, he simply collapsed, with part of his weight falling on her. She couldn’t support him, so told him to fall back on to the bed. I don’t think she could tell you if Joe was able to respond at that point, or whether she was able to redirect some of his movement so that he fell back on the bed. But he did.

    When she called me upstairs, she said she felt that Joe had suffered a massive collapse, probably coronary, and that it was all over. But she didn’t know what to do next which is why she called the nurse. She had no recollection of pulling out the flyer to determine if this was it or not, and insists she didn’t think for a second that this wasn’t the end. In fact, she added that she specifically recalled taking note of one sign of imminent death just a few moments before Dad collapsed. (In case you can’t figure it out, I’m holding back a few details in these posts).

    She also said that I was talking about pounding on Dad’s chest to try to revive him, but that she talked me out of it. Of course, I only recall sharing my mental process–that I felt like I should, but that Joe wouldn’t have wanted it.

    Anyway, I’m quite sure my version of events is just as valid (and invalid) as hers. Our own little Rashomon.

  • JDJ: Putting a Face on SOA

    My first published article, "Putting a Face on Web Services and SOA," just came out in the March issue of Web Services Journal. Very exciting.

  • How to lose a flame war

    Mike S. also chimed in on my flame war, introducing Godwin’s Law, which states that:

    1. in any Internet flame war, as soon as someone makes an analogy to the Nazis, the discussion is over, and the person who made the analogy has lost the argument.
    2. as the length of the flame war increases, the probability of the introduction of Nazi analogies approaches one.

    Of course, you can’t actually invoke Godwin’s Law. You can’t say "you brought up the Nazis, the discussion is over, I win." But when somebody loses it and launches an ad hominem attack, you just walk away.

    Now, it’s not like anyone actually brought up the Nazi’s in the flame war I talked about earlier, but the broader principle, which is what I gleaned onto, is that the person who launches an ad hominem attack looks like an idiot. So the best strategy is to walk away, rather than respond in kind.

  • Hunting with Scalia

    My friend, Mike S., made a hilarious comment to me over drinks at Casanova this evening.

    I think everybody has forgotten the story of Vice President Dick Cheney and Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia going on a duck hunting trip together in Louisiana just a few weeks before the Supreme Court was scheduled to hear arguments regarding the Vice President’s handling of the Bush administration’s energy task force.

    Oh Dick, please? Maybe invite Justices Thomas, Roberts and Alito while you’re at it?

  • Last moments

    Ever since October, I’ve been going over my Dad’s last moments in my mind. Over. And over. And over. Can’t get ’em out. Probably never will. But maybe writing them out will make them run through my head less frequently.

    Be forewarned: this post is about the death part of life, and it may not be pleasant reading.

    The day before, my Dad, Joe, got a call from his doctor, telling him his kidneys were failing, and that he needed to come in for another transfusion. That was it. Joe had had enough. He declined the transfusion, and asked to go on hospice care.

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  • Profile of Edward Glaeser

    Last Sunday’s New York Times Magazine had, to me, a
    fascinating profile by Jon Gertner
    about the economist Edward Glaeser and his
    views about urban development, real estate prices, and zoning restrictions.

    Gertner wrote that Glaeser recently completed a study on the Boston metro residential real estate market between 1980 in 2000, and that he considered two
    potential theories. The first was build-out: that there was no more land left
    to build housing on, so the increase in real estate prices was due entirely
    demand exceeding supply. The second was that building permits were scarce, not
    land, suggesting that supply was being restricted by legislation.

    Glaeser concluded it was the second: that governments had actually created the supply problem.

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  • Scooter Flame War: Equipment makes the photo?

    Now that my initial ire has cooled, I am reminded of this awfully terribly politically incorrect picture about internet flame wars on a fark.com thread sparked by an article about some entertainment figure insulting the organizers of the special olympics. Always a bit embarassing to become part of a flame war, even if I do think it was justified. Yeah, who cares if it’s justified, or if I’m right. I was still dumb enough to participate in the flame war.

    Anyway, to follow-up on my post from below, after I clarified my position about what bothered me about Matt’s post, Matt replied with an ad hominem attack. But in that attack, he made an interesting comment: "It’s not like National Geographic contracted you to go to a scooter rally with your crappy $200 digital camera."

    So two minor points:

    First, I shoot with a Canon Eos Rebel I’ve owned for eight years now, and, except for the rare roll of black & white, I shoot chrome, (for the last six years, specifically Kodak E100 VS and E200 film). I use three lenses, an 19-35mm wide-angle, a 28-80mm medium-range lens, and a 70-300mm long lens. I’d say I use the 28-80 about 60% of the time, the long lens about 30% of the time, and the wide lens the remaining 10% (it’s rarely necessary, but when you need it, you need it). And, of course, I have a bunch of other crap, including a Manfrotto tripod, some filters, an extension tube, yada yada yada. Probably $3k worth of camera junk. Not a pro rig, barely even pro-sumer, but decent for what I needed when I first got started.

    Second, the post implies my photography is of poor quality. I do take pride in my work. In fact, I take my work about as seriously as the owners of some of the scooters I photographed in Las Vegas take their bikes. I will be the first to admit that I’m not a pro, especially when friends suggest my stuff is professional quality. I can tell the difference in a heartbeat. Oh, I have sold some pictures, but I can count the number on one hand.

    Now the major point:Saintly_dude_1 Clock_tower_1

    But the really interesting implication is that equipment makes the photo. I think that’s a big fallacy. Equipment gives a photographer flexibility, provides a greater range of options. Take, for example, that wide-angle lens I rarely use: For architectural pictures, or for anything where I can’t move Face_in_crowd1far enough back for my medium-length lens to capture the entire subject, it’s invaluable. But that’s not to say I need to capture the entire subject, like clock tower and crowded staircase in Santiago de Compostella (note the slight curve of the tower–that’s distortion from the wide lens). Sometimes, focusing in on just a few details–like this bas relief on the tower, or a man sitting in the crowd, looking up at the steeple— can make just as compelling a picture, if not more so, than the broader subject. The first picture I could never have taken without special equipment. The second and third I could have taken with my cell phone, though it would have been grainy.

    Arak_injure1 But let’s get even more specific, and take a look at some pictures (first and second) I took back in 1997. They look pretty good, they capture a lot of emotion, a lot of pain and distress. Any idea what kind of equipment I used?

    I took them with a point-and-shoot, press-here-dummy camera that couldn’t have cost more than $100, and I shot them using low-quality consumer film.

    To go in another direction, a friend from business school decided to buy an expensive digital SLR before a trip we took together to Costa Rica. When he got back, he was completely disappointed in the quality of his pictures: they tended to be out-of-focus due to camera shake. His solution was to purchase even more expensive lenses with anti-shake technology. But my pictures, taken with my old, beat-up Canon gear, were all crystal clear, and I didn’t use a tripod or expensive, anti-shake lenses. Why? Just a matter of being familiar with my equipment, and knowing my own and my equipments’ limitations. When I didn’t have sufficient light getting through the rain forest canopy, I knew exactly what shutter speed I could barehand a shot at, and at what focal length. If it was too slow, I braced myself against a tree. Or switched to faster film. Or narrowed the depth of field. Or zoomed out. All sorts of tricks that you could pull off with a thirty-year-old SLR. (OK, I also used a $35 attachment to my $500 flash gun that focused the light, throwing it 100+ feet up into the canopy. But skill had something to do with it, too!).

    Anyway, give me a crappy $200 digital camera and a rookie a $20K, top-of-the-line pro kit from Canon, and my pictures will be better than the rookie’s, 99 times out of 100. Give a pro a crappy $200 digital camera and me the top-end Canon kit, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll be able to hold my own.

  • Scooter Flame War: Don’t share, unless you share our way

    Had a frustrating interaction with a couple of folks in the scooter crowd. A friend suggested that I share my pictures of High Rollers, so I posted a link to them on the San Francisco scooter group on Yahoo.

    First comment was from a guy asking me to put my pictures on scoot.net. Well, it was actually more of a statement/demand than it was a request, but there was nothing judgmental about it, and it was polite, if a bit curt.

    After a few more escalating posts, this one guy–let’s call him Matt–said "come on people… if you want to share your pictures, post them on scoot.net. Its tradition in the scooter community."

    To me, the "come on people" was a clear statement of exasperation at my not fitting into Matt’s view of the scooter community.

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  • The problem of light in the night

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    The only picture from The Strip that caught my interest at all was of
    the volcano in front of the Mirage. I camped out at this hotel for 35 to 40 minutes, initially waiting for the "eruption" to start,
    and then to snap pictures during the fairly lengthy eruption.
    I think I
    took a full roll attempting to capture a waterfall picture with the
    interesting red lighting of the volcano. ItMirage_flame_small actually proved to be
    a pretty tough shot.

    Two reasons:

    1. The bursts of fire:
      These
      provided so much light that I could have taken a picture without the
      tripod. Anyway, with so much light, the smoothed waterfall effect
      disappeared.
    2. The Mirage hotel itself:
      I don’t know why I
      didn’t think of this before I started taking pictures, but I had a
      metering problem. I wanted to take a picture of a very dark object with
      dull red light. The problem was that right behind it was an object with
      better lighting, and a much brighter color of light (yellow). That
      second object was the hotel. So when I had pictures without flames, the
      hotel was overexposed, pulling attention away from the deep red light
      of the eruption. If I had just moved one or two hours clockwise, the
      Mirage would have been out of the frame, and my problem would have been
      solved.
  • The Strip

    Mandalay_bay_smallI uploaded the photos I took of the Las Vegas strip today. A bit disappointing. Lesson number one was about timing. I mean, I think pictures of Las Vegas have to be taken at night. Daylight and Las Vegas just don’t fit together in my mind. But I didn’t plan my time properly, so I didn’t take a single picture in that ideal hour immediately after sunset. To give you an example, compare this picture of Notre Dame de Paris and of Mandalay Bay Hotel.

    You see the difference in that midnight blue? The picture from Paris I took just a few moments after sunset–maybe 20 minutes max. It’s so funny that that deep blue is called midnight blue, when the sky at midnight is just black and flat.Notre_dame_midnight_blue_1
    Anyway, you get the idea. I got some interesting pictures, but not quite as artistic as they could’ve been.

    I also spent a lot of time on Fremont Street–that’s downtown Las Vegas and the historical center of the gambling industry in Las Vegas. You know, the cigarette smoking cowboy in neon? That’s on Fremont Street, where few high rollers go. The challenge with Fremont Street were the supports holding up the archway above the pedestrian area (not that anyone else will catch this, but this reminded me a great deal of the covering over the main shopping street in Damascus’ old walled town). While the supports were quite artistic, and almost natural looking, they really got in the way of my shots. It was easy enough to get a picture of one bright neon sign’ but to get two to provide a little bit of depth and perspective was damn hard.

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    What made it even more annoying were the security guards. Why do people assume that a tripod makes a professional photographer? Photography is perhaps the most popular hobby in the United States. I’ve seen estimates that 80 million households in the United States own a 35mm camera. If the average household is comprised of three people, that means that 80% of households in the United States has a camera. I’ll grant you that only a small proportion of them own expensive tripods that are over eight-feet tall when fully extended. But I was approached twice by security guards on Fremont Street informing me that commercial photography was prohibited. One of them actually threatened to sue me. Talk about a wonderful welcome from Las Vegas.

    Judging by a tripod is actually pretty stupid. Judging by the size of the lenses on my camera–now that’s using your noggin. One of the best factors for determining the price and quality of a lens is the aperture width. The aperture, in case you didn’t know, is the opening inside the lens that lets light in to hit the film. The wider the aperture, the more light gets in, meaning you can use slower, higher-quality film with less light. But to have a wide aperture requires a wider lens, and that means more glass. Lots of expensive, photo-quality glass. but for a dumb security guard, paying attention to how big the lens on the camera body is will tell you either that the photographer is really rich, or is a pro. Needless to say, my long lense has an f-stop of 4.0 (5.6 at 300 mm). A pro would have an f-stop of 2.8 or below and a lens twice as large.

    Okay, I should explain the switch between aperture width and f-stop. The f-stop is the focal length divided by the diameter of the aperture. So an f-stop of 4.0 with a focal length of 70 mm means that the aperture width is 17.5 mm. So why use f-stop rather than the actual aperture width? It’s just a matter of normalization. Each ‘stop’ represents a
    halving of the light intensity from the one before, and hence a halving of the area of the pupil. in other words, it’s an effort to present a common measurement of light reaching the film (and the requisite shutter speed and aperture width) that is independent of the length of the lens (since the greater the magnification of the lens, the less light that reaches the film).

    Anyway, to get back to the size-of-the-lenses issue, a long lens requires more light (the object is farther away), so the aperture has to be wider (where f=focal-length/aperture-width, as the focal-length increases, so must the aperture width to reach the same f value). So pro is likely to have a really big fat long lens. I realize that none of this made any sense.

    The high-end hotels were actually much more accommodating. None of them bothered me with my camera at all.

    But enough of my rant about the warm and accommodating security guards on Fremont Street.