KDE 3.4.1, at long last

You might remember that I used to run KDE 3.4-beta 1. That was under Slackware 10.0. When I upgraded to Slack 10.1, I was forced to revert to KDE 3.3.2. There were packages for KDE 3.4 for Slackware 10.1, but my bandwidth crunch was too thight to download them. Now I managed a sort of workaround for that particular crunch, and I got KDE 3.4.1. Finally !

This new version of KDE is splendid in some aspects, but baffling in others. There’s, for example, a bug that moves desktop icons, and that was present since beta1. It’s telling that KDE went through already one minor-point stable release and the issue is still not fixed.

Overall, however, it is a good and fast desktop, and upgrading is recommended.

The Boom Box Issue

I would like to share with you something that happened to my wife at her work. She is blessed to work at an evangelical (Baptist) institution with a large staff (circa 400 employees), as the CEO’s personal assistant. While she is the CEO’s assistant, her immediate superior is the General Secretary of the outfit. The General Secretary is a lady a little bit older than me; I worked with her in varous capacities since 1997 or so, and she always impressed me by her professional attitude, her friendliness and her commitment to excellence in service. Thus you can guess that this lady gets a lot of respect from me.

My wife and me share a liking for that 80’s music (well, that was our golden age…). I suggested her to get a boombox at her office, so she could hear one of the many “retro” radio stations of Asunción, and she did. She played the music softly, keeping the volume low enough as to ensure that the music would be audible just to her and to no one else.

Now, you must understand a little about Paraguayan Evangelicals. Since we are a minority, many of us still have the marks of a ghetto community. Now this is a hindrance: our country is ready to embrace the Gospel in unprecedented ways, and yet our brethren are a little reluctant to be bold in evangelism. Conversion is not only a spiritual event; it is also a socio–cultural one, where you come to identify yourself with a ghetto by displaying the same token attitudes that would brand you as “one of us”.

It looks like one of these tokens is the choice of radio stations. In 1992, the Mennonite Brethren founded the OBEDIRA FM Station as an all–around evangelical radio, broadcasting some Christian music (almost all of it contemporary), and some sermons. OBEDIRA grew to became currently positioned among the Top 5 radios of all Paraguay, with an impressive broadcast range measured into the hundreds of kilometers.

However, growth in market positioning was inversely proportional to quality: while OBEDIRA already started in the “bad” sector of the quality meter, it only grew worse. Now, the programming is a crass and gross mess of really bad music (for example, some Tex-Mex Christian music that only says something against Satan, and other equally profound and theologically insightful stuff), and worse talk–show, where the deepest subject tackled is Bruce Wilkinson’s The Prayer of Jabez and how it will give you the best blessings.

I thought that my fellow brethren would chose to stay away from such low depths, but I was wrong. Wherever I step into some evangelical realm (a fellow believer’s home, some evangelical institution, the office of some evangelical worker in a company, etc.), the radio loudspeakers are booming OBEDIRA’s crap as obnoxiously as they can get away with. It is almost like they’re flaunting their faith unto any passersby by inflicting them the aural torture of such bovine dung. I never understood it, and every day I understand it less. As for myself, well, the second I found that it was all bollocks I switched the dial away to something better (nothing difficult, by the way).

One day, my wife came home from office, and as soon as I greeted her I saw a look of deep disappointment in her face. She then told me that earlier in the day, the General Secretary send her a note that said, succintly:

Dear Wife_of_Eduardo,

OBEDIRA, please.

Regards, N.

Furthermore, in her weekly evaluation, the G.S. told her: “Here in the General Secretariat we are on the eyes of everybody and we must be very concerned about our image. We must set the example for others to follow. Since we are a Christian organization, we must bear Christian witness even in our choice of radio stations. Therefore I instruct you to listen only to Radio OBEDIRA during office hours.”

I was taken aback, very disappointed. I suggested my wife to return the boombox home, and get done with it. Both of us agreed that silence is better than such crap. But deeper questions remains.

What disappoint me the most about OBEDIRA and my fellow brethren is how ugly the programming is. We understand that the Lord created the world (Hebrews 11:3; Genesis 1:1) through Jesus Christ, who is radiant and glorious (Hebrews 1:2,3). And everything that God created was very good (Genesis 1:31).

Thus, it should be pretty evident that beauty –goodness and truth expressed in the realm of the senses– is deeply rooted in the creative activity of God; and it is out of the question that the quest for beauty, when put in its right priority, is a way to honor and glorify God. As redeemed men and women, we should work out to restore the beauty of God’s world. We must do it because God is beautiful; what He has done to us in choosing and predestining us before the foundation of the world (Ephesians 1:4,5) is beautiful beyond expression; and we are commanded to hope something that it is described as “riches of glorious inheritance”, an “immeasurable greatness” (Ephesians 1:18,19). We also know that the gifts of God are “good and perfect” (James 1:17). It is a serious call: If we are to behave like children of a beautiful, glorious God, we are bound to seek ways of filling this world with His beauty and glory.

Thus, beauty in the world became by creation; and we are called to restore it by redemption. However, Fall complicated things. For one thing, our sense of beauty became deeply flawed. What should be an absolute emanated from the archetypal source of all beauty –God Himself– became the hotbed of relativism. The beauty in the eyes of one beholder is boredom or ugliness in the eyes of other. And not only that; but nowadays so many sins come under an appearance of beauty. The grass is greener on the neighbor’s side of the fence. The strange woman might appear more enticing that one’s own, at times; or what is most pornography but something beautiful put to misuse?

How can we overcome such crippling relativism and deception? Hans–Georg Gadamer, speaking about Kant’s “Critique of Judgment” and the exposition about aesthetics that you find there (in his seminal work Truth and Method), points out that for Kant and for many of the ancient philosophers, this could be overcome by training and education. If you are an uneducated person, you will have tastes pointing out to the crass and the kitsch. However, a good classical education had as one of its goal to equip the budding scholar with tools that would enable him to appreciate the “real” beauty. That is, in order to appreciate a lot of the riches of, say, Homer’s Illiad, one must tackle the study of Classical Greek; if you really want to appreciate the works of Jorge Luis Borges, you must master the Spanish language, and have a working knowledge of English, English protestantism, and the Protestant Bible; and so on.

However, the main thrust for beauty should be the Enlightenment; no, no that one of Leibniz and the like. I am talking about the enlightenment of the “eyes of our hearts” (Ephesians 1:18), that is, the “spirit of your mind”, which can happen only by putting on “the new self, created after the likeness of God in true righteousness and holiness” (Ephesians 4:23,24). In other words, the implications of the theology of redemption strongly suggest that it is the redeemed, regenerated Christian believer the one who should be at the forefront of the quest for beauty. Sadly, as my wife experienced, this is far away from realized among ourselves.

I wonder, why my brethren continue to obnoxiously push such crap as if it were the sum of all that is good? This question also perplexes me in the issue of worship, where the same crass attitude is all too evident. Do they perhaps venture to think that such sacrifices are pleasing to God? Are these sacrifices worthy of a holy priesthood, living stones of the spiritual house of God? I think not.

And thus we have our little situation in my wife’s office. The worst thing of all is that this became a scandal to her. You might now that my wife is Roman Catholic. She is born-again, and the Lord Jesus Christ is her only Savior, but she was raised too Catholic that she would not consider leaving the church at any time. While she and I have true spiritual communion, I agree that the situation now is less than desirable. I am praying so that we could find a good solution to the issue.

The boombox came home, and everything returned to normal. But deep inside my heart, I feel like I hear stones crying out to heaven, because we have become too silent or lazy in so many crucial questions. Do you think that my wife would be inclined now to request membership at my local church? The only certain thing that my lady friend the General Secretary accomplished is to reinforce my wife’s deep notion, that all Protestants are zealots and fanatics and unable to see a camel in front of them because they’re intent in nitpicking each others’ lives. We might be a devout people, but our devotion smacks of fanaticism and ugliness; and truly so.

Kyrie eleison, Christe eleison, Kyrie eleison. Lord, have mercy. Christ, have mercy. Lord, have mercy.

Update: Catez from Kiwiland wrote a fantastic post on a sligthly related question: Why Did God Give Us Intellect?. The whole post is filled with solid gold in insights, and it relates very well to my musings on the Evangelicals’ aesthetic failure. Here’s an especially great passage, only that what she says about women, I would say about Paraguayan evangelicals:

Finally, and this is important, many Christian women have not been encouraged to develop and use their minds in service to God. If any group of people within the wider church have suffered from the anti-intellectualism that has eroded evangelicalism, it is Christian women. When Jesus advised us not to hide our talents but to invest them he was not being gender-specific. If God has given us minds then we are to develop them, exercise them, and use them.

Go there and read it. You won’t be disappointed. Promise!

Three Virtues of a Victorious Church

Sermon preached on Sunday, April 24, at New Life Baptist Temple Church, Asunción, Paraguay, South America.

Text: The main text is Acts 9:31:

So the church throughout all Judea and Galilee and Samaria had peace and was being built up. And walking in the fear of the Lord and in the comfort of the Holy Spirit, it multiplied.

For context: Acts 9:26-31.

Introduction: There are several kinds of virtues, such as the theological virtues (faith, hope, and love; see 1 Corinthians 13), the cardinal virtues (prudence, justice, fortitude, temperance), and others. In this fashion, we can see Luke giving us three virtues of a victorious church.

  1. Peace.
    • It is a distinct peace; not as the world gives (John 14:27).
    • This peace does not refer to the mere lack of conflicts, either internal or external: it is the direct consequence of God’s presence in His church and the individual transformation brought by regeneration.
    • This peace is especially evident in the practice of reconciliation and the exercise of brotherly love (verses 26, 27).
  2. Fear of the LORD.
    • It is the beginning of wisdom (Proverbs 9:10; see also Proverbs 1:7). It means being wise and even cautious, avoiding carelessness (verse 30).
    • This is a way of life. It is a way, and we have to walk through it.
    • It is a deep–rooted commitment to obedience at all costs. For these Christians, it meant having to hide their most notorious convert and budding evangelist, ignoring anything that looked like a promising opportunity.
  3. Comfort of the Holy Spirit
    • This is product of the fear of the Lord.
    • Is shown by the practice of the fruits of the Holy Spirit (Galatians 5:22,23).
    • This brings forth a supernatural renewal of the whole being.
    • Especially, it is manifested in evangelism (Acts 9:28,29).

Conclusion: So, here we have three virtues of a victorious church: Peace, fear of the LORD, and comfort of the Holy Spirit. These are no-frills virtues, simple yet deeply meaningful. Now, let’s consider prayerfully if we are practicing these:

May the Lord bless us as we keep walking in His path of obedience and service. Amen.

Upgraded (again…)

As it is explained in this updated post, the WordPress developers inadvertently messed up with feeds and trackbacks in the 1.5.1 release. They posted a fix, version 1.5.1.1. Every user of WordPress is encouraged to upgrade, so download away!

Meanwhile, I am finishing a long translation that should be due by May 31. I’ll appreciate the prayers of everyone so that I could meet the schedule.

By the way, I’m interested in hearing about your experiences with lulu.com, because I intend to deliver the translation using it. Any thoughts?

Upgraded to WordPress 1.5.1

I’m here, back from the dead… ;-). Sorry for not being able to write; dialup access in a country where phone access is paid by the minute is indeed a harsh master.

I just upgraded the blog software to WordPress 1.5.1. This version includes a number of security and bug fixes, so upgrading is recommended.

I’ll be back soon with more news. Until then, God bless you all!

Cold Mountain: Isn’t that Jim Caviezel?

I watched Cold Mountain the other day. Nothing new here; the movie is mostly irrelevant but not entirely bad.

However, I have a question for people who might have watched it: In the scene where Sarah (Natalie Portman) gets “visited” by some Yankee soldiers, don’ t you think Jim Caviezel is one of them? I checked out the credits at the IMDB and they turn out nothing.

Any clue…?

A Little Story About the New Pope

The world is pretty much awash with the news that Joseph Card. Ratzinger is the new Pope, under the name of Benedictus XVI. I’ll tell you a story about him that not many people know.

One of the Roman Catholic Church sectors most close to John Paul II was the Opus Dei. One day, while talking in a circle of friends on 1991, while visiting Rome, a seminarian from the Opus Dei seminary of Cavabianca (near Rome) told us that the big shots in the Opus Dei were “unsure” about Ratzinger, but they appreciated their commitment to Catholic orthodoxy. They concluded that they had to approach him in some way. They thought convenient to have Ratzinger’s approval and appreciation.

In due time, they invited Ratzinger to celebrate Mass and meet students at Cavabianca. The liturgy they organized established that in some time after Mass, Ratzinger and the two accolytes would turn their backs to the people and, facing the reredos of the beautiful Cavabianca chapel, sing a solemn Salve Regina (that is, “Hail, Queen”, an ancient hymn in honor of the Virgin Mary) with turibulum and full parafernalia.

They did so…
and the people and the accolytes had instructions to sing not so fast. Why? Because they wanted Ratzinger to see the beautiful and high reredos of the Cavabianca chapel. Crafty people, isn’t it?

Update, March 05, 2008: Diego was on the choir on the Ratzinger visit and he denies any kind of “special preparation” for it; therefore, the part of the anecdote that tells that the acolytes had special instructions to sing the Salve slowly must be factually incorrect. Thanks for the clarification.

You Won’t See My Photo Around

Last Wednesday I was getting ready for an important meeting where I was supposed to make a presentation, when I turned on the TV just because I wanted to pinpoint the exact time and temperature of the day. The TV station was hosting a talk show where the guests were some members of ALCO (Asociación de Lucha Contra la Obesidad, in English, “Association for Fighting Against Obesity”, i.e, the local version of Weight Watchers). I was in a hurry, but the little tidbits I gathered from the screen gave me the idea that these fellows were trying to justify their effort of losing weight on the grounds that fat people are victims of discrimination, that fat people are unattractive, that fat people have trouble getting clothes, and on, and on and on. My bollocks detector went wild on the spot.

I remember when Tim decided to post his photo online. It’s OK; he’s nice looking and maybe a good candidate for my youngest sister ;). But you won’t see my photo around, at least for a good while. Why? because I’m fat.

Let it be known for the record: I’m officially overweight. My height is 1m77cm and my weight is roughly 145 kg (American readers, please do the appropriate conversions). As far as I can remember, I was always that way. When I was a little child, I was fat. Even when I went into the ROTC (both in basic training/boot camp and in the Navy ROTC), and despite the fact that I graduated as an ensign with flying colors and despite the fact that every drill instructor I had took the task of getting me lean and mean, I still was very much to the “fatty” side of things.

Why? I don’t know. To everyone who knows me intimately enough, and especially to my wife, it is evident that I do not over-eat. However, hormones doesn’t seem to be the cause; my levels of tyroid hormones are always within the normal range. But the fact is, I am fat.

Being fat has some special ‘challenges’. Finding appropriate clothing is one of them. In my country, some unknown ruling hand decreed that every Paraguayan must be small and weighting no more than 70 kg. Thus, clothing for folks like me are as plentiful as a pro-life Democrat. Going in the streets also has some challenges; for example, sitting in a bus where the separation between each row is of 70cm at most can be difficult.

I just cannot begin to tell how difficult life has been because others felt the need to berate and despise me for being fat. Some have equated my obesity with ‘utter lack of even the most elementary self-discipline’ and treated me accordingly; others simply made cruel practical jokes. My teenage years come especially to mind. Boys would not accept me as a pal; ladies would run away in shock and wouldn’t consider even the slightest romantic interest in my person. I regard my adolescence an extremely dark period of my life, and I am really glad it’s over. But that’s enough; I moved on, and the LORD helped me. It’s in the past, and the past is over. That’s why I don’t talk much about it.

There’s one common thread for all these challenges: They all stem from a lack of consideration and respect for a fellow human being who still is, despite his appearance, an image-bearer of the living and most holy God. This is not a matter that should be taken lightly. That’s why the ALCO folks outraged me so much. They encountered the disrespect and discrimination, and instead of fighting it, they rationalized it, sanctioned it, and used it as an argument for their cause.

No, ALCO. I’m sorry; I’m not going to be a member anytime soon. The LORD willing, I am going to lose weight. I am willing go out of my way in that effort. I am willing to eat much less calories than the amount appropriate for a normal being. I am willing to sweat, to get cramps and to get tired after exercising daily; but I’m not going to do it for the respect I might get —that respect will be met with my utter comtempt.

I’m going to lose weight for the sake of my Lord, who requires me to be a good steward of my body, His temple; for the pleasure of my wife, to whom I am an indebted servant; and for the sake of my own health. These are, I think, very good reasons. To get the respect of a jerk or to be able to wear the latest designer clothing is not.

That’s why you won’t see my photo around anytime soon.

Yikes! I’m back!

Shortly before Holy Week I lost my database. It turned out that there was a HUGE misconfiguration and that my database (the archive containing all the posts and info of this blog) was doomed anyway.

I knew I had a backup of my old database somewhere around the house, but my time crunch and the scarcity of my online time prevented me to get myself to restore it. Until now, of course.

The bottom line: all March posts were lost, but I consider this a small price for recovering from a major mistake such as the one I made.

I intend to write about the crash and my recovery process soon enough. Meanwhile, thanks to anyone who chimed in offering help (especially you, Tim). and Rae, I’m so sorry I was totally unable to even go to comment to the Cheryl fundraiser.

God bless you all, and Happy Easter! He is RISEN!

Slackware 10.1: First Impressions

I installed Slackware 10.1 on elrohir over the last week. As I said before, it was mostly a normal ride, and Patrick Volkerding is to be commended for making such an excellent distro. However, I ran into two problems.

1. First I will tell you about the most annoying issues. For annoyances only, this got me some grey hairs and gnawing of teeth! When I first booted into Slackware, I realized that sound was no longer working. When I tried to set my mixer parameters with alsamixer, all I got was the message “no mixer params found”. What could I do?

Booting into XFCe4 gave me a hint: XFCe4’s mixer allowed for selecting among multiple sound cards. Sound card 0 was devoid of all mixer elements, but lo! Sound Card 1 was there, with all my old mixer elements. Thus, it was a matter of somewhat associating the main sound port with sound card 1, right? Not precisely… Sound Card 0 was identified as snd-via82xx-modem and my main card was identified as just snd-via82xx.

I was able to get sound working by making /dev/dsp a symlink to /dev/dsp1. KDE, however, gave me some trouble. aRts (the KDE sound server) kept crashing until I awkardly had to force directing sound to /dev/dsp1 using OSS (the old, legacy Linux system as opposed to the new, state-of-the-art ALSA system now in use) as the underlying sound system.

I was uncomfortable. Even with sound working, aRts would crash randomly; the mixer did not work, and definitely the situation was not to my liking. I tried everything I knew: I tampered with the /dev directory, used the alsaconf utility (which was not helpful here), and countless other hacks. But then I went into the #slackware channel of the irc.oftc.net network. I shared my problem in the channel, and soon one of the regulars, ka24, suggested I use lsmod and then to add the suspect modules to /etc/hotplug/blacklist. I did so, and after a reboot, that did the trick. Sounds now works like a German toaster again!

2. This other was much less annoying, but it worried me; and the problem was not exclusive with Slackware 10.1, but manifested itself with 10.0 as well, and the problem boy this time was OpenOffice.org.

Slackware does not provide OpenOffice.org packages. That’s generally fine; the vanilla installer available at the OpenOffice.org website is good enough.The version I used in Slackware 10.0 was 1.1.2. This version gave me no installation problems. However, when I tried to upgrade either to 1.1.3 or (later) to 1.1.4, the farthest I could go in the install was to see the initial progress meter, and then the installer would always exit quietly. Thus, I was stuck with an OpenOffice.org version with known issues for use in my job; and OpenOffice.org is critical for it.

What could be the cause for such problematic behavior? I didn’t know. Perhaps the vanilla installers of versions 1.1.3 and 1.1.4 were compiled against libraries newer than those of Slackware 10.0, or incompatible with it. All in all, I was worried; future versions of the program were leaving me behind, and thus I refused to let the issue go. I filed Issue 39693 with OpenOffice.org; and if you see the report, you will notice that it even was closed once. I requested its re-opening, and supplied a stacktrace to help pinpoint the issue down. For many days, I had no luck.

When I first upgraded to Slackware 10.1 on elrohir, I had high hopes that the newer OpenOffice.org versions would work. Therefore, I was happy to learn that OO.o 1.1.4 installed and launched seamlessly right after my Slackware install. However, there was a problem. Some time at a later stage in my upgrade, while rebuilding my older configuration, invoking OO.o resulted invariably in a crash before program startup could be completed. I deleted everything related to OO.o, and tried to reinstall, but oops! now the installer showed the same problem as before in Slackware 10.0!

I was very disappointed in one way; but on the other, I had some clues. What I did after installing OpenOffice.org on the first time was installing some Bitstream fonts I got from a legacy Corel Draw! box I got. I installed almost all of my fonts under the Type 1 format, and I know that OO.o is picky with that format. So, I got an idea to test: First, I deleted all the AFM (Adobe Font Metrics) files in my Type 1 directory:

[root: /usr/local/share/fonts] # rm ./*.afm

Then, I rebuilt the AFM files with pf2afm:

[root: /usr/local/share/fonts] # for i in *.pfb; do pf2afm $i; done

With a fresh and home-made set of font metrics, I tried to install OO.o again, and guess what: It worked like a Swiss clock engine! I can enjoy OO.o 1.1.4 normally now, so I can say that the problem is solved.

However, the issue remains. Obviously, OpenOffice.org versions 1.1.3 and up chokes on some AFM files; but then, why is it that version 1.1.2 never had a problem? This is obviously a regression, and an issue of quality assurance that should be solved. Thankfully, we are working on it. I plan to submit my AFM font sets to OO.o on Monday so they could study the root of the problem.

I’m still alive

I am pressed to finish a job that is fast approaching its deadline. After that –which I expect is going to be anytime today– I plan to post about my Slack 10.1 migration and its issues, as well as some other stuff.

By the way, Happy Valentine’s Day to everyone!

So far, so good…

I finally managed to get Slackware 10.1 running well. For the most part it was smooth sailing, but I had an ugly issue with ALSA and my sound cart that gave me plenty of grief unitl I got it fixed. I expect to post more details tomorrow.

I would also like to thank MeanDean of blogs4God.com for fixing the 403 error. I really appreciate his help and friendly spirit.

Expect more tomorrow…

What’s up with blogs4God?

I saw in my blogroll that blogs4God was recently updated, so I went there to visit. In the last days I got this error:

You don’t have permission to access / on this server.

Additionally, a 403 Forbidden error was encountered while trying to use an ErrorDocument to handle the request.

Apache/1.3.33 Server at www.blogs4god.com Port 80

“So they must be making some repairs”, I thought. However, today, after seeing the “updated” indicator I clicked again on it, only to be greeted with the same error message. I went into a shell account I have on the States and lo and behold, of course I could read the site in all its glory.

Thus, someone over at blogs4God is blocking my IPs. Promptly, I wrote (painfully, I must add, because I was writing over a remote console in some server at the U.S.) some feedback telling me of the problem. But I got this: “Comment rejected. Unauthorized server.” Great. Catch-22 and no way out.

Could some of you be so kind as to let the blogs4God people about this situation? Thanks…

Biblical or Systematic Theology?

Lee at Two-Edged Sword has a thought-provoking post commenting about the dislike on some circles for Systematic Theology, preferring Biblical Theology instead. I commented there my ideas in a nutshell but, as usually happens with great bloggers, they prompt you to think and keep thinking, so the following are some insights on the problem.

Some definitions are in order first. Systematic Theology is the scientific study of God and His works, arranged in a coherent schema or system; it is more or less synonymous with “Dogmatic Theology” or dogmatics. Biblical Theology, on the other hand, principally the collection of results from the induction of Holy Scripture in a more or less organized fashion. Thus you could have a “Theology of the Pentateuch”, or a Theology of the Psalms, and so on. Or you could organize the whole thing by authors, and thus you would have “Pauline Theology”, “Johannine Theology”, and so on.

The scope of these branches of theology should make their positions clear. Systematic Theology deals with God and His work using all branches of revelation (general and special revelation), and not only that, but also any particular piece of human knowledge relevant to the task. Scripture is extremely important because it is the norm, is our only and sufficient rule of faith and practice, but only rule is not the same as only source. Behind the “Biblical vs. Systematic” question is, as one might see, an issue of Sola Scriptura vs. Suprema Scriptura.

All that said, let me be clear in stating the obvious: Biblical theology is fundamentally important. We need to do it. However, its role is ancillary, just as philosophy is also ancilla theologiae. It is important, but it is not a replacement for standard systematic theology, nor it will ever be. It’s a midwife, helping in the greater theological enterprise with an useful mediation between Scriptural truth and the coherent, scientific building of Dogmatics.

Thanks to Matt at Wheat and Chaff for the tip.

Stop the Presses! Two Breaking News!

Today we have not one, but two big stories:

1. First of all, Slackware 10.1 was released today. You can read the announcement and the ChangeLog (complete with a personal note from Patrick Volkerding, Slackware developer). You can download the whole thing; just go to AlphaGeek’s mirrors list to grab the ISOs.


2. Another piece of news which I think is going to be very significant is the announcement by TrollTech that they extended the Qt dual licensing model to Qt/Windows. So, what does that mean?

Qt is a programmer’s toolkit for the building of graphical applications. It has programming code for widgets such as the OK button, checkboxes, radio buttons, etc., and is the backbone of the K Desktop Environment. Qt is a very high quality toolkit that was previously available only under a proprietary license in Windows. However, if you used an Unix operating system, you had a choice: if you wanted to release your applications as Free Software, you could have a Qt license under the terms of the GNU GPL. On the other hand if you wwanted to release your application as proprietary software, Qt could sell you a proprietary Qt license, at a price.

Previously, you didn’t have that choice under Windows. You had to buy the proprietary license. Now, you can also get the choice of either GPL or proprietary in Windows.

I think this is a very good development who could potentially spur the creation of scores of high quality Free Software apps for Windows. Even we might expect, in due time, a release of KDE for Windows :D.

A Stench in the Nostrils of Civilization

Portrait of Ford Hendrickson The image you see at the right is a portrait of Ford Hendrickson, an independent missionary who worked in Venezuela first, and then in Paraguay. He was born on September 11, 1875 in Richland County, Ohio (U.S.); the date of his passing is unknown to me.

Back in the day, I dug into the library of a classmate who was member of a Plymouth Brethren congregation; somehow she got into her library the papers of Mr. Joseph G. Martin, a New Zealander who established the denomination in Paraguay. Among Martin’s papers there was Hendrickson’s missionary autobiography were he described his endeavors. I found particularly striking his account of how he became motivated to do missionary work in Paraguay:

While in North America we had read an article on Paraguay in which the writer had written in rough language describing its poverty, diseases and wretchedness, and closed the article about as follows: “Paraguay, thou art a stench in the nostrils of civilization; the sooner you are disintegrated and divided and governed by better civilized countries, the better it will be for your people and civilization”. After reading this extreme verdict I suggested to Mrs. Hendrickson that if Paraguay was in such a needy condition, we should locate there. From this article and information gathered from other sources we decided to locate our work and general headquarters in Paraguay.

Taking passage on a river boat bound for Asunción, we sailed up the La Plata River to where the Parana and Paraguay Rivers join then up the Paraguay to Asunción, arriving about the first of September, 1928. Within one month we purchased the mission compound and repaired the entire property so that we could begin general work about the first of February, 1929.

Quote taken from the autobiography of Ford Hendrickson, The “Livingstone” of the Orinoco (Interior of South America): the Life Story of Ford Hendrickson, Pioneer, Missionary, Explorer (Wauseon, OH: Publishers of The “Livingstone” of the Orinoco, 1942), pp. 192–193.

I found this fascinating; and I would appreciate any hint about the provenance of the quote.

Back to work

This is just a short note to tell everyone that I’m back to work (and blogging). I would like to thank all the guest bloggers for enriching this blogs with their insights and ideas. I’m indebted to all of you.

Guest: Like a Million Parachutes

There are few things as peaceful and beautiful as snowfall. It may not always be convenient, but at least for the moment it is happening, it is a wonder filled event that always is mesmerizing to me. We had a good snow this past weekend, which, if the weather is typical, will be the last substantial one of the year. Unlike the poet Robert Frost, I was not in the woods nor was I on a horse, but I could imagine “watching his woods fill up with snow.” Who he is doesn’t matter, where doesn’t matter — snow is a in the moment kind of thing: it is to be experienced as it falls.

One day a number of years ago, I sat looking upwards out the window, watching the snow hurdle down from the sky to the sound of symphonies. Time left the equation as I concentrated completely on those tiny little ice crystals parachuting down to cover the lawn. Like the poet, it would be easy to get lost in the beauty of the crisp air and whirling snow. Unfortunately, we, like the aptly named Frost, often have “promises to keep/and many miles to go before [we] sleep.” It is easy to start worrying about the headaches that might come from the winter storm and miss the moment altogether.

The bad thing about snow is watching it melt. After blanketing the world in a clean white blanket, we are forced to look again on the old, dead grass and dirty streets. How nice it would be if underneath the snow was a purified and clean land, but, of course, it is not. It occurs to me how much a snowstorm is like God’s Grace.

The ancient prophet declared, “Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow” (Isa. 1.18, World English Bible). Unlike snow, however, the crimson does not come back — the snow does not melt. It is really purification rather than a facade of ice. Yet, like snow, it is often “inconvenient” — we have committed to follow God’s will rather than merely doing our own — and the beauty of Grace in action is lost as we worry about moving on to the next “important” project. At the very least, it takes skill that I have not yet mastered to truly stop and really take in what is happening every day thanks to God’s work in each of us. Rather than stopping to see the woods fill up with snow, I only see the many miles to go.

Taking the time to observe something as simple as snow allows us to truly seize on the wonder of God’s creation. Sometimes it takes spending time observing little things like this before bigger wonders can even be seen.

Guest: Small Victories, Deep Sorrows

Previous posts from our host, Eduardo, have told the tales of how often a church can be a battle ground far uglier than, say, the politics of the Ukraine. That may be an exaggeration, but I know myself I have come away from voting meetings with feelings sufficient to bring thoughts of suicide. I honestly believe I understand the depth of sorrow experienced by Elijah when he fled Jezebel for the Sinai.

Even when such things do not happen, it is conspicuous for the difference. With such emotional scar tissue, I catch myself thinking, “I better not do that without submitting it for a vote.” This, when it’s merely a matter of moving some furniture in the church-house. This past week, the pastor and I sat in class (no one showed up for Sunday School) and discussed how we would have laid out the auditorium differently. We strode in where we could look at it and discuss the possibilities. It included such things as cutting the platform down to a smaller size, putting the pulpit on the floor, and sliding the outside ends of the pews around so the congregation would all sit at a slight angle facing directly toward the pulpit.

Upon mention of such things to the members who finally began to arrive, they determined it would be done. No vote, no arguments, just “Let’s do it!” That evening, instead of our usual inspirational video, we spent three hours moving the pews and bolting them back down, peeling back the carpet from the platform and cutting it down, moving several other items closer to the walls, etc. When finished, we were quite impressed with what we felt were genuine improvements.

When the members arrived for the next Sunday morning, quite a few came who had missed the previous Sunday. They said almost nothing about the new layout, except a few “How nice!” type comments. With so few feathers ruffled, it only served to remind me how seldom it was this easy. Thanks be to God for calling to serve such a sensible congregation!

Guest: Current Alternatives to Word Processing

During my investigation of ways to back off resource hogs for getting work done, it’s already been noted repeatedly there is no console word processor, and precious few GUI apps are quick and light. For example, Lyx pops up quickly, and works quickly. It’s also as close to WYSIWYG as is really necessary. Yet it requires a huge TeTeX engine behind it for printing. The download for TeTeX is stupendous for dialup users, which is still the number one means of Internet connection world-wide. This also means taking up a large chunk of small harddrives. Saying “lightweight” means light all the way around. Besides, while it’s fonts are the best in the world for printed product, there is no option I know of for making use of the native character mode in any printer.

Variations on groff come closer, but with no word processor frontend as yet. There is nroff, which is quite primitive, and fairly simple as markup languages go. The output is fairly generic and most printers deal with it well. It’s fancier cousin troff is a bit more printer-specific, and the user must select from one of several old printer drivers. Just as Lyx is a GUI frontend for TeX, there could easily be a GUI frontend for roff. That was done once, long ago, with the Andrew Project at Carengie-Mellon. The project was discontinued long ago, and is hardly usable. Even the Linux binaries will scarcely run on anything newer than a distro with a 2.2-series kernel. The more common groff is merely a front for turning the markup into a postscript graphical page and printing via ghostscript. Thus, we lose the speed and simplicity of character-mode printing.

If I must use graphical printing, there is already a much easier path. The markup language known as HTML is more commonly known, and is far more versatile than TeX and roff. It’s obvious use is for the webpage you read now, but through the magic of Cascading Style Sheets (CSS) it’s possible to make a webpage display on-screen one way, and print another. Broad formatting options for a printer-friendly product can be linked in the HTML page to a print.css. All that is required to print is a graphical browser, and most will reliably render the print.css formatting in the print preview function. As electronic document standards advance into XML, there is even a more direct route with a specific document type for printer formatting. To some degree, OpenOffice implements just this sort of thing. However, anyone who has sampled this program knows it plants a huge resource footprint on your system.

This still leaves us with no word processor for character mode printing on the mass of daisy-wheel and dot-matrix printers still in use all over the world. The closest we came from the GUI was with WordPerfect 8 for Linux. WP8 used the old collection of printer drivers from WP5 and WP6, which offered excellent options for character mode printing, using the fonts hard-wired in the printer. Small enough to run on older machines, it sadly requires older run-time libraries now obsolete and regarded as insecure. There is no current offering that comes close. Perhaps if we can voice an audible demand for such a thing, there may be more interest in accommodating those who can’t afford the latest and greatest computer hardware.

Guest: Wake Up and Smell the Coffee

If Coffee Anonymous ever comes into being, I’d probably have to become a card-carrying member. I love that wonderfully strong, aromatically delightful drink that is best known as “coffee.” It strikes me how versatile coffee is — it may just be the most useful beverage ever known to mankind.

I think about the possibilities of times during the day that I might have a cup. There is nothing like getting out of bed and starting a nice, hot pot of coffee. The smell of freshly ground beans permeates the space with such a pleasant aroma that it would almost be worth brewing just for that reason — what other drink can we say that about? Then, after the brewing is over, you get to enjoy that wonderful experience of the hot, bold flavor and the warm steam (which, it never hurts to point out, has been said to have good health benefits). With good quality beans, the experience should not be corrupted with cream and sugar, although with lesser beans, a few drops of creamer does not hurt.

Later, in the afternoon, when one starts to drag, nothing will give an oh-so-critical boost to energy as tasty espresso drink, such as my personal favorite, Caffe Latté. Personally, I prefer my Latte iced. Since a real espresso machine (and not the cheap ones that do not produce authentic espresso) cost far more than I wish to invest, a trip to Starbucks may be necessitated, but it is well worth it. Having missed my morning coffee this morning, and further more, suffering a bit of a headache after a bad night’s sleep, I am presently enjoying such a treat that has restored me to the land of the living.

On a cold night, another hot cup of coffee, perhaps a flavored brew, such as Bavarian chocolate, can really hit the spot. Not only that, but a cup at night can truly be enjoyed more so than one in the morning, permitting plenty of time to savor the smell and taste of good, well roasted beans. We must not forget the other possibilities too — Starbucks bottled Frappuccino  and canned Double Shot Espresso are conveniently available almost everywhere (at least in the U.S.) and the latter is probably a more effective headache killer than even aspirin. For someone like me who may have a dull headache a few times a week, I appreciate something so effective at eliminating it before it gets worse.

Now, before you get all worried, never fear. I do not actually consume all of these wonderful varieties of coffee every day. However, a day without any coffee is truly a sad day. While soda and tea are fine and have their place, I think coffee most certainly deserves the honor of the best and most versatile flavored beverage. Indeed, if I ever had to give it up, I think I could sympathize a lot with Robert Herrick’s “His Farewell to Sack.” Fortunately with none of the ill effects of Herrick’s drink, I think I shall avoid such an unfortunate occurrence.

Summer Movies Galore: K-19: The Widowmaker

Info on the Internet Movie Database When K-19: The Widowmaker first came to our town, I passed on the opportunity to see it; “I don’t need another catastrophe on film”, I thougt. Later on, in my goings to the video rental store, I saw this movie again, and once more I ignored it. Perhaps my reaction was due to my disappointment at learning that this was no “Hunt for Red October” movie, but something about an accident and the men that barely managed to save their lives. However, one day my wife stopped at the video store on her way home, and brought it. “I thought you might like it,” she said. Oh well. As usual, it paid off to heed my wife’s advice. If I can tell anything in advance about the movie, it is that I liked it a lot; and that you might as well, too.

The movie is set in 1961, the year when the Cold War reached one of its peaks at the Cuban Missile Crisis. As the initial screens dutifully remind us, these were the years where the doctrine of Mutually Assured Destruction was in full sway. Those were the years of nuclear bunkers, multi-megaton termonuclear devices, and spooks real or imagined. Pretty romantic for many, but definitely not funny for those who had to live through these years.

In the midst of that scenario, the Soviet Navy is ready to give operational status to their newest nuclear submarine, the K-19. She is a “boomer”; that is, she’s a submarine intended mostly for firing of missiles containing thermonuclear warheads. In other words, K-19 is not an attack submarine whose main mission would be establishing naval superiority through an array of offensive weapons directed at enemy threats on the air, the surface, and under the surface. However, she does have torpedoes, as all boomers do, mainly for defensive purposes. The ship is powered by two nuclear reactors, located at fore and aft, respectively, and is powered by a sizeable crew. The main movie set is very well thought out, and reflects the state of Soviet naval technology of the late fifties and early sixties. It also conveys very well the cramped, claustrophobic atmosphere inside the submarine.

With all that said, the movie starts off. After a verbal skirmish with one of his superiors, Captain Mikhael Polenin (Liam Neeson), the ship’s commander, is relieved from command. But since time was running thight, he was assigned as Executive Officer (XO), or second in command. For the command post, the Russian Navy selected Captain Alexei Vostrikov (Harrison Ford), the son of a disgraced naval commander who died in the Gulag, but with newfound influence thanks to his marriage to a niece of a Politburo member. Soon it is pretty evident that the commanding styles of both men are different and opposite, and this is reflected in the crew as well.

After fulfilling their first objective (a missile test launch near the North Pole), the submarine heads for the American East Coast for patrol duty. Then the unthinkable happens: a major coolant leakage in the aft reactor causes the temperature of the chain reaction to rise way above their safety level of 400 C or lower. The reactor crew tries unsuccessfuly to halt the chain reaction. Soon enough, the reactor temperature reaches levels dangerously high, and if it explodes, it could start a massive explosion of the submarine’s nuclear arsenal. Given the current political climate of tension, distrust, Cold War and Mutually Assured Destruction, this not only would be a major environmental catastrophe; this would bring Armageddon.

Thus we have the main conflict in the story. This is the stage for a major showdown of character in face of adversity, a true test of convictions. The movie delivers, and the tale that ensues is harrowing, gut-wrenching, and strangely exhilarating to the very end. I mean, the acting is OK, even though it is nothing to write home about; but I couldn’t help thinking of the catastrophe of K-141 Kursk, sunk in the Barents sea in August 13, 2000, with all hands. The K-19 episode was so close to this and much more.

Overall, I liked the movie, and I have no problem to give it my recommendation. Very good in several respects.

Some points worth considering

At the end, there are several points worth noting in the development of the movie:

The clash of leadership styles. It was pretty clear that Captains Vostrikov and Polenin had leadership styles pretty different. Polenin was friendly, and almost paternalistic; he believed in leading a group of friends, coworkers, and subordinates. He saw himself more as a facilitator than as a true commander, relying on the trust and respect of his crew. Vostrikov, on the other hand, pushed the crew to its limits almost from the start, and the crew almost broke down under the pressure. He wanted to maintain a cohesive crew, bound by the common crush of adversity, real or made-up. He also failed to show true naval leadership, because a captain should not put his crew under continuous, torturing pressure. He should set high standards, and stick to them; but crew morale should be high as well. Vostrikov relied too much in the political commissioner for maintaining the morale; but morale, as well as the setting and maintenance of high standards of seamanship, is a function of the Captain’s leadership.

It is worth mentioning that both men based their leadership in paternal figures. There’s one scene when Polenin tells Vostrikov, “I believe the captain should be like a father to his crew”, to which Vostrikov retorted, “If you knew my father you would be paralyzed by fear.”

This is interesting because God is our Father, too; so how paternal figures are presented to us are critical in our relationship to God. We are often too quick to judge people who reject our Lord; and in many occasions, they never knew a real father figure, or what they had was just a stern dictator who never showed true affection.

The value of human life. Early in the movie, a high-ranking naval officer tells Capt. Vostrikov that Polenin “placed his ship and his crew above the interests of the Party”. Later on, at a very heated moment, Vostrikov states that his loyalty Lies only with the Soviet state. What becomes clear from this contrast is the true outcome of materialistic worldviews: human beings are no more than little thinking machines and they have a value exactly equal to any other piece of machinery. The only valuable, important being, is The State; and when some piece of junk becomes more valuable, human lives are ditched without a second thought. Vostrikov echoes this worldview, while Polenin’s actions tell that he still regarded human life as sacred in some way.

So we have a dilemma: should we carry our mission and lose lives, or save lives and fail to accomplish our mission? Master and Commander: The Far Side of The World, which I hold as the best naval movie in many years, illustrated this dilemma in many ways; but there is a scene where Capt. Jack Aubrey tells Maturin that he, as a captain, has to look for the well-being of his crew, but sometimes he had to choose mission over crew lives, and the crew knew it and even expected it. However, in Soviet naval doctrine this “sometimes” was changed to “every time”. And here we see the profound, de-humanizing force of socialistic materialism. As usual, C.S. Lewis said it all:

The rescue of drowning men is a duty worth dying for, but not worth
living for. It seems to me that all political duties (among which I
include military duties) are of this kind. A man may have to die for
our country, but no man must, in any exclusive sense, live for his
country. He who surrenders himself without reservation to the temporal
claims of a nation, or a party, or a class is rendering to Caesar that
which, of all things, most emphatically belongs to God: himself. (Learning in War-Time)

True loyalty. We already saw that Captains Polenin and Vostrikov were in strong disagreement as to how to handle the ship; and this disagreement and clash of leadership styles was apparent to the crew. However, Polenin knew his place as a sailor and his loyalty was to the ship’s captain, even in testing times.

During one scene there’s a mutiny led by two high-ranking officers. They wanted to hand the ship to Polenin; but Polenin refused, gave back the command to Vostrikov, and placed the two men under arrest. Later on, in the investigation that followed the incident, Polenin is speaking of Vostrikov in the highest terms, saying even that it would be an honor to sail under Vostrikov’s command.

This is also important considering that a follower of the Lord could face trying and tough times; and while one might question God, it is essential to keep following Him.

What is a real hero? The reactor officer, Vadim (Peter Sarsgaard), freaked out when he had to go inside the reactor room to perform emergency repairs in dangerous conditions. Though he got strange glances from other members of the crew, no one questioned him. Later on, when the repair broke out, he went on on his own and fixed it, getting twice the radiation exposure, and the captain told him that he was a hero. The point is, Vadim behaved like a coward first, but then he gave decisive and courageous help. It is OK to be afraid: the stuff heros are made of is not precisely lack of cowardice or fear, but a realization that these feelings are real, and are dealt with by a conscious choice of the will.

Widespread corruption costs lives. In one of the first scenes of the movies, a test fails because of a defective switch. A doctor dies trying to get to the supply truck, because he was given the wrong drugs. One of the gauges in the reactor room is defective: the operator must give it a tip with the finger to get the correct reading. The failure of the aft reactor is due to a leaky pipe. When emergency repairs had to be made in a high radiation environment, it turns out that there are no anti-radiation suits in the boat. See a common thread? Failure to follow standards, willingness to cut corners in production, too many mistakes made by a careless bureaucracy, all this points out to widespread corruption. Someone lined his pockets with the rubles that were necessary to make the submarine run smoothly. For this greed and carelessness, several crew members died.

Faith vs. superstition It is comical to see how superstitious the sailors were. When the champagne bottle did not break during the ship’s dedication, they thought: “We’re cursed!”. It is comical because these sailors were supposedly the cream of the crop of Soviet Russia, the foremos example of atheism by establishment. In another scene, one of the operators of the reactor was holding a cross when the reactor officer (Vadim) saw him, and reminded him that no religious icons or images were allowed inside the ship. Later on, when this same operator was lying in the infirmary, dying from radiation poisoning, Vadim himself put the cross on this man’s trembling fingers. How great the irony; when you refuse to submit to God in faith, you’re left to the worst –and crippling– superstition.

The Myth of Self-Esteem

One of the majorly destructive myths of US culture is that self-esteem needs to be built up to a healthy level. There are a few things patently wrong with this. Mostly, it leaves God out of the picture by assuming that we have the ability to do things in and of ourselves. Some Christian psychologists seem to re-define the term to fit a biblical view. This also bothers me because it results in misconceptions and smooths the path to acceptance of similary termed secular ideas, not to mention that I think they usually hit the middle rather than defaulting to a purely biblical viewpoint on the issue.

My alternative, although I feel the need to study this further and welcome you joining me, is that we need to fully understand our purpose in God as he has revealed it to us. In secular self-esteem, we hold the statements of others or our accomplishments (and lack thereof) as the basis for our understanding of our own worth. This, ultimately is placing others before God by relegating God’s opinion as just another statement among many, if at all.

So where do we find our worth? Simply, in the sacrifice God made for us. Jesus Christ willingly died for us and God allowed his only and perfect son to be killed. We are told that all heaven rejoices when one soul is saved.

Apparently, God thinks much of us and so should we. We are the only creation He has expressed such a connection with. Our worth comes from God’s pleasure in us, His plan for us, and His provision to meet that plan. From this I draw that when I look at myself and find anything that is worthy of esteem, I should direct that esteem towards the creator, God and not myself.

We are part of creation and so are an example of His handy work. Additionally, we are given special attention in creation. We have our own day and that doesn’t include the creation of our women. We are the only part of creation God gave such attention. I like to consider humanity as God’s masterpiece. This care trickles down into each of us individually.

Another aspect, to think poorly of ourself is to suggest that God was not a mastercraftsman in you and calls into question His sovreignty and perfection. To think to highly of ourselves is to consider ourselves greater than God. Additionally. we should remember our sin as we calculate, but also that this is negated beause Christ already cleared this sin. Again, an example that we are nothing without the sustaining power of God.

I have not done much to support this with chapter and verse as I consider the references to scripture to by general and commonly accepted. I would gladly find support in the event that something here peaks someone’s interest.

Guest: Blogging and Journalistic Transparency

Serious bloggers don’t take themselves too seriously. If they did, there’s too a good a chance no one else would.

A very human necessity in publication is humility, purely on the grounds that such is what adds to our credibility. Only the most monumental talent can afford hubris, and that with great risk. As Christians, all the more so do we recommend that virtue. To know your place in the Kingdom is to rejoice merely at citizenship, but to otherwise deflect attention from self and point to the King. His glory is our primary welfare. We regard our talents as His love gifts, however weak or powerful they may be.

As Christian bloggers, we do well to heed sane voices. I regard David Berlind of CNet as such, most of the time. His commentary on credibility in journalism and in blogging does a fine job of showing the common ground for both forms of reporting.

The issue at heart is transparency. Jesus said, “Blessed are the pure in heart” — which I take to include the concept of transparent motives. The finest, most godly agenda in the world loses power for being partially concealed. That is not God’s way. True, Jesus clothed many of His teachings in parables, but that obscured the message only for the spiritually obtuse. His promise was the Holy Spirit would eventually make all things clear; just remember the story. Yet the Master also taught at times in plain language. When accused of being a secretive subversive, the accusation failed on His reminder that He taught openly in the streets.

Most of us are aware, I hope, that we owe the major media a great deal of skepticism. Anytime our doings involve a profit motive, that tends to taint all other motives that might be present. On the other hand, lacking any accountability is equally dangerous. Our independence as bloggers insulates us from the more obvious accountability to others. Our only restraint is self-restraint. I suppose I could mention that the bloggers’ currency is fame, and note further the fickleness of readers. For Christians, we rightly assume that’s a minor issue. Again: humility is required. We are otherwise spoiled brats disgorging a mere diary. There’s a place for that in therapeutic self-examination, but otherwise it only confirms us in our bad habits.

Let it be found that Christian bloggers are on the forefront of transparency.

"Tron" or Windows vs. GNU/Linux

For Christmas, I received "Tron" (The 20th Anniversary Collector’s Edition). Things have settled down enough so that I was able to view it today. It has been a few years since I last saw it, and then I was a little distracted and didn’t catch some of the things I did this time.

Before I get going to far, as word of self-introduction. My name is Josiah Ritchie (flickerfly as I’m known on Buzzing Bye, my blog) and I am an IT pro using Gentoo Linux, Windows 2000, XP and 2003. I’m a huge fan of Gentoo and not of the other OSs in that list. I am a moderate fan of several other distros. I have been a Christian for 19 years. I hope to acquire my AA (and move onto a BA) at Washington Bible College at the end of this semester, when I pass “English Comp 2”, a notoriously heavy work-load class that I’m looking forward to with a touch of trepidation. Someday, I’m going to figure out how to use my conglomeration of skills on the mission field. Back to our regularly, scheduled program…

First, "Tron" is a cute allegory between the digital realm and the physical realm. Within that digital realm, I see another allegory, not intended, but interesting in the concept of foreshadowing. Within the digital realm, there is a good force and a bad force. The bad/rouge “Master Control Program” is a program designed to learn by assimilating the programs found on other networks into himself. Eventually, the MCP determines that he could improve the management of earth by 900 to 1200 percent and begins the process of doing without man, much in the same way as Asimov’s “I, Robot” short story collection theorizes and the recent movie by the same name with Will Smith.

Anyway, to the software development corollary. I suggest that the MCP is Windows and those fighting against the MCP are Linux. The MCP is the one big thing in charge. It integrates lots of things into one marriage of lots of features. In the movie, the MCP appears to be so unweidly that the humans lose control of it and it develops as it chooses. Linux, rather is a conglomeration of many different parts that the user organizes together as it sees fit to accomplish the task at hand. The operating system itself is developed as a kernel, “Linux”, and the programs that make it possible to work with the kernel, “GNU”. Hence the GNU/Linux name many people use. Outside of that, you have a multitude of other lesser utilities like grep, tr, sort, sed, locate, cat and less. That is, as any experienced shell coder knows only a very small collection of what is available. Piping these together makes the GNU/Linux OS powerful in a way that Windows couldn’t imagine, but is working towards emulating. We can even break this down to the kernel. The Linux kernel is normally compiled in a modular way allowing the admin to add or remove the ability to work with certain devices or complete certain tasks at will. This is somewhat emulatable in Windows, but only to a degree.

In the long run I’m saying that things are much more under control, both in development and by the end-users as it is much easier to work with small, not so complicated things than it is to try to wrestle with one big part. That is, afterall, one of the basic tenents of troubleshooting, and who hasn’t heard of the ever so popular acronym KISS?

In the movie, the monster MCP tries to take over the world by trusting in itself and is taken down by the smaller and more agile programs that are able to be easily worked with by users.

Maybe, for my next post I will coorelate the MCP vs. the programs struggle to aspects of faith…

Guest: Cry for the Console

Sometimes I like to think I know how John the Baptist must have felt. He was described as the lone voice crying in the Wilderness (John 1:23). From time to time I hear echoes, but nothing solid. The like minds are all isolated, as far as I can tell. Many share my thoughts, but no one seems ready to commit time and resources to it. I’m talking about the Linux/Unix console as desktop.

Of course, I overstate the case. You can find a few recent attempts — and some not so recent — to hightlight the current possibilities. Still, what they describe falls short of my dreams. If what I read on Usenet and other sites is any indicator, I’m in good company. In fact, I’d even accept a modified framebuffer GUI, as long as it didn’t require the 50-100MB footprint that X takes these days. I have read that it’s possible to use the framebuffer driver for odd-ball graphics chips, but that’s just X at a slow speed. As a non-coder, I have no idea what’s involved, so don’t expect a high level of technical discussion from me. My reading on the framebuffer has only proven to me there’s no documentation for the average user. Without some more expert guidance, I am unlikely to differentiate between the potential for such things as the plain console, framebuffer, SVGAlibs, and whatever else applies to this subject.

So there are a few good apps for the console, indeed. I’ve managed to work that way at times when helping someone with a machine that lacked sufficient RAM to run X. If I had to, I could get my work done that way, too. I wouldn’t like it much. I am aware of several projects that bring a partial measure of comfort to the console, but none that gives me what I need. For example, screen allows you to work with multiple console “desktops” without having to log into another console. However, I know of no simple way to make it work with bash, because screen grabs too many important keystrokes for internal use. I’m playing with links-2 and elinks as an alternative to lynx, which I’ve used for a long time. They both do some things to approach the usefulnesss of Arachne for DOS.

Therein we find something to envy. DOS can’t hold a candle to Linux/Unix for all the security and stability, not to mention networking, but it beats the console for apps any day. There are a few programs that have bridged the gap by appearing on both — joe, for example. Still, there is to my knowledge nothing that even approaches a word processor for the console. As one whose primary computer use is as a writer, that’s the holy grail. In DOS there are dozens. There was at one time a console version of WP8, if you could shell out the $800 (US) for a copy. There was a full suite for Unix, called Enable, available up until about 1990 or so, that offered the whole kit: word processor, spreadsheet, database, and other goodies. It was sold for DOS, too. At least one other company claims to have a Linux console office suite, but the test version won’t run on recent distros. The closest Linux comes is a raft of plain text editors. Those are all great, except that not one is primarily a writer’s tool. All are coder tools first, with varying features that mimic word processing needs to some degree. Even then, we run into the problem that character-mode printing support is poor to none. I realize that usually requires the app have its own printer drivers, so I can’t comment too much. Still, I miss being able to get high-speed printing in raw mode with italics and bold print. Yes, I know, almost nobody else cares about raw-mode printing. Humor me, okay?

I’ve seen a pair of spreadsheets, but with little interoperability with other console apps. I’m not aware of any database applications that would work like an address book, for example. To my knowledge, darn few apps that work with a mouse in Xterm work with gpm. As it is, Linux ditros have gotten away from console mousing, compared to Unix, where it’s the default to have it running. In FreeBSD, for example, the console mouse is more or less scooped up for X use. In Linux, the last time I tried it the thing crashed X. Still, even if we accept the necessity of a GUI of sorts, I’m not convinced X is the best answer for everyone. Yet, as far as I know, there really is no other answer. Be it pure console, semi-GUI or full GUI, I’d love to see someone seriously pursue Linux/Unix desktop use for the home/office without the bottomless pit of computer power that is X.

Gone fishin’

Today marks the start of my long, overdue, and law-mandated vacation. I’ll be, God willing, vacationing from Jan 17 thru Feb 1. Please pray for a good, relaxing vacation that will allow me to ‘charge my batteries’. I really need it.

Some friends volunteered to guest blog in The Grey Shadow during my vacation. I appreciate every one of you; thanks for caring so much about this little blog. I might be reading or posting, but I cannot guarantee anything since I’ll be on dialup on a dying laptop.

I plan to resume normal blogging activities on Wednesday, February 2nd, when I return to my office. Until then, Godspeed and blessings!