Quote of the day

I sometimes enjoy saying that anybody’s life can be encompassed in about 10 wonderful jokes. One of my favorites is about an American singer who makes his debut at La Scala. He sings his first aria to great applause. And the crowd calls ‘Ancora, vita, vita.’ He sings it a second time, and again they call for an encore. Then a third time and a fourth … Finally, panting and exhausted, he asks, ‘How many times must I sing this aria?’ Then someone tells him, ‘Until you get it right.’

That’s how it is with me – I always feel I haven’t gotten it quite right, and so I go on singing.”

Saul Bellow, in an interview with the NYT, 1981

Thanks to Gerard for the quote.

How to crash your server in one easy step

Royalweddingcam.com announces that it will be

launching this site Thursday 7th April 2005 in preparation for the wedding of Prince Charles and Camilla Parker-Bowles, who will be married in Windsor’s Guildhall on Saturday 9th April.

Our intention is to show live views of the Guildhall and some general webcam views of Windsor itself before, during and after this Royal Wedding.

Downfall

I’ve just come back from seeing Downfall, Bernd Eichinger’s film based on Joachim Fest’s book Der Untergang (The Downfall: Inside Hitler’s Bunker, The Last Days of the Third Reich). I went partly because I’ve been fascinated by the story of what went on in that claustrophobic bunker ever since reading Hugh Trevor-Roper’s terrific account, The Last Days of Hitler, and partly because of the controversy the film has stirred up in Germany and elsewhere. According to this report in the Guardian, for example, historians have panned the film because of its allegedly sympathetic portrayal of the coterie which surrounded Hitler in his last days. The article says, in part:

“Soldiers who appeared to be good, solid troops were probably really up to their necks in war crimes of the first order,” said Professor David Cesarani, a specialist in Jewish history.

Peter Longerich, professor of modern German history at Royal Holloway, University of London, criticised the characterisation of Albert Speer, the doctor Ernst-Günter Schenck and Hitler’s secretary, Traudl Junge. “We have only one source for Albert Speer’s claim that he confessed in the bunker to having sabotaged Hitler’s orders, and that is his own memoirs,” he said.

“Traudl Junge [Hitler’s Secretary] never admitted she was a member of the Nazi party; but of course she was a member of Nazi organisations – far from the innocent, naive young woman we see in the film. And Dr Schenck was involved in performing various experiments on people in concentration camps.”

Prof Cesarani said: “As for [Wilhelm] Mohnke, I never thought I would see a film that portrayed sympathetically a man who was responsible for a massacre of British troops outside Dunkirk; just one of the things he did.”

I’m sure there’s something in that, but I don’t think anyone could come away from the film feeling that it was really ‘soft’ on Nazism. The portrayal of Hitler by Bruno Ganz is a spellbinding and utterly credible picture of a crazed tyrant.

The strangest thing of all, though, was the eerie convergence between Hitler’s view of the German people and the views of the Allies who felt that the Germans had brought their destruction upon themselves. At several points in the film, the Fuhrer rants on about his indifference to the suffering of German civilians in the closing months of the war. His logic was that since they had elevated him to power, they deserved everything that happened to them. They hadn’t measured up to the role of master-race and therefore deserved extinction.

Another thought: this is a film you have to see in a cinema. Since all the action takes place in a city that is under constant bombardment, you need a powerful, surround-sound system to convey the ‘crump’ and vibration of the bombing. It won’t be anything like as effective on a home DVD system.

Saul Bellow is dead

From MSNBC

NEW YORK – Nobel laureate Saul Bellow, a master of comic melancholy who in “Herzog,” “Humboldt’s Gift” and other novels both championed and mourned the soul’s fate in the modern world, died Tuesday. He was 89.

New York Times obit here.

Re-entry

Mark Shuttleworth is a geek who made a fortune from an e-commerce secure payment system and then paid $20 million to fly on a Russian space mission. There’s a riveting Slashdot interview with him in which he talks at length about this and about his other passion — open source software. His description of the flight — and in particular his account of re-entry — is unforgettable:

The actual flight itself is such a gift I can well imagine that people will be queuing for sub-orbital flights when they really come onto the market. The sight of the earth from space is breathtaking, and life changing. 3 minutes in space will change your perspective, I guarantee, on the way we treat one another and the world. So imagine ten days in orbit, the first few on the tiny Soyuz, which rotates end-over-end to maintain solar attitude thus giving you the entertaining experience of being both weightless and inside a tumble dryer on slow-motion. Imagine learning to live and work in an environment that is at once dangerous and peaceful. Imagine using a VOIP connection to call your best friends from orbit in between science experiments and time conducting earth observations. It was ten days, but it passed in a blur.

From a shake-your-bones point of view, the re-entry in a Soyuz can’t really be beaten. You are coming in at mach 25 when the atmosphere first sucks you in. You see the blackness of space turning a dull red as the heat builds up around your vehicle. The Soyuz is designed to orient itself correctly for re-entry even if it’s a dead craft with no attitude control, so you feel the craft swinging around to ensure that the heatshield will take the brunt of it. Then you watch your spacecraft disintegrate and burn up around you, and the G forces build up till you are in the middle of an inferno with the spare hard drives you brought back on your chest weighting a ton, and the Soyuz spinning like a top to try and spread the heat load out evenly on the shield. You watch bolts and other pieces of metal on the outside melt and run liquid across your window before it blisters and blackens. It’s an unbelievable display of forces entirely outside of your control with you, an ant, in the middle of the fireworks display. You know that your survival is totally dependent on the people who put this machine together, that there is nothing you personally can do if it comes apart. It’s a hell of a ride.

Thanks to Dave Hill for the link.

Return of the Mac

Paul Graham is one of the best essayists about technology writing today. He’s just published an interesting essay on a phenomenon I’ve also noticed.

All the best hackers I know are gradually switching to Macs. My friend Robert said his whole research group at MIT recently bought themselves Powerbooks. These guys are not the graphic designers and grandmas who were buying Macs at Apple’s low point in the mid 1990s. They’re about as hardcore OS hackers as you can get.

The reason, of course, is OS X. Powerbooks are beautifully designed and run FreeBSD. What more do you need to know?

I’ve noticed this too. At the FOO camp in Holland last year, for example, the only laptops that weren’t PowerBooks were Sony Vaio machines running Linux. Paul Graham argues that this migration to the PowerBook and OS X is significant because geeks tend to have an influence on the evolution of computing out of all proportion to their numbers. What they run today, the business community may find itself running ten years on.