Politics February 3, 2015Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : The Chip , add a comment
Politics will talk about you whether you talk about them or not.
Like A Girl September 13, 2014Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : The Chip , add a comment
As I currently do on as many Saturdays as possible, I hiked Stone Mountain today. During my regular trips, I often overhear the conversations of fellow hikers. Mostly, it is chatter that doesn’t do much to engage my interest. Sometimes I catch clever comments or amusing exchanges. On this occasion, I encountered a family who was cruising across the mountain, towards the visitor center at the top. Two young children raced ahead of their adult entourage, competing for speed. A little girl called out to her brother, “You are so slow, like a girl.” I paused to watch them. Again she called out to him, “You are being slow, like a girl.”
Having read an article relatively recently that suggested that this sort of thing was bad, I started thinking that maybe I should say something. As the article suggested, I was thinking that little girls shouldn’t grow up thinking that there was something wrong with being “like a girl.” This seemed like one of those rare times maybe I could make a difference by saying something. I was nervous though. Who wants to hear feedback from a stranger? Nonetheless, I determined that I would say something to the parents.
I circled back, and approached the group of adults accompanying the kids. The two kids hurried onwards to the visitor center, and I thought that maybe I could say something to the adults about the situation. As I got close to the group of adults, I wasn’t sure who to address, so I tried to speak to them as a group. “I overheard her say ‘You are slow like a girl’ and I was thinking that she should know that some girls are really fast.”
Basically, the group ignored me and continued walking. Having decided to intervene, and getting past my nervousness about doing so, I wasn’t about to stop now. I addressed the one person who slowed down a bit. Apparently the kids’ mother. “I heard her say ‘You are slow like a girl’ – shouldn’t she know that plenty of girls are fast?”
There it was. The mother stopped, and gave me her full attention. I prepared myself for an angry parent, upset that I was trying to give them parenting advice from some stupid internet article. I was ready to explain that I was just trying to help.
“She said turtle,” the mother informed me. Oh, I thought. “She is just trying to get under his skin,” the mother finished. And there it was. I overheard a conversation that wasn’t my business, and I misread it. I brought my own prejudices to the table, and heard what my own experience had programmed me to hear. The little girl was just comparing her brother to a turtle. She was engaging in smack talk, and I was the one who didn’t understand.
Computer Age Postal Service September 2, 2014Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : The Chip , add a comment
A petition to the White House:
Please publicly recommend to Congress that they exercise their Constitutional power [from Article 1 Section 8] “to establish Post Offices and post Roads” to create a United States Postal Service infrastructure which also offers the de facto post of the information age: email and the internet.
The precise nature of this would surely evolve over time, as our communication technology continues to advance, but it might begin with adding such things as wireless internet service broadcast from every post office and sorting center, etc.
As with the physical mail already carried by the post office, this would not prevent private enterprise from competing with our national postal service. It would, however, guarantee a baseline of postal service worthy of Americans in the digital age.
Sign here: http://wh.gov/lhv3N
Father’s Day Thoughts June 16, 2013Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : The Chip , add a comment
Today, I worked in the yard. Not the most exciting Father’s Day, perhaps. However, other than calling my own father (which I definitely did), I think it was the closest I could get to experiencing fatherhood this day. Yardwork always makes me think of my ex’s little one, Deva, because she used to insist on helping “daddy” with it. She even had a toy mower she pushed around for a while. Eventually she insisted on helping push the real mower. Walking bent forward so a child can stand in front of you and pretend to help push a mower is hard work. I also always felt like I had to be extra cautious the entire time. I miss you, little one.
Happy Birthday Deva April 13, 2012Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : The Chip , 1 comment so far
Happy birthday Deva. I hope that you or somebody that cares about you sees this.
Wiki Rather Than Blog? March 6, 2012Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : The Chip , add a comment
I started thinking about that this evening. I wonder if I should simply start moving everything on my website into a wiki and stop doing anything in any sort of linear blog fashion. My site is currently split between: old hard-coded html files and images which have lots of archived but outdated creative efforts, a WordPress blog (that I rarely use relative to), a Wiki. Hypothetically, the blog setup should be inspiring me to write every day. However, it seems to fail in that regard, and I post to the Wiki far more often.
Netflix Split September 19, 2011Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : The Chip , 1 comment so far
Maybe they are doing this for publicity, in which case I guess they are winning. However, I do not understand the decision that Netflix has made to intentionally spin off their DVD division into some other company. For people who get both services: streaming and mailed DVDs, this seems like a reduction in ease of use. Having your queues, billing, customer service, etc all split up onto two different websites seems inconvenient. At very least, imagine having to login twice just to check the same stuff you logged into once. Netflix argues they are doing this to be better and more competitive with other streaming services. It seems to me that one way they could brand themselves as better would be to advertise that they also offer this huge DVD service in addition to their streaming one. Strange stuff. Maybe it will work for them, but I don’t see how, and I don’t look forward to the extra logins and credit card entries.
Happy Birthday Deva April 13, 2011Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : The Chip , add a comment
Nine years ago, Deva Alyssa Winter was born, and I was there to witness it. I just wanted to say happy birthday, Deva. I wish I could say it in person, but for whatever reason your mom will not let me. I hope you had a good birthday anyway! If you ever want to talk to me, and you find this, feel free to contact me.
Equality and Military Service January 16, 2011Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : The Chip , 2 comments
Active military service has not been a consequence of mandatory draft registration since 1973. Nonetheless, every male in America must legally register for the draft within 30 days of the age of 18 or suffer serious legal penalties including lengthy imprisonment, large fines and lack of civil rights on a state and federal level.
I was reading an article today on CNN about the movement to “allow” women to serve in combat duties in their military service in order that they might be treated equally to their male counterparts. Frankly, I wish that nobody had to serve combat duty. However, there is a strangeness to this approach to “equality” in my view. To me, equal means equal for bad and equal for good.
As such, it seems that real equality is not limited to those who choose something when others are forced into something. To me, real equality in this case would require that all men and women should be required to register for the draft or that no men or women should be required to do so. All or none. Equal or not equal.
More Posts April 22, 2010Posted by Conrad Hubbard in : The Chip , add a comment
Lately, I have fairly consistently failed to meet my own ideas of what I should be doing as regards new creative works. I have this sense that I am supposed to be writing things, and posting them online, way more often. I think that part of this stems from the fact that I don’t currently have a close confidante that is sharing my day to day thoughts. In the past, I was fairly satisfied to tell my love what I was thinking. In absence of such a presence, however, I have an urge to tell the world if I cannot tell the most important person in my world. I think another part stems from the fact the fact that my brother was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, and this makes me feel extraordinarily mortal. When I was a teenager, I was struck by a car while bicycling to track practice. This permanently damaged my left leg. As I grow older, that leg has gradually caused me more and more trouble. My brother has been brave about dealing with his condition, but finding out about it has given me self-induced cause to dwell upon my injuries and their longterm effects. Hm, this feels a bit like personal bitching to excuse lax behavior. I am going to leave it that way, though, as recognition that I might be doing exactly that.