Mr Smith doesn’t go to Washington

A thought experiment that occurred to me this morning.

What if some member of the chamber of people’s deputies decided not to take his seat in Washington, instead taking his oath in his state capitol or home district, and managed his constituents business from there? Yes, it’s kind of a whizzy sci-fi idea where someone replaces human interaction or proximity with tech.

Flaws:

  • legislating is about deals and favors: hard to consummate those without personal contact
  • proximity still matters: why else are cities growing and why are the most powerful/influential cities so large (London, New York, Tokyo, 10 million people or more with millions more in the surrounding region)
  • can you really serve your constituents while remaining at home

Part of the idea for this came from conversations earlier in the week, where it was mentioned that no one gets rich in public service. The best you can hope for is, as a congress member, to take home your campaign war chest when you retire (I think they should be required to donate it to the treasury). Where they make money is in graft and other corruption that only comes from them all being in one place where the money flows so easily.

Hmm. It sounded a lot more interesting this morning.

gah

On November 10, 2008 we said goodbye to Phillip Dean Hardwick.

He was born a month before I graduated from high school?!

I asked one of the guys at the World’s Greatest Hardware Tool Store after I saw the notice on the door. His reply, slow in coming and in a thickened voice: “Don’t mess with drugs.” Always seemed like a fun-loving, easy-going kid, perhaps too fun-loving in the end. Too young for this, at any rate.

free advice

From a recent commenter to the Classmates.com thread:

If you really want to get in touch with people, sign up for a facebook account

[From a crank’s progress » Blog Archive » classmates.com spam scam]

So I did. Hmmm, not a lot of names I recognize. I realize I was in a big high school class (950 or so, I think) but still . . .

I had planned to be the last person on Facebook, but curiosity got the better of me.

a new civil rights movement

You don’t get to heaven above by trampling someone else’s heaven on earth.

[From TBogg » Blowback is a bitch ]

with more gems in the comments:

Your freedom of speech does *not* include freedom from the consequences.

Some people are so heavenly bound, they’re no earthly good.

Someone in my neck of the woods really h8s teh gay:

Lin Whatcott/ Accountant, Davita Inc. / Maple Valley, WA / $10,005

I wonder if some of these realize there are such things as public records?

not sure he gets it

Is it really going to be more convenient than just typing out “how tall is mount everest” in the Safari search field? I’m highly skeptical.

[From Daring Fireball Linked List: Google’s Upcoming Voice-Driven iPhone Search App]

Well, let me help.

  • Gestural interface (multi-touch on a touch screen, akin to how we learn to interact with the physical world): check
  • Keyboard input for human/machine interaction when apps require it: check
  • Spoken word interface, the one we use to communicate person to person at any distance, and the method that many consider to be what differentiates us from other primates: check

I don’t recall asking for things as a child with a keyboard, and I suspect saying “how tall is mount everest” is faster than typing, especially on a device when the keyboard interface has to be activated first.

Hmm. Better minds than mine seem to agree.

oh noes: it really is a scam!

When Classmates.com told user Anthony Michaels last Christmas Eve that his former school chums were trying to contact him, he pulled out his wallet and upgraded to the premium membership that would let him contact long-lost fifth-grade dodge-ball buddies and see if his secret crush from high school had looked him up online.

A Classmates.com user alleges in a lawsuit that he’d been scammed by the online service.
But once he’d parted with the $15, Michaels learned the shocking truth: No one he knew was trying to contact him at all. Classmates.com’s come-on was a lie, and he’d been scammed.

[From ABC News: Classmates.com User Sues; Schoolmates Weren’t Really Looking for Him]

context here.

Tip of the beat-up and weather-stained photographer’s chapeau