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I was thinking today about how to create a future Internet by using something like Xanadu Hypertext as an overlay network.
Xanadu is the name of Ted Nelson's 1960 invention of the Xanadu Hypertext system. Ted's a great guy, and he foresaw most of what would be needed for a Memex-like Knowledge Navigator. The World Wide Web is a drastically watered-down subset of Ted's original idea.
I realized that the page moving or document renaming problems in the
underlying internet are still a problem. I don't see anything
addressing it that could be deployed in the forseable future. So, why
not have my Xanadu bi-directional transclusion links use a
content-addressable link like IPFS document addresses. I don't know
how/if you can address a bookmark inside an IPFS document, which could
be in any document format. Perhaps search and format conversion would
be required.
I'm envisioning a document creation, editing, and reading tool that
has Xanadu's bi-directional links, micropayments, and a document
format that the Xanadu network understands. Hmmm, I'm starting to
think that this should be an IPFS-native application which can operate
over the overlay network to reach anything on the public internet.
So, imagine a full-featured document editor such as LibreOffice
Writer, or perhaps Microsoft Word. It has the ability to embed
sections of other documents via rich bi-directional links. It doesn't
work with ordinary filesystems on storage disks. It's 100% IPFS file
access (with content-addressability) all the time. The editor doesn't
create "files." It creates an IPFS filesystem in a workspace file or
connects to a MyXanadu server, which can be local or remote. This
editor can import and export files in the most-used document formats.
I don't see why not to set this up as a project. I think the primary
client document editor should do something more reasonable than the
current document representation file types. Perhaps text and structure
are represented in a markup language and displaying or converting a
document is delegated to Latex or similar. Hmmm, that implies being able
to edit a Latex document in a WYSIWYG fashion. That's not a trivial idea.
Since I need a new document editing application, why not support simultaneous
multiple-user editing via CRDTs. That's a bit trendy in some circles.
Pros:
All of this could be an infrastructure with a fully-documented protocol, to allow for the development of alternative client software. I think that mind maps and other outline-adjacent thought aids could be included.
Cons:
WYSIWYG editing of a formatted, camera-ready, final form
document. It seems overblown to create a new editable-in-final form,
so I'd like to just have final.
Dependency on IPFS features. It would be nice to work on any overlay
network.
Due to regulatory consolidation and union consistency work the sexy
librarian trope became more or less standardized in 1934. As of then,
to be a sexy librarian, you had to be a female natural brunette. This
standardized the common stereotype and met with little resistance.
There were a small number of angry blondes and redheads, picketing, who wanted these poorly-paid positions, but the stereotype held.
1950: The advent of Eastmancolor meant that the fine texture and highlights of blonde hair could be rendered sympathetically on screen, and the world changed. Regulations and safety rules were adjusted to permit natural blonde sexy librarians up to 0.8 Albedo on-screen and off.
1964: The Ginger League achieved parity for redheads.
1972: Lobbying by the Bathhouse Boys created a revolution. Now male librarians could be sexy.
2023: Redheaded sexy librarians of either sex are not yet common. Albinos are disallowed because fire regulations prohibit Albedos of 0.95 and greater.
J.D. Salinger's description of Boo-Boo Glass, from his Glass Family stories. (collected in Nine Stories, and Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters and Seymour, and Introduction) She's worried about her son. She's Franny's sister Barbara. I love his descriptions in the way that I love Raymond Chandler's. The text is from "Down at the Dingy" in Nine Stories. I think this is her only on-stage appearance in a story. My opinion that is that Dingy isn't his best work because he lets viewpoints we don't really care about chatter before he gets his main characters on stage, but when his lights are on...
"Why did we ever think they'd come in metal ships?" -- from the Invasion of the Bodysnatchers remake.

I've watched the interview video. It will be interesting to see where this goes. Under oath, maybe he'll be able to talk intelligently about things he was denied access to? I'd be happy to be wrong, but what I see is a straightforward retelling of Majestic / Area 51. A slightly updated version is the tale of Bob Lazar, but Lazar fabricated the education that supposedly got him the Area 51 job. He's not the physicist to hire to reverse engineer a spacecraft--he was a garage inventor. The Majestic / Area 51 thing is a charming story in it's own way, but think about it, a leakproof conspiracy of at least hundreds of people (worldwide) concerning world-breaking information. I'd expect former conspiracy members to be coming out en mass if the whistleblower is telling something like the truth, because finally they are (I'd guess) free from retaliation. The "I can't prove anything and I don't have evidence to show" cant is sort of galling. It's a tell often seen in the crashed UFO mythos. So, let's posit that the whistleblower who was denied access actually knows something. Then we have HUGE PROBLEM #2: Biological aliens flying around in our atmosphere and buzzing navy ships and crashing into things? Really? After they cross light-years of space and who knows how much time with technology that we can't even imagine. Seriously, people in the extraterrestrial intelligence field do not expect living creatures to show up in metal ships. I'm an amateur, but I expect to maybe see something that we think is a radio beacon in my lifetime, but more likely the optical pulse searches could find something that looks like an intelligent signal. If we stick to a 'they come here' model, best projections for how we would do this job are very small robotic probes. Just sit in orbit and soak up all our communications. They could even get human DNA that way, or via environmental objects. No need to interact with us. People who wanted to interact with us could call us on the phone. Just put a radio signal in the Water Hole, the spectral absorption line (hence radio-quiet) of the hydroxyl molecule, at 21 centimeters / 1,40 megaHertz. I've been researching this since I read I.S. Sklovsky's "Intelligent Life in the Universe" (US Ed. with forward by Carl Sagan, at about age 10, when it was published. When a modern version of this tale pops up with approximately the credibility of a George Adamski, I don't know what to say. One way this could have some truth is if the aliens are profoundly different from anything we expect. Perhaps they would create biological robots and send them in unsafe metal ships because we'd understand that. Perhaps the real witnesses don't know what they saw and describe their best take on it. I'd love to be wrong. I've been totally excited about this field since I was a kid.
I'm triggered because a real whistleblower needs to show that they're not a Bob Lazar or George Adamski. If they don't know who those people were or why this is critically important, they don't know their field. If you want to be taken seriously don't act just like the con men.
I have a problem.
conceptual model --> computer model --> user interface
I've revived my "Liquid Notes" musical phrase recorder. My question
is one of determining user intent when there is no data, which
probably means that I have to use the context. It's a musical context
and therefore complex, but I've been trying to adhere to a very simple
data model. I was seeing this as a tape recorder and I view this as an
experiment in brutal simplicity. A simple data model will yield a
simple user interface. I have no: grid, bar lines, beats. This is
intentional. I have only events.
"What happens after the last event?"
The problem shows up when you record a phrase and then play it
back. It defaults to repeating the (assumed fairly short) phrase. How
do I determine the pause time between the end of the last note and the
start of the first note? There are currently two pieces of data
available, they are time values, and they are both wrong for this.
Press RECORD (time 0)
pre-gap
Play some notes, hit some pedals, etc. (times 1 - n)
post-gap
Press STOP (time n+1)
It sort of looks like one could use either the pre-gap or the post-gap
as the gap between the last and first notes when repeating, but
neither are correct enough. Both of those values have egonomic slop to
them. It may be my own lack of discipline that I am not pressing STOP
exactly on the next beat, but I assume I'm not that much worse than
typical non-professionals.
Proposal:
Discard the pre-gap. The code basically does this now. It's probably right.
There's really no musical intent to be had there. Oh, egad, this post just paid for itself.
In the case of creating a multi-track loop, the pre-gap IS musical itent.
Back to the drawing board....
What I wanted was a way to guess what the post-gap should be, in order
to provide a sensible default. I'm going to assign a knob to adjust
this value for experimentation.
It appears that the underlying data model will have to be complex. I'm
guessing that the gap between note 1 and note 2, in the phrase, is
owned by note 1, because we know note 2's arrival time, and it
shouldn't need to know anything about note 1. The gap could be a rest-like pause event of some kind. It complexifies my player function, but perhaps not much.
N.B.
The Moties are the alien species from Larry Niven's novel "The Mote in
God's Eye." The watchmakers, or mini-moties, are like a sort of comensal
rats, or I'd offer that they are a smaller micro-me version of Mike
Meyer's clever idea of "Mini Me" in the Austin Powers movies. Very
clever. Not sentient. They just know what needs doing from observation
and do it. If we had them, they'd look like little people a foot tall,
or little chimps of that size, but, like rats, they stay out of sight.
I've been skimming all the hype and some of the hysteria about AI. It's clear that we're going to be drowning in it.
What
do you do when enough of the AIs in your environment get wonky and the
working ones aren't working well enough to put things back in order?
I think you have to one of two things that amount to the same solution.
1) The Moties just open all the airlock doors, depressurizing the habitat and killing all the mini-Moties. Then they just a get box of a few mini-Moties from somewhere and turn them loose. It might take a few days before everything is running perfectly, but it works for them.
2) From 1979's Alien film: "I say we take off and nuke the site from orbit. It's the only way to be sure." Okay, we won't need nukes, just a favorite fictional invention of mine, the EMP hand grenade.. It's a portable device that emits a loud 💥 and a bad 🦨 smell while transmitting a powerful electromagnetic pulse. Depending upon the severity of your infection, you might need a grenade per room. Apartment-dwellers? Well, I don't know.