Remind me not to get in her way…

Yes, I’m still on my Pommie rant. Yes, I will get over it. Yes, quite soon. I hope.

However, a little article in BBC News does go quite some way to explaining some of my feelings from a previous post. From it:

“Carol McMillan, 34, of Spey Walk, Holytown, Lanarkshire, admitted the culpable homicide of Ann Whittle on 15 August last year.

The pair clashed over a space at a car boot sale at Blochairn Road, Glasgow. McMillan repeatedly kicked Mrs Whittle, who later died in hospital.”

Come on, you have to be kidding me! Over a parking spot? And this is supposed to be “First World” and “Civilized”? Give me a break, sounds to me more like anarchy in action.

I think I’ll just stay in Africa where I’m safe, thank you very much…

A word (or two) of advice to Britain

I’ve recently gotten a RSS reader running, and one of the first feeds I enabled was BBC news. Which would explain my increased awareness of the many unmitigated weirdnesses of modern Europe.

In case you’re not aware, I’m a South African; and, like many of my contemporaries, I have always viewed Europe with a certain feeling of vague bemusement. My forebears might have moved to Africa to flee the religious persecution in France, but we’ve been in Africa for so long we are culturally more closely aligned with African than European values.

Now I’m not quite certain how normal this might seem to the British, but one of the things I’ve picked is the appearance of a country in moral decline; where the people are so obsessed with trivialities that reality had better dare not intrude.

The most recent indication of this had been the stories of youths stoning the Fire Brigade.

Today, however, Boing Boing has an entry referring to a — so called — “Happy Slapping” UK-based phenomenon where, to quote from their source TheFeature, “kids [are] attacking not just their friends, but complete strangers minding their own business”.

Without putting to fine a point on it, if some little punk tried to do that to me, he’ll wake up in a hospital sans front teeth. Not everybody can make good on a warning like that, though, but why the hell should one have to anyways?

Now down here we tend to focus on real issues like HIV and the AIDS pandemic somewhat more often — except, of course when our President insist that HIV does not cause AIDS — which means kids have a lot less time for crap like that.

That actually brings me to my perception at to the root of the problem: the little jerks have too much time on their hands. To put it civilly, they are bored. To distraction. In earlier generations the problem would have been somewhat easier to solve: Ship the little bastards off to the colonies. Unfortunately, however, the colonies no longer wants them. You get to keep them.

The alternative solution to the problem had always been, and having identified the problem, is what I would now suggest: Start a war. Sort of like the one you had in Iraq, but this time do it with feeling. Go talk to your buddies in America if you’re uncertain of which war to start, you wouldn’t want to aggravate them in this, else they’ll attack you.

Which wouldn’t normally be a problem with all the spoilt louts you have lazing around and could thus throw into the defense effort, but those will be away having been shipped off to the front. Pay attention, dammit, that was the whole point of this exercise.

Or maybe you guys can have a word with the Americans, and you can each go send your idle youth to fight each other some place. I volunteer the Sahara: nothing else happening there anyways.

Just don’t involve the locals. They might get pissed off and retaliate; I don’t think your louts will be able to handle that.

Who shall categorise the categories?


It sure doesn’t sound like much, does it? What it is, however, is the API which allows the discovery of all the categories on compliant ‘blogs.

Which means it should be quite easy to hack into gnome-blog-poster’s protocol library doesn’t it?

Well, yes, it probably does if you’re a real programmer. I, however, am a systems jock; which, traditionally, certainly doesn’t mean I cannot program my way out of a for loop — even we have heard of exits, you know — but it does mean that when I program I do it on my terms.

And my terms never before required me to do pyGTK programming, okay. So stop the whining already… I’ll get to it. That’s the lovely thing about being a *nix systems geek. We get to program stuff on our term to scratch our itches. You want somebody to program off a spec? Go hire a professional.

On a — even more — positive note, I enabled (it was way too easy to be called hacking it in) spell-checking in the applet version of “gnome-blog-poster”. In all, quite elegantly done, Mr Nickell

I am also considering disabling the HTML-ifying of posts by gnome-blog-poster; at least as a posting-time option. No, I haven’t lost what little is left of my senses; I just really like Markdown

Proddin’ till it breaks…

Sometimes I think I should just leave well enough alone. Not that that’s ever going to happen, of course, but that doesn’t stop me from thinking that I should.

While I’m potificating, I think I have found my worst part of Gnome Blog (better known as “My current pet peeve”). Besides the lack of a spell checker, I mean. No categories. Which was initially quite disappointing.

That was until I found that Bryan Clark is busy tinkering on something called Monkey Journal. It looks promising, supporting most of the Blog posting APIs and using the gtkhtml widget. It also supports categories.

I try it out… Time will tell.

Boring updates to prove I’m alive…

I’ve finally got myself into the new Fedora Core cycle. And I’ll admit to having been spoilt being able to “apt-get” just about whatever I wished on my FC3 installation… Time to get back to the basics, I suppose.

FC4 test 2, which I updated to, has managed to impress me quite a bit so far. ‘cepting that I had to compile Galeon, my preferred browser, a couple of times — FC4 is still a moving target, so that’s to be expected — most of my apps are either in extras or installed easily from FC3.

I’ve also installed the Blog GNOME applet, so hopefully that will encourage/ drive/ allow me to update the blog more frequently. It’s supposed to be my journal dammit. Journals mean absolutely squat if you don’t use them…

And while I’m on the topic (“Which one?” I hear you snigger…) Fedora Extras rock! Of course, I’d think they rock even more if they had Galeon in the repository, but I’m supposed to be a geek, so I surmise they thought I had to do something on my own.

Using your iPod under Linux

I’ve started on a page to detail using an iPod under Linux.

It’s currently very much in an Alpha state and will be expanded upon as I think of more things to add and as I am requested to supply more detail.

I think I’ve managed to cover most of the bear (with a nod in the direction of “The Jungle Book”) necessities and basic requirements.

Anyone finding this: Enjoy!