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On Photography And Seething With Rage

Tuesday, April 14th, 2009

This is one of the biggest myths with the law of taking photographs,” explains Bert Krages, a Portland, OR-based copyright attorney who has written books on photographers’ rights and techniques. “There is no general prohibition against photographing federal buildings. There are statutes that prohibit photographing areas of military and nuclear facilities. But there are no laws against photographing other federal facilities, other than the right of all property owners to restrict activities that take place on their property. A federal office building manager cannot restrict photography when the photographer is situated outside the federal property boundary.

from “The War on Photographers” found on PopPhoto.com (published July 19th, 2006)

On Sunday evening Jake and I went downtown to take some night photographs (as evidenced by my previous post) and had a little run-in with a Federal Reserve police officer. We were standing on a public sidewalk at the river-bank side of the footbridge to Brown’s Island, and I set down my tripod with my camera pointing up 7th street. Within a minute or so, a Federal Reserve police car came out of the gate, circled the fountain, and stopped with his lights on.

He stepped out of the car and asked us (politely) what we were doing. We indicated, essentially, that we were amateur photographers just taking pictures. My reminder that we were on public property was met by a stone wall, and we were told that we couldn’t take pictures that included the building. You know, the building that’s visible around the entire city of Richmond. Jake offered to show the officer what he’d already photographed, and I did the same. When Jake asked for a reason why we couldn’t take pictures, the officer (still polite) said, simply, “Ben Bernanke.” Wow.

I tried to calm Jake and myself down after leaving the scene because I thought there might be some justification in what the officer said. After all, the Richmond branch of the Fed is pretty important, and you never know whether the chairman of the Federal Reserve of the United States might be on site. But this has been nagging at me since that night.

Now I feel feeble and ashamed at giving in so easily. Jake and I were basically intimidated into taking our cameras elsewhere. Our Constitutional rights were violated by an overeager security staff that didn’t understand the law. Part of me wants to go back there and take pictures directly of the building from the public sidewalk, just to make a point. Maybe I can even get pictures of the officer who comes out to politely harass and terrorize me.

And the other part of me doesn’t want to cause Valerie the trouble and risk losing/damaging our new camera. But the truth is that I’m sitting here in my cubicle wanting nothing more than to go to some place where I can scream in anger at the top of my lungs.

UPDATE:
It seems a Flickr user recently wrote to the Fed and received a vindicating response.

Corporate Neologizing

Wednesday, March 18th, 2009

Few things drive me crazier than companies making up their own stupid buzzwords. Are they trying to come with catchy terms that they hope will provide free advertising as they theoretically worm their way into colloquial language? Regardless of intent, here is a short list of made-up words/phrases born out of ill-conceived advertising programs:

Fourth Meal
Threeconomics
Nougatocity (or any of Snickers’ terrible terms)
Comcastic
People Ready

You get the point. If you have any others you’ve seen/heard in any form of advertising, put it in the comments.

Farcebook

Thursday, February 12th, 2009

I made my inglorious return to Facebook several weeks ago because I got tired of calling up my mom to tell her stuff only to find she already knew because of her friend status with various people I know. So I’m back in the loop, at least for now. I still see the same thing as I did over a year ago – people friend each other, and once you’ve made your digital connections there’s little else to do but post status messages and use their mountains of useless apps.

But now it’s just a bigger and more tangled mess, and no more so than on the default view when you log in: the News Feed.

I feel that there’s very little rhyme or reason to this view. Here you have a jumble of status updates, comments, fan-mentions, sponsor surveys, app notices, friend notices, et cetera. Is it chronological? At first it may appear that way, but over the course of any given day I begin to notice certain items jumbling, disappearing, reappearing, moving further up or down the list, and who knows what else. It’s fairly often that I see something posted early in the week suddenly appear underneath a status message posted two hours ago even though there are more recent items below.

There. I’ve released a little bit of steam over this still-almost-entirely-a-waste-of-my-time website. Yeah yeah yeah, I’m still on Facebook. Maybe in another year I’ll look at it the way I look at my cell phone – just another “necessary” communication tool. But for now it feels like using cough syrup; you feel like it could be helpful, but it’s disgusting all the way down.

Pizza Hut + Technology = FAIL

Friday, November 7th, 2008

I may be snobby about my pizza, but one (of MANY) weird thing about me is that I’m not above pizza-esque foods every now and then. Like Little Caesar’s – $5 for a cheese pizza? Yes please.

Well tonight Val and I decided to get a stuffed-crust pizza from Pizza Hut because I like the idea of a cheese-filled breadstick with something resembling pizza attached. Valerie suggested that I order online and I thought “What the heck,” so I dove right in. I put in my address first, and I was told that I could have delivery from the closest Hut which was a little more than a mile away. Then, as I expected, I had to create some wonky user profile in order to complete the transaction.

Problem 1. They have one check box that simultaneously opts you in to useless spam AND agrees to the terms/conditions/privacy policy. And you HAVE to agree to the T’s and C’s. Bogus. Whatever, I’m fairly capable of unsubscribing should anything make it past Gmail’s spam filter. Pizza ordered, and apparently paid-for.

Problem 2. I received a phone call from the local Hut informing me that they don’t, in fact, deliver to my house. AFTER I’ve already signed my privacy away for some pretend pizza with cheese in the crust. Now I have to drive to pick it up (not a big deal, but it defeats the purpose) only to find out that my payment apparently wasn’t processed. We’ll see what happens when the transaction(s) hit(s) my account…

What a stupid problem with a seemingly simple situation.

Pet Peeve: Σ Abuse

Tuesday, September 9th, 2008

I dunno how many times I’ve seen the following on t-shirts, TV shows, or ANYWHERE, really:

GRΣΣK

And we’re all supposed to chuckle because we see letters which are clearly not capital “E” but still bear a passing resemblance. I guess it’s also supposed to reinforce the Greek-ness (Greekiness?) of something, too, whether a fraternity t-shirt or the title for My Big Fat Greek Feel-good Movie of the Year.

This twists the proverbial knickers because the letter in question isn’t pronounced like an “E,” it’s pronounced like an “S”. SIGMA is the Greek letter for “S”. EPSILON is the Greek letter for “E” (though not necessarily pronounced like our long “e”) but I guess “GREEK” just looks too, well…English.

It’s the most frustrating time of the year.

Friday, September 5th, 2008

Ah, presidential election season. Nothing builds up my sense of civic and political cynicism quite like it. Every four years I struggle with periodic feelings of rage and depression about the state of affairs in our halls of government at the national level. That’s really all I’m going to say about it at the moment, because I don’t really want to uncork the waiting flood of vituperation.

Why does all of this have to come to a head on my birthday?

NASCAR Thunder

Monday, September 1st, 2008

A little piece of me is about to die inside just from linking to this, but here goes…

Thomas Kinkade has stooped to a new low by painting a visual cacophony of radioactive pastels into the form of the Daytona 500.
(via Chris. Thanks, I think…)

With Whom There Is a Beef

Thursday, August 7th, 2008

The Richmond Times-Dispatch reports that some Boy Scouts took ill because of some E. coli-tainted ground beef from California.

So, really, do Virginians consume so much beef that they’re underserved by the state’s second largest agricultural industry? And of all places, why on earth did meat from the OTHER SIDE OF THE COUNTRY find its way over here to the Atlantic Coastal Plain? This is yet another example of our broken national food chain.

Closer than it really is…

Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008

Michael Grunwald’s Time article about McCain spends most of its time discussing the long odds against the Arizona senator in the 2008 presidential election. His last paragraph really resonated with me, however:

That doesn’t mean that anything’s probable. The media will try to preserve the illusion of a toss-up; you’ll keep seeing “Obama Leads, But Voters Have Concerns” headlines. But when Democrats are winning blood-red congressional districts in Mississippi and Louisiana, when the Republican president is down to 28 percent, when the economy is tanking and world affairs keep breaking Obama’s way, it shouldn’t be heresy to recognize that McCain needs an improbable series of breaks. Analysts get paid to analyze, and cable news has airtime to fill, so pundits have an incentive to make politics seem complicated. In the end, though, it’s usually pretty simple. Everyone seems to agree that 2008 is a change election. Which of these guys looks like change?

This explains almost exactly (though not entirely) how I feel about the media’s approach to this election cycle. Could it really be a close race? Maybe. But if it wasn’t you’d hardly know. Remember when it was practically fact that Obama had knocked Clinton out of the primary race, but the media still clung to every last vote as if there was some chance Hillary would find a way?

I think Grunwald’s right – unless there’s some dramatic mistake or world event or who knows what else, this election looks pretty locked up for the junior senator from Illinois. But a done-deal doesn’t make for good ratings or page views or sales of those dreadfully partisan books (from both sides) you see in the center tables at Barnes and Noble during election season.
(via Gruber)

Slippery Italian Slope

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

Many folks close to me know my obsession with many things Italian. While I’m only one quarter Sicilian, the prominence of my full-blood grandmother in my upbringing and the associated happy memories have fostered a deep love for the food, language, culture, and country of Italy.

But lately, I’m kinda pissed at the Italian government.

You see, it seems that they’re performing a fingerprint census of all Roma (or Gypsy) people in their country – including the 90% which claim Italian citizenship – in an effort to “crack down on crime.” This fingerprinting includes Roma children, but doesn’t include any non-Roma Italians (sounds confusing, but this doesn’t refer to residents of Rome).

I hope this sounds as obviously horrific to readers as it did to me and many in Italy’s population. This is terribly similar in concept to how Germany treated Jews leading up to WWII; blame a minority ethnic group for societal woes (in Italy’s case, theft and such) and set them apart, treating them differently than the rest of the population. That certainly snowballed into one of the greatest human tragedies in history.

Thankfully this isn’t the 1930’s, and the European Union took notice early on, so I don’t foresee any larger-scale escalation without the intervention of the international community. There are currently political efforts within Italy and without to stop this practice, and I hope it picks up steam.