The Box Co.

The Panhandler

I was in the MC until 5:30AM working on assignments.

As I walked home, a disheveled man asked if I could assist him. He said he was from Clinton, and he was visiting town and his backpack was stolen. He said he had been to the police station and some religious place but he couldn’t get help to get back home, and he wondered if I could assist him by providing him with some money.

I told him no.

This was a lie.

If you think I am being cruel, you should be aware that he was lying. I was approached by the exact same panhandler with the exact same story (actually, he needed to return to Clinton because his son was home alone) over a year ago when I was working for the tax prep agency in downtown Kitchener. He had longer hair this time around, and was less bundled because it is summer (last time I saw him, it was January).

Last time, I gave him some money. I wonder what he did with it, because I see he is still in the same state as he always has been.

I Don’t Get Creative Commons…

I see it used everywhere. UW even has a club devoted to furthering its uses.

I just don’t get it. It seems like legitimizing the actions that most people are partaking in in modern day piracy.

Is it to cut down on piracy? Because I’m pretty sure that is a trend that cannot be ebbed.

So, what is the point? Anyone who makes a really monumental breakthrough of any kind is going to want to make money off of it, especially if it is something they’ve devoted their life to. So, why would they want to place upon it a copyright that allows use of an idea for free under certain conditions…

It is bewildering, and seems to fly in the face of our capitalist society.

Battlestar Galactica: Revelations *Spoilers*

Amazing episode of Battlestar Galactica.

One of the best parts had to be when Tigh confessed to William Adama that he was a Cylon. When he revealed the truth and offered himself up as a bargaining chip to save the human fleet, and Adama tore up his office in a fit of rage and despair, I was so drawn in to the suffering.

Another excellent part was when the Colonials jumped into Earth’s orbit, and you could see the pure relief and happiness in the eyes of the Colonial survivors. For over three years, they have been searching and now, they have finally found a home.

But the best part was - of course - the revelation of Earth. Seeing an irradiated New York City was certainly not a surprising outcome, but the way it was all displayed was enough to realize that the Colonials are truly without hope, and since these events take place in our future, it is - indeed - humanity’s true last gasp of life that can be found within the Colonial fleet.