Archive for July, 2025

Did I help influence the commercial internet?

Monday, July 21st, 2025

So, I was going through my dad’s office and I found a front panel from a early ARPAnet router.

This led me eventaully to a memory of “Take your kid to work day” in 1988 or 1989. My dad took me to the Pentagon and set me down in front of a early Sun Sparcstation – I’m fairly sure a Sparc 1, in fact, from looking at photos and from the timeline. I also remember I was super fascinated by the NEXTcube that had just come out and it’s ability to emulate a modem in software, and DARPA had a few of those somewhere.

Anyway, my dad wandered off for a meeting, and I discovered the video teleconferencing software on the sparc and tried to open several video conferencing links. I am pretty sure I temporarily broke the ARPAnet, which it turns out was still made of 256kbit links.

Shortly thereafter, my dad decided to decomission the ARPAnet. I had never considered there as being any possible connection between those events until today, when I realised that it must have to him looked as a demonstration of how outdated the ARPAnet was. NSFnet was already held together with T1 lines, which were becoming the industry standard, and would not have broken quite so easily.

Understanding the position of the government

Thursday, July 3rd, 2025

So, the US government has declared that if you don’t have a job, you deserve to die.

There’s no other way to put it. That’s what republicans believe. You exist to work. If you don’t work, please go away as quickly as possible. Nothing matters more than GDP and the billionares having another billion.

This is extra stupid because the billionares aren’t *using* the money they have. It’s just a score counter to them. So, people should *die* so they can have a fatter score.

It’s really disturbing that we can’t see through how evil and wrong this is and take other, more appropriate action.

For – and about – my sister

Tuesday, July 1st, 2025

For those of you playing along at home, I have been able to, at least in some sense, walk a mile in my sister’s moccasins and I’m no longer angry at her, nor do I believe she is doing this to hurt me.

For my sister, if you are reading this – I completely understand why you came to the conclusion you did about me being a threat. I would never, ever force you to do anything but I understand why you would react strongly to anything that felt at all threatening. I don’t expect to see you any time soon, if ever, but for whatever it is worth you have my support. One thing you need to know is odds are you do have *severe* PTSD and you probably do not remember the event that gave it to you. I really hope you find whatever help you need to feel safe and I will try my hardest to not trigger you in any way.

What happened didn’t involve me – and it was NOT YOUR FAULT – and it would have broken almost anyone. I hope reading this message isn’t triggering and I really, sincerely wish you the best of luck in healing.