Just saw a guy marking maths homework in an exercise book in the stairwell of Picadilly Circus station. As you do at 7:15 in the evening.
Won’t be installing it for a few days. I have running daemons for beanstalkd and Redis running and I want to keep them running. Yes. On my laptop. Yes. I’m an idiot.
Plundering my way through John Siracusa’s review:
You know what I’d really like? No software updates downloading in the background unless I’m at home or at work. I’ve had my monthly mobile data allowance bled dry by software updates in the past and it is tiring.
Also, you know what I’d like even more than that: if every year, when Apple update OS X, for it to not break everyone’s GCC setup because Apple have an LLVM/Clang fetish.
Old Compose: because Gmail’s new compose window is fucking appalling, like most of the new things Google seem to be building.
Cargo Cult CSS is an excellent article on the current madness in front-end circles that goes by the name “Object-Oriented CSS”. Please make it stop.
amatch looks like a ludicrously useful Ruby library for string matching. It implements a variety of algorithms including Levenshtein, Hamming, longest subsequence, longest substring and Jaro/Jaro-Winkler. Jaro-Winkler is particularly useful for short strings like business names because it weighs matches at the start of the string higher than at the end. Amatch also lets you set up options for matching including custom case sensitivity.
Here’s the difference illustrated:
Imagine you have your target string “McDonalds”, here are the results Amatch will give you using Levenshtein and Jaro-Winkler.
|Match string||Levenshtein similarity||Jaro-Winkler|
Note the difference in the second case.
HP Labs have a very interesting paper on company name matching. Their problem space is somewhat different from mine: they are trying to match company names solely based on strings and then clustering, while I have other factors I can use (namely, address, postcode and geographic location). A Jaro-Winkler similarity of >0.8 combined with a distance of under 50m is pretty much all I need to conclude a match.
London tourists seem to serve two primary functions: keeping Angus Steak Houses in business and standing in the way.
Just been reading up on the latest in the Andrew Mitchell affair. You know who comes out of it really badly? The Police and Crime Commissioners.
These strange low-rent novelty politicians seem unaware of the serious implications that the Mitchell incident has and think some hand-wavy populism about the “Westminster bubble” is all that is needed to dismiss serious charges of covering up for gross police misconduct. If these barely-elected bureaucrats are unable to sensibly and maturely handle the fallout from an investigation into police misconduct around a Tory minister on a bike being grumpy to some coppers, how the hell are they going to cope with, say, complex institutional failure like the culture of racism that the Stephen Lawrence inquiries revealed or the events that would follow a police officer accidentally killing an innocent man like Jean Charles de Menezes or Ian Tomlinson?
Given the huge potential for abuse, the police need to be carefully monitored by an independent, fair and trustworthy third party, rather than by the police equivalent of student union sabbatical officers. It is baffling why the government thought they were a good idea.
London buses are in shitbag mode tonight: not stopping and not letting old ladies on board.
The Al Madinah Islamic free school in Derby is in trouble. The Guardian has a full copy of the OFSTED report and it is stunning reading and includes some amazingly direct language: “The school is in chaos”, “dysfunctional” and “no coherent staffing structure” stick out for me.
According to a leaked copy of the prospectus, the curriculum isn’t much better:
In each and every department, all efforts will be geared towards ensuring the books and resources conform to the teachings of Islam. Sensitive, inaccurate and potentially blasphemous material will be censored or removed completely. If and when teachers are required by the curriculum to convey teachings that are totally against Islam, the Director of Islamic Studies will brief the relevant teachers and advise accordingly.
I had to pinch myself to ensure I wasn’t in some kind of strange nightmare. Here we are in 2013, in a global economy based on science and technology, in a modern, multicultural society, and we have schools funded by the British taxpayer which include in their prospectus the promise that “potentially blasphemous material will be censored”. What the fuck?
Free schools are directly accountable to the Department of Education rather than to the local education authorities. So, like it or not, this particular sack of shit is now perching atop Michael Gove’s desk. And The Independent is claiming that Gove knew about how much of a clusterfuck Al Madinah was long before OFSTED conducted their investigation.
Still, it’s a triumph of parental choice and religious insanity over actually providing a decent education.
British person problem: on the train, seeing someone with their wheely case on the seat next to them despite loads of people standing up. And not saying anything about how they could put the case under his seat because of social awkwardness and instead making a sarcastic joke to someone next to me about it.
You wouldn’t believe how much commuting is turning me into a sociopath.
“I wish my phone had more software created by my mobile phone operator”, said nobody ever.
I can’t remember the last time I ever successfully logged into a WordPress comment section using OpenID. I now reflexively avoid doing so. Well done, WordPress developers. Good show.
Trying Rails 4. It seems to want me to use the abomination known as CoffeeScript. That can fuck right off.
I’ve just turned Google’s Shared Endorsements off.
That shit can fuck right off. I’m getting very close to closing my Google+ account, and maybe even my Gmail accounts because of Google’s frequent fuckheadedness.
I’m coming out. (But was rather delayed by the train company.)
I want the world to know. (But O2’s 3G was playing silly buggers.)
I’ve got to let it show. (But I got to go to work first.)
I want the world to know. (They kind of do already.)
I have to shout. (Actually, no, I haven’t had enough caffeine.)
I need to break out of this shell. (Need to wake up first.)
There’s so much more to me. (If there wasn’t, why would I need to tell you?)
I’m coming out. (But wearing a coat because it is cold.)
Yes, yes, all good fun. But there’s a serious point here. If you are in the closet, so long as you aren’t surrounded by shitbags, coming out is likely to lower your likelihood for depression, make you less angry and boost your self-esteem. No, really.
You only have one life to lead. No point hiding away because some people might get pissy about it. Being out is living well. There really is no alternative.
RMT picketing outside Paddington station.
Drinking with OSMers.
Yeah, the people with their own websites will be able to go over 140 characters. And the links go to the permalinks on our sites rather than to Twitter’s permalinks.