Unreliable Rewritable Media

I admit it: working in the CD-R industry spoiled me. For the last eight years, I’ve gotten all my recordable media – and recorders – for free. So I didn’t have a personal stake when software bugs or system problems caused me to burn “coasters” which went straight from the recorder into the trash (no, not all those bugs were in released software – I frequently tested alphas and betas). I had been given some CD-RW (rewritable) discs for testing, but never used them much; my habits were formed before MultiRead, when very few CD-ROM drives or car audio players would reliably read CD-RW.

But now I’m paying for my own media, and I’ve been having system problems causing discs to be eaten at an alarming rate, so it was time to be a little more cautious and try some test runs with discs that I wouldn’t have to throw away if the burn went wrong. Also, I was burning MPEGs to VideoCDs to be viewed in the DVD player, and I’d heard that at least some DVD players like CD-RW better than plain CD-R.

I had on hand eight CD-RW discs, accumulated over the last four years, most of which I had written to once or twice, then never touched again. I burned the VideoCDs on those, using VideoCD Creator in Easy CD Creator 5 and 4 (that component of the software is identical in both versions). No problem; the DVD player played them without a hiccup.

But I was getting new MPEGs in at a rate which would eat up 2-3 discs a week. (No, I am not confessing to a major pornography habit; this is all family viewing.) We want to keep this stuff around to watch again (until the same is available on DVD or VHS, when we’ll buy it), but it would be expensive to store it all on CD-RW. So I figured I’d copy the same VideoCDs to CD-R discs, and see if the DVD player liked those all right.

I copied the first disc (using CD Copier from ECDC 4) and tested it immediately on the DVD player. No problem. So I copied the remaining shows onto CD-R, then erased the CD-RWs so I could use them to transfer the original (450 MB) MPEGs from my laptop to my desktop computer for safekeeping. It seemed logical to re-use the same couple of CD-RWs over and over for this process, erasing each time.

Surprise, surprise! I was only able to re-use each CD-RW once or twice. After that, the CDs burned in one recorder became difficult to read in the other recorder (on the desktop), and then they all became unerasable. I tried three different brands of CD-RW, on two different systems, with three different recorders. On the advice of my elite gang of CD-R experts, I tried SuperBlank, a blanking utility from the makers of WinZip. “If SuperBlank can’t do it, give up.” It did manage on one or two, but the rest I had to give up for dead.

Eventually I came to the conclusion (backed by my expert witnesses, Mike Richterand Aldo Bazan), that, except maybe for some old slow-rated discs written in non-high-speed recorders, CD-RWs simply die after a few months. Mike says: “Every time I’ve written about this in the newsgroups, I’ve expected someone to come along with a contrary story, but so far all I’ve had is a few saying that they last long enough for their needs – say, a month or two.”

So… CD-RW may have its place as a short-term form of sneakernet (to transfer large quantities of data between two machines). But if you have anything important stored on CD-RW, copy it off to hard disk or CD-R right now! Otherwise you may find that it’s gone forever.


Pop Quiz

Q: How is CD-R related to a Mel Brooks movie?

Edward Idell answered: Well, there’s always “High Anxiety” as to whether the disc will burn or be a coaster. So, you’re always wondering if the disc is “To Be or Not to Be”.

We’ll give him an “A” for sense of humor and familiarity with Mel Brooks’ movies! But the real answer is that Rock Ridge was the name of a committee formed in the early 1990s to create an extension to the ISO 9660 file system standard for CD-ROM which would better support UNIX by allowing longer filenames and greater directory depth.

This committee named itself after the fictional town in Mel Brooks’ Blazing Saddles. A later committee, aimed at created a standard format for bootable CDs, called itself “El Torito” after the chain Tex-Mex restaurant in which the idea was first discussed over lunch.


Software Poetry

Shakespeare updated by a friend in the software business:

Th’ expense of software in a waste of time
Is bugged in action; makes users savage, bloody, murderous, extreme, rude, cruel;
Used, software is perjur’d, not to trust, full of blame,
Enjoy’d no sooner, but despised straight;
Past reason purchased or pirated; and no sooner licensed,
Past reason hated, as a swallow’d bait,
On purpose developed to make the user mad:
Mad in pursuit, and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;
A bliss in proof,–and prov’d, a very woe;
Before, a solution propos’d; behind, a corrupted data stream:
All this the world well knows; yet none knows well
To shun the software that leads users to this hell.

 –  By William Shakespeare (1564-1616), (revised 2001)

National Self-Esteem

Can a country have an inferiority complex? Certainly the US strongly feels its own superiority, and this is reflected in its media. As pointed out in a Doonesbury cartoon years ago, a lot of American advertising uses the word “America” to sell products that have nothing to do with nationality. Mike Doonesbury asks: “Why are Americans so insecure about themselves? Do any other countries make ads that are so relentlessly chauvinistic?”

As a matter of fact, they don’t – at least not that I’ve seen. But Mike had the wrong end of the stick: the driving force here is not insecurity, but pride. Americans have a strong sense of what it means to be American, and it’s the kind of warm, fuzzy feeling that makes advertisers want to create a link (in the public mind) between their product and “being American.”

Watching American TV, you might get the idea that American is not only the best thing to be, it’s the only thing to be. The American media tends to ignore the rest of the world, at least until forced by events to sit up and take notice.

To a point, this is understandable; most news organizations report to a local/national audience whose interest in faraway events is limited. In reports of, say, an airline disaster, the local news will say that “x number of people from our country were involved, x others;” I’ve seen this in both the UK and Italy. The disasters that no one local is likely to be involved in get short shrift indeed: “x thousand people killed in floods in Bangladesh. End of story.”

But the United States is the leading player on the world stage, so other countries’ news media report extensively on America’s affairs, both internal and external. What happens in America affects the world. (This, by the way, is a huge responsibility, but one that most Americans seem unaware that they carry.)

Italy, on the other hand, seems to have an inferiority complex. It’s the world’s fifth or sixth largest economy, yet Italians seem to feel that Italy doesn’t really deserve much of a position on the world stage. Maybe I’m just imagining things, but I get this impression most strongly from the Italian news media.

The US public probably would not have noticed that Italy sent troops to the Gulf War, but the Italian TV news gave “our boys” lots of coverage, partly, I suppose, because it was easier and cheaper to interview them than soldiers of other nationalities. But sometimes it felt as if the Italian journalists were like the nerdy kid who tries too hard to get noticed by the rest of the class: “See, see! We’re there, too!”

A couple of Italian pilots managed to do something newsworthy: they were shot down, captured, and beat up by the Iraqis. The Italian press was delirious: finally, we have something momentous to say about Italy’s participation in the war.

Italy’s lack of national self-esteem shows in other ways. There are some things that everyone acknowledges the Italians are good at: food, design, leather. But beyond that, many Italians are convinced that the Americans do it better. Back when I was with Incat Systems, a small Italian company bent on conquering the global CD-R software market, we had trouble selling our software to Italians; some thought that software from Italy couldn’t possibly be any good. When half of the company moved to California and the same Easy CD software had an American address on it, more Italians were eager to buy it: it’s American, it must be good. (Whether Italian or American, Easy CD went on to take the lion’s share of the worldwide CD-R market; that’s why Adaptec bought it.)

As far as American customers knew, Easy CD was always an American product. Years later, when Easy CD Creator 4 was released, the suggested retail price (SRP) was $99 in the US, with a $20 rebate. In Europe SRP was set at the after-rebate price of $79. I got vitriolic email from an American: “How dare you give a lower price to foreigners on an American product?”

My response was: “The original Easy CD Creator was the offspring of Easy CD, developed in Italy, and CD Creator, developed in Canada. Even today, of the engineering staff in California, at least half were not born in America. So what exactly is an ‘American’ product?”

Never heard from him again.

“Brave” Opinions

I started out thinking that this newsletter would be technical, then realized that I am currently (maybe permanently) burned out on writing about my one great area of technical expertise, CD-R. So the thing took a travel-writing sort of turn, but then the events of and following Sept 11 made that seem trivial. My last edition got more serious, and one person wrote that I was “brave” to take on the topics that I did.

Honestly, I didn’t think of it as taking a big leap – I feel that I’m simply sharing thoughts with an extended circle of friends, and I hope that you perceive this as a conversation in which you are welcome to take part, even if (so far) I’m doing most of the talking. Calling this a “newsletter” doesn’t give me any particular authority, and I don’t claim to know all the answers or always to be sure of what I’m saying. One reader took issue with some of my comments in the last issue, but I think we’ve sorted that out – we’ve established that we both like a good argument. <grin>

This is different from what I was doing before for the company, and I’m still feeling my way into it. After years of technical and marketing writing, I’ve moved to the op-ed page. Here I don’t have the restrictions of representing a company, and can be candid about my own thoughts and opinions. Where there is opinion, there’s always room for dispute, so I don’t expect you always to agree with or like what I have to say. But I do hope you’ll always feel free to discuss it with me.

Now, It’s Personal

A few weeks ago I wrote about Woodstock School, and you probably guessed from the tone as well as the content that the place means a lot to me. Before I arrived at Woodstock, I had led a tumultuous life which included attending nine different schools in several different countries. Woodstock was a haven and a refuge, and it provided a much-needed stable point of reference in my chaotic life.

So, if there is any place in the world that I truly call home, it’s there – on a beautiful campus tucked away in the foothills of the Himalayas, far from the world and all its troubles.

Or so I thought.

Today, through the alumni network, I learned about the publication in The Indian Express newspaper of the prison diary of Ahmed Omar Sheikh. A British national of Pakistani origin, he was jailed in India in 1994 for kidnapping four people. His objective was to hold them for a very particular ransom: the release of Maulana Masood Azhar, a Kashmiri separatist militant then in an Indian jail. In 1999, a plane was hijacked in India, and this time Sheikh succeeded: the planeload of hostages was released in exchange for the freedom of Azhar, Sheikh himself, and another. According to the Express, “The FBI is exploring leads that Sheikh could have been involved in the transfer of $100,000 to Mohammad Atta, one of the hijackers in the September 11 attacks in the US.”

The diary recounts Sheikh’s arrival in India in 1994 and his various attempts to find foreigners, preferably Americans, to kidnap. His plan was to befriend a foreigner travelling alone, and invite the person to visit his “family”, who would then take the traveller hostage. While travelling about in search of victims, Sheikh wrote:

“Next morning, I went to Woodstock School… and applied for a job as a teacher. … if I got it, I could easily bring one of my co-teachers down to visit my ‘relatives’… I had an interview with the vice-principal and I didn’t get offered the job!”

In other words, he hoped to take a job teaching at Woodstock so that he could kidnap one of its American teachers.

In the event, nothing happened; the vice-principal either smelled a rat, or simply didn’t care for Sheikh’s qualifications. But this news was a fist in the stomach to me. I had already accepted, reluctantly, that now is not the time for me to go to Mussoorie for the 20th-anniversary reunion that I and my classmates were so looking forward to. I’m not so concerned about my personal safety – I have a very good sense of self-preservation and am alert to possible dangers. But, with war going on in the vicinity, things could get messy and travel become more difficult, and I didn’t want to leave my family in Italy to worry about me if I got stuck.

But now I must even more reluctantly accept that my beloved school is a potential target. And that truly hits me where it hurts.


Postscript

In July, 2002, Shaikh was sentenced to death in Pakistan for masterminding the kidnapping and murder of Daniel Pearl.

 

Some Thoughts on Extremism

Talking with a friend about the events of September 11th, he mentioned that many devout Muslims, and even Hindus, are offended by some things they see on Western television. My first reaction to this was: “If it bothers them, they don’t have to watch it.” In some countries, governments try to “protect” their people from material that may transgress “local standards,” though censorship is more often in the interest of protecting the governments themselves than their citizens’ social values. We in the West react with horror at the thought of such censorship, and many people go to a great deal of trouble to obtain materials that their governments don’t approve of (hence the popularity of shortwave radios to pick up the Voice of America and the BBC World Service).

However, let’s look at the other side of the coin. Compared with standards in Europe, Americans are downright prudish. In Europe, billboards featuring naked women are common; in Italy, even supposedly serious news magazines boost sales by putting a picture of a naked, full-breasted woman on almost every cover. In the US, such goings-on would be dimly viewed by the peculiar anti-pornography partnership of Christian Conservatives and feminists. (The feminists fear that such uses of women’s bodies are exploitative. Many American religious conservatives, as far as I can tell, are simply horrified by the thought of sex for anything other than procreation.)

Does this mean that everybody in America is so politically correct, or so conservative? Of course not. But there seem to be an awful lot of people in America who put an awful lot of energy into trying to tell other people how to live their lives. Even when I agree with their basic beliefs, this frightens me.

I hate, loathe, and despise the Taliban for similar reasons: they have managed to impose their way of thinking – an extremely conservative way of thinking – on most of their country, to the grave detriment of all its citizens, but especially the women. Since I (unlike them) believe in democracy and freedom of choice, I fully grant every member of the Taliban the right to determine for himself what his religious beliefs are and how he will live his life in accordance with them. But I don’t agree that the Taliban have the right to impose those beliefs on anybody else.

Afghanistan in recent years is a chilling example of what can happen when “righteousness” is taken to its logical extreme. Could it happen in America? Shortly after the terrorist attacks, Jerry Falwell and Pat Robertson, two prominent American religious conservatives, spoke on television:

[Falwell] “I really believe that the pagans and the abortionists and the feminists and the gays and lesbians who are actively trying to make that an alternative lifestyle, the ACLU, People for the American Way — all of them who have tried to secularize America — I point the finger in their face and say, “You helped this happen.”” quoted in the Washington Post

In other words, if America as a whole practiced Falwell’s brand of Christianity, God would protect us from terrorists.

Take this kind of thinking to its logical extreme, and you have the America imagined by Margaret Atwood in her novel The Handmaid’s Tale. If you haven’t read this book already, I strongly recommend that you do. The society it depicts is not that different (for women) from Afghanistan under the Taliban.

Similar thoughts, more elegantly expressed: Fighting the Forces of Invisibility, By Salman Rushdie

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