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Hi folks. The COC update was the last straw. Apparently English is the only permitted language on here. You'll find me on Twitter @brett_sheffield until I can find an instance that has more open views. So long and thanks for all the Toots.

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IP Multicast will play a prominent role on the Internet in the coming years. It is a requirement, not an option, if the Internet is going to scale. Multicast allows application developers to add more functionality without significantly impacting the network.

-- RFC3170, Sep 2001

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So, this is Mastodon... hello!

We need our decentralized Internet back, and this looks like a tiny step in the right direction.

I write Free Software, evangelise about IPv6 and decentralizing the Internet, and do rude and unusual things with multicast. So I might write a few things about that.

Or I might grumble a lot and post pictures of tractors. It could go either way. Stay tuned...

Hi folks. The COC update was the last straw. Apparently English is the only permitted language on here. You'll find me on Twitter @brett_sheffield until I can find an instance that has more open views. So long and thanks for all the Toots.

Just confirmed I'll be speaking about privacy, decentralisation and multicast at Ubucon Europe in Portugal in October. 🤠

Thanks to @onepict for the suggestion.

IP Multicast will play a prominent role on the Internet in the coming years. It is a requirement, not an option, if the Internet is going to scale. Multicast allows application developers to add more functionality without significantly impacting the network.

-- RFC3170, Sep 2001

Just as the Steve Jobs and Bill Gates of the 1970s were reacting against the Big Tech of their time (IBM) I think the pendulum is once again going to swing in the direction of more personal ownership and control over computing rather than big centralized systems.

This time instead of a computer in every home it's going to be something more like a server in every home - or something performing the same function as a server.

Big Tech hasn't been neutralised by the #CopyrightDirective, they've been sold a Perpetual Internet Domination license. If you think they're bad in 2018, give it a competition-free decade. You're really not going to like Big Tech 2028.

But they ignore the potential unseating rivals who can't possibly afford this, who will vanish as a consequence. The big companies don't even have to buy them out to get rid of them anymore, just wait for the compliance costs to kill them.

There's good thinking here. P2P, distributed storage, zero trust. We can do all of that without blockchain. Blockchain doesn't solve the distributed communication problem. For that, we need Internet-wide multicast.

@lain I was shooting heroin and reading “The Fountainhead” in the front seat of my privately owned police cruiser when a call came in. I put a quarter in the radio to activate it. It was the chief. “Bad news, detective. We got a situation.” “What? Is the mayor trying to ban trans fats again?” “Worse. Somebody just stole four hundred and forty-seven million dollars’ worth of bitcoins.” The heroin needle practically fell out of my arm. “What kind of monster would do something like that? Bitcoins are the ultimate currency: virtual, anonymous, stateless. They represent true economic freedom, not subject to arbitrary manipulation by any government. Do we have any leads?” “Not yet. But mark my words: we’re going to figure out who did this and we’re going to take them down … provided someone pays us a fair market rate to do so.” “Easy, chief,” I said. “Any rate the market offers is, by definition, fair.” He laughed. “That’s why you’re the best I got, Lisowski. Now you get out there and find those bitcoins.” “Don’t worry,” I said. “I’m on it.” I put a quarter in the siren. Ten minutes later, I was on the scene. It was a normal office building, strangled on all sides by public sidewalks. I hopped over them and went inside. “Home Depot™ Presents the Police!®” I said, flashing my badge and my gun and a small picture of Ron Paul. “Nobody move unless you want to!” They didn’t. “Now, which one of you punks is going to pay me to investigate this crime?” No one spoke up. “Come on,” I said. “Don’t you all understand that the protection of private property is the foundation of all personal liberty?” It didn’t seem like they did. “Seriously, guys. Without a strong economic motivator, I’m just going to stand here and not solve this case. Cash is fine, but I prefer being paid in gold bullion or autographed Penn Jillette posters.” Nothing. These people were stonewalling me. It almost seemed like they didn’t care that a fortune in computer money invented to buy drugs was missing. I figured I could wait them out. I lit several cigarettes indoors. A pregnant lady coughed, and I told her that secondhand smoke is a myth. Just then, a man in glasses made a break for it. “Subway™ Eat Fresh and Freeze, Scumbag!®” I yelled. Too late. He was already out the front door. I went after him. “Stop right there!” I yelled as I ran. He was faster than me because I always try to avoid stepping on public sidewalks. Our country needs a private-sidewalk voucher system, but, thanks to the incestuous interplay between our corrupt federal government and the public-sidewalk lobby, it will never happen. I was losing him. “Listen, I’ll pay you to stop!” I yelled. “What would you consider an appropriate price point for stopping? I’ll offer you a thirteenth of an ounce of gold and a gently worn ‘Bob Barr ‘08’ extra-large long-sleeved men’s T-shirt!” He turned. In his hand was a revolver that the Constitution said he had every right to own. He fired at me and missed. I pulled my own gun, put a quarter in it, and fired back. The bullet lodged in a U.S.P.S. mailbox less than a foot from his head. I shot the mailbox again, on purpose. “All right, all right!” the man yelled, throwing down his weapon. “I give up, cop! I confess: I took the bitcoins.” “Why’d you do it?” I asked, as I slapped a pair of Oikos™ Greek Yogurt Presents Handcuffs® on the guy. “Because I was afraid.” “Afraid?” “Afraid of an economic future free from the pernicious meddling of central bankers,” he said. “I’m a central banker.” I wanted to coldcock the guy. Years ago, a central banker killed my partner. Instead, I shook my head. “Let this be a message to all your central-banker friends out on the street,” I said. “No matter how many bitcoins you steal, you’ll never take away the dream of an open society based on the principles of personal and economic freedom.” He nodded, because he knew I was right. Then he swiped his credit card to pay me for arresting him. The End.

Another behind us
Brain buzzing with ideas
Much code to write

Who in my network is going to this weekend? Drop me a note if you want to meet up.

I always diligently screw the lids carefully back on to superglue tubes after first use. I've yet to find one that is usable when I need it again.

First Mastodon impressions:

1) A bit confusing at first, but I'm sure I'll get used to it. Local/global federation boundaries adds complexity. Finding content/people to follow is taking some time.

2) Choosing a network took a few false starts. Networks suggested that were full. Not all sites have their rules clearly published. Tried mastodon.social, but their email is broken (no MX records, and A/AAAA not configured for email).

3) Search needs work. No results for multicast, not even own post

So, this is Mastodon... hello!

We need our decentralized Internet back, and this looks like a tiny step in the right direction.

I write Free Software, evangelise about IPv6 and decentralizing the Internet, and do rude and unusual things with multicast. So I might write a few things about that.

Or I might grumble a lot and post pictures of tractors. It could go either way. Stay tuned...

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