Archive for April, 2011

(99) Wasteland the Movie

Is now available streaming on Netflix

with the great line around 28:00 about recycling one can – why? Because 99 is not 100.

Okay so I know I am writing as I am watching, but one thing which strikes me which I mentioned earlier in the semester vis a vis the student doc on the trash scavengers in Ha Noi, is how there can be this happiness, this joy, this sense of community … I obviously do not want to Romanticize this nor deny the suffering, but when joy happens it confirms what the one fellow says driving to the dump (to paraphrase) “it’s better to be poor and without shame than rich without morals.” That itself is also not necessarily only what it seems, but having spent a fair amount of time in the higher end workspaces of the USA – they are pretty lifeless compared to what I see in this movie. It is disturbing to think that spontaneous celebrations, community, and solidarity among workers are not productive practices within society, thbut rather are pushed to the dump where such is allowed to exist. Agsin, when the night picker says she is working honestly, it requires some critical thought, but unlike Kenneth Lay I think she believes it …

Okay well now this is the subjhect of the movie “I mistakenly thought they were happy … denial”  Okay – time to watch and not comment


End of Semester Deadlines!!

URBAN RESEARCH: All WASTEmap site tags should be uploaded by the end of the day Friday, 5.6. Make sure your name appears on all of your tags for the semester.

CASE STUDIES: All final case studies are due Monday, 5.16 @noon. Download and review all case study guidelines here, and refer to formatting and submission guidelines for detailed submission instructions.

Response to Team E-Waste Inquiry #3: Digital Sorting

I would say I spend on average very little time actually organizing and sorting my digital data in my various hard drives. At a capacity of 500 or 750 GB a drive, I own 6 drives in total. I wish I could say I keep them well organized, but most of the time I end up dumping files onto whichever drive I have handy, some files are backed up, some not. The things I end up discarding mostly (in order to acquire more room on the drives) are previous versions of video projects, Photoshop files, photos, etc. I do plan on going through each hard drive, backing up each file onto a master drive, and sorting each item into appropriate folders so I can easily access things. BUT the whole idea of the process makes me feel overwhelmed even though it would probably take a few hours to do so.

In terms of digital sorting, I would say I spend at least an two – three hours a day sorting through my various sources of information. Whether it be clicking on links I find worth clicking on to investigate further on Twitter, watching videos or reading articles sent to me by friends or family by email, or going through pages of blogs I frequent to sort out things I find valuable enough to share with others or Bookmark. I often wonder if spending hours on the Internet “researching” is productive or a waste of time.


in the news: nuclear waste

<jessica> Off this week’s e-waste topic, but in light of yesterday’s 25th anniversary of the Chernobyl disaster, here’s an interesting article from The Guardian (UK) on building repositories for nuclear waste.

E-Waste Inquiries

Regarding question 1 & 2 I actually have a joint answer. You might remember from the house hold refuse discussion that I was the member of the class that may have made you cringe (if you’re over due for a tetanus shot) with the plethora of  various metal based objects littered across my floor. One such object was an opened Xbox. During winter break my brother and I became extremely nostalgic for all of the old video games of our childhood. We considered a few ebay auctions for the different systems and the games but quickly realized our lack of storage space would be an issue. Plus we didn’t see a reason to spend a few hundred for a distraction.

We learned we could ‘mod’ an original Xbox and store Nintendo, Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis, Nintendo 64, Playstation and arcade games on it. For the remainder of winter break our bookmarks consisted of various sites that we marked for guides on the conversion process and also sites listing links for the games. Later on there existed a folder on my desktop and that folder eventually became too big and was moved to an external hard drive. While the Xbox is now setup and running we kept all that bookmarks and the filled external hard drive just incase we need to do it again. Unfortunately I messed up a few times and as a result we had to strip three other Xboxs for parts. These machines are still in my room stacked in the corner. They’ll probably stay for a while just incase we need parts. An attempt to save money and space resulted in the consumption of both physical and virtual space.

Sorting unfortunately is sort of a hobby, at least the time I spend on sorting you would think its a hobby. I’ve spent hours sorting and creating folders for my files. The afore mentioned game files were all organized according to system and were broken down into folders and alphabetized. I suppose I subconsciously recognize the messy haphazard nature of my physical existence and sought out order for my digital files.

when there is no such thing as too much information

by cindy

more info = greater productivity

or so at least according to one study:

Collyer Brothers

By: Elizabeth

I’m sure most of you have heard of the Collyer Brothers, but in case you haven’t… I just saw a puppet film (all done with paper puppets as opposed to animated) about them and was reminded of their ridiculous story.

They were two wealthy eccentric brothers who lived in Harlem and became insane horders over a period of decades (allegedly both a boat and an entire car were found among the rubble of their excavated apartment). They ended up literally being killed by the stockpile of their own household refuse- One brother was crushed by an avalanche of stuff, leaving the second (who, handicapped and blind, depended on his brother for survivial) to starve to death.

Their home was eventually destroyed and turned into a park, in their honor.