A 50-something French dude that’s old enough to think blogs are still cool, if not cooler than ever. I also like to write and to sketch.

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  • Doesn’t ‘smart’ implies the action of ‘monitoring’ whatever is being ‘smarted’, in order to be able to react to any event concerning that whatever?

    So, data would be collected. The nature of data being to be processed, information would then be gathered about that whatever. And then, people and society being what they are, said data will be used to gain some edge.

    It’s a bit like imagining that, unlike all the others, one would remain a nice guy even if becoming a billionaire. That won’t happen. Such levels of fortune implies to be merciless… no matter how generous one can also be.




  • If by family you mean biological family, I never really cared much what they think about anything (or about anyone). Also, I was still a little boy when I had to learn how to protect my privacy from my intrusive mom. So, yeah what anyone else may think about my choice and priorities was never that important.

    If you’re referring to my real family, aka the person I decided to share my life with almost 30 years ago, we’re both adults and we both are fine with the other not doing things exactly like we would do them (it happens we also both care about preserving as much of our privacy), like we’re fine with the other having activities we’re not involved in ;)




  • Hi,

    Based on the screenshots and your description, it looks nice and it certainly is an app many people would like to use. I also like that it is both an app and a selfhosted web-thingy (making it available anywhere while being fully private)

    Give Journiv a try, share your feedback and report issues. It means a lot at this stage.

    As the admin of the !journaling@sh.itjust.works community, as someone who has been journaling for almost 50 years now, and as someone that was also heavy into digital journaling (I have probably used most digital tools one can imagine, and was also a DO user since it was first introduced years before it became sub-based) that have quit using digital journaling years ago out of privacy concerns, I would love to try your app and give you some feedback if I can, and to share my experience using it with our little journaling community.

    Alas, I’m also not that much of a geek and, reading the Docker guide, I did not even manage to understand how I was supposed to install the ‘Docker Compose’ and/or the ‘Docker Desktop’ parts of the install process. So, well, I’m kinda stuck at what most people would consider a rather early stage ;)

    Would you happen to know any noob-friendly intro and an install guide for that Docker thingy, beside its official doc? Or is there another way to install it?



  • Yeah, I’m pretty sure they’re devised for your standard paperback. I’m serious about making my own, but time… What really bugs me is that they all use the same length for the arm, like nobody was actually using those on a daily basis without feeling they could easily be much better without spending much more to make them.



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    I use a pair of 19 led cheapo ones from amazon (the more led they come with, the brighter). They seem to last quite well (more than 2 years for those models and the battery still holds for hours of reading, so far). Why two of them since I can only read one book at a time? So I can keep on reading, when i need to charge one. Also, just to be sure I still have one if I ever damage the other: it’s really useful (even more getting older ;).

    Provided they have enough LED, most will be decent (I’ve used a few models along the years) but most of them share similar issues/limitations:

    • the twisty arm is never long enough to accommodate larger, taller, or thicker books (it’s even worse with non-twistable models).
    • Battery maybe be meh. I’m quite happy with those ‘ZYRIVON’ ones I use.

    The arm being a tad too short means I constantly need to adjust the lamp position to focus the light on one page or on the bottom part of that page when the book is taller. Still, they’re really incredibly useful and I use them every single day.

    One day, I will craft my own to fit my specific needs (aka a longer arm, and a tad more led to get a larger coverage without having to twitch the lamp). I already customized mines by adding a small DIY lampshade to prevent the light to spread to widely and risk blinding my partner while we’re sitting one next to another, or when in bed reading late at night.



  • Yeah. It’s also very sad to realize how many competent people refuse(d) to understand that it was written from the very beginning. And that is not for the lack of people raising concerns very early on.

    Personally, I’ve almost given up on protecting my online and digital privacy’. Almost, because I still do all I can to protect it but I also don’t have much illusion how fragile it is. My reasoning has been quite simple, to be honest: the day realized I could not trust online/tech, that those device I use and paid for never were fully ‘mine’, and that there is not much I can do to change that I did the only thing a non-tech-savvy person like myself could do: I stopped trusting said tech. I now barely use them, and barely for any personal matters.

    Offline and analog is my choice as much as it is still possible. They can’t as easily spy on (or track my usage of) my pen when I write or sketch in my notebook (they can’t even tell if I dare sketch naughty erotic sketches!), nor can they tell to whom I show said sketches, and texts. They can’t look over my shoulder while I’m reading a printed book, nor can they remotely delete it or edit its content the day they decide the book should be edited or destroyed because deemed not acceptable anymore. They have no idea what offline media I watch (ie, DVDs). They have no clue how poorly and with whom I play chess on my portable chess set from the 80s (or on my much older desk set) that require no batteries and no software and security updates to keep running flawlessly. They can’t track my every moves through my dumb mechanical watch either. And they don’t know what food I eat or what goods I buy if I don’t use some online delivery services and if I pay with cash.

    They’ve already started changing access to cash. here in France, it’s now illegal to go out with more than approx. 1000 or 1500€ and anyone trying to withdraw more than that is expected to justify their use before getting access to what is supposed to be their own money.

    But for the rest, there is not much they can do against offline/analog. Beside, maybe, forbidding the use of offline media, control access to sheets of paper (I’ve learned decades ago how to make my own paper). And the could also stop teaching kids handwriting so they would have to use device of some sort. Oh, wait…

    It remains to be seen if any of these efforts will curb or limit in any way what is now a global multi-billion dollar market,

    Is anyone still doubting how far they’re willing to go? I don’t.

    edit: missing words.







  • Plusieurs petites choses sympathiques:

    • Jules Verne, ‘Voyage au centre de la terre’. C’est un bouquin qui a pas mal de défauts (comme presque systématiquement avec l’ami Jules, et qui suis-je pour oser critiquer) mais c’est aussi un de ceux qui se lisent encore le mieux, à mon avis toujours.
      (Axel, le narrateur décrivant son oncle, géologue et prof à l’université dès les première spages du roman) Non pas qu’il se préoccupât d’avoir des élèves assidus à ses leçons, ni du degré d’attention qu’ils lui accordaient, ni du succès qu’ils pourraient obtenir par la suite ; ces détails ne l’inquiétaient guère. Il professait « subjectivement », suivant une expression de la philosophie allemande, pour lui et non pour les autres. C’était un savant égoïste, un puits de science dont la poulie grinçait quand on voulait en tirer quelque chose : en un mot, un avare.
      En passant, c’est très inquiétant de réaliser la différence dans le niveau de compétence (grammaire, vocabulaire, entre autres choses) qui était attendu des jeunes et des moins jeunes lecteurs de l’époque (1870, quelque part par là) comparé à ce qu’on est en droit d’espérer aujourd’hui des lecteurs.
      L’Education Nationale a tellement profondément échoué dans sa mission… d’éducation, que ça en ferait une guignolade sans pareil si ce n’était pas d’abord une tragédie qui va se payer terriblement cher. Le plus triste c’est que ce n’est pas nous, les ‘vieux’ qui sommes pourtant responsables de cet échec terrifiant et duquel il n’y a aucune certitude que nous pourrons nous sortir, ce n’est pas nous qui allons en payer le prix. C’est toute cette jeunesse à qui nous aurons permis de ne rien apprendre ou presque, à l’école mais aussi presque partout ailleurs, et surtout pas à lire, par peur de lui demander de subir la moindre contrariété.
    • De la poésie. Un peu de Milton, ‘Paradise Lost’.
      Nine times the Space that measures Day and Night
      To mortal men, he with his horrid crew
      Lay vanquisht, rowling in the fiery Gulfe
      Confounded though immortal: But his doom
      Reserv’d him to more wrath; for now the thought
      Both of lost happiness and lasting pain
      Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes
      That witness’d huge affliction and dismay
      Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate:
      At once as far as Angels kenn he views
      The dismal Situation waste and wilde,
      A Dungeon horrible, on all sides round
      As one great Furnace flam’d, yet from those flames
      No light, but rather darkness visible
      Serv’d onely to discover sights of woe,
      Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace
      And rest can never dwell, hope never comes
      That comes to all; but torture without end
      (j’ai copié-collé ces vers (Livre I, v 50-67) d’un site web, l’édition Everyman’s que je lis propose le poème dans une orthographe plus contemporaine).
      On ne lit jamais assez de poésie, dans n’importe quelle langue qu’on a la chance de pratiquer. D’ailleurs, si vous êtes plus tenté de lire un poète francophone, et peut-être aussi disons par un poète un peu moins poussiéreux que l’ami Milton (il a écrit son ‘Paradise’ courant du 17e siècle, ce dinosaure édenté), après mûre réflexion (aka, j’ai tendu la main et sorti un livre presque au hasard de mon rayon poésie), je me fais une joie de vous suggérer Emile Verhaeren (19e siècle, comme promis c’est bien plus récent celui-là est à peine poussiéreux dans les coins). Voici un extrait de ‘Les campagnes hallucinées’ :
      Celui qui n’a rien dit
      Est mort, le coeur muet,
      Lorsque la nuit
      Sonnait
      Ses douze coups
      Au coeur des minuits fous.
    • Un peu de Thucydide ‘La guerre du Péloponèse’. Un pavé, mais aussi le texte que je recommanderais à n’importe qui désireux d’en savoir un peu plus sur la période, un bon bouquin qui s’il n’a pas la rigueur de certains de nos ouvrages d’historiens contemporains, bardés de citations et de références bibliographiques, a toujours le rare mérite d’être non seulement très plaisant à lire mais aussi et surtout d’avoir amorcé ce travail vers plus de rigueur que nous sommes censés pouvoir apprécier à sa juste valeur. Pour celle/celui qui hésiterait entre les différentes éditions disponibles, le Folio n’est pas un mauvais choix. Par contre, si vous trouviez déjà Verhaeren poussiéreux et l’ami Milton franchement dinosaurien, pour le coup vous vous vous approchez dangereusement des toutes premières minutes juste après le Big Bang, là, vu que ce con de Thucydide a écrit (sans ordinateur, et sans abonnement cloud, quel loser) son bouquin aux alentours de -400. Je ne me souviens pas trop de ce que je faisais cette année-là, perso. Probablement, je jouais aux Lego dans ma chambre. Ou alors je parcourais avec un intense respect académique les magazines cochons que mon père cachait si mal dans sa bibliothèque autrement très sérieuse.
      Cette histoire de la guerre entre les Péloponésiens et les Athéniens est l’oeuvre de Thucydide d’Athènes. L’auteur a entrepris ce travail dès le début des hostilités. Il avait prévu que ce serait une grande guerre et qu’elle aurait plus de retentissement que tous les conflits antérieurs. Il avait fait ce pronostic en observant que, de part et d’autre, les États entrant en lutte se trouvaient dans tous les domaines à l’apogée de leur puissance. Il constatait d’autre part que tout le reste du monde grec ralliait l’un ou l’autre camps. Ceux qui ne prenaient immédiatement parti, se disposaient à le faire. Et fut en effet la crise la plus grave qui eût jamais ébranlé la Grèce et, avec elle, la majeure partie de l’humanité en ressentit les effets.
      On lui laissera le soin de défendre ses opinions sur la portée universelle ou presque de cette guerre (qui ne fut effectivement pas complètement anecdotique), mais je trouve que ça reste une excellente façon d’introduire le sujet. Presque autant que ceci qui, à mon avis, reste indétrônable :
      « Ce que j’écris est ce que je considère comme vrai ; car les traditions des Hellènes sont multiples et, à mon sens, ridicules » (Hécatée de Milet, Généalogies, merci Wikipedia)
    • Et, enfin, dernière lecture de cette semaine : beaucoup (trop) d’annonces immobilières, vu qu’on cherche à quitter Paris pour s’installer… juste à côté, dans le sud de Paris ;)

  • Not sure how unusual it is but I it’s quite uncommon around here: I don’t watch tv. I have not owned a tv set since the early 00s and I don’t miss having one (we watch DVDs on a computer). I also do not listen to news channels at all—and I don’t miss them either, as I prefer to read a couple daily newspapers (one from each side of our political spectrum, to make sure I never fell asleep within my own certainties/values).