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wwoofcsa · 5 years ago

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October 2018

So its been a crazy few weeks,

We got back from the burn, mikey, jake and i went camping with jordan rabin in big basin, south of san francsico.

We had a beautiful experience, with deep reflecting and processing. We took some psychedelics and i came away with reevaluating my relationship with marijauana. I had some time to come to terms with the fact that this substance was no longer serving me and that i am taking some space from this relationship. I had some time to connect with jake and jordan, and mikey was able to process on his own, as he took the day to stay sober, and work on himself in a clear headed way.

It was a beautiufl day of self and group exploration, and a very good transition period

We then dropped mikey and jake off at the airport, jordan and i got some good time to hang for a minute and then i went out to vipassana, headed down to hang out with avi in palo alto and relaxed a bit before the journey

One night after spending a lovely day with avi, i went up to jordan edelheits house. In these few weeks in san fran, i had such an incredible opportunity to connect and grow my relationship with jordan. I feel like we really had time to sink in a bit more, and i truly feel that the bond between us is one of the more beautiful and healthier bonds ive had in my life. I have so much love with her, and so we have so much depth, that i feel like i was able to swim around in the pool of love with her. It was a similar feeling to my past “in love” experiences, but i noticed, that i had very little (or no) attatchement toward her. I had nothing i wanted from her, i had no expectations, and no desire for her to be a certain way. I was just able to share love with her, it was incredible. She is such a passionate, inspiring woman, and i was blessed to share space and time with her.

On that note, jordan met a man who was been running an event for the past 10 years in san francisco, called “you are going to die”. At this event, any one in the audience, has the stage for 5 minutes. They can perform whatever is on their heart, as long as it revolves around the idea of death. In this powerful emotional experience, people share songs, poems, short stories or anything else that expresses their connection to death. Some people share about the death of an experience, or an identity; some share about the death of a car, or a loved one. Some talk about their fear of death, some dress death up to be a beautiful woman and describe a dance they once had with this woman. There are countless beautiful 5 minute incriments. The goal of this event, is to foster vulnerability and intimacy around something that we all experience. It’s to create community through sharing our fears, joys and emotions.

Jordan had attended a few of these events and really vibed with the idea, so other than approaching the guy who ran it, and proposing they work together to expand the organization, she also developed a small, more intimate spin off of the event in her home. She was living in a moishe house (a jewish co-op) where her rent was subsidzed and in return she was required to facilitate a few events a month for young jews in the area. So she decided to run an incredible event, in which i had the pleasure of attending. The event was a similar format to “you are going to die” but the topic, instead of death, was love and sexuality.

What an incredible night it was. It was a group of about 20-30 of the most beautiful people. People wrote and performed songs, shared poetry, told stories and shared themselves, in a small living room, off the panhandle in san francisco. I asked jordan if i could share part of one of the meditations i had been doing throughout this year. She seemed a little hesitant, as she didnt know what vibes i would bring and what crowd was coming that evening. As the evening started, jordan was supposed to start us off with a little poem but she was having some jitters. I, feeling very very nervous, knew that this was my opportunity to step up, and i did.

“Hey, ive got a meditation to share to help everyone connect and calm down, and to set the tone of the evening, can i share?” i asked.

She smiled lovingly, and introduced me, and that was that. I had my five minutes, and the beautiful, sexy, intimate night began. I am so happy to have been able to frame the evening with safe and loving atmosphere.

About a half hour in a girl came late, and asked jordan if we had all taken mdma because we all felt so connected hahaha

I cant even begin to express just how magical those beautiful beings were, how at home i felt, and how in tune with the universe i felt.

MY TRIP! Mikey bribes a federal official

From avi’s, maytal dropped me off at the airport and i was off.

Max and D were in java, indonesia, finishing up a vipassana and mikey and i were gonna meet them and start our travels together. Plot twistttt, after vipassana, mikey told me he was gonna be on standby for the next few days because he was getting a free flight from ika, his previous lady friend. Maya faya messaged me, telling me that i should come see her in bali for the last few days of her trip. I could meet her for a few days as she moved on to australia, and i started my journey. Because i didnt wanna chill in java alone, and a guy at my vipassana told me java didnt offer a great deal for backpackers, i decided to hang out with maya for a few days. We had a nice few afternoons together, we tripped acid on the beach, talked about life, and processed her trip. Mikey was supposed to arrive the day before she left and we were all gonna do a bit of hanging for old times sake. So mikey calls me and tells me that he cant fly in until the day that maya flys out but he may be able to land a few hours earlier so we can all chill for a minute or two.

Maya and i are a bit bummed but, at least we got our time together. So i tell maya that ill drop her off at the airport and pick mikey up at the same time. This is the plan

BUT THEN!

Mikey calls me the morning of his arrival, and tells me that he landed in the singapore airport. All seemed well until he tried to get the airline to print out his ticket. They told him he wasnt allowed to get on the flight because he has a temporary passport and he wont be allowed to enter indonesia without a special visa prior to his landing. Hes freaking out a bit (completely valid) and were trying to figure out the best plan of action. The officials told him to go to the immigration office in singapore and take out a visa, which could take one to two weeks. FUCK

My thought process was that if could just get onto the plane, and land in bali, we could figure the rest out. It would be much harder to get rid of him once he was already in the country, and either way, it wasnt illegal for him to get on the flight. so the next step, was to figure out how to get him onto the flight

our game plan was as follows:

-try to ask another flight attendant to get him a ticket (because they might not ask for his passport)

-if that didnt work, leave the airport and come back in and try and check in, as if he had been in singapore

-if that didnt work, find him a hostel, find the immigration office and get him a visa asap

Heres what happened

Mikey asked three other flight attendants, all of whom denied him of a ticket and now knew his face.

Plan A-failed

So we moved to plan B, but not before figuring out plan C as a back up, because mikey was running out of internet time in the airport. So we found him a prospective hostel and found the quickest route to the immigration office just in case.

So mikey leaves the airport, and enters again. He does some shmoozing with the ticketing agent and GETS A FUCKING TICKET.

Ok so now he has to go through security, and then get passed the flight attendants, who all denied him, and know what he looks like. He manages to slip through, (at this point he’s experiencing an immense amount of anxiety) but then ten minutes before the flight, he finds out that the gate changed. So he runs across the airport and somehow sneaks by the attendants AGAIN!

He calls me and hes on the flight, thank fucking god. So i leave to drop off maya and i wait at the airport for mikey.

I get a message from mikey while im waiting for him at the airport telling me that shit went down and that if he makes it out, he has a crazy story for me.

I wait a bit longer, nervous that mikey may not appear. But then, like an angel decending from the heavens, mikey magnificently comes out, super suspiciously and finds me. Lets get out of here NOW, he says.

As we walk out towards the parking lot, he tells me part 2

PART 2

Mikeys on the plane, and the flight attendants (who previously denied mikey) stop the plane, get on, and start looking around for someone. They walk up to mikeys row, and look at the guy next to mikey, check his ticket again, and then leave the plane. The plane is about to start moving and then it stops again, the flight attendant comes BACK ON! Goes to the row where mikey is sitting, and CHECKS THE GUY AGAIN! All without noticing mikey sitting right next to him. She says its ok, and the plane takes off, thank god.

So mikey lands in indonesia, and here’s a voice recording of what happened when mikey landed….what a shit show

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meloveimagines · 7 years ago

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Rejected mate

Ever since i was young i've always felt a lot of pain which happens because of your soulmate. I had to start getting prescribed pain killers for it because it just wouldn't stop. Most people would be happy to know that they even have a soulmate but not me. I don't know what he does for a living and i don't know what he does with his life but it must be something dangerous seeing as i land in the hospital at least twice a month.

"Hey bro, earth to Anastasia!" I blink a few times and look at my best friend who looks worried. "Hiya Nick! I was just thinking about how my first day of work will go at the daily planet" Nick gets up and ruffles my hair, "you will pull this off nicely like you always do." Nick is 24 only two years older than me. He has the most gorgeous green eyes that sparkle with mischief 24/7. He has navy hair and he also owns the sweatest club in the metropolitan community! We've been friends since i was born, through the ew she has cooties period to the wow she has breasts period to now. It was definitely a weird bumpy ride because our families wanted us to get married when we were 18 but luckily we didn't. Nick left when he was 18 and i followed afterwards. So thats my story.

I looked down at my phone and my eyes widened. "Shit! I'm going to be so late!" I ran in my room to get my jacket and keys. I darted back out of my room to see Nick holding my camera out. "Thanks Nicky" i grab it then high tail it to my new job.

When i get there I'm two minutes early enough time to check in with the writer i'll be working with today. I walk to an office that says Clark Kent. I knock on the door which then pulls open with a stunning women with magnificent red hair and an equaly as stunning gentleman with dark raven black hair with the most alluring blue eyes. "Hi, I'm Lois Lane and you must be Clark's new photographer Anastasia Rose!" The woman holds out her hand waiting for me to shake it. I smile at her then delicately shake her hand. She leaves me and Mr. Kent to our selves. He walks up to me and asks,"Are you ready to go? I want to have an early start on the story"

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What they didnt know is that there is no way of breaking a bond between soulmates and in them trying to do so made the bond much stronger than before.

#superman #clark kent

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runawayruthie-blog · 7 years ago

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No need to be a Princess

Day 20 : Vietnam / Laos : Hanoi/ Vientiane

Today was spent chilling and lazing around our hotel rooms waiting to leave for the airport. We as a group had decided to treat Sambo to a pair of runners (Trainers as the English had me saying on this whole trip)😂. Bec and lew were sent on the mission to purchase the right ones and collect all the dollas. After check out we gave Sambo the trainers (see its what I call them now🙈), he was very surprised and didn't know what to say. It was nice to give something back to him after all his hard work on the first half of the trip, he still had loads of work to do with us for the next half especially as we had a flight to catch today. We loaded onto the bus at half 1 to set off to Hanoi airport to catch our short flight to the capital of Laos, Vientiane. The flight was a v.short one, only 50 mins, Michael O'Leary could learn a thing or two from Lao Airline which is Laos equivalent to Ryanair. The flight itself was a short 50 mins, wasnt full and each passenger got served a snack 20/25 mins into the flight, who wouldve thought snacks were needed on such a short trip. once Landed with went through immigration as per usual when moving through the different countries there was Vietnameses immigration then Laos Immigration were we paid $35 for the visa. It was then time to get a short bus journey to our hotel in Vientiane where we'd stay for 1 night only. We all headed out to dinner as a group, I accidentally left my phone on the sofa in the lobby and only noticed when I got to the restaurant so I told Sambo and he headed back to the hotel to have a look for it because when he rang they said it wasnt there. Little did I know the girls had picked it up and hadnt given it back to me. I was ragin'😂. I felt awful for unintentionally making Sambo walk back to the hotel for me. Thankfully I didnt loose my phone but unfortunately I never got the girls pack for taking it 🙈. After dinner went bowling, which was great fun, I came second in my team but 5th overall.

Day 21: Laos - Vientiane/Vang Vieng

Tuk Tuk time again, majority of the group decided to explore Vientian themselves but some of us decided tog et a Tuk Tuk tour. We were brought to the main attractions of Vientiane. We saw That Luang, Patuxai Victory Monument, The Cooperative Orthotic and Prosthetic Enterprise (COPE) Centre and Wat Si Saket. I enjoyed this tour but I think it wouldve been better if we'd known exactly what places we were stopping at and why they were important. After a bit of googling when I got back I figured it. My favourite park of the tuk tuk tour was visiting the COPE Centre, here we watched a documentary about how the US had a Secret war with Laos.The CIA backed a secret army in Laos to help fight the communist Pathet Lao and North Vietnamese between 1961 and 1973.. A lot of innocent people died during this period, almost 50,000. In 1964 Us warplanes carried out 580,000 bombing missions over Laos and dropped and almost 2.3 million tons of bombs. It is said that the in following years 200 peeople died per year due to bombs that hadn't initailly exploded when dropped. There is still a number of cluster bombs, bomb remenants and undenoated bombs all across Laos, innocent people are still dying due to these bombs. In the documentary we saw that the people of Laos collect the scrap metal to sell but sometimes that ''scrap metal'is a bomb. In the worst case secarnios the bombs have exploded and killed men, women and children. The COPE centre helps rehabilitate people that have been become victims of the unexploded bombs. They make prosthetic limbs and help with physio. It was a real eye opening experience. Once we got back from our Tuk Til tour we got lunch in JOMA bakery then hit the road to Vang Vieng. The drive was amazing, the roads were meandering through the mountains, the view was just spectacular. Once we arrived to our hotel we headed out to dinner and then to my absolute favourite place...the Irish pub! ☘ You can take the girl out of Ireland but you can't take Ireland out of the girl. They had live music and Irish beer, which I didn't have cause yano Guinness is just to heavy for moi.

Day 22: Laos - Vang Vieng

Have I kayaked before? Yes. Have I zip lined before? No. Spend the day doing both, hell yeah!. We spent our day kayaking down the Nam Song River. It was unbelievable, as Jenna said it felt like we were trapped in a computers home screen it was that pretty. I think my kayaking buddy, Katja, was not impressed with me at the beginning due to our boat capsizing. In my defence, I was fixing my go pro and she could've steered!( isn't that right katja 😂😂).its all part of the experience, we weren't the only one either. After kayaking we got to go ziplining, it was epic. I couldn't tell you night they were but the sign said over 200m, I'm just not sure if that was height or the distance it went. Once we had the adrenaline rush of zip lining, we went tubing in a cave, after we went for a walk through the cave with just a headlight to guide us through that pitch black. After an extremely eventful day we headed out for dinner in mind other than the Irish pub from the day before. This turned into a night out where I got punched in the face....accidentally, but hey it still happened. I was home relatively early, I don't think I'm cut out for late nights anymore.

Day 23: Laos - Luang Prabang

Majority of the day was spent travelling from Vang Vieng to Luang Prabang. We had one very sick passenger on this journey due to very little sleep, hangover and windy roads. Poor Lew 🙁, it was self inflicted though😂. It took almost 5 hours to get to Luang Prabang, again driving through the mountains on the long windy roads. The sights were beautiful especially where we stopped for lunch. It was breathe taking. Once we arrived at our hotel, we headed out with Sambo on an orientation walk of the quaint little town. We got brought to the food market and the night market, here we tried buffalo jerky and coconut pancakes?( I think that's what they were called). I wasn't a fan of the pancake but the buffalo jerky was delicious. It was then time for dinner, some went to Joma bakery whole the rest of us went to the food market. Here we got a to choose what meat we want and it was barbeques in front of us. I must say the food there was actually one of the best meals of the trip, it was so tasty.

Day 24: Laos - Luang Prabang

Today we got a well deserved lie in😍. When I say lie in breakfast was at 8:30am, but after so many early mornings if consider it a lie on. To fill our afternoon on Luang Prabang we went to a bear Sanctuary and the Kuang Si waterfalls. We explored the bear sanctuary and saw one 3 legged bear. They are wonderful animals, so playful with each other. After the bears we went to see the amazing waterfall that is Kuang Si Fall. I find myself saying "it was spectacular" or "there are no words to describe it", in this case I think the picture will speak the 1000 words I'm looking for. Once we got back to the hotel it was a quick change into respectful clothes to walk up 299 steps( thanks for counting Laura) to watch the sunset at Wat Chom Si temple. It was well worth climbing the step stairs to watch, it was magnificent again the pictures will speak a thousand words.

Day 25: Laos - Luang Prabang/ Pak Beng

Rise and shine! Another early start to head to our slow boat journey down the Mekong River to where we would be staying at our last honesty of the trip. Expectations had been lower as requested. The thought of the slow boat journey was worse than the journey itself, I coloured, read, watched Riverdale and played some card games. The 8/9 hour boat journey actually flew. We arrived at our home stay in Pak Beng. Pak beng is a minority village where the people speak their own language and not Lao. It is a very poor village. When we first arrived I was disappointed to hear there was no shower like the last homestay, but I eventually embraced being sweaty as did everyone else. We met the chief of the village who offered us their drunk of choice Rice wine mixed with beer Lao, it tasted of beer that hadn't been fully brewed. We played with the children, taught them a few words of English then had dinner. We were then showed to our rooms, when Sambo asked for 3 girls to volunteer, little did I know he was putting us in the chiefs house which was made of actual concrete unlike everyone else's accommodation. The rest of the group were split into 3 groups all boys together and all the girls together, it was against their beliefs to allowed men and women share a bed unless they were married. After a bit of a sing song with a drunk Sambo, we headed to our beds to try catch a few zZz's which turned out to be pretty impossible due to the massive storm thundering against the metal roof. Counting down the minutes until 5:30am so I could get up and get onto the boat to pee, brush my teeth and warm up. Even though the homestay was a massive culture shock, it was a great experience to see how those people lived with little to nothing, then we came strolling in giving out about not have a shower and whatnot, it gives you a different perspective on life.

Day 26: Laos/Thailand - Pak Beng/ Chiang Khong

Today was out last day in Laos and it was to be spent on another slow boat to the Laos/Thailand border. After the most dangerous walk of my life down from the village in the pouring rain to the boat, I was final able to have "shower" using a helluva lot of deoderising wipes, brushed my teeth and peed on toilet rather than into a hole in the ground!. It was glorious!. Breakfast was served around 7:30/8, it was good just eggs and bread. Later on our boat crashed into some rocks ( I think) which cut the engine out so we had to swap boats, luckily enough there was boat heading to the border to pick up a group doing the trip the opposite way to us. Once on the other boat, we started playing card games mainly spit, which I taught to anyone who would listen 😂. We had a championship to see who was the best spit player of the group. I then went for a short 2 hour nap, it was glorious. Finally we arrived at the border, got through the immigration process easy peasy and then we were on the way to out next hotel.

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samanthasroberts · 7 years ago

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How the internet was developed

In 40 times, the internet has morphed from a military communication network into a enormous world-wide cyberspace. And it all started in a California beer garden

In the kingdom of apps and unicorns, Rossottis is a rarity. This beer garden in the heart of Silicon Valley has been standing on the same recognise since 1852. It isnt disruptive; it doesnt proportion. But for more than 150 times, it has done one thing and done it well: it has given Californians a good situate to get drunk.

During the course of its long actuality, Rossottis has been a frontier barroom, a gold rush gambling den, and a Hells Angels hangout. These periods it is called the Alpine Inn Beer Garden, and the clientele remains as potpourrus as ever. On the porch out back, there are cyclists in spandex and bikers in leather. There is a wild-haired man who might be a prof or a lunatic or a CEO, scribbling into a notebook. In the parking lots is a Harley, a Maserati, and a horse.

It doesnt seem a likely discern for a major act of innovation. But 40 years ago this August, a small unit of scientists set up personal computers terminal at one of its picnic tables and conducted an extraordinary experiment. Over plastic goblets of beer, they proved that a strange sentiment called the internet could labour.

The internet is so vast and formless that its hard to gues it being invented. Its easy to visualize Thomas Edison devising the lightbulb, because a lightbulb is easy to envisage. You can hold it in your hand and examine it from every slant.

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This feature of the internet prepares it seem extremely complex. Surely something so ubiquitous yet invisible must compel deep technical sophistication to understand. But it doesnt. The internet is essentially simple. And that simplicity is the key to its success.

The people who devised the internet came from all over the world. They drove at targets as varied as the French government-sponsored computer network Cyclades, Englands National Physical Laboratory, the University of Hawaii and Xerox. But the mothership was the US defense departments lavishly money research limb, the Advanced search Assignment Agency( Arpa) which later changed its reputation to the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency( Darpa) and its numerous contractors. Without Arpa, the internet wouldnt exist.

An old-time image of Rossottis, one of the birthplaces of the internet. Photograph: Politenes of the Alpine Inn Beer Garden, formerly Rossotti’s

As members of the military endeavour, Arpa had a specifically armed motivating for creating the internet: it offered a way to make estimating to the front line. In 1969, Arpa had improved a computer network called Arpanet, which relation mainframes at universities, government agencies, and defense contractors around the country. Arpanet originated rapidly, and included practically 60 nodes by the mid-1 970 s.

But Arpanet had a problem: it wasnt mobile. The computers on Arpanet were stupendous by todays touchstones, and they transmitted over attached joins. That might work for investigates, who could sit at a terminal in Cambridge or Menlo Park but it did little for soldiers distributed deep in enemy region. For Arpanet to be useful to violences in the field, it had to be accessible anywhere in the world.

Picture a jeep in the jungles of Zaire, or a B-5 2 miles above North Vietnam. Then suppose these as nodes in a wireless system linked to another network of potent computers thousands of miles away. This is the dream of a networked armed expending computing supremacy to demolish the Soviet Union and its friends. This is the dream that produced the internet.

Making this dream a reality asked doing two things. The first was building a wireless system that could relay packets of data amongst the widely scattered cogs of the US military machine by radio or satellite. The second was connecting those wireless networks to the wired network of Arpanet, so that multimillion-dollar mainframes could suffice soldiers in fighting. Internetworking, the scientists called it.

Internetworking is the problem the internet was invented to solve. It presented tremendous challenge. Get computers to talk to one another networking had been hard enough. But getting networks to talk to one another internetworking posed a whole new established of impediments, because the networks addrest alien and incompatible accents. Trying to move data from one to another was like writing a letter in Mandarin to someone who only knows Hungarian and hoping to be understood. It didnt work.

In response, the architects of the internet developed a kind of digital Esperanto: a common conversation that enabled data to expedition across any system. In 1974, two Arpa researchers mentioned Robert Kahn and Vint Cerf published an early plan. Depicting on conferences happening in all areas of the international networking parish, they sketched a design for a simple but very flexible etiquette: a universal fixed of rules for how computers should communicate.

These regulations had to strike a very sensitive equilibrium. On the one hand, they needed to be strict enough to ensure the reliable transmitting of data. On the other, they needed to be loose enough to accommodate all of the different ways available data might be transmitted.

Vinton Cerf, left, and Robert Kahn, who organized the first internet etiquette. Photograph: Louie Psihoyos/ Corbis

It had to be future-proof, Cerf tells me. You couldnt write the protocol for one point in time, because it would soon become obsolete. The military would keep innovating. They would continue constructing brand-new networks and new technologies. The protocol had to keep pace: it had to work across an arbitrarily large number of distinct and potentially non-interoperable packet swopped systems, Cerf says including information that hadnt been invented yet. This boast would establish the system not only future-proof, but potentially infinite. If the rules were robust enough, the ensemble of networks could ripen indefinitely, adapting any and all digital forms into its sprawling multithreaded mesh.

Eventually, these rules grew the lingua franca of the internet. But first, they needed to be implemented and nipped and experimented over and over and over again. There was nothing inevitable about the internet going built. It seemed like a outlandish project to many, even among those who were building it. The scale, the ambition the internet was a skyscraper and nothing had ever seen anything more than a few floors tall. Even with a firehose of cold war military cash behind it, the internet was like a long shot.

Then, during the summer of 1976, it started working.

If you had strolled into Rossottis beer garden on 27 August 1976, you would have assured the following: seven men and one woman at a table, wavering around personal computers terminal, the woman typing. A pair of cables guide from the terminal to the parking lots, disappearing into a big gray-headed van.

Inside the van were machines that changed the words being typed on the terminal into packets of data available. An feeler on the vans roof then given these packets as radio signals. These signals extended through the air to a repeater on a nearby mountain surface, where they were enlarged and rebroadcast. With this extra increase, we are able to make it all the way to Menlo Park, where an feeler at an office improving received them.

It is there that the real magic began. Inside the role build, the incoming packets passed seamlessly from one network to another: from the packet radio network to Arpanet. To make this startle, the packets had to undergo a subtle metamorphosis. They had to change their kind without changing their contents. Make about ocean: it can be vapor, liquid or frost, but its chemical composition remains the same. This magical flexible is a feature of the natural universe which is lucky, because life depends on it.

A plaque at Rossottis commemorating the August 1976 experiment. Picture: Courtesy of the Alpine Inn Beer Garden, formerly Rossotti’s

The flexibility that the internet depends on, by compare, “mustve been” engineered. And on that day in August, it enabled packets that had only dwelt as radio signals in a wireless network to become electrical signals in the wired network of Arpanet. Remarkably, this translation perpetuated the data perfectly. The packets continued completely intact.

So intact, in fact, that they could excursion another 3,000 miles to a computer in Boston and be reassembled into exactly the same content that was typed into the terminal at Rossottis. Powering this internetwork odyssey was the brand-new etiquette cooked up by Kahn and Cerf. Two networks had become one. The internet worked.

There werent balloons or anything like that, Don Nielson tells me. Now in his 80 s, Nielson led the experiment at Rossottis on behalf of the Stanford Research Institute( SRI ), a major Arpa contractor. Tall and soft-spoken, he is relentlessly modest; seldom has someone had a better excuse for boast and a lower level of are looking forward to indulge in it. We are sitting in the living room of his Palo Alto home, four miles from Google, nine from Facebook, and at no spot does he even partly take ascribe for creating information and communication technologies that realized these extravagantly profitable firms possible.

The internet was a group effort, Nielson insists. SRI was only one of many organizations working on it. Perhaps thats why they didnt experience comfortable popping bottles of champagne at Rossottis by claiming too much magnificence for one crew, it wouldve flouted the collaborative character of the international networking community. Or maybe they are only didnt have the time. Dave Retz, one of health researchers at Rossottis, says they were too worried about get the experimentation to operate and then when it did, concerned about whatever came next. There was always more to accomplish: as soon as theyd stitched two networks together, they started working on three which they achieved a little over a year later, in November 1977.

Over time, the recognition of Rossottis receded. Nielson himself had forgotten about it until a reporter prompted him 20 years later. I was sitting in my bureau the working day, he withdraws, when the phone call. The reporter on the other purpose had been hearing the venture at Rossottis, and wanted to know what it had to do with the birth of the internet. By 1996, Americans were having cybersex in AOL chatrooms and structure gruesome, seizure-inducing homepages on GeoCities. The internet had outgrown members of the military roots and run mainstream, and beings were becoming curious about its ancestries. So Nielson excavated out a few old-time reports from his files, and started indicating on how the internet inaugurated. This concept is shifting out to be a big deal, he remembers thinking.

What manufactured the internet a big deal is the aspect Nielsons team demonstrated that summer day at Rossottis: its flexible. Forty years ago, the internet teleported thousands of words from the Bay Area to Boston over channels as dissimilar as radio radiation and copper telephone lines. Today it bridges far greater intervals, over an even wider various forms of media. It ferries data among thousands of millions of designs, communicating our tweets and Tinder swipes across multiple networks in milliseconds.

The Alpine Inn Beer Garden today still a home where Silicon Valley mobs meet. Photo: Courtesy of the Alpine Inn Beer Garden, formerly Rossotti’s

This isnt simply a technological accomplishment its a blueprint decision. The main thing to understand about the roots of the internet, Nielson says, is that it came out of the military. While Arpa had wide-ranging leeway, it still had to choose the research project with an see toward developing technologies that might someday are used for acquiring campaigns. The engineers who construct the internet understood that, and tailored it accordingly.

Thats why they designed the internet to lead anywhere: because the US military is everywhere. It maintains virtually 800 basis in more than 70 countries around the world. It has hundreds of ships, millions of warplanes, and tens of thousands of armored vehicles. The reason the internet can work across any machine, system, and medium-sized the reason a smartphone in Sao Paulo can stream a lyric from a server in Singapore is because it needed to be as pervasive as the American security apparatus that financed its construction.

The internet would end up being useful to the US armed, if not quite in the ways its designers intended. But it didnt actually take off until “its become” civilianized and commercialized a phenomenon that the Arpa researchers of the 1970 s could never have anticipated. Quite candidly, if anyone would have said they could have imagined the internet of today in those dates, theyre lying, says Nielson. What astonished him most was how willing people were to spend money to set themselves on the internet. Everybody wanted to be there, he says. That was utterly startling to me: the outcry of wanting to be present in this new world.

The information that we think of the internet as a world of its own, as a home we can be in or on this too is the legacy of Don Nielson and his fellow scientists. By obliging different networks together so seamlessly, they stimulated the internet feel like a single space. Strictly expressing, this is an misconception. The internet is composed of numerous, many systems: when I go to Googles website, my data must pass 11 different routers before it arrives. But the internet is a original weaver: it secretes its sews extremely well. Were left with the perception of a boundless, borderless digital universe cyberspace, as we used to call it. Forty years ago, this world firstly flickered into existence in the foothills outside of Palo Alto, and has been expanding ever since.

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How the internet was developed

In 40 times, the internet has morphed from a military communication network into a enormous world-wide cyberspace. And it all started in a California beer garden

An old-time image of Rossottis, one of the birthplaces of the internet. Photograph: Politenes of the Alpine Inn Beer Garden, formerly Rossotti’s

Vinton Cerf, left, and Robert Kahn, who organized the first internet etiquette. Photograph: Louie Psihoyos/ Corbis

Then, during the summer of 1976, it started working.

A plaque at Rossottis commemorating the August 1976 experiment. Picture: Courtesy of the Alpine Inn Beer Garden, formerly Rossotti’s

The Alpine Inn Beer Garden today still a home where Silicon Valley mobs meet. Photo: Courtesy of the Alpine Inn Beer Garden, formerly Rossotti’s

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The Accountant: Ben Afflecks Autistic Assassin Balances Taxes, Busts Skulls, Confounds Us All

This is far and away the strangest Hollywood movie of its first year. “>

In the nearly unclassifiable thriller The Accountant , Ben Affleck trades the Bat-armor for another crime-fighting outfit: sights, a sensible suit, and a pocket shield. By period he crunches tax returns for tribes out of his strip-mall agency in the suburb. On the side, we rapidly memorize in this audaciously serious category cavort, hes a stone-cold killer with numbersor a sniper rifle, or a knife, or his bare hands, or even the loop he wears looped through his sensible slacks. Afflecks titular auditor, you might allege, is a CPA with a extremely particular change of skills.

Theres as much Taken as here i am Rain Man to be found in The Accountant , a regularly frustrating but amazingly witty category mishmash thats at least upfront about its center vanity: Ben Affleck is clearly, 100 percent going for it as Hollywoods first autistic assassin. Thats not enough to make it a good movie, exactly, but it certainly prevents The Accountant watchable in dribbles and fells of eccentric, fleeting magnificence, in a truly spooky various kinds of papa thriller that never met an accounting gag it didnt like.

Directed by Warrior helmer Gavin OConnor from a Black List screenplay by Bill Dubuque ( The Judge ), The Accountant has such a fearles high-concept premise, its a disgrace how far it is from being cohesive. Affleck stars as Christian Wolff, a quiet and tidy recluse whose high-functioning autism stirs him a natural at the accounting artsparticularly when his shady cartel and crime-lord buyers necessitate him to sieve through hopeless amounts of files and fleshes to piece together the riddle when cash goes missing.

A lifetime of harsh hand-to-hand combat and artilleries improving too stirs him the easy-going choice when those chaotic books necessitate resolving. His Screech rating, one reckons, must be impeccable. Afflecks Wolff is nothing if not efficient at his place, slicing and shooting his path through entire builds of bad people with the same cool precision he uses to solve complex numerical equations. In The Accountant , Afflecks targets are conceded no mercy, only enough speedy and destructive retribution to settle the score. No Marthas can save these men. The only mistake we ever hear of him making, quite literally, is that he registered his taxes properly and on time.

The mystery of Wolffs identity unspools in all areas of the cinemas opening act as gritty U.S Treasury Director Ray King( J.K. Simmons) ropes loath specialist Marybeth Medina( Cynthia Addai-Robinson) into hunting him down through the only breadcrumbs he has: photos of an unidentified person in a dres and the nagging suspicion that hes the key to something large-hearted . Meanwhile, Wolffs taken his latest gig tracking $61 million thats gone missing from the ledgers of a major cybernetic robotics make run by Lamar Black( John Lithgow ).

But just as Wolff starts to math his road toward figuring out the villain, executives start croaking and his campaign is cut short, wreaking hell on its capability to cope with the chaos. Ordinarily hed fastening himself in the dark and pulsate his shins with a wooden dowel while listening to metal, as you do.( If youre looking for any deep understanding of how tribes on the spectrum actually live, you wont find it here .) Instead, this time, he goes on the run with Dana( a charmingly chatty Anna Kendrick ), the junior numbers-cruncher also privy to the fiscal infringement, setting a collision course with a shadowy-but-flashy bravo( Jon Bernthal) and the feds hot on his trail.

Once The Accountant s story get leading, it stupefies with bullet-flying war and winking humor. One of its most entertaining moments steams down to a simple wave of the handa tiny throwaway gesticulate that manages to be the best-timed punchline in the entire movie. Other highlightings happen when Afflecks reclusive Wolff begrudgingly makes his picket down with the spunky Dana, and shares with her his most sacred seat: a 34 -foot Airstream trailer filled with priceless art and all his getaway currency, his superspy drawer of passports and faux identities next to a meticulously targeted Star Wars lightsaber.

All the while, unfortunately, were yanked out of the present to flash back to Wolffs past. Some parents school their boys to throw a schoolyard punch. Realise his sons ailment would differentiate him as different, Wolffs Army vet single father subjected him to years of brutal martial-arts training so hed become a fighter , not a prey. Its a provocative idea and one whose franknes is underscored by the X-Men-style school for children with developmental disorders that plays a key role in the plot. One in 68 children placed in America are diagnosed as on the spectrum, the cinema teaches its captive gathering. We should learn “childrens issues” its what realizes them different that obligates them specialeven if that lesson is autistic girls can grow up to be stone-cold bravoes, too.

Admirably enough, OConnor doesnt seem to care that his head-spinning mlange of categories and ambiances is bound to try the patience of his audience. It is what it is: a hit man drama-thriller-mystery that champs autism as a figure of underappreciated superheroism. The flaws dont contradict that bold raison detre , even if The Accountant suffered from too many of them. For one, it has more attributes than it was able to administer. It turns between droning exposition, bone-crunching action, too many flashbacks, and brief instants of fiction and feeling. And its steadfast demand on trumpeting itself as a organize of R-rated hyperviolent autism advocacy is uncharted cinematic country, to say the least.

Its actually more like The Bourne Identity satisfies A Beautiful Mind so much so that Affleck even gets to furrow his countenance and converge real hard through a montage scribbling fleshes on the windows and openings of an office, just like John Nash. Tragically, the last circumstance the already flat Affleck requires is to play a humorless boulder of a character who struggles to communicate and read psychological clues. You can see Affleck patently trying to give his high-functioning hero a sense of legitimacy, but it predominantly happens off as unintentionally wooden where reference is not applying his laser focus on humbling his adversaries to demise. Afflecks an actor best suited to more outwardly emotional douchebag personas that tap into his innate bro-iness. But his painfully penalty Wolff speaks in a stilted soft-spoken silence, and gulps methodically at his hands before doing anythingwhether its dining dinner or performing an scrutiny. But Affleck fights to transmit how viscerally discomfited the person is by most social locations and how longingly he would love to feel the human rights communications that evade him. Its not a good look for him since he manages to muster simply a few variances on the same stoic gape through two hours and change onscreen.

And hitherto the times he actually does stumble a self-aware flute, the strangest studio movie of the yearinclusive felony thriller, advocacy actioner, the only movie youll ever should be noted that big-ups both 19 th -century German mathematician Carl Gauss and Dogs Playing Poker with equal reverencebegs even more of Afflecks autistic war hero. I did not expect to miss his awkward person shtick on screen when he wasnt on it, but that very unlikely occasion happened during one heinously wearisome situation of third-act explanation. OConnors niftiest ruse is that he manages to pull The Accountant back from the verge at least long enough to make a speciman for meeting more of Afflecks Accountant in future sequels. He contacts his full capacity while scrapping his acces through a climactic panorama set inside a sprawling indulgence dwelling under siege, acquiring psychological catharsis in the middle of a gunfight. Jason Bourne might have been able to do that, very, but could he likewise get you fund back on your tax return?