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RDF Semantics

Dumbing down of America

A recent spate of postings at Planet RDF revolve around a two-day session on SPARQL that’s coming up in Europe. It was reading through these that something I noticed recently became more apparent: that most of the semantic web effort, or the effort that’s involved with RDF, is happening in Europe (with some side trips into Canada when the weather is good).

In the United States, on the other hand, most of the discussion is about folksonomies. We are a nation filled people raising excited fingers from both coasts to point at delicious, flickr, Technorati, and Wikipedia; matched with solemn assurances that these new ‘bottom up’ systems are going to kick the butt of ‘formal’ ontologies.

Leaving aside whether one would want a doctor who learned biology the ‘folksonomic’ way, is there a geographical split to the direction of study for the semantic web? Are ‘folksonomies’ becoming the fast food of semantics–the McDonald’s of taxomonies? If so, then are we in the US going to end up with obese vocabularies, barely able to clasp the belt of understanding around their middles?

And I want to know why events like these never happen in St. Louis. Is it an European/Canadian plot to slowly dumb down America until they can quietly invade us one day, and we don’t even know it until a tag appears in Technorati labeled “AllYourMetaBelongToUs”?

All I can say is I didn’t vote for him!

As for having a meeting here, we have beer, too. Good beer. In fact, Budweiser is located her…

As for having a meeting here, we have wine, too. Good wine. Stomped by only the finest squirrel and beaver.

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Social Media Weblogging

WordPress and the hidden articles

Recovered from the Wayback Machine.

An interesting story appeared today about the WordPress site, and several thousand articles that could be found in a http://wordpress.org/articles.

Disclaimer. I’m hesitant to even write about this, knowing the web’s fondness for angry mob justice, but I feel like it’s an important issue that needs to be addressed. My one request: please be calm and rational. WordPress is a great project, and Matt is a good guy. Think before piling on the hatemail and flames.

The Problem. WordPress is a very popular open-source blogging software package, with a great official website maintained by Matt Mullenweg, its founding developer. I discovered last week that since early February, he’s been quietly hosting almost 120,000 articles on their website. These articles are designed specifically to game the Google Adwords program, written by a third-party about high-cost advertising keywords like asbestos, mesothelioma, insurance, debt consolidation, diabetes, and mortgages. (Update: Google is actively removing every article from their results. You can still view about 25,000 results on Yahoo. Or try this search tool, which searches multiple Google datacenters.)

(Several links within the original material.)

From comments left, it would seem that the content with the links to the articles is hidden within the WordPress main page, therefore passing on the high Google rank the site gets to the articles, themselves, while still not providing a visible indication of this on the site page.

<div style="text-indent: -9000px; overflow: hidden;">
<p>Sponsored <a href="/articles/articles.xml">Articles</a> on <a href="/articles/credit.htm">Credit*lt;/a>, <a href="/articles/health-care.htm">Health</a>, <a href="/articles/insurance.htm">Insurance</a>, <a href="/articles/home-business.htm">Home Business</a>, <a href="/articles/home-buying.htm">Home Buying</a> and <a href="/articles/web-hosting.htm">Web Hosting</a></p>

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Since the words used in the pages are high ‘rate’ words within the Google AdSense program, we can assume this could be lucrative to the company that provided the articles. According to Matt’s response in a thread at the WP support forum, WordPress itself received a set fee for hosting the articles.

How much? Well, enough to hire the first employee of WordPress, Inc..

I am not one of those who believes that the only decent open source project is one where the people do the work only as a labor of love. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with people making money from their art. But of course, I would say this, as I try to put together an online store with goods featuring my photos, as well as still trying to find buyers for my books and/or articles–and after I had added, and pulled, Google Ads.

It’s all very good to say, “We should do this because we love to do it”. But it’s hard to be motivated to write and create when one is worried about what the next month holds. Nobel to say, “Well, I would deliver pizza if needs be, to keep my art free of contamination.” Tell me, though: how many of you have delivered pizza? Want to try it at 50?

Still, I can also see that there’s been a dimming of the joy of this medium, as more and more people turn to these pages as a way to make a buck. What did Jonathon Delacour write, in a nice twist on Talleyrand?

Those who did not blog in the years before the revolution cannot know what the sweetness of blogging was.

Very sweet, indeed. Sweet and impossible–a castle made of spun sugar.

But to return to the story, this is about WordPress and what amounts to actions that could be considered scamming Google.

Google is now removing all of the articles from it’s databases, but one could say that the company was hoist on its own petard (following along with English usage that Tallyrand would appreciate) with this action–its own pagerank was used against the company. Perhaps if it wasn’t so easy to be gamed, events like this wouldn’t occur.

Still, this is using weblogs to play the system, and not really different than what the comment spammers do, though at least this isn’t in our space.

I learned about the WordPress article through Stavros who wrote:

I challenge you to think about the creative output of artists and artisans whose work has touched you. Think of your favorite books, your favorite paintings. That piece of handmade furniture or that gloriously handtooled little application. The music you listen to or the writers-on-the-web you read because they get into your heart and fill you with the ineffable, simple joy of being alive and having a mind. I wonder how many of them would have done their work whether or not they eventually got paid for it. My guess is ‘most’.

I’m not saying that people shouldn’t be paid. Hell, if I could get paid for making the things I make because there’s something inside me that impels me to do it, I’d be thrilled. It’d be a dream come true, by crikey. But I do it, regardless. And so do you, probably, if you’re reading this.

For some reason I’m reminded of Michelangelo and the Sistene Chapel. Michelangelo didn’t like to paint, he prefered sculpture. He didn’t even want to do the work, and only did so after pressure from the Pope. And then there was the fee.

There’s art, and then there’s art.

Bottom line is: do you like WordPress? Do you like using WordPress? Can you still get it for free? Is it still GPL? Then perhaps that’s what should be focused on, and however or whatever Matt does with the WordPress page is between him and Google; because what matters is the code, not the purity of actions peripherial to the code, or its release.

I am also reminded of the story of the Roman general returning in triumphant parade through the city after a great victory; and the man who stood behind him in the chariot, holding the victory wreath made of leaves over his head. “Thou art mortal”, he would whisper, over an over again into the general’s ear, as reminder that no matter how great the triumph, how beloved of the people, the general is, after all, only human.

update

WordPress, Inc. first employee on this issue.

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Connecting

Danny Ayers: Man of steel

Aside from being a terrific dad to several cats and a cute dog, including my god-daughter Sparql, and a good writer, patient advocate of RDF, artist, and writer, Danny Ayers is also a very good hearted man.

It’s an honor to know him. I haven’t met him, but it’s still an honor to know him.

Thanks, Danny. For dropping some positive words when this tired old writer needed them.

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Burningbird Photography

The shop

The Shop: Update.

I installed both Coppermine and Gallery photo management software, and after playing around, I decided to stay with Gallery. Coppermine is nice, and a very clean interface. However, Gallery, with it’s themes and pages of configuration allows me to have more control over the interface.

I uploaded just a few test photos, but they won’t necessarily be in the collection when I’m finished. I have to also go through all the photos and decide which to display. Let me know if you want to help me go through several hundred photos.

My business model for the Shop is based on seeking revenue from many different avenues. I’m going to LuLu for a calendar–the Water Mills of Missouri. I may also do one on my recent Florida trip, and call it One Ticket Please (just like the book that is now making its way around from place to place).

For goods, I have a store at Café Press. It’s a hacked mess now, and the images haven’t been refined for their use — but it was fun to play today. That’s when I got the idea for the limited edition of Burningbird refrigerator magnets. Other goodies too. Not a thong, though.

I’m focusing on my Missouri photos, as I can’t help thinking a regional collection could be the best avenue for revenue. We’ll see.

Finally, at Tinfoil Project itself, in the gallery, I’m following a model that Bill Grant is using (yes, pretty Alley Spring photos); except rather than using email, I’m either going to connect in a Paypal shopping cart, or I may interface directly to OsCommerce. I think the PayPal solution is better, at least right now. OsCommerce is a big, complex app.

What I’m doing different from Mr. Grant is that I am providing a web page image for no charge — free for personal web sites to use as long as they provide a link back. The reason for this is to hopefully start generating interest in the work. A larger, high resolution image is then available for sale, for royalty free use by the buyer.

I’m providing prints through my local development studio, though I won’t be charging as much. I’ll also provide an option of a ‘photographer’ print: hand printed by me and signed. I know–aren’t I special?

I’m banking that my photos–not all, but some–are good enough. Or, at a minimum, you’ll all want one each of my limited edition magnets.

Suggestions, as always, welcome.

(And now I return to regularly scheduled writing…)

The link to the old Tinfoil Project photo weblog can still be accessed for now; but the weblog is going away. I’m replacing the photo weblog with a photographer’s How-To weblog, covering digital photography and tools. And in this site, I will be putting the Google ads back up, since the topic is so focused on photography.

The photos will be in the Gallery software, and once I redesign the new weblog, it and the gallery and the stores will all be linked from a main page.

I thought you all might find the progress–how the software evolves– to be interesting, which is why I’m pointing all these sites out now, even hacked as they are.

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Critters

Girl Doves are from Venus Boy Doves are from Brooklyn

The weather has warmed enormously and all of the birds are out busy making new birds, including the mourning doves. In fact, my window is open and I hear one right next to my window, with that sad, soft, mournful cry.

This afternoon I opened the curtain out on to the deck, just in time to see two doves finishing their reproductive duties. The male dove flew down next to the female on the deck guardrail, and they both started preening their feathers.

Then an odd thing happened. The female started gently pecking at the male’s neck, rubbing her head underneath his beak. The male started to rub back, but then stopped and fluffed it’s feathers out and moved away from the female a step.

The female started again in a rather touching, intimate display of postcoital grooming. The male just looked at her, and again moved away.

The female moved towards the male and again started grooming him. This time the male ruffled its feathers a last time and took off, leaving the female alone on the guard rail.

I am not going to anthropomorphize this behavior. I am not going to anthropomorphize this behavior. I am biting my tongue, hard, with what I’m not going to say. I am not going to anthropomorphize this behavior.