Source or trigger of the followings is a boring article by Deborah G. Johnson, titled “Computer Ethics”.

• Moor (in “What is Computer Ethics?”), introduced the term “Policy Vacuums” with the emergence of computers in each community: we have more powers, but to what extend can we use it? So what should a computer ethicist do? Fill it. But how will it be done? You have VALUES (like freedom, democracy, humanity, faith or any other ideological values), so you define codes, laws, recommendations or the like, to strengthen them and also prevent them from being violated.
• Now Floridi has suggested one of these metaphysical values: “Destroying information is morally wrong”.
• And others have tried to dig out the values at stake in this technology.
• But many of these computer ethicists don’t understand the technology, either because they are difficult to conceptualize (which they are) or they lack the necessary background (which they do)!
• An important issue regarding privacy: Transaction Generated Information. What should and should not be done with it? Every transaction (online shopping, web surfing, registering in a site, a search, service requests) leaves a trace, which is information and putting them together leads to MONITORING. When this becomes common, and we get the feeling that we’re always being watched, we won’t act freely, but adopt our behavior to avoid the consequences of what we think are the consequences if someone would find out what we did. And if this was to happen too often, we would loose the will to act freely and think critically, and so there goes freedom and therefore democracy.
• You might say that everyone has promised that they will not sell or share these information, but in a global economy, data collected in one country/corporation (with a certain data protection) can flow to another country/corporation where there is no or different data protection!
• Consider this: some crackers and some computer ethicists say that “a policy of no ownership of software might lead to better computing” and that “There is nothing inherently unfair about living in a world in which one does not own and cannot control the use of software one has created”.

You have a concept, a need; and through time, you harness upcoming technologies to fulfill that. This is why in here, you can order things (the concept) through good old snail mail, and it's quite fast and reliable; through not so old telephone, which is everywhere, or through the new media, Internet. Each way gets you ready to go (We ordered our telephone service from our apartment with no telephone service!); each system had it's monopolized time to evolve and meet those needs.

When you try to start from the middle, you have a vague concept and over shining technologies.

Everything in this country is based upon credit, and to obtain a credit you need to have a reference, a history. So if you're new, somebody has to adopt you; that is to take a risk in accepting you.

There is one thing that I fear each night. I may dream you but your three dimensional face will not be the first thing that I would see after it. Every morning is the start of a missing. But I no longer wonder if anything is worth this. You know why, well it’s OUR decision that’s worth it. These decisions (and a lot of other things) justify the usage of WE. So if “we” decided to reach out this far, be it, here we are. And each time the WE expands, you have to be quick on learning and understanding it again.

But the pain persists and I miss.

In here it seems, a part of that hole is uncovered or maybe even revealed. This is why I call to it, speak with it and perhaps seek it.  It's nice.

Like I said, being jobless is so hard, it takes a lot of patients to absorb the pain of being home, on Tuesdays, that is why it's hard to enjoy San Francisco. But the city is nice, buildings are tall, air is pure, shops are colorful, sky is blue, food is yummy, people are smiling; in downtown I mean. The rest of the city is pretty much like Tehran.

 Our apartment is on the line, I like the city above this line!

Every time I look at your picture hung above the San Francisco map, I go WOW!

It's new, for a long time, I didn't want anything in life, I was in a position were the world had nothing really important to offer. But now I'm filled with hope and longing, to welcome you here. The sad thing is that when you took the steps, you have to wait, you can't seize the day or make it happen right now, right here; you have to have control.

I hadn't run in a long time, and yesterday, to get that file printed and mailed, I did. I ran and ran, I bumped to Joshua too (way apart from his GAP spot), and I got to the 6 pm mail pickup, I actually placed the mail in the basket while the mailman was lifting to put it in the truck! After that I jumped up from joy, took off my coat, threw it on my shoulders and casually walked away. We were one step closer; yey!

This has become a routine: Every morning, I look for ads, write cover letters, check email responses from employers, and make a few phone calls and long for your call. Today giving brainBench was added to them!

I have to admit that receiving a Visa card in our name really made me happy. It was like a new source of power.

But all this crab is worth something: heart beat and your picture.

We just took sponsorship of the educations of the young Luis Alfredo Atauchi Alvario, a 12 year cheeky boy from Ecuador. We'll be paying $18 a month and write him letters so that he can get a better education. But "there is no selfless good deed". We did that so that when I pass the GAP on Market St, I would be able to say hi to Jashua, a 24 year Med Student whom shares the same birth date with me.

But I think we did this because I am unemployed and We wanted to give me the opprtunity to do something, make a difference.

So eventhough that the job search has not been well, I feel better and more confident.

ده ها سال است که فيزيک، علم دوست داشتنی و ايده آن فيلسوفان علم بوده. فيزيک برای آنان مناسب ترين ابزار برای مدل کردن واقعيت عالم است، برای همين هم دلمشغول سوالاتی چون «دنيای فيزيکی از چی ساخته شده، چه جوری ساخته شده،‌زمان و انرژی/ماده و فضا چيستند؟» و مفاهيمی مانند «نسبيت،‌ زمان،‌ مکانيک کوانتم،‌ هرج و مرج» بوده اند.

ديری نخواهد گذشت که علوم کامپيوتری جای فيزيک را در فلسفه علم بگيرند و آن هنگام از خود خواهند پرسيد که «سمبل، ارجاع، تفسير، معنا، علم چيستند». وقتی علوم کامپيوتری مفهوم واقعيت را دست زده اند، تفلسف در مورد رابطه علم و واقعيت و علم و انسان را هم عوض خواهند کرد. 

خلاصه بعد از اين جايگزينی، فلسفه علم انسانی تر خواهد شد، چون علم ايده آلش انسانی تر از فيزيک خواهد بود.

مثل فيلسوف دين، مثل کسی است که در چاه افتاده است، طنابی برای وی به پايين می اندازند تا نجات يابد،‌ و او يک آزمايشگاه کوچک در همان ته چاه برپا ميکند تا طناب را تجزيه و تحليل کند.

مولوی

You don't know how much walking in streets of San Francisco hurts ... seeing all these new things that I'm not seeing with you; walking alone when I know that I'm not alone ... but nothing is bad enough to stop the time, no pain is great enough to prevent the days from passing; and above all, you're bigger than what you're not seeing.

EVERY TIME THAT I SEE SOMETHING WORTH SEEING, I MISS YOU EVEN MORE ...

i am going to live a set of concepts, not conceptualize my life: Immigration, Health, Science, You, Temptation, Risk, Modernism, Love, Knowledge, Transcendental, ...

جاه و جلال من تويي، مکنت و مال من تويی

آب زلال من تويی،‌ بی تو به سر نمی شود

خواب مرا ببسته ای، نقش مرا بشسته ای

و ز همه ام گسسته ای، بی تو به سر نمی شود

اولين روز را در هتل فرود آمديم. ساعت ۳ رسيديم. ساعت ۴ با نماينده بنگاه قرار داشتيم. آپارتمانش خوشگل و خوشبو بود: بوی شيرين قهوه می دهد. يک سری امضا، اجاره ماه اول و security deposit و تمام شد. او گفت لابد خوشحالم که چند ماه ديگر تو را ميبينم. از اين همه مثبت بينی متحير شدم. به هر چون هتل اينترنت wireless مجانی داشت، برگشتم.

احساس اوليه از شهر:‌ romance آن کم است.

احساس بعدی: سياه پوستهای بی خانمان دل آدم را می شکنند.

احساس بعد از آن: آن آدمهای خوب آمريکايی سوار ماشين هستند. 

فرودگاه آمستردام بزرگ است. يک gateway هوايی با بيش از ۱۰۰ interface و ۱۰۰ فروشگاه. يکی از gatewayها شماره اش F09 است، با بليط ما همخوانی دارد. يکی از فروشگاه ها هم اسمش "Back to Life" است، که مشتريانشان را روی صندلی می نشانند و ماساژشان ميدهند.

خانمی آمريکايی جلوی من در صف کنترل پاسپورتها با چهار بچه (!) ۱۰ تا ۱۶ ساله ايستاده بود. او از فارسی فقط کلمه «خدافز» را بلد بود که آن را هم دوست ايرانی اش از زمان شاه ياد گرفته بود. احساس ميکرد ماجراجويی بزرگی است که همينجوری بلند شده ايم برويم آمريکا (نمی دانست که بيشتر از ماجراجويی،‌يک قمار عاشقانه است). از سانفرانسيسکو تعريف کرد، پيتزايش، شرابش و هوای آن. گفت که حتما به خاطر تصوير تروريستی ايرانيها، اذيتت کرده اند. گفت خيلی از آمريکايی ها آدمهای خوبی هستند.

از فروشگاهي، برات دو تا يادگاری برداشته بودم بدون اينکه هيچ کدام عطر باشند. متاسفانه يادم رفت مدال هلند را هم بخرم، بعدا که کلاه پسر آن خانم را با مدالهای هلند و چند کشور همسايه را ديدم يادم افتاد (و ديگر دير شده بود).

بعد از اينکه اضافه بار و laptopمون رو که روی اين چرخ دستی کوچولوی فرودگاه آمستردام گذاشتم، بهت گفتم: آره.

الان که دنيامون تا آمستردام گسترش يافتهُ باز ميبينم که تو پرش کردي، چه فضای آبی بالای ابرها و چه اين پايين. خيلی سريع يادگرفته ام که اطراف رو از چشم تو هم نگاه کنم: رنگ آسمان، ايده گرفتن از لباس پوشيدن مردم، چمدانها،‌تکنولوژی هايی که استفاده کرده اند، مغازه ها و ثبت صريح تجربه ها به صورت جمله های مشخص.

بعد از همسفری با خانمی که تو پيشبينی کرده بودی باهاش همسفر می شوم (در هواپيمای بوئينگ ۳۰۰-۶۰۰ با نام جانبازان)، بهت زنگ زدم، آرام گرفتم و حالا دارم در Network Bar فرودگاه قهوه ميخورم. بعد از اين ميخوام از مغازه ای به اسم «An Idea for a Friend» يک چيز کوچولو برات بخرم!

يک ساعت اول هواپيما سخت گذشت چون خسته بودم و خوابم نمی برد، بعد که هواپيما کاملا بالای ابرها پرواز ميکرد و تو رو ديدم که روی آنها می دويدی، راحت ۴ ساعت خوابيدم و خواب هتل آزادی را ديدم. اينبار برگشته بوديم.