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..that SOMEONE sooner or later, would try to crow-bar Connie back in OTF! ;-)))
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photophile
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Setting asides such pet hates as cats, not being able to fly certain ttyoes of aircraft and the cost of lenses, we seem to have hightighted a few points that are common to all:
1. Not having your camera with you when a never-to-be-repeated opportunity presents itself. I think we've all through this one. A UFO lands. Aliens come out. They do a little dance. Elvis is with them - so is Joan of Arc and they stand there infront of you saying "well - have you got your camera with you or not ?" And all you can do is say "ohhhhhhh dear....looks like I picked the wrong day to leave the camera at home." Or words to that effect. ;-) I think Typeaux was on the receiving end of a similar (but not the same scenrio) earlier last year.
2. Not being able to find somewhere to stop your car/truck/motor vehicle to take the picture. Now look - most of these complaints seem to come from the North American contingent. Surely you can walk or cycle people!! ;-))) OK, OK, its a BIG continent. Need car to get around ;-)
3. Forgetting to change settings. Yep - we've all done it. You're in shade or inside a dimly lit church/monastry/castle/jungle, you boost ISO, maybe even metering, take the picture. Then half an hour later you are in bright sunshine and you take a picture of a bright metallic structure at iso-1600 while on spot metering!! Aaarrrgghhh!! ;-)
4. People not getting out of the way when you want to take a picture. Its a bit like being in the supermarket. You want to pick up a few cans of...oh I don't know...lets just say (for argument's sake...some tinned mackerel in sunflower oil)...ahem....but as soon as you get to right section, half of the population decides on getting that same item at that exact same time. So you think...OK, nevermind, I'll just walk around the isle and pick up some eggs, then come back. Then you come back to the tinned mackerel, but no....they're still there - the crowds are still there and now they're examining the nutritional information table on the side of the tin!!! And you feel like saying "Look - what's so difficult ?? Which part of tinned mackerel in sunflower oil don't you understand ?? Its a bloody fish in a sealed tin for goodness sake!!
5. Changing lenses on SLR cameras. but if Theresa thinks she has convinced me to buy a second camera body, then she's....well she forces me in to buying things!! ;-)
6. Shutter lag. On some (older) digital cameras, you would press the shutter button, then walk away, make yourself a nice cup of tea, read the newspaper, perhaps phone a friend...then eventually come back to the camera and it would just be at the writing-to-card stage.
Keep these pet hates coming people....
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1. Not having your camera with you when a never-to-be-repeated opportunity presents itself. I think we've all through this one. A UFO lands. Aliens come out. They do a little dance. Elvis is with them - so is Joan of Arc and they stand there infront of you saying "well - have you got your camera with you or not ?" And all you can do is say "ohhhhhhh dear....looks like I picked the wrong day to leave the camera at home." Or words to that effect. ;-) I think Typeaux was on the receiving end of a similar (but not the same scenrio) earlier last year.
2. Not being able to find somewhere to stop your car/truck/motor vehicle to take the picture. Now look - most of these complaints seem to come from the North American contingent. Surely you can walk or cycle people!! ;-))) OK, OK, its a BIG continent. Need car to get around ;-)
3. Forgetting to change settings. Yep - we've all done it. You're in shade or inside a dimly lit church/monastry/castle/jungle, you boost ISO, maybe even metering, take the picture. Then half an hour later you are in bright sunshine and you take a picture of a bright metallic structure at iso-1600 while on spot metering!! Aaarrrgghhh!! ;-)
4. People not getting out of the way when you want to take a picture. Its a bit like being in the supermarket. You want to pick up a few cans of...oh I don't know...lets just say (for argument's sake...some tinned mackerel in sunflower oil)...ahem....but as soon as you get to right section, half of the population decides on getting that same item at that exact same time. So you think...OK, nevermind, I'll just walk around the isle and pick up some eggs, then come back. Then you come back to the tinned mackerel, but no....they're still there - the crowds are still there and now they're examining the nutritional information table on the side of the tin!!! And you feel like saying "Look - what's so difficult ?? Which part of tinned mackerel in sunflower oil don't you understand ?? Its a bloody fish in a sealed tin for goodness sake!!
5. Changing lenses on SLR cameras. but if Theresa thinks she has convinced me to buy a second camera body, then she's....well she forces me in to buying things!! ;-)
6. Shutter lag. On some (older) digital cameras, you would press the shutter button, then walk away, make yourself a nice cup of tea, read the newspaper, perhaps phone a friend...then eventually come back to the camera and it would just be at the writing-to-card stage.
Keep these pet hates coming people....
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Henry Falkner
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A year ago I really hated it that I could not set money aside for a new 10x zoom camera.
Now, I hate it that I cannot find a true upgrade for my C-750UZ. I would have to start from scratch with accessories in most instances.
I hate it that I cannot see a sharp image in the EVF of the SP-510.
I hate it that the battery compartment of the Fuji S9100 cannot be locked.
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Now, I hate it that I cannot find a true upgrade for my C-750UZ. I would have to start from scratch with accessories in most instances.
I hate it that I cannot see a sharp image in the EVF of the SP-510.
I hate it that the battery compartment of the Fuji S9100 cannot be locked.
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Typeaux
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The C-8080's magnesium body is hardly a lightweight digicam, but so far I've resisted the urge to brain the intruders simply because they are clueless. And rude. And unconscionably out to lunch. I've been considering fashioning shuriken darts out of old lens caps or floppy disks, which might not have the weight to sink satisfyingly into the skull between the felonious trespasser's eyes, but would nonetheless get their attention.
For now the C-8080 will have to do. I will be needing a new computer before I get a new camera, but might look for a good used bullhorn on eBay and a HazMat (hazardous materials) vest and hood to clear an area when needed. "You there! Back AWAY from the scenery! You're standing in a toxic spill!"
Ve prosumer operators haff our vays...
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I've mentioned this one several times before. I've deemed California the Official No Stopping state because it seems that most of the roadways these days are posted that way. I live near the mouth of an extremely picturesque and historic canyon, where the Transcontinental Railway once trudged through its length, and it is a very long walk to get into its middle, plus a steep hike to get up to the really great vantage points, and taking a bicycle is pointless since I habitually curse the packs of cyclists who traverse this canyon two or three wide when there is so much of it where even the bicycle lane seems to vanish into the side of a cliff and there is no room to pass.
When I did the rock wall shots in November, I had to find a side road off Highway 4 ("No Stopping Any Time" -- Paugh!) and then climb the wall to be on its good side, then walk for a mile or two through the cow patties, jutting rocks and weeds to find a decent vantage point. Worth it? I suppose, but only barely...
The least this state could do would be to offer "Photographer" placards for hanging off the mirror like the Disabled Person placards (the majority of which seem to be bogus anyway, in my observation, at least where I live). Pay a yearly fee to let you park (where there is room, of course) where it is posted "No Stopping" so that you can get the shot!
Note to self: Write our illustrious governator, Arnold Schwarzenegger (I have to smile when I write that -- it's humorous in a sadly bewildering sort of way) and have him champion the bill for Photographer's placards.
Then hold my breath.
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Sharon Engstrom
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Hey, Steve, I'm the physicist and I ain't a Brit. And Abid isn't a physicist even though his is a Brit, he's into the Bio-Chem stuff.
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...It all winds up the same in the end! Yes, Sharon is what could be described as true physicist. I, on the other hand am a chemist - through and through. Yes, I got involved in Biotech/Biochem/Molec-bio because these subjects are difficult to avoid nowadays. The borders with divided these disciplines 30 or 40 years a go, are now quite fluid.
Sharon - my current grant porposal involves the use of liquid crystalline materials attached to magnetic nanoparticles for the detection of protiens/nucleic acids. Bizarrely, this falls in to the Chemical Engineering category on the online application forms. But on my CV, i count as an organic chemist. Hence the need to find two or three collaborators pretty quickly who can bolster the bio and phys-chem part. Hence the recent trips abroad
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Typeaux
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Recipe for a Sadist:
See wound. Apply salt. Mix thoroughly until subject is a pale pool of sodden anguish and the screams echo off distant hills. Repeat as necessary to satisfy Torquemadan proclivities.
Yes, it is true. I witnessed not only the greatest numbering of snowy egrets ever witnessed in the San Francisco Bay Area (and no one has disputed this claim as yet, I see), but two of those fine, stately birds saw fit to mix it up in a mid-creek rumble that was reminiscent of the original Frazier-Ali fight, ending in one of the pair holding the other's head down beneath the water. And me, standing there, mouth open in a wondrous mixture of heart-stopping amazement and unbidden horror... without so much as a lowly low-res digicam.
sniff It's all so humiliating.
Thank you for the reminder. sniff
There is always next October.
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Vanderhaar
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My pet hate is that my work (which pays the bills) and my selfish wife and selfish kids have the audacity to take up much of my time. It also grinds on me that my children demand to be fed around sunrise and sundown each day (just when I want to be out taking photos). It is time I cut the apron strings and let my four and seven year old fend for themselves....there is a nice little house for rent down the street...I'm sure they could afford it.
And in case my wife reads this...I am only joking.
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Duane Goodman
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To bad there isn't a way to hook a camera or recording device to our brain and record what's there.
On 2nd thought . . . probably not...
Duane
(Life is what happens while you're making other plans!)
On 2nd thought . . . probably not...
--Recipe for a Sadist:
See wound. Apply salt. Mix thoroughly until subject is a pale pool
of sodden anguish and the screams echo off distant hills. Repeat as
necessary to satisfy Torquemadan proclivities.
Yes, it is true. I witnessed not only the greatest numbering of
snowy egrets ever witnessed in the San Francisco Bay Area (and no
one has disputed this claim as yet, I see), but two of those fine,
stately birds saw fit to mix it up in a mid-creek rumble that was
reminiscent of the original Frazier-Ali fight, ending in one of the
pair holding the other's head down beneath the water. And me,
standing there, mouth open in a wondrous mixture of heart-stopping
amazement and unbidden horror... without so much as a lowly low-res
digicam.
sniff It's all so humiliating.
Thank you for the reminder. sniff
There is always next October.
-- Typeaux
The only test of an image is the satisfaction it gives you. There
simply isn't any other test.
Duane
(Life is what happens while you're making other plans!)
nickoly
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1. Push button
2. tell short joke
3. get picture of smiling friends (unless they've heard it before)
mnstoryteller wrote:
And I hate the shutter delay. I've decided that when photographing> smiling friends, I shouldn't shoot when they look good. Next time> I'm going to press the shutter when their eyes are closed and their> mouths look goony because by the time the camera finally gets> around to firing, they'll be lookin' pretty and alert again.
2. tell short joke
3. get picture of smiling friends (unless they've heard it before)
mnstoryteller wrote:
And I hate the shutter delay. I've decided that when photographing> smiling friends, I shouldn't shoot when they look good. Next time> I'm going to press the shutter when their eyes are closed and their> mouths look goony because by the time the camera finally gets> around to firing, they'll be lookin' pretty and alert again.
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Almost the same thing happened to me. I had the camera, but Joan stole the memory card and ran back inside just as they took off.
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For my photography although that's also more of a general pet-peeve & a product of my immediate environs... But luckily I compensate by not being above driving a ½hour to find the bumps...
And dispite only having non-DSLRs... People are constanty getting out of my way, even to the point of offering me thier spot if it's more advantageous for me (the camera) or even stopping from crossing my path when my cam is to my face & I'm generally adverse to people photography & even I can't fault them if they're unaware of my presence or intentions... I understand it & also agree having to wait or missing a shot because of it but we do have to share the planet...
But that's not quite the same as Abids original point & I agree those who either choose to be in every shot or are coerced into it by the shooter really should try to at least share the frame to better enphasize both themselves and the greatness they're blessed with being in the presence of, be it manmade, in nature or another being or animal... I see it all the time in Niagara Falls
And being more or less a drive-by-shoooter, from behind the wheel or not too far from the car/truck & without suffering as many posted "No Stopping" roads & not having as much of a problem being able to pull over or stop, like some of youze... Restricted vehicular access where there once was such or due to seasonal conditions bugs me... I wouldn't even care if they chose not to plow but gating it or in some areas that were just dirt roads in the past, fencing it off ruined my getting to where there would be potential shots not to mention putting a cramp at getting to fishin' holes that I used to be able to pull up to....
Infringement of my rights in the name of Homeland Security isn't high on my list of enjoyment neither.. I've been investigated by a County Sheriff, due to supposed calls from riverside residents of a suspicious car in the area, A State Trooper, Coast Guard in concert with the F.B.I. & across the border by Ontario Provincial Police... The Sheriff & O.P.P merely asking a question or two... The Trooper & Coast Guard ran my license with the Feds stoppin by the house the next day following up the C/C report....
And the really big peeve... Oversharpening!
regardless if my own, or sombody elses, no matter if it's out of a P&S, Prosumer or DSLR, even if done very well without the obvious tell-tale signs of Halos or artifacts... It's hard to explain so I won't even try...
YMMV
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And dispite only having non-DSLRs... People are constanty getting out of my way, even to the point of offering me thier spot if it's more advantageous for me (the camera) or even stopping from crossing my path when my cam is to my face & I'm generally adverse to people photography & even I can't fault them if they're unaware of my presence or intentions... I understand it & also agree having to wait or missing a shot because of it but we do have to share the planet...
But that's not quite the same as Abids original point & I agree those who either choose to be in every shot or are coerced into it by the shooter really should try to at least share the frame to better enphasize both themselves and the greatness they're blessed with being in the presence of, be it manmade, in nature or another being or animal... I see it all the time in Niagara Falls
And being more or less a drive-by-shoooter, from behind the wheel or not too far from the car/truck & without suffering as many posted "No Stopping" roads & not having as much of a problem being able to pull over or stop, like some of youze... Restricted vehicular access where there once was such or due to seasonal conditions bugs me... I wouldn't even care if they chose not to plow but gating it or in some areas that were just dirt roads in the past, fencing it off ruined my getting to where there would be potential shots not to mention putting a cramp at getting to fishin' holes that I used to be able to pull up to....
Infringement of my rights in the name of Homeland Security isn't high on my list of enjoyment neither.. I've been investigated by a County Sheriff, due to supposed calls from riverside residents of a suspicious car in the area, A State Trooper, Coast Guard in concert with the F.B.I. & across the border by Ontario Provincial Police... The Sheriff & O.P.P merely asking a question or two... The Trooper & Coast Guard ran my license with the Feds stoppin by the house the next day following up the C/C report....
And the really big peeve... Oversharpening!
regardless if my own, or sombody elses, no matter if it's out of a P&S, Prosumer or DSLR, even if done very well without the obvious tell-tale signs of Halos or artifacts... It's hard to explain so I won't even try...
YMMV
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Typeaux
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... if you oversharpen it, Ross. )
Speaking of which, who among us has never oversharpened a pic? Show of hands? (Right. That went well...)
My apologies to any rude, clueless, inconceivably unaware people out there whom I might have offended, either inadvertently or, um, advertently. How insensitive of me.
"Yeah?"
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Taking a picture."
"Why?"
"Gee. You got me there. All this time I thought that's what this camera was for. How wrong I've been."
"You getting smart with me?"
"Jeepers. You could tell?"
"I'm advising you to put the camera away and keep moving."
"Or?"
"Or I take it from you and arrest you."
"On what charges?"
"Suspicion of conspiring to sell intelligence to the enemies of the United States of America."
"You'd do that? Couldn't you just read my mail instead?"
"Are you going to put that away and move on?"
"Can't you ask me any nicer than that? Don't I get a 'please'?"
"Sir, please put the camera down and put your hands behind your back..."
Hmmm... I see what you mean.
Sorry.
Hmpf.
-- Typeaux
The only test of an image is the satisfaction it gives you. There simply isn't any other test.
)Speaking of which, who among us has never oversharpened a pic? Show of hands? (Right. That went well...)
True. Most of the time, people tend to be pretty accommodating when it comes to not stepping in front of the camera. That's what makes the exceptions annoying. Yes, I gave it some hyperbole just to make it more fun to read (hopefully, except the part about wearing a hazmat vest and hood, which I think might be a Good Idea...), but I've had some lousy luck in that regard lately and so needed to vent a bit.
My apologies to any rude, clueless, inconceivably unaware people out there whom I might have offended, either inadvertently or, um, advertently. How insensitive of me.
sniff Gee, Ross. That's beautiful. sniff
You mean on top of everything else, Abid has a point ? The nerve.
Are you sure you included everything? Let's see... animal, vegetable, mineral... yes, all covered.
I never see it at Niagra Falls. No, I've never been there. Why do you ask?
Around here, that terminology means something a bit less passive, I think...
I complain about it quite a bit, true. Maybe I just seem like more people.
I understand this one, too. I think the Anti-Obesity League is behind all this, trying to get us to... gasp ... walk more. But some of the places I want to shoot are a really long walk and dangerous to boot.
"Hey! You there!"
"Yeah?"
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Taking a picture."
"Why?"
"Gee. You got me there. All this time I thought that's what this camera was for. How wrong I've been."
"You getting smart with me?"
"Jeepers. You could tell?"
"I'm advising you to put the camera away and keep moving."
"Or?"
"Or I take it from you and arrest you."
"On what charges?"
"Suspicion of conspiring to sell intelligence to the enemies of the United States of America."
"You'd do that? Couldn't you just read my mail instead?"
"Are you going to put that away and move on?"
"Can't you ask me any nicer than that? Don't I get a 'please'?"
"Sir, please put the camera down and put your hands behind your back..."
Hmmm... I see what you mean.
So, the posters I put up have been working, then.
Sorry.
You bet. I'd rather get hassled by The Man any day than have to endure another instance of oversharpened photographs. These people should be put away I sometimes think, but then I read somewhere that we have to share the planet and all that...
What a philosophical dilemma. If it is very well done, is it really oversharpening? (If a snow scene is oversaturated and posted to a web site but no one ever goes to it, is it still too blue?) There's one for the textbooks.
My mother what??
Hmpf.
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Rossuziers
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I forgot all about that... Thanks fer remindin' me...
Shadows on snow are most often blue just as sodium light casts an orange glow & no matter how hard our brain tries, it's never completey removed, yet in a pic, unless either is completely rid of those respective casts.. The WB blew it... That boils my blood!!....
Don't even get me started!!
PS: Thanks for the "point/counter-point" laugh, in a "Jane, you ignorant slut!" kinda way ;-}
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...I hate when someone wants to see an image on your LCD, I hold the camera in front of them in the perfect position and they STILL have to reach out and grab my cam on both sides. HEY, BUDDY, I don't know where your hands have been! I wash my hands and too many others don't and it bugs me.
WOW! I think I just shared a little too much about myself. ROFL!
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I hate the feeling of paranoia when shooting where there are lots of people that awkward feeling that everyones looking at you.....although it got a bit better this year the more I shot at night round the harbour.
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Hi Abid,
I don't know if you've ever seen this before, but it's used a lot in molecular genetics classes/labs to highlight basic differences between genetic and biochemical approaches to problem solving and to show the rationale behind typical mutational analysis. It's amusing:
On a hill overlooking an automobile factory, lived Doug, a retired biochemist, and a retired geneticist (nobody knew his name). Every morning, over a cup of coffee, and every afternoon, over a glass of beer, they would discuss and argue over many issues and philosophical points. During their morning conversations, they would watch the employees entering the factory below to begin their workday. Some would be dressed in work clothes carrying a lunch pail, others, dressed in suits, would be carrying briefcases. Every afternoon, as they waited for the head on their beers to settle, they would see fully built automobiles being driven out of the other side of the factory.
Having spent a life in pursuit of higher learning, both were wholly unfamiliar with how cars worked. They decided that they would like to learn about the functioning of cars and having different scientific backgrounds they each took a very different approach. Doug immediately obtained 100 cars (he is a rich man, typical of most biochemists) and ground them up. He found that cars, consist of the following; 10% glass, 25% plastic, 60% steel, and 5% other materials that he cold not easily identify. He felt satisfied that he had learned of the types and proportions of material that made up each car.
His next task was to mix these fractions to see if he could reproduce some aspect of the automobile's function. As you can imagine, this proved daunting. Doug put in long hard hours between his morning coffee and afternoon beer.
The geneticist, not being inclined toward hard work (as is true form most geneticists) pursued a less strenuous (and less expensive) approach. One day, before his morning coffee, he hiked down the hill, selected a worker at random, and tied his hands. After coffee, while the biochemist zipped up his blue jump suit, adjusted his welder's goggles, and lit his blowtorch to begin another day of grinding, the geneticist puttered around the house, made himself another pot of coffee, and browsed through the latest issue of Genetics.
That afternoon, while the automobiles were rolling off the assembly line, Doug, wet with the sweat of his day's exertions, took a sip of beer and as soon as he caught his breath began discussing his progress. "I have been focusing my efforts on a component I consistently find in the plastic fraction. It looks like this (he draws the shape of a steering wheel on the edge of a napkin). Presently I have been mixing it with the glass fraction to see if it has any activity. I am hoping that with the right mixture I may get motion, although I have not had any success so far. I believe with a bigger blow torch, perhaps even a flame thrower, I will get better results."
The geneticist was only half listening because his attention was drawn to the cars rolling off the assembly line. He noticed that they were missing the front and rear windows, but not the side windows. As soon as the biochemist finished speaking (geneticists are very polite conversationalists), the geneticists proclaimed, "I have learned two facts today. The worker whose hands I tied this morning is responsible for installing car windows and the installation of the side windows is a separate process from the installation of the front and back windows."
The following day the geneticist tied the hands of another worker. That afternoon he noticed that the cars were being produced without the plastic devices the biochemist was working on (steering wheels). In addition, he noticed that as the cars were being driven off to the parking lot, none of them make the first turn in the road they begin piling up on the lawn.
That evening, to Doug's dismay, the geneticist concluded that steering wheels were responsible for turning the car and, in addition, that he had identified the worker responsible for installing the steering wheels.
Emboldened by his successes, the next morning the geneticist tied the hands of an individual dressed in a suit and carrying a briefcase in one hand and a laser pointer in the other (he was a vice president). That evening the geneticist, and Doug (although he would not openly admit it), anxiously waited to see the effect on the cars. They speculated that the effect might be so great as to prevent the production of the cars entirely. To their surprise, however, that afternoon the cars rolled off the assembly line with no discernible effect.
The two scientists conversed late into the evening about the implications of this result. The geneticist, always having had a dislike for men in suits, concluded that the vice-president sat around drinking coffee all day (much like geneticists) and had no role in the production of the automobiles. Doug, however, held the view that there was more than one vice president so that if one was unable to perform, others could take over his duties.
The next morning Doug watched as the geneticist, in an attempt to resolve this issue, headed off towards the factory carrying a large rope to tie the hands of all the men in suits. Doug, after a slight hesitation, abandoned his goggles and blowtorch, and stumbled down the hill to join him.
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'To quote out of context is the essence of the photographer's craft.' John Szarkowski, The Photographer's Eye
I don't know if you've ever seen this before, but it's used a lot in molecular genetics classes/labs to highlight basic differences between genetic and biochemical approaches to problem solving and to show the rationale behind typical mutational analysis. It's amusing:
On a hill overlooking an automobile factory, lived Doug, a retired biochemist, and a retired geneticist (nobody knew his name). Every morning, over a cup of coffee, and every afternoon, over a glass of beer, they would discuss and argue over many issues and philosophical points. During their morning conversations, they would watch the employees entering the factory below to begin their workday. Some would be dressed in work clothes carrying a lunch pail, others, dressed in suits, would be carrying briefcases. Every afternoon, as they waited for the head on their beers to settle, they would see fully built automobiles being driven out of the other side of the factory.
Having spent a life in pursuit of higher learning, both were wholly unfamiliar with how cars worked. They decided that they would like to learn about the functioning of cars and having different scientific backgrounds they each took a very different approach. Doug immediately obtained 100 cars (he is a rich man, typical of most biochemists) and ground them up. He found that cars, consist of the following; 10% glass, 25% plastic, 60% steel, and 5% other materials that he cold not easily identify. He felt satisfied that he had learned of the types and proportions of material that made up each car.
His next task was to mix these fractions to see if he could reproduce some aspect of the automobile's function. As you can imagine, this proved daunting. Doug put in long hard hours between his morning coffee and afternoon beer.
The geneticist, not being inclined toward hard work (as is true form most geneticists) pursued a less strenuous (and less expensive) approach. One day, before his morning coffee, he hiked down the hill, selected a worker at random, and tied his hands. After coffee, while the biochemist zipped up his blue jump suit, adjusted his welder's goggles, and lit his blowtorch to begin another day of grinding, the geneticist puttered around the house, made himself another pot of coffee, and browsed through the latest issue of Genetics.
That afternoon, while the automobiles were rolling off the assembly line, Doug, wet with the sweat of his day's exertions, took a sip of beer and as soon as he caught his breath began discussing his progress. "I have been focusing my efforts on a component I consistently find in the plastic fraction. It looks like this (he draws the shape of a steering wheel on the edge of a napkin). Presently I have been mixing it with the glass fraction to see if it has any activity. I am hoping that with the right mixture I may get motion, although I have not had any success so far. I believe with a bigger blow torch, perhaps even a flame thrower, I will get better results."
The geneticist was only half listening because his attention was drawn to the cars rolling off the assembly line. He noticed that they were missing the front and rear windows, but not the side windows. As soon as the biochemist finished speaking (geneticists are very polite conversationalists), the geneticists proclaimed, "I have learned two facts today. The worker whose hands I tied this morning is responsible for installing car windows and the installation of the side windows is a separate process from the installation of the front and back windows."
The following day the geneticist tied the hands of another worker. That afternoon he noticed that the cars were being produced without the plastic devices the biochemist was working on (steering wheels). In addition, he noticed that as the cars were being driven off to the parking lot, none of them make the first turn in the road they begin piling up on the lawn.
That evening, to Doug's dismay, the geneticist concluded that steering wheels were responsible for turning the car and, in addition, that he had identified the worker responsible for installing the steering wheels.
Emboldened by his successes, the next morning the geneticist tied the hands of an individual dressed in a suit and carrying a briefcase in one hand and a laser pointer in the other (he was a vice president). That evening the geneticist, and Doug (although he would not openly admit it), anxiously waited to see the effect on the cars. They speculated that the effect might be so great as to prevent the production of the cars entirely. To their surprise, however, that afternoon the cars rolled off the assembly line with no discernible effect.
The two scientists conversed late into the evening about the implications of this result. The geneticist, always having had a dislike for men in suits, concluded that the vice-president sat around drinking coffee all day (much like geneticists) and had no role in the production of the automobiles. Doug, however, held the view that there was more than one vice president so that if one was unable to perform, others could take over his duties.
The next morning Doug watched as the geneticist, in an attempt to resolve this issue, headed off towards the factory carrying a large rope to tie the hands of all the men in suits. Doug, after a slight hesitation, abandoned his goggles and blowtorch, and stumbled down the hill to join him.
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'To quote out of context is the essence of the photographer's craft.'
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It is my distinct pleasure and a privilege to rile you, Ross. Think nothing of it.
But you have so many "Start" buttons! You're spoiling all the fun.
Precisely what I was going for. I wonder what our friends in other countries must make of this exchange...
Dear Friends in Other Countries,
The "Jane, you ignorant slut!" line to which Ross refers was from the original (circa 1977) "Saturday Night Live" cast, which was a comedy program(me) on TV (the telly) where in one weekly featured skit...
Oh, forget it. I think you had to be there.
)(I still want to know what "YMMV" means, though...)
(Your Mother Makes Viagra)
(Yes, Make My Vay)
(Yuppies Make Me Vomit)
(Ypsilanti Michigan Merchant Volunteers)
(Yuck. Meat. Me Vegan.)
(Younger Men Marry Vixens)
(Yelping Monkeys Mar the Varnish)
(Yesterday, My Mouth Vanished)
Am I getting warm?
-- Typeaux
The only test of an image is the satisfaction it gives you. There simply isn't any other test.
for a totally different reason. I don't trust them to not drop my camera.
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