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Comment Just another use (Score 2, Interesting) 91

The Cline Center for Democracy at UIUC has been running a data mining project, scanning archives and contents of newspapers around the world for reports of political disturbances such as riots &tc. The project, a collaboration between the center and the UIUC CS department, is meant to facilitate research on domestic stability and the like. Currently it's focused primarily on English papers, but efficiency and completeness will dictate searches in other languages sooner or later.

Information can be suppressed or 'spun', but at least this will ensure that the data's available for such evaluations instead of paying some graduate student peanuts for years and years to put it together.

Of course it does mean that I'm sort of out of a job...

Comment Re:Give this guy a +5, informative (Score 1) 428

I checked in XiDan (huge shopping district in Beijing besides WangFuJing) for you. Price is current as of yesterday. Tall: 23 RMB, Venti: 27 RMB. Now, this translates to about 3-4 USD at most, but compared to the average salary in Beijing...well, you've got problems. According to official reports, average salary in the cities is ~9000 RMB per annum, and it's 2900 RMB per annum in the countryside (but this figure also includes the capital needed for seed for the next year). These are, of course, official, and unofficial estimates are higher and lower, depending on who you ask. To give you another idea of how much things cost: 23 RMB will buy you (at least around the universities, prices current of yesterday): 2 1-kg package of dumplings about 23 kg of bok choy a 10 kg bag of rice six bottles (500 mL size) of Coke 4 pirated DVDs (assuming an average price of 6 RMB per disc) 1-2 legal DVDs, depending on title (His Girl Friday was 12 RMB, and the legal boxset of La Femme Nikita, season 1 - 6 disks, was 130 RMB, prices both from yesterday) 35 Xia'r'bing - flatbreads about the size of an average adult palm, filled with a variety of veggies or meats OR seven issues of Reader's, a popular literary anthology magazine among Chinese readers.
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Journal Journal: The Sixth Station

Wimpy snow happened today. Bureaucratic nonsense about paperwork happened today.

It's funny how I can waste time and just sit until my brain can't think anymore. And what am I thinking of in the meantime? Nothing.

Lost to State the other day. I think it was either expected or inevitable. In which case, absolutely nothing happens.

I'll resist the urge to say something personal, but it's at times like these that I want to hit something repeatedly.
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Journal Journal: hmm...

I get this feeling that I need 1. a hobby or 2. something else to obsess over. I think I'm losing it. Or the closet romantic broke the door.

I was sort of hoping to hold off the girl emotional codependent type thing until at least graduation. Sigh.
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Journal Journal: facelift

Eventually I'll need to start thinking up new ways of making my site pretty besides giving it a makeover, like content.
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Journal Journal: Why is this /. journal public??

Answer: because I can't make it otherwise.

Q: Why not go to some other nifty site that has these features for the low low price of free?
A: Then I'd really feel like a tortured youth with my wild blogging ways. Links, anyone?
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Journal Journal: do you feel manly?

...... the only other matter that I'm contemplating is whether Aycock really got around.
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Journal Journal: terps roastin' egos burstin'

Terps threw an airball. Their show at redemption/assertion of superiority sucked.

In the meantime, filters are the bane of my existence as I head boldly into Java territory. I still remember when Netscape 3 came out...and the wait for Java to load, if it ever did. That extra sense of dread carried over now that I'm going to learn how the thing works.
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Journal Journal: The chinese connection

After tenting, my life has rapidly returned to the near mundaneness that it's attained in the past years. Friday night (certainly not date night) consists of foraging for food and then doing nothing, and then possibly wandering down to help out with the movie.

This is the prospect of having no weekend beyond that of doing stuff and then wishing I had more time for sleep, then proceed to squander all available sleep time for...something else that's not so exciting.
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Journal Journal: The post-game frenzy, or, the smell of accelerant in the air

Well, the game happened.

I take back what I said about the even-odd thing. I'll just say that the Cameron Crazies are damned crazy, and damned loud. It's a wonder that those bleachers survive ONE game, let alone an entire season of crazy college kids pounding on them chanting "DEFENSE" (stamp stamp clap clap).
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Journal Journal: cough cough hack hack

The greatest thing about a college campus is that everyone shares everything, including vicious germs with really big teeth.

With any luck, those crazy UNC kids will learn from us (cough, real cough, fake cough again) and share it with their friends (who likely won't be so cool and haven't written any entries in their Slashdot journals).
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Journal Journal: Filled with newfound triteness

Just got back from K-ville after surviving in the freezing (well, about 30 degrees Fahrenheit. That's just below 0 Celsius for you metric snobs) temperature. Listened to Krzyzewski talk, got hot chocolate, got a CRU (campus crusade) mug to commemorate absolutely nothing, and also watched a past UNC basketball game where we plowed through a first half, pathetically couldn't seem to finish the second, then powered through overtime (maybe it's odd numbered periods that we only have luck in).
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Journal Journal: Slumming it in K-ville

First time tenting in K-ville for basketball tickets. First time reg'ed for /. Well, I've read it for enough years to qualify as a truly apathetic Anonymous Coward.

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