. . Date: Sat, 10 Sep 2011 10:01:08 -0400 From: Dwight Hines <dwight.hines@xxxxxxxxx> Reply-To: Net-Gold@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx To: Net-Gold@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Subject: [Net-Gold] On Being a Radical Transparencist . On Being a Radical Transparencist September 10, 2011 Dwight Hines Maine . My name is Dwight Hines and I live in Peru. Peru, Maine. I am a radical transparencist. If the government has information, it should be available to anyone who wants to see it or make copies. Contrary to what is being written in the Falls-Times, I have not filed a federal lawsuit against the Fire Department of Dixfield. I also do not associate with robber barons, chronic truants, or men who don?t know a good chaw of tobacco from an aged cow patty. . Nor do I call individuals ?lazy? in a Northern style. Being from the South, I use the word ?lazy? in a different semantic context than people do in Maine. But, just as ?wicked? whoopee pies are desirable, full-time laziness can be a sacred achievement to be right proud of. There should be a merit badge for real laziness because it takes a lot of work. Indeed, some of the laziest people I know, and admire, are the busiest. Keeping busy, keeping moving, are great ways to avoid the hard work of thinking and dealing with root causes and not just scratching surface issues, or earning brownie points for making the same mistakes day after day after day. . I am not surprised that there has been such a caterwauling and garment tearing about my making public records requests. It is also not surprising that those who see no value in having plain, flatland people know what their hill and mountain government is doing, are the ones who probably don?t know how to fish. Not being fishermen, like you know who said He was, it?s great fun for them to shoot the messenger. Or at least let a requester know public records are a bad idea, out of the mainstream for sure, it?s like lifting the kilts of the busier than a reformed alcoholic missionary in Lewiston on Saturday night, to try and figure out how they keep their nether zones under the kilt warm in the winter. . I am a radical transparencist. All government records, with the exception of how to build nuclear warheads, should be public. Not just public in an office or library but public on the internet so you can download all the files you desire with no one knowing you are the snoop and snatch person. Once you start doing that type of data gathering, and believe me, it is mostly data that the government agencies collect because the people collecting it don?t have the time to hammer it into information, or melt it into knowledge, much less forge it like cold iron into wisdom. They are too lazy, you see. . Some of the problem with transparency is that some specific groups, like firefighters, for example. don?t want you to know how few of them there are. In Dixfield there are only 4 men (all men, of course), who are qualified firefighters. The other nine members of the department, most of whom don?t deign to go to training sessions, even at the fast pace of once per month, are also mere men. I?m sure all of these firefighters are just as busy as the man who sells guaranteed olympic jumping swamp frogs in Florida to the Maine tourists who flock there in the winter, you know who they are because they walk like they are in deep snow. The salesman knows that frog jumping contests are integral to a southern way of life and that is why ?laziness? is next to Gramma?s aged homemade liquor in the list of desirables for men, old and ancient. . What curls my brain about all these folks who are too busy to have what is starting to look like a major Southern Baptist epiphany, one like the flash that you felt when you were dipped in ice cold Georgia mountain water in a historically coldest early spring by a preacher who was ?touched? by the Unseen Spirits in the eighth grade, dropped out of school that very same week, and started and built his first church before the odor of his urine changed. For years after that mountain spring cleansing the preacher would comment and chuckle on your divinely inspired yodeling that is still echoing, slamming from mountainside to mountainside, in the North Georgia mountains. . So, don?t tell me about the overworked government employees who don?t have time to make documents that your taxes paid for available to you. Available for you, someone who be unknown to them, to slowly browse through, looking for mistakes, or corruption, or just some ideas to make money, maybe legitimately. No one is allowed to ask what you need the statistics or the reports of the ancient farm journal issues for, because they might just steal your idea on buying up all the good waterland, or make a copy of the list of people who have no taxes due, so you know they will have the money to buy your hand crafted thingamajig you stole from a passing Passamaquoddy. . I accept the offer to come to the Fire Station and watch what the fire department members do, but I will draw the line at going home with any member and changing diapers or babysitting or mowing the lawn. You have my word that I?ll kibitz loud and long about how your laziness is keeping you from realizing that there are huge school buildings full of students who have never lived in a world without computers and they think, rightfully, that we are more mind-limited than slow cold reptiles in our worldly behaviors and deserve prizes for our laziness in even simple thinking, simple thinking like if the local governments and agencies put all their documents on the web, so anyone who wants to look at them or make copies would never bother them working, not even for 2 seconds, the wild consequences of putting all those documents on the web would be a more efficient and far less lazy way of accomplishing the tasks that must be finished yesterday. Ah yes, some of these agencies and local governments could start requiring that all their suppliers provide the agency with electronic copies of the papers so the papers would be placed directly on the web. . And you know, some moonlit night, not overly bright, but clear enough to see across the low, always misty back forty, you just might think of what all those papers and documents have embedded in them, what hundreds of little facts and nameless snippets are waiting for you to selectively brush them into a semi-neat pile, give them a quaint name, like early predictors of prices of homes in the lower valley and the impact those prices will have on students attending college, number of college dropouts who will start their own businesses, and overall interest rates on snowmobiles. Yep, and if you think simple thoughts and tell them to the students, simple thoughts, like build the fire department a webpage that will allow a student, while she?s at home or the ballpark with her computer, to put different colored marks on a map of Dixfield for our different types of calls so that over time firefighters will know where and when and what kind of calls to Hong Kong tailor make prevention programs, prevention programs that will do what a fire department with 1,233 trained, experienced firefighters can never do. Stop a fire before it happens. . .