<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:07:01.497+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yamauchi's Paradox</title><subtitle type='html'>I don't mind if oil runs out: we've got Gran Turismo!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111591867695239771</id><published>2005-05-12T18:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T19:54:57.400+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Congressman's Letter &amp; Other Moral Miseries</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_cassandra.jpg" align="left" /&gt;Did I tell you about my friend Cassandra? yeah, like the prophetess! The one that was condemned by a rejected lover to foretell the future but not to be believed... She writes these things from time to time, when things that happen in the world make her mad. It's like spitting, she says, because she earns her life writing, but can't afford to write things like this rant, worth reading! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Congressman's Letter &amp;amp; Other Moral Miseries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems we should feel every type of shame and indignation going, after knowing that lies were used to justify the invasion of Iraq. Or maybe not. After all isn’t an important characteristic of ‘advanced’ societies the idea of realpolitik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, the existence of a political protective shell. One made up of a mixture of relativism, cynicism and pure political calculation. This allows the citizen to ignore his or her own indignation. If such an emotion still exists in his or hers trampled emotional repertoire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the public are unable to feel empathy for other people's suffering, and the lies and the interests that cause them, it is because of their new status. Wage slaves. Slaves to debt. It is a type of collective hallucination, one called ‘confidence in the markets’ that keeps them quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the more deceits we have to tolerate, the worse and the more brutal will be the lies they tell. The more pronounced will be the cynicism that our rulers will expound. In just one week we have had two good samples of this moral baseness. Unfortunately it comes from the people we voted to publicly represent our political will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Tony Blair. The second in a trio of liars, was left basically undamaged after his imperial adventure. Repugnant in his baseness, after being re-elected he urged the British people “to forget the past, and to take care of the things that really worry us”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since now it is too late to measure the errors, according to Mr Blair, we are told to “forget the past”. Sorry, it is not that easy. Mainly, because that past is still the present. The coalition have left Iraq infinitely worse than before its intervention. They demonstrated that unfortunately, the ‘coalition of the willing’ can surpass even the most bloodthirsty of dictators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s reality has no quick remedy. But at least repentance and contrition would seem to be inescapable values for a honest politician. The call to look the other way is an abject example of policymaking that despises reality. Instead it looks to impose decisions through stating an opinion in the coarsest way, through fear. And they know that it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They frightened the population once by lying about the aggressive capacities of a dictator who no longer served their interests. Now, subtly, they try to frighten us again. Agreeing to forget the past so as not to put in danger a possible resolution of the “authentic problems”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on you, Mr. Blair, and also shame on all those that voted for him because “that’s the way it is.” It’s just one more example that, collectively, we have lost all reference, all moral norms, all notions of justice. And therefore possibly the right to live peacefully in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second example of the enormous scorn which they feel about us voters has been shown by the Californian Republican congressman, &lt;a href="http://www.house.gov/lungren/"&gt;Daniel Lungren&lt;/a&gt;. In a letter in which he asked for the support for oil exploration in Arctic National Wildlife Reserve (ANWR) Lungren wrote the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel quite strongly that as long as we have our military in the Middle East fighting so that we can continue to purchase oil from that region, we have an obligation to find alternatives to foreign oil.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thanks to the action of the citizen who received it and whom, &lt;a href="http://www.newsreview.com/issues/sacto/2005-05-05/news.asp"&gt;according to him&lt;/a&gt;, had to read the aforementioned paragraph several times before believing what it said, the subject has come to light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a shameless admission of the reasons that took to the U.S.A. to invade Iraq. Taking with them Great Britain, a nation that will soon join the club of petroleum-importing superpowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before notions like these we have to stand strong. To be against it with all our strength, or definitively abandon any aspiration of justice, solidarity and good will between people. Like in Great Britain, in the U.S.A. the political climate no longer is affected by the war in Iraq. Bush was re-elected. People returned to their daily lives, to worry about the truly important things. The mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is bad enough that the media is no longer interested in it. Subjects disappear from the conscience of an American population that has never felt very interested in separating reality and propaganda. Another success for modern policy, based on the control of information and the sale of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that new atmosphere, it is no wonder congressman Lungren has relaxed and has put on written record the most obvious thing. That his country invaded another, rich in oil reserves. Just in order to be able to control them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse thing of all, is this. Whatever happens in respect to the really big energy challenges that await to us, we already know the kind of policy that is going to guide the powerful countries in the management of that scenario. Lies, fear, hatred, war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the prescription, and that is the misfortune. Little importance is given to the concerns about technological developments, government initiatives, social efforts to ease the energy situation. Especially if at heart, the winning ideals are those shown by our leaders in Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First they will lie saying to us that it everything is well. When the situation becomes untenable, when the problems are right in the heat of their term of office, they will play the fear card. They will demand sacrifices from us or everything will be worse. They will point with the finger at the new guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that have the oil and whose governments do not allow the entrance of the necessary foreign capital so that we can prune their reserves to the maximum. They already know that we are able to tighten our economic belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Iraq episode they know that our gullibility is still ample. We may have resigned from any kind of ethical stances, in exchange for maintaining our miserable status quo. Countries will be invaded, new enemies will be declared, they will put price on the heads of those who put our unsustainable way of life in danger. Then war, the old method that never fails, will return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the great danger. In order to transform reality it is necessary to know it first. Lamentably our social model does not allow that. It disguises divergent visions, and if the lie is necessary, will dress reality with whatever consensus is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It demonstrates the practical disappearance of any kind of macroeconomic policy that is not the one that dictated by the godfathers of neo-liberalism. After all, the consumers consume, sweatshops produce, the banks lend, and the wizard apprentices continue experimenting with techniques to obtain a bubble that never explodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denial is perfectly comprehensible, because each step higher, (and recently we have climbed a lot very quickly), the abyss is even deeper. So, do not let us be fooled by their mirage. Do not tolerate it. Even if hurts us in the pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are not able to be straight in the days of relative bonanza, what we can hope of them in the days of crisis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111591867695239771?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111591867695239771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111591867695239771' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111591867695239771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111591867695239771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/05/congressmans-letter-other-moral.html' title='The Congressman&apos;s Letter &amp; Other Moral Miseries'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111434077805740529</id><published>2005-04-24T12:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T13:06:18.066+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I owed you an explanation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_twobooks.jpg" align="left"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I know that the public at large is generally not aware of the ‘&lt;a href="http://www.energybulletin.net/primer.php"&gt;peak oil&lt;/a&gt;’ phenomenon, nor its potential significance. Among “peakniks” like me, it seems obvious. Peak oil as a subject has been thoroughly discussed. Just check some of the links at the right column of this blog.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The oil industry press and many &lt;a href="http://www.simmonsco-intl.com/research.aspx?Type=msspeeches"&gt;analysts&lt;/a&gt; and consultants now openly talk about “depletion”, “plateaus” and “demand outstripping supply.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Even magazines like &lt;i&gt;The Economist&lt;/i&gt;, the Bible of neoliberal economics, &lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/agenda/displayStory.cfm?story_id=3868421"&gt;appear scared shitless&lt;/a&gt; when talking about the current dangers for the global economy. And they talk a lot about oil.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;But this blog is an experiment that mixes &lt;a href="http://www.phantomatics.net/"&gt;my own past&lt;/a&gt; (and present) as a gaming journalist, &lt;a href="http://www.uji.es/serveis/sasc/cest2004/val/digi.thtml"&gt;theorist&lt;/a&gt; and teacher, with a phenomena that could be the worst nightmare for the electronic entertainment industry. It won’t be a passing fad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;If we are really about to pass the peak of global oil production, we will learn the hard way how dependent we are on oil. Its uses for transport, as a feedstock for petrochemicals and the way it is used to &lt;a href="http://www.harpers.org/TheOilWeEat.html"&gt;produce food&lt;/a&gt;. Of course it is also a primary source for generating electricity amongst other non renewable fossil fuels like coal and natural gas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My own feelings are mixed about the outcome of an early peak. Maybe we won’t have time to react. I do not think (maybe I don’t want to believe) we will suffer a catastrophic crash. But the adjustments that will occur will be remembered in the history books. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Because basically, we are in uncharted territory. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;But I think I still owe you an explanation. Yes, I am games reviewer, I love racing simulation games. Yes, this blog is called Yamauchi’s Paradox. But what is so paradoxical about Kazunori Yamauchi, the man behind the Gran Turismo series?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Everything started when I read some news about the party held in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to celebrate the completion of &lt;span style=""&gt;Gran Turismo 4&lt;/span&gt;. There Yamauchi, perhaps after too many drinks, &lt;a href="http://ps2.ign.com/articles/564/564793p1.html?fromint=1"&gt;announced his new project&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I'd like young kids to more fully understand the fun of cars. Using the entertainment power of games, we will be, in a sense increasing the number of car lovers twenty years or so down the road."&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Defending this strange pet project even further, Yamauchi stated, "if we don't grow to love cars in youth, we become adults who are uninterested in cars."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Knowing what I know about the prospect of cheap and abundant oil for the coming decades, this was terrible. It was like being the only person who can see the elephant in the room. Emperor’s new clothes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The average car enthusiast is probably expecting that we will have the same car industry in twenty years. The cars themselves will be running on whatever combustible human ingenuity could be found. But many of the solutions proposed now, such as hydrogen fuel cells or electric cars have very difficult futures. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.energypulse.net/centers/article/article_display.cfm?a_id=940"&gt;Hydrogen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.atse.org.au/?sectionid=677"&gt;fuel cells&lt;/a&gt; and electricity stored in batteries are not energy sources themselves. They are vectors to store and transport energy produced elsewhere. The energy we use to fuel our cars and all the transportation we use will not be substituted easily.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;If Yamauchi’s assumptions are right, and he is fostering a love of cars by young people, he could be educating youngsters for a future that may end up exactly the opposite of what he expects. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Of course Yamauchi’s vision and impact is just a tiny drop of water in an ocean of consumer orientated culture. But it can serve as a symbol for the big contradiction between what markets demand (more consumption, and an ever growing head-in-the-sand culture) and what the future can bring us. That is if we do not react soon enough to our future energy challenges.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;That is the reason I write this blog. Because I need some way to bridge the part of my persona still entwined in the videogame industry to my interest in oil and energy. I am not a luddite, nor a pessimist by nature. But I am a realist. Although I love technology and all the good things it has done for me, I do not buy the notion that ‘technology will save us’. No matter how it is put. You know, after all, ‘the sky is the limit’ is just a catch phrase.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Perhaps I am wrong, but I already placed my bet. I started &lt;a href="http://www.crisisenergetica.org/"&gt;Crisis Energetica&lt;/a&gt;, which has now spawned an association. I also became an &lt;a href="http://www.oilcast.com/"&gt;Oilcaster&lt;/a&gt;, starting to plan for a future where the world will not be like the world in a Playstation 4. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I know my fellow gamers are an intelligent crowd. Full of &lt;a href="http://ludology.org/index.php"&gt;extraordinary ideas&lt;/a&gt;. Some of them even willing to transform the videogame medium to a fully featured form of creative expression. One able to convey all kinds of emotions, not just mindless maze chasing or button-smashing fights. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;As technology lovers, they would agree that oil is finite. But they are also optimists. This optimism should no be wasted. We do not have to buy every press release that says that this or that alternative energy will solve all our problems. Instead, we have to ask the &lt;a href="http://www.fromthewilderness.com/free/ww3/052703_9_questions.html"&gt;right questions&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I don’t even want to start talking about the &lt;a href="http://www.commondreams.org/views05/0322-31.htm"&gt;geopolitics of oil depletion&lt;/a&gt;. That is when the frightening tale, that the world may be past its peak of oil production, really starts to unfold.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Maybe it is time to start a dialogue with gamers? Especially those brave gamers starting to peel off the superficial ideas that often invades the gaming industry and press.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;What is going to become of us when the world oil production peaks? When the recession sets in? When every videogame will be a classic? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I know we are intelligent and resourceful, but you need to wake up. To start to think about the stuff things are made of and transported by. The stuff that fuels our bodies and our cars, what makes our high energy world run.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Maybe we can’t do anything after all, but as the always classy Dr. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ali Samsam Bakhtiari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un homme averti en vaut deux&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111434077805740529?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111434077805740529/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111434077805740529' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111434077805740529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111434077805740529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-owed-you-explanation.html' title='I owed you an explanation'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111349859833246449</id><published>2005-04-14T18:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T19:09:58.333+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding injury to insult...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_r5.jpg" align="left" /&gt;The little finger in my left hand is in pain. &lt;a href="http://www.gtplanet.net/forum/showthread.php?t=61516"&gt;And I am not alone&lt;/a&gt;. Playing too much GT4 will cause various sorts of physical damage, strained tendons (my case), sore thumbs, involuntary eye twitching, etc, be it with the DSC or the DFP, not to mention the psychological damage caused by the too frequent restarts when hotlaping in Nurburgring (BTW, it's 7:30 with a BMW M5, medium sport tires, manual shifting and no driving assists whatsoever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all is that I haven't played so much lately... aging.. agh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the oily world things are starting to get out of hand... masks are falling, PO is becoming more mainstream with each passing day. Big new oil projects, the so called "&lt;a href="http://www.odac-info.org/bulletin/documents/MEGAPROJECTSREPORT.pdf"&gt;mega projects&lt;/a&gt;" that will come on stream from here to 2010 won' t cover projected demand, daunting reports, from &lt;a href="http://www.oilcast.com/pdfs/superspike.pdf"&gt;Goldman Sachs&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.iea.org/textbase/work/2005/oil_demand/background.pdf"&gt;IEA&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://corporate.bmo.com/HarrisNesbitt/bresource/basicpoint/default.asp?id=4887"&gt;Bank of Montreal on Saudi Arabia&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next week I am going to give two presentations to second graders about the multimedia industry, and how to become a game developer.  Crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111349859833246449?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111349859833246449/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111349859833246449' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111349859833246449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111349859833246449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/04/adding-injury-to-insult.html' title='Adding injury to insult...'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111280424582374037</id><published>2005-04-06T18:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T18:27:12.640+02:00</updated><title type='text'>And now for something completely different...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_shiii.jpg" align="left"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Racing simulators are very good for short, intense bursts of gameplay. You take seat by 18:00h and by 18:0h you’re already cruising at &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="200 km/h" st="on"&gt;200 km/h&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; at the Ring. No need to wait to build up an army and beat your real time armchair general, no need to upgrade your weapons to defeat the big guys. Also, no need to load your savegame and try to find out what’s next in your favorite FPS maze. If you’re short on time, racing simulations are a perfect solution for your gaming needs (ok, all the puzzle and mini games are even better for a quick fix). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it comes &lt;a href="http://www.silent-hunteriii.com/"&gt;Silent Hunter III&lt;/a&gt;. I am a long time fan of this series and other titles as well, like Silent Service II (I didn’t play the first one, I was too young!), Aces of the Deep, and a bit of the modern subs simulations, like 688 Attack Sub or Sub Command. And &lt;a href="http://www.subsim.com/"&gt;those games&lt;/a&gt; need a lot of time! Yesterday I was doing the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Naval&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Academy&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; missions, learning the ropes of the game. Well, yesterday I did just ONE mission, the final one. I repeated it three times, and it took me like one and a half our... Real time simulations of machines that can go over big distances in a gaming session are not new. There’s people flying MS Flight Simulator doing transoceanic flights in real time, or doing bombing runs over the Nazi occupied &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Europe&lt;/st1:place&gt; in virtual B-17s. But with a WWII sub simulation you can do a dynamic campaign that is going to take you months!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks gods for time compression!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111280424582374037?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111280424582374037/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111280424582374037' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111280424582374037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111280424582374037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/04/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title='And now for something completely different...'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111227635105947483</id><published>2005-03-31T13:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T15:39:11.060+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars, cars, cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_carscars.jpg" align="left" /&gt;Look at the picture. This is the place where I stayed for my Easter holydays, a very small village, whose population during the winter is just twenty people. But during weekends and in the summer, everyone comes here, from relatives to people that just got in love with the place and ended having a house here. So we go from 20 to 300 people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the place is perfect for relaxing, even now that we have free wireless Internet connection, thanks to the Internet Rural program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my case, I could read two or three books and still managed to have some social life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, it's been like ten days since I played GT4, how hard is to be a fan boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111227635105947483?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111227635105947483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111227635105947483' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111227635105947483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111227635105947483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/cars-cars-cars.html' title='Cars, cars, cars'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111150717259183747</id><published>2005-03-22T16:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T16:59:56.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No one will notice</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_srs.jpg" align="left"&gt;Today, while I was about to write a short review of Street Racing Syndicate for a magazine, I was having the traditional brainstorming with myself, trying to make the best use of the 1.300 characters I had available for the game. And then, as if my fingers and my brain weren't mine, I started writing this:&lt;blockquote&gt;It is possible that the historians of the future will analyze in detail the popular culture of our time, and they will wonder why car culture was so fashionable at the beginnings of the SXXI. Specially bearing in mind that the proliferation of the private vehicle isn't precisely sustainable, as we have too much contaminating emissions, we will make short of fuel and we lack all the roads we'll need if we were to buy all the cars they want us to buy. But this is not important to motoring &lt;i&gt;aficionados&lt;/i&gt;, that see as the interactive offer is always growing in the genre of "races, tuning and hot chicks in shorts".&lt;/blockquote&gt;Best thing about it? No one will notice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111150717259183747?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111150717259183747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111150717259183747' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111150717259183747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111150717259183747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-one-will-notice.html' title='No one will notice'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111140161687496070</id><published>2005-03-21T11:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T11:40:16.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GT4  time goes down as oil goes up</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_human.jpg" align="left"&gt;This doesn’t come as a surprise at all, as soon as GT4 fell in my hands, &lt;a href="http://www.bloomberg.com/markets/commodities/energyprices.html"&gt;oil prices&lt;/a&gt; started to go up, making me as busy as ever. Add to that the unstoppable stream of friends that come to visit, and you’ll end up with a gamer that has “too much life”. And that’s good, because a life of friends is something that really has future... and videogames, well, my friend Pedro says that if you were to power your TV and PS2 manually, you’ll have to work two hours to get a hour of play... how about a cycling simulator, then? It's called a bycicle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Eurogamer publishes an &lt;a href="http://www.eurogamer.net/article.php?article_id=58257"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; with the man. This Yamauchi is as slippery as a snake! He must have been drunk when he spoke about making a GT game for children, as that was the only time I’ve heard him saying something meaningful and not being evasive and inconsistent: “Games must not rely on hardware specifications, but on the creativity of the developers.” Yes, of course, indeed, then stop moaning about how we’ll have to wait to get car damage until the PS3 comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111140161687496070?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111140161687496070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111140161687496070' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111140161687496070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111140161687496070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/gt4-time-goes-down-as-oil-goes-up.html' title='GT4  time goes down as oil goes up'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111098529640385752</id><published>2005-03-16T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T16:06:46.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That's so nice of you, Sony...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/GT4_special_ed_007.jpg" align="left"&gt;It arrived yesterday, better late than never, goes the saying... Well, after all it wasn't just my copy of GT4 (I bought it already, remember?), but the amazingly exclusive Gran Turismo 4 limited edition! The game is presented in a big white box, and it includes the game, a press disc with lots of pics from the game, a comparison between the game and reality, logos, movies, press &lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/GT4_special_ed_002.jpg" align="left"&gt;releases, etc. It also comes with a desktop calendar, a GT4 passport, where you can put two pictures (printed in Photo Mode by an Epson printer), and a luxurious 176 page book. The book comes with a lot of pictures I already have seen before and some interesting comments from Kazunori itself. The rest seems written in the style of airline magazines, but as we say around here, "lo que cuenta es la intención".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111098529640385752?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111098529640385752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111098529640385752' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111098529640385752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111098529640385752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/thats-so-nice-of-you-sony.html' title='That&apos;s so nice of you, Sony...'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111078843347310576</id><published>2005-03-14T09:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T10:12:30.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurburgring chase</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_chase_ring.jpg" align="left" /&gt;Progress in GT4 is slow at the moment. Reasons? Plenty of guests lately... and Nurburgring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This circuit is so freaking funny to drive (and challenging if you want it fast) that they could have released a game with just this circuit and some cars and still it would have rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did one of the license tests, that consists in driving a lap in the Ring behind the pace car. The car you use in this test is a souped up black Mercedes, powerful and sticky. You can’t pass the pace car or run into it, easier said than done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I am going to Manresa to give a speech about the energy crisis. Thinking about including a Photomode spoof...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111078843347310576?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111078843347310576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111078843347310576' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111078843347310576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111078843347310576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/nurburgring-chase.html' title='Nurburgring chase'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111053267195130892</id><published>2005-03-11T09:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T10:20:51.726+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Banzai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_gt4_competition.jpg" align="left"&gt;Those faces are from Japanese representatives of car manufacturers like Toyota, Volkswagen, Daihatsu, Mercedes, Nissan, Mazda, Subaru, Ford, and Suzuki. As you can see in their attitudes, they're ready, they “want to fight” each other to the top of the food chain of the automotive industry. No, it’s not a weird Japanese reality show where car salesmen fight each other for a sale, it's that they just took part in a &lt;a href="http://www.gran-turismo.com/gt4/maji/index.html"&gt;competition&lt;/a&gt; in GT4 (warning, Japanese link). The winner? The Toyota representative, with a Toyota 88C-V. The auto industry should show their love for videogames more often!, as Kazunori knows very well, you must start to love cars when you're a child (I know, because I started loving cars and motorbikes when I was a child). Then, as an adult, is absolutely natural to enter the farce about cars giving you "status", cars meaning more than just transport, cars as a way of express yourself, and all that shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111053267195130892?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111053267195130892/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111053267195130892' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111053267195130892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111053267195130892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/banzai.html' title='Banzai!'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111045716356410510</id><published>2005-03-10T12:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T23:27:08.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the GDC</title><content type='html'>Although I don't follow theory of games development so close as I did in the past, some snippets from this year &lt;a href="http://www.gdconf.com/"&gt;Game Developers Conference&lt;/a&gt; opening keynote are in order. And that's Raph Koster's "A Theory of Fun for Games" (thanks to &lt;a href="http://crystaltips.typepad.com/wonderland/"&gt;Wonderland&lt;/a&gt; for highlighting the bests parts):&lt;blockquote&gt;When we meet noise, and fail to make a pattern out of it, we get frustrated and quit.&lt;br /&gt;Once we see a pattern, we delight in tracing it, and in seeing it reoccur. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun is the feedback the brain gives while successfully absorbing a pattern&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Games are the cartoon version of real world sophisticated problems.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Now I realise that I met Koster in 2003, interviewed him for TV during E3 (I am so bad for names!). He's an RPG specialist and the game designer behind Star Wars Galaxies, and speaks a brilliant Spanish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I’ve been doing some tests with Premiere Pro and my video capture setup. The verdict: &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(what a surprise!) PC systems suck for video capturing and editing. At the end, it worked, but with my little Titanium G4 &lt;b&gt;everything works on the first try&lt;/b&gt;. I’ll see, what I’ll end doing...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111045716356410510?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111045716356410510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111045716356410510' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111045716356410510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111045716356410510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/fun-in-gdc.html' title='Fun in the GDC'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111044642535700713</id><published>2005-03-10T09:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T10:23:57.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Appointment in Samarra</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_catrina.jpg" align="left"&gt;Yesterday, while in the train to Barcelona, I was rereading Jorge Riechman's "Gente que no quiere viajar a Marte" (people that don't want to travel to Mars), a fantastic book on the subject of ecology, ethics and selflimitation. I love the way the book is edited, with many subtitles and quotes mixed with the main text. In one of those, Riechman talks about an old parable whose motto could be "you can run, but you can't hide". I've found that William S. Maughan re-told the parable in "The Appointment in Samarra":&lt;blockquote&gt;(The speaker is Death)&lt;br /&gt;There was a merchant in Bagdad who sent his servant to market to buy provisions and in a little while the servant came back, white and trembling, and said, Master, just now when I was in the marketplace I was jostled by a woman in the crowd and when I turned I saw it was Death that jostled me. She looked at me and made a threatening gesture, now, lend me your horse, and I will ride away from this city and avoid my fate. I will go to Samarra and there Death will not find me. The merchant lent him his horse, and the servant mounted it, and he dug his spurs in its flanks and as fast as the horse could gallop he went.  Then the merchant went down to the marketplace and he saw me standing in the crowd and he came to me and said, Why did you make a threating gesture to my servant when you saw him this morning? That was not a threatening gesture, I said, it was only a start of surprise. I was astonished to see him in Bagdad, for I had an appointment with him tonight in Samarra.&lt;/blockquote&gt;It's a powerful metaphor to describe our actual situation: we are desperately looking for our horse to arrive to Samarra (salvation through technology), without knowing that perhaps the "solution" it would just increase our problems in the future. What is waiting for us in Samarra could be something we didn't expect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111044642535700713?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111044642535700713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111044642535700713' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111044642535700713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111044642535700713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/appointment-in-samarra.html' title='The Appointment in Samarra'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111038566358235078</id><published>2005-03-09T16:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T17:30:27.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Imperdonable!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_yama_1.jpg" align="left" /&gt;Just to let you know how insignificant I am, yesterday Kazunori Yamauchi, the man behind the Grand Turismo series was in Madrid, presenting GT4's arrival to Europe. And I wasn't there. Of course, I was "invitadísimo", but a plane ticket wasn't included in the invitation. Well, I don't mind not going to those parties, but that was a missed opportunity to meet Kazunori again and tell him about peak oil! After all, he's the man who said this:&lt;blockquote&gt;I'd like young kids to understand more fully the fun of cars. Using the entertainment power of games, we'll be, in a sense, increasing the number of car lovers twenty years or so down the road. If we don't grow to love cars in youth, we become adults who are uninterested in cars."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Not that I don't love his work, etc, but in the light of the energy challenges we'll have to meet in the coming decades, his project, putting it lightly, appears a bit naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, there's this US government-sponsored report, "&lt;a href="http://www.hilltoplancers.org/stories/hirsch0502.pdf"&gt;Peaking of World Oil Production: Impacts, Mitigation and Risk Management&lt;/a&gt;" (PDF file, 1,2 MB), that should help you to understand why this weblog is called Yamauchi's Paradox. For an overview of the report, my friend Adam has just published an article about that: &lt;a href="http://english.aljazeera.net/NR/exeres/5EF86883-8CDB-49B5-9A07-5759205A9DBE.htm"&gt;US report acknowledges peak-oil threat.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111038566358235078?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111038566358235078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111038566358235078' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111038566358235078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111038566358235078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/imperdonable.html' title='¡Imperdonable!'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111035784934244002</id><published>2005-03-09T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T09:46:36.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GT-Logía, WTF?</title><content type='html'>As I am a person with a life, and a very busy one, I didn't play tonight. And this morning I am going to Barcelona, to see my parents and to pick up shipments (my GT4 press copy? I doubt it, that would be too fast for them, probably there is some stuff from Logitech). I am very happy with Photomode, I got some very nice pics very early! Won the beginner's cup in A-Spec. I don't feel like trying B-Spec yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I discovered (via Meristation) &lt;a href="http://www.allimitedelarealidad.com//"&gt;GT-Logía&lt;/a&gt;, the newest online PR stunt from the Sony crowd, a viral nonsense: put your birth date and you'll get your "car-horoscope":&lt;blockquote&gt;You have a striking personality, caracteristic of people with advanced ideas. A car like the DMC DeLorean is perfect to identify with it. It is a model with a retro touch, but at the same time it has a futuristic tendency in its lines that has allowed it to survive to the test of time with elegance and the same atractiveness. People like you have this duality between past and future for some aspects of live. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Freaking scary! I said "duality" in one of my firts posts! I-Chi rules!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111035784934244002?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111035784934244002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111035784934244002' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111035784934244002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111035784934244002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/gt-loga-wtf.html' title='GT-Logía, WTF?'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111031624956955353</id><published>2005-03-08T22:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T23:39:55.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/gt4_IMG0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final turn at the final lap of the final race of my first championship in GT Mode. The amazingly green 323F, my first car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111031624956955353?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111031624956955353/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111031624956955353' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111031624956955353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111031624956955353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/mmm.html' title='Mmm...'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111028253043559442</id><published>2005-03-08T12:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:10:00.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is ready for a GT4 afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/yama_no_kids.gif" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt; GT4 PAL, a telly, a Playstation 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Optional:&lt;/b&gt; a sourround system (aka Home Cinema), a Driving Force Pro, a proper racing seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't play with this kids!:&lt;/b&gt; some THC (for the replays and B-Spec), a tormented mind, a cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put disc on PS2, sit, relax, race, watch replay, sip tea, puff. Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I forgot that my memory card is filled up!!!!! Grrrr, but don't worry, because Pep (man, I owe you now more than 100€) is going to bring me one of these non Sony 16MB memory cards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111028253043559442?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111028253043559442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111028253043559442' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111028253043559442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111028253043559442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/everything-is-ready-for-gt4-afternoon.html' title='Everything is ready for a GT4 afternoon'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111027648795774274</id><published>2005-03-08T10:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T11:30:16.143+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost here</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/sms_pep.jpg" hspace="15" align="left" /&gt;Ok, so I' ve just done a little of tele-buying, and thanks to my friend Pep who lives in Barcelona, in a few hours GT4 will be mine! I am sorry "tu palabra contra la mía", but I won't be buying the game at your store (nothing personal, but you know how nit- picky are people that come from the big city when they go to stores in towns: we find them slow and dumb, it's a miracle they got to sell something!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111027648795774274?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111027648795774274/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111027648795774274' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111027648795774274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111027648795774274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-almost-here.html' title='It&apos;s almost here'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111027887269488583</id><published>2005-03-08T08:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T23:39:10.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photomode as cultural sabotage</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.phantomatics.net/img/spoofad_1.jpg" align="left"&gt; I am still unable to produce my own Photomode shots, but I've been playing a bit with one of the pictures you can find at &lt;a href="http://www.gtplanet.net/forum/forumdisplay.php?f=138"&gt;GT Planet's forums&lt;/a&gt;. It's one of these American muscle cars, a &lt;a href="http://biz.yahoo.com/brn/050228/14875_1.html"&gt;gas guzzler&lt;/a&gt;, and I thought that was a good metaphor for the "landing" of the American Monster. Because "what goes up must come down", "all good things must come to an end", etc, pure peak philosophy, the philosophy of the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111027887269488583?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111027887269488583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111027887269488583' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111027887269488583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111027887269488583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/photomode-as-cultural-sabotage.html' title='Photomode as cultural sabotage'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11295593.post-111022562364760637</id><published>2005-03-07T20:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T21:00:23.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world!</title><content type='html'>GT4 is not yet here, so I guess am in Europe (the other possibility is Australia). I've called two times to my friend "mi palabra contra la tuya", to no avail. "Tomorrow afternoon", he said the last time.  Spoke to a friend today (Skype) that is aware of my duality, I explained to him that I was planning to do some &lt;a href="http://www.adbusters.org"&gt;spoof ads&lt;/a&gt; for the Peak Oil thing, using the nifty Photo Mode feature.  The cornucopian that every gamer has inside is showing up in the GT Planet forums through this interesting (informal) contest: &lt;a href="http://www.gtplanet.net/forum/showthread.php?t=57314"&gt;Photomode ads.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oil is 51,30 $ a barrel (WTI) /51,32 (Brent)  and all I can think is how can I get my dirty hands over the fucking GT4 ASAP...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11295593-111022562364760637?l=yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/feeds/111022562364760637/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11295593&amp;postID=111022562364760637' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111022562364760637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11295593/posts/default/111022562364760637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamauchisparadox.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-world.html' title='Hello world!'/><author><name>peaknik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00250812941244606151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6-UURtlT11s/R5EPoOGSOaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U_bmPHO0rl0/S220/spock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
