My decision

Background:

Thank you to everyone that commented, sent email and talked to me about the case.  It was very helpful.  Yesterday afternoon I sent FirstName LastName my decision.  I told her that I would post or provide a link on the post to a statement by her.  She could say whatever she wanted. She could say I am mean, hateful, SOB, or she could say she screwed up big time by taking a short cut because she was under a time deadline but learned her lesson.  Regardless of what she wrote, on the second year anniversary of my post I would remove her name from all the postings.  If I was particularly impressed with her statement I might remove her name earlier.

She responded saying she felt writing an explanation would “be even more incriminating”.  Below is part of my response:

“more incriminating”? You are way past the point of plausible deniability. You committed the “crime.” It’s impossible to deny it to any rational person even if you were to try. In my opinion you would be better off to write an essay explaining what you have learned and why you won’t be committing “crimes” again. If your prospective employer reads only the evidence against you they may be believe they would be taking a great risk by hiring you. If you can explain that you would be less likely than someone else to make a similar “mistake” in the future perhaps you would be considered a more of an asset than a liability as their employee. You may be less inclined to look the other way when someone does something wrong–because you, more than others, understand the shame of being part of some immoral act.

FYI no one I have talked to, especially my wife, believes it was a “mistake.” Many of the sentences you used were almost word for word that of the Brady Campaign. You cannot have believed that wasn’t plagiarism. Had you quoted some numbers from a discredited research paper without checking them that would have been a mistake. You did worse than both. You used the words of a admittedly biased (as is the NRA) organization and represented them as your own.

I don’t know if this will really “sink in” or not and the name Robert Heinlein probably doesn’t mean anything to you anyway. Mr. Heinlein was a science fiction author that influenced me a great deal as I was growing up. In one of his books a character said the following and I wrote it down in my personal collection of memorable quotes. When my first child was born I wrote a computer program to select one quote at random and display for me when I booted up my computer. I wanted to be reminded of various things and try to instill that knowledge in my children. Here are a couple Heinlein quotes that I think are applicable in your case:

If it can’t be expressed in figures, it is not science; it is opinion.

And the one that inspired me to collect the quotes to begin with:

Do not handicap your children by making their lives easy.

I think you will be better off by composing an apology, an explanation, and why it won’t happen again–unless you don’t think you can do that with sincerity. If not, then you will never get a chance to explain. Your resume will be thrown out before you are ever given a chance to tell them what you have learned from your foolish actions.

I have not heard from her since I sent her that email at 5:01 PM last night.

Update (03/29/2006): There has been several emails from FirstName that I haven’t reported on.  Two of them since this posting was made.  She now says:

Of course I want to write something…otherwise, everyone will only know yalls side of the story. I appreciate the chance to do this, to explain myself, to attempt to move on…
But I do feel like Ive said a lot to you about the whole situation in my emails, and you seem to only post the stuff that makes me sound like I don’t care.
I will write something short & sweet, and I hope I can slowly but surely put this all behind me.
Your time spent on all your emails, your advice, your encouragement, everything… has all been taken to heart. I sincerely appreciate it. Expect my response no later than Friday.
Thank you Joe,
FirstName
Update (03/31/2006): FirstName responds.
Update2: September 18, 2006. I removed the actual name of the plagiarist and substituted FirstName LastName after she asked me to remove her name, wrote an apology, and I waited what I considered was a reasonable period of time.

Visit to Boomershoot site

Barb and I had lunch with my parents on Sunday.  We stopped by the Boomershoot site on our way home so I could measure the shooting line in both the .50 BMG and smaller caliber shooting areas. 

I have plenty of room for all the .50 BMG shooters as well as the people with ‘normal’ guns.  I currently have only 11 out of 60 slots left with at least one more entry “in the mail” so I expect Boomershoot 2006 will be completely filled.  The shooting line will be over 250 yards long which reminds me that I need to get some handheld air horns for the range officers.  The battery powered horn worked fine when the line was only a couple hundred feet long but it just can’t be heard well enough 100 yards away.

The site is still very wet with ducks swimming in the standing water in the field, and the grass is still brown from the winter.  But for the middle of March it’s doing fine.  But with the clouds it made for a nice picture from the shooting area:

Blog is now on a high bandwidth pipe

Ry came over last night and helped move my blog over to my new high bandwidth web host.  The original intent was to get my photo album moved over.  But we failed that task after a couple hours of attempts.  More research is required.  Having the blog moved was a worthwhile accomplishment however.  As I sit here and watch the blinking lights on the network switch for the old host they only blink occasionally as compared to constantly before we moved all 23 of my (and my family’s) domains and a similar number for Ry off of this machine.

Assuming you have a fairly high speed connection yourself my blog and all my websites (except for joehuffman.org/*) should load much faster than they did a week ago.  And except for my photo album all the joehuffman.org contents can be accessed off of the high speed site via http://www.joehuffman.info.

James matches his Dad on the job front

As I mentioned last week (and here) I interviewed for two different positions and both groups were interested in hiring me.  Our son James interviewed with two other groups with the same company the Friday before (March 3rd).  Then last Friday (March 10th) James got an email saying both the groups he interviewed with were also interested in him and he has to make a decision between them.  And no, I didn’t have anything to do with him getting the interviews nor did he interview in the same groups as I did.

James will graduate from the University of Idaho with a B.S. in Computer Science this spring (currently he has a 4.0/4.0 GPA) and so it’s not surprising he would do well on the job interview front.  We are very proud of him and assuming he accepts an offer from them we will be pleased he will be working close by.

Making Xenia’s boyfriend welcome

Xenia is back together with her old boyfriend, John.  Much to my surprise one of my favorite jokes, calling him “Xenia’s John”, has gotten old for some people in our family.  I can’t imagine why this is but I’m willing to abide by daughter’s wishes.  He does seem to be a pretty nice kid and I don’t have any objections to him dating my daughter.  Being that I’m not all that good with social skills I need some hints on dealing with new social situations.  I am therefore very pleased to see Xenia post in her Live Journal detailed information on how to make someone feel part of the family.  I would have never have guessed.  I can’t wait to follow Zanita’s lead in making John comfortable in our house.

Most people would kill

I got a call from a recruiter for one of the jobs I interviewed for this week.  She said both groups want me.  The company policy is that the two groups won’t compete for me.  I have to choose which job I want and then that group will make me an offer.  “Most people would kill to be in your position” she said. 

One of my fellow contractor co-workers is all bubbly and just gushing over the situation vicariously.  She can’t figure out why I’m not jumping up and down in excitement.  I’m not entirely sure why I’m not.  It’s not really my personality type.  Although there have been events which got me pretty excited when my goals were realized (the audio of one is here the background is here).  And other thing is that I have to make a choice and disappoint someone.  Maybe it’s not that big of a deal in the big scheme of things but it’s important to me.  I told both groups I wanted the job, which is true, but I have to tell one of them that I want another group more than them.  I’m “rejecting someone”.  That’s not pleasant for me even though I know “the company” is not the same as a person and holds zero compassion toward individuals in the cases where the situation is reversed.  It’s not really rational but it’s the way it is.  Barb and I have talked about similar things before.  As we learned again with the bigots at Pacific Northwest National Laboratory we have too often given our employers more loyalty and more of ourselves than they deserve.  I expect this will happen, at least to a certain extent again here.  I’m hoping to stay here until I retire but I had similar plans at PNNL before I found out the depth of their bigotry extended to them being willing to commit felonies against me.  I have friends at this company and it will be easy to settle in and be at ease but I’ll try not to give so much of myself that it will not be so incredibly painful if I have to move on for some reason.

Another issue is that I probably don’t have the doubts some people do about whether they are “good enough”.  I was pretty sure I had what it took.  I just needed a chance where people could overlook my age and my history with PNNL.  I’m climbing back up the ladder and getting in a position to deal with the bigots.  I have the drive, the smarts, and strength of will to deal with almost any obstacle put in my path.  Reaching this goal isn’t a surprise to me.

So to sum up my late night ramblings I think the bottom line is that even though I’m not bubbling with happiness I’m content.  I wouldn’t kill to be here because I knew wouldn’t be necessary for me.

Easiest interview question

Yesterday I arrived at 8:45 and left at 17:40.  Nearly nine hours interviewing for a new job.  I’m not sure how many people I talked to.  In my mind they merged into a blur of coding tests on the white-board.  “Write your own version of malloc() and free().”  “Implement a function that converts a ASCII string into a floating point number.”  “Reverse the order of the words in a string.  Do it in place–without allocating more memory.”  “Find the first unique character in a string.”  “Write the test cases for your code.”  “What is the big O of your solution?  Can you do it better?”  Those are just the ones I remember.  My right arm went weak from writing on the white-board for so many hours.  I remember the easiest question though.  “What gets you up in the morning?”  “My wife”, I answered.

Update: I’ve been getting calls and email asking how it went.  It went well.  Only the smallest of glitches.  The 8.5 hours of interviews with eight different people today in a different group was generally easier except for one technical question that I severely crashed and burned on. 

And the toughest question yesterday?  “Show me a cure for spam email.  You have 45 minutes.”

Aspergers unite!

I have tears coming down my cheeks from laughing.  This is so funny to me.  A bunch of kids doing something dangerous–following the law.

People with Asperger get annoyed, angry even, with people who don’t follow the rules.  To have other people get angry because someone else is following the law and inconveniencing the law breakers is just so sweet.

Thanks to Sean who sent it to me with the subject line “More hope for today’s youth.”

James hits the limit on the GRE

I got a call from our son James yesterday.  He had just finished taking the Graduate Record Exam (GRE).  Except for the essay portion they get the results back immediately afterwards.  He got a 560/800 on the verbal portion and 800/800 on the quantitative portion.  This is particularily noteworthy because it is an online, adaptive test.  The questions presented get harder if you are getting them all correct or easier if you are having difficulties with them.  He said it was “brutal”.  He just barely finished the problems in the time given.  He was pretty “up” about things though–as well he should be.  We are very proud of him.

Geek lovers

Via an old friend from Microsoft.  A work safe comedy video that probably hits a little “too close to home” for a lot of people I know.

Barb and Xenia visit Kirkland

Xenia had four days off from school this weekend so Barb took some time off too and visited me in Kirkland rather than me driving home to Moscow this weekend while James and the two attack dogs and two flesh eating cats guarded the Huffman-Scott compound.  Yesterday was mostly consumed with shopping at “thrift stores.”  It always seems to me it would be much more thrifty to not go shopping at all, but that argument is always met with such a clamor that I seldom bring it up regardless of the unassailable logic.  We had lunch at a Japanese buffet which was very nice.  Today we visited the Seattle Center and had lunch in the restaurant at the top of the Space Needle.

Pictures are here.

Update: Xenia posted some more pictures.

Jason got a visit from Chuck Norris today

Read all about it here.

Xenia’s murder trial

Xenia went on trial for murder this weekend–actually there were three trials.  She was found not guilty in the first two by a votes of 10-2 and 9-3.  Barb figured with her brother on the second jury she would be found guilty for certain.  But I knew him better than she did.  There was no way with the ‘evidence’ given that he would vote for a conviction let alone try and convince other jurors.  Just before the third trial, as I was about to leave for the Seattle area, I gave her a handcuff key just in case they convicted her.  She was found guilty but didn’t need the key because she was able to squeeze out of the handcuffs.

It was a good performance.  I didn’t realize Ayn Rand had written any plays.  This was apparently her first and it shows it in many ways but it wasn’t really bad.  When Xenia got on the stand and told the court she had been raped by her employer ten years earlier on her first day at work and was proud to became his mistress from there after we gave each other “the look”.  Yup, just the part Xenia would like to play.  Check out the pictures Xenia has on her Live Journal.

Daily trials of an Asperger type

Background is here.  This has been bugging me for several months now.  Maybe grumbling about it here will relieve the frustration some.

And before you start laughing at me please realize that I know it’s a minor thing and “it really doesn’t matter” but it still bugs me.  It’s that I want the world to be perfect and expect people would want to work toward that goal.  I know it’s not possible but why can’t people make the changes that they can instead of being so random?  It makes me look down on people in general.  Give me a reason to believe that the Neurotypicals are worthy of my respect.  But no.  That’s not the way it works.  I’m looked down upon when it is they who are inaccurate and random.

The thing that has been bugging me?  The one of the pizza types in the cafeteria is labeled “grilled vegetable pizza”.  It has red peppers, yellow peppers, black olives, yellow squash, and mushrooms along with the usual cheese and tomato sauce on it.  I’ll bet 99+% of you won’t see anything wrong with this “picture”.  I do.  And it bugs me.  There’s only one vegetable there–the mushrooms.  All the other plants parts are fruits.

This sort of irritation is perversive in our society.  Why can’t people get it right?  And they tend to get irritated when you politely inform them they made a mistake (no, I didn’t inform the cafeteria staff about their mislabeling of the pizza) and they almost never correct their errors.

There’s a reason I’m into computers, guns, and explosives–they are understandable, rational, and predictable.

A short history of interesting email

I get the most interesting email.

There have been the room temperature I.Q. cases wanting help building a bomb which I talk about frequently.  There are also cases where I don’t talk much, if any, but are just as interesting. 

There was a case where a public defender wanted help defending against federal bomb making charge.  I thought Ry and I were going to be doing some testing for them.  But the case was dropped after the public defender told the court they had an expert who didn’t think it would explode but wanted to test a duplicate of the device to make sure. My guess is the the prosecutor knew it wouldn’t/couldn’t/shouldn’t explode but figured putting a 15 year old girl in the slammer was just another way to get a few laughs and get more points toward their next promotion.  Don’t ever forget we have a legal system, not a justice system.

Due my Modern Ballistics program I have received lots of requests for ballistics help.  In one case (IIRC, it’s been several years now) someone was investigating the possibility of a wrongful death case against a police officer.  It wasn’t a problem my program was designed for and I couldn’t help.  One request was the defense in a murder case.  Using all the data I had at my disposal I still had a couple unknown variables that could push the answer either way.  And even if those numbers were tied down the answer depended on the skill and knowledge of the shooter as much as the physics involved.

This week I received my first request for help in defending against a first degree murder charge (three shots to the center of mass from a large caliber semi-auto pistol) where the defendant had a concealed weapons permit.  I’ll blog the details tomorrow.  The guy goes on trial Monday.

Giving cousin Karen a hard time

Karen and I grew up on farms just 3/4 of a mile apart.  She is a few years older than me and I fondly remember her reading books to me before I could read.  My family would visit her family and after a while our parents were too boring to listen to anymore she would be tasked with keeping me entertained.  I’ve always been very proud of her.  She was valedictorian of her high school class and later became a lawyer.  After several years of mostly corporate law she became a judge–an Idaho State Appeals court judge.  I don’t get to see her very often anymore.  She lives in Boise now which is 300 miles from my home in Moscow.  Sometimes at Christmas and a few other family gatherings we get a chance to chat some.  When I got a mention in Newsweek for Boomershoot she told me that I had topped her single sentence mention in USA Today when she was appointed.  Today she got a mention in the Seattle PI:

“The state’s interest in apprehending re-offending sex offenders was not rationally advanced by a classification that differentiated between offenders based solely upon their date of entry into the state,” Judge Karen Lansing wrote for the court. “Because the statutory provision under which he was convicted was unconstitutional, however, Dickerson’s conviction for failure to register must be reversed.”

I can’t wait to hear what her brother has to say about this.  One of the cases Karen worked on before she became a judge was a case where someone (I think he was associated with a school) was accused of sexual impropriety with a child.  As part of the investigation the guy took a test where they put fairly tight fitting paper band around his penis then showed him images of young children.  After showing the images for a few minutes they examined the paper band and it was found to be broken–indicating he had been sexually aroused by the sight of the young children.  If I recall the case correctly Karen was defending the school for not taking appropriate action against this accused pedophile.  Karen’s brother took great pleasure in asking at every opportunity how her “Peter Meter” case was going.

This case isn’t going to make life any easier for Karen.  I just emailed her brother a link to the article.

Jason in the Washington Post

The Washington Post had an article on shrapnel and a good portion of the article was on Jason.  Katy, Jason’s mom, had a few words to say in her blog post about the article.

A call from Xenia’s chemistry teacher

I received a call from Xenia‘s chemistry teacher this morning.  Uh oh…  This has never happened before.  Xenia has almost always been a pleasure for her teachers as well as her parents.

Rather than inform me Xenia had lost control of some explosives in her locker (like I did once when I was in high school) she just wanted to tell me that Xenia is doing great in class.  She said she doesn’t get to make many of those types of calls and she wanted to let us know.

I’d like to think it had something to do with the chemistry experiments I do and have had Xenia help with.  But while Xenia thinks it’s “way cool” she hasn’t had the slightest bit of interest in the actual chemistry (and here).

Jason on CBS

Jason was on CBS Evening News tonight.  He was a major portion of the three minute video clip (nearly 12 MBytes).  That may be a bit slow so if you want a faster link (while it’s available) you can view Returning From A War Zone on the CBS site.

Update: Ry has put the video on a high bandwidth site for us.

Trip was mildly eventful

Usually when I arrive back in my room near my job, 300 miles from home, I send Barb a short email since it’s frequently past her bedtime.  “Trip was uneventful.”  This time was different.  When I arrived in Ellensburg, about two thirds of the way here, I found out Snoqualmie Pass was closed indefinitely.  Blewitt Pass and Stevens Pass to the north were open with some restrictions so I topped off the gas tank and headed north.  The traffic advisory radio said traction tires were recommended on Blewitt and required on Stevens.  I saw three cars off the road.  I stopped at the first one which was way off the road down a steep bank because there were no emergency vehicles present.  There was another car with a couple there and I asked if everything was under control.  The woman said 911 had been called and everyone was okay and I continued on my way.  In the other cases it was clear they didn’t need my help.  It was snowing constantly from the time I left Ellensburg and the normally 50 and 60 MPH road now had variable speed limits in place from 35 and 40 MPH.  At times the long line of cars that caravaned over the mountains was only going 25 MPH.  The roads weren’t really that slick.  When I would test things I could get a little bit of slippage but it wasn’t that big of a deal.  Blewitt pass was first and was no big deal.  Very pretty actually with all the snow covered trees.  Leavenworth was beautiful will all the Christmas lights still up and the snow coming down.  Then as I was climbing to the top of Stevens the radio said chains were required on Blewitt.  I hate putting on and driving in chains.  Glad I made it through there before that restriction went into effect.  As I was coming into town the radio said Stevens pass was closed.  I made it through just in time.

The alternate route was 50 miles and 2.5 hours longer than normal.