Remember Dave’s Service Centre, my mechanic of choice?

Well I had the Jetta in the shop there today to replace the pads and rotors on the front brakes – Dave suspects the rotors were the factory-originals, which is pretty amazing given that it’s a 15 year old car.

On the way out of the parking lot after picking up the car I ran into comedy’s Patrick Ledwell on the way in and I made a comment about his having great taste in mechanics.

It turns out that Patrick found Dave through this here blog, which is about as gratifying a result for the world as you can get in the blogging business.

And so I reiterate – again – that if you’ve got a car that needs attention, in Dave’s you will find friendly, talented service at reasonable prices.

Remember those discretionary ligatures I wrote about last week?

Well, with regret, I’ve realized it’s best I stop using them, and so, by changing the settings in the Typogrify module for Drupal that conjured them to life in the first place, they are gone.

I did love them so.

But the problem was that, in using them, I had to pretend that I lived in a typographically perfect universe where all of the ligatures were available in all of the typefaces that might eventually be used to render the text I write here.

But that, alas, is not the case, leading to some ugly rendering when the text left its home here for other pastures.

Let’s say, for example, you copied a paragraph from this post into TextEdit on a Mac to use in your PhD thesis on Goudy, and set the typeface to Bodini; the result would look like this:

Ugh.

Todd Gallant pointed out, on Twitter, the result of the ligatures when the RSS feed of the blog gets rendered by Feedly on a mobile device:

There was another problem, too: browsers aren’t smart enough to do search-in-page search for ligatures-as-their-component-letters. So if I search on a page for “contrast,” for example, and the “st” in the occurrences on the page are rendered as ligatures, then they won’t be found by the browser.

Ugh.

So it’s back to regular old non-ligatured text.

It was fun while it lasted.

It’s August 9. In previous years I was doing all manner of things this week:

• In 2014, I lamented the passing of Ron Boyles
• In 2013, I was just starting out printing coffee bags
• In 2012, I was railing against the privatization of public space
• In 2011, I printed what might be my favourite letterpress job to date, in Berlin
• In 2010, Oliver and I took a trip to Souris to hear Tim Chaisson
• In 2009, I took a boat trip off French River for the first time
• In 2008, it was a summer of endless travel fun
• In 2007, Catherine told me she would go to the beach every day if she could
• In 2006, Karin LaRonde made me iced tea for my lunch
• In 2005, I noted that the CBC had started to run ads on its website
• In 2004, I learned there are 10,000 people buried in the Elm Avenue Cemetery
• In 2003, Ian and Tessa got married
• In 2002, I tried to get the Bank of Montreal to fix its clock
• In 2001, I was singing the praises of MacAusland’s Woollen Mills
• In 2000, I noted that Linda’s Coffee Shop had kicked it up a notch
• In 1999, I was still mostly talking about work here

Which is to say two things:

I’ve been doing this a long time, this writing-on-the-web thing.

And in none of the above was I at all conscious of the fact that summer would soon be over.

So let this serve as your official reminder (we’re going to Richard’s for lunch in Covehead; maybe we’ll see you there?)

In the beginning there was no bicycle rack at all in front of The Guild. So I took a photo of how I parked my bicycle vs. how there was a large expanse of bicycle rack-friendly space a few metres away, and sent it to the City of Charlottetown:

The city, bless its heart, had a spare bicycle rack in its inventory, and a willingness to install it, so less than a month later, a bicycle rack was installed:

Alas there were two issues.

First, and most importantly, the bolts on the rack almost immediately started to wiggle free, leaving the rack to wobble around dangerously.

And also, perhaps only important to my symmetry-obsessed mind, the rack was installed such that bicycles were perpendicular to the pad under the rack, not parallel to it.

The city was alerted.

The bicycle rack disappeared earlier this week.

Oh no!

But then, this morning, it was back!

Firmly bolted to the ground. And comfortably symmetrical.

Thank you to Ramona Doyle, Sustainability Officer, and to the Public Works crew for working together to make this happen.

Using this man_made=surveillance page as a guide, I’ve started to add the new Charlottetown Police Service CCTV cameras to OpenStreetMap. You can see the position of one here.

I’m adding them each with the following tags:

• man_made = surveillance
• name = eWatch Camera
• operator = Charlottetown Police Service
• surveillance = outdoor
• surveillance:type = camera
• surveillance:zone = town

While the cameras don’t render on the main OpenStreetMap slippy map, they do, however, render on the purpose-built osmcamera.tk site, a project that, helpfully, has released its source code.

You are welcome to join the effort as new cameras sprout up in your neighbourhood; once we’ve reached a critical mass, perhaps we can create a similar Charlottetown-focused resource.

Remember that new CCTV surveillance network that Charlottetown City Police are installing?

Today The Guardian reports that this is being done at “no cost to taxpayers” as it’s a business-supported initiative called eWatch:

Deputy Police Chief Gary McGuigan said Thursday the cameras are being paid for by the businesses that have partnered with police for this initiative. Businesses that wish to partner with police contribute $5,000 to the eWatch initiative. Police then go to that business and do a site survey to determine the best possible location for the placement of the camera. All of the cameras are high definition and some are equipped with infrared technology that enables them to capture images in complete darkness.

So not only are the police going to be constantly watching us, they’re doing so in partnership with business, which takes the project to new heights of civil liberties violation.

The Guardian further reports that the police justify the project’s lack of public consultation thus:

Members of the police committee at City Hall have been fully briefed on operation eWatch. There was no requirement to bring the matter before council.

That’s not the standard of community consultation we deserve from our city, especially for so sweeping a project.

While the involvement of business in a public-private surveillance partnership is chilling, at least it affords citizens an opportunity to oppose the move in an additional venue: alerting business “partners” that we won’t do business with them as long as they’re supporting this initiative.

A reminder that if you feel similarly, I encourage you to let public officials know: Councillor Jason Coady is chair of the Protective and Emergency Services Committee and you can write to him, with copies to the Mayor and to Ward One Councillor Eddie Rice, at P.O. Box 98, Charlottetown, PE, C1A 7K2.

In the fall of 2009 I took a short trip to Copenhagen as part of a climate change blogging project. Once the formal activities were over, I had four days to wander the city as a tourist, and it was during that time that I came across the book Typologia by Frederic Goudy in the Danish Museum of Art & Design.

It is a stunning book, both for its contents and for its design, the distinguishing element of which is that it is set in Goudy’s own University of California Old Style typeface. Indeed, says the colophon, it was the first use of that typeface in print.

I fell in love with that face right there: it has a sense of openness, and a feeling of whimsy, that hit me over the head. When I returned to Canada, I immediately ordered a paperback reprint of the book simply so that I could return to its design as often as I liked. And I have done that frequently.

It turns out that the typeface has a Prince Edward Island connection: as related in this post from P22 Type Foundry in Buffalo, New York, University of California Old Style was originally designed by Goudy for the exclusive use of the University of California at Berkeley. The Lanston Monotype company later released a version for general use. In the 1980s, Gerald Giampa acquired the Lanston company’s assets and moved them to Canada, settling, in 1994, in Mount Stewart, Prince Edward Island.

As P22 goes on to relate:

The lead patterns were part of the very few physical materials that survived the tragic disposition of most of the original Lanston Monotype matrices and patterns. The full story of all that happened has yet to have a fully reliable telling: that is for another time.

The patterns however were the source material from where Gerald Giampa derived his digital versions of Lanston fonts. Most of the Lanston fonts created between 1989-2000 were done this way. When P22 acquired the Lanston Company in 2004, the Californian patterns were already proofed on newsprint.

P22 has released this digital version, dubbed Californian, and today I purchased a license from them to use it as a web font for this website.

I’m still experimenting with the right size and line spacing for this digital format, but I’m quite happy with how the face appears on the screen even now.

One of my favourite aspects of the face is what I’ve now come to learn are called discretionary ligatures, the marriage of two adjoining letters for decorative rather than purely “functional” reasons. The most obvious one in Californian is the one marrying lower case “s” and “t”, like this:

This in contrast to a “standard” or “functional” ligature, like “ff”, designed to deal with the fact that two f’s would otherwise inelegantly collide:

In Typologia, Goudy described the approach he took to creating the original University of California Old Style typeface:

I did not attempt any radical departures from good tradition. I believe, however, that some of the individual characters present a measure of novelty, yet in complete harmony with their more conservative kinsmen in the font. In short, it was my purpose to attempt a type face which would present a new type expression in mass, not by drawing forms of letters radically different from the accepted shapes, but rather by including in them those fine and almost imperceptible qualities of design which mean so much in the massed effect of the type page.

Not only a good expression of what Goudy achieved with his new type face, but also an excellent approximation of the way I strive to live my life.

The entire August 31, 1946 issue of The New Yorker magazine was devoted to a single article, by John Hersey, about the bombing of Hiroshima the year before. The magazine has re-published the article to mark the 70th anniversary of Hiroshima, and while I laud them for doing that, I find myself constitutionally unable to read the magazine on the screen: it is an irrevocably print experience for me. And so I needed to find a way of approximating a read of the original article in printed format.

Fortunately I am afforded unlimited access to the magazine’s archives by virtue of being a print subscriber. So I printed myself a copy of the issue on my laser printer. Here’s how I did it.

First, I went to The New Yorker archives site and logged in.

Next, I clicked on Browse Issues and selected the August 31, 1946 issue:

With the issue itself on the screen I clicked Print and then selected all of the pages of the article (I opted not to print the Talk of the Town frontmatter, which a New Yorker purist might quibble with):

Clicking Print once I’d selected the page brought up the Firefox print dialog. I set the Page Headers and Page Footers to “—blank—”:

Finally, I clicked PDF and then Save as PDF… to print to a PDF file instead of the printer:

The resulting PDF had too much whitespace around the page images, which I used the Mac OS X Preview app to crop out:

To do the cropping I did this:

1. Selected Tools > Rectangular Selection.
2. On the first page of the article, drew the rectangular box around the border of the page image (as pictured above).
3. Selected all of the pages in the thumbnail view in the sidebar.
4. Pressed Command + K to crop all of the pages.

The result looked like this:

I then printed to my Brother laser printer directly from Preview, checking the Two-Sided option, and the Scale to Fit > Fill Entire Paper option:

The result is pleasantly like a real copy of The New Yorker, albeit in black & white and not nearly as crisp as an original:

Now, to read the 30,000+ word article!

I awoke this morning to the news that Charlottetown City Police is to install “somewhere between 60 and 80 video cameras” in my neighbourhood to, it says, “assist in the protection of the public.”

While it may be intellectually lazy to quote 1984 at the drop of a hat, it would appear that this is one situation where it is unfortunately appropriate:

The telescreen received and transmitted simultaneously. Any sound that Winston made, above the level of a very low whisper, would be picked up by it, moreover, so long as he remained within the field of vision which the metal plaque commanded, he could be seen as well as heard. There was of course no way of knowing whether you were being watched at any given moment. How often, or on what system, the Thought Police plugged in on any individual wire was guesswork. It was even conceivable that they watched everybody all the time. But at any rate they could plug in your wire whenever they wanted to. You had to live—did live, from habit that became instinct—in the assumption that every sound you made was overheard, and, except in darkness, every movement scrutinized.

Which is to say: what’s missing from the police department’s triangulation is the oppressive effects on the residents of downtown Charlottetown resulting from the the feeling of being constantly under surveillance.

No matter your feelings about the police – generally I’m happy they’re there, and I’ve always received pleasant, helpful service from them when I’ve had to call – and no matter whether the crime-reducing claims police make for the cameras are true or false, there are more important, larger issues at play here that deserve consideration.

Deputy Police Chief Gary McGuigan is quoted as saying “They are not hidden surveillance cameras. People will be able to see them and know that they’re there.”  Which is surely the issue: having a camera pointed at you wherever you go, a camera that’s obvious and all-seeing, is precisely the chill that Orwell was warning us about.

This move is an egregious violation of our civil liberties, and yet it appears to have proceeded without any opportunity for public debate or comment.

Set all lofty philosophizing aside: moves like this make Charlottetown a less livable city, a city I am now forced to think twice about my decision to call home.

If you feel similarly, I encourage you to let public officials know: Councillor Jason Coady is chair of the Protective and Emergency Services Committee and you can write to him, with copies to the Mayor and to Ward One Councillor Eddie Rice, at P.O. Box 98, Charlottetown, PE, C1A 7K2. I’ve sent my own letter off this morning.

When I moved to Prince Edward Island, in the early 1990s, I was 27 years old.

And as near as I could tell, every other person on the Island was older than 50 or younger than 15. It was as if a reverse-Logan’s Run-like event had occurred, sucking all the cool young rockers out of the city.

If there’s any demographic change that’s happened in the intervening 20 years, it’s that the young, creative minds are, more and more, choosing to stay here at home. And you can see the result in the art, the food, the film, the music, the theatre, the coffee, the fashion. It’s a change that makes the city, and the Island, ever-more-liveable.

One of the events that’s an obvious expression of this demographic retention is The Island Fringe Festival, which runs next week here in Charlottetown, from August 6 to 9, 2015.

Apparently I was a sponsor of the festival in a previous year – all memory of this has escaped me – which prompted Josh Coles (one of the selfsame didn’t-leave-the-Island-for-Toronto young) to snag me on the street this afternoon and as if I was willing to re-up.

How could I say no.

And so we of Reinvented Inc. are now officially (re)minted corporate sponsors of the festival. Not at Maritime Electric-level “Rising Star” level, I imagine. Perhaps at “Muddled Star in Deep Space” level?

As a result, I doubly-encourage you to attend all of the events under the festival’s banner that you can: you will enjoy yourself, and you’ll be sending a clear signal to the teetering youth that the Island is the place to stay to make interesting fringyness of all sorts.