The Bronze Age Reflects on the Stone Age of Scientific Information Retrieval

Today I came across a reference to an article I wanted to read. For some reason, neither U Mich nor U Victoria’s libraries had electronic subscriptions to the journal it was in. So I actually went to the library, wandered around in the stacks, got lost, asked for directions, found the journal, took it to a copier, realized I didn’t have money on my card, walked to a bank machine, went into a store for smaller bills, went back to the university, discovered that the computer printing cards are different than the library copying cards, went to the desk, waited in line, bought a card, went back up to the photocopier, pressed the bound journal against the flashing glass, spun the alternately upside-down copied pages into the right direction, found a stapler and stapled it together. While I was doing all this I kept thinking “this is how I got every article I ever read in undergrad. crazy.”

I’m routinely irritated by the process of retrieving journal articles electronically. Despite the fact that the one thing researchers want you to do most is read their articles (as a very serious multiple-publication scientist I can attest to that), and despite the fact that journal articles are all tagged with a wealth of formalized metadata which should make it trivially easy to catalogue and search them (title author year keywords abstract journal volume page range) compared to most of the messy and ill-defined stuff floating around on the global networks, getting one’s hands on eprints is a huge pain. Search google scholar for keywords. Or, if you so dare, figure out your university’s tragically complicated keyword search system (choose from dropdown list of database topics, click boxes to indicate which of the meaninglessly named topic indexes you wish to search in. navigate powerfully unclever series of output screens. pray you haven’t missed any relevant journals.) Then, with full and complete citation in hand, return to school’s journal search screen. Enter exact journal name. Receive a dozen possible responses, with yours listed strangely towards the bottom. Click on it. Another window pops open allowing you to choose between accessing it electronically from your campus or some other campus. Click. Another window. Which archive would you like to access your article from? Click. Another window. Optionally you can front load the archive access with the year volume and number of the journal the article is in. But if you do, you will get the same results as if you didn’t. Click. This window shows the journal. You can try their puzzling search interface, but it’s usually just best to browse. Shuffle through all the open windows to find the one with original citation. Read the year. Click back to the ‘browse’ window. Enter the year. Switch back to the citation to find the volume. Back to the browse screen. Oh look! This journal sorts by page, not by volume. Back to the citation. Back to browse. Click on the page range. Goody, another window opens. Scan through the articles, hoping you did indeed choose the proper journal name when confronted with 12 of them. Yes, there is the article. Click on it. Another window opens asking if you want the article in text format, .tiff or .pdf. Gosh I just wonder. Click. Up pops a new window. But hey, there’s you article. Click save. Note that the default filename is an apparently random string of alphanumeric characters. Close the save window. Try to copy the article name. Discover the article is saved as an image and you don’ t have that option. Click save again. Type out the article and author names by moving the save window back and forth across the screen so that you can see the text you’re transcribing. Click OK. OK.

But I have to admit, as ridiculous a way of searching and saving explicitly catalogued and distributed files as that is, it still beats the sneaker net. And I was lucky I could find someone to give me change so I didn’t have to buy $20 worth of copy card. And on my way back up to the copiers I passed the card catalogue rack they keep on exhibit.

Of Content Management Systems and Cloud Forests, Part 1

In life, I think, we sometimes make a certain strategic trade-off. We choose to invest our time either in action that will have an immediate and measurable effect, or in action which might, over time and indirectly, have broader consequence. A friend of mine who used to do monkey behavioural research is now studying to be a vet. She has chosen the immediate and mindful impact of fixing up a hurting animal over the diffuse and uncertain good she might do by increasing understanding of them as a species. I seem to have generally opted for leverage over traction, choosing a fairly theoretical approach to ecosystem study which I hope will benefit ecosystems, but I can’t immediately say how.

For the past couple weeks I’ve been working part time on this website for Reserva Los Cedros in Ecuador. It’s been a case of “if I had known how hard it was going to be I would’t have tried it”. But I’m glad I didn’t know. Because now that it’s done (!trumpets!) I figure I’ve done something with more than my usual amount of traction. Non-profit biological reserves need websites. They need websites to reassure potential volunteers that they really should go there and help out and pay a little room and board money into the kitty. I imagine they need websites so they look more substantial when engaged in the interminable diplomacy of convincing government departments to afford them protections against land development threats. They need them to reassure potential donors that they’re a good place to donate to. They just need them so they can look like they should be taken at least a little seriously.

And this reserve should get volunteers and protections and donations. It’s 17 000 acres of neotropical cloud forest. I don’t know much about biology, but I know that we’ve really just gotta hang on to what’s left. And thats a little bit of it down there. That might have a better chance now. Because I made the damn website.

So yeah I should have spent more of my time recently doing lit review and working towards my ecological research. But somehow I can’t feel bad about spending that time slaving away over a text editor trying to learn php scripting.

It’s not actually done, more sort of done enough. I’ll no doubt be sinking more hours into actually getting it done over the course of months. In any case, here it is:

reservaloscedros.org

But If You Make the Internet a Crime, Only Criminals Will Have the Internet

Australia: Copyright ruling puts hyperlinking on notice.

“Mp3s4free was different in the sense that it actually catalogued MP3 files that were infringing copyright material – Google doesn’t do that,” she said.

“There is, however, action that is being taken against Google in other jurisdictions, and we’re awaiting that eagerly.”

Yeah, that’s going to be great.

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