Yay! Oakland is on its way to getting a citywide network!
[via MuniWireless]
Yay! Oakland is on its way to getting a citywide network!
[via MuniWireless]
Well, if you’re not a big enough geek to read the site on a regular basis, you can read everything that I write: here.
Well, I have to say this about Engadget: they sure know how to hook a brother up. Got the dude a 15-inch MacBook Pro, and a 24-inch Dell monitor to go with it. It’s pretty freakin’ sweet. I’ve been getting a crash course in all things Engadget over the last few days — and a couple of my posts have already hit digg. I’ve barely had time to follow my own email and RSS feeds.
I begin full-time tomorrow bright and early at 7:30 am.
Thanks for following me on my adventures, and for all of your support. I am now going to be the new Senior Associate Editor at Engadget. You can find my occasional personal ramblings here, and my more coherent daily stuff over there.
A new friend emailed me this morning, asking me about why I pronounce my name the way I do, and so I figured it was high time that I actually write up something to have for posterity.
The name itself is Persian, but of Greek origin. The original Persian name is Kourosh (koo-ROSH). The one whom Anglophones call Cyrus the Great, is known in Persian history as Kourosh-e Bozorg, but as Greek lacks an “sh” sound, it became Kouros (koo-ROS).
As you probably know, Alexander the Great invaded Persia way back in the 4th century BCE, and took out Darius III, known in Persian as Daryoush — again, no “sh” in Greek.
As such, Persian history has been intermingled with Greek words. To this day, the ancient capital city of Persia, Persepolis (“Persian City”), still retains its Greek suffix. Even modern Persian-speakers still call it Persepolis, except they switch up the accents to Persianize the pronunciation, so it becomes: persé-pol-EES.
Kouros got transferred into Latin as something resembling Cyrus with a hard K sound, but then later became a C, and such so eventually we got to Cyrus, pronounced by most Anglophones as SAI-russ.
Now, since then, the name “Cyrus” has re-entered the Persian language, pronounced in Persian as SI-roos, with a short, almost clipped, first syllable.
Due to the way the Persian language is constructed, nouns precede adjectives, the opposite of English. When accompanied by an adjective, nouns also take the suffix “-e” — pronounced like a Canadian “eh?” . Hence: Kourosh-e Bozorg, or Kourosh (Cyrus) the Great.
Today, last names are considered grammatically as adjectives, and so first names take the “-e” suffix, and the pronunciation changes as such. So if you wanted to say my first name in Persian, you’d call me: SI-roos. If you wanted to address me by my whole name, you’d call me: si-ROOS-e far-ee-VAR, with short “a” sounds in my last name.
Now, you’re saying to yourself, but Cyrus, you don’t pronounce your name either of these ways. That’s very true. I’ve never been called SI-russ, and trying to teach non-Persian speakers the proper clipped pronunciation of SI-roos is often difficult, particularly with the accent on the first syllable. Often, for English speakers, it turns into see-ROOS, which is how much of my Anglophone family addresses me.
Often though, particularly to people meeting me for the first time, this turns into an elongated first syllable, which sounds something like seeee-ROOS, which sounds grating to my ears. So, in order to make it easier, some years ago, I decided on a hybrid pronunciation: suh-ROOS, which retains the -ROOS emphasis, but creates a shorter and easier to pronounce first syllable, “suh”, closer to the Persian pronunciation of SI-roos.
Also, you might have wondered what the deal is with Persia and Farsi. As it turns out, they come from the same root, but have different influences.
The Old Persian name for Persia was Parsa, originating from a province in what is now southwestern Iran called Pars. Today, this province is called Fars, and the language that sprung from it, appropriately, Farsi.
The “p” sound doesn’t exist in Arabic, and given that Arabs invaded Persia in the 7th Century CE, *way* after the Greeks did, the language that was known originally as Parsi, has now become known as Farsi among its native speakers. This is why the Zoroastrians who were chased out of Persia by the Arabs and who later settled in India, and their descendants, are still called Parsis to this day.
While most Anglophones interchange the words Persian and Iranian to describe someone originally from the country now known as Iran, true ethnic Persians trace their origin to the Fars province. Iran is not a mono-ethnic country — there are many ethnic groups which include Kurds, Bakhtiaris, Luris, Qashqais, Jews, Arabs, Baluchis, and others. So, the more accurate descriptor is that today, all Persians are Iranian, but not all Iranians are Persian. Make sense?
However, by the time the Arabs invaded Persia, the Greek, and therefore Latin influence had already spread to Europe, which is how English gets the words Persia and Persian.
But it gets a little confusing because there was such a long history of using the word Persia to describe the nation, from ancient days until 1935. At that time, Reza Shah requested that the international community refer to the country as its inhabitants do, as Iran, rather than Persia.
Today, while we refer to the country as Iran and its people as Iranian, the adjective “Persian” has stuck around to describe things like Persian cats, Persian food, Persian carpets, or the Persian Gulf.
If any Persian historians/linguists care to correct me on any of these points, feel free to do so in the comments.
Go read my first Engadget post, on how Britain is banning Segways on sidewalks. I was over at Ryan’s house tonight, getting my first crash course in all things Engadget. It’s going to be a lot of fun, I can already tell.
(Those of you who’ve followed my work for a long time may remember my Daily Cal guest column from February 2004, where I took a Segway for a test drive.)
The Los Angeles Times has a great article about the $10 sweet spot for a good bottle of wine:
That’s because for most people who buy and drink wine, $10 somehow feels like the right amount to spend on a bottle most of the time. Sure, there are the serious wine aficionados who think nothing of spending $40 or $50, or even $100, on a bottle for Saturday night. But for most of us, $10 is what Kyle Meyer, wine buyer for Wine Exchange in Orange, calls “the magic number” — the price that feels comfortable for purchasing everyday wines, weeknight wines.
From the retailer’s point of view, $10 is the price at which people spend freely, buying cases instead of bottles. When there’s a crowd, party planners stock the bar with $10 wines. And for wine geeks, who are always on the hunt for rare and precious wines, the trophy wine they prize most is the delicious bottle they bag for $10.
Curiously, less is not more. Things can be too inexpensive, says Clement. “People worry that if they spend less, they won’t get quality.” But at $10, people feel insulated from bad wine. That’s why even occasional wine drinkers spend freely on $10 wines.
I currently have way too much wine in my house, as David Boyk unloaded a ton on me before going to India, but I’m still a big fan of Penfold’s Rawson’s Retreat, which can usually be found at Trader Joe’s for under $10.
Dave Winer has created something pretty damn sweet. A readable, portable version of The New York Times that I can read on my Treo. Normally I just stick to mobile.bbc.co.uk and mobile.latimes.com, because they’re the only news sites that I read regularly that have good mobile support.
Point your mobile browser here: nytimesriver.com.
Thanks, Dave!
Dear Friends:
It’s official. My last day at Macworld will be August 25, 2006.
On August 28, I will begin a new phase in my career as Senior Associate Editor of Engadget.
For those of you who might not be familiar with it, it’s the most popular blog out there. Period. It draws tons of readers each day and does its best to attract in the hardest of the hardcore gadget-heads.
I will be working out of my neighbor’s home office, about half a block south of my house. This will now be known as Engadget’s Oakland Bureau.
In short, it’s an exciting move for me. That said, Macworld has been good to me over the last year and they’ve given me great opportunities to learn and better myself as a journalist.
I will continue to freelance as I have been over the course of the last year.
I thank all of you for your support and hope that you and yours are happy, healthy and prosperous.
I dreamt that I had to go rescue a female journalist who was across the Cuban border. (Somehow my brain didn’t remember that Cuba is an island.) And in the dream, the border was on a rolling hill type environment (not unlike, say, Napa Valley) with a pair of black metal fences marking each border. There were large posts with horizontal bars connecting them, but with enough space to squeeze through, between the lower bar and the ground.
I slid under the bar, found the girl and led her back to safety across the border the same way that I’d come. As I was about to head back out with her, Fidel Castro was standing there and starting talking to me. He wasn’t being mean or threatening — he was this old man who just wanted to chat. So I started talking to him and as soon as I realized he wasn’t going to stop, I took out my reporter’s pad and started taking notes. And somehow even though he was speaking in Spanish I could understand everything he said, and I took notes in Spanish. (In real life I don’t speak Spanish.)
He basically didn’t say anything interesting except spew propaganda. When I asked what would happen after he died, he said simply that “the revolution will continue.”
He also mentioned that he planned to replace the metal fence with a lower brick fence as a way to encourage people to come to Cuba.
Fin.
My home media/backup server officially has an obscene amount of storage.
I have three internal drives and one external:
Utnapishtim – 400 GB (I scored this last week for $120 shipped, via DealMac.com)
Shamhat – 200 GB
Enkidu – 25 GB
Now that I think about it, perhaps I should rename the 400 GB drive Humbaba.
So last week I blogged about cyber security, and Stephen Colbert joked last week about entering random search queries to throw off an online profile.
Today, life imitates art: Enter the TrackMeNot Firefox extension.