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If you use Patreon, a site that connects creators (writers, artists, musicians, cartoonists, anybody) with people who'd like to support their work, then you probably already know that they're about to start charging the patrons (funders) for the credit-card transaction fees. (So you signed up to pay somebody, say, $1/month, and you'll now be charged $1.38.) What you might not have noticed is that they're charging a little more than what the credit-card companies charge them, and they're charging for each individual transaction even though they charge your card once for all the creators you support each month. Uh huh. [personal profile] siderea did some money math on their current practices.

One of the complications in trying to do online financial match-making, whether that's Patreon or PayPal or others, is that actually holding money is messy, legally speaking. So creators who have income and support other creators don't get to pay from their income (which is just bookkeeping); each transaction has to start with a credit card and end with a deposit. Or so it sounds.

Back in 1995 when the web was still young, I went to work for a micro-payment research project at CMU, NetBill. The idea was that consumers used a credit card to load some small amount, like $20, into a NetBill wallet, and merchants could sell digital goods for a nickle or a dime or $1/month or however they wanted to structure things. There was a secure protocol with escrow so nobody got screwed, and nobody was paying transaction fees on ten-cent sales. Since this was a university research project it was never set loose in the wild, so nobody ever had to decide what NetBill's fees would be. What made me think back to that now is that I have no idea how the financial regulatory stuff was supposed to work; we were holding money, after all. What I do know is that the project had Visa and a major bank on-board from the start to make sure it would be legal. Now I wonder how they planned to do that. I assume the rules have changed since then anyway, but I now realize that this was a part of the business model that I had no real insight into.

(I joined the project in part because it sounded interesting and in part because it sounded like something that could launch a start-up and that sounded interesting. Instead, two years after I joined, CyberCash licensed the technology and that was the end of that.)

Making small payments was hard then and it hasn't gotten much easier since. If you want to publish through Amazon Kindle or iTunes you can still make some income that way (and of course the platform takes a large cut), but self-publishing for small amounts is still hard. And supporting people without going through the "make a sellable thing on Amazon or iTunes" is even harder.

Edited to add: Some donation-processing systems give donors the option to pay the transaction fees. For example, Jewcer, the site we used to raise funds for "Days of Awe - Mi Yodeya" a couple years ago, was like that, and most donors tacked on the fees. My congregation asks members to kick in the fees when we make credit-card payments and, again, it's optional. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't -- depends on what the payment is for. But the key is that it's optional. If Patreon had offered patrons the choice instead of imposing the change, this might have gone over better -- but they couldn't do that, because they're using this to overcharge for those fees so people who know that won't go along with it.

cellio: (lilac)
Friday night I went to a fellow congregant's home for a monthly shabbat gathering (about which I've written before). I've been to most of these gatherings though it's mostly different people each month so I'm the outlier in that regard. (That's fine; the family-oriented service that would be my other option at my own congregation does not really work for me.) It's really refreshing to have an adult-oriented gathering -- singing, discussion, some personal sharing -- on a regular basis. This time I particularly noticed an emerging sense of community -- most of these people didn't know most of the rest and yet we clicked anyway. I've got to figure out how to bottle this and carry it into Shabbat afternoons.

There is no way that house is really only 1.6 miles from mine. The path is Pittsburgh-flat (nothing is really flat in Pittsburgh, but there were no major hills) and it took me 40 minutes to walk home. I don't mind a 40-minute walk in nice weather (which we actually had), but I was a little surprised.

Last Sunday we went to my niece's graduation (she got a master's degree from the Entertainment Technology Center at CMU). I hadn't realized the class was so large; I somehow had the impression, probably because of all the close collaboration they do, that there were maybe 25 students. I didn't count, but I think close to 100 graduated this year. Wow.

The ceremony was very well-organized. You know it's going to take a certain amount of time for each student to walk across the stage, receive a diploma, and pose for a photo with the folks on the stage (dean etc) -- so the emcee (I didn't retain her actual position) gave a short summary of each student while that was happening -- projects worked on, internships, and (where applicable) where the student would be working. She'd finish that, take three steps to be in the photo, then step back and start announcing the next student. And since all the projects were done by teams, meaning we'd be hearing the same names over and over, she managed to space out the explanations of what they were so that it wasn't tedious but we got clues about what they were rather than just names. Very smooth.

Today I got a notice in my mailbox from the neighborhood association. We have a neighborhood association? Cool! Not all of Squirrel Hill -- six blocks of our street plus some side streets. There is a block party in a few weeks that I will miss unless it rains (I'm free on the rain date), and there is apparently an email list (which I will now join). Even though we've lived here more than a decade I still do not know most of the neighbors, and it would be nice to start to fix that.

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A coworker is currently helping to train a bloodhound for police work. She is not in the law-enforcement business; she happens to run an animal sanctuary when she's not being a software geek, and somehow that apparently led to this. How cool. (Also sounds like a lot of work; she's training with the dog every morning and evening for the next couple weeks.)

Erik's appetite has been much improved this past week. I'm not sure what's different, but I'm glad to see it. We have not started him on prednizone yet; my vet is playing phone-tag with assorted specialists first.

Porridge: what really happened that fateful morning.

A funny cat video (from a locked entry, so identify yourself if you like but I won't).

This bunny hero made me smile (link from [livejournal.com profile] paquerette). I had a house rabbit for a few months a long time ago (before the cats). He was a rescue, and I'd read that rabbits were smart enough to be trained to use a litter box. I failed at that and wasn't interested in keeping him in a cage his entire life, so he went off to live with other house-trained rabbits on the theory that there's power in crowds.

From Language Log: be careful your translation says what you think it does.

Hey, CMU alum from approximately my generation, and others who enjoy quirky folk music: Michael Spiro has made much of his music available for free download. (I'm going to buy one of the CDs anyway, because he asked nicely and I believe in supporting independent musicians. I have the other on vinyl, so I probably won't buy the CD.) I particularly commend to you "The Folkie" and "Killing Me Softly With Kung-Fu". I would also point you at "Music, Sex, and Cookies", except the file appears to be corrupted. :-(
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Hey, CMU's new robotic receptionist (complete with personality) has made national news. It (she?) sounds like a neat project. I like that they are giving the robot a personality of sorts; an article in the local paper talked about her recent date with a vacuum cleaner, for example.

Friday night after services three different people who had been at the board meeting asked if I'm a lawyer. :-) One commented that another board member and I had been really going at it over that bit of wording; I explained that we are both CS types. (That board member and I were both at Transarc/IBM at the same time, as it turns out, though we did not work together on the same project.) Now I didn't perceive any actual hostility in that exchange; I think he understands this type of arguing. But I wonder if others, besides the person who talked to me, got an incorrect impression.

Saturday morning I read torah (and did the associated stuff, leading part of the service and giving a short talk). Afterwards I received the by-now-usual praise from various people. I think I have convinced one of them that I have no special background and he can do this too if he wants to; he said he would think about it and let me know next week if I can assign him a week.

Several people, over the last couple of years, have told me that I inspire them, either with learning or with participation. I find this flattering, but I'd rather they show me, not tell me. Is there some way I can move from "making people feel good" to "actually inspiring people to do"?

I didn't read the entire aliya this week (which is acceptable under our current practice), because I didn't have enough time to learn the whole thing. (I stepped in to fill a gap in the schedule.) I had promised myself that next time I would read the entire aliya; parts are assigned through mid-April, so this is not a problem. Heh. In looking at the schedule, it looks like I'm reading Tazria-Metzora. I guess I'm being punished for taking the easy path this time by getting the leprosy portion next time. :-)

My copy of Trope Trainer (software) came on Friday. I haven't installed it yet, but I'm going to fire it up soon. Looks like a good package, recommended by my rabbi, and I caught a sale.

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I just got a phone message, at work, from a researcher in Belgium who had questions about NetBill, a project I worked on at CMU in the mid-90s. Nifty.

I wsa just one of the staff flunkies (not the principal investigator), so after I answered his questions as best I could and redirected him to the PI, I asked how he'd found me. (The NetBill web site has since gone down.) He described a sequence of links that started with an article in the Guardian (UK), then passed through a French newspaper, then led to a company that's no longer there (Digicash), then led to (I think?) a cached copy of the NetBill web site, which had a list of project members, and from there he found my personal web page, which links to my current company. (I'm trying to remember if I was first alphabetically among the project team. That might explain why me and not the PI. Um, no, there was a "B".) Given all that I'm not sure why he called instead of sending email; shrug.

I learned something in the process of trying to return this call: my cell phone isn't "authorized" for calls to Europe. (Well, technically, all I know is that I can't call Belgium. I'm generalizing, perhaps appropriately.) Huh? Not that I've bumped into this in the year I've had it, but still... I don't remember turning on any kind of filtering, and when you buy a phone you expect to be able to make arbitrary calls with it, yes?

(I didn't want to use my employer's phone without figuring out how to pay for the call, so I tried the cell first. When that failed I asked how to compute the rate, which turned out to be much lower than I'd thought it would be. I thought overseas calls would be something like 50 cents or a dollar a minute, not 15 cents.)

sad news

Sep. 17th, 2002 01:28 pm
cellio: (moon)
For those of you who were around CMU in the early 80s (or those in fandom):

This weekend I learned that Leonard Zubkoff was killed in a helicoptor crash shortly before labor day. There is more information here: http://www.puffin.com/puffin/lnz/Leonard.htm . (Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] figmo for the link.)

Leonard was a wonderful person who always had a kind word for the people he came into contact with. He was a fun person to be around, and he was one of the people I looked up to as an undergrad at CMU. I mostly lost track of him when he left CMU, though I bumped into him occasionally in the filk community. I will miss him. 44 is too young, dammit.
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This weekend I got a phone call from the Tartan, the CMU student newspaper. When I was a student I was news editor and then editor in chief. During that time, among many other things, I wrote some of the earliest articles about CMU's budding plans to team up with IBM to put a computer in every room and on every desk. It was 1982; this was revolutionary.

The person who contacted me is doing a 20-year "retrospective" piece about that, and about what computing was like on campus back then, and how the students felt about all this, and so on. Some of his questions were too detailed for me to really be able to answer 20 years later -- like, yeah, I know that some students were upset (I think the main objection was financial, followed by the corporate-versus-educational role of a university), but I don't really remember how many or how vocal they were any more. But I did find myself thinking about computing at CMU when I was a student.

Here is part of the email I sent him: Read more... )

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