Three degrees. That’s what kept me from walking in the park this morning. Three degF. Sometimes I think I am entirely too much of a rule follower, especially with respect to my cardiologist.
On which note, I recently ran across an article [Link] entitled “When Friends Tell Friends to Use Linux”, which we may primarily translate as when we try to tell Winders users to get freedom. I have learned not to have the discussion with Apple users because its a waste of time. And frustrating. I have also learned not to expect anything from the Winders users except rejection, whining, and abject terror. At least 0.9 of the instances. So Sturgeon’s Rule applies.
I read an article a few weeks ago – don’t have the citation – written by an European who lamented how Amerikans were cognitively lazy when it came to computers. Again, I think Sturgeon’s Rule applies, as does Bose-Einstein condensation. Something like 0.1 of Amerikans use Linux and/or putter with Raspberry Pi or Ardunio or even real electronics and/or make stuff and/or ….. and 0.9 are MegaHard serfs or Apple mind slaves. And they tend to clump together. So the serfs and slaves are out-group of the Linux/rPi/Ardunio/Maker/… folks and visa versa.
Some of it is corporation servitude. They use Winders or Apple OS at work and have to cling to it at home. And the ones who do stuff: want to write Python code; or play with rPi; work ten times as hard to do so with Winders or Apple OS. One of my colleagues, otherwise a quite rational and striving nerd, spoke at great length about how hard and long he had to work to get where he he write Python code on his Winders box. From experience I didn’t tell the short tale of open Synaptic and install Python (if not already) and an editor and go at it. Five minutes with coffee in the loop. His fox hunt took days and lots a baying and fence jumping.
Some of the obstacle is learning. For some reason bogs quit learning sometime between puberty and children. And the ones who do still learn don’t learn useful stuff, creative stuff. Just social stuff. Mostly. And for the geeks and nerds, new and mildly complicated are orthogonal in this respect. When I try to tell serfs (or slaves) how to install a Linux distro it’s no more complicated than a recipe for Sunday dinner but they look at the list, all of it alien to the modal Winders/Apple OS users, and bolt for the coffle closet.
So I have pretty well quit trying. In a way its like explaining physics. It’s about as simple and fundamental and basic as you can get but almost everyone, including other discipline nerds, think it too complicated and HARD and act like they’ve seen the attack rabbit. Even if I’ve offered them the holy nuclear hand grenade. So I let them be bumpkins. It’s an old Southron tradition and it took me a while to accommodate it. Still haven’t completely but I’m working at it.
Which is more than most are doing.
Incidentally, that accommodation is also orthogonal to most christianists. For them I have found that a spray bottle of skunk essence is an effective antidote.
A lovely morning. Finally high enough temperature for me to go awalking in the park. And thereby an opportunity for outdoor thought, which, at least in the old Confederacy, is different from indoor thought, which we have altogether TOO much of these days.
I had occasion to consider all the grrr brrrr about Winders XP end-of-support. I chose that metaphor instead of end-of-service because one can still get good service out of WXP. Well, more than out of WV/W7/Wate.
All you have to do is unplug the wireless adapter and the CAT5 cable. Yes, disconnect from the network. If you do that the only way malware can get to your box is via physical media and the only way it can get out is via physical media. So in effect, you can use WXP in this mode with better security than ever before.
Being disconnected from MegaHard doesn’t hurt, of course.
You probably want to make a mirror image backup of the hard drive.
And you’ll still need a way to talk to the internet. Do that using a box running Linux or Chrome or even Android. And move stuff from one to the other using physical media. And yes, this is very DOSish, but we didn’t have much worry in those days about security.
And you can keep using your WXP clients to be productive, much more productive than before, and laugh at MegaHard for their colossal rectal painatude and vertical copulations.
The peopling of the Americas has always been a fractal of mysteries. A great part of the mystery is embedded in current societies. As a nerd, I find the objections of descendants of earleir emigrants to science to be obstructionist and mystically petty. Hence I was surprised and pleased with the “news” of DNA sequencing of a human of Clovis culture.
The results are, as often are, emotionally charged and mixed. Yes, current Amerindians are descendants of the Clovis people, but the Clovis people are themselves related to humans who dwelt in central europe. So yes, the remains are an ancestor but current Amerindians are also the same humanity as the hater “white” man.
I have to admit that I am continually puzzled by all this “race” grrr brrr. As a child growing up I was exposed to the whole spectrum of old confederacy prejudice towards those who are not (adequately) “white”. I vividly recall the paired drinking fountains in the Woolworth’s downtown and the striking differences in the school environments. But I also recall noting that (a) the whole idea of difference was specious and just plain garbage, and (b) that if I wasn’t careful to hide that attitude I would be injured or killed by those who did not perceive as I did.
When I got to college I was pleased to learn that the whole concept of “race” is absent any substantive scientific validity, but this did not improve my understanding of the concept, especially as it changed from being righteous to sinful. I use that terminology carefully because the whole “race” rhetoric seemed to have some religionist context; it could only be used in a pronouncitive, derogatory fashion, immenable to discussion or analysis. “Race” was bad, never mind that we don’t know what it is or that it is specious, I have decided you are “racist” and therefore BAD.
I realize this is not unusual among bogs. They consistently do things based on an absence or actual contradiction of data. It is, sadly, in the nature of bogs to do so. I see no way to alter that situation short of extinguishing all bogs and since that means extinguishing the species, not an action to be entertained. And sadly, it seems that such attitudes are also anti-science and themselves apparently contributing to the extinction of the species. So not only is the concept of “race” outside of comprehension, it is also detrimental. Simply put, whether righteous or sinful, “race” as a meme has a negative effect on humans.
Not a bad morning so far. A bit nippish but nowhere as heat deprived as the middle and aft end of the week, Or at least that’s what the weather beavers foretell and I suspect they are being optimist and misleading. The gym was pleasantly sparse although the podcast was a bit dull.
So I was in a very good situation to consider an article [Link] sent me by a colleague, Magnetic Inductance Force, about how natural scientists are more intelligent than social scientists. I am not sure of this, personally. It seems to me rather like comparing one type of fruit with another. Are biologists less intelligent than physicists because they can’t do maths as well? Are biologists more intelligent than economists because what maths they can do they get right? I am not sure.
From what I have seen, intelligence quantification is somewhat arbitrary and subjective. Not to mention that intelligence itself is poorly posed and worse defined. It seems rather like measuring the mass of a proton with a postal balance.
Having worked with other STEMs, and I think I can, on an individual basis, extend the appellation to include social scientists, I know that their smarts – I shan’t call it intelligence – is different from that of natural scientists. In facts, mathematicians are different from physicists from chemists…….. So there.
But I am still not convinced that bogs are actually intelligent. Or even sentient.
Another middling night, above the phase change temperature, and hence this morning to ablutions and the bicycle. Now back to the internet.
I am not sure there is much left. In its original form, the internet was supposed to be a means of communication and data exchange among creative STEMs. That, of course, is a minor positive in that there are other ways of doing the same. Admittedly there is a convenience to email and file transfers that makes that minor positive rock solid.
Sadly however, the internet has been corrupted with so many unSTEM, uncreative people that it is almost impossible to move STEM data about any more, so that minor positive has been largely eroded by kitsch and gibble. I suppose that if one evicted all those parasites then the utility of the internet could be restored but I suspect that is an idealistic pipe dream that sublimates in the fierce glare of actuality and irreversible social thermodynamics.
In that illumination, it is clear that the internet lacks any real value. Sadly, it will not dissolve away but continue as the money leech of capitalist oligarchs and those who would destroy the species for a profit, the kind of people Stalin talked about who sold rope. And in this context the efforts of FOSS and EFF and such like are nothing more than speed bumps on the road to extinction. But it is notable that lemmings to not discorporate in place but run great distances before plunging.
A moderate night. Below the phase change temperature but barely. And I did my tim on the stationary bicycle so I can now proceed with the day.
The road to “civilization” began with the desire for more gear (goods) and has evolved to the search for entertainment (diversion.) Somehow it seems rather a let down, but that is what the majority of humanity does, spend the bulk of its time being divorced from life.
And that, in large part is what the internet has come to be. It started with sharing “funny” things, like labeled cat photographs and has developed where there are serious political debates over whether preference should be given to the transport of entertainment files over the internet. So much for DARPA’s dream. Not that DARPA is very good at either dreaming or taking action on their dreams. They are more in the nature of the mathematician in the burning hotel room.
But the question is whether the entertainment on the internet, which apparently is at least half of it, has value? Is there value in diverting those who lack any form of creativity or will power from creating mischief? Perhaps. Is there value in preventing those who have creativity but inadequate will power from exercising their creativity? Only negative. Is it possible for entertainment to itself have value? Probably not, at least based on observation and history.
So we have a situation where entertainment on the internet has a value somewhere between zero and assuredly negative. In other words, maths words, non-positive.
This is beginning to get discouraging. Is my lantern too dim? Or are there really no honest men?
Not a very fun night. Got moderately unwarm. The weather beavers once more overestimated the minimum temperature. They have a long way to go in rebuilding trust. A VERY long way. And apparently no effort in that direction.
The brrrrrrrrrrrrr gave me occasion to contemplate the value of the internet some more. From its beginning – once it got out of the direct control of the Yankee government – it has engaged in commerce. In fact, even accessing it is a matter of commerce. So the question must be addressed: is internet commerce beneficial?
Note that this is not an efficiency question, nor it is a cost question. Efficiency in the marketplace has always been a question relevant to suppliers not demanders. Customers are never efficient, only gullible. And any savings enjoyed – apparently – by customers is irrelevant since only profit is a meaningful metric.
On this basis it is very hard to make a telling argument that internet commerce has social value. There were marketplace transport arcs and market nodes prior to the internet. If the internet were to go away these or equivalent arcs and nodes would reappear. So the transport aspects of the internet are not relevant to the question.
Except, from the standpoint of centralization. In much the same way as MalWart, excessive centralization is a negative. It depletes communities of their survivability by destroying their local economies and it makes them fragile when disaster occurs by removing local concentrations of goods and services. So in this sense, the internet is an overall negative. At least from a commerce standpoint.
We do have to consider whether the diversity of goods offered on the internet is a good. This is a bit denser. Unless the thing offered is a survival thing, the diversity is irrelevant. And we have to argue that if that survival thing had not been available in the local marketplace pre-internet, then those who needed it would have found a conventional source or lived elsewhere. But since it is now available on the internet, it adds to the increased fragility of the local environment and hence is actually a negative.
In summary, the internet of goods is a negative value. So our search has to proceed.
Fair to middling night. I didn’t have to get up to inspect faucets. That part was blissful. But the bed aches also returned. I am now entertaining the conjecture that when you are ORF if one thing doesn’t get you, something else will.
On which azimuth, I ran across this cartoon: [Link]
one in a trajectory or sequence on the matter of science fair projects (and bogs.) Still, even with the boggish flavor of waiting until the last moment and doing something utterly wrongly and poorly conceived, it does illustrate a couple of the problems with research.
I should comment, before proceeding, that half of all the compromised projects are compromised by poor statistical conception. I don’t expect children to understand the niceties of statistics but the fact seems to be that their parents are even worse than they are. Apparently this is a by-blow of the denial of algebra.
Having gotten that over, part of the problem is that the test subjects, whether animal or particulate, are perverse and uncooperative. I know from experience that physicists tend to anthropomorphize whatever particle or phenomena they are working with, probably because of that perversity. Theorists have it rather worse since the perversion is within themselves. And when the frustration creeps out, it can be embarrass. FD SCP is often amused at my conversations with simple machines – jar lids, for example – and commonplace objects. She claims that the only object I don’t converse at is the electric toothbrush, and that only for reasons of droolage.
I have long held that there is nothing wrong with these monologues, that, if anything, they are the simplest form of intelligent conversation. Although I do find I agree with myself somewhat less often than my colleagues agree with me. This is hardly surprising. After all, unlike extro bogs, those head conversations are frequent and often on ambiguous matters. But for all the irritation and annoyance, it is still better than their emotional depravity.