Rot and Rubbish

Once again to the back edge of week out and happily the weather beavers are in retreat. As I write my back porch is a comfortable 3 degF above the liquid -> solid dihydrogen oxide temperature, and I do not have to dread robing and venturing out to distribute seed for the dinosaur descendants and the tree mammals. So I may approach the task of tab pruning with a more positive attitude than hunkering down in my chair shivering from reduced heat content.

Speaking of content, I ran across an article [Link] on modeling the other day with an appealing statement:

“Current engineering practices create computer models that are numerical in nature to explore different design concepts and evaluate their performance. However, a more natural way to model a system is to use mathematics.”

As one who started his career in the pablum-hood of computational physics I rather made my place by advancing, and practicing, the idea that we do not bash the maths as much as possible and then go to the computer, which was the practice in the physics community in those days, but we bash it to a point where the transition to the computer is optimized to produce useful result.

Nowadays, the pendulum is on the other side of the pivot point. Modern practitioners labor under the perverse delusion that the simulation is the model, and do essentially no maths. Indeed, most of the younger ones are effectively acalculate – maths illiterate – beyond the most trivial of numerical methods, effectively the things in the first section of each chapter of my first undergraduate numerical maths text. And it had an odor even then.

No, I am not being a luddite and advocating a return to the days of electric (as opposed to electronic) calculators or slide rules and hand plotting, but I am bemoaning that too much of what is done today in the way of modeling for simulation is rubbish and rot. Actually, the article is not saying this either. Evidently even real maths folks, the few surviving, do not envision abandoning the digital computer. Rather, what is advanced is the idea of returning to the practice of enlightened tool use, of doing the right amount of maths before one starts to write code.

I doubt it will happen. Moaning and wringing hands does not change society unless it is augmented with some force of change. And enlightened attitude is not such a force.

Speaking of change, I note that my undergraduate alma mater is renovating ten Hoor hall. [Link] This information gave rise to some memory cogitation. Back in my day on the campus of the Black Warrior, ten Hoor was referred to as “tin whore”; it was the first new building I encountered, opening, I believe, in 1967. And, as might be expected from the nickname, it was widely disliked. The building, contrasting with the older styles of stone or brick with wood floors, was cinder block and linoleum. The din was horrendous at class change times. It reeked of public shule apathy. I had several courses in the building, notably anthropology/archaeology and philosophy and had to work hard to overcome the depression of the negative atmosphere. Simply, the building was not comfortable like the old building with exposed pipes under the celilings and squeaky board floors or the stinks and stains of long use. Comer, then the seat of maths, and Lloyd, the seat of chemistry then, and Galilee – physics – were especially comfortable. I hold to this day that this comfort was how I picked majors.

Now the tin whore is old enough to need renewal and the administration has wisely found temporary quarters that are even more horrible. Admirable. If you want a rat to be happy with a bad cage put them in worse for a while.

On the subject of bad cages, I note that Disney has hired the director of the Star Trek remake, an abysmal failure of GUI over grits, to make the next Star Wars movie. [Link] At least we know he cannot make it worse than it already is.

So now that I have been roundly offensive, selah.

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Voluntary (?) Worship

Back to week in and the gym. Thankfully. Perhaps we can get back closer to modal this week. The podcast today was an episode of the CBC’s “Best of Ideas” on Idolatry. Quite refreshing to hear christianists talking about realizing that their organized religion was a form of idolatry. But the problem is that idolatry is a component, if you will, of being human and one has to be careful in controlling idolatry that one does not depart from being human.

On which azimuth, I note that Wikipedia is having problems with maintaining a population of (English milk tongue) editors.[Link]

Ain’t surprised. It’s a human thing. Since we just got past the winter solstice season I can dredge up the homily “you feel a lot better from giving than getting”. But there’s a Catch 22 in that: if you give and the good feeling isn’t there, then the giving decreases. And the wanting to get may increase. Better some of the minor good than none of the major.

It’s the same thing with cheating on income taxes or business expenses or whatever. You act in an honest fashion and instead of getting an ‘attaperson’ you either get nothing or a punishment. Large organizations are particularly bad about either not giving praise or doing it so badly the good is bleached out and particularly good at meting out punishments.

The same goes for volunteering. Volunteers get paid, so why should they keep working? The answer is that they get good feelings. And if the good gets too small, or it becomes too hard to do the work, then the volunteers fade away like haze in the insolation.

I tried to volunteer after I first retired. Tried very hard for about six months to find someone who wanted a volunteer to do something I could feel good about. Failed completely. Since volunteers don’t get paid they have no worth and are often viewed by the organizational membership as a threat or a burden. So I learned from that and moved on.

Bureaucratic Fiction

Stuff happens. I know of few neeks (nerds U geeks) who will be orthogonal to that statement. Asentient bogs? Uncertain. But it is a pale statement, lacking the elegance and complication that its objective deserves. I am fonder of the statement “accidental juxtaposition of ether waves in the void”, a snippet from some antediluvian science fiction story I can no longer cite and am rather amazed that my adolescent brain imprinted upon. I had occasion to dredge it out of brainRAM a couple of days ago and thus was prepared for some of the articles erupting into tabs.

First, a mumbly bit about the television program Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. [Link] I should comment that the original Star Trek was part of my undergraduate experience. Along with Laugh-In, it was one of two programs that my band watched catholically every week during initial showings. We were busy enough not to entertain the time for reruns.

College students, at least undergraduates and occasionally graduate students, form social groups somewhat akin to hunter-gatherer bands. Ours was about ten or twelve in number with some serious fluctuation during the formative freshman year and a bit of slacking as we progressed. By graduate school I had graduated to loner. All of our members, almost, were STEM students but sufficiently diverse and independent that our band was a social not a study organization. This was before the extrovertist group learn of today and each of us had his own curriculum and study style and have, in the large, made well our paths in later life.

The exception was a brilliant chap from Clanton, then remarkable for being a dot on the map and now remarkable only for a water tower and ice cream stands at an interstate exit. He was majoring in something non-STEM, ostensibly pre-law but mostly, like most of us, living for the first time since birth.

Anyway, two of our number, who lived off campus in an apartment, had a television and we walked to their place every week to watch these two programs.

Anyway, I enjoyed the original Star Trek, but not The Next Generation. Knowing this will alienate many, I found the Picard character as inferior to Kirk as I found Stewart’s acting capabilities superior to those of Shatner. The problem was that both Shatner’s and Stewart’s acting skills fit their program’s relative environments and that was core to my dissatisfaction. STOriginal had solutions, TNG did not. That may have been more realistic but ST is supposed to be entertainment and TNG failed in that regard. IMHO, TNG is the great failure of all the ST programs.

Equally alienating, I consider Voyager to be the best, bringing the solution thing to a new height. But why did I like DS9? It also lacks the solution thing and it drips with mysticism and superstition, drools even. Perhaps it is the element of engagement? TNG, to me at least, is a suburban situation-drama, passive until provoked and then reactive only in a genteel, bureaucratic fashion. The others are about evading same. Perhaps that is the key? If you’re really on the frontier you’re ahead of the rule and policy clerks.

Speaking of the bureaucracy of TNG, I also noted an article [Link] about a kerfuffle between BIG city guvment (bureaucracy actually) and consumers. The matter is about taxi cabs and the root of the matter is a ‘smart’ cellular telephone client that aids in connecting taxis and passengers.

I have to admit that this is alien to me. I think I could enumerate the times I rode in a taxi on my upper phalanges. I don’t even think we have any here in Greater Metropolitan Arab. But I have traveled to BIG cities and I acknowledge that the system for connecting taxis and passengers likely predates the Sumerian Noah. And probably is unchanged.

But what is notable is that this piece of software is verboten and evil because it flies in the face of archaic bureaucratic rules regulating both taxis and passengers. With no way of changing same except by applying bayonets to the throats of politicians. Which rather captures my dislike for TNG. Where there are no taxis either.

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Pyrites Rule

Another [Link]

intriguing cartoon.

This is one of the reasons it is hard to be a religionist these days, at least one whose religion advances this rule. Consider the difference between extroverts and introverts. Introverts do not, most of the time, want to interact with other people. And they practice this. DO you see extroverts practicing this? NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Most workers in organizations do not want to be micromanaged. Do you see managers not micromanaging? NOT VERY MUCH!

Most folks are willing to abide almost any human practice so long as it does not hurt others. How many religionists do you see proselyting? ALMOST ALL! How many non-religionists do you see proselyting. ALMOST NONE!

Remember – rules are invented by organizations to better control their members, not to benefit them.

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In Search of Cherry

This is a rare occurrence. It indicates just how dead this week has been. I have no more tabs to ‘hawg’. It’s almost as if the world ended and no one paid any attention.

Yes, there are things in the news, like the new dictator of Egypt – what is it about water monopolies that they cannot abide democracy, and perhaps, only perhaps, this will keep Egypt from sliding into theocracy and the resulting Atomic War 1 – and Larry Haggman discorporated. The latter is saddening; his capabilities were great although I always preferred Tony Nelson to J. R., mostly because the former is the more difficult character to play. U suppose it’s also about Dallas – the program – was just appalling and pathetic but IDOJ was full of such outrageous techbits that the carpet had to be chewed lest one demolish the el;ectro-magnetic audiovisual receiver.

There were a lot of tabs discarded, unworthy of saving in Ubernote and unworthy of much comment, ranging from the size of Thanksgiving gatherings – extrovertist terrorism – through reviews of Winders Ate – uniformly negative in some aspect. The latter sublimated on the recognition that attention was better spent on whether this would be the discorporation of MegaHard. I certainly hope not; unlike many of my Linux bretheren I want MegaHard about to keep the bogs away. Even with the distribution model too many nincompoops – former Winders users with no interest in learning – would rot Linux into appliancehood.

I am also told that the strike efforts against MalWart largely failed. I have to wonder if that’s because the average consumerist has no sympathy for anyone who would work for MalWart or because they view the workers as part of the evil? Either is chilling in its own right. But it is rather entertaining to think of MalWart as the GUM of Amerika.

I can honestly brag that I did not venture forth on Black Friday, nor on Gray Saturday. I regret the latter but not the former. As a rule I do support the idea and actuality of small businesses. The problem is that in Greater Metropolitan Arab, most small businesses are tax dodges and sell nothing that I have either need or want. I do frequent Rooster’s Coffee Barn but it is closed on Saturday and so I could not do the extrovertist, boggish thing of goodness. I did a bit of shopping, mostly finishing up the Solstice gifting thing, but that was entirely on-line. And none of it was from MalWart.

I am happy to note that the season of the chocolate covered (dark, naturlich) cherry has arrived. Ware the Pits! Sadly accompanying it is the season of truly abysmal and nauseating ‘christmas’ movies and progarms on the electro-magentic audiovisual receiver. I have upgraded my playback capabilities and acquired – legally – an increased collection of alternate videos, including all of the tales of the wayback machine. The only good I can find is that as yet no one has made a sickening, saccharine movie about Solstice or Newtonmas. One of the penalties of being a repugnant, contradictory fanaticism is that you have to coat it in mind cancer.

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Different Shores

No, I did not watch the benefit concert last night for the Sandy survivors – essentially everyone in the area. Anyway, a lot fewer than last year’s tornado blitz here in Alibam. But there were Yankees down here rendering aid – too many religionists and too few secularists – but I have not ignored the plea for support and have reciprocated.

Incidentally, the death toll in Alibam was an order of magnitude greater. Some of our folks are still mourning. Some have still not gotten into homes.

Which brings up the part that hurts.

Did those Yankees learn nothing from our experience? To judge from the media, which is admittedly as trustworthy as a crook, the answer seems to be a resounding YES!

Take the gasoline thing. It seems the exact repeat of what we experienced except the Yankee constabulary seems to be using haggis fer brains. Most of what I am getting from the coverage is that Yankees are mind broken in general. Ain’t gonna go into specifics; they’re too blatant to need reiteration, but it pains me to see such strife between the public organizations and the public.

I keep reading articles and blogs about how depraved we are in the old Confederacy but we sure don’t fight among ourselves in disaster like the Yankees seem to be doing.

Could it be that their government and way of life just seems less crappy than ours?

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What’s a Stationary Bicycle?

Realized policy/preference while listening to Ubuntu UK podcast episode at gym:

  • Freedom => Choice;
  • Panes => PC (Deskbox, Lapbox); and
  • Tiles => Handbox (Tablet/Cellular Telephone).

There is a difference between a blatant appliance and a tool and I, for one, resent – in term of needing lots of stool softener – the corporations trying to tell me different. Hard as it is to remember, organizations are supposed to exist for the benefit of humans and not just for the organization itself.

No Joy in Computerville

End of the week and time once more to slaughter the unblotted tabs. I spent much of the yesterday upgrading my middle sized lapbox from Ubuntu 11.04 to 12.04. This was NOT a labor of love. If anything it was a labor of fear and loathing. The motivation was that the repositories for the old version I was running had dried up and the OS itself had begun to get somewhat flaky, about like Winders fresh out of the box. As with Winders, you have to do the upgrade sequentially, and I had upgrade disks of 11.10 and 12.04. The game plan, given the great negative love beheld for Unity, was to swap over to Kubuntu between 11.10 and 12.04.

The upgrade from 11.04 to 11.10 went smoothly. Of course I declined simultaneous internet upgrades of the upgrade; that is, by experience, a recipe for catastrophe and data destruction given the wobbles of Oneonta Telephone Company’s DSL service. But that satisfaction proved to be false when I tried to do the upgrade to 12.04. The OS steadfastly refused to acknowledge either the Ubuntu or Kubuntu 12.04 upgrade disks. As a result I had to do an over the internet upgrade. This is a highly dangerous undertaking here in Greater Metropolitan Arab, likely throughout the hinterland of Amerika. Instead of a two hour upgrade duration off of disk, the upgrade took almost eight hours. About half of that was due to the period being a Saturday evening when the DSL groans and turns into a New Mexico stream in the dry season. The DSL, incidentally, never has a rainy season so the analogy is not very good.

Amazingly, the upgrade worked, at least so far. And somehow the install actually included the pseudo-Gnome 2 Fallback. Evidently there has been enough bitching and bomb threating to Canonical that they have added in this poorly publicized feature. Anyway, all my previous U 12.04 installs have had to have Fallback added separately. At any rate, Fallback was sufficient to let me get in and install two instances of KDE. The twocet was prompted by the release yesterday (or so) of a new version of KDE. Yes, I have written off Unity as an albatross around the neck of the community. I have been using both XFCE (Xubuntu) and KDE (added to Ubuntu) for some time. Both are good, perhaps 0.9 of Gnome 2 when it was given a bullet at the base of the brain, and actually better than the MATE fork that somehow doesn’t seem to work at all well on Ubuntu. Of the two I slightly prefer KDE although I find its design philosophy Byzantine compared to that of XFCE.

But I am not willing yet to give up Nautilus. Dolphin is a mediocre file manager in my hands that seems gust a little mis-sized. But that is my biggest complaint and easily remedied.

Anyway, that brings us to the tabs of the day in a rather rambling way. I note [Link] that MegaHard has had to drop Metro from Winders Ate. No, not the tile gui, just the name. Seems that some dinky corporation in the Reich has ownership of the name (another instance of corporations owning things that shouldn’t be owned – the modern form of slavery) and has laid a curse of cease-and-desist on MegaHard. That in itself is mildly satisfying to see the master of corporate evil out-eviled. But sadly the tile gui, regardless of name remains. We might as well call it Unity for Winders since that is essentially what it is although I am sure Canonical would defecate their brain if that was said. (Not at all a bad occurrence? After all, there is lots of evidence that Canonical isn’t using its brain.) A fragmentum sterci is still what it is regardless of whether it is called Unity or Metro or even tile gui.

I have great sympathy for all those who will have to use a-name-other-than-Metro-but-is-still-the-same-crap on their computers. It does make one wonder how ineffecient and unproductive things have to become before an organization abandons MegaHard and embrace a useful and functional OS. And unlike Winders, Linux is easily configurable with a functional gui.

One of my colleagues, Magnetic Inductance Force, remarked positively on my criticism of Canonical and Unity but offered up that there is one semi-constructive use for Unity. If the grandchildren (we are ORFs, after all) visit and want to use computer, you lock them into Unity and it minimizes the damage they can do to your box. That’s at best a left handed, backwards compliment but it’s the best Unity is going to get around here.

The other negative compliment is that the a-utility of the not-Metro tile gui has prompted the manufacturer of some popular games to port their products to Linux. [Link] The nasty is that they have discovered the games actually run faster on Linux than on Winders.

Given my experience with Linux and watching FD SCP continue to use Winders, I cannot say this is a surprise. On almost everything Linux is faster and better than Winders. There are some Winders clients, all third party, that are better than what Linux offers, mostly because the Linux clients haven’t had the degree of development. These are few, maybe three and ALL nerd programs.

I also cannot say that I am completely thrilled by this news. Gamers are not bad people, but they are a long way from good, and I am not at all sure I want the Linux community infused with them. Hopefully there will be special distributions just for gaming and they will wander off into some distant branch of the the storm drain system where we Linux users and our giant ants dwell.

I had been worrying over my big Linux lapbox, an old Dell Inspiron 8600 with 1920×1200 resolution screen. The screen started to decompose and I was fearful of having to invest in a new box of markedly lower resolution since the lapbox manufacturers won’t put that fine a screen in any more. But the Greater Metropolitan Arab box bashers have assured me a Joshua ben Joseph is feasible and I will shortly have to do a similar upgrade on that box. Truly a bitter sweet moment.

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