Monday has dawned, possibly broken in the vernacular. And the traditional media has to strive vainfully to present content of a Monday calibre for their feeds. Happily, it being Monday, their efforts are abysmal failures and there is substance.
I start off by being reminded that the expected period of existence left to humanity is a mere 5.1 KY. [Link] This is an ambiguous number, in several aspects. One such is that it has meaning only in a statistic sense, neglecting any new perturbations. Another aspect of ambiguity is that it so far exceeds the life expectancy of any of us currently alive as to dim into insignificance. But by the same token it has impact on the goals of biological researchers and the technomystics like Kurzweil. Regardless, there is an aroma of failure emanating from all of these ambiguities, perhaps from all possible ones?
Then, courtesy of the Yankee government’s department of agriculture I observe that one of the fixes to global climate change is weeds. [Link] This is a satisfying report in that I have always hated the actual activity of grass mowing – only the opportunity to do maths during makes it even partly palatable and endurable. But then I contemplate the wonders of bureaucracy. First there is the matter of credibility of both the Yankee government in general and the agriculture apparat in particular. But second, and most appalling, is the fact that Greater Metropolitan Arab, like most urbs and wanna-be-urbs in the Yankke republic, has a law requiring that lawns be mowed. So can we count on the Yankke congress to enact legislation that allowing weeds to grow and not be mowed is in the best interest of the nation, thus negating all these rules of petty despotisms? I suspect nay. Indeed, one might expect that led by the modern equivalent of plantation owners, namely those with manicured lawns who patronize country clubs, the old Confederacy may arise over the matter of states’ rights in mandating the demise of the planet by grass cutting. Quid Romae faciem? Mentiri nescio.
But then I am enlivened by a tale of an engineer who reproduces pre-Cokumbian death flutes. [Link] The question that naturally arises is whether they can be directed against bureaucrats? History, at least as presented by Eropean conquerors leads us to expect not. Although their persecution of the practice offers some hope for the opposite.
And then in reading of how California’s hands-free cellular phoning while driving law has spawned all manner of headset retailing, [Link] I am reminded of just how useless this law is. It is not per se the manipulation of the instrument that matters, but ratherthe distracted attention. So in this regard the bureaucracy of California, in the form of its legislature, has provided us with a double, perhaps a triple, failure. They have not onlt visited a new commercial burden upon their citizenry, but have failed to protect them. Indeed, they may have added to their risk.
But we can end on a positive note by bragging on the Yankee government. The brag is that the anniversary of the day the founding fathers got their courage together, acted like mensch, and presented the Declaration of Independence to the citizenry is still observed on the date and not on the nearest Monday as has become the meaningless and degrading custom of most other holidays.