Accidental (???) Juxtaposition

Third constitutional of the week out. Almost enjoyable. Still a bit colding but in its way better than the muggishness that will shortly set in like a too-long house guest. 

Have to motor to Nawth Alibam’s Shining City on the Hill this afternoon. Family drill. Worm Grope. 

But I ran across this cartoon:[Link]

and it evoked some cogitation.

This happens to me not infrequently. More than I like to admit, usually. Klutz is one of my states. I tend to excuse myself that it is the result of excessively tight packing of the store by its proprietors. So they are enablers of the event.

But I also think of myself as a wave function propagating forward in time and the accident as a wave function propagating backwards in time from the far future and when we temporally intersect, BOOM! Accident collapses. This is, of course, the interaction picture that explains so much. I’m just not sure what the state of its testability is right now.

It seems appropriate the discuss this on an ice cream day because it has such intriguing aspects of deistic determinism to it. Not that I think the modal (or amodal) Southron Baptist can even begin to discuss this. More likely they will mentally label it blasphemy, pull out their sundae go-to-services firearm, and blast away at those they consider unrighteous. 

I keep waiting for a sermon to dissolve into Hobbesian conflict. 

Divergence is the Ground State

Off again this morning to the park for constitutional. Air temperature eight degF less than yesterday. Better walking weather. 

Repeated the exercise of yesterday of listening to podcast but within a minute diverted by their discussion of “Convergence”, the new end goal of BIG IT. Megahard and Canonical, primarily.

It’s rubbish.

Smelly, stinky, nauseating rubbish.

The idea of convergence is in essence a race to the bottom. It’s the idea that the phonelet will be the computing – i.e. CPU and main memory – that one uses for all one’s computing needs. One metaphor is that this stays the same as one scales up the visual real estate.

I am not sure how this is supposed to work on the first scale up from phonelet to ‘real’ tablet but the scale up to lap or desk box is to dock the phonelet with the box. 

I admit this is a neat idea. But it’s flawed. Why would anyone cram a multi-processor (say 20-30 cores,0 especially one of the upcoming 3-D CPUs with special cooling into a phonelet. They’d be as thick as my first cellular, one of those Motorola Flip-Phones. Nice phone for the day but it was also a defense against muggers and terrorists.

And what about RAM? Most phonelets these days have 1-3 Gb of RAM. I want a minimum of 16 Gb and preferably 32 Gb in my desk box.

And how do we handle video? I want my lap box to be HD minimum and my desk box to be 4K minimum. How does a phonelet drive that or interface between its video driver and box’s?

By now I hope you perceive the ridiculousness of this. What I do on a phonelet – audio telephone calls and texts primarily with some eMail when I don’t have to pay for the data connection – isn’t what I do on a desk box. And that is the Achilles heel of Convergence.

If you do the same things on a desk box that you do on your phonelet, then convergence makes sense. Maybe. But if you do real work on a desk or lap box, Convergence is a Red Herring, a rat hole, a criminal diversion.

So please stop treating me like a schmucklet and drop this Convergence chatter. It’s annoying and diverts me from being constructive. Which you aren’t.

Which is why I am downusing MegaHard (zeroed except for support to Scientific Word) and Canonical (abandonment of ALL the ‘buntus.)

Freedom. Creativity. Happiness.

Human Failure

Fifth Day. Too busy a week. Hammering. But I did get to walk in park again this morning. So some repair of the damage.

Noticed an article [Link] entitled “Can We Grasp Reality?” I suspected it would be about how reality is rather complicated and complex (emergent behaviors) and it is unclear how much further humans can go in understanding reality.

What it was actually about was our delusions and misreadings of our senses. And how those very senses are inadequate to the task.

It isn’t at all clear that a greater part of the problem is that we lie to ourselves. And have other negative behaviors such as not being able to learn new things or not be deluded by old things and thoughts. 

A substantial fraction of the population is uninterested in either thinking or paying attention to reality. They think what they are living is reality, which it is in a social sense but not in a sense of actuality.

Never mind destroying progress, can extinction be far away?

Other Thoughts

It occurred to me yesterday, and developed mentally overnight, that one of the main difficulties of communication between nerds and others – bogs and some geeks – is their view of information and knowledge.

Simply put, most of humanity expects “the right answer” to any question. Science nerds know that they can do no better than “less wrong.”

Our understanding of reality is that it is infinitely unknowable. So we will always be looking for a “less wrong” understanding of it. Bogs, and some geeks, think of reality as simple and largely unchanging.

This causes all sorts of problems: Schule teachers have an expectation of a right answer. Telling them you have a less wrong answer will result in a lowered grade and probably punishment. The legal system is worse. They have adopted the religionist idea of “truth” without its defining aspect of divine revelation. Hence any statement of “the less wrong” results in an accusation of perjury and further punishment. Elected politicians are similar but usually worse.

In the glory days of science – Whewellian era – science could be right. Reality was an absolute that only had to be mapped. Scientists became admired and respected. Some of that still carries over but the bogs now spurn science as unlearn-able by “normal” people.

And the fundamental problem is that those bogs, by demanding a simple, absolute answer are the most wrong of all. And that likely spells the doom of us all.

Motor Democracy

Just had a medicalist appointment compromised. Had to motor from Greater Metropolitan Arab to Guntersville. Got halfway there and encountered a rather nasty motorcar wrecking. Traffic blocked in all four lanes.

Tried to reverse a bit and go through Union Grove. Same. So I rescheduled and retraced my steps to return to Castellum SCP.

In process I observed the reactions of the motorists. Some were rubberneckers. Others were gotta-be-there-or-be-dead. Occurred that traffic – the collection and movement of cars is a democracy. One has to have certrain qualifications to be a citizen – motorcar, license, …. – but the whims of who gets to go where they want and not is rather democratic; dependent on all the other drivers and their motorcars.

In that some context, some are quite happy to be good citizens, and some chafe under the lack of preference and try to bully their way through. 

Rescheduled for next week.