Rubber Hammer

Thor’s day. Survived another pilgrimage to Nawth Alibam’s Shining City on the Hill. Not unsatisfying. Maybe. Even the sampling of motorcar maniacs was low. But nagging rain. Probably should call it Katrina. 

The podcast this morning was a new one, a BBC history periodical podcast. As with most British podcasts it was of good quality dspite the primary interviewee having rather much of a stutter. So much for English Institutional Medical treatment. The topics were the logistics of the Crusades and the social dynamics of English emancipation of slaves. Both passable and well above the quality and engagement that is the mode in Amerikan podcasts. And no prideful grammar goring!

I found the two topics rather congruent especially given the attitude of the middle ages that everyone is a slave. Talk of emancipation would get you discorporated then. Or worse. Look at what the church of Rome did to Bruno and that was during the Renaissance.

Of course I missed any Linux chatter but a bit of difference can be enriching. No pleasure without unhappiness for contrast?

Selah. Enough blather. Dragons to be rescued, damsels to be dispatched. Or some such.

Fat Monday

Mundane day again. Fall portends, evidently. If one can consider high ’80’s degF Fallish. Gym was sparse this morning. Very few educationalists and weight bouncers. Not sure why.

The podcast episode, one of the CBC’s “Best of Ideas” had to do with the North American overeating epidemic. Blame for this one went to overzealous Capitalism and the campaign against fat. Seems all the fat in foods was replaced with sugar. Which just moves the fat into the body.

One of the bits that caught my attention was a claim that of all the household chores, cooking is the most pleasing. From the context of the housekeeper, that is. I devoted some cognitive cycles to this and have a conjecture. Most household chores (all?) produce no product. It’s rather like grass mowing, which I have previously discussed. You work hard at something and have nothing to show for it and hence no satisfaction. Cooking produces a product, at least if you do it right, which sets it apart from the other chores that do away with product, at least in the main.

What didn’t get mentioned was that the processed, packaged foodstuff debacle is also responsible for the demise of marriage. If one entertains Wrangham’s thesis that marriage is primarily about cooking to entice the man to stay around to raise the children then when he is no longer dependent on she for cooking, and in many cases she can’t cook, then there is no reason to stay in the marriage. Hence 0.5 of all childholds is singleton in parent. 

I also ran across an article [Link] that argues that the internet makes us think we are smarter than we actually are. I could not resist sharing a quote:

“We show that searching the internet for explanatory knowledge creates an illusion whereby people mistake access to information for their own personal understanding of the information. Evidence from nine experiments shows that searching for information online leads to an increase in self-assessed knowledge as people mistakenly think they have more knowledge ‘in the head’.”

I sometimes think my problem is that I think (know?) what is on the web page is inaccurate and what is in my head is more accurate.

The internet, to me, is access to misinformation.

So is this blog. Be Mundane!


The old saying is that travel is broadening. [Link]

I think they were thinking of Chaucer and Marco Polo when they made up that saying.

I had to travel a lot as part of my employment. Aside from military installations, about all I learned was that all hotels are noisy and uncomfortable, motels the square of that; and travel food is bad and expensive. The best place to eat on travel is a sports bar. No ethanol beyond a single brew but the food is freshly cooked and no more health destroying than fast food places, which are better than sit down restaurants because of the order-of-magnitude difference in price for the same food. 

Military installations are uncomfortable, civilians are discriminated against ala 1950’s racism, and food is either terrible or non-existent. 

It never pays to be nice to anyone while traveling except people working at airports. If you never go back you don’t have to tip. Always carry all of your valuable with you. Sleep with them. That includes drugs. I have had tylenol stolen. 

Never get a rental car in a big city. Always carry a camera – people who live in big cities avoid tourists with cameras. Unless they talk a lot and then they get mugged. 

Unless you can see grass out of your window do not get out of the hotel after dark. Always carry a air can boat horn in you bag. The homeland gestapo will seize your pepper spray but not your horn.  

Arrive and leave early. Most bogs are night people. That’s where zombie stories come from.

If you want to be absolutely safe, travel with small children. 

Accept no dinner invitations. 

Neither do they….

Tuesday I was listening to a podcast where an educationalist was being interviewed. This eductionalist announced during the interview that “computers generate information.”

I have to admit to almost falling off my exercise machine and saying several words, happily not in what passes for English in Alibam, that are best unused in public places. Let us make do with one of the educationalist’s parents being a woman of pleasure suffering from the tertiary stage of a venereal disease and the other parent unknown. One of the hallmarks of this disease is that any fetus carried to term under these conditions is mentally compromised.

Simply put, computers do not generate (or make, for those who are short on definitions) information. Computers process information. Sadly this delusion is common among those who think themselves knowledgeable but are not. All this episode did was confirm too many educationalists are members of that set.

A common argument offered by these people is that of a computer comparing two data sets and identifying correlations (or other linkages,) as “generation”. Sorry, ferds, that associative information already existed; all the computer did was find it for you. That makes it a labor saving device, not an intelligent one. Nor creative. 

Next they’ll be having ritual sacrifices of virgins in the schules to the great god digital?

Do Bogs have Value?

Two day. No Guardian Science podcast episode. Had to listen to SCIENCE podcast instead. Oh, how the formerly excellent has sagged, all the way down to abysmal. No substance and scant facade. But the bits from NPR were passable if unmemorable.

For some reason I ended up thinking on the nature of bogs. In particular why they have such strange attitudes towards knowledge and life. Why do they settle for being almost totally ignorant of almost everything? And why is it that what they do know something of, that something is incomplete and gaping? One almost has to question whether they have sentience, much less intelligence.

I find this often in dealing with my bog relatives and acquaintances. My bog friends actually have at least a tinge of geek to them which may be why they are bearable. Some of the time.

But I am constantly amazed not only at how little bogs know and how uncaring they are of their ignorance, but they are actually violently upset when that ignorance is exposed. Do they exist in a perpetual state of insecurity over knowledge? Or are they just slime mold when it comes to knowing, except when their feeding and rutting is interrupted?

In fact, the only good thing I could come up with about bogs is their willingness to do things that are necessary but so uninteresting as to be nauseatingly distasteful. Like running businesses.

Anyway. the search for bog value continues.