WTF? NFI

Consciousness not mysterious enough for you? Well, NASA’s got 600 other puzzles for you to chew on.

Here.

Sam Harris: Consciousness Is Puzzling

In his latest blog post, Sam Harris comments on the mystery of consciousness, and vaguely stakes out a position. One thing he does make quite clear is that he cannot accept what his friend Daniel Dennett seems to be saying, which is that consciousness is just some sort of illusion. In this he’s in good company, because neither can John Searle, David Chalmers, Bill Vallicella, or just about anybody else, including me. The very assertion seems to contradict itself, and even after having read a great deal of Dennett over the years I can’t get my head round what he’s trying to put across in this regard. I fully understand, and agree with, what Dennett says about our being fooled into thinking our conscious experience is far more continuous and plenary than it really is, but there remains the undeniable fact that we have conscious, subjective experiences, and I quite agree with Sam Harris that “Consciousness is the one thing in this universe that cannot be an illusion.” I think Harris oversimplifies when he says “either the lights are on or they are not” — I would say that the truth involves something like a dimmer switch — but yes, at bottom there is a binary fact of the matter: an organism has some sort of subjective experience or it doesn’t.

The rest of the post is just a throwing-up of hands. After pausing to remark on the current disfavor of “mind-first’ ontologies fashionable in the mid-20th century in favor of reductionist materialism (with his apparent approval), he goes on to say that the currently prevailing view — that consciousness emerges from the activities of certainly types of matter, suitably configured — is “incomprehensible”:

To say that consciousness emerged at some point in the evolution of life doesn’t give us an inkling of how it could emerge from unconscious processes, even in principle.
I believe that this notion of emergence is incomprehensible””rather like a naive conception of the big bang….

[T]he idea that consciousness is identical to (or emerged from) unconscious physical events is, I would argue, impossible to properly conceive””which is to say that we can think we are thinking it, but we are mistaken. We can say the right words, of course””“consciousness emerges from unconscious information processing.’ We can also say “Some squares are as round as circles’ and “2 plus 2 equals 7.’ But are we really thinking these things all the way through? I don’t think so.

Well, I don’t know what it means to Harris to “properly” conceive an idea, but it seems to me that the idea that consciousness emerges somehow from the activity of our brains (a distinction needs to be made here between what our biological brains do and mere “information processing”, I think) is surely conceivable, and not incoherently or incomprehensibly so, despite our ignorance as to how the trick is done. It may be that the answer will elude us forever; to fully understand it may even require intelligence, or ways of modeling the world, quite beyond what our modified ape brains are capable of. But the hypothesis itself is comprehensible enough, and given all the evidence that consciousness is supervenient upon the physical brain — and the fact that the only loci of consciousness that we know to exist are our own supremely complex brains, which came into existence through a gradual process of evolution from inanimate matter — I don’t think it’s about to go away anytime soon.

But I will admit: it’s a poser.

You can read Harris’s post here.

No Mortal Place At All

Here’s a real treat: the great Gary Brooker at the peak of his powers, in this live performance of A Salty Dog from 1977.

I Am Here, And You Are My Sofa

It’s been a long busy day, with no time for writing. I did run across this little item, though, just now: a new approach to sorting out the various authors of the Bible.

As I write, my friend G. Orcalimbo Jones at WOMR is playing Side 2 of Zappa’s One Size Fits All. What an incredible record.

The Sound Of Mucus

I was looking at this website’s administrative “dashboard” yesterday, and noticed that I’ve accumulated 438 entries in the “Drafts” folder. I suppose it’s not uncommon for daily bloggers to build up a back-log in there; we’re always on the lookout for something to write about, and tend to become packrats. Whenever I get the germ of an idea for a post, or notice something interesting online, if I’m near a computer I’ll pop open WordPress and stash it away in a draft.

438 entries is a lot, though, and I think it’s time to do a little tidying up — so you might see some rather out-of-date items popping up here for a while as I go through them all, post what’s worth posting, and throw out the rest (with the exception, of course, of those posts for which the world simply is not yet ready).

Here, then, is an item from 2009 that somehow never made it to the big time: the Lung Flute.

Bert Jansch, 1943 – 2011

We note, belatedly, the death of the great Scottish fingerstyle guitarist Bert Jansch, who exerted a formative influence on a great many better-known musicians. One in particular was Jimmy Page; I think you’ll hear the connection in this video clip. Another was Paul Simon; readers of a certain age may recognize this Jansch song from long ago.

Kurzweil’s Six Epochs

Here’s a short video from Ray Kurzweil, in which he outlines his view of our progress thorough six “epochs” of the evolution of intelligence. I’m inclined to think he’s overlooking or ignoring some serious possible impediments to this progression, going forward (not to mention some unwelcome possible outcomes), but this is of course just a very brief clip.

Olio

I’m working a long day today, so for now, just a few links:

A fold in the brain seems to have something to do with distinguishing reality from imagination.

A collection of “coffins” — math problems with relatively simple solutions that are hellishly difficult to find — used by Soviet schools to keep out Jews.

22 miles straight up in 90 seconds.

An interesting item about Zucotti Park.

A detailed examination of blackboards in porn.

Oh, and a plug for yours truly at 8:00.

That’s A Fine Motorbike

Just ran across this clip, and enjoyed it too much not to post it here: Richard Thompson playing his classic 1952 Vincent Black Lightning.

What a voice. What a song. Enjoy.


At The Brink

It seems unthinkable, but a familiar species that once could be found almost everywhere in the U.S. now stands on the verge of extinction.

Story here.

Fast And Curious

Charles Krauthammer, of all people, shares a joke inspired by recent doings at CERN:

“We don’t allow faster-than-light neutrinos in here,’ says the bartender.

A neutrino walks into a bar.

Ten

The Northeast has been enjoying a fantastic spell of weather lately. Here in the Outer Cape, today was simply perfect: low humidity, cloudless azure skies, warm sweet sunshine, and temperatures in the upper seventies, with a fragrant, balmy breeze as gentle as a baby’s breath. At Newcomb Hollow Beach, it felt more like August — the parking lot three-quarters full, families basking in the sun, children splashing in the water.

Just before sunset I took a mile-long swim in Great Pond — almost certainly my last of the year, and by far the latest in the season I’ve ever done so. After a full September of cool and lengthening nights, the water was cold — but given the gift of a golden, late-summer day in the second week of October, how could I resist?

Soon the nights will turn cold for real, and the chill November storms will strip the leaves from the trees and batter the backshore beaches. But today was a day outside of time, a dreamlike, elongated present in which the world seemed to stand still. And as presents go, we couldn’t have asked for a nicer one.

Hitch Lives

Update here.

French Twist

In our previous post about OWS, we linked to an item that’s been making the rounds today: this Huffington Post grumble from lesbian “electronic punk” musician JD Samson, who has become dissatisfied with how things are working out for her, affluence-wise. NRO’s Daniel Foster has add some pointed commentary over at the Corner. An excerpt:

The great, and probably terminal, flaw of the Left’s various grievance-group “isms’ is that they implicitly rely on a world in which trade-offs have been abolished. It isn’t just that Samson should be free to move to New York and consecrate herself to her “art.’ It’s that she should be free to do that while enjoying all the benefits of her choice and suffering none of the consequences. What she wants is not the freedom to choose but the freedom from having to choose.

What sort of worldview makes this fantasy conceivable? Well, if I had to pick just one French term of art popularized by a 19th-century German philologist to describe the Occupy Wall Street set and its attendants, it would be Nietzsche’s Ressentiment. Why does good old English “resentment’ not suffice? Why is the extra ”˜s’ and fancy French pronunciation required? Well, resentment is about begrudging the success of your betters as a way to avoid reflection on your own failures. The Nietzsche scholar Robert Solomon described resentment as an “impotence self-righteousness’ directed at your superiors, and contrasted it with anger (directed at your equals) and contempt (directed at your inferiors). But ressentiment is what happens when you take that impotent self-righteousness and define a whole morality of good and evil in terms of it, build a whole belief system out of it, build an ideology, a political movement ”” an occupation.

Spot on. Read the rest here.

OWS Roundup

The weather being particularly fine here in New York this week, with Gotham’s hibernal sleet and snow still well over the horizon, the occupation of Wall Street is humming along nicely, and has the attention of everyone in the chattering classes. (Including, obviously, my own.)

As longtime readers will know, the lovely Nina and I live in Park Slope, Brooklyn, where the babies still wear red diapers, and where Hugo Chavez, were he ever to seek local office, would be regarded as worrisomely centrist. Naturally, sympathies for the crowd in Zucotti Park run strong in these parts, as I found in a conversation with an old friend just yesterday.

I generally avoid discussing politics around here, preferring to concentrate on more productive topics like the weather, but somehow the Wall Street scene came up anyway. I don’t know what gave away my sentiments — perhaps a momentary tightening of the masseter — but my interlocutor quickly pointed out that the OWS crowd was nothing like those Tea Party folks, who after all were all just a bunch of — and this is a direct quote — “hate-filled racists”. I suggested that they were neither, and pointed out also that the leading Tea Party candidate at the moment is Herman Cain, a black man, but I don’t think I got through, quite.

Just for a little perspective, then, on racial and ethnic neutrality, here’s one of the OWS participants articulating what, from what I’ve seen so far, appears to be rather a widely held view around Zucotti Park:


Antecedent causes aside, it’s hard to see just what sort of final solution this fellow is hoping for. Failing some way of rendering the United States entirely Judenfrei, perhaps OWS can at least petition the UN for statehood.

Meanwhile: white people — and especially you white bucks — are being made to learn your place and keep to it, according to the procedural rules of OWS’s revolutionary council. In this item we read:

Occupy Wall Street’s General Assembly operates under a revolutionary “progressive stack.’ A normal “stack’ means those who wish to speak get in line. A progressive stack encourages women and traditionally marginalized groups speak before men, especially white men. This is something that has been in place since the beginning, it is necessary, and it is important.

Ah, democracy in action. (Zimbabwe style.) The wisdom of this, of course, is obvious: when robbing Peter to pay Paul, it’s hard to see much point in asking Peter what he thinks about it all. (There may well come a point, though, when a sufficiently irritated Peter begins to push back, or at least decides his interests would be better served by putting as much distance between himself and Paul as possible.)

My friend being a thoroughgoingly bien-pensant Sloper, he made sure also to refer to the Tea Party as “extremist” — another important contradistinction as regards the sweet reason of the OWS squatters. Over at NRO, columnist Jonah Goldberg examines this view, beginning by noting that the stated goal of the leader of the movement is “to overthrow the government”. You can read Mr. Goldberg’s item here.

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Also at NRO: a closer look at just who really makes up “the 99%”.

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In a piece about Eric Hoffer a while back, I quoted this remark:

The change that matters is the change of a society’s axioms. The 1960s saw a slaughter of axioms. It would be interesting to identify the new axioms. I can think of a couple: (1) The object of life is fun. (2) The world owes everyone a living.

Exempli gratia, here.

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Finally, a persuasive piece over at Verum Serum argues that we really ought to be taking this uprising seriously. One thing in particular struck me, especially in light of a fascinating article I had just read on Tuesday in the science section of the Times. The article was about those curious amoeba-like critters known as “slime molds”.

What’s amazing about slime molds is that they blur, even more than the hymenoptera do, the distinction between individual and group. While ant and bee colonies work together as a team with astonishing group intelligence, the microscopic slime molds go one further. When times are good, they live separate lives, but when things go bad, they band together to form, not a team, but a single, mobile organism. It’s really something. (I first heard about all this when I was a young’un, and I’ve always wondered why they aren’t more famous.)

In Tuesday’s slime-mold article, we read:

Today, biologists no longer think of Dictyostelium as an embryo: It is more like a society of amoebas that come together for a common cause, for which some will sacrifice themselves.

The organisms respond to starvation by rushing together by the thousands into a single blob. The blob stretches out into a slug-shaped mass about one millimeter long (one twenty-fifth of an inch), which then crawls like a worm toward light.

The Verum Serum item made the following point:

Conservatives are individualists by nature so we deal with fear a bit differently. We buy guns. We buy gold. There are even some people out there stockpiling food just in case things get ugly. I’m not at that point myself but the point is, people on the right have plenty of fears about the future. We deal, mostly, by planning to handle it ourselves if necessary.

What do collectivists do when they’re scared? They gather. They gather together and express themselves with endless rallies and speeches and sit-ins and giant paper mache puppets (the appeal of which I’ve never understood) and of course occupations. That’s what they’re doing now.

Make of this what you will.

Hard To Believe

Richard Feynman on beauty, and doubt.

Here.

Steve Jobs, 1955 – 2011

I’ve just heard sad news: Steve Jobs has died at 56. How brilliant he was.

Exclusive!

Did you see this summer’s box-office smash, Fast Five? Me neither. But my sources tell me it was one of the best yet.

If, like me, you’ve been wondering about the creative process behind a blockbuster like this, you should watch this fascinating interview with the film’s screenwriter, Chris Morgan.

Forward!

In case you haven’t heard, the good folks at OccupyWallStreet have made public a list of their demands. Given their youthful zeal, I had been worried that their expectations might be excessive or unrealistic, but as you’ll see, it’s all modest, reasonable stuff.

Here it is:

Demand one: Restoration of the living wage. This demand can only be met by ending “Freetrade” by re-imposing trade tariffs on all imported goods entering the American market to level the playing field for domestic family farming and domestic manufacturing as most nations that are dumping cheap products onto the American market have radical wage and environmental regulation advantages. Another policy that must be instituted is raise the minimum wage to twenty dollars an hr.

Demand two: Institute a universal single payer healthcare system. To do this all private insurers must be banned from the healthcare market as their only effect on the health of patients is to take money away from doctors, nurses and hospitals preventing them from doing their jobs and hand that money to wall st. investors.

Demand three: Guaranteed living wage income regardless of employment.

Demand four: Free college education.

Demand five: Begin a fast track process to bring the fossil fuel economy to an end while at the same bringing the alternative energy economy up to energy demand.

Demand six: One trillion dollars in infrastructure (Water, Sewer, Rail, Roads and Bridges and Electrical Grid) spending now.

Demand seven: One trillion dollars in ecological restoration planting forests, reestablishing wetlands and the natural flow of river systems and decommissioning of all of America’s nuclear power plants.

Demand eight: Racial and gender equal rights amendment.

Demand nine: Open borders migration. anyone can travel anywhere to work and live.

Demand ten: Bring American elections up to international standards of a paper ballot precinct counted and recounted in front of an independent and party observers system.

Demand eleven: Immediate across the board debt forgiveness for all. Debt forgiveness of sovereign debt, commercial loans, home mortgages, home equity loans, credit card debt, student loans and personal loans now! All debt must be stricken from the “Books.” World Bank Loans to all Nations, Bank to Bank Debt and all Bonds and Margin Call Debt in the stock market including all Derivatives or Credit Default Swaps, all 65 trillion dollars of them must also be stricken from the “Books.” And I don’t mean debt that is in default, I mean all debt on the entire planet period.

Demand twelve: Outlaw all credit reporting agencies.

Demand thirteen: Allow all workers to sign a ballot at any time during a union organizing campaign or at any time that represents their yeah or nay to having a union represent them in collective bargaining or to form a union.

These demands will create so many jobs it will be completely impossible to fill them without an open borders policy.

Very good, no? I’d only add: everyone gets to be super hot-looking, and really good at something totally cool, like snowboarding or capoiera.

And let’s have more prime numbers!

UVB-76

Among the more interesting feeds to follow on Twitter is @GreatDismal, which belongs to William Gibson, the visionary sci-fi author and founder of “cyberpunk”. Today he linked to a story in Wired about something I’d never heard of: the enigmatic Soviet-era short-wave transmitter known to aficionados as “The Buzzer”.

Learn more here.

Whither Hence?

Poking around at NRO just now, I ran across some solid pessimism from PayPal founder Peter Thiel. In a piece called “The End of the Future“, he argues that the steady technological progress that pulled the world’s economy upward for a very long time has stalled. The essay seems a shade too gloomy, even for me.

We read:

When tracked against the admittedly lofty hopes of the 1950s and 1960s, technological progress has fallen short in many domains. Consider the most literal instance of non-acceleration: We are no longer moving faster. The centuries-long acceleration of travel speeds ”” from ever-faster sailing ships in the 16th through 18th centuries, to the advent of ever-faster railroads in the 19th century, and ever-faster cars and airplanes in the 20th century ”” reversed with the decommissioning of the Concorde in 2003, to say nothing of the nightmarish delays caused by strikingly low-tech post-9/11 airport-security systems. Today’s advocates of space jets, lunar vacations, and the manned exploration of the solar system appear to hail from another planet. A faded 1964 Popular Science cover story ”” “Who’ll Fly You at 2,000 m.p.h.?’ ”” barely recalls the dreams of a bygone age.

The official explanation for the slowdown in travel centers on the high cost of fuel, which points to the much larger failure in energy innovation. Real oil prices today exceed those of the Carter catastrophe of 1979”“80. Nixon’s 1974 call for full energy independence by 1980 has given way to Obama’s 2011 call for one-third oil independence by 2020. Even before Fukushima, the nuclear industry and its 1954 promise of “electrical energy too cheap to meter’ had long since been defeated by environmentalism and nuclear-proliferation concerns. One cannot in good conscience encourage an undergraduate in 2011 to study nuclear engineering as a career. “Clean tech’ has become a euphemism for “energy too expensive to afford,’ and in Silicon Valley it has also become an increasingly toxic term for near-certain ways to lose money. Without dramatic breakthroughs, the alternative to more-expensive oil may turn out to be not cleaner and much-more-expensive wind, algae, or solar, but rather less-expensive and dirtier coal.

Surely one should expect a stepwise climb, rather than a smooth upward slope, as new technologies open up previously uninhabited regions of the economic “fitness landscape”. Each major technological innovation — the discovery of oil, say, leading to the internal combustion engine — is as if a new geographical region, previously uninhabited by any species at all, is suddenly thrown open to colonization. At first there is a chaotic flurry of activity, then a process of speciation, competition, and the settling-down of new, stabilizing ecosystems as the various niches in the fitness landscape are found and occupied. (Using this metaphor, one might say that economic growth is analogous to an increase in total biomass.) Eventually the new landscape is thoroughly settled, and populated up to its carrying capacity; I’d expect that this should correspond to a leveling-off of the pace of progress. It’s only when something disruptively new comes along — either a major environmental shift that profoundly reshapes the fitness landscape, or the opening up of yet another unpopulated region through the arrival of some fundamentally new technology like the Internet — that one can expect to see the curve rising sharply again.

The thing about such disruptive changes, though, is that they’re almost impossible to predict. Very few people foresaw the advent of the personal computer, and then the Internet, as economic game-changers; even after the introduction of the World Wide Web in the early 1990s there were few who had any confidence that anybody would ever be able to use it to make money.

Mr. Thiel argues, though, that the rise of computers is something of an outlier, and is canceled out in economic terms by sluggishness elsewhere.

By default, computers have become the single great hope for the technological future. The speedup in information technology contrasts dramatically with the slowdown everywhere else. Moore’s Law, which predicted a doubling of the number of transistors that can be packed onto a computer chip every 18 to 24 months, has remained broadly true for much longer than anyone (including Moore) would have imagined back in 1965. We have moved without rest from mainframes to home computers to the Internet. Cellphones in 2011 contain more computing power than the entire Apollo space program in 1969.

From the perspective of Palo Alto, a return to the party year of 1999 appears almost within reach. All that glitters seems to be golden. Thousands of new Internet startups launch each year, and valuations of Web 2.0 businesses have surged; and not entirely without reason, as maybe two to six per year of these newly minted ventures will break into the billion-dollar-plus valuation zone within five years of their founding. In tandem with this new life for the new economy, Google has led a parallel move towards a near-doubling of wages for the most talented computer engineers, all in just the last three years. Beyond the dollars, one must look no farther than The Social Network to see the ways in which Facebook and its 750 million users have captured the new zeitgeist.

The economic decoupling of computers from everything else leads to more questions than answers, and barely hints at the strange future where today’s trends simply continue. Would supercomputers become powerful engines for the miraculous creation of wholly new forms of economic value, or would they simply become powerful weapons for reshuffling existing structures ”” for Nature, red in tooth and claw? More simply, how does one measure the difference between progress and mere change?

If meaningful scientific and technological progress occurs, then we reasonably would expect greater economic prosperity (though this may be offset by other factors). And also in reverse: If economic gains, as measured by certain key indicators, have been limited or nonexistent, then perhaps so has scientific and technological progress. Therefore, to the extent that economic growth is easier to quantify than scientific or technological progress, economic numbers will contain indirect but important clues to our larger investigation.

The single most important economic development in recent times has been the broad stagnation of real wages and incomes since 1973, the year when oil prices quadrupled. To a first approximation, the progress in computers and the failure in energy appear to have roughly canceled each other out. Like Alice in the Red Queen’s race, we (and our computers) have been forced to run faster and faster to stay in the same place.

Mr. Thiel argues also that our lack of a foreseeable path upward in technology is at the root of our present credit crisis:

Like technology, credit also makes claims on the future. “I will gladly pay you a dollar on Tuesday for a hamburger today’ works only if a dollar gets earned by Tuesday. A credit crisis happens when earnings disappoint and the present does not live up to past expectations of the future.

The current crisis of housing and financial leverage contains many hidden links to broader questions concerning long-term progress in science and technology. On one hand, the lack of easy progress makes leverage more dangerous, because when something goes wrong, macroeconomic growth cannot offer a salve; time will not cure liquidity or solvency problems in a world where little grows or improves with time. On the other hand, the lack of easy progress also makes leverage far more tempting, as unleveraged real returns fall below the expectations of pension funds and other investors.

This analysis suggests an explanation for the strange way the technology bubble of the 1990s gave rise to the real-estate bubble of the 2000s. After betting heavily on technology growth that did not materialize, investors tried to achieve the needed double-digit returns through massive leverage in seemingly safe real-estate investments. This did not work either, because a major reason for the bubble in real estate turned out to be the same as the reason for the bubble in technology: a mistaken but nearly universal background assumption about easy progress. Without fundamental gains in productivity (presumably driven by technology), real-estate values could not go up forever. Leverage is not a substitute for scientific progress.

This is a good point, I think. Nevertheless, whether Mr. Thiel’s pessimism is fully justified ultimately depends on the actual future of technological progress, and if there’s one thing that we know about predicting the future of technology, it’s that you can’t. Is the current plateau (assuming that we actually standing on one) due to our having finally run up against inherent limitations in what is actually possible? Is there no more undiscovered geography out there? Perhaps, but there is ample reason to doubt it. Such an attitude was common in the late 19th century. In 1875 or so, for example, Heinrich Hertz wrote:

Sometimes I really regret that I did not live in those times when there was still so much that was new; to be sure enough much is yet unknown, but I do not think that it will be possible to discover anything easily nowadays that would lead us to revise our entire outlook as radically as was possible in the days when telescopes and microscopes were still new.

In 1894, Albert Michelson said;

The more important fundamental laws and facts of physical science have all been discovered, and these are now so firmly established that the possibility of their ever being supplanted in consequence of new discoveries is exceedingly remote…. Our future discoveries must be looked for in the sixth place of decimals.

And here’s Lord Kelvin, from 1900:

There is nothing new to be discovered in physics now. All that remains is more and more precise measurement.

Finally, as someone who reads several daily science and technology newsletters, I think it’s hard not to be struck by what certainly appears to be briskly accelerating progress in many fields, notably materials science, nanotech, biotech, and neurotech. How this will play out in what appears to be the advancing senescence of Western civilization, though, is anybody’s guess.

You can read Mr. Thiel’s essay here.

Happiness Is Just Around The Bend

Rings shall vanish from our noses,
And the harness from our back,
Bit and spur shall rust forever,
Cruel whips no more shall crack.

I can already taste those mangel-wurzels.
All must toil for freedom’s sake!

Learn more here.

What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Here’s something I’m in no hurry to see on the road: the mind-reading car.

Scientists at the EPFL have already developed brain-machine interface (BMI) systems that allow wheelchair users to manoeuvre their chairs by thought transference. Their next step will be finding a way to incorporate that technology into the way motorists interact with their cars.

If the endeavour proves successful, the vehicles of the future may be able to prepare themselves for a left or right turn ”“ choosing the correct speed and positioning ”“ by gauging that their drivers are thinking about making such a turn.

As a software engineer, I’m conditioned to imagine all the ways a system can fail. Here’s one they might not have thought of:

A lifelong Republican is driving down a busy two-lane highway one day in early November, and suddenly resolves to vote for the Democratic candidate. Six people are killed as he swerves into oncoming traffic.

Race To The Top

What’s the worst thing a person can be?

No, no, not that. Way worse than that.

Oh, that? Not even close. Once upon a time, maybe…

What, that??? You’ve got to be kidding. That’s about the best thing you could be, these days. Want to get into college? Want a government job? Want to be a Marine? Right to the front of the line.

No, no, come on… you know the answer… starts with ‘r’…

Yes!! (Took you long enough.) The very worst thing a person can be is a racist.

And hey, guess what.

You’re a racist.

Yep, that’s right, you’re a racist. You heard me. Don’t give me that innocent look.

And you know what else? You’d better be careful, because we’ve got our eye on you. And if you keep it up — and we know you will, because that’s just the sort of person you are — we’re going to make things pretty hot for you and your pals.

(Yes, that’s right, even hotter than they are now, smartass.)

What’s that you say? You’re not a racist? Ha! Don’t be ridiculous. Of course you are. We know you are. (And like I said, you’d better watch out, because we helpless victims are one bunch of people you do not want to piss off.)

What now?? Oh, that’s rich. You’re telling me that if you really were a racist, you wouldn’t have voted for Barack Obama? Nice try. Tell you what: you were a racist then, and you’re a racist now. In fact, your voting for Obama just shows you’re the worst possible kind of racist: one of those sneaky, insidious racists. I mean, you’re thinking of not voting for him next time, right? What’s that? OK, maybe you’ll still vote for him — but nevertheless, you’re kind of disappointed, aren’t you. Right? Don’t deny it.

You see?? That’s racist, in case you didn’t know. Racist, racist, racist.

Racist racist racist racist racist.

Oh — now you want me to prove you’re a racist? Seriously?? Let me get this straight: just because a racist is the very worst thing a person can be, and I’m telling you you’re guilty (that’s right, guilty!) of being one, you expect me to prove it?

Ha! Boy, what a rube.

Well, let me clue you in: I don’t have to prove it. Innocent until proven guilty, you say? Wrong again, chief. Not when it comes to being the very worst thing a person can be: a racist. Like you. And your buddies.

No, you’ve got it backwards, my “friend”: I’m afraid you’re going to have to prove to us that you’re not just a bunch of racists. You’ll never be able to do it, of course — but we like watching you try.

Got it? Good. Now get out of here, and watch your step.

Because we have to put this whole race business behind us, or we’re never going to get anywhere.

Whack-A-Mullah

I see we’ve just managed to annihilate Anwar al-Awlaki, who was hiding in a compound in Yemen. Good work.

I often criticize president Obama, but I’ll gladly give him praise and credit for this, and for having steadfastly maintained the pressure on al-Qaeda throughout his term in office. The same also, of course, to the CIA and the other forces involved.

Many will cavil at the killing of an American citizen in this way (although even the ACLU gave up on this one). I think it provides an opportunity to reflect on the difference between being a citizen of a state, and membership in a nation.

Straight From The Horse’s Mouth

This is good: a uniquely reliable source has finally got round to calling out Mahmoud Ahmadi-Nejad for his crackpot 9/11-conspiracy theories.

Story here.

He Didn’t Say No

Chris Christie made a speech today at the Reagan Library. Mr. Christie has until now made it quite clear that he will not be running for president in 2012, saying that he isn’t ready yet, and also that he owes it to the electorate in New Jersey to do the job they gave him. Now it seems that he might run after all. He hasn’t come out and said so, but he hasn’t said he won’t, either, and today’s peppery speech sure sounded like a campaign-launcher.

I’ll say that I find a lot to like about Mr. Christie, and should he choose to run, and wins the GOP nomination, I would vote for him in a heartbeat over our current executive — as would, I’m sure, anyone with a conservative bone in his body. He isn’t perfect — he’s weak on some very important issues — but you can’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good, and there certainly isn’t a perfect GOP candidate in sight.

That said, I’m hoping he doesn’t run — not just because of the good reasons he spoke of himself (his brief tenure as governor, and his unfinished business in Trenton) but also because of the “Buckley Rule”: one should support the most conservative candidate who can win. His Jersey-style bluntness and working-class accent, which admittedly for a Jersey boy like me are part of his appeal, may not play well against Mr. Obama’s oleaginous smoothness and professorial tone. Then there is also — though I hate to say it — his obesity, which will surely be a disadvantage when he shares the TV screen with the sleek and imperially slim Mr. Obama (as Nixon’s 5-o’clock shadow was in his televised debate against the impeccably groomed JFK). But Mr. Christie does have tremendous political talent, with an enormously magnetic personality (which, as magnets do, can both repel and attract, and seems to do for liberals exactly what it does for conservatives, with opposite polarity). So perhaps I’m wrong; maybe he really could win. And as a questioner at the speech made clear as she rose from the balcony to beseech Mr. Christie to run, the nation certainly can’t afford to wait another four years to turn out the current management.

So I’m a little conflicted about the idea of a Christie run in 2012, and obviously so is he. If Mr. Christie does decide to run, it will certainly make for an interesting primary season (Ari Fleischer thinks it’s too late for him to get in, but the election is still more than a year off, after all). If he doesn’t, expect an electrifying keynote address at the convention next summer, and much more down the road.

You can read the speech here, and you can watch it here.

Any Bags To Check?

I have to admit: this looks like fun. Thanks JK for the link.

Kill The Boer

With a hat tip to Dennis Mangan: the organization Genocide Watch has declared South Africa to be in stage 6, “preparation”, of the progression toward genocide (the last stage — genocide itself — is stage 7).

Of course you probably already knew this, because the mainstream media always pay extra-special attention to hate crimes against whites.

The Penny Drops

In the wake of new evidence of ISI support for Haqqani attacks in Kabul earlier this month, our official relationship with Pakistan has become very tense indeed. Here’s John Mcreary’s summary, from the September 22nd NightWatch:

Pakistan-US: US Joint Chiefs of Staff Chairman Admiral Mullen said on 22 September that Pakistan is exporting violent extremism to Afghanistan by allowing the Haqqani network to act as an “arm” of Pakistan’s Inter-Services Intelligence (ISI) agency.

Mullen told a US Senate panel that Haqqani operatives executed attacks with ISI support, including the 28 June Kabul hotel attack; an 11 September truck bombing; and the 13 September attack on the US Embassy in Kabul. Mullen said using violent extremism as a policy tool jeopardizes US-Pakistani relations and Pakistan’s opportunity to be a respected nation with legitimate regional influence.

Special Comment: Mullen’s testimony is important because it signifies the US Defense Department, not just intelligence agencies, now accepts what Mullen has denied in public before. It is unusual because this kind of disclosure should have been made by the head of DIA of the US Deputy Secretary of Defense for Intelligence, not the Chairman, JCS.

For six years or longer Intelligence agencies and NightWatch open source analyses have reported that Pakistan is a state sponsor and active supporter of terrorism in South Asia -Afghanistan, India and Bangladesh– as an arm of national security policy.

For four years Mullen, on behalf of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, has advanced the notion that a person-to-person relationship with Pakistan Army Chief of Army Staff General Kayani could change Pakistani hostility to the Karzai government, promote peace on the sub-continent and end Pakistani support for terrorism and for nuclear proliferation.

Today’s testimony indicates that such a misguided, well intentioned peculiarly American approach has failed in every category, once again, and is now no longer US policy. Mullen was the architect of this policy and so he is the spokesman for its failure. It has taken four years for this epiphany to take place.

Some might argue that the personal approach helped secure US supply lines through Pakistan to Afghanistan. The counter argument is that in building a logistics system that relied on Pakistan the US taxpayers financed and supported both sides of the insurgency for ten years plus Pakistani trucking concerns.

The hard lesson for some American seniors is the realization that Kayani and his cohorts have never been free agents in the Pakistan system. They are superb representatives and defenders of a system of strategic precepts that India is the enemy; Islamic fundamentalists are Pakistani patriots; the US is an inconstant ally that should never be trusted and that Afghanistan is the battlefield for proxy war to protect Pakistan’s western flank from a two-front war by India. That summarizes Pakistani strategic doctrine, minus the Pakistani nuclear doctrine of shooting India before India shoots Pakistan.

Kayani was Musharraf’s hand-picked successor and Musharraf despised the US. Kayani has never said anything officially nor made any significant changes to Pakistan security policy that the US wanted during the past four years.

A policy of personal relationship crafted to change the security policy of a so-called ally is manipulative, transparent and never works. Everybody knows this and this was not an intelligence failure. It was a policy choice. Today’s testimony indicates the US Defense Department might finally understand that policy towards Pakistan must be based on national interests, not personal relationships. That is how the Pakistanis have manipulated the US for years.

Pakistan is not a US ally, partner, or friend, despite $ billions in arms aid. The US is Pakistan’s customer. The US has paid top dollar for what little begrudging assistance it received from Pakistan. Pakistan spent every US dollar to enable it to fight India.

With luck, a new, more pragmatic, clear sighted US policy towards Pakistan should start to emerge under Secretary Panetta.

DEBKA also reports that the strain of maintaining this incoherent and duplicitous relationship is becoming intolerable, both for the US and Pakistan. Here.

Baby Talk

A friend sent us a link to this video clip of twin pre-verbal toddlers having what appears to be a lively conversation:


Fabulous. Look at them! Gesturing, listening attentively while the other is “speaking”, with rising and falling inflections and cadences — all the attributes of spoken communication. But what’s their subjective experience? Are they actually communicating anything at all, as we would understand “communicating”? Or are they just taking their speech modules, already partially primed from a year or so of listening to the adults around them, but not yet loaded with language, for a dry run? The latter seems more likely, but it’s mighty hard to watch the two of them without thinking that they’re really chatting about something, and understanding each other.

The Other Side Of The COIN

Diana West argues that our COunter-INsurgence strategy in Afghanistan — in which we order our soldiers to dismount from their armored vehicles and mingle with the locals, in the chimerical hope of “winning hearts and minds” — has exacted a terrible toll in blast injuries to the feet, legs, and genitals of our troops.

Here.

Time Capsule

That last item introduced me to the Prelinger Archives, which I’d never heard of. It looks like a fantastic resource, especially for geriatrics like me who actually remember this stuff when it was new.

Here’s a good place to start. Also, there are list of most-downloaded items here and here.

Wake Up And Smell It

My friend Danny Fisher over at Wish I Didn’t Know directs us to a montage of harsh moments from vintage coffee commercials.

The Baby With The Bath

Do you have asthma? Do you depend on an over-the-counter inhaler to cope with it? Well, you may want to stock up. (You can keep them in the basement, next to your hoard of incandescent bulbs.)

Megan McArdle comments here.

You’re Fulfilling Your Destiny, Anakin

Back in May, it looked as if Dmitry “Darth” Medvedev might be so daring as to try to keep the Russian presidency for himself, rather than handing it back over to his Sith overlord at the end of his term. No longer.

The View From Mount Megiddo

These are, to put it mildly, worrisome times. The global economy is collapsing before our eyes, the core of Western civilization has rotted to the point that it can no longer stand erect, and the Middle East, that ancient cauldron of strife and woe, is about to boil over once again. The vile, snake-eyed Mahmoud Ahmadi-Nejad has just exuded another of his venomous orations at the United Nations; in it he as usual hurled foul imprecations at the United States and Israel, to loud applause.

Israel’s situation at this dark hour is particularly grim — grimmer, perhaps, than at any time in its history as a modern nation. Victor Davis Hanson offers a gloomy assessment here.

¡Andele!

New results from CERN have the boffins scratching their heads. Story here.

Onomastics

When you’re launching a business, or bringing out a new product, one of the most important choices you have to make is what to call it. If, for example, Dodge had named its line of heavy-duty pickup trucks “Daffodil” instead of “Ram”, sales would surely have suffered. A cheesy snack called “Ratbait” will struggle for market share. It’s worth spending some time, and even some money, to get the name right.

So I’m always surprised to see commercial ventures with conspicuously ill-chosen names. There’s an outstanding example right in my Brooklyn neighborhood: a hair salon called — I am not making this up — Medusa. That’s right, this beauty parlor is actually named for a Gorgon so unspeakably hideous that the very sight of her was enough to turn a man to stone.

Today I saw an ad for a hair product whose name is a word meaning “a boil, or a sebaceous cyst of the scalp”.

Here.

Strong Stuff

For tonight, here’s a pair of caustic items: Barry Rubin on the Palestinian gambit at the U.N., and a scathing editorial from the National Review on the President’s tax proposal.

Comments are open, and readers may rant if they feel the need to, but I’m headed into a busy couple of days and am unlikely to engage.

Don’t Tell A Soul

U.S. building secret drone bases in Africa, Arabian Peninsula, officials say

Before We Begin…

Here’s a good piece by Sam Harris — who is becoming, these days, something of what the marketing folks call a “brand” — on overcoming one’s fear of public speaking.

Addicted

I just watched this clip again: Gavin Harrison playing Porcupine Tree’s Futile.

As one of YouTube’s commenters said: “this is like porn for drummers”.

Memory Hole

A story that attracted some attention a while back, but which seems to have gone quiet, is the curious death of one John P. Wheeler, which we mentioned in this January post.

I wonder how that investigation is going. I have a feeling it’s going to be rather like O.J.’s search for the real killers.

Amplifiers

Another nugget from Eric Hoffer:

A discrepancy between trivial motives and weighty consequences is an essential trait of human uniqueness and is particularly pronounced in the creative individual. Not only in the marketplace but also in the world of thought and imagination, men who set their hearts on toys often accomplish great things.

Before the Sabbath, p. 4

There’s One Born Every Minute

Here.

Road Trip

Here’s a video of a drive from Seattle to Maine, with a frame taken every 90 seconds.

Let’s Dance

Here’s an amusing remark from Lawrence Auster on conservatism, liberalism, and the Hegelian dialectic process whereby, as the liberal thesis moves leftward, the liberal/conservative synthesis tends to follow:

In the Hegelian Mambo, as the left become more left, the right, in defining itself in opposition to the ever-more threatening extremism of the left, and not in terms of unchanging principles of its own, abandons its prior positions and moves ever further leftward itself. Thus, for example, at the rate we’re going on the life-style front, in ten years’ time a conservative will be a person who disapproves of sexual intercourse between humans and animals, and in fifteen years’ time a conservative will be a person who disapproves of marriage between humans and animals. The moderate position will be to support civil unions.

Weakness Provokes

Speaking of Bill Vallicella’s excellent blog, here’s another fine post of his, just published.

Numbers: Real, Or What?

Our friend Dr. Bill Vallicella, the Maverick Philosopher, has written a post arguing that numbers have an eternal, mind-independent existence as Platonic abstracta. This is of course a respectable and widely held opinion, with an ancient pedigree. I’m leery of it, though: I think numbers are what minds invent to make useful models of certain aspects of the world, and didn’t exist in any way at all until minds came along to deploy them.

Bill writes:

Our question is whether numbers themselves are mental constructions, not whether numerals are mental constructions. This is connected with the question of whether mathematics is in any sense conventional. No doubt notation systems are conventional, i.e. decided upon by human beings (or whatever other intelligent critters there might be elsewhere); but it doesn’t follow that numbers or other mathematical objects are.

If numbers themselves are mental constructions, then they depend on our existence for their existence. Their existence is a mental existnce in or before our minds, and thus a dependent mode of existence. (Forget about extraterrestrial intelligences for the nonce.) The same goes for the truths in which they are involved. (Thus 7 and 9 and 16 are involved in the truth expressed by ‘7 + 9 = 16’.) But we didn’t always exist. So if numbers depend ion us, they they didn’t always exist. Consider a time before any minds existed, some time after the Big Bang and before the emergence of life on earth, say.

During that interval, the speed of light and the speed of sound were the same as they are now, and during that time the former was greater than the latter, as is the case now. Let ‘c’ denote the speed of light in a vacuum. C is identical to some number, which number depending on the units of measurement one employs. So c = 186,000 miles/sec (approximately). In the metric system, c = 300,000 km/sec (approximately). The point is that once the system of measurement is fixed — which of course is conventional — then some definite number is the SOL. Similarly with the speed of sound, SOS. Now

1. SOL > SOS

is true now and was true at the time when no humans existed. Of course, at that time the concept or notion or idea greater than (taken in its mathematical sense) did not exist since concepts (notions, ideas) cannot exist except ‘in’ a mind. (‘In’ here not to be taken spatially.) But the mathematical relation picked out by ‘>’ existed.

For if it did not, then (1) could not have been true at the time in question. And the same goes for the relational fact of SOL’s being greater than SOS. That fact obtained at the time when no minds existed. So its constituents (the numbers and the greater than relation) had to exist at that time as well.

Therefore, mathematical objects cannot be our mental creations.

Hmmm. My question for Bill is:

Why is “speed” itself anything more than human shorthand for modeling a particular aspect of the different configurations of the world at different times? Let’s say that spacetime event A is “a car over here at some instant of time”, and event B is “the same car over there at some other instant of time”. It’s not until we come along, with a need to model this in a handy way, that we develop the concept of “speed” as

(the spatial component of the separation of events A and B, represented by our minds as a number)

…divided by…

(the temporal component of the separation of events A and B, represented by our minds as a number).

But in a world without minds to make such representations, there’s nothing intrinsically numerical about a separation; it’s just an event over here, and another over there. It’s not until we seek to quantify it, for our own purposes, that numbers enter the picture.

I think, then, that Bill is smuggling in his numbers when he introduces the concept of “speed”, and pulling them out again at the end.

(I realize there probably wouldn’t be a car in the first place in a world without minds, but you get the point: the world just IS. It isn’t until we needed to describe it that we needed numbers, so we invented them.)