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Thursday, February 17, 2005
Flickr tags for pictures of that "Gates" thing in NYC: thegates, gates, jeanneclaude, christo (although of course those last two are likely to get some other stuff as well; as are they all for that matter; that's the fun of tags). Also Flickr tags for infrared (ir) pictures, some of which are Way Cool. Spam subject line o' the day (surrealist): Subject: Electronic School Sun - expose exposing modern life Just to give you a taste for some of what I've been doing while neglecting my weblogging, here's a recent posting of mine to alt.zen (and some other unfortunate groups included on the thread). This started out with a discussion of whether and in what sense various things are "really out there in the world", which sprung from some discussion of the Diamond Sutra. Note the raw confidence with which I completely misinterpret modern physics, and also seriously abuse my degree in Philosophy...
Subject: Re: Idolatry of words and sounds (Re: Diamond Sutra)
Jonathan Jennings wrote:
Like we have a choice. *8)
> ...
Well, I can imagine universes in which there were
discrete things woven into the physical laws; where,
that is, the simplest and most accurate / useful
descriptions of the behavior of the universe
involved discrete and identifiable objects with
properties. Our current universe doesn't seem
to be that way; the best descriptions involve
discrete things only as approximations of an
underlying continuum. Some of the properties
are quantized (can't have spin 0.27 anywhere),
but they aren't properties of discrete objects
so much as they are properties of a particular
point on the wave (not a point in 3-space or
4-space exactly, since there's no absolute frame,
but something close enough to that for this
sentence anyway).
Which is to say that my natural inclination (to
advocate the view that the universe is really just
One Big Thing and that our cutting it up
conceptually into littler things is essentially
arbitrary and optional) seems to be supported by
how this universe actually is (or, if you prefer,
how it actually looks to us). Which may have
something to do with the universe in which I
grew up. *8)
Usual disclaimer: I don't know nearly as much
modern physics as I'm trying to sound like I do.
> ...
I'm sure it was. And all them Zen masters to
get out their sticks. *8) But once you've been
up the mountain, you're allowed to be silly
again once you come back down. At least in my
sect!
But anyway. Two responses to the above: first,
it's not necessarily the case that there can never
be any interaction between two forks. (Which
is why it's safer to call them "worlds" or
something rather than "universes", but I get
sloppy.) I dunno how there could be, but the
cosmos does not seem to be constrained by the
boundaries of my imagination. *8) And second,
even if there never can be any interaction, if
the best physics that we can come up with
involves this forking, even if we can never
experience it directly, I'm willing to say that
(as far as I know) it does happen. There's only
a difference in degree between believing that
something is true because you remember seeing
it happen yesterday, and believing it's true
because it makes the math come out pretty.
> > ...they're uncertainties
The EPR experiment, for example. Any confirmation
of a physical theory that involves inherent (not
merely human-reflecting) uncertainties. This is
on exactly the same level as "electrons exist",
which is arguably "inconsequential", but not
imho in a terribly interesting sense.
(Note to Ch'an Fu: this *will* be on the midterm!)
DC
Utter bullshit, eh? But lots of fun! Makes me feel like an undergrad again... *8) On Saturday, on the way home from an early-morning trip into Mount Kisco to sign up the little boy for a summer program (a friendly hour or so sitting in a room with a bunch of moms and a few dads also waiting to sign up their kids, drinking coffee and eating donuts and reading Thich Nhat Hanh's commentaries on the Diamond Sutra), I stopped on a whim at a North County Trailway parking place by the side of the road, and walked down the path and out onto the old bridge that used to carry the Putnam Division and now carries bikers and joggers and people standing on the bridge looking down at the ice and thinking about consciousness and the nature of the subjective. And that was very nice. for President! Iris Chacon, nude? *8) I'll have to ask M to put "Desperately Seeking Susan" on our NetFlix queue. I've always had it in the back of my mind, but a defining moment involving Iris Chacon definitely puts it over the threshold. More subtly, Iris Chacon: I am the terror that quacks in the night. I'm not a big minesweeper player, or at least I don't pay much attention to my score. Let's see; on this here computer the only recorded "best time" is 120 seconds on Beginner, attributed to "Fred". Which was probably me. (Ha! Now the best Beginner time is 43 seconds. Still "Fred".) - 33 for "helen naked pitures" Helen naked pitures of mole rats? I think someone's pulling our leg here, readers! Salon points out that the Library of America is doing H. P. Lovecraft. Cool! Salon also has a piece about the recent Bush class action "reform". (Apologies if these are Premium-only articles or anything; here's another source for this one.) "Reform" is such a funny word. By now it just means "messing about with", but it has magical connotations of "making better". So of course politicians love it. Someone named "stew" thinks that we're the best. Woo woo! (The Hellovetica weblog gets my nomination for least self-absorbed weblog of the week; no about page, no biography, no nothin'. But some good links. I wonder who Stew is.) Likelihood of Confusion: a weblog about trademark law and stuff, if you're into that stuff. (Looking at it this morning I find the current entry slightly odd, at least if it's suggesting that the mainstream media is in some sense supporting recent attempts to regulate political speech, in order to prevent competition from "new media, including blogs". Woo! Or maybe he's saying something else.) "'...so numerous and so gentle, and can be kept waiting round us all day long (kings and statesmen lingering patiently, not to grant audience, but to gain it), in those plainly furnished and narrow anterooms, our bookcase shelves...'" When I come out of the Club, having lifted heavy things and pretended to ski for forty-five minutes or so, I often observe a dialogue within myself, on the subject of whether or not to get a bagel and coffee. "We've already had breakfast," one of the Inner Voices says, "and we're not hungry, and bagels with cream cheese (even 'light' cream cheese) are bad for our cholesterol, and coffee's not recommended either. We should just drive straight to work; we'll live longer." But another Inner Voice suggests, just as distinctly, that driving to work with a bagel and cream cheese and a cup of hot coffee is what life's about in the first place, and avoiding that in order to increase the count of days lived is defeating the whole purpose. That voice wins out relatively often. It can't explain why a bagel and a cup of coffee should be ends in themselves, but apparently it doesn't have to. Small World Department: someone on LiveJournal posted about yoga, and someone in the comment thread pointed to our recent koan. The LiveJournaller replied wondering if I was the same David Chess that e used to know. (And I am.) What are the odds? Various security sources note that Microsoft the other day issued sixteen security updates, half of them "critical". I must say it's a good thing that Microsoft has been putting so much effort into making their products secure; think how bad things would be if they hadn't! My, my. I watched a movie and I read a book. A spammer, apparently targetting electricians, writes: Re: Beautiful Housewires waiting for you At lunch the other day the subject came up of copyrighted buildings, of which (so the story goes) it's illegal to take pictures. Ed did some post-lunch research and found some relevant links. It's not entirely clear to me when it's trademark that's involved and when it's copyright. Interesting subject, though. If anyone really presses the question, we might get some clarification on what intellectual property is really about, and really for. Or we might get another layer of hacks on top of the present ones. *8) I don't remember if I've talked about this one before, but anyway here's a technique for serendipity: take one of the identifiers that some digital camera uses to identify pictures, and search in Google Images. Thousands of random photographs! I'm not sure why I find that so gratifying... |
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