Tuesday, January 24, 2023

Wandering Faculty

Cuppa Jo

I'm comparing notes with our friend Mazur, regarding Ms. Vam, an erstwhile house guest (over Christmas).  They've been here before, including during the Joker Riots (as I call them).

A couple of my Freddie-related friends, meaning I know them through Fred Meyer's, the local Kroger's, are heading for Japan and Taipei soon, which I think of as geographic areas, all parts of China.  Because all is China per the "virtual" lens of Chinese Earth.

Americans tend to have their lens too, seeing Earth is belonging entirely under their management, with insurgents everywhere, disobeying El Supremos.  I'm not saying all Americans are that messed up, just some meme viruses have taken their evident toll.

I'm saying it's psychologically healthy to take the planet, our Promised Land, under one's care.  The religions teach us we should have been doing that all along.  "Like Duh", saith the Lord.  But we're slow.  We're humans, whom the angels call "the retarded ones" (translating from Persian or one of those).

Year of the Rabbit [Hole].

I like that Joe Rogan is compassionate regarding Alex Jones.  These were among the Youtube personalities of my day, along the the Gregory Brothers (includes a sister).

Friday, January 20, 2023

The Dark Side of TV

Lots is already written on the "dark side" of TV, so your mind, dear reader, may already be racing ahead, showing me darkness.  We could start with all the overt drug pushing, shocking to British viewers that time they tuned in, to hear Oprah interview the royal couple or whatever it was.  The TV itself is just a device, but a lot of folks hope to turn it into a bully pulpit, including me from time to time.

On the topic of bully pulpits:  how different are these from soap boxes, and how do we train a machine learner to distinguish between the two?  When is so and so being tyrannical, and when is so and so exercising freedom of speech, and how do these overlap?  For analysis purposes, we need a spectrum.

Spectrum:  on the one hand, you have someone sounding bold and sincere about a topic, with no obvious leverage over the listeners i.e. the power of the rhetoric, lets say invective, is what the speaker is banking on, the powers of persuasion (hold that thought).  On the other hand, you have a commanding officer barking orders surrounded by people trained to obey.  The speaker has more than "just opinions" when able to use powers of coercion.  The spectrum runs from persuasion to coercion.

Powers of persuasion:  that gets us back to advertising and using what we know of human psychology to develop compulsions and motivations.  TV is for brainwashing (socializing) around lifestyle practices around associated brands. The term "lifestyle" is just a placeholder here, perhaps a euphemism.  Slavery is a lifestyle, as is soldiering.  The word itself connotes glossy magazine shots of well off civilians, with their cigarettes and alcohol and healthy bodies, around a swimming pool.  Wouldn't you want all that for yourself?  Come to our workshop, our church etc.

Change of subject (sort of).  My YouTube recommendation engine, giving me a "beaten track" through the jungle, is queuing up lots about "toxic fandom" (a bad thing) i.e. paying customers registering their disappointment with a given product.  A typical pattern is the remake.  Confronted with the design science revolution as the "next big thing" the cowardly capitalists shy away, preferring to re-fight World War 2 in some dimension, and in the meantime they remake past hits with live action and computerization, like in Mary Poppins.  The acting may not be getting better, but the computerization sure is.

Hollywood seems to be charging down a dead end tunnel associated with the wider California mindset, which is tainted by gold rush "get rich quick" fantasies.  With enough action and special effects, and demographically focused pandering, to some semi-fictional Gen Z or whatever (sounds Russian), we should be able to recoup the investment and then some, winning a money game that top guns respect.  Some of us respect Scientology because of how much money it made for itself, and for no other reason.  I'm not saying that's me, and I've never been a Scientologist (Quakers have "clearness committees" or "committees for clearness" -- I've blogged about that observation).

I respect California for broader reasons, including for its trippiness e.g. Esalen and like that.  We're talking epigenetics here.  I have no interest in discussing "racial stock" or "preferred genes".  The sense in which Social Darwinists were right is the sense in which Social Darwinism failed to compete effectively.  We're beyond Marx versus Darwin or whatever it was.

Likewise I respect the IC (intelligence community) for what I anticipated it might become, and it became, i.e. an outgrowth of networks and networking beyond the masterminds inside any government.  We still have the high seas and its own laws, beyond the supervision of landlubbers.  That sounds like the premise for many a TV show, ala Joss Whedon or someone else with a Matrix mentality.  I'm coming from Operating Manual for Spaceship Earth obviously (obviously if you've been doing your homework).

I always thought we were cowardly to make Amsterdam bear the brunt of drug tourism, not that we have to call it that.  All the downsides of an experiment, concentrated in one place, means only a few types of solution get tried.  I was glad when Portland stepped up to the plate, and other cities willing to work within an alternative legal matrix (a different namespace).  We want to keep moving in the direction of medicalization versus letting the punitive morality police be in charge.  Back to bully pulpit.

How much are nurses bullies, when upholding an oath to fight for life?  They do things patients find uncomfortable, to try to keep them alive.  What if the patient would prefer to die?  That's a perennial question for the medical sciences.  We prefer investigations in psychology over how much time in prison our predecessor gave out as prescriptions.  The entire culture is obsessed with putting so and so in jail, even where the diagnosis is some kind of crazy.  The same issue comes up around guns.  How does one keep the crazies from enacting their fantasies?

Speaking of crazies and their fantasies, who would have thought:  a tank war in the 21st century.  That something so dark ages could break out was presaged however.  The degeneration of international law as a namespace ended up putting nation-states through the blender in some ways.  The crazies saw no reason to obey.  They saw a direct path from A to B.  How does a mental hospital self heal, when the doctors themselves are obsessed with nutty theories?  That's not just an academic question.

I'm skeptical that the medical profession has its act together insofar as the war on drugs does not get more intelligent attention.  Tucker Carlson says all the bad stuff is coming across borders, but what about by small airplane, and what about cocaine?  Follow the cocaine to Wall Street and major money laundering by the deep state, or pick on the poor and homeless, the pedestrians, the street people.  When you think "drug dealer" think "private plane".  That being said, I'm for medicalization as I've said.  Be frank about a president's drug habits.  I enjoy cannabis here in Oregon, perfectly legally.  I don't use cocaine.

Why do I keep bringing up drugs in connection with TV (the dark side)?  Because lifestyles are about anthropology and psychology and because TV is about programming the people, on a spectrum from persuasion to tyranny.

Sunday, January 08, 2023

AI Tube

In my view, YouTube GPT or whatever they call it, will offer us some hilarious views of ourselves in the mirror, shown here as the phonies we sometimes seem to be, even to ourselves.  

Deep fake pundits go on for hours, jabbering fluently, or so it sounds, about the events of the day, weaving in some analysis, plugging a product, handing off to another talking head.  All done by AI, according to deep ruts in the existing corpus, using standard newspeak (includes intonation).

That machines have caught up with phony intelligence and get to mimic us, throws that old monkey wrench of self doubt into the picture.  So we’re not gods after all.  We’re back to being robots again, Pinocchios, all proud of our so-called “consciousness” only to discover we never had any.  

That glass was empty, whereas the “unconscious” runneth over with nonsensical content.  

Life is a tale told by an idiot and yadda yadda.  Wait, am I cutting and pasting from a chatterbox right now?

What I’m really looking forward to is Quant TV GPT, meaning some Wall Street like nonsense with bulls against bears.  Should we be looking at T-Bills or holding out for a better yield that’s also more secure? What would that be?  Theranos?  Just kidding.  

But that’s the thing:  we’re allowed to go bust on a mega scale.  Humans make ruinous choices, but we often edit those out when writing official history.  What’s historic, memorable, worth recording, are those few non-ruinous courses of action.

I’ve had my own bookkeeping language, influenced by the “sunshine school” (an elite of the  astronomically minded).  

On the assets side, sunshine begets flowing rivers and the “water wheels” i.e. the labor-saving devices (including electronics) employed by humans to augment their own potential.  Photosynthesis, likewise fusion powered, begets both gas exchange and jungle formation.  

On the liabilities side, we’re in a world of hurt, a Ghetto Planet, suffering from the consequences of our own inaction and/or wrong actions.

Tuesday, January 03, 2023

Geographic Pedagogy

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In the previous (lengthy) post I took up the data layer containing sovereign nation border information.  Different schools preach different maps.  Stanford shows one Ukraine, whereas a Chinese "Google Earth" might show another.

Does that mean we're planning to use geography (the subject) to brainwash students?  Most definitely, if one means by brainwash:  learn by heart, make native.  The very image sounds threatening though.  Who wants their brain "washed"?  Brains are delicate and need to stay in their casings.

But yes, we're schooled early to see the various political borders, if only to later see them shift around.  That's part of the training.  Not my invention.  I got the same training.  I'm as brainwashed as you are, presumably.

However lets think about oceans, about water, which cover most of the Earth.  Long before we get to undersea or more floating cities -- which take time to emerge organically, from a requisite mindset, which we may not be up for -- we get cartoons.  

Artist conceptions, computer renderings, may seem arbitrarily realistic in the dimension of social media, i.e. as long as they're framed and on Facebook or whatever.

I'm as guilty as the next guy of sharing "fake building" memes, these amazing architectural feats of the imagination, many of them rather impractical once you think about it, not to mention impossible to pull off affordably, and/or implement for real, without making headlines.  

"Spot the Fakes" is a tricky game though, as architects have indulged in showing off what the new software can do, in the form of blueprints for real structures.  

This was Bucky's game as well, to wow us with blueprints, and the artist conceptions, but then, from time to time, to actually build it for real, as in Montreal in time for the Expo, to make the USA seem really on top of its game.  But lets not forget the Union Tank Car domes either.  Or the Climatron.

The point is not to bicker over whether Bucky took too much credit for all this Grunch business, and just revel in the sheer existence of EPCOT's Spaceship Earth, or the MSG geoscope in Las Vegas, its exterior skin especially (the internal skeleton is not classic geodesic), or the "giant golf ball village on Menwith Hill in England, or the Eden Project in Cornwall.

Disney was able to stand up to Bucky and pay homage without paying royalties.  The patents had entered the public domain by then.  The engineering firm was named Tishman.  I followed the story in the early 1980s, from my personal workspace (Magnolia 284) in Jersey City.

But they're not really fake when not pretending to be real, are they?  

Their realistic renderings, what architects are often especially good at, need not be that deceptive.  

Ditto in the movies.  

We know there's no place called Narnia where the director could talk the camera crews to film fauns, no planet called Pandora with camera crews in submarines.  These places have to be created artificially, like we do at Universal Studios.  

Verisimilitude, not veracity, is the goal.  But there's a fine line.  Cite WestWorld.  Cite the AI chatter boxen.

I'm wanting to use the deep ocean as a setting for animations, wherein we do what crystallographers do:  we partition space (the water) into lattices.  Shall we use Kepler's Bricks (rhombic dodecahedra) or Descartes' unit cubes?  Both obviously, and more besides.

We have transformations between lattices, which may amount to conventions vs. God-given, meaning we are not aiming to impersonate angry fathers and act like jerks, making tyrannical prisons out of bead games.

Kepler's Bricks fill space such that a sphere in each one of them is tangent to twelve others.  Radiating outward, from any ball (any IVM sphere as we call it) are these layers of 12, 42, 92, 162... balls.  The growing cuboctahedron.  The Vector Equilibrium in Bucky's parlance.  And also lattice-defining.

Both Kepler's Bricks make a lattice (repeating pattern), but so do the rods running ball center to ball center, connecting adjacent centers through the twelve diamond facets and perpendicular thereto.  

This dual lattice ends of carving space into two types of container, four sided and eight sided, with twice as many of the former type (2:1).  Volume-wise:  four-side : eight-sided = 1:4.

The above animation, encoded in words, form the "scenarios" of a "hypertoon spaghetti monster", meaning the tangle of animations converging to switch points where random segues, smooth transitions, happen, taking us from one scenario (spaghetti strand) to another.  

In one scenario, we might fade from an IVM skeleton (akin to cubic close packing and face centered cubic in other namespaces) to an actual ocean, with schools of fish.  

We pan around to find dangling sensors, each held in place relative the others, fixed by some flextegrity placeholder stiffening scheme, and each uniquely addressed by computer using (a, b, c, d) coordinates.  

The sensors might also be colored lights and by programming them, we make more spatial animations.

These are what I call reveries, and string together through hypertoon necklaces.  They take place "off shore" we could say, beyond the concerns of men, outside the jurisdiction of wanna be sovereigns with their pomp and circumstance.  

In the ocean depths, where we're free to dive into pure geometry, without the claptrap of nations, minus the political sphere.  

Again, you might call this a brainwashing.  We're deviating from purely XYZ (Descartes' Bricks) and moving to a different set of boxen.  That's not the standard North American curriculum for sure, not the usual Anglo-Saxon stuff.  Is the Kremlin behind us then?

Parents might come to the town halls and sound off, because we're not emphasizing right angles enough.  We're operating outside the established orthodoxy.  How is junior ever going to get a job as a high priest within the XYZ church?  How will the little darlings get their Ivy League educations, and proper manners?

Although I've been in the role of high and middle school math teacher more than most, on average, I've always taken a parallel extracurricular "Saturday Morning" approach, which might explain my also working for Saturday Academy off and on. 

Saturday is when the kids stereotypically get do what they like, and not what the teacher or authority figures want them to do.  Oft times, the elective activity of choice is watching television, or it did in my day.  That's when the sugar lobby had them cornered, just as they had the work-at-home mostly moms cornered with soaps.  For the dads they had sports bars, and games on the weekends.

They'd market relentlessly.  Mad Magazine told us all about it, pulling back the curtain and showing the machinery of Madison Avenue.  Meanwhile, communists and totalitarians did propaganda.  Our propaganda was called advertising or making commercials, and was much more innocent, sharable with kids.  I was sold.  I'd go into advertising someday maybe, and psychology (they go together right?).

The advertising of adult drugs (not just beverages) has since moved in big time, even as television has become more powerful.  The brainwashing has been intense, and continues to be.  Just ask your doctor.

So in some, yes, geography is a topic around which the various subcultures differentiate, in terms of how much attention they devote to what.  

A wannabe political science professor or diplomat or high ranking general, is probably going to spend a lot more time with the CIA Fact Book, or pandas data tables, trying to remember which sovereignty exports and/or imports what, than a wannabe math professor.  

The math professor is more likely out there in the deep oceans, cavorting with dolphins, engaged in space-filling honeycomb games with Archimedean honeycomb duals (i.e. Couplers and so on).  

And it's not either/or is it?  

When well rounded ambassadors get together, with their cultural attaches, on a sunny day, to clink glasses, toasting world peace, maybe they show off some their latest and greatest hypertoons on the LCDs, kind of like when Matteo Ricci wanted to impress the Chinese, with Renaissance style perspective painting.

Sunday, January 01, 2023

Regarding Borders

Middle Americas
SW TexMex Region

I just watched a YouTube about George Soros, with whom I've had no contact, nor have I worked for his NGOs to my knowledge, but maybe I did, as a CUE guy, with nonprofits my main clientèle.  

As an applications developer and like that, it wasn't my business to get nosy about sponsors or donors, even if I worked on donor databases.  Data is data.  I worked with medical data too and always maintained confidentiality.  It's easy to forget what you never really knew.

However, I can't claim to be on another planet from Soros either. As the author of one Project Renaissance, that spells out a whole public-private partnership ideology, which so-called "ruling elites" apparently these days favor, we might have some things in common.  I tend to admire Hungarians, as among my favorite Martians (citing Hargattai).

I can't say I'm that freaked out about governments working in partnership with NGOs in various ways; it seems inevitable, based on a crowded planet and the one motherboard, Spaceship Earth's.  Or not so crowded, depending on your perspective.  That's not saying I favored or had a hand in the design of Twitter's backdoor for state censors.  "Partnership" need not connote "clandestine".  

Lets just say I don't immediately shout "fascist" just because I see multiple sectors of society working together, semi-amicably. Some labels are best applied based on an empirical track record, and not on mere blueprints or back of the envelope diagrams.

My attitude towards borders is realistic i.e. I start with what is, i.e. what's defacto.  It's the idea of completely closed borders among nations, and the accompanying hole-free tracking of humans' movements, that has never been tried before. Governments didn't have that kind of tabulation power.  The Third Reich had the vision and motivation, and finally, the technology.

"Closed borders" would be an experiment run by social engineers, an experiment on a vast scale with only some wanting to sign on to make it happen, and in a rather totalitarian manner, as glaring exceptions cannot be tolerated, somewhat by definition.  Everyone needs to play along.  That's a red flag in my book.  If the experiment fails, is the damage reversible?  Who gets to judge when failure happens.  Has it failed already?

As the "global reach" authors have written, about transnational capitalism, the "great piracy networks" i.e. conspiracies among private fleet controllers, prototypical of today's corporations, have historically long predated anything so purportedly above ground and transparent as the modern constitutional nation state, a relatively new kid on the block.

In other words, modern nations have been the exception to the rule, and not for very long, against the backdrop of human history.  

Could we go back to mainly city-states?  I say "go back to" but with the caveat that it was never that simple, either then or now.  The city-state model is plenty Machiavellian, what with alliances and advances in encryption.

What's the difference between a city and a campus, by the way?  Sometimes the latter have their own power plants.  Might a school become a virtual nation?  I'm not saying we have laws for this, but nor have we laws for every aspect of crypto-currency use either.  The picture is still evolving in other words.

In this context of their potential eclipsing or disappearance, for lack of maintenance (we're back to talking about nation-states): even if the threat is existential (with respect to them), it's not necessarily the end of the world if they've faded.  That's a round-about way of saying we shouldn't take nations for granted if we want to keep them around.  They'll get shrugged off.  We're doing EPCOT now.  Tomorrowland, featuring Spaceship Earth, looks relatively nation free (with pavilions preserved to sell merch, like Chinese food).

We need to distinguish customs checks from border patrols for example, when debating and discussing these intertwined issues.

An airplane is well over the border before it lands in some airstrip in Arkansas, and so any search of its contents, checking against a published manifest, could technically be customs, but not border patrol.  

Prohibition, its enforcement, paid some attention to borders but often transgressed, using foreign countries and/or international waters as a battleground for a civil war over alcohol and other substances (here is where "substance control" comes in). 

Prosecution of what are not considered crimes in a foreign state, outside of one's region of jurisdiction, represents a breakdown in law and order.  Imperialism entails imposing or attempting to impose one's jurisdiction, one's edicts, by hook or by crook, upon a resisting, countering intelligence that does not recognize said empire's authority or legitimacy.

I've already circled the writings of Col. J. Fletcher Prouty quite a bit in these blogs, and in my YouTube channel too.  He's a far better authority on these matters, of the battles over substance control, than I am, given my parochial perspective.  

Oregon is one of those liberal states in wanting to medicalize, versus criminalize, the campaign against drug abuse.  Drug abuse happens everywhere and our attention should not be narrowed to focus only on the criminal cases.  Big name foundations helped launder the proceeds from the Oxycontin push.   Media channels take money from crooks all the time, we've learned, even if these crooks have the best lawyers on their teams.

Many old timey religious types tend to favor moralizing "bad guys" talk over more psychological "sick guys" talk, as their remedy takes the form of punishment, versus "sending to the doctor" the way a more merciful God would do.  Playing the angry father tends to be one of the easier forms of grandstanding, and hence the shrill tone of so much politics.  I suppose they consider it "fire and brimstone" (apocalyptic?).

Anyway, I acknowledge permeable borders, and am not surprised at them, as permeability is part of my more generalized model of a biological membrane.  That's what membrane means:  there's leakage, at some frequencies, or call it filtering.  

When systems become super intolerant of exceptions, they tend to become brittle and therefore fragile and therefore anxious about their own longevity, which leads to further fragility and so on, a descending spiral, ending on the ash heap of history.

Question:  Do I want all borders to become one hundred percent impermeable based on the interests of their true and rightful controllers?  I'd begin answering by questioning the question.

First question:  why would it matter what I think or want?  Big wheels are turning.  I'm the observer-flaneur in this, with my sketch pad open.  It's not "historical determinism" to say cosmic forces are at work.  "The sun shines" is just as obvious.  

Sure, Bucky Fuller showed up with his Dymaxion Map with its nationless data layer.  More political world maps, making their debut around the same time, are by now obsolete, given shifting borders.  Nations come and go, and that's the reality, not just propaganda.

Second question:  Has this ever been tried?  Don't pretend you're the one representing some status quo at least, if you're one of those "borders rule, no exceptions" types.  I'd call exceptionless borders the wet dream of ultra nationalists, perhaps coming true at last?  

Third question: was this planet meant for nationalists only?  What about gypsies?

When it comes to the southwest TexMex region, I think it has a precious Disney-influenced identity it needs to show off as friendly and sophisticated, not war-like.  Peaceful is the new normal where international eco-tourism is concerned.  Theme parks need to keep their own bombardment to a minimum, for business reasons.  Operational tanks are just too Jurassic, outside of museums and circus spectaculars.  They masquerade as other than Dark Ages devices, convincing no one.

In truth, Americans of all stripes pour across the borders semi-indiscriminately each day, as the already sufficiently documented.  

Unfettered travel across state borders is the norm within the United States (and what the EU was shooting for internally) wherein documentation may still be an issue, just probably not at physical border crossings.  

Interstate lines are only lightly policed in the USA, with no mandatory pullovers.  Weigh stations for trucks are something else.

Document policing is closer to substance control, and these may coincide at some border, as when and if one of your critical documents (e.g. a passport) has expired.  I'm looking at renewal myself.

Bureaucracy aside, I'm for stressing the so-called Latin American world (part of the West) as its own destination, and whether you're in the United States or not (e.g. for a conference) may be somewhat of a technicality, not of primary importance. The venue is isolated and guests don't stay for long.

It's not like people outside the US don't have Uncle Sam style merch on display, perhaps for sale, so you can't go by what's in anyone's front yard or souvenir store inventory, necessarily, to determine whether they're an outpost.  Every nation has its shadow diaspora, proud of its roots, and not hiding it (or disguising it, as the case may be).


 

Monday, December 26, 2022

Revisiting Dallas

I've actually not yet been to Dallas, nor toured the museum (obviously).  Is that buckyball still there, looking down on Dealy Plaza?

However, I did budget myself permission to dive in to three conspiracy theories at a time, bouncing around between them, and not all three slots had to be occupied.  I picked two of the most obvious:  JFK and 911.

Regarding the JFK one, we may be coming to the end of the road, as the truth that Oswald was deep in the deep state, an operative, is now finally becoming mainstream.  The as-yet-unborn (when it happened) have wanted their due by law:  "we don't care, just tell us, OK we thought so" is kind of how it's going.

Of course they do care on some level, just as they care about a government that has back door (behind the scenes) access to Twitter.  It'd be better to have a more even playing field, with law enforcement being more public and obvious about its objections, going after Tweeters that broke some real law, not some ad hoc "community standard" cobbled together by corporate dweebs, and without taking unfair advantage.  

We know a lot of them would like to shell us, out here in the American Donbass, where we freely play by our own rules.  They already dispatched Border Patrol under the last crook.  They seem to hate Portlandia for some reason.

I've come at the story through Kerry Thornley, a Discordian and friend of Oswald's, although not an associate or co-conspirator.  According to Jim Garrison and others, he typified the Oswald type in some degree:  unafraid of the establishment because able to navigate it.  Only to a point though.  We see what happened to Oswald.

Kerry gets me thinking of the Laurel Canyon generation, circa The Doors and Frank Zappa.  A lot of these kids were refugees from military-industrial nuclear families back east, and as such were unafraid of authority, having sprung from the same matrix.  I'd put Tucker Carlson in the same boat:  a privileged dog, never beaten.

These parents were not that tyrannical, I report from experience.  Curtis Yarvin had a similar upbringing I think, another egg hatched in the church incubator.  It's more an "elitist" than a "working class" mentality.

In interviews with Kerry as an old man with nothing to hide, he revealed what today sounds like shocking anti-Kennedy rhetoric.  That hatred for the Irish Mafia (a term of endearment) was deep seated, and tour guides such as Colonel Fletcher Prouty (Oliver Stone's "Man X") tried hard to tell us why.  It's a psychological tale, and those aren't always the easiest to communicate.

Scholars have traced Lee's final attempt to make a phone call, from prison, we think to someone familiar with his long career as an intelligence community asset.  He had not "defected" to Russia so much as he was transplanted, with authorization.  More, he had proved his immunity to either side's propaganda, which made him seem dangerous.  

I see no evidence he was the shooter though, or even one of them.  He and Jack Ruby came from the same underworld, a world scrubbed from the narrative by the Warren Commission, mostly because the American public was not sophisticated enough to appreciate the criminal element.  They hadn't yet seen Breaking Bad and like that.

My view is not fringe or marginal in light of recent declassifications and pundit banter.  I'm hiding out in the crowd with these views, as a blogger, not "in the closet" nor with any need to be.  I'm not suddenly "a subversive" because I've been caught promoting mainstream views.

Saturday, December 24, 2022

Synergetics: An Onboarding for Russians


"Onboarding or organizational socialization is the mechanism through which new employees acquire the necessary knowledge, skills, and behaviors in order to become effective organizational members and insiders." -- Wikipedia

What I bring up in the video above, is the power that Computer World has manifested, in terms of coming up with viable subcultures that bring people together on the basis of shared artifacts, such as numpy in my case.

Where I'm likely to cross paths with Russians, Ukrainians, Lithuanians and other eastern states, is in the context of an OSCON, here in Portland, perhaps at an Nginx booth.  OK, so Nginx was bought out by a Silicon Forest company.  Not every Russian knows that.

Ergo, with these channels already open, and with a vital home grown philosophy already frequenting these channels, a basis for opening communications seems in the cards.  From my point of view, it's about content.  Do we want to debate as if we were neocons?  I don't.  I'm not interested in defending NATO or whatever.  Our family worked with Libya after all.

Given the internet is still working, giving me a working group (M4W) in Lithuania (hello Vilnius), I'm confidant we'll be making more headway in the months ahead.  We don't have to wait for a next in-person OSCON or Pycon, to get more balls rolling.  I envision a coding school co-venture, with Silicon Forest participation.

Tuesday, December 20, 2022

Crypto

Faux Cyrillic

The world seems pretty confused about the crypto currency craze.  The impulse to create currency is not new.  People do not always want to scrape and save to build reserves of someone else's unit of value.  A big part of a token's worth is its exchangeability, meaning merchants accept it for their own reserves.

In Critical Path, the Bucky Fuller opus, we have coinage backed not by gold, but by cattle.  This crescent shaped coin was likely wearable, like a bracelet.  Every bracelet might represent so many head.   If I'm able to redeem my bracelets for cattle, then I might exchange them for something else, worth as much as that cattle.

I've been looking at crypto in connection with arcade games, the winning of which relates to control over allocation.  The hero has a profile, of championing causes.  Win a game, donate the tokens.  How do these tokens translate to "real" currency?  How does "real" currency translate into milk, butter and burritos?

If I'm able to exchange token X for a burrito, and if a burrito is worth $10, then by the transitive law, a token is worth about $10.

Do food truck merchants have a way to accept crypto?  I'll gladly pay $12 to get a fresh new crypto wallet on my phone, and then use $10 of that to buy a burrito with it, using transaction infrastructure.

Over on FSI, I pointed out to our resident tetrahelix expert, that a so-called blockchain, such as what Bitcoin uses, could easily be graphically represented as a growing tetrahelix.  

Each block in the blockchain is a regular tetrahedron.  Successive blocks, each containing records of transactions, bond face-wise to continue the blockchain spiral.  

That image might be a part of some wicked cool marketing, for some "beyond the cube" blockchainers.  We're watching the space.

Saturday, December 17, 2022

Blue House News

Carol Meets Sydney

The big news, of course, is the dog:  Sydney.  Our extended family up north dropped her off on extended loan, a Christmas present for Carol, who has been asking for a canine companion.  She joined us yesterday and has been adorable ever since. 

Just now, I "he manned" it through the briar patch, the side yard, to prove I could win against brambles and reach the gate, and close it.  We don't want Sydney wandering off.  I have a driveway gate also, to guard visitors from the vicious dogs.

In other news, I've jumped back into curriculum development and testing.  By testing I mean practicing, as when doctors and lawyers "practice".  One may become "practiced" (experienced) but these professions stay in practicum mode, not claiming higher seniority than "practitioner".  

Come to think of it, "practitioner" is akin to "professor".  The former practices something, say an art, or over the road trucking (OTR type, meaning in contrast to in-city delivery and so on).  The latter "professes" about something, i.e. lectures.  We've all seen the "chalk and talk" genre, unlikely to disappear, but getting more competition.  Sir Roger Penrose likes using transparencies, with an overhead projector.

The testing materials are not by me, primarily, but are secondarily.  I'm getting the synthesis and branding from a track curator closer to Istanbul (Byzantium), with a local version on Github I'm free to modify and expand.  

For example, I added a sudoku.py module this morning, which is supposed to brute force recurse a solution to a 9x9 sudoku, meaning generate a solved one from a pseudo-random seed.  If it won't solve, try a new seeds.  It'll take thousands of attempts and take up to 25 seconds to get one.  All in Python, using numpy, which is the main point (to show numpy in action).

I'm still coming up to speed on sudoku though.  For example, how do I know a given puzzle has only one solution?  Do a simply try to solve it several times and see if all answers are equivalent.  That's mean putting more randomization into the algorithm I'm using now.

Zoom World is alive with memorial services and memory sessions regarding CJ, quite a few years my junior.  A comprehensivist scholar, consciously pioneering what that even means (and doing a good job of it).

I could update about other family members, but I'm not posing as some exhaustive chronofiler, trying to capture every detail of my life.  My blogs provide only glimpses.

We held our Winter Solstice potluck at the Linus Pauling House, as we've been doing, with a Zoom-only interval.

Monday, November 28, 2022

Prospectus


prospectus: [noun] a preliminary printed statement that describes an enterprise (such as a business or publication) and that is distributed to prospective buyers, investors, or participants.

I'd put the emphasis on "participants" but in the vernacular one participates because one "buys in" and/or "invests" in a particular way to go, lets call it a lifestyle. You wanted to be in the movies? Don't tell me you're not recording right now. And right now. So be a star, you're on.

Anyway, the above YouTube has the flavor of a New Years type recap, where I'm projecting forward based on the both recent and more distant past.  The Urbit theme is somewhat new.  Martian versus Terran is more ancient, and connects to a certain Digital Math in the Digital Forest.

Quakerism is a theme for me, and my channel, but I'm not proselytizing so much as perpetuating that New England Transcendentalist tendency to transcend current normal lifestyles and try (experiment with) new things.  Quakers wanted to try ending slavery, upgrading mental health care facilities, humanizing prisons.

The promise of the open West in Westward-Ho! years was space to try stuff, to build in an empty canvas, but of course bringing along one's own demons and cultural baggage, aye, there's the rub.  But in this age of coast to coast zoning, the challenge is more one of leveraging density.  

Urban areas have long experimented with packing many ethnicities into overlapping enclaves.  Yes, there's been gang violence and yes, there've been advances in self governance.  We've taken these lessons of "getting along" to the large scale outdoor events, such as Rainbow Gathering (which I hasten to add I have yet to attend in person, but many in my cohort did), or Burning Man.  Or Woodstock (not the 1999 one).  Vortex One.

Alan Potkin, Viet Vet, educated me about Vortex One, and Oregon's role.  This is one of the few "counter-culture" events developed with overt state government support.  But then lets think how important the Oregon Country Fair is to Eugene and surroundings.  Think also of what a disaster Rajneesh Puram became, because the relationship with Salem (and of course Antelope) was adversarial.

The edge to work on is "camping" (the fun part of military campaigning), considered a recreational activity and leftover relic of self-reliance lifestyles, as also practiced in "Nomadland".  Urban street camping is in no way sexy.  FEMA camps, helping with drug rehab, are only feared, believed by praying Christians to be filled with state of the art guillotines, meant for them.  Meanwhile, we die from oxy.

The key to good camp design is transparency and a good mix of personnel, such as we had at Occupy Portland.  True, police steered all their long time hard cases in our direction, to see if we had ways of coping they didn't.  We did, but without sufficient sanitation, we were hardly in it for the long term.  OPDX was "doomed" from the beginning, but as I've posted elsewhere, we executed an orderly pullout, with some not getting the message.

Lots of therapist yoga teacher types would like to staff MASH units for the refugee addicts, if provided with sufficient sanitation.  That's the kind of asylum city we need to prototype anyway, for fast deployment where needed.  Our population is in the prototyping business.  You can call them paid lab rats, but then you can call me that too, paid with my daily bread I thank the Lord for, meaning not you (smile).

Hey, on that subject, I get it about thanking The Lord for His bounty (a Thanksgiving theme) in lieu of making one's obeisance to the Sheriff.  Democracy and monotheism are not a contradiction in terms, as in making God the King (yes I'm sticking to patriarchal motifs, sounding old timey) we're depriving any human peer of that role.  We're the sheeple, so don't get uppity and start calling yourself "our shepherd" or anything -- not unless we elect you, with term limits.

Likely a lot of this chatter sounds kind of alien, and of Cascadian origin.  Who thinks about "OPDX" (Occupy Portland) or Vortex in this day and age, let alone Rajneesh Puram?  I do, as the son of a city and regional planner, with a career starting in Portland, and with a long term interest in zoning and urban growth boundaries and such.  

But yes, in terms of demographics I'm more "barely off the reservation" in some respects, and a dark side of my Quakers might involve flashing lights and casino bling, as seen in carnivals.  I'm referring of course to Casino Math, my label for combinatorics and risk management (CROs study here).  In terms of the Cascadian economy (ecosystem), some of the funds funnel through Oregon State Lottery, and also the N8V network establishments (Tulalip, Stillaguamish, Grande Ronde... a long list of nations).

Tuesday, November 22, 2022

Playtime

Cyber Collage

Clockwise: Mastodon instance (dobbs.town); 52 Thinking Ideas Meetup (iPhone); assorted wireframe polyhedra

Monday, November 14, 2022

Glass Beads

The title is with reference to a famous Hermann Hesse novel, wherein intellectuals in the future, in our future too, play an academic game that generates the rest of culture, I don't remember to what radius, i.e. was this a whole planet, a global culture that GBGers created?  Rather than reread the book, I've been enjoying "3rd party" (i.e. critic) YouTubes.

Probably FSI comes closest to a GBG play Castle with respect to my own weekly routine, a HQS for glass bead game playing, a Hogwarts.  Was this Hogwarts under siege in the book, or otherwise threatened?  The very term "Castle" implies an continual fighting off of entropic forces, an effort to maintain a dynasty, some continuity in culture.  Castles require a lot of maintenance I bet.

Yesterday I skipped out on being in the audience, not for lack of curiosity (expecting a YouTube), but did join TrimTab (these are Zoom calls).  FSI = Field Structure Institute, with the central conversation pieces being like intersecting twisted inner tubes.  Their twist patterns hold significance.  

You might picture a tumbling tetrahedron inside each loop, to get more of a sense of the animations we've been sharing. 

I'm immersing myself in older mathematics these days. Glenn's aura of intense scholarship now haunts the building, in the form of binders, sculptures, collected buckyball dog toys (chew toys).  This gives me a boost, the influence of his Global Matrix.

Skeptics don't think dividing math into Casino, Supermarket, Martian and Neolithic is sufficiently sensible as, for example, how do we see Bernoulli math as "Neolithic" when so much of it is still state of the art, vital circuitry? I'm talking about my Silicon Forest concoction.

The short answer is we don't; we slide the Casino+Supermarket slider back to then, the time of Bernoullis, and look at their service to contemporaneous modeling, approximating, predicting, anticipating:  all Casino Math with Supermarket implications for what gets to the stomach, figuratively but also literally speaking.  Bernoullis (a mathematical family) remain in our future as well, I anticipate.

Relative to them in the past, looking forward, we're the Martians.  "Neolithic" is just a direction i.e. "in the rear view mirror" with respect to some now.  Looking forward:  the word "Martian" evokes strange and alien, maybe threatening, but also within reach, already being touched and probed:  the future is almost tangible, and will be, as its onrush has that air of inevitability.  The past may become stranger as well, as it recedes, or perhaps we just never had much time to explore it.  

The study of history is a luxury we should all be able to afford, InshAllah (Ø¥ِÙ†ْ Ø´َاءَ ٱللَّٰÙ‡ُ).

Here in the Matrix, our "daily bread" may be insufficient because others have risked our demise and deemed that a risk worth taking i.e. we were expendable in their eyes and now we have no bread.  Or maybe no others were in any position to save us.  That seems unlikely given the rhetoric.  So we die of starvation, or maybe they're aggressively hunting us as in wartime.  I've been watching some Philip K. Dick (adapted) scifi on the telly.  People are on the run from oppressors throughout The Man in the High Castle on Amazon Prime.

Picture another situation: being in a casino and running out of any more options.  Leaving broke is your next step.  There's a supermarket on the block but you have no money to buy stuff with.  Welcome to Las Vegas.

However, thanks to mathematics and its ability to give us models and more rational choice making, we steer clear of obvious money losing Ponzi schemes in the first place, by anticipating correctly what will more likely be a winning strategy.

Of course all that seems very remote from Bernoulli Numbers and how to compute them.  That was algorithmic knowledge i.e. step by step one could generate these humongous fractions.  Nowadays, in SymPy or Mathematica, you might just ask for the nth one.  Were Bernoulli Numbers what Ada was aiming for in her Babbage machine inspired notebooks?

The Data Center (Casino) is humming with tools, from Wolfram Alpha on down.  Wolfram is a good example of a Hogwarts or GBG HQS perhaps. On the timeline, from ancient past (Neolithic) to alien future (Martian) we have this axis populated with star mathematicians and their rational constructions, partially overlapping and feeding our appetites for automation.

To be more concrete, today I was working on Py4HS_Bernoulli, a Jupyter Notebook, where I tackle this idea of generating functions, and the coefficients of so-called Bernoulli Polynomials.  I am in no way expert on these topics, and my goal is to exercise the mechanics of specific tools:  numpy, sympy, pandas.

Why?  In the background I'm reading about Sheffer sequences in the context of a discourse also hoping to bring healing to warring regions, in this case the region in Eurasia currently experiencing tank and trench warfare, with missiles and drones.  

Casino + Supermarket again; risk versus likelihood of survival, as whatever one considers oneself to be.  The word "existential" is often used.  So there's a connecting theme: how to more successfully wire Planet Earth going forward, literally, as well as figuratively.

Wednesday, November 02, 2022

Remembering Glenn Stockton

Glenn Stockton

In memory of my good friend Glenn Stockton. My thanks to his support team, who helped him through his last weeks of life. Glenn grew up in Montana, then St. Helens and The Dalles, Oregon. The family then moved to Page, Arizona where his dad, by then an electrician, worked on the Glen Canyon Dam. 

Always a naturalist, Glenn learned the ways of the desert and its creatures.

After a short stint following in his dad's footsteps as a union journeyman, Glenn joined the military and, given his high aptitude scores, was sent to the language school in Monterey, then on to a secret base in Vietnam, as a code cracker. Glenn had huge respect for the Vietnamese language and culture.

He subsequently served at the NSA headquarters (Fort Meade) before enrolling in Antioch College and joining the counter-culture. Living both on and off the grid, he continued developing his skills. He built a stone home from scratch, and started a family.

He helped get a small factory up and running in Jerome AZ. The company made the most sensitive mercury vapor detectors in the business, important in gold mining.

I got to know Glenn when he moved to Portland, partly to stay close to his son and daughter. He became a Wanderer and continued to explore and develop his ideas as a widely read scholar and polymath.

He coined the term "Global Matrix" to encapsulate his research themes. We overlapped a lot in our thinking and enjoyed exploring ideas together. 

Sometime around the Fall Equinox in 2022, he checked himself into the VA. He was released the next day, but with a terminal diagnosis. He made it to Halloween, with help from his support team.

Glenn Stockton, 1962
Page, Arizona

Thursday, October 27, 2022

Comedy and Social Commentary

The role of "comedian" (as in standup) is especially interesting, and inherits from "court jester", a truth teller who knew the mind of the king well enough, so the story goes, to give him much needed cues in the form of harmless jokes.  "Hey King, you're being a jerk" might not be the right way to approach a particular king.  

They say King Trump was rather not into court jesters, but that's a rumor (he had Steve Bannon, Roger Stone and Rudy Giuliani), and besides we're supposed to pretend he was a President, not a King (I compromise on "impotus"), as if The District were still capable of staging anything remotely constitutional, now that unfettered money rules the roost.

Anyway, Ramy Youssef had a much easier job than Trump's jester (Biden is his own jester they tell me), with a large friendly audience of many fellow Arabs.  Pan-Arabism is alive and well once Arabs find themselves moored in distant places like Portland.  From this distance, Egyptian and Palestinian are very much one people, a lot like ethnic Russians and Ukrainians.

Actually, I'm somewhat off the mark.  Intra-Arab tensions and stereotypes must be addressed.  Ramy had a set of jokes about marrying a Saudi and thinking she might be inner circle enough to know something scandalous.  The audience responded with hoots and hollers.

In another sequence he psychoanalyzed  the role of the therapist in Muslim culture, a somewhat new thing for some, especially the oldsters.  Fears about what one's spouse might be saying, behind one's back, to her therapist, seemed to hit a note.

Ramy mocked how unsuited a Muslim would be for this therapist job, especially when it came to preserving confidentiality.  "Let's go tell your mom right now!" she would command.  No, if you want a competent therapist, you really need someone Jewish (laughter).

The jokes about Israel had to do with Ramy going back to a new girlfriend's house, and when she went off stage for a bit (in the story) he turned on the light and saw the giant Israeli flag used as decor.  Only a USA flag could have scared him more, in terms the twisted psycho-pathologies it suggested.  How could one reconcile such fears with sex when she came back?  Something to bring up with one's therapist later perhaps.

My friend Dr. T., a college professor who had the extra free ticket, found the show pretty funny, as did I, but we both noticed our place on the bell curve, in terms of age.  This was a mostly younger crowd.  When it came to the grandma and grandpa jokes, those were about us.

Ramy had some jokey stories about: loving his rescue dog (countering a stereotype) and how he came to own it by competing with white privilege; changing mask mores over the course of the pandemic; his refusal to endorse impotus Biden despite some arm twisting from the 2020 campaign.

Upon entering the theater, we had our phones imprisoned in felt pouches, which were handed back to us for safekeeping. At the show's conclusion, we filed past theater staff with magic pouch-opening devices.  

Given I'd had a couple Jack Daniels before the show down the street, at Bear Paw Pub (many thanks to Dr. D. for driving me), this funny phone business just added to the comedy.

Wednesday, October 26, 2022

Sunday, October 23, 2022

Circling Back

One may find it easier to give in to the doomy gloomy reports coming in from all corners.  These were tumultuous times.

However when one thinks back, those corners have always been there.  One's personal vantage point changes, but against something a lot more fixed and remote, or so it seems.

Halloween has come around again, with more of the usual bellyaching about how it might all be some Satanist plot and so on.  If you study folk religions, going back, you find some people are always up in arms about something or other.  What is life without melodrama?

I'm looking back over work around the Trucker Exchange Program, variously named.  I'd be foolish to back away from the Peace Corp influence, given my long history with Thirsters here in Portland, and as part of  a family that might invite you to dinner, give you a place to stay, if you were a volunteer overseas.  So were we (overseas voluntarily).

I'll be accused of trying to "gentrify" the job of trucker, now that tables might have turned, and coders are looking to learn a new lifestyle.  They used to tell truckers to "learn to code" which came across as obnoxious and annoying.  Part of the conceit was the coders were actively working to put truck drivers out of a job, because "driverless" would be just around the corner.

Some types of convoy service, like a truck-to-train hybrid, might be in the near future, but the fantasies they've been projecting lately have felt like recycled 1920s stuff.  You'll have those conversational robots tomorrow, as you prepare by becoming more like robots today (the better to converse with them, right?).

Probably this was one of those dialectical things, where apparent thesis (the profession of trucking) and its antithesis (no drivers needed) were on a collision course to higher synergy.

The job of "truck pilot" (and "crew") was about to get more data centric and feature more programming.  The coder-driver would take on multiple languages (human and computer) in the context of a work-study scenario in the Global U.  Truckers are the new citizen diplomats, with truck stops (campus facilities) our new venues for mutual understanding and diplomacy.  Don't leave it to the cube farmers and think tankers.

On the Synergetics front, I think we have a pretty good flow among the various websites, should browsers get into the groove, which is not saying they will.  

Let's just say some already have.  

We're not aiming to be too insistent or "in your face" as they say.  

I won't say "subliminal" so much as "peripheral" in the Amber Case way of talking.  We're here when you need us.

Sunday, October 09, 2022

Food Not Bombs Story

Food Not Bombs Story


What you see above is but a screen shot, not an embedded video.  I'm taking a YouTube I made, and adding it to Rumble.  This morning I made more content, exclusive to Rumble.  

If you're interested in following up, look to the Links widget on the right for a link to my 4Dsolutions channel on that network.

Wednesday, October 05, 2022

Dymaxion Map in the Foreground

Dymaxion Clown

Thanks to Alec's bio of Bucky being juicy, leading to higher sales, more capitalizing has occurred.  

Alec brings the Dymaxion Map into it, as he follows the chronology (Dymaxion Car, Dymaxion House, Dymaxion Bathroom...).  

By the time of that Life Magazine issue in 1943, Bucky was a King of the Hill when it came to lecturing the public on the drawbacks of using distorted maps.  National Geographic was quick to proffer up a host of better alternatives.  We've been watching the YouTubes about all this over on TrimTab.

Data scientists e.g. users of hex tile libraries, geopandas, ESRI products and so on, are going to think in terms of "data layers".  

The overlay of "nation states", like an endocrine system, or lymphatic, occupies its place on the stack of transparencies.  Fancy medical science textbooks came with these multi-layer anatomies.  

Now we have computers and animations that will perform even better.  Geo-spatial data visualizations are anatomy and physiology by another name, with their planetary focus.

Bucky wanted to pioneer a space of neutrality, using what one might call a map of prehistoric earth, but not in the sense of "continents shifted".  

We might still go with dinosaurs though, on this mythical Whole Earth with its Jurassic Park.  We could have several branches of hominid.  Unreal or Unity or Blender might be enlisted at this point.

Fast forward and we get to the Napoleonic Period, slowing to the US acquiring its fifty stars, teetering on the edge with Puerto Rico.  

That data layer is still accessible, through the Mercator, through the Gall-Peters, through whatever projection (mapping framework, coordinate system) you like.  

Just not the Dymaxion.  

We're deliberately ignorant and innocent of post Napoleonic stuff.  Give us our Neanderthal Ken and Barbie dolls, and our Dymaxion Map.  Forget the future, or at least that one.

These remarks provide some atmospherics designed to evoke that spirit of neutrality, when it comes to geopolitics.  

Given all the world maps on the shelf, it makes perfect sense that at least one would be nation free by deliberate design.  Why not?  We won't be trapped in some "time period". 

Not only that, it's sophisticated in other directions as well.  

I sound like a salesman don't I?  One who "believes in his product".

Thursday, September 22, 2022

Statecraft: the Crafting of States

Globe & Map

One idea of a nation is it's like a tribe, a large group with some shared ethnicity i.e. common customs and language.  "These are my people" say the denizens of such a nation.

Another idea of a nation is a kind of cybernetic machine that lets people of many ethnicities co-exist.  This is not a recent idea or invention.  The value "cosmopolitan" comes to mind, as older than "multicultural".

The federations of states in North America, including those of Lower48, along with the provinces of Canada, have internalized a lot of the "melting pot" aesthetics that go with the cosmopolitan mindset, although acceptance of diversity also allows for niches and enclaves (or call them "ghettos" as in the "Buddhist ghetto" like where I live -- also known as Asylum District), so-called neighborhoods.

That my family should have to live next door to some other family of greatly different heritage seems unfair and wrong according to the first set of criteria.  The Clint Eastwood film here is Gran Torino.  The retired factory worker from Detroit resents having to live next to refugees from Asia -- until he gets to know them better.

People in the federated states of North America tend to see a state as cosmopolitan and cybernetic, unless they feel threatened by such notions, in which case the idea of fragmenting into local "stans" may be attractive.   Some people suggest that, if you want a "whites only" experience (as if "white" were either a race and/or ethnicity, whereas it's neither), you might try moving to Idaho.

To cosmopolitan ears, the parochialism of "Ukraine for Ukrainians" meaning "Russians go home" sounds like nationalism of the first sort.  More like Kurdistan, a place for Kurds.  On the other hand, many European nations, especially those with a colonial past, have embraced the values of cosmopolitanism.  Their idea of a state is it should work for multiple ethnicities.

India supposedly wants to stay multicultural, meaning Hindu and Islamic subcultures get to share the same infrastructure.  Again, the temptation is to give in to tribalism, more like some Ukrainians, some Americans.  States that know how to accommodate multiple ethnicities might be more experimental, but then in principle they may be more robust, as they better mirror the whole earth in microcosm.

We might ask similar questions about corporations, sports teams, religious institutions:  are they able to hold it together even when there's lots of diversity?  That's a question to ask more than to answer.  The jury is still out in so many cases, meaning Judgement Day has not yet arrived, apparently.

What hurts Ukraine's prospects of staying in the game, as a nation, are its ultra-nationalists, the ones who say "Ukraine is for ethnic Ukrainians only".  That's an attitude Europeans are taught is immature, too immature to be a basis for statehood.  Ukraine's inability to stomach its own Russian population seems to have doomed it from the beginning, at least in the eyes of some spectators.  

Ethnic chauvinism may be safely repackaged as "pride" around which parades are permissible, even festivals.  But raining on others' parades is considered gauche and rather tasteless, as a rule of thumb.  Again, I'm speaking from a globalist perspective.  Tribalists will take a different view.

When it comes to tribalism, that's where I believe in "diaspora nations" and/or "virtual nations" that don't need to claim vast tracts of contiguous land.  Ethnicities cohere more through telecommunications than through sharing common acreage.  We could call a supranational corporation, say Global Data Corp, such a tribal ethnicity, although again, management may value diversity along several axes, without surrendering the company's tribal nature.

Saturday, September 17, 2022

Campfire Hero

I'm still the hero in little ways, like when my router died, and I found a new one on sale (because an older model) for cheap, got it up and running in short order.  In the meantime, the CenturyLink modem came with its own Wifi, and I've learned to keep one of the laptops on direct Ethernet.

Just now I was a hero because I'd regenerated some access token with one chance to copy it, for Github access. That's where I'm working with teachers on a High School of Tomorrow kind of curriculum, one that incorporates Github and Git.  So I should know this stuff right?  I more swill around in it, the big pig, learning as I go.  The proud boar in the mud.

The WiFi laptop had no idea of the Ethernet laptop's doings and when I went to git push, authentication failed immediately.  How could I (a) force Git to prompt for new credentials (lots of Windows answers) and (b) push the new token through its password mouth.  That was my morning battle, with coffee and time off to think it through slowly.  I believe I came to an optimal solution, which I'll not bore you with.

OK, I will, bore on!  I emailed the token from one laptop, equivalent to archiving it in the cloud and do we trust the cloud.  Maybe the next step is to delete that email.  Then, after wandering through some reams on StackOverFlow, I finally found this gem (for my problem).  The next git push caused a prompt, and I've verified username.  The new token served.

Finally, I managed a second time this season around that 14 mile loop, down to OMSI, south to Sellwood (the new extended pavement got us lost), over to I-205 (past Precision Cast Parts), and north to Division.  That's not exactly how it all went, given a flat tire (not one of mine).  Division was repaved and ready, for today...

What's today?  TriMet unveils its new "bendy bus" service along route 2, from Gresham to downtown by way of Division and OMSI.  The service is free to help publicize, familiarize, do some testing.  Tomorrow it starts "for real".  TriMet is the hero, for sculpting a future (chiseling new features).  That reminds me of another hero story...

I finally tackled Apple Pay and got a virtual Hop card wired to a credit card in my virtual wallet.  The next time I hop a bus, I should be able to wave the phone somehow.  Except not today as the debut service is free.

You've gotta do some of your own patting yourself on your own back, for a job well done from time to time.  Others may not have time for your details, which they've dismissed as irrelevant.  You're being a hero nonetheless, and giving yourself credit for it.  

I'm saying that's healthy sometimes, like logs on the fire, as we keep the mythic (mithraic) campfire burning.

A next chance to be a hero:  that newly regenerated Github token expires soon.