Bobtuse Commentary

A Thought on Science & Religion

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Fri, 28 Oct 2016 13:17:00 +0000

Science is a differential equation. Religion is a Boundary Condition.¹
— Alan Turing

When Turing wrote "Science is a differential equation. Religion is a Boundary Condition", I think he meant that science and mathematics are abstractions we've invented, and improved upon over millennia, to help us to objectively explain things using logic & reason as we humbly strive for intellectual honesty — not unlike how differential equations objectively model the dynamics of phenomena in space and time.

Turing's metaphor that religion is a boundary condition refers to an observable human foible that whenever we bump up against the limits of comprehension, we make shit up.

FOOTNOTES

Epigram to Robin Gandy (1954); reprinted in Andrew Hodges, Alan Turing: the Enigma (Vintage edition 1992), p. 513.

Leadership & Self-Reflection

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sun, 04 Sep 2016 15:24:00 +0000

Portrait of George Washington
by Charles W. Peale (1775–76)

George Washington was a humble critic of his capabilities.

“While I realize the arduous nature of the task which is conferred on me and feel my inability to perform it, I wish there may not be reason for regretting the choice. All I can promise is only that which can be accomplished by an honest zeal.”
— George Washington, President elect, 1789

A month into his Presidency, following the first quadrennial presidential election of 1789, Washington expressed the weight of his responsibility:

"I walk on untrodden ground. There is scarcely any part of my conduct which may not hereafter be drawn into precedent."

In contrast, 57 quadrennial election cycles later, is a mashup of Mr. Trump’s fetishistic braggadocio as the presumptive GOP nominee for the same office:

“The beauty of me is that I’m very rich. My fingers are long and beautiful, as, it has been well documented, are various other parts of my body.”
— Mr. Trump

Mr. Trump’s blind spot for his considerable limitations and inestimable weaknesses suggest he's, at best, capable of command-by-coercion like other infamous authoritarian strongmen.

The capacity for honest self-reflection is a predictive indicator for successful leadership.

Religion, Reflection & Change

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sat, 03 Sep 2016 19:43:00 +0000

Someone asked, "If forced at gunpoint, what religion would you choose?"

Forced at gunpoint, I’d be a convincing liar.

Last weekend, nosing around the forgotten towns of rural America, I rolled into Underwood, Minnesota, population 341. One of the Main Street buildings was a modest church. I pulled over.

The sign reads:

Prayer does not change things; prayer changes people, and people change things.

If prayer is quiet reflection, then this message resonates with me.

Forced at gunpoint to choose a religion, I’d say I’m an Underwood Unitarian.

Stationary Waves

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sun, 28 Aug 2016 15:33:00 +0000

Stationary waves are a predictable phenomena caused by jumps in the contour of a riverbed.

Small-town America was abruptly abandoned about forty years ago. Angry tribes of white-complected people are prepared for battle with proverbial pitchforks.

Cresting stationary wave in the Otter Tail River
below Fergus Falls Dam

The embittered people who remain in largely insular, hardscrabble towns range from dysfunctionally depressed to putting on a happy face for tourists who visit their town to escape the stress of some modicum of economic viability in pockets of urban America.

Stationary Waves is a poem that includes a cresting stationary wave found in a river that surges through a small town in western Minnesota like a pulsing blood vessel, overlain by my knee-jerk impressions of a town in decline.

Stationary Waves
Fergus Falls, 28 August 2016

Naked bedrock
punctuates history
like a stationary wave
reveals a shameful deceit

Black flies circumnavigate
the Fergus Falls imbecile
like delinquent exoplanets
orbit a fading red dwarf

Colonies of pickup trucks
permanently stuck in reverse
back into empty spaces
in overflow parking

Women’s Equality Day

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Fri, 26 Aug 2016 22:13:00 +0000

Vintage ERA YES button

Congress hasn't done much for women in the past 45 years.

Today is Women’s Equality Day.

In 1971 the 66th Congress designated August 26 as Women’s Equality Day at the behest of social activist and women's rights icon Rep. Bella Abzug (D-NY).

Sadly we'll endure the inept 114th Congress, paralyzed by small-minded ideologues, until January 3, 2017. It is my fervent hope the political pendulum in Congress will swing back toward people-centric equality issues.

Sadly the flurry of #WomensEqualityDay tweets on my Twitter timeline was exceeded by #NationalDogDay. I've a soft spot for dogs, but I love women. And I'm passionate about equal rights for all.

The #WomensEqualityDay tweets reminded of the ERA YES button I got just a few years into my political awakening in the late 1970s. The protracted struggle of Equal Rights Amendment has shaped my political world-view.

Progress is rarely revolutionary and rarely sudden. Progress is almost always a long and determined slog.

Clinton Misses the Message

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sat, 23 Jul 2016 03:49:00 +0000

Sec. Clinton’s VP choice of another corporatist neo-liberal demonstrates how shockingly little the DNC and beltway Democrats have understood about this historic Presidential election cycle.

After the rise and resonance of Sen. Sanders’ wealth inequality message, Sec. Clinton and the DNC are still profoundly deaf, dumb, and blind to the national zeitgeist of economic insecurity. Even the churlish megalomaniac Mr. Trump seems to have grokked this message from day one. Nut-wing conservatives and milk toast neo-liberals like Sec. Clinton have sold us down the road.

Sec. Clinton will still have my reluctant vote, but the choice of Tim Kaine is a head scratcher. Clinton’s safe pick of Gov. Kaine seems risky in this economic climate.

How does the DNC bring energetic millennials into the big tent? Not with Tim Kaine. Hows does the DNC excite the base? Not with Tim Kaine. Why didn’t Sec. Clinton reach out to mend fences with progressives by making a bolder pick? Sec. Clinton is thumbing her nose at Sanders millennials & old lefties like me. This VP pick is a personal affront.

Sec. Clinton needs to pull a rabbit out of the hat next week in Philly. People are ready to burn this shit down.

Still, the #1 most compelling reason to hold your nose to vote Hillary Clinton besides stopping the churlish megalomaniac? At least two Supreme Court nominations are in the offing.

Opposition to Mining Near BWCA

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Wed, 20 Jul 2016 14:00:00 +0000

TO:	U.S. Forest Service, Superior National Forest^*
DATE:	July 20, 2016
RE:	Opposition to Renewal of Twin Metals’ Federal Mineral Leases

I oppose the renewal of Twin Metals’ Federal mineral leases, MNES 1352 & 1353 in northeastern Minnesota. As a Minnesota resident, I agree with Gov. Dayton that underground copper-nickel mining near the jumping off point for the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness (BWCA), 10 miles from Ely, MN, is too close to a much valued water and wilderness resource. The BWCA has been enjoyed by generations of people in Minnesota and beyond. Preserving this unique water recreational area serves the Common Good. While the several hundred jobs that Twin Metals’ mining offers is enticing in dire economic times, mining has historically resulted in unacceptable environmental degradation. Harvesting non-renewables for profit is the old-school thinking that has characterized previous centuries. Such short-sightedness regarding heretofore unspoiled recreational resources is a disservice to current and future generations. I am concerned that Federal agencies, perennially squeezed by Congressional ideologues, will not have the necessary budget to provide essential regulatory oversight of the Twin Metals’ mining operations. Inadequate regulatory oversight of mining operations poses an unacceptable risk to the BWCA, to Ely residents, and to other valued resources in the area. Sincerely, Bob MacNeal Saint Paul, Minnesota

Sunset over Pose Lake, a small lake accessible only by foot.
Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness

^*email to: TwinMetalsLeaseInput@fs.fed.us on July 20, 2016.

Merging Voices

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Fri, 24 Jun 2016 13:47:00 +0000

The central scripture of Sikhism, the Guru Granth Sahib, proposes this on selfishness:

"Give up your selfishness, and you shall find peace; like water mingling with water, you shall merge in absorption."

Applying ancient Sikh wisdom to a twenty first century rush hour lane merge is not so simple.

A friend posted this animation of an idealized zipper merge fearlessly defying a

dictum of decorum: Never discuss religion, politics, or the zipper merge.

Regrettably I am unable to elevate my consciousness to the zipper side.

I know rivers were carved and scoured by eons of rushing water.

"Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it." — Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It

Like Maclean, I know that rivers flow over rocks from the basement of time, but a merging traffic lane is a more immediate than the epochs of geology.

A voice on my left shoulder says,

"You've moved 10 feet in 20 minutes, yet that fucker wants to cut in front of you? Inch up man! Inch up!"

A voice on my right shoulder reasons,

"Go ahead merge at the last second in front of all of those poor schlubs. Studies show it's the most efficient means of funneling traffic."

Both voices make sense, but in the immediacy of the moment my emotional left shoulder overrules my logical right.

The good news is that I left all of this traffic madness behind over a year ago when I decided to leave the twentieth century parked at home in the garage. I've opted instead for foot, bike, bus, and light rail.

Here's a picture of me commuting on foot...no filter.

The Scream

Merchants Have No Country

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Mon, 21 Mar 2016 14:44:00 +0000

I'm conflicted on aspects of Jeffersonian Democracy, but dude got it right when he wrote,

"but merchants have no country. the mere spot they stand on does not constitute so strong an attachment as that from which they draw their gains."

Jefferson was admonishing New England merchants and shipowners who were more concerned about diminishing the profitability of transatlantic trade than rallying around their country in the War of 1812.

Fast forward 200 years. US companies have $2.1 trillion clams parked overseas for the sole purpose of avoiding US corporate taxes. Microsoft, Apple, and Google are brand-name players in this shenanigans.

It's time to bring down a big government hammer on this shit:

Step 1. Fill Nino's seat with a moderate.

Step 2. Overturn Citizens United v. FEC.

Step 3. Clean Congress the fuck up.

Step 4. Double Congressional salaries to $384K a year but require our representatives to shop for health insurance on some shitty website like the rest of us.

Step 5...You'll have to buy the book.

REFERENCES

Letter Thomas Jefferson to Horatio G. Spafford, 17 March 1814., Founders Online.
U.S. Companies Are Stashing $2.1 Trillion Overseas to Avoid Taxes, Bloomberg Business, 4 March 2015.

Musing About Time

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sun, 31 Jan 2016 02:29:00 +0000

Time is a curious concept. For sensory creatures, the apparent passage of time is convenient construct and persistent metaphor to the experience of past, present, and future.

Consensus among cosmologists is that the universe is 14 billion years old. It doesn't help much in our reckoning of time to know a life span is essentially nothing on a cosmic scale.

Clocks are mechanical contraptions calibrated to predicable phenomena like the rotation of the Earth which conveniently stages a predicable sunrise and a sunset.

It doesn't help our understanding of time that the rotation of the Earth is slowing imperceptibly due to the tidal friction of its Moon. Fortunately for our comforting sense of clockwork consistency, the slowing rotation of the Earth is negligible. Today's days are only about 1.7 milliseconds longer than 100 years ago.

Time is a common variable that pops up in classical mechanics and the mathematics of physics. Still, physicists seem far from understanding, let alone explaining, the flow of time.

Time exists in physics, but the flow of time does not. Physicists do not understand the flow of time. In any given coordinate system, we can be at rest in space, but in that same coordinate system, we cannot be at rest in time. Time has this qualitatively different feature. It progresses.
— Richard Muller

A moment is central to our sense of reality. Yet a moment is ephemeral in the most infinitesimal sense of the word.

Einstein despaired of his inability to explain the flow of time. But Einstein, despite his despair, moved forward and showed that the rate of the flow of time depends on both velocity and gravity. That suggests strongly that the flow of time does not originate in the human mind, but has a true external physical reality.
— Richard Muller

A reassuring, yet possibly erroneous analogy of a moment in time is to visualize the still frame of a movie sandwiched with an imperceptibly small delta before the next the still frame.

Every moment is as real as every other. Every 'now,' when you say, 'This is the real moment,' is as real as every other 'now' - and therefore all the moments are just out there. Just as every location in space is out there, I think every moment in time is out there, too.
— Brian Greene

For now it must suffice to consider time a sensory snapshot meant to be experienced to the fullest extent possible.

Who would then deny that when I am sipping tea in my tearoom I am swallowing the whole universe with it and that this very moment of my lifting the bowl to my lips is eternity itself transcending time and space?
― D.T. Suzuki

Juxtaposition

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sat, 30 Jan 2016 18:34:00 +0000

Light Rail Platform

Juxtaposition describes my core motivation in recording mobile iPhone images during my commute to and from a consulting gig in the North Loop.

Juxtaposition is a noun. My preferred definition is,

noun. the fact of two things being seen or placed close together with contrasting effect.

For me the attention grabbing draw frequently involves the contrasting effect of more than two things.The things I see include patterns, lines, light, and frequently something unusual in the ordinary.

My commute is consciously more stimulating when I'm open to the contrasting effect of a chance occurrence.

I don't place the scenes. I adjust my frame of reference. I change the position of my camera frame to discover some contrasting effect that resonates with me.

Whether or not we're consciously aware of it, our minds curate what we see.

Ford Center Lobby / Historic Exterior

Most often the juxtaposition that draws me in for closer consideration are contrasting spatial elements. On rare occasions, the juxtaposition is both spatial and temporal as with the historic photograph of the street car era Ford Center exterior juxtaposed within a view of the present day lobby (above).

Advertising Wrap on Light Rail Train

Even more rare is the juxtaposition of the language we use in naming and distinguishing objects, like the car on the train car seen in the advertising wrap covering a train car (above).

Follow me on Instagram to see more commuter photographs.

We Revolve

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Tue, 12 Jan 2016 15:25:00 +0000

Revolution comes from the Latin verb revolvere meaning to revolve. Revolution was originally applied to the motions of planets.

Revolution was fundamental to Copernicus' world-changing heliocentric model of planetary movement. Copernican heliocentrism was outlined in Copernicus' treatise On the Revolutions of the Heavenly Spheres (De revolutionibus orbium coelestium), published in 1543.

Copernicus' model is noteworthy because it displaced Earth from the center of the universe and offered an alternative to Ptolemy's geocentric model proposed in the 2nd century AD.

That revolution is now the mental hook in the advertising vinyl wrap on the light rail car I'm about to board shouldn't discourage us from revolution.

Blue Line Train, Target Field Station
by Bob MacNeal

Mythical Unnamed Creek

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sat, 09 Jan 2016 21:52:00 +0000

Winter descended last night. I'm drifting toward a summer solstice outing on some mythical unnamed creek in a familiar spot. A Rainbow, or the occasional Westslope Cutty plucked from chilly meltwater are piscatorially sublime, but seem more like that odd illusion of form that bounds off daubs of pigments than something I'd gut & fry in a camp skillet. So in my mind I'm casting a hookless woolly bugger into sparkling riffles for the pleasure of standing in rushing water.

Seconding Yourself

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sun, 13 Sep 2015 19:42:00 +0000

Louis C.K.

photo: Daniel Ewer

Loving a mate, or loving your children, often means putting yourself second. Seconding yourself.

For comedian Louis C.K., having a child changed his life. Having a child freed him from selfish notion of what he'd given up, to fully and deeply appreciate what he'd gained.

Interviewed by Terry Gross, Louis says:

The greatest thing about having a child is putting yourself second in your own life. It's a massive gift to be able to say you're not the most important person to yourself.
- Louis C.K., Fresh Air Interview

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Moments

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sun, 02 Aug 2015 14:51:00 +0000

Mississippi River above Lock & Dam No. 1.

Attracted to the mirrored water of the Mississippi, a man of limited range, tottered to the edge of the river gorge.

I noticed his curved spine. He surveyed the precipice. The anise scent of Black-eyed Susan and the tannic odor of the oak savanna filled his senses.

I imagined this river scene was the gently flowing backdrop to the memories flooding his mind.

Two feet rooted like buckthorn, he swayed like a blade of prairie grass for quite some time, rotating his head to drink in the panorama.

When finally he turned to leave, it was a bittersweet recognition. We both knew this was his last memory of this particular bend in the river. A once gaping future had collapsed to moments.

He crossed my path. I watched him recede. Moments later I took this picture.

NASA's Forward Thinking

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Fri, 24 Jul 2015 13:48:00 +0000

NASA is an exemplar of agility. NASA, and other public institutions like NOAA and NSF, have survived a massive and prolonged political assault on science, reason, and the inconvenient truths that follow from data collection and analysis (e.g., global climate change).

I'm a critical optimist, but I sense that a 35-year pendulum swing toward short-term profiteering, pillage of finite resources, and gutting of public institutions that began with the Reagan Presidency in 1980, will once again, swing back toward serving the common good.

The 1980 election of Ronald Reagan represented a point of inflection in the US. Reagan ushered in a prolonged insurgency built around the destructive notion that government-funded institutions do not and should not exist to serve the common good. Other than an uninterrupted series of blank checks issued to the DoD by Congress, NASA is one of several examples of beleaguered public institutions that survive on the shear will of forward-thinking people.

Sunlit Earth from DSCOVR

In early July, a cooperative program between NASA and NOAA was able to make the first full sunlit photograph of Earth from space since the iconographic Blue Marble images taken by Apollo 17 in 1972 - a 43 year gap!

Despite a decades-long pummeling by a stingy, small-minded Congress, NASA continues to do important and essential science. The cooperative DSCOVR satellite that made the beautiful image of Earth will float in gravitational equilibrium between the Sun and our planet monitoring climate change.

NASA's lesson is that it's near impossible to extinguish the passion and will to learn. NASA is testament to our innate capacity to dream and to Think Big. Ultimately publicly funded institutions like NASA, NOAA, NSF, and NIH will once again lead the world in basic research and cooperative R & D. Well-funded, cooperative public program will seed economic growth and drive job creation.

I can't profess about the organizational structure of NASA, or how they have been able to adapt to decades of piss-poor support from Congress, but suffice to say, where there's a will, there's a way.

"As we begin to comprehend that the earth itself is a kind of manned spaceship hurtling through the infinity of space—it will seem increasingly absurd that we have not better organized the life of the human family."
— Hubert H. Humphrey, San Fernando Valley State College speech, September 26, 1966.

The Arc Bends

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Fri, 03 Jul 2015 14:56:00 +0000

The marriage equality decision handed down by the conservative-leaning Roberts Court, and Bree Newsome's heroic climb up a 30 ft flagpole to bring down the Confederate flag that disgraces the South Carolina state Capitol, are historic cause to reflect and celebrate this Independence Day.

I am reminded of the beautifully poignant words that encapsulate my world view and my deeply-held optimism:

The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends towards justice.
― Martin Luther King Jr.

If I've learned anything about the human plight here where we find ourselves in the outskirts of the Milky Way, it's that the bending of that arc requires occasional courage and unrelenting persistence.

The Bard from Asbury Park says it best:

It is time to move forward. The country that we carry in our hearts is waiting.
—Bruce Springsteen

REFEFENCES

As Fox News mourns, the rest of us have an Independence Day to celebrate by Joan Walsh, Salon, 3 July 2015.
Chords for Change by Bruce Springsteen, New York Times, 5 August 2004.
Extended Interview with Bree Newsome, Who Climbed Flagpole & Took Down SC Confederate Flag, Democracy Now.

Time Leap

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Tue, 30 Jun 2015 05:00:00 +0000

Today we underwent a leap second, thus reminding us time is a human construct.

As the Earth continues to slow, leap seconds will grow more common. Eventually we will need one every year, and then even more. Scientists could have avoided these awkward skips by choosing instead to adjust the duration of the second itself. Who would notice? That is what they did, in fact, until 1955.
― James Gleick

Rostock Marienkirche Astronomische Uhr, 2011-02-12, by Schiwago

Rotate into Darkness

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Thu, 11 Jun 2015 14:09:00 +0000

After watching a handful of feral horses grazing in prairie grasses, we climb to a high point. To the east are the stark and subtractive badlands exposing the head-scratching wonders of geologic time. To the west, are rolling hills of buffalo grass and wildflowers.

Following some carefree putzing along a ridge line photographing wildflowers, avoiding scat piles, and listening to a band of coyotes, the sun, in a predictable but improbable arrangement with it's satellite, bids farewell by painting the sky above the horizon.

We as willing and curious passengers, rotate into darkness.

Sunset Buck Hill. Theodore Roosevelt National Park.

By George

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Mon, 23 Mar 2015 15:14:00 +0000

By George! there's an insidious movement afoot in the United States to dissuade people from using terms like climate change, global warming, and sea-level rise.

In Senate testimony, top Rick Scott adviser won't say 'Climate Change'.

Historically fascists are the recognized masters of doublespeak. Doublespeak is

deliberately euphemistic, ambiguous, or obscure language

Doublespeak is the antecedent of today's Political Speak. Political Speak is the disingenuous practice of

changing two way discourse into one-way communication; sticking to the party message no matter what the other is saying.
— Urban Dictionary

Having eschewed science, having angrily dismissed noble laureates and academicians, having willfully ignored data that conflict with deeply held notions, and having exhibited a diminished capacity for empathy, neocons and tea party conservatives, like the infamous fascists from our not-yet-banned history texts, are left with language manipulation as the sharpest arrow in their quiver.

Let's consult two Georges to explain.

New George

Cognitive linguist George Lakoff is the most eloquent contemporary author writing about how language is manipulated to frame political discourse. Lakoff makes the link between biology and perception.

We categorize as we do because we have the brains and bodies we have and because we interact in the world as we do.
― George Lakoff, Philosophy in the Flesh

Lakoff chides progressives for political naiveté.

If you believe in the eighteenth century view of the mind, you will look and act wimpy. You will think that all you need to do is give people the facts and the figures and they will reach the right conclusion. You will think that all you need to do is point out where their interests lie, and they will act politically to maximize them.
― George Lakoff, Don't Think of an Elephant

Old George

Lets not forget the futurist insights of George Orwell. The term doublespeak was popularized by Orwell's dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty Four.

Prose consists less and less of words chosen for the sake of their meaning, and more and more of phrases tacked together like the sections of a prefabricated hen-house.
— George Orwell from the essay “Politics and the English Language”

Our Melons

Rapid news cycles stimulate the amygdala to condition us by fear. Fear is the basest of human instincts.

Facts are the sandbags we use to divert the flood of misinformation.

I am hopeful for an neurological adaptation favoring empathy.

The biology of empathy allows us to comprehend our connection to each other, to other living things, and to the physical world that supports life.
― George Lakoff

Gray's Anatomy, Plate 718

REFEFENCES

Don't Think of an Elephant, George Lakoff, 2004.
In Senate Testimony, Top Rick Scott Adviser Won't Say 'Climate Change', by Scarce, Crooks and Liars, 22 March 2015.
Metaphors We Live By, George Lakoff and Mark Johnson, University of Chicago Press, 1980 and 2003.
Philosophy in the Flesh, George Lakoff and Mark Johnson, Viking, 2008.
Politics and the English Language, George Orwell, 1946 essay.
The Political Mind: Why You Can't Understand 21st-Century American Politics with an 18th-Century Brain, George Lakoff, Viking 2008.

Rounding Up Evil

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Tue, 17 Mar 2015 14:48:00 +0000

A couple of codgers in my coffee shop were discussing RoundUp^® and whether or not it was "evil".

Glyphosate molecule

Defining evil is tricky, but I'll give it a try.

There is a suite of Monsanto herbicides that continue to foul soil, groundwater and surface water. Much of our fouled water resources are no longer potable without engineered treatment.

Fresh water is a finite resource. Fouling the biosphere threatens the thin planetary life raft we inhabit. Monsanto's products & practices have generally degraded the biosphere.

As an impressionable consulting engineer fresh out of engineering school, my first job was to make a computer simulation of Atrazine migration in partially saturated soil and groundwater. Atrazine is a Monsanto herbicide. My simulation was based on contaminant transport equations meant to address, in the best back of the envelope sense, the question:

Where does atrazine go after soil moisture carries it into shallow groundwater?

The answer is that the dissolved herbicide finds its way into shallow wells or streams and rivers. Atrazine is a known endocrine disrupter in mammals. In the United States atrazine was the most commonly detected drinking water contaminant in 2001.

I learned first hand that Monsanto spends millions upon millions of dollars supporting stables of lawyers, consulting hydrogeologists, and consulting engineers to defend their products and practices.

One can only imagine how much money Monsanto can now funnel into influencing Congress as a result of the disastrous Citizens United v. FEC decision.

RoundUp was first commercialized in 1976.

I would never use RoundUp. I would never knowingly use any Monsanto product, yet their suite of products are omnipresent in the food chain.

It doesn't take a MacArthur Fellow to interpolate between killing a few harmless weeds with RoundUp and unintentionally degrading human health particularly in light of the fact that humans share 15% of our DNA with mustard grass.

I'm not trained in biochemistry so I probably can't defensibly decree that the RoundUp molecule is evil.

A more reasonable argument could be made that Monsanto, and their products and practices, have not served the common good, and thus Monsanto could be considered by you and me to be an evil entity needing an earnest regulatory harness rather than the wink-wink complicity of a corporate-backed Congress.

REFEFENCES

Atrazine
Genes in Common
Monsanto History
Planetary Life Raft, GrokEarth, 9 June 2012.

Sizing Me Up

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sun, 15 Mar 2015 19:30:00 +0000

Walking on Mississippi River Boulevard this morning I was drawn down the river gorge to the shoreline by the sight of a bald eagle jousting with a murder of crows.

I have seen soaring eagles on my river walks but I was unaccustomed to seeing an eagle cavorting on the ground like a garbage-pecking shorebird.

I descended the gorge to the water's edge. The eagle was distracted by the rowdy crows. I sidled closer. He had moved to a perch on a low-hanging branch that bent out over the water. This enormous bird was staring down the cheeky crows who reminded me of the cartoon magpies Heckle & Jeckle.

I sidled closer using a tree to block his line of sight. When I was within 50 ft, I reached into my pocket for my camera. He cranked his head and trained his eye on me. I was still. I foolishly hoped he hadn't noticed my approach.

Seconds later he launched low across the river in a splendid arc that soon had him soaring 100 ft above me. In a minute he was joined by a soaring companion.

The two eagles circled overhead sizing me up. Maybe I seemed like an oversized raccoon. Or maybe I had interrupted their search for a nesting site. Surely the anthropomorphic cartoon crows had already discouraged them from settling in the neighborhood.

Panoramic view of the Mississippi River from down river South (left) to up river North (right) standing on Saint Paul shoreline looking across to the Minneapolis shoreline.

Destiny is Bunk

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Tue, 10 Mar 2015 15:46:00 +0000

Destiny is a human construct. Your dog and your goldfish probably don't fret about destiny.

It's understandable that we'd invent destiny to allay the disturbing notion that carbon-based life-forms probably have no purpose and no destiny. We unwittingly delude ourselves with language. The word destiny gives the notion destiny false legitimacy.

Like other species, humans once had a biological purpose to procreate. Today it's a different story.

Our biological success has depleted earthly resources. Our biological explosion has degraded the life raft engulfing the planet. Human population is an existential threat. If humans have a biological imperative, it has toggled from procreation to population control.

To proclaim a personal destiny, we assume a bogus exceptionalism which is laughable knowing we share 36% of our DNA with fruit flies.

Don't get your undies in a bundle over the bogus construct of destiny.

We're not meant to do or to accomplish shit. Rather, we simply live life to the fullest. Our journey begins with learning what's most meaningful. For me it is to love and be loved.

“The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.”
― Alan Watts, The Culture of Counter-Culture: Edited Transcripts

REFEFENCES

Genes In Common, The Tech Museum of Innovation.

NFL Religion & Stadia

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Fri, 23 Jan 2015 15:01:00 +0000

It's probably a good thing the Vikings stadium will emerge on the edge of downtown.

While a family of four has to shell out a newborn king's ransom to attend an NFL service, imagine the cross to bear if they had to schlepp their hybrid to a soul-crushing suburb like Arden Hills.

I have come to accept that the new stadium will rise from the Metrodome rubble, but why in the name of shady real estate moguls did the Wilfs sign off on an HKS design that looks like a suburban mega-church?

This migratory-bird-killing glass clad pimple is already an oozing carbuncle on the cheek of Minneapolis.

"What is proposed is like a monstrous carbuncle on the face of a much-loved and elegant friend."
— Prince Charles on a 1984 planned extension to the National Gallery.

But I suppose its fitting that NFL stadia are designed in the image of hideous mega-churches.

It seems the NFL is the new religion. Indeed the NFL is the rebound religion for those floundering flocks repelled and disgusted by some other reality-suspending paradigm they've outgrown.

Scandal-ridden as they are, the beloved Vikings are incrementally less scandalous than the morally bankrupt, financially challenged Archdiocese of St. Paul and Minneapolis.

We shall build our monument of faith and ye shall come. Thus spoketh the brethren of the Vikings front office.

In fall 2016 well-heeled Minnesotans will turn to the helmeted gods of the NFL to suspend reality for a few hours each Sunday and to worship a prolate spheroid pigskin even if its not inflated to the full 12.5 to 13.5 psi.

Paper is the New Vinyl

noreply@blogger.com (Bob MacNeal) — Sat, 03 Jan 2015 23:21:00 +0000

Barnes & Noble Booksellers
Highland Park, Saint Paul
Closed December 2015

English poet Lord Byron wrote, "A drop of ink may make a million think", which has held true since the 15th century Gutenberg Press.

Johannes Gutenberg was the first European to use movable type printing circa 1439.

The written word thrives, but the form has changed. Mass production of paper books is in steep decline.

The decline of the paper book, the independent bookseller, and the big box bookseller parallels most of my adult life.

Independent Booksellers

Independent booksellers endured a protracted decline. Those that remain seem comforting but anachronistic. The decline was prompted by hyper-competitive big box booksellers, but prolonged by the missionary zeal of ownership and the fierce loyalty of customers.

The Bookshop has a thousand books,
All colors, hues, and tinges,
And every cover is a door
That turns on magic hinges.
― Nancy Byrd Turner

My favorite independent, Hungry Mind, operated on Grand Avenue from 1970-2000. Hungry Mind sold the rights to their name in 1999 for a cash infusion. By the following April, it assumed the new name Ruminator Bookstore. Four years hence the Ruminator space was emptied out and replaced with a local branch of the upscale clothier Patagonia.

Big Box Booksellers

Bricks and mortar, big box bookstores are disappearing too. Barnes & Noble in Highland Park closed this past December. The decline of big box booksellers was prompted by better e-commerce tools, better e-readers and by the growing mass-produced and independently-produced digital markets.

Bookish Future

Alan Watts said, "The menu is not the meal" which neatly dovetails with the consumption of the written word. The written word is increasingly consumed in some form of digital text or audio. Collectors of finely crafted traditional paper books will drive a small but burgeoning market of limited edition, hand-printed, hand-bound books.

Ink is disappearing. The digital form thrives. And for collectors and traditionalists,

Paper is the new vinyl.

REFERENCES

Ruminator Bookstore Closing by Marianne Combs, Minnesota Public Radio 29 June 29 2004.