Is it a blog yet?

Where There's Life, There's Hope

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 09:28:00 +0000

I remain alive--and even reasonably well--so there is, perforce, some hope for a future for this blog. One might doubt that after looking at the date of the previous entry, but, as one says, Things Happen.

I don't promise to resume daily blogging at once (as if anyone cares), but I do hope to get back to this thing regularly in future.

Thank you for asking.

Strolling through the news

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Tue, 11 Mar 2008 03:38:00 +0000

John McCain adds to what, to any thinking person, must already be a severe over-burden of reasons to not want him within miles of the White House, by stating in public:

"It’s indisputable that autism is on the rise among children.The question is, What’s causing it? And we go back and forth, and there’s strong evidence that indicates that it’s got to do with a preservative in vaccines."

George Bush doesn't know that gas is expensive, and John McCain seems right up there with him in Olympic-level ignorance.

(If you're wondering whatever happened to that proposed "science debate" among the candidates, the idea may still be alive but its web site seems dead.)

Home-schooling parents are "in shock" over a California ruling that they require valid teaching credentials. You mean you need to be a qualified teacher to teach? Huh. 'Nother goddam commie idea. Believe that and next thing you know, someone will expect you to know something about what you're teaching. Stinkin' Reds.

Daylight Savings Time: it's not just a colossal pain in the ass to everyone--it also defeats its own purpose! Yes, friends, DST actually causes more energy use, not less. So do you suppose your friendly neighborhood government will now stop making us all wander around in the dark for the presumed benefit of the seven family farmers left in America? Right, sure.

It begins to look like the Democrats will have a sort of "do-over" in Florida and Michigan, presumably by mail-in voting (which is a bad idea, but is the way a lot of states do normal business now anyway, mine--Washington--included). So do we suppose this will especially benefit one candidate over the other? Probably not much, though Clinton did well in very Florida, which is no surprise as the older the voter the more likely he or she will go for Clinton, and she did well in Ohio, which has a lot of similarities to Michigan.

But the bottom line throughout has been that it has been crystal clear for weeks now that neither candidate is going to go to the convention with enough "pledged" delegates to take the prize. All the newspaper/TV bull about who "won" this or that state is so much silliness aimed at the 7-year-old mental level of the average voter. In the Democratic Party's voting system, no one walks away with any big excess of delegates, no matter how thoroughly the vote count seems to suggest a blowout--and few if any of these states have been blowouts for anyone, anyway. If that were not the case, Hillary would have had it all locked away after California.

Another day, another folly.

Veeery interesting . . .

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Mon, 10 Mar 2008 05:38:00 +0000

In the last round of major Democratic primaries (Texas and Ohio, et alia) the closer to election day that the voter had decided on a candidate, the more likely that the candidate chosen was Clinton.

Barack Obama continues to win caucuses in mighty states like Wyoming, but cannot carry a primary in a major state. Lookit, if you haven't looked lately, the Wyomings of this nation do not select its presidents--the big, industrial, high-population states do. You know: the ones Hillary Clinton wins, usually big. What a farce it all is.

Is a puzzlement

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Fri, 07 Mar 2008 04:50:00 +0000

I happen to run a web site called The Induction Site, which is about the principles of induction-powered cooking, and also about the equipment now available. The thing that endlessly fascinates me about this subject is that induction is so clearly superior to all other methods, and has been in common (and even so still growing) use throughout most of the world for years if not decades, but is still almost unknown in the western hemisphere.

That is changing now. In making a new page for the site, I realized for the first time that the count of residential--as opposed to those for commercial use--cooktops available here has now reached, as best I recall (I am not at my main computer just now) about 40, counting 4 announced but not on the market till the big trade home-and-bath appliance trade show in April.

The roster includes both familiar domestic brands, from Sears to General Electric, as well as the European makers such as Miele and Siemens and Bosch. Mind, it is remarkable how the units available in the U.S. typically cost close to double what the same units, or ones very like them, retail for in the U.K. and on the Continent. But that in good part is because, despite the plethora of brands involved, this is still a technology being marketed to "early adaptors", who are typically upscale and both willing and able to pay prices above the norm.

That will doubtless change in time; as the American public gets used to the idea, the goods will become more nearly commodities, just as the basic "slide-in" 30-inch electric-coil range is today. Prices will drop, though probably so will quality a bit. The Chinese are already well geared-up, and numerous factories there (all claiming ISO 9001 certification) are ready to supply the world with lower-cost units as soon as the demand materializes.

But back at the crux, which is why I raised the topic at all: why has it taken so long for this to happen here? Americans are supposed to be gadget-happy, always ready to jump at any "hi-tech" anything. Is that so, or is it just an affection for toys and gadgets? Are we really pretty conservative when it comes to the bread-and-butter components of our world, from cars to stoves? I suspect so. There was a sort of "Phase I" stage here some, oh, ten or twenty years ago, when makers like Sears and GE first tried to introduce induction units. They weren't as fancy and high-powered as today's "Phase II" lines are, but they were [plenty good enough--we're still today using one of the early Sears Kenmore units.

Looking at all the advantages (which I won't recite here--you can visit the site), one wonders why this stuff didn't, even back then, just wipe everything else off the map. Cooking with anything but induction will, I suspect, in a fairly short time, come to look like cooking with a coal stove today looks.

Well, it's an interesting question.

The winds of fate

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Thu, 06 Mar 2008 05:08:00 +0000

The winds of fate blow strange. Why does this author become famous, and that--held by those who trouble to read him or her as at least as good--wither into obscurity?

Here, in its entirety, is the story "The Assignation" by Lord Dunsany (who himself has faded from fame, he who once had several plays at once on Broadway), from the superb collection of 51 bijoux tales called The Food of Death:

Fame singing in the highways, and trifling as she sang, with sordid adventurers, passed the poet by.

And still the poet made for her little chaplets of song, to deck her forehead in the courts of Time; and still she wore instead the worthless garlands, that boisterous citizens flung to her in the ways, made out of perishable things.

And after a while whenever these garlands died the poet came to her with his chaplets of song; and still she laughed at him and wore the worthless wreaths, though they always died at evening.

And one day in his bitterness the poet rebuked her, and said to her: "Lovely Fame, even in the highways and the byways you have not foreborne to laugh and shout and jest with worthless men, and I have toiled for you and dreamed of you and you mock me and pass me by."

And Fame turned her back on him and walked away, but in departing she looked over her shoulder and smiled at him as she had not smiled before, and, almost speaking in a whisper, said:

"I will meet you in the graveyard at the back of the Workhouse in a hundred years."

I cannot resist adding one other of the tales from that literally marvellous book (also known by the title Fifty-One Tales), owing to how very much it manages to say in how little space; it is entitled "What We Have Come To":

When the advertiser saw the cathedral spires over the downs in the distance, he looked at them and wept.

"If only," he said, "this were an advertisement of Beefo, so nice, so nutritious, try it in your soup, ladies like it."

Sad to say, though Lord Dunsany at least had his time in the sun, who remembers him today? Or Hope Mirrlees and her peculiar gem of a novel Lud-in-the-Mist? Ah, Fame and Fate: what a couple they make.

Just saying hello

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Tue, 04 Mar 2008 05:04:00 +0000

I don't know if I can continue trying to hold to the pace of a blog post a day. It was fun there for a while, but--as with so many others--I discover that done properly it eats my life.

I maintain (or, more correct, try to maintain) about a dozen web sites, some of which are in the top Google ranking for their topics. Each of those sites, done properly, would be about a full-time task, so you can see that necessarily none of them is being done properly. To add, in effect, yet another site was not wise.

Well, we'll see how I feel tomorrow. Today I am not only exhausted mentally and physically, but still dealing with a lingering cold-or-whatever-it-is, which drags even more.

OK, ok, you're tired of my groans. Truth to tell, so am I.

Hasta manana.

The Sunday slop

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Mon, 03 Mar 2008 06:24:00 +0000

(The earlier entry for "today" was really Saturday's post, but it didn't get put up till shortly after midnight; this the Sunday post.)

Continuing a thought from the last post, we find this headline on an article in the Los Angeles Times: Drift away from Clinton frustrates many women. It expresses the distress--often sheer anger--that many women have with those other females who are, as one put it, "running to the rock star, to the momentum, to the excitement". But as Robin Morgan put it in an essay that is rapidly becoming what one can only call famous, that is nuts.

Morgan reserved her greatest ire for women who decline to support Clinton "while wringing their hands because Hillary isn't as likable as they've been warned they must be. . . . Grow the hell up. She is not running for Ms. Perfect-pure-queen-icon of the feminist movement. She's running to be president of the United States."

But of course it's all part of the modern American philosophy of life-and-death as game-show choices.

I like another comment on the topic, this from Tina Fey:

"[W]omen have come so far as feminists that they don't feel obligated to vote for a candidate just because she is a woman. Women today feel perfectly free to make whatever choice Oprah tells them to."

Elsewhere . . . .

The Washington Post reports that Banking Fees Are Rising And Often Undisclosed; hey, just because it's against the law not to, did you really expect them to tell you what it's going to cost? Silly person.

And finally on this short Sunday, we turn to things large than politics and money. The discussion still continues about life on other worlds, and the Drake Equation, and Frank Drake is still in the discussion.

Too little, maybe too late

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Sun, 02 Mar 2008 08:05:00 +0000

So finally they're getting around to noticing:

So, like, where the bleep have you all been before this? Sleeping?

Look, here, at Andrea Mitchell of NBC, a key example of the problem:

“Part of it is her campaign’s fault,” Andrea Mitchell, the longtime NBC political correspondent, said backstage at the MSNBC debate in Cleveland in Tuesday. “They started with this notion of inevitability. And they were very arrogant.”

Excuse me?!?

You, the mainstream media, on whom altogether too many Americans rely for information, decide how to present a candidate's credentials for the highest office in the known universe based--admittedly based--on how your little egos were or were not stroked?

Holy Moly, is it any wonder we're where we are today? Rhetorical question, answer to which is NO.

Ah, spring

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Sat, 01 Mar 2008 04:55:00 +0000

As someone--maybe me, I no longer remember--once said, news means paying attention to the boring because it's important, and sports means paying attention to the unimportant because it's exciting.

Do you realize that they are already playing Spring Training games?

Every year around this time, anyone and everyone who writes about sports seems to feel compelled to put forth his or her annual paean to the glories of the game of baseball in terms both philosophical and poetic. OK, been there, done that (check "In Spring, A Young Man's Fancy Lightly Turns" from The Sinister First Baseman & Other Observations), and don't feel a need to repeat it.

Perhaps the most amazing thing about Spring Training is that teams actually base roster decisions on what they see there. Amazing. A man spends months and years playing the game at the professional level, typically after some years at an academic level, all of which results are neatly recorded and available for inspection, in an activity in which experience has taught in an unsubtle manner that the leopard changeth not his spots, and these clowns decide who will play--at least for a few roster opening--on a few hours of performance. No wonder the handful of teams that know better typically run away with everything.

For all the things that the people who own and run baseball try to do to ruin the sport, it is so naturally delightful that they can never quite manage to do it in. I suppose that now that baseball scoring is approaching parity with football scoring, the next goal will be to approach parity with basketball scoring. It never seems to dawn on these dunces that there is clearly such a thing as an optimum score.

Score totals in baseball ought to be such that on the one hand, the observer does not spend most of the game waiting to see if there is going to be a run or two scored, but also does not yawn when two or three runs score, on the theory that there's always more where that came from. Runs, that is, should be scarce enough to be individually treasured without being actually rare.

What that translates to in numbers is to some extent subjective, but by no means wholly so. My sense is that a combined runs total between the two teams--speaking always of the average per game--needs to be no less than 6 and no more than 10; I myself feel that 7 or 8 is about right. (That means scores like 5-3 or 4-3 or 6-2--scores in which, as a rule, even the losing team in the bottom of the ninth is not comically without hope.) Naturally, if that's the average, we will still see 1-0 and 12-9 games, but they will be outliers, just enough of each to satisfy, on an occasional basis, our desire for a real pitchers' duel, or a real sock-em blowout.

And that is a matter easily controlled, merely by specifying more exactly the resilience of the actual baseball itself. It could easily be implemented with the stroke of a pen. But it will not be.

Now we know

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Fri, 29 Feb 2008 04:03:00 +0000

It was an interesting question: which would be a more troublesome matter, a presidential candidate who is black or one who is female? The flavor of even the major media's coverage makes it clear--a man, be he white, black, brown, green, or purple--is clearly more acceptable than a woman.

The MSM ("mainstream media" if your not a blogaholic) seem to really, really write off Hillary Clinton as done and over without the tiresome bother and fuss of primaries and conventions. Get the damn broad outta here so we good ol' boys can get back to business as usual. MSNBC is perhaps at the head of the pack here (well, maybe Fox--I wouldn't know as I don't pollute my eyes with it), but they're all, print, broadcast, and web, pretty much running that way.

The rest of the world has been paying attention not so much because a black man is in the race as because a woman is. Everywhere else in the first world, women national leaders are not news, so it is, if we may put it this way, news that it is news in the U.S.

Well, Ms. Clinton is a ways yet from being out of it. It is said that even Mr. Obama's own campaign is, right now, seeing her winning both of The Big Two still coming, Ohio and Texas.

I hope so. Mr. Obama is clearly a bright and well-intentioned fellow, but he has a lot of dues yet to pay before he is ready for the #1 job (and his health-care "plan" is one evidence of that).

We shall see . . .

Still plugging away . . .

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Thu, 28 Feb 2008 00:22:00 +0000

. . . at The Induction Site re-do.

All I will note today is a silly headline relating to the Congress asking DoJ to investigate Roger Clemens: Baseball continues to lose its credibility.

No, whatever jerk editor wrote that, that should read: Congress continues to lose its credibility. (Although, in fairness, the editor may have thought that since Congress has no credibility left, that would be a perplexing lead.)

(Side note: writers, and columnists, write story text: editors write the headlines for them.)

And don't hold back

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Tue, 26 Feb 2008 05:50:00 +0000

I have been immensely busy with updates to The Induction Site (about cooking with induction, which is the only way to cook), and "immensely" is putting it mildly; I even skipped yesterday's entry here, not something I do much (either the first or second time, I forget, since I started).

All I have time for today is to take note of Ralph Nader's stupendous gall in running yet again.

Will somebody please take this creature out back of the barn and beat the crap out of him? Slapping is too gentle for this thing.

Bless 'em all

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Sun, 24 Feb 2008 06:12:00 +0000

All the tiny little minds at Amazon's programming corps, that is.

As an Amazon "Associate", offering books and sometimes other things from Amazon on most of my web sites, I have to create software to deal with Amazon's database-search interface. I have been doing that, on and off, for many years now. It never gets any easier.

Is it so hard these days to find competent programmers?

The folk at Amazon seems convinced that the idea of system design is to make the programmers' jobs easier, and the blazes with users' abilities to make use of the output.

Anyway, that's why I have no time today for a real post--I'm trying to catch up with their latest snafus.

Maybe tomorrow, or may be not . . . .

Grinding it out--or off

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Sat, 23 Feb 2008 05:14:00 +0000

As of today, I have lost 15 pounds since the start of the year. That would be more exciting were it not that that's only the half-way point toward my goal. Moreover, that goal would still leave me, by my reckoning, about 7 or 8 pounds over my ideal weight.

I can, it seems, reliably lose about 2 pounds a week over the long run, by maintaining a pretty strict 1,200 calories a day. That implies that I burn about 2,300 or 2,400 calories a day, which is the same result I have had in the past, and which fits most guidelines.

It is remarkable how well someone like me, who loves to eat, can manage on 1,200 calories. It's not fun or easy, but it's by no means a daily nightmare, either. I'd try even fewer calories, but from what I've read, below about 1,200 and the body goes into a sort of "starvation defense" mode, in which it makes much more efficient use of food energy, so that dieting at that level (but short of starvation) becomes counter-productive.

My typical intake is almost disgustingly healthy (I am a long-time vegetarian anyway, which helps a lot). I get my protein, either as cottage cheese (which goes very nicely on a large, well-dressed green salad, as opposed to the usual disgusting single, wilted dry leaf of lettuce) or as one or another of the soy-derived "veggie-burger" type products; I get my modest amount of monosaturated fat from the salad dressing; carbos are not a major requirement; and we have long taken a carefully examined and computed set of vitamin and mineral supplements. And I have a "fiber bar" for dessert, which gives me, yes, fiber, and is also mighty tasty. Plus I have the recommended glass of red wine (and it ain't Annie Greensprings).

It's remarkable how much myth and nonsense there is out there about losing weight and about nutrition. Losing weight is simple physics and chemistry: if you take in more food energy (measured in calories) than you burn up in activity, the excess is stored as fat; if you take in less, the deficit is obtained by burning existing stored fat. It's that simple: when calories in = calories out, your weight is stable. But people simply do not want to believe anything that easy: they want to eat multiple banana splits and still lose weight, so they seek out the hucksters only too pleased to take their money for this or that "magic" method of losing weight without any least discomfort. Pfui. In this case, no pain, no loss. (Though, as I have said, the "pain" can be pretty modest.)

When I look about me at the average citizen (and I live is an especially fat part of the world), I am often struck with how hard these folk must be working at eating to maintain the monstrous tubs they push around all day. I felt grotesque being almost 40 pounds over what I feel is my right weight, but I was as a reed compared to the average hereabouts (and, by and large, nationally). How do they do it?

It's ironic. We evolved in an environment in which we needed to spend a lot of calories just staying alive, and efficiency in converting food energy to bodily energy was a definite evolutionary plus. Today we have appetites and metabolisms suited to eating--and burning--maybe seven or eight thousand calories a day, and sedentary lifestyles that burn up 1,500 to 2,500 a day, and that may be above average. The people who avoid overweight without even trying are those who, not so many generations ago, would have starved to death. T'ain't fair.

As to nutrition, most Americans seem to not do very well at it, because they like convenience foods, and that phrase is oxymoronic: the more "convenient" a stuff is, the less like "food" it is. Not that lots and lots of excellent real food is necessarily a nuisance or chore to cook--but these things are relative. To all too many, opening a pull-tab package or tin is already more "work" than they care to go through. That's why so many people who are straining to make ends meet in their household still eat out for a substantial fraction of their meals--not just lunch at work, but dinner for the family, and, often, even breakfast. I suppose parking their asses in a cheesy fast-food outlet's booth is still harder "work" than they care for, but it beats opening boxes, huh?

Sad to say, though, if we are obliged to hold our average calorie intake down to avoid ballooning, we are not going to easily be able to get all the nutrients we need. Some of them, such as Vitamin D, we couldn't get no matter our diets. So we have to study up on what we really need, estimate what our normal eating gives us, and take supplements for the rest.

That is no easy task. First, there is a tremendous amount of misinformation around concerning just about every nutrient (and some "quasi-nutrients") that anyone has ever dreamt of. Second, many important nutrients interact, so that increasing your intake of X means you need a different amount of Y (the many B vitamins especially interact in that way--you can create a mild deficiency in some by OD'ing on some others, which--because they're the ones cheap to make or extract--tend to dominate "multi-vitamin" pills).

Well, enough for now. My dinner is ready.

Yeah, and . . . ?

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Fri, 22 Feb 2008 04:33:00 +0000

So The New York Times reports that John McCain may have had an affair. That is not, or should not be (as we learned to our disgust in the Clinton administration), news, in the sense of anything the public either needs to or should know.

What is news, in that same sense, is the extent to which Crusader Rabbit has been figuratively, not literally, in bed with lobbyists while simultaneously bad-mouthing them as the domestic Evil Empire.

Howard Dean (who would have made a great President) has some pithy remarks to offer on the subject; slightly less partisan but equally cutting are Joe Conason's in Salon.

Heaven save us from such "purity" as McCain's.

Meanwhile, in a classic too-little/too-late, others are beginning to wonder aloud whether Barack "let's sing Kumbaya" Obama has what's needed to take on the inevitable filthy right-wing smear campaigns that would assuredly dog a candidacy and, if it comes to that, presidency. Hillary Clinton is hanging on Texas and Ohio, and let's just hope it's not too late, that some artificial sense of "inevitability" has not become attached to the Obama candidacy.

Y'know, it's a stinking shame, really. Here is this fine man, honest, intelligent, clearly well-meaning and determined, and he is just in the right place at the wrong time. If either this were a time for simply licking our wounds and reassembling our national priorities (as it was in Gerald Ford's brief day), or if Mr. Obama were just able to step through a time machine and acquire the savvy and toughness that only experience in fighting hard fights against dirty scum (I mean, name one hard fight this man has had so far in his career--and this primary campaign does not count as "hard"), that would be another matter. But as things are, Mrs. Clinton is what the nation needs right now.

Well, right now it's too early to say what the latest debate may or may not have done for either Democrat, but the early thinking on the McCain thing is that it is definitely not good news. With so many Republicans already feeling (however illogically) that they would need to hold their noses to vote for such a "liberal" Republican (hey, it's their idea, not mine), many may just write it off and stay home (a phrase that is rapidly becoming obsolete with mail-in voting) on Election Day.

Sleep tight.

At last

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Thu, 21 Feb 2008 02:36:00 +0000

At last, indeed: we have normal electricity service. We're out a couple of thousand already, and we haven't got the bill yet from the backhoe sub. What joy.

Anyway . . . .

Since I had to roll out so early (for me, anyway) this morning to deal with the electrician and the backhoe guy, I am sleeping on my feet (or in my chair, anyway). Thus, once again, a really short entry.

The horse-race pundits are amusing, as always. Read one bunch, and you see it's impossible for Clinton to win; read another bunch, and you see it's impossible for Obama to win. Let me give you all a clue: one of those two sets of fools is wrong.

It looks crystal-clear at this point that neither candidate is likely to come into the Convention with enough "pledged" delegates (the ones the primaries and caucuses select) to be the clear nominee. Thus, barring a medium-to-large miracle, it's going to come down to the automatic delegates, aka "super delegates" (though there's not much super about any of them).

If one candidate or the other has a marked lead, even if short of the needed minimum on pledged delegates alone, most likely the automatics will swing to her or him. But if the difference is small enough (as it is likely to be) that only spinmeisters could call it material, then the fun starts. It's anyone's guess, but in that case were I a betting man I'd bet on Clinton. I suspect the party elders will feel more comfortable going into the general election with a candidate who has political assets beyond a convincing and exciting ability to chant "Kumbaya".

We shall see.

It costs nothing but money

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Wed, 20 Feb 2008 03:14:00 +0000

So the electrician (see yesterday's entry) was unable to simply pull the defective power-line wire through the undergound conduit for the simple reason that there isn't any: the cable was simply buried.

That is legal, and the cable technically is able to withstand being buried, but--self-evidently--it doesn't fare well over the long term without being protected from rodents, moisture, and who knows what-all else by an encasing conduit. So we'll have to have a backhoe over, and spotters from the telephone comapny to tell us where their lines to our house lie, and then a dig and a conduit placement and finally more backhoe work.

What this will all cost frightens me: the cable wire itself is probably close to half a thousand, going at near to $4 a foot. And it should not have been necessary. We thought we had specified conduit, but when I look back at the actual specifications for the house, I find:

2.2.3 Electricity

2.2.3.4. Capacity. The secondary-service lines shall be capable of supplying a minimum of 200-ampere service to the building site, but conduit suitable for a second 200-ampere line shall be included in the trench as a reserve against future expansion; the house panel, as described 8.1.2 below, shall be 200-ampere service.

2.7 Pipes And Conduits

2.7.2 Trenching--Specific

2.7.2.1. Main Electricity-Supply Conduit. You shall bring the house electrical line from the nearest power pole to the house by underground supply. The trenching and conduit shall be as required by code and the local electric utility company for such undergrounding.

While at first glance that seems to demand that the buried service be placed in conduit, I see that a weasel could easily claim that the phrase "as required by code and the local electric utility company" could in principle be read as excusing bare cable if Code doesn't actually mandate it, regardless of clear the implication of the rest of the text seems to be. And believe me, the contractor who worked on that phase of the house was the very thing whose picture they put in dictionaries to illustrate the word "weasel".

Another one for the lawyers to contemplate. Sigh . . . .

Meanwhile, we were again without power for some while today, as the electrician did what he could, and ran a temporary of heavier cable for us, so we can at least function normally (till tomorrow, when construction work begins anew). That leaves me a long ways behind on many things, so this ends this chapter as as the world whirls.

Monday, aarghh

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Tue, 19 Feb 2008 03:00:00 +0000

So, feeling under the weather, I try to sleep in a bit today. Hah! It's Monday, fool!

Half of our incoming power is down. For those unacquainted with electrical matters, the supply to a residence is typically three wires; one is ground or neutral, while the other two are each about 120 volts with respect to that ground/neutral. But the power company cleverly sets the "phase" of the two hot lines (they're AC, alternating current, which means that the voltage vaires in a sine-wave form 60 times a second) are opposed, such that there is a 240-volt difference between them.

Items that run on 120 volts--lights, wall plugs, minor appliances--are wired as one hot and the neutral; the load is more or less shared (by the way the installing electrician wires up the main board) between the two hot lines. Heavy-duty appliances (such as electric stoves or ovens, air conditioners) run on 220 volts, which is wired as the two hot wires.

Well, somehow one of the two hot legs from the power pole to our house gave out. Apparently the break is in the buried conduit, which makes it more fun yet. So for a good while today, we have had only partial electrical service, meaning some lights and some wall plugs. Our water-pressure pump (we are on a well) wasn't running, meaning no running water, nor was our cooktop or oven available.

We have had an electrician in, and we now have a temporary run, meaning we can use most things; but, because he didn't have a sufficiency of really heavy-gauge wire on his truck, we are a little limited. We have turned off the hot-water heater, and believe (or hope) that that is enough to keep the load manageable even if we are cooking something when the water-pressure pump (3 HP) cycles on.

As a TV character once said, "This is not fun; I've had fun, and this is not it."

A couple of brief notes.

The Washington State primary, which is wholly meaningless to Democrats (all Washington delegates were selected by caucus) and nearly so to Republicans, is still expected to turn out at least 6 times the vote that the caucuses did. I repeat, and will continue to repeat: caucuses are a horrible way to select candidates.

Here's a shocker: people without good medical insurance are grossly underdiagnosed for cancer, and large numbers of them die needlessly, in terrible, protracted agony, because the condition wasn't diagnosed at a stage where treatment could have helped. Gives you a warm and fuzzy feeling about medical insurance, doesn't it? We are the unhealthiest "first-world" nation in the world, yet we pay more per capita for such lousy health insurance as we have than most or all other first-world nations. Think about it.

As I and almost everybody keeps saying, the next president is going to have a historically monumental number of serious problems to deal with, all created by the monsters who have run things for the past two administrations. Here's a modest list of just the foreign-policy matters needing major attention.

And the title of this Scientific American article says a lot: "Many States Elect Not to Use Flawed E-Voting Technology".

Am I the only one getting awfully tired of George "I saved Ireland" Mitchell's endless claims of saving Ireland, because Mr. "Saved ireland" a) didn't save Ireland, and b) had he, would still have made a mockery of sense and fairness with his baseball "report"? Mitchell and Ireland get tied more often than Giuliani and 9/11, and that's saying something.

Good night and good luck.

Genre fiction and the mainstream

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Mon, 18 Feb 2008 03:39:00 +0000

A complaint often heard in speculative-fiction circles is that it is (as Harlan Ellison, I believe, first called it) a ghetto. Mainstream readers and critics are condescending and arrogant when they notice the work at all. In the rare event that they run across something that they have to consider good work, they contort themselves into pretzels to explain how and why it isn't "really" science fiction or fantasy.

That is all too well known to need much further comment. But what I think sometimes gets overlooked is the reverse phenomenon: the extent to which speculative-fiction readers, at least the more literate ones who are beyond exploding spaceships, cheat themselves out of some mighty fine reading by not paying attention to "mainstream" work that is, in plain fact, speculative.

I am reminded of this by the novel I am currently reading, The Thin Place by Kathryn Davis. Do a Google for that title and "review" and see what you get: The New York Times, the Village Voice, Salon, Au Currant [sic], CNN, even Entertainment Weekly, and a further assortment, as deep as you care to go down the list, of establishment "mainstream" venues. Not one speculative-fiction venue, though, not one. And a backup cross-check of the top three sites that come up under a Google for <science fiction fantasy> shows not one mention of Ms. Davis or her works.

Yet, as she herself has put it,

I’m interested in the plight of a character embarked on a journey through an utterly unfamiliar (and frequently fantastic) landscape…. The quest itself has never interested me as much as the chance to describe that other world.

And she does that, remarkably well, in smooth, lucid, often pungently clever prose. I'm not sure I can remember the last author who impressed me nearly as much with her ability to capture the essence of a person--major character or minor--in one dead-on zap of a sentence.

Ms. Davis has by now a roll call of six novels, all but one of which have a fantasy element. The fantastic does not, in most, dominate (which is curious in a tale in which a child can raise the dead), but it's there and it matters.

But my point here is not to single out and promote Ms. Davis, though her work is worthy, but to use her as an example of what literate speculative-fiction readers are mssing out on owing, I suppose, to the tendency of most of the channels through which they receive news to focus on the Kiddie Krap that too often passes for literature in the ghetto (which is why it is the ghetto).

That, of course, is why I run a web site--Great Science-Fiction & Fantasy Works--dedicated to the literate in speculative fiction. But I, too, all too often, end up discovering gems like Ms. Davis only fortuitously. (Often it is descriptions in the latest Daedalus Books catalogue that catch my eye.)

I don't know what a good answer is. One can scarcely peruse every book release to see if has a speculative element; the sheer number of avowedly speculative-fiction books published every year already forbids careful raw review. I guess one just keeps one's eyes and ears open, and hopes for the best.

So many books, so little time . . . .

Roger Clemens

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Sat, 16 Feb 2008 22:02:00 +0000

There is much that can be said about whether and why we should even care whether any ballplayer used any PED ("performance-enhancing drug"), and most of it already appears on my Baseball, Steroids, and other "Drugs" web site. Right now, let's just look at the Clemens hGH-usage question as a demonstration of how the media and the Congress are handling this entire subject. I hope you have a strong stomach.

The matter is being presented as a "he said/she said" controversy between Clemens and Designated Sleazester Brian McNamee. Those who dislike Clemens--and he is not, by consensus, an innately likeable person--are crying out that Andy Pettitte's testimony clearly supports Mcnamee and damns Clemens. This has been repeated so very many times in the press--just Google on Pettitte affidavit--that anyone could be excused for believeing it to be fact. But is it?

Why don't we look at Pettitte's own actual words as they appear in his sworn affidavit? I have yet to locate a copy of it on line, but here are three verbatim extracts:

Well, obviously I was a little confused and flustered. But after that, I was like, well, obviously I must have misunderstood him.

I'm saying that I was under the impression that he told me that he had taken it. And then when Roger told me that he didn't take it, and I misunderstood him, I took it for that, that I misunderstood him.

I don't think I misunderstood him. Just to answer that question for you when it was brought up to me, I don't think I misunderstood him. I went to Mac immediately after that. But then, 6 years later when he told me that I did misunderstand him, you know, since '05 to this day, you know, I kind of felt that I might have misunderstood him.

Pettitte says that at the time the subject first came up, he understood Clemens to have said that he himself had used hGH; but his impression from that occasion was not so definite that he had any problem when Clemens told him at a later time that he, Pettitte, had misunderstood what Clemens had originally told him.

Is that proof that Clemens had not originally said he had used hGH? No. But is it, as it is being almost universally blared out, proof that Clemens did tell Pettitte that he, Clemens, had used hGH? No, of course not. In fact, it is probative of exactly nothing save that the two men had a couple of apparently rather casual and brief chats on the topic.

(For more discussion of what Pettitte did or didn't say, and the significance thereof, see also the Sabernomics site, the Baseball Prospectus site, and AOL's "Fanhouse".)

Another datum not getting much ink (or electrons) is the letter from Dr. Bert O'Malley, the Tom Thompson Professor and chairman of molecular and cellular biology at Baylor College of Medicine, who was given Clemens medical records for review:

"I have examined a large series of records provided to me by your office and which relate to Mr. Roger Clemens . . . .

"I have not found any of the above listed [in the letter] positive indications of steroid abuse during this period of time for Mr. Clemens. The record is remarkably uniform and devoid of suspicious indications. In short, my examination of the records provided to me by the Hardin office is completely negative and remarkably within normal limits for an athlete of his physique and age."

Speaking of doctors, what about McNamee's assertions that Clemens had abscesses on his buttocks from steroid shots? From ESPN:

The [New York] Times reported that in interviews, former Blue Jays trainer Tom Craig, former team general manager Gord Ash, and team physician Dr. Ron Taylor all said they did not remember Clemens being treated for an abscess. Taylor said he believed if Clemens had been treated, it would have been noted in Clemens' medical records.

Hardin said Craig and Scott Shannon, the other team trainer in 1998, told his investigators that they did not recall Clemens being treated for an abscess, according to the Times.
The abscess is not mentioned in the Mitchell report.

Then, of course, there is all the medical trash that McNamee has suddenly--after not once even hinting about it to the Mitchell gang, meaning also to the Federal investigators-- remembered (picture slap of forehead, "Oh, gee, I almost forgot . . . .") he had stashed in his attic or whatever. McNamee claims he kept all that stuff owing to some sort of mystic prescience that he would someday need to validate testimony against a then good friend and client. Hey, wouldn't anyone? And, of course, as a trained expert in evidence (former NYPD), he did such a marvellous job of preserving it all, in, uh, like cofee cans and the like. Oh, yes: very good, very solid, very, very plausible. (Take a look at the SI article "Burden of Proof", especially point #3.)

But I've saved the best for the last. Baseball Prospectus, an excellent team at the forefront of baseball analysis, has, under the guidance of analyst Nate Silver, developed a remarkable piece of analytic software they call PECOTA; it is essentially a sophisticated performance predictor--you can read the details at the Wikipedia link I just gave--and on the evidence a pretty good one. Recently Silver used PECOTA with ten-year-old stats to "project" Roger Clemens' career; that is, what he did was effectively travel back in time 10 years bringing along the PECOTA system (which did not exist then) and use it to look at Clemens as of that time to see what his probable "future" (our past) would be.

"Specifically, we will step back in time exactly ten seasons, and analyze what we might have expected out of Clemens from 1998-2001—the period during which he’s accused by the Mitchell Report of using PEDs—based on his performance through the 1997 season. . . .

"In fact, if we analyze Clemens’s performance over the four-year period, we see that the retrospective PECOTA projection comes quite close to the reality . . .

"Overall, there is nothing particularly unusual about Clemens’s performance over this four-year window [emphasis in original]—pitchers of Clemens’s caliber quite often do remain successful late into their thirties. . . .

"But where his statistical record is concerned, there is no smoking gun."

Got that? His achievements are entirely reasonable given his career history. Where his statistical record is concerned, there is no smoking gun.

Does any or all of this prove that Roger Clemens did not take any PEDs ever? No, of course not. What it does prove, to anyone with an IQ bigger than a Congressman or a brick (but there, as Mark Twain once said, I repeat myself), is that there is no evidence whatever that he did use such substances besides the word of a proven and admitted lying sleazeball.

(Twain's actual comment: Suppose you were an idiot. Suppose you were a member of Congress. But I repeat myself.)

technorati tags: Clemens, hGH, Congress.

Excitement

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Sat, 16 Feb 2008 04:02:00 +0000

What should be the biggest news of the day isn't, to most people: "Scientists Find Solar System Like Ours".

One reason this is important is that it is the first fruits of a newer way of searching for extra-solra planets. That it gave such interestibng results so quickly is a strong indicator that solar systems like our own are quite common.

The search technique most commonly used till now had a built-in bias for finding systems with very large planets orbiting very close to their suns, and such systems are not likely to possess planets with what we currently consider optimum conditions for "life as we know it"; but the new method, which is more sensitive in some ways, can find--and now has found--systems where there are likely to be planets of a reasonable size in the so-called "habitable zone" around their star.

Conjectures on the probability for life on other worlds have tended to make or break depending on the likelihood of solar systems like our own being common. Now we are pretty sure they are common, making the probability of life, which almost necessarily includes intelligent life, quite high.

That is what excitement is, not who seems to be winning what political horse race.

Happy Valentine's Day

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 02:57:00 +0000

And that's all for today!

(Because the rest is too depressing.)

Just the numbers

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 02:22:00 +0000

All I have time for today is a few quick numbers from the Democratic race so far. (These data are from the Wikipedia article "Results of the 2008 Democratic Party presidential primaries".)

In places where Democrats could actually vote--not be obliged to fight snow and ice to sit on their butts for hours--the overall results so far are these:

Obama: 9,024,521 = 51.5%
Clinton: 8,513,353 = 48.5%

The difference is about a half million votes.

But, that does not take into account the results from Florida and Michigan, which for now do not officially count. Michigan is truly meaningless because Obama was literally not even on the ballot there; nonetheless, it is interesting that Clinton's total there exceeds the current Obama margin. But Florida, though the votes don't "count", is still a valid measure of voter alignment, since each had the same non-opportunity there. With Florida results counted (by us, here, anyway) the numbers become:

Obama: 9,600,315 = 50.6%
Clinton: 9,383,656 = 49.4%

The difference is then under a quarter million votes.

What is interesting now is a look-ahead view: what are the big prizes still in play in primary (as opposed to caucus) states? Ohio, Texas, Pennsylvania. No one knows how those will play out--that's why we hold elections--but the betting is that Clinton will win, probably by good margins, in Texas and Ohio (Latinos and blue-collar voters, groups with which she does well), and possibly in Pennsylvania, too.

Should that be the case, the arguments for how the "super delegates" should go becomes clearer: they should go with Clinton, as she will (we are assuming here) have won a clear majority of those Democrats in the nation who actually got a chance to vote on who they want to represent them in the election.

(CNN states that 60 percent of the remaining delegates are in Texas, Ohio, and Pennsylvania — all states where polls show the New York senator is leading Obama; if she takes a three-state cumulative lead of significantly over a quarter-million, which at this time seems highly likely, she will be the clear winner in true-primary states.

Also left to go as primary states are, in order: Wisconsin, Rhode Island, Vermont, Mississippi, Indiana, North Carolina, West Virginia, Kentucky, Oregon, Idaho, Montana, and South Dakota; it seems unlikely that either candidate will have any clear net sweep of voters in those states, even cumulatively.

And for my money (and based on my personal experiences), they can take the caucus-state results and stick them up a tree.

How stupid?

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Tue, 12 Feb 2008 23:42:00 +0000

How stupid, indeed, do you have to be to believe the bilge the Obama campaign is handing out about their "big victories"?

In a column today in The New York Times titled "As Maine Goes … ?" we find this:

[T]urnout in Maine on Sunday set a record, with more than 45,000 people participating in the Democratic caucus; the previous record was 30,000, set in 1980.

“To blame it on the caucus is silly because turnout was so high,” Ms. Fried [Amy Fried, a political scientist at the University of Maine in Orono] said.

Ahem: in 2004, Maine produced roughly 400,000 votes for John Kerry (exactly 396,842, plus there were 8,069 for Nader). So those 45,000 caucus participants being touted as obviously representative account for scarcely over 11% of actual Democrats who vote in Maine presidential elections (not just registered Democrats). That is a triumphant vindication of the validity of the caucus process? Whatever was Ms. Fried smoking?

Mr. Obama still can't seem to understand why this nation needs to unite behind a universal health-care plan. Perhaps he should ask some doctors, and this would be a good time, inasmuch as physicians nationwide are up in arms over the latest insurance-company vileness:

Doctors across the country seethed with indignation Tuesday over a request by insurance giant Blue Cross to California physicians to report patients' pre-existing health conditions, possibly causing them to lose insurance coverage.

Here's a sample of quotations (in just that article) from physicians about the situation:

"This is outrageous," says Dr. Arthur Feldman, chairman of medicine at Jefferson Medical School in Philadelphia. "The 'Blues' are sitting on billions of dollars while most cannot afford health insurance and 46 million have no insurance. This will require congressional action."

"This so simply and succinctly exposes what health care 'insurance' in the United States is: a business," says Dr. Joanna Cain, director of the Center for Women's Health at Oregon Health and Science University in Portland.

Dr. Richard Frankenstein, president of the California Medical Association, said that the letter sent by the insurer asks doctors to "violate the sacred trust of patients to rat them out for medical information that patients would expect their doctors to handle with the utmost secrecy and confidentiality."

"Personally, I believe it is another corrupted concept by insurers," says Dr. Joel Saper, director of the Michigan Head Pain and Neurological Institute in Ann Arbor.

Dr. Sanjeev Saksena, professor of medicine at the Robert Wood Johnson Medical School, stated that "One of these days our public will realize that not-for-profit payers are needed for health care and finally appreciate what all other Western nations know -- universal health care is needed and cannot be provided by the for-profit sector."

Listening, Mr. Obama?

Some other news notes:

From CNN: The images in the Basra police file are nauseating: Page after page of women killed in brutal fashion -- some strangled to death, their faces disfigured; others beheaded. All bear signs of torture. The women are killed, police say, because they failed to wear a headscarf or because they ignored other "rules" that secretive fundamentalist groups want to enforce. Just folks like you and me, except different.

From The New York Times: The electric chair is cruel and unusual punishment, the Nebraska Supreme Court ruled Friday, effectively suspending executions in the only state that made sole use of the practice. . . . Gee: it's unusual, and it's cruel--does that make it "cruel and unusual"? I guess so.

Are military veterans knee-jerk Republican voters? Apparently not.

From Time: One billion people will die from tobacco-related causes by the end of the century if current consumption trends continue, according to a global report released Thursday by the World Health Organization (WHO). I think Mr. Darwin once coined a phrase that covers the ground.

Scientific American reminds us why we need a president who is not a grandstanding ignoramus about elementary science matters.

Again from The New York Times: Almost all biofuels used today cause more greenhouse gas emissions than conventional fuels if the full emissions costs of producing these “green” fuels are taken into account, two studies being published Thursday have concluded. That would be interesting news if it were news, but it's nothing people following this issue haven't known since Day One; but will that stop the parade of idiots and liars who march us "forward" into the age of biofuels?

Finally, if you want to keep an eye on Mr. Obama's roll toward a nomination that the Democratic Party will be ruing for at least a generation, the 2008 Democratic Convention Watch is as good a place as any to look.

Obama is, in essence, Ralph Nader grown to unmanageable size. Each offers the same basic formula: everything and everybody but me is vile and corrupt, we need C-H-A-N-G-E, elect me and we'll all live happily ever after, and never you mind how or why, angels will descend from heaven to fix it all for me because my heart is pure.

Worst of all, Obama, unlike Nader, might get nominated and elected. If you're a Democrat and a masochist--and apparently most Democrats are--you're going to have a really great next few years.

Bye, now.

technorati tags: health care, Obama, Clinton, caucuses, Islamists, death penalty, smoking, biofuels.

The evil that men do

noreply@blogger.com (Eric Walker) — Tue, 12 Feb 2008 02:59:00 +0000

First, a good look at what the next president will have to deal with, and why, in an article entitled "Bush Ad Infinitum", which emphasizes that the evil men do outlives them. It concludes by saying:

To save time, I suggest the next president start with Executive Order #1: Every executive order issued by George W. Bush is hereby rescinded. Effective immediately.

But you really should read the whole thing to see, to feel, how badly off we are and how deep a hole the next president has to dig a way out of before we can get to new business.

Then try Bob Herbert's New York Times essay "Where’s the Big Idea?" for an idea of whether either of the Democratic candidates has a big enough shovel:

Where, in this alleged season of change, is the big idea?

What’s missing in this campaign is a bold vision of where the United States should be heading in these crucially important early years of the 21st century. In their different ways, Senators Clinton and Obama have shown themselves to be inspirational and at times even heroic figures. But neither has offered the vision that this moment in history demands.

It's enough to make grown men cry, to consider this wasteland we have made of what, literally within living memory, was a great nation.

Yes, there were numerous very horrible things wrong in our post-war America; no one should gloss over them and fantasize some Golden Age of peace, prosperity, and brotherhood. But the difference was that there was a largely shared ideal, and a sense that if things are wrong, we can and will work on them and fix them. But apparently as ye sow television, so ye shall reap the bored and uninvolved: ask not what your country can do for you, ask what's on tv tonight.

For a brief, glimmering couple of centuries there it looked like maybe, just maybe, this time civilization could beat the Toynbee Trap:

When a civilization responds to challenges, it grows. When it fails to respond to a challenge, it enters its period of decline. Toynbee argued that "Civilizations die from suicide, not by murder."

I'd like to believe I'm being unduly pessimistic, but that's not what the evidence says.