Friday, October 27, 2017
You think you've seen something important?
I work at a Site that has been in operation for a long time. Yesterday I passed by some... not quite... ruins...
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The window faces South.
It says nothing. Can it?
Sixty years ago, this building was new, concrete and glass, two hundred offices, in which obscure incantations and rites resulted in brief but violent magic.
Violent? Not the right word by orders of magnitude.
I spell: N-u-c-l-e-a-r.
Three-quarters of the Earth fears that word, so much so that mentioning the existence of the office behind this window once meant prison, and mentioning some of the words uttered within to the wrong people meant certain death at the hands of Federal agents as ruthless as the Mob.
I spell: C-e-r-t-a-i-n.
Half a mile away, there's an anti-aircraft artillery site, where radar, cannons and missiles watched constantly to see that this place was undisturbed. Yes. Anti-aircraft artillery. In the American woods. There are seven more nearby.
A quiet man in this office thought deeply, and figured, and figured, and figured some more, and a path opened to him and others like him as he peeled Reality itself for the fruit inside: he could turn a heavy metal and a light one into something brighter than the Sun.
Today, I can walk by his window unmolested. I imagine I can see an older, bespectacled scientist, possibly who knows Albert personally, worried about whether his idea will work, worried about what the guards will say when they see him looking at the outside world, worried about how his discoveries will be used.
He pauses to remember his wife telling him to take it easier, but he is unable to stop himself. He has to know. And he knows that it is better he than someone else, someone broken, someone evil with the desire to get even at... something...
And then that light played across his face. A solution...
So he succeeded, he and his professional brothers, so that his neighbors could punish a foe with a fire Satan could not handle.
And that job was finished, and he went home, and stayed home with his smiling and proud lady.
The Sun crosses the sky slowly. Shadows crawl across the wall and the bare concrete floor and then the other wall with its ribs exposed, silently marking the time as nothing happens, anywhere - today as in the last forty years. The windowframe says, "Pop!" once, goaded into speech by the heat, but no one hears it. There isn't even a clock to whirr or tick.
The air conditioner still roars on the lawn nearby, as if the office will be occupied again. Carefully, it filters air drawn... underground. It's fresh.
The window faces South. It says nothing. Can it?
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This isn't "fake news". It takes a minimum of poetic license. Yes, American agents would kill someone who disclosed nuclear weapons development secrets.
What would make you think that such methods are not in use today?
Monday, August 21, 2017
Reality: More Elusive Than You Think
You might be more fond of your ideas than Reality is.
The greater the participation in social media, the greater the uproar surrounding events of interest, and each new crisis is born smaller than the last. Factions curse, block, ban and unfriend one another over disagreements existing almost entirely in their imagination, as there is no apparent link between experience, research and outrage.
Often, we have the spectacle of someone second-guessing those on the battlefield from the comfort of a chair in Starbucks, their weapon a bedazzled smartphone rather than a bayonetted rifle grimly gripped in a muddy field...
Let us examine something held dear against an entertaining alternative, such that you see this light:
Lumos!
What are the odds that a single mother, living on "the dole", would write the most successful book series of all time and become a billionaire in the process?
It wasn’t luck. J.K. Rowling had help.
From Hermione. The real Hermione.
The seven volumes about Harry Potter are actually true.
J.K Rowling, a
destitute single mother living on the dole, was discovered by the real
Hermione Granger - played in the movie by Emma Watson. Hermione
recognized a way to do some real good. Ms. Rowling could tell the world
Harry's story, using Muggle technology, and reach an audience much larger
than that available under wizarding law. If presented as a fantasy play,
it would be wildly popular.
This was a win-win situation. Hermione, already acknowledged as the
best witch of her year, sold the idea to the Ministry of Magic because,
in addition to the telling of young Mr. Potter's triumph, it would ease
tensions between wizard and Muggle wherever the secrecy of the wizarding
world was breached - and Muggle technology was getting frightfully good. What would happen if Muggle discovered Wizard without preparation? Violence, born of a sense of betrayal, a sense of exclusion forced on the Muggle world due to its inherent inferiority. Not all battles would be won - so the story is out there, of good and evil, the struggle to live well among forces some cannot understand.
Magic is not uniformly uplifting after all. Far-fetched, is it? Consider this:
• Muggles routinely describe unusual weather and the
occurrence of unusual events as "a miracle". These are actually magical
acts, committed by deranged, evil or otherwise irresponsible wizards.
Sometimes, a Muggle is saved by an Auror on the scene. This is where you
get those amazing stories of survival against impossible odds. One of
my favorites is the tail gunner who landed alone, upright and unharmed,
in the sheared-off tail section of his B-17 during WW2. Alternately, you can recall without difficulty countless stories of children unscathed by fire, tornado, or vehicle accident while everything around them was destroyed.
• Magic cannot be dismissed by religious argument. Muggles widely
acknowledge as TRUE! the magical stories of religious icons throughout
their history. Many of these figures demonstrated their magical powers,
such as Apparition (Jesus), Transfiguration (Jesus again), the power of
flight (Jesus, Mohammed) and the ability to survive apparent death,
although the Horcrux used by Jesus has not been identified.... these things
are usually heavily shielded from detection, for obvious reasons.
Surely you are familiar with the story of Adam, Eve and the snake... who spoke to them! Snakes have no vocal cords.
Adam and Eve could speak Parseltongue. That's right in the Bible!
• Since the Harry Potter story was released, public notice of autism
and Asperger's Syndrome has taken off. This unfortunate side effect is
the result of improvements in Muggle communication and reporting
networks detecting the Ministry's effort to suppress underage magic. You
will notice that many autistic children still possess unusual skills - in fact, their parents will point to astonishing abilities their afflicted offspring demonstrate.
If you don't believe this, it's just because you choose not to believe.
Hmm. Where have I seen that before?
Nox!
Tuesday, February 21, 2017
"Diversity"
There are actually TWO different definitions of diversity in use today:
• The scientific definition notes the widely different experiences and genetic precursors individuals have had. This allows the conscientious and honest manager to bring them together to use their experiences and abilities to achieve goals.
• The colloquial/popular definition seeks to classify people by skin color.
At the same time, an astonishingly bad assertion is quietly inserted into public policy -- although these people are different, they have exactly the same abilities.
I hope you can see how idiotic that is.
Also quietly, that assertion is completely denied in any non-government venue; these typically collect performance data. CalTech doesn't care where you came from, your scores and interview determine whether you may enter, and it is over 40% Asian. The NFL does not give a damn what color you are if you contribute to scoring and a winning record, and they are over 70% black...
Which exposes one of the biggest hoaxes in American political history. You may have been fooled into adopting an idea which is completely false: that there is only ONE kind of "African-American".
The graphic should show you how ridiculous this is; all this time you very probably never realized the astonishing diversity of humans on the African continent. It makes no more sense to identify someone from Mali and someone from South Africa in the same way than it does to call someone from Germany, French.
And that is if any tradition was maintained by American families from those areas. Many - most in some urban areas - cannot find their ancestral home on a map, and they cannot name anyone who has lived there.
It doesn't make any real sense to label people for a region they have never seen, but there are activists in the USA who MUST maintain as many people in the *class* "African-American" as possible in order to make money off that population. This is incredibly lucrative, as their number has increased by over a hundred times since they were forcibly moved here.
Sunday, December 11, 2016
The Measure Of A Man
Not every hero wears a uniform. Some wear plain clothes.
Among the legends of music and astronautics who have passed this year, a less-famous man left us as well: Sacha Dzuba, an aspiring actor, gifted musician and powerfully charismatic fellow whose tribute Facebook page had over 500 members within hours of his passing.
I met Sacha when his band The Julia Dream set up in the Marriott Marquis for DragonCon on a Thursday night. I found him modest about his abilities - which I am aware is the actual sign of great talent. Their performance that night was amazing.
In conversation I found Sacha to have that eagerness to learn that is the hallmark of youth, increasingly rare among us. He had a sureness about him that made me want to hear what he had to say next, which is also rare, for me. His bearing compelled most near him to be better people, to be interesting enough to remain in his company.
Have you ever met such a person? Someone who was so good at just being themselves that you shut up to see what he was doing, and then modified what you were doing to be more like that?
I hope each of you have the opportunity to meet such a person as Sacha, an extraordinary man with the charisma and manner to entertain and inspire - immediately.
Thursday, November 24, 2016
Humor: Scatological: Technical\Nerdy
It has come to our attention that certain persons capable of great focus are not conversant with some ordinary societal functions. This missive should immediately produce improvement in personal interaction at work when posted in the appropriate locations.
Operation of the Typical Flush Toilet
A Guide
When gastric processes increase physical demands upon your system and intrude upon your awareness, possibly distracting you from contemplation of the relative merits of saline vs. silicone in implant technology, it may be time to defecate. The flush toilet is designed to assist you. Thus, this guide.
After entering the stall, take a few moments to examine the sides of the stall for cellulose sheeting, provided on a spool in a dispenser. If the dispenser is empty or nearly so, sortie to find supplies locally or call for assistance from a capable co-worker, taking care to select one cognizant of the task itself with respect to the social strictures which may apply to your workgroup.
Observe the ergonomics of the flush toilet, and note that a seat has been provided to support your weight while the difficult task of purging waste matter is in progress. Observe also the provision of a receiving basin in the toroid, and a control for the admission of fresh water to said basin. Activate this control now to observe the release of potential energy, and the principle of operation of the toilet: matter introduced into the bowl will be entrained and conveyed to processing equipment by the conversion of potential to kinetic energy provided by the piping arrangement. The sequence will time out.
Close the door securely.
Recall the sequence of actions necessary to disrobe, and execute enough of the procedure to remove your current clothing configuration from the likely direction(s) of your personal waste stream.
Sit, facing the door of the stall, so that you may attain greater comfort utilizing the installed seat and be in position to defend your throne against intrusion. Important: more than one person may not use this equipment concurrently without exceeding its design bases.
Defecate. This sequence will also time out.
This process may take some time to reach equilibrium. While you are verifying that transfer success is likely, consider flushing the bowl immediately to reduce odor. Be warned that this measure may result in inadvertent immersion of the posterior, depending on the magnitude of energy release this equipment demonstrates and the flow capacity of effluent piping, in bowl contents; such risk is enhanced for persons whose dependent anatomical features are considered protuberant.
When relief is attained – signified by the cessation of waste flow and the commensurate desire to defecate – flush the bowl. This lowers the likelihood of inadvertent contact with the pathogenic fraction of bowl contents and the consequent propagation of bacteria, E. coli chief among them.
Use the wall dispenser to obtain several sheets of thin cellulose fiber. Place the sheets in your hand so as to enable the removal of incidental fecal matter which may cling to your body, and pass them over obvious and likely areas. Drop each soiled sheet into the bowl. Take care not to allow gross accumulation, which could prevent proper toilet operation in subsequent flushing. There is no penalty for precautionary flushing of the apparatus.
When visual inspection of cellulose sheeting indicates that apparent incidental fecal matter is removed, and flushing has carried away both waste and the attendant paperwork, stand and replace clothing removed for this activity, taking care to place it in a configuration suitable for public appearance.
Exit the stall.
Proceed to wash hands against the possibility of undetected incidental contact with waste in accordance with the instructions in, “Operation of the Typical Lavatory Sink – A Guide”.