Some quick hits that have piled up over the past couple weeks:
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The Climategate scandal has ratcheted up my skepticism of anthropogenic
global warming up a couple notches, and it was already pretty high.
Claudia Rosett notes that, whatever your opinion of
the science propounded by the True Believers, their
economics is much, much worse: the UN Climatistas
have boundless (and totally unwarranted) hubris as to their ability
to predict and control the entire world's economy for decades. Who does
that remind you of? Me too, and Claudia agrees:
For UN planners to presume that they can reliably calculate the economic future around the planet and across decades is absurd. To pretend to calculate the economic future in neat correlation with potential variations in climate is ridiculous. For UN planners, and politicians jetting into Copenhagen to further pretend they can better organize our lives based on this confetti of calculations is beyond inane. This is the global version of the old Soviet planners sitting down to command the economy of the USSR -- and enforcing it would similarly require repression and coercion. Welcome to a world where you wait in line for toilet paper. Unless, of course, you are one of the climate-klatura, entitled to your caviar, limo and private jet, high above the queuing proles.
Just as "health care reform" isn't really about health care, the "climate change" hoopla isn't really about the climate: both are about massive new government control over its subjects.
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Senator Coburn (R-Oklahoma) has issued a new report (press
release here) on
various projects funded by the "stimulus" are doing, wastewise. New Hampshire
doesn't make the top 10, but the full
report contains the story of the four new buses (costing
$2 million) purchased for
our local (ostensibly private) bus companies. Pun Salad discussed
this back in July.
Anyway, if you need your blood pressure raised a few mm Hg, Coburn's report could well do the trick.
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Back when I was a young 'un,
George
Gamow
introduced me to the
mind-bending concept of infinity, using (among other things) the
notion that (given an infinite amount of time) a monkey randomly
pecking at a keyboard will produce any given text, for example
the complete works of Shakespeare.
Leave it to the British to put the concept to the test.
What was learnt: The theory is flawed. After one month - admittedly not an "infinite" amount of time - the monkeys had partially destroyed the machine, used it as a lavatory, and mostly typed the letter "s".Darn!
Wikipedia has that and more: don't miss PixelMonkeys.org, which applies the concept to computer graphics; this Reuben Bolling comic; and, for geeks, there's RFC 2795, the Infinite Monkey Protocol Suite (IMPS).
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Dan Tuohy debunks
the myth that the University Near Here doesn't prepare
you for fame and fortune. Well, fame anyway. (Usually, our
Alumni Association
loves to publicize our famous alumni; I think they'll forego
that in this case.)
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I really liked this (out of context) quote from one of the reviews
of "Samuel Adams Pub and Café" at Manchester Boston Regional
Airport.
I live a life of mystery and intrigue, where every second I have to be alert to pending disaster, but I still manage to spell basic English words correctly.
Hey, me too!