Showing posts with label PZ Myers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PZ Myers. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Some Things I Miss, Some I Don't


Tucson Weather Today

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On Thursday November 1, 2012 I will be taking a 30 day hiatus from my daily blogging. The reason for this is that I will then be beginning my participation in this year's competition (with myself) in another annual National Novel Writing Month, better known as NaNoWriMo.

If you are not conversant with this phenomenon, you can read all about it HERE

In essence I will be writing a 50,000 word novel over a one-month period of time, striving for a minimum of 1,667 words per day.

Why?

To develop within myself the discipline necessary to persist until I achieve success, which is not to write a perfect novel within that thirty day period but merely to accumulate the necessary quantity of words resulting in an imperfect piece of work that can later be rewritten into a professionally polished final draft, a finished publishable novel.

That's it.

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I missed reading about a startling fact yesterday . . .

On October 29 1929, more than 16 million shares of stock were sold off in a panic in the stock market crash known as "Black Tuesday." Thirty billion dollars disappeared, 1,300 banks closed within a year, and almost 30 percent of the workforce was unemployed. Within four years, 11,000 of the 25,000 banks in America had failed, and the Great Depression was in full swing.

The economy had been so good during the 1920s that people kept speculating in the markets, so stock prices were too high, much higher than the stocks themselves were worth. When they suddenly fell, it was a snowball effect. People had borrowed money to buy stocks, thinking that they could turn around and sell the stocks at a profit, and now they went bankrupt. On Black Tuesday, stock prices fell so fast that by the end of the day many companies couldn't sell their shares at any price.

The front-page story in The New York Times on this day read: "Wall Street was a street of vanished hopes, of curiously silent apprehension and of a sort of paralyzed hypnosis. Men and women crowded the brokerage offices, even those who have been long since wiped out, and followed the figures on the tape. Little groups gathered here and there to discuss the fall in prices in hushed and awed tones."

It was the most disastrous trading day in the stock market's history. The stock market lost $30 billion, more than a third of its value, in the next two weeks. By 1932, more than 100,000 businesses had failed and 13 million people had lost their jobs.

From: The Writer's Almanac, 10/29/2012.

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Another thing I missed a long time ago and just ran across it is one delightfully fine site for either readers or writers. Or both.

Bartleby Snopes is a literary magazine devoted to publishing the finest fiction on the web.

Here is the Link

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And here is yet another thing I've been missing out on for a number of years. Excellent flavor in coffee.

Throughout nearly sixty years of my life I have been drinking coffee of myriad strengths and consistencies, from barely colored limpid water to the thickest of muddy sludge, I have sampled them all. Or so I thought.

Until this week I had never given in to the popular fad of imbibing in that outlandishly expensive libation labeled Starbucks.

Bur, a couple days ago I was browsing the grocery shelves and I espied a variety of Starbucks packaged coffees. So, merely on a whim, I bought a 12 ounce (340 grams) package of Medium Breakfast Blend.

Of course, when I got home, I opened the package immediately, like an excited kid with a wrapped gift in hand on Christmas morning.

Guess what. It was filled, not with the ground coffee I had expected, but with whole coffee beans.

And I had no coffee grinder. In fact, I'd never had one, never had the occasion to grind anything.

I threw my hands in the air and loudly vocalized a couple of choice exhortations.

To make a long story a  bit shorter, I put the beans aside for the moment, until the next time (the next day) when I was in that supermarket, where I bought myself a new $16.00 Mr. Coffee coffee grinder.

After getting the piece of equipment home, I first read the manual, then ground and brewed up some Starbucks coffee. When it was steaming in my NaNoWriMo coffee mug, I took a tiny sip. And then another, and another.

It was delicious. I can say without a doubt that this was the best cup of un-sugared, un-creamed dark black coffee I had ever tasted.

I've got to admit it. I was wrong.

And the general public was right.

Starbucks is great.

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One thing I did not miss was popular atheist and outspoken liberal PZ Myers blogging that he does not like Obama. No, I'm not joking.

Read it HERE

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WORD FOR TODAY

tableau [TAB-low]
noun
graphic description; dramatic or artistic grouping.
tableau vivant (living picture;) pose reproducing a well-known painting, sculpture, scene, etc.


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BORN ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY

   
Charles Atlas
Born Oct 30, 1892
Died Dec 23, 1972

Charles Atlas, born Angelo Siciliano, was the developer of a bodybuilding method and its associated exercise program that was best known for a landmark advertising campaign featuring Atlas's name and likeness; it has been described as one of the longest-lasting and most memorable ad campaigns of all time.

Note: I dreamed of taking this Charles Atlas bodybuilding course all through my sub-teen years. But Mom and Dad wouldn't let me.



Born Oct 30, 1735
Died July 4, 1826

John Adams was the second President of the United States (1797–1801), having earlier served as the first Vice President of the United States. An American Founding Father, he was a statesman, diplomat, and a leader of American independence from Great Britain. Well educated, he was an Enlightenment political theorist who promoted republicanism.



Born Oct 30, 1945
Age: 66 years old

Henry Franklin Winkler is an American actor, director, producer and author.

Winkler is best known for his role as Fonzie on the 1970s American sitcom Happy Days. "The Fonz", a leather-clad greaser and auto mechanic, started out as a minor character at the show's beginning, but had achieved top billing by the time the show ended.

Since 2003, Winkler has collaborated with Lin Oliver on a series of children's books about a 4th grade boy, Hank Zipzer, who is dyslexic. Winkler also has the learning disability, which was not diagnosed until he was 31. The dyslexia was an unhappy part of his childhood. Winkler has published 17 books so far about his hero Zipzer, the "world's greatest underachiever".



Born Oct. 30, 1896
Died Aug 28, 1985

Ruth Gordon Jones, better known as Ruth Gordon, was an American actress and writer. She was perhaps best known for her film roles such as Minnie Castevet, Rosemary's overly solicitous neighbor in Rosemary's Baby, as the eccentric Maude in Harold and Maude and as the mother of Orville Boggs in the Clint Eastwood film Every Which Way but Loose.

Note: She was so funny in that movie. (And so was Clyde.)


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The only place were 'success' comes before ‘work’ is in the dictionary.

--Unknown


Monday, October 10, 2011

An Extra Long Walk



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The weather was so marvelous this morning that I extended my daily walk for an extra half-hour and snapped a few photos along the way.

Here is the first one...

Looking North on Camino Seco at Speedway Boulevard

Tucson, Arizona

(Click each photo for larger view)

Santa Catalina Mountain Scene



Another Santa Catalina Mountain Scene



There are several more but that's enough for now.

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PZ Myers has asked his readers to write an essay titled Why I Am An Atheist which he will include in his blog. Well, since I am not an atheist, I cannot truthfully write such an essay because I am neither an atheist nor a theist... I am merely an evolved primate who does not know whether God, a god, or even a godlike creature exists... or not.

But I should be able to write an essay titled Why I Am Not An Atheist.

Perhaps I will do so.

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Sunday, August 29, 2010

Again I Have No Title


While walking with me out on the back deck Eva suddenly scampered over to the swimming pool's edge and excitedly reached down to the surface and grabbed up a lashing-tailed six-inch long lizard that was swimming rapidly away. After much coaxing I persuaded Eva to drop the furiously writhing creature onto the graveled ground at the outer fence. I then later fetched the pool skimmer and launched the hapless invader out into the remorseless desert.

Case closed.

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"Heavier-than-air flying machines are impossible."



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Last night just before I fell asleep a seemingly profound thought occurred to me:

From the instant of The Big Bang's beginning until the instant of the universe reaching total entropy, many changes will have taken place, one of them being the emergence of biological life on Earth and its eventual demise long before the Earth's Sun will have unavoidably expired.

A day later, I still remember the thought. But I no longer am excited by it. Ho hum.

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Chicago is . . .



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YouTube has some video-recorded messages to Christopher Hitchens who is now suffering from esophageal cancer which can be viewed at:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hNARwNOTrMw&feature=player_embedded#!

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I found the word naivety as I was reading in an informal journal and was delighted to learn that this word actually now exists in the English language. I looked it up in an online dictionary and found:

(nah-EVE-tee) Noun: the state or quality of being naive; ingenuousness; simplicity; gullibility Alternative spelling of naïveté. naivete, naiveté, naïvete, naivety

Now that is a word I can use, and will -- probably much too often.

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Do you see the cube below as if you are on its left side looking up into it or as if you are on its right side looking down into it?

Necker Cube

Can you alternately realign your eyes and view the cube as if from each perspective?

Curious, eh? And thought provoking.


Also thought-provoking is a paragraph I read at The Buddha Is Not Serious blog:

Ninety percent of the thoughts spinning around in our heads have no essential reality. And we go from birth to death, unless we wake up, wasting most of our life with them. The gruesome part of sitting (and it is gruesome, believe me) is to begin to see what is really going on in our mind. It is a shocker for all of us. We see that we are violent, prejudiced, and selfish. We are all those things because a conditioned life based on false thinking leads to these states. Human beings are basically good, kind, and compassionate, but it takes hard digging to uncover that buried jewel.


And finally . . .

"As some people say" is one of the more perniciously lazy phrases in the English language.
--PZ Myers

Monday, July 26, 2010

Wisdom? Whimsey? Or Merely Dogma?

PZ Myers wrote:

One of the terrifying properties of fundamentalist religions is the way they demand conformity: they lay down strict rules to regulate how people are allowed to think and behave, and often how they are allowed to dress and speak. Questioning the dogma is forbidden. Getting into situations where they have to think for themselves is dangerous. The community must be policed so that odd notions do not pollute the minds of their children or themselves.

Biologist, PZ Myers
Associate Professor
University of Minnesota, Morris

Mr. Myers also wrote:

Perhaps the cruelest aspect of conservative religions is the way they insist that all people must follow one straight and narrow path, regardless of the fact that people are diverse, and they impose endless misery on so many people by fostering fear of deviation.

While I do not agree with all of PZ Myers' ideas, I certainly agree with the above.


Speaking of Organized Religion's (radicals?) fervent believers, there is a thought-provoking Youtube video that illustrates how and why so many human beings are so easily led to believe that mankind's penchant for polluting the atmosphere is the sole cause of global warming, or climate change.

Ignorance is as ignorance does.
--Forest Gump's Mama

You can view the short clip if you click here.

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Saturday evening Mike served as Chef and cooked up one of his hugely successful specialties: Grilled Bison Burgers, Cheesy Roasted Potatoes, Grilled Veggies, and for dessert, Whipped Cream topped Fresh Fruit Shortcake. I sneaked a peek at him in the kitchen while he was preparing the potato dish and discovered his secret ingredient -- "Mmmm mmmmm, good! -- Mmm mmm good!"

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Since I am home alone at this writing (Sunday morning) today's lunch is going to be Golden Walnuts in Creamy Sauce over Butternut Squash Ravioli with mixed vegetables. It's one of those delicious two-dollar Eating Right frozen dinners that cooks in five minutes in a standard microwave oven.


(Yes, I wrote the above paragraph yesterday (Sunday)

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Recently in The Atlantic I read this sentence: No one's talking about significantly curtailing corn subsidies and replacing them with fruit and vegetable subsidies; even the USDA has not gamed out precisely how such scenarios would affect the average farmer.

That was the first time I'd encountered the term 'gamed out'. The context indicates the meaning, but why not just say 'worked out' or 'figured out' instead of perhaps confusing a large share of readers? Does it perhaps make the writer feel young and modern?

Hm . . .

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Remember this guy?
You do? You don't?

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I read the following quotation somewhere... don't remember where or when. But it seems particularly relevant to the current situation facing citizens of the United States of North America.

I have never made but one prayer to God, a very short one: "O Lord make my enemies ridiculous." And God granted it.
--Voltaire