It’s a Tough Job, But Someone Has to Do It

Had an email from someone asking for help making a decision about a particular personal service (health-related). Since my knowledge about the topic is about 40 years out of date, I did what anyone who’s not room temperature would do nowadays: I typed search terms in a search bar and pressed “Enter”.

Sent the first two links that looked as though the articles were well-researched. Got an email back: “Wow! This was helpful. Thanks.”

Now, this isn’t a post denigrating the original asker for not doing a simple search. No, I’m just noting a mindset that doesn’t think first of what a marvelous resource the Internet is, or perhaps feels overwhelmed by the amount of information available and hasn’t spent time and effort learning some filtering techniques (or just doesn’t know how to go about developing those techniques).

I admit, my mind’s a bit odd. I grew up reading a LOT of books. No, more than what you think is “a LOT”–much more. And about half of the books I read were non-fiction, often reference works (dictionaries, encyclopedias, atlases, etc.–yes, read for entertainment), so I developed the mindset of checking references and instinctively look for well-referenced, well-organized, well-thought-out non-fiction. (That doesn’t mean that I write that way here all the time, of course. This is a blog, after all, a place for “the voices in my head” to give a shout out to each other. *heh*)

Add to that too many years in academia, working with my Wonder Woman through a couple of her masters degrees in library/reference/media, and I find it pretty easy to filter out B.S. or even just poorly-sourced, poorly-researched articles on the web.

I wonder how many folks are like my respondent, though–either unable to do such quick web searches (for whatever reason) or who feel daunted by the task of filtering the results?

*tink-tink* Where Are All the OT-Style Prophets When You Really Need ’em?

[“OT” in the post title=”Old Testament”]

 


 

So, the Left Coast came briefly under a tsunami warning this weekend as a result of a 7.7 magnitude quake off Canada’s west coast. Hurricane Sandy is about to ravage the Leftist Coast (East). We need an OT-style prophet to explain to the folks in these places just what that means… (Stay home on Election Day, urm, unless you’re going to mend your ways and vote Right? *heh*)

Riffing Off the WSJ

A WSJ slideshow for the developmentally impaired ADD generation pokes holes in the BLS “core inflation” CPI that comes nowhere near real people’s experiences (because it excludes real people’s real essential expenditures for essential things like fuel and food). After all, “feddle gummint bureaucraps” apparently believe we should all just eat cake and fly around in our private jets like the “real” people they know. Or whatever.

Bullet points:

  • “[Last month the] price of a gallon of gas was… $3.55. It’s now $3.84.” More importantly to me and my family, in America’s Third World County the day The Zero assumed office, gas was $1.40 per gallon. Now, it’s $3.66. That’s about 266% inflation on one item that is essential. What about
  • Bread: White bread, “1st Quarter 2010: $1.71; 1st Quarter 2011: $1.88 (Source: American Farm Bureau–in fact, unless otherwise noted these are sourced from the American Farm Bureau). In one year, that’s nearly a 5% increase in cost. Nah, “Let them eat cake.”
  • Milk (gallon) 1st Quarter 2010: $3.15; 1st Quarter 2011: $3.46. You do the math (Hint: it’s not the 1.4% the BLS claims for the CPI but more than double that.)
  • Starbucks Ground Coffee (12 oz.) 1st Quarter 2010: $8.99; 1st Quarter 2011: $9.99 (Source: Wall Street Journal) OK, anyone stupid enough to buy Starbucks crap deserves what they get, but this is pretty typical of good coffees, too. And anyone who says coffee’s not an essential good is just itchin’ for a fight. Still, something on the order of an 11% inflation in price? Yep.
  • Orange Juice (half gallon) 1st Quarter 2010: $2.98; 1st Quarter 2011: $3.14. 5% inflation.
  • Ground beef (pound) 1st Quarter 2010: $2.63; 1st Quarter 2011: $3.10–and that’s not accounting for 2011 and 2012. 17%-18%?!? Shiite, Batman! We’re gonna need to start eating at The Peking Room!
  • Potatoes (5 pounds) 1st Quarter 2010: $2.26; 1st Quarter 2011: $2.64. Another 18%-er.

And on and on it goes. Americans having to pay more for essential goods, more to be able to get to their lower-paying part time jobs, while “feddle gummint” cronies are soaking taxpayers to build “golden Solyndrachutes” and administration liars and their cronies, lickspittles and a$$boiz in the media, fellow travelers and co-conspirators are hard at work to build chains to keep more and more former citizens in slavery on the “gummint plantation”.


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Modern Living

Ordering from Amazon. Placed order w/”2-day shipping” option. Received notice of shipping w/in an hour. By noon, the item was listed as having shipped from a Fedex location about 70 miles from me. Next a.m.? Scanned in at a Fedex location 370 miles from me, though it’d travel more than 400 miles to get here from there via Fedex.

If I’d had direct access to the Amazon Marketplace seller, Imight well have simply driven up and gotten the product, but in that case, paying the extra $3 or $4 (I forget which) for next day delivery… nah, wouldn’t have speeded things up, since item was ordered on Friday. Would probably still have been Monday. And yes, I know Amazon said it’d be here by Tuesday, but it’ll be Monday, if my experiences w/Fedex are any guide.

Still… it will have traveled almost 800 miles to get here from 70 miles away. Something’s just wrong there. It’s almost as if it were coming via the Post Office.* Continue reading “Modern Living”

Texas Is a Bastard?

“They say that Virginia is the mother of Texas. We never knew who the father was, but we kinda suspected Tennessee.”–Tex Ritter (so don’t blame me, OK?)

*heh*

Compy Dreams

With the advent of Wintel tablets approaching, the tablet for factor may actually start to appeal to me for doing things other than just media/info-consuming. Sure, I’ve seen–and tried out–some of the office-type productivity app attempts on various tablets, and I’ve shuddered at Garage Band being touted on the iPhad (Garage Band and its ilk are represented as music content creation applications; they are “music content creation” apps as garbage collection–not even disposal–is to yard waste: a way to get the junk collected in one location). *meh* At best such things are kludgy. Of course, no tablet that come w/o included physical keyboards would be worth much to me for anything but media/info-consumption, either.

Yeh: might as well just look for a convertible touch screen notebook for me.

Unless… (and until) voice (and music) recognition advances would allow reasonable data input w/o a keyboard/mouse (or touchpad/screen) combo. Ideally, a wearable computer with a system that allowed projection of a virtual screen (while I continued to wear my prescription lenses) and could reliably translate subvocalized commands/data input into actions/content. Oh, yeh, music recognition capability that’d allow vocal or instrumental input and transcribe music played/sung with reasonable accuracy (as is now only reasonably done via direct midi input, although folks are working on decent transcription from live input). And an OS that allowed me to continue to use a music transcription software that can perfectly read my archives of scores already written. Combined w/decent ear buds and perhaps some motion-sensor gloves or wrist bands, such a system would be pretty much ideal for a portable computer for someone like me.

*sigh* Maybe such a system will be available before I’m too feeble-minded to be able to use it. (Some may say it’s too late for that already. *heh*)

Details Add Verisimilitude… or Not

In fiction, the less descriptive details detract from creating suspension of disbelief, the less they might drag a reader out of the story to say, “Nuh-uh! No way! Not so!” and so getting the little things right can make a difference in verisimilitude and suspension of disbelief, let alone simple enjoyment of a story well told.

Let me offer a very small example (one of, sadly, more than a few from a book now in hand):

Speaking about an event in Atilla’s life tied to a specific town in Italy in 452 A.D., a learned gentleman intones,

“The town was founded in the first century, so it was already three hundred years old when Atilla arrived.”

Really? Any (and I do mean ANY) literate person knows that the first century A.D. began with year 1 and went through 100 A.D. 452 A.D. was squarely in the middle of the FIFTH century. It would have made sense to have said, “The town was founded in the first century, so it was already FOUR hundred years old when Atilla arrived.”

When a novel that relies heavily on historical citations (and legends tied to history) begins to pile up errors like that, it starts to seriously detract from the story.

No, before you ask, it’s not a book by Dan Brown. It’s not within several orders of magnitude of being THAT bad. In fact, apart from niggling little things like the one noted above, and quite contra a Dan Brown prose atrocity, it’s actually pretty good reading, which is what makes these niggling little problems… problems.

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Eureka!

[N.B. Added link to one example–of many, many examples–of behaviors in support of my thesis below. ;-)]


The Zero has been an open book enigma, wrapped in a con man’s smile, covered by a flack industry’s hand-waving distractions and outright lies.

All this stuff we’ve been seeing from The Zero, his fellow travelers and cronies–the gutting of the economy and building of “golden Solyndrachutes” for the Crony Class, the bowing and scraping and (at least metaphorical) bending of knee to all sorts of foreign potentates and outright enemies of the US, the shredding of constitutional guarantees of fundamental human rights, and on and on and on: it’s all about Moochele’s campaign to combat her childhood nemesis. Yep, her childhood obesity is driving all this.

Oh, I have no picture of her as a fat child, but her psychological derangement is blatantly apparent, and its most likely cause is her own self-image, formed growing up as a fat kid.

And how does this explain The Zero’s (and his fellow travelers, etc.) behaviors? Think about if for a nano-second (that’s about all it takes, of course, to understand so simple a set of minds).

  • That Moochele drags Barry around firmly by the one ball she has let him keep is pretty much a given, taking even a brief glance at their respective public behaviors. One shudders to think what that emasculated quasi-male suffers in private (but then, considering who and what it is, notsomuch with the shuddering, ya know?)
  • That EVERYTHING Barry (and etc.) has done is aimed squarely at enfeebling the US is obvious to anyone with active brain cells numbering greater than that found in the average used Kleenex.
  • That this enfeebling of America has resulted and continues to progressively result in a cancelation of the “super-size” menu plan for Americans is also obvious. Just take a look at that package of bacon you’ve been buying for years. It doesn’t cost a LOT more (in increasingly worthless fiat dollars) now than when the Zero took office, true, but have you stopped to look closely at why that is? Yep. It’s now 12 ounces instead of 16. That package of cookies that’s only a “little more expensive” than in 2009? Yep. Smaller.
  • And as “the little people” have less and less to spend on smaller and smaller portions, Moochele’s dream from her childhood will come to pass. It’s almost biblical in scope. Or Greek god-like in petty, childish arrogance. (Those columns: whose idea were they really? Hmmm?)

And so it goes. Genius! It’s all about slowly weaning Americans from food entirely!


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False Memories

I really have no idea how common this is with other folk, but I have certain false “memories” that, no matter how much I exorcise them with facts, keep recurring. All the ones I’ve identified are dream-based.

Example: I sometimes wake in the night with a sense of loss, of having done something really, really stupid, and then I “recall”–very vividly–that I left the first car I ever bought behind in a move, just sitting in a parking space in front of a neighbor’s house with the key in it. Now, we moved from that house more than 20 years ago… and that was eighteen years after someone *cough* drove my car into the ground and had it hauled off to the junkyard while I was traveling with a music tour for the summer.

But still, every now and then, despite knowing what happened to that car, I “remember” leaving it behind, sitting in front of a neighbor’s house when my wife, kids and I moved.

Now, I’m always able to–temporarily–exorcise the “memory” and, like other false memories, I’ve always recognized it as such (though sometimes, in the middle of the night, not until I’ve given it some thought). But do I recognize all such false memories as being false?

How can I know?

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