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2005: Year of the Walrus

10 nov 05

This won't work in browsers other than IE and konqueror. here's the dirt on it. For users driving one of those two browsers (most of you), the scrollbars guiding that little text area are green and oddly-shaded.

Weird, eh? A lot of these "web designer kiddies" style their scrollbars. I don't know how to precisely describe a "web designer kiddy"'s page (i think they might be referred to as "personal domains," even though that's not terribly exclusive or descriptive), but I know them when I see them:

one or two large stylish scribbly images that incorporate a photograph and rasterized text in obscure fonts, small html text, weird colors, modified cursors, styled scrollbars, etc. Basically, every conceivable use and abuse of CSS, and sometimes (rarely) javascript. Some "about me" or "likes and dislikes" stuff, a few links to other designers, and maybe a few blog entries. Contact info, of course. A lot of them include a blurb about the domain they've purchased (often fattening the economy of the island of niue with their top-level domains), illustrating that a creative domain registered is "part of the project," as it were. Also, WDKs do expressive things with the text in their ~~///>><<|----------page titles--|<<~.

Don't get me wrong -- I'm all for "design as content." it's just that WDKs' pages all look more or less alike. If your web-design is going to be art in and of itself, than at least put some thought into it, and do something original.

Perhaps I'm being too harsh; I suppose there's nothing wrong with creativity within a bounded environment. Ie, the pages don't all use precisely the same photoshop image -- some creative originality is obviously going into them. For whatever reason, this cultural template grew up, and people are expressing themselves within those parameters. Who am I to sneeze at it?

Doubly interesting is that many of these youngsters have a lot of technical knowledge. However, they don't grovel before the w3c (web publishing standards), let along 508 compliance or even an intuitive usability standard. But the information content is really an afterthought here -- as I said, the design IS the content. I think this is fine, really; w3c and usability standards, and even information content, are intended for pages that serve some informational purpose, which these WDKs' sites do not. And the WDKs are the first to admit it.

Let me find you a few examples:

  1. cherrysoda.nu
  2. infidel-heart.org
  3. with-you.org
  4. half-dressed.com
  5. blue-jupiter.org
  6. kunti.org

Even though I turned apologistic there, it's still hard not to be sort of shocked at just how similar these pages are. In their defense, there's only so much you can do within a browser window. But still...THEY ALL LOOK ALIKE. There are a few arty, non-info sites out there that don't correspond to this template; an older (but nonetheless post-degree) project of mine, for instance. Haha.

I'm incredibly hungry.

There are all kinds of spelling and typographical errors in this entry. 0092.html is getting too long anyway (look at the size of the scroll-thingy square thing that you drag around that scrolls the page, that I don't know the proper gay computer name for), and the next entry will probably jump into 0093.html.

This is how I do it, by the way: when the scroll-thingy on a browser pointed at a given blog page reaches a certain degree of smallness, I start a new page. I just eyeball it, but I think it's pretty consistent. Sometimes I overshoot, because the thingy won't be all that small, but then the next entry I do winds up being staggeringly colosal, and then the scroll thingy becomes truly microscopic.

I could probably do more entries on a page, but this way they're kept small enough so that all five people in the world with dial-up can download them. Sorry, that was a sort of "let them eat cake" statement -- I'm aware of the digital divide, thank you very much. Also, when the scroll thingy (I'm going to have to look up the proper name) gets too small, it's hard to grab with the mouse and drag about. But really, it's pretty arbitrary when I start a new page.

Man, I haven't blogged about my blog in a long time. I think I have a pretty good track record there -- a lot of bloggers blog about their blogs, and cause the already-sneering, information-seeking web community to sneer even harder at blogs in general. And yeah, "metablogging" (groan) is pretty stupid. But it's hard not to think about them while you're doing them, at least when one is first starting out. I've reached the point now that I don't really think about the mechanics of it. All I think about is my leering readers, and of course my own pathological self-absorption.

Of course, the above paragraph constitutes "metametablogging" (i guarantee you that others have written similar paragraphs) or blogging about metablogging. If I refer to blogging about metablogging, then that's "metametametablogging."

Speaking of self-absorption, check this out; pay special attention to the bottom, where you'll find the daily schedule under the header "THE COURSE TIMETABLE." in a previous entry, I mentioned that I'm going on this meditation "retreat" (more like boot camp), driving up to massachusetts in January (!) with a friend.

The "code of conduct" I linked to above makes the retreat seem harsher than it really is. It's not like you're sitting there in the lotus position, for the entire day, with some bald master in a kung-fu robe hovering over you with a bamboo staff, waiting for you to twitch your eyelid. Do you see all of those lines that read "meditate in the hall or in your room"? Well...of course one can sit in the lotus position for those whole time slots if one wants to. But, more likely, for us beginners, much of this time will be more a reflective period, just sort of sitting around, experimenting with thought, and so on. It's dead-quiet, no reading material, etc, so it's just about impossible NOT to meditate, unless you sit there thinking about all the animals whose names begin with "m," or planning a dinner party, or something.

Meditation has a bad reputation for being difficult. But really, all you need to do is sit there without sensory distractions, not doing anything, and let your mind do what it wants to do without pushing it in any direction. Obviously, don't do things like work arithmetic problems in your head (i did this once at a meditation group, because they pissed me off with their east-asian paraphernalia and affected cultural ritualism, and I wanted to rebel), but don't worry that you're not meditating "right." your mind will sort of flutter around, and you eventually get to the point, after a few minutes of fluttering, that you can sort of sit there and watch it flutter about. When you stop meditating, you always feel calmer and better.

By the way: meditation has NOTHING WHATSOEVER to do with buddhism. This is why that one meditation group annoyed me so much. They had all of this buddha-porn on the walls, and they made us take a little bow before we were allowed to speak, and blah blah. The whole ambiance was taken out of "the karate kid." I was probably being too hard on them, but I can get in a mood (all the time) when I just don't give any leeway whatsoever for ingenuity. Meditation is more like exercise, or a therapeutic massage for the mind. There's nothing ritualistic or religious about it (or at least there doesn't have to be).

I've never done it for more than a few minutes; several hours a day for ten days, while observing complete silence and eating little bean-pies will be quite interesting. Basically, I expect it to be very much like a 10-day drug trip. And apparently, that's sort of reminiscent. I'm always wondering where I can experience something totally odd, something that doesn't consist of trees, cars, buildings, people walking around and roads, short of eating a pound of LSD, and I think this qualifies, along with deep sea diving. It'll be a unique experience.

It's notable how we can blame everything on our parents. Whether it's genes or upbringing that's to blame for behavior, fault goes back to them. Of course, they can say the same thing about their parents, their parents of course being responsible for poor parenting. And so on, back through generations, until one reaches the unescapable conclusion that there really isn't any accountability, and that circumstances are thrust upon us.

"but no! I've done something with my life! I've worked really hard, and overcome adverse circumstances to build a satisfying existence for myself!

Yeah, because you were endowed with the resources to do so. Not resources like money and support-network, but rather just the way your brain works -- genetic determinism. I've always wanted to have this conversation:

"i haven't had the advantages you've had."
"yeah? Like what?"
"proper neural configuration."

But then we have the problem that one can (supposedly) physically change one's "neural configuration" with different cognition and different behavior. Of course, one could argue that whether or not one is able to change this behavior is contigent upon "proper neural configuration" to begin with, but from there we'd have to reason that the universe is utterly deterministic, something I'm not 100% sure about.

It's sort of a silly problem, really, and it's amazing that so many people {including myself) have spent so much time and mental energy on trying to "resolve" the "problem" of free will versus determinism. Sone people take relatively new knowledge about elementary particles to be evidence for free will. According to a strictly deterministic viewpoint, everything that happens (including brain activity) is determined by pre-existing conditions in the fundamental properties of matter, including those that make up the brain and its processes. Of course hardly anything is known about the brain, but it's safe to say it's a piece of reality, composed of the same fundamental buildings blocks that everything else is.

The thing about these elementary particles, of course, is that they've been found to behave non-deterministically -- they jump and bounce around in ways that are inherently impossible to predict, even within perfectly controlled conditions. I don't have the background (or a home particle accelerator -- home depot, $69.99), so I'm taking a scientist's word for it. Contrary to some estimates, they aren't out to hoodwink us as part of some kind of conspiratorial cabal.

Anyway, the random behavior of quanta tells us that you can't predict anything, and that things can go any which-way at any given moment. So, strict determinism is wrecked. HOWEVER (here's the rub), how does this translate into free choice? How are neurological processes somehow able to direct this randomness along a particular path, such that "we" are in control of our behavior? It's a frustrating question.

The intuitive answer is "yeah, obviously we're in control...at any given moment, we can do something completely screwy and unexpected, like suddenly decide to raise your left hand -- try it!." but that "decision" came about via brain activity and neurochemicals, which are of course composed of elementary particles, which of course behave in a random way. The question is: are "we" in control of this randomness? One could no longer call it "randomness" if this were true.

The structure of the brain is a genetically-determined, matter-composed thing. When you come out of the womb, the brain is right there. That's more easily described as a machine of sorts, and it's easier and less offensive to say that "the brain" works the way it does because it was built that way. Things start getting less intuitively true when "mind" is created; when a lifetime of memories and experiences alter the physical brain. But these experiences and remembered events are part of the grand scheme of reality themselves, and their activity had causal agents (regardless of which path those causal agents took, based on the random behavior of quanta).

Today, I'm leaning towards "quantum determinism" (even though I'm necessarily a "free will agnostic") -- the behavior of reality isn't predictable, and "anything can happen;" however, this randomness is, indeed, randomness, and has nothing to do with conscious choice or will. A decision takes place because of chemical and electrical activity that has a causal agent which have a causal agent which have a causal agent etc, all of which being governed by the same laws that govern an quark bouncing about unpredictably.

Even if free will is an illusion, then it's still a convincing one -- it seems very much up to me whether or not I pick up a rock lying on the ground, even though this "decision" is just a series of chemical and electrical processes that are governed by physical laws -- the laws of quantum mechanics, ultimately. Our minds are locked into this interpretation of reality, since our "consciousness" (whatever that is -- might be important) leads us to believe that we're in the drivers seat. So it might make sense to believe there's such a thing as free will, even though there's not. Of course, whether or not we believe it might be beyond our control.

Quantum mechanics might not support free will; instead, all it might do is substitute "beyond our control" for "is pre-determined." no one is saying that the future is precisely mapped out -- it's not. It's just that any decisions we make, any will we exercise, is necessarily a part of ("determined by") the one reality, which moves in accordance with the laws of quantum mechanics.

The buddha says (double-groan) that cause and effect are responsible for a great deal of what one terms one's successes or failures -- outside circumstances. thich nhat hahn echoes this. As far as practical, non-theoretical application goes, we can strike a balance: attribute some things to causality, and some things to autonamous action. Both strict and quantum determinism, while perhaps ultimately true, are irrelevant in considering "what to do next," because a comforting, convincing illusion of free will is still present.

The statement "we can change the structure of our brains" (to, according to one interpretation, alter causality with will) or even "I'm thinking about something" are pretty strange. What is "we"? What is this entity that is apart from our physicality?

Have you ever heard of e-prime? I bet most of you haven't. E-prime is a revision of the english language that eliminates the verb "to be" as being dogmatic and undescriptive. And true -- that verb most often is used to name, define and categorize, which often isn't terribly descriptive. I think we can take it a step further and devise "e double prime," which also elimiates the subject/object "i, "we," "us," etc.

Assignment (10 points): translate the following into e-double-prime: "i think, therefore I am."

thought occurs, therefore an entity or entities apart from obvious physicality move(s) through reality.

I'm inclined to think of the "i" in that objectionably sentence to be a way of referring to consciousness. When I'm in a particular mood, I equate consciousness with sort of an ultimate driver's seat -- one great consciousness, that is all being. I derive a sort of "proof" of this from reality being composed of self-directing quanta, and this self-direction being another word for consciousness, or in a sense, ultimate free will. Of course, another way to say "ultimate consciousness" is "god." the last part of an enormous, confused paper I wrote, patched together from of a dozen scribbling-sessions, talks more about ultimate consciousness and how it relates to quantum mechanics. Quantum consciousness would resolve free will vs. Determinism, since each one of "us" IS the reality (the only proper use of "to be"?) that self-directs via quantum randomness. The god gene at work.

So, we can't really blame our parents for anything. I'm trying to figure out the chords for "my only," as sung by danielle brisebois in the movie "as good as it gets," and it's just impossible. I have the first few, but after that the progression modulates crazily, the guitar plays these partial chords and minimalist licks, and the bass isn't that audible and doesn't always play the root note. Yeah, it's impossible. Maybe if I were locked for 1,000 years in a room with a CD player and a guitar, I'd get it eventually, via process of elimination: 13 root notes, let's say 10 functional chords (should be enough), and 20 changes within the song. Then every possible combination, consider how long the song is, etc. Maybe only 100 years.


09 nov 05

I'm sort of forcing myself to blog here, just because I can't stand the thought of "08 nov 05" sitting there, languishing for days and days. But I just don't have anything non-stupid to say. Sorry. Go back and read some old entries! I've always wondered why people don't do that. If you want, I can recycle them, just moving them to the front of the queue and putting new dates on them. I guarantee there are entries you haven't read. I hope.

I've sort of given up. Since the IBM gig fell through, I haven't really seen the point of anything. California, of course, didn't work out, either. There are only a certain number of failures one can take before one just says "fuck it." I could do something drastic, like take off in my car or on a bus for canada, but I realize that once I get there it'll just be more of the same: cars, buildings, people, trees, roads, and the sounds they make. The world doesn't stop being shitty just because one is in a different corner of it. At least here, I'm comfortable, and don't have to wade through my inordinately long adjustment period for any new circumstances.

If I left for some romantic city to "seek my fortune," my world would consist of a squalid apartment, and the route from that to some horrible job. I'd see the same buildings every day on my way to work. I blogged about this before, while I was in california -- how the world is largely the same, and how it just doesn't matter where you are. The problem is one of "attitude," or in the way I think about things. I don't know how to correct it, though, or even if it's possible. Generally, if something is difficult to do, it's not worth doing.

The trick, as I've said before, is to forge satisfying, pleasant relationships and do satisfying, pleasant work. Love and work, just as freud said. Not an easy thing, but something that's maybe worthwhile pursuing. A shitty world is almost bearable with love and work. A miserable job(s) and/or miserable relationship(s) are going to play hell with world-view and happiness.

Enough of this eeyore crap. I slashed my deceased punching bag, and let the sand drain out onto the floor. The next step is anyone's guess. Here are pics, as always. I took some of the sand as it poured out:

There are now a 250 pound pile of sand sitting my laundry room. Interestingly enough, I still haven't given up on the punching bag idea. Next step is to get another one, and fill it with something other than sand. Either that, or get some kind of chain-male bag that will hold up to being filled with sand and being kicked.


08 nov 05

I broke my punching bag again.

A big gash split in the top of the bag, and some sand pooped out all over a hoody that was lying on the ground beneath. Not too much, though.

I discovered a great new kick, which lead to this tragedy: the high straight kick. If you aim a straight kick high (uppermost chest, neck, face), then it not only pushes, but strikes hard, with at least as much force, snap and speed as a side kick. It requires some flexibility. If you bring your knee up high enough to get the foot high, it also provides enough spring to pop the heel out hard. A straight kick aimed lower at the midsection is just going to push an opponent, albeit pretty hard. But the kick aimed high is going to break something.

Now that I look at the forensic photos again, I can see what happened. I'll draw a diagram:

The kick not only hit straight on, but also carried the target upwards. My foot simultaneosly pushed the bag back and lifted the whole structure such that one of the suspending chains jumped out of its S-hook. My foot came in contact with the bag at a relatively weak area (right above that leather seam), and the "stickiness" of my foot pulled the contacted section of canvas up and pushed it forward too hard and too fast for the seam to hold.

So, the split was formed, the ring flew out of its S-hook, the bag coming down those few inches tore the gash even nore, and then my blue hoody gets covered with a pile of sand./p>

Oh well. I'm tired of buying $30 bags from overstock.com. I think maybe the next one (if there is a next one) won't be filled with sand. I'll either buy it already assembled, or fill it with something else. Sand is so easy, though, and it helps engineer your strikes such that you're not going to break any bones of your own. How am I going to accumulate 250 lbs worth of rags? Rice might work better.

But for now, I give up. But it's nice to know my kicks are so mighty. In the bag's defense, it wasn't really designed to take upward/forward hits so close to that upper seam. It more had in mind mid-section, forward pummeling. It probably also had "not being filled with 250 pounds of sand" in mind.


07 nov 05

The difference between the phrases "people are x" and "humans are x" is that the second lends itself to generalization. Consider this: "racoons feed at night." this is no problem. Now, substitute "racoons" with "humans," and keep the structure but not the content ("humans like water"). Using "humans" instead of "people" implies that we are animals, and nothing more -- we are our bodies, which are mechanical devices "programmed" to operate in a particular way. "humans are bipedal." "humans' sexual behavior is complicated, more so than most other animals."

Contrast this with "people's sexual behavior is complicated." this seems wrong, if not a little offensive -- who is the speaker to say that EVERY person exhibits "complicated" sexual behavior? Maybe some people are simple-minded in their approach. But to generalize like that about "humans" is acceptable.

There is a great deal of variation in behavior among other animals. For instance, one could say "most racoons are afraid of people," and not exhibit a stereotyping, generalizing, or even "racist" attitude towards racoons. The less descriptive one is, the less precise in statistical analysis, the less potential for offense. For instance, "some racoons are afraid of people" is good, "some racoons are sometimes afraid of people" is better, "some racoons are sometimes afraid of people to an extent" is even better, and "racoons exhibit diverse behavior" is best.

One could say "racoons are afraid of people," but are we sure we're being precise in our description? Perhaps significantly so, because, by "accepted" definitions, all racoons behave "shyly" around humans to a "significant" degree. This statement probably isn't going to encounter any political resistance, even though it is in fact a generalization, or a stereotype. We have our "realm of ideas" racoon, one that's afraid of humans, and then we assume that all other entities who are considered "racoons" fit into this template, stereoptype, or generalization.

This has critical implications for racism, although "ethnocentricism" might be a better word, because "race" is on its way out as meaningfully descriptive. "ethnicity" is enough of a broad-stroke to begin with that it's really impossible to take offense at it or quibble with the definiton -- one can practically define an "ethnic group" any way one wants to. Let's check out a dictionary definition:

ethnic group. N : people of the same race or nationality who share a distinctive culture.

"nationality" is easy to define -- "citizenship," a legal term; legality is based on firm and sharp categories (who was born where, who has a passport, who has paper x in slot y in vault z). However, it's odd to talk about the "american ethnic group," or the "laotian ethnic group," because there are groups of people living within each of them who share more traits with each other than they do with other groups. I question the validity of applying nationality to ethnicity.

Culture is hard to define in the first place -- I defined it once before as "any activity that doesn't pertain to reproduction," even though the selection of flavored condoms is certainly a cultural behavior. Furthermore, "culture" becomes more difficult to define when it's applied to "ethnic group." different families have different cultures. Does this mean that family x of white people are of a different ethnic group than family y of white people?

Finally, we have the term "race" within the definition. "people" isn't really under the lens of deconstruction here, unless you count the humanzee, a supposed chimp/human half-breed, or if you go back in time to ca. 6,000,000 years ago, when the human species's lineage diverged from some other primate form (again, no clear line/point here). "race" is the biggest are of difficulty, and it brings us back around to our rejection of the term in the first place, and our substitution of it with "ethnicity." does "race" exist? Yeah, in a sense, but it's hard to see it clearly. Does culture exist? Yeah, in a sense. Does nationality exist? Yeah, but that's probably a bad thing to apply to "ethnicity." do people exist? Yeah, most definitely. So there are problems with even that word ("ethnic"). But, as I said it's fuzzy enough so that it's useful. I won't even get into "share" and "distinctive."

"race" is a form of human cateogry. Of course, the lines are fuzzy. Of course, these things aren't meaningful on a deep genetic level ("races" can interbreed). But, let's say in 80% of cases, if you see a person walking down the street, you can identifiy him as "white," "black," "asian," etc. This is not to say that there aren't differences within each group -- but certain traits are consistently different, regardless of the degree of difference, from group to group. We can break it down, though. We can go by tribe, or otherwise subdivide groups like "white" or "black." and no-one remembers what tribe they came from. Americans are often a little fuzzy on exactly which european country their family hails from. Brazil has given up entirely, being a weird mix of japanese, native south american, asian indian, black and white. People there have interbred so much that assigning race to them is pretty laughable. But in some places, perceptible lines still exist.

In neolithic times, we had groups like the modern-day khoisans (formerly hottentots), who have pretty much kept to themselves (no interbreeding) for x centuries. As a result, you can be pretty damned sure who's a khoisian and who's not. The khoisans have greater genetic diversity than any other "group" on the planet (or so I read, somewhere), which implies that the khoisans have been making babies for so long that those babies are really dissimilar to each other, genetically.

Of course, the problem here is that you're going to find just as much disparity between an inuit (formerly eskimo) and a bayaka (formerly pygmie), if not a lot more. But, these aren't part of the same "group." why not? I don't know. Why are khoisans all considered to be "khoisans"? Why is that a meaningful group, whereas the imaginary group that contains "inuit and bayaka" is not meaningful? On what are we basing this? It's pretty simple, really -- khoisans all live in the same place, and are more bayaka each other than an inuit is like a bayaka. But, within the subgroup of "inuit," there is less genetic diversity than there is within the "khoisans." from this, we infer that the khoisans are just about the oldest "race" on the planet, and probably resemble early man. I wrote about this before, and even put it into an essay in the writing section.

We don't have any issue with identifying different races of racoons, all of whom can and do interbreed, even though in many cases identifying this race of racoon might be a fuzzy or even difficult issue. But most, let's say 95%, of taxonomists will agree that X racoon is a member of Y racoon-race.

And of course this is applicable to humans, although perhaps to a lesser degree due to centuries-old interbreeding. Racoons just don't have the range for it. Humans, on the other hand, have been trekking around the globe mating with each other for a few million years. But still not to the point where one can't tell a black man from an asian man; shaquille o'neale isn't easily confused with yao ming (even though they guard each other -- I believe yao schooled shaq).

Let's take skin color as a genetic trait, just because it's so often used, and people are familiar with it. True, saying some people are red, some people are yellow, some people are brown, and some people are beige is ultimately innacurate -- if you look on a color map with a range of all human skin color, these shades are on an easily and smoothly navigated spectrum and are severely blurred, and it's literally impossible to draw a "sharp" line between a brown person and a yellow person. However, there are greater concentrations in some places than in others:

Yeah, the boundaries are blurry, but that doesn't mean we can't talk about categories at all. This is the old boundary problem: categories are blurry, but does this mean they don't "exist"? Do we throw out all subdivisions, all generalization, and all stereoyping because we can't make a definitive cut? Or do we do as good as job as we can? The reason we draw these lines (I'm talking in general now, and not in race) is because they're useful in getting things done. However, drawing these lines across human phenotypes doesn't serve any useful function, and probably even serves a harmful function, but it doesn't mean it can't be done.

Back to the map: one can call those areas between lines "race." or, whatever you wnat to call them, of course, if "race" is debilitatingly offensive or politically counterproductive, both of which it probably is.

I'm not interested in this because I'm pushing an agenda -- I'm not some kind of racial purity nazi or something. It's just an interesting category problem, which I enjoy. Another good one is psychiatric disorders -- man. If you thought boundaries were blurry and/or created in race, then you're in for a treat when you hit autism and mental retardation.

Some categories are better deliniated than others -- it's pretty easy to reach a consensus on where your computer monitor ends and where the air around it begins. But, if you look at things closely enough, the boundaries are just as blurred. Racial boundaries get more questionable the more interbreeding occurs. For instance, in north america, what are usually referred to as "blacks" and "whites" have been having children for centuries. So, you get a lot of people in various shades of beige running around. This has led the law, which as we've established, is necessarily obsessed with categories, to implement such silliness as the "one drop rule," which applied the legal defnition of "negro" to any white with one drop of negro blood. Furthermore, we still have something like this going on today. For instance, college applications require the applicant to indicate their "race." but instead of being a legally enforced issue, it's turned to self-identification. Of course, if I told vassar college that I was black, there might be some ensuing problems.

Which leads me to agendas, and some hypocrisy that goes on there, not to say these aren't universally good agendas to be pursuing. When it's beneficial, we call the category of race into existence (affirmitive action, college quotas). When it's harmful (racial discrimination, or preferential treatment), we abandon it. But affirmative action and college quotas ARE preferential treatment of one "race" over another. Why is this acceptable? Because some "races", "cultures" or "ethnicities" have a unique history of shabby treatment by others, and this treatment, over time, has lead to some really horrible, glaring inequity and injustice that can be partially rectified and balanced-out by treating one group better than another in certain situations (jobs and schools). This is a temporary measure, until the under-group catches up. And, there's some evidence that affirmative action is working in this regard.

Furthermore, it doesn't matter that the group didn't exist to begin with, if that's your belief. The group existed based on our ideas -- we created it -- and then people were assigned into this group, and treated poorly. So, we take this same group of people, and treat them preferentially.

If you don't care if you're offending anyone, race is fun to talk about, just because categories are just about the funnest thing to talk about. Well, write about. I don't like talking to people, except to say "PASS THAT THAR JAM." I don't like having to think on my feet -- I'm sort of slow. Not dumb, necessarily, but just slow. I'd make a bad lawyer, I think.

mentally shift gears to a topic that might be weirdly related, but probably not. Maybe.

I equate language with the one innate human technology; our technology is inside of us. Language is what LAREGELY seperates us from other animals -- we have more of it. We have sartre, and chimps have "want food." we have supercomputers, and chimps have sticks they use to fish termites out of their mounds. Now, this isn't to say anything of their usefulness -- collecting termites and demanding food can be argued to be just as, or even more, useful than calculating and trying to predict, imperfectly, weather patterns, or establishing the meaning of life (which might just be to get as many termites as possible).

Clearly our society and its "progress" is defined by technology. And, "we" are defined by our technology. Langauge is a technology because it's an intricate tool used to simplify work. It's a machine. Since language is supposedly locked into the brain, I'd like to call language our "innate technology." technology is locked into us, and is always going to be there. We can't return to an agrarian state, or reverse it except temporarily, despite what the unabomber and other luddites/anti-technologists advocate and try to bring about. Technology is always going to be "progressing."

We can't get away from technology. There's no going back -- it's in our brains, permanently. No matter how many nuclear bombs go off, it will still be there (if humanity isn't wiped out entirely, which seems unlikely, if not impossible), and is going to grow, either like a flower or like a cancer. I'm inclined to believe that technology isn't a good thing or a bad thing -- I just exists, like everything. It's not some unnatural evil, a picture some people like to paint. On the contrary, it's about as natural as a thing can get; as natural as our standing on two feet or living around 80 years. Even if evil robots take over, we'll be so intricately tangled in with this technology at that point, that we may as well call ourselves the evil robots.

"scrollbar handle" seems to be in relatively common use.

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