The result of an earthquake in Taiwan in April of this year.
Via: TYWKIDBI
Various & Sundry for Friends & Family
We had a ship on Pier 30-32 this week. We were a bit short of proper security people, so I ended up standing at the gateway giving directions to the passengers. (no, the hippies and the sea lions both moved North a while back... yes the ferry boats dock at the ferry building, are you asking about something else? .. F line to the Castro, be back by 5:30) As you can tell from the frequency of my posting, I've been busy. The first link is a good old fashoned snarl.
The next set involves the sciences and the uses the political class puts them to.
Media soul searching. The media doesn't have a soul, it's owned and operated. They must have pre-printed articles like this one, with fill in the blank areas for the specific mea culpa, because like the sales down this Christmas article you see every year, the same outline pops up on a weekly basis. If it draws eyeballs to advertising, it's professional journalism.
Keeping up on science fiction. As a side note, I haven't read Zero History yet and every time I stop to buy it, something comes up. Soon come on that one.
The remainder of the links are political. I'll end with Lapham's interview: an upbeat reflection as opposed to the fear-mongering we recieve as daily fare.
NJIT Distinguished Professor Philip R. Goode and the Big Bear Solar Observatory (BBSO) team have achieved “first light” using a deformable mirror in what is called adaptive optics at BBSO. An image of a sunspot was published Aug. 23, 2010 on the website of Ciel et l'Espace, as the photo of the day.
“This photo of a sunspot is now the most detailed ever obtained in visible light,” according to Ciel et l’Espace. In September, the popular astronomy magazine will publish several more photos of the Sun taken with BBSO’s new adaptive optics system.
More at link
This week has been a stuff-'o'-rama extravaganza. Oracle / Java has a huge exhibition at Moscone. Streets blocked south of Market, shuttle busses all over the place, and everyone suddenly has an opinion about some aspect of cloud computing. It's also the weekend of the Moon Festival next door to me in Chinatown. Both events have conspired to produce a tsunami of folks that aren't quite sure where they are or what they're doing there. But everyone seems to be having a good time, and things sort themselves out by daybreak, so what the heck. The first three links are humor. (at least I hope they're humor).
The next set is a bit of theology paired with an essay denoting every worker's nagging feeling that they've just taken it in the touchis ... again.
The next is our bit for the media / showbiz. The talking heads (Sunday yap-yap shows) are all a-flutter over Dinesh D'Sousa's Forbes article. Will some obscure academic bring down the President? Can his laser-sharp insights be denied? Will Scooby Doo get away from the lake monster? Some of these folks need to get out more. Maybe have a moon cake. They only bake this large a variety once a year, and they'll be gone by Tuesday too.
Here is a crypto page, with links to some more detailed papers.
The remaining links are political in nature. The one that makes me think impure thoughts is the radical President essay. Written by an foreign policy expert, you can read it two ways. 1) As written or 2) Where would the writer's cushy internationalism, deal making, and generally unsupervised lifestyle go if America elected a President who was concerned about Americans. It must be so tough. (another round, and freshen the caviar. I'm about to generate an opinion.)
Buy the right house: Actually, that’s pretty much it. Federal farm subsidies are paid out to help keep farmers in business. The intention is to stabilize farmers’ income to counteract erratic weather and fluctuations on commodity prices. Unfortunately, the subsidies are notoriously mismanaged. In 2006, the Washington Post investigated the lax attitude surrounding the allocations of these funds. Surprisingly, the most egregious offenders were suburban McMansion dwellers. Reporters found that the cash payouts remained tied to the land-long after that land stopped being used for farming. The journalists also found realtors and developers advertising the subsidies as a selling point on lots and houses. In 2005, one area of Texas brought in $37 million in rice farm subsidies-most of it going to either non-farmers or farmers who no longer grew rice at all.
Pictured (1956) is an IBM 350 RAMAC drive with 5MB storage. Today's malware would barely fit on it, but a family of squirrels would probably find it a nice, warm, and dry place to nest.
Via: Susan
Responding to a question, Kalam said the nuclear non-proliferation treaty has become useless as cyber war would be more devastating for all the countries with networked financial and economic resources.
Rather than insert an extension into the previous page, I decided to post separately. I've spent a free afternoon trying to follow the ins and outs of our economic system, as opposed to the system of making and selling things. I also borrowed an e-book, Through the Looking Glass, from the library. Guess which one makes more sense. Hint: it also contains some great illustrations of what looks like a fun tea party.
A small entertainment can stand in for the current state of affairs, as best as I can sus them out. Suppose I asked you, the reader, to dig into your pocket and lend me three cents. The understanding would be that I would return your three cents in ten minutes along with an extra penny for your trouble. Now in our part of town, three cents is enough to buy a penny candy and you might assume that that was my plan. Nope. Upon receiving the pennies, I discover that their value is in fact one million dollars. Scoff all you want, but my rating agency has confirmed this fact. (it works real darn quick cuz I'm the owner and have a deadline) Since I want to turn this serendipitous windfall into regular money you can use at the grocer, I insure it with my very own insurance company. This is fine because now my insurance company has a million dollar account in paper debt. Discount the paper by $20 and AIG will buy it and in turn sell it to Uncle Sam. I'm left with an insured, AAA piece of paper, which I sell to the Fed, and still hold your three pennies. I return two pennies and intone the magic words: market swing, front loading, management fees, and of course, Our Way Of Life. Sadly the price of penny candy has gone up because the new millionaire on the block is willing to pay a nickel for them.
In real life, there are more people on the chain, so the individual profits are smaller, and somewhere on the concatenation a spoilsport might call the debt. It crashes, we bail the participants, a speech or two and maybe a baby for the wolves, then back to tending the Engine that Pulls our Economy. Sorry, even when you study, follow the math, look up the numbers and references, and make a good faith effort to understand, it makes about that much sense.
Computerized Stock Trading: Most of those trades aren't coming from trigger-happy day traders and mutual fund managers with billions of dollars at their disposal. It's a flood of machine-gun speed fury coming from an army of computers programmed to obey complicated algorithms that are hyperactively buying and selling.
In other words, the original idea of a stock being a share or investment in a company, i.e. Aunt Mary saving for her retirement or Dr. Tan building a nest egg, has been ditched in favor of a Second Life style virtual game. Producing a product or service doesn't seem to have much to do with anything. All well and good as far as it goes, but add to this lark a Government entity (the Fed) that pegs the value of virtual money to real money, i.e. markers exchangeable for real goods or services , at a strict one to one. An electronic hick-up awards a million e-dollars to Princling, Princling and Lickdicker, the Fed dutifully prints up the cash, and the market readjusts the value of your stash to keep everything on an even keel. Boy howdy, you're in the game without having to lift a finger. Mention the idea of a market determined exchange rate from virtual to real and you too can learn the definition of constructional dyspraxia. (but it sez I produced the equivalent of 60,279 bushels of wheat by clicking this here button. It's right on the screen...) At your next dinner party, try serving a picture of the meal to get a sense of where the problem lies.
Today is the `Opera in the Park` show in Golden Gate. You get to hear some of the best singers of the season, grab a nosh while the glitterati are patting themselves on the back, and lounge in the sun. I'm in. The first set of links relate to economics.
Next a bit of hackery in the Sterling style.
Now for the culture portion of the show.
I was paging through the TV channels this morning (Sun) while I was cleaning the hovel. In almost every case a talking head was castigating the other media outlets and patting himself (or herself) on the back for the team's nuanced reporting of a report about the influence of an article about a report on a blog that said... In other words, the TV version of a circle jerk. The P.R. department has become a primary news source and some jake, with the approved ethno-signifiers (discrete gold cross nestled in a not so discrete décolleté, refined hint of indeterministic accent), gets elevated to expert status. (as long as you can read the teleprompter) Thank God for the cartoon channel. At least the inside references are both clever and inclusive. This little jeremiad brings us to the last links: politics
For comic fans, history fans, and comics history fans, the Digital Comics Museum is offering downloads and scans of public domain comic books from the 1940s and ’50s. There are a massive amount of titles and issues available, from Captain Science to Sherlock Holmes to Frisky Fairy Tales to the chaste Sweet Sixteen Magazine, and many, many more. You can also find the very same horror comics that led to the creation of the Comics Code Authority. Via: Tor.com
The link is at Digital Comic Museum. Yes, they do have Cow Puncher Comics.
Note: If you download in .cbz, you can simply rename it .zip; if you choose .cbr, you can find a free reader on google. .rar you can use RARfrog, again free on google.
Labor day is almost over. One of the weekend's headlines was 'The CEOs that fired the most people received the largest salary". My personal bug-a-bear this week is Senator Simpson and the million breasted cow suckers. My guess is that he'll stop collecting on his senator's pension, special medical insurance deal, and the other perks he didn't pay into as soon as he realizes that that would help the debt... Then again, maybe not. Ragging on Vietnam vet's disability benifits is a pretty long stretch for a guy who spent his two years driving a desk around in Germany. Parallel universe, whiskey in the kool-aid, not enough ventilation in the limo, who the heck knows.
The first links are cyber security related. The one about cracking the quantum encryption shows a major weak point. It was in fact cracked at a hardware point, which is where most monkey business is done. The weak spot isn't some Alice, hidden in an underground bunker in West Slovinia, it's at the origination and destination points. With Homeland handing out Top Secret ratings hither and thiver combined with the turf-walls that seem to grow like mushrooms, COMSEC security becomes a bit illusionary.
Next is a continuation of the computer meme. The commentator, Marc Thiessen, comes across as a tough American hard-butt, but the record shows him to be a Toupac, in the limo headed South when the going gets tough. He hasn't got the message that the real tough guys don't have to tell you over and over about how manly their manhood is.
The next two could be filed under philosophy.
And last, that darn old politics.
Via: Singularity Hub - Yet what Uncle Sam has over many other bio-inspired robots is its modular design. Built from repeated segments of sensors and actuators, modular bots let you construct larger machines out of relatively simple building blocks. As we’ve discussed before, modular robotics also allow the possibility for robot to self assemble in the field, and to be easily repaired if a section is damaged.
Right off the bat, I can see this being useful to rescue squads. Mount an IR camera and a microphone cluster uplinked to a Fourier processor and you could hunt for survivors in mines or earthquake damaged buildings. On the other hand, Homeland's terror apparatchik might want to classify it for its own use. If it can fit up the loo pipe, it must be publicly accessible; no warrant needed.
Via: BoingBoing. Living next to S.F. Chinatown, I've become used to somewhat ungainly translations.You know the drill: tense mixups, singular / plural mixups, elisions, and idioms that just don't fit. On the other hand, I've seen Cantonese speaking waitresses do their best to hide a smile when a Mr. Multicultural attempts to order dinner off the chalkboard. As great as it is, machine translation (google for most of us) can still let a few boners through. (so to speak)
In this photograph captured with a digital SLR camera by NASA astronaut Douglas Wheelock, Earl had a distinct eye that spanned about 17 miles (28 kilometers). Most of the storm had a seemingly uniform top, though the bottom edge of the image gives some sense of the towering thunderheads forming over the ocean. The solar panels of the ISS remind us that the sun is still shining, at least on ISS Expedition 24.