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Lughnasa                                                                  Harvest Moon

Woolly meeting tonight.  Kate baked a ground cherry pie and a raspberry pie.  Big hits.  “All hail, Kate!”  There was applause near the end for the desert.  Yin served her wonderful variations on Chinese originals, tonight a noodle and pork and vegetable dish.

Scott introduced the topic of the Singularity and we talked about technology and change for the rest of the evening.  Mark Odegard brought up a good point about advances in technology contributing to a digital divide with digital haves and digital have nots.  This divide will tend to reinforce class and racial divisions.  He said this in reaction to me saying I wasn’t particularly worried about the Singularity.  His point was that the rapid advances in technology can and will have unintended social consequences.  He’s right.

In this argument I find myself on the conservative side, that is, I believe there are so many fundamental activities that make us human from painting to poetry, music to novels, athletics and theatre.  They are not reducible to code nor products artificial intelligence can reasonably be expected to create. There are also the incredible complexities of life itself, human relationships, the intricate interlocking webs of ecology systems that will always, I believe, outstrip any technological advance.

And I love technology, gadgets, the new.  Just don’t see them hanging out with me at a Woolly meeting as full participants.  Ever.

 

Is It the End, My Friend?

Lughnasa                                                                         Harvest Moon

The singularity is near.  Can we prevent the takeover of the machines?  Will technology devour us, turning the master-slave relationship upside down in Nietzschean irony?  Life with intelligent machines has become a reality already.  Are we too late, doomed to follow our lemming-like path of one more gadget to disaster?

Doubt it.  First.  Depictions of the apocalypse have been failing since the notion first muscled its way onto the human imaginal stage.  We’re very good at predicting the end and equally talented at forgetting that it never happened.  In the Hebrew scriptures there was only one way to tell a good prophesy from a bad one.  Did it foretell events?  If so, good prophecy.  If not, bad prophecy.  And prophecies of  the end time have, so far at least, been wanting.  As proof, I offer the fact that I’m writing about
them.

Second.  Events do not occur in a vacuum.  That is, even if a singularity event or its near cousin came to pass, it would have been preceded by other advances outside of its ambit and the fact of its occurrence itself would shift matters in ways unpredictable.  These interacting variables would almost certainly create a less dire circumstance than techno-gloomy gusses anticipate.

Third. Remember Malthus?  He had a simple idea about food production and the carrying capacity of the earth.  He bet we would return to subsistence level agriculture once the population outstripped the food supply.  Hasn’t happened.  Why?  Agriculture advances, logistical advances, economic advances.  Simple ideas tend to leave out the complicated world in which we actually live.

Finally, will the end come?  Yep.  It will.  There are astrophysical forces at play in the solar system that will finish off life on earth and after that earth itself will be absorbed as our chief ally, Sol, expands into a red giant.  Will humanity have figured out how to live among the stars by then?  My guess?  Yes.

My sense is that we muddle along more often than anything else.  And the singularity will be a curiosity of our era.  Remember 2012?

Lonely Coax Cable

Lughnasa                                                                   Honey Moon

As I installed the CD changer and cleaned up the clutter of wires, I removed all the wires no longer needed.  To my surprise among them was the coaxial cable linking our television to Comcast.  Not necessary.  We now get all of our television content from DVD, Netflix, Hulu or Amazon Video.

Until I set all those extra wires aside, I’d forgotten that the coax no longer hooked up to anything TV related.  It looks lonely now.  I might have to bring it a computer.  Oh, wait.  Wi-fi.  Don’t need it for that either.  Still need the one downstairs with the modem and the router though.

An Electric Surprise

Lughnasa                                                        Honey Moon

Kate’s at a sewing circle all day today so I decided to surprise her and hook up the 300 CD player we filled up a while back.  While doing that, I eliminated all the old cords and connectors, tied like ones together with colored plastic-wire ties and dusted the whole area. It all works.  This is the kind of household maintenance I know how to do. (not that it’s hard.)

 

Darwin

Lughnasa                                                                  Honey Moon

Darwin has a clear, strong voice in On the Origin of Species and the Descent of Man.  After reading three chapters of his work, I came away with my jaws far apart in amazement at this guy’s mind.  He looks at things to which we all have access, but he sees them.  In this quote he does fall prey to a bias of his British Imperial time, but the point is brilliant:  “He who is not content to look, like a savage, at the phenomena of nature as disconnected, cannot any longer believe that man is the work of a separate act of creation.” (Chapter xxi, p.1, Descent of Man)

(Punch, 1882)

Also, I loved this from a couple of pages further along:  “I am aware that the conclusions arrived at in this work will be denounced by some as highly irreligious; but he who denounces them is bound to shew why it is more irreligious to explain the origin of man as a distinct species by descent from some lower form, through the laws of variation and natural selection, than to explain the birth of the individual through the laws of ordinary reproduction. The birth both of the species and of the individual are equally parts of that grand sequence of events, which our minds refuse to accept as the result of blind chance.”

(Editorial Cartoon, 1871)

When on the voyage around South America, I read some of Darwin’s journal entries from the voyage of the Beagle.  The more I learn about him the more he seems to belong to the category of inexplicable genius, a quantum step forward in human understanding: Newton, Einstein, Aristotle, Confucius, Siddhartha Gautama, the early Vedic thinkers, those sorts of folks.

Various

Lughnasa                                                                    Honey Moon

Got my second pneuma-vax since I got one before age 65.  That was fun.

Loki’s Children has begun to occupy front space in my mind, turning to it in the morning now when I’m at my best.  Work in the garden early, while it’s still moderately cool, then inside for the a.m.

After Missing has gone through its final paces with beta readers and Robert Kleim, I’ll begin seeking agents.  In fact I plan to develop a list this week, so I’ll be ready when a final draft is.

Two things to do this week in addition to others:  1.  Make candles.  2. Finally install our CD changer that we filled up a couple of months ago.

The Age of MOOCS

Lughnasa                                                                Honey Moon

The age of MOOCS.  A fine age for folks like me for whom learning has become a lifelong habit.  I finished my New History for a New China a couple of weeks ago and am about half way through Modern/Post-Modern.  Later in September I’ll pick up Online Gaming and Literature and Modern Poetry.

Each class I’ve taken so far puts another foundational element under certain current projects.  The Greek Mythology class and the Online Gaming classes support the Tailte Trilogy.  The Modern/Post-Modern strengthens the bones of Reimagining Faith.  New History fits my ongoing interest in China both ancient and modern.  Modern Poetry, well, that’s just for fun, but I do write poetry so it will help there and with my work on the Metamorphoses.

Intergalactic Pink

Lughnasa                                                                Honey Moon

“For decades, scientists were at a loss to explain the source of the so-called Magellanic Stream, a long ribbon of gas discovered in the early 1970s that extends nearly halfway around the Milky Way.

But new data from NASA’s Hubble Space Telescope have helped astronomers crack the case. The observations show that the stream did not form all at once; instead, the ribbon is a combination of material stripped at different times from both the Large Magellanic Cloud and the Small Magellanic Cloud, two satellite galaxies that hover around the Milky Way less than 200,000 light years away.” (accuweather)  artificial color

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We’re Baaaaaaccckkk

Lughnasa                                                              Honey Moon

As you can see, we’re back.  I entered the posts I wrote in Word so they would OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAcorrespond, mostly, to the chronology here, that is most recent first.  The new posts extend backward to August 9th (in the heading of the Word entries) but after them are the two posts made just after Ancientrails went back online, one by Bill and one by me.

(Bill and Me on Big Island in Lake Minnetonka)

If you don’t scroll back to see them, I’ll just say again a major thanks to cybermage Bill Schmidt, and his perseverance and good humor through it all.  Bill has a unique and helpful world view which was in evidence throughout this project.

Migration’s Woes

8/14/2013  Lughnasa                                                     Honey Moon

As you have no doubt observed, ancientrail’s migration to the larger bucket of unlimited service in 1&1’s hosting has encountered technical difficulties.  Bill Schmidt has worked away at this for how many hours I don’t know, but I know he works with a clear eye toward a goal and a lifetime of computer experience, which is saying something since he is now 75.  A resolution will take place soon, I’m sure.  It might mean a new beginning, which is alright with me.  The old Ancientrail’s material will not be lost, but it may no longer be online.  I write along anyhow, as you can see by these entries, so we’ll move on into the future.

These are the kind of prices we pay for access to this astonishing ability to communicate with anyone in the world who has an internet connection.  Anyone in the world!  Think of that.  A glitch here and there?  So what.