This is how Idiot America engages itself. It decides, en masse, with a million keystrokes and clicks of the remote control, that because there are two sides to every question, they both must be right, or at least not wrong. And the words of an obscure biologist carry no more weight on the subject of biology than do the thunderations of some turkeyneck preacher out of Christ’s Own Parking Structure in DeLand, Florida. Less weight, in fact, because our scientist is an “expert” and therefore, an “elitist.” Nobody buys his books. Nobody puts him on cable. He’s brilliant, surely, but no different from the rest of us, poor fool.
Apocryphally, this commercial brought AT&T to its knees when it ran.
On a Saturday. During an Alabama game:
Stay with it ’til the end.
More Pictures of Cars and Deities
HeathenPix of ArtCar 2009 are now up at Flickr.
Nerd Alert
If you’re a member of my tribe, you should definitely read A Brief, Incomplete, and Mostly Wrong History of Computer Languages.
A couple gems:
1964 – John Kemeny and Thomas Kurtz create BASIC, an unstructured programming language for non-computer scientists.
1965 – Kemeny and Kurtz go to 1964.
and
1972 – Dennis Ritchie invents a powerful gun that shoots both forward and backward simultaneously. Not satisfied with the number of deaths and permanent maimings from that invention he invents C and Unix.
and of course
1980 – Alan Kay creates Smalltalk and invents the term “object oriented.” When asked what that means he replies, “Smalltalk programs are just objects.” When asked what objects are made of he replies, “objects.” When asked again he says “look, it’s all objects all the way down. Until you reach turtles.”
Must. Have.
When I was a kid, the best tie-in toy had nothing to do with Star Wars. Sure, the Death Star playset was cool, but nothing from Lucasland could compete with the Enterprise kit’s “functional” transporter. Spin the box, hit the button, and Kirk’s gone planet-side. Plus, the Trek toys were pre-shrinkray — 8 or 12 inches tall instead of tiny and cheap like the Star Wars figures. (Let’s not even talk about what they did to G.I. Joe.)
Turns out, it’s back, and so are vintage figures. I’m not really a fill-my-office-with-SF-toys guy, but for this, I may make an exception.
The answer to the question “where does the Roomba go?”
Someone took a 30-minute exposure, in the dark, of their Roomba’s path through their room. Neat.
The tiny house Mrs Heathen will want as soon as she sees it
The Clayton iHouse.
Mo Pix Of People You May Or May Not Know
Photodocumentation of Birthdayfest ’09 at Chez Jarzosaki is now available. Enjoy.
Here’s something only a few of you will care about.
The poet Mary Karr was involved for years with David Foster Wallace, and is widely considered the real-world inspiration for the P.G.O.A.T. (“Prettiest Girl Of All Time”) a.k.a. Joelle Van Dyne in Infinite Jest.
The same article that brought me this gem also noted something else utterly fantastic: DFW had footnotes on his tattoos.
Dept. of Cigar-Box Guitars
(Also, fans of certain artists should make sure they don’t miss the reference by commenter #8.)
Today’s Good News
Treme, David Simon’s new show about New Orleans post-Katrina, has been picked up by HBO.
Things used to be much funnier
Dom DeLouise is dead; I’m not sure what shocks me more: that he’s dead, or that he was seventy five. Something else I learned from the obit: He was in Fail-Safe.
Here he is with Dean Martin in a sketch that was apparently much, much funnier at the time. On the other hand, the outtakes from Cannonball Run are still hilarious. (Which reminds us of this delightful and perfect homage from The State.)
Observations on Running Outside in Kansas City for the First Time
- In which we note the weather
- 63, partly cloudy.
- This is important because…
- In Houston, it’s already like six billion degrees.
- Why this didn’t matter as much as you’d think
- In Kansas, the ground does this weird thing where it goes up and down, so “running” often involves “climbing” as far as this flatlander is concerned. Ow.
- What else is weird about running in the sprawl of KC
- Wildlife next to the thoroughfares: squirrels, rabbits, and curiously tame geese. Also, goose shit; seriously, if it was any bigger, I think we’d have to consider them mammals.
- Final score
- 3.5 to 4 miles, about 45 minutes. Left the Garmin at home. Oops.
Dept. of Depressing Realizations
I’m already into the 2nd elite tier of Hyatt’s frequent-guest program.
Amusingly, Hyatt is supporting the ongoing devaluation of precious metals in such contexts; rather than having levels at Silver, Gold, and Platinum, they use Gold, Platinum, and Diamond.
Some marketing douche thinks he’s clever for that.
Inventive Solution to the “Steve Perry” Problem
A challenge facing any Journey coverband is finding someone who can sing as high as Perry. One option? Use a 9-year-old:
Granted, his career’s over as soon as his balls drop, but he’s good for a couple years anyway.
Things Erin Is Going To Eventually Wish She Hadn’t Sent Us
This link to Bakon Vodka. Mmmm, Bacon.
Today’s Rube Goldberg Award
I think I like the dart the best. Check it out. Via Agent Ed.
Just in case.
How to brew beer in a coffee maker, using only materials commonly found on a modestly sized oceanographic research vessel, courteously supplied by Agent Rob.
Best. iPhone. App. EVAR.
I just checked the calendar.
Turns out, it’s the first of May, and Jonathan Coulton has a song about it. NSFW, but funny as hell.
WWJD?
At Last!
NPR is reporting that David Souter may retire, thereby giving BHO his first shot at the Court.
Excellent.
Handy.
About that beauty queen’s anti-gay-marriage comments
Why is anyone surprised that someone as self-evidently vapid and useless as a beauty pageant runner-up has absurd and stupid opinions? Good Christ, she probably still believes in the Easter Bunny, and — if her colleagues are any indication — has at best a tenuous command of current events.
Dept. of Bad Pet Ideas
A lovely tale, over at National Geographic, of a man and his bear.
In case you’re horny AND a crystal-gazing greenie
How about a wind-up vibrator, free of all those nasty batteries?
Bait shop.
In Belize. On the beach. No software in bait shops. No airports, either. And only bugs I can physically quash with one flip-flop.
Bait shop.
Sixty.
Arlen Spector has crossed the aisle. When Senator-elect Franken is seated, the Dems will be filibuster-proof.
Clowns, documented
Here We Are In Clowntown, a photo-documentary prominently featuring many Heathen. Enjoy.
The sole official motivational posters of Heathen Central
Not coincidentally, they’re also the only ones we’ve seen with Hunter Thompson on them.
Smart move from Redmond
A previously NDA’d feature of Windows 7 has finally gone public; basically, Win7 comes with a virtualization-based “XP mode” that creates a virtual machine to host any apps that can’t run in a post-XP environment.
The real bonus here is that it allows Microsoft, like Apple before them, to make a break with backward compatibility. OS X was a quantum leap over System 9 precisely because they made no real effort to allow backward compatibility outside a “compatibility box” that was the next best thing to virtualization (since virtualization wasn’t really an option 9 years ago).
Microsoft has, so far, not made the same kind of break with the past, and that’s hamstrung the evolution of the platform. If they do this right, they’ll be able to make the same kind of leap with 7 or whatever comes after 7 that Apple made in 2000.
This is a good thing for everyone; I’m not a huge Windows fan, but I want Microsoft in the race in the same way I want the GOP in the race. Competition is good for everybody.
We’re really sad we didn’t think of this
A California woman decided to have a bit of fun with her ten-year high school reunion, so she hired a stripper to impersonate her as a struggling artist trailed by a film crew working on a “documentary” while she watched from a nearby hotel room and fed the imposter names and anecdotes via a hidden earpiece to sell the scheme.
FanTAStic. She’s shopping the whole thing as a film now.
Now It Can Be Told!
New Frontiers in Suck for Kansas City
Owing apparently to the departure of Northwest from the market, the Kansas City Airport’s C terminal now features ZERO food or drink vendors inside security. Nada. Nothing.
Since there are also no water fountains, it’s impossible to take water aboard a plane. Congrats, MCI, you’re Heathen’s new choice for Suckiest Airport in the Country. Even Jackson, Mississippi, sucks less.
In case you didn’t get it
The implications of the recently released torture memos are fairly deep and significant, but the press at large isn’t boiling it down or providing any real analysis. Fortunately, at least one person is paying attention. Paul Krugman breaks it down for you thusly:
Let’s say this slowly: the Bush administration wanted to use 9/11 as a pretext to invade Iraq, even though Iraq had nothing to do with 9/11. So it tortured people to make them confess to the nonexistent link.
There’s a word for this: it’s evil.
Not much more to say about it, is there? Our government, working in our name, tortured people to get them to admit to things that weren’t true to justify a war unrelated to the assault we suffered on 9/11. And thus far utterly no one has been held accountable.
Who knew there was so much money in being consistently wrong?
Bill “Wrong About Everything” Kristol just won $250K from some conservative group despite being demonstrably wrong just about every time he’s opened his mouth in the last 8 years.
What is wrong with these people?
Don’t take my word for it. Just click.
Wrong and Delicious
Penny Arcade takes on Rock Bank sub-branding.
Dept. of Brief Observations
It seems unreasonable that it takes Butcher like 2 years to write these things, but only takes me a few hours to read them.
Oracle buys Sun
For about seven and a half billion.
Dept. of Alarm Stupids
So, Heathen Central has always had an alarm with these people. Over the weekend, we had enough heavy weather in Houston that we lost our regular phone line, and the alarm started telling us about it by beeping.
Ever ten minutes.
Without stopping.
Clearing the error doesn’t work; it tries the phone line periodically to check, and as soon as the test fails it starts beeping again (unless the alarm is actually ENGAGED at the time, in which case the alarm goes off; this is less charming than beeping).
I called ATT, sure (we don’t actually use ATT for voice; the POTS line exists only for the alarm and failover reasons), but in the meantime what I needed was a way to continue to set and use the alarm, even in the absence of a phone line for monitoring.
Well, it turns out there’s no way to do that, and this is bone fucking stupid. An alarm works on several levels:
- The big ADT sign does some deterrence;
- If some douchebag breaks in and the alarm goes off, there’s a nonzero chance the miscreant will just run away. Someone DID try our (unfortunately unlocked) downstairs patio door at one point, which is on a zero-delay switch. They got it open half an inch and the alarm went nuts; exit bad guys.
- If both of those fail on you, then yes, the alarm DOES use the phone line to alert the monitoring service, and the monitoring service will dispatch the authorities.
By making it impossible to turn off the phone line check (for situations such as the one we’re in), ADT has made the alarm system 100% useless until ATT gets off its ass and fixes my POTS line. Given the power in case #2, above, that’s just dumb.
(Well; the signs still work; call it 95% useless.)
I think it’s probably time to shop for a new alarm system. In a city with a history of heavy weather, a system designed like the one I have seriously needs to get fired.
Why piracy will win in the end
Because, as this Slate piece makes abundantly clear, the movie people are just too bone stupid to realize they have to compete with it.
The days of controlling distribution with arcane contracts and weird periods of artificial scarcity are over. If consumers can’t legally watch what they want to watch when they want to watch it, it’s becoming easier and easier for them to do so in ways that result in zero revenue for the copyright holder. Do the math.
Dept. of Excellent Parties
Anneliese & David eloped, but they had a great party at Treebeard’s anyway.
Something for Tom
We’re pretty sure that certain history buff types in Heathen Nation will enjoy this 22-foot scale model of the Japanese battleship Yamato, which is of course made out of LEGO.
Hey, Erin, I think I’ve found our living room art…
By the way…
…it’s the 66th anniversary of the most interesting bicycle ride EVER.
Albert Hofmann joined the pharmaceutical-chemical department of Sandoz Laboratories (now Novartis), located in Basel as a co-worker with professor Arthur Stoll, founder and director of the pharmaceutical department. He began studying the medicinal plant squill and the fungus ergot as part of a program to purify and synthesize active constituents for use as pharmaceuticals. His main contribution was to elucidate the chemical structure of the common nucleus of Scilla glycosides (an active principal of Mediterranean Squill). While researching lysergic acid derivatives, Hofmann first synthesized LSD-25 in 1938. The main intention of the synthesis was to obtain a respiratory and circulatory stimulant (an analeptic). It was set aside for five years, until April 16, 1943, when Hofmann decided to take another look at it. While re-synthesizing LSD, he accidentally absorbed a small quantity through his fingertips and serendipitously discovered its powerful effects before his bicycle ride home.
Shocking, a United Airlines policy change that doesn’t suck
It’s irrelevant to Houston-based Heathen, but it sounds like being squeezed into the bulkhead by a supersized seatmate is a thing of the past on United. Consumerist has the story:
Starting today, United Airlines has a new policy. If you can’t fit into a single seat, you need to buy another one or stay behind.
In order to fly for no extra charge, passengers now have to be able to sit in a single seat, buckle their seat belt (with an extender) and put the arm rests down. If you can’t do this, you’re going to need to buy another ticket — unless there is already a seat available with another open seat next to it.
And now, the Bacon Lance
“I used prosciutto (Italian for ‘expensive bacon’) because it is a superior engineering grade of meat.” (Via Rob)
(The whole Greymatter subsite there is fantastic; he also hotrods a Weber to make his own glass, which means putting about 2,000 degrees in a kettle grill. Delightful.)
“With 5,000 kilometers ahead of him, he’s heading for certain death.”
Via Siege, we find the sad tale of an insane penguin, narrated (naturally) by Werner Herzog. (2:27 Youtube)