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Long Hiatus

I have not posted to this blog in years. A combination of factors complicated my ability to gain access, but I cannot deny that the true cause is my tendency to procrastinate due to my compulsion to make things perfect. My underlying fear: that my expressive writing skills have declined from lack of practice.

It is true that my closet webserver, that formerly hosted this blog, grew so old that it could not be upgraded without a full wipe. It is true that I needed to be able to backup–and be confident that I could restore–the database and files before attempting any software upgrades. Without a backup/restoration protocol in place, potential new posts ran the risk of being lost. It is also true that the deadlines of my past job were so demanding that the last thing I wanted to do after meeting them was spend more time in front of a computer monitor attempting to draft coherent thoughts. Lastly, it is true that I have gotten out of the habit of reflecting on events in my life that would make for interesting blog posts.

Well, I want this to change. I miss journaling and I see now that the process of recording events required careful reflection. The act of reflecting often enhanced my appreciation of life. Of course, I would like this enhanced appreciation to resume.

So, I moved this blog to a dedicated cloud host where I no longer assume the burden of hardware upgrades so that I can maintain the support software (e.g. MySQL, PHP, Apache, WordPress) more easily with less risk. I’ve setup automated backup to a different cloud provider and verified my ability to perform a restoration if need be. And most significantly, I’m in between jobs right now with the intention of getting my life back in order on my terms; blogging is one of them.

Now that I am well-positioned to blog, I declare here that I will write and post at least three posts a week–no matter how mundane the subject–to get “back in the habit” of reflecting on life events by writing about them. Previous obstacles that have contributed to my procrastination are now gone. Here, I make a commitment to getting back in the practice, so I can hold myself accountable without excuses to hide behind.

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Culture History Mythology Tech

Techno-worship, American-style

Likely more prescient in 2022 than it was when first published in 2011, Morris Berman cites the argument of British philosopher John Gray to support his (taboo) thesis that our unwavering, unquestioning commitment to technological progress has been a crucial factor in the downfall of American society. Whether by slow-burn or sudden death-knell, our end is certain because, as Americans, we are unwilling to abandon a myth.

Theories of progress, says Gray1, are not scientific hypotheses but rather myths, which—like the Christian myths of redemption and the Second Coming—answer to the human need for meaning. This is why we refuse to let them go, regardless of what the evidence might suggest. It is also why, in the United States, the commitment to technology goes much deeper than fueling consumerism, lubricating the socioeconomic system, and keeping a lid on class conflict. Without this belief system, Americans would have literally nothing, for it lies at the heart of the American Dream and endlessly vaunted American way of life. Strip away the illusion of unlimited growth and the country would suffer a collective nervous breakdown. (This is key to why Jimmy Carter had to go: he was pushing the limits of American psychological tolerance, asking a nation of addicts to confront their dependency and change course.) Globalization, along with neoliberalism, according to Gray, is merely the latest incarnation of this illusion, and its deep religious roots account for the ferocity of its adherents, even after the crash of 2008 gave the lie to the notion of unlimited development through the free market economy. We want to believe that the future will be better than the past, but there isn’t a shred of evidence to back this up. In particular, as I shall discuss below, scientific progress doesn’t translate into moral progress; one could reasonably argue that just the opposite is the case. Truth be told, concludes Gray, we are even more superstitious than our medieval forebears; we just don’t recognize it. Nor is it likely that we shall abandon these beliefs. It’s utopia or bust, even if the odds are heavily weighted toward bust.

Berman M., Why America Failed: the roots of imperial decline, 2011/2014, pp. 82-83 quoting Gray, J., Black Mass, New York: Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 2007

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Behavior Experience History Philosophy

Bruno’s Expression

I came across this gem a couple of weeks ago. The impact with which the late Professor Bronowski asserted his “personal view” on science versus dogma cannot be overstated:

There are two parts to the human dilemma: one is the belief that the end justify the means. That push-button philosophy. That deliberate deafness to suffering that has become the monster in The War Machine. The other is the betrayal of the human spirit. The assertion of dogma that closes the mind and turns a nation, a civilization, into a regiment of ghosts [camera zooms into an open iron door to a human-sized oven]: obedient ghosts or tortured ghosts.

It’s said that science will dehumanize people and turn then into numbers. That is false, tragically false. Look for yourself [zoom out, new scene: narrator walks toward, and into, a pond outside of a complex perimeter.]: this is the crematorium and concentration camp at Auschwitz; this is where people were turned into numbers.

Into this pond were flushed the ashes of some four million people. And it was not done by gas; it was done by arrogance, it was done by dogma, it was done by ignorance! When people believe they have absolute knowledge with no test in reality, this is how they behave. This is what men do when they aspire to the knowledge of gods.

Science is a very human form of knowledge. We are always at the very brink of the known. We always feel forward for what is to be hoped. Every judgement in science stands on the edge of error and is personal. Science is a tribute to what we can know although we are fallible. In the end, the words were said by Oliver Cromwell: “I beseech you in the bowels of Christ: think it possible you may be mistaken!”

I owe it as a scientist to my late friend Leo Szilard–I owe it as a human being to the many members of my family who died here–to stand here as a survivor and as a witness. We have to cure ourselves of the itch for absolute knowledge and power. We have to close the distance between the push-button order and the human act.

[Slowly leaning down toward the pond, the narrator swoops in with his right hand and scoops up muck from the bottom, slowly bringing it up…]

We have to touch people.

Bronowski, J., The Ascent of Man, Episode 11, BBC, 1973
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Behavior Being Literature Mythology

Sound like anybody you know?

The figure of the tyrant-monster is known to the mythologies, folk traditions, legends, and even nightmares of the world; and his characteristics are everywhere essentially the same. He is the hoarder of the general benefit. He is the monster avid for the greedy rights of “my and mine.” The havoc wrought by him is described in mythology and fairy tale as being universal throughout his domain. This may be no more than his household, his own tortured psyche, or the lives that he blights with the touch of his friendship and assistance; or it may amount to the extent of his civilization. The inflated ego of the tyrant is a curse to himself and his world–no matter how his affairs seem to prosper. Self-terrorized, fear-haunted, alert at every hand to meet and battle back the anticipated aggressions of his environment, which are primarily the reflections of the uncontrollable impulses of acquisition within himself, the giant of self-achieved independence is the world’s messenger of disaster, even through, in his mind, he may entertain himself with humane intentions. Wherever he sets his hand there is a cry (if not from the housetops, then–more miserably–within every heart): a cry for the redeeming hero, the carrier of the shining blade, whose blow, whose touch, whose existence will liberate the land.

-Campbell, Joseph. The hero with a thousand faces. Third edition. Joseph Campbell Foundation 2008. p.11

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Experience

A Different Kind of Meditation

I’m no master meditator. How do I know this? I’m still trying to figure out “what I’m supposed to get out of it.” Experienced folks will likely tell you that mine is the wrong attitude. They are probably right. The quote below contrasts the mindful awareness approach against a less-known “centering prayer” method.

But there is one very significant difference. In classic awareness meditation, the watcher would stay keenly tuned to the passing parade overhead, watching each boat as it emerged into view, sent its wake rippling through the waters, and then passed out of sight. But in Centering Prayer the diver simply wakes up to discover that somehow he’s managed to sleepwalk into the hold of one of those boats; at which point he simply climbs off and swims back down to his rock. There is no requirement for sustained observing consciousness, merely for prompt action when one discovers oneself “caught out”.

Because in most schools mediation is seen as virtually synonymous with clarity of mind and a strong “I am here” presence, it is to the considerable horror of some practitioners on these more traditional paths that Centering Prayer seems to go sailing right past these core prerequisites for either single-pointed attention or a sustained witnessing presence. Christian Mediation’s founding father, John Main, echoes the traditional wisdom when he insists that it is absolutely essential to keep saying the mantra as a touchstone for attention. To fail to do so, he says, leads to a state that he calls “pernicious peace.” In attempting to describe this state, he, too, is drawn to the metaphor of boats on a river. As he sees it, meditation is something like rowing a boat across a river; the goal is to get to the other side. Partway across the river, the midday sun may feel warm and gentle, and the temptation is strong to pull in the oars and bask in the sun. While the consequent experience is pleasurable, the net result is that you simply float downstream. Getting to the other side requires that you keep pulling steadily on the oar, which for Main means the steady repetition of mantra.


Bourgeault, Cynthia. Centering prayer and Inner awakening, pp. 114-155. Cowley Publishing, 2004.

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Experience

Let us all adjust downward a bit our story-derived multiple correlation coefficients

Frequently I catch myself concluding that a given personality trait is predictive of another.  For example, that people who are outgoing are also domineering or that people who are shy are also unkind– you get the idea.  Though I’m aware that these can only be proved through rigorous statistical investigation, unconsciously I use these poorly supported judgements to influence my valuations of people.  It seems to be a human tendency to detect such relationships from stories, usually comprised of only a few characters but each with a wide breadth of personality traits.  In his book Once upon a number, John Allen Paulos explains why we often make this mistake:

Stories and statistics offer us the complementary choices of knowing a lot about a few people or knowing a little about many people.  The first option leads to the common observation that novels illuminate great truths of the human condition.  Novels are multivalent and bursting with ironies, details, and metaphors, while social science and demographic statistics can seem simple-minded and repellingly earnest by comparison.  We can easily delude ourselves, however, into thinking that more of a general nature is being revealed to us by a memoir, personal reminiscence, novel or short story than is truly the case.  Biased and small samples are always major problems, of course, but my caveat arises from something more specific: the technical, uneuphonic statistical notion of an adjusted multiple correlation coefficient.

If the number of  traits considered is large compared to the number of people being surveyed, there will appear to  be more of a relationship among the traits than actually obtains.

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Whenever the number of characteristics is a significant fraction of the number of people, the so-called multiple correlation among the characteristics will suggest spurious associations.

To tell us something useful, multiple correlation analysis must be based on a relatively large number of people and a much smaller number of characteristics.  Yet the insights that come from stories and everyday life are precisely the opposite.  We each know, in a full-bodied way relatively few people, and for these people the number of characteristics, relationships, characteristics of relationships, relationships of characteristics and so on that we are aware of is indeterminately large.  Thus we tend to overestimate our general knowledge of others and are convinced of all sorts of associations that are simply bogus.  By failing to adjust downward our multiple correlation coefficients, so to speak, we convince ourselves that we know all manner of stuff that just isn’t so.

Paulos, John Allen, Once upon a number: the hidden mathematical logic of stories. Basic Books (1998),  pp. 26-37.

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Experience

Gee thug, how are you today..?

Well, let’s see… Perpetual distractions prevented my progress on a late project that I am not at all interested in.  And yes, I would like some cheese with my whine.  Perhaps a nice gouda.

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Experience

Brevity is the soul of wit.

  Definitely worth the 80 foot climb.

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Experience

So, so sad.

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Saw this a block from my usual parking spot in Wallingford a few days ago.  What we can learn from this: 1) one should run one’s locking  cable, or U-bar, through the frame of one’s bike, not just through the seat loops, 2) locking one’s bike in plain view of an I-5 freeway on-ramp might not be the smartest move ever. 

Even if these suggestions had been heeded, if his desire is strong enough, a thief will find a way to steal a bike, no matter what security measures the owner takes.

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Experience

Please forgive the graininess…

…but I wanted to share the first view I see when I head outside these days.
 

 

Phone pic capture of the view from my front porch in Wedgwood neighborhood,  mid-morning, November 7, 2014
Phone pic capture of the view from my front porch in Wedgwood neighborhood, mid-morning, November 7, 2014

Sometimes, it’s great to be a Seattleite!