In an age of too much, too fast, too late we have already shoved the Seussian idea of ecology into the recycle bin of useless messages. I would rage against this idiotic cotton candy confection–but…
Browsing Category Science
You Can Make or You Can Sing
I said yesterday something that I thought was quite pithy if not something assured or useful: the brain is a kind of quantum reckoning, always and forever eluding investigation; the body seems rather to adhere…
When It’s Time to Look Forward to a New Dark Ages
If this is the future then I am more hopeful for the collapse of our complex society and the depletion of energy resources. The technology is not standing still Intracavernosal injection therapy is a well…
Girls Do Science!
Or, Learning Meaningless Utilities Today, via the local newspaper (Bloomington’s The Herald-Times), comes an illustration of the modern mind “on science.” My friend Monkeywrench is in my ear…slow down, find some common ground. It’s not…
What Can the Maths Tell Us?
Darwin, The Origin of Species It is interesting to contemplate an entangled bank, clothed with many plants of many kinds, with birds singing on the bushes, with various insects flitting about, and with worms crawling…
Progress, Innovation and Improvement: Useful Ideas
Want to bait a hook intended for humans? Use the worm that turns on “improvement.” This worm will wriggle any old way you choose. Want to assess your life…what improvements have made you a better…
Competition Is Cultural Inbreeding
So, against my better judgement, let’s pretend we can make do with this soul-crushing, resource destroying economy that we call “Capitalism.” It’s just a name that means something like a dogma (which can be considered…
Scrape ’em off, Save yourself: Climate Catastrophe and Education
I saw this comment today on the FB regarding an Education article: “I think public education must be like climate change. It is much easier to oppose than to support.” Hmmm…one is huge and absolutely…
Absolutism in the Face of Climate Disaster
What more can I offer anymore but anger and resignation. We are such petty creatures. Pathetic in unrestrained desires and petulance. Gaze upon the divine image in the guise of politicians and interest groups screaming…
2.2 Million Days of Lust, or In the Beginning
“Haven’t you ambition enough to wish that your husband should be something better than a Middlemarch doctor?” said Lydgate, letting his hands fall on to his wife’s shoulders, and looking at her with affectionate gravity….