Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Civil Disobedience without Uncivil Obedience.

 Je Suis

Can these things?
Really be happening again?

www. and I'm tying this by hand
www.hotmail.com (I'll have to tell you about this one later, but one day you may find yourself)

Because this is a child safe site, each last digit of each URL is given by name.
these must be converted to numerical form.

www.liveleak.com/view?i=725_141923915seven

Must this Phenotype come again?
Try this search term, copy and paste:

"tiny robots warfare poison insect"

And you will know the future of war.  We are not barreling ferocity like our clumsy encounters with wild boars, the nazi fragments that course through the minds of the beastly competition with a tusked adversary,
bumbling winnowers of graceful pests.

Violence resentful flaring for lack of resistance to our suffering
www.liveleak.com/view?i=c6c_141893514four
http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=e07_141938944five added for "headline news" of canada.

Strategic relations 2015
Market Freedom
Civil disobedience
Looking the several ways whilst walking the street
Vendor Relationships Summit at gartner.com
Note Strategic Plan Worker's compensation board 's for it's survival with age (most recent Acer Bookmark)

(Chances are pretty good I say.)
That old Chaos umpire sits. As the atoms melt away ands the universe cools.

There's simply no mistake on that score.  Together we live, together we die alone. Not unkin to it's independent kind. Humans in their present form, or anything very much like it, are unlikely to populate the several of rather hostile worlds in the galactic vicinity.  Are we preparing for judgement from above,
by our viciousness, always seeking seeking to sharpen it
against greater adversaries, and pursue greater gods.

Find this french poet, whose words I begin to close tonight:
"I'm caught in a hail of shrapnel.
The lead shot riddles the ground around me,
pierces mess sets and splits men's skulls."

The french call these broken faces.  And drove the development and production of steel helmets among british and french, but less well prepared adapted than the emblematic german helmet.  And still distance specified airbursts would be my choice of handheld shell.
 Micro-Chipped exploding ammunition, programmable at moment of firing ( distance, air pressure, temperature, ballistics. and a little robot with a nerdy propeller hat)currently with the XM25 2,300 feet (326 meters?)  said to be (probably by marketing staff,)
300 percent more effective than current weapons at the squad level.
That's http://.youtube.com/watch?v=n7i7hsKA#t=30  Pause to read.  Again child friendly site.
As any FPS player couldn't have told you years ago.

"tiny robots warfare poison insect"http://www.rchelicopterfun.com/helicopter-controls-lift.html Principle of lift, Angle of attack coordination. Strength of connection to main axle.

Consider The WING in clamp is 90+15degrees to 90-15 degrees. Corresponding to 51 and -15 is the dial

Positive Angle of Attack Results in More Lift*

  The question is the total lift for the various configurations of engines and rotor blades as illustrated in cross section above.  How much slower is the air moving below than above?
The flat board does not continually generate differential speeds of flow.  A paint stir stick, would generate more and more turbulance, even as it's rate/radis*number blades *lift .
This design is ideal for light weight micro fixed pitch applications 

Selection of motor
http://www.rchelicopterfun.com/rc-helicopter-engine.html 
Best weight to power ratio, very quiet, expensive batteries short life, multiple batteries special charging equipment, improvised munition.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mZ7b4spjXhw
layers and layers of successively nested delivery systems.

*This image copied from http://www.rchelicopterfun.com/helicopter-controls-lift.html

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

I expect it will be colder tomorrow, but people are overdressed on this fine day in late prevention against yesterday's cold.

    While contemplating the magnificent elegance in the offshoots of Karl Marx' thoughts, Tosh seems to enjoy having cause to embrace fantastic conceits, but be reasonable.  He forbears, of course, to exploit them.  There is the ring of truth to Tosh's reverence for those "Fertile Errors(1)" of Marxism does not extend to endorsing them. With what unwary sophistication the historian in us beats off misconceptions!

    Millions dead, a deplorable abberation at which Tosh shrugs, knowing better than to attribute it to psycopathic cult of personality.  The challenges he elides are closer to truth.  How vast our forgetfulness.  Living memories time fades, and even historians make the lest of the most predictable virulence, reporting one way or the other which the most robust, if not always fruitful offshoots.
I can't remember how long ago, or in precisely which form.  I resisted the proposal that truth is a value like any other.  It has from time to time btroughnew and unsuspected immune system reactions like any other.

Common sense sensibly detects when it is persuasively drawn to a blunder. Our model of stupidity gestates within our awe at blunders prepared by us for years.  We draw great pleasure to behold the ludicrous in others,  but it's only fair that we take joy in learning from each-other.

In our delight, we may forgo the opportunity to understand ourselves - even rather hasten to render unintelligible the revoltingly multivarigated expressions of degeneracy.


I do not dwell glumly on the wreakage of a fond delusion that even though I avoided responsibilities, I could console myself with a fleeting glimpse of existence, for all the while discontent passes by no less surely.


How often I've untroubled stumbled, that with curiosity and amusement is given the added pretext that we're half-expected to at least ready with concern and solicitude.  Why should I not too share in the wearm glow of conceit lighted in those who thrill in their scorn?  And though it has years since I've gone dancing, I step and pivot along the streets.  I look at the people all around me.  Even Alert, even ever so slightly alarmed

Why should I not too share the warm glow of conceit along with those who thrill in their scorn?

Next

Transfer of Blog to Improved Open Source Formatting Code.

I forgot to say this earlier.   Google.  Telecom. Cell Phone. Tax record, registry entry, tally at the marketplace, prices of the goods, relative propability of their composition, often metadata like product codes.
MetaDetaOmicronMetalPithGelatenousAqua Equivalence.
The seeing eye will see.  Gaze for now into the Abyss.
Many wiill Pine for the Abyss, when only then find themeselves gazed through.

Comfort in the impersonalization,
not to make it personal.,
is not to make what you would call you impervious.

Erasemus Will Next be read, for he is also the expositor of Moore.

Thomas Moore
     by R. W. Chambers
So it is the fruits of my first premeditated larceny of any scale.  It's really a tremendous work of art in it's own right.  I fear I may have taken  best book, in a preponderantly mediocre library for people in crisis.  Though judging from the abundance of Seraquil and the mind numbingly zombifying (but considered-not-so-addictive) valium.

I remember what must of been like my earliest theft, certainly before 1990, the preposterous ignominy of whose failure left an abiding impression on me.Aa rueful shame with a comedic complexion humbly learned.  

Yesterday I stole the biography of The life of Moor and his work in the "Detox Center", - I was leaving precipitously and 3.5 days early.  

I shall send you some of the pathos, the hilarity and nobility shown of him even in the preface.  

I look forward for meeting with you. What beverage do you prefer these days?  Perrier sparkling water?  In any case, I shall phone text correspond with you.  Excpect a voice call in the next couple of days.




Monday, November 17, 2014

The calling I forget

Byron; “Prepare for rhyme―I’ll publish, right or wrong: / Truth be my theme, and Censors guide my song!”
HOLY http://www.emoaf.org/
http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=1fb_1416202191
This is one I will Share. I have been contemplating, seeking the way to cope with hive mind. How do you scour the scourage? And it's a nasty sting, and a sweet thing to capture the eggs and nest, and when it has been scoured play tennis amidst the scattering ensigns and dripping wasp bodies among water rivulets.
 

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Christmas card 2010. Circa May 12th

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A synoptic screed


Intemperate as it's expression may be, it behooves me to set out for the records my skepticism about the benefits of modern communication. 

Better communication and more pervasive interconnections between human beings has been widely heralded as the key condition for peace on earth. I do not see the basis in reality. Civilization is arguably defined more by how conflicts are regulated than how bloodless they are. People become accustomed to a certain amount and certain kinds of antipathy and competition in life. In these conditions - called peace -we may discover by personal encounter the sort of violence characteristic of a peaceful order. It is one thing to acknowledge this but, I assure you, the naive experience of peace can be a most striking novelty.

Accelerating interconnections does, however, deliver the promised disequilibrium. Revolutionary change can involve beneficial outcomes, but the order of nature is not as easily reformed as voting conventions. Horsemanship, shipbuilding, steam-power and gasoline – all have brought humankind closer together. Any of these can boast of expanded horizons of culture, trade and opportunities. They have also had the effect of catalyzing the most appalling warfare.

Internet activity is also bringing us together! Blessedly, we are simultaneously spared the loathesome responsibility of loving one's neighbor first hand. It facilitates a physical and psychical distance that dampens the sense of inter-personal responsibility inherent in proximity. Today, old enmities are rekindled, misunderstandings and rumors spread among cliques, but spirited arguments are carried on without a shot fired – sure. They are also carried on in a spirit of contemptuous indifference. Modern annihilation requires more of callousness than hot blood.

The internet epoch will surely live up to it's globalist billing. I'm sure it will inspire global interdependence as much as any technology that will ever be devised – excepting perhaps religion. That humanity is more interconnected than ever is precisely my point: It provides also conditions to internationalize the perennial struggle for existence. I don't hold with the utopians who assume that this will tend make our race a more peaceable one. Although recent history is rife with cautionary examples of man-made plagues, whose visitation we should fear, I observe many intellectuals warming to their hollow promises - again!

One may sagely point out that I might count my blessings to be here in Canada during 2014. This is very true, and I count myself among the luckiest human beings to have walked the earth. Now, if only I could find a sober optimist.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

The Rainmaker An Officer of the Government, with a great outfit of mule-waggons loaded with balloons, kites, dynamite bombs, and electrical apparatus, halted in the midst of a desert, where there had been no rain for ten years, and set up a camp. After several months of preparation and an expenditure of a million dollars all was in readiness, and a series of tremendous explosions occurred on the earth and in the sky. This was followed by a great down-pour of rain, which washed the unfortunate Officer of the Government and the outfit off the face of creation and affected the agricultural heart with joy too deep for utterance. A Newspaper Reporter who had just arrived escaped by climbing a hill near by, and there he found the Sole Survivor of the expedition--a mule-driver--down on his knees behind a mesquite bush, praying with extreme fervour. "Oh, you can't stop it that way," said the Reporter. "My fellow-traveller to the bar of God," replied the Sole Survivor, looking up over his shoulder, "your understanding is in darkness. I am not stopping this great blessing; under Providence, I am bringing it." "That is a pretty good joke," said the Reporter, laughing as well as he could in the strangling rain--"a mule driver's prayer answered!" "Child of levity and scoffing," replied the other; "you err again, misled by these humble habiliments. I am the Rev. Ezekiel Thrifft, a minister of the gospel, now in the service of the great manufacturing firm of Skinn & Sheer. They make balloons, kites, dynamite bombs, and electrical apparatus."

-Ambrose Bierce

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=2-tipS-fA5A#t=541
 

 

Thursday, May 29, 2014

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Volt

And the steel mug was affixed  to a hardened mass of milk.  Once it is established that it has been gripped hard enough to pull it from the goo - not a good deal of strength necessary, only the probity of grasping the handle or body firmly.

The conductivity detectors which taste the acrid currents of human sweat. It notes the effect of grasping the glass, with sub-sensible levels of electrical activity. 

Then an enormous current passes through the cup and through the aqueous moisture of the hands, and blown through nails on window panes and leave a blasted, roiling stew of rubber boots.

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

The fields around the Glenmore Reservoir  are carefully tended, level fields of grass.  The mosquitoes are an endless, continuous cloud.  Millions and millions and millions of them.  They have no trouble whatsoever moving at walking speed.  It is their natural cadence.

They have not begun biting this early in spring, although of course will take a taste if given inducement.  But if they were in the biting season, we would have been covered by a grey veil slowly tinting red.

Endless endless waves of mosquitoes.  They will all be dead this time next year.

Friday, May 2, 2014

Definition in the better Dictionaries: Bigotry: "the appalling frenzy of the indifferent."

Thursday, January 30, 2014

The Street Church of Calgary

I had seen "Calgary's Street Church" providing food to their lines of rough-looking characters. Hungry workers unemployed, ill fed drug users or the mentally deranged . I wondered where this church got the money to feed the clients, who could not promise anything in exchange, and whether the food was sanitary enough for me to eat.

This much, Mayor Nenshi, City Hall, the Police have seen.

Yet, by and by, I chanced to walk by and I listened to their preacher/crier. He was not much better dressed than the people being fed. I did not get the impression that the preacher was offering job training or protection or even respect. I had the impression that his were words of certainty. He seemed warning them, and urging them to consider their eternal souls foremost.

I heard "Calgary's Street Church" rebuke evil deeds which the poor can control. He lacked Occupy concern about reallocating domains of control.

-Post Hoc
After the fact
The fellow said he got a terrific
Terrific, marvelous, novel
Stomach ache from the illustrious bacteria within.

   He apologized to me. "I've been banging heroin," he continued.
He said.
But I knew the words of the street preachers were better firewood
than the carelessly given food,
the "free food"
the infinite life.

A polite little hurry.

A friend's financial adviser, embarrassed when he encountered her in a Casino, stumbled out something about her mother's bingo. They soon parted ways, tense, in a polite little hurry.

But I think it's a pity to leave it at this.  We are so well met.  Perhaps we shall return on some occation Published 2014/1/30 9:53 pacific standard time Post script 2014/09/17 01:23 Pacific Standard.

Monday, January 20, 2014

On an old cathode ray Television, with bunny ears, only now a digital signal converting box to improve the bandwidth of the city's spectra of photon emissions, refractions, radio waves and laser beams.  But the content of the news has not much improved.

It's plastered all over the Calgary Sun (The local rag that many people end up reading while eating lunch), CTV and CBC, they report a case of the measles, not even a reported second infection, or establishment in a sub-population.

But those on the roads Cough, people waiting in check out lines, knowing they couldn't hold much longer, the particularly persistent irritation.  A slow mucus flow.

There seems to be gentle plauge that has swept flowing though Calgary.

 You cannot help but wonder if the sick person is more miserable than those in close contact to him.  No doubt a frail saint hold not a merry thing against you though your very breath could push her to the grave.  But such sensibilities of complacent compassion, implicit forgiveness are lost to those who get out on the wrong side of their bed. (Colloquial: Irritable in addition to whatother problem)

But of course that's just what someone needs.  To get on a crowded train where ill controlled airflows swirling tiny droplets with tiny pathogens.  Spittle flicks through fingers and lands on the buttonscreen of you cellphone is awful, but when they wash their hands then handle cash with *lick* quick flicks the moistened finger had pulled the bills from the wallet, and had already outfoxed him too.

I cannot be the only person to notice the frequency of people coughing in public.  For all I know attention was drawn to me of this phenomenon of the uncomfortable punctuation between labor to not breath too deeply after struggling to inhale against the force of that spray of RNAwithin tiny droplets.

Far more coughing in public than usual, who could fail to notice it? Though it would take some doing to figure out just where to whom spread...

Easily fifty coughs heard by others.   More, certainly by me.  I'm sure I go days without hearing someone cough, at least no more than the indexes on my fingers.

Are you listening to the pulse? It doesn't have to be unusual or significant (Though I appreciate the discussion of rare and exotic creatures be a source of fascination.) but while your eyes fixed on cellphones, a dry cough, it's always cough cough cough cough particularly hard to stop, coming in bursts between a slow, leisurely seeping of mucus into the lungs.

And Where is "Canada's broadcasting Corporation" eh?  The weather's the best thing on the evening news.  From Fox News to the New York Times, these organizations are fun, well paid jobs.  Unprofitable, outmoded  long before the cash tap eases. in the information gathering and conveyance models of their streaming.

The way the news occurs is when people open their eyes.  Look around them.  And listen to the communication. Hacked morse codes, in a slightly moist but not burbling tone.  And as they breathed shallowly for decorum, but unexpectedly overtaken to the purposes of THAT media WHICH IS a mode of human news that the "News" business blithely, blindly, preoccupied, smiling walks blindly by.

Sunday, January 19, 2014

 From Zero Hedge dot com.
"Chalk this one up to US (f)austerity, and a $1.1 trillion omnibus spending bull that forgot to add Pentobarbital among the billions in pork spending.
Two months ago we reported that due to a shortage of Pentobarbital, Ohio would be unable to execute death row convicts. It appears that the shortage has persisted into the new year, and now some states are taking matters into their own hands. Or rather the hands of the firing squad."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QP9Mw9UKEUA


I have lighted upon themes which I now recognize are the subject of history.  In addition to larceny, timely aid and genocide, the vast archives of resources are a part of the finite trajectory of human history.  It befits what remains of posterity to offer a modicum of historical digestion on the way down.  How else are we to provide for our descendants?

I have wondered whether I should be more prudent in the consideration of what I lay down.  In the end, I shall err on being truthful.  If you have found me, you probably are long in the future and a prodigiously fact processor information to condescend to trace so trivial a glimpse of significance.  Or you a fool, who has better uses of his time, as I have, than implicating myself of most terrible madness.


Zero hedge is really a fascinating source.  It is messy, eccentric as the market trajectories, anonymous.  It can easily evade attention, although I see it has a following.

I'm sympathetic to the topicality or ideology.  Visualized data, brief and varied discussions of kinds of data (mainly financial markets, and some aspects of Durden (Tyler) are goldbuggish.  But like a swarm of bugs,.

http://www.zerohedge.com/

http://www.zerohedge.com/news/2014-01-19/what-do-insiders-know-you-dont
 On Progress In Human Affairs


Today, we understand the principle of Natural Selection by mutation and inheritance. This has been proven through science.  Only fools admit not to have been persuaded.  Such fools are such fools that they parade their ignorance, proclaim it! It's such a bother to have to prove the truth yet again.  How tiresome, it's as useless as love we must learn through our own.  

Despite having made this discovery, genetic discrimination been overcome.  It's a fact - we kill our own young.  And besides species and breeds, it's all ancient history - books aren't even records of history, not anymore.  

We know a lot more than the obsolete men - and they were all men - who wrote them.  It seems a shame people read old books for so long.  Of course I would never advocate burning books, that would be barbaric. But we know better and what little we don't can be looked up on a smart phone.  And with state of the art schools, we'll soon be able to recite it, I'll bet.


On The Miracles of Modern Social Engineering

Migrants leave wars behind, just as we have.  Fortunately, war was annihilated.  It costs many lives, but now we live in peace. On remembrance day we wear poppies and give thanks that the soliders are dead. 

It's now all about tolerance.  We don't discriminate against religious practices.  Intractable conflicts arise if we're too convinced that we're right and they're wrong.  Therefore, we disbelieve, we refuse to believe.  We're too understanding to discuss in work, school or public what is most important to us.

Canadians are baffled by prejudice, since we tend to avoid those who don't share ours. So yes, we overcame racism and genetic prejudice, and sexism.  We must make some allowances, but for the most part, we find it easy to be peaceful.  What is difficult to understand is how it was ever otherwise.  Oh sure, we repeat ourselves again and again, and say clearly how gentle we are.  We denounce prejudice.  But isn't it a wonder no-one thought of that before?
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We have learned that predictions of large scope and time scales may be highly reliable and it appears prediction is categorically impossible for the small. But it's strange how well we have learned from others mistakes, but I don't understand: why couldn't people do that before?

Humans formerly prepared for winters with feasting, or organized sexual reproduction with chastity. Perhaps, likewise innocence prepares us for violation, the better to harden for the war.