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type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3213641436534986563</id><published>2008-06-27T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T07:19:01.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/27/opinion/27aamodt.html?em&amp;amp;ex=1214712000&amp;amp;en=07a0cd373fc51d40&amp;amp;ei=5087%0A"&gt;18% of Americans think the sun revolves around the earth.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/presidentbush/2008/06/bush-approval-r.html"&gt;23% of voters approve of the way Bush is running the country.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where does that extra 5% come from??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3213641436534986563?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3213641436534986563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3213641436534986563' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3213641436534986563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3213641436534986563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/06/politics.html' title='politics'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-541156407315988976</id><published>2008-06-16T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:45:39.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Gay Marriage</title><content type='html'>As of 5:01pm yesterday, gay people in California can get married.  Today in the news I'm seeing mostly &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/18/us/17cnd-marriage.html?hp"&gt;cute articles&lt;/a&gt; about different couples tying the knot, but in the days leading up to this event, people were re-hashing the arguments for and against gay marriage ad nauseam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people argue about the issue, inevitably someone liberal but not very invested in the cause comes up with what he's sure is the most novel idea anyone's ever heard.  If only everyone would listen to this brilliant piece of insight, we could all stop fighting and put the issue to rest.  the argument is: "Abolish government marriage.  Let the government perform civil unions for gays AND straights, but leave marriage to the churches.  After all, this gives gay people the legal rights of married people without the separate but equal problem, and since we're not using the word marriage, conservatives can't claim we're going against their religious beliefs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this argument is bullcrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history lesson:&lt;br /&gt;In Brown v. Board of Education, the Supreme Court found that having separate schools for black and white children, even if they were of equal quality, was unconstitutional.  In response, at least one rural school system in southern Virginia literally &lt;i&gt;shut down&lt;/i&gt; their schools.  "Fine, if we have to give black kids the same thing we're giving to whites, we just won't give anything to anyone.  problem solved."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think this was an unjust action, how can you support &lt;i&gt;taking away&lt;/i&gt; marriage rather than give it to gays?  Even if you don't find the situations perfectly analogous, you've got to admit there's a resemblance, and that means making the government grant "civil union licenses" instead of marriage licenses is not going to satisfy gay people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beyond that, right now marriage means more than just "civil union plus religious ceremony."  the meaning's kind of amorphous and changing, but don't mistake "hard to define" with "without definition."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example: My mother is an atheist.  But she's married to my dad.  They didn't go to a synagogue or church to have some religious ceremony, but she still rather likes being married to him.  Despite the fact their union is not consecrated by any religious power, I'm pretty damn sure she'd think calling their relationship a civil union instead of a marriage would be a downgrade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This solution would please no one who thinks civil marriage is more than hospital visitation rights and the ability to file a joint tax return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? Even if some Evangelicals think civil marriage means exactly that, they would &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; be okay with calling it anything but marriage.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like they're exactly huge separation of church and state proponents.  Have you not paid attention to the idiotic crusades against liberals and the evil ACLU who are wiping out G-d from public life.  These people boycott big box stores who say "Happy Holidays" in their December ads.  They talk endlessly about displaying the 10 commandments in courtrooms and encouraging prayer in public schools.  They very firmly believe that "America is a Christian nation," and to them, instituting Civil Unions is going to be taking the God out of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this "solution" would satisfy no one at all.  Come up with some new ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-541156407315988976?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/541156407315988976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=541156407315988976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/541156407315988976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/541156407315988976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/06/gay-marriage.html' title='Gay Marriage'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8605083204155383935</id><published>2008-06-09T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:41:26.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 part story last night'/><title type='text'>it's been a while</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a prince named Hamlet who lived in Denmark.&lt;br /&gt;And every day he moped around the castle because his father was dead and his mother (Gertrude) had married his uncle (Claudius).&lt;br /&gt;Until one day the ghost of his dead father appeared to him and told him that the Claudius had murdered him.&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, Hamlet vowed to avenge his father, and started acting like a lunatic while he worried over a plan.&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, Polonius started spying on him to prove Hamlet was crazy over Ophelia, but he ended up getting himself stabbed.&lt;br /&gt;Until finally, Laertes returned from France to avenge Polonius's death, and he killed Hamlet with a poison-tipped sword, but not before Gertrude had drunk poison, and Hamlet had killed Laertes with the same sword and both stabbed Claudius and made him drink that same poison.  (woohoo run-on sentences!)&lt;br /&gt;And ever since then, Fortinbras (a totally ancillary character from Norway who has been mentioned maybe twice in the past 3 hours) became the new king of Denmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the free Hamlet in the park a few weeks ago.  It was good.  Long (my butt fell asleep) but good.  That's my goal for this summer: at least 1 free thing a week.  That week I did Hamlet plus a Regina Spektor performance on the mall.  Yesterday, I went to the Phillips Collection because they were having free admission.  Three guesses what the main show up there was...  That's right: Jacob Lawrence.  Pretty much every time I go to the Phillips Collection, there is a Jacob Lawrence show up.  In fact, this time, they had the &lt;i&gt;exact same&lt;/i&gt; Jacob Lawrence show I'd gone to in 1993.  Admittedly, my average attendance rate at the Phillips is about once every five years.  look, in a city full of great free museums, is it a surprise that I never feel like paying the $12?  but still.  they REALLY like the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next weekend, I'm thinking...Capital Pride?  I want to at least make the parade, I think.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, in other news, here's how the rest of my life is going to go:&lt;br /&gt;Friday: give my notice at my job&lt;br /&gt;A month from Friday: stop working&lt;br /&gt;About a week after that: go on an "adventure tour" to costa rica.&lt;br /&gt;10 Days after that: try to find a place to live next year.&lt;br /&gt;Sept 2: start Smith post-bacc program in math&lt;br /&gt;Sometime in January: do a free birthright trip to israel&lt;br /&gt;May, 2009: graduate from the post-bacc program&lt;br /&gt;June, 2009: who the fuck knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8605083204155383935?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8605083204155383935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8605083204155383935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8605083204155383935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8605083204155383935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1301002625380226</id><published>2008-05-12T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:41:16.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improv'/><title type='text'>WHY WON'T IT STOP RAINING?</title><content type='html'>In improv yesterday, I got to be a zombie and superman and I got to throw up on stage and pretend to lick someone.  Improv is fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is maybe just superstitious, but I think before I can be good on stage I have to fail first.  I secretly suspect most people are like this.  You need to freeze up and have a completely wooden, boring scene, just so next time you get up, you can be like, "fuck it, it can't get any worse than &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; disaster," and just play without overthinking things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, flights don't get delayed too badly and I make it to class next Sunday.  Three hours of getting the fuck ups out of our systems immediately prior to the showcase will help a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1301002625380226?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1301002625380226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1301002625380226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1301002625380226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1301002625380226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-wont-it-stop-raining.html' title='WHY WON&apos;T IT STOP RAINING?'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4888305804652344251</id><published>2008-05-09T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T15:22:13.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>finals</title><content type='html'>As my buddies still in school suffer through finals week, I'm feeling oddly reminiscent about my own stressful final exam/paper experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senior year, the last night of reading period, I moved my entire life into the computer science lounge.  I had a 20 page philosophy paper to write, and I had not even started the research.  After I skimmed through about 10 library books, I came up with a sort of thesis, but it was based on a computer science class I'd taken the previous semester, and only one of the books I'd skimmed was actually helpful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the previous class's website, pulled up all the online journal articles we'd read, and tried pulling some quotes from that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I needed more.  I thought I could find something useful in the Computer Science class's textbook, but a friend and I had shared one book, since it's not like anyone actually ever did the reading in computer science classes, and I had no idea where it was.  At that point, it was around midnight, so I couldn't go knocking on her door to see if it was in her room, but I had vague memories of us leaving it on the grand piano in the living room many months before, so I made the walk back to my house to see if it was still there.  It wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaked out for a while, and then pulled myself together and found the paper I'd written for &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; class.  Sure enough, there were quotes from the textbook.  I plugged them into google, and figured out that with a little ingenuity, I could use the "look inside" feature on Amazon to get what I needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I put on some music (NPR All Songs Considered.  Perfect for getting into a trance-like state.), and stared to type.  I have no attention span, so every paragraph or so, I'd award myself with a nytimes.com article. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about 3/4 of the way done, my all-nighter compatriot in the lab informed me sunrise was coming (apparently he procrastinated by reading weather.com?  it's not like there were windows in the lab), so I went outside to watch it rise.  I picked up the newspaper delivered to the science building door and scanned the headlines.  I'd already read them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to higher ground (near the campus center) to get a better view of the sun.  Then, the sprinklers went on and I decided to run through them.  Finally, I went back to the lab and pounded out the rest of the paper.  What a piece of shit.  But I &lt;i&gt;finished&lt;/i&gt; the damn thing and somehow managed an A in the class.  Possibly because my professor cared even less than I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, school.  why am I seriously considering going back next year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4888305804652344251?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4888305804652344251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4888305804652344251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4888305804652344251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4888305804652344251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/05/finals.html' title='finals'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8997301554003904609</id><published>2008-04-30T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T14:25:24.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ryan sorba'/><title type='text'>Ryan Sorba</title><content type='html'>The republican club at my &lt;a href="http://www.smith.edu/"&gt;alma mater&lt;/a&gt; brought this dude to campus yesterday to deliver a speech called "the born gay hoax."  Apparently his thesis is that people choose to be gay, it isn't natural, and gay people are out recruiting our impressionable youth.  Totall bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night when he came, a ton of students showed up (more than could fit in the room he was scheduled to speak in) and started chanting really loudly and banging on pots and pans.  He left halfway through his speech and didn't come back. Now there's some controversy over whether protesting him was appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if it was appropriate, but I'm kind of proud it happened.   It probably was immature, but you're &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt; to be immature in college.  Never again in your life will you be free to act out as much.  Take advantage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the "this isn't how mature adults behave" argument reminds me a lot of the "this isn't how nice girls should act" line that women have been fed forever.  Yeah, it's not how mature people act in polite society, but maybe they should!  In general, women don't speak up enough because they're too worried about appearing nice.  Good for the protestors for stepping outside the constraints of normal social mores for an evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, liberalism does not equal absolute moral relativism.  It's true that we make a lot of relativistic arguments.  Think of: "just because &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; church says abortion is wrong, doesn't mean the rest of us think so." or "just because &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; think homosexuality is a sin doesn't mean the rest of us do!"  However, that relativism is not complete, and no matter how fervently asshole republicans want to do so, you can't take it to its logical extreme. I think in general, we should err on the side of being more open-minded, not less, but when someone's opinion is basically lies (whether the lie is "gay people choose to be gay" or "intelligent design is a real scientific theory") we don't have to take it seriously.  Not all opinions are worthy of respect.  Some are just illogical and stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8997301554003904609?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8997301554003904609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8997301554003904609' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8997301554003904609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8997301554003904609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/04/ryan-sorba.html' title='Ryan Sorba'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-2094420347259117599</id><published>2008-04-21T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T10:22:04.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 part story'/><title type='text'>magic beans</title><content type='html'>once upon a time, there was a cow named bob.&lt;br /&gt;and every day bob ate piles of purple hay.&lt;br /&gt;until one day, a vagabond set the hay on fire.&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, bob started to go hungry and couldn't produce any milk.&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, the farmer decided to sell her for some magic beans.&lt;br /&gt;until finally, the farmer started growing the (magic) soybeans and stopped raising beef.&lt;br /&gt;and ever since then, vasily the newly vegan farmer made enough money to buy bob back and make her a family pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had a good weekend--passover, swimming outdoors, reading a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bad-Monkeys-Matt-Ruff/dp/0061240419/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1208798398&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;good book&lt;/a&gt;.  Nothing that made a good story, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-2094420347259117599?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/2094420347259117599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=2094420347259117599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2094420347259117599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2094420347259117599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/04/magic-beans.html' title='magic beans'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-20909886296260420</id><published>2008-04-17T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:52:38.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absentminded'/><title type='text'>4 ways to tell I am more tired than I feel</title><content type='html'>1.  When I got home last night, I tried to open the front door with my work key.  (My work "key" is actually an rfid device.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I then proceeded to pack my bag and go to the pool.  For once, I even remembered to pack my bath pouf.  What I &lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt; remember was my swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  This morning, I filled up the kettle to make some tea, put it on the stove, and then tried to turn on the flame by pressing buttons on the microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I decided to eat cereal for lunch today. (shut up)  I reached in to the fridge to get my carton of soy milk, and ended up taking out the brita pitcher instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-20909886296260420?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/20909886296260420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=20909886296260420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/20909886296260420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/20909886296260420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/04/4-ways-to-tell-i-am-more-tired-than-i.html' title='4 ways to tell I am more tired than I feel'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-7953424511359225471</id><published>2008-04-14T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:05:40.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WIT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 part story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improv'/><title type='text'>the show</title><content type='html'>once upon a time, I started taking classes at &lt;a href="http://washingtonimprovtheater.com/"&gt;WIT&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and every day, I thought, "I should really go &lt;i&gt;see&lt;/i&gt; a show put on by the people who are teaching me."&lt;br /&gt;until one day (this Saturday) I finally bought a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, I took the metro down to gallery place for the 9:30 show.&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, I got there a little early and ran into a guy from my class.&lt;br /&gt;until finally, the show started and we got to see the final round of &lt;a href="http://washingtonimprovtheater.com/shows/fist2008/fisthome.htm"&gt;FIST&lt;/a&gt;, which was awesome, and the troupe &lt;a href="http://washingtonimprovtheater.com/shows/jackie.htm"&gt;Jackie&lt;/a&gt;, which was also very good.&lt;br /&gt;and ever since then, I've decided to drag my ass to shows more readily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, it costs no more than a movie ticket and is incredibly entertaining.  hell, if you go to the right show, they will &lt;a href="http://washingtonimprovtheater.com/shows/onesixtyonemovienight.htm"&gt;improvise a movie in front of you&lt;/a&gt;.  too bad the spring run of shows just ended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-7953424511359225471?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/7953424511359225471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=7953424511359225471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7953424511359225471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7953424511359225471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/04/show.html' title='the show'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3756391333350564796</id><published>2008-04-07T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T09:00:17.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 part story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire'/><title type='text'>the grease fire.</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was me.&lt;br /&gt;And every day (well, every weekend anyway) I thought, "I should really go visit my friends in Baltimore who just had a baby," but I was too lazy to actually make the trip.&lt;br /&gt;Until one day, I heard from the friends that they were moving to California.&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, their friends hosted a going away brunch for them yesterday in NE DC.&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, I *finally* got to meet the baby.  Also, I helped make pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;Until finally, I started a grease fire on the electric stove.  Luckily I was not holding the baby at the time.&lt;br /&gt;And ever since then, the baby's parents have wisely decided to take him out of the room whenever I am near dangerous kitchen appliances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3756391333350564796?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3756391333350564796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3756391333350564796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3756391333350564796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3756391333350564796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/04/grease-fire.html' title='the grease fire.'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8346940188266635044</id><published>2008-04-03T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:42:46.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sitcom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>sit com</title><content type='html'>I just realized the word sitcom is short for situational comedy.&lt;br /&gt;my entire world just shifted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8346940188266635044?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8346940188266635044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8346940188266635044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8346940188266635044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8346940188266635044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/04/sit-com.html' title='sit com'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-5098994424414354277</id><published>2008-03-31T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:11:38.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 line story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improv'/><title type='text'>7 line story</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Once upon a time&lt;/b&gt; there was an office worker who hated her job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And every day&lt;/b&gt; she drove the 10 miles to work, usually speeding because she couldn't bring herself to leave home on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Until one day&lt;/b&gt; while she was speeding along, she ran into a trash can someone had left too far from the edge of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And because of that&lt;/b&gt; her rearview mirror smacked against her passenger side window, cracking the glass in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And because of that&lt;/b&gt; she took the car to the dealer who said it would cost $400 to replace the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Until finally&lt;/b&gt; her father thought the dealer was trying to cheat her, so he called his friend at Joe's Auto-Body, who said he'd do the job for $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And ever since then&lt;/b&gt; the office worker decided never to go to the dealership for car repairs.  She still speeds to work, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation: We did this in my improv class one day.  The idea is you can summarize any story in 7 lines if you stick to the outline above.  It's pretty easy to make up a story in that format, but it's surprisingly difficult to shoehorn events from your real life into it.  I think it's good practice, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Until one day" is the easiest line.  It's where the break in the pattern--the event in your life that was out of the ordinary--occurs.  People who can't tell stories well (I include myself) usually jump right to this line and often forget about the other 6.  The first 2 give context: Most stories have a few different people in them.  "Once upon a time" forces you to figure out who the main character is. "And every day" forces you to define what normal is, so people will know when something abnormal occurs.  Lines 4-6 are all about heightening.  A story's no good if it's just, "This one weird thing happened this one time."  You need a plot twist: how did the one weird thing cause something else?  One plot twist isn't enough, though.  It's too predictable, so: how did that something else cause a third thing to occur?  Having that chain of events gives you forward motion, which you then cap in a climax on line 6.  Then, line 7 is the moral or punchline.  It's your chance to explain why the story was worth telling in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I'm going to try some blog posts in the 7 line story format.  It's not like I'm using this thing for anything else, so maybe I can refine my storytelling skills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-5098994424414354277?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/5098994424414354277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=5098994424414354277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5098994424414354277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5098994424414354277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/03/7-line-story.html' title='7 line story'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-7979866226938906491</id><published>2008-03-17T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T09:01:29.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurie Anderson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lecture'/><title type='text'>Laurie Anderson</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.laurieanderson.com/"&gt;Laurie Anderson&lt;/a&gt;, an apparently pretty famous performance artist (I know nothing about art!), give a lecture about Andy Warhol's &lt;a href="http://www.warhol.org/education/electric_chair.html"&gt;Electric Chair&lt;/a&gt; at the National Portrait Gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was... I don't really know what it was.  I ended up talking about it afterwards with a bunch of different people who ended up at a series of gallery openings on 14th st afterwards.  (Including &lt;a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/2008/02/sartorialist-photo-exhibit-moves-to.html"&gt;this opening&lt;/a&gt;, at which I felt completely awkward and out of place, because Washington is not a fashionable place, but I'm pretty sure every single person in the tiny minority of Washingtonians who *do* pay attention to fashion was in that room.  With me and my frayed jeans and t-shirt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd obviously prepared ahead of time.  She had a whole outline worked out, an interesting powerpoint presentation, and even a working audio element (a really cool excerpt from a talk by William S Burroughs).  But it seemed like nerves just took her over. As an ex- occasional debater, I sympathized completely.  It was like being a novice debater getting up with just a vague outline of a speech to give a rebuttal to the team with the biggest reputation on the circuit.  You just blank.  On one level, you know you have interesting things to say, but on another, why are you even pretending to be on par with [former Nats finalists OR PhD Art Historians].  So you stumble through, trying to just hit all the points on the outline, and hoping it isn't going as badly as you think it is.  But as you look down at that outline, you think "Why did I even write that?  What does that word even say?"  Your outline was supposed to be a series of guideposts to jog your memory of the larger speeech you had planned in your head, but all of a sudden, the larger speech is gone, and you're trying to madly reconstruct it from scribbled shorthand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result was flashes of what could have been a really great speech by a clearly smart, interesting woman.  But the tangents never led anywhere, and they'd just sort of fizzle out instead of getting back to the main point.  There were a ton of nervous verbal tics (like, um, so...).  The whole thing took an incredibly long time--she ended up throwing out the second half of her speech because 45 minutes through her 1 hour time slot, it was clear she wouldn't have time for it.  The kiss of death was when, at one point, she apologized for how badly the speech was going.  You &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; do that.  I didn't get a lot out of my limited debate experience, but that's one thing I picked up right away.  Never do anything to draw attention away from the points you're trying to make.  Yeah, your poor speaking skills might be the elephant in the middle of the room, but if you want to have any chance at all of people remembering &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; except that elephant, you. cannot. acknowledge. it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I went, and she definitely got me thinking, but I can't say it was good.  Not bad, necessarily, just... screw it.  I still have no idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-7979866226938906491?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/7979866226938906491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=7979866226938906491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7979866226938906491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7979866226938906491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/03/laurie-anderson.html' title='Laurie Anderson'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-7827468333541708927</id><published>2008-03-10T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T12:26:48.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improv'/><title type='text'>improv</title><content type='html'>Last night was my improv class's showcase.  I forgot how much of a rush it is to be in front of an audience.  In class I often got nervous participating because I felt like I was nowhere near as funny as my classmates (even though they were always super supportive), but when we were all up on stage together, I finally internalized that I wasn't performing *for* them, I was performing *with* them for the big mass of faceless people in the audience.  And when you have a group of people up on stage who you're looking out for, and who are looking out for you, it's energizing, not scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now I need to go see the professional troupes perform.  And I think I need to sign up for the next level.  I was sort of wavering and thinking maybe I'd just do the 1A class again, or maybe I wouldn't take any class at all, but I like improv, and I want to get better.  I think I need to keep getting pushed beyond my comfort level in order to improve, so level 1B makes the most sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other random things from the showcase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ran into a girl I went to high school with. She's apparently in one of the professional troupes.  Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My class was all going to meet up in a bar afterwards for a celebratory drink.  When I lost track of my classmates after the show, I just headed over there, but the bar was closed.  (Not really surprising at 10pm on a Sunday night, I guess?)  That was a little disappointing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;On my way back to my car afterwards, I got followed by a homeless guy.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I *really* don't know my way around DC, and I got pretty lost driving home.  Eventually I figured out that I could just drive from Gallery Place (where the showcase was) back to U Street (where the class was), because at least I knew how to get home from U Street.  It was a bit of a circuitous route, but it worked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-7827468333541708927?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/7827468333541708927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=7827468333541708927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7827468333541708927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7827468333541708927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/03/improv.html' title='improv'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-6757013327528862138</id><published>2008-03-07T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T15:42:14.255-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sophian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linguistics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geekiness'/><title type='text'>Students Turn Anger at Faculty Cuts to Action</title><content type='html'>This is a headline from &lt;a href="http://www.smithsophian.com/"&gt;The Sophian&lt;/a&gt;, my college's newspaper.  I had to read it at least 5 times before I could parse it into a grammatical sentence.  At first I read: "&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Students turn [anger at faculty cuts to action]&lt;/span&gt;".  But "&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Students turn [noun]&lt;/span&gt;" didn't make sense, so I decided they must mean "angry" instead of "anger".  Like "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Students turn angry at [faculty cuts to action]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".  But then I thought, what the hell is a "cut to action"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you read a sentence, you subconsciously predict what its structure will be.  You start fitting the words into that structure as you go along, revising your guess if you come across words that don't fit, and usually by the time you reach the end of the sentence, you've figured out its grammar and you know what it means.  Except, every once in a while, you haven't and you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In part, this sentence fooled me because The Sophian is really crappy.  I expect errors in that paper, so when my sentence structure didn't work, I didn't automatically assume &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; was wrong; I assumed &lt;i&gt;they'd&lt;/i&gt; just made one of their frequent grammar screw ups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the whole story, though.  I think also, the phrase "call to action" is so common that when I saw "cut to action" I tried to fit it into the same pattern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when you're using the verb "turn" to mean "transform," I think "turn X &lt;i&gt;into&lt;/i&gt; Y" is much more common than "turn X &lt;i&gt;to&lt;/i&gt; Y."  The latter sounds like it's out of a fairy tale or a fable.  I'm a dork and love Google book search, so from Hans Christian Andersen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mortals, on the other hand, have a soul, which lives forever after the body has turned to dust."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was looking at the deep river and saw how it plunged down from the cliff, turned to spray..."&lt;br /&gt;"The old Phoenix turned to ashes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...nor could he know whose eyes had been closed and whose red lips had turned to dust."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...all about the murdered young man, whose head had now turned to dust..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Sophian article, which is decidedly different from your average fairy tale, doesn't "Students Turn Anger at Faculty Cuts &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt;to Action" make a whole lot more sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-6757013327528862138?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/6757013327528862138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=6757013327528862138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6757013327528862138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6757013327528862138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/03/students-turn-anger-at-faculty-cuts-to.html' title='Students Turn Anger at Faculty Cuts to Action'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8725450925909350970</id><published>2008-03-03T15:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:20:49.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlotte allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'>women are stupid?</title><content type='html'>Really, &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/02/29/AR2008022902992.html"&gt;Charlotte Allen&lt;/a&gt;, what were you thinking?  &lt;a href="http://obsidianwings.blogs.com/obsidian_wings/2008/03/misogyny-day-at.html"&gt;hilzoy&lt;/a&gt; put it nicely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to Charlotte Allen: if you find yourself having to argue that you are an idiot in order to make your case, you might consider the possibility that an idiot like yourself is unlikely to get much right about women, or for that matter about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things really bug me about the fact that this piece of shit got published:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know the Post booked her because they wanted controversy for controversy's sake.  When an article can be summed up as, "Women are dumb.  No really, they are, myself included!" it pretty much has no redeeming qualities.  There will be a huge number of letters to the editor over this piece, and then the Post will congratulate itself on addressing such a hot-button issue.  Look at the huge volume of reader response!  It's sleazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get that papers make all sorts of questionable decisions to increase circulation.  (The creation, a few years ago, of an entire &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/print/sundaysource/"&gt;section&lt;/a&gt; of the newspaper where no news is allowed to appear jumps to mind.)  Generally, I don't care that much.  (Hey, I like doing the Kakuro puzzle on Sunday mornings.)  But, I think the line should probably be drawn at completely illegitimate, factually unsupported, offensive opinions expressed solely to marginalize an entire section of society.  Because the thing is, as illegitimate and ridiculous as what she said was, she said it in the Washington Post.  And that lends a veneer of credibility to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Which relates to the other reason I'm so pissed off about this. People will believe the most ridiculous, outlandish, obviously false things if you repeat them enough.  Politicians do it all the time (Bush is a master at it); If you say the same lie enough times, it starts to sound familiar, and if something sounds familiar, then surely there's at least a *little bit* of truth to it.  This is why, for example, some ridiculous percentage of the US population thinks Saddam Hussein was connected to 9/11.  It's why a lot of South Carolina voters in 2000 thought that John McCain had an illegitimate black daughter, and a lot of voters in 2008 think that maybe Barack Obama might be Muslim.  Even though almost everyone who comments on this article will denounce it as nonsense, it still adds to the background noise, and it makes it incrementally more acceptable the next time someone decides to recycle 19th century notions of how women are the stupider sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's worse is, there's nothing anyone can do to stop her ideas from seeping into the culture.  If you address her idiotic arguments point by point, you legitimize them.  You concede that what she had to say is worthy of debate.  But if you refuse to address her arguments because they're beneath your contempt, then they just stand there, unchallenged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, Washington Post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8725450925909350970?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8725450925909350970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8725450925909350970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8725450925909350970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8725450925909350970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/03/women-are-stupid.html' title='women are stupid?'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1243448157723164487</id><published>2008-02-25T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T14:54:39.609-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improv'/><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>So this weekend, I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met up with some extremely lovely people from new york for sushi and a movie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to an extremely surreal "no pants party" where the host was wearing an adult diaper, and one purportedly straight attendee was wearing a fake plush penis, a bikini, and a blond wig.  Which in and of itself would not have led me to question his sexuality.  It was more that he kept trying to thrust the fake penis into the ass of every guy he saw.  Like I said: surreal.  Also? &lt;s&gt;kind of&lt;/s&gt; majorly disturbing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to a 60th birthday party for my mother.  (I ended up baking a chocolate cake.  It said "Happy Birthday" in pink and purple day glo letters.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to my Improv class, wherein I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learned about a pretty funny blog called &lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/"&gt;Stuff White People Like&lt;/a&gt;.  People were quoting this thing all night long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had to scratch my balls at someone as part of "sound and motion circle."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got assigned the "homework" of going through my daily life, but pretending to redo everything in mime form right afterwards.  This got me some weird looks while I made tea in the kitchenette at work this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1243448157723164487?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1243448157723164487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1243448157723164487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1243448157723164487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1243448157723164487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4424685331821927642</id><published>2008-02-22T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T13:20:52.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><title type='text'>butter</title><content type='html'>I have this habit of baking whenever I'm bored.  Especially with something like bread, the whole process from start to finish can take over 4 hours.  It's a great way to kill time when you have no plans, the weekend is stretching out in front of you, and there's lots of quality programming to listen to on your local NPR station.  Or if it takes you kind of a while to get going on weekends and you don't actually start mixing the ingredients until 5pm at which point the quality programming is mostly over and the ever-boring Prarie Home Companion is about to start, bread rising time is a great opportunity to catch up on DVD box sets of awesome old TV shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, my life's sort of pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about baking is that after you've done it for a while, especially if you're using really good recipes, like the ones in the awesome &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baking-Illustrated-Best-Recipe-Classic/dp/0936184752"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;a href="http://megalho.blogspot.com/"&gt;Meghan&lt;/a&gt; bought me, you start to understand what makes good baked goods taste so good.  And it's gross.  Pie Crust?  Is basically butter with a tiny bit of flour mixed in.  Those amazing blueberry muffins?  Called for an entire tub of sour cream.  That cinnamon bread?  Used a carton of heavy cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put another way, can you imagine eating a quarter stick of butter, just plain?  It's repuslive.  But if you cut yourself a slice of pie, you could easily be eating that, plus all the sugar and carbs and other crap that's in the filling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about this today because my mother's birthday is this weekend and I've been tasked with baking her a cake.  Normally, I make what a cousin affectionately refers to as the &lt;a href="http://projects.washingtonpost.com/recipes/2007/02/07/torta-divina/"&gt;chocolate thing&lt;/a&gt; (only modification: I use cointreau instead of rum, because I have a bottle of cointreau.) and it tastes fantastic.  The only thing is, it doesn't *look* very impressive.  Even when it's the tastiest thing on the table, which it often is, it is not the first dessert people go for.  And I've been reading all about frosting techniques (I really do read the cookbook for fun in the evenings) and I want to try a cake with frosting.  Preferably one with lots of chocolate, and maybe lemon?  I dunno, I've felt like making lemon curd lately.  But oh my god is there a lot of butter and cream involved.  I'm going to make this cake and then be so grossed out by what's actually in it that I won't be able to eat it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4424685331821927642?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4424685331821927642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4424685331821927642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4424685331821927642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4424685331821927642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/02/butter.html' title='butter'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-6713871788675681813</id><published>2008-02-13T13:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T13:53:46.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue screen of death</title><content type='html'>oh my, I haven't seen one of these in ages.&lt;br /&gt;I think I just destroyed a work computer.&lt;br /&gt;excitement!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-6713871788675681813?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/6713871788675681813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=6713871788675681813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6713871788675681813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6713871788675681813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/02/blue-screen-of-death.html' title='blue screen of death'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3704096591689598686</id><published>2008-01-31T08:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T09:07:01.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass kicking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>exercise</title><content type='html'>Man, I never know what to write about in this stupid blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm just going to brag:&lt;br /&gt;I swim with a master's swimming class 3 times a week, and last night we had a really tough workout.  I kicked ass.  Normally, as long as we get in at least 3,000 yards in the 1.5 hours, we call it a good workout.  Last night: 4,100.  Google calculator informs me this is 2.32954545 miles.&lt;br /&gt;kick. ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, 400 of that was a 400 IM.  As in a 100 fly.  I suck at fly.  I can't make it more than a length and a half without my breathing getting all fucked up.  But I survived, and then went on to swim a 100 of each of the other strokes too!  I didn't die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty much, I'm the queen of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  In other news, I'm apparently allergic to running.  I ran on the treadmill on Tuesday, and it literally gave me hives.  I wonder how that works?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3704096591689598686?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3704096591689598686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3704096591689598686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3704096591689598686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3704096591689598686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/01/exercise.html' title='exercise'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8410429838251816892</id><published>2008-01-22T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:10:42.038-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roe v. wade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abortion'/><title type='text'>What I think about abortion.</title><content type='html'>It's the 35th anniversary of Roe v. Wade, and abortion is probably the first issue I really got politically engaged in.  It's also an issue I've gotten more conservative about over the past few years (though, don't tell my first year roommate because this is one of our greatest sources for long arguments, and I refuse to cede any ground to her) so I kind of want to lay out what I think now and why I think it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the short version: I'm not really sure what to think because I can't come up with an internally consistent position about its morality.  I doubt anyone else can either, so I don't think it should be legislated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the even shorter version: I'm still pro-choice, but sometimes I'm uncomfortable about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;one reason I think abortion is wrong:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;It's wrong to kill babies.  There is not much difference between a baby right after it's been born and a baby a month before it will be born.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;obvious rebuttal:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;This is really only an argument against third trimester abortions. You should still be okay with earlier ones.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;obvious rebuttal to rebuttal:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Why is it okay to kill something that will be a baby really soon, when it's not okay to kill a baby?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;rebuttal to rebuttal to rebuttal:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;It's not a baby right now.  that's all that's relevant. If it's not conscious and can't live on its own it doesn't have human rights yet.  If you believe otherwise, you reach some deeply unintuitive conclusions.  After all, if its not okay to kill something that will be a baby really soon, then it shouldn't be okay to kill something that will become something that will be a baby really soon.  Is preventing an embryo from ever implanting on the wall of a uterus wrong?  Does that embryo have rights?  What about the egg and the sperm before they become an embryo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;rebuttal to rebuttal to rebuttal to rebuttal:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;We consider other people who are not conscious and can't survive on their own to be human. What about terminally ill people in comas? They're basically only alive because a machine is feeding them or breathing for them, but we're not just allowed to pull the plug. We need prior consent. And these are people who will *never recover* from their conditions.  Fetuses generally will recover by, you know, being born.  If you believe that consciousness and viability are necessary to being human, why is there debate about end of life issues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;I could go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think it's important to remember that even if a fetus has rights, the mother does too.  It seems like a lot of people forget about the mother when they're talking about abortion.  This is why I really like the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Defense_of_Abortion"&gt;violinist&lt;/a&gt; thought experiment.  To quote Judith Jarvis Thomson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wake up in the morning and find yourself back to back in bed with an unconscious violinist. A famous unconscious violinist. He has been found to have a fatal kidney ailment, and the Society of Music Lovers has canvassed all the available medical records and found that you alone have the right blood type to help. They have therefore kidnapped you, and last night the violinist's circulatory system was plugged into yours, so that your kidneys can be used to extract poisons from his blood as well as your own. [If he is unplugged from you now, he will die; but] in nine months he will have recovered from his ailment, and can safely be unplugged from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, even if you think that fetus is a whole human being with all sorts of rights, those rights don't necessarily supersede your own right to autonomy over your own body.  Why should you have to act as a life support machine to something that would die on its own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This argument is most effective in cases of rape or if pregnancy puts your life at risk. Otherwise, you willingly took on the risk when you decided to have sex, so it's not like you'll die by doing it, so you can't back out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't sit well with me.  What if you used a condom or were on birth control?  At a certain point, if you took reasonable precautions, I think you have a right to expect that you won't have to be pregnant.  Besides, in the real world, do you want women to have to prove that they were raped or that they were using a condom that one time in order to have access to an abortion? that seems like a huge invasion of privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's complicated, so I end up judging each situation as it comes up and relying a lot on my own moral intuition.  I think this is basically the correct way to go about things, so I want to reserve the right for pregnant women to do the same.  This makes me pro-choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8410429838251816892?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8410429838251816892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8410429838251816892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8410429838251816892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8410429838251816892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/01/abortion.html' title='What I think about abortion.'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-640672746171649639</id><published>2008-01-17T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T14:01:31.095-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lion'/><title type='text'>it's snowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/photo/homepage/hp1-17-07h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://media.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/photo/homepage/hp1-17-07h.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shamelessly stolen from the Washington Post: a lion at the zoo enjoying today's weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent far too much time today reloading &lt;a href="http://www.opm.gov/status/"&gt;this page&lt;/a&gt; in hopes the federal government would give us a partial snow day.  (my company follows the federal government's lead.)  Despite the fact that this region really cannot handle winter weather at all, we did not get so much as liberal leave.  bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coworkers and I did amuse ourselves by watching a porsche struggle mightily to exit the parking lot this afternoon.  he eventually succeeded, but we're pretty sure he'll get in an accident at some point today.  yay for schadenfreude?  p.s. the words schadenfreude and porsche are fun to say for precisely the same reason.  maybe this is a sign I should take German.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, you can tell you're really living life to the fullest when the most exciting event of the day is watching a guy spin his wheels in the parking lot at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-640672746171649639?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/640672746171649639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=640672746171649639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/640672746171649639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/640672746171649639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-snowing.html' title='it&apos;s snowing'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4002117071126117528</id><published>2008-01-14T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:12:17.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><title type='text'>magic words</title><content type='html'>My favorite music group does &lt;a href="http://www.capsteps.com/"&gt;political satire&lt;/a&gt;.  My favorite NPR show is a &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/programs/waitwait/"&gt;news quiz&lt;/a&gt;.  I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; a favorite NPR show.  Suffice it to say, I am a news junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm tired of news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/01/13/AR2008011303624.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;'s the story that did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first I heard about this story was an NPR news reporter saying something like, "Obama's campaign rejects charges from the Clinton campaign that he misinterpreted her remarks on Martin Luther King Jr."&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not.&lt;br /&gt;She made a comment.  He commented on the comment.  She commented on his comment on the comment.  He commented on her comment on his comment on the comment.&lt;br /&gt;And all this made it onto the evening news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what were the words of the offending comment?  From the Washington Post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primary source of the debate is a comment Monday from the New York Democrat: "Dr. King's dream began to be realized when President Johnson passed the Civil Rights Act," she said, adding that "it took a president to get it done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This apparently underplays Dr. King's role in the civil rights movement.  also, Johnson was white.  so she kinda, sorta, if you squint your eyes and give yourself a lobotomy said that it takes a white person to advance the cause for black people.  see, she's racist?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can't get over is how utterly inconsequential and stupid this is.  She said like 20 words.  They weren't, at least in my estimation, even offensive words.  Who the fuck cares?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4002117071126117528?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4002117071126117528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4002117071126117528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4002117071126117528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4002117071126117528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/01/magic-words.html' title='magic words'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-6373135488485461446</id><published>2008-01-10T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T16:24:37.514-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloria steinem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'>hillary clinton/gloria steinem</title><content type='html'>So this is a little stale now that Clinton's won the NH primary, but I wanted to talk about Gloria Steinem's &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/01/08/opinion/08steinem.html?em&amp;amp;ex=1200114000&amp;amp;en=f7ff1506bb86d225&amp;amp;ei=5087%0A"&gt;op ed&lt;/a&gt; endorsing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I alternate between liking it a lot and being incredibly frustrated with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First she talked about how women need a lot more experience to be considered qualified than men do.  She invented "Achola Obama," someone with Barack Obama's experience who was female, to prove her point.  I agree that often women do need more experience to be considered qualified than men do, but I don't think either candidate actually has a ton of experience, so I'm not sure it's a relevant point for this race.  The example did imply that being a mother with young children would hurt a candidate (why isn't she at home raising them?) while being a father with young children helps him.  (aww, isn't his family adorable?)  This is completely true.   Still not relevant to this particular race, but interesting to consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next she talked about how this election is following the same old pattern.  For a while, blacks and women are allies, but then black people break barriers before women do.  In a very qualified, wishy-washy way, I agree with her.  It's a lot more complicated than that,  but it's unquestionably historically true that, for example, black men and women, and white women all worked for suffrage together, but black men got the vote before any women did.  But the reason black people achieved those legislative victories first is because they were demonstrably worse off to begin with.  Women were not, for example, getting lynched.  Discrimination against black people was violent and overt, whereas discrimination against white women was much more subtle and muted, and therefore easier to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next she said "sexism is still confused with nature as racism once was." I agree SO MUCH with this.  People in the mainstream LOVE to talk about inherent differences between the sexes.  Major American newspapers feature stories claiming that women talk more than men, that they have a worse sense of direction than men, that they're worse at science than men, or any other number of poorly supported worn out cliches.  Outside of the James Watsons of the world, you do not find people talking about inherent differences between the races because it's offensive and stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started to lose me when she essentially talked about the ways that sexism is supposed to be worse than racism, though.  She said anything that affects males is seen as more serious than things that affect females. I think there's a grain of truth to this, but she's seriously overstating her case.   She went on to say powerful women make men regress to childhood, whereas black men are stereotyped as "masculine" so to other men they are masculinity-affirming.  When I was writing down my initial thougts on her piece, next to this I wrote, "omg, shut up with the pop psychology, gloria steinem!"  It's such a bullshit thing to say.   It's a deeply weird argument. The ways that black men have historically been stereotyped as "masculine" are very dehumanizing.  They also don't apply to Barack Obama who's a major intellectual (hello, editor of the Harvard Law review). Intellectuals are pansies.  we all know that.  It's kind of why George W. Bush got elected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, she started to sound like she worked for the Clinton Campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She talked about how abolition and suffrage worked well togetherm so Clinton and  Obama have to keep working together.  (how DARE he challenge her.  he should wait his turn!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said Clinton had more experience: look at all that "on the job" training. This is totally overvalued.  no doubt, she's been thinking seriously about political issues for a long time and she has the years in the white house to prove that, but you don't need to live in the east wing to think seriously about the issues.  the things she actually *did* in the White House after the republicans steamrolled her health care reform are insubstantial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "What worries me is that she is accused of “playing the gender card” when citing the old boys’ club, while he is seen as unifying by citing civil rights confrontations."&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe.  except obama is *very careful* about how much he brings up civil rights.  Clinton's trying to be fairly careful too.  The "old boy's club" comment, I think was at Wellesley, which means she carefully chose her audience, but I think she's alluded more to how the patriarchy (to use a Smith Scrabble(tm) word) has hurt her in other contexts too.  and it has hurt her.  but racism's hurt Obama.  he's just been savvier about not mentioning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we get to the weird, unfortunate conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;"What worries me is that some women, perhaps especially younger ones, hope to deny or escape the sexual caste system."&lt;br /&gt;What a poorly constructed sentence.  I had an email conversation with my mother about this line yesterday and we decided what she meant by "deny[ing] or escap[ing] the sexual caste system", to quote my mother is, "the attitude that “This doesn’t apply to me.  I will be able to escape this prejudice because of my education, competence, intelligence, good looks, savvy, whatever.”  Most young women have not faced overt sexual discrimination and don’t realize how insidious it can be."  I get that.  I think there is a tendency to either overlook sexism or think of it as an inherent fact of life, not something that can be fought against.  but come on.  the whole *point* of feminism &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; ultimately to "escape the sexual caste system."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As is obvious, I'm still not really sure what I think.  But it did get me thinking.  I recommend it as interesting reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-6373135488485461446?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/6373135488485461446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=6373135488485461446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6373135488485461446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6373135488485461446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/01/hillary-clintongloria-steinem.html' title='hillary clinton/gloria steinem'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8624764341936690107</id><published>2008-01-04T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T07:53:07.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primaries'/><title type='text'>obama</title><content type='html'>he won!  so freaking excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to work this morning, I decided:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Kucinich for supporting gay marriage.  I also remember when I heard him speak during the 2004 election, I thought he was batshit crazy for supporting things like universal healthcare and a "department of peace."  I still think he's batshit crazy, but he also seems to be prescient and ahead of the curve on a lot of issues.  This gives me hope that gay marriage won't be so damn controvertial in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Dodd for supporting a carbon tax.  Even though he called it a "corporate carbon tax" which even with my lousy 4 semesters of economics I can tell is a lot of bullshit spin.  If you tax corporations, they're going to try their hardest to pass on the extra cost to consumers.  And if you want a tax to actually alter behavior, the whole point of it is to affect average Americans.  Still, as far as I'm aware, he's the only one supporting a tax instead of a cap &amp; trade system, and I think the tax is so much more elegant.  Too bad he dropped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not like Edwards.  I think probably he'd be fine, but all his rhetoric about corporate greed really grates on me.  It's utterly facile to pretend that all the large evil faceless corporations are out to crush the little guy and make your life more difficult.  Large faceless corporations don't care enough about you to actively try to hurt you.  They just want to make profits, and most of the time, the things they do to maximize profits tend to make most people better off.  Trade is good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 other issues I think the most about are Iraq and Health Care.  The thing is, I don't know what the correct policy decisions are on either of those issues.  I think we shouldn't have gone into Iraq in the first place, but now that we're there, when and how quickly we should withdraw seems an open question.  I think health care in the country right now is completely fucked up, but I don't know that universal coverage is the answer.  I don't know what the answer is.  So on those two issues, I'm sort of indifferent between Hillary and Obama.  They seem to be the most moderate, and while they don't have identical plans, their plans are enough alike that whatever legislation they actually managed to get passed would be quite similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I'm an Obama supporter.  I do give him credit for opposing the war before Clinton did, but that actually doesn't figure into my decision too strongly.  I just like the vitality and energy he's bringing to the race.  He's a new face.  He's not entrenched in the party establishment.  He's not still stuck back in the Vietnam war.  He's the closest thing to youthful we've seen in a while.  I'm ready to stop having baby boomers dominate every aspect of this country's culture.  It's my generation's turn.  If only we actually vote.  (but we did, in Iowa last night!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8624764341936690107?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8624764341936690107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8624764341936690107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8624764341936690107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8624764341936690107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/01/obama.html' title='obama'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-2016984991153858204</id><published>2008-01-03T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T11:34:19.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year&apos;s resolutions'/><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolutions can be divided into 3 categories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Maintenance&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Keep in touch with school friends.  I saw about 12 of them this weekend, it was wonderful, and I am still coming down off that high.  I've got to remain friends with these people because they're amazing.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Keep Swimming.  I'm pretty freaking proud of consistently dragging myself to master's swimming 3 times a week for the past year.  Excercise is good.  Even when there's excessive chlorine involved.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Short Term&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Sign up for a class.  I'm missing intellectual stimulation, and I'm pretty sure my brain is atrophying.  Ideally, some local school is offering an evening or weekend course in AI.  If not, I'll settle for just about any lit/philosophy/history class I can get into.  I miss thinking.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Commit to volunteering.  Despite having my hat and coat stolen, one of the most fun things I've done in a while was volunteer through the JCC's day of service.  I used to volunteer all the time in high school, but somehow I stopped in college and then never picked it up again.  I miss it.  Plus, it gets me out of the house.  I don't know quite what to do, but there has to be some habitat for humanity or literacy tutor type thing I could sign up for.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Up the Exercise.  Swimming 3 times a week is awesome.  Taking advantage of my gym membership by using any facilities at all besides the pool would be more awesome.  I'm gonna make it to the Y at least 1 other time each week.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Doctors' Appointments.  I haven't seen a doctor since I graduated from college.  That's bad.  Also, I got authorization from my health insurance to see a therapist.  Even if I'm not diagnosably depressed (though honestly, I almost certainly am), it's gotta be a good thing to see someone.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Long(er) Term&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;New Job.  A while ago (maybe November of my Senior year), I confided in a friend that I was scared of taking some boring job for the money and then stagnating there for years because I was too lazy/complacent to find anything better.  Well, guess what I did?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Move.  See above about lazy, complacent stagnating.  I'm living with my parents.  I'm 23.  This is a problem.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Apply to Grad School.  I belong in school.  I know this about myself.  Everyone who knows me knows this about me.  Why am I not there yet?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. this post is brought to you by the following html tags: &amp;lt;dl&amp;gt;, &amp;lt;dt&amp;gt;, and &amp;lt;dd&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-2016984991153858204?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/2016984991153858204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=2016984991153858204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2016984991153858204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2016984991153858204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3647071069275586465</id><published>2007-12-27T11:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T12:13:33.422-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wool hats'/><title type='text'>wool hats</title><content type='html'>So I am in the market for a new wool hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I volunteered at a homeless shelter on Christmas Day, and a homeless man stole my hat (and my down vest and shearling gloves).  I feel guilty about even feeling bad about it, because whoever he was, he obviously needed the warm clothes more than I did.  Plus, he left my wallet totally untouched.  (Yes, I really was stupid enough to leave my wallet and jacket unattended as I wandered through the bunk beds on the "hard core homeless&lt;sup&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="#1"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;" &lt;a name="1b"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;floor of the shelter, wiping down bed frames and walls with bleach solution.  I kinda deserved to have it stolen.) &lt;a name="1b"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very particular about wool hats.  When my mother went to Iceland on vacation, she brought me back the warmest hat I've ever had.  It was made from Icelandic wool, completely lined with fleece, and it had ear flaps that you could tie under your chin.  Wool is warm, but as I'd discovered during my first &lt;a href="http://www.smith.edu/"&gt;Western Massachusetts winter&lt;/a&gt;, it doesn't necessarily keep out the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hat did.  The fleece lining acted as a wind breaker, and the fact that I could tie it around my chin created a seal that meant no cold air could sneak in under the edges and disturb my large, sensitive ears.  It was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched for a replacement for years, and finally, after deciding I couldn't justify spending $44 plus shipping from &lt;i&gt;Iceland&lt;/i&gt; to buy a hat that looked, from a blurry picture like it &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; be the same, I settled on buying one very much like &lt;a href="http://www.rei.com/product/755191?cm_sp=prod*desc_rel_item*element"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; (though it cost significantly less).  That's the one I lost on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now what?  I live in freaking Maryland.  It's 53 degrees outside right now.  A fleece lined wool hat with ear flaps is the very definition of overkill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm attached.  And besides, I might not &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; be in Maryland.  Maybe I'll move to Boston (or Canada, if Huckabee gets elected.  I'm dead serious about that.)  You never know! So I'm once again surfing around looking for a replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/deLux-Kitty-Pilot-Hats-Women/dp/B0010NMGH6/ref=pd_sbs_a?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1198782981&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;'s my current favorite.  I can't decide if I'm willing to be seen in public with cat ears on my head.  In college, no problem.  But shouldn't I have grown up a little by now?  yeah, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a name="1" href="#1b"&gt;(1)&lt;/a&gt; According to the director of the shelter, the "hard core homeless" are those who only want to come inside when it's cold enough outside that they risk hypothermia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3647071069275586465?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3647071069275586465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3647071069275586465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3647071069275586465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3647071069275586465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/12/wool-hats.html' title='wool hats'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8629230870871140960</id><published>2007-12-19T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T08:37:28.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary clinton'/><title type='text'>Hillary Clinton</title><content type='html'>Summary of &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/12/19/opinion/19dowd.html?hp"&gt;Maureen Dowd&lt;/a&gt; on Hillary Clinton: "People really are sexist assholes who harp on her looks too much, and it is unfair that people have fewer problems with aging men than aging women, but I still don't like her.  She's too focus-grouped."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I kind of agree with her.  Maureen Dowd has a way of getting on my nerves even when I agree with her, though.  Everyone who doesn't like Hillary Clinton but doesn't want to come across as sexist talks about how she's too packaged.  I don't trust them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why this Rush Limbaugh quote caught my eye: “Let me give you a picture, just to think about. ... The campaign is Mitt Romney vs. Hillary Clinton in our quest in this country for visual perfection, hmm?”  He's even more poll-driven than she is, and if she comes across as kind of plastic, he's a freaking Ken doll.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I hope this country isn't stuipd enough to elect Huckabee.  I'm really worried, though.  I think if they did, I would seriously consider moving to Canada.  Particularly if I could get into grad school at Waterloo, but even if I didn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8629230870871140960?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8629230870871140960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8629230870871140960' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8629230870871140960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8629230870871140960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/12/hillary-clinton.html' title='Hillary Clinton'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3168477953993564389</id><published>2007-12-12T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T11:55:41.721-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w00t'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20071212/wr_nm/usa_language_dc"&gt;w00t&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3168477953993564389?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3168477953993564389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3168477953993564389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3168477953993564389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3168477953993564389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/12/w00t.html' title=''/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4093259489807469293</id><published>2007-12-07T08:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:51:16.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ham'/><title type='text'>ham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T2Dt-mc-izM/R1l69NoDwwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jdrlXRCDUFA/s1600-h/HAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T2Dt-mc-izM/R1l69NoDwwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jdrlXRCDUFA/s320/HAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141275641668420354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard about this on NPR this morning.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic (and original story) from &lt;a href="http://nancykayshapiro.livejournal.com/35633.html?style=mine"&gt;NancyKay Shapiro&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4093259489807469293?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4093259489807469293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4093259489807469293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4093259489807469293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4093259489807469293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/12/ham.html' title='ham'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T2Dt-mc-izM/R1l69NoDwwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jdrlXRCDUFA/s72-c/HAM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-7830820691304417738</id><published>2007-12-05T15:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:59:15.517-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>makeup</title><content type='html'>All of my female cousins in the area have been conspiring to try to teach me to put on makeup.  On Saturday, one of them finally dragged me to the MAC store at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that everyone else somehow got the "makeup gene" or at least lessons from their mothers and older sisters and I just missed out.  Instead, I think most women spend their teenage years learning about makeup through trial and error.  Gradually, they catch on that no, bold purple eyelids really don't look good, sparkles should be kept to a minimum, and even if you really wish you were more tan, buying a foundation that doesn't match your skin tone is a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed out on this formative phase, probably because of where I went to school.  It's not even so much that at co-ed schools the girls all doll up to impress boys.  It's just that my single sex schools (high school and college) were very casual and since I did not really go to parties or dances, I just had no reason to play with the sparkly eyeshadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing, as snooty as it sounds, is that I had (have) vague philosophical objections to makeup.  It's always seemed unfair how much work women are expected to do, relative to guys, to have a socially acceptable appearance.  Plus, I've always wanted to think of myself as the type of person who isn't concerned with outward appearances, and not wearing makeup helped me do that.  Also, wearing makeup kind of seemed like playing dress up.  I once read a short story where a woman had a line about how she'd never leave the house without "putting on her face."  Why should women have to basically put on a mask (aka hide their true selves) to interact with the outside world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, I get it now.  Makeup is fun.  I know that I'm probably wrong, but while I was in the MAC store on Saturday, I kept thinking how much fun the makeup artist's job must be.  It's marginally creative, because obviously there are guidelines for what colors look best on which complexions, but you basically get to choose how to paint someone's face.  Painting is fun!  Especially when you get to wear a little utility belt filled with like 75 different brushes.  And then, they have these handy little worksheets for explaining what they did, and it's basically like filling in a coloring book.  I love coloring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the experience of putting makeup on at home is nowhere near as varied, so you might think that it's not as fun.  But when I said before that putting on makeup kind of seemed like playing dress up, I was right.  And dress up is fun too!  Maybe there are problems with feeling like you have to put on a mask to face the world, but if the mask is pretty cool looking, you don't object to it too much.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So for the time being, I'm a (sort of) makeup convert.  I bought some stuff at the counter, and for the last 3 days, I've managed concealer, foundation, and lip gloss.  That's significantly less than the MAC lady used, but it's something.  It looks nice.  We'll see if it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pictures at some point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-7830820691304417738?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/7830820691304417738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=7830820691304417738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7830820691304417738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7830820691304417738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/12/makeup.html' title='makeup'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1922600039469338185</id><published>2007-11-02T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T13:53:18.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='logic'/><title type='text'>Dumb Sentence</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;A classic criminology textbook, "Principles of Criminology," notes that crime rates for men greatly exceed those for women "for all nations, for all communities within a nation, for all age groups, for all periods of history for which reliable statistics are available, and for all types of crime except those peculiar to females."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, the larger point that there are more men doing more violent things and ending up in prison is true.  but that sentence is still annoyingly question-begging.  Yes, if you just look at the crimes men commit more of, you will find that men commit more of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/news/globe/editorial_opinion/oped/articles/2007/11/02/violence_learning_and_the_gender_divide/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1922600039469338185?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1922600039469338185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1922600039469338185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1922600039469338185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1922600039469338185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/11/dumb-sentence.html' title='Dumb Sentence'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8473139795841972567</id><published>2007-10-30T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T15:13:36.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAPTCHA'/><title type='text'>interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.washingtonpost.com/securityfix/2007/10/online_porn_with_spam_a_la_car_1.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for admiring what the spammers did here, but it's really very clever and ingenious.  Basically, spam bots were signing up for hundreds of free email accounts on sites like yahoo.  So yahoo put in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Captcha"&gt;CAPTCHA&lt;/a&gt;s, otherwise known as those warped images of letters and numbers that are fairly easy for a human to read, but very hard for a computer to read.  Clever way of sorting out the people from the computers, right?  Now, presumably this solution wouldn't have worked forever, because it has to be possible to train a computer to become as good at recognizing those images as people are.  But we're still pretty far from making that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do spammers do in the mean time?  They figure out how to get humans to do the dirty work for them.  The brilliant stroke?  use porn.  You download a trojan onto your computer (likely by viewing porn in the first place), and it creates a pop-up ad of a woman who takes off an article of clothing for each CAPTCHA you solve.  genius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. once you type the word porn, somehow all the other words around it seem dirtier: "dirty work" "stroke" "trojan" "pop-up" ...you get the idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8473139795841972567?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8473139795841972567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8473139795841972567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8473139795841972567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8473139795841972567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/10/interesting.html' title='interesting'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-2644527925768655913</id><published>2007-10-16T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:43:52.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IQ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'>women in math and science</title><content type='html'>3 related things I've been thinking about lately (i.e. they're showing up all over the blogs I read):&lt;br /&gt;1.  Why are women underrepresented in science and math?  (is there an IQ distribution issue?)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Why are black people underrepresented basically everywhere where high academic achievement is important?   (again, is there an IQ issue?)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Why are republicans underrepresented in academia?  (okay, no one's seriously brought up the IQ issue here, but maybe it's because the people bringing up IQ in the other 2 cases &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; republicans, and &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; can't be the dumb ones, can they?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's way too much here for 1 blog post, so I'm going to focus on females in math and science (obviously the one that relates most to my own life) and maybe, hopefully get back to the other two in later posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IQ issue everyone raises with females in math/science is that IQ testing shows slightly different bell curves for males and females, with slightly more males on the tail ends (in the "genius" and "retarded" categories, basically) and slightly more females clustered around the middle (in the "normal" category).  And maybe, since you have to be really really smart to become a math or science professor, and there are just more really really smart males than females, that explains the disparity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This explanation really makes me uncomfortable.  I guess people should be allowed to bring it up as a possible explanation,because it would be pretty closed minded to summarily dismiss an entire avenue of inquiry.  On the other hand, it strikes me as too pat, and I deeply suspect that most people championing it are latching on to convenient, plausible "just so" story about why men are superior to women, and that's just the natural order of things, feminists be damned.   (On another note, I think this is part of an overall resurgence in the popularity of social darwinism, at least among the republicans who believe still in evolution, to levels that haven't been seen since the late 19th/early 20th century.  I think someone could do really well writing a book or an article about this trend.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of it is that I am a smart female seriously considering going into academia in science or math.  Even though I went to a women's college, I have in fact, been pre-judged as not quite as smart because I'm female.  (Not at Smith, obviously, but at one godawful summer internship at an Ivy League school, for example.)  So it really irks me that a theory that basically amounts to, "Hey, maybe we have all these stereotypes about men being smarter than women because men really &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; smarter!" gets taken seriously.  It's not true in my case, so I'm naturally disinclined to think it'd be true in the general case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that, it just seems to be the least verifiable theory.  Essentially, I think it's what you're left with after you've ruled out all the other possible explanations.  And there are a ton of explanations you have to rule out first.  An incomplete list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does IQ even measure anyway?  Arguably, no one really knows.  We think it's good at measuring intelligence, but we're not quite sure what intelligence is, and we're also not sure if we're introducing subtle biases into the testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What factors other than intelligence affect IQ scores? There's a really interesting blog post explaining a recent paper on the stereotype threat, which we know &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; affect test scores &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/mixingmemory/2007/10/women_in_math_science_and_engi.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  But we also know things like prior education affect IQ scores.  So do things like nutrition.  And nobody's satisfactorily explained the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flynn_effect"&gt;Flynn effect&lt;/a&gt; which is that everyone's IQ scores the world over seem to get higher over time for no apparent reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about other factors that keep women out of academia?  That stereotype effect blog post talks about one of them, the self perpetuating stereotype effect that makes women feel less welcome and less capable simly because there are fewer of them.  But what about asshole professors and grad students like the one I encountered at my internship?  Or what about subtle messages from teachers in the lower grades who encouraged boys more than girls in math class?  There are a lot of other things that could be going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is, even if you think IQ is actually good at measuring intelligence, and even if you think it's good at measuring the type of intelligence you need to succeed in science and math, and even if it is true that there are more genius males than females, you still haven't shown that there should necessarily be more men than women in the math/science fields.  What if there are diminishing marginal returns for additional intelligence?  Maybe having an IQ over 135 is absolutely vital to being able to understand the science you need to succeed, but beyond that, having an IQ of 142 doesn't help you much, while having something like creativity, or enough social skills to collaborate with your peers really would help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to know what the real explanations are.  I just really hope the IQ determinists are wrong.  Luckily, that seems likely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-2644527925768655913?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/2644527925768655913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=2644527925768655913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2644527925768655913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2644527925768655913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/10/women-in-math-and-science.html' title='women in math and science'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8039911538609509186</id><published>2007-10-15T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:31:57.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>video and weekend</title><content type='html'>So I was just watching &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSTtGSUJHMs"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt; for national coming out day, and I'm like 95% certain that one of the people in it used to teach at my high school.  Exciting!  Back in school, I was pretty sure she was gay, but she wasn't really out to the students (then again, what was she supposed to do: make a general announcement?) so if it is her, I guess it means she's become more activist in the past few years?  But now I want to verify with someone, and I keep in touch with exactly zero people from high school.  How weird would it be to email my old friends and be like, "hey, how are you doing, sorry we haven't talked in a couple years.  listen, look at this youtube video and tell me if you recognize X."  pretty weird.  I'm thinking I might do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, in other words, I was in Chicago last weekend and it was awesome!  Yes, yes, I was a lazy bum, and Paige and Sarah and I mostly hung around Sarah's house and watched the discovery channel (which of course was kind of a typical college experience, so it was very nostalgic) but I was so happy to see both of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin got married on Saturday evening, and it was a great wedding.  The ceremony was super short (15 minutes), and the bride and groom were really cute, because you could tell they were kind of nervous, but they were reassuring each other up at the altar.  Everyone had really sweet toasts, and my uncle even got to make a stupid rhyme of "geo-hydrologist and neurobiologist" which we're pretty sure he worked on for months.  On Sunday morning they had a brunch, and I got to see some absolutely adorable 9 month old triplets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of did the tourist thing on Sunday after the wedding brunch.  I walked along Michigan Ave and bought Frangos at what would be Marshall Field's had Macy's not taken over the entire world.  It was a little sad because there were all these upscale shops that were supposed to be quite the tourist attraction, but they're basically the same shops you see in every city in the US and a whole lot of cities all over the world, too.   I did buy caramel corn at garret's popcorn shop, which is actually local, and I ate it in millenium park, got sick from too much sugar, and then headed to the art institute.  By the time I made it to the art institute, I'd already been on my feet for a few hours, so I pretty much had museum fatigue before I even went in the door.  However, I did manage to see a number of paintings so famous that their reproductions adorn the walls of every dorm room in the country.  It was actually kind of interesting to try to force myself to look at those paintings with fresh eyes.  Like yes, I've seen that Van Gogh self portrait 80 trillion times so my eyes are glazing over, but hey, it was probably pretty revolutionary when it was first painted. Compare it to the earlier stuff in the other room, and it's pretty different from anything that came before it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the art institute was a good time.  Actually, the whole weekend was a good time.  Of course now I'm exhausted (the flight that got me in at 1am didn't help!) but it was worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8039911538609509186?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8039911538609509186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8039911538609509186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8039911538609509186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8039911538609509186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/10/video-and-weekend.html' title='video and weekend'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-827434956874266631</id><published>2007-10-09T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:26:36.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slacking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Today is October 9th</title><content type='html'>Why is it 90° outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand, this unseasonably warm weather has let me fool myself into thinking it's still summer, and I'm not over a year out of college still living at home working a boring, dead end job.  On the other hand, the delusion only extends so far, because it is once again dark when I leave work every night.  Also, jesus fucking christ I'm going to be 23 in 12 days!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-827434956874266631?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/827434956874266631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=827434956874266631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/827434956874266631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/827434956874266631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is-october-9th.html' title='Today is October 9th'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8301880403287329649</id><published>2007-10-08T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T14:31:03.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bagels'/><title type='text'>bagels, part II</title><content type='html'>I tried making bagels again last weekend, and it definitely worked out better.  not great, but a step in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the greater part of Saturday in pursuit of the very elusive &lt;a href="http://www.hormel.com/kitchen/glossary.asp?id=37611"&gt;malt powder&lt;/a&gt; because I was eager to try a &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/mpt/jewishcooking/recipes/season1/119r.html"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; that called for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a natural foods co-op, a trader joe's, a giant foods, and 2 whole foods later, I admitted defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, in addition to stocking a multitude of odd and exotic foods you've never heard of that are not malt powder, Whole Foods has a good selection of cookbooks for sale.  I cracked open &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2y9hem"&gt;Baking Illustrated&lt;/a&gt; and read what they had to say about bagels.  First of all, let me say this book is perfect for me and I covet a copy.  They explain &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;.  There were two pages of exposition on all the different experiments they tried in order to decide on every detail from flour type to water temperature to rising time.  I love long, detailed explanations.  I'm all about the wordiness.  It was love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am a cheapo, I did not buy the book, but since I was with my father, a man who has no shame and never gets embarassed, I got some scrap paper from one of the whole foods employees and copied out the recipe.  It called for &lt;a href="http://www.edenfoods.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=104050"&gt;malt syrup&lt;/a&gt;, not malt powder, and since whole foods does carry that, I was set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some interesting things I learned about baking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The difference between bread flour and high gluten flour is that the latter contains 14% gluten, whereas bread flour contains only 12%.  If you cannot find high gluten flour in stores (I couldn't), adding in one teaspoon of gluten powder (which most stores &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; seem to carry) per cup of bread flour approximates the percentages pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  You boil bagels for a variety of reasons.  It helps make their crust shiny, it stops them from expanding too much in the oven, and it speeds up the action of the yeast on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Despite what most cookbooks say, you really don't need 4 quarts of water to boil your bagels.  Baking Illustrated said you only need 3 inches.  Which makes sense because if the water is boiling, the bagels should float anyway, so who cares if there are 2 inches or 10 inches of boiling water below them that they're not even touching?  Also, most recipes call for anywhere between 5 to 10 minutes of boiling per bagel.  30 seconds works &lt;i&gt;much&lt;/i&gt; better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Supposedly, letting things rise in the refrigerator overnight will give your baked goods a better flavor and work just as well as letting things rise in a slightly warm oven for an hour or two.  In practice, this doesn't work so well if you forgot whether you used half teaspoon measuring spoon instead of the whole teaspoon one and decide to add an extra teaspoon of salt just in case.  It also doesn't work if you're pretty sure you copied down the recipe wrong and you were really supposed to use 1.5 t&lt;b&gt;b&lt;/b&gt;sp of yeast instead of 1.5 tsp.  However, a little extra salt isn't so bad, and if you're disappointed by how little your baked good has risen overnight, you can still use the warmed oven trick to speed things along the next morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm bagels&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8301880403287329649?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8301880403287329649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8301880403287329649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8301880403287329649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8301880403287329649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/10/bagels-part-ii.html' title='bagels, part II'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-2317779119070258698</id><published>2007-10-02T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T15:39:02.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bagels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>okay, the way to get through a boring day at work is *not* to start buying things online.  even things you &lt;a href="http://www.titlenine.com/shopping/product/detailmain.jsp?itemID=2155&amp;amp;itemType=PRODUCT&amp;amp;iMainCat=674&amp;amp;iSubCat=676&amp;amp;iProductID=2155"&gt;arguably need&lt;/a&gt;, or things that really are for a &lt;a href="http://www.donorschoose.org/donors/viewChallenge.html?id=17169"&gt;good cause&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's been happening in my life lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  On Saturday I went to the National Book Festival.  I got to see Joyce Carol Oates, Diane Ackerman, Joan Nathan, Patricia McCormick, and M.T. Anderson.  I did &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; get to see Terry Pratchett, the whole reason I went in the first place, because&lt;br /&gt;a) I am constitutionally incapable of getting anywhere on time, and&lt;br /&gt;b) You know how when you're driving somewhere, it's good to give yourself at least 15 minutes extra to get there, in case you run into traffic?  Well, I'd forgotten when you're taking the DC metro somewhere, the same principle applies, because you never know when you'll run into a &lt;b&gt;FIRE ON THE TRAIN TRACKS!&lt;/b&gt;  Pretty freaking frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;I also did not get to see the author of &lt;u&gt;Sarah, Plain and Tall&lt;/u&gt;, and I didn't get any books signed because I hate lines.  Still, I had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  On Sunday, I attempted to make bagels.  Big Mistake.  Okay, more accurately, the mistake was probably using the same recipe I used last time I attempted to make bagels.  My mother has this "Jewish Cooking" book that was put together in the '80s by some women at a local synagogue in Iowa.  The sheer number of jello dessert (and some jello non-dessert) items should've clued me in to the fact that these recipes are very midwestern and of very variable quality.  But I wanted to make bagels.  And I was too lazy to turn on the computer.  And literally none of my other cookbooks contained a recipe (you'd think at least &lt;i&gt;Joy of Cooking&lt;/i&gt; would!).  And this book had three.  So off I went.  My bagels are tiny, dense, kind of soggy, and overcooked.  On the bright side, putting the garlic on top of them worked pretty well!  &lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty detailed discourse on why I don't think my bagels turned out, but then I realized that really, no one but me is interested in it.  So the take-away point is, despite my failure, I am not deterred.  I will try again, and this time with a better recipe.  Maybe something by Joan Nathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for right now, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-2317779119070258698?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/2317779119070258698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=2317779119070258698' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2317779119070258698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2317779119070258698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/10/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4772443018130437908</id><published>2007-09-27T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:44:46.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><title type='text'>Bible</title><content type='html'>The most interesting paragraph I've read in a while:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;God himself has an equally murky personal history. At the start of the Bible, God is often viewed as just one of many gods. Only later in the book does he become the sole deity. More confusingly, he doesn’t even seem to be the same god throughout the book. Mostly, God is called YHWH, but sometimes, especially in the earlier books, he’s known as El. According to Kugel, these are probably two different deities fused into one: El may have been a god in the Canaanite pantheon, while YHWH may have been a Midianite god imported, via nomads, to the early Israelites, who made him their only god.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to read &lt;a href = "http://www.nytimes.com/2007/09/16/books/review/Plotz-t.html?_r=2&amp;oref=slogin&amp;oref=slogin"&gt;the book&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4772443018130437908?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4772443018130437908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4772443018130437908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4772443018130437908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4772443018130437908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/09/bible.html' title='Bible'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4612126847874607852</id><published>2007-08-30T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T15:53:59.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocab'/><title type='text'>I'm a bit worried.</title><content type='html'>I am taking the GRE on Saturday.  I would like to score all 800s (6's for the writing), but unfortunately that seems quite unlikely, given that my math skills and vocabulary have deteriorated since high school, and I don't think I've written a timed essay since I was 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, it's at 8am.  what the hell was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, feel free to ignore this post.  I'm just going to type out the definitions of some words I don't know, because hopefully this will cement them in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;abrogate&lt;/b&gt; (v.t.):&lt;br /&gt;1.  To annul or abolish by an authoritative act.&lt;br /&gt;2.  to put an end to; to do away with&lt;br /&gt;derivation: from Latin abrogare (ab = away from, rogare = to ask; also, to propose a law).  so abrogare = to completely repeal a law&lt;br /&gt;sentence: The Massachusetts blue laws on Sunday alcohol sales have recently been abrogated.&lt;br /&gt;abrogation doctrine: con law doctrine describing when the federal government can waive states' sovereign immunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;amortize&lt;/b&gt; (v.t.):&lt;br /&gt;1.  to liquidate (a debt) by installment payments.&lt;br /&gt;2.  to write off an expenditure for (office equipment, for example) by prorating over a certain period.&lt;br /&gt;derivation: Middle English, but eventually Latin: (ad + mors, mort-) so towards death.  to deaden.&lt;br /&gt;sentence: He amortized his mortgage over a period of 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;artful&lt;/b&gt; (adj):&lt;br /&gt;1.  not straightforward or candid; disingenuous&lt;br /&gt;2.  marked by skill at achieving a desired end, especially with cunning or craft.  (ant = artless)&lt;br /&gt;sentence: The artful dodger was good at both lying and picking pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bilk&lt;/b&gt;(v.t):&lt;br /&gt;1. a. To defraud, cheat or swindle.&lt;br /&gt;b. To evade payment of&lt;br /&gt;2.  To thwart or frustrate&lt;br /&gt;3.  To elude&lt;br /&gt;sentences: He made millions bilking wealthy clients on art sales.  OR He bilked his debts.  OR &lt;i&gt;“Fate . . . may be to a certain extent bilked”&lt;/i&gt; (Thomas Carlyle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cynosure&lt;/b&gt; (n):&lt;br /&gt;1.  anything to which attention is strongly turned; a center of attraction&lt;br /&gt;2.  That which serves to guide or direct.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Ursa Minor (the constillation)&lt;br /&gt;derivation: comes from Greek word kunosoura, meaning "dog's tail,"&lt;br /&gt;which was apparently the ancient Greek name for Ursa Minor.&lt;br /&gt;sentence: Betty, ever the life of the party, was the cynosure of our social circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;desultory&lt;/b&gt; (adj):&lt;br /&gt;1.  jumping or passing from one thing to another without order or rational connection; disconnected.  aimless.&lt;br /&gt;2.  by the way; as a digression; not connected with the subject.&lt;br /&gt;3.  coming disconnectedly or occuring haphazardly; random.&lt;br /&gt;4.  disappointing in performance or progress.&lt;br /&gt;derivation: Latin desultor = a leaper (de = down from, salire = to leap)&lt;br /&gt;sentence: Their correspondence consisted of the odd, desultory postcard.  OR Their desultory conversation touched on many random topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;encomium&lt;/b&gt; (n):&lt;br /&gt;1.  warm, glowing praise.&lt;br /&gt;2.  a formal expression of praise; a tribute.  a panegyric.&lt;br /&gt;derivation: Greek from enkomion = a formal speech/poem of praise (for a victorious athlete, for example).  (en = in, komos = celebration)&lt;br /&gt;sentence: The encomiums about "The Sopranos" likened it to Dickens and Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;inimical&lt;/b&gt; (adj):&lt;br /&gt;1.  having the disposition or temper of an enemy; unfriendly; unfavorable.&lt;br /&gt;2.  opposed in tendency, influence, or effects; antagonistic; adverse.&lt;br /&gt;derivation: Latin inimicus = unfriendly, hostile (in = not, amicus = friendly)&lt;br /&gt;sentence: Venus is even more inimical to human existence than Mars.&lt;br /&gt;(NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH INIMITABLE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;invidious&lt;/b&gt; (adj):&lt;br /&gt;1.  tending to provoke envy, resentment, or ill will.&lt;br /&gt;2.  containing or implying a slight&lt;br /&gt;3.  envious&lt;br /&gt;derivation: Latin.  invidiosus = envious, hateful --&gt; invidere = envy --&gt; invidere = to look upon with the evil eye (in = upon, videre = to look at)&lt;br /&gt;sentence: The lover's obsessiveness may also take the form of invidious comparisons between himself, or herself, and the rival.&lt;br /&gt;-- Ethel S. Person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;minatory&lt;/b&gt; (adj):&lt;br /&gt;1. threatening, menacing&lt;br /&gt;derivation: Latin minatorious --&gt; minari = to threaten.  (related to menace)&lt;br /&gt;sentence: The guard gave him a minatory look and he decided not to cause any trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sinecure&lt;/b&gt; (n):&lt;br /&gt;1. an office or responsibility that involves little work or responsibility&lt;br /&gt;derivation: Medieval Latin sine = without cura = care  (originally described a church office without the care of souls.  i.e. an empty title.)&lt;br /&gt;sentence: The position of VP on house council is a sinecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;traduce&lt;/b&gt; (v.t.):&lt;br /&gt;1. to cause humiliation or disgrace by making malicious and false statements; to malign.&lt;br /&gt;derivation: Latin traducere = to lead as a spectacle; to dishonor (trans + ducere = to lead)&lt;br /&gt;sentence: You traduced my good name around the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4612126847874607852?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4612126847874607852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4612126847874607852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4612126847874607852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4612126847874607852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-bit-worried.html' title='I&apos;m a bit worried.'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-6876155049225048942</id><published>2007-08-28T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T14:11:03.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news cycle'/><title type='text'>Alberto Gonzales</title><content type='html'>When I found out Alberto Gonzales was resigning yesterday, my first thought was, "why resign on a Monday?"  As all good fans of The West Wing know, when you want to bury stories in the news cycle, you announce them on Friday.  Reporters are more likely to go to home early on Fridays so things might not make it into Saturday's paper, the Sunday paper is planned way in advance, and the Sunday shows are booked way in advance, so not much will get said until Monday, at which point the news is stale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, strategically, when you must announce things that make you look bad, you should try to slip them in to Friday afternoon news conferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes the president look bad that Gonzales resigned.  He probably knew he was going to resign by Friday.  In fact, don't you think he probably knew he was going to resign weeks ago, when the US attorney scandal first broke?  So why wait until Monday, when he would dominate coverage for much of the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see two possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Bush thinks it doesn't make him look &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad.  After all, everything he does is basically a major fuck-up.  Maybe it actually makes him look good to clean out the cabinet of his cronies.  like he's actually taking responsibility for his actions.  to me, this is the less likely possibility.  the more likely possibility is,&lt;br /&gt;2.  Bush was trying to bury something &lt;i&gt;else&lt;/i&gt; in the news cycle.  something that got announced on Friday, but was overshadowed by Gonzales's announcement on Monday.  The only thing was, I couldn't think of what it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I read Bob Herbert's &lt;a href="http://select.nytimes.com/2007/08/28/opinion/28herbert.html?hp"&gt;column&lt;/a&gt; in the NYT($) today, and I have a nomination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, Congress has been trying to expand funding for SCHIP (State Childrens Health Insurance Program). This is a program that gives health insurance to poor kids who wouldn't be covered otherwise. Pretty much everyone, democrat and republican, supports it because how can you explain being against sick, defenseless children to your constituents. Bush is basically the only person speaking out against it, and indeed, he's threatened to veto any congressional expansion of the program. But even for Mr Unpopularity, that would look pretty sucky, so what does he do instead?  He waits until a Friday night when Congress is out of session to unilaterally impose draconian new restrictions on how states can administer the funds.  No need to actually sign a veto, and just for extra protection, he announces the resignation of an unpopular figure the following Monday so no one will pay too much attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this quote from the Op-Ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“We had zero forewarning,” said New Jersey’s Jon Corzine. “It was sprung at 7:30 on a Friday night in the middle of August, the time when it would draw the least fire.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this one from yesterday's NYT &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/08/26/opinion/26sun1.html?_r=1&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;editorial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Late on a recent Friday while Congress was in recess, &lt;b&gt;a time fit for hiding dark deeds&lt;/b&gt;, the administration sent a letter to state health officials spelling out new hurdles they would have to clear before they could insure children from middle-income families unable to find affordable health coverage.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emphasis mine, but it looks like the NYT pretty much agrees with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-6876155049225048942?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/6876155049225048942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=6876155049225048942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6876155049225048942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6876155049225048942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/08/alberto-gonzales.html' title='Alberto Gonzales'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3300163722116562398</id><published>2007-08-21T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:52:38.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laura Sessions Stepp</title><content type='html'>Oh, &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/08/17/AR2007081702267.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; pissed me off this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, considering the author, is not exactly surprising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's summarize the article below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Women Talk Too Much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Laura Sessions Stepp&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conventional wisdom says that girls talk more than boys.  I believe conventional wisdom is usually right.  After all, just think of any high school cafeteria anywhere.  You'll always hear the girls complaining about their latest school, diet, or boy troubles.  In fact, you could even say, "While males tend to think their way through problems, females tend to talk their way through."*  If you don't believe me, ask the 2 college students I interviewed for this article.  (You might remember them as the 2 college students I interviewed for my groundbreaking piece of investigative journalism, &lt;u&gt;Unhooked&lt;/u&gt;, a book describing the "hook-up culture" that I argue is pervading college campuses everywhere, and ruining our young girls' chances at ever finding meaningful relationships.  What hath feminism wrought?!)  They are experts on the conversational patterns of males v. females.  After all, one of them's female, and the other is male!  How much more expert can you get, people?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my modus operandi is to repackage conventional wisdom with shiny new labels saying, "IT'S SCIENCE," I will now proceed to do.  William Doherty agrees with me, and he's a professor.  Ignore the fact that he hasn't done any peer reviewed research on this hypothesis, because he has a PhD.  Or consider this: Alice Rubenstein is a clinical psychologist and she agrees with me too.  She wrote a book for popular audiences called, "The Inside Story on Teen Girls."  That's &lt;i&gt;kind of&lt;/i&gt; like doing real research, isn't it?  And if that isn't enough for you, consider that Louann Brizendine agrees with me.  She's a neuropsychologist, and she wrote a popular book about gender brain differences.  Never mind that she's been &lt;a href="http://itre.cis.upenn.edu/%7Emyl/languagelog/archives/004691.html"&gt;repeatedly discredited&lt;/a&gt; or that she's since &lt;a href="http://itre.cis.upenn.edu/%7Emyl/languagelog/archives/004708.html"&gt;rescinded&lt;/a&gt; her widely quoted assertion that women talk more.  No, she said it once, and she used big scientific sounding words, so it must be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I am full of bullshit.  The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*actual quote.  boys think.  girls talk.  presumably mindlessly.  boys are smart and girls are dumb.  the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3300163722116562398?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3300163722116562398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3300163722116562398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3300163722116562398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3300163722116562398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/08/laura-sessions-stepp.html' title='Laura Sessions Stepp'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1654977173574907439</id><published>2007-08-18T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T14:58:39.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lion'/><title type='text'>so cute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src = "http://media.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/photo/homepage/hp8-17-07fff.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the &lt;a href = "http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/08/17/AR2007081700791.html?artslot"&gt;WaPo&lt;/a&gt; (where else?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1654977173574907439?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1654977173574907439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1654977173574907439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1654977173574907439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1654977173574907439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-cute.html' title='so cute.'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-2057281342716776671</id><published>2007-08-06T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:21:21.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><title type='text'>Jena, LA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href = "http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/08/03/AR2007080302098.html"&gt;This story&lt;/a&gt; is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary and quotes from the &lt;a href = "http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=12353776"&gt;NPR Story&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;At Jena High School in Jena, La., the white kids ate their lunch under a big shade tree in the courtyard, and the black kids ate by the auditorium.  Last year, during a school assembly in September, a black freshman asked if he was allowed to sit under the tree.  The principal said he could sit anywhere he liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Three white boys on the rodeo team apparently disagreed. The next morning, there were three nooses hanging from the shade tree in the courtyard.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys weren't expelled or arrested, and the nooses were judged a prank.  They were given in-school suspension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The school called an assembly and summoned the police and the district attorney. Black students sat on one side, whites on the other. District Attorney Reed Walters warned the students he could be their friend or their worst enemy. He lifted his fountain pen and said, "With one stroke of my pen, I can make your life disappear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening, black students told their parents that the DA was looking right at them. Walters denies that.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nov. 30, Jena High school was burned down.  Each race thought the other was responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night, Robert Bailey, a 16 year old black student at the school, tried to attend a mostly white party.  He was beaten up, and a guy at the party broke a beer bottle over his head.  The incident wasn't investigated until months later, when the white boy who attacked him was charged with battery and given probation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, a kid from the party threatened Rober Bailey with a gun.  Bailey and his friends managed to wrestle the gun away, and he took the gun home with him.  For that, he was charged with theft of a firearm, 2nd degree robbery, and disturbing the peace.  The guy who pulled the gun on him wasn't charged at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following Monday, a white kid named Justin Barker was bragging in the halls about beating up Bailey at the party that weekend.  When he walked into the courtyard, six black students attacked him, and he was sent to the hospital.  The injuries were superficial, and he was released later that evening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The six kids were charged with aggravated assault, but the district attorney increased the charges to attempted second-degree murder.  One student has already had a trial, in which his court-appointed lawyer did not mount any defense, and an all-white jury found him guilty.  This school football star had a chance at a scholarship to a Division I school, but instead, he's now facing up to 22 years in prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to review:&lt;br /&gt;White kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put hangman's nooses in a tree to show black students they weren't welcome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ganged up on a black student and beat him up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;pulled a &lt;i&gt;gun&lt;/i&gt; on the same student&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet somehow, it's the 6 &lt;i&gt;black&lt;/i&gt; kids facing jail time and being accused of attempted murder?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is this happening in 2007?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-2057281342716776671?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/2057281342716776671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=2057281342716776671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2057281342716776671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2057281342716776671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/08/jena-la.html' title='Jena, LA'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3827418791271542540</id><published>2007-08-06T07:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T07:21:00.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bats'/><title type='text'>awww</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/photo/homepage/hp8-5-07c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/photo/homepage/hp8-5-07c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't bats cute?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3827418791271542540?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3827418791271542540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3827418791271542540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3827418791271542540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3827418791271542540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/08/awww.html' title='awww'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-7108627852017640000</id><published>2007-08-03T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T16:04:23.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>education</title><content type='html'>so I've been reading this washington post forum about AP and IB education, and there's this one lady on the forum who's convinced that IB is this big socialist conspiracy to turn America's children into young pioneers.  Also, everything that's wrong with US education today is the fault of the Liberals.  (and Californians, but really Californian is a synonym for liberal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her evidence for IB is that it's based in Geneva (those scary Swiss people are corrupting our minds?), it has an association with the UN (I guess some right wingers think it's a clever socialist enterprise to destroy America), and in her son's IB US History class, they had to read Howard Zinn.  I really want to respond to her, but jesus christ, do I have to sit there and find sources to prove that the UN is not a socialist conspiracy?  I'm lazy.  Also, I'd want to be nice and polite about it because I can't post anonymously, but that removes like 98% of the fun, so I probably won't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, I was still thinking, "maybe I can prove to her that reading Zinn, as long as you read other history books too, is fine.  After all, kids should be taught to evaluate their sources critically, and besides, he approaches history in a way not traditionally found in High School textbooks.  For one thing, he remembers that women and minorities exist."  So I started googling IB US History reading lists, and a couple things happened.  First of all, I started feeling this weird nostalgia for my old history books &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/More-Perfect-Union-Documents-History/dp/0618436839/ref=sr_1_10/102-7397107-3901732?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;qid=1186181256&amp;sr=8-10"&gt;Boller&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Enduring-Vision-History-American-Concise/dp/0395858267/ref=sr_1_2/102-7397107-3901732?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1186181362&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Boyer&lt;/a&gt;.  Let's consider for a moment that I barely even read the Boyer.  what?  It was boring.  I liked primary sources.  But still, it was funny to see their names on a bunch of reading lists again.  Second of all, I started getting really grateful that I was done with high school.  The syllabi had cutesy idiotic word puzzles to teach you the name of random European rivers, dumb map quizzes, and waay too much rote memorization for my taste.  My high school wasn't that bad, but I wonder, with the kids all reading just a boring textbook and doing lots of mindless busywork, how does anyone in those classes graduate from high school liking history at all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-7108627852017640000?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/7108627852017640000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=7108627852017640000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7108627852017640000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7108627852017640000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/08/education.html' title='education'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-6225482029420329359</id><published>2007-07-21T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T09:39:48.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>verbs</title><content type='html'>from the TV column in the Washington Post.  (at the CW press tour about "Aliens in America," a new TV show about a Pakistani exchange student in the Midwest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are dealing with people . . . from a part of the world that aren't always very tolerant, you know -- the Danish cartoon thing and everything. Do you have a technical adviser to keep you from getting Salman Rushdied?" another critic said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll pause here so you can reread that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/07/20/AR2007072002396.html"&gt;link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo for new verbs.  It reminds me of this &lt;a href="http://itre.cis.upenn.edu/%7Emyl/languagelog/archives/004727.html#more"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-6225482029420329359?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/6225482029420329359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=6225482029420329359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6225482029420329359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6225482029420329359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/07/verbs.html' title='verbs'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8004931587675492054</id><published>2007-07-19T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:52:54.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='congress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polling'/><title type='text'>congress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href = "http://www.pollster.com/blogs/congressional_vs_presidential.php"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; is really interesting.  It's about how comparisons of Bush's approval rating and Congress's approval rating are misleading.  It makes a lot of intuitive sense when you think about it, but I hadn't really thought about it.  The basic idea is that yeah, Congress's numbers are low, but they're *always* low.  In fact, apparently in the last 27 years, their approval rating has only gotten above 50% twice.  This makes sense because you might like what what your personal representatives are doing doing, but that doesn't mean you'll like what the other 500-odd people you didn't vote for are doing.  On the other hand, presidential approval ratings are usually above 50%.  This also makes sense because everyone votes for the president and the winner will usually have at least 50% of the vote.  Presumably, unless s/he really fucks up, the president is going to keep a lot of that support, and might even pick some up from the other side.  So even though Congress and the President are both polling in the 30's, it's much worse for Bush.  It's a lot harder to make 65% of the population hate 1 person than it is to make them hate a legislative body of hundreds who are constantly bickering with each other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other interesting thing I hadn't thought about was that even Congresspeople run against congress.  Everyone wants to be against the "washington establishment," so of course you'll hear the president calling congress "do-nothing" or corrupt, but you're also going to hear congresspeople calling each other "do-nothing" or corrupt.  Of course Congress polls low--it's giving itself bad PR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8004931587675492054?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8004931587675492054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8004931587675492054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8004931587675492054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8004931587675492054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/07/congress.html' title='congress'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1093177417758965198</id><published>2007-07-03T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T11:49:27.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college admissions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender'/><title type='text'>newest jay mathews column</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href = "http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/07/03/AR2007070301037.html?hpid=news-col-blogs"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an okay column.  A bit contradictory in some places, maybe.  (colleges should let the kids know that admissions is a crapshoot, but shouldn't mention that in the rejection letter?)  anyway, it's mostly notable because I'm (pseudonymously) quoted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he got my gender wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, though.  Still very exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the &lt;a href = "http://bookblog.net/gender/genie.php"&gt;Gender Genie&lt;/a&gt; is kind of fun.  I found it or something like it a couple years ago and pasted in a bunch of my academic papers.  yeah, it thought I was male too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't read a lot about the algorithm, but it does seem like the differences could be due to the disparate topic choice rather than style differences when writing about the same topic.  For example, using the pronoun "I" apparently makes you sound female.  But I would almost never use "I" in a formal academic paper.  It would be kind of neat to try the experiment again, but with a group of papers all on the same topic, maybe a class essay assigned a few years in a row to a large group of college students?  If you could discern two distinct styles, it would be interesting to see which style got the higher grades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1093177417758965198?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1093177417758965198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1093177417758965198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1093177417758965198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1093177417758965198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/07/newest-jay-mathews-column.html' title='newest jay mathews column'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-5717765853753230768</id><published>2007-06-22T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T15:01:48.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 nytimes articles</title><content type='html'>"Women who grow up in fatherless homes menstruate at an earlier age than those who don’t, and surely perceive their love affairs differently as well." -David Brooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what we used to do in debate when we wanted to get to a certain conclusion from a premise, but the logic wasn't quite there?  We'd say, "but surely, y follows from x.  it's so obviously true that it's not even worth explaining."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href = "http://select.nytimes.com/2007/06/22/opinion/22brooks.html?hp"&gt;brooks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am a little bit in love with &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/06/21/garden/21freegan.html?pagewanted=1&amp;ei=5087%0A&amp;amp;amp;em&amp;en=376e317a13ef54df&amp;amp;ex=1182571200"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;.  I mean "freegans."  &lt;i&gt;really?&lt;/i&gt;  it sounds like an april fool's joke, but in june.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-5717765853753230768?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/5717765853753230768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=5717765853753230768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5717765853753230768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5717765853753230768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/06/2-nytimes-articles.html' title='2 nytimes articles'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4581647575936534919</id><published>2007-06-20T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T12:15:42.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marvin'/><title type='text'>drugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/06/19/health/psychology/19beha.html?ei=5087%0A&amp;em=&amp;amp;en=0bd144c43332a141&amp;ex=1182484800&amp;amp;adxnnl=1&amp;amp;adxnnlx=1182365894-1s8LpTBEsMGc4L7CSD2sHQ"&gt;pretty cool.&lt;/a&gt;  I sort of think he's being too optimistic about the whole thing (maybe it's my inner depressive speaking) but this is just the kind of direction that mental health treatment should be headed.  you know how looking back now it seems absolutely ridiculous that doctors used things like leeches to treat people?  I think/hope that 50 years from now, today's mental health treatments will look just as ridiculous.  I also think that cancer treatments (especially chemo) will look absolutely barbaric. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what would be cool?  if you could program mentally ill robots.  I bet that would somehow be useful for artificial intelligence research.  Of course Douglas Adams &lt;a href = "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marvin_the_Paranoid_Android"&gt;was thinking of that&lt;/a&gt; many years ago.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough mind wandering.  back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4581647575936534919?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4581647575936534919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4581647575936534919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4581647575936534919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4581647575936534919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/06/drugs.html' title='drugs'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-5030860028104052656</id><published>2007-06-14T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T14:47:00.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='museums'/><title type='text'>gogs and museums</title><content type='html'>from the going out gurus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Washington, D.C.: &lt;/b&gt; Not sure you can answer this. Where do the philosophers, writers, artists and dreamers hang out? I want really good conversation. Am I in the wrong city?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jen: &lt;/b&gt;My understanding is they all gather at the Rainbow Connection. At least, that's where you'll find the lovers, the dreamers and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, my least favorite oft-repeated line in these chats has to be, "we've already done the museum thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.  you haven't.  I promise.  let us count the free museums on the mall:&lt;br /&gt;natural history&lt;br /&gt;air &amp; space&lt;br /&gt;african art&lt;br /&gt;native american history&lt;br /&gt;hirshhorn&lt;br /&gt;national gallery&lt;br /&gt;freer &amp;amp; sackler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not even including american history because they are under renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say that the extremely unlikely is true, and you have actually been to every single one of these museums.  Let's further posit that you are incapable of travelling beyond the mall or paying even a nominal admission fee and must therefore miss out on say, the national portrait gallery, the corcoran, or even the spy museum.  can you now safely say you've "done the museum thing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because here's the great thing about museums: they have exhibitions.  and the great thing about exhibitions?  they change.  museums continually invest their (too limited) resources into putting up new and exciting shows for your viewing pleasure.  it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone says, "I've already done the museum thing," it means they've been to a museum or two once, and that's it.  They got their dose of "culture" so now they can move onto something fun.  Like eating your spinach, you hold your nose and do it because it's "good for you" and besides, once you're done, you get to have dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so frustrating is that museums, especially the free ones on the mall, are designed to counteract exactly that attitude.  why do you think they put in all the films, computer kiosks, and hi-tech audio tour equipment?  why do you think they had wall texts and actual artifacts in the first place, instead of just saving time and publishing some informative books?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's annoying.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/discussion/2007/06/07/DI2007060701893.html?hpid=cityguide"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-5030860028104052656?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/5030860028104052656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=5030860028104052656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5030860028104052656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5030860028104052656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/06/gogs-and-museums.html' title='gogs and museums'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4710340644083032129</id><published>2007-06-13T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T12:44:01.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potpourri'/><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>I haven't had anything interesting to say lately, but that hasn't stopped me from wanting to say stuff, so now, in the hopes that a few dull posts somehow miraculously add up to one interesting one, I present 5 posts I started and never finished because they were sort of boring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/mind/index_surveys.shtml"&gt;This Site&lt;/a&gt; is why I haven't gotten any work done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, I now have exactly 666 unread messages in my Gmail inbox.  spooky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6/11/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.janegalt.net/archives/009841.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a meme that's been travelling around livejournal and xanga sites for years makes it to a serious economics blogger.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6/6/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6/4/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.ibsys.com/dc-structure/images/sponsors/its_academic/mac_its_academic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Mac McGarry, host of the longest running &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/It%27s_Academic"&gt;TV quiz show&lt;/a&gt; in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch this show somewhat religiously.  In fairness, I was on it my senior year of high school, but still, you'd think I would have moved on by now.  You'd be wrong.  Sometimes I think I've gotten stupider since high school, as I cannot beat any but the worst schools when playing at home.  I comfort myself by remembering that I was by far the weakest team member when I &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; in high school, so probably with my two genius teammates, we could still kick ass.  (Great comfort, right?  "It's not that I've gotten stupider since high school, I was just as stupid then, too!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my minor obsessiveness rubbed off from my coach.  He's videotaped every game since the mid '70s, and has a filing cabinet filled with questions typed on index cards.  So really, the fact that I just try to catch it most Saturdays at 10am is pretty sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5/25/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so dissatisfied with all of blogger's layouts.  I kind of want to spend the rest of the afternoon tweaking, but considering that I'm at work and even if I were going to slack off, pretty much the only tools at my disposal are notepad and paint, I'll refrain.  mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the time being, no more minima or minima stretch.  text is black on (almost) white, the color scheme is okay, and the font is readable.  rounders is okay.  but it looks so out of the box and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my continuing quest to cite the NYTimes at least 5 billion times a day, here is today's funny book review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/24/books/24masl.html"&gt;An Assault on Hawaii.  On Grammar Too.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4710340644083032129?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4710340644083032129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4710340644083032129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4710340644083032129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4710340644083032129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/06/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-2230216834338694383</id><published>2007-06-08T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T08:03:37.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grey&apos;s anatomy'/><title type='text'>Burke is leaving Grey's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href = "http://community.tvguide.com/blog-entry/TVGuide-Editors-Blog/Ausiello-Report/Exclusive-Greys-Fires/800016659"&gt;fuck.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for a second there I was really upset, because how upset is Christina going to be when Burke just does not return at all ever?  She really loves him.  She'll be devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm thinking it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because first of all, Isaiah Washington sounds like a homophobic asshole, so I don't feel very sorry for him.  But more importantly, I think Christina needed this.  With the possible exception of Bailey, she is the most awesome character on the show and the one I root for the most.  Her relationship with Burke has been souring for a really long time.  Things were fucked up right when Burke got shot and Christina couldn't make a decision for him, maybe even before then (I don't remember).  Their relationship kept coming back from the brink of collapse to be closer but unhealthier than ever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to go into all the ways Christina did penance, but the show has been pounding into our heads that Christina is giving up own identity.  I got the message when asshole Stanford prof overheard her faking ignorance about some surgery to prop up Burke's ego.  He literally said something like "You're not the Christina Yang I knew."  If you didn't get the point then, in the season finale, Mama Burke made her wear a freaking choke collar (okay, it was a necklace, but the symbolism was there) to show that she belonged to (was owned by?) the Burke family.  The eyebrows thing was just icing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I think if Burke came back, the cycle of almost collapse --&gt; increased dysfunction would just get worse.  That would be terrible.  Now she'll be devastated, but at least she'll have a chance of becoming strong and independent again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-2230216834338694383?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/2230216834338694383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=2230216834338694383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2230216834338694383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2230216834338694383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/06/burke-is-leaving-greys.html' title='Burke is leaving Grey&apos;s'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-7001074127203772053</id><published>2007-06-05T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:02:43.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><title type='text'>I love Gene Weintgarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Gene Weingarten:&lt;/b&gt; This reminds me of a Style Invitational entry that never got published. We had printed sounds and people had to say what the sounds meant. The sound was "Fizz Fizz, plop plop," and the entry said: What is the sound of two babies discovering Drano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/discussion/2007/05/29/DI2007052901792.html"&gt;link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-7001074127203772053?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/7001074127203772053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=7001074127203772053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7001074127203772053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7001074127203772053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-gene-weintgarten.html' title='I love Gene Weintgarten'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1978636215811128777</id><published>2007-05-31T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T09:23:39.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evolution'/><title type='text'>evolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/31/opinion/31brownback.html?em&amp;ex=1180756800&amp;amp;amp;en=a7a6ba69c3b59dae&amp;amp;ei=5087%0A"&gt;Sam Brownback on Evolution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary:&lt;br /&gt;"When I said I didn't believe in evolution, what I really meant is that I am a man of faith.  Did I mention that people are God's chosen creation?  Also, microevolution exists, but the other kind is kind of sketchy because I believe in God.  and straw men.  Did I mention how much I love God?  Blah blah blah faith, reason, I have an eloquent ghost writer.  God is good.  A lot of evolutionary scientists are actually atheists, and God forbid I trust anything an atheist says!  Did I mention how much I love God?  And reason?  (as long as it doesn't conflict with God?)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1978636215811128777?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1978636215811128777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1978636215811128777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1978636215811128777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1978636215811128777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/evolution.html' title='evolution'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1012439176071805004</id><published>2007-05-29T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:48:03.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generation Y'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style section'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>I love the Style section</title><content type='html'>The main reason I love the Washington Post Style section is: 3 pages of comics, 2 crosswords, and a sudoku.  I can be occupied all morning without ever finding out what's going on in the world.  And that's before you even count doonesbury on p.2, the reliable source, ask amy, and carolyn hax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you take out all the games, gossip, comics, and syndicated columns, there's not actually much left to the Style section, which is sort of sad because I like fluffy stories, but the fluff that remains does not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, for example, there was a &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/05/28/AR2007052801516.html"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt; of a recent Fortune magazine article calling Generation Y lazy, entitled, and spoiled.  You know, what the &lt;a href="http://finance.yahoo.com/career-work/article/103036/The-Most-Praised-Generation-Goes-to-Work"&gt;Wall Street Journal&lt;/a&gt; said a few weeks ago.  I'm glad someone finally called bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Generation Y is the media term for people born between 1977 and 1995. Of course, it's a complete fiction: All Americans between the ages of 12 and 30 are no more alike than all Jews or all Asian Americans or, for that matter, all Latvian lesbian taxidermists. But birds gotta fly, fish gotta swim, magazines gotta run generalizations about generations. God knows the baby boomers have been hyping themselves for decades.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a Latvian lesbian taxidermist when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today, apparently by the same author, was &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/05/28/AR2007052801400.html"&gt;this  profile&lt;/a&gt; of the author of &lt;i&gt;The Joy of Drinking&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2007/05/28/PH2007052801541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Smiling, she offers her visitor a choice: "You want to go outside and get pneumonia or stay in here and get lung cancer?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"There's a local restaurant where, when I show up, they get me a glass of merlot," she says, "and everybody keeps telling me that nobody is drinking merlot any more; everybody is drinking pinot noir. Well, frankly, darling, I'm not sure I could tell the difference."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to read that book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1012439176071805004?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1012439176071805004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1012439176071805004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1012439176071805004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1012439176071805004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-style-section.html' title='I love the Style section'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-7905881002863853968</id><published>2007-05-23T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T15:49:24.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parthenogenesis'/><title type='text'>parthenogenesis</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src = "http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/05/23/us/23shark_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should read &lt;a href = "http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/23/science/23shark.html?em&amp;ex=1180065600&amp;en=6c74f94452fba736&amp;ei=5087%0A"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;1. it's pretty gay.&lt;br /&gt;2. the shark is cute, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;3. parthenogenesis is a cool word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-7905881002863853968?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/7905881002863853968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=7905881002863853968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7905881002863853968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7905881002863853968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/parthenogenesis.html' title='parthenogenesis'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-5090494799635515623</id><published>2007-05-22T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T14:37:23.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immigration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><title type='text'>immigration</title><content type='html'>okay, a short post on the same day as a super long one.  (sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many who speak out against illegal immigration say that the increased worker supply depresses wages and puts "real americans" out of work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the short term, they are probably right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of those same people are scared to death of factories in China or call centers in India because they depress wages and put "real americans" out of work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could talk about comparative advantage, but at a very low skill level, they're right again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's where people have a disconnect.  Companies will do anything to save money.  They can cut labor costs by continuing to operate in the US and hiring (possibly illegal) immigrants, or they can cut labor costs by moving overseas.  Those are the options.  You can't force companies to spend more money than they want to spend.  Well, I suppose you could pass some law requiring them to both stay in the US and spend more.  But you know what they could do then?  Go out of business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you only have two choices: let companies hire immigrants, or let companies outsource.  Which is worse?  Even if you are totally xenophobic and short sighted (maybe even because you are), isn't outsourcing worse?  At least immigrants wages, even under the table, untaxed, and way below minimum wage (descriptions which are not always true), are turned around and spent in the US economy.  Immigrants still need to buy food and shelter and transportation.  Do you prefer it if those low cost foriegners are contributing to your own GDP or to India's? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am oversimplifying a lot of things.  I'm still right, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-5090494799635515623?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/5090494799635515623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=5090494799635515623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5090494799635515623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5090494799635515623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/immigration.html' title='immigration'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-2201087129953583788</id><published>2007-05-22T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:20:49.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><title type='text'>challenge index</title><content type='html'>Every year, Washington Post reporter Jay Matthews publishes a list of top high schools in Newsweek called the Challenge Index.  He calculates the number of AP/IB/Cambridge tests taken divided by the number of seniors in a school and ranks everyone by that number.  Every year people claim that his rating system is too narrow, or too damaging, or even misleading, and every year he writes a column to defend himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/05/20/AR2007052001102.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is this year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His main point is that a school is good if it challenges *all* of its students, not just its highest achievers, and that even if students take an AP class and do poorly on the exam, they have still benefitted from being exposed to college level work.  It makes a lot of sense.  However, I think he's  being too dismissive of his critics.  Here's a quote from this year's column:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Recently two education experts, Andrew Rotherham and Sara Mead of the Education Sector think tank in Washington, D.C., said it was wrong for Newsweek to label "best" schools with high dropout rates and low average test scores like many of the low-income schools on the list.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offhand, it looks like they hit on the two big ways that a school could game the ratings system.  I'm sure Matthews would argue that his index isn't influential enough for people to bother gaming it.  He's probably mostly right, but the issues they raise are still worth considering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there's the issue of low average test scores.  He's absolutely correct in pointing out that standardized test scores overwhelmingly correlate with parental income levels (and have a small additional correlation with race, I'd add), so that if you don't believe that richer (or whiter) kids are simply smarter, you're seeing the lifetime effects of a second class education reflected in those scores.  In other words, schools are doing the best they can to play catch up, and we should reward them for trying.&lt;br /&gt;I agree.&lt;br /&gt;However, the reason Matthews counts AP, IB, and Cambridge tests, but not community college or honors classes, is that the first 3 have universal, independently evaluated standards while the last 2 do not.  A big program in high schools is "course title inflation," where "senior calculus" is really nothing more than first year algebra, or honors english never has you writing a paper longer than two pages.  AP, IB, and Cambridge are less prone to title inflation because there's an exam at the end, so if the whole class fails the exam, you know something fishy is going on.&lt;br /&gt;Except when you don't.  because the kids are poor. &lt;br /&gt;See the problem? I don't think you'd find a school deliberately enrolling kids in a faux AP European History class so that they sit through a 3 hour long exam, score their 1's, and improve the school's challenge index rating.  I do think you can find schools willing to offer comprehensive, challenging AP Euro classes, until the teachers realizes how underprepared their students are and start assigning 2 page essays and diorama projects instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, there's the issue of dropout rates.  This is really simple: If your formula is (# of tests)/(# of seniors) you can make yourself look good by raising the numerator OR by lowering the denominator.  I don't know if this actually happens outside of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0100436/"&gt;Pump Up The Volume&lt;/a&gt;, but concievably a school could push its problem students out, if not by expelling them, then by making school a place where they really don't want to be.  Even if nothing sinister is going on, a school with a high dropout rate is certainly not helping all its students succeed.  It's giving up on a lot of them.  I think the formula should be reworked to take this into account.  Assuming incoming class size stayed static from year to year, you could calculate (# of tests)/(# of freshmen) so that you're measuring the AP participation rates based on a class's original size.  or maybe continue to calculate (# of tests)/(# of seniors), but then multiply the result by (1 - dropout rate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthews responds to criticism with a great movie analogy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The adjective "best" always reflects different values. Your best movie may have won the most awards; mine may have sold the most tickets. In this case, I want to recognize those schools with the teachers who add the most value, even in inner-city schools where no one has yet found a way to reduce dropouts or raise test scores significantly.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, but not sufficient.  You've just shown me that it's possible to have different, equally valid rating systems for the same product, but you've yet to prove that your system is one of the valid ones.  I'll take that movie analogy and respond with a (somewhat tortured) television one:&lt;br /&gt;What are the "best" TV shows? Are they the ones that win the most Emmys or the ones that have the most viewers? Maybe you think the latter is true, so you rank your shows by Neilsen ratings.  But take a closer look at Nielsen ratings.  People self-report what they watch and do not always mention when they change a channel or leave the room or mute the commercials.  You don't know the real quality of a viewer's watching experience.  Furthermore, Neilsen doesn't count shows recorded on DVRs unless they're watched within 24 hours, so you're not getting the true number viewers.  What Neilsen tries to measure is worth measuring, but that doesn't mean its doing a good job of capturing it. The same could be said of the challenge index.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-2201087129953583788?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/2201087129953583788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=2201087129953583788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2201087129953583788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2201087129953583788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/challenge-index.html' title='challenge index'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3264988335404009099</id><published>2007-05-16T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T11:12:32.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzales'/><title type='text'>gonzales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href = "http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=10204560"&gt;James Comey Testifies before House Judiciary Committee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of this story is how Alberto Gonzales is such a dirt bag that he actually manages to make &lt;i&gt;John Ashcroft&lt;/i&gt; look like a good guy.  Okay, I'm using a very broad definition of the word favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love how Arlen Specter tries to praise Bush for not letting Gonzales utterly disregard the Justice Department.  Because Bush has too much respect for the Justice Department.  Which is why he &lt;i&gt;promoted&lt;/i&gt; Gonzales to &lt;i&gt;head&lt;/i&gt; the department after Ashcroft resigned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other absolutely awesome things:&lt;br /&gt;As soon as paul McNulty resigns, Gonzales &lt;a href = "http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=10192757"&gt;tries&lt;/a&gt; to pin all the US Attorney firings on him.  Just like he did with Sampson when Sampson resigned.  Also, is it just me, or was McNulty not the first bush official to cite the rising costs of college tuition in his resignation letter?  I wonder if saying that is secret code for "I'm the sacrificial lamb" or something?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3264988335404009099?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3264988335404009099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3264988335404009099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3264988335404009099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3264988335404009099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/gonzales.html' title='gonzales'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-7079787964562955220</id><published>2007-05-15T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:34:00.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grammar'/><title type='text'>grammar lesson</title><content type='html'>caché != cachet != cache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people write cache because they don't know how to make an é, but usually caché is wrong too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cache&lt;/b&gt; is an English noun that means hiding place or storage place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;caché&lt;/b&gt; is the past participle of a french verb.  It means concealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cachet&lt;/b&gt; is an English noun meaning mark of distinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are all derived from the same root, but you are still wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-7079787964562955220?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/7079787964562955220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=7079787964562955220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7079787964562955220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7079787964562955220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/grammar-lesson.html' title='grammar lesson'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-6887173663860302345</id><published>2007-05-09T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T14:34:56.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just booked a flight to go to Smith graduation.  which means I paid about twice what I could've if I'd gotten my shit together 2 weeks ago.  still, I'm positively giddy.  I'm literally sitting at my desk laughing.  and getting strange looks.  so back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-6887173663860302345?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/6887173663860302345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=6887173663860302345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6887173663860302345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6887173663860302345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-just-booked-flight-to-go-to-smith.html' title=''/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-492676090197340399</id><published>2007-05-09T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T08:47:24.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quality freaks</title><content type='html'>This &lt;a href = "http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/06/books/review/Queenan.t.html?ref=books"&gt;essay&lt;/a&gt; is about books, not TV, but my fellow elimidate fans should still relate.  In particular, this paragraph needs to be on a t-shirt or something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us are familiar with people who make a fetish out of quality: They read only good books, they see only good movies, they listen only to good music, they discuss politics only with good people, and they’re not shy about letting you know it. They think this makes them smarter and better than everybody else, but it doesn’t. It makes them mean and overly judgmental and miserly, as if taking 15 minutes to flip through “The Da Vinci Code” is a crime so monstrous, an offense in such flagrant violation of the sacred laws of intellectual time-management, that they will be cast out into the darkness by the Keepers of the Cultural Flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love people who rant about "The da Vinci Code."  They take themselves so seriously it makes me smile.  It's this awesome attitude which essentially amounts to "how could you like that?!  Stupid people like that!" as if the stupidness is in imminent danger of rubbing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-492676090197340399?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/492676090197340399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=492676090197340399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/492676090197340399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/492676090197340399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/quality-freaks.html' title='quality freaks'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4703998028655120279</id><published>2007-05-03T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T16:07:18.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marilee Jones</title><content type='html'>She's my favorite news story of the week.  In case you haven't been paying attention, here's the relevant background info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilee Jones was the dean of admissions at MIT.  She's become quite the big name among circles of striving suburban parents because she speaks out against the high stakes/high pressure college admissions process.  MIT still rejects 9 out of every 10 applicants, but because of her influence, they've made tweaks like not weighing the SAT quite as heavily.  Anyway, it turns out that this spokesperson for easing the pressure on high school seniors to have increasingly impressive resumes lied on her resume.  big time.  She claimed to have 3 college degrees that she just didn't have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that story was great enough, because it looked like she didn't have a college degree at all (she wasn't providing evidence of one).  So here's this high powered Administrator at one of the most selective schools of the country, making or breaking the dreams of thousands of college applicants, and she doesn't even have a diploma.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;a href = "http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/03/education/03mit.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; says she &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; have a degree.   It's from some small Catholic school in Upstate NY.  This raises the question of why she even lied in the first place.  After all, the first job she applied to at MIT only required a Bachelor's, and it turns out, she had one.  The even better question, though, is why didn't she mention this degree when people asked her if she had any degrees at all?  Because you see, MIT found out about this one through an anonymous tip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only conclusion is that there must be some glamorous story behind it all, possibly involving the witness protection program, mob connections, and a savant-like ability to pick up and master new professions at will &amp;agrave; la &lt;a href = "http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0115320/"&gt;The Pretender&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4703998028655120279?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4703998028655120279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4703998028655120279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4703998028655120279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4703998028655120279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/marilee-jones.html' title='Marilee Jones'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-6550523099705461352</id><published>2007-05-01T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T15:08:44.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>duck phallus</title><content type='html'>most random &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/01/science/01duck.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read this paragraph:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When she first visited in January, the phalluses were the size of rice grains. Now many of them are growing rapidly. The champion phallus from this Meller’s duck is a long, spiraling tentacle. Some ducks grow phalluses as long as their entire body. In the fall, the genitalia will disappear, only to reappear next spring.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, the picture is sort of adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/05/01/science/01duck.xlarge1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caption: &lt;i&gt;Patricia Brennan, a behavioral ecologist, examining the phallus of a Pekin duck.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the record, the image is named 01duck.xlarge1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-6550523099705461352?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/6550523099705461352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=6550523099705461352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6550523099705461352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6550523099705461352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/05/duck-phallus.html' title='duck phallus'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4210238774142281889</id><published>2007-04-26T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:00:12.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meta'/><title type='text'>meta</title><content type='html'>I was going to post about much more serious things, but given the title of this blog, I couldn't resist sharing this &lt;a href = "http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;hl=en&amp;z=2&amp;om=1&amp;msid=103763259662194171141.000001119b4bc596127f8&amp;msa=0"&gt;map&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems like as good a time as any to describe the thought process behind the naming of my blog, so I'll do that too.  The url is strongai.blogspot.com, as in Strong A.I.  Look it up on wikipedia if you want to, but I guess, put simply, if you believe in Strong A.I., then you think that it's theoretically possible to build a machine that's conscious in the same way that humans are conscious.  A lot of people are really uncomfortable with this concept--I certainly am--but I also don't see any way around it unless you introduce a vaguely religious sounding concept of higher consciousness that I instinctively mistrust.  Anyway, that's my Armchair Philosopher take.  But even though it's disconcerting to think of some computer essentially having feelings and being creative and basically being human in a way we think is unique to us, it's also pretty damn cool.  And I want to help design that computer.  Also, wouldn't it be cool if I was that computer?  or if one of the thousands and thousands of blogs out there was actually written by him/her/it?  So I kind of wanted the url iamarobot, but that was taken.  so I took this instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now onto the title.  writing a "hello world" program is one of the first things you tend to do when you're learning a new programming language.  I don't know how it became such a widespread practice, but it definitely is one.  and it's so ingrained in me now that whenever I'm learning any new application, "hello, world." tends to be one of the first things I type.  That's what happened here.  exciting, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4210238774142281889?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4210238774142281889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4210238774142281889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4210238774142281889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4210238774142281889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/04/meta.html' title='meta'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8378229251556157966</id><published>2007-04-21T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:57:01.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free trade'/><title type='text'>free trade</title><content type='html'>summary of &lt;a href = "http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/22/fashion/22trade.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; fascinating nytimes article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, have you guys heard of the labels "organic" or "cruelty free" or "sustainable"?  Well guess what, there's a new touchy-feely label in town!  These days, all the hip coffee shops in Brooklyn are selling this cool new* product called "fair trade" coffee.  Starbucks, Dunkin Donuts, and McDonalds have recently** picked up on this trend!  It's not mainstream yet--after all, Maxwell House doesn't sell it, and there are like 30 people in Middle America who still drink Maxwell House.  Besides, it's vaguely European.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's how fair trade works: coffee distributors buy coffee beans from farmers at fair prices.  Get it?  &lt;i&gt;fair&lt;/i&gt; trade = &lt;i&gt;fair&lt;/i&gt; prices?  Clever, right?  You might be wondering, who decides what a "fair" price is?  Well, we wondered the same thing.  Unfortunately, it turns out, no one really knows or cares.  We asked a couple people, and they just looked at us funny, so we stopped digging, because, well, it's not like we're hard-hitting news reporters.  We work for the style section for crying out loud!  Besides, it's not like distributors would lie to you and claim to be more ethical than they are just to jack up prices.  So just trust us.  After all, we are totally hip, with a finger on the pulse of the "green revolution!"    (P.S. We totally stole that phrase from Tom Friedman.  He's a middle aged father living in suburban Maryland, but sometimes he shares a page with Maureen Dowd, so you know, he has street cred.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in 1998&lt;br /&gt;**in 1999&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8378229251556157966?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8378229251556157966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8378229251556157966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8378229251556157966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8378229251556157966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/04/free-trade.html' title='free trade'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-192591238328478766</id><published>2007-04-18T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T11:04:21.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I miss Smith</title><content type='html'>I was reading this &lt;a href = "http://thegraduates.blogs.nytimes.com/2007/04/17/love-in-the-digital-age/"&gt;blog post&lt;/a&gt; at the NYT today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's only available to TimesSelect subscribers, I'll summarize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a stream of consciousness rambling that starts out talking about the romantic comedy film class she took at Dartmouth last quarter.  She moves on to analyzing how romance has changed in the age of facebook.  Apparently, it's likely that no guys signed up to take the romantic comedy class because if they put that class on their facebook profiles, they'd look gay.  Right, because everyone lists classes on their facebook profiles.  She then starts talking about the possible long term consequences of people getting bashed on websites when they're young and then having those hurtful remarks show up years later on their "google resumes." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For example, Dartmouth students have recently had to deal with the construction of the Web site boredatbaker.com (which has cousins at the other Ivies, the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, New York University and Stanford). Intended as a community tool, this Web site has mutated into a forum for the anonymous publication of very personal attacks on students who must try their best not to be emotionally affected when people publicly question their sexuality, comment on their physical appearance and speculate about their value as humans.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't see anyone at Smith ever getting offended at someone questioning her sexuality.  Flattered, maybe, but mostly just indifferent.  Why can't the rest of the world catch up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mostly liked the post.  Social networking sites and "google resumes," to borrow her term, are a popular topic to report on at the moment, and while she didn't say anything new, it was nice to actually hear the opinions of someone who uses the sites she talks about.  Also, the writer seems smart and articulate, but self conscious, and not always cognizant of when she needs to edit down her own work.  I can definitely relate to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-192591238328478766?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/192591238328478766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=192591238328478766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/192591238328478766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/192591238328478766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-i-miss-smith.html' title='Why I miss Smith'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1535874558414578760</id><published>2007-04-17T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T07:21:18.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is probably offensive somehow, but I wonder if the VA Tech shootings are going to help DC get voting representation in congress?  As I understand it, the reason the bill to give DC &amp; Utah a vote died last time was that some republican congresspeople attached a rider to repeal DC's super strict gun laws.  Given the awful demonstration of gun violence that just occurred, I think they'd be much more wary of trying something similar if the bill comes up again.  On the other hand, at this point the DC voting rights issue is so buried in the news cycle that maybe the bill will get lost in the shuffle.  Who knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1535874558414578760?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1535874558414578760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1535874558414578760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1535874558414578760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1535874558414578760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-probably-offensive-somehow-but.html' title=''/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-630545838785577960</id><published>2007-04-13T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T10:57:12.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender'/><title type='text'>trend</title><content type='html'>the lady behind the counter at subway just called me sir.  in fairness, she was looking at the counter at the time, but still.  oh, and I got new glasses.  they are blue and shiny, and though metal, they look vaguely like horn rims.  there will be a picture once I locate a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;, HRG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-630545838785577960?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/630545838785577960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=630545838785577960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/630545838785577960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/630545838785577960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/04/trend.html' title='trend'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1526384550145620982</id><published>2007-04-12T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T12:48:57.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender'/><title type='text'>now with extra gender ambiguity</title><content type='html'>Today at Starbucks the server called me sir.  so I just stood there and stared at him for half a minute.  he probably didn't even realize that he had said "sir" and was mad at me for holding up the line, but whatever, I don't feel bad about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a little history of people absentmindedly addressing me as male.  It's happened when boarding an airplane, when visiting a museum, when judging a debate round, and at more than one cash register.  These are just examples from after puberty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an androgynous little kid.  It didn't help that from age 6 to about 14, I always had really really short hair.  (At 6, I got my hair cut because I idolized my ballet teacher, and I wanted short hair just like hers.  This has to be the girliest reason ever to chop all your hair off.)  One time at day care, another girl tried to kick me out of the girls' bathroom because she was so convinced I was a boy.  The fact that I have a gender neutral name did not help.  (The only other Sasha she knew was male.)  She and her friend were taunting me and what the hell was I supposed to do to prove I was a girl?  Thankfully, I guess, considering the surroundings, the only thing we could come up with was for me to wear a dress to school the next day.  It's not like I even saw her at school the next day, but I did wear something pink and frilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to people getting my gender wrong, but I still have very mixed feelings about it.  On the one hand, I went to Smith College for 4 years, and after being around a fairly sizable number of females who favored men's clothes and male haircuts, I've learned how unobservant people can be.  Especially outside of Northampton proper, where I think a fairly visible trans population has made some people wary of referring to gender at all, if you have a buzz cut and a men's cut polo shirt, a lot of people will overlook the fact that you have breasts or a completely female sounding name and think you're a guy.  But the thing is, I don't have a buzz cut or wear polo shirts.  My hair is short, but still longer than most guys' hair.  I've got broad shoulders, but also breasts.  And it's not like I have an adam's apple or a 5 o'clock shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's always this sneaky little insecurity that maybe all those bored servicepeople are right, and there's something about me that on first impression reads male.  I think a lot of people secretly fear that they don't quite fit in: maybe within your group of friends you wonder if everyone really likes you or just tolerates you.  maybe you get accepted to a prestigious college and wonder if the admissions office made a mistake.  It's so common that it's boring, and when you think about it rationally, you realize it's ridiculous.  Still, it eats at you a little bit.  And the gender thing is just this insecurity writ large: It's like the world telling you, not only do you not quite fit in with your friends, or at your job, or at school, but you don't quite fit into one of the least exclusive peer groups in existence: your own gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mostly don't let this get to me, but sometimes a random server at starbucks can rekindle the nagging insecurity.  I guess the ironic thing is that even as I feel  inadequate for being not quite female enough, I also sort of take pride in it.  If you're different, you're special, and how special must you be to not even fit in with your own gender?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1526384550145620982?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1526384550145620982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1526384550145620982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1526384550145620982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1526384550145620982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/04/now-with-extra-gender-ambiguity.html' title='now with extra gender ambiguity'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1798495706683115602</id><published>2007-04-10T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T07:55:09.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ted stevens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='npr'/><title type='text'>cognitive dissonance</title><content type='html'>Ted "the Hulk" Stevens was on NPR today talking about global warming.  (&lt;a href = "http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=9492210"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few choice quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The causes [of global warming], &lt;i&gt;if there are causes&lt;/i&gt;, are caused in Chicago and New York and not caused by our small population in Alaska.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emphasis mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Oil and gas doesn't have anything to do with global warming!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, he does go on to specify that it's not oil and gas per se, it's the fact that we use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, he says that if we don't get the oil and gas from Alaska, we'll get it from somewhere else, just at higher prices.  Honestly, that's kind of the point.  He's a republican and they're supposed to like markets, right?  This is simple supply and demand.  Higher prices lead to lower consumption and lower consumption leads to less pollution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1798495706683115602?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1798495706683115602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1798495706683115602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1798495706683115602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1798495706683115602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/04/cognitive-dissonance.html' title='cognitive dissonance'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-706685390807826404</id><published>2007-04-06T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T12:33:55.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know it's the internet, but...</title><content type='html'>so there was this article in the NY Times last weekend about "Amazing Girls" who all have next to perfect SAT scores, take tons of AP classes, are the president of 12 different clubs, and have solved world hunger in their spare time, but still can't get into Harvard.  article &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/01/us/01girls.html?_r=1&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Versions of this article get written all the time (hello, &lt;a href="http://www.alexandrarobbins.com/theoverachievers/"&gt;Alexandra Robbins&lt;/a&gt;.) but this was a particularly compelling one.  I read it, I liked the cute little description of Smith College's Ivy Day that one father gave, and I moved on.  I have a lot of opinions about college admissions, but none of them are new or original, and in fact, I was beginning to thing that there wasn't anything new or original to be said.  Today, however, Judith Warner of the NY Times, managed to do just that.  link &lt;a href="http://warner.blogs.nytimes.com/2007/04/05/looking-beyond-the-brass-ring/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big idea she came up with was that it may actually be good for these girls to not be part of the 9% accepted to Harvard or Princeton or whatever.  They've been striving towards and achieving these incredible goals since a very young age, and it's probably good for them to fail for once.  maybe they'll learn to base self worth on something less fleeting than outward success.  to be sure, she said some things that unsettled me, like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I think this is partly why so many grown-up amazing girls with high-earning husbands find themselves having to quit work when they have kids. They simply can’t perform at work and at home at the high level that they demand of themselves.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand, I think she's right.  People expecting perfection from work &amp; family life are unlikely to get it.  On the other hand, I think it's too easy to interpret her as saying people are wrong for wanting accomodations to be able to work and raise families simultaneously.  whatever, I'm not going to get into this now, but suffice it to say, I don't agree with everything she said, but her blog post definitely got me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I read the comments.  They were filled with so many self-congratulating platitudes that I actually felt my capacity for original thought shrink as I slogged through them.  A few people had interesting or at least valid things to say.  For example, when anyone posts an article like this, it is good to point out that hey, most of the kids in the US don't have the opportunity to be this overachieving, even if they want to.  Still, there were far too many comments of the form, "Judith, I totally agree with you!  That's why when my kid got a B once, I was totally okay with it!  He still got into [insert highly selective school here], and yeah, it's not Princeton, but he's so happy on his path to become this generation's great theoretical mathematician that we're glad we didn't push him to re-take the SATs when he only got a 1520.  And he's so polite and caring, too!  I always knew it was the right decision to make him quit Lacrosse and Karate so he could focus on becoming a world class Badminton player.  Other parents should just lighten up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'm exaggerating.  but not much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-706685390807826404?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/706685390807826404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=706685390807826404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/706685390807826404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/706685390807826404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-know-its-internet-but.html' title='I know it&apos;s the internet, but...'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4903372385763129220</id><published>2007-04-04T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T08:01:34.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iowa'/><title type='text'>cat</title><content type='html'>Okay, so a cat who lives in a library in Iowa is not as exciting as a marmoset or a Scottish Highland Cow, but this cat (named Dewey...aww!) is quite adorable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/04/04/books/cat450.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might discern a passing resemblance to a certain ill-natured feline named Bob/Boris who graced the couches &amp; classrooms of Green Street, Northampton, but the &lt;a href = "http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/04/books/04cat.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; about him claims that he's been living in the small town of Spencer, Iowa for the past 19 years.  All I know is that Bob supposedly moved away at the beginning of last year, and all of a sudden, a year later, his doppelg&amp;auml;nger shows up in the New York Times.  Coincidence?  I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as the article mentions, Dewey/Bob/Boris now has a book deal.  Apparently this will be the next "Bridges of Madison County."  I guess because they're both set in Iowa, or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4903372385763129220?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4903372385763129220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4903372385763129220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4903372385763129220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4903372385763129220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/04/cat.html' title='cat'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-4728644550815886041</id><published>2007-04-02T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T14:25:53.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>cooking</title><content type='html'>tonight I am going to a passover seder.  here is my favorite charoset recipe (from memory):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 apple&lt;br /&gt;1 lemon&lt;br /&gt;.25 cups pine nuts&lt;br /&gt;.5 cups walnuts&lt;br /&gt;.5 cups ground almonds&lt;br /&gt;.5 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 hard boiled egg&lt;br /&gt;cinnamon to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chop everything that can be chopped into small pieces (a food processor works well) and mix together.  oh, and obviously remove things like seeds, but leave the lemon peel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure where the recipe originated.  I got it from a packet on passover that included "charosets around the world" that my sunday school passed out in 2nd grade.  each kid in the class made 1 recipe and then we had a big communal seder where we got to try them all.  this one was "north african" and it was by far the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't I make charoset more?  I guess it's not that great a topping for anything but matzah, but I could eat large quantities of it plain.  in fact, I did for breakfast today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made a sephardic charoset recipe out of the NYTimes.  It had McIntosh apples, pecans, almonds, wine, and dried dates.  I had to go to 3 different stores to find dried dates, and they cost $7 for 10 ounces!  and then they were too tough to be cut up in the food processor, so I had to chop by hand.  all in all, too labor intensive &amp; expensive to justify the good, but not great final product.  still I am going to heavily market this recipe tonight at dinner, because the more they eat of this, the more north african charoset for me.  also, it does taste better after a night in the fridge, as my breakfast this morning confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, my cousins wanted me to make challah for passover.  I make fantastic challah, but I had to remind them that despite being a very jewish food, it doesn't really fit in with the whole "unleavened bread" theme of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's what I really wanted to make: &lt;a href = "http://projects.washingtonpost.com/recipes/2007/02/07/torta-divina/"&gt;torta divina&lt;/a&gt;.  This tastes really really good, and it's surprisingly easy to make.  (the hardest part was not spilling water when I was pouring some into the casserole dish I used as an improvised "bain marie.")  The best part is that it's kosher without trying too hard.  there aren't any awkward substitutions of matzoh meal or potato starch or other ingredients that are only used because the first choice is not available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hosting cousins have not tried this dessert yet, so they declined to have me prepare it.  When I make it for my uncle's birthday in 2 weeks, they will realize that they missed out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-4728644550815886041?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/4728644550815886041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=4728644550815886041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4728644550815886041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/4728644550815886041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/04/cooking.html' title='cooking'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-9057591576009503214</id><published>2007-03-27T15:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T15:45:50.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marmoset'/><title type='text'>marmosets</title><content type='html'>Today I pretty much only have one thing to say.  marmosets are very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/03/27/science/marmoset.190.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-9057591576009503214?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/9057591576009503214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=9057591576009503214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/9057591576009503214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/9057591576009503214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/03/marmosets.html' title='marmosets'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-6850467718019260693</id><published>2007-03-26T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T12:41:09.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smithsonian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pandas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb people'/><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href = "http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=9083208"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite quote:&lt;br /&gt;"A bunch of people come here and put peace on you.  a fluffy peace thing.  a fluffy children thing.  you know, there's no reason for this kind of stuff.  it's wrong wrong wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also?  the "communist" UN declaration of human rights?  put together by an &lt;a href = "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eleanor_Roosevelt#Postwar_politics"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in happier news, &lt;a href = "http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/03/26/AR2007032600327.html"&gt;Panda Poop&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, also &lt;a href = "http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/03/26/AR2007032600643.html"&gt;Small resigned&lt;/a&gt;.  It's about freaking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is so typically washington.  there's inside the beltway political snobbery, fixation on pandas, and bitching about the Smithsonian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-6850467718019260693?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/6850467718019260693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=6850467718019260693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6850467718019260693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6850467718019260693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/03/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3377527327080527158</id><published>2007-03-23T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T10:58:41.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'>feminism</title><content type='html'>So I was going to ridicule this NYT &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/03/23/arts/design/23glob.html?pagewanted=1&amp;adxnnl=0&amp;amp;adxnnlx=1174671114-byesd7zBunBbR/STAgEMnA"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt; of a show of feminist art.  It starts out pretty terribly.  What kind of sentence is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The false idea is that there really is such a thing as feminist art, as opposed to art that intentionally or by osmosis reflects or is influenced by feminist thought, of which there is plenty.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I call art influenced by feminism?  Feminist art.  easy to say, easy to understand, very straightforward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a lot more to say on it, and of course I wanted to mention this lovely little sentence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Study “The Dinner Party” close enough and your bra, if you’re wearing one, may spontaneously combust.&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes.  because feminists burn bras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But slowly, throughout the review, she started to redeem herself.  Don't get me wrong, I still think her writing is unclear, and she did a poor job of articulating any central idea.  Still, I couldn't stay too mad, because I fell in love with her last sentence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The word feminism will be around as long as it is necessary for women to put a name on the sense of assertiveness, confidence and equality that, unnamed, has always been granted men.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3377527327080527158?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3377527327080527158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3377527327080527158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3377527327080527158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3377527327080527158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/03/feminism.html' title='feminism'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-6213772670332841510</id><published>2007-03-19T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:15:03.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smithsonian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small'/><title type='text'>Smithsonian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/03/18/AR2007031801369.html"&gt;2 days ago&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/03/19/AR2007031901839.html"&gt;yesterday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/03/20/AR2007032001674.html"&gt;today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the Smithsonian has been in the news a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;Before the current secretary, Larry Small, got there, the Smithsonian was this sort of large, disorganized, somewhat dysfunctional nonprofit.  The board of regents wanted a good fundraiser who could run the place more like a business, probably to help stem the endless seas of bureaucracy, so they hired someone from the corporate world.  But, according to many people within the organization, Small has had sort of a tin ear about what practices are worth bringing over from the corporate world and which ones really harmfully dilute the entire mission of the organization.  For the record, the Smithsonian was founded for the &lt;a href="http://www.si.edu/about/mission.htm"&gt;"increase and diffusion of knowledge among men."&lt;/a&gt;  So clearly, scholarship was meant to be a big part of what the institution does.  But it's been clear from the beginning that it was not one of Small's priorities.  In fact, it's becoming increasingly clear that Small's priorties pretty much started and ended with providing a very nice lifestyle for himself and his cronies.  But that's not what I want to talk about.  The Washington Post is doing a fine job of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk about his attitude towards research.  I think his position reflects something common in the general public that is really sort of troubling.  I'll start out by saying that I don't think I've thought through this issue completely, so I may revisit it in a later post, but here are my preliminary thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, museums have two broad goals that can sometimes come into conflict: to learn and to teach (or as SI puts it, to increase and diffuse knowledge).  I suppose in this way they're sort of like universities.  Both hire scholars with PhDs and expect them to do original research (learn) but both also expect them to impart some of their knowledge to other people (teach).  Universities (even small liberal arts colleges) can focus more on the research, because the people they're teaching have already expressed some interest in being taught (after all, they've enrolled), and so on average, professors are probably expected to learn (publish) more.  Also, in universities, academics are teaching the next generation of academics, so the new research (learning) they do is more easily translated to teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Museums, on the other hand, must focus more on the teaching.  In an ideal world, their audience is "Joe Sixpack" off the street.  And if you're going to try to teach to someone that didn't even sign up to learn, your biggest challenge is just getting that person through your doors.  So instead of just having a lecturer with a slideshow, museums organize shows.  They try to be heavy on images and somewhat light on wall text, because honestly, as a frequent museum goer myself, I can tell you that people have a certain "museum stamina."  It doesn't seem like it would, but a couple of hours standing around gazing at works of art really tires you out.  To further induce people to go through those doors, museums try extra incentives.  The Smithsonian has a particularly good one: its shows are free.  Other incentives include multimedia displays (people are endlessly fascinated with dumb games on touch screen computers) and blockbuster shows (people never ever ever get tired of impressionists).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you have two major problems.  One is that an outsider like Small is really only familiar with the "teaching" side of museums.  Granted, this is the bigger side, but research cannot be ignored, especially since at a minimum, someone should be verifying that what's being taught is correct.  Curators are more than glorified fact-checkers, but they're also not just show-organizers.  The other is that in solving the "getting people through the door" problem, museums can lose sight of the reason they wanted to get people through the door in the first place.  If there's too much superficial fluff (both in terms of popular, but overdone shows, and in terms of stupid multimedia presentations) there's not enough teaching going on.  An additional problem, not as much for the Smithsonian, but for almost every other museum out there, is that getting people through the door isn't only what allows you to teach, it's also what allows you to exist.  Museums survive in part off of ticket sales and gift shop purchases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These problems are worse because Small is from the business world.  He was brought in to run the organization efficiently but he had no idea of what a amount of research spending would be efficient.  So while he was off spending thousands of dollars on limo services and first class airplane flights, museum curators sometimes didn't have the budgets to even travel to see collections whose works they might borrow, or visit archives that they needed for research.  Also, as a businessman, he was used to very concrete ways of measuring success.  But the problem is, there's just not a good way to do that with museums.  Is it better to have 5 million people walk in your doors to be able to say they've seen the Mona Lisa and buy a post card, or 5,000 people to walk through your doors and gain a deeper understanding of the Dada movement and discover for the first time, DuChamp's L.H.O.O.Q.  A museum's goal is to teach, right?  But you can't measure how much people have learned.  What you *can* measure is how many people have gone through the museum's doors and how much they've spent.  So that's what Small's been measuring.  And the result?  The one set of museums best situated to actually focus on original learning and teaching because of their unique position as a publicly funded institution have become increasingly less able to do what they were designed to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-6213772670332841510?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/6213772670332841510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=6213772670332841510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6213772670332841510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6213772670332841510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/03/smithsonian.html' title='Smithsonian'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-6203020987883508802</id><published>2007-03-18T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T13:09:05.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><title type='text'>shazza</title><content type='html'>Oh, I thought I'd share one more thing about my amazing haircut.  When I asked for an appointment, I had to give them my name: Sasha.  Not a terribly common name, but definitely not unique.  The lady asked me to spell it, so I did: s-a-s-h-a.  Exactly like it sounds.  which somehow on her piece of paper became s-h-a-z-z-a.  That is an unbelievably awesome name, but if you're going to ask me for the spelling, why don't you listen to my response?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-6203020987883508802?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/6203020987883508802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=6203020987883508802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6203020987883508802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/6203020987883508802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/03/shazza.html' title='shazza'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-2224633722768204073</id><published>2007-03-17T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T11:07:04.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the big jeopardy news wasn't scores of zero.  instead, for the first time in jeopardy history, there was a three way tie for first place.  Which was awesome.  And exactly what I would have done if I'd been in the position of the computer science professor who engineered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, there is a cardinal rule of hairstyling that I discovered years ago, but continue to fail to put into practice:&lt;br /&gt;do not get your haircut by someone whose hairstyle you do not like.  that person clearly does not share your taste.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, today's version of breaking that rule meant I got mousse, some type of serum, plus, I think, aquanet, put in my hair, and it got teased &amp; blowdried for about half an hour.  It literally stuck out 4 inches from my head.  Which is pretty damn impressive when you realize my hair is only like 5 inches long.  Anyway, the cut itself seems to be acceptable, but next time I need a stylist who is not stuck in 1982.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-2224633722768204073?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/2224633722768204073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=2224633722768204073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2224633722768204073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2224633722768204073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-big-jeopardy-news-wasnt-scores-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-762154951738936152</id><published>2007-03-16T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:40:20.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeopardy'/><title type='text'>rumor...</title><content type='html'>so I just heard a rumor from a not at all reliable source that on tonight's jeopardy, we'll see the first ever game where all the contestants finish with $0 or negative money.  now I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to watch!  and tape.  just in case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-762154951738936152?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/762154951738936152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=762154951738936152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/762154951738936152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/762154951738936152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/03/rumor.html' title='rumor...'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-572290805829239235</id><published>2007-03-13T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T11:23:14.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaspoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>common knowledge?</title><content type='html'>So, I've watched about 10 minutes of "Are You Smarter Than a 5th Grader," and I can safely say that it is an incredibly dumb show.  Happily, there was an &lt;a href = "http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/03/12/AR2007031201674.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; in the Washington Post today agreeing with me. (and commending a quiz show of which I am an alumna.  so thumbs up: washington post!)   I'm especially happy to see this article because every other mention I've seen of the show has been positive.  I can't exactly put my finger on why I dislike the show, since I tend to like dumb reality shows as a rule.  But it's something along the lines of: I like watching dumb pretty people in shows with lots of drama.  This is why "America's Next Top Model" and "Beauty and the Geek" are such awesome shows.  "Are You Smarter Than a 5th Grader" (AYSTA5G?) lacks the pretty factor and the drama.  When you just see normal people being dumb, there's no schadenfreude, just amazement at how these people are able to make it through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I was trying to explain to people how dumb this show was.  I used the example of a question that one of the contestants got wrong: "How many teaspoons are there in five tablespoons?"  The responses ranged from, "Well, how many teaspoons are there in a tablespoon?" (my boss) To, "Five times two is ten.  So the answer is ten, right?" (my mom).  For the record, there are 3 teaspoons in a tablespoon.  I learned this fact in school (somewhere around 4th or 5th grade, actually) and I distinctly remember feeling dumb at the time for not having known it before.  It just seemed like such a common knowledge thing.  How are you ever going to be able to cook or bake without knowing how many teaspoons there are in a tablespoon?  Apparently, it's not such common knowledge after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-572290805829239235?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/572290805829239235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=572290805829239235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/572290805829239235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/572290805829239235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/03/common-knowledge.html' title='common knowledge?'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-2885667482783959663</id><published>2007-03-12T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:37:56.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helicopter parents'/><title type='text'>helicopter parents</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I read parenting blogs.  I'm not really sure why, since I am not a parent, but they are often talking about kids not too much younger than I am, and it's sort of fun to hear what they have to say.  Anyway, one of them linked to this helpful little article on the college board website: &lt;a href = "http://www.collegeboard.com/parents/plan/getting-ready/50129.html"&gt;Are You a Helicopter Parent?&lt;/a&gt;  This article has the most delightfully self-selecting audience.  Pretty much by definition if you go to the college board website and spend more time on it than it takes to find out the date of the next SAT, you are a helicopter parent.  But, if you've spent enough time on the site not only to find the date of the next SATs, but also print out sample practice essays for your kid, write up a list of all the APs they offer so you can lobby your high school to start offering them, and decide which SAT IIs your kid should take this June, and you've *still* stuck around to read the dumb little articles?  Then you will somehow decide you're not a helicopter parent.  Because a helicopter parent wouldn't be self aware enough to even consider the possibility that she were one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-2885667482783959663?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/2885667482783959663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=2885667482783959663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2885667482783959663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/2885667482783959663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/03/helicopter-parents.html' title='helicopter parents'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3950750937907068302</id><published>2007-03-08T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T10:42:43.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grammar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lice'/><title type='text'>two things</title><content type='html'>I was reading over my past blog entries, and I've discovered that many of my entries revolve around two themes: genitalia and grammar.  in an effort to continue these themes, I offer the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;a href = "http://www.nytimes.com/2007/03/08/science/08louse.html"&gt;This Article&lt;/a&gt;.  It's about lice.  Specifically, about how humans host 3 different species of lice, while most species host just one.  There are head lice (similar to the lice that live on chimps), body lice (they live on clothing and are apparently related to head lice), and pubic lice (similar to the lice that live on gorillas).  Apparently the existence of these 3 different species provides clues to the evolution of the human species.  Scientists can figure out when humans lost their body hair and when they started wearing clothes.  This is really cool.  But that's not why I'm posting this article.  No, the reason I'm posting this article is that despite the scientists' reluctance to talk about it, there's one particularly good explanation for why human pubic lice are similar to lice found on gorillas.  It is: Humans had sex with gorillas.  a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I'm just going to post this verbatim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Losing the war on bad grammar:&lt;/b&gt; "Irregardless." Someone used that word in a meeting this morning. I calmly spoke up, explaining that by using the word in the same sense as "regardless," and considering that "irrational" is the opposite of "rational," they in fact stated the exact opposite of what you really meant. Even then you still have to make the leap and assume that "irregardless" is legitimately a word. Everyone in the room applauded, hoisted me on their shoulders and carried me out the door to celebrate. Never again will I hear that word in the office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! That's how things went in my little fantasy world. My usual reward for resistance is a blank stare. So I just sat there, mute, shuddering with discomfort usually reserved for scratching fingernails on a blackboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just not worth the effort anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marc Fisher:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, no, you had me going there. I was ready to stand up and cheer for you. Don't let yourself be cowed by ignoramuses (ignoramusii?)--do as your grammar teacher would want you to do and stand tall for the right word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two incredibly awesome things about this post.  The first is that "irregardless" has absolutely nothing do do with DC politics, the purported subject of the &lt;a href = "http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/discussion/2007/03/02/DI2007030200840.html"&gt;chat&lt;/a&gt; where I read it.  I'm kind of in love with people who manage to get their completely random thoughts inserted into washington post chats about completely unrelated subjects.  Especially since I've lately aspired to become one of those people.  The second incredibly awesome thing about this post is Marc Fisher's response.  ignoramusii?  yeah, that's a word all right.  you are the grammar king.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3950750937907068302?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3950750937907068302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3950750937907068302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3950750937907068302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3950750937907068302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/03/two-things.html' title='two things'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-5420777875216054585</id><published>2007-02-23T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T15:23:42.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bollocks'/><title type='text'>balls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href = "http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/02/22/AR2007022201426.html"&gt;amazing&lt;/a&gt;.  apparently truckers like to hang large plastic testicles off the back of their trucks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href = "#show2"&gt; probably not work safe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="hidden"&gt;&lt;span id="show2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it upon myself to visit the website of one fake testicles supplier, and I now present you with the following image:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://www.yournutz.com/store/images/BallnChain.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aptly named: BallnChain.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also quite fond of the "support your troops" balls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://www.yournutz.com/store/images/Desertyellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the week started out with &lt;a href = "http://www.nytimes.com/2007/02/18/books/18newb.html?ex=1329454800&amp;en=0abee8846d8919f4&amp;ei=5090&amp;partner=rssuserland&amp;emc=rss"&gt;scrota&lt;/a&gt; and ended with balls.  that's awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-5420777875216054585?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/5420777875216054585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=5420777875216054585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5420777875216054585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5420777875216054585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/02/balls.html' title='balls!'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-68101708983945068</id><published>2007-02-21T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T10:29:58.283-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grammar'/><title type='text'>grammar</title><content type='html'>I know the fact that I actually care about this makes me an asshole, but:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masculine: singular= alumnus &amp; plural =  alumni&lt;br /&gt;Feminine: singluar = alumna &amp; plural = alumnae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't care if you just use "alum" and "alums" because whatever, we're speaking English, not Latin, and the language changes over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; care if you say "alumn" because if you're going to butcher the language, it should at the very least be in the service of making it &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; pronounceable.&lt;br /&gt;I also care if you decide "alumna" is plural.  Because that's dumb.  I guess if the singluar was "alumnum" you'd be on to something, but it's not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-68101708983945068?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/68101708983945068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=68101708983945068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/68101708983945068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/68101708983945068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/02/grammar.html' title='grammar'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-7011467799068308203</id><published>2007-02-14T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:51:17.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>googe</title><content type='html'>google's valentines logos:&lt;br /&gt;'01:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.google.com/logos/valentine01.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'03:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.google.com/logos/valentine03.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'05:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.google.com/logos/valentine05.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'07:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T2Dt-mc-izM/RdOCpF3Ep3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PfoVm182q1o/s320/valentine07.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031508851162392434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.  it seems they only have special v-day logos on odd numbered years.  unless the other ones are stored with some other naming scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, this year's artist had some spelling problems.  as the veteran of many a chalking mishap ("swing dance: friday nigt!"  "vote in the sga elctions!" etc.) I find that eminently understandable.  still, I'm saving that logo in case it goes away/gets fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm chocolate covered strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:  okay so there are different naming schemes.  it seems 02 and 06 don't have special logos, possibly because there were winter olympics in those years and google decided 2 special logos in 1 month was overkill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004's name had an extra s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.google.com/logos/valentines04.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000 was the 1st year of a special valentine's logo, so there's no year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.google.com/logos/valentine.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-7011467799068308203?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/7011467799068308203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=7011467799068308203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7011467799068308203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7011467799068308203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/02/googe.html' title='googe'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T2Dt-mc-izM/RdOCpF3Ep3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PfoVm182q1o/s72-c/valentine07.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8287686219007835860</id><published>2007-02-09T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T14:35:18.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><title type='text'>social mobility</title><content type='html'>today I was reading a blog on the economist.  specifically, &lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/debate/freeexchange/2007/02/interrogating_inequality.cfm"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought it was really smart, because I think people's gut negative reaction to income inequality has to do with how much people "deserve" their outcomes in life.  As in, "It's not fair that he's poor!  He's worked hard his whole life."  or "It's not fair that he has so much more money than I do.  Everything's always been handed to him on a silver platter."  And at its heart, discussions about social mobility are about people "getting what they deserve."  if you work hard, you get rich.  If you don't, you won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so a line like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I would prefer to live in a world where the children of Bill Gates, and an average welfare mother, have the same opportunity to succeed.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of the commenters made me think again.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, with the possible exception of Warren Buffett, I think one of the reasons you work to become rich is so you can provide for your family/make life easier for subsequent generations.  Beyond just making money, a lot of how parents with the necessary means spend money (buying houses in good school districts, enrolling kids in enrichment programs, etc.) is aimed at giving kids an advantage in life.  We might be for equality of opportunity as a general principle, but on a micro level, we want to have more opportunity than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this becomes even more clear when you realize that "equality of opportunity" or "social mobility" means opportunity to succeed -or- fail, to move up -or- down in class.  And the thing is, there will be successes and failures.  Unless you actually expect an efficient economy where everyone makes the same amount of money, there will be some "winners" at the top of the income distribution and some "losers" at the bottom.  This is mitigated by the fact that potentially even the "losers" could be quite well off, but what it comes down to is this: no one wants his kid to be worse off than he is.  With actual equality of opportunity, that would happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8287686219007835860?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8287686219007835860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8287686219007835860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8287686219007835860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8287686219007835860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/02/social-mobility.html' title='social mobility'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8072529493257342776</id><published>2007-02-06T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T15:21:24.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today in religion...</title><content type='html'>So Ted Haggard's &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/aponline/us/AP-Haggard-Sex-Allegations.html?em&amp;ex=1170910800&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;en=d1eceb0dbae55ae4&amp;ei=5087%0A"&gt;straight&lt;/a&gt;  now.  And he's going to get a psychology degree.  One more "ex-gay" "expert" asshole in the world.  God help us all.&lt;br /&gt;[insert totally inappropriate joke relating the word asshole to sodomy here.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, according to the Chinese, all Jews are money-grubbing business people who've been so successful that they now control society.  But they're okay with that, because they just want to learn our secrets.  [&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/02/06/AR2007020601713.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="#show"&gt;nerdiness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="hidden"&gt;&lt;span id="show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came up with the most baroque way possible to format arguments at the command prompt for my computer program: G&amp;#246;del numbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am a big nerd because I'm so attached to the umlaut in G&amp;#246;del's name that I looked up how to make an &amp;#246; in html.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, yay for css!  I've figured out a somewhat crappy way to post "behind the fold."  once I play around with javascript, this should get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8072529493257342776?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8072529493257342776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8072529493257342776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8072529493257342776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8072529493257342776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-in-religion.html' title='Today in religion...'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-7534514695194072082</id><published>2007-02-02T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T10:56:42.306-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vaccines'/><title type='text'>maybe I'm wrong</title><content type='html'>So I've been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vaccine thing isn't as obvious as I made it out to be yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Things you have to consider:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how serious are the disease's symptoms?&lt;/span&gt;  in yesterday's post, I just talked about cancer.  That was a mistake, because HPV has other symptoms, and maybe some of them aren't supposed to be discussed in polite society, but they're still worth preventing.  It's especially important to think about in this case, because while I don't feel like looking up the article, I've read that HPV can increase the incidence of AIDS transmission.  The more damaging a disease is, the greater impetus there is to fight it.  On the other hand, if a virus leaves almost everyone totally asymptomatic, but once every 4 million cases gives someone a rash or something, maybe it's not worth developing a vaccine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how (easily) is the disease spread? C&lt;/span&gt;ertain diseases are super communicable.  so the marginal societal benefit of 1 more vaccination is measurably higher than someone's personal benefit from being disease resistant.  Other diseases are not spread person to person.  (maybe they're spread through the water.)  So the benefits of getting vaccinated are confined to the people who get the shots.  For a non communicable disease, your own personal cost benefit analysis is the only relevant one, so we should probably let you make it in peace.  HPV is spread person to person.  But maybe it's more cost effective to stop the disease from spreading than to develop a vaccine.  If condom use cuts transmission significantly, make people wear condoms, not get $200 shots.  Assuming you could make people wear condoms.  yay for privacy invasion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how much does the vaccine cost? &lt;/span&gt;a super effective vaccine for a highly communicable disease might still not be worth administering if each dose costs an obscene amount to produce.  Or if it costs a lot to administer--let's say you *had* to have trained doctors make the trip on nonexistant jungle roads with refrigeration units containing glass vials of the vaccine.  This cuts the other way too: if production costs per unit go down with a high enough volume, maybe the government *does* want to mandate vaccination that it wouldn't otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect mandatory HPV vaccination still makes sense.  I still think the whole "The DC schoolboard is being racist" argument is idiotic.  I find a lot of the "let people choose" rhetoric unconvincing.  But I might be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've got to figure out how to post parts of entries "behind the fold" because I'm wordy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-7534514695194072082?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/7534514695194072082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=7534514695194072082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7534514695194072082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/7534514695194072082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/02/maybe-im-wrong.html' title='maybe I&apos;m wrong'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-8307084498640532623</id><published>2007-02-01T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:54:30.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HPV'/><title type='text'>stupid</title><content type='html'>2 things that seem so obvious to me that I can't understand why smart people (like my parents) don't get them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;things like &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/01/31/AR2007013102122.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; are mostly empty rhetoric.  I am a democrat.  I like democrats.  The only reason democrats are talking about helping the middle class is because this is perhaps the most uncontrovertial policy position it is possible to hold.  You want to know why?  Because *everyone* thinks they're middle class.  Either you're poor, in which case you're aspirational and call yourself middle class, you actually are middle class, or you're rich, but not the richest person you know, so you feel middle class.  Besides, it's kind of gauche to actually call yourself rich, so at most, you're "upper middle class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents think they're middle class, yet they were able to send me to a fancy prep school whose semiannual glossy alumnae magazine features little blurbs on what "Teensy" '54 and "Muffin" '61 are up to these days.  (man I love those names.  can you imagine being 70 years old and named Teensy?)  I felt middle class at that school too, in part because *my* bedroom wasn't two stories tall, and *I* didn't own any horses or get a brand new BMW on my 16th birthday.  But guess what?  The horse-owning, two story bedroom-having, BMW drivers thought they were middle class too.  *They* didn't have private jets or second homes in the south of France.   *They* had to rent when they went to "the vineyard" for the summer.  It's just like how Joe Lieberman painted himself as middle class compared to Ned Lamont.  *He* didn't grow up in a family compound and have buildings in New England colleges named after his grandfather.  Just kindly ignore the fact that he's in the top 1% of incomes in  one of the wealthiest nations in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So chances are, when the dems talk about helping the middle class, they're not really talking about my parents or the rest of the coastal "latte liberal" elites who actually pay attention to more than which candidate has the nicer smile.  So why do we all think they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;How is there any debate at all about &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/01/23/AR2007012301502.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;?  This columnist thinks it's racist and wrong to force DC schoolchildren to get the HPV vaccine.  Because why aren't vaccinations voluntary anyway?  Increased education and awareness will solve all!  (Let's ignore the obvious fact that DC is actually terrible at anything education related.)  I actually think there's a convenient game theory term to explain this, but I can't remember what it is.  (something like the opposite of the tragedy of the commons?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basic idea is that if people all act in their own rational self interest, a lot of people won't get vaccinated. Vaccines are expensive, and the chance of actually getting cervical cancer from HPV (for example) is actually pretty small.  I have no numbers, but lets say it's like a 2% chance of getting cancer at some point later in life when who knows? cancer treatments might have improved appreciably.  (even this number seems high)  So many rational actors will decide to spend the $500 on something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing, rational actors consider only their own interests, but there are additional societal interests to consider.  My getting vaccinated doesn't only reduce my risk of cancer, it reduces the risk of anyone I sleep with, as well as anyone they sleep with, as well as anyone the people they slept with sleep with.  So if I get vaccinated, even if no one else does, the chances of anyone else getting cancer have just dropped from 2 to 1.9999999999%.  Each additional vaccination drops their risk more.  And while it's not a big deal to you personally if your risk of cancer is 2%, it's a HUGE deal to society of 2% of the &lt;i&gt;entire population&lt;/i&gt; is going to get sick.  (okay, okay, I know men can't get cervical cancer.  but apparently HPV is also linked to &lt;a href="http://www.hopkins-aids.edu/publications/report/may01_3.html"&gt;anal cancer&lt;/a&gt; in gay men.  so we're not just talking about women here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in an instance where it's in society's best interests, but not individuals' best interests to get something done, &lt;i&gt;of course&lt;/i&gt; society should intervene.  Incidentally, my arguments also lead to the conclusion, compulsory voting: thumbs up.  But of course the opp to that is a bunch of lofty rhetoric about the social contract and the value of voluntary everything to a free society.  This rhetoric is a lot less convincing when people's lives are at stake.  Especially when most of the rhetoric is tied up in these absolutely absurd accusations of racism.  So, in conclusion, mandatory HPV vaccination: thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-8307084498640532623?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/8307084498640532623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=8307084498640532623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8307084498640532623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/8307084498640532623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/02/stupid.html' title='stupid'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-5866402520135349721</id><published>2007-01-22T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T13:10:56.829-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IQ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asses'/><title type='text'>today's time wasting roundup</title><content type='html'>3 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opinionjournal.com/extra/?id=110009531"&gt;He&lt;/a&gt;'s an ass.  I have a lot to say on why, but explaining myself coherently takes more energy than I'm willing to spend on a blog post just now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/22/education/22princeton.html"&gt;news&lt;/a&gt; when a college DOESN'T raise tuition one year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/22/arts/television/22grey.html?em&amp;ex=1169614800&amp;amp;amp;en=c51de64e26722622&amp;amp;ei=5087%0A"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;.  It makes me sad that Isaiah Washington is apparently a homophobe, because despite his recent assiness, Dr. Burke is awesome.  However, it makes me happy that there's an article describing the entire situation surrounding his use of the "anti-gay slur," but nowhere does the author mention what exactly that slur was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lets the reader fill in the blank with his or her favorite.  My vote is for fairy.  It's got a sort of retro feel to it.  Or maybe flyswatter, because as I learned from my fabulous high school french class, the French word for flyswatter also means faggot.  &lt;a href="http://www.wordreference.com/fren/tapette"&gt;It's true.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything sounds prettier in French, mon petit chou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-5866402520135349721?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/5866402520135349721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=5866402520135349721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5866402520135349721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5866402520135349721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/01/todays-time-wasting-roundup.html' title='today&apos;s time wasting roundup'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-5345274323826429704</id><published>2007-01-19T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T07:21:47.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coos'/><title type='text'>coos!</title><content type='html'>There's an &lt;a href = "http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/19/world/europe/19europe.html?_r=1&amp;oref=slogin"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; in the NYT today about a deadly storm in Europe.  Truth be told, I didn't actually read the article, but it had a picture so incredibly cute I had to send it to my friends.  You can see it &lt;a href = "http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/01/19/world/650_europe_4.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highland coos (as my friend who studied abroad in Glasgow insists we call them) are awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-5345274323826429704?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/5345274323826429704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=5345274323826429704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5345274323826429704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/5345274323826429704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/01/coos.html' title='coos!'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3224111729538903849</id><published>2007-01-18T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T12:59:50.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butt prints'/><title type='text'>funny</title><content type='html'>Best news article of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href = "http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/01/10/AR2007011000309.html"&gt;Va. School Fires Butt-Prints Art Teacher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best sentence from the article:&lt;br /&gt;The unique approach to art became a topic when a clip showing Murmer, wearing a fake nose and glasses, a towel on his head and black thong, turned up on YouTube.com and became the talk of the high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3224111729538903849?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3224111729538903849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3224111729538903849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3224111729538903849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3224111729538903849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/01/funny.html' title='funny'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-3351048926180192986</id><published>2007-01-16T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:59:59.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green skies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evolution'/><title type='text'>The sky is green.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/01/15/AR2007011501298.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; makes me proud of my county.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that's frustrated me the most as I've followed this story (as the article says, they've been trying to get a curriculum approved for quite a while now) is the way some conservatives have co-opted the liberal rhetoric of open-mindedness to advance their agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is, groups like Parents and Friends of Ex-Gays (I think that's their name) argue that if you're going to have an open discussion on homosexuality, you've got to include the viewpoint that it is immoral and a sickness that can be cured.  (never mind what the pesky psychiatrists who reclassified it in the 1970s have to say.) The same thing happens in evolution debates.  The vast majority of biologists everywhere agree that evolution happened (and is still happening).  But a couple scientists dispute that.  And they get on the news and talk about their "findings" (never published in serious peer-reviewed journals, of course.  but that's because the establishment is "trying to silence them.") and convince enough people who are predisposed to either take the bible literally or mistrust scientists that they may be on to something.  They *create* the controversey and then argue that we need to teach it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What both issues have in common is the sentiment, "hey, we've got a viewpoint!  how can you claim to be so open minded and accepting if you discredit it!   you're silencing us, you hypocritical liberals!"  As if somehow, respecting opposing viewpoints necessarily means ascribing to complete moral and intellectual relativism.  (and as if challenging the underlying logic or premises behind a position is the same as silencing those who hold that position.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I have a viewpoint too.  I believe the sky is neon green.  I can probably find you some scientist somewhere who agrees with me.  I am prepared to send letters to the editor of every major newspaper arguing my position.  I am prepared to go on TV and radio shows and explain why I'm right.  I'll take out ads in all different media, build a legitimate-looking website, and found an institute supporting my beliefs.  I'm SO SURE of myself that I'm actually resentful that the rest of the world still thinks the sky is blue.  How can they possibly ignore all of my arguments?  At the very least, Kindergarden teachers everywhere should teach the controversey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-3351048926180192986?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/3351048926180192986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=3351048926180192986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3351048926180192986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/3351048926180192986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/01/sky-is-green.html' title='The sky is green.'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154474120489661458.post-1547352828187035379</id><published>2007-01-07T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T06:51:29.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polonium 210'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='npr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'>First post ever.  Maybe the last?</title><content type='html'>I fully suspect this to become one of the millions of abandoned blogs that now litter the internet.  But maybe that won't happen for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start out with, two public radio-related things that have been bugging me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capitol Steps New Years Show&lt;/b&gt;  This year one of the local broadcasts of the show got interrupted for the breaking news that Saddam Hussein was about to be hanged.  That was freaking annoying.  Still, before the broadcast got cut short, they had a parody of "Love Potion no. 9" where Vladimir Putin was singing "Polonium 209."  Extremely funny song, but I was wondering this: All the news reports I've seen say that Alexander Litvinenko was killed by radiation from Polonium 210.  Was the CapSteps' use of the number 209 simply poetic license, or did their lyrics choice have any scientific merit?  I vaguely remember learning about radioactive decay and half lives in high school chemistry.  It seems at least plausible that Polonium 210 decays into Polonium 209 and that the radiation that made him sick was simply the emission of whatever subatomic particles are let out in the process.  But is this complete bullshit?  Probably, but still, I'd like to know for sure.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bob Edwards Weekend&lt;/b&gt;  One of my local stations recently started carrying the show, and I was just listening to it.  He's a smart guy, and he interviews smart, interesting people, and he's got a very soothing voice, so it's a great program to have on in the background.  Today he had on the author of &lt;a href="http://www.simonsays.com/content/book.cfm?tab=1&amp;amp;pid=523552"&gt;This Book&lt;/a&gt;. As I was half listening to the show she said something that made me yell at the radio.  To paraphrase, she was talking about Louisa May Alcott (or Margaret Fuller.  like I said, I wasn't paying too much attention.) and saying how much she charmed Thoreau and Emerson with her intellect.  Because this was the first time they'd met a woman this smart--one who could talk to them like a man.  Nowadays, apparently, there are a lot of really smart women like that, but back in the 19th century, there weren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to give the author the benefit of the doubt and assume she misspoke, but to state the obvious, of COURSE there were plenty of intelligent women in the 19th century.  There just weren't too many of them hanging around Ivy League universities, feeling comfortable enough in their own social standing to risk societal ostracism (with likely dire financial consequences) by engaging in arguments with their male intellectual equals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What pissed me off so much though, is that I think people actually believe what the author said.  I think people actually accept that the reason the vast majority of "Great Books" we read in schools are written by dead, European males is because they were the ones doing all the important thinking of the time.  Maybe &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt; things have changed and women and minorities can be intellectuals, but before, they just. weren't. smart. enough.  And the fact that this obviously intelligent woman had unconsciously internalized this absurd misogynist nonsense has me a little worried.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3154474120489661458-1547352828187035379?l=strongai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/feeds/1547352828187035379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3154474120489661458&amp;postID=1547352828187035379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1547352828187035379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3154474120489661458/posts/default/1547352828187035379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strongai.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-post-ever-maybe-last.html' title='First post ever.  Maybe the last?'/><author><name>sasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474305476920429075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
