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Subversive Subversion

In honor of getting subversion up and running on my website, and in honor of sort-of publishing my first code, I wend ahead and set up websvn. With syntax highlighting! (Thanks to mihasya) So, if you’re ever curious about what I’ve been coding recently you can check out svn.quodlibetor.com and view logs, etc.

And, of course, freedom-loving individual that I am, I would love collaborators (programmers, designers, eventually educators, and of course other kinds of people I haven’t thought of) on any project you can see there.

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My first useful program, ever

2:00am, finals week, what would be a good use of my time? Oh, yeah, how about writing a little bash script to keep my external hard drive from constantly spinning down? Observe:

#!/bin/bash
 
while [ true ]
do
    touch /media/BigEx/.keephdactive
    sleep 4m
done

Wow, right?

Yeah, it’s been kind of bothering me for months, nothing on the internet anywhere had an easy way to do this. And then, after 5-ten minutes of googling in vain all of a sudden I thought to myself: “Hey man, you’re supposed to be a computer scientist, (tbd) can’t you do something about this?” And so, in less time than several failed google searches, I had this.

If you’re on linux and you want to get this running, copy & paste the following into your terminal. It will open up your text editor, inside of which you should change the “BigEx” to the name of your external hard drive. (What it shows up as in the menus and such.) These commands will just put it in your home folder, at the end there’s a command to move it out of there, if you don’t know how.

If you’re in GNOME (eg Ubuntu):
wget http://svn.quodlibetor.com/pubsh/bash/hdactive.sh && gedit hdactive.sh && chmod +rx hdactive.sh

If you’re in KDE (eg Kubuntu, Fedora 9):
wget http://svn.quodlibetor.com/pubsh/bash/hdactive.sh && kate hdactive.sh && chmod +rx hdactive.sh

The only difference between them is a different text editor. (The “&&”s are just ways to join multiple commands together in one line, I did it so that you won’t have to copy/paste 3 times just to get a little hack working :)

Last thing to do then is run it:

./hdactive.sh &

should do it. (The “&” just means “run this process in the background.”)

If you’re in GNOME and you want this file to run every time you start your system, first it’s probably a good idea to put it in your /usr/bin directory:

sudo mv hdactive.sh /usr/bin/

And then you’ll want to add it to your startup session, which is something I don’t know a command for, or how to do it in KDE, so menus time: “System -> Preferences -> Sessions” select “+ add” from the right side, for the name put “HDactive” (or whatever) for the command put “hdactive.sh” (no quotes) and for comment put “oh man quodlibetor’s friggin’ sweet.”

That last part is essential for the proper working of the code :)

OK, it’s now officially been an hour and fifteen minutes since I thought “damn I wish my hard drive would stay on.” On the one hand, that’s way too long, on the other hand, my hard drive has stayed on :)

p.s. I know that there are at least a couple things to do to make this work better (eg accept parameters instead of making people change the code by hand) this works for me, and it’s also damn near my first working bash script ever, so I’ll change it as I have time. I promise that the link will always work though, and if I change it enough that these instructions don’t apply any more I’ll put comments inside it so anybody trying to edit a newer version will see that something’s weird and what to do about it. You can consider it currently licensed under the WTFPL, so do wtf you want to with it :)

[edited a whole bunch of times to get some basic code formatting and syntax highlighting working, since this is my first post with actual code]

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Revolution as Society’s Suicide

I haven’t been publishing for a little while now, mostly because I’m crazy busy with schol but also partly because I just have a bunch of things I really want to finish but don’t. I don’t want to go on to the next ones until I’ve finished something in my backlog, but I basically never finish anything in my backlog. If I don’t post it when I write it, it don’t get done.

That said, here’s something I wrote for my Theory of revolution class, an awesome class that’s taking the question of resolution somewhat more personally than I–or indeed anyone else in the class–expected. It’s decently long (about 3.2 pages single-spaced) and a fairly technical read; it’s a logical argument that I didn’t have enough space to make for a class, which means dry.

That said, the thesis paragraph is pretty awesome and I think worth a read. If you want, there’s a pdf available here. (right-click and save-as to save.)

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A society can be thought of as the gestalt composed of its individual members, their organizations, economic relations, culture, and government. Viewed like this, it can be seen as behaving like a person. In periods of revolution, a society undergoes a psychic break in which its old personality is destroyed and replaced by a new one, the germ of which was in the revolutionary subculture. The revolutionary movement can be seen as a suicidal reaction by a society that no longer knows how to survive in the world.

This view of society as a person while obviously influenced by Plato’s “Republic”, is importantly different in most respects. The three main aspects of society in this view are different: people, social organizations such as companies and government, and technology. Everything in society is made of or made by people, with many of the most important units of society being made both “of” and “by” people. So people are primary, but they also come together to form things that are bigger than their members. Examples of these things are cultures, governments, corporations, and technologies; cultures are made of people but hardly by people, governments are consciously made by people but are also essentially made of people and their aims are at least supposed to be the aims of their members, and corporations are made primarily by people, but while they use people to fulfill the aims of their creators and directors, those aims are not necessarily in line with the people composing the corporation. Technology is produced by individual people, but also by the culture those people live in. It shapes the culture of society by creating its means, but is not truly a social construction and its influence on psychology is limited enough that it will be mostly ignored.

The dynamics of society are thus created by the interplay of differently sized actors, limited by their means. It is trivially apparent that—since no two objects can have exactly the same aims—societies must have a multitude of aims. The most obvious and easily demonstrated is the need for survival, which will be shown to have different meanings and impacts at different levels of culture. However, there is a sense in which every society is only one thing, and in that sense it must have only one aim. Societies therefore are necessarily conflicted, always attempting to resolve their practically innumerable aims into one core aim. In this paper I will attempt to make this view persuasive and useful, first by less briefly describing this view of societies, then by showing how this model necessarily leads to psychic conflict in both the individual members of society and in its gross being, and finally by providing some implications of this model for people and society.

Society behaves like people because it is composed of people. When people come together to do something, the result is an embodiment of their wills and desires. That said, societies are com-posed of more than just the consciously formed organizations of their members, they are composed of their members themselves and their members’ individual and collective cultures. By culture I mean the accepted norms of interpersonal interaction, this consists not only of etiquette but of the roots of etiquette: the shared view of human nature, of the natural order, of the social order and cultural hierarchy, prejudices of all sorts, morality and ethics, etc. Societies must necessarily have an overarching culture, but just as obviously they must be composed of ever-smaller subcultures; for the purposes of this paper the “healthy” individual can be considered the atomic unit of culture, especially since the more different cultures a person has inside of herself the more difficulty she will have in coping with the world. A sane person is a kind of monoculture.

A sane society suffers from multiple personality disorder: it must encourage a multitude of internal cultures. Diversity and conflict are the source of a tremendous amount of cultural growth, both individual and group. Fromm spoke of the divide between our internal culture and various outside cultures as the source of isolation using the language of ties and bonds, I see the source of isolation more as a misalignment of cultures that grows as we develop and learn what distinguishes our culture from others. We are always trying to find a culture to belong, and simultaneously we are trying to make our participatory cultures match our experiential culture. Which is to say—because I have defined culture as primarily the norms of interaction—we are always trying to make the world behave as we think it ought to behave. I think that Fromm’s analysis of society in terms of the “authoritarian” (sadomasochistic) character trying to dominate or submit to the world, and the conformist character just trying to forget herself, loses the important moral and ethical aspects of experience. Avoiding speculation as to where his analysis comes from and acknowledging that he was writing primarily about how the Nazi movement could arise, I think that his analysis misses the fact that many of the ‘oughts’ of politics really are oughts. You don’t have to be an emotionally scarred wreck to want to impose your norms on the world, although it helps. To a certain degree everybody wants to shape the world in their image because, inasmuch as they have thought about it, everybody thinks that they’re right and that their culture is the best culture. Certainly the scar-red individual can have a terrifying culture, and can be monomaniacal about making the world participate in it. And also, by the very fact that the world does not perfectly match the individual’s culture it can be seen that living in culture is necessarily damaging, however this does not mean that Fromm’s analysis is correct. His is too relativistic, his reasons for action never include right and wrong, they are always isolation and fulfillment; it is the traditional Freudian trap of thinking of man as nothing more than a collection of desires and stifled desires, ignoring worldview, or in the language of this paper: culture.

Another aspect of this participation in multiple cultures is the rate of change of each. The fundamental dilemma can be seen in the individual: she has both desires and culture, and it is unlikely that they match all the time. So she must either curb her desires or change her culture, either of which could be the correct response. The easy response comes when the desire is obviously bad, e.g. murder. Contrarily, a reanalysis of culture on an individual level has varying levels of painfulness associated with it: from realizing that stealing to feed a starving family isn’t all that bad when it’s your family that’s starving, (not so difficult) to realizing that homosexuality isn’t all that bad when you’re a fundamentalist Christian whose son just came out. (Pretty difficult) No matter how difficult individual cultural change is, however, mass change is orders of magnitude more difficult. The example of the several hundred year old liberal movement’s lack of penetration into such huge swathes of the overall world population is probably enough to make that point. However, people must live in larger, participatory, cultures. And so, as individuals interact with the world their cultures change, but the worldly experience of the cultures they participate in are mediated by their members. In this case mediated also means dampened: it is hard to convey the experiential reality of a starving family to a culture of several tens, hundreds, or thousands of people. While the larger culture is affected by its members’ experiences, with increasing numbers comes decreasing impact. While it is hard to draw any firm conclusions without actually studying these kinds of things, I would hypothesize that informal cultures as are being discussed tend to move at the speed of the lowest common denominator of the most people. The least experience of the majority. So they move fairly slowly, and yet people do need to belong to something bigger than themselves so they will have members with a wide spectrum of experience. This also means that as a culture must be less neurotic than some of its members, it must also place an upper bound on the potential progress of the individual. Socrates was killed by the most enlightened culture of his day. And so it seems as though even small cultures of several people must be neurotic, neurotic in the sense of the overall culture trying to hold on to an obsolete understanding of reality. Also neurotic against the trend of a healthy culture to have multiple personalities.

The immediately obvious solution to informal neurotic cultures is to formally create cultures to counter the neurosis, by this I mean governments and similar humanitarian organizations. This only makes sense for the enlightenment that actually have first principles that they were founded upon. However, the formal attempt to mold cultures and society must be part of an overall culture and so cannot fully escape inherent cultural drag, the upper bound imposed by society. But that is not seen as a problem by the culture, since it is the culture’s drag that is slowing down the progress of culture, etc. In addition, the fact that a government is the product of any culture means that it must inherit the neuroses of that culture, invisible as they may be to people used to living under its obscuring influence. What’s worse, while the best justification of government is to encourage the flourishing of its charges, it must still accomplish this with the curtailment of certain rights and the conscious modification of culture, and so whatever neuroses are built into the new government will be built into an organization designed to shape culture. Even with the best intentions, a government must eventually become a neurotic force in society.

Societal neuroses are similar to classical psychological neuroses. They are a reaction to mutually incompatible but simultaneously held beliefs, they result in anxiety and sometimes psychosis, and they give rise to phobias and incongruous defense behaviors. In short, a neurotic society does not act like itself. The societal neuroses come from all gradations of culture, or rather as described previously, from the interactions of different societal subcultures with varying rates of change. A subculture here still meaning either a group’s or an individual’s subculture. We can take the psychological formation of a revolutionary subculture as a hypothetical example to make these concepts concrete.

The culture of revolution exists everywhere that a subculture’s norms are do not work to the continuation of society as it is. Thus, an attitude of “abortion is OK” is revolutionary in certain religious societies, “theft is OK” is revolutionary in capitalist societies, “disobeying the police is OK” is revolutionary in governmental societies, and “murder is OK” is revolutionary in most human societies, etc. Hopefully these examples make it clear that revolutionary culture is not intrinsically good or bad, merely that it will cause the larger society to react with hostility and self-defense. However, hopefully they will also make it clear that these cultural attitudes can have no effect unless they are adopted by subcultures. If that claim is accepted in combination with the claim that cultures are always and exclusively composed of their subcultures, then it becomes clear that a revolutionary subculture necessarily implies a macroculture that is trying to destroy itself. This makes revolution a suicidal desire for every culture participating. Subcultures are not just trying to destroy the evils that they see in the world, the are trying to destroy the evils that they see the society has forced into them and theirs. If the revolutionary culture is suicidal, then what about the counter-revolutionary culture? Since the revolution is a subculture—wholly part of the larger societal culture—the society’s reaction against it is also suicidal, although not in the same way. If the revolution is a struggle for dominance, for the creation of a new culture by the destruction of the old, the society’s defense is a neurotic suicide: an attempt to stay comfortable and hang on to the old and avoid expanding into new, scary and isolating territory. Stifling a revolution is the killing off of the potential of a subculture, and by that the whole culture, to fully grow into itself.

This is all easy to say with regards to a positive revolution, but what about one that is negative, such as one that is in favor of murder, or xenophobia, or otherwise seem to contradict the language of flourishing. Or neurotic revolutions that are themselves reactions against the flourishing of the larger culture? It is still easy to talk in the same language without convolution, the psychological roles are merely reversed. The neurotic reaction is now smaller than the overall society, but it is still a suicide reaction against the evils that it perceives in the world and is spawned by a desire to limit the world. And the larger societal culture in this case is taking the role of the revolutionary culture in the previous revolution example, that of killing the more neurotic part of itself. The defense against the regressive revolution is still a neurotic reaction that can cause the larger culture to behave in ways with which it does not identify.

There is an observation that can be made here about the relationship between neuroses, individuals and culture. Since culture, and more interestingly cultural organizations, are made by people there is a real sense in which they must inherit the neuroses of the people forming them. As mentioned earlier, governments are formal cultures, cultural constructs really, that are designed to shape the overall culture for an indefinite period of time. Perhaps, being consciously constructed and much more easily observable than the informal cultures that make up most society, they can overcome to a certain degree the irrationality of human experience. However it seems almost impossible that they could overcome all of them if for no other reason than that they must still have a drive for self-preservation if they are to be meaningfully long-lasting, and this very drive is the source of many neuroses and when part of a larger society serves to magnify the individual prejudices of its member cultures.

Talking about revolution in terms of dynamic psychological reactions of the member cultures of society seems to provide a useful model for understanding the fears and pains involved in the process of revolution, and explains why revolutionary cultures and societies containing revolutionary cultures both act in ways that go completely against their principles and self-image. In fact it predicts that in all revolutions both sides will behave against their principles. More than just providing a useful language to talk about revolution, it appears the the language of neurosis also provides criteria for evaluating the values of a revolution.

A youtube comment about man as a social construction

I recently wrote this in response to a comment on this video. What do i get myself into:

Sure Hamblettamaud,

postmodernism introduced this idea of a person as a “social construction,” all those other words and phrases are basically ways of saying the same thing. (Philosophers would shoot me for saying that.) Before the postmodern period–in the modern period, from about 1600 to about 1900–the philosophical view of man included the idea of a fundamental “human nature.” Most people still talk like they believe in human nature, or at least they still use the phrase, but really we don’t mean it in the same way as it used to be meant. It’s no longer absolute. And that’s because…

Postmodernism created the “man as a product of his environment.” The woman created by society. The self as a social construction. It was a shift away from the old Aristotelian and Christian views of the soul and the individual as entities that exist wholly formed before they interacted with the world. And even though it’s almost taken for granted now, this was a huge philosophical and scientific dogfight for over a century.

The primary difference is that before postmodernism if you were “good” then no matter how many violent movies/videogames/songs you absorbed, they would have no effect on you. Now people say that a person’s character is shaped by the parts of society that they are exposed to. The whole argument about Marilyn Manson (or whoever’s fashionable nowadays) making people kill people wouldn’t even have made sense 150 years ago.

p.s. I realize that this response is kind of all over the place and not very informative, but hopefully it shows you that these guys are saying things that make sense to people who are willing to throw away years of their lives trying to understand it, and that they’re not just blowing smoke to sound impressive. And also, just to preempt a common criticism, the reason that the language used by philosophers is so incomprehensible is because of how dense it is packed with information. Could you imagine how slow conversations would go if we had to say all those paragraphs that I just said, just to talk about a thing?

2 Books and 1 Short Collection in Review

Recently read an omnibus (pluribus?) edition of Richard Brautigan’s “Revenge of the lawn”, “The Abortion: An historical Romance”, and “So the wind won’t blow it all away”. And,  since I have not been publishing for awhile, and since I have reasonably strong opinions on these books, I felt that I would write about them and my opinions. Sort of like a review, but more like an in review.

And that (and this) right there (here) is one of the things I (like)d about this guy.  He has, in terms of sentences, a real knack for ignoring the rules of common decency and just saying the thing that gets his point across. A mixing of tense and form to create a syntactic emotion. He writes innocent, like a five-year-old, with too much enthusiasm and too-bright descriptions. But the sensation that I get from it, and the reason that I like it so much I think, is one of warmth and affection, instead of what I would expect from my description: uncomfortable style and affectation.

First thing in this book, direction wise: “Revenge of the Lawn”: a collection of (extremely) short pseudo-fiction.  Actually, I’m not sure that that’s true. I have no idea how much of these stories are true and how much of them are just pleasant little descriptions of events that he witnessed or remembered. Frankly, I don’t care. They’re pleasant, or upsetting, whichever they were intended as, but not much more. This is starting to sound too much like a review.

So. “The Abortion.” This is, I think, what every man (the occasional man) dreams of as the perfect romance. A man, understanding his part of the world the best that any man could possibly understand it, meets a(n overwhelmingly) beautiful girl and is the only one to understand her beauty correctly. The thing is, “understand” is my particular interpretation. It’s probably the wrong word for you. This novel is a picture of various ways of fitting in the world, and it’s a superb dream of satisfaction and normality.

“So The Wind Won’t Blow it All Away” so that you understand where I’m coming from: the past is simultaneously immutable and already destroyed. It is exactly where you put it and it is exactly what you remember, and except that your memories are what you remember them to be and the past is only sometimes what you want it to be. A reconstruction of a winter afternoon in a summer afternoon previous.

The Bible Explicitly Forbids Christmas Trees

This is a thing I did not know:

Jeremiah 10:2-4

Courtesy of Russell’s Teapot’s Know Your Bible series. Great stuff, eminently quotable.

And, just in case you were wondering. No, they don’t lie: that is what the bible says.

Impossible Massage

He kneels above her back with sweat beading on his elbows and knots in his palms. Silhouettes in a well-lit room, the world flickers and whirls around them. Conversation goes as it does, in ebbs and flows of insight and sympathy. Touching on deep muscles and cold winters, past and memories and not those things as well.

There is a knot on her left shoulder.  It reminds him of that time at the beach. A short sunset, waves forever, sand in sandwiches. The sand-castle builders had been out, there must have been a contest because there were so many and they were so big. And some of them had people inside. Always happy people; some with feathers and wings, others with scales and fins, smiling and waving or laying. And there had been that volcano, it was huge with rivers of sand-lava and forests of sand-trees and cracks of sand-destruction. And the real wind had been at it. And the forests were collapsing in on themselves. And the rivers of lava were shallow and ignoble. And after minutes of scrambling she had climbed it. The sun had just gone down for him, so he imagined that she could have seen it had she turned around. She looked at him and smiled at him, and he smiled at all the smiling sand-faces and the ruined sand-trees, at her footsteps ruining the volcano, and at her butt that he thought was enjoying its own sunset. He was smiling at her and at her sand-future, thinking of the ways they were, together. He let out a laugh and ran towards the volcano, jumped the moat of mud-lava, crushed the town at the base, tore through the forests and the trees and the rivers of molten rock. Tore up the earth in his rush to get to her while the volcano grew active again and pushed up tons of rock and grew with greater speed and furor the more he rushed. And he couldn’t get closer no matter how he tried, but he couldn’t give up and he knew that he would never stop and the moment was over and he reached her in his embrace and the volcano was dead again. But he knew that the sand and cold of sunset was an illusion and that he would never reach her, that she would be dancing while the earth carried her away and the wind ate her and time turned her into birds and fish, giving her all their trappings. He could see that her eyes were already scaled over, and that the magic of the light bouncing out of them was really the reflection from the reptilian patina blocking her sight. But she wore it well. And they collapsed together laughing, her left shoulder tucked in his right armpit, her head on his chest, knees intertwined. And they watched the clouds being ruined by the wind.

There is a knot on her left shoulder. It has been hurting her for days, only she didn’t know. He gets to it; she sighs. Her mind is all blackness and warmth.

Don’t query me with those querying eyes

She said “You live your life too much like a bad movie”

She said “You don’t know what love is”

She said “You try too hard”

She said.

I said “Life is what love is, and what’s the point if you don’t try?”

I come back to her again, after years of silence. You get lost in the moment. You don’t understand yourself. You don’t care. I say things over and over again, in different ways. I get back moans of displaced experience, signs of her indifferent ways. Where am I supposed to go with this, I ask her in earnest. But, it’s no good, her eyes are glazed over again. She’s lost in movies and pills, and she would call them films as I look upon her in some shakespearean sense. Seeing what’s good and beautiful in a life ravaged by living. Probably more a life torn by lack of tears; her, needing something stronger to make the years of apathy and coma worthwhile.

I  found the meaning of life, I tell her. She smiles lasciviously. No, I’m serious. She continues. Well, you’ve just got to care about people and try hard. Take god out of the picture, get rid of the super-noumenal, the non-phenomenal, and everything’s so simple. The big questions get a lot smaller. We’ve spent five thousand years blowing everything out of proportion, cycling in upon ourselves, and thinking that our thoughts were real. Maybe closer to a hundred thousand. But now, like waking from a dream, like a swift kick to the balls, like finally looking in the mirror, we’re starting to understand all the amazing things: who we are, where we are, why we are. And it’s beautiful like the rainbows in oil-slicked puddles, and it’s beautiful like last night.

People talk about the end of music, the end of history, the end of people and the end of everything. And lie there and smile at the ceiling and I’ll just keep talking. This first literate culture is making us cave in on ourselves, we’re starting to see how short our range and how fat our fingers and how big the big red button that marks the end of the world. The human ear can only hear so many tones, the mind make sense of so many beats per minute, and eventually we’ll run out of ways to say things. And all the best ways will have been said. But then, also, we’ve only got so much soul, and so many ways to put emotions together. And eventually all of these will have been done. And if it weren’t for writing this would not ever have become an issue. If not for Gutenberg we would still be living every day as though the thoughts we are having are somehow unique, specially unique. And of course, you know me, I am a strong believer in uniqueness among us. But eventually everything worthwhile will have been said. Will have been said better and truer. And frankly I don’t think that we’re that far off. And will that make us better or worse? And what will be the point then?

Right now it’s easy: nothing is perfect. Be nice to people and work hard at what you love and everything will turn out great. But I’m scared of a perfect future. And I’m not satisfied by the equilibrium-breaking of the second law. I don’t trust it to work forever. Hopefully I guess we will be constrained by other physical fundamentals and we will always have something to work towards. Some new beauty. Some new revelation.

And that’s all anything is, isn’t it? Revelations in sequence. What is art without revelation? Expression and innovation are just petty words for revelation. . .

News from cognitive research: People don’t need god to be good.

So there’s this post over at Cognitive Daily, a post which i would have titled something more like how i titled this post.  But that’s OK, they’re cognitive psychologists not marketers. God knows we need more people like them. I’m going to give a brief  summary of what they’re reporting on before i get to what i got out of it, but really you should go read it, it’s fascinating.

Very, very short version of it though: experimenters decide to check if being primed–having an idea stuck in their brain without the experimentees  realizing it–with a god concept before being given $10 and told that they could leave however much they wanted behind for a second volunteer, would make people leave more money behind. It’s called the dictator game. Anyway, here’s the graph:

graph showing 'god's effect

 Holy crap but thinking about god makes people halfway decent!

Yeah, so you know from the title of this post that that’s not the whole story. Maybe that’s why they titled their report the way they did. (Although i’d still go for provocative over suspenseful  any day of the week.) The researchers then went ahead and said “well, we don’t know if that was just god or our test population (college students) or what” so they did it again. This time with a broader population and priming people not only with supernatural concepts, but also with ideas like “civic,” “contract,” etc. Here’s the graph:

graph showing god isn’t so much better.

Wow, huh? Purely materialistic ideas have a completely equivalent effect to otherworldly ideas, subconsciously. Not atheists–and they did ask about religious belief, see the CogDaily article for details–rationalizing some sort of ad hoc “we’re moral too” stuff. Nope: everybody was affected the same by the secular prime. And, perhaps not surprisingly the atheists were not affected by the god prime.

Now, that’s not surprising, but it is very significant.  Because that says that god is less effective than secular ideas. A higher percentage of people were affected by the  secular ideas than by the god ones. Add to this the fact that christians wish evil onto muslims, and that muslims do evil unto christians, and that everybody just likes beating on the jews, And this adds a new twist to the old “argument” between religious morality and secular morality: not only does a secular morality not demand violence be perpetrated against people merely because of their beliefs, it also makes more people good people.

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No one’s ever said that before?!?!

A common theme in living life is the slow, dawning realization that there are 6.6 billion other people out there, and that we are almost exactly alike. It’s hard to look at humanity and see yourself as something better than an ant, never mind being the best at something. And yet, everybody thinks they’re special. And also, we all think we’re special. That special little ant that, well, you know the song. Everyone the same in our uniqueness and all that. I believe that it’s to a large extent an illusion.

Look at sentences. Some time ago the writer of dinosaur comics wrote something pretty weird that, out of some perverse curiousity or just regular curiousity, he proceeded to google. And no i don’t remember what it was. But he was surprised that nobody had ever said it before, or at least google didn’t know about anybody ever having said it before. It struck me that this didn’t seem nearly as odd as he thought it was. That i say things all the time that, even if the basic concepts are very similar if not identical to what other people have said, are unique in their phrasing. And you do too, i’m pretty sure. And i spent a while preparing this post, trying to figure out an equation that shows how huge a number it is that is the number of possible sentences. (Ha! Try googling that.)

Turns out that, as part of an artistic collaboration between Edge.org and the Serpentine Gallery in London, Steven Pinker did it for me. I highly recommend taking a look at that picture, it’s worth about one hundred quintillion words. The art exhibit is named “Formulae for the 21st Century” and it’s both fantastic and a fantastic illustration of the point i’m trying to make. I highly recommend taking a look around the exhibit, (scroll down) or maybe following this guide from Sean Carroll at Cosmic Variance, one of the contributors. It’s got contributions from all over the spectrum, from life scientists to musicians. But i digress.

Pinker came to the conclusion that there are approximately one hundred quintillion (1020) possible sentences that we can utter or understand. That’s a lot. That is so many sentences. Let’s think about it for a second: we talk at about, let’s say 4 syllables per second is accurate enough for the scale we’re talking about. One second for every two words is fair. An average spoken sentence in Pinker’s estimation is 10 words, so 5 seconds. So Speaking really fast without pause, we get about 12 sentences per minute. So 720 sentences per hour. So 17280 words per 24 hour day. So 6,307,200 sentences per year. At that rate it would still take 1.5×1013 years for someone to run out of new ways of saying things. That’s 15,000,000,000,000 years. That’s fifteen trillion years. That’s more than one thousand times longer than the universe has existed years. And, as Steve (i wonder if he signed the petition?) points out, the number of possibly utterable sentences roughly corresponds to the number of possibly thinkable thoughts. Actually, that’s not even close to true, and it’s not what he says. The equation is roughly similar, but it’s an exponential equation, and people have a notoriously limited speaking vocabulary when compared even to their written.

When you think about all the concepts that you have available to you, concepts that are variously grounded in memory and imagination, how so many of your concepts are so ripe for being recombined with with others to form new and interesting thoughts. How every thought you have is new and increases your store of concepts, even if just a little. How your thoughts are composed of innumerable concepts and permutations. It starts to become apparent that that number doesn’t even approach the number of thoughts a person is capable of. And while there are an almost unimaginable number of possible thoughts that even one person is capable of having, when you think about how complex is the structure we call ‘I’ at the center of it, made up of so many thoughts of ourselves, understandings of the world, pieces of knowledge, attitudes and etc. and etc. et. et. and!

We are the generalizing species, it’s one of our greatest skills. The ability to see a group of things and immediately notice what they have in common. Oh, but how they love their britney spears. Oh, how we look down on them. They They They. Aside from how irritating it is that it is the negative things that we notice when we notice generalities in ourselves and others, that people most often bring up our similarities in some kind of despair at the swarming nature of the masses instead of how far and fast we’ve come. Aside from that, it’s an illusion brought on by our natural tendency to generalize. There are so many different possible ways for each of us to be that the fact that any of us have anything in common is a fucking miracle. It is only the fact that people don’t strive for greatness and don’t pay attention to those that their closest to that we can harbor this illusion of uniformity. Think about the possible combinations and permutations two people can get up to. So just go out and love somebody is the point.

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