The raving, foaming-at-the-mouth, ideologically-driven Conservatives, having all but ruined the state education system, virtually rendered social housing impotent, all but made access to lawyers impossible for everyone except the rich, gone back on their environmental commitments, gerrymandering the electoral constituencies (in their favour), ridden roughshod over the House of Lords, sent sick and dying people to work for large, rich corporations for free, are now about to eviscerate the National Health Service.
Stewart Lee has a very insightful column in the Guardian.
He gets in the Noam Chomsky one, "Defund, make sure things don’t work, people get angry, you hand it over to private capital.
Why should money be used to do good for people? Money should only ever be used to make more money!
If the sick needed treating, the Market would see to their treatment. This is just the Market's way of ridding decent, honest, hard-working people of the dead wood who are just holding us back!
Is that clear?
Give him a blast. Make that hair fly.
I received a strange note, made of cut up magazines pasted to paper and slipped under my door. It read “Your muse has been kidnapped. If you want her back, meet under the Facebook Street Bridge after dark. Bring your wallet, passport, and an umbrella.”
Crap, my muse was gone? I looked, and sure enough it was missing. It's really important to me, so I got my passport, made sure my wallet was in my pocket, and took an umbrella, even though the weatherman said there was no chance of rain. I went to the bridge around sunset and waited.
The weatherman was wrong. As I waited under the bridge it started pouring. A little after dark a black limousine pulled up, and the rear door opened. “Get in,” a woman's voice said. I did.
A mean looking short haired blonde in the front passenger seat was pointing a very large black handgun at me. “You're not Neo,” the skinny dark haired girl in the back said accusingly.
“Me?” I replied, scared to death. Or scared of death, maybe. “No, I'm mcgrew, I don't know any Neo. I'm missing some property and someone said to wait under this bridge and I could get it back.”
“Oh,” said the blonde, putting the gun away. “Morpheus said to give you this,” and handed my muse to me!
I put my muse in my jacket and started to open the door. The blonde had her gun out again. “Fifty bucks, asshole!”
I gave her two twenties and a ten. “Why was I told to bring a passport?” I asked. The dark haired skinny girl laughed. “Morpheous was just fucking with you. Now get out!”
I still can't figure out what that was all about...
So, looks like the 16.02 site upgrade is mostly going to be a features upgrade rather than a bugfix upgrade, though there's some of that as well. There's one thing going in that there's an outside chance may annoy some people though: the new mobile layout. To be very clear on this, the mobile layout will be served to anyone with a horizontal screen (not browser window) resolution of 800 pixels or less. The only way you'll see it on your desktop is if you're still running 800x600 or lower resolution, in which case you really should get with the whole 21st century technology thing.
We're going to be doing the site upgrade the first weekend of February but if you want to give it a look early head over to https://dev.soylentnews.org/ and have a look around. Bear in mind we ain't foisting beta code on you lot with this, we're foisting pre-alpha code that took all of maybe half an hour to do up on you. This is not what the finished product will look like, it's just something to make life easier on mobile users while we write up something that doesn't suck. If it sucks too hard and you all bitch that you want the old layout back though, it's a matter of minutes to fix and revert until we have something worth calling a proper mobile interface.
Let me know what you think here.
This topic has, perhaps, been discussed ad infinitum, ad nauseam. But I won't let that stop me. :)
I do understand that online forums aren't going to bastions of quality argument and rhetoric, especially given the temptation to go all GIFT when folks can be anonymous (or even pseudonymous). I've been guilty of that myself, from time to time.
One of the positives I've seen with Soylent (as compared with other places) is that, as a group, we tend to reward (via positive moderation) those who provide cogent, clear arguments and back them up with data to support those arguments.
AFAICT, there are a variety of motivations for submitting stories and posting comments:
An interest in discussing the topic;
An opportunity to promote their personal political bent/beliefs;
An opportunity to say things one wouldn't say in a meat-space conversation;
An opportunity to share one's sense of humor (such as it might be);
An excuse to troll (in the classical sense);
and many other motivations as well.
My focus is on the first two motivations I list. Making rational, fact-based arguments to support (or elucidate) a point of view often makes for interesting discussions which can illuminate a topic and create a positive environment for exploring a particular subject.
What's more, I suspect that expanding the pool of those who express arguments clearly and cogently could reduce the level of personal attacks and nastiness, at least among those who actually wish to engage with others.
One of the issues I've noticed with those engaged in this sort of discussion are arguments which rely upon faulty data, irrational arguments, unclear prose and poor rhetorical style.
Often, moderation causes the best arguments to rise to the top, which can elevate the discussion considerably. However, that can minimize the voices of those with useful and/or interesting things to say simply because they lack the skills to express those things effectively.
I wonder if a section on the site which contains articles, book references, discussions and other resources can help those with poor logic, writing and/or rhetorical skills to up their game?
It seems to me that while we likely wouldn't create any new Pulitzer Prize winners, we may be able to encourage those with a sincere desire to engage others in more cogent, coherent fashion.
I'm all for freewheeling discussion and am certainly not above poking fun at just about anything. At the same time, I believe it might enhance the level of discourse here by helping people to be better writers.
Am I just pissing in the wind here, or does any of this make sense to the rest of you Soylentils?
This has been an exciting time for us, and not just the scientists, everyone on board is really excited. Even me, and you know me, nothing gets me excited. We found another stellar system harboring life in this galaxy, and this one is really, really weird. It’s unbelievably, unimaginably weird. It may be the weirdest planet in the universe.
Yes, we’ve already found fifty three living worlds in this galaxy, and that in itself is pretty exciting, since we’ve only found seventy eight planets with life on them in our own galaxy in all the time we’ve been exploring it, and here we’ve found fifty three on our first expedition to this galaxy on our first visit here. But this weird world...
Like our galaxy, most of the planets and moons with life have only microbial life. We (well, the scientists, but they know what they’re talking about) are certain that at least one of the many species on the planet is a tool-using species that has even constructed space vessels. We’ve never run across anything close to being like that, ever, in all the time our species has been exploring space.
I feel really honored to be the pilot of the first intergalactic vessel, even though we’re visiting G2, the closest galaxy to our own. They’re so close the two galaxies will eventually start to merge within our great grandchildren’s lifetimes. But still, I’m the first one to pilot a craft out of the galaxy and into another one.
The really weird planet we found was the third planet from CXG-947. Okay, G2-CXG-947, but when I say CXG-947 you can assume the G2. Actually, you can assume all of them are G2 because that’s where we were and all the stars are G2, just like our galaxy is G1.
Its surface is mostly dihydrogen monoxide like our planet, and unlike ours its atmosphere is mostly nitrogen. Most of the biologists were absolutely certain that life was impossible there, since there is so little free oxygen and carbon dioxide, but there it was. And not only life, but an incredible diversity of life, far more diverse than we’ve seen in any other life-bearing planet, in that galaxy or our own.
Ironically, the biologists weren’t interested in the CXG-947 stellar system at all at first, as I said. They thought none of the planets’ atmospheres or other environmental variables were fit for life.
The first planet from CXG-947 was small, hot, had no atmosphere, and one hemisphere always faced the star. The second had an atmosphere that was almost all carbon dioxide, and as a result was way too hot for life, as close as it was to the star. It would have been a perfect candidate for life if its orbit and the fourth planet’s orbits were switched. The third had all that nitrogen, the fourth with almost no atmosphere at all, and all the other bodies were either too large or too small as well as being too far from the star.
It was the physicists who became interested in this star system first. They became curious when there was a short period where there were a number of flashes on XGC-947-3’s surface that emitted radiation in a very wide spectrum, as if a miniature star had appeared and died on the planet’s surface in an instant. This all happened on the planet’s northern hemisphere thousands of times within a short ten lokfars, then stopped.
They wouldn’t have even seen it were it not for luck. We were passing between XGC-947 and XGC-948 on our way to ODX-102 when the flashes went off. We were really close, and they wouldn’t have seen them if we weren’t. It was only by accident that we found this strange place.
More study revealed that the flashes were only semi-natural, that one of the planet’s species had actually engineered them. They were the result of uncontrolled fission and fusion reactions on the planet’s surface. The scientists have no idea why they did it, perhaps to test a scientific theory, or testing a means of harnessing those reactions’ power and an accident happened, over and over. But they can only guess, and tell me they don’t really know.
Life on this planet was unlike anything the biologists had imagined, starting with being able to live in all that nitrogen. Yes, nitrogen Is inert, and that’s the problem. Life needs oxygen or some other such highly reactive nonmetallic element, even if it’s bound in a molecule like carbon dioxide, and so far oxygen and carbon dioxide were the only such gasses on planets that had anything actually living on them. However, the biologists tell me that perhaps there’s a planet with an atmosphere of chlorine or some other highly reactive gas bearing life that we have yet to find. I’m only the pilot so I don’t fully understand it like the biologists and chemists do, but that’s what they told me.
Unlike any other life-bearing planet we’ve found, in our own galaxy or this one, some of its species are bipedal. Most of the bipedal animals the biologists studied were avian, but the intelligent species is also bipedal. I have no idea how anything could walk on only two legs, and the biologists are especially excited about it. Just try walking on two legs, it’s impossible. Heck, just try standing on two legs without holding on to something! That would be worthy of a circus sideshow. It makes me chuckle just thinking about it.
But what fascinated the biologists the most was that none of the species were omnisexual. In every other planet we’ve seen all species are, and any member of any species can impregnate any other member of the species, including herself. These strange animals only had one set of genitals each. Yes, it happens. Even in our own species there’s an occasional child born with only one set of genitals, or worse and more rare two genitals of the same kind. But a planet where none of any of its animals have more than one set of genitals is unbelievably weird.
They’re still trying to figure out how the intelligent species communicates, since so very few of the species there are bioluminescent, and the intelligent species isn’t. The leading theory is some sort of telepathy. This theory seems to hold up because the physicists have detected minute amounts of electromagnetic radiation that seems to be mechanically produced transmitted in certain patterns. They’re still trying to decipher the patterns, but so far haven’t had any luck doing so.
Also, many species had strange projections from their... what the biologists call “heads”. They think these projections, which biologists call “ears” have something to do with their telepathy. Still others suggest that a projection they’ve named a “nose” may have something to do with it.
Others have suggested that perhaps they are bioluminescent, only in a part of the spectrum we can’t see. There are some species on that weird place that change color, and perhaps a tiny change of color is how the intelligent animals communicate.
The biologists wanted to land and do some up-close observations, but I vetoed that at once. The planet is simply too dangerous. There are violent animals, even the intelligent species, which sometimes cause huge explosions, and there are very often really nastily violent natural occurrences, such as high energy sparks hitting the ground from giant clouds of charged dihydrogen monoxide vapors, volcanoes, tornadoes, ground-quakes, tsunamis, and perhaps even scarier, more perilous things we hadn’t yet witnessed. It’s a very dangerous world, far too dangerous to land on. I had to explain to the biologists that landing there would be way outside the rule book, and if they kept pestering me I’d have to report them.
When the mini-stars were flashing on the planet’s surface, the physicists sent a drone down for closer investigation, and it crashed. Those things never crash! And these mad scientists wanted to go down there? If they want to land they’re going to have to find a crazier pilot than me.
There’s so much to learn about this amazing planet. The biologists are especially excited. They keep eschewing the violence, saying we would be inedible to any life form there, but that’s not enough for me. Not after that drone. And I wondered what “inedible” meant, but I didn’t ask.
But we did fly really low sometimes. A few times, some machines tried to chase us. One seemed to shoot a rocket at us, but the rocket was really slow compared to us. That was another reason I refused to land, we simply didn’t understand these creatures. The intelligent species had sent objects into the planet’s orbit, and I kept our distance from those, too.
The biologists finally convinced me to allow a couple of drones to pick up a few species of one of the planet’s life forms for study, all quadrupeds because the bipedal species were just too weird, and the hexapedals and octopeds were too small to handle easily or to study in any detail.
My veto of bringing up bipeds really upset the biologists, because they wanted to study these strange species badly. Strange? Lorg, they’re downright weird. This whole gorflak planet is weird. Even the quadrupeds are weird; none of the quadrupeds have actimar limbs, although a few species sometimes use locomotive limbs for what animals on our planet would use actimars for, like picking stuff up. The intelligent bipeds and a few other species of bipeds do seem to have some sort of actimars, although they’re nothing like any life on our planet’s actimars.
A few weird species that seem to be related to, or at least similar to the intelligent species that live in large stationary life forms don’t seem to have locomotive limbs at all, but four of those weird actimars that they use for locomotion. Great Gargoth, but the animals on that planet are unimaginably weird.
The biologists think that since they can live in all that nitrogen, maybe something can live in the liquid dihydrogen monoxide. I don’t know, I’m no biologist but that makes absolutely no sense to me. How could anything breathe underwater? It’s a crazy notion, if you ask me.
It seems that half or more of all of the species on the planet live by consuming other species. What horror! And what’s even weirder and more disgusting than that, some species propagate their young by having some of their parts actually consumed by other species of organism, who excrete the young elsewhere. There are species living inside other species. This planet is beyond imagination weird. It gives a whole new meaning to the word “alien”.
The periculumologists, who study security, said that the obviously sentient species should be exterminated, and perhaps other similar, semi-bipedal species that had actimars as well. They moved so quickly and seemed to advance their technology so rapidly that sooner or later they could reach our galaxy and would be a great threat to us.
The biologists nixed that idea, saying they posed no threat at all.
First, our planet is five times as massive as that one, and they could never land on our planet, or withstand the acceleration necessary for intergalactic travel in the first place. But more important was the seemingly short life span of the mobile species. They would never leave their galaxy and could pose no threat, violent as they were. They simply don’t live long enough to ever reach us, even if they could stand the acceleration.
There were a few species that lived almost as long as your pet gorflag, and you know those don’t live long, ten iglaps if you’re lucky, but some stationary species that grew very large lived that long and are still alive. But no other species there comes close.
ODX-102 was supposed to be our last stop before returning, but they canceled that so they could study the wierdo planet more. I’m sure when the next expedition comes to G2 they’ll be back to this crazy place. The other planets are similar to our galaxy’s, but this crazy place was nothing like anything anyone had ever imagined.
Excitingly interesting as this weird planet is, I’m anxious to get home. It was a very long trip here and the trip back will probably seem even longer than it is. We leave in a single lokfar, and I should be home in about fifteen iglaps.
I don’t know why I’m writing this, the messenger drone will only get there an iglap or two before I do, but I’m excited to be on this mission and I miss you all.
I managed to get a souvenir from the planet’s satellite, which the sentient species visited a few times and apparently gave up on. The souvenir is about as weird as that whole planet.
Well, I have to start preparations for the journey back. I’ll see you when I get there!
The Guardian reports that the Royal Bank of Scotland has advised its clients to:
“Sell everything except high quality bonds. This is about return of capital, not return on capital. In a crowded hall, exit doors are small.”
There is a warning that the current situation is strongly reminiscent of 2008 just before the collapse of Lehman Brothers.
In another report, there are more prophecies of doom.
What's going on?
It's that time of year again. The time of year when everyone and their dog waxes nostalgic about all the shit nobody cares about from the year past, and stupidly predicts the next year in the grim knowledge that when the next New Year comes along nobody will remember that the dumbass predicted a bunch of foolish shit that turned out to be complete and utter balderdash. I might as well, too. Just like I did last year (yes, a lot of this was pasted from last year's final chapter).
Some of these links go to S/N since they don't have slashdot's patented text mangler. Stories and articles meant to ultimately be published in a printed book have smart quotes, and slashdot isn't smart enough for smart quotes.
As usual, first: the yearly index:
Journals:
the Paxil Diaries
2007
2008
2009
2010
2011
2012
2013
2014
2015 articles:
Where's my damned tablet? (somehow didn't post this one to soylent)
Are printed books' days numbered?
A suggestion to mobile browser makers and the W3C
Futurists...
"My God! It's full of fail!" -David Bowman
Where's my fridge??
1950s TV
Sci-Fi:
Nobots
Mars, Ho!
Yesterday's Tomorrows
Dumb Tourist!
Amnesia
Stealth
Voyage to Earth
Plutus' Revenge
Note: Soylent is changing URLs of Mars, Ho! and Yesterday's Tomorrows so that they lead to a 404
There are six more stories finished and one started, but I'm giving the magazines first crack at them. They are:
Dewey's War
The Exhibit
Sentience
Martian Murder
Cornodium
Weird Planet
The Prisoner
Last years' stupid predictions:
I got one wrong; Random Scribblings didn't come out. I could have published it this year, but since the subtitle is "Junk I've Littered the Internet With for Two Decades" I decided to add this years scribblings and a little of next year's to it.
This year's predictions: same as last year's. I'm not going to predict publication of Voyage to Earth and Other Stories because chances are it won't be done. As I write this the stories finished so far make up 36,000 words, which is halfway there at least. But I will predict:
Someone will die. Not necessarily anybody I know...
SETI will find no sign of intelligent life. Not even on Earth.
The Pirate Party won't make inroads in the US. I hope I'm wrong about that one.
US politicians will continue to be wholly owned by the corporations.
I'll still be a nerd.
You'll still be a nerd.
technophobic fashionista jocks will troll slashdot.
Slashdot will be rife with dupes.
Many Slashdot FPs will be poorly edited.
Slashdot still won't have fixed its patented text mangler.
...and a new one: microsoft will continue sucking
Happy New Year! Ready for another trip around the sun?
I'm not a railway enthusiast at all, but back in the olden days (1960s) there was a British Rail research project to develop a train that could travel at high speed on Birtain's 19th Century railway lines. The project became the Advanced Passenger Train.
The APT employed a tilting mechanism to allow it to go around curves up to 40% faster than conventional trains. It could achieve speeds of 160mph, when not held up by slower traffic. There were even gas turbine-powered prototypes, however in 1981 three electrical trains were built.
Unfortunately, the journalists invited to experience the first Glasgow to London run were plied with drink and reported that the tilting mechanism made them feel sick. Mechanical problems followed, and the trains were withdrawn from service.
They were reintroduced in 1984 but were withdrawn in 1986 for good.
The technology was adopted by other companies in France and Italy, and now Virgin Trains uses the tilting Italian/French Pendolinos on the West Coast Main Line.