Spawn of Spoonfreude

This is my commonplace book. Face-to-face comments welcome.

Randers’s ideas most closely resemble a World3 scenario in which energy efficiency and renewable energy stave off the worst effects of climate change until after 2050. For the coming few decades, Randers predicts, life on Earth will carry on more or less as before. Wealthy economies will continue to grow, albeit more slowly as investment will need to be diverted to deal with resource constraints and environmental problems, which thereby will leave less capital for creating goods for consumption. Food production will improve: increased carbon dioxide in the atmosphere will cause plants to grow faster, and warming will open up new areas such as Siberia to cultivation. Population will increase, albeit slowly, to a maximum of about eight billion near 2040. Eventually, however, floods and desertification will start reducing farmland and therefore the availability of grain. Despite humanity’s efforts to ameliorate climate change, Randers predicts that its effects will become devastating sometime after mid-century, when global warming will reinforce itself by, for instance, igniting fires that turn forests into net emitters rather than absorbers of carbon. “Very likely, we will have war long before we get there,” Randers adds grimly. He expects that mass migration from lands rendered unlivable will lead to localized armed conflicts.

[Scientific American]

Although I’d hate to minimize the extreme danger of continuing on the path of planetary abuse upon which humanity is currently set, I must say I’d be very surprised to see doomsday predictions such as these come true. One thing computer models don’t seem to account for is humanity’s ability to cleverly improvise in order to preserve itself. The rational mind cannot be over-estimated.

Here’s another worrisome point: Facebook is a company of technologists, not marketers. If you wanted to bet on someone succeeding in the marketing business, you’d bet on technologists only if they could invent some new way to sell; you wouldn’t bet on them to sell the way marketers have always sold.

But that’s what Facebook is doing, selling individual ads. From a revenue perspective, it’s an ad-sales business, not a technology company. To meet expectations—the expectations that took it public at $100 billion, the ever-more-vigilant expectations needed to sustain it at that price—it has to sell at near hyperspeed.

The growth of its user base and its ever-expanding  page views means an almost infinite inventory to sell. But the expanding supply, together with an equivocal demand, means ever-lowering costs. The math is sickeningly inevitable. Absent an earth-shaking idea, Facebook will look forward to slowing or declining growth in a tapped-out market, and ever-falling ad rates, both on the Web and (especially) in mobile. Facebook isn’t Google; it’s Yahoo or AOL.

[the Facebook fallacy]

So what does the owner get for a million bucks plus maintenance fees? Direct street access thanks to a curb cut in front of the garage door, along with 15-foot ceilings. The ceilings are high enough that the spot can be “duplexed;” that is, an elevator can be added so the owner can stack two cars in the space.

This two-for-one capability might make $1 million seem like a little bit more of a bargain, but the owner would still have to get a $115 parking ticket every single day for 24 years straight to equal the cost of the spot, the Post calculated. 

[Source]

Look, I won’t argue that it’s not disappointing that Shepard dies in most of the endings of Mass Effect 3, but that doesn’t make them bad. They’re kind of good, actually, especially considering the extreme violence that ME2 did to the exceptional writing, characterizations, and especially the laws of the Mass Effect universe that the creators of Mass Effect [1] ingeniously mustered. That ME3 manages to redeem the horrible writing, one-dimensional characters who exist only to serve the plot, and complete reversals of principle (namely, the complete disregard for the philosophical problems posed by the creation of artificial intelligence), is a “good ending” in itself. And the fact that the endings of ME3 asks *new* questions honors the pop-philosophical spirit of the original in ways that a “happy” ending never could.

In short, I just don’t understand the mass uproar over the ME3 ending(s). They’re good, dang it, just not in the way we’re accustomed to dumb video game endings being. 

Also, I’ll thank you not bother me with your “indoctrination theory” nonsense unless you have some damn good evidence I’ve overlooked.

[TL;DR: ME3’s ending is literate and good; why the heck are people complaining?]

The next time I went in to Mike the Bike Guy on Magazine was to get air. I was all, hey MTBG, can I get some air? He was all yes. It was clear that we both believed that air is a free resource that should not be commodified. Common ground. He pointed me toward his air machine. Everything seemed cool. When I realized that the nozzle didn’t fit my bike’s tires, I was all, hey MTBG, how does this nozzle go on? He looked at me, turned around, took two steps toward the back of the room, and let out a loud SIGH. I couldn’t blame him. I work with people too, and sometimes they ask me questions because they don’t know things and I am the paid expert on the exact things they don’t know and I am standing right next to them, and I have to humiliate them in front of others before I answer them, too. It’s all just part of the job.”


Craigslist: Hipster-ass Bike for Hipsters

#4

-“You make video games? Wow! That’s awesome! What do you do?”
-“I’m a tester.”
-“Wow! A tester! Lucky guy, getting to play video games all day.”
-“Actually, I just play one game every day. I’ve played it for a year now. I know every inch of every map. I know every secret, every lie that has been stitched into a universe made of empty polygons. I know how to melt down the entire network with one wrong item in my inventory. Every night, I dream of looped sound and text overruns. My wife left me after she tried to spice up our marriage and I said her dress wouldn’t fit ESRB guidelines. I sometimes wonder if I am a character in a crueler video game. A video game about testers. And the only reason I have not killed myself is because I’m afraid that in this video game, there are continues.”
-“Wow, how do you even get a job in video games?”
-“Craigslist.”

[Dorkly: 7 Reasons You Don’t Want to Work in the Video Games Industry]

What to do with two Amy Ponds!

This IMDb user review of Doctor Who: Space and Time by user Tweekums is somehow perfect and heartbreaking:

“Being only eight minutes long including titles this is just a fun little incident rather than a proper story. While helping The Doctor carry out repairs to the Tardis Rory tells him how Amy passed her driving test despite being a useless driver… she distracted the instructor with her usual short skirt; just as he finishes telling the story Rory is distracted by the same skirt and drops a component which causes the Tardis to materialise inside itself. He can’t really be blamed for this as he is underneath the glass floor on which Amy is standing. The Doctor enters the ‘new Tardis’ and promptly re-joins the Amy and Rory as he enters through Tardis’s outer door. He explains that this loop means that they will be forever trapped in the Tardis! Shortly after Amy enters meaning that there are two of her; the new one from slightly in the future and she explains what they must do next.

“This short was quite funny as one would expect from part of Comic Relief; it was fun seeing Amy flirting with herself and Rory clearly had an idea what to do when The Doctor asked what they would do with two Amy Ponds! Karen Gillan took the lead role in this short story and continues to impress me in the role although like Rory I might be slightly distracted by her skirt… I do hope she ignores The Doctor’s final words of the episode where he told her to ‘put some trousers on’! After a few guest appearances it looks as if Rory is going to become a permanent addition to the show; it will be interesting to see how his character develops in full length stories and whether it will change the dynamic between Amy and The Doctor.”

Seriously, I’ve read and reread this thing at least four times in the last ten minutes. The peculiarities of British English on display here—from word choice to syntax to the social conventions and manners that inform the very voice and content of the sentences—offer an increasingly rare glimpse into regional speech that hasn’t been sanitized for mass-media consumption. Fascinating. Source: IMDb

Seriously. SERIOUSLY. I mean, for REAL, people.

For me, the question that looms largest about the Penn State sexual-abuse scandal is this: How could someone see a man raping a child and fail to intervene? Fail even to call 911? I can contemplate many difficult, challenging, frightening situations that cause me to ask myself what I really would do if faced with them — and cause me to have no clear answer. This isn’t one of them. How could Mike McQueary not have done more?

[Alan Jacobs for TAS]

The FBI finally recognizes Juggalos as a national threat

While the other gangs listed in the annual report have the usual rap sheets of major drug trafficking, homicides, and the occasional dance-off, the FBI understandably has difficulty pinning down exactly what Juggalos are up to: “Juggalos’ disorganization and lack of structure within their groups, coupled with their transient nature, makes it difficult to classify them and identify their members and migration patterns,” the agency notes, having been denied by the damned liberal Obama administration the resources required to Google the word “Juggalo.”

Working within those limitations, however, they have been able to surmise that Juggalos seem to be spreading beyond the four states that officially recognize them as a gang (Arizona, California, Pennsylvania, and Utah—though Utah also classifies any two kids with a skateboard as a “gang”), with recent “migration patterns” suggesting they’re expanding to New Mexico “primarily because they are attracted to the tribal and cultural traditions of the Native Americans nearby,” whose earthbound, magic-everywhere-in-this-bitch spirituality is familiar to anyone who’s ever listened to “Miracles,” or just read a joke about it on the Internet.

[AV Club]

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