Owen and ?
By my count, I have thirteen Calvin and Hobbes books. When I was younger, I read every volume I got from front to back, multiple times.
I think we all go through those phases as kids, or at least that's what I'm telling myself. I remember from first grade on, when in the school or public library, I'd always try to find comic book compilations. Usually those books were horribly lame, like Garfield or Beetle Bailey - but when you're a kid you don't know any better. Comic strips are funny, even if you don't fully understand them. I think my parents were happy to see me reading, and were more than happy to help me along on this endeavor. I believe they bought me every single Calvin and Hobbes book that I own. I've got them all within eyesight, and I plan on giving every single one to my son.
It was by far my favorite comic strip as a boy, even though I didn't always understand the humor. Clearly it was being aimed at more than kids, which I understand now and couldn't have understood then. I think that's part of the reason my parents encouraged this particular fandom. These were smart comic strips that related to a broad audience. I go back now and read particular strips that made no sense to me when I was younger - and now they're hilarious, while the ones that I thought were hilarious when I was younger are also still hilarious. I never get sick of the snowmen gallery. I like that he took time to hand-paint his Spaceman Spiff or dinosaur fantasies of Calvin's. The details on his Sunday comics were amazing, and it was obvious he cared about newspaper print comic strips as an art form.
I remember being very, very sad when it went away - in as far as one can be sad about something like that at that age. I was probably inconsolable for about four minutes until something else came along to grab my attention. I couldn't quite understand it, why it had to end, when things like Garfield are still around.
Well, now I understand. Garfield hasn't been funny in years - while Garfield Minus Garfield is hilarious. I rate it slightly higher than Fred Basset. Bill Watterson went out at the top of his game, and he knows it. That link goes to his first interview in many, many years. He had a great comic strip that appealed to many in that it depicted a boy being a uncaring, completely free child - and still kept it intelligent and edgy so as to be appealing to adults.
Watterson is a recluse much like Salinger was. He very much so had his own beliefs about things, society, tradition. He was obviously quite intelligent, and bemoaned loudly through the voice of Calvin that traditions of yesterday were slowly fading. I also think his message was very Ferris Bueller:
I read about him indirectly in some publication recently. An author was trying to assemble a history of Watterson and his famous comic strip, and while he never managed to get an interview with Watterson, he wrote about his mystery and his message in Looking for Calvin and Hobbes: The Unconventional Story of Bill Watterson and His Revolutionary Comic Strip. While I haven't read this book yet, it is on my list for the local library.
Every once in a while, I toy with the idea of purchasing The Complete Calvin and Hobbes, but I figure that I have thirteen of the books already. What can this have that I don't have, other than an interview with the humble creator?
New Material
My brother-in-law Matt got us My Two-Year-Old Eats Octopus: Raising Children Who Love to Eat Everything as a Christmas gift.
It's an interesting book, written by a lady who worked extensively in the food lobbying industry. It's pretty well researched, and she is pretty passionate about the subject. I'm three chapters in, and it's a good read, but it's rapidly boiling into a "my kids are so awesome and I'm probably the best parent ever" narrative. I can deal with that if I learn something.
What I don't quite understand is that she very quickly and thoroughly pisses off anybody who formula feeds their babies. Her argument, which is observational and not at all backed up by actual scienticians, is that marketing and laziness is what ultimately drives parents to use formula. The hospital gives you free formula and coupons for formula, and the FDA-approved and well marketed iron-fortified, algae infused dried cows milk "lays in wait" for moms who may have a hard time with breastfeeding. She sees it as an easy way out for moms who can't or won't take the time to properly breastfeed their child. And she links it to an invariable diet in children today, and to a lifelong pattern of "taking the easy way out" for parents.
I don't fully agree with her position on why women stop breastfeeding. I'm no expert, and we've managed to keep one child alive nine months - he's currently chewing on a remote control, and wearing this shirt for the record. It's not as simple as she paints it. I do believe that it has been made easy to give up, and is made easier by a giant industrial food complex and implicit endorsement by hospitals who give the stuff away for free. But her puzzling as to why people quit is very ... unforgiving. Just because a mom chooses to use formula doesn't necessarily mean that in future challenges, such as getting a child to eat broccoli, a mom is going to quit and feed her child chicken nuggets/macaroni and cheese/pizza for every meal because it's the easy way out. That may be true for a subset of all formula-feeding mothers. I won't believe it applies to all of them.
Anyway, this was only the third chapter - and it's kind of amazing how quickly she's alienating a large percentage of any parents who picked up her book. What's interesting is that you can tell that her rant against non-breastfeeding mothers was heavily edited - but it is still very harsh. I guess by that point, though, you've already bought the book and she no longer cares!
It's worth reading, at least so far. I'll keep at it and let you know.
More Economic Asshattery
I'm reading another book about macroeconomics and economic fallacies. It's called... Economic Facts and Fallacies by Thomas Sowell - a decidedly center-right author. He writes like a ruthless machine of logic and facts, and it works. Sometimes there are details that get ... forgotten or too easily discounted, but it's still a very smart book and a good read, even if the title initially lulls you to sleep.
I'm not too far into it, but something in it was pretty smart and I wanted to share it with you.
Think of roads as a resource that is consumed. When people are driving on a road, they are consuming a resource, usually quite poorly in my experience. If it's one car on one road, the time spent on the road is very low, and thus the cost to the person on the road is low - in terms of time spent on the road, gasoline consumed, wear and tear on the car, stress, etc.
We’ll Make Great Pets
I'm reading Ragamuffin by Tobias Buckell. His first book, Crystal Rain, was also good, but proves that he really sucks at picking titles. It's set in the future, and it's a pretty good read because it combines space travel, nanotechnology, and primitive human technology, because aliens whupped our asses pretty good and some human colonies had to start over.
One thing in Ragamuffin that struck me is how on at least one planet, an alien race has more or less adopted humans as viable pets. It isn't a large part of the book, it's more of a casual reference - on this planet, either all of the humans live in an "emancipated" colony that they're not allowed to leave, or they're pets for the alien race. So that got me thinking about "domesticated" humans and how weird that would be.
I look at my cats as living the life. My sister this weekend was professing that if reincarnation were true, she'd like to be a housecat because life is so ridiculously easy. Would human pets be the same way? Once you get past thinking about getting spayed or neutered, could you just live your life day to day as a pet? I'm not sure I could, but I bet this alien race could breed it into their pets. And thinking about breeding humans as pets is a whole different thought process.
Seems like this idea, or a subset of it, has been done before. The first thing I think of is Planet of the Apes and all of its subsidiaries. What other books, movies, stories have humans as the low-man on the totem pole, or at least not the highest spot? Pet humans is subject matter that, in the next fifteen minutes, is very thought provoking to me.
Not sure, but probably?
I think I want a Kindle.
Not in its current, $399 iteration - but I've always liked the idea of having an e-reader. I hope that this thing sells horribly well and gets some great reviews, so that way the demand goes up and causes the market to explode and compete for some good e-readers.
I haven't actually read a real book in forever - been too tied up with schoolwork. But it's neat to think that if I had a Kindle, I could queue up a bunch of books in the reader, and just have them all in one little doohickey, instead of having a stack of books to go through.
I Read a Book Once
I don't like when people read a book and then become experts on a subject because they read one book on a topic. For instance, I didn't fancy myself as knowledgeable on economics because I read one book on the subject. I fancied myself smart enough at it after I read about three books. So there's my threshold. Why am I telling you this?
At Virginia Tech, George Mason, and now at Colorado Tech I've taken statistical modeling courses. A model is something you generate based on old data. Based on this old data, it can make predictions on what will happen with similar data in the future. Generally you can use these for system failure rates - like if you've got a system that's been running for some period of time, and you know how long it has been between each failure, you can use that date to predict when another likely failure can occur.
Another useful model could be any grocery store logistics chain. They get their food from somewhere, in a timely manner. Using sales data they can predict when certain things will be in a higher demand. For instance, on the 4th of July, I bet you couldn't avoid hot dogs, sodas, potato chips, and ketchup in any grocery store you went to. The statistical data they keep using from those club membership cards allow them to model their stocks to be stuff they know that the majority of their customers will buy. Pay attention to when turkies start showing up - they usually show up about three weeks before Thanksgiving, because statistical data has shown that a significant portion of shoppers will buy them that early. There isn't as much clam juice on the shelves 'cause people don't buy it. It's not because the store doesn't like clam juice!
Same for Halloween candy, and other seasonal items. They don't come out with Valentine's day stuff right after Christmas stuff just because they're trying to make money - statistical data has shown that, within a degree of certainty, people are buying all that stuff that early!
Models depend on the data and depend on limiting variables to a reasonable amount. The more variables in a model, the more likely it is to be incorrect. If my system that I'm trying to predict has 100 points of failure, it gets a lot harder to predict which point could fail. 1000 points of failure? You'll need a good computer. 10000? You'll need a super computer.
Weather models are a whole different animal. If you put a sensor at every corner of every square mile of the earth, you've limited your variable set to... what's your best guess as to how many particles of air are in a square mile? How many of those square miles are over oceans or ocean currents? How much wind does it take to move one air particle, and when wind moves an air particle, how does it collide with other air particles while it's moving, and how do the particles that are being collided into get moved by the wind, in a 360 degree space? Imagine the variable space of one square mile of the earth's surface! I'd say there are at least thirty.
Worldwide, I think there are twelve models that are scientifically accepted as being able to predict weather patterns. On average, they are tolerably accurate. This was information passed on to me by my professor at CTU (my professor was not Jack Bauer) for one of our exercises, and I can't find the reference to the article we used, and I probably won't try again. One of the modeling systems came up with a result that shows the global temperature going up alarmingly. This is the one being bandied about in An Inconvienient Truth and used by the UN in their climate panel. They picked the worst set of data from this one particular model - and compared to the other modeling systems, this one is like the Jerry Falwell (bless his soul) of climate models - it gets way spun up but nobody knew why.
Turns out they used bad data to feed their model. Or they misinterpreted the data - one of the two. This link explains how the data got warped, and why the graph has gone from "oh shit" to "oops". The author of that blog post has more time to go and find/check references than I do, and he's a much better writer - it's an interesting read if you're bored at work. If you're not, go look at some furry pictures or something more entertaining.
Most other models are much more normalized. And even then - these models don't have the benefit of sensors at every square mile of the earth's surface. So the fact that they're even 75% accurate could be because of blind luck - real science is just that picky. The way to learn about this phenomenon of "climate change" is to look at the numbers yourself, and not just regurgitate whatever the people you already agree with tell you.
Then, read this, 'cause it's funny. And then take solace in the fact that the planet will be fine. We may all be dead! But the planet, it'll be fine. This is also funny, and so is this. Warning - the link has the word conservative in it, so if that doesn't pass your confirmation bias filter, you might not want to click on it. That means you'll automatically get angry or disagree with whatever is said in there!
A Book I Just Read
I just read Dinner With Dad. I'm not sure how I got this book in the queue - must've read something about it somewhere.
It's about a dude who was working twelve hour days, and was living to work, as opposed to working to live. He wasn't seeing his kids, and was barely seeing his wife, and wasn't happy. So he vowed to change. And he did his best to do so, by vowing to be around for dinner with his family at least five nights a week.
In order to make good on his vow, he had to quit one of his jobs. His family wasn't as initially receptive to the idea as he was - they had gotten used to him not being around, and now here he was. His wife even started getting sick of him being around all the time. So there were challenges.  I think he even blogged what was happening while he was in the midst of his experiment. I haven't read it, but he references it a bit in the book.
I related quite well to it, which is probably why I liked it so much. A lot of the discussion mirrors the thoughts that Anna and I shared when we considered moving out here (on both of our sides!). It also mirrors some of my current thoughts about starting our family.
I think the most important thing in the book was that this guy found his life a lot more rewarding as a family man than as a guy chasing continual reward and additional cash. It's a thought provoking book, and I'm trying to get Anna to read it.
Of course, then I realized I was reading a book about kids and family - and then got kind of spooked - but I guess it's better to read about this stuff now, when it's easier to make changes than after the family's already started.
Ever Wanted to Read About a Half-Eaten Man?
After reading and not liking Next so much, I dove into this second book The Road, by Cormac McCarthy.
I didn't know anything about this book prior to picking it up as a throw in to get over $25 in my cart at Amazon for free shipping. I read the online equivalent of the book jacket, figured "why not?" And gave it a shot. I started it last night... and just about finished it last night. It was that good.
When the book started it was kind of artsy - seemed like the author was throwing together a lot of euphonous, overly descriptive words. Either I got used to it, or he stopped. I figure he stopped. Early on, he tries to get across without saying it that we're in some kind of post-apocalyptic future, which, with only a few pages left, the cause hasn't really been revealed yet. So I don't know what happened.
It's a story of a father and his very young son, two of a handful of survivors (that are mentioned, anyway). They are trying to make it "south" or somewhere that the father has perceived as safe. There's a road, there's lots of fire, and lots of ash. There is no sunshine, or not sunshine like we know it as something is covering the atmosphere. They are some of the last in a long line of survivors that are migrating somewhere - where isn't exactly clear. The tone through the entire book so far has been futile - they literally go five days at a time without eating, because there is literally nothing, no animal life, no plant life - all while in fear of being discovered by anyone. They scavenge what they can from burned down and abandoned buildings, but just about everything has already been taken. A can of beans is a novelty, and has to be stretched.
In this fictitious future it has reached the point where some survivors have actually started enslaving and eating other people - that's how bad it's gotten in this scenario. It isn't grisly or violent - that's the best part. McCarthy does a great job of giving you an impression of how bad things really are. It's easy to believe that if anything like this happened - it could really be this bad. With nothing to eat and nowhere to go - wow. And it sucked me in.
I really recommend this book - it's the first book in a long time that I've been able to read like this.
A monkey book
I'm not the biggest Michael Crichton fan anymore. While he's a good researcher and does a good job of presenting raw data in some kind of entertaining fashion, his books are starting to read like movie scripts. That isn't a bad thing in itself, it's just a personal thing.
I had never heard of Next, which is his latest book. For Christmas we got the in-laws an audiobook copy of it. Someone else had gotten them a hardback copy, and they turned around and gave that to me. It wasn't a re-gifting so much as it was a "we'll never use this, you probably will." So I started reading it the other day. All I knew about Next is that there's a barcode on the front and a picture of a monkey. He's really starting to adapt this minimalist cover pattern. Prey was the same way.
I can't even really tell you what the book was about other than genetics, and the application of American law towards the research of genetics. It was more convoluted than any other book I've read. Most of the time you read a book and there are a few different storylines that end up tying together somehow. These tied together somehow, but very weakly, and really it wasn't even that entertaining. For the last 100 pages, I was just trying to finish the damn book.
The fact that this book has video ads (Amazon) only solidifies my thinking that ol' Mike is just writing a movie script. It's alarmist, it has random sex spliced in everywhere, and it's got a few of those heartstring moments. The problem is it all seems canned - as it does with most authors that get their taste of the big screen.
It's not an awful book, it's just nothing I'd really recommend. It's a fast read for a thick book, and he does deliver quite a dearth of information on the state of genetic research. More fascinating was the Bayh-Dole Act and Crichton's argument against it. The short story of the Bayh-Dole Act is that publicly funded universities, meaning those that you and I pay tax money to, can sell/patent any research findings.
Wouldn't be a bad read, say at the beach or something. I'd wait for the paperback or buy a used copy. It's not likely you'll get it from the library anytime soon as people loves them some Crichton.
