Thursday, June 4, 2009

May 35th

Who controls the past controls the future. Who controls the present controls the past.
Hey! It's the 20th anniversary of the Tiananmen Square massacre! I've been somewhat fascinated with Chinese politics lately, after reading Oracle Bones a couple months ago and 1984 more recently. Not fascinated enough to, say, be able to tell you the name of the Chinese president. Wait, that's a lie! I do know it! Hu Jintao! [I'm smart, not like everybody says, not dumb!] It's not really politics, but the censorship and totalitarianism thing that I find fascinating.

It is so not necessary for us -- we let apathy and stupidity and capitalistic concerns censor and totalitarize us. As an American busy studying the behaviors of fruit flies in a petri dish (that's my job...), I also don't concern myself with the outrages my government committed 20 years ago and continues to commit. Maybe that is just from the hopelessness and practicality of being an individual with a firm grasp of statistics, and the pessimism of some understanding of what motivates myself and this sea of people I swim among. Maybe I have already been brainwashed into only caring whether my "team" (Go Democrats!) is winning. As Vonnegut said, "Thanks to TV and for the convenience of TV, you can only be one of two kinds of human beings, either a liberal or a conservative". The only presidential candidate I have ever wanted to vote for (vs. wanting to vote against the other guy) still gives speeches full of the same platitudes that progress the status quo.

So, how different is the state of censorship in China? As Zhang Lijia writes on the China Beat blog, "There’s still a cage in China. But for many, my fellow marchers from Nanjing included, the cage has grown so big that they can’t feel its limitations." Life is more comfortable in China, and growing more comfortable by the minute, leaving many people there with nothing to feel they need to rise up against (or so is my understanding from what I've read). The restrictions on their liberty don't interfere with their daily happiness and hope and aspirations. And if the Chinese are prospering, who am I to say that the lying and hiding information and using fear to control dissidence is wrong? Well, I guess I am Kristin, and I feel that it is very wrong, a thousand times more wrong than George Bush Jr. et al. never admitting the many egregious mistakes made by their administration. And I find that many Chinese are not bothered by their government pretty crazy and also fascinating. Maybe that's the brainwashing again -- my team in this case would be America vs China.

Random reading list:

chocolate chip pancakes


Here is the wisest thought I have had in the past 24 hours:

Chocolate chip pancakes are like cookies that you are allowed to put syrup on.

Suck on that!

why are we drinking coffee?

I've taken to drinking coffee pretty much every day now. I guess I'm addicted. I don't feel like I need it to function, but it is like a treat I allow myself everyday. I'm not even sure how much I enjoy it sometimes, or if it is just an excuse to ingest some sugar and put off work for a half hour. Perhaps I am just in a funk and I can't seem to believe that much could be enjoyable ever. No, that can't be true, cuz I enjoyed this comic strip, the real excuse for this blog post:

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Matlab Function Handles

Matlab function handles are making my life hard. In a function, I created an anonymous function and made it a field of an array of structs, and then I saved this array to file. Loading the file is not going well, apparently because it relies on the function that created the function handle being in exactly the same place relative to where the handle was created. Supposedly, the function should just not work when loaded. I'm finding that for some files it won't load the data at all, and sometimes I have trouble saving as well in Matlab R2009A. In conclusion, function handles are giving me a hard time. I recommend never saving them to file not even by accident.

Monsters Under the Bed

As a child, I was afraid of monsters under my bed, and felt safer if I kept my feet under the blanket, you know, cuz monsters can't get through the magical protection of the blanket. K. brought up the interesting idea that this is some kind of evolved fear -- keeping one's feet under a blanket probably protects them from like snakes and other critters' bites in the night. Anyways, I thought it was an interesting idea.

P.S. Apparently the monster under my bed is the "Soul Sucking HorseFly... of Doom".

Friday, February 6, 2009

Everything is funnier when frosted on a cake

I was indirectly pointed to the blog Cake Wrecks by Dan B. There are many types of cake awesomeness exhibited on this site. There are stupid-cake-decorator examples, where the cake decorator took instructions too literally or misunderstood the instructions in some other way, and hilarity ensued, such as:


There are poorly executed, pug ugly, and/or poor taste cakes:
(supposedly, the cake on the right was a wedding cake created by a professional, paid baker, and meant to look like the cake on the left).



(The baker was asked to make a "happy monkey cake" (left), which the blog acutely observes looks more like Teen Wolf (right))



The most awesomest cakes on the blog are the ones that are just weird for no good reason. Weird stuff is funny in general, but it's way better when frosted on a cake (a) because cakes are supposed to be all sunshine and lollipops and (b) because they're made to be eaten.



Anyways, if you, like me, enjoy cake, frosting, and schadenfreude, and are also bored at work, I recommend you waste some time at Cake Wrecks.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

NPR concerts

I think this concert is really pretty:
Andrew Bird, by Joel Didriksen.

I have listened to it twice already :).

This Radiohead concert also on NPR is also supercool:
Radiohead, by Jesse Groves.

I have listened to it more than twice...