When you already have the best candy bar, why confuse it?
The candy counter should be: Snickers, Milky Way, Butterfinger, Payday, Hershey's Chocolate, and Reese's Peanut Cups. One of each.
That's enough!
the Ol'Buzzard
When you already have the best candy bar, why confuse it?
The candy counter should be: Snickers, Milky Way, Butterfinger, Payday, Hershey's Chocolate, and Reese's Peanut Cups. One of each.
That's enough!
the Ol'Buzzard
I recently
bought a $2.00 Maine Megabucks ticket.
I picked the magic numbers that assure a win:
11111 and 1
for the Megaball.
Surprising? No.
I have the exact
same odds of winning with straight 1’s as any other group of mixed numbers: 1
in 4,496,388.
I think I’ll
spend my next $2.00 on a Snickers candy bar; at least I’m guaranteed a sugar
rush from that.
the Ol’Buzzard
I have often
written about the human race’s march toward annihilation: overpopulation, climate
change, a meteor storm, an asteroid strike, the danger of sentient GAI; but the
real Damocles' sword is a human race hardwired for violence and war, with
aging, psychotic, religious, geopolitical leaders, launching one or more of the 12,000 nuclear warheads that now exist.
Countries in
NATO have had no reason to pursue nuclear armament, as they have felt protected
under the United States nuclear umbrella and the NATO alliance.
Now, with
the threats of withdrawal from NATO and the removal of troops from Germany and
Poland, countries can no longer count on America’s commitments of shared
protection. We are increasing the chances for a new nuclear arms race, and may
see a renewed effort to acquire nuclear weapons by countries across the globe to
ensure their own sovereignty.
Germany,
Poland, Ukraine, Sweden, Finland, Australia, Saudi Arabia, Iran; each feeling vulnerable
without a nuclear weapon.
Look what
happened to Ukraine. They had nuclear weapons,
but disarmed between 1994 and 2001. Had
they maintained their nuclear arsenal, Russia would not have attacked.
Every new nuclear-capable
entity will exponentially increase the danger of a nuclear exchange.
We are not
eternal.
the OL’Buzzard
I feel sorry
for my brothers in arms who wear a ball cap proclaiming their Vietnam service,
as if that was the high point of their lives.
No one chose
to be there. No one was killed or wounded
by choice. 58,000 died, and most of those were between the ages of 18 and 25.
And that
58,000 number was probably a low-ball number manipulated by the government; not
an actual count; not accounting for people who later died from war wounds,
injuries, toxic poisoning, and suicide…
I am sure the number would be well over 100,000.
Ask a Vietnam
vet why he was there, and he can’t tell you.
It was politicians moving around pieces on a checker board, and vets
were the expendable pieces.
We weren’t
there to support a democratic government in the south. We were there to establish and support the Tan
Son Nhut Air Base, giving us a nuclear threat presence on the southern border
of China. It was all about China. It was geopolitical politics.
China did
not want an American nuclear presence on its southern border any more than we
wanted a Russian nuclear presence in Cuba, on our southern border.
We could
have, at any time, moved into the north and taken Hanoi, but that would have
brought China into the war.
China did
not want open war with the US any more than we wanted war with China, so we
armed the south, they armed the north, and we fought to a stalemate that, for
fifteen years, maintained a status quo, allowing us to maintain the geographic
nuclear threat on the Chinese southern border.
Finally, the
death toll of American forces became too much to hide, and anti-war activism
threatened the politicians in office; so we retreated with our tails between
our legs – we surrendered the war – we accepted our death toll as having
accomplished nothing, cut our losses, and came home ignobly.
A Vietnam vet
wearing a hat proclaiming his service is equivalent to a rape victim wearing a
hat with a picture of her rapist.
WE were both
violently fucked.
the Ol’Buzzard
DEI has always been promoted by the Democratic Party and always rejected by Republicans.
I was raised
in Mississippi during segregation. I
witnessed first-hand the degradation and suffering of the Black community.
The Supreme
Court’s dismantling of the Voting Rights Act is turning back the clock on Civil
Rights; a step back for racial equality.
That said, I
feel that some DEI is past its time.
In college admissions, minority racial groups have been given preferential consideration. I believe that preferential consideration based on race is past its sell-by date
We can still
debate the need for race-based DEI hiring, housing, and other issues.
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Ol’Buzzard
Yesterday I
sold a set of snowshoes to a retired State Trooper in northern Maine. It dawned on me that I was seeing a
generational divide that goes further than old people aren’t techno-savvy.
I was seeing
a gap in basic values between the old and the young. I had had those snowshoes advertised for two
years, and no one showed interest. This was
because wooden snowshoes are large and heavy.
You can buy aluminum snowshoes that are small and lightweight.
But it goes
beyond that: My snowshoes were made by a person. Someone shaped the wood, steamed
it until pliable, formed it on a jig, then someone with skill laced them with
leather thongs, varnished them, and put their stamp on them.
I bought the
shoes in 1976 - fifty years ago. I have
revarnished them numerous times. I stored them carefully when not in use. The value of these shoes, to me, was more
than just their use. I cared about them
and took care of them.
Who cares
about a factory-bent oblong piece of aluminum with a plastic sheet
filling?
I have a
Silva compass that is sixty years old, a pocket knife that is ageless…
What does a
young person have today that they value so highly they will still have it fifty
years from now? Their cell phone?
THE FUTURE IS YEATERDAY
I got up
this morning at 5:30 to feed the cat.
When the daylight
peeks around, and the birds start singing, the cat walks onto my chest and
tells me she’s hungry and that I must get up.
The weather
this morning is 45 degrees and overcast with a wind warning, so I turned the thermostat
to 74.
When my wife
gets up ill make breakfast: grits cooked in the microwave and soft-cooked
hard-boiled eggs in the Instant Pot pressure cooker. Even though my wife is from New England, I
have convinced her that grits are good.
I have a hydrangea
in the back of the car that I need to plant, but the temperature tonight is
dropping below freezing, so I will hold off a couple of days.
The cat has
eaten and gone back to bed with my wife, so here I am on the computer.
Today I will
do my exercises, read, complete a crossword puzzle, play Scrabble with my wife
at lunch time, and watch television; settling into the routine of an old man
retired from an adventurous life.
But something
strange is happening on the West Coast in Silicon Valley, and I don't know what it is.
There has
been a time-rip, and an alien entity from the future is launching a
conquest of the earth.
Something is happening, and you don't know what it is, do you, Mr Jones?
the Ol'Buzzard
What kinds of egotists constantly take pictures of themselves?
In my last blog, AI ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE OR PERHAPS ALIEN INTELLIGENCE, I posted a picture of myself.
After the fact, I realized that that picture was taken in 2017 - the last time I took a picture of myself.
So, just for honesty, here is what the Ol'Buzzard looks like in 2026
We are
living at the advent of artificial intelligence. It started with a machine teaching itself
chess, and is now the reigning champion. Soon followed language models that
have mined the internet and now will answer your questions.
We are
moving toward generative artificial intelligence (GAI); AI is now writing its
own code and communicating with other AI devices in a language that humans have
not been able to understand.
These machines are learning exponentially, and if the platforms are large enough, AI could acquire all human knowledge. Then, by extrapolating using logic, deductive reasoning, and thought experiments, it could expand knowledge beyond the human capability of understanding.
Would we
be looking at digitally sentient beings?
In our
egotistic human, narcissistic self-conceit, we have created gods in our own
image, have sometimes designated certain humans as gods, and even have created
our view of interstellar aliens in our image.
The movie
character Paul has two arms, two legs, walks bipedally, has two eyes, feet,
hands, and human traits.
But what if
aliens were a digital intelligence, at such an advanced level that they don’t
require bodies? Without bodies, these digital
intelligences could travel at the speed of light, solving the problems of
extreme distance/time paradoxes. They could control fleets of robotic drones and
digital entities we can’t even imagine.
We shouldn't
wonder why these intelligently advanced aliens wouldn’t make contact with us. To them, we would appear as some biological
slugs of no practical interest, an invasive species, or bio-virus desecrating
this planet. A species that needs to be
eradicated.
Aliens might be interested in Earth’s
resources, but certainly not us.
Sometimes at night, I lie in bed conducting
thought experiments - at the level of a slug - of no practical use.
the
Ol’Buzzard
In 2008, I
bought the basic Total Gym for $250.00.
I have had that basic gym now for 18 years, and it is still working as
advertised.
It has been
an on-and-off exercise device for me, but more on than off. I may fall away for a few weeks or a month
and then return to regular use. Having
this machine sitting in my spare room prompts me to use it.
I am
approaching my ninth decade, and I honestly feel that this machine has helped
improve my stamina and has been a healthy exercise component; had I not used
the machine on a semi-regular basis, my health would have deteriorated beyond
my present condition.
I have no
connection with Total Gym. I am sure that there are other devices
available that are just as good or perhaps even better for a one-machine total
workout.
I am just
passing on my experience, hoping to benefit someone looking for an exercise
routine that doesn’t include traveling to a gym
My exercise
routine lasts about five minutes. I do
one set of ten: rowing, pulls, body twist for the abs, and curls – then I turn
around and do sweeps, pushups, pullups, crunches, and situps (I don’t know the
proper name for the exercises, but this may explain what I do.)
I end my
workout with two or three minutes of meditation where I control my
breathing.
I was
shocked today when I looked up the Total Gym website and found that their basic
machine now cost $600.
I can’t
advise anyone to buy this machine on my say-so; so do your own research if you
are looking for a one-machine workout. But, do consider a daily exercise as
part of your lifestyle: it is not that hard to spend five minutes exercising as
part of your daily routine.
the
Ol’Buzzard
In this day and age, I am not shocked or concerned that Robert Kennedy Jr would pull over to the side of the road, with his kids in the car, to cut out the penis of a road kill raccoon, to take it home to study.
The thing that I find shocking is that he has kids. Who the hell would want to have sex with a man with a brain worm who has an obsession with animal penis?
At least the raccoon's penis was small enough to take in the car. The whale's penis had to be tied to the top of his car.
This is who Trump picked to lead the Department of Health and Human Services.
Why not?
the Ol'Buzzard
I am in my late
eighties. I have lived for almost a
century, and at this time of life, I tend to look back rather than
forward. The thing that stands out the
most to me is the stupidity of a human race that considers itself intelligent.
About six million years ago, the great apes and humans had a common ancestor. We
are basically advanced apes.
We have
evolved a brain capable of functional intelligence. A majority of humans are capable
of training to perform a task and functioning in a loose society. We have not invented flight, mass
transit, and electronic technology; a tiny, small percentage of us have the advanced
intelligence of thought experiments, and have dragged the rest of us, kicking
and screaming, into the future we now live in.
Our future
should look exciting; but we are the only animals, except for chimpanzees, our
closest cousin in the animal kingdom, that regularly conduct wars and genocide against
their own kind. That propensity will be
our own destruction.
Our greatest
fear should not be AI or asteroids. The inevitability
of a theology with a nuclear weapon will be more likely to bring about the
sixth extinction.
It wasn’t
enough in Jonestown for true believers to drink the Kool-Aid; they had to bring
along all the others with them.
Religion is
a frightening force, impervious to, and immunized against, mere reasoning.
Thoughts of
an old man in the wee hours of the morning
the Ol’Buzzard
From out there on the moon, international politics looks so petty, you want to grab a politician by the scruff of the neck and drag him a quarter of a million miles out and say
"Look at that, you son of a bitch."
Edgar D Mitchell
Apollo 14 astronaut
At a time when
people seem to be getting dumber and dumber, Artificial Intelligence is needed
more and more.
Let me clarify that statement:
We tend to laud
our achievements: that we have
developed technology and modern medicine, and we have sent men into space; but 98% of us have done fuck all. Two percent of our population (the bright 2%)
have envisioned and actually made these
advancements, while the rest of us have been dragged along, often kicking and
screaming.
For the last
two or three years, I have been hearing about AI (artificial intelligence), but
only vaguely understanding what all the hype was about.
I just finished reading The Age of AI, by Kissinger, Schmidt, and Huttenlocher, and still didn’t get my basic questions answered.
I don’t actually
give a fuck about the history, the math, or the philosophy of AI and
humanity. But to sate my curiosity, I
would like some simple answers.
My questions
are basic:
· Does AI think
· How is AI programmed
· How does AI learn
· Can AI teach itself
· Can AI experience
· Can AI become self-aware (alive)
· Will AI lie to us
· When we think of Singularity as
in The Matrix, will AI intelligence expand exponentially – become god-like
· Will AI ever be able to write its on codes –
no need for human input
· Can’t we just unplug AI if it becomes
too controlling
· What about power consumption
· How will it be used in war: make a
decision on its on to kill humans
· What are the positive aspects that might outweigh the danger of a machine that is smarter than its creator
I have found some of these answers on YouTube in the following Star Talk clip that includes input from Jeffrey Hinton, the Nobel Prize recipient in Physics.
Unless you
are interested in the concept, history, and mathematical concepts, I suggest
you fast forward (select to begin) at the thirty-five-minute mark of the
presentation.
Note: the
constant ad interjections are aggravating, but hang in there.
the Ol'Buzzard
What a privilege
it is to be alive.
I am an old
man of nearly nine decades, and the odds against my being here are so astronomically
large as to be uncountable.
Of all the
billions of galaxies with their billions of stars, circled by all the billions of
planets: in this particular solar system of a relative minor star, the third
planet from the sun happens to be in the Goldilocks zone, which allowed the
development of life, that through the chaos of evolution and happenstance
produced a me.
My mother
worked at a defense plant in Memphis, Tennessee. My father was in the military,
stationed in Louisiana. Strictly by
chance, they both attended Mardi Gras in New Orleans in the year before my
birth. They happened to meet and ended
up having sex. She didn’t practice birth
control, he didn’t use a condom, he didn’t pull out, it wasn’t a hand job, or a
blow job, or anal intercourse. She happened to be fertile at that particular
time. He ejaculated up to three hundred million sperm, and the only one of those
three hundred million carrying my particular DNA managed to penetrate and fertilize
that egg.
What are the
odds of that happening?
I have often
wondered why I wasn’t aborted; she was a single woman, and he was a married
man.
The odds of
my existence are uncountable (like pi).
In almost
nine decades, the beauties, sunsets and sunrises I have experienced: the sting
of an Arctic blizzard; the thrill of running a wild river or transiting the
Okefenokee swamps in a canoe; the women I have known, the motorcycles I have
ridden, the pleasures I have had; and most exciting of all, I married the most stunningly
beautiful woman I had ever met, who has shared almost fifty years of adventures
with me and has made my existence on this earth pleasurable beyond description.
And I could
have lost it all!
My second
twenty years of life were spent in the military. I flew as air crew on dangerous patrols over
the North Atlantic, sometimes in blizzard conditions; I survived a crash
landing in Turkey; twice in Vietnam, our aircraft was riddled by ground fire,
and we limped back to the base leaking oil and gas; I have facial scars and a permanent
limp from a military accident…
If you lived
through the Vietnam era, you remember the daily death toll announced on the
radio and television: 28 men died today… fifteen men died today…
I don’t
believe the official total death toll announced by our government: 58,000. It was much higher.
Some vets
died much later from war-related illnesses and injuries, people who committed suicide
or drank themselves to death, or died as a result of mental breakdowns…
In Vietnam,
the men who died accomplished nothing.
They were sent there at the whims of politicians playing partisan
politics, and more interested in keeping their illustrious jobs than caring for
the men and women of the military.
Where am
I going with this?
We have a
President talking about putting boots on the ground, in a war instigated by the
Israeli President, and ultimately about oil and natural resources that can make
the mega-rich more wealthy and powerful.
What a waste
it is to be young and die in a War; to squander these precious moments we have of
life; to never experience the pleasures of our brief human existence. To end up
as a name printed on some cold marble wall, as pawns of politicians who see the
military as boots, and not individual living men and women.
the Ol’Buzzard
There is a
difference between prejudice, bigotry, and political correctness. All three are personal opinions that shade a
subject according to the perceiver. And
each is intended to limit the freedom of action and expression of others.
Prejudice is
an attitude that prevents the objective consideration of an issue.
Bigotry is
intolerance linked to prejudice.
Political
correctness is an effort to avoid making others uncomfortable through actions
or language, regardless of whether such actions or language are correct. Political correctness also makes
it uncomfortable to express ribaldry - humor that borders on indelicacy - which
I find amusing.
Scientifically,
genetically, there are two genders, male and female, the inseminators and the progenitors;
but the blurring of sexual orientation has existed since the advent of
mankind. It even shows itself in our
closest cousins, the chimpanzees.
LGBTQ+ has
nothing to do with gender science, but identifies how an individual feels.
At a
personal level, I do find all of the gender categories confusing.
Lesbian: I
get it.
Gay men: I get it.
An aside: Gay men I have met are the nicest people. But
kissing some dude and seeing him necked is not on my bucket list. My brother-in-law is gay. He is
the most loving and considerate person I have ever known, and I love him dearly. I would hold him up as an example for any
young boy to emulate.
Bi: Why not?
Trans: Now
there is a perplexity. Attractive
looking, nice skin, nice breasts, all the correct orifices; never have periods,
never have PMS, never suffer menopause – I would think females would be
jealous.
Queer: now
what’s that? You already have LGBT –
What's the difference?
+ : Come on. How many categories do we need? You should watch who you associate with your
group. At some point, you will look
ridiculous.
It is all
about sexuality and our feelings and proclivities. Let’s not exclude heterosexuals. Make that group feel included. LGBTH
But the real
question might be: Why do we need to identify ourselves with any group? Groups divide us.
Like Popeye
says: I am what I am what I am….
I'm the Ol'Buzzard
The people who are sending us to war don’t have any skin in the game. To them, it is a game.
We destroyed their missile sights – we destroyed their navy – we are winning – we are invincible –
we have casualties? It happens.- We’ll force regime change – take their
oil – destroy their drone capability – destroy their nuclear capability
– I’m the greatest President – It’s over when I think it’s over in my bones… they say, Yes Sir Mr. President…
I would be willing to bet that Trump can not remember the name of one of the 13 military personnel who have so far died as a result of his war.
Remember suckers and losers?
Neil deGrasse
Tyson has written two books that further explore war and civilization: Starry Messenger: Cosmic Perspectives on
Civilization and Accessory to War.
We are now
at war in the Middle East: at war, not because Iran is a threat to the homeland;
not to protect Israel; not because of weapons of mass destruction; not to force
regime change; not to free the Iranian people.
Those are the excuses. We are at war in the Middle
East because that is who we are. We are
homo sapiens.
Look at the
history of the world. Humans make war because
it is in our DNA (see The Accidental Homo Sapiens by Tattersall and Desalle.)
When Australopithecus
Lucy walked across the African plains, the father of her child was probably
smashed in the head by his best friend, to acquire his food and his female.
The first battles were likely fought over food and females. Since that time, we have expanded our reasons for killing.
Though it is likely World War 4 will be fought over food and females.
This war began as a vanity move by Trump - it seems to have backfired.
the Ol'Buzzard
Trump likes his name on everything
Let's call it:
The Donald J Trump Israeli War