Is Jupiter a Ho?

I have been so busy with school that I've not had much of a chance to blog about anything worthwhile. But here is another bit of science-type humour in the mean time which I stole from a friend.

Aloof is My Middle Name

Here is something a little different than usual. This is a little story about how aloof and absent-minded I can be sometimes. It happened to me yesterday evening.

In my haste to attend a lecture presented by one of my professors about a certain video game of which I am rather fond, I decided to head up to the university a half an hour earlier than was necessary, in order to get a good seat.

I arrived outside of the classroom in which the lecture was to be given.

"Strange," said I to myself, "there are a lot of people in there . . . why do they all have the same book? Where is the prof? What are they doing here anyway?"

I looked around.

"There does not seem to be a professor lecturing," I mused silently to myself, "I guess all of these people came early just like me."

I spied one of my friends seated in the middle of the hall, so I entered the room and asked her what she was doing. I ignored the rather awkward silence that my entrance seemed to generate . . . I also ignored the laughter of a few of the girls seated towards the back of the room. Why would they be laughing at me anyway?

I asked my friend what she was doing there. She was in a lecture, it turned out, so I informed her that I was also waiting for a lecture to begin. Since this didn't seem to be it, I decided to leave.

I gathered from the silence I was met with upon my entry to the lecture hall, that the lecture my friend was waiting for hadn't yet begun: it was indeed silent in the room, and I saw no lecturer.

"Weird! If she's waiting for a lecture, it must start at 6:30 . . . but that's when the lecture I want to see is supposed to begin. I wonder if there has been some terrible confusion about the times of the different presentations."

I went to the cafeteria to buy a drink since I still had some time to waste.

"Yes," said I to myself, "that's it. There must be some confusion here. That's exactly it. Someone has bungled the scheduling of the presentation I am going to see. That is, unless . . ."

. . . unless the room I chanced to enter was actually a class that was already in progress. Unless those girls were laughing at the aloof stranger that just happened to randomly grace them with his presence. Unless the professor just happened not to be standing right at the front of the class, and was really standing off to the side somewhere. Unless that awkward silence was of my own inadvertent doing, caused by my sudden appearance in the middle of said class. Unless, indeed.

I wanted to apologize to the professor, but I was so embarrassed over what I had just done, as well as the fact that it took around 15 minutes for me to realize my blunder, that I just couldn't bring myself to face her.

Instead I picked a nice comfy chair and buried my face in a book as the last of the students and the rather surprised, but not enraged (so I am told), professor left the room.

If it were not for moments like these, I wonder, would my life be as exciting?

Transhumanism

One of the focuses of my introductory philosophy class is on something called Transhumanism, which is really interesting stuff to be sure.

The transhuman period is the name which some philosophers and scientists give to the era between the human and posthuman eras. The exact times when each of these eras actually begin and end is probably not widely agreed upon, but this is not a new problem in history. The dates of other eras, such as the beginning and endings of the dark ages, the renaissance, et cetera, differ depending on which textbook you read, although there is a loose consensus among historians . . . but we can at least pin down what century the renaissance began in. Whether or not we will be able to do this with the transhuman age is still an open question.



The basics which we've been learning about transhumanism over the past few weeks in my philosophy class are that humans are on the verge on a significant step in evolution. We are slowly moving from 100% organic beings to animals which incorporate the synthetic. We do this to extend and enrich our lives. Of course, we've been doing this sort of thing for a while: we have added extra layers of skin for warmth and fashion, which we call clothes; we inject dead microorganisms into our bodies to give our immune system a preemptive advantage against foreign germs; we add synthetic components to out bodies also, either for aesthetic purposes (like breast implants, piercings, and tattoos) or for health purposes (pacemakers, hip replacements, artificial blood vessels, and so on). This is why it's not exactly easy to say when and how we begin this transhuman period. It's not as if we have already stopped being human and started being transhumans. Rather, if the transhuman age is to lead to any sort of posthuman age at all, it will be on a very slow gradient. It will be difficult to say when exactly we officially become something altogether different, if we do at all.



It has been interesting to speculate in class about what, if anything, we humans might eventually end up as (if we do not destroy ourselves first). Perhaps we will achieve significantly longer lifespans; perhaps we will finally conquer disease; it may be that we will be able to someday transfer human consciousness to some type of artificial brain, making the immortality of our minds a possibility (a la The Matrix); maybe we will become a race of cyborgs like The Borg of Star Trek; the possibilities are varied and interesting.

I can't wait to study this in a more in-depth fashion in my future years at university.

A Rose

I hate valentine's Day...I mean, I really, really do hate Valentine's Day. But this picture of the Rosette Nebula managed to warm up my icy heart just a little bit.



Source here.

Super Tuesday

Today is Super Tuesday for all of my American chums. So, in the spirit of all that is good and American, here you go. I thought I'd share this with everyone =)

M31

This is the immense Andromeda Galaxy, also known as M31.

So what's in a name?
We haven't always known that the Andromeda Galaxy was, in fact, a galaxy. But for all of recorded history, that fuzzy patch of light has been sitting within the constellation of Andromeda. Constellations are not just mere patterns of stars or shapes in the sky; they are well defined regions of the sky, just like states and provinces are well defined regions within a country. When we say something is in a constellation, we aren't just referring to the stars that outline a constellation's familiar shape. Instead, we mean everything within that patch of sky. The Andromeda Galaxy, although much more distant that the other objects which make up the constellation of Andromeda, is still within (behind) the stars in that patch of sky. Hence the name Andromeda.

But what about M31, what the heck does that mean?
In the 18th century, the French astronomer Charles Messier was compiling his list of Messier Objects, which he turned into a book, Nebulae and Star Clusters, published in 1774. The first edition of this book did not list all of the Messier Objects - Messier identified 110 deep sky phenomenon, this book listed only 45 of these.

Messier couldn't tell exactly what all of these objects were. Even with the telescopes of the age, we couldn't detect detail anywhere close to what we can today. It turns out that some of these Messier Objects, which Messier might have thought to be nebulae or small star clusters (and indeed, some of them were), were in fact supernova remnants, and immense swirling galaxies, millions of light-years away. The Andromeda Galaxy is one of those objects. In fact, it is the 31st object in Messier's catalogue. Hence the Andromeda Galaxy's other name, M31.

Original picture source here.

9/11 Conspiracy Theorists

Before I became interested in the growing internet grassroots movement of atheists "coming out," what I loved to talk about on-line were the ideas of the 9/11 conspiracy theorists.

Before I write any more blogs about this, I'd like to clarify my position. I am not a conspiracy theorist. I believe it is reasonable that more in depth studies should be done on 9/11, since the 9/11 commission did such a poor job, and also since we stand much to learn as far as building safety and engineering go regarding the collapse of the three WTC towers. But that's about where my agreement with the Truth Movement stops. After that, it all becomes unreasonable, paranoid, conspiracy nonsense. Red herrings, straw men, arguments ad populum and arguments from ignorance abound...not to mention that a lot of the time, they simply make shit up.

I would like to blog about this in the future, but for now, here is a very interesting blog by an x-truther.

And here is the first part of a radio interview featuring 9/11 conspiracy website founder Richard Gage and demolition expert Ron Craig, made available on Youtube.com by one of my favorite youtubers.

The Funniest News Clip Ever

This is perhaps the funniest news clip I've ever seen.


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Tube Cloud

This is an interesting website for anyone who spends any length of time on youtube.

www.tubecloud.com

It helps generate community exposure for members of youtube. Users can use the site to promote other users which they feel have something interesting to say but which don't have many subscribers or who are not appearing very high on any of youtube's honour lists.

Dude, where's my ἔρως?

Just a thought I had the other day...

The more I try to find philosophy in small, everyday places and events, the more disappointed I become. But this disappointment is most apparent when I am browsing the internet.

It really shouldn't be this way.

Plato described a form of love which he called Eros (ἔρως). It describes something like 'intellectual beauty'; a passionate, spiritual feeling one gets when one does philosophy. I don't use the word spiritual lightly (it being a very easy word to misuse, I think), but I think there is something to this idea of Eros; of a certain beauty in the love and pursuit of wisdom.

I used to think that there was a little philosophy to be had everywhere. I suppose that I still do think this, in a way. But lately I've been finding that the one place where real philosophy should be happening, on the world wide web, is almost devoid of real philosophy. There is a lot of 'armchair philosophy', which can be very good sometimes, but very bad other times. Even worse, there is pseudophilosophy; philosophy of the angsty teenager who smokes too much pot and doesn't go to school, or philosophy of the Deepak Chopra kind.

I suppose this can't be helped. Unless you have a little formal training in philosophy, or you are an autodidact, you probably don't know much about philosophy. You might not really know what philosophy is or what it's supposed to be for. I suppose this is a consequence of the internet, which is a shame because the internet is precisely the right kind of tool society needs for spreading real science and philosophy. Instead, pseudoscience and pseudophilosophy are rampant. Note: I say that society needs such a tool because I believe strongly that a good understanding of science and philosophy can help all of us live much happier lives.

So when I read these PHP message boards and facebook.com discussion topics, I'm often disappointed. Granted, these are usually not philosophy message boards, but message boards for other things which just happen to have a philosophy forum - I would think that philosophy messageboards do not have this problem. But still, should I be dissapointed? Should I expect average Joe to have a true passion for the pursuit of of wisdom and scientific truth? I hope I have not been naive in my expectation that average Joe would indeed possess something like Plato's Eros when it came to the pursuit of science or philosophy...but given the abundance of pseudoscience and pseudophilosophy on the internet, as well as what I perceive as a definite lack in this Eros, sometimes I just have to wonder...

...Although, I was once fortunate enough to moderate a philosophy forum which was part of another website, long before I was seriously studying philosophy in school. To my delight, it was an exception to this whole problem; plenty of Eros, and lots of good philosophy (and philosophers!).

I would love to see this problem (I think it is an important problem) go away. To make this so, I think we will need more popularizers of philosophy. I could illustrate this issue to a layperson thusly; "Sir or ma'am, are you able to name 10 living philosophers?" Chances are the answer will be "No."

What we need are more philosophers who make their ideas public and interesting. We need a Carl Sagan of philosophy, that is, someone both good at philosophy and good at presenting the findings of philosophers to the public in order to show their importance. There have been many philosophers like this before, Bertrand Russel and Jean Paul Sartre in the early to mid 20th Century, and others like Robert Solomon in the late 20th Century. Richard Carrier is an excellent example of a contemporary philosopher who does excellent philosophy, and who is very good at communicating it to other non-philosophers.

If we begin to see more people like these, I think we will see a sense of Plato's Eros beginning to grow once again within the public audience.

Stumble!

I've added a feature to my blog which will allow any passers by to give my blog a plug on stumbleupon.com

So if you read something interesting on my blog, it will be even easier to share it now.

The Atheist Blogroll

I've just joined the Atheist Blogroll, a list of over 500 other atheist and agnostic blogs, which has been made possible by Mojoey.

I hereby extend my thanks to Mojoey for providing this service and the addition of my blog to the blogroll :)

What Is Happiness?

Over the last few months I've been thinking a lot about happiness. What is happiness? Am I happy? Might I be happy but not know it? Might it be that I am not happy; rather I just think I am? This is one of the things I've been thinking about recently which I thought I would blog about. This issue seems to come to me in two parts:

First, this is something that I've been prompted to think about on and off all of my life up until now, simply because I am an atheist. Let me explain; over the years (yet recently, much more often), I've encountered people who, upon learning that I am a non-believer, feel sorry for me. Usually these are not moderate believers but very dedicated Christians. They must get a tremendous amount of happiness out of their faith (...or do they?), because they seem to think that because I have no faith, I must be sad; the atheist doesn't see the world in colour, only shades of gray (apparently).

To me this is very telling about how misunderstood atheism (and happiness) is.
I do not see a dull, gray world. I see a cosmos so huge and so fascinating, that when I go outside and look up at the stars at night, I feel content just to drop to the ground and stare up in wondrous contemplation over the fact that I am a part of this mystery, most grand.

Maybe this is simply a matter of personal incredulity, or maybe I really do understand the Christian worldview; I could not imagine being happy as a Christian, or as a member of any other religion for that matter (I simply use Christianity because that's what I'm most familiar with). How is it possible? How can someone really claim to be happy to believe in something that they not only don't understand, but categorically cannot understand? How can someone be happy by believing in a God who made a blood sacrifice of his own son; who lets his flock stray from the true path so easily (out of about six billion humans, only around one sixth of them are Christians...and how many of them are actually practicing Christians who've been 'born again'?); who allows war, poverty and disease to run rampant on his own creation (actually, those things are his own creation too!); and who, being God and all, could simply appear and put the whole issue to rest, yet does not?

I accept that there are things that I cannot understand and never will understand. But the happiness I receive comes not from having faith in something that is categorically impossible to understand, but in trying to understand that which is not immediately apparent; that which is difficult to understand yet can still be discovered, if not by me or humans today then by humans in the future. Figuring things out is satisfying and thus makes me happy. But a religious person lives with the belief that the are not only things which aren't figured out, but that there are things which will never be figured out. How unsatisfying!

Things brings me to the second part of the happiness question. What if I'm wrong about what it means to be happy? Being an atheist leaves me satisfied and full of wonder and content. Does this constitute happiness? A few months ago I would have said yes, but now I'm not sure. Let me explain what I think happiness is.

If you asked me a few months ago what happiness for me is, I might have mentioned playing guitar, being with my friends or my family, etc. Sure, these are things that make me happy, but what about happiness itself? What is it? This is where the Christian and I seem at first glance to be in the same boat; we can both name things that make us happy (faith/wonder, reading the Bible/reading a Carl Sagan book), but do we know what happiness itself is?

I've been thinking about this particular part of the happiness question only recently, after I listened to the philosopher Robert C. Solomon being interviewed on Philosophy Talk Radio. You can listen to the show here.
Although I am still not quite certain, I am starting to come to a new and concise definition of happiness. In fact, this is the only real definition of happiness I've ever had, since as I wrote before, I've only ever been able to describe what makes me happy, not happiness itself.

Going beyond the neurological aspect of happiness, beyond the chemicals in my brain that tell me when I'm happy, I now have a metaphysical sense of happiness (or at least, I'm starting to get one). I now think that happiness comes from fulfillment; happiness, you might say, is fulfillment. I set myself a task or a goal, it could be anything really, and when I have satisfied myself in completing it I am fulfilled, and thus happy.

So, perhaps the Christian and I are not in the same boat after all. I am happy because, as I just wrote, "I feel content just to drop to the ground and stare up in wondrous contemplation" at the cosmos; thus, I am happy. If happiness amounts to satisfaction and fulfillment, could a Christian ever be happy in the sense that I'm describing? This, I think, would be an interesting topic to bring up the next time a Christian makes the mistake of assuming that I'm unhappy simply because I'm an atheist.

I Think I'm In Love/My Musicality

The title says it all.

I want to run away with Leslie Feist and make her my Indie-Rock princess [Ms. Feist, if you are reading this, don't worry. I'm not a stalker or anything.]

All joking aside, it's refreshing to find an artist such as Feist, who is talented and fun to listen to. I don't know if it's my natural aversion towards CD stores (I seem to be buying all my music online since I bought an iPod), or the music industry itself, but I seem to have a heck of a time trying to find good musicians who not only make me want to tap my feet along with their catchy tunes, but who also inspire me to go pick up my guitar and play a little ditty of my own.

You see, I used to practice the guitar quite often. I began playing when I was about eight years old, but I did not stay in lessons for long. I was impatient with myself, and my guitar teacher had the most awful looking fingernails. He told me that, "If you play the guitar, you're fingers will look like this as well."
That was enough to scare me away from the guitar for about six years.

Then, when I was about thirteen or fourteen, I began to play again, this time with instruction from a most excellent teacher who had very well kept fingernails. I soon began to participate in the Evolutionary Rock Band, and during my time with them, I was practicing for around four hours a day for about three years. I like to think that I played reasonably at this point in my life.

However when high school came to an end, and work, then college, then finally university began, I lost the drive to keep playing. I barely practiced; I was lucky if I played four hours a month, let alone four hours a day. And so it has been since then...except for when I listen to artists like Feist. They just have that certain something that makes me want to pick up my guitar and play something for hours on end. Without them I wouldn't still be playing at all.

Besides Feist, I also enjoy the following artists; Aerosmith, Audioslave, Colin James, Dream Theater, Erik Mongrain, Jimi Hendrix, Joe Satriani, John Coltrane, John Mayer, Ludwig Van Beethoven, Niccolo Paganini, Peter Gabriel, REM, Rush, Sloan, Steve Vai, Stevie Ray Vaughan, The Dave Matthews Band, The Darkness, The Tea Party, The Tragically Hip...among others.

YouTube Daze

It is refreshing to be able to talk about something different on YouTube every now and then. Sometimes, after watching something immature or listening to a couple of trolls have it out, I contemplate leaving. But sometimes the chance to talk about something meaningful comes along, and it makes me want to stay again.

Today I had a chance to talk about Lucid Dreaming, which is something that I've been doing since I was 14 but don't really talk about much. My vlogging adventures today got me thinking that, perhaps, it would be worth talking about a bit more often:



Lucid dreaming is something which I tend to find lumped together with all sorts of new age woo-hoo. Why? I don't really know...but that's a reason I should talk about it more isn't it? After all, I don't need to believe in woo-hoo to enjoy the fascination of consciousness during sleep. With that in mind, I shall devote a little space on my YouTube channel to this interesting and exciting state of consciousness.

Where do shooting stars come from?

Think of this the next time you see a beautiful shooting star streaking across a clear night sky.

More Shit-Headery from Kent Hovind's Minions

The Rational Response Squad has had it's youtube account suspended. This is likely over what was said in this video (re-uploaded onto my own channel):




It's important not to try to speculate too much.
In the mean time you can catch them on Revver, or, on their homepage. Let's lend them the support they deserve!

The Shit-Headery of Kent Hovind's Minions

Interesting developments concerning some of my favorite YouTubers.

A number or prominent secular vloggers have had false DMCA claims filed against them because of their use of Christian Science Evangelism's video material. For those who aren't in the know, CSE is the creationist business formerly run by Kent Hovind, who is currently serving jail time for evading over $800,000 in taxes, and who thinks man and dinosaur lived harmoniously on the Ark (because in those days, T-Rex wasn't really extinct...and he was vegetarian).

People upload material which is under copyright to youtube all the time, and it isn't a problem until the organization/individual who owns the material in question notices, in which case youtube simply removes the material. But what if that organization/individual's material isn't under copyright? What if said organization/individual actively encourages the spread of their un-copyrighted material? Anybody should be able to use that material for whatever purposes they choose, right?

Well, not according to CSE and the Hovind Family - in case you didn't know, Kent Hovind actively encourages the spread of his un-copyrighted material (which pretty much amounts to all of his creationist propaganda works; books, videos, pamphlets, etc). They have been selectively filing DMCA claims whenever they find their material being used by a critic of creationism (be they atheists or Christians). Many of my fellow secular youtubers have had videos pulled, and one prominent member even had his account closed:



I, along with these guys, encourage reasonable people not to take this deplorable tactic lying down. I also encourage everyone who cares, even just a little bit, to follow this situation closely. This sort of thing is not uncommon, which disappoints me; people who claim to have a higher standard of morality than the rest of us infidels are often found dispensing low blows like this. Claiming a copyright violation if an atheist uses their material even though the material isn't copyrighted, but allowing young earth creationists to use all the material they want, is just one of the many examples of this type of things which saddens me...these people claim to be enlightened, after all.

Let's all keep an eye on this situation, shall we?

School

One of my new professors (my history professor to be specific) recommended that students keep a journal or logbook or their thoughts regarding the material we cover in class. What better use for this blog?

I'll still blog about naturalism, but now I'll have a plethora of other things to talk about as well...once I really get into the meat & potatoes of my new courses that is.

I have this blog but I don't use it

Ugh, it's hard to write any decent blog entries during the summertime. Luckily I will be starting University soon (as a Philosophy and History major...yep...two majors), so I'm sure I will have lots to write about.

I was just watching this guy's videos. You should do so as well.