Dauntless Crusader

The beauty of technology

Posted in Miscellaneous, Science by Phillip Andrew-Locke on July 18, 2010

I am in love with technology. I marvel at the fact that a computer is outdated pretty much the moment one buys it, that the innards of our equipment and electronics today improve exponentially each year, that video game graphics have transformed from Super Mario 64’s first 3D environment to modern day motion sensor gaming technology.

One kind of person I despise deeply is one who condemns technology as a detriment to the planet and to mankind by distracting man from his roots and polluting the Earth with that which is “unnatural.” I reject this assertion. Doesn’t he see the magnificence of man reflected in his instruments, beautiful not in spite of their unnaturalness, but because of it? That tingling, exhilarating sensation of life felt when regarding creations from nanomachines to modern spacecraft, how can he not feel the same–how could he not only ignore their value, but also denounce them as evil to humanity?

I, for one, do not wish to live in a state of maintaining the status quo, a life of primitive stasis.

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Goodbye, generic opening post.

Posted in Miscellaneous by Phillip Andrew-Locke on July 11, 2010

What most amused me today was opening the Wikipedia page on the FIFA World Cup and seeing the champions listed as Netherlands, before the game had even begun. A few hours later I checked back, and the mods had changed the page to a semi-protected state that restricted “excessive vandalism.”

I’ve always found watching sports to be not unlike, for me, watching a performance of Rachmaninov’s piano concertos or Ken Jennings win yet another Jeopardy! game (I confess that each time I see him lose I feel depressed for a few minutes). Even though I express no interest in watching sports myself nor do I pretend to, I find sports a meaningful past time. One thing I don’t understand, though, is how one can be so attached to a certain team–given that no tangible connection exists between the individual and the team–despite consistent failure. And another thing I don’t think I will ever understand (or care enough about to seek understanding) is why professional poker airs on ESPN.