The Democratic Convention: Bill Clinton was a rock star. Future Senator Obama, who will not be confused with America's most entertaining psychopath, Alan Keyes, was good. I didn't see Edwards in action.
Teresa Heinz-Kerry is a space cadet - "We sent men to the moon, and when that was not far enough, we sent Galileo to Jupiter, we sent Cassini to Saturn, and Hubble to touch the very edges of the universe in the very dawn of time." will go down as one of the geekiest sentences in any major political speech - and John Kerry was John Kerry (I missed the campaign's well attended stop in Flagstaff, AZ by one day). His convention speech was a very safe, rather banal, laundry list.
One thing that he is shading - improving fuel efficiently through better technology will in no shape or form reduce U. S. dependence on Middle Eastern oil. The Persian Gulf reserves are the most accessible in the world, and reduced demand by America will simply destroy the affordability of all the other potential oil sources. The only way to cut the link to Saudi Arabia are by increasing the price of all oil (i.e. raising gas taxes), embargo (a la Jimmy Carter's 1979 politically catastrophic sanctions on Iran) or letting the place go to pot (the end result of the Bush Administration's Grand Strateragy).
Of course, none of theses are going to happen soon (except for maybe the last).
AMTRAK: While I stopped in Flagstaff at 6:00 am Monday, the Southwestern Chief went on up the line to Albuquerque with my luggage. My errant bag, separated from a pile of Boy Scout backpacks, came back on the return train at midnight. In an interesting twist, that train was two hours late - apparently due to a plague of light fingered transvestites that forced the train to stop for a surprised sheriff in Kansas.
JPL: I will try and write more about my Planetary Science Summer School experience. A couple of observations. The place runs on thumb drives - which I had never really encountered before - due to a Lab-wide addiction to Macs contrasting with a substantial Windows investment.
Also, JPL's spacecraft are designed on Microsoft Excel - which might explain a lot. (I'm kidding)
Drinking: Done some (responsibly) over the last few days. PSSS finished at JPL's Team-X happy hour at Mc Murphy's Tavern, and then a small group of us headed out to an exclusive Hollywood nightclub situated under the neon lit ominous bulk of the Church of Scientology on Sunset Boulevard. Somehow my normal outfit was not up to scratch - so I ended up wearing exclusive Hollywood nightclub clothes contributed by a local Persian. Long story.
The next night was a subdued evening of watching HBO at the Pico Rivera Days Inn, while a loud Mexican wedding boomed mariachi music well into the evening. Attack of the Clones is still a terrible movie.
In Flagstaff I saw my first full-on bar brawl in these parts (seconds after Matt the Englishman commented on the lack of drunken fighting in America). The second night was composed of pool, karaoke , and politics, in approximately that order, with a large amount of beer and wine.
Might take it easy tonight - my train goes through Flagstaff at 5:22 am tomorrow - and they will not wait (unless there is another tranny invasion).
Update: Okay - 25 ¢ yellow beers at the dubious Joint bar undid that plan. Nice young English lass informed me that I resemble Jim Carry.
I frankly dont see it.
I did manage to get up at the required 4:00 am - but the Chief was delayed 6 hours.
Posted from Starbucks Flagstaff
A fine photo of the POTUS back in his winger days...
Gratifying! (Via This Modern World)
Returning from the Lakes 10 multiplex, after Nick, Jere and I had watched the CGI sparkle of Spiderman 2, Jere noticed a glowing curtain of starstuff hanging over the northern horizon. We drove out of town, past the street lights, into the fields and turned into a closed side road, as the curtain split into two, three, four sheets...
The sky flickered and throbbed silently - waves of grey light chasing one another through ghostly ducts carved into the sky, seeking heaven. Countless thin sinuous channels of darkness veined the dancing plasma in the zenith, imperceptibly shifting as the storm's front lines moved through the thermosphere. A black gulf beneath the great northern curtain was suddenly filled with a succession of new sheets blazing into life. Every so often, a filament, a fold of these new curtains would erupt brilliantly, and like a flame on a fuse, travel down the length of the delicate film.
Five days before leaving Duluth, I was getting my send-off.
It was cold. We pulled ourselves away from the erie half-darkness and returned to civilization's smothering half-lights.
Cassini's ISS system records images with a depth of 12-bits (4096 gray shades) as opposed to the personal computing standard of 8-bits (256 gray shades) in any given channel. Since the human eye can at best resolve between 16 and 20 gray shades, 8-bits is fine for the web; however, the extra depth provided by 12-bits may prove invaluble for science. However, this means that the quickie raw images put on the web will be clipped by the automatic 12 to 8-bit transistion. Only after careful reconstruction by the folks at CICLOPS do we get the full picture.
Earlier this month, I observed that Cassini appeared to have picked up a large crater in the mysterious Cassini Regio, a region covered with reddish-black material that covers the moon Iapetus' leading side. CICLOPS has rescently released a reprocessed image of Iapetus. The large crater appears to be still there - the shaded eastern scarp is visible at the edge of the regio, and there are hints of an illuminated western edge and a central peak. Now visible is the odd circular feature Voyager 1 observed at the eastern end of Cassini Regio, as well as an unnamed medium-sized crater barely detected in Voyager imagery to the south of Cassini Regio.
Andrew Gray suggested on this USENET thread that the big crater in Cassini Regio might be Roland, a 144-km wide basin seen in Voyager 2 coverage of Iapetus' north pole. The thing I am seeing is on the order of 400-km wide, and further south.
I am less certain of the gravitaion capture of the ejecta senaraio I laid out in the earlier post - it may be that I had it backward.
UPDATE:The star-spangled Curmudgeon notes that the Hammer (the House Majority Leader and the future representitive of Johnson Space Center) is pissed. But Rep. DeLay might not be in a position to do much.
UPDATE:The Adminstration spits the dummy. (Via Nasawatch.)
"If the final version of this bill that is presented to the President does not include adequate funding levels for Presidential initiatives, his Senior Advisors would recommend that he veto the bill."
John Roughan reflects on New Zealand's bizzare Independence Day - the second of July, 1984.
The Wikipedia account of the implosion of the Muldoon Government is here.
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SUNDAY IS THE DAY OF THE BEAST, SABBATH 7TH IS GODґS TRUE DAY. EX. 20.
ADVENTIST SENVENTH DAY DOCTRINE
GOD SAID: "Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy. Six days you shalllabor...
...the LORD blessed the Sabbath day and hallowed it." (Exodous 20:8-11)
SABBATH =GOD`S HOLY DAY (SATURDAY 7TH DAY) SUNDAY= DAY OF THE SUN (1ST DAY)
JESUS IS COMMING SOON , PREPARE THE DEAD WILL RESURRECT, THEY ARE NOT IN HEAVEN OR HELL
John 5 28
JESUS IS THE WAY NOT MARY OR THE POPE
JESUS IS THE CHIEF CORNERSTONE NOT PETER
THE PAPACY IS THE ANTICHRIST .
VICARIOUS FILII DEI = V(5)I(1)C(100)ARI(1)OV(5)S FI(1)L(50)I(1)I(1)D(500)EI(1) 5+1+100+1+5+1+50+1+1+500+1=666
...snip - numeralogy!! Cool!!
ALL THE CATHOLIC SYSTEM IS A COPY OF BABYLON`S RELIGION ITS THE MOTHER
OF THE HARLOTS. SHE KILLED MILLIONS CHRISTHIANS
CATHOLIC CHURCH IS THE ANTICHRIST THAT CHANGED THE LAW OF GOD .
DON`T CALL FATHER TO THE POPE OR PRIESTS
THE TRUE PEOPLE OF GOD KEEPS THE 10 COMMANDMENTS AND THE FAITH OF JESUS
Complete with anti-spamblocker spelling mistakes. I expect viruses with pressed white shirts and ties to show up in my inbox anyday now...
This is nearly as exciting as when I got my first dead-African-dictator spam!
*One day cricket, being largely derived from Australian media magnet Kerry Packer's failed attempt to buy the nobel game of cricket and turn it into a commercial cash cow in the '70's, differs from traditional Test cricket in that the teams wear bright uniforms of different colors (*GASP!*) instead of the traditional white, the teams often play in the afternoon and night under lights so the exciting bits end up in primetime (*SHOCK!*), and people actually watch it (*HORROR!*). The emphasis is on runs (points) rather than wickets (removing batsmen) so there is a lot of big hitting, conservative bowling, and spectacular fielding. New Zealand's traditionally fragmental bowling attack has always favoured the so-called "dibly-dobly" slow, accurate bowling that literally bores the opponent out of the game, and while New Zealand's batting is not terrifying, the fielding has always been consistent - and was the decisive factor in this tournament. Unfortunally Test cricket requires the Big Guns bowling, and while England had Steve Harmison, New Zealand's secret agent disintergrated at the start of the tour.
C'est la vie.
This image, the perhaps auspiciously designated N00006667, is the first image to show detail in Cassini Regio. An unfiltered short exposure, it plainly reveals a large multiring basin, almost directly on the Saturn facing point, within the eastern margin of the darkened area. Some speculations: if you dump a Phoebe equivalent at high speed into the 'near' side of Iapetus, most of the ejecta will head inward, and accelerate longitudinal with respect to the moon due to Kepler's Laws (not much will directly stick, as Iapetus' gravity is too low). But Iapetus' gravity will be sufficient to stretch out the orbits of ejected material, so a cloud of PhoebeJunk will end up in orbit ahead of Iapetus. This will then congeal on Iapetus' leading edge.
Cassini is scheduled for a close encounter with Iapetus, examining the edge of Cassini Regio in detail, during mid 2007, which will test this, and other hypothesis. But I suspect monolith-building aliens are now unnecessary.
CLARIFICATION: It has come to the editor's attention that the Herald-Leader neglected to cover the civil rights movement. We regret the omission.
Today's New York Post might come close...
VIMS, the lower resolution spectometer, however has managed to throw a spanner in the works. Previously, the thinking had been that the darker equatorial areas might be seas of ethane, produced by the photolysis of the methane in Titan's atmosphere (e.g. see Roe et al. 2004 , paragraph 11, or here (Ethane is liquid in the conditions predicted at Titan's surface). Apparently, though, these dark bands are composed of water (which at 94K is no way liquid), while organic material is strewn over the 'bright' temperate regions. Which means we literally had Titan backwards...
If it is true that the dark bands are solid, it increases the chances that the probe Hugyens will survive on the surface - liquid ethane's high thermal conductivity would quickly freeze the probe to death. Although the scientists involved might trade those minutes on the surface for a glimpse of an alien ocean...
The lack of obvious craters in the ISS images is also intriguing*, although the lack of shadows means that this hasnt been confirmed. The decider will be the RADAR instrument, a SAR much like than on Magellan operating at 2.2 cm wavelength that will scan Titan on the frequent flybys (at 338,922 km, this particular encounter was too distant). RADAR and ISS point in different, fixed directions, so they cannot be used at the same time. The results of this flyby may make the choice easier.
*a standard scientific word meaning we dont even begin to understand the data yet, but give us more money and we might be able to invent something.
July 4th in Duluth was inconsistently wet and brutally overcast. Us travel deprived sorts gathered at the Langer's apartment and held forth over salad, cupcakes, light beer and barbecue adventurously grilled in the brief clearings. A good time was had by all, as shop talk was generally avoided. The postponement of the Main Event due to the relentless blah over the Twin Ports was offset by the fact Minnesotans have recently relegalised fireworks for themselves - and thus gone a bit potty. The evenings of the last week has been non-stop snap, crackle and BOOM, with a climax last night resembling Shock and Awe in Baghdad. Every street-corner, ridge top and patio, was blazing as the locals braved the rain to Blow Sh*t Up. In all directions. You never knew where to look - damn that slow speed of sound! And those trees that cover this town!
BANGCLATTERSIZZLE - "where was?!- There! Oh....behind that pine....sounded spectacular...
Occasional fireworks did make it above the tree-line.
I've always regretted the virtual banning of private fireworks in New Zealand - I have fond memories of the district of Ratapiko gathering to Blow Sht*t Up at the Corlett's farm, celebrating Guy Fawke's Day*. First they came for the Double Happies, then the skyrockets - before you knew it, you couldn't even get a sparkler to save yourself. But seeing Duluth dissolve into a flashing, sulfurous smog I have second thoughts...
I actually didnt know that the Main Event had been rescheduled for tonight until the windows of my office started bouncing at ten past 10. Again the trees were in the way but I did get this view from the top of the Alworth Planetarium.
*Either a celebration of the survival of British democracy or the burning of Catholics. Not that Independence Day is that much more morally superior: One of the whines in the the Declaration:
For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies...is about those all those nasty Papists in the Lower Canada practicing their pursuit of happiness.
The picture above was taken last year in Washington DC - where I engaged in an orgy of bad photography/abstract art trying to capture fireworks on pixels. My conclusion 108 images later - use a tripod (unless you are pushing the whole abstract bit).