Friday, August 31, 2007

Shlomberg

I've written in this space many times about the popular anti-scientists of today. Indeed, The Toronto Star had approached me many weeks ago about writing a feature about this very topic. The article still sits here, waiting for The Star to act on it; I'll give them a few more days before I get off my duff and pitch it elsewhere. Unsurprising, but largely unknown to the public, is the fact that many of the loudest "scientific" voices shouting anti-scientific messages --almost entirely from a right-of-centre position-- are in fact non-scientists.

The topic of Climate Change is particular for its attraction of right wing dogmatists eager to battle the environmentalists, regardless of whether the data support their claims or not. Reading the media's portrayal of the debate surrounding the issue, I'm saddened and not a little disgusted, to see the exact same voices modify their positions over the years from "climate change is a hoax" to "climate change is vastly overstated and might even be good" to "climate change is real, but has nothing to do with human activity"... Slow inching toward an evidence-based position, but seemingly pulled away kicking and screaming, ever clinging to their irrational ideology-based viewpoints; to wit, the free market can do no ill.

It's okay, and indeed responsible, to change one's position as more evidence becomes available. But it's also responsible to acknowledge that the vehemence of one's earlier incorrect position was damaging to society's ability to act on the issue, and then to make amends by fighting ever more vigorously for positive change.

In the case of climate change, it has always been non-experts leading the denial army: statisticians, economists, political scientists, business people and politicians. That these people would be so arrogant as to weigh their lack of expertise against the mountains of evidence and years of research put forth by armies of actual, trained, career environmental experimentalists is beyond sad; it's sickening.

The most famous of this ilk is Bjorn Lomberg, whom I've discussed before. Now, as public opinion turns against his viewpoint, Lomberg himself has softened his data-free stance, with, among others, this interview. Another blogger dissects Lomberg's transformation here.

I had mistakenly reported that Lomberg is a statistician, because that's how he portrays himself. In fact, Lomberg's PhD is in political science. His formal training has nothing to do with climate change or even the science surrounding environmentalism; I don't know if it's even about the policies surrounding environmentalism.

All of which is not to say that non-experts are not entitled to get in the game. Not at all. A smart, aware person who takes the time to read the appropriate papers is certainly able to participate in the debate. But to qualify as an expert in the field, with sufficient weight of authority to sway a decision of this magnitude one way or another, requires, I should think, a heft of expertise approaching world expert. Bjorn Lomberg, economist Thomas Sowell and genius-among-chimps George Bush --all of whom are famous for having dismissed climate change research as "not convincing"-- do not bloody qualify.

As one Salon letter writer put it, asking Bjorn Lomberg his "expert" opinion on climate change is no better than asking the same from a lug on the street who has had access to google and the Wall Street Journal. Sure, he may be a smart guy. But he's no expert.

Another letter writer made a further point about Lomberg's political science background which is thought-provoking. He said that cases of Lomberg and Sowell, and indeed of much climate change denial, is a clear case of humanities training being insufficient to engage an issue demanding scientific rigour. In particular, he argued, when a humanities specialist sees an issue being debated by two authorities on either side, he concludes that the issue is in effective dispute. What he fails to see, that a scientist instantly jumps upon, is that no two authorities are equal: in the case of a scientific issue, the authorities in play are competing studies; one must have the training to be able to distinguish a good study from a bad study. And let me say, the so-called studies so far presented on the climate change denial side are barely opinion papers, while the other side has mountains of rigorously collected hard data. So this scientist rates the debate a "no contest", based solely on the quality of competing evidence.

Now, some of you are already grousing that Al Gore is not a scientist or any kind of expert. Correct, he is not. But Gore and his people have been careful never to claim that any analyses were conducted by them. Rather, Gore has always claimed to be the dumbed down mouthpiece of the greater scientific community, with all of his famous slideshow vetted by genuine experts. Lomberg and Sowell have never made this claim, nor have Arthur and Zachary Robinson, whom I discussed in my article linked above.

Sadly, the fact that economists, statisticians, business people and humanities scholars can pose as experts in experimental science is indicative not so much of their arrogance, greed or disingenuous, but of the obvious scientific illiteracy of the masses, touched upon in my last post. That "we" can be so easily swayed is evidence that "we" know little ourselves.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

You Asked For it.... Porn!


First, the news:
  • My latest MicroSoft column is up. Access it here.

  • Andoo alerts us to this character. Cut and paste it onto any application on your computer, then start typing...

  • Here is a very brave and insightful article about the racial dimensions of the so-called War On Terror.

  • Need further proof that the American constitution has been rendered a joke by the current Commander in Chimp? Read this story.

  • Brother Bhash alerts us to this scholarly listing of a traditional Guyanese delicacy, a fish called "Gillbacker".

  • Back when I lived in DC in 2001 or so, Darth Vadum and I were walking to a movie theatre when an older man stumbled from the sidewalk and was about to plant his face in the cement. I lurched forward and caught him; he patted my shoulder, thanked me and walked on. That man was Michael Deaver, former Deputy Chief of Staff under Ronald Reagan.

  • Now comes news that Deaver has died. No, I didn't kill him, so relax.

  • Vadum has also forwarded me this tidbit called, "Islam is not for me." The site is run by a dude named Ali Sina, who is an Iranian with a seeming deep hatred for Islam. Here's my take on it: the site purports to be a gateway for those mired in Islamic dogma, but who nonetheless seek a secular path. In that respect, good on them; we should all have options and we should all be exposed to differing modes of thought from which we can choose --informedly-- our own path. However, this "Faith Freedom" site is more than an information portal; it's a hate-filled hole sometimes filled with rhetoric and, I think, misinformation. Go make up your own mind.

Okay, as promised today's topic is.... PORN! Nothing tittilating, I fear. Instead, I increasingly find myself bemoaning the increasing disrespect offered to science in our society, and the science surrounding the association between pornogrpahy and sexual deviancy is a good example of this trend, since it tends to get people's attention.

Your average lug on the street knows who Britney Spears, Michael Vick and Tom Cruise are. But do they know of Eratosthenes, who computed the circumference of the round Earth 2000 years before Columbus and Magellan? Why is Madonna a role model to young women, yet most have never heard of Hypatia, last librarian of Alexandria, who gave her life in defence of knowledge? And why was I not surprised when someone said to me recently, "Copernicus? He was a Roman dude, right?"

The not insignificant number of people who deny the moon landings occurred, or who don't believe in Evolution, or who --unbelievably-- still believe the Earth is flat is indicative of the great failure of our society in not inculcating our youth with an appreciation for the sacrifices of our scientist ancestors, many of whom gave their lives so that we might know of the spherical Earth, evolution, quantum physics and the like.

Scientific illiteracy is buttressed by willfull ignorance that proudly embraces emotion and prejudice at the expense of reason and evidence. Nowhere in modern Western society is this more evident than in public policy debates concerning pornography, hence my use of this inflammatory subject in this post. Now, I have discussed this topic in newspaper articles here and here, essentially arguing that there is as yet no signifcant causal evidence linking the production and consumption of pornography at the societal level with any sexually deviant behaviours or criminal assaults. In fact, it sometimes seems that it's the prosecution/persecution of pornography that results in the deviancy.

In 2005, Australian researcher Alan McKee did the first comprehensive analysis of violence-against-women in mainstream porn. He included "violent" speech as violence, and looked at the top video sellers and renters in the country. His biggest methodological failing, in my opinion, was in not looking at online porn sources, an oversight easily corrected in any follow-up study. His finding? Essentially that the trope of women being abused in pornography is vastly overstated.

I'm not here to debate the merits of McKee's study or findings, but rather how he was received. He had toe good grace to enter a discussion on the supposedly "progressive" political site, Rabble.ca (for which I have written several articles). The thread of his involvement is here. My issue is that when it became clear that McKee's statistics were defensible within the fine limitations set forth in the study, his detractors quickly turned from attacking his findings to attacking his motivations and eventually the man himself. The take away message: it doesn't matter how much science or evidence you present us with, we believe what we believe and public policy should reflect that belief! Reading that thread, I had visions of Galileo brought before the Vatican.

Now we have new evidence that the existence of internet pornography might actually reduce instances of sexual assault. Had this been a product not associated with the repressed desires of most North Americans, this bit of evidence would have been sufficient for an official public health endorsement of pronography! But people's biases are so ingrained that it would take mountains of more evidence, perhaps even more than that required to convince the corporate world of the link between smoking and lung cancer, or of that between carbon emissions and Global Warming, before the masses of detractors would begin to budge from their moralistic, and not fact-based, positions.

This is one of those rare biases that crosses all political spectra. The anti-porn element is oft believed to be embraced most fervently by those on the political Right. Yet the debate I linked to above was on a Left-leaning website. (Mind you, as I've written here before, extremists in any political movement have more in common with each other than with anyone within the moderate wing of their parties). As an example, look at this Saskatchewan NDP ad, which clearly seeks to subliminally associate Conservative politics with pornography.

If we are indeed to be a rational, fact based society, then we must be prepared to let the facts guide our beliefs and public policies. I use pornography here because it's the obvious example that touches most people's emotional cores, one way or another. Greek science is Western civilization's greatest invention, that which has formed the foundation for much of human greatness; let's not turn our backs on its lessons and methods just yet.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Quintessential Eighties Doofus


This morning I got stuck on the elevator with Quintessential 80's Guy. You know him: polo shirt with the collars turned up, but otherwise no discerning sense of any kind of style. (Image above was stolen from this guy). Now, I remember the 80's, even somewhat fondly. But please, people, just let this particular fashion evolutionary dead end die. Just have some dignity, already. (And this coming from the keeper of the Daily Perv Link (TM) )

Then I went to get my morning coffee and was trapped in line between two skinny young white "dudes" with nasally voices, peppering their speech with ubiquitous overuse of the word "like". What were they discussing? Indian vs Thai curries. Loudly. In front of the brown guy. I shut off my ears and sang, "na na na na na na" in my head.

Ye gods, I weep for our youth.

Speaking of weeping youth, Darth Vadum sends us this pic of some college douche posing with older douche, Karl Rove. Note the younger dude's right hand: is that the shocker? The next logical question: is Rove meant to be the shockEE or the shockER?

For my devoted readers, those who've stuck by me this summer as I meandered through the banal topics of Star Trek movies, donated sperm and British kids' books, I promise a return to greatness tomorrow. For, my droogies, tomorrow's topic is.... PORN!

Monday, August 27, 2007

Phasers On Nerd


I don't pay for cable. I download what I need. Marvelous, heroic websites like alluc.org, peekvid.com and tv-links.co.uk make sure that no one need be fed the pablum of advertising again. With the decline of content-for-pay has come the need for new business models for content distribution. I don't know what will arise, but the days of sitting in front of the TV at an appointed time to watch whatever the networks have deigned to offer are soon gone.

One of the new models is fan-produced shows. Franchises high on the geek scale, like and StarWars Star Trek are most ripe for this adventure. I've already plugged Star Trek: New Voyages on this site. It's a completely fan-produced free series of shows based on the original Star Trek, sometimes starring actors from the original show, and definitely using writers and special effects dudes from the original. Paramount and CBS, which own the rights to all things Star Trek, let them get away with it because New Voyages makes no money from any of this. The stories are okay, the visuals are tremendous... but the acting really really sucks.

Now I've found the mother of all fan-produced Trek offerings, something called Star Trek: Of Gods and Men, a fan-produced full length motion picture, featuring many professional Hollywood actors previously associated with Trek: Tim Russ, Garret Wang, Nichelle Nichols, Alan Ruck, Walter Koenig, Gary Graham, Chase Masterson (yum! that's her above), Cirroc Lofton, Ethan Phillips, etc. I make no predictions about the quality, except to say, good for them for trying. The first 3 minutes of the movie are now available on YouTube:



In case you're wondering, most people believe the unseen stranger to be none other than Charlie X.

In other news, YouTube offers the following very important clip:



It appears to be protesters at the recent Bush-Harper-Fox summit at Montebello, Quebec, identifying three undercover cops in the crowd... and the three were armed with rocks, seemingly about to start a riot!

Friday, August 24, 2007

Eight Things


1. We start today with an, um, "reverse" Daily Perv Link (TM).

2. In other news, descendants of Papua New Guinea's cannibals apologize for their forefathers having eaten some missionaries way back when. As one commenter on Rotten.com put it, "They should have said 'we et them, they tasted good, and if any Jehovah's Witnesses show up, we'll do it again.'"

3. In Russia, a woman sets fire to her ex-husband's penis. I mention it here only because the article makes interesting use of the word "climaxed". I wonder if it was intentional.

4 In the continued weirdification of America, a child is suspended from school for drawing a picture of a gun. Seriously.

5. Apparently there's some idiot in Kansas City running about chopping the legs off of random dogs. It's a horrible story, and I hope they catchthe guy and inflict all sorts of pain upon him. But I post it here because of an interesting observation. The article, and others like it, make the argument that the public should be concerned about animal abuse incidents because "animal cruelty like this is linked to other crimes like child abuse, drug abuse and even serial killers." All this is true.... but how about being concerned because some jerk is hurting innocent animals? Is that not reason enough to get angry? Are we so selfish as a society and as a species that we need to contextualize even these horrific cases in such a way that it has indirect relevance to us, before we cna summon sufficient outrage?

6. In the continuing attempt to suffocate the porn industry by burying beneath mountains of legislation, America may require all porn actors to register. As another Rotten.com commenter put it, what are they going to call this registry? Facialbook.com?

7. Well, NBC Dateline is finally being sued over its "Catch a Predator" TV show. I'm on record in this forum for being opposed to such shows, and indeed to such forms of crime investigation. Issues of entrapment aside, in cases where these "predators" are communicating with cops pretending to be children, then going to meet these fake children for the purposes of illicit sex, the only crime being committed is one of intent, i.e. no actual children were ever involved. And a philosophical foundation of our society is that we should never be punished for our thoughts, intents or desires, but only for our actions. In short: no actual children were ever involved, thus no crime was committed, so you must let the disgusting little pervs go.

Consider this analogy: you are told that if you press a button, your noisy neighbour will die. You believe this, yet you press the button, fully intending to murder your neighbour. The button, of course, is a fake; nothing has happened. Now, can you be prosecuted for any crime? I would argue no, you cannot be. Yes, you are an asshole and a murderer at heart, but you have committed no actual transgressive action, thus the state has no business bothering you, except to maybe keep an eye on you. [Mischa, you and I have locked horns on this topic before; I suspect you will have something to say!]

8. Today's last topic is this: news that the CIA and other official bodies, such as the Vatican and the US Democratic Party, have been "vandalizing" Wikipedia sites. Could this be the death knell of Wikipedia? Now that the true powers that be are aware of it and its influence, is it no longer a true repository of and for the people?

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Fat Asians and the Walking Sperm Machine


Today is Science Day at Deonandia. We begin with a submission from Anju G, this one titled, "Abdominal fat greater health risk for Chinese and South Asians". Here's the deal: we all know that fat is bad, despite what the busybodies advocating for "average" looking models might tell you. Fat increases your risk of a host of ailments, many of them life threatening. We also know that all fat is not created equal. Abdominal fat is far far worse than, say, chin fat or hip fat. People with "pear shaped" bodies are better off than those with "apple shaped" bodies. The worst fat is that deposited between the abdominal mesenteries, these membranes that cobweb through your peritoneal cavity (i.e., torso). The harder your fat, the worse, because hard fat is denser fat and therefore more abundant and unyielding, putting all sorts of untoward pressure on your internal organs.

Now, according this study, the effects of this deep, mesenteric fat are ethnicity dependent. South Asians and East Asians (i.e., Indians and Chinese people, for the most part) suffer more deleterious effects from this deep mesenteric fat than do Caucasians. Why is this important? For two reasons: first, all of our scales of risk are calibrated to the Caucasian case, because most Western medicine has been done by Caucasian scientists on Caucasian subjects, with the reasonable assumption that all races are physiologically identical. Second, this is important for the very reason that it reminds us that, despite our deepest political desires, all races are not physiologically identical.

This should be inherently obvious on a first-pass assessment. Different races look different, have different distributions of blood types and different prevalences of ailments. These data are confounded by social, economic and geographic factors, but there's no denying that some biology is raciallt differentiated. Our peripheral blood vessels' response to cold, for example, falls along a racial gradient, with Inuit people unsurprisingly having the most efficient heat-retention control with respect to peripheral circulation, Caucasians having second best, and those people originating in more temperate climes having the poorest control.

I don't think this realization it hurts the basic premise that all human beings are created equal, just as an acceptance that men and women are biologically different should affect our supposition that both genders have equal intellects, contributions and rights.

On an entirely different topic is the story of this guy, who donated sperm throughout much of his 20s, and is now the acknowledged father of scores of children, all of whom call him "Dad". As a fellow who has been approached on numerous times to be a sperm donor for either single women or lesbian couples, this story has special resonance for me. In the past, I'd said no, partly because of the inherent sadness of knowing there would be children out there with my DNA whom I could never claim as actual, functional family. Now comes this superhuman sperm machine to turn this supposition on its ear. Hmmm, thinks me....

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Hari Potta-ji

My present consulting gig is kicking my ass, so I've been reticent in writing anything the least bit interesting in this space. I do apologize; I'll be back to attracting barely literate troll commenters in no time. (Yes, they still try to post here and are filtered out by the anti-troll firmware, i.e. me).

I'll be teaching the International Health Theory course at the University of Ottawa this coming year, and met with my T.A. this morning to discuss some minutiae. His name is Arif Jinha, and he's a fascinating fellow who will also be running in the next federal election under the NDP banner. Here is his official website.

Arif and I have one other thing in common: the sitar. He can actually play a full song, however, while I can barely pluck a string without hurting myself. Here's a Youtube clip of Arif interpreting the Harry Potter theme song in the style of North Indian classical music:


Thursday, August 16, 2007

Marvel vs DC


Like any good, single, heterosexual, male science geek growing up in North America in this era, I know and love my superhero mythology. I never really liked comic books too much, but I love the stories told within them, especially when they migrate to animation and even to live action TV shows and movies. Truth be told, I very much prefer animation to live action when it comes to this genre. Here are some basic criteria for determining whether you are a true superhero or comic book geek:
I was surfing YouTube last night when I was pleased to find a series of shorts based on those annoying "Mac vs PC" commercials. These one feature Marvel vs DC and are remarkably well done, especially for those of us sufficiently versed in the lore of those two companies. The latter ones are titled "After Hours" because they take place at a bar frequented by superheroes after a long day of crime fighting. It helps to watch them in the proper order, and it helps to know some of the background stuff, like: there's an Ironman movie coming out soon; there's a Magneto movie coming out soon, to be directed by the same guy who did Blade 3; the guy who directed Superman Returns was supposed to direct the last X-Men movie, etc.

Here are the links:

Marvel/DC #1
Marvel/DC #2
Marvel/DC #3
Marvel/DC #4
Marvel/DC #5 (Batman meets Spiderman)
Superman/Batman/Spiderman After Hours
Jor-El meets Uncle Ben
Superman meets Wolverine
Green Goblin meets Lex Luthor
Batman meets Ironman
Batman vs The Fantastic Four
Superman and Wolverine, part 2
More Scenes From the Superhero Bar
Party at Lex Luthor's House
Superman's Bundle

Here's the guy who made it all, and here's his YouTube page.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Apollo 20

This is the story of a wonderful hoax... or is it?

History lesson:
In July of 1969, men first walked on the moon, courtesy of the landmark mission called Apollo 11. Later that same year, Apollo 12 repeated the feat. Apollo 13 famously aborted its moon landing in 1970, while Apollos 14-17 continued the astonishing feat of putting human beings on the surface of moon until 1972, after which the planned missions of Apollos 18-20 were scrapped due to waning public interest in the program.

Instead, Apollo 18 became the famous Apollo-Soyuz photo op of 1975 (which I clearly remember watching from my aunt's Scarborough basement); Apollos 19-20 were pressed into the makeshift Skylab program.

That's the official story, and we have no reason to doubt this history.... or do we?

The Hoax:
Earlier this year, a man claiming to be William Rutledge, a retired air force specialist in "foreign technologies", uploaded some videos to YouTube, claiming them to be of classified unofficial voyages to the moon. According to this alternate history, in 1971 Apollo 15 photographed a crashed alien spacecraft on the dark side of the moon. You can supposedly see the cigar-shaped object jutting from a crater in the central part of this official panoramic photo.

Rutledge claims that he was part of a joint American-Soviet mission to the far side of the moon to explore both the alien craft and a smaller alien settlement, or "city", that was also found there. According to the elaborate story, Apollo 19 was secretly sent, as well, but met with a fatal accident before achieving moonfall. Apollo-Soyuz was a "dry run" of sorts for US-Soviet cooperation, leading to the dispatching of Apollo 20 to actually do the historic exploration. Here is a photo of the artifact, supposedly taken from lunar orbit:


As mentioned, "Rutledge" uploaded to YouTube a series of videos supposedly taken during this secret mission. You can access them here and here. In fact, look at all of his videos by clicking here.

The Skinny:
These videos are clearly fakes. But they are extraordinary fakes. If someone really wanted to believe, then these films are good fuel for that belief. Rutledge's claims have sparked a frenzy throughout the so-called UFO community. Website are ablaze with discussions of his videos, including attempts to debunk them, such as this one. Meanwhile, some kids took 10 minutes to create their own Apollo 20 hoax footage.

What no one has properly asked is why "Rutledge" writes with such a thick French accent. In both the captions of his videos and in this email interview, "Rutledge" makes frequent grammatical mistakes common to Francophones, such as writing "milliard" instead of "million". What American astronaut/scientist does that, regardless of how many years he claims to have been living in Francophone Rwanda?

Thus, it comes as no surprise to me that some are claiming that "Rutledge" is in fact French video artist Thierry Speth. What's doubly interesting is that with all the nutjob conspiracy theorists lining up to claim that the entire Apollo program was a hoax, and that men never went to the moon, none of these moonbats has yet to say the same thing about the obvious falsity that is the Apollo 20 footage.

It's a weird, wonderful world we live in, folks.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Fair Trade and Fair Use

I had a bit of moral dilemma earlier this week. The photo accompanying this post was taken by me at a coffee plantation near Antigua, Guatemala. The woman, a poor agricultural worker, was kind of enough to give me permission to photograph her at work.

Now, an American coffee company has asked my permission to non-exclusively use this photo in some of their advertising products. Naturally, my hackles were up. Coffee is one of the most morally complicated products in the world; workers in the developing world toil under back-breaking conditions for pennies, while consumers in the North think nothing of dropping $5 or more on a single latte. Corporations pocket the difference --a profit underwritten with the health of thousands of workers and resulting in the deepening enslavement of the indebted economies of the nations in which coffee is grown.

But this company, Pangaea Organica, claims to be 100% Fair Trade and (less relevantly) 100% organic. I therefore reasoned that the good to be wrought from encouraging fair trade coffee outweighs the bad in allowing this woman's photo to be used for commercial purposes, without me being able to ask her permission. I therefore gave them permission to use the image. Any comments from ethicists out there, professional or amateur?

PS. I am not getting paid for use of the photo, except perhaps in the form of some free coffee.

PPS. Use of this or any other of my photos in any commercial capacity without my explicit permission is prohibited!

Monday, August 13, 2007

40

Well, here I am, officially in my 5th decade of life. Wow. Who woulda thunk? As usual, this year I failed to see a single meteor during the Perseids, the meteor shower that proclaims my birth. This was because, once again, I could not get to a dark enough region in time. I was, however, driving Northeast from Toronto to Ottawa before dawn this morning, prime meteor-spotting time. Yet no fireworks were forthcoming.

I am sad to report a couple of deaths were coincident with my landmark birthday. First was that of Anthony Wilson, the man who founded Factory Records, the recording label that started "Madchester", the British musical movement that produced some of the greatest acts of modern music: Joy Division, New Order, The Happy Mondays, The Smiths, Stone Roses, etc. (Note, the latter two were not Factory Records artists, but part of the movement nonetheless). Tony Wilson was the subject of the fantastic movie, Twenty Four Hour Party People.




Next was media mogul Merv Griffin, know mostly for his iconic 1970s talk show, but also as the brains and money behind TV shows like Jeopardy! and Wheel of Fortune. That's right, Merv was a tycoon. In fact, I heard somewhere that the music alone from those shows, penned by Merv, netted him something like $80 million a year.


I leave you with this unusual video. It's of Merv singing "I've Got A Lovely Bunch of Coconuts".

Friday, August 10, 2007

The Heavens Proclaim My Birth

It's true, O Droogs. Every year the heavens proclaim my birth by raining down fiery bits of space stuff on my birthday. This weekend will be no exception. Since everyone and his squirrel has been asking me, here are the details:

The Perseid Meteor Shower will begin Sunday night around 10pm (assuming you live in the Eastern Time Zone in the northern hemisphere). The shower will appear to come from the constellation Perseus, in the north east. It will peak just before dawn when, if we're lucky, we will see one shooting star every minute.

British Children's Novels

I saw Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix for the second time tonight. It really is a marvelous big movie, with an inspiring soundtrack, stunning visuals, convincing performances and a steady narrative that tells a complicated story quite competently within a limited time span.

(Of course, if you want to see the very best Potter visual depiction, look at Lindsay Lohan's portrayal of Hermione Granger on SNL.)

The Potter series of books aren't the finest examples of British children's writing, but they're pretty good. In fact, I bristle when adults look down their noses at these books; they are clever, well written, chock full of important adolescent explorations and values --and, they tell a pretty good story and have significantly added to the modern world's collection of folklore and cultural touchstones.

It's a rare thing to live through a genuine literary world phenomenon. Potter is one of them. The other notable one was, of course, The Da Vinci Code. Now, I really really wanted to like that piece of cra----- um, creative fiction. But, truth be known, I couldn't get past the first chapter; I felt myself getting dumber with each page! But still, I celebrated the fact that the world was celebrating a book.

The same goes for Harry Potter. I think it's marvelous that a book --not a video game, not a celebrity, not a movie or a TV show or a toy, but an old-fashioned simple book-- has so captured the love and excitement of children worldwide.

It got me thinking about some other children's books that made me happy as a child. I was never one for the whitewashed faux happiness of the Disney products (for that's what they are, products created by advertisers and marketers). Rather, I was always a fan of post-war British novels. They were often written from an emotional space grown from the experiences of children sent to live in the English countryside during the London blitz. These stories touched upon these kids' loneliness, self-reliance, appreciation of real danger, and their desperate need for fantasy to take them from the genuine harshness that was the real world.

Books like Tom's Midnight Garden were particularly important to me, as was The Borrowers, books about Paddington Bear (about whom I learned about marmalade and other exotic treats). Ballet Shoes was another inspired gem, introduced to me by my Scottish grade 3 teacher. There are scores of them that I'm forgetting, and it truly is a shame.

European children's books were, for me, a great source of subtle knowledge about other cultures. Something as basic as learning that the German currency was called the "mark" was revolutionary for a boy of 8 --and, I fear, today's literary diet of Americanized books all but erases that source of knowledge. Did you know, for instance, that the first Harry Potter book is called The Philosopher's Stone everywhere in the world, but The Sorceror's Stone in the USA, because the publishers feared that Americans were too daft to know what the philosopher's stone was supposed to be? Same goes for the His Dark Materials trilogy: the first book is called The Northern Lights everywhere in the world, but The Golden Compass in (North) America.

Anyway, as always, if you have any titles to share, bring 'em on.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

The Greatest Science Fiction Novels


Well, the previous post (greatest science fiction movies of all time) was pretty popular, so let's try a similar tack... how about the greatest science fiction novels of all time? Clearly, we are each entitled to our own definitions of both "science fiction" and "great". I defined the former last time; but for the latter, I'm going to go with something incorporating a gripping narrative, good writing, a lofty and inspiring idea, and even something to do with the book's impact on either society and/or the genre.

So here's my top 5 list:


5. The Martian Chronicles - Technically this is not a novel, but a loosely strung together collection of short stories about the fanciful colonization of Mars, told poetically by one of the original grandmasters, Ray Bradbury. Its science is poor, but its poetry is deep.

4. Second Foundation - The third book of the original Foundation Trilogy, this one brings together all of the amazing initial threads of a grand tale lasting a thousand years. Pure, "golden age" science fiction at its best.

3. Red Mars - Really, this only works if one considers the Mars Trilogy as one great book. Robinson was created a modern, believable tale of the colonization of Mars, injecting politics, economics, human will and fragility in with a strong dose of speculative science.

2. God Emperor of Dune - An odd choice, considering the original Dune is considered to be the classic. But this, the fourth installation, is the grandest, spanning a time frame of tens of thousands of years, and embracing a truly wondrous political, scientific and emotional imagination.

1. A Deepness In The Sky - This probably doesn't appear on anyone else's #1, but this to me epitomizes the best of hard science fiction. In it, Vinge tells a tale of truly inspiring scientific imagination, with a gripping narrative told at various levels, any one of which would have been a satisfying novel for a lesser writer.

Honourable mentions:

Gateway, Ringworld, Rendezvous With Rama, Startide Rising, War Of The Worlds, The Time Machine, The Illustrated Man, The Robots of Dawn, The Caves of Steel, Dune... the list goes on and on.

Did I miss any? (And no, Neuromancer, doesn't make the cut.)

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

The Greatest Science Fiction Films


In this searing heat, I can't seem to sustain a consistent high-level thought. So today instead of sociopolitical analyses, you get more entertainment news dithering. I saw a slew of new movies this past week. Here's the rundown:

The Simpsons - passable for kids and for non-longterm fans. For the rest of us, though, this was shallow disappointment.

Sunshine - looks great, sounds great; first 2/3 were really compelling. But it fell apart in the final 20 minutes. Ecch.

The Bourne Ultimatum - perhaps the perfect action movie. Doesn't talk down to you in any way.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix - the 2nd best of the series so far (after The Prisoner of Azkaban). Stunning images.

Somewhere in this process, I decided to list the greatest science fiction films of all time. To do so, I had to decide upon a definition of "science fiction". I decided that something is science fiction if it employs speculative science as a core element in its narrative. Star Wars does not qualify, for example, because its story could have taken place anywhere and anytime; the robots and spaceships were mere accessories not critical to the narrative.

So here's my top 5. Feel free to add your own in the comments section.

5. Gattaca - Elegant, intellectual and moody, this film explores the meaning of humanity in a world in which we can select and design the biological trappings of humanity.

4. The Day The Earth Stood Still - How would humans react to an alien... really?

3. Planet Of The Apes - It's got it all: spaceships, time travel, strange evolution... the ultimate hodgepodge of 1970s sci-fi ideas.

2. Bladerunner - Again, an exploration of what it means to be human, when humans can now be grown in vats.

1. 2001: A Space Odyssey - This was the first book I read cover-to-cover in one sitting. It's a rare film that embraces grand ideas that inspire, challenge and uplift, and doesn't bother to dumb it down.

Did I miss any?

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Hunh?

Don't ask about the photo. Nothing else was occurring to me.

Today you get a list of goodies:

  • Next time an ill-mannered putative suitor demands your number, give 'em this: (647) 476-4910. Go on, try it. Courtesy of Brother Bhash. Apparently, it's a franchise.

  • Today's Daily Perv Link (TM). As always, read at your own discretion.

  • The Podium has some new articles. Go!

  • And, my latest Microsoft column is posted!

Stealing From Evangelion


Yesterday I talked about the Transformers movie. One of the things that bugged me was the extent to which its script stole from the greatest anime creation of all time, Evangelion. Specifically, the idea of a giant non-biological alien being frozen in polar ice and kept hidden by a secret government organization, while technologies are derived from it --and while its brethren seek it out-- was stolen directly from the brilliance of Evangelion.

The image here is of the "angel" named "Adam", which is at the centre of the great mystery of Evangelion. When the live action version finally comes out, some fool will claim that its makers stole the image from Transformers, rather than the other way around.

Speaking of great things coming to the big screen, the single finest comic book is Watchmen. It's probably the only so-called "graphic novel" worthy of that lofty description, and is, I think, one of the finest works of English language literature of the latter half of the 20th century.

Well, word is out that after 20 years of being bandied about in various studios, Watchmen the movie is finally approaching production. My fear here is not that the film will suck (very high chance of that), but rather than the Hollywood marketing gurus will reduce this inspired piece of imagination into yet another comic book merchandising orgy. In other words, they will mistake this mature, adult tale for a children's show and market it accordingly, complete with action figures and a new Saturday morning cartoon, complete with pre-teen protagonists, a talking animal and dialogue replete with many uses of "dude", "super cool" and "extreme".

Sigh. In other news...

Here's where I plug my sitar teacher, Anwar Khurshid. Anwar mentioned to me that he just got a new gig "teaching some actor" that he'd never heard of. The actor? Mike Myers. Anwar, bless his soul, is blissfully unaware of anything in pop culture. Here's hoping he can translate this opportunity into becoming sitar teacher to the stars.