Thursday, December 20, 2012

Guns and the Decline of the Young Man


"If the soldier has largely been replaced by the video game character and the drone, if the mothers have proven that they can raise the children alone, if the corporations are less able or willing to guarantee the possibility of upward mobility and some level of respect that comes with title, if someone else can bring home the bacon, what is left for young men?

All this, and they still are not allowed to cry...
...I would argue that maleness and whiteness are commodities in decline. And while those of us who are not male or white have enjoyed some benefits from their decline, the sort of violence and murder that took place at Sandy Hook Elementary will continue to occur if we do not find a way to carry them along with us in our successes rather than leaving them behind. "


By CHRISTY WAMPOLE, The New York Times, Today



Why We Should Remember Robert H. Bork

News Item:

Robert H. Bork, a former solicitor general, federal judge and conservative legal theorist whose 1987 nomination to the United States Supreme Court was rejected by the Senate in a historic political battle whose impact is still being felt, died on Wednesday. He was 85.

Comment:

If Bork had been nominated Roe v Wade would have been overturned. The few working class protections left from FDR's days would have been overturned. He had a bad heart that was obvious to all. The Senate performed its Constitutional responsibility with honor and wisdom and the United States is better for it, but barely. This is why it is so very important that the President and the Senate protect the people from those who would diminish liberty for profit.

Theological Twiddling in Reality

I entered this question into the Google Search Engine, "how could god allow this to happen?" this opened a flood gate.
Questions of why god allows bad things to happen to "good" people or why he allows bad things to happen to innocent people etc.,etc.  The best we can understand the meaning of all this is that god allows a "crap shoot" to happen and the random consequence of it appears to shake him up just like it 
shakes most of us up. This appears to be "it", the answer. Probably, I was influenced by the current news of the massacre of the children in Connecticut.



There is a scientific rule which proclaims, "if it can go wrong it will go wrong".  If "god" is involved, what is the point? What Is it that he is trying to show us? 

The only point I can figure is that if god can do it, then he will eventually do it. If so, then wouldn't that make god a willful killer? The answer is "yes" but the observation is "so what, god makes the rules". 

But to me that would be like kicking the  can down the road.





What about babies? What about unbaptized babies? Why would they go to hell? 

 Too many unanswered questions for my taste. I vote for "god does not exist" and all the silly questions go away. And all of a sudden creatures who can think abstractly (us) become the captains of our own intellectual ships.

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FROM "THE OPINIONATOR" TODAY'S NY TIMES

Because a solid majority of Americans accept the gun culture (and almost half say they have a gun at home), the N.R.A. has no need to defend its highly questionable assumption that guns of almost every sort should be widely available. This is why there is little chance — even at this moment of moral pain and outrage — of our passing legislation that will significantly stem gun violence. At best, we will get legislation that works at the margins by, say, making it harder for criminal and mental patients to get guns and to limit availability of some of the most destructive weapons. And the carnage will continue.

Monday, December 10, 2012

Are We Living in a Holographic Universe? This May Be the Greatest Revolution of the 21st Century



What if our existence is a holographic projection of another, flat version of you living on a two-dimensional "surface" at the edge of this universe? In other words, are we real, or are we quantum interactions on the edges of the universe - and is that just as real anyway?

Whether we actually live in a hologram is being hotly debated,  but it is now becoming clear that looking at phenomena through a holographic lens could be key to solving some of the most perplexing problems in physics, including the physics that reigned before the big bang,what gives particles mass, a theory of quantum gravity.

In 1982 a litttle known but epic  event occured at the University of Paris, where a research team led by physicist Alain Aspect performed what may turn out to be one of the most important experiments of the 20th century. You did not hear about it on the Daily Show. In fact, unless you are a physicist you probably have never even heard Aspect's name, though increasing numbers of experts believe his discovery may change the face of science. Aspect and his team discovered that under certain circumstances subatomic particles such as electrons are able to instantaneously communicate with each other regardless of the distance separating them. It doesn't matter whether they are 10 feet or 10 billion miles apart.

Somehow each particle always seems to know what the other is doing. The problem with this feat is that it violates Einstein's long-held tenet that no communication can travel faster than the speed of light. Since traveling faster than the speed of light is tantamount to breaking the time barrier, this daunting prospect has caused some physicists to try to come up with increasingly elaborate ways to explain away Aspect's findings.

University of London physicist David Bohm, for example, believes Aspect's findings imply that objective reality does not exist, that despite its apparent solidity the universe is at heart a phantasm, a gigantic and splendidly detailed hologram. Bohm was involved in the early development of the holonomic model of the functioning of the brain, a model for human cognition that is drastically different from conventionally accepted ideas. Bohm developed the theory that the brain operates in a manner similar to a hologram, in accordance with quantum mathematical principles and the characteristics of wave patterns.

To understand why Bohm makes this startling assertion, one must first understand that a hologram is a three- dimensional photograph made with the aid of a laser. To make a hologram, the object to be photographed is first bathed in the light of a laser beam. Then a second laser beam is bounced off the reflected light of the first and the resulting interference pattern (the area where the two laser beams conflate) is captured on film. When the film is developed, it looks like a meaningless swirl of light and dark lines. But as soon as the developed film is illuminated by another laser beam, a three-dimensional image of the original object appears.

In a recent collaboration between Fermilab scientists and hundreds of meters of laser may have found the very pixels of reality, grains of spacetime one tenth of a femtometer across.

The GEO600 system is armed with six hundred meters of laser tube, which sounds like enough to equip an entire Star War, but these lasers are for detection, not destruction. GEO600's length means it can measure changes of one part in six hundred million, accurate enough to detect even the tiniest ripples in space time -  assuming it isn't thrown off by somebody sneezing within a hundred meters or the wrong types of cloud overhead (seriously).  The problem with such an incredibly sensitive device is just that - it's incredibly sensitive.

The interferometer staff constantly battle against unwanted aberration, and were struggling against a particularly persistent signal when Fermilab Professor Craig Hogan suggested the problem wasn't with their equipment but with reality itself.  The quantum limit of reality, the Planck length, occurs at a far smaller length scale than their signal - but according to Hogan, this literal ultimate limit of tininess might be scaled up because we're all holograms. Obviously.

The idea is that all of our spatial dimensions can be represented by a 'surface' with one less dimension, just like a 3D hologram can be built out of information in 2D foils.  The foils in our case are the edges of the observable universe, where quantum fluctuations at the Planck scale are 'scaled up' into the ripples observed by the GEO600 team.  We'd like to remind you that although we're talking about "The GEO600 Laser Team probing the edge of reality", this is not a movie.

What does this mean for you?  In everyday action, nothing much - we're afraid that a fundamentally holographic nature doesn't allow you to travel around playing guitar and fighting crime (no matter what 80s cartoons may have taught you.)  Whether reality is as you see it, or you're the representation of interactions on a surface at the edge of the universe, getting run over by a truck (or a representation thereof) will still kill you.

In intellectual terms, though, this should raise so many fascinating questions you'll never need TV again.  While in the extreme earliest stages, with far more work to go before anyone can draw any conclusions, this is some of the most mind-bending metaphysical science you'll ever see.

The Daily Galaxy via twm.co.nz and  newscientist.com

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Looking west along the Chesepeake Bay from Chrissfield, Maryland








Something is Wrong Here


THE BISHOP OF KANSAS CITY CONVICTED OF COVERING UP THE SINS OF HIS PEDOPHILE CLERGY

The Roman Catholic bishops of the United States have a choice, they can do what Jesus would require of them or they can continue to do what they have been doing. I believe the Church i.e., the ordained clergy was given a second opportunity to behave in a moral manner and like the first opportunity (the years immediately before the Reformation) they again failed. This second time it is fair judge the Church in light of current events and determine whether it is God's one true Church or another bogus and tragic example of evil masked as God's workers on earth. Every Catholic should review why he/she is a Catholic and try to determine if membership in the Church or even faith in God is still an option.

Concerning column in today's NYT by Frank Bruno on the new hit movie "Zero Dark Thirty".

Below find remarks from an invididual who calls himself "ostan" taken from this morning's New York Times.  He is commenting on the value and morality of torture.  Which I consider to be an issue not yet resolved in this country. 

"Many security experts, as the article notes, would disagree that torture "works" as a method of interrogation. There is the problem, most obviously, of misinformation and false confessions produced under duress. The brutalization of suspects can also fuel anti-American sentiment, helping to recruit new jihadists. But, more immportantly, torture is simply horrifyingly wrong, a violation of basic standards of due process and human dignity that can never be justified. That's why it's expressly prohibited the Geneva Conventions and other protocols to which the United States is a signatory. It's more than a leftist truism to say that a case could and should be built against Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld and others in the Bush administration for their advocacy of waterboarding and other methods that clearly violated international law and will remain to great shame of our country."

The take-away the reader gets from this, I hope,  is:

"TORTURE IS SIMPLY HORRIFYING WRONG, A VIOLATION OF BASIC STANDARDS OF DUE PROCESS AND HUMAN DIGNITY THAT CAN NEVER BE JUSTIFIED".




That I would even have to post this picture and comment comes as a realization that many Americans believe we can suspend basic rights and protections when it is convenient including individuals of power and influence. Such actions come from fear and the belief that the end can justify the means which is innately immoral. 
My Favorite Cartoon Ever
We Have Met The Enemy And He Is Us...

WHAT IS IT ABOUT CHRIST THAT REPUBLICANS JUST DON'T GET?

My Passing Parade


"The Republicans biggest enemy is this man because he said Heal the Sick, Feed the Hungry, Care for the weakest Among us, and Always pray in private." -From "The Newsroom" on HBO




Sunday, November 18, 2012


The Men and Women of Wikes Bare and Scranton At the End of the Nineteenth Century - On Their Backs Was America Made.
This picture was drawn by Greg Guiteras a high school classmate and good friend. Besides capturing my likeness I would like to think he accurately captured what I hope I am about at this point in my life. Thank you Greg.

A Time To Think About Those Who Preceded Us


MY VISITS

I occasionally pay a visit to a cemetery usually to visit my family. During such a visit I sometimes would walk about and look at other sites.  I would stop and pay
a visit from time to time and take some pictures. On an emotional level over time I began to acquire a profound respect for those lying beneath my feet. They were monuments and family tombs as well as an ocean of stones or markers. There were clear chiseled markers with profound or clever sayings and occasional stones with some lines of poetry. There were stones for slaves some with a just a first name most others with nothing written. There were stones where the aged engraving was no longer readable. There were other stones where cryptic statements would read "Baby daughter died 3 MOS..." There were stones with nothing written and I wondered was a body present there. What I came to appreciate as I walked among the stones and markers was the human beings that once lived. Fools and saints, predators and victims, the innocent, the troubled the unloved, the ones who never grew to develop a complete personality. Failures, happy souls, philosophers and the self absorbed. Those who could and did love and others who could only love themselves.  All Honors to them all for their time spent here.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Popcorn Head

This is a drawing by my daughter Jane Ann Wynn.  She chose to draw a composet of all her cats.   This kitty is is flakey and is know as Pop Corn Head.


Gregorian Chant: Monastic Choir of the Abbey of St. Pierre de Solesmes, 1930 -



One LP of a two LP collection issued in the early 1960s on the RCA Victor Red Seal Collector's Issue label, catalogue number LCT-6011.


Solesmes Abbey or St. Peter's Abbey, Solesmes (Abbaye Saint-Pierre de Solesmes) is a Benedictine monastery in Solesmes (Sarthe, France), famous as the source of the restoration of Benedictine monastic life in the country under Dom Prosper Guéranger after the French Revolution. It was originally founded in 1010 as a priory of the Benedictine Le Mans abbey. The abbey is noted for its crucial contribution to the advancement of the Roman Catholic liturgy and the revival of Gregorian chant. A documentary film on life at Solesmes was made in 2009 and focuses on the tradition of the chant at the monastery.

Mahler wrote this in six weeks. It's the greatest choral symphony ever written and his masterpiece.

Mahler wrote the 9th in six weeks. .

 

Saturday, July 28, 2012

I Am Lately Learning What Has Been Obvious To Some For Quite Awhile

Elaine once told me, “you cannot just leave a bit of beauty for what it is, appreciate it and move on”. I still cannot. I think I know why now. In that wild twilight time between sleep and consciousness, that which has been burred sometimes for years in one's amygula momentarily flows unencumbered into the consciousness before being snuffed back into oblivion. Fortunately for me yesterday, that which was recovered by my consciousness was a snippet of a pleasurable emotion. Being a recovered emotion rather than a recovered memory it is experienced in maximum intensity, such as the beatific vision is said to be. The memory of the event which stays in the consciousness is recalled as sublime, because the amygula speaks the language of emotion and not of reason. And this is mostly good for humans but occasionally bad. This is what the genius Freud devoted his early career delving into.

Why is this so?
When the emotion being experienced is terror rather than joy, the state is being translated into basic absolute terms which is all this primitive organelle can deal with. The consciousness mind, the higher mind, finds itself hard put to give back which the brain put so much effort in hiding in the first place, e.g., the trauma and
stress.


David Evans 

Friday, July 27, 2012




Look carefully at this picture and you see that it is not a painting or drawing but a photograph. 
The Marvelous Floating Stage of the Bregenz Festival In Austria -
The festival has become renowned for its unconventional staging of shows.



Verdi' s opera "A Masked Ball" in 1999 featured a giant book being read by a skeleton.
From Skeptic Shahrukh Qureshi 's page.

Faint Memories of a Childhood Long Ago






I stayed home from work today because I had been a bit under the weather.
I had laid myself across the bed and fell asleep along with my cat.  I am a man of seventy-six years of age now and have been living alone since the death of my wife about five years ago. I still feel and love and wish and dream as always.  However, something occurred to me while in this shallow slumber that pushed me to an experience which I have not fully enjoyed for the past seventy ears. I would describe what I felt as a pure strong profound emotion almost visceral. What awakened me were the sounds of little boys and girls gleefully screaming and shouting outside like only children can. In my slumber as I was coming to I momentarily believed that I too was in my childhood and was one of the little boys who I could hear. I again experienced this pure joy of childhood of anticipating the fun and joy I was about to experience with my best pals. A jolt of adrenalin shot into my body propelling me into a sitting position, ready to jump up and run out to play again on this best of all days with my best of all friends in the whole world. Then I woke up and that special feeling was again just a memory.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

THE TEMPTEST



THE TEMPTEST

A palimpsest memory
so effecting the whole.
Words now forgotten 
once forming a whole,
Evoke an inner quality
evokes inherent distrust. 
The  thoughtless, 
reactionary citizen,
polarized within the day. 

Quickset impulse,
oblivious to precious 
enduring time. 
Thin sheeted ghosts
stomp on by,
gaining nothing 
from Whitman, 
or Longfellow. 
Nothing farsighted
evoking the sublime.

"I think I could turn and live with animals
they are so placid and self-contained,
I stand and look at them long and long,
They do not sweat and whine about their condition;
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins;
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God.
Not one is dissatisfied--not one is demented with the mania of owning things. 
Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind
that lived thousands of years ago;
Not one is respectable or industrious over the whole earth" (With Animals by Whitman).

Dim sheeted ghosts,
turning away from earth. 
Indignant, malignant, viperidae,
Slither up amongst your swooning
group and see past your narrow palisades
to a deeper, steeper condition.  
The sides of the machine a cold nothingness, 
far harder to reach the sun. 
Wthin closed mind -
A rout from our closed-off enclaves.

We grow farther from the sun,
but my feet still kiss the earth, heeding
a song not yet sung. I the outsider,
still green, following the sun.

"Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!—
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul." - ( A Psalm of Life byLongfellow).

D. Cardew Evans 01/10/11

Monday, April 23, 2012

The Decline of America in the 21st Century



The Emergence of the Decline of Civility and Intelligence in America in the 21 Century  as Recorded by the Camera

"The Decline of America in the 21 Century" 
This is the title I have given to a series of pictures that I have either taken myself, will take  or they were so good that I copied them. The present picture(copied)  is the front door of P. Ballantine & Sons, Newark New Jersey, a once great brewery and sponsor of the New York Yankees and Philadelphia Athletics in the 20 Century. Now just mold in the cracks of life.

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Saturday, April 21, 2012

In Appreciation of Small and Inconspicuous Beauty

In Appreciation of Small and Inconspicuous Beauty



I have walked in the woods and meadows all my life and have passed by obscure little plants and flowers which I cannot identify.  My wife Elaine was the first to bring this beauty to my  attention and awakened my appreciation for the inconspicuous beauty found almost all over the outdoors. My granddaughter Verity I later noticed did the same thing.  


I therefore open this space in my blog to the appreciation of the beauty I learned about from those two dear people.

The tiny white flowers in the lower left of this  picture almost remained unnoticed. 

Blow then make a wish!

Unlike the other flowers on this page this is not wild but was planted by Elaine.  However, the bumble bee is wild.

            Φ ι λ α δ έ λ φ ε ι α



I was born in Philadelphia and lived my first ten years  

there. I played in  Rittenhouse Square as a child.  My family on both sides passed through this

 town. My father's family came here after William Penn opened this land to his


 food in about 1845. This park (or square) goes way back with Penn's plans for 


Philadelphia between the rivers. The Quakers called city blocks squares because

 they usually were square. Everybody I ever knew in Philadelphia is either gone or


 dead. For me it is just a town of memories but these memories helped to make me


 who I am.








This is a picture of the three men I admire most, the Father, Son and Holy Ghost
.
  If you look carefully you can see them. 

  Right behind the the three men you will see the Fairmount Waterworks.  I 

understand that it supplied water to the burghers. It stopped working in

 1909 a few years after my mother was born. I guess they found a 


method to provide water because it always came out of our zink.  

Behind the waterworks you can see the Philadelphia Museum of Art

dominating the Fairmount landscape.








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This picture is either, a picture of love on one of the most important days

 of their lives.  Or, it could be a commercial photo opportunity.  I, of course


 do know which it is (and I know you do too).  But it is fun to dream, isn't


 it?