From cheesy moons to fractals
I can remember a time when nobody could really say for certain that the moon was not made of cheese. Scientists perhaps were a little more sure that it wasn't, but the general consensus was that it could as well be made of cheese, or be a silver disk, or turn out to be a hole in the night sky! Then one day we all crowded around these funky little glass cathode ray tubes with the images painted on the inside of the glass and watched as humans finally found out just what was the moon made of.
We were quietly disappointed not to discover moon men, nor any trace thereof, but openly thrilled to have flung men so far from home and brought them back to tell the tale. they were even able to bring back bits of the stuff and it was certainly of this world.
Of late we are factually learning almost as much about Mars, a comet, and an asteroid, I think, from landed robots, and nearly as much from satellites around most of the nearby planets! Our children are growing up in a world where "fractal" is used in disney movies as an adjective! We hadn't yet discovered the concept when I was in University, though the idea was beginning to ripple through the math society. I know I found, and find, these things thrilling in animated video or zoomable image. I'd love a strong wall art with a fractal that just keeps going till I can't see it without a microscope.
Well, I'm going in a different direction with that.
So far we've come, it's so beautiful. I feel so sad to see Dan devolving into this hypervigilant paranoid anti-authority man. He's become more stubborn, less co-operative, and absolutely hooked on this stimulating fear mongering and the tales they tell. He is finding the extreme rebel corners of the internet and diving in. I wonder if he's piping money off via his mother's account sometimes. God I hope not. I am already feeling overwhelmed with the amount of vitriole this is creating in him. Losing income to it as well when we're so in debt? Madness. Sheer madness that takes me on a wild ride for which I have no brakes.
And on that thought, I think I'll sleep with the tv on.
We were quietly disappointed not to discover moon men, nor any trace thereof, but openly thrilled to have flung men so far from home and brought them back to tell the tale. they were even able to bring back bits of the stuff and it was certainly of this world.
Of late we are factually learning almost as much about Mars, a comet, and an asteroid, I think, from landed robots, and nearly as much from satellites around most of the nearby planets! Our children are growing up in a world where "fractal" is used in disney movies as an adjective! We hadn't yet discovered the concept when I was in University, though the idea was beginning to ripple through the math society. I know I found, and find, these things thrilling in animated video or zoomable image. I'd love a strong wall art with a fractal that just keeps going till I can't see it without a microscope.
Well, I'm going in a different direction with that.
So far we've come, it's so beautiful. I feel so sad to see Dan devolving into this hypervigilant paranoid anti-authority man. He's become more stubborn, less co-operative, and absolutely hooked on this stimulating fear mongering and the tales they tell. He is finding the extreme rebel corners of the internet and diving in. I wonder if he's piping money off via his mother's account sometimes. God I hope not. I am already feeling overwhelmed with the amount of vitriole this is creating in him. Losing income to it as well when we're so in debt? Madness. Sheer madness that takes me on a wild ride for which I have no brakes.
And on that thought, I think I'll sleep with the tv on.