Ok, status check, Monday morning. I am busy packing for the big move on Wednesday. Why does it take so long? Where did all this stuff come from?
You are watching this great preview of a new BBC show where they dub voices onto nature footage. Must be the cheapest show ever, but it’s still pretty funny.
If you read some futurists, they have this theory about how fast the speed of technology progression is moving, and it looks like a graph that starts slow and then suddenly goes almost straight up. The moment where it moves from being a sloped line to going straight up is referred to as the Singularity. Once we hit that, technology will progress so fast it will seem almost instantaneous. All kinds of cool stuff to look forward to when that happens: downloading our brains into computers, sending our consciousness across the universe, etc. Some say it might happen in as little as 50 years.
Or so the theory goes.
I will say though, sometimes I feel like I’m seeing so many mind-blowers on various blogs that we must be getting close to that moment. Case in point:
[This was emailed to me from PatH, and I dunno where he got it from…]
And, far be it for me to pile it on, but I just saw this and somehow it seems to fit with the last vid and musings on the future. Our man Carl Sagan, auto-tuned to sing a fantastic and future-minded song about, what else, the Cosmos. When I watch these auto-tuned pieces, I’m always wondering how much work it took to make…
I remember seeing this routine as a kid and it stuck with me. Even watching it today I can remember the whole shtick that went along with the cube, and how amazing it was to see.
GIRL A: Can I get just like a side of chickpeas?
GIRL B: She brought her lunch but she just wants some chickpeas. That’s so weird!
GIRL A: I know, I’m weird!
(they are laughing really loudly)
GIRL A: We are so annoying right now, I love it!
GIRL B: I know, if I was sitting next to myself on the subway, I’d totally put a gun to my head.
Great quote from a 1966 issue of New Yorker, hooked up by SFJ about information:
“If you ask me, the question is not whether the Beatles are more popular than Jesus but whether information is more popular than knowledge, which it is. That is one of the curses of modern man. We are all Infomaniacs, and our only god is Info. Actually, I see Info as the Goddess of Thin Milk; she feeds us only what can never nourish our souls or bring our thoughts to maturation.”