I'm (still) Gambit

Gambit

After discovering that he was Nightcrawler, Adriaan asked which X-Man the rest of us are. So, I took the test

Name: Gambit

POB: USA

Mutant Power:Through physical contact, Gambit can charge inanimate objects with kinetic energy, which is released on contact with explosive results. Gambit also has slightly enhanced agility and speed.

Brief Bio:Growing up alone in New Orleans as a pickpocket, Gambit’s red eyes always set him apart. A thief and a ladies man, Gambit joined the X-MEN after rescuing Storm from the Shadow King.

Gambit and Rogue have always had an on/off relationship, because of the barrier of her powers. They did manage to get it on once though, when a villain removed their powers temporarily whilst holding them prisoner below Antarctica.

The really amusing thing is that when I took a similar test back last June, it said I was Gambit, too!

My Netflix queue

After severely decimating my movie collection, I got to talking with one of the guys at work, and he gave Netflix a glowing recommendation.

It looks like a handy little service. You select what moves you’d like to rent, and then subscribe for a \$20/month fee. As movies become available, Netflix sends them to you. You watch them, then send them back. No per-day charges, no late fees — just send them back whenever you’re done. You’re allowed to have three out at a time, and when you send any back, more from your list get sent to you.

So, I figured what the heck, and signed up. ~~If anyone’s really morbidly curious, I’ll keep track of what’s in my queue here.~~ Feel free to suggest some, too!

Update: Trying to keep track of my rental queue was rapidly becoming fairly obnoxious to try to deal with as I kept adding stuff, so I’ve discontinued that. I’ve also moved my mini-reviews to posts of their own, rather than perpetually adding comments to this post. They’ll show up on the main page, or you can always check the MovieReviews category listing to catch up.

You all rock!

I just wanted to say to Erik, Kirsten, Prairie, Dad, Tim, and Sharon how much I’m enjoying the back-and-forth of the last few days regarding evolution, social standing, and everything else. This is a blast, and a fun way to kick my brain into gear! You all rock.

Darwin Has Left the Building

I’m getting some very interesting and thought provoking (and occasionally incoherent) responses to my earlier ‘Cynicism reigns supreme‘ post. It’s been fun watching them pop up over the course of the day, though I wasn’t able to come back to them until now.

Erik raised some very valid points in response to my ranting that I wanted to address, partly because I found them quite interesting, but also because they addressed some worries I had when making my post.

I’m not going to get into a discussion that “poor” = “stupid” and that “wealthy” = “intelligent” as the article I’m quoting does.

I knew when posting that entry that those particular generalizations could very easily be the most contentious pieces of what I wrote. In fact, it very much ties in conceptually to Jamie’s reply to Erik’s original post, in linking social status to ability. I debated seeing if I could find a way to reword the post to remove that particular tone. In the end, though, I decided to leave it as originally written, opting instead to add the disclaimer to the beginning. Seeing as how it’s been mentioned, however briefly, I think it’s worthwhile to address what I wrote.

First off, I’d like to make quite clear that I do not actually belive that wealth, or the lack thereof, has any direct correlation to intelligence, or the lack thereof. I’ve met people with far less disposable income than I who could run circles around me intellectually, and conversely, I’ve met people who could spend my yearly income without batting an eye that I wouldn’t trust to take my laundry to the cleaners.

While I feel comfortable standing by my assertion that, in general, more intelligent people are less likely to have large numbers of progeny than less intelligent people, the class distinction that I included in my original post was very admittedly a sterotype.

The only possible defense I can offer for using such a sterotype (and it is an admittedly weak one) is that, in the grand scheme of things, a highly intelligent person in a lower class environment is far more likely to find a way to improve their standing in life (though study, job opportunities, and so on) than someone of less intelligence. At the same time, a highly stupid person in a higher class environment is far more likely to end up at a lower standing (through bad investments, squandering their finances, etc.) than someone of greater intelligence. In the end, theoretically, things would even out.

Of course, that’s not how things work in the real world. Still, if I’m going to attempt to justify the use of a boneheaded stereotype, I might as well do my best, right? ;)

Anyway. On to more interesting things…. Erik goes on to look at my assumptions regarding intelligence as it relates to the evolutionary theory of ‘survival of the fittest.’

(First off, a quick admission: I’ve not actually read Darwin’s The Origin of Species [though it’s now in my Amazon wishlist], nor any of his other work, so I’m basing much of what I say primarily on hazy memories of high school science classes.)

Unfortunately, “more intelligent” does not necessarily mean “more fit” for survival. Darwin makes no such statement regarding mental capacity. A stupid giraffe with a properly sized neck seems equally or better prepared to survive than a really brilliant giraffe with a short neck (neck length allows giraffes to reach leaves at the tops of trees, thus preventing them from starving to death).

If “survival” is defined as “reaching a breeding age and passing on your genetic material” then certainly these “less thoughtful” people as Michael redfined them are fitter by definition! They are more successful at passing on their genetic material (by having more children). They’re successes in Darwin’s eyes, and thus, the “fitter” membes of the species.

Nature, or in this case our society, does not reward intelligence with breeding rights.

My understanding is that being “more fit” for survival is not merely dependent upon intelligence, but upon a combination of factors, of which intelligence is merely one. The ability to survive in any environment depends on whether one can feed, house, clothe, support, and defend themselves (at minimum, I’m sure that list could go on quite a bit longer). Intelligence is certainly required, as is strength, dexterity, adaptability, and a host of other traits.

I would posit that while our society does not reward intelligence with breeding rights, Nature does. When adversity presents itself to a group of individuals, then those individuals need to find a way to overcome that adversity. Different challenges will require different traits, or combinations of traits, to come to the fore, but intelligence seems to me to be a baseline requirement in order to survive in the long term.

As an example, consider the groups of apes in the prologue to 2001 — a fictional encounter in a science fiction movie, to be sure, but not an unreasonable scenario. Both groups approach the same water hole, and proceed to threaten each other over who gets to drink. While all other evolutionary traits were approximately equal (strength, dexterity, etc.), leading to a standoff, it was the more intelligent ape who broke the stalemate by picking up a bone and using it as a weapon to kill one rival ape, and drive the rest of the enemy pack away.

Similar scenarios are not hard to come up with. Two groups of hunters are caught out in a storm. One hunkers down where they are, and loses some of their members to exposure. The other seeks shelter in a nearby cave and stays warm. After the storm passes, the group that sought shelter is more able to continue on with the hunt and provide food for their tribe, while the other weaker group is not able to do so. Or, two tribes, each faced with attack by a group of hungry wolves. One tribe breaks up, each person trying seperately to attack the wolves, and falling in the process. The other stays together, arranging the stronger hunters in a circle, protecting the weaker members inside the defensive circle, and presenting a far less vulnerable target for the wolf pack.

In each of the above scenarios, while it is the combination of many traits that assists in determining which group is more fit for survival, the one outstanding trait is intelligence — the ability to work through a difficult situation and determine new or different approaches that work better than the ones that have been tried before. Thusly, while Nature does not reward intelligence alone, Nature does reward intelligence with breeding rights.

However, our society does not reward intelligence with breeding rights. To continue quoting Erik’s post…

Nature, or in this case our society, does not reward intelligence with breeding rights. “First cum, first served” is the way it goes, and conformity and “normalness” get you bonus points. What is rewarded, in the Darwinian sense of the word? Sex. Pure and simple. Our society rewards conformity. Intelligent people (nerds, geeks, dorks) stand out. […] “Geeks” aren’t rewarded with sex. The 80% in the middle? They’re humping like crazy.

One of my first statements in my original post was that “…Darwin’s theory of natural selection, in many ways, no longer applies to the human race at large.” While when I wrote that, I was specifically referring to advances in medical technology that allow us to keep alive those who would in bygone days be “culled from the herd,” I believe that what Erik says here is also a very strong reason to support my argument.

In the section I quoted earlier, Erik suggests that because they are more likely to breed profusely, than the less intelligent people are actually more fit to survive than the more intelligent people that limit their offspring to one or two. In other words, he seems to be saying, “According to Darwin’s Theory, more fit people are more likely to breed. Therefore, because less intelligent people are breeding more, they must be more fit to breed.” This strikes me as a logical fallacy (possibly Affirming the Consequent, though I’m not entirely sure, and at 1:20 in the morning, I don’t feel like wading through the entire list of fallacies to confirm it).

At this point, I amend, but stand by, my original premise that through medical science and societal standards, we as a race have removed ourselves from the premise of Natural Selection. It is no longer the most fit — those with the best combination of all desirable traits, including, but not limited to, intelligence — who are more likely to propagate. Rather, it is those that either best fit a societal norm that is far below what it should be (in my not-so-humble opinion), or those that simply continue to have children, no matter how ill-advised it may be to do so.

Sumo wrestlers and rattlesnakes

The sheer ponderousness of the panel’s opinion — the mountain of verbiage it must deploy to explain away these fourteen short words of constitutional text — refutes its thesis far more convincingly than anything I might say. The panel’s labored effort to smother the Second Amendment by sheer body weight has all the grace of a sumo wrestler trying to kill a rattlesnake by sitting on it — and is just as likely to succeed.

— Justice Alex Kozinski, in his dissenting opinion to Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals case Silvera v. Lockyer (PDF)

(via Cory Doctorow, via trubble)

Cynicism Reigns Supreme

I’ve long maintained, simply by virtue of daily observation, that the vast, vast majority of people are idiots. Not just gullible, unquestioning, media-programmed bigots with tabloid vocabularies — rather, actually of very low intelligence. […] So, aside from what science says, why does this state of affairs exist (as it undoubtedly does)?

Background: This all started with Erik, continued with Jamie, and was then picked up by Matt, where I stumbled into the fray. My personal ‘sometimes more serious than others, depending on how many momos I had to deal with today’ opinion is that, quite simply, we (i.e., the human race) are breeding ourselves into oblivion by breeding for stupidity.

DISCLAIMER: This is me approaching my most cynical. I make several broad over-generalizations and assumption in the following rant. Some or all of what follows may very well be offensive. I don’t necessarily believe that all of the following is true, nor am I normally this pessimistic (or this much of an ass), but hey, I have my moments. Take the following as mad ranting, or a thought experiment, but whatever you do, please take it with several grains of salt. That said…continue on, if you wish!

Thanks to the miracles of modern medicine, Darwin’s theory of natural selection, in many ways, no longer applies to the human race at large. Nearly any disease, physical infirmity, or handicap that in bygone days would remove someone from the gene pool can now be cured, repaired, or compensated for. Survival of the fittest has given way to survival of everyone (or possibly survival of the wealthy, if you’re feeling particularly cynical). Due in part to this curtailing of the natural death rate, along with many other factors, the planet’s population continues to grow nearly unchecked.

Meanwhile, the world continues to be a somewhat scary place. While many people in the privileged classes live well, those not fortunate enough to have been born into middle-class or better environments find themselves fighting just to stay where they are, and not slide lower down on the economic scale. The U.S., not even able to feed and house all of its citizens, spends billions of dollars bombing already less-fortunate countries further into oblivion.

Intelligent people — those with more than two brain cells to rub together — look around at the world and realize that it has a tendency to be a pretty iffy bargain, and either resolve not to have children, or to limit themselves to one or two children.

Less intelligent thoughtful people, though, seem to be popping babies out like there’s no tomorrow. Whether it’s through lack of birth control or because they get more of a welfare stipend from the government for each child (or both), lower-class families seem far more likely to have multitudes of rugrats running around than upper-class families do.

End result — the average IQ of the world drops incrementally with each new child, as the few children born by people determined to have no more children than they can support are far outnumbered by the teeming masses content to sit on the couch, obsess over American Idol or Jerry Springer, and have more children that they can’t take care of.

And so, we breed ourselves into extinction.

Well, of course!

For my opinion…see a future post in the metaphysics category.

— Matt Gemmell, in this post.

Where else would I look for a future post but in the ‘metaphysics’ category?

Peace is our profession

Operation Strangelove: On May 14^th^, host a screening (even if it’s just for yourself!) of Dr Strangelove (or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb)!

Be part of a national anti-war action on May 14. Screen “Dr. Strangelove,” and raise money for groups still working hard for peace, justice and relief in Iraq.

Pre-emptive strikes. Cowboy diplomacy. Men conspiring in the War Room, bent on world domination. Weapons of mass destruction. And most terrifying of all, an invasion begun for one overwhelming reason: precious fluids.

Forty years after its filming, the dark and explosively funny “Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb” seems like a satirical time bomb planted by Stanley Kubrick and Terry Southern, set to detonate on Bush’s doctrine of unilateral warfare, anytime, anywhere.

As the war on Iraq winds down (at least on TV), as the perils (and profits) of occupation loom, and as the Bushies plot the next pre-emptive strike, Operation Strangelove aims to show the warmongers in their true light.

On May 14, put on a screening of “Dr. Strangelove” — in your living room, at the local theater, on campus, on your laptop, anywhere you can — and say no to unilateral invasions, to endangering our troops for the sake of oil, to flouting international law and the world community in the name of empire. Follow the film with discussions, forums, debates. Keep talking. Keep acting. Let’s give new meaning to the old Strategic Air Command motto, “Peace Is Our Profession.”

(via Kalilily)

iTunes Man

(by Scott Taylor, with apologies to Billy Joel, sung to the tune of ‘Piano Man’)

It’s nine o’ clock at the iTunes store,
A phenomenal crowd’s logging on,
There’s an old man on AOL
Finding music from ages bygone.

He says, “Steve can you play me a memory?
“I’m not really sure how it goes,
“But I typed in a track and got album names back!
“And I’m not even wearing my clothes!”

Oh la da da diddy da da, la da diddy da da da.
Sell us a song, you’re the iTunes man,
Sell us a song tonight.
Well, we’re all in the mood for a melody,
And you’ve got the pricing just right.

Now Claude at Vivendi’s a friend of mine
And his business is selling CDs.
And knows the solution for store distribution,
But he’s worried about MP3s.
He says “Steve I believe this is killing us!
“All these pirates don’t pay us a dime.
“Well I’m sure that you could be a billionaire,
“If you could sell music online.”

Oh la da da diddy da da, la da diddy da da da.
Sell us a song, you’re the iTunes man,
Sell us a song tonight.
Well, we’re all in the mood for a melody,
And you’ve got the pricing just right.

Now Paul is an iPod enthusiast
Who listens to Jazz with his wife
And he’s chatting with Maxine, who’s still in the rap scene
And probably will be for life.
And the waitress is downloading Dixie Chicks
As the dial-up man slowly gets Stones
Yes they’re sharing the bandwidth from Akamai
But it’s better than P2P clones.

Sell us a song, you’re the iTunes man,
Sell us a song tonight.
Well, we’re all in the mood for a melody,
And you’ve got the pricing just right.

Its a pretty good crowd for just Macintosh
And the PC guys give me a smile
Cause they know that iTunes will be Windows-bound soon
If they just can hold out for a while.

And the AAC sounds like originals
And rights management isn’t a pain,
And they sit at the screens of their iTunes machines
And say “Man, this is worse than cocaine!”

Sell us a song, you’re the iTunes man,
Sell us a song tonight.
Well, we’re all in the mood for a melody,
And you’ve got the pricing just right.

(found on /.)