In the last second, cesium-133 atoms around the world oscillated through 9,192,631,770 radiation cycles in atomic clocks measuring International Atomic Time (TAI)*. While you read the previous sentence, 400,000 billion neutrinos from the sun passed through you*. By the time you finish reading this paragraph, you will have inhaled nitrogen atoms that were also inhaled by dinosaurs 65 to 230 million years ago*.
In the last minute the world consumed 56,060 barrels of oil*, 42,000 plastic bottles, 350,000 aluminum cans*, and 1 million plastic bags*. 26 hectares of forests were cut and cleared, the equivalent of 37 football fields*. 582 cattle, buffalo, and calves; 2,283 pigs; 1,512 sheep and goats; and 81,811 chickens, ducks, turkeys, and geese were slaughtered as livestock*. 3.5 million bar codes were scanned1.
110 people died in that same time span*, 31 of them died of cardiovascular disease*, 13 died of cancer*, eight died of smoking-related illness*, six died of diabetes*, five died of AIDS* while 11 people contracted HIV*, three died of lung cancer*, two died and 95 others were injured in car accidents*, and one died from small arms fire*. One woman died from complications in pregnancy or childbirth*. Five newborns died*. 12 children died of hunger*, and two children died of polluted water and inadequate sanitation*. 11 people and one child went blind*.
The United States’ National Debt grew by $1.3 million dollars*. The world debt grew by $9.9 million dollars*. The world spent $2 million on its militaries*.
In the last twelve minutes a plant or animal species went extinct, vanishing from the Earth forever*.
245 people were born in the last 60 seconds*. 49 of them were born in India, 34 in China, and 8 in the United States. 389 women became pregnant*. 540 Viagra tablets were dispensed*. Each child born right now will see an average of 3.5 million minutes in their lifetime.
The world produced $124 million in goods and services, as well as 33 million kilowatt-hours of electricity*. The United States contributed $4,851 to the immediate alleviation of humanitarian emergencies worldwide*. $250 thousand dollars in student aid was distributed*.
184 thousand e-mails where sent, 76 thousand of which were spam*. 138 thousand people queried Google.com in 90 languages*. 120 new blogs appeared on the Internet*. Two books were published*.
At this moment there are 366,000 people flying in airplanes all around the globe*.
Over the last 60 seconds, the 6.5 billion human hearts currently beating on planet Earth pumped a combined total of 32.5 billion liters of blood*. These same human bodies produced 903.5 quadrillion new red blood cells* and burned 10.8 billion calories of energy*.
Every minute it took you to read this article, the Earth traveled 1117 miles of its yearly orbit around the Sun, the Sun traveled 9,320 miles of its orbit around the Milky Way, the Milky Way traveled 22,369 miles relative to the average velocity of the Universe, and the Universe expanded 11 million miles in all directions**.
As George Harrison of the Beatles wrote, “…and life flows on within you without you.*”
1. Everything is Miscellaneous. David Weinberger, Times Books, 2007.
Detail of Chris Jordan’s Jet Trails
Depicts 11,000 jet trails,
equal to the number of commercial flights
in the US every eight hours.
This research is old news, and complicates the whole Global Warming debate even further. Air pollution might be behind observations that the amount of solar radiation reaching the Earth’s surface has gone down drastically over five decades of observations:
“There was a staggering 22% drop in the sunlight, and that really amazed me.” Intrigued, [Dr. Gerry Stanhill] searched records from all around the world, and found the same story almost everywhere he looked.
Sunlight was falling by 10% over the USA, nearly 30% in parts of the former Soviet Union, and even by 16% in parts of the British Isles.
Although the effect varied greatly from place to place, overall the decline amounted to one to two per cent globally every decade between the 1950s and the 1990s. (source)
I really don’t appreciate the overly-dramatic score and alarmist tone of the BBC Documentary Global Dimming, and Real Climate has some valid criticisms of the science (such as birds drinking from evaporation pans), but it does explain the science behind global dimming phenomena fairly well:
One of the most shocking bits of data covered in this documentary comes at 31:51 minutes into the program, and deals with a one-degree Celsius temperature spike that occurred in America in the three days after 9/ll, when there were no jets in the sky, and therefore no jet contrails to reflect sunlight back to space. This leads to the possibility that as we improve our air quality, we also increase the effects of global warming.
Charles Darwin (1809-1882)
Photo by J. Cameron, 1869
On this day, 148 years ago, Charles Darwin first published The Origin of Species by Means of Natural Selection (wikipedia). Although the book and specifics of Darwin’s orginal theory have been improved upon, as the evolving body of scientific knowledge perpetually works out the myriad details of the proccess, natural selection, the mechanism or algorithm Darwin proposed as the driving force behind the fossil record’s clear-cut revelation of life’s increasing complexity, remains the dominant explanation for human origins and the origins for all life on Earth.
…or you can download the complete 6th edition of the text in a variety of formats you can read on your cellphone at Project Gutenberg.
…or you can download the complete text in audiobook format from Librivox
For a more advanced schooling in evolutionary theory, I highly recommend Richard Dawkins’ “The Selfish Gene,” where he explains why Nice Guys Finish First in survival of the fittest.
Note: This is not to be confused with the flaky, New Age evolutionday.com, which comes up first in Google Searches on this subject. (Some friends and I are cleansing some crystals and enlisting some psychics for an Astral Projection karmageddon assault on the website’s owners to make them relinquish the domain name.)Cross-posted at GO.
So I found a copy of Crichton’s book, State of Fear, in a box labeled “Free Books!” at the Coast Guard base, and figured I should go ahead and read it. I’ve read most of his other fiction, which is equally disposable, but usually a fun and brainless way to burn some time.
State of Fear “received strong criticism from climate scientists, science journalists, and environmental groups, for inaccuracies and misleading information,” but did receive “the American Association of Petroleum Geologists (AAPG) 2006 Journalism Award (source). Crichton has also made regular appearances on the Rush Limbaugh show, where he is referred to as the “great American author” and is allowed to criticize Global Warming Theorists unchallenged.
The book’s first 30 pages includes a cryptic scene at a fictional place called the “International Data Environmental Consortium (IDEC)”, which is conducting a Department of Homeland Security-style data mining operation, surveying chatter on the Webbernets. They’ve discovered a great deal of interest from the hacker-community in topics like, “Cellular Encryption,” “Controlled Demolition,” “Flood Mitigation,” “Missionary Diaries of the Pacific,” and “Rain Forest Disease Foundation (RFDF) (Crichton, 32-33).” From this, the Institute, Consortium, or whatever it is (Department of Homeland Security), knows that a “serious Alpha extremist group” is planning something mysterious and foreboding.
Right off the bat my suspension of disbelief is suffering. I want to be entertained, but my reason and intellect are all ready seriously offended. So I put the book down for a few days.
No. In Crichton’s fantasy world, it’s those powerful environmentalists using their incredible monetary wealth to intimidate scientists into distorting the facts to support global warming so they can scare the public into donating money to environmental organizations, which are a front for the global eco-terrorist operation, ELF, which is executing their nefarious plot to generate global catastrophes that will scare people into donating more money to environmental causes.
No wonder he fits right in on the Rush Dimbulb show.
Crichton, who wants his readers to believe he is of the scientific mindset, makes the glaring mistake of using the word “theory” the way non-scientists do in everyday language:
“No, it is a theory,” Balder said. “Believe me, I wish it were otherwise. But in fact, global warming is the theory that increased levels of carbon dioxide and certain other gases are causing an increase in the average temperature of the earth’s atmosphere because of the so-called ‘greenhouse effect.'” (Emphasis Crichton’s, 81)
In the scientific lexicon “theory” is almost synonymous with “fact.” So, if Global Warming is just a theory, then so is Evolution and Gravity. Crichton’s abuse of the world makes sense if he’s purposefully trying to bamboozle his readers.
Crichton’s agenda makes for really lousy storytelling. The whole book reads like one of those after-school specials from the 1950s, where the kid gets lectured on the importance of aluminum or agriculture or hydroelectric power. Only in this case we have Attorney Peter Evans, who gets talked down to by everyone he meets for naively accepting the scientific consensus on Global Warming:
“But Mr. Scientist sir,” Peter Evans’ voice cracked, “I thought CO2 emissions were warming the Earth through the Greenhouse Effect.”
The scientist laughed condescendingly, “Nonsense Peter. The only scientists who say they believe in Global Warming are just trying to get Federal Grants.”
“Golly gee wilikers Mr. Scientist Sir!” Peter Evans said, “I guess I was just plumb all wrong about the threat of Global Warming! It’s just a bunch of liberal poppycock! Thank you so much for setting me straight!”
“My pleasure Billy–er, Mr. Evans. Be sure to tell all your friends.”
Much of the 567 pages is exactly this kind of dialogue.
Manufacturing Debate about
Global Warming
Crichton gets points for using references in his work, which is impressive for fiction, and admirable because it does push his work into the Hard SF genre, no matter how badly he mangles his sources or cherry picks them. Rush Dimbulb’s two works of “non-fiction” have no references at all.
The problem is that Crichton so obviously works backwards in thought, coming up with a fictional plot device and then trying to support it, often resorting to fringe studies and discredited sources to make his square pegs fit in reality’s round holes.
“We spliced the Dinosaur DNA with frog DNA!” was Crichton’s explanation for how scientists filled in the missing genetic information when cloning dinosaurs (Not a direct quote from Jurassic Park), but as Daniel Dennet pointed out, this makes no sense. Birds are more closely related to dinosaurs than frogs. Heck, even humans are more closely related. It’s this sort of laziness in Crichton’s research that really bother’s me, and State of Fear delivers this in droves.
Crichton’s State of Fear references include mischaracterizations of Robert Aunger’s challenges to memetics (which Crichton calls a “trendy quasi-scientific idea (p.584),” books attacking “elitist egos of Western environmentalists (p.584),” “intellectuals” who invariably worsen complex situations (p.587), discredited climate change articles from the 1970s, and the stage magicians Penn and Teller–I know whenever I’m immersed in academically-published research tackling a complex scientific conundrum, I always make sure to check with someone who can pull a rabbit out of their hat or saw a scantily-clad woman in half.
Yet his references don’t back up the outrageous claims Crichton makes. Where are the names of all the professors from all the prestigious Universities and Institutions that will dispute Anthropogenic Global Warming (Crichton, 90)? Where are all the peer-reviewed journal articles published proving it’s not true (Crichton, 93)? Crichton makes the ludicrous claim that organizations like PETA, the Audubon Society, and Sierra Club fund eco-terrorist groups like the Earth Liberation Front (Crichton, 182), and he can get away with it because this is purely a work of fiction, no matter how many spurious footnotes he puts in his bibliography, he can’t be sued for slander.
Dittoheads have been clinging to this book like a polar bears to a shrinking iceberg, and Crichton has made the most of it, making the talk show rounds, regular appearances on the Rush Dimbulb show, and raking in the $$’s, all the while standing outside the actual debate on Anthropogenic Global Warming. The one place you won’t find Crichton, is engaged in the actual scientific discussion.
Crichton compares the present scientific consensus on Global Warming to a supposed scientific consensus on eugenics in an Appendix hypocritically titled, “Why Politicized Science is Dangerous.” It’s hard to believe a person as moderately intelligent as Crichton doesn’t recognize that comparing Global Warming theorists to Nazis might be just a tad political.
The real hypocrisy here is that Crichton portrays environmentalists as money-grubbing, lawsuit-happy fanatics, less concerned with the environment than with fear-mongering and celebrity-promotions to draw attention to their cause (Crichton, 154-160), but State of Fear is just one long fear-mongering, manipulative, over-hyped work of Science Fiction meant to popularize NeoConservative talking points.
Hilary Clinton puts the smackdown better than I can:
History will remember Michael Crichton’s State of Fear the way it remembers McCarthyism and Reefer Madness.
I hate living in the boonies. No, I’m not referring to Northeastern North Carolina, I’m referring to our location on a scope that surpasses geography and ventures into cosmology.
Our sun is one of about 200 billion stars swirling around in a galaxy that’s a 100,000 light years across. If only 10 percent of those stars have planets, and 10 percent of those planets can support life, and 10 percent of those life-supporting planets develop life, and 10 percent of that life evolves intelligence, and 10 percent of that intelligent life produces technology that releases detectable signs of their existence into space, then that’s still 20 million intelligent civilizations waving great big “We Are Not Alone” signs in just our Milky Way galaxy alone.
This collection of “ifs” is known as the Drake Equation, and no matter how you tweak the variables, it still comes out to a really big number of aliens in our cosmic neighborhood. When I’m not using my home computer, it goes to work analyzing radio signals from space for the Search for Extra-Terrestrial Intelligence (SETI) project, which has yet to produce conclusive evidence of space aliens in 47 years.
Why is that? I think it’s because our solar system is located on the outer edge of a tiny stream of stars called the Orion spur, stranded between the rivers of stars in Perseus and Sagittarius spiral arms. If Perseus and Sagittarius are Tidewater and Raleigh, then the Orion Spur is Elizabeth City, and our Sun is a farmhouse out in Weeksville.
You are on the
edge of the Yellow Dot
Image Courtesy of Wikipedia
Human beings are the slack-jawed yokels of the Milky Way galaxy. Rednecks, hillbillies, bumpkins, wahoos… choose your pejorative. I’m allowed to use all of them, I’m half West Virginian.
The point is that, from a cosmological standpoint, all the really exciting stuff, the bright lights and big to-do’s, are happening hundreds of light-years away, places so distant we can only fantasize about the technologies it would take to travel out there.
Or for them to travel out our way, and for what purpose would they want to visit us? Just imagine a gray–one of those classic bug-eyed aliens from The X-Files and Close Encounters of the Third Kind–saying to another gray, “I thought I might go check out that pale blue dot out there in the darkness, orbiting that tiny yellow star. You know, the one the inhabitants call Soil, or Dirt, or Mud, Or something like that.”
Their friend’s antenna would quirk curiously, as if this were one New Yorker announcing to another their intention to visit Currituck, “Why would you want to do that?”
It seems obvious to me. Civilizations living in the Milky Way’s fast-lanes have much brighter night skies that are also much more uniform and boring. The skies way out here in this sparsely-starred zone of space are much darker, like the skies out in the country, when you get far away to where the city’s light pollution can’t block out the awesome view of our Galaxy’s river of stars spilling across our night sky.
We sometimes forget there’s a whole beautiful Universe to look at over our heads, pulling us out of ourselves with a down-to-earth perspective of our place in it. Colder weather brings clearer skies, take a moment to appreciate it.
This is the road in front of my house at high tide. On the left, where there are now recently-planted trees you can’t see in this photo, I’ve been told there were once houses, but the flood zone claimed them.
Several locals tell me that it was foolish of people to build homes in a flood zone, but it just didn’t make sense to me that people would be so short-sighted. It’s not just a flood zone across the street from me, it’s a swamp.
So I did some research and found that sea levels have increased more than 10 cm (almost four inches) since 1950, around the time when the houses were built, and are expected to rise another 280 to 340 mm (nine to 11 ft) by 2100–if this average rate of increase remains constant.
So the swamp was four inches drier 57 years ago, a significant difference, but people don’t remember this. Dr. Jared Diamond refers to this as landscape amnesia or creeping normalcy, that we remember the past the way things look today instead of the way they looked back then.
You can see how you’ll fare with rising sea levels with this interactive online map (You have to scroll across the Atlantic from Britain). There are also these maps of the East Coast showing different sea level rises in detail.
You can check your current flood risk by entering your home address at this FEMA map service center.
I spent my last Saturday at the Virginia Aquarium & Marine Science Center. It’s been almost two decades since I last visited the tourist attraction, and I was instantly blown away by how much it had grown. Where previously there was a single tiny building with a dock leading out to the neighboring marsh, there was now two buildings with a football field’s worth of nature exhibits separating them, including several observation decks, Native American exhibits, and an aviary.
My sister and I checked out the 3-D IMAX film Sea Monsters: A Prehistoric Adventure, which follows a family of dolichorhynchops, and various archeologists examining clues in the fossil evidence to reconstruct the events in their lives. This film got added to my netflix, along with several other IMAX films in the same vein.
The aviary was pretty impressive for being a great big netted-in space, where most of the birds were allowed to roam free. Unfortunately, it was pretty cold out, so most of the birds were sleeping, leaving my sister and I to wonder if they would normally be migrating south, and how the center managed this. We also got to see the fabled duck phallus, which was as long as legend has it, and left me too shocked to take a photograph.
There’s a wide variety of aquariums in the two buildings covering the myriad aquatic habitats surrounding our locality. Developing shark embryos, sea turtles, puffer fish, sharks, sea horses, and countless other species of life in all their variety made for fascinating observations. My favorite was an Atlantic Octopus, normally a very shy animal and very intelligent, came out of its den and let me take like a bazillion photos of it.
Atlantic Octopus
The main draw for me was the traveling Our Weakening Web (PDF) exhibit, which featured many local species of wildlife that are endangered, and the Carolina Parakeet, only parrot species native to the eastern United States, that were driven to extinction in 1918 by farmers who considered them pests.
There is a fantastic scene in the film Apocalyptico, where the Mayan leaders are brutally sacrificing people in a steady stream of victims until a solar eclipse occurs and the spiritual leaders declare the gods are satisfied. The Mayan civilization is gripped in a terrible drought, the people are desperate, and the Mayan Spiritual leaders have an advanced understanding of Astronomy that allows them to predict the eclipse.
This scene was forefront in my mind when Sonny Perdue decided to pray for rain to alleviate Georgia’s worst drought in history. Not because prayer is in any way shape or form comparable to human sacrifice, but because, in scheduling his prayers right after climatologists predicted a 40 to 50-percent chance of rain, it appears that Perdue is using science to exploit the faithful.
One of the commenters on this thread said in support of the Governor:
I believe want he did took guts. He stood for his believes and what this nation was founded on. If this nation comes alive and lives for God, then he will bless us all. God will supply our needs but we have to ask and thanks what Sonny Perdue did. God Bless!
Prayers serve an important purpose for the faithful. They comfort in times of crisis, provide an emotional crutch to lean on, and allow people to accept things that are out of their control, like the weather. Appealing to higher powers can have the side-effect of convincing people to misplace their trust in those claiming a closer connection to a higher power.
People motivated by faith can accomplish incredible feats of charity, but it’s important to remember how, in times of crisis, faith can be exploited to produce witch-burnings, inquisitions, and crusades, especially when the motivators are scape-goating, incompetent politicians.
For the latest updates on Georgia’s efforts to manage the crisis, I recommend the Atlanta Water Shortage blog.
Hey all you “cool” kids from my high school, remember this?
Ryan: Hey guys! Can I ride to school with you?
Cool Kids: Okay Ryan, but we can’t be seen with you, so you’ll have to ride in the trunk.
Ryan: Sweet! Now I won’t be like all those losers who ride the bus to school! Hey! You guys wanna come over to my house later and play with my transformers collection?
Cool Kids: Into the trunk Ryan.
Well, you know what? BITE ME LOSERS! Because Andrew Kavanagh’s on my Facebook! Thpppt! on you! Thpppt! I say!
Lancaster University’s world-class research, development and business centre in Information and Communication Technologies (ICT). It is a well equipped, high-tech environment shared by academic research staff, research students and businesses.
Obviously this is a ruse to throw people off the top-secret facility’s nefarious plot for world domination, but I’ll speak no more of this, lest Dr. Kav decide I know too much and makes me disappear.
Average Person: …and the Bahamas were just grrrrrand, we just lay on the beach all day soaking up sun!
Dr. Kav: Sun, huh? You know I wrote my thesis on Energy deposition in the lower auroral ionosphere through energetic particle precipitation (PDF). Did you know that solar radiation follows an average eleven-year periodicy that produces–?
Average Person: My goodness! Is that spinach dip over there? Please excuse me.
This thesis truly deserves the word epic. Dr. Kav draws data from RIOMETER (Relative Ionospheric Opacity Meter using Extra Terrestrial Electromagnetic Radiation), SAMPEX (Solar, Anomalous, Magnetospheric Particle Explorer), GEOTAIL satellite, CUTLASS radars, DMSP satelites, EISCAT, CANOPUS, IRIS (Imaging Riometer for Ionospheric Studies), and many other observation points on Earth and in space. What an incredible cooperative effort, requiring 28 phreaking pages of references to cover (Go cry emo-boy Michael Crichton!).
A model of a solar flare
showing possible sources for
different radiation types
It was also pretty dang-gone educational for lay-people like myself. The first chapter and section introductions explained concepts like solar wind, the Earth’s Magnetosphere, and the Interplanetary Magnet Field. I didn’t realize that solar wind was actual plasma flowing from the sun, or that there even was an Interplanetary Magnet Field. I was only aware of the Earth’s.
Although most of the text was lost on me, I was genuinely impressed by all the research, which revealed to me a whole nother realm of inquiry into our shared reality. It’s incredible how many experts it takes to figure out this thing, and Dr. Kav is one of those important experts, and the “cool kids” should take a moment out of their mundane lives to envy him.
They should also give me back my lunch money… with Interest! (Two Dollars a day for gas money my ass.)
Posted on 13th November 2007 by Ryan Somma in Geeking Out
My blog doesn’t drive the most traffic in the world. In fact, it’s pretty sad in comparison to some of my friends, but I write, not because I enjoy it, but because I have to write. It’s in my blood, it always has, and it slave drives me like an obsessive compulsive scrubbing permanent marker off his hands.
Still, it is nice to be read. So I like to watch my blogtraffic, despite the way wordpress’ blog stats leave me wanting for details. Over at what I now refer to as ideonexus beta, my former blog life, I took a glimpse at my stats on statcounter and saw this single spike of activity:
Ideonexus Beta Traffic Spike
So there were 96 page hits in one day, but only six unique visitors. I immediately drilled down on my web stats to learn more about who was taking so much interest in my blog that day. It began at 6:06 AM Eastern Time, when google.be referred this user to my Science Fiction VS Fantasy article, which led them to read Things are Getting Better and Legalize Prostitution at 6:27AM my time. They then meandered about the site for a bit, glancing at, but not reading, my Anthropogenic Global Warming article, until they found an extensive essay I’d written in May 2004 on Fascism in Film at 7:08AM. From this point they continued on, reading more than 16 articles from the site (These were from back in the days when my articles were New Yorker in length.).
Finally, at 10:50AM, they’d finished browsing this old blog for the day, having spent almost five hours reading my old writings. What an incredible ego boost this person has given me, and who I only know as this little red dot in Brussels:
Visitor from Brussels
This has happened on my old blog maybe a few dozen times in about four years of writing for it. Not much at all, but knowing that a few dozen people enjoyed my writing so much that they burned the better part of day immersed in it makes this obsessive behavior of mine almost worth it. : )
Ryan Somma has spent 15 years as a professional software developer currently working in Laboratory Information Management Systems (LIMS). This blog is a variety show of his various nerdy interests, from information science, to Enlightenment philosophy, to science fiction.
