Buckaroo Bizmo

The meme of "truck stop" figures in these writings with strong echoes of "oasis" including a surround "oasis community". I'm thinking of Hoon and environs, where I've never been.  I have some maps from dads old shelves, as a regional planner.

I think of truckers as "citizen diplomats" with a polymath's skill set, on top of driving, involving algorithms and data structures one could call it.  Like airplane pilots, they follow a rule book in order to safely share the public skies and public roads.  You don't want your pilots or drivers asleep at the wheel, either figuratively or literally.

I've been test piloting a kind of truck or van, a somewhat Buckaroo Banzai bizmo, that gathers intelligence about a route for the benefit of trucker simulators, kind of a Google Street View.  However the anthropology trained personnel are scoping out more than road conditions and bottlenecks.  They're more like Michelin, in the sense of tour guides.  Their product tends to be software delivered and runs inside other trucks.

Since "man is the measure of all things" i.e. since we empathize with our own engineering, I'm fine with pretending to be my own bizmo, puttering about.  Bucky played similar mind games, being the phantom captain of his own meat puppet ship.  Through the power of metaphor and analogy, I'm able to combine my being human with other experiences to make some pretty detailed mind's eye science fiction about Trucker World of the future. Pause to make truck noise and operate my ghost steering wheel.

What's a "bizmo"?  Business Mobile, duh.  No one calls them that.  They could be double deckers, sure, but might only stay within North and South Dakota, per terms of the contract  You might have several workstations.  You might have a caravan, with sleeping quarter bizmos a different type.  Traveling circus.  We're talking gypsies here.  As always.

Rendering Unto Caeser

Tax time tends to be problematic for Quakers, especially the relatively well off ones, and these are numerous, given the conservative investment and savings strategies of their ancestors.  Paying lots of money into Empire coffers looks bad on one's resume.  

On the other hand, one wants to do social good, so one goes the route of the big money people:  earmark for charity, so that your own judgment stays a part of the picture.  Fund the NGOs you choose (many of whom get government contracts, so one ends up on the same side of the fence in many cases).

I'm a big believer in institutional wealth, and not sticking out like a sore thumb as one of the affluent.  On a battleship, or say a pirate ship, maybe everyone feels rich and that they're cooperatively sharing responsibility for a socially owned asset.  

Some would call that military socialism and indeed, many a career military office has never had to find a job in the private sector.

Indeed, unless one knows how to keep mobilizing wars, it's hard to stay employed as a full time soldier.  Job number one is to make wars seem not only necessary, but admirable.  Cheerleaders line the sidewalks and encourage those marching towards destiny with brave resolve.  We've seen it a million times, in the movies if not in real life.

I dutifully paid my taxes but realize I haven't tied up all the loose ends, such is by filing by business tax exemption with the city (a formality for small timers with no employees I think they told me). I go to H & R Block for tax advice.

So like this Bizmo idea, where we have this fleet of utility vehicles helping out with the Trucker Exchange Program, gathering intelligence on the routes and facilities.  They have other uses too, in terms of recruiting for universities or other academic programs that include bizmotica.  Ecologists in the field already have their mobile lab trucks.

Without being the personal owner of such a fleet, without being the Elon Musk of Global Data, I could see tooling around in an institutional shared asset.  Or call it non-military socialism. Think of the various port authorities and the airport and harbor facilities these maintain.  These are not private sector institutions with oligarchs at the top, unless we're discussing the case of Robert Moses or some other outlier.

Robert Moses, for those who don't know his story, figured prominently at the beginning of the freeway era, which was all about providing vast numbers of private cars, most of them suburbia based, with access to, and parking within, central business districts (CBDs).  In Robert's case, the CBD was NYC itself.

Shooting the Breeze

This book came by UPS today. 
You'd think I would have read this by now.

 

We're coming up on Carol's 93rd birthday.  She is the eye of one hurricane, I another.

Glenn was over.  He's our Chauncey Gardener if you've seen Being There.  But he's a lot more world savvy.  I give snippets of his biography throughout my blogs.

I'm going over the pandas and numpy syllabus yet again, not forgetting matplotlib.  These are in the toolkit of a high school student these days, at least in my curriculum writing.  Jupyter Notebooks?  Why wait until college.

Speaking of Jupyter Notebooks, there's some thought of linking to one of mine from the BFI / Synergetics page.  Although I was a first webmaster for this institute, working in cahoots with Kiyoshi Kuromiya to snag the domain name and create a cyber footprint, I haven't had anything like direct access for decades, and that's still the case today.

If that circuit closes, and I get the new web traffic to my Github site, I'll likely jump back onto Youtube and record that it happened.  Until then, I'll adopt a wait and see attitude.

Another focus:  those USA Olympiad training exercises and past solutions.  My students want more specific muscles in the puzzle-solving by program genre.  I did a couple for practice and others I've yet to code are haunting my brain.

Happy Birthday Matthew (belated, March 29 is the real date).  I took him to lunch at the Barley Mill, one of the original McMenamins.  I hadn't known about the new Ken Burns documentary series on Ben Franklin.  I brought him up several times in the conversation today.

Were the French foolish to take the USA's side in the war versus the United Kingdom?  One could argue they won that war.  On the other hand, ideas about democracy, equality and so on were proving infectious and would France itself be spared the fires of revolution?

The common wisdom is nation-states act in their own self interest.  I'd like to keep this truism filed under "debatable" instead.  "In the perceived self interest of the nation per some inner circle or cabal that considers itself in charge" would be closer to the truth.

One could say such an example is the quasi-state of Ukraine, too important to allow for the petty pace of democracy by the look of things.  The weak gravity that holds peoples together, by common ancestry, language, habits (in sum ethnicity), is often no match for the separating polarities that drive these same peoples apart.  

One seeks a balance, not the ultimate winner-take-all triumph of the will that the greedy are always going for.  The art, in statecraft and war alike, is to rest content with world domination without turning that into a mandate to vanquish one's foe, once and for all.

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April First

I don't have anything especially foolish or foolhardy to say on April Fools' Day.  I will acknowledge "clowning around" from time to time.

Today, on my way down from Mt. Tabor, I dropped by QuarterWorld, a local arcade game palace now for those aged 21 and older, or maybe it was always that way?  There's a bar.

Given the pandemic, I haven't stuck my head in that place for years.  

Dr. D. joined me, his first time in that place, and promptly scored top score for the day one of his old favorites:  Joust.

I didn't play any games this time, but I did have a couple beers, including this brand I'd never tried before: Game On! from Level Beer.

Replit Demo

Warning:  this demo doesn't always work.  You might just get a swirling logo, after hitting Run.

If you want to see the fish, you'll need to hit the Run button and then select the Output window from the lower dash. That's where the fish are swimming. 

Mouse click to create more. The D key eliminates several but never the very last.

Group Theory for 8th Graders

Carol was reluctant to follow orders this morning.  I'm making it sound like a boot camp, but any nurse knows it's about being a bit bossy sometimes.  She's still pretty strong.  She cycles.

Speaking of cycles, I just finished another one of my Algorithms and Data Structures class, the one I usually drive out to. 

However, this morning, on top of cajoling Carol, I could not for the life of me find my car keys.  I eventually decided to swap my on-site Monday for an on-site Thursday instead.  Then I found the keys, under the paper towels I'd purchased the last time I shopped.

"What do cycles have to do with Algorithms and Data Structures?" you may well ask.  Well, I'm thinking in terms of cycle notation, where you take a Permutation, say of letters mapped to those same letters in a different order, and express the same mapping in terms of cycles.

Think of watching wheels turning, or at any rate wheels of different sizes.  When do they ever come back to the configuration in which they started?  That's where the LCM comes in, or lowest common multiple of cycle lengths.  The will give you size of your overall wheel.

Maybe all this sounds pretty hard and you've decided I'm just trying to show off as some kind of egghead. 

My point, though, is in this era beyond only calculator in the schools, we have hands-on access to such groups and are free to play with and flesh out the concepts while learning them.  Calculators don't have the symbolic abilities a language like Python or Julia does.

So here I am, teaching eighth grade, in much the way I'd like to be taught were I back in 8th grade myself, but with all these new toys at my disposal.  How could anyone expect me to slog through high school, without my Jupyter Notebooks?

That's what Oregon Curriculum Network is all about:  prototyping the curricula of tomorrow, which may also include sourcing them.

Rumble Test

Car Talk

I did manage to make TrimTabbers, after Bonnie's great talk, because FSI has a hard stop at a certain time. I joined the Zome workshop only a few minutes late.  My head was next to David Koski's in my Zoom mosaic.

Then later that day, Uncle Bill was to arrive at Union Station for one of his two-hour "bend the elbow" visits. We usually go to Ringler's on Burnside, just close enough to the station to allow a quick lunch. If Coast Starlight is a bit late, so much the better.  RingSide is up the street (further west), a steakhouse where Ed treated me to a great dinner that time.

However, en route to the station (Go By Train) by car, my car, I noticed the orange check engine light all of a sudden. A few moments later, the dashboard thermometer caught my attention.  It was going sky high. I reached the station, coasting when I could, but met Uncle Bill with the news:  driving anywhere would be problematic.

Coast Starlight had been early, by about 30 minutes. Bill, age 96, pushed his walker out to my parking space under the viaduct onto the Broadway bridge. I'd been in touch with AAA about whether I was up to date with my membership. I was. However it was too early to request a tow truck without at least checking the radiator's water level, being careful to let it cool first.

All the water had boiled away I believe, and now in retrospect I know a large crack was permitting quick escape. Jiffy Lube checked it out the next day, and suggested I get a new radiator on the spot, which I did, after checking their price with my usual mechanic.  The check engine light is still on.  Jiffy Lube suggested that had been about something else.  Mind blowing.  Dr. D. says Auto Zone will give me a readout for free.

So thanks to the water I bought at Union Station, three large bottles of the kind meant to be consumed by train passengers, and quite expensive for water (it pays for marketing and fast cars), I was able to fill the radiator after Uncle Bill and I had determined the station's swank restaurant was closed until evening. An onlooker reported no great leak at the bottom (the crack is near the top) as I poured in bottle after bottle.

So we went to Ringler's after all, for our brew pub style lunch. Bill had a Terminator (their signature stout) while I stuck to Hammerhead.  He shared his pizza with me, on top of the burger, so I must have consumed a good 3000 calories, and I wasn't done yet for the day.  I should blog about that stuff more, as it's customary when journaling to note facts about diet and health.

Fortunately, Coast Starlight was running 20 minutes late.  I had Uncle Bill back by about 3:30, but it was nice to have that cushion. I called him later, when he was already almost to Olympia.

On that topic of personal health,  I'll just add that Dr. D. and I strode about on Mt. Tabor yesterday, including ascending the west stairs to mid-reservoir.  I call them "the calculus stairs" because of the changing first derivative, and maybe 2nd and 3rd for all I know.  They get steeper towards the top.

Taking a Break

I'll be tuning out the lower decks insanity crisis (aka war hysteria) for much of today.  

I doubt I'll make Zome Workshop II given the overlap with FSI's presentation.  TrimTabbers have been good about recording, so lets hope I catch it later.  In the meantime, I'm looking forward to Bonnie's talk on the tetrahelix.

The phase-in of more nutritious "right brain content" -- to use the jargon -- is only by means of slow trickle osmosis that I can see.  The science journals, such as MIT Technology Review are mostly keeping out of it, while the literary journals tend to be online and few and far between.

Disruption of the status quo would be noticed, whereas making the graphics more in accordance with what's found in nature (graphene, buckminsterfullerene...) is safe.  Like I said, it's a right brain diffusion, mostly under the radar of the left brain.

I was back to looking at the Urbit ecosystem last night.  However with two sections of Algorithms and Data Structures and the mini boot camp, I haven't had much time for recreation.

When I jumped on the Wordle bandwagon (I still have yet to play the official version) I didn't yet know about Stanford GraphBase and the list of 5-letter words at professor Donald Knuth's website.  

I thought I was somehow being original in discovering the relevance of such a list, of 5757 words, to the subject of Graph Theory.  A less original discovery I could not have made.

Trial Balloon Legislation

To my way of thinking, a lower house, such as of representatives, not the senate, is a place to properly float trial balloon legislation. The point of the first few iterations is less to get something passed than to see who shoots it down and for what reasons exactly.

For example, as a lower house rep for the Asylum District, a role I'll assume for the sake of debate, I'd propose Oregon extend friendship to the people of the breakaway republics in the crossfire between Cold Warring superpowers.  We know how it feels, to be trampled underfoot by military oligarchies.

Oregon has a lot of ethnic Russians who remember what Nazi aggression was like, and how certain elements within the Ukrainian oligarchy abetted this aggression with their own forms of tyranny and oppression. Some Ukes today actually feel nostalgia for those days.

Ever since WW2 and Operation Paperclip, the DC bureaucracy has made it a priority to recruit obedient former Nazis to the righteous cause of building a Fourth Reich where the third one had failed.  Lessons had been learned.  The Business Plot, frustrated by Smedley Butler, had come so close to succeeding.

Most of us know, from historian Edwin Black and others, that the eugenicist program to manage procreation based on the latest science, through forced sterilizations and bogus theories about "race", was much admired by Hitler's Germany, especially for how well the Americans were managing to pull it off.  Men of Anglo heritage, many of them in banking, were providing the blueprints, accounting for Hitler's reluctance to destroy them at the end of the day: they were Aryans, like him.

Fast forward and you get an alcoholic cocaine addled good old boy in the White House, running the show against the former Yugoslavia. Clinton was the Boris Yeltzin of those Monica Years, stumbling from crisis to crisis, as inept as they get, and then some.

I know, I know, we're supposed to romanticize his performance as "the first black president" or whatever it was (Obama the second? -- sounds racist to my ears) but I can't say I was ever that taken by either Clinton.  Ordinary schmoes at best.  Christopher Hitchens saw something more sinister.

Anyway, I'm long past trusting the DC-based imperial presidency to make wise choices and I support the separation of powers, between and among cities this time.  Any government wholly intra the District, is too ingrown to be other than monstrous.

Sure, lets have a trucker rally, but why not send the convoy to LA instead?  We all know the media power brokers live on the left coast.

Silicon Valley kicked the last US president's ass, hard, off both Facebook and Twitter.  Send the convoy to the real centers of power why not?  Bring your case to the Pacific Rim overlords.

DC is just a creaky old museum full of clueless old men, hoping to relive their glory days, for the most part.  The Pentagon: a giant nursing home, full of basket cases with awkward reflexes.  

Show some charity.  

Let other cities shoulder more of the burden of conducting themselves admirably against the backdrop of world history.  Stop pretending we need just the one CPU city.  DC is obviously in over its head, swamped.

Truckers Revolt

Whereas some around my household might be glued to the Beijing Olympics, my iPad is open on Ottawa a lot lately.  I can't say I'm getting it all in real time.  In this case, getting it asynchronously is sufficient.

I was telling Dr. D. on our recent walk up Mt. Tabor, that from my own selfish point of view, I feel enough has been done to protect me against coronavirus.  It's not in my name, not personally, that edicts and mandates go forth.  

What I want, for my fellow human, is for them to have a free choice to get vaccinated if they wish to.  Have vaccines available.  As long as much of the world is under-served, these noises about freedom of choice have little meaning.  Did anyone offer you a free set of shots, as they did me?  I took them up on it.

Whether you've been vaxxed or not, I'm as protected as modern science allows me to be.  I'm actually not paying that much attention to who is and who is not.  I empathize with these truckers who say there's plenty of science on their side.  I don't think it's so cut and dried that those who defy the mandates should be punished in severe ways.

We may need to grow the health care system though.  I'd say that goes without saying.  If ER beds are in short supply, then more ER beds would make sense.  That would involve a reallocation of resources away from the more homicidal approaches to the human predicament.  A lot of ideologies advocate killing our way to peace.  I've never been much of a fan of those belief systems.

Trucking needs to be interesting work involving intelligence gathering and diplomacy.  Truck stops replicate the ancient oasis, in terms of serving converging / diverging caravans and solo travelers.  These blogs, as well as my Medium writings, allow a glimmer of this possible future to filter in, enlightening our relatively dark age with more hope-filled premonitions.

Truckers should have a lot to look forward to.

Churning

For every thing there is a season, churn churn...

I'm pretty much in agreement with Glenn Greenwald regarding the neocons having conned the liberals into being neoliberals, or something along those lines. 

The more vocal pro-war pundits of the recent past, have been elevated on defense contractor TV, and made to sing those pro-war songs even louder, as folk music for liberals driving to work, listening to NPR.

However there's a two-way disconnect between the political grid of mayors and governors, and the Wall Street casino with arms bazaar roots.  The mayors create sister city relationships and compare notes on street camping, while the District of Columbia goes off the deep end into fighting a Qanon interpretation of world events.  

I'm not saying Qanon is winning (or whatever big lie theory), only that the general public has long since ceased to follow.  There's no real logic to it, so change channels.  Leave DC to fight its own inner demons.

Then what happened was: oligarchies like in the soap opera Dallas, continued their battles over tax havens and business jurisdictions. 

Europe is somewhat afraid to compete with Russian capitalism and is using a protectionist NATO to keep the old dead horse narratives alive.  

Is it working?  Will the people believe? So far it is not.  

The fear drums over Eurasia and the rush of action, merely advertises the willingness of these people to lavish money on their own melodramas, and neglect our more serious concerns.

The disconnect seems to be permanent, which doesn't preclude a somewhat business as usual attitude on the part of city governments.  

Work with the truckers and universities to make life more livable for people on the city campus.  

Reach out to rural areas for local supply agreements.  

Pass the torch to a next generation, regarding agriculture, mass production, and life long learning.

MLK / FBI

The title refers to a new movie, which we rented from Movie Madness and watched on MLK day (yesterday).  The movie focuses on the FBI's surveillance of Martin Luther King and his associates, in connection with the former's paranoia regarding communism, a memeplex deemed controlled by the Soviet Union.  

The military industrial memeplex embraced the threat of communism as its nuclear material, that which would justify all that followed, by fueling fears.

MLK was a product of his time and not really in a position to counter the psychosis of the over-simplifiers and their HUAC.  Weak thinkers such as Nixon would later make it clear how little structure or historical information really went into this toxic blend.  

One might blame Hegel in some ways.  

Americans just didn't know how to deal with their own European heritage and could barely help themselves when it came to staying out of elective wars they had no real business joining.

Germany was seized with a virulent nationalism focused on a "manifest destiny" sensibility just as surely as any expansionist power.  When ideological ambitions express themselves in the form of contiguous landmasses called "nations" (to be drawn and redrawn) we get that political data layer the Fuller Projection tends to dismiss as irrelevant.

The upshot is a conquered people, with Americans these days subjugated by Eastern philosophy, as much as the neo-Roman religion (heavily nationalist).  By Americans I of course as much mean the peoples of the Americas, the West.  I don't mean Anglo-Euros who carry these meme viruses and have succumbed to them, becoming creatures of the soulless corporations (animated by law).  Some of them seek enlightenment and liberation, but most seem content with their programming.

Four Directions

 

A lot of bellyaching goes on with regards to this concept of "cultural appropriation". I do agree that one culture may seize upon the memes of another, and from the standpoint of the originator, the new uses may come across as abuses.  "Are they mocking us?"  Maybe.  I'm not denying the "reality" of "culture wars" per se.

In my ethnicity, we have this idea of "class extends" as in Java.  The equivalent notion of "subclass" gives rise to different mental pictures.  The "extend" is to expand into a wide open space, it seems, wheres "to subclass" since like going inward to create yet a more specialized version of something.  Both connotations have their echo in actual computer programming.

Having done the Wy'East Lakota-based training, with sweat lodges, talking sticks, other accoutrements, especially the Medicine Wheel, I'm thinking to extend it (not steal it) to mean what it already means:  the four directions.  This is not a new thought for me, but perhaps my powers to propagate have amplified over time.

By "four directions" though, I mean "in space".  Paint the four faces of a tetrahedron:  yellow, white, black, red.  Four faces face the fullness of space by dividing it into four quadrants.  We might call this "the arrowhead" and its four points are likewise four pointers, indicative of space's 4Dness.

Wherever three face colors meet, the vertex might be of the missing color.

If made of stretched skin or hide, you'll have the connotation of "drum" and also "resonance".

New Circuit Designs

 Here's the deal:  the core geometry in the Bucky stuff was baked enough to go mainline forty years ago and nothing much has changed on that score.  

However the context is not "Bucky was right about everything" but "this is what the guy thought, a mover and shaker in this world."  Then we look at what "mover and shaker" meant in his case, and the thoughts. 

Linus Pauling:  to have great ideas, have a lot of ideas. 

Lots of historical data connects to his bio; he made it easy for us to cast his foreground (private sky) against a shared backdrop (world history as theater).  

We could start with World's Fairs (Expos) and talk about how the Congress opted out of hosting any more of them within the USA.  I was taking in another Youtube on that around 3 AM last night.

We might want one in the Shire anyway, no need for Mordor to get involved (we speak in code?).

We could start with the capsomere counts in the viral nucleocapsid, should it have an icosahedral one.  Sars-2 doesn't, as many do not. 

However the main thing is not to stop at domes and spheres, but to dive into the straight edged (hard nosed) concentric of polyhedrons as he conceived them, in a language game of his own devising.  

This was all ready to go mainline forty years ago (as already mentioned).

Said core geometry is Platonic and requires one major breakthrough insight, that our modeling of 2nd and 3rd powering didn't have to be expressed with squares and cubes.  

It's not that the right angle choice was wrong, as if Synergetics "disproves" our practice.  Practices weave into forms of life, and what proves them seaworthy is the test of time, which of course involves stresses.

High school minus any Bucky stuff is not really American enough for my taste.  

I'd expect our sprawling network to keep passing the torch, whatever that looks like.

TG 2021

I've been playing the Quaker card a lot more, being hellbent on pumping out some signature curriculum to my vast network of Quakerish schools, a global network, in the future.  

I might be long gone, a sort of psycho-historian (parsed through Asimov's Foundation).

Anyway, we had an authentic n8v American presiding, in a classic nuclear family setting.  Carol and I were the visitors.  She was able to climb the front steps on her own.  Both directions.

Urners are into dogs too.  Carol has some fear of pythons, which both families also have.

More Quaker History

I've been fussing around in /cryptography lately, as eliteschool/Crypto, the Jupyter Notebook, was not clear on the AKS primality test, what it is.  

It's still not entirely clear on that, but more because it talks about something else, relevant to primes and composites, that I take to be relevant to the proof of AKS also.

But really we're focused on Pascal's Triangle (PT), as always in our Gnu Math curriculum.

That PT property is one you likely know, if you've been following Numberphile and other "keep us current" mathological type channels.  Category Theory...  

That the row number of PT evenly divides the members (other than 1 of course) on that row, if an only if that number is prime.  Skipping 1 of course.  We talk about -1 elsewhere.

Like row 3, 1 3 3 1 defines the prime 3, whereas 1 4 6 4 1 fails the test (row number 4 fails to divide 6 without remainder).  The Jupyter Notebook features a PT generator, written in Python, and this test as a sieve or filter.

OK, that winds up my warmup. We were talking about /Crypto, where prime versus composite reigns supreme (as a distinction), so now lets segue to Elizebeth Friedman.

She fell in with Shakespeare early in her career, where she sharpened her code skills and met her future husband.  They and their sponsor climbed a steep learning curve ladder and ended up becoming like another Bletchley Park eventually.  Elizebeth faced her own enigmas.

In my Quakerish curriculum we're linking her to Prohibition and to the early Bucky who socialized with Al Capone.  That helps sync up the timelines for for these several protagonists we'll be following.

The tie-back to Shakespeare is convenient, given our Memory Palace focus ("the urb it orbs").  Globe Theater architecture was about the microcosm, as well as the play within the play.

I notice Github decided to break Jupyter Notebooks linking back to their own repo as the default option.  The benefits of cloning and owning the repo locally, versus viewing it online, has just increased.

Urbit Urbus

Fake School

Way back in the WayBack [tm], I was saying the Clintonistas were underestimating Qanon, precisely because it went to the concerns of younger netizens, too young to vote  in fact, about predatory adult practices I needn't get into with a sophisticated audience like this one.  

 Yes I'm talking about Pizzagate and so on, you may scroll back in my blogs.

These days though, and also in support of the kids, I'm mocking the Q folks for the shallowness of their research at the end of the day.  From our chat session on Zoom last Saturday:

10:39:45 From Kirby Urner to Everyone:
    Re conspiracy theories: The Qanons always boasted about doing their own research, following breadcrumbs, but were manifestly not good at doing that.  Even a cursory search on the web links their much vaunted “Mockingbird” to Ed Applewhite.  They don’t go there.  They’d find us. They’d lose control.

What am I talking about "They'd find us."?  Simply that Qanon pumps up Mockingbird as one of their dots to connect, but then fails to connect it.

C'mon kids, don't be as dense as your parents, my contemporaries.  Get a clue and study more of your heritage.  The Applewhite guy retired and went on to collaborate with his boyhood hero.  Who was that again?

C'mon kids, if you're not getting time with the bash shell, ask your doctor if that's good for you.  In the Beginning was the Command Line.  Read it yet?  If you're in high school, has any math teacher mentioned RSA (public key crypto, but also the Republic of South Africa matters too)?  

Yes?  Congratulations, there's hope for your high school.

Seriously, in this Internet Age, you have Net right there staring you in the face, all day every day. So if your school isn't talking Graph Theory, as in nodes & edges, as in V + F = E + 2, then maybe stop calling it that?  Why would you call that "school"?

Fake school is as real as fake news.

Imported Tweet

I would encourage Facebook and Google to leave the country before subsidizing irresponsible posers in DC and no I'm not talking about the recent election. So far Google hasn't use WMDs "by mistake". Whatever socially responsible investing it does, let it not be thru a faux USA.

— Kirby Urner (@4DsolutionsPDX) November 15, 2021