Thursday, 29 October 2015

Short Story: Carry On AI..

[Foreword: A short story about tomfoolery and practical jokes in the 33rd century, using 33rd century technology.

As with the other short stories on this blog the setting is the science-fiction computer game world Frontier:Elite. Knowledge of the game isn't important and the story can be read and understood without knowing anything about it. It's just an environment to experiment with different ideas, like a proverbial 'sandbox world'. A sandbox world is one that anyone can express themselves in without any consequences. It's what makes fiction and fantasy so valuable: that a world can be created without consequences.]




Carry on AI..


Location: Hope, the Gateway system
Date: April 1st, 3213


    Space travel, ahh, there's nothing like it.  A sturdy ship to surround you, a giga-ton of thrust behind you, and a thousand star systems all beckoning for you.  Mmmm, it's a grand life that many a man has made his own, and many a man has enjoyed.  It was this joyful life that I had in mind all those years back.  Back when I had a full head of hair that would blow in the wind like some intergalactic movie star.  Ya know, the dreams of a young man.  A young man with a grand plan to make a wod of cash while cruising around with my feet on the dash, listening to 'easy listening' tunes over the radio and generally livin' it up.  A thirty-third century interstellar truckers life, that was the life I had in mind.  Sigh, well you know what they say about the best laid plans..

    It was all going grand, at first.  I was making 'loadsamoney' (tm) hauling precious stones and minerals around the Gateway system.  With all that money I bought a new and bigger ship with the intention of hauling luxury goods inter-stellar between Alioth and Gateway.  So I bought a bigger ship, and that bigger ship needed a crew.  I hired these two goofy looking kids from the Alioth system to work on board it: Ernie and Roderick.  The kids looked a bit tricky but on the whole good lads.  That's what I thought from first appearances.  Yet as they say looks can be deceiving.

    It wasn't long before they started pranking me.  You know, small time jokes, like painting the door to the toilet cubicle with invisible paint, that kind of joke.  'Har har' they laughed as I walked head first into the door, 'har har har'.  God, if I only knew that those kids would've driven me spare with their practical jokes I swear I would never have hired them up in the first place. 

    The invisible painted door painted was only the beginning.  Other 'jokes' that I have been the target of have included: False radar warnings indicating we were being attacked by a battle fleet of space pirates, a zillion more jokes using invisible paint (like spray-painting the backside of my trousers as we walked through a shopping mall), using remotely-operated electro-dermal technology to make my arm muscles contract while I was trying to eat my lunch, filling the ventilation unit to my cabin with Superslo gas and laughing as I run in slow motion trying to catch them, creating a holographic image of me naked and having it walk around the ship while my insurance agent appraised it, switching my ready-brek for Qoaglian beetle larvae while I was reading the paper and then watching in horror as it walked all over the table, the list goes on.

    The next joke took the biscuit.

    Every space-ship has an AI (that's 'Artificial Intelligence' for all the troglodytes out there) that controls all of the main systems, and it's user friendly and interactable.  You basically speak to it and it can perform that operation, like raise the temperature in the crew quarters, or perform a routine systems check, that kind of thing.  And most of the AI's have a personality of sorts, just to make life more pleasant.  So that instead of speaking to an AI that has Stephen Hawkings voice and a car parking attendant's personality, you can have Bruce Willis' voice and John McClain's personality.  It makes life more bearable.  And it did.  Note the use of the past tense.

    It was all peaches and cream until Pinky and Perky, my two juvenile ship mates, decided to replace my ships AI personality disk with one that had the personality of none other than Frankie Howerd.  You know, Frankie Howerd, the well known camp comedian from Earth in the late 20th century.  Needless to say I was not a happy chappy about it, and made out to impress upon the two aspiring comedians this fact.

    "Okay okay, which one of you smart alecs switched the personality disks on the ships AI unit?"  I said to the two other crewmen as I walked into the mess-hall.  The two men were sat by a table eating sandwiches and looking like mischievous school children.
    Giggle guffaw snicker.  They laughed.
    "Do you know the kind of camp jokes I've had to put up with all bleedin' morning?!"
    Guffaw snicker titter.  They laughed some more.
    "I'll tell you what, if he keeps up with his sexual innuendos I'm gonna go into the central computer suite and kick the living fibre optics out of it!"
    The AI unit spoke up over the mess-hall speaker.  "Ooh I say!  Have you ever heard such language ladies and gentleman?  It's enough to make a sailor blush." The quip was followed by some 1970's style canned laughter.
    "Well?!" I demanded.
    "It wasn't me cap'n" said Ernie.
    "Nor me sir".  Replied Roderick.
    "Look, I'm not gonna make a fuss, and I don't care which one of you did it, I just want the old disk re-installed.  It's a long journey to Alioth and I don't wanna have him keeping me up all night with his antics. Right?"  I asked once again.
    "Oooh I say, there's an offer I can't refuse!" the camp AI unit said.
    "SO, where is it?" I said looking at Ernie.
    "Well don't go looking at me?"  Ernie said.
    "What do you mean don't go looking at you?  I'm the one who gave it to you to hide." Roderick said to Ernie.
    "You what?!" Ernie replied.
    "Yeah, don't you remember?  I said go outside in the spacesuit and hide it behind a solar panel so that the cap'n wouldn't find it."
    "You did?"  Said Ernie with an air of innocent stupidity.
    Roderick slapped his face.
    "Oh..  Err.." stuttered Ernie.
    "I'm not likin' this.  I'm not likin' this one bit."  I was getting miffed.
    "Err.. It was.. Umm.. I put it err.."  Ernie stuttered some more.
    "You've gone and lost it haven't you.  Oh please don't tell me you've gone and lost it?!"  I was now well and truly miffed.
    "Ooh!  I don't think Ernie's the only one going to be losing it tonight ladies and gentleman!"  Said the AI unit backed with some more 1970s canned laughter.
    I looked over my shoulder and gave a withering look at the mess hall speaker unit.
    "So..?" said I.  "I'm still waiting."
    "Umm.  How about I go and look for it?  How about that?"  Ernie replied trying to placate the angry boss man in front of him.
    "Good idea.  Come and get me on the flight deck when you've found it.  And make sure you bring your arse with you, so I can give it a damned good kicking afterwards."
    I turned around and headed back toward the flight deck.
    "Well there's a boss I wouldn't like to work under ladies and gentleman.  No, I'd much rather be on top of him, if you know what I mean." The canned audience whooped with laughter.  "Oooh not like that you saucy devils!"  The AI teased.
    I muttered a menagerie of four star words under my breath as I walked out of the mess hall.


    Later that afternoon Ernie still hadn't located the old AI's personality disk, and time was getting short.  I had to get cargo shifted to Alioth soon, otherwise I wouldn't make enough money to pay my taxes for this quarter.  And if that happened then I would be up the creek without a jet propulsion unit.  'cause money is all important to traders like me.

    In a bid to make a quick buck I'd arranged to meet a local tropical-fruit grocer who was looking to sell some produce on the cheap.  She was clearing out old stock in her warehouse to make room for the latest fashionable fruits.  The old stock consisted of various odds and ends that she'd had stashed in Kelvin (zero-entropy) Boxes: coconuts, Arcturian swamp melons, monkey fruits, nothing special, but the price was cheap enough for me to be able to resell in Alioth and make a tidy profit.  We would meet onboard my ship and she'd bring a sample of her goods with her for me to give the once over.  I thought that the meeting would go just like every other goods appraisal meeting I've had in the past.  My AI unit though had other ideas.  God, those crazy kids and their puerile pranks...

    "Would you like to feel my coconuts." Asked the grocer lady.
    "Ooh madam!"  Remarked the AI unit.
    I muttered quietly under my breath at the cursed AI unit.  "Yes please."  I picked one of the coconuts out of the crate of various produce.   "They certainly feel firm enough."
    "Well I never!  It's all going on here ladies and gentleman.  It's like a regular country fayre.  First thing he's feeling her coconuts, next thing you know she'll be bobbing for his apples!"  The canned laughter audience breaks out into hysterics.
    The grocer lady gave me a quizzical look.  "Is your AI always this crass?"
    "No he isn't.  Sorry about that.  We've been having some uhh.. difficulties.. his err.." struggling to find the all important lie that would allow me to keep face and not make me look like a second rate spaceship captain crewed by intellectual adolescents. "his.. data disk has gotten corrupted."
    "I'm not the one he's going to be corrupting tonight my dear!"
    My heart cringed.
    I smiled at the grocer.  The kind of smile you make to a stranger when an eccentric member of your family keeps making embarrassing faux pas after embarrassing faux pas.
    'Please ground, open up and swallow me whole.'
    If she was feeling awkward then she certainly wasn't showing it.  Thankfully this meeting wouldn't go on for much longer.  All that she had to do was to figure out a price for the goods then we'd be done, and the whole embarrassing scenario could be over.


    The cringingly embarrassing meeting with the the grocer lady eventually came to an end and we agreed on a price for the goods.  After loading them into the ship we took off from the starport and made orbit around the planet.
    Ernie came up to me on the flight deck looking twitchy.  "Umm.. It's bad news boss.  I still haven't found the old AI personality disk boss.  I..."
    I motioned for him to be quiet, turn around and walk out of the flight deck.  His brain, small as it was, understood that it was in the interests of his arse to leave me alone until he'd found the disk.  So he turned around and quietly left the flight deck, leaving me alone to plot the course to the Alioth system.
    "What are you going to do now captain?" Asked the AI unit.
    "I'm going to sit down in the flight chair, open up the starcharts and navigate a course for the Alioth system so we can hyper-space jump there and do some trading."
    "Well now..  that reminds me of the time I was in the Alioth system, wonderful place, but the people are terribly vulgar, oh they are, terribly vulgar those Aliothians.  They are 'un-civilised'.  Completely un-civilised.  Couldn't tell a Shostokovich from a Shawaddywaddy.  You know, 'those' sorts of people.  Anyway, I was..."  The Frankie Howard meandering anecdote went on.
    I stared through the windshield into the distance with a 'Oh God!  When will this ever end?' look plastered all over my face.



[End.]

Friday, 23 October 2015

Men of Yore: Thomas Davenport

This is another in a series of posts about men from history who have either achieved great things in one form or another by pushing boundaries: either in themselves or in society or science or exploration of some form. Boundary pushing and growth is what men do, it's their nature: to grow and push outwards. We, as men, are the frontiers men, the first to discover/uncover new territory, in a metaphysical sense (i.e. including both material and the immaterial) that is later colonised and 'civilised' by the rest of humanity. 


Thomas Davenport (9 July 1802 – 6 July 1851) was a Vermont blacksmith who constructed the first American DC electric motor in 1834.[1] 
Davenport was born in Williamstown, Vermont. He lived in Forest Dale, a village near the town of Brandon. 
As early as 1834, he developed a battery-powered electric motor. He used it to operate a small model car on a short section of track, paving the way for the later electrification of streetcars.[2] 
Davenport's 1833 visit to the Penfield and Taft iron works at Crown Point, New York, where an electromagnet was operating, based on the design of Joseph Henry, was an impetus for his electromagnetic undertakings. Davenport bought an electromagnet from the Crown Point factory and took it apart to see how it worked. Then he forged a better iron core and redid the wiring, using silk from his wife's wedding gown.[3]
With his wife Emily, and a colleague Orange Smalley, Davenport received the first American patent on an electric machine in 1837, U. S. Patent No. 132.[4] 
In 1849, Charles Grafton Page, the Washington scientist and inventor, commenced a project to build an electromagnetically powered locomotive, with substantial funds appropriated by the US Senate. Davenport challenged the expenditure of public funds, arguing for the motors he had already invented. In 1851, Page's full sized electromagnetically operated locomotive was put to a calamity-laden test on the rail line between Washington and Baltimore.[5]
Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Davenport_(inventor)

The electric motor, a pretty simple device that doesn't look all that impressive when viewed on a work bench, and looks even less impressive when it's operational.  Some one might even make a passing remark like "This is just a small box that has a spinning rod come out of it.  How is this supposed to change the world?"

A valid observation, because it is after all just a box with a rotating spindle coming out of it.  But when you start to see and/or think of how that rotating spindle can be put to use then you begin to see how much of an impact it can have on the world.  Davenport improved upon the work of previous men by putting his electric motor to use power printing presses and machine tools.  That's when you know that science has proven itself useful: when it can be used by John Does (like thee & me) in the everyday real world.

That short list has grown and grown since the 1840s when Davenport first developed the motor and now every room in your house has an electric motor in it.  Here's an uber-short list of appliances that have an electric motor in them:

Vacuum cleaner.
Electric saw.
Electric drill.
Ceiling fan.
Electric toothbrush.
Hair dryer.
Electric razor.
Several in the VCR.
Several in a CD player or tape deck.
Many in a computer (each disk drive has two or three, plus there's a fan or two).
Many toys that move have at least one motor.
Electric clocks.
Aquarium pumps.
Playstation games console dualshock controller.
Sex toys.
Food processor.
Bandsaws.
Lathe.
Electric cars.
Diesel-electric railway locomotives.
and last but not least the minigun.


Not bad going for such an innocuous looking contraption eh?!


[End.]

Wednesday, 21 October 2015

Countering the Mainstream History Narrative that 'White Men are Evil'

Leftist dominated Western culture presently follows a predictable narrative, and it is this:
'White Western men as evil' and 'Indigenous people as vicims'.
This is the same narrative that Marxists have been badgering on about for the past 150 odd years, ever since that son-of-a-Rabbi Karl Marx decided to put pen to paper and frame the world in terms of 'oppressors and victims'.  (And before you ask no, 'son-of-a-rabbi' isn't an insult, although it sure sounds like one!)

The mainstream view promoted in schools, printed and visual media shine the light on certain parts while ignoring others, be they wrongdoings that westerners committed (ignoring the ones westerners suffered), or advancements that others made (while ignoring the multitude of advancements that westerners made).  The result of this is that Westerners grow up in a culture of perverted history.  Watching films like '12 years a Slave' or 'Amistad' about black slaves, rather than films about the suffering of white Irish slaves in the Americas (North and South), or Russian slaves in the Middle-East.  Consequently they end up believing lies about their own culture causing them to feel guilt over its transgressions.  Guilt that they personally don't deserve and in some cases isn't even true.  On the whole, as our American readers might say, "It sucks ass!"  This short blog post will cover just a few mis-representations of White history over the past ten centuries.

Each century will cover just two topics: 
  1. Firstly we'll look at a 'lie' which has been perpetuated by mainstream culture and then what the actual 'truth' is.
  2. Secondly we'll look at 'Ignored History' i.e. an important fact which is completely ignored by the mainstream culture because it doesn't fit in with their narrative of 'White Western men as evil' and 'Indigenous people as vicims'.


11th Century:
Lie: Islam was the beacon of civilisation for humanity while Europe squandered in the Dark Ages.

Truth: The golden age of Islam is a myth.  Muslim scholars had translated many Ancient Greek books which allowed them to learn what the Greeks had discovered centuries before.  That's pretty much it.  They did little to add to this store of knowledge.  The reason that this myth of 'Advanced Islam' is perpetuated (as can be seen in some post-2000 BBC history documentaries) is because it allows Lefties to artificially elevate the achievements of foreigners and lower those of white men.


Ignored History:
The Aztec Empire is at war in Central America.  Western lefties would have you believe that only Western countries ever had Empires, and that only Western countries ever went to war.  The truth is different from what they would have you believe.  Empires all over the world have made war; Aztecs included.





12th Century:
Lie: The warmongering West invades the peace loving Muslims in the Crusades.


Truth: Two monotheistic religions who cherish Jerusalem as one of their holy places fought over it.  Chronologically speaking the Christian Byzantines (Eastern half of the Roman Empire) inherited it first.  The Muslims then invaded it in ~640 AD.  And then in 1100 AD the Christian Crusaders re-captured it.  Can the Crusaders really be called 'warmongering' if they're just taking back what was already theirs?

And let's not forget that the Muslims had committed Jihad against North Africa, Spain, France, the Balkans, Mediterranean islands (like Malta).  It's why North Africans are Muslims, because they were invaded by Muslims who forcibly converted them.

Muslims invaded many continents while Christians invaded one country and Leftists call Crusaders war-like?!  It boggles the mind.


Ignored History: Much of Northern Europe was forcibly converted by the Catholic church.  If we were to believe everything that Lefties wrote about Christianity, then white Christians would only be portrayed as aggressive expansionists and never as the victims.  Yet back during the 1100's much of Northern & Eastern Europe were still pagan.  It was during this era that the Catholic church forcibly converted people (using military orders like the Teutonic Order and the Livonian Order) to the ways of Christ.




13th Century:
Lie: Thousands of witches were burnt every day all across Europe by sexually-repressed/misogynistic Catholics.


Truth: Around 50,000 witches were burnt over a period of a few hundred years.  (Catholics aren't misogynist, they venerate the Virgin Mary I might add).  Modern day films that involve witches and/or Catholicism, like Season of the Witch starring Nicholas Cage, perpetuate 'the wronged witch meme' (try saying that tongue-teaser ten times after a few pints!). [Footnote 1]


Ignored History: The Mongol Empire thrived.  It was one of the most destructive Empires in the history of humanity.  It ranged from Beijing in the East to Baghdad in the South and Kiev in the West and razed cities wherever it went.




14th Century:
Lie: In the Pre-Colombian Americas all of the Indians lived happily and peacefully with each and were in harmony with nature.  Just like 'Dances with Wolves' showed us.


Truth: Inter-tribal raids, killing, slavery, mutilation (scalping's) were all common.  As common as they are in all hunter-gatherer tribes.  And the notion that they were 'in harmony with nature' is bunkum.  If the Indians wanted some Buffalo meat or hides then they would kill an entire herd by driving them off of a cliff.  They would only butcher the carcasses they needed and leave the rest to rot.  It's hardly the idealised image we're led to believe about uber-efficient hunter-gatherers taking only what they need.


Ignored History: The Black Death, that you all know about, struck Europe.  It happened because an army of Central Asian Turkic-Kipchaks laid siege to a Genoese town in Crimea and catapulted plague infested corpses into the town.  This is one historical example of biological warfare.  Funnily enough though it's never presented in this light.  It's always spoken about as though it were 'an unfortunate occurance' instead of it being an act of war.

When the Europeans went to South America and un-intentionally (note: un-intentionally) infected the Amerindians with diseases that killed them, Lefties (like Jared 'Guns, Germs and Steel' Diamond) use this as 'proof' of how evil Europeans are.  But when Central Asians throw plague-infected-corpses into a city that leads to the death of 1/3 of all Europeans Lefties never utter a single word.  I wonder why...




15th Century:
Lie: White Iberian conquistadors destroyed advanced cultures in Central America and Southern America enslaving and killing millions in the process.  Thus proving that White people are the only humans who are genocidal.


Truth: White Iberian conquistadors destroyed several Empires (much like European, Asian and African Empires had and have done throughout history) some of which practised both advanced mathematics AND advanced human sacrifice (the Mayans).  Watch Mel Gibson film 'Apocalypto' for an accurate dramatisation of the Mayan Empire at it's glorious peak.  (Or should that be 'goryous' peak...)


Ignored History: Nearly twice as many African slaves were captured and traded by Arabs than by Europeans.

Here's what is written in the Encyclopedia Britannica:
Approximately 18,000,000 Africans were delivered into the Islamic trans-Saharan and Indian Ocean slave trades between 650 and 1905. In the second half of the 15th century Europeans began to trade along the west coast of Africa, and by 1867 between 7,000,000 and 10,000,000 Africans had been shipped as slaves to the New World. 
Source:  http://www.britannica.com/topic/slavery-sociology
Slavery persisted in the Muslim world until 1962.  That's right 1962!  The decade when the West was sending people to the moon and harnessing the power of the atom, was the decade when Muslims persisted in treating human beings like they were still in the stone age.




16th Century:
Lie: Slaves were left to die on slave ships because: a) it was profitable for the white slave owners, b) white merchants didn't care about black slaves.


Truth: Everyone (and for those in the cheap seats EVERYONE!) died on slave ships, both the crew and the captives in equal proportions.  That means if you were a sailor on a slave ship then you had the same odds of you surviving the journey as the slaves being transported.  Sometimes it was 50-50 whether you'd make it back home alive.  That's how grim it was on board ships in that period, regardless of your skin colour.  Here's the Encyclopedia Britannica on the Transatlantic slave trade (abeit referring to the trade in the 18th century):
The death rates among the European captains and crew engaged in the slave trade were at least as high as those among their cargo on the Middle Passage. Of the slave-ship crews that embarked from Liverpool in 1787, less than half returned alive. 
Source: http://www.britannica.com/topic/slavery-sociology#toc24159
Ignored History: The Ottoman-Turkish (Muslim) invasion of Europe led to thousands of young white men being enslaved in it's Janissary slave army.  While the white men were often enslaved in the Janissary army (used to fight white Kingdoms in the Balkans) white women were sold and used in harems.




17th Century:
Lie: Black slaves suffered more than white or yellow slaves on slave plantations.


Truth: White slaves were often sold cheaper than black slaves.  The Irish had it particularly bad: they were looked down on both for being Irish and also for being Catholic:
African slaves were very expensive (50 Sterling), had to be transported long distances and paid for not only in Africa but in the New World. Irish slaves were cheap (no more than 5 Sterling) and most often were either kidnapped from Ireland, prisoners or forcibly removed. 
Source: http://www.saveyourheritage.com/white_slavery.htm 
Of course this never gets much coverage because it doesn't fit into the narrative of 'Evil White People' because Irish people are 'White' ergo they can't be victims.  You gotta love that lefty-logic!


Ignored History: The Pilgrims landed in America and after founding their colony suffered from disease, Indian attacks and other deprivations.  During the early years many of the settlers died from various diseases like dysentry:
The first mass casualties of the colony took place in August 1607, when a combination of bad water from the river, disease-bearing mosquitoes, and limited food rations created a wave of dysentery, severe fevers, and other serious health problems. Numerous colonists died, and at times as few as five able-bodied settlers were left to bury the dead. 
Source: http://www.britannica.com/place/Jamestown-Colony
What this shows is that in the pre-industrial era disease killed many people, white, black, brown, yellow, mixed race etc.  There wasn't a deliberate attempt by white people to kill other races using disease to aide their colonisation efforts.  People simply died because they didn't understand about hygiene, virology etc.




18th Century:
Lie: White traders sold blankets tainted with smallpox and other diseases to American Indians to kill them off.  They also sold alcohol to them in an attempt to destroy their culture.


Truth: White traders never sold blankets with smallpox in.  It's just a nasty nasty lie.
In fact, white traders did the exact opposite to what Lefties would have you believe.  White traders bartered quality goods, particularly blankets and kettles (iron tools were non-existent in North America prior to the arrival of Europeans), to North American Indians in exchange for animal hides (esp. beaver pelts).  They also sold large numbers of firearms to the Indians which the Indians used to shoot game with (like birds).

If anyone is interested what goods were sold to the Indians then visit the webpage above and scoot down past the text to 'Table 2' (3/5 down the page)It shows what items the Hudsons Bay Company sold to Red Indians.  The list includes guns, alcohol, thread, blankets, tobacco etc.  Yup, that's what 'Evil White Men' do you see: sell goods to people that improve their quality of life.  They're just so evil aren't they(!)  Curse white men and their desire to make my life better(!)  Curse them(!)


Ignored History: The Anti-Slavery movement began to take off in Britain.  It was this movement that would eventually lead to the worldwide abolition of slavery.  It's because of white men that slavery is almost extinct throughout the world.  These white men thought slavery was so terrible for all concerned that they didn't want it to exist at all so they put their heart and soul into destroying it. 

The existence of the Anti-Slavery movement debunks the belief of Lefties who proclaim that Western Empires are solely concerned with profit and power.  I mean, how much profit and power did the British stand to gain by making slavery illegal?  I think you'll find the answer is none!




19th Century:
Lie: The Opium War (by the British against the Chinese) was an egregious attempt by Western Capitalists to try and turn the entire Chinese population into Opium addicts; Opium which had been exported from their plantations in the British colony of India.  Thus proving how evil Western Empires really were.


Truth: Opium was used extensively in Britain and Europe, as both pain relief (like people use aspirin today) and a recreational drug.  Most of the Opium that was consumed by British citizens actually came from Turkey (a Muslim country I might add):
between 1827 and 1869, between 80 and 90 per cent of opium imported into the country was Turkish. 
Source: http://druglibrary.eu/library/books/opiumpeople/opiumpeople.pdf
Opium sales were only restricted in by the 1868 Pharmacy Act.  Before this act anyone could buy opium over the counter.  In the late 1800's it cost roughly £1 for 1lb of opium gum (for reference, a working class man might earn £1 per week).



Ignored History: Pretty much all practical technology that the modern world is built on was developed in this century; and developed by white men throughout Europe and the Americas.  Mass-production of steel, the internal combustion engine, modern medicine, chemical works, telecommunications, transport, textiles, agriculture (animal breeds and farming technology), the list goes on and on and on like Duracell bunny. 

BTW the plastics used in 'cool' i-pods and blue dye in 'trendy' ripped-at-the-knees-jeans were developed during this 'old fashioned' era (by John Hyatt and William Perkin respectively).




20th Century:
Lie: Japanese civilians were the only ones who suffered during bombing raids.


Truth: German civilians in Hamburg had incendiary bombs dropped on them in WW2.  The accounts of what happened to civilians of Hamburg during the bombing raids is both very graphic, and un-pleasant.  Here is one of them:
 
‘Of the children these dreadful nights, what can be said? Their fright became horror and then panic when their tiny minds became capable of grasping the fact that their parents could no longer help them in their distress. They lost their reason and an overwhelming terror took over. Their world had become the shrieking centre of an erupting volcano from which there could be no physical escape. Nothing that hell offered could be feared more.

‘By the hand of man they became creatures, human in form but not in mind. Strangled noises hissed from them as they staggered pitifully through the streets in which tar and asphalt ran as streams. Some of these tiny creatures ran several hundred feet. Others managed only twenty, maybe ten feet. Their shoes caught fire and then their feet. The lower parts of their legs became flickering sticks of flame. Here were Joans of Arcs... thousands of them. All who had perished unjustly on the fires of the Middle Ages were as nothing when compared with what was happening that night.
‘The sounds of many were unintelligible and undoubtedly many more called for their parents from whom they were parted by death or by accident. They grasped their tortured limbs, their tiny burning legs until they were no longer able to stand or run. And then they would crash to the ground where they would writhe in the bubbling tar until death released them from their physical misery.’ - Martin Caidin. 
Source: http://www.heretical.com/miscellx/blitz.html 

Ignored History: Communists in the USSR destroyed much of Russia's natural environment.  If you believed everything you heard in a geography lesson (speaking as a Geography graduate), or read on Michael Moores website, then you would be convinced that Capitalism was the biggest threat to the natural environment.  But of course it's not true.  The ignored history is that Communism is a bigger threat to nature than Capitalism is.  Just look at the history of the USSR, it's created some of the worlds biggest environmental catastrophes known to man: the destruction and poisoning of the Aral Sea, mass deforestation in Siberia, the Chernobyl meltdown; and it only existed for 80 years.  Yet you'll never read about this in the West, why?  Because it doesn't fit the narrative of 'White Western man is evil'.


Well there we have it, a dozen or so mis-representations of the past well and truly rectified.
The next time you hear about a new '12 Years a Slave'-type film that ignores white slaves, or read an article about Hiroshima that implies it was the only city that suffered during WW2, or see historical documentaries which ignores crimes against white people then you know to keep your sceptical "yeah right..." comment close to hand and set about rectifying these perverters of history.




Footnotes:
[1] I'm neither a Catholic nor a Christian, so I have no reason to defend either, but that doesn't mean I agree with the Lefties who attack Christianity in books, on TV, in films etc.  They attack it for the wrong reasons.  They attack it not because they're interested in truth, but because they're interested in opposing whatever their parent culture is.  In the case of the West their culture is Christianity, Capitalism, Monarchism, Self-restraint, decency, moderation, industry, reason, the nuclear family, etc.  This is a basic characteristic of lefties: to oppose/antagonise.



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Saturday, 17 October 2015

Men of Yore: Charles Martin Hall

 This is another in a series of posts about men from history who have either achieved great things in one form or another by pushing boundaries: either in themselves or in society or science or exploration of some form. Boundary pushing and growth is what men do, it's their nature: to grow and push outwards. We, as men, are the frontiers men, the first to discover/uncover new territory, in a metaphysical sense (i.e. including both material and the immaterial) that is later colonised and 'civilised' by the rest of humanity. 

Charles Martin Hall


Charles Martin Hall (December 6, 1863 – December 27, 1914) was an American inventor, businessman, and chemist. He is best known for his invention in 1886 of an inexpensive method for producing aluminum, which became the first metal to attain widespread use since the prehistoric discovery of iron. He was one of the founders of ALCOA.[1][2] Alfred E. Hunt, together with Charles Hall and a group of five other individuals including his partner at the Pittsburgh Testing Laboratory, George Hubbard Clapp, his chief chemist, W.S. Sample, Howard Lash, head of the Carbon Steel Company, Millard Hunsiker, sales manager for the Carbon Steel Company, and Robert Scott, a mill superintendent for the Carnegie Steel Company, Hunt raised $20,000 to launch the Pittsburgh Reduction Company which was later renamed Aluminum Company of America and shortened to Alcoa.

 

Early years

Charles Martin Hall was born to Herman Bassett Hall and Sophronia H. Brooks on December 6, 1863 in Thompson, Ohio.[3] Charles' father Herman graduated from Oberlin College in 1847, and studied for three years at the Oberlin Theological Seminary, where he met his future wife. They married in 1849, and the next ten years were spent in missionary work in Jamaica, where the first five of their eight children were born.[4] They returned to Ohio in 1860, when the outbreak of the Civil War forced the closing of foreign missions. Charles Hall had two brothers and five sisters; one brother died in infancy. One of his sisters was chemist Julia Brainerd Hall (1859–1925), who helped him in his research.[5][6][7]
Hall began his education at home, and was taught to read at an early age by his mother.[4] At the age of six, he was using his father's 1840's college chemistry book as a reader.[8] At age 8, he entered public school, and progressed rapidly.
His family moved to Oberlin, Ohio in 1873. He spent three years at Oberlin High School, and a year at Oberlin Academy in preparation for college.[4] During this time he demonstrated his aptitude for chemistry and invention, carrying out experiments in the kitchen and the woodshed attached to his house. In 1880, at the age of 16, he enrolled at Oberlin College.[9]
Hall was encouraged in his scientific experiments, with ideas and materials from Professor Frank Fanning Jewett (1844–1926). Jewett received his undergraduate and some graduate training from Yale University. From 1883 – 1885, he studied chemistry at the University of Göttingen in Göttingen, Lower Saxony, Germany. There he met Friedrich Wöhler, and obtained a sample of aluminum metal. Upon return to the United States, Jewett spent a year assisting Wolcott Gibbs at Harvard University, then spent a further four years as Professor of Chemistry at the Imperial University of Tokyo in Japan. In 1890, he became the professor of chemistry and mineralogy at Oberlin College.
In his second term, Hall attended, with considerable interest, Professor Jewett's lecture on aluminum; it was here that Jewett displayed the sample of aluminum he had obtained from Wöhler, and remarked, "if anyone should invent a process by which aluminum could be made on a commercial scale, not only would he be a benefactor to the world, but would also be able to lay up for himself a great fortune."[9]

Discovery

His initial experiments in finding an aluminum reduction process were in 1881; he attempted, unsuccessfully, to produce aluminum from clay by smelting with carbon in contact with charcoal and potassium chlorate. He next attempted to improve the electrolytic methods previously established by investigating cheaper methods to produce aluminum chloride, again unsuccessfully. In his senior year, he attempted to electrolyse aluminum fluoride in water solution, but was unable to produce aluminum at the cathode.[2]
In 1884, after setting up a homemade coal-fired furnace and bellows in a shed behind the family home, he again tried to find a catalyst that would allow him to reduce aluminum with carbon at high temperatures: "I tried mixtures of alumina and carbon with barium salts, with cryolite, and with carbonate of sodium, hoping to get a double reaction by which the final result would be aluminum. I remember buying some metallic sodium and trying to reduce cryolite, but obtained very poor results. I made some aluminum sulphide but found it very unpromising as a source of aluminum then as it has been ever since.".[9]
He had to fabricate most of his apparatus and prepare his chemicals, and was assisted by his older sister Julia Brainerd Hall.[10][11][6] The basic invention involves passing an electric current through a bath of alumina dissolved in cryolite, which results in a puddle of aluminum forming in the bottom of the retort.[12] On July 9, 1886, Hall filed for his first patent. This process was also discovered at nearly the same time by the Frenchman Paul Héroult, and it has come to be known as the Hall-Héroult process.[2]
After failing to find financial backing at home, Hall went to Pittsburgh where he made contact with the noted metallurgist Alfred E. Hunt. They formed the Reduction Company of Pittsburgh which opened the first large-scale aluminum production plants. The Reduction Company later became the Aluminum Company of America, then Alcoa. Hall was a major stockholder, and became wealthy.[2]
The Hall-Héroult process eventually resulted in reducing the price of aluminum by a factor of 200, making it affordable for many practical uses. By 1900, annual production reached about 8,000 tons. Today, more aluminum is produced than all other non-ferrous metals combined.
Hall is sometimes suggested to be the originator of the American spelling of aluminum, but that spelling was used briefly by Humphry Davy in the early 1800s and was the spelling in Noah Webster’s Dictionary of 1828. "Aluminium" was used widely in the United States until 1895 or 1900, and "Aluminum" was not officially adopted by the American Chemical Society until 1925.[13] Hall's early patents use the spelling "aluminium".[14] In the United Kingdom and other countries using British spelling, only the spelling aluminium is now used. The spelling in virtually all other languages is analogous to the -ium ending.[13]
Hall continued his research and development for the rest of his life and was granted 22 US patents, most on aluminum production. He served on the Oberlin College Board of Trustees. He was vice-president of Alcoa until his death. He died unmarried and childless and was buried in Westwood Cemetery in Oberlin.[4] Hall left the vast majority of his fortune to charity. His generosity contributed to the establishment of the Harvard-Yenching Institute, a leading foundation dedicated to advancing higher education in Asia in the humanities and social sciences.[15]

Awards and honors

Hall won the Perkin Medal, the highest award in American industrial chemistry in 1911.[8][16] In 1997 the production of aluminum metal by electrochemistry discovered by Hall was designated as a National Historic Chemical Landmark by the American Chemical Society.[1]
Hall eventually became one of Oberlin College's most prominent benefactors, and an aluminum statue of him exists on the campus.[17] Because of its light weight, Hall's statue was once known for its frequent changes of location, often due to student pranks. Today the statue is glued to a large granite block and sits more permanently on the second floor of Oberlin's new science center, where students continue to decorate Hall with appropriate trappings on holidays and other occasions.[18]
The Jewett home is preserved in Oberlin as the Oberlin Heritage Center. The center features an exhibit called Aluminum: The Oberlin Connection, which includes a re-creation of Hall's 1886 woodshed experiment.[19] The Hall House is also preserved in Oberlin, although the woodshed was demolished long ago.[20]

Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Martin_Hall


Aluminium smelting is just one of many simultaneous discoveries that have occured throughout history, and Simultaneous discoveries occur more often than you might think.  Here are a few of them:
Calculus:  Gottfried Liebniz and Isaac Newtown.
Theory of Evolution:  Charles Darwin and Alfred Wallace,

Discovery of Oxygen: Joseph Priestly and Antoine Lavoisier.
Aluminium Smelting:  Charles Hall and Paul-Louis-Toussaint Heroult.

That two people (sometimes) living in disconnected cultures that have evolved in (relative) isolation end up making inventions or discoveries at the same time is bizarre.  I've no idea why it pans out this way yet it certainly does.

Metaphysics aside though, the discovery that Charles Hall made has allowed us to make use of the most common non-ferrous metal on/in planet Earth.  And if someone can turn a formerly un-usable material into a highly usable material then he's alright by me.


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Wednesday, 14 October 2015

The Female Personality Types Examined in the Manosphere

If a man were to get his weltanschaaung solely from the manosphere then he would most likely come to the conclusion that the world was populated by women who are either horny sluts, fat/obese women, Borderline Personality Disorder women, or traditional wives.  Quite an eclectic mix I think you'll agree!

There's no doubt that these groups/types of women a) do exist, b) are worth talking about to a certain extent.  But lets be honest, they don't constitute the whole population of womanhood in the Western world and you're not going to spend much of your life interacting with them.  For instance, Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) women make up ~2% of the population, so the chances that you'll meet anyone with BPD in the first place are slim; let alone forming a long-term or sexual relationship with them (unless you're a serial dater of course).  So reading blog after blog about BPD personality traits and such like truthfully doesn't make much sense except for the minority of men who know a woman with BPD.

A more sensible way would be to get a generalised overview on the multitude of personality types rather than learning every little idiosyncrasy about one or two specific personality types.  Obviously all of us are going to have to deal with many different people types over our life time, whether we're socialites or social-reclusives, so having a vague familiarity with all of them would be better than knowing one personality type inside-and-out.

For example if any of you ever get into a long term relationship, or get hitched, then you may end up getting married to a frigid woman (like THIS guy).  The frigid woman isn't a personality that isn't often mentioned amongst the (to use manosphere terms) bar-sluts, ameriskanks, fatties, hypergamous women and so on.  Yet if you end up getting involved with a woman who suffers from frigidity (or Hypoactive Sexual Desire Disorder to use psychological jargon) it's almost certainly something that you would like to have read about, even if it was only a basic description.

This is why it's better to have an holistic overview of many personality types rather than a detailed view of a few personality types because it means that you will be able to deal better with them if/when you encounter them.  And being able to see a multitude of personality types sure beats putting every woman you encounter into a handful of un-common ones.  I mean, classifying everyone into simplistic 'geeks' and 'jocks' categories is something we gave up at school FFS!


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Tuesday, 6 October 2015

Men of Yore: Robert Randall

This is another in a series of posts about men from history who have either achieved great things in one form or another by pushing boundaries: either in themselves or in society or science or exploration of some form. Boundary pushing and growth is what men do, it's their nature: to grow and push outwards. We, as men, are the frontiers men, the first to discover/uncover new territory, in a metaphysical sense (i.e. including both material and the immaterial) that is later colonised and 'civilised' by the rest of humanity. 


Robert Randall (or more accurately, a statue of him located in Snug Harbour Cultural Center.)

RANDALL, Robert Richard, philanthropist, born in New Jersey about 1740; died in New York city, 5 June, 1801.

He was a son of Thomas Randall, who was one of the committee of 100 chosen to control the affairs of the city of New York in 1775.

In early life Robert appears to have followed the sea, and he became a merchant and shipmaster, in consequence of which he is generally styled captain.

Captain Randall became a member in 1771 of the Marine society of New York for the relief of indigent and distressed masters of vessels, their widows and orphan children, and in 1780 was elected a member of the chamber of commerce. In 1790 he purchased from Baron Poelnitz the property known as the Minto farm, or Minthorne, consisting of snore than twenty-one acres of land in what is now the 15th ward of New York city, the southern boundary of which was then the upper end of Broadway. This, together with four lots in the 1st ward of New York, and stocks valued at $10,000, he bequeathed to found the home called the Sailors' Snug Harbor, "for the purpose of maintaining aged, decrepit, and worn-out sailors." It was his intention to have the home erected on the family estate, but, in consequence of suits by alleged heirs, the control of the property was slot absolutely obtained until 1831. Meanwhile the growth of the city made it more advantageous to rent the farm and purchase a site elsewhere, and 130 acres were bought on Staten island near New Brighton. In October, 1831, the corner-stone was laid, and the dedication ceremonies took place two years later.

In 1834 Captain Randall's remains were removed to Staten island, and in 1884 a heroic statue of him, in bronze, by Augustus St. Gaudens, was unveiled, with appropriate ceremonies, on the lawn adjoining the buildings

At present (1888) the property has increased by purchase to 180 acres, on which there are eight large dormitory buildings capable of accommodating 1,000 men, besides numerous other buildings, thirty-eight in all, including a hospital, church, and residences for the officers.


Source: http://www.famousamericans.net/robertrichardrandall/

Nearly all of will grow old enough to retire with a head of grey hair and a few marbles rolling around upstairs.  But who will take care of us?  In the pre-industrial era that probably would have been done by the extended family, assuming that we were lucky enough to live to old age.  Nowadays though loadsa people are living into their 60s, 70s and even 80s, and this means that they have to be taken care of either by family, friends or relocated to a retirement home.

Retirement homes, just like everything else in the civilised world, had to be created ex-nihlo by men.  On this occasion it was Robert Randall who took it upon himself to found a retirement home called the 'Sailors Snug Harbor' which was intended for old, 'worn out' sailors, who would otherwise end up homeless or living in squalor.

And what's more is that he accomplished all of this using his own money that he had either inherited from his father or earned by his own hand.  There was no need for taxes and government spending here.  No siree!  Just a man with a head full of common sense and heart full of compassion.  Outstanding!


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Thursday, 1 October 2015

Catastrophes that Never Happened (and why to roll your eyes at the fear mongering stories in the media and on the net)

The older that you get
the more bull crap you've read,
and the easier it is to spot.


There are plenty, and I do mean plenty, of bovine scat apocalyptic scaremongering stories floating out there, in both the credible/respectable parts of the media and the proverbial watering-holes on the net.  They come in all sorts of flavours: some economic (the collapse of the global economy), some spiritual (2012 apocalypse), some scientific (bee's dying/colony collapse disorder), some religious (the second coming of Jesus), some technological (the Y2K computer virus), some geographical (climate change doomerism) et cetera ad nauseum.  Yet despite their manifold  flavourings they all follow the same formula:
  1. The world as you dear viewer know it, safe and secure, is about to change.
  2. A single event is imminent (sometimes immediate, but usually less than five years away) and will cause chaos in your worldview.
  3. Panic!
And that about sums it up.  It's pretty simple really.  It's a recipe that any tv chef would be proud of: Take one event, remove all rational discourse, lace it heavily with the emotion 'Panic!', mix in a hearty amount of bamboozling statistics, wrap in tin foil, bake in the oven for 30 minutes, serve with a dollop of hysterical cream et voila, apocalyptic news a la mode!

Yet despite it's simplicity it's a formula that has kept on being used again and again over the years, both by professional journalists (who we are taught are respectable and trustworthy) and 'alternative news' sources (who are getting larger audiences as the years progress).  Time and time again it's used and time and time again there're people that fall for it.

Old PT Barnum supposedly said 'there's a sucker born every minute' and going by the repeated success of apocalyptic stories he appears to be right.  After all people should wise up to these stupid stories and stop buying into them, but they don't; and these apocalypse-obsessed authors keep on writing them and churning out new doomer stories for them to read.  It's sad really.

It's sad because the result of these stories is that a new generation is suckered into the whole 'the apocalypse is imminent' mindset and go off the rails.  Some of them just become melancholic, fatalists who think "we're all doomed" and give up on life to a greater or lesser extent.  While others pull out all the stops purchasing the latest biological, chemical and nuclear bomb proof underground bunker in deep Texas stacked floor to ceiling with MREs (courtesy of Alex Jones' Prisonplant/Infowars store, which is full of preppers goodies).  It's all BS; both the story that seeded these aberrant life styles and the actual life styles themselves, and a real waste of peoples time and energy.  Time and energy that could be put to better use doing the things that they can control rather than things that they can't.

After all what's the point in fretting over some bees dying in the back of beyond which you 'cannot' control, when you could be enjoying your life engaged in activities that you 'can' control.  That's what it all boils down to.  Focus on the parts that you can control and you'll be better off than the misery guts and apocalyptic fruit-cakes who think that the 'end of the world is nigh' (for the 41,018,838,547th time).

So next time you come across some apocalyptic news story (be it in the mainstream news or in the alternative news media) have some mental states close to hand with which you can fend off their soul-destroying nastiness:
- Doubtfulness ("Dude, bee's are not essential to the survival of humans.  The last time I checked the Eskimos were getting on fine without them.").
- Cynicism ("A computer virus is gonna end the world you say?! Yeah, of course it is!  Skynet here we come!").
- Wariness ("I'm supposed to trust this sleaze-bag and his apocalyptic predictions after his umpteen failed predictions years ago?").
- And general street-nous/common-sense.



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