April 13, 2005 Archives

puff the magic dragon of eden

posted by tom / April 13, 2005 / leave a comment /

I finally got around to reading Carl Sagan's Dragons of Eden. I didn't pick it up to get a cutting edge review of the science of the mind -- it's almost three decades old, after all -- but like all of Sagan's writing, it's accessible and interesting. Even if Sagan's guesses about the brain don't entirely pan out, they're still amazingly impressive given the foreignness of the field to his primary area of expertise. And although Sagan's left versus right versus oldbrain paradigm has problems, echoes of it can be found in ideas like Dennett's multiple drafts model.

But since the book's no longer that relevant, the best bits come from just enjoying Sagan for his own sake, and for the moments of the book that reveal something about the extraordinary guy that wrote it. And to that end, some of the most illuminating are the parts of the book directly or tangentially related to marijuana.

Sagan was a pot enthusiast. His last wife, Ann Druyan, is vice-chair of NORML's board of directors, and Sagan spoke about the drug enthusiastically, albeit quietly and rarely. In DOE Sagan talks about pot by recounting the experiences of an unnamed third party "informant" -- it's easy to read between the lines. He even goes so far as to take various strange, irrelevant jabs at alcohol in a weird sort of reefer elitism.

The only part where Sagan's enthusiasm for the drug really intrudes is in his suggestion that marijuana's mechanism of action might involve suppressing the activity of the left hemisphere of the brain in order to free the creative and associative powers of the right. So far as I know there has never been evidence to back up this flight of fancy.

But it's fascinating to read Sagan's hypotheses about the evolution and future of intelligence on this and other planets through the lens of his enthusiasm for pot, because many of his ideas really do have the ring of typical stoner philosophizing... with the caveat that they're blown out to the level of genuine insight by Sagan's genius. This strange intersection between undeniable scientific merit and cartoonish burnout-isms comes into sharp focus in this interview with Ms. Druyan, which contains both a thoughtful discussion of Sagan's heartfelt belief in the liberating power of science, and the phrase "I'd like to ride on a solar sail and smoke a joint in space!"* It also reveals that Sagan and Druyan collaborated to have an EEG recording of her meditating about human history, nuclear war and love included on the Voyager Interstellar Message. I mean, c'mon -- you'd have to be totally high to come up with that idea.

So do you see? Maybe you should have written down all those brilliant insights instead of just eating three dozen chicken wings. Oh well -- spilled milk.

* To be fair, Druyan doesn't say this, the interviewer does. But she was building the solar sail in question and, presumably, would be fine with any of its potential passengers smoking joints.

memer memer

posted by catherine / April 13, 2005 / 17 comments /

kriston and matt are doing a meme which is "invitation only," but i'm crashing the party because it looks like fun: List five things that people in your circle of friends or peer group are wild about, but you can’t really understand the fuss over.

  • i am pretty sure i am going to get shot for this, but anything from radiohead post "kid a." hell, i'd even include "kid a" in there because "the bends" and "ok computer" are so mind-staggeringly brilliant that the bleeps and bloops and toneless muttering of the last three records sound like drivel tapped out on a mac recording program. which is exactly what they were! every time i'm in a conversation where someone is fawning over the mindbending awesomness and "advancing experimentalism" of "hail to the thief," i feel like i am trapped in a seriously unfunny nightmare where thom yorke has tied me to a chair and is forcing me to listen to him play a fisher-price electronic keyboard for hours on end.

  • somebody mentioned this in the comments over at matt's - garden state. i'm not trying to be pretentious (for once) but i didn't get the hubbub at all over this film. it was cute, sure, and i thought zach braff and natalie portman were pretty adorable, but it was all so obvious and right-out-film-school-y. the relationship with the father just needed to be cut from the film; the whole cleansing-screaming-in-the-rain scene was cliched; and it was just generally too precious. i mean i liked it, but...yeah.

  • desperate housewives. wtf? bad acting, bad plots, bad dialogue. felicity huffman is the only halfway bearable person on that show. where were all her fans when "sports night" was being canceled?

  • new york city. i know, i'm crazy. this is stupid of me, considering i've only been there a few times, but i can't stand the place. i really think that it says more about me than the city, though. but i just feel like every time i'm there it's raining, i'm lost, and a homeless man/potential rapist is stumbling towards me.

  • blogging. totally overrated.

  • third way of the warrior

    posted by tom / April 13, 2005 / 1 comment /

    Those who don't frequent political blogs but maintain an interest in Warriorcentric stories: this one's for you. Yes, you, Jon.

    The Ultimate Warrior's in the news because of his homepage being featured on SomethingAwful last week as their Awful Link of the Day. The Legal Counsel of the Warrior issued a C&D letter, which SA ignored.

    Oh, and he was recently invited to UConn to speak to the Young Republicans club. It didn't go so well, as you can tell from the statements here, here, here or here. For Warrior's full-length ramble on the subject, see here.

    But that's just one incident. You really need to get a broader perspective on the contemporary Warrior phenomenon to fully appreciate it. You might start with his list of key concepts -- among them, "foke" and "destrucity". As far as I can tell he's trying to put together a political movement/cult centered around a wrestling-flavored varietal of the ubermensch concept, sprinkled with generous portions of homophobia and a homoerotic body obsession. It almost makes Adam Yoshida sound reasonable.

    discombobulated

    posted by tom / April 13, 2005 / leave a comment /

    I can't write anything lately -- my snarky bioequilibirum is all screwed up. I'm still trudging (well, biking) down to Foggy Bottom every day to sit in a cubicle and wait for instructions. This wouldn't be all that terrible, except a) the desk/chair situation seems to be causing my spine to turn to rock candy, brittle and sharp (bad for me); and b) the inspiration presented to me by the enveloping beige walls and empty corkboards results in little more than warmed-over Office Space rehashes (bad for you).

    Yesterday was an exception, though! Thanks to our company's innovative LALALAICAN'THEARYOU approach to customer service, a set of lingering issues erupted into across-the-board programming crises and I got to take a one-day return to working from home. Admittedly, I had to put in 10 or 11 hours. But they were pajama-clad hours, dammit.

    Anyway, while at this client site I use a different windows account, and I found yesterday that my normal account's browser has started to forget the URLs of the blogs I like to visit. This is surprisingly disconcerting, like not being able to remember your friends' names. And the result is that I feel like I can't definitively eliminate the possibility that I'm actually in the thrall of an evil wizard of some sort, and my friends are screaming "YOU HAVE TO FIGHT" because I'm poised to plunge the ancient relic of X into the enchanted somethingorother of Y and open a portal to Z, all the while thinking I'm just reloading the paper tray.

    Fucking evil wizards. They're always pulling this kind of shit.

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