Wednesday, August 13, 2008

On John Edwards

I can't really get very interested in the John Edwards scandal, seeing that he already appeared politically washed up and kept himself in the game only by his willingness to spend a lot of his own money playing at politics.

But I will say this: I totally get it. I spoke with my father over the weekend, who asked rhetorically, "What was he thinking?" Answer: he wasn't, nor should we be surprised. Human reason is a slender thread by which to hang our resistance to sexual temptation. If I were brutally honest, I would acknowledge that my own fidelity relies less on my reason and more on the fact that I don't live the kind of life that puts me within a hundred miles of even being asked the question.

Note to handlers: keep a close eye on the talent. Modern political campaigns generate celebrity status, and you don't want your guy, um, enjoying that status in the wrong ways.

But the real story here is the extent to which the MSM, who knew the story, covered for a Democrat candidate while simultaneously publishing nonsense about McCain and Vicki Iseman.

Funniest Thing I've Read All Day

Via Megan, an NYT article that contains this line:

The problems, intensified by bond investors who have grown leery of these instruments, have been a drag on the economy and have persisted despite the exercise of extraordinary regulatory powers by policy makers.

In other NYT news, objects persist in falling toward the ground despite the force of gravity!

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog

Via Ace, here is a mildly transgressive mini-musical about a geeky, love-struck arch-villian who competes for a young lady's affections against a self-absorbed asshole superhero. It runs off the rails in the third act, but the first two are really cute.

The Vindication of Larry Summers

From the Wall Street Journal:

The latest study, in this week's journal Science, examined scores from seven million students who took statewide mathematics tests from grades two through 11 in 10 states between 2005 and 2007.

The researchers, from the University of Wisconsin and the University of California, Berkeley, didn't find a significant overall difference between girls' and boys' scores. But the study also found that boys' scores were more variable than those of girls. More boys scored extremely well -- or extremely poorly -- than girls, who were more likely to earn scores closer to the average for all students.

One measure of a top score is achieving the "99th percentile" -- scoring in the top 1% of all students. Boys were significantly more likely to hit this goal than girls.

In Minnesota, for example, 1.85% of white boys in the 11th grade hit the 99th percentile, compared with 0.9% of girls -- meaning there were more than twice as many boys among the top scorers than girls.

Hat tip to Marginal Revolution, who details the misreporting of this study.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Evolution Sucks

Fred Reed takes on the Just-So stories told by evolutionists:

I once asked a list of ardent evolutionists why humans, in evolving from lower primates, had largely lost their sense of smell. Their answer was in two parts.

First, men evolved an upright posture, and evolved it in the savanna, where the comparatively unobstructed terrain allowed them to see all around them. They therefore did not need a sense of smell. This makes no sense. At night it obviously would be useful to know when predators were about. Lions are astute at using cover to approach their prey, and are the color of dirt. Horses, which have eyes at about the height of a man’s, and have good eyesight, also have an acute sense of smell. The upright-posture stuff is sheer story-telling.

Second, I was told that brain tissue uses a great deal of energy, and that having olfactory lobes to allow a good sense of smell would require humans to find more food, causing a grave selective disadvantage.

Let’s think about this. How much of an energy drain would a good olfactory lobe cause? A quick web search pulls up the assertion that rats have quite good olfaction, and use it extensively to find what they regard as food. Another quick search reveals that a rat’s entire brain occupies two cubic centimeters. A man’s brain is some 1350 cc. Let us assume that the rat’s brain consists entirely of olfactory tissue, which of course it doesn’t.

So 2/1350 x 100 reveals that the rat brain is .148% of the human. Since according to [Michael Hart, author of Understanding Human History] the brain uses twenty percent of the resting energy expenditure of a man, adding the additional two cc of olfactory tissue would increase the body’s energy demands by.148 % / 5, or .03%. This minute sum, we are to believe, is so draining as to overcome the advantage of detecting predators at night or in brush.

I have heard of suspension of disbelief, but I am too weak a cord by which to suspend that much disbelief. What astounds me is that evolutionists believe it without effort. I encounter the Argument from Metabolic Burden repeatedly. Its virtue is that of being superficially plausible but not verifiable.

And much more in like vein.

It occurred to me, reading this, how natural selection, however it manifests itself, really bites for those unfortunate enough to go through it. Let's consider human intelligence, the nominal topic of Reed's essay. We happy progeny of Northern Europeans may wish to take pride in the superior intelligence we evolved over less cognitively endowed peoples, although, per Mr. Reed, we should not assume that we know very much about why such evolution took place. But whatever the reason, of one thing we can be mathematically certain: this evolution required that a great many of our number in ages past either: (a) were eaten by predators, or otherwise came to violent and untimely ends; or (b) never got a chance to breed (which, let's face it, from a guy's perspective is almost as bad). Either way, they led Hobbesian lives that were truly "solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short." Our ancestors -- as in the physical antecedents of those of us currently alive -- were the ones that spent every waking hour avoiding this fate, leaving them little time for fun stuff, like blogging.

Our present technological prowess and the lives of ease and comfort it allows are thus in debt to the lives (and, more importantly, the deaths) of suffering and hardship led by those who came before us.

But what of the future? In the recently-published book A Farewell to Alms, economist Gregory Clark argues that the Industrial Revolution, inter alia, dramatically improved the likelihood that most individuals would have surviving offspring, thereby dramatically slowing natural selection for cognitive ability. (It should be duly noted that his thesis has been controversial, even among people without ideological objections.) Will the widespread distribution our present wealth allow us to be overtaken, evolutionarily speaking, by other peoples in which selection remains operative? Consider China and its looming demographic imbalance. If, as appears certain, 1/3 of the coming generation of Chinamen leave no offspring, what kind of a people will emerge on the other side?

Americans should realize that we are probably living at the apex of our civilization.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

The Great White Defendant

Via Disloyal Opposition, I came across this story about the Mayor of Berwyn Heights, MD, whose home was violently raided by the Prince George's County sheriff:

Members of a Prince George's County Sheriff's Office SWAT team shot [the mayor's] dogs Tuesday while bursting into the home of Mayor Cheye Calvo. The raid, conducted jointly with county police narcotics officers, took place after officers saw Calvo bring a package containing more than 30 pounds of marijuana from his front porch into his house. They had been tracking the package since police dogs sniffed out the presence of drugs at a shipping facility in Arizona.

The package was addressed to Trinity Tomsic, Calvo's wife. But law enforcement sources said last week that they are now investigating the possibility that the mayor and his wife were unwitting recipients and that a deliveryman might have intended to intercept the package as part of a drug smuggling scheme.

The package landed on Calvo's doorstep after police posing as deliverymen brought it to the door and Calvo's mother-in-law asked that it be left on the porch. Police recovered the unopened package from the home Tuesday night but made no arrests. Calvo has said he was interrogated for hours while handcuffed and surrounded by the bloody bodies of his dogs.

Check out the demographic profiles of Berwyn Heights under its link above, and compare them to those of Prince George's County. Then come back and try to explain to me that this really ISN'T a case of Black Democrats trying to use law enforcement to harrass White Republicans for political gain. Just try!

UPDATE: Perhaps I should explain myself further.

The phrase "Great White Defendant" entered the public lexicon with Tom Wolfe's 1988 (or so) novel Bonfire of the Vanities, and describes the enthusiasm with which public officials, who normally spend their days putting blacks in jail, greet the opportunity to prosecute a white person. The phenomenon explains the suspension of critical thinking that accompanies incidents like, for instance, the Duke Lacrosse Rape Hoax.

A similiar suspension of critical thinking afflicted the public officials of Prince George's County. Politically beholden to their black Democrat constituency, they jumped at the opportunity to pursue a white Republican for drug law violations. At some point, someone should have said, "You know, this guy doesn't exactly fit the profile. Maybe we should just ask him about it, or pursue an investigation back toward the source, or something other than sending in the SWAT team to kill his dogs!" But the political opportunity was too tempting.

Friday, August 01, 2008

Φ is a Jeans Snob

Ever since Mrs. Φ introduced them to me, I have been a fan of Gap jeans.

After a lifetime of seeking the balance between a too-tight ass and a too-loose waist, here was a pair of relaxed-fit jeans that actually, you know, fit.

About a year ago, I put out that I was down to only one pair of jeans, having worn the knees out of my other pair. But I was nonplussed the other day when Mrs. Φ called me from, um, K-mart.

"I want to get a couple of pairs of jeans for you to try on," she said.

"But . . . I thought I liked Gap jeans," I replied skeptically.

"Yeah, but . . . these jeans are on sale for $8.99," she informed me. "Gap jeans are $30 when they're on sale."

So she brought home the K-mart jeans for me to try on. I surveyed myself in the mirror and said, "Sweetheart, I love you very much, and I know that as a married man my evolutionary fitness doesn't depend anymore on how I look.

"But I don't think I'm ever going to be . . . that married."

"HA!" scoffed Mrs. Φ. "Listen to you! This is exactly what you wore before I came along to clean up your sartorial act."

She had a point. But I liken this to how I started buying my own cheese after I left home. Sure, as a kid, Kraft Singles processed cheese food was fine. But after I started eating real cheese, I could never go back.

"Honey, I promise that, when we're poor, I'll wear K-mart jeans with pride. But since I don't get a new pair of jeans except every few years, I'd just as soon pay the extra money."

EPILOGUE: We were getting in the car to go to the pool when Mrs. Φ said, "I need you to stop at the fabric store on the way."

"Um, is that the one next to the K-mart?"

"Yup, that's the one," she replied, and then rolled her eyes at the realization.

She went back inside to get the jeans.