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Tuesday, August 26, 2003

I have heard it said that climate is the ultimate factor in human productivity (and re-productivity too, as I understand it, but that is another issue for another time).  Necessity being the mother of invention, it boils down to this -- life is hard for anyone not living in fruit-filled Eden.  Points for comparison:  Lush, wild Tahiti with gray, chilly New England (or, for historical compatability reasons, the original England).  Life is fair, as the old and oft mistaken adage goes, but in this one aspect of human experience, it holds true.  The Tahitians had breakfast, lunch, dinner, all four food groups, and an excellent climate to live in, literally as well as figuratively.  The English?  As far as I can tell, they had rocks, ocean, dirt, anemic cows, and a lack of most everything conducive to life, not to mention winters that kill whatever didn't die of malnutrition beforehand. Of course I am talking about the era before the great equalizer called Modern Civilization (which now resorts to killing off everything else in the environment instead).  Of course, having never seen either Tahiti or England any assumption I make is preposterous, but bear with me, the exaggerations all lead to a point.  The bottom line is that if breakfast is hanging over your head or growing underneath your feet, do you need to plow, dig, fertilize and harvest whole acres full of wheat?  If the concept of frozen cold winters straight from hell (let's assume hell can be cold as well as hot since pretty much the same amount of torment is incurred) doesn't exist, a person doesn't need the concept of stone architecture or advanced clothing techniques.  Try wearing wool knit in tropical weather, you'd wish that the stuff were never invented at all. 

However, necessity is the mother of invention, and what is a mother except to help those in need?  What need is greater than naked, weak, earthlings stuck, literally, on a barren rock?  In exchange for the phenomenal bad luck, those stuck in less-than-ideal situations got a good dose of exercise for the cerebral muscle.  Agriculture became standardized, legalized, then institutionalized.  On this base stands the concept of modern civilization, where the grand premise is that the whole of life need not be shooting, cooking, or growing your next meal.  Ironically, it is pretty interesting to note that jungles won't support the "amber waves of grain" that is feasible in the Midwest.  The environment itself prevents standardized "civilization."

I was reading a very outdated cultural anthropology text by Margaret Mead, who spent a good portion of her life among native cultures in the Pacific Tropics.  Underlying every sentence is the tremendous assumption that the Paleolithic culture of the people she lived among indicated a lower quality of mind than the race she came from.  Example:  they didn't wear much clothing *gasp!*  i don't know about you, but if i lived in over-110 degree weather and had my own rules to make, i wouldn't exactly choose down parkas and wool sweaters as my garments of choice.  Shame being entirely academic if you broil alive, as she admits to having nearly done.   you would think that she personally discovered the laws of economics and mathematics herself, as she carefully writes case studies of individuals, comparing their mental acuity against the entire log of achievements made by western civilization.  Now honestly.  If I compared the philosophic contributions of Bob the plumber down the street to Plato's putative Utopia, who would come out on top?  Heck, if I compared a Greek to Plato, who's logical reasoning would win?  Greek, English, French, American, or Polynesian, chances are Plato wins.  Not necessarily a race bias.  But, in reverse, who's knowledge of plumbing would be better?  Who's contributions actually make sense in a practical way?  If one needs to spend all day concerned with the daily bread, there isn't much time left to dwell on the universe.  I can live without Plato, but I need running water.  Apples and oranges.  Palm trees and sheep.  The comparisons just don't wash.  I notice Ms. Mead never bothers to see that the native people had a navigation system in place for the past eon that modern technology only recently (1400s) matched.  The pharmacopoeia and knowledge of medicine that they developed still outpaces modern science in many respects, but she never mentions this.  a person only learns what he needs, ask any stressed student cramming for finals.  If he needs medicine, he'll find medicine.  if his time isn't occupied with hunting down food, then he'll perhaps think about the electron and the ideal governmental state. 

The question, I think, isn't so much of mental capacity but rather in the need for the use of mental capacity.  If we were all still in Eden, I'll bet the microchip would not exist.  Neither would standardized mechanization or calculus.  On the equator, where mass monocultural agriculture is a physical impossibility, there is absolutely no need for mass production or separation of labor.  Holding this against them is rather like holding in contempt a student who solves a problem in the best way he can and for doing it in way that is impossible.


Friday, August 01, 2003

Reality is nothing but a collective hunch.

                                                 -lily tomlin


Tuesday, July 29, 2003

Lab research is glorified cooking, with half the results and twice the pettiness.

Stir, bake, shake, and separate for 30 minutes. Chill on ice, then heat till boiling. refrigerate overnight. Expires two days after preparation. Store in a cool, dry place.

Haha, science, the last frontier of mankind.  Uses the left side of the brain, so of course men are better at it than women (or was that the right side of the brain?).  I can just see it -- prim, arrogant men leaving home with housewife and pretty children waving from the windows, to go to lab and basically cook and clean all day, much like the housework "real" men so disdain.



Monday, July 28, 2003

Mountains, one could presume, are pretty solid, substantial landmarks that are reliable orienters of location, etc.  Until one day I drive into the heart of the urban tangle in Irvine and promptly get lost in between one tired concrete mini-mall and yet another anonymous concrete-and-glass office tower.  Map had been bestowed on the friend dropped at UC Irvine, cell phone was nonexistent, and pride forbade the asking of directions.  Thus, turn around and look for the mountains to tell me where north is.  The irony of resorting to paleolithic guidance systems in the middle of the most urbanized of urban cities.  The mountains aren't there.  I look in all directions, and yet no knobby, brown bumps against the smog tinted skyline.  Apparently, today was a dust day, euphemism for the all too apparent result of 12 million commuters burning gas at the rate of 60 mph down 57.2 9 average miles.  The 'dust' had accumulated so thick that they obliterated freakin mountains.  I thought about making this little scenario some fancy analogy to the irony of civilization actually making even more problems for mankind, but it was too hot, too frustrating, and there were too many tailgaters for abstract thought.  

The main point of the story is:  I should convince my parents to switch to more energy-efficient cars, I have nothing to say to those commuters because i actually drove 62.7 miles at 65mph that day, and if I'm not helping, then at least I can't rant at other people.  I give my hearty apologies to the approximately 100 ozone molecules that my chlorofluorocarbons will massacre in the ten years they will spend circulating the upper reaches of the atmosphere.  I apologize to the Antarctic penguins who will get the radiation that those destroyed ozone molecules will allow to pass through the ozone hole. 


Tuesday, July 15, 2003

Course VIII-B (Physics Double Major):

8.03 (waves and optics)
8.04 (quantum mechanics I)
8.044 (statistical physics II)
8.20 (intro to special relativity)
Lab (7.02)

Course X-C (Chem E Double):
10.213 Chemical Engineering Thermodynamics

10.301 Fluid Mechanics
10.302 Transport Processes
5.60
10.27 Chemical Engineering Processes Laboratory


Course IX(As is):
9.01 Neuroscience and Behavior,
9.03 Neural Basis (Learning, Memory)
9.05 Neural Basis of Movement
9.34J Perception, Knowledge, Cognition
9.59J Psycholinguistics
9.10 Cognitive Neuroscience
9.74 Foundations of Human Memory/Learning
9.02 Brain Laboratory
9.URGUndergraduate Research,

Combine VIII-B with pre-med reqs? X-C with IV? IV with BME? Toxicology?

Thanks to Vic for helping me out with the Roman numberals.  Yes, I am dumb.  :)!

I'm hungry. i shall ponder my life later. i'm glad i finally have a list of courses in one place.



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