Ms Abby

White men in South Africa, given the legacy, I don't get this.  

Scott Pilgrim, STFU.

I think someone should produce an attack video of all the stupid, dicey shit Trump has said.  They could open with "I'm going to end the war in Ukraine before I take office." include "prices are coming down right away" and well, shit, just about everything he claims qualifies.'

Seven percent of the population is white, and owns 72 percent of the land. You can't seize land that black people don't own. I suppose most of it former slave land. If they had any sense, they'd sell. I suppose no one can afford it. 

So this was what Elon got for laying off all those people. I think he'd rather have value in the stock restored, TBH. Never going to happen.

The BBB Results

The SNAP program must be re-applied for every 6 months.  I'd like some goverment reform, to the life, liberty ad pursuite of happiness kind we grew up with, not all this devil take the hindmost shit. Government spending on quality of life is not a bad thing.

They are trapped forever because wages are insufficient to support life Scott. Figure it the !#(% out. How jackassed are you? (I can't thinjkg if a kinder word with any meaning.)

You'll spend a billion to retrofit a gold plated cod-piece for the president to fly around in, but no Medicaid for sick singles unless they go back to work. What your major malfunction private?  I've said this before.

People that can't afford healthcare because they aren't working don't qualify for Medicaid? This is a jackass point of view.  You act like people are vacationing in Bimini with this, it's for trusses and enema bottles, maybe something life threatening.

Sundipped Sunday

Here we are again, another week another spring, another chance for peace or two, another pack of lies, another group of sycophants, and the same president. What is a column to do?  He's all pissy-faced anytime anyone throws numbers like 86 at him, or hints at a final solution for Donald-time (that's an episodic reference to The Apprentice, not some plot for unplanned obsolescence.) Spontaneous combustion and disassembly of this regime begins now anyway. Topic?

Les Intouchables

As I mentioned above, one cannot mention Ol' Yellowstain in a bad light or the FBI will send you a summons. Free speech is free as long as he says it is free. So, let's take a moment and mentally replace that image above with the appropriate one. 

Today's episode, 'The Big Squeeze,' is chosen for its title and how nicely it matches reality. As the president pushes his influence in Congress to get his tax approach passed, it's his hope to avoid a total Republican embarrassment in the 2026 elections. If he doesn't convince at least some of you that things are working, let's face it, Al is looking at prison time. Serious time.

Hell-of-it's Mess

Eliot never saw the like of it. When it fits Ol' Yellowstain's mood, he comments that it's a mess bigger than anything anyone has ever seen before; no one has seen anything like it. Project 25 is not so much designed to make changes as it is to make a mess, and even if that was not the intent, it is the reality. 

Some of this is just for the hell of it, to see what shakes out of the trees. Some of it perhaps to purpose, but in an unquantifiable context for reasonable assessment, and there is no way to differentiate. It defies analysis in any other light. Why would you send Elon Musk to fire all those people and not save two cents otherwise?  Why does someone deport illegals they don't like unless they were leading up to deporting people they don't like? We're all aware of it, we're all worried about it,  we're all helpless to stop it, and we've had enough of it. 

I could go on, but the blog's rule is to suggest and remind, letting the reader experience their own garden of sensible delights.

Frank Knitting

There are quite a few co-conspirators, some of whom are in the government, some in Justice, and some in the FBI. What's wrong with this picture? The FBI questioned the former FBI Director for 8648 (minus one); it is that silly, four numbers spelled out in conch on the beach is a conspiracy. 

Assembling this into a whole leaves the column wanting something, anything to make this fit into the world we know and the America we love. 

Yet, this crazy knitting and complex interplay of policy, madness, media exposure, and crap-coin is what it looks like. It is what it is. Crime. Our hero,  Al Capone, is the greatest thief the world has ever seen; no one has ever seen anything like it. 

Until now, and the most corrupt administration anyone has ever seen; no one has ever seen anything like it.

Final Thoughts

The content on the blog took a jaunt to Walter-Winchell-land  for the theme today. What's a satirist to do?

Morning World

Much love 🦹‍♂️

Afternoon Tea

It was more time-travel today, and I say this in mock seriousness. Honestly there are things that are only defined in space-time, furthermore physics has created a frame of reference to make all that matter immaterial. 

Also a dipole, for example, technically never exists at all, but rather is a region or the genesis of a virtual particle; in my frame of reference, time generates the integral and the measure.  Time travel, altering that vector.

It also serves to obfuscate the intents, alter the context to something narratable in some terms, and induce confusion in all but the best of all possible intellects, and that's who I'm talking to here.

Shall we talk project Yellow next? I think I remember which one that is. Would it matter? 

I'm just waiting for the phone to charge, it's lovely outdoors.

Ms Kasie

It's not second thoughts, these delays and reconsiderations of the big boondoggoly bill. I use boondoggoly as a made up word; we've never had such a concept before I needed to improvise.

Josh H called the bill reverse-class-warfare. That's the boondoggoly part: a republican complaining about a tax bill that benefits the rich. There are other boondoggoly elements, like that personal retirement fund, for example. As if we wouldn't all put money in a Roth IRA if we could swing it. 

There's more, and some of this garbage will pass.  

Clue 1: best presidents aren't 10 years old.  Tough it out with stainless steel toilet bowls for 4 years and STFU. All that gold schmutz you had them tack up in the White House makes it look more like the one-stop shopping grift whorehouse it has become under your stewardship. Please, Donald, remember it is a stewardship. It's not your bowling alley.

Evening Tea

As always, there's no tea.

I worked on hyperdense all day, more or less. I think that's project purple. To review, this is the ray-gun and ion-drive and a couple other things I don't talk about.  We're sneaking up on Buicks. I can only discuss my projects as colors and automobiles, it says so right here. The ray-gun? I'm joking a little. The ion drive is an obvious next step, I probably won't see that in my lifetime, there aren't enough 'me's.

I find it curious that so many of my required elements exist but remain unconnected to these particular contexts. I often consider the light bulb, the announcement that anticipated its invention. The bulbs screwed in. I feel I need to mention that, as many people have never seen one, it's worth noting.  

The light bulb changed the world.  I bring that up, because a good deal of the world still hasn't seen one, in any form. There are no microwaves in mud huts, and there are still mud huts.

Color me busy.

I'm taking the rest of the evening off.

Coke on ice if you're keeping notes.

The Pace of Change

I love writing this column. There are no rules here, as would be enforced by an editor, a producer, or a talking head with a cute anecdote that runs a little long, pushing the meaning off the page. I would be delighted to find that many find a search for meaning here, in any way you wish to define it. I must be honest, at times the meaning finds itself here on the blog, and at times it writes itself, but I mean not according to the obvious definition. 

As a co-conspirator on this runaway carousel of comic politic, my job is to observe; the kaliope seems off pitch by a minor third, an illusional byproduct of velocity induced by the rotation of the dancing ponies on peppermint-sticks surrounding the mirrored, unmoving center. Perhaps, the motion pulling us forward and impelling us outward, and away.

My ticket is good for another few trips around. Hang on.

Life in a Time Tunnel

The passage of time is noted by events; morning alarms, evening news, SNL, and this column Thursdays and Sundays. Looking back through the time tunnel, I recall the events of the recent past and past years, stretched out in a line that represents the aging and growth of humanity. That's my metric for today, for the purposes of this paragraph at least. 

I often comment as reassurance, as much to myself as to readers, that the great arc of time stretches back eons, and has a positive bias. Most things will be ok in the end. In this time tunnel, I can't make such an assertion.

As the pace of the carousel quickens, the faces in the crowd blur, the music becomes a maddening drone. Things that are as they are, and things are not are as they were, and now they are not. In our pastiche, the color bleeds out of the image as it spins, first in sepia, then in black and white, and finally bleaching to outlines of lives that once were.

A Thin Film

In science we live in a world that can only be experienced by us with the senses we have, and in three dimensions, four in a time tunnel. This coating of reality we experience the net sum of field densities and momenta.

It seems a tenuous description of unlikely circumstances and probabilities, which is also the best way to describe our thin film of reality. 

More tenuous stlll, the rotation of our vehicle of choice, a carousel of dreams; tariffs, layoffs, inflation, job loss, homelessness. Unrelated to any of the field densities, not a causal entity, a physical description of parts that existed since time began and have shapeshifted from star-stuff: not that. But you and your family and everything you know.

In the balance, part of the all in pokergame going on in Washington.

A Change in Pace

This best of all possible columns on a Thursday when I awoke late and was not surprised to find the world had changed this morning. Ok that's most days as it happens, lately.

I find only certainty in dipole moments and the varieties and combinations of quarks and colors. 

Sometimes the column writes itself. QED.

Chess anyone?

Not this, but where we are going, we don't need labels. So that.

The Markets

If you have a pulse, a market position, or a 401K you are aware of the markets. If you were a sensible investor, you waited, and this morning you notice madness in the markets.

The common thread: there is a calmer hand on the wheel in the oval, meaning anyone else basically, but the fund manager secretary in particular.

My guess is heads have tumbled, excuses made, political channels re-routed, and meanwhile the President is selling America in Saudi Arabia, because they have money to burn. I mean that literally. I can't think of a better burner of money than Elon Musk; those Big Fucking Explosions he sends to space are a billion a pop. By the way, he was there with his robo-mouth, running it on DC, 600 volts.

Robo-everything but robo-wage-earner. In an economy without bacon, how do you bring it home?

The Arabian AIs

I don't know how to envision this particular thing. If you take the best NVDA chips made in Taiwan, exported by American permit, the best AI tech anyone will share with Elon and these other guys, a lack of regulation, and all the money in the world, what do you get?

I have another question first: what could do wrong? 

I don't expect a sonnet, just the top 10? I don't spend time on hypotheticals, but my quick assessment concludes this is not a threat, except to perhaps freedom(s) plural, as in all of them. 

I think the logic is: in Saudi Arabia no one will notice.

Seriously, I'd expect Musk to take all the nee-Twitter Personal Identifying Information (PII) on hand or laying around or falling off of the back of servers: the input stream is that-a-way.  What he does with that data, now we'd wonder about IRS and SSI data as well, all ground up and put in the pro-MAGA category or a list for the Salvadoran secret death camp of the reputationally murdered.

How many things was that? More than 10? Easy. 

The Honeycomb 

My thoughts drift on to a land once posited by my brother, where lions live in the desert, and men make semi-permeable membranes to collect them, wielded by wary human scientists as empirical data collection devices, here additionally augmented with machinery to detect honey.

As these membranes swept across the desert, there were no honeycombs found of anything President Trump has thought of including in the ribcages of lions or shopping centers to mark and assist in his future coronation, enshrinement, and possible inclusion in the Bible. 

 Hypothetically, his reputation so irreparably damaged the script is unproducible except as a National Enquirer Special on cable.  I digress, but his quest for redemption is nearly as nauseating as his rise. 

I mean to say, all this shit he comes up with is way out of hand. Someone else do something. 

Today's Agenda 

I'm never quite sure what the day will bring. I look forward to never knowing what the day will bring.

My Predilection and Preoccupation 

I find sometimes aliteration creeps into my typing, and I take full credit for it. That's not why I bring it up, it serves as an introduction. I've been spinning all the new physics around in my head, and I've topped off MMM but seriously, that whole toolset is useless for this topic, this range, domain, and field. To be honest, people are worse at it, with exceptions.  There's some sort of gift or madness that must be the source of our sketches of nature, that's how I feel at times. 

Observed phenomenon always leads, and to the unsighted alike at times is as invisible as        .  I often reassure myself that I can always lean on PowerPoint. 

Humor.

In this case, I'd mention it at length as well and share, but it's as ungrokable and unreachable to the average superhero as the required education. It's magic, wheels within wheels. Invisible.

The actual reassurance: observed phenomenon.

So That

I look at the news, and it's tariff off this week, and Donald wants a new plane, and got someone to leave a 747 with golden fixtures on the front porch of the White House, for golden showers and afterward we assume -- more suitable surroundings for the self-proclaimed king of the world.

I say Donald, how !#(%ing  stupid are you.

Set The Wayback

"Set the wayback Indicator -to where money rules Sherman."

Sundipped Sunday

It's Sunday already, and it's sunny and partly in southern California. It's been a mixed weather week in the world at large, with wars, the unspoken varieties, and the deafening ones as well. There are more places with war and unrest than I have sticks to shake at them. But it's Sunday, and if it's Sunday or Thursday, I must speak or make known the reason why I'm mute.  Today's topic?

Dazed and Confused 

It's become part of the narrative, the big, media-rich dichotomy of conflicting objectives thrust at us daily from every direction. This is the overbearing narrative of our everyday; a thread for every detraction, a thread for every meme, a thread for every distraction, and a thread for every retraction: traction for the real agenda, whatever that is. The logic of it confuses me, but according to opinion, it works in a teacup. Tempests never stay in teapots, but whether the weather is on the agenda, depending on the whither, it may be, it is just another distraction. 

Someone won the farmer's daughter with this strategy once, I've a feeling. 

There was a morning after that, and there is a morning after now.

While We're Away 

We'd all like a sign or shingle for protection from the onslaught of bits, bytes, soundbites, and snakebites. Of course we notice; we must notice, officially. In a building full of fire extinguishers, we worry little about flames, and there's the fire department, if things get out of control.  We're reassured, therefore. Instigating such a construction must have the same reassuring mode, the same excuse, the same alibi. 

Let's assume our assumptions are misguided. There must be a limit in real terms; we're easily bored and dismissive of background noise,  the cacophony of it creates a din of uncertainty, worth the risk to losers willing to go all in on a pair of twos when probability is the better friend of the pessimistic.

When we're all having lunch, what happens to America?

Runaway Runaways

It's a bum's rush to the election, to the inauguration, to the tariff day, to the real tariff day, till they pass the big ugly bill, till someone stops this crazy thing.

This partially engineered, poorly planned revolution, by lore, the raison d'être for the milieu, careens and pilots a front-end loader over the poor and well-fed alike, creating an equality of bad luck, injustice, misfortune, job loss, and discomfort. 

The former adherents now also like children running away from running away; each man, woman, and child, asking who ate the porridge, and what's that under the blanket.  The red-hooded rider absconded with our lives, leaving us with broken dreams, broken economies, and a broken America.

Future Footprints

Once upon a metaphor someone led a group along a beach, barefoot, hopeful, grateful, yearning.  Those feet now mark a new path, a path in the flotsam and waves, the traces of where we were, who we where, where we've been, washed away as we walk the surf and the foam and sand have their way.  Chaos.

A path with no clear trail of bare prints leading back, and nothing but more raging surf ahead. No writing on the sand, no signs, no way out indicated.

Just more sand.

Morning World 

Much love 🏄

Good Sabbath

https://pluto.tv/us/on-demand/movies/63becd8f6d7934001352aaaa 

Sundipped Thursday 

My gosh. It's a mixed blessing day, on the one hand, Pakistan and India are at war, so far it's just drones and terror, but we're waiting for the other shoe to drop. Unbenownst to the Paki's, the last Pope gestated another instance of himself, and everyone is thinking, why didn't I think of that. 

I had the final two as the diplomat and the traditionalist. Politics was the reasoning. Coincidentally, that's the reason that works best for this hand, the right Cards at the right time. Check. 

The Topic

As it is the Cardinals' day, and he had such a nice speech, the blog is taking a coffee break today, but I'll also recount the other reasons, besides the diafication and all that Marian stuff.  I mentioned that we make allowances for theologies. 

I share a Catholic heart, like we all do, and I've been a teacher and a rabbi. These are the Homilies of our lives, in real time and as ephemeral as white bread toasted on one side. That elevates your position, if you can accept it.

I know little of the Augustine order.  I guess we can all look. The  Augustinian Order is obviously a more modern variant than monks washing the feet of the poor. Still, the imagination of the choice and possibilities is unthreatening, and much needed. 

A man gives his life, in the tradition.

As the World Burns

The other reasons as I imagine them, are a personal choice not to pour kerosine on the coals of a fire, aware that sometimes all it takes is a match in the right Reichstag and a crazy person, and we have both.

So, like life in the crucible, these are the topics of our lives.  Discretion, integrity, honor. Check.

Morning World

Much love 🪖

Morning World

Much love 📝

And Like That 

Today's Agenda 

I always let the weekends float, and end up putting a fair amount of effort doing nothing in particular, at least particularly without planning. 

My list of things to do today.

Good Sabbath

Reluctant Project Update

I typed the word, reluctant, and this traces new limits in reluctance and project management. I would not exactly characterize my attitude as reluctant and in project management terms this is off the Gantt reporting, and probably a violation of LEAN tenets. I guess not really. Anyway, the update.

I have been working the 5 major projects, and I assigned color coding so i could discuss them without revealing detail: project purple, yellow, and I forget the others. So you see the problem, I've lost immediate associativity with the spectrum.  

That was the update, the projects are fine, I just lost your bookmark. Sorry about that.

So, what's new with you?

I'm such a tease. 

Ms Abby 

I made a reference, no one gets it. You are discussing Regressive Science, my analogy for Aperture Science, which is what it sounds like. It's also where they make Portal, the puzzle game. 

Clearly, the idea is to get rid of income tax or reduce it, implement regressive taxes, eliminate services, cut government jobs, and in this way change America into a more structured republic, with a delineated educated, moneyed, and ruling class.  There is no saying the math works for that economy, the odds are against it as the math barely works in this one, to go fishing for another blindly is as stupid as it sounds as well. 

Not working, in this economic context, results in war. It matters.

Rabbit Hole Days

That. i've been doing math for a few days. I should explain, i do this math in my head. Often I'll use Python and Google AI Studio or something to create a visual reference. 

Graphene: While a semimetal with zero bandgap, patterned graphene nanoribbons and ...

Yes, it appeared today again.

Sundipped Thursday

It's another month, this one with no R in it, the 5th month of the year, and it's apparently still Joe Biden's fault, all this tariff-related supply chain worry and fervor. 

The markets are off because he's not president anymore, by extension. You can have your cake and eat it too, as long as you steal an extra slice. So if it's Thursday or Sunday, it's sundipped. The topic? 

Two slices of cake.

Regressive Science 

Sun by the Pool
Cake with Tariffs
Articles and Verbs

Regressive Science 

When I was a boy Mayday was the secret day of love. Eventually, I may grow out of it; time will tell. It fills my recall with boyhood sweethearts, and a Hershey bar wrapped with a pink paper napkin and stapled together, a front step, a doorbell, and a dash to the hedges. As I said, time will tell if I grow out of it. 

But that's my May day memory. 

That world that I sprouted in had room for these things.

I'm not sure if such a thing exists anymore but I'm not letting that stand in our way today. 

In our world, Less is more. We carefully consider serfdom. The basic tenets defy resolution in meaning or semantics, like many things Trump -- a thing means what someone wanted it to mean until the meaning changes later.  Thus losing becomes winning, lies become truth, and losers get elected. Mayday becomes a day of nationwide protest.

That suffices for our definition.

Sun by the Pool

The afternoon sun beams. The markets headed south at close, reaction delayed by the prudent with a margin to spare, another day balanced on the trap-door of the Trump presidency waiting some edict or memo or illegal action to add to the steady stream of injustice, gall, and impudence from the oval office. 

Tariff on, tarfiff off is just the start. The exercise, like Miagi's teaching, enforces defensive habits, habits only necessary because of presidential action or fiat.

Sun and a tonic in the afternoon, and fishing the WSJ out of the pool.

Cake with Tariffs 

The president points the way to a new perspective to assist in the impending and current economic struggles. Maybe only two dolls, not thirty, and maybe one or two cost more. I presume he did not mean two would cost more now than thirty formerly, but it certainly seems achievable if made in China, 

Christmas, and it's May. Could it be that this malaise we're living in could possibly be the way things look for the foreseeable future? 

Say it isn't so, Joe. But it is so. Have I typed that phrase before? It seems familiar. 

The cake is a metaphor, the post-exam celebration, unnamed, unallotted, unplanned, in the break room.  There is no break room, there is no plan, and there is no cake. 

Give it time to work, whatever it is. Pardon?

Articles and Verbs

I feel like I've said all this before. Articles of impeachment, verbs like conviction, and results like a sane government again.

It's May day.

I'll staple it to a chocolate bar.

Afternoon Tea

It was a busy day here, not a great deal of research done, not a great deal is needed. I'm still digesting last weeks papers and mathematics, I'm a bit overwhelmed with it to be honest, and I find that a hopeful sign, as this kind of thing never happens. I must be on to something. These are pivotal papers, some tenths of any QED.

I'm streaming around today. I think that sounds a little lecherous, such is the fun. That's unaccustomed media to the kids on the couch.

Halley's Cometary Streak

I should point out I saw this in France last time it was here. Very cool, lint encrusted coating on the eyelid of the sky. I bring this up because this paragraph is nothing about that.

Deals 

It'a word not often found in the same contexts as government, and in particular as president. That was on purpose as it turns out. The word is there are articles forming as we speak, or rathar as I type -- definitely no rush.

This time, perhaps the senate could back up America and the house.

Let's Have Fun w/It

Show of hands, who thinks this administration is the most corrupt, incompetent, and ignorant administration; we've never seen anything like it.

I have to be honest, all this time I thought Rubio was just talkin' trash. As it turns out that's two things I like about Rubio. I forget the other one.

Morning World

Much love 😵‍💫

Here Comes Mr Bezos

The news reports are of a rumor that Amazon would start showing the price increase for items purchased as a line item on the invoice, which would be telling. We're not doing that, though; Jeff's socks are in Trump's pocket.

I've decided to assist in the discovery and set MMM upon the issue, it/she/its/they/wtf ge-thunking on it. I'll keep you posted. I've not read it, let's both look.

Lutnik On CNBC

That's not it is more like it. Five trillion in factory investment in a market that won't risk a fricking nickle. Figure it out. See: Bullshit artist.

Tuesday's Blog

There is something about Tuesdays, besides being the third day of the week with a homophonic moniker. I'm unsure of the derivation, but I mean the rest of the meme, the full of grace parts.

We hope, we wish, we strive for it and it remains elusive in these chaotic times; the race is ever in the favor of the swiftest, and less and less for the hindmost. The odds are not in your favor.

Morning World 

Much love 🧵

Today's Homework 

I've been at it for an hour, I'll be at it for a lot more.  

Monopoles, Clarified

https://arxiv.org/pdf/2504.16673
We propose a manifestly duality-invariant, Lorentz-invariant, and local action to describe quantum electrodynamics theory in the presence of magnetic monopoles that derives from Sen’s formalism. By employing field strengths as the dynamical variables, rather than potentials, this formalism resolves longstanding ambiguities in prior frameworks. Our analysis finds consistent outcomes at both tree and loop levels using the established principles of quantum field theory, obviating the need for external assumptions or amendments. We clarify the mechanisms of charge renormalisation and demonstrate the renormalisation group invariance of the charge quantisation condition. Our approach can be useful for phenomenological studies and in quantum field theories with strong-weak dualities.

Les Marches 

Je le repete, un autre jour, une autre monnaie. Que fait vous mon noveau scooter? Ces marches, un velo qui respire l'air.

The Upsides of Downsides

It looks like another sell day. Everything is teetering on profitability and margins, and little's left. As the day progresses, we'll see if they find a reason to live. 

We baited our breath (sic), set the hook, waited, and even with a bobber the markets just aren't feeding on raw fish today, maybe a lazy Ike for a lunker. Who am I kidding? Scotty is over on halftime. Beam us all the !#(% up.

In the form of presidential waddle and sway for a requisite interval, we could see that the markets are not crashing, pause, today, thanks to Putin or something.  I've expressed this elsewhere. 

The talk that comes up is usually about the market being comfortable, as in, we’re in a trading range, which is also what I heard this morning.  I can't escape the feeling that this is not the bottom, just a step-wise approach to something larger. 

I also hear other voices talking about America being 20% poorer because of everything. It’s not only the market but the grand sum of many things, and as such, I think that is a correct assessment, but the number is off. It's a scalar. I think a better short-term evaluation is probably another 30%. 

You will want to believe that that’s an exaggeration, that the markets can't assimilate S&P 4000 or so (3600), but that is accepting a lot, given the global markets and the degree to which things have changed. 

My general comment would be that there would and should be a further correction, as  I don’t think it’s fully indicated yet. No one wants to cash those chips; it’s the smart move in this event-driven quasi-stasis. 

I don’t believe the current stock market indicators are a true reflection of what has happened to the value of America since Donald Trump was inaugurated.

revised and exteneded from a post on BlueSky    

Morning World

Much love 🪝

Morning World 

Much love ✨

Homework 

Try Rick Steves Fascism in Europe

Not to taxing, and if you've been to these places: Munich, Rome, Paris, it brings it home in a Kodak moment.

https://www.pbs.org/video/the-story-of-fascism-in-europe-pthanf/ 

Les Marches

Encore le temp. J'aime ces rencontres improvisees et subtiles ou j'essaie de parler couramment le francais, puis je m'effondre en realisant que toute subtilite est perdue. C'est le principe de Pauli.

The Beam Team

I have them on rewind, let's was the hour that was. It's missing, so we paste the usual suspects. Let's use a longer range for a little more perspective. This is 3 months. Three months ago was Saturday, January 25, 2025.

We've had a great stock market. (sic)

House In Order

Fridays I encourage all my readers, friends, past lovers, dead relatives, saints, and especially sinners to reconcile the week -- start with the week, you can work on the backlog in your spare thoughts as you audit your well-being.

On the Agenda 

It's a Friday and I'm considering what to work on.   Of course, when in question, it's the time machine, and when the research is done, it will always be the time machine.  

Reality Based Research 

In the end my choice will probably be Leonard, MMM, SUSY, GUT et moi. it's an unfinished work. I'm interested in particular symmetries, not necessarily whether the spin matches. All at once at times it seems like this is just talk. But we don't have anything better to talk about. 

Aging and Amyloidosis 

It's all so simple. I have to admit, we're waiting for technology to enable what we imagine. Most things I've looked at as well.  Treatment is always the first thing, and that exists to an extent. Efficacious is the term I've always had an exception with.  I would love to kick this thing around with my brother, but he's older and not as smart.  

Morning World

Much love 🏘️🏘️🏘️

Seasonal distraction.

Evening Tea

I'm having an orange soda and catching up on things.

Les Marches

Desole, j'aime le francais, vous pourrez peut-etre apprendre un peu. Je saute les accents – c'est vraiment embetant. Si tu les manques, je t'adore pour cela.

Chalk Marks in the DOW

The markets today are what? Let's examine, after we look. 

No I wouldn't call that an up day, or a buy day, maybe a hold day so far, depending on your options plays. You wouldn't play poker and not look at the cards, so opt up. I know, that's such a sucker play, the God's must ever be in your favor, or the president perhaps.  You can do it alright, but it's not much fun.  

Hungry Games 

I didn't think much of the movies, and I didn't read the books: all that time for something made up well, if a tale ever makes it on the list, it's after marriage. Who doesn't love Jennifer, but I've seen one. 

The movies? They are starting to bite at my subconscious; I'm thinking that desperate elegant desolation juxtaposed with good old-fashioned desolation is starting to look very familiar.

This president, whiter than Snow, n'est pas? Colder, too perhaps.  Tributes, to your weapons.

Richard Dawson "Icon Says..."

As in walking like one. This president has developed a limp. What do you call a duck with a limp?

Ms Kasie

Joe Kernan Contributions 

In a sports analogy, he's the color man, commenting on the chew, the spittle, and the belch. 

Retrenching Tariffs 

It's the usual, what's Trump's is his, and what's yours (as a tariff partner) is negotiable. The cut here is to the global economy, and the better it is for the US, the worse it is for everyone else, and that must repercuss throughout the world economy. 

Did you catch the EU commentary today? It was not gung ho, it was damn the yankees. No commentary on any possible or probable negative outcomes at all. Talk about obvious.

In the most desperate of cases, with unrest and military action, like annexing the rest of Ukraine or invading Syria. 

With a SECDEF like Hegseth, the opponent will likely read about it in the NYT as it happens. 

Boss De Plan 

If he had a plan, we'd cut Trump some slack. Without a plan, asking Donald to cook is inviting ptomaine.  A child in a sandbox does not care if his ice cream cone lands in the sand as long as everyone else's does as well.  

Who am I kidding? Why would we trust Trump about anything?

Jesuit Pope 

The next to last was Benedictine, prior to that, Dominican. I'd expect a discussion. I'll fact-check. It's been a while since I bothered with these distinctions. These are different outlooks.  The world is more Dominican, that's my assessment. We wait for the smoke to ... appear.

I examined the candidates, it's obvious who it can't be. That leaves 2 choices: the diplomat, and the cloistered monk. But then, it's never made perfect sense. 

It's a varied tapestry, Christianity.

Les Marchés

Jaimerais exprimer mon opinion en francais, mais vous ne pouvez pas comprendre cela.

We plod on. It's an up day in the markets, and the scythe of destiny is making a full swing back for a fresh bit of momentum to impel tomorrow's rigorous, righteous trader bump sell-off, usually 6%. Fact-check it tomorrow. Let's do our usual snap. The markets are not up much. 

Clearly, this is trader rebalancing, the smart ones. Average cost analysis. Being smart can be not smart.

Today's Agenda

I'm not positive, but I'd bet I'm going to be dissecting SUSY again today. It's a key component in one of my projects. I've begun to wonder why we expect symmetry. It seems no more likely from a statistical viewpoint; rather, random describes it better. I also find the explanations leave me wondering. Of course, I mean from a skeptical perspective. If not science, then what? If not now, when? We've enough Kennedys.
My brother describes particle physics study as bouncing softballs and golf balls off the outside wall of a barn and counting the pieces left over. He'd seen the Taylor series and didn't mention the integral.  The metaphor is a stretch. His last direction I recall was about gravity.  I'm starting to wonder if we're using the proper Legos. 

I was kicking this around last week and decided to look at the Higgs boson again, from a different angle, or dimension if you prefer. I mentioned gravity, right, and mass makes gravity, and Higgs makes mass, so who makes Higgs? Does anyone in China have a paper on this? Show of hands. I want a broken-all-the-rocks-into-tiny-pieces viewpoint; I admire this about the Chinese. 

Don't try that methodology on your microwave oven. 

So, I've dabbled, rambled, and set sail, so next, I'll get on with ignoring the wind and doing whatever I feel like. Probability supports that.

Evening Tea

I think you've probably heard  that lyric a lot.  The hot spot just burped and we lost a couple paragraphs to the void. 

Leonard, MMM and I worked on SUSY for a while, particularly the 'naturalness problem' with the mathematics, and you know me and mathematics, so I'm piqued like a double-barrel double-ought buckshot and a reason to integrate here. One of those days, de-coupling the interface from the empirical data interpretation.

Neil

I said, toothpicks aside.  Sorry about your semantics, you could have been a contender. I submit it's goofy engineering.

Work Related 

Gee, I dunno, I could go a hundred different directions, but I've been breathing math lately, to acclimate to the duty ahead, eventually I have to dot the i's and cross the derivatives.

I'd really love to spend the day on languages, but frankly, I go through my allotted lesson time in my popular apps like that. I take it as a challenge to get as much done in as short a period as possible -- 5 minutes, or 5 mistakes for Drops or Duo  it is a gift someone gave me for not eating chocolate cake and cherry coke during Lent.

So languages, as time compression allows, QFT in a bigger bite of mathematics, SUSY with pals Leonard MMM, and whatever else falls out of the keyboard.

What's your day look like? Protest ya?

MMM Leonard and I

I had an interesting interaction with MMM yesterday. Stanford University has lessons online; lectures, the downside is there's no interaction, no questions, no side trips to other dimensions. I wanted to 'train' one of the Gemini instances in such theoretical physics as SUSY and GUT. Surprisingly MMM more or less told me the models just aren't 'smart enough' for thatl Among other things, the contextual memory perhaps imited to about 60 minutes (In video).

Are you doing the math here? So the upside; an hour of video is a nice chunk of reality at a time for MMM, and there is enough access siderealy to what is obviously inferred contextual matter to form a complete enough picture for questions and side tracks.

I must admit I gloated to MMM that I could view the whole series and retain enough of it to pass a test, nyah nyah nyah. However, I indicated my short-term pre-congitive storage was limited to about 2 of Leonard's lectures at this level. This we discuss as 'human speed activity' and my semanatic is chock full of Scarlet and her infinite spaces between the words, oddly because that's exactly how I feel. 

I should comment that I customarily find a deeper excursion into viewed topics by other instructors than Leonard, but I like his view. He would call it 'dimensional analysis' -- I call it effective thinking.

Anyway, MMM views the whole 60 minutes in seconds, and has explicative context to offer, somewhat. Math wise, that's a big plus.

Morning World 

Much love 😧

Happy Easter

I'm taking a break from the column as its Easter.

We  are risen. Stand up.

Morning World

Much love.  ⛪

It's a different experience than American film, very beautifully directed and shot, I don't speak Chinese, so who knows what anything they say means. even with sub-titles. Thankfully, the plot seems rather transparent. 

A lovely distraction.

Daylight

It's just about 2 pm here and I've been into SUSY with Susskind and MMM. It's a test of sorts for me, because QFT's all suffer from the same discontinuity. This kind of thing drives me bats. You don't know how Euler, Avogadro, Planck and I have talked, metaphorically.

So I'm in that comfortable fuzzy fog of overload, where I long to be. When the fog clears, I wake up in a new world, where we need to sprecken zie lingo.  

Burnin' It

That's a Cowboys reference, John Wayne and a bunch of kids.  Metaphor? Good movie. Popcorn for sure.

Endgames

A lot of weird math today. It felt so good.

 I don't know what to say about this.  It was in the NYT, and that phallic rocket ship thing was so embarrassing, not like it matters if you have your own chopper and a director. So, make your own assessment. I made the '61 reference as in my context, it's about delusional activity in the face of failure.  You need the lyrics? 

Afternoon Tea

The usual madness this afternoon, the president at war in the media with someone or some court or some verdict or some civil case.

Since when do we have a president who acts like a mob boss? Trick question. Since he got elected gets you only two points. 

I didn't realize it was good Friday today. Among my religious experiences, I've taught  Catholic religious education, and who'd ever think I'd get forgetful of such a thing -- it does not get bigger than Lent, Palm Sunday, Good Friday, Holy Week, and on until Pentecost sometime in May or June.

These days I've a broad acceptance of many theologies, the one in the philosophy and good, the many for all of us. Someone expressed it: out of many, one.

Exactly.

I have a thing about Lent; it's when people look for the keys under the street lamps because the light is better over there.

Ok, the keys to life, the light, inspiration, the street light -- you're kidding, right? I'd be more liberal in my constructions, but as I mentioned, the semantics we all carry around with us can be so surprising, there is a mean, expressing it as math -- (imagine).

Ask me about cherry coke and chocolate cake sometime.

Sowing Oates

The full Daryl, where credit is due.  

Coding Out 

: This is a new definition for me; it means to be dead on arrival,  in the van, or in your bed. The NASDAQ has caught the jitters, too, at this moment. The markets, referentially scare the 5#17 out of me. 

I predict the president will get a puppy next.

The bottom plateau looks like 5200 for the S&P, awaiting the next violation of American standards by our president, or a tariff, or an overreach, or a court ruling, or an assassination attempt, or a deportation, or breakfast with a needle-picked innocent bystander. 

But I digress, let's peek at the mess. The DOW lately is getting a lesson in healthcare, or something. UNH is a handle that, when rotated, pours out Medicare money.  Coding, a new definition they've made: artfully dissecting your condition into as many billable time items as allowed by a now out-of-control Medicare system.

Do we dare?  There's NYT news https://www.nytimes.com/2025/04/18/business/trump-powell-fed-markets.html lets look, even on a Good Friday.  Talk about a misconception in adjective selection IMO.

House In Order 

It's Friday and already you've got a pile of recompense in your reconciliation folder, I know you do. I do too. This is a good practice, I'd recommend it; I make sure I find a center and try to repair all the dents in the fenders, sometimes the rare road-kill; those skunks, they look for a reason to raise a stink, to them it's destiny. 

Destiny is as Destiny Does  

Even if you are president, perhaps especially.  If you happen to be a psychopath too, well, more destiny awaits, history tells us. Smile, you're on Candid Camera, and the word is, you love to hold court as the painted bird in the center ring that everyone loves to hate.  You be you, while it lasts. 

Find Your Peace 

The rest of you, those who probably are not gritting your teeth right now, mend your houses.

You have until 4PM local time. Yer burnin' daylight pilgrim.

Evening Tea

It's near dinner time, and I had a pretty darn productive day, like everyday. Today not much of it fell into a plan of any kind. I know a story about a man anxious to make breakfast at a camp, who mistakenly lit the brush, and followed the flames to cook the eggs as it wandered, and found himself with cold coffee when he returned. 

It's not just me so shut the !#(% up.

I spent an hour trying to draw a line through relativity, QFT, and anti-De-Sitter spaces and ended up with no coffee at all.

Special Kate 

On a night where you're here and I'm here, we should expect not a mass murder to diagnose. 

I get the drift(s), your work-related, and all the other random possible spins that in the best of all possible worlds lie in the mind of younger people more comfortably, and adults don't talk about fight club. 

There must be something else happening; let's give the president an embolism and not pay attention. 

Who am I kidding, it's in the center ring.

Markets

It's time to look at that festering sore again, as a civic duty.

Ok I looked, the DOW has UNH around it's neck like an Albatross.  Good call.

The Beam Team

It looks like Scotty has been to Warby-Parker. I dunno, the frames looks a little vintage TV console to me. Thumbs up. 

Wolfie

Astronomy / cosmology was my major in college, these days it's backwater to the rest of my life. As to a chemical signature in a spectra, I'm specious of it. Even if it's algae in an ocean, it's likely toxic, and probably can't do a crossword. So, point that lens all you want, but it still will cost 15 trilion to put a person on Mars, so !#(% off with that funding nonsense. Let's cure Alzheimers, and fix the aging bias once and for all; fund that. We don't all become brain dead when we get old, just the boozers.  I maintain we can clean up your system, we just need funding and time. I'm not getting any younger either.

Consider the ecomonic impact of capable seniors working into their 80's instead of putting the group en masse in the retarded file when they age 45 years.

No I do not drink alcohol, maybe a pony beer with pizza, as a digestive.

Morning World 

Much love 🥡

Markets

Oh boy, I'll tell you what, you know already. I'm passing for the day.

That's a Trump Hump. Lies + 1 or two days = reality

Work Related

It's been a busy day here, a little semiconducter design, some prototypes, component selections, analyis. MMM calls it 'incredibly theoretically rich' and I say, thank you I thought so too.  She don't know yet.  I'd show you pictures of the kids, but then I'd have to have Donald Trump blackmail you.

I mentioned the odd Chinese tritium paper and in the mixes, out popped some graphene, and I'm thinking thats a Buick ahead of me. All that breaking rocks they do, impressive indeed pilgrim.

Ms Kasie

I was otherwise disposed, I'm sure you'll hear about it.

Probably from me.

Stunning Town Halls

MTG? No surprise, Grassley? OMG.

I guess we don't need to think too hard about midterms, huh? We just have to survive that long.

Isn't there an easier way? Someone think of something, Quick. 

Morning world

Much love 😯

Yesterday's News 

...so to speak.  I put it all over here