I’m thinking this will be a regular Sunday deal and I may even do a “hump day” random as well. Let’s jump right in. I’ll start doing it in numbers instead of bullets for easy referencing in comments.
1. Deleting all Facebook: Enormous Relief.
Note that 100% of the 48 comments are supportive. One thing of interest is that since deleting it, my posts are no longer getting hardly any Facebook likes or shares. So, this must have been coming from FB fans predominately before, and since no more, they must not even have been engaging with the blog, but only on FB. But I really had no interest in separate comment threads for my posts on FB, so fine.
Has all this narcissistic, hyper-socializing jumped the shark? Will social media end up being “so 2000-teens?” Anyway, happy for the additional mindspace that allows me to focus my time on writing a blog and engaging real people on my blog.
2. I Deal With Dunning and Kruger Every Day. Every Where.
The Dunning–Kruger effect is a cognitive bias manifesting in unskilled individuals suffering from illusory superiority, mistakenly rating their ability much higher than is accurate. This bias is attributed to a metacognitive inability of the unskilled to recognize their ineptitude. Conversely, people with true ability tend to underestimate their relative competence based on the erroneous or exaggerated claims made by unskilled people.
I’ll take the latter. I’m happy to undershoot. I grew up around D-Ks in fundamentalist fucktardism (“born again” fucktards). Last weekend, I spoke with a young 20-someting niece and her friend (raised similarly, slightly more liberal). Listened to them laf and scoff at what their parents taught them about being a subject to a doG: to satisfaction and high salute on my pat and even, smacks on the cheek. It’s just as I laf and scoff at my similar experience. It began crumbling for me in 1979 once I drove cross country and was on my own. How come I need to learn so many things from condemned heathens going to hell, if I know the TRUTH, THE WAY, AND THE LIGHT? Friar Occam suggests I was scammed by D-K types.
I told all my family 25 years ago that they were going to be lafing stocks. Glad they are, from the up-and-coming kids, now. Sow. Reap. And I get to have the intellectual, patriarchal stature. This will only get worse for all of them over time, as they become increasingly irrelevant unless they stop being fucktarded about Sky Fairies and after-life fantasies.
Well, of course. If you aren’t an HG who feeds them in spite of any knowledge on your part, they’ll get fed anyway. it’s a starvation adaptation, just like ketosis.
A team of scientists, led by Alexander Chervonsky from the University of Chicago, has now found that mice deal with this problem by manufacturing molecules that feed their gut microbes during bouts of infection.
The cells of their intestines glom a sugar called fucose onto fats and proteins, which the bacteria can yank off and eat. The sugar is an emergency currency, used to pay off microbial employees when the usual coffers are empty, to keep them from quitting the firm.
I told you the gut microbiome is very important. We actually have evolutionary adaptations to preserve it. Amazing what can happen over hundreds of millions of years.
4. Thanks San Francisco.
I watched that whole 6 1/2 hour game in DC yesterday, Giants. I love baseball because I see thinking men with serious work ethics. I love to watch them chewing, thinking, spitting.
49ers. That’s serious, disciplined football. Few flags, no turnovers, decent stats roughly equal to those of your opponent. KC and Alex—who Left His Heart in San Francisco—you lost but put on a good show.
Turns out, according to current California law, we all did. We should all look up our college squeezes and apologize for raping them.
Do you have the heart to apologize for raping?
Do I need to add that privileged feminists who were unpleased are perfectly happy to dilute the meaning of rape, such that their displeasures can be ‘herd’?
5. I adore Perez Prado.
That 2nd one, I blogged about here in 2011. Voodoo Suite. Good herb music.
6. Really funny stupid shit I saw.
…I could go on.