Archive for January, 2013

“You got a great car, yeah what’s wrong with it today”

My favorite track off one of the greatest rock albums ever made. The Dandy Warhols, “Bohemian Like You” off of Thirteen Tales from Urban Bohemia. (Video NSFW):

Of Barrel Shrouds, Unlocked Phones, and the Gell-Mann Amnesia

First, a video:

The article mentioned in the video above made the rounds of most of the popular gun blogs a month or so ago when it was written, so any firearms enthusiasts in the audience will probably have already read it. If you haven’t, though, I highly recommend you do.

I tend to stay out of online firearms debates for the intellectually selfish reason that they got boring for me a some time ago. This is because everyone arguing on the Internet is, as a rule, already as informed as they are going to permit themselves to be. At this point, arguing about guns on the Internet can only ever aspire to a frustrated argument about priors, and that’s the extremely unusual best case.

But I think that, wherever you fall on the gun debate, you can watch the video above and marvel at the stunning ignorance of the people attempting to ban “assault-style weapons”. And while I’m absolutely okay with people on the Internet not knowing what a barrel shroud is, to see our government servants trying to outlaw them out of pure ignorance is maddening.

But what’s particularly crazy-making is that this kind of ignorance isn’t the exception, but rather the rule in modern American governance. I would be willing to bet that of all the people involved with writing the currently proposed assault weapon ban, not a single one of them could accurately describe all of the features that it proscribes. No matter how you feel about the substance of the current law, that regulations are drafted under such ignorant conditions should make you sore afraid.

Because let’s face it, the second amendment may not be an issue you care about one way or the other, but even the most apolitical among us has something we care deeply about that the government is trying to regulate. And the ignorance at work in crafting this horrid ban on “assault weapons” isn’t limited to firearms issues. The same levels of ignorance are at play screwing up the regulatory regime around whatever issue it is you do care about, whether it’s educational policy, abortion rights, immigration reform, etc. etc. etc.

So why is this ignorance able to persist? Because most people only see it when exposed to it in the context of their own area of expertise or passion. If you know about firearms, you can look at the AWB and see it for the ignorant pandering that it is. But when the same people suggest an immigration reform bill that flatters your priors, suddenly you just assume that they know what they’re talking about.

Or, to use a more current example: I have a lot of friends in the tech industry who, being fairly typical, garden-variety American liberals, are completely in favor of an Assault Weapons Ban. It seems sensible and common-sensical to them, and they have a hard time understanding how anyone can disagree with them. As such, the proposed legislation seems on-point, well-crafted, and long overdue.

But present them with the fact that it is now illegal to decouple your cellphone from your provider in the United States without express carrier permission, and they will instantly rail against the stupidity and ignorance that went in to crafting the legislation that permitted that to happen. The same legislative bodies that they assumed were well-reasoning and well-informed about gun rights, are suddenly seen for the ignorant charlatans they are.

Of course the punch line is that all topical regulation is equally bad, it’s just bad in domain-specific ways that only the informed will see or care about.

This phenomenon isn’t novel or limited to government. The name for this effect is “Gell-Mann Amnesia”, named for the physicist Murray Gell-Mann and first articulated (as near as I can tell) by author Michael Crichton in his 2002 essay “Why Speculate?”. (Note: I can’t seem to find a copy of the original essay online any longer. If anyone does track down a copy, please drop me a link to it either by comment or by email.) Crichton pointed out that he and Gell-Mann often marveled at the stupidity of newspaper articles about the areas of their expertise. Such articles were often so wrong and confused as to completely reverse causal relationships (“wet streets cause rain” in Crichton’s words) or to be so muddled as to be completely non-sensical to someone in the know. Both men would then turn to an article outside their domain knowledge and read on in happy credulity.

In the context of newspapers, Gell-Mann Amnesia might lead to a bad broadsheet surviving a few months longer than it otherwise would. In the context of modern panarchic democracy, Gell-Mann Amnesia leads bad laws, curtailed freedoms, and a regulatory regime in which good people become felons because they own politically incorrect sheet metal or twiddle the wrong bits on their phone.

And a ridiculously awesome new urban sport was born…

A Frenchmen tries to race a subway train between two adjacent stops.

I’ve often wondered about this in London. Some of the tube stops in London are close enough together that it’s possible to leisurely stroll from one to another more quickly than going by tube, so clearly this is a game that can be played on easy mode. But this anonymous Frenchman’s inaugural run shows that there are some challenging, but possible, courses in this exciting new urban sport.

parp. squeek. boing.

New Mr. Scruff tuneage. Love it.

“Tall buildings shake, voices escape, singing sad sad songs”

Great Moments in Globalization, Going Away Party Edition

So an Indian, a Pakistani, a Ukrainian, a Brazilian, and an American walk into a bar…

This isn’t the setup to a joke, but just me and four of my coworkers arriving for our friend Zain’s going away party. We gathered at the Edge Grill in downtown Seattle and had a hell of a good time.

Zain, best of luck with your new job. Microsoft is lucky to have you, and we’re sad to see you go.

I’ve been getting hard into Electroswing lately, and my favorite artist of the genre is Parov Stelar. This tune, “The Paris Swingbox”, is the lead single off his 2012 album, The Princess.

Fire and Brimstone

Evolution in Action

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A squirrel eating from a discarded granola bar wrapper. Sorry for the low-quality. Taken on maximum zoom from my camera phone. I watched this little dude pick every last stuck bit of granola bar from the wrapper, lick the remaining grease off the foil, and then throw the wrapper out of his tree.

This Is Your Bird…

…this is your bird on dubstep.

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