Robbery by police

Considering that highway robbery is in the job description, I don’t know why we’re supposed to be surprised when the occasional policeman simply extends the logic one step further:

Minneapolis police officer Timothy Edward Carson’s shift on Wednesday started at 9 a.m. But he wasn’t there. By the time he told a supervisor he was running late at 9:30, the FBI says, Carson had robbed an Apple Valley bank and was well on his way to getting caught. Carson, 28, was arrested early Thursday and appeared in federal court Thursday afternoon, charged with bank robbery. More criminal charges are expected to follow; police sources familiar with the investigation say he could be connected to at least a dozen robberies in the metro area over the past two weeks.

In the eyes of the police, his real crime wasn’t robbing banks. It was robbing banks for his personal benefit. Police robbery is supposed to be for the benefit of the department and the state, not the individual policeman. If Carson had simply walked into the bank with his uniform on and arrested the money under the pretense of it being laundered drug money, he’d have won a medal and a bonus.


Veni, perdi, clami

Mikio is merely the latest in a tediously long series of would-be critics to show up, repeatedly make blatant errors of fact and logic in an attempt to criticize one of my posts, then whine and cry because I’m not inclined to indulge inept argumentation. Since these critics, (who used to be feminists but of late have tended to be atheists), are more than a little handicapped when it comes to logic, it seems to escape their attention that the reason the Rules of the Blog exist is because their behavior is not only common, but reliably follows a predictable pattern.

Rule 14: “It is my intention to give individual commenters up to three opportunities per post to criticize what I have posted there. Since I do not have any interest whatsoever in wasting time on futile attempts to explain things to the willfully obtuse, the intellectually underpowered, or the disingenuous, I will cease to engage with a commenter after he has committed three demonstrable errors of fact or logic in that comment thread. While I will identify those errors, I am not inclined to be drawn into tangential discussions of them. Attempts to claim that my refusal to further engage with a commenter whose arguments have repeatedly been demonstrated to be flawed are the result of cowardice or an inability to respond are false and will be deleted.”

Now, the fact that Mikio fell into the “intellectually underpowered” category was obvious from the start, but was underlined by his hapless attempt to quibble with my demonstration of his errors, which actually exceeded the requisite three. The amusing thing was that he subsequently attempted to argue that my explication of his incompetence, which was amply demonstrated in the preceding comments, was an ad hominem dismissal. As anyone who actually knows what the term means, it quite clearly was not.

Strike 1 – erroneous assumption confusing observation for fairy tale
Strike 2 – failed analogy
Strike 3 – false accusation of logical incapacity and unsupported assumptions

As is the social autistic’s wont, Mikio has proceeded to whine, complain, and even lie about why his later comments were deleted, despite the fact that they were treated precisely as the rules dictated they would be. He has now asserted that because comments which violate the rules are deleted, there is a possibility that I am avoiding strong arguments that expose the flaws in my thinking. He is not the first to suggest this; it is a common theme among those who find their comments getting deleted. He has also claimed that the regular readers here are obsequious and clueless followers and that challenges to thinking are not welcome here.

Of course, it is easy to expose the numerous falsehoods in Mikio’s dishonest claims. While it is theoretically possible that some strong arguments are being deleted, because I almost never delete the first few comments made by any commenter, we have sufficient evidence to judge the general quality of the arguments that have been presented as well as information about the intellectual capacity of the person presenting them. For example, there is absolutely no reason to suspect that the same individual who made the panoply of errors that Mikio did in the post entitled The Porker Principle is capable of producing stronger and more effective arguments.

Second, dozens, if not hundreds of readers have the opportunity to read posts that are deleted. While some masochists may enjoy such posts, no one has ever seen fit to argue that any of them have been deleted because they are too effective or because I am incapable of answering them. Third, Mikio assumes that I do not have access to deleted comments for future use in the event that someone is foolish enough to claim that I was incapable of answering a specific argument they made in a comment that was deleted. Fourth, the large number of critical comments contained in the comments over the last five years show that challenges to my thinking are far more welcome here than they are anywhere else on the Internet. There is considerable evidence, both here and on other sites, that I am not one who fears debate and runs away from it. Finally, the six thousand or so daily readers who are familiar with this blog all know very well what small minority of comments get deleted and why, since the behavior is so predictable.

Once someone demonstrates that he is either unable or unwilling to engage in rational, intelligent debate, there is no reason to waste any time on them or their comments since it is like dunking a basketball on a fifth-grader. I have no reason to ban them, but neither do I have any interest in anything they have to say. I understand that it’s difficult to accept that you’re not quite as intelligent as you were led to believe back when you were the smartest koi in the little garden pond, but it’s a lesson that you’re eventually going to learn one way or another. And the sooner you learn it, the less of an ass you’re going to make of yourself in the future.


Post-Christian culture shock

As I have repeatedly warned, post-Christianity isn’t necessarily that shiny, sexy, secular science fiction society that so many atheists fantasize about. Secularism is merely a transition phase from civilization to barbarism:

Witch doctors in Uganda have admitted their part in human sacrifice amid concerns that the practice is spreading in the African country…. The African country’s government claimed human sacrifice was on the increase. According to officials trying to tackle it, the crime is directly linked to rising levels of development and prosperity – and an increasing belief that witchcraft can help people get rich quickly.

It is all to telling that so many clueless atheists are more worried about prospective Ugandan laws banning homosexuality than they are about the rise of human sacrifice! And it’s interesting to see yet another example smashing the progressive notion that rising levels of development and prosperity will suffice to create a more civilized society.


Mailvox: evading Euthyphro

NR queries the Catholic response:

I regularly visit your blog and remember that you’ve discussed the Euthyphro question. I was looking at a Catholic website (www.catholic.com) that answers theological questions, and the old question came up on their website like this:

“Is the difference between good and bad whatever God says it is? Or is God good because he conforms to a standard of goodjavascript:void(0)ness?”

And the question was answered this way:

“Neither. Goodness is not imposed upon God from some external standard nor is it invented by him. Rather, it is rooted in his own eternal and unchanging nature. For example, when God commands us to love him with our whole heart and to our neighbor as ourselves, that is rooted in the fact that God himself is love (cf. 1 Jn 4:8). He could not suddenly choose to forbid loving God and neighbor, or command hating God and neighbor, for he cannot be other than what he is.”

Is this a valid answer in your opinion?

It’s potentially valid answer, but I consider it to be inaccurate as well as evasive because it confuses God’s essence with God’s will in an attempt to avoid the so-called dilemma. I believe God can choose to distinguish between His will and His essence and I suspect that He has done precisely that in the case of certain individuals who had specific roles to play at a crucial nexus. In fact, there is an inherent contradiction in the two ideas of a) a Catholic God who cannot forbid loving God, and, b) an Omniderigiste God who controls the actions of all individuals, including those who do not love Him. Of course, Catholics do not necessarily subscribe to omniderigence, so this contradiction is not necessarily intrinsic to the Catholic answer.

So, I come down strongly on the side of good and bad being whatever God says it is. We know, from the Bible, that God does change His will. But changing one’s will is not the equivalent of changing one’s essence. And I never lose any sleep over the possibility that He will change His mind about His definitions of good and bad tomorrow, since that requires a failure to distinguish between the concepts of possibility and probability.


Iceland defies the vampire squids

A few politicians are finally beginning to listen to the people rather than the banksters:

Iceland will hold a referendum on a depositor accord with the U.K. and Netherlands after President Olafur R. Grimsson blocked the bill in a move that threatens to undermine the island’s efforts to repair international relations.

“The constitution is very clear about the need for a referendum in this situation,” Prime Minister Johanna Sigurdardottir told reporters in Reykjavik today.

Grimsson vetoed the so-called Icesave accord after more than 60,000 of Iceland’s 320,000 inhabitants signed a petition urging him to reject the legislation. The bill, which polls show about 70 percent of the population opposes, had obliged Iceland to use $5.5 billion in borrowed funds from the U.K. and Netherlands to cover depositor claims from the two countries after the failure of Landsbanki Islands hf in October 2008. The absence of clear cross-border regulatory rules on depositor insurance has allowed settlement of the claims to drag on and left Icelandic taxpayers disgruntled over having to pay for the failure of a private bank.

Why should all the people of Iceland be responsible for paying 40 percent of their annual GDP on behalf of the 22 people who owned the failed Icelandic bank? Why should they be held responsible for paying off the Dutch and UK governments just because the Dutch and UK politicians decided to prevent Dutch and UK investors from suffering the negative consequences of their bad investment decisions? The truth is that there is no reason whatsoever, and the Icelandic people should call the banking community’s bluff; the banks need borrowers more than the borrowers need banks. And even in the unlikely event that the financial isolation threat is carried out, in the long run the Icelandic people will be much better off without having the vampire squids constantly draining their economy of its profits. They will be even better off if they use this incident to stay out of the EU.

“Britain warned Iceland that it would be frozen out of the European Union after its President abruptly vetoed the repayment of a £3.6 billion loan.”

I seem to recall that 70% of the American public opposed TARP. And I imagine an even higher percentage will oppose SuperTARP once they realize that the White House just opened up the floodgates for a continuous banking bailout via Fannie and Freddie. So, it’s interesting to see this demonstration in real-time of which countries are genuinely democratic and which are not.


The Porker Principle

Science proves that the average woman quits trying to stay in shape once she get married:

It is widely known that women tend to gain weight after giving birth, but now a large study has found evidence that even among childless women, those who live with a mate put on more pounds than those who live without one. The differences, the scientists found, were stark. After adjusting for other variables, the 10-year weight gain for an average 140-pound woman was 20 pounds if she had a baby and a partner, 15 if she had a partner but no baby, and only 11 pounds if she was childless with no partner…. There is no reason to believe that having a partner causes metabolic changes, so the weight gain among childless women with partners was almost surely caused by altered behavior.

A recent British survey showed similar conclusions, as 22 percent of new brides put on an average of 21 pounds in their first year of marriage. Which shouldn’t be surprising, given that “More than half said they no longer worried about their appearance and weight after their big day.”

Basically, if you’re not marrying a gym bunny, there’s a pretty good chance she’s going to pork on you the moment she gets that ring. On the other hand, if you see a slender, attractive woman over the age of 30 with a child at the beach in Europe, you can be almost certain that she has between two and four more. For some reason, the chubbos tend to have only one child, occasionally two, while the slender ones average four. But I have no idea whether this is the result of being disciplined, being too busy to sit around and eat, or some combination of the two. Regardless, I’m sure some evolutionary enthusiast can concoct a fairy tale to explain it.


Obvious and unnintended consequences

If enforced impartially, this law could actually work rather well for a lot of henpecked men. An awful lot of women would be wearing electronic tags within six months, which is why it will presumably be administered as a male-only offense:

France will become the first country in the world to ban ‘psychological violence’ within marriage later this year. The new law, which would also apply to co-habiting couples, would see people getting criminal records for insulting their loved ones during domestic arguments.

Go ahead, madam. Show off for your friends by telling them how your husband is worthless around the house and doesn’t know how to change a diaper. He’s got the police on speed dial.


So stop writing schlock

Women continue to whine about writing. Apparently it’s not enough to have driven men away from the fantasy genre, it seems they want to win awards while destroying science fiction too:

I take the absence of women on the Hugo ballots (the major award in the field) very seriously. I think it’s possible to make an argument that the SF world as a whole is actually less welcoming of women than it was twenty years ago.I don’t mean that men don’t read women, or discriminate against them consciously, but that too many men, when asked about good SF, don’t remember women (and I have evidence of this from the reader survey I undertook which can be found at the back of my most recent book, The Inter-Galactic Playground). This takes place at all levels: take a look at your local mass market bookshop or local library shelves. How many of the sf books stocked are written by women? For the purposes of this exercise, ignore the fantasy. In the UK, one publisher has decided it’s ok to produce nice repackaged sets of SF “classics” which include not a single woman: I am well aware that their argument is that they are repackaging their bestselling authors, but the effect is geometric and long lasting. It perpetuates the idea that women don’t write SF, and so makes it more of a “surprise” that they do, and hence reduces the chance of their work being bought. Women writing SF should be normal by now, but it actually feels less normal in the bookshops than ever.

The salient point isn’t that women don’t write science fiction, it’s that they don’t write hard science fiction and, for the most part, they don’t write GOOD science fiction. Other than Lois McMaster Bujold, who is there? The award-winning Catharine Asaro writes strong independent woman space romance schlock. Sheri Tepper writes feminist narcissism in space. Elizabeth Moon writes horrible space romance schlock with risible military pretensions: “Now combat-blooded and well on her way to the admiralty, young Kylara Vatta commands 40 far-future spacecraft…. surrounded by a convincing supporting cast, from feisty fruitcake-baking Aunt Grace, who runs Slotter Key’s defenses, to dashing Rafe Dunbarger, acting CEO of InterStellar Communications, who has lost his heart to Ky despite his best efforts at stoicism.” Of course he did. Now, Barbara Hambly has written some excellent fantasy with overtones of science… but apparently fantasy is off limits here because there are too many women being too successful writing good, bad, and awful fantasy for a feminist to get away with complaining about it.

The truth is that women usually write the same novel over and over again underneath the guise of a thin genre veneer. The action, the plot, the world-building, the style, and the suspension of disbelief are all secondary to the feelings of the young, attractive female protagonist and her relationship with the dashing, accomplished man who is alternately threatened by her and attracted to her. It’s boring. It’s unoriginal. It’s intellectually stultifying. It’s not the sort of thing that any male or female reader with half a brain is going to respect.

Tangential note: I particularly liked this sentence, which demonstrates why feminist writers have such a difficult time creating believable alternate worlds; they can’t even accurately describe the world they presently inhabit. “this would be my cue to explain how we do too have ‘honour killings’ in Britain, and they happen in nice white families all the time.

Ah, perhaps that explains the absence of all the great female science fiction writers. They were obviously all massacred very early in their careers by their nice white British families.


Victory in Afghanistan

As every armchair military historian knew from the start, it’s not going to happen. But this is a morbidly amusing commentary on eight years of occupation:

America’s deputy chief of military intelligence in Afghanistan has issued a damning indictment of the work of US spy agencies, calling them clueless and out of touch with the Afghan people. Major General Michael Flynn described US spies as “ignorant of local economics and landowners, hazy about who the powerbrokers are and how they might be influenced… and disengaged from people in the best position to find answers”….

It quotes one operations officer saying that the US was unable to make informed decisions about what to do in Afghanistan because of a lack of much-needed intelligence about the country.

Bad strategy always leads to confusion, bad tactics, and demoralized troops. And the U.S. strategy has been completely hapless in Afghanistan and Iraq… don’t think for a second that the situation in Iraq is settled. It’s no wonder the global jihadists are feeling increasingly confident and stepping up their activities in the Dar al-Harb. Even the most rabid Republican neocon nattering on about the imminent danger to national security that can only be prevented by an immediate invasion of Iran/Pakistan/Yemen/Dubai should now understand that military occupations are not an effective means of convincing the world of the danger of offending a superpower. Shock and awe has been replaced by contempt.


Dog of the Year

And it’s only January 4th:

It was already dark on Saturday evening and Austin had little time to react when he discovered the reason for Angel’s strange behaviour. The boy spotted what he first thought was a strange dog emerge from the shadows. Just two metres away, the cat charged at him.

“He was like: Aw, crap, it’s a cougar.”

But Angel was ready – the young dog leapt at the hungry cougar and “took the whack,” Mr. Forman said. The boy escaped inside his home while the two animals battled for several minutes. “The cougar was latched onto her head, you could hear both the dog and the cougar screaming. Then it went silent.”

This is why we have the Dainty Flower. I have the utmost admiration for the courage of the brave golden retriever, but if a similarly smallish cougar were ever to make the fatal mistake of running into Spacebunny’s Ridgeback, I’d fully expect to discover her outside happily crunching away on the dead cat’s skull.