Judge’s Rhyming Scheme Criticized

The most amusing story I read this past year had to be a New York Times article about the rhyming Pennsylvania Supreme Court justice.

Justice J. Michael Eakin has been writing his case opinions in verse to the consternation of both his fellow justices and the people who argue cases before the Pennsylvanian Supreme Court. Eakin defends his judicial rhyming by saying that, “You have an obligation as a judge to be right, but you have no obligation to be dull.”

Here’s an example, from a dissent Eakin wrote on a prenuptial agreement case. A wealthy man gives his fiance a ring he says is worth $21,000 but is in fact cheap junk. Later they get divorced. She sues, saying that the fact that the man lied about the ring should be enough to void the couple’s prnuptial agreement. The court ruled against the woman, but Eakin weighed in with this poem which was his entire dissent,

A groom must expect matrimonial pandemonium
When his spouse finds he’s given her cubic zirconium.
Given their history and Pygmalion relation
I find her reliance was with justification.

Source:

Justices call on bench’s bard to limit his lyricism. Adam Liptak, The New York Times, December 15, 2002.

The New York Times Is Dreaming

Via National Review comes this excellent gaffe from the New York Times that is further evidence of their Raines-era fall into kneejerk American-style liberalism.

The British milieu that the Clash emerged from called out for punk. When the Sex Pistols’ Johnny Rotten, draped on his microphone, intoned, “No future,” it was the cry of youth coming out of school to discover that there were no jobs in Margaret Thatcher’s Britain and refusing to accept that as reality.

Ah yes, if young Brits were pissed off, it had to be Thatcher’s fault. Of course, as National Review points out, the Sex Pistols predated Thatcher’s election by three years. The bleak future Johnny Rotten faced was the UK’s declining welfare state led by a Labour government.

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No Second Acts in Punk? Ed Ward, The New York Times, December 29, 2002.

The Hedonistic Imperative

I’ve been meaning to link to David Pearce’s manifesto, The Hedonistic Imperative for some time now.

I have not had the time to really read this online book closely (in fact I strongly disagree with some parts that I have closely read), but regardless of how realistic or off-the-wall Pearce’s argument is, he highlights the sort of things that will be possible sooner than later and which society and individuals are going to have a difficult time wrapping their heads around.

Pearce argues that it will soon be both technically feasible as well as morally good to use genetic engineering to eliminate psychological suffering. He maintains that psychological suffering is simply a lousy (for individuals at least) byproduct of evolution,

Darwinian evolution has powerfully favoured the growth of ever more diverse, excruciating, but also more adaptive varieties of psychophysical pain. Its sheer nastiness effectively spurs and punishes the living vehicles of genetic replicators. Sadness, anxiety and malaise are frequently good for our genes; they’re just psychologically bad for us.

So, once we have the technology, why not rewire human physiology to eliminate psychological suffering? Well, one answer might be that maybe we don’t really want to be happy all the time. After all, some psychological pain helps us realize the negative consequences of our actions and encourages growth and development (imagine if young children were incapable of feeling psychologically painful remorse for harming living things, for example). There are also a lot of issues over just what sort of being a person who was unable to feel psychological pain would be.

But if the current market for legal and illegal mood-enhancing drugs are any indication, there would likely be a vast market for something that even came close to what Pearce is proposing.

Hindu Extremism in India

In the United States, we’re aware of the dangers of homegrown Christian extremism, and 9/11 and other events brought the dangers of Muslim extremism to the fore, but Hindu religious extremism — a major problem in India — rarely makes headlines.

While doing research for a story about animal rights I came across news stories about an October 15, 2002 atrocity in India.

Five men who were Dalits — the lowest and so-called “untouchable” caste — were seized by a mob and lynched. Their crime? The five were accused of killing a cow.

These men were trying to eke out a living by skinning dead cows and selling the skins for leather products. When accusations that they had killed a living cow circulated, police said a mob of 4,000 to 5,000 showed up, seized the men, and lynched them.

The next day, Hindu extremists were quoting Hindu religious writings to the effect that the life of cows and pigs are worth more than the life of a Dalit, and that one of the scriptural penalties for killing a cow is death.

This is especially troubling because it is part of a pattern of Hindu religious extremism and right wing politics. In the United States, for example, there is a lot of consternation when Christian fundamentalists want equal time for creationism in biology textbooks. In India, Hindu religious groups have managed to reintroduce astrology into universities and the military is wasting resources trying to develop weapons based on literal readings of ancient Hindu texts.

And, of course, there is the often deadly interplay between Hindu extremism in India with equally dangerous Muslim extremism in Pakistan.

Which is why this atheist counts his blessings that he lives in a secular democracy where the political system by and large keeps such religious extremism on the fringes (and where our neighbors to North and South seem to have also largely escaped the scourge of religious extremism).

Shipping Bits Is So Last Century

Over the past month or so I’d read quite a few good reviews of Strategic Command: European Theater. This is an old school computer wargame, complete with hex map and counters for graphics. Since I have a bit of time on my hands this week, I downloaded a demo of the game and played for about an hour.

That was more than enough to know I wanted to give the full version a try, and at only $25 the game was a bargain.

Except that rather than offer the program for download (and from what I’ve read, its only in the 30-40 meg range), the only way to get the game is to have it physically shipped with an additional $7 charge for shipping and handling. So I’d have to pay 28 percent of the cost of the game just to have it shipped, and then I get the added enjoyment of waiting for it to arrive. Yeah, that’s so much more convenient than just hitting my credit card for $25 and offering me a link to download the game.

I’ll find something else to play.

If the FBI Can’t Figure Out Word, The Terrorists Have Won

Via Reason Magazine comes a link to an audit PDF of the FBI’s lingering problems in upgrading its computer systems. The report betrays an agency that is plumbing new depths of government incompetence.

The short version is the FBI doesn’t know what it currently has and so doesn’t know what it wants. It relies on five separate invesigative computer systems, but has so little documentation about how those systems work that it is engaged in an expensive reverse engineering of its own software systems.

Communications problems between FBI headquarters, field offices and contractors have left agents without computers for weeks at a time.

To add insult to injury, the FBI has decided to jettison WordPerfect in favor of MS Word organization-wide. But numerous field offices complained that FBI Headquarters continues to drag its feet on converting the 1,000 or so FBI-specific WordPerfect macros to MS Word equivalents.

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FBI under fire for IT slipups. Evan Hansen, CNet.Com, December 20, 2002.

Emma and Dusty

Last summer, my daughter began begging us for a cat of her own. So we assigned her to taking care of our existing cats. After she proved she could feed and water the cat, my wife did a little Internet searching and found a woman near us who was giving away kittens.

Dusty, as my daughter named her, as become part of the family, and continues to captivate my daughter’s attention with her antics,

The Birthday Party

My daughter, Emma turned 6 this month.

Earlier in December we had a party with her and about 25 friends at one of those chain pizza places targeted at young kids.

I think of it like one of those credit card ads. Price per child: $7-$8. Not having 25 children running through my house: Priceless.

That helps keep my wife, Lisa, sane,

Emma seemed to enjoy it,

Of course if you want to see a distressed 6 year old, give her a container of firmly closed ice cream,

My brother, Scott, and his kids were able to make the party. Scott just returned from 6 months in Kuwait,

And a good time was had by all.