New Science from Jupiter.


Valborg again. Noticeably less people in town this year. Carolinabacken at three o’clock was however crammed as usual.



‘The next best thing to a sexual fantasy’ – hanging out at London’s all-night bagel bakery

In the spring of 1997—five years after this video was made—I lived at the very south end of Brick Lane in Attlee House at Toynbee Hall, as an exchange student attending London Guildhall University. At least once a week, late at night when everything else was closed, we sent a party of volunteers (the hungriest among us, I imagine) all the way to the other end of Brick Lane to get bagels. ‘Always open’ was a rare thing at the border between the city and the east end in those days. (And, yes, salmon and cream cheese was my favourite too.)


The last living human link to the 19th century is gone


S och MP överens om höghastighetstågen – nu bjuds Alliansen in

Jag har inget emot snabbtåg men med tanke på att vi inte ens klarar av att köra långsamma tåg kan jag inte vara annat än skeptisk till det här förslaget. Visa att ni kan köra de tåg som redan finns innan ni satsar en massa pengar på att bygga ut kapacitet för nya tåg, vilka ni annars då rimligtvis inte heller kommer kunna köra.


Phoenicia: An imaginary friend to nations in need of ancestors

‘Phoenician’ was just a generic label invented by ancient Greek authors for the Levantine sailors they encountered in their own maritime explorations. Although some of these Greek writers entertain a mild stereotype of these Phoenicians as rather cunning or tricksy, they never use the term as a description of a distinct ethnocultural community. The historian Herodotus, for instance, talks frequently – and with considerable admiration – about the Phoenicians, but he never gives an ethnographic description of them as he does for other groups including the Egyptians, Ethiopians and Persians.

So Smith didn’t just get the Phoenicians wrong; he got them perfectly backwards. The Phoenicians don’t illustrate the ancient ethnic origins of modern nations, but rather the modern nationalist origins of at least one ancient ethnicity” (Josephine Quinn).


18°C yesterday. Finally!


Maybe it’s time to start thinking of tree as a verb, rather than a noun – tree-ing, or tree-ifying. It’s a strategy, a way of being, like swimming or flying, even though to our eyes it’s happening in very slow motion” (Rachel Ehrenberg).


Carl Sagan’s tools for critical thinking and detecting bullshit


Vacation.


Det här kan inte ignoreras längre: utanför Gävle finns en elväg. Jag har aldrig sett den användas så jag lutar åt att det här helt enkelt “bara” är världens bästa “practical pun” … om det nu är ett uttryck.


A victim of winter.


Beyond the Bitcoin Bubble

“But what if the military had kept GPS out of the public domain? Presumably, sometime in the 1990s, a market signal would have gone out to the innovators of Silicon Valley and other tech hubs, suggesting that consumers were interested in establishing their exact geographic coordinates so that those locations could be projected onto digital maps. There would have been a few years of furious competition among rival companies, who would toss their own proprietary satellites into orbit and advance their own unique protocols, but eventually the market would have settled on one dominant model, given all the efficiencies that result from a single, common way of verifying location. Call that imaginary firm GeoBook. Initially, the embrace of GeoBook would have been a leap forward for consumers and other companies trying to build location awareness into their hardware and software. But slowly, a darker narrative would have emerged: a single private corporation, tracking the movements of billions of people around the planet, building an advertising behemoth based on our shifting locations. Any start-up trying to build a geo-aware application would have been vulnerable to the whims of mighty GeoBook. Appropriately angry polemics would have been written denouncing the public menace of this Big Brother in the sky” (Steven Johnson).


Another day, another viva.


Another doctor, another dinner. This time within the (extended) family.

Trött på tåget


Det här året har har jag tagit tåget till Falun tre gånger, alltså sex resor totalt. Fem av de sex resorna har varit kraftigt försenade. Jag lovade därför mig själv att aldrig mer ta tåget den sträckan.

Nu visar det sig att det inte går några bussar mellan Falun och Uppsala (annat än på helgerna) och vi har bara en bil… så jag bokade en biljett trots allt. Det tåget skulle ha gått kl. 8:25 i morse. Nu är beräknad avgångstid kl. 9:30.

Jag tror enda lösningen är att köpa en till bil.

Och vore jag politiker skulle jag ge SJ/Trafikverket en rejält höjd budget under tre år och om de därefter inte har fått ordning på problemen lägga ner de sträckor som inte funkar och istället lägga pengarna på vägar och (el)bilsubventioner.

Uppdatering: Tåget inställt. Nu ombokad på annat tåg med avgångstid 1 timme och 35 minuter efter att mitt först bokade tåg skulle gå.

Uppdatering 2: Kl. 13:29 var jag framme. Två timmar blev (ännu en gång) fem.


På SciFest med L. Liksom förra året var en av höjdpunkterna Lundafysikernas Fysik & lasershow.


Attending a viva. Not an accounting dissertation being defended this time.


Första söndagen i mars är det, som alltid, obligatorisk Vasaloppsmorgon i tv-soffan.


Maybe I should start my trip home already.


Signalfel och spårfel, allt innan Arlanda. Kul med lite omväxling i alla fall.


Cold morning ( -16 C).


Dog days: Chinese New year

The world’s largest annual migration of humans reaches its climax this week“.


28 years, two months and 27 days

“The Berlin Wall has now been down longer than it was up.”