Amazon Review: I, Robot (DVD)

Many may not know this, but this film wasn’t even originally based on Asimov’s I, Robot. It was instead based on a script called Hardwired, written by Jeff Vintar. The studios acquired the rights to Asimov’s stuff afterward, and altered the script and title to include some sparse elements – mostly names and the concept of “Three Laws Safe” – from the book.

The film itself bears almost no resemblance to the book beyond the superficial, and seems to exhibit almost the reverse of Asimov’s intentions. The people involved with this movie took an interesting concept of a future with implementation of Artificial Intelligence in humanoid machines, and turned it into yet another “HOLY CRAP FEAR ROBOTS!!!111!ONEONESIETE” story that’s been done a thousand times before, most of them in much more interesting and creative ways. Hooray for fortifying our society’s already overdeveloped phobia of technology!

A disappointment. Of course, I’m not really sure if I expected much more from it. Maybe someday Hollywood will be able to cinematize a novel and not completely ruin it on its way to the screen, like it was passed through the digestive system of some bloated, corporate, pander-to-the-lowest-common-denominator monster. Then again, maybe someday kangaroos will colonize the moon, and we’ll figure out a way to convert cancer into solid gold tablets of pure magic.

Buy a book instead. After all, your DVD player might eat you!

*****


One quick thing about Three Laws Safe: The hardest part about implementing such a thing would be getting robots to understand what, exactly, constitutes “harm” with regard to humans. What if they, for instance, try to change our batteries? Or weld our parts back on? Oil us?

HITLER

I am still laughing at cats that look like Hitler. When it was first shown to me last night, I laughed until I cried. The best ones have both the mustache AND the hair.

We went to “Fuck the Back Row” last night in Brooklyn, the Dresden Dolls film festival thing. The highlight of the evening was definitely this guy (audio, probably NSFW), who actually showed up live and played a few songs on the piano before Amanda (who was also awesome) took the stage. I’m not really that huge a fan of Dresden Dolls fan art. The glamour videos made by teenaged fans were a little nerve-grating. There were several times when I felt like they might as well have just sat down in front of the camera with their pants off, pulled baby bats out of their asses, and then swabbed them at the camera. In all, though, it was a positive experience.

Fall of the House of Uranus

Apparently there’s some kind of huge uproar – a ‘kerfluffle’, if I may – over Jerome Armstrong getting mocked for believing in astrology. The idea is apparently that it’s just as much a belief system as anything else, and there’s an implication that just because there are people who believe in something, it’s automatically something to be venerated and respected. This is, of course, bullshit.

(Note: Of course, this doesn’t really apply to the people who consider astrology a kind of fun hobby-type thing; it’s more about the people who take it entirely seriously and consider it a primary belief system, possibly to the extent where they use it to attempt to determine events in their lives (or in government policy, *cough*Reagan*cough*).)

Astrology’s not even so much a belief system, really–it tries to pass itself off as a kind of science. And it’s a demonstrably consistently incorrect one. Fuck, even the I Ching is more scientific. At one point in time, someone assigned arbitrary patterns to clusters of stars, and then later someone else assigned a special significance to the movements of those constellations. It’s about as scientific as drawing a bunch of animal pictures with magic marker using the knots in the wood paneling on someone’s walls, and then throwing a tennis ball really hard around the room and declaring that wherever it lands, the closest animal is going to have the most influence on the thrower. (Oh, and the influence of each animal – its benefits and harms – is also decided completely arbitrarily.)

I’m willing to concede that the period of the year during which a person is born could potentially set certain aspects of their perspective, though I doubt there would be enough consistent data in any psychological study to indicate any kind of correlation. But the idea that the entirety of humanity born during a particular part of a month is going to encounter the exact same variety of experience is just retarded. Let’s find an example. My horoscope from yesterday:

Love affairs have to be approached with a far more sensitive and spiritual attitude if you are to experience romantic fulfilment just now. Try connecting on a deeper level with those you come in contact with and don’t only look at the superficial aspects of love.

That had absolutely nothing to do at all with any of the events that took place in my life yesterday. Let’s do another! Two days ago:

Getting out of an invitation tonight may not be too easy as those that have invited you to a function or party may have a clear idea of your schedule before hand. You will just have to speak the truth and tell them you’re not in the mood.

Not even close. I’m sure there’s probably someone who experienced that somewhere in the world – maybe they’re a pisces, maybe not. (Not to mention, of course, that a lot of it is extremely generalized stuff… “do you sometimes feel sad? Are there times when you feel other people don’t understand you?” I’m not the only one who notices a similarity to Scientology. Many horoscopes sound a lot like those “Personality Quizzes” they give you.) But, hell, I could make up about anything and I’m sure someone, somewhere will experience it. That doesn’t mean my “prediction” was somehow accurate.

Almost the entire purpose is to somehow discern the future, which is itself a ridiculous concept. This is where it differs from most other belief systems: while there’s no real evidence for, say, the lack of God’s existence or for what really happens to us after we die, astrology makes repeated claims about the outcomes of given periods of time that are observably incorrect. It’s not even a matter of faith in the intangible, it’s stubborn belief in something that can easily be demonstrated to be false when compared to the observable world. Gee, there’s certainly nothing at all wrong with that way of thinking. “It ain’t what you don’t know that gets you into trouble. It’s what you know for sure that just ain’t so.â€?

If you take this shit seriously, you’re just asking for ridicule. I mean, fuck, are we to also respect the people who have faith in Nostradamus’ predictions? How many times must the end of the world fail to materialize before that shit is considered officially debunked?

Therefore, God Exists

ARGUMENT FROM URL
(1) I was passed this link by a friend.
(2) Therefore, God exists.

Here’s one that applies to the recent C.S. Lewis post:

ARGUMENT FROM C.S. LEWIS
(1) C.S. Lewis had a lot of good arguments in favor of Christianity … at least that’s what all my Christian friends tell me…
(2) C.S. Lewis wrote some popular books too!
(3) So anything C.S. Lewis said must be right!
(4) Therefore, God Exists.

Soft Bans, Marijuana, and the Self-Defeating Strategy of the Anti-Smoking Movement

So, the Surgeon General has determined that any amount of second-hand smoke is harmful.

First of all, how do we define “harm”? Are we qualifying or quantifying? Surely if we’re using the criterion of “any damage at all”, then nearly everything we do is harmful in one way or another. Cell phones emit electromagnetic radiation. Typing can contribute to Carpal Tunnel Syndrome. Diet soda/pop can cause cancer. A day in the sun exposes us to more radiation than living near a nuclear power plant for a year. All these things are, technically, harmful. What kind of a scale are we talking about, here? Is this sun-radiation harmful or living-on-a-nuclear-waste-dump harmful?

And like cigarette smoke is the only pollutant floating around in the air. Ah, the delicious irony of a parent telling a person smoking outside a restaurant, “you’re killing my kids!” just before corralling the family into their SUV. In more urban areas, why even bother? The only reason to even want to outlaw public smoking in cities would be if you think it gets in the way of your smog-inhalation, or the smell of sun-baked bum excrement.

But the funniest thing about this whole “no smoking in public” movement is the following: “But public smoking bans don’t reach inside private homes, where just over one in five children breathes their parents’ smoke — and youngsters’ still developing bodies are especially vulnerable.”

Um, duh? If you ban smokers from being able to smoke anywhere but inside their own homes, where do you think they’re going to end up smoking? I’ll wait here for your answer while you run off to get that degree in rocket science requisite for solving this difficult logic puzzle.

“I don’t want to briefly inhale someone else’s cigarette smoke as I pass them in the park, so I’d rather they be forced to sit around in an enclosed environment with their children.” Oh, you hero… you champion for the cause of human health! I’ll get on the horn with the Franklin Mint – I’m sure we can work out some kind of mass-produced medal for all of you health-champions out there.

Now, I can understand not wanting it in restaurants and other enclosed public places, where there are ceilings and, y’know, no wind. Hell, go for it – ban it in all the indoor public places you can think of. I don’t want to be forced to breathe other people’s smoke, either, and I’m sure neither do many of the people who work in such places who have no choice but to sit there lounging in it all night. But outside? Come on! Ban the sun while you’re at it. Ban automobiles. Ban radio signals and cell phones. Otherwise it’s just an empty gesture, and one that actually has a detrimental effect on others – specifically, the children of the people you’re trying to keep from smoking where it has the least effect on others. “I’m sorry, sir, but I’m going to have to ask you to go inside and smoke with your children.”

I’m not a smoker myself, but I’m uncomfortable with the idea of soft bans, especially when they have a minimal benefit in exchange for an inflated level of harm. By ‘soft ban’, I mean that there’s very little difference between banning cigarettes and banning the act of smoking them. It’s just a roundabout, self-deluding way of doing it that helps people reconcile it with their increasingly inaccurate self-depictions as supposed champions of freedom in the supposedly freest country in the world. “If we don’t outright ban it, then we’re still Freedom-Lovers(TM), right? We still get our American flag bumper stickers?”

And part of me believes this is simply another roundabout way to fortify the ban on marijuana – guilt by association because you put both of them in your mouth and light them on fire. Despite the fact that studies have indicated no correlation between marijuana and cancer, banning cigarettes would add another few nails to the coffin of ever removing the ban on pot. You know, the ban on a drug that scientific study has been repeatedly exhonorating over the last decade from the radical and unfounded claims and accusations repeatedly made by the government of the freest country in the world. Yeah, that one.

More on all this later.

On the Next Episode of “Goddammit I Had That Idea in High School”

So, a link at the top of Gmail informed me today of this whole thing. I think it was my senior year of high school when I came up with this idea – a city that recaptures the kinetic energy of the movements of its citizens by panels on sidewalks and stairways and such. It makes me feel only slightly better to hear that Frederick Pohl apparently had the same idea quite a while before I did.

Bleh. I’ll add it to the list.

What’s even more irritating is that one of the car companies – I think it might be Lexus – is claiming it “invented” a headlight that turns with the wheels. Yeah, nobody’s ever thought of that one before. Bastards.


Your helping of Awesome for the day: CAT IN A BOTTLE

Foil Hat

Conspiracy Theory of the Month

Does the conservative attitude toward global warming strike anyone else as odd, given that the places in the world that would suffer the most harm from the more severe effects of global warming are typically the most liberal? Take the coasts of the U.S., and all of the Netherlands, for instance–if the ice caps melt, we’ll be mostly underwater. Why would it not be surprising, then, for conservatives to not only not give much of a shit, but to actually take actions to exacerbate the problem? And why does it not seem strange to begin to suspect that there were plenty of conservatives who, when looking at the effects of Katrina, thought only about how they wished they could’ve picked who the floating, bloated corpses were?

Then again, the alternative (and probably more likely) explanation for conservative apathy toward global warming is that perhaps because they’re not likely to be the first to be affected by it, they don’t view it to be as much of a problem. Of course, this explanation doesn’t paint much prettier a portrait of them, either. I guess by this point, though, it’s no surprise that the motivation for most conservative action boils down to either cruelty or a mind-bendingly moronic level of ignorance and/or short-sightedness, possibly due to strict adherence to what they consider to be a “moral” doctrine?

And realizing that about half of America supports this kind of bullshit attitude begins to inspire a feeling of welcoming toward global warming within me.

P.S. – Last night, Janet was browsing the Internet on her laptop, and I paused behind her to rub her shoulders, and noticed on her screen all this news about “record high temperatures” across the country and flooding in New York, and it struck me very strongly that it could’ve easily been one of the flashback scenes in a movie about a dystopian, heat-addled future, or one of the opening scenes in one of those crappy, big-budget disaster movies.

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lyin’, the Rich and the War-prone

Around the time of the Chronicles of Narnia movie’s theatrical release, I left a series of comments on a conservative blog belonging to the author of the book given away as a prize in the 2006 Bloggies. Apparently, he dedicated an entire other post to replying, and I only just noticed it while looking through Technorati’s referral list. So, I figured I’d dedicate an entire post to reply to his, even if belatedly. Partially because it relates a little to the Conservative Top Fifty Rock Songs thing.

He employs what I’ve come to believe is the single most irritating tactic of argument: Cherry-picking the few easiest-to-debate points your opponent makes and replying to them in such a way as to make it seem like the rest of the argument – the more challenging points – were all just as easy. Sure, perhaps my responses in a given debate tend to be lengthier than those of other participants, but I’d rather be a little on the lengthy side than do nothing but the discourse equivalent of picking the pepper from someone’s steak and hacking at it with a machete.

The fact that he begins with semantics is indication enough:

First of all, is it possible to be slighly appalled? As appalled means “To fill with consternation or dismay.” does that mean Lewis would only be on about a quarter of a tank?

There’s a bit of a point from an overly literal standpoint, but if we’re dealing with the vernacular, and we take into account the fact that people aren’t usually entirely overwhelmed with one single emotion, the argument begins to break down. I mean, I’m often a bit of a Semantics Asshole myself, but one shouldn’t necessarily use it as the opening for an argument, especially when it’s something particularly nitpicky.

Most of his post takes issue with this single line: “TK: I think C.S. Lewis would actually be slightly appalled by the fundamentalist Christians in this country.”, ignoring the many paragraphs with much better points that I provided.

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Hell Hath No Fury Like a Million Bored Strangers on the Internet

(Found on Joe’s blog.)

It was only about a decade ago when victims of theft were left with little but the option of filing a police report and hoping for the best. Nowadays, we’ve been blessed with the power of digital vigilantism, and if someone steals your friend’s cell phone/organizer that she accidentally left in a cab, you can track that person down and shame them across the globe.

Now, if only we could use this powerful tool to accomplish something more than all sharing a laugh over some dumb little asshole in Queens until she returns a gadget.

The funny thing about this video is that the advice they give for retrieving your cell phone doesn’t follow the story at all. Had the owner of the phone disabled services, as per the first suggestion, they never would’ve caught the girl who stole it.


(Caution: The following ideas may sound silly or painfully misbegotten.)

I think there’s something interesting taking place, here, with regard to the power of information. That is, it seems the more gadgets we have that log themselves publicly, the less likely other people are to steal them. It’s an odd amalgam of privatization and publicization in that we personalize something and then publicize the personalization. I wonder if it would eliminate interpersonal theft entirely if all belongings broadcast some piece of information about themselves to a public server. Sure, it’s not always going to be a wealth of information like this case, where the object functions as its own security camera, but I have a feeling that the more information that exists, and the more public it is, the better off we will be.

This relates, even, to openness in government: I’m sure our country would be much safer if the public were aware of its vulnerabilities. “If you see something, say something” is a little too broad. Open-source projects have public contributors that help patch up problems and security risks that they find while digging through the code. If we apply the same principles to society and government (Open-Source Society/Government?), we can achieve the same effect. It’s a little arrogant to assume that the select few people in a given administration will have all the solutions for safety and security for the entire country.

But then again, this boils down to the age old “transparent government” argument, with a flavor of “how much privacy are we willing to give in exchange for security”. Though, even then, if we can see exactly what’s being done with the information broadcast by our belongings, and we can be sure that there’s nobody watching our daily activity or getting information we’re not aware is being broadcast… I don’t know. I just have the impression that the more information is made available to all, the better we will be.

Update: David Brin discusses the subject in a way better than I am currently capable.

17th Carnival of Feminists at Bitch|Lab

It seems a link to my most recent feminist fundamentalism rant has been linked to from the 17th Carnival of Feminists at Bitch|Lab. Go on over and check it out, if you’re interested.

This whole “blowjobs” thing is grating on my nerves, because it seems a lot of people are just kind of missing the point. I’ll consolidate some of the comments I’ve been leaving on other blogs and edit them into an essay rant thing at some point in the near future.

This weekend, I plan on wrapping up the National Review Top Fifty, and hopefully starting a new Chick Tract Dissection.