Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Progressive Narrative Oopsie!

The current progressive-driven efforts for gun control are predicated on the assumption that restricting high-capacity magazines would reduce violent crime.  Gun owners in general find that notion risible.  Progressives find that notion compelling.  Who would really know?

Well, how about the police who are on the ground fighting violent crime?  Seems like they'd know more than your average progressive or gun nut.  What do they think?  Oops:


I'm sure the progressives will have their 47 reasons why police are unreliable information sources for this issue.  The percentage is telling, though.  Damned few police think this is a good idea.

Much more, and the internals, here...

Quote of the Day...

From the one and only James Delingpole:
Should Michael Mann be given the electric chair for having concocted arguably the most risibly inept, misleading, cherry-picking, worthless and mendacious graph – the Hockey Stick – in the history of junk science?

Should George Monbiot be hanged by the neck for his decade or so's hysterical promulgation of the great climate change scam and other idiocies too numerous to mention?

Should Tim Flannery be fed to the crocodiles for the role he has played in the fleecing of the Australian taxpayer and the diversion of scarce resources into pointless projects like all the eyewateringly expensive desalination plants built as a result of his doomy prognostications about water shortages caused by catastrophic anthropogenic global warming?

It ought to go without saying that my answer to all these questions is – *regretful sigh* – no. First, as anyone remotely familiar with the zillion words I write every year on this blog and elsewhere, extreme authoritarianism and capital penalties just aren't my bag. Second, and perhaps more importantly, it would be counterproductive, ugly, excessive and deeply unsatisfying.

Some Nostalgia for You...

Via reader Simi L.:

20 Photos that Change the Holocaust Narrative...

A collection of 20 powerful images related to the Holocaust, including the one below depicting Holocaust survivors at the very moment they realize they're being liberated.

Every time I try to imagine myself in the place of the Jews in Nazi Germany, my imagination fails.  It fails again here; I dissolve into tears just trying...


More here...

FJ Mods: Projects Always Expand...

There's a pattern in the FJ modification projects I'm undertaking – they always seem to expand into bigger, more complicated projects than I initially expected them to be.

A current project provides a great example.  I'm installing a CB radio.  How hard could that be?  It's a small box with two wires coming out the back (power and antenna).  Easy, right?

Well.

Where do I mount the thing?  In the cramped interior of an FJ, there's really only one place that we liked: on the ceiling, in the middle of the car (between the driver and passenger).  That way we can both use it, and it's out of the way of both us and the airbags.

That means I have to take the headliner out (the “headliner” is the fuzzy-coated plastic piece over your head when you're sitting in an FJ).  It was not obvious how to do that, so I bought temporary access to the online shop manual to find out.  The good news: one can remove the headliner with just the tools I already owned (one slightly special tool is involved: one that makes it easy to pop off the special fasteners used on many interior parts).  The bad new: removing the headliner requires first removing most of the interior of the FJ – something like 50 plastic and metal parts.  That took an entire day.

The antenna is mounted on the rear door hinge.  That means the antenna wire has to be routed through the rear door – and that means the rear door has to be disassembled.  Compared to the headliner, that's easy – but still, that took another hour.

Then I discovered that there's a 1.5" gap between the headliner and the actual metal roof.  I could fill that gap easily with a piece of 2x4, but how do I fasten the 2x4 to the roof?  Some research gave me the answer: install powerful magnets in the top of the 2x4 piece, and use glue.  The magnets act like a clamp to hold the piece to the roof, so I don't need to make any holes in the roof.

It took me nearly a day to route the antenna wire just 12 feet.  First I had to get it through the door, which is accessible only through an awkward hole.  Then I had to route the cable through a pre-existing rubber “boot” that holds all the other wires going to the door.  Naturally, that boot is almost full of wires, so snaking the antenna wire through there was a challenge.  Then I had to route it around all the bits of framework and around the side “curtain” airbag mechanisms, attach it to the roof, and get it over to where the CB radio would be mounted.  All of this work was overhead – not my favorite :)

Then I needed power to the CB.  The radio came with a 6' long power cable, with an inline fuse holder just 8" from the radio.  A fuse holder under the headliner seemed like a really bad idea – I'd have to disassemble the FJ just to check the fuse!  Plus the 6' cable wasn't nearly long enough – it's 10' just to get under the dashboard.

Where do I get power from under the dash?  More research in the online shop manual convinced me that I really didn't want to even try that; it was better to be in the engine compartment, so I'd have a place to mount a “real” fuse holder.  That means 14' of cable.  The original power cable is 28 gauge copper, just barely big enough to give an acceptable voltage drop at 6'; too small for 14'.  So I upped it to 14 gauge (overkill, but cheap), spliced it right next to the connector that led into the radio, and routed the cable into the engine compartment.

Now I needed power.  That's easy, right?  Battery is right there!  But wait...I don't want the CB to work when the car is turned off; leaving it on accidentally might drain the battery.  I want power that's on only when the ignition is turned on.  But that doesn't exist within the engine compartment, at least, not in any obvious way.  Back to the shop manual.  It turns out that there are two places I can find power that's switched by the ignition: one for the ignition coils, and one for the fuel injectors.  However...both of them are fused for just their intended purpose, not for my CB.  So I need a relay that turns on and off with the ignition coils, and a circuit that senses the ignition coil power without drawing any significant current from it.  That's something I might want for other purposes as well, so I fused the relay input for 30 amps, and I put a secondary 3 amp fuse in for the CB.  The engine compartment is starting to get a lot of wires :)

And that's all just for the CB!  I have a bunch of electrical projects to do: CB, roof-mounted headlights, dual battery system, 2KW inverter, and the on-board air compressor.  I'm quite likely to have other things down the road as well.  So all the under-the-hood stuff I built to be easily modified and extended – but of course that adds even more work.

Projects are ever-expanding...

More on Margaret Thatcher...

A couple items:

Althouse on Rush Limbaugh, who called Margaret Thatcher “One of the greatest Americans quote, unquote I've ever met”.

Margaret Thatcher's 19 most badass moments, including this one (watch it to the very end, it's short):


Oh, how I long for American politicians at the national level with such fervently held beliefs!

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Such a Struggle!

The U.K.'s The Telegraph has been an uber-reliable warmist doom-monger.  If you want an article describing the nasty way that the human species will die (or kill everything else) because of our SUVs, The Telegraph is one of the first places you would look.

Recently the news from the weather and climate science folks, the ones who actually observe (instead of simply creating computer models), has not been supportive of the global warming hypothesis.  More specifically, the observed data isn't matching the computer model predictions.  This is a little awkward for folks like The Telegraph, and they're struggling to cope...

My prediction is that they will find a new topic on which they can hang their sensational doom-and-gloom forecasts.  I respectfully suggest the U.S. economic and political future as a likely alternative candidate...

The Sensible Ms. McArdle Says...

...she's going to cut back on red meat.  I can't poke any holes in her logic...

On a Roll...

Steve McIntyre is on a roll, with several interesting recent posts...

More Charts of Impending Doom...

Jeez, these are depressing...

First up, chart that seems like a reasonable proxy for an non-manipulated (by the government) measure of the overall economy's rate: overall gasoline sales.  This isn't a perfect proxy, to be sure.  For instance, we know that the overall efficiency of U.S. cars and trucks is improving.  On the other hand, that improvement is partially or entirely offset by our growth in population.  However, prior to the current recession, gasoline sales have grown steadily and in at least rough proportion to the overall economic rate – so despite the known sources of error, it seems like a good proxy.  Plus, it has one extremely important attribute: this is reported as raw data, not “adjusted” by some bureaucrat to suit the current political need.  Behold:


Current retail gasoline sales are running at around half what they were in 2007.  It's hard to imagine any way that's a good indicator.  More here.

Here's a completely different measure, a breakdown of something I posted just a few days ago: labor force participation rates, broken down by age groups.


The only age group where the participation rate is growing is for people aged 55 and older!  For all other age groups, the participation rate is falling.  That doesn't look like a healthy recovery to me!  More here.

NGC 3132: the Southern Ring Nebula...

Via APOD, of course:


Goodbye to the Iron Lady...

My readers will know that Margaret Thatcher has long been one of my heroes.  She's been out of the public eye, ill and suffering from dementia, for many years now.  Her death yesterday feels like just one last step in a long process, but still very sad.

If you don't know much about Mrs. Thatcher, I recommend Claire Berlinski's excellent book There Is No Alternative: Why Margaret Thatcher Matters

Here's a small collection of links to the varied thoughts of some political and economic observers upon her death:

Mark Steyn (an ex-Brit)
James Delingpole (a disgusted Brit)
Paul Johnson
Megan McArdle

My favorite two quotes from yesterday:

    With her passing, there are no more men in England.
        -- Sanford Begley

    The Brits haven't had a PM fit to carry her purse since.
        -- Tam

Goodbye, Mrs. Thatcher.  The world needed you, and needs you still...

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Redbox Robotics...

Most of you are likely familiar with Redbox, a video rental service that operates out of an iconic red vending machine.  I was not familiar with them (the last time I rented a video, it was on Betamax tape :), so I had to do a little research when reader Celeste S. emailed me the photo below, just to figure out what the heck she was showing me!

Celeste apparently happened by a Redbox that was opened (for servicing, I presume), and she snapped this photo.  The vertical cylindrical unit is basically a big storage carousel that can spin around under the control of a computer.  Each of the seven levels appears to hold about 60 DVDs, so the total capacity is around 420 DVDs.  The “picker” on the right just moves up and down, between levels.  The Redbox's computer can load or unload any slot by moving the picker to the right level and spinning the cylinder around to put the right slot in front of the picker.

Celeste took the picture so she could show her (homeschooled!) kids how a Redbox actually works.  There are quite a few explanations available on the web, I discovered – along with some incorrect information and some speculation that dwarf trolls live inside of every Redbox :)


When I first saw Celeste's photo, it reminded me of machines I worked with almost twenty years ago: robotic tape libraries.  These were quite popular at big companies in the '90s (and still around today, though less common).  Some of the tape libraries could hold thousands of tapes; others just a few dozen.  The cylindrical design – very much like the Redbox machine – was very common for the smaller tape libraries.  That design allows a simple mechanism to get at a reasonably large number of tapes (the tapes, by the way, were considerably larger than a DVD!).  Larger tape libraries tended to use a linear design, reminiscent of large libraries; they could generally be extended to be as large as you'd like them to be...

Floppy Decoding Code for the 6502...

Here's a wonderful post talking about the process of writing code that decoded floppy disk data read in realtime, on a 6502 processor.  Readers who are geekly and of a certain age will identify with this.  Younger folks will probably just shake their heads at the lameness of their elders :)

What struck me about this post was the way the author brings back the challenges of programming on those old, slow microprocessors – and the way we engineers glommed onto tricks like the “illegal” op codes (almost every microprocessor had them).  I never wrote any code that decoded floppy data, but I did many other similarly challenging things.  A couple that spring to mind: variable-slew stepper motor control (to speed up and quieten floppy disk positioners) and realtime FSK radioteletype decoding, with multipath and single-side dropout handling.  Both of these would be trivial today; your average smartphone could do it in a high-level language.  But back then, the microprocessors could only do things like that if you pulled out every trick in the book, and perhaps invented a new trick or two along the way...

Apollo 11...

If you were a sentient being on July 20, 1969, then almost certainly you spent that evening and night glued to a television set, watching and listening as Apollo 11 landed on the moon, and as Armstrong and Aldrin took that first, too-short “moon walk”.  That was me – in the basement of my Uncle Donald's house, watching a little black-and-white screen for 10 hours or so straight.

I was the only one in that household interested enough to watch; my Aunt Marion was completely disinterested, my cousin Jonathan too busy chasing willing maidens, and my Uncle Donald (who was generally interested in science) was dismissive for reasons I never understood.  But I was eagerly vacuuming up every scrap of information I could get my hands on.  That information was quite limited back then – there was no Internet, of course.  Printed publications were always days to years behind, absolutely useless for this purpose.  The only media that could provide near-realtime images and sound was television – so, like hundreds of millions of others, I sat in front of the magic box.

The voice network called “CAPCOM” was available for the public; it was running (foreground or background) during all the contemporaneous coverage.  Some other voice networks were occasionally patched in, but they were full of acronyms that nobody bothered explaining, so while they sounded cool they didn't really help elucidate what was going on.  The science and technology reporters had a really tough job – they were trying to explain some pretty complicated things in a way that “Joe Everyman” would understand.  I was frequently frustrated by their failure to talk about more interested and more complex aspects.  But...this coverage was as good as it got, back then.

Now someone has put together an awesome web site that shows how one might experience Apollo 11 if it occurred today.  I watched, enthralled, as the entire descent phase of Apollo 11 played out before my eyes.  CAPCOM was on, along with the Flight Director's net.  Transcripts for both play live.  Video from the sequence camera is on screen.  All of this is synchronized, and you can jump around any way you'd like.

For me, watching this was almost like traveling back in time.  I was back in my uncle's basement, watching on the little black-and-white screen – and fully immersed in the excitement and anticipation of the moment.  I didn't have a heart monitor going, but I'm certain my pulse and blood pressure were elevated.

Highly recommended!

Online Photos...

Interesting new web-based photo sharing site: Everpix.  $49/year to host any number of photos.  Well, maybe not quite unlimited – there are some weasel-words there to the effect that Everpix can shut down anyone with “excessive” use, whatever that means...

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Freeman Dyson...

A good story, partly about Freeman Dyson's status as an AGW skeptic.  There's also a nice video about the Orion Project (nuclear bomb-powered rockets) and Dyson's participation in it.

I've read a lot about Freeman Dyson, and watched several documentaries that he was part of.  One of his children (Esther) is prominent in the software industry; I've met her several times at conferences and once (around 1995) participated in a fascinating panel discussion that included her, about the future of the Internet.  We all got it wrong, but she was arguably more right than the rest of us, predicting that the most fundamental impacts of the Internet would be on communications and social interactions.  Another of his children (George) is a science historian, and I've read two of his books (both quite good).

Imagine...

Imagine, for one horrifying moment, that you're a bureaucrat within a major city's administrative staff.  Within your purview are the city's collection of public swimming pools, including responsibility for hiring lifeguards.  Now imagine that you're making up a list of requirements that applicants for lifeguard jobs must meet:

- swimming: nope, not required
- racial minority: you're hired

This is not a joke; it is the reality in Phoenix, Arizona.  Seriously.  And the progressives think it's just wonderful.

Doom...

Oh, Noos!

Looks like the Jamul Indian Tribe has secured another financier (and manager) for their casino project.  Penn National Gaming is the source.  Details are skimpy, but they do claim $360 million for development of a 200,000 square foot, three story facility.  They're claiming that construction will start later this year, and will take two years.  They are, of course, wrapping this up with claims of job creation (“up to”  1,200 construction jobs and 1,500 permanent jobs).

I'd never heard of Penn National Gaming, but a little quick searching reveals that they are a public company, traded on NASDAQ under the symbol PENN.  Their stock price is on a roll.  Market cap is $4.17B; revenues are approaching $3B/year – a significant company with lots of resources.  They are currently operating 29 gambling facilities.

Here we go again...

Introduction to Intel x64 Assembly Programming...

From the folks at Intel...