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Neil Rieck
Kitchener - Waterloo - Cambridge, Ontario, Canada. Hi-tech Community of Laptops and Lederhosen (Leather Pants) This site has registered This entire sub-domain is a private effort of free information. There are no cookies, no advertisements, and nothing is for sale. |
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The computed World Human Population
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| Isaac Asimov PhD (Biochemistry) |
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| Carl Sagan PhD (Astronomy and Astrophysics) |
Citizens who have spent large amounts of money (another dissonance) on
SUVs or multiple family vehicles will find it easier to pick from a cornucopia
of creative alternatives like: "Earth's climate is not changing", "climate
change is happening but this instance is just part of a natural cycle", "climate
change can not be affected by 6.9 billion humans", "the science
is uncertain", "god will intervene before things get too bad",
etc. Introducing other unknowns like a carbon-tax only increases dissonance.
But in the end they are just like the people who think they can continue
smoking with no consequences.
Literary Observation: two technicians
discuss "the conflict of positronic potentials" in chapter 2 of "I,
Robot". Since this story was written in the 1940's, is it possible
it was the germ idea for Cognitive Dissonance?
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While on this topic, here is an essay titled The “Threat” of Creationism published in the 1984 book Science and Creationism. Quote: Scientists thought it was settled. The universe, they had decided, is about 20 billion years old, and Earth itself is 4.5 billion years old. Simple forms of life came into being more than three billion years ago, having formed spontaneously from nonliving matter. They grew more complex through slow evolutionary processes and the first hominid ancestors of humanity appeared more than four million years ago. Homo sapiens itself—the present human species, people like you and me—have walked the earth for at least 50,000 years. But apparently it isn't settled. There are Americans who believe that the earth is only about 6,000 years old; that human beings and all other species were brought into existence by a divine Creator as eternally separate variations of beings; and that there has been no evolutionary process.| value | calculation | notes |
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| 0.000390 | = 390 / 1,000,000 | 390 ppm expressed as a decimal |
| 0.0390 | = 0.000390 * 100 | 390 ppm expressed as a percent (Raw Data) |
In
1873, while investigating infrared radiation and the element thallium, the
eminent Victorian experimenter Sir William Crookes developed a special kind
of radiometer,
an instrument for measuring radiant energy of heat and light. Crookes's
Radiometer is today marketed as a conversation piece called
a light-mill or solar engine. It consists
of four vanes each of which is blackened on one side and silvered on the
other. These are attached to the arms of a rotor which is balanced on a
vertical support in such a way that it can turn with very little friction.
The mechanism is encased inside a clear glass bulb which has been pumped
out to a high, but not perfect, vacuum.
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Commander Jeffrey Sinclair -- Babylon 5
| Verse | Source |
|---|---|
| Feel how the Greater Being Comes! Rejoice and, in rejoicing, die! Melt in the music of the drums! For I am you and you are I. |
BNW: chapter 5 |
| Half
a gramme for a half holiday, One gramme for a week-end, Two grammes for a trip to the gorgeous East, Three for a dark eternity on the moon; |
BNW: chapter 3 |
| There she remained; But wasn't there at all, Was all the time away, Infinitely far away, On holiday; |
BNW: chapter 11 |
| On holiday in some other world, where the music of the radio was a labyrinth of sonorous colours, To a bright centre of absolute convicton Where the dripping patchouli Was more than scent It was a sun. |
BNW: chapter 11 |