We recognize it in the act of curving toward us, because the curve’s path is under the control of an axiom that brings us and the shape forward to each other by equal measures. But the closer the gracile shape comes to us and the more we recognize, the less equal we will feel to it. The more we come to know it through the complex mathematics of its curves, the less of our own simple selves will we be interested in knowing.
Mist it, therefore, and kill.
Homage to D’Arcy Wentworth Thompson.
It’s like a carpet bazaar in a cheerful souk: every day on my Android tablet, Google unfurls a selection of news stories before my eyes and asks how happy they make me. I happily reply.
For instance, I recently told Google, I’m not interested in reading any more of your contributions from the right-wing Washington Times. “Thank you, sir! No problem at all, sir!” replied Google. Then it began sending me stories from the much more right-wing WorldNet Daily and Daily Caller.
Not interested in those, either, I told Google. “Thank you, sir! No problem at all, sir!” Google replied. Then it began sending me stories from the neo-Confederate, neo-Nazi VDARE.
Try again, I told Google. Replied Google, “Thank you, sir! No problem at all, sir!” And then it began sending me aluminum-foil-hat stuff about TWA Flight 800 from a site called American Thinker.
Google, may I suggest that one alternative to right-wing stuff is more right-wing stuff but another alternative is less?
And about that driverless Google car you’ve been thinking of, have a song! Consider it my thank-you note.
Blaise Pascal, born June 19, 1623
W. V. Quine, born June 25, 1908
The proof text:
To this text the bot applies the Phillips algorithm. After subtractive transformation, there can then be seen a falsifiable statement:
All praise to Tom Phillips, author of A Humument. All praise to Karel Čapek, creator of the bot.