Cell phones ... calamity or boon?

Despite the fact that I'm a huge computer nerd, science geek, and overall technology nut, I only recently got a cell phone. An old one that I wouldn't trust to faithfully load web pages. My wife wanted me to have one, so now I do. Being on the outside of the cell phone culture has granted me a fairly uncommon point of view. In my view, it's clear that people put extreme priority on their cell phones--to the point where they are willing to interrupt anything at all (and I mean anything) to check what the just arrived text message says. I've watched people in the midst of a sentence to someone standing directly in front of them, pause and look at the phone before carrying on the sentence. It's astounding. And, let's not get started with cell phones and driving, because it's a pile of torment.

But--and there's always a but, isn't there--cell phones have undeniably improved our world. Information is accessible anywhere, anytime, and thus our world has become interconnected to an extent even science fiction writers never imagined. We can literally chat with someone on the other side of the planet, from our tent in the Sahara, and see them at the same time! Wow. I still shudder with disbelief when I consider how everyone is a simple tap and call away. Incredible.

Wait, there's more! Cell phones are now smart phones. Essentially they are hand held computers, capable of anything a full-sized computer could do only five years ago. I'm still waiting for hologram displays I can use without having special glasses, or usable anywhere keyboards made with laser lights. Our phones are an essential part of our lives, and likely store more of our lives than our own memories. Losing a phone is such a hardship that people hyperventilate at the mere thought. Don't worry, the cloud backs up all your pictures and pretty soon there'll be some sort of neural network with all information ever created online. Information at our fingertips has never been truer.

- M

Movie review: Hacksaw Ridge ... a hero who wouldn't fight

Desmond Doss was a conscientious objector during World War 2, yet he volunteered to fight without ever using a gun in combat. Even so, he won the Medal of Honor, America's highest award for valor. "Hacksaw Ridge" is his true story. The movie is set during the second part of World War 2, the war with Japan, and takes place on the island of Okinawa.

We all hope we will show courage in the face of disaster and impossible stress--such as combat, or any other death causing catastrophe--and also hope we never have to face it. Desmond Doss chose to fight in a war, but refused to touch a gun. The courage of that singular decision is vividly portrayed throughout the film, as are its consequences. He became a Medic, so he could save people rather than take lives. And, so he did. Without firing a single shot. Yes, someone unwilling to fight can still be a hero. This film will change the way you view courage, and provide hope in the pit of despair.

The actors are spot on terrific, carrying you directly into the story. There is a wonderful romance at the start, and you fall for the couple immediately. The scenes at basic training are well done and believable. But, this is a war film and so let's talk about the battle scenes. They are brutal, up close, and horrific. War is an assault on all the senses, but particularly the mind. "Hacksaw Ridge" refuses to look away, highlighting the need for medics, and captures the terror in it. Not since "Saving Private Ryan" have I seen such a portrayal. Despite this, "Hacksaw Ridge" doesn't focus on it and uses it as a backdrop for the courage of Desmond Doss. Here is a man willing to go into the jaws of Hell itself for his comrades. Without a gun. Incredible.

Do I recommend this movie? Yes, absolutely. I won't lie though, this is a brutal depiction of war. Once things get going, it lasts until nearly the end. There is no glory for the soldier on the battlefield, only survival. Children should not see this, and even teenagers may have a difficult time of it. But, this is a story which needs to be seen. Courage, faith, and deliverance are the key points in view, and it's been a long time since I've witnessed a story so powerful. Pluck up your own courage and watch it!

- M

Nerf guns and armor piercing tacos

If you've ever been a kid, you've probably been involved in a food fight at some point. It's a ritual of childhood, like climbing trees and mud pies. At some point Nerf guns came into the picture, offering the thrill of simulated battle and heroic last stands. My brother and I had huge wars in the basement, complete with little green plastic Army figures. Some years ago, I bought Nerf guns for the whole family and we enjoyed ambushing one another for weeks. It's really amazing how much variety there is now with foam weapons.

So, I'm wondering when food fights will catch up to the imbalance? I mean, there has to be someone dreaming up ideas for more effective thrown tomatoes and banana peals, right? Kids need the upgrade. I can only guess the impact on the human race, if food fights were shorter and more decisive. Yes, this could be the greatest achievement of the 21st century!

Sure, I'm not completely serious here. The world is too complicated to be solved with silliness. However, I'd love to see what might happen if we weren't so ugly and angry. Playing childish games won't make you a kid again, but it will make you laugh and giggle. There's no harm in that. Get out your best Nerf gun and have at it!

- M

Over or under, the great bathroom debate.

How is it possible that such a simple aspect of life can become such a topic for conflict? I'm talking about toilet paper of course. Does it go up and over, or under? This is such a thorny issue that it many times becomes more disagreeable than putting down the toilet seat--another tricky issue. Isn't it amazing how bent out of shape some people get about such topics? Kinda hard to believe, but relationships have been torn apart due to things as goofy as this. Can't we all just get along?


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Take a look at your own life, and tell me there aren't little things that upset you. My wife and I can now laugh about one of my little idiosyncrasies--closing cabinet doors, ugh, I was such an idiot back then. Maybe it's having furniture in certain position, or books out of sequence, or tools in their correct place? Yes, obsessive compulsion could be part of it, but I think we don't like whatever order we've created being disrupted by someone else. It's a matter of control.

Does control mean so much to us, that we can't allow toilet paper to be "wrong?" Pretty silly when you think about it that way. Cheer up, though, since there's hope for you yet! Spot the craziness in your life and cut it out. See, easy. Does it really matter if you have to roll the toilet paper a different direction? I know you love your car, but does a tiny scratch on the paint ruin your life? Don't let it wreck your life. There are lots of things more important, and dare I say it ... nearly everything is more important.

Don't sweat the little things; put your energy into what truly matters.

- M

Pick up your sword, your blaster, your infinity gem! Time to fight!

Weaponry in stories are as varied as imagination. Laser blasters, light sabers, starships, and floating bombs all came into being because a story needed something neat to excite their audience. I'm not sure why we like our weapons, but it's obvious we do. For example, the light saber instantly fascinated everyone watching "Star Wars"--despite hardly being used, due to technical limitations, and not even being used in grandiose style. Pick a unique weapon and I'm sure it's been used in a story at some point.

Like the "Star Wars" usage of the light saber, these weapons don't even need significant focus in the story for them to become legendary. For instance, in the stories about Drizzt Do'Urden (a dark elf ranger in the Forgotten Realms novels), his two swords are so iconic that people have created them for real--despite them only being described with words. And, if you're familiar with the movie, "Tron," I'm sure you've pretended your Frisbee is a Tron disk as you imagine yourself in an epic battle.

I love roleplaying games, and one aspect I know well is that giving a weapon a name almost instantly makes it special. The television series "Game of Thrones" is awash with named weapons, yet people love them and collect all manner of replicas. Personally, I wouldn't be surprised for a moment if Han Solo named his blaster, as it's with him all the time and the first thing he grabs when stuff goes wrong. Can you name Thor's hammer? I bet you can.

- M

Thor's mighty hammer (Marvel Studios version)

Socks, and the untold mystery of their disappearances.

If you've ever done laundry, you've probably come across the weird phenomena of vanishing socks. I'm not sure why it's just socks and not underwear or something else disgusting, but I've never known anyone to miss their pants. I've thought about this dilemma for a long time, and I have some ideas.

First, I don't think socks are magically turning into dust in the dryer--despite how wonderful that theory is, there's not enough lint to make up an entire sock. Also, there are no black holes in the laundry room, because of lots of science reasons and the fact the Earth still exists. I doubt there is a sock monster roaming around either, so I would call that idea 50/50.


Sock mystery by Maria van Bruggen

So, what do I think is happening to these socks? Well, my personal theory is there is a previously unknown form of life which exists only within the confines of a dryer, due to the combination of heat and darkness. It's a kind of bacteria, but has great ability to absorb used cotton and footwear. It's droppings are the static electricity that bafflingly coats our clothes so thickly. This makes the loss of socks directly proportional to the level of static in your laundry. The dryer sheets we throw in to battle static actually absorb the bacteria's droppings and so prevents overwhelming sock loss. The bacteria avoid detection because they have a very hard shell which mimics the look and feel of enamel. The only way I know of to get rid of them is to starve them of socks for a month or two.

Happy hunting, and good luck.

- M

Robotic animals are awesome!

Years ago there was an MIT robotics lab that was making robotic insects. They were modelling their artificial intelligence routines on the basis of how they figured bugs do things. For instance, the individual legs all had their own tiny brains which basically were programmed to make the leg stand up. When the whole thing turned on, the legs stumbled briefly and then all stood up together. It's a marvelous idea, though I haven't seen it recently and so I wonder what ever became of it?

Now, there are robotic fish, sharks, worms, snakes, hummingbirds, bats, and I just saw an article about a bumblebee drone. Scientists find incredible inspiration by copying the animal world. I'm still waiting for my jetpack though--everything I read when I was young promised me jetpacks and flying cars by now! This makes me wonder why they haven't copied plants and rocks yet. There must be something useful in mountains and forests.

Cozmo

Efforts to create a synthetic pet are still pretty wacko though. I think we've all seen the Furby abominations, or the creepy toy dinosaurs that try to talk. There's just something deeply unsettling about a communicating machine trying to be cute and adorable. I don't mind robots, but those toys just make my skin crawl. There is a new bot called "Cozmo" that behaves very similarly to the fun robot "Wall-E" of the movie, and it's cute and fun and really expensive for what it is. Ah well. I do hope one day to have a little robot pet that doesn't wet the bed or chew my shoes.

- M