George Rebane
A lot has been happening in the Rebane clan lately. This has kept me from posting at my usual rate. Not only that, but every time I look at the news, I get into a dour mood and get to feeling hopeless again. One of my current books underway is VDH’s The Dying Citizen (2021) in which he gives an historical overview of citizenry over the ages that shines a light on how our current middle classes have adopted the mantle of serfdom without the slightest inkling of it. Not only that, but a national dialogue about our society’s state and direction is proscribed today by the Left’s minions in public education, academe, and the media. The writings of right-leaning pundits like Fred Siegel, Robert Nisbet, Joel Kotkin, and Charles Murray are off limits, and citing their studies, no matter how well documented, is now forbidden in polite leftwing company (as I also recently discovered here).
In the past when I have found myself in such doldrums, the surefire road back has always involved ‘pushing squigglies’ on some new idea or invention. So I dived into some financial engineering stuff on trading probabilistics of the kind pioneered by Didier Sornette – Why Stock Markets Crash (2003) – and John Casti. (If you want to see a super-exponential, look at the recent behavior of the Dow, SP500, and Nasdaq.) Hopefully, this work will lead into some proprietary IP. But rummaging around with some ideas I discovered a new and handy use of the ‘WoRM formula’ beloved of artillerymen everywhere. (more here and here) It makes possible the extraction of distances and object sizes from photographs, and also allows graphic artists to correctly represent desired distances and sizes in the works they create. I’ll write up the method so that interested readers can download a pdf of it.
Macdonald’s CEO Chris Kempczinsky stated something pretty obvious to the country’s remaining thinkers about parents having failed their children who were killed in gang warfare and police shootings. Telling the wrong truth and calling attention to parents of the wrong race can get a well-paid executive fired. So Kempczinsky did what anybody who puts purse before principle would do, he groveled. My takeaway is that the poor bastard had not made his ‘go-to-hell’ stash yet, and really needed the job. (more here and here)
COP26, the ongoing climate conference in Glasgow, has been the kabuki dance that I and most other sober observers predicted. With leaders of major polluters absent, the rest are left to talk about utter crap like “multi-stakeholder decarbonization initiatives.” Only people like Team Biden and its halo of flacks pretend to take any of this seriously. Even Saint Greta of Thunberg dunned the affair as nothing but a “two-week long celebration of business as usual.”


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