Testate in Faccia

Quindi ora si fa sul serio: ci si inietta il siero e ci si fa di sincero svendersi.

Ho creato la pagina di Assentheismo su Facebook e, comunque andrà, sarà un fallimento perché il target serio, lo zoccolo duro di puro acume appuntito, usa Adblock vari sul browser.
Eppure un addblock su mobile devono ancora affinarlo, quindi io mi affido alla volatilità delle applicazioni per smartphone.

Perché? Già... perché?
Per cominciare perché ho riletto vecchi post e la cosa sembrava decente da pubblicare. In secondo luogo perché vorrei, ma non riesco a farmi sentire. Quindi ci provo nel modo più zotico.

Inoltre vorrei tenere l'anonimato, quindi escludo il "passaparola" tra conoscenti, dato che non c'è modo di farsi conoscere senza farsi riconoscere. Senza omicidio, intendo.
Tranne questo di Facebook.

Quindi via! Il peggio sell-out della mia breve esistenza. Per ora.

https://www.facebook.com/assentheismo/

The vast past and the narrow tomorrow

So just let my rant begin.
This is perhaps my favourite topic ever: people say the past was better than the present.
Ok, this is something I guess everyone thought at least once in life. And I am equally certain that there was at least one moment when you thought "what a bullshit to say".
The master example is (popular) music. In the 80ies the 70ies were better, in the 90ies the 80ies were better and so on.

I was a teenage during the early 2000's and, guess what, everything was shit compared to the 80's.
Today under a Blink 182 (yeah, you read that right) video on YouTube I read the following comment with consequent responses:

Here we are. 2000's people worship the 90's. And you know, the background music was the American Pie-MTV -Nokia3310 -pop-punk that if you are my age makes you think about high school or college or unemployment or whatever you were doing in the late 90's without hope nor future and, well, I shed a tear. I had nonetheless the urge to write down this post.

Please stop with the past worshiping, I can't bear it anymore, in any field. Stop complaining about present social values or art products, comparing them to the past ones.
The only thing that probably got worse in the years is our planet "health" due to our misuse of fossil fuel and urbanization. But everything else is fucking better.
Your own life expectation has never been higher than in the present.

I am really pissed off that I can not even formulate a decent post without mumbling and bumbling right now.

Ok, I'll probably come back on this topic in the future, but be assured, 10 years ago I was much better at writing stuf... fuck!

Quantum Annoyance

Quantum mechanics as a field of science is old.  Guys,  we are talking of a theory completely developed before 1930 (the main contributors Schroedinger,  Heisenberg and Dirac got their Nobel prizes in 1933).  Sadly enough,  quantum mechanics (qm hereafter)  did not receive that much popular acclaim like Einstein's Relativity,  mainly because qm wasn't the product of a singular mind,  but the joint collaboration of the most brilliant minds of the last century (Einstein too,  in a peculiar way).
Only in recent times I've seen an increasing interest,  and an increasing misuse,  in the word 'quantum'.
The fact that qm is perceived as an interesting topic is good,  but the true reason is its mystic nature. And that really pisses me off.
Quantum mechanics,  and its relativistic covariant version quantum field theory (qft),  is nothing like mystic.  It is a theory: a set of laws and rules that describe nature,  based on some principles believed absolute.
If you are reading this and you do not know much about qm,  then you better know that qm is just the crowning jewel of the human thought and it is a direct evolution of Galilei's and Newton's work.  Never in history of science has a theory struggled so much on the meaning of Measurement and Observation. Qm is basically the only scientific theory that embodies in itself the existence of a measurement device inside the system we are describing.
This is an evolution of the concept of Observer in Galilei's and Einstein's Relativity.
Qm looks strange and mystic because for the first time we have a theory which KNOWS that in the end we have to compare to the experiments. It's a huge breakthrough: we do not have a theory constructed in some hyperhuranium,  like Plato's ideas,  that needs to be dirtied when applied (because every other scientific theory does exactly that).
Qm is strange because it's not shy,  qm doesn't lie about the ugly difficult job to understand reality.
Is an electron a particle or a wave?  Well it's neither and it's both (that is what experiments tell us!).  Qm describes them exactly them as probability distributions! What does it mean? It means that qm can not tell you what an electron is,  but can tell you where you can find it,  how often and also why you can find it here and not there.
It looks strange,  but science is not Tolkien,  there is no background story to the characters,  only Possibilities.
You may have heard that qm is no more a deterministic theory,  but it is probabilistic.  In fact qm gives you probabilities that something is somewhere,  but you could not find a trajectory for your objects from day zero to the doomsday. In qm there is no fate.  Only possibilities.
Can you now see why,  as a theory,  qm is both appealing and scary?
But in the end this is not Scientology,  qm is as it is because people spent nights looking at papers with experimental results.  I like to picture in my mind Wolfgang Pauli staring at a blackboard with a cup of coffee the whole night trying to figure out why things went that way.
Think of a physicist as you would think of Sherlock Holmes.  You have a crime scene and,  no matter how odd your reasoning,  you have to connect the dots.
Qm is not fancy or strange by construction,  it became the way it is because it's the only way,  the only rulebook,  that allows us to decode the reality.
This is no alchemy,  it is war against reality.  And we won this battle.
It is no matter of science,  faith,  aesthetics or art.  That's what i would like the people to understand: qm is just something you should be proud of,  as a human being.  Nothing to fear,  worship or admire.  Just be proud of this achievement.

Galvani vuol dire fiducia

Dicono che negli ultimi spasimi di vita la rana di Galvani avesse maledetto l'umanità con un "Cre-Cre-Cre-pate" gridato a gonfi polmoni, o branchie, o bronchi, o trachee.... boh, cazzo ne so di come respira un anfibio.
Negli ultimi spasimi di vita artificiale, in un cristiano risorgere post-mortem, quando alla rana sono stati attaccati un + e un - e quella si è messa a fare breakdance sul bancone del laboratorio.
Che sono poi le stesse coreografie di un condannato a morte sulla sedia elettrica, o della massaia che tocca la lavatrice con problemi di messa a terra. E tutto un copia incolla del vecchio fulminato nel ritorno a casa la sera di venerdì santo.

Pare che la rana di Galvani non avesse firmato la liberatoria e non avesse consentito la diffusione dei propri dati personali.
Ma ormai è morta, no? È morta e gli eredi erano una sborrata di girini in qualche acquitrino del cazzo.
È morta... eppur si muove.

E quindi? Quanto è cambiato dai tempi in cui si scopriva che  fili di rame, sali dissociati in acqua e pezzi di carne sono la stessa cosa, quando ci pianti dentro anodo e catodo?
(Batterie fatte di frisbee e aceto, van der Graaf che spatolano elettroni, pugni wireless con polvere da sparo, bei tempi)
Semiconduttori e reazioni nucleari a parte, non è cambiato niente: un bell'elettroshock è tuttora il bacio che trasforma in principe il ranocchio.
Principe di Niente.

Questa è la vera Pasqua: passaggio dall'inferno falso a quello fittizio.