Category Archive: Miscellaneous

Boston

I spent this past weekend roaming around the streets of that beautiful city Boston. Pavan, Ravi, Tanmay, and Amitesh wanted to meet as part of our now annual ritual and the general consensus was about meeting up for some outdoorsy activity. But I had never seen Boston and had heard so much about it from here and there. So I ended up forcing everyone to meet up in Boston and what a great trip it turned out to be. Suffice to say, I found Boston to be as likable as San Francisco. It has the same culturally eclectic and artistically rich feel that SF has. In addition, it has a history which most American cities lack. Being home to at least half a dozen major colleges ensures that it has a consistently upbeat rhythm to it. Its architecture is indulgent and the city seems to have been made with beauty and intricacy in mind. I do not have a camera but ended up taking some photos from my iPhone.

Soccer and Cricket

I have been following the soccer world cup with a certain degree of regularity over the last few days. Now, I have never been as ardent a fan of soccer as a lot of my friends have been but I have been sucked into the maelstrom by the waves of passion which must necessarily exist for a game as widely played as Soccer in a place as multicultural as UCSD. So I have been waking up relative early in the morning, watching the games, trying to figure out the myriad combinations through which teams can stay in the fray without actually scoring even a single goal, cheering for teams which in my relative ignorance I find more watchable and rooting for those who manage to win my sympathies merely by virtue of the facts that their countrymen are my close friends and roommates. And in the national fervor and pure joy which the world cup seems to have engendered, my mind invariably goes to the question, 'Whatever happened to cricket?'

I remember the time when my passion for the game rivaled that of any soccer fan today, when the instantaneous joy and polarizing effect of watching an India Pakistan slug-fest was as sanguine in my heart as the crushing desperation of Italy's ignominious exit is in the eyes of my roommates. That all seems to have changed and I realized it all the more when my sister told me that India managed to win the Asia cup to which I replied, 'Is it 20-20?' The truth is, it's not that I feel disappointed with myself that somewhere along the long course of the last 4-5 years, I stopped caring about cricket as much as I used to. For that I blame cricket itself and how it has been managed in India. If I had to describe it in a few words, I would say that the current state of cricket 'is a joke.' It's a terrible terrible joke and if someone had asked me a few years ago what changes I wanted to suggest in order to improve the condition, I would happily have suggested to gun down the managers, the players, and anyone else who is concerned more with making money than playing. Having mellowed down a bit now and hopefully having become a bit more rational, I try to see how such a degradation fits into the general scheme of things. When people come from a background of severe paucity, when there is so much to be frustrated with, every human endeavor is poised to degenerate into mere entertainment. Quick fixes are needed to alleviate the pathos of an existence which is already tough to begin with. The spicier and more fantastic one can make them, the better and more palliative it is. That is why television is so dumb in India and that is the same reason, I think, that the game of cricket has transformed into just a couple of hours of mindless antics. There is money in the shorter version of the game and thereby, quite understandably, we have 1 T-20 world cup, 1  IPL, 1 ICL, and god knows what else every year. But the effect of it all is to push the game into the direction of heartless capitalism. It doesn't help that cricket is a very localized sport which is played by only a few countries. It certainly doesn't help that within those few countries the true financial muscle lies with a country which is in such a transitional state of development where every artistic endeavor (yes games are artistic endeavors) is in danger of becoming a mockery of its former self. I'm hopeful that things would improve as people become more confident of a living and more discerning in their interest but by then the face of cricket would have changed beyond recognition.

Compare it to soccer where the countries which play the game come from such different backgrounds that no single country can dictate changes. Any change is difficult to come and that is not always a bad thing. Money is big in the game but the essential structure has remained more or less intact so that money becomes inconsequential if the basic qualities are compromised. Let me put it this way. The game of soccer has not been tweaked in the way cricket has been in order to satisfy those who supply the moolah. And therefore its fans can have a feeling of continuity of passion. Their passions, their loyalties, their love now is towards the same uncompromised structure that soccer, to a high degree of approximation, has always been. I, on the other hand, have lost that feeling of continuity and my passion has gone missing. It doesn't help that justified or unjustified, I have some sort of a prejudice against dumb things. I weigh the intelligence or lack thereof in T-20 in the same balance which I reserve for those family soap-operas which infest the Indian silver screen with a rotting stench. They are both heartless, mindless, dumb shadows of their former intelligent selves.

Gulf Oil Spill

It has been 50 days since the Gulf oil spill started and the news media and the internet have since then been inundated, often confusingly, with various estimates of the amount of oil leaking into the ocean every day. We heard 1000 barrels in the beginning, then 5000, then 12000-25000. I was watching CNN today where they were showing a high quality video of the oil spill as shot by a remotely operated vehicle. This video has only recently been made available and hopefully it would help in actually fixing the speculations once and for all.

As I was watching the news, an expert mentioned that the orifice through which the oil is gushing out is as big as a circular trash can. I remembered that a very similar looking trash can sits outside my own apartment. So I went out and measured its diameter which happens to be half a meter. From the HD video one can approximately measure how much the oil is rising up vertically every second. Now this measurement has at least two sources of errors,

1. The only way to measure distance in the video is to measure it with respect to the diameter of the orifice which I hope is not too different from .5 meters.

2. The height that oil rises up per second changes as one measures at different heights in the video. This is because the oil gushes out not as a cylinder but as a truncated cone.

Moreover, only a rough estimate of the rise of height/per second can be made. Anyway, by looking at the frames corresponding to 36,37, and 38 seconds, it seems that the oil is gaining about .15 meters per second. This, along with the fact that the diameter of the orifice is half a meter, means that .03 cubic meters of oil is gushing out every second. This figure is equivalent to about 16,000 barrels every day (1 barrel of oil is 42 US gallons).

Even though this is an extremely rough calculation, it would be hard to imagine how the actual figure could be any less. In all probability, this is some sort of a lower bound. The reason for thinking this is that I could only estimate the rise of height/second at a height of about 1.5 meters from the vent. Anyone who has held a water hose knows that under pressure the stream of water flares out. Since the volume of water passing through a cross-section is same at every cross-section and the cross-sectional area of the water increases with distance, it covers lesser distance forward at a point further away from the hose. A height estimate at the source of the vent would, therefore, most certainly give a higher value. Anyway, that was my two cents towards ongoing confusion.

Neutron stars, sugar cubes, and squeezed humans

The wikipedia article on Neutron star says the following,

'The density of a neutron star is approximately equivalent to the mass of the entire human population compressed to the size of a sugar cube.'

I hope we can all agree that whoever came up with the idea of measuring the density of stars in the units of compressed human beings was a great visionary. Too bad for him, then, that wikipedia shackles his imagination by demanding facts. In this case, the above statement is followed by a superscript saying 'citation needed.' When someone has come up with such a great idea, I thought it's my moral duty to carry on his legacy and provide some concreteness to his ideas by doing some small calculations.

The problem we want to solve is to calculate approximately how many human beings need to be compressed to the size of a sugar cube in order to have the same density as that of a neutron star. A neutron star has a density 3 E^17 kg/m^3. One sugar cube, according to Yahoo answers, is half an inch (1.27 cm) long per side. Which makes the volume of the sugar cube to be 2.05 E^-6 m^3. If the sugar cube has the density of a neutron star, the total mass it should contain is 615 billion kg. Taking the average weight of a human to be about 80 kg, about 7.7 billion people are needed to be squeezed together in order to attain the astronomical densities we are talking about - which is not too different from the current population of the world.

If we are only talking about order of magnitude approximations, the wikipedia comment is acceptable. But we can go further. The current population of the world is about 6.8 billion and growing at about 1.1% which means that the magic figure of 7.7 billion will be reached sometime near 2021. At around that time, with the assumption of an average weight of 80 kg, the wikipedia statement would be truer than it is today. But then the assumption of 80 kg is obviously on shaky grounds. With so many kids who invariably fail at tipping the weighing machine beyond the 30 kg mark, our noble aim is but a mirage. For all these underweight human beings, it is upon McDonalds and Burger King to maintain the required balance. If it was not for these noble institutions, humanity would still be decades away from the day when sugar cubes,  neutron stars and squeezed humans could be spoken of in one single sentence.

Anyway, I hope this little calculation added to our understanding of neutron stars. I think the citation that the wikipedia article required has finally been found :).

Feynman

If I could have one wish fulfilled, listening to this man in person would be at the top of the list. Above world peace and unlimited chocolates!

Bishop's gambit

Throughout the last 4 years I have been fortunate enough to have had the company of friends who are not only smart people but have an intelligent and curious outlook towards the world. I think that it is relatively easy to be good at something, anything if only you start early enough and work relentlessly towards it. Which is not to say that talent is something which I don't respect. I do, but what I respect more than talent is if it adds a perpective to how a person sees things. There are a lot of really really talented people in the world, much much better than me, and there is something to be said about that, but they only have to open their mouth for you to realize that the capacity for unification of concepts which can potentially come from the pursuit of passion has somehow missed them. As Feynman said, it's similar to the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something. I have been fortunate to have friends who know things or at least have a healthy drive to know them. Anyway, during one insightful conversation with Rathina today, we started discussing about a mutual interest, chess. The starting point was again a Feynman observation where he is making analogies between science and chess. Specifically he says that finding the laws of nature is like figuring out the rules of the game of chess by looking every now and then at the snapshots of a game. These snapshots are the only information one is allowed to have and the challenge for human intelligence is to find order from this seeming chaos.

Our discussion veered off in the specific direction of trying to see if it's possible to figure out the rules of the game just by looking at it, and if it is possible, how many example moves would one require to completely figure out every rule? Now it's a complicated problem to even pose formally because if it's a human intelligence which is trying to figure out the rules then the answer is obviously indeterminable. It's because while I might take thousands of examples to figure things out, Bobby Fisher might do it in a few games. So we tried to pose it in a computational framework. How many examples would an algorithm need to figure out the rules? How do we define 'figuring out all the rules?' There are only a finite, albeit stupendously large, number of possible chess games. So we defined figuring out the rules as determining all the possible legal moves which would be sufficient to generate all possible chess games. Now it is not an impossible problem, at least hypothetically, to calculate the minimum number of example moves that one would need in order for an algorithm to figure out all the legal moves for each piece which in turn would generate all possible games. That's not the problem though. The problem is the following question, 'As far as the standards of human intelligence is concerned, does determining all possible legal moves equal determining the rules of chess?' For example, it is easy for an algorithm to make a list of all possible positions a bishop can go to but it's a stretch to say that it is equal to the statement 'a bishop always moves on a diagonal.' It is possible to conceive of an algorithm which is built such that it can distill, from all the data it has, seemingly intelligent statements like 'a pawn always moves one or two squares in a straight line unless it captures another piece in which case it moves diagonally' or 'the game is drawn when a set of moves is repeated three times.' It is possible to make an algorithm which can put in words or figure out, from a sufficiently large number of examples, most of the 'intelligent' statements about the rules of chess a human can make. But what about the rules the examples for which it never encounters? One example of such a rule is that a black piece never captures a black piece. Another is that a piece never jumps out of the board. The dilemma here is that while a finite number of examples demonstrate every possible legal move, not even a single example shows an illegal move! When you add to that the fact that an infinite number of possible illegal rules exist, it seems hopeless how an algorithm can ever figure out all that is there to know. It can definitely generate all possible legal games, which was our original intent, but while the human understanding of chess includes the knowledge that a piece never captures a piece of the same color or that the queen is not allowed to jump out of the board or that you cannot say 'abracadabra' and claim victory, how an algorithm would do it is beyond my current grasp.

But I understand that I am probably oversimplifying. The most obvious simplification is that I am talking about a game which I already know the rules for. On the human side I am probably subconsciously delving upon my prior knowledge of the game - something which I cannot do for an algorithm because I don't know how subconscious prior knowledge can be represented for a computer. This makes it intuitive for me to envisage what 'questions' about the rules a human would find worthy of asking. It helps because there are infinite questions one might ask in order to figure out things. But one has to ask the smart questions. And it is not fair to the algorithm because I, speaking for a human, already know which are the worthy questions as far as chess is concerned.

Asking the right questions requires a lot of creativity though. The chess problem is similar to the following physical problem: imagine you had information about every apple which ever fell to the ground. Now you could ask an infinite number of questions which can be verified or refuted by all the apples, but how does one go about figuring out gravity from them? This, I think, has  a deep philosophical implication. The implication is that our theories are not empirical. They can be directly derived from experimentation only to the extent that gravity is a natural outcome of falling apples, which is not much. The more important observation is that their power is in their creative origins and explanatory powers which do not depend upon experiments all that much. It's satisfying to see how the little discussion indicates that the inductivist viewpoint is quite shallow.

Minimalism: An irrational clock

Art-less

It bothers me to think that for all the mystique and hazy beauty that is often endowed to 'Indian art' by nostalgic emigrants and westerners too eager to latch on to the infinite ocean of eastern wisdom, it is actually quite a barren field where new ideas almost never come along and old ones are repeated ad-infinitum. As an example, although Indian classical music is richer and deeper than I would ever have the time and expertise to explore, the truth is that barring a few raagas here and a few innovations there, it has remained almost unchanged through the centuries. Part of the reason for this, I feel, is exactly the same reason why it has the mystique that it has. Because its learning is so regimented and because it has no written notation, it is extremely hard for a layman to appreciate it. This removes Indian classical music to an entirely different plane, one where the common man cannot even hope to reach. This lends a great mystique to it but, unfortunately, it also prevents it from reinventing itself. You can have a beautiful little walled garden for yourself, but sadly, without the forces of creation which come from openness and irreverence, it will remain just that and nothing more. This is probably a reason why such a huge divide exist between high and low music in India with classical music sitting in its ivory tower, unscratched and smug, and popular music, mediocre at best, catering to the taste of the billion who are completely unable to bridge the gap between the two. Music in the Western society, on the other hand, has undergone tremendous changes. From the time when perfections were sought after and Bach produced his masterpiece studies in the mathematical harmonies of music to the acceptance of dissonances and complete ambiguity in what can be considered music - with a plethora of experiments and changes in between - it's a story of the continual asking of questions and never having too much respect for tradition. As a result, the sheer number of forms that theoretically exist lends almost a smooth and unbroken transition from high music to popular music. It is easier to get inspired when you realize that the rules of the game are not sacrosanct - something that is lacking in India classical music.

It might have to do with culture and hopefully that will change with economic prosperity and people would become more rebellious, more questioning, and more intolerant of authority and propriety. I feel that within appropriate laws and freedoms, it's a good thing. It encourages dialogue and makes one rethink some of our most fundamental assumptions. Art gets benefited from such a blasphemous attitude by becoming more cutting edge, more vibrant, and more in tune with the times. Although I'm not very sure of what I mean by being in tune with the times! Marcel Duchamp created the Fountain (a urinal) in 1917 and termed it art. John Cage created 4 minutes and 33 seconds of silence as a musical piece in 1952. Jackson Pollock's brand of abstract expressionism lived in the 60s. Schwitters wrote the sound poem Ursonate in the 20s. I don't know what form cutting edge art, which by definition rebels against the existing systems, takes in the contemporary society when everything that there was to rebel against was already exhausted by the end of the first half of the 20th century! A friend once told me that postmodern art is that which takes itself too seriously. I don't completely agree but that's a line of thought I'll save for later. For now I'll live with the solace that with the disapointment that is inherent in the current non-experimental nature of Indian art, comes the consolation that there is a lot left to explore.

Science as a belief

It's interesting how much one doesn't know of oneself until he is asked specifically and has to think about it. So the other day Khatri bhaiyya asked me why I get so flustered whenever the topic of homeopathy comes up. As it turns out, I really do get irritated but if he had not mentioned it I would never have admitted it to myself. Then I had another discussion with Jackie upon something similar and the upshot of it all is that some little things became a bit less vague.

I suppose that of all things that irritate me, the one that does it to the greatest extent is the statement, 'well, science is just another belief.' Frequently it is uttered by someone who has just had a long and winded argument and has decided to settle it all by pointing to the shaky grounds upon which we have built all are architectures. The thing that drives me nuts is that the statement is actually spot on. At its very heart science is actually just a belief with its own axioms and suffers from both an anthropological bias and severe sensory limitations. But it's a very special kind of belief. And it's this special nature of the belief which I find hard to convey to someone who has just made this statement. It's hard to make them understand that the important thing about science is not so much that it has 'made things work' but the fact that it's a humble, self-correcting, and ideally non-dogmatic, non-hierarchical system. A system which always stands incomplete and is never too shy to admit its own incompetence. A system where a rank outsider like Einstein can come along from nowhere and change our entire world view. It's hard to convey how important the act of 'allowing complete irreverence' to exist inside a 'belief system' is to its own well being. This one fact alone should actually be enough to warrant a qualified mention of 'science as a belief' because as I understand, everything else that humans believe in; from religion to economic doctrines to political ideas to homeopathy in fact- everything sort of assumes immunity from the wisdom of the common folk. They are all static and their leaders are unquestionable. So yes, Science at its very heart is just a belief but we should give credit where it's due. We should give credit to a system which, despite the initial appearance, is more equal and more hardworking than others. Or we might not and I should stop giving a damn.

There is another reason why I have more respect for Science than individual opinions and personal hunches. In fact, on a rational day, I have about as much respect for any belief, any morality as any other, including mine - which is not much. The reason is that they are all going to stop mattering or change once the individual ceases to exist, or the environment or circumstances change, or humanity finishes. These presumptuous thoughts don't really matter in the larger scheme of things. Laws of nature, on the other hand, transcend humanity - or so I feel. If there is another civilization somewhere else and if they are intelligent and curious about their surroundings and if they ask questions, I believe that they would find the exact same laws of nature as we have or will - but that's just pure belief and I agree...

Progress

There is an ancient Egyptian poem, written in the 19th century BC, which translates to:

Had I unknown phrases
Sayings that are strange
Novel, untried words
Free of repetition
Not transmitted sayings
Spoken by ancestors.
I wring out my body for what it holds,
Sifting through all my words;
For what has just been said is just repetition,
What has been said has been said...

-The complaints of Khakheperre-seneb

There are two distinctly interesting aspects to the above poem. The first is the fact that it represents complex ideas similar to what a modern person might have. My notion of ancient languages like the Egyptian hieroglyph was that of a bare-boned, simple linguistic architecture - one which is very utilitarian in nature and hence is very limiting in expressiveness. But the real fact, as attested by philologists, is that the ancient languages and the ones which are used by small tribal communities are much more complex and structured than any language which might be considered modern by our standards. This obviously doesn't mean that they automatically translate into more emotionally poignant passages and verdant verses; that quality depends upon the perception and talents of the writer, and this brings me to the other fascinating point of the poem above. The poet, 4000 years ago, is talking about the triteness of common ideas and he seems to have a condescending attitude towards hackneyed expression. He is lamenting the unimaginative use of language and wishes for novel ideas and words. And here we are, 4000 thousand years hence, all using the same beaten down expressions over and over again without blinking an eyelid. It's not hard to imagine that among us all there might be a poet who dies a little everytime an oft repeated cliche is repeated once more.

What really has changed in the last 4000 years? It is a scientific fact that the size and hence the potential analytical capacity of the human brain has remained a constant for roughly the last 100,000 years. It's vanity to assume that our emotional experiences are qualitatively much different now than they were 5000 thousand years ago. Some of our grandest and most imaginative literature dates back several thousand years (take the example of any religious text or mythology), and yet, and yet, is it just conceit to think that we live in a progressed society? Surely, scientific progress is one reliving metric that indicates that we have progressed. The light bulb in my room gives more than just light - it's a reassuring symbol of the modern age. But beyond the certain boundaries of scientific hegemony, I find it really hard to say if we have progressed. If postmodern human expression in nonscientific domains is taken out of context and presented under an anonymous authorship, it is easy to confuse it with the babbling of a savage and underdeveloped mind. So maybe what progress really means is the intent and vision of a work and not the work itself. Surely, Monalisa is not as grand as the vision of Leonardo da Vinci when he painted it - and John Cage's 4'33" is all about the statement he wanted to make. We measure progress relative to an existing datum. It therefore necessarily has to be aware of history. It has to be about a statement, a stand, a counterpoint to all our existing knowledge. And it has to be destabilizing in nature. So when the Egyptian poet lamented the existing ennui, his stand had the germs of progress - much like the attempts of humans to shake off the dust of historical baggage in any age. There is no qualitative difference between these attempts but progress is indicated by their historical awareness. We might not be emotionally more sensitive than our ancestors but we have progressed in the sense of being aware of history. When we lament on the hackneyed use of language (for example) and wish for something novel, we are actually wishing for something that has not been done in the last 50, 100, 1000, 5000 years. When we (and by 'we' I actually mean 'they' because I don't protest for anything) protest for gay rights, we do it because the protests for the rights of 'left handed people' (I'm not kidding) have already been done...

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