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25th-Oct-2008 01:04 am(no subject)
morita
It really is hard to keep up with both blogs. With that being said I'd like to mention to those (few) readers actually keeping with this blog that all my posts will be moved to my xanga until i finish constructing my website - everything will be moved here.

Livejournal has been good to me, but I've found it more convenient to update through my xanga blog instead :)

5th-Sep-2008 02:17 pm - The Dragon in my Garage.
morita
The Dragon in my Garage
by
Carl Sagan
"A fire-breathing dragon lives in my garage"

Suppose (I'm following a group therapy approach by the psychologist Richard Franklin) I seriously make such an assertion to you. Surely you'd want to check it out, see for yourself. There have been innumerable stories of dragons over the centuries, but no real evidence. What an opportunity!

"Show me," you say. I lead you to my garage. You look inside and see a ladder, empty paint cans, an old tricycle--but no dragon.

"Where's the dragon?" you ask.

"Oh, she's right here," I reply, waving vaguely. "I neglected to mention that she's an invisible dragon."

You propose spreading flour on the floor of the garage to capture the dragon's footprints.

"Good idea," I say, "but this dragon floates in the air."

Then you'll use an infrared sensor to detect the invisible fire.

"Good idea, but the invisible fire is also heatless."

You'll spray-paint the dragon and make her visible.

"Good idea, but she's an incorporeal dragon and the paint won't stick."

And so on. I counter every physical test you propose with a special explanation of why it won't work.

Now, what's the difference between an invisible, incorporeal, floating dragon who spits heatless fire and no dragon at all? If there's no way to disprove my contention, no conceivable experiment that would count against it, what does it mean to say that my dragon exists? Your inability to invalidate my hypothesis is not at all the same thing as proving it true. Claims that cannot be tested, assertions immune to disproof are veridically worthless, whatever value they may have in inspiring us or in exciting our sense of wonder. What I'm asking you to do comes down to believing, in the absence of evidence, on my say-so.

The only thing you've really learned from my insistence that there's a dragon in my garage is that something funny is going on inside my head. You'd wonder, if no physical tests apply, what convinced me. The possibility that it was a dream or a hallucination would certainly enter your mind. But then, why am I taking it so seriously? Maybe I need help. At the least, maybe I've seriously underestimated human fallibility.

Imagine that, despite none of the tests being successful, you wish to be scrupulously open-minded. So you don't outright reject the notion that there's a fire-breathing dragon in my garage. You merely put it on hold. Present evidence is strongly against it, but if a new body of data emerge you're prepared to examine it and see if it convinces you. Surely it's unfair of me to be offended at not being believed; or to criticize you for being stodgy and unimaginative-- merely because you rendered the Scottish verdict of "not proved."

Imagine that things had gone otherwise. The dragon is invisible, all right, but footprints are being made in the flour as you watch. Your infrared detector reads off-scale. The spray paint reveals a jagged crest bobbing in the air before you. No matter how skeptical you might have been about the existence of dragons--to say nothing about invisible ones--you must now acknowledge that there's something here, and that in a preliminary way it's consistent with an invisible, fire-breathing dragon.

Now another scenario: Suppose it's not just me. Suppose that several people of your acquaintance, including people who you're pretty sure don't know each other, all tell you that they have dragons in their garages--but in every case the evidence is maddeningly elusive. All of us admit we're disturbed at being gripped by so odd a conviction so ill-supported by the physical evidence. None of us is a lunatic. We speculate about what it would mean if invisible dragons were really hiding out in garages all over the world, with us humans just catching on. I'd rather it not be true, I tell you. But maybe all those ancient European and Chinese myths about dragons weren't myths at all.
Gratifyingly, some dragon-size footprints in the flour are now reported. But they're never made when a skeptic is looking. An alternative explanation presents itself. On close examination it seems clear that the footprints could have been faked. Another dragon enthusiast shows up with a burnt finger and attributes it to a rare physical manifestation of the dragon's fiery breath. But again, other possibilities exist. We understand that there are other ways to burn fingers besides the breath of invisible dragons. Such "evidence"--no matter how important the dragon advocates consider it--is far from compelling. Once again, the only sensible approach is tentatively to reject the dragon hypothesis, to be open to future physical data, and to wonder what the cause might be that so many apparently sane and sober people share the same strange delusion.
21st-Aug-2008 08:23 pm - Mildly disturbing.
morita


;( After watching this, I don't know how I'll ever get to sleep.
23rd-Jul-2008 09:47 pm - Lesson learned.
morita
If there's only one thing that I will take with me this summer, it's this:

As much as I love my family; I know now that I'll never be able to live with them, ever again. Sad to say this, but the chances of me coming back to San Diego post-college are narrow to none.`
5th-Jul-2008 09:31 pm - A bombshell.
morita
Their reaction was truly not what I expected. Their ignorance and total attitude of the entire situation has indeed left me speechless.

Fuck home; I would rather be dying in the heat than being here right now.
29th-Jun-2008 01:09 pm - The Weekend.
morita
Friday Night
My first bar-hopping adventure in San Diego:

- The Whistle Stop Bar in South Park
- Pink Elephant Bar in North Park, afterwards.
- The Eagle lounge in North Park on the way back to our car.
- Club Rich's in Hillcrest.

yeeeep.

Sat. Night

Gale's 21st birthday party. Aside from some awkward encounters, it was good seeing some of the SOH people back again.

"It was like a fucking high school reunion all over again!"


Life's pretty good here. Besides the hectic work hours and (sometimes bothersome parents); summer is going all right.
9th-Jun-2008 01:35 am - Happy Birthday, Little Sis :]
morita
My sister's quinceaƱera was yesterday, it was actually lots of fun. Food, fun and drinking with your loved ones on such a special night. I was pleased to find out that I was not the only one in my family - there actually seems to be another one who I can completely relate to when it comes to that.

Now it's time to study and focus on my upcoming finals. UGH. 3 finals, back-to-back. Wish me luck, everyone. I will be back in San Diego (once again) sometime soon :)
28th-May-2008 12:55 am(no subject)
morita
Today could possibly be the most shiteous day I've had so far in life. No joke.




Fuck, and finals are coming across the corner too...

[Edit]: It just got worse.
23rd-May-2008 04:51 am - wtf?
morita
Two tornadoes hit Riverside/Moreno Valley, today - May 22, 2008

I've never seen a tornado hit so close to home, and hopefully I won't see one again so soon. What exactly is this world coming to?
11th-May-2008 05:21 am - A "study break"
morita
Rather than studying up for my midterms, my friends and I decided to take a "study break" to take our minds of our school work.

Little did I know that we were going to go clubbing at Hollywood & Vine and come back within the same day. Damn. It was fun, but I'm broke now ;(
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