Showing posts with label Why can't we all just live on Planet JJ?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Why can't we all just live on Planet JJ?. Show all posts

Saturday, March 07, 2009

Nokia-fryed brains

The cell-phone wacko (is her name Rakhmaninov?) should be drawn and quartered. Only punishment that fits the crime.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

An unnecessarily complicated mathematical model


The mathematical model considers a male and a female in a courtship encounter of unspecified duration, with the game ending when one or other party quits or the female accepts the male as a mate. The model assumes that the male is either a ''good'' or a ''bad'' type from the female's point of view, according to his condition or willingness to care for the young after mating. The female gets a positive payoff from mating if the male is a ''good'' male but a negative payoff if he is ''bad'', so it is in her interest to gain information about the male's type with the aim of avoiding mating with a "bad" male. In contrast, a male gets a positive payoff from mating with any female, though his payoff is higher if he is "good" than if he is "bad". Oh, c'mon! Is this how it works? [Add a pic, per JJ's request.]

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Channeling moi

He looked the picture image of the disheveled academic. He paced back and forth, gesturing mildly as he spoke against the evils of iPods and "texting."

Take some oxytocin

.. and you'll feel much better: More frequent sex and more attention to breasts, Dr. Young said, could help build long-term bonds through a “cocktail of ancient neuropeptides,” like the oxytocin released during foreplay or orgasm. Researchers have achieved similar results by squirting oxytocin into people’s nostrils — not terribly sexy, but it seems to enhance feelings of trust and empathy.

But watch out: Suppose you took that potion and then suddenly felt an urge to run off with the next person you spent any time with, like your dentist? What if you went to a business convention and then, like an artificially stimulated prairie vole, bonded with the nearest stranger?

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Now, now, JJ, take it easy

The injustice of it all

Point (JJ & Pepe, united at last): Ten-year-old girls are ready for marriage, according to Saudi Arabia's most senior cleric.

Counterpoint (AA): Meanwhile the head of the Catholic Church in Portugal is advising Portuguese women to think twice before marrying a Muslim.

MIT goes touchy-feely new-agey

Physics, taught the JJ way. “They might be looking intently at you, understanding everything. Or they might be thinking, ‘What am I going to do when I get out of this bloody class?’ ” Precisely.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Hog heaven

Other problems include the tendency to sweat more in zero gravity and a drop in blood pressure, potentially making sex in space a clammier experience and less easy for the man to rise to the occasion. Ah, don't worry. Go digital.