Catalytic Narrative

I'm not telling you, dear reader, anything you don't already know. I am not a philosopher. People blame me for being one, sometimes,...

Somehow, this puts me in mind of my nephew when he was about five. Our family was together for Thanksgiving, and we were going around the ta...

I've been thinking too.  I just outed myself as a cosmologist, and so I'd better try, in outline form, to sketch out "my" ...

I think it might be a peculiarly American thing to want to know what somebody does for a living, almost before, but almost certainly just af...

Oh dear! It would seem that I expressed some fear of AI in that last post. In fact what I fear is the nutty repetition that some sort of sin...

OK, so I don't mean that Bateson is flawed, but rather that his thinking and therefore his writing is flawed. The flaws are with cyberne...

When I was a kid, like before middle school, and already presuming I was going to be an engineer like my Grandaddy, I absolutely loved to re...