The webcast from Colorado Springs should be starting in a few minutes.
Category Archives: Technology and Society
New Solar Fiction
The first 26 pages can be read here. I’ll look forward to reading the whole thing.
Hillary’s Server
The emails may be deleted, but that doesn’t mean they’re gone.
I’ve been saying this for weeks. The continued refusal to turn over the server to an independent third party is continued obstruction of justice.
The Architecture Of Fear
Thoughts from Sarah Hoyt, on the potential for preference cascades (though she doesn’t use that phrase).
The classic example is the Emperor’s New Clothes, but another is how a third party could win if enough people believed it could.
Phil Culbertson
Rest in peace. His ashes will be going into space.
It’s senior, not junior, though.
Birth Control
Is it creating a race of eunuchs?
I’m not sure, but I think there have been a lot of unanticipated consequences of screwing with womens’ hormones for decades.
The Social Justice Warriors
They’re not really. They’re social justice bullies. Treat them accordingly. Bullies hate when people fight back.
The Space Show
I’ll be on tomorrow evening, from 7-8:30 PM PDT. I’ll bet talking general space tech and policy issues, sort of a preview of what I’ll be talking about at Space Access, though it’s an ever-shifting situation.
Tomorrow’s Landing Attempt
Hans Koenigsmann at SpaceX just said in a press conference that he (or someone) is estimating a 75-80% chance of success, with the redesign of both the Falcon and the drone ship. And the pad-abort test is tentatively scheduled for May 2nd. Which is the final day of the Space Access conference. Cool, if it happens. It will give us something to talk about.
Yuri’s Night
If you’re in LA, this is the place to be.
Don’t go in hopes of seeing me. I can’t see spending money to be tortured with awful, loud music. But if you’re into that sort of thing, and what passes for dancing in this society, knock yourself out.
No, this has nothing to do with me being old (though I do seem, unaccountably, to be aging). I’ve never been into clubbing, or awful, loud music. The twenty-year-old me wouldn’t have gone, either.