I've been in a bit of a funk this week, for reasons that don't bear talking about, and everything in blogdom has seemed indescribably tedious: the same boring people having the same stupid arguments over and over, with no end in sight. And don't get me started on politics.
In an effort to shake myself out of this, I've been poking around with Technorati, and stumbled across Confused at a Higher Level, a blog by a physics professor at Carleton. It's familiar material to me-- he even started there the same year I started here-- but he's got some good thoughts on physics, teaching, and academia.
Go take a look.
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In my Dembski rant, I used a metaphor involving the undescribable numbers. An interesting confusion came up in the comments about just what that meant. Instead of answering it with a comment, I decided that it justified a post of its own.
The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribably as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star-dust caught, A segment of the rainbow which I have clutched.
- Henry David Thoreau
Well it is certainly true that Mystics and quantum physicists speak the same language, that language most probably being Mandarin, English, or Hindi, but I'm guessing that's probably not what
The Wall Street Journal recently hosted an exchange of essays on the subject of evolution and God. The participants: Richard Dawkins and Karen Armstrong.
Hey Chad, thanks for the plug!
Haha, when I first read that I noted "ah! Carleton! my brother goes there!" (not in physics). When I went to the blog I discovered that in fact there are _two_ Carletons, one is a college in northern Minnesota, and the one I am familiar with, Carleton University in Ottawa