t+1: Matt Wilson’s blog

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I’ve been wondering what my historically Republican hometown newspaper would do, and today they endorsed Obama. Here’s an excerpt:

Perhaps the worst mistake McCain made in his campaign for the White House was the choice of the inexperienced and inflammatory Palin as his vice-presidential running mate. Had he selected a moderate, experienced Republican lawmaker such as Texas Sen. Kay Bailey Hutchison with a strong appeal to independents, the Chronicle’s choice for an endorsement would have been far more difficult.

That captures my feelings. If McCain would have stayed true to his remarks in 2000 about Jerry Falwell, and stayed true to his original position on the Bush tax cuts, and then chosen a VP like Joe Leiberman, truly showing his independent nature, then this could have been a very different race.

My three-year old son is more coherent when he explains how dinosaurs live in the museum. If the voters choose McCain and Palin, then we deserve every bit of the hell that comes with it. It is painfully clear she is not ready for the job.

My wife looked out the kitchen window this morning and said I should come look and see it for myself.

There were about twenty cornstalks there last night. Each with fat delicious ears. And pumpkins in between them. It was beautiful. And in one night, something showed up and ravaged my corn patch. It wasn’t squirrels. Squirrels don’t have mouths that can strip a cob down like this.

Charlie and I talked about it. He thinks it was probably a lion that ate the corn. I’m not sure I agree. It might be a lion, but it might also be raccoons or possums or deer. You can’t really see it in this picture, but little ants are picking the last bits of goodness out of corn carcass.

This picture shows how whatever it was ate the stalks down to the ground in some places.

For maximum effect, it should have salted the earth, so that nothing would ever grow there again. Maybe it’s waiting for next year. Something similar happened last year.

It doesn’t matter. Next year, those raccoons / possums / super squirrels / lions / deer / garden gnomes or hobbits are in for a violent end. So violent that I will video it and post it to youtube and then watch it get taken down after children everywhere scream in horror after watching it.

He’s been gone since December. I’ve been following this since I saw people searching for “Matt Wilson” visiting my site. I don’t know if he ran away, or got abducted, or what else. It sounds like a nightmare for his family.

I hope the kid is OK. There’s a message board on that site and some guy asserts that Matt is living on the streets in Berkeley.

Sometimes when I’m feeling batty,I’ll put the Three Laws of Robotics in my source code. Usually, this is an veiled insult aimed at myself; the comment is my script is gotten so morbidly complex that it threatens to wake up and kill me.

On a completely unrelated note, I’ve been picking at the edges of prolog for the last couple of years. I’ve worked my way through a free Prolog textbook, and now I’m very slowly working my way through Language, Proof and Logic in order to learn me some predicate calculus.

Now I thought of a project that combines these two. I’m gonna build daydream about defining an ontology suitable for making robots comply with those three laws of robotics. Once I finished, it would work like this:


> Eat baby
Violates law #1!
> Mop floor
OK
> Burn down abandoned house
OK


You get the idea.