Thursday, November 05, 2009

Electron acceleration.

Measure the x ray spectra with the Gamma Rad. New features for the measurements at 30 cm of distance
at 90 degrees from the reflexion direction, in the s and p direction, we observe a small change of some 100 counts. More striking is the measurements at 45 degrees where we can observe one peak which was not observed when measuring in the same angle but shorter distances.

Tomorrow measures for the gamma rad in different angles, different distances and differents polariztions.
Also we mus finish the measurements of the angular distributions

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Thursday, October 25, 2007

Wolfram Blog: The Prize Is Won; The Simplest Universal Turing Machine Is Proved

Monday, October 22, 2007

Quick one.

The last story is a bit too serious, and therefore i have to do something to compensate, i will do a more funny story tomorrow. For now i will just write a very short one, hopefully is funny.

The telephone.

It is great, my new telephone can ask for directions in german for me. You just stop a native, point the telephone to them and the telephone ask the right question in the right way. Then it records the answer, translate on the fly and there you have what you were looking for.

The other day, there was this group of young guys, they were just sitting there in the streets that enters Neustadt, the "alternative neighborhood". I went to them and asked for directions to go to the opera. They were dressed a bit strange but nevertheless, i tried to put my phone in front of them.

Now i am swimming to reach the other end of the river, these guys just throwed me here. This river is called Elba.

Will it be the software? Did i installed the actualization? Is this thing water proof.

O god, here they come again.

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Just like Spam.

It is very simple, some scripts here, a big enough collection of movies, some access to the New York Times, some cut and paste and it is done. It is really no big deal. I mean, from the technical point of view it is not so hard, basically you have to put together the films and start acting as any spammer does.

It works as spam, but certainly it feels very different. Sometimes it hurts very deeply, some others times when you are watching, it can bring some peace, but most of the times it makes you feel like a monster, like we all were monsters.

The most important part for us, is to make the movies and to make them as realistic as possible. We used most of the time doing that and we believe that some how, this may bring some good. For most of the countries, it was easy, most of the material is actual footage from Al Jazira, CNN and BBC.

We tried to use scenes from the common normal life, just before the war, or if there is nothing else available, scenes from the days of the invasion of the aftermath, normally there is a huge amount of footage from those days that no one ever has seen. We focus in one person at the time and tried to make one small film out of it.

For this i came up with these nice scripts, they work very well, the machine looks into tons of footage, scroll trough it and then, when the right pattern is formed, just edit the piece on the fly. I used some pieces of old software that was used to make games in the beggining of the milenium, it works ok, and just when you look closely, you can see the edition where i mix the actual footage of people's faces into landscapes of villages and cities and so on.

The first scripts were primitive and were mainly useful to track the right year, the right country, the right war, the right town and so on. I trust very much the New York Times, around 2013 they started writing in the records the names of the people that died in all these wars, they are there in the web page altough nobody looks at them.

But this is the purpose of this whole thing, that they start looking at them. They will look at them on every corner, of every city, and every town, even now that it doesn't matter anymore.

At some point we tough about printing the photographs on paper and put them into the walls, as posters, in the same way they used to do in the 20th century. We though that using paper in the walls will surprise the people and the old way of doing it could give some kind of historic look.

We drop the idea very quickly, we just don't have the money to buy the paper we want. We tough about stealing it from Luis Vuitton, or Hermes, or Loewe, but it is impossible to steal from them, and now they are the only big sellers of paper. Grandma says that they used to do everything on paper, but many things have changed, many, many things.

As the scripts became more sophisticated i payed more detail to the factual numbers. In the perfect situation, there is a short movie of every person killed in each war, the movie should reflect just a bit about their normal life, if they were teachers, it should have some footage about them giving some lessons, if they were peasant, there should be a movie about them walking into the contry. The landscapes i can do very precisely, pick the data from the satelite, feed it to the rendering engine of the software for games and that's it.

For the people itself is a bit more complicated, whenever is possible the scripts looks for the person in actual footage which is available everywhere. Since the TV networks started to drop tons and tons of small cameras into countries that we invaded at the time we were about to invade, the footage is there and my scripts just scroll trough and try to look some footage of this people.

This part is very hard and most of the time, i do some sort of average. For example, the script finds a record of a thousand casualties in such city, and then look for some faces from the place, find the profesion of the people, if they were family and so on, then the script mix faces, change something from here and there to make a thousand small films. I just try to recover something of each person there, but i just can not do it one by one, the machine does alone, i just try to put together the scripts.

All cities and small towns in America have displays everywhere. When the paper became so expensive, they started to place the displays in the walls, in the malls. Poor people's houses is all made of these cheaps displays, you can see them in the highways, they are everywhere, people just don't pay any attention to them any more, but this is gonna be different.

I can broadcast different material to every city for two years, each films just takes about three minutes. That is a lot.

It is just the spammer way, don't ask permission, just send the message. And it feels like that, information you just did not wanted to see.

Yesterday i went out in the street, some films are beautiful, some others do not have so much quality. One of them i liked very much, it shows a man in a small farm. He's was feeding the pigs, suddenly he stops and picks one small pinky pig. They look to each other, the man smiles, the little pig moves the ears. In the back you can see some mountains with the top covered by snow. There are no clouds.

It looks like a summer day in the mountains.

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Saturday, October 20, 2007

Few minutes

It is on the news, and probably, it is also in all houses of the world by now. They say that it takes about 10 minutes to reach everywhere, so it is for sure in any house of the planet by now. The note on the newspaper, does not look even as made by someone, looks more like a fancy log from the download server, the people in the newspaper probably don't even know about it, but they have published already. Now everybody knows, and it is terrible.

The whole database is public now, everybody can read everyone else life. Tomorrow is going to be tough in the office, someone will have to pay for this, and now this hot, this unbearable hot.

This morning i have found that there is even a search engine. The dream of everyone, type some one else name and you will see the full record of the person. What will happen now? , it is worse than beign naked on the street, it is frighten, the perfect big brother is all of us, now everybody can see everybody.

The idiot from the TV says it may be the end of the world.
It may be, there is no secrets anymore, but for the TV the world is about to collapse, every week, and sometimes, i feel, it is like that, we just save the world from its end every week, but this is huge and maybe this is it.

TV says that telephone calls have increased a lot all of a sudden in some countries, in some others thy have reduced a lot, in New Zealand almost no one wants to talk by the phone. The TV idiot keeps telling that it is scientist fault. Lets see, type the name, wait, there it is, this guy has been to the doctor twice in the last month, the liver is damaged. This guy is an alcoholic, now i know and so everybody else does, this is gona be fun.

I went to work walking as always and i did not found nobody walking on the streets, but this has also happend before, it always happen when it is so hot.

When i arrived to work, everybody was taking about things that happend to them yesterday. A crazy woman called my secretary telling her that she knew her mother and that she hated her so much, that her mom has been a terrible woman. My secretary could not believe it, but then, she was telling me the story as she had been thinking all night about it.

Meeting at 10, someone will be found responsible, there's got to be someone to blame for. I wonder if i can be pointed as responsible, in that case, everyone in this building is responsible, we all constructed the database, we all did, i just didi my job, This is gonna be tough.

Some times has passed now, everything has changed, nothing is as it was before. It is hard to talk to people, it is hard to go out in the street and wonder if that person looking at you have read your file. it is hard to not look the database for the people you know, or you think you know.

Most of the people that was born on 12 of June of 2028, the same day that i did, they do not assist to sport events, as from the records, we don't spend money on tickest to sport events. People born that day from 12 to 13, have an uncommon probability to have a name that starts with L. I have found during this time, that 11% of all the people born that day has died. Three people that were born at the same time as me -the same mimute- are already dead. One was in India, the other was in Timora nd the third was in Canada, it is sad, and strange to know these things.

On september of last year 100 persons born the day of my birthday were in London at the same day, or at least this is what the record shows. We were wondering around as tourist, or doing business, i just wonder if some of us appear in a photograph of someone elese without noticing, by accident.

The database contains, the exact time of our birth, our weight and measure -among man, many other things -, you can read the number we got as we were born, i got a 6 and then just 2 out of thousand and thousan got a 10. Will they be smarter than the rest of us. One of them has a lot of money according to the database, but you never know if he was smart or just a very efficient money maker.

There is people living in poor houses with a lot of money, white people, black people, a bit of everything. I guess my birthday contains just a sample of average people, but nevertheless, all of us are shaped by the same universe, the same cold winters, the same hot summers.

Last night i got an email from her, at the beggining i tough this was just another of those "I am your brother" spam mail, but no, it was a map, and in the map where all geographical informations on my record joined by a line. The map looked as a someone had drawn something very fast, for me it looked as a bird, altough some may think that i have a lot of imagination. But then, the mapped showed another set of points, all in red, and all of them were sorrounding my points joined by blue.

We were born in the same minute, the same day of the same day, as the record stops we had been living 25 years, 7 months and 3 days and 19 minutes exactly, and according to the map of red and blue lines, we were close all the time, but our lines never crossed.

She likes, as me, the water drops as they hang before falling, we like very much the sound of trams as they close the doors. We like the view of cables in german train stations, we write these things on email. We read it, and knowing that this does not appear in the database is a relief. These days people do not talk to other people, they are afraid of other people looks, afraid of the judgement of other people.

We have set up a meeting, we will meet and talk, i am nervous, it is almost the hour, it is just a few minutes away.

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The future

Small litle babys are the true time travelers that the science fiction writer had tough about. They are born into some world which will raise them, and then they will live in a different world than that they were born in. There is no machine, just time and the travel to the future that babies take us to.

I was born in 1975 when the cold war was at his peak, and now the world is completely different. My aim is to think about the future and make some predictions bout it. I will try, as an excercise, to write small pices about the near future, or to be more exact, about the problems the future may bring and about some of the problems we face today in another context which is the future.

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Wednesday, May 30, 2007

New Ideas

Along with the new ideas that are created every day, the other day we were discussing about the idea of making a teletransportation company. The idea is very good and regardless of weather this is possible or not, we started thinking about all physical and moral implications. We came on with few issues:
Given teletransportaion is reading the position and momentum of all the particles in a given boundary that is "you", then.
- The matrix could be sent by email and in the other place a "printer" should create a copy of your self in such place.
- The money is made by selling "ink"
- The same way as electronic files, talking about original and a copy is senseless.
- We have to convince the costumer that we should "recycle" him into "ink".
- The "original", becomes a "copy" once the mail reaches the destination.
- We need lawyers to kindly convince the "original" to "erase" him, or "recycle" the ink.
-Reading and writing should increase entropy, so where is the extra heat in the equation.
- A market for "photoshoping" business of the electronic version of the self could be opened. This is better to license rather than exploit. The philosophy is: We sell the ipod, lets other sell the complements...
-A money could be made even if the "scanner" and the "printer" is not yet done.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Una hija es un reloj

Si uno lo piensa con cuidado, una hija es como un reloj, te regalan un reloj o mas correctamente: Tu eres el regalado...

Preámbulo a las instrucciones para dar cuerda al reloj

Piensa en esto: cuando te regalan un reloj te regalan un pequeño infierno florido, una cadena de rosas, un calabozo de aire. No te dan solamente el reloj, que los cumplas muy felices y esperamos que te dure porque es de buena marca, suizo con áncora de rubíes; no te regalan solamente ese menudo picapedrero que te atarás a la muñeca y pasearás contigo. Te regalan -no lo saben, lo terrible es que no lo saben-, te regalan un nuevo pedazo frágil y precario de ti mismo, algo que es tuyo pero no es tu cuerpo, que hay que atar a tu cuerpo con su correa como un bracito desesperado colgándose de tu muñeca. Te regalan la necesidad de darle cuerda todos los días, la obligación de darle cuerda para que siga siendo un reloj; te regalan la obsesión de atender a la hora exacta en las vitrinas de las joyerías, en el anuncio por la radio, en el servicio telefónico. Te regalan el miedo de perderlo, de que te lo roben, de que se te caiga al suelo y se rompa. Te regalan su marca, y la seguridad de que es una marca mejor que las otras, te regalan la tendencia de comparar tu reloj con los demás relojes. No te regalan un reloj, tú eres el regalado, a ti te ofrecen para el cumpleaños del reloj.


Instrucciones para dar cuerda al reloj

Allá al fondo está la muerte, pero no tenga miedo. Sujete el reloj con una mano, tome con dos dedos la llave de la cuerda, remóntela suavemente. Ahora se abre otro plazo, los árboles despliegan sus hojas, las barcas corren regatas, el tiempo como un abanico se va llenando de sí mismo y de él brotan el aire, las brisas de la tierra, la sombra de una mujer, el perfume del pan.

¿Qué más quiere, qué más quiere? Átelo pronto a su muñeca, déjelo latir en libertad, imítelo anhelante. El miedo herrumbra las áncoras, cada cosa que pudo alcanzarse y fue olvidada va corroyendo las venas del reloj, gangrenando la fría sangre de sus rubíes. Y allá en el fondo está la muerte si no corremos y llegamos antes y comprendemos que ya no importa.

Julio Cortazar.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Stilgitz

1.- He is a good economist, won the nobel prize in 2001

2.- Nice interview with terrible sound recording


If Stiglitz could be consider as a hero, a very good villan would be
this guy

And of course, heroes and villans fight, THE confrontation here: