Note: I really need to put up more mammoth news without thinking I need to write a dissertation about each one. I have about twenty unfinished posts that fell prey to that impulse.
Here's a new mammoth find from San Diego.
In July, a work crew preparing the ground for a huge, one might even say mammoth, housing development started coming across big bones. California law requires construction projects that move large amounts of earth to have a paleontologist on site (he probably doubles as an archaeologist). Usually, with projects like this, someone is standing over the excavation tapping their foot moaning over the time being lost. In this case, the were able to move the work to another part of the project, which covers sixty acres. John Suster, the project superintendent, told the scientists "Take your time, this is kind of cool." Even Ure Kretowicz, the CEO of the development company, seems excited about it.
So far they've found mammoths, horses, turtles and an undetermined species of bison. The mammoths are Columbian mammoths; woollys didn't live that far south. Woollys and Columbians are siblings. Both are descended from the steppe mammoths that lived in Eurasia six million years ago. Before the ice ages, steppe mammoths colonized North America, just one of many imperialist intrusions from that direction.
Steppe mammoths were adapted temperate grasslands. As the northlands grew colder, they had plenty of room to move south in North America. They evolved to better fit the specific the local ecologies from the northern plains of the US to the Valley of Mexico around Mexico City. Since the first discovery of their remains in 1726, they've been given several names: Jefferson's mammoth, the imperial mammoth, and the Columbian mammoths. Some taxonomists have tried to use two or all three to describe stages in their evolution. The current preferred taxonomy is to merge all three into one species. (Dammit! I'm getting all dissertationy.)
Meanwhile, back in Eurasia, rather than moving south and adapting to warmer climates where they would have had to compete with already established proboscideans (elephants), old world steppe mammoths adapted to the gradually cooler conditions of the north, eventually becoming woolly mammoths. In fact, they were a key species in the creation of a unique arctic ecology, the mammoth steppe, Since they went extinct, that territory has all been colonized with Arctic tundra.
Steppe mammoths were the second largest known probiscidean, after the odd looking giant dienotherium. They were tall and long legged with, we assume, some hair. Columbian mammoths were somewhat smaller (coming in at third largest) and, we think, hairer. Woolly mammoths differed quite a bit from it's parents and siblings. Not only were they shorter and stockier, they had multiple specific adaptations to the cold north. Besides hair, they had two layers of wool. Their trunk had a different shape that allowed them to scoop snow, for water, and protected the naked top of the trunk. Most intersting, they had a different blood hemoglobin that bonded oxygen at lower temperatures. They also had something called an anus flap.
Aside from just showing off my knowledge, my point is that the Columbian mammoth is a distinct species easily distinguished from the woolly mammoth. Mastodons, despite some superficial resemblances, aren't even close. Quite a few mastodon relatives might have lived in that area, but, except for the somewhat familiar American mastodon, all of them were extinct by the time mammoths arrived.
Possibly the coolest thing about this discovery is that so many different species have been found. Individually, each of these animals is fairly well known. Taken together, we have a slice of an entire ecology. The owners of the property are being very patient about letting the scientists take their time examining the site. The deserve credit for that. Send those guys a cake.
Friday, September 04, 2015
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Some notes on translating
So far I've translated about 2000 pages out of ten languages that I don't speak. Here are my top three problems:
1. Though most of what I translate is technically in the modern form of these languages, the spelling isn't. If I actually spoke the languages, I could pronounce the words out loud and them figure out.
2. Some writers are overly flowery or just plain bad stylists. This often defeats the available grammar of my translation programs leaving me to bludgeon my way through in short phrases or even word-by-word.
3. Actual typos in the source material. I figure out the grammar part and start entering every possible variation I can into various dictionaries and none of them is a word. Finally, I realize they weren't minding their P's and Q's and everything is fine.
Bonus observation: About three years ago I noticed something odd about the way the long and short S was used in some documents. There two sets rules for their use. The difference centers on when to use the short S. In some pieces they would be using one set of rules and suddenly shift to a different set. At first I thought they didn't have enough pieces of long S type to do some sheets and shifted over to the rules that allowed more short S's for those sheets. Just last week I finally figured out what was really going on. I was reading a monthly journal that probably needed to be assembled and printed fairly quickly. The printer was a fairly large house and must have had more than one typesetter working in the shop with some of them using one set of rules and some using the other.
I'm writing this to avoid working on a Latin document that is rife with sin #2. Get back to work, John.
1. Though most of what I translate is technically in the modern form of these languages, the spelling isn't. If I actually spoke the languages, I could pronounce the words out loud and them figure out.
2. Some writers are overly flowery or just plain bad stylists. This often defeats the available grammar of my translation programs leaving me to bludgeon my way through in short phrases or even word-by-word.
3. Actual typos in the source material. I figure out the grammar part and start entering every possible variation I can into various dictionaries and none of them is a word. Finally, I realize they weren't minding their P's and Q's and everything is fine.
Bonus observation: About three years ago I noticed something odd about the way the long and short S was used in some documents. There two sets rules for their use. The difference centers on when to use the short S. In some pieces they would be using one set of rules and suddenly shift to a different set. At first I thought they didn't have enough pieces of long S type to do some sheets and shifted over to the rules that allowed more short S's for those sheets. Just last week I finally figured out what was really going on. I was reading a monthly journal that probably needed to be assembled and printed fairly quickly. The printer was a fairly large house and must have had more than one typesetter working in the shop with some of them using one set of rules and some using the other.
I'm writing this to avoid working on a Latin document that is rife with sin #2. Get back to work, John.
Monday, August 24, 2015
A tale of two skulls
In early December 1695, a
group of workmen were excavating some fine white sand from a quarry
between the villages of Burgtonna and Gräfentonna, in Thuringia. The
sand was valuable in a number of crafts, including filling
hourglasses, so the workers were careful in their excavations. You
probably know what happened next. They uncovered “some awful big
bones” and sent word to the castle to find out what to do with
them. Luckily for us, the lord of the land, Duke Fredrick II of
Saxe-Gotha-Altenburg, was an enlightened despot who was both a patron
of the arts and sciences and an avid collector. More than simply
ordering the workmen to save the bones for his collections, he had
them leave the bones in place and slowly uncover them. This modern
style excavation would be an under-appreciated milestone in the
development of paleontology.
What the diggers
discovered that day were a pair of feet and lower legs pointing
northward. The feet had five toes and short ankle bones. The
spectators thought they looked more like human feet than any animal
they knew. At that point, the weather turned nasty and the excavation
was halted until after the new year. In January, the work resumed.
Over a period of about two weeks, they uncovered the upper legs,
pelvis, a complete vertebral column with ribs, the upper limbs with
five digit hands or feet, and... a “hideous head” unlike anything
anyone had ever seen. To one side of the top of the skull were two
enormous, curved pieces of what appeared to be ivory. With the entire
skeleton nicely uncovered, the Duke made a special trip from Gotha on
January 23 to view it, bringing along a large retinue that included a
number of doctors from the university and his personal librarian.
The doctors, led by Johann
Christoph Schnetter, and the librarian, Wilhelm Ernst Tentzel, all
had a good laugh over the silly peasants who had thought the bones
were those of a giant. Although that would have been preferred
explanation of many educated men earlier in the century, very few
still believed that there had ever been giants other than the few
individuals named in the Bible. While the doctors and Tentzel agreed
on what the bones were not, they passionately disagreed about what
they were. Schnetter and the doctors believed they were the natural
formations that merely looked like bones while Tentzel believed that
they were the remains of a real elephant. Duke Fredrick chose not to
take sides. He ordered the doctors and Tentzel to each submit a brief
summarizing their arguments.
Today, most people would
look at the bones and say "any idiot can see that those are
fossils of some kind of elephant." Most would probably pick a
mammoth for that type of elephant. But, in the Seventeenth Century,
idiots and educated alike had only the vaguest idea what an elephant
looked like and even less idea what its skeleton looked like. The
educated were aware that the lack of data for comparative anatomy was
a problem, but there was nothing they could do about it. There
weren't enough elephants to go around.
Between the end of the
Roman Empire and the beginning of the Renaissance, we have records of
exactly two elephants appearing in European Christendom. One belonged
to Charlemagne and the other to Henry III of England. This began to
change during the Sixteenth Century. After the Portuguese reached
India by going around Africa, they began bringing back elephants that
various Indian kings sent as gifts to their king. Manuel I sent one
of those elephants named Hanno to Pope Leo X. The elephant died soon
after. When Leo died he was buried with his elephant. The Portuguese
kings sent least four others to their fellow monarchs during that
century. In the Seventeenth Century, elephants were still rare, but
the owners began sending them on tours, both to show off their wealth
and to educate the population. Two elephants in particular influenced
the debate between the doctors and Tentzel.
The first was named
Hansken. After the Dutch East India Company beat the Portuguese out
of the India trade, one of their agents acquired a young female
elephant in Ceylon in 1637. Once in Europe, her owners taught her
some tricks and and sent her on a tour of the continent where she
performed before audiences in an approximation of modern circus acts.
After eighteen years on the road, she injured her foot in Italy,
developed an infection, and died in Florence on November 9, 1655. A
special mass was written for her. Grand Duke Ferdinando II was
obsessed with the new sciences and had most of the good parts of
Hansken removed before burying her. He had the skeleton mounted as
accurately as possible and had her skin stuffed with straw for his
collection.
Hansken, by Rembrandt. The British Museum.
There is no name recorded
for the second elephant. In June of 1681, a showman named Wilkins
brought an elephant to Dublin, Ireland and set up a booth near the
Custom House to show it. Early on the morning of Friday the
seventeenth, the booth caught fire and the poor creature was killed
before Wilkins could bring it to safety. Wilkins realized there was
still money to be made from his elephant if he could salvage the
skeleton and continue his tour displaying it. He arranged for a troop
of musketeers to be sent over to guard the corpse from souvenir
seekers while he set out to hire as many butchers as he could to
clean the bones before the smell became a public nuisance.
Late in the day, a doctor
named Alan Mullen heard about the elephant and rushed over to
negotiate with Wilkins. Mullen wanted to have an orderly dissection
with artists ready to make renderings of each part. Wilkins was
willing to let Mullen direct the work of the butchers, but insisted
they finish it in one day and dispose of the smelly parts before
Sunday when they would not be allowed to work. Mullen ordered the
butchers to start working immediately. They worked through the night
and through Saturday, completing the work before the Sunday deadline.
Mullen wrote up
descriptions and measurements of the elephant’s parts and sent an
account to Will Petty of the Royal Philosophical Society in London.
His examination was far superior to anything that been published in
Europe (in India, veterinary treatises on elephants had been
available for centuries). Petty had Mullen’s letter published as a
pamphlet. In the forty-two pages Mullen describes all of the major
organs and some of the muscle groups, but gives surprising little
space to the bones. This lack is made for by a trifold diagram of the
reconstructed skeleton, which Wilkins had managed to assemble and
take back on the road, and a separate drawing of the skull.
Mr. Wilkins' elephant. Falvey Memorial Library.
The Gotha doctors' belief
that the bones were natural mineral occurrences and not organic
remains was a peculiarly European idea. In most of the rest of the
world, people had very little problem believing that unfamiliar old
bones, even petrified and damaged ones, were organic remains.
Renaissance Europeans had a tradition, derived from Neoplatonic
philosophy, of a certain "power" in nature that allowed
spontaneous generation. Things might grow based on no visible cause.
Flies grow from poop, small pebbles appear in peoples' kidneys,
Scottish geese grow out of driftwood, and, as even we moderns know, a
crop of rocks grows in our gardens every winter. Another tradition,
derived from a number of philosophic sources, held that certain other
"powers" could give shape to growing things. This is why a
piece of agate might have a landscape in it, another might have an
image of the Virgin Mother in it, and other stones might be shaped
like bones.
The doctors organized
their arguments, Schnetter wrote them up, and they had them published
and distributed to great thinkers around Europe by St. Valentine's
day. The entire pamphlet is seven pages long and a sizable chunk of
it is dedicated to describing the discovery. They spend very little
space laying out the argument itself. They assume that most of their
audience is already familiar with the basic elements of it. The
largest part of the pamphlet is dedicated to citing contemporary
thinkers who might agree with them. Between these two parts, they
make a preemptive strike against Tentzel by explaining why the
supposed bones could not be an elephant. One point is that, while the
bones are not scattered, they are somewhat disarticulated. Each bone
is separated from the next by at least the thickness of a hand. A
second point is that the tusks appear to be hollow, not solid ivory.
What appears to be the most damning point is that the skull looks
nothing like an elephant. Why are the tusks up by the eyes and not by
the mouth where everyone knows they should be?
Tentzel wrote a short
response, which he submitted directly to the Duke (it still exists in
the Gotha archives, but I haven't seen it). He took more time writing
a full statement of his case and, by taking more time, was able to
prepare a full rebuttal to the doctor's argument. He had a special
advantage in preparing his case. As curator of the Duke' collections,
he had access to fossils and other curiosities that he could compare
with the bones. He had the bones themselves; the Duke had had him
collect as many of the remains as he could. By taking more time he
was able to interview the diggers and other witnesses to excavation.
And he had Mullen's pamphlet with its detailed drawings of the
skeleton and skull.
Tentzel's public
presentation appeared in the April issue of a journal that he wrote
every month called Monatliche Unterredungen einiger guten Freunde von
Allerhand Büchern (Monthly Conversations between Good Friends about
All Kinds of Books). It runs 108 pages with an illustration of the
skull. After a detailed description of the discovery, the fictional
friends of the title take sides. Caecilius and Passagirer take
Tentzel's position and Aurelius and Didius defend the doctors”.
Naturally, most of the space is given to the former.
Tentzel's skull. Monatliche Unterredungen... April 1696.
Mullen's pamphlet is
liberally quoted to show that the Tonna bones have the same
proportions as the Dublin ones. Tentzel admits that there is a
problem here; his elephant is twice as big as the Dublin one. He has
an answer to that problem. Among the observers he interviewed was a
Dutch sailor who had spent many years in India. The sailor informed
him that elephants keep growing. By the size of the tusks, he
estimated that the Tonna elephant must have been at least 200 years
old. Caecilius and Passagirer describe many other recent discoveries
of large bones and ivory described by reputable witnesses. When
Aurelius and Didius get their turn, to Tentzel's credit, they give an
accurate summary of the doctor's position rather than a parody of it.
They still lose the debate.
Along with his summary of
Mullen's pamphlet, Tentzel mentions Hansken and says he is writing to
some illustrious colleagues in Italy to get accurate measurements of
it. In July, he published a long letter in Latin to Antonio
Magliabechi, the personal librarian to Cardinal Leopoldo de Medici,
the brother of Grand Duke Ferdinando. Magliabechi was one of the
major figures of the Republic of Letters during that generation and
widely renowned for his disgusting personal hygiene. In his letter,
Tentzel repeated most what he had written in Monatliche
Unterredungen, leaving out the literary floutishes and defense of the
doctors' position. Magliabechi and his Italian peers enthusiastically
endorsed Tentzel's conclusions and sent the detailed information he
requested. Italian scholars, as opposed to those north of the Alps,
had no trouble accepting the presence of elephants on their lands.
First, there were the war elephants of Pyrrus and Hannibal. Later,
there were the many elephants brought by the Romans to be slaughtered
in the circuses for entertainment. Magliabechi and several others
wrote their own pamphlets and letters to journals.
As Northwestern Europeans
began to accept the presence of elephants on their lands, the
discoveries of Italian scholars were frequently cited to make the
idea easier to accept. However, in the long run this delayed the
acceptance of the idea of other, extinct, elephant-like species.
Tentzel had his own cautious approach to the responses of his Italian
correspondents. He was glad to have their endorsement for his
conclusion that the remains were elephantine in nature. However, he
distanced himself from the idea that the remains came from historical
times. In his Monatliche Unterredungen, piece, he had Caecilius and
Passagirer carefully go over various historical arguments and reject
them. This could not be Charlemagne's elephant because it died in
Northern Germany. This could not have been an elephant of Attila's
because he moved to fast to have used elephants. It could not have
belonged to some unknown merchant or returning crusader because no
one would have abandoned something as valuable as the tusks. The very
location of the tusks argued against human agency. Tentzel pointed
out that the clear layering of strata above the remains showed that
the ground had never been disrupted by human action.
Tentzel's arguments appear
quite modern up to this point. His conclusion will appear less so to
most contemporary readers. Tentzel was quite firm in arguing that the
position of the remains was proof of the Noachian Deluge. This was a
special interest of his ans a topic he regularly returned to in
Monatliche Unterredungen. It's possible that his main interest in the
boned was that he saw them as proof of the Deluge. To him, the
northward orientation of the skeleton showed that it had drifted up
from the south. The neat layering of the strata above it was the sort
of deposition he expected from the receding flood waters.
Tentzel's argument that
the bones were the actual organic remains of an elephant had an
additional strength. As scientific communication moved from letters,
however widely distributed, to printed journals, with much wider
distribution, illustrations became much more important and accurate.
Perhaps the most important parts of Mullen's pamphlet were the
illustrations. Only a small number of living scholars had seen a live
elephant and only a very tiny number had seen a skeleton. Tentzel
took very conscious advantage of the importance of Mullen's skull
illustration.
The skull of Mr. Wilkins'
elephant. Falvey Memorial Library.
It took me a few looks to
understand this illustration. Why do the tusks look so short compared
to the profile? What's with that little hook at the end? I went back
to my sources on elephant dentition (it's a surprisingly complex topic.
Some day I'll write about it. I'm not sure how much the book needs).
My first thought was that it was the tusk core, but that's soft
tissue, not bone and, in any case, it doesn't have that hook at the
end. Then it occurred to me, we're looking at the tusks from the
tips. Most illustrations would tilt the skull to emphasize their
length. Mullen already showed their length in the full skeleton
profile. The tusks curve forward from the skull. A front-on view of
the skull dramatically reduces the apparent length of the tusks.
Tentzel's illustration
shows the same apparent shortness. By his own measurements, the tusks
should be longer that the skull. To emphasize the similarity with
Mullen's illustration, he portrayed his skull with the same
orientation. It lacked the drama that tipping the skull forward and
showing of the tusks would have had, but it strengthened his larger
argument that the Tonna remains were those of an elephant.
The majority of scholars
agreed with Tentzel about the remains being elephants though a
significant minority sided with a doctors. A small minority still
held out for giants. The great majority also agreed about the Deluge
being the cause of their deposition, though a small number had begun
to doubt the historical reality of a global flood. It would be
another century before they became a narrow majority.
The Tonna elephant would
be cited by proto-paleontologists for decades but their significance
would evolve over time. At first they were nothing more than an
argument for the organic nature of fossils. Later, as the debate over
mammoths developed, they would become an argument for the idea that
elephants had once lived far north of the tropics. Next, they would
be cited as a mammoth, rather than an elephant.
The remains are probably
gone now. If any parts are still in the Gotha collections, they are
no longer identified as such. That doesn't mean we can't identify the
species. In recent years, paleontologists have returned to the Tonna
quarries and worked the layer of white sand. They have dated it to
the late Eemian, the warmest period before the last ice age. The most
common proboscidean in that strata is the straight-tusked elephant
(Palaeoloxodon antiquus). This species was first identified in 1847.
It had a fairly wide range across Europe. Some of them wandered into
Sicily when the seas were low during the glacial maxima. There,
constrained by the limited resources of an island, they underwent a
process of dwarfing, eventually becoming Elephas mnaidriensis, the
cyclops skeletons I wrote about a few weeks ago.
Tentzel only published
Monatliche Unterredungen for one more year after his treatment of the
Tonna remains. The following January, he wrote a shorter piece
quoting the responses he had received from Italy. At the turn of the
century, he moved on to a new job with King of Saxony and briefly
published a new journal. During that time a second skeleton was found
at Tonna and he and Schnetter went at it one more time, but neither
added anything new to their arguments. The job with the King of
Saxony didn't work out and Tentzel died in poverty. Despite his
relevance during the next century, he has largely been relegated to
footnote status since. This appears to changing. He's had some
attention lately for his role as a science communicator. I'm doing my
best to see that he gets some attention for his science as well.
Thursday, August 20, 2015
Please help Tessa and Marlowe
This is a plea to save my
ex from a financial death spiral. The short, short, short version is
that she needs about $3500 by the end of next week or she loses both
her car and her apartment.
Tessa lost her job soon
after the crash in 2008 and hasn't had a permanent job since then.
For a while, we tried to build a home business around soaps, lotions,
and scents that she made, but that never did more than break even.
She's an experienced technical writer and has been able to get short
contract gigs from time to time, but nowhere close to enough to live
on. When we split up, we divided what equity were able to get from
the house, but that didn't last very long. By last year, she was
pretty much completely broke. The one bright spot was that she was
enrolled in a computer programming course under a state program that
came with a modest living stipend. She was doing very well in the
courses and it looked things were finally bottoming out for her. Then
WellsFargo seized her stipend.
Like many people in her
position, she had been juggling her bills, sometimes having to choose
which bills would be paid that month and which would be skipped. She
closed the bank account from her business so that the card wouldn't
be a temptation. And she talked to their support people and thought
she had a verbal agreement to pay what she could, when she could.
They didn't remember it that way. After a few late and missed
payments, they called the whole amount due. A few months ago, when
her quarterly living stipend was deposited, they simply drained her
personal account. This is completely legal in the state of
Washington. Her rent check bounced and she didn't have any money for
groceries. This is why people hate banks.
When I found out about it,
I set up a GoFundMe account for her. Thanks to some very kind people,
we were able to cover about half of what she lost, the rent was paid,
and she was able to finish out the quarter. She graduated with flying
colors and glowing recommendations. But, that means the
stipends have stopped. She's had some short contract jobs and
unrelated office temp jobs, but not enough to keep her from falling
further behind. Her roommate doesn't make enough to cover both of
their bills. Last week, her car was repossessed and her current temp
job is in another town.
The world is full of these
stories. There's nothing that makes hers stand out from the crowd.
She's not a veteran. No one is forcing her to bake a cake. She's not
a cute kid with a horrible disease. Its not tied to popular culture
like a Tesla museum or new card game. I can't offer clever tee shirts
or fun prizes for donations. She's just another person who made some
mistakes and had far too many bad breaks. If it helps to make her
story more personal, here's picture of her cat.
I restarted the GoFundMe
account. There are more details of her fight with the bank there if
you're interested. We've made a couple hundred dollars this week. If
she already wasn't so far behind, that much each week would be enough
to get her by. But now her bills are being called due again. I would
completely cover her bills if I could, but I'm already homeless. At
this point in her life, she should be looking forward to retirement,
instead, she's staring into the void.
If you can, please donate.
If you can't, please share her story. Thanks.
Sunday, August 02, 2015
Flaming plagiarism from the skies!
I haven't done a good plagiarism story in a long time.
For the last couple of months, conspiracy and prophecy nuts have been fixated on mid-September as the time when something big is going to happen. They don't agree on the details, but a giant comet or asteroid hitting the earth has emerged as the favorite. Hunt online and you'll find dozens of blog posts and YouTube videos screaming that NASA has confirmed that a 2.5 mile-wide something is going to splash down into the Caribbean. And, as with the Mayan calendar and/or Niburu nonsense, NASA has finally had to issue a stop-being-silly press release.
I read the story about the press release in the British tabloid The Daily Mail. Toward the end of the short article, they linked to Huffington Post UK for details on one element of the conspiracy theory. I clicked through and found a slightly longer version of the same article. The first few sentences were so similar that I went back to the Mail to to see if they were both by the same writer. They're not. The HuffPo version is by Sara C. Nelson, the Mail version by Ellie Zolfagharifard. According to the timestamps, the HuffPo version went up thirteen hours earlier than the Mail version.
Take a look:
HuffPo: A gargantuan asteroid is hurtling towards Earth, with enough power to wipe out life as we know it.
The Mail: A massive asteroid is on a collision course with Earth, and it is large enough to spell the end of humanity.
HuffPo: That’s the belief of an online community of biblical theorists who predict our collective demise will occur between 22 – 28 September 2015.
The Mail: This is the radical claim of an online community of biblical theorists who say that life as we know it will be wiped out between 22 to 28 September this year.
HuffPo: Though sources are dubious, chatter about the impending end of life as we know it has prompted Nasa to speak up.
The Mail: Despite their lack of credentials, the popularity of the prediction has now forced Nasa to speak up, dismissing the theory as unfounded.
HuffPo: Other similarly questionable sources cite a meeting between French foreign minister Laurent Fabius and US Secretary of State John Kerry in May 2014 as being further evidence the Rapture is approaching.
The Mail: Some cite a meeting between French foreign minister Laurent Fabius and US Secretary of State John Kerry in May 2014 is further evidence the Rapture is approaching, according to the Huffington Post.
HuffPo: At odds with talk of the Rapture, however, is the theory that the asteroid isn’t going to get us – but the CERN Large Hadron Collider will.
The Mail: Others have even predicted the events will be started by Cern's Large Hadron Collider.
HuffPo: One blogger points out: “The CERN logo is 666, the sign of the beast in a circle.”
The Mail: One blogger, said: 'The Cern logo is 666, the sign of the beast in a circle. The Cern collider looks like the all seeing eye or stargate we see so much of.'
I don't know the peculiarities of British news publishing or whether HuffPo and the Mail have some kind of arrangement that makes this possible, but, from my seat, it looks like a big steaming mess of plagiarism seasoned with a generous dose of chutzpah.
For the last couple of months, conspiracy and prophecy nuts have been fixated on mid-September as the time when something big is going to happen. They don't agree on the details, but a giant comet or asteroid hitting the earth has emerged as the favorite. Hunt online and you'll find dozens of blog posts and YouTube videos screaming that NASA has confirmed that a 2.5 mile-wide something is going to splash down into the Caribbean. And, as with the Mayan calendar and/or Niburu nonsense, NASA has finally had to issue a stop-being-silly press release.
I read the story about the press release in the British tabloid The Daily Mail. Toward the end of the short article, they linked to Huffington Post UK for details on one element of the conspiracy theory. I clicked through and found a slightly longer version of the same article. The first few sentences were so similar that I went back to the Mail to to see if they were both by the same writer. They're not. The HuffPo version is by Sara C. Nelson, the Mail version by Ellie Zolfagharifard. According to the timestamps, the HuffPo version went up thirteen hours earlier than the Mail version.
Take a look:
HuffPo: A gargantuan asteroid is hurtling towards Earth, with enough power to wipe out life as we know it.
The Mail: A massive asteroid is on a collision course with Earth, and it is large enough to spell the end of humanity.
HuffPo: That’s the belief of an online community of biblical theorists who predict our collective demise will occur between 22 – 28 September 2015.
The Mail: This is the radical claim of an online community of biblical theorists who say that life as we know it will be wiped out between 22 to 28 September this year.
HuffPo: Though sources are dubious, chatter about the impending end of life as we know it has prompted Nasa to speak up.
The Mail: Despite their lack of credentials, the popularity of the prediction has now forced Nasa to speak up, dismissing the theory as unfounded.
HuffPo: Other similarly questionable sources cite a meeting between French foreign minister Laurent Fabius and US Secretary of State John Kerry in May 2014 as being further evidence the Rapture is approaching.
The Mail: Some cite a meeting between French foreign minister Laurent Fabius and US Secretary of State John Kerry in May 2014 is further evidence the Rapture is approaching, according to the Huffington Post.
HuffPo: At odds with talk of the Rapture, however, is the theory that the asteroid isn’t going to get us – but the CERN Large Hadron Collider will.
The Mail: Others have even predicted the events will be started by Cern's Large Hadron Collider.
HuffPo: One blogger points out: “The CERN logo is 666, the sign of the beast in a circle.”
The Mail: One blogger, said: 'The Cern logo is 666, the sign of the beast in a circle. The Cern collider looks like the all seeing eye or stargate we see so much of.'
I don't know the peculiarities of British news publishing or whether HuffPo and the Mail have some kind of arrangement that makes this possible, but, from my seat, it looks like a big steaming mess of plagiarism seasoned with a generous dose of chutzpah.
Labels:
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Thursday, July 30, 2015
The female James Bond
In comments on a friend's Facebook status, I brought up the question of "Favorite Bond?" The topic wasn't Bond, it was dumb e-dating questions.
He responded "Uma Thurman hasn't been given the role yet." My first thought was to say Idris Elba will be Bond before a woman (and I very much like the idea of Idris Elba as Bond). Then my mind did a quick ricochet off of "what would a female Bond be like?" and decided there cannot be a female Bond. James Bond is a misogynistic womanizer. Once you remove that, you've created a different character. It would be silly to call her Bond. So, which woman in spy literature is strong enough to be a female Bond?
Meanwhile, my fingers pointed out that Uma Thurman already has played a stylish spy: Emma Peel. We both paused a moment to drool over the memory of Diana Rigg's Emma Peel. As that reverie began to fade and various threads of thought I was having began to come together (including the realization that my mustache smelled like teriyaki, though this was not part following Hegelian synthesis), I thought, "Emma Peel!"
In The Avengers, Emma Peel and John Steed were partners, but neither was fully dependent on the other. Steed was clearly older and probably her mentor. There was no deep emotional bond (no pun intended) beyond than that held by any team members who must depend on each other for their safety*. This theory is supported by the fact that Rigg's Peel replaced Honor Blackman as Catherine Gale and was followed by Linda Thorson as Tara King and, in The New Avengers by Joanna Lumley as Purdey.
Where did Peel go? The only version I ever saw was the Rigg/Peel so I have no idea if they ever explained that. I'm assuming they didn't. If they did, we're going to ignore it. Let's assume, as a well trained agent, she went off on solo missions. There's your female Bond.
Let's cast the first of movie of the Emma Peel franchise. Obviously, casting Peel is at the top of the list, but we need to cast other recurring characters, villains, and so on.
* Diana Riggs agrees with this interpretation, the late Patrick Macnee did not. His interpretation amounted to "Well, look at her!!!" I will leave a modern feminist analysis of that to you, dear reader. Keep in mind he just died. So cut him some slack.
He responded "Uma Thurman hasn't been given the role yet." My first thought was to say Idris Elba will be Bond before a woman (and I very much like the idea of Idris Elba as Bond). Then my mind did a quick ricochet off of "what would a female Bond be like?" and decided there cannot be a female Bond. James Bond is a misogynistic womanizer. Once you remove that, you've created a different character. It would be silly to call her Bond. So, which woman in spy literature is strong enough to be a female Bond?
Meanwhile, my fingers pointed out that Uma Thurman already has played a stylish spy: Emma Peel. We both paused a moment to drool over the memory of Diana Rigg's Emma Peel. As that reverie began to fade and various threads of thought I was having began to come together (including the realization that my mustache smelled like teriyaki, though this was not part following Hegelian synthesis), I thought, "Emma Peel!"
In The Avengers, Emma Peel and John Steed were partners, but neither was fully dependent on the other. Steed was clearly older and probably her mentor. There was no deep emotional bond (no pun intended) beyond than that held by any team members who must depend on each other for their safety*. This theory is supported by the fact that Rigg's Peel replaced Honor Blackman as Catherine Gale and was followed by Linda Thorson as Tara King and, in The New Avengers by Joanna Lumley as Purdey.
Where did Peel go? The only version I ever saw was the Rigg/Peel so I have no idea if they ever explained that. I'm assuming they didn't. If they did, we're going to ignore it. Let's assume, as a well trained agent, she went off on solo missions. There's your female Bond.
Let's cast the first of movie of the Emma Peel franchise. Obviously, casting Peel is at the top of the list, but we need to cast other recurring characters, villains, and so on.
* Diana Riggs agrees with this interpretation, the late Patrick Macnee did not. His interpretation amounted to "Well, look at her!!!" I will leave a modern feminist analysis of that to you, dear reader. Keep in mind he just died. So cut him some slack.
Saturday, July 25, 2015
The mammoths of Niederweningen
During the summer of 1890,
a work crew employed by the Swiss Northeastern Railway labored to
extend a short spur up a valley from Zurich to the far side of the
tiny hamlet of Niederweningen. As they approached their goal in July,
they found convenient a layer of gravel on the south side of the
tracks. The layer of gravel was nothing surprising. Switzerland was
well processed during the ice ages and strata of glacial till were
common in the valleys. What was surprising was the bones they found
beneath it.
Unlike many stories I've
told here, there was no mystery about the bones. By 1890, the ice
age, extinction, and Pleistocene giants were completely accepted by
European intellectuals. The workers, or at least their supervisors,
knew the bones were something special that needed to be preserved.
The railroad might even have had a formal policy about such things.
They carefully collected each bone and took it to the local inn for
storage. By the beginning of August, it was clear that there were a
lot of bones there. The minister of the church in nearby Dielsdorf,
Pastor Schluep (I can't find his first name), sent a telegram to the
president of the Zurich Antiquarian Society telling him about the
find.
The telegram arrived
on August 2, a Saturday. Before the day was over, Arnold Lang was in
Niederweningen eager to examine the site. As soon as business opened
on Monday, he met with local authorities and the management of the
railway and arranged formal permission to examine the site. In a mere
two weeks he organized an conducted a full excavation of the site.
During that time he not only collected bones, he brought in experts
to examine the geological situation and botanical remains associated
with the bones. In his account, he spends more words thanking the the
people who helped him than in describing the actual work—something
that is personally classy but frustrating to later historians and
paleontologists. The following year Lang organized a second formal
excavation. Remarkably, with all time he had to plan, they found
little to add to his first, tiny, improvised season.
Lang thought mammoths were
the most important part of the find. In his 1892 article, he cited
mammoths in his title. The description of the find was buried deep
within a historical essay on mammoth discoveries. Lang writes that
they identified bones from six individual mammoths (modern
paleontologists say seven), one so small he thought it might be a
fetus. There were also bones from wolves, horses, birds, rodents, and
a woolly rhinoceros that Lang calls "the constant companion of
the extinct mammoths."
Herr Dreyer, one of the
experts Lang recruited, used bones from all the adult mammoths to
assemble a composite skeleton which was mounted and displayed in the
zoology museum at the University of Zurich. Lang's drawing shows
something remarkable about Dreyer's preparation. He put the tusks on
the wrong sides. This wasn't a personal quirk of his; many
paleontologists thought that was the proper mounting. Look carefully
at some of the artwork from the time. Though mammoths are usually
shown in profile, if you study the shading you'll see that the
artists were portraying outward facing tusks. Unfortunately, art
directors, even at scientific magazines, still use these
illustrations. This is something of a pet peeve of mine.
The Niederweningen mammoth of
1892 (source)
The paleontologists and
artists of the time labored under a certain disadvantage with respect
to mammoths. No one had ever recovered a skull with the tusks still
attached. In Siberia, where most mammoth remains were found, the
finders were allowed to take and sell the ivory before notifying the
authorities. And most of them preferred not to tell the authorities
at all. In Europe, skulls didn't have a very good survival rate. The
skulls of elephants and mammoths are very fragile. Though they look
solid, they are actually made of of thin plates of bone honeycombed
with sinuses. This makes them lighter. When the skulls were dug from
the ground by farmers and railroad laborers, they frequently fell
apart before scientists could arrive to examine them.
But, given all the
possible arrangements, why did they choose one that looks so patently
absurd to us? To be fair, they didn't all believe that. The proper
placement was, as we say, controversial. Several placements had been
suggested. By the 1890s, quite a few had come around to the right
placement. At the root of it all was a conceptual problem. Western
naturalists believed that all horns, antlers, fangs, and tusks had to
be functional weapons. A moose's antlers might be over-engineered
because the ladies love a good rack, but, in the end, they still need
to be able to give a good thrashing to any challengers. The French
word for an elephant's tusks is "défenses." In fact,
modern elephants don't stab with their tusks; they swing sideways and
hit with them.
Another argument was that
the final inward curve of an old mammoth's tusks would have blocked
their vision. The growth of an a mammoth's tusks begins downward and
outward. They then curve forward and the outward growth ceases. By
the time they seriously curve upward, they also begin to curve
inward. In some old bulls, the tips actually cross in front of their
faces. And that was the problem. Some naturalists, who weren't that
familiar with elephant anatomy, thought this would dangerously
obstruct their vision. However, an elephants eyes are not on the
front of their skull. Like most herbivores, their eyes are on the
side. The line of sight that these naturalists thought would be
obstructed was already a blind spot for mammoths. Still, I am charmed
by the image of old, cross-eyed mammoths staggering around the tundra
supported by their woolly rhinoceros buddies.
During the 2003 and 2004
excavation seasons, new digs were conducted in Niederweningen. One of
them was conducted at the same site as the 1890-1 dig. Like Lang, the
organizers of these digs included botanists and geologists in their
teams. They also took advantage of cores drilled during the eighties
that revealed the geologic strata down to the bedrock twenty meters
below the village. What they discovered was that the ice age before
the most recent one scoured the valley clean. During the last glacial
maximum, the ice didn't reach the future site of Niederweningen. For
over 130,000 years, the valley has been home to alternating lakes and
peat bogs.
Lang reported that the
mammoths and other bones were discovered just beneath the gravel that
the railroad desired and on top of a layer of peat. His geologists
dug through the peat to reveal a layer of clay and silt—lake
sediment—below it. Modern geologists interpret the gravel as
glacial till washed down from the surrounding mountains at the end of
the last ice age. The date the transition from peat bog to alluvial
plain is uncertain. There is evidence of some erosion just above the
boundary. The bones have been dated to 33-34 thousand years old while
the peat just below it is six to eight thousand years older. Lang
found some pits in the peat that he thought might have been mammoth
footprints. Of they were, they weren't from any of the mammoths he
found.
Dreyer's composite
skeleton is still in Zurich (they have since fixed the tusks). Many
of the other bones, including the woolly rhinoceros and the baby
mammoth remained in Niederweningen. The 2004 dig discovered over half
of a mammoth including the jaw, tusks, most of the limb bones, and
part of the pelvis. The good citizens of Niederweningen promptly
built a museum for their new mammoth. Due to the richness of the
site, there will certainly be future digs there. I look forward to
hearing about them.
The new
Niederweningen
mammoth (source)
Labels:
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Friday, July 24, 2015
I'm the best and why that sucks
Well, that was anticlimactic. At 3:00 I was sitting in my cubicle making progress writing something that fixed a bit of text I had been very unsatisfied with. The woman I reported to came by to thank me for my excellent work and say goodbye. I was more than a little shocked. After staring at her for a few weeks while I tried to find some way other than the obvious one to interpret what she was saying, I finally said "am I done?" She said yes, she thought that all the details been taken care of and I knew I was done. This was supposed to be a six to eight week job and today was the end of week three.
I filled out my last timesheet, cleaned up my corner, and went through my document, filling in placeholders with clear notes on what I had planned to put there. I wrote to the agency telling them what had happened and asking them what I should do next. Then I turned everything off, put on my hat, and started walking home.
About halfway there--after stopping to tell the police about a couple of people I had passed arguing over a gun--my phone rang and I dipped into a parking lot to take the call. As I expected, it was the person at the agency who had hired me. She apologized and said she had sent me an email yesterday morning, explaining the situation, but apparently it bounced off their servers. This is almost certainly true. When I filled out my timesheet, I tried to mail it to myself from the scanner and found I no longer had an email account at the place I was working. Looking over the last few days, I saw the the only emails I had received yesterday and today were company-wide reports and announcements.
So, what happened? It seems I'm just so good at what I do that I finished eight weeks of work in three. The client looked over my work on Wednesday and thought it looked so close to what they had been expecting that they figured I was winding things up. They called the agency and told them to close out the contract. In fact, I figured I was going to finish it next week and was hoping they would find other projects for me work on for the other four weeks.
There's a political lesson to be learned from this. Many people think (or, from what they say and advocate, appear to think) that the unemployed are just lazy. Or that unemployment is caused by greedy unions--and laziness. Or that unemployment is caused by undocumented immigrants--and laziness. Or that unemployment is caused by crafty foreigners--and laziness. In any case, the unemployed are contemptible and deserve no compassion or help--or help qualified by humiliation. The unspoken part of this belief is that the reason enemployment goes up must be because millions of gainfully employed American workers suddenly get lazy, quit their jobs, and refuse to go back to work.
Even if every part of that is true (and it's not), it's only half of the story. We could achieve full employment and be begging for foreigners to come work here if were weren't so damn productive. American workers put in more hours per year than any other developed country, with the exception of South Korea. As for productivity during those hours, we're number three (South Korea is near the bottom of that list). Those two statistics combined make us the most productive workers in the developed world. You can pick different bench marks and crunch the numbers in different ways, but you'll still find out that we're very good. You'd have to work really hard, and hate America, to give us an even moderately bad rating.
Since 1980, American productivity has risen about eighty percent while pay has risen about ten percent. If the wealth created by that productivity isn't going to the people who did the creating, where is it going? I can't say, because that would be engaging in class warfare.
Jeb Bush, a multi-millionaire who has done squat to create wealth or jobs for anyone outside his immediate family and friends, says American workers need to be more productive. Let's give him the benefit of the doubt on the "work more hours" part of that comment and focus on the "be more productive" part. Why should we be more productive? None of that created wealth comes to us. The very upper middle class are the only ones who actually make back the results of working harder. Everyone below them barely hangs on while all their wealth production goes to those above the upper middle class. Oh dear, I'm veering into class warfare again.
Though I impressed some people on this job, I'm not sure I impressed the right people. The agency that placed me expected to collect their share of my wealth creation for at least six weeks and only got three. I actually feel a little guilty about that and hope it doesn't work against me.
Let's get back to my situation. I just screwed myself out of 62.5% of the expected pay for this job by being so productive. The client was willing to pay for eight weeks for me to meet their expectations. I did that in three weeks. What I wanted to give them would have taken four weeks. To put it another way: If I had had my way, I would have exceeded expectations while coming far under budget and ahead of schedule.
If millions of people like me would goof off more, the totality of American society would be better off. Millions of other people like me would be employed. Those above the upper middle class would still do well, just not quite as well while Americans below the upper middle class would do anywhere for somewhat better to life-savingly better.
If I wasn't so damn good at what I do, I'd still have a job.
Note 1: So what is it that I do? I'm a writer. I'm a damn good writer. If you've read archy or any of my social media postings for any length of time, you've probably figured out that I'm chronically depressed and that my self-confidence and self-respect are in the toilet of the sub-sub-basement. Even from there, I have enough perspective to know that I'm a damn good writer and that I'm a damn good value for any any employer.
Note 2: Well, if I'm so good and such a great value, why don't I have a job? FUCK YOU! Fuck the horse you rode in on and fuck anyone who looks like you! This is the same as asking, if you're so smart, why aren't you rich? Once and for all, being skilled, talented, or brilliant in one thing does not mean you are the best in all other things. Einstein wasn't even close to being the richest man in the world. Bill Gates isn't close to being the smartest man in the world. But, they were each the best in what they did. I'm damn good at the thing I do, which is ferret out information and explain it in terms that are relevant to the people who need it. However, one of the things that I'm worst at is selling myself and maintaining the social connections necessary to do that. In other terms, I'm great at working, I'm awful at getting work.
Note 3: That wealth production thing, my example is one present-time event; other than statistics can I give you another real life example? Yes I can. My bid on this contract was two thirds what I was making for the same work fourteen years ago. Even adding in the agency's share, this is a huge transfer of wealth from the wealth creators to the wealth collectors (whatever you want to call them that isn't class warfare). As recently as when we lost the house, Clever Ex-wife thought two dollars more than this per hour for what we do was a humiliation. Several months ago, I thought I was a sure winner on a bid where I asked ten percent less than I made in 2001. The winner asked almost half what I did. Was he, she, or it going to be half as productive as I was fourteen years ago? Of course not. They planned to give it their best. I would have given better, but I can't communicate that. So good for them on winning the contract.
Note 4: I really need a job. I live in Alaska, but I'm a great telecommuter. And I'm really good at what I do. Really.
Update: I guess I'm done publicly wallowing in self-pity for now. What's the next Kubler-Ross stage?
I filled out my last timesheet, cleaned up my corner, and went through my document, filling in placeholders with clear notes on what I had planned to put there. I wrote to the agency telling them what had happened and asking them what I should do next. Then I turned everything off, put on my hat, and started walking home.
About halfway there--after stopping to tell the police about a couple of people I had passed arguing over a gun--my phone rang and I dipped into a parking lot to take the call. As I expected, it was the person at the agency who had hired me. She apologized and said she had sent me an email yesterday morning, explaining the situation, but apparently it bounced off their servers. This is almost certainly true. When I filled out my timesheet, I tried to mail it to myself from the scanner and found I no longer had an email account at the place I was working. Looking over the last few days, I saw the the only emails I had received yesterday and today were company-wide reports and announcements.
So, what happened? It seems I'm just so good at what I do that I finished eight weeks of work in three. The client looked over my work on Wednesday and thought it looked so close to what they had been expecting that they figured I was winding things up. They called the agency and told them to close out the contract. In fact, I figured I was going to finish it next week and was hoping they would find other projects for me work on for the other four weeks.
There's a political lesson to be learned from this. Many people think (or, from what they say and advocate, appear to think) that the unemployed are just lazy. Or that unemployment is caused by greedy unions--and laziness. Or that unemployment is caused by undocumented immigrants--and laziness. Or that unemployment is caused by crafty foreigners--and laziness. In any case, the unemployed are contemptible and deserve no compassion or help--or help qualified by humiliation. The unspoken part of this belief is that the reason enemployment goes up must be because millions of gainfully employed American workers suddenly get lazy, quit their jobs, and refuse to go back to work.
Even if every part of that is true (and it's not), it's only half of the story. We could achieve full employment and be begging for foreigners to come work here if were weren't so damn productive. American workers put in more hours per year than any other developed country, with the exception of South Korea. As for productivity during those hours, we're number three (South Korea is near the bottom of that list). Those two statistics combined make us the most productive workers in the developed world. You can pick different bench marks and crunch the numbers in different ways, but you'll still find out that we're very good. You'd have to work really hard, and hate America, to give us an even moderately bad rating.
Since 1980, American productivity has risen about eighty percent while pay has risen about ten percent. If the wealth created by that productivity isn't going to the people who did the creating, where is it going? I can't say, because that would be engaging in class warfare.
Jeb Bush, a multi-millionaire who has done squat to create wealth or jobs for anyone outside his immediate family and friends, says American workers need to be more productive. Let's give him the benefit of the doubt on the "work more hours" part of that comment and focus on the "be more productive" part. Why should we be more productive? None of that created wealth comes to us. The very upper middle class are the only ones who actually make back the results of working harder. Everyone below them barely hangs on while all their wealth production goes to those above the upper middle class. Oh dear, I'm veering into class warfare again.
Though I impressed some people on this job, I'm not sure I impressed the right people. The agency that placed me expected to collect their share of my wealth creation for at least six weeks and only got three. I actually feel a little guilty about that and hope it doesn't work against me.
Let's get back to my situation. I just screwed myself out of 62.5% of the expected pay for this job by being so productive. The client was willing to pay for eight weeks for me to meet their expectations. I did that in three weeks. What I wanted to give them would have taken four weeks. To put it another way: If I had had my way, I would have exceeded expectations while coming far under budget and ahead of schedule.
If millions of people like me would goof off more, the totality of American society would be better off. Millions of other people like me would be employed. Those above the upper middle class would still do well, just not quite as well while Americans below the upper middle class would do anywhere for somewhat better to life-savingly better.
If I wasn't so damn good at what I do, I'd still have a job.
Note 1: So what is it that I do? I'm a writer. I'm a damn good writer. If you've read archy or any of my social media postings for any length of time, you've probably figured out that I'm chronically depressed and that my self-confidence and self-respect are in the toilet of the sub-sub-basement. Even from there, I have enough perspective to know that I'm a damn good writer and that I'm a damn good value for any any employer.
Note 2: Well, if I'm so good and such a great value, why don't I have a job? FUCK YOU! Fuck the horse you rode in on and fuck anyone who looks like you! This is the same as asking, if you're so smart, why aren't you rich? Once and for all, being skilled, talented, or brilliant in one thing does not mean you are the best in all other things. Einstein wasn't even close to being the richest man in the world. Bill Gates isn't close to being the smartest man in the world. But, they were each the best in what they did. I'm damn good at the thing I do, which is ferret out information and explain it in terms that are relevant to the people who need it. However, one of the things that I'm worst at is selling myself and maintaining the social connections necessary to do that. In other terms, I'm great at working, I'm awful at getting work.
Note 3: That wealth production thing, my example is one present-time event; other than statistics can I give you another real life example? Yes I can. My bid on this contract was two thirds what I was making for the same work fourteen years ago. Even adding in the agency's share, this is a huge transfer of wealth from the wealth creators to the wealth collectors (whatever you want to call them that isn't class warfare). As recently as when we lost the house, Clever Ex-wife thought two dollars more than this per hour for what we do was a humiliation. Several months ago, I thought I was a sure winner on a bid where I asked ten percent less than I made in 2001. The winner asked almost half what I did. Was he, she, or it going to be half as productive as I was fourteen years ago? Of course not. They planned to give it their best. I would have given better, but I can't communicate that. So good for them on winning the contract.
Note 4: I really need a job. I live in Alaska, but I'm a great telecommuter. And I'm really good at what I do. Really.
Update: I guess I'm done publicly wallowing in self-pity for now. What's the next Kubler-Ross stage?
Monday, July 20, 2015
I just signed a contract with a literary agent
I HAVE AN AGENT!!!!!!! OMG,OMG,OMG,OMG,OMG,OMG,OMG,OMG,OMG!!!!!!!
Tuesday, July 14, 2015
On Planets X and Naming Names
This is a minor rewrite of
a post I wrote in 2008. I have not updated it to include the
controversy over demoting Pluto from planet to some other category.
What to call and how to define that category is another story. Nor
have I included the amazing KPO discoveries of Mike "Pluto
Killer" Brown. Who knows, if I put it all together, I might have
my next book.
In 2008, Scientists at
Kobe University proposed that a Mars-sized planet still waited to be
discovered in the outer solar system. Ever since the discovery of
Neptune in 1846, scientists have debated whether another planet and
its gravity were necessary to account for the observed motions of the
other bodies in the solar system. Their prediction was based on a
computer model of the evolution of the Kuiper Belt, that group of
thousands of asteroids and mini planets that includes Pluto as its
best known member.
The composer William
Herschel and his sister Caroline in 1781 were the first people to
discover a new planet. The idea of finding an unknown planet was so
novel at the time that for months the Herschels thought they had
discovered a comet and were puzzled by its orbit and refusal to
develop a tail. When it finally dawned on them what they had
discovered, they knew it need a better name than Comet Herschel. They
called it George, after the insane king of England.
Understandably,
continental astronomers were less than thrilled to accept a name
chosen to flatter a foreign political figure. Several of their
countries were at war with England at the time in support of the
American rebellion. French astronomers graciously pushed for calling
the planet Herschel. Johann Bode, a Prussian publisher of ephemeris
tables, suggested a compromise. Since all of the other planets had
names out of Greco-Roman mythology, why not continue the pattern and
name it after a mythological figure? He suggested Uranus, the father
of Saturn, as an appropriate name, not realizing how the mere heating
of that name would cause English-speaking adolescent boys to fall
into fits of giggles.
Bode's suggestion for the
distant planet was adopted outside England and France, where
astronomers stuck to their own names for another sixty years before
finally giving in to the usage of the rest of the this planet. Bode's
name was especially popular among other Germans. In 1789, a Berlin
chemist, Martin Klaproth, isolated a new element found in pitchblende
ore. Recalling the alchemical traditions of making connections
between minerals and planets, he named his new element after the new
planet, calling it Uranium. He has a crater on the moon named after
him.
Herschel wasn't the first
to use celestial discoveries to curry favor with his economic
betters. When Galileo discovered the four major moons of Jupiter in
1610, he decided to name them after his former math student Cosimo
de'Medici, who had since become the powerful Grand Duke of Tuscany.
Galileo first thought to name them the Cosmican Stars, but then
thought better of it. The name was too close to Cosmic Stars and the
significance might be lost on the object of his up sucking. In
Sidereus Nuncius, his little book announcing the discovery, he called
the moons the Medicean Stars, a name unsubtle enough that even a busy
Grand Duke would take notice. The attempt was successful; a few
months later, Cosimo offered Galileo a high paying job that the the
math teacher quickly accepted. Not that Galileo needs any more honors
than he already has in order to be remembered, but the four giant
moons of Jupiter are collectively known as the Galilean moons.
Four years after Galileo
published his description of the Medicean Stars, a German astronomer,
Simon Marius, published a work claiming to have discovered the moons
before Galileo. He couldn't offer any convincing proof for his claim,
so history has sided with Galileo. Marius' observations were,
however, of high quality and he gave us something Galileo did not:
individual names for the moons (Io, Europa, Ganymede, and Callisto,
all lovers of Jupiter in mythology). The French astronomer
Nicolas-Claude Fabri de Peiresc suggested that the four moons be
named after the four Medici brothers, something Galileo may also have
had in mind, but the suggestion was not taken up by the budding
international astronomical community.
The mythological names
were not, in fact, Marius' first choice. His first idea was an
awkward system of naming moons after the Sun's planets (i.e. the
Mercury of Jupiter, the Venus of Jupiter). At the time there was no
reason not to assume that smaller moons might be orbiting the bigger
moons and so on. This might have led to names like the Saturn of the
Mars of the Mercury of Jupiter. Clearly, a bad idea. Maris humbly
credited Johannes Kepler with the much better suggestion of classical
mythology. Kepler is famous for enough else that is vital for the
development of astronomy; let's let Marius be remembered for
publicizing the suggestion.
In 1655 Christiaan Huygens
discovered a moon orbiting Saturn. He cleverly called it Saturn's
Moon. When Giovanni Cassini discovered four more moons around Saturn,
he followed Galileo's example and named them Sidera Lodoicea ("the
stars of Louis") to honor his employer Louis XIV of France. He
did not give his new moons individual names and, oddly, neither did
anyone else. For most of the next two centuries, astronomers simply
called them by numbers.
A century and a half
later, following the Herschel's discovery of Uranus, other
astronomers put their telescopes to work seeking out new Georges to
name after their own political patrons. In 1801 a Sicilian
astronomer, Giuseppe Piazzi, was the first to strike gold. Spotting
an object orbiting between Mars and Jupiter and determining it not to
be a comet, he announced that he had found a tiny planet, and named
it Ceres Ferdinandea. The name seemed to cover all the bases, it had
an element from classical mythology (Ceres, the Roman goddess of
agriculture) and it sucked up to his king. Unfortunately, his king,
Ferdinand of Sicily, had recently been overthrown by Napoleon and no
one went along with naming a celestial object after a powerless
refugee. Other mythological names were suggested, but eventually
everyone accepted the Ceres part of Piazzi's suggestion.
As astronomers began
looking at the region in which Ceres had been found, they promptly
found three more tiny planets. These were named Pallas, Juno, and
Vesta. Naming planets after kings had proved to be a non-starter, so
the astronomers went straight classical mythology. On the other hand,
naming elements after planets was very popular. Soon after the four
tiny planets between Mars and Jupiter ere announced, chemists
isolating the elements gave us Cerium and Palladium. Juno already had
a month named after her, but poor Vesta didn't get squat, which is a
shame because Vestanite would be a much cooler name than
Rutherfordium or some of the other lame names given the transuranian
elements.
Bode had predicted a
planet in the region where the new mini-planets were found based on a
pattern he, and other astronomers, perceived in the distances between
the planets. This pattern is now called the Titus-Bode Law. However,
the tiny new planets in that position bothered astronomers. They were
smaller than any of the known moons. William Herschel suggested not
letting these insignificant objects into the august club of planets.
He coined a new word, "asteroid" (star like), to describe
them. The little planets remained in limbo until the 1840s when a new
generation of more powerful telescopes led to the discovery of more
tiny bodies between Mars and Jupiter. Facing the prospect of dozens
or more new planets, the international astronomical community adopted
Herschel's suggestion and demoted the asteroids to a separate
category apart from the planets.
The Herschels had
discovered two moons to go with their new planet. These would later
be named, on the suggestion of William's son John, after characters
in "A Midsummer Night's Dream." While not strictly
classical mythology, Shakespeare's fairies were close enough to
satisfy Bode's mythology principle and the names were never seriously
challenged. The Herschels also discovered two more moons around
Saturn, bringing the known total to seven. Up until the 1840s,
astronomers had simply referred to the Saturnian satellites by
numbers counting out from the planet, not in the order of their
discovery. This meant the names were subject to change every time a
new moon was discovered. The largest moon had already been called
Saturn II, IV, and VI. This couldn't continue. John suggested a
classical mythology solution by naming the moons after the Titans,
the brothers and sisters of Saturn, reserving the name Titan for the
first discovered because it was so titanic. The named Saturnian moons
are really no more than Titan and the Titans, which might be a decent
name for a surf guitar band.
For their contributions,
the Hershels had a well deserved number of objects named after them.
Sir William had a crater on the moon, an impact basin on Mars, a
crater Mimas (a Saturnian moon which he and Caroline discovered and
which John named), and an asteroid named after him. Caroline has a
lunar crater and an asteroid. John has a crater on the moon.
At about the same time
that the word asteroid and the naming patterns for the moons of
Saturn and Uranus were adopted, the search was on for another planet
beyond Uranus. Based on a half century of observing Uranus' orbit and
a search through older observations for potential Uranus sightings
(stop giggling) some astronomers had come to believe that the gravity
of another large body must be affecting it, causing it to move faster
than expected till 1822 and slower afterwards. By the 1840s
astronomers had a rough idea where to look for the mystery planet. In
1846 Urbain Le Verrier calculated and published the exact location
and observers in three countries had no problem finding the planet
soon after that. British astronomers had calculated the correct
location before Le Verrier, but did not publish and were thus denied
the glory of being part of the discovery.
Some French astronomers
wanted to call the eighth planet Le Verrier, pointing out that naming
a planet after its discoverer had a precedent, since they still
called Uranus Herschel. Le Verrier at first suggested the name
Neptune, after the god of the sea. For a while he also flirted with
naming it after himself, but the name Neptune caught on beating out
the other classical names Janus and Oceanus. The god of the sea was
especially compelling because Neptune appeared very blue.
The new planet also got
its commemorative element, thought this time it took longer.
Neptunium was assembled, not refined, by scientists at Berkeley in
1940. It was the first synthetic element to be built by bombarding
another element, in this case Uranium, with neutrons. Glenn Seaborg,
who led the Berkeley project eventually got an element of his own for
his work, Seaborgium, but he didn't get a celestial object... yet.
A mere seventeen days
after the location of Neptune was confirmed, William Lassell, an
English brewer, announced his discovery of a large moon. Since the
astronomical community was busy arguing over the name of the planet,
you would think that they would also get hot under the collar over a
name for the moon. You would be wrong. Once again, naming the was
forgotten. It carried the dull name Neptune's Moon for over thirty
years. In 1880, Camille Flammarion suggested Triton, the name of
Neptune's son, for the moon. He also named one of Jupiter's newly
discovered minor moons, Amalthea, in 1892. For his contribution he
has had a lunar crater, a Martian crater, and an asteroid named after
him.
In 1919 the International
Astronomical Union (IAU) was created uniting various national
astronomical societies from around the world. One of its main
functions was to be the central authority for assigning names to
celestial bodies. In general, certain patterns for naming, such as
those John Herschel suggested for moons seventy years earlier are
voted on and astronomers are allowed to exercise the discoverer's
right on naming within those conventions. The IAU must officially
accept an astronomer's name before it goes into international use. A
system of numeric designations are used for objects as temporary
names prior to the announcement of official names. The IAU came in
the nick of time. The ideological conflicts of the twentieth century
could easily have been fought out in naming conventions. Each power
bloc might have adopted its own name for every discovery and changed
their names with every revolution. Imagine St. Petersburg to
Petrograd to Leningrad and back to St. Petersburg played out on every
comet and crater in the solar system.
In the 1830s, astronomers
were convinced that another planet was required to explain Uranus'
movements and had begun working on calculations to locate the planet.
That planet was Neptune. Even then, some astronomers believed one
planet would not be enough. In 1834, a Dutch astronomer, Peter
Andreas Hansen, wrote that he was convinced that two planets would be
required to explain Uranus' movements. Following the discovery of
Neptune, other astronomers agreed, though they did not agree just
what was required. By the 1870s, enough data had been collected about
Neptune for astronomers the begin making predictions as to where the
next planet would be found and how big it should be. Astronomers in
various countries began their own searches. None of these predictions
matched Le Verrier's and no new planets were found.
Le Verrier himself became
involved with the search for a tiny planet between Mercury and the
Sun. Mercury's orbit, like Uranus' never quite matched the
predictions of astronomers. Beginning in 1859, a number of amateur
astronomers claimed to witness the transit of a small body across the
sun. Le Verrier examined one such claim and became convinced he had
another planet. He announced his discovery to the French Academy and
called his second planet Vulcan. Unfortunately, the periodic
sightings of a spot on the Sun never resolved into a single planet.
After Le Verrier's death Vulcan fell out of fashion and was all but
forgotten by the astronomical community. In 1919, the same year that
the IAU was founded, Einstein proved the problems with Mercury's
orbit were caused by the curving of space so close to the sun and not
by the pull of a missing planet. Mysterious dots still are reported
from time to time on the face of the sun, but these are usually
dismissed as uncharted asteroids, comets, or alien starships, though
the latter is decidedly a minority opinion. Although he was wrong
about Vulcan, Le Verrier's other contributions earned him craters on
the moon, Mars, an asteroid, and a ring around Neptune.
In 1894, Percival Lowell
burst onto the astronomy scene. Lowell was the product of old an
Boston family with lots of old Boston money. Lowell had traveled
extensively in Asia, written several books on Asian culture, and
served as foreign secretary and counselor for a special Korean
diplomatic mission to the United States. In the nineties he turned
his attention and considerable enthusiasm to astronomy. Lowell moved
to Flagstaff, Arizona and built a world-class observatory in the
high, clear, mountain air. At first, Lowell was obsesses with the
planet Mars. He was convinced that the "canali" of Mars, as
drawn by Italian astronomer Giovanni Schiaparelli, were indication of
life and civilization on our red neighbor. Lowell wrote three books
and suffered a nervous breakdown before he let go of that idea and
moved on to something else.
That something else was
the missing planet beyond Neptune. This was a serious problem,
recognized by serious astronomers. Though Lowell was thick-skinned
about the mockery directed at him over Mars, years of it had begun to
wear on the staff at his observatory. Besides, there was very little
more he could do about Mars without a spaceship. Lowell did his own
calculations on the Neptune problem and decided a large planet must
be lurking in the constellation Gemini. He spent the last eleven
years of his life looking for the body he called Planet X, but died
without finding it.
After Lowell's death there
was a delay of a decade in the search while Lowell's widow,
Constance, and the observatory fought over his will. In 1929 with
their share of Lowell's wealth assured, the observatory hired a young
amateur astronomer from Kansas, Clyde Tombaugh, to take over the
search. Tombaugh was an excellent candidate, both hard working and an
excellent observer. He carefully went over the calculations for
Planet X done by Lowell and by Lowell's competitors before deciding
on an area to search. On February 18, 1930, after only a year of
searching, Tombaugh discovered his Planet X.
Naming rights belonged to
the observatory. They decided to be democratic and hold a vote. Mrs.
Lowell sent suggestions of Zeus, Lowell, and her own name Constance.
Mrs. Lowell was not the favorite person at the observatory, having
almost stopped their work for a decade. Her names were ignored. The
choices on the ballot were Minerva, Cronos, and Pluto. Pluto, the god
of the underworld, who eternally dwellsin darkness, won unanimously.
While astronomers were
excited about the discovery of Pluto, it was clear from the beginning
that it was too small to be the longed for Planet X. As time went by,
better observations showed that Pluto was even smaller than at first
believed--smaller than the Earth's Moon--and that it had an irregular
orbit far different that that of any other planet. Pluto, however,
had an advantage that Ceres never did in becoming accepted as a
planet: mass communication and mass literacy. The discovery of new
planet was announced in newspapers and newsreels. The name had been
suggested to the observatory by Venetia Burney, an eleven-year-old
girl in Oxford, England. Walt Disney introduced a character named
Pluto into his Mickey Mouse cartoons later that year. Pluto even got
its commemorative element, Plutonium. Like Neptunium, Plutonium was
assembled at Berkeley. Pluto wasn't just the business of the
astronomical community; Pluto belonged to the masses, particularly to
the children.
In the same year that
Tombaugh discovered Pluto, Frederick C. Leonard predicted that there
was a whole belt of tiny objects beyond Neptune. Sooner or later we
would have good enough telescopes to find them and the astronomical
community would be faced with the same problem that they had faced
with the asteroids: too many and too small to be planets. That day
finally came in 1992. Gerard Kuiper was an astrophysicist, who
speculated in 1950 that the region beyond Neptune ought to at one
time have contained a belt of debris left over from the formation of
the solar system, pieces that were neither asteroids nor comets. At
the time, when Pluto was still thought to be fairly large, Kuiper
believed Pluto would have destroyed the belt by flinging them into
new orbits. But as estimates of Pluto's size went down, the
probability that the debris belt still survived went up. In the late
eighties, astronomers began looking for it. One Pluto like object was
discovered in 1992. Five more were identified the next year. Today,
over 1000 of these Kuiper Belt Objects (KBOs) have been discovered.
While thousands more KBOs
are expected to lie beyond the orbit of Pluto, very few astronomers
expect to find a large planet out there. For one thing, it's no
longer needed. Close measurements provided by Voyager 2's 1989 flyby
of Neptune allowed astronomers to more accurately measure the mass of
Neptune. According to the current measurements of their masses,
Uranus and Neptune orbit exactly as they should. Occasionally,
astronomers come up with new reasons for a large planet or even a
small star to be lurking in the distant reaches of the solar system,
but these no longer have to do with the orbits of the known planets.
This brings us to the Kobe
University study. Patryk Lykawka and Tadashi Mukai have determined
that a body, Earth sized or just a little smaller, is needed to
explain the observed shape of the Kuiper Belt. The rapid discovery of
so many KBOs allowed astronomers to map the shape of the belt. To
their surprise, the belt abruptly stops at a distance of 50
astronomical units. The belt also appears to have been sorted into
several distinct groups of bodies. Lykawka's conclusion is that
something fairly large--a new Planet X--was needed to sort and sculpt
the belt into the shape we now see.
Close up observation of
Saturn's rings have shown that they are herded into shape by complex
gravitational forces exerted by Saturn's moons. Lykawka thinks
something similar is at work in the Kuiper Belt, but with one
difference. In the computer simulations that he and Mukai did, Planet
X shapes the belt early in its history and then is thrown into a
distant orbit where it has only minor interactions with the belt.
After its initial shaping, the main influence on the Kuiper Belt
becomes Neptune.
While Lykawka's theory has
some sympathetic listeners, it also has some strong critics. Not
surprisingly, some of the strongest criticism comes from the
proponents of competing theories of the early development of the
solar system. The bottom line is that we are just beginning to
understand the outer solar system and to come up with plausible
scenarios for the evolution of the solar system that account for all
of its parts. If Lykawka's theory proves correct and someone finds
Planet X, the really important question will be what do we call it.
George is still up for grabs.
Epilog: A few hours after
I post this, a spaceship from Earth will fly by Pluto gathering data.
Pluto as the first and best studied KPO and erstwhile ninth planet is
a special object of interest for scientists, children, and former
children alike. After Tombaugh discovered Pluto, it seemed to be
evaporating. Almost immediately, it was obvious that it wasn't big
enough to be the gravitational source needed to explain the
peculiarities in Uranus' orbit observed by Nineteenth Century
astronomers.
Over estimating Pluto's
initially might have been based on wishful thinking. However,
increasingly better observations over the next half century
undermined that estimate and undermined it again. Originally
estimated as larger than Earth, Pluto soon shrank to Mars sized and
smaller. When I was in grade school in the early sixties, my science
textbooks wanted to give each planet a unique quality. While Pluto
and Mercury easily claimed closest and furthest from the sun, they
were tied for smallest. By the next edition of those books, it was
clear that Pluto was the smallest. Soon it was the size of the moon.
Then smaller.
In 1980, Alexander
Dessler, and Christopher Russell published a graph of historical
estimates of Pluto's size and predicted it would disappear by 1984.
It didn't. By then, James Christy of the United States Naval
Observatory had discovered a large moon around Pluto. Christy gave it
the appropriate name Charon, the boatman who carries the souls of the
dead across the river Styx into the realm of Pluto. But Christy
wanted the name to be pronounced "Sharon" like his wife's
name.
Because Pluto didn't
evaporate, NASA took advantage of a rare post-Apollo moment of
funding to fire a probe at the children's planet or whatever you want
to call it. Since the New Horizons probe was launched, two more moons
have been discovered around Pluto. Each was given a name appropriate
to the god of the underworld's realm.
And Clyde Tombaugh, what
about him? What honors did he get. Tombaugh died in 1997. He had his
mortal remains cremated. A portion of his ashes were placed in a
small tube and given to NASA. That tube was ataced to the New
Horizons probe and will pass within spitting distance of the
celestrial object he discovered. In many ways, if you're dead, that's
far better than having your name stuck on a map.
Go Clyde! You have no idea
how many nerds wish they were there with you.
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