<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738331</id><updated>2011-07-28T16:34:07.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chunking along</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David McCullough</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488234847804224053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738331.post-2406021927510725984</id><published>2008-04-23T13:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T13:47:14.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spare me the new science</title><content type='html'>First if was Wolfram and his New Kind of Science, strangely stillborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's Stuart Kauffman, whom I quote from edge.org:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My aim is to reinvent the sacred. I present a new view of a fully natural God and of the sacred, based on a new, emerging scientiﬁc worldview.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Lord, if you pardon the expression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738331-2406021927510725984?l=chunkingalong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://edge.org/3rd_culture/kauffman08/kauffman08_index.html' title='Spare me the new science'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/feeds/2406021927510725984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738331&amp;postID=2406021927510725984' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/2406021927510725984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/2406021927510725984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/2008/04/spare-me-new-science.html' title='Spare me the new science'/><author><name>David McCullough</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488234847804224053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738331.post-7000315654678505265</id><published>2007-02-19T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T11:20:30.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Direction of Causality</title><content type='html'>Henri Bergson:  “The universe is a machine for the making of gods.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738331-7000315654678505265?l=chunkingalong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/feeds/7000315654678505265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738331&amp;postID=7000315654678505265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/7000315654678505265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/7000315654678505265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/2007/02/direction-of-causality.html' title='The Direction of Causality'/><author><name>David McCullough</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488234847804224053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738331.post-4548308256666332597</id><published>2007-02-18T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T13:02:05.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Postmodernism and Ordinary Language Philosophy</title><content type='html'>Has anyone written a comparison of Ordinary Lanuage Philosophy, the justly forgotten garden of micro language games, with Postmodernism, the soon to be forgotten garden of micro language games? Both owed something to taking Wittgenstein's paradigm of language games much too seriously, thus ignoring the blatant class bias of the theory of language games trotted out for review in the Blue and Brown Books. If W. wrote these as memos to himself, it did no one else any good to take them as philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By writing off philosophical systems, Ordinary Language Philosophy tossed off any discourse which had not proven its utility in everyday situations. It would not be a distortion to say that Ordinary Language Philosophy put paid to metanarratives in order to stick with the ordinary uses of language close at hand. And this was the rub: what is ordinary? And why should ordinary be good, especially when ordinary for the Oxford philosophers responsible for spreading Ordinary Language Philosophy entailed economic security, personal servants, and deferential publics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, academic postmodernists find themselves embarassed by the ordinary, local narratives that justify clitorectomy, creationism, etc. What do they use to clobber such barbarism? By turning their backs on the real locus of power, the physical world, and trying to aggrandize their own influence on history by dramatizing "texts" as a source of power, the postmoderns have ended up as parochial conservatives alongside their (thank God) deceased predecessors from Ordinary Language Philosophy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738331-4548308256666332597?l=chunkingalong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lyotard' title='Postmodernism and Ordinary Language Philosophy'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/feeds/4548308256666332597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738331&amp;postID=4548308256666332597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/4548308256666332597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/4548308256666332597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/2007/02/postmodernism-and-ordinary-language.html' title='Postmodernism and Ordinary Language Philosophy'/><author><name>David McCullough</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488234847804224053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738331.post-291321158296939522</id><published>2007-01-31T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T14:01:54.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>McCullough's law</title><content type='html'>Pain comes quicker than you think and pleasure comes slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a hypothesis. Send in your counterexamples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of pro examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you're sitting at the bar nursing a beer and minding your own business, people who take offense punch you in the nose much quicker than you would expect them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When you are riding the elevator, you are more likely to beginning stepping out before your intended stop when you are going on break, than when you are going back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738331-291321158296939522?l=chunkingalong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/feeds/291321158296939522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738331&amp;postID=291321158296939522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/291321158296939522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/291321158296939522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/2007/01/mcculloughs-law.html' title='McCullough&apos;s law'/><author><name>David McCullough</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488234847804224053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738331.post-115679006998238178</id><published>2006-08-28T13:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T13:52:57.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell Phone Disease</title><content type='html'>The problem with typical cell phone behavior is that it privatizes public space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cell-phone caller standing on the sidewalk is a modern analogue of those who enclosed the commons in 18th and 19th century England.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738331-115679006998238178?l=chunkingalong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/feeds/115679006998238178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738331&amp;postID=115679006998238178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/115679006998238178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/115679006998238178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/2006/08/cell-phone-disease.html' title='Cell Phone Disease'/><author><name>David McCullough</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488234847804224053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738331.post-112077078660960294</id><published>2005-07-07T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:06:37.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophers at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6106/722/1600/homecoming1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6106/722/320/homecoming1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At right is a group of philosophers (click to enlarge) engaged in a typical quest for truth. In this instance, the question is Heidegger's: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Why is there something rather than nothing?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It is obvious that questions of this form cannot be answered by sitting at home in a chair before the fireplace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The philosophers photographed here made the reasonable methodological decision that the answer is out there somewhere rather than nowhere. So they organized a treasure hunt. Intersubjective observation of X is a necessary condition X being something rather than nothing. Therefore the philosophers enhanced intersubjective communication. For example, Dr. Biff is wearing the numeral 72 as a unique identifier. Since the investigation is conducted in the dark and flashlights may not be available to observe jersey numerals, Dr. Buffy is wearing an illuminated tiara; similar to a miner's headlamp, it has the important difference of pointing in every direction at once. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Why is there something rather than nothing?"&lt;/span&gt; is not tractable using linear techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular search began in Oklahoma. Applying the principle adumbrated as "Occam's Razor," the philosophers reasoned that beginning where you are is as good a place to start as any and--being closer--is in fact better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738331-112077078660960294?l=chunkingalong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/feeds/112077078660960294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738331&amp;postID=112077078660960294' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/112077078660960294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/112077078660960294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/2005/07/philosophers-at-work.html' title='Philosophers at work'/><author><name>David McCullough</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488234847804224053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738331.post-110783290500043091</id><published>2005-02-07T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T09:33:09.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Intelligent Design</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's my letter to the New York Times in response to the 2/7/05 opinion article by Michael Behe, biology prof at Leheigh, in defense of Intelligent Design. As you could have surmised, not a word of biological science was included, just phenomenological apercus by someone who looks at biological phenomena a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Editor: Michael Behe is a scientist when he's at work and a philosopher when he's at home. His nice arguments for intelligent design owe nothing to science. They are a familiar rework of the philosopher John Wisdom's* musings back in the 40s: in a nutshell, "if there is a garden then there is a gardener." Dr. Behe talks of "the appearance of design" in nature. There you have it. Nature appears designed to us because we experience it entirely through our brains and specifically through our intelligence. We see intelligent design because that is all we are physiologically able to see. Frogs might see the world as stupid, since a frog's perception of it is "that which passes near enough my tongue to get eaten." At bottom, there are two schools of thought: 1. The world is too complex to have been created by blind physical processes." 2. "The world is too complex to have been created except by blind physical processes." If you can't appreciate the humbling redundancy and scope of random physical process, then you have settled for a lesser God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*My apologies. An earlier version of this article attributed the "garden" argument to J.O. Urmson. Here is the text from which Wisdom's account was elaborated: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Two people return to their long neglected garden and find among the weeds a few of the old plants surprisingly vigorous. One says to the other. 'It must be that a gardener has been coming and doing something about these plants'. Upon inquiry they find that no neighbour has ever seen anyone at work in their garden. The first man says to the other, 'He must have worked while people slept'. The other says. 'No, someone would have heard him and besides, anybody who cared about the plants would have kept down these weeds'. The first man says, 'Look at the way these are arranged. There is purpose and a feeling for beauty here. I believe that someone comes, someone invisible to mortal eyes. I believe that the more carefully we look the more we shall find confirmation of this'. They examine the garden ever so carefully and sometimes they come on new things suggesting that a gardener comes and sometimes they come on new things suggesting the contrary and even that a malicious person has been at work."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Proceedings of the Aristotelian Society, 1944-5, reprinted as Ch. X of Logic and Language, Vol. I (Blackwell, 1951), and in his Philosophy and Psychoanalysis (Blackwell, 1953).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738331-110783290500043091?l=chunkingalong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/feeds/110783290500043091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738331&amp;postID=110783290500043091' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/110783290500043091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/110783290500043091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/2005/02/intelligent-design.html' title='Intelligent Design'/><author><name>David McCullough</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488234847804224053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738331.post-110372974152969238</id><published>2004-12-22T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T12:25:29.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>Welcome to David's blog "Chunking Along." My model is Mr. Rogers, so I want you to feel at home here. This is a Mr. Rogers neighborhood for those who like to think about the nature of reality and relate it to everything else: music, politics, movies, sex, aging, cats, vision, traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lifetime of reflection, I find "chunking"--the act of bringing various things together as a single thing--the single most fertile English language concept available for understanding the world. For example, your mind reaches out like a grasping hand and "grasps" or chunks an idea from the perceptual/cognitive soup that surrounds it. The reactions of milions of your ancestors to their environments did the same over time, bequeathing you many built-in chunks you can scarcely avoid even if you try: e.g. the notion of "thingness" that equates things with graspable material objects, the idea of 1 and 2 when counting (as opposed to calculating). When chunks like this become somewhat complex and historically mutable, Richard Dawkins calls them "memes," such as race, effective cause, musical key, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The non-biological universe seems to chunk as well. Planets form from dust by gravity. Initial conditions constrain subsequent conditions. If I am understanding string theory correctly, the stuff between the two ends of the string is just chunked and nothing basic in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Maybe you are a psychologist and think that some folks have built-in pigeon holes for filing experience. Are these pigeon holes real, just a tool you use, or some combination of the two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you introspected on the ways your visual field is constructed? Is it homogenous or ingeniously patched together from multiple local visual fields?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the names of a few writers I have found useful in these reflections:&lt;br /&gt;Dennett&lt;br /&gt;Eigen&lt;br /&gt;Heidegger&lt;br /&gt;Turing&lt;br /&gt;VonNeumann&lt;br /&gt;Holland, John&lt;br /&gt;Ray, Tom&lt;br /&gt;Dawkins&lt;br /&gt;Kaufmann, Stuart&lt;br /&gt;Chomsky&lt;br /&gt;Leibniz&lt;br /&gt;Calvin, William&lt;br /&gt;Clark, Andy&lt;br /&gt;Wolfram&lt;br /&gt;Hofstadter&lt;br /&gt;Marx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chunking along is what the world does, it seems to me, and what I do. That's not surprising since I'm part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patterns emerge from random processes. Some patterns show a tenacity that keep them around until other processes incorporate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if the world is composed of evolving patterns instead of a bunch of fancifully small billard balls bouncing off each other, is there any global truth to the second law of thermodynamics? It seems to depend entirely on the constancy of the speed of light. And maybe that speed is only relevant at an operational level of description.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738331-110372974152969238?l=chunkingalong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/feeds/110372974152969238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738331&amp;postID=110372974152969238' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/110372974152969238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738331/posts/default/110372974152969238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chunkingalong.blogspot.com/2004/12/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>David McCullough</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488234847804224053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
