OPEN THREAD 20200313

Basically, all legal free speech is allowed. We will assist the authorities in dealing with illegal speech. You are each other’s moderators. Have fun. And don’t forget to MAGA at nuclear levels.

After going through the elements, we now enjoy a sequence of RANDOM somewhat pseudo-random topics that will be thrown out for investigation and commentary on each open thread. At some point, in a way something like composite numbers, I will accidentally hit a second occurrence of one of them – that’s just normal.

Have fun!

Citizen U

(a.k.a. W on the OTHER site)

Day 128 – base 128

10 thoughts on “OPEN THREAD 20200313

  1. Base 128 ain’t gonna happen because you’d need 128 characters to keep track of the ones column.

    As it is, people have trouble dealing with base 16 — 0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, A, B, C, D, E, F — and it’s used all the time. The IP6 address for this computer is FE80::4876:C4D3:F47F:E3C5….and the great majority of people out there have enough trouble deciphering that.

    [I should note that the routers upstream from this box stand like Gandalf on the bridge in Moria against IP6 from outside — You. Can. Not. Pass!!!!]

    Note also that base 128 would have a sort of galumphing quality to it, being that it’s seven bits in binary. You’d be constantly figuring out how to map things like into seven-bit chunks.

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  2. OTOH — there has long been speculation about building circuits on base 3. Instead of True/False, Yes/No, On/Off, 0/1….a logic could be built around True/Unknown/False, Yes/Maybe/No; On/Warm/Off.

    Mind you, nobody’s gotten very far with it as far as I know, but it’s out there.

    And, then, there’s Qubits from quantum computing — they’re either yes or no when you measure them — but, like Schroedinger’s Cat, they’re in a superposition of both yes and no until you do.

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  3. The preacher, in his Sunday sermon, used “Forgive Your Enemies” as his subject. After a long sermon, he asked how many were willing to forgive their enemies. About half held up their hands.

    Not satisfied he harangued for another twenty minutes and repeated his question. This time he received a response of about 80 percent.

    Still unsatisfied, he lectured for another 15 minutes and repeated his question. With all thoughts now on Sunday dinner, all responded except one elderly lady in the rear.

    “Mrs. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?”

    “I don’t have any.”

    “Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?”

    “Ninety three.”

    “Mrs. Jones, please come down in front and tell the congregation how a person can live to be ninety-three, and not have an enemy in the world.”

    The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, very slowly turned around and said:

    “It’s easy, I just outlived the bitches.”

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  4. After numerous rounds of, “We don’t know if Osama is still alive,” Osama himself decided to send Ted Kennedy a letter in his own handwriting to let him know he was still in the game.

    Kennedy opened the letter which appeared to contain a single line of the coded message, 370HSSV-0773H.

    Kennedy was baffled, so he e-mailed it to John Kerry.

    Kerry and his aides had no clue either, so they sent it to the FBI.

    Nobody could solve it at the FBI, so it went to the CIA, then to the NSA.

    With no clue as to its meaning, the FBI finally asked Marine Corps Intelligence for help.

    Within a few seconds, the Marine Corps cabled back with this reply, “Tell Kennedy he’s holding the message upside down.”

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  5. On reaching his plane seat, a man is surprised to see a parrot strapped in next to him. He asks the stewardess for a coffee where upon the parrot squawks, “And get me a whisky, you cow.” The stewardess, flustered, brings back a whisky for the parrot and forgets the coffee. When this omission is pointed out to her, the parrot drains its glass and bawls, “And get me another whisky, you twit.”

    Quite upset, the girl comes back shaking with another whisky but still no coffee. Unaccustomed to such slackness, the man tries the parrot’s approach, “I’ve asked you twice for a coffee, go and get it now, you talentless wench.”

    The next moment, both he and the parrot have been wrenched up and thrown out of the emergency exit by 2 burly stewards. Plunging downwards, the parrot turns to him and says, “For someone who can’t fly, you’re a lippy bastard…”

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