50 years ago today, Electronics magazine published an article by Gordon Moore, the director of R&D at Fairchild Semiconductor, titled “Cramming More Components onto Integrated Circuits”. It started with some bold predictions: Continue reading
In 1857, the Proceedings of the London Royal Geographical Society of London recorded a controversy between the then-sitting Surveyor General of India and his immediate predecessor about what to name Peak XV, the mountain the former had just successfully surveyed. The incumbent, a man named Andrew Waugh, argued that since there were so many local names for the mountain, he should be allowed to pick a single (and English) official name for it. The retired predecessor claimed (and the evidence seems to support him) that the mountain was almost universally called Chomolungma by the locals. Whether it was just the silliness of that name, Waugh’s personal power and prestige, or the appeal of imposing a European name, the decision was made to select a new name, but a bone was thrown to the loser in the debate, the former Surveyor, Colonel Sir George Everest.
Today, Waugh is forgotten and Everest is, well, Everest.
Bonus sneakiness: Waugh surveyed what is now called Mount Everest and calculated its peak was exactly 29,000 feet above sea level. He cannily tweaked his calculation and claimed it was 29,002 feet, so people would not think he was eye-balling it.
The latest measurement is 29,017 (and 2 inches) and it grows about an inch every six years as the Indian Subcontinent continues to thrust itself north into Asia.
You don’t have to be a brain surgeon, just a tree surgeon, to pull this one off.
One day when my daughter was about seven, we were watching TV together and an advertisement for a psychic came on. Miss Cleo, the ad claimed, could tell you all about your future. “Can I call?” my daughter begged.
“No,” I told her. “Let them call you.”
She was puzzled. “How would they know… Ah.” She got it. If these psychics were so expert at seeing the future, divining a customer’s phone number should be no difficulty at all. She was very impressed by the solidity of this logic. From then on, whenever the ad would repeat, she would rub her temples and intone, “Call me, call me.” A little girl’s mockery, sweetened with a tiny dose of hope. They never called. Continue reading
On May 9, 1970, Air Force intelligence detected an enemy POW camp near the North Vietnamese town of Sơn Tây. From aerial reconnaissance, they estimated that more than 50 American servicemen were being held there.
It wasn’t until May 25th that the Air Force informed Brigadier General Donald Blackburn from Special Forces of their discovery. I don’t know what the fly-boys spent the intervening two weeks doing, but the delay was neither the last nor the worst in the process leading up to Sơn Tây rescue. Continue reading
You know the joke about how did the computer programmer die in the shower? He followed the instructions on the shampoo!
For you non-programmers, the instructions on the shampoo are “1. Lather 2. Rinse. 3. Repeat” and to a computer, that constitutes an infinite loop, since there is no explanation of when to stop repeating.