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Sunday, June 21, 2009

It has started to rain again. It has finally rained. Allow me to emphasise "finally". Finally. Also allow me to emphasise "rain". Rain, with wind and water. Rain, with rainclouds that blot out the sun. There is nothing bad about rain, not in this day and age, and especially not in this country.

If I had Storm's ability, the first thing I'd do is increase the local cloud density. The sun is evil. The sun warms the ground. Heat rises off the ground and warms the air. Warm air makes people sweat. Very rarely is that a good thing. The heat distracts a person from his work. The heat downplays the enjoyment one expects to receive from a game. Heat makes people use water, which we unfortunately have to pay for.

Water. The environmentalists lie to the general public. Water is not a non-renewable resource. It's not as if used water is magically ejected into space, never to be seen again except maybe by the Voyager probe. Water stays comfortably on Earth. Our waste water is flushed into the seas, which feed the rainclouds, which in turn fill our reservoirs.

The problem is not that we are running out of water, as many of them would have us believe. The problem is that there is too much demand for water. Unless someone, hint hint, develops weather-control abilities, we're not going to be able speed up the conversion of water. I have a few ideas, but they all involve Maxwell's demon being a real thing.

In that light, maybe it is not so bad that a large proportion of the population believes that we will eventually run out of useable water. People are hard to teach, so perhaps the use of fear to convince people not to treat the matter lightly is perfectly justifiable.

Of course, none of this will be a problem once... certain events have come to pass.



I have to complain about how bad the grammar is in my lecture slides. It stopped being funny after I found out that a lot of it doesn't make any sense, and that I need to understand the topics for the tests. It's not as if the slides are an extensive story about past, present, and future events. Bad grammar, horrible tenses. Nonuniform omission of connector words. Sometimes they even leave out "and"s. Totally changes the meaning.

I find it particularly infuriating that hardly anyone knows how to use the word "whereby". Very often I have find it being used in place of "where". This is just so wrong.

For future reference, learning English is a process whereby grammatical skills and vocabulary are acquired.

Oh but I've got a great joke:

Three neighbouring kingdoms were fighting over piece of land in between them. The first kingdom was extremely wealthy, and they sent twenty knights with three squires each. They spent they day before the battle cavorting around and having jousting matches.

The second kingdom was not quite so rich, so they could only muster up a force of ten knights with two squires each. Still fairly confident, they also spent the day before the battle having mock battles amongst each other.

The third kingdom had recently experienced a famine, and could only send one elderly knight and one inexperienced squire. The knight spent the day praying that he would somehow avoid the battle. The squire set up a pot hanging high on a noose above a fire to cook some food in.

When the dawn of the next day arrived, the knights of the first and second kingdom were too tired from all the activity from the day before. The knight of the third kingdom was nowhere to be seen. Thus, the squires decided to enter the battle themselves. After a long battle of squirey bloodshed, only one walked off the battlefield victorious. It was the squire from the third kingdom. How did he win?


I take that back. This isn't a great joke. In fact, it will probably make you quite sad.


The squire of the high pot and noose is equal to the sum of the squires of the other two sides.

-Joe

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