Við manneskjur erum ekki einar um að eiga erfitt með stofnanamál. Greynir - málgreinir fyrir íslensku át upp tugi gígabæta af vinnsluminni við að reyna að þátta þessa unaðsfögru setningu í texta frá Stjórnarráðinu!
Þá er gert ráð fyrir að dómsmála-, ferðamála-, iðnaðar- og nýsköpunarráðherra leggi fram á Alþingi á næstu dögum annars vegar frumvarp til laga um breytingu á raforkulögum og lögum um Orkustofnun, til innleiðingar á þriðju raforkutilskipun ESB, þar sem kveðið er á um sjálfstæði raforkueftirlits Orkustofnunar og valdheimildir þess, og hins vegar frumvarp til laga um breytingu á raforkulögum, og tillögu til þingsályktunar um breytingu á þingsályktun um stefnu stjórnvalda um uppbyggingu flutningskerfis raforku, þar sem kveðið er á um að ekki verði ráðist í tengingu raforkukerfis landsins við raforkukerfi annars lands í gegnum sæstreng nema að undangengnu samþykki Alþingis.
Þegar ég kom heim úr vinnu í kvöld fann ég hræðilega limlest og brútalíserað lík á persneska svefnherbergisteppinu mínu. Það hafði bersýnilega verið rifið gjörsamlega í tætlur af einhverju hræðilegu rándýri: fótur hér, vængur þar, blóðslettur og fjaðrir þöktu græjukassann minn. Svo lá þárna blæðandi lítið kjötstykki sem ég gat aðeins ályktað að hefði eitt sinn verið skrokkurinn á fugli. Ég hirti herlegheitin upp með hönskum og ryksugaði.
Skömmu síðar stökk kötturinn Plató inn um gluggann. Hann gekk rakleiðis inn í svefnherbergi, varð furðu lostinn þegar hann sá að fórnarlambið var horfið, starði stuttlega á mig pirraður á svipinn, deplaði loks augunum, og nuddaði sér síðan upp við fótinn á mér eins og ekkert hefði í skorist.
Þetta er í fjórða skipti sem þetta gerist. Nú er nóg komið! Litli raðmorðinginn fær bjöllu um hálsinn hvort sem honum líkar betur eða verr!
The [British Royal Navy], like most military organizations of the time, was big on tough love, only without the love. For some weird reason, a lot of the sick corporal punishments the [Royal Navy] did have turned into cute little phrases, folk-song stuff: “keel-haul,” “run the gauntlet” and such. Well, not all of them. Some are a little more blunt: “flogging to death,” “hanging,” “cat-o-nine-tails.” The [Royal Navy] didn’t get around to banning the cat, their favorite teaching device, until the 1880s, and even then Parliament was laughing at the idea: “Why, we may as well pamper the ranks with wine and women!”—until one of the Irish dissidents in Parnell’s group had somebody actually bring a cat-o-nine-tails, a well-used one, right into the House of Commons. The fat pink toffs who’d been laughing at it felt this thing in their soft little hands, gulped a few times, and banned it on the spot.
Great stuff from Gary Brecher the War Nerd. Obligatory link to source article.
Incidentally, in that old song about what to do with the drunken sailor, one of the lines goes "Put him in bed with the captain's daughter!" That made no sense to me until I discovered that this thing right here is a "Captain's Daughter" and being "put in bed" with her involves flogging.
...the more they stay the same. For everyone going on about how far humanity has come as a species, here’s a customer complaint letter from 1750 BCE.
Via Dennis Detwiller.
Great rant, Fuck the South.
If I were an American (which I am thankfully not), I'd probably feel the same way...
Lots of good points here.
But in business, let alone in government, it is only in crises that people find a budget for probabilistic interventions...The reason is that both bureaucrats and businesspeople are heavily attracted to the illusion of certainty. Standard cost-cutting ‘efficiencies’ can usually be ‘proven’ to work in advance; more interesting lines of enquiry come with [management] career-threatening unknowability.
One problem with this pretence of certainty is that cost-savings are more easily quantified than potential gains — so business and government are increasingly geared towards providing people with more, poorer things at an ever-lower price. Yet much evidence suggests that people like fewer, better things at a slightly higher price."
A conspiracy theorist dies and goes to Heaven. At the pearly gates, God himself shows up and says “You’ve led a good life. As a reward, I will answer any one question for you and I will give you the complete and truthful answer.”
”Okay,” says the conspiracy theorist, “Who killed JFK?”
God replies: “Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone.”
The conspiracy theorist frowns. “This whole thing goes even deeper than I thought.”
A great article about the horrors of contemporary architecture. Since when did it become wrong to want beautiful things?
I already knew from painful experience that decrepit, miserable Britain isn't a normal, functioning Western European country governed by rudimentary principles of justice, proportionality and fairness. But this obsequious kowtowing to the Americans and flagrant abuse of state power beggars belief. Assange published some documents. All of it screams "show trial." Why don't they just fly him surreptitiously to the States and be done with it? It's not like Tory voters give a toss.
Not exactly surprising but chilling never the less:
When considering the use of nuclear weapons, the majority of Americans prioritize protecting U.S. troops and achieving American war aims, even when doing so would result in the deliberate killing of millions of foreign noncombatants. A number of individual-level traits—Republican Party identification, older age, and approval of the death penalty for convicted murderers—significantly increase support for using nuclear weapons against Iran. Women are no less willing (and, in some scenarios, more willing) than men to support nuclear weapons use. These findings highlight the limited extent to which the U.S. public has accepted the principles of just war doctrine and suggest that public opinion is unlikely to be a serious constraint on any president contemplating the use of nuclear weapons in the crucible of war.
Saw this xkcd comic and immediately thought of Wittgenstein's oh-so-modest introduction to the Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus:
On the other hand the truth of the thoughts communicated here seems to me unassailable and definitive. I am, therefore, of the opinion that the problems have in essentials been finally solved. And if I am not mistaken in this, then the value of this work secondly consists in the fact that it shows how little has been done when these problems have been solved.