Boggling is a strange word.
So I sit in my Educational Psychology class, fairly bored. I try to pay attention, I really do. But for some reason, my mind wanders, and wanders, and eventually just falls out of my head. I seem to think of the most random things when I'm in classes that can't seem to keep my short attention span.
So today, as I pondered, weak and weary, my mind stumbled across something that I had never really considered before, and it BLEW MY MIND.
Disclaimer: If you disagree with whatever I say... I don't care. Keep it to yourself.
I'm not a Star Trek fan, so I really know squat about it. It's Wars all the way for this Jedi Knight. However, and don't correct me if I'm wrong, I do know enough about Star Trek to know that they use a coordinate system for their space travel.
A coordinate system. In space.
If you can't follow what is so boggling about that to me, coordinate systems run off of reference points, and cardinal directions.
The Starship Enterprise is in SPACE. The Final Frontier. Infinity. How on earth can one plot a coordinate somewhere in infinite space? That's what blows my mind, is that in infinite space the crew can navigate using coordinates. I don't know if they use two or three coordinates in the show, but you'd have to use three in space. The earth, and this is me going against all popular scientific belief, is flat to an extent. Sure, it's the form of a globe and all sides connect to one another, but while you're standing on the ground and you look out across a vast expanse, it appears flat. Flat enough that you only need two coordinates to find something. But this is space... there is no direction. Nothing is set to a standard. You can't tell someone to go north for two miles, because there is no north is space. And you couldn't use earth for reference, at least in Star Trek, because there are presumably thousands of races on planets not yet discovered, and they'd probably want to all be on the same page when it comes to giving directions, and honestly, who would pick earth to be the center of the universe, besides some of us. So everyone in the universe, or everyone with the technology for space travel, would have to get together, not fight over stupid shit with blasters or whatever, and set a spot. I really don't see it as a possibility.
Well, I googled that shit, and apparently they use a stellar coordinate based on the positions of the stars in each galactic sector, or something like that. Whatever. Take all the mystery out of life. Jerks.
What a pointless rant. Thanks for reading.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
The Pointlessness of Blogging
I don't think pointlessness is a word, but that shant hinder me from what I am going to say.
Blogging seems pointless. At least from my perspective. I write a blog to express feelings that are not necessarily meant for anyone but me to read. On the other hand... I don't care who reads them, otherwise I wouldn't post them on the interweb.
So why write them? Why not just open up a word document, type out what I'm thinking, and keep it hidden away on my hard drive?
Because there's no point. The internet is just... there. There to allow people to express their ideas that are not necessarily meant for anyone but them to read. The internet is unbiased, and doesn't single out people and segregate them into groups of who can write and who can't.
As a friend of mine, Dylan, so wisely pointed out to me... people like to be heard. He observed that, while you can write in a word document all you want, you're only talking to yourself. And even if you're talking to yourself in a blog... it doesn't feel like it. It's nice to know that someone out there might hear you, and possibly relate.
So, while I think in some respects it's rather pointless... I enjoy it.
And therefore will continue to do it.
So there.
Blogging seems pointless. At least from my perspective. I write a blog to express feelings that are not necessarily meant for anyone but me to read. On the other hand... I don't care who reads them, otherwise I wouldn't post them on the interweb.
So why write them? Why not just open up a word document, type out what I'm thinking, and keep it hidden away on my hard drive?
Because there's no point. The internet is just... there. There to allow people to express their ideas that are not necessarily meant for anyone but them to read. The internet is unbiased, and doesn't single out people and segregate them into groups of who can write and who can't.
As a friend of mine, Dylan, so wisely pointed out to me... people like to be heard. He observed that, while you can write in a word document all you want, you're only talking to yourself. And even if you're talking to yourself in a blog... it doesn't feel like it. It's nice to know that someone out there might hear you, and possibly relate.
So, while I think in some respects it's rather pointless... I enjoy it.
And therefore will continue to do it.
So there.
Thanks, Blogspot!
So, apparently Blogger/Blogspot has determined that my last blog was indeed not spam... so it's now working again. Instead of having two blogs, I'm just going to repost the two articles I wrote onto this blog... so if you haven't already read them, enjoy them for the first time.
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