When is True and False not True and False

I check The Daily WTF for their chronicling of interesting and perverse efforts in the software world. While the quality of the articles has… suffered somewhat recently, the commenters often produce utter gems. Such as this delightful offering in response to Extra-Boolean ‘logic’


Re: Extra Boolean

2014-06-02 06:55 • by QJo (unregistered)



This leads itself to expansion:

Smidgeon of truth
Possibly True
Probably True
More True
Most True
Extremely True
Religious Conviction

Not Entirely Sure
Seriously Doubtful
More False
Most False
Utterly False
Political Statement

… and so on.

Is it then possible to assign a complement operation upon an ExtraBoolean such that the complement of e.g. Seriously Doubtful is Probably True? Or does one need to posit the existence of statements whose extra-boolean truthiness and falsitude are in fact independent? e.g. a statement may be Most False but at the same time Possibly True? We could build an entire field of mathematics upon this concept. Perhaps model a statement’s Extra-booleanity on the complex plane: truthiness along the real axis and falsitude along the complex. Then a statement that is purely Political Statement, when multiplied by the negative square root of minus one becomes a Religious Conviction?

Might this analysis be used to get to the bottom of the relationship between US and UK during the early 2000’s?


Personally, I love the whole idea that a Political Statement multiplied by the negative square root of minus one can become a Religious Conviction. It explains so much!



There are no words


Some of the educational images posted to the “gentleman’s” twitter feed can be seen here: https://twitter.com/search?q=%40toure&src=typd&mode=photos. Fair warning – they are stomach-turning, all the more so because they are cataloging something that actually happened.

I can’t say what I think about this because there are no words strong enough to encompass the level of disgust engendered by this piece of excrement’s blithe assumption that those who survived one of the worst slaughters of the 20th century benefited from “white privilege”. None that I can repeat in public, at any rate. No words strong enough to fully express the fury that this specimen is permitted to continue in his lucrative line of employment while others who have made far less bigoted statements have been hounded from public office, employment, and entertainment venues.

Apparently this end tag of excrement knows no means other than “white privilege” that could make good or bad things happen. This is an indictment not only of his personal mental candlepower (judging by the evidence, not enough to light one, maybe enough to keep one going), but of the schools and colleges he attended. He is a privileged fool who will one day suffer the consequences of his idiocy. He is fortunate indeed that most holders of “white privilege” are also civilized people and will not hunt him down to take personal vengeance for the careless insult he has given not only to the survivors of the Holocaust and the 6 million or so who didn’t survive, but to the estimated 100 million murdered by Communism (many of them pale-skinned) and the survivors of the Siberian labor camps, Chinese internment camps, Pol Pot’s Cambodian killing fields, and entirely too many more to name who have found their way to the United States of America with nothing but the clothes on their back (often donated by kindly strangers) and made a life for themselves. He has also insulted every black survivor of such horrors by implication – his flip dismissal makes it clear that he considers growing up black in the USA to be far, far worse than the suffering of those caught up in genocidal wars.

May he learn differently without having to experience the truth for himself.


Apparently Sanity is an endangered species

At least it seems to be. On the writing front this time: the man who founded Liberty Con and whose contributions to fandom are pretty damn close to literally incalculable has been “disinvited” as Archon’s Fandom Guest of Honor. If you want more information google “Uncle Timmy” and “Archon” and prepare to weep.

It reads like a setup job to me. On the face of it, one loud voice and a few “hear hear” mumblings in a semi-private forum were enough to convince the committee within a week that Uncle Timmy was doubleplusungood and had to be purged from the guest list. Pig’s arse, pardon my Australian. The con committee – or at least a quorum thereof – wanted him gone. Someone dug mightily and deep to find something – anything – that could be used to blacken him with the favored tar of the terminally politically correct: racism, sexism, or both. That they had to quote it totally out of context suggests they were clutching at straws and the speed with which anyone who might possible support Uncle Timmy has been banned from the convention forum is if not proof, then bloody solid circumstantial evidence.

That means anyone known to have an association with Liberty Con, Baen Books, and anyone who is friends of theirs, as well as anyone who has supported Uncle Timmy. It doesn’t have quite the scope of the Stalinist purges, but I get the impression that’s only due to lack of means.

This is, frankly, insane. Science fiction and fantasy fandom is not exactly a large community. Purging members of it for disagreeing with you – no matter how offensive you think it is – is little short of suicide. This latest SFF version of the Night of the Long Knives (we’ve had a few already) is going to have consequences, and those consequences will not be pleasant. Those of us on the side of the register that’s being purged are a little more prepared for this bullshit than those who are doing the purging. Most of us already know we’re on someone’s target list because  we’re mouthy, we say what we think, and we figure if someone’s offended by facts they need to buck their precious little self up and learn to deal with life before life does the “elephant with a laxative” thing all over them.

People will have disagreements. Some will be valid. Some will make this little bit of idiocy from the Archon committee look like sheer genius. There will be anything and everything in between. Grow a pair (physical or metaphorical) and deal. Because if you won’t, you’re nothing more than self-important cowards expecting everyone else’s good manners to carry you through life. That never ends well.



A lightbulb goes off

All the problems with software are caused by the absence of one critical module. Alas, I lack the skills to write it, design it, or test it. The telepathy module is the one which enables the software to know what users really want and perform that action instead of the one triggered by the button or command the user actually clicked.

Since I failed Telepathy101 I can’t make this happen, but I offer the idea to anyone who wishes to devise their own telepathy module. It’s a winner, I tell you, a winner.

Third parties are Evil

There’s no way around this. Any software project where you have to interface with Someone Else’s Software you will run into untold suffering because Third Parties are Evil. They might be the nicest people in the multiverse. They might make the most wonderful software in several different realms of existence. But the moment your software has to talk to their software they immediately transform into eldritch horrors the likes of which H.P Lovecraft gibbered about before trailing off into the dreaded ellipsis…

This micro-rant brought to you by the discovery that customers using a third party that my company’s software talks to neglected to set a crucial item to be required on the third party’s software. As a result, it wasn’t there when our software pulled their changes. Because it wasn’t there it caused errors down the way because our software requires this one little item. And of course, since shit flows downhill, guess who gets the blame. Yup. Us. This, children, is why testers are such cynical people.

It’s also why I don’t write about the things I run into in my work life. No matter how I translated them into books, nobody – but nobody would believe it.

About Weekends

One of the first things you learn after you start work in a corporate environment is that weekends are never – ever – bloody long enough. This revelation is often followed closely by the discovery that Dilbert really is funny. It’s a remarkable dividing line. People who have worked in a corporate environment laugh at Dilbert. People who haven’t don’t. And all of them agree, weekends are never long enough.

Which is why today was phenomenally unproductive. Some things got done, but none of them are things that actually matter in any way. Well, apart from the small and rather dismal amount of writing that happened.

Tomorrow I need to finish updating the site – the theme update needs to happen and isn’t simple because this particular theme has a nasty habit of overwriting the header images with its defaults. I still prefer it because it lets me set things up with the layout I like, but upgrading the thing is a pain. I also need to write a lengthy rant for my next guest post on According To Hoyt and do a few other bits of general maintenance around the house and computer. I should have done some of this today but somehow, it just didn’t happen.


Long Day

I go to work early. Partly because I start to fade around 2 or 3 even when I sleep disgustingly late, and it makes sense to get in as much that needs thinking and a functioning brain before my body decides “hell no”. Unfortunately that means if I’ve got to stay late – like today when a release went out after 5pm (gotta love live web stuff. Can’t take it down when someone will be using it. Even if the “someone” is the company’s internal people who could work around things so long as we did it in a quiet time) so I didn’t get home until nearly 7. Yay for 12 hour workdays. Not.

It’s also my Mad Genius day. This means I write a post a day or two before and set it up to post early in the morning. When I get home in the evening I respond to comments. Today’s effort was a bit of an expansion of my thoughts on three of the panels I was on at Ravencon. Next week I’ll probably ramble about one of the other panels I did, unless someone in the writing world does something spectacularly stupid that I can rant about.

And on that note, it’s time I went to bed.


Next Big Thing

So, Chris McMahon tagged me in the ongoing blog chain of the Next Big Thing. Me being itty-bitty writer-thing and currently brain-dead exhausted as well, it’s a good thing I wrote the guts of this last week.

The rules:

1. Give credit to the person/blog that tagged you. Did this
2. Post the rules for the blog hop. Here they are
3. Answer these ten questions about your current WIP (Work In Progress). Answered below.
4. Tag five other writers/bloggers and add their links so we can hop over and meet them. Since I don’t know that many who haven’t already been tagged, I have two tagees:

Sabrina Chase http://chaseadventures.com/

Thomas Sewell http://comeletusreasontogether.com/

(Edit: New tagee)

Barb Caffrey http://elfyverse.wordpress.com/

Now the questions and my answers

What is the working title of your book? Puppet Imperium

Where did the idea come from for the book? Where my ideas usually come from: a strange melange of things I’ve done, seen, and experienced tangled into something that stood up and told me I’d damn well better write this thing right now. Oh, and a character who wouldn’t shut up.

What genre does your book fall under? The plot and setting are pure high fantasy, but the tone is much more urban fantasy. Of course, I can’t do anything without it twisting, so this isn’t really surprising.

Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?Actors? You want me to name actors? Yeah right. I watch so few movies I couldn’t begin to answer this one. So readers will have to imagine their own actors instead.

What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book? An orphaned girl holds the key to the fate of all the Realms, but she doesn’t know what she has.

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency? I have to finish it first. Then it will most likely be published by Naked Reader. No agencies will be involved. They wouldn’t know what to do with it anyway.

How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript? I’m still writing it. Usually it takes me about six months, mostly in between other things.

What other books would you compare this story to within your genre? Possibly the bastard offspring of Terry Pratchett on a day when the humor isn’t firing and every dystopian ever. I’m not aware of anything that’s close enough to this one to count, although the Discworld books without the humor come closest.

Who or what inspired you to write this book? It insisted, although a game called Pirate101 may have had a little bit to do with the seed. Inspiration is inadequate to describe what happens when I get hit by a book. It’s closer to having a maniac yelling at you that you’ll regret it all your life if you don’t do this thing RIGHT NOW.

What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest? The antagonists are magical constructs with no emotions. They’re possibly the creepiest antagonists I’ve ever written, and that’s something for me – I tend to head straight to dark and keep on going. The main character has no idea what she’s landed in. She’s got a ridiculous price on her head and she doesn’t know why: she just wants to stay alive and free. Events don’t seem to agree with her.

And that’s that.

Apologies for excess weirdness, excess Kateness, and massive absence of Big Thinginess.