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A team of researchers [AM1] at ScientificChess Corporation acting upon the development of quantum computers in collaboration with other major institutions around the globe led by the engineer Earl Rapport outputted almost two hundred ice breaking papers in related subject areas over the last six months. Every member of this team of 32 people had published a paper every month on average, making things sound like the scoreboard of a team of athletes rather than researchers. Raven was enjoying this game as he followed up on every single paper published by this institution in order to write his book. Another Home Run! The scientists had uncovered methods to store light without using photonic crystals, instead using chloroplasts covered in a synthetically made film. This would be a major cost cutter during the mass production of the quantum computers.
“You’ve [AM2] got mail,” spoke Raven’s personal computer. Raven had been waiting a long time for this one. Finally, he earned a chance to interview the great Earl Rapport. Three in the afternoon the next day at Starbucks he was sitting across Earl.
“So tell me about this project of yours, Dr. Earl,” Raven initiated the conversation after the formal handshake and greetings.
“Our goal is to [AM3] report the invention of the personal quantum computer, which we used to refer to as a PQC but now are referring to as ‘peak’, by the end of this year, Mr. Raven. The peak will be affordable by the general public while being faster and safer than ever before.”
“Can you give me quantitative data on how fast and how safe it will be, doctor?”
“The peak will have far more brute force than any computer ever before making it able to sophisticated games like chess beautifully. For the first time man will have a way powerful enough to calculate all the possible moves of a chess game in advance node by node. The exact specifications that are expected can be found in our white papers.”
“And safety, professor?”
“The peak will have [AM4] no side effects like the technologies of the past because most components are much like nature. No more burnt eyes from radiation from monitors, no more skin diseases and no back pain or finger and wrist problems. It is all carbon tubes, plastic, photons, and plants. It’s vegetarian, literally.”
“I would not have thought that a quantum computer would be a plant.”
“Ha ha ha, exactly, now there is a good idea, we will give our quantum computers the look of a plant. Thank you, Raven. You are certainly very creative. Good luck with that book of yours. Now if you will excuse me, I have research to do.”
A quote from this interview would go on the cover of Raven’s book. It would make it more authentic and superior to the many articles and publications of the general crowd. All his information was accurate and of top level authenticity that every reader craved.
Donuts, coffee[AM5] , orange juice, and other refreshments touched the tongues of the scientists in the team as they conversed and brought enthusiasm and energy to each other for the day. Every morning at eight, the team must eat breakfast together. This was company policy intended to unite the scientists. It kept the rabbits from falling asleep from loneliness and boredom. Motivation and invigoration for the day hid with the sugar as ingredients.
“How is your experiment on stem cells coming along, Martin?”
“Well, lately I’ve been forming this analogy between abstract classes in computer science and stem cells[AM6] . It is quite interesting, the stem cell gives rise to a specific specialized cell in exactly the same way a class is derived from its abstraction. I’ve been quite busy mapping the features of a stem cell that gives rise to blood cells against all the specific functions and features of the blood cells.”
“Now how exactly is this biological research of yours interwoven with our quantum computing project?”
“Well, for many years there has been abstraction in software [AM7] but an understanding of this may lead us to develop abstract hardware as well.”
“Hmm, now that’s curious. Good luck with that. I am starting to get the feeling that although our intent was to build a quantum computer, all of this is leading towards a robot instead.”
“Yes, I am getting the same vibes. I suppose it will be hard to distinguish robots from computers[AM8] when we are done, just like the televisions and computers.”
“Good morning Martin, good morning Raman, how are you this morning?” Jung broke into their conversation.
“Great,” they both replied one after the other and then Jung began explaining his views of space-time that differed quite a bit from the popular perspective. Martin and Raman listened patiently, Raman silently, and Martin with a few words to add here and there. Slowly, the crowd began to lessen as the men dispersed to their offices dreaming to report more groundbreaking research soon. Soon only Jung and Martin were standing with Martin waiting for Jung to finish his non-stop lecture on space-time. A few minutes past nine they were still standing there when the custodians arrived to clean the room and pick up the left over. By this time Jung had picked [AM9] up a green marker and was writing furiously on the whiteboard.
A computer science class [AM10] of high school students arrived at the corporation’s campus for a field trip. Earl greeted them along with their teacher, Mrs. Jenkins in the parking lot. Earl had planned a small activity on NMR for the kids that began in the guest lounge. In this exercise he intended to introduce to the kids the concepts on nuclear spin and magnetic resonance.
“Have a seat, kids. Today, you will be introduced to the following concepts. Please take note:
1. Introduction to the spectrometer.
2. Observation of an FID from water.
3. Fourier transformation and processing of the FID to a spectrum.
4. The effect of changing the magnetic field strength.
5. Introduction to shimming.”
Earl: Recently, I have heard you have been propagating the theory that there are no black holes, Dr. Jung?[AM11]
Jung: Yes, Earl, I know black holes were like the dragons in the fairy tales of science, but I lament that they never existed.
Earl: So then Dr. Jung how do you explain the disappearing of light at the center of the universe?
Jung: In modern physics for a long time scientists have more or less assumed that the universe was created with the big bang.
Earl: And that is not true, according to you?
Jung: Precisely. The big bang is a misnomer and so is this "w-hole" black hole phenomenon. The cosmic cycle doesn't involve the production of matter in an initial Big Bang, or the disappearance of matter in black holes."
Earl: How exactly do you explain the cosmic cycle then, doctor?
Jung: I have always believed in the Vedic understanding of a Brahma creating this universe from the center, Earl. And to me that makes perfect sense. At the center of the universe occur processes, by which, the universe is being generated. At the center of the universe we do not find a hole, but the outpouring of tremendous amounts of energy and light. We do not see stars falling into the center, but instead we observe them moving away from it.
Earl: Huh, interesting. You've got me thinking here, doctor. So how long do you suppose the universe has been around? For certainly, you do not think it is infinitely old, do you?
Jung: It is of the order [AM12] of 155.52 trillion years, I believe. I would be faulting the second law of thermodynamics to believe that the universe is infinitely old since everything would be at the same temperature, in that case.
Earl: I am not even going to bother asking you how you got that number.
Jung: It is the age of Brahma, and therefore, probably the age of the known universe.
Earl: I see. I don't believe it, but that is okay.
Jung: It is not so arbitrary, you see. The calculations are shown in detail. Let me demonstrate to you one cross check with what we know. 18,000 days and nights of Brahma have passed. Each of his days the earth is renovated, this means that it has been renovated 18,000 times in these 155 trillion years. If you do the division you will get 8.64 billion years. As we know, our sun is an average star about half way in its lifetime and thus the earth is about half as old as this, which is 4.32 billion years old, in terms of what we should calculate based on methods such as radio active dating. Dating predicts between 3.8 to 4.6 billion years!
Jung: All of the fragmentation created by neutron stars and
the fission of heavy elements at the centers of galaxies can be explained by
neutron repulsion. It is these
neutron stars that are the center of the universe, Earl. Neutrons and protons in the nucleus work
like the north and south ends of magnets.
Neutrons repel neutrons, protons repel protons, but neutrons attract
protons. Neutron repulsion is the force that energizes neutron stars. This empirical
fact was discovered by five graduate students working with Dr. Oliver Manuel to
decipher the nuclear mass data for the 2,850 known nuclides in the spring of
year 2000. These findings were even
published in the Journal of Fusion Energy.
The heat, light and hydrogen pouring from these stars are produced by
neutron repulsion in their cores.
Earl: Very enlightening, Dr. Jung.
However, now I have to get back to work on our quantum computing project
at hand here, if you will please excuse me.
Jung: Furthermore, our sun once belonged to a larger neutron star that exploded to form the current solar system. Dr. Manuel imagined massive neutron stars to be like giant nesting dolls that give birth to smaller stars. The super massive neutron stars break up and form galaxies of smaller stars, just as the nuclei of the heavy elements break apart. In their paper “On the Cosmic Nuclear Cycle and the Similarity of Nuclei and Stars,” Manuel and co-authors Michael Mozina of Emerging Technologies and Hilton Ratcliffe of the Astronomical Society of South Africa argue that neutron repulsion also explains the luminosity of the sun and other ordinary stars. Additionally, neutron repulsion explains extremely high energy events like quasars, which are associated with high-density regions of space. These were previously attributed to black holes.
Earl: Thank you, doctor. I will hear more another time. Please excuse me now.
Jung: Alright, then. But you really have to read up on this material, it's just so interesting, Earl. The calculations detailing the age of the universe and other cosmological constants are simply a miracle of nature.
Earl: I will see you later, then.
Jung: I'll come to your office for lunch; we can discuss more of this then if that is alright with you?
Earl: No, doctor, I...
Jung: But this is so fascinating you couldn't possibly want to eat lunch over this.
Earl: We’ll see. Later, doctor.
Jung: Later Earl.
With that note, Jung left Earl’s office, leaving Earl wanting to read these matters in more depth, not only for the sake of discussion with Jung next time, but also an amplified curiosity. Jung akin others at ScientificChess loved his work and mankind had much to gain from him.
The
fire alarm [AM13] rang at three in the afternoon on a rainy
day. All the scientists in the
building followed procedure and evacuated the building except Earl. Earl had missed the morning breakfast
with his colleagues because his old aunt died the day before and he had been
driving back from
The building was [AM14] burning down when the firemen arrived. Dr. Mutter quickly reported a missing Earl to the firemen who in their yellow and orange suits climbed inside to his office and threw Earl out the window where two men caught him unconscious. A never delinquent experimentalist, Dr. Mutter, had a keen eye in such matters. While the others stood waiting and getting wet inspecting the shape of the flames that emerged from their burning work, Dr. Mutter had Earl placed inside his Camry and drove him to emergency at the hospital. He filled out the forms with swift precision and in no time Earl was in the safe hands of doctors. A peon instructed Dr. Mutter to take a seat in the waiting area taking notice of his impatient walking around the emergency entrance. Dr. Mutter had just taken his seat when his eye caught a quote from Albert Einstein in the newspaper, “We have to bear in mind that our judgments involving time are always judgments about simultaneous events. If, for example, I say that ‘the train arrives here at 7 o’clock,’ that means, more or less, ‘the pointing of the small hand of my watch to 7 and the arrival of the train are simultaneous events.’” Dr. Mutter previously realized that due to the finite speed of light one could not consider space and time to be absolute and that the definition of time was not satisfactory when series of events…occurring at places remote from the clock had to be evaluated temporarily. Seated, he began to wonder to what extent quantum mechanical phenomenon can be considered spatially adjacent. He comprehended masterfully how to apply l’Hôpital’s rule on mathematical quantities but he wondered how to employ it on this physical phenomenon without converting it to math.
Dr. Mutter: How are you feeling now, Earl?
Earl: Liberated. Thank you.
Dr. Mutter: You are welcome.
Earl: The smoke would have choked me to death, had you not gotten to me on time.
Dr. Mutter: Do not be so pessimistic Earl.
Earl: I have seen many tragedies in my life, Doctor. I cannot help thinking about such things.
Dr. Mutter: Just relax. Everything is fine, now.
Earl: I lost my parents in a car accident as a child, and then my wife died from a brain tumor.
Dr. Mutter: I am sorry.
Earl: Throughout school, I struggled to get into Harvard. I prayed and prayed, but they denied me admission. Nothing good ever happened for me. I grew up with my uncle. He made me do the dishes and the laundry at home, and I had to work to pay for college while other parents helped theirs.
Dr. Mutter: But Earl, you are in one of the most prestigious institutions existent in this world. You stand higher than many of those that went to Harvard law school. You are making laws they will have to follow!
Earl: How so?
Dr. Mutter: How the quantum computer will behave is your domain, Earl, not theirs. They will all follow the laws by which a quantum computer abides; they will all follow your laws and the laws of nature, Earl. You do not have to stand in a courtroom and defend the law.
Earl: Doctor, all that I have worked for has burnt down. There is nothing left of it now. I have been a failure throughout life. I always knew something would go wrong with it all, but I kept trying and hoping. There isn't even hope now. I am like a mouse from Robert Burns' poem To a Mouse? The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft a gley…and there is no time to prepare for that winter anymore, doctor.
Dr. Mutter: Yes, there is Earl. There is always time to prepare for that winter, until it comes. Who understands this better than a physicist well versed in mathematics? We are only approaching the limit, Earl.
Earl: Life is beyond physics, doctor. You cannot truly simplify it like the simple concepts in mathematics. It is far too complex, far too inherent.
Dr. Mutter: Earl, the veracity of life is that knowledge is a powerful goddess. I say this because as a mathematician I realize that as people become more and more learned, their views become similar and similar, and when the limit of learning is achieved, their views are exactly the same; and, in order for this learning to be complete, they must realize that all their knowledge is divine.
Earl: I like your view very much, doctor. Tell me more.
Dr. Mutter: The true beauty of Calculus lies not in the methods of solving various equations, but in perusing how elegantly and simply it explains these truly complex ideas of nature and life. Calculus is a gift of this goddess, Earl, accept it gracefully and let its simple concepts open your mind to nature's beauty. Do not be fooled by its simplicity, it is not its weakness in explaining the world around us; instead, it is a strength only the erudite can admire.
Earl: Indeed, you are extremely optimistic.
Dr. Mutter: I am neither optimistic nor pessimistic, Earl. I am a mathematician. I do not see the glass as half full or half empty, but rather as fifty percent empty and fifty percent full.
Earl: You are so full of insight. However, it is not helping me forget all the tragic moments of my life. I have been trying so hard for so long.
Dr. Mutter: You just have to keep learning. Eventually, you will find those thoughts that will enlighten you in a way that will give you peace. I myself many times receive such words of wisdom through the mouths of others in my dreams. I do not always know who these wise people are and where they come from.
Earl: You’ve lost me.
Dr. Mutter: Let me give you an example. I was once roaming in the hinterlands searching through a group of forage bushes for a small edible weed. Somehow, I had known that from this weed I can engender a powerful medicine. Although, no wildlife was in sight, I imagined from the sounds of the wilderness a plethora of life all around me. Not finding the weed amongst one set of bushes I moved to the next. I placed my feet carefully ensuring that I do not step on life forms such as snakes. My eyes cautiously scanned back-and-forth between the depths of the forest for any signs of movement and the forage bushes for the weeds. Suddenly, I jumped up and crouched as I sensed movement to my side. An old man was rocking back and forth in a rocking chair in the dense green distance. The movement was from a small rock he had thrown in my direction. He called me with the motion of his hand. I slowly advanced towards him and demanded in a feeble whisper, “Who are you?”
HE lifted his finger and replied, “Do not ask my identity.” The awkward denunciation of my question caused me to stumble backwards. Catching my feet I lifted a block of stone, preparing to hurl it him. “Fear nothing. It roots trees of hatred and violence. Come under my protection for the evil spirits seek a chance at you.” Letting go of the stone, I advanced meticulously into the radiant sphere in which the old man sat and rocked. I felt a shawl of air cover me, and then the old man vanished along with his chair. Stunned, I looked around and the scene remained unchanged. Disturbed but calm I began my search again. There was nothing.
When much time had passed and I grew tired of searching, I climbed a tree, found a cozy spot and fell asleep. When I woke up, I was in the comfort of my sofa.
Earl: So what evil forces did these old men protect you from?
Dr. Mutter: I, too, am curious about that Earl. Somehow, although, there was no indication of this from what actually happened in the dream, I believe the old man protected me from a secret group that has been attempting to capture me and use my intelligence for inhumane deeds.
Earl: What might these inhumane deeds be?
Dr. Mutter: I would rather refrain from naming such deeds, Earl. I am afraid they might find me.
Earl: One cannot force your mouth to speak your mind, doctor.
Dr. Mutter: Thank you for understanding.
Earl: Now that I think about it, that was an enlightening dream. You're right, I, too, have such dreams on occasion.
Dr. Mutter: Mind reciting one for me?
Earl: Maybe another time, doctor. I am not in the mood for it right now. I miss my wife too much.
Dr. Mutter: I suppose you wouldn’t miss her so much if there were more women here in the office, but I will leave you alone in peace for sometime.
Earl: Thanks.
Only two of the thirty-two scientists were women–Pakuna and Valisa, both more domineering than any of the men in office. One, Pakuna, was indigenous to the American land and the other Valisa–no one knew of her origins–not even herself. Pakuna had traditions and ways. Valisa had grown up in a foster home where she picked up a mixed culture. Both ascended along with the boys all their life. Pakuna retained some sense of the woman in her due to the ways of her people; however, Valisa dismantled all of her feminine virtues starting from childhood. On her twelfth birthday, Valisa went out on her first date with this boy Mark, who ditched her and left her crying out on the road in front of a local restaurant. She cried out to Mark for some time as the daylight waned, and night began to fall. All of a sudden the restaurant closed and the staff got into their cars and drove away. Apprehension overtook her senses and she began walking towards her foster home alone. After about fifteen minutes, she began running feeling uncomfortable due to the darkness that surrounded. The streetlights showed little rays of hope, but very soon doubts occluded the lights and Valisa’s intuition started failing. Had she run too far, or not yet enough? She prayed and kept running. Many years later, no longer an ingénue, she was still running with the hope to outrun formidable darkness. Ignorance to her was the unnamed eighth deadly sin and that was the sin man conducted even before eating the apple and only a woman could save him. She did not believe in the Big Bang, it was just too fuzzy to be true.
An idea suddenly galvanized the usually silent computer scientist Raman. He took out his notebook and began jotting down related problems, aspects and considerations to his idea. So far all object oriented programming has been static. Raman had always known something crucial was missing from the object oriented design model but he had never until now been able to figure it out. The idea was that so far classes don’t evolve! The functions or methods inside classes are declared by the program but do not dynamically change at runtime in any object oriented languages like C#, Java and Python. Not only should the objects be able to change, but the environment should be able to change and the objects should be able to change in response to the change in the environment. Just like evolution, objects should be capable of remembering past experiences by simple modifications and upgrades within the methods. This would allow construction of methods by the computer without a programmer hard-coding all possible combinations and methods. It would allow for faster and smarter games with less memory reading and more CPU usage, better typing programs including ones that are able to pick up on the author’s habits overtime, and so on. First we had hardware, and then we added functionality. With the ability to add, subtract, multiply, divide we began performing calculations and interacting with peripherals. We added storage. We developed functions and kept building on them to perform more and more complicated computations until we discovered we can do more than just compute things. We began organizing the lines and functions into bigger blocks. We began to make structures to keep variable declarations and soon we combined the structures with functions to make classes which we called objects. The objects interact with other objects and make things happen. However, so far objects don’t change, they do not evolve! If balls have color and are spherical, then they will always have a color and be spherical. And if they can bounce but not dance then they will never be able to dance even if there is music in the environment. While an instance of the ball that has already been created before the modification to the ball class might never be able to dance, a ball that gets created later when there has been music in the environment should be able to dance.
Raman felt exactly like Leibniz had while inventing calculus. Calculus too is a study of change. His work at developing a computer language that allows evolution of the objects had begun.
Dr. Mutter [AM15] muttered about infinities as he scribbled on a piece of paper. Relativistic quantum mechanics was just not working out for him. He was losing spirit even after all that training in mathematics that only seemed to show to never quit a problem a keep trying till an end is determined. Dr. Mutter of course would dwell upon the meaning of the above sentence especially the phrase “even after all” since to him “even” meant even and “all” meant all in their true mathematical sense. Same can be said for only and end. The word after just took him somewhere in the depths of set theory. Had he been a writer his name would have been above Shakespeare in word twisting. However, never having learnt much English outside math classes, he played with numbers and found sentences confusing.
The donuts, coffee, and orange juice became available
again. The night was over with
everyone living in their own books and thoughts. The chitchat began. Raman went around describing his great
idea to his colleagues while Dr. Mutter expressed his frustration. Pakuna and Valisa were in some kind of a
dispute once again over Mark. Earl
slept in the corner sofa. Jung
expressed his notions about cosmology until he ran into Raven’s new
idea. However, Raven did not get
much of a chance to speak of his ideas as Jung began describing his
understanding of object oriented design comparing it to eastern philosophy
about Brahma as usual. “Brahma is the constructor of the program. Vishnu is the main. Shiva is the destructor.
During the
extensive process of creation Brahma unwillingly creates unwanted junk in the
universe also, but attempts to minimize it. Avatars are instances. For example class
MahaGanesha has 8 instances including Ganesh, Mahotkat, etc. What use is our life if we die? Why does
the soul not die? Why is it conserved?
Think about what use a variable is in your program. Why does the
variable have to eventually die? Once a variable dies, it frees up a memory
location that can then be used to put another variable into it. The memory
location like the soul never dies. The total memory of the system is conserved
independently of your program. In
terms of data structures, Sanskrit has been qualified as the most time and
space efficient programming language…”
“What does
any of this have to do with my idea of developing a programming language that
allows the objects to evolve?
That’s great that there are instances of the objects and
everything in the philosophy. I
really don’t care.”
Raman eventually spoke up to Jung and quickly left before Jung could
explain further. Jung began to
search his next prey while Raven was thinking of a new name for his programming
language.
Dr. Javaid from ScientificChess collaborated with Texas Instruments in developing new
circuit boards. The prototypes had
been sent to the patent office and Texas
Instruments worked on the manufacturing of 20,000 such boards. These circuit boards would forever
eliminate the need for wires during testing circuits. All the pins would be internally
connected as switches and could be flipped on and off using a computer program
permitting the user to simply install integrated chips or other components on
the board and make the connections using a simple custom program. Dr. Javaid had already accomplished that
instead of giving these new circuit boards a name, the old breadboards would
now be called “skunk boards[AM16] ” instead. The marketing
guys had agreed that this would be a great strategy for the progress of this
new product. Dr. Javaid had written
and published few papers but his ideas and products formed a financial backbone
for the company. He also never
showed up for breakfast and left office at sharp at nine every day to go home
and get his full night sleep.
Applications,
models, papers from ScientificChess
bombarded every technological city around the world. The company’s lead webmaster
Roofus Rova along with his team busily published the findings and products on
the internet. In the secure folders
on the company servers large databases containing experimental results
subsided. Roofus needed more people
to help him build sorting algorithms and hash tables and maintain these
databases. In order to do so he
quickly constructed job openings for people with lots of experience in data
structures and data mining. He
would be conducting interviews to hire for his team this week. He also had to think of some good
questions to ask. His questions
usually differed from the norm as he liked to test not only knowledge but also
IQ just like Microsoft did in the old
days until they just became more or less like a classroom test in the subject
area. However, Roofus’
methods varied from them in that he often did not ask direct puzzles to which
people could have previously memorized answers but instead invited them to a
game of chess and had them explain and review their game strategy and thought
process for their moves once the game was over. Often times he would create his own
rules or version of the chess game with fewer pieces, or with a different board
size, or with a different set of allowed moves for the pieces especially for
people who claimed not to know how to play the game previously. One of his favorite things to ask were
questions about graphing functions in Microsoft
Excel or any other math program.
He believed the ability to graph and solve equations with the aid of a
computer or a powerful calculator to be one of the most powerful skills in the
field. He would even ask complex
questions about extremely simple programs like Paint for which he might ask, “How would you very efficiently
take a green circle and color it blue? Coloring it a pixel at a time with the pencil tool would of course be the most inefficient way to get the job done
and it happens to be the method most people find forced to perform.” Of course, he would allow them to play
around with the program as long as they needed to figure out the proper
combination in which to use the simple tools to do this.
Depending on their
performance in the interview he would offer them a position on his team
accordingly. He finished updating
the webpage with the job availability for his department along with the
openings in other sections of the organization. The need for qualified people in every
department was forever rising. The
actual hiring depended on issues like the part of the budget that was allocated
to hiring new people and other overheads involved such as training. It also depended upon the necessity of
the person’s skills in the projects.
Company rules specifically stated that at least 30% of the budget must
be kept as contingency funds in order to ensure safe completion of all
projects, although a number of powerful individuals like Roofus in the company
did not maintain the required safety margin in order to increase their
department’s efficiency on their own personal risk. They basically figured they were
overpaid enough in bonuses from better efficiency to take on such a risk. Roofus worked hard and faced a lot of
competition from his counterpart Hollen Baldy. Regardless, he earned enough that his
wife kept him happy.
Hollen Baldy
occupied the position of one of the black rooks in ScientificChess, while Roofus Rova maintained that of a white
rook. Both were webmasters and
displayed computer expertise. For
each of the sixteen main positions the company maintained a counterpart since
it increased competition and throughput.
In the event the company decided to give out bonuses, it would first
determine the percentage to give to each of the sixteen positions. Then it would divide each
position’s bonus between the two counterparts according to
performance. This meant that the
two counterparts would work with each other enough to maximize the bonus for
their position but then pull against each other to get the bigger half of their
pie. Competition amongst the
champions played a key role to ScientificChess’
soaring performance. These two
webmasters wrote and published many papers also for they were no clerks but champions of the mind. While Roofus quoted C.A.R. Hoare in
that, “There are two ways of constructing a software design; one way is
to make it so simple that there are obviously no deficiencies, and the other
way is to make it so complicated that there are no obvious deficiencies. The
first method is far more difficult,” Baldy believed quite the
contrary. Hollen claimed that it
was easy to make things so simple that there are obviously no deficiencies but
given a program so simple that there are obviously no deficiencies he has
always been able to make it slightly more complex in a way that increases
efficiency or throughput. Thus, by
induction he believed it was possible to show that every program will always have
some inefficiency although they may not be obvious.
Martin ran around
the building screaming “I’ve proved Einstein wrong!” at the
top of his lungs.
Every head peeked
out of their office doors into the hall and saw Martin jumping up and down in
excitement yelling “I’ve proved Einstein wrong!” Everybody was wondering if he had
figured out why relativity and quantum mechanics equations don’t seem to
work out together or if he had found something that can travel faster than
light. Dr. Mutter bubbled out of
his room at these words and ran into Martin with all his excitement. He thought his frustrations would come
to an end right then and there. He
had been praying hard to god to give him the solution immediately. He could not sustain any longer. He had been feeling so depressed and
frustrated he had been cursing god and crying in his heart and letting out
salty tears.
Dr. Mutter hugged
and squeezed Martin hard as he ran into him almost making Martin fall
backwards. His voice ruptured out
of his insides, “What’s the solution? What’s the solution?
Pray thee, do tell fast.” Dr.
Mutter’s heart beat faster than the speed of thought almost as if he was
meeting the lost love of his life.
Speed of thought of course is faster since we can imagine a star 20
light years away in a minute where as light would take 20 years to describe it
to us.
Dr. Mutter
hollered to the peeking heads, “This boy has found the solution! He has
found the solution! Oh my, we will be the first to know the solution nobody
ever knew!”
“Dr. Mutter! The solution is that there is gravity between lovers and
the vibes they feel are gravitational waves! Einstein was wrong in saying that
‘Gravity certainly cannot be held responsible for people falling in
love’ and hereby, I declare I’ve proved Einstein wrong! We need to create an understanding of
the love-time curvature due to love!
Quick! Start writing down the tensors! 'Love' is the integral of 'Like' with
respect to time, 'Love at first sight' is the Dirac-Delta function. This means that love at first sight will
cause the dimensions to curve similar to a blackhole causing love-time to
curve!”
“Great, so these vibes obviously cause ripples that move faster than
light in love-time. Can’t you
already feel love for your counterpart in a world so far away on the other side
of the universe from where light can’t reach you but you’ll never
know how fast these vibes move,” responded Dr. Mutter.
Although, Dr. Mutter found fascination in Martin’s theory, he quickly
found his tears back. He wanted to
hate god but now he couldn’t get himself to feel as sad as he did just a
few minutes before Martin’s outbreak. It was as if god had sent Martin to make
Dr. Mutter relax his intense depression due to not understanding why relativity
and quantum mechanics equations put together yielded infinities. Dr. Mutter felt tricked. God had tricked Dr. Mutter into hating
him with less intensity.
From that day on the theory that one can never determine how fast love
waves move since the understanding is beyond human ability became known as Dr.
Mutter’s Uncertainty Principle
in ScientificChess[AM17] .
“Passport
and ticket, please,” the lady in blue and white said to Raven. Raven handed his ticket and passport to
the lady who stripped off a stub from the ticket and checked the name on the
ticket matched the name in the passport and the photo matched his face. “Thank you.”
“Thank
you,” Raven replied as he walked up the ally that led him into the plane
where a man in blue and white with a orange-yellow bowtie snatched his stub,
looked at it, and waving his hand down one of the two allies said,
“Welcome to Lufthansa Air, I am
the pilot of this plane, Enjoy your flight, this way to 49H.”
“Thank
you,” Raven replied once again as he walked into the ally pointed to by
the pilot’s hand looking for Row 49.
He had the window seat in that row.
He lifted his hand luggage into one of the small cabins above his head
as a man shoved against him to get through to his row. After closing the cabin, he made himself
comfortable in his seat, stuck the small pillow in the pocket between his head
and the headrest, tied his seatbelt, and began looking out the window to his
right. He could see the two
stalwart men riding on a little truck who moved the check-in baggage into the
plane in a compartment near the lower back of the wing. They threw the baggage into a small
crane that lifted it into the compartment where another man stood and unloaded
it into the plane.
Finally, his
peripatetic mind had time to relax after all the hassle of the journey came to
a halt. Raven felt sleepy. He just stared into blank space from the
window waiting for the plane to take off.
He did not realize when they were finished loading the baggage, and the
plane began to crawl. Drowsily he
heard the safety instructions he had heard many times before as the plane took
off and looking down at the buildings get smaller and disappear from the rising
plane he fell asleep.
He began to dream
about a sweet girl in the seat next to him and sleeping with her head on his
shoulder. The plane flew into the
heavens with him sleeping comfortably with the feeling that she was sleeping
there with him. Her soft arms took
his exhausted head and relieved the stress. He did not want to wake up and disturb
the setting or make her disappear.
Dr. Javaid [AM18] walked out of the Dallas Love Field airport where a limo driver waited for
him with a poster that read, “Imran Javaid. Welcome to
“Yes, Dr.
Javaid. Shall we proceed to the TI
Headquarters?” Dr. Javaid replied.
“Right
away, sir,” the driver in white said cheerfully and hit the road and
within a minute was on the highway.
Javaid observed the various types of rocks formations that went by and
the cloudless blue sky.
Javaid having lived in
“It is
quite enjoyable actually. In
“You are
from
“It’s
cold and it snows a lot.”
Javaid said describing
Javaid ensured
his red tie remained in place as the limo came to a halt in the TI headquarters
parking lot. Javaid got out of the
limo with his briefcase and walked towards the rectangular building with
gratifying green lawns around it.
Quarkezon,
formerly Alfred J. Hubba, unveiled the mysterious effects of high energy
particles on quantum systems like a squirrel splitting open nuts. After gaining fame as the genius who
truly demonstrated the existence of quarks and discovering quark fields and
getting hired by ScientificChess
Corporation Quarkezon’s immanent aspirations and abilities fell like rain
from a heavy cloud in a low pressure region. Quarkezon alone had more understanding
of waves and particles than the six billion people of the world. Few people rose to the point of studying
the topic and fewer to using it directly; and only one to understand it in its
essence. Repeatedly, Quarkezon became
a nominee for the Nobel Prize in Physics.
However, due to the some or the other lack of understanding on the
judges part he had not yet been able to win the grand prize.
Hundreds of newspaper [AM19] articles hugged the walls in the office along with tables listing the
properties of multifarious particles in various contexts. A counter like the ones found in
kitchens circumvented the room that had no other tables or chairs. The back of the locked door formed a
bookcase extended onto the wall, designed to close at the opening of the
door. The case stocked with
books silently observed the intensity with which Quarkezon, locked amidst
information, studied slowly and steadily.
Numerable files rested on the counter hiding its creepy color that had
been once used for an optical illusion experiment. However, the man responsible for the
experiment had been too much of a libertine and thus, accused of witchcraft and
given the “swimming test.”
He swam and was hung to death by his preposterous community of the
twenty-first century. Quarkezon,
mourned by his friend’s death, took over his room to always keep him
near.
Only two people and one power kept
Quarkezon alive. One had been his
friend who got [AM20] hanged. The other, his mother, lived
with him, and the power of knowledge and his passion for it kept him
alive. All day Quarkezon stood and
walked around in his friend’s memory (the room) trying to encompass as
much knowledge as possible before his end.
He knew knowledge herself was too almighty for him to ever be able to
encompass fully but like a lover he tried to get every sight of her that he
could. When he could stand no
longer he would go home to his mother and fall asleep in security.
“Yes, can
you guide me to Mr. Blacksmith’s office?”
“Hang on
one moment sir; I’ll let him know he has a visitor.” She handed Javaid a guest id and voiced
Mr. Blacksmith on the intercom.
Within a minute
Mr. Blacksmith appeared behind Javaid to tap him on the shoulder. “Mr. Javaid?” Javaid turned around swiftly and greeted
Mr. Blacksmith. “Come,”
Mr. Blacksmith lead Javaid to his office down the hall.
“How far
are we on kicking the skunkboards out of the market?” Javaid asked.
“Five of
the twenty-thousand are done, Mr. Javaid.
So you could say we are a fourth of the way there.”
“Shall I
see some samples, today?”
“Of course,
we got the shipment from
“Thank
you. So, what has the final cost of
these boards come out to? What
price can we sell them for?”
“These
first twenty thousand boards have amounted to a little over hundred thousand
dollars; that is only about $5.10 per board. Further production will cost only about
$2 per board. By convention, we
recommend starting sales at around 22 bucks to cover the risks and then
gradually bringing the price down to $10 later if more batches are produced,
but that is up to you.”
That is
conventional business pricing but let us try starting sales at only $5, that
will guarantee the product’s success and then we can make huge profits on
large future batches, Javaid thought. Then, changing topics he asked, “So
this calculator and ultra high definition 3d cell phone business of yours seems
to be booming. You guys have got
nice relations with both Motorola and Arm and a great consumer outlet. All the high school students are starting
their lives by buying your products.”
“That is
correct,” Blacksmith gleamed in excitement almost as if he owned TI and
all this was his own idea.
“We make 40% of the entire world’s electronics alone,
today.” Then he went on with a
laundry list of goods TI produced.
Mark practiced his vocabulary[AM22] . In an internet forum on how
to irritate people he devised boilerplate sentences such as “to irritate simply get in a hugger mugger and jostle with hoydens and
mountebanks about the précis of a tome rife with pleonasms or a
political scenario kindled in a transoceanic grist for the gossip mill, my
personal favorite realm of altercation being Billy Budd...” and
irritated girls by making splenetic comments like, “In hindsight, irritating girls renders itself a bodacious
borborygami causing art...please bruit this prurient grapevine to all your
acquaintances.”
Although, Mark [AM23] had always been a wunderkind and never too prude about using gross words like merkin, he did like to vaunt his vocabulary skills in public. In fact, his ability to shovel up complex sentences from the language and use idioms and metaphors in a true sense had aroused from this public humor and pride of his. Other boys never liked his niggardliness and considered him a prig, not realizing he was quite the contrary since they never bothered to figure out what he had actually said. Girls on the other hand either got scared and ran away or fell in love with his japing style and creativity. He had quite some power when he combined his intense knowledge of the sciences and engineering with his literary skills.
Mark’s favorite word amongst all was
bodacious, which he first learnt by
reading Toni [AM24] Morrison’s
Along with everything, Mark was an avid reader[AM25] . His favorite works being the same as all time favorites of many others. Les Miserables, The Fountainhead, Anthem, Tess of the D'Urbervilles, A Separate Peace, The American Girl's Collection, Life of Pi, The Great Gatsby, As I Lay Dying, A Raisin in the Sun, The Blue Mountains, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, The Tripod Trilogy, Moby Dick, Homer's Odyssey, Victor Hugo's Odyssey, The Hunch Back of Notre Dame, Hiroshima, The Old Man and the Sea, A Prayer for Owen Meany, Animal Farm, Dr. Seuss, To Kill a Mockingbird, Malcolm X, Roots, Shakespeare, Rig Veda, Dante's Inferno, Grendel, Paradise Lost, Toni Morrison's Paradise, Frankenstein, Alexander the Great, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn and Tom Sawyer and the Bible were all amongst his favorites with many others. The reading made him a little of everything. A little communist, a little capitalist, a little Greek, a little American, a little lover, a little killer, a little believer, a little atheist, a little sailor, a little stand-by, a little leader, a little follower, a little winner, a little loser, a little dreamer, a little pessimist but above all it made him a little thinker amongst the great thinkers.
One t[AM26] hing Mark had thought enough about was fate and free will, coincidence and
luck, destiny and karma, omens and miracles, fortune and kismet, accidents and
predications, reincarnation and serendipity. It was an underlying theme in all of
literature from Thomas Hardy to Shakespeare, intended or unintended by the
authors. It was a theme that
aroused in all cultures from African to Asian to European to American each with
its own peculiar outlook. Yet, it
was not the outlooks that mattered so much, but how his life would play
out. The linear combination of all
these outlooks gave him no way to determine his future life for both his body
and soul. Believing in an
individual idea often gave way to predicting some future for either the body or
the soul, but almost always in an extremely non-testable way, before waiting to
actually watch his life play out.
Just like Schrodinger’s cat in quantum mechanics, his future was
always a linear combination of many states until its wave-function collapsed.
Jung suddenly came to [AM27] a realization as he read some old papers. Einstein was right in that
"God does not play dice." In reality, Monopoly is a game of strategy,
but to most it seems to be a game of dice and luck. Quantum mechanics is not a
game of dice and luck, but seems so; it is a game of the particle's will. This idea arose in Jung’s mind as
he combined his knowledge of philosophy with the ideas of the quantum mechanics
pioneers. The pioneers such as
Nobel laureate Gerard’t Hooft of the
Jung picked up another paper; this one by
Christopher A. Fuchs called “Quantum Mechanics as Quantum Information
(and Only a Little More).”
Jung loved
In Hindu philosophy, Jung recognized that
before anything appears there is a wave function
Thus, Jung concluded [AM29] that the reason quantum mechanics behaves as it does is because the
particles have a will. This explained everything from beginning
to end. The wave-particles could
choose in the end where they wanted to be detected. Jung had formulated the finest idea to
date. The formalisms remained. All those equations, all those
experiments, and all those facts, everything came together. Jung remembered a quote from somewhere,
“To use F = ma is one thing. To learn it is another. To understand it is
yet another.” Jung had become
the first man in modern history to truly understand Schrödinger’s
equation. Jung now stood on a firm
understanding that other men simply lacked. This was not the end, but the beginning
of understanding. Jung called his
conclusion the Smart Wave-Particle
Theory.
This
conclusion caused questions to fill Jung’s mind. “Can we determine [AM30] how the brain thinks based on this? Will
the quantum computer’s we are building be the first ancestors of a true
animal brain? Which attributes of a
particle determine what the particle wants? Can this help give more meaning to
Freud’s experiments and conclusions?
Can this help rationalize why we fall in love with certain people? How do we dream? Are we building the first real
Frankenstein?”
Shakespeare remained Mark’s favorite
author[AM31] . Mark loved discussing
Shakespeare in his online discussions and at that moment he discussed Macbeth
and the manipulation of human life by supernatural forces, namely the witches. He argued that they did not seem to have
absolute control over what happens but they do have a view of the future and
also an ability to manipulate human actions in order to fulfill that futuristic
view, given to them by their “boss.” The witches also recognize that “a
man’s greatest enemy is safety.”
Duncan, the king of Scotland is [AM32] apparently in this situation of “safety.” Before his death, this is obvious
through the quotes of characters such as Banquo. Banquo says that the king is in bed,
full of “unusual pleasure” and of course, he is in the safety of
“the most kind hostess” as the King himself called Macbeth’s
wife. Yet, Macbeth’s wife was
the one pushing Macbeth to not lose the chance of being able to kill the
King. Macbeth, though reluctant
himself, is overcome with the selfish dream of being the King, shown to him by
the witches and encouraged by his wife.
That is how the witches manipulated him to kill the king. They took advantage of the
“King’s safety.”
This idea was expressed beautifully in an old man’s speech to
Ross:
On Tuesday Last
A falcon in his pride of place
Was by a mousing owl hawk’d at and kill’d.
The quote shows
how much of an enemy safety is to
man. “A man’s safety is the witches’ best tool.
In fact the
witches were able to manipulate Macbeth by the same technique, after he becomes
king. They tell him that he cannot
be killed by any man born from a woman’s womb, and that he cannot be
killed unless the woods came to the castle. This made Macbeth so overconfident that
he was forever safe, that he decided not to run when the king of
It was clear to
Mark that everything the witches said came true even without their complete
control over Macbeth’s actions, and he tried to convince other
friend’s online of this.
The witches had the flawlessly powerful tool of man’s weakness:
man’s unrealized enemy: safety. Although, Macbeth tries to overcome the
powers of the witches and defy their word in that he tries to kill Banquo and
his son who was predicted to kill Banquo and his son, who was predicted to be a
future king by the witches, he fails miserably in killing Banquo’s son
even though Banquo is killed. The
word of the witches remains, showing Macbeth has control over what he does but
not over what happens because the witches know how to manipulate even the
best. The witches trapped Macbeth
too, who was so good in worrying about everything that could possibly hurt
him. It seemed to Mark as if humans
control their actions, but the witches had the ability to manipulate their
actions to decide their fate.
Martin secretly held a crush on Pakuna [AM33] because of which he ended up participating under an alias in the same forums as Mark and reading the random junk written by him. Pakuna and Valisa both acclaimed Mark for his otherwise rapacious words in the forum, “In unification of hum and tum, a visceral angiogenic need for collaboration arises. Its repertoire is heartfelt as per my previously limned theory of love waves. Tiny perturbations caused in these waves can accumulate and construe irritating disturbances. To irritate, one can knowingly dope these waves with such perturbations. Depending upon the dopant's nature feelings of anger, irritation, distaste, agony, and antagonism can materialize.”
The
comment naturally irritated Martin because the theory of love waves was not
Mark’s but his own. Not only
had Mark been plagiarizing his work, but getting Pakuna’s admiration for
it. Martin wanted to strangle Mark,
but again Freudian superego took the better of id. Jung would probably have related this to
dharma rather than superego. Martin
wanted to raise awareness in Jung about plagiarism. Mark was going to have to pay for the plagiarism,
and although he had studied about not plagiarizing in books, he had no idea how
heavily the consequences could cost him.
Martin began to make seemingly random comments about plagiarism in the
forum hoping Mark would read them and cut short the stolen wise words. In fact he started a complete thread on
the vices of intellectual theft and warned[AM34] , “Plagiarism should not occur at any
time and place. Always give credit, for it helps establish your own ideas
against those of others. Those who steal fuzz the line between their ideas and
the ideas of others and lose rights over even their own contribution. The thing
of essence is the contribution to the society and civilization.”
“How can
the witches and other supernatural forces have so much influence on
someone’s actions? What is
the point of people even having the ability to have their own actions if they
are so fully controlled by these supernatural forces?” someone asked Mark
in the forum in response.
“Take a look at Julius Caesar,
where the main plot is the murder of Caesar. The plot and [AM35] character portrayal are the main techniques Shakespeare uses to show how
everyone is always basing their decisions on other people’s
thoughts. In many instances when a
character encounters two influential
people with drastically different thoughts, he can lose his sense of direction
and make decisions based solely on the more empowering character’s
thoughts. Many examples of this can
be seen in the plot as various characters convince the mob as Shakespeare calls the crowds, especially in
“Julius
Caesar was confused about going to the capitol because of the power many other
characters had on him. First, the soothsayer
at the festival of Lupercal told him to ‘Beware of the ides of
March.’ Then the night before
March 15th (Ides of March) Calpurnia, wife of Caesar, had a dream in
which she saw how all Roman men were bathing their hands in a fountain from
which Caesar’s blood flowed, and how warriors fought on clouds. So she tried to convince him not to go,
and at once he told her,
‘Cowards die many times before their death
The valiant never taste of death but once’
So far
Caesar’s decisions came from his own head, but finally he was convinced
he should stay home. However, when
Decius Brutus, one of the conspirators, came to get Caesar, and interpreted the
dream as Caesar’s power over
“Similarly,
the crowd as a whole too is easily convinced one way or another. In the opening scene, the commoners were
celebrating Caesar’s victory over Pompey, when the two tribunes sent them
away. Then later when the crowd was
mourning Caesar’s death, Brutus convinced the crowd that Caesar had been
ambitious and wanted to take over, and how himself and the other murderers were
‘honorable men’ protecting Rome from kingship. The crowd became easily convinced. Then
“These are
not the only examples in the plot and character portrayal representing such
strong influence. Brutus himself
had to first be convinced against Caesar.
Brutus loved Caesar and was torn
between Caesar and
Noofey[AM36] stealthily leaked information about the corporation’s ongoing projects
to the world from the basement computers.
Noofey’s plans were ephemeral and he sought immediate praise and
credit by revealing the great ideas.
This was his inspiration. He
felt no need for winning the Nobel Prize, or finding a girl in his life, or
becoming the richest person alive, or becoming the American President or a King
of some nation. He was great at all
times; he did not need to become great.
That’s all that mattered.
If to his poorly educated family he e-mailed that he was working with
neptunium at ScientificChess Corporation it was enough to earn him small
acclaim. The small acclaim
satisfied him and his desires. He
did not mind if his small talk led nations to fall, corporations to go
bankrupt, or battles to lose. He
was a one-man-army that had killed hundreds
at a time, hundreds of flies at a time. Food and sex easily distracted Noofy,
but fishing and standing on stage with an auditorium full of applaud subjugated
Noofy to the dream world.
Noofey stood on a circular platform [AM37] rapping the philosophies of science amidst a crowd of ten-thousand men who
keenly listened and praised his knowledge.
Noofey made promises of establishing a world where men could fly into
space naked and women could go through the earth in fashionable dresses of
their choice. It would be a world
where fish would swim in the darkness of space and the fishermen would reach
into the skies with lasers to tackle them.
There would be almighty power, wealth, and wisdom for all beings and
Noofey their supreme lord would grant every man, woman, and child a planet
fashionable of their choice.
Everyone would be a king over the billions of people of their planet who
would serve all the desires of the king and the king would never die. The king could grant all men, women, and
children all their wishes and yet never screw up and lose his position. Partying, hunting, singing, dancing,
flying, and snoring, the merry men of Noofey’s universe would forever
enjoy a blissful life. All would have the boon of ignorance for
remembering is the root of sadness.
No lover would recall their love and shed tears, nor will two men
remember their friends and foes, so all will live in the present. No one would grow old and weary and all
would always seem anew. How would
all this be possible? By using the
quantum computer Noofey was about to build, he would have the power to
calculate and construct time machines, brain surgery tools, automatons that
control everyone’s thoughts and more. So much was about to happen when Polley
got up on stage and shook Noofey’s shoulder. Polley dwelled [AM38] in the basement with Noofey in the east lead of the horseshoe
basement.
On the south end of the horseshoe
basement’s [AM39] east lead was a large steel door, on the other side of which lied a bog. The basement shaped like a north-south
horseshoe with a perpendicular L-shaped hall attached midway to the west lead
of the horseshoe. At the end of the
L-hall a modern elevator system remained intact despite the acidic fluids that
immersed the underground walls.
Ancient pillars carved with symbols were spread evenly throughout the
basement, as if there might have been a temple here historically. Another elevator system was a quarter of
the way down on the east lead of the horseshoe. There were also three rounded staircases
supported by the same ancient pillars that looked somewhat like
stalagmites. One staircase was at
the closed end of the horseshoe, another midway along the east lead of the
horseshoe a small distance apart of the elevator, and a third on the other side
of the bog. There was no clear way
to get to the third staircase. The
difference in proportions was that the leads of the basement were not as stout
as the legs of the horseshoe. Above
all the architecture of the corporation’s basement had a unique essence;
whilst all the buildings above ground represented distributed system
architecture, the basement served to bring it all together. The basement was the fundamental atomos forming the basis, yet things
were not as clean even here, for it was composed of jingled-mingled quarks and
strings. Up above, everything had
been classified and separated, but down here there was boggy material. The basement represented the underlying
cellular junk above which functional parts were built. The monitor was clear of the CPU, but
the wires that were hidden under the table splattered around the basement. Most things had been neatly classified
as classes and functions, but some global variables were packed down here like
a closet stuffed with the trivial trash around the home.
The other two
mischievous boys Rickey and Mickey settled in the north end of the L-hall. Rickey, an expert virus maker, and Mickey, a
professional hacker, [AM40] were always laughing and cracking geeky jokes. “Hey dude Mickey, wanna hack some
systems and install this self propagating Ogata virus I’ve just
made?”
“What will
it do, Rickey?”
“Oh,
nothing much, it’ll only play with the baud rates of various
peripherals.”
“O,”
Mickey responds with a sigh.
“But there
is a catch; I sneak my own naughty bits into the transmission. Ha-ha-ha,” Rickey laughed loudly
in self applause. It was an old
trick that people just did not use anymore. But Rickey knew all about it.
“You are so
good at what you do.”
“So are you
Mickey, so what are you trying to do?” Rickey asked the usual question.
“Check this
out; [AM41] I got 10,000 people’s Yahoo and G-mail username and passwords. Now, I’m going to surf their
accounts for important stuff to steal like credit card numbers, of
course.”
“How did
you manage that?”
“Oh,
it’s so simple. Most people
are so shallow minded, they make the same username and password for most any
site they go to. So, all I did was
made my own website, a networking and chat forum with a few fun games, since
those grow the fastest. I got
approximately 14,000 people to register.
Statistically, approximately 71% of the people make the same username
and password for most websites so my program just ran and tried those usernames
and password combinations on the most popular sites, where those people are
also likely to be registered. And
voila! Exactly 10,000 of them
worked.” Mickey explained.
“What is
your website?”
“It is
called www.distributedhacking.com,” Mickey drove out of his mouth as if
he was saying a tongue twister, “Check it out.”
“Hey, I
registered for your forum too! One
of my friends had sent me an email on yahoo requesting I sign up. I never used it though.”
“Ha-ha,
what is your username?”
“JohnyJackal,”
Rickey said almost embarrassed.
Mickey did a
quick search on the database and said laughing out loud, “Got you and you
are one of those idiots that used the same password for your yahoo mail and for
my distributedhacking.com.
Let’s see what we have here: pending patents and assembly code for
viruses. Nice job, I could steal
all your work right now.”
“So, what
the heck do you do? Save all your
different passwords in a database?
Or do you just forget them all?
Or maybe you are just registered on only one website?”
“No, I have
a method. I’m not going to
tell you what my method is, but I’ll give you an example. Say, you take the first and last letters
of the website you are making a password for and add them to the beginning of
your generic password like JohnyJackal.
So, for yahoo your password would be yoJohnyJackal and for my website it
would have been dgJohnyJackal.
Then, at least they would be different and not taken by my computer
program. Although, if I manually
looked at it I could guess the dg were the first and last letters of my website.”
“But, I
could generate a complicated password in that way, that no one else can figure
easily.”
“Yes, you
could, and this way you’ll remember all your passwords, and yet have
different ones for all sites. You
could turn the dg into numbers and make password be something like
JohnyJackal47.”
“Wow, I
never thought of that. From now on,
no one will be able to steal my passwords.”
“Don’t
be so sure, I might find a way to hack your stuff anyway.”
The twelve
security officers at ScientificChess, Black, Brown, Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue,
Violet, Grey, White, Gold, and Silver[AM42] , barged in and out of the office, running errands and checking off the
assigned tasks in the terminals in the office. Some coincidence it was that their names
matched the resistor color code and except the missing Indigo the men behaved
like the colors of the rainbow.
Grey, White, Gold, and Silver along with Polley, Noofey, Rickey, and
Mickey were the black pawns.
Contrary to popular assumption, Black was not only a white pawn, but an
outstanding leader and chess player.
He could of course, still beat Brown, Red,
“Rf8, check!” said Brown [AM43] to Yellow putting Yellow’s king in trouble at the north edge of the board. Brown had Yellow in the rook and king only checkmate position except Yellow’s rook sat in the intersection of the row between Brown’s king and Yellow’s king and the row between Brown’s rook and Yellow’s rook. Yellow had only his king and rook on the board while Brown had an extra white-squared bishop too in d5. They both walked out of the office forcefully pushing the door out and letting it slam back. The atmosphere drizzled lightly on them and small puddles formed concentric circles of outward waves as the water drops fell in them.
“Re8,” Yellow said sipping his coffee as he got out of checkmate by squeezing the rook between his king and Brown’s rook forcing his rook to a worse rank.
“Rf7,” Brown said walking quickly trying to keep up with yellow and hogging the 2nd row from the north with his rook after having forced Yellow to empty it.
“Re2!” Yellow ushered quickly escaping the trap and walking with a fast pace. It was surprising how fast this little guy could walk, and that too while drinking coffee. Brown almost had to run to keep up. His feet tossed back the slush from the ground on the back of his pants.
“Rh7.” Brown made room for his footsteps so he too could walk faster.
“Re1,” and so Yellow said also made a little more room.
“Rb7,” proclaimed Brown jumping to the other side of the obstacles. He had a plan in his head and so he got ahead.
“Rc1.” Yellow also began his quick walk to the other side of the obstacles.
“Bb3!” Brown said excitedly as he had found the pace at which he could block Yellow’s rook from moving to d1. This meant no check for Brown and Yellow’s rook bound to the sixth file and forced to the sixth rank which is allegedly the worst for rook.
“Rc3.” Yellow had to take the constricted space on the squeezed sidewalk for there was Brown claiming his space on one side and automobiles and the road on the other.
“Be6!” Brown wanted it to be his turn and he wanted to have his bishop in d5, so he first moved it to e6 expecting Yellow to put him in check which he did.
“Rd3, check,” warned Yellow in a siren voice as if he was going to take his space back.
“Bd5,” blurted Brown, his preplanned move forcing Yellow back to the sixth file.
“Rc3,” replied Yellow miserably forced back into his old position, denied the f3 and b3 positions. The move too, was Brown’s.
“Rd7, check,” imposed Brown. Should the king move to e8 Brown would move his rook to g7 trapping Yellow. So, Yellow made the only choice.
“Kc8.”
“Rh7,” Brown moved to the sidewalk’s edge away from the king from where he could get perspective.
“Kb8.” Yellow took the king under the rook’s protection.
“Rb7, check,” imposed Brown again. This time protected by his arch bishop instead of the king.
“Kc8.” Yellow tried to protect himself from brown mud about to be slapped in his face from the oncoming bus.
“Rb4!” exclaimed Brown, forcing Yellow to move that king again, as he rushed for the car’s driver seat.
“Kd8.” Yellow gasped hanging on a fish rod outside the water. The drizzling stopped leaving a sense of thirst on yellow’s face. The water just would not fall to quench it.
“Bc4.” Brown quickly got in the driver’s seat. He had won the unspoken race to the driver’s seat for which both had been quietly rushing to the car.
“Okay, you win.” Yellow admitted foreseeing the checkmate in the coming move, and dragging himself into the passenger seat. Brown was chief for today. “So, where are we off to today?”
“You look it up in the register. I’m driving,” replied Brown almost ready to sneer at Yellow for his loss but didn’t out of professionalism. Yellow was determined to get back at Brown another time.
Martin scribbled equations on the chalkboard busily developing his love-time theory. Although, physicists had not yet combined gravitational force with electromagnetic, strong, and weak forces yet to their satisfaction, Martin had applied not only the theory of gravity to his love fields but also the electromagnetic and quantum theories to it. The elegant equations of his thirsty theory was imbued with Hermitian operators, discrete and continuous modes, curls and divergences and Green’s theorem, not to mention the good old Dirac-Delta function that showed up wherever love at first sight came into play.
The theory explained love triangles where two people fall in love with one, and linear systems of love of which you are about to see an example. There was once a man who helped a saint and received an apple of youth. The man decided that he wanted his wife to be youthful forever, and so gave it to his wife. Now, this woman, she loved her servant more than her man for he would go out and work all day, while her servant would be home to help her out. And so it happened that she gave that apple to her servant, when her man left for work. That evening the servant gave the apple to his lover, who in turn loved one of the King’s guards. When the loyal guard got the apple, he felt it was his duty to give the apple to the king, for his love was his King. The King gave this apple to the queen. The queen loved the King very much, and wanted to grow old with him, and so gave it back to the saint in one of her charity functions. Now, you might wonder from your limited knowledge of geometry that this is a circular path, then why did Martin call it a linear system of love? Martin knew that all lines are circles, and vice versa because he had studied Inversive Geometry in which we understand a line as a generalized circle connected at both ends at a point infinity in addition to the plane IR2 so is in the space IR2 U {¥}. The plane with the addition of the point at infinity is called the extended plane. A generalized circle in the extended plane is a set that is either a circle or an extended line. This extension of the real plane was one of the neat little tricks Martin applied in order to prevent some of the absurd results that arose when combining equations.
Martin’s theory explained such systems as passing the parcel of the apple quite elegantly. Be it geometry, vector calculus, tensor analysis, abstract algebra, or real, complex, or functional analysis, they all played graceful roles in Martin’s theory. The portions of mathematics Martin had trouble with or could not solve, Dr. Mutter proportioned them for him. Dr. Mutter could do everything that Matlab programs could do in his head excepting the animation, although he tried to do that too. Dr. Mutter had a special interest in Martin’s theory since the ‘incident’ which is what came to be called of everything that happened from Martin’s proclamation that he had proved Einstein wrong to the declaration of Dr. Mutter’s Uncertainty Principle. Others also took particular interest in the theory because certain analogies that arose from it gave deep insights into the real physical entities of the world which is what physics was all about.
A good analogy is an extremely powerful tool but beware that a bad analogy is an extremely misleading path. While, the proper application of physics to computers has led to the development of computational fields, a good analogy can be made between a function and its parameters to an operator and the function to which it is applied, another good analogy can be made between the Lagrangian and the study of profit in economics, and yet another good analogy between the commercial computer systems that sort relevant products that the customer “might also want to buy” has been used to study relevant crystal/solid state structures, it would be false to conclude that the derivative is the same as subtraction of infinitely small pieces because addition and subtraction are opposites, and differentiation and integration are opposites, integration is the addition of infinitely small pieces. Why? Because of course, addition and subtraction are actually not opposites in the same sense as integration and differentiation. Subtraction is actually the addition of negative numbers, but differentiation is not the integration of negative numbers.
There were other mathematical pitfalls Dr. Mutter and Martin had to avoid meticulously. Simple examples include discretion problem, that is where a function that can only be applied to the real set is applied to the set of integers, divide by zero, for which no one falls anymore anyways, squaring negative numbers and so on. While these problems arose continuously, there were some rarer problems that dealt with the cardinalities of infinite sets or sometimes just greater than less than equations. Sneaky functions that looked like they had valid derivatives or integrals that did not were also not uncommon, but being real experts Martin and Dr. Mutter avoided all traps and made sound mathematics that truly explained all breeds of phenomenon.
Need another character to come in and do solid state analysis “HOW DO LOVE WAVES BEHAVE IN THE HEART – SCATTERING VECTORS ETC.”
Mark’s
discussion of fate and free will continued in the forum with a few others who
held strong beliefs in one system or another. Yet, Mark’s clear examples had
definitely caused some men to reconsider some of their ideas and torn them between their original
thoughts and Mark’s views presented through the eyes of Shakespeare. Mark decided to top the Shakespearean
cake over with homemade snow-white butter cream icing of Homer’s Odyssey. Mark typed this entry in orange rather
than the standard black and kept the paragraphs shorter than the previous
entries.
“Homer
indirectly expresses what his feelings about fate and free-will are, or at
least what Greek ideas on the topic are.
In the epic poem Odysseus, he shows the Greek idea of gods and mortals. Gods of course are immortal and are the
one’s who decide a mortal’s fate. They base this upon a mortal’s
actions. The mortal’s actions
themselves are completely his free will.
“Take for
example, Aeigisthus. He along with
Clytemnéstra plots against Agamemnon, and his will and choices are wrong
and harmful. He succeeds in his
evil plans. This was an act of
free-will. This deed, however, made
the gods decide an awful fate for him.
As fate cannot be changed or denied by the mortals, he suffers and goes
to the land of the dead, when Agamemnon’s son Oréstes takes
revenge. This becomes a hot topic
of discussion amongst the gods while deciding Odysseus fate.
“Odysseus,
they all agree, is an extremely keen and astute man and they all believe he deserves to get the best. During the discussion:
Zeus, shepherd of the clouds, replied:
“My daughter, how can the barrier of your teeth permit such speech
to cross your lips? Can I forget godlike Odysseus, most astute of men,
whose offerings were so unstinting when he sacrificed to the undying
gods….”
“Poseidon,
though wants the worst of Odysseus because his son Cyclops, Polyphemus, has
been blinded by Odysseus due to his incivility. But Poseidon being an immortal cannot
alone decide as:
Zeus continues: “…Poseidon will set aside his anger; certainly
he cannot have his way, for he is only one god against us all, and we are
many.”
“The
concept of fate from these examples and through many others such as the
punishment for eating Helios’ cattle; the wish of Calypso to keep
Odysseus against Odysseus destined fate; and, the Lotus Eaters is very
clear. In each case it is the
free-will of the mortal committing the deed, however, the results, rewards, and
punishment set by the immortal gods is unchangeable.”
As Mark typed
Jung walked into his office and looking at all the orange text on the screen
asked, “What are you writing, Mark?”
“Nothing
important, just writing some things about fate and free will.”
“May I
read?”
“Sure, take
a look.” Mark pulled away from the computer making room for Jung.
Jung pulled a
chair in front, scrolled up, and quickly read the orange text. “Do you know this sounds very
similar to the Karma theory described by
“What’s
that?”
Jung and Mark
spent the rest of the day doing internet searches and discussing the subject in
depth with each other. Jung was an
expert in Eastern philosophy and Mark in Western. They discovered remarkable similarities
and differences between Eastern and Western philosophies, although the terms
and conceived concepts given differed.
Views differed and matched but examples tended to be the same. Jung kept his Smart Wave-Particle Theory a secret for
now but he did now clearly see the different schools of thought. If Thomas Hardy was right that everything
is mere coincidence and probability, then the Smart Wave-Particle Theory would be wrong, and vice versa.
Jung preferred Smart Wave-Particle
Theory over complete randomness.
He hoped that Thomas Hardy is wrong and Einstein and his philosophy and
he are right. After all, the
randomness theory could not explain his other questions, “Can we
determine [AM44] how the brain thinks based on this? Will
the quantum computer’s we are building be the first ancestors of a true
animal brain? Which attributes of a
particle determine what the particle wants? Can this help give more meaning to
Freud’s experiments and conclusions?
Can this help rationalize why we fall in love with certain people? How do we dream? Are we building the first real
Frankenstein?”
[AM1]200 papers/ 6months by team of 32
Raven writing a book
Photonic chloroplast crystals store light to make memory for quantum computer
[AM2]Starbucks – Earl and Raven
[AM3]Peak – Personal quantum Computer
[AM4]The peak will be vegetarian
[AM5]Company unites for breakfast
[AM6]Analogy between abstract classes in computer science and specialized stem cells
[AM7]Abstraction in quantum computer hardware just like stem cells
[AM8]Peak will be a robot
[AM9]Jung begins lecturing Martin and Raman who listens quietly
[AM10]Earl teaches Mrs. Jenkins and kids about NMR
[AM11]Black holes, universe, and Jung’s eastern philosophy explained to Earl
[AM12]Age of universe
[AM13]Fire, Earl’s old aunt died, late work Earl gets stuck sleeping inside like the King of Chess
[AM14]Dr. Mutter drives Earl to hospital, has a keen eye, and thinks about relativity
[AM15]Dr. Mutter trying to work out Relativistic QM never having learnt much English outside math classes, he played with numbers and found sentences confusing.
[AM16]Javaid and the old “skunk boards” financial backbone products
[AM17]Dr. Mutter’s Uncertainty Principle
Javaid’s [AM18]Trip
to TI Office in
[AM19]Description of the file room – bookcase door and counter full of books circumvents
[AM20]Quarkezon’s friend has been hanged and he mourns him in his file room
[AM21]Javaid meet’s TI’s Mr. Blacksmith
[AM22]Mark’s vocabulary practice
[AM23]Mark’s lack of prudishness
[AM24]Mark, Pakuna, Valisa
[AM26]Fate/Free
Will Just like Schrodinger’s
cat in quantum mechanics, his future was always a linear combination of many states
until its wave-function collapsed.
[AM28]Wavefunction
[AM29]Smart Wave-Particle Theory
[AM30]Brain, love, What does a particle want? Interpretation of Freud? Quantum Computer -> Frankenstein?
[AM31]Mark and Shakespeare’s Macbeth
[AM32]Man’s worst enemy is safety
[AM33]Martin reading his own works plagiarized by Mark. Pakuna’s admiration for Mark irritating him. Martin is irritated. Comparison with superego.
[AM34]Plagiarism
[AM35]Influence of others on our decisions
[AM36]Noofey and small talk
[AM37]Noofy imagining his popularity
All would have the boon of ignorance for remembering is the root of sadness.
[AM39]Basement’s horseshoe architecture; ancient pillars; bog to the guild; 3 staircases and 2 elevators to go up
Basement represents the globals, the bottom of the distributed system architecture
[AM40]Rickey (virus) Mickey (hacker) geeky jokes – Ogata virus
[AM41]Password hacking
[AM42]Resistor code http://www.token.com.tw/resistor/image/color-code.gif
[AM43]Game taken from http://www.grandmastercorner.com/Endgames/endg.htm
[AM44]Randomness cannot explain Brain, love, What does a particle want? But the Smart Wave-Particle theory has the potential.