Quantum Afterlives

Quantum Afterlives

An article caught my eye on social feeds today, though it was published back on Christmas Day. Quantum Theory Proves That Consciousness Moves to Another Universe After Death is Awescience’s summary of a bit of recent chatter around a new book by a biologist named Robert Lanza. Other articles about Lanza’s book are titled things like: Is there an afterlife? The science of biocentrism can prove there is, claims Professor Robert Lanza Quantum physics proves there IS an afterlife, claims scientist Scientist: Quantum physics can prove there’s an afterlife The articles all follow basically the same pattern, especially repeating the quote “death cannot exist in any real sense”, and suggesting that when one dies, one simply “wakes...

The Streisand Effect

The Streisand Effect

The following image is neither funny nor clever. Nor is it illegal. (But don’t let that distract you from the real story.) You know that thing where you fail the “attitude test” if you ask a police officer if they have something better to be doing with their time? Well. (As Idiot/Savant said: ’this poster isn’t quite how I’d make the point. “…and we did nothing” would probably have been better. But the police don’t want you to see it and are threatening people for posting it, and I think that trumps my taste here.’)...

Cartoon: Palaeo Diet

Cartoon: Palaeo Diet

I’m not very good at drawing, but after chatting with my cousin this past weekend, this got stuck in my head.

In Vino Veritas in Vanuatu

In Vino Veritas in Vanuatu

The flight to Vanuatu was uneventful, as statistics would dictate. The peculiar arrogance of the individual – combined with the power of imagination – dictates that I spend all flights certain that, somehow, this one is different, this one is doomed to a forced water landing or perhaps just going down in flames, no survivors. Seeing David Cunliffe on the same flight both helped and hindered – of course a prominent MP would survive a holiday flight, so surely I would too, but on the other hand if something did happen and we were all annihilated, our own deaths would be footnotes to his. So, Vanuatu. We’re staying at a nice place, in the middle of summer, which naturally means it’s rained constantly today. Thunder here is somehow more impressive....

Yoko Ono, Jim Henson, Ayn Rand and Sidney Nolan walk into a bar…

This transcript is the shiniest gem the internet has offered me in a long time. 17 April 1976 – The transcript presented here records a conversation between four figures from the broad spectrum of culture: puppeteer Jim Henson; Russian-American writer, philosopher and playwright Ayn Rand; painter Sidney Nolan; and artist and musician Yoko Ono. A few months after the fall of Saigon and the end of the Vietnam War, The Agency’s tests with the ARPANET convened these four individuals, each with a distinct sense of, as well as the potential means for, a competing world-view. It’s like one of those imaginary conversations in Heaven, but it actually occurred. You can click the link for the full transcript, but here are some of my favourites. JIM HENSON: Each...

Willful Ignorance: A Literary Drinking Game

Willful Ignorance: A Literary Drinking Game

Back in the heady days of my Craccum editorship, I was surrounded by some of the cleverest, most talented people I’ve ever met. Tama Boyle, Matthew Backhouse, Jess Ralph, Alec Hutchinson, Joe Nunweek, the list goes on. And we spent a lot of time on the balcony of Shadows (RIP), drinking beer, smoking cigarettes, and playing cards (Asshole, mainly). However, at one point, we invented a drinking game that went down quite well with these clever folk. I’ve introduced it to a few people since, and they’ve all quite enjoyed it, and I’ve been meaning to share it here for a while. The game is called Willful Ignorance. It’s based on the old name game, where you say the name of someone famous – say, Michael Jackson – and the next person...