Reverse Sexism in Top Strata of Society

A few days ago I listened to the song Princess of China by Coldplay featuring Rihanna. In all my previous listenings of this song I had missed something obvious. At least it was obvious to my modern sensibilities about sexism.

In the song, Rihanna sings, “I could’ve been a princess, you’d be a king.” Although Chris Martin (Coldplay’s singer and the other voice on this song) is older than Rihanna, it’s not a big stretch to think of them as peers and not in an intergenerational relationship for the song. In other words, making Chris Martin a king while Rihanna stays a princess and does not graduate to queen, seems unfair and sexist.

But then I thought back to my own country’s leader, Queen Elizabeth II and her husband, Prince Philip. That’s right, not only does Prince Philip have little power, symbolic or otherwise,but also for the rest of his life he will never rank higher than prince. That is blatant reverse sexism at work. And elitism – Queen Elizabeth’s family always has primacy.

But does anyone question this reverse sexism? No one that I have heard of. You know, the rabble isn’t completely stupid – we could handle the idea of King Philip not being the leader. We know who wears the biggest crown in that family.

So Queen Elizabeth II, while you were stamping out sexism in your great grand daughter/son’s life, perhaps you could have taken a peek into your own relationship with power. Before making sure your great grandbaby would lead the UK and some of the commonwealth as either a boy or girl, you could have looked at your own husband.

That man across the room, yeah, your life partner, is only a prince. I sometimes think it a bit silly that Charles, at his age is only a prince, but you can’t be blamed for that, I know you want to live forever. If calling Charles a prince sounds ridiculous, it’s a full blown comedy movie of ridiculousness for Philip to be called a prince.

So Queen Elizabeth II, can you see your way into giving your, husband, Prince Philip, the dignity of being a king? Stamp out this reverse sexism now. Equal rights for Philip!

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Death Watch 2025: The Canadians

Let me first explain that I am shocked that I am able to find holes in the majority of the Mars One potential astronauts’ brief interviews. It’s true that one of my best debating tricks is to let the other side speak until they say something that I can hang them with. But this usually takes patience and a long time. These would be astronauts are largely unaware that they are sticking their feet in their mouths so quickly and easily. This is an important part of their character – to me, they are incapable of seeing the danger they are putting themselves in.

One of the main reasons that I am bothering with this “Death Watch” thing is that I don’t want to see family or friends volunteering to go on one of these missions and thus dying prematurely. Do I think I am going to stop the Mars One missions? Probably not. And, as a critic, I am largely making the mission sound more dangerous and thus exciting which is going to make the sale of any reality show both easier and giving them bullet points for promotion. Some people like watching a train wreck.

I believe there is a strong possibility Mars One will fall apart, all on its own. Raising 6 billion dollars, even with the biggest reality show of all time, is a large challenge, one that could kill them all on its own. Keeping costs under that 6 billion dollar mark, is very hard to do for something that has never been done before. Keeping on time with everything is challenging and like I said before they’ve already slipped a couple years in their prognostications.

But this post is being written to mock the Canadian would be Mars One astronauts. Let us proceed.

Edmontonian Christy Foley starts this off by having said, “Everyone dies on Earth. It’s boring. I would get to die on Mars. We’d probably live a lot longer on Mars than Earth, though. It’s a much healthier environment and there are no cars to run over you.”

She is guessing that Mars is safer than Earth. It’s just that on Mars you need to recycle and produce enough air, water and food – things that Earth produces on its own. I don’t think she has figured out the dangers between the two worlds properly. All the machines that the Mars colony will use will need to be working well at least for the rest of Foley’s life. A total breakdown of a machine and its backup redundancy might well kill the colonists.

I believe she is totally wrong about this risk assessment and should be scrubbed for any missions. Why? Simply because someone who is scared will probably do a better job of maintaining the machines that will keep the colonists alive.

The following is a quote from the linked article: “Torontonian Stephen Fenech, who’s single, says he may be overqualified for the Mars mission.”

Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t hear about the previous colonization of Mars. Or the colonization of the Moon. Or to be actually overqualified, the colonization of the surface of Venus.

Claude Gauthier says his wife has veto power over his going to the red planet. Wow. What a startling degree of commitment he shows to the Mars One mission. Shouldn’t the decision have been made before applying?

We will close with Marina Miral. She spouts a common folk wisdom that a lot of Earthlings seem to believe. They think there is nothing left to explore on Earth.

Does she think she’ll discover the grand canyon of Mars or a Niagara Falls? All those macro natural wonders have already been discovered by satellite mapping. The sort of discovering Marina might do on Mars will involve machines and scientific techniques. In other words, the methods of discovery that are still yielding results on Earth. There are still ways to explore on Earth, too.

So there you have it. Canadian potential astronauts for Mars One are just as flawed as the rest of the world’s would be colonists. I’ll try one more article about these astronauts – next time I’ll try to find flaws that the American candidates are spouting.

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Arms Race Loser

Generations of kids have grown up reading that Tyrannosaurus Rex was the most fearsome predator of all time. You know – the all time nastiest and most capable predator.

Well I used to buy this line of the establishment scientist. But more and more I just laugh. I see a picture in my mind of T-Rex and the first thing I do is think of its puny arms and I laugh.

I’m not the first to do so as evidenced by this youtube video saying that T-Rex’s arms were quite strong. Well they may be- on punier creatures. But T-Rex was probably a seven ton creature. Those arms were so puny, I bet they couldn’t even help lift T-Rex up if it fell. Indeed, I see T-Rex as an animal that would right itself again by moving its massive tail.

Those thready little arms would be close to useless in a fight with another large creature. Thus I don’t think they were predators. Indeed I see those tiny little arms as contrivances for gently putting tree leaves in T-Rex’s mouth. That’s right, my claim is that T-Rex was a herbivore.

Scientists up until this point have been thrown by T-Rex’s sharp, sharp teeth. They’ve presumed that makes it a carnivore. But just because its teeth are sharp doesn’t guarantee T-Rex was a carnivore.

Many herbivore mammals have awesome horn weapons. Gentle sheep have males with huge horns. Indeed battering rams were named after the male sheep. There are pointed horns for goring like with goats and big complex horns for walloping like with moose.

T-Rex was just incapable of evolving fearsome horns so it developed fearsome teeth. Their cutting, sharp teeth were probably good for being territorial. Maybe they could fend off Argentinosaurus for prime tree grazing.

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Excuse Me, It’s Death Watch 2025

Actually the original rallying year for the Mars One project was to be 2023. So if I had been right on the mark, I would have started a Death Watch 2023 at that time.

Getting a satellite in place around Mars has been pushed back by two years. The Mars One team says this will place the ultimate goal one year behind 2024. Methinks the mission will eventually be for 2026 as they now have a built in reason to be a year later than currently promised. So at the appropriate time I will be calling this Death Watch 2026.

So let’s look at 3 more of the astronauts. This time because of the source, they are British. We begin with Maggie Lieu who says, “Once you’re on Mars, they can’t make you do what they want.”

Oh great. We have a possible astronaut practically promising insubordination. If this carries on throughout the ranks of the selected 1000, we might get such a split in direction of astronauts that they might not be able to succeed at everything and thus die.

Ryan MacDonald says that in 3 weeks one human on Mars could do all that the rovers have done. I disagree but will not argue the point here as there is a much bigger fish to fry.

He says, “If we want to ever prove definitively whether there is life on Mars, we will have to send someone there.” And I predict with certainty that astronauts will discover life on Mars.

It’s just that it will be Earth life, brought along by the astronauts themselves. This mission has no safeguards to ensure that Earth bacteria and other life doesn’t tag along or contaminate the Martian samples. There will be plenty of the microscopic organisms inside the living quarters of any human astronauts and I’ll bet that they will easily be able to sneak out on Mars walks.

Which brings up a problem for the whole mission. Earth life may find the necessary supports on Mars, so all future missions evermore will be contaminated by Earth life. We may destroy the Martian ecology before even finding its life.

Astronaut in Waiting #3 is Alison Rigby. She seems the brightest of the three as her and her partner tried staying indoors for two weeks with only the internet to communicate with the outside world. But by her own admission she started having the symptoms of cabin fever after 10 days. Her own study seems to invalidate her going to Mars.

Well there you have it. 3 potential astronauts up and 3 down. Next time perhaps I’ll specifically look for Canadian prospective astronauts who put their feet in their mouths. Something that’s probably way easier on Mars and may indeed be their only food source.

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Properly Wishing Upon a Star

Wishing upon a star is common practice in our society. But to do this properly, might I suggest you consult an astronomer first or at least listen to my words.

One of the commonest ways to wish upon a star is to make a wish off a shooting star. I’m not sure if this one even works because a shooting star is not really a star. You are really wishing upon a meteor or a meteorite. If you think these burning rocks are enough to make your wish come true, then so be it.

My standing wish for these things, (and I used to see a lot doing astronomy in dark skies) is that any meteorites that make it to earth, don’t destroy people upon landing. And if you ever see a real star suddenly shoot across the sky from a stand still, please alert your local astronomer. Because a real star streaking across the night sky would be going much faster than the speed of light. The tremendous distance of real stars makes this so.

Many have heard and spread the following poem:

Starlight, star bright, first star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight.

The first star you can see at night, is of course the brightest point of light in the sky besides the sun and moon. That is usually not a star. I repeat, the first “star” at night is usually a planet and not a star.

Venus can become the brightest of all the planets. If you insist on wishing upon a star, Venus is always reasonably close to the setting sun when it is in the evening sky. So you can somewhat correct for this.

Jupiter is almost always out, when not near the sun, and is all that time brighter than all the stars. It could however be in the morning sky so it might not be the brightest “star” in the evening because it hasn’t risen yet.

Mars becomes as bright as Jupiter for the portion of its trip around the sun that it is closest to earth. So here is the third chance that you may be wishing upon a planet.

If you are a purist and demand that the point of light you are wishing upon be both the brightest and a star, there are times when this is true. Consult an astronomer to make sure.

I found this bizarre explanation of why you are supposed to wish upon the first star visible in the evening. It assumes you are deliberately seeking Venus and the goddess of love for the wish. The fatal flaw is that Venus is not normally the first star in the evening. Half the time it is in the morning sky and some of the time too close to the sun to be visible.

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Blue Bloods

In today’s society, much less of our culture involves royals in any form. So to prevent cultural genocide of this facet of existence I would like to share the story of the blue bloods.

Early European royal families, many centuries ago, began to be fascinated by inbreeding. Inbreeding could be a speedy ticket to change. Intent on harnessing this mighty power for themselves, those early royals inbred like crazy.

At the beginning of this grand experiment, they thought it necessary to separate themselves from the rabble. So those early royals had the grand aim of transforming themselves into actual living and breathing blue bloods.

Now no one actually had blue blood, so it was hard to find a good starting place for these royals. But valiantly they tried, inbreeding occurred between all the top royals.

Now some say this fascination with inbreeding and blood might have directly led to the propensity of royals to have hemophilia. Some say this blood disease, which makes it difficult for the blood to coagulate and stop bleeding, can be traced back to Queen Victoria of Britain and beyond.

So the royals of Europe, despite inbreeding as fast as humanly possible, never developed true blue blood. Indeed the best that they were able to do was to spend as much of life inside and away from the sun and tanning booths. Then when their veins show through in their pallid skin, it looks bluish. That is as close as things ever got.

So if you want to do your best to be a blue blood, spend next to no time outside, especially don’t spend time out there working. And no tanning booths please. You may not be breeding with a close cousin but you too might be thought to be royal.

Full disclosure: I am not a royal.

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Death Watch 2024

I am taking to calling the Mars One mission that is supposed to reach Mars in 2024, Death Watch 2024. It’s stated mission is to send 24 humans to Mars with no chance of coming back.

Recently Mars One announced its choices for the approximately 1000 possible astronauts. I read this article which features Parisian, Florence Porcel. I am taking this article at its word except for the line that calls the mission a “trial resettlement”, as if humans have been on Mars before.

Porcel says, “I have always felt a bit cramped on Earth”. Now I would take the cramped quarters of 21st century Paris over 6 months on a tiny, tiny spaceship. I haven’t seen the specs for the ship but suspect the International Space Station looks huge in comparison.

What does she think she can do on Mars? Run wildly shouting, “Yippy Kiyay”? She can only do that with a spacesuit on. And she only can run for half a tank of air. The vast majority of the rest of her life must be spent indoors tending to the machines to help keep herself alive. This, too, sounds more cramped than 21st century Paris.

Maybe she has a mental definition of cramped. The constant tyranny of survival seems to me to be mentally cramped. But I can’t read her mind.

One facet the article brings up is her intentions with regards to procreation. The article says she added to a statement that she had no plans to settle down or have children.

I now wonder if all the accepted potential breeders are required to have no children for the mission’s duration. If so, I’d like to take the reader on why I’m a critic of this and especially why I’m calling my criticism Death Watch 2024.

Firstly I find myself on the backward side of where I usually argue about space programs. Usually I’m a cheerleader for any space mission be they state sponsored or private enterprise. Be they put on by the United States, India, Space X or Virgin Galactic. So my usual initial position is to be pro any Mars expedition.

With the time frame and the limited resources and the fact this is a permanently one way mission, I think there are going to be premature deaths, maybe of all the astronauts, cosmonauts or taikonauts.

But the very premature death of all is the worst case scenario, so allow me to paint a picture of the best case scenario. With no better information than that Porcel wishes to be child free, I am going to assume that position will carry through for all chosen astronauts. (After all who would bring a child into a mission dubbed Death Watch 2024? (I know that is circular reasoning.))

So let’s assume all the rocketry performs beautifully. All missions successfully land and they establish a colony, perhaps by sheer dedication. And the colony is successfully self supporting for many years as advertised. Indeed it might stay that way for the vast majority of lives that make it to the planet.

It is said that half of all seniors in developed countries need serious intervention and assistance in their final years. So that last person left alive has a 50/50 chance of premature death of about a decade. (There will be no more humans or robots to help). But wait, there are age related illnesses that the 50 percent of unassisted seniors need to utilize on Earth. They need cataract surgery to remain sighted, radiation treatment for some cancers, drug therapies for things that get worse with age. I don’t think the mission can provide many of these cures and therapies we have on Earth.

So that last person, on a flawless mission, with everything operating smoothly as planned, will almost certainly die a decade sooner than on Earth.

That is why I am calling this Death Watch 2024. I am almost certain there will be premature deaths.

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Finally, An Antismoking Ad Smokers Can Get Behind

Full disclosure: I smoked for 25 years and have been smoke free for the last 7 years. Not that it matters.

The “social nibbler” ad has been blasted to me right around the dial in Ontario, Canada. I can see making this ad and putting it up on the government health site. But to be broadcast as much as it is, there is serious money behind this ad.

Let’s look at the demographic it is being aimed at. That is the social smoker. In my 25 years of smoking the vast majority of smokers I knew were addicted. Only a tiny minority of smokers were social smokers, perhaps 10 percent. In the Canada of today, only 20 percent of the population smokes. So that means the ads are targeting about 2 percent of the population.

But I, and smokers in particular, can get behind this ad because it shows the sheer moochiness and audacity of the social smoker. The ad shows the social nibbler taking part of the food of patrons in restaurants. And not giving back any food himself. Indeed the social nibbler never buys a pinch of food in the entire ad although grabbing tasty amounts from his passive friends.

I applaud the government in showing this leech behaviour for what it really is. You have now rung that bell. Let’s show parasitic behaviour for what it really is. Spread this new ideal from just the smoking demographic.

How about targeting that person that is always bumming money? Show that if you always bum $10 from a victim every week, you are forcing that victim to always have an extra $10. C’mon you advertising yuksters, show us in a funny commercial how to lead that bum to payday loan places where they have to pay for each loan.

Or how about a commercial about politicians? They pull the wool over our eyes in the most basic ways. For instance they tell us they are leading, when if you look at the money that baits them by supporters, you find out that they are simply following the money and not leading at all. That could be a good, funny commercial.

How about it? Let’s put government money toward shaming shameful activities. Even the shameful activities in government. Equal rights for non smokers.

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I’m a Basketballer But I Can’t Stop Wishing I Was a Hockeyer or a Footballer

It’s winter in Canada and we can’t help but walk down the narrow paths shovelled out of the snow. So grandstanders are a problem.

In summer and the other warmer seasons, grandstanders aren’t so bad. If they take up the whole sidewalk while lost in conversation with each other ignoring passersby, the passersby can move to the grass or otherwise move around the obstructing grandstanders. But in winter this is no longer an option.

I take a page out of basketball when those grandstanders approach in winter. I suddenly stop completely when they don’t move over on the sidewalk as expected. If they hit me and complain I’ll just ask, “Do you avoid walking into posts?” They’ll have no good comebacks to that one.

And mostly it works. After all we’ve all grown up playing basketball where if you move into someone who is still, the foul is against you. Most North Americans have an unconscious understanding of this. Still I wish I could just willy nilly pick up the rules of other sports rather than basketball.

Hockey would be fun. Imagine giving a full body check to someone who wasn’t conscious of their environment like these grandstanding pedestrians. Or football when they’re walking two abreast ahead of you and you can’t pass even though the grandstanders are walking very slowly. Wouldn’t it be fun to do a full tackle of one of the grandstanders?

Of course to do this in real life you should be big and strong enough to handle a fight with these two or more offenders.

So, despite my dreams of football and hockey, I’m just a basketballer. That sport’s approach has provoked zero sidewalk fights in my lifetime. If only there were a better, more satisfying way.

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Yearly Roundup – 2013

First let me tell you this is my 368th post. So now there is a rant for every day of the year.

I did something I haven’t done before. I added to the main content of two posts this year. The one post was Mountaineers in Space. I only added a sentence to this one. But it contains more jokes. The second post I added to was The Right is Right, But the Left is More Right: the Mathematical Proof. I added a full two paragraphs to this one. It contains a new mathematical proof.

All that’s left to do is to mention some of my favourite posts of the year if you didn’t have a chance to see it the first time.

Johnny Fish Spawn adds a new but familiar mythos to North America. The Insulting Clock Radio goes beyond its initial schtick and into a whole reincarnation thing. Pieing Lou Ferrigno just sounds like fun. Too bad it’s not 30 years ago. Are Plants Drunk Off the Excess Carbon Dioxide? is a different perspective on global warming.

Is the UK a Suffix Snob? sees logic to the mishmash of naming each country’s citizens. Vlad the Neck Biter is this year’s addition to my vampire series of rants. If this keeps up I might write a decidedly different story of vampires someday. Finally, last month’s The Masked Asphalt Chewer carefully walks the line between Superhero and Supervillian.

Hopefully the next year will see more posts I want to spread far and wide. Have a great new year!

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