2013 — 8 April: Monday
Since the BBC 6Music breakfast show temporarily has a different host1 I shall stick with it for a while. First order of business is to confirm that I told IBM the correct new bank details for them to chuck my pension into... [Pause] I did, and the slightly "new, improved" amount is nestling there. Good. Next it's going to be my start-em-up cuppa.
Mention of 'Trident' in my ancient letter to dear Mama yesterday reminds me I found this a mere six years ago today:
Bishops see nothing incongruous or outrageous in officiating with their blessings at the launching of Polaris submarines; but they have never been known to open casinos or race tracks. For their propensity to swallow unethical camels and strain at imaginary moral gnats, the Christian churches are unsurpassed.
Not that I suppose such ethical flexibility is confined to the church, of course. I've never been convinced our moral and political leadership is much to write home about. Self-interested greed rings more bells, I fear.
Such an innocuous...
... beginning, don't you think?
In the well-known EPR paper, Einstein et al. called the nonlocal correlation in quantum entanglement as 'spooky action at a distance'. If the spooky action does exist, what is its speed? All previous experiments along this direction have locality loopholes and thus can be explained without having to invoke any 'spooky action' at all. Here, we strictly closed the locality loopholes by observing a 12-hour continuous violation of Bell inequality and concluded that the lower bound speed of 'spooky action' was four orders of magnitude of the speed of light if the Earth's speed in any inertial reference frame was less than 10-3 times of the speed of light.
I confess I've not read the "well-known" 1935 paper by Einstein, Podolsky and Rosen. Bite me.
Since I couldn't...
... persuade myself the barometer was twitching in an optimistic direction I took myself out on a little pre-prandial expotition to Matalan (remembering to clutch my shiny, and temporary, extra 10% off card) for some further boring socks, a belt, and some more batteries.2 I was unable to find a new tea strainer. Perhaps the nation has entirely switched over to using bags of tea-dust? A nice little high-speed burst back along the motorway blew away the remaining cobwebs. And nicely compensated for the nerves jangled by having been neatly carved-up, earlier, by a young thing jabbering on her mobile rather than watching where she was one-handedly pointing her steering wheel.
Apparently some former top UK politician has fallen off her perch and will now be pushing up the daisies.
I've just discovered some 'cake cooking' chocolate (two bars of the stuff) that would have been at its best before July 2008. No comment.
I thought...
... it was probably time to sort out, and get better acquainted with, my downloaded music. How did I ever end up with 2,463 items, running for just under eight days? Beats me, chief. This could take a while. [Pause] My, I've got good taste in music :-)