I suppose this is what they call a blog. Except that blogs
are supposed to be updated more often than this is.
Blair Tindall's Mozart
in the Jungle: a tale of the music industry, "broken down by age and sex"
as the careless statistician once put it. And Patrick O'Brian's
Master
and Commander, the first in his "Aubrey-Maturin" series of nautical novels.
Dan Brown wins
in court, and the judge is
entertainingly
rude about everyone concerned. It's a pity that it wasn't possible for both
parties to lose.
From the Department of Statistical Illiteracy (and the
Cambridge Evening News):
With about 109,000 people, Cambridge should boast
more than 2,000 people eligible to join Mensa. However, there are
only 209 members listed in the area -- despite the city's reputation
for academic excellence.
Hmm. "Academic excellence". That reminds me of something...
Why, yes! I seem to recall that Cambridge has a rather good
university, with something like 16,000 students, approximately
99.44% of whom would qualify for Mensa membership, not to
mention the academic staff, former students, other large-brained
people working for the local high-tech industry, and the like.
But hey, what's an order of magnitude between friends?
The society promotes itself as a social organization
for the highly intelligent.
A social organization for the highly intelligent?
Well, there certainly aren't any of those in
Cambridge. I can't imagine why the good people of the
city aren't hammering at Mensa's doors.
Famous members of the organisation -- which
refuses to confirm or deny any of its membership -- are said
to include [...] inventor Sir Clive Sinclair [...]
So the 30-odd names at
http://www.mensa.org.uk/mensa/contacts.html,
which include that of the Honorary President (a certain Sir Clive Sinclair),
are presumably just a cunning trick to deceive the rest of us into thinking
we know who some of the members of Mensa are.
David Gries's austerely mathematical guide to constructing correct programs,
The
Science of Programming.