One plant

On the same day that I snagged the eentsy frog seen here, I collected a significant number of other pics (of course.) There might even be another forthcoming post out of the one-hour casual trip, but right now, I’m going to concentrate on just one plant. Not one plant species, but one solitary plant itself. This is part of the reason why I like macro work so much, because it often doesn’t take a lot of searching to find plenty of subjects.

Normally I try to line up the text with the images, which may or may not work very well because of varying monitor resolutions, but for this one I’m just going to insert them whatever way that I can since I have a large number of pics. I may also taker advantage of various little bits of text filler to help space things out, like this.

The plant in question is a variety of milkweed, genus Asclepias, which produces a crown of pale pink blooms atop long stalks – which meant that I didn’t need to be flat on the ground trying to get these images (yeah, I’m lazy sometimes.) Not only did the splash of color beg me to come closer, the monster black wasp servicing the flowers attracted my attention, but that one was far too spooky for any decent shots. Once closer, however, I soon spotted a variety of ladybird beetle that I hadn’t seen before, sightly larger than the species I’m familiar with and with a flare to the outer edges. It also appeared to have fallen asleep on its side on a sunny day, I think. In setting up for the first shot, I soon discovered that this was going to be a challenging day, since the wind was blowing and I had nothing to anchor the plant against swaying. So it largely became a matter of timing and luck.

Next to catch my eye was a plethora of golden aphids, in places almost obscuring the stems and giving a strange yellowish pallor to those areas when seen from a short distance back. Curiously, I found no ants harvesting their secretions, but I did find a collection of newly-winged adults clustered under the leaves, most likely drying out after a molt, preparatory to flying off in search of a mate.



The individual blooms themselves are quite small, less than a centimeter across the widest point of the petals, and I went in close for a few frames to capture the detail. This happens more often that you might think, but when I did this, I also snagged a tiny crab spider that I had no idea was even present (this is a cropped section from the much larger original.) Since macro work always involves a very short depth of field, there is a modicum of serendipity present by having focus on the spider as sharp as it is.

The next one was far less subtle. Even from a moderate distance as I circled the plant, I spotted the conspicuous dash of yellow. Many nature photographers demonstrate the wonderful matching of crab spider coloration to their chosen flower species, but either this guy couldn’t afford those books, or had been evicted from a goldenrod plant. Full credit, however, to a primo position, ready to snag whatever pollinator came close. The middle-of-the-food-chain status is evidenced here by its missing foreleg. Butterflies can be badass sometimes…



And finally, I close this post with a weevil, and the reappearance of the smaller crab spider – yes, I got two frames (actually more) of a spider that I did not even realize was present, though you’re forgiven if you don’t think this one counts; you’re not able to see the whole spider. But if you’ve given up, just highlight the blank space immediately following and look for the two legs peeking out among the petals at lower left.



Normally for these posts I make the effort to find the species shown and be nice and technical, trying to fool people that I’m a lot more educated than I am, but I repeat, I’m lazy, plus it took long enough to pin down the milkweed. So this is just a demonstration of how much can be found, as the tagline says, when you take the time to look.

I’m back, he says with hesitation

Okay, after a frustrating few hours, I think functionality has returned to the blog. The DNS switch was instant and painless, the mail server a bit confusing (a host that imparted conflicting info,) but the blog was a royal pain in the ass. Near as I can tell, one of my installed plugins, which worked fine on my old host, had radical disagreements with the new, and if you’ve had any experience with WordPress, you probably know that this can screw up damn near everything. It is most especially difficult to deal with when it prevents anything from displaying once you log in, a completely white screen, so you can’t even get to the menu to start shutting things off and seeing what works.

But enough about my greatly shortened life span. The main part of the site has been upgraded as least slightly almost all the way through, with new additions to most galleries, and most images resized (monitor resolutions have been going up,) and then a few new things here and there. For instance, I tacked on a new slideshow for recent images, photos that I liked but didn’t want to alter the galleries over, or make a new post. And if all you’ve ever shot has been digital, then you may want to check out this page.

So for anyone inconvenienced by the changeover, I apologize. I expected nothing less, even though I’d hoped for it, but I did remind myself why I never tried doing web work for a living. Then again, I might have been paid for all this time…

All right, am I redeemed slightly?

I recall apologizing for posting so many little creepies, and promised to try and find something cute, but that never did come to pass, did it? I simply wasn’t ever running across anything cute – I think I’ve glimpsed a rabbit in the past few months, and when the bluebirds hatched, they bailed the nest and the yard in a matter of hours. Anyway, a trip to the park today may have produced something that qualifies.


Does this count?

If you’re asking, I have no real idea what species this is, since I’m pretty certain it’s a juvenile – the head does not look properly shaped for an adult. Not to mention the size. If you haven’t noticed, that’s my fingertip providing scale in the background. The best I can say is, this is a variety of either tree frog or chorus frog, what are known colloquially as “peepers” from the quality of their nighttime calls. I couldn’t even achieve an angle that would let me see if the tadpole tail was still in evidence.

I was lucky (excuse me, exceptionally skilled!) to find this, since I’d leaned in close to this plant to photograph yet another creepy, a variety of leaf-footed bug, and noticed a strange bud on the young leaves. As the sun was progressing and starting to shine onto its perch, I had it timed just right; by my next circuit around the paths, my model had vanished, seeking a cooler and moister place to snooze.

If it helps, it was just slightly larger than a Japanese beetle, the smallest frog I’ve ever spotted in (more or less) adult stage. And I have frames of plenty of other subjects too, which may be featured in later posts, but I figured this little fella needed its own. And of course, feel free to tell me what species this is.

Fixed it!

The car was having a lot of issues, so I took it down to Craig’s Garage and gave them my list of problems: leaking oil seal, transmission getting stuck in second gear, bad alignment on the left front wheel, the heater not working, gas gauge intermittent, electric window on passenger side stuck down, a bad rattle at higher speeds, and ratty wiper blades. Many hours later, the guy at the garage called me to come take a look at it. Proudly, he showed me how wonderful the wiper blades worked now.

“And that’s it?” I asked.

“What do you mean, ‘that’s it?’ They’re perfect wiper blades! Isn’t that enough?”

This seemed familiar. “You’re a theologian, aren’t you?” I hazarded.

If you’ve ever witnessed a long, drawn-out discussion on theology, chances are you know what I mean by this, since it’s a very common occurrence. A supremely large portion of theology consists of selecting just one of the myriad problems with religious posits (the problem of evil, the age of the earth, the lack of measurable effect, the contradictions of scripture, etc,) finding some way to explain or dodge around the select issue, and then feeling that this takes care of the whole lot and legitimizes religious belief.

And, unfortunately, enough people are perfectly willing to accommodate this entirely. There is no recognition of the numerous problems, there is only the delight in the victory, however small, and too often this isn’t even a solution, but more of a James Bond/Arnold Schwarzenegger quip – something that sounds good but really makes no sense: “Why are there still monkeys?!?!?”

It also bears noting that, in the centuries that theology has been wielded, we have yet to see any agreement on it or, god forbid, a complete theory. Talk to any five theologians, even on the exact same topic, and you’ll receive five different explanations. Sometimes more, if you ask again later.

“So what about the uneven tire wear on the left front?” I continued.

“That’s perfectly normal if you turn right a lot, so it’s not something that needs repairing,” said my theomechanic.

Another aspect seen far too often is, instead of providing some support or evidence for their own standpoint, theologians and the devout try to poke holes in the arguments/evidence against religious belief, and see this as sufficient. One example is the shroud of Turin, which has been carbon-dated (three times independently) to about the same time it appeared suddenly in historical records, some 1400 years after it was claimed to have wrapped jesus. It takes no effort whatsoever to find countless sources, none of them bearing any scientific basis whatsoever, that claim that the carbon dating tests were wildly skewed (yes, to an order of magnitudes) by contamination. Little niggling details like the cloth having been made on a loom that wasn’t to be invented for another six centuries, the image possessing wild anatomical inaccuracies, and it being both a flat-plane rendering and distinctly paint, aren’t sufficient to label the shroud a hoax – not in the light of a potential loophole in the carbon dating!

“What about the second gear issue?” I persevered, for some ungodly reason.

“Ah, here’s the story behind that,” said the mequinas. “That gear was certainly made from metal that used to be in a diesel train engine, and they have only two main speeds. Thus it would be resistant to shifting up out of second, since that’s an overspeed condition to trains.”

And when the scripture is lacking in any kind of adequate or relevant detail, it is perfectly permissible to simply infer (that means, “make up”) whatever details seem sufficient to promote your goal, and proceed as if this was just as much a part of scripture as the records themselves. Very few people seem to realize how little of any given current religious practice or imparted information is actually mentioned in their holy book. Religious practices throughout history have been shaped by what was popular at the time, from the proscription against women speaking without permission, to witch hunts (you do realize this is against one of them ten commandments, right?), up to the curious idea that the fossil record is a ‘test of faith.’ Even hell is barely covered, and not by name, only in the new testament. Then of course there are the countless changes to actual scripture through the centuries, which even if we accept the idea (see carbon-dating above) that those editors were divinely-guided, why did it have to happen so many times over the years? Yet the lack of relevant support for the catholic church’s crusade against condoms doesn’t clue in enough people that the church is making it all up as it goes along.

“Let me try and clarify the situation here,” I said with utmost patience. “You specifically hire yourself out for auto repair. I have agreed to pay you for just that. Your part in this is to repair the auto.”

The horn-poker simply waved his hands dismissively. “Listen, I spoke to every mechanic in the shop here, and they all agree that the car’s fixed now. You just don’t understand sophisticated auto repair.”

Failing to make any kind of coherent point, those arguing for the benefits of theology frequently fall back onto two particular arguments: The idea that a majority opinion supplants fact and evidence; and the implication that anyone not seeing the value of theology simply hasn’t understood theology. The former demonstrates an interesting avenue of psychological investigation, since the flaws with it are obvious the moment anyone actually stops to think about it, yet surprisingly few ever do. The latter is simply a matter of convenience, the pot of gold that you can obtain by reading the right books or listening to the right theologian, each of which naturally is not the one you just finished demolishing. Curiously, not only is this knowledge not a requirement for the churches brimming with people right now, but 99% of them can not enumerate any of the same arguments when asked – apparently such sophistication can be completely unconscious in the right people.

Let’s not forget how arrogant this attitude is, seasoned with irony. Those putting forth this rejoinder directly imply that you cannot grasp the nuances of their standpoint while being unable to explain it themselves. That might be adorable… coming from a three-year-old.

“Just fix the goddamn car,” I suggested, patience with such bullshit now having reached its limit.

“The car’s fixed; that settles it,” came the haughty reply.

I shouldn’t have to point out how little this would mean to anyone, who leaves no better off than before, and it certainly doesn’t demonstrate any useful skills or wisdom. Such arguments, which really are purchased as bumper stickers to display proudly to one and all, only make the sophisticated point that someone is both irrational and petulant. That churches actually promote and glorify such attitudes isn’t a mark in their favor, either.

We, thankfully, maintain some standards for people that fulfill useful functions in society, such as auto mechanics, so the chances of this conversation actually taking place are minute. In fact, I think anyone who tried such explanations would know they were courting a fat lip or a lawsuit, and certainly wouldn’t be keeping much business. It’s a shame we haven’t yet reached that minimal standard with theology.

Inspired, or provoked, by this post on the problem of evil at EvolutionBlog.

Curiosity

As I sit here watching, more or less live, all the guys at JPL as the Mars Science Laboratory (otherwise known as “Curiosity”) prepares to land on Mars, I’m wandering off in speculation about humans as a species and our own curiosity, the trait that makes us do things exactly like this.

[The vehicle is being drawn by Mars gravity and is on its way up to 5.9 kilometers per second, or 21,240 kph (13,200 mph) entry speed. Mars has a thin atmosphere, so slowing the lander is one of those tricky things.]

[Okay, things happen much faster than I can type, and certainly too often to allow me to form coherent thoughts on a different topic. Just accept that the lander has successfully touched down now, and even transmitted the first images back. More further down.]

Back to small ‘c’ curiosity. When we look at all of the different species on earth, we see a very wide variety of attention paid towards surroundings and events, but overall, the vast majority of it deals solely with survival: Is it food? Is it a threat? Is it sexy? And while it is exceedingly difficult for us to form anything more than wild guesses at to what goes through another species’ minds, there probably aren’t too many that look at, for instance, the behavior of a nearby bird and wonder, “Why did they do that?” (exactly as we’re doing right now. Or at least I am.) This is something, however, that humans do constantly. We have just, at enormous expense in money, time and effort, placed a little go-cart on the surface of a planet that is far less hospitable to us than any location on earth, and for what? Because we want to know just what it’s like, and if there’s any possibility that sometime in the past it fostered its own forms of life.

Now, it’s easy to say that’s a pretty damn cool question, and the idea of life on a neighboring planet is remarkably stimulating. It’s very hard to say why, though. I mean, we’re pretty sure it’s gone now, but even if some rudimentary bacteria remains hidden somewhere, it’s something that would have so little application to our lives, our survival, here on earth that it’s way out of proportion to how much effort we’re expending trying to find out. The cats asleep in the room where I type this right now certainly wouldn’t give a rat’s ass (rat’s asses being the standard form of currency to cats, equal to €1.8 or $4.95 US) to know anything at all about it. And believe me, they’ve got the time on their paws – their biggest concern is whether someone ran fresh water into the tub for them. No, it’s just Homo sapiens that is so damn interested in finding out such things.

Everyone who doesn’t like space programs makes this point; isn’t there something more important that we could be doing here on earth? And not to knock the question, because I think it’s good that people step back and gain some perspective sometimes, but I’m forced to wonder if there was something more important that they themselves could have been doing other than watching TV, or working at whatever job they actually hold. I’m pretty certain not everyone that asks this is doing medical research or installing plumbing in third-world countries, and possesses no smart phone, Twitter account, or DVD player.

Our curiosity does seem a bit misguided at times, but it bears some examination too. It’s responsible for every last scientific advancement that we’ve ever made, and as I’ve said in earlier posts, that time and effort was an investment that pays off to everyone the world over. We cannot predict what kind of knowledge we can gain from space exploration, any more than we predicted what could be done with the strange electrical resistance of silicon (responsible for my ability to type this.) The early scientists who played with cultures in a lab instead of working directly with patients, accomplished a hell of a lot more for our survival, surpassing individual efforts with global effect. Knowledge is a bankable asset, more so than any monetary figure, and it’s this very curiosity of ours that drives it higher, farther, greater.

But, is this justification? Are we simply succumbing to some basic emotional need, a quirk of evolution that developed this trait of curiosity within us that we now satisfy with actions that bear little relation to our survival? I point out on a regular basis that religion is far more emotional than practical, and have examined the underlying drives behind the belief in, and support of, various questionable subjects like conspiracies and UFOs. Does curiosity stand up to the application of critical thinking? Is it an urge that we should be more aware of and resistant to, so that it’s applied effectively when it is? How far is too far?

I could argue that the large number of people that bear an interest in things like space programs or particle accelerators is justification that they’re serving a purpose, but I openly reject the exact same argument when it comes to religion. Perhaps I could say that no harm is being done, except insofar as the money and efforts could be spent in pursuits more socially oriented, like disease research. Right now, the spinoff benefits are the primary argument in favor of many of these programs – while not insignificant, this does seem to be a roundabout way of accomplishing things.

Human nature plays a large part in all of this. The jubilation within mission control at JPL, somewhat less exuberant than soccer fans but probably considerably more sober, bespoke of not just the release of tension, but the accomplishment of a major piece of engineering, a puzzle of vast proportions. To send a little craft millions of kilometers away into an atmosphere humans have never witnessed themselves and soft-land a semi-autonomous rolling probe, immediately receiving back images from the surface, is an astounding feat, and that’s probably underselling it. Those that pulled it off were motivated to tackle it by their own personal interests in the puzzles, far more than they might have been motivated to find alternate energy sources or more efficient farming methods. In other words, we’re likely benefiting from the highest yield of their abilities by indulging their interests. Who among us hasn’t had a job, or simply tackled a task, that failed to receive our best efforts because we really couldn’t give a shit about the undertaking? And when we purchase the aforementioned DVD players and smart phones, are we fostering our own motivations to work harder and afford such things? Who gets to judge what’s excessive, frivolous, or unnecessary? Did even the collapse of communism occur, at least in part, because of too little encouragements of these type?

Even if we directly compare the emotional satisfactions of landing a laboratory on Mars with the practicing of religion or pursuit of conspiracies, we have to recognize the end results as well. I have yet to see any beneficial technology, or even attitudes, from those promoting 9/11 ‘truth’ or a cabal behind JFK’s assassination, and religion seems to foster at least as many bad behaviors as good (and I’m being generous here.) But when you arrive at a destination through the use of a GPS unit, you’re directly benefiting from those puzzles solved by the geeks in the space programs, who figured out how to use satellites thousands of kilometers away to pinpoint your location in seconds. The particle accelerators like the LHC at CERN are directly related to finding ways to enhance the conductivity of metals, which not only affects just how efficient computers might be (and makes the GPS units so small,) but can significantly decrease our energy needs by creating materials that do not turn electricity into waste heat – if you’ve ever wondered what a superconductor is, that’s it. Even the quest to save weight, and thus fuel, in a lander project can result in smaller cameras that can actually go into an ailing patient and see a medical issue without extensive surgery. Almost all of these things take time to come to fruition, and often when they finally do, we’ve taken for granted the connection between the goal to reach the moon and the signal that brings us the Olympics. All of it because of curiosity.

So if you haven’t seen it, don’t bother waiting for me to describe it. Go find the footage on your own of the moments the signal came back to earth and confirmed that, some fourteen minutes before, Curiosity had successfully touched down (the signal lag from Mars means that the folks at JPL were monitoring pre-programmed instructions and not doing any control of their own.) The jubilation you see is not just personal accomplishment, but the actual scientific advancement of our species as a whole, hidden within a low-resolution image of the lander’s own shadow. Even if we cannot see the point of the program, the delight and relief is still infectious, and that emotional communication is another base trait of humans. They’re what make us accomplish so much, so maybe we can indulge them a bit.

UPDATE: Despite the fact that I read both, I really hadn’t read either this post at Weird Things, or the post at Cracked that he based it on, before I wrote this. Really. I just feel the need to point that out.

Busy busy

I started this year with the strong consideration that I was going to increase the number of posts I’d been making, which is always a bad idea – I am, of course, far behind where I was last year at this time. It doesn’t help that the site upgrades that I’d tackled became the resizing of nearly every image, cleaning up the stray code that html editors leave behind, altering the menus on every page, and adding a few more items virtually everywhere. Then came moving to a new host, which means that within a few weeks the site may go funky for a little bit as the DNS change takes effect. All of this takes far more time than it really should (or at least it does for me,) and internet service stalls have skewed that even worse. So there’s been less time to do posting, and with the frustrations, less inclination as well. Nevertheless, there’s still two significant ones in the chute waiting on final edits.



It also means that I haven’t been outdoors much, which the broiling heat has been kind enough to discourage anyway, but I’ve still gotten a few images here and there. A freshly uncovered ant nursery presented some opportunities for creepy detail shots as the workers scrambled to re-conceal the pupae. I can only guess that these are a variety of harvester ants, somewhere in the vicinity of 6mm long. Curiously, there seems to be two distinctly different broods, if the radically different stages of development is any indication. I’m not referring to the different colors, since the brown ones with legs are likely only slightly older than the white ones with legs. Instead, notice that there are either very distinct features, or none at all – just little blobs.

By the way, if you decide you want to capture a specific detail or action in such circumstances, you’d better be fast. Ants move so quickly that there practically isn’t time to even register what they’re doing before they vanish from your frame, and I chased one for half a meter trying to get a photo of just it and the pupa it was carrying, but never could even lock focus. For this shot, I just waited, aimed at a certain point, for workers to enter the frame, and was lucky enough to catch three of them looking busy, including one nice head-on perspective.

Composition, part 5.1

Part five-point-one? Aren’t we up to fourteen now? Well, yes, but part five needed revisiting. Okay, it didn’t need it, and to be frank, it’s probably one of those things that will be debated for a long time – but here’s my attempt to reduce this as much as I might by introducing a pertinent factor. As you no doubt recall, Composition Part 5 was about the Rule of Thirds; 5.1 is going to be about applying some critical thinking to it.

The basic premise of the (non)Rule of Thirds: Split your intended photo, what you see in the viewfinder before you actually take the photo, into thirds, both horizontally and vertically, superimposing a tic-tac-toe board across the frame. Your main focal point, the most eye-catching part of the image (which often is the eyes of the subject) should fall on one of the lines or, preferably, right on the intersection of two of them, one-third in from either side. This is much better than centering your subject, which people have a tendency to do. I redefined it differently in my earlier post, keeping the rough gist but denying the mathematics of it.

I was recently led to a post from several years ago where another photographer laid out the close relationship with the Fibonacci Sequence, and there he overlaid the mathematical spiral onto several of his existing images. Some of them appear to fit amazingly well, and others… not so much.

Now, no insult intended towards Jake Garn, but the Rule of Thirds and the whole idea of both Fibonacci and Phi is more likely what we consider, in critical-thinking circles, confirmation bias. Photography and critical thinking? Of course I had to post about this! Confirmation bias is the process of producing a hypothesis of any kind, then finding evidence that supports it, but only evidence that supports it. Counting the ‘hits’ and not the ‘misses,’ in other words. It can be seen all over the place, from global warming denial to folk remedies (my grandmother swears by these.) And the concept of Phi as a natural ratio originates way back in the halcyon days of ancient Greece, where people were philosophers before philosophy was cool – don’t you love the idea of a hipster in a toga? They still weren’t silly enough to drink soy mochafrappies, however. One of the concepts that got its start then was that everything could be explained mathematically, and in fact mathematics ruled physics. Don’t take this to mean that mathematics is necessary to comprehend physics, which it is; what I mean is that math was physics, and perfect ratios and geometry were what the universe was all about. You’d think that Pi, with its neverending decimal extension, would have broken them of the idea, but that’s the nature of confirmation bias: such things are ignored.

Anyway, in their quest to understand why we might prefer asymmetrical compositions (and architecture and so on) over perfectly symmetrical, equal all sides from the middle, they arrived at the Golden Ratio [angels sing briefly], explained and illustrated here. This is all well and good, and interestingly, close similarities to it can be found many places in nature, but mathematics and nature maintain a distant neighborly acquaintance at best. Anyone can take a large number of images that people find compositionally strong, lay out grids across the photos, measure the key elements, and produce a set of numbers that will have an average. However, this average is not a magical number that will tell you a “perfect” photo, just like any average will not be the quintessence of anything. While we could probably see some distinct tendencies, which might help a little in deciding how to compose an image, there is a marked difference between tendency and rule.

This image completely wrecks the idea of thirds or Phi, but includes the whole spread of the arms and recognizes the faint tendency for them to point to the right, implying water flowing in that direction, so space is given on that side to let them waft freely.
If mathematics were what we responded to in images, then if we found images that departed from the Golden Ratio or Rule of Thirds by, say, ten percent, they would be ten percent less likely to be popular, right? Someone would almost always choose an image that hewed exactly to the numbers over an image that was slightly off, right? But the mistake goes back to that original mistake centuries ago, in thinking that mathematics is magical rather than just a way of comparing one thing to another. Photos are largely emotional, instinctual, and subconscious; the reaction people have to them is because of the associations with the elements therein. As I said before, using an off-center subject places it within a setting or scene – but that setting has to be reasonably complete for it to be strong. If we put the main person right smack in the ‘proper’ location in the frame, but cut off a tree or other person with the frame’s edge, it will probably be much weaker than if we place the frame’s edge in a natural break between elements, even if it means moving the main person away from the optimum location. What we’re seeing is not ratios at all, but discrete ideas – the tree, house, the curve of the street or river, and so on. Include enough of these to provide the right idea to the viewer, use the frame’s space wisely, and don’t try to get all scientific about it. Much as we might like hard and fast rules so we don’t have to make a decision every damn time, they won’t work.

What the Rule of Thirds does, I suspect, is to get people away from focusing solely on the subject and start them thinking about the scene, setting, surroundings, and some other S-word to round out the alliteration. We have a wicked tendency to see only a small facet of our surroundings when we choose to, paying attention solely to one person or subject, and too often take photos that reflect that. But a stronger image typically (not always) gives us some context – context that the person holding the camera knows was there subconsciously, but the viewer will not get unless we include it within the image. This would make the Rule of Thirds (Fibonacci, Phi) a really crappy way of communicating this.

This is the first time I've cropped this image into a vertical, precisely for this post. While the moon might be close to the point that the Rule of Thirds would indicate, the cropping is more to accommodate the one branch of the tree seeking the corner, and not cutting off the higher contrast spot of moss in the upper right. That's how to use the frame.
To me at least, an even stronger compositional “rule” is to use the frame wisely. I’m very fond of working the corners, which can even be seen in the B&W tidal pool image that I used in the previous post on thirds – the edges of the water stay within the top and bottom of the frame, making the pool an important aspect of the whole image. If I’d gone in closer and cut those edges off, the viewer is forced to believe that these were less important than the reflection in the water, which is about the only other thing that captures attention. Yet that’s certainly not strong enough by itself, and really is only a point of contrast which helps make the scene more dynamic. For the image at right, the original is much more centered, so even though the branches lean a bit to the left, the mosses on the right side help maintain the balance. But when cropping it to vertical (I can’t believe I never thought to try this before,) the balance is taken away and the emphasis of the branches leaning left is heightened, so the framing now reflects that.

And if you were on your toes, you noticed that the ‘flow’ to the sides of both of these images brings you into the text, not away from it – that’s another little trick that I actually use quite often, as do editors. It’s subtle, but it implies the importance of the text. Not that it needs it, of course.

So while there’s some compositional aspects that bear consideration, there’s also the underlying lesson that approaching things from the wrong angle can be misleading and counterproductive. Photography often benefits from the specific avoidance of structure, rather than the application of it. Most especially, it is not scientific or mathematical, but emotional and associative instead. Trying to reduce it to rules is more of a square-peg-round-hole situation. This applies to many other aspects of life, too, where we desire some reliable guidelines or shortcuts in a process and instead produce something that’s inaccurate as often as it is useful (and the only way to tell is to have some other standard of determining usefulness, which we should have stayed with in the first place.) There’s even a quick lesson in logic, where you might be able to take a lot of examples and create an average, but using the average as a goal is misunderstanding what an average is. Sometimes we need the extremes, the variety, and the rare appearances.

Even thinking that math can explain some constants, or some particular aspect of the universe, is generally playing both sides of the fence. Math is exact; being off by a few percent means that we’re no longer dealing with Phi, or any other mathematical expression. So we really can’t resort to a specific ratio and then say, “somewhere around there, anyway” – either it is or it isn’t. And considering the sheer number of instances where it cannot be applied without significant fudging, but people like the images (or architecture or design or whatever) anyway – especially those cases where applying it actually makes things less appealing – the only rational conclusion is that the concept is corrupt in its very nature. There’s little point in settling for something imprecise because it’s better than nothing, when we can attempt to understand what really is at work and gain so much more from it.

Papa Joe’s

Just noticed this as I was recycling the box:



And he forgot the extra sauce.

Come to think of it, I’d better check the fridge and see if the leftovers have multiplied (or gained anchovies.) If not, that would put the final nail in the… coffin, right?

And, “pizza experience.” Marketing is so incredibly vapid sometimes. I need to start saying, “Excuse me, I’m going to go take a shit experience.”

Fringe benefits


While it is hot enough out there today to actually make the grass disturbingly warm, and potting soil seem to have been heated on a stove, there is still a small benefit to chasing frantic pollinators on spearmint flowers: you get to inhale the wonderful mint aroma.

Some small black & white wasps could be seen, in close approach, to have distinctively chartreuse eyes, but were disinclined to hold still long enough for me to capture these easily, so it took several tries. Seeing that they were circling the blooms, I picked a spot ahead of their apparent path and waited for them to ‘crest the hill’ and come into focus, which did eventually work. This is a Bicyrtes quadrifasciatus, which it seems might sometimes be referred to as a sand wasp – as with most arthropods, it’s safer to stick to the scientific name since the ‘common’ name is always subject to regional and colloquial variations. I can’t tell you how many species of arachnid I’ve seen confidently called a “garden spider.”

The mistake I made in my approach is that it shows only the head, and so you get no idea how the eyes are incongruous with the body coloration (or lack thereof.) The next one is slightly better, and gives an impression of shyness, perhaps, or surprise. What’s also interesting is that up close, the flowers betray their true coloration of white petals with just a splash of purple from the stigma (I think) – from a typical viewing distance, one gets the impression of very pale lavendar flowers.

Also note the background. Even this far out of focus and beyond the range of the flash set for macro work, the brick wall betrays its presence – this is one reason why I urge people to watch behind their subjects, regardless of depth-of-field.


Excuses, excuses

Some time back, I posted about an article published in Skeptic magazine regarding religion and violence. As I gave some indication then, discussions about the topic tend to be very superficial, and in a lot of cases deal with popular misconceptions and gross misrepresentations. Yet it’s a topic that, without a doubt, deserves a significant amount of attention, and serious attention at that. I am under no illusions that I am capable of delivering this, but I do want to present a couple of salient points.

Let’s start with the first, perhaps most common, misrepresentation. No one even slightly serious about the subject believes that religion is the sole cause of violence, or makes any attempt to imply this. Not even the most devout atheist believes that a world without religion would be peaceful and mellow – despite the statistics giving some support to this idea from countries that are largely secular (and suffer from much lower counts of violent crime.)

Nor does anyone with half a brain believe that religions specifically promote violence; this is far too much of an over-generalization to be supportable or even useful. Yet the topic is dismissed from discussion very often because of exactly this fallacy. “Nobody in my church ever hurt anyone,” or, “The Crusades were a long time ago,” or, “If you think christians are bad, how about the muslims?” are examples of the kind of thinking that we see far too often. Counter examples do not automatically dismiss (or ‘balance out,’ a ridiculous concept that is seen far too often) the numerous instances of violence with strong religious ties. If we take a specific incident of violence, such as an execution, and find another factor that may be a motivation, this is a perfectly legitimate examination of the issue, and in fact this is exactly what we should be looking for, in all fairness – such things could disprove the idea of religious violence. But this is not in any way related to circumstances where religious belief avoided or thwarted violence; it’s not reasonable to reduce the possibilities to either/or propositions, nor could religion ever be shown not to be capable of both. And as I said previously, since it is widely reckoned to be a force for good, there’s really nothing that can balance out any circumstance where it is not. Such occurrences are examples of abject failure.

So we come to an argument that often appears: humans have a tendency towards violence, so human nature is at fault more than religion. And to that, I will unreservedly agree. Yet, I want to maintain a proper perspective on such a thing, because this is the same as saying that guns deserve more credit for violent deaths than clubs. While a true statement, this does not absolve clubs of their status as weapons.

Humans do, unquestionably, have tendencies towards violence – we are not alone among species in this regard, but this is no excuse. There is some internal recognition that violence is necessary in some circumstances, and I only need to mention “invading army” or “marauding wolves” to demonstrate that there is indeed some purpose. And yes, this gets displaced very often, in everything from spectator sports like football, boxing, and wrestling, to fistfights over name-calling and traffic altercations. While the actual processes that provoke such (over)reactions are not specifically known, it is not hard to imagine that they did evolve to suit some useful functions. We are not helpless victims of evolved traits, but it does help to understand why we are prone to certain behaviors – this is an important distinction.

It is also worth noting that we generally have some distaste over the idea of humans as a violent species – we’re not proud of it, but ashamed instead, and this is also an internal trait. And this also serves a purpose, because “social” and “violent” don’t really go together, and we place a lot of emphasis on cooperation and community too. In fact, we tend to see the violence we engage in as defensive, much more often than not. That’s more acceptable, isn’t it?

In light of this, the original question becomes more along the lines of, “How often does religion exploit tendencies to be violent rather than tendencies to avoid violence?” Or, lest we put the cart before the horse, does it even do this?

It’s not enough, for instance, to take violent occurrences throughout history and find other potential motivations than religion, even if it’s a good start. One must also reasonably ask, “Why then does religion appear so often in such circumstances?” While religion is not by any stretch a common denominator in violent acts throughout history, it nevertheless appears with surprising frequency – it behooves us to ask why. Yes, it is entirely possible to be a coincidence or red herring, and the very tricky reality about such things is that every act of violence may have its own individual motivations; it’s not safe to just look for some other motivation that occurs more frequently than religion, because it may not exist even if/while religion remains blameless. But if religion is prominent in such things, there is some particular reason why. We cannot take such things as the Crusades and muslim extremism and dismiss them as irrelevant when they are inextricably linked, not just by the various chroniclers, but by the participants themselves. In other words, we cannot blame the witch hunts and inquisitions on bias from historians when we have direct evidence of religious influence from the hunters and inquisitors themselves. The Malleus Maleficarum was not created after the fact as propaganda, so dismissing religious influence in witch hunts is, to say the least, far more biased than considering it.

So let’s continue with this example. Malleus is not scriptural, nor even claimed as divinely inspired, so does it count as religious? Perhaps not – it is easy to argue that the subject matter is more the reflection of personal opinions and/or agendas, or simply misinterpretations, and so it shouldn’t be considered religious. Yet the subject matter, and the authority invoked within, most certainly are religious in both origin and nature. Had the book been about finding and exterminating alien mind control (or some other ‘possession’ not related to religion,) could it possibly have achieved the status that it did? How many people would have accepted it as a guide? And the very pertinent question: how many people could flay or burn someone alive if they did not believe in the righteousness and divine authority of their acts?

This is a very important factor to examine. Context means a lot in such investigations. In our society today, we are horrified at someone who would put their child to death over, for instance, uttering, “jesus christ be damned” – but this is cultural, not religious, because scripture actually condones such acts. But how does one determine the dividing line between the influences of a culture with religious roots, and religious thought itself? While there are lines in scripture about not suffering the presence of witches, there are also lines permitting only one kind of plant in the same furrow, and not trimming facial hair. Specific splinters of faiths, local churches and/or their leaders, and communities often determine which behaviors are given more weight than others. Is that still “religion”?

Again, we can compare this to other forms of influence, such as political movements and forms of tribalism/nationalism. In the cases where any of those have led to violence, such as the purges of Native Americans, Armenians, or Bosnians, we can see the influences of class consciousness and privilege, giving support to the idea that violence is justified by the view of the victim being “lesser” than the perpetrator, or in many cases a threat – get them before they get us, because they will. In such cases, religion may be only incidental as a motivator; perhaps providing the idea that someone who follows jesus or mohammed is “good” while everyone else, by default, is not. This may be almost indistinguishable from someone who is “aryan” or not – it’s not that it motivates anyone towards violence, only that it justifies extremism by changing the definition of good. We might broaden the scope, based on such observations, and consider that ideologies might be responsible for motivating or justifying violence – again, this isn’t an either/or thing, but can be one of many factors that contribute. And of course, religion gets no free ride here because religions are ideologies themselves; the best that could be said in such circumstances is that it is unfair to single them out. Yet some ideologies are actually motivations for good behavior too, so some finer distinction needs to be made.

We cannot ignore the authority angle, though. Scripture is touted and raised as the ultimate authority, and thus not subject to common ethical or social considerations. This is an interesting approach to ethics, in that it fulfills no purpose commonly attributed to ethics, which is to serve the community by valuing fairness, mutual support, and cooperation. Instead, it only invokes the self-proclaimed authority of scripture to wield by proxy the demands of an unquestionable (yet ethereal) superior – this does not fit any accepted definition of ‘community.’ Also notable is that such authority is wielded very often only for others; not all portions of scripture receive the same weight or attention. It takes a large group of people, as in a culture, to select and agree upon which bits are the unassailable word of god, and this is frequently treated more as mob rule than abject obeisance – whoever belongs to the church with the largest number of followers gets to enforce their views on others, often regardless of what religion anyone else might follow. Note, too, that the preferred portions of scripture, or entire denominations themselves, are not arrived upon in any manner we deem rational – most religions claim divine authority as their own, so such claims are not enough to distinguish judaism from islam, and in fact religion is chosen by what suits an individual’s desires best, in those few cases where it is not simply adopted blindly from parents or community. Once chosen, how often does it become the law that all others must follow, denying their choice?

Homophobia is, quite likely, a cultural thing, especially when we see how homosexuality is treated in other cultures. But violence against gays would likely be as sporadic as violence against any other ethnic or preference group without the idea of scriptural condemnation – in other words, it’s good to hate. In any given public forum, comments about homosexuality and atheism are exponentially more likely to reference religion; this can be ignored only through blind denial. At least prejudice against atheism might be explained by believing that it’s synonymous with immorality – the idea that religion, rather than society, dictates our morals is a common fallacy. Homophobia lacks any support at all save for obscure scriptural references, which number fewer than references against wealth or gluttony (the latter, at least, makes it somewhat ironic that here in North Carolina, the Fat Fuck State, we recently passed an amendment against same-sex marriages.) Given any method of determining the detriments to society, however, homosexuality falls completely in the clear, far behind alcohol, improper traffic lane usage, and bottled water. And even, it must be said, praying for recovery from illness.

The same lack of detriment can be found in such things as abortion and birth control, education in strong sciences such as evolution, and even the definition of ‘kosher’ foods. None of these have the slightest impact on community or fairness, nor do they have victims in any way, save for the personal affront end of things which, to be blunt, is not victimhood but mere whining. Yet even in our enlightened societies we’re expected to yield to the authority claimed, and in some current cultures, failure to do so does lead to violent reprisal. When a mob attacks an embassy and kills innocent people within over the actions of a redneck nitwit thousands of kilometers away, there is no motivation that can be claimed as benefiting society, and the only ‘ethics’ at work is the self-imposed privilege of the devout. Even when hurling about demands for respect, it must be noted that no respect is offered in return. Where do such class distinctions come from, if not from religion?

We can also look at many cases of wars and persecutions throughout history that had political and national motivations behind a religious façade – Northern Ireland and the Palestinian/Israeli conflicts come to mind. In many such cases, religion is not a motivation nor really justification, but a means of promoting a cause and provoking the populace towards extremism. The same might be said for the rampant idea within this country that ‘muslim’ directly equates with ‘terrorist,’ a fallacy knowingly fostered by presidential administrations (the George W. Bush administration, in case an example was needed, but that’s not the only one.) And while seemingly unrelated, we have the frequent appearance of incarcerated criminals who have ‘found god,’ and the errant (and enormously hypocritical) preachers who have ‘repented their sins.’ All of these rely on the idea that religion has a much higher standard than mere laws, and that it is accepted and unquestioned within a populace. The ability to wield these successfully can only come about if enough people abdicate rational considerations in favor of automatic responses and associations regarding religion. Is this the fault of religions, or merely a byproduct of their acceptance?

In examining the reasoning behind religious thought as a whole, the idea that religion merely exploits numerous natural tendencies within humans seems to have merit. Religion is not so much the ideologies of individual denominations as the culmination of several traits that we developed as a species, making us more susceptible and willing to accept the premises of the specific faiths. Thus, in how many cases can we say that religion has simply ‘fit the bill’ in describing or justifying the base instincts we might have towards violence itself, or tribalism, or self-preservation? Or, ignoring for the moment any claim of divine authority, should we even consider that the goals of most religions are to strengthen and support the community, and that religion is as much a victim of our internal motivations as those who are targeted by violence?

Perhaps the most interesting observation when considering all of this is that determining just how much blame religion deserves is irrelevant. Throughout, we can see that the culprit is usually a lack of rational consideration, the failure to have distinct ideas about community and firm goals about our interactions. We too often fail to recognize bigotry or self-imposed privilege for what it is, and don’t consider what is useful in either law or ethics (or for that matter, what the purposes of ethics and morals are in the first place.) We accept labels and assumptions that simplify decisions, such as ‘christian = good,’ and never consider that good already has a simple, easy-to-wield definition. And most especially, we let ourselves be drawn in by aspects that appease our egos at the expense of others. Religion does indeed exploit these, but so do many other approaches. By concentrating solely on religion, we may be guilty of not casting the net wide enough or, worse, treating a symptom and not the cause.

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