sunday school or psalm 10010111

After helping produce a podcast whose topic was speculating what sort of theological system a machine might make with access to all the world’s religious texts, our intrepid friends at Lewis and Quark (previously here, here and here) decided upon a slightly less ambitious experiment and tried to teach their neural network psalms from Judaism and Western Christianity. Most of the results were unsatisfying gibberish and beyond the programme’s comprehension (and perhaps a little strange that it comes at the same time that the Pope urges reform in the way that a phrase is translated, interpreted in the Pater Noster and we have to wonder about and perhaps re-examine our own language and liturgy) but there are some good lines and the structure fit the standard form so well, the words could be easily adapted to choral arrangement. What do you think? Oddly, the binary number translates to psalm one hundred fifty-one, the one about David slewing Goliath and then gives a prayer of thanksgiving.  Oh let them do no bungers in the mountains…

earthfasts and rentaghost

Although I can claim no remembered cultural affiliation with any of these mostly short-run children’s television programmes from the mid to late 1970s through to the early 1990s, this curation of forty-two lesser known British series is really a matter of fascination. Though I am sure to have my share of bad and obscure television heritage, I really want to meet someone who grew up wanting to be contestants on Brainchild, learned science literacy from Over the Moon, were contributing correspondents on CBTV or learned to read from Len and the River Mob. Did you find a forgotten favourite amongst these titles?

astra firma

Earlier this month, Earth’s first space-faring micronation launched its first nano-satellite into orbit. The Kingdom of Asgardia—clearly a nod to the city in the sky of Norse cosmology, may have humble beginnings with a precarious satellite no bigger than a breadbox but it has ambition and organisation to match and hope to soon expand into manned space station and orbital dock for further exploration.
As with most micronations there’s a slightly off-putting air with the want to relieve oneself of burdensome regulations and taxes and secrecy surrounding the privy council (more mundane examples here, here, here, here, and here) but I think anything that smacks as problematic is neutralised by the fact that it’s passing overhead every hour and a half and its provisional charter: (1) to ensure the peaceful use of Space (2) to protect the planet from space-based threats (coronal mass ejections, space junk and asteroids) and (3) and to provide unfettered and direct scientific knowledge and access to space to all. Find out more about the project at the link above and at Asgardia’s home page.

shockeye of the quanwncing grig

Having recently learned that a shelved Whovian mini-series had been completed after decades of neglect, called Shada, focusing on the inmates of a maximum security prison planet, we were understandably excited that the first villain in this rogues’ gallery of poorly costumed bad guys was none other than the Cambridge bon-vivant Skagra whose campy uniform consisted of a floppy hat and silver cape with disco pants. From the Monarch to the Movellans (adversarial to the Darleks so I suppose an ally), there’s plenty of nemeses to call to mind as they try to thwart the Doctor and his companions and whose greater crimes may have been against fashion than the balance of power in the Cosmos. Who is your favourite?