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"History is just people doing things"

 

THE ABQ CORRESPONDENT

                 ISSN 1087-2302   Online Edition Number 353......May 2025

Published since 1985 for clients and contacts of ABQ Communications Corporation, the fuzzy focus of The ABQ Correspondent is "the impact of new technology on society." If you'd like to receive email notification when each monthly issue is posted, please let us know.   correspo at swcp dot com 

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HOME FREE?

In June 1962 three prisoners attempted to escape from Alcatraz Island and in spite of intense search by the FBI, the U.S. Marshalls, and a lot of individual investigators, it still isn’t entirely clear whether the fellows made it to the mainland or were swept out to sea. Appropriately embarrassed by the idea that anybody could get out of their escape-proof prison the FBI doesn’t like the idea that they might have made it, but they can’t be certain. In 2018 The History Channel aired an intriguing documentary making a good case that the guys did get away. It’s hard not to root for the escapees, who robbed a bank with a toy gun, and were in Alcatraz, not because they were likely murderers, but because they had previously demonstrated that they were very good at escaping from jails. The prison was closed in 1963…presumably coincidental close timing. We have a minor (well, trivial) personal Alcatraz story. In the late ‘60s Native Americans who felt strongly that as long as the government was no longer using the island that had been stolen from them by European invaders a couple of hundred years earlier, the cold, pretty much useless, unpleasant, windswept 22-acre piece of land should be given back to them. So, they occupied Alcatraz for 19 months until they were forced off it again. (It’s currently a National Park.) It happens that in 1969 The Thomas Bede Foundation, in which I was a functionary, was working with a chap in Richmond (in the East Bay) on development of a new method for cleaning contact lenses, which our client manufactured. In a fit of bonhomie, our client invited Dr. Browning and me to visit him in Richmond. When we got there we learned that his plan was to take us out on the Bay in his thirty-or-so-foot motorboat. Iben said, “Let’s leave our briefcases in the car, so they can be found when we drown,” and we boarded the craft for a cruise. Our host’s idea of cruising involved opening a can of beer for each of us, pouring out a couple of ounces, then topping the can again with vodka. Ah well, as we headed out toward the Golden Gate, our route led us past Alcatraz, and we steered close enough to the island to read even the smaller signs being waved by the demonstrating occupiers there. In spite of our cordial waving, they regarded us as fresh invaders (well, we were three white guys in a yacht) and one of them threw a long stick, sharp at one end, at us. Our host commented, “They usually throw oranges.” The missile missed…and we didn’t linger, but I guess I can truly report that an Indian threw a spear at us, and that’s what I associate with Alcatraz. We headed on out under the bridge, (interesting to admire the Golden Gate bridge from directly below) where the significantly large real waves moved our pilot to observe that they were capable of capsizing us. We managed to turn, and got home OK, sunburned and ruffled. Not quite a typical workday.

 

AMAIZING

As a kid, when I heard the song:

I'm Captain Jinks of the Horse Marines,

I give my horse good corn and beans;

Of course it’s quite beyond my means,

Tho a Captain in the army.

I always pictured Captain Jinks holding an ear of corn out to his horse, who carefully ate the kernels off the cob. The beans were a different course of the meal, and I didn’t think much about them. In later years somebody explained that “corn” meant any sort of grain…could be oats or barley or any of several other things…that was more expensive than hay, for example. Oh! To most anybody but Americans, the stuff on the cobs is “maize,” just one form of “corn.” Corn is still more complicated than that, and granddaughter Ondine recently pointed out an article discussing “hominy.” The piece is written from a Navajo perspective (or Diné perspective if you prefer, though apparently Diné means “The People” and there are lots of groups who refer to themselves as The People…some even using the term  Diné…”Navajo” may have been a pejorative term picked up from Pueblo people by the Spanish when they arrived, so one can appreciate enthusiasm for Diné.)The author explains that hominy is dried corn that has been soaked in an alkali solution …these days usually bicarbonate of soda, though most any wood ashes will do, and the Navajo traditionally use ashes from juniper, which was a common firewood here in the high desert. The mild alkali causes the kernels to swell to perhaps double their size, and loosens the husk around them, so the contents can be squeezed out easily. Those contents are hominy. The article cautions the reader to check the label on commercial corn meal to be sure that the product has been Nixtamalized, and is not just untreated corn (“Nixtamalization … is a Nahuatl word [Aztec] that comes from Nixtli= ashes, andTamalli= unformed corn dough.”) because nixtamalization brings out nutrient qualities from the corn that are not derived from consumption of the untreated kernels. Gee, I didn’t know that. Corn became one of the top foods all over the world after Christopher Columbus took it back to Europe. People liked it and discovered it would grow easily. They also discovered that additional nutrients were needed; one couldn’t subsist entirely on maize. (See kwashiorkor.) Ironically, Columbus took the corn, but not the recipe.   

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Item:

The Correspo recently commented on the desirability of being courteous with AI agents such as ChatGPT, and Copilot on the practical grounds that those entities will undoubtedly share their impressions of you at some point, and it’s probably a good idea to be regarded by them as a nice person. Sam Altman, the chap most clearly associated with ChatGPT commented (also on purely practical grounds) on the dollars-and-cents cost of making LLMs deal with social pleasantries such as saying Please and Thank You. It’s soberingly high. Artificial Intelligence has conventionally been described as the attempt to make machines think and behave as people do. One wonders if we can quantify the dollars-and-cents cost of politeness among human beings.

 

Item:

Just because it’s been a while, here’s a look at an assortment of interesting robots.

 

Item:

The Correspo has spoken more than once about systems that combine digital electronics (for input/output/control) with networks of biological living neurons. Thet the living cells are apparently better at figuring things out than electronic neurons are. Here’s a report from somebody who certainly knows more than I do, observing that “Cells compute a billion times faster than we thought.” That would surely make worthwhile the extraordinary difficulty of keeping the cells alive and functioning as a system in the hybrid structure. One dimly recalls explanations from biologist Iben Browning long ago that individual neurons in the brain have not just a dozen or two connections via synapses with a largely random selection of neurons around them…but perhaps an average of fifteen hundred outward links and the same number in, with the counts of each ranging up to perhaps three thousand. I don’t think we’ve yet achieved such massively complex nets with electronics. Quite apart from quantum effects, maybe that has something to do with the speed of computation.

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ITEM FROM THE PAST

 

This item from 1986 is recalled by discovery of a many-

years-old Yellow Pages directory.

How many computer stores are listed in your in your Yellow Pages direct­ory? In 1976, there were none. That year Susan Murrow, of Computer Power and Light in Los Angeles, asked the direct­ory people for a listing under Computer Stores. "No such thing," they said. She named five in the area, and urged them to check. They did, and created her new category. In 1986 pokey Albuquerque lists a couple of dozen stores, not even counting Radio Shack's 15 outlets. 

The first thought that came up was that we don’t call “personal

computers’ personal computers any longer; they’re laptops or

desktops or notebooks…and they’re just commodities like many

other products, sold in all sorts of stores, e.g. Target. The several

computer stores” in ABQ emphasize service, rather than hardware,

but most will sell you a computer if you want one.

The second thought that came up was the startling realization that,

while computers are ubiquitous, printed Yellow Pages directories

are a thing of the past…at least in the areas of the world that I see.

That can’t be! In my lifetime, the Yellow Pages (first published in

1886)  were like leaves on trees…part of universal reality. Mind you,

I haven’t needed one in years, all that information and more is

available online. These things creep up on us.

…and of course The item brings to mind the earliest personal

computer stores.

--In December 1976, on a trip Publisher David Bunnell had

originally conceived as a tour of all the computer stores in the

country (the numbers grew from about a dozen when the idea

first occurred to him to scores, maybe hundreds, in the months

that passed by the time I made that snowstorm-plagued trip…

and it wasn’t practical to visit them all) I visited Peachtree

Computing in Atlanta, already franchising.

--Visited Dick Heiser’s Arrowhead Computer Company’s store

(The Computer Store) in Santa Monica. Dick was cordial …

I was then a magazine editor and could do him some good…

but he was extremely busy. To entertain me, until he got free

from some crisis he sat me at what must have been an Altair

computer, so I could enjoy the wonders of word processing.

Well, it was a command-driven word-processor…no such

thing as commercial GUI in the mid-‘70s… which baffled me

completely but yes, entertainingly,

--And I knew Dick Brown, who operated some stores also called

The  Computer Store on the East Coast.

            --Visited Paul Terrell in his first Byte Shop soon thereafter (it

was in a former plumbing supply shop in Mountain View CA

that I had patronized in earlier days in search of washers and

stuff.)

Went to a bunch of others (including the itty bitty machine company

[sic] in Evanston) but have pointed to those listed above because

according to Wikipedia, “Terrell …as Byte, Inc.[1] …was one of the

four big computer retailers, along with Dick Heiser, ("The Computer

Store"), Peachtree in Atlanta, and Dick Brown.” This was before the

days of ComputerLand and BusinessLand, which have come and gone. 

Enough.

Note that this piece has freely

Referenced “Yellow Pages”, a term which

has long been copyrighted. We apologize

for using the term without identifying the

copyright holder...or holders, as may be in

various jurisdictions around the world.

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This book was written, richly illustrated, and published by excellent grandkid Malia. At 7 (gosh, eleven years ago) she was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes… suddenly, of course; “Get her to the hospital NOW!” and things have been nip and tuck since then with many scary crises. She’s taken control of her life…played and sang at Whiskey A Go Go on the Sunset Strip at 15, put out an album at 16, published this book at 17, and is off to college hundreds of miles from home. She has been videoed reading the book at a kids’ hospital, and every incoming T1D patient there from now on will see that video. Both pennies of her book royalty go to her college costs. Some of us are rather proud of her.

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