Any lawyer or successful bureacrat will tell you to never ask a question you don’t already know the answer to. Some folks aren’t that smart:
It was a strange moment of triumph against racism: The gun-slinging white supremacist Craig Cobb, dressed up for daytime TV in a dark suit and red tie, hearing that his DNA testing revealed his ancestry to be only “86% European, and … 14% Sub-Saharan African.”
The studio audience whooped and laughed and cheered. And Cobb — who was, in 2013, charged with terrorizing people while trying to create an all-white enclave in North Dakota — reacted like a sore loser in the schoolyard.
“Wait a minute, wait a minute, hold on, just wait a minute,” he said, trying to put on an all-knowing smile. “This is called statistical noise.”
Does this make Cobb–to use a white nationalist phrase–a “self-hating race traitor?”
I’m reminded of Holmes in “A Scandal in Bohemia” saying “It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data.”
Tip from Tom Knighton at PJ Media, by way of Sarah Hoyt at Instapundit.
*the Yogi never disappoints.
Update: This cuts both ways.
I found out I was White. Not just 13% White, my husband’s percentage when he too completed the ancestry composition report. Not just 25% White, since the average amount of DNA in an African American’s genome traced back to West Africa is about 75%. I was damn near 1/3 White. That’s significant.
Of course, this nice lady
fellow**can always fall back on the “one drop” principle, that standard promoted by 19th century white slavers and 21st century African Americans.
Tip straight from the Instapundit himself.
**Speed reading is one of my more egregious faults.
PETA strikes again. Pet owner strikes back.
No five-day grace period for you, trailer trash with-a-Z-in-your-name. Now, this was local news in Virginia. Why did I have to hear about it in the London Telegraph?
Call me old-fashioned, but I think I can skip a $1500 shamanic closet cleanse. I’ll stick with the milk crate I toss my gently-(ab)used and out-of-date clothes into. I’m so square.
Tip from Ed Driscoll, trying to make sense in a world gone mad, at the Instapundit.
If you’re a fan of British TV sci-fi, you’ve probably seen several episodes of Dr Who written by Andrew Cartmel. Now he’s gone full geek at right angles with a new mystery series, The Vinyl Detective. Our unlikely hero is a jazz aficionado who ekes out a living buying and selling rare vinyl recordings, and lives in that peculiar subculture of collectors and traders who haunt thrift shops, estate auctions, and jumble sales. Having dwelt there for a few years myself, Cartmel’s characters and places ring pitch perfect, with plenty of arcane background knowledge–both real and fictional–to back up the stories.
First outing is Written in Dead Wax, which establishes the major characters
and the sequel, The Run-Out Groove proves that the first novel wasn’t a fluke.
The third effort, Victory Disk, is expected in May 2018. Don’t miss it.
The Brat Pack of science fiction has concocted a cynical ploy to disturb the genre’s Purity of Essence; they’re giving away e-books.
I wasn’t too sure about this until I read John Scalzi’s pithy recommendation. “This is bullshit” exactly sums up my opinion of his latest strawman social-justice snoozer Locked In. So he’s become my anti-oracle.
My university’s dirty little secret about graduation rates isn’t secret any more.
One thing that will need changing is getting a stronger GRIP. Treating our incoming freshman like trauma victims doesn’t seem to be working.
Need a numerical solution to simultaneous non-linear equations? The nleqslv package is just what you’re looking for! The coding required is minimal; just define the equations you want solved in a function, set some initial values, and let ‘er rip.
Here’s an example that uses the method of moments to estimate the parameters of a beta-binomial distribution.