The Friday Fillip
John Baez — for those of you over 60 that’s John, not Joan — is a mathematical physicist who specializes in quantum gravity and n-categories, both of which seem like thoroughly Good Things. Which should show you how much I know about physics, or any categories if it comes to that. And that carefully curried ignorance has the potential to make me a crackpot, I learn from John’s 37-item crackpot identification list. The great thing here, apart from the fact that the list is amusing, is that it might, with some small modifications, be made to apply to those of us ploughing the furrows of law.
Let me illustrate. There’s a negative five points with item 1 just for showing up. (It’s like golf: the lower score the better.) So far so good. But then come the next four items:
(2) 1 point for every statement that is widely agreed on to be false.
(3) 2 points for every statement that is clearly vacuous.
(4) 3 points for every statement that is logically inconsistent.
(5) 5 points for each such statement that is adhered to despite careful correction.
See what I mean? And it only gets scarier the deeper you get into the list. So next time you hear someone (other than me, of course) holding forth, whip out your crackpot list and tot up their score. It could be better than keener bingo.
Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition.
Some might want to map the Baez list against some of the messages that are now appearing in the comments portion of Osgoode’s The Court. For example, a recent message includes this statement:
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It’s always possible, of course, that there’s a correlation to the extra ingredients reportedly available in better BC air, particularly if one is a Canadian snowboarder or the like.
As to Joan Baez – she did a wonderful version of “The Night The Drove Old Dixie Down”, whose theme (in a way) the list quite nicely.
I’ve been paying attention to whether the two Reptacha words happen to mean anything when put toghether. This time they’re “outgrowth 228”. I’m sure that’s a code for something that, if I knew, would reveal the secrets of the Illuminati. Or the Opus Dei. Or the Tri-Lateral Commission, etc.
Or the central theme of of the next Ludlum novel, as if there could be any surprise.