The bridge, leading from the initially unordered data of experience to the Ideas, consists in certain primeval images pre-existing in the soul — the archetypes of Kepler. [..] It is a question, rather, of forms belonging to the unconscious region of the human soul, images of powerful emotional content, which are not thought, but beheld, as it were, pictorially. The delight one feels, on becoming aware of a new piece of knowledge, arises from the way such pre-existing images fall into congruence with the behavior of the external objects.

- Wolfgang Pauli, on why we fight.

Salmorejo con Remolacha

Fear not cherished reader, I’m not about to become (or really capable of becoming) a food blogger. But once in a rare while, I may become convinced that I have something worth sharing — for instance, today. The title dish was part of a fabulous meal I had (and loved) at a restaurant in Seville, but for which an exact recipe is not found easily online.

Spain’s not an easy place to travel as a vegetarian. In fact, it’s probably the least vegetarian-friendly place I’ve traveled to so far. This likely has to do with the well-documented Spanish love affair with jamón in its myriad forms. Also, unlike other parts of Western Europe, vegetarianism never took off in the way it has in Germany, Benelux or the UK. (Historical sidenote: this apparently has to do with the Franco era overlapping with the 60s. The regime associated vegetarianism with leftism/hippies and clamped down on it along with many other related movements and activities. And alas, la movida did not result in a commensurate interest in vegetarianism among madrileños in the 1980s).

All that being said, there are a handful of vegetarian and vegetarian/vegan-friendly restaurants scattered throughout most major Spanish cities. They don’t specifically cater to tourists, and have surprisingly vigorous local followings, but usually have english-language menus and are friendly enough to desperate travelers. Our story begins on a pleasant December day in Seville. In preparation for our trip, I had handy a list of vegetarian places in town, and their vague locations on a map. Our destination for lunch was Centro Ecologico Gaia, tucked on a side-street a few kilometers from Barrio Santa Cruz and the more touristed parts of the city. Service was brisk and friendly, with a restrained 60s hippie-meets-contemporary modern decor. It appeared to be a family restaurant (as many are in the region), and was reasonably full with locals including various groups of professionals out for a late lunch.

My first course, which is the subject of this post, was Salmorejo (an Andalucian variant of gazpacho) con Remolacha (beets). It caught my eye in the menu right away (I love beets!) and was simply perfect: a delicious, hearty reward for the long trek out to the restaurant. Several months later, I decided to make this soup for a potluck dinner. Finding an exact recipe in English was a bit difficult, so I pieced together a couple of different recipes to get it right:

Serves 6.

Ingredients:

  • 1.5 lb cooked beets
  • 1-1.5 medium onions
  • 3 lb tomatoes
  • 1-2 cloves garlic
  • 1/3-1/2 loaf of stale bread
  • 12-15 tbsp olive oil
  • 4 tbsp white wine vinegar
  • 500 ml vegetable stock (optional)
  • Crème fraîche to garnish (optional)
  • Sea salt and freshly-ground black pepper
  • Pinch of saffron (optional)
Preparation:
  1. Place beets, tomatoes, onions, garlic and bread into blender or food processor and puree until smooth.
  2. Add olive oil, white wine vinegar and stock, and puree/blend again.
  3. Season to taste with salt and pepper. Add a pinch of saffron (this is one of my modifications — this dish does not normally merit saffron since it’s meant to be a functional soup throwing together whatever’s leftover at the end of the week).
  4. Chill soup in fridge for 2-3 hours.
  5. Serve in bowls, garnished lightly with crème fraîche (optional) and a drizzle of olive oil.
That’s it! In about 15 minutes you can make this simple, delicious, healthy and cool appetizer for a hot summer day, or a quick lunch. Or, whenever you want really. Here’s what it’ll look like when done:

Bon appétit! We’ll be back to pressing matters like Franco-Mongol relations in the 13th century in the next post.

Franco-Mongol Alliance, Part I

This post exists, as I suspect many future ones will, as a result of a particularly fruitful Wikipedia hunting expedition. Beginning with a brief survey of the Wars of the Roses, I found myself plumbing (yet again) the endlessly fascinating effects of the Mongol attacks on Europe in the 1200s, the obscure embassies sent between various Popes and Khans, and ultimately, the title of this post.

Lost to the vagaries of time there are indeed many macro-historical what-ifs: What if Stauffenberg had succeeded in his 1944 plot to assassinate Hitler? What if Franklin had not been able to convince Louis XVI to aid the Americans in the revolutionary war? (France’s help was, after all, essential to America’s independence, but did end up bankrupting France, which in turn assisted in the French revolution’s emergence). And, somewhere down that list, what if 13th century France and the Ilkhanate (a Khanate that emerged after the Mongol conquest of Persia) had managed to conclude an alliance against the various Islamic potentates of the time? Would this have assisted the Crusader states in maintaing their tenuous grasp of the Levant further? (Also, come on! The Mongols and France trying to form an alliance in the 13th century?)

The origins of such an alliance, as indicated in the wikipedia article are pretty fuzzy:

Among Europeans, there had long been rumors and expectations that a great Christian ally would come from the East. These rumors circulated as early as the First Crusade, and usually surged in popularity after the loss of a battle by the Crusaders. A legend developed about a figure known as Prester John, who lived in far off India, Central Asia, or perhaps even Ethiopia. This legend fed upon itself, and some individuals who came from the East were greeted with the expectations that they might be the long-awaited Christian heroes. In 1210, news reached the West of the battles of the Mongol Kuchlug, leader of the largely Christian tribe of the Naimans. Kuchlug’s forces had been battling the powerfulKhwarezmian Empire, whose leader was Muhammad II of Khwarezm. Rumors circulated in Europe that Kuchlug was the mythical Prester John, and was again battling the Muslims in the East.

The Mongols as Christian Ally! This was certainly news to me. Before we get into that, let’s set up some context. What’s rather crazy here is that the later Crusades coincided with the great westward Mongol expansion of the 1200s. So if you think the Middle-East is complicated now, the 10th-14th centuries were absolutely insane. Armies rampaging back and forth, foreign invaders from France and England in the west, and Mongolia and China in the east! In terms of momentous events, the fall of Baghdad and the Abbasid Caliphate in 1248 to the Mongols is perhaps akin to the sack of Rome, in that it marked the end of a great state and a revered center of learning and commerce. It’s also an instructive event because the shamanist Hulagu Khan (one of Genghis’ grandsons) who lead the Middle-Eastern campaign was pretty tolerant of Christians (he married one), and received the assistance and submission of Georgia and Armenia. These two Christian kingdoms took the sensible step of submitting to the Khan as vassals rather than be razed to the ground, likely saving their relatively small societies from complete annihilation. The Eastern Christians were thus, all this being equal, fans of the Mongols for eliminating the threats to the South and/or their Islamic suzerains. Hethum I, king of Armenia, in fact tried to convince his co-religionists in the West that it was to their benefit to submit as vassals to the Mongols, and fight their common enemy: the Abbasids and the Ayyubids (in Syria and Egypt). It’s unclear that this attempt by Hethum actually assisted in the conception of a Franco-Mongol alliance, but it’s an interesting sidebar nonetheless. And ultimately, the key takeaway here is that the notion of the Mongols as Eastern (and potentially Christian?) saviors of the Crusader states was in the air.

What then was the proximate reason behind the concept of this alliance arising? The story’s pretty complex. As an example of the chaos the Mongol expansion was causing think about what was happening before the fall of Baghdad: the Khawarizmi Turks had been overrun by the Mongols and fled west, and were ‘invited’ by the Ayyubids in Cairo to retake Jerusalem on the way west. That they did, razing it to the ground in 1244, thereby provoking the Seventh Crusade (which was a giant failure). The failure of this latter crusade, did however make Europe think more positively about allying with the Ilkhanate Mongols in the Middle East against the Ayyubids, and later the Mamluks. And therein lie the roots of this wild idea of allying two powers separated by thousands of miles in medieval times. (Though let’s remember that the Frankish conception of world geography in the 13th century was pretty iffy at best)

But wait, weren’t the Mongols also invading Central Europe in the 1240s? Indeed they were, but in another big what-if, Ogedei Khan died in 1241 (after binge drinking during a hunting trip no less) as Batu and Subotai Khan were ravaging Hungary and Eastern Europe. Batu and Subotai immediately rode east with their armies to Karakorum for the kurultai (which, one assumes, was quite a spectacle). And thus, conventional historiography holds, Germany, Austria and Western Europe were spared a potentially devastating Mongol attack. And, for the purposes of this discussion, the nature of the Mongol Threat from the Golden Horde in Eastern Europe diminished enough, for Frankish kings and nobles to contemplate and discuss a potential alliance with the Ilkhanate in the Middle East. The external existential threat had shifted back from the feared Mongols to the ‘Moslems’ after the failure of the seventh Crusade.

Not to ruin the end of this story, but here’s one important thing I should probably point out now: this ‘alliance’ was a delusional idea from the beginning, given the distances and incongruities in attitudes and fighting forces involved. And.. it probably didn’t even exist in the modern sense of the word ‘alliance’. But! The fact that it even came up, tells you how unexpected, fascinating and weird history can be, and how the world was often wildly interdependent even 800 years ago. (see also: Roman contacts with China)

To be continued in a future post…

Resurrecting the blog, thinking about Search

It’s been about eight months since I left Microsoft’s Live Search group, and I’ve been busy with graduate school and getting into my research (nanophotonic applications to solar cells).  Since it’s been some time I thought it might be an interesting experiment to read up and see what the latest goings-on in the search world are — I’ve mostly given up following this regularly as I did while I was, well, in the throes of trying to defeat Google :-P

This post is mostly an empty threat, for now, that I will pontificate (can I say that with Il Papa in the US right now?).. you’ve been warned!

foggy beginnings..

Time to resurrect this blog, now that I have a reason to..

Greetings, dear reader, from Delhi! After a lot of flying and stops in Singapore and then a day in Bombay, I’m now in fogbound Delhi. Well it was fogbound when we landed yesterday; rather nice today. New Delhi is a rather gracious and leafy city (and quite the contrast to Old Delhi, which has its own charms..), at least on the surface. Some Army officers were nice enough to usher us in to watch the apparently special-occasion of the changing of the guards at the Presidential Palace, Lutyens’ ridiculous (but, no longer the Viceroy’s house, ha!) Rashtrapathi Bhavan.

This city, in its own way, reminds me of Rome.. ruins and monuments everywhere. And only the tourists seem to care! Well, off to eat eat eat (Delhi’s great for a foodie) — more later.

the super-rich are sometimes very, very, very callous and stupid

http://www.breitbart.com/article.php?id=D8NRCQE80&show_article=1

This guy is an infuriating idiot — he should chat with BillG or Warren Buffett for a few minutes and realize that they’re not just “going around like Santa Claus donating money”. Far from it! They’re filling governmental/NGO holes, and taking a business-minded/venture-capital approach to saving human lives. Infuriating!!

As I said, a greedy idiot. Here’s hoping karma exists..

Terra Bite: An Interesting Experiment

The weather has been unusually pleasant this past month. With temperatures in the 50s, sunny weather and the smell of flowers in the air it would appear that spring has arrived in the Pacific Northwest (knock on wood). My condolences to those living east of here — enjoy the cold weather. With the pleasant weather, I decided to wander about Kirkland a bit and ended up spending a fair bit of time at a rather interesting new cafe in downtown Kirkland — Terra Bite Lounge.

It’s been receiving a fair bit of publicity for it’s main innovation — customers (such as they are) pay what they want and feel like. No, it’s not run by a religious organization, and it’s not a charity (though they assert that they will share profits among employees and donate to charities). It’s a bold experiment to be sure, though perhaps not as doomed to failure as you might think. So far it seems to be doing alright, with most customers approximating what they pay at other cafes and coffee places. If it does succeed it will have to do with a few factors: affluence, conscientiousness and, of course, Seattle’s insatiable addiction to espresso.

I’m sure there’s a potentially interesting economic model one could construct to predict and explain the behavior of customers payment patterns at such a venue. What I think is even more interesting is how such a pay-what-you-want model could affect the third space conception of coffee shops in suburban American environs. Namely, the lack of truly public spaces for people of varied backgrounds to gather in today’s suburbs has left a gaping void that Starbucks has in large part tried to fill. Now, a Starbucks is obviously a poor substitute for the open-air market or public square of eras past, but it’s something. For instance, a lot of people who telecommute/work from home find Starbucks’ in the suburbs a great place to work around people; a way to overcome the often-isolated nature of life in the typical American suburb.

The central conceit of a public space however is not quite matched by a suburban coffee shop — you have to pay to be there. If, however, payment becomes voluntary and a secondary feature of the cafe, not a central one, then perhaps coffee shops and lounges can better approximate the public venues present in urban areas. So is this the beginning of a bold new trend? Well, it’s unlikely — as I said, this will probably only work in a few places that are both affluent and conscientious in the self-aware and serious way typical among folks in the coastal parts of the Pacific Northwest. Furthermore, downtown Kirkland is a very atypical “suburb” center, if one can even call it that.

Another criticism might be that this is somewhat socialistic/communistic or at least anti-capitalist in nature. I don’t think that applies as the potential subsidizing of poorer clientele by richer ones is entirely voluntary. If anything, it’s a natural outgrowth of capitalism’s assumption that charity is more appropriate than government intervention. Well, all this is probably overkill for what’s really a simple, interesting experiment — let’s see how it does!

A New Year’s Paean (in prose)

The clock strikes midnight, the crowds cheer, I mumble the words that everyone seems to say to each other at this moment. An artificial one, to be sure, but so are most human constructs of time. I step outside, it’s a cold night, but the skies are clear. For the first time in a while, I see my moon-shadow against the crisp, white snow. Gazing up at a night sky I didn’t expect to see in a bright city I begin to despair.

I despair to think of our lack of ambition, our sheer provincialism when a universe of unending wonder exists, and most of us could care less about it. Futurists argue that the next centuries will be an exploration of the ‘inner’ rather than the ‘outer’. They (usually with a naive idealism that I at once appreciate and abhor) point to direct human-computer interfaces, genetic engineering and the inherent possibilities of innovations in these fields as the beginning of a new era for our exploration of the possibilities of human existence. And perhaps, just perhaps, that is a more meaningful, cost-effective path for humanity’s future and fulfillment. For heaven’s sake, we haven’t yet managed to get clean drinking water to every person on this planet, not by a long-shot.

Yet, I find myself again staring at the night sky with awe and wonder; and so I begin slowly to comprehend the occasional futility of reason in the face of curiosity and what must surely be our destiny.

It’s a bit early for this..

“Sorry folks, the cargo door’s kinda… well, frozen.” So said the mechanic as I got off the turboprop that had just landed in Calgary. The trip had been a rather turbulent one, with some pretty serious drops and rises in altitude as we hit the various mountain ranges between Seattle and here. Now that we’d finally landed, and were standing in the cold, we couldn’t help but laugh; welcome to Canada! (and so much for the whole ‘leave your bag on the cart’ thing — common on small planes being convenient — it took em half-an-hour to get it open). In any case, I am home, if a very frozen version of home: It’ll be about -30 (C or F, take your pick) when I head back to Seattle Monday morning,  which apparently is the coldest it’s actually gotten in the past two years (even in the dead of winter).

H-Y, which was last weekend, proved to be a great time. It was nice to catch up with everyone, and also to be back in Cambridge, and on campus. It felt like I’d simply returned from a long summer break; yet, a few hints that I didn’t quite belong as I perhaps had in the past: for one, the students looked less familiar (except for those at the ’06 tailgate of course). In any case, a jolly good time, and oddly enough, it looks like I’ll be back in Boston in a couple of weeks anyhow. With that, I wish you, dear reader, a Happy Thanksgiving! I really hope Christmas songs don’t start on the radio when I get back..

Space Weapons, Part II & Scientific Literacy

Many apologies for the extreme delay in my wrap-up of the previous post. First, off, thank goodness! (Referring to the election of course). No, I know, this doesn’t necessarily mean anything good will happen (politics being politics), but at least the political landscape of this country now has some semblance of normalcy. One-party states are strange, ungainly things. Now, on to my promised continuation of the issue of space policy. I’d like to make the case here for the often profound importance of true scientific literacy, but do it through that peculiar lens I used last time — this whole notion of weaponizing space.

Now, in my brief (albeit insightful) time at the Belfer Center one particularly appalling speculative proposal by the Air Force stands out. In this proposal, a space-based laser to knock at missiles was seriously considered (including a description of various kill scenarios). Only one tiny problem, the power generator needed for a laser powerful enough to focus the types of energies needed at distances on the order of 100s-1000s of km was on the order of 100s of MW (if I remember correctly). No one describing this “reasonable” scenario had bothered to consider how lasers work, and how the ungainly amounts of power needed would necessitate dragging a huge power reactor into space (perhaps the heaviest thing ever launched into space in human history). Before I continue, I will also mention that the strategic scenarios considered (mostly wrt China) were ludicrous — the fact of the matter is, and continues to be, the US is the provocateur in this entire arms race. A pledge to not arm space (signed as an international treaty) would be respected by other nations — which, while certainly miltarist, are also intensely pragmatic. How do we know this? Well, for one, generals from these countries have emphatically stated this at international conferences — and it makes sense! This is the same sort of paranoid over-estimation and poor understanding of other countries that lead, in big part, to the massive stockpiles of nuclear weapons we are now stuck with.

Scientific Literacy, and Harvard
So, back to the issue of scientific literacy. A suitable background of physics should have allowed anyone with reasonable competence to recognize the outrageous nature of some of the proposals bandied about by would-be policymakers. This simply isn’t an issue of “understanding science’s place in the world”, but a question of people understanding the fundamentals. Which now allows me to gently segue into Harvard’s new “General Education” requirements. I’ll refrain from any comments on the “Reason and Faith” requirement (which has potential, if handled well) and focus my criticism on the scientific components of these requirements, or rather the lack thereof. Look, I greatly enjoyed the opportunity to take a range of literature, history, anthropology and political philosophy classes, and think, if anything, the new requirements seem to prioritize ‘current events’ over things like art and literature. However, to “frame this material in the context of social issues,” as will apparently be prevalent in ‘science’ courses that count towards future distribution requirements is meaningless without ensuring that students actually understand the basics (The Crimson even got this one right).

Future policy-makers need, as demonstrated above with the outlandish Air Force proposal, to understand the basics of how the world works. Modern technology isn’t magic, it’s based on physical laws, and centuries of rigorous experimentation, advancement and the success of the scientific method. If Harvard’s graduating Gov majors can’t handle algebra, and don’t understand the bare basics of physics, chemistry and biology, but instead read some hand-wavy summaries about bioethics and only vaguely understand how nuclear energy and technology work, well that’s frankly a disaster. This isn’t whining from someone who was a science major (like I said, I really liked my humanities courses and took as many as I could fit in!) but shows a galling lack of concern among most faculty (excepting Larry Summers and some others).

General education requirements everywhere, across this country, need to place scientific literacy on par with historical, political and humanities literacy. Harvard can lead the way on this, and one can only hope erudite voices of those like Steven Pinker, can push for parity for science and math. For too long, those in power (both those in front of, and behind, the curtains) seem to only barely understand the principles and scientific reasoning that drive our now-global civilization. The weaponization of space is but one example of this alarming gap in a science-dependent society that is in larger parts, scientifically illiterate. Change is needed, and soon, lest we forfeit the gains made by science and reason, won often through much bloodshed, in the preceding century.

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