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Dear Reader: As the fateful election year of 2016 began, like so many other crimson-blooded Boomers, I had begun friending, tweeting and Instagram posting. T’was fun to re-write headlines as they should have first been writ, or to heckle the pitcher from high grandstands. So easy to spit in the ocean. What else could I do? I began to think I could think like the birds at the feeder – they would call me out if I were late with the bread heel.  I would apologize. I started doodling with a “Pencil 53” stylus and iPad. I was attempting to draw two birds – agnostic little fellows, but named Blue and Red. They would converse on a telephone line. I never got too good drawing these things. Sometimes Red had a cardinal’s eye mask – mostly not. Blue could appear without wings. But I needed therapy and it was therapeutic. The therapy formed around heuristics from jobs, chores, sports, vaudeville and elsewhere. Some I contrived – “whatever we do will have to be doable.” Others I stole – “funny...

Paul Hornung passed. Brings back so many memories. That sweep of Lombardi top of mind again. It is possible to get attached to other teams, I must admit.  Of course, for me, when I see gold and green, my heart starts beating like a big bass drum. Red and white Badgers and blue and gold Marquette – same thing! Ah, how my memory like my boot heels be wandering… I took my father to a pro game once. It was 1973, or 1974 at Schaeffer Stadium where the Patriots played the Packers. We were Packers fans, but polite (this is before “Steal the Election” and all that – some respect in the other guys haus). As the Packers staged a comeback it became clear that we were fairly much surrounded by like-minded Packers fans – mild mannered Wisconsin “ex-patriots”. And we all had a grand old time talking about Lombardi days and Don Hutson Chevrolet. The only other Patriots game I went to was an exhibition game vs…..the Packers. With Greg Spring? Jeff? Somebody was visiting… In the 70s, with no TV, it...

Where Now Is https://t.co/OMAcMOfRQ1 The biggest treasure was the dream that the music contained - & to understand transmit it. To wrestle it down from the dream world into real world but still have it feel like a dream. [MTT on musical process that maps to other arts.] — Smiling Jack Vaughan (@SmilingVaughan) November 2, 2020

I recently wrote a blog entry on the Progressive Gauge site. That is where the work associated with my technical writing practice is located. This entry is a review and meditation on Jill Lepore's "If Then" which looks at the '60s research group known as Simulmatics. The intro follows along with a link to the story on Progressive Gauge. I'd hope to bring in a wider discussion that included things that touched me over time: the Army Math Research Center, Rand Corp ill-fated work in New York City government, and maybe even the Symphony Road Arson research done by David Scondras (who passed just last week, as I worked on this story). But had to keep it focused. - J.V. Advances in Artificial Intelligence have always been muted, moving forward in spasms. When these advances take the form of “AI,” they are cloaked in a mystic veil – that changes as they make it to production. When AI models actually work, they take on the form of castoffs. Once-new technologies like mac...

moon traveller herald: Move on Up a Little Higher : This is a failure. I think with blogs that wasn’t ever meant to be much of an issue..as a result, we have oceans of gunk in our information...

  MY DEAR PRESIDENT OBAMA EXPLAINS THE PATH FORWARD - LET'S MAKE THIS HAPPEN!!!! [CAR HORN HONKING] [LAUGHS] YOU HAVE... Posted by Jack Vaughan on  Saturday, October 24, 2020

  Trump has the world in his hands. The madman jumps and the populace has to pay notice. Last night the second and last debate. Me, screaming like a wife battering husband, and wishing him on his way to hell. How vile his smile when he lies all the while. He’s the Queens bar setter.Waiting for judgement day - Praying in America to toss out bullying baby and his shitful bath water. He tried a ploy – to pose a minor resemblance to a human being for 5 minutes. And America, astounded! He's "going to release his taxes." You dont have to study behavioral psychology to see how much he lights up when he digs into a big lie. Click on 'Composition' link below to hear my latest song! It's got a good beat and you can dance to it. Composition: Trump is no good - Jack Vaughan - [MP3]    Alt verses Trump has no respect for a Democrat like me Trump has no respect for a Democrat like me He tells the arena Im a joke He says that I'm out  to steal the vote Trump has no respe...