Posts tagged Transparency
As a Ger-man Gentile: I’m Handing You the Knife to Cut “my Baby”
- 08 June 2026
Eight days ago, on June 1, I finished publishing something that took years to be born: drafts for a formal, checkable mathematical theology — claims about God and the world stated precisely enough that mathematicians can find the bugs. In one old tradition, on the eighth day you bring the newborn to be circumcised: you cut away what shouldn’t be there. I am a Gentile with no claim on that ritual — and yet the image is the truest thing I can say about what I am doing today. Let me explain it carefully, because it would be easy to get wrong.
Burning Libraries in the 21st Century
- 04 June 2026
We remember the Library of Alexandria as one tragic fire. The truth is slower and sadder: most libraries die not in a blaze but by a thousand small defundings — and in the 21st century we are too sophisticated for torches, so we let the spreadsheet do the burning. I write this watching my own life’s research go the same way, and using it to ask a question the size of a civilization: when knowledge does not pay this quarter, and keeping it is no one’s job — where shall all the institutional knowledge go?
Doctor, Save Yourself
- 03 June 2026
On 10 December 2024 I stood at the auction of my own American dream home, in a suit, holding a book about how accidental nuclear winter threatens everyone. I was trying to help the world avoid its eviction from Earth while I was being evicted from my house. The mockery writes itself: Doctor, save yourself. This is the story of that day — and why I have come to think the irony is not an accident but a teaching, about the Jubilee System, about eviction, about compound interest as a slow-motion explosion, and about the oldest mistake of all. You judge.
A Coin in a FiSh’s Mouth: Who Pays My Temple Tax?
- 28 May 2026
Banks cannot clear transfers fast enough, and GoFundMe payouts are slower still, so neither can stop the June-1 auction of the first units of my life’s research. So here is a direct, public ask. In the Gospel story, the coin in a fish’s mouth paid the temple tax for two — and my “temple tax” is a storage debt somewhat below $10,000. Who will be the FiShFus: the dozen-or-so who step in now as All-Stadia Backers, each giving about $1,600, within a hard cap (~$716,800 ceiling) that makes buying influence impossible — with half of everything given back out to others in urgent need? Held with open hands, not as a demand.
When the Dung Ball Goes to the Auctioneer
- 26 May 2026
Why I am publishing — rather than hiding — the live auction of my life’s research materials, and what a dung beetle, a canary in a coal mine, and the famous scientist James F. Crow have to do with averting accidental nuclear winter. If you want to watch a modern “book burning”, here is your chance. Gone are the spectacles of the past. Modern book burnings are clean, efficient, unceremonious, and everyone believes they are doing the right thing because nobody can envision an alternative. This is part of my application to become nobody in order to envision a ResearchCity, where valuable research materials like these will no longer be blindly burned for “lack of funds” to keep them. When a researcher dies a library burns. More often it happens before they die.