Arrrrrrgggg! Stop controlling us in the name of money! Friday, May 4 2007 

At the previously mentioned Stupid Evil Bastard blog, Les has posted a thread about a credit provider getting upset with him using their logo here. (If offended by use of bad language- mine- do not click.)

I got annoyed at this. OK he had used their trademark, but their legal department seems unable to tell the difference between trying to rip them off and a conjecture. Did they lose any money? No. Were they ever likely to lose any money because of it? No. Is it linking their name with a major online phenomenon, this ENHANCING their appearance in the online community? Why yes it is. Does this make the companys legal department look like (to use one of Les’ favourite phrases) “a putz”? You decide!

Les of course took down the image (though the fact that it remains slightly altered on other sites is noted by him). No matter if the case against him was 100% wrong, no matter that no judge would have found in the companys favour- things we will never know for certain- they are a multinational who can use lots of money in legal proceedings until he gives in.

Well done that company. You have made yourself look like bullies, while losing lots of free advertising.

The Chaos Engine Friday, May 4 2007 

A short story written a few years ago.  Please feel free to comment at the end.  It is of course Copyright Ian Hopping.  The footnote that appears half way through   may turn out to be in an odd place because it is a MS Word document, cut and pasted into the comment box.

Update – Now also PDF

 The Chaos Engine

The Chaos Engine

 Copyright Ian Hopping  

In an infinite universe, anything that is possible, no matter how infinitesimally small must happen sooner or later.(Somewhere, in the gap between time and space, where ‘truth’ and ‘reality’ do not quite join neatly, there is a ‘Click’.) Logic dictates that this is true.(Again – Click! Dice, perhaps, played on a cosmic scale.)And as time is also infinite, somewhere in the infinite past, it has already happened. (And again- Click. Or perhaps bones, falling on the floor of infinity.)


Occasionally, some theoretical physicist will claim the universe is finite. Ask them what’s on the outside then, and they will explain about curved space. This is Ph.D. speak for ‘That’s the bit that worries us too’.

(Yet again there is a Click, like St Peter locking up for the day, and wondering whether he can get away with some creative rounding on his flexi time.)

And the impossible is, by definition, impossible.


Of course, another definition of impossible is that no one has yet worked out the chance of the event happening.

Click, Click…Either that or no one has come across a number big enough to set the chance against.

Click, click, click, click  click  click click click click click click click click click click click click click.