September 24, 2026

"This month, 27 Fields medalists — winners of mathematics’ highest honor — have signed a joint declaration stating that solving famous open problems is not, in itself, the goal."

"Such problems are 'landmarks and lighthouses,' they write, whose deeper purpose is to guide mathematicians toward conceptual understanding and insight. Terence Tao, one of the signers... has described what’s happening as 'strip-mining' mathematics. Good problems, he argues, are like nonrenewable resources. Some of them — the smaller, easier ones — can help train the next generation of mathematicians. Young researchers try their hand on them, learning what they will need to push the field forward. If A.I. strips away the big problems and their satellites, it could destroy the entire mathematical ecosystem. Tao has suggested that some questions may even need to be fenced off from automated solvers, as if they were national parks for math problems.... From the outside, mathematicians’ insistence on human understanding looked like guild protection — an attempt to save something for themselves now that machines are starting to beat them at their own game...."

From "Mathematics Isn’t Just a Game to Let A.I. Solve. History Shows Why. In our field of applied mathematics, the long, human process of trial and error — not just the solutions themselves — is often what has led to progress" (NYT).

Here's the joint declaration: "A Severe Misalignment of AI in Mathematics."

Let the children come to Mamdani.

This gets my old tag, "using children in politics."

"I still have this weird feeling that there's some things that I'm not seeing."

A Texas conversation.

Paxton:

A response from the Texas drag queen Tarico named as his favorite:

"Joey’s family’s business is an undistinguished upstate New York watering hole.... It does hold one mystery for him, though."

"What, precisely, goes on in its back room?... Whatever nigh on miraculous peace that men are finding in there — one at a time, very hush-hush — Joey does not know the feeling. The blissful intensity of that sensation is the gospel news that gains acolytes in Max Wolf Friedlich’s gleefully weird comedy 'The Holes,' a tall tale of a play about, pardon the bluntness, manual stimulation as religious experience.... The play’s premise makes ample room for contemplation and satirization: of misogyny; economic exploitation; homophobic self-loathing; the barely-to-not-at-all veiled homoeroticism of all-male spaces; and the deliberate, cultish opacity of the men’s wellness niche. Also a target: the kind of counterfeit authenticity that Wesley envisions in his remade version of the bar. 'Honestly maybe we funk it up a bit,' he says, after Joey has done some sprucing. 'Spill some cans on the floor? I’m missing that old beer seeped into wood smell.'"

From the NYT review of the play "The Holes": "Benediction in the Back Room/The men’s wellness niche, and men-only spaces, come in for a skewering in Max Wolf Friedlich’s gleefully weird follow-up to 'Job.'"

"It's an example of someone who isn't governed by tidying up."

The full version:

"The ruling from Judge Kelly, a Trump appointee, is a temporary reprieve..."

"It pauses a chaotic series of events that began last Friday, when Mr. Trump declared in a Truth Social post that the outlets were banned from the White House because of their reporting.... Judge Kelly’s rationale for ruling against the White House echoed his own reasoning in a similar case from November 2018, when Mr. Trump, in his first term, revoked the White House press credentials of the CNN journalist Jim Acosta. Mr. Acosta had not been given an opportunity to contest the decision, Judge Kelly said at the time. Fights over journalistic access have become a staple of Mr. Trump’s presidency...."


Trump is better off this way.

He's had his say against the press, but the press won — at least for now — and the fighting quiets down. The criticism of him is muffled. The leverage is gone. Trump can move on to things like this:


ADDED: I love how Trump reacts like a human being — man, that's noisy! — and Xi holds his pose like a machine. That bland smile! Trump looks over at him as if the 2 of them could agree that the planes are indeed noisy, but Xi gave him nothing. They could have laughed together, Trump may have thought. But, no, Xi has one smile, for noise and for silence. Nothing is revealed.

September 23, 2026

Sunrise.

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Statues of Chicago.

Photographed by my son Chris:

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Those are "Bibi on the Ball" and "Brooke with Beach Ball" by Carole Feuerman. I like these a lot! A closer view: here

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That's "Reclining Liberty" by Zaq Landsberg. Seems to allude to a reclining Buddha

Bonus: a view of Chicago, with the President's imprint.

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When Sunny Hostin was the holdout juror: A lesson in insanity.

Here's the NYT article from 1991, "Man Acquitted of Killing and Boiling Roommate."
Several jurors questioned afterward said one holdout juror was principally responsible for preventing them from returning a guilty verdict. "We don't think he intended to kill her," said a juror, Asuncion Cummings. "But once he did, he dismembered her body in an effort to commit the perfect crime."
Asuncion Cummings is the first name and maiden name of Sunny Hostin.

The racial inequity of beer gardens.


I asked Grok to fact check:

"'I am the code,' Trump said."

I'm reading "'I am the code': Trump clashed with ballroom architect over safety issues/James McCrery II resigned in October after warning that the president was insisting on designs that violated fire and safety codes" (WaPo)(gift link).
White House renovations and construction are typically handled by federal agencies required by law to comply with nationally recognized building safety standards to the “maximum extent feasible,” unless doing so would present a national security risk. But Trump’s White House construction projects are being routed through the Executive Residence, a tiny office that is not a federal agency and is therefore exempt from rules governing agencies.

"[T]he area around Mont Blanc in the Alps is tainted by 'toilet paper under every stone' and SUVs transporting luggage from one stop to another, according to officials."

"This week, new rules were announced designed to limit the number of people walking around western Europe’s highest mountain. Officials also want to ensure that those who do come are genuine backpackers rather than tourists sending 'pink wheelie suitcases and make up-bags' on ahead of them in vehicles, according to Jean-Marc Peillex, chairman of the Federation of Districts of Mont Blanc Country.... 'The word Mont Blanc makes people’s eyes sparkle all over the world,' he said. 'If you sold air from Mont Blanc, you’d make a fortune. I think you could even sell dog poop from Mont Blanc and people would buy it.'... Peillex said hikers were being forced to walk less than a metre apart on some days. 'All they see is the bottom of the person in front of them,' he told Swiss television...."

From "France declares ‘serious hikers only’ on Mont Blanc trail/Walkers must book accommodation in advance and carry their own backpacks under new rules designed to protect the increasingly crowded Alpine circuit" (London Times).

"Overtly doctored imagery... is thought to be only a sporadic occurrence in higher education marketing materials."

"More commonly, universities select or stage photos that suggest that their campuses are more diverse than they actually are."

From "Stanford Used A.I. to Swap Black Student for Hispanic Student in a Photo/Universities have been accused of doctoring photos to showcase diversity in the past. In this case, a Black woman replaced a Hispanic young man, who said it was upsetting to be 'erased'" (NYT gift link).

Who cares if the fake impression is created by A.I. as opposed to moving real people into positions they didn't get into on their own? What's the difference? It's fake, it's deceptive, it's shallow, it's pathetic. Either way.

"Lounging idly in the deserted little waiting-room was the usual shabby, bored, lonely ticket-seller, prodigiously indifferent to the grave beauty of the scene before him and to the throng of ancient memories jostling him where he stood."

Having recently suffered a bout of isolated transient alexia, I worry about a relapse when I encounter a sentence like that. It makes me wonder: Do I still have the ability to read?

That's the first sentence of a novel — writers put a lot of effort into crafting sentence #1, you know! — and that one is calling out to readers who are not me. Somehow every noun needs at least one adjective — or 3 or 6.

The book is "The Brimming Cup" by Dorothy Canfield Fisher. It was the #2 bestseller of 1921. (#1 was "Main Street" by Sinclair Lewis.) Here's a great picture of Canfield Fisher:


"Two days after Rihanna disappeared, Ms. Kemper drove to the Brooklyn address attached to the penis, entered the building by buzzing random apartments..."

"... and followed the geolocation arrow on her phone down a series of hallways to a door. When she activated the AirTag, she heard Rihanna chirping on the other side. The woman who answered didn’t match anyone in the security footage. She had found Rihanna on the hood of a car in Chinatown, she said, and gladly returned it...."

From "The Case of the Stolen Phallus, and Other Tales of Restaurant Theft/Proprietors know you want to steal from them. As diners get bolder, owners have plans to deter you — or catch you" (NYT gift link).

"Rihanna" = "a foot-long mirrored mosaic statue of a penis that Whiskey Tavern... uses to celebrate guests’ birthdays, breakups and other milestones."

Well, of course if you have tchotchkes lying about in your bar, people will steal them. I can't imagine tracking the thieves down with AirTags. Either plan to lose them and accept your fate or don't put things like that out to tempt people, not if you are expecting humans among your clientele. I really wish people were honest. Maybe the robots will be honest. Maybe we will miss theft when it is gone.