Sunday, April 07, 2013


The Extent to which it is Possible to Tell Death to Fuck Off

Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
   So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
   So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Noisy Channel Coding Theorem (Don Johnson’s version of Claude Shannon’s Theorem)

Let E denote the efficiency of an error-correcting code: the ratio of the number of data bits
to the total number of bits used to represent them. If the efficiency is less than the capacity of the digital channel, an error-correcting code exists that has the property that as the length of the code increases, the probability of an error occurring in the decoded block approaches zero.
for Val