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The astonishing kluge shown at
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XZNvhy73S9g&feature=related
rolls along a railroad track from which the ties have been removed and shoves new ties under the rails.  It brought forth a depressing memory:  Around 1952, a Russian told me that during W.W. II the Germans rolled eastward on machines that tore up the track behind them.  A few years later, I read that the Israelis, invading the Sinai Peninsula, used a similar machine.  Perhaps they got it from Germany %^(.
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From The Space Merchants by Frederik Pohl & C. M. Kornbluth (1952):

A team of designers went to work on an automatic [spacecraft] pilot.  When it was done it worked pretty well.  And weighed four and one half tons in spite of printed circuits and relays constructed under a microscope.

However, that book does contain, somewhere, the following timeless characterization:


The government --- odd how we talk about that clearinghouse for pressure groups as if it had a will of its own ---...

Speaking of government, it is a pleasure to observe that (as I expected) an attempt to base a majority coalition on desperate meanness has failed.

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Nov. 3rd, 2012 10:49 am
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In 1947, in his column of that name, George Orwell wrote:

The other week,..., Mr Harold Nicolson was consoling himself as best he could for having reached the age of sixty.  As he perceived, the only positive satisfaction in growing older is that after a certain point you can begin boasting of having seen things that no one will ever have the chance to see again.  It set me wondering what boasts I could make myself, at forty-four, or nearly.  Mr Nicolson had seen the Czar, surrounded by his bodyguard of enormous Cossacks, blessing the Neva.  I never saw that, but I did see Marie Lloyd,....

He also mentions Little Tich, Edward VII, Pétain, and Queen Mary.  I wondered what I might say in the same spirit to celebrate my recent semisesquicentennial.

Mostly, I think of important pieces of engineering that have become obsolete --- some of them with astonishing rapidity --- in my lifetime:  Steam locomotives.  Radios with tubes that had to warm up.  Wind-up phonographs, watches, and clocks.  Slide rules.  Milk delivered in bottles.  Long-distance telephone operators (you dialed a special number and ordered up your call; you got a return call when the connection was set up; everybody in the house was hushed).

As to personages, I was acquainted with Richard Feynman and Linus Pauling, I once shook hands with Clement Attlee, and I saw Flanders & Swann perform in London.  When I was little, Michael Blankfort and Leo Rosten were friends of the family.

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Reading:  Inventing for Fun and Profit, by Jacob Rabinow (San Francisco Press, 1990; OOP, of course).

Recommended by Dan the Red (http://come-to-think.livejournal.com/28784.html#comments; https://come-to-think.dreamwidth.org/28467.html#comments), it is indeed a lovely book, and joins on well to The Design of Design.  The author, who accumulated 230 US patents on an astonishing variety of mechanical, electrical, and electronic inventions, confesses that inventing, for him, is part religion & part addiction.  As such, it was far more benign than most religions or addictions.  It gave him orders of magnitude more fun than falls to most humans, it made him a nice living, and it did not deflect him from other pursuits, such as propagating the species.  One of his daughters, we learn, has at least one patent.

Once again, I have trouble following the descriptions, and that may not be all my fault.  In Chapter 5, e.g., he describes an electrostatic clutch in which two polished plates, one of metal and one of metal-backed graphite, were in contact.  He says


When voltage was applied to [i.e., between?] these two surfaces, a very appreciable torque resulted [i.e., was enabled --- he does not mean that the voltage caused a torque, but that it allowed a torque to be exerted by one plate on the other].  At molecular dimensions, even highly polished surfaces exhibit some roughness, so that the voltage gradient...can actually drop to zero between protrusions if there is direct contact; but elsewhere a high gradient is maintained....

It seems to me that if there are direct contacts, they short out the insulating regions, so that the voltage between the plates must be zero everywhere.

There is quite a bit about the wonderful world of Business, which Rabinow saw close up from all angles: as a government employee (Bureau of Standards) serving industry, as an engineer and an executive in private companies, as the founder of a couple of such companies, and as an independent inventor.  Once again, a great deal of foolishness is recorded (some of it the author's), and also some structural defects of the market system that prevent sensible solutions to real problems from being recognized & implemented.  As an ignoramus I appreciate Rabinow's describing The Way Things Actually Work, which may not be as foolish as it seems.  I was particularly chastened by his remarks on the problem of overruns in the cost & completion time of projects, which vexed me when I was a commune member in the '70s and about which I formulated a sour Darwinian theory.  In 1990, in a review of Great Planning Disasters by Peter Hall (1982), I complained,

...there is almost nothing about the question that was most on my mind: how, in deciding among competing proposals for the use of its resources, can an organization, even with clear priorities & the best will in the world, avoid setting up a contest in dishonesty & stupidity?  The people who make the decisions are almost never competent to assess the costs or the benefits; that is the province of experts, who of course have enthusiasms according to their specialties and their careers. Spectacular rewards (sometimes followed by muted & long-delayed humiliations) await those who will lie to the managers or, if that is distasteful, fool themselves first.  I can find only one sentence in the book about this problem, to the effect that one can look at the track record of persons & organizations that are asked for estimates. There is no discussion of the difficulties of doing so.  Even supposing that such information is available..., it must always be hard to take account of it without offending important people inside & outside one's organization....

Rabinow is more genial.  While working at Sprague Electric (whose ubiquitous capacitors --- then called condensers --- those of a certain age will remember), he asked his boss why he never complained about Rabinow's own habitual overruns.  He paraphrases the reply as follows:

When you give me an estimate I know you are optimistic.  If you weren't, you wouldn't be in the business you're in.  I know that it will cost more and take longer to build than you estimate because you estimate that things will work the way you expect [by definition! %^)].  That never happens....  I therefore put in a fudge factor of my own....  If you estimated higher and I allowed it, you would change the scheduling of your project; you would do a bigger thing, whatever it was you were doing.  And it would still run over.  This way you try to keep it low; it comes in for more, but it's as good as can be....


He comments, "This was a brilliant piece of administration.  Every good manager should copy."

One of Rabinow's principles caused me to raise my eyebrows.  He says, sensibly, that when designing a machine to handle objects, one should wherever possible & convenient redesign the objects to be handled by the machine.  However, he extends this principle, without evident caution, from objects to users.  We read:

Every six months the Census Bureau sends out cards to all U.S. wholesalers....  Most of the people who fill out these forms do so by typewriter.  But...they often use a pencil or pen.  To test how people would react to handprint constraints, I redesigned the census form.  We used two circle constraints with a box around them....  The instructions to the users were:  "If you do not type, please write like this," and the ten numerals were shown as examples.  There was no punishment and no rewards,....  Eighty percent of American wholesalers who filled out the form by hand did it correctly.

The employees of the Census Bureau have to fill out a daily worksheet....  I tested the seven-bar constraint on these employees....  Eighty percent of the Census employees did it correctly, again, with no punishment or reward.

We tried another constraint with a mail-order house in Germany....  And, again, 80%...did as requested.

As a result, I formulated another Rabinow law that states that 20% of the world are bastards.  I told this story to [a] Japanese Post Office visitor.  He looked at me very soberly and said:

"In Japan, Mr. Rabinow, if you do not write the zip code in the boxes that we provide, we will not deliver the mail.  There are no bastards in Japan."

As an American, I think that Mr Rabinow, as an American, should have used the word "ornery" instead of "bastards", and might well have judged that 20% is about the right proportion for the protection of our liberties.  It is true that, when a human interacts with a machine, the machine --- even in the computer age --- is bound to be less flexible in its behavior than the human, and so it is the human that will have to do most of the adapting: as Paul Goodman says, machines are canned rituals.  But it is also true that --- especially in the computer age --- it is worth some effort to accommodate the asperities of persons, even those we do not deal with in person.  This is an old issue, going back long before the Industrial Revolution, for it concerns the design & functioning of the oldest machines of all, the ones whose parts are human beings, the ones we call societies.

I also have a quarrel with Rabinow's determination of the resistance between the opposite corners of a cube made of 1-ohm resistors --- not with his answer, but with his argument.  However, since I don't know how to draw diagrams in this place, I will let that be.

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Reading: The Design of Design, by Gordon L. Glegg (Cambridge U.P., 1971)

A delightful little book by a British professor of engineering.  I bought & read it shortly after it came out, but it disappeared at Twin Oaks.  Recently I recalled a joke that reminded me of it, so I had Amazon scare it up (deaccessioned by Northern Michigan University Library, where, it appears, no-one had ever checked it out).

A compendium of sage advice for budding engineers ("Disciplined thinking focuses inspiration rather than blinkers it"), illustrated with lively accounts of blunders, many of them committed by the author.  He was a sportscar enthusiast, whose attempts to push the envelope could be hair-raising.

Foolishness, of course, extends beyond the engineering profession to its customers.  One must "beware the danger of assuming that what people need is necessarily what people want to buy".  He invented a cheap, simple device to solve the perennial problem of judging the mixture of water & cement.  But:


Hardly anyone wanted an instrument like that on a contractor's site.  The man on the mixer who had been controlling by sight and slump did not want to learn new tricks.  His supervisor did not want to introduce a means whereby his boss could make random checks on what was happening.  The efficient contractors had control and inspection systems already established.  Some did not want to know too much, others thought they knew it all.

I can't remember how much difficulty I had following his examples the first time around, but this time, perhaps owing to senility, I found it mostly impossible.  Here is the first mystification, concerned with the design of car chassis & suspensions.  He says that early designs, lasting into the 1930s, were imitated from carts, ignoring the fact that in cars, torques are much more important than they are in carts.  "The total length of the frame members in a typical chassis...came to between four and five times the length of the wheelbase."  There is no drawing, but I can imagine that.  A typical cart is rectangular and hangs out beyond the wheels at both ends, so the side members will each be longer than the wheelbase.  The cross members will be shorter, but probably long enough to make the total more than 4 times the wheelbase.  Glegg does not explain, however, why that particular ratio is useful as a figure of merit --- is that supposed to be obvious to an engineering freshman?  And on the next page is a drawing of an Austin 7 chassis frame, of which he says that "the total frame length was reduced from 4--5 to 1 2/3 the length of the wheelbase".  The drawing shows two converging longitudinal members extending from the rear axle to the front axle, so each must be slightly longer than the wheelbase, and the two must contribute >2 to the ratio, not to mention the contributions of three short transverse members.  One and two-thirds?  Baffling.

By now, it seems, even when I am not reading about human beings, I quickly arrive at a point where I become, as the saying goes, unclear on the concept.  About 20 years ago, a friend gave me the famous book on C by Kernighan & Ritchie.  I could understand it until it got to pointers.  I couldn't see the point of them.  Likewise, in an elementary book on Lisp, I bogged down at the first example of a double recursion.  I could follow the steps, but was blind to the idea.  Luckily, in the dialect of Lisp that I need for customizing my Emacs, there is no need for recursion, and in fact it is recommended against.

This is the joke:


All engineers should keep in mind the story of the small boy who went into a shop and asked for a package of detergent.  'What do you want it for?' asked the proprietor.  'To wash my budgerigar in', said the boy.  'That won't do it much good', replied the man.

Next day the boy came back.  'How is the budgerigar?' said the proprietor.  'Dead', said the boy.  'I warned you', said the man.  'It was not the detergent that did it', replied the boy, 'it was the wringer.'

Designers, too, often fail to recognize where the real danger may lie....
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The other day, at Harvard, as part of a celebration of MIT's somethingth birthday, a person who had been working in Africa gave a 5-min lecture entitled "How to Make a Million".  I was supposed to misunderstand that, but I failed the test, because at Caltech I had taken a short course in mechanical engineering in which some of the problems took the form of a drawing with the questions "How would you make one of these? A hundred? A million?".  That was the idea.  She had happened on the design of a hand-propelled ring that would swiftly strip the kernels off a corncob, and instead of setting up a factory to make a million of them, she undertook to enable a million people to make one each.  She gave some people the idea, and pretty soon they were building schools with thatched roofs to propagate it.  But not just the idea of the device -- the idea that people needed no permission to improve the device and the processes of making it, which they did pretty fast.

In doing that, however, she was planting the seeds of an alien culture, which was essentially North Atlantic and quintessentially American.  The idea that you were allowed to think you had a better way to do a traditional thing used to be called "Yankee ingenuity" & was commended to me under that name in my childhood.  It is in some ways contrary to human nature, and it took a long time to start, but once it started it was bound to spread.  In Yankeeland it still flourishes, most particularly in the free-software movement.

And, come to think, the corn they were processing was also an import due to American --- tho not Yankee --- ingenuity: a product of long-forgotten plant breeders who turned the wild teosinte into something you could get your teeth into, and in the process made it dependent on us for reproduction.

Of course, in the rich countries we all buy factory products, and are tempted to use them without modification, tho that requires some adjustment of ourselves.  But in that respect I am as ornery a Yankee as those newly corrupted Africans.  I just finished sewing some extra Velcro on a shell I had worn for many years, the behavior of whose hood had been annoying me.  A good many of the things around me I have spent more time modifying than I spent making the money to buy them.

To those who are good at such things, I commend a similar tinkering spirit in the redesign of social interactions.  B. F. Skinner was a poor philosopher of science, but in Walden Two & Cumulative Record he showed the right attitude.
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In the Washington Post Weekly I find two pieces of good news:  (1) The market value of CRT TV sets (even in good condition, up to date) has dropped to zero in the U.S.; (2) WalMart is installing LED lighting in its freezer display cases.

The world is full of devices that are scandalously ill adapted to what they do -- complicated ways of doing simple things, absurdly wasteful of energy, requiring agonies of engineering effort to make them barely tolerable.  Thermionic tubes we got rid of in my adolescence -- except for CRTs, but now they're going too.  Incandescent light bulbs were gotten rid of in sf long ago; now it is beginning to happen in reality.  Even fluorescent bulbs, it seems, are threatened.

One has to be patient.  Remember magnetic cores for computer memory?  In the '60s, every year, something was going to replace them -- but computers continued to be dependent on the nimble fingers of Japanese women.  At last, something really did replace them.

Now, maybe if I live long enough (God forbid), reciprocating engines for making wheels go around, and lead-acid batteries.

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