In Space No-One Can Hear You Scream
“Decolonizing” the search for extra-terrestrial intelligence (SETI) could boost its chances of success, says science historian Rebecca Charbonneau.
From Scientific American, obviously.
You see,
Increasingly, SETI scientists are grappling with the disquieting notion that, much like their intellectual forebears, their search may somehow be undermined by biases they only dimly perceive—biases that could, for instance, be related to the misunderstanding and mistreatment of Indigenous peoples and other marginalised groups…
But of course. Some editorial trajectories are, I guess, inevitable. As one might imagine, the author of the article, Camilo Garzón, is keen to signal his own modish sensitivities, and so the interview with Ms Charbonneau begins as it means to go on:
“Decolonisation” seems to be a problematic term,
This prompts much rhetorical nodding, along with the news that space exploration is “a stand-in for encounters with Indigenous peoples.” Sadly, before this claim can be explored or tested in any way, we shift sideways in search of a point. Says Ms Charbonneau:
Space exploration is also an extension of our imperial and colonial histories. We know that space infrastructure, including SETI infrastructure, exists in remote locations, with places that often have colonial histories or vulnerable populations, particularly Indigenous peoples.
Yes, telescopes tend to be built in locations optimal for the purposes of astronomy, which are often remote, away from city lights and electronic interference. Apparently, this too is problematic.
SETI in particular carries a lot of intellectual, colonial baggage as well, especially in its use of abstract concepts like “civilisation” and “intelligence,”
Inevitably, these things – “concepts like ‘civilisation’ and ‘intelligence’” – are also deemed frown-inducing, and causes of “real, physical harm,” unlike their opposites, presumably. Though I’m not sure they’re entirely abstract. I mean, without the realities to which they refer, one tends not to arrive at things like telescopes, maps of the early universe, or probes on other planets. And one might, for instance, contrast the insights of aboriginal astronomy, a wildly inflated term, with those of – dare I say it – more civilised cultures at the same points in history.
Despite the list of problematic things and much furrowing of brows, it remains unclear what the “decolonisation” of SETI, and of astronomy in general, might realistically entail. “Listening to marginalised and historically excluded perspectives” is mentioned as imperative, though the specific benefits of doing so, and any consequent enhancements of twenty-first century science, are left mysterious and intriguing. Whether those “Indigenous peoples and other marginalised groups” – these keepers of hidden knowledge beyond the ken of white devils – might have “biases” of their own, or any shortcomings at all, is not explored.
After some pre-emptive disapproval of the “colonial” violation of hypothetical microbes, whose autonomy and wellbeing would apparently be desecrated by human curiosity, we’re told that “making SETI more diverse” – i.e., giving influence and authority, and a salary, to people with no relevant skills – is a matter of great importance. “There’s really no downside,” says Ms Charbonneau. The upside, however – i.e., the premise of the whole 2,300-word article – is, to say the least, a tad vague. Apparently, hiring Iroquois or Pawnee people, or Australian Aboriginals, or whoever is deemed sufficiently brown and therefore magical, would result in “the expansion of our pool of what civilisations might look like.” “It just makes sense,” says she.
Readers unschooled in intersectional woo may be puzzled as to why those chosen as suitably indigenous and put-upon would have much to add to the doing of modern astronomy and space exploration. A pivotal role in any success seems unlikely. Readers may also wonder why those who can construct orbital telescopes and land robots on distant planets should defer in matters of science to those who can’t. And in terms of any discovery of beings elsewhere, I suspect that a century or so of science fiction would be a more expansive resource for anticipating how things might turn out and what not to do. Scenarios of that kind are, after all, a staple of the genre.
We are, however, told that we must begin “prioritising the sovereignty of Indigenous cultures and respecting their wishes regarding settled scientific infrastructure.” Which I assume means dismantling the aforementioned telescopes and moving them to less problematic locations, where they will be less effective. Thereby advancing our knowledge in leaps and bounds.
And this is a theme throughout. We get the usual, wearying references to “racism, genocide and imperialism,” albeit with little obvious relevance, and lots of tutting about notions of civilisation and intelligence – the latter deployed in scare quotes and denounced as “dangerous.” Likewise, we’re told, emphatically, that “including Indigenous voices is so critical,” but the supposedly enormous practical advantages for space exploration – those boosted chances of success – remain shrouded in mystery. “It’s… important to think very critically,” says our fretful academic, while offering a near-total lack of substance, just endless rhetorical faffing.
Indeed, what might be gained, scientifically or otherwise, from a deference to Ms Charbonneau’s rather narrow and monomaniacal worldview is hard to fathom. Beyond, that is, a salary for Ms Charbonneau and those similarly determined to find things problematic.
I eagerly look forward to “Falafel avec Grape Jelly a la PST…”
Sounds like something Ricewind would eat.
Neither go on pizza…
Since I am not subject to Italian pizza law and the power-mad control freaks who wrote it, I am happy to recognize and enjoy all sorts of variations on the original Italian recipes.
I am happy to recognize and enjoy all sorts of variations on the original Italian recipes.
Sure put Heinz ketchup on lo mein and call it German/Chinese Fusion spaghetti.
Me, I don’t want to anger the ghost of Frank’s Italian Mom by having any truck with ersatz, new age, fusion, or other crap that that veers from The One True Recipes. She damn near killed us just for going in her kitchen while she was cooking lest we inadvertently corrupt or adulterate anything, what she can do From The Beyond is too terrible to comprehend.
Sure put Heinz ketchup on lo mein and call it German/Chinese Fusion spaghetti.
That reminds me of the old Spanish wish, “may no new thing arise”, which if fulfilled would make the world a much poorer place.
Hier stehe ich, ich kann nicht anders.
That reminds me of the old Spanish wish, “may no new thing arise”, which if fulfilled would make the world a much poorer place.
OTOH;
Canada’s prime minister, Justin Trudeau, who expressed support for it
So? Fidel Castro liked lobster dinners.
I see what you did there.
Now that’s odd, because I checked and the HTML was right.
Wait, it’s Muldoon what up-buggered things.
I’m amazed that a simple dinner suggestion can launch such an avalanche of words
A credit note will do for the de-up-buggering
[ Wipes film of grease from sign. ]

[ Taps it. ]
Eppur si muove
Heh. I first encountered pineapple on pizza back in the early 90’s in Tokyo. I presumed it was a Japanese thing . A number of my coworkers from Cincinnati (yeah, I know) were a bit enthusiastic about it. I tried it, thought it was interesting and ok but not the sort of thing to waste one’s pizza calories on. Years later at a team lunch one of my coworkers, an exceptionally enthusiastic ex-Soviet military officer (though specifically a computer programmer with a skydiving fetish), insisted we order lobster pizza. To my surprise it was excellent. Though they used recognizable chunks of lobster unlike other places where I tried it later.
one of my coworkers…insisted we order lobster pizza. To my surprise it was excellent.
I once knew a couple whose favorite pizza was crabmeat: tomato sauce, mozzarella, and shredded crabmeat. I never tried it (the idea of seafood combined with cheese and tomato sauce sounded unappealingly strange) but the unconventional California Pizza Kitchen offerings led me to realize that seafood could work well, in the absence of cheese and tomato sauce and the presence of the right herbs.
But if someone in England starts selling a baked beans pizza, I will be forced to unleash the Spanish Inquisition.
In many things beyond cuisine I have had that moment where I thought, “no, that will never work” only to be surprised, and sometimes no even pleasantly, that it does work. Similar to the saying, “the fight is not always to the strong, nor the race to the swift, but that’s the way to bet”
But if someone in England starts selling a baked beans pizza,
They’re quite exclusive, apparently.
I will be forced to unleash the Spanish Inquisition
I didn’t expect the Spanish Inquisition.
I didn’t expect the Spanish Inquisition.
I shall instruct Cardinal Fang to poke them with soft croissants.
But if someone in England starts selling a baked beans pizza, I will be forced to unleash the Spanish Inquisition.
James May goes full abomination.
James May goes full abomination.
Harkening back to the Top Gear episode in which they drove through Alabama with such provocative slogans on their cars as “NASCAR sucks” and “Country and Western is rubbish”.
In other beans-related news.
In other beans-related news.
That actually might be good.
However, in other bean related news, see if this doesn’t make your bosom swell with pride and make you want to run up the Union Jack and play “Rule Britannia”, another British invasion down here in Dixie.
in other bean related news
Heinz has been the dominant baked bean brand here in the Great White North since the Libby’s brand (Nestle) was purchased by Heinz in 1996 and there are at least 8 varieties regularly on the shelves. Bush’s started making an appearance recently, but doesn’t have near the marketshare of Heinz.
We like our beans, but we still don’t eat them for breakfast.
They’re quite exclusive, apparently.
James May goes full abomination.
In other beans-related news…
Am tempted to rewrite Kipling’s “White Man’s Burden” as a call for all Nations of Good Cuisine to invade England and educate its degraded aborigines to eat better food.
They’re quite exclusive, apparently.
As long as they are Heinz Baked Beans and a cut goes back to the ‘Burgh, no objections here. ‘Nostalgic’ they say? Hmmm….
another British invasion down here in Dixie.
As I was strolling ’round the square in Marietta, GA, back when it was a stroll and not so much of a game of traffic dodge, I discovered a small store there dedicated to all foods British. Which of course included Heinz light-blue label baked beans in addition to the better quality chocolate that I brought home to the in-laws. I know they used to have those beans in our local Publix as well. Need to do a comparison taste test sometime.
I know they used to have those beans in our local Publix as well.
Ours, for our frostback friends, also has Tim Horton’s coffee, so we got that going for us, which is nice.
Ours, for our frostback friends, also has Tim Horton’s coffee, so we got that going for us, which is nice.
Here’s way more than you’ve ever wanted to know about Tim Horton’s coffee.
I’m not a coffee drinker anymore (20 years sober) but I drank enough prior to that to be able to relate. Tim’s used to have their coffee roasted and blended by a company called Mother Parker’s. Through all the years that people raved about the coffee, this relationship was in place. Tim’s decided to roast and blend their own coffee and severed the relationship with Mother Parker’s. Around this time, McDonalds contracted with Mother Parker’s to roast and blend their coffee. So, two things, one, people claim that McDonalds bought the old Tim’s recipe from Tim’s. Not true, they took over their former supply chain, which may have inadvertently ended up in the same thing. Two, Tim’s changed their coffee recipe. Not true, they took over the process themselves which may have resulted in the same thing. They have made some tweaks to the coffee along the way but the roasting/blending process is supposed to be almost the same. Still, people sort of turned off Tim’s when it was no longer Canadian controlled, which may explain why people complain about the coffee not being “as good”. The consensus seens to be that McDonalds coffee is consistently good and Tim’s is hit-and-miss.
h/t Daniel Ream
Now that I’ve put you to sleep. I’ll re-tell how my uncle was offered a very large franchise region with Tim Hortons when they had a dozen locations. (He knew Tim Horton personally through a boyhood relationship with Pat Quinn (former Leaf and respected NHL coach.) My uncle knew better and invested in a donut shop slash fried chicken franchise called The Millionaire. We all know how that ended. My uncle never became a millionaire.
In typical Canadian fashion–sorry
Tim’s, not Micky D’s, Not Starbucks, not anyone else, Tim’s.
Tim’s.
2007, back when Tim’s still refused to accept debit card payments. They only accepted cash, MasterCard or a Tim’s card loaded with cash. This was when even mom and pop Variety stores accepted debit. But seriously, 2007 may have been the height of the brand. Franchisees were hugely active in whatever community they served–from Kandahar to Dildo, the Hammer (Hamilton, home of the first Tim’s) to North Battleford (Alberta and Saskatchewan) to Coquitlam. They never turned down a sponsorship or community event. Then they went ultra-corporate and the corporation started squeezing the franchisees and the franchisees couldn’t afford to be as generous any more. They stopped scratch baking their donuts in the local stores, they brought coffee making in-house, etc etc
I see as many cars in the drive-through at FiveBucks (Starbucks) as I do at Tim’s on any given day. Ironically, the brand has probably never been bigger in the US, but Canadians don’t feel the same way about the company as they once did. Canadian bases have always been very popular among other country’s military. My brother worked at a Canex (our equivalent to PX) in Baden Soellingen (early 80s) and on any given weekend the majority of the customers were either American or French.
…on any given weekend the majority of the customers were either American or French.
For reasons that are not important in the Before Times I had the task of finding a some kids toys, not finding anything worth a damn at either a PX or BX a friend told me to hit CFB Lahr, it was a veritable wonderland, I left with enough stuff for nieces, nephews, and random kids for ages..
back when Tim’s still refused to accept debit card payments
FWIW, I work in the banking industry now and the reason was that the flat per-transaction fee for Interac at the time was so huge (compared to the percentage that credit cards charge) that it would have put every transaction in the red. The majority of their transactions were for sub-$5, coffee and a donut.
There are still some mom and pop food or convenience stores in Burlington that will tack on a $2 surcharge if you pay with Interac.
FWIW, I work in the banking industry now and the reason was that the flat per-transaction fee for Interac at the time was so huge (compared to the percentage that credit cards charge) that it would have put every transaction in the red.
I remember that at one time the percent-based transaction fee charged by credit card companies was so high that many small businesses either refused to accept credit cards, or accepted them only for large transactions.