Saturday, July 24, 2010

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Two weights, two measures

What is the volume of the cup 20 cl measures in Quebec?

When our ancestors decided to become civilized, on banks of the Nile or the Euphrates, they have systems of measurement. Much later, thanks to a century of lights topped by a revolution not worry, the modern world has even given birth to a practical, simple and universal metric. Today, few human tribes have not adopted this system, even if some of them retain some vestiges of their former units. Thus, the Chinese still use li and jin, who are respectively 500 meters and 500 grams ... all round.

United States, industry has more or less adopted the metric system, while the people remained in the traditional system, inspired by Roman or Babylonian. On one side are those who think and produce, on the other those who play and eat. The growing aversion to the fractions, however, gave birth to decimal inches. We say, for example, only 2.3 inches + 1.2 inches = 3.5 inches, which is more convenient than adding 2 inches and 3 / 8 to 1 inch and 5 / 16.

Quebecers have not yet adopted the decimal inch of their big American brothers. But as they have also lost the use of operations on fractions, they solved the problem in a particular way, well suited to a separate company. When it comes to add up, they no longer work with thumbs whole or in case of emergency, with approximate fractions (one-quarter big a half-and-a-line ) . Anyway, this is a problem specialist, because for the average lengths are made to be say and not to be added ("I declare measure five-feet-eight-inch- and-half. ").

What is particularly Quebec, to the simultaneous use of two measurement systems completely independent. The weight of a human being is measured in pounds (and ounces for infants, although it is not necessary to know the number of ounces in a pound). For cons, the load of a lift is measured in kilograms. How many people can hold a particular lift, that's a question that will arise as insoluble. Only the physician, the great magician, knows the secret that connects the two systems. When you have weighed on its balance metric he will hasten to announce the result in pounds, thanks to a clever and mysterious operation called "mental math".

In Quebec, the short lengths can be counted readily in feet and inches. How many feet are five-feet-eight-inch-and-half announced by the doctor? We do not know because it does not show the slightest interest. How many people measuring five-feet-eight-inch half-and-take, in single file, in a pool of 25 meters? To find out, just to collect a sufficient number of people measuring this size - and knowing how to swim - and place them end to end in the pool.

In Quebec, the long lengths are measured in kilometers. This time, the metric system is king. Besides, nobody knows how many feet are contained in a kilometer, or even a thousand. Police radars are calibrated in kilometers per hour, and everyone found there: when the speed limit is 100 km / h in an area frequented by police, all endowed with reason motorist knows that he must not exceed 109 km / h. It can not be simpler. However, many motorists still measure fuel consumption in miles per gallon rather than liters per 100 km. It looks more Quebecois, more professional, more American and less pedantic. It is of course a measure ordinal and not cardinal , since no one knows if gallons of 3.79 liters (the American) or gallons of 4.55 liters (at Canadian ). We do not care what it means imperially concrete expression 25 miles per gallon , but we know that it is preferable to 20 or 22.

The volume of liquor bottles is measured in ounces, the bottles of wine in milliliters. Whether twenty-six ounces gin held in a one liter bottle, just bring a funnel and engage in scientific experiment: if the receptacle overflows when transferring is that twenty-six ounces are more a liter. About volume, some of our citizens are far from suspecting that doubling the edge of a cube, its volume is multiplied by eight. It is a well kept secret and reserved for insiders.

The air temperature is measured in degrees centigrade, there is no doubt about it. The Quebecers would be bothered to choose his coat if he were told he does, outside, 15 degrees Fahrenheit (a word whose exact spelling is known only a few specialists). It is quite another for the temperature of the water, be it pool or aquarium, the native of Quebec measured in degrees Fahrenheit, for reasons as yet unexplained by anthropologists. Why

schizophrenia in the system of weights and measures used in Quebec, thirty-five years after the official adoption of the metric system? Several hypotheses can

be advanced. We can first consider that the traditional measurement units closest to the human experience have resisted the reform? This preserves the use of feet and inches for sewing and crafts, while in the two extremes, we're talking about millimeters and kilometers. People are weighed in pounds and tomatoes, while the weight of a container is measured in tons and the dose of antibiotic in milligrams. Any liquid that can be swallowed by a human throat is measured in ounces, the rest will be counted in milliliters or cubic meters.

The second hypothesis refers to the size measurements. What fits in a narrow range, as the temperature of the pool or that the patient suffers less than the complexity of the traditional system, which allows it to continue.

There is a third hypothesis, that the failure of the education system. While it allows all toddlers enrolled in the world to master the system of measurements and the basics of arithmetic, this knowledge, considered paternalistic, is now virtually eliminated from primary education in Quebec. "Students no longer need to learn, it has to look within himself to know that everything has to be at birth. Teachers no longer teach, it must accompany the student in this discovery. Knowledge is more the result of learning and effort, it is a fundamental right. Teach children things they do not know is also a threat to self-esteem and thus knowledge! Apart from sports and money, nothing should be measured clearly, and especially not school performance. Fortunately, there are few private schools, some teachers rebel, and some parents educated who remain impervious to this fraudulent ideology. The Quebec education system, in its relentless quest to race to the bottom, has never been so elitist.

Postscript: The problem of Peppone

Before being elected, Peppone, the great opponent of Don Camillo, must spend his primary certificate. "A semi-spherical basin has a diameter of 2.6 meters. The valve that feeds debit 6.27 liters per minute. How long will it take to complete? " Obviously, Peppone, intimidated by the prospects of his future greatness, dry miserably. Fortunately, Don Camillo comes to the rescue by a corrupt but pious. "It was simply" admits Peppone surreptitiously reading the answer. And it is. By dividing the volume of the basin by the faucet gives the number of minutes. For this, it suffices to know the volume formula of the sphere, the school draws from a half-dozen formulas learned during his six years of study, and to convert cubic meters into liters, which is far from require the assistance of a calculator.

But beware there remains a small hurdle to overcome. Stunned by his scientific calculations and by his too great confidence in him, the student might overlook a crucial detail. But Don Camillo, wise man and full of life experience, gives a final word of advice to Peppone, before returning to his presbytery, "Remember to divide by two ... For half-sphere. Even without diplomas, Don Camillo is well worth a Faculty of Education on its own.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

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¡Voy Cochabamba, Potosí voy!

Retrospective: 21/06/10 - 28/06/10


Journey: Uyuni - Potosí





After 200 km of pure happiness on the paths and roads Andean we just happen to Potosí, a city famous for three reasons.

First, it is the former flagship of mining the vast English empire in the days when giant dominated the world and South America among others, when dixit Arthuro Perez







"when the sun was setting in one of its borders, he rose to another ...".
is transited through this town that shipments of money that lie behind the huge mountains (especially the Cerro Rico) of the region before reaching the coast, to be loaded in the galleons that were the dream of pirates and privateers other to finally go to enrich the already rich bankers and Don the court of Charles Quint.

It says here that with all the money that was extracted Mont Rico (20 000 tons anyway), it could be a gigantic bridge between Potosi and Madrid. To extract money from the mountain, the English used the local workforce, namely the Indian communities of the Altiplano exclavage reduced. An estimated 8 million lives have been destroyed in three centuries of exploitation. The miners were working in conditions imaginable, and died in the "mouth of hell." The mercury used to extract money, poisoned much as poison gas.
Today, it operates more as a Potosi tin that has been snubbed by the English at the time. There is no more an ounce of silver in the belly of Cerro Rico.
Thus, Europe's wealth has come at the expense of the South American population. (E. Galeano, "The Open Veins of Latin America", 1970, excellent book on ancient and contemporary history of South America).

In addition to the money that was found abundantly in the basement Potosino , it is noted that the city (more than 5000 inhabitants) is the world's highest: 4000 m above sea level. And it allows me to hang on my third reason which is famous in the city. Go

Potosí bike is like the big dipper to the force of arms but with the legs. Cons in part, the landscape changes each time we move into the next valley (after an inevitable ascent), the descents of several kilometers are



"thoroughly knobs", bivouacs are always memorable, the condors soar over our heads, Bolivia are always so hospitable like Don Eliseo who opened the doors of his house in the village of Ticatica .

That night was the San Juan (Saint John, June 23), and like everywhere I feel, for St. John we made a fire. Custom dictates that we Bolivia does not fire but fire. And not only on the village square and in front of each home but also in the mountains! We started the climb cerro (mountain) in the night, the moon taking care of us light the path.

After a while we sat in the semi-dark oblique and all around us in the surrounding mountains, myriads of torches lit up briefly the slopes, s' off before others do light a short distance. Small bright spots
mingled with the stars of the sky, forming constellations innovative and ephemeral.
Some fires were transformed into real fires, spreading from bush to bush until the fire goes out for lack of fuel ... magic!

The next day we did the show in this big college town for teenagers and school children who gathered to see us clowning by innovating new clown acts repeated before Uyuni leave.




At the end of the show we have watered our revenge buckets of water we had taken on the head and wake up throughout the morning, as is tradition here the day after the San Juan ...

After the fire and water, it remained for us to face the last two elements.

We hit the road with the air so fresh, low fuel normally used to breathe, but néanmois invigorating, hair, lungs and whistling in the ears.

remains the land, this land Andean on which the cyclist effort makes sense, this land full of character that ranges from steep climbs and tumbling Devers, where the few plains and flat areas are the delight of other llamas and vicuña, these countries lost that tickle the clouds, the land Finally, marking our bodies breathless and scratched, and gradually takes hold of our hearts ...


Cheers cycling o)

Janochka