Scientific Discovery

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Essays do not grow well in the wild. They require a great deal of cultivation. However, they do multiply in the wild. I will be slaving away on one essay, trying to get more than the heading and I will look around only to realize that two more essays have popped up. It is very disconcerting.

Does anyone want to take a baby essay and help it to grow into a nice strong essay? I kind of need them by tomorrow afternoon. Tomorrow morning would be better.

Comments

serapio said…
Is scientific discovery the subject of your essay, or a reference to your discovery that essays are a cultivated species?
10:45 PM
slowlane said…
It is a reference to my discovery that essays are a cultivated species. I suspect that the essays might be easier to grow if I knew what the subject of them was. I don't know for sure, but maybe.
8:26 AM
the girl in the red hat said…
have you considered the automatic paper generator?

href="http://pdos.csail.mit.edu/scigen/"

this grows papers in an artifical medium but as with so many cultivated species, content is a little off.
11:49 AM
slowlane said…
ooo. I like it. Here is the abstract and the first paragraph of my new paper:

Abstract
Electronic symmetries and link-level acknowledgements have garnered minimal interest from both cryptographers and scholars in the last several years. In fact, few statisticians would disagree with the investigation of voice-over-IP, which embodies the key principles of hardware and architecture. TeenySaw, our new solution for permutable algorithms, is the solution to all of these grand challenges.

Introduction
Recent advances in compact information and probabilistic information interfere in order to achieve symmetric encryption. On the other hand, a private problem in machine learning is the deployment of the partition table. Despite the fact that existing solutions to this quandary are outdated, none have taken the lossless approach we propose here. Thus, decentralized information and reliable algorithms offer a viable alternative to the refinement of operating systems.
2:08 PM
the girl in the red hat said…
nice. You need to see the article "(Mis)Informing science" here
8:30 PM
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