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The past couple of weeks have resulted in some rather pleasing work-related events. The first followed a meeting with representatives of the Pawsey Supercomputing Centre in Western Australia which has resulted in me acquiring a test account and becoming the responsible person for approving projects that are seeking to upgrade from UniMelb's Spartan to systems like Setonix, which is the most powerful in the country and number 59 in the world (this time last year it was 28 - the landscape moves quickly!). The architecture is somewhat different to what I am used to (HPE Cray OS, HPE Cray MPI), so I'll be doing some additional learning myself and some hand-holding for researchers as they navigate and migrate data and code to this system. At the other end of the scale for the newcomers on Spartan I conducted two introductory workshops last week with some fifty attenedees. Quite a few times now, I have met researchers several years after taking my introductory courses who express their significant gratitude that I led them on the path of using high performance computing to process their data with efficiency, and hopefully, there will be a few of that nature from this cohort.

I often make the point of how supercomputers are utterly critical for current economic development with an ROI of 7:1 almost all through positive externalities, and literally save millions of lives. Could you imagine COVID-19 vaccines without HPC systems to do the simulations? We'd still be living under lockdown. Well, on a smaller scale, I was very proud to organise a researcher presentation last week for Research Computing Services (RCS) and Melbourne Data Analytics Platform (MDAP) with Dr Debjyoti Karmakar who is developing a non-invasive fetal monitoring device to prevent perinatal asphyxia for high-risk pregnancies. Dr Deb's presentation was very well received, even if he had to take a brief emergency call in the midst of it! He has been making extensive use of both the Spartan supercomputer and our Mediaflux-based data storage system, which dovetailed quite nicely with a virtual meeting a few days later with several representative from Princeton University who also are interested in integrating the HPC systems with Mediaflux, which is not as simple as it should be, but that is the nature of our work.

In my own research, I am still making good progress on studies in the psychology and sociology of climate change denial and have recently made contact with a long-standing member of the UNFCCC Accreditation Panel of Experts and Methodology Panel of Experts who shares this interest. Over the next two months or so, I am hoping to elaborate from this member's own interest on the psychological need for "belonging" and "club membership" which leads to climate science denial being strongly correlated with ideology rather than scientific evidence, and to draw a stronger correlation between this and vested interests in political economy. Ideological positions are usually strongly associated with political economy, so it should not surprise me to find such a connection, and when it comes to the damage done, there are those who are responsible, and one thing we do know from institutional and individual analysis, very few people like to take responsibility.

Midwinter Gatherings

Jul. 21st, 2025 08:28 pm
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On the weekend, I hosted a "Midwinter Day's Awakening", where once again I proved I can squeeze around 25 people into my apartment when dispersed over several hours. It has a cross between a "Christmas in July" southern-hemisphere provision of food and drink (lashings of mulled wine), and Elizabethan music (William Byrd, John Bull, John Bull et al), along with readings from Shakespeare, and the dulcet operatic tones of Angela L. (whose capacity to recite paragraphs from Shakespeare from memory is second to none). As featured attendees, the rodents Mayday and Mayhem were a big hit; "As I would serve a rat". But most of it was the outstanding company and wide-ranging, brilliant conversation that kept the event going from noon to the witching hour. As is often the case, I overcatered and now found myself in the enviable and challenging position of many delicacies. For example, what does one do with 1.5kg of Shropshire Blue cheese?

It was the second gathering of such nature recently as well; last week, I organised, through the Australia-China Friendship Society, a social dinner at Song's Dumplings, a glorious hidden gem in South Melbourne. Inexpensive, superb food in generous portions, and an amazing 1960s-style Chinese feature wall, the dinner was attended by a range of people from their 20s to their 80s. Everyone in the room was, of course, a bit of a worldly traveller, even the (relative) youngsters, and were able to discuss a variety of matters of Australia-China relations with great acumen, all whilst retaining a sharp sense of humour. I find it important that, with the exception of one person, the attendees of the ACFS dinner were completely different to the attendees of the Midwinter Day. I think it's important for a person's sanity to have diverse groups of friends - otherwise, you end up spending twenty years talking to the same people about the same things and wondering why you've ended up in an echo chamber.

As delightful as these two social occasions have been there is several other vectors in my life; Spanish studies for the impending trip, University teaching in supercomputing and researcher presentations, progress in my doctoral studies that cross climatological science and the psychology of denial, producer roles in the arts, poetry matters, and even some interesting news in the gaming hobby. Some of these will be raised in my next entry; I keep many irons in the fire of life, and most have been chosen well. But for now, gentle readers, I can only offer tantalising hints.

Stewardship

Jul. 15th, 2025 11:20 pm
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Several years ago, I was visited by John August of the Pirate Party as I was hosting a special dinner for visitors, and he watched with keen interest as I put together a four-course French dinner with paired drinks, music, and a multi-layered laminated menu. "You have a very organised mind", he observed kindly. Cue last Friday, and I find myself in the company of Liza D., at a multi-narrative arthouse theatrical production, "Art, War, and Other Catastrophes". It was quite an interesting show, with unexpected convergence of the past (hello Helen!) afterwards, with our discussion venturing to a slightly wayward younger friend and my consistent efforts to encourage their intellectual insight. "You would make a good father", Liza remarked, which is probably one of the nicest things that one could say to a man of my vintage. Between the two events, a moment burned in my mind is Karl B., discussing life-skills referred to what he called "shit-togetherness", the ability to manage everything from one's own mental states, to personal and household budgets, to community groups, and beyond. Karl was expressing some concern that many don't seem to acquire this skill and knowledge until their thirties, if at all.

I suggested to Karl (inspired by the skill in the Pendragon RPG, no less) that the most appropriate term was "stewardship". The word, from Old English (stigweard) itself, originally means "hall guardian". It has semi-religious overtones as well, an trend in the Judeo-Christian tradition that represents an active and responsible engagement with the environment, a point I strenously made in an address to the Unitarian Church some eight years ago, and one which our political and economic leaders have manifestly failed; we are supposed to "serve the garden in which we have been placed" (Genesis 2:15). There is a grim irony that an rational atheist and emotional pantheist finds himself appealing to Biblical verse when our nominal leaders profess a faith that they do not seem to even aspire to practise. But of course, there are very profound secular reasons as well why stewardship is the right noun to describe human interaction with our environment, rather than a protectionist laissez-faire or indifferent exploitation.

Stewardship most of all entails a sense of responsibility. Starting from oneself, it entails a sense that one will not engage in self-sabotating behaviour and put effort in making the best use of one's mind ("the mind is a terrible thing to waste") and time ("Life is short, death is long, use your time wisely"). Extended to households, whether shared or singular, it means being responsible for creating an home that is both stimulating and a sanctuary, and extended to the social world, to paraphrase Hannah Arendt, it is engagement in the public realm where social freedom, through action and dialogue, becomes manifest, within the context of the natural world as a whole. Ultimately, stewardship is the responsible and ethical planning and management of resources, whether personal, social, or environmental, and as Lamb pointed out, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. How careless are our rulers! As Frankl remarked, without responsibility, freedom degenerates into arbitrary whims, these rampaging childish pathological monsters who crush others underfoot with their indifference.

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