Numerical Explorations

I have been a strong proponent of openness and no anonymity on the non-military and non-government portion of the Internet and the World Wide Web. I have used my real legal name on the Internet and WWW since December 1995. That honesty was in sharp contrast to the normal anonymity that hackers and hecklers hid behind that cloak of secrecy. I was known to Google as “Pate” from about 1997 to 2002 or so when my cryptography, number theory, etc. website was popular. That website died a premature death along with MindSpring and EarthLink in about 2010 or 2011. The first real inroads on secrecy and anonymity came with the advent of Facebook in 2004. Mr. Zuckerberg and his team wanted people to use their real names so that contact was easier. I wholeheartedly agree with that approach.

I went for a walk at approximately 04:30 AM Sunday, May 17, 2020. I saw a backpack on the sidewalk near the Troup Government Center. In a large city that would be cause for alarm but not in my sleepy little hamlet of LaGrange, Georgia. I kept walking debating about calling 911 about the backpack. When I was on Main Street heading towards Broome Street, I encountered a shoe less blond female. She asked me for some water, but I did not give her my half empty bottle because I do not know my covid-19 status for sure. For all I know I could be a vector of the dreaded virus. I asked if she wanted me to call 911 for her. She also stated that she lives with a male near downtown.

I kept walking still debating about calling 911 in reference to the backpack. As I was near Solomon’s Department Store, I called 911 about the backpack. I then proceeded to walk back to the area where the backpack was located on Ridley Avenue. I sat on a bench about 20 feet from the backpack. A canine unit LaGrange Police Department responded to my 911 call. The officer’s dog is a Belgian shepherd also its breed is known as a Malinois. The dog is named Bert, probably after Bert and Ernie on the kid’s show Sesame Street. The dog is trained for dope detection and apprehension. The officer left the dog in his car presumably because the animal is not trained for explosives detection. The officer established that the backpack only had clothes in it. And we lived happily ever after or for at least the time being.

I just came in from one of my 15 to 20-minute walks. While I was circling the downtown fountain square park, I observed a couple tightly hugging each other like it was until death do us part. In a previous blog entry, I have stated I do not like Public Displays of Affection (PDAs). I used my better discretion and did not yell “save it for home or the bedroom” at the couple since I might have gotten a beating or been shot. But come on people PDAs are sure fire signs generally that there is something fundamentally wrong in a couple’s relationship. So much for my pontificating.

I just remembered the name of a song from “Outside Inside” by the West Coast acid rock band Blue Cheer. Coincidentally, Blue Cheer like Strawberry Fields were slang for lysergic acid diethylamide (LSD-25). We had windowpane, orange barrel, and pure Sandoz LSD-25 back in my experience early in the 1970s. Back to a song off the previously mentioned album. It is “The Hunter”. Sometimes I feel like the character in the song. It is a cover of the Albert King tune off his “Born Under a Bad Sign” album. Here is the website of the lyrics:

https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/albertking/thehunter.html

I would like for a beautiful to me female to reverse roles and play the hunter of me!

The United States CIA is now known to have sponsored several plans to assassinate Fidel Castor of Cuba. The agency would not send in a CIA operator to do the dirty work but would recruit a nefarious criminal probably a member of the Mafia which is also known as the Cosa Nostra. The hired hand would be recruited clandestinely so the CIA would have plausible deniability. The Mafia was angry with Castro for kicking them out of the country and the subsequent loss of their gambling and other rackets empire in Cuba. President John Fitzgerald Kennedy was aware of these attempts. Supposedly Lee Harvey Oswald assassinated President Kennedy for his attempts to take out Castro.

Assassinating the head of state of some other country is very dirty business and will probably cause a retaliatory attempt to kill the sponsor. Before leaving office, President Gerald Rudolf Ford, Jr. recruited George Herbert Walker Bush (Bush 41) and had him confirmed as Director of the CIA. President Ford then ordered DCI Bush to clean up the agency and stop all pending and future assassination plans.

https://www.cia.gov/library/center-for-the-study-of-intelligence/csi-publications/csi-studies/studies/vol49no4/Castro_Obsession_10.htm

Click to access Coffey-Castros%20Secrets-18Sep2012.pdf

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Executive_Order_11905

https://www.cia.gov/news-information/featured-story-archive/2016-featured-story-archive/bush-as-director-of-central-intelligence.html

A United States spy is a human intelligence (HUMINT) operative of the Directorate of Operations of the CIA now known as the Clandestine Service. A spy must maintain a low profile and is an individual who uses her/his training and wits instead of a lot of sophisticated equipment.  The spy probably does not carry weapons nor use her/his cellphone as a primary means of communication with her/his handler (usually a station chief). The time-honored way of passing messages is the dead drop. The spy goes about her/his business with little or no fanfare.

A United States spy must rely on the CIA to swap a foreign operator for our her/him if he or she has the great misfortune of being arrested as a spy. It is a good tradition to always recover your valuable spy by nearly any means. See the great movie “Bridge of Spies”.

https://www.cia.gov/about-cia/cia-museum/experience-the-collection/text-version/collection-by-subject/directorate-of-science-and-technology.html

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt3682448/plotsummary

I just received another rejection on Zoosk. That made me think about the myriad rejections I have hand to face head on in my life. Here are some of my employment rejections:

1. Auburn University – Multiple Rejections
2. Columbus State University – Multiple Rejections
3. Georgia Tech – Multiple Rejections
4. LaGrange College – Multiple Rejections
5. West Georgia Technical College – Multiple Rejections, but earned one job
6. West Georgia University – Multiple Rejections
7. Central Intelligence Agency – Multiple Rejections
8. Federal Bureau of Investigation – One Rejection
9. NASA – Multiple Rejections
10. National Geological Survey – One Rejection
11. National Institutes of Health – One Rejection
12. National Patent and Trademark Office – Multiple Rejections
13. National Security Agency – Three Live Interviews, Multiple Rejections
14. Oakridge National Laboratory – One Rejection
15. Civilian Air Force – Multiple Rejections
16. Civilian Army – Multiple Rejections
17. Civilian Navy – Multiple Rejections
18. Etc.

My personal rejections are too numerous to fully enumerate but here goes:

1. Failed to skip the second grade – One Rejection
2. Female drug addicts – Multiple Rejections
3. High school girlfriend – One Rejection
4. LaGrange College Coeds – Multiple Rejections
5. Match.com – Multiple Rejections
6. Zoosk.com – Multiple Rejections

My dating experience has been extremely limited. I was very shy in junior high school and high school and a teenage alcohol and later drug user or abuser. Most sane people meet their matches at church, school, or work. I would rule out work due to unethical fraternization.

I remember my next oldest sister set me up with an older high school cheerleader with a date to a dance. I was in the eighth grade at the tender age of 13. I am not a dancer and I like to express music by playing a musical instrument like an electric guitar (started back playing in 2001 after a hiatus about 20 years). The date did not turn out so well. My dad had to drive us around as a chaperon. Anyway, I had my sights on a female living in my neighborhood, but I did not make any direct overtures towards her.

Jump forward to my first college years 1971 to 1972. I had girlfriends but most were involved in short stands involving sex (Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll was my mantra). While I should have been cultivating long term relationships, I was satisfied with sex, mutual drug usage, and conversations. Those affairs were ephemeral.

I had infrequent sexual encounters in the period 1973 to 1983. These amounted to one night or a couple of nights stands. I was still doing drugs and I had a lot of emotional baggage that I would sling around. I pretty much gave up sex after 1980s due to the fact I feared I had Hepatitis-C. It is an exceptionally low probability event to infect a sexual partner with Hep-C since it requires blood to blood contact. Hover, I did not want to take any chances and ruin someone else’s health and life. I took Harvoni in late 2014 and early 2015 and I was clear of the virus via a quantitative assay of my blood. I had Genotype I Hep-C virus which is the easiest to cure by modern antiviral medicine.

I am done with my disclaimer.

I have already found rough approximations to “perfect” matches for me. One is neurological psychiatrist and the other a clinical mental health registered nurse. I need someone who can understand my mental illness and has great empathy etc. for me. Unfortunately, I cannot contact either of the preceding two females due to the chains of idiotic ethics. If one or both of my potential dates is married, then all bets are off due to oath breaking, and I cannot abide breaking moral edicts again.

I am on Zoosk, but all the attractive to me females are above my pay grade. Zoosk by the way is an up and coming dating website.

It well known that in India the Hindi tradition of castes and arranged marriages still exists. We have a caste system in the United States that leads to discrimination. In the United States the socioeconomic divide creates several classes. I will elucidate the United States caste system as I perceive it:

1. Former and current poor criminals
2. The unemployable poor
3. The poor with almost starving children
4. The so-called middle class of labor pool
5. The millionaires
6. The billionaires

Number 4 class was very prevalent after World War II. I fit into the number 2 class. We have said nothing about education because it does not seem to be that important despite what politicians and the general public may state.

“I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.” – Nathan Hale one of the United States first spies.

I regret having been sexually abused, a teenage abuser of alcohol and drugs, and being an unbelievably bad student especially in high school. Theoretically, had I done well in in school I could have been accepted at Georgia Tech and done my undergraduate work there, probably majoring in physics. I would have then attempted to join the Central Intelligence Agency provided that my grades at the Georgia Tech were impressive enough. Had I earned a job at the CIA in 1975, I could have probably advanced through the Directorate of Operations to at least a senior station chief or an executive in that part of the CIA.

Another regret is that I should have started going to the Jobs Fair at Auburn University every year from 2000 to 2005. That way I could have become a somewhat known individual to the CIA and National Security Agency recruiters. After graduate school and I received my terminal degree (PhD), I should have gotten myself together and every six months put in new online applications to both the CIA and NSA. I was 53 when I finally received my Doctor of Philosophy in Computer Science so really ageism started operating on my application process.