Think this is the first silicon bug I've had a hand in finding. The NXP KE06 Arm Cortex-M0+ SoC has a SysTick timer where CLKSOURCE=0 should be a core_clock÷16, like other family members, but NXP have confirmed it's ÷8. SysTick_Config() does CLKSOURCE=1 dcallen.co.uk/index.php/2018…

Name a chronic disease the pharmaceutical industry has cured in your lifetime. Diabetes: managed. 100 years of insulin, and the count has gone up every year. Blood pressure: managed. For life. Cholesterol: managed. For life, from 40. Depression: managed. A third of the people on it have been on it for a decade. Reflux: managed. The leaflet says 8 weeks. The average is years. Asthma, arthritis, eczema, migraine, obesity: managed, managed, managed, managed, injected. Then in 2014 something slipped through. A drug that actually cured hepatitis C, in 12 weeks, for good. In 2018 Goldman Sachs wrote a note to its clients about it. The title was a question: is curing patients a sustainable business model? Their answer was no. The cure had shrunk the market. The hepatitis C business fell from $12 billion a year to under $4 billion, because the patients kept getting better and not coming back. The bank advised investors to look for conditions that are chronic, and treatments that are taken for life. That is not a conspiracy theory. It is an investment note, and it says the quiet part in a font. A cure is a one-off sale. A patient is an annuity, and the whole industry is priced on the annuity. Nobody is going to cure the thing you have, because the thing you have is their best product. But a plate can. That is why it is extreme.

“The fasten seat belts sign is on”. This is a message I received early this morning from one of the UK’s most experienced, savvy and respected financial traders. Someone I have come to know and trust for the last 25 years. 10-year bond yields are now almost 4.5pc - up some 50 basis points over the last month. 30-year yields this morning went above 6pc - a 28-year high. Yet the UK’s political and media class continues to focus on party posturing and folksy rhetoric, ignoring the slow-motion disaster that has been happening on the UK’s sovereign bond markets for at least the last 18 months - a disaster that will inevitably, unless we drastically change course, turn into a fully blown market meltdown. At that point, the UK government won’t be able to borrow enough money to finance our already spiralling debt interest bill. Britain’s financial management will be taken over by overseas technocrats - that will be the condition of additional borrowing, to maintain the basic functions of the state, as happened in Greece and Italy back in the early 2010s and here in Britain 50 years ago this year (when we were forced in 1976 to apply to the IMF for a bailout). The austerity then imposed on Britain would make 2010-2019 feel like a picnic - far, far worse than it would be if we took serious action now to control our public finances. Lower-income households would suffer most - and there would be serious damage done to the UK’s already rapidly-fraying social fabric …. I have been warning about these looking fiscal dangers publicly, in my newspaper columns and elsewhere, since at least early 2024. Doing so hasn’t been easy or fun. I have been dismissed and derided by numerous economists, “economists”, officials and policymakers - as well as lots of journalists. I absolutely don’t want a disastrous 1976-style outcome - which is why I’ve taken the blows and issued the warnings. The state is too big. Public spending is out of control. Our fiscal rules are a convenient nonsense - designed to kick the can of financial reality into the future. We need to get real … and take bold action to tame the growth of spending, push back a now totally over-bearing state and snap the British economy out of today’s high-tax-high-borrowing-low-growth doom loop - the result of myopic, counter-productive policy-making by successive governments for the last decade and more … Other prominent economists who agree with me - ie who are financially-literate, can read a yield curve, have a passing interest in economic history and who understand the dangers of some 80pc of UK government borrowing going on debt interest as it currently is - need to chuck “career risk” in the bin, and start saying publicly what so many of them have, for quite a while now, only had the bottle to say to me in private … Remember: “The fasten seat belts sign is on”

The original sin of Brexit was not allowing Vote Leave to own the project after victory. In wrestling power from the people who won the referendum, insane internal machinations within the Parliamentary Conservative Party prevented those who campaigned for the outcome from delivering that outcome. From the start the whole project was decapitated. And so here we are now, ten years on, having repealed precious little EU law, pursuing no supply side reform, indeed still building a £125m bat tunnel in order that HS2 abide by the retained EU Habitats Directive. For the best part of a decade the political class stole the victory from the people. And now they have the temerity to say their own failure is actually the fault of the people for wanting an independent country.

Whole milk is not whole. It comes off the cow at whatever she made that morning, 4%, 5%, more in the Jersey. At the plant the cream is stripped off the lot of it. Then a measured amount is put back, to exactly 3.5%, because that is the legal number for the word whole, and the rest of the cream is sold separately at a better margin. Then it is forced through a nozzle at pressure so the fat can never rise again, because a cream line makes customers ask questions. Then it is heated to 72 degrees so it keeps for a fortnight in a lorry. Then a vitamin is sprayed back in, because the heat took the one that was there. Then the word whole is printed on the front, in a green field, with a cow. The whole milk on the shelf has been taken apart, sold in pieces, reassembled to a minimum and labelled with the name of the thing it was before. The milk at the farm gate is whole because nobody has been near it. That is the one with the warning on it.

Social contagion and attention-seeking fads move fast ..

So the US military put Ebola into airborne particles so animals could be infected by inhaling air. Vaxxed animals got hurt by inhalable Ebola worse than unvaxxed ones. Tony Fauci blows up, saying it all should have been classified to not undermine vaccine confidence.

Okay, this is a fun one, I'll play. @grok: Create an image of what the world would look like if I were in charge, based on my tweets. Go deep, not just the last 10 or whatever is the default. Analyze me.

Experience gives perspective. Programming is not dead, and never will be. It's late September 2026. Sometime in September 1976, just after I entered college, I wrote and ran my first serious program. I have now been a programmer for literally 50 years. And man, I have seen it *all*. Punched cards to glass ttys on minicomputers to workstations to the earliest micros. I've written business software, communication programs, development tools, games, language implementations, kernel device drivers, graphics libraries, a few critical pieces of infrastructure, and all manner of odd programs for which there is no taxonomy. Coded in a score of languages some of which are now forgotten. I've run over 70 open-source projects and contributed to at least as many more. Along the way I noticed a few things, and wrote about them, and that made me famous. But I'm not here to write about that today. I'm here to write about what it means to be a programmer and a technologist with the Singularity upon us. I have lost count of the number of times I have been told "programming is over". You kids may think this is a new claim that came into the world with LLMs. Hah! There's been that kind of talk at every step function in the quality of our programming tools. I first heard it when compilers were replacing hand-hacked assembler in the early 1980s, and I wouldn't be a bit surprised if somebody said it earlier when in-memory code replaced plugboards. One constant amidst all this change is that the intentions in a user's head do not magically turn into executable instructions that a computer can run. Another constant is the mindset of the people who specialize in bridging the gap between wish and algorithm. A programmer is a programmer is a programmer - the tools are secondary. "But it's different this time!" some people will say, "AIs are superhuman now!" So? What did you think the optimization stage of a compiler was, chopped liver? We've been relying on tools that exceeded human capabilities all along - we built them precisely because our meatbrains could not otherwise keep up with the demands of the job. It's been a hell of a ride, that 50 years. I've succeeded and failed and succeeded again. Done a lot of work I'm proud of. Built at least a few things that look like they're going to last. None of that goes away because, hypothetically, an AI might have made me faster. The work is never done, even if the tools can talk to us now. Because intentions still have to be communicated; people who specialize in that and develop right mindset to do it still have a major advantage over people who don't. If you're feeling depressed because you spent years or decades developing hand-coding skills that are obsolete now? Buck up. You still have the most important asset - a mind that knows how to think that way. I'm facing the winds of the Singularity with a smile. Because 50 years and I'm still standing - still shipping code that people can use, still learning, still refusing to be paralyzed by the pace of change. The best therapy for your uncertainty? Get to work on something.

Creep around a US airbase in the dead of night with ballys on, in vans with fake business names on, get bail. Nothing to see. Slash an empty migrant boat - remanded straight into custody.

Why do we live in a world where the Chancellor of the Exchequer is so gleefully ignorant that he thinks it is possible to have a 'bitcoin account'. @JohnHealey_MP many of those in the Bitcoin industry would be delighted to enlighten you. Just ask.

Wondered why Lidl is adding pea protein to mince beef? Wonder no more. This is just the start.

The internet has thousands of creators who do a better job of entertaining than the BBC or any subsidised arts body. Citizen journalists get closer to the truth than the BBC or Channel 4. Danny Tommo does a better job of defending our borders than the Home Office, and is arrested for his trouble You get better data from independent research than rom the ONS. Independent analysts make better forecasts than the OBR. Bitcoin and gold are both better money than whatever the Bank of England is currently debasing. You get better knowledge online than you do at school or university. AI diagnoses most things faster and more accurately than a GP. You get more truth about Covid origins and vaccines online than you do from the medical establishment. Self-driving cars are better than TfL. Lime bikes are better than Boris bikes. A private pension lets you own and manage your own retirement assets rather than state-mandated bond buying. You can buy a prefab house online for less than £100,000. The problem is where to put it. Which wouldn't be a problem were it not for planning laws. What gets subsidised should be decided by the person paying for it And on and on. Everywhere you look, the private sector does a better job, to a higher standard and for a lower price. So what, exactly, is the point of the state?

Due to contact with the Greeks, devices such as sundials and water clocks had spread to Roman cities. A character from this 2nd-century BC play complains about how the spread of time-keeping devices has regimented life:

With Greenland back in the headlines, it seems like a good time to tell the story of one of the most extraordinary men ever to cross its frozen wilderness. His name was Peter Freuchen. He stood 6'7", explored the Arctic by dogsled, lived among the Inuit, lost a foot to frostbite, escaped a death sentence, became a Hollywood celebrity and once saved himself from certain death with a knife made from his own frozen feces. Born in Denmark in 1886, Freuchen initially studied medicine at the University of Copenhagen. But the conventional life wasn't for him. At 20, he joined an expedition to Greenland, working as a coal shoveler for the opportunity to go north. He fell in love with the Arctic. In 1910, Freuchen and fellow explorer Knud Rasmussen established the Thule trading station in northwestern Greenland, which became a base for expeditions into some of the most unforgiving territory on Earth. Freuchen didn't just visit Greenland. He made a life there. He learned the language and customs of the Inuit, hunted and traveled alongside them, and married an Inuit woman with whom he had two children. The Arctic nearly killed him more than once. During one expedition, Freuchen became trapped beneath hardened snow and ice. Unable to reach his tools, he later claimed that he fashioned a crude chisel from his frozen feces and used it to dig himself free. Years later, severe frostbite attacked his left foot. He amputated several of his own toes before eventually losing the foot entirely. Freuchen simply kept going. He became a journalist and author, and his knowledge of Greenland eventually brought him to Hollywood. MGM adapted one of his books into the 1933 film Eskimo, and Freuchen worked as a consultant and writer. Imagine the sight of him. A 6'7" Danish Arctic explorer with an enormous beard and a wooden leg walking around Hollywood in the 1930s. Maybe the most amazing chapter of his life came during WW II. Freuchen despised fascism and became involved with the Danish resistance after Germany occupied Denmark. The Germans eventually arrested him. Freuchen was sentenced to death, but he escaped and made his way to Sweden. In 1945, Freuchen married his third wife, Dagmar Cohn, a Danish fashion designer. The couple later settled in America. In one of the strangest final chapters imaginable for the Arctic explorer, he appeared on the television quiz show The $64,000 Question. He won the grand prize. Peter Freuchen died of a heart attack in Alaska in 1957 at the age of 71. Part of Greenland now bears his name, Freuchen Land. Explorer. Author. Resistance fighter. Men like this once walked the earth.

If only we had criminals like this today. After Nelson’s victory at the Battle of the Nile, “A messenger was soon speeding to the king. Crossing Hounslow Heath he was stopped by a highwayman, but upon being told what the packet contained, the robber returned it unopened and waved the courier on.”

In 1976 a Sydney doctor asked in print whether the new cooking oils were causing melanoma. His reasoning was simple. The sun had not changed. What the people were made of had. Hunters lived naked on the African savannah for 2 million years, on the equator, under the same sun all day. Egyptian labourers dragged limestone up the pyramids in a loincloth, in 45 degree heat. Greek athletes trained and competed stark naked at Olympia, in August, from dawn to dusk. Medieval families brought in every harvest of their lives with their faces, necks and arms turned to the July sun for 14 hours a day. Nelson's sailors worked the rigging stripped to the waist in the Caribbean. The palest people on earth, Scots and Irish, were shipped to Australia and cleared the bush by hand, under a sun their skin had never met. The Anzacs dug trenches at Gallipoli with their shirts off. Bondi Beach in 1935 was shoulder to shoulder with fair-skinned Australians, and the only thing anybody rubbed on was coconut oil. Not one of them owned a bottle of sunscreen, and melanoma was a medical curiosity. As late as the 1930s an American's lifetime odds were 1 in 1,500. Today they are nearer 1 in 50. The sun did not get 30 times stronger in 90 years. The fat changed. Sunflower, soybean and corn oil replaced butter and dripping, and linoleic acid began building up in human tissue, including the fat in and under the skin. Linoleic acid oxidises under ultraviolet light. Butter and dripping hold firm. In the lab, the more corn oil the mice were fed, the more skin tumours the same lamp produced. Australia never took up the question. In 1981 it launched a cartoon seagull telling everyone to slop on sunscreen. B. S. Mackie kept measuring. By 1987 the linoleic acid in Sydney's body fat had climbed well past its 1975 level, and the melanoma patients carried significantly more of it than the people without. Sunscreen sales have risen every decade since the seagull. So has melanoma. Office workers now get more of it than farmers and fishermen, who are in the sun all day. The sun has been up there for 4.5 billion years. Seed oil has been in the human diet for just over a century. Only one of them was ever put on trial.

Ah intent. That would be the Hamas charter to wipe out Israel and everyone in it. Try to do your own thinking instead of relying on a do-gooder international legal construct which bears no actual resemblance to what genocide is. The people you shill for were offered a two state solution in 2000. They turned it down. Arafat said he didn’t want to end the grievance. Worst political decision I’ve ever seen. Then elected a terrorist group who spent all their money on tunnels and death while ignoring the needs of their own people. Then launched a raid of barbaric horror hoping to get a reaction. Duly got one. Why are you so taken with these people? Most of the Arab countries don’t give a monkeys about them, see them as a problem. But they’re a greater cause celebre than the Uighurs or any other victims. The conclusion has to be that you have a weird white guilt loathing of the Jews. If you genuinely cared for Arab outreach as your organisation name suggests you’d be demanding new Palestinian leadership and a peace deal between Israel and the Gulf states which might just pave the way for some sort of deal on the Palestinians. Instead you’re whanging on about genocide and pursuing a solution which the Palestinians themselves have repeatedly rejected

Heavily indebted governments are going to use inflation to steal the middle classes' savings. They'll blame external shocks and official enemies, but the real cause will be their own reckless spending and the plan to transfer even more resources to the "power elite".

The most interesting detail of this Venetian Gothic building at the University of Mumbai is its open spiral staircase. Designed by Sir George Gilbert Scott from his London office, the Cowasji Jehangir Convocation Hall was completed in 1874 without Scott ever setting foot in Bombay. Local architects, engineers and craftsmen executed his designs using locally sourced buff stone. Most Gothic buildings hide their staircases. This one turns the staircase into one of the highlights of thebuilding.

Deaths in Gaza - about 3% of the population Deaths of Jews in Poland 1939-45 - about 95% One of these is genocide. Can you spot which one?