tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87357855652542775982012-02-16T17:46:17.742Z<b>oblivion (noun)</b> <br> 1 the state of being unaware of what is happening around one. <br> 2 the state of being forgotten. <br> 3 destruction or extinction. <br><br> Pick your favorite. These days I lean towards 2.Jorgenoreply@blogger.comBlogger1221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-34501529974311041302011-12-22T12:43:00.000Z2011-12-22T12:43:55.871Z

The real issue about the crisis is probably not the current sacrifices that most people have to do (higher taxes, suppressed compensations, omnipresent cuts) but the feeling that the worse is yet to come. The feeling that every measure intended to satisfy the markets (that abstract entity that punishes us) will not be enough. What are the solutions, then, if today's sacrifices are not enough and

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In the typical Colombian photo album people are the most important element of every picture. A picture without people is as sad and pointless as a postcard---an extraneous concept to the average Colombian. What is the point of going to the Statue of Liberty if you do not appear in every single picture? We have seen the statue on TV and movies; no further pictures are needed.  In the logic of the

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-53576784166179985562011-10-29T20:41:00.000+01:002011-10-29T20:41:31.178+01:00

Last week I bought online a book that I consider fundamental for my research area. Reading most of that book and doing the exercises in it was actually my first assignment in my PhD studies. I only bought it now because during my PhD I used my supervisor's copy of the book. The book is quite old now (1989) and it is no longer printed, so I bought a used copy through Amazon. For some reason, I

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-69837074279874793422011-09-12T22:28:00.001+01:002011-09-12T22:29:48.841+01:00

As you may know, the financial crisis here in Portugal is rather serious. As in Greece (and Italy), the main problem in Portugal is the excessive public debt; this is in contrast to the kind of problems in Spain and Ireland, where the financial crisis is related to the banks' debt. To avoid bankruptcy, last year the Portuguese government negotiated a loan from the IMF and the European Union. Such

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-57523368483602556302011-09-08T22:43:00.001+01:002011-09-12T15:21:09.521+01:00

The main attractions of Jesolo, Italy are its proximity to Venice (40km, more or less) and its very long beach (the longest of Italy, about 15km). The town of Jesolo is actually two towns: the center (Jesolo paese) and the beach (Jesolo lido).  While the two are not far from each other, their character is so different that you think they're two distant places. While Jesolo paese does not appear

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-44339782796028221522011-08-27T13:00:00.001+01:002011-08-27T13:01:42.225+01:00

The other day, as a procrastination exercise, I cleaned up the desk at my office. The job consisted, essentially, in throwing away many drafts of my papers and organizing some other people's papers, for future reference. My desk now is quite tidy, and I am proud of myself. I ended up throwing into the bin approximately 1500 pages, among preprints and handwritten sheets. How come so many pages? It

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-57155796573426397022011-08-11T23:24:00.001+01:002011-08-11T23:25:30.967+01:00

While the global economy collapses, people in third-world countries such as Colombia receive  reassuring messages such as "we are well protected against any potential crisis in the short term". Of course, this is a reassuring way of saying that we count too little in the world so as to be affected. With the financial aspect duly covered, we are thus free to deal with the important issues. In

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-33815144629606242032011-06-25T07:42:00.000+01:002011-06-25T07:42:52.755+01:00

These days I attend a summer school in the US. The organizers have conducted a demographic poll among the participants, a poll that I found quite unusual. In fact, the poll concerns the race and ethnicity of each attendant. The organizers claim that this is information useful for the National Science Foundation (NSF). I have thought a bit about it, and I am still shocked by the kind of questions

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-86799158210875426502011-05-16T23:47:00.002+01:002011-05-16T23:49:32.754+01:00

It is intriguing to see how some people insist on seeing football as an abstraction of life. This is a two-way illusion: people are tempted to explain facts of life by means of football events, but also to exploit the random nature of football to find strange justifications for their own beliefs. I had already commented on the relation between football and justice. The recent four matches between

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-34108421628263896552011-01-20T22:48:00.000Z2011-01-20T22:48:31.074Z

Padres e Hijos (P&H - spanish for Parents and Children) was a very popular daytime series in Colombia. As you may guess from the title, the series was centered around the members of a family (the Franco family) and their everyday events. It was broadcasted during 15 long years from Monday to Friday, after lunch. It is quite fair to say that, for very different reasons, a whole generation grew up

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I have spent Christmas and New Year's eve in Colombia, after having missed both last year. This kind of holidays are certainly quite unique here; in the cold, snowy first world you can hardly feel the warm celebrations you can see here. It is hard to describe the feeling:  you've got to see it with your own eyes. In a country such as Colombia these celebrations have their downsides. Oddly enough

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Thanks to research I was able to visit to Finland, something particularly difficult in normal circumstances. Yes, sometimes research takes you to places where you wouldn't go otherwise. I spent around five days, first in Turku/Abo (the city in which the workshop was held) and then in Helsinki. Here are a few (unstructured) remarks regarding this very brief trip to Finland. I learned that what is

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-74955554247251668482010-09-30T21:32:00.001+01:002010-09-30T21:33:07.229+01:00

My friend Ebbsborg has recently coined the term "the B factor" to generically refer to the things from Bolivia (hence the "B") that he finds frustrating/stupid/absurd as a foreigner.  (Well, at least that is the meaning that I infer from reading his blog.) I would like to extend this excellent idea to my case (that is, Portugal). Therefore, as of today, I will adopt the term "the P factor" to

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-18603039524647173812010-08-22T16:52:00.003+01:002010-08-22T23:30:31.420+01:00

Today there is a very interesting interview to José Mourinho in El País. At some point of the interview, when discussing his feelings about Portugal he says: I am a very atypical Portuguese, because the typical Portuguese person misses Portugal and that is not my case. I don't feel saudade, perhaps because I have an amazing family, because I love what I do... I don't feel saudade, but I do have a

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-80015363088482002942010-08-11T16:03:00.000+01:002010-08-11T16:03:36.145+01:00

There are modern countries in the world; I have seen some of them. There are also poor, underdeveloped countries; I was born in one of those. More interestingly, there are countries that for many different reasons attempt to go from underdeveloped to modern in a very short period of time. I have seen a few of those, too. Observing such attempts of sudden development is interesting, as it is often

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-43009352626484110132010-07-21T20:18:00.000+01:002010-07-21T20:18:19.323+01:00

The World Cup (WC) is over, and now we have to content ourselves with the local leagues. Yes, it sounds like a terrible agreement but that's the way it is. I was tempted to comment on the only two surprises of the WC (Paul the octopus and Larissa Riquelme, that is) but pretty much everyone else has done so by now, so I will concentrate on two rather curious debates that have arisen after the WC.

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I remember attending a ceremony in honor of Ingrid Betancourt in Bologna, in December 2008. She received a number of honorary titles from the city, awful music inspired in her drama was performed, and at the end she gave a very touching speech, in which she made a lot of references to the Virgin Mary, and to her responsibility in preventing kidnapping in the world. She also briefly mentioned a

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-18264680232345468032010-06-19T10:02:00.001+01:002010-06-19T10:05:45.636+01:00

It has been almost a year now that I am completely absorbed by the music of Blur, the british rock/pop band.  I don't recall being interested in a band in this way and for this long; usually one listens an album a lot, finds some new stuff and moves on, and eventually revisits the old albums. Of course, not that I didn't know Blur:  I had a vague idea of their music, and I was aware of hits such

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Some things come to an end without starting, or worse, without even existing. These are things that appear to be only because of our expectations or perceptions; they come to an end as soon as we realize they only make sense as the most enthusiastic of our desires. Then you realize that it was certainly nice while it lasted, especially when certain signals suggested the goal was possible. But

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-29086684947577410552010-06-08T00:30:00.004+01:002010-06-08T07:56:46.253+01:00

These days there is a controversy in Colombia concerning the name of the main airport of the country. In fact, the controversy arose because of a recent law which decrees that the airport of Bogotá should be called Luis Carlos Galán, in detriment of its current name: El Dorado. So you might wonder, what's with these names? Let's begin by commenting on El Dorado. The associated wikipedia entry

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-79691031392728101152010-06-04T21:14:00.004+01:002010-06-04T22:06:42.178+01:00

It is a good moment to review the 2009/2010 season of our beloved Real Madrid (RM). (After all, soon we will be busy with the World Cup.) The season was characterized by the arrival of a "new" president (Florentino Pérez, "my uncle" in what follows), yet additional evidence that Spanish sport media are disgusting, the lack of trophies at the end of the season, and uncertainty about the future.My

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-2762930919596927962010-05-30T23:05:00.002+01:002010-05-31T21:48:11.169+01:00

These are sad days for music. Gustavo Cerati, 50, one of the most amazing guitarists and songwriters is in critical condition. He suffered some sort of cerebral stroke, after performing a show in Caracas, Venezuela almost two weeks ago. While latest news on his state are somehow optimistic on a mid/long term recovery, the whole chain of events has been terrible news. Even if Cerati is not dead,

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-16737489569627145742010-05-26T07:31:00.003+01:002010-05-26T08:10:07.450+01:00

Finally, presidential elections in Colombia will take place next Sunday the 30th. I have discussed it here and here. According to polls, two candidates still have options for winning the elections: decent, independent Antanas Mockus and the despicable human being Juan Manuel Santos (you might like to read a profile of all the candidates). Mockus managed to have a considerable advantage in polls,

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-78536730991109289682010-05-23T16:28:00.001+01:002010-05-23T16:32:53.260+01:00

The other night, while walking around central Lisbon with a friend, I found by accident the Embassy of Colombia in Portugal. It is located in a historical palace (Palácio Sotto-Mayor). Oddly enough, only one side of the palace seems to correspond to the embassy; also in the palace there is a bank and a hotel. I found it a bit weird, as I would have expected the embassy to have a whole building,

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-8374440702901908312010-05-20T13:01:00.003+01:002010-05-20T19:46:01.430+01:00

As I had commented previously, the Portuguese system cares a lot about where you live. So, in one of the steps to formalize my residence in Portugal, the other day I went to register my address (and to obtain an associated certificate) to the Junta de Freguesia of my neighborhood. The Junta is, roughly speaking, the local administrative unit at that each neighborhood. I went there at 9.15, as I

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-63730921033707939252010-05-13T22:23:00.001+01:002010-05-13T22:23:00.401+01:00

Several of the people I graduated with in high school are also recent facebook contacts. I am quite curious about what they look and how they think at present, and to discover what they did with their lives during these ten years. Nothing strange about this. However, in some cases I have noticed that some of them react and behave (say, by commenting on pictures) exactly with the same spirit and

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-75575538751651499082010-05-08T22:43:00.005+01:002010-05-09T00:10:51.623+01:00

I don't remember why or when the other day I remembered that for a long period of my life I only had at most a pair of jeans. This seemingly irrelevant memory brings back a number of other, hopefully more insightful, memories of my childhood.Life was way simpler back then. Jeans were part of the uniform during primary and high school. The uniform consisted of: black leather shoes, white socks, (

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-22432282584197195682010-05-02T02:20:00.001+01:002010-05-02T03:36:50.966+01:00

Here's a collection of things that I have found curious, remarkable, or funny during my first weeks in Lisbon.This might sound stupid to Portuguese readers, but the names of the days confuse me a lot. While in my mind the week starts on Monday (and hence Monday is the first day of the week), the Portuguese language conveys a slightly different idea: indeed, Monday in Portuguese is segunda-feira,

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-9312288919583605072010-04-28T21:52:00.004+01:002010-04-28T22:30:37.954+01:00

As many other things in life, football obeys a series of dualities: apart from the obvious winning-losing aspect, the most notable duality is that every team, no matter its size or origin, has a rival counterpart, a sworn enemy in the field. As a result, you don't only enjoy when your team wins, but also learn to feel relieved when your main adversary loses. Apart from this indisputable duality,

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-55751319903177319932010-04-18T23:08:00.003+01:002010-04-18T23:45:07.189+01:00

I devote a substantial portion of my Sundays to read Colombian press: I read the opinion section of the two major newspapers and of the only weekly journal that still exists and is serious. I like to think that I am better informed than most Colombians, but it would be a bit pretentious to claim something like that. Today, two of my favorite columnists dedicated their space to comment on the ash

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The situation for the forthcoming presidential elections in Colombia is getting more and more interesting. Earlier this week, Antanas Mockus (who, as I discussed here, is the best candidate ever) joined forces with Sergio Fajardo, another independent candidate. Fajardo has agreed to be his vice-presidential candidate. This seems to have given a huge momentum to Mockus' candidacy, as now he is

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-67654972887288684192010-04-08T23:46:00.005+01:002010-04-09T00:15:51.942+01:00

When I was a kid at Cali, one of the things I missed the most from Bogotá was the fact that in Bogotá there are always airplanes flying over, as the airport is inside the city. (In Cali, in contrast, the airport is rather away from the city. It is in fact in a different town.) Ever since, I have appreciated very much the cities in which one can see airplanes flying over---I find it a privilege.

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-64618497155487096652010-04-04T12:55:00.007+01:002010-04-04T13:33:56.272+01:00

It's been a while since the last "Capsule of Absurdity". I knew that I couldn't leave Italy without a last absurd event. In fact, the last thing I did before coming to Portugal was sending a little box with books to my new department in Lisbon. So I went to the Italian post office, and asked about the expedition fees. The lady who was at the counter looked at her computer and asked me the basic

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-23297950534638326252010-04-03T01:09:00.003+01:002010-04-03T01:20:04.520+01:00

A very brief post to recommend you, in the strongest possible terms, the British superband The Good, The Bad, and the Queen, and their homonymous only album, released in 2007. It is such an excellent record! It is yet another one that I discover quite late after its release. I won't say much about my impressions: I will limit to describe it as dense, fluid, and very pleasant---all in one album.

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I find it amazing how fast (bad) news fly from Italy from Colombia (and, presumably, to the rest of Southamerica). We are of course talking about the kind of news related to Berlusconi, his scandals, ridiculous statements, and all the things in between. I am sure Italians will be surprised/ashamed to know that the average Colombian knows very well who SB is, is well-acquainted with his doings,

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On Commercials. These days there is some relative controversy among Italian researchers because of a TV commercial. You can watch the commercial here. As it is quite likely that the commercial will be erased in the next few days, here's a rough description.The advertised product is a bank; the commercial shows Claudio, 33, an Italian researcher at a laboratory in the US. We are told that he has

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-35780901367083463002010-03-05T22:47:00.002Z2010-03-05T22:48:39.488Z

The following is the acknowledgments section of my recently finished PhD thesis, entitled "Higher-Order Concurrency: Expressiveness and Decidability Results". For those interested in the actual thesis (and not in the thing below), it should be publicly available later this year, as a technical report of the Department of Computer Science of the University of Bologna. If you cannot wait that

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Last Friday was a rather fortunate day for Colombian democracy. The constitutional court ruled against the referendum law that could have allowed president Alvaro Uribe to run for a third term in office. This way, Alvaro Uribe will have to leave office next August 7th. Yay. This outcome evidences that democracy and institutions in Colombia are far more solid than in other countries of the region

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In a recent flight Paris CDG - Bogota, the guy sitting next to me in the plane was a member of the Bogota Philharmonic Orchestra, who was returning from a tour in Asia and Europe. He stopped for a few days in Paris, where he had studied music more than 20 years ago. I was curious about his impressions about returning to Paris after such a long time. He replied: "Returning to Paris is strange. The

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-53707553890732031282010-01-20T22:08:00.003Z2010-01-26T14:56:08.001Z

Some months ago I attended a workshop celebrating the 60th birthday of a computer scientist. This kind of events usually consist of talks given by people who are academically and/or personally close to the honoree, say former students and coauthors. A workshop is only one possibility for celebrating a scientist's life and achievements; the most common thing I have heard of is to organize the

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-52335387533255101932010-01-15T22:49:00.008Z2010-01-15T23:44:56.867Z

Curiously the most vivid memory I have of that Tuesday is the temperature shock I got as soon as I got off of the plane. A little gap between the plane and those tunnels that connect it with the airport was enough to hit me. It was the European cold in Barajas hitting me and welcoming me at the same time; a cruel but necessary slap in the face. After that shock nothing was the same. It was pretty

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-48632901802669049512010-01-08T13:24:00.005Z2010-01-08T13:50:49.376Z

Explaining how I handle this blog might be useful to understand why I haven't posted anything recently. If you must know, I am continuously writing posts for this blog. The thing is that lately, without a special reason, I have become much more selective with the things that actually go online; that's why you haven't seen posts since November. My list of draft posts that will never be published

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The concept of friendship seems to be much more flexible in Colombia than abroad. This could well apply to other southamerican countries, I suppose. It seems to me that it's somehow easier to make friends in Colombia than in, for instance, Italy. [A digression here is in order: of course I can only perceive on the kind of friendship that can exist between an Italian and a foreigner; there's the

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Having a desk in an office that is not in an underground floor.The window and the whiteboard in my office.The possibility of going to work by bike.Reading in the mornings in the bus, when the bike wasn't an option.Bus drivers saying hello.The extremely organized "prefecture", in which it getting a stay permit was almost a pleasure. Italian verbs conjugated in passato remoto, courtesy of my

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-23368988878084071392009-10-07T09:04:00.003+01:002009-10-07T09:18:29.005+01:00

These are difficult days for Silvio Berlusconi because of judicial decisions. Earlier this week a court declared that he has to pay over 750 million euros to the media group that owns Repubblica, the main opposition newspaper. And during these days, a court is deciding whether the law he made to protect himself from being prosecuted (the Lodo Alfano) is constitutional or not. I don't know how

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-43066664253483533482009-09-20T11:08:00.006+01:002009-09-20T18:17:13.266+01:00

For some reason reality shows haven't had a huge impact in Colombian TV. This is remarkable, given the situation in USA and some European countries (notably, UK and Italy) were this kind of crappy TV is the rule. For instance, in Colombia only one season of Big Brother was produced, and although it had decent ratings, these weren't enough to produce a second season. Colombian TV channels have

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-3131367624876134342009-09-06T02:01:00.000+01:002009-09-06T02:01:00.617+01:00

I can't sleep in long flights. I simply can't: the position I use to sleep is a bit particular, so I can't simply sit and close my eyes. I wish it was like that. Really. In long flights I spend the time watching the tv/movies and walking around the plane, sometimes engaging into conversation with some other wanderer.This was the case in the flight Kuala Lumpur - Amsterdam I recently took (a post

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-9297400606646146362009-08-30T08:19:00.007+01:002009-08-30T10:42:27.429+01:00

I would like to comment on the most important news Colombia has produced lately: the agreement between Colombia and the US whereby American troops and planes can use seven military bases in Colombian soil.This has caused an enormous controversy in south america, for a number of reasons. It is convenient to begin with the motivations that the Colombian government had to sign the agreement. It is

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-81319344092099203522009-07-30T11:41:00.003+01:002009-07-30T12:32:40.272+01:00

Robin Milner is probably the most influential researcher in concurrency theory, the research area in which I work. He has won the Turing award (the Nobel prize for computer science), and made decisive contributions in several areas of computing; in all of them his ideas have had both theoretical and practical impact.Milner is 75 years-old now. He continues to work, more actively than what one

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-10622622190032862702009-07-20T17:18:00.005+01:002009-07-20T18:06:45.741+01:00

Today Colombia celebrates the 199th anniversary of its Independence Day. Last week, the Colombian government raised to this unique celebration by announcing that the US military presence in Colombian bases will expand significantly in the short/mid term. I cannot imagine what surprises the government will have for us for next year, in occasion of the 200th anniversary of the Independence day.I

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-59901898431046032552009-07-19T10:03:00.005+01:002009-07-19T10:40:29.507+01:00

I follow Michael Mitzenmacher's blog My Biased Coin. Mitzenmacher is a professor of Computer Science at Harvard, and does research on a field completely unrelated to mine (he works on potentially useful stuff: data structures, network algorithms, probabilities/randomness, information theory). In his blog, MM writes about his research results and other general topics related to life as a professor

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-61035494017653947752009-07-13T17:44:00.005+01:002009-07-13T18:06:59.567+01:00

I had ready a post on the absurd circumstances of the death of Pepe the hippo, and a sort of reflection on the stupidity some "noble" causes inadvertently convey. Yes, the post was boring. But then I found something funnier to write about. Consider the University of Bologna, a respectable institution, founded in 1088, or as WikiPedia would say, "the oldest continually operating degree-granting

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-84574945090933957192009-07-03T18:04:00.004+01:002009-07-03T18:53:17.021+01:00

Although there are several topics I could write about (most notably, my 'unique' take on Michael Jackson's death), I will repeat myself writing about politics. Or more precisely, writing about the failure of democracy in its standard definition. This is motivated by the recent events in Honduras. It must be said that Honduras is a rather irrelevant country in the world. This is not to be taken

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-32551733777885469672009-06-11T18:52:00.007+01:002009-06-11T19:12:26.945+01:00

The thing I like the most about living in Grenoble is, undoubtely, the possibility of going to work using a bike. This is something I hadn't done before: in Colombia is simply out of the question, and in Italy work is so close that there's no need for bike. Instead, since INRIA is relatively far from the city center, and taking the bus is kinda boring, going by bike is the thing to do. These

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-55034226557213830462009-05-28T11:32:00.002+01:002009-05-28T21:04:52.176+01:00

Those of you who have had the privilege of not living in Cali Colombia surely ignore that in Cali, the name Capri is more related to an upper-class neighborhood than to the Italian island. Although I never lived there, I have fond memories of Capri, the neighborhood. The thing I remember the most is that it comprises a number of apartment buildings, each named as an Italian city. The buildings

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-27242933005321062392009-05-10T21:25:00.004+01:002009-05-10T22:37:10.179+01:00

The other day, as part of one of those insightful quizzes that only Facebook can offer to us, I publicly declared that Colombia and Italy are number one and two in my personal ranking of "best countries in the world". Some people could say that those choices are just another failed attempt of being funny through irony. No: I honestly think that the two only countries in which I have lived are

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-53067603942764815272009-04-27T19:34:00.003+01:002009-04-27T22:00:37.640+01:00

This week Colombian president Alvaro Uribe is visiting Europe, in what it's been called "the European tour". This "tour" actually only comprises two countries, Spain and Italy. Yes, it's kinda crappy a tour. That's what happens when you are a president and you do very little about the human rights violations in your country: nobody wants you as a visitor.So, you might be wondering: how come

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-7686360597843943862009-04-18T10:52:00.005+01:002009-04-18T13:08:17.133+01:00

It is well-known that in European countries having dubbed TV shows and movies is customary. It can be quite difficult to find cinemas with movies in the original language. There are social and cultural reasons for that. In the case of Italy, however, there is a disturbing widespread misconception regarding dubbed films. The misconception is complex and comprises several factors:The loss of

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-52084747226439789652009-04-16T20:56:00.006+01:002009-04-16T21:52:23.367+01:00

As you probably know, last week an earthquake destroyed a significant number of towns in Abruzzo, in the center of Italy. Around 300 died and thousands were affected in different ways.The earthquake brought out several issues that I find interesting. I will only comment on two of them. First, even if Italy is a country known to be prone to earthquakes, the concept of earthquake engineering is not

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-66237753841902616852009-03-30T23:06:00.004+01:002009-03-30T23:29:16.747+01:00

Of the many differences between Europe and Colombia, there are a few that make no sense to me, regardless of how many elaborate explanations I try to devise. Today I want to complain about one of them: the little money tray.It turns out that when you want to pay something (in the supermarket, a little shop, the university canteen) you're not supposed to hand in the money to the cashier: you're

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-73854457446304236452009-03-15T13:47:00.004Z2009-03-18T21:41:20.754Z

You might have heard of the Bilderberg Group, an exclusive club of politicians, kings, queens, bankers and businessman that gathers together annually to discuss the general situation of the world. Their meetings --which have taken place since 1954-- are held in top-secret circumstances to encourage open discussion, or so the organizers say. The mystery associated to the group have made conspiracy

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-63541779882843629502009-03-14T15:33:00.003Z2009-03-14T15:46:14.682Z

The Music is a British band, which I really don't know how to describe; a rough approximation would be 'electronic disco rock'. This week I am offering you the first song I heard from them, Take the long road and walk it. I really like the song, and the associated video. Moreover, the 2002 album in which the song is included is very consistent, and I can recommend it. Unfortunately, in the

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-37788189405147180572009-03-13T21:09:00.004Z2009-03-13T22:27:13.914Z

The other day I was reading some forum (or some blog comment, I can't recall) in which the latest U2 album was being discussed. One of the comments expressed more or less the following: U2 is the living proof that you don't need great performers to produce great rock songs. Indeed, if you pay attention, Bono doesn't have a great voice, The Edge would be nothing without all the machines and

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-14404797482302426462009-03-08T17:04:00.007Z2009-03-13T22:30:18.761Z

I have something against exceptional kids. I guess it has to do with some very deep envy. As a result, I hate hearing about lovable, unusually-talented young actors such as Haley Joel Osment or, more recently, Dakota Fanning. (Perhaps the only exception is Doogie Howser, who indeed I like, perhaps because I am sure Doogie's a fictional character while I am not). The negative feeling is

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-23039641025226428082009-03-05T07:27:00.006Z2009-03-05T08:16:59.561Z

This week I offer you a song from the latest U2 album, No Line in the Horizon. Quite frankly, the album is very average for U2: of the eleven songs, only three or four are indeed good, the rest is boring at best. Of course, what's "average" for U2 might be simply out of the question for most bands, but it's unavoidable to feel a bit disappointed. (You can hear the whole album in U2's official

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-34600558638466005282009-03-02T06:49:00.000Z2009-03-02T22:20:04.073Z

In my neighborhood in Bologna I live surrounded by old people. I often feel like living in a retirement place, one without boundaries or nurses. I don't think there's something special about my neighborhood; it is simply a bit outside of the city center, so I guess other places in Italy and Europe also have a similar proportion of old people. I find it both overwhelming and weird. Very weird.

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-19918800076261784832009-02-25T02:03:00.002Z2009-02-25T02:03:00.359Z

This week I offer you a song from the Scottish band Travis. They are a rather average band, with good albums but nothing particularly extraordinary. As every album, each release by them has a few enjoyable moments of quality, but soon they lose themselves in their ordinary pop. Last year they released Ode to J. Smith, which is a very consistent album. I particularly like the first two songs of

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-67523503663461917392009-02-22T13:28:00.013Z2009-02-22T15:52:27.195Z

I was just reading that, once again, it has been discovered that the Colombian Intelligence Agency (DAS) has been illegally intercepting communications of key opposition members, journalists who do not praise the current right-wing administration, main members of courts in charge of processes against the government, and many others. The DAS also kindly offers its interception services (which use

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-62725891074033730702009-02-18T12:58:00.010Z2009-02-18T16:30:25.069Z

Today the sun shines again. I want to express that I am very glad to see how fine things are these days in Italy. Let's see: there's a popular government composed of capable and innovative leaders; there's a strong party system which supports an active and united opposition; the judiciary system works like a charm --it handles the rare cases of corruption completely and efficiently; the

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-48625662296060592242009-02-18T02:20:00.001Z2009-02-18T02:20:00.291Z

The Rascals are a British band with frontman Miles Kane, one third of The Last Shadow Puppets (a group I have extensively praised here). Last year The Rascals released a fine album, entitled Rascalize. From that album, this week I offer you Freakbeat Phantom.Enjoy:

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-71554375740742542192009-02-09T23:29:00.006Z2009-02-10T21:37:16.026Z

Beth Gibbons is the frontwoman of Porthishead, a group you should know (and shame on you in case you don't). This week I offer you a song from her solo album, Out of Season, released in 2002.So, please enjoy Tom the model:

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-45637327518144188102009-02-03T23:23:00.000Z2009-02-03T23:23:01.167Z

This week I offer you a catchy song from a group I know very little about. All I know is the following:The band is called Babyshambles;In 2007, they released an album called Shotter's Nation, which I can recommend;The band's frontman is called Pete Doherty, who is or was involved with Kate Moss, a noted supermodel and drug addict.Without further information, it is my pleasure to present you Deft

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-66005735150371303712009-01-31T23:39:00.001Z2009-02-19T16:38:26.931Z

A long ---but hopefully illustrative--- post on bus synchronizers, the clocks of the chaotic Colombian transportation system.Similarly as minute sellers, bus synchronizers are rather recent street characters. To better understand what they do and why they do it, it is convenient to know a bit better how public transportation works in Colombian cities.The first thing you should know is that unlike

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-82774799486145421072009-01-29T19:22:00.004Z2009-01-29T20:17:50.005Z

The other day the list of nominees to the Academy Awards was announced. As usual, I haven't seen most of the nominated films; I expect to work on that in the forthcoming weekends. Nevertheless, I have seen two of the nominated films, and I would like to use this brief post to recommend them to you.First, please do see Woody Allen's Vicky Cristina Barcelona. It's a good movie, with interesting

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-36921130058518881672009-01-28T17:00:00.004Z2009-02-02T23:15:21.466Z

I never endorsed that habit of labeling music. I find it annoying to think of music as some sort of genealogical tree. It's simply too rough to attempt at classifying sounds and what they convey with fancy adjectives. That said, labels are sometimes useful as there are no better words to describe groups or songs. In that respect, looking at the music blogs I follow it turns out that most of them

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-91233272342090776932009-01-26T17:20:00.010Z2009-01-26T22:00:18.419Z

Pretty much as they say that 'God moves in mysterious ways' one could perfectly say that 'stupidity comes in mysterious ways'. To support this claim, let me comment on a recent report I found in an online newspaper.This is, essentially, a weird consequence of the 'Obamania' that nowadays makes the world happy and that sooner than later will disappoint us. According to this report, Barack Obama

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-27665961874264510802009-01-20T01:25:00.000Z2009-01-20T01:56:13.714Z

A Camp is some sort of side project of The Cardigans vocalist Nina Persson. They have a 2001 self-titled album (which I recommend), and this year they're releasing their second one, called Colonia. Overall, I find A Camp's music highly enjoyable.The suggestion for this week is Chinatown, a song extracted from Colonia. Enjoy:

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-24265663895676898812009-01-15T02:40:00.012Z2009-01-16T19:49:57.302Z

If you look at the World Database of Happiness, created by Dr Ruut Veenhoven, you will be surprised to find out that at the top of the ranking by nations, along with three very serious countries (Iceland, Denmark, Switzerland) there is Colombia. In fact, to the question "How much people enjoy their life-as-a-whole on scale 0 to 10" one finds:Iceland 8,5Denmark 8,4Colombia 8,1Switzerland 8,1

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-20560821833104046712009-01-14T00:56:00.013Z2009-01-15T02:38:34.237Z

A recurring thought while in Colombia is that I should try to cherish all kinds of memories on things that for some reason are not available in Italy. I refer to the food, people and situations that one would most likely miss when abroad. Some of that is quite unique, and even funny, if you look at that from a first-world perspective. Here I begin with a short series of installments on different

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-52456246603330767322009-01-12T00:28:00.003Z2009-01-12T01:48:16.866Z

The suggestion for this week is All Night Long, a rather unknown song from The Verve. It appears in one of their recent singles, namely Rather Be. I like this song very much, and it's quite good to be kinda hidden inside a single release.Since I have detected that ---for different reasons--- some of you can't access YouTube certain videos, starting from this catchy song I am offering only the

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-46809580449091180782009-01-06T21:27:00.005Z2009-01-06T21:48:27.541Z

As in most parts of the world, controversy topics in Colombia are largely irrelevant. The latest one concerns the cartoon below, which appeared January 2, this year:The cartoon (taken from http://www.grimmy.com) was written by a guy called Mike Peters, who is supposed to be popular in the US and publishes his cartoon in over 600 newspapers. I didn't know him until today. The Colombian Federation

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-32513275033227991552009-01-06T00:15:00.004Z2009-01-06T14:21:20.276Z

The suggested song for the first week of 2009 comes from one of the best albums of 2008, Elbow's The Seldom Seen Kid (on which I briefly commented here). More than catchy, this song is truly beautiful. Please enjoy a live version of One Day Like This: Happy 2009 to everyone!

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-15200940055695781912008-12-27T16:13:00.014Z2008-12-30T14:41:33.965Z

On bizarre plastic surgeries and surreal tans. The other day I went through a nose surgery, aimed at correcting the deviation of some cartilage inside my nose. As such, it was a functional surgery (intended for physiologic defects) rather than an aesthetic one (intended for self-esteem defects). In about two weeks I should be able to breath and sleep better, and my performance when practicing

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-66208578986892822052008-12-25T18:14:00.004Z2008-12-25T19:16:17.887Z

This week I am proposing to you a song by Aterciopelados ("the Velvety Ones"), one of the few decent Colombian bands. (Click here for their official blog, in English.) Indeed, most Colombian artists and groups produce terrible music. Sadly, some of that crap gets recorded and released abroad. Even worse, some of that crap gets popular. Very popular. Indeed, this is how one hears everywhere catchy

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-89769301818701402902008-12-20T00:25:00.003Z2008-12-20T00:39:52.806Z

The catchy song for this week is one of the most surprising things I have discovered lately. This time I am recommending a song from The Fireman, an experimental band formed by Paul McCartney and producer Youth. This year they released Electric Arguments, a terrific album which I warmly recommend.One of the the catchiest songs in that album is Sing the Changes. See below for the video. I would

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-49702463646363713292008-12-17T19:24:00.000Z2008-12-17T20:10:07.104Z

Tomorrow I will be flying back home, to Cali Colombia. I need to recharge my energies for my last year here in Italy, in which I am supposed to finish my PhD.There is a number of things I will do there. They include: complaining about the warm weather, tasting real fruits (flavors that people in Europe can't even dream about), risking my life in the public transportation system, visiting old

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-19412067540414734622008-12-13T21:52:00.002Z2009-02-02T23:23:12.298Z

On how (almost) no one can pronounce properly my name.During a very long time I was under the illusion that my name was very simple to learn and memorize. In Spanish, apart from being very common, Jorge is a short, easy-to-remember name. (In fact, it is perhaps too short.) It is easy to pronounce too. It turns out that this is not the case for, apparently, a significant amount of people in the

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-41491228675011447452008-12-09T19:51:00.009Z2008-12-12T17:58:07.111Z

Sometimes our present seems to suck so much that we appeal to memories from the past to try to feel better. Going to the past can be satisfying indeed. I think the trick is to use nostalgia carefully, in small amounts, so not to lose perspective. As an excercise with the past, during the last week I have analyzed U2's first album, 1980's Boy. I have to admit that I was reluctant at the beginning

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-88856597631420312342008-12-09T18:23:00.007Z2008-12-09T19:36:52.248Z

Recently I have decided not to bring my laptop to work. Apart from increasing my levels of concentration significantly, this has prevented me from reacting quickly to Internet-related events. So no email, no RSS reader, no chat, no sports news in the spare time. Today, when looking at the web after hours of no Internet, I was extremely surprised to know that Real Madrid coach Bernd Schuster was

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-75452912550449798882008-12-08T10:41:00.000Z2008-12-08T17:33:56.964Z

The Visitor (IMDB) is a 2007 independent movie that I warmly recommend. It tells the story of Walter, a university professor who feels unsatisfied with his life: he's a widower, frustrated piano learner, lame teacher, and hasn't done any proper research work in years.In a trip Walter makes to New York ---to present a conference paper he coauthored but didn't write--- he confronts himself through

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-27946601939450924252008-12-05T19:52:00.018Z2008-12-07T09:24:42.189Z

On how one of the longest chains of absurdity arrived to an end. A happy one, I guess. In this special installment of 'capsules of absurdity' I describe the story of how of I didn't travel to present a paper to the US. It is a bit long capsule, so please bear with me.Earlier this year I coauthored a paper in an important conference in my research domain: LICS (Logic in Computer Science). The

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-17892404967623891952008-12-03T17:53:00.004Z2008-12-03T18:34:31.023Z

A shameless initiative to draw your attention on this blog!I have an advisory committee for this blog, which every once in a while gives suggestions and feedback on it. Recently, they have expressed their concern on the boring posts I've written; according to them, this has caused a sustained decrease on the number of visits. As a consequence, the incomes I get every month have also gone down (

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-47227434978063427282008-11-28T08:41:00.006Z2008-11-29T21:49:57.061Z

Some months ago some friends and I went to a Brasilian rodizio here in Bologna. One my friends was quite intrigued about the decoration of the place, which was indeed unusual for the Italian standards: the restaurant itself was huge, with a water fountain in the middle, and a randomly chosen set of huge, excessively colorful paintings. Everything was bigger, brighter, fuller than the average;

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-31904426133934472602008-11-18T19:58:00.005Z2008-11-18T20:36:54.027Z

It's been a while since I don't write about music. Here's a quick post on two terrific albums you should definitely hear. Along with this album, they are among the best of 2008, without a doubt.The first one is The Verve's Forth. It is simply splendid to see The Verve back again doing great songs. I have found many people who don't know much about them apart from the everlasting Bitter Sweet

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-26097240391950327752008-11-08T23:01:00.004Z2008-11-09T10:07:55.730Z

Imagine yourself, lost in the middle of nowhere, with a flight to catch and with an incompetent French bus driver that doesn't know how to take you to the airport. In this post I offer you une capsule d'absurdité. As I mentioned at the end of this capsule, here I will describe some events related to a strike day in Paris.Strikes (grèves in French, scioperi in Italian, huelgas in Spanish) seem to

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-33874837276083818682008-11-05T12:23:00.015Z2008-11-06T11:04:18.835Z

(Image taken from CNN.com)The sun is shining today. Both metaphorically and literally. Indeed, after a few Copenhagen-like days, today the sun has returned to Bologna. The day is really splendid. There a few clouds, of course, but the fact that you can see some different perspectives can inspire you, and perhaps make your day. Also metaphorically the sun is shining today, after Barack Husein's

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-2683584337975558872008-10-31T19:43:00.005Z2008-11-01T07:07:47.940Z

This post is tangentially related to the forthcoming US elections. I could have written a proper post on how I find this election historical and exciting, and on how hopeful I am in an eventual Obama administration. Also, I could have cited and commented on one of the many of the polls that say that the citizens of the world would elect Barack Husein as president of the USA. I could have done

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-77201364989285112972008-10-19T00:15:00.005+01:002008-10-19T19:51:34.764+01:00

I got into Astor Piazzolla's music by mistake (or, more precisely, by serendipity). It was a Saturday afternoon after a nap, that I turned the TV on and saw a rather attractive girl hitting her violin with a stick, while the rest of a symphonic orchestra was graciously playing. The scene was rather strange, but the music rapidly captivated me. Soon after that piece, the director started to

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-91379156609273028802008-09-29T20:40:00.007+01:002008-09-30T13:33:17.829+01:00

Many of my readers and fans have asked me to write something concerning Alitalia and its recent crisis. So here's the second installment of 'capsules of absurdity', the successful series started here.As most Italian public services, the circumstances of Alitalia are full of absurd events and developments, not only in the relation with the customer but in the very essence of its life as a company.

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735785565254277598.post-40948147471281920412008-09-14T14:06:00.009+01:002008-09-15T17:28:49.448+01:00

I have always thought that one of the most striking aspects of a poor country like Colombia a foreign visitor could easily appreciate is the fact that social differences are extremely evident. You can see it in the transportation means. You can see it in the people that lives in flat places with all proper public services (clean water, electricity) and in the ones that have to live in risky hills

Jorgenoreply@blogger.com0