Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Technology Through The Ages: The Light Bulb to the Television

 Yes, I know that I haven't been doing very good on the whole "three posts a week thing." In my defense, I had to do extensive research for this post to keep it accurate, and that took about a week. I also had school, and we just got back from a family vacation and I had forgotten to post this before we left, so I had it done in time, I just didn't get it posted. My apologies for making you wait.
 
Okay, so you're ten yeas old and you have a laptop, iPod, Facebook, and a Blackberry........................

Dude, when I was your age I had one thing to play with

It was called, "OUTSIDE".

The actual definition of technology is:

  • The application of scientific knowledge for practical purposes, esp. in industry: "computer technology"; "recycling technologies".
  • Machinery and equipment developed from such scientific knowledge.
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    You will notice that I underlined the second statement. Perhaps you have derived or assumed from such a bold display that this is the aspect of the definition that I wish to place the most emphasis on. If you have assumed this, you are indeed correct.
    In other words, I'm going to write more about the second definition than I do about the first.  

    If I really wanted to go in deep on this, I could write a timeline of important inventions since the beginning of time, however I don't want to still be writing this post next month. Let's just cover some of the more recent technological advances, with a specific focus on technology that has majorly affected the American home-life.

    I would suppose the best place to begin from here would be with the light bulb.

    Believe it or not, Edison did not invent the first actual light bulb. There were at least twenty inventors before him who all created some form of electrical light or a similar device.
    In 1802, Humphry Davy created the first incandescent light by passing the current through a thin strip of platinum. It was not bright enough nor did it last long enough to be practical, but it was the precedent behind the efforts of scores of experimenters over the next 75 years.
    During the majority of the 19th century, other inventors would use various combinations of material to create lights, and several of these creations were even patented.
    In addressing the question of who actually invented the incandescent lamp, there is a list of  22 inventors of incandescent lamps prior to Joseph Swan (Who managed to create a working light a year before Edison, sadly it had a very short lifetime) and Edison. They conclude that Edison's version was able to outstrip the others because of a combination of three factors: an effective incandescent material, a higher vacuum than others were able to achieve and a high resistance that made power distribution from a centralized source economically viable.

    The next invention is going to be the telegraph, followed by his twin the telephone. What were their parents thinking when they named them?  

    The first form of telegraph, known as semaphore lines, or semaphore telegraphs date back to 1792 when they were invented by Claude Chappe. Semaphore lines were the mother of the telegraph. They were far faster than the current (for the year) methods of long distance postal services, but they were also expensive and less private than the  telegraph lines which would eventually replace them. Semaphore lines were optical, employing the use of light beacons and sometimes smoke signals to send a message.
     The first telegraph used for regular communication was the electromagnetic telegraph in 1833, built by Carl Friedrich Gauss and Wilhelm Weber.
    However, the man in America who made the telegraph famous was Samuel Morse.  His telegraph was also electrical and sent messages in a form of clicks. The length of the click determined whether it was a dot or a dash, and a certain pattern of dots and dashes were put to the alphabet in what is known as Morse Code. However, Morse was not the one who invented the code,  instead it was his assistant, Alfred Vail. 

    And now for the telephone. I really don't know where to start here, since there are so many different inventors all creating the same thing at almost the exact same time.
    The earliest version of the telephone that I can find, however, is the tin can or lovers phone in the late 1600s. Have any of you ever strung a string between two cups or cans? That's what I'm talking about here.
    Credit for the invention of the actual electrical telephone is often disputed. Charles Bourseul, Antonio Meucci, Johann Philipp Reis, Alexander Graham Bell, and Elisha Gray, among others, have all been credited with the invention of the telephone. However, the only one of these who was able to obtain a patent for his invention was Alexander Graham Bell. He is the one most often credited for the invention of the first practical electrical telephone.
    Since the tin-can phones, the telephone has definitely come a long way. Once upon a time you had to be hooked up to wires and switch boards and the actual telephone was wall mounted and big. Very few people had them in their homes.
    These days you can't walk down the street without seeing someone holding a phone to their ear, or typing out a text message. Most phones are now wireless, and only require your being in a certain location and an acceptable battery level to work. And they aren't limited to talk and text. You can surf the web, take pictures and video, use a GPS, play games, and so much more all on that one little box.
    I wonder what Alexander Graham Bell would think if he saw the phones of today.

    I've done the light bulb, the telegraph and telephone, and even snuck in a bit about cell phones. I suppose the next thing to cover would be the radio.

    The radio was a device that transmitted sound. Simply speaking, it was a telephone without the ability to respond. You could hear noise come out of one end, but you were not able to talk to the person on the other end.
    Now, as for the inventor of the radio, that is the question. (Look up The Great Radio controversy people. No, not the song by the album by the rock band Tesla.) The actual work that led to the invention of the radio was started by Hans Christian Orsted, and continued through several other scientists.  These investigations concluded with the development of the complete theory of electromagnetism by James Clerk Maxwell.
    After this some people dabbled with wireless communication, and it is thought that the first EM (electromagnetic) transmission was performed by David Edward Hughes around 1880, however, the first actual systematic and unequivocal transmission of EM waves was done by Heinrich Rudolf Hertz and described in papers published in 1887 and 1890. Reginald A. Fessenden was the first man to send an audio signal by means of electromagnetic waves.
    Since Orsted, Maxwell, Hughes, Hertz, and Fessenden, the radio has developed. Now it is completely wireless, compact, and portable. Some radios can fit in your pocket, while others are as big as some tables.
    I would attempt to explain the components and how the radio actually works, but unfortunately I was not gifted in technology and all of that is above my learning level. I would fry my own brain just by reading about it.

    What is one thing most American homes have? (No, not the telephone, I already covered that.)
    The television, of course!

    Pretty much everything that I've covered so far all leads up to the television. The light bulb is one of the reasons why we have electricity today, the telegraph and phone both involve sending signals over a distance, and the radio involves audio. The only thing we're missing is the big picture!

    When was the television invented? Good question. Let's find out, shall we?

    Ideas leading up to the television began in the 1870s, and took off from there. But the first actual television to produce moving pictures (audio wasn't available for a few years) was made by John Baird. That is, if television is defined as the live transmission of moving images, which he first achieved privately on October 2, 1925. But strictly speaking, he had not yet achieved moving images. The scanner Baird used worked at only five images per second, which is below the threshold required to give the illusion of motion, usually defined as at least 12 images per second. By January, he had improved the scan rate to 12.5 images per second.

    Like the other inventions of its time, the television has come along way since its day of birth. These days, you don't even need a television to watch television. Many portable devices made in the late first and second decades (the only decades for this century) of the 21st century are capable of streaming or playing television shows and movies. Wonder what Baird and the other early inventors of all these devices would think of that?

    You walk down the street and I guarantee that you will see someone with a phone, computer, or other portable device. Owning them has become the norm these days.

    But once upon a time, these things didn't exist. Kids didn't come home from school, do their homework and plop down in front of a TV, or a game system. They didn't spend hours texting or IMing one another. You wanted to communicate, you wrote a letter. You wanted to see your relatives in a different state, you didn't hop on Skype, you actually went to see them.

    Yes, technology is a big help to many people. Instead of it taking weeks to speak to family far away, it now only takes seconds to get a hold of them. Instead of hearing news months after it happens, you can hear it less than five seconds later. But I wonder what the world would be like today if we didn't have this technology.

    I say this as I'm using my laptop to surf the web while writing this, and I'm listening to my iPod which is hooked up to my stereo, and have my nook hooked up charging. But really, think about it.
    What would your life be like without technology? Just a thought.

    Sunday, May 5, 2013

    Eternity

    So far, I'm not doing so good on the whole, "I'm going to post something every week thing."
    I'll just have to try harder.

    Recently I went on a trip with my friends through a local church. Our destination was the state of Kentucky to tour the Creation Museum. It was a journey that definitely strengthened my faith, and I believe that everyone at some point should tour the Museum. It's in Hebron, Kentucky which was a bit of a drive for us (10 hours) but we made a week out of it and it was worth it.

    However, this may have been a pleasure trip, but it was also a church trip and every morning and evening when we were in the hotel we had worship services. The youth leader from the trip had written all the "lessons" himself, and one thing that struck me was that he used the book of Proverbs as our morning devotionals.

    He took the date and used that corresponding chapter (EX: the 19th day of the month meant that we studied the 19th chapter of Proverbs). He told us (and this is true) that there are enough chapters in this book (31) to be able to read one every day of the month (for the most part).

    And it's true. The youth leader challenged us all on that trip to take five-ten minutes out of our day and read the Bible. It didn't have to be Proverbs. It could be any book, any chapter. Just as long as we made more of an effort to read the Good Word a little everyday, he said, it would be time well spent.

    And it is. I admit that I don't read my Bible everyday, but I do read a little each week. And its so worth it. What is ten minutes anyway? It's nothing compared to an eternity.

    What is eternity any way?

     
  • Infinite or unending time.
  • A state to which time has no application; timelessness
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    That's the definition anyway, according to Google.
     
    INFINITE. UNENDING.
     
    Eternity, then, is a fancy word describing God's love for us, his children. :)
     
    In all seriousness however, can you imagine eternity? Something that never ends?
    It's hard, isn't it?
     
    Nothing on the world today is unending, because everything is finite. Everything dies at some point. 
    Animals, plants, people. At one point or another, everything kicks the bucket.

    It's May the 5th today. So, here's Proverbs 5.



    Proverbs 5

    My son, pay attention to my wisdom,
    listen well to my words of insight.,

    that you may maintain discretion
    and your lips may preserve knowledge.

    For the lips of an adulttress drip honey,
    and her speech is smoother than oil; 

    but in the end she is bitter as gall, 
    sharp as a double edged sword.


    Her feet go down to death;
        her steps lead straight to the grave.

    She gives no thought to the way of life;
        her paths wander aimlessly, but she does not know it.

     Now then, my sons, listen to me;
        do not turn aside from what I say.
     Keep to a path far from her,
        do not go near the door of her house,
     lest you lose your honor to others
        and your dignity to one who is cruel,
     lest strangers feast on your wealth
        and your toil enrich the house of another.
     At the end of your life you will groan,
        when your flesh and body are spent.
     You will say, “How I hated discipline!
        How my heart spurned correction!
     I would not obey my teachers
        or turn my ear to my instructors.
     And I was soon in serious trouble
        in the assembly of God’s people.”
     
     
    Drink water from your own cistern,
        running water from your own well.
     Should your springs overflow in the streets,
        your streams of water in the public squares?
     Let them be yours alone,
        never to be shared with strangers.
     May your fountain be blessed,
        and may you rejoice in the wife of your youth.
     A loving doe, a graceful deer—
        may her breasts satisfy you always,
        may you ever be intoxicated with her love.
     Why, my son, be intoxicated with another man’s wife?
        Why embrace the bosom of a wayward woman?

     For your ways are in full view of the Lord,
        and he examines all your paths.
     The evil deeds of the wicked ensnare them;
        the cords of their sins hold them fast.
     For lack of discipline they will die,
        led astray by their own great folly.

     

    POP QUIZ!
     
    1) Did you read through the whole thing?
    2)Did it take long?
     
    Here's a cheat sheet.
     
    Answers:
    1) Yes!
    2) NO!
     
    The truth is, it doesn't take that long, and it isn't that hard to read. I try to read one chapter from proverbs every morning. I'm not saying that I do. I'm saying that I try. There are some days that I forget, so I double up the next day. It takes me less than ten minutes.
     
    Yes, this passage has nothing to do with eternity. But these verses do:
     
    "And the testimony is this, that God has given us eternal life, and this life is in His Son."
     
    --1 John 5:11
     
     
    "Truly, truly, I say to you, he who hears My word, and believes Him who sent Me, has eternal life, and does not come into judgment, but has passed out of death into life."
     
    --John 5:24
     
     
    "For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life."
     
    --John 3:16
     
     
    "I am the living bread that came down out of heaven; if anyone eats of this bread, he will live forever; and the bread also which I will give for the life of the world is My flesh."
     
    --John 6:51
     
     
    "And we know that the Son of God has come, and has given us understanding so that we may know Him who is true; and we are in Him who is true, in His Son Jesus Christ. This is the true God and eternal life."
     
    --1 John 5:20
     
     
    So let me ask you one more question.
     
    What's five-ten minutes compared to an eternity?
     

     
     
     
     
     





     

    Wednesday, April 24, 2013

    Plans

     Plans. That's a big word. By now most of my friends know where they are going to go, what they are going to do, how they are going to pay for college. They have their lives planned. They ask me where I'm going and all I can say is, "Dude, I don't know."

    Me? My current plan is to apply for as many scholarships as I qualify for. And get my drivers license. And get a part-time job while finishing high school. That's about it for now. I'll figure out where I go from there.

    I'm scared. I freely admit that I'm scared, that I'm terrified even. In a little over a year I'll be a college student, living on my own. I'll be working, studying, and trying to maintain a social life. It's going to be a change, one that, while I may look forward to, I still regard with apprehension.

    I am a little bit excited as well. I've been waiting or years to finally finish my education and make my way into the world. But while I want to grow up and do all these things, I wish I could go back to when my biggest worry was whether or not I had done my chores or asking what was for dinner.

    These days, I worry a lot. I worry about money, about getting my drivers license, and about college. I'm constantly looking at the date and wondering about the scholarship applications that I've turned in, or the ones that I plan to turn in in the near future.

    That's the one thing I'm not worried about, where I'm going that is. I don't worry about that part. I just worry over how I'm going to get there. But where I'm going, to me, doesn't really matter.

    "For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord, "Plans to prosper and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

    Jeremiah 29:11    

     I worry and I plan for the future, but ultimately it's not up to me. God's got a purpose and a plan for this soul, and while I may be impatient He will reveal it in His own time, when it is time for me to know it. So while I may worry anyway, in truth, I don't need to and I shouldn't worry at all. God's taking care of me. Because God has a plan for all of us. We just have to listen.

    Monday, April 22, 2013

    Goodbyes

    Up until this weekend I didn't truly know or understand how sad goodbyes could be.

    For as long as I can remember, and as long as I have been at my church (which has been for as long as I can remember) the same people have always been there. I live in a small town, and as a rule my church is also small. On a good Sunday we average about a hundred in attendance for the sermon.
    The people who're in my church have been going for years, and all of their children (myself included) have grown up together. One word that sums up all of us when we are together is family (insanity can also be used at times, but family fits better).

    This year we have had to lose part of our family, our youth leader and her family, the senior high teachers, and a family that has played a big part in the youth since they started attending.

    Every year in late spring/early summer our entire youth group has what we call our 'retreat'. One weekend we go away to a nearby wildlife reserve which allows us use of their two community buildings/cabins. We enjoy fellowship, worship, and each others company while learning even more about our God. We arrive on Friday evening, have dinner and a lesson, before having free time the rest of the night. Saturday is always the busiest and the most fun before going home on Sunday.

    The cardinal rule of Saturday night is that there will be tears. The entire day we have been having lessons, and games that are our own version of Survivor/The Amazing Race. Then we have entertainment provided by either the leaders or the senior high. This year, because it was our leaders last year we decided to go out with a bang. The six senior high present (myself included) got together with the man who always does our worship music and compiled a performance of "Amazing Grace (My Chains Are Gone)". 

    But we weren't just singing or playing music to it. Well, we were but not in the original tune. We hand rewritten it to the tunes of "Sweet Home in Alabama", "Jail House Rock", "Purple Rain", "Barbra Anne", "Great Balls of Fire" and "Friends in Low Places". To add to the comedy, we dressed up as the singer whose song we were preforming. I will never forget the sight of one of my best friends attempting to pull off Elvis Presley. Although, he did a pretty good job.

     In that thirty minutes, we laughed more than we had laughed all weekend. Which was good that we got to be happy for that time, because the tears were coming.

    The adults gave out gifts to each other, and the entire youth presented our leaders with a wall hanging that had a verse on the front, and on the back we had stapled a piece of paper on which was written personal messages from all of us. The tissues had to come out at this point. We all needed them.

    And we continued to use them throughout the night, as we all sang and worshipped together as a group one last time. It was one of the saddest moments of my very short life. Later, while the junior high had free time, senior high said our own goodbyes to the adults and teenagers who were leaving.
    These are the people we grew up with, who watched us grow. They have seen us at our best and our worst, and been there when we needed them for anything. Saying goodbye to them was hard.
    I don't think I've cried so much in my entire life as I did that night. I'm crying now, writing this and remembering.

    Saying goodbye was sad, but it was also slightly happy. The best of times and the worst. Because we aren't saying goodbye to our brothers and sisters forever. We'll see them again someday, in this life or the next. This isn't the end, our goodbyes to each other aren't, "Forever goodbyes" they're, "I'll see you soon goodbyes". For us, this isn't it. It's the end of the chapter, but not the book. The end of an age, but not the world. I could use so many analogies here to try to explain, but I think those are sufficient.

    As we stood there on that last morning preparing to load into the vans, we all knew that we were different. That this weekend had changed us more then the others, and that after this our lives would never be the same. And truly, they won't. We had said enough goodbyes the night before, we had spoken what was in our hearts. We had cried all our tears. So that morning there were no goodbyes.
    just, "We'll meet again." 




    New Years Resolutions

    Today I got on my mothers blog to check on ingredients for a recipe I wanted to make when I realized something, I haven't logged on to or wrote on my blog for a while now.


    The fact that I'm not writing is a pretty pathetic fact for someone who's going to major in journalism.

    So, I've decided that today marks a new year for my blog. I've posted the occasional thing, book reviews, recipes, devotionals, etc.  My blogs new year resolution is to post at least three things a week. Some of it might be structured, some of it might be random. But I'm going to attempt to write at least three things a week to post.

    It might be an article on how the day was, what I did and saw. Perhaps it will be a review. Or I might even post some of my own works. Who knows?

    Here goes nothing.