Algorithms Riven
Come Bearing Fire
Edinburgh, Scotland.
I stood in the front row of spectators at the Samhain Fire Festival. To my left was a tourist from parts unknown who had more DSLR than he could handle and absurdly used his flash on every single shot. I was glad when his battery died partway through the performance. To my right was a "fire steward", who prior to the performance warned me loudly to stay back. I asked him if I was OK standing where I was, but he took that as a challenge to his authority and he did not calm down until I said a magic British word: "Cheers." "Aye, that's the spirit!" he responded enthusiastically.
Regardless, I had a great view.
Come Bearing Fire
Edinburgh, Scotland.
I stood in the front row of spectators at the Samhain Fire Festival. To my left was a tourist from parts unknown who had more DSLR than he could handle and absurdly used his flash on every single shot. I was glad when his battery died partway through the performance. To my right was a "fire steward", who prior to the performance warned me loudly to stay back. I asked him if I was OK standing where I was, but he took that as a challenge to his authority and he did not calm down until I said a magic British word: "Cheers." "Aye, that's the spirit!" he responded enthusiastically.
Regardless, I had a great view.