The Naturalist and the Seven Microatmosphere Disparity, or Carbon Dioxide Loves to Swim

Humans are naturalists by nature. We like to use our wonderful, color sensing eyes to peer through the leaves into the netherworld beyond to better understand how our world works. We’ve hacked the leaves back quite a bit now but the instinct remains with us.

Photo Credit: Richard Garcia

Photo Credit: Richard Garcia

Carbon dioxide has a nearly magical affinity for water. In the atmosphere it is known as a “well mixed” gas and this proclivity seems to hold for water as well. It doesn’t just turn into carbonic acid in a slower chemical reaction. This is only about 1% of dissolved  CO2 at equilibrium. A far greater proportion likes to just dive in and take a swim as molecular CO2. While it is swimming around it becomes available for all sorts of slower chemical reactions including uptake by plankton.

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Alerted by something the naturalist pauses, the leaves are parted in a different way.

The weight of the atmosphere exerts pressure. At sea level we have defined this pressure as one atmosphere. Reasonable enough. The pressure is further divided into the pressures of the individual component gasses. These are “partial” pressures and we have all sorts of laws and equations governing the behavior of these partial pressures in the air and in water depending temperature, pressure, pH, the phase of the moon, etc. What a regular guy like Henry was doing writing the prominent law in this field I have no idea, but I suspect he may have been a naturalist. Most of the bean counting equations have names like: the Krichevsky-Kasarnovsky Equation. (wince)

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The bottom line here is that because Carbon dioxide likes to swim so much it reaches equilibrium with water very quickly at whatever level the lawyers decree.

Something rustles in the debris behind the parted leaves, danger? Dinner? An omen?

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Whether from scientific interest or some maritime mandate ships have been measuring the pCO2 of seawater for quite a while and they have amassed thousands of such measurements. The consistent result is that the pCO2 in the air is seven thousandths of an atmosphere higher than the water.

This is not natural…well, it is not physical since Carbon dioxide likes to swim too much to allow this to happen. Something else must be going on and a likely something is the plankton which are also fond of swimming. We believe they oxygenated the planet’s atmosphere, why should we doubt they would pump seven micro atmospheres of CO2  from the water to the air?

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A bit About Adiabatic, (Without the Devil)

Air does basically two things; either it warms and rises , or it sinks and cools. Winds follow the pressure gradients that emerge between these regimes.

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Ironically, cold air masses are warming and rising and warm air masses are sinking and cooling, yet we perceive the cooling air mass as warm and the warming air mass as cold.

Such heating and cooling is called adiabatic. It is a wonderful 19th century word that means “without the devil”. So all this warming and cooling occurs from changes in pressure without Mephistopheles being involved.

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El Diablo remains very much in the details, of course, and even more so in the public perception that humans have influenced the position of the jet stream.

Mischief from apparent fires within the earth was very real to our forbears, watching volcanoes spew. Intolerable heat, endless repetitive work, cacophony. What better repository for sinners? And now we will raise Hades to earth with our carbonic sins?

But there is nothing diabolical about the jet stream. It is adiabatic.

 

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Wild Idea #6743: Possible Impact Signatures in Seafloor Isochrons

Who knows from what depths the well of ideas flows? For me it is often during the liberation of rote manual work that frees some bandwidth while still requiring a minimal level of focus and blood flow to the brain. Yet another aspect to what I call Manual Prayer.

Anyway, I’ve been puzzling over some very strange features in the arcane world of seafloor isochrons. These have been addressed in posts Charybdis and the Oldest Ocean Floor on Earth and Great Mysteries of Nature Nobody Seems to be Thinking About.

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I call that circular feature in the Ionian Sea Charybdis. The isochrons increase in age towards the center in an omega pattern along a transform fault until the very center where there is a completely circular 270 million year old isochron.

We have this very nice notion of plate tectonics where magma emerges at linear spreading centers and spreads outward in both directions leaving us stripes of magnet alignment as the poles have reversed through time. These stripes march dutifully across the ocean basins where the oldest descend into trenches at continental margins or island arcs to be recycled into the mantle.

How then do we account for closed geometric features whose stripes become older toward the center? It is tempting to think of some sort of fragmentary spreading center or hot spot emerging and spreading out, but nothing we see today seems to behave that way with the possible exception of the Ring Around Antarctica on an enormous scale. We see evidence of hotspots and seamounts all over the ocean basins, including Hawaii, but none of them shows any tendency to spread out into a closed pattern.

So what about impacts? Charybdis sure looks like one all right, but why would circular magnetic stripes and isochrons emerge? Well, the wild idea is that it is not really surprising. Magma emerges at weaknesses and any hole punched in the oceanic crust will be a weakness. Magma might solidify first in the center and spread out to effectively “patch” the hole.

The center of Charybdis is the oldest ocean floor on earth we know of and it has a friend of similar age over by Lebanon. If these are impact signatures, the isochrons date them before the Permian Extinction.

Note how both features are adjacent to important transform fault systems. Let’s head for Club Med and an impact we are pretty sure of.

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The purple isochrons north of the impact are a hundred million years older than the impact wat done in de dinos, but they constrain the damage and show some deformation. Note the relationship to the transform system. It is also not surprising that an impact might cause a crack, but the seafloor “patch” in the crack, including the circular feature follows the normal pattern, opposite of Charybdis and the Pacific Triangle, with the youngest very recent ocean floor in the center and older floor approaching the age of the impact left and right.

And then the Pacific Triangle.

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Now THATS a patch! The center of the triangle would place the impact at about 175 million years ago, a time in the Jurassic so unremarkable that it is difficult to even find a continental reconstruction for the period. The dinosaurs seemingly could not have cared less and thrived in great weather for the next 110 million years. It was generally the time that Pangaea began breaking up and there was a bit of glaciation…

Just goes to show how little we really know. Back to prayer and future wild ideas.

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Why Die?

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DNA (Photo credit: Josh*m)

A very good question, and one that will be added to the “Great Mysteries of Nature Nobody Seems to be Thinking About” post.

The oldest living things we know of are the gnarly bristlecones that have a couple three millennia behind them, but even they succumb.

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Why? Why not just go on living forever?

The answer may be the nature of the light that sustains us. The same photons that provide the energy for photosynthesis and presumably the random aggregations of chemicals that engendered life in the first place also break down complex chemicals and damage DNA.

Chaos and entropy take their toll as well. Living things can be thought of as well repaired machines. In the sense that living things are mere vehicles for DNA to reproduce itself, the vehicles become old cars whose cumulative repair costs exceed the cost of producing new ones.

Within this framework, organisms have developed very different strategies, from small, rapidly reproducing quickly colonizing “weeds” with low energy and organizational needs and short life spans; to large,  slower reproducing slower colonizing “sequoias” with large energy and organizational requirements that live a very long time.

My old truck has 650,000 miles on it and it refused to start last night. The symptoms were very strange and got me worrying about nasty electrical repairs. It even got me thinking of buying a new one. Turned out to be only corrosion at the battery connection. Is that chaos or entropy?

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Bought a Gun

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Junko II (Photo credit: chriswsn)

In a strange way I feel like a real American now. Armed to defend life, liberty, etc.; well, at least life on my side of the muzzle. Never thought I would own one. I remember as a kid playing at a family cabin with a neighbor with a pellet gun and he shot a bird, an Oregon Junko, a tiny bird and actually an extraordinary shot. I remember the bird looking at me before his eyes glazed over as if to say, “Dude, did you really need this? WTF?” It struck me as a stupid, wasteful thing to do and I pretty much hated guns after that.

Fast forward thirty-five years and my son wants a pellet gun. I remember the Junko. I say,” No.” Turns into one of the epiphinal moments that will inevitably happen between generations, between fathers and sons, where the son looks up with Junko eyes as if to say, “You’re killing something here that need not be killed.”

Fast forward another decade and a half and I’m managing a vineyard and spraying lots of Roundup. Not really liking it but spraying with a vengeance nonetheless having learned the first year the weeds would not respect the kinder, gentler approach. We are rafting the Grand Ronde river in Oregon and happen upon a group of environmental interns spraying Roundup on invasive species with their faces twisted into snarls. It struck me.

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The gun is really about the deer eating my grapevines. It’s a 30.06 with evil l00king three inch cartridges. I stalk the deer. I walk their paths, I know where they sleep, yet in the steep terrain I move with all the delicacy of a Panzer division. They know I’m there. That may be all I need. Having seen no deer I put the crosshairs on rocks, and trees. The shots echo across the canyon. I’m getting better.

If I ever shoot a deer I will dress it and eat it. Waste is evil. Nature isn’t nice.

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Manual Prayer

We pray with our hands. Not only clasped in church or other supplication, but in the everyday actions of our lives. Cooking and gardening are prayerful acts as is building or repairing things we need. Music, art….

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Hands are primate things. Perhaps our simian relatives pray that way too, but they never figured out the hydrocarbon thing. Think about it. Hydrocarbons are carbon and water. Squeeze them and give them spark and they go boom. Next thing you know there is gridlock on the LA freeways.

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For a while and then the machine goes boom and must be fixed. Or a new one made which requires more machines to be fixed.

Hydrocarbons are the slime of ancient life. Dead, rotten, yet like all life would have taken over the universe and be expanding outward at the speed of light (kind of like the universe seems to be) had no limits been placed on it. Yet limits there were…

Life has an answer, of course. Create new life!

 

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Candyassification

Admit it, the world is getting more candy assed. Gone are the tough handed men of the past who dragged canon over mountains; who sailed wooden ships into the unknown with both skin and bone in the game.

All we want now is protection. Protection from pain . Protection from suffering. Protection from risk, even protection from being a complete dumbass. Burglars who fall through skylights sue for your not having burglar proof skylights.

Can we afford all this safety? Maybe not.

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I was looking for a picture from the 1970’s, a color photo of an OSHA cowboy, but all I can find now are ridiculous line drawings. The photo above of ironworkers in Brooklyn in the 1930’s was to have been the counterpoint, but it will have to be the point.

I think we can do better for our workers than the above, but we shouldn’t entirely protect them from responsibility for managing the risk. Safety must be the responsibility of the workers as well. Will we decline as a society when everyone is entitled and protected from responsibility for their work safety, for their medical problems, for their unemployment, for their retirement?

I fear so, but anyway, the world is definitely becoming more candyassed.

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(Too Much) Fun in the Photons

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A UV radiation induced thymine-thymine cyclobutane dimer (right) is the type of DNA damage which is undone by photolyase. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Having thus far avoided grossing everyone out with pictures of my penance for past overindulgence in photons, there can be no reason to begin now. Suffice it to say the swelling is going down, my face has been spared further Thymine poison, and there is every reason to believe the Fluorouracil has done its job.

Photons are little quanta of energy emitted and absorbed by mass according to its temperature. Some really smart people will argue they don’t exist, but some nasty things for your skin come from that yellow ball in the sky that warms  during the day and goes away at night. Let’s just call them photons.

The  high energy shortwave photons are the worst. They can damage the DNA deep in your skin. Just like they penetrate deep into water to warm our oceans.

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The graphic above from Intech does not mention Thymine dimers, probably because they seem to be part of the pyrimidine cycle, but fluorouracil appears to work by causing “thymineless death” in damaged and aberrant skin cells.

The really remarkable lesson for me from Efudex treatment is how similar the effect on my skin was to sunburn. It felt like a burn, it itched, it peeled, it felt tight, it blistered. It was as if I were reliving all the sunburns of my past  as penance.

Two weeks after ending applications to my face I’m still pink and peeling. No prior sunburn ever lasted that long!

I hide in the shadows now, avoiding photons like the plague, for they have visited a plague on me, indeed.

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Passwords and GDP

English: Fingerprint

English: Fingerprint (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Passwords suck.

Be fair, how much of your life have you wasted for a lost username or password? It would be one thing if it were airline security, but mostly it is some random website you don’t give a rat’s pajamas if the whole world sees through your eyes.

It is really their problem more than yours, but I have a laptop that scans my fingerprint. Pretty much gotta be me right? Nevertheless the dumber than a box of rocks mentality requires me to enter a password after every reboot before I can scan my fingerprint?

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Oh, maybe they are worried someone will be holding a gun to my head to force me to scan my fingerprint for my WordPress password. Or my bank account, but I’m dead either way unless I elbow them in the nuts and shoot them. Entirely possible.

What is the cost to the economy? Enormous. Probably on the scale of traffic in the modern era where those truly motivated will surreptitiously text and email to get things done on the road.

I used to be appalled by the economic cost of traffic, where millions of people waste hours of their time every day. Assign minimum wage to that time and you are talking several basis points of GDP.

Now I am appalled at the economic cost of passwords.

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Subjective and Objective

Those who have studied English might call this a “watershed”. As a carpenter and mountaineer I always objected to this term as imprecise because what is really meant is ridge or divide where water flows one way or the other. It is the difference between water dripping off the front or back of your house, between the tributaries of this or that river system, and also between I and me.

Science strives to be objective, to dissociate and float above in some dreamlike state and look down and say, “Wow, this is happening to me.” The subjective take would be, “I do (or not) like what is happening.”

With a bit of a musical ear I listen to random people talk. I love the inflection, syncopation and rhythm of speech. Yet Henry Higgins rises in me. I hear young folks saying it, I hear my kids saying it, I got this email today: “Please do not hesitate to contact Drea or I directly.”

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“If you spoke as she does sir instead of the way you do, why you might be selling flowers too!”

Doggone kids just don’t seem to realize that when you are the object of a verb you are supposed to dissociate and float above in some dreamlike state, look down and say, “Me.”

On the other hand I’ve read the “Wives Tales” , Chaucer, rugged stuff memorable at this point mostly for scatological humor. “Ayhd sooner ear a horse fardt ayn the preacher…” Shakespeare and legalese are pieces of cake by comparison.

Language evolves and there is no stopping it, but water must drip from either the front or the back of your house. I worry this portends a loss of objectivity.

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