Word: compassion
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...York City will sport another newspaper within two weeks. T. O. Thackrey, editor of the New York Post-Home News, has announced that he will take over the now defunct New York Star, formerly PM. Thackrey's new paper will be titled The Compass and will sell for ten cents...
...laboratory of Barnwood House Mental Hospital, on the outskirts of Gloucester, England, is a modest black contraption that looks like four storage batteries set in a square. Its only visible moving parts are four small magnets, one swinging like a compass needle over each box. Psychiatrist William Ross Ashby, who built the machine, thinks that it is the closest thing to a synthetic human brain so far designed...
...ways. His machine, which he calls a "homeostat," is different. The present model is pretty simple, but it really thinks, he says-at least in the sense that it takes action on its own, according to any change in situation affecting it. So, for that matter, does a seesaw, compass needle, or a sunflower. Dr. Ashby contends that his machine acts in a more complicated way, adjusts itself to a greater variety of circumstances. That, he holds, constitutes thinking...
...Reciprocal Curve. It was not Nadelman's academic skill that started all the talk. Right alongside of his classic nudes he was showing other figures geometrically distorted in a way that foreshadowed cubism. Describing them in his Journal, Novelist André Gide wrote that "Nadelman draws with a compass and sculpts by assembling rhomboids. He has discovered that every curve of the human body is accompanied by a reciprocal curve which opposes it and corresponds to it. The harmony which results from these balancings smacks of the theorem." Gide had put his finger on one undeniable weakness of Nadelman...
Nine days after their forced landing, the party, packing grouse which Scalise had boiled, decided to try to walk out of the bush. Stirling-Hamilton had a hand compass to keep them on their course, and they headed due south. It was slow going. They bogged down in the soggy muskeg. Farther on, in a tangle of fallen timber, they almost came to a dead stop, made only ten miles in two days...