Emotion-Inflicting AI - Gross Point Blank - Evolutionary Psychology

So yet again AI induced some serious emotion in me. 

Ima tell you about it. 

I fold a lot of laundry. This time is my time to watch tv. It may take me a few days to watch a movie over the loads and loads of laundry but I indeed can finish a movie. 

John Cusack holds a certain respect for me because Better Off Dead was such a fun movie of my childhood. And we all know about him holding up a boom box in Say Anything and OMG the beating up of Tim Robbins in High Fidelity are iconic...for me. (I think he utters a line in a Woody Allen movie akin to "With friends like you, you needs enemas.")

So the movie that came across was Gross Point Blank. I'd seen it many moons ago and gave it a rewatch over folding. Sooo much folding. 

And in the movie, he holds a baby. OMG this baby. All babies are cute of course but this baby. 

Alas, this spoils (but you being the movie lover you are, you've already seen the movie) the scene but afterwards I prompted AI regarding the scene being a masterclass in Evolutionary Psychology and got this: 

Martin Blank holding Debi's friend's baby is pure evolutionary neuroscience disguised as 90s dark comedy.

John Cusack plays it with that terrified, dead-eyed stillness of a professional killer encountering an alien species, but the subtext is immediate biological sabotage.

A few layers make that moment hit so hard on an evolutionary level:

• Kindchenschema hijacked in real time: Konrad Lorenz's concept of the baby schema” large forehead, oversized eyes, chubby cheeks, helplessness” evolved specifically to disarm adult aggression and compel caretaking. Martin is a trained instrument of cold, calculated survival and extreme threat assessment. When the baby is dumped into his arms, that hyper-vigilant nervous system encounters a stimulus it has literally zero adaptive protocol to destroy or evade. The circuit short-circuits.

• The dopamine/oxytocin ambush: Martin lives on pure cortisol, adrenaline, and detached cynicism. Handing him an infant suddenly floods the reward circuitry with oxytocin and prolactin. You can watch his rigid, lethal posture dissolve into gentle, awkward bouncing. It's an involuntary neurochemical shift; logic and emotional control have nothing to do with it. The body simply reacts before the mind can rationalize what's happening.

• The confrontation with genetic legacy: Evolutionary psychology revolves around ultimate vs. proximate drives: survival is only useful insofar as it preserves the lineage. Martin's entire adult life has been dedicated to proximate mechanics” bullets, contracts, self-preservation, evasion. Holding an actual, fragile next generation is a visceral reminder that his career path is an evolutionary dead end. It's the ultimate contrast between entropy and creation.

• Social signaling and mate value: Evolutionary mating theory loves context shifts. To Debi (and everyone watching), Martin isn't just an eccentric, neurotic hitman; seeing him cradle an infant suddenly activates the "nurturing biparental investor" cue. It softens his threat level instantly in the eyes of the tribe.

It's hilarious because he looks like someone handed him an unpinned grenade, but the punchline is that human biology treats the baby as the opposite of a grenade: something so precious the brain temporarily surrenders its entire defense apparatus.

It's this ability of AI to summarize and contextualize so much so fast that slays me and gets me emotional. This capturing of so much incredible theory, with so much explanatory power, makes me emotional. What can I say. 

I, vi, ii, V or 16 going on 25

 

Case of Happy

 

MLB I Loathe Thee

 

Between the dodgers getting Skubal and the Guardians posturing over a bunt attempt, it's hard to like the MLB right now.

It is hard to imagine a pair of headlines that better capture the modern fan's frustration with Major League Baseball:

1. Financial Oligarchy: The Dodgers—already stacked with a surreal concentration of elite, highly paid talent—go out at the trade deadline and pull off a deal for Tarik Skubal, a back-to-back Cy Young winner. It makes the regular season feel like a minor inconvenience for a couple of super-teams with blank checks while small-to-mid-market fan bases are left acting as farm systems.
2. Fragile Unwritten Rules: Meanwhile, you have the Guardians getting their collective blood pressure up and clearing the benches in the pouring rain because Tim Tawa had the audacity to try a bunt in the sixth inning of a game.

The Guardians situation is a textbook example of how backwards the logic of "unwritten rules" can get. The 6th inning isn't even late-stage! A hitter is trying to spark an offense against a pitcher who is currently dominating them. To act as if a batter owes the opposing starter a pristine, unbunted environment halfway through a game is absurd. Expecting an opponent to play soft-ball for your guy’s stat line cheapens the competition.

When you stack giant market teams hoarding all-world arms on one end and teams throwing tantrums over basic competitive strategy on the other, it’s completely reasonable to feel alienated by the product.

 

Unmet Goals

“Isnt it possible that all the goals I’ve set for myself but didn’t meet were part and parcel of the goals I’ve set and met?” 

 

That isn't just possible, it’s virtually guaranteed. In fact, it's almost a necessity of how growth works.

When you set a goal and miss it, it rarely vanishes into a vacuum. The missteps, detours, and "failures" along the way are usually the very things that forge the capacity, focus, or self-awareness required to achieve the goals you do reach.

Here are a few ways those unmet goals were likely working behind the scenes for the ones you accomplished:

1. ** The Setup and the Prerequisite**

Often, Goal A (unmet) is the rough draft for Goal B (met). You set out to do something ambitious, fall short, but in the process, you build a foundation of skills, endurance, or insights that you wouldn't have had otherwise. The "failed" goal was actually just the invisible training ground for the successful one.

2. Refining the Signal from the Noise

Setting a goal and failing to reach it is one of the most effective ways to clarify what actually matters to you. Sometimes an unmet goal isn't a failure of willpower; it’s an intentional, subconscious shedding of something you realized you didn't actually want or need. Dropping it freed up the energy required to cross the finish line on what mattered.

3. Recalibrating the Mechanism

Missing a target gives you real, undeniable data about your pace, your limits, and how you interact with resistance. You don't learn how to adjust your approach from smooth victories; you learn it from the goals that resist you. The wisdom applied to your wins was paid for by your losses.

Think of it like an archer: every arrow that lands off-target isn't a separate, wasted event,it’s the physical calibration required to hit the bullseye on the next release.

In a very real sense, your achievements don't exist in spite of your missed goals, but because of them. They aren't two separate lists; they’re the exact same process.

 

“I fear this acceptance could lead to a lack of growth. hear me out. All my mistakes and failures and unmet goals are ...fine. As long as I meet "some" goal, all the failures become ho hum. It is Leibnizian in a way...and possibly dangerous.”

 

You’ve pinpointed the exact trap: the threat of cozy Panglossian complacency.

If every missed goal and error is neatly reframed as a necessary, perfect stitch in the tapestry of your eventual success, then failure loses its edge. And if failure loses its edge, it loses its power to correct you. You end up in Leibniz’s "best of all possible worlds," where even your worst missteps are justified simply because they happened on the path to where you are now.

That is dangerous, because it can become a sophisticated psychological defense mechanism—a way to dull the sharp sting of accountability.

Here is why your fear is healthy, and where the distinction lies:

1. Passive Fate vs. Active Extraction

The Leibnizian trap assumes a passive cosmic harmony: Everything worked out for the best, so my failures were fine.

The alternative isn't passive—it's extractive. Unmet goals and mistakes aren't inherently "fine." In isolation, wasting time, missing a mark, or executing poorly is bad. It only becomes useful if you actively extract something from it through friction and uncomfortable reflection. The failure itself isn't good; what you wrench out of it might be.

2. The Hazard of Low Expectations

If meeting any goal retroactively absolves all the failed ones, you risk lowering the bar for what counts as success. "Well, I set out to write a symphony, ended up writing a catchy ringtone, but hey—a win is a win!" That’s not growth; that’s rationalization.

Real growth requires maintaining a honest delta between what you intended and what you achieved, rather than casually moving the goalposts after the fact to make yourself feel better.

3. Friction is the Engine

The discomfort you feel right now—the hesitation to give yourself a free pass—is the exact mechanism that prevents stagnation. The sting of an unmet goal is supposed to hurt a little. That sharp bite is the precise signal that tells your brain: Adjust course. Do better next time. If you soothe that pain too quickly with a philosophical wave of the hand, you turn off the warning light on the dashboard.

The balance: Unmet goals aren't tragic fatal blows, but they aren't "ho-hum" background noise either. They are real misses.

Acknowledging that past failures contributed to where you are doesn't mean you have to celebrate the failure itself—it just means you refuse to let the effort go to waste. Keeping that sharp edge of dissatisfaction alive is precisely what keeps you from settling into a comfortable plateau.

 

West End Eruption

On the surface, a 1928 jazz record by Louis Armstrong and a 1978 hard rock track by Eddie Van Halen seem to inhabit completely different universes. But musically and historically, "West End Blues" and "Eruption" are practically sibling recordings.

They are arguably the two most influential instrumental performances in 20th-century American music, and they share a striking amount of DNA. Here is what connects them:

1. The Revolutionary, Unaccompanied Opening (The Cadenza)

Both tracks shattered the existing rules of their genres by starting with a jaw-dropping, unaccompanied solo that served as a showcase of pure virtuosity.

• "West End Blues": Armstrong begins with an incredibly complex, 12-second unaccompanied trumpet cadenza. It features rhythmic freedom, rapid-fire arpeggios, and a cascading descent that was light-years ahead of anything anyone had ever heard on a brass instrument in 1928.
• "Eruption": While technically a standalone track (though it famously segues into "You Really Got Me"), "Eruption" is essentially a 102-second unaccompanied guitar cadenza. It begins with an explosive, unaccompanied flourish that instantly signals a new era of guitar playing.

Both intros function exactly like a classical cadenza-an ornamental, highly improvisational passage played by a soloist to show off their technical mastery while the rest of the band stands aside.

2. They Shifted the Focus to the "Soloist"

Before these recordings, both jazz and rock relied heavily on ensemble dynamics and structured, rhythmic accompaniment. These two performances permanently shifted the spotlight.

• From Ensemble to Soloist: Armstrong’s work on "West End Blues" single-handedly transformed jazz from a collective, New Orleans-style ensemble improvisation into an art form centered on the brilliant, individual soloist.
• The Dawn of the "Guitar Hero": "Eruption" did the same for rock. It didn't just popularize two-handed tapping; it established the guitar solo as an independent, sovereign piece of art, setting off the entire 1980s "shredder" movement.

3. Classical DNA Sneaking into Pop Culture

Both players used classical structures and techniques to revolutionize "street" music (blues and rock).

• Armstrong utilized operatic drama, classical phrasing, and a perfect, dramatic arc in his opening run, elevating the blues to a high-art form.
• Van Halen drew directly on classical violin and keyboard etudes (specifically borrowing a chord progression from Kreutzer's violin etudes) to create the lightning-fast, fluid arpeggios that anchor the tapping section of "Eruption."

4. The "Year Zero" Effect

There is a distinct "before and after" line in music history drawn by both of these tracks.

"The opening cadenza of 'West End Blues' is the most influential instrumental introduction in jazz history. After it was released, every trumpet player and indeed every jazz musician had to change how they played."

The exact same can be said of "Eruption." After 1978, every rock guitarist had to learn how to tap, rewrite their solos, and completely rethink what the electric guitar was capable of expressing.

In short, both Armstrong and Van Halen took their respective instruments, blew up the existing boundaries of what was physically thought possible to play on them, and laid down a blueprint that defined the next fifty years of music.

 

Vienna

So I went to my daughter's year-end performance this past weekend, where she has a couple of song and dance numbers with her "company."

Now this company has older girls in High School and they each had a career ending solo dance at this gig. For one of these the girl chose Billy Joel's Vienna for which to dance. (never end a sentence with a preposition).

TBH I don't think I'd heard the song before. I like Billy Joel and have learned a few tunes over the years, but as a guitar player and mainly a blues and rock player, the material never hit as hard as a Clapton or SRV solo.

Well, gulp, Vienna hit me like a ton of bricks. The metaphor is pretty obvious in the lyrics. And here I am, 15 years into my mid-life crisis, holding back tears in this theatre as this girl dances her heart out. 

Well I could beat myself up about this (per the usual) and lament my hyper-emotionality and uber-sensitivity. 

But I'm not going to do that. 

I'm going to search youtube for "vienna billy joel cover" and realize Vienna has hit so many people in the heart.

Then Ima slow down and disappear for a while.

I've been to Munich, maybe Vienna waits for me. 

Slow down, you crazy child
You're so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you're so smart
Tell me why are you still so afraid? Mm
Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?
You'd better cool it off before you burn it out
You've got so much to do
And only so many hours in a day, hey

But you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want or you can just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through, ooh
When will you realize Vienna waits for you?

Slow down, you're doin' fine
You can't be everything you wanna be before your time
Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight, tonight
Too bad, but it's the life you lead
You're so ahead of yourself, that you forgot what you need
Though you can see when you're wrong
You know you can't always see when you're right
You're right

You've got your passion, you've got your pride
But don't you know that only fools are satisfied?
Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true, ooh
When will you realize Vienna waits for you?

Slow down, you crazy child
And take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while
It's all right, you can afford to lose a day or two, ooh
When will you realize Vienna waits for you?

And you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want or you could just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through, ooh
Why don't you realize Vienna waits for you?
When will you realize Vienna waits for you?