Doug ended his tri-partite session yesterday in hopes of a "summary" from me--he's not going to get it. I thought it might be fun to share with you guys, instead, the one-paragraph short story by Jorge Luis Borges which Sandy referenced today; written in the form of a literary forgery, it's called "Del rigor en la ciencia"/"Exactitude in Science," ("Rigor in Science"?) and elaborates on Lewis Carroll's idea of a map that has "the scale of a mile to the mile": "In the western Deserts, tattered Fragments of the Map are still to be found, Sheltering an occasional Beast or beggar..."

I'm smiling, thinking that this image of a map as large as the world it represents might be what the Working Group on Emergence is turning into--especially some days (like y'day morning) when we seem to be tracing again and again (w/ what alteration?) territory that we've covered before. Anyhow, here's how the map is looking, right now, from my particular perspective on the universe: