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Spent my entire lunch break solving this brainteaser that some sadist e-mailed to me, so I thought I’d share it with you. I’ll post a solution soon.
The Three Demons Puzzle
You have been granted an audience with the three demons of time and space, who know everything about the past, present, and future, and can even read minds: Amos, Baeti, and Corpi. You are allowed to ask them only three questions, but you can direct these three questions at the demons in any configuration: so you could, for example, ask all three questions of one demon, if you wished. Obviously this gives you a great deal of power, and you could use it to learn any secret you desired, but, as always, there is a catch:
- The demons will only answer questions that can meaningfully be answered with “yes” or “no”.
Still; that’s not so bad. But it gets worse:
- One of the demons always tells the truth.
- One of the demons always lies.
- One of the demons randomly answers “yes” or “no”, regardless of the question asked.
- You do not know which demon is which.
Starting to get a bit more problematic? There’s more:
- The demons will only answer in their native tongue, saying “da” and “ja” rather than “yes” and “no”. You do not know which demon syllable (“da” and “ja”) means which answer.
The aim of the puzzle is to determine which demon tells the truth, which one lies, and which one is random.
Special Rules And Tips
Some thoughts to help you get started and to ensure you don’t accidentality cheat:
- You may only ask “yes or no” type questions. For example, you could ask Amos “Did Baeti say ‘yes’ to the last question I asked of him?” but you could not ask “What answer did Baeti give to the last question I asked of him?” Despite the fact that the latter would be expected to produce the same result as the former, the context is different: all questions must be phrased as “yes or no” type questions.
- There is no point in repeatedly asking a demon the same question in order to try to determine whether or not he is the one that answers randomly.
- If you can’t find a solution, try first removing the “you may only ask three questions” restriction. My first solution required that four questions be asked, for example, and I later refined the first two questions into a better single question, once I knew what I needed to determine before asking the next one.
Your Questions
In answer to some of the questions I’ve been asked:
- Each question is asked to exactly one demon: you can’t ask a question to multiple demons at the same time.
- The answers given by the random demon are random insofar as it is not possible for any human to determine what an answer would be in advance. However, as the demons themselves are able to see the future, each demon would theoretically know what the next answer that the random demon was going to give. However, I can’t think of a way that could possibly be useful.
Good luck! I’m not sure whether or not this is harder than the blue eyes/green eyes puzzle I posted to my blog last year. You decide.
I frequently find myself impressed with some of the more unusual things it’s possible to obtain on the internet. I was browsing the binaries newsgroups when I came across this gem of a self-help film:
A few interesting things about this film:
Just plain scary.
A little more research and I found the web site of David DeAngelo, who made the film: there’s a page to sign up for his online course in meeting women online… the page starts by promising the usual crap that you can get from any spam-ridden inbox: “how you can manipulate your online profile to inspire interest,” “how to be confident when it comes to talking on the phone,” and so on, but the thing that got my attention was the following line. It’s as much bullshit as these programmes always are, but it makes a promise I’ve not yet seen in my 12 years of net-surfing:
Inside you’ll learn… a “secret” email subject line that drives a woman crazy
with curiosity and gets her to open YOUR email first.
What do you know: women’s heads are hard-wired so that a few key words in a subject line will get them to open it, no matter who it’s from or what the context in which they receive it. Dating be damned: if this were true then I would subscribe to the program. Why?
A balanced diet, like that depicted in the pyramid, will help you stay healthy at Troma Night:
Here’s a conspiracy theory for you: Tie Rack are a decentralised, corporate-funded, international network of smugglers and drug runners. It stands to reason:
If I go missing in the near future, it’s because I’ve revealed Tie Rack’s dirty secret. You know what to do.
Here’s a fab little Flash game I just discovered: Arrow Tag. I’ve just won with a time of 14 minutes and 35 seconds. Think you can beat me?
Matt made a blog post about a TV series – A Town Called Eureka – which he’s been watching. In episode 4 (which has just been broadcast in the UK, two weeks behind the US schedule) several of the characters get together in a cramped space full of technology to watch films, once a week. Matt observes that everything in this segment of the episode just reeks of Troma Night – all that’s missing is a sponge-throwing and a Hollywood Pizza delivery to make the two identical.
I’ve put a copy of the relevent scenes online: click here to watch. You’ll need Flash Player version 8 or above and a reasonably-fast internet connection.
ON DINOSAUR ADVENTURE LAND
This is the strangest thing I’ve seen so far this week, and I’m a diggdot reader. Dinosaur Adventure Land (site navigation requires JavaScript) is a dinosaur-themed education park with all the usual things – fossils, a “back in time” ride, huge plastic dinosaurs: you get the idea – that you’d expect a theme park with it’s name to have. But there’s a twist.
Dinosaur Adventure Land is run by Kent E. Hovind. Mr.Hovind (I shan’t call him “Dr.” until he gets a real doctorate) believes the world to be less than six thousand years old. He believes this because it’s what he interprets the bible as telling him.
At his theme park, having learned about how different dinosaurs lived and hunted, he reveals to his guests that dinosaurs and humans at one point lived alongside one another. The mass extinctions evidently didn’t affect humans too badly, in his mind, but he also claims that some dinosaurs continued to live amongst us well into the 20th century. This explains, he says, occurances like bigfoot and the Loch Ness monster.
You can read Mr. Hovind’s theories for yourself, if you can’t be bothered to get his DVD (although I might – it’s uncopyrighted so perhaps I can download a copy). Here are some of my favourite crackpot theories from his mind:
He goes on to “disprove” coal formation, which is also amusing reading, but the whole thing remains kind-of alarming to me when I think about the fact that people genuinely believe this stuff.
ON MENTAL MODELS AND STAGNATION
When we are confronted by evidence that contradicts our model of the way things are, we are confused. We can amalgamate this new evidence and relieve the confusion in one of two ways. The first way, which is the most comfortable, is to assume that our existing model (what we already believe) is correct and take the extra evidence as an exception to the rule. The second way, which is harder, is to adapt the model to fit the new evidence. Which one is more correct depends upon the situation, but something that is certainly true is that it is far more difficult to retrospectively adapt a model (where your model has been hard-set by, for example, years of belief in it) than it is to adapt a model which is less-strongly held.
Let’s have a simple example: a woman has a son who, on a particular occassion, gets into trouble at school. Her mental model includes predicates like “My son is a good boy,” and so this new evidence challenges that belief. Odds are good that she will extend her model with an exception, such as “…except when he plays with [scapegoat],” or even “…except that one time.” This is probably correct, and her model is refined with this “bolt-on” extra clause. If she continues to be bombarded by evidence, she is likely to have to change her model to accomodate it, eventually changing her original ideas: “My son is not a good boy.”
Retrospectively changing ideas is very hard: the human brain doesn’t seem to feel as comfortable with it. Suppose you had firmly believed that there was a deity who cared about you and would grant you a place in it’s heaven if you lived your life in accordance with a certain set of rules and traditions. Then suppose something somehow managed to persuade you that this deity probably didn’t exist at all. Changing your mental model to something new, contradicting yourself, and saying “I have been wrong for the last 20 years,” or whatever, isn’t an easy thing to do, so people don’t like to do it.
What people will sometimes do is to maintain their model with an ever-growing string of complicated and intertwined exceptions, making themselves into an apologetic for their cause. “God doesn’t condone homosexuality, because Leviticus 18:22 and Deuteronomy 23:17-18 forbid it! Oh; but don’t mind Leviticus 11:12 and Deuteronomy 14:10 – of course God doesn’t mind us eating shellfish in this day and age.”
Everybody does this: not just the theists. But it scares me that we seem to be seeing an increase in this kind of thinking from theists worldwide, and while it’s probably better than them taking their thousands-of-years-old holy books as literal and following them to the letter, it sets a bad precedent. If they can justify making exceptions to the rules they don’t like, it follows that they will eventually adapt their models, internally, to say “It is okay to change our models to fit our needs and still believe that we aren’t hypocrites.” It’s happening now to many people all over the world, and it disappoints me.
Was just looking at Gareth’s blog to read about his recent car trouble and noticed an interesting quirk in the way his blog is showing “tags”:
It would appear that the thing Gareth writes about the most is “car gliding”. Cool. I want a go. I’m kind-of reminded of the Russian WWII Antonov A-40 experiment, where a light tank was fitted with wings to allow it to be “dropped” safely into battlefields after being dragged up into the air by an aeroplane.
Sadly, of course, this is just a quirk to do with the way his blog is interpreting “hang” and “gliding” as separate concepts. Interesting, though, that the things that appear to occupy his time the most relate to how much fun he has hang gliding or how shit each and every one of his cars is. Life in a nutshell.
It’s true what’s been implied on Dan & Alex: I am without beard. It’s funny, ‘cos I keep stroking my chin whenever I’m thinking about anything sufficiently hard.
For the benefit of Jon, mostly, there’s a piccy to the left.
Other folks are making a bigger thing of this than I am, in my experience.
In any case – the other piece of news is that Claire and I will be leaving town this evening (probably!) to go up to Preston for my mum’s engagement party. It’s fancy-dress: I can’t say here what we’re going as (we’re not telling the folks up there until they see us), but we’ll say this much: we’re going as a “couple”, and my sudden shaving and Claire’s recent hairstyle change are both related to our costumes. I’ll try to get some pictures and more info on here as soon as I can.
So; you lot can sort out Troma Night between yourselves, if you’re having one.
After Preston, we’re catching up with JTA and Ruth in Durham and going up to Edinburgh with them. Did I not mention that? Whoops. Well; if I’d made plans with you this week, my apologies – I’ve been at least a little absent-minded of late, which I’d also be telling you about right now but I’ve got packing and shit to do before we can hit the road… so I’d better sign off.
Pity. From a BBC report:
A young woman’s naked table-top dance in a cattle shed at the Royal Welsh Show has led to an official inquiry… One witness, who did not want to be named, said security guards rushed to the scene late on Tuesday, but had difficulty grabbing the woman because the water had made her skin slippery.
The Royal Welsh Show is certainly trying out some different entertainments these days. Last time I was there the highlight was the Dancing Diggers (which were great, it’s true, but they’re not strippers by any stretch of the imagination).
Disappointed with the shape of your turds? Bored with “sausage-shaped” shit? Why not treat yourself to a pack of 10 Turd Twisters? Inserted carefully into the anus, they allow you to mould your faeces into amusing and interesting shapes. They’re “one-size-fits-all”, dishwasher safe, and come with their own special Safe-T-Floss Retraction Cord, just in case they get embedded too deeply into your rectal cavity.
Plus, when you order, you get a free book, “How To Twist Your Turds.”
As I’ve said before, I don’t just jump onto every memeing bandwagon that crosses my path, but now and then, one comes along that really impresses me. This one is a ‘smart’ personality test that attempts to define you by asking a series of questions… yadda yadda… but this one learns from it’s mistakes, and it’s getting pretty good.
take the ‘Smart’ Personality Test |
Go on… give it a go.
Had to share that with you. Hmm… perhaps time for a new Abnib mugshot?
I’ve always enjoyed free food at pizza places. On my 16th birthday, I went to Winston’s Pizza in Preston for their lunchtime buffet “all you can eat” deal. We took board games. Four hours (and many, many slices of pizza and bottles of beer) later, we were finally thrown out: the manager let us have the food and even the drinks for free in exchange for us leaving. That was a fab birthday party.
Once, I got a free meal from Pizza Hut when they used to do their “food in 10 minutes or it’s free” deal. The timers are tamper-proof, so the trick is ensuring that the waitstaff get distracted by something on the way back to your table. They don’t do that special offer any more. I wonder why?
But here’s somebody who really takes the biscuit. Well; the salad, anyway. A number of particularly creative Taiwanese students have found the way to maximise their ROI at Pizza Hut, using their engineering inginuity to fill a salad bowl (without spilling) to over a foot high. Well worth a look.