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“We must consider what we mean when we say that the spiking activity of a neuron 'encodes' information. We normally think of a code as something that conveys information from a sender to a recipient, and this requires that the recipient 'understands' the code. But the spiking activity of every neuron seems to encode information in a slightly different way, a way that depends on that neuron's intrinsic properties. So what sense can a recipient make of the combined input from many neurons that all use different codes? It seems that what matters must be the 'population code' - not the code that is used by single cells, but the average or aggregate signal from a population of neurons. In a now classic paper, Shadlen and Newsome considered how information is communicated among neurons of the cortex - neurons that typically receive between 3,000 and 10,000 synaptic inputs.They argued that, although some neural structures in the brain may convey information in the timing of successive spikes, when many inputs converge on a neuron the information present in the precise timing of spikes is irretrievably lost, and only the information present in the average input rate can be used. They concluded that 'the search for information in temporal patterns, synchrony and specially labeled spikes is unlikely to succeed' and that 'the fundamental signaling units of cortext may be pools on the order of 100 neurons in size.' The phasic firing of vasopressin cells is an extreme demonstration of the implausibility of spike patterning as a way of encoding usable information, but the key message - that the only behaviorally relevant information is that which is collectively encoded by the aggregate activity of a population - may be generally true.”

“Hardy! Hardy —” He had come for me. I nearly lost it then. In the wild torrent of relief and gratitude, there were at least a dozen things I wanted to tell him at once. But the first thing that came out was a fervent, “I'm so sorry I didn't have sex with you.” I heard his low laugh. “I am too. But honey, there are a couple of maintenance guys with me who can hear every word we're saying.” “I don't care,” I said desperately. “Get me out of here and I swear I'll sleep with you.”

“Antiseptic Human (Sonnet 2299) Some faces, some names, some ideas, instantly ruin a bigot's day. I'm flattered, that the very thought of me stings like antiseptic on fanatic skin. I'm flattered to belong to a race, that causes heartburn to the heartless. I'm flattered to belong to a religion, that causes brain-damage to the brainless. What is my race, you ask - what is my religion! That is indeed a fair question, yet palpable, the answer is not! A race rooted in rights not ritual, I belong to the Race called Human. A faith centered on people not doctrine, I belong to the Order of Integration.”

“Homing Pigeon (Sonnet 2311) I'm a homing pigeon, and I'm homing in on integration - and since there is no such thing, I'm building my homeworld person by person. I'll never force you to be inclusive, if you do harm, I'll restrain you, but I'll never resort to weapons - moreover, I'll never kill for inclusion, I'll simply beg, on my knees, I'll beg till I drop dead - because I have nothing to lose, no reputation, no image, no class - either love outlasts hate or extinction outruns evolution.”