My Bourne Identity
In 1959, my father sat in the cold metal hut buried halfway into the ground of Shemya Island, a remote piece of land that sits near the very end of the tongue full of islands that make up the western edge of Alaska. It’s no surprise that some of his photos from that island have Russian fishermen in them.
My father was an electronic spy some 20 years or so before electronics was a thing.
When starting a data mining project, we are often challenged by our management to “go do some data mining.” We can get stuck from there, unless the tool that we’ll use has already been chosen, like a screening service or modeling vendor. Even then, making sure that we understand the question involved helps frame how we set up the study and then what we do with the results.