Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thought to ponder
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My 15 minutes of blogging fame are over.  A new profile is up at normblog.  It is of "Bataween, a journalist and mother of four, took her moniker from a residential district of Baghdad, Iraq, where her parents used to live. Bataween (the district) used to be almost entirely Jewish, and where once there were 150,000 Jews in Iraq, there are now seven."

Humor aside, in one of her answers, Bataween makes an comment that has lodged itself in my head as today's idea to think about:
What philosophical thesis do you think it most important to combat?
The idea that the root cause of terrorism lies in legitimate grievances.
In the post-Che and post-911 era as we all attempt to figure out how to co-habit one large world, this is an interesting and challenging opinion.

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Friday, October 30, 2009
Is it just me?
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Or do other people's I.E.s sometimes just stop doing anything? It's the strangest thing and it didn't used to happen. No, detective, I cannot identify when it started but it's been going on a while now and it happens both at work where I'm on a great big huge network and at home where it's just me tapping into a cable system. Sometimes I click on a link and nothing happens. Nothing. No error message, no blue-screen-of-death, no misdirection, no weird things. Just plain nothing. I've tried stopping the "connecting" swirl (hasn't worked) and restarting the whole computer (hasn't worked) and turning everything off and back on (hasn't worked). Sometimes Firefox works when I.E. doesn't but it happens in Firefox, too, just less frequently. It isn't one or two sites, either, it's anything.

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Thursday, October 29, 2009
Ridiculous or clever or both?
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Inviting Jason Blair to speak at this ethics seminar is either cool or ridiculous and apparently even the organizers are of both minds.

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Sprucing up websites
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Sometimes sprucing up is good. One of my local yarn shops just rearranged everything in their brick and mortar store (this is their website) and it's much much easier to see what's in the store and to get around.

Sometimes sprucing up is not all that good. I do not particularly like the new look at cnn.com because it seems boring and less clear than it was previously. I started to write that it looks more corporate but even as I say so I'm not sure what I mean except that it looks less informational or news-filled and more annual report. Sometimes words fail one's ability to be accurately descriptive.

I find the LA Times front page easy to read, informative in a page-like way and pleasant to peruse - having said which, I hope some poltergeist is not karmically tempted to run out and "update" it.

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One can only hope
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An article in the LA Times today says that many people have petitioned for Polanski's extradition. It would be rational and fortuitous to have him serve his sentence, it seems to me, both because of the horror of what he did (and admits to having done) and because neither time nor talent nor prestige nor celebrity friends should be sufficient to exonerate him.

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Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Reality. Really?
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Not living under a rock or in a cave, I have of course seen pictures of Kate and Jon splashed all over the covers of various and sundry magazines and tabloids. I've cautiously asked a few people who they are - the caution being on account of how much I hate to reveal myself as an old fogey or being out of the hip and with-it loop. But not until today when I read this article in the LA Times did I get a full summary of the odd modern anomaly that is Kate and Jon et al. And, by the way, I'm still not sure why people find them so fascinating. Train wrecks aren't usually interesting to watch in really slow motion....

My favorite part of the article is learning that a Kate mask and wig are high on the Halloween must-have lists. Go figure.

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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Ahead of (my) time
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Part of me is reluctant to post this because I fear/hate being yelled and screamed at. But more of me wants to write it down out loud.

During the recent brouhaha about Fox News, I couldn't help being puzzled since to me Fox seems mostly a bit disorganized and casual. Well, except for the screaming financial experts on Saturday morning, of course. And most of the women wear way too much eyeshadow and hairspray and although they have impressive educations and vocabularies, and sound bright and aware, they look too porcelain-doll for my taste. But a viewer with a remote can always watch something else, right? And it is part of the whole free speech thing that there be different points of view out there on the airwaves. But then I realized I was thinking about the station as a whole with some Barbie doll women and some loud annoying men. And then I thought about Glenn Beck.

A few weeks ago I mentioned to some friends that I think Glenn Beck may be the most dangerous and evil man in America. That might be an overstatement but I'm not sure who else would even vie for the distinction. Mere days after I made my pronouncement, Time magazine did a cover story on him. Happy though I am to know I was ahead of my time (get it?!), I'm sorry they and I are giving him so much ink (as we say in the biz). On the other hand, he needs to be identified as what he is, not simply left to wreak havoc and damage unchecked or unremarked upon.

Beck seems to look all angelic. He has a fairly pleasant, round, slightly pasty and bland face. But behind that mild exterior swirl eddys and earthquakes of fury. He loves to declaim and proclaim and cause as much trouble as he can. Basically, he's a terrorist. He'd like to grab hold of us all and infect us with his cynical, hateful, angry ideas. In the sweetest possible way, of course. And if some decent people with genuinely-held beliefs that seem similar to his happen to have rabble-roused heart attacks or turn on their country in the process, well, life's a you-know-what.

While he sneers about the mean president who's trying to take your money away from you, and while he stirs up various kinds of panic, it turns out that Beck himself is - quelle surprise - very different from what he espouses. He's a divorced and remarried father of four (two children in each marriage) and a "recovering" alcoholic, neither of which are wrong at all but they would not be on his own lists of how one ought to be. I feel bad and sad for him that both his mother and a sibling committed suicide, and another brother died of a heart attack, and one of his four children is physically disabled (cerebral palsy), and having turned to alcohol and then to fanatical passion about ideas seems downright reasonable under the circumstances - I'm guessing politics has replaced scotch in his addicted emotional life - but one or two visits to his program and you see that he is devious and calculating on a phenomenal level and he snags too many otherwise intelligent and thoughtful people in his net. Furthermore, in the hypocritical tradition of many demagogues and unlike the so-called normal Americans to whom he appeals and on whose heartstrings he yanks so hard, he himself lives quite differently than they do, no doubt a pillar of the unsuspecting community in an ultra-upper-class southern New England town with the highest median income of any town in the country ($178,651) and where it would be hard to find even a few people of color.

It's not entirely evident that Beck actually believes what he says. He clearly loves the sound of his voice - a voice that alternates from softly sarcastic to screaming. His rants are over-dramatized and I have to believe they are a calculated performance. His tirades are almost paced to a metronome like old-fashioned hellfire and brimstone preachers intending to rouse listeners into a frenzy.

Beck's immediate appeal is simple. He speaks directly to the fact that many of us feel scared and frustrated by the strange world of the moment. He's playing on our sense that American fundamental principles like be-all-you-can-be and buy-what-you-want are in jeopardy. And he wraps it all up in a package that seems, at first, kind of amusing and maybe really simple and straightforward. But as you listen longer, you realize he's fondling the strings of a put-upon violin and singing variations on a "socialism is coming" song every time he opens his mouth. He uses the race card in particularly under-the-surface and demonic ways, labeling black people including the new president as "white racists" and then smiling his round doughy innocent smile and saying gee he didn't said anything bad, gee, what could you possibly mean.

Bottom line, Beck's public persona is evil, deceptive, nasty, hateful and hating - a hypocritical lynch-mob rabble-rouser. I would suggest that one should beware of him, certainly, and also of anyone who think he speaks anything even approximating truth.

In these difficult times, too many people have legitimate problems, questions and issues. It is unfortunate that some will look for answers from this man and thereby risk falling into his cauldron of hatred and hysteria.

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Sunday, October 25, 2009
NY governor wannabees
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It has been noted by more than a few political commentators that Bill Clinton stumps for just about everyone. He's a consummate politician, right? And yet he has not muttered a word in the David Paterson vs. Andrew Cuomo face-off. Which says to me that he must feel the same as everyone I've talked with about it. Peterson has been pretty dreadful but Cuomo is such a whiny and manipulative guy that it's simply impossible to get interested in him, let alone enthusiastic. He got thoroughly drubbed - a word only professional journalists use, you know - in the last go-round and I was hopeful he was down for the count and ever. No such luck, evidently, but perhaps Clinton's silence will help return him there.

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Friday, October 23, 2009
Scary but true
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I've been profiled by normblog. It's evident thereby that he has a really really really shallow barrel to hand, but there it is.

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Anniversaries
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What's your favorite Ang Lee movie?
Pushing Hands
The Wedding Banquet
Eat Drink Man Woman
Sense and Sensibility
Ice Storm
Ride with the Devil
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
Chosen
Hulk
Brokeback Mountain
Lust, Caution
Take Woodstock
Life of Pi (in production)


What's your favorite Michael Crichton book?
A Case of Need
Andromeda Strain
Five Patients
Terminal Man
Jurassic Park
The Great Train Robbery
Eaters of the Dead
Congo
Sphere
Travels (one of my favorites)
Jurassic Park
Rising Sun
Disclosure
The Lost World
Airframe
Timeline
Prey
State of Fear
Next

Today is the birthday of both Ang Lee and Michael Crichton today. Two people whose words and imaginations have brought so much enjoyment to so many people.

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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Book of the week months
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One of the advantages of working in a fairly large firm is that there are always different people to talk with and therefore different ways to look at things. Sometimes you expand your people universe because you run into someone unexpected in the hall (not run into literally, one hopes). And sometimes the larger universe comes to you.

On the elevator the other day, I exchanged pleasantries with a woman I know and have always admired for her intellectual curiosity and eagerness to stretch and learn in many directions. Shortly after our encounter, she mentioned - and invited me to join - a reading / discussion group she is in with some academic friends. The book they have begun is Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy and I have to say I was excited at the prospect of reading and studying it now. And since my father wrote his doctoral thesis on Dante it feels quite full circle.

Like many, I studied The Divine Comedy in college literature classes but one is so inexperienced with life's events and with people in one's late teens and early twenties. I imagine it will be as it is an entirely new book. The professor recommends the Mandelbaum translation, by the way, as it displays the old Italian verses on the left ("old" being a technical term in this case as old Italian is quite different from modern Italian, not unlike English I suppose) and the English translation on the right. I'm sure she is correct that even if we do not know Italian, we will glean from it.

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Sunday, October 18, 2009
Guggenheim + crosswords
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The dramatic and oft-criticized Guggenheim Museum is fifty years old this week. Oh how the artistes excoriated Frank Lloyd Wright's design and how the pundits and doomsayers predicted it would have no audience and never last. Ha to them and happy birthday, SRG!!!!

In commemoration of the notable anniversary, the NYT Sunday puzzle had the museum as its theme and Modern Art Notes interviewed the puzzle's creator (here).

One of the joys of growing up in Manhattan, is getting to see first-hand so much time-honored, respected art and I remember vividly racing around and around the circles and circles and circles of the Guggenheim, seeing impressionists and expressionists - Kandinsky and Mondrian, in particular - and being amazed at the architecture.

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Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Today
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According to Hungry Girl, today, October 14th, is National Chocolate Covered Insects Day. I am in complete agreement with them and, just like every other year, will NOT be partaking in any commemoration!

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Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Ian McEwan
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Finished On Chesil Beach. I relished every moment. That's an odd thing to say about such a complex and difficult story but it's told in an exceptionally simple and beautiful way so it seems utterly uncomplex and endearing. It's written rather sneakily, but I think that's McEwan's gift, actually. Florence and Edward's problems and issues are so simple and genuine that you feel as if you're hearing them tell you without decorative touches or embellishment. It's also such a specific time and yet perhaps not so limited to the time as it seems at first.

I wish everyone I know would read it and write down their unedited reactions without talking to anyone first and then, at last, we'd all get together for a long conversation - sharing our reactions and personal experiences. It would bridge generations and geography, I feel quite sure.

And now I must read more. I have previously rather steadfastly avoided McEwan's novels because I tend to be wary of writers who are spoken of in hushed tones. Enormous adulation for writers has been known, in my opinion, to infuse the writing with some puffed up air that I find distasteful. I found the movie of Atonement to have some of that feeling, for example, but now that I see what McEwan is doing, I suspect that I would enjoy the book for much of the same insights and ways of conveying them as Chesil Beach. In fact I have changed my overall opinion of Atonement as a result. I only have these two stories to go on, so far, but McEwan seems to be presenting people with great sensitivity, even affection, although the people themselves are experiencing solitary loneliness (no that is not redundant) and are having difficulty being or becoming themselves.

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Knitting and knitting and....
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Perhaps those cute hairy cows got through to my subconscious. In any case, apologies for a bit of a hiatus. I've been knitting somewhat furiously partly because I've rediscovered it - which happens now and then, I find - and partly because birthdays and holidays are impending. I'm not going to overdo it this year. Well, I hope I won't - I do have a tendency to start huge projects but start them too close to when they are due. This year I have planned projects that are realistic (I think). Anyway, that's my excuse for the last few days.

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Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Booker Prize
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The renowned and coveted 2009 Booker Prize is being announced tonight. The U.K.’s prestigious Man Booker Prize is conferred (nearly) every year to a work of fiction written by an author from a Commonwealth nation (i.e., Britain, Ireland, Canada, Australia, etc.). The $80,000 award is amazing in the literary world where large incomes are rare indeed. Anyway, here is the this year's short list plus a review or two:

- Wolf Hall by Hillary Mantel - a novel about Henry VIII’s close adviser Thomas Cromwell
- The Children’s Book by A.S. Byatt (1991 Booker winner for "Possession")
- Summertime by J.M. Coetzee (1983 Booker winner for "Life and Times of Michael K" and 1999 Booker winner for "Disgrace")
- The Quickening Maze by Adam Foulds
- The Glass Room by Simon Mawer
- The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters

Extra, extra, read all about it . . . Hillary Mantel's Wolf Hall has won the 2009 Man Booker Prize. Here is the announcement. And here is an excerpt. More on all this, anon.

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Birthdays
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Another interesting group of birthday honorees:

Toni Braxton
Vladimir Putin
Oliver North
Heinrich Himmler
Louis Leakey
Andy Devine

John Cougar Mellencamp
Yo-Yo Ma
Joe Hill
R. D. Laing
Desmond Tutu
Niels Bohr
And can we make anything of this?

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Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Birthdays
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Today's group is probably a bit obscure for some but they're interesting:

Jenny Lind
Le Corbusier
Rebecca Lobo
Helen Willis Moody
Carol Lombard

Thor Heyerdahl
Britt Ekland
Gerry Adams
George Westinghouse (alternating current, not fridge)
Stephanie Zimbalist

So what can we make of this?

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Monday, October 5, 2009
Conversation
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Why do some people come, all excited and worked up, bursting at the seams to share some issue or concern or problem, then pause for a reaction, and then continue on their merry rant without even the least lip service to whatever may have been said from the audience? Why not talk to a tape recorder if all they want is to hear themselves talk? Even adding "yes, that happened to me with them, too" doesn't get a nod from this genre. I remember joking with my mother when she would clearly not be listening to what one of us was saying, and I would say "hmm, did someone say something? wait! I heard something...." and then she'd chuckle (or not) and pay more attention. Conversation is meant to be two-way, I thought. Sometimes more one person or the other but both people usually expect to speak, yes?

On the other hand, I have had some unexpected and energetic conversations recently, too, in unexpected places and with people who turned out to be very interesting. You just never know, I guess.

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Sunday, October 4, 2009
Book of the weekend
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Am (audio)reading "On Chesil Beach" which is read by the author himself. Turns out that the voice of Ian McEwan - his real voice, not his literary one - is very nearly the same as Ian MacShane's (notably of Deadwood and Lovejoy) and Bill Travers's (Wee Willie Geordie and Born Free). Interestingly, Travers was in at least two episodes of Lovejoy; that must have been odd, audially, since their voices are so similar.

Chesil Beach is an interesting departure for McEwan. He is known and highly touted for intense and psychologically violent stories such as Atonement and The Cement Garden. His prose, however, is remarkably both elegant and accessible. Often it is the case that a careful literary craftsperson is not particularly relaxing or easy to read but McEwan is all that. I'm not going to comment on the story on Chesil Beach right now because it's quite unexpected, but I will write again on it when I am done. In the meantime, already I must say that I recommend it.

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Saturday, October 3, 2009
Cable modem
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Just installed a new cable modem. Wow what a difference from dial-up. Yeah, I know: no kidding. But after a week without broadband it's just amazing. And let me add that, in stark contrast to the calls and attempts to work with Verizon, the Time Warner people were polite and quick and very helpful. The longest I was on hold was for precisely 90 seconds and in one case the person picked up the phone immediately. AND they gave me direct numbers to call them back. AND the tech person solved the slightly odd problem with just a few tweaks and tests, apologizing to me for taking more than a few moments. Holy cow and mackerel.

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Friday, October 2, 2009
And on another puzzling note...
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I finished the first puzzle of Matt Gaffney's "Hell Month" and know the answer to the question and got all the words and everything!! All before the end of the first day and without any harrowing bafflement or wondering where my brain was or yearning to google things. I'm amazed and happy, I must say, although if the past is any predictor of the future, my sense of triumph will pass in, oh, seven days, as soon as next week's puzzle comes out (his puzzles getting progressively and ultimately impossibly difficult as the month wears on), but it's a pleasant puzzling beginning to Fridays in October.

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On a puzzling note. . .
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I'm a somewhat obsessive puzzle doer so I have to enter this Puzzlefest, of course. Furthermore, I thought some rare readers might like to as well - just click the puzzle or "this Puzzlefest" for details and info (h/t to Rex).

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Thursday, October 1, 2009
Sigh
posted at 9:29 AM | Permalink | 4 comment(s)
It is both good and bad news about the United States government that individuals holding office have only limited ability to change the government. Good guys and bad guys are interesting but mainly their effect is on the mood of the populace.

I've often noted the faces of newly-elected presidents. From somewhat open and excited, they become a bit closed and shut down. (If you ever get a chance to see the dance party outside the Arkansas governor's house when the Clintons are awaiting election returns, it's particularly noticeable on WJC's face between just before he knows and just after that quick first briefing.)

Now comes a New York Review of Books article by Gary Wills that somewhat changes the bemusement I've always felt. Wills is focusing on the drive for, and the desire to retain and use, power, that must needs consume men who seek and attain the presidency. Yes, that's obvious once you think about it but I had chalked up the change to a sudden realization of what had just happened, that as the new "leader of the free world" he was now being in possession - among other things - of the code to the famous (although perhaps apocryphal) red phone. Not to mention perhaps some apprehension at being more or less alone in a new, difficult way. But Wills is not musing on the change from private citizen to president. His concern is that President Obama seems entwined in the power of it all as evidenced (to Wills) by the fact that he (Obama) has not undone some of the horrors he was, at least in part, elected to do, and has actually reinforced some.

Human nature being what it is, and the psychological make-up of a man who can bring himself from little boy to U.S. president being as complex as it must be, I am convinced there are no simple answers to even the simplest questions in this regard. Plus, it seems to me that eleven months is a bit early to shake our heads ruefully. Plus, it seems to me that's it's more than possible that Obama is confronting more sides to every argument and more maze-like twists and turns on the way to his goals than he expected and than he wishes to discuss for us all to share while he works everything out.

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