Thoughts and Actions
The Meek
Inherited the Earth
"if that's OK
with the rest of you"
December 31, 2008
War, global warming, recession, foreclosure, bankruptcy, and bad
weather has led to the meek inheriting the Earth, without extensive
litigation, although estate attorneys are claiming 40% of the Earth.
The powers that be reviewed the current world situation, gave it a
rating of "stinky," and decided enough is enough.
A representative for the meek released the following statement:
We, or I and anyone else who is
meek we really don't normally identify ourselves as meek or have
regular meetings or club dues or anything, really intend to take good
care of the Earth, if that's okay with the rest of you. It's not that
we don't already take good care of the Earth already, but when a bagger
asks us "paper or plastic" how can we tell them that we think they are
both wrong answers? We would just rather take off our coat and lay it
out and bundle everything in our coat, but then... how will they know
we paid for everything? And won't we get cold without a coat? I mean if
we had all the answers, we would have accepted ownership a long time
ago.
Vikings
Win!
Clinch
the NFC-North Division Championship
December 28, 2008
The Minnesota Vikings squeak a 20-19 win over the New York Giants at
the Metrodome today.
The Giants, already having a playoff berth, didn't need to actually
show up in Minneapolis, but Eli Manning played a fair part of the game,
and the Giants overall didn't make the win too easy on the Vikings.
This is the first division win for the Vikings since 2000.
So the Wise Men (snicker, snicker) Saw the Star in the East
and Went West Because They Saw the Star in the East...
December
25, 2008
Christ was born under the star, you know, the Star of Bethlehem. Wise
men came from the east and went west because they saw the star in the
east (Matthew 2). Mapquest has given that kind of directions
to
me, too. The star may have been a meteor or supernova or a comet or a
planet or a conjunction of planets...
Normal
stars, even supernova, arc from east to west
across the night sky as the Earth spins, or northernmost stars make
circles in the north. Meteors are too fast. Comets were
astrological harbingers of doom. A
comet or a supernova would have been obvious to Herod and
recorded by
the Chinese.
The wise men came from the "east," translated from
the Greek word "anatoli" which means east, after having seen the star
in the "east," translated from the Greek word "anatolae"
which means
east or the helical rising -- where the sun comes up.
The only stars
that show up in the helical rising are planets. There is often a planet
in the helical rising. It's less often when there are two. Of course,
it's even more rare to have three, and even more rare to have them
appear in a particular sign of the zodiac.
In 1604 Johannes Kepler was interested in a particular
conjunction of planets, the conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn
in
Pisces. Pisces was the sign of Judea. Jupiter was the star of
a
king. Saturn was the star of time or the messiah or something. And the
wise men were Jewish astrologers in Babylon.
A triple conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn occurred in Pisces in 7 BCE.
Here's some pros & cons of Jupiter
& Saturn in fish as the Star of Bethlehem in
7 BCE. And here's a story of a different
conjunction in 2 BCE.
The Story of Christmas
December 24, 2008
Mistletoe
was the symbol of peace and harmony, so the Druids burned it. That
makes sense. Winter traditions of mistletoe date back to the Druids of Britain in the 2nd century
BCE.
Christmas is an evolving holiday that started with the hotdish mixture
of the birth of Christ mixed with the traditions of a handful of other
cultures.
Xmas,
as an abbreviation of Christmas, began with the Greeks in the early
Christian church, X being the first letter of the Greek word for
Christ, Xristos. Santa Claus
was originally from the Turkish town of Lycia in the 4th century. The Christmas
tree was a German custom from the 8th century. Advent
began with the forty days of St. Martin and dropped down to twelve days
in the 12th century. The nativity
scene originated with St. Francis in Assisi, Italy in
1220. "A Visit
From St. Nick" (T'was the Night Before Christmas) by
Clement Moore added to the Christmas lore in 1822. Poinsettias
originated in Mexico and became part of Christmas in 1828. The first
preprinted Christmas
cards were printed in England in 1843, the same year as "A
Christmas Carol" by Charles Dickens. The look of
Santa Claus took shape with drawings by Thomas Nast in
1863. Rudolph
the Red-Nosed Reindeer was created by the marketing
department of Montgomery Wards in 1939.
And Christmas is when Christ was born, except that Christ wasn't born
on December 25th.
The December 25th date came from a rival to Christianity, either
Saturnalia or Mithraism. Saturnalia celebrated Dies Natalis Solis Invicti,
"the birth of the unconquered sun." Mithraism celebrated both the feast
of the Saturnalia and the birthday of Mithra. The early Christian
church was celebrating the nativity on December 25th by 354 AD.
T'was the Day Before the Day
Before Christmas
December 23, 2008
It's the
Antepenultimate
Day of Christmas! Around our house that means
antepenultimate gifts --
"It
was the third to the last one in the store!"
Songs are sung once - too many times. The antepenultimate
feast is composed of food
that has already been leftovers, and everyone has to have seconds,
twice.
So let me be the first to wish you a Joyous Antepenultimate Day. It's
the day that counts before Christmas.
Fighting for Peace on Earth (Peace on Earth part 5)
December
21, 2008
Peace on Earth is
something everyone wants, but no one wants to fight for.
It doesn't make much sense to fight for Peace on Earth, but if Peace on
Earth matters, shouldn't something be done to achieve
it? Eisenhower called for "an alert and knowledgeable
citizenry"
to balance the machinery of defense with peaceful methods and goals.
That's not exactly Peace on Earth, but maybe it's close.
How do you get Peace on Earth? You argue for it. You listen to those
arguing for it. You work on it. You work on the alternatives. You delay
war. You help a president accept a Johnson-Bush
and move on. When economists say that war is good for the economy, you
tell them they are confusing war with plundering. You talk the
military-industrial complex out of the push for war, as an employee or
a stockholder or as a concerned citizen. You promote facts over
propaganda. And you emphasize that you can be a patriot and can stand
for peace.
Losing the War
on Peace (Peace on Earth part 4)
December 20, 2008
Presidents
Lyndon
Johnson (D) and
George W. Bush (R) were both afraid of losing their quagmire-like,
civil-guerrilla wars during their presidencies. There should be a word
for that, a Johnson-Bush.
A
Johnson-Bush is a president who will keep fighting a
pointless, goal-less war that cannot be won... which couldn't
bother the military-industrial complex, since a
long-term, goal-less war is a treasure chest to them.
Presidential ego is a barrier to peace. The president is afraid of
being remembered for losing a war. In the case of Johnson,
it's weirder
because he was afraid of losing the Vietnam War, and he was
afraid of
winning the war. He was afraid of it escalating into a nuclear
confrontation against the Soviet Union and China.
Economists say that war is good for the economy. Economists get a lot
of things wrong like that. War is not good for an economy or its
people. Wars like the Iraq War II increase the national debt
at a
staggering rate to fund the military-industrial complex. Which makes
you wonder, why have a war at all? Why not just funnel money to the
military-industrial complex without a war? Well, someone might reply
that there needs to be a reason... like the reasons for the Iraq War
II. If anyone ever says that "war is good for the economy," the correct
response is "no, pillaging
and plundering are good for the economy."
War is where people lose.
War on Earth? (Peace on Earth part 3)
December 19, 2008
The world first faced the prospects of all-out nuclear
armageddon during the Eisenhower administration. But when he
left
office, President Eisenhower didn't warn the country about that. He
warned the country about the military-industrial complex, saying "
We
must guard against the acquisition of unwarranted influence, whether
sought or unsought, by the military-industrial complex. The potential
for the disastrous rise of misplaced power exists and will persist...
Only an alert and knowledgeable citizenry can compel the proper meshing
of the huge industrial and military machinery of defense with our
peaceful methods and goals, so that security and liberty may prosper
together."
YouTube
War costs lives, liberties, security, and money. Lots of money. People
could get rich on war.
How much money, annually? China spends $65 billion (2nd highest).
Russia spends $50 billion (3rd highest). France spends $45 billion (4th
highest). The world spends $500 billion, not counting the U.S. The
United States spends $650 billion. And the $650 billion disappears
quickly. We haven't been the alert citizenry that Eisenhower wanted us
to be.
Thousands of companies profit on military spending. Here are the most
expensive U.S. contractors:
Lockheed
Martin, Bethesda, MD
Boeing, Chicago, IL
Northrop Grumman, Los Angeles, CA
General Dynamics, Falls Church, VA
Raytheon, Waltham, MA
KBR - Haliburton, Houston, TX
L-3 Communications, New York, NY
United Technologies, Hartford, CT
BAE Systems, Farnborough, England
SAIC, San Diego, CA |
$27
B
$20 B
$16 B
$11 B
$10 B
$ 6 B
$ 5 B
$ 4 B
$ 4 B
$ 3 B |
F-16
& F-22 fighter jets, Hellfire missiles
F-15 fighter jets
aircraft carriers, nuclear submarines,
B-2 bomber
combat vehicles, guns, ammunition,
nuclear subs
guided missiles (world's largest
producer)
Iraq bases
surveillance & reconnaissance
machinery
Blackhawk helicopter, missile systems
Typhoon & Harrier fighters,
aircraft carriers *
information services -- WMD claims in Iraq |
Who doesn't want Peace on Earth?
(Peace on
Earth continues above.)
Everything
(Peace on
Earth part 1)
December 16, 2008
If I could give you everything you want, happiness -
entertainment
- comfort - nourishment, I would. But you would still ask for more. I
know I would.
I want Peace on Earth.
Peace
on Earth is a request by many people this time of year. Strangely
enough, stores don't carry it. Coupons aren't available. Peace on Earth
is not on eBay or Amazon. How do you get it?
Peace on Earth is like shoveling a parking lot of snow. It's a big
task, that could use some help... or at least some heavy machinery.
Let's make this clear. Peace on Earth is the absence of war. If there
is no war, congratulations,
you've got Peace on Earth. Wouldn't that be great?
I don't hear everyone agreeing.
Unlike shoveling a parking lot full of snow, which could be done with a
pickup truck and a front-end plow, Peace on Earth needs people power.
People make war. Guns and missiles and protective shields don't make
war (we'll get back to them). People decide to go to war and fight and
kill.
And the reasons are basic, negative emotions -- hate, fear, revenge,
and greed. The strongest of these reasons is greed.
The reasons can be covered up by religion, but no major religion is
based on hate, fear, revenge, or greed. Religions are better than that.
Or they should be.
The reasons are covered up by defense, which also should be better than
war, but the most effective defense is a good offense. That
makes
offense and defense functionally the same thing, despite the fact that
countries don't have a Department of Offense.
And the reasons for war are covered up by words. War is sugar-coated in
words and propaganda. Words can rally up the basic, negative emotions
in people, outshouting Wellstone-like cries for peace. Words can veil
realities in generalizations, stereotypes, over simplifications, and
foregone conclusions.
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Peace on Earth (Peace on Earth part 2)
December 18, 2008
Wars cannot be fought to end war. You cannot have a "War
to end all wars" or a "War on terror" or even a "War on wars." It's all
still part of the proliferation of war. Fighting will not stop war. The
exception, of course, is nuclear annihilation, which would kill
everyone and most everything. The cemeteries are full; we cannot fight.
That's one way to get Peace on Earth, but not the way most people want.
Too often, people fight wars because war is thought to be their only
hope. That's nuts. War is a hell, not a hope. But people think that
they do not have other choices.
There are always possibilities. There are always alternatives.
Alternatives include negotiation, mediation, separation, trade,
embargo, agreements, nonviolent protests, listening, talking, respect,
assistance, delay, and time. Another alternative, probably the easiest
to request and the toughest to grant, is forgiveness.
None of the alternatives are easy, but then neither is war. In war, a
big bad bully of a nation can pick on a much smaller, weaker nation
because the battle is thought to be easy. But then an alliance of
nations can form overnight to defend the weaker nation. There are no
easy wars, and there are no clean wars. Innocent people get hurt and
killed in war.
Getting to Peace on Earth means stopping war and preventing war. If war
is the escalation of negative emotions, it is easier to consider the
alternatives to war before the first shots are fired. Wars are preceded
by failed alternatives.
There can be architects for peace. War only has demolition experts with
new weapons that will better distinguish the enemy from the innocent,
which was the justification for all previous weapons.
The weapons for war are always advancing. That's one way of looking at
it. Another way is that the weapons of war are always making their way
to the other side. Weapons inventors are always creating their weapons
for both sides whether they know it or not.
(Peace
on Earth continues above.)
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Kermit Was Wrong
December 15, 2008
I saw a calendar
with 365 ways of living green with a page a day of green tips. It was
sealed in plastic, so I couldn't check, but I am positive that the tip
for December 31st is, "Don't buy daily calendars."
The way I see it, Kermit was wrong. It's easy being green. It's not
about lists. It's about examining the things you do and make changes to
decrease your carbon footprint. Incremental steps help.
An example of incremental steps is that electric lawn mowers are better
than gas powered lawn mowers, push reel mowers are better than
electric, and having trees is better for the environment than a
lawn.
Trees >
Reel mower >
Electric mower >
Gas mower
Reading about how to have a green Christmas, I was stunned that the
author suggested donating your artificial tree in order to upgrade to a
real tree, which stunned me. If you already have an artificial tree,
what is the environmental harm of keeping it?
Incandescent Christmas lights on the other hand should be phased out as
quickly as possible in favor of LED lights, since LED lights use a
fraction of the power of incandescent lights and don't heat up like
incandescent bulbs. And there are solar powered LED Christmas lights.
Of course, people used to put lit candles on dead pine trees, and you
might think that would be preferable to all these plastic solutions,
until the house burns down. Burning houses leave big carbon footprints.
Candles
>
Solar LED lights >
LED lights
>
Incandescent lights
Tag, You're It
December 13, 2008
Kittens have a sophisticated way of fighting. One of them is usually
acting oblivious, while the other one starts to crouch and stalk. The
tail twitches. Take a step. Observe. Take another step.
Dash-leap-pounce-tag. Walk away.
It's like an endless game of tag (also, one of my descriptions of
marriage). The fur gets a little fluffed, but otherwise there is no
harm done. It's fighting without the fight. If only war could be like
that.
(My kittens meet all the requirements of small business defense
contractors, DoD-CCR-SBA081213TnS2.)
Perpetual Reindeer
Games
December
9, 2008
Scientists stuck in northernmost Norway's winter have
learned
something about reindeer -- they don't care what time it is. The
perpetual twilight makes it easy for reindeer to eat and sleep and play
their games whenever they feel like it, while scientists
shiver and try to take notes while wearing gloves the size of
basketballs.
Santa Claus Is Running Through Town
December
7, 2008
"I am Santa," one man proclaims. "I am Santa," a woman
says.
"Bark, bark-bark," a dog says. The Santa Run ran through downtown
Minneapolis to raise money for the legal defense fund of... Santa?
Yes, apparently Santa Claus, aka Saint Nick, aka Kris Kringle, has run
into some legal troubles, has applied for bailout money, but does not
qualify as he leads a small
operation... no offense meant to the elves or the eight
tiny reindeer.
Minnesota
lawyers put on red suits
and dreidels and ran down Nicollet Mall to help out Santa. Oddly
enough, the dreidels didn't spin, but they always landed on top.
Everybody say, "Ho."
Scout
on Point -- A Book Review
December
4, 2008
Several months ago I tried an experiment on my kittens, Tony and Scout.
I'm a very
calm, rational person, but out of the blue and out of character, my
eyes got wide and my mouth gaped, and I looked around as though I was
worried about everything. I didn't even know if the kittens were
watching me, but they freaked.
It taught me that they learn from me more than I think they do. And I
think it taught Scout how to act. Like a horror movie actress, Scout
will suddenly get wide-eyed, look around, and then move slowly out of
the room, slow enough for the imagination to wonder what sort of
hideously drooling monster could be waiting in the next room to seize
the fluffy little cat...
She turns to look at me. It's like in the movie Young Frankenstein,
where Igor says, "Wait, Master, it could be dangerous. You go first."
She turns back. Painfully slowly she creeps out the room, step by
agonizing step, fur standing on end. And right when the monster should
lunge for her--
She turns back, as if to say, "False alarm."
A friend of mine, Rick Butler, is the Minnesota author of a book titled
Point.
I only met him once, but I consider him a friend. His novel is
the antithesis of my novel. My story is funny and odd and positively
fiction. His story is the mildly altered account of his life on point
as an American paratrooper in the Vietnam War. Point means walking
ahead of everyone else -- clearing a path, identifying traps, and
discovering the enemy before they discover you -- then linking back up
with the fire team, then the squad, the platoon, and the company.
Rick's book does not sugar-coat the war. It's not a fun read. What it
does is it helps people who have never had combat experience to
understand what it's like. Combat soldiers will be coming back from
Iraq soon. Reading this book and getting a glimpse of the constant
freaking out could help people to understand those that have been in
combat.
Point
- A Paratrooper's Memoirs of Vietnam by Rick Butler
Recession and Happiness Announced; Craziness Too
December 2, 2008
The recession, the one that has been going on for over 12
months, has just been declared by the National
Bureau of Economic Research.
A recession is a significant decline, spread over the entire economy,
marked by rising unemployment and falling production and investment.
The NBER (pronounced na-BEER!) just noticed. They also report in the December
2008 NBER Digest that happiness is much more evenly
distributed than it has been in the past thirty years.
I'm happy to hear that. Hope and love are doing fine too. Craziness has
always done well for itself.
I know a married couple... I've been friends with them for years and
years. I confide in them, and they confide in me. And up until now,
there hasn't been a problem. Despite NBER just noticing yesterday,
times have been tough for a while. The couple (we'll call them Hank and
Maggie O'Enries) aren't doing so well, but they are still filled with
love and hope. Maggie never stops talking about how she would do
anything for Hank, and he would do anything for her. And you know,
that's great... except that they're driving me crazy.
You need to understand that Maggie is queen of all games PlayStation.
Hank is king of the Xbox. Both game consoles have seen a fair amount of
wear and tear. Despite Maggie's love for her PlayStation, she plans to
sell it for a game for Hank's Xbox as a Christmas present for him.
And that would be fine, except that he was already planning to sell his
Xbox for a Playstation game for her for Christmas.
On the one hand, I think this is all very sweet, and I shouldn't
interfere, and I should let it all happen. On the other hand, I
shouldn't let them do stupid stuff, like selling their used game
consoles, when they will never get as much as they would need to buy a
new one again. And on the third hand, they're probably just messing
with my mind. I should tell them to go back to playing their
normal reindeer games and leave me out of their craziness. So I've
written this for all the crazy people out there and especially to the
O'Enries... let's put the craziness in a recession, okay?
The Sky Smiles on Australia; Turns Upside Down for U.S.
December
1, 2008
Jupiter, Venus, and the crescent Moon are
appearing together in an astrological smiley face in the
night sky over Australia.
The trio are scheduled to appear over the United States tonight in a
frown.
This is not meant as a political statement in any way. Not necessarily.
You can take it however you want to take it.
After today-tonight, the astro trio will split up and go their separate
ways, until 2052.
(The 2052 conjunction is not currently scheduled on the Twin
Cities Calendar.)
What Kind of Nut?!?
November 23, 2008
True Comprehensive Care means maintaining life.
Life is a balancing act between maintenance and growth. Maintenance is
eating and sleeping and other daily rituals -- taking care of life.
Growth is the stuff that makes life great -- taking risks, being more
than what we were. And that's the problem with true comprehensive care;
it gets in the way of the fun stuff. So people don't want true
comprehensive care, they want a quick fix -- a pain killer style of
management. And maybe they need that.
I personally qualify for the Health Nut Journal, the Health Nut 10%
discount, and have a continuous nomination for the prestigous Health
Nut
of the Year award, except for one thing. I'm not a health nut.
I know all the health nut things to do and am familiar with the lingo
and acknowledgements. I will drop all of that like a rock (contains
essential minerals) when I have other goals and priorities that
interfere. If I'm doing something important and there is no food other
than junk food, I may eat junk food. Or go without. My other goals and
priorities can override my comprehensive health care.
There goes the award. Again.
Authority
November 21, 2008
The
nation's leading authority on my
health is me. I'm not a doctor. I don't play one on TV, so I have to
apply extra caution in evaluating information through thorough
research, fact checking, and analysis.
Take for example the recent story about a "new pain-inducing
Advil
created for people who just want to feel something, anything." I am all
for that, except that I go for years without taking even an aspirin and
more than a dozen years since I last had Novocaine. If I feel pain, I
want to figure out the cause and find a cure, not cover it up. But that
particular story came from The Onion, which also does not play doctors
on TV, even on cable. So while the story is worth reading and I was
astonished to read about Tylenol Maximum Suffering, it is not worth
running out and pestering your pharmacist. Because pain-inducing Advil
and Tylenol Maximum Suffering might not be real; they might be
placebos. A recent Wall
Street Journal
article quotes a National Institutes of Health survey that one in two
American doctors prescribe placebos and two-thirds believe it is
permissible to do so.
I wonder how much placebos cost and what the co-pay is for the doctor
visit?
I think I apply a different standard to my health than doctors profess
for their patients. The standard I aim at may be more like what doctors
aim at for their own health: true comprehensive care... (to
be continued)
With Bells On
November 18, 2008
The St.
Olaf Handbell Choir performed their final 2008 fall concert
in Northfield. I struggled not to call everyone I've ever known to say,
"You need
to be here."
The tones were astounding! The variety was amazing, from somber to
rowdy... yeah, I know, rowdy
handbells... The rowdiest was easily "Carnivale" by
Michael J. Glasgow, with a calliope sound and oodles of odd percussions.
My favorite piece was the wild
South African beat
of
"Khumbula Ubuhle"
by Sondra K. Tucker, featuring
percussions by Megan Reishus, Martina King, and Jill Mahr. "Until the
Day Breathes and the Shadows Flee" by Derek K. Hakes was cool and
somber with accents from a bell tree by Megan Reishus and complementary
cello plucking by Sarah Gingerich. "Five Inscriptions" by Cathy
Moklebust were five reflections of village bells in the Middle Ages.
And "Rondo a la Turque" by Mozart featured the competitive bells of
Katie Henriksen, Megan Reishus, and Maria Squadroni, in a wild
arrangement by David Jordan. Those four pieces were my favorites. And
yet...
My favorite use of the the bells was running sticks around the edge,
which was introduced as being similar to Tibetan bowls. It sounded to
me like Benjamin Franklin's glass armonica, like the ringing of
drinking glasses by running your finger around the top edge.
The concert had fantastic range with five octaves of Malmark bells
ranging from shotglass sized
to big two-gallon bells. I half expected them to lug out a big ol'
Liberty
bell.
I'm sorry if you missed it, but here's "Pirates of
the Caribbean" from 2007.
Narrator Dies, Readers
Continue
November 17, 2008
If
you happen to be reading along
in my novel and the narrator dies... keep reading. It had to happen;
anything else wouldn't have been true to the characters.
Some people say that novels are just autobiographies in disguise. I
hope not. Hang on, while I check my pulse. Thump-thump.
Thump-thump. Thump-badda-thump-thump. Thump-thump. Yes,
the heart is still beating in its own special way. Obviously, some
people generalize too much.
Doctor,
Doctor, Give me the news...
November 15, 2008
A doctor sees the final patient of a long day. The patient says, "It
hurts when I touch here." The doctor says, "Then don't touch there."
But the patient continues, "It hurts to touch -- here, here, and Here!"
The doctor looks and says, "Your finger is broken."
Who has more Patience: Doctors
or Patients?
November 13, 2008
I
feel sorry for
doctors. They have to explain symptoms of obvious problems to their
patients. Nobody goes to a mechanic with a smashed-up car and asks,
"Why doesn't this light work?" Well, you smashed-up your car. "Yes, but
why is it making all these funny noises?" Well you know you smashed-up
your car. "Oh I forgot to mention--" Do I need to remind you that you
smashed up your car?
People tease doctors for poor penmanship, but did anyone ever explain
how it got that way?
Doctors
start out with normal, legible writing. But the patients stream by
saying, "I'm not here about my smoking" or "I'm not here about my
weight problem" or "I'm not here about my bungie jumping" or anything
else that they don't want to hear lectures on, and the doctors' nerves
are shattered until they couldn't possibly draw a straight line... even
with two rulers.
At sobriety checkpoints, the cops ask the drivers if they are doctors.
If so, they are let go. It may be due to an inability to walk a
straight line, I don't know.
Sale
November 7, 2008
The holiday sales have started. The
Twin
Cities Calendar for November has
links &
coupon codes for 10-15% off at Barnes & Noble .com
starting right now and lasting through November 16th
I Voted
November 4, 2008
What's cool about today is that people can make a difference. There are
genuine differences between the candidates for president, this time. We
can judge the preceding administration and seek a better future.
What would I like? I'd like a more dynamic democracy. What we have is a
representative democracy that pays attention to the public once every
four years. What I'd like to see is a democracy that makes us vote, not
every day or every week, but frequently on issues that matter. Too much
can happen in the course of four years without the accountability of
voters.
An easy argument against increased voting is voter turnout. Voters
don't usually vote. But
that
can turn quickly into a cyclical argument -- voters don't vote because
their vote doesn't alway matter. Personally, I've never evaluated
whether my vote in a particular election mattered or not; I've always
voted. To me, it's something I
have
to do. (Hang on.) The rest of the world just called. They say if you
don't want to vote, could they vote for you?
There was no line at the poll this morning. One election judge asked
me, "Have you voted before?" I responded, Yes. She explained,
"You look young."
What I didn't say is that I've voted a lot,
and I am young.
Eye Rock
October
27, 2008
I was at a Rock
Show recently. The music wasn't that hot,
but the rock was
metamorphic!
Staring at different varieties of rock, I stopped when one
of them stared back. It looked like an eye... a big eye...
over
three inches long. I picked it up and looked it over. It
looked
me
over.
The
price
of this eye was $2. The
old woman behind the table couldn't see how I could want such a rock,
but I bought it. I asked her if she knew what type of rock it was, but
she said she didn't know and shooshed me away.
Talking with a rock showman, he confirmed that it was an agate and
seeing the sticker price, he confirmed that I got a great deal.
My concern is about the attitude of the old woman. She acted as
though the rock was bad luck.
Hardly. I don't believe in luck. Probabilities? Yes. Odds? Certainly.
Luck? No.
Besides, the Internet says that agates are a source of good fortune.
They prevent insomnia, cure skin diseases, enhance creativity, divert
dangerous storms, increase concentration, help truthfulness, improve TV
programming...
Okay, it didn't say anything about TV programming.
If there is such a thing as luck, I make my own and I'm the luckiest
guy I know. But the rock is neither good luck nor bad luck and staring
at me won't make me change my mind.
Halloween Masks Still
Available
Area
halloween masks may be moist inside from
being tried on by too many people; store workers
October 25, 2008
Party stores, magic shops, and discount stores report a
deep
stock of halloween costumes, although "the stock is dropping," said one
clerk through a mask that she still intends to sell. "Mumble mutter
mumble mumble," she continued through the mask while bumping headlong
into a display of styrofoam skulls.
Talk radio host masks are still not selling well at all.
One clerk explained through an unrecognizable mask, "Mumble mumble
mumble mutter mumble."
Blueberry Frost
October 21, 2008
Minnesota leaves are painted firey reds and oranges and yellows. The
maple trees show off the most color, but sumac bushes also show their
fire.
Here are some red blueberry leaves with frost after a very fruitful
year of blueberries.
This week's guest password is SWORDFISH without the word.
Voting
Is Easy
October 19, 2008
Minnesota
makes voting easy. If you have never voted or even registered, all you
have to do is go to your polling place with some
identification,
and you can vote. To vote,
you use a
pen. Nothing could be simpler.
There are
also alternatives for people with disabilities,
such as AutoMark.
1. Find your
polling
location
2. Go there on Tuesday, November 4, 2008 between 7am - 8pm
3. If you're registered - show them your driver's license or other
identification
4. They'll find you on a list and either mark you off or have you sign
it
5. They'll give you a ballot in a paper sleeve
6. In a private booth, you fill in the boxes next to your choices on
the ballot
7. Slide the ballot into a scanning machine & return the sleeve
It's easy! Plus, here's some
Candidate
information and other resources
Electricians
Shocked By All The Attention On Plumbers
October 16, 2008
Three out of every four electricians surveyed after last
night's
presidential debate were surprised by the amount of coverage plumbers
were receiving. "Without power, they couldn't have even had a debate,"
said Elle the electrician. Then after a pause she quietly added, "Well,
there
would've been a debate... sure... but no one would've seen it."
Political cartoons
more cartoons,
more cartoons,
& still more cartoons
Stuck on Seriousness
October 15, 2008
Hopefully I'll stop being so serious soon, but in the meantime last
night's Frontline: The Choice presented historical portraits of the
presidential candidates, Barack Obama and John McCain. I missed part of
it, but the whole program is on
YouTube
and at
PBS
Frontline.
Vikings 30, Saints 27
October 6, 2008
Great game. The score was repeatedly tied throughout it.
Background of the Bang
September 23, 2008
Go to almost any movie theater, almost any day of the year, and you'll
have nearly any seat available. But a lecture on theoretical
astrophysics? Theoretical astrophyics fills every seat plus
about
fifty people choosing to stand for over two hours. The lecture in
Physics Hall at the University of Minnesota was called "Finding the Big
Bang." I went because I didn't know it was missing.
With a voice that cracked like an adolescent, Jim Peebles took the
crowd through a mixture of the 20th century history of the big bang
theory, an explanation of the way the theory exists today, and a
slideshow of the characters that have blazed the trail. He was dynamic
and thoroughly enjoys this subject, without really discussing his
contribution of the primordial isocurvature baryon model. I think he
summed up the status of the Big Bang when he said, "We are making deep
progress while being totally bewildered."
Vikings 20, Panthers 10
September 21, 2008
The mood at tailgating was moody. The weather was perfect
-- sunny, temperatures in the high 70s.
The expectations were low. Many of the tailgaters come better prepared
than the Minnesota Vikings have at recent games. And the tailgaters
prepare to have fun no matter what.
And it was fun. Until...
Today I was indirectly attacked through
my closet. That's where
I keep all my stuff. Unprovoked and without warning, my closet was hit
by a harsh case of the gravities. The gravities pulled everything down
and squished it in a pile. The bad news is that the
organization is shot.
The good news is that I've got way
more room for stuff. The gravities left a cavity. I've got to call my
dentist, "I've got this huge cavity... in my closet."
The
35W Bridge
reopened
on September 18th at 5am. There was much celebration.
Yeah!
I
climb down dozens of flights of stairs without seeing anyone.
Opening a metal gate, I end up between a kitchen and a loading dock.
Doors are propped open with bricks. All the air of the hotel is
ventilated out nearby, a hot concoction of smells that would take a dog
weeks to analyze, categorize, and discern. I pick up an Indulgence
Hotel ball cap, discarded in a pile of dust and dirt. I brush it off
and twirl it on my index finger. I lean against the cinder block wall,
twirling the cap, watching the traffic of people and the variety of
cart. Linen carts, housekeeping carts, hand carts stacked with boxes,
serving carts...
"You. Are you working?"
I look around me and smirk, "Not at the
moment..."
"Funny. Take this to the One Mississippi
Room."
I take the box the direction my new boss
indicated. I never realized getting a job could be so easy. I always
complicated the process with paperwork and questions and... here's a
map. I go down this hall, and it looks as though I have to take some
stairs, but it'snot clear if I have to go down or up. Turning down the
hall, the stairs and ramp only go up. I find One Mississippi right next
to Two Mississippi. The sign for One Mississippi says, Common
Communication. I swear. Setting down the box, I pull the baseball cap
on as far down over my head and body as it will go. It only stretches
down to my ears and even then itis threatening to launch off my head. I
pick up the box and head in. Belle Beckett and Samuel Morrison are
there with two others. They are talking about me! My letter! I drop the
box off on a free end of the table they are working at.
"That was fast," they say to me.
"If you need anything else, let us
know," I tell them hoarsely. On my way out the door, my cap rockets off
my head and parachutes back into my hands. I head back the way I came.
Subtle. I am subtle as a brick.
Harness Synergistic Infrastructures and Streamline Frictionless
Web-readiness are easy to envision when you have this
handy tool
from Dack Ragus of Edina.
I'm
reading a book titled "The Pleasure of Finding Things Out," written by
a late, great physicist, Richard Feynman. He says that what
is "so
unusual about good scientists is that while they're doing whatever
they're doing, they're not so sure of themselves as others are. They
can live with steady doubt, think 'maybe it's so' and act on that, all
the time knowing it's only a 'maybe.'"
To me, that's the flipside of learning.
Once you know it all, learning stops. There isn't anything
else to
learn.
I can't imagine knowing it all. The more I learn, the more I
realize I
have yet to learn.
Hearing
that could really frustrate a grade schooler. Kids would ask,
"Then what's the point of learning, if you can't know it all?"
The answer is in Doubt-Part
2.