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Sunday, July 20, 2008

  • "Subsidized Apathy"

    This stunning essay by Theodore Dalrymple describes what happens to individuals when the government supplies all wants and needs.  Here's a quote:

    By the end of three months my [foreign guest] doctors have, without exception, reversed their original opinion that the welfare state, as exemplified by England, represents the acme of civilization. On the contrary, they see it now as creating a miasma of subsidized apathy that blights the lives of its supposed beneficiaries. They come to realize that a system of welfare that makes no moral judgments in allocating economic rewards promotes antisocial egotism. The spiritual impoverishment of the population seems to them worse than anything they have ever known in their own countries. And what they see is all the worse, of course, because it should be so much better. The wealth that enables everyone effortlessly to have enough food should be liberating, not imprisoning. Instead, it has created a large caste of people for whom life is, in effect, a limbo in which they have nothing to hope for and nothing to fear, nothing to gain and nothing to lose. It is a life emptied of meaning.

    I'm adding his book Life at the Bottom to my reading list.

Monday, July 14, 2008

  • Did I just see a . . .

    It was past noon, and I was driving on our road bent on getting home to do work after the girls’ swimming lesson and playground time in the park.  Then we just had to stop and back up.  Was that what we thought it was?  Had we just seen a goat pulling a cart?  Yes, we had. 

     

    A mother, her daughter, and a neighbor were training the black goat in preparation for a 4-H event at the fair.  Not only did they demonstrate for us, but they also invited us to ride.  The girls took a short spin first, then I got on the seat behind the creature, who was a tad reluctant.  The owner said that goats are capable of pulling very heavy loads.  The goat wanted me to believe otherwise, I think.  It was hot and he was black.  He did speed up at one point in the short, smooth trip.  The owner’s daughter said that he always did that when he saw shade approaching. 

     

    I liked the cart.  It was metal and rubber and lightweight.  I could see where it had been welded and wondered whether a family member had put it together.  No—it turns out that they had ordered it from some sort of goat accessories catalogue, and the cart was Amish-made. 

     

    A goat catalogue.  Who knew?  

     

    The Hobbit update: She's stopped reading it after a couple of chapters.  It's "not very interesting."  Maybe some evening she'll be in the mood for it again. 

     

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

  • Odds & Ends

    The girls went to their second day of swimming lessons today.  I will be driving into town for just that half hour lesson for the next two weeks.  "It feels like just five minutes, not thirty minutes," Annika said today. I ended up hanging around with them at the park until public swim time.  They swam for a couple of hours, until all had to exit the baby pool for the rest of the afternoon because, well, a baby did what babies do.  At least I hope it was a baby.  It was probably one of those adorable ones I saw with very chubby legs, a bonnet, and a good mood.  Who knew it could wreak that much devastation?

    Swim time cost us $14 dollars.  For some reason, I have to pay admission, even though I'm not swimming.  I saw the packed pool area and thought about all the money that park is making.

    The girls are at such a fun age:

    I gave Danielle The Hobbit tonight.  She's vastly more open-minded about things I suggest to her than she used to be.  I encouraged her to skip the intros and move into the story.  I didn't want her to lose interest.  "But they seem really interesting," she said.  She told me later that Tolkien's description of the hobbit-hole reminded her of Lewis, and she thought this was evidence that they had rubbed off on each other.  (I had told her earlier that Lewis and Tolkien had been friends.)  She was deeply engrossed until she fell asleep earlier than usual--all that swimming today did her in. I love to see her enjoy a book I enjoyed.

    Danielle's been reading an updated sequel to Rebecca of Sunnybrook farm, and she says that it's really good until it starts talking about her Rebecca's friends' lives instead of Rebecca's.  "It's not interesting," she says.  And today: "It doesn't help the story."

    The other day I saw this odd scene when I walked in the girls' room: an old nest on the bed (a friend found it last year), and Annika whimpering and cringing from it.  "Don't worry," Danielle was saying to her.  "It's just an ordinary northern flicker." 

     

     

Friday, July 04, 2008

  • Shock Jocks

    [Slightly edited.]

    I began this post about three years ago and have always wanted to finish it.  So I'll reprint my original introduction in brown font and then continue in regular text. 

    Running a household entails performing dozens of mundane tasks--alone.  So when I'm working on something mindless, such as cleaning the kitchen, and I'm within thirty feet of the radio, it's always on.  And I like to saturate my mind with the speech of some of the most reviled men and women in the country--right-wing talk show hosts. 

    Now I'm not going to say that some of these charismatic right-wingers don't stir up trouble, or that they don't make needlessly provocative or ignorant statements.  Some of them do.  What I am going to say is that every talk program is different, and needs to be considered on its own merits--not dismissed as a poisonous force in society just because of a reputation--not totally undeserved--for rudeness, racism, and [hatred for certain people]. 

    I thought I would help differentiate between the programs by describing them, my beloved favorites first and the ones that send me sprinting for the tuner taking up the rear.

    1. Michael Medved:
    The conservative talk show world contains a lot of Michaels, but this one is superior.  He comes on from twelve to three in my area, and I always welcome his intro music and his optimistic lead-in.  He's a brilliant talker, making it look easy.  His introductions are intriguing, his segues always smooth, and his format crisp. 

    I'll divide my analysis into several categories, which get rated with one to four notches up on my volume control:

    Charm/Charisma/Likeability: Michael Medved gets four notches up.  Where I live now, he gets played for only a little while on Sunday mornings, and I miss him.  Medved comes across as a genuine, unpretentious regular guy. However, he can be deliberately provocative by not hiding his disgust--dressed as harsh humor--about what he calls "celebrity bastard babies" or cities' unhelpful policies toward their homeless populations, but since I'm not his target, it doesn't bother me. 

    Self-Awareness/Intrapersonal Intelligence: Turn him up four notches.  As good as he is at what he does, he is not a narcissist. 

    Depth/Breadth of Knowledge: Four.  This guy was a history major and apparently paid attention to every detail.  No one can trip him up in any discussion.  Plus, he keeps up with all the latest studies and polls.  He has a keen mind. 

    Explanation of Undergirding Principals/Avoidance of Superficiality: Blast the volume four notches.  This guy gives no knee-jerk simplistic replies.  His ideas are based on years of thinking about history and its implications.

    Eloquence/Articulateness: Four.  He talks simply so that it sounds easy, but whatever is going on in his head is crystal clear to the listener. 

    Choice/Arrangment of Topics: Four.  He maintains a perfect balance between planning ahead and thinking as he talks.  So he lures listeners in by dangling questions and statistics, and once he has them, he rounds out the topics in monologues (my favorite) and/or invites callers to challenge him with the opposite view.  And--oh, he has several topics a day.  None of this bringing up one or two topics to flay for three hours.  And as I said earlier, his segues are always clever.

    Guests: I have to give him a four.  He often invites book authors and other serious, learned masters of fascinating topics.  Then he asks them questions and listens to them talk. 

    Callers: Four.  Most of the time, though, his callers disagree with him, because he formats his show that way.  Debate ensues, and sometimes Medved concedes points.  No caller, no matter how learned, gets away with any inaccuracies, because Medved calls them on it.  This host enjoys playing the "Call of the Week," which features the looniest caller.

    Civility/Engagement with "Liberals": Turn it up four.  This man invites debate, listens at length to the opposing viewpoint (unless the opposition made an inaccurate statement) and then offers his view.  He never gets to the point where two people are talking over one another.  He will also have guests on the show with whom he disagrees.  Yes, there have been cases in which people are derided (see "Call of the Week"), but if someone presents his point of view consistently and thoughtfully, Medved will verbalize his respect. 

     

    Now since I'm out of time, I will turn to a Michael on the other end of the spectrum: Michael Savage.  Savage is on during peak hours for me, from four to seven--right when I'm cooking dinner and doing chores.  Sometimes, when I dare to turn the radio on, this is what I get:

    Charm/Charisma/Likeability: Turn it up one or two notches.  His behavior interests me.  For example, he'll ask his sound man to play a song, then yell at him to "TURN IT OORF, TURN IT OORF!!"  Such unexpected rudeness is routine on his show.  You never know when he's going to turn on a caller who is just being nice to him and blast him with loud and puzzling objections.  He delivers scorching speeches about those with whom he disagrees.  "Nazi" is a part of his regular vocabulary. He often takes on a jeering, mocking register when pretending to quote the opposition. 

    Self-Awareness/Intrapersonal Intelligence: One notch.  It's hard to tell the extent of his narcissism.  He'll be going on and on about some quality in himself and then start chuckling and I realize he might be kidding.  Yet he really does think he's a specially gifted man, and he's enraged--convinced that he was cheated out of his opportunities early on because of affirmative action.  Otherwise, who knows what he would be doing now, he seems to be saying.  He talks often about back when he was studying for his doctorate.  We hear about his doctorate often.  He claims an improbable number of millions of listeners and claims a huge, dubious figure when he's talking about the number of Americans who expressed a wish for him to run for president.

    Depth/Breadth of Knowledge: Turn it up one and a half notches.  Again, this aspect of his show is puzzling to sort out. He certainly reminds us often that he knows a lot.  He talks a great deal about--something.  And he seems to have picked up a good bit of odd trivia, with which he beats the listener over the head--"IT'S THE COELECANTH, AN ANCIENT FISH.  I'LL BET YOU DIDN'T KNOW THAT, HUH?  WELL LISTEN TO THIS SHOW FOR AWHILE, YOU'LL PICK UP A LOT OF THINGS YOU HAVEN'T HEARD BEFORE."   He'll develop murky political analogies, one of which  involved that ancient fish.  He'll talk about cooking and congratulate the caller who realized that his cooking monologue was really a cleverly disguised allegory of current events.  Also, sometime in the past he's written a book on nutrition to which he regularly refers.  When he talks about news items, I take him with a grain of salt because he's so emotionally invested, especially in reports involving the police.

    Explanation of Undergirding Principals/Avoidance of Superficiality: A half a notch.  It's actually difficult to tell where he's coming from as far as undergirding principals are concerned.  He seems to be all over the place; it's hard to pin him down to a consistent worldview.  Lots of bellyaching about the downturn our country is taking and yearning for the good old days doesn't do it for me.  As for superficiality, Savage constantly blasts "liberals" with unflattering names and blames them for most of our problems.

    Eloquence/Articulateness: One notch.  His delivery is emotional, wandering, scattershot.  He tells stories that start out pretty, but it's often hard to understand the point.  Often, he seems to just plain contradict himself. 

    Choice/Arrangment of Topics: Please just turn it down.  There--so we don't hear it.  What arrangement of topics?  He just sits in the studio monologuing according to his mood and whims.  He delights in doing this, and is sure his listeners feel the same way. 

    Guests: Turn it up three notches.  Now and then he'll have guests, usually authors, and he lets them talk. 

    Callers: Half a notch.  His callers are of the fawning variety.  They rarely disagree with him--they think he's wonderful--and when they do disagree, they're timid about expressing it.  He often asks callers a barrage of questions that help him reflect all caller energy back on to his own views.  One man did carefully express a legitimate disagreement with one point in Savage's speeches about the polygamist camp and Savage kept dodging, artlessly and obviously.  The man would carefully reword and Savage would dodge again, getting angrier.  This is where I turn down the radio and do the dishes in silence. 

    Civility/Engagement with "Liberals": Turn it down all the way.  Sometimes his verbal blasts give me no other choice.  Nothing gets accomplished on his show but feeding the "rage" of people who are already angry about the same things that he is. 

    If I get time, I'll evaluate some other hosts--Dennis Miller, Laura Ingraham, Sean Hannity, Dennis Praeger, Hugh Hewitt, ahem--Rush Limbaugh, and Michael I-always-forget-his-Irish-last-name.  Stay tuned. 

     



Friday, June 27, 2008

  • Summer Pictures '08

    My sister, Michelle, just left for her camp nurse job in Maine on Wednesday.  The Wednesday before, she had a photo session with the girls.  We haven't done one in a long time.  If you want to see the pictures and I didn't message you with the link and password, let me know. 

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