Monthly Archives: April 2006

Ernest Angley Still At It

When I was a kid and cable TV had yet to come to our house I used to scroll the six stations on our TV looking for something interesting to watch at odd hours.  Sometimes I came across a faith healing tele-preacher named Ernest Angley who was easily the most entertaining crackpot I’d ever seen.  I’d sit mesmerized, watching as people in 50s-era eyeglasses and polyester jumpsuits would come forward, one after another, to be healed.  The best were the ones who would get smacked on the forehead and then with knees locked fall backwards into the arms of Angley’s waiting assistants.  Even at 12 years old I couldn’t believe any sane person would fall for the act, but he was on week after week so obviously someone bought it. (Further evidence can be found in this article from 1980…in Penthouse?  Don’t worry the link goes to someone else’s archive.)

I figured Angley was either long dead or in jail but it ends up he’s in Ohio (surprised?) and is now exporting his faith healing to impoverished countries.  Oh, what a wonderful world we live in.

Smithsonian Debate

One of the more vivid childhood memories I have is of going to weekend classes at the Smithsonian.  One class was nature drawing (I’ll never forget the smell of the stuffed beaver they put in the middle of the table for us to draw) and another was black and white photography using a pinhole camera that I made myself in class (I’ll never forget the smells from the darkroom either).  That was right after my parents split up and we were pretty broke, so I’m not sure how my mom swung it but I’m glad she did.

Anyway I thought about those experiences when I was reading this NY Times article on a joint venture between the Smithsonian and Showtime that should mean some big dollars for the Smithsonian.  It is also raising the ire of many folks and it is worrying others who think that it will closet off some of the Smithsonian’s collection.

But as the Times article points out the Smithsonian is always struggling with cash issues, in no small part because access to all the Smithsonian museums is free.  To be honest I never knew that any museums charged admission until I was asked to pony up to get into MOMA in NY.  I was shocked and then very appreciative of what the Smithsonian is and does for free.

So my question is this: is the Smithsonian justified in entering joint ventures with commercial enterprises if it means that they can keep admission free?  It is quite possible that one issue has nothing to do with the other, I really don’t know, but if they are related and deals like this help keep admission free is it worth it?

Help Thy Neighbor, as Long as It’s Not Those People

You know it had to happen: NIMBY in the wake of Katrina.  From AC360:

You know the phrase "not in my back yard?" Well, how about "not next door to my mansion!"

Homeowners
in a private, gated subdivision in New Orleans are furious that FEMA is
putting a trailer park for evacuees next door.

The homeowners
argue that there’s plenty of vacant land in the city. The city
councilwoman who represents the subdivision proposed an alternate site.
But FEMA ignored the proposal and started moving in trailers.

That
has made Mayor Ray Nagin so angry that he says he won’t allow any more
group trailer sites in the city — and he wants the FEMA workers
kicked-out.

FEMA says the city has "jeopardized" the housing
effort, and FEMA says it may demand that the city pay back the $1.5
million FEMA has spent on the site so far. The Mayor says no way.

Like I said back in the fall, it’s time we get rid of all the bastards who were in charge at the local, state and federal levels.  If it was me and I had people whining about the placement of some mobile homes near their houses, in the aftermath of a natural disaster mind you, I’d be sorely tempted to use a little eminent domain on their butts.  Or I’d at least put them on national TV and expose their greedy, elitist faces for the whole world to see.

Sport As It Should Be

Last night I went over to Miller Park in Winston-Salem and watched my wife, Celeste, play in her first-ever tennis match.  She was a nervous wreck for days before the match and was really concerned with how she was going to play, whether or not she would be able to remember the rules, how to score, etc.  Well, she and her partner won 6-2 and 6-4 and I’m damn proud of how she played.

The experience was great for more reasons than her play and her winning.  The league she’s in is a USTA 2.0 women’s league which is a pretty rare species.  The USTA ranks players so that, at least in concept, you can play against a bunch of people of similar ability.  Since 2.0 is for raw beginners you don’t find people playing it for more than one season so it’s hard to get enough people together to play.  The ladies that continue playing out of this league will all be in at least a 2.5 league by next year. 

What made this so much fun for me was seeing how much fun these ladies were having.  They laughed at themselves when they made mistakes, they helped each other out with scoring and in general they all seemed to be having a great time.  That’s a stark difference from many of the 4.0 level leagues I’ve played in.  In fact some of the biggest ass-wipes I’ve ever encountered have been on tennis courts.  So seeing these ladies have so much fun reminded why I liked tennis in the first place.

Line of the night from one of Celeste’s opponents when she was slow to call a ball out: "Well I just feel so BAD when the ball goes out I don’t want to call it."

Oh, and seeing how much Celeste has improved in just a few weeks of practice was a real eye-opener.  I’m going to have to watch my back.  Note to my buddy Ted: She already hits harder than me which means she hits a crap-load harder than you:)

Mixed-doubles anyone?

It’s Not My Fault

As a parent one of the hardest lessons for me to teach is personal accountability,  mainly because I often feel like a hypocrite.  For instance the other night Celeste and I were giving our oldest son grief for his interim grade report which to much of the world would have been fine but to us smacked of underachievement.  Our opinion is supported by the fact that his grades are regularly dragged down by incomplete or missing homework assignments.  Of course his initial reaction is to state that his grades are better than all his friends’ which just throws fuel on our fire and he’s learned to keep his mouth shut.  But I can see in his eyes he still thinks it.

My problem is that I have to come down on him knowing full well that I did the same, if not worse.  Of course if I didn’t get on him and stay on him I’d just be coasting as a parent and I’m not going to do that.  I fully expect my kids to grow up and be better people than I could ever be and I’m going to do my damndest to help show them the way.

Unfortunately I don’t think my kids are getting good object lessons from the leaders of our country when it comes to taking personal responsibility for their actions.  President Bush would be an easy target for this so I won’t take that shot, but I will point to one current example of someone needing to learn to accept responsibility for her actions.  Rep. Cynthia McKinney had a little altercation with a Capitol Police officer when she forgot to wear a lapel pin that identifies her as a member of Congress and then after breezing past the security line at the Capitol (members are allowed to do that) was asked to stop three times by the officer.  When she failed to stop he touched her and she slugged him.  She says that he was overly aggressive and touched her inappropriately and believes that even without the pin he should have recognized her and that his actions were prompted by the fact that she was black.

Rather than acknowledge that she may have contributed to the situation Rep. McKinney played the race card.  How nice.  She could have said, "Well I should have worn my pin and I probably should have stopped to identify myself, but the officer was entirely too aggressive in stopping me and I think it had something to do with the fact that I was black" and this would be easier to swallow.  Instead she accuses an officer she doesn’t even claim to know of racism and assault and can’t even admit that she may have contributed to the situation.  Isn’t it a form of racism to assume another person is racist because they offend you and happen to be of a different race.  Couldn’t it just be that you are an onerous jerk?

I’ve always found the race card an interesting play because it tends to appear and disappear depending on the situation.  For instance I doubt that Rep. McKinney would claim that she is probably elected only because she comes from a heavily black voting district, not because she’s the most qualified for the job.  Of course if she lived in a diverse or heavily white neighborhood and lost an election she would probably claim it’s because she’s black. You see, playing the race card to avoid personal responsibility also precludes you from recognition for personal achievement.

Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely think there should be laws and regulations against excluding people from business, neighborhoods, organizations, etc. because of their race.  I also believe that preferential treatment specifically because of race is a mistake because it denies those receiving the preferential treatment from their due recognition.

And that’s the lesson I want my kids to learn.  They need to take responsibility for their actions and when they do they’ll be able to pridefully enjoy the achievements that are sure to follow.

A Feast of Information

A few weeks ago I gave up on reading RSS feeds through MyYahoo and started using Bloglines and I can’t tell you how much it has helped me.  The change coincided with a ramp-up for me in regards to work so I just don’t have any free time to keep up with reading.  If I were still using MyYahoo I’d be stuck because the RSS feeds are transient; the headlines appear until  they are replaced by the newest posts for that particular feed.  With Bloglines I can save feeds that look interesting and read them later.  Sounds simple, but it is an incredibly valuable tool and when I have the time I’m going to start looking into other tools that might have a similar positive impact on my information consumption.

In looking at my Bloglines feed page I’ve noticed a curious pattern; there are certain blogs (feeds) I check every day and others I let go for a while and within the blogs I read every day there are those that I tend to save lots of stories from and others that, while valuable, provide me with nothing I want to reference later.  Here are some of the blogs I read regularly and the number of stories I’ve saved over the last couple of weeks:

When I think about it I guess it makes sense.  BoingBoing and bookofjoe are both interesting compilations that to me are a unique blend of magazine and catalog, while the others I read more like newspapers.  I probably find just as much of interest on Ed Cone, Vie de Malchance, Hogg’s, etc. but it isn’t the kind of information I save for later use.  On the other hand Boing Boing and bookofjoe always have features about really cool trinkets and doodads that I tell myself I’ll use some day.  Probably not, but it’s the digital equivalent of ripping pages out of magazines/catalogs and stuffing them in a drawer.

BTW, here’s a not-comprehensive list of the things I found valuable enough to save:

Another info-management tool I’m trying to use more is my "social bookmark" page at del.icio.us.  Basically it lets me bookmark and "tag" any pages I come across with keywords that mean something to me.  There’s a little box on the right hand side of my blog that shows my most recent del.icio.us tags but if you want to browse the whole thing you can do it here.

This whole information-overload-management thing is becoming kind of a pain in the ass but I’m hoping to figure out a way to use these tools to organize it all so it is more a fancy feast and less a gluttonous mess.

Fight, Fight, Fight!

Although I was sad to see my boys at Mason go down to Florida, I’m still tickled pink that they made it to the Final Four.  It certainly put my alma mater on the map and although Mason isn’t a small school, it is a young school at just 35 years old as a university.  So it came as no surprise to me or any of my fellow alums that I’ve talked to that we didn’t have a fight song.  I thought maybe I had just forgotten the thing, having spent my 4+ years at Mason in a beer-induced fog, but it ends up that there wasn’t one to begin with.  Here’s the story:

Administrators Scramble to Compose Lyrics For GMU Fight Song
Mar 31st – 10:01am

INDIANAPOLIS — When George Mason University Band Director Anthony Maiello
composed the school’s Fight Song a few years ago, he never got down to
writing lyrics. Instead he just used "Fight — Fight — Fight" for each
note.

But after the basketball team advanced to the Final Four of the men’s
championship tournament, the NCAA called asking for the words.

That sent several administrators scrambling this week to come up with real
words to accompany the music.
Associate Athletic Director Sue Collins wound up borrowing the opening
lyrics from the Washington Redskins and also included a phrase from nearby
Fairfax High School’s fight song.

The lyrics are as follows:

Hail to George Mason Patriot green and gold We are George Mason, home of the
brave and bold Hail to George Mason Proud for all to see Catch our spirit
feel our pride Onward to victory

Well, at least we have one now, but I think I’m going to request a re-write.  If we’re going to build tradition then we can at least do it with an un-lame fight song.