No Water, No Cry
May 02, 2010
OK, I should probably be shot for bastardizing the great Fugees song like that, I think I may have it out of context. And yes, I know it was Marley. Anyhow, I digress.
We're in the midst of a little water situation out here in Boston. Some would like to call it a catastrophe and while it doesn't feel like such to me I think they would be right.
I heard about it via Twitter Saturday afternoon shortly before taking off to a Kentucky Derby party. I paid no mind as the party was in an unaffected suburb and I expected it would be resolved within a few hours. At the party I realized the water was essentially off for the evening so we stopped at a 7-11 on the way home and found we were more than a few hours late to that party, all the water had long since been sold out. Luckily I had a Nalgene bottle on reserve at Jen's place and she had a few bottles in her fridge, enough to rehydrate each of us after some Mint Juleps and beer.
I woke up well before Jen and as is our unspoken agreement I quietly left her apt. to run some errands until it was late enough for her to wake up as well. I headed to Target for some potting soil and had little intent to get any water even though NPR was talking about the disaster and saying it may be over by Tuesday or may last over a week. When I arrived at Target at 8:15 and saw 2 pallets of water just inside the entrance and at least 2 cases in each cart it dawned on me the magnitude of the disaster. I picked up a case of bottles and 4 gallons, thinking it was just for the two of us and not wanting to take more than a 2-3 day supply of petroleum-based bottles. I made a game-time decision at the checkout and realized it was a situation where it was OK to overbuy and went for a 2nd case.
Anyhow, I've been trying to figure out what, if anything, will be the takeaway from this disaster. On one hand, it may aid in people not taking water for granted and allow them to appreciate how fortunate we are to have clean water so readily available. It's a nice thought but American's have shown to have a short memory so I kind of doubt that will be the case. It could get people back into the habit of buying bottled water instead of drinking from the tap. It is a trend which has gone down recently, either as a result of ecological concerns or people cutting back on their spending. I could see some in the Boston area feeling concern for the safety of tap water and going instead for bottled water (though it is usually just tap water from someone elses reservoir). And finally, I could see it having no effect whatsoever, which really is the most likely.
For the moment at least, I am certainly more mindful and appreciative of water. I've been boiling it to wash dishes, for coffee, and to brush my teeth. I haven't touched the bottled water yet, I am using that only when necessary, like tomorrow when they have suggested we bring our own water to work. We'll see how long it takes me to forget.
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Apple and Censorship
Mar 22, 2010
I came across this article about Apple rejecting an iPhone app created by a German artist on the grounds that it was indecent. I can see and on some level respect Apple's desire and right...I'm going to allow myself to revisit that word later...to censor content created explicitly for distribution on their proprietary platform but it also concerns me.
First off, I see a significant disparity in their decision to block this individual app. The rejected app is not an app to sift the internet for porn or troll for random sexual encounters. It shows normal people who aren't even fully naked in an attempt to make an artistic point. "What is art?" could be debated and our opinions may differ but they are blocking an app which doesn't even show actual nudity. However, if you go to the iTunes store you can purchase the Black Crowes album Amorica whose cover is a close up image of a woman in a flag thong with pubic hair showing. You can also purchase 200 songs from 2 Live Crew, whose lyrics might not be as shocking today as they were in the 80's but promote recreational sex and the objectification of women, to put it quite mildly. I have some trouble understanding why one of these items is banned from their online store but the others are permitted.
My other concern has to do with the extension of this policy to the iPad, which releases in a couple of weeks. Should the iPad become the most widely used ebook reader and Apple continues to censor content this could have real implications with the availability of texts. OK, that might be a stretch. However, a more concrete example is in college texts. If Apple found that app objectionable who is to say they would let a college Sexuality text onto their platform? I worked on such texts back in the day and have seen content they could find more objectionable than near-nudity.
I think the chances of them blocking such a text are pretty slim, honestly, because they would be blocking themselves from a revenue stream and the potential of a school requiring adoption of their platform for ebooks.
I wonder if the answer lies in revenue. I couldn't find if this app is free or requires a fee but it would be much easier to block something which will provide no income than songs or texts which will certainly bring in money.
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Some Pre-St. Patty's Day Irish
Feb 28, 2010
I've been getting in touch with my Irish heritage a bit more as of late. A few weeks ago I tried my hand at set dancing and last night I went to see The Wolf Tones.
Set dancing, as I explain it, is traditional Irish square dancing. Now you may be assuming I decided to do it just to get in back in touch but you would be WRONG. In fact the surprising answer is that I did it for a woman. In my defense, Jen and I are well past the 'I'll do this and pretend I like it because I want to date you' phase. It's something she does with some regularity and I wanted to see what it was all about. So I headed out to The Burren on Monday night to see for myself.
What it's all about is my second freaking calling! I was apparently pretty good. Nay, I was fantastic. Though there were a few differences from the video in the earlier link. First, our music was being played off a computer. No live band for my beginners lessons. Second, that tapping your feet in unison stuff you see? Yeah, we kind of skipped that part. Apparently my first night at these lessons was a night they chose to work on an advanced set so they didn't worry about my footwork as much as they were concerned with my upper body getting from point A to point B appropriately and my arms reaching out to hold hands when appropriate. But luckily I'm naturally fleet-footed so I can't imagine the next lesson being any worse. (It may be hard for you to detect the sarcasm in my writing, I absolutely blow at moving my feet in a rhythmic manner.)
Anyhow, I enjoyed myself much more than I expected (PLEASE don't tell Jen) and will probably be back in the near future. While I have no idea if my ancestors ever partook of the traditional dance I liked to think I was performing a dance they had done, if just a lot more crappily.
Last night I went to see The Wolf Tones, a traditional Irish folk band that formed in the 1960's. It's strange because I have found an equal number of people who really love their music as those who have never heard of them.
I'm still kind of processing a lot of what I saw. The band was great though I got the sense that they had performed this exact show more than a few times in the last 40 years. I suppose some of that came from the slide show they had that was synchronized to the show. Though a funny moment was in the middle of the show when Windows Vista decided to install new software and forced a reboot. I had seen it coming, a message popped up and was counting down from 15 minutes, giving a user time to reboot but they just hid the window and then...bam. The presentation was over.
The processing comes from seeing so many people drink in excess, using an Irish gathering as the reason. I'm not going to go into it any further than that, I tend to have a rant around the middle of every March so I will save myself for then. But yes, there was a great deal of alcohol consumed and I am open to the possibility that I was just overly sensitive to it and that in reality there was nothing to be bothered by.
One such overly-imbibed woman happened to be at the table in front of us. I guess I should mention this was held in the largest union hall (IBEW, electricians) I had ever seen and we were all seated around circular card-type tables. It was BYOS (bring your own snacks) but they had a full bar. The blond woman was 5 or so years older than I and shapely but was not blessed with nice facial features. So by the last 4-5 songs she was pretty drunk and had decided dancing with the people at her table was not sufficient and had taken to me with chatting and the like. Mind you, I wasn't dancing (see part 1 of this post regarding the movement of feet) but I was standing up when the band 'suggested' it and holding hands as directed, all that stuff. So there was one song where we were supposed to hold our hands up and she grabbed mine and rather than make it awkward I just went along with it. Fine, no problem, I'm happily dating so I'll selflessly help this woman have fun. Then during the next song she put this ridiculous tall Irish hat with a fake red beard on my buddy Mike and snapped his picture. Then she put the hat on me and instead of taking my picture sat on my lap and had our picture taken. The next song came along and she wanted a picture with me, her friend, and her. The next song I had moved so a chair was between her and I. She turned around and danced with me (chair betwixt us) and then pulled me away from the chair so we could properly dance. Awesome. The next song was called "A Nation Once Again". At one point she leaned over and asked "why are they singing about being Haitian?". Needless to say we all had a good laugh at her expense later in the evening.
Somewhere in the midst of the show there was a more serious conversation between Mike and I. Namely, why are The Wolf Tones still out here doing this? It could have been for money or to feed their egos but we agreed it was to promote the history of Ireland and not let people forget those stories. A lot of the slides mentioned the brave men and women who gave their life for Ireland and the trials of the nation, and obviously the music followed suit.
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My Quick Physical
Feb 10, 2010
I went in for my yearly-ish physical yesterday. It was pretty uneventful, which obviously isn't a bad thing. I had two questions going into it, one of which was "how tall am I?". It's an odd question but since I kind of feel like I have been getting shorter I figured the easiest way to be certain was to be remeasured at the only place I had been measured in 10 years.
At the beginning of the visit a nurse took me to a room to get weighed and measured. The result is that I was 6'3/4". This seemed odd to me because on my last visit I was 5'11 1/4". Not only had I not shrunk but I had grown 1.5 inches in 15 months. I was skeptical to say the least.
Near the end of the appointment the doc asked if I had any questions and I told him I felt as though I may have shrunk some recently. He looked at my chart and said "You're 6 and 3/4 feet." Yes, I said, but I was 1.5 inches shorter last year and I KNOW I have not grown that much in one year. He didn't disagree but nor did he agree, he just kind of looked at me. "Did you have your feet against the wall when they measured you?" he asked. I said yes while suppressing my real answer "You mean 15 months ago, when I was last here, do I recall the placement of my feet when I was measured? No, I don't recall". He glanced towards the scale/height measuring thing no more than 3 feet from me and 5 from him and then just looked back at me. I kind of looked in the same direction with a thought that I hope was very similar to his. "We could measure me again now just to see if it clears things up." However, since I'm not the most straightforward person and don't like to impose (seriously, that is how it felt) I said nothing. He handed me a couple of papers, I offered a handshake and received a limp one in return, and I was off.
I understand my medical needs are relatively minor right now and he has patients who require more immediate and intensive care than I so he may want to focus his time with them. However, it's pretty sad when a physician can't, or won't, take the time for something as simple as a measurement.
Oh, and if you are wondering, I have a theory on why I may have shrunk. I think my core has become incredibly weak and I'm just generally not standing as straight as I once did. The easy and obvious remedy is to work some ab/back exercises back into my workout routines. At one time I did them pretty religiously but they've definitely fallen by the wayside. Now that I'm back to working out 3-4 times a week I need to try and make sure the workouts are more rounded, rather than focusing on my amazing guns.
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The Who Got a Raw Deal
Feb 08, 2010
Now I'm not going to sit here and pretend it was a great show. It wasn't a good performance and judging by the general reaction most of you probably liked it much less than I. 30 seconds into Pinball Wizard it was pretty obvious they couldn't hit the high notes they once achieved. There was a muffing of the words at one point and apparently (I did not see this myself) Pete Townshend messed up the guitar playing at one point but the sound continued flawlessly, indicating there may have been some prerecording or a backup band tucked away somewhere. Oh, and then there were the multiple stomach shots...unnecessary.
However...
At some point in the planning of the Super Bowl there was this guy, we'll call him Ted. Ted's job is to plan the halftime show. Ted calls a meeting (he works for a big corporation after all) blah blah blah committee finds a variety of acts blah blah Janet Jackson blah blah blah consensus blah blah blah he calls up Pete or Roger (or their manager, really) and says we want The Who to be the act at the Super Bowl halftime show. The Who, 3 years removed from their last tour, take the opportunity because they love being in the limelight and (who are we kidding) 12 minutes of work has never paid so well. (Yes, they prep, I know, but it's simpler that way.)
My point is, somebody picked them to perform. My question is, was the steps taken to ensure they could still perform at a level the Super Bowl audience would expect? My belief is that they did not and that person, or group of people, is more responsible than The Who for a Super Bowl performance that did not meet expectations. I believe a case could be made that The Who bears a fair amount of responsibility as they should have realized they were not in peak form but it's hard to find them culpable because which aging rock group would say no to that opportunity?
On another note, I think if we slightly separate ourselves from memories of an artist at their prime and the reality of a performance past their peak we can be very pleased with the show we see. This is easier to when physically in their presence, I believe, a fortune The Who did not have with a nationally televised event. When I saw Bob Dylan a few years back he was nowhere near the Dylan of old. However, it was clear he was a different singer, it was as if he was a new artist covering Bob Dylan in a unique way. But maybe that's part of where The Who went wrong. Rather than embrace that they are no longer The Who of old and reinvent their old songs they played the part of a cover band trying to be "THE WHO" and falling short.
So yes, the show could have been better but there was someone who decided they were the right fit. Maybe The Who sold out or genuinely thought they could pull it off like the days of old but all blame should not be pinned on them.
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Awareness
Jan 13, 2010
This was initially one post in two parts but the first went so long I broke it up. Since I don't post that often right now I don't want you to miss the first post of the day on Haiti. Also, donate.
I've had some misgivings lately about "awareness", especially as it relates to social media. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against people being more aware of life outside their apartment. I'm actually quite for it. However, I have concerns that people confuse raising awareness for action.
I have seen this twice recently. Initially I thought of this with the Facebook day of posting your bra color for breast cancer awareness and today it was the quake in Haiti.
One day last week all these cryptic status messages which only stated a color started popping up. Being the curious person I googled and found it was to raise awareness for breast cancer. One result I found stated that the purpose was that while the women looked under their shirt to identify the color of their bra they were encouraged to give themselves a little self-exam. (I cannot find that link now)
That's all well and good in theory but how does it work in practice? Did women actually checked themselves or did this simply become a fun Facebook game? Did anyone see the posts and learn anything about breast cancer?
The easy answer is that if even one woman checked herself or was prompted to schedule an overdue mammogram the gimmick was a success. And I completely agree with that. However, couldn't it have been much more effective if the status said "blue. Get checked." or anything of that nature to prompt action? I think this post, chosen because it was the first Google returned and NOT because it supports my point says it wonderfully. "When someone has found the cause of the bra color updates, they have been made aware. Mission accomplished. Some people may stumble upon a blog or article that spreads breast cancer awareness further. There is then possibility that people will be educated on breast cancer risks, self exams, early detection and more." (my emphasis) Why leave it to possibility that someone will stumble across the reason for the posts when it is so easy to include a link that would ensure they understand as well as provide solid information on how to take action? It's much less fun than posting just the color but a much more effective means of raising awareness (if that's your goal).
I saw this again today with "awareness" for the Haitian earthquake. First off, if it was noon and by reading facebook was how you learned of the earthquake you need to get out of the fucking hole you live in. So what purpose does it serve to say your thoughts are with those in Haiti when there is no action behind it, other than posting some generic blog post? How much more effective would it be to say "my thoughts are with those in Haiti, you can donate $10 by texting HAITI to 90999 if you are an AT&T customer or go to (choose the website of your choice)"? I was particularly bothered by twibbon, a twitter app that allows you to add a Haitian flag overlay to your twitter picture. Today they drove over 10,000 people to their site to add the Haitian flag to their twitter image yet on that page they don't provide any information on how to make a donation to those whom they are allegedly trying to support. Yes, they made people aware, I took note. But what did they DO? What tangible step was taken by their site? How hard would it have been to post a site to any one charity or a list of available charities to encourage people take real action?
Thanks for listening to my rant, I hope it moves you to act, even if that is just posting here to tell me I'm full of crap (but I would prefer if you chose to donate money to Haitian relief).
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Haiti
Jan 13, 2010
I'll say straight away the Haiti earthquake struck me more than expected and may have flavored this post more than even I would anticipate.
First off, an explanation of why I think it hit me. In the spring of 1998 or 1999 (it bleeds together by now) I spent my spring break in the Dominican Republic. Far from the all-included resort experience most people have when they visit the tropical country I spent a good amount of my trip among those much less fortunate than I. It's an experience I have struggled with since; to the point that for many years it paralyzed aspects of my life because I felt as though I could never do enough to help or live a life with some sense of solidarity with the conditions I saw.
Most directly affecting my mind last night and today was a trip to a Haitian refugee camp in the DR. Haitians are treated like shit in the DR. Think back to the days where a white would not sit next to a black on a bus in the United States and that was exactly where it was (is?) in the DR with Haitians. I sat on a bus where the only person that would set next to a Haitian was an American. Please don't get me wrong, none of this gives me any authority on the situation and that isn't my intent, it's simply to relate my very personal feelings.
The Haitian refugee camp was the worst living conditions I had ever seen. No running water or electricity and the only 'fresh' water they had access to was in a ravine behind the camp that was so heavily polluted and littered that in my upbringing I wouldn't set foot in it, much less drink from it. I absolutely cannot do the experience justice and can only say that if that life was better than the life they had in Haiti I can't fathom what life in Haiti held.
All those thoughts which had fallen largely to my subconscious came rushing back last night and moreso today. I woke up a bit crabby. On the way to work I felt unduly frustrated at those who wasted an extra styrofoam cup to insulate their iced coffee in sub-freezing weather. At work I felt unreasonable anger towards the woman next to me for griping for 10 minutes about the extensive streak of cold weather. After work I felt an escalated amount of frustration for a coworker who searched for and downloaded music on his iPhone while in my exclusive company. I searched for ways to aid those in Haiti and felt strong disapproval at those who were raising awareness without any clear sign of how they would provide assistance...more on that to come.
So the earthquake evoked a lot of emotion from me. That was most apparent to me when I opened this photo gallery at work and found myself tearing up at some points. (Most notably #31, a relatively tame picture by the standards of this gallery which simply showed a father carrying his dusty daughter by the light of car headlamps.) This is the poorest country in the western hemisphere and they have been struck by a tragedy that by some accounts may wipe out 6% of their population.
For what it's worth I've decided to donate to Partners in Health. It's a nice coincidence that they are local to Boston but beyond that I have known of their work in Haiti prior to my time in Boston and they were listed as a preferred recipient of funds by the group I initially decided to donate to, charity: water (whom I initially chose because 100% of public donations go to those they serve.
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