The Actor and the Housewife

March 27th, 2010

This is one of Shannon Hale’s two adult novels, both of which are pretty good.  (The other one is Austenland.) Interestingly enough, both deal with females fantasizing about their favorite male actor.  In this case, the woman (a devout Mormon with four kids) actually meets her favorite actor.  The book offers an answer to the question of whether or not it is possible for a married woman and a man who is not her husband/relative to have a close friendship.  Shannon Hale says yes but Shannon Costello remains very much unconvinced.  Still, what a good question to think about!  And I enjoyed the book.

The Backside of Miami

February 11th, 2010

An article in the Washington Post referred to the dingy Haitian part of Miami.  I thought, “Hey- I’ve been there!”  It wasn’t necessarily intentional, of course (Shannon:  always include the zipcode when looking for directions on Google Maps, ok?).  There were the churches (l’eglise).  There was the meat shop selling goat meat.  A few blocks later we saw some sort of bar, the kind that is painted bright purple and has no windows.  I don’t know that it was a Haitian bar, I just know it wasn’t the nice part of town.  But none of this was as compelling for me as the view of downtown Miami from across Biscayne Bay.

If you look at a map of Miami you will see that there is a thin strip of land between the city and the Atlantic Ocean.  It looks super impressive from the air.  The land is so low and flat the skyscrapers seem to grow right out of the water.

We had about twenty minutes before we needed to show up at the airport, so we drove a little way across the bay, pulled off into a parking area, and walked to the edge of the bay, facing the city.  The buildings are still impressive from there.  I remember one of them was rainbow colored.  I saw a cruise ship docked.  And there were fruits (like oranges, pineapple tops) floating in the water; they felt like remnants from some sumptuous meal.

But there were other things in the water.  A man’s shoe.  It always bothers me when I see just one shoe somewhere it doesn’t belong.  Where is the other one?  I saw what looked like a large tortoise, maybe two feet long.  But when I got closer I saw that it was floating upside down, and that it had no head.  Actually, there was a head nearby, floating in the water, but it was some odd type of cow, not your ordinary dairy cow.  What was it doing there?!  Er, I know it was floating, but how did it get there?  There were some live birds swooping around, too.  And I saw a black cat.  It was thin- I could see its bones sticking out as it picked its way among the rocks.  Could a cat get through that maze of boulders quickly?  I stepped a little closer and the cat took off.

It’s not the Haitian part of town that haunts me.  It’s that view of a beautiful city across the bay with a cow’s head floating in the water- a wealthy socialite that presents a carefree face to the world even though she can’t quite hide the fact that something is wrong.

Me and my Eating

February 11th, 2010

According to Ellyn Satter in Chapter 2 (”You and Your Eating”) of her book, Secrets of Feeding a Healthy Family, good motivators for eating well are “optimism, pleasure, and self-trust”, while poor ones are “fear, control, and dreariness.” She feels that the emphasis on dietary guidelines falls too much on rules and on what should be avoided, taking all the pleasure out of eating. To be fair, she works with people that have serious eating issues (and I mean serious).

I read an article on Christian counseling not too long ago that suggested we spend way too much time on things like psychology for our answers and not enough time going to the Bible. How does one reflect Christ in one’s eating?

I agree that dreariness and slavish devotion to rules are not good motivators. But there is something to be said for self-control. And I don’t think there is much in the Bible about self-trust, or trusting in people at all. Some OT king was told he was relying on I think a king of Egypt- that splintered reed. That’s what I think of when I think of self-trust.

This is not to say there is nothing good in what she says. But I don’t think I’ll read much more of the book. I already get lots and lots of pleasure out of eating, or even thinking about it. I know it is ok to have chocolate and peanut-butter occasionally, but it is better for me not to be reminded very often that it is ok. :)

College Basketball

February 11th, 2010

CJ is an SU fan, which is fine with me- I get a kick out of watching the games.

There is a player who is the unofficial leader of the team. He is not necessarily known for scoring tons of points, but he is great at things like passing to the guy who is close to the basket. He is unselfish. I enjoy observing students playing pick-up games on the playground at school. I think of them as always looking for their moment of glory- the very opposite of the SU guy.

This player (whose name I have forgotten) had to sit out for awhile because he had collected too many fouls too early, and his team proceeded to really struggle, making for a really exciting finish. SU won by five points but it felt like they won by .2 points.

My point is that in being unselfish with the ball this player makes himself almost indispensable. I just think that says something powerful about being part of a team.

Naked Economics: Undressing the Dismal Science (Charles Wheelan)

February 11th, 2010

I was looking for a readable book that would give me an overview of economics, and I found what I was looking for in a big way. Wheelan uses a great deal of humor and an abundance of extended examples; because of those two elements he teaches economics, a traditionally dry subject, in a way that inspires one to want to know more. (I have worried that education focuses too much on entertainment at the expense of depth, but this book is a fabulous example of teaching in an entertaining way without sacrificing content- inspiring. Here is another interesting attempt at teaching economics while entertaining.)

One reason I don’t understand economics is that I fail to apply my understanding of human depravity to what people do with their money. Teachers Unions, Wheelan says, will support additional certification requirements for new teachers as long as they are grandfathered in, meaning that it is harder for new teachers to get in, which helps keep current teachers’ jobs secure. Small groups, such as American Mohair farmers, worked to keep the government subsidies they were getting even when the need for such subsidies no longer existed and it was taxpayer money that they were getting. I just now thought of something similar in my own life: language teachers get a certain amount of money to spend every year, and I make sure I find ways to spend every penny- I do not want that money going anywhere else. One benefit of this book, then, was seeing how the motivations of a person or group will lead them to work for their own ends at the expense of others.

This book was good for perspective. I started with the belief that government was not to be trusted and a vague idea that globalization might be bad. Actually the US government keeps us in pretty good order: it provides us with the dollar, a convenient way to pay for things. It provides public goods- things we couldn’t do individually such as protection (military and police) and infrastructure (I’m thinking about highways, for example). Even the fact that it has a system that works pretty well for collecting taxes is a plus. Greece has been in the news lately for its financial problems, and part of that problem is widespread tax evasion. Hurray for the US government!

I think I was associating globalization with things like the United Fruit Company- unregulated big business. Anti-globalization protesters would probably be opposed to what the UFC did as well. But they also accuse organizations like the World Bank of actually contributing to poverty. For them, the spread of capitalism is not a good thing. Wheelan points out that international trade is a good thing. It gives people access to goods they otherwise could not get, including technologies they might not have the skills to develop.

Speaking of skills, I was particularly interested in his explanation of human capital. As a trained teacher who is (more or less) bilingual I have more human capital than I would as a high school drop out. Education is a human capital investment…I wish I could convey that to every middle school child I come into contact with. Generally, the poor have less human capital than the wealthy. I think about the despair that makes it so difficult to motivate one’s self to break that kind of cycle…it makes me sorry.

Economics lead to interesting views of reality. In the school cafeteria I routinely see students purchasing handfuls of cookies for lunch. Cookies are $.25 each, I think. The social cost of such behavior (health, obesity), since it is not reflected in the price, is what is known as an externality. This relates to our perceived environmental problems…gas, for example, is not expensive enough to make us want to use less (no incentive). Or now I know about price discrimination- why on the same airplane different people pay different prices. (And we are stuck paying extra baggage fees and fees for headphones or blankets because we will still fly, I suppose. I wish we wouldn’t.)

Other interesting ideas: creative destruction. Like self check-out lines in grocery stores cutting somebody out of a job. Painful but necessary. And, from an economics perspective, working overly hard to avoid creative destruction is not a good idea. Wheelan would say that giving farmers subsidies to keep them growing is not a good idea because we are just keeping too many farmers around. His PhD is in public policy, and I’m starting to see the connections. Another book I read recently Dirt Under my Nails by Marilee Foster, discussed the damage that poor policies have on farmers and the environment (she was focused on Long Island, not the US in general). (It was after all my lack of understanding about the economics of farming that sparked this whole economics kick.)

Finally, my ideas for further reading (names and titles that sounded interesting): F. A. Hayek, Keynes, Joseph Schumpeter, Hernando de Soto (Peruvian economist), Burton Malkiel (if I wanted a book on investing in the stock market), and I will be more likely to read Paul Krugman’s columns from now on. In general, I think the direction I should head in next would be finding out more about labor unions in the US, particularly the NEA, since I’m a member. :)

The Writing on the Hand

February 10th, 2010

I meant to comment on this story but got to it a little late, so it may be old news.

I would recommend the CNN video for the full effect of the former governor of Alaska surreptitiously reading her hand as she is being questioned.

She is getting better in terms of how she does in interviews, it seems to me. But teleprompters are classy and highbrow and writing on your hand is not. What was she thinking?

Heir Apparent (Vivian Vande Velde)

February 10th, 2010

I did this on purpose:  before starting this post I headed to Vivian Vande Velde’s website.  It helps me know a bit more of where the author is coming from and that, in turn, helps me temper whatever negative things I might say.  Hey- She is from Rochester, NY!   I have warm, fuzzy feelings about Rochester, though I would never want to live there (since Rochester weather is anything but warm and fuzzy). (Um, I know, right now we have more feet of snow on the ground than Rochester- I meant in general.)

A fairly cynical teen girl heads to an entertainment company to play a hi-tech adventure game where the player is hooked up to a machine and thus able to experience what happens as if she were actually living in that fantasy world.  Enter the Christian right, opposed to evil adventure games.  Their violence disrupts the equipment such that Giannine can only exit the game and survive by actually winning.  The author carries this somewhat implausible idea off very well.  (In contrast, the final conversation between Giannine and Nigel is not at all plausible.  He tells her she made “unusual” choices to win the game, but it is difficult for the reader to see how they are unusual or how the choices most players make are more reasonable.)

This is a great example of a plot-driven story.  The parallel plots with the gamer’s actual and virtual lives constantly in danger work really well.  I appreciated how my own sense of frustration grew right along with Giannine and she was repeatedly “killed” and has to start over (not the grassy hillside again!). Since the focus is plot, potential weaknesses in the portrayal of Giannine’s character do not matter so much.  She seems pretty on top of things, but has extreme difficulty getting past the first level.  Why is that?  Why is she suddenly able to beat it?  We see her questions, but we don’t see as much of her thinking to get to the solution, which makes her less believable.

Ok, now here’s the real reason I’m writing about this book.  It is dedicated “with affection for but no patience with those who would protect our children through humorless moralizing and paranoia about fantasy.”  The protesters start quoting scripture to Giannine when they see her, “complete with yeas and thous and wicked ones.“  At the end of the book is a page encouraging those who feel that Heir Apparent and its kin are dangerous to start their own protest.  There is clip-out sign saying “Don’t corrupt the minds of our children!  Down with fantasy!”

Is it fair for me to blame this entirely on the Christian Right?  Here is my thinking:  members of the Christian right make strong negative statements against a work, often (it seems) without having read it themselves or considering the other side.  This is hot gossip and gets spread all over the globe, irritating fantasy fans (yes, I’m thinking about Harry Potter).  As a direct result we get a book with a dedication such as the one in Heir Apparent.  The references in this book may very well be the only sort of exposure readers get of that particular debate.  The comment about the protesters in the novel is funny, but it makes the Bible look irrelevant.

Snow Poems

February 10th, 2010

Between Storms

I walked Thunder Hill Road,

surrounded by forbidding white walls of snow,

watched by an ominous sky,

hoping to see people,

and I heard birds twittering-

one last song before hunkering down,

to hide where ever birds hide during winter storms.

Blizzard Starting

Where can we put another 18 inches of snow?

On top of the snow banks, higher than my head?

I named the pass between those mountains of snow

Meeks Pass, after a long, hard pass in Wyoming,

where we trudged past pink-tinged snow and gray rocks.

I shoveled the first few inches late last night.

I saw no one,

heard no shovels, no snowblowers.

Just myself in the swirling snow.

I climbed up to Meeks Pass

and threw snowballs at a tree.

They left a satisfying white burst

against the darkness of the quiet trunk.