Monthly Archive for July, 2007

Populism

I was watching this video of Mitt Romney being asked whether he thinks of himself as a “politician” or a “statesman”.  Romney cites President Clinton as an example of a politician, describing the his decision making strategy:

“We think often times of Bill Clinton as somebody who looked at the polls.  He was polling in the white house all the time to see how people felt, and we felt that he was deciding what to do based on what people thought.”

After a pregnant pause, Romney goes on to describe what a statesman does:

“A statesman on the other hand is a person who you think of who understands what he believes or what she believes is right for the country and does those things and hopes to convince the American people they’re right.”

It makes me wonder: is our electoral system about electing someone who will try to represent the wishes and desires of the nation, or is it about electing someone who we trust to represent our values, and then empowering them to make decisions on our behalf, possibly without our input?

Non-Symbolic Programming

I’m trying to start blogging more about the work that I’m doing.  Here’s a short essay I wrote yesterday introducing the idea of non-symbolic programming.  The essay is below the fold.

Continue reading ‘Non-Symbolic Programming’

Daudz baltu dieniņu

Latvian birthday cake

Today is my little sister’s birthday, and we’re celebrating here in Boulder, Colorado with my brother and sister in law. Dad mailed out a kliņģeris, the eggy saffron-flavored traditional Latvian birthday cake.

We sang Daudz baltu dieninu:

Daudz baltu dieniņu Laimiņa lemi,
Diženi, raženi dzīvojoti!
Diženi, raženi dzīvojoti!
Daudz baltu dieniņu Laimiņa, lemi,
Diženi, raženi strādājoti!
Diženi, raženi strādājoti!
Daudz baltu dieniņu Laimiņa, lemi,
Diženi, raženi mīlējoti!
Diženi, raženi mīlējoti!

“Many happy days, luck be yours, great bountiful living!”

Dancing the time away

I found this video recently (link), and have been really enjoying it. It was a favorite of Jillian Meyers, one of my new favorite dancers. Check her out in this video… what killer style!

The sad side of this story, is that I spent more time this week watching dance videos on YouTube than I did reading stuff for my 2nd year project. And I’m really excited about my 2nd year project! I just let my anxiety get the better of me. It’s one thing to procrastinate things you don’t want to do… procrastinating the things you really care about–that’s tragic!

The limits of poor writing

I just reread the post I wrote about privilege checklists yesterday. When I wrote it I was rushing out the door to get crepes with Camille (in honor of Bastille Day!) and I just didn’t have the time to properly edit it. Hell, I didn’t have the time to properly write it in the first place.

But this is a blog. I try to keep the standards low. Some bloggers only post stuff that’s ready to go into The New Yorker, which is to say: they don’t really post at all. And that’s a fine choice, but the purpose of this thing, for me, is to put my thoughts in material form and get them on the web for whoever might, for some crackpot reason, find them valuable.

That said, re-reading yesterday’s post made me cringe, and I just had to rewrite it.  It was just embarassing.

Really, it’s too late now, but I should have just posted the links to the checklists and let everyone think for themselves. I have a tendency to what to overexplain my thinking.

Case in point.

Privilege

The reality of social movements is that they tend to be populated by the people who are most effected by the movement. The civil rights movement of the 50’s and 60’s was predominantly African American. The feminist movement is driven by women. I’ve found myself more and more interested in participating in these movements, but I often find myself without good role models. It’s not appropriate for me to emulate Claudette Colvin or Malcom X or Dead Prez. I’m not black. Nor can I emulate Virginia Woolf or Andrea Dworkin or Liz Phair. I’m not a woman.

But I’ve found a few good role models. I see pro-feminist things in the men around me that I can emulate, even men who don’t identify as pro-feminist. And really, many things that women feminists do are totally appropriate for men to do: defying gender stereotypes, calling people out on sexism, spreading information about sexist events as they happen around us.

One of the best recommendations I think I’ve gotten from women feminists is that I should be constantly checking my privilege. That whenever I am doing something or expecting someone else to do something I should think about what role privilege played in making it easier or harder for us.

The trouble is: I’m a white, straight-acting male, and that simple fact makes me blind to a lot of things. I’ve never had to think about whether people thought I got a job because of my gender. I’ve never had to try to reverse that, and until fairly recently I wasn’t aware that some women and minorities have to worry about that. Not every woman and every minority has to worry about it, but I’ve certainly benefited by the fact that I was born into a group of people who is categorically exempt from that concern.

To make this job easier, a number of “Privilege Checklists” have been fashioned, to help people see privileges that might be invisible to them:

White Privilege Checklist

Male Privilege Checklist

Straight Privilege Checklist

Non-Trans Privilege Checklist

Update:

Being Poor

Average Sized Privilege Checklist

Able-Bodied Privilege Checklist

Obviously, it’s useful to read those checklists that apply to you. But the ones they don’t apply to you (because you’re a person of color or queer or female or transgendered) might be worthwhile to look at too. Because maybe there are privileges you enjoy that others in your gender/orientation/race do not. There are privileges on the Straight Privilege Checklist that apply to me, and privileges that don’t.

I kind of feel like these things are important to know.

Hi, hello.

Here it is

I just posted a video of a journalist refusing to read a story about Paris Hilton, a story which said journalist felt was not fit to be a lead story, despite the feelings of that journalist’s producer.

I didn’t know where to start, but I watched the clip again, and now I know exactly where to begin:

Mika Brzezinski? She is my new hero. I am not the only one. Several hundred other bloggers feel the same way.

And Joe Scarborough and the other guy? Douchebags. They are continually talking over Brzezinski, interrupting her by compelling the producer to roll footage while she is speaking, physically removing items from her possession, and generally treating her like an inferior, an overemotional woman who was given a little too much power and now needs to be controlled.

The truth is, Brzezinski has bigger balls than either of those two guys will ever even fantasize about. They’re clearly uncomfortable with it, and the only solution they can think of is to try and be cute. You know, they put on their cute face, fire up their little misogynistic humor circuit, and then ha ha ha treat a woman as a plaything, and aren’t they so cute?

No, boys, you are not cute. You are obnoxious children.

Where to start?

Found on Just Dreadful.

Oooooh

  1. I’m not a Harry Potter nerd.
  2. I am currently selling off all of my books because I don’t want to lug around metric assloads of paper that I’ll never read again.
  3. There are journal articles I have read multiple times and taken copious notes on, yet I refuse to print them out.
  4. I am a firm believer in keeping as much of my stuff on the series of tubes as I can.
  5. I regularly purge the kitch from my life.
  6. I prefer not to pay for things twice.
  7. I like trees.

Still, inexplicably, this gives me some kind of tinglies.