Thursday, September 18, 2008

hurts.

miesian tease

We elevated everything. We have a flood plan and it involves lot of milk crates, duct tape and garbage bags.


Whitney French, historic site director for the Farnsworth House, commenting on the two feet of water that breached Mies van der Rohe's Farnsworth House when the Fox River spilled its banks on 14 September in a Wall Street Journal Blog.

I try to avoid loving objects much, but the Farnsworth House is one that I do. Maybe too much. Getting the news of the flood was like hearing a friend was in the hospital. And worrying that he'll never be entirely all right again.

About the Farnsworth House: beinahe nichts – almost nothing »

And a slideshow of images, from back when it was dry »

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

catching some air on 37th street

Check out the brick building, second window on the right. Wish the cameraphone had a zoom lens.

Posting by cameraphone from standstill traffic on Broadway. UN Assembly convenes next week and the whole city's a mess of closed streets and snarled traffic.

With a whole lotta luck I just might make my 8PM flight home.

my happy place


my happy place
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo
Chiyoda Sushi NY Inc., two blocks from our NY office, just opposite the NYPL on 41st Street.

Nearly a mile of fresh sushi and onigiri and otherwise, all of it to go. Plus a sit down restaurant in the back.

Did I mention the beancakes?
And beancakes.

www.chiyodasushiny.com

Posting by cameraphone from Midtown.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

equus


equus
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo
For the record: Theatre in Manhattan starts at 7pm on Tuesday nights. So even if you hassle your waiter to get back to you fast with the check and you arrive with 25 minutes to spare (presuming the curtain's at 8 like every other night of the week except Monday of course) you're still going to miss the first 35 minutes and wonder why the whole place is so quiet when you arrive at will call only to be hushed and ushered in (generously, I thought) where you can stand at the back and watch the first half of Equus unfold.

And good thing too if your seats are like ours -- just four rows from the stage but all catywompus (sic?) and off to the side where you have to perform a gestalt and fill in the faces and bits of stage that you can no longer see.

But you will manage to squeeze in all the naked bits quite nicely, and it won't be nearly as creepy to see Daniel Radcliffe, aka Harry Potter, work his way through that difficult chapter of adolescence where one feels compelled to commit strange and unexpected acts with and against horses, as you thought it might be.

And it will certainly give you plenty to talk about over that second glass of wine after the show, when you aren't talking about binary oppositions and whether or not the thing they were wrestling over was worth the wrestle.

Equus tonight in previews with Daniel Radcliffe, Richard Griffiths, and the inimitable @karigeltemeyer.

Posting by cameraphone from Midtown when I should really probably be sleeping instead.

the empire state, late.

Posting by cameraphone from
Midtown Manhattan.

outbound ORD to JFK


outbound ORD to JFK
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo
Queuing by cameraphone.

tarmac, jfk


tarmac, jfk
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo
posting by cameraphone

Monday, September 15, 2008




temple mount, yaxchilan

"Let's make a deal," she said, but she had something else in mind.



an insect on a dead thing


As I see it, it probably really is good for the soul to be a tourist, even if it’s only once in a while. Not good for the soul in a refreshing or enlivening way, though, but rather in a grim, steely-eyed, let’s-look-honestly-at-the-facts-and- find-some-way-to-deal-with-them way. My personal experience has not been that traveling around the country is broadening or relaxing, or that radical changes in place and context have a salutary effect, but rather that intranational tourism is radically constricting, and humbling in the hardest way—hostile to my fantasy of being a real individual, of living somehow outside and above it all. (Coming up is the part that my companions find especially unhappy and repellent, a sure way to spoil the fun of vacation travel:) To be a mass tourist, for me, is to become a pure late-date American: alien, ignorant, greedy for something you cannot ever have, disappointed in a way you can never admit. It is to spoil, by way of sheer ontology, the very unspoiledness you are there to experience. It is to impose yourself on places that in all noneconomic ways would be better, realer, without you. It is, in lines and gridlock and transaction after transaction, to confront a dimension of yourself that is as inescapable as it is painful: As a tourist, you become economically significant but existentially loathsome, an insect on a dead thing.


From footnote number 6 in David Foster Wallace's Consider the Lobster, an essay written for Gourmet Magazine in August 2004. Via (...).

David Foster Wallace passed away on Friday, by all signs by his own hand.

We lost a good one.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

speaking of steinways & hearths

This is my grandfather's Steinway.

For a long time it lived in the house that Bompa built, nestled between the dining room and his richly outfitted bar that smelled sweet like the masterful martinis that cooked his liver and put him in his grave.

He was a WWII vet who saw Guadalcanal and told great stories about beer rations and contests with sawdust and ice and deep pits dug on South Pacific beaches to see who could keep their beer the coldest for longest in that tropical heat. He told the story of how, as a communications officer, he and a few fellow soldiers were left on the island to create radio chatter while the others shipped out for elsewhere, in the hope the enemy would hear and presume the island was still occupied.

The others shipped out in a hurry and left all their beer behind.

My Bompa told that story laughing; told of the plunder; the abandoned beer pits like sea turtle nests loaded with fresh eggs.

He never mentioned the fear of being a lonely mark for Japanese bombs.

When I'd ask him to tell me a war story -- a real battle story -- he'd say he spent his time hiding out in pineapple fields, and then he'd make another martini, tenderly working the essence of a lime peel around the rim of his glass.

Once I found and furtively read a letter he wrote to his mother from the Pacific theater. The images are all I recall: the dark fear of an air raid and then, the planes gone, the slow stirrings, the murmurs of conversation, and out of the warming stillness: the sound of a piano, playing.

The letter closed with words of gratitude and love.

The Steinway was his one holy relic, and still he let his grandkids pound on it. "Careful. Gently," he'd urge us. But still: He let us.

My sister and I played Heart and Soul on this keyboard so often that he insisted on paying for lessons one summer so he could hear something else.

My aunt has it now. I snapped this on my cameraphone when I was in Seattle at the tail end of July. Her grandson managed to nick a corner off the right hand side. I winced when I saw the jagged break, composite layers of deep red varnish peeled back under the serene concert hall black, like a freshly skinned knee flushed wet with the rising blood.

keck & keck


keck & keckOriginally uploaded by suttonhoo
View from the Gands' bathroom.

Their Riverwoods home is a dream: a 1955 Keck & Keck, furnished in mid-century modern pieces by all the big hitters (Noguchi, Eames, Wakefield, Knoll); Lichtenstein & Miro on the walls; shelves and shelves of Italian art glass; cookies and lemonade in the kitchen.

The Gands, co-founders of Chicago Bauhaus & Beyond, generously let us trounce through their rooms (albeit barefooted).

My favorite part? The Steinway grand that stands in the living room like a warming hearth. Because, as Gary Gand reminded us over lunch when we got to talking about the architect Edward Humrich (who was stop number 2 on our tour) and his formal training in music: that is what architecture is, after all.

Frozen music. [1]

Pattern, line, beat and breath, suspended in space.

And, like good music, architecture done right helps its occupants breathe deeper than before; opens their eyes to unexpected spaces; takes their minds to revelatory places.

Posting by cameraphone from the road home.

[1] Goethe said it first, of course.

self-portrait with hope (&some rain)

Posting by cameraphone.

sunporch, phillip thrane, architect

Thrane was a student of Mies at IIT and designed 1385 Woodland as his own residence. It's a masterwork of mid-century modernism snuggled into the neighborhood of Riverwoods near Northbrook.

AND it's on the market: A steal at right around $734K.

Posting by cameraphone mid-swing through a Chicago Architecture Foundation tour.

hiya Ike.


hiya Ike.
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo
Preparing to step out in to the deluge that Ike brought us for a 6 hour architecture tour.

Expecting to get quite wet.

Posting by cameraphone from Chicago's Loop.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

one nation under oprah


That is the way in which Oprah models the [neoliberal] attitude we should have toward the world. We can be personally generous with others when we find people who are the deservingly needy but we don’t ask questions about the way our society is organized and the way resources are distributed.


Dr. Janice Peck, University of Colorado professor and author of The Age of Oprah, Cultural Icon For the Neoliberal Era, interviewed in The Dissident Voice: A Radical Newsletter in Struggle for Peace and Social Justice.

Dr. Peck argues that Oprah as a phenomenon took root during the push toward privatization that characterized the Reagan and Clinton administrations, and is its own brand of privatization:

Neoliberalism emphasizes a kind of minimal government, a stripped down, hollowed out government and maximum personal responsibility. I think this term personal responsibility will probably ring familiar with your listeners. We hear it all the time, we hear it from politicians and also we hear it from Oprah. If we have problems, if our lives are not going well if, we don’t have the things we want in our lives, then what we need to do is take personal responsibility, put our minds to it, have the right attitude and so on. That is the key to bringing about positive change. To give you an example of this, where Oprah very much exemplifies this idea that the market and individual positive attitudes are the solutions to social problems, your listeners may be familiar with a show that was on this season called Oprah’s Big Give. It’s a “reality” show where people are competing, who can give the most, who can find the neediest people, and so on. There are a couple of points in that series that really stood out.

One was in Houston, where one of the contestants decided that they were going to help this public school, this grade school in the city that needed computers, and had no playgrounds and basically had very few resources. You’ve got all these kids at the end, they built the playground, the kids were screaming with joy, the teachers were sobbing, they were so pleased. It’s a city school. It’s a public school where most of the kids we see are black or Latino. We’ve got this really “feel good” moment where the kids get this, but if you step back from it one of the things we might ask is why are public schools in the United States are so drastically underfunded and why is this seen as a solution, this charity, as opposed to taxation, where (through) the government, that we all pay taxes to we are all collectively responsible for things like education.


Related: Blogger Robyn Okrant is all Oprah, all the time »

a.k.a.


Barack Obama = Renegade
Michelle Obama = Renaissance

John McCain = Phoenix
Cindy McCain = Parasol

Joe Biden = Celtic
Jill Biden = Unknown

Sarah Palin = Denali
Todd Palin = Driller


Secret Service code names for the U.S. presidential and VP political candidates and their spouses as reported by The Guardian.

Other code names of interest (per Wikipedia):

JFK = Lancer
Reagan = Rawhide
Nixon = Searchlight
Clinton = Eagle
Ford = Pass Key
Carter = Lock Master (or Deacon)
George Bush Sr. = Timberwolf
George Bush Jr. = Tumbler

And, inexplicably, Prince Charles = Unicorn.

Friday, September 12, 2008

black stones, reprised

I wrote of Piedras Negras a little while ago: that remote Mayan site along the Usumacinta River where so many Mayanists did so much important work.

This is a reprise: Piedras Negras by holga.

landmark


Memorize this mound of a mountain. It's just opposite the riverbank where you'll put in to climb the steep sandy bank to access the site. It's one of very few landmarks. There are no signs marking Piedras Negras.


temple steps
Temple steps.


mayan temple
Temple.


where Tatiana sleeps
Where Tatiana sleeps at the top of the temple steps.

born with the gift

Video: Barack Obama's Speech on Education, Dayton, OH 9 Sept 2008

To give the young sisters out there born with the gift of invention the chance to become the next Orville and Wilbur Wright.

To give the young boy out there who wants to create a life saving cure the chance to become the next Jonas Salk.

To give the child out there whose imagination has been sparked by the wonders of the Internet the chance to become the next Bill Gates.


Why my president, Barack Obama, is in this race.

(Let’s just hope that kid with the sparked imagination stays away from making bad commercials with Jerry Seinfeld.)

Barack Obama’s Dayton, Ohio speech on Education is worth listening to if you care about learning and education and children and our future. It’s worth listening to if you care about ideas and you know that knowledge in the hands of good people who have learned how to think can change the world.

Give it a listen »

And apologies: This video contains no references to pigs or lipstick. Just policies.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

the 4 million mile

just another roadside attraction

We are going to be out of business unless we get some relief. The operation will stop.


W. Ralph Basham, the commissioner of the Department of Homeland Security's Customs and Border Protection division, at a Congressional hearing on Wednesday when he asked for more money to cover the increased costs for building the Fence along the border that the U.S. shares with Mexico.

As reported in this morning's New York Times.


The expected $4 million per mile for pedestrian barriers has been upped to $7.5 million, and the anticipated $2 million per mile for vehicle fencing has increased to $2.8 million.

Estimated projections for the project now total $400 million.

That's a little bit less than the $500 million that our presidential candidates are expected to spend in their efforts to get to the White House.

And it's just a smidge more than we're spending per day in Iraq (at least as of February 2008).

I have yet to hear either candidate mention or take a position on the Fence, which may well become the most costly Maginot line in history.

To date 341 miles of the Fence has already been laid along our 2,000-mile border.

By design the Fence is intended to stop illegal immigrants from Central and South America, as well as the free passage of the endangered jaguar.

wag more. bark less.

Just sent off my dad, his sweet Cookie and their Luke.

Miss 'em already.

Posting by cameraphone.

They're road tripping from Grand Junction, CO to Detroit, MI to "deliver Ed" -- Cookie's step-dad, who wanted his ashes laid alongside Cookie's Mom at the Cadillac Memorial Gardens.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

@barackobama re twitter: ur doing it wrong.

Photo: Silicon Valley Insider


Dear @barackobama,
I think it’s super cool that you’re tweeting, and even cooler that you’re top of the pile among the cool kids with, at this writing, just shy of 76,000 followers. Also impressed that you follow back: that’s not common among the superstars of Twitter.

But here’s the problem: You’re doing it wrong.

Search twitter, aka summize.com, for “@barackobama” and you’ll see what I mean: Your tweeps are talking to you. One of the things that makes Twitter work is that lovely “@username” syntax -- a string that not even the folks at Twitter anticipated. It evolved organically, maybe because of its use at Flickr and other social networks, and soon enough the guys behind the curtain wired it up so that that all replies appeared behind their own special tab, and the tweet itself was hotlinked back to the tweep who tweeted it.

So here’s the problem: You’re not replying in kind. Which, even worse, makes it look like you’re not listening.

It’s possible of course that, when folks talk to you, you’re sending them a direct message, which no one can observe. I’m gonna take a wild swing, based on my own experience tweeting to you, and guess that that’s not what you’re doing.

Either way, you’re missing a great opportunity. Because eavesdropping is another one of the things that makes Twitter work. Listening in on conversations, picking up information that people exchange in the public stream: Think of it as one long streaming Town Hall meeting. Folks want to hear from you. Want to ask you questions. Want to hear what you have to say about things that matter to them.

Directly. Not filtered through media coverage. Right here. Live. In 140 characters or less.

Tell us more than just where you’re speaking right now and where we can listen live -- all well and good, but not enough.

Tell us where you’re going next. Give us time to get there. Send @replies to all your tweeps who are near where you're going to be -- invite them directly. Ask them to invite their friends. Work the groundswell. Generate excitement.

More importantly: listen. Encourage @slashkevin. Talk economics with @ralphmwhite3. Did you see that spot on CNN? Let @Leebo_buzz know what you think.

And don’t just listen to the folks who love you: talk to the folks who don’t. Challenge those who knock your experience. Clear up misinformation where you can.

You need to get this right -- so you can put things right.

Si se puede,
suttonhoo

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

trail at dusk (bike under me)

Posting by cameraphone.


cherry silo

Her campaign promise was simple: a cherry pie in every pantry. This, she was certain (based on sophisticated economic theories), would ensure the dispersion and propagation of kindness and tolerance to all.



Monday, September 08, 2008

pot noodle

The boy that amazed you.
The date that got you.
The hands that shared you.
The tears that burst you.

The wonder you shared –
now the public eat it,
using spoons, forks, hands.


Found by Nick Asbury on the potnoodle.com corporate website.

Asbury's published a book "of ‘found’ poetry from the websites of well-known brands and corporations."

via Vasta

conversation starters

vivace

We've been looking at ways to bring a little bit of those conversation-starters into the Starbucks environment.


Terry Davenport, Sr. VP for Marketing at Starbucks commenting on the introduction of the broadsheet Good into Starbucks' locations in this morning's New York Times.

It's implied in the New York Times piece, but not explicitly stated, that the Good broadsheet will be distributed free of charge. "The Good sheet features one advertiser an issue, which covers the cost of the sheet."

I don't have an issue with the distribution of Good in this context -- it looks like a fine publication -- but the piece immediately brought two considerations to mind:

Coffeehouses as we know them in the U.S. are descended from European coffeehouses that took root in the 1600s & 1700s. Historically governments have feared coffeehouses because of the political foment they generate -- whole revolutions have been born in coffeehouses and in the minds of the folks drinking the brew.

This from the New York Review of Books, courtesy of Henry Copley's piece on Blogging from 1750 to 2302 (emphasis my own):

After its creation in Constantinople in 1560, the coffeehouse proliferated in all European cities from the mid-seventeenth century. It first appeared in London in 1660. By 1663, London had 82 coffee houses, by 1734, 551. Because of their free talk and virtuosi, they became known as "tattling universities." They also served as centers for political cabals, for they provided pamphlets and newspapers as well as drink. The first London daily began in 1702 -- long after the first daily newspaper in Germany (Leipzig, 1660) but long before the first in France (Paris, 1777). Print, talk and coffee combined to create a powerful new force everywhere in Europe: public opinion, and public opinion took a radical turn in all the great cities.


Authentic coffeehouses continue to stir up this spirit. They're the last refuge of poets and philosophers, renegades and revolutionaries. The Last Exit in Seattle comes to mind; the Trident in Boulder; Cafe Strada in Berkeley (okay: maybe I'm remembering the Strada's white mocha lattes before white mocha lattes were cool. still. pretty good.).

How far does a coffeehouse have to be neutered past its original inheritance to require the injection of "conversation-starters" into the equation?

Starbucks neglected to share an important part of this story: the fact that some ten years ago now, they made a decision to stop the distribution of free local publications in their retail locations. For me at the time that meant I could no longer pick up my copy of the Stranger or The Seattle Weekly at Starbucks. In Chicago it means you won't find a Chicago Reader.

Might there be a connection between the need to inject "conversation-starters into the Starbucks environment" and the decision, long ago, to distribute only those publications that promised a little coin for the merchant?

Maybe the decision to distribute a free publication now, as the coffee giant struggles to find its coffee-swigging soul, should extend a little bit farther than Good.

p.s. Bonus political coffeehouse content at the midden »

Sunday, September 07, 2008

saturday's super cool antique store find


Watson’s Atlas Map of Indian Territory (1886) which demarcates the land that became Oklahoma in 1907 and for a while was the adhoc home (by writ of the United States Government) for the following Indian tribes and nations (transcribed as they’re printed on the map):

Cheyennes
Cheyennes & Arrapahoes
Osages
Kansas
Cherokee
Creek
Pottawatomies
Chickasaw Nation
Creer
Kiowas
Comanches
Apaches
Chocktaw Nation
Pawnees
Poncas
Nez Perces
Quapaws
Wyandotte
Shawnee
Wichitas
Sac & Fox
Seminoles

Note too the “Negro Settlement” on the edge of Pottawatomie territory. If I had been able to scan the map (unfortunately it was too large for my flat bed) you'd also be able to see how the national railroad lines -- with one exception -- either snake around the territories or stop abruptly just shy of the borders.

By the way: Our man Lincoln? In 1862, twenty-four years prior to when this map was printed and while the Civil War was getting underway, Abe took time out to review the sentences of over a hundred men who had had been sentenced to death by hanging in Minnesota for their part in the Dakota War. Also known as the Sioux Uprising, the armed conflict resulted in a spectacular number of settlers' deaths as fall out from the broken promises of the U.S. Government and the open rage of the wronged Sioux. According to Wikipedia, “historian Don Heinrich Tolzmann says until the terrorist attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, it was the highest civilian wartime toll in U.S. history.”

As president, Lincoln commuted the sentences of all but 38 men.

It was the largest one day mass execution in American history. The following year the Dakota were expelled from Minnesota to Nebraska and South Dakota, and their reservations were abolished by the United States Congress.

Saturday, September 06, 2008

animal husbandry

feed me


There’s a curious intimacy between creatures and their people on display at the county fair.

young champion


Of course, the directness with which farmers and ranchers handle their animals invites coarse sheep jokes -- here the judge walks the line cupping wooly ram scrotum with both hands (they’re the size of small melons), over there the 4-H kid suds down his heifer’s teets -- but the frank exchange between animal and human is more like a comfortable old married couple than it is some freaky bachelor party scene.

sheep judging


Like marriages, we saw our share of good ones and bad at the Sandwich County Fair today: some tender exchanges of care and attention, other pure beasts who herded around their four-legged charges like they owned them.

in line


It was the kids that got me, especially the younger ones, holding fast to the halter or rubber baton, trying to guide a creature that was usually much larger than he or she was. With their emotions written baldly on their face you could see the struggle for dominance, the plea for compliance, the frustration when the cow wouldn’t budge, the relief when the animal relented and fell right into line.

And every once in a while there’d be a golden moment when creature and human walked as one, got the job done, and carried off the blue ribbon together.

No. 860


Flickr slideshow of the Sandwich Fair, past and present »

the 007 cake took second place at the sandwich county fair

You can't make this stuff up.

Posting by cameraphone
from Sandwich, IL

Friday, September 05, 2008

wordles apart

I'm sure someone else has already done this somewhere else, but I wanted to see for myself.

What follows are word clouds generated by Wordle which give "greater prominence to words that appear more frequently in the source text".

These word clouds were created from the texts of the acceptance speeches delivered by our presidential candidates, Barack Obama and John McCain.

The text of each speech was lifted from two of four (thanks, Anne!). I used the same presentation style for each and executed them in black and white so as not to unfairly bias the presentation of either one.

Embiggen Barack Obama's Wordle »


Embiggen John McCain's Wordle »

the birthday boy's gift has arrived

Shhhhh...

This will be my first Graeter's Ice Cream experience.

*If* the birthday boy decides to share.

Many thanks to Anne B née D for raving about Graeter's almost -- wow -- ten years ago with such passion that it made it to my list of "things I must try before I die."

I'll let you know how it goes.

the thing is.


Video: Barack Obama on Community Organizing

you decide. sort of.

self-portrait as embryo

I’m related to as many Republicans as I am Democrats. Maybe more. And yes, some of my best friends lean right. Good, reasonable folk whom I love dearly -- none of whom I have, and none of whom I will, tried to convert to my candidate.

Maybe it’s because I don’t have a political spine. That’s an opinion I shared with a friend recently who’s weighing his own decision in this race and whose response was: “never get into a heated political discussion with those you love. Nothing to gain and everything to lose.”

We’ve entered the days of frenzy in this political election as the candidates sprint to the finish and I’m already so apoplectic that I’m not convinced I’ll make it to November with my sanity intact. (Of interest: between now and when we elect our next President, Canada may well initiate and conclude their own election cycle. WHY CAN’T WE FOLLOW THEIR EXAMPLE?)

As an act of self-soothing I went looking for research that circulated awhile back regarding the divergent brain chemistries of liberals and conservatives. I found half a dozen media references and then located the actual research at Nature Neuroscience. My distress was great enough that I dropped $32 on the full text of the research in an effort to understand whether it’s actually possible to sway a conservative to a liberal cause -- or vice versa.

Because this is what strikes me as the snark flies on Twitter (with me doing my part), and searching the stream reveals as many conservatives convinced that all is well as it does liberals who are appalled that the Republicans’ hateful rhetoric made prime time: each of us is certain of our convictions.

I know deep in my bones that Barack Obama’s policies are right for America. I expect that his presidency will restore our standing among the nations of the world, lessen the probability of terrorist attacks, and make life here at home more just and equitable for more of us -- not just for the few wealthy friends of the GOP or the misguided souls who believe they’re on that list.

I know others who share similar convictions about John McCain and his policies. They know that he’s right for America, in the same way I know the same things about Obama.

Can either one of us convince the others that they’re misguided? Is there any hope that folks can be swayed?

In Sources of Power: How People Make Decisions, Gary Klein recounts the research findings of Peer Soelberg regarding decision making. Bear with me -- here’s that passage in full, regarding a study on job-seeking behavior that was conducted in 1967:

Soelberg’s course on decision making at the MIT Sloan School of Management taught students how to perform the classical decision analysis method we call the rational choice strategy. The decision maker:

1. Identifies the set of options.
2. Identifies the ways of evaluating these options.
3. Weights each evaluation dimension.
4. Does the rating.
5. Picks the option with the highest score.

For his Ph.D. dissertation, Soelberg studied the decision strategies his students used to perform a natural task: selecting their jobs as they finished their degrees. He assumed that they would rely on the rational choice strategy.

He was wrong. His students showed little inclination toward systematic thinking. Instead they would make a gut choice. By interviewing his students, Soelberg found he could identify their favorite job choice and predict their ultimate choice with 87 percent accuracy -- up to three weeks before the students themselves announced their choice.

Soelberg had trained his students to use rational methods, yet when it was time for them to make a rational and important choice, they would not do it. Soelberg was also a good observer, and he tried to capture the students’ actual decision strategies.

What did the students do during this time? If asked, they would deny that they had made a decision yet. For them, a decision was just what Soelberg had taught: a deliberated choice between two or more options. To feel that they had made such a decision, they had to go through a systematic process of evaluation. They selected one other candidate as a comparison, and then tried to show that their favorite was as good as or better than the comparison candidate on each evaluation dimension.

Once they had shown this to their satisfaction (even if it meant fudging a little or finding ways to beef up their favorite), then they would announce as their decision the gut favorite that Soelberg had identified much earlier.

They were not actually making a decision; they were constructing a justification.


Guilty as charged. (Emphasis my own, btw.)

Never once have I considered John McCain as a reasonable candidate. Obama’s been my guy from the beginning.

I suspect this too is true for those in attendance at the Republican National Convention. Of course they didn’t balk when McCain appointed Palin. Of course they didn’t waver after he put us all to sleep last night with his speech.

He’s their man.

All this back and forth about who did and said what and why this does or doesn’t make him or her qualified to govern our country and present us on the world stage isn’t persuasion -- it’s justification.

The piece from Nature Neuroscience -- Neurocognitive Correlates of Liberalism and Conservatism -- held no hope of swaying my opinion. I understood maybe 10 percent of the research, probably because I’m not really up on the relevance of ACC activity or why correlations to ERN amplitudes matter all that much, but I picked my way carefully through the piece and took particular interest in this passage:

Behavioral research suggests that psychological differences between conservatives and liberals map onto the widely-studied self-regulatory process of conflict monitoring. Conflict monitoring is a general mechanism for detecting when one’s habitual response tendency is mismatched with responses required by the current situation, and this function has been associated with neurocognitive activity in the anterior cingulate cortex (ACC).

For example, in the Go/No-Go task used in our study, participants must quickly respond to a frequently presented Go stimulus, such that the “Go” response become habitual. However, on a small proportion of trials, a No-Go stimulus appears, signaling that one’s habitual response should be withheld.

Hence, a No-Go stimulus conflicts with the prepotent Go response tendency. Such response conflict is typically associated with enhanced ACC activity, measured using functional magnetic resonance imaging or event-related potentials (ERPs). We proposed that the differences in conservatives’ and liberals’ responsiveness to complex and potentially conflicting information relates to the sensitivity of this general mechanism for monitoring response conflict.


Why was I interested in this passage? Well, because it led to this tidy conclusion:

Our results are consistent with the view that political orientation, in part, reflects individual differences in the functioning of a general mechanism related to cognitive control and self-regulation.

Stronger conservatism (versus liberalism) was associated with less neurocognitive sensitivity to response conflicts. At the behavioral level, conservatives were also more likely to make errors of commission. Although a liberal orientation was associated with better performance on the response-inhibition task examined here, conservatives would presumably perform better on tasks in which a more fixed response style is optimal.


Or to state it in a tight and tidy way that mostly makes sense to neuroscientists:

Liberals are more responsive to informational complexity, ambiguity and novelty. ... We ... found that greater liberalism was associated with stronger conflict-related anterior cingulate activity, suggesting greater neurocognitive sensitivity to cues for altering a habitual response pattern.


I can use this in a couple of ways, human creature that I am who’s looking to justify my choice of political candidate.

It reassures me that Barack Obama, as a liberal, is better suited to handle the “informational complexity” and “ambiguity” of the presidency.

But it also introduces the possibility that, as the researchers speculate, “abstract, seemingly ineffable constructs, such as ideology” are driven by the biology of the brain, maybe more than they are by reasoned debate.

That, more than anything else, we’re in the middle of a genetic showdown.

Not saying we are. Just speculating that we might be.

And also wondering if these divergent views -- the way they repulse some, the way they stir up anger and motivate action -- provide the stimulus we need to change and evolve.



p.s. You may have noticed the similarity between the research method used here and that applied by Project Insight, which came up in a past post about MacArthur Grantee Jennifer Richeson »

Thursday, September 04, 2008

country first

country first

His work in helping people who were experiencing the real trauma of losing their jobs and livelihoods demonstrates an authentic Christian spirit and the real essence of Catholic Social Teaching, something strikingly absent from Governor Palin's remarks tonight.


Lisa Schare, chair of Catholic Democrats of Ohio, speaking of Governor Sarah Palin's attack on Barack Obama's community service record in a press release issued today by the Catholic Democrats.

The press release opens:

Catholic Democrats is expressing surprise and shock that Republican vice presidential nominee Sarah Palin's acceptance speech tonight mocked work that her opponent had done in the 1980s for the Catholic Campaign for Human Development.

She belittled Democratic presidential nominee Barack Obama's experience as a community organizer in Catholic parishes on the South Side of Chicago, work he undertook instead of pursuing a lucrative career on Wall Street. In her acceptance speech, Ms. Palin said, "I guess a small-town mayor is sort of like a community organizer, except that you have actual responsibilities."

Community organizing is at the heart of Catholic Social Teaching to end poverty and promote social justice.


p.s.

all class, part 2.


At least I don’t plaster on the make-up like a trollop, you c***.

John McCain's response to his wife Cindy, before an audience of reporters and two staffers in 1992, when she teased him about his thinning hair, as related by the New York Review of Books and cited by The Sunday Times (of London).

Had enough of John McCain? No? Here's an earful that's well worth reading, written by an Arizona journalist who followed the politician for many years »

a favor

Who are your favorite liberal intellectual heroes? I'm thinking of folks like Jane Addams & Martin Luther King.

Gandhi.

You know: Elitists.

Please comment if you would. Thanks much.

two sizes too small


The Reds are buzzing about how Palin winged her speech last night because of teleprompter problems.

Which means that amazing vitriol came straight from her heart.

Video here, if you can stand it »

Wednesday, September 03, 2008

step up, Tod

Dear David Plouffe:
I realize I'm not on the list of people you listen to, but I wanted to let you know that you have a small typo in the automated email message that you send out to all who contribute to Barack Obama's campaign. In part it reads:

More than 2 million individual donors have stepped up tod own a piece of this campaign...


Seeing how B.J. Fogg's compelling captology research (PPT) has shown that spelling errors damage perceived credibility, you might just want to fix that.

kthxbai & kisses,
suttonhoo

p.s. go fight win.

turning maybe purple


The theme of our campaign was ‘new energy.’ It was no more status quo, no more politics as usual, it was all about change. So then to see that Obama—literally, part of his campaign uses those themes, even, new energy, change, all that, I think, O.K., well, we were a little bit ahead on that.

Something’s kind of changing here in Alaska, too, for being such a red state on the Presidential level. Obama’s doing just fine in polls up here, which is kind of wigging people out, because they’re saying, ‘This hasn’t happened for decades that in polls the D’ [the Democratic candidate] ‘is doing just fine.’ To me, that’s indicative, too. It’s the no-more-status-quo, it’s change.


Alaskan Governor Sarah Palin, before being named as Senator John McCain's VP pick, as cited in the 8 September issue of the New Yorker.

joe 'bama


But as far as I’m concerned, he is a baruch, which means a blessing.

He is a blessing to the United States Senate, to America, and to our shared hopes for a better, safer tomorrow for all our families.

The gifts that God has given to Barack Obama are as enormous as his future is unlimited.

As his mentor, as his colleague, as his friend, I look forward to helping him reach to the stars, and realize not just the dreams he has for himself, but the dreams we all have for him and our blessed country.


Video and Transcription of Senator Joe Lieberman’s introduction of Barack Obama at the JJB Dinner in Hartford, Connecticut on 30 March 2006.

Senator Lieberman delivered his endorsement of John McCain at yesterday's session of the Republican National Convention.

feed me.

lunch.


Had a curious conversation with my dental hygienist. She told me she doesn’t like to go anywhere alone -- not to the movies, not shopping, and certainly not out to eat.

How some weekends she’ll stay home alone because her kids are at their dad’s and no friends are free. She’s not happy about it. It makes her sad to sit alone in an empty house. But she sees no alternative.

Hearing all this reminded me, curiously enough, about a conversation my grandmother and I had once about women and masturbation.

Wasn’t a conversation, really. It was my Grandma appalled that someone on the radio said it was okay, and she ranted for awhile.

I stayed quiet. My grandmother and I are pretty much opposed on most social issues. This McCain thing? She’d be all over it. But she’s my Grama and I seldom fight back. Only once I suggested, with respect but with firm assurance, that I was not sympathetic to her position (or lack thereof) on gay rights. She bottled it and we moved on.

The only thing we agree on, really, is that we love each other to pieces.

But in my suppressed silence, as I listened to her go off, I was unfolding the metaphor behind that idea: That women should rely wholly on the participation of someone else for their satisfaction.

For their happiness.

And how that idea might extend to the rest of life. To getting things done. To experiencing new things. To going places and doing things that interest me -- not the quorum.

Decided that approach wasn't for me.

The world’s too big to wait for an invitation.



(p.s. once again slightly disturbed that I've managed to blog about something strangely sexual and unexpected -- my grandmother & masturbation -- all in the same post. we'll see how long my nerve lasts and how long this stays live.)

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

all class.


Directly behind the stage at Xcel Energy Center, they're working feverishly in an 8-by-10-foot room that boasts a cow skull over the door, a deer head on the wall, an oriental rug and a poster of Barack Obama smoking a cigarette (there are plans to add big photos of Paris Hilton and Britney Spears).


AdAge reporting on the stagecraft that's being pulled together for the Republican National Convention in St. Paul, MN.

faeries finally get fair play


Video: Me wearing my all time favorite Tinkerbell Tee. (The tip of her wand was embellished with a rhinestone, baby.)


Tinkerbell gets her own movie, merchandising, as reported in the Chicago Tribune »

'Bout damn time.


of all his subjects' adorations the effigy showed a marked preference for central air

Of all his subjects' adorations the effigy demonstrated a marked preference for central air conditioning.


open season on tigers


The authorities said Mr. Yevloyev had been shot accidentally while trying to take away a police officer’s gun, but human rights campaigners said he had been killed in retribution for running a Web site [Ingushetiya.ru] that reported on widespread allegations of abuses, abductions and killings in Ingushetia.


NYT World Briefing re Russia: Journalist’s Killing Protested.

"The journalist, Magomed Yevloyev, died Sunday after police officers picked him up at an airport in Ingushetia Province in Russia’s volatile North Caucasus and left him on a road with a gunshot wound in his head."

And in other news: Putin shoots tiger, saving TV crew »

Monday, September 01, 2008

just don't.


fremont troll
Originally uploaded by sgoralnick

Two months ago in the Oval Office, President George W. Bush, coming to the end of a two-term presidency and presumably as expert on Israeli-Palestinian policy as he is ever going to be, was accompanied by a team of no fewer than five advisers and spokespeople during a 40-minute interview with this writer and three other Israeli journalists.

In March, on his whirlwind visit to Israel, Republican presidential nominee John McCain, one of whose primary strengths is said to be his intimate grasp of foreign affairs, chose to bring along Sen. Joe Lieberman to the interview our diplomatic correspondent Herb Keinon and I conducted with him, looked to Lieberman several times for reassurance on his answers and seemed a little flummoxed by a question relating to the nuances of settlement construction.

On Wednesday evening, toward the end of his packed one-day visit here, Barack Obama, the Democratic senator who is leading the race for the White House and who lacks long years of foreign policy involvement, spoke to The Jerusalem Post with only a single aide in his King David Hotel room, and that aide's sole contribution to the conversation was to suggest that the candidate and I switch seats so that our photographer would get better lighting for his pictures.

Several of Obama's Middle East advisers - including former Clinton special envoy Dennis Ross and ex-ambassador to Israel Daniel Kurtzer - were hovering in the vicinity. But Obama, who was making only his second visit to Israel, knew precisely what he wanted to say about the most intricate issues confronting and concerning Israel, and expressed himself clearly, even stridently on key subjects.


David Horowitz in the Jerusalem Post on 24 July 2008.

Citation via capnjoy via John Hodgman's blog where Mr. Hodgman also posted the highly relevant advice (I know I needed to hear it) re McCain and Palin, namely: DO NOT FEED THE TROLL.

unnatural tendencies


Watermelons
Originally uploaded by ~Epoy~
Lazy girl mashup of two recipes that ran recently in Saveur -- the first a Watermelon and Tomato salad, the other a watermelon tossup with feta and kalamatas.

You might prefer the originals (above) -- or if your fridge looks as lean as mine and you have an abundance of CSA produce to use up, you might like it just like this:

  • two or three sweet to bursting summer tomatoes, cubed into chunks (beefsteak will do ya. if they’re heirloom even better.)

  • one quarter of a medium sized watermelon, also cubed and deprived of its seeds

  • slivered red onion, as much as you like (I used about 1/8th of a cup, maybe less)

  • feta cheese

  • a small fistful of kalamata olives, halved

  • the juice of 2 small limes

  • a splash of olive oil

  • fine sea salt

  • cracked pepper
  • Toss gently.
    Serve.
    Blog.

    melancholy and the man in 8A


    The Man in 8A
    Originally uploaded by Ingrid!
    I for one am afraid that American culture's overemphasis on happiness at the expense of sadness might be dangerous, a wanton forgetting of an essential part of a full life.

    I further am concerned that to desire only happiness in a world undoubtedly tragic is to become inauthentic, to settle for unrealistic abstractions that ignore concrete situations.


    Adapted by the Chronicle Review from Eric G. Wilson's In Praise of Melancholy.

    I clipped this earlier this morning but didn't know how to illustrate it or comment on it, so I shelved it.

    Then PT Power tweeted about Ingrid!'s post re the Man in 8A.

    I still don't know how to comment on it but I'm putting it out here because I find myself wrestling with a tangle of emotions -- as the presidential campaign unfolds, as I come to terms with my Grandmother's Alzheimer's and the fact that she's gone now, really, even though she's still here on this earth.

    I'm trying to "hold it," as a friend advised me to, "like you would a sore toe."

    To honor these feelings. To know that they're true.

    on the internet nobody knows

    Photo: New York Times

    I am not Sarah Palin. I am not a member of Sarah Palin’s family, or even Michael Palin’s family.

    I will acknowledge that I volunteer for the McCain campaign, one of thousands of people nationwide who are working to elect the best candidate for the job. Palin was not the nominee when I made my edits, though I am certainly excited about the selection. I don’t believe I have a conflict of interest problem.


    Wikipedia user Young Trigg, who substantially updated Sarah Palin's Wikipedia entry in the 24 hours before John McCain campaign announced her selection as his VP of choice, as reported in the TimesOnline.

    After touting her "eye-popping integrity" Young Trigg retired from active Wikipedia membership.

    confidence factor


    Percentage of respondents who say they have confidence in the American presidential candidates in Sunday's New York Times.
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