would you “protest” or “forget” when presented with the reality of the space whale?

14
Nov

I’ve not watched the Penn State thing with a lot of acuity, but given the fact that there are so many people in my social networking feeds that maintain the illusion that while Jesus may sit at the Righ Hand of God, good ol’ JoePa sits just the right of the big JC, I’ve been rather unable to escape it.

So, I read a few articles about the whole littany of offenses and timelines and who did what, and whatever else. My conclusion? It’s a big mess all around, and everybody should have done more, and all this boo-hooing about the tarnishing of Paterno’s career is kind of in bad taste when there are almost a dozen kids who were completely and utterly violated through no fault of their own that very few people seem particularly concerned about.

That’s wrong.

The best reaction I’ve seen written about the whole affair is This One from John Scalzi, which draws inspiration from a classic science fiction story (which I’ve sadly never read – need to remedy that, though it’s clearly inspired lots of other stories) dealing with the issues of the responsibility of knowing something awful and being able to live with it.

It seems a lot of people in State College were just fine living with it. That’s even more wrong.

the usual plea to perform your civic duty

08
Nov

Today, November 8, is election day in the United States. So go and vote.

Yes, it’s an off-year election, which, if your ballot looked like mine when I absenteed it a couple of days ago (business travel this week), means lots of local races for school board and county board of supervisors and stuff.

Just because these are small, local races, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t participate. In fact, these elections might be MORE important than the big one that’ll be coming up again next year. The people you’ll be voting for today are the kinds of people who will decide how your local schools are run, which intersections in your community get traffic lights, and the ways your tax dollars will get spent in your own back yard, perhaps literally, if you have a utility easement out back or are in an area where zoning may be a concern.

So yeah, these small, non-sexy races are exactly the ones you SHOULD be voting in, because it could have a very direct impact on your life and family.

So go vote. It’s literally the least you can do to be involved in your community.

making other plans

07
Nov

Last minute changes in plans scuttled my original weekend schedule, but it all kind of worked out. No worries, I got a little bit more sleep and a bit of a break. Doesn’t change the fact that once you’ve properly girded yourself for a given task, having it fall off the schedule at the last minute (not literally the last minute, of course, but when something that’s supposed to happen at around noon is officially cancelled at 3am via the internet the night before, it might as well be) kind of throws you off a bit.

Oh well. the change in plans gave me the opportunity to cook a delicious german feast with the girls, and introduce the eldest child to the wonder of This Is Spinal Tap. I felt she was ready. Besides, you’re only allowed to use the “these go to eleven” joke so many times without having experienced the source material.

On the road this week, surprise surprise. Free time spent knocking out my NaNoWriMo as best I can (crossed over 21k this afternoon), and taking in a screening of Harold and Kumar, because I needed a laugh.

Good night, all.

friday random ten: “because” edition

04
Nov

Some music:

  1. “Since I Don’t Have You” – Brian Setzer Orchestra
  2. “Low” – REM
  3. “Building a Mystery” – Sarah McLachlan
  4. “Ben Lee” (not “Ken Lee“)- The Ataris
  5. “Compromise” – The Indigo Girls
  6. “Little Song” – Sarah Jarosz
  7. “Buddy Holly” – Barenaked Ladies (yes, Barenaked Ladies covering Weezer)
  8. “Leave It All To Me” – Miranda Cosgrove ft Drake Bell
  9. “Wonderboy” – Tenacious D
  10. “Rebel Without A Pause” – Public Enemy

And a chicken riding on a tortoise. Why? no reason at all.

will they hear me bark from here?

03
Nov

Today is the 54th anniversary of the launch of Sputnik 2, the second spacecraft ever launched into earth orbit, and the vehicle that carried the first living thing thing into space, a three year old mutt called Laika.

Poor Laika died shortly after lift-off, which is sad, but she’s a significant point in the history of human space exploration. And deserves to be remembered.

While I know the actual story, I kind of prefer the happier ending songwriter Jonathan Coulton gave Laika a few years ago in the beautiful “Space Doggity:”

mid-week linkage

02
Nov

I haven’t had a lot of time to be online this week. In between meetings, dealing with non-specific evening issues, not feeling all that great, and the beginning of NaNoWriMo (giving it another shot, this time with…an outline!), I just haven’t had much blogging inclination.

I have seen/heard a couple of things worth passing on that amused, entertained, or enlightened me, which I shall pass along now.

♦ – Amanda Marcotte draws a nice big shiny circle around the particular hypocracy surrounding the fact that the folks who will be starting up their annual “War on Christmas” whining any day now have just finished up another year of trying to wage war on Halloween.

♦ – Through links from both wil wheaton and the Pope of France, I was introduced to an animated adaptation of the greatest of all Chick Tracts, Dark Dungeons

♦ – Over the weekend, I became a patron of the arts, throwing a few bucks at the Kickstarter page for “Unconditional: A Teddy Bear’s Tale”, an in-production children’s book by Nick Davis, featuring illustrations by artist and con acquaintance Dan Nokes. It looks like a fun project, largely through the enthusiasm with which Dan talked about it this weekend, and some of the artwork, which looks great.

♦ – It’s stories like this report from the set of Peter Jackson’s The Hobbit by Eric “Quint” Vespe that remind me why I’ve been dutifully visiting Ain’t It Cool News for movie gossip and rumor since the late 90s. Even if the quality of current reporting isn’t what it used to be, it’s stuff like this that put it on the map in the first place.

♦ – Here’s an, um, acknowledgement of the tenth birthday of Transportation Safety Administration! Thanks for a full decade of making the act of getting on a plane to go somewhere progressively more unpleasant by the day!

♦ – Author Carrie Vaughn highlights the staying power and genral awesomeness of Ghostbusters by showing how tightly plotted the whole project is by outlining it according to the standard plot structure we all learned about in middle school.

there’s a problem with the pumpkins

31
Oct

For reasons that still kind of elude me, this weekend involved cramming more stuff into 72 hours or so than is really possible or advisable, but a lot of it was quite a bit of fun. Still, I’m finding myself dragging a bit, largely due to sleep deficit and a few aches and pains as a result of being a bit of an old man.

Given what today is, there were a couple of parties to be attended to; each interesting and unique for their own reasons. Friday’s was certainly the more raucous one, though there were many pockets of semi-sanity to be found, if you allow for definitions of “sanity” that include a live MST3king of 1954’s The Creature from the Black Lagoon in the company The Flash, Robin Hood, and a five-foot beaver, as well as the host’s frequent freestyle MCing about murdering prostitutes in Whitechapel while dressed in proper period finery as “Jack the Rapper.”

Saturday’s fete was a little more mellow, as it involved more children and less debauchery. Still a good time was had by all, and my costume’s concept was more specifically defined. I spent most of the weekend as an anonymous member of the judiciary, though I ended the evening as former Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O’Connor (with apologies to the actual Justice who I’m almost certain doesn’t posess such copious facial hair). I provide photographic evidence below, in the company of pirates and Little Red Riding Hood:

over the course of the weekend, I endured several drunken mentions of fellow revelers 'throwing themselves at the mercy of the court,' none of which were particularly enticing

Other adventures included a short stopover between obligations at the VA Comicon, where I spent some time chatting with the always entertaining Dan Nokes of 21st Century Sandshark Studios (whose Adam and Eve: A Bizarre Love Triangle in the Zombie Apocalypse I picked up and am looking forward to reading).

However, the real highlight of that particular activity was the opportunity to spend a good twenty minutes or so chatting with comic artist legend Herb Trimpe, who, among other accomplishments, is the co-creator of Wolverine (in the pages of his signature title The Incredible Hulk), and one of the key pencillers for Marvel’s 80s GI:JOE series (my copy of GI:JOE #1 is now signed by the writer and the artist!), the series that got me into comics as a kid. it was a real thrill to talk with him about his work in the comics industry and his feelings toward the current revival in film of many of the characters whose legacy he helped develop. Also, I’m pretty sure I wasn’t the only aging geek who nearly wet himself when Mr. Trimpe casually dropped “yeah, I was talking to Stan a couple of weeks ago…” in conversation.

So yeah, a pretty full weekend (and I’m leaving most of the non-fun stuff and the Halloween themed GURPS session to which the title of this post refers on the cutting room floor here), though I’m hoping for a coming week that’s a little less eventful – I could use a bit of a break.

my keyboard is lacking*

27
Oct

punctuation marks you never knew existed, including this one, the percontation point (aka “the snark mark”) indicating hidden meanings or irony:

Also, the interrobang, the punctuational equivalent of OMGWTFBBQ!!!?!?!?!? :

I’m not copletely sure whether some of these are actually legitimate (though I suspect they are), but I do know the written word would certainly be more interesting with them.

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* – yes, I know unicode. ‡⁂«»∵§‽❦¶؟ – ಠ_ಠ

heaven knows I’m (not so) miserable now

27
Oct

—apologies – I think my footnotes are actually longer than the actual post here. Sometimes that just happens.—

Despite my being occasionally morose and having a penchant for wearing a whole lot of black, I was never part of the ‘goth’ subculture* (though I have been known to appreciate the sillouette created by a well-worn corset). As such, I can’t directly identify with several paragraphs in this post from Scalzi regarding a couple of studies he recently encountered. That said, there’s a lot there I can relate to.

The thrust of the studies is that 1) Gen-X folks are largely pretty happy, balanced, well-rounded people without a lot of drama, and 2) that in terms of subcultures, aging goth kids are still pretty committed to the ideas of their youthful subculture than their non-gothy peers.

While I was never a goth, I was always part (even though I spent many years trying to hide it behind a wall of hair and denim) of the “geek” subculture, which as anyone of my age cohort is acutely aware, was just as ostracized and bullied as much as goths were (or would have been if there were any goth kids in my high school – anything more exotic than top 40 and metal didn’t make it past the cultural filters). Beyond the trappings, there’s a lot of affinity between the two, really – both subcultures really celebrate intellectualism, knowledge, and the accumulation thereof (albeit about often different things); things that, in general, help people develop deeper relationships with like-minded individuals, and generally equip them to be more effective learners and processors of ideas, which makes for both interesting conversation and job skills.

Commenter “midnightblooms” captures this idea pretty well:

This makes absolute sense to me. Geeks and nerds and goths were (are) some of the smartest, curious, and most intelligent people I’ve ever known. We read and question and think. We were largely ostracized by mainstream folks when we were kids, which 1) helped up understand ourselves and others better, and 2) made us seek out similar minds and hearts and form long-lasting relationships. We know how precious those relationships are. These traits don’t fade with age, rather they encompass every aspect of our lives and keep us young because we never stop reading, questioning, or thinking.

I think the key bits there are “understanding ourselve and others better” and “never stop reading, questioning, and thinking.” Those things, along with our lack of particular interest in conforming to others expectations (unless those others are people whose ideas we’ve tested and respect) is why we’re tending, as we approach middle age, to have generally stable lives and relationships, typified by reasonable career success (or at least satisfaction) and much lower rates of divorce**, ***. As Scalzi theorizes, some of this could have to do with the fact that since we were old enough to internalize it, the message from our elders was that we were told that we’re “being told you’re recession-era slackers who will never do better than your parents, then your expectations, shall we say, are sufficiently dampened. Everything looks good after that nonsense.”

Never doubt the power of lowered expectations.

Yeah, we appear to be cynical and morose sometimes, but overall, I think we’ve managed to come out okay, and grow gracefully into our irony.

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* – for example, the first two “gothy” bands that pop into my head are The Smiths and the Cure, neither of which a full-blooded Goth would even consider relevant. Further, I don’t think I’ve ever intentionally listened to an entire record from the former from start to finish (though I can occasionally find an appropriate song title), and the first example of the latter’s output I can come up with is the often perky “Friday I’m In Love”.

** – In a totally unrelated discussion, Amanda Marcotte makes an interesting point that marriage isn’t a universal good for all people, and divorce isn’t always inherently bad – sometimes it’s the best option for people – not all relationships work out, and people change; because a relationship ends doesn’t mean that it wasn’t good and valuable while it lasted. It’s a lesson we all learn if we live long enough. I agree wholeheartedly with Amanda’s point, though, I’ll stand by the fact that a big reason so many Gen-Xers aren’t getting divorced as much has a lot to do that they don’t rush into marriage; indeed there’s a lot of consideration involved, and some, rightly, don’t choose marriage at all. Those that do, however, seem to choose spouses with whom they have a greater long-term compatibility with, largely due to much consideration before making the final decision to commit in a legal sense.

*** – Not that I feel I can put all my eggs in the generational cohort bucket. Personally, I tend to mostly fall into the “classic” definition of a Gen-xer, though so many folks I grew up with, particularly those who never spent much time thinking about things and never really explored the world beyond their small town bubble, simply don’t. Based on evidence bubbling up through my social network feeds, they’re largely perpetuating the cycle of broken relationships and poor choices their parents made and continue to make. Hell, some of them made enough bad choices early that their kids are keeping the cycle going for a further generation. Kind of sad, but continues to validate my decision to leave.

verily

25
Oct

Might as well continue today’s theme of frivolity, comic books and pretty girls:

The only thing that end the eternal conflict between Thor and Loki: Scarlett Johanssen’s posterior.

I promise, one of these days, I’ll get around to actually putting up something of substance in this space again. But not right now.

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