You Got a Light?

Thursday, June 19th, 2003

You Got a Light? points out something I’ve thought about as I walked past countless smokers just outside countless office buildings:

But I would observe that smokers now constitute one of the most fascinating and largely ignored social groups in America — transcending all rules of race, class, gender or position. They have become a sort of persecuted minority, with many of the feelings of commonality that such a status can bring.

Any smoker is socially allowed to talk to any other smoker at any time, to ask for a cigarette or a light. The most successful opening line in the known universe — male or female — is “Can I bum a cigarette?” It’s non-threatening, instantly personal and highly sympathetic. All smokers know what it’s like to crave a cigarette and be without one, and so they are always willing to help, always empathetic and egalitarian. No other social phenomenon is quite like it.

With the spreading restrictions on smoking in offices, restaurants and other public spaces, smokers are being pushed into ever smaller fringe spaces, making their community all the more tightly united. They sympathize with one another as members of what they perceive to be a shunned group. To one another, in the safety of their reserved zones, they are struggling, suffering heroes and comrades.

In office politics, smoking can be a great aid to connection-making — almost worth the toxins to some.

The New York Review of Books: Bohemia in Baghdad

Thursday, June 19th, 2003

The New York Review of Books: Bohemia in Baghdad summarizes Iraqi attitudes towards America and the West:

Kurds regard the two Bushes as national heroes, yet they fear that America may again betray them as it has several times in living memory. Christians yearn for Western protection, yet worry that the end of Baathist secularism may have uncorked the wicked genie of political Islam. The Shiite clergy, despite schisms over their proper role in politics, deliver a surprisingly uniform message. America has served its only purpose by getting rid of Saddam. Its army is here at our sufferance, and sooner or later we will make them leave.

Dr. Sex

Thursday, June 19th, 2003

Dr. Sex opens with an ironically non-ironic twist:

J. Michael Bailey clicks on an audio recording of four men: Two are gay and two are straight. Can the audience guess which ones are gay just by listening to their voices? asks Mr. Bailey, a professor of psychology at Northwestern University.

When the majority of those in the Stanford University lecture hall decide that a man with hissy s’s and precise articulation is gay, the professor pronounces them correct. The lesson: You can determine a man’s sexual orientation after simply listening to him talk for 20 seconds.

Bailey’s The Man Who Would Be Queen: The Science of Gender-Bending and Transsexualism presents plenty of “politically incorrect” material:

“People for emotional reasons were saying stuff that simply wasn’t true, like castration won’t work because rape and child molestation are crimes of violence, not crimes of sex,” says Mr. Bailey. “Although this may have been violent to the victims and wasn’t sexually enjoyable, that doesn’t mean it wasn’t for the rapist.”
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Mr. Bailey also believes AIDS-education campaigns are misguided. “Middle-class, straight kids at Northwestern who are having sex with other middle-class, straight kids at Northwestern have a close to zero chance of getting AIDS,” he says. “They are being over-worried about AIDS. If people feel there’s little difference between gay or straight and getting AIDS, gay men are going to underestimate the risk.”

Orwell and me

Thursday, June 19th, 2003

Margaret Atwood went on to write her own dystopic novel (The Handmaid’s Tale), but long before that, she read Orwell’s Animal Farm — and it scared her. From Orwell and me:

I grew up with George Orwell. I was born in 1939, and Animal Farm was published in 1945. Thus, I was able to read it at the age of nine. It was lying around the house, and I mistook it for a book about talking animals, sort of like Wind in the Willows. I knew nothing about the kind of politics in the book – the child’s version of politics then, just after the war, consisted of the simple notion that Hitler was bad but dead.

So I gobbled up the adventures of Napoleon and Snowball, the smart, greedy, upwardly mobile pigs, and Squealer the spin-doctor, and Boxer the noble but thick-witted horse, and the easily led, slogan-chanting sheep, without making any connection with historical events.

To say that I was horrified by this book is an understatement.

Down-Home No More: Soul Food Moves On Up

Monday, June 9th, 2003

The Wall Street Journal reports that high-end restaurants are now serving low-end favorites, in Down-Home No More: Soul Food Moves On Up:

Down-home soul food has gone uptown. The cholesterol-packed, well-seasoned cuisine once found only in Southern kitchens is turning up in pricey eateries from New York to Los Angeles. With ethnic food one of the restaurant industry’s major growth areas, soul food is the fifth most-sampled ethnic cuisine, according to the National Restaurant Association, ahead of such trendy favorites as Cajun/Creole (No. 6), Thai (No. 11) and Indian (No. 12).

I may have to go out and cast another vote for Indian food this weekend.

Mooove Over, Milkman

Monday, June 9th, 2003

I commented on Dr Pepper/Seven Up’s Raging Cow drink a few months ago. Now the Wall Street Journal reports on Raging Cow and Coke’s new Swerve drink. From Mooove Over, Milkman:

But are Raging Cow and Swerve what mom and dad have in mind when they tell their kids to drink milk? Probably not. An eight-ounce serving of Raging Cow’s Chocolate Insanity has 170 calories and 25 grams of sugar, compared with 150 calories and 11 grams of sugar in the same size glass of whole milk, or 100 calories and 12 sugar grams in 1% milk. The new drink has five fat grams — double the 2.5 grams of fat in 1% milk, but less than the eight grams in whole milk. A 12-ounce can of Coke’s Swerve, made with skim milk, is expected to have 150 calories — about 10 more calories than its trademark soda.
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Just over 50% of the new drinks’ content actually consists of milk, which means they lack enough calcium and other nutrients to meet the Food and Drug Administration’s minimum standard for using “milk” on the label.

Instead, they are called “dairy drinks,” because the other half of their content is made up of water, sugar and flavorings. (The drinks do have enough milk to use the American Dairy Association’s “Real” seal.)

Another element that kind of scares me:

One plus for the new drinks: They don’t need refrigeration.

They can’t be labelled “milk” or “real” dairy, and they don’t need refrigeration. Healthy soft-drink alternatives indeed!

Kids Be Warned: Don’t Flush Your Fish

Friday, June 6th, 2003

From Kids Be Warned: Don’t Flush Your Fish:

Kids be warned: Flushing your pet fish down the drain will not send it safely into the ocean as depicted in the new computer-animated movie “Finding Nemo.”

A company that manufactures equipment used to process sewage issued a news release Thursday warning that drain pipes do lead to the ocean — eventually — but first the fluid goes through powerful machines that “shred solids into tiny particles.”

“In truth, no one would ever find Nemo and the movie would be called ‘Grinding Nemo,’” wrote the JWC Environmental company, which makes the trademarked “Muffin Monster” shredding pumps.

In the unlikely event Nemo survived the deadly machines, the company added, he would probably be killed by the chlorine disinfection.

Bob Sapp, from NFL Washup to Marketing Tsunami

Friday, June 6th, 2003

I never expected to see this kind of mixed-martial-arts news in the mainstream press. From Bob Sapp, from NFL Washup to Marketing Tsunami:

For much of the past year, Bob Sapp has led the double life of a closet celebrity.

His family thought he was hanging around his college town of Seattle, making ends meet as a personal trainer after tendinitis cut short an unremarkable pro football career.

Sapp, 28, let them think that.

The truth was too strange for words: How do you tell people that you’ve reinvented yourself as a wildly popular martial arts superhero in a far-away land? What kind of job description is it to be Japan’s favorite gentle giant?

“It’s very difficult to explain,” Sapp told Reuters during a recent visit to Los Angeles. “It can get to be crazy. I never had an idea that this would explode like it has.”

In less than a year, Sapp has gone from NFL wash-up in America to marketing tsunami in Japan, where his image as a kind-hearted kickboxer is being used to sell everything from alarm clocks and pizza to wide-screen TVs and slot machines.

He has a rap CD in Japan, a retail store in the trendy Harajuku section of Tokyo devoted exclusively to Sapp-branded merchandise and a fan base so insanely devoted that the 6-foot-7-inch (200-cm), 375-pound (170-kg) Sapp cannot venture out without bodyguards.

Boasting over 200 TV appearances and three biographies, he also has become a favorite target of paparazzi, now vying, he believes, to sneak the money shot Tokyo tabloids crave: Bob Sapp naked. “When I go into a hotel bathroom, I close the door and I lock it,” he said.

Sapp himself finds it hard to describe his transformation into a Japanese pop culture icon. “It’s definitely like Hello Kitty or Pokemon. In America it would be like the Beatles or Elvis,” said Sapp, who only recently disclosed to family his new life as a superstar export.

And now Hollywood is calling.

The Danger Of The Low-Cost Cruise Missile

Thursday, June 5th, 2003

In The Danger Of The Low-Cost Cruise Missile, Bruce Simpson explains how it doesn’t take much to build a cruise missile these days:

However, during the past decade, huge strides have been made in commercializing much of the technology on which the cruise missile is based and it is my firm belief that building a low-cost, autonomous, self-guided, air-breathing missile with a significant payload capability is now well within the reach of almost any person or small group of persons with the necessary knowledge and skills.

In fact, he has started a project to build a cruise missile for under $5,000, and he has started a project diary.

NPR : The ‘Sabre Dance’ Man

Thursday, June 5th, 2003

Somehow I missed NPR : The ‘Sabre Dance’ Man:

It was one of the catchiest, most familiar — perhaps most maddening — tunes to come out of the 20th century. It was heard in cartoons. It heightened the drama of plate spinners doing their shtick on the Ed Sullivan Show. In celebration of the 100th anniversary of composer Aram Khachaturian’s birth, NPR’s Tom Huizenga profiles the man behind “Sabre Dance.”

What sometimes shocks me is how recently many of these “classical” works were composed:

The song was part of the Armenian composer’s Gayane ballet, which he completed in 1942.

Interesting history:

Khachaturian came of age as a composer during the Stalin regime. Though he wasn’t considered a party apparatchik, he was swept up in the fervor of the new socialist dream.

“He did absolutely everything right, as far as the Soviet ideology is concerned,” says pianist Sahan Arzruni, who worked with, and has written about Khachaturian. “He used the folk material of all the republics, not only the Armenia folk material but the Ukrainian, Georgian, Azerbaijani, Turkmenistani… The primary dogma, as far as the Soviet ideology is concerned, is to make the art relevant to the people. Not art for the sake of art.”

Khachaturian churned out well-crafted, party-pleasing compositions such as the “Song of Stalin,” “Ode in Memory of Lenin” and a popular violin concerto. But in 1948, Khachaturian suddenly found himself on the wrong side of the Soviet art police — officially denounced, along with fellow composers Dmitri Shostakovich and Sergei Prokofiev.

Khachaturian apologized and even agreed to be sent back to Armenia to be “reeducated.” In 1957, four years after Stalin died, Khachaturian was re-appointed to the Composer’s Union. But by then, “all his major works were behind him,” Huizenga says.

The primary dogma, as far as the Soviet ideology is concerned, is to make the art relevant to the people. Not art for the sake of art. Sounds more like network TV to me.

NPR : Writer Michael Lewis

Thursday, June 5th, 2003

Last week, I caught an interview with writer Michael Lewis on NPR:

His new book is Moneyball: The Art of Winning an Unfair Game. It’s the story of how the Oakland A’s turned their team around and made history, winning 20 games in a row to set a new American League record. Lewis goes behind the scenes and finds a new kind of baseball knowledge.

I don’t follow baseball, and I certainly don’t follow the Oakland A’s, but Lewis discussed how the A’s applied statistics to baseball, drafting players undervalued by the market, and avoiding “flashy” players overvalued by the market. With next to no budget, they put together a strong team, emphasizing players without blazing footspeed (overvalued), but who could fatigue a pitcher by not swinging at questionable pitches (undervalued). (The site has archived audio — but a written transcript costs money…)

13-Year-Old Prodigy Heads to Grad School

Thursday, June 5th, 2003

From 13-Year-Old Prodigy Heads to Grad School:

Greg Smith, who graduated from Randolph-Macon College at age 13, will attend graduate school at the University of Virginia, the university said Wednesday.

Smith will pursue a Ph.D. in mathematics. He plans to take two summer courses and attend U.Va.’s orientation on Monday, his 14th birthday.

“It has been my plan since I graduated from high school to apply to U.Va. for my graduate work,” said Smith. “I am so excited to have this wonderful opportunity to study at one of our country’s best universities.”

Smith has kept a rapid academic pace since early childhood, solving math problems at 14 months and reading by age 2. He was 10 when he enrolled at Randolph-Macon, where he majored in math and graduated cum laude Saturday.

Smith has twice been nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize for his work with International Youth Advocates, a group he founded to champion nonviolence and children’s rights.

“His record of intellectual achievement, combined with his dedication to international service, fit well into the U.Va. tradition,’ said Gene Block, the university’s vice president and provost.

As Kevin and Bean say, “At that age, I was throwing rocks at my neighbor, Robbie Joyner.”

The Making of the Gettysburg Powerpoint Presentation

Tuesday, June 3rd, 2003

Peter Norvig describes how and why he turned Lincoln’s Gettysburg address into a Powerpoint presentation in The Making of the Gettysburg Powerpoint Presentation:

How many of of us have been frustrated at seeing too many presentations where PowerPoint or other visual aids obscure rather than enhance the point? After one too many bad presentations, I decided to see if I could do something about it.

Back in my hotel room I imagined what Abe Lincoln might have done if he had used PowerPoint rather than the power of oratory at Gettysburg.

Poland Must Decide on EU, But How Will Chicago Vote?

Monday, June 2nd, 2003

I had no idea Chicago had a giant Polish population. From Poland Must Decide on EU, But How Will Chicago Vote?:

More than 800,000 Chicago-area residents have roots in Poland. Only Warsaw has a bigger Polish population, immigrants here are fond of bragging. The Polish Yellow Pages for the Chicago area runs to 1,672 pages. Delicatessens alone fill 29 pages. Chicago has Polish jazz clubs, Polish art galleries and a Polish orchestra. Even the newest immigrants find it relatively simple to find work in Chicago’s large network of Polish construction companies, cleaning services and retail shops.

Honda Aims to Arm Its Cars With Unusual Safety Systems

Monday, June 2nd, 2003

According to Honda Aims to Arm Its Cars With Unusual Safety Systems, Honda has designed a new “collision mitigation brake system” that detects impending collisions and alerts the driver:

The system uses computers linked to a radar sensor on the front bumper to detect if the vehicle is gaining too quickly on a car ahead. If an accident seems likely, a buzzer goes off. If that fails to get the driver’s attention, a small motor tugs three times on his seat belt to wake him. At the same time, the brakes are activated to slow the car. The computers won’t bring the car to a stop on their own, but if all goes well, by this time the driver is awake and hitting the brakes himself.