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| Friday, January 11th, 2008 | | 8:43 pm |
sanity I thought I was losing my mind, but in fact that faint voice I heard while listening to Glenn Gould's "Goldberg Variations" is the pianist himself, displaying one of his "eccentricities." | | Friday, June 29th, 2007 | | 10:15 am |
Stars of the Lid, "And Their Refinement of the Decline" I'm really loving this double album by Stars of the Lid that I downloaded from eMusic a week ago. I guess people call this drone music now, it used to be called ambient, back when Eno was making it, or minimalism if by Glass or Reich, but it's all about tonality and space. It's so spare and elegant, it makes it hard to listen to anything else afterwards, without it sounding clumsy, cluttered, and adolescent. http://www.myspace.com/starsofthelid | | Thursday, June 28th, 2007 | | 10:34 am |
activist judges Who exactly, are the judicial activists on the Supreme Court? Perhaps its Ailto, Robert, Scalia, Thomas, and Kennedy, who won't let school districts mind their own business in an attempt to achieve a modicum of diversity. The segregationist racists are now just a little more subtle than they were 50 years ago.
Hello, American apartheid. Welcome back. It's just one more step in this country's slide down the toilet. | | 8:41 am |
ex-drinking buddy My former drinking buddy back from my law school days is going to meet up with us in Berlin. We're planning to travel around a bit while Saltbox is in her conference.
We were chatting yesterday about plans, when he tells me that he hasn't had a drink since February. He read some book that convinced him that even drinking moderate amounts is too much, because it causes your body to crave more and puts you into a perpetual state of stress until that stress is relieved by drinking. He claims that he now feels as relaxed normally as he used to feel after a few beers.
Anyway, I found this relatively convincing. I started to think about how much time and money I spend on drinking, and how it forms such a central part of the social life here in Madison. Even a few beers keeps me from sleeping properly and makes me somewhat dehydrated. It certainly interferes with my running.
So I'm considering giving up drinking at least until Berlin, although I'll definitely want to sample the local beers when I'm travelling.
But our conversation also made me wonder what he now does with his time. He's a retired internet millionaire. His one real hobby was trying to destroy the reputation of this dentist that maimed him, and he's now successfully ruined that former "dentist to the stars". He's currently engaged in designing his Greenwich Village pleasure palace, but it doens't seem like that's a full-time endeavor, although maybe it is.
Current Music: PJ Harvey, "Dry" | | 8:36 am |
running intervals I ran some pretty quick intervals last night after work: 2 x 5 mins and 2 x 3 mins. I'd estimate that I was around 6 mins per mile or maybe a little faster.
I quickly realized that it was a mistake to eat before pushing myself so hard on intervals. After finishing the first one, I almost retched up a combination of kippers (protein, omega 3), triskets (for the kippers), and chocolate sandwich cookies (indulgence). Let's just say that having those flavors come up in a combined stomach acid sauce was no fun at all.
Ran for a total of 7 miles. That puts my weekly mileage since Sunday at 23; I'd like to hit about 35.
Current Music: Stars of the Lid | | Thursday, June 21st, 2007 | | 1:03 am |
Class Struggle in the Ancient Greek World Why didn't anyone ever tell me this book existed? I just stumbled onto it via Amazon, and can't wait for it to arrive. From the description, it sounds like it combines my interests in philosophy, class identity, politics, and history. It was exactly what I've been looking for, without even knowing it. | | Thursday, June 14th, 2007 | | 9:38 am |
Random rules I ran about 7.5 miles last night, and listened to my iPod on shuffle play.
Brian Wilson, "Roll Plymouth Rock"--I'm not sure exactly what the lyrical theme is about--is Brian suggesting that the whites should leave North America? At the very least, he's acknowledging the damage they've (we've) done, but in his usual gentle way. The song turns some very tight corners, with sharp harpsicord breaks coming out of nowhere, and maintains a lovely dream-like quality throughout. He also revisits songs from elsewhere on Smile, like "Heros and Villains," adding to the sense of deja vu.
Lush, "Ciao"--Lush were one of my favorite bands from college. They were one of the original shoegaze bands, fronted by two tiny, super cute women: they punky, tough Miki Berenyi and the huggable Emma Anderson. I had a giant crush on Berenyi--she's half Japanese half Hungarian descent, had various shades of neon hair, and played tough on some songs (e.g., Bitter, The Untogether), but was still very sexy.
"Ciao" is a duet between Berenyi and a male guest vocalist with a Shane McGowan type broken baritone. They've recently split up, and each is trying to top the other in each verse, talking about how terrible the other was, and how much happier they are now. Their voices then join together on the choruses. It might be the most paradoxically effective love song of all time--they ostensibly loathe each other, spewing forth verse after verse of invective, but if they didn't still love one another, why would they bother?
It's a fantastic song, one of many by Lush. They'd go on to hit it marginally big on their next album, primarily from their single "Ladykillers." I saw them in concert in Detroit that year, with my friend and old roommate D--, in a great show at St. Albans. Their drummer would tragically hang himself within the year, and the band dissolved.
Jeff Buckley, "So Real"--This is a real rollercoster of a song. The song doesn't have any straight narrative arc, but it touches on questions of authenticity, self-doubt, and adolescent lust. The verses are a strange kind of ghostly blues, with an off-kilter guitar strumming followed by vocal fills. The chorus is a big, satisfying rock and roll hook with Buckley's beautiful voice perfectly in control. But then, out of nowhere, Buckley lacerates his song with brutal guitar squalls and feedback.
In retrospect, it encapsulates Buckley rather concisely--limitless talent, plagued by self-doubt and self-destruction. | | Wednesday, June 6th, 2007 | | 12:21 am |
Iraq and humiliation I was reading Thucydides, "The Peloponnesian War," and came across a striking passage. At this point, the Athenians have the advantage over the Spartans, by virtue of their victory at Pylos and encirclement of Spartan helots stationed on Sphacteria. The Spartans plea for peace, suggesting that at this point in the war they can each leave with some semblance dignity. They suggest that, even if the Athenians press their advantage and extract a more favorable peace, a settlement that is the result of humiliation will just lead to resentment, backlash, and eventually another conflict.
When we invaded Iraq, we steamrolled the Iraqi army. Many Americans thought it was hilarious, and took great pride in our overwhelming superiority. But the flipside of this is that the Iraqis must have been utterly humiliated. Even if they weren't strict nationalists or completely identify with Saddam's regime, it must have been emasculating for them to be defeated so effortlessly and yet so comprehensively.
In the aftermath, the US attempted to give them a state, to award them a democracy. But many Iraqis likely don't want to be handed anything by the Americans, as a simple point of pride. They want to win the state, to earn it for themselves as an assertion of autonomy. This, in turn, may have helped fuel the reassertion of ethnic identities and sectarian fighting.
We should have found some face-saving way for the Iraqi people to emerge from the rubble. But macho-man Bush, of course wouldn't dream of such a thing. Well asshole, look where it got you. | | 12:20 am |
This makes me sound pretty weird. From Spark: http://community.sparknotes.com/person/-------- You are an Experimenter! (Dominant Introverted Abstract Thinker) You are an EXPERIMENTER (DIAT). Although you're slightly shy (admit it!), you love control. When a problem comes across your way, you stomp on it swiftly and decisively. You are bothered easily by failure in others and failure in yourself. You don't like people that you don't think are intelligent. Rather than arguing with them, however, you would just as soon ignore them altogether. In relationships, you have a strong heart. And because you're introverted, people take you as someone they can trust. But the fact is that in addition to solving problems, you like to create them. You're a good person at heart, but then again, who isn't? Compared to 14,997,896 other test takers... 98% are more Submissive than you. 1% are more Dominant than you. 2% are just as Dominant as you. 3% are more Introverted than you. 92% are more Extroverted than you. 5% are just as Introverted as you. 1% are more Abstract than you. 95% are more Concrete than you. 4% are just as Abstract as you. 14% are more Thinking than you. 80% are more Feeling than you. 6% are just as Thinking as you. | | Friday, March 23rd, 2007 | | 9:49 pm |
i am the dominator! From Spark: http://community.sparknotes.com/person/-------- You are an Experimenter! (Dominant Introverted Abstract Thinker) You are an EXPERIMENTER (DIAT). Although you're slightly shy (admit it!), you love control. When a problem comes across your way, you stomp on it swiftly and decisively. You are bothered easily by failure in others and failure in yourself. You don't like people that you don't think are intelligent. Rather than arguing with them, however, you would just as soon ignore them altogether. In relationships, you have a strong heart. And because you're introverted, people take you as someone they can trust. But the fact is that in addition to solving problems, you like to create them. You're a good person at heart, but then again, who isn't? Compared to 14,997,896 other test takers... 98% are more Submissive than you. 1% are more Dominant than you. 2% are just as Dominant as you. 3% are more Introverted than you. 92% are more Extroverted than you. 5% are just as Introverted as you. 1% are more Abstract than you. 95% are more Concrete than you. 4% are just as Abstract as you. 14% are more Thinking than you. 80% are more Feeling than you. 6% are just as Thinking as you. Current Music: Stevie Wonder, "Boogie On Reggae Woman" | | 9:19 pm |
absence I went for a run at lunch today, listening to my iPod. Towards the end of my run, the song "Before the Day," by the Bats came on. For some reason, this song always makes me think of my departed friends, izmar and J--, I suppose because it's such a modest, beautiful, intelligent song, it just reminds me of how humble, yet still scintillatingly brilliant they both were. Ever since I lost them, I've noticed that I'm affected far more easily by things--even schlocky movie trailers can have me on the verge of tears. And the thought crossed my mind--I can understand why people get faces of departed friends tattooed onto their bodies. That way, you always carry them with you, in some very tangible way. | | Friday, March 9th, 2007 | | 10:37 am |
Novartis case I haven't been following it all that closely, but apparently there's a lot riding on a patent case brought by Novartis in India. The availability of many life-saving medications for people in developing countries is at stake. ------------- 9 Mar, 2007 Times of India, Editorial LEADER ARTICLE: Dead Man Walking "Generic drugs only hope for many AIDS, Cancer Patients" Richard Rockefeller (available at http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/OPINION/Editorial/LEADER_ARTICLE_Dead_Man_Walking/articleshow/1738298.cms) Chances are you have never heard of the drug, imatinib mesylate, let alone Section 3 (d) of India's Patent Amendment Act of 2005. But a court case in India this month involving both could determine whether people throughout the world have access to life-saving medicines for diseases like HIV/AIDS for decades to come. I am intimately familiar with the drug, marketed by the Swiss-based multinational Novartis as Gleevec, because my life depends on it. In October 2000 doctors diagnosed me with chronic myelogenous leukaemia (CML), a rare and deadly form of cancer. Six months later, the Federal Drug Administration approved Gleevec. Years of taxpayer and privately funded research went into the drug's development, and it has all but eliminated my cancer. Novartis has filed suit against India's government because an Indian court rejected its patent application for a new form of the original compound. The company is challenging both the patent office decision and a key public health safeguard within India's Patents Act that aims to reserve patents for real innovations only. If Novartis succeeds, a surge of additional patents is likely, resulting in further restrictions on the production of generic drugs in India and inordinately high prices for newer medicines. India's generic medicine industry is often called "the pharmacy to the developing world" because it produces quality drugs at dramatically more affordable prices. Generic competition is what brought prices down for antiretroviral (ARV) medicines for people living with HIV/AIDS from a staggering $10,000 to $136 a year. Most AIDS treatment programmes throughout the world rely on generic ARVs made in India, including more than 80 per cent of the 80,000 patients treated by Doctors Without Borders in more than 30 countries. And 70 per cent of the ARVs purchased by UNICEF, the International Dispensary Association, the UN Global Fund, and the Clinton Foundation to treat patients in 87 developing countries come from generic Indian sources as well. In Malawi, the importance of generic ARVs was brought home to me a few years after i was diagnosed with leukaemia. I saw first-hand how hope had replaced despair for thousands of people throughout the impoverished country when, just a short time earlier, AIDS devastated whole communities. Like me, without treatment, many of the people i met most likely would have been dead. And without a generic source of ARVs, only dozens would have been treated, not thousands. Even as millions around the world still have no access to treatment, these fortunate few are put at risk by Novartis's legal attack in India. A constant flow of affordable newer medicines will be particularly important for AIDS treatment, as patients inevitably become resistant to first-line therapies and need newer drug combinations. This lawsuit threatens the supply of these medicines because of the precedent it could set for future patenting decisions. Novartis says that concern with its lawsuit is misplaced because the company gives Gleevec for free to patients in India. Of course, those receiving it do not represent the total number of leukaemia sufferers, and in any event, a drug delivery system based solely on donations is vulnerable to shifting political winds and the drugs can be withdrawn for any reason. The company also claims on their website that their court case is actually about increasing access to medicines because strict intellectual property (IP) protection lays "the foundation for the massive investments made by the pharmaceutical industry in R&D that are vital to medical progress". While this may sound good in a press release, it is just not true for most people in the world. A growing body of evidence - most recently the WHO's Commission on Innovation, Intellectual Property and Public Health - indicates that increased patent protection has done little or nothing to increase innovation in treatments for the afflictions of the developing world. Of the 1,556 new chemical entities marketed worldwide between 1975 and 2004, only 20 were for diseases that affect 90 per cent of the world's population. To many people, Novartis' lawsuit is a case of deja vu. Novartis was one of 39 drug companies that sued South Africa in 1997 to block legislation aimed at improving that country's access to essential medicines. At the time, the companies trotted out the same arguments, predicting the sky would fall - on them and us - if South Africa were allowed to shop around for the lowest-priced medicines. Since that unsuccessful court case, though, Novartis has posted billions of dollars in profits, including $6.1 billion in 2005 alone. I am grateful everyday that a treatment was found to prolong my life. But one can't be as cheerful about this as one would like, knowing that AIDS kills more people each year - nearly three million - than the number of people in my home state of Maine. Or when one thinks of the people in Malawi and around the world who would be most affected if Novartis gets its way today in India. Quite simply, the company should drop its case. The writer is chairman of Doctors Without Borders. | | Tuesday, March 6th, 2007 | | 9:16 am |
lucky I've only been at my new job for 2 months, and I'm already moving into a corner office, with a view of the capitol building. It might be even nicer than my old office in DC, which had a view of Massachusetts Avenue and Union Station. I used to enjoy watching the gulls hover on the wind currents whooshing down Mass Ave. Current Mood: chipperCurrent Music: Kid Silver, "Dead City Sunbeams" | | Saturday, March 3rd, 2007 | | 1:01 pm |
Home Shopping We're going home shopping in Madison today. I feel like such an adult. | | 12:59 pm |
Rollerskate Skinny I've really been digging Rollerskate Skinny's "Horsedrawn Wishes" -- a combination of My Bloody Valentine and Pet Sounds era Beach Boys. | | Friday, March 2nd, 2007 | | 8:36 am |
dialogue Why do bad things happen to good people?
The Theist: The ways of God are beyond human comprehension. It is not our place to question providence, but to submit to God's will, and recognize that this life is nothing more than the blink of an eye when compared with enternity. We trust that, however flawed events may appear when viewed in isolation, they are part of a larger, ineffable grace.
The Humanist: We do good things not out of hope for some other reward, but because of their intrinsic worth. So far as bad events may befall us or others who do not appear deserving, all we can do is recognize that fortune is often capricious, and hope that, when we need it, others will help us, just as we helped them. We should not be too proud to accept help when offered, nor too parsimonious to provide it to others when needed. | | 12:33 am |
perspective "What can the farthest-reaching mind say of this? Nothing; the book of fate is closed to our view. Man, a stranger to himself, is unknown to man. What am I? Where am I? Where shall I go? From where did I come? Atoms tormented on this heap of mud, which death engulfs, and with which fate plays; yet thinking atoms, atoms whose eyes, guided by thought, have measured the skies. We throw our minds across the infinite, yet cannot for one moment see and know ourselves."
-- Voltaire
Current Music: Sun Ra, "Lanquidity" | | Wednesday, February 28th, 2007 | | 4:45 pm |
excellence in snide reporting I had no idea:
1) Jamaraquai was still around;
2) That they were anything other than a one-hit wonder (Jay Kay somehow has 6 platinum selling albums and 40 million pounds in the bank); or
3) that anyone would care.
But the last line of the Guardian article makes it all worthwhile:
"I might be back if I get my inspiration again, but who knows," he told the Mirror's 3am column. "I'm bored. I don't want to go back on the road. We all need a rest to be honest. I don't need the money or a deal." Whether his desire to make more ersatz funk has also diminished was left unclear. | | Sunday, February 25th, 2007 | | 12:50 am |
Jean Meslier Speaking of blowing it all up, I was just reading about an 18th Century French priest names Jean Meslier. He served his tiny parish with quiety humility for 40 years, every year donating all of the residual income left from his abtemious lifestyle to charity. After he passed away, he left three copies of his "testament," to his congregation. The testament was a stunning denunciation of not only Catholicism, but Christianity and even all organized religion. He apologized for serving as a priest, and could only explain that he was forced into it by his parents.
It's hard to imagine what it could have been like for Meslier, serving an institution he abhorred for so long, spreading myths that he knew to be false, and being able to confide in no one other than his folio sheets. Was he filled with self-loathing? Or had he reconciled himself to being an insignificant figure in a immense absurdity?
Despite attempts at supression, his testament reached Voltaire and many of the other philosophes, influencing and buttressing their attacks on the Catholic church.
Current Mood: perplexed | | Thursday, February 22nd, 2007 | | 9:44 am |
Blur, "Tracy Jacks" I was walking to work on icy Madison sidewalks the other morning, listening to Blur's album Parklife. For the first time, I really paid close attention to Albarn' lyrics for "Tracy Jacks," which I always assumed was a bouncy tune about a kind of lager-swilling lout. In fact, it's a lot darker and more exisistential: Tracy is a civil servant that likes golf and leads a pretty banal life, until he just completely loses it. He skips work one day, takes the train to the coast, takes off his clothes and beings prancing around naked. The authoritis bundle him up, and take him home. But then he snaps again, this time bulldozing his own house.
The theme about blowing it all up and starting fresh with a new identity is very similar to Tom Wait's "Frank's Wild Years," (the song, not the album), but it's far more jarring, because the bouncy happy music is at such odds with the bleak, depressing lyrics. |
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