Oct 202008
 

Some political observers, mostly conservatives, are beginning to fret about the possibility of a Democratic president and a Democratic Congress joining forces in January and forcing every American to listen to NPR and buy organic. I can sympathize with that concern, at least to an extent. The Republican hegemony of 2005-2007 was a disaster and I’m old enough to remember the backlash against Clinton and the Democrats in 1993-94. It’s entirely possible that an Obama administration, with the assist of a friendly Congress, could become giddy with power and implement some truly ill-conceived policies.

But I’m willing to accept that risk. The next administration will need to take swift action on a variety of fronts, but particularly in regards to the economy and health care. Republicans show little interest in providing serious cooperation on either of these issues. The ship of state turns slowly enough as it is and I don’t feel particularly accommodating towards the other side at the moment. But assuming Obama is elected, we Democrats shouldn’t hesitate to give his administration a reality check when appropriate. If Republicans had done more of that, they might have avoided implosion.

Oct 192008
 

Richard Garriott, a video game designer, hitched a ride to the International Space Station with the Russians earlier this week. He brought with him a hard drive containing the digitized DNA sequences of both celebrities (including Stephen Colbert and a Playboy model) and ordinary schmucks. The idea is that, in the event of some planetary calamity that wipes out the human race, a “backup copy” of human genetic information will be kept safe in orbit.

Of course, nobody asked me for any of my DNA. Which is too bad, because I’m having a lot of fun imagining aliens trying to recreate me from scratch:

NARG: Hey, Zerl, c’mere and look at this.

ZERL: What is it?

NARG: Come here and look at the specimen in Vat 42. Does that look right to you?

ZERL: Hmm, it is scrawnier than the others. Are you sure you didn’t get the sequence wrong?

NARG: No, I checked that. It’s the exact same sequence that we found in that primitive archive.

ZERL: Strange. Well, let it mature and then stick it in the cage with that oddly proportioned female. It might cheer her up.

NARG: Can’t we just eat its brains? I mean, look at that ginormous head.

ZERL: A tempting thought. Perhaps later, after the female grows tired of it.

Oct 182008
 

Director Ridley Scott has plans to turn the classic science fiction novel The Forever War into a film. I first encountered this book during a college course on literature inspired by the Vietnam War and it blew me away. It tells the story of William Mandella, a soldier swept up in a long and brutal war between humans and a race of hostile aliens. Mandella is part of an elite combat unit that is dispatched to battles in faraway corners of the galaxy and, because of the time-dilating effects of space travel, he returns home each time to a human civilization that seems increasingly alien to him. The only familiar fixtures in his life are his combat unit and the war itself.

Hollywood has a depressing track record of stripping great genre books of all their nuance and complexity, which results in bloodless film adaptations that leave only the haziest impression on audiences. To prove my point, how many of you can remember even a fragment of a scene from I, Robot? Neither can I. But Scott is a good choice for this project, assuming he can persuade the studio to keep the suits at bay.

Oct 172008
 

Below is a clip from a ballet performance entitled Hand in Hand, in which both of the dancers are amputees. It’s a lovely bit of culture with which to kick off the weekend:

Much of my weekend will be spent reading through a thick stack of proposals. There are almost forty of them, so I can’t give in to my usual procrastinating impulses and put it off until Sunday evening.

Oct 162008
 

Oh, this is getting to be too much. Some misguided slacker had Stephen Hawking’s portrait tatooed on his right leg. Underneath the portrait is a quote from a Monty Python movie: “He’s not the messiah, he’s a very naughty boy.”

I’m willing to wager that my own naughtiness far exceeds Hawking’s, but that’s beside the point. Clearly, the only way I can counter the Hawking media juggernaut is to do something noteworthy enough to steal his spotlight, like write a bestselling novel or take over a small Latin American country. And given the glacial pace of my writing, the second option is more likely.

Oct 152008
 

In honor of Blog Action Day, I thought I’d do a short post on poverty and disability from a global perspective. The World Bank cites the following statistics on the subject:

  • In Uganda, households headed by a person with a disability are 38 percent more likely to be poor. 
  • In Serbia, the poverty rate of disabled people is 70 percent.
  • In Honduras, people with disabilities have an illiteracy rate of 51 percent compared to 19 percent for the general population. 
  • In the United States, there is almost a 70 percent rate of unemployment among disabled people.
  • And in some parts of the world, as many as 80 percent of disabled children die before the age of 5, even in areas where the overall child mortality rate has been brought down to under 20 percent.

Poverty and disability are constant companions, both in the developed and developing worlds. Policymakers are beginning to understand that disability need not be an automatic sentence to lifelong poverty. Smart investments in education, health care, and infrastructure can go a long way towards bringing people with disabilities into the economic mainstream. Unfortunately, old attitudes and prejudices persist. One of the greatest challenges of disability advocates in coming decades will be to convince their leaders to raise their expectations for people with disabilities as students, workers, and citizens.

Oct 142008
 

The military is working on “synthetic telepathy“, a means of composing, sending, and receiving text and voice messages using thought alone. Now, I’m all for progress, but I have moments when I think this method of communication might not be the best solution for me. There’s a lot going on inside this head of mine and a stray private thought could make its way into an otherwise innocuous message, leading to all sorts of embarrassment. One positive aspect of being a really slow typist is that it allows me to filter out all the things I want to say, but probably shouldn’t. Thought-powered communication would remove that filter.

I just hope they never figure out a way to add images to those messages.

Oct 132008
 

There’s some good music to be found on the intertubes lately. For example:

“Paper Planes” by I’m from Barcelona–IfB is a Swedish musical collective with a big, sweeping sound. Think Polyphonic Spree, only not as saccharine. This is probably one of those songs that you either adore or detest. But it makes me smile every time I hear it.

“Acid Tongue” by Jenny Lewis–The lead singer of Rilo Kiley has always had some country in her. But there isn’t a hint of twang to be found in this spare, aching arrangement. I’m thinking that Jenny Lewis and Neko Case should start touring together.

“Paris” by Friendly Fires–Nobody will remember this song in five years, but it’s a fun mix of rock and electronica with a soaring, shiny chorus. It opens with the line “One day we’re gonna live in Paris, I promise” and it doesn’t get any less earnest from there, but somehow it works.

Oct 122008
 

I came across my high school senior picture today. My nurse looked at it and, not knowing when the picture was taken, said something like, “Is this you in the eighth grade? You looked good back then.”

Needless to say, I’ve spent the rest of the day sitting in front of my computer, privately moping. But I am going to hunt around on eBay for circa-1990 eyeglass frames that cover half my face. Maybe that’s the accessory that will get girls to like me; the missing element that will transform me from borderline “meh” to slightly-less-borderline “meh”. I can’t say that the big glasses did anything for me back in high school, but now the whole retro look is back in fashion. I might even still have that denim shirt in the back of my closet.

Oct 112008
 

A little bit of Minnesota Nice rubbed off on John McCain yesterday. The video below is from a McCain rally in Lakeville where the Arizona senator admonished a supporter who described Obama as an “Arab”.

McCain may finally be realizing that his campaign rallies are acquiring a distinct torches-and-pitchforks tone. Or he may just be responding to pressure from GOP party bosses who may be nervous about independent voters’ reactions to TV clips of McCain supporters shouting “Kill him!” and “Terrorist!”.

William F. Buckley, an unapologetic conservative elite, once said, “You know, I’ve spent my entire life time separating the Right from the kooks.” Watch the video below from another McCain rally in Ohio and ask yourself which kind of crowd McCain and Palin are attracting.