Jul 012009
 

In the fullness of time, you can get used to anything. And you don’t realize it until it’s brought to your attention. Last week, I tried out a new ventilator that is both smaller and lighter than the decades-old model I’ve been using and that hasn’t changed much since Reagan was president. The new vent felt…different. It’s hard to explain. The airflow created by the new vent is subtly different from the old vent, but it was enough to make my body say, “Hey, hey, what the hell is this? This won’t do at all.”

A little tweaking of the new vent’s settings helped me feel a little more comfortable and I’m sure that I would eventually adapt. I have fuzzy memories of how strange breathing felt when I first started using this vent, but I adapted without much trouble. I’m like the guy who’s been driving the same Ford Escort for the last 23 years and is now test-driving a Prius. From every technological aspect, the Prius is far superior, but it doesn’t have the familiar hum and rattle of the Escort.

I’ll probably give the new vent another try after the manufacturer modifies a few things; it would be nice to do away with much of the bulk that sits on the back of my wheelchair. And I don’t want to be one of these middle-aged cripples who resists change out of habit and caution. My current vent has served me well, but it’s only a machine.

Jun 302009
 

Congratulations to my neighbor, Al Franken, on finally emerging as the official victor of the 2008 Minnesota Senate race. Today’s Supreme Court ruling brings an end to a political race that stretches back through the mists of time into early 2007. As a friend pointed out, I am now represented by a Jew, a woman, and a black Muslim. Minnesota: it’s like a bigger version of Berkeley but without the legalized pot.

Jun 292009
 

Here’s why the Japanese are still on track to rule the world. While GM and Chrysler are subsisting on government cheese and figuring out how to make cars that don’t burn through a quarter tank of gas on a trip to the grocery store, Toyota is developing thought-controlled wheelchairs. Toyota’s brain control interface appears to be one of the most advanced yet, capable of analyzing and interpreting brain waves in less than a second. The user still has to wear the obligatory goofy-looking skullcap that seems to come standard with any sort of thought-controlled device, but it’s still cooler than anything that has come out of Detroit in the last couple decades. Companies like Toyota and Honda understand that all those billions of dollars in R&D can be invested in products other than yet another sports sedan–products that might also have higher profit margins. Meanwhile, GM is still struggling to bring a working electric car to market. Yawn.

I patiently await delivery of Toyota’s next generation of transportation devices for people with disabilities: giant thought-controlled robots built to look like samurai warriors.

Jun 282009
 

I’ve been watching the latest season of Weeds on DVD and thinking about dark comedy has matured into its own distinct television genre. It used to be that half-hour comedies had to revolve around zany family dynamics or workplace shenanigans. That changed somewhat with Seinfeld and the the like, but comedies were still breezy affairs that didn’t take many risks. It’s only because of the growing ambition of premium channels like HBO and Showtime that writers have been able to explore the funny that lurks in the shadows. And Weeds is so funny. It amplifies every stereotype about disconnected, materialistic suburban life, but not so much so that it seems absurd. In just the last few episodes of this ongoing story of a pot-dealing single mom in SoCal, it’s touched on euthanasia, mourning rituals, absent parents, political corruption, and the perils of the cross-border drug trade (natch). Bleak stuff, but the writers are experts at mining humor from the bleak. The show’s spirit is captured in this piece of dialog where slacker uncle Andy is explaining the meaning of life to his teenage nephew Silas:

Silas, look. Life is just blah blah blah. You hope for blah and sometimes you find it. But mostly it’s blah. And waiting for blah. And hoping you were right about the blahs you made. And then just when you think you’ve got the whole blah-damn thing figured out, and surrounded by the ones you blah, death shows up. And blah. Blah. Blah.

You won’t find that sentiment in an episode of Cheers.

Jun 272009
 

I can count on a couple fingers the number of times I’ve been crossed the threshold of an Abecrombie & Fitch store. I’ll happily shell out $70 for a pair of pants, but I prefer to do it in a place that doesn’t assault my ears with horrible Europop and the clothes don’t make me look like a douchebag-in-training. I don’t need another reason to avoid shopping there, but A&F’s corporate masters gave me one anyway. A sales clerk at the London store was banned from the sales floor and forced to work in the stockroom because her prosthetic arm didn’t comply with the company’s “Look Policy”. The clerk, also a law student, is now suing the company for discrimination. My guess is that the case will settle quickly and a few middle managers will get sent to diversity training.

Stores have the right to enforce a dress code, but A&F’s actions in this case border on the absurd. Are A&F customers so phobic of physical imperfections that they would be driven away by an attractive clerk with a prosthetic arm? If that is the case, perhaps the company should change its logo to something more fitting, like a swastika.

Jun 262009
 

Well, I finally succumbed to the hype. I ordered an iPhone 3G S a couple days ago to replace my current landline and cell phone. Expect to see a rise in the number of blurry pictures posted to this blog along with the occasional video. I’ve already informed my nurses that taking tweet dictation will soon be added to their list of duties. The phone should arrive just in time for my mini-staycation, giving me ample time to tinker with it and pick out just the right ringtone and wallpaper.

And the descent into insufferable hipster-dom continues.

Jun 252009
 

I don’t have much to add regarding the news of Michael Jackson’s death. I stopped listening to him when I was 16 or 17, but his songs dominated the charts when I first started paying attention to pop music as a kid. I remember lying in a hospital room in 1984 and listening to Thriller. I remember grade school classmates reciting the lyrics to “P.Y.T.”

This is shaping up to be a really weird week in current events.

Jun 242009
 

The fact that Governor Mark Sanford had an affair doesn’t particularly interest me. How he conducts his romantic life has little bearing on how he chooses to govern his state. His record as governor provides ample fodder for criticism, enough to land him on Time‘s “Worst Governors” list a few years ago. But he also presumed to use the bully pulpit of his office to make moral judgments on others. When he served in Congress, he was a vociferous critic of Clinton’s marital infidelity and, more recently, an outspoken opponent of same-sex marriage.

It takes a special kind of douchebaggery to build a political career on one’s staunch defense of “traditional values”, but then make a complete break with those values in one’s private life. It’s not surprising, it’s not interesting, but it’s douchebaggery nonetheless and it seems endemic among conservatives. You would think Republicans would have a clue by now. You would think it might begin to dawn on them that they should stick to their low-taxes, limited-government schtick and tone down the self-righteous scolding. But they aren’t big on self-awareness, which guarantees a steady parade of middle-aged white men coming before the cameras to lay their hypocrisy bare.

Jun 232009
 

The Supreme Court issued a big decision yesterday that has special education advocates cheering and school districts breaking out in cold sweats. The court ruled that school districts may be required to pay private-school tuition for some students with disabilities, even if they never received special education services in a public school previously. Some kids are undoubtedly better off in private settings, particularly when the school district lacks the expertise or resources to serve a particular student’s needs. But private-school tuition is expensive and public school districts aren’t getting any richer. I’m not sure that this will lead to substantially higher numbers of kids being placed in private schools, but parents may now feel more empowered to demand that public school officials do more to assure that their children are being provided a free and appropriate public education. Not necessarily a bad result.

Jun 222009
 

All the other geeks are linking to the clip below of geek idol John Hodgman praising Obama as our first “Nerd in Chief” in an address to Radio and Television Correspondents Dinner, so I might as well do the same. This whole meme of our president symbolizing the rise of the geeks seems to be catching on. Extra geek points to Hodgman for showing off his detailed knowledge of Dune esoterica. I really do need to read that book. I was waiting for him to close with some catchy Klingon phrase, but that might have pushed the audience from amusement into befuddlement.