Dec 132005
 

Yesterday’s NY Times had a story examining how comedy explores issues of disability. The article looks at the upcoming movie The Ringer, which features several actors with intellectual disabilities. The film is produced by the Farrelly brothers, who have cast people with disabilities in several of their films. Many in the disability community are concerned that this movie will portray people with disabilities in a negative light; that audiences will laugh at them instead of with them.
I’m not so sure. I haven’t seen many of the Farrelly brothers’ works, but I think the creators of South Park have a similar take on disability. I’ve always admired how the show treats its characters with disabilities. I understand the desire to protect people who seem vulnerable from the unthinking cruelty of the ignorant. I experienced a little of that cruelty when I was a kid. But life is full of comic moments and life with a disability is no different. I get all kinds of amusement from the peculiarities of my existence and I’d feel a little lonely if nobody laughed along with me. But most people are conditioned to view disability as an utter tragedy, devoid of humor or absurdity. I think that’s why my first instinct, when meeting someone new, is to make a remark that will provoke laughter or at least a smile. Because once you can make someone laugh with you, everything else becomes so much easier.

Dec 122005
 

I saw the Chronicles of Narnia movie last night and left the theater without experiencing a religious conversion. The movie itself was entertaining, but it didn’t evoke the same kind of substantive sense of dread and foreboding that I experienced in all three of the Lord of the Rings movies. Peter Jackson’s Middle Earth felt like a fully realized world, while the Narnia presented here seems somewhat two-dimensional. But that might be more a flaw with the source material. This film was aimed at a decidedly younger crowd, with cute kids in the starring roles and an abundance of talking animals. As for the Christian imagery, it’s certainly there, but it’s not emphasized any more than it is in the book. I doubt that it will turn off secular audiences. The movie’s impressive first-weekend box office receipts won’t do anything to discourage Hollywood from greenlighting more fantasy-themed projects.
A few years ago, science fiction author David Brin wrote a column in Salon criticizing Lord of the Rings (and most of the fantasy literature it spawned) for promoting an antiquated and anti-democratic worldview. He reflected on the reasons these kinds of stories may be enjoying such a surge in popular appeal:
Wouldn’t life seem richer, finer if we still had kings? If the guardians of wisdom kept their wonders locked up in high wizard towers, instead of rushing onto PBS the way our unseemly “scientists” do today? Weren’t miracles more exciting when they were doled out by a precious few, instead of being commercialized, bottled and marketed to the masses for $1.95?
These movies tend to express an affection for a kind of benevolent feudalism that seems to sit quite well with a lot of people. Brin’s analysis makes me wonder if we are an instinctually reactionary people, constantly looking over our shoulders at a gauzy past while the future rushes towards us like a bullet train.

Dec 112005
 

I’ve mentioned previously that I have a thing for end-of-the-year lists. So I thought I’d post my own, since all the other cool kids are doing it. Here’s the 19th Floor Entirely Subjective List of The Year’s Best for 2005.
Best Song for Sunny Warm Days–Middle of Nowhere by Hot Hot Heat. For a song with such bleak lyrics, it has a hook so infectious that it should be plastered with QUARANTINE stickers.
Best Song for Solitary Evenings–So Here We Are by Bloc Party. This song makes me feel both incredibly alone and incredibly hopeful.
Best Book I Read–Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell. Yes, I know this book was published in 2004, but let’s leave that aside. This is a book about Big Ideas; about our capacity for cruelty and thirst for power; about what it means to be civilized. But it’s a theme that’s revealed gradually, in stories that span time, settling, and genre. But when you finally see the whole picture, it’s nothing less than stunning.
Best Film I Saw–A History of Violence. Cronenberg’s unflinching examination of the nature and legacy of violent behavior includes a brief but memorable appearance by William Hurt as a total badass. And I can’t stop thinking about Maria Bello in that cheerleader outfit.
Best TV Show–Lost. The addition of new cast members was a brilliant move. And the flashbacks constantly add more depth to the characters. I just worry that the writers won’t be able to sustain the story for much longer without getting tediously cryptic a la The X-Files.
Best Blog–Metafilter. I can always rely on this site for at least one interesting morsel of information on any given day.
Best Day–The day I sat on the Trocadero in Paris and gazed at the Eiffel Tower for about twenty minutes.
Best Friend–Why, you, of course.

Dec 102005
 

I’ve quickly come to the conclusion that I’m a writer, not a web designer. My first few attempts to redesign the site resulted in little more than some muttered expletives. So here’s what I’m going to do. I want a professional-looking design, so I might as well pay a professional to do it.
I’m looking to hire someone who has experience with both web and graphic design to do a complete overhaul of The 19th Floor. Knowledge of CSS is a must and I’d really love to find someone who has a strong arts background. I want a customized banner image, a revamped color scheme, and a three-column layout. I’m willing to pay either a flat fee or a reasonable hourly rate for assistance on what should be at most a ten-hour project (I’m thinking somewhere between $100-$200). If you have examples of other projects that you can show me, that’d be great. This could be a good gig for a freelancer looking to make a little extra cash for the holidays or for a student looking to build a portfolio.
Interested candidates can e-mail me at mcsiegel19@gmail.com. I may also post something on Craigslist.

Dec 092005
 

One of the loveliest and most charming restaurants in Minneapolis is the Loring Pasta Bar in Dinkytown. I don’t eat much when I go out, but I love sitting in the Loring’s dining room, which is wreathed with twinkling white lights and plants that seem to be climbing the high walls. It’s kind of like walking into a nighttime forest. I hung out there with a friend tonight and went there for my date last week. Both times, I was complimented on my choice of location. It’s near the University, so it can’t afford to assume to become overly pretentious. And the food is great without being too expensive. I’m a sucker for ambiance. I think the Loring is now my default choice for first dates and intimate conversations with friends.

Dec 082005
 

On yesterday’s Morning Edition, Ben Mattlin, a commentator with a physical disability, discusses the unexpected death of a friend who was a quadriplegic as the result of an accident. At his friend’s funeral, the pastor and several family members made varying remarks on the same theme: he was free of his unresponsive body, he was now walking around in heaven, and so forth. I’ve watched a few families deal with the death of a loved one with a disability and this seems like a typical attitude. The mourning family has an entirely human need to believe that their loved one is now “whole” again and living in a better place. This kind of thinking is, I suppose, mostly harmless, but it does make one wonder whether the family ever completely accepted that person, disability and all. It makes one wonder if the disability was more an issue for the family rather than for the person being mourned.
I’m fairly certain my immediate family and close friends wouldn’t express such sentiments upon my demise. Like anyone else, I’d hope they’d miss me and think of me fondly from time to time, but I’d be horrified if anyone looked back on my life and saw anything less than a rich and full existence.

Dec 072005
 

I feel a 19th Floor redesign coming on. I’ve been wanting to experiment with a three-column design that might give the site a more streamlined appearance. I also want to try adding a background image to the title bar. I don’t pretend to have much in the way of stylesheet kung foo, but there are tools like the Movable Type Style Generator that can make me seem, at the very least, competent. My plan is to tackle this project in the next week to ten days, so let me know if you have any ideas on layout or color scheme.

Dec 062005
 

I had a date last week with someone I met on-line. Those of you have followed my blog for some time know of my ambivalence regarding on-line dating and this latest experience reinforced those feelings. She was a perfectly nice person, but we didn’t seem to click when it came time to sit at a table with each other. The lack of context that you have going into these dates is one of the things that frustrates me about the whole on-line scene. All either of us has to go on are a few e-mail messages that occur in a sort of digital vacuum that is devoid of mannerisms, body language, all of our subconscious ways of describing ourselves to the people around us. Of course, that’s probably also the biggest advantage of on-line dating. Another person’s impression of me might be dramatically different if they meet me first through e-mail rather than in person. And I’m not just referring to my disability, although that’s definitely part of my personal context that doesn’t really come across on-line. Whether or not that part of me is significant when another person is forming an opinion of me, I’m still not sure.
But I do know that if I ever get a new iPod, I’m totally loading it up with Knight Rider episodes! Now if only iTunes would start distributing reruns of Manimal, all would be right with the universe.

Dec 052005
 

When I renewed my MPR membership, I received a subscription to The Economist as my thank-you gift. I have a sinking feeling that I’m going to have to devote entire Sundays to keeping up with my magazines. But at least I can speak knowledgeably on voters’ recent rejection of Kenya’s draft constitution. You never know when that sort of thing might come in handy at a dinner party. Of course, there’s always the risk that I might come across as an insufferable bore.
Thanks to everyone who has identified themselves on my Frappr map. I find it fascinating to see all of the places my readers call home. If you haven’t done so yet, I hope you’ll consider adding yourself.