Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Important people

Here is a very impressive video. Been a long long time since something moved me to tears. I am a bit embarrassed to admit that the tears were not for the poignancy of the message, or its hopelessness, which my cynical self still feels. But instead, it is for the poise and grace of twelve year old girls. For the beauty of a simple speech well-delivered.

She may or may not be accurate in her message. She may or may not have actually written the speech. But one thing cannot be denied: when someone knows a message, internalizes it, and delivers it with conviction and clarity, little can stand in the way of its effectiveness. Not the age or relative naivete of the speaker, not the language or vocabulary of the speech, not even a sophisticated, distracted, culturally and physically distant audience. When important people invest themselves in clear ideas people will listen.

This girl is important.

And I know people like her. Recently I have been reading and talking to folks who don't share my experience with and opinion of this generation of young people. I know this girl, or I should say I know people like this girl. Not very many. Maybe one or two. But I'm damn lucky to know them! I feel a little sorry for people who haven't had the opportunities that I have to come to know young people of this caliber. And I sure find it hard to convince them that these people exist, and that they are important. But it seems like its part of my job. It seems like because I have the privilege to know people like this, I must make it apparent to skeptics that the world will be in good hands.

This girl for president. Or something.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Dowd on Safire

I just had to share this lovely column. I would much prefer sharing a subway seat with the late Mr. Safire to having dinner at Ms. Dowd's house. That said, I find her brief tribute to her fellow resident of murderer's row quite touching. I tip my hat to her...

Sunday, September 27, 2009

The passing of William Safire

Today, at the age of 79, William Safire died of pancreatic cancer.

As I broke out of high school, there was little I knew for sure. But I quickly learned one thing: reading Bill Safire would always yield benefits. From that point forward, until the last few years, I often went out of my way to read his column in the NYTimes Magazine called "On Language", to read his column on the editorial page of the paper, and, during the Russert era, to view his regular appearances on "Meet The Press".

As I read the news today about the passing of this master of English language usage, I had a rude awakening. "Why haven't I been reading him for the past four or five years? He has been writing. He has been published regularly. His importance in the field of American letters hasn't diminished." There are lots of explanations for this disconnect, none of which makes losing him any easier. If you get time, read some of his old columns, reflect on the beauty of our language, and come to know the study of linguistics alongside one of politics and journalism's leading men.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Keeping the president from speaking to schoolchildren?

The email brought me news from my principal the other day that the entire school district I work for will not be airing the president's message to school children live on the day it is broadcast. There was some concern about how closely scheduled the school day is and how difficult it might be to fit the president's message into this tight schedule. Some have maintained that the decision came in response to calls of concern from parents who objected to the prospect of their child viewing the speech in school.

If this is so, I do not know why the concerns of a vocal minority so often influence policy to the extent that they do. I have many concerns that we are not dealing with these parents, critics to be sure, in the most effective manner. I am not sure why calls of concern cannot be handled responsibly, diplomatically, and effectively, without falling back to a position of "Let's not do anything that upsets these folks." It seems that all too often, administrators, faced with upset parents, capitulate. Instead school administrators might want to consider acting as real leaders in their community. Taking stands that might upset some folks because they believe in the position in principle. This is not always easy to do, but in a district like mine, the public expects leadership out of its schools. On this one issue, I do not think they are getting it.

Update: here is the text of the speech
UpdateII: (9/8/9 am) Now my district is showing the speech across the curriculum to all students, at least in the building I teach in.

"Meet the Press" spent a bit of time on the issue. The consensus of the round table members pretty accurately reflects where I stand on the issue. Thom Friedman was most blunt and emphatic. The first 4:20 or so of this clip stays on the topic.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Money lenders in the temple

I was teaching today. I hadn’t done this for a number of months. It is what I love. Late last night when I couldn’t sleep I was writing in my room. I was listening to Conor Oberst. One of his songs still echoes in my head . Those two developments came together today in an interesting manner. And they made me think of Emily Dickinson’s “A Light Exists in Spring” as well as Matthew’s gospel, the ultimate source material for the reference.

I taught for the first four hours of the day. This left me utterly tapped. My room, chock full of students every single hour, pulsed with the tension of kids trying to be good on the first day. The first day sucks because I inevitably talk for the whole hour. And while I try and communicate the seriousness and levity of my class, my mind is racing. Where am I going to get the seats for the students standing against the wall? How am I going to be able to rework this class to accommodate so many students? How can I make my class better this year? How do I set just the right tone for the school year? The second two questions are normal for me. No matter how much time I spend on these topics during the summer, they always haunt my first few days. But those first two questions are particularly troublesome this year. The district, responding the pressures from the dysfunctional funding formula set in place sixteen years ago by Wisconsin Republicans, has ramped up class sizes in all my classes (and those of most of my colleagues). So here I am beating back these thoughts while I rattle on and on. I am grateful to my principal when he walks into my room, sees the seating situation and hustles some folding chairs into the room. Everything is moving forward. But something is wrong. I feel dirty.

There are money lenders inside the temple. We are moving forward with the agenda that the money lenders have put in place. For Matthew in the gospel, the money lenders were usurers profaning the temples of Jerusalem by plying their trade and getting between God and his people. For me, those whose agenda we’re buckling to by cutting and cutting public education funding are the money lenders. The school is our temple. Learning is going to happen in here-the temple. You can’t stop it. But the moneylenders have poisoned the sanctity of what goes on in here. We need someone to come in here and overturn some tables. Or we need to remember Emily Dickinson when she wrote her poem, “A Light Exists in Spring.”

A light exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period.
When March is scarcely here

A color stands abroad
On solitary hills
That science cannot overtake,
But human nature feels.

It waits upon the lawn;
It shows the furthest tree
Upon the furthest slope we know;
It almost speaks to me.

Then, as horizons step,
Or noons report away,
Without the formula of sound,
It passes, and we stay:

A quality of loss
Affecting our content,
As trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a sacrament.

Those last two lines often remind me that we should feel a loss when we allow trade to encroach upon a sacrament. Shouldn’t we? Dickinson did as she watched the quality of light pass. The quality that exists when March is scarcely here. I do as I change my Creative Writing class to respond to that encroachment. I am allowing the encroachment to happen. I feel the loss.

Monday, August 17, 2009

BBC's booklist

Here's an interesting list. How many have you read? Thanks to Ingrid Pierson for the link to the list (via Facebook). My wife and I each worked through the list. That she's read three more than me only surprises me because its not a greater differential.

1 Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen XO
2 The Lord of the Rings – J.R.R. Tolkien XO
3 Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte XO
4 Harry Potter series – J.K. Rowling O
5 To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee XO
6 The Bible XO (not all of it)
7 Wuthering Heights – X
8 1984 – George Orwell X
9 His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman O
10 Great Expectations – Charles Dickens XO

Total: X=7, O=8

11 Little Women – Louisa M Alcott XO
12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy XO
13 Catch 22 – Joseph Heller XO
14 Complete Works of Shakespeare X (not all) O
15 Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier
16 The Hobbit – J.R.R. Tolkien O
17 Birdsong – Sebastian Faulks
18 Catcher in the Rye – J.D. Salinger XO
19 The Time Traveler’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger O
20 Middlemarch – George Eliot X

Total: X=6, O=7

21 Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell O
22 The Great Gatsby – F. Scott Fitzgerald XO
23 Bleak House – Charles Dickens
24 War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy O
25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams
26 Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh
27 Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky XO
28 The Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck XO
29 Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll X
30 The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame

Total: X=4, O=5

31 Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy XO
32 David Copperfield – Charles Dickens O
33 The Chronicles of Narnia – C.S. Lewis O
34 Emma – Jane Austen XO
35 Persuasion – Jane Austen
36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – C.S. Lewis O
37 The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini XO
38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Bernieres
39 Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden XO
40 Winnie the Pooh – A.A. Milne XO

Total: X=5, O=8

41 Animal Farm – George Orwell X
42 The DaVinci Code – Dan Brown O
43 One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez XO
44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving XO
45 The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins
46 Anne of Green Gables – L.M. Montgomery
47 Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy X
48 The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood X
49 Lord of the Flies – William Golding XO
50 Atonement – Ian McEwan XO

Total: X=6, O=5

51 Life of Pi – Yann Martel XO
52 Dune – Frank Herbert
53 Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons
54 Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen XO
55 A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth
56 The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57 A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens XO
58 Brave New World – Aldous Huxley X
59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime – Mark Haddon O
60 Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez XO

Total: X=5, O=5

61 Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck XO
62 Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov X
63 The Secret History – Donna Tartt O
64 The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold O
65 Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas
66 On The Road – Jack Kerouac X
67 Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy
68 Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding O
69 Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie O
70 Moby Dick – Herman Melville X

Total: X=4, O=5

71 Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens O
72 Dracula – Bram Stoker X
73 The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett
74 Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson
75 Ulysses – James Joyce X
76 The Inferno – Dante
77 Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome
78 Germinal – Emile Zola
79 Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray X

Total: X=2, O=1

80 Possession – AS Byatt
81 A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens XO
82 Cloud Atlas – David Mitchell
83 The Color Purple – Alice Walker XO
84 The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro
85 Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert XO
86 A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry
87 Charlotte’s Web – EB White XO
88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom
89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
90 The Faraway Tree Collection – Enid Blyton

Total: X=4, O=4

91 Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad X
92 The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery XO
93 The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks
94 Watership Down – Richard Adams XO
95 A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole XO
96 A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute
97 The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas
98 Hamlet – William Shakespeare XO
99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl X
100 Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

Total: X=6, O=4

Grand Total X=49, O=52

X= Mike
O= Judy

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Marilynne Robinson's Gilead



I read this book last week. What a delight! It made me think deeply and beautifully about grace, forgiveness, fatherhood, mistrust, reconciliation, God, my children, my wife, heaven, words, religion and existence. Metaphysical, philosophical, and alluring. Those first two traits don't always come together with the last in the same package in literature. But this piece of fiction swirls in the milieu of true, intellectual, Christianity. It reminds me with pride of a time when I held more genuinely to the precepts of organized religion. It made me hope for a future life full of the kind of considerations this elderly father has for his young son.

The novel takes the form of a letter, written over the course of months, from this father to his son. What a gift such a letter would be. And what an account of a man's life this letter becomes. If you haven't taken the time to read this book, you probably should. You can borrow it from me if you know me.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Michael Jackson at Summerfest!

Monday night in Milwaukee. The clouds bustle over the city casting occasional showers, keeping the inhabitants of our fair city damp and honest. Thousands of people find their way to Maier Festival Park despite the less than ideal weather. Here’s what’s remarkable to me. On a night when I travel down to Summerfest with my wife, my son (14), and one dear friend, we have the good charm to meet with four of our other very close friends for an evening of music, food and refreshments. Whose spirit settles over the summerfest grounds? Not Henry Maier, the ex-mayor who’s lent his name to this park. Not Bo Black whose driving optimism and unquenchable passion for summerfest will forever inspire anyone unlucky enough to follow in her footsteps. No, nether of these folks stood watch over us all on this blustery June evening. Instead, I’m reasonably sure it was the king of pop himself. Yep MJ, Michael Jackson.

Now don’t get me wrong, I am not one of these folks who hustles over to the nearest memorial to lay flowers and sparkly gloves in honor of my fallen idol. In fact, I’ve never really had much appreciation at all for the man. I come firmly from the generation split in its views about Michael. Half of the population thinks of him as an immense talent who’s transformed pop music and led us all down a path of self discovery. And the half that includes me generally thinks of him as some crazy whack job that barely brooks attention in a world engulfed in many more problems than we can normally count.

Tonight was different. I heard a funky cool indie rocker (Brett Dennen), an aging Wisconsin area blues band (the Velveetatones), a crazy cool hip hop artist (Lupe Fiasco), and one of the finest show bands ever to slide a bottle neck across a pedal steel guitar (Robert Randolph Family Band) all pay this man tribute. Michael’s music took many forms: it wafted on the gentle lake breezes; it dodged pesky skirmishes with the rain, it drove from guitars and it sang from the voices of musicians who all know that his music helped pave the way for their success.

Tonight I can’t help but thank my lucky stars that I live in a city like Milwaukee, that I have the friends and family that I do and that I get to listen to artists as in tune to their musical heritage as these folks seemed to be tonight. It was a rare night at Summerfest. I am glad I was there.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Grief hurts

Christy died last night. I didn't even know she wasn't well. Turns out she has struggled with a chronic illness for some time, but that doesn't mean her death was at all expected. She was the kind of woman who brings such light and joy to a gathering that it is really hard to imagine the world without her. She leaves behind a son and husband at home, and an adult daughter attending Columbia University's Graduate program in journalism.

I don't know what to do with this information. It appears funerals really are good things-- especially for friends and family of the deceased. I don't know as much for the immediate family whose grief must rage on desperately despite the need to reconcile their lives with the lives of those more loosely attached to them. More importantly, how do we reconcile our lives with the new life we are forced to live without someone so beautiful, so hugely important, so nurturing in our lives.

I started this post on June 3rd distraught about Christy's death. I still am, one week later.

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Today (June 10th) I sit in a classroom half full of grieving teens and the other half full of kids who either feel bad for not sharing the grief or kids who just want to get up and make others feel better. Nobody, including me, wants these kids to be writing essays right now. But that's what life is at these times. Incongruous, stupid, hard to accept and ultimately unfair in a way that often feels like a personal attack. Young people teach me so much. Their strength and forbearance now-- right now, as I write this-- gives me ultimate faith in their ability to heal and come back stronger to support someone close to them later on down the road.

My world has lost two people in the last couple weeks. People close to me share these losses plus at least two others. There's a sense of being a punch-drunk boxer waiting for the bell to ring to end the round. Only I'm sure some in this room with me and others close to me wouldn't know how to find their corner when the bell does ring.

Bless them all: Christy, Fritz, Alex, Steve and Mary's dad. Bless us all. Bless you all.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

A typical angle against unions

When Pat McIlheran writes about unions, you know he'll be bringing the goods. An unabashed union hater, the guy typically finds some fairly clever way to twist an old tired criticism of unions around to make it sound like a new and thus more legitimate criticism of organized labor. His column in today's Journal Sentinel is just such an article.

He states that the new Employee Free Choice Act, given a recent shot in the arm by senator Arlen Specter's defection to the Democats, favors dishonest union organizing over honest union organizers.
A bill before Congress would overturn [ the practice of waiting six weeks and having a secret ballot to install a union] - dictating instead that, once a union collects signatures from half a workplace's employees, the union is installed without an election.
[...]
This makes problems, says Wathen, for honest union organizers. Their careers hinge on how well they make the sale. There are all kinds of ways to bring in signatures. Take, for instance, the union-sponsored pizza party. You show up for the pizza, you sign the sign-in sheet, you don't flip it over to read the disclaimer on the back reading, "I hereby authorize the union to represent me for the purposes of collective bargaining."


This is bunk. It's just like the notion of unionized labor as a reinforcer of lazy job habits (with no motivation to always be doing better, workers get soft and slowly slide into a pattern of mailing it in because their wages and working conditions are protected by the negotiated contract). There are always examples of people doing things the right way or the wrong way, unions don't make this go away. Instead they protect the wages and working conditions of employees who would otherwise be vulnerable to the whims of management. Making this easier only hold management's feet to the fire. Not a bad thing if you ask me.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Rock on, Obamas.




This is fuckin' cool as hell. Compare this to the canceled poetry luncheon at the White House in 2003. Then ask why there are more stories sympathetic to this president in the press than there were for his predesessor. "Whatever" with the liberal press bias. One party does things that are spiteful and ill-advised, while the other does open hearted, if a little stuffy and pretentious, things. A factual reporting of both things might look like bias. Saints come off looking better than murderers when you just line up the facts.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Some idle thoughts on education...

...as I listen to a community toss and turn over the issues facing the funding of its schools, I can't help but wonder if this legislative session will provide some relief. With Dems in both houses of the legislature and in the governor's chair, might we find an opportunity to revisit some of the more punitive aspects of the funding formula? I can see why foks sitting on school boards would be a little hesitant to advocate for repeal of the QEO unless they also get some room under the revenue caps to pay for that move.

Is this too much money going back into schools? Does the public generally support the funding restrictions of the past 16 years? As they watch their schools being dismantled, do they care enough to vote a change?? I don't mean to make these questions sound like partisan foregone conclusions , but the effect of year upon year of punishing cuts to our budget leave me and my colleagues asking what the pubic want of its schools.

I can certainly teach to rooms full of 30-35 students, and that would cost a whole lot less. But the fact is the students, and by extension the community, would get a whole lot less in the way of educational bang for the buck. But the state says we must cut. Popular extra-curriculars will not get the knife because the support exists in the community to advocate for the programs. So district administrators and board members labor to justify the maintaining of the 8oo lb gorilla in the room--staff costs.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Troubling oral arguments at SCOTUS this week

As I look at this story and transcripts of the oral arguments, it appears this was a pretty entertaining day at the court (this would have been Tuesday). Admittedly this story sends shivers down my spine. The thought that some school official could take my child into a private room and order him or her to disrobe and expose the inside of their underwear chills me, to say the very least. Perhaps most bothersome is this line, by the usually even-headed David Souter:
“My thought process,” Justice Souter said, “is I would rather have the kid embarrassed by a strip search, if we can’t find anything short of that, than to have some other kids dead because the stuff is distributed at lunchtime and things go awry.”
If this is any indication of how he is going to rule on the matter, then I worry pretty intensely for the fourth amendment. I hope this is just another case of a justice on the court trying out some logic on a lawyer during oral arguments. I'm on those transcripts later this evening.

Monday, April 20, 2009

The efficacy of torture...

...apparently isn't what the CIA and other proponents declare. I find this article to be disgusting.

The C.I.A. officers used waterboarding at least 83 times in August 2002 against Abu Zubaydah, according to a 2005 Justice Department legal memorandum. Abu Zubaydah has been described as a Qaeda operative.

A former C.I.A. officer, John Kiriakou, told ABC News and other news media organizations in 2007 that Abu Zubaydah had undergone waterboarding for only 35 seconds before agreeing to tell everything he knew.

The 2005 memo also says that the C.I.A. used waterboarding 183 times in March 2003 against Khalid Shaikh Mohammed, the self-described planner of the Sept. 11, 2001, terrorist attacks.
There is a reason, since post WWII Algiers, that countries decry this type of conduct.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Gray- Not black or white

These two front page Journal Sentinel stories remind me of the song by the band Live called "The Beauty of Gray".

Not that I'd really aspire to a world devoid of absolutes, but rather, I'd aspire to a world where people slow down and look in detail at issues before reacting to them in a shallow, partisan way.

I think the Sensenbrenner story goes to show us that politicians probably ought to be judged by their whole record, not just one strand of their voting behavior. Considering the Menomonee Falls Republican's stances on immigration and gay marriage, I'd be pretty ready to brand him as a major assshole only looking out for himself and those who look like him or support him. I'd have been wrong.

The story at UWM gives me some hope (at least locally) that the era of zero tolerance policies at all levels of gov't. might be coming to a close. I appreciate the clarity of rules and laws. I appreciate the work that good prosecutors do in bringing bad guys to justice, etc. But to look at the situation at UWM these days as simply another battle in the war on drugs is to ignore the human truths behind many of these stories. Human truths expressed by my friends Tyler and Santera, for instance. They're just reactions...honest ones, I assume, but human ones. If the district attorney and his prosecutors are willing to approach the situation at UWM with an eye to the beauty of gray, there may be some hope for all involved.