Art under Bad Circumstances

July 4th, 2005

There is something wild and raw about illegal art produced under totalitarian rule. It is art somebody took risks for, not the hothouse-flower risks of exploring private emotions, real risks of fines, prison, torture or death.

This is not nice art that was encouraged, this is the art that happens no matter what those in power want. Power attacks this kind of art and fails and sometimes is defeated outright, sometimes only in spirit. It is like a flower that grows in a crack in a slab of concrete. Sometimes power can hold it back for a while or crush it for a while, but power always fails in the end. The art that can’t be stopped is the human spirit, and it always wins on some level. Always.

This was produced under Ceacescu.

SITO Artchive: ‘No dictotor can shut up the Moon…’ by Dan Iordache

Never make them think

June 29th, 2005

This is a rule I’ve learned as a tech writer. And it applies almost everywhere except in puzzles.

Think about the conclusion that you want the other person to reach, and state it directly. Don’t give them the information and make them draw the obvious conclusion. Sounds obvious, but so often people expect the listener to make a tiny jump of logic. And the listener often doesn’t do it.

Wrong: “Pressing the red button stops the machine.”
Right: “Press the red button to stop the machine.”
Even better: “To stop the machine, press the red button.”

I’ve written things both ways and when I used the wrong version, taken tech support calls along the lines of “how do I stop the machine?” Yes, there are people who don’t make the jump. No, they aren’t stupid, not all of them. They have other things on their minds. They have a job to do, and reading the manual isn’t the job. If I were writing a novel or an essay, I might include a thought-provoking item, a kind of puzzle, in order to bring the reader to a deeper understanding or just amuse the reader. In a manual, if I make my reader think I have screwed up. Writing without expecting the reader to think is harder than it sounds. Much harder.

Wrong: “I’d like the salt, please.”
Right: “Please pass the salt.”

In the first one, I’m informing you of my state of mind - desire for salt - and expecting you to make the tiny logical jump - I want you to pass the salt. In the second, I’m not expecting you to think. This example is no big deal - except that I’ve seen families get into fights that could have been prevented just that easily.

There are bigger examples. During the 2004 Presidential campaign, reversing tax cuts was a big issue for the Democrats. They expected the voters to understand that tax cuts for one group must be made up by tax increases on another, cuts in spending, or deficits. So the tax cuts are bad. Wrong. Tax cuts feel good. Tax cuts ARE good - the consequences may not be worth it but the cut itself is good. A tax cut is always a good thing. The tax cuts under discussion are part of a disasterous fiscal policy, and there is no way to include huge tax cuts in a responsible budget at this time. If I go home tonight and find a Ferrari in my driveway, a gift from my wife, the Ferrari is a fabulous wonderful thing - but I will not be happy, because of the financial consequences. Do I hate the Ferrari? Hell no. I hate the payments, the insurance, the maintainance. Love the car. What the Democrats were really against wasn’t the tax cuts, but the consequences of the tax cuts. They expected voters to think and make the tiny logical jump. They said they were against the tax cuts - are you against tax cuts? Do you like taxes? You think about it and you understand it’s a little more complicated than that, but some percentage isn’t going to think about it. Some percentage of the voters was entirely in agreement with the Democratic position and voted against them because the Democrats expected them to think and they didn’t. The exact same policy, described in terms of debt, of middle-class tax hikes (yep, those are in the works, in the form of reduced and eliminated deductions) of cut programs, might have made a difference.

No cable

June 21st, 2005

I haven’t had cable since my Mother-in-law moved out a couple of years ago.

Three months ago, we bought a nice big TV. It doesn’t get the local stations at all with the coathanger antenna we used on the old TV. I tried the rabbit-ears from my bedroom (Mrs. 404 likes to watch reruns while she goes to sleep, I had to return them to the bedroom) so I know a decent set of rabbit-ears, which costs about $10, will make it work. And eventualy we will probably get a set, but it’s been 3 months and we just haven’t bothered yet. We use it for VHS/DVD and video games.

On Friday, the electric company decided to be picky about the finances and cease to provide me with their wares. God, it is ever pleasant. If there were a good alternative for the fridge, the washers, and the pilot light in the furnace, I’d seriously consider not getting reconnected. Mrs. 404 and the little 404s do not agree. We go back on-grid today.

The land-line phone has been gone for a few months now, and I don’t miss it.
The cell phone is plenty of connection.

I do have a cable modem. That is very nice. Not nice enough to warrant electricity in the house, but since the electricity is there anyway I’ll take it.

(I wrote this in reply to a Hullabaloo post about not watching cable news.)

Cavalcade of Bad Nativities

May 27th, 2005

Yeah, it’s the wrong time of year. But so much else is wrong at this site that it really doesn’t matter:

Going Jesus: Cavalcade of Bad Nativities

Link found at Suburban Guerrilla

“Christian Right” is to “Christian” as “People’s Republic” is to “Republic”

May 16th, 2005

Nothing here but title.

I think I’ll drop a bit of an advertizement:
You can get greeting cards and postcards featuring this inspiring Mike Huber artwork at the Moonwaves Studio CafePress shop. What it is likely to inspire I’m not at all sure…

Driving drunk from the Wisconsin Tavern League party

May 4th, 2005

The short version:
The PAC representing bars in Wisconsin (a fairly powerful political force - we like our beer here) held a party for Wisconsin politicians, who had to pay $5.00 to get in. According to Wisconsin law, the difference between that $5.00 and the $27.00 per politician that the party cost the Tavern League is an illegal gift. They would have gotten away with it, but one of the politicians got busted driving drunk after the party.

The long version: Tavern League fined for reception.

The amusing part: the Tavern League’s latest big campaign was to keep the drunk driving limit at .10, instead of the .08 that the fed’s, in their state’s-rights respecting Republican wisdom insist on. The Tavern League lost. The politician’s blood alcohol content was .09 - would have been legal if he and his colleagues had listened to the Tavern League. I wonder how he voted?

Maybe a full member of the Reality Based Community could see this as an illustration of some political horror, be outraged one way or the other, or something. I’m just amused.

I’m trying very hard to give the new Pope a chance

April 25th, 2005

But it isn’t easy:

“At the time of Galileo the Church remained much more faithful to reason than Galileo himself. The process against Galileo was reasonable and just.”

Joseph Ratzinger, Corriere della Sera, March 30, 1990; 30 Dias, January 1993, p. 34. From this page.

Sometimes the Pope is better than the Cardinal he used to be. God save the Church.

Republican Culture of Life

April 25th, 2005

Via Suburban Guerrilla: Bolton on how much he cares about babies.

Infant formula in the developed world represented a pinnacle of scientific hubris. The idea that we knew all that was important about nutrition. The idea that we knew enough to fully replace the natural process of breast milk. Now we know better and we tell the lie we used to tell ourselves to others, our nemesis transferred on to less technologically advanced babies for a profit.

The horror

April 12th, 2005

I saw a BMW ad last night. There was the usual car driving sequence, with lots of wheel closeups. The difference was that the sound track was a little boy making car sounds instead of the real sounds.

The key line was something about making your childhood dreams come true.

Any little boy who dreams of a BMW needs serious unprofessional help. At the very least, a stack of vile comics and a few hours of KISS videos.

An article on Suburban Guerrilla describes an epidemic of golf injuries to such sad cases.

Bumper sticker

April 11th, 2005

I want this on my machine. Unfortunately, 1) my machine is a pickup truck (actually used to haul stuff) and 2) I’d have to explain it to my 10 year old.