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May 30, 2006

I Clearly Shouldn't Have Tantrums

First, enormous thanks to Rick for offering a quick and unsolicited substitute quiz on Friday. Scott's just not ready for a truly quizless Friday.

As Gavin's says here, I shouldn't have tantrums in the morning; it's probably bad luck. Friday night found us back in the hospital for the third time, once again anxiously looking at the little tape that spits out of the monitor and makes a little line and makes you think of scientists in old disaster movies looking for signs of that earthquake that's going to cause all the problems for the main character. But we're either getting better at figuring out how to make people make decisions faster or our bad luck lessened, because we were out in two hours, which is a record for our visits to the little time-eating world of labor & delivery at night...and we're three for three for having these little episodes occur at night, after Helena's asleep, so she's never once twigged.

All this by way of excuse and explanation for the ridiculously low level of activity around here. But I promise some reading recommendations shortly.

May 26, 2006

Quizless

My entire time to put the quiz together this morning was lost to a tantrum. Please post your recipes for tranquility below.

May 19, 2006

The Friday Quiz: Thousands Are Still Asleep

No time for our usual pre-rambles. A dark morning and a late night wrestling with the complexities of our super-efficient health-care industry (which generates dozens of different invoices for a single visit to the saw-bones) meant a doze-in and a rush out the door. So, here's today's fig-fryer:

In 1936, a documentary film was produced in Great Britain. It climaxed with the recitation of some verse commissioned for the film, part of which was:

Dawn freshens, the climb is done.
Down towards Glasgow she descends
Towards the steam tugs yelping down the glade of cranes,
Towards the fields of apparatus, the furnaces
Set on the dark plain like gigantic chessmen.
All Scotland waits for her:
In the dark glens, beside the pale-green sea lochs
Men long for news.

Thousands are still asleep
Dreaming of terrifying monsters,
Or of friendly tea beside the band at Cranston's or Crawford's:
Asleep in working Glasgow, asleep in well-set Edinburgh,
Asleep in granite Aberdeen,
They continue their dreams...

What government agency produced the film? For a bonus point, who was the writer of the verse?

First correct answer posted to comments wins a limited edition Franklin Mint "Fall Guys of History" series commemorative bust of Porter Goss. No Googling or going downstairs to your basement home theater and consulting your immense digital archive of film history (oh, wait...nobody here runs a hedge fund. So never mind about that...) One answer per comments, please, but comment as frequently as you are moved to do.

May 17, 2006

Orts, Scraps, Fragments

May 15, 2006

In a murderous time

In the MeFi thread remembering poet Stanley Kunitz, Metafilter's linguistics czar languagehat posted an excerpt from this haunting Kunitz poem "The Testing Tree." Go read it now.

May 12, 2006

The Friday Quiz: Multiple Impacts

Following up yesterday's survey, we thought it appropriate to continue in a literary vein with today's hat-steamer. Without further ado, the question:

He was born in 1933. In 1968, this author captured three of the spots on the Publishers Weekly tally of the year's biggest nonfiction sellers. In 1969, two more titles from the same author hit that list. In both cases, he had the biggest-selling nonfiction title of the year other than dictionaries or cookbooks. He continued to make the nonfiction bestseller list in 1970 and 1971.

Who is it? Bonus: what 1998 album opens with a song that quotes this writer (extensively enough that he is credited and receives royalties)?

First correct answer posted to comments wins a twelve pack of Glade Plug-Ins in the discontinued Brandy Alexander scent. No Googling or randomly calling the helplines of various technology companies, in the hopes that somebody in Dehli knows more about this than you do. Their calls are monitored for quality assurance, and you wouldn't want to get anybody in hot water. One guess per comment, please, but you may comment as often as you like (oh, and don't forget to vote).

May 11, 2006

In Which We Ask Our Esteemed Panel of Judges

Some of you may be aware that today the New York Times Book Review published on the Times website the results of its recently announced survey of some hundred-plus writers, editors, and critics, in which it asked "What's the best American novel of the past 25 years?" The results, much blogged-about already, showed that Toni Morrison's Beloved garnered the most votes, although A.O. Scott's essay reveals that there were several other close contenders -- none, by the way, that you'd have much trouble coming up with on first pass ( though the legalistic logic via which the first two Rabbit novels are made legit choices, while Roth's early Zuckerman books are out of the running, is amusing to read about).

The Wombat has no beef, incidentally, with the result -- I blush to admit that Ive not read Beloved, strange to say, although I think extremely highly of Song of Solomon. Just another one of those volumes I'm slightly ashamed to still not-have-gotten-to.

But our point here is not to wax much of anything about the Times survey itself, but to think about a more entertaining one of our own. Now, this is going to be a tough one, because the very conceit I have in mind, if taken in pure form, would simply throw the doors open to an endless field of badness...so, let's see if I can phrase this properly.

Limiting yourself to works of American fiction that have been published in the last 25 years, and whose authors have received strong critical acclaim at some time in their careers -- and additionally limiting yourself to authors that you have a reasonable belief most regular readers of this page would have heard of -- what is the worst American novel of the past 25 years that you have read?

Multiple entries cheerfully accepted. And no, this question does not replace tomorrow's quiz.

May 08, 2006

Calling Generals and Majors

I can't help but see Bush's sinisterly baby-faced new nominee for the CIA directorship as a vote of confidence in Rumsfeld. It looks to me as essentially re-affirming his support for the military side in the current struggle over who runs foreign policy in Washington -- the Pentagon or civilians. Which is to say, nothing I wouldn't have expected.

The end of the Times article on Hayden's ascension through/from the tarnished intelligence world does have an interesting quotation from a recent speech by the General:


In a February speech to an Air Force audience, General Hayden reflected on the epochal shift in intelligence targets from the big, powerful military targets of the cold war to the more elusive quarry of Al Qaeda.

He spoke almost nostalgically of old adversaries like Soviet forces in Germany.

"Remember those?" he said. "I miss those days. Those enemies were easy to find, hard to finish."

He continued, "Now, look at the targets of today, whether it's some idiot in a cave in Waziristan or rather small W.M.D. production facilities. They're easy to finish. They're just damn hard to find."


That bit about "rather small W.M.D. production facilities" could point at hypothetical Al Queda bomb labs...or it might be a reference to Iran. In which case, this passage from Seymour Hersh's recent piece on the subject is worth revisiting:

One of the military's initial option plans, as presented to the White House by the Pentagon this winter, calls for the use of a bunker-buster tactical nuclear weapon, such as the B61-11, against underground nuclear sites. One target is Iran's main centrifuge plant, at Natanz, nearly two hundred miles south of Tehran. Natanz, which is no longer under I.A.E.A. safeguards, reportedly has underground floor space to hold fifty thousand centrifuges, and laboratories and workspaces buried approximately seventy-five feet beneath the surface. That number of centrifuges could provide enough enriched uranium for about twenty nuclear warheads a year. (Iran has acknowledged that it initially kept the existence of its enrichment program hidden from I.A.E.A. inspectors, but claims that none of its current activity is barred by the Non-Proliferation Treaty.) The elimination of Natanz would be a major setback for Iran's nuclear ambitions, but the conventional weapons in the American arsenal could not insure the destruction of facilities under seventy-five feet of earth and rock, especially if they are reinforced with concrete.

There is a Cold War precedent for targeting deep underground bunkers with nuclear weapons. In the early nineteen-eighties, the American intelligence community watched as the Soviet government began digging a huge underground complex outside Moscow. Analysts concluded that the underground facility was designed for 'continuity of government' -- for the political and military leadership to survive a nuclear war. (There are similar facilities, in Virginia and Pennsylvania, for the American leadership.) The Soviet facility still exists, and much of what the U.S. knows about it remains classified. 'The "tell" ' -- the giveaway -- 'was the ventilator shafts, some of which were disguised,' the former senior intelligence official told me. At the time, he said, it was determined that 'only nukes' could destroy the bunker. He added that some American intelligence analysts believe that the Russians helped the Iranians design their underground facility. 'We see a similarity of design,' specifically in the ventilator shafts, he said.

A former high-level Defense Department official told me that, in his view, even limited bombing would allow the U.S. to 'go in there and do enough damage to slow down the nuclear infrastructure -- it’s feasible.' The former defense official said, 'The Iranians don’t have friends, and we can tell them that, if necessary, we'll keep knocking back their infrastructure. The United States should act like we're ready to go.' He added, 'We don't have to knock down all of their air defenses. Our stealth bombers and standoff missiles really work, and we can blow fixed things up. We can do things on the ground, too, but it's difficult and very dangerous -- put bad stuff in ventilator shafts and put them to sleep.'

But those who are familiar with the Soviet bunker, according to the former senior intelligence official, 'say "No way." You've got to know what's underneath -- to know which ventilator feeds people, or diesel generators, or which are false. And there's a lot that we don't know.' The lack of reliable intelligence leaves military planners, given the goal of totally destroying the sites, little choice but to consider the use of tactical nuclear weapons. 'Every other option, in the view of the nuclear weaponeers, would leave a gap,' the former senior intelligence official said. ' "Decisive" is the key word of the Air Force's planning. It's a tough decision. But we made it in Japan.'

I'm just going to close by noting what branch of the services Gen. Hayden hails from.

May 05, 2006

The Friday Quiz: The Wombat Purcells Out

Ah, Friday morning again. A slug from the mug, a splash of Old Salt (personal recipe: one part Old Spice, one part Captain Morgan, one part Clamato -- bracing!) and we're ready for another express-elevator ascent into the tower of trivia. The chief difficulty with this morning's brow-wrinkler is in unpicking the question's more-than-customary compositional knottiness. What can I say? I'm feeling knotty. Here goes:

One well-known song's lyrics have been claimed by some as political metaphor involving the British succession in the late 17th century, and by others as a composition by an obscure relative of one of Tenessee's most famous heroes. Its melody is, by most accounts, based on that of another song, although now altered. This other tune's established melody is attributed to English composer Henry Purcell -- though its roots are probably older -- and the lyrics by Thomas Wharton are entirely scabrous, satirizing the sentiments of one group in a political-military struggle. Subsequently, the same tune became the basis for variously lyrical adaptations dealing with the same conflict. Despite the parochial and offensive content of the Wharton lyrics, Purcell's tune went on to become, curiously, part of the signature of a media organization with global reach.

What is the first song mentioned above? For bonus points, name the title of the "origin" tune. For extra bonus points, name the media organization.

First correct answer posted to comments wins a special "Jesus Christ Superstar Only" karaoke machine, suitable for use at Unitarian Youth Group retreats. No Googling or throwing out your gold teeth and seeing how they roll (and anyway, they won't really help with the quiz. We have it on good authority that the answer they reveal is that life is unreal, and you already knew that, right?) One guess per comment, but you may comment as often as you can stand to.

May 02, 2006

From the Ministry of Truth to Your Ears

You've got to love this take on Colbert's performance (see below).

My sense is that the blogosphere response is more evidence of a new Stalinist aesthetic on the left--until recently more common on the right--wherein the political content of a performance or work of art is actually more important than its entertainment value.

Considering that he insists that the joke in the "press secretary audition" video is that Helen Thomas is batty and old (as opposed to grimly focused on the real question the administration won't answer), I know it's obvious that this is a braindead response. However, the choice of epithet in the bit quoted above bears at least some note. Coming from a self-described Bush critic, it's pretty shocking.

Let me get this straight -- in our political satire, we should be privileging giggles over the execution of penetrating critique? In our aesthetics, we should choose a warm chuckle over provocation, discomfort, and the potential for being offended? And in a political atmosphere where legitimate debate over the executive's actions is stymied at every turn, under the ever-growing aegis of the presidential power to "wage war," it's now Stalinist to applaud someone for calling the President out in public?

(What does that make people who like This Modern World? Persistent Maoist insurgents? Sort of Shining Path types?)

My fluency in doublespeak just isn't good enough to go any further with this one, but I challenge anyone to come up with a more bizarrely inverted take on Colbert's speech.

May 01, 2006

The Line About the Glaciers

...was one of the few points in Stephen Colbert's WH Correspondents Dinner address at which I laughed (I can't imagine that anyone reading this hasn't seen it by now. But if you haven't, it's available in full and reasonably viewable form here). Mostly it was too uncomfortable to laugh at. I just sat in stunned silence.

But I don't mean that as a criticism. I'm pretty much with this point of view: what Colbert does in his routine here is as close to a pure satire as one is likely to come across these days, at least in the world of television. The Daily Show and The Colbert Report (as well as The Onion, which shares with those programs a good bit of intellectual DNA) all use satire, but they are mixed bags -- there's satire, and there's yuks, in a proportion that tries to keep us as entertained as possible. Colbert's routine at the dinner was much more aggressive, and carried out in the sure spirit that the performer would make his audience uncomfortable.

That seems obvious enough -- many quickly noted it. The bit I'd like to chip in is that satire is (or is often characterized as) a morally conservative genre. Swift, quoted here, is the guy we typically think of with regard to this sort of satire, and he says of his own purpose that the satirist works toward restoring an endangered moral order:

As with a moral View design'd
To cure the Vices of Mankind:
His vein, ironically grave,
Expos'd the Fool, and lash'd the Knave.,

I point this out only to help us remember that what we see in this administration is not only ideological "conservatism", a retrogressive and moralistic worldview that takes its cues from Grover Norquist-style tax-haters, homophobes, and Darwin-bashers. This administration (and its leader) are indeed knaves -- more concerned with politically and financially looting the world, and justifying their theiving, than in anything else. Those who have played their game (in this case, the press), are the fools.

And why do I bother with this two-cent exegesis? Because the corruption has run so deep and the abuses of power have grown so severe (and indeed byzantine) that this has now become about morality, just as the radical right-wingers often say. Just not in the way they'd have you believe...