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My dog is deaf and blind…

A friend of mine dubbed her the “Helen Keller Dog”.  Molly was born deaf and with progressively bad eyesight.  So that now she is almost entirely blind.

This is of course where you sigh, feel bad, look at me like I’m the the Mother Teresa of Pets.  I’m not.  And she would have no idea why you feel bad.  She doesn’t.

For the most part, she cheerfully bounds through life, banging into furniture, falling down steps and and poking her eyes on low hanging branches.   You see she thinks that how life works.  It has never occurred to her that it works in any other way.  Happily, she can’t even see other animals navigating through life without mishaps.

I think we live our lives in misery because we spend so much of it comparing our lot to someone else’s lot.  This means that no matter how good our lot is, we are perpetually dissatisfied.

What do you suppose Molly thinks she looks like?  I really doubt she thinks about it all.  In her minds eye, she could look like a large flightless bird and it would make no difference to her.  Its a non-issue.  Because sight is of such limited support to her, anything visual would have small meaning as a self identifier.

Never tell a clock your secrets because…

Clocks hold spacetime wormholes*.  Everything they witness is spewed out in another place and time.  And your deepest secrets might be spewed out right where and when you least expect it.

Space is curved, time is relative and nothing you think about how the world works is really true.  You can blame Einstein for that.  Just saying.

Many thanks to @gilesmarie for this warped view of the world.

*Relying on an artist for your understanding of physics is generally not a good idea.  Any representations of actual physics in this post is an illusion.

Candy Canes Gone Wild

One day the candy canes in the Christmas Shop were discussing the nature of life, the universe and everything with the Mistletoe.  Mistletoe had a complete disdain for the view that life was an orderly matter that could be easily predicted and organized.

“Its no fun that way.” he said.  “No one is ever joyful because they know what happens next. They are joyful because there is a surprising difference between what they expected and what actually happens.”

The Candy Canes, who were both organized in appearance and expected life cycle were skeptical.  “The only thing that people feel about the unknown is fear.”

“But once the unknown becomes known, there can be joy. If the future is known, there nothing but numbness.” said Mistletoe.

The Candy Canes considered this, but since nothing in their experience had taught them what it was like when life was perfectly expected, they couldn’t agree or disagree.

“You should do something you didn’t mean to do.  Something no one expects.” said the Mistletoe.

“What should we do?”

“Kiss.”

The Candy Canes looked at each other and the mistletoe with some trepidation. “What will happen,” they asked.

“No one knows.  That’s what makes it fun.” chuckled the Mistletoe.

“It seems rather risky to do, if you don’t know what will happen.”

“Well, if you do it, you will find out what will happen, because it happens. ” Said the Mistletoe.

So the candy canes, turned, one to the other…leaned in and hooked each to the other.  For a moment there  was an awkward and tight silence.  And then a spark and then Chaos.  And Joy was born of Chaos.

Why I don’t dance on my toes and other irrelevant info.

I took ballet when I was about 8ish.  Actually I have no idea how old I was, I just remember that I did not shine in this class. I wanted to be an acrobat, or maybe just a gymnast.  The ballet class came with a gymnastics class afterward.  I could do a backbend, so I was pretty sure I had talent in gymnastics.  But to get there, I had to learn ballet.

It became apparent that where I did NOT have talent was in ballet.  Looking back I think the issue was a disconnect between my brain and my body.  My brain was listening to the instruction about what position to take.  It was also wondering why Mandy, my best friend. was in a different position than I was.  Was that the next position, or was that the last position and I was doing the last position wrong? This was when I realized it would be best to do a survey of the class, but unfortunately the class was made up of many girls who also were confused and so there was a diversity of positions to choose from, some not even taught in the class. So, in some confusion, I would try to remember a) what position the teacher had called and b) how to do that particular position.  Unfortunately, my distraction led to short term memory loss and I had of course forgotten the position I was supposed to be in.

It was usually at this point that another position would be called.  And so I would repeat the process.  I believe the teacher thought I was ballerally retarded.  (similarly my grammar teacher had a problem with my making up exceptionally good words such as ballerally)

The rest of the class progressed over several weeks until everyone except me was doing the same position.  I was usually at least one position behind or in an entirely different universe of positions.  But I stuck it out, because after ballet came gymnastics.  And my goal was to learn how to do a front flip.  I could do a back flip..well at least half the time I could do a back flip.  But the front flip was elusive.

The teacher however did not consider me much of a talent and therefore never spent too much time focused on me.  Also, she seemed to think things like learning to roll were pre-requisites to the more involved and way more fun flip.  So while waiting in line to practice my rolls,  I would practice my backflip and occasionally try to work up the courage to do a front flip.

I was actually afraid of the front flip.  I was pretty sure that I could break my neck on a front flip.  So practicing it became a trifle tough.  Eventually, I did get the courage.  Unfortunately, I flipped into the girl who was doing her practice rolls for the teacher.  The victim of my flip was a particularly “gifted” girl that the teacher was quite proud of.  I’m sure she was one of those girls who always said “please” and “thank you” too.   But, whatever, the teacher was VERY upset and when my mother came she pulled her aside.  I didn’t hear the conversation.

My mother never said a word to me about it.  But I never had to go back to ballet or gymnastics class again.  I don’t recall being upset about it.  After all, I had achieved my goal.  I did a front flip.

Glen Beck: When honor and attention mean the same thing…

Recently Glen Beck has been using the term honor…And I find it ironic.  Let me define:

Honor: a tangible symbol signifying approval or distinction; High respect, as that shown for special merit; good name or public esteem : reputation

or

Honor:  honesty, fairness, or integrity in one’s beliefs and actions

The Desperate Attention Hound

You see of course where I am going with this.  Beck is a desperate attention hound.  He wants people to think well of him, he is desperate for recognition and he is willing to do what it takes to get it. And he does get it.  He is not particularly original in his methods, there are lots of loud mouthed opinionated attention hounds…Rush Limbaugh, Al Franken, PZ Meyer, Dr. Laura Schlessinger, almost any televangelist, most world leaders….  The list goes on and on. Whenever you see one of these folks, its important to remember that whether they even recognize it or not – a huge amount of what is motivating them is desire for attention. This is the same natural desire in all of us, taken to its extreme. That doesn’t mean that this drive for attention makes everything they do wrong.  It doesn’t.

The attention seeker is a useful person.  They often bring us together to get things done.  As noted by Beck’s ridiculous antics this weekend.  The problem is that their natural charisma makes us like (or hate) them so much that we stop thinking about the message and starting accepting it or rejecting it based on the messenger.

The problem of unquestioning followers:

My point is less about the attention seeker and more about their die hard, unquestioning followers and detractors.  Because very often these attention seekers have valid points.  And very often they are wrong.  These folks are humans.    And just because they happen to have the attention of a great many people does not make EVERYTHING they say correct or incorrect.

We do not have to hate everything someone says because in one area of their life or opinions they do not agree with us.  Nor do we have to agree with everything they say because we agree with much of what they say.  I listed such divergent people up there because every single one of them is right about some things and wrong about somethings – FROM MY POINT OF VIEW.

And I say that because I use my brain to think, and I try hard to separate out my emotion from the process.  I really really dislike Rush Limbaugh and Glen Beck.  Partly because they use logical fallacy to make irrelevant connections and then herald them as facts.   Partly because their egocentric voice makes their points hard to swallow.  But tucked into their randomly foolish thinking, are thoughts that I can agree with.  When that happens, I find myself trying to find a reason not to agree, to find fault because the messenger is so repugnant to me.   That is dangerous.

When Hating or Loving Melts your brain

You see, when we allow ourselves to stop thinking about what is being said and to focus on our love or hate of the personality, we stop making our own choices.  Someone else is doing our thinking.   This is happening everywhere.  The most common place is religion, where we assume the person in the pulpit is the infallible director of our spiritual life and that how he or she interprets the religion is how we should.  We do the same with our political viewpoints.  Our candidate is always correct and our party is entirely on the right page.  This is very foolish and dangerous.

The Lazy Coward

We do this out of  laziness and fear. We don’t want to look into it, we don’t want to learn, we don’t want to have to think through these issues.  Its easier to let someone who appears to be smarter and more popular do the  thinking and we will just agree.

But fear is the biggest issue.  We want to have answers.  And preferably they should be answers that are concrete and benefit us.  Our fear is that such answers don’t exist.  And we are right to fear, because there is no black and white,  there are no lines in the sand, the answers change and are not universal.   That’s the fact Jack.  If you can overcome your cowardice and face that fact, you will be much stronger and less a victim of circumstances.  You can stop being manipulated by other people’s opinions.

Remember, just because somebody was more motivated to seek attention than you were, doesn’t mean they have some special insight.  Focusing on ideas and having the courage to say what you think is always better than being manipulated by someone else’s ideas and your own emotions.

It is human nature to search for universal truths to make decisions.  We like patterns, we use metaphors and analogies because those things satisfy our need for a applying rules across different situations.  A universal truth that we can apply in two diverse situations is at the heart of the metaphor.

Physicists are searching for this holy grail of universal truth.  They search for this theory of everything, that will make sense of the incongruities in what they know.

Well, here is today’s weird thought.  What if there is no universal truth? What if there is no “theory of everything” that will tie together quantum physics and Newtonian physics.  What if there is no answer that will remain true from one minute to the next in your life.   Lets face it, there is far more evidence that there is no consistent answer, than  there is.  Even things we know are true, have exceptions.  Did you know there are problems with Einsteins Theory of Relativity?

Einstien-Sarajdavis

It works most of the time and is practical in its solutions, but for some reason it doesn’t connect well in the quantum world.    (Don’t ask me why, I don’t know – I just read blogs of people who are way smarter than me and they say so.) ** Some people are cured by an antidote and some people aren’t.  Some people catch a cold and some people don’t.  Some people are allergic and others aren’t.

We are surrounded by evidence of non-uniformity.  We aren’t going to find a universal truth.  Ever.  Why do we persist in searching for it? Well, we have to.  Its the way we process information, the way we make sense of the world.  We have to be able to categorize and make rules that allow us to function.  But strangely, every time we try to apply a universal truth, we create problems.

Because universal truths are really just broad generalizations.  They provide maps and guidelines to make decisions, but quite often those generalizations become the errors in our decision making process.   Stereotypes, economics, history, the stock market…They are all constant reminders that we just aren’t going to be able to use a universal truth with any reliability.

Truth is not true for everyone.   The best we can do is to look at the evidence at hand in the context we apply it and decide.  But we would do well to reconsider that evidence and context for the next decision because things are never the same and what is true once, might not be true twice.

** Apparently this is false.  The following link to Gerard ‘t Hooft’s (Nobel Laureate) response to those who have problems with it.  I don’t claim to understand either way, but feel that Dr. ‘t Hooft is certainly more reliable than my previous referents.  My apologies for misleading anyone with false information.

Sara’s advise on not getting married, ever…

OK.  Most people think that marriage is the best relationship. I think they are wrong.  And since I am right, that settles it.

But this is what marriage becomes:

  • its spending all of your waking moments  with someone – whenever you aren’t doing something more interesting.
  • Its spending the times when you are tired, sick, annoyed, ugly, smelly, sleeping, burping, farting and generally being an ass with the person you love.

That is not the recipe for marital bliss.

Here’s the ideal relationship:

  • Spending time doing interesting things with someone you find interesting.  Don’t marry them.  Date them.
  • Going on vacation to interesting places with someone you enjoy being with.  Don’t live with them.  Go on vacation with them.

Yes, But what about Children?

If you want to pro-create fine.  Create a contract and set of rules.  You don’t have to be in the same house when you raise the child together.  Its just been done that way in the past because it was necessary.  Its not necessary anymore. Just like its not necessary to ride a horse to get across town.  Times change and you can change too.

Here’s the best part, if you don’t tie marriage to having children, than the father doesn’t have to be the man you are in love with, does it?  It can be your best friend, or it can be someone you think you can have a good child rearing partnership with.  And…it doesn’t have to be a romantic partner.  Why can’t you and your best girlfriend decide to raise a family together.  The contract doesn’t have to be with some man.  It doesn’t have to involve the genetic father at all.  Sperm banks are everywhere.  Free sperm donation is available at any bar in America.  Although I don’t really recommend this course of action.

My point is this.  Stop thinking like you always thought, and think like an individual with a multitude of choices.  Marriage is the most limiting choice you can make.

You won’t have to be trapped:

If you aren’t married or living together – you always have choices.  You don’t have the trapped, paralyzed, frozen in a life feeling.  How many people do you know who are struggling in a marriage or live-in relationship – but feel that leaving it is so HUGE.

  • Its physically huge – because there is a move, separating stuff, finding a new space, settling accounts, etc.
  • Its financially huge – your single life may cost you more, credit can be screwed up, and legal costs are high.
  • Its emotionally  huge. You have now made part of your identity this marriage or live in relationship. When you end those relationships, you are negating a part of your identity.  That’s really tough and ugly.

Sure, a long term relationship without living together is still going to be incredibly painful when it ends, and some part of you is identified with it, but its not going to be nearly the devastation and loss involved in ending a marriage.

Changing your dating relationship is several magnitudes easier to manage and get over than marriage/live in.

The fun side of the permanent dating relationship:

  • You look forward to seeing them.  There is the tingle of anticipation.   When you see someone all the time, you feel lots of comfort, lots of ease.  And I think its the death of a good romantic relationship.  You can get comfort and support from friends and family.  You can get your interest and excitement from your romantic relationship.
  • Sex is a whole lot more fun when its not a roll over, why not, did you brush your teeth, event.
  • Attraction is a lot easier to maintain when you don’t see someone plucking their eyebrows, clipping their nose hairs, scratching their balls, pushing up a tampon.  These are not things that should be shared.  Lets not.  Put your best face on for this person.  You will feel better, they will feel better and the mutual attraction will last longer.
  • Fewer bones of contention.  How many arguments happen over things like leaving the toilet seat up, how you fold laundry, taking out the trash, not paying attention when you should, being cranky when your shouldn’t, and generally not being nice to your partner.  A huge portion of those petty squabbles are eliminated when you are not sharing permanent quarters.
  • Money isn’t such a weighty matter – how many couples have huge difficulties over money management and philosophy.  If you remain independent of each other, these issues will largely disappear.  They could surface, but if they are not manageable, you are not in a situation where ending your misery will cause you more misery.
  • Self Development and independence:  A great many of my friends have so completely identified themselves with their marriage that they have stopped developing their own interests.  Because if the interest does not coincide with their partners interest, its not done.  So before marriage there were two large circles of interests – one for each person.  Those circles intersected on shared interests.  So there were three things to talk about his interests, her interests and their shared interests.  At marriage, they give up unshared interests and suddenly they have a very tiny circle of interests.  Life just became boring.  This can happen with out marriage, but is less frequent.  And it can also be that married couples maintain separate interests and pursuits.  But its a whole lot easier to do when you remain resolutely independent and don’t sew yourself into someone elses life by living with them.
  • Your own space. Your space is your own.  Its by you, for you and no one else has to be considered.  Permissions for use of shared items – Nope.  Consideration of others when guests are invited – Nope.  New paint color – Your choice.  Clean or Messy – Your choice.

Finally, whats the big hurry?

If you don’t have marriage as a destination – then no more desperation.  You can actually choose a decent person to be with.  No settling.  No feelings of there won’t be another one in time.  You aren’t getting married anyway.  Remember?

Seriously, this is what I really mean.

The real reason why I advocate remaining mostly single:  You are you.   This is mostly a female view point, but when women get married they become Mrs.  And I mean that psychologically.  Many women feel incomplete, less than whole, unattractive and generally worthless without a man.   Even those who can’t identify with that statement very strongly feel it at some level because we have thousands of years of culture to reinforce the idea.  Remain single and over time you realize that who you are is good without marriage.   That another person is not in any way going to make you a whole person.  That support comes from lots of places and expecting support from one person is both unfair and a recipe for disappointment.  That you can support yourself financially and there is something incredibly safe and freeing in being the only source of your support.   That life is not what cultures define, its what you do.   And eventually,  are there any advantages to marriage at all?

I am not vehemently anti-marriage.  I realize that its not likely that most people will see my viewpoint.  Even the most liberal among us still get married or live together.  There are many supportive and enjoyable relationships in marriages.  But I think there are times when the marriage is endangering even the strongest of those great relationships.    I think my viewpoint is the future.  In 150 years marriage will probably be an anachronism in many parts of the world.

Life isn’t black and white

So, I have not been doing much drawing or business lately.  I have been subsumed (like that word?) with my other life.  Taking care of mom, disaster recovery and helping Betsy pack.  Also, I have of course wasted ENORMOUS amounts of time on Twitter.  Its just sucks you in, the Twitter.  Someone needs to study that phenomenon.

So today, after ignoring the muse for a week or so, I finally drew this.  I had kind of left colored pencils behind at the beginning of the year, but after this drawing, I am remembering why I loved it.  Its just like life – you never know what color will come off your pencil (its a multi color lead) so its sort of chaos.  Einstein is not famous for his chaos theory, but he is famous for his chaotic hair, which seemed rather perfect for my medium.

But as to my life:  On the Mom front – we had a visit to the Emergency Room – she is fine.  We left against medical advise, but when we followed up with her primary care doc, she confirmed my thoughts – she was better off coming home.  See Mom is a heavy breather.  She has Emphysema.  And when she is feeling winded she unconsciously adds a bit of a groan to her breathing which  makes the uninitiated sure that she is on the brink of death.  She tells me that it makes her feel better to groan.  And since I can’t imagine anything worse than to feel chronically like I am in mile 20 of a marathon, I don’t begrudge her the noise.  Although, it can be very stressful to listen to someone struggle like that.

Anyway, we left against the advice of Doogie Howser who was sure she would be back in the ER within the week if we didn’t admit her.  Its been 2 weeks with no signs of her going to the ER.  I know its a sign of my own aging, but when the doc looks like he just graduated high school, or at best undergraduate college, its not inspiring.

Then came the helping Betsy pack.  I think moving comes in a close 4th of things I hate – after gyno exams, dentist visist and Emergency Room visits.  I am deeply sympathetic to anyone who is facing it.  So I went and mostly gave moral support while she sorted out her stuff, trying to get rid of things as she went.

Then on Monday – there was water coming out of ceiling, which I am almost positive is not normal.  That just made me super dooper happy.  The ice maker in the refrigerator sprung a leak which then caused damage in the finished basement – which is where I live, by the way.  We now have a 3ft by 2ft hole in the ceiling, blowers all over the carpet and a dehumidifier.  I LOVE my life.

I  am not pricing Einstein yet.  I haven’t quite decided what I want to do there.  If you are desperately interested, send me an email.

Nonsense Peddlers – why we listen.

This is today’s Frazz Comic, from Jef Mallet.  I love this comic.  You can click the comic to see his website and the archives.  Its worth the visit.

I think today’s comic  has something to say about why so many people embrace religion, superstition, and illogical fallacy.  Although I doubt that is what Mallet intended, its what I took away.

We have a tendency to want an answer NOW.  We want someone to tell us what it means, why it happened, what to do.  And we don’t want to have to look too hard, think too hard or work too hard to get it.  Religions and Nonsense peddlers are there to help us with that.  They are perfectly willing to provide an answer, and since most of us would prefer not to look into it too hard, we accept their answers at face value.

Emotions Don’t belong in Critical Thought

Of course if anyone knows how to become a Vulcan and avoid emotions in thinking, I am unaware of it.  In fact we have a Pop psychology culture that seems to embrace emotions in all forms.  Personally, I am not a big fan of emotion. I used to be in love with Spock.  I think it was his total lack of emotion and huge intellect.   Which would have made him a terrible lover, but as a 10 years old this didn’t occur to me.  I’m still half in love with him.  And since he rejects emotion, I don’t suppose he would object if I took on the occasional side lover to make up for his lack of lover ability.

But the point is – when you are debating – don’t get emotional.

I am not really good at this, but I still think its the best idea.  You see, when we debate we take a position.  And whenever we take a position, we are no longer interested in learning, we are no longer interested in anything except getting a better point on our opponent.  Even the word opponent brings out the very antagonistic manner of debates. I think we need to stop the debating and return to conversations.  Don’t misunderstand me.  I don’t want us to stop discussing controversial issues.  I want us to listen, ask questions, make statements.  But not be out to win an argument.  Its not about winning or losing.  Its about learning and discussion.

Now wasn’t that easy?

See, if you had just thought of this before, you would be so much more popular now instead of being avoided at parties.  Yeah, I know, its not easy.  In fact its hard.  But if you can be more Spock like, you will have a whole lot less anger, a whole lot more people willing to listen and all at the cost of a small blue pill to help your blood pressure.

I believe Primal Scream Therapy is supposed to help.

Here’s the down side to the Spock Plan.  See the frustration you would normally vent on the idiot who thinks UFO’s are running the white house, is now boiling around inside of you and causing a condition called hypertension.  (thats high blood pressure for you uneducated types.)   So here’s the solution:  You can take a little blue pill every day and it will get better OR you can start scream therapy, which is apparently effective in some cases, according to some reports, but generally not accepted by most therapists, who apparently have some kind of impossible standards in the research criteria, so we can easily ignore them.   Its mostly anecdotal evidence, but you can just take my word for it.  Here’s how it works:

  1. First you have a calm discussion with the UFO freak about his delusions.
  2. During the discussion you will learn many fascinating psuedofacts about how Obama is really possessed by Aliens.
  3. Your freaky friend will learn several fascinating facts about how to tell if UFO’s are real and where to seek counseling for his apparent delusions.
  4. You will end the discussion with a soul wrenching primal scream.
  5. Your freaky friend will no longer be interested in UFO’s in the white house, he will be worried about the piss that ran down his leg when you screamed.
  6. You will instantly relax and be able to enjoy the rest of your day.
  7. You will take the blue pill when you get into bed that evening.  (this is included to satisfy the legal dept which apparently feels that advising people to use a useless therapy to control hypertension is not really a good idea or something like that but in legalsleeze. )

No, but seriously folks:

I do mean it when I say we need to try and remove the sense of antagonism and anger from our discussions.  It clouds issues and I have noticed that when I am more emotional, I tend to throw in logical fallacies and use weak evidence to support my claim.  It undermines the correctness of my position and it is the exact same issue that drives me crazy about nonsense peddlers.

I do not mean that we should remove all emotion from our lives.  We would not be moved to involve ourselves in the debate at all if it weren’t for emotion.  Its just that Spock had a point…Ya know.

Emotions don’t belong in critical thought

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