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So tomorrow is September 11th. The media has decided to mark the day by showing lots of specials and retrospectives and whatnot. If you watch TV tomorrow, you're going to see the planes hitting the buildings every damn ten minutes.

This is appalling. It's sensationalist crap that is a disservice, not a tribute, to the victims. At least give them the option to end their mourning and move on, for crying out loud. When I die, I want my survivors to remember my life, not the way I died. Especially if it's tragic. Maybe I'm weird, but I don't think I'm completely alone on this one.

9/11/2001 was a tragedy. But it was far from our only tragedy, and certainly far from the world's only tragedy. It was an act of hatred, but there are places in the world where hatred is recurring and systematic. We could, in general, stand to get a lot more perspective.

On the other hand, if we fail to learn from this, if we fail to empathize with those who face terrorism on a weekly or daily basis rather than once, or if we fail to distinguish between evil individuals and their races or religions, that will be a tragedy far more serious than planes flying into buildings.

I pray for a diminishing of hatred. I also pray for justice, that those responsible for terror -- all terror, not just ours -- be brought to account. And I pray that this doesn't take as high a price in liberty here in the US as I fear it already has.

But I will not build a shrine to the dead, and I will not spend the day watching the carnage on infinite loop, I will not attend any of the memorial services being held around the city tomorrow, and I will not change my daily routine out of fear. Living normally is the only response that makes sense to me.

Tomorrow, God willing, I am going to go to work, study talmud with my rabbi, and socialize with friends. Just as if tomorrow were the 10th, or the 12th.

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Hello, driver of what appeared to be PAT bus #3221 on Tuesday evening. Let's talk about traffic laws.

When you are making a left turn onto a bridge with two lanes going in the direction you want to go, and the oncoming traffic is also turning onto that bridge, the usual convention around here is that you turn into the left lane and the oncoming traffic turns into the right lane. In fact, I think there are even laws about that. Have you heard of traffic laws? Indicators like a solid white line between those two lanes should be surperfluous, though note that this line was in fact present on the bridge onto which you turned yesterday.

Also, when you want to go somewhere that is already occupied by other traffic, your only real option is to wait your turn. Barreling down on cars or trying to run them off the side of a bridge is not acceptable.

Further, we have a quaint custom here called "speed limits". Yes, I know that people often exceed them, and there is an unspoken convention of permitting violations up to 10mph. Had you been going as slowly as 45mph in a 35mph zone, or had you not been trying to run innocent bystanders off the side of a bridge, I wouldn't even bother to bring this up.

You got lucky this time. First, you didn't hit anyone, and second, either PAT's database has missing entries or the driver who called to report you somehow managed to mis-remember your bus number. (She never got the route number, because she wasn't willing to chase you at 50 or 55 in a 35 zone.) So you have managed to remain anonymous, this time.

Unless, of course, one of the other eyewitnesses to your attrocious behavior was able to spot more information and call it in. It's a pity that I will never know; I would sleep better knowing that you are enrolled in a remedial-driving program.

Sincerely,
an innocent bystander with zero moving violations; bet you can't say the same

Shabbat

Jun. 17th, 2002 09:22 am
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why I hate bar mitzvahs at my shul... )

Saturday afternoon a friend of Dani's, Jessica, visited. (She lives in Ann Arbor, but was in town this weekend visiting family.) She's a law professor, and we got to hear entertaining stories of how she beats first-year students into shape. Among things, she calls on students by name to answer questions, and she has a non-obvious sorting algorithm so she will call on everyone but they won't be able to guess when their turn is likely to come up. After the first few embarrassments she finds that her students are prepared for class. (Apparently, the tendency is to skim or skip readings and not always do the homework.) She seems like a neat person; I'd never met her before. Dani met her on the net ten years ago or so; I'm not sure what newsgroup.

Jessica's specialty is copyright, which apparently is a social hazard. "Everyone" knows about copyright anf fair use and stuff and is happy to pontificate, but "almost everyone" is wrong. A lot of things just plain aren't known, Jessica said. Especially in the areas related to electronic rights (Napster et al), there is not nearly enough case law yet to know. A lot of these suits never get resolved because one party or the other runs out of money before the hearing. And in at least some cases, she said, the record companies don't own the rights they're suing other people over, because their contracts with the artists didn't provide for that possibility lo these many years ago. So the field is just a mess, and will be for a while. I'm glad that it mostly doesn't touch me at all. (Yeah, ok, I've recorded some CDs, but nobody wants to pirate my stuff and I'm not doing anything that violates the permissions I've gotten from other people.)
cellio: (lightning)
I had thought, after the incident with the bozos from Circuit City, that the worst of the power-surge recovery was past. I was so wrong. )
cellio: (lightning)
The sales person we worked with on Sunday at Circuit City was pleasant, knowledgeable, and highly competent. He went out of his way to get us what we wanted.

The delivery person who brought the new TV today was similarly pleasant and helpful. He even -- unasked -- did all the wiring to hook up two VCRs (including for tape-to-tape copy) and a DVD player. I had expected his service to end at depositing the TV on its stand.

Every single person between these two points of contact whom I encountered was an incompetent, stupid, lying bastard. The people who fancy themselves "customer support", who arrange the home delivery, are absolute scum.

No, tell us how you really feel. )
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I have a friend from high school with whom I get together from time to time. Lori and I have grown apart, but she still wants to keep this up so I go along. About 10 years ago we both worked downtown and did lunch weekly; now we get together once or twice a year. Lori used to be an evangelical Christian, to the point where I once told her that either she would stop trying to convert me or I would stop being willing to spend time with her (this was during the weekly-lunch days), and she took the hint. She's mellowed a lot since then.

She got married several years ago to Daniel, so since then the visits have included him -- and, now that I'm married, also Dani. She and Daniel are both committed Christians (specific denomination unknown to me -- they just say "Christian", and I haven't pressed it). Daniel seems like a nice person, though we don't know each other that well.

Last night we had them out for dinner, and Daniel and I got into an annoying argument about religion. (He started it.) I thought we were having one of those intellectual-style arguments where you're looking at facts and logic, but it became apparent that he was having an argument about faith and belief, and then wouldn't take hints that this was Not A Good Idea. Once I figured out what was going on I tried to change the subject and eventually just stopped responding, but even that did not get through to him. Eventually Lori told him to stop and Dani was able to redirect the conversation. I felt like a bad host, though I can't help feeling that I also had a bad guest. (I should clarify that I like Daniel, at the basic social level that we've achieved thus far. I was kind of surprised by this.)

the rest of the story )

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Over the weekend somebody shot up a local restaurant and killed three people, two adults and one 8-year-old girl. This morning's paper had a quote from the local police chief about how we have to track down and bring to justice the "evil person who killed that innocent little girl" or some such. Excuse me, but three people were killed, you know. Don't adults count?

During tragedies, a lot of people seem to ascribe much higher value to children than to adults. It pisses me off sometimes. We're all human beings, and aside from those who have ceded their basic rights (by, for example, committing violent crimes), tragedies like this are equally sad no matter who the victims are. And if you wanted to make a rational case for differential value, rather than an emotional one, I'll bet you'd find it easier to elevate the 30-year-old with a career, a spouse, and kids. But playing the who's-more-valuable game is just stupid.
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The United Way folks were here today. I decided that I dislike United Way many years ago, so I didn't go to the meeting, but I was disappointed to notice a side effect. A couple of large trays of pastries appeared in our kitchen after the meeting. These were the leftovers. So in addition to spending money on overhead, United Way also spends some of the money on food to bribe potential donors with? This is as bad as the charities who send out unsolicited T-shirts and photo albums and umbrellas (to name 3 things I have received in the last month). At least those charities are only diverting money from themselves, but it still bugs me that it's not going to the cause or necessary overhead, but to trinkets.

(Yes, I do write to most of the folks who send this kind of stuff and ask them to stop. Sometimes it works, but often it doesn't.)

This sort of thing isn't my main reason for disliking United Way, by the way. It's just a minor but visible one. I didn't like their allocation algorithm the last time I heard them explain it, and I prefer to support my causes directly and see no reason to pay for an additional layer of overhead.
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There are lots of stupid drivers out there. Locally, the three main classes of stupidity seem to be snow ("what's this stuff on the ground and why am I skidding?"), tunnels ("the mountain might fall; better slow down"), and turn signals ("I have a finite number of blinks in my life and I'm not wasting any on you"). This morning I encountered a different sort; the loser behind me didn't seem to understand that a school bus with flashing red lights trumps a green light. Sheesh. We really didn't need close to a minute of uninterrupted horn blast... (So he's not only stupid, but rude.)

I was tempted to put the car in park, saunter over to him, and explain in words of few syllables about big yellow vehicles, flashing red lights, and Pennsylvania laws on the subject -- with the goal of delaying him well past the point when the bus would have -- but I decided against.

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