Senseless criticism

I saw this posted over on Facebook today, on a fan page called “Being Liberal.”

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What caught my attention was the prominent picture of the Salt Lake temple of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, of which I happen to be a member. There were 3,191 comments when last I checked and the debate was in large part your typical flame war between believers and anti-religionsists.

My response at the Facebook page was as follows:

“A picture of this nature is disingenuous and divisive by nature because it cannot convey even a fraction of the big picture. If, for example, you were to put the dollar value of such structures in a chart next to the dollar value of aid rendered by the organization to the disadvantaged or suffering throughout the world, and then in a third column, the dollar value of personal contributions and charitable service to society made by those who belong to your group, that might actually have some statistical value. Since such comparisons are impossible to quantify, the picture has relatively little empirical value other than to engender bitter polemics. If we were to reduce the massive expenditure down to the least common denominator, one could argue that it’s immoral to have a banana for breakfast when millions in Africa have none. One could create a similar montage of vast expenditures by secular organizations and make exactly the same point, so for me the net impact of the picture is an ill-advised and baseless attack on religion for no other reason than a personal bias.”

At the same page, I found this image:

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Once again, the LDS Church is targeted. Granted, the conference center (pictured) may have cost more than $350 million to build. At the same time, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints as an organization has donated more than $1 billion in cash and material assistance to 167 different countries in need of humanitarian aid since it started keeping track in 1985, and this is over and above the charitable efforts of its individual members. And from the pulpit pictured above is broadcast to the world on a regular basis messages of hope, of faith, of goodness, of charity, and of service, messages which inspire Church members to live lives in harmony with the teachings of the historical Jesus.

For the sake of comparison, the Palace of the Parliament in Bucharest, Romania, built by the avowed atheist and communist  Nicolae Ceauşescu, is estimated to have cost over €3 billion.

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There’s a better way to spend one’s energy than tearing down organizations that do a lot of good, simply because one doesn’t happen to ascribe to the philosophy or theology upon which they are based. From a social standpoint, there is nothing intrinsically wrong with either faith or atheism – both systems are capable of tremendous human good and tremendous douchebaggery. Quiet service and the creation of positive energy trumps the public mockery of the beliefs of others any day – at least in my book.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

YouTube gives me the nasty.

Hqiz. Got a notification today that a video I posted was removed pursuant to a copyright claim.

I found it here: It’s the third one down.

According to the info on the page where I found it, the ad is in the public domain, so I put it up in good faith.

Someone else thinks it’s not, so I have a strike on my account. I hate legalese, I hate attorneys, I hate the whole copyright madness. Someone might simply have sent me a polite note requesting the movie be removed, but no – I get all this garbage:

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I’ve sent an email requesting clarification to the claimant whose email address was provided – I hope they have the decency to respond.

Gah. Dealing with corporate legal hqiz is so unpleasant.

GPS Voices I Wish I Had

I love my Prius, but the GPS voice is pretty mechanical. Better than your average female generated voice, but still pretty sterile. My Droid is even worse.

If I could wave my magic wand, I’d have the following voices on my GPS to choose from (with appropriate personality, as well, if applicable)

1. James Earl Jones

“Alert all commands. Calculate every possible destination along the last known trajectory.”

2. Alan Rickman

“So like your father. Go back to Exit 29 and try it again, you pathetic fool.”

3. Leonard Nimoy

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“Fascinating choice, but illogical for the destination you have selected.”

4. Katherine Hepburn

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“Damn it, you’re not listening to me.”

5. Frank Oz

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“Pig-headed, this one is.”

6. Cary Grant

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“Maybe if you lightened up you could find the right exit without asking ‘permesso’. ”

7. Patrick Stewart

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“Set course for I-15 South. Engage.”

8. Peter Lorre

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“If you make another wrong turn, you shall make me very angry.

9. Clint Eastwood

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“Just try turning there. Go ahead, make my day.”

10. Robert Eddison

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“You chose… poorly.”

Of course, there are so many others. I realize the ladies are woefully under-represented in the list above, but I just had to choose from the ones I thought would be the funniest. Some voices have no particular characterization, but would be just plain awesome to listen to, such as Daniel Schorr, go ndéanai Día trocaire air, or the archetypical yiddische mama (“I told you to turn on 49th street, but did you listen to me? No, that’s fine, just go on about your merry way, I’ll be all right…”)

Whatever the case, GPS voices could be a lot more entertaining than they are today.

Spoken, the Old Wolf has.

Daniel Pinkwater – Just the Fundamentals

A friend of mine posted a scanned image of this essay on Facebook; fortunately her scan was sufficient to run through ReadIris and convert it to text. It’s taken from Daniel Pinkwater’s book “Fish Whistle,” and I share it here because it’s a great essay, and because I love Mr. Pinkwater’s writing (and his voice, being a long-time listener and contributor to NPR). It’s ©1990 Addison-Wesley, but I’m hoping this would fall under the “free advertising” rubric and not attract any attorneys hungry for billable hours. If the copyright owners object to its presence here, a friendly comment will be sufficient for its removal.


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Just the Fundamentals

Daniel Pinkwater

I’D LIKE to say a word in favor of fundamentalists. They’re getting a bad rap.

The dictionary says that fundamentalism is a movement in twentieth-century Protestantism emphasizing as fundamental the literal inerrancy of the Scriptures, the second coming of Jesus Christ, the virgin birth, and so on. Also a movement or attitude similar to Protestant Fundamentalism.

I don’t happen to subscribe to any of those beliefs, but it’s a point of view, and some of the people I’ve encountered whose point of view it is are very nice people.

The bad rap comes from a confusion of fundamentalism and fanaticism. “Moslem fundamentalists meaning terrorists did thus and so,” the media will report. Most all, if not all, Moslems are fundamentalists-that doesn’t mean they all want to blow people up.

I hear from fundamentalists-kids and adults-in my role as an author of children’s books. I hear from bigots and fanatics too but they’re not automatically the same people.

Here’s a case that comes up from time to time: I’ll get a letter from a kid, or a class, commending me for not using profanity in books I write. Sometimes, there’s an explicit religious connection made, sometimes not. Sometimes the letter comes from a religious school.

I write back to the kid or the class, and explain that I do not, as a rule, use vulgar language in books I write for kids as a matter of choice and preference-but that I would not hesitate to use it if the story called for it. For example, if I wrote a character who cussed-I’d have him cuss. It wouldn’t bother me.

I go on to explain that it’s a good idea to be able to distinguish between polite and impolite language, and to try to respect people’s sensibilities-but that I do not believe that words have power within themselves, and by making a special case of certain words and expressions, we imbue them with a power they should not have.

I tell them that I use vulgar language around the house, and when I’m alone, I use nothing else.

Then I suggest-now get this-that maybe they’d like to show my letter to their teacher, pastor or parents, and maybe have a discussion with them, or their class, and compare their ideas on the subject with mine.

And they do it! What do you think of that? These fundamentalist kids, or their teacher, will write back to me and say that they had an interesting talk based on my letter. I don’t expect anyone changes their basic views – but they’re willing to take a look at mine,

They’re not so bad.

Of course, I’m not talking about the educator from down south who accused me of being a Satanist because I wrote a story about a werewolf-but that guy would be a pain in the posterior whatever he believed.


The Old Wolf has spoken.

Saltair, ca. 1900

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The first Saltair pavilion in Utah, around 1900. Several resorts have borne the name over time.

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“No scenic wonder on the American continent is better known than the Great Salt Lake, “the dead sea of America,” eighty miles long and forty miles wide, lying a short distance west of the city of Salt Lake.
Here above the surface of the briny waves, on great pilings stands famous Saltair – the immense, picturesque pleasure resort, visited annually by hundreds of thousands of tourists from every country in the world.
No stop-over at Salt Lake is complete without a trip to the Dead Sea of the New World – to Saltair where you can float like a cork on the salt-laden waters of the Great Salt Lake. Sink? You can’t!
The waters of the Great Salt Lake contain 22 per cent salt, creating a buoyancy that keeps you on top of the waves without any effort on your part. No bathing anywhere in the world is more healthful, refreshing or invigorating. Every provision has been made for your comfort, pleasure and amusement. A maze of never-ending attractions! Every hour – every minute – something doing at SALTAIR!
Splendid ship cafe; city prices.

Trains every 45 minutes from Saltair depot. Fare, Round trip, 25¢

From the above brochure. Of note: third from front on the right, and fourth from front on the left, are my grandparents – Delbert M. and Frances Rogers Draper. This would date the photo above to around 1912, the date of their marriage.

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As the Wikipedia article mentions, the resort has had a checkered history, but in its heyday was one of the premier tourist wonders of the nation.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

 

Mamihlapinatapei

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Found this lovely picture over at Frog Blog, and thought immediately of the Yaghan language of Tierra del Fuego. They have a word in their language which is classified by the Guinness Book of World Records as the most succinct and one of the most difficult to translate.

Mamihlapinatapei (or mamihlapinatapai) means “a look shared by two people, each wishing that the other will offer something that they both desire but are unwilling to suggest or offer themselves.” In other words, “we both want this like crazy, but I’m sure as hqiz not going to be the first one to make a move.”

There are many other words like this in other languages, and I’ll toss one out occasionally. I love languages and language oddities, and this one is one of my favorites.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

Warning: Facebook’s Mobile Photo Sharing

With little or no fanfare (as usual), a recent change to Facebook’s iPhone and Android mobile apps will forever change the way people share photos and the way Facebook finds out where you are and what you are doing.

Here’s a screen grab from my Android phone, just a few minutes ago.

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With an innocent-looking “Start Now” button and the very misleading[1] insinuation that your friends are doing this, Facebook is trying to corral you into sharing every photo you take with your mobile device onto its cloud-based, minable storage. Just two taps, and the last 20 photos you have taken with your phone or tablet, and every image thereafter, will be automatically uploaded to Facebook’s cloud storage. Including photos that you never, ever ever ever ever ever want anyone to see. What kinds of photos those might be I will leave up to your individual imaginations.

Be aware of these things:

  1. Your photos will only be visible to others if you explicitly share them
  2. Whether shared or not, Facebook will be able to mine your geolocation data (if you have not purposely disabled that feature), meaning they will have a good idea of where you are at any given time, what stores you are close to, and what ads they wish you to see.
  3. Given the ability of Google to identify photos (think of Google’s image search or Google Goggles), along with facial-recognition software, Facebook would very feasibly have the ability to automatically identify and tag your friends in photos that get sent to its database. You may have to authorize those tags to be visible, but doing that for you without your permission seems to me a gross violation of privacy.

You can read more about this over at TechCrunch. I’m not going to insist you “like and share” this, because I think that’s obnoxious – but I felt that folks should know about this new “feature.”

The Old Wolf has spoken.


[1] Yes, these three friends do share photos on Facebook. They are probably not, however, using this “insta-share” feature.