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A New England Tale
Ten fifty and my neck is tired of holding my heavy head. Ten fifty one and I'm only through my second sentence. If only I could write as fast as you could read, 'twould be better for the both of us. For me, it would mean getting to bed before my wife turns off all the downstairs lights. For you, it would mean I didn't take myself to seriously as a writer. If I were a better writer you would want me to take my time. But as it stands, with my skills painfully out of sorts, any attempt toward aesthetics comes off as dull and vapid and overinflated. Keep hammering at the keys David, keep hammering at the keys.
Yes, you heard me right. I am now living in a place that has a downstairs. How came I to live in a place that has a downstairs (and thus, of course, an upstairs)? Well, sit down a second, let me tell you a story.
Once ago, just a few months back we were. Sarah and I. The boys too. Sarah and I were sitting on the couch in the apartment on the campus of Gordon Conwell Seminary. The boys were sleeping. As it stood, I would plug on ahead and get two masters degrees (Theology and Church History), the second of which I was just beginning. The first was basically through. But here was the thing: as is typical of me, I was just realizing the enormity of the task ahead. Seven classes left with one J-Term and one semester to go. That and part time job and the boys boys boys. Too much, I said. Too much. And for what? And look how much money we're spending. For what? Sarah asked. You can't just turn tail and run with half a semester invested. Good point, yes, I said. But what if I just don't want to. I'm tired of education--at least education in the form it takes here at the Conwell? What then? What then? She asked. What then? Where would we live? We've got just months to go here and what would you propose we do? And, not that this should be a big factor, but how would we explain such a thing to our friends and family. Good point, yes, good questions, I said. I do not know. I do know I am tired of this place and we are spending a lot of money to be here, and that does not make sense. No it does not, she said. Let's pray, I said. I don't know what to do. Indeed, let's pray, she said.
Twice ago now, a week or so later (the lights are going out now, Sarah is turning out the downstairs lights, eleven oh six and she is turning out the lights). Sarah put in a call to the Hamilton housing people to ask about low-income renting options. Is there section eight? She asked. No, but there are some low income renting options. And there is this other thing. There is a lottery being held next month to afford qualified low income families the opportunity to purchase newly built condos at a greatly reduced price. Really? Sarah asked.
And so we applied. The condo development was just down the road, so we went to look at them. Beautiful, they were. They were brand new, three bedroom, two-thousand square foot condos. No way, we said. Could such a thing happen?
Yes, to cut a long two months of waiting down, we did come in high enough in the drawing to make the waiting list such that two months later we received a phone call telling us we had the opportunity to buy. And so we did (ha! if only the process of buying a house was as simple as those four words, but it is not). And so, yes, I am sitting in the downstairs with the lights out.
The boys are sleeping, I am looking toward another day of working from home as a web developer (I go in about once a week)/non-profit director (for the same company)--but more on that later. This was to get the ball rolling. This was to get me typing as fast as you could read until I got so tired I had to call it quits. And this is me calling it quits.
Yes, you heard me right. I am now living in a place that has a downstairs. How came I to live in a place that has a downstairs (and thus, of course, an upstairs)? Well, sit down a second, let me tell you a story.
Once ago, just a few months back we were. Sarah and I. The boys too. Sarah and I were sitting on the couch in the apartment on the campus of Gordon Conwell Seminary. The boys were sleeping. As it stood, I would plug on ahead and get two masters degrees (Theology and Church History), the second of which I was just beginning. The first was basically through. But here was the thing: as is typical of me, I was just realizing the enormity of the task ahead. Seven classes left with one J-Term and one semester to go. That and part time job and the boys boys boys. Too much, I said. Too much. And for what? And look how much money we're spending. For what? Sarah asked. You can't just turn tail and run with half a semester invested. Good point, yes, I said. But what if I just don't want to. I'm tired of education--at least education in the form it takes here at the Conwell? What then? What then? She asked. What then? Where would we live? We've got just months to go here and what would you propose we do? And, not that this should be a big factor, but how would we explain such a thing to our friends and family. Good point, yes, good questions, I said. I do not know. I do know I am tired of this place and we are spending a lot of money to be here, and that does not make sense. No it does not, she said. Let's pray, I said. I don't know what to do. Indeed, let's pray, she said.
Twice ago now, a week or so later (the lights are going out now, Sarah is turning out the downstairs lights, eleven oh six and she is turning out the lights). Sarah put in a call to the Hamilton housing people to ask about low-income renting options. Is there section eight? She asked. No, but there are some low income renting options. And there is this other thing. There is a lottery being held next month to afford qualified low income families the opportunity to purchase newly built condos at a greatly reduced price. Really? Sarah asked.
And so we applied. The condo development was just down the road, so we went to look at them. Beautiful, they were. They were brand new, three bedroom, two-thousand square foot condos. No way, we said. Could such a thing happen?
Yes, to cut a long two months of waiting down, we did come in high enough in the drawing to make the waiting list such that two months later we received a phone call telling us we had the opportunity to buy. And so we did (ha! if only the process of buying a house was as simple as those four words, but it is not). And so, yes, I am sitting in the downstairs with the lights out.
The boys are sleeping, I am looking toward another day of working from home as a web developer (I go in about once a week)/non-profit director (for the same company)--but more on that later. This was to get the ball rolling. This was to get me typing as fast as you could read until I got so tired I had to call it quits. And this is me calling it quits.
Politics: Too Funny to Resist
By now, most of you have probably seen the Obama YouTube video that was viewed over a million times before Super Tuesday: "Yes We Can."
Now, a new one has surfaced that gives the same sort of treatment to McCain's speeches.
Enjoy.
Now, a new one has surfaced that gives the same sort of treatment to McCain's speeches.
Enjoy.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Religion and Politics: Conservatism
A NYT review of books by Michael Gerson and John Bolton:
Describing the Elephant, Michael Lind
A sampling of the Gerson section:
"Where social issues are concerned, Gerson’s heroic conservatism is actually closer to the Social Gospel Protestant tradition and its equivalents on the Catholic left than to Republican orthodoxies or to the “national greatness” declarations of the neoconservatives....As one might expect, a number of conservative reviewers have been hostile to such a point of view, and with them it is reasonable to ask why Gerson considers himself a conservative at all, inasmuch as his heroes are mostly progressives, liberals and radicals."
Describing the Elephant, Michael Lind
A sampling of the Gerson section:
"Where social issues are concerned, Gerson’s heroic conservatism is actually closer to the Social Gospel Protestant tradition and its equivalents on the Catholic left than to Republican orthodoxies or to the “national greatness” declarations of the neoconservatives....As one might expect, a number of conservative reviewers have been hostile to such a point of view, and with them it is reasonable to ask why Gerson considers himself a conservative at all, inasmuch as his heroes are mostly progressives, liberals and radicals."
Religion and Politics: Progressivism
I thought this was an interesting dual-book review from the Times about religious faith and the Democratic party:
Left Wing and a Prayer, R. Scott Appleby
Here's a sample:
"In short, the Democratic Party’s long string of counterproductive responses to the enduring influence of the religious right has had the cumulative effect of driving away any type of base with the word “faith” attached to it, and opening the door to the Republicans’ shrewd, if cynical, courting of religiously conservative white Christians. It’s been a self-defeating failure, since there are millions of moderate and progressive Christians ready to embrace a reasonable alternative...
"Are Sullivan and Dionne to be believed, or is this the triumph of wishful thinking over political reality?"
Left Wing and a Prayer, R. Scott Appleby
Here's a sample:
"In short, the Democratic Party’s long string of counterproductive responses to the enduring influence of the religious right has had the cumulative effect of driving away any type of base with the word “faith” attached to it, and opening the door to the Republicans’ shrewd, if cynical, courting of religiously conservative white Christians. It’s been a self-defeating failure, since there are millions of moderate and progressive Christians ready to embrace a reasonable alternative...
"Are Sullivan and Dionne to be believed, or is this the triumph of wishful thinking over political reality?"
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Help Me with My Writing Goals and You Could Win a Valuable, Signed First Edition!*
The personal update genre has gotten a fair bit of attention on this blog. We’ve had posts about weddings, children, travel, new houses… even TEFKAMS gets into the act every now and then (though he has been somewhat cagy about the actual details of his own personal life, I’ve noticed. Is there a Mrs. TEFKAMS, for instance? A significant other? Or even, heaven forbid, TEFKAMS progeny?). But, I’ve noticed that we don’t often speak about our professional lives; you know, the things we actually spend most of our waking hours doing. You might consider this post an experiment in this “professional update” genre. If discussion of these things interests you, feel free to contribute accounts of your own professional life, goals, observations, etc. If it doesn’t, I’m sure I can rustle up a YouTube video for your entertainment. Just let me know.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. I’m not writing today about my career goals, or why I do the things that I do, or any of that meta-theoretical stuff. That’s an interesting discussion for another day. No, today I want to be very practical. As you know, I am currently writing. Quite a lot, actually. Scripts for NPR, a dissertation, papers to present at conferences, articles to publish… It never ends. Some days I can sit down and produce pages of prose, volumes of verbosity, a welter of words, even (these are the sort of lame, alliterative phrases I’d cut out of my “real” writing). Others days, I can’t. It just doesn’t happen.
I’ve been reading recently that the best writers treat their writing as a discipline—something that improves with daily practice (like running, lifting weights, or golf, for instance). Inspired by this, I’ve decided to use the month of February to cultivate this discipline, to find out what would happen if I actually did write every day, instead of just when I have a deadline looming. What will happen? I have no idea. I’ll post regular updates to let you know how this little experiment progresses.
To be specific, here are my writing goals for February (the procedures for the experiment, if you will):
*Of my dissertation. It will be signed. But perhaps not that valuable.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. I’m not writing today about my career goals, or why I do the things that I do, or any of that meta-theoretical stuff. That’s an interesting discussion for another day. No, today I want to be very practical. As you know, I am currently writing. Quite a lot, actually. Scripts for NPR, a dissertation, papers to present at conferences, articles to publish… It never ends. Some days I can sit down and produce pages of prose, volumes of verbosity, a welter of words, even (these are the sort of lame, alliterative phrases I’d cut out of my “real” writing). Others days, I can’t. It just doesn’t happen.
I’ve been reading recently that the best writers treat their writing as a discipline—something that improves with daily practice (like running, lifting weights, or golf, for instance). Inspired by this, I’ve decided to use the month of February to cultivate this discipline, to find out what would happen if I actually did write every day, instead of just when I have a deadline looming. What will happen? I have no idea. I’ll post regular updates to let you know how this little experiment progresses.
To be specific, here are my writing goals for February (the procedures for the experiment, if you will):
- Get up at 4:30 every weekday morning.
- Write 4 pages of academic material every weekday (dissertation, conference paper, abstract, article, etc.).
- Write 3 NPR scripts every week.
*Of my dissertation. It will be signed. But perhaps not that valuable.
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Evangelicals in the NYT
I just read an interesting op-ed by Nicholas Kristof in the Times about the changing shape of evangelical politics. I have to say I took some hope from this. Some of it I knew already, but I was surprised to see what topped the list of "issues" in the CBS poll.
Kristof.
Kristof.
Saturday, February 02, 2008
The Just, by Jorge Luis Borges
A man who cultivates his garden, as Voltaire wished.
He who is grateful for the existence of music.
He who takes pleasure in tracing an etymology.
Two workmen playing, in a cafe in the South, a silent game of chess.
The potter, contemplating a color and a form.
The typographer who sets this page well, though it may not please him.
A woman and a man, who read the last tercets of a certain canto.
He who strokes a sleeping animal.
He who justifies, or wishes to, a wrong done him.
He who is grateful for the existence of Stevenson.
He who prefers others to be right.
These people, unaware, are saving the world.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Disregard II
I'm having a heck of a time posting the wrong things on the wrong blogs. What a nightmare!
Isn't there some way to just delete an entire post?
Isn't there some way to just delete an entire post?
Politics and Religion
I know there are two topics that friends are not supposed to discuss if they want to remain friends, but, since we talk religion all the time, I figure it's no big risk to bring politics in behind it. Anyways, here is my plea from a late-primary state to those of you who have super-Tuesday primaries.
This should be no surprise: I want to encourage you to vote in the primary for Barack Obama. There are a number reasons based in foreign and domestic policy that make me support Obama, but here is the main reason-- the core reason-- that I support him (have supported him for about a year now) and think that you should also. This text appears at the top of the screen on Barack Obama's website: "I'm asking you to believe. Not just in my ability to bring about change in Washington... I'm asking you to believe in yours." It is, I know, a little cheesy, but it represents a view of politics and national potential that places the burden of hope-- and thereby earns the right to hope-- on the nation as a whole, on the citizens, on the people, and not on his own shoulders, however capable. He does not claim that he can change the country for us (none of the "stand up for me in the ballot box and I'll stand up for you" tripe); he stands as a voice calling us to live up to our own potential, to listen to our own consciences, to dare to believe in our own ideals. Change in this country, movement towards equality and justice and freedom, will not (cannot) come from the government or the "halls of power"; it must come from the people, our effort, our sacrifices. Barack understands that. He understands the necessity of inspiring the American people to work for justice. He understands that this government of the poeple will only work for the people when it is led by the people.
I know we don't normally talk politics on the blog, but I do feel the urgency of this moment (to paraphrase Dr. King), and for the first time in my life I want to vote for a candidate and not just against their opponent. If you are voting in a Democratic primary, your vote would be well used in support of Barack. I will be voting for him in Texas, but they don't let us vote until mid-March. Even those of you who are Republicans-- I think you should consider crossing over for the primary and voting for a candidate who takes such a sincerely inspiring and sincerely moral position. We all know how rare that is in American politics.
http://www.barackobama.com/
This should be no surprise: I want to encourage you to vote in the primary for Barack Obama. There are a number reasons based in foreign and domestic policy that make me support Obama, but here is the main reason-- the core reason-- that I support him (have supported him for about a year now) and think that you should also. This text appears at the top of the screen on Barack Obama's website: "I'm asking you to believe. Not just in my ability to bring about change in Washington... I'm asking you to believe in yours." It is, I know, a little cheesy, but it represents a view of politics and national potential that places the burden of hope-- and thereby earns the right to hope-- on the nation as a whole, on the citizens, on the people, and not on his own shoulders, however capable. He does not claim that he can change the country for us (none of the "stand up for me in the ballot box and I'll stand up for you" tripe); he stands as a voice calling us to live up to our own potential, to listen to our own consciences, to dare to believe in our own ideals. Change in this country, movement towards equality and justice and freedom, will not (cannot) come from the government or the "halls of power"; it must come from the people, our effort, our sacrifices. Barack understands that. He understands the necessity of inspiring the American people to work for justice. He understands that this government of the poeple will only work for the people when it is led by the people.
I know we don't normally talk politics on the blog, but I do feel the urgency of this moment (to paraphrase Dr. King), and for the first time in my life I want to vote for a candidate and not just against their opponent. If you are voting in a Democratic primary, your vote would be well used in support of Barack. I will be voting for him in Texas, but they don't let us vote until mid-March. Even those of you who are Republicans-- I think you should consider crossing over for the primary and voting for a candidate who takes such a sincerely inspiring and sincerely moral position. We all know how rare that is in American politics.
http://www.barackobama.com/
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Zotero
A quick caveat: those of you who do research online may find this as interesting as I do. Those of you who don't will not care (but then again, you're not even reading this anymore, so I guess this disclaimer is unnecessary).
I am auditing a seminar on the digital humanities this semester, and coming into contact with a bunch of tools and other technical wizardry that I never knew existed. Some of them are quite useful. A case in point: Zotero. From their website:
I am auditing a seminar on the digital humanities this semester, and coming into contact with a bunch of tools and other technical wizardry that I never knew existed. Some of them are quite useful. A case in point: Zotero. From their website:
Zotero is an easy-to-use yet powerful research tool that helps you gather, organize, and analyze sources (citations, full texts, web pages, images, and other objects), and lets you share the results of your research in a variety of ways. An extension to the popular open-source web browser Firefox, Zotero includes the best parts of older reference manager software (like EndNote)—the ability to store author, title, and publication fields and to export that information as formatted references—and the best parts of modern software and web applications (like iTunes and del.icio.us), such as the ability to interact, tag, and search in advanced ways. Zotero integrates tightly with online resources; it can sense when users are viewing a book, article, or other object on the web, and—on many major research and library sites—find and automatically save the full reference information for the item in the correct fields. Since it lives in the web browser, it can effortlessly transmit information to, and receive information from, other web services and applications; since it runs on one’s personal computer, it can also communicate with software running there (such as Microsoft Word). And it can be used offline as well (e.g., on a plane, in an archive without WiFi).Enjoy.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Dmitri's choice
Here is a link to an article on Slate about Vladimir Nabokov's final manuscript... and whether or not his son will burn it according to his father's final wishes.
Dmitri's Choice
A sample:
"Here is your chance to weigh in on one of the most troubling dilemmas in contemporary literary culture. I know I'm hopelessly conflicted about it. It's the question of whether the last unpublished work of Vladimir Nabokov, which is now reposing unread in a Swiss bank vault, should be destroyed—as Nabokov explicitly requested before he died."
Dmitri's Choice
A sample:
"Here is your chance to weigh in on one of the most troubling dilemmas in contemporary literary culture. I know I'm hopelessly conflicted about it. It's the question of whether the last unpublished work of Vladimir Nabokov, which is now reposing unread in a Swiss bank vault, should be destroyed—as Nabokov explicitly requested before he died."
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Cosmology and You
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/01/15/science/15brain.html?_r=2&8dpc&oref=slogin&oref=slogin
Interesting article. Anybody have any thoughts about it?
Interesting article. Anybody have any thoughts about it?
Monday, January 14, 2008
The reminder
Since we're kind of content-starved here, I thought I'd take this opportunity to self promote again by hyping my spectacular Blog Aeijtzsche pronounced "H"
If you were a fan of, say, Aeijtzsche & H Hitt Facktoreeee, you may be pleased to learn that I've been posting quite a few songs of my own composition on this blog, that are closer in spirit to that than anything I've done for a while.
I'm writing a musical of sorts, so most of the songs are parts of a story. But there are stand alone songs too. Steve Hunter, if you're reading this, I wish you were here to input your 2 cents and provide your patience for the minutia of programming and sequencing and such.
It's also a very confessional blog, so if you like reading about skeletons in people's closets, my blog is for you.
Anyway, I really do desperately want attention, so I feel the need to overpromote my blog. Forgive me. Or better yet, become a regular reader of the blog and comment a lot so I feel important!
Thanks!
If you were a fan of, say, Aeijtzsche & H Hitt Facktoreeee, you may be pleased to learn that I've been posting quite a few songs of my own composition on this blog, that are closer in spirit to that than anything I've done for a while.
I'm writing a musical of sorts, so most of the songs are parts of a story. But there are stand alone songs too. Steve Hunter, if you're reading this, I wish you were here to input your 2 cents and provide your patience for the minutia of programming and sequencing and such.
It's also a very confessional blog, so if you like reading about skeletons in people's closets, my blog is for you.
Anyway, I really do desperately want attention, so I feel the need to overpromote my blog. Forgive me. Or better yet, become a regular reader of the blog and comment a lot so I feel important!
Thanks!
Thursday, January 10, 2008
The Politics of TEFKAMS
AAAAHHHHH!!!!! I took Andy's advice and answered those questions. What's the deal?? I make Fred Thomson look like a peacenik!!! What's a guy got to do to find a decent candidate? You know, one that shares his values and whatnot?!?!?!? AAAAHHHHH!!!!! I guess I'll have to throw my (quite powerful) support behind old Fred. But I'll only do it if he uses that Law and Order doink doink sound when he debates. DOINK DOINK
AAAHHHH!!!!!!
WHITE HOUSE, HERE WE COME!!!!
Mapping the Political Landscape
Hey, you there! Remember when we used to post to this blog? Share funny stories, argue with Grady and Coye and Ryan about things important and things not so important? Yeah, I miss that.
Just for fun, I filled out the series of questions on electoralcompass, which then plotted my range of responses on a graph to suggest which political candidate I ought to support. No big surprises here. More moderate than Coye, less than Dusty (yes, you are my political landmarks).
Happy 2008.
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