Briefly

Don’t expect to see much from me this week (and I was doing so well!) as I’m currently in Charlottesville helping to facilitate the Social Change Workshop located “on grounds” at the University of Virginia. I’ve been to UVA many times and it would be fair to say that our relationship has been bittersweet — but so far the weather has been incredible and the conference has been fantastic, so perhaps this is the week I’ll finally change my tune. Back on Friday to chat about it!

Cruel and Unusual Punishment: A Book Meme

I’ve been memed again, this time by Court. It’s a book meme though and she should know better :) If you count the web I possibly read more than anyone I know, but these things made of paper that sit around and collect dust have become foreign to me in recent years. They’re heavy too — I’m pretty sure my new laptop weighs less than many of the books I own! But it’s a meme and so I shall humbly indulge my sender….

1. How many books do I own? I’d say around 200, believe it or not. All but two of them are currently located in a storage unit in Dunn Loring, and I suspect that at least two-thirds of them will never again be removed from their boxes. The remaining third typically sit on a shelf in perpetual “I’ll read it one of these days, and until then I’ll make myself look smart by having books on a shelf” mode.

2. What was the last book I bought? I too had to consult Amazon, though I was skeptical of whether Amazon even existed the last time I bought a book. Turns out the book is Quarterlife Crisis: Unique Challenges of Life in Your Twenties that I bought on February 7 because I felt guilty for not reading it after I wrote a post about it and got a bunch of questions. It’s one of the two books I carry around, and I’m on chapter two.

3. What was the last book I read? Cover to cover? Young Man Luther by Eric Erikson, which became the butt of many a joke in college. It was recommended by my AP European History teacher my senior year of high school. It was 300 pages long and I finished during my first year of grad school. In my defense, the book was dry and had a lot of psychobabble in a field I was wholly uninterested in, but one of my fatal flaws is I simply refuse to ditch things once I’ve started. It’s like walking out of a movie — once you’ve put in the time and money it had better be bad to leave early. On the other hand, maybe I’m the idiot here cause it might have been just that bad.

4. What are the five books that mean the most to me? Memory, don’t fail me now!
(1) 1984, no contest.
(2) The Case for Faith for helping me to realize that “smart” faith is still possible.
(3) Reframing Organizations, the book I took the most out of from grad school.
(4) Financial Peace. When I read it, it was the perfect book at the perfect time.
(5) The Scarlet Letter, if only because it jaded me toward classical literature from that point forward. Scarred might be an equally appropriate descriptor.

5. Tag others. I think not. The least I can do is kill this meme right here and grant others a mercy to which I was not privy. Thanks for playing.

Forgive Me for Caving

Well, a while back I promised Jacob that if I ever moved to the D.C. area, I’d grudgingly set aside my aversion to conscientious networking long enough to join Facebook and Friendster as a sort of final submission to the rampant toolery pervading my new geographical location. I haven’t worked my way up to actually inviting friends to join me yet — but if anybody sees this and wants to be a part of my (don’t laugh) social circle then feel free to send an invitation this way.

The Prototypical Whipping Boy

A consensus pick for old reliable when it comes to spotting inefficiencies, it’s just too easy to pick on Amtrak. This pathetic, government-infused sinkhole for what is supposed to pass for an indispensible national industry is hemorrhaging, and nobody seems to care. It’s on life support and nobody wants to euthanize the poor thing for fear that somebody will point a finger and cry murder.

After Congress expanded the Amtrak subsidy to $1.2 billion this year and it still lost $500 million, the President proposed cutting the entire subsidy in 2006. This stirred “protests from lawmakers representing the railroad’s heavily traveled Northeast corridor”. Hello — Northeast corridor? You probably knew this already, but thanks to Amtrak’s defunct contract negotiating skills and imbecilic incentive structure your trains are all broken.

Amtrak’s management wasn’t too happy, either:

In a letter to employees that was made public, Amtrak President and CEO David Gunn blasted the budget proposal as “irresponsible and a surprising disappointment.”

“They have no plan for Amtrak other than bankruptcy,” Gunn said.

They have no plan? Do they manage the day-to-day strategic operations of your 20,000 employee 46-state supposedly at least semi-private corporation? Mr. Gunn, what the hell are you doing over there?

Why my sudden attack on Amtrak? Actually, it’s because of an article this weekend on their defunct food service that serves as a nice complement to their entire defunct organization. Seriously, if you’ve got a dry sense of humor you’ll find it hilarious — the whole thing is practically a series of money quotes. Here are just a few:

Representative John L. Mica, Republican of Florida and a persistent critic of Amtrak, tried to illustrate the food-service problem by putting a trash can on his desk, pulling out a pile of $1 bills and counting them out, dropping two out of every three into the trash….

In 1999, in an effort to save money, Amtrak laid off its commissary workers and hired a private contractor to buy and stock the food and put it on trains. Auditors from Amtrak and the Government Accountability Office, as well as Mr. Crosbie, agreed that the contract, which expires soon, is flawed because it gives the contractor no incentive to reduce costs….

Amtrak food draws mixed reviews from customers. In Penn Station in New York on Thursday afternoon, Terry Ward, a restaurateur from Pennington, N.J., said: “Get rid of the food. I don’t go on Amtrak for food. Keep the alcohol and lose the food.”

I’m not sure how you can charge $3.25 per hot dog and $1.50 for chips and lose $83 million annually on food service alone… but I do know what you do when your business becomes synonymous with your wallet being perpetually emptied into a continuously flushing toilet. Good grief.

Comments Fixed

It’s come to my attention that my comments section has been defunct for an unknown period of time (which explains my recent reprieve from comment spam). Comments have been repaired — kindly let me know if you spot any further customer service issues!

Dumbing Down the Debate

(Not that it’s rare or anything….)

This rant is about Howard Dean.

Look, I could care less if Dr. Dean wants to bash Republicans. His rhetoric is a bit aggressive for my style — but really, did anybody think he was being elected as the public face of the DNC for any other purpose? But what you can’t do is shoot your mouth off and then get indignant when somebody tries to turn it into a story, which was presumably the whole point of shooting your mouth off in the first place.

The Post gives this account of how things started when the media showed up at the monthly meeting between Dean and Senate Minority Leader Harry Reid:

Among other things, Dean has said that he hates “Republicans and everything they stand for,” that many of them “have never made an honest living in the lives,” that House Majority Leader Tom DeLay “ought to go back to Houston where he can serve his jail sentence” and — most recently — that Republicans are “pretty much a white Christian party.” Reid invited questions from reporters.

“Have you had advice for Governor Dean about his most recent comments, sir?”

Reid replied that there isn’t anyone who hasn’t “misspoken” and recited an on-message litany of “important issues” that Democrats are committed to addressing, including the escalating costs of gasoline, health care and college tuition. “We’re here today to talk about the American people,” he said. But practically everyone else in the room wanted to talk about Howard Dean.

Okay, let’s stop right there for a second. Let’s just suppose that the master plan all along was (1) Dean says something inflammatory; (2) the media shows up in a frenzy; (3) Reid restates the Democrats’ commitment to important issues; (4) the media writes about the Democrats’ commitment to important issues. Is there anybody on the planet that actually believes that would work?

Okay, let’s assume you all answered no, and that it logically follows that Dean and Reid would have some intelligent plan for responding to the media when the above plan fell apart. This makes sense, right? I mean, these are veteran public figures with seasoned staffs behind them, right? So what actually happened? Let’s go down a bit further and read what happens when the reporters continue to ask about — surprise! — Dean’s comments:

“You know,” Dean interjected, “I think a lot of this is exactly what Republicans want, and that’s a diversion.” He bemoaned the “media circus” of the last two weeks and said that he and Reid were not concerning themselves with that — only with vital things like Social Security, national defense and jobs….

Someone asked whether Dean would “change his ways,” or if he planned to be “less confrontational in the future” or whether he “regrets” anything he has said. An aide to Reid announced that the photo op was over….

[Minority Whip Dick Durbin] chided the media for avoiding important issues in favor of trivial matters. “Please, for a minute, get to the substance,” he said to a group of reporters. “You guys should be ashamed of yourselves.”

Wait. Is the media supposed to care whether or not its questions are “exactly what Republicans want”? Is the media supposed to care whether or not its questions are “a diversion”? Are the Democrats seriously responding to their problem here?

Dean’s strategists are either seriously confused or recklessly responsive to opinion polls. According to this rather kind Time story, Dean has responded to the flurry by declaring “that his characteristic feistiness had been good marketing for the party” and also by having a private meeting with senators in which he “promised to watch himself more carefully”. A CNN piece this weekend reports Dean telling an audience: “We need to be blunt and clear about the things we’re going to fight for. I’m tired of lying down in front of the Republican machine. We need to stand up for what we believe in.” This was at the same event, by the way, where Dean also said “[t]he reason the Republicans are in trouble is because there are so many cases where they say one thing and do something else”. So by his own admission, Dean is either (a) doing what his supporters want; (b) not watching his mouth as well as he should; (c) saying whatever it takes to raise money; or (d) being victimized by the issue-avoiding media. Er… what?

The first rule of public relations crisis management is to kill the frenzy in any way possible. If that means saying “when I speak strongly that’s just who I am” then so be it. If that means apologizing then so be it. But whatever moron said “repeat litany of important Democratic issues” should be fired, because that same guy spent about 4 months last summer on the campaign trail with John Kerry and look what happened there.

Dr. Dean can complain all he wants about how nobody is paying attention to the important issues — and there’s plenty of truth to that — but until he stops pissing off the media by accusing them of creating the problem instead of managing his own crises caused by his own mouth, he’s going to get neither the support nor the coverage he needs to advance the important issues he says are being so irresponsibly ignored.

Lamentations of a Cub Fan

If this story is any indication, it sounds like the Red Sox winning the world series has seriously confused perenially-tormented Cubs fans. Money quote:

“Watching the Red Sox win was a very weird experience,” said Jim Belushi, an actor and a lifelong Cubs fan. “It was like having a neighbor win the lottery. At first you’re really happy for them because it couldn’t happen to a better guy. And then you realize that he’ll move into a bigger house in another neighborhood and you never had anything in common with him in the first place and he was really a big jerk. I mean, the Red Sox’ celebrity mascot is Ben Affleck. Doesn’t that tell you enough?”

The article primarily centers on how the currently cursed Cubs and formerly cursed Red Sox are like blood brothers, and ponders what will happen now that the latter team has been exorcised. Baseball fans should read the whole piece.

A Not-So-Zen Moment in Gender Inequality

You’ve got to check out this CNN writer’s analysis of a study on gender-based car preferences. It’s surprisingly clever and enjoyable, but far more importantly, it establishes firm proof of something many men have long suspected: women are exponentially more likely to be smoking medicinal marijuana during the act of car shopping.

Ladies: two Kias on your top ten list? The car you saw on Oprah took first place?? Two VOLKSWAGON NEW BEETLES!?!? (Sighs in disgust)

Substantive Discussion Alert

Somehow a relatively subdued post on a libertarian publicity stunt over on Jacob’s blog spiraled into a weighty discussion on the merits/drawbacks of mandatory licensure of professionals. I managed to insert myself squarely into the conversation — spending more time over there than here in fact. Feel free to check it out, and if you enjoy it you might want to visit Jacob’s follow-up post and comments as well.

Catching Up?

As someone who permanently internalizes all his tasks instead of taking days off to really escape from the world, I guess I really don’t know what it feels like to be “caught up” in life. However, I’m pleased to announce that after two weeks of trying to situate myself in the D.C. area I’m at least caught up enough to resume some semblance of a routine with respect to this website.

In other words: I no longer have a good excuse to avoid writing, and dirty emails when I fail to show up around these parts will now constitute an acceptable level of harrassment.

In this spirit of seeming back on track, please note the following updates:

(1) The blogroll on your left now more closely resembles my actual reading list, as opposed to my top 20 or whatever I put on there a year ago. It won’t perfectly match up — Bloglines is a much more effective tool for my daily use — but it’s close. (Blog owners: if we know each other but you’re in the “political” category take it as an acknowledgement of your immense popularity, not a disparagement of our friendship!)

(2) I’ve added a few limited categories for my archived posts in an effort to make finding previous posts easier as well as give a better idea as to what goes on around here. For the scorekeepers who’ve been complaining about all my Titans posts: political posts are beating Titans/sports posts by a healthy margin of 10, and cultural posts made a healthy comeback in recent months to tie sports.

(3) My travels page is now current, minus a journal entry and pictures that need to be added from my recent L.A. and San Francisco trip. Guess my move means I’m going to have to get used to writing trip entries for Nashville instead of D.C. from now on.

(4) Speaking of my move, or those who’ve been asking about my new job my personal page is now updated and describes in some fashion what I’m doing now.

Look forward to seeing you — be you actual readers or spambots — more often!

[Update 6/5/05: And about those categories… as soon as I figure out how to replace some deleted code you’ll actually be able to see what they are!]

[Update 6/6/05: Okay, categories are now up on the sidebar and in addition I’ve redesigned some of the archived pages to make the appearance more user-friendly. If anything breaks please let me know!]

Tennessee Waltz

I’ve always been a (relative) fan of Tennessee’s state government for keeping spending low, minimizing time spent on state businesss, and refusing to pass a state income tax. Unfortunately, even as they manage to accomplish so little they can’t seem to keep themselves far enough away from scandal and corruption to avoid the national limelight. Here’s the summary, from the Tennessean’s version of the story:

An undercover federal sting operation — code-named “Tennessee Waltz” — aimed at corrupt deal-making within the highest levels of state government led to a roundup yesterday of four sitting lawmakers, a former senator and two alleged bag men who face extortion, conspiracy and bribery charges that could send them to prison for years.

The primary character in the story is state Senator John Ford (D-Memphis), who has been under investigation and public scrutiny for weeks regarding allegations of improper fundraising and other improprieties. Ford resigned on Friday after being placed on house arrest.

Now here’s where it gets even better: when Ford submitted his retirement papers he also submitted paperwork to collect his pension. Based on a sliding schedule that factors in over thirty years of public service, instead of receiving the $16,500 Ford made annually as a state senator he’ll now receive $30,084 to be retired regardless of whether or not he’s convicted of a felony!

The City Paper provides additional details as to how this travesty could possibly be legal. Relevant excerpt:

Even if convicted, Ford and two other lawmakers indicted — Sen. Ward Crutchfield (D-Chattanooga) and Sen. Kathryn Bowers (D-Memphis) — would also be eligible for a lifetime pension. Crutchfield and Bowers, however, haven’t resigned.

Under state law any legislator who arrived in office after 1993 loses their benefits if convicted of a felony. State Rep. Chris Newton (R-Benton) also arrested in the FBI sting operation, wouldn’t be eligible for a pension if convicted because he didn’t begin his stint in the state House until 1994.

Good grief. And by the way, in case you were wondering how incompetent the Tennessee legislature must be to meet so little yet perpetuate such ridiculousness, here’s a summary of legislation from the state’s 104th legislative session. Even shorter version: passed no substantive bills.

At least they didn’t make things worse?

Summer of the Guy

According to this article, that’s exactly what advertisers predict. After two years of catering to the metrosexual and the politically correct, they claim, it’s time to recapture the 18-34 male demographic. If the Paris Hilton Carl’s Jr. commercial is any indication, the ad revolution has already begun.

But as favorites go, the Levi’s commercial about escaping from the metrosexuals is my clear frontrunner thus far.