Monday, July 12, 2010
And now we get serious
The Republican Party, a party who have, in the aggregate, drifted so far from their founding principles that it's hard to think of today's Neo-Conservatives as true Eisenhower or Lincoln Republicans (a heritage they readily claim, by the way), is highly volatile. Their Chairman, Michael Steele, is under siege - most recently for claiming that the war in Afghanistan was a war of Obama's choosing. Many right-wing congressmen are torn between historical allegiances (to big banks, big oil, and big business) and the recent, and rather obvious, revelations of largess, excess, and appallingly little concern for the societies in which these companies operate (Rep. Larson?).
So, as the Tea Party and the Grizzly Moms and the Restoring Honor Rally folks make more noise, I feel some concern about the things they're saying. It is clearly easier to dismiss Glenn and Sean and Rush and Sarah and the rest, rather than listen to what they preach. But then I read a column today that pulled-together a large collection of some particularly horrifying propaganda from some of the right-wing media and political leaders.
It was written by Tim Wise, who is an author, most recently of Colorblind: The Rise of Post-Racial Politics and the Retreat from Racial Equity. And his blog post at the The Red Room is simply amazing.
Black Power's Gonna Get You Sucka: Right-Wing Paranoia and the Rhetoric of Modern Racism
Adjectives to describe my reaction to this article are at once plentiful and inadequate. It's appalling and sobering and infuriating and depressing. But, perhaps you'll find it inspiring? Read, please. Then share.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Irony in Sustainability, Friday Edition
Clearly I love food, and sustainability. Equally clearly, I feel pretty strongly that making food expensive is not a great way to make it sustainable. So, then, you can understand the mixed emotions I have over the following totally awesome if it weren't $1,000 per seat event this fall.
The Heirloom Vegetable Auction at Sothebys:
"Just in time for the 2010 harvest season, Sothebys New York will host the inaugural Tri-State Heirloom Vegetable auction, The Art of Farming, on September 23, 2010. This first-of-its-kind event will celebrate edible heirlooms and the art involved in their creation."
Now, I'll admit, there's not much use in a starting a movement without wealthy patrons. Just ask GAVI, Michelangelo or the Catholic Church. And there's no better way to hook those patrons than with an exclusive event, just for them, that auctions off equally exclusive activities for their children. It's just too bad that it's so expensive that the demographic that need a food revolution the most can't afford to think about going to this event. In other words, those who can afford a seat at this event already buy hormone- and pesticide-free, locally grown food, and shop exclusively at Whole Foods. Meanwhile, the people who have to travel 50 blocks for healthy food options get another McDonalds.
What redeems this event - and I sound more negative than I feel, I'm sure - is the following:
"The Art of Farming will coincide with and kick-off the 2010 Eat Drink Local week in New York City, the annual celebration of the local food chain, co-produced by Edible magazines and GrowNYC. All proceeds from the event will benefit the GrowNYC New Farmers Development Project, which identifies, educates and supports immigrants with agricultural experience to become local producers and establish farms in the region, and The Sylvia Center, a program that inspires and teaches children to eat well through hands-on experiences at Katchkie Farm and in school and community centers all over New York City."
GrowNYC is way cool. They're the people who bring us the NYC Greenmarket. And the NYC Greenmarket kicks serious ass. Why? It provides locally grown, healthy food options smack in the middle of neighborhoods where produce is only available at the corner store. Further, you can use food stamps to purchase foods at the Greenmarket. So, again, super cool.
So, if this is how we fund THAT initiative, then I think this $1,000 per seat auction is a great idea.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Inspired by Spring
And I did go unto the Makers and make known to them my skill. Unto them, I did say: "Go forth into the land, you men and women,and gather in thine arms the golden wheat and barley of thy fields, discard the chaff, and add to it the wheat that grows red in Winter.
Mark me well when I say unto thee that ye shall add no rye to thine grains, for it is the mark of inferiority and tool of a shoddy craftsman. Instead add these grains, I tell you, to the the cool, sweet spring waters that flow forth, by the grace of Dixie, from the ground in this land. Into a large Vat shall ye pour this Holy elixir. Heat it, I say, slowly, for many days and nights. Drain ye the liquid, and pass it through yon copper tubes and pipes, heated with purifying flame. Visit the cooper, and have made a barrel of such quality, toasted to perfection, and made ready to be filled with thine Spirits. Wait now children, for the Still waters must becalm, for 10 summers. Great patience will be rewarded, I tell you.
If you do this, if you heed my words, and heed them well and true, unto thee shall be delivered the greatest of gifts: a golden ambrosia so Healthful and Right, that all shall know its power, even by scent. You shall call it: Bourbon. See ye this Mark? Affix it to thine vessels, o Makers of Dixie, that all shall know its power. In time, the people of distant lands shall hear, and perchance, even partake of your Bourbon. When they do, they will feel compelled to embark upon a Great Journey, across the mountains, from whence your sweet water flows; across the plains upon which your grains grow. To thine door, shall they Journey. And ye shall welcome them, these weary travelers, with arms and doors flung wide. Unto them shall ye say: 'Behold, road-worn traveler, the Mark of the Makers. Ye have traveled long and well, and thine deliverance is at hand. But take heed: to step through these doors and to partake of the Bourbon is to be transformed. If ye stay with us this night, on the morrow shall ye depart an agent of the Makers, burdened to spread the Gospel of the Bourbon through the land. Aye, cross this threshold and ye shall become an Ambassador.'"
And the Makers made the Bourbon, affixed their mark to the vessels, welcomed the travelers, and spread the Good News of the Bourbon far and wide. And it is good.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
It's April... Let's talk gardens
Friday, March 26, 2010
Can YOU Find the Incongruity? – Federal Student Loan Program Edition
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Gummy Glory
It's an intriguing title for an exponentially more intriguing subject. Vague enough? First, points to Nicole for exposing me to the latest glory of teh intarwebs. This is not only mind-blowing, but crazy. We could also use the title: "When is a gummy bear actually a gummy Megatron?"
Next, cue deep-voiced movie announcer guy: In a land, where snack food is king… One man is on a journey to reshape the chewy, fruit-based candy industry.
Over at the website Pimp That Snack (oh yes, that's its title), there is a magical tale. A tale of ingenuity, of dedication and of too much free time.
I implore you to read it. Now. Right here.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
When Statistics Blow Your Mind
I am an apologist for statistics. It's time for everyone to accept that. I have.
I love stats. I also fear stats. Statistics are easily manipulated – indeed, in this post-modern world one could argue that all statistics, by virtue of being measured, are manipulated. I'm sure that I'm not the first person to wonder about Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle as it relates to social indicators. Concepts like "teaching to the test" and "gaming the statistics" exist because people attempt to achieve a statistical gain – in, let's say, student intelligence as measured by a test – at the expense of meaningful advancement. It's what happens when the numbers become more important than what they try to describe.
I think the power of statistics, though, is when they help us to understand a particular dimension of a difficult or complex problem. Hidden complicating variables can obscure a seemingly obvious connection between simple events. The challenge to consider all the complicating factors is a thrilling mental puzzle. Using 14th Century England as an example – because, why not? – it would seem that the significant decline in exports witnessed in the middle of the century might be attributed to the outbreak of the Hundred Year's War. But with regression analysis, one can see that other factors include poor harvests from a changing climate and -- quite significantly -- over-taxation by the English Kings (Marriott, 1999, pg. 30).
Mostly what I love about statistics (and numbers and indicators and regressions and all of the rest of it) is that it is so interesting to find multi-dimensional connections between events or actions that seem, perhaps, intuitively related but are not proven to be related in that way. Then, with an intelligent model and some good data, suddenly everything becomes clear! It's that move -- from intuition to illustration – is where the magic is for me. It's where people have epiphanies that lead to brand-new research.
[Of course, when one suspects an intuitive link, and goes hunting for results, one will invariably suffer from confirmation bias and a myriad of other statistical ailments. Let us put those aside for another post.]
The reason I'm writing today [instead of studying for my macroeconomics midterm] is that I was recently reminded of Hans Rosling, a Swedish MD/MPH who does some pretty cool stuff at his site Gapminder. He speaks regularly to TED (the "Ideas Worth Spreading" people) about a number of global issues. In this particular video, he's discussing the relationship between HIV/AIDS prevalence and Income. I think it's a pretty good example of what happens when a compelling speaker finds persuasive data and develops a simple, elegant way to demonstrate an outcome. Essentially, this is the highest and best use of statistics, to my mind:
So carve out 10 minutes, and enjoy Hans Rosling.