Saturday, October 3, 2009

Abducted

The other evening, I went to see "The Abduction from the Seraglio" with the parents.

The opera performance was excellent. You know, Jay Nordlinger and recently David Pryce-Jones have all complained about directors "reworking" old productions, staging them in times where they don't belong, politicizing works of art that need no additional political baggage. Fortuantely, none of these attributes reared their head for this performance. This was Mozart as close to what Mozart probably intended as you could possibly get in this day and age. The costumes were traditional, the noble man from Italy was wearing garb suitable for a noble man in Mozart's day, you know jacket and pantaloons, a pony-tail with a tie in the back. The ladies were wearing the big ornate dresses and even wigs. The Pasha was wearing, well, Pasha clothing. There were no Nazi uniforms or nude women or orgy scenes. Excellent.

And the music itself was even good. I have to admit, however, that the orchestra had a bit of a muted sound throughout the first act, and the singing was good, but nothing absolutely exceptional. I'd say that in some of the arias, they perhaps took more of the repeats than were absolutely necessary. You don't realize it the recording I have, but they have pared it down from what must have been written originally. I guess Mozart needed filler so he just put in that extra repeat symbol a few extra times.

However, in the second act, things picked up dramatically after Constanze's big aria, "Tutte le torture." I am personally not sure if there was some change in the orchestra, the conducting, or if it is simply the score itself, but the opera became immensely more exciting and engaging at that point. Perhaps it takes the threat of death and torture to bring out the really best. (For those with my music collection, there's a recording of Maria Callas performing this very aria at the Dallas Opera house as part of her rehearsal to her US premier, in Dallas.) The singing was great. Sure, no one was Maria Callas, but still excellent. Ok, so maybe Constanze had a few bobbles in the Queen-of-the-Night style sections, but I wouldn't say it greatly detracted from the experience.

Oh, and one last thing, they chose to do all of the singspiel in English. This was perhaps the largest change that they made, but I thought it was appropriate. I mean, they are just blabbering in German in the original, why not put it in English for everyone to understand. It's much better than following along with subtitles.



On another note completely, did I mention that I was in Colorado just over two weeks ago? Sorry. I think that my receiver was in quite a happy place here in the Front Range, just outside Denver.



Does it get much better than that?

Friday, August 28, 2009

Shabbat Reading


I completely agree with Spengler on this point

My thoughts on this week's parsha. Hope the link works. 

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

I like Barbecue

so I appreciate this. Found on the First Things website. 

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

...and we're back.



Taking responsibility for your own education. I've been trying to do this, and that is why Amazon is its own section in my personal budget plan. 

I used to think I was in good snooty company in my enjoyment of Brideshead, but it turns out there's an even snootier circle looking down on us in our relatively poor taste.  Don't know if I'm currently ascending or descending in literary snootiness with this discovery.

Is every single "issue" going to be seen through the prism of Heschel's work with MLK? One of the rabbi's on the Obama conference call quoted Heschel, as well. In my time at HUC, I don't think I've ever heard a sermon in which the rabbi quoted any major Reform theologian besides Heschel - one never hears a quote from, say, Emil Fackenheim. How about a little diversity

But some, I suspect are critical of any discussion on such issues as being "political," defining anything political as being outside the religious concerns of the Jewish community and/or the concerns Jews have on the High Holy Days. At the root of many of these criticisms is the question of whether we, as Jews, should engage in social justice advocacy work in the first place." 
Ok, define what exactly you mean by "social justice advocacy work" and then we can go from there. Are the politics of third-party based health insurance companies really about social justice? Thomas Sowell, in one of his books, has pointed about the inherent meaninglessness of the term "social justice." All justice is social. Can one have justice if one is stranded on a deserted island? 
•"Doing God's work in making a better, more just, more compassionate world for all - including the poor, the weak, the sick, the children, the elderly, the widow and the orphan - has been a profoundly religious obligation for the Jewish people for 3,000 years." I agree, and that's why people should be upset about Obama putting a cap on the amount that one can get a tax deduction for charitable donations. 
"Each of the factual errors reported about the call is minor, but in the aggregate they reflect an antagonism toward the President that seems unrelated to the issues we face collectively, both as Jews and as Americans. " Actually, some of my antagonism toward the President IS directly related to the issues we face collectively - especially as a Jew. Re: Mary Robinson, pronouncements on the settlements, etc. 
"Finally, Mr. Troy offered a confusing criticism of the President's quoting from the U'netana Tokefprayer, a central liturgical prayer of the High Holy Days. Again, the President used it authentically and effectively, correctly noting that during these holidays and in this prayer, Jews acknowledge that, in matters of life and death, God is the ultimate judge. Yet the President noted that Jewish tradition teaches we are God's partners in preserving life and delaying death. " Gee I wish that's what the President said  - "Partners in preserving life and delaying death." But it's just not. Now might one wish there was a better public recording of what was said on that call? 
"As is always the case with our annual High Holy Days calls, this call was meant to be off the record, exclusively for rabbis. Regrettably, a few critics drew from the limited "tweets" on rabbis' personal Twitter accounts." 'Regrettably?' Who regrets it? Saperstein? How can he regret something that other people did? Do the critics regret drawing on those tweets? I doubt that. Also, there is a difference between the terms "off the record" and "exclusive," but here he implies that they are somehow synonymous. In any case, the only word I heard was "private" which has no clear legal meaning.
" The bottom line is that the President spoke in strong moral terms, referencing Jewish themes and ideas in a manner that showed deep knowledge, respect, interest and understanding of our tradition and our values. It was a moving experience for me - and I suspect for almost every rabbi on the call." So, if someone uses Jewish and "moral terms" (whatever those are?) then it's okay, whatever the argument? Hope my professors go for that one too - just stick all the right vocab words in the essay and I'm good to go. Er...good call on that "almost" there in the last sentence. 




Parental Units invade Cincinnati!



Here we have documentation of:
1. Mom and me in front of the historic Plum Street Temple. 
2. Dad and me enjoying the beautiful gardens of Cincinnati's Ault Park.
3. Dad and me in my kitchen after services and before Friday night dinner. Notice the gorgeous challah that Mom brought from her own kitchen, and Dad's outstanding patriotic bow tie.

We all had a great visit. The parentals got a tour of HUC, we enjoyed walking to the local UDF (United Dairy Farmers - like the socialist version of the monarchial Dairy Queen, I guess); and Dad got blessed with all the other "August birthday kids" at Friday night services. 


Saturday, August 1, 2009

Nothing Like the Desert

I returned to the San Xavier Mine this past week for more measurements. Most things went well.
One of the antennas setup on the surface.

Antenna 150 feet down.

Phil, mine manager, operating the hoist with all our stuff on it.

We finished with a little time to spare so we went for a hike in the nearby Santa Catalina mountains.

•What's that place you are going, HAARP? Just like
HAART. This is where I'm headed this afternoon.

•I did finish reading Bing West's account of the War in Iraq, The Strongest Tribe. Excellent account of the the war through 2008. I was struck by a few things, namely the strong difference between administrative goals of the White House and the military goals, procedures and achievements at the beginning of the war. Furthermore, it is impressive to hear how the US armed forces were able to turn around their entire tactic in a short amount of time, and that has made all the difference in their success with defeating insurgents. Well done, well worth reading.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Weaponized Hurricanes!


What Dave does, and where he's headed tomorrow, actually -apparently along with "throngs" of other physics students each summer? I asked him about this (a quote from the article) and he said, "Yeah, all ten of us..." Posted it for ya, dude. 

I've been reading another Leon Kass book. This one, Toward a More Natural Science, was written quite a while ago, 1985. He mainly addresses issues of bioethics - genetic manipulation and research, in vitro and test-tube babies, how long to prolong life, etc. His overall approach is probably summed up here: "I wish to suggest that before deciding what to do, one should try to understand the implications of doing or not doing. The first task, it seems to me, is not to ask 'moral or immoral' or 'right or wrong?" but to try to understand fully the meaning and significance of the proposed actions." Agreed. Several other times he indicates that his feeling about much scientific research (especially the bio-medical field) is that it is racing ahead without any direction or reflection. So, like any good Jewish discussion, this book gives the reader many more questions than answers - but they are very good and instructive questions. Maybe there's something in all of these book for my High holiday sermons. Hah!

"And now for something completely different" I'm going to try to read Julia Child's My Life in France - while I wait for Elie Wiesel's book on Rashi to come, and before Mom comes to visit and I pass the JC to her. 

Links, of varied topics:

Dave is further ahead in West's book, and apparently it's a page-turner. 


The Israel Test.  "Do you admire and emulate excellence and accomplishment, even if it excels your own? Or do you envy and resent it? And try to tear it down?"




Monday, July 27, 2009

Remember my buffet of books? 

Over the weekend I finished Leon Kass's The Hungry Soul: Eating and the Perfection of our Nature. I'd highly recommend this as a first Kass book to read because - 1) it's his shortest 2) food is almost always a naturally enjoyable topic 3) it gives a sampling of the way Kass does philosophy without getting too far into the weeds, as happens in the book of his that I'm now reading - Toward a More Natural Science. 

The way that humans eat is, indeed, pretty striking when compared with any other member of the animal kingdom. And Kass proposes that the way we eat - our customs, taste preferences, manners, preparation, etc - can tell us much about our humanity. We enjoy good conversation with our food. We take time to prepare it (bread, for example, which is often synonymous with food). We bring the food to our mouths, rather than bringing our faces down to it. All of these things were fascinating as Kass brought them to my attention. 

I also like how he hits hard on the necessity and benefit of good manners and conversation skills. "Far from being an escape from the serious demands of life, witty and convivial dining - a species of high play - pays tribute to the meaningfulness of human life and its possibilities for community, freedom, and nobility - all in the act of sustaining life through nourishment. Further, the detachment needed for wit and laughter is akin to that needed for seeking truth, and the free play of the mind in conversation often provides food for deeper thought."

And: "Not surprisingly, incivility, insensitivity, and ingratitude learned at the family table can infect all other aspects of one's life. Conversely, good habits and thoughtful attitudes regarding food and eating will have far-reaching benefits. Self-restraint and self-command, consideration for others, politeness, fairness, and the art of friendly conversation, enrich and ennoble all of human life...A blessing offered over the meal still fosters a fitting attitude toward the world, who gracious bounty is available to us and not because we merit it..."

Food for thought. Har. Well, someone was going to say it at some point, anyway. Dr. Kass makes great points. 

Dr. Kass does delve briefly into "sanctified eating," that is, laws of kashrut. There is not much in that chapter that was new or surprising to me (though, again, I didn't disagree with any of it). That's probably because I had read these two articles at some point, and there is much in between the three discussions that is very similar. The second one even quotes Kass's book extensively, and approvingly. 


More links? Okay. 

Terry Teachout wrote an opera? Who's going to write the review? 




Friday, July 24, 2009


A perfect morning: Finally the sun came out (where be my summer? Newport doesn't exactly have my version of Beach Weather, eithe) and I got in a beautiful walk, then got to sit on my balcony and pick from a veritable buffet of excellent books: Leon Kass's The Hungry Soul, Robert Altar's The David Story, and maybe some of Jonah Goldberg's Liberal Fascism that I have been perusing over dinner lately. 

No summaries yet, but I do highly recommend the Kass book already. Especially the chapter on table manners and conversation. People. You know who you are. 

And in the Fascism last night, I came across this: "Utopia clearly reflected the influence of Georges Sorel's syndicalism on Mussolini's thinking...Sorel was deeply influenced by the Pragmatism of William James, who pioneered the notion that all one needs is the 'will to believe.' It was James' benign hope to make room for religion in a burgeoning age of science simply by arguing that any religion that worked for the believer was not merely valid but 'true'...
Aaaah! Dad, you were right. William James was the intellectual starting point for some pretty bad progressivism. Well, at least I wasn't totally won over, either. 

Some inspiring links:






Thursday, July 23, 2009

A few morning work-ups....

Sorry, Dave, no idea how to categorize this one, except maybe under fantastic headline. 

Unsurprising about the URJ and the ZOA, but disheartening/depressing all the same. 

Probably of random interest to most, but helpful for me - at my chaplain training course, I expressed my own dumb surprise when one candidate identified himself as Anglican. I asked my buddy - aren't those called Episcopalians over here? Guess not. 

More to follow later - have a blessed day, all. Pictures! You want pictures? 


Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Links

I've got a lot of different books on the reading table right now and some waiting to be picked up from the library. I just finished Embedded by Wesley Gray and have started on The Strongest Tribe by Bing West - looking forward to comparing the two, and getting Dave's take as well (Dave, I hear, has the distinction of being the very first person to check out Bing West's book from the Stanford Library). 
So far it seems that Gray and West do have some similar take away lessons: it was a big mistake to disband the Iraqi Army, Iraqis do things very differently than Americans, and bureaucratic miscommunication at the top levels of the military has disastrous effects. 
I thought Bing's book would be a lot drier than Gray's more colorful "sea story" style of writing, but so far I'm wrong. 
One might ask: you're going to be a rabbi. Allright, probably one who is indeed in the military, but why would any rabbi need or want to read all these books about OIF? Shouldn't I put em all down and read some Rashi?
I've got a couple of reasons: One is that because so many other Reform rabbis have taken it upon themselves to preach politics from the pulpit, I feel an extra incentive to be truly informed about those topics. Second, OIF and Afghanistan are the major wars of my life so far. It would be pretty silly to find someone who lived through, say WWII and all that person could say was "Yeah, something to do with the Germans...and the Japanese, but I don't really know how they fit in exactly, and um...." I figure, I have a college education and am in graduate school - if I'm going to be considered an educated person I should at least make an attempt to be reasonably informed about what's happening in the world. And ten minutes of network morning news while drinking my coffee does not count for anything. That's like eating a Flintstones gummy vitamin and saying you have a balanced diet. 

But, anyway, I DO have some links that could fall under the topic heading "Jewish." (Dave has advised that I try to label my posts, to give some sort of context for the following links). 



I did not know much about this organization before. I have to say, Ms. Chesler's association with it certainly raises my level of interest, because from what I've read, she is not your typical "feminist" - she tends to be concerned with extremely important and very real womens' issues, like stoning and such in Sharia-dominated countries. 

Hopefully more to follow as I once again have my internet access. It was pretty spotty at the "Chalet" aka bachelor officer quarters of Navsta Newport. 


Wednesday, July 15, 2009

ExPML->getVal(0, i, k, j +fsi)

Indexing in a three dimensional space leads to headaches, but when its done, it works. Glorious.

So what's all this squiggly stuff bouncing around the screen? More electromagnetic wave simulation using a finite difference time domain method (FDTD). What makes this so special? This modulated gaussian pulse is propagating in modeled free space, mostly, that is there are no absorbing or reflective materials in this small modeled domain. However, the modeled space is "coated" with a Perfectly Matched Layer (PML). This means that once the waves reach the boundary of the modeled space, there's extra stuff added to absorb the incident waves. It is much like making an anechoic chamber. There are a bunch of special constants that have to be set and accumulators that have to kept track of so as to just perfectly attenuate the incident waves.

If you read the title properly, you'll discover what has kept this simulation from running properly for the last few days.



Also interesting to note is that the dipole radiation pattern is clearly visible in this brief simulation.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Tour Season

We are well into this year's Tour De France. It started back on July 4. So far, the Americans are doing quite well. Lance, believe it or not, is in second in the GC, only milliseconds behind the current leader. Thanks to an impressive effort by Team Astana (Lance's Team), folks from Team Astana dominate the GC, like Contador, Leipheimer, and Kloden.

Interestingly they just rode through some of the small amount of territory I have ridden in Europe. How exciting. Here are the results of Stage 6, Girona to Barcelona. While I haven't done all of this particular ride, I have done bits and pieces of it, probably more of the climbing out near Girona. There's a very pretty road up there that snakes along the cliffed-out coast overlooking the Mediterranean.

Outside Girona, Jesse discovers that Powerbar + CamelBak != Crepe + brandy.

Tomorrow, they race all the way out of Spain, through Andorra. There will be some climbing involved to get up to the Pyrenees.

Here's another race, that sounds like oodles of fun: Breckenridge Epic. While I'm perhaps glad to not have to ride at 10,000+ft, it is undoubtedly beautiful up there.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Happy Fourth!

So, ten-hour days of instruction (oh, and then there's PT before that....) at the chaplains school in Navsta Newport have left precious little time for reading anything. Wait, that's untrue. I have been reviewing SECNAVINST 1730 in all its beautiful iterations for a few hours each day. And if I tire of that, I can always turn to the Marine Corps or Coast Guard instructions as well. Or the MILPERSMAN. Sound off if you LMA. (love military acronyms). 

BUT we do get three day liberty this week so I've been sleeping and eating lots of fresh fish and catching up on some reading. 


Gardening Moms. Gave me a whole new appreciation of my own mom's masterful artwork in the yard. 

This review was pretty informative just on its own. It also stands in contrast to this. The latter, I thought, was not very well done at all - far too anecdotal, for one, without any real data to back it up. Because of that, it comes across as some cranky old guy who doesn't understand "young people today." Well, how is that anything new and/or interesting? 
I mentioned Kirsch's review here because I find it odd that Myers (the author of the second link) didn't seem to do very much extensive research. If he did, he might have mentioned Tablet's website. Are they all irreverent hipsters? 
And a saved round: Myers' mention of Matisyahu in the hipster context shows Myers' own ignorance. Matisyahu identifies himself as some sort of neo-Hasid and refrains from performing on the Sabbath. If Heeb magazine publishes borderline porn, they are not exactly the same sort. 

And I have to say I wasn't much impressed by this article, either. Just seemed sort of same old-same old. Furthermore, the trend that she examines has been going on for quite a while and has been described in the same way by many other publications. 

And maybe Roger Simon is just hanging with the wrong crowd? I agree that things look fantastically hopeless in the world of politics, but dude, spend some time on a military base. I hope (and think it's not entirely implausible) that the next generation of strong political leaders will be the set of young men and women who fought in Operation Iraqi Freedom. For example, I'd vote for these guys. If you can make even a semi-functioning municipal government system work in Iraq, I have no doubts that you could repair whatever mess we get into in the next four years in Washington. 

Take some time to pray for all our troops. Pray especially hard. 

Definitely time to watch some of We Were Soldiers on the base tv channel before heading out to watch da booms, drink local brews, and look at fancy boats down in Newport! Happy Fourth of July! 

Monday, June 29, 2009

(Mis)Adventures

What would the weekend be without my fill of dust, dry weather, and poison oak dodging? Every other weekend of the year!

This weekend, I bounced out to Downieville, CA, up in the Sierras. Its up in the northern Sierras, specifically, a region called the Sierra Buttes. It is home to a world-famous downhill mountain bike course. 17 Miles of screaming downhill.


Here's what some of the trail looks like; smooth side-hill single-track snaking through trees.

There is 1/4 mile of climbing in there too. Not only that, but Downieville has several companies that shuttle you up to the top of the mountain, from 2600 feet to 7700 feet. I felt a little strange as the only person wearing full spandex amongst the elbow-padded, baggy-shorts, full-face helmet crowd of the shuttle vans.

In any case, it was beautiful up there.


A small mountain brook, that grows to feed the N. Fork of the Yuba.

The next day, we took the advice (foolishly perhaps) of the locals and explored some of the other trails in the area. We chose a route that started in Downieville, climbed to Chimney Rock Peak (7700) and then came all the way back down. Unfortunately, the "single track" routes we had chosen were single track for OHV's too. We didn't see any while we were there, but their dominance on the trail was felt. Mostly in my legs.

The top of the climb brought us to a saddle between one small peak and another.


From there, we descended on more loose, rocky, slippery single-track back to Downieville, narrowly escaping heat stroke and bonking.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Sorry for my absence from the blog recently...those days when you muster at 0500 and don't get done until 1900 or so can be kind of brutal. 
But, this got mentioned in passing today:

http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2009/jun/26/protesters-use-navy-technology-to-avoid-censorship/?feat=home_headlines

Check it out and oorah. 

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Dust Patrol

Fly in Friday, Drive out Saturday. Why not?

I met up with a few dudes from the Stanford Kayak club and headed out to the Sierras for some whitewater paddling. On Saturday Ben and I bounced out of Palo Alto, across the Central Valley, up the New Priest Grade (2700 feet in 6 miles), to Groveland to get a permit, and down the Burma Grade (3000 feet in 4 miles), thus dropping into the Merced River valley. Along the way I cursed my GPS unit and decided to ask the mountain bikers on the "road" for directions.

For those of you unfamiliar with California, the Merced is the river of Yosemite valley fame. It drains the famous valley with Half Dome, El Cap and so on. We put on not but 5 miles downstream from the exit of the park.


Fun section, lower water for the year, but still worth it. It was good to be out on the water.

Then we bounced over to the Tuolumne near Groveland, CA. Set shuttle, got up early, bounced down the dirt road to the bottom of the gorge praying that no cars were coming in the opposite direction, and put on around 9AM. Previous experience led us to believe that we would need more than 6 hours to do the 18+ mile run. We did it in 4 hours.





Allen adroitly angles around aerated agua.


Looking down the Tuolumne gorge. It was a beautiful, warm, sunny California day.

Needless to say, it was very dusty on all of the twisty mountain roads that I drove over the weekend. At times, dust was caked on the back bumper of my car. It won't rain for months.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Happy Father's Day




In this pic we have my dad, his dad, and a Dave-let, who has potential to be a great dad too .  

Friday, June 19, 2009

A Light in the Tunnels

In the past week, I went down to the San Xavier mine just south of Tuscon, AZ, to do a site survey. In another week or so, I'll head back for the real work. The point of this trip was to poke around, identify good locations for our antennas. In this case we were looking for electromagnetically quiet locations and locations where the antennas would actually fit underground.



About 150 years ago, someone said, "There's Gold in these hills" and so they began digging. What a surprise when they only found silver.


The mine was "operational" until 1950 when it was given to the University of Arizona. Some graduate students in the Mining Engineering Program there showed us around under ground. They have us hardhats, lights, and self rescuers (a delightful present to keep one alive in the event of a mine fire).

We crawled down tunnels, climbed down ladders, and made measurements.


Here's Allen descending the ladders to a lower level of the mine, the 100 ft level.



Down in the drifts, as you would call them if you are miner, there isn't much more room than you need to stand. Occasionally there are chambers big enough for our antenna.


After poking around the mine, I went and visited my sister up in Phoenix. We ate well, she showed me her labs and office, and I met her adviser. Apparently the latter is quite a treat.

Somewhere there's a picture of us enjoying margaritas and tequila at El Barrio, but that's locked in her iPhone somewhere.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Early Summer is Wedding Season -

so luv is all around. 

I needed a sure bet after the William James, so I turned to a book by Leon Kass that I had ordered a few months ago. It is actually by both Leon and his wife - called Wing to Wing, Oar to Oar: Readings on Courting and Marrying. 
This book is basically like taking a class, without the bloodletting of a final essay, of course. The Kasses present a book full of selections on the promised subject from various writers and pieces of literature - Kierkegaard, Erasmus, Rousseau, the Bible,  Shakespeare, Eugene Borowitz, Plato, and Miss Manners*, to given an idea of diversity. Each selection is prefaced by background and context from the Kasses, as well as study questions, or things to think about while reading. 
What sort of love is sustainable through marriage? How should one choose a spouse? How were these ideas viewed at various points in history? More specific questions: What does it mean to take your husband's last name? Are lovers really friends? How is the love a mother feels for her child different than the love of a spouse? Does it matter if the beloved doesn't love back? Is love selfish or giving? Questions such as these, and many many more, are offered by the Kasses.

Totally worth reading, especially as marriage - who should do it, 50% divorce rate nationwide, etc - is a rather hot topic these days. 

AND for quotes like these - this one from Rilke:
"There are such relationships which must be a very great, almost unbearable happiness, but they can occur only between very rich natures and between those who, each for himself, are richly ordered and composed; they can unite only two wide, deep individual worlds...For believe me, the more one is, the richer is all that one experiences. And whoever wants to have a deep love in his life must collect and save for it and gather honey." 
Which is comforting for the gals like me who are, uh, still looking, and just reading a lot. 

*Miss Manners' advice includes delightful lines such as:
"Miss Manners sympathizes with the wish of ladies to be assured that their love will be requited before they give it freely. Handing over your heart to someone who may, for all you know, scream "Yuck!" and drop it in disgust is not a good idea. The trouble is that the world could easily come to an end if everyone waited for everyone else to speak first." 
and
"You, out there in Brideland: Are you planning your wedding so that it will be the happiest day of your life? Miss Manners sincerely hopes not. Someone whose idea of ultimate happiness is a day spent at a big party, even spent being the center of attention at a marvelous big party, is too young to get married."


Still on life cycles, at least -  this is news? Seriously, where has this author - or the editors of the Forward - been for the past 30 years? 


Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Various



Now where did I put myself again?  Nothing surprising or special in this article but playing with the headline is fun. 

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Varied Velocipedes

This weekend was host to two great bike rides of two different forms (thus the Varied Velocipedes).

Saturday, I drove out with a buddy to the Boggs State Demonstration Forest, located in Cobb, CA. The fire department out there maintains a small plot of land where they must do fire management experiments. They also have a heliport. I've come across a few other of these Demonstration forests, because the Fire Department either doesn't care, or encourages the use of these lands for trail building. In either case, both the Soquel Demonstration Forest (near Santa Cruz) and the Boggs Demonstration Forest are home to some wicked fun trail networks.

So, Saturday morning, after rebooting my computer on campus, re-arranging my programs, and getting them running again, we loaded up and drove out to Cobb, CA, which is just north east of Napa Valley. I had never been through Napa Valley before. It's very pleasant with the vineyards sprawling on the flat valley floor and scruffy, golden hill rising all around.

The trails at Boggs are very clean and neat. There's about 24 miles of single track trail almost all of it is the smooth buffed out type that makes for very fast riding. That's good because you end up spending less time with your feet in the poison oak.

The trails wind through a pine forest. Not the dense, dark redwood forest found near the coast, but an open, dry pine forest. Riding out there reminded me of the Riding in Nederland, CO, except 7,000 feet lower.

Matt busting through the single track on his new bike. Dual suspension carbon fiber mountain bikes? What Bosh.


Here's a view through the big pine trees. Vineyards and puffy clouds visible in the back.


Today, (after checking to make sure my programs were indeed still running, scrubbing all of the data down) I did a favorite road loop. Started at my front door, rode up to Skyline, and then back down to Pescadero, CA, which is just a mile up from the coast. Rode up Stage road which parallels Highway 1, and climbed back up 84. Its around 60 miles, but it takes you from the flats of Palo Alto to 3000 feet (twice!), through the dark redwood forests where everything is wet, down through manzanita scrub, to the golden hills along the ocean, through eucalyptus groves, and then back again. Sorry, no pictures. A camera is just too many extra grams.

Justice

When I went home last week, I attended services with my parents. The rabbi gave a sermon that was, unfortunately, all about Sotormayor (unfortunate, because I thought there were plenty of perfectly good topics in that week's Torah portion. Alas, he never mentioned any of them). The rabbi, like many liberals, glorified and praised the partiality and so-called "empathy" that will be generated by her racial background. Bizarre characteristic to be trumpeted up for a future judge....
In odd moments  I can't help but try to keep untwisting the maze of illogical steps that make up this liberal argument. What came to mind (especially since I'm now reading another book by Kass) was this passage that Dr. Leon Kass wrote. It is from his commentary on Genesis and it's his take on Abraham's dialogue with God over Sodom and Gomorrah. Kass views this section as part of Abraham's education - as overseen by God - in regards to communal, political justice. A few excerpts that I hope are enough to convey the general drift: 

"These aspects...[of the Sodom and Gomorrah story] constitute a particularly difficult and painful lesson for Abraham about the different between personal and political justice, a lesson any political founder needs to learn...Although he has shown himself to be personally righteous, Abraham, because he is to be a political founder, needs also some instruction in political justice - that is, justice regarding whole communities....
Abraham's leap to questioning the punishment of wholesale destruction may be motivated by something nearer and dearer...God had announced his interest in the wickedness of two cities, Sodom and Gomorroah, but Abraham in his questioning speaks only of one city although he does not name it. God, reading Abraham's mind, will in His net response speak only about Sodom, and by name. As a result, we learn that Abraham's concern for the fate of Sodom is not disinterested; for Sodom is still the home of his nephew Lot. The commentators who hear in Abraham's pleas only a concern for total strangers have forgotten the place and importance of Lot to Abraham....Because it would be ignoble and unjust to engage in special pleading, Abraham cannot make his argument in personal terms; he must make it in terms applicable both to his own and to the strangers alike....If one is to care for the justice of a nation, one must not only be willing to moderate the love of one's family and the love of personal justice...Abraham comes to see that one must come to care about the righteousness or wickedness of the world, and not only about one's own kin and one's own goodness and its rewards....

Read the whole thing. Or at least that whole chapter. 


Friday, June 12, 2009

Shabbat Shalom


William James

“To my mind a current far more important and interesting religiously than that which sets in from natural science towards healthy-mindedness is that which has recently poured over America and seems to be gathering force every day....to which, for the sake of having a brief designation, I will give the title of the 'Mind-cure movement.'....The mind-cure principles are so beginning to pervade the air that one catches their spirit at second-hand. One hears of the 'Gospel of Relaxation,' of the 'Don't Worry Movement,' of people who repeat to themselves, 'Youth, health, vigor!' when dressing in the morning, as their motto for the day."

 The latest fad to be discussed on Oprah? The new bestseller in the self-help section of Borders? Nah. William James brings it up in Varieties of Religious Experience, leading to a larger, more serious, and interesting discussion about temperament, psychology in religion.

In the Varieties, which is a compilation of his Gifford lectures, James addresses some of the trends of his time such as transcendentalism, spiritualism versus religion, and this mind-cure movement, among others. He brings up these topics as part of his main exploration of the relationship between psychology and religion.  So many of those “trends” he discusses are still with us today, of course – either they never left completely or were recycled. Furthermore, we are still often very confused about the relationship between psychology, spirituality, and religion. For example, in today’s contemporary self-help speak: if mental health is about feeling good about oneself – well, is that the same as what religion is about? Do we do mitzvot because they make us feel good about ourselves?

 The “religious experiences” that James examines are those of conversion, saintliness, and mysticism.  In James’ view, examples of each experience are those that involve various altered states of consciousness – hallucinations, convulsions, visions, and so on. Each experience is sudden onset, usually without precedence. The point James makes (and he provides a ton of personal testimonies, which gets really tedious, by about the 4th or 5th one) is that these experiences seem to be just psychological aberrations, of the kind that a medical doctor might have to treat in his office.  And so what is the difference? James approaches the question from an angle: What does it matter? Whether the experience is some chemical aberration in the brain, or really a supernatural being intervening in someone’s life, the only question we can really be fit to ask it what the fruits of the experience are. “The real witness of the spirit to the second birth [he’s talking about conversion] is to be found only in the disposition of the genuine child of God, the permanently patient heart, the love of self eradicated. And this, it has to be admitted, is also found in those who pass no crisis…”

  I don’t entirely disagree. I sure wouldn’t discount extraordinary visions, miracles, etc as integral parts of someone’s conversion or mysticism. At some point in the book (which I forgot to mark) James reminds us all that just because it hasn’t happened to you doesn’t it mean it can’ happen at all. So true. That’s always been my beef with people who say they have a hard time believing in, say, the splitting of the Red Sea. It’s supposed to be hard to believe, and seem extraordinarily abnormal. That’s the point, people!

My hang up is that this method of evaluation makes religion into something that is purely practical or useful. Good thing James makes an attempt to address this too: “Abstractly, it would seem illogical to try to measure the worth of a religion’s fruits in merely human terms of value. How can you measure their worth without considering whether the God really exists who is supposed to inspire them….” James dances around the edge of all this but it seems he just can’t quite commit to actually believing in one God. He sincerely believes that different people – and different temperaments – can find different religions to suit them, as though these were like differences in palate.  But he keeps trying: “How, you say, can religion, which believes in two worlds and an invisible order, be estimated by the adaptation of its fruits to this world’s order alone? It is truth, not its utility, you insist, upon which our verdict ought to depend. If religion is true, its fruits are good fruits…”

 He gets close to saying that religion is beyond simply a useful function of psychological survival – but I was disappointed to see that his insight was only that religion may be somewhat biologically ingrained in us. Hmm. Oh.  James blithely admits that he has skipped over some important religious experiences – like prayer. Ya think??? How about charity, study, etc. 

Early in the book, James presents a thesis of dividing the world into two groups of people: optimistic people, and pessimistic people. One’s temperament at birth will be the main determining factor on how one approaches and receives religion. This can lead to extremes – Whitman being an example of the excessively “healthy-minded” who refuse to acknowledge or see evil. Well, we certainly have our fair share of those today. James had some strong words which are highly relevant to a certain strand of idealism which runs rather strongly amongst those who believe, for example, the anti-Semitism is only a problem of the extreme right Nazis, who are long dead anyway:

 “To believe in the carnivorous reptiles of geologic times is hard for our imagination – they seem too much like mere museum specimens. Yet there is no tooth in any one of those museum-skulls that did not daily hold fast to the body struggling in despair of some fated living victim. Forms of horror just as dreadful to their victims fill the world today….”

 I was a bit surprised at the vehemence with which James attacks the bromides of Walt Whitman, the “supreme contemporary example of such an inability to feel evil.” While the Greeks and Romans were “pagans” like Whitman, James admits, “they neither denied the ills of nature…nor did they, in order to escape from those ills, invent another and a better world of the imagination…this integrity of instinctive reactions, this freedom from all moral sophistry and strain, gives a pathetic dignity to ancient pagan feeling. And this quality Whitman’s outpourings have not got.” And so on. I suppose Whitman’s poetry could be seen in the same light as excessive environmentalism today.

 Tolstoy and Bunyan are presented as examples of people who were not optimistic to the point of oblivion: both struggled with deep melancholia, but found a form of salvation – mainly in the form of recognizing the infiniteness of God – that allowed them to see the happiness and fruitfulness of life.  I am not so sure what James is really getting at with his temperance division tack. I have the feeling it was some sort of medical/psychological thing or trend that has fallen out of our contemporary vocabulary. I can’t believe he meant to get so reductive as to say, some people are just naturally happy and so religion works for them. But others are deeper and more profound and depressed and disturbed and see the real truth of the nihilism, or something. I hate when people romanticize depression.

 Anyway, switching gears: “For him who confesses, shams are over and realities have begun, he has exteriorized his rottenness. If he has not got rid of it, he at least no longer smears it over with a hypocritical show of virtue – he lives at least upon a basis of veracity.” I’m pretty sure James is referring to Catholic confession. I thought James was making a good effort at giving respect to this ritual, rather than, as he so easily could and probably wanted, to make fun of it.

On the whole, James is more condescending to Catholicism than he is to any variety of Protestantism, as I would have expected. He grudgingly admits that Catholicism may be pleasing to some because, basically, it’s so dang pretty. But James, perhaps falling prey to yet another religious fad that certainly hasn’t left us, is quite enamored with Buddhism, Hinduism, and Islam, to the point that he doesn’t seem to appreciate the sharp distinctions between these and Judeo-Christian beliefs. They’re all just different flavors of religion. James rarely speaks of God but instead refers to “the more.”  For example: “In answering these questions that the various theologies perform their theoretic work..they all agree that the ‘more’ really exists; though some of them hold it to exist in the shape of a personal god or gods, while others are satisfied to conceive it as a stream of ideal tendency…” A few pages later he writes that the real importance is in the “consequences in the way of conduct” of “regenerative change” [general communication with God.] I think that an essential component is not fully explored here: the differences in the way people understand the “more” are extremely important and do have actual consequences in behavior. If James does not take these differences very seriously then does not, it seems, on the whole take religion itself very seriously in the end, either.

In the beginning of the book he admits that he is only going to look at extreme cases, citing some sort of doctrine about how examination of the extremes leads us to better understand the “normal.” But I don’t think this technique is successful in this book. He ignores so many aspects of religion save for the experiences of those who may indeed be prone to psychic disturbances that he misses some of the bigger points of religion. His refusal to get specific about doctrines or the nature of different religions also indicates condescension toward religion, regardless of his acknowledgements that religion can indeed be very useful.

Closing Random Bits:

 William James and Black Hawk Down

“Is not the exclusively sympathetic and facetious way in which most children are brought up to-day in danger, in spite of its many advantages, of developing a certain trashiness of fibre?” – the Varieties, in the chapter “The Value of Saintliness”

 My aforementioned Sunday School teacher handed me a paperback on my way out, entitled Leadership and Training for the Fight by MSG Paul R. Howe, a retired Special Ops guy. I’ve only flipped through it, but I’m guessing that this is going to be my favorite quote:

“Rule No. 6: It’s not your parents’ fault. If you screw up, you are responsible. This is the flip side of “It’s my life,” and “You’re not the boss of me.” Don’t whine about it, or you’ll sound like a baby boomer…

Rule No. 7: Before you were born your parents weren’t as boring as they are now. They got that way paying your bills, cleaning up your room and listening to you tell them how idealistic you are. And by the way, before you save the rain forest from the blood-sucking parasite of your parents’ generation, try delousing the closet in your bedroom.”

 MSG Howe wrote most of his book in response to what he saw in Somalia 1993. I think the juxtaposition of the James and Howe is clear enough.

 William James and Eddie Murphy

I couldn’t get a good YouTube clip of the scene in the excellent movie Bowfinger in which Eddie Murphy has to go to his Mindhead (obviously a spinoff of Scientology) handler. But if you have seen the movie, and refer back to the first quote of this whole shebang, then you will probably connect the dots as I did.

Obviously, Mindhead = Mindcure, and "keep it together = youth, health, vigor!" Now Eddie Murphy and William James have achieved far less than Six Degrees of Separation. 



 

 

 

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

No Place Like Home


Light posting recently because I went home to Dallas for a few days. What's a perfect day for you? I had a few while in Dallas. On Monday, I went shopping at Nordstrom's with my mom in the morning, and then in the afternoon went to help my old Sunday School teacher (also a Navy doc in the reserves) clean his M-4s. All of this followed by my mom cooking up a pile of barbecued chicken and okra stew. That's pretty perfect. 

Here be links of interest:

The Holocaust is not the justification for Israel's existence. Read any number of the reviews about Gertrude Himmmelfarb's new book, The Jewish Odyssey of George Eliot, or read Daniel Deronda itself, for further clarification on this point. Or, um, read the Bible. 

Lebanese elections.  I see now that my usual go-to source for Lebanon happenings, Michael Totten, has now also posted some thoughts. 

Anyone else ask for tea at the Inbal or King David hotel in Jerusalem and get presented with one of the big wooden Wissotsky boxes? 

I have been reading William James' lectures for the Gifford Lecture series - collected in his book The Varieties of Religious Experience. I hope to compare some of his writing with the Gifford Lectures that Freeman Dyson gave, about 80 years later. Why randomly pick Freeman? Well, my brother is in electrical engineering, and had it lying around his apartment. I did not steal. I ordered my own copy. So, I'm working on that - so far I am struck by the continuity of religious fads. Transcendentalism, the mind-cure movement, even James' struggle with what he sees as a thin line between psychological problems and spiritual problems - it's all still here, though perhaps under different names. 

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Reading Round-Up

I'm reading real books, too, not just the internet. Reviews of those to follow soon, hopefully. 
These are the things that caught my eye as I slurped my morning cheerios....




Wow. A must-read account. I seem to remember that in the history books we read in school - high school through college - we never got this part of the story. We were given the famous picture of the guy in front of the tank, and that was it. We never were told what happened to all the protesters. 


I don't quite get his point, and I don't know why the word "Jewish" makes him quite so itchy. Anyway, in the last paragraph, he seems to say that it's not a big deal anyway - so why the whole column?  

Thursday, May 28, 2009


Unpacking all the stuff in your new apartment requires frequent reading breaks. 
Some to share:
The First Things website has been all redone and it is too easy to get lost in there for a delightful hour. Example: a recap of Leon Kass's recent speech for the National Endowment for the Humanities. I am wondering why I only see an account of his speech on this website, and not on any other religiously oriented blogs...especially since it seems he started out his speech with a discussion of the word mentsch

Disturbingly, I suppose, some of the other bloggers are too busy with this sort of thing. Yikes. 

This is terrifically un-PC, but 1) it's the Onion and 2) I did have to take a course on educational theory this past semester. And this sort of piece seems absolutely necessary in light of that. 

It's Shavuot this weekend. That means, cheese time. I will offer some cheesy rabbinic student info for the holiday: 
Why do we eat cheese for this holiday? Beats me.  I bet they really teach it in the fourth or fifth year. Not to little second yearlings, that's for sure. I did hear a rumor that it's either because a) Moses brought down the commandments on Shabbat so nobody could do the work of a ritual slaughter b) the people had just heard all these new kashrut laws but the kids wanted a snack now - no time to kasher everything - so they just sliced up some cheese and crackers instead. 
Why is it mostly cheesecake, cheese blintzes, etc - not just the aforementioned cheese and crackers? Rennet issues. 
Why ten commandments? Why not all of them? Why not seven? 


Imperialist Beverages

Dave and I enjoyed a number of India Pale Ales this past weekend, but with all the Brideshead-watching we did and the Sword of Honor reading on Dave's part, you may have wondered well, keeping in the vague British-colonial spirit of things,  where the devil are the pink gins?  
But I actually first encountered the pink gin not in Evelyn's work but in a book by his brother, Alec: Hot Countries. My copy isn't here with me in Ohio, so I'd like to make an InterLibrary Loan request from whoever in the family does have it.  A great accompanying summer beach read is Alec's book Island in the Sun. It's nowhere near the quality of Evelyn's novels. It is almost as equally amusing though. Part of the amusing quality is that it's just a knockoff of Crime and Punishment, set in a British West India colony, with plenty of pink gin to go around. 



Blogger Meet-Up!











It's been a few days since I got back from a very enjoyable trip to visit the Dave Dude (also known as the webmaster general of this site) at his tony digs in Palo Alto, but posting has been light because 1) Dave is now in Kansas for work and 2) I took the red-eye back home to Ohio and had to finish moving into my new apartment. 

But how about some trip highlights? 

1) Dave showed me the lab where he works. I didn't get to see many cool pieces of equipment, because they were all packed up in Pelican cases to go to Kansas. But I had a great time kicking around campus while he had classes and meetings with advisors. I like the buildings that surround his lab: the Packard building, the Bill Gates building, etc. I haven't been on a real college campus (HUC is small) in a while and was delighted to find ample weirdness. For example, a big teepee set up with hand-painted signs urging students to join in the hunger strike that the teepee dwellers were staging. I couldn't quite see what the strike was for - I think something to do with bringing back certain campus groups that had lost funding.  
-I took the elevator up to the top of the Hoover Institute. Great view. Wanted to see if I could get a Thomas Sowell autograph or something, but it was 4 pm on a Friday, and I was shy. So I just looked at their big Herbie Hoover exhibit. 

2) In the evening we went to the San Francisco symphony. They played a Sibelius symphony - Michael Tilson Thomas provided a warning before they started: This is going to be weird, folks, and you probably won't like it. Okay. I didn't, really. The "bitter pill" was new composition by a guy named Mason Bates, who proclaimed his individuality and creativity by wearing a t-shirt onstage. Oh you rebel you. The music for the symphony wasn't all that weird, and Mason just provided some electronic twerps and squeaks on his keyboard and speaker system. I've heard worse. It was mostly just like listening to the soundtrack for a space movie. Then Yuja Wang played a Prokofiev piano concerto. This was a fine, but not memorable performance. I'll let Dave fill in more here, if he likes. I was under the influence of jetlag and a few glasses of champagne.

3) Saturday morning hike to see some big redwood trees was unfortunately cut somewhat short due to climate change. Driving up to the trail, it was a bright sunny day. We turned the corner to the trailhead and it was about 20 degrees colder and rainy. We trekked in for about twenty minutes, then decided against needless suffering, and went for a walk down in his sunny neighborhood instead (just a few miles away). 

4) Saturday evening jazz concert was phenomenal. I liked the venue, the War Memorial of San Francisco. Much cozier and more intimate than the symphony hall - also it has great murals. We heard Kenny Burrell and his band. This was my first live jazz performance ever. I loved both the experience and the actual band. I was much more awake than at the symphony. I guess I hadn't really been able to appreciate the unity and improvisation of jazz when I listened to it on CDs. It helped that Kenny had a remarkable pianist, Benny Green, and drummer, Clayton Cameron. Cameron performed a neat trick during one of his drum solos: the disappearing drum sticks. He seemed to just sort of toss them over his shoulder and magically produce a new one. Sort of a showmanship parlor trick, but still impressive. It was also interesting that he used the brush a lot during his solo. 

5) Sunday morning some of us woke up with our crankypants on. Maybe too much sauce at the excellent North Shore restaurant the night before? 
The remedy was a quiet, beautiful drive up to Half Moon Bay. In the afternoon we cooked up a bunch of delish produce from the local yuppie-style farmers market. We bought some extremely organic artichokes. We closed out the evening drinking IPA, enjoying Dave's big balcony and the sunny, very California sound of Pat Matheney on the stereo. 


In between all of that we ate a ridiculous quantity of blackberries, watched parts of Brideshead the original BBC production, and I helped Dave with the bottle of Lillet that I found in the fridge.