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November 05, 2008

Election Night

Election day in SF was amazing. I went to vote in the late morning and there was an elementary school across the street with kids playing outside and walking by on the sidewalk. Looking at the line of voters across the street, they started yelling Obama! Obama! Vote for Obama! I was amazed to see that nine-year-olds, or whatever they were, could be so politically enthusiastic. I can't help but think that it's a great thing for the country, whatever people's leanings are, to have a generation of children who have been engaged in civic life from elementary school. I had no idea who my parents were even voting for at that time! I think the amount of enthusiasm felt by people of all ages during this election is going to energize our typically apathetic country and help us to get on a path that more people feel comfortable with.

San Franciscans were very, very happy with the presidential outcome, and I can't imagine anyone who supported McCain was saying much about it last night. Cheering could be heard from apartment windows right after the results were called, and hipsters packed into bars to revel the night away.

But local propositions were a different story. Up to now, it looks as if gay marriage will be banned by a proposition defining marriage as a union between a man and a woman. Many gay couples were married in the days running up to the election anticipating this change, and sadness was in the air today from that camp. Proposition H, another big one for SF, would have had the city run by renewable energy by 2040, but the majority opposed it. So it felt a little contradictory that our country, usually known as center-right, elected a democrat and its first African-American president, while the state of California, known for its groundbreaking lefty moves, seemed to shift right.

July 06, 2008

Go little robot!

Okay, if I ever have a boyfriend again, can he please be a human version of WALL-E?

I am going to be like everyone else here and admit that I am in love with this robot, a genius creation of animators who know just how to translate the little tiny movements of human body language that communicate to others so much of how we feel. It's funny that they can take those movements, apply them to creatures that don't even look too much like us, except for having vague versions of arms, shoulders, heads and eyes, and create what is really quite a romantic love story. I have to agree with the WSJ reviewer on the first 15-20 minutes, which are without words, being the best of the movie. It gets dicey when humans come in, not just because they are boneless and yucky, but because it takes you out of the entrancing world of Eve and WALL-E. Funny, they sound kind of like rappers.

Anyway, go see this movie with your BF or your BFF and learn how a real man should behave. And I don't mean the part about compacting and cleaning up all humanity's trash, although there is nothing wrong with that -- I mean the part about hooking himself onto the side of a spaceship and traveling to other worlds just to bring his main squeeze back to Earth. Now that's love.

Check out this cute trailer...

June 24, 2008

The Visitor

My dad and I have started a relatively new but potentially lasting tradition of going to the Kendall Cinema in Harvard Square, and they do a good job of stocking up on arty flicks. The Visitor has been promoted a lot in the previews of films of the same type, and for that reason I felt a little bummed out that I basically already knew the plot. Strange person is staying in this professor's apartment, professor comes back after a long time away, they make friends, you get the idea. The end raises more issues but we can work around it without ruining the movie for anyone who hasn't seen it.

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May 08, 2008

Easy for some...

This will be a follow-up entry to Life is Good in the Big Easy ... and well, I discovered that life isn't that good for everyone. Actually it isn't that good for most people, I'd venture to say. Because in New Orleans -- and I don't want to pick on New Orleans for poverty because all of our cities have it -- there is a lot of land that still looks like the hurricane just hit. There are a lot of abandoned houses where neighbors don't even know where the people have gone.

I am sorry to say that I go caught up with my work in the Big Easy and then with more work at home, and I let the initial shock of what I saw saw sort of drain away. I regret that - I wish I'd caught my first impressions. Because the day I spent in the Ninth Ward was a time that changed me, like as if a connection was made in my mind, linking lots of things that were already there.

I think it was the stoops without the houses that got me. Have you ever seen a stoop without a house? It looks a lot like a gravestone. It looks lonely there, like a statue, a monument, a lost dog. It doesn't look right at all. I think there are a lot of ghosts in New Orleans.

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April 23, 2008

Life is good in the Big Easy

Have you ever been walking down the street looking for a candy store, looked down at a text message and then looked up just as a marching band rounds the corner and starts to play, grooving down the street with giant dolls waving in your direction, as if it were all just for you?

No, this is not Manhattan on LSD -- it's New Orleans!

I had a magical afternoon just after arriving in the Big Easy. All in a day's work, I saw the classic streetcars, Spanish-style homes and crazy Bars of the French Quarter before filling up on shrimp etouffe, jambalaya and red beans and rice. Through the details of my crazy life I was offered a book of free food and activities, and I tried to eat as much as possible on the first day (which I promise I will duly work off in my hotel's awesome gym). So after all that classic NOLA fare at Mother's Restaurant, a down-to-earth diner where people line up at a cafeteria-style serving counter as they drool over what they wish their moms had known how to cook, I went searching for more goodies.

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April 17, 2008

More on meaning

It's funny that Jeff should bring up pigeons when it comes to the meaning of life. I don't say that flippantly, er- not too flippantly - because a long time ago I got to asking the same question, and the answer was in the bird. I'll explain - I was in Boston, near the MFA, actually, and I watching some birds pecking at the ground. Simultaneously I was thinking about the meaning of life, and it occurred to me that the birds had something figured out. The answer - just do your thing. They were birds, and their job was to look for seeds and worms and things like that. I'm a human, and my job is to go to school, then start working, then - oops - then what?!

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April 12, 2008

Turtles of Happiness

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The other day I was chatting with someone special who hit me with the ultimate question.

You know, the kind of question you’d hear in a movie when a supercomputer has taken over the world and the hero saves the day by asking one question that melts the computer's brain into a little brick of cheese.

It’s the question that goes like this: “What’s the secret to happiness?” (AKA: "What is the meaning of life")

I considered the fundamental nature of the universe. I considered the human soul. I considered the power of love. I rifled through all of my memories, grasping for any enduring, solid handhold to break the fall down the elevator shaft of logic.

In that moment my questioner was upon me like a street-sweeper on a distracted pigeon.

Being more vigorous than the average pigeon, I fluttered about seeking something solid to hinder my pursuer.

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April 05, 2008

Enviro-Dandy: Do you suffer from ED?

Here am I, reft of modest pretense! ;-) I'll just have to fall back on my reputation as the humblest man in any crowd and try not to descend into conceits of vanity.

But I digress...

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So, what is Eco Dandy-ism [ED]? How common is it? Could it be treated? Could it be you?

Eco Dandies are simply the next evolutionary step for this organism:
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You know, the types of people who are so amazingly fashionable that grooming goes right past the wardrobe and into the soul as well. The ones who will casually admit that their nonverbal presence has, on some particularly good days, caused blindfolded observers to mistake them for the Dalai Lama.


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March 30, 2008

Introducing Jeff the Thinker

Ok loyal readers, I would like to present my cousin and good friend Jeff. He will be a guest writer for the next couple of weeks. He is an economics student and all-around inquisitive guy, and I know you will enjoy his musings on oil, ethanol and all the good reasons to ride your bike like Dawn (and not like a crackhead).

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March 18, 2008

The Problem With Just Two Wheels

Some times it's hard to ride my bike around town because where I live is a medium size town where everybody drives cars (alone), lives in single-family detached homes, and wouldn't ever ever ever take the bus even if they were given a lifetime supply of Twinkies and a million dollars. Because of that, everyone drives their cars, even though a barrel of oil is trading at $112 a barrel (I saw that on the CNN news scroll at the gym around 0630 today), we have a small problem called global warming promising to end civilization as we know it in like 20 years, Americans are fat, and all the other bad stuff that comes with driving (cell phones - please why??), the only people who ride their bikes around towns are elementary school kids and crack heads. And me. Because I live down the street from a half-way house where men on parole are getting a second chance at something (which for the most part is OK because they mostly keep to themselves) and because everyone who isn't 8-years-old or a junky drives their car every where, I usually get cat calls or someone in a car who doesn't know how to drive with a bike practically runs me over.

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March 09, 2008

Election Mania From the Other Side

In Mexico and much of Latin America, the US is called "El Otro Lado," or "The Other Side." To me that name always sounded mysterious and exciting, somewhere between paradise and a terrifying abyss. But now I am here - I came back home from Mexico almost two months ago and I have been successfully re-integrated. Yes, except for the fact that I stink at driving now and keep getting nearly escaping disaster. I've done everything from leave the keys in the locked car to leaving the lights on, to... well, never mind, this is getting embarrassing and potentially incriminating. My point is that I'm back, and I've been observing everything with fresh eyes, although I'm beginning to feel settled in again. In a way don't want the freshness to go away and I wish I could keep it and let the overwhelmed-ness fade, but they kind of go hand in hand.

Being back for more than a week or two is different. You feel a part of things again. And the main thing for me has been being here in an election year. It's exhilarating to be here at a time of such change - when it looks like my country might go back to being something I could be proud of when I am abroad. I lived in France for a year 13 years ago, and there was of course anti-American sentiment - there was talk of the GATT and a "pays sans paysans" (country without countrymen/farmers). I got a lot of questions about Michael Jackson - did I think he was guilty? OJ ran off with the white SUV and we saw that on TV. The WTC got bombed. People didn't like us, but I was not embarrassed to say where I was from. Things have changed a lot.

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February 18, 2008

Juno

I loved this movie and it made me cry. It did! But seriously, I was really impressed with how Ellen Page, the lead actress, interpreted the screenplay to describe a real situation in an engaging way. The movie's reach is remarkable - from talking to people who have seen the film and reading reviews, people of all ages seem to be able to connect with Juno and/or the other characters in the movie to understand and identify with the situation. Many of us at least know someone who has had to make a decision on what do do with an unexpected pregnancy, so the issue of abortion is there. But the movie is far from a moralizing rant on what or whether to choose. Juno chose not to abort, but that doesn't make her stance ideological - it's purely personal, and I'd venture to say that she was glad to have been able to make the choice for herself. I think the film gave this issue in the delicate and multifaceted treatment that it deserved.

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