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Random notes: December 21, 2013.

Saturday, December 21st, 2013

I’d never heard of Ned Vizzini until yesterday; this isn’t a shot at him, I just don’t read a lot of YA fiction. But this is just sad and awful.

The number for the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline is 1-800-273-8255 (TALK).

The WP reviews “Chris Burden: Extreme Measures”, a retrospective of his work. I believe Mr. Burden and his work have come up here before, but for those who don’t remember…

In 1971, in a bare gallery space in Santa Ana, Calif., artist Chris Burden filmed himself being shot with a rifle. The bullet went through his left arm, causing more damage than expected. The moment after he was shot, the boyish young man with short-cropped hair staggered forward a few steps as if stunned by pain or shock, and was photographed later with blood dripping from the wound. In the previous few years, tens of thousands of men his age died in Vietnam, and the performance, titled simply “Shoot,” obviously had something to do with the political climate since 1968.

Unmentioned because it isn’t really relevant, but: Burden’s performance inspired one of Laurie Anderson’s early works, “It’s Not the Bullet That Kills You (It’s the Hole)”.

More obits people sent me.

Wednesday, December 18th, 2013

Harold Camping. I’m really kind of curious what’s going to happen to Family Radio now; does it survive with a new leader? Do the stations get sold off? I think most of them are non-commercial licenses; is there another religious group that would want to buy them?

Janet Dailey, noted romance author.

“I kept saying to Bill that this is the kind of book I’d like to write,” she said once in an interview, adding, “He got tired of hearing that in a hurry.” He told her to start writing or stop talking about it. She said she modeled many of her male protagonists on her husband. He died in 2005.

You know, “Start writing or stop talking about it” is actually pretty good writing advice.

For the historical record: Ray Price. AV Club.

We have a feeling that Prince Kropotkin would not approve.

Tuesday, December 17th, 2013

anarchy

(Wiki wandering led me to the article on the Big Boys:

Over the years the group played with five drummers in all; Steve Collier, Greg Murray, Fred Shultz, Rey Washam and Kevin Tubb who played only one show (the bands first) because Steve was sick.

Spinal Tap really was a documentary, and we just didn’t know it at the time.)

(Edited to add: Hurrah! The U2/Popmart/giant lemon story is immortalized online! What did I tell you? (Scroll down to “Rock and Roll Creation”.) By the way, I own and enthusiastically recommend This is Spinal Tap: Official Companion.)

You know, for kids.

Wednesday, December 11th, 2013

I missed the original entry on the Publisher’s Weekly blog; otherwise I would be bellowing “Why was I not informed?” at the top of my lungs.

What am I on about? The Antarctic Express. Think The Polar Express but with shoggoths.

And I’ve had this in the back of my mind as blog fodder for a bit now: “Experiments to Do With Your Baby“, based on the book Experimenting with Babies: 50 Amazing Science Projects You Can Perform on Your Kid. Hmmmm hmmm hmmm. Somebody might get this for Christmas. (Hey, $8 for the Kindle edition?!)

TMQ Watch: December 10, 2013.

Tuesday, December 10th, 2013

As noted last week, this is TMQ’s bye week.

Meanwhile, we have obtained a copy of The King of Sports: Football’s Impact on America. According to our Kindle, we got about 65% of the way through it while waiting for new tires to be put on WCD’s official vehicle. (“Daddy Drank Our Xmas Money”? Yeah, bullshit. Daddy put all our Xmas money into car tires. Daddy doesn’t even have enough money for cheap vodka. Not that Daddy’s bitter or anything.)

It probably will not happen today, but we do plan to have a review of King of Sports up between now and the next TMQ.

TMQ Watch: December 3, 2013.

Wednesday, December 4th, 2013

Instead of a musical interlude, or random snark, we’ve decided this week to bring you something we hope you’ll really like: an interview with Gregg Easterbrook about The King of Sports: Football’s Impact on America from Reason magazine. Why? Well, we self-identify as libertarians, we like Reason, and we’d like to give them some more exposure. Also, we think this is a rare opportunity to see and hear the man himself, just in case you were wondering what TMQ looks and sounds like.

After the jump, this week’s TMQ

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Random notes: December 3, 2013.

Tuesday, December 3rd, 2013

Obit watch: William Stevenson, most famous as the author of A Man Called Intrepid.

(I remember Intrepid being all over the place when I was growing up. Oddly, given my interests at the time, I never got around to reading it.)

Also among the dead: noted Texas historian and author T.R. Fehrenbach.

Trial update #1: Pavel Dmitrichenko has been convicted in the acid attack on Bolshoi Ballet director Sergei Filin. Dmitrichenko was a Bolshoi soloist, who (according to the WP) felt that Fillin was not giving him “the best parts”. He’ll do six years in prison. Yuri Zarutsky, the man who actually threw the acid, will serve 10 years. Andrei Lipatov, the driver, will serve 4.

The three were also ordered to pay 3.5 millions rubles (about $106,000) in damages to Filin.

(Previously.)

Trial update #2: I am keeping an eye on the Bell/Spaccia trial. It went to the jury before Thanksgiving, and, as far as I know, the jury is still deliberating. (There wasn’t much to report towards the end; just the usual “Rizzo did it”.) I suspect the holidays threw things off quite a bit; stay tuned for details as I get them.

Trial update #3: The trial of Manuel Ramos and Jay Cicinelli started yesterday. Ramos and Cicinelli were police officers with the Fullerton police department: they are charged with beating Kelly Thomas to death. (Previously. Graphic image warning.)

Throwing stuff at the wall, just to see if it sticks.

Saturday, November 30th, 2013

Headline and subhead on the Statesman‘s website:

Holiday quiz time! Test your knowledge of ‘Elf,’ ‘Home Alone’ and more

Last year, we ran a hugely popular quiz from Dale Roe for what might be the greatest holiday movie of all time, “National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation.”

And that was as far as I got, since:

  1. The article is behind the Statesman‘s paywall.
  2. Everybody knows the greatest holiday movie of all time is the original “Die Hard“.

(Speaking of the holidays, I guess now I can start listening to my favorite Christmas song and get my favorite Christmas book off the shelf for the annual re-reading.)

(Though the less cynical side of me thinks The Annotated Christmas Carol would be a swell thing to have, even if it is unlikely to displace Mr. McGee in my affections. But I’m also a sucker for annotated books.)

And speaking of annotated books, I was delighted to learn of this (by way of the Publishers Weekly blog): Undiluted Hocus-Pocus: The Autobiography of Martin Gardner.

When I was younger, my family had a subscription to Scientific American, and I loved “Mathematical Games” (though I didn’t really have the mathematical background at the time to follow many of Gardner’s columns). When I was older, I encountered him as a skeptic, in the pages of the Skeptical Inquirer as well as in Science: Good, Bad, and Bogus and Fads and Fallacies in the Name of Science.

And, of course, Gardner memorably annotated a few books: his The Annotated Innocence of Father Brown was my introduction to Chesterton, and let us not forget The Annotated Alice.

Anyway, my point (and I do have one) is that this a very good thing. I’m not sure how many Gardner fans are out there in my audience, and if any of them already knew about this; but if you did know, why didn’t you tell me?

TMQ Watch: November 26, 2013.

Wednesday, November 27th, 2013

Over the past few years, we have come to the conclusion that the word “professional” is becoming the most abused word in the English language. “Professional grade” pickup trucks; as a dedicated amateur, can I save a few bucks by purchasing a non-professional grade one? “That’s not professional” has become a commonly used phrase in business; what that really means, as we see it, is “I don’t like it, but if I invoke the word ‘professional’, you can’t argue with me.”

What does this have to do with TMQ? Well, in this week’s edition, after the jump…

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Obit watch: November 22, 2013.

Friday, November 22nd, 2013

Jim over at the Travis McGee Reader made a good point a few days ago: both Aldous Huxley and C.S. Lewis died on this date 50 years ago, but it seems like they got lost in the shuffle. (Although, according to Wikipedia, “In 2013, on the 50th anniversary of his death, Lewis will be honoured with a memorial in Poets’ Corner, Westminster Abbey.” Good.)

(If I was going to have a fantasy dinner party, I’d actually have two: one with C.S. Lewis and G. K. Chesterton. I have a tremendous admiration for both men, and think it would be fascinating to sit and talk with them.)

(The other dinner party would be with Robert Ruark and Peter Hathaway Capstick. And maybe some other folks, too; I’d think I’d also invite Harry Selby and Tam. But I digress.)

And the day before, Robert Stroud passed away. I’d have to go back to the morning papers from the 22nd to see what kind of play Stroud’s death got, but if he got lost in the shuffle, I’d have to say “Good”.

I’m sure I don’t need to tell my readers (all of whom are strong, smart, and if they have children, their kids are all above average) this, but for those who may be coming here for the first time and don’t know: contrary to popular belief and “Birdman of Alcatraz” (both the book and movie), Robert Stroud was a nasty piece of work. Bill James offers a pretty pithy summary in Popular Crime:

Stroud, among his other charming qualities, liked to write violent pornography in which he fantasized about abducting, raping, and murdering small children. Alvin (Creepy) Karpis, a famous criminal from the 1930s who was confined with Stroud at Alcatraz, wrote in his account of life on Alcatraz that Stroud talked constantly about raping and killing children, and insisted that he wasn’t bluffing: if he had gotten a chance, he would have done it. This led to a Kafkaesque scene at a parole hearing for Stroud in 1962. Outside the building protestors marched, holding placards demanding the release of the kindly bird doctor portrayed by Burt Lancaster in the movie, while inside the hearing parole officials dealt with a distinctly disturbed old man who mumbled about getting out of prison soon because he had a long list of people he wanted to kill and not much time left to kill them.

(And, yes, Stroud may have been abused by the prison system. Even nasty pieces of work deserve humane treatment and the protection of the law. But between the book by Gaddis, which is basically hagiography, and Babyak’s Bird Man: The Many Faces of Robert Stroud, which I think has a different set of biases, it is hard to tell how much actual mistreatment Stroud suffered, and how much of it was inflated or even invented by Stroud and his fan club.)

Herbert Mitgang
, reporter and editor for the NYT, and author of Dangerous Dossiers, has died.

November 22, 1963.

Friday, November 22nd, 2013

I don’t remember where I was at the time. It was about 18 months before I was born, so depending on your belief in reincarnation…

I’m about 70-30 on the “Oswald acted alone” front. (I used to be about 60-40, but as I get older, I get more skeptical of conspiracy theories.)

My main reason for leaning that way is that I just can’t believe anybody would be able to keep a conspiracy the size of the alleged JFK one secret for 50 years.

“But altered evidence! Faked documents!” Well, maybe. But once you start letting all that stuff in, you’re really going down the rabbit hole to the point where truth and fiction are completely inseparable and indistinguishable. That way lies madness. Maybe I’m naive, maybe I just want to bury my head in the sand, but I’d rather believe Oswald acted alone than believe in a giant national conspiracy led by The Cigarette Smoking Man (or someone like him). “Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won’t say anything. Just leave us alone.

I wish I could recommend a good JFK book to you, but I’m not that well read in the literature. Heck, I haven’t even been to Dallas and toured the Sixth Floor Museum, though that is on the agenda for sometime soon.

Bill James, for what it’s worth, recommends two books. Case Closed by Gerald Posner is one I want to read, but that may be because Posner shares my “Oswald acted alone” bias.

On the other hand, James also recommends Mortal Error: The Shot That Killed JFK, which made me go “Whaaat?”. I remember when that book came out. Admittedly, I didn’t read the whole thing: I thumbed through it in the bookstore, and flipped to the end to see how it came out. I thought this was a completely crazy theory then, and I still think so now. James spends a fair amount of space detailing the “Mortal Error” theory and why he finds it convincing; I think there are a lot of questions James simply ignores or glosses over. (tl,dr version of the theory: Oswald got off two shots, but JFK was actually killed by a negligent discharge from a Secret Service agent’s AR-15.)

(And I owe you guys a longer discussion of Popular Crime.)

Here are two of my favorite related videos. CBS News hires sharpshooters and attempts to recreate the shooting. (Bonus: the dulcet tones of Dan Rather, for those of you who have been missing the sound of his voice.)

Courage!

And I’ve referenced this before, but I don’t think I’ve ever embedded it, and the link I did use is broken, so: Penn and Teller explain why JFK’s head moved the way it did, using a honeydew melon, fiberglass tape, a Carcano rifle, and a pink pillbox hat.

Harry Potter and the Pension Plan of Doom.

Tuesday, November 19th, 2013

How does the Postal Service decide who (or what) gets a stamp?

The somewhat interesting answer to that question is that there’s a group called the Citizens’ Stamp Advisory Committee that considers requests and makes recommendations to the Postmaster General. The Committee has some “guidelines” which are really more like “rules”: for example, nobody gets a stamp until ten years after they die (with the exception of former presidents) is a Committee guideline. (You can find a current list of members here. Here are the current selection guidelines from Wikipedia: it looks like they have abandoned both the “ten years after death” criteria and the “no living person” rule. Here’s an older version of the guidelines that includes both.)

Anyway, the CSAC has been given a considerable amount of deference until recently. With the Post Office bleeding money like there’s no tomorrow (which may very well be the case), there’s pressure to bring in more revenue by upping stamp sales.

This has resulted in the Postal Service bypassing the CSAC and deciding to issue Harry Potter stamps.

“Harry Potter is not American. It’s foreign, and it’s so blatantly commercial it’s off the charts,” said John Hotchner, a stamp collector in Falls Church and former president of the American Philatelic Society, who served on the committee for 12 years until 2010. “The Postal Service knows what will sell, but that’s not what stamps ought to be about. Things that don’t sell so well are part of the American story.”

I’m torn by this. I’m not a big Harry Potter fan, but I know people who are, and I can see using Harry Potter to get kids into stamp collecting. On the other hand, I think Hotchner has a point too; Harry Potter is not American and not historical, and shouldn’t stamps tell stories of America? And is better to suck kids in with pop culture figures, or with bits of real, interesting, American history?

I don’t know. I don’t even know if I’m going to buy any Harry Potter stamps; if I do, they will be gifts for the younger set. (I prefer to mail my letters with stamps depicting dead presidents. Speaking of which, I’d be absolutely delighted if the Postal Service came out with Nixon “forever” stamps. Indeed, if they really wanted to rake in some bucks, why not do new runs of “forever” stamps for every (deceased) president? I bet they’d sell a lot of complete sets and associated commemorative albums/stamp keepers/etc. to stamp collectors and history buffs.)

So, Harry Potter doesn’t rile me up too much. Reasonable people can disagree over the merits and demerits of his stamps. But there are some other things in the WP coverage that get under my skin.

Among those now under consideration are the Beatles

A vastly over-rated group with a few toe-tappers.

Apple founder Steve Jobs

I would buy Steve Jobs stamps, but I think it is too soon. The ten-year guideline is a good one.

basketball player Wilt Chamberlain

Died in 1999. Not a bad choice.

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Sure, why not?

and chef Julia Child.

Absolutely, I think Julia is worthy of her own stamp. And we are coming up on ten years since her death.

(Speaking of Julia, on a slightly related note: does everything in the world have to involve f–king cats?)

Manabe objected to the jazz singer Sarah Vaughan, people familiar with the discussions said, on the grounds that Vaughan is not well known among young Americans. Barbie has been on the table, although no decisions have been made on the Mattel doll.

I’d argue that one of the goals of the stamp program should be education. Issuing, say, a Sarah Vaughn stamp should be taken as an opportunity to educate people about Ms. Vaughn and her music. As for Barbie, I think there’s a fine line between commercial promotion and acknowledging icons of American history, but I’d come down on the side of Barbie being a part of history, too.

(Who is “Manabe”?

Members of the advisory committee have complained to [Postmaster General Patrick] Donahoe that they have been brushed aside by agency staff, led by marketing director Nagisa Manabe, a former Coca-Cola executive hired in 2012 to reinvigorate the postal brand. Manabe moved the stamp program into her department and pushed aside veterans in the program, according to postal sources.

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More:

In September, the committee’s frustration boiled over and all 13 members walked out of their meeting and signed an unprecedented letter to Donahoe demanding that he meet with them.
“Quite simply, as it is run now, this committee no longer represents the collector, both avid and amateur, the child just discovering the wonder of stamps, the bride looking for the perfect wedding stamp or the very citizens it was designed to serve,” said the letter, which was obtained by The Post and first reported by Linn’s Stamp News. The committee wrote that it had responded to the mandate to “think big and think commercial.” But Harry Potter “was developed even though we, as a committee, did not propose it nor discussed how it could be best presented.”

Meanwhile, the Postal Service has hired a “futurist” “to help map out the future of stamps”. But not just any futurist: they’ve hired Faith Popcorn.

This is mildly surprising, though: some members of CSAC are cranky about the Inverted Jenny stamps.

The Postal Service reissued the inverted image in September as well as 100 sheets of the image right side up. Spokesman Roy Betts said the goal was to generate excitement.
But to committee members, as well as many collectors, it has come across as a gimmick and an unfair lottery.

It isn’t clear to me, from the context, if the members are upset over the whole “Inverted Jenny” re-issue, which I see as the Postal Service equivalent of “fan service“, or if they’re just cranky about the right-side up upside-down Jenny stamps. Those do seem kind of gimmicky, but no more unfair than William T. Robey’s original purchase.

Pictures of MatchBook men.

Tuesday, October 29th, 2013

Interesting.

Today, Amazon launched Kindle MatchBook, a new benefit that gives customers the option to buy—for $2.99, $1.99, $0.99, or free—the Kindle edition of print books they have purchased new from Amazon.

Why is this interesting? Well, I checked my Amazon account to see what titles were available to me. Right now, there are six: three of them were purchased as gifts for other people.

So, I can get the Kindle ebook edition, at a reduced price, of a physical book I bought for another person. Let me repeat that: for a considerably reduced price, I can get the electronic edition of a book I don’t even own. I’m not sure if this is by Amazon design, or a flaw in their process. I would have expected Amazon to do some checking, such as: did this go to the primary shipping address on the account, or a different address? Was this a purchase off of someone other person’s wishlist?

But hey! I can get Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance for 99 cents!

Add the professional narration of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance for a reduced price of $12.99 after you buy this Kindle book.

Yeah. $12.99 seems a little steep. How much for the amateur narration?

Obit watch: October 25, 2013.

Friday, October 25th, 2013

I nearly missed this one. The only coverage I’ve seen has been on the A/V Club.

William Harrison, novelist and screenwriter, died on Tuesday.

I was unfamiliar with much of Harrison’s work. Apparently, he wrote a lot of novels set in Africa. But perhaps his biggest claim to fame is a short story, “Roller Ball Murder”, which was published in Esquire in 1973.

Norman Jewison hired Harrison to do a screenplay based on the story. The result:

Making book.

Monday, October 21st, 2013

Not much going on today, so here’s a few links I found interesting.

  1. Jim Sherman at the HouChron‘s “Bookish” blog did a very nice tribute to George V. Higgins back in August. You may remember the late Mr. Higgins for The Friends of Eddie Coyle and other crime novels….

    No American novelist has ever mastered dialogue the way Higgins did. If anything, he may have had too fine an ear for the mainstream. I read Eddie Coyle when I was a Midwestern high school student, and I just didn’t get it. Then I spent 10 weeks in boot camp in the company of 20 or teenage boys from Southie and when I revisited the novel it made much more sense: Oh, that’s why he put that comma there! That’s why he murdered the verb tense deader than a stool pigeon! That’s the way those people talk!

  2. I don’t much like talking about religion, or my religious beliefs, here. But my brother forwarded me an article over the weekend that I’m going to make something of an exception for: “‘Mr. Spock goes to church’: How one Christian copes with Asperger’s syndrome“. I’m a little verklempt, so feel free to talk about this one in the comments.
  3. Not bookmark fodder, but I did want to point this one out: this year is the 100th anniversary of the introduction of Camel cigarettes, which inspires one LAT writer to invective. I don’t smoke cigarettes. I do smoke a very occasional cigar. But every time I read an article like this one, or see one of those TheTruth commercials, I’m tempted to start smoking just to spite these people.

    Robert N. Proctor is a professor of the history of science at Stanford University and the author of “Golden Holocaust: Origins of the Cigarette Catastrophe and the Case for Abolition.”

    “the case for abolition”? We’ve seen how well prohibition worked for alcohol. We see how well it works for marijuana. If you outlaw cigarettes, I promise you: the resulting chaos will make Prohibition and the War on (Some) Drugs look like a Sunday School picnic.