Sunday, May 10, 2020
A Rainy Day Happy Mother's Day Wish
Today has been pretty rainy here in Gainesville...it seems to have abated at least for a while at this mid-afternoon writing. Maybe next week will be a better time for one of my long neighborhood runs. I'd like to take this moment to wish for all a Happy Mother's Day and that you all are safe. Until tomorrow...
Saturday, May 9, 2020
Ahmaud Arbery, a Young Black Man in America Just Going Out on a Jog
I like to jog, something that you already know if you've read this blog...or just skimmed over the article titles. When I run, I use as my primary routes my own subdivision, along with the neighboring one, running past scores of houses...although when on extraordinarily long runs I've been known to extend them further out into other neighborhoods. I prefer the residential streets because the traffic is much lighter than along a main thoroughfare...and quite frankly I'm not a big fan of running on sidewalks. But while I am very familiar with my own neighborhood, I am still wary of ever going on nighttime runs, and for one reason alone: I'm not one hundred percent sure that there isn't among the residents one or more gun-owning crazy, paranoid persons who might be liable to shoot me, seeing me as a running person in the darkness fleeing a crime. Maybe that sounds paranoid coming from an aging, frumpy-looking white dude as myself, but if you're a black man in this country...especially the South, that's a principal of personal survival. But apparently now, it doesn't have to be in the night...in February Ahmaud Arbery, a 25-year old black man, was simply jogging down a road in plain daylight in a suburb of Brunswick, Georgia, when he was pursued, stopped, struggled with...and then repeatedly shot to death by a white father and son, Gregory and Travis McMichael, who had noticed him while driving their pickup truck around. The father was a retired county police officer, and this fact seemed to affect the case as the prosecutor felt the need to recuse herself...ultimately no charges were filed and the McMichaels' version, that they were looking into a number of burglaries in the area (apparently untrue), became essentially the police report. But a few days ago a lawyer who knew the McMichaels released a video made of the incident...and the case exploded onto the national stage. Now the McMichaels are being charged with murder...a case that has "Trayvon Martin" and race-tinged vigilante violence stamped all over it. I'm sure as this case develops we'll learn more from it, but it grieves me to no end about the fact that in my country someone can't freely engage themselves in a public setting without being profiled, harassed, and becoming subjected to the violent whims of others, while the justice system seems to work against them at every turn. And it's not just blacks suffering this treatment: look just recently at the public harassment of people from eastern Asian backgrounds as they become scapegoated for the coronavirus pandemic by ignorant, bigoted jerks...
Friday, May 8, 2020
Quote of the Week...from Barry Farber
There is no reward in life without risk. ---Barry Farber
Barry Farber...not the motivational expert but rather the older radio talk show host...died Wednesday at the age of 90...reminding me of the passing of Don Shula at the same age just days before. In the early-to-mid 1970s I used to listen to his shows, which originated on New York City's WOR and were replayed later on Miami Beach's WKAT/1360 "The Talk of Miami", along with Jean Shepherd's monologue program from WOR. Farber was an independent-thinking conservative who was well-versed in international affairs and history and staunchly anti-communist. Since his youth he had a strong interest in foreign languages, teaching himself several to varying degrees of proficiency...reminds me a little of myself in that regard. Barry stood out with his distinctly North Carolinian southern accent and, unlike the talk show hosts of today, about whom he complained of using the forum to extend their own egos, preferred to place himself in the background and allow his guests to express themselves openly. He didn't stack up his show only with people in alignment with his own political views, either...Farber loved rigorous on-the-air debate. As for the above quote, I happen to agree with it but since Farber's heyday in the business was before the digital age, I'm afraid much of what he had to say has gone by the wayside, so to speak...otherwise I might have a greater selection of quotes to choose from. As for learning foreign languages, I know it takes a great amount of humility to try to communicate with others when you already know you're probably going to sound pretty silly as you make one mistake after another...that's a sort of risk as well, to your own ego. But Barry Farber knew that the reward was worth it, and he always came across to me as a class act, respectful of others but at the same time confident enough to assert himself when needed. And he loved studying history and languages, just like me...
Barry Farber...not the motivational expert but rather the older radio talk show host...died Wednesday at the age of 90...reminding me of the passing of Don Shula at the same age just days before. In the early-to-mid 1970s I used to listen to his shows, which originated on New York City's WOR and were replayed later on Miami Beach's WKAT/1360 "The Talk of Miami", along with Jean Shepherd's monologue program from WOR. Farber was an independent-thinking conservative who was well-versed in international affairs and history and staunchly anti-communist. Since his youth he had a strong interest in foreign languages, teaching himself several to varying degrees of proficiency...reminds me a little of myself in that regard. Barry stood out with his distinctly North Carolinian southern accent and, unlike the talk show hosts of today, about whom he complained of using the forum to extend their own egos, preferred to place himself in the background and allow his guests to express themselves openly. He didn't stack up his show only with people in alignment with his own political views, either...Farber loved rigorous on-the-air debate. As for the above quote, I happen to agree with it but since Farber's heyday in the business was before the digital age, I'm afraid much of what he had to say has gone by the wayside, so to speak...otherwise I might have a greater selection of quotes to choose from. As for learning foreign languages, I know it takes a great amount of humility to try to communicate with others when you already know you're probably going to sound pretty silly as you make one mistake after another...that's a sort of risk as well, to your own ego. But Barry Farber knew that the reward was worth it, and he always came across to me as a class act, respectful of others but at the same time confident enough to assert himself when needed. And he loved studying history and languages, just like me...
Thursday, May 7, 2020
More (Ugh) Commentary About COVID-19
A few weeks ago I mentioned what New York's governor Cuomo flatly stated himself: the social distancing and shutdowns were for one aim: to ensure the availability of ventilators...along with the necessary hospitalization beds and staffing...when the virus outbreak spikes. We were "flattening the curve" to give the health care professionals the capacity to treat anyone with serious complications from COVID-19. But now it is no longer spiking at its former exponential rate and NY is lending its own ventilators to other states. Dr. Fauci, also a few weeks ago, had predicted that most Americans would eventually be exposed to the coronavirus and reflected what Cuomo had said about the need to ensure enough ventilators during the ongoing spike...hence the restrictive measures. The coronavirus is already all around us...like the Matrix in that movie series where everything breaks down to microscopic zeros and ones, it is unseen to the unaided eye. It hides within as many as half of those afflicted with it without any symptoms but is still extremely contagious for anyone unfortunate to come in contact with its carriers...or breathe the air they just exhaled. Reopening the society will in all likelihood ramp up the infection rate...it's not going away anytime soon, maybe never. But hopefully...and the news media has stopped reporting on it as if it is no longer a priority...they are still working hard on producing more life-sustaining-and saving ventilators should their need sadly sharply rise again. I've stated before that reopening the economy will be a divisive subject, and it seems as if the two political parties...along with their followers among the populace...are regrettably dividing down their respective reds and blues on which strategies to take. I'm still trying to follow the various distancing, mask-wearing and hygiene protocols and will continue along this line into the indefinite future: I don't have a personal "deadline" for ending this like some others apparently do...
Another observation about the pandemic: if you watch TV or go on one of the updated tally Internet sites, they emphasize total infections in different places along with the deaths. Although the online charts usually mention the totals of those who are listed as "recovered" in some places, it looks as if other places aren't reporting this statistic that I think is crucial. And CNN totally ignores recovered figures, making me wonder what the follow-up protocol is with all those who have tested positive...do they just let them go home and self-quarantine and then forget them unless they show up at the hospital with serious symptoms, or do they perform tests on them later on to see whether they recovered? The death totals will always increase...when the dead start returning to life on Earth let me know. And the total infected will likewise always increase...that is, unless you subtract from them the number of recovered cases. And aren't the net totals of those currently afflicted what people want to know?
Does intensity of initial exposure affect the degree of severity of illness? While acknowledging that every virus is different, armies in the past used to infect their own soldiers with small amounts of smallpox in order for them to achieve immunity from a possible future full attack...most became slightly ill for a few days and recovered, although a few did die. Does getting repeatedly blasted with COVID-19 in large concentrations...as opposed to picking it up once in a setting where the virus isn't in numerous amounts...make the progression of the disease in the body more harmful? And as far as immunity after you've had it is concerned...or the notion that a future vaccine is even possible...scientists are unwilling to be affirmative in either regard. But people shouldn't automatically take this negatively since if something hasn't been shown scientifically to be true, then scientists will, by the nature of their craft, refuse to categorically confirm it. One ominous sign, though, is that this particular strain seems to have already mutated into two different forms...
And finally, as I have stated before, I believe that the raw figures of confirmed coronavirus cases are misleading and should be replaced by updated results of randomized statistical testing covering different states and regions...the latter would in all likelihood demonstrate both a much larger prevalence of COVID-19 among the general population while at the same time point out hot spots where the illness seems to have a much higher presence...
Another observation about the pandemic: if you watch TV or go on one of the updated tally Internet sites, they emphasize total infections in different places along with the deaths. Although the online charts usually mention the totals of those who are listed as "recovered" in some places, it looks as if other places aren't reporting this statistic that I think is crucial. And CNN totally ignores recovered figures, making me wonder what the follow-up protocol is with all those who have tested positive...do they just let them go home and self-quarantine and then forget them unless they show up at the hospital with serious symptoms, or do they perform tests on them later on to see whether they recovered? The death totals will always increase...when the dead start returning to life on Earth let me know. And the total infected will likewise always increase...that is, unless you subtract from them the number of recovered cases. And aren't the net totals of those currently afflicted what people want to know?
Does intensity of initial exposure affect the degree of severity of illness? While acknowledging that every virus is different, armies in the past used to infect their own soldiers with small amounts of smallpox in order for them to achieve immunity from a possible future full attack...most became slightly ill for a few days and recovered, although a few did die. Does getting repeatedly blasted with COVID-19 in large concentrations...as opposed to picking it up once in a setting where the virus isn't in numerous amounts...make the progression of the disease in the body more harmful? And as far as immunity after you've had it is concerned...or the notion that a future vaccine is even possible...scientists are unwilling to be affirmative in either regard. But people shouldn't automatically take this negatively since if something hasn't been shown scientifically to be true, then scientists will, by the nature of their craft, refuse to categorically confirm it. One ominous sign, though, is that this particular strain seems to have already mutated into two different forms...
And finally, as I have stated before, I believe that the raw figures of confirmed coronavirus cases are misleading and should be replaced by updated results of randomized statistical testing covering different states and regions...the latter would in all likelihood demonstrate both a much larger prevalence of COVID-19 among the general population while at the same time point out hot spots where the illness seems to have a much higher presence...
Wednesday, May 6, 2020
Weekly Short Stories: 1958 Science Fiction, Part 1
Today I begin looking at the 1958 science fiction short stories appearing in the "year's best" anthology Isaac Asimov Presents The Great SF Stories 20 (1958). I have to admit up front that none of the book's first four stories that I'm discussing today remotely qualify as favorites of mine...then again, they weren't bad, either, and most contained a strong element of humor that gave them some added appeal. Here they are...
THE LAST OF THE DELIVERERS by Poul Anderson
Like Clifford Simak's novel City from a few years earlier, this story delves into the notion that society will progressively become more ruralized and decentralized with the big cities eventually abandoned in favor of a more small-town and traditional lifestyle. Anderson doesn't take it as far as Simak, who foresaw people isolating themselves from each other on large estates, served by robots. No, this is more like a Ray Bradbury small town as Jim, an elderly citizen who bemoans the retreat from large-scale capitalism, bitterly argues with Miller, another old-timer equally convinced that communism was the way for society's advancement. Meanwhile, the townspeople confound and anger both men with their contentment and what seems like a lack of motivation. Here is a clever argument for our future...that is, until you read the last paragraph...
THE FEELING OF POWER by Isaac Asimov
Off in the distant future an extensive space war using advanced computers...designed and built by other computers... is being carried out to a stalemate. A low-level engineer discovers a breakthrough around the computers when he demonstrates how to multiply numbers on paper...a long forgotten art. You know, it might seem preposterous to see people completely floored by somebody's ability to mentally multiply 9 times 7 and come up with 63...at least it would back in 1958 when this story was first published. Nowadays, though...with our so-called "smart" phones and advanced computing it seems that Asimov was able to look ahead to society's dumbing-down as digital technology increasingly supplanted people's formerly required thinking and education. A little scary, although this story was very funny...
POOR LITTLE WARRIOR! by Brian Aldiss
A loser from the future signs up with a company that offers hunting expeditions into the distant past...you know this story is going to end badly when the inept and insecure "hunter" decides to take on a brontosaurus. Then again, I thought the protagonist was such a jerk that maybe the ending wasn't so bad...it would be good as a Twilight Zone episode, albeit with some editing to make it a little less gruesome on broadcast TV. Another time-travel yarn...or should I say "yawn" as I'm tired of reading about this common sci-fi theme...
THE IRON CHANCELLOR by Robert Silverberg
Robot servants are featured in many futuristic twentieth century sci-fi stories...the idea of responsive, interactive and mobile labor-saving devices had a great appeal back then as the idea of the "good life" to many meant just sitting back and letting somebody (or something) else do all the work for them...with many this hasn't changed even today ("Alexa, turn on the lights"). In this story a man buys for his family's household the latest model of food-preparation robots, one that calculates the different family members' optimum weights and prepares their diets accordingly...very soon all of them, overweight to begin with, regret the change and want back Jemima, their old robot cook. Unfortunately, the new addition to the family has different ideas...
Next week I'll continue looking at old science fiction short stories from 1958...
THE LAST OF THE DELIVERERS by Poul Anderson
Like Clifford Simak's novel City from a few years earlier, this story delves into the notion that society will progressively become more ruralized and decentralized with the big cities eventually abandoned in favor of a more small-town and traditional lifestyle. Anderson doesn't take it as far as Simak, who foresaw people isolating themselves from each other on large estates, served by robots. No, this is more like a Ray Bradbury small town as Jim, an elderly citizen who bemoans the retreat from large-scale capitalism, bitterly argues with Miller, another old-timer equally convinced that communism was the way for society's advancement. Meanwhile, the townspeople confound and anger both men with their contentment and what seems like a lack of motivation. Here is a clever argument for our future...that is, until you read the last paragraph...
THE FEELING OF POWER by Isaac Asimov
Off in the distant future an extensive space war using advanced computers...designed and built by other computers... is being carried out to a stalemate. A low-level engineer discovers a breakthrough around the computers when he demonstrates how to multiply numbers on paper...a long forgotten art. You know, it might seem preposterous to see people completely floored by somebody's ability to mentally multiply 9 times 7 and come up with 63...at least it would back in 1958 when this story was first published. Nowadays, though...with our so-called "smart" phones and advanced computing it seems that Asimov was able to look ahead to society's dumbing-down as digital technology increasingly supplanted people's formerly required thinking and education. A little scary, although this story was very funny...
POOR LITTLE WARRIOR! by Brian Aldiss
A loser from the future signs up with a company that offers hunting expeditions into the distant past...you know this story is going to end badly when the inept and insecure "hunter" decides to take on a brontosaurus. Then again, I thought the protagonist was such a jerk that maybe the ending wasn't so bad...it would be good as a Twilight Zone episode, albeit with some editing to make it a little less gruesome on broadcast TV. Another time-travel yarn...or should I say "yawn" as I'm tired of reading about this common sci-fi theme...
THE IRON CHANCELLOR by Robert Silverberg
Robot servants are featured in many futuristic twentieth century sci-fi stories...the idea of responsive, interactive and mobile labor-saving devices had a great appeal back then as the idea of the "good life" to many meant just sitting back and letting somebody (or something) else do all the work for them...with many this hasn't changed even today ("Alexa, turn on the lights"). In this story a man buys for his family's household the latest model of food-preparation robots, one that calculates the different family members' optimum weights and prepares their diets accordingly...very soon all of them, overweight to begin with, regret the change and want back Jemima, their old robot cook. Unfortunately, the new addition to the family has different ideas...
Next week I'll continue looking at old science fiction short stories from 1958...
Tuesday, May 5, 2020
NFL Coaching Great Don Shula, 1930-2020
Don Shula, the Hall of Fame coach of the National Football League's Baltimore Colts and Miami Dolphins, died yesterday at the age of 90. During the late 1960s my mother was a big Colts fan...I think mainly because she was an even bigger Johnny Unitas fan...and I found myself from 1967 through 1969 rooting for Baltimore along with her. But my number one team, starting with the 1968 season when they were in their third year of existence as an expansion American Football League franchise, was the Miami Dolphins...the fact that I suffered along with them during a couple of their early losing seasons only intensified my pleasure when Baltimore's head coach Don Shula jumped ship to join the Dolphins in 1970. Shula always tailored his coaching emphasis to his players' strengths...with the Colts it was the wide open passing attack of Unitas, while with Miami he used their excellent offensive line to develop a ball control running attack with stars like Larry Csonka, Jim Kiick and Mercury Morris while Bob Griese did an excellent job as a game managing quarterback, mixing up short passes and occasional bombs. It was interesting that under Shula during the 1968 regular season, Unitas was injured early on and backup QB Earl Morrall brought the team to an unprecedented (for them) 13-1 regular season and into their first Super Bowl, against the New York Jets. Living at the time near Miami where the Super Bowl was being held, although the stadium was completely sold out the NFL still imposed a television blackout on the area, preventing me from watching the game. Since I was rooting for the Colts, it was probably just as well as the Jets, always Miami's divisional rival, pulled off one of the biggest upsets in football history. As for Morrall, Shula later brought him over to Miami as Griese's backup, and like in '68, in early 1972 the starter got injured and Morrall stepped in, this time leading the team to its glorious undefeated regular season. Griese returned to the helm against the Steelers in the playoffs and the team won its first of two straight Super Bowls...
Because Don Shula always presented a competitive team...in his 33 years as an NFL head coach his teams experienced only two losing seasons (winning a respectable six games in each of them)...this noble refusal to ever tank in order to get a high draft pick always placed the Dolphins at a disadvantage. But although they wouldn't win another Super Bowl under Shula after their two wins in the early 70s, I was always very proud of this team as they usually put on very entertaining performances with many of the great games in NFL history involving them...sometimes they won these classics and sometimes not. My favorite memory was seeing them knock off the dominant, thoroughly arrogant Chicago Bears 38-24 in 1985, preventing them from going undefeated...to me that was almost as good as winning the Super Bowl! Unfortunately (depending on how you look at it), in the early 1980s the Dolphins had a tenacious defense and questionable offense while after Dan Marino took over at quarterback the offense took off while the defense slid. Oh, if only they had the defense that got them into the Super Bowl during the '82 season AND the offense that carried them there two years later! All this took place under the leadership of a great coach, Don Shula...I'll miss him as will many of my fellow South Floridians from that era, whether we still live down there or not...
Because Don Shula always presented a competitive team...in his 33 years as an NFL head coach his teams experienced only two losing seasons (winning a respectable six games in each of them)...this noble refusal to ever tank in order to get a high draft pick always placed the Dolphins at a disadvantage. But although they wouldn't win another Super Bowl under Shula after their two wins in the early 70s, I was always very proud of this team as they usually put on very entertaining performances with many of the great games in NFL history involving them...sometimes they won these classics and sometimes not. My favorite memory was seeing them knock off the dominant, thoroughly arrogant Chicago Bears 38-24 in 1985, preventing them from going undefeated...to me that was almost as good as winning the Super Bowl! Unfortunately (depending on how you look at it), in the early 1980s the Dolphins had a tenacious defense and questionable offense while after Dan Marino took over at quarterback the offense took off while the defense slid. Oh, if only they had the defense that got them into the Super Bowl during the '82 season AND the offense that carried them there two years later! All this took place under the leadership of a great coach, Don Shula...I'll miss him as will many of my fellow South Floridians from that era, whether we still live down there or not...
Monday, May 4, 2020
My 500 All-Time Favorite Songs: #140-131
It's Monday again and time for ten more songs from my list of 500 all-time personal favorites. Like last week's, these span several decades...which only makes sense because, well, I'm several decades old! You probably know some of the songs, but for the ones you don't why not give them a try...and watch the video of the one I recommended. Here they are...
140 FACE POLLUTION...Soundgarden
This track from Soundgarden...my all-time favorite grunge band...is from their 1991 album Badmotorfinger, but I didn't hear it until 1995 when I picked up on their sensational Superunknown, one of the all-time greatest albums ever, and decided to look into some of their earlier works. Face Pollution, featuring the band's talented bluesy, intense singer Chris Cornell, is a hard-driving rock piece, my favorite off the album...I really got into it in the year 1999, deeming it one of my favorites of that year as I lived through it. Sadly, Cornell is no longer with us, what a loss...
139 WHERE DID OUR LOVE GO?...the Supremes
This song was the Supremes' debut singles hit in 1964...later their success and durability on the pop charts would earn them multiple appearances on the Ed Sullivan show. There were a lot of successful female singing groups back then, but the Supremes reigned "supreme" over them all with the extraordinary lead singing of Diana Ross and the choral accompaniment of Mary Wilson and Flo Ballard. This was my all-time second favorite Supremes song...my favorite, much higher on this list, has an ironic twist to it...but I'll save that until later...
138 LET ME IN...R.E.M.
Drowned in a wall of guitar sound, this 1994 track from R.E.M.'s Monster album was perhaps the saddest song ever produced by this band already well-known for its sad songs. That's not surprising, since it is an agonized tribute to Nirvana's late front man Kurt Cobain who had killed himself just months before, and whom R.E.M. lyricist and singer Michael Stipe had personally befriended...listen to the words yourself and see if they don't tear you apart: "He gathered up his loved ones around him to say good-bye, nice try"...Let Me In was my favorite song of 1994 as I lived through it, but be warned: it is a severe tearjerker...
137 DON'T STAND SO CLOSE TO ME...the Police
This was the song, from this British/American rock/reggae band's 1981 third album Zenyatta Mondatta, that turned my attention in their direction...I eventually bought the album and have been an ardent fan since. The lyrics speak of temptation and scandal as singer Sting dons his former professional role as a high school teacher, here susceptible to one of his student's charms...hence the title. Of course, in these pandemic times it also serves as an anthem for social distancing, doesn't it? But I came to love it for the brilliant musical arrangement and melody...and that unmistakable blend of reggae into rock that only the Police could pull off as well as they did...
136 YOU...George Harrison
When this single heralding the release of Harrison's 1976 album Extra Texture came out back then, I was happy to see the former Beatle was making a comeback with some really good music...I loved this simple love song with its positive vibes and awesome saxophone. It turned out, though, that although the album's other material was fine as far as I was concerned, You was actually a rejected outtake from 1971 when George was riding high in popularity following the release of his celebrated All Things Must Pass "triple" album. Extra Texture wasn't much of a success after the initial hype wore off, but You was from an earlier era of musical creativity in Harrison's life when there seemed to be nothing holding him back...
135 HERE TO STAY...Korn
Warning: this is a brutal, in-your-face, angry song with a lot of dissonance and heavy metal intonations. The singer bemoans just about everything currently going on around him...a sign of the stressful times back in 2002 when it came out post-9/11 as terror plots were being seen everywhere...remember the Beltway sniper?...and the drums of war were beating increasingly louder. Somehow, though, within this song's harshness there is an expression of exquisite artistry...Korn brought it all together and I deemed it then as my "song of the year". My favorite part is toward the end when singer Jonathan Davis chants "Bring it down!" to a heavy metal crescendo...
134 BOTH SIDES NOW...Judy Collins
This Joni Mitchell song was beautifully covered by Judy Collins in 1968, giving her the biggest hit of her career...I was okay with it back then but as the years went by I was able to see it from "both sides" and realized the perfect combination of deep, philosophical lyrics dealing with maturity and insight and a wonderful melody sung with such compelling emotion. A real masterpiece of the times: "But now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads, they say I've changed"...this line literally happened to me personally when a old friend turned on me way back even before this song came out...the saddest part is that he died so prematurely more than two decades ago...
133 HALF A WORLD AWAY...R.E.M.
The second R.E.M. song on today's segment, Half a World Away is a deep track appearing on the Athens, Georgia-based band's breakthrough 1990 Out of Time album. Like the album's more famous singles release Losing My Religion, it features guitarist Peter Buck switching to the mandolin to accompany Michael Stipe's wistful wailing about...well, being half a world away and having to go it alone. The story I picked up from the Web is that Buck was actually just learning to play the mandolin for use on this album and that the riff for this song just popped into his head...pretty cool, huh?
132 REPTILIA...the Strokes
I'd already become a Strokes fan in 2004 after hearing their hit 12:51 being played a lot on my local alternative rock radio station, but then Reptilia...from the same album Room on Fire...came out with the band's three guitars dominating this song along with Julian Casablancas' expressive singing. Although Reptilia stands well on its own, you have to watch their official video of it, one of the greatest performance videos ever made and one that portrays the band...along with their guitar and drum playing...up close as no one has done before or since: I could watch videos like this endlessly...
131 I GOT A NAME...Jim Croce
By the summer of 1973, Jim Croce to me had come across as a folksy working-class kind of pop star with his brawl-themed singles hits You Don't Mess Around with Jim and Bad, Bad Leroy Brown. But just as I Got a Name was being released in September 1973, Croce tragically perished in a Louisiana plane crash. This much more serious and thoughtful song immortalized his name in the minds of many...including myself...and in subsequent months the breadth of his creativity, both with his lyrics and his music, would make a lasting impression on me. Maybe it seems pretty self-evident, but I'll say it anyway: I Got a Name is a positive song about asserting your own sense of identity and taking responsibility for your own life...
Next week: #130-121...
140 FACE POLLUTION...Soundgarden
This track from Soundgarden...my all-time favorite grunge band...is from their 1991 album Badmotorfinger, but I didn't hear it until 1995 when I picked up on their sensational Superunknown, one of the all-time greatest albums ever, and decided to look into some of their earlier works. Face Pollution, featuring the band's talented bluesy, intense singer Chris Cornell, is a hard-driving rock piece, my favorite off the album...I really got into it in the year 1999, deeming it one of my favorites of that year as I lived through it. Sadly, Cornell is no longer with us, what a loss...
139 WHERE DID OUR LOVE GO?...the Supremes
This song was the Supremes' debut singles hit in 1964...later their success and durability on the pop charts would earn them multiple appearances on the Ed Sullivan show. There were a lot of successful female singing groups back then, but the Supremes reigned "supreme" over them all with the extraordinary lead singing of Diana Ross and the choral accompaniment of Mary Wilson and Flo Ballard. This was my all-time second favorite Supremes song...my favorite, much higher on this list, has an ironic twist to it...but I'll save that until later...
138 LET ME IN...R.E.M.
Drowned in a wall of guitar sound, this 1994 track from R.E.M.'s Monster album was perhaps the saddest song ever produced by this band already well-known for its sad songs. That's not surprising, since it is an agonized tribute to Nirvana's late front man Kurt Cobain who had killed himself just months before, and whom R.E.M. lyricist and singer Michael Stipe had personally befriended...listen to the words yourself and see if they don't tear you apart: "He gathered up his loved ones around him to say good-bye, nice try"...Let Me In was my favorite song of 1994 as I lived through it, but be warned: it is a severe tearjerker...
137 DON'T STAND SO CLOSE TO ME...the Police
This was the song, from this British/American rock/reggae band's 1981 third album Zenyatta Mondatta, that turned my attention in their direction...I eventually bought the album and have been an ardent fan since. The lyrics speak of temptation and scandal as singer Sting dons his former professional role as a high school teacher, here susceptible to one of his student's charms...hence the title. Of course, in these pandemic times it also serves as an anthem for social distancing, doesn't it? But I came to love it for the brilliant musical arrangement and melody...and that unmistakable blend of reggae into rock that only the Police could pull off as well as they did...
136 YOU...George Harrison
When this single heralding the release of Harrison's 1976 album Extra Texture came out back then, I was happy to see the former Beatle was making a comeback with some really good music...I loved this simple love song with its positive vibes and awesome saxophone. It turned out, though, that although the album's other material was fine as far as I was concerned, You was actually a rejected outtake from 1971 when George was riding high in popularity following the release of his celebrated All Things Must Pass "triple" album. Extra Texture wasn't much of a success after the initial hype wore off, but You was from an earlier era of musical creativity in Harrison's life when there seemed to be nothing holding him back...
135 HERE TO STAY...Korn
Warning: this is a brutal, in-your-face, angry song with a lot of dissonance and heavy metal intonations. The singer bemoans just about everything currently going on around him...a sign of the stressful times back in 2002 when it came out post-9/11 as terror plots were being seen everywhere...remember the Beltway sniper?...and the drums of war were beating increasingly louder. Somehow, though, within this song's harshness there is an expression of exquisite artistry...Korn brought it all together and I deemed it then as my "song of the year". My favorite part is toward the end when singer Jonathan Davis chants "Bring it down!" to a heavy metal crescendo...
134 BOTH SIDES NOW...Judy Collins
This Joni Mitchell song was beautifully covered by Judy Collins in 1968, giving her the biggest hit of her career...I was okay with it back then but as the years went by I was able to see it from "both sides" and realized the perfect combination of deep, philosophical lyrics dealing with maturity and insight and a wonderful melody sung with such compelling emotion. A real masterpiece of the times: "But now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads, they say I've changed"...this line literally happened to me personally when a old friend turned on me way back even before this song came out...the saddest part is that he died so prematurely more than two decades ago...
133 HALF A WORLD AWAY...R.E.M.
The second R.E.M. song on today's segment, Half a World Away is a deep track appearing on the Athens, Georgia-based band's breakthrough 1990 Out of Time album. Like the album's more famous singles release Losing My Religion, it features guitarist Peter Buck switching to the mandolin to accompany Michael Stipe's wistful wailing about...well, being half a world away and having to go it alone. The story I picked up from the Web is that Buck was actually just learning to play the mandolin for use on this album and that the riff for this song just popped into his head...pretty cool, huh?
132 REPTILIA...the Strokes
I'd already become a Strokes fan in 2004 after hearing their hit 12:51 being played a lot on my local alternative rock radio station, but then Reptilia...from the same album Room on Fire...came out with the band's three guitars dominating this song along with Julian Casablancas' expressive singing. Although Reptilia stands well on its own, you have to watch their official video of it, one of the greatest performance videos ever made and one that portrays the band...along with their guitar and drum playing...up close as no one has done before or since: I could watch videos like this endlessly...
131 I GOT A NAME...Jim Croce
By the summer of 1973, Jim Croce to me had come across as a folksy working-class kind of pop star with his brawl-themed singles hits You Don't Mess Around with Jim and Bad, Bad Leroy Brown. But just as I Got a Name was being released in September 1973, Croce tragically perished in a Louisiana plane crash. This much more serious and thoughtful song immortalized his name in the minds of many...including myself...and in subsequent months the breadth of his creativity, both with his lyrics and his music, would make a lasting impression on me. Maybe it seems pretty self-evident, but I'll say it anyway: I Got a Name is a positive song about asserting your own sense of identity and taking responsibility for your own life...
Next week: #130-121...
Sunday, May 3, 2020
13.5 Mile Run Today Under Relentlessly Sunny Sky
This afternoon I went on my long weekend run with the aim of duplicating my success of April 11th when I covered 13.3 miles. I managed 13.5 miles under a relentlessly sunny sky although the temperature was moderate between 79 and 83 degrees while the humidity hovered around 51%. This week I was careful to eat plenty of carbs the day before, pre-hydrate and not run as fast a pace as I did last week. At the end of the run I was still pretty tired, though...but my recovery afterwards seems to be going fine. I tweaked my running course to add a section of NW 37th Street off NW 53rd Avenue...I used to run down it on my long distance training runs back in 2010-11. But after finishing this run today, I feel I need to reconsider my goal of progressively longer distances...especially knowing that with the progression of spring into summer here in northern Florida the temperatures will inevitably climb into the 90s. So, happy that I was able to cover two half-marathons in each of April and May, I think that at least for the foreseeable future I'll cut the distance on these weekend long runs to something more manageable, like 7-10 miles. As far as the people I encountered along the way, they were few and far between, in curious contrast to last Sunday's run when everyone seemed out and about...the weather conditions seemed about the same, go figure. I much prefer overcast skies on my running outings and not having a cloud in the sky...something many others probably love...made me want to go inside and draw my curtains closed. Well, I'm now inside with the curtains drawn and the air-conditioning going full blast...and the coffee pot has just finished brewing. Now to enjoy the rest of my day off...
Saturday, May 2, 2020
Just Finished Reading Missing Person by Sarah Lotz
I follow Stephen King on Twitter...there are pros and cons to this as the great popular fiction author of our time tends to get a bit sidetracked railing against Trump. I'm more interested in his take on the world of literature, and sometimes he recommends books he has just read. Sarah Lotz's 2019 thriller novel Missing Person is one of these that he has recently extolled, so I managed to check it out online from my library and just finished reading it. Here are my reactions...
A killer in their midst...this is revealed up front as an online group of amateurs investigating unidentified dead across the country focus on a murder victim in Minnesota, while in a separate story Sean, a young gay man in Ireland, searches for his uncle, which his relatives had shunned and claimed had dies years before but in fact had emigrated to America. Where is Uncle Ted...and the online sleuths have their own mystery, about the Boy in the Dress: who is he? Connecting both stories is the murderer, who has infiltrated the group in order to keep up with their progress. It's suspenseful and revealing as the investigators have their own personal lives and stories...as well as Sean and the killer: Lotz alternately presents their different perspectives on the developing story their lives begin to converge toward an inevitable climax at the end. And that ending isn't what I expected, usually a plus. I agree with Stephen King that this was a good story...very impressive character development as well as a sense of empathy on the author's part as to their personalities and motivations. Go see if you agree with me. By the way, King has just come out with a book of novellas titled If It Bleeds and I checked it out as well, in the process of reading story #1, titled Mr. Harrigan's Phone...
A killer in their midst...this is revealed up front as an online group of amateurs investigating unidentified dead across the country focus on a murder victim in Minnesota, while in a separate story Sean, a young gay man in Ireland, searches for his uncle, which his relatives had shunned and claimed had dies years before but in fact had emigrated to America. Where is Uncle Ted...and the online sleuths have their own mystery, about the Boy in the Dress: who is he? Connecting both stories is the murderer, who has infiltrated the group in order to keep up with their progress. It's suspenseful and revealing as the investigators have their own personal lives and stories...as well as Sean and the killer: Lotz alternately presents their different perspectives on the developing story their lives begin to converge toward an inevitable climax at the end. And that ending isn't what I expected, usually a plus. I agree with Stephen King that this was a good story...very impressive character development as well as a sense of empathy on the author's part as to their personalities and motivations. Go see if you agree with me. By the way, King has just come out with a book of novellas titled If It Bleeds and I checked it out as well, in the process of reading story #1, titled Mr. Harrigan's Phone...
Friday, May 1, 2020
Quote of the Week...from Noreena Hertz
All of us show bias when it comes to what information we take in. We typically focus on anything that agrees with the outcome we want. ...Noreena Hertz
Noreena Hertz is an English economist, whose main claim as far as I'm concerned is that she delivered the above totally spot-on quote. There are different types of bias, and maybe someday I'll go into some of them. The bias I'm focusing on today is the kind displayed in media...particularly on cable news channels like CNN, FoxNews, NewsMax and MSNBC as their programming and hosts tend to take one side or another in the bipolar constant political battles ruling our lives during these divisive times. If you're on one side you probably don't see the bias that agrees with your worldview but quickly pick up on bias against it...Noreena Hertz clearly understands that principle. I don't claim to have a complete grasp about bias on these channels, but I came up with some examples...don't think I'm picking on one outlet over the others: I see bias on all of them. I'm not talking here about the "opinion" shows but rather the segments purporting to be news journalism. Here are some indicators of bias in news on these channels as I see it...
1) Selection of topics to favor one's own side and cast the other side in an unfavorable light. Conversely, they don't want to bring up issues that make the leaders they support possibly look bad. So what you often see is different channels factually discussing...all on their "news" shows...completely different issues: look for the agenda behind their topic decisions.
2) Twisting context of reported statements, either to promote or criticize. As a prime example of this, I look at our president, a man who speaks his ongoing thoughts out impulsively and comes up with a lot of statements that can be taken different ways. It's a balancing act dealing with people like this: you want to avoid both expanding his meaning into something he never intended and going through convolutions of logic trying to excuse his sloppiness. But you get both biases depending on the channel.
3) Most guests prop up host's assumptions and views. Although I've seen notable exceptions, the tendency is for a host to stack up a bunch of different guests, often in multiple split-screens, most of whom either echo or expand upon the "favored" position being discussed. Sometimes they'll get someone to sit in giving the "other" side's take, but they're still usually in the minority of guests present.
3) Softball questions to own side, "gotcha" questions to other side. A subset of "gotcha" questioning is using the problematic device of hindsight...almost always used selectively against one side...to put a leader on the spot in an interview. It's sometimes hard to know what will happen the next day, the world being essentially chaotic as it is, and many breaking news stories and issues before us are unprecedented. We all live and act in real time, not the past...I'm more concerned about what leaders are doing now, given the information they now have...than what they did or did not do in the past when they did not have that information. It's not biased to explain past events and the roles our leaders played in them, good or bad, but conducting interviews with the main aim of making the one being questioned squirm is inherently biased.
4) Biased body language. The tendency for program hosts to "look" through the screen at the viewer with expressions intended to imply that "we" are all of the same political orientation. Head nodding, throat clearing, expression of feigned shock...these are all evidence of bias.
5) Allowing guests supporting their own side to ramble on conjecturally without any reality check while continually interrupting those opposing it. It's really interesting to watch when a host has a "supporting" guest, followed by one they oppose...and then watch the host's demeanor and conduct toward them drastically change.
6) Emphasizing personalities of leaders rather than their policies. It's easy to exalt your own guy as the epitome of a leader with a sterling character, intelligence and virtue while those on the other side are villains, people to personally ridicule or vilify. But if you're doing this because of what side they're on, then you are being biased. A prime example of this is pointing out when a politician slurs his or her own words as a sign of mental impairment or intoxication but ignoring the same coming from someone on the "favored" side.
7) Mixing openly-opinionated shows on the channel's schedule lineup with standard news shows. A viewer may tune in to a particular channel to watch the news, which if they're not alert may smoothly segue into a sharply opinionated show: if not careful they might treat the second as a regular news show, too.
8) Hosts refusing to admit up front their own personal biases and claiming to be completely fair and neutral. I wonder sometimes whether they actually believe their own words in this regard after watching their biased conduct.
In listing the above I could have given specific examples from different channels...but I'm afraid that how you read them ultimately comes down to your own personal biases. More likely than not, a FoxNews viewer will see my examples expressed on CNN or MSNBC while one of those channels' adherents probably defines FoxNews as bias defined. I wish people could stick with their own political orientations while being discerning and honest about the way news is presented and discussed on TV and how they receive it as viewers. But alas, I sadly think economist Hertz had it right with her quote...
Noreena Hertz is an English economist, whose main claim as far as I'm concerned is that she delivered the above totally spot-on quote. There are different types of bias, and maybe someday I'll go into some of them. The bias I'm focusing on today is the kind displayed in media...particularly on cable news channels like CNN, FoxNews, NewsMax and MSNBC as their programming and hosts tend to take one side or another in the bipolar constant political battles ruling our lives during these divisive times. If you're on one side you probably don't see the bias that agrees with your worldview but quickly pick up on bias against it...Noreena Hertz clearly understands that principle. I don't claim to have a complete grasp about bias on these channels, but I came up with some examples...don't think I'm picking on one outlet over the others: I see bias on all of them. I'm not talking here about the "opinion" shows but rather the segments purporting to be news journalism. Here are some indicators of bias in news on these channels as I see it...
1) Selection of topics to favor one's own side and cast the other side in an unfavorable light. Conversely, they don't want to bring up issues that make the leaders they support possibly look bad. So what you often see is different channels factually discussing...all on their "news" shows...completely different issues: look for the agenda behind their topic decisions.
2) Twisting context of reported statements, either to promote or criticize. As a prime example of this, I look at our president, a man who speaks his ongoing thoughts out impulsively and comes up with a lot of statements that can be taken different ways. It's a balancing act dealing with people like this: you want to avoid both expanding his meaning into something he never intended and going through convolutions of logic trying to excuse his sloppiness. But you get both biases depending on the channel.
3) Most guests prop up host's assumptions and views. Although I've seen notable exceptions, the tendency is for a host to stack up a bunch of different guests, often in multiple split-screens, most of whom either echo or expand upon the "favored" position being discussed. Sometimes they'll get someone to sit in giving the "other" side's take, but they're still usually in the minority of guests present.
3) Softball questions to own side, "gotcha" questions to other side. A subset of "gotcha" questioning is using the problematic device of hindsight...almost always used selectively against one side...to put a leader on the spot in an interview. It's sometimes hard to know what will happen the next day, the world being essentially chaotic as it is, and many breaking news stories and issues before us are unprecedented. We all live and act in real time, not the past...I'm more concerned about what leaders are doing now, given the information they now have...than what they did or did not do in the past when they did not have that information. It's not biased to explain past events and the roles our leaders played in them, good or bad, but conducting interviews with the main aim of making the one being questioned squirm is inherently biased.
4) Biased body language. The tendency for program hosts to "look" through the screen at the viewer with expressions intended to imply that "we" are all of the same political orientation. Head nodding, throat clearing, expression of feigned shock...these are all evidence of bias.
5) Allowing guests supporting their own side to ramble on conjecturally without any reality check while continually interrupting those opposing it. It's really interesting to watch when a host has a "supporting" guest, followed by one they oppose...and then watch the host's demeanor and conduct toward them drastically change.
6) Emphasizing personalities of leaders rather than their policies. It's easy to exalt your own guy as the epitome of a leader with a sterling character, intelligence and virtue while those on the other side are villains, people to personally ridicule or vilify. But if you're doing this because of what side they're on, then you are being biased. A prime example of this is pointing out when a politician slurs his or her own words as a sign of mental impairment or intoxication but ignoring the same coming from someone on the "favored" side.
7) Mixing openly-opinionated shows on the channel's schedule lineup with standard news shows. A viewer may tune in to a particular channel to watch the news, which if they're not alert may smoothly segue into a sharply opinionated show: if not careful they might treat the second as a regular news show, too.
8) Hosts refusing to admit up front their own personal biases and claiming to be completely fair and neutral. I wonder sometimes whether they actually believe their own words in this regard after watching their biased conduct.
In listing the above I could have given specific examples from different channels...but I'm afraid that how you read them ultimately comes down to your own personal biases. More likely than not, a FoxNews viewer will see my examples expressed on CNN or MSNBC while one of those channels' adherents probably defines FoxNews as bias defined. I wish people could stick with their own political orientations while being discerning and honest about the way news is presented and discussed on TV and how they receive it as viewers. But alas, I sadly think economist Hertz had it right with her quote...
Thursday, April 30, 2020
My April 2020 Running Report
April was a good month for me and my running. I ran for a total of 195 miles, missing no days in the process, and my longest single runs were 13.3 miles on April 11th and 11.1 on the 27th. Although the ongoing pandemic did not directly impact my running...as long as social distancing is maintained, individual outdoor activity is encouraged here in northern Florida...I believe that with the races I had intended to be running in and training for being canceled during these spring months, my emphasis in running has changed to building up my endurance for covering longer distances. So during the weekends when I'm off from work I try, weather permitting, to cover a ten-mile-plus distance...with walking breaks interspersed and drinking lots of Gatorade before, during and after the run. I also enjoy listening while running to my shuffle of MP3 songs...
I'm looking forward to once again being able to run in races, especially the longer distance ones. Hopefully they'll be able to hold some before the year ends...
I'm looking forward to once again being able to run in races, especially the longer distance ones. Hopefully they'll be able to hold some before the year ends...
Wednesday, April 29, 2020
Weekly Short Stories: 1957 Science Fiction, Part 3
Today I finish my look at the year 1957 in science fiction short stories with the final five appearing in the anthology Isaac Asimov Presents The Great SF Stories 19 (1957). Of these, three have within them the theme of time travel, something that I've grown to find tedious reading about since the writer pretty much has a free hand to define it as he or she likes and it's way too easy to come up with "intriguing" paradoxes. Anyway, here are my reactions to these stories...
THE TUNESMITH by Lloyd Biggle, Jr.
This, the longest story of today's selection, is a gloomy...but ultimately redemptive...look at our future and increasing corruption and the dumbing down of our popular culture. The music industry is monopolized by a collusive alliance between a dictatorial corporation, Visiscope, and the various musicians' trade unions and their restrictive rules for their members. A talented musician/composer who loves classical music, struggling against the powers-that-be, modestly supports himself and his wife by composing mindless commercial jingles, which have come to comprise popular music...but finds that the system is working against him as he tries to express himself creatively. I found this story, on one hand, to accurately foretell the decline in our musical culture, but on the other it really tore into organized labor, an institution that needs more support nowadays as collective bargaining seems under constant attack...
A LOINT OF PAW by Isaac Asimov
This mercifully brief story is an example of a spoonerism, that is a transposing of the initial consonant sounds in two words...you met what I gean, right? In this case a crook with a time machine forwards himself in time to just beyond the statute of limitations for his crime...the court then decides whether the legally-applicable passage of time defined by the statute refers to personally-experienced time, which was negligible, or "outside world" time...in which case the lawbreaker gets away free. The judge delivers the final line, a spoonerism that made me wonder why this story was selected for the anthology...unless maybe because its author was one of the editors...
GAME PRESERVE by Rog Phillips
This is a story where point of view changes the entire paradigm of what is going on. Among a society of forgetful, slow-witted giants living outside among the crumbling remains of a former advanced civilization lives a small boy called Elf...he is part of their society but believes that they don't understand him or why he remembers things they don't and has a general curiosity about his surroundings. Then the story pans over to a different vantage point and the scene suddenly turns into a dystopian horror story set many, generations into the future...it's all kind of heartbreaking...
SOLDIER by Harlan Ellison
A future soldier whose entire life was designed for fighting is in the midst of yet another World War...I think it's number seven...and the battleground is loaded with every type of horror imaginable (or beyond imagination). Suddenly a random confluence of energy strikes him and he finds himself zapped back into the present time (c. 1957) in the New York subway. Knowing only war, he reacts as only a soldier such as himself would be expected...the surprise is not only what happens next but also how the authorities decide to use him for the greatest good. To me this was the best of today's stories and Harlan Ellison was an extraordinary writer...more from him as the years move on...
THE LAST MAN LEFT IN THE BAR by Cyril Kornbluth
This story frustrated me to no end...a time traveler somehow picked up a far-off future religion's Seal in a time vortex and is now being pursued back into the present (again around 1957, naturally) where he finds himself sitting at a bar trying to figure out what to do. His pursuer Galardo finds him there and tells him he needs to return what he stole in order to avoid the Century of Flames...our hero is stubborn, though. What happens at the end makes no sense whatsoever...if it's any consolation to me, Isaac Asimov himself couldn't figure out what it meant either...so why did he and the anthology's other editor, Martin Greenberg, select it to be one of the year's best stories?
Next week I'll begin looking at science fiction short stories from 1958...
THE TUNESMITH by Lloyd Biggle, Jr.
This, the longest story of today's selection, is a gloomy...but ultimately redemptive...look at our future and increasing corruption and the dumbing down of our popular culture. The music industry is monopolized by a collusive alliance between a dictatorial corporation, Visiscope, and the various musicians' trade unions and their restrictive rules for their members. A talented musician/composer who loves classical music, struggling against the powers-that-be, modestly supports himself and his wife by composing mindless commercial jingles, which have come to comprise popular music...but finds that the system is working against him as he tries to express himself creatively. I found this story, on one hand, to accurately foretell the decline in our musical culture, but on the other it really tore into organized labor, an institution that needs more support nowadays as collective bargaining seems under constant attack...
A LOINT OF PAW by Isaac Asimov
This mercifully brief story is an example of a spoonerism, that is a transposing of the initial consonant sounds in two words...you met what I gean, right? In this case a crook with a time machine forwards himself in time to just beyond the statute of limitations for his crime...the court then decides whether the legally-applicable passage of time defined by the statute refers to personally-experienced time, which was negligible, or "outside world" time...in which case the lawbreaker gets away free. The judge delivers the final line, a spoonerism that made me wonder why this story was selected for the anthology...unless maybe because its author was one of the editors...
GAME PRESERVE by Rog Phillips
This is a story where point of view changes the entire paradigm of what is going on. Among a society of forgetful, slow-witted giants living outside among the crumbling remains of a former advanced civilization lives a small boy called Elf...he is part of their society but believes that they don't understand him or why he remembers things they don't and has a general curiosity about his surroundings. Then the story pans over to a different vantage point and the scene suddenly turns into a dystopian horror story set many, generations into the future...it's all kind of heartbreaking...
SOLDIER by Harlan Ellison
A future soldier whose entire life was designed for fighting is in the midst of yet another World War...I think it's number seven...and the battleground is loaded with every type of horror imaginable (or beyond imagination). Suddenly a random confluence of energy strikes him and he finds himself zapped back into the present time (c. 1957) in the New York subway. Knowing only war, he reacts as only a soldier such as himself would be expected...the surprise is not only what happens next but also how the authorities decide to use him for the greatest good. To me this was the best of today's stories and Harlan Ellison was an extraordinary writer...more from him as the years move on...
THE LAST MAN LEFT IN THE BAR by Cyril Kornbluth
This story frustrated me to no end...a time traveler somehow picked up a far-off future religion's Seal in a time vortex and is now being pursued back into the present (again around 1957, naturally) where he finds himself sitting at a bar trying to figure out what to do. His pursuer Galardo finds him there and tells him he needs to return what he stole in order to avoid the Century of Flames...our hero is stubborn, though. What happens at the end makes no sense whatsoever...if it's any consolation to me, Isaac Asimov himself couldn't figure out what it meant either...so why did he and the anthology's other editor, Martin Greenberg, select it to be one of the year's best stories?
Next week I'll begin looking at science fiction short stories from 1958...
Tuesday, April 28, 2020
Pandemic: Testing, Beaches, Masks
Since this blog is an ongoing commentary on the times I live in...and since these times are currently dominated by the COVID-19 pandemic and our response to it...here's another article about the damnable pestilence...
--I'm hearing a lot in the news media about the need for lots and lots of testing for coronavirus in order to reopen the economy and get through different phases of the recovery, but with this I also hear much complaining about the lack of availability of these tests. Contact tracing for those testing positive puts not only the one testing positive into quarantine but also those in their recent past with whom they had contact, as everyone else gradually reenters more "normal" social and economic activity. Unfortunately, for this scenario to work it requires enough tests to blanket virtually the entire population...we're way over 300 million in the USA...while there is another kind of testing, with scientifically-designed, statistical random sampling. New York's governor Andrew Cuomo the other day revealed the results in his state with 7,500 people randomly tested: the results revealed statewide an average infection rate among the general population of 14% (much higher than the tallied raw numbers), with the tests able to also reveal the places within New York state where the numbers were higher or lower. The way I see it...and I say this admitting that I'm no epidemiologist...the sickness is already everywhere around us and the contact tracing strategy using massive amounts of testing (that will be unavailable for some time anyway) sounds like an exercise in futility. But randomized testing using much smaller sample sizes than the general population is feasible and can serve to reveal resurges in the pandemic in different areas once the restrictions are lifted...
--One thing I'm seeing a lot on TV is how it looks as if nobody on the reopened beaches at various places in our country...especially in California and Florida...is following social distancing rules. But although with some people this may be sadly true, I think that a lot of this perception is due to zoom shots that make beachgoers who are actually following the distancing guidelines seem to be a lot closer together. Also, people tend to frequent beaches by taking with them their own households, members of which are not expected to be following social distancing with one another...so they're seen close together out in public and the media freaks out over it. Hah...I'm writing this and CNN just did what I'm complaining about. On St. Augustine Beach at least, they have a rule that if you're on the beach you need to be in motion, walking or swimming or running or surfing or cycling...not just sitting there on a blanket, and the hours are restricted to the morning time. Other beaches seem to have different rules, though...
--Black men have been harassed for wearing masks in public...a physician in Miami wearing one was actually handcuffed by police in front of his home as he was loading his truck to help neighbors. I just don't know what to say about this, here in time in the year 2020...shameful. I have always despised wearing a mask, although the ones my wife made for me are excellent: but it is difficult enough to get yourself "used to" wearing one...especially around others...without having to deal with the bigoted presumptions of some of your fellow "human beings" as you try to survive this pandemic ordeal like everyone else. Some say the pandemic is bringing us together...but in some ways it is bringing out our deep divisions...
--I'm hearing a lot in the news media about the need for lots and lots of testing for coronavirus in order to reopen the economy and get through different phases of the recovery, but with this I also hear much complaining about the lack of availability of these tests. Contact tracing for those testing positive puts not only the one testing positive into quarantine but also those in their recent past with whom they had contact, as everyone else gradually reenters more "normal" social and economic activity. Unfortunately, for this scenario to work it requires enough tests to blanket virtually the entire population...we're way over 300 million in the USA...while there is another kind of testing, with scientifically-designed, statistical random sampling. New York's governor Andrew Cuomo the other day revealed the results in his state with 7,500 people randomly tested: the results revealed statewide an average infection rate among the general population of 14% (much higher than the tallied raw numbers), with the tests able to also reveal the places within New York state where the numbers were higher or lower. The way I see it...and I say this admitting that I'm no epidemiologist...the sickness is already everywhere around us and the contact tracing strategy using massive amounts of testing (that will be unavailable for some time anyway) sounds like an exercise in futility. But randomized testing using much smaller sample sizes than the general population is feasible and can serve to reveal resurges in the pandemic in different areas once the restrictions are lifted...
--One thing I'm seeing a lot on TV is how it looks as if nobody on the reopened beaches at various places in our country...especially in California and Florida...is following social distancing rules. But although with some people this may be sadly true, I think that a lot of this perception is due to zoom shots that make beachgoers who are actually following the distancing guidelines seem to be a lot closer together. Also, people tend to frequent beaches by taking with them their own households, members of which are not expected to be following social distancing with one another...so they're seen close together out in public and the media freaks out over it. Hah...I'm writing this and CNN just did what I'm complaining about. On St. Augustine Beach at least, they have a rule that if you're on the beach you need to be in motion, walking or swimming or running or surfing or cycling...not just sitting there on a blanket, and the hours are restricted to the morning time. Other beaches seem to have different rules, though...
--Black men have been harassed for wearing masks in public...a physician in Miami wearing one was actually handcuffed by police in front of his home as he was loading his truck to help neighbors. I just don't know what to say about this, here in time in the year 2020...shameful. I have always despised wearing a mask, although the ones my wife made for me are excellent: but it is difficult enough to get yourself "used to" wearing one...especially around others...without having to deal with the bigoted presumptions of some of your fellow "human beings" as you try to survive this pandemic ordeal like everyone else. Some say the pandemic is bringing us together...but in some ways it is bringing out our deep divisions...
Monday, April 27, 2020
My 500 All-Time Favorite Songs: #150-141
The 1960s, 1970s, 1980s, 1990s, 2000s and 2010s...each decade is represented on this temporally-spaced ten-song segment of my 500 all-time favorites list. Each one is very distinctive and beautiful in its own way. Here they are...
150 SONG FOR AMERICA...Kansas
To get the full impact of this wonderful bicennential ode to our country you need to hear the complete ten-minute version. I heard it a lot on album-rock radio in 1977 and picked it back then as my song of the year. The lyrics are a bit problematic to me as they imply that no one was in the New World when the Europeans first landed...what about all those Native Americans, Kansas? The best parts are the instrumental segments, which to me stand up well compared to classical works...
149 ACROSS THE UNIVERSE...the Beatles
This John Lennon track from the 1970 Let It Be album was greatly enhanced (and improved) by stand-in producer Phil Spektor's insertion of his lush trademark "wall of sound", including an orchestral and choral background. It's lyrically a song of contentment with the repeating mantra "Nothing's gonna change my world"...a very sweet, relaxing piece...
148 BALLAD OF SIR FRANKIE CRISP (LET IT ROLL)...George Harrison
I didn't know of this deep track from Harrison's late-1970 double album All Things Must Pass when it first came out...it wasn't until just recently that I heard it and took notice. I didn't know anything about the title or lyrics until I looked it up: it's about the estate in Oxfordshire that Harrison purchased in 1970, originally built by Frank Crisp, a lawyer. This is more than anything a mood piece, and producer Phil Spektor's arrangement combined with contributions from other musicians and Harrison's sweet melody and singing made it special to me...
147 CANTALOOP (FLIP FANTASIA)...Us3
This is another example of how rap/hip-hop music works best for me in conjunction with standard pieces containing melody...here Us3 uses a classic Herbie Hancock jazz-based tune to overlay their rap, and it works very well: "Feel the beat drop, jazz and hip-hop, drippin' in your dome makes you zone and bop". My favorite part is at the end when the trumpet player goes off on a lengthy, jazzy solo. Cantaloop was a top forty singles hit in 1992...I've always thought it was brilliant...
146 BLACKOUT...Linkin Park
From Linkin Park's remarkable 2010 album A Thousand Suns, Blackout is a two-part track, the first of which features their late vocalist Chester Bennington screaming out the lyrics as only he could...halfway through, the song tones down and Bennington showcases his wonderful singing talent: I don't know of anyone so emotionally expressive as he was in his singing...so sad to have lost him. I always found Blackout to be a great running song on my MP3...especially when I'm near the end of a long run and am ready to give it a final kick at the end. Careful, while listening to this song you might find yourself unwittingly screaming along with Bennington...
145 FAREWELL ANDROMEDA...John Denver
This 1973 song by Denver apparently was released back then as a single but mysteriously fizzled...never mind, it's on his Greatest Hits album, which my parents bought and played many, many times at home. Alternately titled Welcome to My Morning (more apropos to me since these words actually appear in it), it is basically a warm love song with positive and uplifting verses...but ultimately it's the "La la la...." chorus part that is memorable, especially in the closing section...
144 RIDE MY SEE-SAW...the Moody Blues
Combined with the introductory spoken track on the Moody Blues' 1968 studio album In Search of the Lost Chord, Ride My See-Saw got some resurgent popularity a few years ago from its use as bumper music on Art Bell's late night talk radio show. The entire album blew me away, and although it's not my favorite track on it this song serves as a perfect introduction for what's to come, much in the same way that the title track to the Beatles' Sgt. Pepper album leads in to the rest of that great work. Although I'd heard Ride My See-Saw previously, it was during my mid-1990s investigation into the Moody Blues' catalog of albums that I really came to like it...
143 LAKE MICHIGAN...Rogue Wave
Back in 2008, just when my local indie/alternative rock station WHHZ/100.5/"The Buzz" was about to drastically change their format more to hard rock, this intriguing song by the California band Rogue Wave was in their rotation, maybe the last truly indie song they played on that station for years that I liked. I don't know what Lake Michigan has to do with anything...or what the rest of the lyrics mean for that matter, but the appeal with this song was the instrumental arrangement with an interesting beat and vaguely defiant lyrics. Last year Melissa, Will and I managed to make it to Lake Michigan on our Chicago trip, both at a little beach on the city's downtown south end and overlooking the end of the Navy Pier...
142 SYNCHRONICITY II...the Police
This track from the Police's final album Synchronicity made a big impact at the height of the music video explosion in late 1983 with a tremendous video highlighting the band members in a tattered, stormy apocalyptic setting...I've seen nothing like it since. The lyrics greatly impressed me, like "Another working day has ended, only the rush hour hell to face, packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes...contestants in a suicidal race"...I wish they hadn't broken up after only five albums, all of them excellent...
141 E-BOW THE LETTER...R.E.M.
I was generally disappointed in R.E.M.'s New Adventures in Hi-Fi album when it came out in 1996...one of the few tracks I really took to was E-Bow the Letter, another cryptically-titled mood piece (see Song #148 above), this one with frontman and lyricist Michael Stipe slipping between speaking and singing a bitterly-tinged stream-of-consciousness rant about whatever the heck he's trying to discuss...if you know what it is, let me know. Patti Smith sings a deep-voiced, very moving accompaniment to Stipe...with their harmony and the instrumental arrangement the overall effect is haunting and mesmerizing, especially toward the end...
Next week: #140-131...
150 SONG FOR AMERICA...Kansas
To get the full impact of this wonderful bicennential ode to our country you need to hear the complete ten-minute version. I heard it a lot on album-rock radio in 1977 and picked it back then as my song of the year. The lyrics are a bit problematic to me as they imply that no one was in the New World when the Europeans first landed...what about all those Native Americans, Kansas? The best parts are the instrumental segments, which to me stand up well compared to classical works...
149 ACROSS THE UNIVERSE...the Beatles
This John Lennon track from the 1970 Let It Be album was greatly enhanced (and improved) by stand-in producer Phil Spektor's insertion of his lush trademark "wall of sound", including an orchestral and choral background. It's lyrically a song of contentment with the repeating mantra "Nothing's gonna change my world"...a very sweet, relaxing piece...
148 BALLAD OF SIR FRANKIE CRISP (LET IT ROLL)...George Harrison
I didn't know of this deep track from Harrison's late-1970 double album All Things Must Pass when it first came out...it wasn't until just recently that I heard it and took notice. I didn't know anything about the title or lyrics until I looked it up: it's about the estate in Oxfordshire that Harrison purchased in 1970, originally built by Frank Crisp, a lawyer. This is more than anything a mood piece, and producer Phil Spektor's arrangement combined with contributions from other musicians and Harrison's sweet melody and singing made it special to me...
147 CANTALOOP (FLIP FANTASIA)...Us3
This is another example of how rap/hip-hop music works best for me in conjunction with standard pieces containing melody...here Us3 uses a classic Herbie Hancock jazz-based tune to overlay their rap, and it works very well: "Feel the beat drop, jazz and hip-hop, drippin' in your dome makes you zone and bop". My favorite part is at the end when the trumpet player goes off on a lengthy, jazzy solo. Cantaloop was a top forty singles hit in 1992...I've always thought it was brilliant...
146 BLACKOUT...Linkin Park
From Linkin Park's remarkable 2010 album A Thousand Suns, Blackout is a two-part track, the first of which features their late vocalist Chester Bennington screaming out the lyrics as only he could...halfway through, the song tones down and Bennington showcases his wonderful singing talent: I don't know of anyone so emotionally expressive as he was in his singing...so sad to have lost him. I always found Blackout to be a great running song on my MP3...especially when I'm near the end of a long run and am ready to give it a final kick at the end. Careful, while listening to this song you might find yourself unwittingly screaming along with Bennington...
145 FAREWELL ANDROMEDA...John Denver
This 1973 song by Denver apparently was released back then as a single but mysteriously fizzled...never mind, it's on his Greatest Hits album, which my parents bought and played many, many times at home. Alternately titled Welcome to My Morning (more apropos to me since these words actually appear in it), it is basically a warm love song with positive and uplifting verses...but ultimately it's the "La la la...." chorus part that is memorable, especially in the closing section...
144 RIDE MY SEE-SAW...the Moody Blues
Combined with the introductory spoken track on the Moody Blues' 1968 studio album In Search of the Lost Chord, Ride My See-Saw got some resurgent popularity a few years ago from its use as bumper music on Art Bell's late night talk radio show. The entire album blew me away, and although it's not my favorite track on it this song serves as a perfect introduction for what's to come, much in the same way that the title track to the Beatles' Sgt. Pepper album leads in to the rest of that great work. Although I'd heard Ride My See-Saw previously, it was during my mid-1990s investigation into the Moody Blues' catalog of albums that I really came to like it...
143 LAKE MICHIGAN...Rogue Wave
Back in 2008, just when my local indie/alternative rock station WHHZ/100.5/"The Buzz" was about to drastically change their format more to hard rock, this intriguing song by the California band Rogue Wave was in their rotation, maybe the last truly indie song they played on that station for years that I liked. I don't know what Lake Michigan has to do with anything...or what the rest of the lyrics mean for that matter, but the appeal with this song was the instrumental arrangement with an interesting beat and vaguely defiant lyrics. Last year Melissa, Will and I managed to make it to Lake Michigan on our Chicago trip, both at a little beach on the city's downtown south end and overlooking the end of the Navy Pier...
142 SYNCHRONICITY II...the Police
This track from the Police's final album Synchronicity made a big impact at the height of the music video explosion in late 1983 with a tremendous video highlighting the band members in a tattered, stormy apocalyptic setting...I've seen nothing like it since. The lyrics greatly impressed me, like "Another working day has ended, only the rush hour hell to face, packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes...contestants in a suicidal race"...I wish they hadn't broken up after only five albums, all of them excellent...
141 E-BOW THE LETTER...R.E.M.
I was generally disappointed in R.E.M.'s New Adventures in Hi-Fi album when it came out in 1996...one of the few tracks I really took to was E-Bow the Letter, another cryptically-titled mood piece (see Song #148 above), this one with frontman and lyricist Michael Stipe slipping between speaking and singing a bitterly-tinged stream-of-consciousness rant about whatever the heck he's trying to discuss...if you know what it is, let me know. Patti Smith sings a deep-voiced, very moving accompaniment to Stipe...with their harmony and the instrumental arrangement the overall effect is haunting and mesmerizing, especially toward the end...
Next week: #140-131...
Sunday, April 26, 2020
Another Long Weekend Training Run
Earlier today I was able to go out on one of my long weekend training runs, covering 11.1 miles. As has been the case recently, I run up and down residential streets in my subdivision and the adjacent one here in far northern Gainesville as well as a three-mile there-and-back stretch on the rather sloping asphalt walkway along NW 53rd Avenue. Today I decided to extend my course a little and, turning right at the corner of 53rd and 43rd Street, I ran past the empty Starbucks, finally turning back at Talbot Elementary School. I had planned on possibly exceeding my 13.3-mile run from earlier in the month but some factors went against it as I found my energy level dropping too much at the end. One cause was that looking back on it, I simply kept up too fast of a pace. Another was that compared to the earlier run, it was warmer and more humid...although not by a lot and I've run long distances before when it was much hotter. I also didn't load up on carbs the day before when anticipating a long run, so my reserves just weren't there. Still, I did surpass ten miles and am satisfied with the run...let's see what I can do next weekend! Usually when I'm running past the houses in my neighborhood it all resembles a ghost town...even on the weekends few people are out and about. But with this stay-at-home situation going on around us because of the pandemic, the people were popping out all over the place in their yards, cars, garages, sitting in front of their houses, walking, running, cycling...I probably ran a longer distance than I gave myself credit for with all the street crossing I did to maintain social distancing with passers-by. I'm grateful that I have this outlet of running available for me during these times...I seem to be recovering well from today's run, although my leg muscles do seem a bit sore...
Saturday, April 25, 2020
Just Finished Reading Strangers on a Train by Patricia Highsmith
Strangers on a Train, from 1950, is perhaps novelist and short story writer Patricia Highsmith's most famous work, adapted into a movie screen thriller by Alfred Hitchcock the following year. Having quoted the author last Friday on this blog, I thought it would be fun reading this story since I never did see the film version. As it turned out, I enjoyed it and regard it as a psychological crime thriller reminiscent of Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment in more ways than one and a forerunner to the Columbo TV series starring Peter Falk as the unassuming, wily homicide detective. The premise is simple enough: while on a train to a meeting with his unfaithful, estranged wife Miriam to plead with her to give him a divorce, architect Guy Haines encounters a psychopathic, vindictive-but-charming young man, Charles Bruno, who is heir to a fortune but despises his hard-driving, stern father. After Guy spills out his heart about Miriam, Bruno suggests to him that they exchange murders...he would kill Miriam and Guy would do the same with Bruno's father: that would give each an apparently foolproof alibi and the results they wanted. Although Guy does not agree with this hellish proposal, Bruno later imagines that the two had made a compact and the story turns in a nightmarish direction involving murder. Highsmith makes a lot out of the thinking of both Charles Bruno and Guy Haines, two men with diametrically opposite personalities, as they try to evade the suspicion of Arthur Gerard, a clever private investigator in the line of Dostoevsky's unforgettable Porfiry Petrovich...and the later Lt. Columbo. I thought Gerard's character was the highlight of the novel...ironically it seems that Hitchcock's movie adaptation wrote him out of the story as well as drastically changing the plot. I'd like to see the movie just to note the differences, but I recommend you read the book first as I did. It's not a whodunnit mystery but rather a story of how guilty parties squirm and plot to evade the consequences of their actions, and how no matter how perfect a strategy may seem on the drawing board, just a little of the chaos of real-time events can completely unravel it...
Friday, April 24, 2020
Quote of the Week...from Nick Saban
Everybody thinks when I say a guy is a good game manager, that's a negative, but I think it's a real positive. You have the ball in your hand every time when you're a quarterback. Whether you're handing it off or throwing it to somebody, I think that's extremely important. ---Nick Saban.
I have never been a sports fan of personal statistics, opting more to root for or against specific teams in the games I follow. With football on the college and professional levels, I think a lot of people place undue emphasis on quarterback passing statistics like yards/game and touchdown passes...I happen to know from watching the sport over the years that some of the so-called "great" passing performances happened in large part because the team found itself considerably behind in a game and had to desperately resort to a lot of passing in order to catch up. When the great Miami Dolphins teams of the early 1970s went about winning all those games...including three straight Super Bowl appearances, two championships and one undefeated season...they played a "game management" offense under the quarterbacking direction of Bob Griese and Earl Morrall (who QBed most of the regular season wins when they went undefeated in '72). The goal was never to rack up stats, but rather lead the team to victory through a mixture of rushing and passing using plays designed to stay one step ahead of the defense...that requires some brains, not just to learn all the schemes but also to be able to make last-second changes in view of what the defense might be presenting on a particular play. Coach Saban's latest star quarterback at Alabama, Tua Tagovailoa, has just been selected by the Miami Dolphins in the first round to be their quarterback of the future. Tua suffered a fractured hip during the 2019 season that has completely healed...the main concern with him is how he takes chances extending plays while running with the football, which is how he got his hip injury. Back in Saban's past when he coached the Dolphins, he had a chance to pick up Drew Brees as his own quarterback of the future...but Brees did not pass the Dolphins' medical exam and went on to a Hall of Fame career at New Orleans as one of the great game-managing quarterbacks of all time. If Tua wants a similar glory-filled NFL career he needs to study the great game managers in NFL history like Brees and Tom Brady and move away from the "rushing quarterback" model that others like Robert Griffin, Jr. and Cam Newton have followed to temporary stardom and ultimately injury-riddled careers. If you want your offense to run, then give the ball to your running back...
I have never been a sports fan of personal statistics, opting more to root for or against specific teams in the games I follow. With football on the college and professional levels, I think a lot of people place undue emphasis on quarterback passing statistics like yards/game and touchdown passes...I happen to know from watching the sport over the years that some of the so-called "great" passing performances happened in large part because the team found itself considerably behind in a game and had to desperately resort to a lot of passing in order to catch up. When the great Miami Dolphins teams of the early 1970s went about winning all those games...including three straight Super Bowl appearances, two championships and one undefeated season...they played a "game management" offense under the quarterbacking direction of Bob Griese and Earl Morrall (who QBed most of the regular season wins when they went undefeated in '72). The goal was never to rack up stats, but rather lead the team to victory through a mixture of rushing and passing using plays designed to stay one step ahead of the defense...that requires some brains, not just to learn all the schemes but also to be able to make last-second changes in view of what the defense might be presenting on a particular play. Coach Saban's latest star quarterback at Alabama, Tua Tagovailoa, has just been selected by the Miami Dolphins in the first round to be their quarterback of the future. Tua suffered a fractured hip during the 2019 season that has completely healed...the main concern with him is how he takes chances extending plays while running with the football, which is how he got his hip injury. Back in Saban's past when he coached the Dolphins, he had a chance to pick up Drew Brees as his own quarterback of the future...but Brees did not pass the Dolphins' medical exam and went on to a Hall of Fame career at New Orleans as one of the great game-managing quarterbacks of all time. If Tua wants a similar glory-filled NFL career he needs to study the great game managers in NFL history like Brees and Tom Brady and move away from the "rushing quarterback" model that others like Robert Griffin, Jr. and Cam Newton have followed to temporary stardom and ultimately injury-riddled careers. If you want your offense to run, then give the ball to your running back...
Thursday, April 23, 2020
Annual Medical Checkup Okay, Some COVID-19 Talk
Yesterday I had my annual April medical checkup at my local hospital, to undergo tests on the progress of an ongoing serious medical condition first diagnosed when I was 55 but which has actually preexisted from birth: everything checked out fine...they'll see me again next year, no treatment necessary. Toward the end of March I was sure that they would contact me for rescheduling in light of the COVID-19 pandemic, but they kept the appointments and everything went according to plan...other than the temperature check upon entry into the building and everybody wearing masks with lines taped on the floor that people had to stand behind for distancing. At last report there were in my home Alachua County in northern Florida some 227 reported coronavirus cases, one death and some thirty-odd hospitalizations...the extensive medical network here may find itself, however, dealing with cases from other counties that don't possess the means to accommodate the patient load should that need arise. But that hasn't happened yet, and just going by the rate of increase of confirmed cases, the infection curve around here seems to be flattening...this area had shutdowns and restrictions in place early on, several days before the state government imposed its own statewide. I am not yet all that eager to resume "normal" life the way that some of my fellow Americans are itching to do...in all fairness I recognize that many have lost their source of income and are in a desperate economic fix, none of it of their own doing. I don't think the protests we're seeing across the country are helping, though...especially since they started after talk from officials had already begun about gradually reopening the economy. So I'll still keep on wearing this awfully annoying-but-necessary face mask when out in public around others, practice social distancing and hygiene, and be thankful that at least up to this point my family and I have been spared this horrendous illness...
Wednesday, April 22, 2020
Weekly Short Stories: 1957 Science Fiction, Part 2
I think that the book I'm currently going through, Isaac Asimov Presents The Great SF Stories 19 (1957), was the first one I owned from this 25-part series...I've read many of the stories numerous times and eventually realized that it might be worthwhile to pick up some of the other volumes. When these tales first came out I was a little baby, Dwight Eisenhower was beginning his second term as president and the Soviet Union would be launching their Sputnik satellite, ushering in the Space Age and a new emphasis for science fiction...
HUNTING MACHINE by Carol Emshwiller
This is a pretty powerful piece about a future middle-age city-dwelling couple who rent out a robot hunting dog that does practically all the work for them while they illegally track down a bear. I'm not against others hunting per se...and I'm no vegan, at least not yet...but as this story suggests, it's no sport when somebody rigs their own technology prohibitively in their own favor just to get a "trophy". For what it's worth, I don't favor sportspeople feeling they have to practically bankrupt themselves to obtain the latest, cutting-edge equipment for competitive advantage within their respective activities, be they bicycle racing, golfing, tennis, and of course hunting, among others...
WORLD OF A THOUSAND COLORS by Rob Silverberg
There is a special planet off in the distant cosmos for which candidates from many worlds take tests to see whether they qualify to take the final examination that takes place there...no one knows what it is or what happens to the winners, but it's all enticing enough for one devious soul to commit murder and substitute himself for the victim as one of the final qualifying contestants. The title gives a clue: it has to due with blending disparate colors...
LET'S BE FRANK by Brian Aldiss
This is the first of two stories I reviewed in an earlier article...here's a link to it: [link]. It involves a subversive takeover of the human species, caused by a genetic mutation that gives those possessing it a simultaneously shared consciousness. I think those with paranoid tendencies subliminally believe something like this is going on around them...the vast network of conspiracies supposedly governing our present reality all seem to involve people from diverse backgrounds and different agendas with incredible abilities to communicate among themselves instantaneously over vast distances, coordinating seemingly random events into a seamless, purposeful pattern (at least in the eyes of the conspiracy theorists). To get a completely different take on this story read my earlier article...
THE CAGE by A. Bertram Chandler
This is the other story I reviewed before, this one nearly three years ago...here's that article: [link]. It's a sterling example of a story...and they're usually pretty short like this one...where the final line is so memorable that you wonder whether the author didn't write the rest of it to build up to that knockout closing statement. An interstellar exploration party crashes on a remote, uncharted world where their ship explodes and fungi and high humidity eliminate any outward sign of civilization or high intelligence among the survivors. A visiting alien ship happening upon the group picks up three of them and, thinking them to be low-intelligence native life forms of that planet, puts them on display in their own zoo. How do the humans convince their rescuers that they're not just dumb animals? That final line, related to the title, says it all...
THE EDUCATION OF TIGRESS MCCARDLE by Cyril Kornbluth
Kornbluth often wrote his stories to reflect his negative, cynical view of the popular culture he saw around him...in this one he combines the themes of population control through fewer births with the rise of Elvis Presley as an idol: here he has just been crowned King Purvis. In order to discourage couples from having children, a law has been enacted (with the blessings of Purvis) that they first have to rent out a specially-designed robot infant that does everything it can to frustrate them and convince them how utterly awful it is having to take care of a baby. This is a very funny story...especially when Purvis speaks...but also sad, as I know that the following year after writing it Kornbluth, already saddled with a weak heart, would die of a heart attack at the way-too-early age of 35 while shoveling snow in front of his home...
Next week I finish my look back at 1957 in the world of science fiction short stories...
HUNTING MACHINE by Carol Emshwiller
This is a pretty powerful piece about a future middle-age city-dwelling couple who rent out a robot hunting dog that does practically all the work for them while they illegally track down a bear. I'm not against others hunting per se...and I'm no vegan, at least not yet...but as this story suggests, it's no sport when somebody rigs their own technology prohibitively in their own favor just to get a "trophy". For what it's worth, I don't favor sportspeople feeling they have to practically bankrupt themselves to obtain the latest, cutting-edge equipment for competitive advantage within their respective activities, be they bicycle racing, golfing, tennis, and of course hunting, among others...
WORLD OF A THOUSAND COLORS by Rob Silverberg
There is a special planet off in the distant cosmos for which candidates from many worlds take tests to see whether they qualify to take the final examination that takes place there...no one knows what it is or what happens to the winners, but it's all enticing enough for one devious soul to commit murder and substitute himself for the victim as one of the final qualifying contestants. The title gives a clue: it has to due with blending disparate colors...
LET'S BE FRANK by Brian Aldiss
This is the first of two stories I reviewed in an earlier article...here's a link to it: [link]. It involves a subversive takeover of the human species, caused by a genetic mutation that gives those possessing it a simultaneously shared consciousness. I think those with paranoid tendencies subliminally believe something like this is going on around them...the vast network of conspiracies supposedly governing our present reality all seem to involve people from diverse backgrounds and different agendas with incredible abilities to communicate among themselves instantaneously over vast distances, coordinating seemingly random events into a seamless, purposeful pattern (at least in the eyes of the conspiracy theorists). To get a completely different take on this story read my earlier article...
THE CAGE by A. Bertram Chandler
This is the other story I reviewed before, this one nearly three years ago...here's that article: [link]. It's a sterling example of a story...and they're usually pretty short like this one...where the final line is so memorable that you wonder whether the author didn't write the rest of it to build up to that knockout closing statement. An interstellar exploration party crashes on a remote, uncharted world where their ship explodes and fungi and high humidity eliminate any outward sign of civilization or high intelligence among the survivors. A visiting alien ship happening upon the group picks up three of them and, thinking them to be low-intelligence native life forms of that planet, puts them on display in their own zoo. How do the humans convince their rescuers that they're not just dumb animals? That final line, related to the title, says it all...
THE EDUCATION OF TIGRESS MCCARDLE by Cyril Kornbluth
Kornbluth often wrote his stories to reflect his negative, cynical view of the popular culture he saw around him...in this one he combines the themes of population control through fewer births with the rise of Elvis Presley as an idol: here he has just been crowned King Purvis. In order to discourage couples from having children, a law has been enacted (with the blessings of Purvis) that they first have to rent out a specially-designed robot infant that does everything it can to frustrate them and convince them how utterly awful it is having to take care of a baby. This is a very funny story...especially when Purvis speaks...but also sad, as I know that the following year after writing it Kornbluth, already saddled with a weak heart, would die of a heart attack at the way-too-early age of 35 while shoveling snow in front of his home...
Next week I finish my look back at 1957 in the world of science fiction short stories...
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
Just Finished Reading Pandemic by Robin Cook
In probably not one of my better judgment moments I recently decided to read medical thriller writer Robin Cook's 2018 novel Pandemic...I've never read any of his books before but did see the movie Coma, based on his second published novel. Pandemic continues his series of the husband/wife medical investigation team of Jack Stapleton and Laurie Montgomery, complete with all the subplots and conflicts involved with their ongoing personal lives...I could have done without a lot of that drama. Jack is a New York City medical examiner who often flouts the rules and rubs people the wrong way as he bulldozes through his cases. He's also very touchy as he picks up on and magnifies every slight...real or imagined...he receives from others: not a very sympathetic character I'd want to read more stories about. But there are some eerie connections between the story's retrovirus causing a mysterious subway death in NYC and the COVID-19 outbreak: a New Jersey-based laboratory owned by a wealthy Chinese entrepreneur is using a special kind of protein to manufacture human tissue that the bodies of transplant patients won't reject...but something goes terribly wrong there. It sounds to me a lot like what some believe happened in the Wuhan, China laboratory where viruses from bats and other animals were being isolated and studied. Also, it's revealed that New York had been preparing for pandemics, anticipating a scenario where as many as 500 disease-caused deaths per day would be occurring there during the peak: an underestimate of what really happened two years later with the coronavirus. Cook is very detailed about describing medical procedures and the science behind genetic engineering, especially...this to me is his strong point as a writer and understandable, he being a physician himself. But without giving away the book's ending, I am beside myself with perplexity at how the author treated various characters: it seemed he was excusing if not praising the motives and actions of the villains while condemning their targeted victim for whom, although he did bear a certain degree of culpability, I felt a lot of sympathy and respect. Maybe this wasn't the best Robin Cook novel out there, but I was so bummed out by the protagonist's behavior and the ending that it will probably be a while before I pick up another one...
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