Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Handwritten catalog cards, a fit of nostalgia

Another in my continuing series of re-posts from my work blog, this one shows a couple of pages from a short guide to library handwriting. It was prepared by the New York State Library School for its students and published in 1911.

Instructions on handwriting from an 11-page pamphlet for library school students:





Source: New York State Library. School. Library handwriting; a guide for the use of students in the New York state library school.
[Rev. ed.] ([Albany] State of New York, Education dept., 1911.)


As a bonus, here's an image from a guide to library handwriting published in Moscow in 1927:



What's so interesting about these items? For me, they show the "craft" side of librarianship, showing the aesthetic aspect of a profession that is predominantly intellectual. The whole idea of handwritten cards is also poignant viewed from in an era of wild information overload. Today we'd be lost without computers to capture, process, share, and make searchable our cataloging.

It's also interesting that the instructions are given in a direct and unambiguous style. Compare the following extract from our current rules for the (very librarianly) practice of "dotting." [Dotting, once universal but now done only for part of our workload, is one of the few cataloging tasks that requires use of a writing instrument.]
Use the following guidelines to provide the dotting and other information.

  • a. Main entry. Using a pencil, place two dots under the first letter of the entry word of the main entry heading on the title page. (For publications classified in a collected set, the main entry to be dotted is that for the collected set, not that for that individual piece.) If the main entry heading does not appear on the title page or if it appears in a nonroman script, print it (using pencil) in catalog entry form near the top of the page (the title page of the monograph or of the collected set, as appropriate) and then dot it. For personal name headings, do not fill in initials if the name is on the title page, and omit dates and added designations when writing in the name. For corporate name headings, if the corporate body is present on the title page in any form, simply dot under the entry element. It is not necessary to give the established catalog form. If the title page cannot be written on (e.g., it is glossy and pencil marks do not show), print the main entry heading on a page as close to the title page as possible, e.g., the page facing the title page or the title page verso.

  • b. Volume number. If the book is unnumbered but volume numbering has been assigned by the cataloger, write (in pencil) the assigned volume number on the title page enclosed within square brackets.

  • c. Nonroman script. For publications in nonroman scripts (excepting Cyrillic) and certain other languages, also write (in pencil) on the title page the following information needed by shelflisters:

    • 1) the main entry, as noted in section a. above;

    • 2) the volume number, if a multipart item is involved (including the last volume of an open entry now being closed);

    • 3) date of publication, etc.


  • d. LCCN. Insure that the LCCN used in the bibliographic record appears on the verso of the title page, either printed in the book or on an LCCN barcode label pasted in the book. In the absence of an LCCN in one of these forms, write in (in pencil) the LCCN. Do this for all single part items and for the earliest volume of any group of multipart volumes being processed together.


Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Chinese astonishment at US undiscipline

I haven't written about the US and Chnia recently. There hasn't been much to say since things remain as they were. If there's a surprise, it has been a mild one and not really unexpected: interest rates have remained low in the US and the US economy seems strong enough to keep them down for the time being. There has been jaw boning about the huge growth in Chinese textile exports to the US, but that too was expected. Finally, the Chinese did change the ratio of their currency to the US dollar, but not by an unexpected amount. The grand-standing by some members of the US Congress hardly deserves notice I believe.

Still, though there's little to say, a paragraph in an op-ed piece caught my eye and seems worth repeating. The piece itself is a breezy and somewhat glib overview which makes some ok good points; nothing profound. The author asserts that Chinese determination and self-discipline give them a competitive advantage over our self-indulgence and lack of focus. Like other critiques of US policy, it overlooks the bargaining strength that a debtor has over a large creditor. But that's not what I wish to write about. The bit that I think worth repeating is the depiction of Chinese astonishment at US priorities, how we allow ourselves to "drown in debt" and care not about what matters in the world, but rather indulge ourselves in "fights over feeding tubes, displays of the Ten Commandments and how to eat as much as we can without getting fat."

Here's the citation to the article and a brief extract:

Advantage, China
In This Match, They Play Us Better Than We Play Them
By James McGregor
Sunday, July 31, 2005; Page B01

The Chinese government today understands America much better than our government understands China.

Chinese government officials and business executives admire, fear and pity the United States. They admire our entrepreneurial culture, free markets, legal system and ability to unemotionally discard what doesn't work while our best-in-the-world universities and enormous R&D capabilities create new products and services. China's economic reforms over the past 25 years have been aimed at creating a Chinese variation of the U.S. economic system and its ability to unleash entrepreneurial instincts and harness markets to build a world-beating economy.

Chinese pity comes from their belief that we are a country in decline. More than a few Chinese friends have quoted to me the proverb fu bu guo san dai (wealth doesn't make it past three generations) as they wonder how we became so ill-disciplined, distracted and dissolute. The fury surrounding Monica-gate seemed an incomprehensible waste of time to a nation whose emperors were supplied with thousands of concubines. Chinese are equally astonished that Americans are allowing themselves to drown in debt and under-fund public schools while the media focus on fights over feeding tubes, displays of the Ten Commandments and how to eat as much as we can without getting fat.

Monday, August 01, 2005

The toughest athletes of all

I ride my bike most every day. Weekdays it's 9 miles of commuting each way; Sundays, if I feel like it, I might do 30 miles on roads through Rock Creek Park. I keep up the daily commute through heat and cold, but take a break when there's snow & ice, when it's raining, or when the ozone pollution is up in the red zone. Despite the regularity my fitness seems to rise and fall. Some days are good others not.

On the good ones I breeze by riders who are appear a good deal younger and fitter; on bad ones, some of these guys breeze by me. Every once in a while I catch a compliment from a racer type (well-developed leg muscles and a bike jersey identifying a local team). As my family knows, I caught a couple of them on a ride a month or so ago; one on a hill climb when, as I passed a guy who was steaming along pretty well, I heard a "way to go"; another later on that ride when a guy who had been riding with me said I should leave the motor home next time so other riders could keep up. On the really bad days I feel like I'm coming down with the 'flu: hot, weak, and entirely unmotivated. These feelings are not very predictable and even can change during the course of a ride (usually from bad to good) so that I've pretty much concluded they're mostly mental. The only more-or-less sure thing is that I have to recover after a really hard day; I don't do two strong days in a row.

I bring this up because professional riders, like those who ride in the Tour de France, do much harder days much more frequently. So much harder that I can't imagine the effort.

And over a big tour, like the Tour de France, they are doing these big-effort days for weeks on end. They use up as much as 12,000 calories a day, which means they're ingesting some kind of "food" fairly continuously, even while on the bike. I put food in quotes because they use specially-formulated energy drinks, gels, and bars during races and eat regular food (mostly carbs) in big meals during the rest of their waking hours.

And they expend huge amounts of effort. I suppose I'm using less than 100 watts of power at peak output (that's a guess based on the fact that one horsepower is 736 watts). In contrast, riding up the big cols in the Pyrénées and Alps, professional bike riders each exert 350-400 watts. And they do this day after day.

This VeloNews photo shows the peloton (the main group of riders) beginning to work its way up a high col. Forming a fairly compact group over flat terrain (ignoring the break aways), the hundred riders spread out as the climbs intensify.


This shot gives an idea of the magnitude of the big climbs. There will be four or five mountain crossings when the Tour is in the Alps and Pyrénées, with thousands of feet of climbing in each.


This image shows Jan Ullrich at full-strength effort trying to keep up with Lance Armstrong on one of the high cols.

You get some idea of the hugeness of this effort when you realize that Tour riders maintain an average speed greater than 30 MPH over many miles of riding. What's hard to realize is that the effort required to push against air increases dramatically as you increase your speed. I don't know the exact figures, but it feels as if it's twice as hard to increase from 18 MPH to 22 MPH as it did to increase from 14 to 18. My highest average speed in good conditions is not much more than 20 MPH. On smooth flat roads with no wind, I can sustain 23 to 25 but not for very long.

This image (from VeloNews as are the previous ones) shows a leading group of riders at high speed (though of course you can't actually see the speed).

You might say that most of the riders in a race are drafting behind others, but they can't all be drafting; quite a few area out there in the blast. And, every stage race includes one or two time trials when they have to race as individuals with no help from others. In those conditions, the best of them are still able to average more than 30 MPH.

You might say that professional riders use scientific training to achieve their goals and, beyond that, many of the use performance-enhancing drugs. This last bit is true, but not universally true, or at least, many riders, though frequently tested, do not get caught cheating in this way.

Take Lance Armstrong as an example. He's clearly the best rider in many respects, but the difference between the best and worst rider in the Tour de France is not as great as you might expect.

What's different about Lance and me? Well he's a superbe athlete, one of the best endurance athletes who's ever lived. And he's built perfectly for cycling. In addition, he has enormous dedication, training discipline, and race discipline. And, not least, he's supported by a very expensive and very talented team who dedicate themselves to his victory.

An article in the New Yorker back in 2002 lays it all out:

THE LONG RIDE
by MICHAEL SPECTER
How did Lance Armstrong manage the greatest comeback in sports history?
Issue of 2002-07-15

Do read the whole thing. It's high-quality New Yorker workmanship and very informative.

Some highlights:

On Armstrong: Armstrong has never failed a drug test, however, and he may well be the most frequently examined athlete in the history of sports.

Lance Armstrong's heart is almost a third larger than that of an average man. During those rare moments when he is at rest, it beats about thirty-two times a minute—slowly enough so that a doctor who knew nothing about him would call a hospital as soon as he heard it. (When Armstrong is exerting himself, his heart rate can edge up above two hundred beats a minute.)

Physically, he was a prodigy. Born in 1971, Armstrong was raised by his mother in Plano, a drab suburb of Dallas that he quickly came to despise. He never knew his father, and refers to him as "the DNA donor." He has written that "the main thing you need to know about my childhood is that I never had a real father, but I never sat around wishing for one, either. . . . I've never had a single conversation with my mother about him."

Not only has his cardiovascular strength always been exceptional; his body seems specially constructed for cycling. His thigh bones are unusually long, for example, which permits him to apply just the right amount of torque to the pedals.

On the Tour de France: The peloton (or pack of riders) can cover up to two hundred and fifty kilometres a day without stopping, like a rolling army; there is a "feed zone" about halfway through each stage, where cyclists slow down enough to be draped with a cloth pouch, called a musette, which is filled with fruit, power bars, and other high-carbohydrate snacks. The team members take turns "working," or pulling, at the front to give each other a rest. (Even competitors, when they ride together, take turns out front, sharing the advantages of drafting.) In some ways, cycling retains an odd chivalry that is more readily associated with the trenches of the First World War. During last year's Tour, for instance, at a crucial moment in the Pyrenees, Jan Ullrich veered off the road and into a ditch; Armstrong waited for him to get back on his bike and catch up. Ullrich almost certainly would have done the same for him.

Since individual excellence can get one only so far in a race of this magnitude, it is also crucial to have the right team, to provide organization, finances, and experience. U.S. Postal has all that; it is, in its way, pro cycling's Yankees—with climbing specialists, sprinters, and a powerful bench. This is why so many cyclists agree to work as domestiques, putting their success second to Armstrong's. "You work for a teammate who is older and more experienced," Victor Hugo Peña told me late one day between stages of the Dauphiné.

I was curious why a talented cyclist would agree to play such a role. "It is an apprenticeship—you have to learn the business," Hugo Peña said. "If you get respect, work well, and are good, you move up." Armstrong himself worked as a domestique when he was starting out. He told me that he finds the system reassuring.

The physical demands on competitive cyclists are immense. One day, they will have to ride two hundred kilometres through the mountains; the next day there might be a long, flat sprint lasting seven hours. Because cyclists have such a low percentage of body fat, they are more susceptible to infections than other people. (At the beginning of the Tour, Armstrong's body fat is around four or five per cent; this season, Shaquille O'Neal, the most powerful player in the N.B.A., boasted that his body-fat level was sixteen per cent.)

The Tour de France has been described as the equivalent of running twenty marathons in twenty days. During the nineteen-eighties and nineties, Wim H. M. Saris, a professor of nutrition at the University of Maastricht, conducted a study of human endurance by following participants in the Tour. "It is without any doubt the most demanding athletic event," he told me. "For one day, two days—sure, you may find something that expends more energy. But for three weeks? Never."

Saris compared the metabolic rates of professional cyclists while they were riding with those of a variety of animal species, and he created a kind of energy index—dividing daily expenditure of energy by resting metabolic rate. This figure turned out to range from one to seven. An active male rates about two on Saris's index and an average professional cyclist four and a half. Almost no species can survive with a number that is greater than five. For example, the effort made by birds foraging for food sometimes kills them, and they scored a little more than five. In fact, only four species are known to have higher rates on Saris's energy index than the professional cyclists in his study: a small Australian possum, a macaroni penguin, a large seabird called a gannet, and one species of marsupial mouse.

Sunday, July 31, 2005

Bone-deep solipsism

Here are two items on "the mundane indignities and brutalities of class."

I got the first of them from blogdex. It's a newspaper article about the district manager of the Wal-Mart in Pensacola removing the paper's vending machine from local stores. The cause: unhappiness over a piece that points out how Wal-Mart is subsidized by government in the sense that its employees get paid enough to afford medical care and the like. A nice quote from the newspaper: "Pensacola should be more than the Wal-Mart kind of town we're becoming - cheap and comfy on the surface, lots of unhappiness and hidden costs underneath." The AP is now reporting that the local manager has backed down and the papers are again available at the stores.

The second item comes from Arts & Letters Daily. Their squib reads: "You’re in the religion biz and you discover one day that your company’s oldest, most trusted product doesn’t actually exist. What do you do?... "

It's from the July/August issue of Books & Culture, A Christian Review:


The Confidence Man

Meet Mark C. Taylor, the virtuoso of Nietzschean boosterism.
by Eugene McCarraher

My favoritie paragraph is this one, noting the absence, in the book under review, of any awareness of those who are not primary players in the dominant activities of the global economy:

This bone-deep solipsism, increasingly endemic to the suburban middle class, follows directly from an inability to acknowledge our humble and fragile materiality, the substance of which involves us, on this side of paradise, in painful and exploitative bonds as well as connections of felicity and flourishing. As Barbara Ehrenreich has observed, "to be cleaned up after is to achieve a certain magical weightlessness and immateriality." Such indifference to the world without quotation marks enables palaver about the capitalist economy as an "information-processing machine" of "complex adaptation." In the same vein, exotic pedantry about the joy of untrammeled desire conceals the coercive nature of capitalist markets and workplaces; marvel at the insubstantiality of money deflects attention from the commodification of activities once performed without pecuniary exchange; pabulum about "webs" and "processes" camouflages the mundane indignities and brutalities of class, power, and war.

Saturday, July 30, 2005

War on Terror - greatly condensed, in Geek-speak

Here's another frivolous post from my work blog. It's the War on Terror as a computer program. Actually not really a computer program, but a series of commands in the Bourne Shell, the standard user interface to the UNIX operating system, having some programming capability.


I doubt that this will seem funny or even interesting to most readers. As a sometime Unix user (though hardly one at all), I liked the original post when I saw it yesterday. It comes from a blog by a programmer at Sun Microsystems as you can tell from the url: http://blogs.sun.com/roller/page/ThinGuy . "Thin Guy" doesn't refer to the author's anatomy (or not just to it) but to a Sun product line: some network software and a "thin client," vaguely akin to our old Comterms, for use on the network. The following is quoted from the blog; to make it easier to read, I haven't done the usual indenting.




The War on Terror - For Dummies

This one is for all the folks who read this and said "I don't get it".  Like my wife...So if you couldn't stop laughing and people around you just didn't understand, send them here.  Remember the humor is in the fact that you can make history look like a computer geeks daily job, not in the war.



As viewed through the thingy you type commands into on a non-microsoft operating system. (Kind of like a DOS prompt, but different)


$ cd /middle_east  [Change Directory , i.e. go there]
$ ls [Show files/directories]
Afghanistan   Iraq          Libya         Saudi_Arabia  UAE
Algeria       Israel        Morrocco      Sudan         Yemen
Bahrain       Jordan        Oman          Syria                          [Countries in the Middle East]
Egypt         Kuwait        Palestine     Tunisia
Iran          Lebanon       Qatar         Turkey

$ cd Afghanistan [Go into Afghanistan]
$ ls [Look around Afghanistan]
bin  Taliban     [We see bin (bin usually contains binary or executable programs) and the Taliban]
$ rm Taliban [Remove the file Taliban ]
rm: Taliban is a directory [Whoops not that easy]
$ cd Taliban [Go into Taliban Structure]
$ ls [Look around]
soldiers [OK, we find soldiers]
$ rm soldiers [Smoke 'em out!]
$ cd .. [Job done, let's get out of there]
$ rmdir Taliban [Let's try to remove the Taliban again, this time we're smarter]
rmdir: directory "Taliban": Directory not empty [Damn!  I thought we got everybody]
$ cd Taliban [Goin' back in!]
$ ls -a [Let's look in hidden places i.e. caves!]
.            ..           .insurgents  [Crap who are these guys?]
$ chown -R USA .* [ Let's make them ours.  Off to Gitmo!]
chown: .insurgents: Not owner   [They're not talking.  We can't make them.  Damn Amnesty International!]
$ cd ..      [OK, let's back up a bit - up one directory to be precise]
$ su         [Super User!  He can do anything, even if it's not right.  Kind of like a President.]
Password: ******* [Super Secret Code word]
# mv Taliban /tmp [Super User aka "root" moves the "Taliban" problem to the back burner]
# exit    [Can't stay invoke all my super powers at once, people will talk.  Will somebody please shut up that fathead Michael Moore!]
$ ls   [Let's look around Afghanistan again]
bin [Geek joke coming from thinkgeek.com shirt - apparently out of print]
$ cd bin [wait for it]
$ ls [wait for it]
laden [Ha ha...Get it bin/laden.  Bin Laden.  Usama?]
$ cd .. [We know where he is, let's regroup and do this right]
$ rm -r bin/laden [Remove everything]
bin/laden: No such file or directory [Doh! Where'd he go?]
$ find / -name laden  [Let's search everywhere!]
$                             [Crap.  A blank line can't be good.  We can't find him]
$ su   [Here we go again. Super User!  We'll find him.  But we won't think about him that much]
Password: *******
# mv bin /tmp [Back burner the whole Bin Laden thing]
# exit
$ pwd    [Where are we again?]
/middle_east/Afghanistan [Oh yeah]
$ cd /opt/UN  [Off to the United Nations!  We're all Americans still right?]
$ ln -s /Bad_Guys/Al_Qaeda /middle_east/Iraq/. [Let's try to create a link to Al_Qaeda in Iraq]
ln: cannot create /middle_east/Iraq/Al_Qaeda: Permission denied [Stupid French, Germans, and Russians!]
$ su   [We'll make a link.  Remember root can do these things]
Password:*******
# ln -s /Bad_Guys/Al_Qaeda /middle_east/Iraq/.  [See I told you root could do anything.]
# cd /middle_east/Iraq/Al_Qaeda   [Let me show you the link]
Al_Qaeda: does not exist  [Ah, but just because you make a link, doesn't mean it's real.  Broken Link.  Dang!]
# rm /middle_east/Iraq/Al_Qaeda  [Crap.  New tactic]
# mkfile 100g /middle_east/Iraq/Al_Qaeda  [Try to make a very huge case.  Those "converted" vehicles, those WMD's?]
mkfile: No space left on device  [Whoops, out of disk space.  Stupid French, Germans, and Russians again]
# rm /middle_east/Iraq/Al_Qaeda [Let's just pretend I didn't try to make that case]
# cd /opt/Coalition/Willing [Psst.  Hey guys.  Who's gonna get all that oil.  Wanna trade?]
# mkfile 1b /middle_east/Iraq/Al_Qaeda  [ Make a 1 byte file.  That's really small i.e. a shred of evidence.  Some meeting in a hotel?]
# chown -R USA:Proof /middle_east/Iraq/Al_Qaeda   [ Make it our own.  Our cause.  Our evidence.]
#exit
$ cd /middle_east/Iraq [We're going in!  Lock and Load!]
$ ls
saddam                       [We're Looking...]
$ ls
saddam                       [and looking...]
$ ls
saddam                      [and looking, but only find Saddam.  Didn't we used to like him?  Iran/Iraq war anyone?]
$ ls -a                        [Let's look *real* hard]
.            ..           saddam    [Crap.  Where's that evidence we created...er...found?]
$ find / -name [Ww][Mm][Dd]    [Where are those Weapons of Mass Destruction - Any shape or size will do]
/Korea/North/wMd  [Crap.  Someone get the Chinese to handle those guys OK?  We're busy making the world safer.]
$ wall Propaganda.txt [Send out a message.  Election time is coming soon]
Broadcast Message from USA (pts/1) on USS_Abraham_Lincoln Th May 1st
Mission Accomplished! [Yee-ha!...But sorry brave soldiers, you don't get to go home]
$ rm saddam [Let's get him out of there.  The world will be a better place.]
saddam: No such file or directory [Crap.  Not again!  Did you check the palace?]
$ find / -name saddam [He can run but he can't hide]
/var/opt/dictators/spiderhole/saddam [We found him in a spiderhole.  Never heard of a spiderhole before though]
$ wall NewsWorthy.txt [Another Message.  Let's get excited.  Election is getting close!]
Broadcast Message from USA (pts/1) on Time.Magazine Sat Dec 13
We Got Him!  [Yippeee.  I feel safer!]
$ mv /var/opt/dictators/spiderhole/saddam /opt/jail  [Saddam is jailed.  Is it me or does he look like Buddy Hacket?]
$ cd /opt/USA [Go home for some meetings to consult some smart people.  The Plan?  "Install Democracy"]
$ cp -Rp Democracy /middle_east/Iraq [Copy our democracy to Iraq.  Well sort of.]
$ cd /middle_east/Iraq/Democracy [Alright, it's there.  Let's get this party started!  Let Freedom Reign Condi!]
$ ./install [How you run a program in *nix.  No double clicking allowed.]
Install Error: Install failed.  See install_log for details.
$ more install_log [Look at the install log]
Installed failed!
Prerequisite packages missing [Other things must exist before Democracy can take hold]
Conflicting package Wahhabism found in /midde_east/Saudi_Arabia [Opinion - The birth of radical Islam]
Packages Church and State must be installed separately [Opinion from stable democracies]
File System /PeakOil nearing capacity [Opinion.  Scary crap.  Google Peak Oil]
Please read the install guide to properly plan your installation. [Read the f*cking manual and learn from history.]
$

A Google logo maker - fun!

logogle is a Google logo maker. Try it and see.

Friday, July 29, 2005

"To die and go we know not where"




If you open my current reading box on the right, you'll see that I've devoured Joe Simpson's Touching the Void (well literally, you'll see that I've finished reading it and recommend it, but understand that I devoured it. The link here is to the Wikipedia entry. The one on the right is to Amazon.

Simpson's narrative is powerful. The language is appropriately direct & unflowery. Literary images are few. There's frequent blunt confrontation with imminent death. At one point, Joe recalls a speech from Measure for Measure that he memorized as a teenager in studying for his O-Level exams. The speech is a good one. I've copied it below with a little context by Seamus Cooney.

From Shakespeare, Measure for Measure, Act III, Scene I:

Seamus Cooney: "Isabella, a nun, can save her brother's life by yielding her chastity to the wicked ruler -- which she refuses to do. Here she brings Claudio the news that he cannot expect a reprieve."

CLAUDIO: Has he affections in him,
That thus can make him bite the law by the nose,
When he would force it? Sure, it is no sin,
Or of the deadly seven, it is the least.
ISABELLA: Which is the least?
CLAUDIO: If it were damnable, he being so wise,
Why would he for the momentary trick
Be perdurably fined? O Isabel!
ISABELLA: What says my brother?
CLAUDIO: Death is a fearful thing.
ISABELLA: And shamed life a hateful.

CLAUDIO: Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
To lie in cold obstruction and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become
A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit
To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside
In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice;
To be imprison'd in the viewless winds,
And blown with restless violence round about
The pendent world; or to be worse than worst
Of those that lawless and incertain thought
Imagine howling: 'tis too horrible!
The weariest and most loathed worldly life
That age, ache, penury and imprisonment
Can lay on nature is a paradise
To what we fear of death.

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Nederlanders in La Grande Boucle

I'm sure you've all been waiting for my report on riders from the Netherlands in this year's Tour de France. These riders generally do well in the Spring Classics -- one-day races and short stage races before the big national tours of which the Tour de France is one. They peak relatively early in the year and don't have the form for top placings later on. On the other hand, Rabobank, the principal Dutch team, does boast this year's winner of the King of the Mountains jersey, Michael Rasmussen, also winner of Stage 9 of the race, and a man who was able to hold a top placing, 7th overall, despite some bad luck and absence of the physiology needed to do well in the individual time trials. We enjoyed cheering him on during our viewing of mountain-stage videos, but that's another story.

So, with no more ado, here are the NL riders' Tour placings, Frieslanders first:


72.
Pieter Weening
(Harkema, Friesland), Rabobank, 2:24:16


83.
Joost Posthuma
(Hengelo, Friesland), Rabobank, 2:33:59


109.
Erik Dekker
(Hoogeveen, Friesland), Rabobank, 3:03:36


111.
Bram Tankink
( (Haaksbergen, Friesland), Quickstep, 3:05:12

And the other lowlanders:

94.
Michael Boogerd
(Nl), Rabobank, 11 Pts.

135.
Karsten Kroon
(Nl), Rabobank, 3:42:03

149.
Servais Knaven
(Nl), Quickstep, 3:59:07

DNF
Gerben Löwik
(Nl), Rabobank

I don't mean to suggest that the flatlanders did not distinguish themselves in the Tour. Simply finishing the race is a huge accomplishment and one of them, Weening, won himself a stage:




Dutchman Wins in Photo Finish

Weening edges Kloden in sprint duel
By Joe 'Lindsey, Contributing Writer
July 09, 2005

Today’s report on Stage 8 was written by Justin Davis of AFP

extract:

Weening, who came through the Rabobank team's under-23 program, began his professional career in 2002 but since has been searching for the first big victory that would confirm the potential which some in his native Netherlands feel will one day lead to him winning the yellow jersey.

Today, the 24-year-old from Harkema in the northern Friesland region of Holland decided it was time to show what he can do.

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

The passing months in Sockholm

I'm copying from the work blog I run at the Library. That blog consists mostly of administrative and library tech stuff, but I indulge in an occasional diversion like this. We've been suffering from a heat wave with afternoon temperatures touching 100 deg. and the temp-humidity index maxing at 110 or so. It's comforting to contemplate Sweden's much more temperate climate: 64 deg. F. at present with an expected high of 73.

I like the seasonal graphic that appears on the home page of the Swedish national library, changing each month. I don't see a credit line on the home page that says who made these pictures. Here's the full year's worth, starting with July and ending with June.























Friday, June 10, 2005

A big three

Don't know why, but I'm interested in web design -- fonts, colors, placement of content.... all that. Logos too. Here's one that caught my eye. Its in a category called "blur," though to me the design shows a lot more than that technique. I like its use of shading, particularly the high-lighting. And I like how it reveals more of itself as you continue to view it (at least that's my experience). I like particularly that the red shapes seem to be representational, but I can't say what they might represent. As you can see the image is from a site dedicated to the subject.
Logo Trends 2005

by Bill Gardner

LogoLounge.com’s Third Annual Visual Trends Report

The word “trend” seems to raise the little hairs on the back of some designers’ necks. Everybody wants to be a you-know-what-setter; no one wants to acknowledge the aftermath. But as we march toward LogoLounge.com’s fifth anniversary, we’ve discovered that trends have become something impossible — and maybe unwise — to ignore.


I picked this up on blogdex.net

Sunday, April 17, 2005

another posting on global economics

I continue to read about the global economy and particularly the relations of China and the U.S. It's widely recognized that there's a precarious imbalance involving the two countries, in which Europe, Japan, and the rest of the world are deeply involved. There's general agreement on what's needed to redress the balance. Paul Volcker recently stated the matter succinctly: "It's not that it is so difficult intellectually to set out a scenario for a "soft landing" and sustained growth. There is a wide area of agreement among establishment economists about a textbook pretty picture: China and other continental Asian economies should permit and encourage a substantial exchange rate appreciation against the dollar. Japan and Europe should work promptly and aggressively toward domestic stimulus and deal more effectively and speedily with structural obstacles to growth. And the United States, by some combination of measures, should forcibly increase its rate of internal saving, thereby reducing its import demand." [See An Economy On Thin Ice, By Paul A. Volcker, Washington Post, Sunday, April 10, 2005; Page B07.]

Of American consumers, Volcker said: "We fill our shops and our garages with goods from abroad, and the competition [between foreign and domestic industries] has been a powerful restraint on our internal prices. It's surely helped keep interest rates exceptionally low despite our vanishing savings and rapid growth." This helps explain what has been a mystery to me: the amazingly low interest rates in the U.S. which have been a major force behind over-the-top consumption and consumer indebtedness.

To me it seems another reason for our low interest rates comes from the preference for U.S. treasury bonds shown by foreign investors and foreign national banks. Their demand for our debt instruments -- in other words, their eagerness to buy the securities that fund our national debt -- helps keep interest rates low. Given its unbelievable size, there is no way we Americans can fund our own debt -- could not even if we cut back on personal indebtedness and increased the amount we save. [For more on the size of the debt see $7,782,816,546,352 In Debt, Washington Post, Washington, April 10, 2005.]

Foreign investors help fund our debt because they've decided the balance of risk and returns is favorable: the prospects of the U.S. economy are better than elsewhere and the U.S. is a relatively safe place to put money. This confidence in our economy and stability is not guaranteed into the future, of course -- as Volcker and heaps of others point out. Foreign national banks help fund our debt for different reasons. The main one has to do with exports of goods that American consumers purchase and the main player is China. China, and other Asian export nations, buy U.S. debt so they can keep artificially low the value of their own currencies. If they did not do this, their currencies would increase in value relative to the dollar and the prices of the goods they sell to Americans would rise. I think I could explain why this is so, but don't want to take the space to do it here, so -- for the time being anyway -- let's just accept it as a well-attested fact.

Trouble lies ahead, obviously, if the confidence of foreign investors is shaken or if foreign national banks decide their continued accumulation of dollars is contributing less and less value to the national economy. The confidence of foreign investors is easily shaken; there are lots of potential triggers: for example, the projection of big increases in the price of oil would be a big one; another might be a big decline in expectations about the ability of the U.S. government to manage the economy; and an obvious third would be the onset of a recession in the U.S., which might be caused by a sudden contraction in the U.S. housing market (the popping of the real estate bubble).

The heads of foreign national banks might change their minds about accumulating dollars if the continued slide in the value of the dollar were to reach a point where the "cost" in holding the dollars was too high relative to the value of the exports that the accumulation sustains. As with foreign investors, I think the main decision-factor is one of confidence -- their faith, that is, in the strength of the U.S. consumer market; in other words the ability of Americans to continue buying the goods they produce.

As Volcker said: "at some point, both central banks and private institutions will have their fill of dollars."

There's nothing very new in all of this. What I've read lately that adds nuances to it has mainly to do with emerging markets. Most surprisingly, Sub-Saharan Africa is experiencing substantial, and apparently sustainable growth. But the impact of that growth is far in the future. There's more immediate interest in how China's economic success is making the Chinese people into consumers as never before. Though the individual Chinese citizen does not rival the individual American in purchasing power, the numbers of Chinese is so large that the effect will, in a relatively short time, be enormous. This is not a new insight, but some implications are interesting, mainly that there will be increased demand for oil and other of the world's resources (ore, agricultural products, ...) and prices will rise. And, as has not been much noticed until now, the economic growth potential of its neighbor, India, is also somewhat stratospheric. China and India are not blind to these expectations and have recently been talking about ways they can help each other grow faster. See for example this good article in the New York Times: India and China Are Poised to Share Defining Moment (By Somini Sengupta and Howard W. French, April 10, 2005). The authors say:
For the United States and the rest of the world, the effects of the sudden awakening of the Asian giants could be profound. In the years ahead, it may mean more downward pressure on wages, the outsourcing of more jobs, greater competition for investment and higher prices for scarce resources. ... Chinese-made toys, toasters and televisions have proliferated across the Indian marketplace. On any given day, a shopper at Chandni Chowk market in Delhi can pick up a Ganesha idol, or electric versions of the traditional oil lamps,or water pistols used to splash passers-by during the spring festival of Holi - all made in China. ... India exports raw materials for China's booming construction industry, largely ore, iron and plastic, and its pharmaceutical companies have begun producing drugs for the Chinese market. ... Indian software services companies, too, have set up shop in China for development and customer support. At least one Indian company, Zensar Technologies, has set up a joint venture with a Chinese firm and is bidding on a large e-government contract in one Chinese province.


Interestingly, at least in public, the two giant countries, which have been political enemies in the past, now see not only potential synergies, but also ways they can learn from each other. Expressed as an Indian challenge to China, the NYT article says:
Chinese have also begun openly to question the kind of growth their authoritarianism has spawned.

"We are using too many raw materials to sustain this growth," said Pan Yue, China's environment minister, in a recent interview with the German magazine Der Spiegel. "To produce goods worth $10,000, for example, we need seven times more resources than Japan, nearly six times more than the United States and, perhaps most embarrassing, nearly three times more than India. "Things can't, nor should they, be allowed to go on like that," he said.

Others worry about China's seeming addiction to large investment, which leads to huge waste and steep cyclical downturns, a shaky financial system imperiled by a huge burden of nonperforming loans, and rampant official corruption.

"In India there is a lot more room to move around," said Zhang Jun, director of the China Center for Economic Studies at Fudan University in Shanghai. "Their capital markets are good, their banking sector is better than in China, and there is entrepreneurialism everywhere in India, along with well-protected intellectual property rights. All of these are things that China lacks."

Pressed for a prediction, Mr. Zhang said he saw the two countries' positions converging within 15 or 20 years, by which time they may rank as the two largest economies in the world, if still far below the United States and other top economies in terms of per capita wealth.


The implications of this growth potential are worth putting in a broader context. The populations of the industrial nations are aging. As Mr. Zhang says, the per-capita wealth of these populations will remain high. An implication of this greying of the industrial nations is worth pointing out. In an IMF press conference held last Wednesday, Raghuram Rajan (who is director of the IMF research department and one of my favor sources of info on the global economy) said
Rich countries should be saving more and ... poor countries should be investing more. [The rich ones] should be sending capital to younger, poorer developing countries. This will enable Adrian and Becky to draw on their foreign investments in their old age even while the younger, increasingly skilled Abebe or Nafisa receive the capital to remain productive today.


So, Volcker says what needs to be done in the short term: reduction of U.S. debt, increases in savings of U.S. households, improvements in the economies of Europe and Japan, and increased flexibility in exchanges rates for Asian currencies. And Rajan says what needs to be done in the long term: a wholesale restructuring of the world economy so that money that now flows into the U.S. to fund our deficits is redirected to investment in developing economies and, U.S. consumerism gives way to saving and participation in this world investment. At this point there aren't many signs of either of these transitions taking place. As Rajan says, the attitude of world leaders seems to be "like St. Augustine's 'Lord, give me chastity, but not just yet.' ... We are running out of time, and markets may not be willing to wait until after the next election. The world needs action now."



Many have pointed out that one of the best ways to show how we're running out of time is to think about oil. It's a limited resource, of course. Demand for it is high and supplies are somewhat vulnerable (think how much of U.S. foreign policy is aimed at assuring that we'll have enough of it). There's also increasing competition for it. As Rajan points out, the Asian export nations run on imported oil and, as their populations become wealthier, "even at a conservative estimate, over the next quarter of a century China should see car ownership multiply 15 times, and India will be only a little behind." An oil crisis could easily provoke a world economic crisis.

As I said at the beginning, America's low interest rates have been a mystery to me. It helps to have Volcker's explanation that they're partly the result of competition: the low-prices charged for clothing produced in China and the low wages of services that have been outsourced to India, for example. I hope it's obvious that they're also a result of the confidence that foreign investors and foreign national bankers have placed in the U.S. economy. Their funding of our deficits -- their high demand for U.S. investments -- keep our rates low. Put differently, at one remove, you might say that the fears Europeans have over the inability of Europe to afford its welfare state and the continuing difficulties the Japanese have in pulling out of their decade-long recession are keeping U.S. interest rates low.

One outcome of low interest rates has been the U.S. consumer orgy that helps fuel Chinese growth. Another that you don't see discussed as much is the great increase in the value of U.S. housing. On Crooked Timber, John Quiggin discusses the housing aspect in a posting called The market can stay irrational longer than you can stay solvent. He points out that as low interest rates have driven house prices up, Americans have refinanced and used the proceeds to increase their consumption, but they've also, as we all know, bought bigger and ever more costly houses to live in. He also points out what should be obvious, that buying bigger and bigger houses makes sense only if you believe that the economy is going to continue growing -- and your income rising -- so that you can afford to have your money tied up in this asset and all that's required to maintain it (taxes included). In fact he says, "The asset values we are observing make sense only if a substantial acceleration in the rate of economic growth is imminent. And without such an acceleration, the arithmetic of compound interest will produce a blowout in the current account deficit, necessitating a sharp, and probably painful, adjustment process." There's a good chance the bubble will burst.

There's a front-page article in today's Washington Post on the absurdities of the house market in the Washington DC metro area [In Real Estate Fever, More Signs of Sickness; Some Economists Warn of Housing Bubble, By Daniela Deane, Sunday, April 17, 2005; Page A01] It says prices here have risen 89 percent in the past 5 years and interest rates are on the rise, yet "To afford ever-pricier homes while keeping monthly payments under control, buyers are routinely taking out interest-only loans, adjustable-rate mortgages or even negative-amortization mortgages, where a buyer borrows more than the purchase price of the home, something that worries even the most bullish of housing economists and builders."

So here's another area in which policy makers can be said to be running out of time.

One last long quote on the theme of running out of time; this one from Brad DeLong, Our Twin Financial Puzzles: The Long Run May Come Like a Thief in the Night. He says no one knows what's in store. Unlike most economists, who like to speak of hard landings and soft ones, he contrasts rapid change -- the "thief in the night" with "long, slow, gradual realization:"
If it comes as a sudden shock rather than as a long, slow, gradual realization, it will come on that day when the gestalt of the players on Wall Street and elsewhere changes, and when they collectively regard holding dollars as the more risky rather than the less risky strategy in the short run, when they collectivley regard being long long-term U.S. Treasuries as the more risky rather than the less risky strategy in the short run. On that day the long run future will be, as football coach George Allen used to say, now.

When will that day come? Tomorrow? Next month? Next year? On January 21, 2009? A decade from now? We macroeconomists who believe in financial market equilibrium have, today, a certain similarity to Millenniarists: our models of when The Day will dawn are not much better than the models of those who base theirs on a rule that transforms HILLLARY RODHAM CLINTONN into the number 666.

Should that day come, keeping a financial crisis from becoming a major disaster may well require swift and rapid action by a Federal Reserve and a Treasury Department that have powerful and unconditional White House and Congressional support. Mexico in 1995 had a recession that only reduced Mexican GDP by six percent. That "only" is the result of Bill Clinton's backing his economic policy team when they said that supporting Mexico was the thing to do--even though others in the room were making sure that he was well aware that money loaned to Mexico in the crisis might well not come back. That "only" was a near-run thing: Senator Dole let Senator D'Amato slip his leash, and D'Amato came remarkably close to doing major damage both to Mexico in 1995-1996 and to East Asia in 1997-1998.

Remember that Alan Greenspan is supposed to retire next January. What is the scenario by which competent technocrats--in the Treasury or the Federal Reserve--manage to climb to a position in which this White House and this congressional leadership of Bush, Frist, Hastert, and Delay will give them the baton to handle as they think best whatever financial crisis may appear in the next several years?


Despite all this (maybe some extent because of it if you consider the need to maintain confidence all around), "top economic policymakers from the world's richest countries expressed confidence yesterday that the global economy remains on track for "solid growth" this year." This according to another article in today's WaPo,
G-7 Issues Upbeat Growth Outlook, Pledges Action on Trade Imbalances; No Mention Made Of China Keeping Its Currency Low, By Paul Blustein, Sunday, April 17, 2005; Page A25. Note, however, that the extent of the confidence is limited to "this year."

I expect none of my, very few, readers will have stuck with me to this end, but it's been instructive -- to me -- to have written this down, so -- I'm telling myself -- it's not a complete loss.

Saturday, April 16, 2005

... a zombie takes a soul to hell

Crooked Timber has an excellent "Friday fun" post about bad scenes in great movies and great scenes in bad movies. The whole thing is worth reading, including all the comments. My own contribution will have to wait. It's a major challenge for me to recall scenes I liked or disliked, figure out whether the film qualifies as great or bad, and then, hardest of all, remember the names of the films. I'm full of admiration mixed with a heap of envy for those who can reel this stuff off without giving a moment's thought. Anyway, here's one of my favorite contributions among the comments:

In 976-EVIL 2 (not the original, mind you, but the sequel) there is one scene that stands out so far from the rest of the movie that I can hardly believe there was only one director involved.

In the middle of this cheesy horror movie that I saw on cable late one night, the heroine and her best friend are sitting on the couch watching TV. The heroine wants to watch It’s a Wonderful Life; the best friend, who’s a little bit more naughty, wants to watch Night of the Living Dead. The two of them have a friendly tug-of-war over the remote control, zapping back and forth between the two black and white classics. Finally, the best friend gives in, and the heroine goes off to the kitchen for more popcorn when the Capra movie cuts to a commercial.
The commerical, it turns out, features the demonically-posessed college dean (don’t ask). He says he’s selling a special remote control that “puts YOU in the action.” So he zaps it at the best friend, and now she’s in the last scene of It’s a Wonderful Life. And she is—she’s standing in the back of the Bailey’s home, everyone’s singing “Auld Lang Syne,” the cop and the cab driver are dumping out a basketful of cash, and somewhere a bell is ringing. Little Zuzu tells her daddy, “Teacher says, ‘every time you hear a bell [now baritone] A ZOMBIE TAKES A SOUL TO HELL.”

“That’s right, precious, that’s right.” says George, deeply moved.

And now we cut away from the original It’s a Wonderful Life footage, to a point of view shot from the BF’s perspective. It’s still black and white, and all the people from the Capra movie are there—there’s still snow on Bert the cop’s shoulders. And they turn around and now they’re all zombies.

Of course the girl backs up to the door, and then hands start breaking through the door grabbing at her … then the mob of zombies coming at her parts. It’s little Zuzu. And she’s carrying a spade.

I didn’t just dream this. I tracked down this movie at a video store so I could watch this one scene again. Completely different from every other cheesy moment of this movie.
Posted by Brian Zimmerman · April 15th, 2005 at 11:49 pm

Saturday, April 09, 2005

Do not fear; help is on the way

This is good! Jon Carroll wrote a piece in the San Francisco Chronicle telling the religious right to get a grip on reality. In telling them to stop taking themselves too seriously, he didn't fall into the trap of over-seriousness himself. Read the piece; you'll see what I mean. It's a report from the "Unitarian Jihad." For you who are averse to opening new windows (who knows but that's not a wise strategy with all the pollen that's blowing around out there?), I've included some extracts below.
Side note: After reading the piece (complete or extracts), check out the following derivative site; it's a treat that only modern communications technology could produce: Taking up on Jon Carroll's creative use of spammers' nomenclature -- I mean the names they use to circumvent spam-blocking programs -- Bill Humphies has produced a Unitarian Name Generator. I tried out various names that the site assigned me until I came across "Brother Howitzer of Enlightened Compassion" which suits me well enough. Please let me know your names, if you wish to reveal them.

Here are extracts from Jon Carroll's column on the Unitarian Jihad. In it he identifies members of the "committee" all of whom have spammer-patterned names, such as Brother Flaming Sword of Moderation, Sister Immaculate Dagger of Peace, Brother Neutron Bomb of Serenity, and Unexalted Leader Garrote of Forgiveness.
Friday, April 8, 2005

The following is the first communique from a group calling itself Unitarian Jihad. It was sent to me at The Chronicle via an anonymous spam remailer. I have no idea whether other news organizations have received this communique, and, if so, why they have not chosen to print it. Perhaps they fear starting a panic. I feel strongly that the truth, no matter how alarming, trivial or disgusting, must always be told. I am pleased to report that the words below are at least not disgusting:
...Greetings to the Imprisoned Citizens of the United States! Too long has your attention been waylaid by the bright baubles of extremist thought. Too long have fundamentalist yahoos of all religions ... made your head hurt. Too long have you been buffeted by angry people who think that God talks to them. You have a right to your moderation! You have the power to be calm! ...

People of the United States, why ... is the news dominated by nutballs saying that the Ten Commandments have to be tattooed inside the eyelids of every American, or that Allah has told them to kill Americans in order to rid the world of Satan, or that Yahweh has instructed them to go live wherever they feel like, or that Shiva thinks bombing mosques is a great idea? ...

We are Unitarian Jihad. We are everywhere. We have not been born again, nor have we sworn a blood oath. We do not think that God cares what we read, what we eat or whom we sleep with. ...

Beware! Unless you people shut up and begin acting like grown-ups with brains enough to understand the difference between political belief and personal faith, the Unitarian Jihad will begin a series of terrorist-like actions. We will take over television studios, kidnap so-called commentators and broadcast calm, well-reasoned discussions of the issues of the day. We will not try for "balance" by hiring fruitcakes; we will try for balance by hiring non-ideologues who have carefully thought through the issues.

We are Unitarian Jihad. We will appear in public places and require people to shake hands with each other. (Sister Hand Grenade of Love suggested that we institute a terror regime of mandatory hugging, but her motion was not formally introduced because of lack of a quorum.) ...

We are Unitarian Jihad, and our motto is: "Sincerity is not enough." We have heard from enough sincere people to last a lifetime already. Just because you believe it's true doesn't make it true. Just because your motives are pure doesn't mean you are not doing harm. Get a dog, or comfort someone in a nursing home, or just feed the birds in the park. Play basketball. Lighten up. The world is not out to get you, except in the sense that the world is out to get everyone.

Brother Gatling Gun of Patience notes that he's pretty sure the world is out to get him because everyone laughs when he says he is a Unitarian. There were murmurs of assent around the room, and someone suggested that we buy some Congress members and really stick it to the Baptists. But this was deemed against Revolutionary Principles...

People of the United States! We are Unitarian Jihad! We can strike without warning. Pockets of reasonableness and harmony will appear as if from nowhere! ... Startling new underground group spreads lack of panic! Citizens declare themselves "relatively unafraid" of threats of undeclared rationality.

Monday, April 04, 2005

Mitch Hedberg

Wikipedia has some good quips by Mitch Hedberg, the comedian who died young -- of heart failure -- a couple of days ago. Here's a sampling:

Foods & Beverages

I like swiss cheese. It's the only cheese you can draw with a pencil and identify.

Rice is good if you're hungry and you want to eat 2000 of something.

I can't wait 'til this set is over 'cuz I've got a roll of lifesavers in my pocket and pineapple is next!

Me and Other People

Last week I helped my friend stay put. It's a lot easier than helping someone move. I just went over to his house and made sure that he did not start to load shit into a truck.

I wrote a letter to my dad — I wanted to write, "I really enjoy being here," but I accidentally wrote rarely instead of really. But I still wanted to use it, I didn't want to cross it out, so I wrote, "I rarely... drive steamboats, Dad — there's a lot of shit you don't know about me. Quit trying to act like I'm a steamboat operator." This letter took a harsh turn right away ...

I got in an argument with a girlfriend inside of a tent. That's a bad place for an argument, because then I tried to walk out and slam the flap. How are you supposed to express your anger in this situation? Zipper it up really quick?

I was walking down the street with my friend and he said "I hear music." As though there's any other way to take it in. You're not special. That's how I receive it too ... I tried to taste it, but it did not work ...

My friend said to me "Man, this weather is trippy." I said to him, "No man, perhaps it is not the weather that is trippy, it is the way we perceive it that is indeed trippy ..." then I thought, man, I should have just said, 'yeah' ...

Other

See, I write jokes for a living, man. I sit in my hotel at night and think of something that's funny and then I go get a pen and write 'em down. Or, if the pen's too far away, I have to convince myself that what I thought of ain't funny.

I used to do drugs. I still do, but I used to, too.

Friday, April 01, 2005

Happy Birthday!



Friends from the first days in Pittinger;
a great college roommate whose grown-up
accomplishments put me in awe; your life
is an inspiration for me and it's a blessing
to count you among my best friends.

On your birthday, this first day of April, 2005.

With love and admiration, Jeff



Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Trollope and a good meal

Lately, we have been watching the BBC miniseries, The Barchester Chronicles over dinner. Full of gratitude to our friend John F. for the recommendation, we are enjoying every moment.

Our previous dinner-hour miniseries was Horatio Hornblower - The Complete Adventures every bit as pleasurable in its own very different way.

Here's some information about the Trollope drama. First a review by Bret Fetzer from moviepages.com, then excerpts from a Donald Pleasance fan site:

The first two episodes of this BBC miniseries only hint at the delights to come. A lawsuit aimed at church reform in the town of Barchester forces a decent middle-aged clergyman (the august Donald Pleasence, best known in the U.S. for the Halloween movies) into a moral crisis and a conflict with his son-in-law, a pompous archdeacon (Nigel Hawthorne, The Madness of King George). The gracefully written and acted narrative shows glimpses of dry wit--but in episode 3, the arrival of a new bishop (Clive Swift, Keeping Up Appearances), his imperious wife (Geraldine McEwan, The Magdalene Sisters), and his devious chaplain (Alan Rickman, Truly Madly Deeply, the Harry Potter movies) launches The Barchester Chronicles into a satirical power struggle all the more mesmerizing because of the smallness of the territory. The scheming of the citizens and clergy of this British town is both Byzantine and wonderfully comic as the tempestuous personalities claw and dig at each other.

Rickman, in one of his first film or television roles, turns in a tour de force of oily ambition. McEwan's ferocious machinations are downright terrifying, while the sputtering Hawthorne (The Madness of King George) seems constantly in danger of bursting a vein. At the center of it all is Pleasence. Making goodness compelling has always been difficult, since wickedness is always more dramatic; but Pleasence brings a deep and stirring passion to his role that proves as engaging as all the back-biting that surrounds him. And these are just the more familiar faces; a host of lesser-known actors give equally superb performances. The final episode (of seven) will have you on pins and needles. The Barchester Chronicles, adapted from two novels by Anthony Trollope, is one of those marvels of British television, a skillful production that proves intelligent fare can be hugely entertaining. --Bret Fetzer


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THE BARCHESTER CHRONICLES

1982 Television Comedy/Drama Mini-Series

THE BARCHESTER CHRONICLES was aired over seven nights on the program MASTERPIECE THEATRE on PBS in the United States from October 28--December 9, 1984.

CAST AND CREW:

DONALD PLEASENCE (Reverend Septimus Harding)
GERALDINE McEWAN (Mrs. Proudie)
NIGEL HAWTHORNE (Dr. Grantly)
SUSAN HAMPSHIRE (La Signora Madeline Versey Neroni)
ALAN RICKMAN (Reverend Obadiah Slope)
CLIVE SWIFT (Dr. Proudie)
JANET MAW (Eleanor Harding)
DAVID GWILLIM (John Bold)
ANGELA PLEASENCE (Mrs. Grantly)
JOSEPH O'CONOR (Bunce)

Directed by DAVID GILES
Written by ALAN PLATER
(Based on the novels THE WARDEN and BARCHESTER TOWERS by ANTHONY TROLLOPE)
Produced by JONATHAN POWELL

PORTRAITS AND STILLS:
  • DONALD PLEASENCE AS REVEREND SEPTIMUS HARDING
  • PLEASENCE AND JANET MAW

    REVIEWS:
  • ERIC ESTRIN (Los Angeles Magazine)

  • CATHLEEN SCHINE (Vogue)

    STAR LINKS:
  • A TRIBUTE TO SIR NIGEL HAWTHORNE
  • GERALDINE McEWAN: A CAREER IN THEATRE, FILM AND TELEVISION
  • RICKMAN IN THE ROUND
  • THE RICKMANISTA REVIEW

    AUTHOR LINK:
  • ANTHONY TROLLOPE: AN OVERVIEW

    MINI-SERIES LINKS:
  • INTERNET MOVIE DATABASE
  • Wednesday, March 23, 2005

    An excellent day's bicycling

    Rain today, giving opportunity for a haircut; haircut weeks overdue. The opportunity arrives because I can drive to work and stop off for the cut on the way home. It was in the mid-70's that I first started using Pierre as my barber and have stuck faithfully since. Since he's even older than I am, the time will come when I have to find another. This already happened with my GP, my "primary care physician" at our HMO, who retired a bit more than a year ago; he advised me to choose someone relatively young for my new doc. I'm also growing older alongside my dentist and she is quite likely to retire before I stop needing her services. These transitions may be inevitable, but they are not a pleasure for me.

    Yesterday was another story: frigid inbound ride, but pleasant since it's now light enough for me to ride the middle third of the trip through the park, rather than along its border. My arrival at LC gave me a view that I anticipate the whole year: sun rising majestically before me as I turn onto Independence Ave in front of the building where I work. Independence being exactly East-West in orientation and pointing exactly at the mid-point between the sun's most Northern and most Southern yearly extremes, it's an event like the glorious solstice and equinox lightings at the prehistoric calendrical monuments of Europe.

    The wind finally turned, improving my spirits on yesterday's outbound ride. After weeks of daily headwinds, I was blessed with still air and some gentle southerly breezes. Though I'd told myself to take it easy, I found that I couldn't slow down after catching two traffic lights green that are usually red for me, and, though slowed by winter gear and in indifferent winter physical condition, I also found that I made it home without once having to put my foot down on pavement -- a small moment of triumph, but one worth trying to remember.

    I recently scanned and converted to online form parts of an old cycling manual, called simply CYCLING and published in 1972 by the Italian Central Sports School and the European professional racing commission of the time. Since it's sort of germane to my topic and is right at hand, here's first part of the chapter on bike frames, in the stilted academic prose of corporate authorship with, apparently, literal translation. I quote it for its intrinsic interest, but mostly because yesterday afternoon I experienced a nice sense of harmony with my bicycle.

    Chapter 5 Modalities for constructing a frame to measure

    The mechanical machine (bicycle) and the human machine (athlete) must be as far as possible harmonized, that is to say they should form a single unit in order for the cyclist to obtain maximum performance. Therefore, bearing in mind that the morphology of the athlete varies from one person to another while at the same time generally remaining within given limits, it is indispensable to plan and carry out a bicycle which is perfectly suited to the physique of the athlete.

    Tuesday, March 22, 2005

    An essay

    This is an essay about balance. I use the word essay in Montesquieu's sense: an attempt, a trial; embarking on a small journey without knowing the destination; a trial whose conclusion can't be know at the start.

    It seems more days than not, dressed in my bike clothes, I encounter someone as I'm arriving or departing; someone who makes a friendly inquiry about my commute or simply asks how far I go and whether I ride when it's cold or wet.

    Last week a woman passing me in the hallway simply said, "You must lead a balanced life." I've been thinking about that.

    I thought first of balancing the polar extremes of the mentally- (and sometimes emotionally-) taxing workday and the physically-demanding and sometimes psychically-enlarging commutes.

    The woman is Asian, so I also thought about Confucian and Buddhist concepts of balance and the "middle way," though not very deeply since I didn't see any particular connection, no more than are present in other belief systems.

    Of course, there's the trivial sense in which balance keeps us upright while we walk and while I ride, but that's a ludicrous and belittling train of thought. It's certainly not what she meant and, anyway, the gyroscopic effect of the turning wheels insures that bicycling rarely involves balancing -- only when I'm waiting for a light to change or traffic to move and only then when I try to avoid putting a foot down on the pavement.

    More seriously, I thought about homeostasis, the internal balance that keeps us healthy. It's not something you can will yourself to achieve, but you can lead your life so as to promote the likelihood of that condition, no? It's a good thought. Healthy food, good exercise, seeking occasions for belly laughs, meditation, gentle stretching, maybe (someday) Yoga. Not bad.

    How about aesthetic balance, the proportions of elements within a frame, for example; blocks of light and dark shapes; positioning of horizontal and vertical elements. That stuff? Pleasing thought, but not, for me, easily achieved.

    Statistical concepts of mean and median -- nice metaphorical approaches to the subject maybe, but not very intellectually satisfying for me.

    Balance does pretty well relate to an intellectualism that has caught my imagination: Freud's concept of the antithetical meaning of primal words (well not originally his concept, but publicized by him). As I've said before, he didn't make much of it and the idea that primal words have opposite meanings isn't pursuasive. There isn't any evidence that these words, autoantonyms, are specially primal (aboriginal) and a lot of them don't have truly antithetical meaning. A classic example is the word "leave" which can mean both to depart and to cause to remain behind; or "cleave," meaning both to cut apart and to stick together; or "trim," meaning to cut things off or to add extra bits on. There's a list of these at http://users.erols.com/kmdavis/lanhum2.html. It's really not so impressive a concept as one might hope. (However, if you read French, this source investigates whether the concept holds in Middle Eqyptian; interesting, he says, because Abel's original concept focused on ancient Egyptian usage -- abstract in English.)

    All the same, this idea of primal autoantonyms has had some traction in my thinking, since it has led me to try to imagine the language used by early man (or woman) in communicating about ranges of qualities like hot and cold. One could imagine that prehistoric men first developed a concept ("hot-cold") and used linguistic modifiers to communicate more hot-coldness or less hot-coldness. My thought is that separate words for the extreme conditions, hot and cold, emerged later. In other words, first, the thought might have been about more of the "hot-cold" quality or less of the "hot-cold" quality, only later actually giving the low-temp range one word (cold) and the high-range another word (hot). If this actually happened, then "hot-cold" would be a primal word having a kind of anthetical meaning. I haven't been able to find a source that discusses this possiblity, though I haven't tried very hard.

    Not really much to do with balance, except that the expression for the concept (hot-cold, near-far, sharp-blunt, whatever) implies a kind of equilibrium - maybe.

    Wikipedia, as so often seems to be the case, has a nice take on the concept. Its discussion of balance leads one to an article on homeostasis. This mentions homeostasis as a factor in aging: "Organismal aging is generally characterized by the declining ability to respond to stress, increasing homeostatic imbalance and increased risk of disease. Because of this, death is the ultimate consequence of aging." And, yes, though I don't actually perceive it, I can well imagine that striving for balance is also striving to stay alive so long as possible. Though of course, being alive is not the true goal here, it's being actively, productively alive; belonging with dignity to the human community of the living.

    In the day-to-day world of eating, sleeping, earning a living and the like, I sometimes think of the balancing involved in deciding whether to buy something. In this context, I attempt a balance between my intellectual belief in "doing without" (as in conserving resources and saving the planet) and my primal acquisitive urge of "doing with" (as in getting things for me and mine). This is too big a topic for a short thought-trial like this. I'll limit myself to a single conflict of motives -- Item: I like the idea of being relatively free of material acquisitiveness; trying not to define my sense of well being in the consumer goods I've surrounded myself with. I don't do very well at this, but better than many. Item: I like the idea of being free of rules that bind me to unvarying behavior. It's easy to call up images of my intensely Calvinist forbears and their stubborn rectitude. Moving on....

    Like Emerson, I wish to balance my sense of individuality with my sense of community. There's even a bicycling connection in that since bike races are won by individuals but ordinarily the individuals who win must work together with their opponents during much of the race.

    Perhaps there are other senses of the word balance that apply to my case. Equilibrium is suggestive. There are mechanical, chemical, economic, and even ethical equilibria. My favorite is the psychological one mentioned in the wikipedia entry on the topic:
    * Equilibrium: Psychologically some balance between desires and satisfaction is important; somewhat paradoxically complete satisfaction may not be ideal, it can be argued that perhaps it is better if things are left to be desired.
    * In various practical matters an equilibrium is useful, e.g.:
    o in a conversation, between talking and listening;
    o in a personal relationship, between giving and taking;
    o between buying and reading books (apart from lent books).

    Pondering equilibrium leads to thoughts of other "equi-" words, particularly equipoise. I'm running low on imagination, and letting this thought stream run on too long, at this point, so I'll just allude to some possible ways that equipoise might apply to the statement "You must lead a balanced life" by giving a couple of quotes: The OED says that a man named Norris wrote, in 1699, of the equipoise displayed by Descartes: "So great reason..to lay the foundation of his Philosophy in an equipoise of mind." To balance this, OED quotes Samuel Johnson, writing in the Idler in 1759, told of a man who "lives in a continual equipoise of doubt."


    Having introduced that thought, I'm tempted to end this essay with a labored pun: equipoise suggesting "equine equipage," a horse and cart. This is a Barrie Maguire connection: to the left you see his painting, "The Tackled Pony." Unfotunately, ending thus would demonstrate, wouldn't it, that I don't lead a balanced life but am plagued by a trivial obsession with words? So, to avoid that misleading implication, maybe I'd better seek another way out.

    Instead, here and now, I think I'll bring this to a close with a return to the beginning. As I do this, maybe you'll see the start and finish themselves balancing. It's worth a try.

    So, to wrap up, I announced this as an essay and explained my meaning. Essay has a common root with the word "assay," and also a common meaning as a process of trying, or trial generally, though assay's best-known meaning is the "trial of metals to determine the quantity of metal in an ore or alloy or of the fineness of coin or bullion." The OED has much on this word as noun and verb. Among its quotes is one from Measure for Measure: "Angelo had neuer the purpose to corrupt her; onely he hath made an assay of her vertue." So, since my topic is balance, and this is an essay -- an assay in the sense of OED's quotation from Sterne: "'Tis an assay upon human nature" (1778), I choose to conclude with this picture of an assayer's scale, confirming what this essay as a whole tends to show, that I do have an obsession with words but maybe one that is not entirely trivial.

    Sunday, March 20, 2005

    Four tenors and a pony

    I forget how I first happened to see Barrie Maguire's art. I think someone included this Joyce image on his blog. He, Maguire, does paintings and prints, mostly of Ireland and Irish subjects. There's an introduction to himself and the work at Meet Barrie Maguire

    Maguire says:
    I'm a child of the 50s who went off to Notre Dame to worship Football.  Before I knew it I was married and working as an Art Director at a big Advertising Agency.... In 1998, after a magical first visit to Ireland, I began painting for the first time since college.  Ireland captured me... and I've been painting the Irish people, animals, and green patchwork quilt countryside ever since....I am not the Barry McGuire who sang "Eve of Destruction."  Neither am I the McGwire who hit 70 homeruns, nor the Barry who hit 700.

    He's done series called Ireland & the Irish, Listowel Horse Fair, Burren Sketches, The Irish Quilts, and, not surprisingly, Irish Writers. I particlarly like this photo of Maguire and the subjects of this last, his "four tenors."


    Because I can't resist and because she's about to return to Towson, here, for Julia, a Listowel Pony, by Maguine:

    'false wealth' and where it's leading us (maybe)

    Let me say upfront that what I'm writing about here is a genuine confusion of mine, not a rhetorical pretense. (Not, as you all know, that I ever indulge in the latter.) If anyone can help me understand what this is about, I welcome the instruction.

    If you succeed in parsing this little essay to the end, you'll see that I've found an interesting connection between credit card debt and the defeat of Democratic candidates in the last election. It's about at least one good reason for debtors to vote Republican.

    This doesn't start out to be about politics, however. I just wonder, with the huge federal deficit and plummet of value of the dollar, why hasn't the American economy collapsed? Its continuing strength is a mystification.

    The newspapers say this strength is based not on manufacturing innovations but on the propensity of Americans to continually increase their indebtedness in order to buy consumer goods. Thus my Vanguard weekly email message tells me consumer debt 'skyrocketed' in January: "The Fed reported that $11.5 billion was added to total credit outstanding during the month, the largest increase since October 2004 and nearly twice the amount expected." So, maybe you could say the economy is being driven by the famous U.S. consumerism.

    As we all know, lots of the consumer goods that Americans buy are produced outside the U.S. I recently started receiving press releases from the Bureau of Economic Analysis which tells me that in 2004 gap between imports and exports of consumer goods increased 25% over the previous year.

    When Americans buy more from abroad than they sell, the difference is made up in the transfer of U.S. dollars to foreigners (of course) and this is, I expect, the main reason for the big decline in the value of the dollar relative to the Euro and other currencies.

    Foreign holders of dollars don't just sit on them -- although some Asian central banks do have huge dollar reserves (mostly China and Japan).

    Because of the (mystifying) strength of the U.S. economy, they tend to spend the dollars to buy U.S. assets such as corporate stocks and bonds. Overall, the BEA says, "net financial inflows for foreign direct investment in the United States were $115.5 billion in 2004, up from $39.9 billion in 2003;" that's an astounding increase.

    So, is it reasonable to say that the economy is being sustained by foreign investment? I think it might be so.

    There's an uncomfortable "what if" that's obviously worrying Alan Greenspan these days: What if foreigners start thinking that investments in the U.S. are becoming too risky; what if they begin to think that economic growth based on consumer indebtedness can't last much longer. The federal deficit, the decline in the value of the dollar, and, I imagine, other factors, are likely to drive up interest rates, The passage of the new bankruptcy legislation is likely to increase that upward pressure I would guess. Increased interest rates have to decrease consumer purchases. The house of cards could begin to fall.

    As many have pointed out, since the U.S. is now so heavily dependent on purchase of assets by foreigners, any decline in their expectations regarding the strength of the U.S. economy could, by itself, bring the economy down. What helps sustain us, I think, is the understanding they have that they don't have a whole lot of choice. They are so heavily invested in the U.S. economy that they can't afford to jeopardize it. I think that's what Greenspan (and the whole Bush administration) are counting on: that foreign holders of U.S. assets will cooperate with the U.S. to prevent an economic collapse. We can all hope they will continue to cooperate and that their cooperation will be effective, right?

    Having said all that, here's the connection between credit card debt and the last election. It's a comment on a post that appeared in the Crooked Timber weblog. I reproduce the comment first and then the blog item. Note the idea of 'false wealth' that the author speaks about. It seems to me to be directly related to consumerism and consumer debt.

    See if you can make the same connection I did between foreign investment in the U.S. and American credit card indebtedness: 'false wealth' -> credit card indebtedness -> fragile engine of the world economy -> uncertain foreign confidence in this engine.

    Doesn't this give a clue to the enormous power of ideas -- so much more influential than facts, events, or hard, cold reality? It's the idea of individual 'wealth' -- a false idea -- that seems to drive the U.S. economy. And it's foreigners' (unreliable) willingness to accept this myth that -- to a large extent -- keeps it going.

    Comment:

    It is interesting that the rise in consumer debt isn’t often linked, as it should be, in my opinion, to the stagnation of wages. I really think that the Repubs are eventually cutting their own throats this way — the only way to maintain a system that distributes wealth mainly to the already wealthy while stalling wealth creation - in the form of real wage increases to the producers — is to create a sphere of 'false' wealth. This is the political brilliance of the American credit sector. It is no coincidence that the extension of credit (at higher interest) to the lower and lower middle class has coincided with crushing the higher wage demands of that same class. Without credit cards and the embrace by the market of the two-earner household, the lower and middle class household would never have scraped by in the eighties and nineties. But they did, and they have exploited their sense of (false) wealth to vote for the party that will guarantee them tax cuts — the Repubs. This makes a certain economic sense — in the short term, at least, any money coming in counts. And, of course, living on false wealth is living in the short term permanently.

    The best strategy for the Repubs will be to cast this as a moral question — those nasty households out there ‘stealing’ from nice credit card companies. I see no reason that they won’t be successful at this — the media will go for that story, and will wink at or simply sleep through such real rip offs as the World Comm bankruptcy.

    Posted by roger · March 8, 2005 04:59 PM


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    Here's the Crooked Timber post

    March 08, 2005
    The chains of debt
    Posted by John Quiggin

    I’ve been sitting on this great post about reforms to US bankruptcy laws and how they fit into the general pattern of risk being shifted from business to workers and to ordinary people in general. But I waited too long and Paul Krugman’s already written it. So go and read his piece, and then, if you want, you can look at the things I was going to write that Krugman hasn’t said already.

    First, if you’re looking for reading on this general topic, let me recommend "When All Else Fails : Government as the Ultimate Risk Manager," (David A. Moss), which I reviewed here. Moss shows how both bankruptcy and limited liability were (correctly) viewed as significant departures from laissez-faire when they were introduced in the 19th century. Of course, there’s no hint that the sacred status of limited liability is going to be challenged any time soon.

    Second, given the rising trend in bankruptcy, this is going to affect a lot of people, quite possibly most people, at some time. Currently, more people go bankrupt than get divorced every year and, although the number has declined marginally with the economic recovery, the underlying trend is clearly upward. The proposed reforms are unlikely to change this. Although the bill will make bankruptcy a less attractive option for people who are already in difficulty, this demand side effect will be more than offset by the increased willingness of credit card companies and other lenders to lend to people with precarious repayment capacity.

    Finally, while Krugman is probably right in describing the target of the reformers as a system of debt peonage, my long exposure to Dickens (and more recently to Patrick O’Brien) leads me to think that the large and powerful incarceration lobby might get in on the act here - anyone for debtors’ prison?