Wednesday, January 26, 2005

31 Marines died today in Iraq in one instant. We need a new way of thinking. Here is a passage from a memorial service for Dr. King this year.

"How simply he makes this point in the passage(from Martin Luther King Jr. "Letter from the Birmingham Jail") we have heard. “Before you have finished breakfast, ... you’re dependent on more than half the world.” A great and lasting power in Dr King’s preaching is his capacity to place us in the physical world in ways that engage our moral imaginations, and the poet Shelley calls the imagination the great instrument for good. As I drink my morning coffee, Dr King brings before my mind’s eye those who grow and process the coffee beans, and as I acknowledge my part in the “inescapable network of mutuality” I have to ask whether I am giving back what I owe to those who serve me. If you and I think about “fair trade coffee” and “fair trade” as a general principle for transforming exploitation into mutuality, it is because we have begun to imagine what it is like to be the coffee grower, not just the coffee consumer. And we think about our indebtedness to vast numbers of migrant workers upon whom our economy depends. They travel with the harvests to pick our crops, they work in sweatshops to produce our cheap consumer goods, they fill the most menial jobs, but they receive little protection from oppressive working conditions, have no health or retirement benefits, and have no political influence in the communities in which they live and pay taxes. For a moment, if we imagine ourselves into that hard life, we feel on our own pulses, in our own bodies, how the interwoven patterns of cause and effect might play out as justice or injustice, fairness or oppression..."

Paul Lacey, Clerk, American Friends Service Committee at this year's memorial service for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. in the National Cathedral.

I do not know who is right or wrong, but I know I am human, falliable and weak just as are all my brothers and sisters. We are all on this planet together. We can't go on the way we are going for much longer now, can we?

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

DL Redux

I'm taking a distance learning course on distance learning courses this semester. We'll be looking over all the research and I'm hoping to make some sort of sense of the mess it all is. DL was one of those things that was caught up in all the euphoria of the Internet bubble. What was Alan Greenspan's felicitous phrase? "Irrational exuberance?" Yup.

Earlier I posted how BlackBoard, the company that markets the widely used software for online courses of the same name, is controlled by the Carlyle Group, a venture capital firm made up of former government insiders from, well, our government as well as that of the UK. It buys companies that are either heavilly regulated by or do business with the government where their influence and rolodex can be used for profit. Education is here in the US very much a government exercise, and even in higher education state universities are a dominant part of the market.

What does this all mean? Well, for starters DL shouldn't be about profit. It should be about access, equity and social improvement. The Internet, while started by scientists and researchers, has just become another gold rush, but one with a difference. It's a capitalist virus that has infected just about everything it touches. DL is now more a story of profit and the market than it is about access and equity.

I still remember when this gentleman ran the ILT. Well, I like what his wife can do with a bolt of cloth...

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Cold

It's frikkin cold here in NYC. Brutal.

I'm reading other blogs and realizing how boring mine is. No sex. Not that I have no sex, just don't write about it. And besides, I'm not an escort or the like. Still, found them interesting.

Sex is a funny thing. Just the other day Margot from the sailing club was telling us how to go to a spot in the Gansevoort Hotel where we could see the loft from Sex and the City. Would go, but wouldn't know what I was looking at. I only saw the show a few times and didn't really get it. Then Clara's favorite show bar none is Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. She's only six years old and this is what she likes. Had a hard time explaining to her what "queer" meant. She was pretty cool about the whole thing. Sex is definitely not what it used to be, and that is a good thing. All that mystery and terror.

My mother is very upset that I'm not into being a Catholic. Why would I be? When it comes to sex they are certainly problematic. All those Lives of the Saints were way too caught up with the saint being a chaste virgin and all that nonsense. The blogging escorts are less obsessed than the authors of these Lives. What exactly are they interested in, these Catholics, other than other people's sex lives?

Monday, January 17, 2005

For Martin Luther King Jr.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness,that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve this world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us; It is not just in some of us - it's in everyone! And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others!

by Nelson Mandela

Sunday, January 16, 2005

Sunday Evening

For the kids rented Yellow Submarine and Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. For myself the last installment of The Matrix. The kids loved Yellow Submarine and watched it twice, but Chitty terrified them with the child catcher and all. They were so afraid I almost pulled the plug on the DVD.

As an FYI Chitty Chitty Bang Bang was an attempt by Ian Fleming to write a story for children. Think he did a good job. Roald Dahl, another rather interesting character, wrote the screenplay, and Gert Frobe (yes, Auric Goldfinger) played the evil baron. Albert Broccoli produced. The very young Phil Collins, later better known as a rock and roller, also made an appearance. The director, Ken Hughes, also did Casino Royale with Woody Allen, Peter Sellers and David Niven. Lots of talent.

Chitty was quite a blockbuster, complete with an intermission and exit music, just like Lawrence of Arabia had. If I remember correctly I saw it for the first time at Radio City Music Hall, complete with the Rockettes, the Hammond Organ and who knows what else in terms of extravagance. Looking at this film now it is quite stunning in execution and yet still rated G. And Dick Van Dyke was certainly as athletic and exuberant as any action hero today. The dance numbers have to be seen to be believed. There hasn't been much progress in cinema, has there?

Saturday, January 15, 2005

The Inauguration

Before we get all depressed I'd like to share with you FDR's First Inaugural Address. Have no fear.

I am certain that my fellow Americans expect that on my induction into the Presidency I will address them with a candor and a decision which the present situation of our Nation impels. This is preeminently the time to speak the truth, the whole truth, frankly and boldly. Nor need we shrink from honestly facing conditions in our country today. This great Nation will endure as it has endured, will revive and will prosper. So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself--nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance. In every dark hour of our national life a leadership of frankness and vigor has met with that understanding and support of the people themselves which is essential to victory. I am convinced that you will again give that support to leadership in these critical days.
In such a spirit on my part and on yours we face our common difficulties. They concern, thank God, only material things. Values have shrunken to fantastic levels; taxes have risen; our ability to pay has fallen; government of all kinds is faced by serious curtailment of income; the means of exchange are frozen in the currents of trade; the withered leaves of industrial enterprise lie on every side; farmers find no markets for their produce; the savings of many years in thousands of families are gone.
More important, a host of unemployed citizens face the grim problem of existence, and an equally great number toil with little return. Only a foolish optimist can deny the dark realities of the moment.
Yet our distress comes from no failure of substance. We are stricken by no plague of locusts. Compared with the perils which our forefathers conquered because they believed and were not afraid, we have still much to be thankful for. Nature still offers her bounty and human efforts have multiplied it. Plenty is at our doorstep, but a generous use of it languishes in the very sight of the supply. Primarily this is because the rulers of the exchange of mankind's goods have failed, through their own stubbornness and their own incompetence, have admitted their failure, and abdicated. Practices of the unscrupulous money changers stand indicted in the court of public opinion, rejected by the hearts and minds of men.
True they have tried, but their efforts have been cast in the pattern of an outworn tradition. Faced by failure of credit they have proposed only the lending of more money. Stripped of the lure of profit by which to induce our people to follow their false leadership, they have resorted to exhortations, pleading tearfully for restored confidence. They know only the rules of a generation of self-seekers. They have no vision, and when there is no vision the people perish.
The money changers have fled from their high seats in the temple of our civilization. We may now restore that temple to the ancient truths. The measure of the restoration lies in the extent to which we apply social values more noble than mere monetary profit.
Happiness lies not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort. The joy and moral stimulation of work no longer must be forgotten in the mad chase of evanescent profits. These dark days will be worth all they cost us if they teach us that our true destiny is not to be ministered unto but to minister to ourselves and to our fellow men.
Recognition of the falsity of material wealth as the standard of success goes hand in hand with the abandonment of the false belief that public office and high political position are to be valued only by the standards of pride of place and personal profit; and there must be an end to a conduct in banking and in business which too often has given to a sacred trust the likeness of callous and selfish wrongdoing. Small wonder that confidence languishes, for it thrives only on honesty, on honor, on the sacredness of obligations, on faithful protection, on unselfish performance; without them it cannot live.
Restoration calls, however, not for changes in ethics alone. This Nation asks for action, and action now.
Our greatest primary task is to put people to work. This is no unsolvable problem if we face it wisely and courageously. It can be accomplished in part by direct recruiting by the Government itself, treating the task as we would treat the emergency of a war, but at the same time, through this employment, accomplishing greatly needed projects to stimulate and reorganize the use of our natural resources.
Hand in hand with this we must frankly recognize the overbalance of population in our industrial centers and, by engaging on a national scale in a redistribution, endeavor to provide a better use of the land for those best fitted for the land. The task can be helped by definite efforts to raise the values of agricultural products and with this the power to purchase the output of our cities. It can be helped by preventing realistically the tragedy of the growing loss through foreclosure of our small homes and our farms. It can be helped by insistence that the Federal, State, and local governments act forthwith on the demand that their cost be drastically reduced. It can be helped by the unifying of relief activities which today are often scattered, uneconomical, and unequal. It can be helped by national planning for and supervision of all forms of transportation and of communications and other utilities which have a definitely public character. There are many ways in which it can be helped, but it can never be helped merely by talking about it. We must act and act quickly.
Finally, in our progress toward a resumption of work we require two safeguards against a return of the evils of the old order; there must be a strict supervision of all banking and credits and investments; there must be an end to speculation with other people's money, and there must be provision for an adequate but sound currency.
There are the lines of attack. I shall presently urge upon a new Congress in special session detailed measures for their fulfillment, and I shall seek the immediate assistance of the several States.
Through this program of action we address ourselves to putting our own national house in order and making income balance outgo. Our international trade relations, though vastly important, are in point of time and necessity secondary to the establishment of a sound national economy. I favor as a practical policy the putting of first things first. I shall spare no effort to restore world trade by international economic readjustment, but the emergency at home cannot wait on that accomplishment.
The basic thought that guides these specific means of national recovery is not narrowly nationalistic. It is the insistence, as a first consideration, upon the interdependence of the various elements in all parts of the United States--a recognition of the old and permanently important manifestation of the American spirit of the pioneer. It is the way to recovery. It is the immediate way. It is the strongest assurance that the recovery will endure.
In the field of world policy I would dedicate this Nation to the policy of the good neighbor--the neighbor who resolutely respects himself and, because he does so, respects the rights of others-- the neighbor who respects his obligations and respects the sanctity of his agreements in and with a world of neighbors.
If I read the temper of our people correctly, we now realize as we have never realized before our interdependence on each other; that we can not merely take but we must give as well; that if we are to go forward, we must move as a trained and loyal army willing to sacrifice for the good of a common discipline, because without such discipline no progress is made, no leadership becomes effective. We are, I know, ready and willing to submit our lives and property to such discipline, because it makes possible a leadership which aims at a larger good. This I propose to offer, pledging that the larger purposes will bind upon us all as a sacred obligation with a unity of duty hitherto evoked only in time of armed strife.
With this pledge taken, I assume unhesitatingly the leadership of this great army of our people dedicated to a disciplined attack upon our common problems.
Action in this image and to this end is feasible under the form of government which we have inherited from our ancestors. Our Constitution is so simple and practical that it is possible always to meet extraordinary needs by changes in emphasis and arrangement without loss of essential form. That is why our constitutional system has proved itself the most superbly enduring political mechanism the modern world has produced. It has met every stress of vast expansion of territory, of foreign wars, of bitter internal strife, of world relations.
It is to be hoped that the normal balance of executive and legislative authority may be wholly adequate to meet the unprecedented task before us. But it may be that an unprecedented demand and need for undelayed action may call for temporary departure from that normal balance of public procedure.
I am prepared under my constitutional duty to recommend the measures that a stricken nation in the midst of a stricken world may require. These measures, or such other measures as the Congress may build out of its experience and wisdom, I shall seek, within my constitutional authority, to bring to speedy adoption.
But in the event that the Congress shall fail to take one of these two courses, and in the event that the national emergency is still critical, I shall not evade the clear course of duty that will then confront me. I shall ask the Congress for the one remaining instrument to meet the crisis--broad Executive power to wage a war against the emergency, as great as the power that would be given to me if we were in fact invaded by a foreign foe.
For the trust reposed in me I will return the courage and the devotion that befit the time. I can do no less.
We face the arduous days that lie before us in the warm courage of the national unity; with the clear consciousness of seeking old and precious moral values; with the clean satisfaction that comes from the stem performance of duty by old and young alike. We aim at the assurance of a rounded and permanent national life.
We do not distrust the future of essential democracy. The people of the United States have not failed. In their need they have registered a mandate that they want direct, vigorous action. They have asked for discipline and direction under leadership. They have made me the present instrument of their wishes. In the spirit of the gift I take it.
In this dedication of a Nation we humbly ask the blessing of God. May He protect each and every one of us. May He guide me in the days to come.

Friday, January 14, 2005

Down Town Association

The sailing club had their annual dinner at the Down Town Association on Pine Street last night. Quite pleasant, and nice to see all the people dressed up instead of dressed down. The Commodore has arranged to take over the management of the North Cove for the next decade, which is sweet, but best of all he has Dennis Connor as the front man. America's most famous and successful sailor certainly cannot hurt the cause of making New York's harbor a center for recreational sailing. The Commodore, Michael Fortenbaugh, is an exceptional character who has done a great deal to put Manhattan back in touch with it's roots as an island on a great river and expansive harbor open to the world.

The Down Town Association is itself quite fascinating. Franklin Roosevelt was a member, and I can't help but feel the vibe when I walk in that this is one of those placed hidden in plain sight where you can get in touch with the long history of New York. Waiting for K at St. Paul's Chapel In felt like I could step right in to an Edith Wharton novel. Lower Manhattan is for me a sacred space, not because of 9/11, but because of Alexander Hamilton, Robert Fulton, that old peg-legged Dutchman Peter Styuverstant, Edith Wharton, P.T. Barnum, all the Roosevelts and even Abe Lincoln on his way up Broadway to give his address at Cooper Union that would propel him to the White House. It is, for me, where the spirit of the pragmatic Dutch founders, the vibrancy and diversity of trade and port culture and the stream of all humanity striving to start anew made the vital and critical contributions to American character that made this nation great. It's Manhattan.

Thursday, January 13, 2005

More Pre-Socratics

Well, reading as much as I can on Parmenides and his colleagues from about 500 or so years before Christ and having a great time doing it. I wonder what Xenophanes or some of those other Greeks would have thought about someone reading their stuff on the subway of all things. Can't say that they would have liked it, but for me it's one of the few places that I can do it.

One of the things I read last night is that in this particular circle it was held that reason had to have some kind of edge over the senses as we really couldn't rely on them for truth. You had to use logical proofs to come near to the truth, but even then the truth was considered somewhat impossible to achieve. You had to understand you weren't looking for absolute certainty, just to get as close to it as possible. Therefore, you had to always consider that somebody else might come up with something better. What a powerful thought; that you had to remain scheptical of your own thoughts.

There was also the idea that the gods were conventional. That is, they were creations of convention and differed from society to society. There might be a god or gods, but that didn't mean our belief in them was true or that the myths we hold are valid. They were conventions, nothing more, and therefore not true. Could someone explain that to George Bush?

Just announced today that no weapons of mass destruction exist or existed. We fought a war on a lie. Now we have to live with it. Beliefs are far more dangerous than schepticism. One must remain critical.

Monday, January 03, 2005

The Presocratics

I'm still trying to finish one term paper from the Fall 04 semester on education, technology and collaboration. Instead I am diving deeper and deeper into the Pre-Socratic philosphers and their theories of knowledge. It's interesting, much more than I imagined. I've always thought that there is really no singular event or era called "the modern" or for that matter "the postmodern" but rather that we have gone through cycles of history that while never quite the same are categorized by particular approaches to knowledge and society. With this in mind I think the Greeks of that time are something like our contemporaries in the way they looked at the problem of how to explain the world. There is still much to learn from them.