Soundtrack for a Century

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A couple weeks ago, on the way back from Ellensburg, Prairie and I stopped off at a Fred Meyer’s so that she could pick up the Chicago soundtrack. While we were there, I browsed through the racks, and stumbled across a two-disc set of Broadway tunes, from 1932 to 1997. It looked interesting, so I picked it up, and we listened to it on the way back to Seattle.

As it turns out, that set was just one of twelve in the series Sony Music 100 Years: Soundtrack for a Century. Sony has dug into their vaults to compile an absolutley astounding collection of music — ranging from an 1890 recording on wax cylinder of John Philip Sousa conducting the United States Marine Band in “The Washington Post March” up to Lauryn Hill’s 1998 pop hit “Doo Wop (That Thing)” — across all genres, and encompassing a ton of songs, both popular hits and little-known gems.

I’m slowly working on collecting the entire collection, and so far have picked up four of the sets (Broadway: The Great Original Cast Recordings, Pop Music: The Early Years 1890-1950, Pop Music: The Golden Era 1951-1975, and Pop Music: The Modern Era 1976-1999), have two more held for me at Barnes and Noble (Rock: The Train Kept A-Rollin’ and Folk, Gospel and Blues: Will the Circle Be Unbroken), and will be picking up the rest of the series as I can and where I can. Great collections, and I’ve really been enjoying going through these.

Love me, love my country

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I found this post from Dave Winer today, which definitely raised my eyebrows.

Our European allies say we don’t need to go to war. But what do they say to the families whose kids are going there to die? They say that they love the American people but hate our government. They don’t understand the US. Read the Constitution. Check out the first three words. It’s our government. You can’t like us and not like our government, and vice versa.

This seems to me to be completely off base. In fact, the first thing to pop into my head after reading this was, “Sorry — but Bush is not my President.”

Not My President

Yes, the Constitution of the United States begins with “We the people….” The thing is, not only did I not vote for Bush, but “we the people” didn’t vote for Bush either. It’s well known at this point that though he got the Electoral College votes to put him in office, the popular vote was not for Bush.

But — even if that were not the case (and it is a moot point, not to mention one that’s been beat to death many times over) — why must an appreciation of a people equate to appreciation and condoning of that people’s government? That doesn’t make any sense to me, for many reasons.

One of the great things about being an American is the right to disagree with our government. I can look at the decisions my government is making, decide for myself whether or not I agree with them, and voice my approval or dissent without fear of reprisal or retribution (at least that’s the theory, though some recent events have called that into question — just another reason why I am dissatisfied with the current government — but I digress…). I can do things like state that Bush is “not my President,” a technically false statement that does a good job of indicating my displeasure with Bush’s tactics, without having to hide behind a false identity, or worry about secret police knocking on my door. Given that that is the case here in America, and one of the things that we pride ourselves on — why in the world would we deny that right to others?

This “love me, love my country” attitude is, in all honesty, kind of frightening to me. If we’re really so fired up about how great our country is, and how everyone really should be just like us (whether or not they want that…), shouldn’t we allow others the same rights we allow ourselves? Such as the ability to appreciate America and Americans while having difficulties with where the present administration is taking us?

A question for Dave — you state that “you can’t like us and not like our government, and vice versa”. Turning that around, does that mean that because you dislike the decisions of France, Germany, and Russia, that you now dislike the French, Germans, and Russians en masse? Or that because you dislike what Saddam is doing, that you dislike all Iraquis? I don’t really think that that is the case, but it’s the same attitude, and it’s one that worries me.

iPod troubles

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Well, this bites. I’m having problems with my iPod. Normally I’m pretty good with getting things fixed, but I think this is beyond my abilities. Bleah.

Problem one: every so often, when plugging in the remote to the jack on the iPod, or just bumping the connector, the iPod will “short out” and reset. It’s more or less a minor annoyance — the iPod will reboot and start right up again, and the only real lasting effect is that the date and time need to be set — but an annoyance nothenless.

Problem two: iTunes doesn’t know that my iPod exists anymore. As far as I can tell, this behavior started after I applied the Security Update 2003-03-03 system patch. The iPod mounts to the Finder just fine, but nothing I can do seems to clue iTunes into the existence of the iPod.

I’ve tried applying the 10.2.4 Combo Update (even though I’d already updated to 10.2.4 using incremental upgrades, rumor has it that using the combo updater will fix a number of issues), completely deleting and then reinstalling iTunes, and completely resetting the iPod as outlined in Apple’s iPod troubleshooting pages. Nothing’s worked.

Luckily, my iPod is still under warranty, so I went ahead and placed a service request through Apple. I’ve never had to do this before, but I’ve read good reports on Apple’s turnaround time for service, but for the moment I’m without music when I’m not at home.

For some people, this might not be that big of a deal. For me? This bites. Hard.

Especially when some of the people at work insist on listening to “smooth jazz” — one of the few genres of music that I would gladly wipe from the face of the planet. Ugh. I want my iPod back!

Rocky Horror Muppet Show

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Frank N. Piggy? Miss Piggyfurter?

What do you get when you cross a love of the Rocky Horror Picture Show with a love of the Muppets?

Some of the most truly bizarre pictures I’ve ever seen — the Rocky Horror Muppet Show. Apparently the troupe that does this is based here in Seattle — I have got to find out when this goes on and show up!

Also, while it’s not the best (ahem…most amusing) review I’ve read on their site, the notorious ultra-conservative Christian movie review site CAP finally got around to posting their RHPS review.

Ignominy in this cult flick included homosexual song and talk, homosexual presences and practices, and vulgar behavior such as a man’s head between a man’s legs behind translucent drapes; detailed statue nudity, nudity in plain view and behind translucent drapes, intercourse behind the same; inappropriate touch (both hetero- and homosexual) and begging for it, very brief clothing, group licking/kissing; transvestism, adults in underwear, suggestive (homosexual) eye movements; vulgar positioning in very brief clothing, explicit homosexual song/dance; expressions such as “There’s no crime in giving yourself over to pleasure” speaking to trying homosexuality. Among the non-sexual ignominy were the three/four letter word vocabulary, God’s name in vain both with and without the four letter expletive, an unseen but heard pickax murder, raygun murder, cannibalist meal of Meatloaf (I wonder from where that idea came). There is more, a lot more but the point is made for the wholesome moviegoer.

(Muppet pics via BoingBoing, CAP review via The Zen Room)

tw@

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Following up (again) on the the text messaging as writing thread, the BBC has a page where they’re asking for user submissions of classic works in ‘abbreviated’ format.

Reading some of these produces an interesting dichotomy — I’m impressed by the creativity of some of these, while simultaneously cringing at what’s being done to such classic literature!

4scr + 7a ugo r 4fthrs brt 4th on this cn10nt a nu nAshn cnCvd in lbRT + ddc8d 2 th prop tht (evRE1) r crE8d =

aka: “Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.”

Amusingly, though, in the comments to the post at Green Fairy where I found this (no permalink available, unfortunately — her post was on March 3^rd^ if you want to search for it), someone suggested the abbreviation ‘tw@‘.

I like that one.

Star Trek personality test

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Wil pointed to a Star Trek Personality Test based on the Myers-Briggs system. I wasn’t sure what to expect for an answer, but apparently the author did a surprisingly good job of translating the Myers-Briggs questions to a Star Trek format, as I ended up scoring as an ISFP — the same result as when I took an online version of the actual Myers-Briggs test!

Anyway, here’s what the Star Trek test said about me…

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The Tide is Turning

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This is a song originally from Roger Waters’ album “Radio K.A.O.S.“, though I first heard it as the finale to the 1990 live performance of The Wall in Berlin. Posted here as a message of hope — something that’s all too rare these days.

I used to think the world was flat,
rarely threw my hat into the crowd,
I felt I had used up my quota of yearning.
Used to look in on the children at night
in the glow of their Donald Duck light,
and frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning.
But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning…
The tide is turning.

Satellite buzzing through the endless night,
exclusive to moonshots and world title fights.
Jesus Christ — imagine what it must be earning!
Who is the strongest? Who is the best?
Who holds the aces, the East or the West?
This is the crap our children are learning.
But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning…
The tide is turning…
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning.

Now the satellite’s confused,
‘cos on Saturday night
the airwaves were full of compassion and light,
and his silicon heart warmed
to the sight of a billion candles burning
I’m not saying that the battle is won,
but on Saturday night all those kids in the sun
wrested technology’s sword from the hand of the war lords.
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning…
The tide is turning…

The tide is turning.

ILNY, it's a gr8 plc.

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Following up on an issue from last September, a teacher in London is reported as having received an essay that they couldn’t read, because of the student’s use of text messaging acronyms.

The teenager’s essay which caused the problem began:

“My smmr hols wr CWOT. B4, we used 2go2 NY 2C my bro, his GF & thr 3 :-O kids FTF. ILNY, it’s a gr8 plc.”

In translation:

“My summer holidays were a complete waste of time. Before, we used to go to New York to see my brother, his girlfriend and their three screaming kids face to face. I love New York. It’s a great place.”

Zeno's Paradox

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Ever since I read Douglas Hofstadter’s Gödel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid, I’ve had the paradox postulated by Zeno of Elea (c. 450 B.C.) bouncing around in my head. To summarize the paradox:

Zeno’s Paradox may be rephrased as follows. Suppose I wish to cross the room. First, of course, I must cover half the distance. Then, I must cover half the remaining distance. Then, I must cover half the remaining distance. Then I must cover half the remaining distance…and so on forever. The consequence is that I can never get to the other side of the room.

What this actually does is to make all motion impossible, for before I can cover half the distance I must cover half of half the distance, and before I can do that I must cover half of half of half of the distance, and so on, so that in reality I can never move any distance at all, because doing so involves moving an infinite number of small intermediate distances first.

I knew there must be a solution, as we all do manage to move around quite handily, I just never knew what it was. Luckily enough, I managed to stumble across an explanation of the paradox and its solution today. Nifty!

(Via Jason Kottke)