Archive for July, 2010

Race at the water cooler

July 30, 2010

Volokh has a great post up on how Obama’s call for an open discussion on race in America is disingenuous.  For while Obama might say that, “We should all make more of an effort to discuss with one another, in a truthful and mature and responsible way, the divides that still exist — the discrimination that’s still out there, the prejudices that still hold us back — a discussion that needs to take place not on cable TV, not just through a bunch of academic symposia or fancy commissions or panels, not through political posturing, but around kitchen tables, and water coolers, and church basements, and in our schools, and with our kids all across the country,” an employer who allowed such discussion would be setting themselves up for trouble.

“I certainly agree that it would be good for people to discuss racial issues in a truthful, mature, and responsible way. But I’m pretty sure that discussing such issues around “water coolers” is pretty dangerous advice, at least if one really wants a discussion in which people aren’t afraid to air their views.

1. To begin with, any arguments that some might see as racist could lead to complaints and even lawsuits about a supposedly “racially hostile work environment”; and while such lawsuits are hard for plaintiffs to win, no employer wants to have to fight them, and no employee should want to have his speech be the subject of such suits.

“Well butter my biscuit”

July 30, 2010

I’ve spent the last few days playing Starcraft II and it was worth every nostalgia-driven penny I spent.  For those unfamiliar with the original, it was the greatest real-time strategy (RTS) game of all time.  The balance between the three races was amazing, given how different each was.  The normal way of balancing a RTS is to have very similar units for each side (i.e. each side gets a catapult with a long ranged attack, but they have different names).  There are some differences, of course, but they’re kept fairly minimal.  In Starcraft, everything was different between the races without giving undue advantage to any.  It remained a great game for over a decade, a remarkable feat in a market that invests so much in technological advances.

The long-awaited sequel lives up to the standard of its predecessor.  The graphics are of course much better, but that’s just a formality.  The single-player campaign is even better, as the designers did a remarkable job of creating various mission types.  In very few could you sit back and build up overwhelming force before sallying forth.  Instead you were often in missions where you were running about intercepting trains, collecting resource nodes before they were permanently disabled by the opposition, and the like.  The multiplayer also seems very good, with the races still well balanced, despite the changes made to units and gameplay.

So yeah, go buy it.

“I wear a fez now; fezes are cool”

July 27, 2010

Dr. Who is off the air until Christmas, leaving those of your who don’t watch it plenty of time to get caught up.  Here’s some quick observations.

1.  Bow ties are cool, but I think Amy and River might have been right to dispose of the fez.

2.  Matt Smith is a good Doctor.  Time will tell whether he rises to the greatness of Tom Baker or David Tennant, but he’s not a disappointment.

3.  I like that not everything was neatly tied up at the end of this season.  River and the Daleks are still out there, as is whoever was manipulating the Tardis.  Loose ends are good.

Don’t let your children grow up to be lawyers

July 23, 2010

For one thing, they probably won’t make much money.  Here’s another article on the dirty truth of the legal pay structure.

A lot of wanna-be lawyers claim that they don’t even want to make $160K. Fine. But understand the curve. If you don’t make $160K, it’s not likely that you’ll make just a little bit less — say, $120K. It’s not likely that you’ll make the average; it’s not even likely that you’ll make the median. If you don’t win the $160K lottery, chances are you’ll be clumped into the left-hand side of the curve, earning somewhere between $30,000 and $60,000 a year. That’s the kind of pay that a lot of people can get without three years of post-graduate education and six figures of debt.

The top (and in this economy, lucky) law school grads make a good salary, though they have to work long hours for it.  The rest find themselves in heavy debt without much in the way of extra income for it.  Unlike the medical establishment, lawyers have done a terrible job looking after there own.  They have the professional schooling and the entrance exam, but they neglected quality control and supply control.  Doctors who finish med school, residency and their exams are all but guaranteed work that pays fairly well.  Not so with lawyers.

“Class-A Otherification”

July 21, 2010

In this post,  “You know, for the left’s constant blather about “The Other” (an idea with merit, I think), they sure the hell are oblivious to their constant Otherizing of others, aren’t they? You’d think that people who never shut the fuck up about Otherizing the Otherish Others would once in a while realize, “Hey, you know what? I think I’m indulging in a little Class-A Otherification here myself.”"

Amen.  Regarding the JournoList e-mails that prompt his post, the most interesting thing about them is not that they lean left.  Many members were acknowledged as liberal commentators and activists, and it’s not surprise that many of the ostensibly “objective” reporters are in fact very liberal.  The most pertinent observation is that within the privacy of a few hundred member listserve, they’re as nasty, ignorant, vicious and close-minded as any anonymous internet comment troll.  The story is not that they’re leftists, we knew that already, it’s that they’re as bratty and petty as any Youtube comment-dropper.

An interesting convergence

July 19, 2010

It may be a statistical blip, but there were a lot of stories and columns these past few days addressing the question of the new ruling class in America.

First, there’s John Derbyshire on the rise of the “labor-virgins” “What seems to be going on here is a war against the notion that any American citizen should do any kind of non-academic work before the age of 25 — before, that is, a college degree and a couple of years of law school have been completed….I have noticed that if, among 30-something colleagues, I mention one of my own school or college summer jobs — factory or construction work, dishwashing, retail sales, bartending — my colleagues will look amused, and a bit baffled. How come a guy as well-educated as Derb was shoveling concrete? Boy, he’s a real eccentric! No, I’m not. Those experiences were perfectly normal for a person of my generation. They’re just not normal any more, not for children of the American middle and upper classes.”

Next there is Ross Douthat on the discrimination elite colleges employ against working class whites, especially those from rural “red” parts of the country.  “For minority applicants, the lower a family’s socioeconomic position, the more likely the student was to be admitted. For whites, though, it was the reverse. An upper-middle-class white applicant was three times more likely to be admitted than a lower-class white with similar qualifications…while most extracurricular activities increase your odds of admission to an elite school, holding a leadership role or winning awards in organizations like high school R.O.T.C., 4-H clubs and Future Farmers of America actually works against your chances…The most underrepresented groups on elite campuses often aren’t racial minorities; they’re working-class whites (and white Christians in particular) from conservative states and regions. Inevitably, the same underrepresentation persists in the elite professional ranks these campuses feed into: in law and philanthropy, finance and academia, the media and the arts.”

Then there is Victor Davis Hanson trying to define some aspects of the cultural elite, with this telling comment on race, “On matters racial, it gets complicated since advocacy is one thing, living another. The cultural elite use “pull” to get their kids into college, money to live in a “good” neighborhood, and “networking” to marry and “place” like others from a good background. All that remains unspoken and rarely articulated. Why so? Because otherwise the logical ramifications of such a liberal belief system would be to live in the San Jose or Fresno mixed suburbs, to have their children school with the “other” at Cal State Stanislaus or Indiana State, and to marry their children to Rick Lopez or Tyrone Hiller to encourage “diversity.”

Finally, here’s a Politico poll showing some of the gaps between the elites in DC and the rest of the nation.

The overall picture is not new.  Christopher Lasch’s The Revolt of the Elites was published 14 years ago, and various folks on the Right have been complaining about elites for longer than that.  But the pattern seems to be becoming clearer.  The Left has become an alliance between the educated professional/managerial class and racial minorities, and it is increasingly comfortable acknowledging that.  The old working class unions in private industry are dying, the real union pull in the Democratic party is found in the public sector unions.  And while most public sector union members aren’t really members of the elite or ruling class, they tend to be hangers-on and camp followers.  Besides their obvious self-interest in big government, their aspirations and lifestyles are modeled on the elite.  Likewise, there are what could be called the support staff: artists of various flavors, owners of trendy shops, members of the mid-level news media–people who depend on or are aspiring to elite status.

Money matters, of course, but it matters less than other lifestyle indicators, for example, buying organic food.  Even more it’s based on a shared disdain for Middle America, something that Middle America has been discovering.

Interestingly, this elite class lacks many of the distinctions that might have formerly distinguished elites.  For instance, very few lawyers graduating from top schools know anything of philosophy, history, literature or art beyond the smattering needed for idle chit-chat at social gatherings.  Far more important than true culture is proper moral posturing.  For example, support gay marriage and you’re enlightened, oppose it and you’re a bigoted boob–that the person supporting it might be a philosophical philistine and the person opposing highly educated in philosophy matters not.

What will become of this?  I’m not certain, but I think that there is more realization of the divide that has developed, and I think that Middle America might be angry enough to do something about it.  Unfortunately, all to often the proposed solution is to simply give more power to those causing the problems.  Education won’t be fixed by federalizing it, but most suggestions involve more money, administration, and central power.

A couple links

July 16, 2010

First, from our neighbor to the North, “Putting a Calgary mom who strangled her promiscuous 14-year-old daughter in jail would smack of vengeance, a judge said Thursday, in handing her probation instead.  Justice Sal LoVecchio placed Aset Magomadova on probation for three years ruling the time behind bars sought by the prosecution wasn’t needed.”

Then, a rambling but still somewhat interesting article on the political or ruling class.

The losing side

July 16, 2010

One of the struggles in my life has been accepting that I’m on the losing side, and there’s little I can do about it.  When I was younger I tended to act on the implicit assumption that if only I argued more clearly, wrote more eloquently, reasoned more impeccably, I could change people’s minds.  People didn’t believe the truth because they hadn’t been told or had it explained properly.

Eventually I realized that it wasn’t so easy.  People didn’t believe truth because they didn’t want to.  For instance, they favored legal abortion because it enabled their lifestyle; debate with them was a merry-go-round, get them to back off of one argument and they’d be back to it twenty minutes later.

This realization came slowly, but it was quite depressing when I realized that all my efforts were almost certainly futile.  My civilization seemed to be declining, and nothing I might do could stop it.  I was on the losing side.  And I found peace there, for, in the words of T. S. Eliot, “ours is but the trying, the rest is not our business.”  I’d make a very bad savior of civilization.  I can argue, but I’m irritable, and arrogant, and well, as Captain Malcolm Reynolds said of sins, I’m a fan of all seven.  Fortunately, it’s not up to me to save civilization.  It’s not even up to those meeker souls who are better at moving hearts than my arguments could ever be.  It’s up to grace.

It’s always up to grace.  We’re always on the losing side, because we can’t know when God will bestow a special grace upon our efforts and enable us to see success.  Yet we are graced even in defeat, for we rise again.

Church music

July 12, 2010

A few days ago my friend Mr. J.C. Sanders posted on church music, a subject to which I will now add my own two coppers.

First, I’m leaving the Christian music industry out of this as that’s a rant for another day (or possibly week, as I could run on a bit).

Church music can be either blessing or bane.  With eloquent lyrics, skillful composition and proper execution it is a wonderful way to worship God.  However, with banal (sometimes even heretical) lyrics, clunky composition or wretched execution it can be a distraction or spiritually misleading.  If you’re thinking about the singer missing every third note, or the boring and predictable rhymes used by the lyricist, or the doctrinal unsoundness of the song you aren’t thinking about God.  Worse still, you might be blithely singing along with self-centered lyrics that flatter the singer.

Unfortunately, of the thousands of worship songs and hymns many are rubbish.  However, there are enough excellent songs that there is little excuse for selecting the poor ones.  Surely someone can be found in each congregation with some taste.  Many worship leaders are paid (which is not unreasonable when it is a full or part-time job for many of them), surely they ought then to have some skill at what they do.  Large churches with ample resources have no excuse for terrible music.  The usual cause is that the music has become someone’s personal fiefdom, and no one has the guts to challenge their mishandling of it.

Smaller churches should be considered with a bit more leniency regarding their musical selections, but they too ought to be able to choose good songs.  Worship may be simple without being simplistic.  There are plenty of good songs that can be led well by a singer accompanied only by a guitar or a piano.  I would offer the late Keith Green’s There is a Redeemer as a good example.  It isn’t complicated lyrically or musically, but it is nonetheless a very worshipful song.  It has sound lyrics focused on God and a simple but moving melody.

Much more charity should be extended with regard to execution, especially in smaller churches.  An off-key choir and clumsy piano playing is understandable in a small parish that can only muster a few aging volunteers, and consequently is much less of a distraction and annoyance than off-key and off-beat singing in a parish of thousands.  Get the best you reasonably can.  Sing to the Lord with all your heart, but let the folks with better vocal cords get the mic.

The obligatory finals post

July 12, 2010

Before returning to irascible political and religious/philosophical commentary, here are some thoughts on the World Cup final.

1.  I went into the game cheering for the Dutch, by the end I was just cheering for a goal to keep it from a penalty shoot-out, now I’m glad Spain won.

2.  The Dutch tactics were ugly.  Playing a physical style to throw an opponent off their game is one thing, reckless and brutal play is another.

3.  The postgame complaints from the Dutch about the officiating have really pissed me off.  For every call that went against them there were many more that helped them (i.e. only a yellow on the already infamous flying ninja kick to the chest–probably the most dangerous play I’ve ever seen in the Cup).  Quit whining about the ref and find a striker who can beat the keeper on breakaways.

4.  Diego Forlan of Uruguay gets my vote for player of the tournament.


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