Thursday, March 31, 2005
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
On Pain and Death
So coming upon the following quote makes me feel that I can actually improve as a writer, despite all the edits on the latest draft of an article:
There have now been many studies of elite performers -- concert violinists, chess grand masters, professional ice-skaters, mathematicians, and so forth -- and the biggest difference researchers find between them and lesser performers is the amount of deliberate practice they've accumulated. Indeed, the most important talent may be the talent for practice itself. K. Anders Ericsson, a cognitive psychologist and an expert on performance, notes that the most important role that innate factors play may be in a person's willingness to engage in sustained training. He has found, for example, that top performers dislike practicing just as much as others do. (That's why, for example, athletes and musicians usually quit practicing when they retire.) But, more than others, they have the will to keep at it anyway.In addition to writing for the New Yorker, Gawande has a book out called Complications: A Surgeon's Notes on an Imperfect Science. I haven't read it yet, but from what I've read in the New Yorker, Gawande is an excellent writer. He really makes the field of medicine accessible to lay readers.
--Atul Gawande, "The Learning Curve," The New Yorker, Jan. 28, 2002
[Later in the day]
Was listening to the Brian Lehrer Show today and heard the tail end of a discussion on "whether doctors work for profit or for the benefit of their patients." Apparently an article by Gawande in this week's New Yorker prompted the discussion. So that might be worth checking out.
And then on the Leonard Lopate Show, Garret Keizer spoke about issues surrounding the Terri Schiavo case. He made really good points, which I'll try to post here later. But Keizer's article, "Life Everlasting," published in the Feb. 2005 issue of Harper's magazine, can be read here. In the article, he makes such points as the following:
The article is long, but I would suggest at least listening to Keizer's interview on the Leonard Lopate Show here.
As for Terri Schiavo case, I find it difficult to make a judgment. I sympathize with her parents, but I also sympathize with her husband. And as Keizer wrote, I believe some people demonize Schiavo's husband, trying to cast the situation as simply a case of devoted parents vs. disloyal husband.
[Even later in the day]
More food for thought: an article on Slate titled "Deathbed Conversion: The Lesson of Tom DeLay's Mortal Hypocrisy," about how DeLay (and his family) chose to let his father die after he suffered brain damage and went into a coma.
Monday, March 28, 2005
Women in Media Pt. 2
The book is reviewed in the Columbia Journalism Review. At the end of her article, reviewer Julia M. Klein asks, "Which brings us to one final, important matter: Why is it that just three of the nineteen writers in this book -- [Adrian Nicole] LeBlanc, Susan Orlean, and Jane Kramer -- are women? ... Is the culprit rank sexism? Male editors hiring their male buddies? Or else the magazine’s preference for subjects such as war and politics that draw more male writers? Do women writers, facing rejection, discourage more easily? (I’ve heard that thesis proposed.) Or, as devoted mothers and daughters and wives, are they simply unavailable to devote the months and years of zealous, almost superhuman effort required by immersion journalism? There is surely no single, and no easy, answer. But it would have been nice if Boynton, in this otherwise probing book, had thought to raise the question." You can read the entire article here.
I'd forgotten to mention something that some of my female classmates said about LeBlanc, whom I wrote about in an earlier post after she came to speak to my class. Basically, they thought it was pretty incredible that LeBlanc did what she did, spent 10 or so years with this family so she could write about them for her book. My classmates thought that would not have been possible if LeBlanc had been married (I believe LeBlanc said she had a boyfriend though) or children.
I guess with any art or passion, journalism can take over one's life. With immersion reporting, one can't work a 9 to 5 shift and then go home at the end of the day. The reporting is constant: the journalist has to experience life as his or her interviewee experiences it. (I couldn't help but think of the movie Almost Famous while LeBlanc was talking about how she'd spend inordinate amounts of time with her subjects.)
Anyway, I don't think women have reached the point where it's socially acceptable for them to pursue their craft while the children are at home with just their father. There's still this expectation that a woman's love for her children must trump everything else. I'm sure some women would rather be with their children than do anything else. But I suspect there are other women who, while they love their children, would rather be out doing their own thing and pursuing their own interests.
Saturday, March 26, 2005
The Psychology of Space
I've been thinking about space a lot and how I seem to write better in some than in others. I'm sure some people would argue that it's all about discipline, that a good writer can write anywhere. But as for finding inspiration or being able to feel more motivated than usual, I'm a writer along Moline's lines. I find it almost impossible to concentrate on work at home. Part of it is that I don't have a good work space, only a small, short desk that can accommodate at most my laptop and a single pen. The TV's blank eye always stares at me. I'm also sort of a neat freak, so I'll find any excuse to sweep, mop, and dust before I have to sit down to work. I've also realized that having high-speed Internet access at home is a mixed blessing.
Thursday, March 24, 2005
"I am Aslan, and I'm a symbol for God!"
I still remember that's what one of the troupe members said at a performance of Improv Olympics. Over Spring Break, I had the chance to reread some of the Chronicles of Narnia, by C.S. Lewis. I first read the books when I was young and in love with fantasy, before I knew that Aslan the lion was a symbol for God. This time around, I was able to catch some of Lewis's allusions. (And would I be correct in saying that Aslan is actually a symbol for Christ? I don't know enough about Christianity to say for certain.) From the way Aslan willingly gave himself up to be killed in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (as in the Crucifixion), to the way he allowed only the good creatures to enter the real Narnia before the old one was destroyed in The Last Battle (as in the Apocalypse), I appreciated what Lewis had accomplished because I had a deeper understanding of his stories.
Adrian Nicole LeBlanc, author of Random Family: Love, Drugs, Trouble, and Coming of Age in the Bronx, spoke in my long-form nonfiction class last night. I haven't read Random Family yet but have read her piece, "Falling," about the boy who was dropped out of an upper-story window at a Chicago public housing complex.
LeBlanc spent 10 years writing Random Family, supporting herself by borrowing money and basically going into debt. She originally conceived of the book as being a profile of a drug dealer and his empire, and she got an advance from a publisher for that book idea. But she decided to shift the book's focus to some other characters, and several publishers rejected that. Now that the book's been published (by Scribner), it's received a lot of praise and won rewards.
"Really trust what interests you," she said.
It was also nice to hear from someone who has written about topics that are not mainstream. For once, someone was not telling us budding journalists that we had to choose timely topics of interest to a specific audience. By following her instincts as to what would make a good story, LeBlanc was able to, as my teacher Ron Rosenbaum put it, set the peg for what the media would cover.
The class also asked her about the danger of over-reporting. LeBlanc made this comment: "When I sense the possibility of all these disparate things that I've been carrying around ... it [writing] becomes a pleasure." It was nice to know that an established writer could still feel reluctance about starting to write! (That's what I'm experiencing right now as I struggle with two papers I have to write for this class.)
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Stock People and the Fastest Way from A to B
Noticed this picture in an online ad for a dating service. Too bad for those interested because I could have sworn I saw "Heather" shilling for GoDaddy on the company's Web site a few months ago.
[Later in the day]
Another Reason Why I Hate the MTA
I've always loved the Travel Information Center, which will give you the fastest route or the route with the least number of connections when using public transportation in the Chicago area. The center's database includes information not only for the CTA but for Metra and Pace, which are operated separately.
However, there is no such online system for public transportation in New York City. If I want to get from point A to point B, I have to refer to the paper subway map and a separate paper bus map. The online maps are useless, at least at home, because the PDF files are so large and noticeably slow down my computer. And then I have no way of knowing which route would be fastest. A route might look fast, but if I've never been to a section of the city, I won't know what the traffic situation is like there.
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
The Fate of WHFS
Tuned into 99.1 in the car yesterday and was surprised to hear Spanish music. Later a friend informed me that the conversion had happened awhile ago, back in January, something about how alternative music was no longer profitable. The Washington Post covered it in an article here. Marc Fisher, Washington Post Metro Columnist, also wrote about it in an article titled "In a Way, WHFS Was Already Gone."
"What's going to happen to the HFStival?" I asked my friend. I still remember going, the day after senior prom, just a few days before graduation from high school. It was the first time I'd gone to an arena-size concert, and I still marvel that I heard some of the acts that I did. [Okay, this is where I would have named some of the bands that I saw, but I can't seem to find a lineup online, and the only band I remember seeing, without a doubt, was Goldfinger because its single was on rotation on WHFS at the time of the festival. Apparently No Doubt also performed at HFStival in '96 (according to a photo I found online), maybe Primus? maybe the Smashing Pumpkins? maybe Cypress Hill?]
Anyway, even back then, when alternative seemed to be at its height, I sensed that WHFS wasn't where it was at. I knew, even without being really familiar with the music, that DC101 was the station that played "authentic" rock, like Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin, stuff that was too "hard" (and out of date) for WHFS and many of the other stations people my age were listening to. Maybe it shouldn't be suprising then that WHFS ultimately crashed, not just because of the music but also because the station was too attuned to what was popular at the time and not what was enduring.
Saturday, March 12, 2005
Superpowers for the Contemporary Citizen
Friday, March 11, 2005
Tavis Smiley Show No Longer on NPR
Thursday, March 10, 2005
Women in Media
Newkirk spoke of how there are so few minorities in the newsroom. Even when there are minorities, the pressure to conform may be so great that it makes little difference.
It's depressing to think of how much power editors have, or ultimately, how much power advertisers have. It's depressing to think of how writers have to be careful about which battles they choose because they fear for their jobs.
For example, Newkirk said that the portrayal of women in the media is still disdainful, even though there are greater numbers of women in the newsroom. Even if writers don't want to write about J.Lo's butt (or Hilary Clinton's haircut), they feel pressured to do so just so their story gets better placement. Unfortunately, gossip sells. I think it's mostly detrimental to women, and it puts writers in the position of having to perpetuate the stink that they complain about.
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
The Nature of Pain
Pain is a strange thing. I never used to take OTC drugs for anything, not even for the migraines that would completely incapacitate me as a kid. When I go online and read these health sites though, they always reassure us that we don't have to live with pain, that there is medication for (almost) everything. It worries me that we should treat the symptoms and not the causes. Some sites do say that regular exercise and a healthy diet will prevent many ailments, but how many people actually follow those guidelines?
I was really taken with two quotes from Pope John Paul II that appeared in a recent issue of Newsweek: "The pope must suffer so that every family and the world should see that there is, I would say, a higher gospel: the gospel of suffering ..." and "Suffering seems to belong to man's transcendence. It is one of those points in which man is in a certain sense 'destined' to go beyond himself." Although I do not consider myself particularly religious, I still admire the way the pope has handled his pain.
Monday, March 07, 2005
Women in Iraq
Friday, March 04, 2005
Some Recommendations
I also have to plug two DVDs that came out recently: Nausicaa and Porco Rosso, both by the Japanese director Hayao Miyazaki and released in the United States by Disney. Most Americans might know Miyazaki from his films Spirited Away (currently at number 11 on Metacritic.com's DVD/video list!) and Princess Mononoke.
Nausicaa originally came out in 1984 and Porco Rosso followed in 1992. I was lucky enough to have seen both as fan translations several years ago. Both movies have the reassuring optimism and beautiful colors characteristic of Miyazaki's other films. I particularly like Nausicaa because of its young female protagonist. I think stories rarely feature young girls as heroes, at least not without lots of male support, and the fact that this story is by a man makes it all the more remarkable to me. I highly recommend both movies and for the love of God, watch the subtitled versions because I have never found the English voices in the dubbed versions to be as good as the original Japanese voices.
Cliches
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Revolution in Lebanon
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
The Right to Remain Private
If you really want to be freaked out, read Adam Peneberg's "The End of Privacy" (written for Forbes back in 1999! but still relevant today) located on his Web site here.
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
When the Grass Seems Greener
[An hour later...] There was an article in the New York Times this past Sunday titled "Six Figures? Not Enough!", about how people used to aim for a yearly salary of $100,000. Nowadays, however, some people find that $100,000 just doesn't have the cache that it used too. More people are earning $100,000 per year and it doesn't support the lifestyle that they want. Economist Robert H. Frank is cited in the article as saying, "A lot of people think this is about spoiled people who can't keep up with the Joneses, but it's really deeper than that. There's a consumption standard that every group has. If you ask, 'How am I doing?,' it's always, 'Compared to what?' And people hardly ever look down." I wonder though if for many people, they will never feel that they have enough.
I'm thinking here about a term that I learned in college, "anomic suicide," from the book Suicide by Emile Durkheim. According to Encyclopedia Britannica, anomic--in the social sciences--means "a condition of social instability or personal unrest resulting from a breakdown of standards and values or from a lack of purpose or ideals."
The way I understood it, people who committed suicide due to anomie did so because they did not think they could ever be happy. For example, and this is my own example so I might be wrong, homeless people might think they'd achieve happiness if only they had an apartment. For someone living in an apartment, owning a home would mean happiness. Someone with a one-story house might want a two-story house. Someone with a two-story house might want a mansion. Someone with a mansion might think happiness would come with having that second home in Aspen. Etc. In this way, a person might never be happy because there's always something else to want, just out of reach. But the fact is that one cannot have everything.
Back to my point, I envy dogs because they're happy just being who they are and being in their pack. They might "have" toys or fluffy beds, but they're not devastated (as far as I know) if they lose something. I wish I could also be happy if I was stripped of everything that I own.