Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Cheapness can be value-less. Forced simplicity is boring.

For a long time now I've been wanting to write a big long article about how I felt about "living green", possessions and how we interact with things in our space and time.

Imagine my great relief to find that someone else had already written down everything that was in my head, but HE spell checked it! You know, with grammar and stuff.

I wanted to take bits and pieces of it and put it here, but once I'd picked out all the good parts it ended up being nearly the entire article. (they were my thoughts after all). So instead I'll link it here. I really hope you'll take a few minutes to read it. It's quality stuff from the founder of the Viridian design movement, Bruce Sterling.

Just a few things I want to touch on though. He mentions something that over the last few years has been bothering me more and more. As Americans have many possessions, most of it junk. I don't mean junk in the literal sense, it serves some purpose, but it is not lovely, does not inspire, and basically is worth only the dollar amount that it would cost to replace it with an equivalent product.

For example: I own a digital camera. It takes good pictures, but the design is boring, looking at it doesn't make me want to take pictures. Nobody else would look at it and feel inspired. If it broke and was insured I'd only be upset at not having it until I could get it replaced. See what I mean?

I don't remember exactly when I noticed this, must have been 6 or more years ago, but it came about at the time "antiques roadshow" was at the top of it's popularity. My father had asked me why I thought this was suddenly so popular with the average man.

I remember saying "Look at your house and the house of most of the people you know. If your fully insured house burned down what would you miss?

"Some pictures.", he replied.

"Anything else?" I asked. He had to confess that there really wasn't anything else he would miss, as long as he would be paid to replace it.

And that's exactly why there's been so much renewed interest in Antiques. I think that people realize that in the end all the plastic and aluminum that they have is basically worthless outside of immediate function. People want something to be proud of, something that doesn't need upgrades to stay relevant. Something that in seeing it, holding it, showing it to others makes them feel something.

The problem with that is that making something beautiful and unique takes time and effort. One hand made rocking chair with hand carvings will cost you what 6 generic rocking chairs will cost you at Walmart. I agree with this author, don't economize! Prioritize.

His example: You can't spend too much on a bed (I disagree, you can, but only by being silly about it). You spend 1/3rd of your life there! I myself spent years sleeping on a bed that made my back hurt. Pain every night all night and most of the day after, and all because I didn't want to buy a new mattress because mine "works perfectly well! Insanity! I finally bought one and it literally made my LIFE better.

I've been thinking about this more as Christmas nears. I don't want to give out any more plastic gifts! Of course I will, because tech is fun, and sometimes that's OK. But I'm thinking more and more about gifts that can mean something. I'm the classic problem though, would love handmade awesome things, can't always afford them. I guess the answer maybe is to buy less things, but better things.

All that is great, but it doesn't really work all the time, Which brings me to the second thing he mentions that I want to talk about, what he calls "hairshirt environmentalism". From the article:

"Another major change came through my consumption habits. It pains me to see certain people still trying to live in hairshirt-green fashion – purportedly mindful, and thrifty and modest. I used to tolerate this eccentricity, but now that panicked bankers and venture capitalists are also trying to cling like leeches to every last shred of their wealth, I can finally see it as actively pernicious.

Hairshirt-green is the simple-minded inverse of 20th-century consumerism. Like the New Age mystic echo of Judaeo-Christianity, hairshirt-green simply changes the polarity of the dominant culture, without truly challenging it in any effective way. It doesn't do or say anything conceptually novel – nor is it practical, or a working path to a better life."


For example: I know a lot of people who like to eat locally. This is a GREAT idea. If you have wonderful, fresh and local tomatoes why on earth would you eat the mealy, pink rocks they sell at the Mega-mart? But what happens if you DON'T have local tomatoes? Should you go without tomatoes then? I know Hair-shirt Greens who would say yes. What about Pineapple? It doesn't grow very well in PA, but I sure love it. Can I buy that from a Mega-mart if I can't find it local?

Like he says, the Hair-shirt green lifestyle just isn't sustainable. You'll never convince enough people to live in a state of deprivation long enough for it to have any long term effect. I'm not saying that change is hopeless by any means. I'm just saying that I think the time for extremes is over. We must find a middle path, a compromise that will allow us to move forward, and convince others to come with us. It won't work if we go alone, or drag them kicking or marching at the end of the bleak, sharp stick of environmental disaster.

I love his article, I love his suggestions. What do you think? I have lots of diverse friends, and I'm always afraid of offending someone when I write something like this, but if you read it and feel hurt or think I'm crazy I want to hear it. The best thing about the Middle Path is it lets you listen to anyone.

~Meme

P.S. I've placed some examples of what I'm talking about below:

First, teapot #1



Teapot #2



Desk light #1



Desk light #2



Which category inspires you more? Which would you like to leave to someone special when your time is up?

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

6 things.

Now that that unpleasantness has past, I give you without further ado: 6 THINGS!

1) I have different rules for reading books and magazines. Books must always be read from front to back, no cheating by looking ahead. Magazines, on the other hand, must always be paged through from back to front. I have no idea when I started doing this and only consciously recognized it about a year ago. I think it has to do with the differences in content, and not wanting to waste my time on a magazine article unless it has a good ending. I actually read it backwards, paragraph by paragraph, and if it sucks I skip to the end of the next article.

2) Though I work with computers every day I really don't care for them much. When I first started out in the field I LOVED them. I was so into the specs and tweaking etc. After 12 years or so... not so much. I like what they can do, I'm interested in what I can do WITH computers, but computers themselves don't interest me much anymore. I don't care about the new graphics card, or the new front-side bus architecture. I used to, but after the 5th generation or so came out, it all started to feel like so much mental wankery. Not that I have a problem with other people being interested. People regularly assume I care or know about the latest trends in computers. I usually just smile.

3) Love/hate with pets. I love animals - I really do! But I'm not much for pets. There are a lot of reasons why. First is that I've already had the perfect pet, everything since then has seemed... second best. I had a dog that was just about perfect, obedient without being subservient and scared, strong, healthy, loved to play, was great with kids, calm like no other dog I ever met. Since we had to put him down I've had a few other dogs, but I never felt connected to them like I did with him. With him it was almost like being with one of my human buddies. Second reason is that I went to Uruguay. Lots of the domestic animals there had mange. Imagine a nation of naked dogs and cats. Not just fur-less, but bleeding, weeping skin. On top of that lots of them had ticks. Ticks as big as your thumb, swollen and gross. In giant clusters anywhere it was hard for the dog to reach. Fleas down there were so prevalent that I took to wearing a flea collar around my ankle, even to bed, and this despite the wide-spread rumor that they caused infertility. (side note: when I told my mom about that she said "why would you wear it then?" and I said, "Well Ma, it was infertility, not impotence." My dad laughed and laughed but mom blushed a storm) It took me about 3 years after i got back to be able to touch any adult dog or cat. Lastly, I'm allergic to cats. Touching them makes my eyes swell and skin burn.

4)I live with my married friends. It's a little strange, and I'm sure lots of people think it's dysfunctional or sad, but it seems to work for me at least. When I lost my job in Albuquerque right after my divorce and in the middle of huge infighting with my family my friends offered me a place to stay. Parents on both sides of my friend's marriage were pretty concerned for a while about what exactly was going on. I felt a little less than welcome sometimes during my first year here (in all fairness, lots of that was probably just me feeling self-conscious). In time they saw that I wasn't trying to break up any marriages and things have gotten pretty much back to normal now. I actually sleep next door in an apartment owned by them, which is the only thing keeping me from total loserdom, at least in that domain, but I spend the majority of my waking hours in the house with them.

5) I'm bi-polar to some degree or another. Probably type 2, which basically means that I get all of the depression of bi-polar, but very little of the mania. I'm on meds for it now and it's calmed immensely but I still get little ups and downs from time to time usually lasting only a few days. The mania usually manifests itself as a very upbeat and gregarious outlook on my part. I joke around, my mind feels faster and more witty. People seem to like Manic-Meme when I'm at social situations that aren't too formal. I feel good when I'm manic, but there's always an undercurrent of fear because I know that sooner or later it's going to stop and then WHAM I'm depressed for 3-7 days after. In between I can have long periods of no ups and downs.

6) I like being anonymous on the web. I don't get why anyone would want to be easily found on the internet. Myspace mystifies me. I think that part of it is not wanting old friends to look me up. I don't have any friends from before my 25th year, and I prefer to keep it that way. I parted well with all of them, but we've all moved on, aren't the same people anymore, and to try to rekindle would only be a disappointment. This place is different because I have a nom de guerre and It's not linked to my real name anywhere (please keep it that way, those who know). While other people take pride in being famous on the web I feel exactly opposite, I'm proud that I've been active online for 10 years now and my name still doesn't pop in Google anywhere.

Whew, made it. 6 things! Next installment! - Goatees: Real Ultimate Power? Why babies say YES!

Monday, November 17, 2008

To the new Govenor Boggs

When I set out to make this blog a couple of days ago I promised myself that while I would talk about my new spirituality I would only talk about my past, specifically Mormonism, when necessary as a reference point.

That resolve lasted until today when I saw this in my news reader:

http://digg.com/world_news/Mormons_Tipped_Scale_in_Ban_on_Gay_Marriage

Go ahead, I'll wait for you, it's only 2 pages.

No? OK, here is the short version. Proposition 8 in California was meant to overturn the California Supreme court ruling earlier this year that said that same sex marriages were legal. From Wikipedia:

Proposition 8 was a California State ballot proposition that amended the state Constitution to restrict the definition of marriage to a union between a man and a woman. It overrode a recent California Supreme Court decision that had recognized same-sex marriage in California as a fundamental right. The official ballot title language for Proposition 8 is "Eliminates Right of Same-Sex Couples to Marry." The entirety of the text to be added to the constitution was: "Only marriage between a man and a woman is valid or recognized in California."


Also from Wikipedia and related to that article:

"The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (Mormons) publicly supported the proposition and encouraged their membership to donate money and volunteer time. The First Presidency of the church announced its support for Proposition 8 in a letter read in every congregation. Latter-day Saints provided a significant source for financial donations in support of the proposition, both inside and outside the State of California. About 45% of out-of-state contributions to ProtectMarriage.com came from Utah, over three times more than any other state.[56]"

I can't tell you how furious this article made me. Usually my attitude towards this sort of thing is "Meh, what can you do? Ignorant people do ignorant things". That IS my attitude towards the Catholics and other groups who voted this mistake into being. The Mormons though are different.

If anyone reading this doesn't know, I was a Mormon myself for almost 28 years. I served as a missionary for them in Uruguay for a little more than 2 years. My grandparents, my parents, all my aunts and uncles and brothers and sisters are practicing Mormons. I think I can speak with some authority about the Mormon mindset.

The world at large probably doesn't understand the rank hypocrisy involved in the Mormons persecuting gays like this, but I do. In 1838 Missouri Governor Lilliburn Boggs issued the "Mormon Extermination Order" which said in part:

"...the Mormons must be treated as enemies, and must be exterminated or driven from the State if necessary for the public peace—their outrages are beyond all description."

Growing up in the Mormon church the stories of this persecution by the government are pervasive. There isn't any bitterness towards the government of the united states, but there is a clear feeling of "we were wronged, but turned the other cheek". A sort of smug superiority.

Later the Mormons were persecuted even after they had fled to the Salt Lake Valley. Abraham Lincoln himself signed into law a bill making Polygamy illegal - causing no end to trouble for the church, a small but influential portion whereof, practiced the act. Don't let your Mormon friends fool you either. It wasn't just to care for the widows of men lost along the way to Salt Lake. Brigham Young had 57 children by 16 of his wives, that doesn't happen just by taking care of someone people. There was a whole lot of boinking involved.

But wait you say, You mean to tell me that the Mormons were persecuted for "abnormal" social/sexual behavior (polygamy) and for "the common good" of the nation and yet see no problem in doing the EXAXCT SAME DAMN THING to gays or any other group who doesn't fit their idea of normal?

Yup. Exactly.

The article says that they were very careful not to let this be about them being "anti-gay" but but rather "pro family". That kind of sophistry doesn't fool Crows or Mormons. From the article above:

"To counter that, advertisements for the “Yes” campaign also used hypothetical consequences of same-sex marriage, painting the specter of churches’ losing tax exempt status or people “sued for personal beliefs” or objections to same-sex marriage, claims that were made with little explanation."

They were made with little explanation because they were weak straw men and the Mormons knew it. They know very well, just as you or I do that two gay men or women marrying won't suddenly destroy their families. They know that Gay men and women won't suddenly say "oh, I can't get married to another man/woman? I guess I'll just start a traditional family instead, silly me!"

So why DID they do it? Make no mistake. This is about them keeping someone else from being happy because they can and because they think they know what is best for every man, woman and child on the face of the earth and they will go to any length they think they can get away with to FORCE you to live the way they want you to. Mormons are scary because they believe they have a direct line to a Sky God who tells them exactly what is right and wrong, not just for them but for everyone. Other Christians believe this, but the Mormons believe it mind, heart and soul and they act on it. As shown in this case, they put their money where their mouth is.

So congratulations Mormons! You've elected yourselves the new Govenor Lilliburn Boggs! May your actions live on in the same kind of infamy his did.

And congratulations also, I didn't think it was possible for me to feel more ashamed of who I used to be but damned if you didn't find a way.

Tune in next time folks for some happier days. The 6 things meme is next, I promise.

~Meme

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Clever as Crows

After much searching and Go-Daddy delving (that website makes me feel cheap) I have obtained cleverascrows.com !

"But Meme, you handsome Scoundrel," You exclaim, "why would you do such a thing?"

Well my observant friends, there are several reasons:

1) Ever since I lost fithandfinalsun.com to some domain squatting wanker, I've been homeless on the web. (huh, I just checked it and it looks like it's open again...Of course, with the fifth and final sun so close upon us, I'd hate to pay full price for it...)

2) I've wanted a place to...journal? I'm not sure if that's the right word but it's close enough. I think as long as I don't take myself too seriously it won't be too bad.

3) Friends and family have asked me to.

A word about that last point; if you are a family member of mine and you have tracked down this blog through my moniker or other means please be aware that I intend to use this space to talk about anything I like. Odds are fair that you might run into something you would rather not. Perhaps now is a good time to look away and think only happy thoughts. No? OK, but you were warned.

Without further ado I will put on my black-feathered suit and play at being clever as a crow. More to come.

~Meme