5.31.2002

Saying It Like It Is

Very good article in the London Times, with more analysis and candidness on American policy than I've found talked about here. Mr. Maddox is right though; the Kashmir struggle, like the Intifada II, could be a huge monkey wrench in the American foreign policy machine. Personally, I hope we don't take sides too strongly, but if we do, I hope we take sides with India. We need Russia and India - who love each other dearly - much more than we need Pakistan, which is hated by both. At this point Afghanistan is just a big public relations thing for the U.S., not a legitimate national interest. We made our point: anybody who attacks the U.S. is likely to get taken off the map; and now we just need to extricate ourselves in a way that doesn't leave a scar. However Afghanistan ends up a few years down the road, it's going to reflect on the U.S. Frankly, our odds of a PR payoff there are slim.

This Wasn't My Idea

And it wasn't the Queen's idea either. A massive rock 'n' roll concert to celebrate Queen Elizabeth's 50th year as monarch? Maybe the royal family is trying to seem "with it", but to me this just makes them seem very "without it". They don't need pop culture, they need personality, within the gravitas of royalty, imho.

WorldRPS.com

The World Rock, Paper, Scissors Society. Quite the highbrow sport. Via Davezilla.

Search and Destroy

This regular feature is back with a new entry... IR is proud to announce that it is Google's #3 result for pictures of people being hit by the discus. Uh-huh.

France Stunned

The French and Senegalese opened the World Cup a few hours ago. The Senegalese closed down the French, 1-0, in a major upset. Personally, I'd be thrilled if the frogs were eliminated in the first round. I'm no world football expert, so I won't pretend to be, but I love the World Cup nonetheless, and it's great to see it begin on an intense note. France, of course, is going to scramble. I've been told that the French blame their black players when the team loses any game, let alone a game to a former colony. This could be interesting.

5.30.2002

Sox Stats Update

Call me a number-cruncher, but I love team statistics as a measure of how competitive a team is.

After 50 games (31% of the season) the Sox still lead in team batting average, at .290, which is 8 points ahead of the hated Yankees. More importantly, we have the best record in baseball at 35-15. Other notable stats include: 3rd in striking out, with just 262, or 5.24 K/game. The Yanks are dead last, with 421, or 7.8 K/game. The Sox are tied for second in doubles (105), 5th in home runs, second (to the Yanks) in runs per game, slugging percentage, OPS, and total bases per game. We're tied for seventh in stolen bases, with a respectable 30. Only three teams with winning records have more steals, and only the leader (Seattle) has twice as many as us. Last year at this time, probably everybody but Oakland could double or triple the Sox steal totals. Our pitching is good too - and the Yanks are again second to us in the harbinger stat, this time ERA. We also lead both leagues in Shutouts with 7, as well as in Saves (21) and Save opportunities (25). We're last in home runs allowed, but first in hit batsmen. We're also last in walks allowed, hits allowed, and total bases allowed. We're second to the Yanks in W+H/IP and opponents OBP.

If Major League Baseball were a rotisserie league, where would the Sox lie? I'll work it like my own fantasy team in a league where points are awarded for R, HR, RBI, SB, OPS, W, SV, K, ERA, and WHIP. The #1 team gets 14 points in the AL, and so on. I'm correcting for games played in all categories where it's necessary.
StatSOXYANKS
R1314
HR1014
RBI1314
SB7.56
OPS1314
W1413
SV1413
K1314
ERA1413
WHIP1314
Total:124.5129
The Yanks are clearly the first-place team in this rotisserie league, with the Sox a close second. What's really amazing though is that out of these 10 vital stats, the Sox and Yanks share first and second place in all but two categories, one of which is the SB category, which is notorious in Yahoo sports for being highly overrated and designed to give lousy teams a chance. Anyway this weekendthe Sox are invadin' the Bronx, and it's gonna be good times, baby!

Husky Central

Finally, what you've been waiting for all your life: an online photo album that's All Northeastern, All The Time! Check out shots from NU venues as diverse as Cairo, Mt. Monadnock, and Mission Hill.

Brothers Only

OK, I can understand why the black community on campus likes having the African-American Institute, which is a small building that has study rooms, offices, meeting places, etc, devoted to black students and staff. However, when you have an outdoor barbeque in Centennial Commons, it's generally understood to be an open event: everybody going to class on that side of Campus or going to West Village has to walk right through it. If you want a private barbeque, there are plenty of more secluded locations on campus. And when you are a racially-defined group, it doesn't come off well to exclude non-members.

Just imagine if there was a white-student-organizations-only barbeque out on Centennial; that might spark riots! And while I'm not bitter, and I don't think it's a big deal, it's really bad for your image when you "filter out" all the non-blacks.

5.29.2002

Engaged!

The first Furth of my generation to be engaged has been, as of yesterday. Her fiancee probably doesn't know this, but I was her first choice. When we were like 5 years old, I was staying at her house down in Maryland, and she said "When we get older, I dare you to marry me!" With a tone of superiority mixed with disgust, I told her that cousins couldn't get married. Actually, it's legal in 48 states or something, including Massachusetts (but not N.H.), but that ain't happenin', sorry. Humor aside, it's a little disconcerting that a cousin about a month younger than me is getting married next summer. I'll have to move fast here...

Moved

We moved today. It was quite a workout - carrying heavy things out of the house from 6:45 to 2:00. Now our house is completely bare, and cleaner than it's ever been. Now I'm homeless. It's not as big a deal as it sounds, but it's slowly sinking in. What I feel now is completely exhausted; after all that work, I rode into school in heavy humidity against a light headwind. Now I'm being asked to play frisbee in half an hour... tempting, to say the least. Really, I should get work done, but for work there's always tomorrow. And I really don't feel up to Iraqi resistance movements right now.

5.28.2002

Green Ribbon

I noticed that the mute troubadour had a green ribbon on his site. Apparently, it's a Zondervan Publishing House campaign to promote responsibility in free speech. I have to wonder: what's in it for them? I also have to wonder: what real steps are they taking? Oh well, it's a nice thought and a tasteful button:

5.26.2002

All Alone

Beginning to feel a little lonely here in Milton with my family... and there's still another day left in the long weekend. Not that I'm complaining about having the holiday, but at this point there's no schoolwork I can do here, and really there isn't much overall: really the only thing left is this 8-10 page paper, which principally involves setting out some straightforward prose using an outline the professor mostly gave me herself. She's a good prof (Haleem), but she likes boring, correct papers, not adventurous, interesting ones. So I'll churn out a boring, correct paper, just like I did for the midterm. And then I'll scramble because I'll be writing 2 papers for the same class in one week because she's going to hand out the take-home final assignment on Tuesday. Maybe I really should spend Monday at school, and skip my brother's Little League parents-kids game.

Photos

I've never been inside the new house, but the outside is incredible, and the location is perfect: in the heart of Brookline, two blocks outside of Coolidge Corner, far enough from Beacon Street to be quiet, but close enough to be a 3-minute walk to library, post office, shops, and train. And my father took some digital photos of the interior of the house, which I'm posting online for all to see.

Closing Time

We're closing on our house in four days. I've lived here for 15 years. And while not having a house for 2 months is causing some headaches, I'm really not sad or anything. I dunno, maybe I'll get a little emotional when it's actually time to leave. I've had 5 different bedrooms in this house. Since I was 12 I've been shuttling back and forth between the two basement bedrooms; right now I'm in the bigger of the two, which is really an awesome room: my own bathroom, thermostat, and door to the house. The freedom that comes with that arrangement will be missed: I'll be rooming with my brother for the first time since 1995. Even when we lived in Holland, in a townhouse smaller than either this house or the Brookline condo, I had my own room. I'm not trying to be selfish, and I wouldn't mind having a college roommate, but sharing a room with a hyperactive 10-year-old could be difficult. Anyway, I don't really move in there until next March, and I may move on campus or into an apartment.

Today Mom packed up all the dishes and stuff like that, I packed up my room, vacuumed, Dad took metal trash to the transfer station, Barnabas sorted out all the remaining outdoor toys, selecting a few to keep out for the summer. The living room, front hall, and extra basement bedroom are all packed with boxes, each meticulously labeled for its content and destination in the new house. It's amazing how much stuff you can need.

My grandfather had a "major heart attack" today. Thank God my aunt and her family were up visiting him; he's still in denial, and thinks it might be the flu! Apparently he's healthy and strong enough that even though his heart was/is in serious danger of being damaged, he's not laid out by it. Odd, if you ask me, but it's really not cool, and my Mom is worried, and going to go to Portland tomorrow or Monday. He's still up in Calais right now, actually, along with the rest of his children, who drove up there from their (mostly) Portland homes today. The Calais hospital (40 minutes from my grandfather's place) really isn't much to speak of, and he's going to be ambulanced down to Portland tomorrow if he's still stable. My prayer is that he accepts the Lord - he's never shown any interest in the non-worldly, and the only One who could ever reach him Is.

5.25.2002

And It Was Over

I said, "Do we need to finish our conversation from the other day?"
She said, "I don't know? Is there anything more to say."
I said, "I don't have anything to say, do you?"
She said, "Neither do I."
I changed the subject. And it was over. Pathetic, huh?

"I Believe"

"I believe in God. I don't believe in curses.'' - Pedro Martinez, answering questions on the Curse of the Bambino.

However, if he wanted to, he'd have good reason to believe in the Curse: after beating the Yankees in The House That Ruth Built last May 29th, he dissed the Babe, saying if they brought him out of the grave that he would drill the Yankee slugger in the posterior. Needless to say, the Babe didn't like that, and Pedro fell apart for the rest of the year, not earning another win until this April. This year Petey has tread much more softly: ''I'm sure Babe Ruth was one of the greatest men in the community. I don't think he would curse anybody. I don't get into all that. Maybe the Bambino was looking out for me today... you believe that?''

Now, for a guy who protests that he doesn't believe in curses, this episode should be telling:
It was pointed out that he already had matched his season victory total from last year with more than four months left. The mere mention of this milestone caused him to grab his head, moan, ''Don't say that; oh, my God,'' and knock on a wooden wall.

Props

to ArabNews for publishing an article on anti-occupation American Jewish organizations. It's vital that Jews be portrayed as diverse and human in insulated Arab countries, and vice versa.

5.24.2002

6:20

I set my alarm clock for 8:00. That was at 2:00am last night, when I turned in after watching Chicken Run (amusing but dumb, C-) over at 108. I awoke to an alarm clock, summoned the willpower not to go back to sleep, rolled onto my feet and stumbled to the shower. Twenty-five minutes later (I'm a slow showerer when I'm that tired, and I shaved too) I was back in my room to get dressed and have a quiet time. I looked at the alarm clock, wondering how long I'd taken. The alarm clock read 6:47. What? 6:47. I remembered setting it for 8:00 the night before, or actually just painfully few hours before. Then I realized I had never turned my watch alarm off after wanting to get up at 6:20am last Sunday to climb Monadnock. So I had a long and productive morning at home, before coming in to have Professor Haleem announce that my only class today was canceled because she didn't have anything to say. What a beautiful day, though; great cycling weather.

5.23.2002

Imam Abdel-Malik Ali

Today we had our last Arabic class (the prof has to be away next week for a "family emergency"). Instead of the normal sprint of grammar lessons, exercises and exhortations, we watched a video on Ramadan. It was not a documentary, and it was certainly not in Arabic. The speaker was Imam Abdel-Malik Ali, a black American with a Muslim student association in California. He was a great preacher, for a sermon it was.

Two points come immediately to mind: first of all, she could probably get in trouble for showing such an overtly religious piece. If it had been a Christian sermon delivered with the same absolutes and conviction, she assuredly would have gotten in trouble.

More importantly, it was very interesting to hear this sermon. One could say that it's not orthodox Islam because Americans always butcher the real theology. However this guy was well versed in his Qur'an and was unheretical as far as I could tell; besides, it was shown by an orthodox Palestinian professor.

There was a distinct "Christianization" of this guy's style and even theology; everything sounded very close to how a pastor might deliver a lively sermon on fasting. In fact, with a few aesthetic changes, you could pass it off as Christianity to the secular observer. This was good actually, because for me it made the fundamental differences stand out all the more.

The first thing I noticed was that he talked about "subordinating" the "animal side" of oneself to the "spiritual side." This sounds well and good - and he made a point often made in Christianity that whatever you put first in your life is your god, and thus don't be ruled by your carnal desires. Real Christianity, however, doesn't subordinate the carnal man; it kills it. Christianity is a radical religion.

The second major difference is who's doing all this subordination and purification, which I agree are noble and right goals. Imam Ali said that one's "taqwa", which can be translated "righteousness" or, as he preferred, "God-consciousness", prevents one from sinning, and fasting helps build taqwa (which it does). In the Biblical view, this is completely vain and misguided. Man is sinful, and cannot purify himself; that only substitutes pride for sloth, as C.S. Lewis points out in "Mere Christianity". Rather, man must ask God to purify him, both in this life and for eternity. I can see why Islam is attractive to Americans; it demands a lot of people, and it really is a "man's religion", in the sense that it puts the onus of conquest of oneself on each believer. This appeals to men especially, who often feel useless in our anti-masculine culture. Christianity offers no such solace in man's relationship with God; man is purified by faith alone, and can do nothing to save himself. Now, he can be truly fulfilled, and has a distinct role in the gender-specific social order outlined in the Bible. But that's a secondary role to his place as one who worships at his Father's feet, fully dependent and reliant on the latter's grace. Christianity is definitely a radical religion.

Dreyfus II

French anti-semitism is an odd phenomenon, rearing its ugly head suddenly and at irregular intervals. Normally, the French have been quite good to Jews and others since the revolution. However, the infamous Dreyfus Affair in the late 1800's and similar incidents show that somehow, Jews are never really French, and never will be. The latest isn't too bad, and it's more likely perpetrated by Muslims than Frenchmen, if it was indeed malicious: a small fire at the Israeli embassy. However, this incident, along with increasing numbers of others of its ilk underscore the growing rift between Israel and the EU.

A lot of non-Jews roll their eyes and mutter something about paranoia when the subject of European anti-semitism comes up, but as a 3rd-gen survivor, this stuff sends shivers up my spine. The good news is that most European adults are very well aware of their own parents' mistakes in the 30's and 40's - which wasn't long ago at all! The bad news is, most young people aren't. And again, I know the Holocaust is not likely to be repeated, but if one of the most educated, civilized, and technologically advanced nations in the world could do it, why not their grandchildren? If anything Europe is further from Christianity than in the 30's, and that morally bankrupt society has shown remarkable instability for a wealthy region in the past few years, with polarization occuring as elites push their agendas in Brussels and elsewhere.

I'm gonna get off the soapbox now and go to bed... it's late.

Bahrain

The NYTimes finally got a piece out on the Bahraini municipal elections, focusing on the feminist perspective. That's important, but I think what's more relevent is whether any form of democracy will go forward. I think if there's one thing to be learned from the development of succesful democracies, it's that they developed over time; universal suffrage was not a sudden phenomenon. Patriarchal cultures, like the U.S. and Britain in the 1800's, need to get used to the idea of common men being capable of running things before they can be expected to consider women capable; it's not pretty, and it's not right, but it's the only proven way to bring women into line with men.

The issue of whether democracy will go forward or not is relevent especially because, according to the NYTimes, the elections were swept by Islamic organizations. The king may go forward with no fear, trusting that these organizations won't invite radicalism. On the other hand, as Professor Haleem reiterates, if Islamic civil society is pushed underground, it will become "uncivil" society and resurface in violence. I would recommend allowing the Islamists to take their seats and to compete and probably win in the parliamentary fall elections. Try to keep the common people involved and interested and the parties will seek to help their constituents and steer clear of international Islamist goals, one of which is probably kicking the U.S. Fifth Fleet out of its Bahrain headquarters. So yeah, let the people vote. And yeah, they're going to vote Islamic. I mean, who's gonna vote against God?

5.21.2002

Is It Safe?

I get that question all the time when I tell people I'm spending the summer in Beirut. I guess Jihad Jibril would say that the answer is "no". Except that, as of yesterday, he's not saying anything.

The only significant question surrounding the assassination of the second-in-command (and son of the first-in-command) of the Syrian backed Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine - General Command is whether it was Israel or a rival Palestinian group. Israel is the prime suspect, but it's not unreasonable that another Arab group resentful of Syrian dominance in Lebanon might have knocked off this Syrian puppet. However, as an arms smuggler, etc, he had much more to fear from Israel, and as Ha'aretz points out, Israel has a history of this sort of thing:

Israel has never claimed responsibility for most of the assassinations, which tended to reignite the cycle of bloodshed, with the punishment, revenge, deterence and prevention all combining to incite the other side into its own vengeance.

Other perspectives on the attack are non-commital; ArabNews mentions it, the NYTimes and London Times don't, or at least I couldn't find a story on either today.

I guess one more significant question remains: Am I scared? No. If Mossad wants me, they can come and get me here. Assassinations aren't like senseless killings or random gunfire; until I have name recognition outside of Bates Road I'm really not scared.

Kiss My Shas

That's the latest from Arik Sharon, who fired all the ministers from the Shas (17 seats) and National Torah Judaism (5 seats) parties from his "unity" government. He proposed an economic emergency package, which "was rejected by a vote of 47 to 44, a ringing defeat for Mr. Sharon, who responded by firing the dissenting ministers and deputy ministers." The NYTimes article is a good layman's guide to this move's effects on Israeli politics.

Ha'aretz, not surprisingly gives a detailed play-by-play of the event: "...moments before the vote, Sharon had threatened to fire the Shas ministers should they vote against the plan, as he is legally entitled to do with any minister who votes against a cabinet decision. This caused Shas to ask for a postponement of the vote while they consulted, but in the end, the threat failed to deter them. "We're not looking for a chair or a Volvo," declared a triumphant Shas leader Eli Yishai after the vote. "If they fire me because I fight for those who haven't anything to eat - that is my reward. I said that this budget would never pass the Knesset. They brought the budget to the Knesset without reaching agreements with the coalition factions. The economic situation is difficult; I advise the prime minister to begin negotiating with his allies."

Who would plead innocent of asking for a "chair or a Volvo" except someone who had been guilty of that before? Shas is famous for being the kingmaker in Israeli politics, willing to ally with either Likud or Labor, and infamous for making all kinds of petty demands. A while ago the government almost collapsed over an incident involving a generator being moved on Shabbat.

Well, I don't think I'm reading too much into this event to say that I think it could herald a seismic shift in Israeli politics. Likud two years ago would have been loathe to alienate Shas so fiercely; I opine that this move reflects Likud's being fed up with having to fund all Shas' religious and social programs, and their increased willingness to work with Labor and the center parties. My lock of the week is that Shas moves into second place during the next elections, with 23 of the Knesset's 120 seats. I put Likud first with 30-something, and Labor at perhaps 18. I really think that Labor has lost its niche; Shas is the social-justice-for-the-poor/God-is-my-copilot party, Meretz is the far-left, pro-withdrawal party, Likud is the "safety first, then ask questions" party, and Labor is sort of in between all those. Thus, I wouldn't be surprised to see Labor in a Likud-led, Netanyahu coalition, or any other coalition for that matter, except a religious one. I hope I'm wrong, because I'm rooting hard for Haim Ramon, whose platform is unilateral withdrawal from all but the most crucial occupied territories. That's been my stance for a while now, and I'd be over the moon if Ramon even had a chance. Which he doesn't.

5.20.2002

I'm Dreaming of A White...

...Memorial Day!

Well, I don't think we'll get more snow this year, and we were up in north-central Mass when it came anyway. However, it's one thing to see snow in May; it's entirely something else to be sleeping outdoors at a campground when it happens! Apparently rumors have gone around that I said "It's not going to rain." I did, but I wasn't positive; I was just being positive. And I did also say in the same conversation that there was a chance of rain. Which there was; I checked the weather incessantly the whole week before the trip, and the last forecast for Gardner listed a 30% chance of rain that night, and 40% chance of rain on Saturday. It didn't say anything about two inches of snow.

The state park campground has a no-fires-after-midnight rule, and most of us retired a little before that anyway, it being the first night. Seth, Amie, and I all slept out in a shelter that we had built at the edge of the campsite under shelter of a thick hemlock. The shelter was a simple lean-to, with a weave of fallen branches covering the uphill side, and our legs extending downhill outside the shelter. I draped an unobtrusive green tarp over the center of the shelter, to protect us from what would likely be a heavy dew, or maybe a passing shower. The hemlock would do a good job, but the green tarp was a good addition. The one mistake I made was to throw pine needles over the whole thing, which gave it some "privacy" and a sense of actually being inside something, but the weave wasn't thick enough to allow for any real rain-blockage by means of needles alone. I decided, to my chagrin, not to drape the massive blue tarp over the shelter and the leaning sticks that extended past it; the blue thing was hideous and huge, and would have detracted severely from the outdoorsy aura; I mean, you might as well just sleep in a tent (of course, the tents were very crowded, which was our main reason for sleeping out).

Anyway, Seth went to sleep, but Amie and I chatted late. Rain started probably between 1 and 2, and we could hear it lightly pattering the tarp and tents. It slowly, creepingly got heavier, and I moved the green tarp into a better position, and we huddled closer to the top of the shelter to keep from getting dripped on. The hemlock tree was really good protection; of the three of us, only Amie's bag got wet early on, and it was so thick that the water never soaked through, though it was getting dripped or sprinkled on for 8 hours or so. The rain really picked up sometime around 4, and I finally decided to go out in the cold - it was very cold - and get the blue tarp from the car. I padded up through the camp barefoot, grabbed the thing, and ran back down as quickly as I could in my unhardened feet. In putting the blue tarp on, I caused a lot of precipitation inside the shelter, not of water but of pine needles, which went absolutely everywhere. As far as I know, Seth is still digging one out of an ear every hour or so. Anyway, we rested in relative comfort under the two tarps, and only our feet got wet (except Amie's, her bag was so thick). This was not too different than the lot of those who slept in tents, two of whom (Joel and Josh, the Eagle Scouts). We listened to stories about the legendary Mark Tappen and chatted about the weather for an hour or two, before it began to get light. This sort of scared us, and we decided to go to sleep, though I didn't think I would be able to.

The next thing I knew, I was awoken by voices. They were talking about the fire; where to find dry wood, how cold they were, whether they could keep the fire going ... I rolled onto my stomach and peered out under the tarp at the campsite. My first thought was, "Wow, it's snowing. When did that start?" My second thought was, "Wait a sec, it's May 18th! What the - ?!" After the initial shock, I could only laugh. After a winter of hardly any snow, we had chosen the one day in late spring when it was to snow for a good seven hours. It was so wet that it never accumulated much; it melted under its own weight, and the shelter never got snowed on under the hemlock; all that got through were the steady drips. Anyway, I'm exhausted now from two very short nights and one very intense hike; more later. Oh, and here's a shout out to all da peeps who braved the wilds for 2 tough nights in a row; north central Mass is a lean, mean wilderness, and only the stout of heart survive.

5.17.2002

Going, Going, Gone

I'm going away for the weekend, camping with friends from Crusade at NU. I expect the Red Sox to be 2/3 of the way to a sweep of the vaunted (but not as vaunted as we are!) Seattle Mariners!

The movie "Promises" was incredible, really it's an absolute must see for anyone who's interested in the Palestinian/Israeli conflict and has a touch of humanity in them. As my professor said, "fortunately I was at home the first time I saw it, so nobody could see me cry." Aside from being emotional, it's an intriguing look at human nature in unnatural circumstances. Kids are kids, but what about when you stick them in the middle of this kind of conflict? Oh, just see it.

"It's their land, but we don't want to blow up. It's complicated."

5.16.2002

Feeling Much Better

Managed to get 8/9 of the data that we need for our Econ project out of the journal "International Financial Statistics". I might have to go to the funny farm for saying this, but it was fun. There is something fulfilling about making all the numbers line up... maybe I've missed my true calling: ACCOUNTING. No, not really, but it was a relief to find the data, and an adrenaline-pumping victory to enter it all in that best friend of students - Excel. Between that and a better-than-expected grade on my Micro Theory midterm, I'm not feeling guilty about going away for the weekend anymore. Now I just need to decide what country & subject I want to focus on for Haleem's paper, which is due in 17 days!

Closing the Book on Pim Fortuyn

I have a lot of work, so this is abbreviated. Lijst Pim Fortuyn (see "Politieke Moord Gepleegd in Nederland" below) won quite a few seats, coming in second in the Dutch elections this week. With 26 of 150 seats they're second only to the Christian Democrats (40), a center-right party with a leader "known for his sharp wit and conservative moral values", who will likely become the Prime Minister. Labor got shafted, dropping from 42 to 24 seats.

The new leader of Lijst Pim Fortuyn (which will probably change its name in a year or two) is Mat Herben, and one of the two deputies is a young black immigrant, Joao Varela, from Cape Verde. Good choice for a party often accused of being racist.

5.15.2002

A Gentleman

Anyone who has listened to a close Red Sox game and heard that Tony Clark was coming up to bat in a clutch situation knows the meaning of the word "groan". He has been mired in an awful slump, and if he wasn't so good defensively (at 6'7" he's like a vacuum cleaner at first) he'd be spending a lot more time on the bench watching Brian Daubach. Actually, most managers would platoon Dauber and Tony; the former can't hit lefties, the latter can't hit righties. But Tony Clark, as my favorite sportswriter, Michael Holley, points out in the Globe today, has shown himself to be quite a gentlemen, and brought a good name to Christians after two years of Carl Everett's odd beliefs. I won't write anymore, but read Holley's column - it's worth it. Thanks to Ed Cossette for the link. Here are a few gems from Holley's article:

  • ''It's the first time that's ever happened to me in my life,'' he says softly. ''When something like that happens, you have a decision to make. Are you going to let pride get in the way and govern your response? Or are you going to support the decision and the individual who made it?''
  • When you talk with Clark, you are transported to another era. You expect to see adults reading the Saturday Evening Post and kids following baseball via transistor radios. Clark is everything we no longer expect baseball players to be: humble, polite, and conscious that fan support allows him to have one of the best jobs in the world.
  • After praying, [Clark] concluded that his struggle is actually a blessing. ''This is a time when everyone is watching, and it's a good opportunity to minister for Christ,'' he says. ''I'm a Christian. For many players, baseball is a religion. And for many years, baseball ruled my life. Don't get me wrong: It's my job and I love it. But the order in my life has changed, and it is God, family, and baseball.
  • There are times on the road when Clark's wife leaves him voice mail and tells him to refer to certain Bible verses. Lately, he has been relying on a passage from the Book of James: ''Consider it pure joy whenever you have trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. ''Think about that for a second. The verse begins, `Consider it pure joy when you have trials of many kinds.' That in itself is hard to do.''
  • ''I'm just thankful for the opportunity to be on a winning team,'' he says as he puts on his uniform. ''Pride needs to be swallowed sometimes. I'll do whatever it takes to win a championship. Whatever it takes. I'll just keep fighting the fight.''


What an incredible witness! You know how many people read that Globe story this morning? Clark understands that God has given him a chance to be a real light, and shine in comparison to a lot of very self-centered contemporaries. Sure, people aren't going to be dropping to their knees after reading that, but they might just say, "Hey, if following the Bible makes Tony Clark a better clubhouse presence, then it must be saying something worthwhile."

An interesting online test...

Another good way to waste time is to let a computer tell you what you believe. I have distinct views on a number of things as compared to most evangelicals/charismatics, and so I'm interested to find out I came up Seventh-Day Adventist. That's because the SDA's are pretty doctrinally sound, but they have this legalistic worldview and an obsession with worship on Saturday. I agree that we should worship God on Saturday, the Sabbath, just as we should worship Him Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, etc. In other words "they will worship in spirit and truth".
1. Seventh Day Adventist (100%)
2. Orthodox Quaker (96%)
3. Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (93%)
4. Eastern Orthodox (85%)
5. Roman Catholic (85%)
6. Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (76%)
7. Orthodox Judaism (63%)
8. Islam (62%)
9. Liberal Quakers (58%)
10. Hinduism (51%)
11. Bahá'í Faith (49%)
12. Jehovah's Witness (48%)
13. Sikhism (48%)
14. Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (45%)
15. Unitarian Universalism (43%)
16. Reform Judaism (42%)
17. Jainism (36%)
18. Mahayana Buddhism (29%)
19. Theravada Buddhism (29%)
20. Christian Science (Church of Christ, Scientist) (23%)
21. New Age (21%)
22. Neo-Pagan (19%)
23. Nontheist (19%)
24. New Thought (18%)
25. Secular Humanism (18%)
26. Scientology (17%)
27. Taoism (13%)


Thanks to Melissa at Butterfly Ramblings for this one!

When in Rome...

As many of you know, my beloved sister Keziah is in France for the year on exchange. She writes...
Last week we got the results of the first round of presidental elections: the finalists were Chirac (the present president) and Le Pen, an extremist. All his ideas involve extermination of foreigners in France, especially the Arabs. He plans new work and retirement laws favoring the French only, reconstruction of French nuclear weapons and extra security on the borders. For years he's been known as France's Hitler, the racist of france. So when a crowd of several hundred students from the neighboring public school arrived at ours asking us to come out and protest, we joined in. We marched thru the streets of Arras, over 500 kids, visiting all the schools until our number had reached over 1000. At certain points we sat down in the large traffic circles, entirely stopping the circulation; we surrounded the city hall; and we gave speeches in front of the train station. The incredible thing is that there was no violence at all. We sang the national anthemn, chanted "Down with Le PEN" and "No racism in France".

Yuck

Ugly weather this week... and I'm not understanding myself very well either. It seems the less I have to do the more I can't deal with it... maybe I'm task oriented in the extreme. I've been really odd, by my own estimation, the last while, and today in particular. Not that it was a bad day, but it was one more day of going through the motions, not getting anything of substance done, and trying to find things to do at school to avoid coming home. Last quarter I was wicked busy, but I was happier; despite being at school 8am-8pm on most days of the week and getting very little sleep: I thrived under the pressure.

Well, if I keep it up at this rate for another week, there'll be plenty of pressure! See, the problem is I can't enjoy my own company anymore. I always feel like the research I'm not doing is following me around like a bogie monster, and I can't just let my hair down and really enjoy myself. The only way I can avoid the memory of work undone is if I'm around other people; then the company is usually enough of a distraction to keep me outward focused. I dunno, maybe that means I'm dependent on other people... I think that's often the case with me. They say you can never escape from yourself, but I guess that's my way of trying.

You're probably asking yourself why I just don't buckle down and do the research. Well, I'm going to. At least, that's what I've been saying for the last week, since the research papers were assigned. One of them is a hefty group project, and my group does not include anybody really serious about their work, so this isn't getting done. OK, I need to go to bed; I'm overanalyzing and I have senioritis with probably 2 years left in school. HELP!

5.14.2002

Promises

Hey Boston folks! The documentary "Promises", about which I've heard a lot of good things, is being shown for free at NU tomorrow. It's at 6 or 6:30 (accounts differ) in 90 SL (which is inside the library, downstairs). My whole class'll be there, but if you've got nothing going on, I've heard it's well worth the watching. It'll be followed by a discussion led by the group "Connected", which I believe was just formed by some pro-peace folks on campus. One of them, a former Israeli special service attack helicopter pilot, spoke incredibly eloquently and optimistically in my class a few weeks ago.

5.13.2002

Colonialism

Settlers demonstrated in Israel the day before yesterday. Gaza Strip settlers, no less; these hardy folks go where only a few thousand Israelis have gone before. One of the most densely populated places in the world, and one of the most impoverished, settlers have laid claim to the best land and water supplies, and farm the fertile but tired soil. Now these pioneers are protesting: they want "the strict examinations of Palestinian laborers carried out by the IDF" to stop, because "these made them late and that consequently the produce in the hothouses was being spoiled."

The settlers have become true colonialists. Not only do they want the land and its yield, ignoring the hundreds of thousands of unemployed, starving Palestinians outside, but they don't want their day laborers to be late! Apparently they've forgotten about kicking out all the dirty Arabs, now they want their cheap labor, and they want it now! What about when a day laborer kills his boss, as happened yesterday? Well, ya gotta beat those people down; don't let 'em start thinking that they're your equals. THAT'S where the army comes in - why are they wasting their time frisking the cheap labor and making them late; they should just let 'em in, and carry out bloody reprisals whenever there's an incident. It worked for the British, didn't it? Why can't it work for us?

Sharon, the Moderate

Somebody pinch me. I thought Sharon was towards the right end of the Likud Party, not a centrist. He was heckled, booed, and overridden at a meeting of the Likud Central Committee, which pretty much confirmed his status as a one-term Prime Minister. The Central Committee voted 2,597-3 (approximately) to pass a resolution that Sharon had tried to delay, saying that Likud would never accept a Palestinian state west of the Jordan River.

If there was ever any doubt, Likud is now 100% against the two-state solution, which has been the only option for peace considered since the peace process began in 1988. I'm very saddened; I had harbored a slim hope that Netanyahu's eloquence and ability to rally people behind him would enable him to cut a deal with the Palestinians. Now, however, he has firmly planted himself off in the surreal mists of the far-right. By declaring that Palestine will always be their enemy, they implicitly make themselves forever the enemy of Palestine, and create a self-fulfilling prophecy. If Israel is going to prevent a Palestinian state from existing, of course Palestinians are going to fight Israel! What else would you expect???

I'm beginning to wonder how this conflict is going to end, and right now the only conceivable ending that I can come up with is that somehow, someday Israel will lose a war. While I don't wish evil on Israel or anyone, I can't help but consider a serious military defeat merely the reaping of the whirlwind they have sown.

No Nukes

Presidents Bush and Putin came to a final agreement on nuclear arsenal reduction, or as the Washington Post points out, "Bush and Putin agreed to the nuclear reduction targets in principle last year, leaving difficult negotiations over details to their diplomats." Unlike Clinton, Bush is doing things the normal way: let the professional negotiators negotiate. The result? A treaty should be signed in Moscow on Bush's May 23-26 trip out there, and the U.S. Senate ought to ratify it without too much difficulty, I would think.

Some people will panic at the idea of reducing our arsenal, but 2,000 warheads is really enough to do all the damage we need to do. The mechanics of nuclear proliferation made both arsenals far bigger than need be so that "cheating" would be much harder. Basically, the idea is that if both superpowers had the ability to succesfully hide 100 nukes, cheating make a big difference if arsenals were small. For our example, say the superpowers agreed to maintain just 500 nukes each; if one side cheated and added the extra 100 that they could hide, it could make a potentially big difference. However, if each side amasses 10,000 nukes, 100 more or less on each side honestly doesn't make much of a difference. Thus, Instant Replay applauds Bush and Putin for making something real out of their cooperation.

The one potential danger of this accord is that the underfunded Russian military could decide that the most profitable way to disarm is to sell their nukes - to China, Iran, Pakistan, Turkmenistan, or others - and that could seriously upset the regional or global balance of power, depending on the scale. I doubt it'll happen, but international observers would go a long way towards ensuring that not too many of these nukes are sold instead of destroyed. On the plus side, a smaller Russian arsenal will decrease the chances of unauthorized nuke sales in the future. Right now they have more than they know what to do with, and the only way to make money with a nuke is to sell it, so that happens occasionally. Scary, huh?

Pedro

My dad just came upstairs, stuck his head in and said that Pedro struck out the side in the first. Knowing that includes Ichiro, I turned my music off and perked up my ears... the Celtics are great, but there's nothing like Boston Red Sox baseball!

5.12.2002

Phew

I guess this is kinda self explanatory, but it's worth noting that Sharon made a good decision: The Israeli government and the defense minister, Benjamin Ben-Eleizer, decided that the element of surprise had been lost, Palestinian militants of Hamas and Islamic Jihad had gone into hiding and that there was less chance that a bloody operation in Gaza would achieve its goals.

The Haaretz take: The army began releasing some reservists Sunday after Prime Minister Ariel Sharon and Defense Minister Benjamin Ben-Eliezer decided Thursday night to cancel - or "defer" in official parlance - the incursion. The IDF action was originally planned as a response to the suicide bombing Tuesday night in Rishon Letzion, in which 15 people were killed.

In other news, a rather odd story appeared in Haaretz's website two and a half hours ago. They're quoting today's New York Post; but the story (which says that an arms smuggling ship was sunk) has a lot of unanswered questions, most pointedly, why would Uri Dan write this story? And why would he write it for the Post, which isn't exactly one of the world's leading news sources? I wouldn't be surprised if the story is true, but I'm wondering what the story behind the story is. Overall very sketchy...

Politieke Moord Gepleegd in Nederland

We hoorden er helemaal niks van in de Verenigde Staten, maar heel Nederland is gestopd deze weekend. De "populairste politicus sinds jaren", Pim Fortuyn werd begraafte vandaag in Rotterdam.

That is, we heard absolutely nothing of it in the United States, but all of the Netherlands is stopped this weekend. The "most popular politician in years", Pim Fortuyn was buried today in Rotterdam.

It was a fitting funeral for the enigmatic populist, a skin-headed, gay, former sociology professor, who started his own political party in the last year. He disdained even his own followers, according to the Times of London, and deplored immigration from Muslim countries. In blue-collar Rotterdam municipal elections his party won 30% of the vote a few months ago, and he immediately became a controversial phenomenon that polarized Dutch society. According to current polls, his party will be the second-largest in the Dutch parliament, though it is almost leaderless. The election is being held on Wednesday. Oddly enough, the very rational Dutch haven't turned in greater numbers to Lijst Pim Fortuyn than they had before; some are going to vote elsewhere now that the charismatic leader has been assassinated. Perhaps rather uninterestingly, the assassin was not some angered liberal or Muslim; he was an animal rights extremist who had probably killed before. I honestly can't figure out who the successor is, but apparently there's no clear number 2. I guess the fact that the political party was named "Lijst Pim Fortuyn" should have clued me in to that...UPDATE: It's P. Langendam, but that was only decided quite recently.

In the post-Christian, morally bankrupt jungle that is Europe, this murder, like mass shootings in Germany, Switzerland, and France recently, have sent people looking for answers and questioning their own societies. Not knowing God, they look to government - Germany wants to ban violent video games - or to heroes: Fortuyn is being hailed as a messiah by his followers, and the popular spin on the assassination is that he "gave up his life for the people" and that Prime Minister Kok (yes, his name is Kok, and the second most powerful politician is named Borst, Dutch for breast, remnants of the Dutch who protested the forced last-name-taking under Napoleon by giving themselves obscene names) is a murderer because he, and other liberal elites, demonized Pim. An odd case altogether, and I just wish I could be in Rotterdam right now to witness this. It's sad, but disturbing - if they embrace an enigmatic professor-turned-politician this easily, how much more will they go crazy over the Antichrist...

5.11.2002

American Jews

The New York Times has been a liberal newspaper since Horace Greely took over in the 1850's (I think). On a seemingly unrelated note, political parties in the U.S. are actually coalitions of various interest groups and mini-parties, so to speak. Thus, within the Democratic party you find trade unionists and environmentalists, for example, who disagree on almost everything, as well as most blacks & Jews, two groups who haven't gotten along at all historically. Occasionally one issue becomes so big that it rearranges the parties, or parts of them. For instance, if trade policy became the #1 issue for a long time, trade unionists and free-trade folks would soon find out there wasn't enough room for them in the same party.

Anyway, the New York Times was liberal in the mid-1800's. That is, it was generally pro-Republican. The Republicans, an upstart Western-based party, were pro-Big Government, anti-states' rights, and found support among the middle classes of the North. Somewhere in between Teddy Roosevelt and Calvin Coolidge the Republicans changed, and the New York Times didn't, remaining liberal, and eventually embracing FDR and JFK, who formed the Democratic Party as we know it.

In the past year and more, international policy has taken a bigger and bigger place in the world of national politics. September 11 ended Bush's ill-advised unilateralism, and his policies since then have been so well balanced that the liberal Times has a hard time criticizing him. (As you all know, news articles aren't really supposed to be biased, but they almost always are, and that's ok, as long as the reader and writer recognize and account for the author's leanings.) This post was prompted by reading in today's paper the phrase "American Jews". A newspaper with a lot of Jewish writers and a ton of Jewish readers, the Times is generally pretty conciliatory to Jewish Americans. However, the recent extremism of the Israeli government, and the jingoistic support by Jewish as well as non-Jewish Americans has gone beyond reconciling with the Times' liberal (and thus Palestinian-sympathetic) stance.

The article, written by Steven Erlanger, is a good one. The uncomplimentary reference to American Jews appears midway through the article: "In Israel there are doubts about how far Mr. Bush is willing to press Israel and the Palestinians toward peace, or whether Washington is simply trying to take the heat out of the crisis through talk of new diplomacy, in order to pacify angry Arab allies, American Jews and the Republican right wing."

While this instance is pretty minor, it's symptomatic of a greater trend in the liberal media to take a non-American stance on the conflict in Israel, and increasingly on other issues. Part of it is being out of touch with the public, which they certainly are, being quite elitist. However, part of it is being in touch with the rest of the world, which the elites are much more than the American public. Different but related is the growing gap between the legislature and the administration. There honestly doesn't appear to be a head-to-head environment in the Beltway this year; it's more of a three-way deal, with Bush et al a separate entity from the House Republicans.

OK, so it's two words in an analytical article in the weekend Times, but if there's a change in political dynamics before the next presidential election you read it here first.

Forty days

The symbolism associated with the length of the siege in Bethlehem - 39 days - was not lost on all Christian Palestinians. One woman is quoted by the NYTimes as saying '"I was so crazy, so happy," said Diana Masri, a 45-year-old Orthodox worshiper. "I haven't entered my church for 40 days," she said, bending strict chronology to match the biblical period that Jesus is said to have spent in the wilderness.' Not only is 40 days the period of Christ's wilderness experience, 40 hours is the length of time that Christ was dead before being resurrected, 40 years was spent by the Israelites wandering in the Sinai, and Noah was rained on for 40 days and 40 nights in the Deluge.

Forty symbolizes death, purification, and rebirth. How much this applies to this siege I don't know, but certainly the town of Bethlehem has been resuscitated from a miserable 39 days.

Democratization

My Government & Politics of the Middle East professor was very excited about developments in Bahrain: the first elections in three decades were held, after the king declared the country a constitutional monarchy earlier this year. She was especially excited because women were allowed to vote and run for office. The NYTimes was much less excited, publishing a short but informative blurb on the matter. According to the blurb, 30 of 306 candidates for the municipal council seats were women, but none of the 50 winners were. Still, it's a very good beginning, and perhaps women will do better in this fall's parliamentary elections. Even if they don't, it's encouraging to see a measured, non-violent movement towards representative government.

5.10.2002

Blackmail Opportunities

I'm acting quickly to avoid the possibility of blackmail... if I publicize these photos (the last eight in the "Life In The Day" folder in MyPhotos) then nobody else will be able to hurt me with them.

The quality is actually quite good, though the content could be damaging to my political career... I HONESTLY never remember sticking my tongue out for a picture! Thanks to Melenie for the pictures - she the ones she's not in, and scanned them in.

Eating Crow

Well, they did it. The siege of Bethlehem is over, and the church is a church once again. Here's a helpful chronology, courtesy of nytimes.com.

Call me cynical...

...but I'll believe that a deal has been reached in the Nativity Church siege when I see one.

5.09.2002

Co-opted

I think this is pretty much incontrovertible proof that suburban American evangelicism has been fully co-opted by the American dream. I'm not against churches having non-spiritual activities, but when the focus becomes amenities and fun, then you've lost sight of the vision of the church. Historically, many Christians have erred by being in the world, but also being of it - that brought the downfall of socially liberal denominations in the early part of this century. On the other end of the spectrum, some have withdrawn so much that they become not of the world but not in it either.

Never before, however, have I heard of churches that seem to be of the world but not in it! They withdraw into a church-supercenter-community, but that community is so worldly in its focus that they bear no resemblance at all to traditional withdrawn religious communities (monasteries, etc).

Maybe I'm being a little harsh, but honestly, with this much stuff built around the church, one can hardly see Christ any more.

Take-home Midterm

Since I have to write this stupid parrot-the-prof midterm, I might as well double it up by posting here, since really it isn't a bad paper, except for the parroting part, and it won't be too long. I'll post it as I write - I've only got the intro done so far. Tell me what you think.

According to the theoretical framework for analyzing the roots of radicalism, four principle conditions are known to breed radicalism. These conditions include neo-colonialism, internal colonialism or poor governance, relative economic poverty or unfair terms of trade, and the perception of threat. All of these conditions need not be present for elements of civil society to radicalize in a given state. However, the more the conditions are filled, the greater the chance and likely magnitude of radical movements become. For radical movements to be successful, dynamic leaders must succeed in leading a significant portion of a country’s civil society underground where it becomes “uncivil society” and usually spirals out of control. Absent either the leaders or the masses, this process fails.

In applying this framework to the Gulf region specifically, empirical experience clearly shows that economic wealth can forestall radicalism. While radical elements exist in most Gulf countries, they are limited to a number of fanatics and ideologues who have failed to form any sort of mass movements or recruit enough followers to pose a serious challenge to the conservative regimes. By contrast, poorer countries of similar culture all around the wealthy Gulf – including Pakistan, Iran, Iraq, Turkey, Syria, Lebanon, Jordan, Israel, Palestinian lands, Egypt, Sudan, Ethiopia, and Somalia – have experienced overwhelming waves of radicalism in recent years. Thus good governance, favorable terms of trade, and the lack of threats to security have enabled a half dozen unrepresentative governments to stay peacefully in power while most of those around them struggle with or fall to radical movements.

In looking in detail at the case of Oman, the theoretical framework overwhelmingly suggests that no radical movement will take hold in the foreseeable future, because few of the conditions spawning radicalism exist in Oman. The masses, though not nearly as wealthy as their neighbors in Saudi Arabia or the United Arab Emirates, have not been alienated by the government, and the latter makes pointed efforts to prevent their alienation. By looking at each condition, and then at the way the government has responded to its situation we will see that radicalization is unlikely in Omani civil society.

Of all the conditions, the one most in effect is the presence of neo-colonialism and foreign elements. Both the existence of American military bases (Schmitt & Shanker; Sanger & Shanker) and the plethora of foreign workers in Oman (Europa, 840) occasionally arouse the ire of native Omanis. Western influence, most notably including Western oil extraction companies such as Shell (Youssef) and the American military, has been known to trigger nationalist reactions in many parts of the world, but usually when coupled with unfair terms of trade, as in the Gulf in the 1970’s, which are absent in present-day Oman.

The second condition, internal colonialism, is entirely absent in the Omani case. The Sultan, though an absolute monarch, knows that the most serious threat to his rule would come from triggering revolts in the mountainous interior or in Dhofar, as happened in the 1950’s and 1970’s, respectively (EIU, 2). Political representation has been expanded in the last decade, with a significant number of citizens eligible to vote for a consultative council, al-Majlis al-Shura. While Oman is far from democratic, the Sultan’s reign continues to benefit the country, and no significant threat to the monarchy has developed in the last quarter century.

The third and fourth conditions, economic deprivation and perception of threat, are also entirely absent in the Omani case. The government has done an admirable job in using their relatively limited oil reserves responsibly (Europa, 839), and is well on its way to diversifying away from the non-renewable oil and gas resources (Youssef) which propelled the economy’s growth to seventh in the Middle East in per-capita GDP (EIU, 1). Likewise, close ties with the U.K. and U.S.A. for over 100 years coupled with a lack of belligerent neighbors have made Oman a very secure location. The reunification of neighboring Yemen removed the one credible threat, and Omanis will certainly not be motivated to radicalize due to perception of threat.

Sultan Qaboos, who took power from his unpopular father in a 1970 palace coup (Europa, 827), has been handed a very favorable situation, and has done much to reinforce his nation’s stability and his own position. By responding to the populace’s demands, providing free health care and education (EIU, 6), and allowing most of civil society to remain free the sultan has succeeded in forestalling the creation of an underground, “uncivil society” that could threaten stability. Just as there are conditions that engender radicalism, there are conditions that disperse it. Two in particular – wealth and good leadership – have kept the state of Oman from experiencing radicalism despite being in a very volatile region of the world. The future prospects of Oman differ little from the present reality, and the forward-thinking government is doing all it can to ensure that Omanis have employment and that the economy moves away from dependence on non-renewable resources. If the government continues to prevent poverty, no radical movements are likely to arise in Oman at any point.

5.07.2002

Walking. In the Rain.

At risk of sounding like the protagonist in an Ernest Hemingway novel, I walked home from Northeastern in the rainstorm last Thursday night. After the awesome National Day of Prayer service down at the A.M.E. Bethel Church, Elyssa Nowland drove Meredith and I back to NU; I walked Mer home, we talked about the retreat for a few, and then I went to get on the train. Just, I didn't get on the train - I kept walking, even though (or quite likely because) it was raining heavily with interspersed thunder 'n' lightning. It took a bit over two hours, and really was quite relaxing.

High School Kids

At risk of sounding like a snobby college boy, I sat around with a bunch of high school kids drinking champagne and playing "truth-or-dare" on someone's back porch last night. Yeah.

5.05.2002

Portends

I'm not superstitious in general, but in both theatre and sports superstition is a lot of fun, so I definitely follow the protocol and look at the signs. The signs? Well, the Sox season is only a month old, and already we have two good ones: this is the first time since 1986 that the Sox have had a pinch-hit grand slam, and who could be a better man to get it than the Shea Hey Kid! And we know of course that 1986 was the last great year for Boston sports, with the Patriots, Celtics, and Sox all in their respective finals, though only the Celts won. This year, 3 of the 4 teams have made the playoffs, the Patriots have won their first Super Bowl, the Celtics are showing remarkable resilience, and the Sox have the best record in the majors and are definitely on track for a playoff run. The other, even better, portend was picked up by Bambino's Curse last week and I think I mentioned it before: last Friday made 2001-2002 the first time since 1917-1918 that Sox pitchers pitched no-hitters in consecutive years! And we all know what happened in 1918...

5.04.2002

Humiliating

Maybe I shouldn't wash my dirty linen in public, but since most of my readers who know me in real life have experienced some form of this, I don't feel it's inappropriate to use my bully pulpit to gripe about my mother. Yes, I do love her, but sometimes I wonder if I respect her. I obey her - hence the humiliation - but out of duty, not generally because I feel she has great insight into whatever the matter at hand is. And yes, I'm not the greatest son. However, in my own defense, I obey her, as well as my father, religiously. I'm forgetful and sometimes careless, but I can't remember the last time I purposely disobeyed her. I've been blameless on the big things - I never smoked, tried drugs, drank illegally, or so much as kissed a girl.

Sorry - I'm not approaching this logically; I've gone about it all backwards to this point. What I mean to say is this: because I have, for years on end, obeyed my parents and done nothing to give them reason to distrust me, I would logically expect to be trusted. That, however, is not the case. She asked me if there was going to be a chaperone on the Crusade camping trip that I'm involved in planning, and hinted not-so-subtly that she thinks there ought to be one. She said that while she'd never been in one, she'd seen campus Christian groups with very loose standards. OK, I know plenty of people who call themselves Christians and yet act like the rest of the world. But to suggest that of the group that I've been pouring myself into for the last year? Does she think I'm blind? Or does she just not trust me? Does she not realize that I've been on trips with people who get unabashedly drunk - in D.C. last month, I was the only one absent from the drinking party in the "faculty advisor's" room of the hotel!

Now I'm crew for "the Music Man", which is being put on by a Community Theatre group that we've been a part of for three or four years. She wouldn't let me or Polly go out to the Ground Round afterwards! That would have entailed being home at *gasp* midnight, or maybe 12:30. Shudder. Yeah, and it's humiliating to stand in front of my friends and say I can't go out after all, because my Mom won't let me. Their advice? Blow her off. But no, I'm too loyal or obedient, or maybe just too stupid, and I keep coming home when I'm told to, and even when I'm grouchy about it, obeying her day in and day out. Do I win her trust? No, she just complains about my attitude when I'm not cheerful about dropping my homework to help her unload the car.

I need to move out.

But I don't know what to do; I feel unjustly treated, and every time I've tried to ask for more independence, she acts like it's part of a plot to subvert her authority, and her mistrust for me grows. I haven't felt that she's trusted me since I was 12 years old, and I really can't remember before that. But she interprets wanting to make my own decisions as wanting to disobey her. Quite the contrary - on some issues I have even higher standards than she does, and I certainly have had ample opportunity to break every rule I've ever encountered. Nobody in the UNA would resist if I asked to join them drinking or had gone to the strip club with them in D.C., nobody would raise an eyebrow if I started frequenting the party scene and picking up girls.

Aggghh... I can't even write this coherently! I guess the situation is fortunate: I'm living in Beirut over the summer, and then after a short vacation at home I'm off to D.C. for six months where I can begin to live my own life. That's good, but at the same time it's a little melancholy, coming right at the moment that I feel like I've established myself as an active member of Campus Crusade, and just as I've really begun to have friendships with people at NU, Christian and non, after a year and a half of being an extremely disconnected commuter. It's also my best friend's last year and school, and he already seems to be growing up, actually.

Well, this has rambled way off-topic, and I appreciate all the support you guys give me, but at the same time, please don't make it any more difficult on me. Please do encourage me, but do it in the fear of the Lord, keeping in mind that until I'm married or otherwise broken from my family, I'm in submission to my parents.

OK, last item. I need somewhere to go or something to do from June 9th to 23rd. I was pondering working at Camp Maranatha, but after visiting there and seeing how phenomenally dysfunctional that family is (mine really isn't that bad after all!), I just don't think I can pretend things are normal and live a lie up there for any amount of time - I've lost all respect for both my friend and his father. But Maranatha aside, I don't want to be stuck in a small cabin with my family for a month - that'd be a nightmare! Does anybody have an extra bed for a few days or an invitation to visit somewhere for a weekend? I'll probably have access to a car when I need it, but I don't want to spend much, otherwise I'd go on a massive road trip. At this point, I might do anything; doing nothing in a one-and-a-half room cabin with my family for a month out in the suburban woods? HELP!

5.03.2002

Constants

There are a number of constants in Massachusetts politics (well, actually, nothing changes here at all). Here are a few of them:
The Big Dig. And cost overrides.
Tom Finneran. The man was elected "Speaker-for-Life" in the House; in his acceptance speech he said "this is not about me."
Anybody Kennedy. They may get hit by lightning on a regular basis, but they never take the hint and retire.
Carla Howell. She's the opposition, the One-Girl Army out to change the Commonwealth. She's a political Don Quixote; she's never won an election, but she's never missed one either. Now she's running for Governor, and while I love her politics ("Small Government is Beautiful"), I fear that she may siphon crucial votes away from the first serious Republican candidate in four years, Mitt Romney. I don't know a lot about him, except that he's conservative, rich, and a lot less political than most Mass-holes. I also think it's crucial to keep Democrats out of the Governor's office, since that would give us a completely one-party government and allow the Dems to do anything they wanted. As the system has been the last 10 years, both sides have to resort to referenda for major decisions, and you all know how much I love direct democracy!

Anyway, when I started that post it was with the intention of encouraging you all to attend Carla's talk at Northeastern in the "Meet the Candidates" series hosted by the Political Science department. I think it's Monday at 11:45 in the Raytheon Room (I refuse to call that broom closet an "amphitheatre"), and I'm disappointed that I can't make it due to a class activity (we're eating at an Arabic restaurant in Downtown Crossing to learn to order food in Arabic).

Jeningrad?

The Boss is out, and he's been sniffing around his old haunts. After a three hour tour of Ramallah, he spoke with Western news agencies, and told CNN that "Jenin has turned into Jeningrad". OK, Arafat, we know you have delusions of grandeur... but seriously, Jeningrad?

Arafat's idea of media relations aside, it's encouraging to see him out, and things back to normal. Normal, I should clarify, involves a lot of name calling between Sharon and Arafat. Arafat calls the Nativity Church siege a "religious crime"; Sharon says peace is not possible with Arafat and threatens to lock him out of the West Bank if he ever leaves. Arafat calls the Israeli government terrorists, Nazis and racists. Meanwhile, Colin Powell, who is proving to be the most admirable man in this whole mess, invites both sides to a summer conference, which I must say sounds disturbingly similar to Camp David II of just two years ago. This time the stakes will be much lower, of course, and I'm especially glad that Bush and Powell - unlike Clinton - are bringing Europe, Russia, and the U.N. into the mix, which gives it much more credibility in the eyes of the Arabs. This move was especially well timed - it kept Congress' reprehensible pro-Israel bill off the front pages, hopefully forestalling anti-American riots and suchlike.

Even the New York Times understands the immaturity of the legislative action:
Even after appeals to delay the resolutions, members of Congress both parties rushed to assert their solidarity with Israel, which has strong support from two influential political constituencies, Jewish Democrats and Christian conservatives.
Their actions served to complicate the already delicate diplomacy that Mr. Bush is trying to conduct to end the violence and restart negotiations.
In emotional debate, House members and Senate members, from the left and from the right, repeatedly branded Mr. Arafat a "terrorist" and a "despot." A minority of lawmakers expressed reservations about the policies of Mr. Sharon.

The disparity between the actions of the administration and the legislature really underscore the professionalism of the Bush administration - he isn't grandstanding for votes, and even though he's no foreign-policy president he understands that there are bigger issues at stake and delegates authority to those who know what they're doing. This may seem like no small thing, but it's a sharp divergence from the Clinton White House. For a president who was supposed to be despised worldwide, Bush has done a lot to salvage his image.
Did I Ever Mention...
...that my sister Keziah is in the French national championships for high school girls javelin? Apparently the track coach saw her playing other sports and recruited her for discus and javelin. And apparently she's good. I'm actually surprised that she agreed to try and has done so well; two years ago she threw her shoulder out pitching softball and has had to be easy on her right shoulder ever since. I guess she's healthy... remember to stand at least 30 yards away whenever she's holding a pointy stick!!

Haikus

Thanks Davezilla
Excellent haiku news page
Now it's linked here.

I'm also adding
A better Arab news source
At ArabNews.com

Please post your comments
As five-seven-five haiku
Keep spirit alive.

Shameless Plug

Hey folks, c'mon down to Randolph Community Theatre this weekend to see the Music Man! My sister Polly and a lot of my friends are in it, I'm doing stage crew. Drop me a note or give me a call (696-9840) if you want to come; rides can probably be arranged for NU people.

5.02.2002

Pictures

Thanks to Dan for getting his pictures of all the recent Model UN's, Model Arab Leagues, and our trip to Cairo online. You can't blackmail me with them now because I'm publicizing them. Ha!

5.01.2002

Division of Labor

I like the new strategy for getting to Sharon and Arafat; instead of the US playing a mediating role and pretending to be neutral, the US will team up with Saudi Arabia et al, like two groups of friends cooperating to get a friend from each group out of the fight. The Arabs will try and convince Arafat and others to back off, and the Bush administration will do the same with our ally Sharon. Though it may not get results, this is less likely to backfire on the US - if we're seen as pulling Israel more than pushing Palestine, that helps our image in the eyes of Arabs and the world in general. Likewise, if the Arab states position themselves to the centre of Arafat, pulling him forward rather than back, they'll seem more rational and are more likely to be able to make a seperate peace with Israel, which is key to forcing the Palestinians to agree to a compromise. OK, maybe this whole plan won't be executed, and maybe it is the result of the long-term alliance between the House of Saud and the House of George, but

Statistics

Great statistical analysis by Professor Carl Morris, referred by Bambino's Curse. My only criticism is the fact that "big" innings skew this analysis, and I think that NERV should have a sister stat measuring the likelihood of scoring at least one run in the inning; managers are often in situations where they need to manufacture a run. Even early in the game, or when it's a one-run game, it can be important to score a run, especially when facing a daunting pitcher, to jump-start the offense. Anyway, I love baseball statistics.

50 Million Frenchmen and One American Can't Be Wrong

And a million of them hit the streets en masse to protest the right-wing candidate Le Pen today alone. What's interesting is that my sister is out there protesting too! A few days ago my parents had to email her school a permission slip saying she was allowed to participate in protests and miss school. I guess a few hundred kids from another school showed up at hers, and she and a few hundred from her school joined them, and they went to a few other schools before marching down to the City Hall and the train station to rally and make speeches and stuff. Now that's a real cultural exchange!

Happy Birthday to U

I mean, to Z. He's 21, right? That's just scary! Anyway, don't drink too much tonight, Mister Twentyoneyearold, and we eagerly await any stories of your first birthday as a legal drinker and a non-single.
And a happy May Day to all my communist readers, and a happy Northeastern Day to all my NU readers! I'm going down to the plaza in front of the Library right now to get free stuff right now.

Stupid Is As Stupid Does

OK, this goes on the all-time most embarressing moments list: I locked myself out of my running car. Yes, you read right, my running car. Yeah. I've heard it all. Don't ask me how, I don't rightly know. What's truly amazing is that they allow someone so forgetful as to lock himself out of his running car to then turn around and drive home. I mean, with that kind of mental capacity, wouldn't you expect this mentally feable driver to forget to brake when the person in front of him does (oh wait, I did that in real life), or drive into a telephone pole because he forgot how to use the steering wheel? Taking your keys with you is a pretty basic skill. Driving? Heck, that's so complicated and dangerous that you have to get a license for it! I can't do the first, and society expects that I can ably do the second, much more difficult, task? Yikes, we live in a ridiculous culture.

So anyway, I had gone to pick my sister up in Randolph after her "Music Man" rehearsal (come see the show! May 3-4-5 at Randolph High). As soon as I left the car I realized my error, checked all the doors, and then asked a nearby cop for help. She radioed in support, who arrived ten minutes later and fiddled around with a SlimJim for a few minutes before admitting that "we don't really know how to use these. They just hand 'em to us and tell us to do our best; we're not trained." Fortunately a friend of ours, Joe Hess, worked as a mechanic, and nimbly opened the car with a screwdriver and antenna; it was a lot easier because it was running, he just had to lightly push the power window control and that opened it up, praise God. We were really, really grateful, so thanks to Joe for this one!

Blind Date

Have you ever been in a group of guys where everybody likes the same girl? Yeah. I've been in a few of those; it's no fun. And (of course) so has Z; in fact, my suspicions tell me he might be in one right now. His friends, with whom he drove to the outdoor concert, were less than supportive when Z was the only one invited to drive back with the jumper-cable chick (Grace). It's only to be expected that they give him a little friendly ribbing; your posse is always there to keep your feet on the ground, make sure you don't go over the moon for some girl, all that brotherly stuff. However, the role of a man's friends in a romantic relationship goes completely awry if one (or more) of them has a crush on the same chick. Instead of acting in the best interests of you and of the group, they begin to slide their own interests - including getting that girl single again - into the mix, sometimes with disasterous consequences.

Now, I don't know if that's what happened in Z's case; all I have is a mixed bag of facts, and I'm suggesting a motive based on the facts. As some of you may know, Z hasn't been hanging around with these guys for too long; some of his old friends are graduating, and he wants to expand his social circle, so he consciously decided to pursue friendships with these guys. When the mandatory period of good-natured ribbing about his dates with Grace began, he protested that they weren't "official" or "girlfriend/boyfriend" or "going steady" or whatever you want to call it; he maintained that he was still single, and bragged once that he could even go on a date with a different girl he was so free. That was his first mistake. Perhaps desiring to see Z and Grace break up, perhaps just pushing their friend to the limit, they jumped on this opportunity, and coerced him, in their very low-key, manly way, to live up to his boast. His second mistake was his line of defense, the standard "I don't know anybody else that I'd want to take out". His pals volunteered their matchmaking services, and there was no way out but to swallow his pride and eat crow, which would involve giving up a lot of machismo. Needless to say, that was his third mistake - he didn't. He stuck with his words, and was amused by the idea of a blind date, so he said he'd go to Olaf's Diner with whoever they came up with.

This is where Z's old set of friends comes in. His new buddies, though they had male-bonded with Z, didn't really know his life or his circle of friends. However, they did know one or two, and they talked to one of his female friends about the idea. She had her own ideas, and in all the best traditions of competitive romance, decided to turn the friends' plan and Z's brinksmanship on their heads all at the same time. A little scheming, a few whispered phone calls later, and she had the perfect match, she swore it. The guys swallowed the bait; hook, line, and sinker, and proceeded to tell the blind date candidate exactly when and where to meet Z. Then they proceeded to build it up to Z, who was in great suspense and highly entertained.

I've never done it, but I'm sure waiting for a blind date makes time pass slowly. She wasn't more than five minutes late, but Z had entered an extreme state of anticipation by the time his date showed up. Z couldn't have been more surprised; his date, known on this blog's comment pages as "L", was his sister. Seeing as Z hadn't had any great expectations out of the date, and he really didn't want to alienate Grace, after the initial shock he was quite pleased that his friends had made sure that his date was none other than his beloved sister, L. So the laugh is on the friends, who walked away from this one with their tails between their proverbial legs, much farther from seperating Z and Grace than they had thought they were before.