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Sun. Sept. 4, 2005
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View 1968 -- The Rolling Stones latest tune, "Street Fighting Man" is banned in Chicago & other American cities where authorities fear it will "incite riots & other forms of public disorder." Sunday Sermon XIV: Designing Men The recent Sunday Sermons have dealt (to the point of overload, no doubt) with the resurgence of creationism, especially as popularized in the school of Intelligent Design. As I pointed out, the Scopes Trial didn't end anything; Scopes -- as directed as a matter of strategy by Clarence Darrow -- was actually convicted, tho it was overturned on a technicality. A recent Slate article gives a useful, concise history of how the anti-evolutionists have been hanging on all these years, plotting their re-taking of school curricula. It's well worth reading, & gives me a chance to catch up on these entries. Note: Darrow himself -- whose autobiography was one of my earliest influences (certainly in his defense of justice for labor & opposition to the death penalty) as I began devouring the Milwaukee Public Library's small collection of books on atheism as a child -- was such a skeptic himself that he disbelieved in the existence of atoms, characterized as being mostly empty space. He felt that matter had to be solid, & he was suspicious of any theory that told him otherwise. One does think he would have come around by now, but there is a moral there. Especially since his adversary at the trial, William Jennings Bryan, was a pacifist & Populist whose consistent defense of the ordinary American earned him the moniker "the Great Commoner." He was a tireless worker for women's suffrage [Wikipedia], as well as an opponent of US militarism, even if also as invincibly ignorant on some matters of science as Darrow. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Wed. Aug. 31, 2005
Frameless Prodding the Beast [Pt. 5] [1893 -- US: Scheduled to speak to the unemployed, with incitement to riot for her August 21 speech. "The people have only as much liberty as they have the intelligence to want & the courage to take." Journal Sentinel -- as documented in previous entries in this series -- has been piling up editing infractions that have been overlooked here for a while because of the demands of current events. But we can catch up on some of the more obvious recent errors before taking up some pressing social & political concerns. A JS repeat from John Schmid on the front page of Aug. 19 refers to UWM "as a catalyst that can bolster the city's transition to to a knowledge-driven economy. . . ." But as I pointed out on the ReMediaL Writing page, a catalyst is itself unchanged by a given process; it could hardly be argued that UWM itself won't be changed, if not transformed, by undertaking this mission. The same error was committed by Kathleen Gallagher -- confusing catalyst with stimulus -- on the 1st page of the Business Section of Feb. 7, 2004 in a story that called a $20 million gift to the business school "the catalyst" behind a proposed addition. But undoubtedly monetary gifts are meant to be changed -- that is, used up -- to effect such a result. Community Columnist Diane M. Hardy began her contribution to the JS's Perspectives page on Aug. 15 with the observation, "Like most Milwaukeeans, some of my earliest memories are of the Milwaukee Public Museum." Unfortunately the notoriously weak copy desk didn't care that she probably meant her earliest memories were like those of most Milwaukeeans, a somewhat different proposition. Jacquelyn Mitchard has herself been a stickler for proper usage, even chiding John Kerry for using over to mean more than, actually an accepted sense, in addition to meaning above. Still, in her column of Aug. 14, she writes of "cement stoops where fathers sat. . . ." I've pointed out that cement is an ingredient of concrete, the actual material used to construct the steps. An Aug. 14 guest editorial by James Rowen on the Milwaukee Public Museum & its persisting red ink would have us "Staunch its flow. . . ." Of course, blood & red ink call for us to stanch them; staunch is something for a critic of the JS's notoriously weak copy desk to be in the face of continued incompetence. In a long JS article on the history of the blues & the Mississippi delta in the Sunday Travel section of Aug. 14, freelancer Larry Widen would have it that "The blues literally came out of the Mississippi dirt. . . ." But remarkable tho the influence of those environs may have been, even keeping one's ear to the ground would probably not have let one hear the blues being born -- a musician or mechanical device being the usual means for appreciating that art form. Don't expect the confusion with figuratively to end at the JS anytime soon, though, if its history there is an indication. Before then, this compilation will resume with a new heading. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sun. Aug. 28, 2005
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[New World: Anne Hutchinson Banished from Boston because of her independent religious views -- 1591] Sunday Sermon XIII: Weird Science & Spaghetti The previous Sunday Sermon about Intelligent Design [ID] that dealt with the newly revived attempt to bring creationism into the schools (or at least provided links to scientists who dealt with the principles involved) brought several responses. One is from Phil Wroblewski in California -- whom I quoted the first time around to start the discussion -- who seems either to be converting to my viewpoint that ID is not science or misunderstood himself the thrust of his own earlier position: Mike: I was simply amazed at the stats. At how different America seems to be. I was not advocating ID as science and neither was Bush. ID and science are separate realms. I just happen to subscribe to both. To me science uncovers how God thought (thinks?) about the universe. This is not a uniquely PHIL position as you well know. But science is exactly what ID's adherents ardently claim it to be. The references speak for themselves; the claim on equal classroom time certainly would be rejected by the Supreme Court if it were touted as religion. To claim it is simply a separate realm, a philosophy to debate which has no scientific standing is OK with me, as long as it is not presented as that very science which Phil, at least, admits that it is not. But Bush -- tho not using the term science in the short direct quotes reprinted by the media -- leaves no doubt that, as with creationism in general, ID is deserving of equal treatment with evolution; in short, of treatment as a scientific claim [as Majority Leader Bill Frist explicitly claimed]: Bush Endorses Intelligent Design & Creationism For a long time now, President George W. Bush has avoided saying anything about evolution -- was that a smart move or a sign that he simply didn't understand the questions? Today, he has come out in favor of teaching "Intelligent" Design in public schools. Is this an effort to please his base or a sign of stupidity?. . . [from About.com] . . . he supports exposing people to “different ideas” when those ideas support his religious beliefs, but I don’t suppose he feels the same way when those ideas might undermine his religious beliefs. Besides, science class isn’t an appropriate venue for talking about “different ideas” simply for the sake of exposing kids to “different ideas.” Science class is a place where students should learn the best ideas which science currently has to offer -- and “Intelligent” Design doesn’t rate even a brief mention, much less full-scale instruction. But if science classes are not the place for ID, that leaves only comparative religion or perhaps folklore studies or social anthropology -- again, fine with me, but why not include Wicca, or Native American creation myths, or Satanism & atheism, all of which have their believers? I don't think that's going to happen, but let's lobby the school boards -- after all, they have a lot of money waiting for new academic endeavors. But if ID isn't scientific, its adherents know it has no point, since biology & biochemistry are moving along just fine without it -- its only reason for being is to scientifically prove there is a designer, a creator, undoubtedly God herself. But Phil, by renouncing it as science, is already left standing at the schoolhouse door. He reached that position not only through (presumably) admiration for the work of Michael Behe & other creationist biochemists (those who speculate about the blood-clotting mechanism & the development of bacterial flagellum) but also some sort of awe at the workings of the universe in general, despite my best efforts to paraphrase & link to the conclusions of scientists who long ago dealt with just such scientific misconceptions as Irreducible Complexity [IC], however attractive they may be as spiritual comfort food. He hasn't given up on that approach, though in an exchange with a friend that he sent along he recognizes that all that is just speculation, or "stories" that should be "respected" & "no ultimate answer." His friend Steve wrote: . . . 75% of the population are “believers”….they just want to be heard and taken seriously…..respect the belief……..why piss on their shoes and pretend you are doing them a favor?.... maybe you don’t hear the contempt….but I do. Phil responded: That’s what I’m saying in the first place….these are two different theories…one scientific and the other religious….I don’t see why they BOTH can’t be respected….for what they are….Stories…..I don’t see why one or the other has to TRIUMPH over the other. There is no evidence for ID and no ultimate answer in Darwin…….why should one scoff at the other?........scientific truth is all about probabilities….so what can make anyone so absolutely certain and superior?..... I, for one, will continue to scoff simply because civilization is built on the scientific method, responsible for everything from life-saving advances in medicine to the exploration of the apparently deity-free heavens -- & thus is as naturally inimical to organized religion (which typically saw AIDS as a form of divine punishment for gays) as it is to Easter Bunny & Santa Claus myths, though I will try to be respectful -- as one humors small children -- except in actual debate. But the sound you hear is me pissing with contempt on someone's fundamentalist shoes because . . . well, because they want to kill us. At least we heretics, as well as Jews, homosexuals, mothers in precarious health forced to give birth, heathens, Islamists (followers of a "certain demonic presence in that city" [Mogadishu, Somalia] according to Lt. Gen. William Boykin "that God revealed to me as the enemy," in speeches at a Southern Baptist evangelism conference & the First Baptist Church of Daytona Beach, Fla.). A South American leader, Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez, was proposed for assassination by Pat Roberts, founder of the Christian Broadcast Network. Sects ranging from Catholics to liberal Unitarian pinkos to that of the Sikh murdered because he wore a turban have been targeted at one time or another, while Federal money is used for abstinence-only education & clubs that solicit oaths of virginity until marriage & ostracize non-conformists). As Sharon Lerner wrote in The Nation [Aug. 11] in an article not online: Louisiana Purchase: The Feds Recruit Culture War Cadets Though by law it [Louisiana's Governor's Program on Abstinence, or GPA] is supposed to focus only on promoting abstinence outside marriage, Louisiana's program also connects young people to the broader conservative politics surrounding the abstinence-only movement. The strategy helps turn out the next generation of foot soldiers who can, in turn, provide the grassroots political support necessary to perpetuate such programs in the long term. Such abstinence-only education refrains from saying anything positive about birth control, thus contributing to the rare deaths from abortion & the certain deaths of fetuses -- especially as the targeted teens drift away to he forbidden pleasures, ignorant. It's a hatred of varying degrees, directed at various groups at different times, but a history of repression that can be documented from the Inquisition to the Salem witch trials to the Scopes' trial (remember, Scopes lost & was fined, tho it was overturned on appeal) to the present. In Maryland, a rational sex education course that included proper use of condoms was sabotaged over its sympathetic treatment of gays, thus abetting deaths from STDs. If not threatened with death, we are presumed subject to eternal tortures; meanwhile, those choosing abortion would be criminalized, including rape victims and 12-year-olds and 50-year-olds, women carrying Tay-Sachs fetuses and women at risk of heart attack or stroke, women who have all the children they can handle and women who don't want children at all. while their doctors would be jailed (if not bombed to oblivion first), notwithstanding that illegal abortions would result in many otherwise avoidable deaths. as urged by the deceptively-named Feminists for Life, a group whose "resources links are all to Christian groups," writes Katha Pollitt in The Nation (Aug. 29, 2005). Similarly, impediments to embryonic research would punish those of all persuasions who happened to be dying from the wrong untreatable maladies. How much has changed with the fundamentalists since the clergy of Ben Franklin's time condemned the use of his lightning rod in 1752 because lightning bolts obviously came from heaven to destroy dwellings while the rain kept the neighbors' home unscathed, thus demonstrating a direct retribution from God? Only 60 years earlier, 14 women & five men were hung as witches. But the persecutors aren't true Christians, we're told. They certainly think they are, as much as the Muslim terrorist thinks he is representing all of Islam; arguments to the contrary do little to deter the bomber or comfort the maimed & dead. But surely the Christian right doesn't hate Jews today -- they are being counted on to build a new Jerusalem appropriate to the Second Coming, after all (never mind that then they will get their divine retribution). Well, the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel reports on Aug. 30 from Colorado Springs that an Air Force task force at the Academy investigated allegations that "evangelical Christians wield so much influence [there] that anti-Semitism and other forms of religious harassment have become pervasive," & issued "new guidelines for religious tolerance." And it appears the administration's evangelical Christians will connive with Shiite Iraqis to form a theocracy there, too, as Ruth Conniff writes in her Aug. 29 Online Column for The Progressive: Islam will be the official religion of Iraq and "a main source of legislation," according to the New York Times. "Clerics would more than likely sit on the Supreme Court, and judges would have broad latitude to strike down legislation that conflicted with the religion." In addition, "Clerics would be given a broad, new role in adjudication of family disputes like marriage, divorce, and inheritance." So much for women's rights. To take just one recent case of homegrown intolerance (there are more on the site) towards atheists, from About.com: David M. Zuniga (apparently a “leader” of the Constitution Party of Texas) explains that he would treat atheists worse than theists if he served as a juror in a court case:
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Tue. Aug. 23, 2005
Frameless View [Sacco & Vanzetti Executed -- 1927] The Progressive magazine of July 2005 reports that Milwaukee's own Wobbly anarchist & Poet, artist, and peace activist Carlos Cortez died at his Chicago home earlier this year. Best known for his linoleum-cut and wood-cut graphics, he captured the dignity of oppressed people. The Smithsonian Institution and the Museum of Modern Art in New York display his art, as do community centers. Born and raised in Milwaukee, Cortez was imprisoned for eighteen months as a conscientious objector during World War II. In 1947, he joined the Industrial Workers of the World [IWW] and later became a columnist and editor of its paper, The Industrial Worker. During the 1970s, he was part of Chicago's Chicano muralist movement, and in 1975, he helped found Movimiento Artistico Chicano (MARCH). He did not survive on his art; he worked in factories. In addition to his graphic artistry, Cortez wrote three books of poetry and was board president of Charles H. Kerr publishers [working-class publishing house] for twenty years. There is not much more text there, but included are almost two pages of his bold graphics memorializing Joe Hill, Lucy (Gonzalez) Parsons, faceless campesinos, families of murdered Guatemalans, & more. But I knew the name & remembered him from my early days at UW-Milwaukee & gatherings on the East Side at the home of the Gibsons -- writers, poets & activists themselves, with a following of appreciative students. I have written about Barbara & Morgan in a Literary History of the East Side, & looking back I see Carlos was mentioned there as "an old-time Wobbly," though of course he was much more, as the accomplishments listed in The Progressive hint at. But he moved to Chicago in 1965 (the story I got from Barbara was that he had inherited some money from his grandmother), & I didn't get to know him. But he was impressive -- large, dark & bearded in Tex-Mex outfits of cowboy boots & hat, Indian jewelry & such, as some obits point out. To my mind, sort of rough but good-natured at the same time. And obits there are -- tho not in the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel -- testament to someone who made quite an impact in the world of labor organizing, poetry of the street & art dedicated to the underclass. A Google search of his name yields some 10,500 hits, while narrowing it down to those with Milwaukee relevance produces about 350. (There is another prominent Carlos Cortez, a "professor of history at the University of California-Riverside . . . a leading expert in the field of Latino history." Morgan himself mentions our Cortez in his Rexroth bio, Revolutionary Rexroth: Poet of East West Wisdom, where he wrote of Rexroth: Like Kenneth Patchen, Paul Goodman [another Gibson visitor], William Everson, William Stafford, Carlos Cortez, and other anarchist and pacifist writers, he refused on ethical grounds to kill impersonal "enemies," even for a government less unjust than the totalitarian states. And in the section on Rexroth's letters to Gibson (1957 to 1979): I asked my friend Carlos Cortez, an editor of the IWW's Industrial Worker in Chicago, to send him The Little Red Songbook. Over the years he had many showings & tributes, including the Milwaukee WobFest of 2003 & Detroit, where Country Joe McDonald appeared Feb. 24, 2001 for the IWW "in celebration of the artwork and poetry of Carlos Cortez." ArtScope.net has an extensive review (with illustrations) of his art & aesthetic tradition based on a Chicago exhibition that ran until January 2000 -- & whatever else he may be noted for, a sign of his earthiness is seen in his passion for engraving heavily-outlined big-breasted "native" women with huge, prominent nipples visible even under their rags, or naked, at least until his first heart attack in 1993. until 1-1/2 years before his death.) But the outpouring initiated by his death at 81 is remarkable & touching; it is obvious he was admired & loved. The Rebel Graphic Web site tribute begins: The artwork and creative methodology that Carlos Cortez employed in his artistic endeavors are a rare gift that we will treasure, always. Carlos used the old methods such as wood block and linocut to create precious glimpses of the struggles of working people and their families.
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Sun. Aug. 21, 2005
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[Mexico: Leon Trotsky dies of wounds inflicted by a Stalinist assassin yesterday -- 1940] [Note: It was an ice axe, not an ice pick --M.Z.] & Sun. Aug. 14, 2005 [US: Henry David Thoreau jailed for tax resistance to the Mexican War, Massachusetts -- 1846] Sunday Sermon XII: Complex Ignorant Arguments [Two-week special] A former Milwaukeean & Republican voter named Phil, (who appears on the Zonyx website) should have a somewhat scientific turn of mind, since he is a practicing psychologist. He is also a dedicated Z-Blog reader in California. Actually, I have no idea if he reads it or not, but this is a faith-based journal -- I have faith that someone must read it. Anyway, he frequently e-mails a select few on his list, some of whom don't even mind, mostly on subjects dear to conservatives (he calls himself a recovering socialist). I read them & sometimes reply, but I also decided a while back that if I were going to spend my time researching & writing, it would have to be for a larger audience. Hence Z-Blog for social & media criticism & the Sunday Sermon for straight talk on religion, as I promised my dying mother. Sort of. (It involves the sex life of Gloria Swanson, on earth & in heaven, among other things.) At any rate, I needed a good topic, & his latest message is sort of a hodge-podge on evolution & the recent hot topic of intelligent design [ID], based on the online mag Slate (selectively chosen, to be sure; check it out), which he accepts as proving the existence of a creator -- most of its proponents do, though some are coy about calling it God. The subject is certainly in the news, after several decades of neglect [it is after all, only a reworking of William Paley's [1802] flawed watchmaker argument], during which time the fundamentalists were apparently re-tooling for another assault on logic & reason, until they found the right tool. The president got into the news with an apparently fair-minded call for balance:
Bush
essentially endorsed efforts by Christian
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Sat. Aug. 13, 2005
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Prodding the Beast [Pt. 4] Copy desks, even the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel's notoriously weak version, concern themselves not only with grammatical errors & misspellings but the logic & meaning of phrases & sentences -- at least, they should. A few recent examples of failing in this regard are more amusing, or at least intriguing, than the other, reoccurring errors often dealt with here. A cut line below a photo in Dennis Getto's recent review [Fri. Aug. 5] of the Cedarburg Bistro reads: Although some service flaws need fine-tuning, the . . . Bistro's menu . . . needs no further refinements. Surely the flaws need correcting or eliminating, not fine-tuning; a fine-tuned flaw is, after all, still a flaw until it is completely gone. And the Quick Hit editorial note by Richard Foster -- whose copy the desk may be too timid to tamper with -- [Mon. Aug. 1] writes of Saudi Arabia's Ambassador Prince Bandar, a "smooth operator," that: He [Bandar] is the sort of person who could put Osama bin Laden in a prison cell or even on death row and thank Bandar for having done him a favor. Say what? Something is missing here. Obviously, any thanking would not be done by Bandar himself, as the quote reads. The editorial page, of course, is the centerpiece of any paper, & should presumably receive the most care. Going back to Jim Stingl's column of Fri. Feb. 7, 2003, another reference that shouldn't have slipped by the desk is found. He writes about Werner the Turner, a mannequin donated to Turner Hall in Downtown Milwaukee, put on display -- wearing a "moth-eaten" 100-year-old gymnast leotard -- that was stolen, perhaps during a party for Marquette University students. No problem (& an amusing enough column), except that Stingl speculates about the college students with their dirty minds dreaming up indignities for Werner, "all vulnerable . . . in his reptilian spandex with the plunging neckline." It is true that a website documenting the history of spandex (after some unrelated material) begins: Although noted historians and scientists alike have dedicated their lives to its study, many of Spandex's true origins remain shrouded in mystery. While the earliest evidence dates from Neolithic cultures of about 5000 B.C., the production of Spandex was known to have been practiced by many peoples, particularly in Africa, Peru, Ireland and New Jersey. Sadly, examples of prehistoric Spandex are extremely rare because of the edibility of those early fibers. It was not until recent years, with the advent of advanced DNA technology that researchers under the tutelage of Dr. F.E. Tunalu, were able to decipher the complex strands of the Spandex fibraic code, now believed to be the basis for today's Le Moo Francaise. . . . But a more skeptical reader than Stingl might pursue the subject further, & find in About.com's History of Fabrics under Spandex that: In 1942, William Hanford and Donald Holmes invented polyurethane together. Polyurethane is the basis of a novel type of elastomeric fiber known generically as spandex. It is a man-made fiber (segmented polyurethane) able to stretch at least 100% and snap back like natural rubber. It replaced the rubber used in women's underwear. Spandex was created in the late 1950s, developed by E. I. du Pont de Nemours & Company, Inc. The first commercial production of spandex fiber in the United States began in 1959. Knowing this, one might reasonably conclude that the 100-year-old garment was not spandex, reptilian or otherwise, though at least the generic lower-case is in order. Still, the fact that the man-made polyurethane was "moth-eaten" might have been a clue. Though transgressions have been piling up, I hope to finish this latest roundup of JS editing errors with the next Prodding the Beast [Pt. 5], before starting anew with a different heading. It's a never-ending task. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sun. Aug. 7, 2005
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Sunday Sermon XI: Flagging Desecration The recent passage by the House of an amendment to ban the desecration of the flag has, of course, religious implications to consider on this Wednesday version of the Sunday Sermon, as well as word-usage issues properly taken up by Z-Blog. Desecration is a religious term -- to blaspheme or de-sacralize -- a religious icon. But the US flag is not a religious symbol; to pass this amendment is a big step towards legitimating a religious view of government, & promoting an official religion. Many commentators have notice this -- a Googling of flag desecration produce about 440,000 hits which will turn up many critiques of the bill. But a quick check of a few of the top entries -- including the reliable About.com & its Atheism site probably sum up all that is necessary to deal intelligently with the controversy. But an especially fascinating pictorial view of the ramifications of such a ban is found on cartoonist Tom Tomorrow's This Modern World blog [highly recommended in any case] for June 24, 2005 under Greg Saunders' link. [scroll down page] For example, what constitutes a flag? Does writing on one, as George W. Bush apparently did with his autograph, amount to desecration? Does it matter whether disrespect is in the perpetrator's mind? Who does the mind-reading, & using what standards? Check it out. Is this a flag? Nice try, smartass. That's a t-shirt with a picture of a flag. Even though we've got all the details right, the object in the picture above isn't a flag because what surrounds the red, white, and blue rectangular image makes it a shirt. How about this then? . . . [continued on site, with photo of Bush caught in the act] [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Fri. Aug. 5, 2005
Frameless View Prodding the Beast [Pt. 3] Maybe today's educated reader sees nothing wrong with: "By focusing on the past, the Kerry alibi allows Democrats to avoid engaging the future," [Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, E. J. Dionne Perspectives column, June 10, that blamed Kerry for his defeat (as well he should be, I say)]; or, "The place comes with a roof, 64,000 seats and an alibi," [sports writer Dale Hoffman, JS, Nov. 18, 2002, on fan noise in the Metrodome]. But I do, since it has such a clear, lengthy definition other than excuse that is nevertheless conveyed in just one word. So I have to fall back on what the experts I consult did when they wrote their reference books: Look at several authorities & make a decision. Where plausible disagreement exists, the best course is to give a sense of the arguments -- probably coming down on one side or the other -- & letting the reader decide. Thus, no one seriously defends moot in the sense of being irrelevant, or aggravate as a synonym for irritate, but hopefully is almost standard in the usage, "Hopefully, (something-or-other) will take place." That is, it is to be hoped, not in a hopeful manner (the original, preferred definition). Minimize, on yet another hand, it seems, is undergoing a debatable transition. So it is with alibi, as I consult my authorities (such as Theodore M. Bernstein), who in turn had consulted their authorities. And I am disappointed that out of the big 3 I looked at (the Internet & my own limited dictionary being 2 others I regularly go to), Bernstein himself, in The Careful Writer, states, "An alibi in present day usage is not merely an excuse; it is frequently an invented excuse intended to transfer responsibility. . . . It is driving the primary, legal meaning into the background. In the legal sense alibi means a plea of having been elsewhere than at the scene. . . . the two meanings are going to have to coexist." [Bernstein offers more argument on the usefulness of both meanings, but Hoffman's rendition doesn't even seem to survive that distinction; he merely confuses alibi & excuse.] Nevertheless, Fowler's Oxford Modern English Usage calls the newer meaning "weakened colloquial," & my permissive Webster's New World Dictionary also labels it colloquial, while my new (15th ed., 2003) Chicago Manual of Style says, "Avoid this as a synonym for excuse." So I am going to have to overrule Bernstein on this; one doubts, however, that anyone on the JS's weak copy desk ever reads him now, even though the former copy chief Tom Barber hopefully loaned me his edition in 1965. It is just their ignorance that lets such informal copy, at best, slide by. To be continued in Prodding the Beast [Pt. 4] [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sun. July 31, 2005
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Sunday Sermon X: The Simpson System If the previous Sunday Sermon IX was somewhat heavy, dealing as it did with some odd family behavior, there is a more contemporary family with great insights into the nuances of religion: the Simpsons (& their fellow TV citizens). Beginning with: "Prayer has no place in the public schools, just like facts have no place in organized religion." --School Superintendent on "The Simpsons" episode #100, 1994 & more on http://www.atheistempire.com/greatminds/more.html (scroll down for Simpsons). Beginning with bonus quotes from other notables less recognized by the public today. If these still leave you with deep theological concerns, distract yourself with yet another question for the age from Jim Eukey: Hi Y’all, I have stumbled upon what may be the best question(s) I have ever asked: What is the name of our solar system? Why has no one, to my knowledge, asked about the name of our solar system? I have sent letters to the editors of the NY Times, Manchester Guardian, PBS Online, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel etc asking these questions. As far as I know, there is no name for our solar system. Did we simply forget to name it or …?? How about a naming contest? My suggestions are Fred or Beverly. Best regards Jim I sent my answer to: jeukey@wi.rr.com You may wish to do likewise. Although I wrote that its name is simply the solar system (or our solar system) since there is no other planetary system that centers on Sol -- our sun -- I do think Mike has a nice ring to it, suitable to the brilliance of the object at the center of the thing described. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Sat. July 30, 2005
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Prodding the Beast [Pt. 2] The first part of this entry [Part 1] promised to take up again the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel's weak copy desk, with some recent examples. Some are repeats, with links back to the original offenses, in some cases including e-mails exchanged with the responsible reporters.
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Sun. July 24, 2005
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Sunday Sermon IX: Barney & Lot's Daughters Readers of Sunday Sermon VIII may have noticed some mildly critical remarks about the Bible, namely that it is "vile, cruel & error-ridden." Examples that allow one to judge for oneself abound on the Internet; from one site here is something for connoisseurs of incest, drunkenness & blackouts & all descendants of the Moabites & Ammonites today (you know who you are): 30 Lot and his two daughters left Zoar and settled in the mountains, for he was afraid to stay in Zoar. He and his two daughters lived in a cave. 31 One day the older daughter said to the younger, "Our father is old, and there is no man around here to lie with us, as is the custom all over the earth. 32 Let's get our father to drink wine and then lie with him and preserve our family line through our father." 33 That night they got their father to drink wine, and the older daughter went in and lay with him. He was not aware of it when she lay down or when she got up. 34 The next day the older daughter said to the younger, "Last night I lay with my father. Let's get him to drink wine again tonight, and you go in and lie with him so we can preserve our family line through our father." 35 So they got their father to drink wine that night also, and the younger daughter went and lay with him. Again he was not aware of it when she lay down or when she got up. 36 So both of Lot's daughters became pregnant by their father. 37 The older daughter had a son, and she named him Moab [1] ; he is the father of the Moabites of today. 38 The younger daughter also had a son, and she named him Ben-Ammi [2] ; he is the father of the Ammonites of today. Genesis 19:30-38 I had a fundamentalist Aunt Esther outside of tiny Readstown, WI (Church of Christ, I believe, not to be confused with the Church of God) who told my mother she disapproved when I said something like, "Oh, my God," & hated gambling & its paraphernalia to the point where card games were forbidden in her house. (Roman soldiers gambled for Christ's garments, or something, don't you know.) Games played with substitute cards, like Touring, were OK. I got her to agree that the Stock Market was probably a form of gambling, but that didn't affect her position. But she totally opposed alcohol, & when I had the nerve at age 10 to point out they drank wine in the Bible, she said it was really grape juice. Ignoring the obvious point that grape juice would have fermented or spoiled in the heat -- no doubt the origin of wine-making in the first place -- I wish I could have pointed out that it was some pretty strong grape juice that Lot's daughters must have used to get the old coot drunk. My poor Uncle Barney would sometimes leave me in the truck when we stopped alone in town & he could duck into the local tavern for a shorty beer, but that was the extent of his reprieve from her strictures; even at a family reunion many years later when I offered him a cold one from my cooler he said he'd better not. Still, their little country cheese factory provided daily, warm rubbery curds that were a salty delight of my childhood. But with only 2 kids -- a son that drowned young in the Kickapoo River & a daughter -- Essie always gave the impression that her forays into the sexual were as repulsive to her as strong drink. Had Barney read the scriptures as closely as she thought she did, he might have noticed that the author of Genesis found nothing untoward about laying with one's daughter(s) -- after drinking some wine, of course, thus killing 2 birds with 1 stone -- 3 if you count perpetuating the lineage. Literalist (when it suited her purpose) Aunt Esther could hardly have objected. Besides, he was an Ammerman by name, perhaps one of the scattered Ammonites himself. For more comforting bedside reading, consult: http://www.westegg.com/morgan/bible.html [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Fri. July 22, 2005
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Prodding the Beast [Pt. 1] As a writer of critical e-mails to the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel -- mostly on matters of copy-editing deficiencies there, as this Website & Z-Blog demonstrate -- it is with some amusement I see that a revamping of that paper apparently to find favor with a younger, hipper readership was bannered in the Sunday, June 5 Crossroads section: We appreciate hearing from you, and here's why The entire front page of that section & half of page 2 consists of the big 3 of daily operations there, Editor Martin Kaiser, Managing Editor George Stanley & Editorial Page Editor O. Oscar Pimintel extolling the virtues of new design tweaks & outreach efforts -- including a readers' editorial board to meet with editors & a changing panel of 12 or more local columnists each serving one year -- presumably in the belief that declining readership can somehow be stanched. I doubt that it can -- even with those jazzy little quote-boxes on top of the editorial page & two new sections, replacing the failed youth-oriented Jump -- though I wish them well. I love newspapers, & I am happiest these days when I get up at whatever time & settle down with my juice & coffee & grapefruit & a new morning paper to read -- even though I am addicted to computers & the Internet & enjoy a plethora of magazines dealing with current events & humanistic studies. As well as the occasional novel I can fit in. I realize, of course, that it is the rise of those attractions & others (TV & talk radio, naturally, & more sports & entertainment events than ever) with the younger readers that have relegated newspapers to their declining position in American society, probably with no turning back. So I want the JS to thrive, though the traditional draws are sufficient for me -- news, features, editorials, other commentary, some hard-hitting investigative stuff, even comics -- & the rest is inconsequential window-dressing. With the possible exception of coverage of some first-rate scandals -- which papers have relied on from time immemorial to boost circulation -- nothing will help very much, though the explosion of print in the online world, forcing surfers to retain their familiarity with text & eventually experiment with their own journals & blogs & even forms of text-messaging, may serve to keep literacy alive & bring a new appreciation for daily print journalism -- perfect for retired baby-boomers to peruse, drinking designer coffee while reclining comfortably. Of course, to do it right takes several hours, more than most people can spare, even retirees. So I can't blame the JS honchos for trying, but their crowing really comes down to predictable boiler plate ideals straight from generations of high school journalism classes studying the "daily miracle" & "instant history," though Kaiser thinks it remarkable that "we will continue to expand how we listen to readers and answer their questions." After all, he writes, "Listening and engaging readers can be the best part of my job. Their insights often help improve the Journal Sentinel -- whether it is suggesting a story or telling us how much they like a particular comic." The only new wrinkle in this is the "greater interaction with readers," made possible by voice mail & e-mail. To that end, he noted, "we put e-mail addresses of reporters under staff members' bylines." In a similar self-congratulatory vein, Stanley writes about all the news they cover -- imagine that -- from politicians' visits & new products to car crashes, blazes, tornadoes touching down, the uplifting story of a gardener beautifying a neighborhood or a firefighter saving a life. Again, all well & good, though the paean to simple good journalism seems a (slick & skillful) restating of the obvious: Sometimes we write stories we wish we didn't have to write. It's our job to describe the way things are, not the way we wish they could be. That's how a self-governing community adjusts course, makes corrections and moves forward -- by examining problems, debating solutions and taking action. Problems left unattended in the shadows will spread and rot and fester. But shine a light on them , and bring them to the public's attention, and people of goodwill arrive to clean things up. It is easy to mock such platitudes, of course -- simply stating ideals won't draw one new reader, though over time their actual implementation could attract consistent notice -- and all that space is effectively wasted. But common practice calls for alerting the public to noticeable cosmetic changes, & it does then enter the institutional memory -- rallying the troops, so to speak, or marking a new era. By implication, of course, the same process of self-correction applies to a quasi-public institution like the Journal Sentinel itself. So there should be no doubt that small but persistent criticisms like my questioning of what I call the notoriously weak copy desk's editing proficiency is welcome there. Sure it is. Even more welcome -- because it gets to serious structural & philosophical weaknesses -- should be the recent insider's tell-all by former JS reporter Bruce Murphy in Milwaukee Magazine [July 2005, no longer online]. Titled In the Belly of the Beast, it follows his three-year stint there, a job that sprang up, one assumes, from his beating the JS on what used to be its strong suit, local government coverage, with the county employees' pension scandal. Details of that rip-off, which cost many an official his job -- including Democrat County Executive Tom Ament -- are well-known, & in any case are available elsewhere. But the picture Murphy paints is -- surprise! -- a great contrast to the platitudes of Kaiser & Miller. He starts with a description of the messy habits & irritating conduct of his co-workers, in the cramped, noisy "chaotic mess" of the common area that is the newsroom, surrounded by the relatively luxurious offices of the editors. Petty, perhaps, especially to someone who has been a daily reporter elsewhere, but The end result is an often strained newsroom where top editors drive the agenda, middle editors worry about their dictates and reporters take turns being confused and demoralized. Against all odds, good stories -- and an occasional great one -- get written, but you can't help but wonder why the paper can't be better. The story Murphy tells is of the tension between the two halves of the Journal Sentinel equation, with former editorially conservative weak sister Sentinel dominating the once-prestigious liberal Journal in personnel & philosophy for historical reasons he lays out. Another tension is that between very "hands-on" editors Kaiser & Stanley: Kaiser mostly listens, Stanley mostly talks. Kaiser is soft-spoken and introverted; Stanley is an extroverted declaimer. Stanley yearns to be a crusading journalist; Kaiser often applies the brakes. Stanley see evil in many places; Kaiser worries about fairness to all. Their opposing philosophies could combine to confuse reporters. . . . The result, especially in the absence of competition, is stories being held back out of editors' timidity or being edited to death or simply evaporating, examples of which Murphy supplies from his own experience. Still, the pressure was always on for new product & something to grab readers' attention -- while offending very few of them. And however much a crusading journalist Stanley might wish to be, he remains a suburban conservative, while Kaiser is seen as "more interested in sports and features than politics." One result, as Murphy sees it, is an anti-labor bias (the teachers' union) & kowtowing to the business community (Johnson Controls) and an avoidance of investigative material in general (& endorsing Republican Bob Dole for president in 1996). And despite perennial conservative complaints to the contrary, Murphy documents a right-leaning tilt "that can get absurd: Sometimes the Journal Sentinel runs stories with the Bush administration denying some claim or criticism that had never been published in the Milwaukee paper," and much other national news portraying the administration in a bad light is buried (scathing books by Treasury Secretary Paul O'Neill & terrorism consultant Richard Clarke) or available only to local readers of other publications ("rendition" of aliens for torture), while the "rebuttals" are front page news. Despite this, the paper is driven even further to the right by radio talk show host Charlie Sykes -- paid by the same parent corporation to be its self-imposed, albeit profitable, hair shirt -- for whom Stanley can never be conservative enough, but who tends to shape the agenda because commuter Stanley listens to him during morning drive time. There is much more, some substantive & some just enjoyable gossip, such as who is lazy (Crocker Stephenson, Tim Cuprisin) or vicious when protecting turf (Don Walker); good reporting & writing is recognized too (Whitney Gould, Tom Daykin). It must be said, though, that beyond the infighting, lack of muck-raking initiative & editing by committee, there are no real bombshells, & the reporters who were forced out after the merger often left as near-millionaires due to the abandoned employee stock ownership plan, while those remaining average $55,000 a year -- enough, I gather, to assuage the many "confused" reporters who would aspire to more challenging assignments. And some reporting, encouraged because it doesn't step on any local toes, such as the Made in China series on job & business loss or on chronic wasting disease in deer, is award-winning. I even think Murphy goes too far in his knee-jerk approval of the Journal's "challenging" of Milwaukee's "pro-German isolationists" in World War I that local Socialists such as Congressman Victor Berger believed were on target in condemning a capitalist war for profits at the expense of working class cannon fodder of many nations. But I began this because of my special interest (or obsession) with the JS's copy desk. It is odd that Murphy finds that The level of detail considered by copy editors was often impressive and at times maddening. Copy editors woke reporters at nights to niggle over nuances in a story. Can this be the copy desk whose derelictions I've been carping about here for several years, & writing e-mails to reporters & Stanley himself over? Murphy may have more than matters of grammar & usage in mind, but one would think if the desk is professional enough to question facts they would be inclined to attend to basics. If they are capable of it. Yet one can despair over the mistakes repeated continually: improper usage of aggravate, alibi, bakery, begs the question, disinterested, enormity, Frankenstein, gauntlet, invite, literally, livid, minimize, moot, nauseous & Ugly American, to name a few. For a detailed discussion & relevant e-mails, see ReMediaL Writing. Stanley himself writes with satisfaction that: Copy editors act as professional readers-- they check spelling, facts and grammar; seek answers to remaining questions; write headlines; proofread the pages; and make sure they get to the presses in time. . . . But if Murphy thinks they are on the job, & Kaiser prates about how valuable reader feedback is to the paper's drive to improvement, why did Stanley lecture me & threaten to cut off my e-mail access to reporters when I brought those errors to the appropriate parties' attention. Even if I had (sometimes) been sarcastic -- all right, a smart-ass -- it was well within the bounds of language a columnist might use any time, certainly never profane or insulting except in that I may have questioned someone's knowledge of English -- with proper citations, of course. And it was for a serious purpose, one that we are told the paper welcomes -- even Kaiser writes that "sometimes the readers are mad at us," but "their insights often help improve the Journal Sentinel." But Stanley accused me of hassling his sensitive reporters: Mr. Zetteler: Berating and insulting people with multiple emails is no way to communicate. It's merely a way to get your messages automatically forwarded to junk mail boxes. If you have something to say in the future, please write it in a civil manner and mail it, since you do not appear to be capable of using email responsibly. You may be impressed by your own intelligence, but we're not. Well, yes I am, but I've met few reporters who aren't. And their aggressiveness is usually considered a virtue by editors. Fortunately, this exchange & more -- including the offending corrections -- are available here, recorded so you may decide. Also by simply scrolling this journal or consulting the Index on the left. But it appears Murphy & I can agree one thing: to judge by his assessment, the JS management could honor its newly-expressed high-flown idealism by listening not so much to the public -- which in the aggregate is usually contradictory anyway -- as to its own reporters' concerns, over conflicting messages, lack of investigative drive & unseemly concern over right-wing critics. At the same time, if that public does take the trouble to offer constructive criticism over basic copy editing, sincere e-mails to that effect are just what is in order. Instead, as Murphy said of Stanley, "He could be downright childish, writing a snippy e-mail in response to a diplomatically written challenge. . . ." Indeed. It is in that spirit of gentle chiding that I will continue with more examples -- many of them repetitious, I'm afraid -- of questionable editing from the JS in this log. So many have piled up on my desk that the entire next entry will be Prodding the Beast [Pt. 2]. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sun. July 17, 2005
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Sunday Sermon VIII: Monumental Errors Today's Milwaukee Journal Sentinel carries a Washington Post article: True Believers on right boost 'martyr' Moore for high court In it, members of the Conservative Caucus are depicted declining Bush's projected "dignified debate" over judicial nominations. Instead, wearing Ten Commandments pins on their lapels, they are demanding Bush appoint to the Supreme Court vacancy created by outgoing Justice Sandra Day O'Connor the only man deemed qualified for the job: Roy Moore, former chief justice of Alabama, "best known for refusing to follow a federal court order to remove a monument of the Ten Commandments from the state courthouse and who was therefore removed himself two years ago." By now, Moore has been in the news for a long time, and is "a national hero to millions," an "electric hero to many conservatives, the old-fashioned kind, principled and uncompromising," & has generated myriad links to his cause & the issue of separation of church & state. But I will make it easy by pointing out just a few. The Atheism section of About.com notes that Most people know the Ten Commandments - or perhaps it is better to say that they think they know the Ten Commandments. The commandments are one of those cultural products that people imagine that they understand, but in reality, they frequently can't even name all of them, let alone explain them. Think you can? Find out. It goes on to succinctly examine the confusion & controversy over the meaning of each commandment between religions & denominations here. Just one example is the prohibition against graven images (& we know how seriously Islam, especially the Taliban -- who destroyed the Buddha statues -- takes this one): Of particular importance here is the fact that while the Protestant version of the Ten Commandments includes this, the Catholic does not. A prohibition against graven images, if read literally, would cause a number of problems for Catholics. Judge Roy Moore's actions in the whole flap over their appropriate display are analyzed on the same site by Austin Cline here. So there is no need to re-hash those topic further. But, of course, questions of the relationship of the bible to morality & especially the validity & usefulness of the 10 Commandments are not new, & were covered -- what ethical issue wasn't? -- in his useful lucid manner in the 19th Century by Robert G. Ingersoll. He answers What Would You Substitute for the Bible as a Moral Guide? here & writes of the 10 Commandments: If commandments had been given against slavery and polygamy, against wars of invasion [I see trouble for the Bushies on that one] and extermination [likewise, re Darfur], against religious persecution in all its forms, so that the world could be free, so that the brain might be developed and the heart civilized, then we might, with propriety, call such commandments a moral guide. Before we can truthfully say that the Ten Commandments constitute a moral guide, we must add and subtract. We must throw away some, and write others in their places. Though it is tempting to quote him at length, to see how vile, cruel & error-ridden the Bible is, the reader is urged to click on Ingersoll's link & read for him or herself, a satisfying preparation for the fight over the looming payback to Bush's Christian Conservative masters. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Sat. July
16, 2005
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View Fiction Alert: The Plum Tree, the latest in the series of short stories about life on Milwaukee's near North Side in the post-war '50s & pre-psychedelic '60s appears indexed on the left, or click for a Frameless View. Be aware that if you have reached adulthood without being exposed to sexual activity & have no desire to read about human sexual organs & their functions, you should avoid this. Especially if you prefer not to think of teens as cruel, racist, criminally impulsive or sexually obsessed. Actual kids will find it quaint. |
Sun. July 10, 2005
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Sunday Sermon VII: Humor & the Void Since this sermon is a little late, it has had time to ripen (or fester, to you theocons) into some real, personal content, not just a copy & paste of URLs. I had to do some thinking, prompted by a short letter to the editor of The Nation of June 20, 2005 (in which columnist Eric Alterman wrote redundantly of mental telepathy, as if there were any other kind), reprinted below (I am always behind since I get them from the library of my public housing apartment building, where I drop off my Progressive magazines in exchange): Garrison Keillor's piece is extremely amusing, but I take issue with his statement (far too close to dogmatic): "There's nobody so humorless as a devout atheist." As one myself, I have known a great number, and never have I encountered a humorless one. (Didn't I just say I found his article amusing?) How many jokes will a Christian make about the virgin birth? Or a Muslim about the Koran? Abigail Ann Martin This reply seemed adequate on its face, if not the last word on the subject, though devout in this context is a misnomer; it takes no more devotion than not believing in Peter Pan or Jack Frost -- it's just one of the truths about life, like the usefulness of multiplication tables. Believing in the existence of something requires the evidence, & sometimes devotion if it's as intangible as a Holy Ghost. But I didn't remember the article. It was Confessions of a Listener, a tribute to public radio. Someone might have kept that issue, though don't picture a horde of elderly socialists fighting over radical magazines in my building (there are a few, though, this being Milwaukee -- the original home of American socialist government for many decades). So I looked it up online, partly because I follow Keillor's Prairie Home Companion religiously, you might say, & am always interested in his work (I'm still reading Lake Wobegon Days as I use the machines in the laundry room when I get around to it, every six months or so. Life moves at a slow pace when you retire.) I found the very enjoyable paean to one of my favorite pastimes, radio & especially NPR, & the passage in question: My taste is catholic; I don't go looking for people like me (earnest liberal English majors). I am a fan of the preachers on little AM stations in early morning and late at night who sit in a tiny studio in Alabama or Tennessee and patiently explain the imminence of the Second Coming--I grew up with good preaching, and it is an art that, unlike anything I find in theaters, has the power to shake me to my toes. And gospel music is glorious beyond words. I love the mavericks and freethinkers and obsessives who inhabit the low-power FM stations--the feminist bluegrass show, the all-Sinatra show, the Yiddish vaudeville show. Once, on the Merritt Parkway heading for New York, I came upon The American Atheist Hour, the sheer tedium of which was wildly entertaining--there's nobody so humorless as a devout atheist. [click here for the complete article] Like reader Martin, I would take exception to the atheist crack, though I find it somewhat ambiguous. Referring to a specific program, he may have just meant that when atheists get on the stump about superstition & creationism & evil -- such as women & children being crushed to death in church in natural disasters (look up the Lisbon earthquake of All Saint's Day 1755) they tend to be a mite enthusiastic in their disenchantment. But I remind you that atheism as such is not a substitute religion or calling, it merely means having a complete lack of belief in any god. Some persons in this category may have a wish to convince you of the error of your beliefs, but they take on this role because of their personalities & desire to be helpful (sound familiar?), not because they are all required to be part of a movement. Most are quiet about it -- I can count on 10 fingers the conversations about religion I have had in the last 30 years -- & they can often be spied laughing about something if you're quick enough to catch them. So if Keillor means the general run of atheist is humorless, that's just stupid, much as I admire him. I, too, wouldn't be a fan of Prairie Home Companion, which is often hilarious (or the Car Talk guys, for that matter) if that were so. There are far too many of us, in all walks of life. But if he means practitioners of the humor trade can't be non-believers, he might consider America's all-time humor champion, Mark Twain (sometimes listed as merely a skeptic), though indeed he does tend sometimes toward the darker side, as befitting someone whom God supposedly let suffer a variety of calamities & as a Southerner who viewed racism up close & wrote about it. On firmer ground, in the pack of comic runners-up, we have a list ranging from acknowledged atheists Woody & Steve Allen -- long a leader in the field of skepticism & debunking -- to Dave Barry & Bill Maher (a skeptic according to this compilation, though I have heard him express it more absolutely on TV) to Kurt Vonnegut Jr., not to overlook that doubting barrel of laughs, Mikhail Gorbachev. (More complete list of celebrities, funny & otherwise, here.) For starters. For a more comprehensive overview of humor & atheism, I Googled & found the Internet Infidels Humor Collection. Not to be missed there is the link to the Landover Baptist Church (I said this wouldn't be just URLs): . . . the most elaborate and hilarious parody of right-wing Christianity you will ever likely see. Marvelously and tirelessly maintained, it sells lots of funny stuff, and links to several other joke sites well worth a good laugh. The entire site is "in character." You might almost think this was all for real! See especially the advice from Mrs. Betty Bowers, "America's Best Christian." Keillor himself is more problematic. Although he says he attends church, he is delightfully irreverent towards many aspects of organized religion, such as his upbringing as one of the Sanctified Brethren, & delights in tweaking Lutherans for their dourness & the Unitarians for burning a question mark on someone's lawn. He also finds that gospel music is glorious beyond words; oddly enough, so do I. Which is part of my religious attitude towards his Sunday show. It is the closest routine I have to that sort of liturgical ritual, so that if I roll out of bed before noon, I can read the Sunday paper & listen to his program, followed by classical music the rest of the day (technically, it is Sunday until that midnight, so I can do that part of it no matter how slothful or hung-over I am). The other six days it is jazz all day, also on radio: WYMS in Milwaukee. Now, maybe my attraction to the hymns come from the Methodists I went to church with at St. John's Methodist Church in Milwaukee, where I was also married, who frowned on alcohol & gambling but relieved tension weekly by bellowing vigorously in the pews. At any rate, I was still going there when I was baptized & confirmed at age 16 to please my mother, though I had already started reading everything about atheism I could get my hands on. And my future ex-wife would occasionally sing an off-key solo, which still didn't discourage my fondness for a rousing or bathetic chorus or more, for which founder John Wesley's brother Charles Wesley wrote approximately 6500 hymns, many of which are among the finest hymns in the English language, it is said. [Click here to view partial list] [If you dare] Stick that in your Little Brown Church in the Wildwood, Congregationalists. And my mother had attended a similar Lutheran Church (it was a very practical German family, not given to worrying about finer points of doctrine) & the Walther League in her youth in rural Gotham, Wis., a name not without biblical resonance. So she loved the hymns (even though her religiosity was a nod to Pascal's wager) right until the time of her death, one of the many reasons she also tuned in to Keillor every Sunday. And by the time she died of pancreatic cancer I was often found listening with her at her apartment, the same one I now live in. We did notice (at least I did, though I couldn't bring myself to mention it) that Keillor seemed to dwell on death an unseemly amount for someone whose audience certainly included a lot of the elderly & terminally ill, but we enjoyed the hymns together. Maybe it was my heightened awareness: Mickey Mantle was dying of the same thing, as had Henry Mancini & Milwaukee Rep actor Durward (Dewey) MacDonald a little earlier -- they were dropping like flies: As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods; They kill us for their sport. Or some such. It's good to know why these things happen. More importantly, I had my revenge on the woman by that time for my humiliation at the baptismal font at 16 (a precondition for confirmation), as I had since converted her to atheism. It began with the philosophy & science books I began bringing home from college & inducing her to read, about evolution & such, but was sealed with -- yes! -- the works of Robert G. Ingersoll of the 19th Century, many volumes of them from the UWM Library, starting with Some Mistakes of Moses, which she found vastly amusing. So the real point of this sermon (I didn't forget it has one, even if you did) is that in the last year after the diagnosis of her disease I was driving her about once a week to various hospital & doctor's appointments & we had a chance to talk about many things, & she never recanted. She did laugh about the notion of heaven & how would there be room for everyone who thought they were going there, how would everybody find each other & what would they be wearing, dressed like old people or kids again? if not wearing wings (& couldn't they be given the gift of flight just as easily without cumbersome wings?) -- & when Ted Kennedy on the news one day eulogized recently-deceased Mother Rose we boggled at his assumption that she would finally be with patriarch Joe (who died at 71) again. After all, we knew, he had been a bootlegger & adulterer, anti-Semite & suspected Nazi sympathizer, & his idea of heaven -- besides that of not cuddling up to a crone of 104-- would probably be spending it with mistress Gloria Swanson in her prime, who had been a year younger than Joe, though she died at 83 (see how complicated these things could be?). I know, he got a pass by confessing his sins to a priest before dying; isn't Catholicism wonderful if you work it right? But we also discussed my future, & I said I would go on doing what I was doing, which wasn't much, but did include writing -- I had recently published a long article in the Shepherd Express on hippie longshoremen (such as myself) & the history of the Milwaukee docks, that she liked -- especially since I put in her friend Ed Manske, also from her building, who had been disabled & almost killed working on a cargo ship when hit on his hardhat by a falling turnbuckle. I had also written some long articles for the Bugle-American, & that format seemed to be my forte. At any rate, I said that though everything had been written on the subject, I wanted to have my go at a long article on atheism, & the absurdity of religion. Given a contemporary hook, someone would publish it, I was sure. Even if such topics were generally off-limits because of an unspoken Gentlemen's Agreement over turf between academics & the clergy in today's society, the alternative press would be receptive, & I could show believers the error of, well, you know . . . "I hope so," she said in the car, on the way to one of our final pizzas. "I'd like to see it." Unfortunately, she never did. But so it also came to pass that the readers of this Z-Blog -- though Netscape & the World Wide Web as we know it had yet to be created out of the formless void -- can support a boy's promise to his dying mother by following the development of these Sunday Sermons as long as I deliver them. I hope they become an adequate substitute for that article. Cue the hymn. Perhaps IF DEATH MY FRIEND AND ME DIVIDE. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Wed. July 6, 2005
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The Journal Sentinel's weak copy desk hasn't stopped providing this column with examples of its work -- or lack of it, actually -- that are collecting at Z-Blog for a roundup column. One reason for a lack of urgency in providing that is the unfortunate fact that so many errors in grammar & usage are repetition, & it gets boring to write about them, & presumably to read about. What appears to be a new offense is seen in today's regular front page feature, A Word --, that introduces a presumably slightly difficult new vocabulary word used in a story within, with pronunciation. This date offers Forte (FAWR tay), defined as A thing that a person does particularly well. n. Page 2E. I say this appears to be an offense because forte has 2 common meanings: the one given &, in music, loud. In my Webster's New World Dictionary -- a rather permissive one -- the former is pronounced fôrt; the latter, fôr' ta. So I was ready to issue the ticket for this offense, but an Internet search shows some disagreement. For me, this had been a sure thing, & a predictable trap for the semi-educated, the type usually given to referring to one's forté. It had even provided a plot point for the old Unhappily Ever After TV show starring Nikki Cox -- a mirror image of the Married . . .With Children show -- in which the brainy, virginal sister (Cox) was the smarter one & the younger brother the dolt (& featuring a talking stuffed rabbit on the basement sofa, voiced by Bobcat Goldthwaite, that only the loser father, an Al Bundy clone, could hear). Cox used the distinction to prove her superiority at one point, convincingly, I think, & it's a shame it all disappeared, as did her next show, Nikki, in which she was married to a professional wrestler in Las Vegas named the Crybaby. You can't beat plotting like that. There are no authentic nudes of her on the Internet, either, according to the Fake Detective, citing #389 as a good try. A Google Image search comes up with lots of fakes, though. At any rate, even though one source concurs with what I think of as the traditional distinction: http://dict.die.net/forte/ another calls the pronunciation disputed: http://encyclopedia.laborlawtalk.com/forte So in all fairness, I can't fault the JS, though I think the distinction is useful & should be followed. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sun. July 3, 2005
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Sunday Sermon VI: Independents' Day Threats The confluence of Independence Day on Monday & the Sunday Sermon is a natural point at which to investigate what the religious right believes about the holiday & its significance. The Atheism section of About.com is a good place to start, with a lead-in to an article by Kimberly Blaker: . . . her basic point is quite true: many, if not most, members of the Religious Right - and that includes many members of the current administration - believe that our rights come from God as they conceive of God, not from the consent of the governed. This, unfortunately, leads to the very unpleasant conclusion that a word from God can abrogate those rights. Without the governed ever being consulted. View the introduction here & follow links to her complete text & related entries: http://atheism.about.com/b/a/ 2003_07_04.htm Also, Kuro5hin, a newsletter on "technology & culture" has a still-relevant entry for Independence Day from 2003 by Michael Crawford reflecting on the Constitution & its application to 6 prisoners of war in Afghanistan & their projected secret military tribunals; and, by extension, "enemy combatants" as they are defined today by the administration: http://www.kuro5hin.org/story/ 2003/7/4/201240/4837 [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Mon. June 27, 2005
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I don't generally find myself commenting on the usages of national TV news figures, since the ones I watch, at least, are rather literate -- had to be, to get where they are. And they have producers feeding their earpieces with corrections when necessary. But a promo today by NBC's Katherine (Don't call me Katie; all right, for $15 million you can call me anything) Couric for an interview with the UN's Kofi Annan showed them in earnest conversation. "You . . . literally have the weight of the world on your shoulders," she said. To which he, of course, agreed. Now, the little pause before literally, & then the emphasis on the word & a knowing smile meant she had thought about it & was quite pleased that she could find a context to use literally correctly. After all, you could almost see her thinking, the UN is an actual world organization. Sorry. Atlas literally had the weight of the world on his shoulders, but no matter how responsible Annan is for dealing with the entire world's tribulations, it is still only a figure of speech. That is, used figuratively. For an earlier JS infraction, see entry for reporter Leonard Sykes. Bonus: I'm throwing in this item from today's JS. Even though there's no fault on their part (or anybody's), it may give you pause, as it did me. The subject is a front page report of an investigation by Cudahy police (for you Californians, that's the National City of Wisconsin) into why "identifying the five Mexican nationals killed in a fiery car crash was a tough task. . . ." The story begins: "A 2,000 degree inferno erupted when the 1996 Dodge intrepid smashed into the gravel after a 35-foot drop. . . . Flames melted away the visual identities of the five friends inside." The difficulties in identifying the "Bodies burned beyond recognition" through a few items such as a scorched lump of a wallet are recounted. Finally, at the end of the story the usual disposition of the remains by the families is covered, & we learned the "families arranged for their cremation." Call me warped, but something about the concept seems to be, umm . . . overkill? Literally. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sun. June 26, 2005
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Sunday Sermon V: Evil Deeds & Good People Followers of the Sunday Sermon may have noticed that there is no shortage of pithy quotes on the merits of atheism & the fallacies of religions, as I have linked to pages of them. But a new one struck me as especially appropriate in these times of sectarian strife around the world, from Palestine to Northern Ireland to Iraqi anti-colonialism to our own US radical-Christian march to national domination. It is quoted by Katha Pollitt in the June 27, 2005 issue of The Nation, in her Subject to Debate column discussing a flap at Brooklyn College over whether an atheist -- Tim Shortell -- should be allowed to head the sociology department. Among other things, the New York Sun "claimed Shortell's disdain for religion would cloud his judgment of job candidates," Pollitt writes. But only a non-believer would be subject to that line of criticism. "You might as well say no Southern Baptist should be chair, since someone who believes that women should be subject to their husbands, homosexuality is evil and Jews are doomed to hell won't be fair to female, gay or Jewish job candidates. She points out, "As long as a believer ascribes his views to his faith, he can say anything he wants, and if you don't like it, you're the bigot." "Or," she continues, "As the physicist Stephen Weinberg put it more recently:" "With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things, and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion." The column is of relatively narrow interest, though it concerns academic freedom & may surprise some younger readers as it touches on a similar huge controversy when atheistic philosopher Bertrand Russell was fired from City College 10 years before he won the Nobel Prize. Still, its worth reading online at http://www.thenation.com/doc.mhtml?i=20050627&s=pollitt Of course, you can always Google Bertrand Russell or atheism for more reading, or check out The Nation's Race, Ethnicity & Religion archives at http://www.thenation.com/directory/view.mhtml?t=07 You can browse the latest issue & back issues at http://www.thenation.com/ Some articles require one to be a subscriber, but many do not, & it has an RSS feed for those with the software. Happy Nation building. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Sat. June
25, 2005
Fiction Alert: For those who find merit in my tales of the pre-psychedelic '60s in Milwaukee & my own peculiar blend of retro-realism & neo-naturalism -- there must be somebody out there -- Z-Blog & Zone II bring a new short story, The Fences, indexed on the left. Or just click here for Frameless view. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Thu. June 23, 2005
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Three Guys Named Fred [Pt. 4] Yet another Fred -- this one very much alive -- turns up in this column, justifying the Three Fred's of the title. His role is different, though; I've been saving his mention in the Journal Sentinel for one of the all-too-frequent dissections of its errors, editing & otherwise. In a strange bit of enterprise reporting, the Journal Sentinel investigates what it's like to live over a bar. An interesting idea, really. Apparently, after eyeballing a few East Side taverns for living quarters above their premises, reporter Robbie Hartman asked at a few well-known bars, including Regano's & the Eastsider, for some insights. Convenience, noise, that sort of thing. Not surprisingly, the residents who chose those quarters liked the experience. One such renter was Fred Wright, long time resident of Brady St. -- home of Regano's -- a drinking buddy there to many nautical types, such as seamen, tugboat crews, longshoremen & pleasure sailors. I mentioned him in my article on the history of longshoring in Milwaukee as my friend from the bar. About him, Hartman writes: Fred Wright, 74, a retired merchant seaman, lived above Regano's Roman Coin for 12 years. But then he immediately adds: A longshoreman most of his life before retiring at 66, Wright felt at home at Regano's bar, he said. And the spacious tavern apartment wasn't the only perk, he said. Most readers will spot the contradiction right away. A longshoreman (who loads ships) is not a seaman (who sails on them). And, in fact, when I called Fred to ask him, he said that of course he had said no such thing. Fred's interview by the reporter had also been over the phone (he had moved to senior housing by then), & he speculated, "I don't think he knows the difference." Trivial, perhaps, but getting someone's occupation right is a rather basic journalistic value. More importantly, the Journal Sentinel's weak copy desk should have spotted the contradiction. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Sun. June 19, 2005
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Sunday Sermon IV: Well, I tell you, if I have been wrong in my agnosticism, when I die I'll walk up to God in a manly way and say, Sir, I made an honest mistake. --H. L. Mencken And if there were a God, I think it very unlikely that He would have such an uneasy vanity as to be offended by those who doubt His existence. --Bertrand Russell Question with boldness even the existence of a God; because, if there be one, he must more approve of the homage of reason, than that of blind-folded fear. --Thomas Jefferson From : www.tentmaker.org/Quotes/atheismquotes.htm For some Mother Jones articles on recent religious phenomena, see: www.motherjones.com/search/category_religion.html For the latest on a suburban religious trend [March/April 2005]: Megachurches have found the secret to attracting the unchurched—and it's not just the Sunday service. www.motherjones.com/news/feature/2005/03/megachurches.html Bonus: Also From Sun. June 19 JS; LA Times Article on Myanmar Activist Suu Kyi, under house arrest: . . . Her only known visitor is the doctor who checks on her monthly. [A health plan many American women might envy -- & she's 60 & still has monthlies?] [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Sat. June 18, 2005
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Three Guys Named Fred [Pt. 3] So Freddie's dead, as Curtis Mayfield said, though the subject of Amy Silvers Rabideau's obituary made it to 98 -- far beyond the life expectancy of your average junkie. Still, the life of a union organizer & radical can be dangerous too, as Silvers reported in the case of Fred Bassett Blair discussed in the previous 2 Fred postings. As I mentioned below, in searching online for the paid Death Notice for Blair, I found the JS had announced a policy in which a death notice would only be kept a year -- & then only if it had been contracted for -- which for many people would mean obliterating their only mention online, whether for researchers or posterity. Since I began my own Website I have put up a few links to death notices & obituaries for persons with ties to the material I presented. The new policy means that after a year the links to death notices will be invalid. For someone such as an old friend, Fred Krause -- whose notice appeared in March 2005 -- mentioned briefly in my histories of Kaleidoscope & longshoring at the Port of Milwaukee (Sacks & Violence), that is really not enough. It might be a more permanent to record something here -- linked to those earlier pages -- though of course, one never knows. Beginning with the notice itself: Fred C. Krause (1946-2005) Most never get to hear their life's story. In Fred's last few days, he got an earful. Many gathered to tell the tales of a life marked by humor, enormous generosity and almost impossible kindness and understanding. Some talked about troubled children counseled. Others shared a laugh with Fred about a round of golf, a pinochle game, or a hand of cribbage. Others simply thanked Fred for his quietly offered assistance. We will remember Fred mostly as a gentle bear of a man who gathered his family and friends in strong arms and gave us unconditional love, taught us to view the world through a lens of compassion and brought us to tears with laughter. From Pam; the family of Beth and Joe; the family of Little Hip and Chris; the family of Unk and Chris; the family of Cow and Tom; a large collection of golf and card playing buddies; Chi-Chi and Bob; Pinky; Breeze; Bob and Cheryl; Leesa; Patty; Rowan and Olivia; Mitch; and countless other friends and family; but especially from Anna and Su Su; Thanks Bear-Man. We Love you. We'll miss you. We'll never forget you. . . . That is of the most significance to the family, of course. My own memories of Fred -- "Big Hippie," as Dick Marino called him -- go back to the days of the underground newspaper Kaleidoscope in 1967. As I've written elsewhere, I began with Issue #4 as the distributor, using a borrowed VW bus. By the time I was news editor & reporter, Fred did that job -- something he generally had time for, being a longshoreman. It was always seasonal & sporadic work on the docks, employer by then of many hippies, giving him the time he needed to pitch in at the paper. His wife Susie & he also opened a sort-of hippie clothing boutique & crafts store near Farewell Ave. & Irving Pl. on the East Side called North Country Faire, as part of publisher John Kois' ill-fated empire. A fork-lift driver & winchman at the time, huge enough to be intimidating at any position he took there, Fred went on to better things at the Children's Outing Association & the Willowglen Academy as a youth counselor. Kids being what they are, his size no doubt got him a measure of respect at first contact, as it did in his time in office as a union vice-president. But first he showed me how to get in at the docks -- basically, show up early on the right morning at the hiring hall when men were needed to fill out the gangs -- & told me some of what to expect. Poor as I was, with no car, I could at least ride with him to work on bus-free Jones Island. If we were both cut at the same time -- of course we would work in different hatches, often on different ships -- I could ride home with him too. By that time I lived in an apartment across from his town house on Pleasant St. A sense of Fred's generosity & good-spirits -- & he was indeed a gentle bear of a man -- comes through in the family's remembrance above. His conviviality continued for me as our families socialized until he quit the docks & moved away. The move prompted, one night at a bar with a relative I remember only as Cow, her remark that I hope he wouldn't take offense at, that "Fred's never voluntarily lived more than three blocks from a bakery in his whole life." The bakery, Marino's on the waterfront, Wolski's -- where he once tended bar -- I think we all will miss him. Though we were out of touch for years, & his death was a complete shock, I know I will. Next: The Fred above the bar [To be continued] |
Sun. June 12, 2005
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Sunday Sermon III: Bush -- Goldwater's Heir American? The Sunday Sermon for today was delayed by the Locust St. Festival on Sun. & then the East Village Association meeting which was originally scheduled for Tue. at the Tasting Room, but turned out to have been rescheduled for next Wed. at my own Riverview building at 7 p.m. Unfortunately, the Tasting Room is closed for a while due to road construction in the neighborhood, but EVA didn't announce any changes on its Website. So I made a walking tour of the Brady St. neighborhood instead; both outings naturally entailed a sampling of food & beer that was enough to disable even a devout Webmaster such as myself. So in my attempt to catch up I'll use something with a religious theme from Randi Rhodes (in Arizona) at Air America progressive radio in the latest newsletter. It may lead some people to bookmark the site & tune in on the Internet; it's not available in Milwaukee otherwise, or many other places: As I walked out of the Barry Goldwater Memorial Terminal (seriously) at Sky Harbor Airport, I couldn't help but think about how many so-called Goldwater-Conservatives actually STILL believe that Sen. Goldwater and the Bushies are cut from the same cloth. In fact, it was this 1964 Goldwater quote that came to mind: I'm frankly sick and tired of the political preachers across this country telling me as a citizen that if I want to be a moral person, I must believe in A, B, C, and D. Just who do they think they are? And from where do they presume to claim the right to dictate their moral beliefs to me? Terri Schiavo, stem-cells, corporatist judges, purposefully lying "journalists," Downing Street Memos, etc, etc, etc. ENOUGH! Regardless of your party affiliation, how much more are you going to take?! And more importantly, how much more can we afford to take? [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Fri. June 10, 2005
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Three Guys Named Fred [Pt. 2] While reading Silvers' message [Pt. 1, below] I decided her phrase "too irresistible" is redundant -- after all, something is either irresistible or it isn't. If you can resist, it's not irresistible. Thus, there are no degrees of irresistibility. But that may be too picky, in dealing with a casual e-mail. However, I do think my original concern that Silver's obituary for Fred Bassett Blair might be problematic for the Journal Sentinel was understandable, since the JS -- despite the yelps of conservatives over perceived liberal leanings -- didn't hesitate to bash socialists & radicals like Blair when it suited its purposes. As far back as the Bay View Rolling Mills Massacre, when On 1 May 1886 about 2,000 Polish workers walked off their jobs and gathered at Saint Stanislaus Church in Milwaukee, angrily denouncing the ten hour workday. They then marched through the city, calling on other workers to join them; as a result, all but one factory was closed down as sixteen thousand protesters gathered at Rolling Mills, prompting Wisconsin Governor Jeremiah Rusk to call the state militia. The militia camped out at the mill while workers slept in nearby fields, and on the morning of May 5th, as protesters chanted for the eight hour workday, General Treaumer ordered his men to shoot into the crowd, some of whom were carrying sticks, bricks, and scythes, leaving seven dead at the scene. The Milwaukee Journal reported that eight more would die within twenty four hours, and without hesitation added that Governor Rusk was to be commended for his quick action in the matter. Later, in the Milwaukee mayoral race of 1912, a fearful Journal orchestrated a Democrat & Republican fusion campaign running candidate Gerhard A. Bading to victory over rising Socialist Emil Seidel. (The Socialists were coming off a massive sweep in 1910, & Seidel went on to win in his next try. He became the first of Milwaukee's well-known succession of Socialist mayors, culminating with Frank Zeidler, who left office in 1956.) With the advent of World War I, opposition to the socialists intensified, just as an otherwise "liberal" press today uncritically parroted the Bush administration in its run-up to the invasion of Iraq & quest for more power, ostensibly to sniff out domestic terrorists. (The parallels between WW I & the Iraq War are inescapable.) As a local historian saw it: A Victor without Peace Victor Berger and Socialist Opposition to World War One by Shane Hamilton Winner of a 1998 UW-Madison History Department William Allen Writing Prize A certain "herd mentality," as Berger called it, developed in American society during the First World War. Major newspapers helped contribute to the atmosphere of superpatriotism. Victor Berger, realizing the strength of the mainstream press's support for the war, attacked editors such as Lucius Nieman of the Milwaukee Journal for their attempts to "prejudice the people against socialism and radicalism." According to Berger, the press denounced any Socialist opposition to war as "'high treason'" and "'German propaganda.'" Victor Berger's charges against the American mainstream press were justified, as many newspapermen boldly attacked German-Americans, Socialists, and anyone else whose "Americanism" could be called into question. Even in Milwaukee, the stronghold of "beer, socialism, and Deutschland," the mainstream press urged readers to remain true to "American" ideals. Under the leadership of editor Lucius Nieman, the Milwaukee Journal, like so many other mainstream periodicals in the country, promoted the cause of Americanism. The Milwaukee Journal ran stories throughout the war exposing the "'menace' of German propaganda" and hired a special editor to find evidence of German atrocities. To the editors of the Milwaukee Journal, one of the greatest atrocities committed during the war was the strong support shown by Milwaukeeans for the anti-war platform of the Socialists. After Victor Berger polled a surprising 110,480 votes in the 1918 United States Senate race, the Milwaukee Journal angrily denounced the pacificistic and Socialistic sentiments of the electorate, claiming that "Wisconsin's Americanism is lukewarm." As a reward for its patriotic publishing efforts, the Milwaukee Journal won the Pulitzer Prize in 1919 for its "courageous campaign for Americanism in a constituency where foreign elements made such a policy hazardous from a business point of view." In Milwaukee and elsewhere, editors and writers for the mainstream press spilled a great deal of hostile ink as they attacked radical thinkers and people of German ethnicity. Wartime propaganda also contributed to the "herd mentality" in the American populace. Victor Berger claimed the war had brought "a constant propaganda of misrepresentation and untruth to create fear in the hearts of our people." To Berger, this propaganda resulted from capitalists' desires to fuel patriotic sentiment to ensure American participation in the war, thereby increasing their profits. (Any comparison with Halliburton, KBR & Bechtel must be encouraged at this point.) And though the Journal at times supported the Progressive Party, it was as an offshoot of the Republican Party & as the antidote to Socialism. As Howard Zinn wrote in A People's History of the United States, (1980): The Progressive movement, whether led by honest reformers like Senator Robert La Follette of Wisconsin or disguised conservatives like [Theodore] Roosevelt (who was the Progressive party candidate for President in 1912), seemed to understand it was fending off socialism. The Milwaukee Journal, a Progressive organ, said the conservatives "fight socialism blindly . . . while the Progressives fight it intelligently and seek to remedy the abuses and conditions upon which it thrives. . . ." It seems quite clear that much of this intense activity for Progressive reform was intended to head off socialism. Easley talked of "the menace of Socialism as evidenced by its growth in the colleges, churches, newspapers." In 1910, Victor Berger became the first member of the Socialist party elected to Congress; in 1911, seventy-three Socialist mayors were elected, and twelve hundred lesser officials in 340 cities and towns. The press spoke of "The Rising Tide of Socialism." Although these historians can't seem to agree on the paper's loyalties, Alice Honeywell wrote in La Follette and His Legacy, published by the Board of Regents of the University of Wisconsin System, that even Progressive Fighting Bob couldn't get much support from the Journal: The Milwaukee Journal, a Democratic paper, seldom supported his political candidacies. . . . To its credit, the Journal did perhaps earn the liberal tag when it finally came out against Sen. Joe McCarthy (who had earlier beaten incumbent Robert with the Capitol Times & national media. The expose of Tailgunner Joe is retold on Ed Garvey's excellent Website FightingBob.com. But Silvers' obituary, far from demonizing Blair, actually seems a bit bland. After all, the New Left of the '60s had little use for the old radicals, seeing them as apologists for Stalinism. The old-timers in turn had engaged in vicious factionalism over the years, pitting Bolsheviks & Mensheviks & Trotskyites & Schactmanites against each other, all the while excoriating native Socialists, labeled Sewer Socialists in Milwaukee for their concentration on public works -- & reliance on the ballot. Though Blair's son Bill tells Silvers that his father's "greatest disappointment may have come with more recent splits and strife within the Communist Party," that is all we are told about that strife. Of course, it is only an obit -- not a biography -- but it leaves the impression that Blair did nothing much for the last 40 years of his life but peddle used books & win a lawsuit. Perhaps he didn't; there is little on the Web to indicate otherwise. But her brief reference to a man "who deeply loved books and learning and writing poetry" is consistent with a mention on the Net of one early, otherwise forgotten, publication of his. That 1946 poem -- important for one of the first uses of the word Holocaust in regard to Jews -- is also cited in an esoteric debate over the significance & uniqueness of that catastrophe. Very nuanced, that disagreement pits no other than William Styron, author of Sophie's Choice, & others of his philosophical camp, against some Jewish thinkers who saw the Holocaust as an event unparalleled in human history. Writing of this dispute, one commentator also comes down on Blair's blind acceptance -- very late in the course of Russian state terrorism -- of the Soviet mission. One could conclude that old Fred -- of French extraction -- never did get it; the New Left indeed had his number: Jews Without Memory Sophie’s Choice and the Ideology of Liberal Anti-Judaism by D. G. Myers Originally published in American Literary History 13 (Fall 2001): 499-529. Styron vigorously criticizes Jewish scholars and writers for this "narrow" and specifically Jewish interpretation. In its stead he advances a universalist, even metaphysical interpretation, understanding the Holocaust as the embodiment of absolute evil, which threatened humanity as a whole. The Jews may have been (in his phrase) the "victims of victims," but they were not the only victims of Nazi evil. To claim exclusive victimhood is to deny and even to add to other peoples’ suffering. The lesson of the Holocaust is that uniqueness is victimization, whether practiced by Germans or Jews. To remember the Holocaust as a uniquely Jewish catastrophe is to be Jews without memory. In The Ashes of Six Million Jews, a book-length poem of 1946, for example, Fred Blair gives a close and graphic description of a mass execution of Jews -- one of the first literary representations in the language. The Party’s chairman in Wisconsin and a member of its national committee, Blair is also one of the first writers to use the term holocaust, although he warns not of a Jewish but of a "human holocaust." After they have shot their victims and dumped them in a mass grave, The executioners pour pitch And oil into the groaning ditch, And drive away the settling frost With a fierce human holocaust. (17) For only Sovietism can destroy "the social roots that could produce/ The ashes of six million Jews" (Blair ). This rosy vision hardly corresponds to the truth about the Soviet Union’s campaign of official state anti-Semitism which began with the murder of 500,000 to 600,000 Jews in the Great Terror of the thirties and ended with the extinction of Jewish Soviet culture. But whatever else he has done, Communist dupe or not, Fred Blair may have created the modern use of Holocaust. Next: Another dead Fred & a living local [To be continued] |
Tue. June 7, 2005
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Three Guys Named Fred [Pt.1] Readers of the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel may have noticed the rather long, well-written paid Death Notice for local Communist & bookstore owner Fred Bassett Blair, probably late March 2005. I say probably, because a search of the JS's online obituaries carries the disclaimer that not all death notices are archived -- & those carried after 10/23/2004 will be gone after 365 days, as well. It seems, public service aspect of carrying the notices notwithstanding, online display requires extra payment -- & apparently Fred Blair's family didn't contract for that. It appears a little crass, this being our local equivalent of a newspaper of record. In the case of ordinary citizens, the death notice may be the only easily available record of their passage through our existence, & it ought to remain available on the Net as long as researchers care about the past (especially since births, divorces & criminal convictions have been dropped, I assume to save staff costs & eliminate potential errors.) But if the JS needs to gouge a little more money, I guess it's their right. Still, I fully expected, because of Blair's long-time notoriety -- J. Edgar Hoover had once identified him as Wisconsin's top Communist, or so I remembered -- to see a staff-written obituary soon afterwards. He & his wife Mary had, after all, received a $48,000 settlement after suing the FBI for hounding her from a job under COINTELPRO, & he had made (& lost in) many tries for public office, such as senator & governor. But I had given up, &, as I say, couldn't even find the death notice when I decided to write about this curious lapse. First, I thought I should write the JS to find out why he was overlooked. Then, on May 29, more than two months after his death from pneumonia on March 21, a staff-written article by Amy Rabideau Silvers appeared in the Lifestyle section. Quite long for an obituary, it was a sympathetic feature that told Blair's story with dignity: Communist Blair held fast to his ideals Even as communism fell further from favor in world politics, Fred Bassett Blair retained much of his youthful idealism that the answers to civil and workers rights would not be found in capitalism. Decades of harassment -- even beatings and repeated jail time -- did not dissuade Blair from that vision. . . . One could quibble that the first sentence would make more sense if it read it was "his youthful idealism that" believed or felt "that the answers to civil rights. . . ." Also, since when are "civil and workers rights" looking for answers in capitalism or anyplace else? Of course, workers & others are looking for the answers to problems in obtaining those rights, though the weak copy desk apparently saw no problems with her prose to stir them. But Silvers did hit the highlights. He had started as a labor organizer named Carroll William Blair, taking the name of a dead uncle, Fred Bassett, to protect his family. He was convicted of taking a cop's club in a riot in 1930 & hitting another cop with it, which he admitted (to protect a 71 year old man being beaten, he said). He was pardoned by Gov. Phillip La Follette after serving all but two weeks of a year's sentence. He went on to run for various offices, receiving 3,617 votes for governor in 1974, for example, as I found by checking Wisconsin's Blue Book. This was about as much as one could expect for someone about whom Silvers wrote: In 1965, J. Edgar Hoover declared Mary's Book Shop to be one of eight "major Communist bookstores operating in the United States at this time." Still, I was curious enough about the delay to e-mail Ms. Silvers: Rather recently I noticed the paid death notice for Fred Blair, though it is apparently not one that was contracted to remain in the online archives. At any rate, I never knew Blair nor was I involved in Communist Party activities, though I certainly consider[ed] myself an active progressive. As such, I . . . knew of him & his travails at the hands of the FBI over the years -- similar to friends of mine also victimized by Cointelpro -- & I expected a staff-written obituary because of his long notoriety in Milwaukee & Wisconsin politics. I had given up, & was surprised to see your story appearing in the Sunday, May 29 Journal Sentinel, more than two months after his death on March 21. As someone who tries to keep up with radical history in Milwaukee, I am very curious about the delay. Since I used to work in the Journal Library & did research for reporters (eventually becoming one myself, for the Waukesha Freeman, though I am now retired & writing for my Website), I know that your paper keeps a file of obits for prominent persons ready to go, needing only updating. I wonder if your nicely sympathetic obit required extensive new research -- possibly because of a diminishing national & local hostility to old "commies" or possibly was just held back for lack of space, or perhaps internal disagreement over Blair's final treatment. . . . Any light you can shed on this puzzling delay -- & there are no other recent mentions of him at all -- would be greatly appreciated. . . . As I had surmised from the obit itself, my fears about Blair's treatment when the paper is prone to attack from the rabid right for its supposed liberal leanings were unfounded, if I am to believe Silvers -- & I have no reason not too. Nor was he really forgotten. In a very pleasant reply she wrote: Such an interesting message. The short answer is that we did not hear about his death until just before the memorial service. At that point, there was not enough time to write an obit. His story was so intriguing that I decided to write it after the fact. Nothing was ready in advance, but there were lots of marvelous clips for background. After all, how often can you quote a Gov. LaFollette and J. Edgar Hoover in the same story -- and invoke the ghost of Joseph McCarthy. Too irresistible. Then it also took a couple more days to catch up with his son, who was returning home. The story ended up rather long for daily metro purposes, eventually finding a home in the next available Sunday Lifestyle spot. We still could say that services were held "this month." There were a couple of semi-joking comments about running this obit on Memorial Day weekend, but it wasn't a section that ran on the official holiday. . . . Anyway, thanks for reading and thanks for writing. It was a pleasure to hear from you. Amy Silvers Next: Blair's poetry & the Holocaust controversy [To be continued] |
Sun. June 5, 2005
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Sunday Sermon II: Mistakes for the Masses Since last Sunday's sermon covered Sunday itself, it seems appropriate to continue with Robert Ingersoll's observations from 1896, getting right down to the core of atheism (or agnosticism) on which his subsequent critiques of religion -- especially Christianity -- are based. Future Sunday Sermons will take up some of his & others' points in more detail. He wrote: Most people love peace. They do not like to differ with their neighbors. They like company. They are social. They enjoy traveling on the highway with the multitude. They hate to walk alone. The Scotch are Calvinists because their fathers were. The Irish are Catholics because their fathers were. The English are Episcopalians because their fathers were, and the Americans are divided in a hundred sects because their fathers were. This is the general rule, to which there are many exceptions. Children sometimes are superior to their parents, modify their ideas, change their customs, and arrive at different conclusions. But this is generally so gradual that the departure is scarcely noticed, and those who change usually insist that they are still following the fathers. . . . And continued in Why I Am an Agnostic at a satisfying length -- perhaps too much for today's readers -- including an inevitable correction to the popular deism of Tom Paine & the Founding Fathers (mentioned earlier in this blog). He ends with his reaction to a sermon of hellfire & damnation by a popular preacher of the day: For the first time I understood the dogma of eternal pain -- appreciated "the glad tidings of great joy." For the first time my imagination grasped the height and depth of the Christian horror. Then I said: "It is a lie, and I hate your religion. If it is true, I hate your God." In short, the best single introduction to his works, though his deconstruction of the Bible (Some Mistakes of Moses) is a hoot in itself. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Wed. June 1, 2005
Frameless Since I never planned on having a real job again, I've decided on the eve of my message announcing the permanence of this blog to the world, or at least the portion of it in my address book, to revise my goals. I proved, for more than a week, that I could do a new item each day, but I've also found my compulsive nature led me to "improve" on even the simplest of backup items, intended as a quick filler to cover at least one day & give me a break to work on something other than this journal -- fiction, for example -- to the point where it would eat up the time until it was past midnight & time for yet another submission. I've never been an especially fast writer, & the nature of this medium is that it's perfect for a second-guessing perfectionist but death on a normal life -- & Jazz in the Park starts Thursday, June 2 (Cathedral Square in Milwaukee). From then on, it's summer in the city of festivals. So, outraged cries or not, it's going to be enough to do a few items that I think are worth doing each week, while building up a trove of potential subjects & plan for those really worth concentrating on. Of course, the Journal Sentinel & its weak copy desk have left me with a stack of editing miscues in print to use, & they're always turning out more, but major items of social significance need research & time for tweaking. I think many other personal blogs -- not collective efforts -- take the same approach. Some are updated at a glacial pace, but I keep going back once I've gotten to like them. Its just as easy & rewarding for readers to log in a few times a week & catch up on the most promising entries. I can only hope not to be written off for non-productivity, but I'd rather keep up quality -- & the Sunday Sermon -- for sure. In the meantime, speaking of filler, here's a famous quotation to mull over, & even more -- if you are so inclined -- here. "I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours." - Stephen Roberts [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Tue. May 31, 2005
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While I've been examining some connected patriotic & religious delusions manifesting themselves on the Memorial Day weekend, a few items from the Journal Sentinel, overlooked by the weak copy desk, have been lying around until I could get to them. Not so egregious in themselves -- & I've covered other instances already -- they are part of the history of errors that nevertheless should shame any reporter or copy editor, they are so basic. In the matter of lay vs. lie once again, a JS book review -- presumably a vehicle given to the especially literate -- for the Thursday, May 19 Cue section, has Mary Louise Schumacher, writing of a "forlorn artwork" in which "a small cloth figure lays under the weight of [sic] metal folding chair many times its size. . . ." She is not alone in not knowing when to use lay, as an earlier blog entry shows. The weak copy desk alone -- since it is totally responsible for headlines -- somehow came up with Invite seems to be missing something for Carolyn Hax's column, though invite for invitation is, at best, something used by country folk. Striking a different note, it is at least not an error that I noticed in Damien Jacques' JS review of the David Mamet play "Boston Marriage," (Encore, Sunday May 8) but still an old concern of mine: the portrayal of longshoremen in popular culture. I wrote an entire history of longshoring in Milwaukee, titled "Sacks & Violence." Now published on my Zonyx Website, it started with a little overview of how longshoremen were long thought of as rough & drunken drifters, usually borderline criminals at best. I included examples from the modern press, which likes to label anybody who uses foul language as someone who sounds like a longshoreman. It's hard to tell exactly what Jacques has in mind when he writes of Mamet's "terse, punchy and staccato dialogue" that he has a "gift for spinning a longshoreman's vocabulary into amusing and expressive poetry." But I would guess he means that whatever one hears on stage, the longshoreman's vocabulary starts as something far less than amusing & expressive, & is quite limited besides. Having been a longshoreman for 21 years before retiring, I admit I don't take much offense in this characterization any more, if I ever did -- we were known to play up our rough side, at times -- but it is certainly a cliché. Who else besides maybe truck drivers are singled out as the perennially bad examples? I hope someday Jacques can read my article -- originally printed in the Shepherd Express -- & see, as Eric Hoffer & I both wrote, that many longshoremen are quite educated, not especially profane & maybe even expressive, if not downright "amusing" at times. would you buy a drink from this man? And that was not the only occupation of mine to be slighted in the paper. I've saved the relevant part of an undated clipping from the old Milwaukee Journal for years, from after I retired from the docks & began bartending. Written about George H.W. Bush's secretary of state (1992), it states, "Eagleburger does not look the part of a striped-pants diplomat. He's short and stocky, with an appearance that looks more like a Milwaukee bartender than a player on the world stage. . . ." One of us should be insulted. For the record, I've seen Lawrence Eagleburger on TV -- he was indeed born in Milwaukee -- & he looks just as much like a reporter or baker or anything else, suitably attired, as he does a bartender, only some of whom can be considered "short and stocky." Myself, I'm 5'10" & I always thought that in my vest, tuxedo shirt & bow tie at all those receptions at the Art Center that I looked quite dapper. Maybe not. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Mon. May 30, 2005
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As this Memorial weekend concludes, I have been following the ceremonies on TV -- they're hard to avoid, even -- especially -- on PBS; anyway, I'm as patriotic as the next guy. More so, if the next guy is John Ashcroft or Alberto Gonzales & you don't think subverting the Constitution is patriotic. Much of it was so cloying (were all those fallen we honor really fallen, or were they pushed?) I couldn't stand it, & I clicked around to tune in late to C-Span repeating a program covering a journalism awards event in Madison featuring Bill Moyers & Al Franken. What I noticed at this & other mainstream programs were the references to, of course, the nation's battles and various Founding Fathers who made it all possible -- including Thomas Paine. But it was always the Tom Paine of Common Sense, with a huge printing for the time of maybe 100,00 & certainly one of the most influential revolutionary writings of all time. As the Archiving Early America site notes: Published anonymously by Thomas Paine in January of 1776, Common Sense was an instant best-seller, both in the colonies and in Europe. It went through several editions in Philadelphia, and was republished in all parts of United America. Because of it, Paine became internationally famous. "A Covenanted People" called Common Sense "by far the most influential tract of the American Revolution....it remains one of the most brilliant pamphlets ever written in the English language." But it is never mentioned that Paine wrote another treatise, Age of Reason, which has (or should have) just as much relevance today: One of America's Founding Fathers, Thomas Paine, critiques Christianity and the Bible as a Deist. When Paine wrote, the idea of examining the Bible as a text objectively, let alone critically, was unheard of. Paine finds many of the internal contradictions and atrocities of the Bible and lays them out with withering scorn. The Age of Reason is a freethought classic. . . . Paine demonstrates that neither the Old Testament nor the New Testament can be the Word of God. Of course, as it is pointed out, Paine & many of the Founders were deists, one definition of deism being: The belief that God has created the universe but remains apart from it and permits his creation to administer itself through natural laws. Deism thus rejects the supernatural aspects of religion, such as belief in revelation in the Bible, and stresses the importance of ethical conduct. In the eighteenth century, numerous important thinkers held deist beliefs. (See clockwork universe.) From Answers.com, with links to deists Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson & much more. I still remember the thrill when I began reading it on the No. 12 bus in Milwaukee at about age 11, coming home from the Public Library after researching atheism. Eventually, I was led to Bertrand Russell (Why I Am Not A Christian), Clarence Darrow's biography, & some others. I didn't discover Robert Ingersoll until college, but here was ur-patriot Tom Paine -- of course, every school kid had at least heard of him -- calling the story of Jesus Christ a crock: Jesus Christ wrote no account of himself, of his birth, parentage, or anything else. Not a line of what is the New Testament is of his writing. The history of him is altogether the work of other people; and as to the account given of his resurrection and ascension, it was the necessary counterpart to the story of his birth. His historians, having brought him into the world in a supernatural manner, were obliged to take him out again in the same manner, or the first part of the story must have fallen to the ground. The wretched contrivance with which this latter part is told, exceeds everything that went before it. The first part, that of the miraculous conception, was not a thing that admitted of publicity; and therefore the tellers of this part of the story had this advantage, that though they might not be credited, they could not be detected. They could not be expected to prove it, because it was not one of those things that admitted of proof, and it was impossible that the person of whom it was told could prove it himself. . . . It goes on for many chapters, deftly depicting the usual pseudo-profundities of Christianity as myth, superstition & mental coercion. Age of Reason was a joy to read, though the universe as clockwork created & then abandoned I find equally hard to swallow. But that's for another entry in this journal. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Sun. May 29, 2005
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Sunday Sermon: Beer & Believers This Sunday is as good as any to start a Sunday series drawn from the works of notable atheists & freethinkers on the fallacy of religion & the ignoble uses to which it is put. Robert Ingersoll, the Great Agnostic, of course dealt with the significance of Sunday itself. He provides a good place to start, writing: The idea that one day in the week is better than the others and should be set apart for religious purposes; that it should be considered holy; that no useful work should be done on that day; that it should be given over to pious idleness and sad ceremonies connected with the worship of a supposed Being, seems to have been originated by the Jews. . . . Don't worry; the other sects get their lumps. However, he goes on with a nod to the very builders of Milwaukee, for it was The Germans [who] gave us the first valuable lesson on this subject. They came to this country in great numbers; they did not keep the American Sabbath. They listened to music and they drank beer on that holy day. They took their wives and children with them and enjoyed themselves; yet they were good, kind, industrious people. They paid their debts and their credit was the best. . . . The Sunday link goes to the complete text of the day, & links to the Positive Atheism site for an index to his many publications, & those in his tradition. A laff riot, as it were, suitable to the day's enjoyment. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sat. May 28, 2005
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On this Memorial Day weekend -- especially this one, with an aspiring theocracy leading the way to a war built on lies & a senseless, bloody occupation in Iraq -- it is good to have Howard Zinn writing in Madison's own The Progressive magazine on how we got this way, tracing our expansionist nationalism to its roots at the country's beginnings, when the English set fire to a Pequot village and massacred men, women, and children, [and] the Puritan theologian Cotton Mather said: "It was supposed that no less than 600 Pequot souls were brought down to hell that day. . . ." Our citizenry has been brought up to see our nation as different from others, an exception in the world, uniquely moral, expanding into other lands in order to bring civilization, liberty, democracy. . . . Nationalism is given a special virulence when it is blessed by Providence. Today we have a President, invading two countries in four years, who believes he gets messages from God. Our culture is permeated by a Christian fundamentalism as poisonous as that of Cotton Mather. It permits the mass murder of "the other" with the same confidence as it accepts the death penalty for individuals convicted of crimes. A Supreme Court justice, Antonin Scalia, told an audience at the University of Chicago Divinity School, speaking of capital punishment: "For the believing Christian, death is no big deal." A regular contributor to The Progressive, Zinn is the author of A People's History of the United States & other trenchant radical commentaries. The complete essay -- something to think about amidst the glorification of battle, however it comes disguised as sympathy for the fallen (at least our own) & their loved ones -- can be found here. Solemn reading for what is supposed to be a solemn day, picnics & marching bands notwithstanding. Another introductory site, apparently a fan's work, is at Howard Zinn Online! [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Fri. May 27, 2005
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Since my small kitchen TV stays stuck on on or off, I leave it on all the time -- off wouldn't make much sense, after all. Reception for most things in the interior of this high-rise building (I have Time-Warner Cable for the rest of the apartment) is terrible, but low-powered Channel 7, which is MTV 2, is fine. As a result, I am very familiar with the look, if not the sound -- spare me from hip-hop -- of today's music videos with bevies of beautiful women in every conceivable provocative pose. So I don't see how anyone could get exercised over Paris Hilton's latest cultural offense, extremely unlikely though it is to find oneself consuming a huge burger while hosing off a car. And Mariah Carey's similar car wash video projects a more fleshed-out sensuality through just appearing than all of Hilton's stick-figure antics. It did look tempting, though (the burger, that is). And as a public service, one can view it & related material here. If you are so offended that you want to keep track of everything the Parents Television Council calls porn besides Hilton's ad, there is a secret link to the most shameful on their site. But something the commercial -- a hit with its intended audience of young males, & therefore a success whatever social critics may say -- did for me was bring back the carefree winters I spent in San Diego & something I wondered about then. That is, why the chain she poses & gyrates for, Carl's Jr., was named that. I pointed out when I asked my friend/landlady at the time that if it were owned by the son of the original Carl -- if there was one -- that it should be Carl Jr's. As I might have expected from one who lived in a typical cottage in Ocean Beach, where the counter-culture still hangs on, she had no explanation, nor had it bothered her, though she could clear up exactly what a boogie board was. I gave it no more thought until now, when Carl's Jr. corporate page offers its history & an impressive animated graphic that says logically enough that the chain (still owned by Carl) began with a smaller -- junior sized -- drive-in than its original barbecue place. That questioned answered, I am left with only one similar corporate chain puzzle: Why is our local Pick 'n Save store called that? In other words, the apostrophe is used, of course, in place of a missing a. But Pick an Save -- since they clearly recognize the principle involved -- makes even less sense, without another apostrophe. Pick 'n' Save, like rock 'n' roll, would be correct. But the one-apostrophe spelling, like rock 'n' roll, is here to stay, I guess. Pick an' Save would probably cost a fortune in new signage, no matter how much more literate, so I won't sugges' it. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Thu. May 26, 2005
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The Journal Sentinel's lame mke weekly makes an attempt at social relevance with an Index that asks Are we moving forward or in some other direction? It supplies up, down or sideways arrows according to What the headlines suggest One is "Big companies fill BadgerCare rolls; more than 40% who get aid are employed by Wal-Mart." The comment following the downward-pointing arrow is certainly appropriate: "So the state is covering the health costs for employees of some of Wisconsin's largest companies. What's wrong with this picture?" Trouble is, the Journal Sentinel (which just opened a $113 million plant in West Milwaukee) has always fought to keep its carriers -- many of them adults, as in my building, some of them retired or housewives making ends meet or college students, as well as the traditional younger children -- as independent contractors. As such, they get no benefits or employee guaranties, certainly not health insurance. A JS article illustrates the gains to the company: The case for independent contractors Many business owners find benefits in using them, but there can also be a number of problems By JOYCE M. ROSENBERG Associated Press Posted: Sept. 12, 2004 . . . .There are also some serious legal and tax pitfalls owners need to be aware of. How you treat an independent contractor could, according to the government, make him or her your employee. In that case, you would owe Social Security and Medicare taxes and unemployment and workers' compensation insurance premiums. No wonder the JS finds this so unattractive. But mke might be more convincing if it looked at its own corporate practices. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Wed. May 25, 2005
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The Cue section of the Journal Sentinel for May 25 features a look at the Zoo's new stingray exhibit, with a photo of baby rays being fed Brian shrimp. I can't quite get a decent pun out of the JS's weak copy desk & its brain shrimp, or shrimp brains, but of course brine shrimp was what was intended. Still, the capitalization of Brian was disconcerting. Maybe there is such a thing -- but no, as a search of definitions in Google will show. But that misspelling of brine is more common than you might think, it turns out. Lots of examples on the Net, & Brian Shrimp turned up in the cached list of humorous names -- some real (so it is claimed), like Ann Thrax, who wrote a report on the disease, but most not, such as Avery Nowandthen. Readers may recall that I have my own list of favorite (real) names, a few of which I mentioned here. I guess it shouldn't be too surprising that Brian also named a dish. Thus: a Greek favourite: Brian's Shrimp with Tomatoes
Certainly cheaper than an airline ticket. But the
theological significance of the shrimp
shouldn't be overlooked, since He died for us all.
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Tue. May 24, 2005
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With the Koran & its possible (& some admitted) abuse by American guards in the news, we are learning this book is really, really important to Muslims. Some say it is more venerated than the Christian Bible (if more poorly written, though it is also claimed that this is because the Bible's "poetry" translates much better): The Koran, on the other hand, was originally written in the purest Arabic. Muhammad continually appeals to its extraordinary superhuman beauty and purity, as an evidence of the divine source from which he declared it to flow. He challenged unbelievers to produce, even with the aid of genii, any passage worthy to be compared with a single chapter in the Koran. Those who are acquainted with Arabic inform us that in its purest type it is in the highest degree copious, musical, and elegant; and that these qualities all meet in the Koran. Consequently there is scarcely any book in the world which loses so much by translation. The charm of its graceful, harmonious, rhythmical, sonorous sentences utterly evaporates, and the matter, stripped of its gaudy attire, appears to the ordinary reader insufferably dull and commonplace. Atheist (or agnostic) Robert Ingersoll, writing in the 19th century, didn't have a lot to say about the Koran (or Qur'an), no doubt because he had his hands full with home-grown religious insanity, but he had a lot to say about the Bible. Still, he had no illusions about the Koran's divine inspiration, as this passage notes: Koran The inspiration of the Bible is not a question of natural affection. It cannot be decided by the love a mother bears her son. It is a question of fact, to be substantiated like other facts. If the Turkish mother should give a copy of the Koran to her son, I would still have my doubts about the inspiration of that book; and if some Turkish soldier saved his life by having in his pocket a copy of the Koran that accidentally stopped a bullet just opposite his heart, I should still deny that Mohammed was a prophet of God. His exhaustive analysis of the Bible can be entered into here, one of many starting points for appreciating his once widely-known lectures & writings. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Mon. May 23, 2005
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With the influence of the religious right holding sway over the land, it may only be a matter of time until the old questions -- which I haven't heard much since I came out as an atheist as a youth (praying to God to strike me dead if he existed) -- are put to me & this column: Just what do you believe in? How can you go on with no hope of heaven? For starters, I'll reprint The Creed of Robert Ingersoll, which I can't claim to live up to, but is certainly a good enough model for anyone: To love justice, to long for the right, to love mercy, to pity the suffering, to assist the weak, to forget wrongs and remember benefits -- to love the truth, to be sincere, to utter honest words, to love liberty, to wage relentless war against slavery in all its forms, to love wife and child and friend, to make a happy home, to love the beautiful in art, in nature, to cultivate the mind, to be familiar with the mighty thoughts that genius has expressed, the noble deeds of all the world, to cultivate courage and cheerfulness, to make others happy, to fill life with the splendor of generous acts, the warmth of loving words, to discard error, to destroy prejudice, to receive new truths with gladness, to cultivate hope, to see the calm beyond the storm, the dawn beyond the night, to do the best that can be done and then to be resigned -- this is the religion of reason, the creed of science. This satisfies the heart and brain. Secular humanists & journalists alike should find this sufficient basis for a life; the Bible-thumpers are encouraged to go to Ingersoll's works for elaboration. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sun. May 22, 2005
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Already I seem to be falling down on the job, since I'm posting this on Tuesday, but I should point out that I specifically promised an update FOR every day, not one ON every day. As G.W. Bush might say, "It's hard work. . . ." The previous posting did take a lot of work, so I'll take it easy & also fulfill a claim, that I would be criticizing the editing of leftist & progressive publications, not just the Journal Sentinel & its weak copy desk. Milwaukee Magazine, though not quite in the categories mentioned, does have its share of hard-hitting investigative stuff & is good at rooting out corrupt politicians & inept legislators & judges (my friend Louise Tesmer, a fellow UWM graduate, having made the last two categories) in addition to the chic consumerism & city boosterism no doubt necessary to the sale of slick ads, & more power to them. Many city mags are nothing but bland vehicles for the local chamber of commerce -- the way Milwaukee Magazine itself started, as its former editor Jay Scriba, who went on to local recognition as the Journal's urban nature columnist years ago, told me. So it has its own Pressroom Confidential column, where other publications are taken to task: the Journal Sentinel, of course, & especially the Shepherd Express, our only city-wide alternative paper (& inheritor of the underground tradition), most recently for sleazy sex ads (though why they should bother any defender of a free press, or any supporter of a woman's right to control her own body, I can't understand). The April 2005 issue, for example, raises questions about the Journal Sentinel's new editorial page editor O. Oscar Pimintel & his "unheard of" panel of readers "exclusively for the editorial section," perhaps as a ploy "to deflect criticism that he's out of touch with readers?" My own initial reaction to an early Pimintel column & its casual affront to some religions is found earlier on this page. But it is not free from error itself, as in the same issue with a cover story by no less than former Milwaukee Journal bad boy (a thorn in the corporate side with pro-union activities & needlessly irreverent attitude -- including questioning why he shouldn't get the most market value for his company stock -- Joel McNally. Wealth & Power Inc. is the title of his article about black Milwaukee siblings now or formerly named Daniels: Bishop Sedgwick, John, Valerie & Hattie. In other words, a group which in the plural are the Danielses, at least according to conventional English usage. As a check on this, I did a search on Henry & William James, an analogous name, & found: "The profit on the transaction, he decided, would finance a radical change for the Jameses." Yet nowhere in the article are they referred to collectively as anything but the Daniels. Curious, as is the claim in the June 2005 issue by Perry Lamek that Ernest Hemingway's "The Old Man and the Sea took the Nobel Prize" in 1954. Of course, the prize is awarded "for an outstanding body of work," not any one book in particular. The same Milwaukee Magazine trashes -- rightly -- the "trivial" new weekly from the JS, mke (though it does feature a slick layout, colorful ads & a wealth of useful entertainment listings), in noting that its editor -- Sonja Jongsma Knauss (one of my new favorite names, almost on par with Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle of Riverwest Currents) comes from that same "politically active weekly" (Currents), which I also find to be be a well-written, engaged community newspaper. It's also a great guide to the neighborhood night life & quirky bars, such as Art Bar (self-explanatory), Onopa (which early on featured a mostly naked band, one member of which displayed her talent on stage at supporting weights with her labia), & Nessun Dorma & Timbuktu -- two names not from the realm of the ordinary. But my minor quibble with Riverwest Currents, which I brought up at the tent manned by Publisher Vince Bushell at last year's Locust Street Festival, is that its few ad listings are labeled Classified Advertising. "These aren't classified," I said, waving a paper in one hand while clutching a paper cup in the other. Because the ads were certainly not separated into any categories. He was respectful enough, no doubt taking into consideration my beery condition as I told him I had run into the same situation in the ancient days when I started at Kaleidoscope. There, layout editor John Sahli just slapped a large, deformed Un next to the Classified, thus creating a rather hip approach in line with the psychedelic sensibility we were mining. Oddly enough, Exchange Unclassified is the wording used today by exchange, A food & wellness journal published by Milwaukee's venerable Outpost Natural Foods. Since nothing has changed, I should have asked Bushell instead to have his crack investigative team look into why those cups of dark beer such as I held were advertised as pints in the quasi-British manner by my favorite local boutique brewer (along with Sprecher), Lakefront Brewery, at the stands in front of Linneman's & such. They were really only 14 ounces, bartenders admitted -- just like the Miller's yellow beer, though costing more. But my capacity for concern was limited, & the sun enervating. Maybe this year (Sunday, June 12). Moving to another local publication, Milwaukee's Vital Source, designed to "appeal to the many artists and musicians who live in the neighborhood," as a Journal Sentinel review said of the Riverwest monthly, is another earnest, knowledgeable & usually diverting . . . well, source. But here, too, I have a question: Why is the editor's note by Jon Ann Willow called the Editor's Blog? Since blog is short for web log, & log is the original term for a journal by a commander, such as a ship's captain (from the notes kept about the logs connected by cord thrown overboard to measure speed) -- or even by the chief of the Starship Enterprise -- what she is writing is just another editorial or log, having nothing to do with the Web except a desire to be au courant. Why not just Editor's Log? Of course, since a version of her comments ends up on the Internet, I guess they turn into a blog (even if they don't start that way) & the point is at least moot (or debatable -- not meaningless -- as I point out elsewhere in this column). But if some of these objections seem meaningless, chalk it up to my real motive, a desire to hold a little tour of worthwhile & perhaps overlooked local publications & provide some links for further reading. By the way, my other favorite names include Milwaukee towing-business entrepreneur Overton Buggs; frequent writer of letters to the JS's editor, Orlando Tweet; & my old classmate at North Division High School, Cleone Pudlik. Send me some of yours -- or more links to useful & relevant publications. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sat. May 21, 2005
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Although I've not officially gone Online -- that is, I've not spammed everybody I can think of to make the formal announcement -- I've told a few (asking for comments) & have brought this journal up to the present as of Fri. May 20. So I'm determined to make an entry for every day, beginning with today, as a sly positive reinforcement to those who might quickly check it out once & quit the next time if there is no new entry. I have no shortage of material; to the contrary, I'm swamped with topics (the Journal Sentinel's weak copy desk provides an endless supply by itself) but the problem was to find a worthy one for my first contemporaneous entry & set a plausible tone. While mulling over the possibilities, the most likely being a treatise on how I celebrated the inaugural Friday by making it through 3½ bottles of beer & a frozen pizza before falling asleep -- in contrast to the days when I could carry a brandy flask to the late-night 3D porno flick at the Downer Theatre or drink mouthwash to get to sleep in an effectively dry Canadian province -- & what might have caused this transformation, I found I was spared from further contemplation of my dissolute ways because I had received an almost instant reply to my first, small mailing. It was from Morgan Gibson -- known to many Milwaukeeans in the turmoil of the '60s as a writer, professor & activist here -- who, along with his equally influential then-wife Barbara, was a friend & mentor to a cohort of students on the East Side, primarily from UWM. He & she lost their academic positions here in the anti-war upheavals of the time, & last I heard he taught in Japan, where he lived with his new family, until his recent retirement. I've tried to document his & Barbara's effect & achievements in Milwaukee elsewhere on my first Zonyx Website, so I'll just list a few of those links for newcomers: 1) Christmas & J. Edgar Hoover meet on the East Side. 2) A literary history of the East Side from UWM's Cheshire to little mag madness; use Find function in Internet Explorer or scroll page for more Gibson references. 3) The saga of Kaleidoscope history from 1967 coffee shop conspirators to Supreme Court vindication. Also with many more references. 4) And see too an interview about Kenneth Rexroth with Ken Knabb of the Situationists on Bopsecrets: Rexroth by Gibson & Knabb & an interview in a Japanese publication. But those who remember him might also appreciate being brought up to date, as he is now in California -- where daughter Julia lives -- & will be traveling around the country, even to Chicago. Old friends & acquaintances & others might feel like e-mailing him greetings or whatever; he maintains a poetry connection with the city through the Woodland Pattern Bookstore, which carries his poetry, & has other followers through his biography of Kenneth Rexroth. Here is some of what he wrote me, with added links: What a plethora of Milwaukeeana! I'm in Hollywood, visiting Julia and Aaron, their son and daughter Miranda (born in Milwaukee commune you may recall), Miranda's son and his expected sibling (my great-grandchild) due in October, and associated personages. Leaving soon for the 60th anniversary reunion of my high school class at the University of Chicago and a conference with research librarians at the UC Regenstein Library who are cataloguing my literary papers and books in the Morgan Gibson Collection (the real name, no less). Then back to Yokohama for son Christopher's graduation from the Yokohama International School with an International Baccalaureate Diploma. He will enter Yale University in August, after which I will settle here in Hollywood for an extended period of writing, research at university libraries, poetry readings (to be arranged), etc. . . . Have you seen my poems in a recent GAM [magazine] published at WOODLAND PATTERN (edited by Stacy) and Ron Silliman's review of it and memories of me in his recent BLOG from San Francisco? http://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/ [Scroll to Friday, January 07, 2005]
Drink a glass to nostalgia for me also,
Morgan
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Sun. May 1, 2005
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In creating a page of instructive examples for this project, I was hesitant about stirring up Frankenstein & his monster, surely too elementary a subject; I even gave the Journal Sentinel's Eugene Kane his props for a previous correct usage. Then Kane wrote about Wisconsin's ineffective $1.5 billion (& counting) W-2 welfare "reform" program, -- which involves less welfare & no reform -- & "the people who created this Frankenstein of a social program" that former Gov. Tommy Thompson rode to his own well-paying job in the Bush administration. In any case, the JS's notoriously weak copy desk was dead wrong at least once on this one. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sat.
April 30, 2005
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The Journal Sentinel's editorial page features a Weekly laurels and laments column. Though it's not clear where a cutesy squib about a rare black bear sighting and tranquilizing in Wauwatosa fits in -- Lament its wandering ways? (Bears don't read). Laurels to those who netted it? (A routine animal control job) -- the editorial board writer was suitably relieved the "bear was placed back in the North Woods, from whence it presumably came." You'd think the presumably educated writer would know a redundant phrase. Lamentably, the JS's weak copy desk may be afraid to touch some copy. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sun. Feb. 13, 2005
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Wisconsin's Department of Natural Resources, at least as of this writing, may receive a recommendation from the Wisconsin Conservation Congress -- following a vote by counties, 51-14 -- to allow the hunting of little kitty-cats, or predatory feral cats, depending on your outlook. But you might be surprised that this is already legal in Michigan. In a syndicated Washington Post column printed in the Journal Sentinel, humor writer Gene Weingarten writes about STGTC, stories too good to check. These are captivating items reporters would rather write than look into too closely, because they tend not to be true -- though because ethics demand it, they usually do the investigation (except for perhaps Dan Rather). After all, even the general public by now knows the maxim attributed to any number of crusty old editors & journalism teachers, one possible source being the wall of the old Chicago News Bureau: "If your mother tells you she loves you, check it out." (Good luck verifying a definitive source with Google.) He reports, for example, on looking up as a cub reporter (a term that I've never known to be actually used in the newspaper business except to signify someone was telling a story on himself or someone else) a "fact" from an American history professor for a Thanksgiving story that the Pilgrims in 1621 sat down with the Indians to eat, not "corn and peas and turkey" but "corn and peas and . . . dog." Unfortunately, no other "expert" could or would confirm such a thing, & the story was spiked. Another, from Washington Post reporter T. R. Reid, was that European Union bureaucrats "had gone so far as to issue regulations governing the minimum and maximum size of condoms." Actually, that was true. "The part that couldn't survive checking, unfortunately, was that the Italians had asked that the minimums be made smaller." Still another was about the cheapskate who used the waistband from his underpants to strap his cell phone to his ear. Unconfirmed, though the hunting of house cats in Michigan -- & many other states -- is indeed legal. But the point I want to make, to aspiring cub reporters & others, is the opposite. As a newly-minted journalist (and actually when I was still taking journalism courses at UWM) trying my hand at a new & struggling underground newspaper, Kaleidoscope, I sometimes ended up with letters or notes taken over the phone by someone else -- given to me because I had at least some professional training -- containing various hot tips. Generally, they were from persons who complained they had been ignored by the established press. For good reason, those of us on duty usually agreed, & the writers were probably as nutty as their ramblings usually made them seem to be. (One, as we shall see, was indeed certifiably nutty, but ignoring her claims was nevertheless probably the biggest mistake I ever made as an underground journalist.) So, rather than checking out something that would be a waste of time, we didn't do anything at all -- the occasional deliberate hoax being the exception -- & missed real nuggets. Many were minor, of course, & without our investigation just disappeared, valid or not. Others surfaced much later, after we -- I -- had declined the scoop (another rare term, generally used by outsiders in writing about the media, rather than by reporters themselves, though City Editor Tom Rickert at the Waukesha Freeman once asked me what the "skinny" was on something, & I often relayed to him after events I covered that "nobody dropped any bombshells.") One such tidbit, tawdry though it appeared to us & not worthy of our newsprint even if it could be confirmed -- was not too risqué for the old Milwaukee Journal as events finally played out. The original anonymous letter (presumably from his wife or even another jilted lover) had complained that the president of the University of Wisconsin System Board of Regents, the late (Frank) Jack Pelisek was committing adultery (illegal then & now under Wisconsin law, though simple fornication is not) with a much younger woman in his office. He worked for a law firm at the time, in addition to having whatever staff & office perks the UW system gave him, & I've forgotten the details about his transgressions, though I recall them as many. But several years later Jack Pelisek, as he was called, was divorced under just such a scenario, though it was long before the time such messy details could be called up from Journal archives. But they certainly leaped off the page for me as I read them. The only references available now online contain only lavish praise for the Republican honcho & civic leader & have no details about the divorce, only that he remarried at about age 45:
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Wed. Jan. 5, 2005
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Jim Stingl's Journal Sentinel column in reference to a series on Lake Michigan's travails reads: "Here's how naive I was. I thought a huge lake like this pretty much took care of itself, provided food and shelter for countless native fish, shirked off our attempts to pollute it and performed its chief duty of giving young lovers on shore an ideal place for making out." Comment: Someone on the JS's weak copy desk is shirking his or her duty to look up shirk if the meaning is unclear. But I guess they shrugged off the notion. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Mon. Jan. 3, 2005
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The Milwaukee Journal Sentinel announced that four communications industry leaders are being inducted into the Wisconsin Newspaper Hall of Fame, including William F. Schanen Jr.: "Schanen founded the Ozaukee Press, an early user of offset printing, and won recognition more than 30 years ago when he refused to stop printing a controversial [Milwaukee] alternative newspaper, Kaleidoscope, despite an advertiser boycott of the Ozaukee Press. He died in 1971." Readers of the Zonyx Report, originator of Zone II, will recognize that K'scope -- whose publisher & editor, John Kois was convicted of felony obscenity in Wisconsin -- played an important role in the history of a free US press, culminating in a unanimous Supreme Court {enter Kois, 1972} decision written by Justice Potter Stewart effectively clearing the way for other underground & alternative papers generally & the local Bugle-American & Shepherd Express. In a concurring opinion, Justice William O. Douglas ridiculed the whole concept of obscenity as applied to newspapers entitled to Constitutional protection. (I was, at various times, its distributor, reporter, news editor & provider of redeeming social content, as well as a reporter & acting managing editor on the Ozaukee Press after Schanen's death). More on K'scope, Schanen & his son Bill III, & the underground press can be found by following the links provided above. Further biographical notes for the interested: Though William Schanen the father won recognition for his stance, including the Elijah Parrish Lovejoy Award for Courage in Journalism for his role as a printer (he had no control over the contents), the boycott -- which received nation-wide attention, from Life magazine to the LA Times -- led by "wealthy Grafton industrialist" Benjamin Grob, as he was generally called, devastated him & his business. His family felt it caused his early death from a heart attack at 57, which in turn led to his daughter Moira's suicide. Bill III was another story; I got the impression that as publisher of the elite Sailing magazine he would have preferred to live his uncontroversial country club life, but of course he had his father's legacy to live up to. And as long as K'scope paid the printing bill in full before the next issue came out, he did so. But we were never allowed to fall behind. Though he later fired me after a stint as the only news reporter ( most staff had been laid off earlier) -- besides himself there was also a "society lady," & he continued covering sports -- the job came at an opportune time. K'scope was paying me $50 a week, with the understanding that Advertising Manager Bert Stitt could use my old VW beetle to call on advertisers. Schanen paid $25 a day for four days, & I was broke. I felt I had to move to West Milwaukee (all right, it was to my parents' house, after I had been married & then divorced) from my hippie existence in Milwaukee's Riverwest, despite the long commute to the small, hilly city of Port Washington, north of Milwaukee on Lake Michigan, in that same VW. The rent had been free, as I lived in the unheated attic of my friend Margaret, who had been dragged into a car in front of a jazz lounge on Holton Street & raped, & so felt safer with someone home at night. But winter was coming, & as a newly dedicated worker I wanted to avoid any conflicts over bathroom access & quiet sleeping arrangements -- if I had to resort to her sofa -- since I had a girlfriend (Priscilla Vettel) & had to avoid my friend's quite capacious & warm bed. Because the paper published on Thursdays, I would stay there Wednesday nights -- reporters & editors on weeklies, where the work piles up, tend to work much longer weeks than on dailies, whose deadlines come every day & pass & another cycle starts. Then I would sleep on an editing table & finish writing in the morning to meet the weekly deadline -- & go home for the long weekend. The problem was that one of the most important roles of a small-town paper is to cover evening meetings, usually governmental or civic, which can last until very late -- yet as the only reporter, I was needed, or at least so Schanen thought, during the day, too. But I couldn't get overtime pay without working Fridays, nor did I want to work day & night, anyway. Now, if I could have afforded it, I could have rented a room & taken naps & meals in off-hours, as I had in Waukesha. As it was, I adjusted my hours by often coming in late -- a habit that was reinforced by my regular late-night stops at the Tuxedo bar on Milwaukee's East Side. Eventually, Schanen -- instead of advancing me money to move, though he had helpfully pointed out what category of ads to look at in his paper when I hinted I could resolve things if I could raise enough rent -- fired me, ostensibly for slow production, asking why I didn't "go write for Time magazine, or something." Fortunately, when I appealed, the state Unemployment Compensation Division decided Schanen had been unreasonable. It turned out that when Schanen had asked Jim Huston, my previous editor on the Waukesha Freeman -- which I had quit in disgust over not getting more general assignment stories -- for a reference, Huston told him I was good but slow. In other words, Schanen knew what he was getting. So I eventually collected 14 checks in one mailing & moved back to an East Side apartment with the money, & started -- as did a lot of hippies the busy fall of 1971 -- as a longshoreman at the Port of Milwaukee. I retired 21 years later. (Huston has changed his own career emphasis. A former priest married for a time to the Journal Sentinel's Pulitzer Prize-winning reporter Margo Huston, herself well-known on the East Side, he later became a lawyer for Foley & Lardner & married Milwaukee City Librarian Kate Huston.) |
Sun. Dec. 26, 2004
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The Packers' Saint Reggie has been sacked himself. Judge how he ranks in the Tolerance Hall of Fame with these quotes on homosexuality & the "gay choice." [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Mon. Nov. 8, 2004
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Tom Hadricourt of the JS sports staff reports that Brewer's general manager Douglas Melvin, knowing he needs to improve the team, "has been pouring over the possibilities the past few weeks. . . ." comment: Let's hope that whatever he's been pouring on them doesn't dampen his players' enthusiasm. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Thu. Nov. 4, 2004
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The Journal Sentinel's Craig Gilbert -- in the major, front-page story -- thinks that "Kerry's victory in the state became moot in deciding the presidency" because the 12,000 vote margin didn't matter in light of Bush's carrying of Ohio. But the effect wasn't arguable or debatable -- the definition of moot -- but well-defined, amounting to exactly no effect. Gilbert clearly believes here moot means irrelevant or academic, but the Oxford Pocket Fowler's Modern English Usage & The Careful Writer by Theodore M. Bernstein -- the foremost authority on American copy editing -- make it clear that is not so. This & other corrections are treated at ReMediaL Writing; or click here for an Internet discussion the JS's weak copy desk should check out. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Wed. Nov. 3, 2004
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Disinterest in science a barrier for minorities is the headline above Tannette Johnson-Elie's Opportunities column today. Of course, she didn't write the headline (reporters seldom do) but the same confusion with uninterest appears in the column, as she writes "study after study shows that the disinterest among young Americans in basic sciences has become a severe career handicap." Apparently the JS's weak copy desk is uninterested in editing her column to the point of compounding her error. Interested authorities take up this point in more detail on my ReMediaL Writing page under disinterest / uninterest. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Tue. Aug. 24, 2004
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In Myths are made to be challenged, even in Milwaukee, the new "liberal" (at least according to rabid right-wingers such as Mark Belling) editorial page editor of the Journal Sentinel, O. Ricardo Pimentel, offers a column on the need to "Challenge the mythology of your community," such as the old "melting pot" characterization of the US when it comes to historic ethnic & racial exclusivity. As an imported (from San Antonio) Hispanic, he devotes most of it to Milwaukee's view of Latinos as the hard-working "good" minority, with only intermittent bad press, as opposed to the "bad" -- lazy -- African-Americans. All well & good, but he concludes: "This is the problem with myths. Zeus really didn't hurl thunderbolts. Icarus really didn't fly so close to the sun that the wax melted in his wings. And I've yet to see a flying horse. . . ." Really? I've yet to see anybody walking on water (without floating shoes), but those myths (or miracles) were cherished as truth by widely-believed (if ancient) religions, with about as much proof as, oh, the feeding of multitudes with a few loaves, the sun standing still for Joshua, a bush burning without being consumed & Jesus himself rising from the dead & ascending into heaven. So are we to presume that when the Christian literalists claim Moses parted the Red Sea that Pimintel will be on the job to remind them of the absurdity of the claim? Or perhaps when miraculous healings begin to be conveniently attributed to the late Pope John Paul II, headed for earliest canonization? Even though Mexicans are generally taken to be devout in their Catholicism, Pimintel may prove to be the essence of skepticism. In which case, just because he has yet to see a flying horse, I'm sure he'll realize there were contemporaries to claim that vision & those who swore to the efficacy of Zeus' thunderbolts & were damn scared of them. Then if he applies his standards consistently, we can look forward to a flood of outraged letters from the fundamentalists & the faithful about his columns, but I wouldn't bet the collection plate on it. Expect a practiced avoidance of giving offense, as is usual in the case of our more newly-minted religious myths. Even from myth-busting journalists. * * * In the same issue, opposite an editorial about a three- hour party at City Hall for lobbyists & aldermen -- & citizens who cough up a $17 "suggested contribution" -- formerly called the Common Council picnic, now termed "lobbyfest," appears the cartoon below. Drawn by Stuart Carlson, it is of course meant to be Milwaukee City Hall -- except that our City Hall has no front steps leading up to the front door. Now, this may say something about how citizens, even a knowledgeable editorial cartoonist -- expected to be more more familiar than most folks with details of civic life -- can overlook the obvious. But it is especially unfortunate in this case, since the story is that City Hall was purposely built with the front door flush to the sidewalk, & the steps placed inside the doors, to signify ease of access to the ordinary person. That, of course, is the complete opposite of the spirit of the $17 lobbyfest & the list of the expected "1,200 invitees . . . [which includes] lobbyists, developers, union officials and business owners . . . not coming for the refreshments and the chance to see the ornate council chambers up close." [Journal Sentinel] As the editorial suggests, billing ordinary citizens who helped to pay for the building in the first place, should they actually show up despite not having been asked, raises real ethical concerns. more comment: Though harmless, Carlson's treatment of that architectural detail is a missed opportunity. Oddly enough, the cartoon itself could not be found in the JS archives where it should be (& still isn't), nor anywhere else in the month of August 2004 & thereabouts. Though Carlson graciously e-mailed a copy, writing, "Hope it works for you," he ignored making any explanation & didn't comment -- though also asked -- on whether he knew of that progressive aspect of City Hall history. |
Fri. June 11, 2004
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The Journal Sentinel's Mike Nichols writes in an amusing enough Sat. May 21, 2005 column about Milwaukee-talk, actually the "Wisconsin entries in the Dictionary of American Regional English." The ever-popular bubblers, of course, & Racine kringle, & something spelled inso, that he reports may be based on Milwaukeeans' aina, perhaps ignoring that it's more likely a version of the common aina so (is it not so?). No real problem here, but local writers do seem to have another pastry-based favorite usage. Crocker Stephenson, in today's Snapshots, writes about a Frank Parrish who gets "his bakery from Sciortino's." A Web search will show -- some permissive dictionaries notwithstanding -- that bakery is the place where baked goods or pastry are made. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Tue. June 8, 2004
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Had enough Ronnie hagiography yet? Try the antidote at Slate: Even the Iraqi invasion apologist/turncoat Christopher Hitchens is as scathing as in his expose of Mother Teresa. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Mon.
June 7, 2004
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The Journal Sentinel's architecture maven Whitney Gould maintains in an exchange with me that she knows exactly what she's doing when she has an interviewee "sniff" words in the same way you might whisper or yell them. What do you think? The latest in a series that looks at the JS's weak copy desk begins with our e-mails; click today's date. * * * More recently (Mon. Oct. 18, 2004) she reported on two options in the reconstruction of Interstate I-94 that would either "worsen noise pollution or carve into cemeteries on either side of the road," calling that a Hobson's choice. But Hobson's choice meant no choice at all, not equally distressing alternatives. [See also Dictionary.com for explication.] [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sun. June 6, 2004
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Sunday, when Marilyn vos Savant's column appears in Parade magazine in the Journal Sentinel & other papers, is a good time for a look at her errors, in Marilyn Is Wrong! [By the way, I'm convinced that to her credit she's an atheist, though fearfully closeted -- just notice how evasive she is on questions about prayer & miracles. One ploy is to appease the religiously deluded -- too large a segment of her readership to offend -- by switching topics to the role faith supposedly plays in science itself, such as the Big Bang Theory; even if true, it's besides the point.] [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Mon. Feb. 16, 2004
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Folk/protest composer of Little Boxes, Malvina Reynolds, is neglected by Journal Sentinel reviewer Dave Tianen (my old boss). Misunderstood, too. E-mail exchange [click date] has the details. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sat. March 22, 2003 [2]
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JS sports page headline: Tigers refuse to lay down early Comment: This from a major newspaper? It's from the AP wire, but of course the copy desk writes the headlines to fit the space. Theodore Bernstein devotes several grafs in The Careful Writer, which I would expect every copy editor to have read, if not to own, to illustrating the difference between the transitive lay (takes an object, such as to lay pipe) & the intransitive lie (no object, as in to rest). About this particular usage he writes that, "No, down isn't laid; it comes off a duck." Of course, when even presidential candidate John Kerry, as quoted in a JS Associated Press story [Sept. 25, 2004, p. 15a] says, "No American mother should have to lay awake at night wondering whether her children will be safe at school. . . .", we're back in George W. Bush territory anyway. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sat. March 22, 2003 [1]
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Sports columnist Michael Hunt was no doubt attuned to word usage when he opted for print journalism rather than TV: Imagine his cohorts calling on him with, "And now, here's sports from Mike Hunt." But he had it wrong when he wrote in the JS of the basketball team ". . . in Milwaukee, where the schizophrenic play of the Bucks can usually be traced to the duality of George Karl's nature." Though schizophrenia does have at the root of its meaning schism, or split, it is defined as "a mental disorder characterized by separation between thought and emotions. . . ." In other words, it has nothing to do with the popular notion of a split or dual personality, though sufferers may be delusional or act bizarrely in many ways. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Sun. Feb. 26, 2003
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Journal Sentinel pop-psych columnist Phillip Chard wails about whales. Despite gracious admission, the confusion is repeated. Click date for e-mails. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Thu. Jan. 23, 2003 [2]
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Crocker Stephenson of the Journal Sentinel uses enormity to mean vastness or immensity, not evil. A common error. Click date for our e-mails. But if our exchange reached the weak copy desk, it didn't have a lasting effect, judging from Polly Drew's marriage & family therapy column of Sun. May 8, 2005, where she referred to "runaway bride" Jennifer Wilbanks' planned wedding as Atlanta's "social event of the season" that "made her quake just thinking about the enormity of it." While 600 guests & 28 attendants might well make one quake (or run away), it doesn't amount to great wickedness, as Fowler's Modern English Usage defines it, except perhaps to critics of capitalism's excesses as practiced by decadent Southern society. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] z-guide |
Thu.
Jan 23, 2003 [1]
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I couldn't find find awoken in my then admittedly limited dictionary, as used by the Journal Sentinel's Meg Kissinger. But her own paper's usage contradicts her explanation, her reference to the OED notwithstanding. You decide; click the date for our reprinted e-mails. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-GUIDE |
Thu. Jan. 2, 2003
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My first critical contact with a Journal Sentinel reporter, Mark Johnson (actually quite a good writer), was an acrimonious exchange about his use of nauseous for nauseated, as detailed at length in our e-mails at today's date. It gets ugly, but I was testing the climate. [Your Thoughts] [Read Comments] Z-Guide |
My First Entry
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In the accepted format for blogs, the most recent remarks will appear at the top of this page. There, I will do several things, varying with the day. First, this is a general opinion column on social, cultural & political topics of personal interest, even on whimsical matters, but -- I hope -- also of wider interest. They are either not deserving of more lengthy articles, or it is beyond my available time & interest to produce one. When possible, I plan also to concentrate on criticism of mass media, especially newspapers & their editing, which I think is in serious decline. Notably at the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel [JS], & its weak copy desk, but even in the alternative press & progressive journals. I hope it's apparent that when I'm referring to a specific word or phrase usage (or misuse) in a newspaper quote that I've usually added the italics for convenience & dispensed with the customary emphasis added as tedious & unnecessary in context. E-mails I've already exchanged with some of the offenders are on view. Sometimes, links to other worthwhile sources will be promoted. Since this page is projected to go online sometime in May 2005, it is obvious that earlier observations are for testing purposes & to get the feel for writing them. Feedback is welcome, & comments will be published on the page provided -- edited by myself (fairly, I hope) with no guarantee everything will be printed. The comment process is just difficult enough that I don't expect to deal with a lot of remarks, but all corrections & insults will be duly considered, deserved or not. Let the flogging . . . ah, blogging, begin! --Mike Zetteler |
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