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Show Notes - Week of May 13, 2019

19/5/2019

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Books, books, and more books:
I have been reading a lot lately, which is directly related to my mental and emotional inability to force myself to work in the evenings anymore. What was previously part of my daily routine is now just beyond comprehension. Eight to nine hours during the work day is so draining that I have nothing left to give in the evening. 

My evenings are now spent with a good book. Or a so-so book as I'll explain shortly. Life is better with books, even the so-so ones. 
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"Here, There Be Dragons" by James Owen was the first book completed this week. I read this with my older daughter, so this book was not read all in one week. This was an enjoyable story set in the later days of The Great War (WWI) that weaves together many of the literary myths of Western culture. The central artifact that binds the myths is a book called the Imaginarium Geographica which has been handed down through the centuries from some of the greatest figures in Western history. Losing the book means losing the world, and our trio of heroes do exactly that.

There have been other books that taught me history while I have
​read them, such as The Baroque Cycle, but this was probably the first one that was consumable by a teen / Young Adult audience. Definitely worth a read, and definitely worth reading the second in the series. 

The next book completed this week was Petroski's "The Evolution of Useful Things" that I quoted from last week. This was a disappointment overall, and I'm not sure I would recommend it. The history of the paper clip and the stapler were interesting, and the first discussions on the US patent system were interesting, but repeated quotes from patent applications throughout the 20th century did little but bore me. However, there were two more quotes that are worth sharing. The first is an informal definition of engineering:
… it is rather the art of not constructing: or, to define it rudely, but not inaptly, it is the art of doing well with one dollar, which any bungler can do with two after a fashion."
The second quote from Petroski comes from the final pages, and is a good summary of one of the book's key points, namely, that perfection is a myth, and any assumption of perfection is completely subjective and strictly time limited. The real or perceived failings of product or process in the mind of a particular inventor are the genesis of the next idea or evolution of the current idea. 
What constitutes failure and what improvement is not totally objective, for in the final analysis a considerable list of criteria, ranging from the functional to the aesthetic, from the economic to the moral, can come into play."
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Moving on, the next book was "The Lost Arts of Hearth and Home" by Ken Albala and Rosanna Nafziger Henderson. This book was full of interesting tidbits and things to try, from a two sentence description of how to make homemade gnocchi, to a detailed description of sewing various articles of clothing. Plus, I learned that vinegar is really just sour wine, which in French is vin aigre. Mind. Blown. 

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Finally, I read "The Worst is Yet to Come: A Post-Capitalist Survival Guide" by Peter Fleming. This was a quick read, clocking in at a bit over 100 pages, with fairly small pages at that. Fleming has nothing good to say about neoliberalism, but his "Survival Tips" at the end of each section are more summations than actual action steps. For example, saying that Donald Trump eating hamburgers naked in bed might be the antithesis of the path forward, but he does not provide any way of getting beyond that image. If Fleming is to be believed, the next generation is in for a historically oppressive shitshow, meaning that any preparation coming out of this book would be for the long game. 

Happy Birthday. Your gift is a messed up world heading for oblivion:
The house was filled with pre-teens one afternoon this week in celebration of our older daughter's birthday. The collection of strong, confident, and intelligent young people coincided with me reading Fleming's dire predictions for the future. I could have, maybe even should have, been depressed for their future, and wallowed in my guilt over the waste of potential and promise. But one of the themes in Fleming's book stuck was the need to prepare, to find alternatives while we still can, and that stuck in my head as I watched the next generation laugh and interact. 

All of a sudden my job, my role, my reason for being became obvious. I need to do everything I can to hold on to the world and the values that we hold true so that we can hand them as much of a contiguous whole as we can. We have to hand them our values, our mistakes and learning, our histories, and our dreams for the future, along with the tools and supports they need so they can unfuck the world when they are ready. My generation isn't capable of unfucking anything, but maybe we can help our children's generation become the saviors we need.
Bring Your Dice To Work Day (BYDTWD):
My last day of guest DM'ing for our weekly at work lunch hour D&D session was this week. Matt Colville talks about how D&D is the perfect hobby because no matter what your creative impulse is, you can express it in the game. Writing. Crafting. Drawing. Hell, probably even knitting for that matter. For me, it is the writing and the acting. 

My thoughts now move on to curating my own group. Age, gender, background are all irrelevant for the group, but mindset is essential. More RP than min-max. Combat is only a part of the game. Ability to commit to email sessions, and long sessions preferably in person. Consistent play times. Supportive of others. Interested in the story more than the loot. But how do I find these people? Advertise on Kijiji? This is something that will need more thinking. 
Idiot? Me?!
I suppose I brought it on myself to an extent. I don't change into crappy jeans and a t-shirt if I have to go to a place like the Lawnmower Hospital. I understand that I don't fit it there, but I needed a mulching blade for our mower and they don't sell those at the bookstores, comic shops, Henry Singer, Eddie Bauer, or anywhere else I typically shop. So excuse me all to hell for buying such a lightweight blade, which really should be excuse me all to hell for buying an electric mower in the first place. But really, did that guy need to mutter "Idiot" to me as I walked by? 

I can handle the comment, as I can ignore small-minded people. My concern is whether or not the comment was directed at me because he felt empowered to do so with the current political climate. If a white, middle-aged male can get trash talked, imagine the abuse an immigrant, a women, a person of color, a gay person, will have to endure as we hurtle into the abyss. 
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She was friendly, fun to be with, energetic. Pretty, if I was being honest. I liked her and whenever our shifts matched up, I contrived to leave the fulfillment center with her. We would walk to the bus stop and wait in the dusk for our buses. 46 for her, and then the 95 ten minutes later for me. Sometimes we would skip the first buses that came by just so we could talk longer. After, I would sit on the bus and think about her all the way home. On the days I got to spend those precious few minutes with her, I wouldn't even notice the grime in my flat or smell the piss-filled alley it emptied onto. The world was just better on those days. 

That all changed the day she became a liability. It was clear that it was her third strike, but I never knew what exactly it was. Maybe too long in the bathroom. Maybe she broke something. Maybe they just didn't like how she hummed while she compiled the boxes of useless shit that the customers ordered. Whatever it was, she hit her third strike, and there was nothing we could do but watch. Third strikers were a liability to everyone around them, and I couldn't afford to have her take me down as well. 

They always made us watch when a third striker was escorted out. The hysteria, the crying, the near epileptic fits of panic. We saw it all. We knew what it meant. When the only job you could find was in a fulfillment center, losing that job probably meant you were going to be homeless. Or dead. Or worse.

I looked into her eyes as she was pushed past the gathered crowd. Past me. Out the door. When she looked at me, I saw the pain and fear, but I also saw an understanding. She didn't blame me for not reaching out or helping her. She knew there was no point in me condemning myself as well. I had never felt so hollow, so pathetic. 

That night after work, I watched the 46 come and go. The 95 came and took me home. I noticed the grime and smell much more clearly that night.  

New beers:
Five new beers this week, after none last week. First was Screaming Viking Lager from Odin Brewing in Tukwila, Washington. I liked it a lot, which says a lot since it is a lager. (3.5 / 5) Second was Odin's Gift Red, another offering from Odin. Good stuff again in a style I don't typically like. I'll have to search out more from Odin. (3.5 / 5) Third was the Millionaire Stout from Wild Beer Co. in Somerset, England. Really nice stuff, with the dense brown foam that I am fond of in this style. (3.75 / 5). Fourth was Fish Bone New England IPA from Alley Kay, a surprisingly high IBU beer without a huge amount of hops. (3.75 / 5). Finally, the Oldman Watershed Collective benefit brew from Phillips. That was a surprising kolsch variant with a lot of haziness. (3.75 / 5). All in all, a good week for new beers. 
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New words:
Lots of new words this week, but that is to be expected when reading a book by a UK professor and another by Neal Stephenson.

nixtamalization
n ɪ ʃ t ə m əl aɪ ˈ z eɪ ʃ ən
a process for the preparation of maize (corn), or other grain, in which the corn is soaked and cooked in an alkaline solution, usually limewater (but sometimes wood ash lye), washed, and then hulled.

pu·ru·lent
[ˈpyo͝or(y)ələnt]
ADJECTIVE
  1. consisting of, containing, or discharging pus.

a·poth·e·o·sis
[əˌpäTHēˈōsəs]
NOUN
  1. the highest point in the development of something; culmination or climax.

prof·li·gate
[ˈpräfləɡət]
ADJECTIVE
  1. recklessly extravagant or wasteful in the use of resources.
NOUN
  1. a licentious, dissolute person.

mon·ad
[ˈmōˌnad]
NOUN
  1. a single unit; the number one.

e·qui·poise
[ˈekwəˌpoiz]
NOUN
  1. balance of forces or interests.

in·ter a·li·a
[ˌintər ˈālēə, ˌintər ˈälēə]
ADVERB
  1. among other things.

jer·e·mi·ad
[ˌjerəˈmīəd]
NOUN
  1. a long, mournful complaint or lamentation; a list of woes.

sat·ur·nine
[ˈsadərˌnīn]
ADJECTIVE
  1. (of a person or their manner) slow and gloomy.

di·a·lec·tic
[ˌdīəˈlektik]
NOUN
  1. the art of investigating or discussing the truth of opinions.

in·vid·i·ous
[inˈvidēəs]
ADJECTIVE
  1. (of an action or situation) likely to arouse or incur resentment or anger in others.

or·rer·y
[ˈôrərē]
NOUN
  1. a mechanical model of the solar system, or of just the sun, earth, and moon, used to represent their relative positions and motions.

di·er·e·sis
[dīˈerəsəs]
NOUN
  1. a mark (¨) placed over a vowel to indicate that it is sounded in a separate syllable, as in naïve, Brontë.

in·ef·fa·ble
[inˈefəb(ə)l]
ADJECTIVE
  1. too great or extreme to be expressed or described in words.

tau·tol·o·gy
[tôˈtäləjē]
NOUN
  1. the saying of the same thing twice in different words, generally considered to be a fault of style (e.g., they arrived one after the other in succession).

con·com·i·tant
[kənˈkämədənt]
ADJECTIVE
  1. naturally accompanying or associated.

in·vet·er·ate
[inˈvedərət]
ADJECTIVE
  1. having a particular habit, activity, or interest that is long-established and unlikely to change.

per·ni·cious
[pərˈniSHəs]
ADJECTIVE
  1. having a harmful effect, especially in a gradual or subtle way.

bod·kin
NOUN
  1. a blunt, thick needle with a large eye used especially for drawing tape or cord through a hem.

pri·va·tion
NOUN
  1. a state in which things that are essential for human well-being such as food and warmth are scarce or lacking.

man·sard
[ˈmanˌsärd]
NOUN
  1. a roof which has four sloping sides, each of which becomes steeper halfway down.

with·ers
[ˈwiT͟Hərz]
NOUN
  1. the highest part of a horse's back, lying at the base of the neck above the shoulders. The height of a horse is measured to the withers.

om·ni·um gath·er·um
[ˌämnēəm ˈɡaT͟Hərəm]
NOUN
  1. a collection of miscellaneous people or things.

pro·lix
ADJECTIVE
  1. (of speech or writing) using or containing too many words; tediously lengthy.
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