From Vox’s “Politics is about to destroy the Internet.” This essentially sums up the problem with our government and the industries they regulate.
I’m Excited for the launch of Vox, but this op-ed by Malcolm Harris reminds me that we need to be careful with news sources that claim to offer comprehensive explanations and analyses of so many different topics. With so many complex issues in the world, we’d be fools to think that just because we have lots of data we can now cut to the core of those issues. Data helps but it must be interpreted, and that interpretation is done by a human being who has biases and blind spots in their reasoning.
This is not an argument that “we can’t really know anything.” We can learn a great deal about the world from reading news sources, but when we inform ourselves about the world by reading short articles we have to keep in mind that we are reading a simplification of events. Personally, I think the author asks too much by arguing that authors need to spend time in every post explaining how their personal identity or perspective may bias their reporting, as he seems to suggest in the example of Nate Silver covering the sexual assault charges against Julian Assange. It would be great if we could have this information in every news article, but that seems too high of a standard to set for humans. Rather, we should try to read the news critically, fully aware that it’s written by other people who have their own biases.
This album is such a joy on your ears. Very mellow with a collection of songs that have their own distinctive sound yet add up to a unified whole. This song in particular always reminds me of the outdoor shows in Milwaukee and Chicago that Sarah and I would go to so we could soak up the sun and music. The song summons up those carefree summer days with friends, but also a tinge of melancholy that those simple days are gone seemingly for good.
A writer maximized her authority by choosing a subject she knew intimately and that made her feel helpless. “The best writers are those who put themselves at risk—first destabilize yourself, then restore yourself,” Lish said. How did they restore themselves? By dramatizing their confessions in a way that commanded attention: that was tense, taut, and confident, that had the feeling of an emotional striptease about it. “Mystery is at the very center of what engages the fictional transaction,” Callis recalls Lish saying. “Writing is not about telling; it is about showing, and not showing everything.”
– “Seduce the Whole World: Gordon Lish’s Workshop,” via The New Yorker.
The world of creative writing and fiction seems so distant to me now; the work of writing research briefs zaps all of my writing energies these days. This fascinating essay immerses you in eroticism, great writing advice, and gives you a front row seat to a cult of personality. A great read.
This post, from The New Yorker’s Maria Konnikova, provides some hopeful news for those who feel constantly stressed by all of life’s distractions and challenges. It shares the results of a study undertaken by the University of Miami that show with only three 20-minute meditation sessions per week, students became much less stressed and did better on memory and focus tests that were administered throughout the semester. Getting less stressed as a semester of college progresses and professors unload mounds of homework on you seems impossible – yet apparently a bit of meditation does the trick. It gets better too: not only does practicing meditation affect these improvements, but it also prevents your levels of stress and memory from worsening. While the group who undertook the mindfulness sessions showed less stress, and a greater ability to focus and use working memory, the control group who did not receive any mindfulness instruction worsened on the tests as the semester progressed.
Finally, you come to the last sentence of the article – “It’s a cultural shift.” This sentence refers to the growing recognition that, just as exercise does wonderful things for your physical health, mental exercise improves your mental health. I love this sentence because it gives hope to people (like me) who worry that the prosperity we enjoy in modern societies have made dulled our senses and left us stagnant, both individually and culturally. It shows that while our lifestyles in wealthy democracies may have unleashed a torrent of perils on our health, our societies, and our world, we still have the power to listen to the evidence, and shift our behavior and opinions for the better.
This might seem like a lot to takeaway from one research study on the mental health benefits of regular meditation, but I feel my conviction strengthened by another hopeful trend: the shift of public opinion towards marijuana legalization, and the accompanying debate around the merits or flaws of this approach. I personally think the legalization of marijuana would lead to a more just society, by funneling money away from cartels and ending racially biased penalties for using a comparatively harmless drug. Yet just because more people are starting to agree with my opinion doesn’t automatically mean that society is progressing – my ego isn’t that big. No, what makes me optimistic is that people are looking at the evidence on how successful the war on drugs has been, and they’re looking at their own experience with drugs, and deciding that we need to start considering different approaches. This new willingness to discuss issues about drugs isn’t just about legalization though, it’s also opening up important debates about addiction and drug abuse, not only for weed but for alcohol and other drugs as well. The opening of this national debate is epitomized by the President’s recent assertion that pot is less harmful than alcohol or cigarettes, and then re-affirming that message in an interview with CNN’s Jake Tapper. In the interview, he also signaled his willingness for decriminalization of marijuana, and called on legalization advocates to ask themselves tough questions about the unintended consequences legalization could have (e.g., the potential for more drug abuse). It’s refreshing to have our president finally speak to us like reasonable adults – even if in other areas, he seems to think public opinion is just misguided and needs a good ole’ government public relations campaign to change their minds (read: NSA leaks). If we really can have a national debate around these issues, it would show a maturity and honesty that would make me more hopeful about the health of our body public.
Put simply, the message these trends deliver is powerful: progress towards a better society is never certain, but we can make it happen if we strive towards it in our personal lives, and in our participation in self-governance.
So it turns out that Seward neighborhood in Minneapolis (my neighborhood!) was named after William H. Seward. Seward was widely expected to win the Republican nomination for the 1860 presidential election before a dark horse candidate named Abraham Lincoln snatched it from him at the last moment.
I’ve been reading about William Seward and his many admirers for awhile now in Team of Rivals, a biography of Lincoln and his political rivals. I kept wondering if this person who came so close to serving as President during the Civil War was the inspiration for the name of my Minneapolis neighborhood. Turns out, it is! I liked my area before, but I’ve got even more pride now that I know it was named after such a tireless and brilliant public servant and abolitionist. His whole life had been building towards the presidency, and his defeat in 1860 crushed and humiliated him. Yet he picked up the pieces and continued serving as Secretary of State during the most turbulent periods of US History. Go Seward!
Auras of orange creamsicle and soft baby blue
Drift lazily into each other;
Edging closer, twirling and blending together
Yet still shy, still hesitant:
Would-be middle school sweathearts, when the slow song comes on.
A billowing cloud imposes itself
Huffing with authority
Unready to cede the world to tenderness
Floating up, diffuse now in the air
Eyes full of silent loathing, it hangs there.
And all of this, to eyes gazing home
Appears as but a dream.
A vision full of unknown meaning
Another ripple in the stream.