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Sunday, November 6th, 2005

Deceptive Imagery

The first thing I noticed when seeing this shot of Bush during his recent visit to Argentina were the rolled up sleeves, maybe because they’re so blatantly obvious, maybe because I was primed by the recently leaked email correspondence of then FEMA director Michael Brown, where he was advised to roll up his sleeves to appear more hardworking, while people in the hurrican’s wake were struggling to stay alive.

I realize, of course, that if a public person just behaves naturally, the resulting image will be anything close to honest. But doesn’t it seem odd that it is accepted, or indeed expected, of trusted public figures to be deliberately deceptive about themselves and mislead everybody?

And because I just finished it, I’ll throw in a little anecdote from de Waal’s book (see below). One day the then alpha male of the chimpanzee colony at Arnhem Zoo was challenged. He stood up very manly to the threat and showed no weakness. But after he had won, when he turned away and his face wasn’t visible to his rival any more, he immediately expressed his insecurity and fear in a wide, anxious grin. But who would compare Bush to a chimp, really?

Sunday, November 6th, 2005

Steaming Monkeys

Yesterday a neurophysiologist gave a talk here at Berkeley, on their usual subject of the correlation of electrical activity of a neuron in Macaque cortex with some thing or another. While the audience walked in, the speaker had a short movie of a wild Macaque sitting contently in a hot spring with snows all around, probably shot at Jigokudani. The movie’s tranquility and meditative mood seemed strangely at odds with the boring work experimental animals usually have to endure. Maybe the strangely beautiful closing sequence of Aguirre, where Kinski’s mad explorer chases monkeys around a doomed raft would be a better metaphor.

Friday, November 4th, 2005

Jigsaw Pieces

memorial

1
Netflix, the company that revolutionized DVD renting, just settled a class action lawsuit brought by one of their customers. The lawyers the cutomer hired argued that Netflix’ advertising was misleading. Netflix denied, but agreed to pay $2000 to the claimant, give every member of the class, i.e. every customer, a free month of upgraded service. Not noteworthy? Wait for the punchline. The lawyers get $2.5 MILLION for their efforts. And, to add insult to injury, the “free” upgrade will continue as paid service unless cancelled. The only way to get out of this abomination of a lawsuit is by sending a mailed letter to a San Francisco court. More here.

2
A young woman in Tucson, Arizona, tried to find emergency contraception. It took three days to find a store that carried it at all, and they then wouldn’t give it to her, citing religious and moral objections.

Tuesday, November 1st, 2005

Networking, Not Working?

strung

I’m growing increasingly weary of people linking to Amazon for books they want to recommend. Shouldn’t there be a website where people can search books online and then order them at their neighbourhood independent bookstore? buchhandel.de does this for german books, but a quick search unearthed nothing similar for the american market. The closest match I could find was BookSense.com, but that’s not a catalog at all, just a store directory. Does this really not exist yet?

Tuesday, November 1st, 2005

On a Monkey’s Back

teeth

One of Frans de Waal’s objectives in publishing his Chimpanzee Politics in 1982 was to destroy the notion that only us humans are capable of complex social behaviour and congition, and that we are not so special after all. It was, I believe, mainly advocating a recasting of social human psychology in terms of primate behaviour.

Read today, though, it has an opposite effect on me, and throws the personality of the apes into sharp focus. I don’t read so much that we are apes, but that these animals are people, and the fact that they are kept in enclosures, that their habitats are being destroyed, and that we humans have taken full control over their fate without accepting the responsibility for it, gives this book a very melancholy undercurrent. And the fact that chimps are scheming, power hungry bastards, doesn’t change that one bit.

Friday, October 28th, 2005

Education, 1986

a pichter of mexaco

A few weeks ago I found a child’s diary in a cardboard box at the side of the road. The diary is from early 1986, starting in the middle of January and ending probably some time in February. A teacher named Karen encouraged 7 year old Miranda to keep a diary, and added questions and comments to it.

The diary is very sweet, and Miranda’s private spelling quite endearing. A strange “pichter” of Miranda’s life in 1986 emerges from its pages. She describes a visit to her grandparents in New York, which she was very excited about, her problems and friends at her new school, writes about her parents, her brother and her imaginary, double initialed friends. Very touching.

See the whole set.

Saturday, October 22nd, 2005

The Spookiness of Inside

apparition

There is no mistaking the fact that after decades of intense research, we aren’t much closer to answering the questions about consciousness, and not even much closer to knowing what exactly it is we are asking. The inside of our skull still looks as mysterious as ever.

Thursday, July 28th, 2005

Around the Block

around the block

Oakland has something of a reputation for being a crime center, the murder rate per citizen surpasses that of any other place and the general feel in the streets in many areas is one of uneasyness and tension.

This, however, is part of south Berkeley, close to the Ashby Bart station, 10 blocks from where we live, and 1 block from where we rent our car from. Someone set a fire in the back of the house, in the alley, and when the firefighters arrived, they found in an upstairs apartment, all of two machine guns, a 50-caliber sniper’s rifle, two dozen military assault rifles, assorted shotguns and handguns, a pair of bullet proof vests, as well as 178 marihuana plants.

Good thing they had taken the assault tank out for a ride to have a look at the poppy operation two blocks down.

Friday, July 8th, 2005

the flag

stewart & tripod

Stewart was setting up for shooting the American flag outside the door when I left the Flickr Meetup at San Francisco’s Crossroads Cafe last night, saying “I need to get a shot of this” and looking up at an American flag. He then said in what sounded like a mixture of fascination and amused disgust, “Gotham City”. A weird moment for me, because I suddenly remembered how the upiquity of Old Glory in cyclopean sizes had struck me similarly on my first visits to the US, and now I hardly notice it any more.

I’m not sure if that’s a good thing.

Friday, July 8th, 2005

pink and blue

world's greatest grandpas

I have in my hand a box of caramel sweets and a bottle of Gatorade, and in my legs the fatigue that follows an intense workout. The clerk at the cash register is reading a magazine and doesn’t look up from it when an old woman in front of me puts a plastic bag on the counter. The clerk reaches into the bag, and enters the prices for the unseen items, not taking them out. The total comes to just under five dollars. The woman hands over two dollar bills, two rolls of nickels, and calmly starts counting pennies in her hand. “Not enough”, she says, “let’s see. What can I leave?” She reaches into the bag and pulls out a can of cat food, one of several, it seems. “How much now”. The clerk, who has continued reading the magazine, takes off the can’s price, the woman has enough money now, pays and leaves. My Gatorade and chocolate cost just as much. After I paid, and as I wish the clerk a good night, her eyes come up for the first time and meet mine for an instant. Gone.