Tuesday, January 20, 2009

The Obamsian Moment

Nothing profound today:  just the purest joy.  He's not a miracle worker, but do you have any doubt the whatever his faults--inexperience chief among them--Barack Obama probably won't ever be accused of failing to think through, or talk through, a situation of surpassing import?  Maybe that's setting the bar low, but I'm not looking for promises so much as a good faith effort.  He's a good person.  To me that means listening to others, working through coalitions whenever possible, having the mind and the intellectual patience to work through an issue quickly, systematically, and without prejudgment.  A pragmatist.  Someone who wants the system to work.

Friday, January 9, 2009

the intimacy net

Being older and somewhat new to Facebook, messaging, etc., and trying quizzically to understand it to some extent--when do we text?  what do we FB?--I offer the following model for your consideration.

The most intimate you can be is a face to face interaction, whether in a public (less intimate) or private (more intimate) space.  This requires making time to exchange immediate remarks with another soul on at least one topic for more than, say, a few minutes.  This is a heavy investment.

Less intimate but still quite intimate is the cell phone call, which again requires live exchanges and is predicated on a prior exchange of information that could come back to haunt you.  (As in, you might conceivably be called by this person.  More on this in a moment.  It's intimate because if you should call them--even to leave a voicemail--there was, nevertheless, a chance she or he might have actually answered.  And then you'd have to talk.  You know that going in.  And yes, you get credit for trying.  By the by, you should keep their number in your phone at all times, even if you don't intend to speak with them again, because at least you'll know whom you're avoiding.)

Nearly as intimate is IM for similar reasons, but as people are wont to conduct multiple simultaneous IM chats, surf the net, listen to music, etc., it does not reach the level of attention required for f2f or cell intimacy.

Next comes the email, which demands a degree of literary finesse and sustained thought in a particular direction.  Attention to one's audience.  Usually comes with an expectation of a response and a continuing dialogue.  Sure, this could be dragged out over weeks, even months--you can always say it got lost in a huge influx of emails and let's face it, not all emails are equally pressing--but it still remains part of a call-and-response format.

The text message is still baffling to me, but I think it's less of an emotional commitment than email:  many interviewed in my research name the specific advantage of the tm that "you don't have to actually interact with the person.  You can just say what you want to say and move on."  On the other hand, the text message has a quality of playfulness--flirtation?--that none of the others have.  Coincidentally, it allows for subterranean communication outside the bounds of polite social discourse, such as, "meet u bhind stairs 4 whatev" and "beyotch."

And though I might have though otherwise at first, the most superficial form of communication is apparently Facebook.  Yes, there are entry requirements ("friends"), but those can be relatively low thresholds.  You're certainly not going to say anything too controversial in wall-to-wall.  This is mostly, but not always, breezy, cocktail party chatter.  There is a messaging option in here, which has the potential of being creepy because people aren't expecting that level of intimacy here.  Women I've spoken with say this is where the high school acquaintance you haven't seen for 10 years writes, "I see you're not married or in a relationship, so if you're in town maybe we could ...?"  (Ew.)  But sometimes a dinner's just a dinner, said Freud.  At any rate, Fb is very fun, entertaining, but there's not too much "you" there because it would be a little off-putting to most people.  Conversely, there are relationships so intimate you might not even want to sully them with Fb.  And then there's hedging your bets, as in, Should I friend this person I might not even want to know in a few months?

What am I missing here?

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Eleventh Doctor Matt Smith

Here's the problem with Matt Smith, so far as I can tell.  First, watch him in the most recent "Doctor Who Confidential" madly twiddling his fingers trying to come up with the most underwhelming sentences possible.  Yeah.  Comes off as an idiot.  And this is exactly to the point:  to succeed in this role, he needs to convince us that he's the smartest man in the universe, when it's not even clear he's the smartest guy in the room!  Maybe it was just nerves or maybe he's not terribly bright.  If the worst proves true, the best hope is this:  there have been many very good actors who have been total idiots.  Consider Tom Cruise, for instance.

true crime

A few thoughts:  a novelist named Westlake (?) died New Year's Eve (more than I did that night).  Turns out he wrote mostly crime fiction but got his start writing true crime short stories.  The formula?  Sin, suffer, repent.  His first was about a woman who slept with her husband's boss to see that he got a promotion.  She goes through with it only to learn that he would have gotten the promotion anyway.  Interesting to try this out ten times and see if a few were worth developing into a somethin' somethin'.  Another interesting comment was, the difference between the criminal and the crime novelist is that the former can work out all the logistics of committing a crime; the latter can do all that but can also imagine getting caught.  Sounded a bit wishful (lots of crimes go unsolved), but point taken.  requiescat in pace.

drinking

You can't get far in Horace without the invitation to "drink"--wine almost exclusively but a form of wisdom, too.  Without any pretensions of making anyone the wiser, I just want to write stuff that makes you a little off, a bit tipsy.  Part opinion, part current events, mostly public diary.  Anonymous, mostly.