I'm borrowing brackets (but not underscores) from James. I feel it gives a sense of whispering to a headline (I don't know why James has opted for the convention).
We're about to flip our calendars. In fact, in most of our cases, we'll be recycling calendars in exchange for new ones, shifting the weight from the top to the bottom.
This is the time for lists, for memories, for resolutions.
I will, in no uncertain terms, not miss 2008. It began with a major snowstorm, a storm which has not abated for 363 days and counting.
Close family members, close friends have passed this year. Close family members of close friends have done the same.
It was a bad year to be a celebrity; lots of them passed as well, people with names like Heath Ledger, Preacher Roe and Eartha Kitt, among the dozens or hundreds.
We've watched the financial industry crash, watched people and charities ruined in a scam, watched the auto industries in the U.S., U.K., Mexico and Japan reduced to begging.
The people who started the year as well-liked, squeaky-clean governors of New York and Illinois tumbled in scandal, so far resulting in one resignation.
As the year rolls to a close, Palestinians and Israelis are killing each other again.
This isn't to say there's no hope for 2009: in fact, I think it's what we have most of.
It's also not to say good things didn't happen in 2008. Some most assuredly did. I think the world would not have survived had they not.
My 2009 will begin a few weeks late. I am half-in, half-out of boxes at the moment. I am, as one friend put it, "right-sizing" – downsizing to surroundings that I fit into, rather than having spare rooms I don't use.
My plan is to leave some goals open for 2009, but among those I hope to be able to quantify, once I'm in my new space, I hope to:
• Take more photos for the greater good, not necessarily for sale. I'm hoping to put at least three new photos on flickr each week.
• Publish something in Corpse. It's a publication I both enjoy and respect, and I'd be honored to be on their contributors list.
• Make this space here a lot prettier, more professional, and more useful. That includes better (more frequent, more informative) posting, and more creative use of space.
That's the beginning. There will be more.
I also have great hopes for Central New York in 2009, but that's another post for another day.
My hope for you, dear reader: a happy and a healthy 2009.
In case you missed it, Mike Williams is in my hometown this fall, taking classes at Springfield Technical Community College in hopes of getting back onto the Syracuse University football team in 2009. Ryan Miller interviewed him.
I used to be purely against anonymity on the Web. Then my friend Sassy Pants started blogging anonymously (save for a few of us who know her identity), and I started to understand somewhat.
And then Sassy Pants led me to the fictionalized recreational sex blog Girl With a One-Track Mind, written by "Abby Lee." It's a really well-written, informative, and thoroughly enjoyable blog, and eventually "Abby" (a pseudonym, hence the quotes) was handed a book deal. So, she wrote a book.
I was horrified by The Guardian's treatment of her: They sent flowers to "Abby Lee" via her book agent, then had a photographer follow the delivery to her door.
She had to call her mom and warn her.
Can you even imagine the conversation? "Hi, Mom. Just a warning. When you get the paper tomorrow, you're going to find out that I have a lot of sex and that I write rather luridly about it. That's all. Love ya. Say hi to Dad."
Sunday was the 20th anniversary of the bombing of Pan Am Flight 103 over Lockerbie, Scotland. That terrorist attack – a bomb on a timer in a suitcase aboard an international flight – killed all 259 people on board the plane, plus 11 people on the ground.
It also was a wake-up call to the international community regarding airline security.
When I first visited Syracuse University on Nov. 1, 2002, I learned that 35 of the people on that plane were exchange students from the university on their way home for the holidays.
A number of inappropriate comments have been removed, as suggested by the previous comment.
I happen to have the privilege of working for syracuse.com, and so this morning, I took occasion to read some of the comments that were removed from the site.
Sadly, I have to say, they deserved removal. They were everything from hateful to useless to irresponsible. And that's the problem with offering people anonymity: there's no accountability for what they say.
Let's be honest. We all have stuff we'd love to say, but let's face it, some things we keep to ourselves, because they have consequences we're not willing to incur. These consequences might be anything from being branded an idiot or a racist, to being fired for representing your company in an unprofessional manner.
But let's face it: unless you're the late Mark Felt – the best-known anonymous source ever – you probably need a really good reason for anonymity on the Web. And you shouldn't abuse it by saying anything you'd be embarrassed to say if you put your name behind it.
Governor David Paterson appears to be attempting to make New York a really miserable place to live, in an effort to shore up a $15 billion budget gap.
OK, that's a lot of money, I get it. But among Paterson's proposed measures are 88 new taxes and fees, along with service cuts.
There are some definitely reasonable measures. Upping sin taxes (beer, wine, cigarettes, cigars) and removing the 8-cent-per-gallon gas tax cap, no worries. Upping the auto insurance surcharge from $5 to $10? OK, fine.
But then there's things like...
• Taxes on non-diet sodas, and other "non-nutritious" beverages like juices that aren't really juice (officially, less than 70% juice). You can't really call this an "obesity tax," as some news outlets have dubbed it, because, well, where's ice cream? Cheeseburgers? Bacon? And if you tax non-diet sodas, you get people drinking diet sodas. So, what, they get cancer instead of fat? That will do great things for the health care budget, eh?
• Taxes on services like gym memberships and hair cuts. This might be fine at upscale places, but people will leave gyms if their memberships go up $6 a month (adding weight to the health care problem), and you start pricing people out of some services – if you're generally only willing to pay $15 for a haircut, when taxes send it to $17, you're going to go every other month instead of every month, and your barber will close, meaning a decrease in the business tax base for cities.
• New license plates, which will cost you $25. Why don't you just up the registration fee? Why do I have to stand in line at the registry to exchange my tags, then notify my insurance company, the bank that holds my car loan, and my landlord?
• Raising fees for camping and parks in general and cutting services. Pay more for less? OK, sure!
• Increase fees for fishing licenses by $10 – but only if you're fishing for salmon or trout. Hmmm...if I don't know my fish, will can I catch one by accident?
• New fees for cable TV, satellite TV and satellite radio. I would be in favor of this if these weren't monopoly industries. If there were price competition, it would be easy to swallow an extra $5 or $10 a month (well, maybe $10), but since you pretty much pay $15, $50 or $99 for cable from the local company (at least in this area), you're held hostage for whatever the company wants to charge you to pay those fees.
• Taxes on bus and cab fares. First off, we should be rewarding people for taking public or mass transit, not finding new ways to make money from them. Second, you wind up diminishing public transit services. Centro, the local bus company here, isn't likely to raise their fare to $1.08 per trip, they'll make their rate $0.93 so the sales tax makes the trip $1. And losing even seven cents per passenger means they're going to have some trouble, especially when gas prices go up.
• Taxes on less expensive clothing and shoes. Many states charge a luxury tax for some items (I remember growing up that it was a $70 item you had to pay taxes on in Massachusetts), and in New York, $110 is the demarcation point. You don't pay taxes on on a $109.99 dress, nor on a $3.99 t-shirt. Maybe you lower that threshold to $50 or something, but eliminate it all the way and you have retailers who make their livings on selling $3.99 t-shirts closing up because people are now buying two shirts at a time instead of three, taking away fully a third of their income.
• Taxes on entertainment, like movie tickets, tickets to sporting events, and movie, music and book downloads. I'm sure the anti-piracy firms will love the last bit. When you jack up prices, you encourage stealing of intellectual property.
The budget proposal also includes cuts to SUNY hospitals, increases in tuition at SUNY schools, a removal of a tax incentive to renters in New York City, an eight-fold increase in the cost of taking a civil service exam, and large increases in professional fees for certifications for physicians, lawyers, social workers and others.
And for just a brief second, let's talk about one of upstate's big problems: Brain Drain. Do you see that list of stuff up there? A lot of it hurts younger folks, and that means that once they finish high school or college, they're gone, to some place they can afford to live.
I don't think this budget is going to pass in this form, but if it does, I think we're going to start seeing more problems at ground level – more housing foreclosures, more businesses closing up shop, more people leaving the state.
At some point you have to realize, it's not just a hole in the state budget, it's a hole in people's pockets, and holes in people's pockets means holes in New York – as a whole.
• Not vote for her in 2010 • Not vote for Gov. David Paterson, should he decide to run for re-election • Let the DNC and the New York State Democratic Party know that I'm really, really upset with them.
One of the biggest complaints the press has had with the Bush administration over the past eight years, is that the administration is very secretive.
We've seen the launch of both OpenTheGovernment.org, which is an advocacy group, and OpenGovernment.org, which is more of a consultant in helping governments open up to the public and to the press.
Caroline Kennedy was in Syracuse today, meeting with Mayor Matt Driscoll to get some idea of Upstate issues. At least we think that's why she was here.
Kennedy has announced that she's interested in filling the U.S. Senate seat that would be vacated by Sen. Hillary Clinton, assuming she is confirmed to the position of Secretary of State in the Obama administration (if she's not confirmed, she'll still be the junior senator from New York).
Kennedy's professional resume certainly gives her the experience needed to hold public office. I'd like to see someone with her qualifications work their way up to senator – perhaps through serving at the state level and as a U.S. Representative first – but sometimes a fresh voice isn't oh so bad.
Ann at Feministing is in agreement with me on her qualifications – not a great first choice, but probably not a bad choice in the end.
But what she did to the local press today was simply unforgivable for anyone seeking public office.
After speaking with the mayor, she stepped out of his office, told reporters that she had told the governor she'd be proud to be considered for the job, and that the governor has a process in place for selecting the next senator.
She said she shared her experience with the mayor, and that's when the press starting asking tough – but I think fair – questions. Questions like, "Will you share with New Yorkers what that experience is?"
She answered exactly one question:
Reporter: Where are you going next? Kennedy: To the car.
At least one reporter – it's hard to tell via the audio whether it was the same reporter asking multiple times, or multiple reporters – expressed some disbelief that she was meeting with a local official and would not answer any questions from the press.
Here's what's worse to me: She's all but a media darling because of it.
WTVH [an affiliate of my employer], the local CBS affiliate, not only cuts off the video when she walks out as questions are starting, they managed to find some locals who support Kennedy for the seat.
The local newspaper, The Post-Standard, gets a lot of points for trying [disclaimer: I work for the affiliated Web site]. Their video fades out as she begins to walk away, though they do have audio and transcript all the way until she climbs in the car. The main problem with that is that video is more dynamic than audio or text.
I simply cannot support a potential government official who is not willing to be open and honest with the press throughout her campaign – even if she's not up for election by the public. Her entourage could have warned reporters ahead of time she would not take questions, or she could have introduced her comments with something to that effect, but to entirely ignore questions – hardball or softball – is not only an insult to the press, it's an insult to the people of the state of New York.
When the Hartford Whalers left Connecticut to become the Colorado Avalanche, they took the Springfield Indians with them. Several years later, the Falcons started playing in town. They weren't so good.
The city built a new convention center called The MassMutual Center on the site of the old civic center, and it's a good place to see hockey.
Unfortunately, no one's doing that.
Rumor around the league is that the Falcons might not stick around, thanks to poor attendance.
The game on the 29th had an announced attendance of 4,906, which filled about half of the arena, which isn't great, but it's not awful, especially since it was a holiday weekend.
The guy we sat next to said he usually has the entire row for three sections. Other fans also said it seemed like a lot more people than usually came.
Providence won the game 2-0, and despite the fact that the Falcons managed 27 shots on net to the Bruins' 28, they were never in it. Tuukka Rask did make a couple of very nice stops in between the pipes for Providence, but other than that, both teams played a rather sloppy game.
Springfield's offense did a great job finding each other's skates with the puck, rather than their sticks – it seems like they didn't have a solid connection on three passes all game.
The Providence power play – which did manage to score two goals, both in the first – featured the lefties on the wrong side of the ice, with shooters receiving the puck and then having to turn a full 180 degrees to be in position.
At the very least, my sister got to see the fairly physical game she was hoping to see.
Then last night, it was a Syracuse Crunch game. They lost 4-2 to Toronto, and as you can see from the box score, well, the Crunch managed to put more shots on net in the frantic third period than they did in the first two combined.
Toronto got a couple of lucky bounces – the sort that never go you're way when your in the middle of the sort of losing streak the Crunch have been in.
I remember lots of Crunch teams that were bad. Too many, actually. I can't remember a stretch where so many good players are playing so bad. There have been times the past two games were Syracuse looked like a bantam team on its first day of practice.
This is a good Crunch team. It really is. It's just that you'd never know it from watching them play.
Hopefully I'll get one more game in this year, and hopefully it will be a decent game.
"What are you doing, studying chauvinism?" my brother asked.
We were visiting our parents for Thanksgiving and he saw the two paperbacks I had been reading simultaneously sitting by the bed. The were Women by Charles Bukowski and He's a stud, she's a slut, and 49 other double standards every woman should know by Jessica Valenti.
My love of Valenti's (bio) work is well-documented. I do, however, approach her material with the knowledge in mind that I am not her target audience.
One thing I really liked about her first full-length offering, Full Frontal Feminism, is that she was reaching for young women, and I think she found them with her voice. She writes personally and informally, and with an educational but not preachy tone.
Like many people, I first came across Valenti's writing through the group blog Feministing, which she founded, edits and co-authors (also, I love when people take nouns and turn them into gerunds, but that's probably just me). Between her and my friend Catherine, I've probably learned more than I learned through most of the first 18 years I was in school – and what I've learned from them is stuff that every guy (especially every white guy) should learn.
I didn't enjoy Double Standards as much as FFF, and some of that had to do with the format: essentially, each chapter is three pages of setting up a problem with examples, and then a one-to-two-paragraph solution on a facing page (the title double standard begins on page 14, and the final one ends on page 213, so the book is faithful to this format throughout).
Some of it is the fact that I'm predisposed to disliking books of lists.
That's not to say I didn't get anything out of it – I definitely did. Valenti points out the discrepancies in health care costs and availability, wage inequality, and double standards in everything from rape culture to the daily makeup-or-no-makeup decision.
I'm very much looking forward to her next offering.
But me being me, I had to be contrarian. Or maybe I just couldn't handle one viewpoint at a time.
So I grabbed a copy of Women.
My enjoyment of Bukowski's work has come much slower, much harder. He has proven through his writing – and his alter-ego recurring main character Henry (Hank) Chinaski – to be an unapologetic, well, pig.
Women chronicles his drunken sexual exploits as a 50-something-year-old writer who drinks heavily at his readings and corresponds with female fans. He is constantly getting laid by women less than half his age, and even wins them over when his drinking leaves him impotent for the night.
His occasional recognition that he is a disgusting human being and his even less frequent moment of remorse do not redeem him, although his closing to this novel makes it clear he disagrees.
So, umm, Josh, you liked this book?
Well, yes, I did, thanks for asking. Bukowski writes plainly, if brutally (if you can't stand to read the words "fuck" and "cunt" repeatedly, skip this one). He hates fame, he hates other writers, he prefers boxing and horse racing, he despises other people (but still admits to loneliness once in a while).
If you're looking to ease into Bukowski, start with Post Office (OK, no one eases in, but still), and be sure to skip his poetry – it's godawful.
You may have noticed I neglected the blog for most of the month. Hell, you may have stopped reading the blog because I neglected it for most of the month. But hopefully you're at least subscribed to the RSS feed (and if not, please do subscribe) or reading it because you follow me on Twitter (again, if you're not, please do).
So, what came of November? Well, there was...
• The 40 Under 40 award. This was a classy affair. About 420 people or so for lunch and the ceremony, and I wound up on TV. This was definitely an honor, especially when I look at the other names on the list.
• There's a new title on my resume (retroactively). I was already doing the job, but, well, I needed to show some movement. The new title ("Project Coordinator") may still get massaged, but both my boss and I signed a title change sheet, so I'm calling it official.
• There was the whole NaNoWriMo thing. I churned out (officially) 50,015 words between Nov. 1 and Nov. 25, which meant that not only did they declare me a "winner," I spent a long Thanksgiving break hanging out with my family, rather than trying to cross the 50,000-word mark.
In December, I am looking forward to...
• Downsizing. Getting rid of the stuff I don't use, books I'm not re-reading, etc. I'm hoping this turns into moving into a new apartment, as well. I currently have two rooms that hold four file drawers and a book case, and nothing else. I have to walk through them, but I rarely stop in them. They could certainly be consolidated into a small office.
• Editing the crap out of the NaNoWriMo stuff. Some people actually wrote full novels, but I wrote short, creative non-fiction essays. They aren't related, and are, I guess to use a legal term, severable. I'll break them up, edit them down, and if something's worth posting I'll post it, and if something's better, I'll try to sell it.