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I mentioned a week or so ago, when President Bush had his initially-troublesome encounter with a Segway, that I enjoy humorous Presidential photos, regardless of the President’s political affiliation. For instance, here is President Bush the Elder, during his own inaugural festivities on January 20, 1989, indulging one of his grandchildren’s fascination with flashlights and dentistry.

Over the last week I’ve been dipping into a fascinting book called Public & Private: Twenty Years Photographing the Presidency by Diana Walker, a photojournalist who covered every President of the United States between Gerald Ford and Bill Clinton. The book is fascinating for its look, as the title indicates, into both the Presidency as a public institution and the lives of the individual men who have held the office.

Some more partisan Republicans might want to take this next one more literally than I would, but it’s still a funny picture:

Of course, the book isn’t devoted to humorous photos — far from it, actually. The full gravity of the Presidency is on display here, as is the toll it takes on both the men in the office and the people surrounding him. There are some very poignant candids in the book. For instance, there’s a wonderful shot of President Reagan, for example, walking across the lawn of the White House with a gift basket for Nancy Reagan in his hand (she was in the hospital at the time) and looking not quite as “larger than life” as Reagan often looked. Another pair of images of President Bush the Elder after he lost re-election capture the disappointment of losing such a race: one of Bush delivering his concession, the sadness evident in his eyes, and a shot from the back taken the next morning of the President and Mrs. Bush leaning on one another. The book abounds with such examples.

Finally, there is this next image, taken in 1991 for the opening of the Reagan Library. This photo perfectly captures the idea of the Presidency’s ongoing nature by showing five Presidents standing side-by-side. I once saw a speech by former President Bush, at an event where he and Presidents Clinton and Carter paid tribute to the White House itself. In that speece, Bush referred to the Presidency as a “continuum of service”, a phrase which I liked.

I find books like Public & Private to be a good antidote, and a necessary one, to the occasional political depression that can set in when one focuses too much on the issues and personalities of right now and loses a bit of focus on the idea of ongoing history.

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TBOGG also mentions something odd said by Dick Gephardt the other day. I’ve seen Gephardt’s comment mentioned a few times on right-leaning sites and blogs, with the general comment being, “Why aren’t Democratic bloggers annoyed/outraged/angered by what Gephardt said?” I can’t speak for everyone on my side of the political fence, but as far as I am concerned, Gephardt has no chance at all of winning the nomination, so I’m not terribly concerned about things he says.

Even so, I’d be interested to see if there’s a history in Presidents using executive orders as a response to unfavorable court decisions. Does anyone know anything about this? (Yeah, I could do my own homework, but I’m busy today. Yeah, that’s it. Busy.)

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Thanks to SDB‘s pair of links to me this week, I rolled past 15,000 hits a couple of weeks earlier than expected, and this month may wind up as my biggest-traffic month yet. Yippee, thanks to my regular readers, thanks to everyone who’s permalinked me, and thanks to everyone following SDB’s links. I hope a few of you will stick around a while.

But then, lest my head get too big at surmounting 15,000 hits in a year and a half, TBOGG brings us up to speed on what he’s been able to do in nine months….

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When in doubt for something to post, just shamelessly swipe something good from MeFi. Case in point: the hilarious antics of Gord, video-game store owner and apparent Sultan of Sarcasm. Remember that scene in Clerks that was a montage of stupid customers and their equally stupid questions? This whole site is like that. Hilarious.

I’m sure I could come up with a series of similar tales from the restaurant world, like the woman who ordered the open-faced turkey sandwich and then demanded to know why we “forgot” the other slice of bread…or the guy who ordered his pizza with “double sauce” and then complained because it was too messy to eat….

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An interesting thread of discussion has come up over on Highered Intellect about the “Zero Tolerance Policy” our schools are adopting these days, in the wake of the school shootings at Columbine and Jonesboro and Paducah and all the rest of them. (That is the first of many posts of theirs, co-bloggers Michael Lopez and William Moon, to discuss the issue and a few side-issues as well.)

“Zero Tolerance” is one of those things that sounds great in theory, but in reality it leads to those whacko incidents we’ve all read about: kids getting suspended for having fingernail clippers or pocket-knives of whatever. The whole “Zero Tolerance” thing is pretty goofy (as George Carlin once observed, “You can probably beat someone to death with the Sunday New York Times“), but it’s probably not going away. And not because it’s really protecting our kids, but because it’s part of a growing trend to replace actual, human thought with impersonal process.

I used to see this kind of thing all the time in my various jobs, especially in the first restaurant company where the upper managers were constantly waxing poetic about “systems”. Everything had to be a system. If something went wrong, if we had a month in which we ran bad sales numbers or missed our labor targets or ran higher expenditures than usual, it was because we either weren’t allowing our “systems” to work or because “we didn’t have systems in place”. It got to be a monthly ritual of sorts, when the Area Manager would come around and lecture us on our need for “systems”. Of course, he was less than helpful when asked specifically what he had in mind for new “systems”.

Sometimes the systems were nice, but at certain points they tended to break down when a point is reached beyond which the system’s standard assumptions no longer apply. But that’s not even my main problem with them; it’s the way systems and their closely-related species, policies, quickly become a crutch to managers and insinuate themselves into the process such that they become taken for granted. Thus we have school officials suspending a third-grader for a month because she had a toothpick on her person, and then shrugging and saying, “It’s our policy. I can’t do anything about it. I have no choice.” Or as I had to do as a restaurant manager, and tell the poor nine-year-old girl that she couldn’t post a picture of her missing dog on our bulletin board because it went against our “no solicitation” policy. (That’s a real example, and that same type of thing came up a lot. It was all part of my company’s attempts to stay “Union-free”.) Some would say that the policy is dumb because it doesn’t allow for things like that, but I often think it’s the reverse: dumb policies and systems are allowed to fester because they allow those in authority to do absurd things without looking like idiots. If we have to be the “bad guy” every now and then, how much easier it is to simply point our finger at “the system” or “the policy” whilst issuing a mealy-mouthed statement of regret. Institutional idiocy is easier to swallow, I suppose, than individual idiocy.

Thus our new paradigm seems to be: “We don’t want to make decisions, so we’re going to institute systems and policies that make our decisions for us. Yes, the result will be the occasional bad or even horrible decision, but that’s preferable to having some one person actually be the villain.” It goes to ridiculous lengths. When recently searching for a job, I was informed that I had to make my resume “scannable”. At some point, unbeknownst to me, it became standard practice for companies to scan resumes into a computer and let the computer make initial determinations, based on keywords, as to who to interview and who to file in the “Also Ran” box. So, if a well-qualified person falls through a company’s cracks, it’s not the Human Resources person who’s to fault for not paying attention to the resumes in his or her inbox, it’s the applicant’s fault for not complying with a system that is theoretically put in place to help Human Resources find that person in the first place. Or the bank employee will spread their hands, telling that potential first-time homeowner, “I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do. The computer rejected you.” Another example is the well-intentioned “Three strikes” laws, the ones that toss people in prison for life the third time they commit a felony: the idea of “allowing the punishment to fit the crime” is done away with, because that would require actual human thought. Better to let a system make a mistake of overreaching than to allow a human being to make a mistake of underreaching, apparently.

It’s a fine line that exists between “The system exists to help us function” and “We’re here to make sure the system functions”, or more perniciously, “Let the system do your job for you”. This is why I find the idea of term limits for elected officials unpalatable: to introduce this idea, to put this system in place, is to tacitly say, “We just can’t be trusted to pay attention and make sure these people are doing what they’re supposed to be doing, so we’ll just put in a system to automatically kick them out when the time comes.” The proper role of a system is to help people make decisions. Too often we reverse the process: the role of people is to implement the decisions of the system. As useful as systems are, we become so entranced with them that we actually abdicate our powers of reason in the favor of a well-oiled system. And I wonder if our powers of reason don’t atrophy as a result.

A system is a tool. Very often, a particular system is a good tool. But as with all tools, there are jobs for which a given system is called for and jobs for which it is not. Slavishly adhering to a system because it’s always been there and because it makes things easier and well, dammit, because we can’t do anything about it anyway because it’s, you know, the system makes us into the carpenter who is so enamored of his brand-new hammer that he refuses to put it down, even when he needs to cut a piece of wood.

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Whoa! Just now, on that last post I made an error in the HTML for the link to the article in question, and when I clicked “Post”, New Blogger threw up a dialog-box telling me that I had messed up the code. Old Blogger didn’t do that. Neat feature, guys!

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S.L. Viehl talks a bit about descriptions in writing. For the most part, I hate long-winded descriptions and would much rather write dialog or action; my general approach is to “fold” the descriptive stuff into actual action; instead of saying, “Gwyn had unruly, auburn hair”, I’m more likely to write something like “Gwyn brushed a lock of auburn hair from her eyes”. And then, I can have her do this every once in a while, thus not only establishing the color and quality of her hair, but giving her a habitual action that makes her a bit more vivid.

Of course, when writing my first draft — the “closed-door draft” that Stephen King talks about — I tend to throw in all manner of long, descriptive paragraphs, and I’m finding that in the course of editing I’m removing great whacks of that stuff. I figure, if I’m skipping over that stuff in my own writing, then I’m not going to be doing my readers (theoretical entities as they are at this point) any favors by leaving it in.

It takes a very good author, someone well-schooled in what to do with language, to make long passages of description interesting. This is probably where reading a lot of poetry comes in handy.

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Here’s something I didn’t know about: recycled printer cartridges. The last time I bought a new cartridge, I selected one of the cheaper ones available at Wal-Mart. It bore the Pelikan logo, which impressed me because Pelikan is a noted manufacturer of fountain pens (not that success at fountain pen manufacturing necessarily leads to success in printer cartidge manufacturing, but, hey.). I finally opened the cartridge this weekend, and found a plastic business-reply envelope inside to send my old cartridge in for recycling. That struck me as pretty cool. Reusing and recycling is nifty.

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I commented the other day, on Nefarious Neddie‘s comments section, that Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire is the Potterverse equivalent of The Empire Strikes Back. But according to this reviewer (who, in strict observance of my recent edict, doesn’t spoil the book beyond a bare-bones summary), that appellation is better suited to the new book.

Guess I’d better buy my copy. I’m planning on Wednesday.

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I’ve had a couple of hits in the last day or two looking for information about the Warsaw Concerto. I’m not sure if I’ve ever mentioned that work here, but I must have if I’m turning up in search hits on it. Anyway, the Warsaw Concerto is actually a work of film music, written by composer Richard Addinsell (1904-1977) for the film Dangerous Moonlight (released in the United States as Suicide Squadron), a World War II-era melodrama. Apparently the main character is an amnesiac pianist and composer, who spends the film recalling bits of the concerto he was composing before his memory loss; that work is the Warsaw Concerto. Addinsell wrote the piece after the film’s producers decided not to pursue using Rachmaninov’s Piano Concerto #2.

I own two excellent recordings of the Warsaw Concerto (and I’m sure more exist). The work is included in the Erich Kunzel/Cincinnati Pops Orchestra compilation disc, Victory At Sea and Other Favorites, a disc of music from World War II era films. This is one of my favorite CDs, actually — the sound is spectacular and the performances are muscular and first-rate. Other selections on the disc include five selections from Victory at Sea (music by Richard Rodgers), a suite of Max Steiner’s score to Casablanca, the lush theme to the TV miniseries The Winds of War, and others. The pianist on the Warsaw Concerto is William Tritt.

The other recording of the Warsaw Concerto in my collection is a Naxos CD, Warsaw Concerto and other Piano Concertos from the Movies (RTE Concert Orchestra, conductor Proinnsias O Duinn, pianist Philip Fowke), available on Amazon here. The focus on this disc is not World War II music but, as is clear by the title, works of film music featuring piano and orchestra. Other works here include Miklos Rosza’s wonderful Spellbound Concerto and Bernard Herrmann’s Concerto Macabre (from Hangover Square). The Naxos CD has the benefit, as do all Naxos CDs, of being budget-priced.

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