Showing posts with label Mortality. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mortality. Show all posts

Thursday, November 17, 2016

78. Kant + Music + Wisdom


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Not exactly karma


I hate it when you sneer at something and then realize you are doing the very thing you just sneered at. Today it was "Retail Therapy." I was walking past the upscale Crocker Galeria where I noticed the sign suggesting that this was the place to process your trama. I sneered... just as it occurred to me that I was in the process of doing two errands that were not at all necessary and that I would have put off indefinitely a couple weeks ago.



It occurred to me weeks ago that I would have a much easier time seeing pens sitting on the black-stained counter above my desk that holds my computers, if I had a white pen. Good idea but low priority. Today I sought out and purchased a white pen. I've been wanting to replace more of my lights with LEDs for a long time, but they are expensive, I have few lights, and the compact flourescents I have last a very long time the way I use them. But last night, in the first step of this retail therapy chain of events, I purchased an air cleaner online -- now in transit -- so I have a "good" reason to try to reduce my electrical overhead by a few watts (five, I think). So after my stop at the stationary store, I hit my hardware store for a new LED lamp. I can't wait to test out my new toys. (According to the the date I wrote on the old CFL lamp I replaced, it has been in use for over seven years. I'll probably move it to an HOA common area fixture the next time a light burns out.)

Five watts doesn't sound like much, but then I use very little electricity. My refrigerator consumes the most power and I've considered replacing it with a new, more energy conserving unit, but I'm not sure I can really save that much and my current unit still works fine. The thing is, my power bill is already so low that these little improvements won't really make much of a difference. I'm just doing this to please myself.

It could be that the real reason I'm thinking about this now is that last night was our first "cold" night. Soon I will need to turn on my space heater, (I have indeed) that's the only time I use a serious amount of power. In a normal year though, I only run my space heater for three or four weeks and then only during the evening. Enough to double my power bill for a couple months, but since the base usage is so low, it still doesn't amount to much. Many people pay more per month then I pay per year. I once calculated that it would take centuries for me to amortize the cost of replacing my windows with better insulated ones, even if it cut my heating needs to zero.

That bastard Kant


It occurred to be me this morning that it is not Utilitarianism but rather a sociological interpretation of morality that stands in opposition to both Kant and Utilitarianism. And this is because a sociological interpretation has no foundation at all in reason, moral laws are simply arbitrary group rules that bind people together and exclude non-group members. 

Fundamentalism -- regardless of the religion -- is simply the formation of a new, smaller group without seeming to break the rules of the larger group they are breaking away from. My favorite example of this is the ultra-Catholic group Mel Gibson's father belongs to. As I understand it, they are such "good" and "pure" Catholics that they are forced to contradict the Pope. This is all amusing until the fundamentalists start blowing things up.

Ohhh... It occurs to me that you can hypothesize something like a Sociological Strong Force that holds these groups together until they get too large and then can spontaneously "decay" into smaller, again stable, groups. Cool.


Chemistry/physics question

Why is it that titanium, in the form of white titanium, and mercury both reflect all frequencies of visible light but mercury reflects the light in an orderly fashion while with white titanium the reflected light is diffuse? 

"Top Songs" of the '50s and '60s


I clicked on something different in YouTube and then spent the past two nights listening to popular songs from my formative years (1952-1970). How they select the songs to include is a mystery. (I had no idea Eddie Fisher and Rosemary Clooney were so big the year I was born. And how have I never heard of Joni James? It's also interesting that Tony Bennett's tone got richer over the years.) It would be impossible to produce a really complete collection unless you had hours rather than minutes for each year. Country music is short changed and the TV theme version of "Route 66" is ignored (the Nelson Riddle instrumental version. I would try to get the Nat Cole vocal version of the much earlier "Get your kicks on Route 66" on my list somehow), and the late '60s seems to be especially bad as music got more and more diverse -- almost nothing of the San Francisco bands and no Led Zeppelin! 

But the late '50s and early '60s are surprisingly good. I've always been a fan of instrumental songs and it seemed like virtually every year from '57-'62 had at least one good one. "A Summer Place" is probably the instrumental song I recall the best, but there were others including "Canadian Sunset" which I had forgotten until I heard it again.

I had originally gone with '54 as the beginning of my formative years, but after listening to music from '52 and '53, I realized I knew some of this music just as well. I have the edition of the National Geographic from the month I was born (such a different world) but listening to the "Top Hits" from the year I was born turns out to be just as revealing.

One thing that surprised me was how much of the Everly Brothers was included in this series. They were never popular in my family and, reading more about them, I'm sure it's because they were originally from Muhlenberg county, Kentucky, so my mother would have dismissed them as hillbillies. I hadn't realized their influence on artists that followed, like Paul Simon and even Lindsey Buckingham -- who even toured with them at one point. 

I don't think my mother ever realized how fond I became, as early as my college days, of Bluegrass music. Ironically, Muhlenberg county is the subject of one of my all time favorite Bluegrass songs, "Paradise." 

There's also almost no Jazz included in these collections, which I can understand since Jazz has rarely been mainstream. 

The visuals that accompany the music varies from contemporary TV, to the bands playing their hits much later (disconcerting), to neo-Ken Burns photo montages to my favorite -- shots of 45 singles sitting on a turntable so you can see the recording label and related information. I would have done them all this way so you would also get a bit of history of the music industry. Of course I would also have added a note if either Ahmet Ertegun or Clive Davis had been involved in any way.

Getting back to instrumental songs, I can't think of many that have been "top hits" in recent years or even decades. When I started writing this, "Europa" was on the "radio" here at my favorite pizzeria -- their fondness for Santana may be a reason I like the place. I can think of (and have written about) some other guitar god masterpieces that would be on my list of hit instrumentals, but I can't think of anything similar to the orchestral pieces I mentioned above. Maybe music from special movies like Star Wars or The Godfather. Vangelis's music for "Chariots of Fire" might be the last music (I can think of) to crossover to become a radio hit? Not at all sure of this. (I just found a list of the most popular movie music but the page was so media intensive that it crashed my computer. So I'm sticking with what I think I know.)




A Century of Wisdom


Finally finished the book! She, either Alice or the author or both, chooses not to dwell on Alice's feelings about Judaism except to emphasis again her fondness for Spinoza's God who is but isn't particularly interested in us. My first thought when I opened this book and read her quote of Epictitus was that Alice is probably the one and only Survivor I could have asked my question, If you could snap your fingers and change history so that the Holocaust didn't happen, would you? In fact, I would never ask the question, but I do wonder what she would answer. 

Next - 79. Backpack + Base isolation

Sunday, September 25, 2016

46. Aging, mortality, and change


Previous -  45. HOA & Greening


Mortality

A friend posted a memorial email for her cousin who had just died. What struck me, more than the year of the cousin's birth, was that she had been born the month after me. And she died of, or as a result of, Alzheimer's. It does make a person reflect.

Then I was reflecting on the year, 1999, when my dad died and I drove my mother to her new "independent living" complex in Minnesota. It doesn't seem like that long ago, and yet the world -- and my world -- has changed so completely in the intervening 17 years. 

9/11 should be the first thing I thought of in this respect, but it wasn't even close. We don't live, day to day, with "big" history. 1999 was prior to the first Green Festival in San Francisco, it would be around six years before I would start easing into my current Greening career. At that time I don't think I had even set foot in the Concourse Exhibition Center where I was to spend so very many hours. While Buffy the Vampire Slayer was on TV, I wasn't aware of it. It would be years, around the same number of years, I think, or maybe a few more, before I would begin to connect with the people who form the global online forum where I still socialize. I didn't even own a laptop in 1999. I had both Mac and PC desktop machines for testing my code as I was still in the software coding business. I had just started my tenure as HOA President and Treasurer -- now that's a daunting realization -- and had yet to start the process of getting our building and business in shape. I have no idea what my favorite restaurant was back then, possibly Park Chow.

If I started this runaway train of thought with "Seize the Day," I end up more amazed by how totally one's life can change between 47 and 64. I suppose this would count as a mid-life crisis... though I've never previously thought about it like that. Possibly since, as usual for me, I didn't make any conscious breaks but merely slipped gradually into new interests. Being in the best physical shape I've ever been in for my mid-60s was never a goal of mine, I just needed to help my back and then stay in condition for HSB. (And there's something else that hadn't yet started -- the first HSB was still two years in the future.)

Just as I wouldn't trade places with my mid-20s self, I wouldn't trade places with my late 40s self. (My 37-38 year-old self is a special case.) 

In the end, I have to come back to "Seize the Day" as it is very unlikely that I will prefer my reality at 81 to my current reality. It isn't impossible, but it is very hard to visualize. 

Singapore Day

What a trip. Singapore interests me from an economic perspective as the best contemporary example of a true city state -- which I think should be the norm. But the mix of Chinese, Indian, and Malay/Islamic culture is even more curious. 

I got a good dose of some of this from listening to the songs, speeches, and chatter on the PA while I worked on Saturday, but what had the most effect on us Greeners was the total disregard (or lack of understanding) of our rules regarding waste. 

They were very concerned with everything being neat and tidy -- consistent with what I've heard about Singapore -- but they made it almost impossible to do what we do, by using bioplastic plates and bowls. Aside from some paper cups and soup bowls, the vast majority of what the food was served in was made of plastic that can't be composted, can't be recycled, and produces methane when put in a landfill. It's the worst of all the possible options. 

What I like about our crew chief at this event is that when I made my initial pass through the food area, and discovered what a mess it was, and suggested doing something we've never done before -- treating the landfill and compost containers both as landfill -- she didn't hesitate to accept the idea. Only a few of our people completely grasped the new idea, so they continued to sort the landfill out of the compost containers, but over-all it worked well. And, yes, this leads me to draw an analogy with military history. 

The tendency in any "institution" is very strong to do things the same way they've done them before even when the situation suddenly changes dramatically. In my just short of 10 years doing of Greening, I can only recall one other event where we were so slammed by landfill (in that case it was Styrofoam clam-shells from San Jose food trucks). Fortunately, I was doing that event all by myself and could quickly switch from my usual compost gathering routine to a new Styrofoam gathering and stacking (to reduce the volume of landfill) without consulting with anyone or having to bother with getting others to do something different.


I run off to war, again


This is what you always have to keep in mind when reading histories of the American Civil War or the earlier years of the Great War. You have to have a flexible/problem solving mind and attitude to respond quickly to changes like these, and those mind-sets are not ordinarily encouraged in the military. And for good reason, as most of the time new and quirky ideas are going to get people killed. 

This is also the advantage (I believe) that elite, special forces teams like Delta and Navy Seals have over ordinary troops who need to do everything precisely the way they've been trained and instructed. 



Pier 70

Back to Pier 70, the main shed of the event venue there is unchanged -- a perfect example of extreme Wabi Sabi -- but some neighboring structures are being gutted. At least I hope they are going to leave some of the outside structure and merely tart up the interior. 

There are many places and objects in San Francisco that can bring you back to the 19th century, and even a few that can take you back even further. But the old shipyard around pier 70 feels like it is still in the past. I want to see these buildings brought back to life and would even like to see some shockingly contemporary additions, in between the buildings that can be saved, but I know I'm going to miss the feeling of this being a corner of SF that time has forgotten.


HSB

If the weather forecast is accurate, I've dodged a bullet. The past two Sundays the tempurature has been in the 90s F, but the forecast for the weekend of HSB predicts temps in the 60s. That would be so great. 

Next - 47. Heat