Monthly Archives: November 2010

Money Spent on Black Friday = $0.00

Friday, 26 November 2010

So this is the day when people trample each other at 4:00 AM in order to save 10% on a wide-screen TV. Well, I hope they had a good time.

I know some people make it a specific point to not buy anything on this day, and I think that’s great. I’ve never actually forced myself to not shop on this day, but I do my best to avoid it. For one thing, I definitely don’t need to begin ‘celebrating’ baby Jesus’ birthday today. I can buy him a gift another day. For another thing, even if there were some things I needed to buy today, I would rather wait until the crowds aren’t so crazy.

Actually, though, did you know this hasn’t been the busiest shopping day of the year for a long time? Yeah, retailers just want you to think that, because then people with “Shop til You Drop” shirts think it’s some special day that they need to take part in and people like me know to stay away. According to THIS SITE, there were several days each year from 1996-2001 that were busier. But now, thanks to stores opening up long before dawn, Black Friday has become a national holiday.

When I worked in retail, we were forced to follow the hours dictated by the mall. This was extremely stupid for an eyeglass store, as there was no notable increase in our sales on that day. Well, maybe a little, but it was just like a weekend day. I would say it was just as busy a Labor Day, Memorial Day, and Independence Day. So, yeah, we’d open our doors at eight in the morning, stare out at the crowds, and sit around chatting for hours. Finally, at about 9:30, someone would come in and need their nosepads replaced. Yep, that was worth it.

Saturday, 27 November 2010

This has been another great weekend for us getting stuff done around the house. Today I actually ventured out into the world of retail; Owen and I went to Super America (I thought a bottle of Heet and a new tank of gas would shut off that damn engine light) and Northern Brewer. Apart from that, though, I once again stayed in the safety of my own house.

We did some laundry, lots of cleaning, Jennifer made an awesome pot pie dinner, we watched an episode of the Muppet Show, and made headway on several projects.

This evening, while I was reading a book, Owen peered over my shoulder and, seeing a picture of a woman in a burka, asked, “Is that Darth Vader?” I laughed, and then I explained that there’s a big difference: One believes in some hokey ‘force’ that binds us and surrounds us and the other one is from Star Wars.

Thanksgiving

Wednesday, 24 November 2010

Here’s a photo that was taken over a year ago. There’s a new Mural going up at Century College and they decided to include this picture, which they call “Woody man and child:”

And here’s a cool site that shows size comparisons of things in the universe; from galaxy clusters to quarks, and a whole lot more: CLICK THIS.

And here’s an article about one non-believer’s experience in the US military. I thought it was one of the most interesting articles I’ve edited in a while: CLICK THIS.

Thursday, 25 November 2010

Today we Thanksgiving’d at my wife’s great Aunt and Uncle’s house. This was a first for us, as we have always celebrated Thanksgiving with my sister and her family.

I think Owen had a better time, since there were a few kids for him to play with.

The “Check Engine” light went on in the car when we were about halfway to our destination (which was just over an hour away). When I had first turned on the car, the “Low Coolant” light came on, but I didn’t really care, as that light seems to turn on in every car when the weather first gets cold. Still, a few hours after we got to our destination, I went out to the car and added in some coolant.

When we went to leave, the coolant light did not go on, but the “Check Engine” light did go on – right away – and it stayed on. So that made me nervous. Things always seem to happen to our car when we are as far from home as we ever drive. I kept finding myself more relaxed the closer we got to home. When we drove through Forest Lake, I thought, “Okay, this is good, if the car dies now, my in-laws live close by,” and once we got into St. Paul, I thought, “Okay, good, if something happens to the car now, I could probably call my wife’s sister for help.”

Anyway, we made it home and, apart from that annoying light, the car gave no indication of any problems.

Don We Now Our Gay Apparel

Monday, 22 November 2010

Last week, when I listened to Truth to Tell’s program, they advertised the subject of today’s program: the Catholic Church’s mailing of anti-gay DVDs just in time for the election.

I was expecting the show to include one or two people who would strongly denounce the mailing and the church in general, and a couple of loyal Catholics who would discuss why such hate mail is warranted from their loving god. Instead…there was neither. Unlike last week, when host Driscoll said he was unable to get anyone from the hospital community to join in the discussion, this week there appeared to be no effort to even find people in support of the mailing. Instead, Driscoll began by listing off reasons why the Church is an out-moded, out-of-touch organization that needs to take care of its own problems instead of getting their fingers into politics. So, clearly he didn’t think the Church had any argument in their favor.

Instead, the four people who were involved in the discussion were all opposed to the mailings, yet still were members of the Church. One woman was interviewed because she invited people to mail their DVDs to her, and she made some artwork out of them. You can read about her art, and her subsequent dismissal from the Basilica HERE.

The people all had differing levels of animosity towards the Church. Some felt it is wrong for the Church to get involved in politics at all. Others said it’s fine if the Church wants to prohibit same-sex marriage within their organization, but shouldn’t try to stop it from being legalized on the secular front. One person said she felt it was a bad move because it was causing people to leave the Church (I’m sorry…why is this bad???). Two participants even disagreed about Jesus’ role in politics when he was on Earth; one lady said he was apolitical, a man countered that Jesus was strongly political. I understand their confusion at reading that clusterfuck known as the New Testament, but I gotta say that I think it’s great that Catholicism allows it’s members to hold such strongly dissenting opinions.

And that brings this up: one of the people in the discussion said that those who leave the Church due to differences are going about it the wrong way. They should stay in the Church and work to effect change from the inside.

Huh. I never thought of that.

I wonder how far we can take this…? Am I wrong to quit a job because the pay is bad; should I, instead, strive to get increased wages while remaining loyal to my employer? Would it be wrong to go AWOL from a military endeavor I disagreed with; should I try to convince my commanding officer to change his mind? I don’t know.

I think a few things need to be considered: Does the organization allow for freedom of expression? Does it have a means by which change can be instigated? How important is your grievance with the organization? How much of your life is consumed/controlled by the organization?

Of course, in order to change a problem, you need to be able to see it in the first place. ‘Father’ Michael Tageter (not my dad), rambled on about how wonderful Catholics are and even said, “Catholics are the most accommodating people as far as same-sex marriage.” Really? Maybe if everyone in the world was either Mormon, Muslim, or Catholic.

Another called was concerned that the Catholics lag in accepting the sexual mores of our day is leading to increased STDs and unwanted pregnancies. And for that, I have an idea:

If you wish to decrease the number of STDs and unwanted pregnancies, you simply need to take a condom, and fit it snugly over the Vatican.

Tuesday, 23 November 2010

I am an ardent non-fan of Christmas music, but every once in a while, one comes along that I like. This year, already, there are at least two.

The first is this one (You have to click the PLAY/PAUSE button to get it to start). It’s the precursor to Simon’s next album, titled So Beautiful or So What, slated to be released in March.

I also like this one, which I heard for the first time today:

Two Influential Books

Saturday, 20 November 2010

Today, while we were all doing our own things at home, my son decided to pull the book Great Disasters off the shelf. I like that he feels comfortable just walking up to a shelf of non-kids’ books and pulling out whatever he thinks might be fun to look at.

But I’m not sure Great Disasters fits his idea of “fun.” He kept turning the pages getting more and more worked up. On some pages, there weren’t any pictures to upset him, but on others, he saw huge tsunamis, fires, and volcanoes. I thought he was doing alright when he was just counting the volcanoes in one picture, but then he turned the page to see the Titanic, half sunk, sticking vertically out of the water. “Oh no,” he said, genuinely distressed, “did these people all die?” Then he got to page 232, which detailed the train derailment in New Zealand back in 1953, in which 151 people died. The two-page article shows a painting of the train disaster. It’s probably one of the most graphic in the book. Train cars are falling off a bridge, the engine has succumbed to the waves, and the bridge is falling apart, putting the other cars in peril. Owen started crying.

Jennifer hugged him and told him not to look at the book. I closed it and told him that he shouldn’t torture himself like that. The cover of the book showed the Empire State Building back in 1945, right as a plane slammed into the side of it. I had to assure Owen that the building was okay and that not everyone involved died.

The book is on a higher shelf now, out of the reach of five year olds.

Sunday, 21 November 2010

Definitely one of the most influential books in my life has been Tom Flynn’s The Trouble With Christmas. I’m excited to say that, today, I met Mr. Flynn. Not only that, but I attended a presentation he delivered at the Ridgedale Library.

Flynn’s presentation, like his book, starts off by asserting that Xmas is almost entirely pernicious. He explains why it’s not even a Christian celebration, why it’s arrogant to assume that all Americans want to join in on this 6-week long holiday, how it’s stupid to tell everyone to get together with their families during the worst travel time of the year, how it promotes greed, insane consumerism and environmentally destructive practices, and how Santa is a damaging practice passed down by parents who lie to their children.

Flynn noted that the top three heart attack ‘death dates’ in the US and Canada are New Year’s Day, Xmas Day, and Boxing Day. He said he’s been Yule-free since 1984. He had some humor, too, noting that “O Little Town of Bethlehem” has the same metric structure as “House of the Rising Sun” (meaning you can sing the lyrics interchangeably), and he provided a recording of such a mash up as proof. He also noted that his book makes a great holiday gift.

Getting more serious, he asserted that if Jesus is not your savior, then Xmas is not your holiday. He said a non-believer who celebrates Xmas is the ultimate contradiction in terms: they don’t believe in God, yet they celebrate his son’s birthday. In a sense, then, they’ve thrown out the babe but kept the bathwater. He further claimed that Christians should be visible not celebrating Xmas. He argued that we aren’t at the mercy of the elements anymore (really?) and so it was juvenile to celebrate the return of the sun. He pointed out that many cultures, Buddhists, Taoists, and people in tropical lands, do not celebrate Xmas (yes…but that’s not my culture).

Flynn offered up 6 reasons why the Santa myth is a terrible, terrible tradition (the reasons had significant overlap), all of which I agreed with. He concluded by saying: “Let’s all just say no to Santa Claus.”

Say no to Santa? Sure. Christmas? Not so sure…

During an extended Q-and-A session, audience members asked how he felt about solstice and freethought celebrations. Others asked what he thought of the so-called ‘war on Christmas,’ and others wanted clarification on some of the historical anecdotes he provided.

You know, in the past couple of years, I’ve met some of the authors of some of my favorite books, and it’s been a real treat getting to meet them. But Flynn represents the first author wherein I both enjoyed his book and disagreed with (parts of) it. Back in the spring, when I met Leowen, I felt stupid afterward because I didn’t have anything interesting to say to him besides ‘hey, will you sign my book?’  So this time, I decided to offer a comment and a question that would catch his attention. To my delight, he called on me. Here’s what I said:

“Mr. Flynn, I have both a comment and a question. And the comment is one that you might not like to hear, but I think I might be unique among your readers in that I never celebrated Christmas in my entire life, then I read your book, and I’ve celebrated it ever since. And my question is this: So you say that if I do celebrate Christmas, then I’m a hypocrite. But if I don’t celebrate Christmas, then my family would just think of me as a hateful asshole. [Yep, I swore. God, I love swearing. Fuck!] And since that’s what a lot of people probably think non-believers are anyways, then what’s the harm in just spending the day with my relatives, not saying the prayer with them, not saying ‘happy birthday baby Jesus,’ but still sitting by a tree, swapping presents, having a great meal and being with people I care about?”

Before Flynn could answer, the woman sitting in front of me turned around and said, ‘that’s a great question!’ Meanwhile, the woman sitting next to me nodded in my direction and said, “I was thinking the same thing.” Flynn began his response by saying that, admittedly, everyone’s situation is different, and then he said…oh, wait, we’ll never know, because other people started blurting out similar responses affirming what I said and some guy in the second row decided he had a question that needed to trump mine RIGHT NOW! I really hate that. I wanted to hear what Flynn had to say, not some guy sitting in the audience.

As far as what Flynn did say, he’s right: everyone’s circumstances are different. For one thing, Flynn goes to work on Xmas day. This is not an option for most people (retail, postal, etc…). For another thing, I spent thirty years sticking out like an idiot trying to give a ‘good Witness’ to people by not accepting their holiday invitations, and I’ll be damned if I’m gonna do that now – now that I know god is fake.

Anyway, I went up to Tom Flynn afterward and asked him to sign my book. I showed him something I had taped on the inside cover; it was a portion of an Awake! article that quoted his book. I told him that it was because of that quote that I bought his book. And he said that the Watchtower’s use of his quote (which he noted was quote-mined – big surprise!) caused his book to go into a second printing. He wondered aloud why a simple quote would cause so many people to buy his book. I said, “I think I can answer that for you,” and I told him that the Watchtower frowns on its members reading non-JW books. “Most JWs libraries consist only of Watchtower books, and maybe a cook book and a dictionary.” I then told him that seeing his book quoted likely made many JWs think, “Hey look – a worldly person knows Xmas is a sin! And since the Watchtower writers read his book, then it must be okay to read it.” The rest is history. He said he always wondered if the Watchtower’s duplicitous use of his quote ultimately caused people to see the light, and I said his book had a share in my decision to leave. He shook my hand and said that even though I’ve gone from not celebrating Xmas to celebrating it, that he was proud of me for leaving the Witnesses. “I think we can consider that a net gain for the human race,” he said in his Santa-like voice.

He signed: “To James – Have a Happy Humbug! Tom Flynn.”

No you may not borrow my copy.

A Long Time Ago, In a Galaxy Far, Far Away

Friday, 19 November 2010

As of this evening, my son has now seen all three Star Wars movies. We watched the first one about two weeks ago, then we watched The Empire Strikes Back last weekend. Tonight, we watched Return of the Jedi. We watched the originals only – and I mean THE originals; I actually ordered the bonus disks from Netflix that have the original theatrical releases. I didn’t want my son’s first exposure to the Star Wars Universe to be muddied up with Greedo shooting first (or maybe this link is better), an embarrassing musical number at Jabba’s place, or an inexplicable cameo by Hayden Christensen.

I wasn’t sure Owen was ready for them. I mean, he likes space, space ships, and robots…so in that way Star Wars seems a perfect fit. But they’re also quite violent. I wasn’t sure if I should be showing a five year old scenes of people getting their arms cut off (man, that happens ALL THE TIME in Star Wars), or Jabba getting strangled by a chain, or Mark Hamill trying to act. I mean, that might just be too much for a kid.

But, I guess I figured he was going to see them eventually, especially since he’s such a fan of R2-D2 and C-3PO, and I even wear t-shirts with Star Wars iconography on them. So I think it’s better that I be there to watch them with him than that he just watch them at a friend’s house one day. I mean, if I wasn’t sitting there, who would be there to explain to Owen that it’s okay to be entertained by violence – when it’s in movies like this, we call it “fun,” and if we see it on the nightly news, we call it “staying informed.”

Turns out, it was good that I was there to answer questions. Owen pretty much talked throughout that entire three films, and he keeps asking questions about them (probably because he missed so much while talking during the viewing). His questions ranged from: “Where’s Luke right now?” (He’s with Yoday, remember?) to “If this new Death Star is more powerful than the original one, then why do they only blow up ships with this one and not whole planets?” (Um, I don’t know) to “Which Star Wars movie do you like best?” (The Empire Strikes Back) and, of course, “Why?” (I don’t know, I think because all the main characters spend some time inside an animal)

Actually, even though he talked the whole time, he still noticed some very minute details. When, before we started Return of the Jedi this evening, he asked me if the four-legged robots would appear in this one, I said no. But then, Owen managed to spot one in a quick shot of Endor as Vader’s ship comes to land. I had no idea.

For my part, I enjoyed watching them with him. They’re fun movies, and it was fun to read to him lines like “A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away,” when I knew it was the first time he’d heard them. I’ve read rumors that the trilogy will be brought to iMax sometime soon. If so, I’ll have to bring Owen. I’m just gonna hope it’s not the uprevved version.

Next up…I think I’m gonna show him Jurassic Park. There’s a scene where a lawyer get’s eaten by a t-rex, so that will give me a chance to explain to Owen that that is violence Daddy approves of.