Thursday, February 04, 2016

Screenjunk and Chartjunk


I’ve written a few times in this space about things that really get me cranked … about robocalls and other things; there have also been other posts in the distant past that I can’t find at the moment.

But I have yet another pet peeve to share with you … all the stupid, distracting crawlers and logos that occupy the bottom part of your TV screen when you’re trying to watch the news. You know what I mean … the “breaking news” headline about some cat stuck up a tree, the “weather update” that tells you to tune in at 11:00 for a weather update, the endless crawl of the stock ticker across the screen, and the spinning, pulsating logo of the station in one corner. AARRGGHH!! CNN and Faux News are notorious for these distractions, but every pretty much every news broadcast down to the local level is guilty. Here's an example , which in this case occupies about a third of the screen and provides multiple distractions:


I call this optical trash “screenjunk,” in a nod to what Dr Edward Tufte, one of the foremost authorities on presenting data and information, refers to as “chartjunk.” Chartjunk is what Dr Tufte calls anything put onto a PowerPoint slide that is not directly relevant to the point being made – company logos, distribution restrictions, unnecessary explanations, deliberate obfuscations, or unrelated advertising, for example. It’s distracting material that steals attention away from what should be the focus of your attention. Here are two particularly egregious example of slides drowning in chartjunk ...


This one, presented by House Republicans in an attempt to portray their view of the complexity of health care reforms proposed by House Democrats, is an excellent example of including unnecessary detail and unclear connections to confuse an already difficult issue:


Good luck with extracting useful, decision-quality information from either of these slides.

A related bit of annoying screenjunk is the ad for one show on a television network that plays on screen during another show. It’s tremendously annoying, particularly when the show you’re watching is one of your favorites, or is especially interesting.

Remember two famous adages: William F. Buckley's famous admonition to "eschew obfuscation," and the often-ignored advice to KISS - "keep it simple, stupid."

Have a good day. Say what you mean, without obfuscation and distraction. Everyone will thank you.

See you tomorrow for the next installment of Great Moments in Editing. More thoughts then.

Bilbo

Wednesday, February 03, 2016

Guest Post


Hello, again! It’s me … Clara … you know, Bilbo and Agnes’s granddog.


It’s been a while since I’ve had a chance to write anything here ... my last guest post was back in August of last year! Bilbo usually keeps a pretty close watch on his computer, and in any case I don’t get to visit his house very often … he thinks I’m too excitable, just because I run around the house at top speed and jump from chair to chair and try to poach yummy stuff from the kitchen counter. What a spoil sport.

Well, anyhow, I had a chance to get my paws on the computer again, so I thought I’d give you some more of my dog’s-eye perspectives on a few things.

First of all, I heard everyone making a big deal yesterday about it being “Groundhog Day.” So what? Who cares? What good are groundhogs, anyhow? If you want a day to celebrate an animal, why not have a “Dog Day?” After all, we do a whole lot more for you than any fat, stupid groundhog. Oops … sorry … I’m starting to sound like that Trump guy. Oh, and another thing about groundhogs: if I understand this right, you think that if some groundhog in Pennsylvania wakes up, looks around, and sees his shadow, winter will last for another six weeks. Are you for real? You don’t believe it when scientists tell you the climate is changing, but you trust a rodent to predict the rest of your winter? You people really need to go back to school.

And speaking of winter, I’m a pit bull. We have very short hair and we don’t get winter coats. And I’m here to tell you that it’s no fun to have to squat down in 21 inches of snow to do your business. So if you have a dog, give us a break during the winter, and make sure you clear us out a patch where we can do our business without getting frostbite of the backside.

I've been working hard on being a Good Dog. It took a long time to get back in everybody's good graces after I ate the couch, but my Lovable Clara PlanTM seems to be working. Here I am, helping Elise play games on her iPad ...


And here I am, schmoozing with Bilbo. I'm trying to distract him so he doesn't realize that this is the couch I ate ...


I'll let you know in my next guest post if the Lovable Clara PlanTM is still working.

One last thing ... I may be just a dog, but I think that (like most dogs) I'm a pretty good judge of character. And trust me on this ... if I get close enough to either that Trump person or that Cruz person, I'm gonna bite him. Think carefully about who you vote for. I like it here, and I don't want to have to move to Australia.

Bilbo will be back tomorrow to do his own post. Until then, arf!

Clara

Tuesday, February 02, 2016

Presidential Campaigns and the Seven Deadly Sins


You may recall, Dear Readers, that there are said to be Seven Deadly Sins: Pride, Greed, Gluttony, Sloth, Lust, Envy, and Wrath. I’ve written about them before, and I thought about them the other day when I read this article by Michael Gerson in the Washington Post: Donald Trump's Dangerous Politics of Pride.  On reading the article, it dawned on me that the Seven Deadly Sins are alive and well, and deeply rooted in the politics of the presidential campaign ...

Pride: Pride has been defined as excessive belief in one's own abilities, it is often considered the deadliest of the Deadly Sins, and the one from which all the others arise (it was pride that led Lucifer to challenge God for supremacy in heaven, after all), and there’s no better modern-day exemple of overwhelming pride, arrogance, and self-aggrandizement than Donald Trump. I don't know if in his heart he believes everything he says, but if he does he's even more dangerous than I thought.

Greed: Greed is the obsessive desire for material wealth or gain. It's easy and often accurate to accuse the "1%" of greed, but many members of our political class* are equally greedy – perhaps not for money directly, but for power ... which can provide the opportunity to make money by manipulating the law for personal gain, and to force one’s personal philosophies of governance and social and religious morality on others.

Gluttony: Gluttony is usually associated with grossly overeating, but in the larger sense it represents an inordinate desire to consume more than that which one requires. When someone who wants us to vote for him for president advocates invading another country and taking their oil to pay the costs of war, I think one could argue that it's an example of gluttony. One might also argue that the desire to own unlimited numbers of guns, far beyond the needs of personal defense and regardless of the concerns and safety of others, is an example of gluttony as well.

Sloth: Sloth is the deliberate avoidance of physical or spiritual labor, and in this sense the US Congress - for wasting time on frivolous political games to the detriment of the nation - is clearly guilty on many counts. But in a larger sense, the US electorate is equally guilty, both for its intellectual laziness in accepting ludicrous political promises** without thinking them through, and for blindly returning the same useless individuals to office term after term.

Lust: Lust is usually associated with uncontrolled sexual desire, but it can refer to any uncontrollable passion or longing ... such as the lust for power*** that keeps many individuals in Congress for extended periods of time. The passionate attachment to a particular doctrine, whether social, political, or religious, might also be considered lustful.

Envy: Envy is the desire for that which belongs to someone else. It’s bad enough by itself, but it’s an insidious evil that can lead to other Deadly Sins … for instance, when envy turns to anger that someone owns something we want, it merges with the sin of Wrath.

Wrath: Wrath represents uncontrollable feelings of anger and hate toward another person ... and if there's a defining Deadly Sin of American politics today, it's wrath. I wrote about this last month, focusing on the role of angry and intemperate language in politics. American voters in general, and the Republican electorate in particular, are clearly guilty of the Deadly Sin of wrath, which blinds us to reality and prevents us from seeking common cause with others.

The Seven Deadly Sins are clearly alive and well in today's America, and perhaps we would do well to consider balancing them out with the so-called Seven Cardinal Virtues that oppose them:

Pride is balanced by Humility – not a trait often observed in the political class, and utterly foreign to persons like Donald Trump and Ted Cruz … but worth exercising by those who desire power;

Greed is balanced by Generosity – not high on the list of characteristics of, say, mortgage bankers and hard-core conservatives, but worthwhile nevertheless;

Gluttony is balanced by Temperance – the knowledge that enough is enough, whether one speaks of food, drink, guns, power, or anything else;

Sloth is balanced by Diligence – a recognition that work must be done, and that while doing the right thing may be difficult, it is nevertheless the right thing to do;

Lust is traditionally balanced by Chastity, but Chastity applies to lust in its sexual sense, and not to its full meaning of an unrestrained or uncontrollable desire. In this regard, the balance to Lust may be better expressed as Temperance in its sense of balancing of simple desire against excessive craving††;

Envy is balanced by Kindness – the replacement of resentment with patient satisfaction. Not always easy by any means, and particularly not in a time of me-first instant gratification; and finally,

Wrath is balanced by Patience – a trait not especially common nowadays for anyone, much less those who demand action and are infuriated when it is not delivered on their terms or according to their liking.

When you make up your mind on a candidate to support, consider how well his or her behavior reflects the Deadly Sins and the Cardinal Virtues. There’s no ideal – or even close to ideal - candidate running, but we can inform our decisions better so that we intelligently pick the least bad option.

Have a good day. More thoughts tomorrow.

Bilbo

* Many of them are members of the 1% as well … running for office is not cheap.

** Like building a wall on the border with Mexico, and making the Mexicans pay for it.

***We also talked about power in the context of Greed, remember?

 Remember George W. Bush and his "compassionate conservatism?" Nobody else does, either.

†† As with Gluttony.

Monday, February 01, 2016

Musical Monday


One of the things that often drives me crazy is hearing a song, liking it a lot, and not having any idea who sang it or what the title was ... which makes it difficult to track it down and buy it for my collection. Today's song is one such. I knew the singer was Judy Collins (I'd know her voice anywhere), but I had no idea of the title, and every guess I had was wrong. As it turns out, you'd never guess the title from the lyrics. Here is Judy Collins singing her wonderful tune, "Song for Judith" ... not until much later called "Open the Door," which would have made it a lot easier to track down!



I think this is another song that's a great blend of wonderful tune and gorgeous lyrics:

"Open the door and come on in - 
I'm so glad to see you, my friend!
You're like a rainbow coming around the bend.
And when I see you happy,
Well, it sets my heart free;
I'd like to be as good a friend to you
As you are to me."

Have a good day. Be someone's rainbow coming around the bend.

More thoughts tomorrow.

Bilbo

Sunday, January 31, 2016

Poetry Sunday


Today being Sunday, January 31st, it seems appropriate that I take the last chance this year to offer up this timely poem from Baron Wormser ...

January 
by Baron Wormser 

“Cold as the moon,” he’d mutter
In the January of 5 A.M. and 15 below
As he tried to tease the old Chev into greeting
One more misanthropic morning.
It was an art (though he never
Used that curious word) as he thumped
The gas pedal and turned the key
So carefully while he held his breath
And waited for the sharp jounce
And roar of an engaged engine.
“Shoulda brought in the battery last night.”
“Shoulda got up around midnight
And turned it over once.”
It was always early rising as he’d worked
A lifetime “in every damn sort
Of damn factory.” Machines were
As natural to him as dogs and flowers.
A machine, as he put it, "was sensible.”
I was so stupid about valves and intakes
He thought I was some religious type.
How had I lived as long as I had
And remained so out of it?
And why had I moved of my own free will
To a place that prided itself
On the blunt misery of January?
“No way to live,” he’d say as he poked
A finger into the frozen throat
Of an unwilling carburetor.
His breath hung in the air
Like a white balloon.
Later on the way to the town where
We worked while the heater
Wheezed fitfully and the windshield
Showed indifference to the defroster
He’d turn to me and say that
The two best things in this world
Were hot coffee and winter sunrises.
The icy road beckoned to no one,
Snow began to drift down sleepily,
The peace of servitude sighed and dreamed.

I'm not sure that the two best things in the world are hot coffee and winter sunrises, but certainly beautiful sunrises and sunsets are high on the list, after the love of children and grandchildren.

Have a good day. More thoughts coming.

Bilbo

Saturday, January 30, 2016

Cartoon Saturday


Thank you, but we have all the snow we need.

In the final GOP "debate" before the Iowa caucuses, Donald Trump petulantly dropped out and staged his own event after Faux News rejected his demand to remove anchor Megyn Kelly from the moderating panel; the State Department has decided not to release 22 e-mails from former Secretary of State and Democratic presidential candidate Hillary Clinton, claiming they contain Top Secret information; according to Pentagon sources, a Russian fighter jet came within 15 feet of a U.S. Air Force reconnaissance plane over the Black Sea in what the Pentagon is calling an "unsafe" incident; the occupation of a remote Oregon bird sanctuary by self-styled anti-government militants heated up this week when one of the militants was killed by police and a number of others were arrested; and Paul Kantner, a guitarist and one of the founding members of the 1960's psychedelic rock group Jefferson Airplane, died this week at the age of 74.

As we continue the recovery from Winter Storm Jonas - otherwise known as "Snowzilla," it seems appropriate to feature cartoons about snowmen ...

Punk snowman? ...


Criminal Minds meets a chilling new villain ...


One-upmanship applies to snowmen, too ...


Weight Watchers for snowmen? ...


Suuuuurrrrreeee it is ...


Ouch ...


You can't be too careful ...


The cold, hard figures ...


Would that be a rhinocarrotoplasty? ...


You can't be too careful, part 2 ...


And so goes our last Cartoon Saturday for January, 2016. This weekend promises to be considerably different from last weekend ... one week ago today, we were hunkered down in blizzard conditions; today, the temperature will be in the 40's, headed to the 50's tomorrow and possibly into the 60's on Monday. You've gotta love NoVa weather. Actually, no you don't.

Have a good day, enjoy your weekend, and come back tomorrow for Poetry Sunday. More thoughts then.

Bilbo

Friday, January 29, 2016

The Left-Cheek Ass Clown for January, 2016


As the first month of the new year draws to a close, it's time to name our

Left-Cheek Ass Clown
for
January, 2016


As always, there are plenty of deserving candidates, but in my opinion (it's my blog, so my opinion is the only one that counts) there is one clear standout choice ...



No stranger to controversy, Governor LePage has gone out of his way to antagonize various groups, as when earlier this month he said of drug dealers plying their evil trade in Maine,

"These are guys with the name D-Money, Smoothie, Shifty ... They come from Connecticut and New York, they come up here, they sell their heroin, then they go back home. Incidentally, half the time they impregnate a young, white girl before they leave."

This week, Governor LePage continued his one-man war on drug dealers. He first suggested that an appropriate sentence would be to inject them with the same substances they sold; later, he opined that the death penalty alone was not good enough for drug dealers ... that he recommended bringing back public executions by guillotine.

Wow.

For his  ... um ... unusually direct approach to solving the drug crisis, Maine governor Paul LePage is named as our Left-Cheek Ass Clown for January, 2016.

And you thought Stephen King was the weirdest resident of Maine ...

Have a good day. See you tomorrow for Cartoon Saturday.

Bilbo


Thursday, January 28, 2016

The Things We Learn in Time


One of the things we learn as we grow older is that we missed a lot of things when we were younger. One of the things I've learned is that I now count as friends a lot of people that I only vaguely knew back in high school, if I knew them at all ... back then, we moved in different circles and belonged to different cliques that tended to limit or prevent our contact. Now, though, through the magic of nostalgia fueled by Facebook and the occasional reunion, we're finding each other and realizing that we missed out on a great deal.

At our 40th high school reunion back in 2009, I reconnected with Debbie - a lady I'd worshiped from afar all those years ago. We discovered that she'd also had an interest in me back then, but that we were both too shy to do anything about it. We became good friends, and I was greatly saddened when she passed away not long after the reunion.

When my father passed away last year, I was astounded when Bill ... one of the football stars from my old high school ... appeared at the funeral home to pay his respects. We'd sort of known each other back in the day, but I was part of the geek group, and he was one of the jocks, and never the twain shall meet. He was pleasant and gracious, and it warmed my heart that he came out in such terrible winter weather to help say goodbye to dad.

And through the magic of Facebook I've come to know Gail, a lady I knew back in high school only in passing ... but it turns out she and I share a fondness for many similar things, like Rudyard Kipling's "Just So Stories," the adventures of Sherlock Holmes, and the poetry of Robert W. Service ... and on top of everything else, she knows the lyrics to "Sixteen Tons." Had I but known ...

And then there's Pepper, who was a majorette back in high school - a class of demigoddess that lived well above the level of the Common Nerd. And today, she's a speech therapist with a fun and quirky sense of humor with whom a linguist and semanticist can enjoy trading terrible puns.

And let's not forget Marilyn, another of my re-found friends, whose love of crafts - particularly quilting - has made her a soul mate to Agnes, and led to my fear that the two may eventually meet in person and deplete my savings in the nearest fabric store.

The musing here is just that we have friends in places we didn't always expect or completely understand. And it's sad that it takes so long to realize it.

Have a good day. Come back tomorrow for the naming of our Left-Cheek Ass Clown for January.

Bilbo

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

After the Storm


Things are slowly getting back to normal here in the National Capitol Region as we continue digging out from the storm that has been nicknamed "Snowzilla." The federal government and most school systems are are slowly coming back to life; most main roads are drivable, but many of the side streets that connect to them are still either snowed in or barely passable (my street is officially passable by Virginia Department of Transportation definition*); buses are still hit-or-miss (mine isn't running, the only other one I can take is running a Saturday schedule, is about a mile's walk to the next stop, and just delivers me to the Metro station); and the Metrorail system is more or less back in operation. We were supposed to get some rain yesterday, which would have helped to melt some of the accumulated snow, but it didn't arrive and yesterday's melted snow froze overnight, which adds the danger of black ice to the usual misery of the morning commute). I think that by tomorrow, most of us will be back at work and Congress will be able to resume screwing up the country without Mother Nature's help.

But here's a question that isn't always considered in the wake of a major snowstorm: what do you do with all the snow?

Consider that Washington, DC, measures about 100 square miles, with the NoVa and MD suburbs adding another hundred or more square miles ... and that an average of, say, 18 inches of snow fell across that entire area. That's what scientists would call a butt-ton of snow. Plowing it is one thing, but where do you put it once the plowing's done?

This was the subject of an interesting article by Joe Heim in the Washington Post. In short, it seems that huge fleets of giant dump trucks pick up loads of snow plowed out to designated intersections, bring it to the parking lot at RFK Stadium and dump it in enormous mountains


that will later be melted by the Snow Dragon, an enormous snow-melting machine,


filtered, and then fed into storm drains. They should be done by, oh, next Christmas.

And here's another interesting aspect of the recovery from the storm: many modern kids don't seem to want to go out and earn money by shoveling snow. Washington Post reporter Petula Dvorak wrote about this today in an article titled "Kids Choosing Xbox Over Snow Bucks."

Many years ago, when the solar system was still forming and I was a strapping young lad, there was big money to be made in every season: spring was for weeding new gardens, summer was for mowing lawns, autumn was for raking leaves, and winter was for shoveling snow. Unfortunately, a lot of young people nowadays aren't into manual labor. Most of the people who are shoveling snow for money seem to be older, homeless, or low-wage workers ... I saw not a single young person out hustling for money to shovel out driveways and sidewalks - other than their own - in our neighborhood. Over the last three days, I probably shoveled a ton or more of snow, with the fear of hernias and heart attacks looming over my 64 year-old carcass ... it would have been worth it to me to pay a younger version of myself to do at least part of it.

Oh, well ...

Just as a last comment before I go and do some chores, here's a look at the new Winter Storm Threat Level System that will be going into effect for the next round:


Have a good day. Stay warm and dry, and just remember that last summer was the hottest ever recorded ... it won't be long before we're thinking that some snow wouldn't be a bad thing.

More thoughts tomorrow.

Bilbo

* VDOT’s goal is to have an 8-10 foot wide drivable path (the width of an average plow blade), but warns residents that streets considered officially passable may have patches where the plows couldn’t scrape away a layer of ice.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Diagramming Things


Back in grade school, many years before I learned that I loved linguistics, one of the things I hated having to do was diagram sentences. I don't know if diagramming sentences is still taught in grade school English classes, but if it isn't it should be. It's a useful skill for learning good grammar and sentence construction, even if it's a pain in the neck. Hindsight is always 20/20.

Here's an example of how we might diagram the sentence "The thought of getting up and working is alarming":


Sometimes, diagramming a sentence can be more of a challenge than usual ...


And sometimes it can be applied to more than just a simple (or Palinistically complex) sentence ... a song, for instance. Here's an example, using the Beatles' classic "Hey, Jude"* ...


Grammatical diagramming. Linguists kick butt.

Have a good day. More thoughts tomorrow.

Bilbo

* As it happens, I'm famous at work for my rendition of "Hey, Jude" with a heavy German accent. My co-workers are easily amused.