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rwdrake
14 December 2009 @ 12:56 am
Live Journal is Clearly dying.

What's sadder is that it's facebook and twitter that's killing it. What makes it sad is that this is about attention spans.

People's attention spans are shrinking and one cannot help but think it's a function of operant conditioning. One editor says that book chapters are getting shorter and that publishers are putting the pressure on authors to shorten their books. That's frightening. If I thought we were becoming more lucid as a society, I might be less concerned, but instead, it seems that people simply are unwilling to delve into very intricate and complicated ideas. They're unwilling to deal with cases where there is a tremendous amount of nuance and detail. People want it simple.

The world, however, is not simple. People believe that because one set of British Scientists tried to present ecological change in a particular light, all the research must, per se, be biased. Such a belief is utter rot. There is no smoking gun for establishing that industrial production is the single largest factor in climate change, but a methodical and careful study of all the available evidence by a person well versed in basic scientific technique and some ecological training shows a high amalgam of evidence, which when weighed in its preponderance will lead a reasoning person to conclude that we're the biggest factor causing our own environmental problems.

How many of you already glazed over the last few sentences? It's the very fact that people want it easy, fast, and cheap (when really, at best, you can choose two) that drives us to think that simpler is always better.

Climate Change, medicine, international relations, managing baseball, and architecture all require the ability to simultaneously see a great deal of detail and be able to spot in those details the patterns that determine what the big picture sees.

We are indeed dumbing ourselves down, and at our own peril. Peril you say? Look at the lingering financial crisis. People still don't understand it and think all the procedures involved are incredibly complicated. In fact, their very complexity has become, in many people's understanding, equivalent to their evil. It's as though people have figured out that complex systems let experts hide details within them so all complex systems must be bad.

This of course is syllogistically false: 'Some X are Y', 'Some Y are Z' cannot yield 'All X are Z'. Still, from English departments to rap producers, from sports teams to military exercises, evil's twin is called 'complexity'

Hence, the solutions being offered to people are binary decisions that require poor choices all the way round, in the case of the financial crisis have been staved off by the people who count of those short attention spans. The further we get from the crisis, the less concerned the average person is with preventing the same mistakes and so they begin anew.

And so we come back to Live Journal, Twitter, and Facebook. Twitter puts a premium on brevity in ways even Hemmingway would find revolting. You get 140 characters to explain all of life's mysteries. Facebook, while not as blatant is also laid out to transmit short messages and discourage long discussions.

Yet their ease of use; their ability to quickly translate 'facts' or 'updates' has rendered the longer discourse one would find in LiveJournal posts passe. In fact, the number of posts on Live Journal shrank from 1.4 million per day in 2005 to roughly 900,000 three years later. The users have migrated. Perhaps a few have gone to other blogging tools such as wordpress, but a majority seem to have moved on to twitter and facebook.

Along with this trend seem to be other aspects as well. Newspaper readership is dying. People are willing to read fewer words on the web than they are on paper. The number of people, who despite their easy availability, read primary sources is declining and it's hurt our economic and academic competitiveness.

It saddens and scares me. The trend is further compounded for me by the irony that the very person who so desperately wanted me to write on LiveJournal, has for all intents, abandoned it.
 
 
rwdrake
07 December 2009 @ 10:47 pm
I am not supposed to be directing the Academy Holiday show. In fact, I have had to spend more time on it than I'd planned and it's taking longer to put it together than I'd hoped.

Part of this is because I've and others have had trouble getting in touch with the Director I hired. Now, he's a pretty enthusiastic guy. He believes and he throws himself into his work. He's disappearance has therefore made a lot of folks upset.

The problem is that they were angry first and worried second. That's a bad move. Generally, if someone is pretty reliable and they deviate from pattern, better to find out what happened.

Our director has been on the festival circuit and apparently has a hernia. My first instinct was concern, and in this case, I was right. I am not sending him to unemployment, I'm sending him to the Doctor, after which, he'll come back and pick up the show. Hopefully everyone will be better off.

The next time you think to yourself "That good-for-noting-so-and-so! They'd better be in the hospital or after me they will be!", you're going to feel terrible when you get the phone call from Grady.
 
 
Current Location: theatre
Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music: DJ Spookie's Antarctica Symphony!
 
 
rwdrake
04 December 2009 @ 02:52 pm
In some of my travels, I find myself in schools and am often saddened about the lack of music education.

People, essentially, have no taste in music, and what is even worse, they know nothing about it.

At one event last holiday season, I had 'What's Going On' playing and was asked 'Don't You somethin' betta than that?' The answer was no. There is very little that is better than Marvin Gaye. Music such as 'What's Going On' is among the very best of it's genre.

Something similar happened yesterday when students at one school decried the Bob Marley music I was playing as, "that stupid country music". One would think that in a school primarily made up of African Americans 'Redemption Song' might be meaningful. I guess not.

Today was the capstone on it all. Our set up time was early and as is my wont, I kept the funk alive by playing Bootsy Collins. One teacher was not pleased. She asked if I did not have 'Some Tupac or something good like that'. First, the language often used in many of Tupac Shakur's rap records are not appropriate for a middle school. Second, Shakur in his later solo years was a member of death row records, which was musically planned by Dr. Dre. He used Parliament Funkadelic Samples religiously, including those of Bootsy Collins. Many of these were used in Tupac tracks.

When other teachers heard she wanted to stop the funk, they intervened and asked me to keep the funk alive. This woman had never heard of Bootsy Collins and I think did not have a clear understanding of how influential the landing of the mothership actually was in west coast hip hop.

That's what makes me sad. This woman was not young, just ignorant, as so many are. We all have guilty pleasures. We all have music to which we've attached memories, but which we would not argue is high art. 'Good' & 'Like' are not the same thing. 'Soulja Boy Tell "em' may be popular, but it's not as high quality as say Brother Ali. No matter how much you make like Rihanna, she is not Michel N'dege Ocello.

Nietzsche illustrates the whole bit well in 'The Case of Wagner'. People can like Wagner. That's fine, but when playing Beethoven, I don't want to hear, "Don't you have anything better? Like Wagner?"
 
 
Current Location: home
Current Mood: annoyed
Current Music: Bix
 
 
rwdrake
My friend Jared makes Films... well videos actually, but you get the idea.

Last Saturday, it was Brooklyn Day at the Theater. It began with Car Talk, from NPR, in which a guy named Sal from Brooklyn called about his Z-24. He took much ribbing from Tom & Ray on the way, but they saluted him for being the essential representative of his community.

This call was received a lot of attention. I hear people talking about it everywhere. One of our guests at the Theater was delightfully surprised to hear me pidgin my way through a reasonably lousy Brooklyn accent. She even called her friends to have my talk to them in such an accent. It was good enough to fool a local for a few brief moments.

This inspired Jared to make a film in which all the Characters spoke in that accent. These guys, however, have never actually set foot in Brooklyn and so they're word choices, accent and order were a little off.

In talking with Jared, I said I could take his original video and rewrite it as a Christmas story. Jared asked if I could move it to a Diner and I said, "Sure! Take me 15 minutes!" Well 15 minutes turned about to be 90, but on a lark, I knocked out a 10 minute script and sent it on as a lark.

Imagine my total shock when He and his partner called me today to say they'd like to make it. I was not prepared for this... Still, it's not bad mimic work and the story could be worse. The 'script' is behind the cut.

This Script Copyright 2009 by Robert W. Drake. All Rights Reserved.

WARNING: Because of the nature of the original video, this script contains profane language and some images and concepts not appropriate for Children. Further, it was written really late at night, phonetically in accent. Any thoughts about the 5 minutes of life you could have gotten back and not my responsibility. Read it at your own risk.

Script for Mayonnaise for Christmas )

Mayonnaise for Christmas

Characters, Jill, Jeff, Jared, Josh, Tony

Open on The Majestic Diner.

People are ordering, greeting the wait staff. Wait staff is giving it to the cooks, who give it right back.

A group walks in. Clearly from the Neighborhood

TONY: Yo! Hector

Hector waves spatula

Group goes and sits at a booth by the window. Various people walk by through the whole thing.

JILL: Hey fellas, what can I get you to drink?
JEFF, JOSH, JARED [in unison]: Sweet Tea
TONY: Coaf-fee, but naht jus Coaf-fee, Decaf.
TONY: Wit some cream if you don’ mind. Tank you. Yoah very… I ap-pree-she-ate it
JEFF: 10 years we been comin’ here and you still order decaf. You can’t fit in?
TONY: Wat, I like decaf.. you wanna make somethin’ of it?
JEFF: No. I’m jus’ sayin. It would hurt to fit in? Like maybe a little?
JOSH: I don’t feel sah good.
JEFF: You should see how you look… Cyntia? You’ve had so much you had to hit on…
JILL: Okay, Here we go. 3 sweet teas and a decaf… with cream…
TONY: Ey! You got splenda?
JILL: Nah, just sweet & low

TONY gestures disappointment/acceptance and goes through an elaborate routine fixing his coffee.

JILL: Ready to order?
JOSH: Oatmeal…
JILL: We ain’t got it
JOSH: Toast…
JILL: White, Wheat, or French…
JEFF: French?
JOSH: White
JILL: You? [gestures at JEFF]
JEFF: 2 eggs, grits, Bacon, Hash browns
JILL: How do you want your eggs?
JEFF: Scrambled
JILL: White Wheat or Biscuit?
JEFF: BISCUIT!
JILL: [to TONY] You want something besides decaf?
TONY: Yeah, gimme a Belgian Waffle
JILL: ‘kay, You sir?
JARED: A Plate of Fries and some mayo.
JILL: Thanks guys it will be right up….. Hey Hector! White toast, 2 eggs scrambled….

[Camera pans away from Jill still calling out order back to JEFF]

JEFF: What is it with yawol (mispronounces y’all). I mean, shit! You have to have your goddam decaf, you almost got a girl who looks like Vigo Mortensen to go out with you… and you! (gesturing to JARED) Shut up!
JOSH: She does not look like vilo morganstern except for the beard.. hers.. not his..
TONY: What’s with you?
JEFF: I don’t know why I hang out with you losers. At least I have a frickin’ job. I’m not ‘A tech guy’[looks at TONY] or ‘An Artist’ [looks at Jared] or [looks at Josh] what-ever- the- hell-it-is that you do… what is that by the way?…
JOSH: I thought she didn’t look half goo… I mean, she looked ba..I mean she’s bad
JEFF: Shut up!
JARED: Middle school English Teacher.. Yeah, You’re going to make a lotta money…
TONY: YEAH, He’ll make $35,000 and a year and a sexual Harassment claim every two.
JEFF: Hey, dats why they have insurance, you know?
TONY: [stirs coffee] yeah, because it’s your only chance to score. You need score insurance..
JEFF: You keep drinkin’ coffee, you’re going to need denture insurance because your natural teeth have to be gone. Shit man, will you go see a frickin’ dentist aready?
TONY: Ey! [he’s clearly self conscious]
JEFF: At least I have insurance. That’s one good thing about having an actual job. I got a little cash to buy presents too . You guys…
JOSH: You have money… but you’re bored!
JEFF: That’s true, but it’s America, right? It’s education. Someone has to do it. I’m, you can’t let da brats grow up and not learn how to speak the goddam language properly, right?
TONY: Oh Jesus, here he goes again.
JEFF: Look, all I’m saying is that if …[Is cut off by Jill with the food]
JILL: Okay, here we are guys!
TONY, JARED, JOSH: Thank god!
JILL: [places food] Okay… you had the toast… and you have the eggs… and you had the waffle… here’s your syrup… and you had the fries…. Okay, you guys need and thing else?

JARED & JEFF TALK AT THE SAME TIME

JARED: Mayo? JEFF: Ketchup!
JILL: Okay [She swings around to the counter across from the booth and gets the condiments required]… All Set?

GUYS NOD

JILL: I’ll get you some more tea and be back to check on you…
GUYS start to prepare their food. TONY Butters waffle, JOSH lowers head to eat toast as though his head is killing him. JEFF pours catsup for hash browns, Jared Squeezes out Mayo on his plate of fries.
JEFF: You want ketchup for those fries, right?
JARED: No, man, I got mayo…
JOSH: oooou.
JEFF: Mayonnaise? Goddam ’ Mayonnaise? What the fuck is wrong with you?
JARED: Wat?
JEFF: You know in Goddam America, we fuckin’ use ketchup on fries. I mean Jesus Christ, not fucking Mayonnaise.

JARED TAKES a Bite of fries and just looks at Jeff

JEFF (To Tony): And you! I mean, it’s almost one in the morning and your getting a Belgian? And you’re not even using syrup? Would you grow some already?... and you! Come on man, it’s ketchup. It’s America. Wat is it wit you people? Nobody uses …
JARED: Yo, this is a very classy and sentee-mental thing that I’m doin’ here. There’s a lot of tradition! I mean, it comes from Luxembourg!
JEFF: Yeah? If it’s so goddamn sentimental, then frickin’ go back to Luxembourg already. Goddam diner could use the seat!
JARED: Look My Fath...
JEFF: Oh Some Frickin’ American He was! Goddam roots for the Saints! I mean Jes..
JARED: MY Father was in th…
JEFF: Look it’s Ketchup, okay
TONY: Shut your hole and let Cheese bag tell his story aright? SHees!
JOSH: Let Him Stell the hory..
JILL INTERUPTS: You guys okay? Everything Good? More Tea?
TONY: Could I get more Decaf?
JILL: Sure..
JEFF: All I’m Saying is…
TONY & JOSH TOGETHER: SHUT UP!
TONY: Goddam man, let the kid tell his… Cheese Bag! Tell ‘em…
JARED: Thank you.. yeah.. So there I am. Frickin’ 9 years old and we just flew over from Newark because, you know, it’s Chirstmas break and Pops was Stationed in Germany, and the flight’s been long and we’re tired and we get there… and shit, he’s my old man, right?
So we get our bags and, and Carmen, I mean goddam, she’s never ridden that long on anything ever and she’s cranky, and moms, well she’s trying to keep it together right? ‘Cause she knows about the move but we don’t’…
And so we get there and Pops , he’s wearing his uniform, carrying his bags in his left goddam hand in case he has to salute some ‘frickin’ officer’ and he hugs moms and Carmen, and for the first time, he doesn’t hug me. He shakes my hand, and I’m thinkin “I’m a frickin’ man” I mean, I’m tired and shit, but I’m a man, like pops, right?
So he tells us he’s got a surprise for us and that we have to get on the train, and we’re thinkin’ goddam… we have to ride in something else? Goddam…. So we get on the train and get settled in and I ask Pops, “Yo Pops, where we goin’?” And he says, “Well, we’re movin’ to Luxembourg”
JEFF: Yeah, right. Like that
JARED: No Really Man, & I mean, shit, I didn’t know Luxembourg from… like right up until then, I thought Luxembourg was like, a vacuum cleaner or something… foggetaboutit, but anyways, so
JOSH: Vacuum cleaner.. . VAcuum
JARED: Shut up… So he tells us that we have to move and that we’re going to live in Luxembourg for a while and we’re going to see our new ‘partment and right then, man, I just wanted Five Guys Fries you know? Shit. No more McDonalds? No more Nathans? Woist of all. No Frickin Five Guys? Man, I started to cry.
JEFF: Pussy! (tony and Josh laugh at this)
JEFF: Man, my ass! You’re a goddam pus…
TONY: C’mon, lettem finish already… I’m almost Goddam done with da waffle…. G’head
JARED: Bastoids.. Shit. So I’m kinda cryin and Moms and Pops are feelin’ like shit and Carmen, who knows… but .. so I’m trying to get together and I can see it’s killin’ ‘em and I say “I want some french fries!’ … and Pops.. he just shakes his head, but he calls the porter, cause it Europe? It ain’t like no frickin’ AMTRAK, they got frickin’ service over dere… so He calls the guy and I remember… like it was yestoiday… Swear-da-gad.. The guy spoke French…
JARED: So my Dad’s like.. Done-ay muwah.. like… you got any fries? Oh Yeah! Palm Frits! That’s it, “Hey! You got Palm Frits?” And the French Guy… he does the French Guy thing and he turns up his nose, but he kinda nods… and I’m still wussin’ and he goes away and Pops looks at me and Says ‘Hey! Iz gonna be okay…” and like 10 minutes later… The French guy, he comes back with this thing..
JEFF: Thing?
JARED: Yeah, dis thing… this silver, like a miniature Chafing dish or sometin’… very classy… but you know, inside… it’s like French fries! French fries on a train from Germany to Luxembourg! And Pops, he takes one and there’s nothing to dip it in… So, he gestures to the French guy… and then he throws him, I dunno, a couple francs, cause they ain’t got da Euro yet, and the guy comes back with Mayonnaise… and Pops dips the fries in Mayo and eats one… And I’m like, okay. I got fries. I’ll try it. And I’m thinkin… this is not bad! This is pretty good and the train is movin’, and my Pops… he looks at me and he shakes my hand again, and says “Merry Christmas Son. We’ll get fries every day if you want to. “ And that’s when I knew that this? Was civilized!
JOSH: Just use the stupid ketchup!

JEFF & TONY FALL OUT LAUGHING

JARED: Look, you cannot tell me that there is not some stupid thing you do that does not remind you of a happier time then sitting here with you bozos and Mrs. Frickin’ Cyntia Vigo Mortensen over dere! And you do it from time to time because it makes you happy! Aright?
JARED: You Cannot Judge Me!
JEFF is about respond when JOSH says: You know… wars have started over lesser things… Merry Christmas…
All except Tony: Merry Christmas! TONY: Happy Christmas..
JEFF: You see? That’s Fuckin’ Un a goddam American! Jesus! It’s Merry Christmas.. don’t make me be happy!
JARED: Shut the Fuck Up, You …
TONY: All I’m sayin’ is that you got such a great job? Here’s the goddam bill, How’s dat for your marry Christmas…

CONVERSATION BLENDS INTO REST OF DINER NEWS As Diner is Shown with Fellas walking out, plate of fries is empty with some spread mayo and one clean dollop of ketchup..

Loberstance Productions, in association with ‘That Other Academy Guy’… Luxembourg
Jared as Jared
Josh as Josh
What’s his name as Jeff
Jill as Jill
Alan Smithee as Tony Etc…

After last credit

JEFF: I mean Ketchup’s the Fuckin’ American official Vegetable!
ALL: SHUT UP!
 
 
Current Location: home
Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: none
 
 
rwdrake
27 November 2009 @ 02:18 am
Really, I should buy a projector.

People need one, the theater needs one. Good ones start around $700... and go up to about $66,000.

So Brandsmart opens at Midnight on Black Friday. I made the mistake of going. People were nuts. Again, it's the Amateur problem.

You don't drink New Years, St Pats, or Cinco De Mayo because all the Amateurs are out and they have no clue.

I should have known better than to late night shop on Black Friday. People were in a hurry. They pushed. They shoved. They were claustrophobic. Worst of all, they brought Children.

It's 12:30 AM in an incredibly crowded place with inadequate security and you brought your kids. Oy.

Worst of all, no projectors were on sale. Not a one.

Oy, indeed.
 
 
rwdrake
22 November 2009 @ 11:42 am
Went to New Orleans

30 People saw the show

Now back, no more tour for a while.

About the Same Number have seen the Sevananda show. My board is far enough behind in fundraising that I have to bankroll the salaries myself. It's terrible having a good show that no one wants to see.

Friends? I *think* I remember them (seriously, I miss you) .

Working my tail off. Not getting much exercise. At least eating healthier...

And yet, In so many ways, the Theatre is thriving. We're doing okay! It seems as though we're constantly on the cusp of being re-discovered by Atlanta, and eventually, it has to trip over.

And thanks to each and everyone of you I have a salary until next July!

...And Governor's races are right around the corner.

SO: VOTE Kaseem Reed. Come see Felice Ramamdan! Get ready for the holiday season and come meet me at intermezzo some night. I'd like to buy you a drink.
 
 
Current Location: home
Current Mood: optimistic
Current Music: from an odd dancing video send to me by Jennifer
 
 
rwdrake
09 November 2009 @ 03:54 pm
Ladies and Gentlemen,

Start Your Engines!  Tomorrow, I am off to the Big Easy.  The show I am directing is in a festival there and I am not going to miss the chance to help perfect the show and see the town.  

It's an 8 hour drive solo.  Just the set and me and in the car.  My partner in this matter is flying.  

Then? 6 nights.  Every single day I am there, there is show work, but I will NOT do the theater, bus, hotel, bar, sleep, theater, bus... routine.  


In the meantime, I am in Peachtree City about to do a completely different show...

 
 
 
rwdrake
06 November 2009 @ 02:12 am
The newest show I have produced opens today.  My other show opens in New Orleans next week.  It's high political season.  I have a public Laughing Matters show, and a murder mystery on Monday.

In some ways, I don't much care.  My friend Adam Mewherter killed himself Tuesday.  Though I don't have time for it to occupy much of my conscious mind, thoughts about his death occupy much of the back channels under the surface. 

Suicide has always confounded me.  I just don't get it.  The desire to not live, especially in absence of constant pain or inaccessibility to mental health assistance, is beyond my grasp. 

I want to live.  There are people and things worth dying for, but generally, I want to live. 

I will miss Adam.  He was clever, instinctually witty, and generally an interesting guy.  I cannot understand what drove him to despair especially since he apparently had been cheerful earlier that night. 

Live baby Live.  For the moment, that's my motto. 

 
 
rwdrake
24 October 2009 @ 12:39 am
I have been at the theater a great deal, and so, of course, the road Beckons. 

The final week of October sees Americus & Callaway Gardens.  Americus should be fantastic as we're staying in one of America's Landmark Hotels.  The big question is what else is worth seeing down there and will there be time? 

For the Callaway show, there will not be time.  It will be down, set up, do it, and come back.  Those shows are always sad as you don't get to take in the local flavor...

Then, in three weeks, the big easy beckons for the Fringe Festival!   Now THAT will be the road!  
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rwdrake

I am a straight ally. It is National Coming Out Day and I write in the hope that you will think about needless discrimination against people and stop it. 

Don't do it for 'them', do it for you.  First, because they are you, and second, even if you don't feel that way, discriminating against someone based on a characteristic which has nothing to do with any give situation is counterproductive and mean.  

Let's start with discriminating against open service by GLBT people in our military.  For years, the military was not meeting its recruiting goals.  They needed soldiers and many wanted to serve, but because they were gay and wanted to be open about it, we turned away tons of recruits, including those who had the skills we desperately needed. 

We've heard all the arguments before: close quarters, lack of trust, etc.  I tell my fellow straight people, buck up and get over it.  Men and women serve together in close quarters.  People of different races and religions serve together in close quarters.  To think that someone might not have your back because he is gay or because he used to be a woman is flat silly.  You all made the same pledge.  Why is it that white straight male people think they're the only ones to whom it applies?  Everyone takes the same pledge and everyone deals with the consequences. 

You think you don't feel safe now?  Consider that as of 2007, nearly 60 Arabic speaking soldiers had been forced out of the military!  Now, imagine your in Iraq.  Wouldn't you rather have anyone who can speak Arabic roaming the streets with you?  Wouldn't you like someone, anyone who speaks the language?  When someone is trying to tell you that there is an ambush around the corner, and you don't speak Arabic, that's when you'll wish those folks were still in. 

Now let's look at the home front: What do GLBT people actually want?  Equal pay for equal work.  The right to visit their partners in the hospital and make decisions for them.  The right to adopt.  The right to file a joint tax return.  They're not looking for 'special status', their just looking for the rights to the same status that everyone else has. 

I'm far less picky than some over whether something is a 'Civil Union' or 'Marriage'.  To me, it's the same thing.  Give me the same substantive rights for everyone, and the crazies can keep their blessed word. 

I just want a simple resolution passed by every legislative body in the country that states "whereever in the official code annotated the word 'marriage' or 'married' or any variant thereof shall be used it shall also be construed to include all civil unions as performed in any part of the United States."

Yea!  Substantive equality for all!  Should this come to pass, will things be a little different?  Yeah. 

Things are a little different all the time.  When I was little, nearly everyone thought the languages we'd need to learn would be German and Japanese.  Now, we know that it's Chinese, Hindi, and Spanish that are the second languages of destiny. 

Changes are going to happen.  Things are going to be different.  What matters is whether the person in front of you can most effectively accomplish what needs to be done.  If that's zeroing out the non-basic columns on an accounting spreadsheet, the person waiting at home at the end of the day is completely irrelevant!  Math ability (or any other cognitive ability) is not related to orientation!

So now lets address the really basic underlying cause here.   WASPs are afraid of losing their traditional power.  They've had it, but now a wide variety (dare I say... diverse!?) group of people are coming to prominence.   Rather than reveling in the more economic use of hearts, brains, and the imagination between, they're concerned at their particular loss of power.  

Oddly, these are often the people most interested in a free market!  The problem is that a market is only free if everyone is allowed to participate.  Open markets in ideas, life style, and beliefs benefit everyone.  It's when people start to close those markets off to various people that countries regress terribly

So, in the end, here is the message:  STOP BEING REPRESSED AND STOP REPRESSING!  If you are coming out today, congratulations on finding out more about yourself.  If you 'hate gay', then that means you spend a lot of time filled with hatred.  That can't really feel good.  Get some help. 


 
 
Current Location: home
Current Mood: oy
Current Music: nope
 
 
rwdrake
03 October 2009 @ 01:01 am
"Somewhere in a lonely hotel room there’s a guy starting to realize that eternal fate has turned it's back on him.
"It's two a.m."

Last Night, some basic realities came back in to focus... like when they keep trying the gas and it's not working, it's time to leave. 

One of my partners & I in, well, that which we'll not mention, left the restaurant quickly last night when the crew kept trying to get the gas lines to heaters started.  Kept turning the spigot.  Kept firing the igniters.  Even tried using a stick lighter to get the heaters going.  

We split.  We made it out the door when 'Crack!' & a big poof of smoke!  It plumed white into the night sky and was immediately visible for a long way...

Ironically however, twas not the restaurant burning, it was a pick up truck that seems to have been dumped in the parking lot just beyond.  Hard to tell whose prints are on the steering wheel when the damn thing's burned off.  

Nobody misses that woman anyway. 

The Mexican restaurant workers came out with extinguishers and the sirens came.... and the sirens passed right on by.  We got in out cars and left. 

The place is a madhouse
Feels like being blown
My beacon's been moved under moon and star
Where am I to go
Now that I've gone too far
Soon you will come to know
When the bullet hits the bone
 
 
Current Location: Home
Current Mood: cold
Current Music: Golden Earring
 
 
rwdrake
01 October 2009 @ 09:03 pm
They put a Wrestling ring in the Theater.  Really.  Now pro wrestlers will learn we're here!

Not much travel.  Though there is a Kaiser tour coming.  Casting is interesting.  

Running the theater of course takes hours of work, but it's worth it.  

Directing has been an adventure, but the transgendered audiences have been even more of an adventure.  Imagine DragonCon, but everyone is protraying a gender that they were not born with.  

Friends having babies.  Twins, singles, all boys.  Interesting.  

People coming, people going people want to ... 60 seconds are up!
 
 
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rwdrake
 At Anime Weekend Atlanta, people dress up in costumes the way they do at Dragon-Con, but today, I learned they maybe a little more extreme.

As I was walking around meeting vendors to promote STEAMfest, there was a person dressed in a German Officers Uniform.  I am vaguely inured to that.  The big swastika arm band however, was shocking.  

Even more shocking was the astonishing number of people who said "Oh How Cool!  Let me get your picture!" 

Let me make this perfectly clear:  People were clamoring to take pictures of and have their picture taken with someone wearing what's supposed to look like a World War II Nazi Uniform with a swastika! 

Some quick history:  The Nazis were Germans and their followers who believed that people existed for the state and that Aryan people had a natural right to dominate over others including taking their property and supporting the mass engineered execution of literally 12 million people in the Holocaust

There is a difference between wanting to dress up as Darth Vader & wanting to dress up as a Nazi officer.  Darth Vader is fictional.  The Nazis were real.  Darth Vader is ultimately redeemed.  The Nazi leadership went to their ends unrepentant.  They thought that killing 6 millions Jews, just for being Jewish, half a million Roma,  3 million other Poles and Russians, 15 thousand gay people  and more helped make the world a better place. 

When you put on that uniform and when you choose to wear the swastika, you are saying you agree.  This is not a play.  This is walking around in public.  More troubling than the teenager who thought this was a good idea are all the others who thought that such a uniform was 'So Cool!'.  Let it also be noted here that there were other 'German Officers', but the Swastika is what drew the attention and the fans and it is the Swastika which identifies you as a Nazi.  Yes.  I am aware that Nazis are the villains in certain Anime, but again, their the villains because their ACTUALLY evil and when you put on the clothes, you take the ideology with it.  This isn't Star Wars, the Nazis had a very specific idea of what should happen and they thought they were entitled to kill you.

What made this kid's parents think that it was okay for him to go out in public as a Nazi?  What led these other kids to want to have their picture taken with that? 

Can you imagine if someone had shown up dressed as a Ku Klux Klan Wizard?  As Osama Bin Laden?  As Jean Kambanda?   One would think there would have been outrage.  Apparently, over Nazis there is none.  Kids are down with the killing.

The question is now what to do about it?  It's not an isolated incident.  A play about Anne Frank had to be stopped last year at a north Fulton County school when the kids started cheering for the Nazis.  The cast and school officials were shaken. 

What AWA should not do is ban the costume.  Censorship here will not help.  It will only make Nazism forbidden fruit, which is the sweetest of all.  Nor should they ban 'offensive costuming' (though the AWA costume rules do have a decency clause). 

What they might want to do is add something to their costume rules requesting that nothing outright offensive be worn (not insisting, requesting) & they might want to add a panel about fictional evil, which people can reasonably want to play around with, and actual evil in which the true impact and effects of the carnage are shown and manifest. 

Think about it.  What would you do if your son, daughter, sister, brother, or cousin said 'Hey!  I am going to go out to an event with thousands of people dressed as a Nazi officer!  Come with me!  Let's take pictures and put them on internet!"  Would you not go to any lengths to stop this? 

This is the Banality of Evil at its heart.  You should want to stop it, because if you don't, pretty quickly, you'll be next

 
 
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rwdrake
If you live under a rock and that rock is a long way from Atlanta, you may not know that the Atlanta Police Department raided a gay club called the Eagle.  Not only did they raid the bar, but the detained all the patrons forcing them to lie on the floor and insulting them before turning most loose and arresting seven.

Allegedly, illegal drug activity was the part of the reason for the raid along with public performance of sexual acts, but no illegal drugs were found.  Lots of slurs were. 

Two distinct trains of thought come to mind.  First, the Atlanta Police Force really screwed up.  If you go to any club with hundreds of patrons and can't find ANY illegal drugs, you're not looking very hard.  Every club manager will deny there are drugs in their club and every bar tender will tell you whose dealing for a $100 'referral fee'.

This leads directly to the second thought:  The Eagle was targeted for harassment.  Even if Vice Cops had seen illegal activity there before, again, name a large scale club with absolutely no illegal activity ever... would you want to go there? 

I cannot imagine the rage, hue and cry if this had been The Uptown Comedy Corner or what ever the Bachelorette party spot is for the Buckhead set.  Can you imagine the cries of racism from Uptown and 'Daddy!' from others?  It would be deafening.  Chief Pennington would already be gone. 

Chief Pennington is not gone yet, so he has a chance to get this right.  First, he needs to apologize on behalf of the Department to the Gay community.  Second, he needs to meat out real discipline (ironic given the bust) to those involved in the raid who so badly bungled things, and third, he better get a conviction on the illegal activity. 

Why the convictions?  Because as much as we might think they're silly, we don't want police officers deciding what laws they're going to enforce, and which their going to skip.  Their job to serve and protect the public by enforcing the laws and protecting citizens.  It's the job of the D.A. to decide whether to prosecute and that person is directly responsible through election. 

The police need to do their job, but they need to enforce the law for everyone and hold all people to the same standard.  We the people then need to stop silly laws, file civilian complaints, and in this case, likely sue certain officers.

We demand justice both by the police and against the officers who miscarried it.

 
 
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rwdrake
Here are some thoughts:

1) We're not a theocracy.

2) President Obama is not a member of the NSDAP (in other words, a Nazi)

3) It's the anniversary of the attacks of September 11, 2001 and we're still fighting

4) The public option is precisely that, an option.

5) Vaccines are not of the devil.  

6) Being smart is a good idea

What all these ideas have in common is a rational basis.  What their opponents require is that people take the world on faith RATHER than on the basis of evidence.  

That's the big battle in the world right now.  Will we examine the world, use the information that is presented to us and use logic to make inferences about how and why things are happening or will we instead, take things on faith rather than look at the evidence?

So let's take those statements one at a time.  The United States is not a Theocracy.  Thomas Jefferson, who had a hand in authoring so many of the essential texts of the United States, declared in a letter to Baptists that there should be an eternal wall between church and state, and that the purpose of the establishment clause of the first amendment was precisely to create those circumstances.  For you original intenters out there, that's the intent.   Your God applies to you and only you and in the context of your private life.  That's it.

2) President Obama is not a member of the NSDAP.  He is not a Nazi.  Obama does not beleive in racial purity or for citizens existing not for themselves, but for the state.  Moreover, one suspects that those on the religious right will fidn themselves subject to Godwin's law as a result.  

3)  Eight years ago, a group of mostly middle class Saudi Nationals boarded and hijacked 4 aircraft killing thousands.  We're still fighting the people who did this and have been unable to capture the financier of this operation (Osama Bin Ladin) or the hearts of and minds of hundreds of thousands of potential adherents.  Here are some of the reasons why.  Zealotry (growing faith in something despite direct clear evidence to the contrary) runs about through nearly all orthodoxies.  The fact that the attacks of 2001 set off a long chain of events which ultimately rendered a serious world economic collapse only hurt the very people in whose name those Saudis attacked.  Look at Arabs all over the world.  Are they better off now than they were in 2000?  Nope.  How about the Palestinians?  Are they better off?  Not really.  

How about everyone else?  Are the Israelis better off?  Yep.  More housing, higher standard of living.  They've paid some costs, fought some wars and they don't feel safe, but really, they're not substantially worse off.  The Indians?  They're better off too.  Their economy is growning and development continues.  Money that might have gone into Muslim countries hasn't as a result.  China?  A country that hates Islam more than any other, is now poised to become the biggest most influential country in the world.  

And Us?  The target?  We went on with our lives.  We did fall into the very traps Bin Ladin set for us, but the US is not dead or in Civil disorder.  We're not going away anytime soon and we have more troops in the Middle East than ever.  We're going to be there longer now than anyone imagined 8 years and 2 days ago.  Our economy will come back.  Our people are coming back and the people who are falling behind quickly?  American Muslims.

4) The Public Option is an option.  That's right, an option.  If you like your current health care plan, no one is going to take it away from you.  If private insurers improve their level of service while lowering the cost, no one will use the public option and it will go away.  The key to understanding the public option is that it only will be a major player if it's doing better than private insurers.  You don't send every single letter Federal Express do you?  There are times when the government option is the one you want and times when private alternatives are better.  YOU, the consumer, get to chose.

5) A disproportionate number of people are apparently scared of getting vaccinated.  This is just plain crazy.  Yep, tiny number of people will get a bad reaction to any vaccine, but that number of fewer than the number of people who drive drunk and then get in an accident.  It's really really tiny.  Vaccines save not only your life, but they stop transmission through you to get to others.  They save lives.  They're not a conspiracy by drung companies to make a zombie army.  Until people thought it was safe to no longer take them, the very fact that everyone took the vaccine nearly eliminated small pox.   If you turn down free FDA approved vaccine doses,  you're again puting your faith above the common good.  That or you're playing 'cake or death' and you've chosen death.   

6) Finally, Religious Right Republicans kept their kids out of school on Tuesday because President Obama came on screen to tell them to stay in school and take responsibility for educating themselves.   Too many people still think that eating from the tree of knowledge is forbidden.  It is not so.  Life in ignorance is brutish and short.  Evidence suggests that it is the best educated among us who are generally the happiest.  Education, formal & informal, leads to a richer more informed life.  It's worth it.  Learning about the world lets you predict it better.  Sometimes, you'll be wrong.  Sometimes, being wrong will be catastrophic.  However, the chances that you'll be wrong decrease when you observe the world around you.  

Now, someone may say, 'you're attacking all religion and religious faith and saying it has no role in existence!'  Such a person would be critically flawed in their argument.  In situations in which there can be no evidentiary measure and yet a decision needs to be made, faith can be a good model.  

As an example, take the premise: I should stay up all night tonight for I have no evidence that the sun will rise tomorrow.  In this case, I have faith that the world will keep turning and that the sun will rise tomorrow.  I have no definative proof of it.  Past experience does not prove future results.  It only establishes a possible pattern.  However, from that pattern, I can make a calculation that it is very likely that I will wake up as healthy and alive tomorrow as I am today, and based on my faith in that calculation, I'll sleep tonight.  

Faith in absence of any evidence, isn't crazy.  Faith in direct contradiction to evidence is.  It's time for all of us to stop being crazy and think rationally about the decisions we have to make so that we're not acting like the fool who believes the sun will not rise and so wastes his life.


 
 
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rwdrake
04 September 2009 @ 05:59 pm
 Abe Fortas loved being a Supreme Court justice.  He was appointed by LBJ, but when the next President, Richard Nixon, asked him to, he stepped down.  He gave as his reason "Because When the President of the United States asks you to do something, you do it."  

The President of the United States would like to talk to the nation's school children.  They're kids.  Yet their parents, in a sign of contempt not only for the man, but for the office he holds, are pulling their students out of class en masse.  

I feel embarrassed for my country, but worst for the kids.  The President of the United States wants to talk to them and they're going to miss it.  This is a man who came from humble beginnings, faced adversity, and worked his way up to become the President of the United States and among the most respected people in the world.  

People all over Europe, Asia, and Africa hang on his every word.  Leaders of other countries would give anything to have coffee with him, and he wants to talk with Children about their schooling and what's important to him.  

There are only four other people who can read this who have achieved what President Obama has achieved.  Being the President of the United States is a truly enormous undertaking, honor, and solemn responsibility.  President Obama has not led us into infamy, no one has accused him of a Byzantine mendacity.  

His Republican Opponents have called him a man of honor.  They may disagree with him on issues, but the nobility of his endeavor is beyond reproach and now parents, at the urging of some conservative pundits, will withdraw?  This is especially ironic in that the last President to do so was Philip's Andover's own George H. W. Bush.  

In some ways, this only helps the President.  It shows the degree to which his political detractors are not people of good faith who disagree, but zealous enemies who enmity for Democrats is grater than their love fro their children and the country.  

If you have kids, don't be an idiot.  He is your President.  Yours.  He's trying to impart information he thinks is important to your kids.  He wants them to learn.  If you don't let them watch, you're proving you don't.


 
 
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rwdrake
02 September 2009 @ 09:16 pm
 We're pretty close to being sure that a completely innocent person was executed in Texas in 2004.  The Houston Chronicle and New Yorker document the case.  

According to Innocence Project spokesperson Barry Scheck, The Texas Governor ignored further investigative testimony that showed the very high likelihood of innocence of Cameron Todd Willingham.  Willingham proclaimed his innocence every single moment from his being accused.  He died proclaiming it.  

Texas Governor Rick Perry had the opportunity to commute Willingham's sentence in view of better scientific evidence, but Perry is not a man of science.  He is a Creationist Christian.  A man for whom faith trumps direct evidence to the contrary.  He chose for Willingham to die.  
We have a word for such behavior, and that word is murder.  Perry murdered an innocent person, with all the information to know that he was innocent.  He just chose to ignore it.  

As I have said before, the death penalty is clearly anticipated by the 5th amendment to the Constitution.   However, currently it's available for too many crimes too often and is used as a measure of vengeance.  Vengeance is never justice and our societies inability to erect a wall between the two leads to precisely the blood lust that has killed an innocent person at the hands of the state.  

The same thing will likely happen here in Georgia with Troy Anthony Davis.  

I am unwilling to be an innocent person put to death.  I would fight every step of the way.  In light of the fact that At least two states seem to be okay with this, a moratorium seems appropriate until a national standard at least as tough as the one Massachusetts proposed seems in order.  

Think about it... Are you willing to die for something you actually did not do?
 
 
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rwdrake
The Atlanta Progressive News reports that race has officially entered the Atlanta Mayor's Race.  Says that report: "..the Black Leadership Forum in Atlanta has circulated a position paper authored by Aaron Turpeau, raising fears that Atlanta could elect its first White mayor in decades and that Black leaders could lose what he believes to be access to the Mayor's office."

There is currently no clear best choice for Candidates in the City of Atlanta Mayors race, but Lisa Borders & Mary Norwood are currently the two big dogs in the fight.  Who the Mayor of Atlanta is matters to everyone in the state and the region.  Bill Campbell was criminal, literally, and Mayor Frankin's first term was amazing.  The Mayor makes a difference.

Now, however, by alleging that race trumps actual positions, Mr. Turpeau risks distracting everyone from choosing the Mayor who is most likely to be able to budge the Legislature to put up some money to solve problems, rebuild city morale, solve its crime and homeless problems, reduce corruption, and work with the Federal Government. 

Race won't mean a thing in that department.  Rather, by introducing race, and by trying to rally Black Atlantans behind Borders, Mr. Turpeau has made it clear that rather than wanting the best Mayor, he just wants to make sure that the Mayor isn't White. 

There's a word for that: Stupid.  Even if Ms. Borders turns out to be the best person for the job, Mr. Turpeau has bittered the pool against her.  If she loses, it's possible that the reason will be that people have exhausted the well of good will for this sort of identity voting. 

Should the White Candidate in the race, Mary Norwood, win, she too will find a bittered pool and what would simply have been natural collaboration will either seem forced or be prevented.  Either way, Mr. Turpeau has sown his own worst nightmare, which perhaps is what he wanted all along. 

 
 
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rwdrake
26 August 2009 @ 02:08 am
The Democrats are down to 59 Votes in the Senate, but perhaps they lost the biggest one.

Edward M. Kennedy has died.  Yep.  He screwed up when he was young.  You bet.  Drank too much when he was old.  Still...

He was the most effective legislator ever, and is among the great Senators.  I believe, but have not checked my facts on this, that he sponsored more major legislation than any other Senator.  More than even Senator Byrd, who lives on.  He was able to get bills through the Senate regardless of who was in power and he stopped bills in the Senate regardless of who was in power.

Health Care, Civil Rights, Environmental Law, Justice Reform, Educational Access, and Immigration reforms were just a few of the areas in which the major legislation guiding the country was shaped with Senator Kennedy's input. 

Oprah has been given credit for choosing President Obama, but really, it was Senator Kennedy's endorsement that made his victory over Senator Clinton possible.  Without that endorsement, it is quite possible the fight would have gone to the convention.

Unless you're an incredibly wealthy racist polluter, you benefited from what The Senator passed.  We have a volunteer military in part because of Mr. Kennedy.  We have a deregulated airline system because of Mr. Kennedy and he was essential in assuring passage of the voting rights acts.  He heralded the Americans With Disabilities act and got a Republican President to sign it.  With Orin Hatch, he created the S-CHIP program which guarantees the poorest children access to medical care. 

Even President George W. Bush praised Kennedy's work. 

Now, as shall be all of us, he is dead.  Ironically, his final act shall be to save us money.  The federal government has extended to all the Kennedys Secret Service Protection.  It's expensive, but in the Kennedy's case understandable.  Now, Mr. Kennedy will no longer need it. 

Recently, the old Nike slogan, 'Just Do It' has been revisited as good advice.  Ted Kennedy proved it.  He did it, we're better off.  Thank you sir.
 
 
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rwdrake
24 August 2009 @ 01:37 pm

NPR is having a 3 Minute Fiction Contest.  YOU can enter until 11:59, Tuesday August 25th. 

“Called to Help” ©2009 Robert Drake

The nurse left work at five o'clock.  Keisha didn’t stop being a nurse; the real ones never did.  They just stopped being at the hospital. 

As she pulled the civic out of the garage, Keisha thought about the ‘West Side Story’ mantra the true nurses said under their breaths: “when you’re a nurse, you’re a nurse all the way…”  “We are called to help”, thought Keisha, turning left.  The tourist nurses got in it for the money.  They never last more than three years, and then switched to a doctor’s office or a doctor’s bed, which ever was more lucrative for them. 

Skimming the light at Market, Keisha thought about Ryan, “Made it to his fourth year… shocking… only the second damn male nurse on the floor anyway… who’d have thunk.. Damn!”

Between Market and Ridgeway, there was going to be an accident.  If the resident had closed properly, she’d have missed it, but the radio was on and she knew it was 5:09 because the reporter said, “pick up truck and Toyota hit the wall, no police or rescue yet… move into the left”.  Keisha shut off the radio and pulled right. 

She was real nurse and so if there was an accident near by and she could help, she had to stop.  “We are called to help”, she said to no one in particular…

When she pulled into the right lane, she knew it was grizzly; the Toyota was crumpled up into the side of the pick up.   4 Men, apparently from the pickup, were standing by the hood.  Keisha yelled ahead “Everyone okay?”  One of the men was quickly speaking Spanish into a cellphone.   One of the others just pointed at the car.   

“Oh crap”, said Keisha and ran for her bag.  She pulled new gloves out of her pocket as she ran, snapping the left one on just before opening the door.  She was glad she had a full kit.  She’d need it. 

The teenage girl in the car still held the cellphone, tweet unsent, the airbag wedging the glass into her face.  Keisha pulled the door, opened her bag, moved the pill bottles, and grabbed a scalpel.  Popping the air bag, she held her hand in place to steady the teen’s head, just in case. 

She made out the words “Bobby”, “barf”, and “vet” before the turned back to her bag.  She grabbed gauze, Betadine, and a sponge, spilling the bag and the assorted pill bottles she’d carefully kept from the drug rep samples onto the blacktop.  The men were watching closely.  Keisha yelled “Get me a towel!... Damn!  Spanish!  Umm…  Donde Esta .. um el towel!”,  and turned back to the girl.

Miss teen was bleeding a lot and there was a ton of glass to get out.  She heard the sirens in the distance and the truck door close when one of the men came up behind her.

Blotting the teen’s face, Keisha reached back to take the towel from him and never saw the tire iron coming. 


 
 
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