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NOVEMBER
28, 2016 THE
H WORD
Quoted
without comment on this first day of deer season:
Those
who enjoy the emotion of hating
are
much like the groups who sate their thirst for blood
by
hunting
and
hounding to death helpless animals
as
an outlet for their emotions.
Clarence
Darrow, 1932 |
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NOVEMBER
27, 2016 IS
THAT 23 OR 38?
Televising
the WPIAL football playoffs recently on ROOT Sports, we covered
Aliquippa High School twice.
Two
different pressbox crews had trouble identifying the Quip
players. The small numbers on their jerseys are almost
impossible to read when the fabric bunches up.
Another
difficulty arises from the fact that the Quips use the traditional
blocky Collegiate font (below).

Most
digits have similar shapes. Also, when the outline color is
similar to the character color, the image becomes muddy. The
digit 9 almost closes up into an 8. |
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What
would be a better font choice? Id recommend something
clean and simple like Aharoni (left). The lines that form the
digits dont have any unnecessary hooks on their ends, so 6 and
8 and 9 are easy to recognize at a glance.
If
that looks insufficiently macho to you, you could ignore legibility
and proclaim your teams strength with a bold and rectilinear
font like Radio Stars. As a person who is required to read
these numbers, I do not recommend this option. |
NOVEMBER
25, 2016 THE
RICH NEW RULER
No,
Mr. Trump, we will not all just get along, wrote Charles M.
Blow in an op-ed column
in Wednesdays New York Times. You slammed Clinton
about conflicts of interest while she was secretary of state, and now
your possible conflicts of interest are popping up like mushrooms in
a marsh. ...You are an aberration and abomination who is
willing to do and say anything no matter whom it aligns you
with and whom it hurts to satisfy your ambitions.
I dont believe you care much at all about this country or your
party or the American people. I believe that the only thing you
care about is self-aggrandizement and self-enrichment. Your
strongest allegiance is to your own cupidity.
A
certain ruler asked Jesus, saying, Good Master, what good thing
shall I do, that I may be a great President?
And
he said unto him, Why callest thou me good? There is none good
but one, that is, God. But if thou wilt enter into the White
House, keep the commandments.
He
saith unto him, Which? Jesus sighed and said, Honour thy
father and mother, Do not commit adultery, Do not kill, Do not steal,
Do not tell falsehoods, Defraud not.
And
he said, All these have I kept from my youth up.
Now
when Jesus heard these things, he said unto him, Yet lackest thou
one thing: Sell all that thou hast. No man can serve two
masters. Thou canst not serve God and money. If thou profess
to serve the people yet at the selfsame time retain
thy businesses under the control of thyself
and thy sons and daughters,
the people will raise a great complaint, saying, Thou art misusing
thy high office and our taxes so as to enrich thy businesses and
thyself. Verily, that way leadeth to very many lawsuits, and
contending with judges will prevent thee from doing any thing.
And
he was sad at that saying, and went away sorrowful: for he had great
possessions. And he pondered whether it was better to divest
himself of his riches, or of his Presidency.
NOVEMBER
23, 2016 OH,
THE HUMANITY!
Here
are two tales of long-ago mayhem from the archives of the newspaper
in my old hometown, the Richwood Gazette.
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January
2, 1891:
Last
Saturday, it was quite stormy and we almost had a blizzard.
Sleigh bells jingled everywhere, and the little folks had the
grandest time hitching their little sleds to or jumping on the
runners of the sleighs and riding through the flying snow.
Many
a child had suffered a broken
leg or arm,
but whoever saw a girl or boy who is not willing to take the risk? |
December
30, 1915:
Last
Saturday afternoon, the merchants of Ostrander held their second
annual turkey scramble, which was attended by several thousand
people. Twenty-eight turkeys and a dozen guineas were liberated
from a roped area and the chase was very exciting.
The
method of releasing the turkeys was a notable improvement over the
previous years scramble.
Last
year, the fowls were thrown from the schoolhouse belfry. Many
of them were torn
to pieces
in the scramble. |
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NOVEMBER
20, 2016 MOST
INTERESTING, MAN
I
neither drink beer nor speak Spanish, so when I first encountered
the product name Dos Equis I wondered what it meant.
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In
high school I did study Latin. In that language, duo equi
would mean two horses. That must be the
translation of the similar Spanish phrase, I surmised.
However,
I was wrong. It turns out that two horses in
Spanish would be dos caballos.
The
Mexican beer Dos Equis was introduced at the dawn of the
twentieth (XX) century. Thus its name, which means merely
Two Xs. |
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And
thats our language lesson for today prompted, of
course, by the fact that the musical guest on Saturday Night Live
last night was called The XX.
NOVEMBER
16, 2016 NOW
DIAMONDS ARE FOREVER
Today
would have been my parents 76th wedding anniversary. My
guess is that my future father never slipped an engagement ring onto
my future mothers finger before they ran off to Kentucky to get married.
The
simple ring required to solemnize that ceremony was purchased
at a jewelry store only two blocks from the church. I told the
story in this months 100 Moons article. |
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As
the years passed, my mother expressed a desire for a proper
diamond. You may wonder why she hadnt received one for
her 1940 marriage. It would have been unusual if she had!
Ken Jennings explained as "The
Debunker" for woot.com last month.
Today,
everyone knows that if you like it, you should put a ring on
it. Diamonds, after all, are an age-old symbol of permanence
and strength. What could be a better symbol for the start of a marriage?
You'll
probably be surprised to hear that the idea of a diamond engagement
ring isn't a storied tradition at all. In fact, it's a mid-20th
century invention, the result of the most successful ad campaign in
history. Over 80 percent of today's engagement rings contain
diamonds, but around World War II, only about 10 percent did.
The
Great Depression had been pretty tough on De Beers, the global
cartel that had a virtual monopoly on the world's diamonds. To
pump up sales, De Beers's New York ad agency began sending lecturers
to high schools, singing the praises of the diamond engagement ring
as a must-have for young brides. The "one-month
salary" rule of thumb (since doubled to two months) was invented
arbitrarily. A copywriter dreamed up the slogan "A Diamond
Is Forever," to make sure that diamonds were never resold, that
engaged couples would always buy a new diamond from De Beers rather
than buy one used or recycle a family heirloom. The campaign
worked like gangbusters worldwide.
Why
did De Beers need to pump up demand for a commodity as rare as
diamonds? It turns out that diamonds aren't all that rare. In
fact, they're believed to be the most common gemstone both on
the international market and in the Earth's crust. Partially as
a result, they're not the most valuable stone either at most
sizes, rubies, emeralds, and sapphires are more expensive. If
diamonds have any mystique at all, it was created pretty much from
the whole cloth by clever copywriters.
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The
efforts of the ad men eventually succeeded with my parents. As
I mentioned in this article, they
gave each other rings for Christmas 1973. |
NOVEMBER
11, 2016 PEACEABLE
SOLDIERS
One
day my father was looking at mementoes, including this accessory
gearshift knob. It must have been assembled about 1940, the
year he was married. He turned it over and showed me the photo
under the glass. Thats your mother, he
said. But he didnt elaborate further.
Its
unlikely, but I like to imagine that after he was drafted during
World War II, he might have taken this knob to India to remind him of
home. Maybe he installed it on whichever Army jeep he was
driving that day. |

Below:
scale model by Welly |
As
Ive mentioned before, because
of his background in accounting he was assigned to the 290th Finance
Disbursing Section of the China-Burma-India Theatre of
Operations. I picked up mail, money and special orders
from headquarters for that area, he said. About one
million dollars in rupees went through the office each month.
MPs rode the jeep to and from the bank at Debrugarh. I
was the driver. |
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The
nearest combat was more than 150 miles to the south, where British
and Gurkha and Indian troops defeated the Japanese at Kohima and
Imphal in July 1944.
Yes,
my father was a veteran of the Second World War, but he didnt
see any action. Neither did a veteran of the First World War,
my grandmothers brother Luther.
Uncle Sam drafted Luther, taught him to be a butcher, and shipped
him to France a couple of months before hostilities ended.
I had a gun awhile brought it with me from the
States, he wrote. But I got tired carrying it
around, so I turned it back in.
They
also serve who only pick up the payroll or cut the meat.
NOVEMBER
10, 2016 COME
TOGETHER
Suddenly,
television commercials have become much kinder. Let us give thanks.
On
the day before the election between 6:15 and 6:30 pm, two commercial
breaks on a local station were cluttered with 23 spots. I kept
track. In addition to five sponsors' ads, there were three
promos for upcoming shows on the station. There was one
positive political ad: John Rafferty promising what he'd do if
elected Pennsylvania Attorney General.
And
then there were 14 negative political ads. Of these,
one attacked Rafferty's opponent, four attacked Hillary Clinton, two
attacked Donald Trump, five attacked Sen. Pat Toomey (including three
such spots in a row at one point), and two attacked his
challenger. All were hateful. All were filled with
accusations of lying and other moral failings while asserting their
own half-truths.
On
the day after the election, there was a wonderful silence. Not
only were all the political ads gone, but commercial sponsors
began giving us uplifting inspiration. These ads don't sell the
sponsors' products directly; instead, they promote love for other
Americans! For people who may be different from ourselves!
In
a commercial for Johnnie Walker, a Latino voice recites:
As
I went walking
I
saw a sign,
And
on the sign it said
"No
Trespassing!"
But on the other side
It said nothing.
That side was made for you.
And me.
I've
roamed and rambled,
And
I've followed my footsteps
To
the sparkling sands
Over
diamond deserts.
And
all around me
A
voice was sounding:
"This
land was made for you."
(And
me.)
This land is your land;
Esta tierra es mía.
This land was made for you
And me.
The
speaker, Rommel Molina, was of course quoting Woody Guthrie's 1940
folk anthem, which ends with this stanza:
Nobody
living
Can
ever stop me
As
I go walking
That
freedom highway.
Nobody
living
Can
ever make me turn back!
This
land was made for you and me.
Another
commercial, originally aired by the University of Phoenix during the
Rio Olympics, features a poem from Maya Angelou spoken by black
lesbian Gail Marquis, a 1976 Olympian in basketball.
You
may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies.
You
may trod me in the very dirt.
But still, like dust, I rise.
You
can shoot me with your words.
You can cut me with your lies.
You
can kill me with your hatefulness.
But still, like air, we rise!
NOVEMBER
8, 2016 MY
CLAIM TO SENIORITY
Each
week I listen to an amusing podcast that originates from Portland,
Oregon, hosted by Jeff Bayer (on the left below) and Eric D. Snider.
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They
employ their last initials to call their show Movie
B.S., because its based on reviews of newly released films.
But
unlike some movie podcast hosts, these guys arent clueless
fanboys. Not long ago, they celebrated their 40th
birthdays. And last weekend, they celebrated me! |
Heres
a slightly condensed moment from episode number 334, which was
posted on November 4. Like all who speak into the void,
Bayer and Snider wonder whos on the other end receiving their
words. Eric said:
Hey,
we have an update for you! We have an urgent update on our
oldest listener. This just in.
Last
week, since nobody yet had claimed to be our oldest listener, Jeff
suggested that just anyone could say it. So we did have someone
whos 40 who claimed it, and for a minute he was our oldest listener.
But
then we heard from a couple of 60-year-olds. I thought 60 was
it. I thought the two 60-year-olds were going to be in a tie.
Then
we heard from Tom. Tom says, I'm one of those folks who
figure they can't possibly be your oldest listener. But maybe I
am. Using the precision Jeff employs for describing his boys'
ages, I am 69.7 years old. So Tom, as far as we know, you
are our oldest listener!
He
found me on the Internet years
ago and then started listening to the show too. He says, I
don't often actually attend a movie, but I like to keep up with pop
culture, and I especially like hearing your intelligent and
lighthearted conversations each week. Thanks, Tom!
Sorry for all the mean jokes we made about old people.
Jeff
added, Well, not him. Once you get to know an old person
you realize theyre not all like that. So, no, Toms
different than all the others. From most of the other olds.
NOVEMBER
6, 2016 DRAWING
THE LINES
My
father was one of the first members of the Greatest Generation, born
approximately between 1909 and 1925. I myself am among the
oldest of the Baby Boomers, born 1946-1964. But the fuzzy
definitions of these groups have been unclear to me, so I looked them up.
Heres
how one source defines the breakpoints. The numbers on the
left indicate the current age of someone born at the midpoint of
their generation.
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126
years ago (1890) |
116 (born 1900) |
Lost Generation |
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107
years ago (1909) |
99 (born 1917) |
Greatest Generation |
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91 years ago (1925) |
81 (born 1935) |
Silent Generation |
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70 years ago (1946) |
61 (born 1955) |
Baby Boomers |
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52 years ago (1964) |
44 (born 1972) |
Generation X |
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35 years ago (1981) |
26 (born 1990) |
Millennials
(Gen Y) |
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18 years ago (1998) |
10 (born 2006) |
Generation Z |
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Present day (2016) |
The
oldest Gen Xer is now about 52. The oldest Millennial is
around 35. And the first members of Generation Z are now voting.
(Speaking
of voting, I agree with Stephen Colbert when he calls it my
favorite right to exercise besides my right to not exercise.)
NOVEMBER
3, 2016 PARABLE
Tuesday
at the laundry: A guy stuffs a bulky comforter into a washing
machine. How much detergent to add? The sign says no more
than half a cup, but that cant be enough. He pours in a
whole cup, and then some.
When
he leaves with his comforter, theres a huge mess on the
floor. The woman who manages the place arrives.
People
dont read the signs, notes one customer. And
they wont listen, adds the manager as she sweeps the suds
out the door onto the sidewalk. I explain thats too
much soap, and they get mad. Dont tell me how to do
my wash! But if my husband tells them, theyll
listen to him.
So
you wont trust a woman to lead you. She's probably
lying. But a man youll believe everything he says,
true or not.
After
all, strong women are demons, according to the hostile
sexism of some fearful and frenzied folks.
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