Engineered Congestion

Dear TCA Administrator,

I've just returned from spending 1hr waiting to exit the Southbound 73 at Bonita Canyon. Due to the construction work, the Macarthur and Buffalo exits that I normally use were closed. There was no signage indicating that these exists were closed. I, along with several hundred other drivers, backed up to the nearest exit slowly crawled along so that we would have the privilege of depositing 75 cents into the toll collection bin. Hopefully this toll money can be used to purchase proper signage to warn drivers that the exits they use everyday will be out of service. This problem has also occurred on the 5-N on ramp from 133-E.

I understand this road has to finance itself through toll collection, but situations like this - where it appears you have deceived drivers into having to pay a toll - do not bode well for the public perception of your organization.

The grass is always greener...

On my way back home from the Simpsons movie, I drove next to the golf course near my house. The site of the golf course used to be a landfill. After years of subterranean methane extraction the area was deemed safe (underground methane pockets from decaying trash are prone to explode) for the construction of the golf course and surrounding condominiums and apartments. This evening, the grass was being watered. Unfortunately, the sprinkler had pointed itself at the road and sprayed continuously away from the grass and onto the lane upon which I traveled. This no doubt bathed my car in a soft cloud of tiny water droplets which right now are probably collecting the pollen and dust in the air; ready to dry up, leave their stowaways behind and thus completely eliminate any sign that I did in fact wash my car this weekend.

But I digress (actually this whole blog is a sort of digression). When I was 9 I learned that plants need water, soil and sunlight to grow and survive. I have taken these lessons to heart and have become the steward of a bamboo shoot that lives in a vase on top of my guitar amplifier. After about 2 years, the bamboo seemed to be lagging (read: dying). I thought it would be a good idea to "mix it up" by placing the core of a pear in the vase for the afternoon - perhaps the pear would offer special "plant regenerative enzymes" that would stimulate growth and fight the build up of unsightly brown areas on the leaves.

Actually it appears the pear has totally destroyed the vase ecosystem as the plant now reeks of decay. Furthermore, the stem has become yellow and brittle and it appears eminent that my bamboo will die. Very sad.

So as I passed the golf course that was supposed to be receiving its water, I thought to myself "whose running the show here?" Its night. How can a plant use water without the sun? How can it do the photosynthesis? It will be dry and thirsty (and probably dusty and dirty like my car) when the first rays of sunshine reach the those manicured blades. On top of that, the grass is growing on top of a 3 square mile trash dump. I already know what one discarded pear can do, but a whole landfill? That cant be good. Nor can the water treatment facility and settling ponds located across the street from this.

Give a hoot don't pollute.

Walden Pond Theater

Movie theaters ostensibly show movies to a paying audience. They also play stage to a more subtle dynamic that lies behind the films shown on the screen.

There's a seen in the new Simpsons movie where in a moment of collective panic about the expected Armageddon, Reverend Lovejoy's flock runs out of the church to the tavern, passing Moe the Bartender's regulars who leave the tavern headed in the opposite direction. The brief scene is a clever quip about the nuanced ironies of morality and immorality; the beliefs and expectations of each placed against the actual exercise of such behavior.

Before the movie, the Will Rogers Institute, a foundation that raises money to pay for medical research and student fellowships, runs an advertisement asking moviegoers to contribute to their charitable work by purchasing a "combo pack" from the theater snack bar.

The fare at most theaters consists of hot dogs, nachos, sodas, slurpees (alas no Squishee) popcorn and all types of other foods made of refined sugars, or replete with preservatives that protect the food until it is microwaved into readiness for consumption. So, by buying a combo pack, which would provide the consumer a sample of much of these kinds of foods, the Will Rogers Institute acquires money to help pay for the training of new doctors. A worthy cause. Even more impressive is that through consumption of the food and the combination of sitting idly in a theater for 2 hours, the charity donor is placing their health in a position that may require future medical treatment for chronic disorders (diabetes, heart disease, tooth decay).

Such is this complex symbiotic relationship. The number of doctors increases as the number of potential patients also increases. Seems like a natural thing. But you dont have to take my word for it....

"You only need sit still long enough in some attractive spot in the woods that all its inhabitants may exhibit themselves to you by turns."

-Thoreau, Walden

Communitarians and Libertarians or "It's all a collective action problem, man"

This one is going to be tough.

I think these people have more in common than they would like to believe

Communitarians see the world's problems as rooted lack of human cooperation, sharing, and social equity. Philosophical and political extensions of this attitude tend to manifest themselves in laws and initiatives that promote increased contact among diverse individuals, an aim for a distribution of wealth according to need in order to overcome inequalities, a recognition and embrace of the social construction of problems and solutions and finally the importance of cultural sensitivities, especially to marginalized groups.

Libertarians see the world as a place best inhabited with out inhibitions to individual liberties. This attitude is typically manifested in an appreciation of capitalism and markets to efficiently allocate resources, wealth and services. Communitarian institutions and attitudes are seen as an opposing force to the expansion and exercise of individual liberties - chiefly the right to create and use property. Taxation and public institutions are anathema as they exist through the excision of property for collective benefits and services; hence restricting individual freedom. Such services, libertarians would argue, would be most ably provided by private firms in a loosely regulated market setting.

However, both promote an extremely idealistic portrait of humanity. Taken to either extreme, both simplify the problems in the world and overstate the ability of either utopian discourse to establish the ideal world each system of thought implies. Implicit in libertarian assumptions is the idea that all individuals will effectively exercise their liberties in a creative, dynamic and entrepreneurial fashion. In emphasizing the capabilities of individuals, we must minimize the implications of the actions of multiple individuals. It must be then assumed that everyone will behave the same (self-interested, yet socially altruistic) and that the interests of each individual will somehow be accommodated by all other individuals. If not, how can libertarians otherwise assume that in their ideal world a government is not necessary? Crime and threats to public property/safety would have to be virtually non-existent. Therefore, there is an implied social harmony and order apparent in the first steps of constructing a hypothetical libertarian world view.

This precondition is same idea as the 'ends' toward which a communitarian worldview is aimed.

As libertarians already implicitly assume some level of cooperation and communitarians seek to establish this level of social harmony/equity, I'm led to believe that we can never become free market libertarians until the goals of communitarians are approached - equal protection under the law, equitable distribution of resources and income and an accessible system of public education and health care.

cornography

Mexicans invented corn. There are hundreds of varieties, sizes, colors and kernal mixes. Corn has been so thoroughly engineered by human hands that it cannot reproduce itself without intervention by people. It would otherwise die if left to grow on its own. Indigenous groups ate corn so often, they believed themselves to be made of it.

The best corn tortillas I ever had were grown in the remote mountains of Oaxaca, ground by hand and cooked over a wooden stove.

Indigenous religious and naturalistic cultivation systems that steadily guided the cultivation of corn over thousands of years in the Americas have given way to mechanized farming and agribusiness. The number of Mexicans who can make a living growing and selling corn has steadily declined. Corn is so plentiful it is mostly used as feed for animals. The amount of popcorn contained in a movie theater bag/box is worth less than the paper container.

The United States government also pays more than 9 billion dollars a year in subsidies to US farmers that grow corn so they can more effectively manage the supply of corn, but still compensate the farmer who makes on average $80,000 a year, partially not to do anything.

Thanks to NAFTA, Mexicans now pay the United States for much of their corn. 6 million metric tons in 2002.

Let Mexicans grown their own corn.

beep beep yeah!

In the US, car horns are the best way to incite instant attention and confusion to all who are in earshot. Where I live, there's a car that comes around very late at night and lays on the horn for about a minute or so. Usually when this happens I am asleep. Quickly my slumber dissipates into acute confusion and then focused anger, but by the time I get to my window and prepare to yell out of it (ala undergrad dorm days) the car has become silent, the passenger it had requested has arrived or the drug deal its proud tenor had called for has been made.

I dont use my car horn. I think its sound is meek and ineffective, like a teenager with its voice changing. It presents no authority, no "hey you can't drive so listen to this horn sound and be afraid" attitude. If I were to honk at a car in anger, I would think that the offending car would be able to out-honk me with a quick retort. I would only be able to respond to this with the same milquetoast sound: "beep." Nothing that would be able to convey my astonishment at their crass response or to reinforce my original announcement of their driving inabilities.

In other countries, honks are omnipresent. Cars talk to each other. "It's ok, there's room here, you can change lanes." "Hey, I'm right behind you, watch out." "Hello pretty lady!" "Thanks for letting me get over here."

Words that need to be revived

Seeing the movie Transformers reminded me that back in the mid-'80s words with positive meanings like "rad," "bitchin'" and "fresh" were staple terms as the fellows and I used to bust up the plastic on our autobots and decepticons. Then about 1988 someone in the playground decided that "rad" was really actually "R.A.D. - Radioactive D&%k." That pretty much tarnished that word's reputation for good. Whereever that clever acronym came from I have no idea. The use of "Bitchin'" was always tenuous. Female peers would go tell on you and if an adult heard the word, they always thought you were saying the non-gerund form (which would then have no proper context for whatever you were describing; e.g. "those are some BITCH micro machines, dude") Once you were put in time out for cussing out something you were actually trying to praise, the yard duty, ours was a sour middle-aged chain smoking woman who always wore a "Hell Freezes Over" (early '90s Eagles reunion tour) t-shirt, would then wag her finger at you and admonish you for being too "fresh." They took our All-Spark.

First Post

This is my blog. I don't read blogs, except for this one. I will carefully consider (with a pessimistic edge) whatever crosses my mind. That leaves things wide open, as few things linger with me and much passes through my sleep deprived noggin.