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Looking for a Spiritual Home

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Obama is looking for a church in Washington. If he were Catholic or Eastern Orthodox, it might be a little easier. As it is, every church in town is vying for presidential membership.

But this is not a Jones-move-to-Knoxville type of search. There’s more at stake here: the irony is that what’s at stake is political, not religious.

Mr. Obama’s search for a church home has touched off a frenzied competition among ministers of various colors and creeds who are wooing the first family. The president, in turn, has sent emissaries to observe worship services, interview congregants and scrutinize pastors. (His aides even searched YouTube to vet one local minister.) […]

Apparently, Obama is eager to avoid another Wright, and I suppose he’s wise to do so. No one wants to be explaining the racial comments of his pastor while trying to pass an enormous budget, working to get banks lending, or deciding which CEO to fire next — all the traditional jobs of a president.

There are many things to consider: the racial and economic demographics of the church are among the most important, according to some.

But the president’s spiritual quest has also revived the awkward questions that often simmer in a city where blacks and whites, rich and poor still live in largely separate worlds: Will the nation’s first black president join a predominantly black church or a predominantly white one? Will he pray in a wealthy community or in a neighborhood that is less prosperous?

“He is anxious to bridge those divides,” said Terry Lynch, director of the Downtown Cluster of Congregations here. “But it’s a difficult process. Wherever he goes to church is going to be a public issue.”

Maybe being a non-believer is the best option. It wouldn’t have nearly the political baggage.

Oh, on second thought…

Via Washington Churches Eye a Prize, the Obamas – NYTimes.com.

Foreigners in Poland

There are not many expats living in Poland. It’s not a country that welcomes huddled masses and such. Immigration, comparatively speaking, is virtually nil. Still, there are a few; I even know a handful of them.

When I left, foreigners were all the rage. There was a Polish-speaking German actor who was very popular, playing a character on one of the popular soap operas, M Jak Milosc (“L for Love”). There was also a television talk show with an alternating crew of non-Polish Europeans who lived in Poland. An English fellow and our German friend were standards, and the rest came and went. They sat around, speaking Polish to each other, basically their countries to Poland.

Poles are fascinated, it seems to me, with foreigners. There are so few of them that they’re truly alien. (Couldn’t resist.) When I lived there, most often I heard from Poles I’d just met questions about how I view Poland. Everyone was thrilled to learn what an “outsider” saw.

Here’s an interesting clip — mostly in English — that recently appeared on TV. It deals with, not surprisingly, how foreigners view Poles and Poland.

Via Polandian

Identifying Passages

As part of our recent test on Romeo and Juliet, I included seven passages from the play for identification.

The instructions:

Identify the following passages. Who is the speaker? To whom is he/she speaking? How is this a critical passage in the play?

shakespeareHere are the passages

  1. A plague on both your houses!
  2. I pray thee, good Mercutio, let’s retire:
    The day is hot, the Capulets abroad,
    And, if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl;
    For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.
  3. Compare her face with some that I shall show,
    And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.
  4. ‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
    Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
    What’s Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
    Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
    Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
    What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
    By any other name would smell as sweet;
  5. There is no world without Verona walls,
    But purgatory, torture, hell itself.
  6. What if it be a poison, which the friar
    Subtly hath minister’d to have me dead,
    Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour’d,
    Because he married me before to Romeo?
  7. Death, that hath suck’d the honey of thy breath,
    Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty:
    Thou art not conquer’d; beauty’s ensign yet
    Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,
    And death’s pale flag is not advanced there.

Some are easy; at least one is a little obscure (but covered in class as one of many examples of the Bard’s incessant foreshadowing).

See how many you can get. No Googling!

Start the Presses!

How to keep dollars local in a global community? It’s not quite isolationism, but it’s a legitimate concern in these Made-in-China times. During the debate — such as there was — about Bush’s first stimulus plan, many joked that we were borrowing money from China to buy Chinese products. Now consumers are more interested in keeping the resources local, and communities are helping out:

A small but growing number of cash-strapped communities are printing their own money.

Borrowing from a Depression-era idea, they are aiming to help consumers make ends meet and support struggling local businesses. […]

About a dozen communities have local currencies, says Susan Witt, founder of BerkShares in the Berkshires region of western Massachusetts. She expects more to do it.

Under the BerkShares system, a buyer goes to one of 12 banks and pays $95 for $100 worth of BerkShares, which can be spent in 370 local businesses. Since its start in 2006, the system, the largest of its kind in the country, has circulated $2.3 million worth of BerkShares. In Detroit, three business owners are printing $4,500 worth of Detroit Cheers, which they are handing out to customers to spend in one of 12 shops.
(USATODAY.com)

A few thoughts — mostly questions — about this:

First, this shows how utterly arbitrary cash is. BerkShares or Cheers have value because people agree that they do. Dollars, Yen, and Euros, theoretically, work the same way; more people simply agree that they have value. They were willing to agree because currencies represented something tangible: gold, silver, or whatever. Of course the value of gold only arose — in pre-scientific communities — because people agreed it’s valuable.

This leads to the second question: what backs this money? Indeed, we could ask the same of most world currencies, especially the dollar. Does anything, or is it just a dollar surrogate? Is it just pegged to the dollar? If so, that leads to the final thought.

Third, why do they need to do this? Just to keep the cash in the community? Couldn’t they keep the dollars in the community as well — a well-orchestrated campaign to “Keep the Dollars Here” or some such? Would this be happening if the dollar were actually worth something?

Lastly, what of that 5%? Who covers it? Why are banks willing to sell $100 of BerkShares or Cheers or gls-dollars for $95? (This seems to be hinting at what actually backs these currencies.) Is this debt? Do they get something in return from the business that agree to use these local currencies?

Sto Lat

The Girl was unconsciously showing off her growing linguistic fluency the other day. Singing “Sto Lat,” she pranced around the kitchen, giving us quite a performance.

Sto lat, sto lat, niech zyje zyje nam.
Sto lat, sto lat, niech zyje zyje nam.
Jeszcze raz, jeszcze raz, niech zyje, zyje nam.
Niech zyje nam!

One site gives the following translation:

Good luck, good cheer, may you live a hundred years.
Good luck, good cheer, may you live a hundred years.
Good luck, good cheer, may you live a hundred years.
One hundred years!

Even someone unfamiliar with the language realizes that there is only a repetition of two lines, not three. A more literal translation (i.e., word-for-word equivalent) would be:

One hundred years, one hundred years, may you live, live with us.
One hundred years, one hundred years, may you live, live with us.
Once again, once again, may you live, live with us.
May you live with us.

That “jeszcze raz” is the key. “Once again,” or as L might say, “Try again.”

And so the second time through the song, L mixed things up for us a bit and sang,

Sto lat, sto lat, niech zyje zyje nam.
Try again, try again, niech zyje, zyje nam.

Egg Party

For a few years now, we’ve been having people over one evening as Easter appears to have an Easter egg painting party. We were squeezed for time this year; we weren’t sure whether or not we’d get everything together.

Then friends saved the day by beating us to the punch. The only thing we had to do: bring eggs.

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As might be expected, L greatly enjoyed preparing the egg dye. It was, in fact, the first time we used store-bought dye. K usually boils the eggs with onions skins, turning the eggs a rich reddish-brown.

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This was the first year L was old enough to paint, and she took to it like a natural. She was unfazed when her egg tumbled from the high kitchen counter where everyone was working. Once she had it back in her hands, she continued as if nothing happened.

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It was the first year I didn’t paint an egg, though. Not the first time in my life, for I grew up not celebrating Easter.

When I got back home, I saw a message on a social networking site from a friend who was “spring cleaning/deleavening today!” Someone else who doesn’t celebrate Easter but instead, the Jewish Old Testament festivals.

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Deleavening — cleaning the house to get literally every single crumb from the house, for leaven is a symbol of sin — seems much less enjoyable than what we were doing. I haven’t been involved in deleavening in many, many years now, and I must say: Easter egg painting is a much more rewarding spring tradition.

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And you can’t exactly invite your friends over for an afternoon of deleavening.

Well, you could, but first you’d have to explain what it is. It can be, in its own way, a very spiritual activity:

I always pray for deleavening/unleavening because there are no voids in the universe. There is no “empty.” If something is taken away, it is replaced with something else (e.g., when water is removed from a glass, it is replaced with air).

Deleavening requires God’s help. Just as my house can’t deleaven itself (I have to do it), I can’t deleaven myself (God has to do it). I, though, choose to cooperate or resist and I am responsible for the choices I make. As I’m deleavened, those empty places need to be filled with unleavenedness, and God also has to do to do that (just as I make or buy unleavened bread and bring it into my house each year – I do wish sometimes it would materialize all by itself since my personality doesn’t lend itself to enjoying the precise formulation of baking). Again, I choose to cooperate or resist the unleavening part of the process. (All the Strange Hours)

One cannot wax theological about Easter egg painting.

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Well, an egg is a symbol of life, but beyond that?

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Really, it’s not important. There doesn’t have to be theological meaning behind everything in life. Sometimes, it’s just about the painting.

Eviction Notice

He flew in with a beak filled with building materials, landing on our back deck banister. L saw him first.

“Tata! Look! A bird!”

We’ll have to begin playing “I spy” soon.

The bird sat for a while on the railing, then flew into one of the juniper trees in our backyard. The ones which I’ll drastically cut back at some point this spring, thus disturbing the bird, possibly spoiling a nest (though I’ll do my best not to).

If only I could have reasoned with him: demolition work ahead. Best build elsewhere.

Planting

We planted our potatoes this week. I was worried because we didn’t use “seed” potatoes. K insisted that organic potatoes would do just fine. Of course she’s right: who’s going to argue potatoes with a Pole?

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We’re growing them in large gardening buckets, with little to no soil. We’re using mulch from leaves, compost, and more mulch/leaves on top. Will it work? We’ll find out shortly.

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L insisted on helping. “I do it!” is her motto of late, and we’re certainly encouraging that helpful nature. Earlier this week, she helped make a salad, mixing the ingredients for the sauce ever-so-carefully.

Yet there are some things she’ll be too small to do for quite some time.

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By the time she’s big enough to do this kind of work, she’ll have her own list of chores.

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How will we ever get her to do chores? Choice seems to be promising: like most people, L responds best to requests when given a choice. It’s something that works wonders in the classroom as well.

The Concert

We’ve been wanting to get the Girl singing captured on video. We managed to do that last night, but we weren’t expecting this kind of concert:

Fred Sanford, Where Are You?

South Carolina would probably be in better hands if governor Mark Sanford handed the reins to another Sanford. They both seem to know about as much about education:

The dispute between Gov. Mark Sanford and state lawmakers over the use of $700 million in economic stimulus money from Washington threatens to become a “constitutional standoff” that can only be resolved in the courts, according to a legal analysis released today by state Attorney General Henry McMaster.

The $700 million is a portion of about $3 billion in cash that various entities in South Carolina, including the state government, are expected to receive under President Obama’s $787 billion economic stimulus program.

Sanford has threatened to reject the money unless it can be used to pay down state debt, but legislative leaders prefer to use the funds as Washington intended, mostly to maintain education spending. (Greenville Times)

Paying down the state debt is a great idea — I’d love to pay down our mortgage debt. However, I wouldn’t sacrifice L’s education to accomplish that, which is exactly what Sanford wants to do.

Sanford says this notion is nonsense, that there would be adequate funding under his budget. Perhaps he’s right. But the worrying thing is that he’s not accepting stimulus money earmarked (I hesitate to use that term, but that’s just what it is) for education. Refuse to accept some other portion of the stimulus money.

Flustered Enraged upon hearing this, I wrote a letter to the governor:

It troubles me that, in this era of waning American international influence, you would consider such drastic cuts in education as would occur if you continue to refuse to use the stimulus money intended for education funding. Our classrooms our crowded; our educational infrastructure is woefully inadequate; our teachers are under-paid — yet you want to force school systems to cut even deeper: up to 480 positions in Greenville County.

The rest of the Western world has surpassed America in the quality of its education: “average” eleventh-grade students study mathematics topics in America that are taught in the fifth grade in Poland, for instance. A six year lag. (How do I know this? I’ve been a substitute teacher in an American mathematics classroom and I lived in Poland for seven years — it’s first-hand knowledge.)

What you’re proposing would only increase that difference.

Please reconsider. The state unemployment rate is significant enough without adding teachers to the fold, and more importantly, our kids can’t afford it.

It seems that South Carolinians are not the only ones concerned, though.

A White House official said Wednesday that only Gov. Mark Sanford can apply for nearly $700 million available in federal stimulus funds, but U.S. Education Secretary Arne Duncan said that even if Sanford turns down the money he still plans to seek funding for the state because of the poor condition of South Carolina education.

“To stand on the sideline and say that the status quo is OK there and that the children are well served, it simply defies logic and is not reality,” Duncan told reporters.

Asked if he was developing a plan to send the money to the state in the event Sanford didn’t ask for it, Duncan replied he was, then rattled off several facts about education in the state that bothered him.

Duncan said that only 15 percent of African-American children in the state are proficient at math and 12 percent at reading. He said the state has the nation’s fourth worst graduate rate for freshman.

“Those are heartbreaking results,” he said. “Those are children that if we don’t do something dramatically different for them will never have a chance to compete in today’s economy.” (Greenville Times)

A Greenville Times editorial summed it up succinctly:

Most Republicans in Congress opposed the excessive stimulus bill that greatly expands the reach of the federal government. So did this newspaper in several editorials. But the bill was passed, the fiscally conservative argument did not prevail, and every penny of those hundreds of billions of borrowed money will be spent.

So, as U.S. Sen. Lindsey Graham was quoted as saying, the “question is do we use it or lose it?” (Greenville Times)

This leaves us wondering why Sanford is so staunch in his refusal. His name was bantered about as a potential running mate for McCain in 2008; there have been rumors of a planned presidential campaign in 2012. Could this be political posturing? Could this be Sanford’s no-thank-you-to-a-bridge-to-nowhere?