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Thursday, March 17, 2011
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
It's St. Patrick's Day! Hope you put on some green. These guys did.
Happy Birthday to my Brother
March 17 is my brother's birthday. Some of you know Jason (aka: Steanso), many of you do not. It is no secret to many of the people of Austin that the Bros. Steans come largely as a package deal. You get one, you get the other. And we're just different enough to be completely annoying to each other and everyone who has to listen to us.
These days Jason is an attorney for Travis County where he works with two special courts that I know of, a court for folks with mental health issues and a new court for veterans. We're all very proud. We just wish he'd clean his garage.
Of late, Jason has teamed up with AmyD, who is a crowd favorite at our house (we suspect that she will eventually even get him to clean the garage).
Every year he shares his birthday with two things - St. Patrick's Day and SXSW. So, basically, the man's birthday just gets totally co-opted each and every year.
Attorney, musician, dog-owner, and unlikely king of ballet - Happy Birthday, my man.
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Of late, Jason has teamed up with AmyD, who is a crowd favorite at our house (we suspect that she will eventually even get him to clean the garage).
Every year he shares his birthday with two things - St. Patrick's Day and SXSW. So, basically, the man's birthday just gets totally co-opted each and every year.
Attorney, musician, dog-owner, and unlikely king of ballet - Happy Birthday, my man.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
In which I recommend Schools Let Bigger Kids Beat Up Smaller Kids
A video meme is making the rounds in which a fairly big kid is seemingly just standing there and a smaller kid bounces up to him and within a few seconds goes from annoying twerp to slapping the bigger kid, taunting him while their peers look on. From the look of the video, it seems the twerpy kid got his friend to record him as he decided to demonstrate his alpha maleness over a target he must have believed would not fight back. The big kid is heavy-set with red hair, a sort of blank expression...
You can see the video here, although the video has become controversial and keeps getting pulled down. (So, I apologize in advance for the racy ads on this site, but I was tired of looking for the video). You can read commentary all over the internet.
The video, which lasts only a few seconds, takes an odd turn when the big kid moves in, picks up the smaller kid, and then slams him into the concrete. The big kid then wanders out of frame while the smaller kid gets up and hobbles, seemingly shaken (if not injured), toward the camera.
If I don't sound particularly sympathetic to the smaller kid, its because from 5th-8th grade, I was the big kid on infrequent occasions. And I was witness to many more incidents with other kids who were just trying to avoid trouble, and I can't tell you how many incidents almost exactly like the one in the video played out in hallways and locker rooms when adult supervision wasn't around.
Being a big kid (6'2" by 8th grade) who people think won't hit back leaves you in a weird spot. Those little kids are counting on the fact that if you DO decide to hit back it will be seen by your peers and adults alike that you took a swing because "you can't take it" - and that's a character flaw. And even if that kid is hitting, its going to be seen as being somehow unfair to that smaller kid when you do smack him back. There's this odd balance of "oh, well, the little kid couldn't actually hurt him" that comes into play, and it becomes this unreal set of rules that an alarming number of adults seem more than willing to play along with that if you're big, its your responsibility to just take it.
For example, if you're wondering what happened in the aftermath?: the big kid got suspended, and may possibly have legal action taken against him. There's no reported recourse against the smaller kid.
I am certain that in today's atmosphere of litigation and child psychologists the "appropriate" response is to run off to tell a teacher or an adult whenever you're unhappy. But kids aren't stupid. They know that getting an adult involved has an effect 100x worse than just standing there and taking it. That little twerp is just going to be back at school the next day making sure everybody knows the big kid ran to tell the teacher because he was too much of a wimp to defend himself. Yes, he has terrible parents.
Its unorthodox, and its hard to draw the line, but its hard not to believe that two important lessons couldn't have been drawn from by these two kids had the video never made its way online and this thing had just ended in that breezeway.
1) The Twerpy kid would have learned exactly what line he crossed and thought twice before shooting his own mouth off
2) The Big kid would have learned that you can actually stand up for yourself in ugly situations, and that may be one of the most important things you can learn in this life
By punishing that kid for, frankly, not taking it, what does that boy learn? He learns that (1) he is forbidden from solving his own problems and needs to just deal with the ensuing humiliation, and that (2) he should be paralyzed with fear when challenged - lest he make a move and the consequences become infinitely worse than getting punched in the face.
Now, of course, you can't advocate student-on-student violence, so don't hang that on me. But what you can say is that there's video evidence, and anyone who was ever in middle school should be able to understand what they're looking at.
Here's the thing: I can tell you exactly what happened after the big kid walks out of frame. He cried like a baby.
If you don't want to get into a fight, and you get drawn in, winning isn't any better than losing. You have to already know that the minute you take a swing, you're going to be asked to pay for something that you did not start, but which, as they say... you did finish. Its bewildering, you've just broken promises to your parents, of codes of conduct for good kids, and seen your attempts to lay low resulted only in extending the inevitable.
The monkeysphere for most people is terribly small, and in middle school it usually consists exclusively of your immediate circle of friends and that one girl in your math class you can't figure out how to talk to. Likely because I was such an enormous freak of a kid, I never felt like I needed to prove to anyone that I could intimidate somebody, and likely due more to nurture than nature (I had been told since toddler-hood that I could hurt other children my own age were I not careful) I spent more time making sure that swinging an arm to tell a story, or even falling over due to tripping over my own feet, would not mean injury to someone else nearby.*
Fights in middle school have consequences, and those kids who decided to bait me and looked for a fight didn't really get how much more trouble it would be for me at home if I got sent to the office for fighting. ie - Kid, you may be annoying, but you have nothing on the creative punishment combos of interminable lecturing, grounding, and removing of comics that will last for weeks or months if I wind up in the office.
But, yeah, every once in a while a kid, and often a kid you knew pretty well and had been friendly with right up til that moment, would make this bizarro decision to earn his bones by taking on a much bigger kid. Upon occasion, that could could sometimes be me.**
I don't recall ever actually getting any of my classmates clear over my head, but I do remember holding one kid by the top of his head while his short little arms smacked me around the shoulder, and folding another kid in half against a bench in the locker room. Usually, it just wound up with me pinning the other kid by the throat, which almost never got them to back down. But, no matter what, it was always awful because it was so confusing.
But I did learn - when there isn't a coach or teacher around:
This all sort of ended before 9th grade, so I was a little surprised to read these kids were 16, an age by which most kids would have had enough trial and error. By 16, I'd also moved, quit wearing Spock T-shirts (because... girls) and people generally didn't know me at my school. By my last two years of school when they did know me, I guess that stuff was all pretty much in the past.
So am I endorsing letting kids just duke it out? I don't know. But I also think "zero tolerance" policies are the shelter of cowardly and lazy administrators unwilling to make hard decisions and responsibility. And as much as I also detest bullying, I'm not sure that the school administrators who decided to punish the bullied kid here aren't also bullying in their own way.
*I attempted physical bullying once, and it went poorly. I was trying some BS Robert DeNiro stuff and slapped a kid lightly on the cheek, which sent his glasses sailing, and I remember watching in horror as his glasses shattered to bits. I remember looking at the kid absolutely horrified and making it worse yelling: "Jesus Christ! You had GLASS in your glasses?" My head was full of images of, had my finger caught the glasses going the wrong way, the poor kid with his eyes full of tiny glass shards .
Looking back, I can't believe what a goody-two-shoes I was. I remember sitting down with the kid (who was just sobbing like crazy) and getting his home phone number so I could figure out how I was going to pay this kid back for his new glasses I figured I'd have to buy. Well, apparently he was due for new glasses anyway or something and it all worked out. And I still remember saying, before hanging up the phone, "Man, for god's sake, get plastic lenses. You're going to lose an eye."
**it was also sometimes one of my pals, in which case I often just stepped between them and held the kids apart with firm reminders about detention
You can see the video here, although the video has become controversial and keeps getting pulled down. (So, I apologize in advance for the racy ads on this site, but I was tired of looking for the video). You can read commentary all over the internet.
The video, which lasts only a few seconds, takes an odd turn when the big kid moves in, picks up the smaller kid, and then slams him into the concrete. The big kid then wanders out of frame while the smaller kid gets up and hobbles, seemingly shaken (if not injured), toward the camera.
If I don't sound particularly sympathetic to the smaller kid, its because from 5th-8th grade, I was the big kid on infrequent occasions. And I was witness to many more incidents with other kids who were just trying to avoid trouble, and I can't tell you how many incidents almost exactly like the one in the video played out in hallways and locker rooms when adult supervision wasn't around.
Being a big kid (6'2" by 8th grade) who people think won't hit back leaves you in a weird spot. Those little kids are counting on the fact that if you DO decide to hit back it will be seen by your peers and adults alike that you took a swing because "you can't take it" - and that's a character flaw. And even if that kid is hitting, its going to be seen as being somehow unfair to that smaller kid when you do smack him back. There's this odd balance of "oh, well, the little kid couldn't actually hurt him" that comes into play, and it becomes this unreal set of rules that an alarming number of adults seem more than willing to play along with that if you're big, its your responsibility to just take it.
For example, if you're wondering what happened in the aftermath?: the big kid got suspended, and may possibly have legal action taken against him. There's no reported recourse against the smaller kid.
I am certain that in today's atmosphere of litigation and child psychologists the "appropriate" response is to run off to tell a teacher or an adult whenever you're unhappy. But kids aren't stupid. They know that getting an adult involved has an effect 100x worse than just standing there and taking it. That little twerp is just going to be back at school the next day making sure everybody knows the big kid ran to tell the teacher because he was too much of a wimp to defend himself. Yes, he has terrible parents.
Its unorthodox, and its hard to draw the line, but its hard not to believe that two important lessons couldn't have been drawn from by these two kids had the video never made its way online and this thing had just ended in that breezeway.
1) The Twerpy kid would have learned exactly what line he crossed and thought twice before shooting his own mouth off
2) The Big kid would have learned that you can actually stand up for yourself in ugly situations, and that may be one of the most important things you can learn in this life
By punishing that kid for, frankly, not taking it, what does that boy learn? He learns that (1) he is forbidden from solving his own problems and needs to just deal with the ensuing humiliation, and that (2) he should be paralyzed with fear when challenged - lest he make a move and the consequences become infinitely worse than getting punched in the face.
Now, of course, you can't advocate student-on-student violence, so don't hang that on me. But what you can say is that there's video evidence, and anyone who was ever in middle school should be able to understand what they're looking at.
Here's the thing: I can tell you exactly what happened after the big kid walks out of frame. He cried like a baby.
I got in my first fight when I was about 12, and it was terribly odd. I was sitting on an electric box in front of my house and a kid I knew, one grade beneath me and with whom I'd eaten graham crackers and played soccer, showed up with an older kid at my house. The older kid must have been watching movies because they quite literally informed us they wanted to "rumble". We had just been sitting there, and not talked to those kids in a couple days. After we'd had a good laugh at the word "rumble" (which, I assure you, did not help), the older kid goaded my buddy into starting things off by going after me.
The rest was just a blur of two chubby kids in glasses slap-fighting. I distinctly remember the fact that my buddy ran away and I was told I'd won, but I just went into the front door of my house and cried. It was - as I figured out from watching A Christmas Story, wherein Ralphie finally loses it and beats up the bullying Scoot Farkis he had yellow eyes!) - a pretty common reaction to kids fighting, once the adrenaline wears off.
I hit middle school shortly thereafter, and sure, I was big, but it wasn't like I was out telling other kids "I'm the fastest gun in the west, and ain't nobody going to knock me off this hill". I was a goofy 12 year old who liked X-Men comics, Mr. Spock, Batman and robot novels. I played the tuba, for God's sake.
If you don't want to get into a fight, and you get drawn in, winning isn't any better than losing. You have to already know that the minute you take a swing, you're going to be asked to pay for something that you did not start, but which, as they say... you did finish. Its bewildering, you've just broken promises to your parents, of codes of conduct for good kids, and seen your attempts to lay low resulted only in extending the inevitable.
The monkeysphere for most people is terribly small, and in middle school it usually consists exclusively of your immediate circle of friends and that one girl in your math class you can't figure out how to talk to. Likely because I was such an enormous freak of a kid, I never felt like I needed to prove to anyone that I could intimidate somebody, and likely due more to nurture than nature (I had been told since toddler-hood that I could hurt other children my own age were I not careful) I spent more time making sure that swinging an arm to tell a story, or even falling over due to tripping over my own feet, would not mean injury to someone else nearby.*
Fights in middle school have consequences, and those kids who decided to bait me and looked for a fight didn't really get how much more trouble it would be for me at home if I got sent to the office for fighting. ie - Kid, you may be annoying, but you have nothing on the creative punishment combos of interminable lecturing, grounding, and removing of comics that will last for weeks or months if I wind up in the office.
But, yeah, every once in a while a kid, and often a kid you knew pretty well and had been friendly with right up til that moment, would make this bizarro decision to earn his bones by taking on a much bigger kid. Upon occasion, that could could sometimes be me.**
I don't recall ever actually getting any of my classmates clear over my head, but I do remember holding one kid by the top of his head while his short little arms smacked me around the shoulder, and folding another kid in half against a bench in the locker room. Usually, it just wound up with me pinning the other kid by the throat, which almost never got them to back down. But, no matter what, it was always awful because it was so confusing.
But I did learn - when there isn't a coach or teacher around:
- decide what your line is
- let them know they're about to cross it, even if it sounds cheesy and they think its funny
- be ready to commit (because if you never do anything, you're all talk, and that's bad, too)
- or: I found waiting until you're alone and then telling the kid "do it again, and we have a problem" was useful, although it often meant the kid would try to save face for a week by telling everyone you "lost it" and "couldn't take it", in which case a laughing, "oh, he practically wet himself" and alerting the crowd exactly what really happened usually got the final word in
This all sort of ended before 9th grade, so I was a little surprised to read these kids were 16, an age by which most kids would have had enough trial and error. By 16, I'd also moved, quit wearing Spock T-shirts (because... girls) and people generally didn't know me at my school. By my last two years of school when they did know me, I guess that stuff was all pretty much in the past.
So am I endorsing letting kids just duke it out? I don't know. But I also think "zero tolerance" policies are the shelter of cowardly and lazy administrators unwilling to make hard decisions and responsibility. And as much as I also detest bullying, I'm not sure that the school administrators who decided to punish the bullied kid here aren't also bullying in their own way.
*I attempted physical bullying once, and it went poorly. I was trying some BS Robert DeNiro stuff and slapped a kid lightly on the cheek, which sent his glasses sailing, and I remember watching in horror as his glasses shattered to bits. I remember looking at the kid absolutely horrified and making it worse yelling: "Jesus Christ! You had GLASS in your glasses?" My head was full of images of, had my finger caught the glasses going the wrong way, the poor kid with his eyes full of tiny glass shards .
Looking back, I can't believe what a goody-two-shoes I was. I remember sitting down with the kid (who was just sobbing like crazy) and getting his home phone number so I could figure out how I was going to pay this kid back for his new glasses I figured I'd have to buy. Well, apparently he was due for new glasses anyway or something and it all worked out. And I still remember saying, before hanging up the phone, "Man, for god's sake, get plastic lenses. You're going to lose an eye."
**it was also sometimes one of my pals, in which case I often just stepped between them and held the kids apart with firm reminders about detention
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Signal Watch Watches: Hell's Half Acre
I was a little unconvinced that Hawaii would make a good back drop for a noir film, and while its a little hard to feel terribly gritty around loud floral shirts and hukilaus, I think the particular neighborhood (Hell's Half Acre, natch) frames the action in an understanable way. Even in paradise, there's always some hive of scum and villainy. The movie is a bit even tempered for noir, and so its hard to say it has any gut emotional impact or leaves you with any particular impression, but the plot isn't all bad - ie - it's not exactly The Big Heat, but after Crack-Up, I felt like I was getting back in the Noir groove.
I learned about the movie flipping through a book on noir, and was particularly interested in this movie as it stars the lovely Evelyn Keyes and has two of my other favorite women on the silver screen, Marie "Narrow Margin" Windsor and Elsa "Bride of Frankenstein" Lanchester. The male actors are okay, though lead Wendell Corey doesn't radiate grit so much as a sort of anxiousness, and was just overpowered on screen by Phillip Ahn.
Its an interesting movie not because the plot is all that fascinating, but because there's some stuff in the movie that, frankly, I was surprised slipped by the censors, including a near rape and what appeared to be the start of a conversation regarding Elsa Lanchester's character's homosexuality.
As per things that surprised me for the time: The movie also makes no bones about both putting Asians into the film and making it clear that there's equal footing here in Hawaii (that said, the character of "Ippy" is incredibly complicated as I have no idea if that was offensive or not. But it was goofy.).
You guys know I love Marie Windsor when she shows up in a movie, and she gets some pretty darn good lines and scenes, but she's not in the movie all that much (though her role is pivotal).
Its probably not required noir viewing, but its interesting to see the genre moved to a location of such distinct character and the film embrace some small part of the culture of the location in order to tell a story.
I learned about the movie flipping through a book on noir, and was particularly interested in this movie as it stars the lovely Evelyn Keyes and has two of my other favorite women on the silver screen, Marie "Narrow Margin" Windsor and Elsa "Bride of Frankenstein" Lanchester. The male actors are okay, though lead Wendell Corey doesn't radiate grit so much as a sort of anxiousness, and was just overpowered on screen by Phillip Ahn.
Its an interesting movie not because the plot is all that fascinating, but because there's some stuff in the movie that, frankly, I was surprised slipped by the censors, including a near rape and what appeared to be the start of a conversation regarding Elsa Lanchester's character's homosexuality.
As per things that surprised me for the time: The movie also makes no bones about both putting Asians into the film and making it clear that there's equal footing here in Hawaii (that said, the character of "Ippy" is incredibly complicated as I have no idea if that was offensive or not. But it was goofy.).
You guys know I love Marie Windsor when she shows up in a movie, and she gets some pretty darn good lines and scenes, but she's not in the movie all that much (though her role is pivotal).
Its probably not required noir viewing, but its interesting to see the genre moved to a location of such distinct character and the film embrace some small part of the culture of the location in order to tell a story.
No Post Tuesday as well
Blame NathanC for a lack of posting. He is staying at my house and he is more interesting than me typing.
Anyway, Randy and his wife welcomed their child, Evelyn, into the world on Monday, so make sure you congratulate Randolph and The Mysterious M on child #2. Randy is excited as this baby shall raise a hefty sum from the gypsies just in time for the iPad 2.
Anyhow, that's it for now. If you have a problem, you may bring it up with Ms. Brooks.
Anyway, Randy and his wife welcomed their child, Evelyn, into the world on Monday, so make sure you congratulate Randolph and The Mysterious M on child #2. Randy is excited as this baby shall raise a hefty sum from the gypsies just in time for the iPad 2.
Anyhow, that's it for now. If you have a problem, you may bring it up with Ms. Brooks.
Monday, March 14, 2011
No Post Monday
Spent the weekend surprisingly busy.
So, there you go
Please consider donating what you can to the Red Cross. They are helping with relief efforts in Japan.
- Spent Friday watching CNN re: Japan
- Saturday woke late
- walked the dogs
- read
- got an iPhone
- monkeyed with iPhone (continuous for remainder of weekend)
- went to TXRD (Lonestar Rollerderby)
- Didn't really understand the rage at Chip Kidd about him not liking the All-Star Superman cover. (he's a man with an opinion and a designer. I mean, he's not quite getting it, but is it a shock that anyone but hardcore Superman fans likes Superman or would get this?)
- Got up Sunday
- wept about the time change
- went to Jason's to "help" with his new Ikea furniture
- met up with old pals as Kevin is in for SXSW
- came home, watched an episode of Symbionic Titan
- NathanC showed up, as he's staying with us for SXSW
So, there you go
Please consider donating what you can to the Red Cross. They are helping with relief efforts in Japan.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Our Thoughts are with Japan
As you have no doubt been alerted, Japan has suffered a major earthquake and tsunami. I did not see the televised footage until about 10:00 AM today while waiting in line for a cup of coffee. Like you, I was horrified at the sheer loss.
What can you say after seeing the footage except to express concern, wishes for the wellbeing of people you don't know, and to be one of many voices asking that you consider providing some financial assistance to the organizations that will be responding today and in the weeks to come.
CNN ongoing coverage is here.
The Red Cross alert website.
What can you say after seeing the footage except to express concern, wishes for the wellbeing of people you don't know, and to be one of many voices asking that you consider providing some financial assistance to the organizations that will be responding today and in the weeks to come.
CNN ongoing coverage is here.
The Red Cross alert website.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Noir: Crack-Up, Comics: Icon, The Stage: Spidey!
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| Let this cardboard box say what I cannot |
That's how it is sometimes.
Noir Report
Last night I watched a movie entitled Crack-Up from 1946. It was sort of a weirdly dull and unconvincing noir that relied upon the viewer to buy a pretty cockamamie scheme by a bad-guy to frame an otherwise perfectly rationale person as a lunatic, assumed the audience would be hostile to the work of Salvador Dali (this is '46, when Dali would have been already known, but not yet a fixture of dorm room poster art) and tried to sell the very dad-like Pat O'Brien (of Knute Rockne, All American fame) as our hero, when he feels like he's sort of phoning it in through good chunks of the movie.
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| That's not even a very good likeness of Ms. Trevor. Even the poster artist isn't trying. |
Comics
I've also been reading last month's Super-comics (I confess to really liking all this Legion stuff, which 23 year old me would slap me for), Dwayne McDuffie's Icon, and other assorted comics. I do want to write a brief post on Icon at some point, as I think he'd be useful in the current DCU.
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| This cover only hints at the 90's-ness that one must adapt to in order to read this volume |
I actually quite like what I've read so far, even if its in a sort of 90's-era comic style (bear in mind, I didn't like nor read much in the way of Superheroes from about 1991-1997). Its not really a Superman analog other than a cape and invulnerability of a sort, and its dealing with different issues.
Theatre!
Oh, yes. Also, in case you hadn't heard... Spider-Man, Please Turn off the Dark is closing for a few weeks, that director Julie Taymor has left/ quit/ was fired and when the show reopens, audiences will likely have a different show on their hands. It seems somebody pointed out that Taymor's ideas about Spider-Man were maybe not working.
My suspicion is that Taymor always had a certain level of disdain for the material as a "comic book" and "kid stuff" and missed the part where this is modern American mythology. Her job was to steward the story, not to "improve" the story, tell her own story over the back-drop of Spider-Man and play to her usual audience. And in that... I doubt she was the right person for the job to begin with. This was just never going to be her bag. It happens, and it happens in comics, too (see: Jodi Picoult on Wonder Woman).
Comics are still ghetto-ized, and even when I like to think "oh, if you spend time on it, you'll get it", I'd say that 95% of the population just gawks at you, shrugs, and says "oh, its just a comic book, get over it. It doesn't matter if we completely do our own thing" (and usually that's exactly the moment where things go off the rails, btw).
Alas, most likely the play will now be a rambunctious, teen-audience friendly re-telling of the Spider-Man movie, which will play well to tourists , but it will be ultimately pretty forgettable, and we'll never have a permanent record of what I am certain must have been an amazing spectacle of hubris, disdain for source material and its audience, and risk-taking heretofore unseen on the Broadway stage.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
It's Ash Wednesday!
But here at the Signal Watch, every Wednesday is Ash Wednesday.
Let us sample some of Ash's wisdom...
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| The greatest fictional man who ever lived |
Let us sample some of Ash's wisdom...
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Science! (we get no aliens - this time) and DC Comics' REBELS
Science! and aliens and not science
The other night I saw an article that led me to believe that SCIENCE had found evidence of extraterrestrial life. I posted about it here, and then set about wondering why this wasn't front page news.
I thank Leaguers Fantomenos and Horus Kemwer for chiming in and helping out a bit in the comments section.
In the past 20 years, America has turned on its scientists as those lab-coated jerks keep (a) telling us things that are personally inconvenient to our butter-soaked, gasoline chugging lifestyles (b) refuse to just say "because of magic" and (c) keep finding new and amazing ways to kill us. But I'd guess the number one reason we hate science is that it doesn't work in the way we were led to believe by the Professor on Gilligan's Island and cold remedy commercials.
While The News would lead you to believe that all scientists are equal, and that if they can find two scientists to disagree on front of cameras that it must mean that we just don't know, that's not really true either. It means that they managed to find a scientist who disagreed, but that may be one scientist in a field of thousands. Which is why SCIENCE relies upon peer-reviewed journals and conference proceedings, which basically give a few experts in the field a chance to review conclusions of a study before a scientist has a chance to make a jerk of himself and confuse the public.
This isn't to say that everyone who ignores the usual scientific channels is wrong, but its worth looking long and hard at the credentials of both the author and published journal before saying "these are facts".
Now, as Joe Public, I generally guess that when the usual news outlets report on "studies" in "research journals", they mean that they're looking at journals with a reputable peer-review and an actual research institute backing the journal. I do not assume that the news is just looking at some dude's website and declaring "Science!". However, that appears to be exactly what happened with the "hey, aliens!" story from the weekend.
It does occur to me that if we DID know of alien life, it might also be true that shadowy forces would try to cover up our knowledge of aliens.
So its not entirely outside the scope of possibility that President Obama spent Saturday afternoon being debriefed about some Omega Protocol being put into play to discredit the "alien bacteria" story. But, until someone produces an actual alien, I'm going to go with the fact that the journal carrying the alien bacteria story looks about as professional as the average Office Admin's first attempts with DreamWeaver (download Open Journal System, Cosmology) and has an agenda to prove the existence of aliens. So, there you go.
REBELS
I only read the trade collections, and the series just got canceled, but you know what book I loved from DC Comics? REBELS.
The basic premise of the series is that Vril Dox is a clone of Superman mainstay-baddy Brainiac, and using the intellectual might at his disposal, Dox set up an interplanetary PAX-for-hire. Unfortunately, his use of robot drones as enforcers means that his forces are co-opted and used to subjugate the very planets they were intended to protect. On top of this, the droids are used to keep the population docile while an interplanetary parasite known as Starro invades whole sectors of the galaxy.
Our man Vril joins with a ragtag band of pirates and thugs (and Vril is no Dudley Do-right himself) in order to take back the galaxy and get back to making gobs of money.
Its a really well written and well-paced story, even to the point that a two-issue diversion tied in with Blackest Night fits neatly into the plot. It also manages to explore DC's oft-neglected outerspace cultures and characters in a away that feels natural, even if the interplanetary jumping feels a bit like people moving from town to town inside of a single state.
And as far as amoral anti-heroes go (who might still have some tiny, on-life-support bit of conscience left), Vril Dox makes for a pretty great central figure. The writers have to remain two or three steps ahead of the readership and the other characters. And, in fact, they manage to pull off pretty definite characterization for most characters, which is no small feat with a sprawling cast like you see in REBELS.
Sadly, REBELS did not feature any DC staple characters, and no comic company seems to be able to deal with the mass conversion of its readership to trades and illegal scans. Just last week, the series was canceled.
I have to say - I think DC would do well to get on the same printing schedule as Boom! and others, printing the trade collections of an arc within weeks of the release of the most recent issue (ex: issues 1-6 finish in March, the trade arrives in April). Frankly, they seemed to be on that schedule but recently backed off for reasons I can't begin to fathom.
The REBELS books read very well as trades, and the first three trades will actually bring you through a very satisfying story arc. I'm on the 4th trade right now, and I'm a little sad that I can only expect a couple more collections before we call it a day.
The other night I saw an article that led me to believe that SCIENCE had found evidence of extraterrestrial life. I posted about it here, and then set about wondering why this wasn't front page news.
I thank Leaguers Fantomenos and Horus Kemwer for chiming in and helping out a bit in the comments section.
In the past 20 years, America has turned on its scientists as those lab-coated jerks keep (a) telling us things that are personally inconvenient to our butter-soaked, gasoline chugging lifestyles (b) refuse to just say "because of magic" and (c) keep finding new and amazing ways to kill us. But I'd guess the number one reason we hate science is that it doesn't work in the way we were led to believe by the Professor on Gilligan's Island and cold remedy commercials.
While The News would lead you to believe that all scientists are equal, and that if they can find two scientists to disagree on front of cameras that it must mean that we just don't know, that's not really true either. It means that they managed to find a scientist who disagreed, but that may be one scientist in a field of thousands. Which is why SCIENCE relies upon peer-reviewed journals and conference proceedings, which basically give a few experts in the field a chance to review conclusions of a study before a scientist has a chance to make a jerk of himself and confuse the public.
This isn't to say that everyone who ignores the usual scientific channels is wrong, but its worth looking long and hard at the credentials of both the author and published journal before saying "these are facts".
Now, as Joe Public, I generally guess that when the usual news outlets report on "studies" in "research journals", they mean that they're looking at journals with a reputable peer-review and an actual research institute backing the journal. I do not assume that the news is just looking at some dude's website and declaring "Science!". However, that appears to be exactly what happened with the "hey, aliens!" story from the weekend.
It does occur to me that if we DID know of alien life, it might also be true that shadowy forces would try to cover up our knowledge of aliens.
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| they're making another one of these dumb movies, btw |
REBELS
I only read the trade collections, and the series just got canceled, but you know what book I loved from DC Comics? REBELS.
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| I think in this issue are heroes are more "running away" than "saving the day" |
Our man Vril joins with a ragtag band of pirates and thugs (and Vril is no Dudley Do-right himself) in order to take back the galaxy and get back to making gobs of money.
Its a really well written and well-paced story, even to the point that a two-issue diversion tied in with Blackest Night fits neatly into the plot. It also manages to explore DC's oft-neglected outerspace cultures and characters in a away that feels natural, even if the interplanetary jumping feels a bit like people moving from town to town inside of a single state.
And as far as amoral anti-heroes go (who might still have some tiny, on-life-support bit of conscience left), Vril Dox makes for a pretty great central figure. The writers have to remain two or three steps ahead of the readership and the other characters. And, in fact, they manage to pull off pretty definite characterization for most characters, which is no small feat with a sprawling cast like you see in REBELS.
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| No matter who he's dealing with, Vril is always one step a-head |
I have to say - I think DC would do well to get on the same printing schedule as Boom! and others, printing the trade collections of an arc within weeks of the release of the most recent issue (ex: issues 1-6 finish in March, the trade arrives in April). Frankly, they seemed to be on that schedule but recently backed off for reasons I can't begin to fathom.
The REBELS books read very well as trades, and the first three trades will actually bring you through a very satisfying story arc. I'm on the 4th trade right now, and I'm a little sad that I can only expect a couple more collections before we call it a day.
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