Portland’s Future Charter

Here, first I’ll quote The One True b!x’s introduction and statement of purpose:

It’s not completely unwarranted to view the potential revision of the City Charter to replace its current commission government with a strong mayor form as a kind of re-founding of the City of Portland. That makes Charter review one of the single most important decisions the City’s residents can face. With the work of the Charter Review Commission complete, this is the real deal. Whatever your views, the time to speak up is now.

…from the new group site, Portland’s Future Charter.

…and to note that I will be a contributor to the site, along with the b!x; Amanda Fritz, registered nurse and former City Council candidate; Mark Oliver, an Indonesian and Javanese-language translator; and Chris Smith, a citizen member of Metro and publisher of Portland Transport.

I agree with b!x – this seems important, at least on a local scale. Going into it, I don’t have any pre-formed notions about what Portland’s charter should or should not be. Although if I’m being honest, I do mislike and generally mistrust authority unless they demonstrate themselves to be trustworthy and honest.

Neil deGrasse Tyson

On Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, I was regretting my own ignorance when it came to men and women of color who served as examples of the ideals I hold dear; rational thought, outspoken in defense of honesty, humility in the face of their mistakes.

Fellow blogger Ken, of Emerging Worshiper, suggested that I take a look at Neil deGrasse Tyson, a noted astrophysicist.

And so I did. I have to say that my life was the poorer for not having known about Dr. Tyson prior to this week. Tip of the hat to Ken!

Let’s look at what I’ve found in just an hour or so of research. First, apparently another intellectual hero of mine, Carl Sagan, attempted to recruit Tyson to Cornell, but Tyson chose Harvard, instead.

Dr. Tyson is currently the Director of the Hayden Planetarium at the best science museum in the world, the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History in New York City.

And apparently Dr. Tyson is critical of “string theory”, which he views as not having any predictive ability, and so, not being true, falsifiable science, a stance that I find personally satisfying if only because it shows healthy skepticism and a conservative view of the philosophy of science.

I have to be honest, when Ken, an outspoken Christian, brought my attention to Dr. Tyson and his work, I wondered if Dr. Tyson would be someone who abbrogated his rational and scientific views in favor of more religious views. I am pleased to find two essays by Dr. Tyson in wihch he discusses his views on spirtuality, “The Perimeter of Ignorance” and “Holy Wars”. In them, and especially the latter, he follows Stephen Jay Gould’s concept of Science and Religion having separate purposes for humans, which is a view I can argue against but still respect.

Tyson, however, gives me, at least, the impression that he does not necessarily see those spheres of influence as being exactly equal:

“My personal views are entirely pragmatic, and partly resonate with those of Galileo who, during his trial, is credited with saying, “The Bible tells you how to go to heaven, not how the heavens go.” Galileo further noted, in a 1615 letter to the Grand Duchess of Tuscany, “In my mind God wrote two books. The first book is the Bible, where humans can find the answers to their questions on values and morals. The second book of God is the book of nature, which allows humans to use observation and experiment to answer our own questions about the universe.”

I simply go with what works. And what works is the healthy skepticism embodied in scientific method. Believe me, if the Bible had ever been shown to be a rich source of scientific answers and understanding, we would be mining it daily for cosmic discovery. Yet my vocabulary of scientific inspiration strongly overlaps with that of religious enthusiasts. I, like Ptolemy, am humbled in the presence of our clockwork universe. When I am on the cosmic frontier, and I touch the laws of physics with my pen, or when I look upon the endless sky from a observatory on a mountaintop, I well up with an admiration for its splendor. But I do so knowing and accepting that if I propose a God beyond that horizon, one who graces our valley of collective ignorance, the day will come when our sphere of knowledge will have grown so large that I will have no need of that hypothesis.”

Finally, one thing that I like to look for in people I call “heroes” appears to be lacking – the quality of humilty, of being able to admit mistakes. Dr. Tyson comes close to that in his above quote, in that he admits that he does not and may not know everything… and he hints at that quality as being important in the pursuit of science, as when he discusses the tendency of scientists at the very edge of knowledge to either invoke God, or to press on and push back the boundaries.

I fully admit, though, that I have only read a few essays and done less than an hours worth of surfing to introduce myself to the man, so the lack is my own lack of knowledge. Certainly Neil deGrasse Tyson is a scientist and educator who bears further reading and research.

Issues

I have a playlist on my sexy iPod that is nothing but “Happy” music. It’s all either up-beat or just puts a smile on my face. I was listening to it this morning on my way in to work.

Some of the songs, though…

Why is:

“Seems I’m not alone in bein’ alone…”

…a “happy” thought, to me?

No one expects a flame war

Thanks to Rusty for reminding me why I need to take Portland Metroblog off my list of “must read” sites.

He didn’t expect a flame war after insulting people. That’s… um… fascinating.

Shorter Rusty: “People who do things I don’t like are bad! Generalizations are good (when I agree with them)!”

o…k

Dream time

Sometime about seven years ago, during a discussion of Tiger Woods, the pro golfer, I made the off-hand, but angry, comment, “That’s just what the world needs; another Black sports hero.”

Tracy, who at that time was a co-worker and not yet my close friend, made note of that comment, and it disturbed her. After a day or two had passed, she came to me and mentioned my statement, and asked me what, exactly, I had meant by it. She saw my words as being a condemnation of all Black heroes, sports or otherwise.

I had not meant it that way at all, but I can see why it seemed so at the time. I had meant that it seemed to me that almost all Black public figures fell into one of two categories – sports figure or religious figure – and that helped to stereotype minorities as being only worth what their physical labor would earn them, or what their passion for imaginary beliefs urge them to do.

Today, as I was listening to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s “I have a dream” and “Why I am opposed to the Vietnam War” speeches, in commemoration of his birthday, I thought back to that off-hand comment of mine. And I realized several things.

First, that I do respect Dr. King’s work on behalf of civil rights, and his speaking out about the Vietnam War, but that I do so in spite of his religious beliefs, and not because of them. In his case, alone, I am willing to overlook his ties to a dogma that has become a method for authority to control and hoodwink the population. Dr. King understood very well that Jesus of Nazareth’s words, as nearly as we can understand them, were about helping the least among us, and not about building million-dollar churches and funnelling money to political movements whose goals are oppression, torture, and war. And Dr. King saw that poverty in America had dark skin far more often than not.

Second, and following directly from that personal epiphany, for the most part my personal heroes are not men or women of religious beliefs. They are people who either have a wonderful and expressive relationship to words and language, and who use that facility in the service of creating truthful models of the world and the universe in which we live. I’ve talked briefly about some of them in the past: Stephen Jay Gould, Carl Sagan, James Randi, for example. Sad to say, my heroes are largely white men. I can’t sit here and blame society or the culture in which I was brought up for this obvious lack on my part.

If asked right now, I can name exactly one person whom I respect for the twin virtues of love of language and willingness to speak it truthfully, who is also not a white man: Representative John Conyers of Michigan. In commemoration of Dr. King’s dream that men and women be judged by the content of their character and not the color of their skin, I resolve to keep in mind my blind spot in regards to my list of heroes.

And, in honor of Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, I salute Rep. John Conyers as one of my intellectual heroes. Let me give you a brief introduction to this great American politician.

Although Rep. Conyers has served in Congress since 1965, which is nearly my entire life, I first encountered him in Michael Moore’s documentary “Fahrenheit 9/11”. Conyers’ ironic tone as he lectured Moore about how most of our representatives don’t read the bills they vote on, stoked my curiousity and led me to dig a little deeper into who this honest Congressman was.

Rep. Conyers is the second-longest-serving member of Congress. Four days after Dr. King’s assassination in 1968, it was Rep. Conyers who introduced the bill to make Dr. King’s birthday a national holiday. That bill was not signed into law until 2 November 1983, an astonishing fifteen years later, and then only after Congress passed the bill with a veto-proof majority, forcing President Reagan’s hand.

Civil Rights icon Rosa Parks, served as a member of Conyers’ staff from 1965 to 1988, when she retired. Ms. Parks, of course, became the mother of the American Civil Rights movement when she refused to move from her seat in the front of the city bus in Montgomery, Alabama so that a white person could sit down.

Conyers is the founder of the Congressional Black Caucus, which he started in 1969.

Conyers has also authored several studies during the Bush-Cheney years about the abuses of the Federal Government that our current president has presided over, notably the “The Constitution In Crisis”, a study of the colusion between the White House and the UK’s #10 Downing Street in the lead-up to the Iraq War/Occuption; and “What Went Wrong In Ohio”, which covers the 2004 Presidential election and documents all of the various ways in which minorities and the poor, typically Democratic voters, were disenfranchised and systematically prevented from participating in the most basic of (small-“d”) democratic acts.

Now, with the Democratic Party taking control of Congress, Conyers has been appointed to the Chair of the House Judiciary Committee, the arm of Congress that provides oversight of the administration of the Federal courts and law enforcement, specifically the Justice Department. This standing committee is also the one most involved with the few times in our country’s history that articles of impeachment have been brought against the Executive Branch… Which surely has George W. Bush and Richard Cheney worried…

So that I may highlight another aspect of intellectual honesty, one of the other virtues that I respect, may I point out that Rep. Conyers cooperated and admitted to mistakes in violating House ethics rules. Two former aides of Conyers accused him of using them to chaffeur and baby-sit his children, and of having them work on state and local political campaigns. Rep. Conyers worked with the Ethics Committee and because of his admission of wrong-doing and his cooperation, the Ethics Committee considered the matter closed. My heroes admit their mistakes, in public.

Cold snap

It’s at times like these, when the weather is sofreakin’cold, that I wish my phone had less metal on it.

CulturePulp returns!

CulturePulp is a local (Portland, OR) blog by Mike Russell, an artist and writer and geek (I mean that in a good way). I found him a while back when I discovered the comic-slash-fan fiction Jaxxon’s 11, a Star Wars-flavored Ocean’s 11 parody.

Wow, that’s a lot of explanation… I’ve blogged about CulturePulp before, and linked to the site.

The actual CulturePulp comics kinda stopped coming this summer. Russell kept posting his movie reviews and other items of note but the titular comics weren’t there.

Turns out the artist has been working on another project, one that predated CulturePulp, which he explains and links to in a post tonight. I’d hoped it was J11, which has been languishing in mid-story, but no. However, any minor disappointment I might feel at that is soothed by the fact that Mike held a mini-contest when he teased the return of CulturePulp.

And I won! I must have just checked his site at the right time.

At any rate, thanks Mike! I’m looking forward to “Sacred to the Memory”!

What’s the worry?

What’s all the worry over whether or not Apple is going to allow people to install their own apps on the iPhone (drool…). Both TUAW’s Dan Lurie and the folks at Gizmodo are reporting on Apple’s intentions to keep the iPhone a closed system. And via TUAW I see that Wolf Rentzsch is encouraging developers to file bug reports on the topic.

Right. It’s a bug that Apple won’t allow third party developers to develop applications for the product the company is betting their future on.

First, maybe Apple is able to make the iPhone “just work” because they’re tightly controlling the software and the hardware? Steve Jobs’ quoted Alan Kay, a computer scientist, Apple Fellow, and head of Apple’s Advanced Technology Group in the ’80s, yesterday:

“”People who are really serious about software should make their own hardware.”

While this is an obvious dig at Microsoft (they didn’t start making their own hardware until the XBox and now the Zune), in the context of the iPhone, it’s obvious to me that, with the exclusive partnership with one phone carrier, and the amazing integration Apple’s done with it, that they’re going to want to keep the user’s experience as smooth and easy as possible.

And, even so, that brings me to my second, and main, point. Assuming that Apple’s not using weasel words about having “a full browser” on the iPhone – what’s stopping the user from making use of one of the many web-based applications out there? Or developing new web-based versions of the apps they’d like to see on the iPhone?

Word processing? Spreadsheet? Why not just use Docs, Google’s web-based word processor and spreadsheet, for example?

Say… isn’t Google a partner with Apple on the iPhone? Gee, do you think that’s a freakin’ coincidence?

I know, I know… there are some apps that people just can’t live without. But even if Apple doesn’t let developers explicitly program for the platform, and take advantage of the overall user interface (John Gruber thinks that Apple is making a distinction between Mac OS X and the “OS X” that runs on the iPhone), there are still ways to get the apps on an iPhone. And as a side benefit, allow lots more people to get to the apps, too.

Wait… developers might not see that as a benefit, huh? I guess I’m an optimist.

The Day After

The only thing better than Stevemas, when Steve Jobs unveils the new sexy

…is the day after, when every tube on the internets is filled with trucks bearing delicious commentary on the new sexy.

My first MP3 player was, perhaps contrary to expectations, not an iPod. I had a Diamond Rio MP500 back in the days of our ancestors, before there were iPods, strange as it may seem now. And even then, when I would stuff my laptop, my Palm PDA, my cell phone, and my MP3 player into various pockets and bags, in preparation for a visit into the light of the Daystar outside of my cave, I would think to myself, “self, what I need is something that is this [pointing to my cell phone] form factor, but does all of this. Surely there will come a day when I can get one device that will do this for me.” And after I made the required joke about calling myself Shirley, I would pause a moment and genuflect towards Cupertino in the hopes of hastening that day.

Bottom line for me: there’s a zero percent chance that I won’t get one. However, I’m on contract to T*Mobile until November, and the iPhone is Cingular-only. So I’ll have to figure something out between now and then.

But, c’mon. So. Damned. Sexy.