Denial, revisited (not that one)

Two months ago, I satirized the idea that it might be possible to deny that the color green existed.

This week, Tom Tomorrow satirizes that some might deny that human sexuality existed. (Update 27 February 2022: link has gone dark, sorry.)

And then there’s those that deny the fundamental organizing principle of modern science. Oh… wait. They don’t intend that as satire. My bad. Those folk really would deny green or human sexuality if it meant they’d gain power.

Is there something I should know?

Reading the forums over at HarveyDanger.com, I was astonished to discover that there are a bunch of unreleased studio recordings from the boys of HD. Not just bootlegs or demos, but actual professionally-done songs.

The track listing is:

  1. Save it for Later
  2. Beautiful World
  3. Snippet #1 (Warm-up)
  4. Plague of Locusts
  5. My Human Interactions
  6. Defrocked
  7. Snippet #2 (Voicemail)
  8. Ballad of a Tragic Hero (Pity and Fear)
  9. Is There Something I Should Know?
  10. Snippet #3 (Radio oui)
  11. Sometimes You Have to Work on Christmas (Sometimes)
  12. Carjack Fever (original version)
  13. Save it for Later (alternate version)
  14. Authenticity (alternate version)

Yes, Harvey Danger covered Duran Duran (track #9). Well, I guess there’s no accounting for taste.

And apparently if you ask nicely some kind souls have been emailing some of the recordings to faithful fans… which means that they’re probably available on the internets. But if you dig through the thread I linked to, above, “existential cowgirl” posted links to several of the tracks. Don’t know how long that’s going to remain up, though.

A picture has 1000 words

I took some pictures last weekend and posted them recently. They’re pictures of signs in and around my neighborhood.

I seem to notice signs that didn’t originally refer to each other but because of positioning seem to… That’s an awkward way to describe the idea but it’s the best I can do right now.

Like the Divorce Shoppe (which is, in and of itself, an odd idea to me) with the “Closed” sign in the window, the store itself dark and empty.

Or the way the Will Call sign points to Marion.

Am I over-explaining? Maybe so.

Needed five miles

I needed 5 miles today or tomorrow to reach my goal of 17 for the week, but having done 4 miles yesterday, I didn’t really want to do another long run.

So I broke it up into two 2.5 mile runs. Two different out-and-back-again loops from my apartment, one in the morning and one in the evening. An interesting experiment. I suppose it would have been better if I’d done the same loop; that way could compare my times from the morning and evening to see when I’m a better runner. I’ve pondered that question before.

But that’s not what I did. And I’m not sure about the overall distance for each loop; I think the morning one is a little short of 2.5 and the evening one is a little long. But I’m sure that, together, they constitute 5 miles total. So I’ll only note the overall times:

  • Morning: 23:56.31
  • Evening: 26:06.99
  • Total: 50:03.30

— or just a teeny-tiny little shade over a 10:00 pace.

Same loop as last week

Ran last night. It wasn’t as nice an afternoon as Thursday night, but it was still a nice temperature and slightly overcast and not too humid.

What the hell. I was going to run anyway.

Planned (and did!) a 4-mile run. I did the same loop I did last week, with most of the tough hills towards the end. And I did about a minute better overall this week as last. Here are the splits:

  1. 4:36.12
  2. 5:19.12
  3. 4:36.35
  4. 5:04.13
  5. 5:10.67
  6. 4:46.61
  7. 5:43.39
  8. 5:08.10

Total time was 40:24.59, for an average pace of 10:06. But if you look at the individual times, I held back during the first mile (last week: ~9:28 vs this week: ~9:55), then beat last week’s time for each mile afterward until the end. In other words, I saved my strength for the later part of the run. I ran smarter. Yes, I did in fact plan that that way.

Yay, me!

Le Bistro Montage

Le Bistro Montage, under the Morrison Bride in close-in SE Portland, was, for the past fall and winter at least, not open for lunch; they did dinner only. Which was a shame because they have a great menu; all sorts of mac-and-cheese, Cajun-style jambalaya and gumbo, pasta dishes… Mmmmmm.

Well, a couple of weeks ago I saw a sandwich board (mmmm… sandwiches) out on MLK Blvd. saying that they were, in fact, open.

I went there today with some friends, and they’ve added a new item to their menu since last dined.

Po’boys.

They have catfish, crawfish, gator, oyster… And chicken and some other, more mundane meats. I ordered gator, Tracy ordered catfish, and Ken ordered the special, BBQ chicken.

Mine, at least, was garlic-y and just a tiny bit spicy. I was happy with my choice.

I’m going back at least once every two weeks.

PS: They also now take credit cards! Didn’t before. Used to have to use this funky ATM that gave out vouchers, with which you could pay your check and then get change from. Which led me to almost do a dine-and-dash the first time I ever ate there…

We bid be quiet when we hear it cry

Trend I’ve noticed — a sign of selfish folk, self-centered folk, people who lack empathy: they tend to turn any complaint about them back on the complainer.

Couple of examples might help to illustrate my point. First, a legal example. I had a coworker who discovered some very disturbing things about our mutual employer. Well, specifically, some of the middle managers. She tried to file a formal complaint about the things they were doing, the illegal things, but the complaints were ignored by management and, in turn, they quickly built a case against her and terminated her employment. She then sued them for wrongful termination. And in their defense, they claimed that they had fired her because she was doing the things they were alleged to have done. In other words, their defense was a mirror of what she had originally claimed they were doing.

Second example, although a bit more of a poor match. The Republicans, over 30 years ago, were terrified by what a free media could accomplish when journalists reported openly and truthfully on the Republicans’ “dirty tricks”. It brought down President Nixon when he and his people’s activities were brought into public scrutiny. So in response, the Republicans enlisted the help of corporations and conservative and wealthy men and remade the media, putting their people in control of key networks and newspapers, employing think tanks to massage their message and craft their public image, and eliminating laws like the Fairness Doctrine so that opinion can masquerade as “news”. 30 years ago, nothing like Fox News, openly partisan and completely in the thrall of the conservative movement, could have possibly existed.

But all along, part of the conservative movement’s “defense” of their actions was creating this myth that the media has some “liberal bias” against Republicans and their dealings. In other words, while they were secretly pulling the levers of power to gain control of the national discourse, they made the claim that, in fact, the opposite was the case.

Finally… I almost hesitate to bring this up, but it’s an important point. At least, important for me to document for future reference. I have had several relationships in the past where I felt the situation was imbalanced. I compromised more, I gave more time, decisions on activities were decided in their favor more often than in mine. When, in the past, I’ve attempted to raise that complaint, more often than not the complaint was turned back on me. Where I asked that they make more time available for me, now they complained that I didn’t spend enough time with them. Where I explained that their disrespect was hurting me, now they claimed to be the hurt one. When I asked them to not speak so harshly of me, now they claimed that my words were hurting them. And sometimes they attacked me, all in the name of “defending” themselves.

Picture that. The situation is what it was, no complaints from the other person. But as soon as I raise the alarm, try to get them to bring the relationship into balance, the other turns around and demands more concessions from me, considers it suddenly OK to attack me, and then tries to appropriate the issues for themselves.

Gee, if you had a complaint before, why not say something earlier?

Or better yet, why not own up to the complaint and address it? Why does it suddenly have to be “balanced” by action on both sides? I’m the aggrieved party here, I don’t think it’s very positive suddenly having to defend myself.

At any rate, I’m finding that, yes, very likely there was an imbalance there. I’ve been creating that imbalance by giving more of myself to my friends than I give to myself. I have an internal double-standard; I basically treat my friends much better than I treat myself. So I’m making an effort to eliminate the harsh standard by which I judge myself. It’s difficult work. It’s been difficult just to recognize that it exists, in fact. But it’s made especially difficult by having relationships with people who make harsh demands of me. Not all my friendships are like that.

But I need to either change or eliminate the ones that are making those demands of me without being able to recognize and give back to me what I need.

Treadmill Tuesday

Tuesday was on the treadmill, and I managed to run 3.05 miles in exactly 30:00, for a 9:50 pace. I think I did better on the first two miles and had to slow down for the last mile. But I didn’t stop to walk at all, so I was happy with the time.

Wednesday was a rest day.

Today I ran in my neighborhood. The weather has been gloomy and rainy, a hard rain, what Portlanders would call “pouring down rain”, so when the weather turned out nice and warm and sunny, I had to get out there and run. And I did really well, too, which makes it doubly nice.

I planned on 3 miles, with plenty of warmup and cooldown before and after. Wanted to maintain the same pace I had on the treadmill, or as close as I could. And at the halfway point, 1.5 miles, I saw 14:14.17 on the stopwatch. A 9:29 pace! Wow. I couldn’t keep that up for another mile and a half, though I still did well. I ended up with 3.0 miles, 30:01.41 total time, for a dead-on 10:00 pace. Yay, me!