Brilliant idea

Of course, my friend Ken saw Michael Moore’s movie with me, and apparently he’s been thinking about the movie, too, because no sooner had I hit publish on my previous post than did this video show up in an email from Ken.

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And it’s on topic with at least one of the at least two things I took from Moore’s documentary, which is, “Just how fuckin’ rich is the Catholic Church?”

Not to mention all the non-catholic churches, your Southern Baptists and your Anglican and your Greek Orthodox and your Episcopalian and your Mormons, and even the non-Christian ones like your Muslims and your Buddhists and your Vikings and so on, and so on, and so on. Though I don’t know for sure if the non-Christian ones had their founders specifically telling their followers to give all their money to the poor. But I’m far too lazy a blogger to go look that up right now.

“Capitalism: A Love Story” (2009)

Watching Michael Moore’s latest effort, Capitalism: A Love Story, at least two things occurred to me, at two different points in the narrative.

First, while watching Moore ask the question, “Is capitalism evil?” of successively higher officials in the Catholic Church gave me a strong sense of disorientation. Really, Michael? You’re basing part of your argument against the excesses of capitalism on the opinion of one of the most staggeringly wealthy institutions on the planet?

The Age of Enlightenment caused a shift in power and money from the church, particularly the church allied with government in the form of inherited rule. Capitalism was one of the economic ideas that grew out of the elevation of reason and intellect that was the Enlightenment, so it could be argued that capitalism reduced the Catholic Church’s power and shifted it to business and government.

And yet the Catholic Church is still vastly wealthy; after several Google searches I can’t find a decent estimate of the total wealth hoarded by the Pope and all his minions across the globe. Surely the many fabulous palaces and works of art in Vatican City alone are priceless heirlooms of human history. Would members of such a institution, which has stockpiled uncounted riches for century upon century in spite of its founders’ admonishments to give away all wealth, view capitalism and its ideal of hard work making one wealthy, as evil? Probably so. No shit, Sherlock, as they say.

And for Mr. Moore to use Catholic priests as mouthpieces for his movie to label as evil the economic system that dethroned the Church just invites consideration of what, exactly, on a moral scale, the Church would be. The Church uses its vast wealth to protect it’s clergy from taxes as well as from legal justice (which is the least satisfying form of justice) against accusations of pedophilia and abuse of authority. Oh, and sure, to a degree, the Church does some good work, too, though I’m far too lazy a blogger to go looking for examples. I think the millennia of greed, warfare and injustice would wipe out any good works they may have done.

My laughter at the parade of clergy on the screen was surely not what Mr. Moore intended. To be fair, I was already in agreement with the filmmaker on the morality of capitalism as it has been practiced for the last 100 years or so; I just thought his method of arguing the point was tone-deaf.

Speaking of justice brings me to my second point, where social justice – which is the best kind of justice – makes its appearance in the movie. Moore mentions that our country’s Constitution does not specify capitalism as an economic system, and that leads him to an observation that I have found to be true: for all the love of democracy we have in this country, there is damned little democracy in our workplaces. The standard business is run as a dictatorship. Where workers and employees have any power at all, they have it amongst themselves in the form of electing representatives to negotiate with the exalted rulers known as Management.

But Moore goes one step further, and shows examples of businesses in America that are run democratically: co-ops. He shows a bakery in California whose name I am far too lazy to search for that is set up where every employee is a part owner, and everyone, from the CEO on down, has one full vote in the operation of the business. And Moore claims that this bakery makes money, and lots of it, to stark contrast with titans of industry like Enron, Worldcomm, General Motors, Lehman Brothers, the list goes on and on.

The employees at this business can vote out the management if they wish. In a flash, as soon as they’d mentioned that, I realized just how differently a business would be run if management had to submit to a vote of their subordinates.

And in a second flash, I knew what was wrong with government.

What reason can anyone give for not running government agencies and bureaus like a democracy? If Democracy is held to such a high ideal in our country, and the topic of many many beautiful speeches by impassioned elected officials and unelected business tycoons alike, then why are we not running our government agencies like a freakin’ democracy?

Businesses can be run any way the owners want, so I’ll leave them out of the question for now. There are still folk who would prefer to just follow a king and not have any personal responsibility or power. But government? Why isn’t the City of Portland, or Multnomah County, or the State of Oregon, or even the Federal Government itself, staffed and organized on the principle of “One person, one vote”?

If it’s good enough for the country as a whole, why isn’t it good enough for everything?

I’d really like to know. And now, finally, I have a life goal to work towards.

Eight years

It has been more than eight years since my mothers’ death.

Today, for the first time, I wrote down how I felt about it. Or more specifically, how I feel about the reactions of my own family and why that makes me angry.

The thought has been lurking inside my head for all this time, but even I am amazed at how long it has taken me to formalize it.

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Science Friday – BOMB THE MOON

How could I have the last name of “Moon” and blog at Lunar Obverse and let the NASA LCROSS mission pass without comment? I would not be much of a blogger at all. Perhaps even less of a blogger than I am now.

We threw a bomb at the moon! There’s science behind it, I know, but I secretly suspect we did it just because we could. Does no one else think that the Mythbusters weren’t behind this, even maybe a little bit?

Here’s the video:

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To all the nay-sayers who said “nay” and worried about shards of molten moon material raining down on us like cold death: you are woefully uninformed and I will find it very difficult not assuming you have difficulty with simple math and finding your ass with both hands.

Yes, I am smug. For a reason. The mass of the Moon is 7.36 x 1016 kilotons. The bomb was 1.4 kilotons. It’s not going to make that much of a difference. Things the size of the bomb we used impact the Moon all the freakin’ time. See those craters? That’s why they’re there, people.

Anyway, yay, science!

Whip It (2009)

Aw, crab, another movie seen and no review has been written.

I caught a 4:40 PM showing of Whip It yesterday after work. It’s Drew Barrymore’s directorial debut, and she has a small role in it as a crazy roller derby chick. There’s a lot of crazy roller derby chicks in it, since the movie is about roller derby and finding a family and doing your own thing and the beauty myth.

It’s a great movie and I loved to see the empowerment message aimed at the female segment of our population, in the form of Ellen Page sneaking off to join a crazy roller derby team and abandoning her best friend to get busted for underage drinking, because, hey why not?

But the most surprising part of the movie for me was discovering that Kristen Wiig, who is known for her one-note deadpan passive-aggressive bit parts, is actually pretty hot when she smiles. Also, she very much reminds me of my favorite stripper, Sharai, especially in the scene where Maggie Mayhem (Wiig’s character in the movie) shows up to practice wearing a long muu-muu; I’ve seen Sharai show up to work wearing something very similar, before she goes up the stairs to Dancer Heaven and comes back all stripperfied.

Weekend

I saw Zombieland over the weekend; I owe myself and y’all a review, since I promised myself I would make a note of every movie I see in a theater. It’s one of my major topics.

But since I haven’t yet completed a review of The Informant!, which I saw earlier in the week, I’m a bit behind.

So I’ll make a note of them, and move on.

I also took a train up to Seattle to catch the very last Mariners game of the season. The tickets were Kevin’s, and our seats were in section 194, high above center field. I took many pictures and a few videos, and will post them when I get a chance to see if there’s anything in there anyone other than Kevin or I would want to see.

Oh, and the Mariners won, 4-3, against the Texas Rangers. Turned out to be a beautiful day for a ballgame!

Oh, and don’t google shiskaberries unless you’re ready for the horrible truth to be revealed to you.

Science Friday

A little science for you: Astronaut David Scott drops a feather, and a hammer, on the Moon, to verify Galileo’s theory that, in the absence of atmospheric friction, objects of varying weight or mass will fall at the same rate as each other.

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Here’s hoping the weekend falls more like a feather for you, than a hammer.*


* I don’t even know what that means.

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Give it away

From today’s “Since You Asked” letter, by Cary mother-fuckin’ Tennis, he writes to a girl who is tired of dating and ready for something more long-term:

Give away what you have been withholding and withhold what you’ve been giving away. That doesn’t mean follow “The Rules.” It means get real. Tell him you want a man to fall in love with and stay with, and if that’s a problem for him then OK there are plenty of chicks. Plenty. Next. Not to be crass. But you have to come from a place of complete honesty and vulnerability and pain. Because if you want a lifetime relationship that is what it will be full of: honesty and vulnerability and pain.

Man, I am so ready. He may be writing for a woman, but the general advice still holds true.

I want to figure out what I’m holding back, and what I’m giving away, and reverse it. I’m ready to be honest and vulnerable and hurt and yet still with someone I love.

Bring it, world.