Saturday, September 19, 2009

Moving

I'm not wild about the look of this blog. For example, I'd rather have a cloud than that giant list of topics at the bottom of the page. The color scheme and general layout aren't great, either. And Blogger doesn't give a whole lot of options to make it snappier.

So I'm moving to a new site. I'll probably move some of the posts over, but I'm not going to spend a lot of time replicating the complaining, the obsession, or the moping.

And I'm going to take a new approach to it. Less inside my head, less "Internet journal", more engaged and engaging.

Let's see where it goes.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Don't Expect Magic

I'd been wanting to check this restaurant out for years. I'd very nearly taken someone there on a romantic weekend a couple of years ago, but we hadn't had the time.

So I made a reservation almost as soon as I'd checked in to my hotel. Felt a little odd, correcting the hostess' assumption that I needed a table for two. But I brushed that little twinge of anxiety aside. Nothing wrong with doing things alone.

I walked down the hill a few hours later, freshly showered and sharply dressed. I was minutes and steps away from a long-anticipated meal. I was excited. This was going to be great. But I took a few seconds to remind myself not to expect magic. This wasn't going to change me. This wasn't going to be the epic centerpiece of an amazing weekend. This was going to be a good meal.

I call it the Casablanca effect. When I was in my twenties, I used to get a lot of flak for never having seen Casablanca. Everyone talked about how it was such a great movie, maybe the greatest movie ever made. I let myself get caught up in their enthusiasm. But by the time I actually saw the movie it was a letdown. I thought it was a good movie, but not nearly as good as all that buildup had led me to expect.

Tastes vary. One person's good is another's great, and vice versa. I think it's better and easier to enjoy things as they come instead of trying to make them live up to your anticipation. Take each moment for what it is. Magic works when you don't see it coming.

I had a fantastic meal - one of the best I've ever had. It was a wonderful experience. It didn't make me a better person or elevate me to some higher plane. But I had a really great time, and that's worth treasuring.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Listening

Letterman used to have a lot of fun showing a video of Dan Quayle and his fellow Senators at a banquet. President Reagan was speaking, and all the Senators were listening attentively and respectfully. Except for the future Vice President, who was busy eating.

It was ridiculous: the President of the United States was there to talk to him, and Dan Quayle couldn't tear his attention away from his salad. You'd think even if he didn't particularly care for President Reagan (the leader of his own party), he'd have enough respect for the office to give his undivided attention. And it's not like Reagan was a poor public speaker.

Earlier this week parents all over the country decided they'd rather their kids miss a day of school than let President Obama "indoctrinate" them. He encouraged the kids to stay in school, work hard, and help make the world a better place. I'd think we could do with more kids so indoctrinated.

And today a Congressman interrupted the President's address to a joint session of Congress to accuse him of lying. He has since apologized.

How did we get to this point? How did we get to a place where it's even thinkable for a Congressman to heckle the President of the United States? I was never a fan of George W. Bush, but if he'd come to speak to my group I'd certainly have listened politely and attentively. Whatever dislike I had for the man would be tempered by my great respect for the office - as much a symbol of our nation, our values, and our heritage as the flag, the eagle, and the national anthem.

I understand that there are a lot of angry people toward the conservative side of the political spectrum. (There are a lot of angry people toward the liberal side, too. But their anger tends to manifest as something closer to gloating and arrogance right now.) They've lost their dominance, and they're anxious and unhappy about the direction things are taking. They're afraid that their cherished values are being threatened, shoved aside, even mocked.

So it doesn't surprise me that some of them feel they have to resort to extreme behavior. Some show up openly armed at the President's public appearances. Some denounce him and his supporters from the pulpit. And some pull their kids out of school rather than let them listen to what he has to say.

What surprises me is seeing this anger, this "you're not listening to me!" frustration show up in the halls of Congress.

Courtesy is a social necessity. It keeps us together as a functioning society. It demonstrates respect for others. Disrespect for one is disrespect for all. You're valuing your interests above the common good.

Incivility is a sign of desperation. It's a willingness to sacrifice the conversation to make your point. You feel you're in a corner, back against the wall - it's do or die time, no time to be nice about it.

So you toss out the rulebook. You call shenanigans on playing nice. You scoff at courtesy - we live in a post-polite world, all those stuffy rules just get in the way. Your refusal to be courteous marks you as honest. You're not polite, you're real.

And when you get the cold shoulder from those unable or unwilling to turn the other cheek, that just confirms your righteousness. You're counting on everyone else playing by the rules you scorn. Your own medicine tastes bitter, but it's a taste you know well.

I supported Obama in large part for his commitment to the political process - civility included. I'm hoping he can keep the dialog going, even in the face of such hostility and naked disrespect.

EDIT: President Obama has accepted Representative Wilson's apology. And Wilson's opponent has received thousands of dollars in donations after the incident.