Ramble On...

Philanderpy

2010-02-25T13:32:00.000-08:00

How good does a good deed have to be before it's considered…well, “good?” Earlier this week I was driving home from work, and I heard a commercial on the radio along these lines:

“Come join the lovely ladies of [some strip club] and help out Haiti. That’s right; for the next two weeks, you can get your altruism on in the most beautiful setting imaginable; We’re donating all cover charges to Haitian relief…”

Admittedly, I was not listening to radio marketed as “safe for the whole family" at the time, but I still did not see that coming. And I don’t begrudge the strippers or managers for wanting to help their neighbors in need; it just seems like an odd fund-raising technique. To be fair, strippers and their “regulars” may be very involved in any number of local charities, but I can’t imagine that men are drawn to strip clubs for the humanitarian relief.

Lap Dances for Haiti is an obvious and laughable target (and yes, that phrase was used to promote the campaign), but it did get me thinking about motives. As people constantly mixed in our motives, I wondered if there was any substantial difference between this marketing ploy and any other business promotions that trade on relief.

So what do you think; is it a difference of kind or degree? What separates the club that sells sex for charity and the donations of a boxing promoter who trades in violence or even the high end retailer that donates a portion of the proceeds from my over-priced designer wallet?

*If this post disappointed you, does it help or hurt to know that I refrained from using the original title, Debbie Does Charity Work?

What's Your Pop-Culture?

2009-08-07T11:11:00.001-07:00

Director, John Hughes died at 59 yesterday. Hughes wrote, directed, and/or produced seemingly every iconic movie from the 80’s:

Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, National Lampoon’s Vacation, European Vacation, and Christmas Vacation, Pretty in Pink, Planes, Trains & Automobiles, The Great Outdoors, and Uncle Buck.

And, remembering all of these movies reminds me that, at 30, I’m already old...but this isn’t the first time I’ve realized this.

One of my friends made a joke at the expense of his 15-yr-old nephew by referring to him as “the new Ferris Bueller.” With simultaneous boredom and disgust, his nephew looked at him and said, “What’s that…Is that some band from the 90’s?”

Earlier this week, I sat down with a 20-something to watch Unforgiven (Best Picture 1992 starring Clint Eastwood, Morgan Freeman, & Gene Hackman). We are not that far apart in age, but he had never even heard of the movie, and he missed every reference or comparison to other movies I tried to make.

Everything worth hearing from me is stolen. So, admittedly inspired by questions raised in another blog (much more clever than this one) and an article by Chuck Klosterman (also referenced by said blog), I want to know what cutural content is required for you to be fluent among your own peer group.

Klosterman’s article and the related blog argued that ignoring cultural phenomena such as Harry Potter today is a conscious choice to become culturally illiterate and irrelevant tomorrow.

Now, all discussions of Potter aside, I want to know two things:

First, what pieces of pop-culture (music, movies, and TV) form a baseline for cultural literacy among your peers?

And second, what are the new classics? What recent releases (broadly recent; in the last 5-10 years) are the new pop-culture musts?

Is There a Doctor* in the House?

2009-07-22T10:56:00.000-07:00

I was in my office last week (minding my own business) reading some articles that a friend asked me to check out, and I ran across an author with this odd credential:

[Guy’s Name], PhD*

Really, guy, an asterisk? I looked at the bottom of the page, expecting to find the qualifying statement or disclaimer to which the * belonged, but there was none. I was really hoping to find something good like:

*some restrictions apply

*degrees listed are purely coincidental

*now with 70% more book lernin’

Can you do that; can you footnote or disclaimer a credential? And while we’re on it, why do we have honorary doctorates? The person hasn’t EARNED a doctorate; he's no more qualified in any particular field, just because he delivered a commencement speech. Someone gave me a couple of books by a pastor with 3 honorary doctorates-and not one actual graduate degree! Isn’t that the professional equivalent of wearing a “World’s Greatest Dad” t-shirt?

That's A Mores

2009-07-08T13:14:00.000-07:00

Everyone acknowledges that social norms are illogical. That’s how Seinfeld and his famed “show about nothing” dominated Neilsen ratings for years, and eventually went out on top. [insert awkward Larry King interview here]

One I’ve considered for sometime is the American (especially Southern) premium on politeness. Politeness is probably THE chief virtue in the Southern US, and it trumps actual goodness or kindness almost every time. Kindness is only seen as kind as long as it is polite.

Exhibit A: After Ford was born, friends brought us dinners so that we didn’t have to cook. More often than not people would bring a portion of a meal that they had made for their family to eat that same night or the following night. After one of the meals, I woke up with an upset stomach and thought that I might be getting sick. And the part I feared most was not the actual illness. It was deciding whether or not I should tell the woman who brought the meal just in case I could prevent her family from eating the same meal and ending up with the same sickness.

My Dilemma: To tell the woman who brought the meal that it made me sick would be impolite; not because I’m insulting her ability to cook, but because it would make her feel bad to know that she had made me sick. If she was not going to eat that same meal the following night with her family, I would have had no dilemma. The polite thing to do is obvious—stay up all night and vomit, and then call her the next day and tell her the meal was delicious. But, what if I don’t tell her, and she eats the same meal the next night with her family? Then I could have prevented her family's illness, but chose not to in favor of being polite and receiving spoiled food with gratitude and Southern charm. It's ridiculous, but at 2 am I was actually torn about which was worse – being impolite or sparing a entire family from food poisoning.

So, what would you do? Culturally, which is worse being impolite or unkind?

What to read...what to read?

2009-06-25T11:10:00.001-07:00

Alright, here’s my confession; I’m a lazy reader. I hardly read anything prior to seminary, then I read frantically, because I had to, but I really started to enjoy it. I spent last Summer studying for ordination, and told myself that I would get back into reading more, because I can read whatever I want…So far, this has happened too slowly. I like it when I do it…I just have too much inertia to overcome in starting a book or getting into it.

This year, the best books I read were John Owen’s Mortification of Sin and Cormac McCarthy’s The Road (see below); I highly recommend both!

So, this summer I want to get back into reading more consistently. The question is: “what do I need to read?”

Here’s my working list to this point:

Richard Niebuhr’s Christ & Culture

Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451

Alisdair MacIntyre’s After Virtue

Mario Puzzo’s The Godfather

I’m a very slow reader, so I need to make sure that I read good books; good non-fiction, and good fiction. So, I want to hear some of your all-time favorites or recent must-reads. If you could tell me to read one or two books this summer what would they be and why?

One for The Road

2009-06-18T11:46:00.001-07:00

So, I just read Cormac McCarthy's The Road...and yes, I'm behind the curve. I read it after strong reviews from Kara, Chad, and Rich. But in my defense, I normally hate reading fiction; I love stories; I love fiction, I just have no patience to read it. It's sad how much I love TV and movies, and how well I know some of them; for years they have been my surrogate literature.

Sadly, I think The Road is the first fictional work I've read from beginning to end since Chocolate Fever.

All that to say, I'm not qualified to offer any substantial thoughts on literature, but it was the best, most painful story I've come across in a long while. I'll admit to crying more than once. McCarthy paints an astonishingly bleak picture for any reader, but I found it an especially difficult read having my own young son to picture at every darkening turn.

So, I want to add my name to the list of hearty-recommenders. The story and desolate style are phenomenal, with lines like, "cold to crack stones," and "a blackness to hurt you ears with listening." I have no earth-shattering or provocative questions as a starting point, but I’d love to hear thoughts from anyone who has read this book or similarly enjoyable dreary reads.

Sola Gratia

2006-10-27T12:29:00.000-07:00

Today, while sitting in a once-a-week, 3-hour long, 7:45 class I noticed something peculiar on the computer of the student in the row ahead of me. I know this student, and he is painfully nerdy, as all seminarians are! I give you exhibits A-P...

I won't tell you which one he is, but ask yourself, "Does it really matter?"

In between this student’s note-taking, his computer would revert to his screen saver. It was a slide show of his pictures, and the majority of them were marvelous portraits of a beautiful woman taken all around Europe. I knew that she was out of his league, and that one of two things was true:

This student had either devoted an entire winter’s break to stalking this woman across the European continent…

Or, these were, as I suspect, pictures of his wife from their trip to Europe, and proof that God is indeed very gracious to his people.

And then I had to remember that in spite of my dashing good looks and stunning wit, I too have married tremendously above my self. Someone could easily look at my screen saver and see my pictures of the Drop-Dead Gorgeous Redhead, and wonder how long I have stalked her with camera in hand.

And it doesn’t stop there. In Hebrew, we have been working in OT wisdom literature for the last few weeks, and it has struck me how highly Proverbs values a good wife. And by good they mean more than attractive: “as a ring of gold in a pig’s snout, so is a beautiful woman who lacks discretion.” And, so, I thought I would take this opportunity to sing Kara’s praises in public. She is beautiful, but you will not find her in any pig’s snout…wait, that didn’t come out right. My point is, that she is not only beautiful, but a woman of godly character, rich wisdom, careful and kind words. She is what Proverbs describes as a rare and excellent wife; her worth IS far above jewels. And, in her I have found a good thing obtained by the Lord’s favor.

As we come to the end of October, we approach more than Halloween and Walker’s birthday. October 31st is also Reformation Day, celebrating the start of the Protestant Reformation, inaugurated by Martin Luther’s nailing his 95 theses to the door at Wittenburg. The Reformers had five distinctives for which they fought and (some) died. Among them was, Sola Gratia (Grace Alone) meaning that salvation is solely an act of God’s grace and not merited by anything from us. This principle of God’s grace extends beyond our salvation to every good things that we have including my excellent wife.

A Flock of Moosen

2006-04-21T12:08:00.000-07:00

I'm at work right now and was just answering an email to one of the people I interned with under a professor this year. Our internship is coming to an end; it's been great, but not sad to see it wrapping up. Someone made a joke about writing a Festschrift for the professor as a gift at the end of the year (Festschrift is a German word for a collection of essays written in honor of a scholar). Anyway, I wanted to reply, and was looking the word up to make sure that I had spelled it right when I noticed that the plural for Festschrift is FestschriftEN, and I got a big kick out of it. But I knew that just like the joke about writing a Festschrift is too nerdy to be funny for anyone reading this, any joking about Boxen or Moosen would not be nerdy enough for everyone getting the email.

I promise, no more nerd jokes beyond this point.

That's P...Like in Pneumonia

2006-03-31T05:52:00.000-08:00

Well, I'm pleased to announce that I finally found some more Brian Regan. My sister, Noelle, has been in town for her Spring Break, and we've really had a good time catching up with her. She and I went to lunch on Tuesday and had a great conversation about churches and the importance of doctrine and community. She came over last night, to hang out with Kara, Walker, and me, and we all enjoyed having her (especially Walker). Of much less importance, she found more Brian Regan bits and burned them to a CD for us...I'm sending some with the Walker Grandparents for their trip, so most readers is this web of blogs should have access to it if they want. I also found a link to recent stand-up from Brian when I was looking for this picture. I haven't watched any yet, but feel confident in recommending any Brian Regan comedy.

http://www.brianregan.com/experience-av.html

The Birds

2005-11-19T14:53:00.000-08:00

Often a post entitled "The Birds" would conjure many Hitchcock-hued images as seen here, or perhaps the foul fears of avian flew. But this week will be filled with more pleasant fowel. Wonderful, magical birds that have been chosen and prepared in a variety of ways. Some will be basted and baked, while others are injected and fried.

But some of the most delectable birds will be wearing other birds this season. I give you...a meat among meats. Many have attempted such collabortion (Theta Barnes, and others), but none have succeeded in topping the Turducken-Stuffing wearing a Chicken wrapped in Duck inside a Turkey:

Walker's home

2005-11-06T08:53:00.000-08:00

I'm sorry; Kara and I haven't taken the time to post anything new on our blogs--we're busy being enammered with Walker! He's a precious little wad of a baby who squeaks more than he cries. I'm sure that will change later, and his sounds will be sweet even with stronger lungs, but until then, we're enjoying his soft "squeakings." Here are a few pictures of him after we brought him home--Kara and I will post more this afternoon on the blog we don't share with our first son.