Sunday, April 27, 2008

National History Day--Minnesota Edition

*contributed by OLGS, guest blogger *


The household members all went their own ways today. Joe College-on-leave is working on his marionette for next weekend’s May Day celebration, courtesy of the “Heart of the Beast Puppet and Mask Theater.” A crowd of up to 50,000 watches the parade of hundreds of puppets, floats, and other celebrants from East Lake Street in Minneapolis to Powderhorn Park in South Minneapolis. Pictured above is last year's two-story "Tree of Life" puppet. Joe is not quite finished with his creation and Domestic Tranquility promises a photo of his creation after May Day.

Joe High School stayed home and made dinner for us—vegeterian lasagna, very good. Louise worked at the church library at Unity Church, and your guest blogger, OLGS, volunteered as a judge at the Minnesota state competition for National History Day. NHD began in Cleveland in 1974 and has expanded in size and scope to involve middle school and high school students in primary source research projects in history. Categories include posters, research papers, video documentaries, and performances. OLGS was assigned to examine and rate poster projects created by groups of middle school students from around the state.

Several of the middle school boys seem enamored of the movie
“The 300” and produced posters about the Battle of Thermopylae. One group, not entirely certain of its facts, reported that Herodatus was a “historical consultant” to the film-makers. Ah, may the works of OLGS and his friends be consulted by film-makers 2,500 years from now!


Some of the girls did group poster projects on a woman named Sister Kenny, who in the 1940s created an alternative therapy regimen for polio patients. Instead of requiring patients to wear braces and casts, Sister Kenny (shown at right) offered baths and massage to help ease the pain of polio suffering. The “sister” in her title was a reference to her training as a nurse in Australia, not her membership in a religious order. The girls were inspired by her compassion and also her feminism in standing up to the male-dominated medical establishment that branded her treatment as quackery. At a time before the Salk vaccine, her human touch was probably as much as the practice of medicine could offer.

Across Minnesota, 30,000 middle school and high school students started in National History Day last fall. Twelve hundred were nominated at regional competitions to come to the state meet today, and after we got done judging, about fifty go on to the national meet in College Park, Maryland in June. Go Minnesota History Day.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

What do Louise and OLGS (and Mitzi) do on a Saturday night?



There are no Joes around tonight. Louise and I (OLGS) combine the best of 1961 and 2008 technology for a night at our make-shift home theater. The 1961 element is a huge eight feet-by-eight feet movie screen that drops from the ceiling. The owner of the house in 1961 must have installed it for showing slides of vacations or maybe Super8 home movies. Whatever. We use it for watching movies, too, but not Super8s. We use a digital projector to display DVDs on the big screen. Combined with a bunch of speakers that Joe College set up for us, we have our own home theater. Oh, and there is another 1961-era element to the home theater: a “LazyBoy” recliner that Joe College picked up out of some Minneapolis alley. It’s surprisingly comfy and Louise stretches out with her feet up, while Mitzi sits in Louise's lap and purrs.

Tonight, we are finishing up Season Two of “The Wire.” It looks like "Stringer" Bell is trying to supercede Avon Barksdale while the latter is behind bars. Back to the LazyBoy!

Friday, April 18, 2008

Bedside Reading…., or, the continuing presence of King George III in our lives


Louise prefers mysteries and fiction for her bedside reading. Right now, she is reading a novel by a Worcester, Mass author called *The Resurrectionist* By Jack O’Connell.

I—OLGS—have been dipping into non-fiction books on the Bush Presidency. I just finished a very thoughtful book by Jack L. Goldsmith, *The Terror Presidency.* Goldsmith served for less than a year as head of the Office of Legal Counsel (OLC) in the Justice Department, under Attorney General Ashcroft during the first Bush term between October 2003 and July 2004. He came to government service from the University of Chicago and is now on the faculty of the Harvard Law School. It was Goldsmith who took the formal and highly unusual step of rescinding the so-called “torture memos” written by former OLC deputy John Yoo. Some of Yoo’s work is posted on OLC’s website. Search under his surname and the opinions on presidential power that are not still classified appear.

Many commentators have decried Yoo’s inhumanity in the torture memos. There is an Internet petition to demand that the University of California School of Law revoke his tenured position on the faculty, an action not likely to happen given the dean’s defense of Yoo’s academic freedom. Until and unless Professor Yoo is indicted and convicted on the charge of committing a war crime through the writing of his memos, he will keep his faculty status at UC-Berkeley.

What grabbed my attention in Goldsmith’s account of the reasoning behind Yoo’s torture memos in 2001, 2002, and 2003 is that Yoo began with the proposition that the president of the United States has all the powers—the prerogative—of the monarch of the United Kingdom at the time of American independence, except for what the U.S. Constitution specifically denied him in 1787 in Article II. In other words, George # 43’s powers begin with the same powers of George III as the British king. According to Blackstone’s Commentaries on the Laws of England (Chapter 7):

UPON the same principle the king has also the sole prerogative of making war and peace. For it is held by all the writers on the law of nature and nations, that the right of making war, which by nature subsisted in every individual, is given up by all private persons that enter into society, and is vested in the sovereign power u: and this right is given up not only by individuals, but even by the entire body of people, that are under the dominion of a sovereign.

Blackstone wrote that summary in 1765. The British monarchy may have been a constitutional one after 1689, but in matters of war and diplomacy, it was still rather absolutist at the time of the American Revolution. In the 21st century, John Yoo recognizes that the Congress has the power to declare war, but once it has done so, as he says it did in its September 18, 2001 “Authorization for Use of Military Force,” then Article II of the Constitution’s designation of the president as “commander in chief of the Army and Navy” gave President Bush the powers of King George III over the conduct of the war, including the power to ignore treaties, statutes, and court decisions in regard to the laws of war, and most notably, the power to torture.

Goldsmith’s book is an important one and I commend it to readers of “Domestic Tranquility.” His courageous action as head of OLC in 2003-2004 in cancelling Yoo’s opinions means that any legal justification for torture by U.S. personnel under the president’s war powers was also cancelled at that time. In his own way, Goldsmith is a modern-day Paul Revere/Revoire warning us about executive tyranny. Perhaps our news media can ask all three remaining candidates for president in 2008 if they would consider what Professor Yoo (and his bosses) did as a crime of war.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Two anniversaries


Today, April 18th, marks two important anniversaries. The first was made famous by the poet Longfellow in his verse “The Landlord’s Tale”:

“Listen my children and you shall hear
of the midnight ride of Paul Revere”


April 18, 1775 was the night of Paul Revere’s ride from Charlestown westward to Lexington to warn the Massachusetts militia of the impending march of the British garrison out of Boston. The historian David Hackett Fischer wrote a wonderful biography of Revere, whose family name was once “Rivoire” until his French Protestant immigrant family changed it to the English-sounding “Revere.”


Today is also the 65th anniversary of Louise’s parents’ marriage. To maintain a marriage from 1943 through 2008 and beyond may be an even more remarkable accomplishment than Revere/Rivoire’s ride. Below is a page 1 story from the New York Times the day of their wedding. Congratulations to Louise’s parents. Many happy returns.

--OLGS

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Civilian Car Owners Will Get Few Synthetic Tires for a Year; Synthetic Tires Unlikely Until '44
Special to THE NEW YORK TIMES.
April 18, 1943, Sunday
WASHINGTON-- The Office of War Information stated today that most civilian car owners could not hope to obtain synthetic rubber tires before the last half of next year. For essential civilian driving some synthetic tires may be available earlier but how many, said OWI, "is still an open question."
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Introducing your guest host


Hello, faithful and occasional readers of Domestic Tranquility:

Louise is taking a break from blogging and has graciously turned over the keyboard at Domestic Tranquility to yours truly. I am the spouse known as OLGS. I will continue Louise's tradition of blogging about politics, middle-age, and children. In that spirit, I have included a photo of Joe College, taken last summer at Niagara Falls.

Guest poster

OLGS, who lusts for the fame and fortune that come from having a blog, will be taking over Domestic Tranquility for a while. He brings to this important task 24 years of experience as a dad, 35+ years of partnering yours truly, and an unusual appreciation, even among guys, for sports statistics. Stay tuned!

Thursday, April 10, 2008

End of the Blog

There's a lot of irritating babble on the internet. In an effort to reduce the amount of things that people feel they need to read--and because my heart just ain't in it right now--Domestic Tranquility is going on an extended vacation.

Read the old posts and maybe see you later.

PS Joe High returned safely from France, and had a great insight: "They actually think in French there." Education is a wonderful thing.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

American in Paris redux

20 girls, 4 boys and 3 teachers are en route to Paris as we speak. The excitement level was wonderful. And Joe High School didn't want me to hang around at the airport. So, even though the plane was not leaving for two hours, I left. He gave me a perfunctory kiss and kept his cool, something that is difficult to do when you are beside yourself with anticipation.


Minneapolis St. Paul International Airport, 3/29/08. Click on photo to see Joe.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

American in Paris


Joe High School is off to France with his Minnesota accent and 40 of his friends. In preparation, and at the urging of the French teachers who will accompany them, we bought him a pair of black pants to replace his jeans with artfully placed holes. We also bought a new pair of sneakers to replace the Pumas that have molded to his feet and barely contain his toes. The grunge look is fine if you live there, but why feed into ugly--literally--American stereotypes?

Tomorrow we will purchase some native crafts as gifts for his host family, who live near Avignon. I am so envious. Back in the day, high school trips like these were not the norm. Although they are more common, they do not seem to have given us a broader world view. It must take many generations for cultural exchanges like this to have any impact.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Endless winter

We could be living in Siberia or the Arctic Circle--oh, sorry, I forgot. It's melting. But here in flyover land, it's snowing on Good Friday. Of course, this is the earliest Easter since 1913--look it up if you don't believe me. But spring has officially arrived. There are no spring bulbs. There are no bits of grass peeking out. There is snow. The best spin to put on it is that the new stuff covers the grubby, disgusting old stuff. The record snowfall for today is 3.2 inches, back in 1992.

As usual, the weather folks are thrilled. Gives 'em something to do. And it can snow in the land of lakes until May. Then they have a brief vacation of about two weeks until tornado season, which they also love.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Mud Season

The phrase Mud Season appears to be a New England term. I don't know why, as it applies anywhere the ground freezes deeply in the winter and the air temp warms up quickly in the early spring. It certainly applies in fly-over land, e.g., Minnesota. Today was a case in point.
After being 0 degrees as recently as last week, today it hit 45 degrees. The melting snow and ice have nowhere to go, as the ground is frozen solid (see above definition of Mud Season). As a result, the water just sits there, turning whatever it is sitting on into mud. You can identify the advent of Mud Season by the appearance of cars. They look like something unprintable, but this is a family blog. The other sure fire indicator is the emergence of pot holes in exactly the same places as last year. They will be patched by our crack MN Highway Department, and will reappear again next year at exactly the same time and place. Predictability is supposed to be soothing. Maybe that's the function of Mud Season.

Monday, March 03, 2008

Grammar guru

Got a correction from a reader about my misuse of of the word "affect". So true--I blame it on the fact that in my work life I have an editor who is supposed to catch such gaffes. Anyway, for those of you who care about such things, here is a helpful way to remember the difference:

Sunday, March 02, 2008

Mitzi the cat


Mitzi is turning out to be a highly satisfactory cat. However, she looks like a gray striped basketball with a tail. Another negative: her claws have grown back, and she now scratches. She hasn't learned that when she rolls on her back and displays her substantial white tummy, it's an invitation to humans to rub the soft fur.

She had a brief excursion outside yesterday. The floor guy propped the door open when he was bringing in the wood and equipment. She slipped out, but didn't get far. She was waylaid by the enticing smell of the neighborhood tom cats, who have apparently baptized the doors with their scent.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Home improvement


When you are surrounded by piles of paper, stacks of books and scattered magazines and journals, cleaning up is very difficult. Home improvement projects, which require both cleaning up and eliminating inertia, are almost impossible. So when a project starts, even if most of it will be done by a paid specialist, it feels good.

Take the upstairs floors, for instance. Covered with ugly harvest gold carpet, the floors in two bedrooms were refinished some time ago. We left the other two bedrooms, the hallway and the stairs for later. One of the reasons was that when we pulled the carpet off one of the bedrooms, underneath was a cracked, broken and stained cork floor. Certainly very avant garde in 1960, when it was probably installed, but ugly now. And since we had already scraped the cork off one of the bedrooms, we were not about to do another one. So we lived with the broken cork, with the holes showing the hardwood floor beneath.

Last night and today we pulled off the remaining carpet (and all the staples) on the hall and stair floors. Unfortunately, under the carpet on the stairs, the steps were fir, the risers cheap pine, and the landings plywood. This required a quick change of plans. The floor sanding guy told us that he could deal with the fir, paint the risers, and let us figure out the landings. He couldn't install a new floor over the plywood, as it would raise the height of the step over the code limit. I spent the afternoon researching laminates, which should do the trick.

And though it will require massive disruption on the second floor, it should look nice and let us feel as if we have pushed back the jungle just a little bit. Of course, it won't have any affect on the piles of paper.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Boys High School Swimming

Another swimming season is over. Joe High School acquitted himself well, I thought, achieving a personal best in the 100 back and 200 free. However, not quite good enough to go to state. And he is very disappointed that he didn't do better. Maybe next year. Maybe he'll take the coach's observation that input equals output to heart. Or maybe not.