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One Word Review of The Day The Earth Stood Still

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Miscellany

If I remember to take my real camera tomorrow, I’ll have some updated pictures and an expanded post regarding the Chair of Doom!

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The Chair… Of Doom!

I had a chair snap at the base plate during a teleconference with the UK the other day. Landed with a thump on my back. Loud enough that the guys on the other end of the call went, “What was that?” Ended up staying home for a day, but other than that A-OK. Just a slight spasm. Other conference/huddle rooms are littered with chairs in this state.

This is what you get when you go with the lowest bidder.

Chair Of Doom

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In Which I Expend An Inordinate Amount of Thought Regarding A Word

And that word would be: gnash. As in:

I gnashed my teeth in impotent fury

Isn’t it a strange word? I found myself saying it over and over again until it no longer sounded like a real word to me.[1] It’s almost onomatopoeic in its construction. I imagine it would be a eerie clacking sound like that weird toothy Cenobite in the Hellraiser movies.[2] It’s a word that I’ve read many times[3] , but never really used. In the first place, it’s not really a word you can drop into casual conversation. It’s like trying to use the word rue, hither or whelm.[4] But more importantly, I was never quite sure what the damn word meant. I’d be reading a section that had this:

Lord Guy du Bad of the Land of the Pointy Goatee tightened his hand on the hilt of the Generic Sword of Doom and gnashed his teeth at the words of Baron Hero Von Hero.

This is what was going through my head:

Lord Guy du Bad of the Land of the Pointy Goatee tightened his hand on the hilt of the Generic Sword of Doom and *mumblemumbled* his teeth at the words of Baron Hero Von Hero.

So finally, after all these years, I looked the damn thing up.

It turns out, as these things usually do, I was totally wrong about the word gnash. And it’s quite a let down.

gnash |na sh | – verb [ trans. ] – grind (one’s teeth) together, typically as a sign of anger

Huh.

So instead of being something involving much flashing of teeth with accompanying dramatic sounds, it’s simply rubbing the old molars across each other. In anger. Of course, now I know why in certain TV shows and movies, sometimes actors have this weird… pulsing thing going on near where the jaw meets the skull when they are trying to show restrained anger.[5] I always thought it looked they were chewing a piece of tire rubber or something. Instead, it appears they were actually gnashing.

  1. Strangely enough that also happens to me with the word grass. []
  2. And no, I couldn’t tell you which one. There’s so much flaying of the skin and emoting of the Pinhead about “Delicious Pain” that they all kind of run together in my head. Incidentally, the Cenobite that had CDs embedded in his flesh and used them as a kind of shuriken was always my favorite. []
  3. Almost always in fantasy novels []
  4. These are other staple vocabulary words in fantasy. []
  5. Seriously, with some actors it’s so pronounced it looks like a small animal is trying to burst out of their face. It’s waaay distracting. []

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Teaching The Wrong Lesson

The first time I wrote about not giving children an “F” was a few months ago. What I didn’t realize was that this policy seems to be spreading like a vile, malignant weed. I actually got into a pretty heated argument over lunch about this very topic.

At a growing number of middle schools and high schools across the country, students no longer receive failing marks when they fail. Instead, they get an “H” — for “held” — on their report cards, and they’re given a chance to rectify their poor performance without tanking the entire semester.

Educators in schools from Costa Mesa, Calif., to Maynard, Mass., are also employing a policy known in school hallways as ZAP — or “Zeros Aren’t Permitted” — which gives students an opportunity to finish the homework they neglected to do on time.

There are two problems (well, there’s more, but there are two really obvious ones) with this type of educational policy. One personal and one societal.

On a personal level, not allowing a child to “fail” is perhaps not really doing the kid any favors. Yes, I understand that failing at something can be devastating (believe me, I know that intimately). And I know how much we want all of our children to succeed and remove barriers to that success. By giving a child an “H” for “Held” instead of an “F” for “Fail”, we appear to be wiping any sense of personal responsibility or even driving home the message that actions (or lack thereof) have consequences. By wrapping the kid in cotton and making sure nothing hurts him (or her) it’s almost as if we are guaranteeing that he (or she)[1] will always be a victim. A victim of an unfair world, a victim of circumstance, a victim of everything but his own actions. And lets face it, not everyone is able to perform in the academic arena. It happens. That’s what Special Education and developmental therapy are for.

This harms us as a society as well. What this ZAP[2] policy does is ensure that education progresses as fast as the slowest learner. So in essence the standards are being lowered (don’t even get me started on No Child Left Behind). At times on this journal, I rant and rave about the stupidification of the US educational system. People need to start looking at the long term. If we don’t start making sure that the brightest of our young people are given the same kind of care and concern that these educators are paying to the “Held” students, all this innovation, all this electrifying culture that we have created in this country will start to fade. We’ll become as culturally relevant as modern Belgium[3] on the world stage.

Are there easy solutions? Of course not. Nothing worth while is easy. One solution that seems to be going in and out of vogue is grouping students with others of like academic performance. Yes, this is stratification and can engender elitism. However, this can allow educators to teach at a level tailored to get the most from each grouping.[4]

Like I said, like everything in life, nothing is easy. But I shudder to think what will happen when this children get slammed in the face by the real world.

  1. ok, I’m stopping that now. Damn English and it’s lack of a proper gender-neutral pronoun. I suppose I could refer to children collectively as “it”, but that would make me sound like a sociopath. []
  2. Zeros Aren’t Allowed? Really? What if these kids actually do zero work? []
  3. Ok, I just couldn’t resist. Poor Belgium, the whipping boy of the Western World. []
  4. Cover My Ass Time – In college I was Developmental Psych. not Educational Psych so take this part with a grain of salt. I’m just talking out of my ass. As usual. []

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Wow

As an anonymous commenter over at BoingBoing said:

My gast is quite flabbered!

(via BoingBoing)

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Guilty Pleasures

Yes, with music I tend to listen to stuff that’s a little edgy or more experimental than is normally played on mainstream radio, but I have a confession to make. I love me some Power Pop. You know those infectious ear-worms you find yourself humming weeks after you hear it? I just can’t resist it. So imagine my pleasure when I came across this little gem by a new band named Tinted Window:

Yes! That is Taylor Hanson from that insufferable band Hanson singing. Add in James Iha (Smashing Pumpkins), Bun E. Carlos (Cheap Trick), and Adam Schlesinger (Fountains of Wayne). Not only is it Power Pop, it’s multi-generational Power Pop

(via Whatever)

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Well, At Least My Barn Door Was Closed

I got to work today and made a discovery. I couldn’t open the drawers on my desk. Because they were locked. My keys, usually my boon companions, were nowhere to be found. Those of you who know me and my proclivities for walking around with my zipper down, because somehow between unzipping to pee and washing my hands actually zipping back up slips my mind, are probably saying to yourselves right about now, “I’ll bet he left them in his truck at the train station.”

Why, yes. Yes, I did.

But it gets better. Not only did I leave them in the truck, which was locked by the way, I managed to somehow forget to turn off the truck this morning. Again, my close friends are probably nodding to themselves, because really, this is not a great shock to them.

My truck sat idling for 10 1/2 hours today in the commuter parking lot. Fortunately, I had 3/4 of a tank in there and surprisingly enough, my truck seems to be more efficient than you would think while idling. I still had 1/2 a tank left when the Community Officer came and slim-jimmed his way into my truck.

So, I got to thinking. If, for some reason, I became stranded in the wilds of suburbia in the dead of winter (perhaps a snow plow created a larger than usual drift up against my truck), I could survive for almost two days before succumbing to the cold. And wolves.

So I have that going for me.

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The Kindle, One Month Later

Well, it’s been a little over a month since I bought the Amazon Kindle 2. And I must say this thing is holding up great. The text is easy to read. The “page turns” aren’t the snappiest, but it’s still fast enough that it doesn’t really irritate me. But most importantly, I’ve saved money. I’ve purchased roughly the same number of eBooks as I had regular books in any given month. I figure I’ve saved around $20 or so over what the physical copy would have cost me at that time (based on Amazon prices).

Definitely worth the money.

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Yikes!

I just found out the guy who lives above me died of a heart attack. They’re not sure when, but they found him yesterday afternoon.

Dude, he wasn’t that old.

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