5.22.2020 – Everything closed

Everything closed.
Yet to feel,think. Truth of hell.
This loss of contact
.

To be closed from everything, and yet to feel, to think …

This is the truth of hell, stripped of its gaudy medievalisms.

This loss of contact.

And yet I look to you to teach me communication.

Teach me hope.

Joanne Harris in Chocolat, 1999

O TELL me, friends, while yet we part,
And heart can yet be heard of heart,
O tell me then, for what is it
Our early plan of life we quit;
From all our old intentions range,
And why does all so wholly change?
O tell me, friends, while yet we part!
O tell me, friends, while yet we part,—

Arthur Hugh Clough, 1819 – 1861

5.20.2020 – spreading rapidly

spreading rapidly
global misinformation
an infodemic

They’ve built this whole ecosystem that is all about engagement, allows viral spread, and hasn’t ever put any currency on accuracy says Carl Bergstrom, a University of Washington professor quoted in Tech giants struggle to stem ‘infodemic’ of false coronavirus claims.

Odd that both infodemic and coronavirus are thrown out by spell check.

The Collins Online Dictionary defines infodemic as, “An excessive amount of information concerning a problem such that the solution is made more difficult.”

I would say that it is pretty accurate.

I would say that it is downright scary.

“We planned for years for this pandemic, but we never realised that we would be fighting a war on two fronts,” said Bergstrom. “One against the pandemic, and one against all the disinformation and hate and fear that is being amped up and enflamed by political opportunists.”

5.17.2020 – my view through my lens

my view through my lens
my assumption what I see
same through your lens, but …

I remember a story in a book on photography.

The author, who I cannot recall, described a scene at a park where he was walking with a friend.

The were some distance behind another feller who had a camera.

This feller would stop and stare and now and then, move around in one spot, and take a photo.

Then the feller would move on.

Our author and his friend would arrive at the same spot and they would stop.

The author’s friend would look.

And look and look.

And say, “What did that feller see here? I don’t see anything. What was he taking a picture of?”

In the 1981 film, Ansel Adams, photographer, Mr. Adams describes what went into the photograph Moonrise, Hernandez, New Mexico.


I feel the most important of the story is Mr. Adams saying, “I observed a fantastic scene.”

From the get-go he recognized that what he was looking at was special and that a special photograph just might capture the scene.

Mr. Adams has written about this moment and the upheaval as he pulled over and starting setting up his camera.

You have to love the part where he cannot find his light meter but remembered that moonlight was 250 candles per square foot.

He writes that he got all set and snapped the photo and “I knew it was special when I released the shutter.”

Would I have recognized the scene?

I would not have remembered the luminosity of the moon in foot candles.

Would I have had the same view in my lens?

Doubt it.

As I walk though my day today I will see many things.

But I will make the assumption that what I see and the way I see it is the way every one sees it.

Coronavirus.

Stay at home.

Wear a mask.

President Trump.

Governors.

Sentators.

They way I see these things is the way everyone sees them.

Right?

Obviously not.

The views are different and all over the place.

A short walk down the information super highway with a crowd from social media should convince me of that.

Though, I still have to stop at the same spots and I have to ask.

What did those people who come away with different views see here?

What do you see here?

5.11.2020 – little protection

little protection
social comorbidity
during the covid

Looking for those words that stand out, I came across comorbidity today.

What a great word.

I was paging through the current American Historical Review and “From the Editor’s Desk: Pulling Up the Bridge.

The Editor wrote, “Unfortunately, modern medical knowledge offers little protection against the potential outbreaks of social comorbidity during pandemic disease. State efforts to thwart the spread of an epidemic are only as effective as the government that implements them. Theocracies, for example, as the recent experiences of the Islamic Republic of Iran and Mike Pence’s Indiana suggest, are not very adept at doing so.

And there it was.

Comorbidity.

The simultaneous presence of two chronic diseases or conditions in a patient.
“the comorbidity of anxiety and depression in Parkinson’s disease” says the dictionary.

Social Comorbidity are the social ills like anxiety and depression that occur along with the actual illness.

According to our Editor, “Unfortunately, modern medical knowledge offers little protection against the potential outbreaks of social comorbidity during pandemic disease.

Modern Medical Knowledge offers little protection against Social Comorbidity.

Hmmmmmmmmmm.

All I can say to that?

NO KIDDING!

5.9.2020 – confusing, waiting

confusing, waiting
for potential future that
might never return

Potential future?

Potential future that may never return?

Is that tautologic?

Or pleonasmistic?

A Yogi Berraism, in other words?

Coach Berra was famous for saying things that he claimed he never said.

Most of his sayings, mis-remembered or not, were kinda goofy.

Coach Berra said he would have his pizza cut into 4 slices because he couldn’t eat 8.

Stuff like that.

I remember once talking with my brother Tim and I quoted Coach Berra’s, “It gets late early out there.”

He was talking about deep left field in Yankee Stadium.

I don’t remember what the point was that I was making to my brother.

But Tim looked at me and said, “I know just what you mean.”

Potential Future?

Potential future that may never return?

I just read that this morning in the article, “US job losses have reached Great Depression levels. Did it have to be that way?”

According to wikipedia. “In literary criticism and rhetoric, a tautology is a statement which repeats an idea, using near-synonymous morphemes, words or phrases, “saying the same thing twice”.

Tautology and pleonasm are not consistently differentiated in literature.

Like pleonasm, tautology is often considered a fault of style when unintentional. Intentional repetition may emphasize a thought or help the listener or reader understand a point.”

Well, there it is.

Potential future.

Saying the same thing twice.

Or is it.

I would argue that potential future is not that same as future potential.

But that is not what was written in the article.

“Potential future that might never return.”

If you said that to me, would I bit confused?

A little bit.

On the other hand.

I know just you mean.