Yearly Archives: 2020

This is not a hoax — I repeat — this is not a hoax.  If this were an actual hoax, you would have been instructed to tune to Infowars or The New American on your internet dial.*

No, this is the real deal.  To mark the tenth anniversary of The 100 Billionth Person, I am giving away something of value — not my commentary! — to two lucky readers of this post. The thing-of-purported-value is an assortment of press-printed 5 x 7 note cards (below, click to enlarge) that I designed back in my “I-too-can-be-an-artist” days:

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More about the cards later — first, here are the rules for my reader-appreciation giveaway.  You are qualified to enter if (a) you are a subscriber or follower of this blog, or (b) you have made a comment here prior to September 16, 2020 — proof of at least occasional interest on your part.  If you are not currently a subscriber, you can easily qualify by subscribing!  (Follow this link.)

Now that you’re qualified, you can enter the giveaway simply by commenting on this post. (You might mention in your comment which card you like best, but that’s not mandatory.) You do need to enter your email address in the email field of the comment form, otherwise I will not be able to contact you if you are selected.  Your email address will not be visible  to others.

On Monday, September 28, at noon, I will randomly select two of the entrants as winners.  If you are a winner, I will email you to obtain your mailing address and card preferences.  You may create your own assortment of ten cards, with up to three cards of any one style.  Envelopes are included.  Shipping is on me.

Now you may be saying to yourself, I don’t write notes anymore, so I don’t need any cards.  I have two responses to this.  First, stop talking to yourself — you’re so loud I can hear you. Second, I am sure that you know someone who does write notes and for whom this might be a pleasant little surprise.  So, enter anyway, if only for the pleasure of participating in the only 10th Anniversary Giveaway I will ever conduct.

Finally, here are the design details for the seven cards.  They are admittedly quirky and have dubious commercial potential, which is probably why I still have plenty to give away. There was a time when I tended to fall in love with whatever photo I shot last, and I think a couple of those are represented here.  Nonetheless, from first to last we have…

  1.  Inside: “Falling for you”
    [Created in my home studio, 2005.]
  2.  Inside: “Someone to watch over me”
    [Mark Wallinger’s Ecce Homo overlooking Trafalgar Square, London, 1999.]
  3.  Front: “The Carpenter’s Wife”.  Inside blank.
    [Upper floor of an Asheville, NC, antique store, 2005.]
  4.  Front: “Everything is just ducky.”  Inside blank.
    [Carnival in Irondequoit, NY, 2000.]
  5.  Front: “God is our strength.”  Inside blank.
    [Grave marker in Winston-Salem, NC, 2006.  Bereavement card?]
  6.  Inside: “Go slay that dragon!”
    [Storefront in Northampton, MA, 2002.]
  7.  Front: “Optimism!”  Inside blank.
    [Carnival in Irondequoit, NY, 2000.]

Remember, each winner receives ten cards, one for each year my readers have put up with the whims of this blog.

Fine Print:  No purchase necessary.  Contest void where prohibited, whatever regulatory hellhole that place may be.  Each entrant’s chance of winning is inversely proportional to the number of entries received.  [The precise formula is p(win) = 2 / n.]  Lastly, my spouse is not eligible to enter, as she prefers to make her own cards.

Thank you, and good luck.

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* Does anyone besides me remember the Conelrad System?
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•  I thought I had invented a new word, charmogram, as in, “He knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he sent her a charmogram.”  Sadly, Winx Club already thought of it.

•  I don’t know how leaders of other nations are viewed by their citizens, but when it comes to our president, Americans seem to have unrealistically high expectations.  We are always looking to elect President Superman.  But we usually wind up with hapless Jimmy Olsen.

•  Here’s a story that has been buried by coronavirus coverage.  On July 29, as reported in The Wire, a 15-year-old Pakistani teen, Faisal Khan, got past three security checkpoints at a Pakistan courtroom and gunned down Tahir Naseem, a U.S. citizen arrested in 2018 for blasphemy.  As a local cleric explained, Naseem “kept saying things like, ‘I’m a messiah or a prophet,’ and that caused great trouble in our village.”

Khan, the shooter, has been hailed as a hero by many fellow Pakistanis.  Lawyers across Pakistan offered to “defend Khan for free, to support what they see as the justified killing of a heretic.”  Needless to say, I find this shocking and sad.

So, how long ago did we more civilized people end our blasphemy trials?  400 years ago? 1000 years ago?  Try 1928…  I don’t mean 1928 years ago but the year 1928 in the U.S.A.  That is when Charles Lee Smith was convicted of blasphemy in Arkansas for distributing atheist literature.  Even better, he was not allowed to testify on his own behalf because he refused to take an oath on the Bible!

We may not condone stonings in 2020, but there’s still plenty of blowback when a person says the wrong thing to the wrong person about religion (as well as many other subjects).  Americans like to bluster about how much we cherish freedom, but far too many of us still don’t take kindly to people who don’t look like, talk like, or think like we do.  So let’s not over-congratulate ourselves on how unlike Pakistan we are.

•  I had to laugh at Trump’s recent insinuation that electing Joe Biden would “hurt God.”  If God could be hurt by Joe Biden, he (Biden) must be more powerful than we all thought.  Powerful enough to pre-ordain the outcome of the election, I would think.  This suggests that God and Trump are both in trouble come November.

•  In most countries, the god is elected by popular vote, not an outdated electoral college.

•  As a side note, if God can be hurt, it means that God feels.  But how can God feel or sense anything without nerves, neurons or substance?  I suggest that God — at least the popular conception thereof — requires far more explaining than how nothing became something.  There you have it, my gender-free atheist thoughts for this year.  No stoning please.

•  I have seen many red skies in the morning and never once has the warning come true.

•  Boomer Mystery Quiz: In the 1966 song “No Milk Today” by Herman’s Hermits (lyrics by Graham Gouldman), why was there no milk today?

  •  ▢ Because she had Friday on her mind.
  •  ▢ Because she was groovin’ on a Sunday afternoon.
  •  ▢ Because she left home to meet a man from the motor trade.
  •  ▢ Because she went up, up, and away in her beautiful balloon.
  •  ▢ Because she don’t want to work, she just want to bang on the drum all day.

•  The other night, I dreamt that a stoner-type invited me to a party scheduled from 3 AM to 9 AM.  I asked him, “What will you do until 3 AM?”  He said, “Party.”

Coronavirus Outbreak Statistics on TV•  News doesn’t have to be fake to be unhelpful.  Take, for example, this screenshot of statewide COVID-19 figures that regularly appears on our (only) local TV station.  It enumerates the total number of cases, deaths, hospitalizations and tests performed in North Carolina, along with the increase in each figure since the last update.

While the death figure is important, particularly to the victims and their families, knowing the cumulative numbers of cases and tests since the pandemic began doesn’t help a viewer make decisions.  Journalists, of all people, know there’s a difference between statistics and information:  just reciting a screenful of statistics without interpretation is lazy reporting.  Nonetheless, news broadcasts, local and national, seem to thrive on big numbers.  

It would be more informative if (1) local figures were cited rather than statewide figures; (2) current figures (say, over the last two weeks) were cited instead of cumulative figures; and (3) figures were normalized, e.g., cases per week per 100,000 residents, or percent of total ICU capacity remaining.  This would give us a better sense of what it’s like out there, and it would let us compare our situation to other localities.  Is that too much to ask?

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