A Walk About Town: The Embarcadero

A Walk About Town A Walk About Town: The EmbarcaderoNatalie has come up with the brilliant idea of A Walk About Town, a weekly feature hosted at Coffee and a Book Chick. Anyone can participate…just write about a spot in your town, or a spot you’ve visited.

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I live in Morro Bay, which is a small town on the coast of California. Lucky me, since we live on a hill (and lucky me I don’t live with a guy named Jack), I can see the Pacific Ocean from my living room. I can also see Morro Rock (which translates as Rock Rock, or more specifically, “a rocky outcrop in the shallow waters of a harbor, often round in shape and sometimes very high” Rock…however you look at it, it’s redundant).

I rarely venture down to the Embarcadero, which is the street that runs along the bay. It’s mostly tourist shops and restaurants. But it’s also kinda pretty, so one morning I headed out before the shops opened to take some pictures of the bay and that big rock rock that marks the entrance to the harbor.

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Take the Cannoli

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Take the Cannoli
Sarah Vowell
2001
219 pages

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This is a collection of essays written by Vowell and previously published elsewhere. Unlike her later works, there isn’t a central theme to this book. It still reeks (in a good way) of her signature style, though…snarky, insightful, and fun to read. Among other things, she writes about guns, Sinatra, the Trail of Tears, insomnia, learning how to drive, Disney World, and The Godfather.

There were two things in this book that made me think that Vowell and I were freakishly alike (actually, we’re not at all alike…but these two excerpts are totally me). In her essay ”Drive Through Please,” she relates her thoughts on driving and her experiences on learning to drive:

“In most families, I hear, the father teaches the kids to drive. But I had been in the backseat when he was screaming at Amy [her twin sister] not to damage the U-joints, whatever those are. I figured he already had plenty of reasons to yell at me without adding car damage to his list of behavioral complaints. So Amy tried to teach me – once. Before I even got around to turning the key in the ignition I couldn’t stop giggling so she kicked me out of her car and made me walk.”

This is ridiculously similar to my own experience. My father was the first person who tried to teach me how to drive. However, he was more concerned with telling me how the clutch and gears worked (yes, I had to learn how to drive in a stick shift), as if knowledge of the internal workings of a car would magically result in one knowing how to drive. Hah! The only thing that happened was I cried, and my dad was disgusted. Following this traumatic experience, my mom took me out, and we laughed so hard nothing was really accomplished. Fortunately, she didn’t make me walk home. My big brother is the one who actually taught me how to drive…who knew he’d have the patience of a saint?

The next essay that spoke to me was “Dark Circles.” Actually, the essay is on insomnia, but there was one paragraph:

“Phone rang. It was Dave, a writer friend. We talked for over an hour, mainly about punctuation. He has big plans for the ellipsis. He’s mad for ellipses. I tell him, yeah. I have similar affection for the parenthesis (but I always take most of my parentheses out, so as not to call undue attention to the glaring fact that I cannot think in complete sentences, that I think only inn short fragments, or long, run-on thought relays that the literati call stream of consciousness but I like to think of as disdain for the finality of the period). Dave is trying to decide whether he wants there to be a space before or after the ellipsis. He’s unsure. Is the ellipsis approach powerful because of what is not said after the dot dot dot, or is it a cheap excuse for not being able to verbalize? Conversely, do we parentheticals want to communicate by cramming more in, thus slapping what we’re not saying in between what we are, officially, saying? Or is it because we can’t decide?”

I’m afraid I’m a parenthetical who loves to cram stuff in, but who also loves the ellipses because I just can’t verbalize.

There was also numerous references to Columbus and his misdeeds, which is kinda weird considering I’m also reading A People’s History of the United States, and had just finished the chapter in which Zinn educates us on the bad side of Columbus. (Coincidentally, the book I read immediately before Take the Cannoli also had a Columbus bashing line. Howard Zinn would be so proud.)

I think this is the third Vowell that I’ve read (Assassination Vacation and The Partly Cloudy Patriot, which I barely remember, are the other two). I really want to read The Wordy Shipmates and Unfamiliar Fishes, although at the rate I’m going, it’ll be the next decade before I get to them.

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Albert Camus

As part of A Classics Challenge, this month we’re asked to discuss the author that we’re  currently reading. The first prompt is an overview of the author. Since I’m reading The Stranger, I present Albert Camus:

Albert Camus was born in 1913 into a Pied-Noir family, a term that refers to European colonists of French Algeria. Camus’ father died in WWI and he grew up in a poor neighborhood of Algiers with his mother. By working a series of odd jobs he was able to put himself through school at the University of Algiers. Camus went on to be a novelist, journalist, and philosopher.

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He also appears to have been a smoker.

Camus believed in absurdism, the idea that humans are caught in a constant attempt to derive meaning from a meaningless world. He was also at various times in his life, a communist, anarchist, pacifist, and defender of human rights. Despite not believing in the institution of marriage, Camus was married twice.

Camus’ novels include The Stranger (1942), The Plague (1947), and The Fall (1956). His philosophical writings include The Myth of Sisyphus (1942) and The Rebel (1951). He also wrote many plays and essays. In 1957 he won the Nobel Prize for Literature.

He died in an automobile accident in 1960.

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A People’s Readalong: week 1

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Welcome to week one of A People’s Readalong. A group of us (see the end of the post for the group, and please shout out if I’ve overlooked you) will be reading one chapter a week from Howard Zinn’s classic history book, A People’s History of the United States. We’ll be finished sometime in July. icon biggrin A Peoples Readalong: week 1

This week we’re focusing on Chapter One: Columbus, the Indians, and Human Progress. I’m going to start with an excerpt from the chapter. Please excuse the length, but I think it perfectly summarizes Zinn’s approach to history and the point of this book.

“My point is not to grieve for the victims and denounce the executioners. Those tears, that anger, cast into the past, deplete our moral energy for the present. And the lines are not always clear. In the long run, the oppressor is also a victim. In the short run (and so far, human history has consisted only of short runs), the victims, themselves desperate and tainted with the culture that oppresses them, turn on other victims.

Still, understanding the complexities, this book will be skeptical of governments, and their attempts, through politics and culture, to ensnare ordinary people in a giant web of nationhood pretending to a common interest. I will try not to overlook the cruelties that victims inflict on one another as they are jammed together in the boxcars of the system. I don’t want to romanticize them, but I do remember (in rough paraphrase) a statement I once read: ‘The cry of the poor is not always just, but if you don’t listen to it you will never know what justice is.’

I don’t want to invent victories for people’s movements. But to think that history-writing must aim simply to recapitulate the failures that dominate the past is to make historians collaborators in an endless cycle of defeat. If history is to be creative, to anticipate a possible future without denying the past, it should, I believe, emphasize new possibilites by disclosing those hidden episodes of the past when, even if in brief flashes, people showed their ability to resist, to join together, occasionally to win, I am supposing, or perhaps only hoping, that our future may be found in the past’s fugitive moments of compassion rather that in its solid centuries of warfare.

That, being as blunt as I can, is my approach to the history of the United States. The reader might as well know that before going on.”

What surprised me the most is how not angry Zinn is. For some reason, I had expected a more militant stance. And while he’s certainly not excusing anyone, Zinn is holding true to his statement that “My point is not to grieve for the victims and denounce the executioners. Those tears, that anger, cast into the past, deplete our moral energy for the present.” Once I read this I will admit to a big sigh of relief. I’m not a fan of angry history. So this attitude, combined with his very readable style, is making this book seem like less of a chore than I initially anticipated it would be.

After Zinn presents his manifesto, so to speak, the first chapter focuses on Columbus, and breaking down the myth that he’s a shining hero who discovered the New World and paved the way for Europeans to colonize the Americas. Zinn presents the history that is often overlooked…how Columbus had a callous attitude toward the natives, and how the Arawaks (and later, other tribes across the Americas) were decimated through disease, greed, aggression, and slavery. And all the while, the conquerors were claiming that it was just a necessary sacrifice for progress and civilization.

I also read the first chapter in Voices of a People’s History of the United States, which provides excerpts from primary and other sources relevant to this chapter. There are excerpts from Columbus’s diary (which is a bit of a trip, since he either refers to himself in the third person or as the Admiral…he comes across as being a bit infatuated with himself) and the diary of Bartolomé de las Casas, who gives a first hand account of some of the atrocities perpetuated against the Arawaks and other natives. There are also excerpts from a modern novel written by the Uruguayan writer Eduardo Galeano, in which he re-imagines Columbus arrival in the New World.

And if you can get your hands on a copy of the DVD, The People Speak, I really encourage you to watch it. Actors and musicians perform excerpts (of the excerpts) from Voices, Howard Zinn provides background narration, and there are hundreds of images interwoven through the presentations. It doesn’t follow the same order as the books (the Columbus chapter appears late in the DVD), but it’s fascinating to see and hear the words of Zinn and his sources brought to life. The man must have been a phenomenal teacher.

If you posted your thoughts on the first chapter, please leave a link in the comments. If not, no worries…just tell us what you thought in the comments!

Readalong Participants:

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My week in review

I had a pretty eventful week (by my standards).

Health:
Last weekend I had a sore throat, and even though I tried to ignore the fact that I was getting sick, by Monday I sounded like I was descended from frogs.

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Wednesday and Thursday I was scheduled to go out of town to a computer training for work. Of course, the cold decided to really make its presence known at that time,  and I felt like crap the entire time I was gone. So Friday I stayed home from work and went to the doctor (of course, I was feeling better by then), who said I just had the virus that is making the rounds, and it could last for up to two weeks, and to drink lots of liquids (yeah, yeah…I’ve been doing that). Luckily, I am mostly over it at this point. I think just being home and sleeping (a lot) in my own bed helped considerably. Dorothy had a most excellent point when she said “there’s no place like home.”

Also. You guys crack me up. I got so many comments on the fried eggs and toast about how yummy it looked. And I loathe fried eggs. Scrambled I can handle, but fried are just nasty.

Work:
Friday I got the very exciting news that I’ll be transferring assignments at work. This is a lateral transfer…same position, same pay, just different job duties. Way different job duties, and I’m excited to be learning something new. I’ll be designing and running statistical reports, which I know sounds god awful, but after 6 years in my current position, I’m very ready for a change. Years ago I took one of those personality inventories that tells you what you’re supposed to be, and accountant was at the top of my list, along with research librarian. I figure this is as close as I can get to that with my education (teaching…which was pretty much at the bottom of the list for my personality) and current job situation (social services…also at the bottom of the list). I actually wasn’t expecting to get the position. After I hung up from talking to personnel, I was bouncing up and down in my chair and yelling “ohmygodohmygodohmygod.” Luckily I was home alone and there was no one around to witness me squealing with joy. And since the computer training that I went to is part of the new position, I’m glad I went despite feeling like crap.

Entertainment:
Hamburger and I went to our neighbor kid’s youth league basketball game the other night. An hour and a half of free entertainment (HB even took Milk Duds along, like he was going to the movies), and boy howdy, was it ever entertaining. I wish I’d taken the camera, because the look on a third grader’s face when she shoots her very first basket in a game is priceless. As was the little fist pump and “yessssssss” that went along with it. My other favorite moment was the ref who was trying to be helpful with “Blue team, you need to get out of the key.” “Blue, get out of the key.” “Blue, get out of the key.”  At which point he gave up with the helpful hints and laid on the whistle…. “TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!” And 10 little faces stared at him with blank looks.

Also. Have you seen the new Geico commercial with Maxwell zip lining? That wheeeeeeeee…whee, whee, wheeeeeeeeeeeee cracks me up. Every time.

Books:
I spent most of the week reading A Game of Thrones, which really is as good as everyone says it is. I even watched a few clips from the HBO series, and it looks like it’s very faithful to the book. What’s cool is that most of the characters even look quite a bit like I imagined them (except for Ned and Cersei). I’m going to try to space out the books though (because 1) damn, they’re long and 2) I don’t want to burn out). But for those of you who are caught up on the series, can someone give me a yes or no answer if Jon has found out who his mother is?

After A Game of Thrones, I read Wherever Grace Is Needed (good, but forgetable) and now I’m working on Take the Cannoli, one of Sarah Vowell’s earlier works. I’m also reading A People’s History of the United States for our readalong…tomorrow I’ll be posting on the first chapter.

And that’s everything that’s happening in the world of softdrink. I know you’re excited to be all caught up.  icon razz My week in review

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Under the weather

This is my brain:

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This is my brain after spending two days in Fresno (trust me…it’s not worth visiting) at a computer training on designing queries…with a cold that has been getting worse and not better:

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Or, maybe I’m just:

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Anyhoosie. Enough with the food analogies. Great conversations and comments on the posts while I was gone! I’ll be back to reply when I’m more coherent.

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The Memory of Love

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The Memory of Love
Aminatta Forna
2010
445 pages

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This is the first book I’ve read from the newly created Shelf of Doom. And despite it’s slow start, I’m pretty happy with it.

(Except for that ending…holy crap people! The ending!!)

(And the fact that it takes a good long while before you understand that you’re in Sierra Leone…unless you just happen to read the book description.)

(And the ending. Have I mentioned the ending?!?)

So what we’ve got is a cast of intertwined characters and a reader who doesn’t really begin to understand just exactly how they’re all intertwined until about 2/3 of the way through the book.

    • Adrian is an English psychologist who has come to Sierra Leone to help out as best he can. He also falls for the mysterious Mamakay.
    • Kai is young doctor who has committed to staying in the country, despite the fact that his best friend has found a seemingly happier life in America. His also got some major sleep problems, but he won’t say exactly why. And he’s obviously still in love with the absent Nenebah, although he won’t explain her absence, either.
    • Elias Cole is dying. And he wants to tell Adrian his life story, which mostly seems to involve how, when he was a university lecturer in the 1960s, he fell in love with the beautiful Saffia, who just happened to be the wife of another man.

Between 1991 and 2002, more than 50,000 people died in the Sierra Leone Civil War. While the novel never talks about what caused the war, it does go into great detail about the casualties, both physical and emotional. Adrian is particularly interested in the post-traumatic stress and fugue states that people are experiencing as a result of the war.

Along with the stories about the civilian victims of the war, Forno explores the idea of silent collaboration. Is it worse to have actively been involved in committing atrocities of war, or to be a person who implicates others by revealing small pieces of potentially damaging information? And what does it say about a person’s character when they end up in a mental hospital as a result of the acts they committed compared to those who deny any culpability for their actions whatsoever?

There’s a lot to think about as you read through this book (not to mention that ending that I just can’t quite seem to recover from! I mean really! How could he??). I did think it was a tad too long, mostly because the story took awhile to get up to speed, but I ended up really liking it. Despite the ending.

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Library rant

I am trying very hard to turn over a new leaf and rely more on my public library.

BUT THEY ARE MAKING IT VERY HARD.

The other night I decided to see if they had a DVD and a book that I’m interested in using as supplemental material in my A People’s Readalong. I was all proud of myself for remembering to go to the library’s website and do a search, and then I was all excited because they had both items. “Sweet!” I thought, and gave myself a little pat on the back.

Because I didn’t have my library card right in front of me, I added both items to a list before I went and grabbed the card and logged in. And then I couldn’t figure out how to reserve the items off of the list. I clicked on some button that said “move” and encountered this message:

“The feature you have selected is associated with personal data in your patron account. Such data may be accessed by law enforcement personnel without your consent. Do you wish to continue?”

WTF, library?? Are you fucking kidding me?? (And how ironic is it that I’m getting that message while searching for stuff that Howard Zinn wrote.) I almost gave up in disgust, because, really, I expect more from my library. A lot more. You know, like an assurance that law enforcement better have a search warrant in hand, or something like that. That message just gives the impression that they’re in cahoots with law enforcement.

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Anyhoosie. I reminded myself that libraries can be good and I should support them and why am I even letting this bother me since I’m not up to no good (although I’m having serious reservations (about the library, not about being up to no good)). A few deep breaths later and I got my items reserved (I had to start over though, because that list thing was worthless…on top of everything else, their website sucks) only to discover that the fee to reserve a book (which I have to do because of course the branch in my own town doesn’t have the items I want) has gone up from 50 cents to $1. Per item. Which I can afford, but it’s the principal of the matter. What if I couldn’t afford it? What if I was poor and wanted to know how to build a bomb?? Would the police come knocking at my door?? Oh wait, no…they wouldn’t, because I wouldn’t be able to fucking afford the fee to get the damn book in the first place.

Umm, yeah. So I’m back to feeling pissy about our county library system. They sure know how to suck all of the joy out of finding books.

And yes, in the end I reserved the books (The People Speak and Voices of A People’s History of the United States…see, there’s no need to spy on me), but it left a very bad taste in my mouth. This is not how my 12 for 12 is supposed to be working out for me (this library thing is supposed to support my goal of buying fewer books, and it’s supposed to make me happy, dammit). It’s a very good thing I didn’t put clean up my potty mouth on that list. But I think I need to work on that yoga thing some more. Or at least start chanting “Serenity now…”

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Travel dreams…Washington DC

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As part of my 12 for 12, I’m toying (as in who knows if it’ll really happen) with the idea of visiting Washington DC this year. The only time I’ve ever visited our nation’s capitol was a rushed few days way back in 1990. I had just spent 5 months in Europe and I stopped to visit my cousin on the way home. My mom and aunt flew out from California and we spent a week in New York, which included a few days in Washington. Unfortunately, at that point I was tired of living out of a backpack and was ready to be home, so my memories are vague. I know I visited the Smithsonian, and the Vietnam Memorial, and I remember looking up at the Washington Monument, but that’s it.

So. For those of you who have either lived in the area, or spent time there, what should I see? Not so much in DC itself (unless it’s some hidden treasure that isn’t so obvious), since I can figure that out, but what else is in the neighborhood that shouldn’t be missed (like Mt. Vernon)?

Shout out your ideas!

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Let’s get this party started

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Today is the official “start reading” date for our A People’s Readalong of Howard Zinn’s  A People’s History of the United States (although we’ll be reading this puppy until July, so it’s never too late to join in). So to kick things off, I thought I’d offer up a bit of background on both the author and the book (you know, since I forgot that part when I tried to convince you all to read the book).

Howard Zinn was a historian, political scientist, and activist. As well as a fairly prolific author of history books. After serving in WWII as a bombardier (he aimed bombs from an airplane), he attended school on the GI Bill, eventually getting his doctorate in history. In 1963, Zinn was fired from his first professorial gig at Spelman College, after he was a little too much of an activist/student mentor in the Civil Rights movement (Spelman just happens to be a women’s college in Atlanta, Georgia, and evidently Zinn wasn’t doing his part to educate young ladies in a dignified manner). He subsequently was hired by Boston University, where he taught until his retirement in 1988.

Zinn believed that the history generally taught in schools was skewed, that textbooks focused on history from the perspective of those in power, as well as those who were the victors (in college, we called this history by dead white guys). To offer up alternative perspectives, Zinn wrote A People’s History of the United States, which marches chapter by chapter through American history and tells the stories of those who are commonly overlooked. The book was a finalist for the National Book Award and is now used as a supplemental text in many history classes. Zinn died a year ago this month, and you may recall that his death resulted in some renewed interest in this book.

Zinn also wrote Voices of A People’s History of the United States which contains  speeches, articles, essays, poetry and song lyrics by the people whose stories are told in A People’s History. In addition, there is also a movie version of Voices, with performances by Matt Damon, Bob Dylan, Marisa Tomei, Eddie Vedder, and Viggo Mortensen, among others. I have both of these items checked out from the library and will try to supplement my weekly readalong posts with info from both of these works.

And in case you’re wondering just what exactly is in the book, here is the Table of Contents:

  1. Columbus, The Indians, and Human Progress
  2. Drawing the Color Line
  3. Persons of Mean and Vile Condition
  4. Tyranny is Tyranny
  5. A Kind of Revolution
  6. The Intimately Oppressed
  7. As Long As Grass Grows Or Water Runs
  8. We Take Nothing by Conquest, Thank God
  9. Slavery Without Submission, Emancipation Without Freedom
  10. The Other Civil War
  11. Robber Barons And Rebels
  12. The Empire and the People
  13. The Socialist Challenge
  14. War Is the Health of the State
  15. Self-help in Hard Times
  16. A People’s War?
  17. “Or Does It Explode?”
  18. The Impossible Victory: Vietnam
  19. Surprises
  20. The Seventies: Under Control?
  21. Carter-Reagan-Bush: The Bipartisan Consensus
  22. The Unreported Resistance
  23. The Clinton Presidency and the Crisis of Democracy
  24. The Coming Revolt of the Guards
  25. The 2000 Election and the “War on Terrorism”
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