I'm quietly building a case for the importance of Hegel in an age that cares neither for him or his direct descendant, Marx. A part of the case will, one, link Hegel's concept of geist and its movement in time (world history) with the idea of the evolution of noosphere in Pierre Teilhard de Chardin's Phenomenon of Man; and, two, link Hegel's idea of absolute spirit with the ideas expressed in Alva Noë's new book Out of Our Heads: Why You Are Not Your Brain, and Other Lessons from the Biology of Consciousness—some of these ideas can be heard on the Brain Science Podcast.
Noë's project basically boils down to a liberation of the brain from the prison of Cartesian internalism. For him, the brain is seen not only as a part of the body but also a part of the outside world. The two, internal and external, can not separated. The mind is not a static container of impressions but a constant engagement with what is outside. The mind is you, your body, and world around your body.
I will go even further and say (or theorize) that any point or object outside of you is spatially oriented by mental self-projection and self-replication. A thing is out there because you are out there. You see this thing because you are where that this is. Your mind, which is the idea of your body, fills all of the space around you with copies of yourself. You are the measure of all things. What is called an out-of-body experience is in reality a malfunctioning of the normal way of seeing things in space and through experience. The inside of yourself is always outside of yourself. Hegel's absolute is this understanding.
"The power of SLOG has apparently propelled the girls to national attention on CNN," writes Slog tipper Drew.
No doubt SLOG did the trick. Couldn't be prouder. And watch this space for some exciting news about Garfunkel & Oates...
Key words: 5:30 pm, Grey Gallery, beer, Mars Hill Jesus freaks trying to save your soul.
The horror, the horror.
How could I almost forget about Slog Happy!? Seeing as how the weather is going to be amazing all week, Thursday's Slog Happy will be at King's Hardware in Ballard! (5225 Ballard Ave NW, right next to Hattie's.) They have a great patio in the back, along with Skeeball and a fantastic happy hour.
The happy hour (which goes until 7 pm) includes $5.50 sliders, $2 pints of Hamm's ($6 pitchers), and $3 wells. Yay for cheap drinks! King's also has fantastic onion rings, sweet potato fries, and a menu of various burgers including my favorite, the After School Special, which is a gooey, messy peanut butter and bacon burger. (Available with a garden patty for vegetarians like myself.)
They also have deer heads on the wall!
So to reiterate: You. Me. This Thursday. Slog Happy. 6 pm. King's Hardware in Ballard. Skeeball. Eternal love.
Photo of one of King's burgers by rockdoggydog, via Flickr.
In a post titled "Exposing an Irresponsible Anonymous Blogger," Ed Whelan, a legal conservablogger for National Review, outed a pseudonymous liberal blogger over the weekend.
Well, I’m amused to learn that I was wrong about publius’s lack of legal education. I’ve been reliably informed that publius is in fact the pseudonym of law professor John F. Blevins of the South Texas College of Law. I e-mailed Blevins to ask him to confirm or deny that he is publius, and I copied the e-mail to the separate e-mail address, under the pseudonym “Edward Winkleman,” that publius used to respond to my initial private complaints about his reckless blogging. In response, I received from “Edward Winkleman” an e-mail stating that he is “not commenting on [his] identity” and that he writes under a pseudonym “[f]or a variety of private, family, and professional reasons.”
The two writers had gone head-to-pseudonymous-head for years. Whelan's actions have set off a little storm of discussions about internet pseudonyms, and he responded to those criticisms here:
A blogger may choose to blog under a pseudonym for any of various self-serving reasons, from the compelling (e.g., genuine concerns about personal safety) to the respectable to the base. But setting aside the extraordinary circumstances in which the reason to use a pseudonym would be compelling, I don’t see why anyone else has any obligation to respect the blogger’s self-serving decision.
And here's the thing: I don't agree with Whelan's actions, but I do agree with what he has to say about obligation. It's morally sketchy to out someone like that, but you shouldn't operate under a pseudonym without being able to deal with the consequences of your actions. Blevins's fellow law bloggers are discussing the issue further here and here.
This sort of thing is something that the Seattle blogging community dealt with a while ago, of course, when right-wing blogger Stefan Sharkansky outed his waiter when she revealed that he was a bad tipper on a blog, but this sort of thing is an important discussion to reconsider from time to time.
What happens when you cut the budget for Washington's Basic Health Program—which covers nearly 100,000 working poor residents of this state—by 43 percent?
We're about to find out.
According to the Washington State Health Care Authority, which administers the program, the possible routes for getting in line with the new, $238-million-lighter budget imposed by Governor Christine Gregoire were all bad. As Steve Hill, the agency's administrator, said today in a statement:
The options included providing coverage to only the lowest income members, cutting off members based on their time with the program, or a lottery.
A lottery.
Instead, what Hill came up with is a rate increase. Currently, those who make it in to Basic Health—the waiting list is some 30,000 people long—pay a percentage of the monthly premium based on their salary. Most people in the program pay around $36 a month, with the state picking up the rest of the $245 monthly tab.
Under the strategy announced today by Health Care Authority Administrator Steve Hill, the average enrollee will pay $61.60 [per month] in 2010. The $150 annual deductible will also increase to $250 on January 1, 2010.
Hill says this was the only way to keep from "arbitrarily" removing people from the program, and that he'll try to make more room in Basic Health by removing about 5,000 people from the program who are currently covered by Medicaid (and perhaps another 3,000 people who may qualify for Medicaid).
"We are fully aware that this decision will impact many people in the program," Hill said in the statement. "Even a $17 a month increase can be tough for a family struggling to get by. But this option gives those families a choice."
That is, if they have Medicaid coverage or can afford the rate increase. If not, there's not much of a choice except to join the more than 46 million Americans who are already living without health insurance.
Photo via Creative Commons and Flickr user Frankieb.
After months of grilling candidates and holding forums, the Alki Foundation, political wing of the Greater Seattle Chamber of Commerce, has released its list of endorsements. The group chooses favorites based on candidates' understanding of how government relates to business, knowledge of local issues, and perceived competence.
• Seattle City Council, Position 2: Richard Conlin
• Seattle City Council, Position 4 (being vacated by Jan Drago): Sally Bagshaw
• Seattle City Council, Position 6 (currently Nick Licata's seat): Jessie Israel and Marty Kaplan
• Seattle City Council, Position 8 (being vacated by Richard McIver): Robert Rosencrantz and Jordan Royer
• Seattle Mayor: Jan Drago and Greg Nickels
• King County Executive: Fred Jarrett and Larry Phillips
There are no big surprises regarding who got an endorsement. For instance, Nickels and Drago, the front runners for the mayor's race, each get a medal. However, it's interesting who didn't get endorsed. City Council Member Nick Licata, who has been on the city council since the early Mesozoic Era, gets no treat from the Chamber of Commerce, but, if past elections serve as an indicator, that won't slow him from sailing to victory. Dow Constantine, running for county executive against Larry Phillips, gets no love. Susan Hutchinson (GOP), running for executive on name recognition and the blood of Christ, also goes home without a gold star.
The Alki Foundation didn't endorse in uncontested races. The group, it says, may endorse candidates for port commission, county council, tax assessor, and city attorney after the August 18 primary.
Here, to the right, is a photo of James Franco as Allen Ginsberg in the the upcoming biopic Howl.
Here, to the left, is a photo of the real Allen Ginsberg at about the time that the movie takes place. It's possible that this isn't as awful a casting decision as I originally thought.
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I have to say, this is a fucking good idea:
Corrupted-Files.com offers a service—recently noted by several academic bloggers who have expressed concern—that sells students (for only $3.95, soon to go up to $5.95) intentionally corrupted files. Why buy a corrupted file? Here's what the site says: "Step 1: After purchasing a file, rename the file e.g. Mike_Final-Paper. Step 2: E-mail the file to your professor along with your 'here's my assignment' e-mail. Step 3: It will take your professor several hours if not days to notice your file is 'unfortunately' corrupted. Use the time this website just bought you wisely and finish that paper!!!"The site promises that students can stop using "lame excuses" like the deaths of grandmothers or turning in poor work.
Via Inside Higher Ed.
By Matt Drudge, who knows you'll get what he's trying to say anyway.
The L.A. Times has a great profile of Frances Kroll Ring, F. Scott Fitzgerald's last secretary. She's 92 now, and she got the job in 1939, right after Fitzgerald saw Zelda for the last time.
Toward the end of the interview, Fitzgerald asked Ring to open a drawer in his bedroom; "Instead of shirts or underwear or whatever one might expect to find in a bureau drawer, there were gin bottles," she writes in her book.It's not clear, exactly, whether Fitzgerald was warning her about what she was getting into or letting her know what he was trying to overcome. One possibility is that it was another test, another indication of the need for discretion, of the type of closeness that working with him would require. "He told me he was going to do a novel about Hollywood," Ring says. "That was another thing: Could he trust me? Because he didn't want anyone to know what he was doing."
It's an interesting profile, and you should read it.
The Studio 360 podcast has recorded a nice, thoughtful segment about the Joe Turner controversy.
Among the didja knows: During his lifetime, August Wilson had several white directors stage his plays, including Joe Turner and his autobiographical solo show at the Seattle Rep—and that the Lincoln Center theater hasn't staged a play with an African-American director for the last 18 years.
Listen to the whole thing here:
NYT:
Republicans seized control of the New York State Senate on Monday, in a stunning and sudden reversal of fortunes for the Democratic Party, which controlled the chamber for barely five months. A raucous leadership fight erupted on the floor of the Senate around 3 p.m., with two Democrats, Pedro Espada Jr. of the Bronx and Hiram Monserrate of Queens, joining the 30 Senate Republicans in a motion that would displace Democrats as the party in control.
And it may be all our fault:
One source of contention among Democrats recently has been Mr. Smith’s support for same-sex marriage. Senator Rubén Díaz Sr., a Democrat from the Bronx, has been outspoken in his insistence that legislation allowing gay couples to marry not be allowed to come to a vote. Some had speculated he might leave the Democratic Party if Mr. Smith were to allow a vote.But Mr. Díaz did not join Mr. Espada and Mr. Monserrate in the leadership vote on Monday. It was not immediately clear whether the same-sex marriage legislation played any role in the leadership dispute.
Clearly we need to elect more and better Democrats in New York. Who's going to run against these two douchebags? Where do I send a check?
Having exhausted its coffers, a community group is asking Laurelhurst residents for $100,000 to continue its legal fight against the growth of Seattle Children's Hospital. Spokespeople for the hospital say they need to accommodate 350 more beds for sick kids over the next 20 years. But the Laurelhurst Community Club (LCC) has spent $34,900 on legal fees over the last two years attempting to scotch those plans.
"Unfortunately, the expense for our attorney and consultant have far exceeded LCC's budget, and we need to raise $100,000," LCC president Jeannie Hale writes in a letter sent to every household in Laurelhust. The letter arrived Saturday. "We need your help now to cover our costs and to get ready for the next steps," Hale says.
Contacted by phone, Hale explains that the LCC needs the money to pay off its legal debt and to continue advocating that the city restrict the hospital's expansion, but she did not know what those future steps would be. The group has argued that Children's overestimated its need for new beds and that a larger hospital would adversely impact nearby neighborhoods.
Already, the neighborhood group has delayed the hospital's plans by appealling the project. In April, City Hearing Examiner Sue Tanner—agreeing with portions of the LCC's arguments—required Children's to provide more analysis on the impacts of housing and local building regulations. "Although the process has been expensive, it has been worth it," writes Hale. She points out that LCC's lawyer "was outnumbered three to one" by the hospital's attorneys.
Hale's letter accompanied an envelope for donations and a form that suggests contributions ranging from $250 to $5,000.
Maybe so:
"Warrior Gene" Linked To Gang Membership, Weapon Use
Interestingly, "Girls with the same variant of the... gene seem resistant to its potentially violent effects..."
Yesterday, I saw two good movies. One of them will probably be back this fall, but the other is in theaters everywhere, and you should see it.
I didn't love Humpday as much as David Schmader did, but I loved it just the same. (Obviously, between Lynne Shelton's well-deserved Genius Award from last year and the film's inclusion of our Hump festival as the major plot point, there's a conflict of interest here.) The thing I most appreciated about Humpday was the quality of characterization: The relationships in the film seemed real, especially Alycia Delmore's highly appealing turn as a wife who is suddenly faced with her husband's crazy-ass, charismatic best friend.
But I felt as though Humpday's central idea—two straight dudes want to do it as part of a weird sort of artistic statement—wasn't developed as clearly as I would've liked. My spoiler-less problem with the film goes something like this: It's obvious that the two men are squicked out at the thought of sleeping together, but it doesn't really explain why in any way that felt new to me. Maybe it's just not possible to explore that sort of thing in film, and maybe any exploration of motivation would have turned the film into a giant, unappealing public service announcement. But I felt like it lacked this one vital element that would've knocked the film out of the park and made it a classic. As it was, it was simply better than 95% of all the sex comedies out there.
But then I saw Up last night, and Megan Seling is right on: I cried at the beginning, I cried at the end, and I laughed all the way through. I think it's my favorite Pixar movie, and it will last forever.
Reportedly, Hulu is going to start charging for content, at least a little bit:
Speaking last night at an Internet Week event sponsored by The Hollywood Reporter, Jonathan Miller, News Corp.'s newly-installed chief digital officer, said he envisions a future where at least some of the TV shows and movies on Hulu, the premium video site co-owned by News Corp. (NWS), NBC Universal and Disney (DIS), are available only to subscribers.
Seems like the internet is getting ready to switch back to a pay-for-play model, but I just can't see that happening anymore. How is anyone ever going to make money off this goddamned thing?

Tonight brings two events celebrating the (sometimes crazy) passions and talents of Pacific Northwesterners.
First up: American Collectors, the documentary by local filmmakers Terri Krantz and Bob Ridgley screening tonight as part of STIFF: Seattle's True Independent Film Festival.
As it says above, American Collectors is "a film about people who collect things," and despite the national scope of the title, a bunch of these film-worthy collectors come from right around here. Among the collected/hoarded objects: scary plaster bobbleheads; KISS merchandise (did you know there was a KISS kasket?); gorgeous antique purses; worthless AOL mailer CDs; art guitars; and Duran Duran memorabilia (by the one and only Durandy).
As for the film: It feels like a bit of a rough cut, or a pitch tape for what could be a great reality series, but it had more than enough substance to keep me engaged. A number of collectors are made to conduct their interviews standing outside their homes, due to collections choking every inch of inside space. My favorite "collector"—a sad-seeming nervous woman addicted to plastic jewelry from gum machines—best illustrated the fascinating and tenuous difference between collecting and obsessing: Watching her steady rhythmic twisting of the gum-machine knobs felt eerily like watching a softcore gambler zone-out in front of a slot machine.
Again, the doc's not perfect and occasionally gets repetitious (virtually every character is shown speaking about "the thrill of the hunt"), but profiling people through their objects is a great trick, especially when the objects are as odd and plentiful and occasionally gorgeous as those found in American Collectors. If this sounds like something you'd like, you're right, and you should go see it tonight at 7pm at the Central Cinema.
Meanwhile, I'll be celebrating an entirely different strain of glorious Northwest freakery at the 5th Avenue Theatre's High School Musical Awards, featuring high schools from across the state performing blowout musical numbers and competing for an array of prizes. There are few things I love more than enthusiastic teenagers doing things, and I cannot wait for tonight's show, which I've been promised will be a packed-to-the-rafters howling funhouse of high-school musicality.
Bad for you but good for the students: Tonight's High School Theater Awards is sold out, so please sate all your theater-award-ceremony-watching needs by viewing and reviewing this footage of Bret Michaels getting knocked on his ass by a descending set piece at last night's Tony Awards.
I have shitloads of writing to do. I take the train to Portland. I hole up in a cheap hotel. I write. I get a 1000 words down. I leave my hotel room. I walk to See's Candies. I buy myself two Cashew Brittles. I walk back to my hotel room. I write another 1000 words down. I leave my hotel, go back to See's, buy two more Cashew Brittles, return to hotel, write another 1000 words. That's how I've always done it.

NOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!?!?
Damn recession.
KUNG-FU cult hero David Carradine may have been killed by a secret society of martial arts assassins, his family's lawyer claims. The New York Post reports Mark Geragos suggested Carradine may have been attempting to uncover groups working in the martial-arts underworld at the time of his death.
If you're trying to figure out whether reform of America's busted healthcare system is finally, really, truly going to happen this year, this fantastic piece by Matt Bai in yesterday's New York Times Magazine is required reading.
It looks at how President Obama—between trying to achieve Middle East peace and save our floundering economy—is planning to move major healthcare reform through the labyrinth of self-interest, lingering grudges, and lobbyist influence that is Congress. It's a goal, Bai notes, "that has eluded every Democratic president since Harry Truman."
More on that later, but here's one fascinating item. While no one agrees on where, exactly, Congress is going to get the money to pay for a shiny new American healthcare system, one idea is to tax your favorite sugar-bomb soda. Or, as Bai put it:
Slap new taxes on some of the products that cause health problems in the first place, like soft drinks.
Of course, he notes, "industry lobbyists are already spending satchels of cash to head that off." But while they fight that one out, it seems worth considering what other delicious personal-health timebombs the government might want to tax, and what proven cures it might want to subsidize, in order to make healthcare reform more affordable:
What's universal healthcare worth to you?
Photo via Creative Commons and Flickr user woody1778a.
That was a depressing soccer game on Saturday night—no goals for Seattle, one goal against Seattle, good Seattle players getting ejected left and right (we're up to five red cards so far this season). The game put me in such a funk I had nothing to say about it afterwards, and reading press about it now, two days later, is putting me in a funk again.
Goal.com got inside the locker room at the Home Depot Center (in California) after Saturday's game:
The Sounders were abject. Head coach Sigi Schmid hunched in a corner muttering to technical advisers and designated player Freddie Ljungberg, refusing to look at reporters when hastily and grumpily answering questions...The players were similarly distressed. Most stared across the room stonily while dressing. The stifled silence hung in the air, as players quickly tried to shuffle out and leave the stadium.
The Olympian (bizarre extended metaphor alert):
Seattle Sounders FC seems to be following Macaulay Culkin’s career path, and that’s not a great thing.The former child star of “Home Alone” quickly grew from cute little kid that everybody loved into a less-likable adolescent who just made everybody miss the cute little kid he used to be.
Two days after the Sounders broke their five-game Major League Soccer draw streak with a 1-0 loss at Chivas USA, Northwest soccer fans may be longing for the Sounders that used to be: The ones who won. The ones who finished.
The ones, frankly, who were easier to enjoy.
Since the 3-0 start that made them the darlings of MLS, the Sounders are not only 1-3-5, but a frustrating and increasingly grumpy 1-3-5. They’ve picked up five red cards over the period. They’ve developed the unappealing habit of screaming at referees, even once play has resumed. And Fredy Montero and Freddie Ljungberg still play together as though they’ve never been introduced.
[Jumping ahead to the end.]
Not every child star becomes Macaulay Culkin. Some adapt and find the staying power of a Diane Lane, Leonardo DiCaprio or Scarlett Johansson.
Midseason is approaching, Sounders. Which is it going to be?
Tough to take, when one considers that Sounders FC held the ball for much of the game and played much better than its first showing here... Now next week Seattle must play without El Presidente and its top offensive producer of late, Nate Jaqua... This team just can't stay away from the red card — that's five this season and six suspensions — and nobody is happy about it.
Music
Here we have two totally distinct electronic musicians both working at the top of their game. The Juan MacLean's latest, The Future Will Come (DFA), expertly mixes Human League–style synth-pop (with female vocal counterpoints supplied by longtime collaborator Nancy Whang) with classic house to craft surprisingly sincere songs about robots and humans, love and heartbreak. On the Field's new one, Yesterday and Today (Kompakt), the Swedish producer expands his blissed-out, microsampled techno with increased live instrumentation (including a little drumming from Battles heavyweight John Stanier) for an album as sublime as his debut, only with more subtlety and depth. (Nectar, 412 N 36th St, 632-2020. 8 pm, $15, 21+.)
ERIC GRANDY