The Dilettante's Dilemma

First, Apologize

Posted on March 2, 2014 by hessd

I just finished spending some time with the latest New York Times/CBS poll and I have to tell you, I’m discouraged. It is not that there is not information in the poll to gladden the heart of any liberal Democrat—that’s me; I’m the liberal Democrat from central casting. It is that, in my judgment, none of that encouraging information is going to matter come November.

Here’s why I think that. I am a fan of John Gray, the author of all the Mars and Venus books. I am not a fan because I think he is right about what men and women are like. I don’t think he is right any oftener than I am, although he would make money even being wrong and I would not ,even being right. So that’s not it. I am a fan because when I do what he says to do, things work out better. I would take advice from a Ouija board if it produced the results John Gray has produced for me.

Here is today’s example. If you are in a relationship with a woman and you do something wrong, apologize. Do it right away. Why? Because, according to Gray, she is not going to hear anything you say until you apologize. To make this dilemma a little more graphic, let’s imagine that your lady is hearing impaired. She has hearing aids and her hearing is pretty good when she is wearing them, but she turned them off when you did this “wrong thing,” whatever it was, and she’s not going to turn them on until you apologize.[1] Stop and think about this for a minute. Nothing you say is going to be heard until she turns on the hearing aid and she is not going to turn on the hearing aid until you apologize.

Let me pause momentarily to assure you that I am still talking about President Obama and the troubles he has, as they showed up in the Times poll.

It will be useful here to introduce the word exculpatory. The culp- root is “blame” in Latin, so you can see that being “out of,” that’s the ex-, blame, would be what the offending man would want. There were circumstances that any fair-minded person would treat as fully exculpatory; that deserve a full and complete forgiveness. “I’m sorry I was late picking you up for the party, but I had to stop to give CPR to an accident victim on the way home. The medics said I saved the kid’s life.”

Like that one? Here’s one I am borrowing from Last Chance Harvey.[2] “I’m sorry I didn’t meet you in the marketplace at noon as I promised I would. I had a heart malfunction and the doctors at the hospital wouldn’t release me until they had ruled out any need for immediate treatment. I was a prisoner in the hospital.”

Obviously, examples of this sort could be multiplied. Will these “excuses” work? No. Why? Because they will not be heard. They will not be heard, evaluated, and dismissed as inadequate. They will not be heard at all. Why? Because you have not yet apologized, so she has not yet put in her hearing aids and nothing…Nothing…you say will matter until you have done that.

Here’s what I learned from the New York Times poll. The American people, Democrat, Republican, and Independent, care about the economy first. They are willing to hear any kind of pitch from the ruling party after the economy is taken care of. They will put in their hearing aids after the economy is taken care of. Before that, nothing you say will matter all that much.[3]

Fixing the economy is President Obama’s apology. It is what he has to do first. If he doesn’t do that—and he can’t—nothing else he says is going to be heard. Federal regulations for same sex couples? Sure, after you fix the economy. Immigration reform? Sure, after you fix the economy. Deficit reduction? Sure, after you fix the economy. More humane medical care for the most vulnerable Americans—that doesn’t mean just poor ones, by the way—is a great idea. Right after you fix the economy.

Do the American people like these ideas? Yes. According to the poll, they do. Do they agree with the Democratic ideas about policy directions at the federal level more than they agree with Republican ideas? Yes. They do. Does it matter? No. It doesn’t. Why? Because President Obama has not yet apologized and American has not yet put in her hearing aids. This picture? This is what you are looking for. It is not going to happen.

This is a fundamental critique. The standard liberal metaphor for argument in an open and democratic society is “the marketplace of ideas.” If everyone is free to choose, the best ideas will be chosen in the market.[4] This presumes that the ideas will be heard. The situation I am describing is a situation in which the only ideas that can be heard are the ones that blame me for being late (these are inculpatory arguments) or that blame President Obama for not fixing the economy.

So here’s a thought. The economy cannot be fixed. Imagine that you once had a 40 inch waist and to keep your pants up, you put the prong in the third hole. Then you screw up and are put on a turnip and water diet. When you get out, you have a 38 inch waist, so you put the prong in the fifth hole. Then you screw up again and the prong has to be put in the seventh hole to keep your pants up. A Red Cross worker discovers your plight and asks what you want him to do for you and you say that you want the prong put back in the third hole, like it was in the good old days.

That’s what Americans are asking for. It is what the party out of power tells them to ask for. It is the Republicans now, but it would be the Democrats if George Romney had won in 2012. They don’t want the punitive regime to be repealed. They don’t want to stop screwing up. They don’t want the turnips to be genetically modified so they have more protein. They want the prong put back where it was. President Obama cannot put the prong back where it was.

My view is that the economy we have now is the kind of economy we are going to have for the foreseeable future. We used to have to pay our middle class workers a living wage because if they didn’t spend all that money, we wouldn’t have a living economy. We don’t have to do that anymore. We now have a global middle class who can provide “us”—the export-centered industries at least—with a lively economy. We used to have to hire actual local humans to do things that can now be done cheaper by foreign workers and even cheaper by domestic robots and that includes a lot of jobs that used to be called “skilled jobs.” We now have “skilled robots.” Every time there is an economic downturn, no matter what the cause of it is, the American businesses adjust by retaining or re-hiring fewer workers—this is “the new normal,” they say—and recalculating the pension obligations and reducing the power of the unions.

The prong goes in the fifth hole; then into the seventh. You put that prong there yourself because that is how you manage to keep your pants on. And if your vision of the future is a world where you could put the prong back in the third hole—you aren’t regaining your old weight, you are just changing where you put the prong—then you are doomed. You need to want something else. What you really want, of course, if for “things to be the way they used to be,” and that’s perfectly understandable but you used to BE a size 40 and you are not a size 40 anymore and if my economic reasoning is any good, you will never be a size 40 again. Ever.

So think about this. You’re President Obama and you want to talk about some important things. You might want to talk about raising the minimum wage, so people can afford to buy things again. You might want to talk about penalties for companies that outsource their labor force—“shipping American jobs overseas,” is the way President Obama puts it. You might want to talk about the cost to ordinary workers of the obscene levels of executive compensation CEOs are granted. You might want to talk about the strength of labor unions as the only way to guarantee that contractual obligations will be met by employers.

Or you might want to talk about something else. You might want to talk about the deplorable state of our transportation infrastructure or the unenforced environmental regulations that result in polluted air sheds and watersheds. You might want to talk about sustainable levels of energy use and securing those levels from non-polluting sources.

And let’s say the American people agree with your positions on everything that is named in the last two paragraphs. It doesn’t matter! Why? Because the American voters have not yet put in their hearing aids. They will hear no reasons—other than your own culpability, which is assumed—why the economy is what it is and why it will continue to be that way. They will engage in no other conversations, no matter how urgent those conversations might be because they can’t hear what you are saying.

They want you to apologize first and that means fixing the economy. It means putting the prong back in hole three. We can argue about who to blame for your pants falling down later. [5] But as I am arguing the case, President Obama cannot “fix” the economy. I don’t think he could fix it if he had control of both houses of Congress although more actions would be taken. That means that the broad agreement between Americans and the Democratic positions does not matter. It means that the reasons the economy is as it is, and why it will continue to be that way, do not matter either. Nothing matters until President Obama apologizes and he is unable to do that.

That’s what I learned from the New York Times—not just the poll, but the news stories over the last several years. Is it time to reconsider cochlear implants? No? What then?

[1] Single pedants will wonder how you can apologize to a woman who can’t hear your apology. Married men, however pedantic they might be, will understand that there are lots of ways to convey that particular message

[2] A marvelous movie. The perfect vehicle for Emma Thompson and Dustin Hoffman.

[3] American politics, because it relies on competition within and between parties, is a little different from the relationship I have pictured here. In politics, you can sometimes get her to put in her hearing aids anyway if she thinks the results of refusing to put them in will be even worse. The other party, in this setting, is so disastrously bad that she might as well listen to you even if you haven’t apologized.

[4] We owe the idea to John Stuart Mill and the phrasing to Justices Oliver Wendell Holmes and then to William O. Douglas.

[5] Maybe 2016 or 2018. It will all be the Republicans’ fault by 2020 anyway.

Posted in Political Psychology, Politics | Tagged apologize, blame, economic prosperity, impoverished middle class, President Obama, the new normal | Leave a comment

Why the NCC Works

Posted on February 28, 2014 by hessd

One of the groups I belong to calls itself, modestly, the Northwest Corner Caucus (NCC). We meet at “our Starbucks” most mornings. We solve problems; we cause problems—it’s your ordinary group of guys (mostly) sitting around with too much caffeine. I thought for a while that we might get T-shirts made, but it seemed a comedown when we already have…you know…a starship. I had to sort through a lot of pictures to get one where the NCC, the Northwest Corner Caucus, was that clear.[1] Of course, we don’t meet here, but I am sure there is a Starbucks on board somewhere. I would guess…near the transporter room.

While there isn’t anything like a “membership,” there are people who make the kind of contribution to the group that is so substantial that there wouldn’t really be a group without that person. The person who fits that description is named Bob.

Bob made a comment some months ago that made a lot of things clear to me. He said, “You know why I like these discussions? It’s because there is no ego involved.” It isn’t exactly true in the most general sense, but the comment had a context and in that context, I knew exactly what he meant and I knew he was right. He meant that we, those of us who gather in that corner, argue like colleagues, like fellow craftsmen. He meant that the quality of the argument was our joint project and that when we did our work well, we both took pride in it. When we didn’t, we were disappointed in our work. He meant that no one ever “won.”

That particular comment came after we had spent half an hour, maybe 45 minutes, working on the question of whether God, who put limits on His power for the purpose of covenanting with human beings, should still be called “omnipotent.”[2] Bob’s view of God doesn’t incline him to either view or, quite frankly, to care. My view of God makes the question more interesting, but I don’t actually care one way or the other about the answer. We both grew up in very conservative religious settings—it was one of the first common backgrounds we discovered about ourselves—and we knew this was the kind of question that split churches and divided families. Not us.

Sometime in the minute after Bob said our discussions were not ego-driven, he said the same thing in another way. “There isn’t any counting coup,” he said. And again, he was right. Particularly with religious questions, people with our upbringing are taught that taking a piece out of your opponent—showing that you could demolish his argument, and then not doing it—was the right way to do it. It was a blow for Truth, if not for Freedom.

The arguments do get heated sometimes in our little corner, the membership in the group changes morning by morning[3] and Bob and I remember that “counting coup” is not part of what we are doing here and together, we steer the discussion in some other direction.

Bob was on the streets, finding a way to take care of himself, by the time he was 12. It is entirely improbable that since then, he has directed plays and represented unions and has run the conciliation service of the State of Oregon. It isn’t very likely, but it has the merit of being true. Here is what seems more remarkable than that. Here he is in a comfortable suburban Starbucks trading stories, jokes, and observations with people who had a lot of social advantages he didn’t have and never once, in my hearing, playing the “poor kid” card.[4] The pressure must be nearly intolerable. Bob’s way of arguing is to point to better available arguments or unacceptable consequences of pursuing the current argument or by telling a story about a friend of his—probably, he himself was “the friend”—who had an experience very much like that. Nothing remotely like, “if you had grown up on the streets like I did, you would know how much better my argument is than yours.” I say the man’s a hero.

There’s a rhythm that goes with talking with Bob. I’ve liked this style of conversation for a long time and just within the last few months, I heard a name for it. It’s called “back-channel communication.” Back-channel communication refers to all the small sounds or remarks or facial expressions that indicate agreement with the speaker or that offer recognition, at least, that it is this speaker’s turn to speak. When I’m holding forth, Bob can say something as long as “I saw a movie that made that exact point last week,” without ever giving me the impression that he is pushing me to finish my turn so he can have one. Here’s how that works.

Because I know he isn’t trying to shorten my turn, I hear what he says without being anxious about it. If I take a breath while he’s saying that, it’s a short breath because I know I am still “on.” I recognize his contribution and continue my turn—very likely I continue that same sentence. Having made his comment, Bob relaxes and continues to invest himself in what I am saying. And because both of us treat “back-channel communication” from either of us in the same way, there is a notable and satisfying rhythm to our exchanges.

If that sounds unfamiliar, let me contrast it with something that will sound more familiar. You start to agree with a speaker or note the value of what he is saying, and he raises his voice to cover up what you are saying. He leans forward. The shoulders go up a little. The speed of delivery increases. This guy has reacted like you tried to board his ship and he is engaged in repelling the attack. That means I don’t relax. It means I don’t reinvest in his turn. It means our rhythm is shot to hell and the heat of the discussion has just risen with no corresponding increase in light. It’s sad, really, but it isn’t uncommon.

But it doesn’t happen all that much in our corner.

Bob has probably had more different kinds of experiences than anyone else at the table. He might very well have read more books than anyone else at the table and seen more movies and managed more different kinds of construction projects. But that diversity shows up in the range of people and of conversations he is interested in. It doesn’t show up by his playing a trump on top of anyone else’s four of spades.

This particular corner of this particular Starbucks brightens the mornings of a lot of people. Some of these people—I am one—don’t always have good nights and the time when the Starbucks opens and the Caucus convenes, is a time to look forward to. I’ve seen other groups that were more or less like this. They don’t last all that long, as a rule. Somebody moves; somebody dies; an interpersonal grievance is sustained and not redeemed. Something. And since it might not last, I’m going to enjoy every moment of it.

[1] I have begun to build a back-story for us. According to his version, we met first on January 7, of 2001. The Star Trek people were so jazzed about the beginning of the group that they put our first meeting date on the Enterprise as 1701, but which, in a clearer numbering system, would be 1/7/01. This is in the long tradition of the Pogo comics where Walt Kelly, who drew and wrote the strip, would put the name of friends and acquaintances on the side of the barge.

[2] I know that seems abstruse, but it is a common kind of argument. Does a worker who can hardly see at all without his glasses, but who sees well enough to do the job when he is wearing glasses, have a “handicap?” You can see both arguments at a glance. The difference between one and the other is millions of dollars.

[3] You don’t have to do anything to be a “member” except just sit there and listen to the discussion.

[4] Try to imagine that. It’s like being the only black guy in the group and not claiming moral superiority because you are an oppressed minority. It’s like being the only woman in the group and not claiming superiority because you see things in a more human way. It’s like being the only Asian in the group and not gaining a step on an adversary by accusing him of “Western-style linear thinking.”

Posted in Living My Life, sociability | Tagged colleagueship, conversation, friendship, Starbucks, the craft of argument | Leave a comment

“Should Obesity be a ‘Disease’?”

Posted on February 24, 2014 by hessd

“Should Obesity be a ‘Disease’?”

That’s the headline on a piece in the New York Times by Crystal Hoyt and Jeni Burnett, both of the University of Richmond. It irked me a little and I had to stop and remember that you can write as cogent a piece as you want and the headline writers will still do their work on it before it sees the light of day. You can see the piece here . Crystal and Jeni, (left and right, respectively) I apologize for my hasty and blaming thoughts.

Or, maybe I don’t apologize. I do have, after all, a personality disorder[1] and that’s probably why I responded with anger. It isn’t my fault, really. And why should I change if it isn’t my fault to begin with.

And there you have it.

The headline is silly. Either it is a disease or it isn’t. That’s why they put “disease” in quotation marks. With the quotes, it reads, “Should obesity be called a disease or should it not?” That isn’t silly. It does force us into some difficult decisions, however and that’s why I prefer the language of “making” problems to “identifying” problems or even “formulating” problems. There seems to be a lingering sense that if I “made” the problem, I could have made it differently and that lingering sense is the payoff. It’s what you get for being careful about saying that a problem “really is there” or not.

What problem shall we make about the name we shall give to a “multi-metabolic and hormonal disease state?”[2] That is, in fact, what the American Medical Association proposes that we call it. The AMA wants to call the natural effects of persistent overeating, a “disease.”[3] Here is the way that problem would go using my own format for public problems. Point 1: Obesity should be called a disease, but Point 2, it is not (currently) called that, because, Point 3, people prefer to call it a moral lapse so they can condemn those who have lapsed.

But, the thing about problems is that if you make ‘em, you can make ‘em any way you want. How about this one? Point 1: Obesity should be called a disease, but Point 2: it is not (currently) called that, because, Point 3: consumers are fed up with the AMA inventing diseases and making money from them.

These two formulations suggest topics for our conversation. We could talk about the natural predisposition of people to criticize others. As Lord Finkle-McGraw says, in one of my favorite books, “people are naturally censorious,” and they will find things to disapprove of, no matter what.[4] We could talk about that. Or we could talk about the persistent medicalization of persons, personalities, and social traits—every one of which turns something into a “disorder” that you can pay someone to treat. You get your choice of conversations, but your choice is based on what you want to talk about, not about “what the problem is.” And there is no way to talk about what the problem “really is” once you understand that you are free to make them yourself.

Authors Crystal Hoyt and Jeni Burnett did an interesting study about the effects of considering obesity as a disease. They found three clear effects. First, reading about the AMA’s decision to rename obesity “increased body satisfaction among obese individuals.” Second, it undermined the importance these individuals placed on health-focused dieting. Third, it led these obese individuals to make higher calorie food choices.

If you want to have a conversation about the effects of using MMHDS, you put the shaming response on the one side and the three behaviors listed above on the other side. Then you say, “Is this a good idea?” You could have that same conversation about cigarette smoking if you wanted. You could call persistent smoking a Nicotine Affiliation Syndrome. NAS, I suppose. I am quite sure that you would discover that it reduced feelings of self-blame among smokers; that it undermined the importance of quitting smoking, and that it led them to smoke more. That brings us back to “Is this a good idea?”

It is easy to say nasty things about people who say nasty things about people who are overweight. If you would like to bathe in this solution, I recommend the International Size Acceptance Association. You can find them at www.size-acceptance.org, but you will not find there any interest in reducing the public and private expenditures associated with obesity.

It is easy to say nasty things about people who are overweight on the grounds that they are costing themselves and their families and their insurance companies (and therefore, us) and the government (and therefore, again, us). What you really need to ask is whether saying official nasty things (hiring criteria that come perilously close to job discrimination) or unofficial nasty things (Who has to sit with the wubba in the cafeteria, today?) about obese people is going to help.

Here’s what would help.

1. Recognize that there is no single cause of obesity. If you are going to deal with the obesity of five people whose obesity is caused by five different things, you are going to have to come up with five different solutions.

2. Some of those causes will require that the person suffering from MMHDS take responsibility for his or her actions and begin taking action to remedy them. These people will not be aided in this project by being routinely disparaged by others.

3. Most of the causes are going to require infrastructure change. It’s going to be immediately expensive. The argument that it will save money in the long run is ordinarily resisted by people who run for office in the short run. I therefore recommend that the task be given to a faceless bureaucracy with a lot of money and ready access to jackbooted thugs.[5]

4. Healthful, nourishing food needs to be cheap and plentiful and the places where you can buy this food need to be accessible to poor people. Stores that provide this food will not make a profit for pretty much the same reasons that the U. S. Postal Service doesn’t make a profit, and will need regular government support. Any questions about this predisposition to help the poor should be addressed by this graph.

5. Safe places to exercise, including safe places to commute to work on foot or by bicycle, will need to be provided. It will cost a lot of money, not only to provide the facilities, but to make them safe to use. Exercise programs need to be built into schools and the information that says how bodies work and why this is important needs to be a part of the program.

6. A fundamental distinction needs to be made between whether your body is fit and healthy and whether it is attractive. People on my side of this issue often make nasty remarks here about looking like models. Models come in weight classes, like wrestlers. I don’t see why we need to disparage what they do in order to make the point that obesity is a public health problem and not having the currently fashionable dimensions—which, by the way, I have never had in all my life as an athlete—is not a public health problem and is, in fact, none of anyone’s business.

Those are six really spendy solutions. You tell me which of them we can do without and I’ll eliminate it. Just one thing. Be sure that getting me to accept your suggestion is not going to raise your insurance rates and your taxes. Just a thought.

[1] We’re going to be considering the effects of naming, today, and I want to pause long enough to ask what an “ordered personality” would look like. That’s short for “properly ordered,” I’m sure, but even that requires a standard that defies consensus. We appear to be able to agree on “disordered” if it is unusual and we don’t like it.

[2] In time, that will surely become MMHDS and if they adapt it for TV commercials, they could have it pronounced “MEDS.”

[3] The metabolic processes underlying this effect were once a significant evolutionary advantage for our species. In our rush to condemn its effect in modern life, we ought to remember that.

[4] The Diamond Age. Equity Lord Chung-sik Finkle-McGraw in one of author Neal Stephenson’s lasting achievements.

[5] The thugs are not for the people who need to lose weight. They are for the governments, the insurance companies, and the food wholesalers who are reluctant to do what they have been given federal funds to do.

Posted in Political Psychology, Politics, Sustainability | Tagged medicalization, moralization, obesity, public health, self-blame, social discrimination | 4 Comments

The One Way to Save Obamacare

Posted on February 19, 2014 by hessd

I spent some years of my life being paid to give political advice. My advice, like nearly everyone else’s, was accepted some times and not others; when it was accepted, it was successful some times and not others. And when they stopped paying me, I stopped giving advice.

Today, however, as I contemplate the possible loss of the U. S. Senate to Republican control, I feel the need to give some advice. Michael, Harry, and Barack…listen up!

You know who Barack is, of course. I think he ought to be concerned because his legacy is at stake. He wanted his legacy to be the achievement of a new and glorious era of nonpartisan or bipartisan or post-partisan political cooperation. We all know that didn’t happen and some of us feel it could not have happened. Even as a hope, it was unrealistic. Of course, electing a young and little-known black man to the presidency of the United States didn’t seem all that realistic either, at the beginning, so I think we can all be forgiven for hoping too much.

Still, when the Republicans made the decision that utter intransigence was their ticket back to power, that dream died quickly. I don’t claim that Sen. McConnell, of Kentucky, was a large part of that Republican intransigence, but it is his expression of it that I remember best. Sen. McConnell, the top Republican in the Senate, said that his number one legislative priority was to insure that Barack Obama was a one-term president. That was what he wanted to do as a Senator!

President Obama persisted and with some dazzling cooperation from Speaker of the House, Nancy Pelosi, and President of the Senate, Harry Reid, the Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act was passed: Obamacare. That is his legacy issue. And why is control of the Senate such a fraught issue? Because without it, President Obama is all that stands in the way of a full roll-back of the greatest contribution he has made to his country. Nobody thinks the House of Representatives is going to pick up enough Democrats to regain majority control. That would require that the current 207 Democratic members of the House are all re-elected and that ten more Democrats be added—all this in an off-year election when the party holding the White House ordinarily loses seats.

That brings us to the U. S. Senate, which brings us to Harry Reid, the President of the Senate. If he wants to continue to be President of the Senate, he needs to get the votes of 51 senators—one of them could be Vice President Joe Biden if the Senate divided 50/50, but no one wants that. We are going to do some seat counting now and when you do that, you have to trust someone. I’m putting my money on Larry Sabato. You can find him at www.centerforpolitics.org and see his “Crystal Ball” for yourself. According to Sabato, Republicans currently “have” 49 seats, if you count as “Republican” all the states that are safely R, that are “likely R” and that “lean R.” The Democrats currently “have” 48 seats if you count all the states that are safely D, that are “likely D,” and that “lean D.” The remaining three are called “toss-up” states[1]. If the Democrats win all three, Harry Reid gets to continue to be President of the Senate.

And whose job is it to deliver those three seats to Democratic control? Michael Bennett of Colorado. Sen. Bennett is Chair of the DSCC—the Democratic Senatorial Campaign Committee. He takes over from Patty Murray of Washington, who dumbfounded observers by keeping the Senate Democratic during her year as Chair of the DSCC in 2012. It is his job to elect Democratic Senators to those three states. The three states are Alaska, Louisiana, and North Carolina. They are the “toss-up” states this year.

So here’s my advice to Barack, Harry, and Michael. This is, contrary to my history, unsolicited and uncompensated advice. Flood those states with recipients of Obamacare. Establish special phone lines. Send volunteers to their doors. Give them a ride to the offices where they may sign up in person. Turn the justly famous “Obama ground game” loose on people who could, if the Democrats keep their eye on the ball, be enthusiastic Obamacare supporters by November 4.

Why?

There are lots of ways to turn out voters. The urban machine bosses paid them; politically oriented churches have demanded it as “an act of faith;” districts got new construction projects to pave the way.[2] But there is only one way to get a Democratic victory in those three states in a way that ensures Obama’s legacy and that is to make Obamacare the issue and win on that issue. That’s what I want the Obama ground game for. I want the Republican candidates in those three states—and let’s toss in Montana, South Dakota, Arkansas, and West Virginia, who are poised to move from the Democratic column to the Republican column in November—to face voters who have just been given a priceless gift and I want the Republican candidates to campaign on taking it away from them. The general campaign is already nasty, as you see here, but I want particular candidates to have to say this.

Here’s why I like that strategy. Americans have never been united behind any health care plan at all. The support for “a health care reform” is high, but for any particular one, low. A Gallup poll on February 4, showed 51% of Americans opposed to Obamacare and 41% in favor. Put that division on one side. On the other side, put the conservative battle cry that the government keep their hands off my Medicare. Hello? “Government Medicare” is the only Medicare there is. Once voters take a kind of government program to be part of their lives—it is now “my program,” the program I am entitled to—they resist having it taken away from them. That’s the heart of this strategy. Change the question from “Is Obamacare a good thing?” to “Are you going to allow the Republicans to take away your healthcare services?”

I want every Republican candidate in these seven states—the three toss-ups and the four “trending Republican—to face audiences full of people who now have healthcare benefits they never had before and I want them to have to argue, “If you elect me, I will vote to take those benefits away from you.” Similarly, I want every Democratic candidate to have to argue that Obamacare will be safe if you elect enough Democrats. The fact is that in some states, Arkansas and Louisiana, for instance, the Democratic candidate might be tempted to run against Obamacare on the grounds that it is not currently popular among the voters of that state. Filling the audiences with recent recipients of Obamacare will be a useful corrective to that tendency to stray.

And finally, this legislative strategy united Barack, Harry, and Michael. Michael and Harry might want a Democratic majority in the Senate however it might be achieved. Anti-Obamacare Democrats in conservative states and pro-Obamacare Democrats in liberal states would be the same thing for them. It would not be the same for President Obama. He needs for the election to be about Obamacare and he needs a Democratic majority in the Senate that will support, clarify, and extend the measure. So a strategy like mine united Barack, Harry, and Michael and I am arguing that is a good thing.

I’m not a big fan of Obamacare myself and if there were other options, I am sure President Obama would say the same. There were a lot of things he wanted that didn’t make it into the law. On the other hand, if it is accepted by more and more Americans, it can be made a better law over time. A defeat of Obamacare—and that is what a Republican Congress, Senate and House, would mean—would be catastrophically bad.

So, guys, here’s my advice. It is worth every penny you paid for it.

[1] In the House, of course, they are called “toss-up districts.”

[2] There are ways to shape the electorate by making it easier for some to vote and harder for others, of course.

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On Having a Miserable Job

Posted on February 15, 2014 by hessd

Isn’t it just amazing what we learn to be satisfied with?

We think, sometimes, that living the way we do is inevitable.[1] Or we think that doing what we would have to do to live otherwise would be wrong or just that it would be too much work. But however it might be explained, you know a lot of people live in situations that could be a great deal better if they would choose to make them better.

I have an example, as you probably expected. This is from a book called Three Signs of a Miserable Job.[2] My son, Dan, recommended it to me and then it turned out that I liked it even more than he did; or at least for different reasons. The story is told by a man who has substantial skills as a manager—big time, small time; it doesn’t seem to matter—and who applies these skills to a run-down Italian restaurant in Nevada. This guy doesn’t look all that miserable, but pictures of drive through windows aren’t all that easy to find.

“Brian” is the character representing the management perspective of author, Patrick Lencioni. This is a very brightly told tale and I was reading along, enjoying it without paying a great deal of attention, until I came to this passage:

Brian is meeting with the staff, preparing to begin the magic overhaul. He says, “I’m here to tell you that my job is to get you to like your jobs; to look forward to coming to work.” Harrison, one of the employees, says, “Is there something in it for us?”

Does that strike you as odd? I think I would have puzzled about it for a while. Very likely, I would have dumped it all over the Northwest Corner Caucus at Starbucks the next few mornings. Brian was outraged!

How about not being miserable? How about making your life a little better and having pride in your work? Don’t you think that would be a good thing for you and your family and friends? Or do you enjoy having the life sucked out of you every time you put on that damn Gene and Joe’s T-shirt?

That’s the passage that woke me up. All these guys hate coming to work. They hate working here. Spending every day doing something they don’t like rather than doing something else or doing it in a way they would enjoy more, doesn’t seem to occur to them. Now let’s back up a little.

Brian asked them at the first staff meeting

“How many people here get excited about coming to work? How many of you are in a really good mood when you’re driving here?”

Patty said, “Well, I’ve got three little kids at home, so I’m just excited to get out of the house. But I’d rather not be coming here.”

And Carl added, “I actually get kind of depressed when I wake up on Thursday mornings, because I know that I’m going to be here a lot for the rest of the week.”

The job is bad. It is depressing. But it is the way it is. Nothing about it suggests that it could or should be otherwise. And in this story, it never occurs to anyone that it could be otherwise.

Brian got to wondering how people with this attitude came to work at Gene and Joe’s, so he put the question to Joe, the owner.

“So turnover’s a problem,” asked Brian. Joe nodded in exasperation.

“Why do you think?”

“Heck if I know. Most of these people aren’t exactly go-getters, if you know what I mean.”

Joe constructs the problem so that is flows naturally from the character of the employees. To me, that puts Joe in the same category as Patty and Carl. Here’s a really bad restaurant run by people who don’t want to be there and run by an owner who thinks it is the character of the people he hires that best explains why the place is so depression. It is also, by the way, not making any money.

The piece of Patrick Lencioni’s tale that so grabbed my attention is that the idea of having a meaningful job had to be sold to the restaurant workers. Brian said, for all practical purposes, I can make your jobs meaningful and engaging and the employees replied, for all practical purposes, why would we want that? Or maybe, we don’t believe you. Or maybe, we don’t know how to do that anymore. Or maybe, but all our friends have jobs like this one and they aren’t complaining.

I tell you what it did remind me of, though. In Martin E. P. Seligman’s work on “learned helplessness,” he dealt with dogs that had learned that there was nothing to be done. In all fairness, it is true that the dogs were exposed to electric shocks while being leashed on the shocking end of the cage. That’s how they learned that nothing could be done. Then Seligman and his associates took the leash off. Nothing happened. The dogs lay on the floor and accepted the shocks because they were knowledgeable dogs; they were experienced dogs; their experience had taught them that nothing could be done.

That puts the dogs at the same place the restaurant workers are when Brian says, “I’m here to tell you that my job is to get you to like your jobs; to look forward to coming to work.” The good news for the dogs is that they could be retrained—it takes a long long time—so that when the light comes on indicating that the shock is near, they take off for the non-shocking end of the cage. The good news for the employees at Gene and Joe’s Italian Food is that Brian persuades them to try the new system and it brings them to life.

My great hope is that if I ever get stuck presupposing the meaninglessness of what I am doing and assenting to it, that I will be jarred awake by remembering that it really doesn’t have to be that way.

And while I’m at it, I hope that for you, too.

[1] Words are just so much fun. Back behind inevitable—way, way back behind it—is a verb “to evite,” which means “to shun.” I strongly suspect that the people who took the e- from electronic and the vite- from invitation to create evite either didn’t know the earlier word or just didn’t care. I am more likely to get an evite to a large gathering than I am to be invited by email or phone.

[2] It was written by Patrick Lencioni, who subtitled it, “A Fable for Managers (and their employees)” Lencioni is president of The Table Group, a management consulting firm specializing in “organizational health.” His part in the story is played by “Brian.”

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Orthopathy. Really.

Posted on February 11, 2014 by hessd

On November 16, 2008, Jason Walter, a first year student at the Institute of Reformed Baptist Studies, led a discussion on Louis Berkhof’s Summary of Christian Doctrine. I had never heard of Jason or of the Institute of Reformed Baptist Studies, but I claim him as a colleague today because he has stumbled over the want of a word and has regained his balance by inventing one. My kind of guy.

The following note was written by “admin,” it says on the site. It gives two looks at what the term orthopathy might mean. Here’s admin:

Jason did not claim to have coined the term, but his use of it was especially appropriate. Curious of its origin, I checked the Oxford English Dictionary and did not find it…Maybe we need to begin to employ the term so that it will become a part of theological discourse

Sadly, it also seems to be a term used by Quacks to describe a kind of natural hygiene therapy. If you’re interested, just Google the term and look at the results. I don’t know if this use of the word would argue against a theological use–I wouldn’t want to give the idea that we support quackery!

When I googled the word,[1] having failed to find it in the OED, I found this:

Another word for Natural Hygiene is orthopathy. Dr Herbert Shelton, who wrote several books on orthopathy, says: “orthopathy comes from the Greek, Orthos, erect, regular, right, correct; and Pathos, to suffer. The word means Right or Correct Suffering, and is intended to convey the thought that when one is sick, his condition is governed by law as truly as when he is well.

I am certain that Dr. Shelton is the “quack” that admin was concerned about. I don’t care all that much about Dr. Shelton’s alleged quackery, but I really don’t think he has the right to steer perfectly common Greek words into his own private field. I’m really more on Jason Walter’s side of this one.

The Greek prefix ortho-, for instance, is pretty common. It doesn’t just mean “straight,” the way an orthodontist would mean it. It also means straight as in “going straight,” which is the way criminals used to describe their aspirations for a life after crime. Or, as the OED says, it is used, sometimes, “in the ethical sense of ‘right, correct, proper’,” which is the use Jason and I have in mind.

Similarly the Greek pathetikos means “sensitive.” It does derive, I don’t deny it, from pathos, which means “suffering,” but etymology is just where you came from and lots of words, especially English words, have emigrated to other lands entirely. The OED defines pathetic as “producing a stirring effect upon the emotions; exciting the passions or affectations; moving, stirring, affecting.” And then, even better, “in modern use: affecting tender emotions; exciting a feeling of pity, sympathy, or sadness, full of pathos.”

I think a perfectly plausible and fully usable meaning of orthopathy would be, “having the right feelings,” and that is the way I want to use it. There are two ways of defining just what feelings are “the right feelings,” but I’m going to turn that job over the Berkeley sociologist Arlie Russell Hochschild, author, most notably, of The Managed Heart. The job left for me to do is to say how I want to use it and to reaffirm my appreciation of Jason Walter.

If orthopathy meant what Jason and I want it to mean, it would mean “having the right emotions.” I came to it by noticing the abyss between orthodoxy—having the right beliefs—and orthopraxy—taking the right actions.[2] If you will set aside for the moment any question of just what “the right things” are, it will make sense that a person believes that certain things are true and has the emotions that his culture thinks ought to be associated with those beliefs, and that he does the things that those beliefs and those feelings impel him to do.

The ideal of personhood in the First Century C.E. was very integrated. Persons were thinking-feeling-acting beings. If you believed something, according to this notion, you acted in accordance with what you believed. If you didn’t act the belief out, you probably didn’t have it. Here’s a passage from James 2: that has always made me chuckle.

19You believe in the one God—that is creditable enough, but even the demons have the same belief, and they tremble with fear. 20Fool! Would you not like to know that faith without deeds is useless?

“Orthodoxy without orthopraxy?” says James. Are you nuts? The demons are perfectly orthodox and believing what they believe will do you just as much good as it does them unless you join it to the properly entailed practices. Orthodoxy flows naturally, James thinks, into compassion, generosity, and social action.

Somewhere during and after the Enlightenment, we took those apart so we could study them separately. It should not surprise you, for instance, to learn that there are sub-disciplines of sociology called: sociology of the emotions, cognitive sociology, and practical sociology. But the scientific study of human beings has moved, lately, in the direction of fitting them back together. We study and write about the effect of behaviors on emotions and cogitions; the effects of emotions on behaviors and cognitions; and the effects of cognitions on emotions and behaviors.

It’s like a family reunion. Welcome home, everybody.

Arlie Russell Hochschild is the writer I have trusted most about how emotions are socially managed. Her book, The Managed Heart was an in-depth study of Delta Airlines flight attendants—people who smile for a living. Tucked into that book was a chapter on “repo men,” who take back from people goods they are using, but have not paid for.[3] These are men who are required to scowl for a living. The materials I am dealing with today come from “Two Ways to See Love,” Chapter 6 of Hochschild’s The Commercialization of Intimate Life: Notes from Home and Work.

She begins by postulating that for every cultural setting, there is a set of understandings that might be called “an emotional dictionary.” Here’s what she says about it. She cites a distressed bride whom she interviewed for The Managed Heart as saying, “This is supposed to be the happiest day of my life…” Then she says:

The sociologist is not focusing on emotion, per se, injury or repair, but on the cultural and social context of individuals, healthy and injured alike. Part of that context is a culture of emotion. What did the bride expect or hope to feel before she felt what she felt? She tells us, “I wanted to be so happy on our wedding day. This is supposed to be the happiest day of one’s life.”

To expect or hope to feel a certain feeling, the bride had to have a prior idea about what feelings are feelable. She had to rely on a prior notion of what feelings were “on the cultural shelf,” pre-acknowledged, pre-named, pre-articulated, culturally available to be felt. We can say that our bride intuitively matches her feeling to a nearest feeling in a collectively shared emotional dictionary.[4]

It isn’t just a dictionary though, according to Hochschild. It is also a kind of Bible.

“…what does the bride believe she should feel? She is matching her experience not only to a dictionary but to a bible. Our bride has ideals about when to feel excited, central, enhanced, and when not to. She has ideas about whom she should love and whom not, and about how deeply and in what ways she should love…Does love loom larger for our bride than it does for her groom? Or does she now try to make love a smaller part of her life, as men in her culture have tried to do in the past? What are the new feeling rules about the place of love in a woman’s life?

Orthopathy, in the dictionary metaphor, is a set of “right feelings” based on the feelings that are available in her culture—the ones everyone knows about; the ones she could talk about to her friends. Orthopathy is also, in the Bible metaphor, a set of “right feelings” based on what she things she personally ought to feel, or that a woman in her situation ought to feel. This isn’t just choosing from the buffet of possible emotions, which is what her society gives her; it is also matching how she does feel to how she thinks she ought to feel.

So I come to orthopathy not so much to spite Dr. Shelton—you remember, the quack?—as to address the logical void between orthodoxy and orthopraxy. Jason and I hope you will find this reason compelling.

[1] Many years before admin did, I will say.

[2] Both of which actually are in the OED, in case you were wondering.

[3] Leading to one of my favorite jokes. Question: What happens when you fall behind in your payments to the exorcist? Answer: You get repossessed.

[4] Or, as Sheryl Sandberg, of Lean In fame, said in today’s New York Times, “you can’t be what you can’t see,”

Posted in Love and Marriage, Theology, ways of knowing, Words | Tagged Arlie Russell Hochschild, happy bride, orthodoxy, orthopathy, orthopraxy, sociology of emotions | Leave a comment

Robert Dahl, R.I.P

Posted on February 10, 2014 by hessd

Robert Dahl died this week at the age of 98. The man loomed over political theory before, during, and after my years as a political scientist. When I began reading political science, Who Governs? Democracy and Power in an American City was the book to cope with. When I was teaching undergraduates in the tumultuous 1970s, it was After the Revolution? Authority in a Good Society. In 2007, long after I had retired, he wrote On Political Equality, which I will need to read now because it turns out that at the end of his life, he was writing about things I still care about.

I always liked Robert Dahl. He approached his work the way a craftsman does. He seemed always to be drawing on a considerable breadth of social experience. I never read a line until today about how many different things he had done, but now that I know about some of them, I can imagine it was those experiences that kept him from formulating narrow brittle questions, the way so many of his colleagues did. The obituary in the New York Times (here) says that he “worked on the railroad and as a longshoreman during the summers and became a socialist and union advocate. The experience helped inspire him to study the effects of political power on average people.”

It also says that “after earning his Ph.D., he worked for the Agriculture Department and two agencies handling wartime industrial production. He then relinquished his draft deferment and joined the Army as an infantryman. He fought in Europe and earned the Bronze Star with oak cluster. After the war ended, he was assigned to an Army unit charged with “de-Nazifying” the German banking system.”

Railroad worker, longshoreman, socialist, union advocate, bureaucrat, infantryman, international bank reformer. Yeah, I can see why the way he formulated questions never seemed narrow and brittle.

The Political Science Department at the University of Oregon was politically radical when I was there. Joe Allman, my dissertation adviser used to say that he used to be liberal and then the cops beat him up at the Democratic convention in Chicago in 1968 and that helped him reconsider whether liberalism was really going to do the job. Dan Goldrich, with whom I worked closely during my time at Oregon, was so unimpressed by Dahl’s best known work—Who Governs?—that he and two colleagues spent quite a few years and burned through several cohorts of grad students writing an alternative methodology called The Rulers and the Ruled: Political Power and Impotence in American Communities.[1] Not surprisingly, it came to different conclusions as well.

Saying nasty things about Robert Dahl was one of the major activities of graduate students during the time I was there. I never objected to critiques of his methodology or to differences with his conclusions, but during my years at Oregon, I heard his word referred to as “political pornography.” It was the 1970s and a lot of intemperate things were being said, but that one always seemed to me out of bounds.

After the Revolution? For some reason it made my students at Westminster College angry too. Actually, I think he was trying to make students angry with that one. Dahl disposed of the revolution that was being called for during that decade—this was the “bring the mother down” revolution[2]—by beginning his book with the premise that the revolution was over and that it had succeeded in a thorough and orderly transfer of power. “Now what?” he asked. It turns out that “Now what?” was not a question being asked by the radicals, many of them students, who were active in “the movement.” Dahl’s point was that all the difficulties of maintaining an open polyarchy (his term for a government of overlapping and distinct elites) would be in your in-box on the first work day after the revolution and that some thought needed to be given to how to proceed. As I said, it made students angry, but I think he really wanted it to.

I don’t know anything Amazon doesn’t know about his recent work, except that I am going to buy it and read it. Here’s what a reviewer says about it:

“In conclusion, Dahl assesses the contemporary political landscape in the United States. He looks at the likelihood of political inequality increasing, and poses one scenario in which Americans grow more unequal in their influence over their government. The counter scenario foresees a cultural shift in which citizens, rejecting what Dahl calls “competitive consumerism,” invest time and energy in civic action and work to reduce the inequality that now exists among Americans.”

I find it hard to believe that “competitive consumerism” is going to work, but it does sound like Dahl and it sounds attractive to me. If you’ve been reading this blog, you know that the extremes of inequality we have reached in the United States have been troubling me. See this link to a January post I wrote complaining about it.

I’ll miss Robert Dahl. I haven’t kept up with what he was writing toward the end of his life, but I am quite sure that it was organized around interesting questions and that it was written in a gentle and attractive prose. He was a huge part of my whole professional life and his death has got me thinking about it.

[1] Here is my laugh for the day. Amazon lists this book with two titles—one containing a typo. The mistaken title is The Rules and the Ruled, instead of The Rulers and the Ruled. The mistaken title is actually what I studied at Oregon. Dan was very much in the “rulers and the ruled” camp, but he set that aside to help me with the very different work I was trying to do. I’ll send this to Dan when I finish it. He’ll get a kick out of it.

[2] You can get a little peek at what that was like in Robert Redford’s movie, The Company You Keep. Redford plays the part of a radical who got out of the movement and lived in genteel obscurity for decades until he was named and located by a former member of his group. Then, “the company you keep” became his problem and the plot of the rest of the movie.

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Valentine’s Day 2014

Posted on February 9, 2014 by hessd

I do love Valentine’s Day. It has taken me awhile to get there, but I am there now.

I started having trouble with Valentine’s Day in elementary school. It was our practice that everyone was to get valentines from everyone else. Since these “valentines” came by the gross and sold for pennies per heart, that wasn’t as financially extravagant as you might think. My problem wasn’t the financial extravagance; it was the emotional extravagance. These valentines said the most preposterous things! They said “Will you be mine?” I tried to think of what that would mean to Bruce Motter or Larry Butts or John Zimman. They would overlook it, I thought, since they had to give out valentines their mothers bought at the same store, probably from the same clerk, where my mother bought mine. On the other hand, I also had to give valentines that said “Be my special valentine” to Jayne Dennis and Donna Humphries and Marylyn Hendricks. Would they understand that I didn’t mean anything by it? Would they be opposed to being my special valentines? Or worse—would they like the idea?

It was hard. Eventually, I rebelled. I refused point-blank on the grounds that it offended my eight-year-old dignity and my precious but rigid autonomy. My mother baked cookies for me. They said nothing at all and both boys and girls liked them.

Then I remember a period of time when my kids went through the valentine machine. I don’t remember that any of them had trouble with it. I remember feelings of obligation about the “celebration” of Cupid’s Day that date from this period, but it’s all fuzzy. Probably that’s a good thing.

The next era is crystal-clear in my mind, but knowing what caused what is a little dicey. I had a new valentine by then (Marilyn) and a new home (Oregon) and a new relationship with my kids and stepkids (older and perfectly capable of handling Valentine’s Day on their own, thank you very much). So for me, Valentines’s Day wasn’t all that much. Marilyn was my very own dear valentine, but neither of us cared in the slightest for Valentine’s Day. I think we might still have been in that anti-institutional phase where NOT celebrating Valentine’s Day was the thing to celebrate.

Valentine’s Day was always the kind of event where you are leaving a meeting you aren’t allowed to talk to the press about and someone sticks a microphone in your face and asks you to say something. The demand that you say something is what confronts you. It isn’t at all that you have something you want to say.

I don’t think I got more romantic, necessarily, after Marilyn’s death, but I did become less anti-institutional. It might even be that I started looking for some way to celebrate Valentine’s Day before I had a valentine to celebrate it with. In any case, when I finally met Bette, it was already late January and only two weeks until Valentine’s Day. Not counting our first date—just coffee at Starbucks—we had had only two dates by then and Valentine’s Day was coming up and I didn’t know how to use it to say to Bette the kind of thing I was beginning to think I might want to say.

So late on the evening of Valentine’s Day, I showed up at Bette’s condo with a present for her. Pretty daring for an old man, but in the sixty years since I rebelled against elementary school valentines, I had acquired a sense of myself and a willingness to go down swinging if necessary. Bette knew that I was a baker, so I assembled a little spelt flour, a little graham flour, a little white flour, and a little rye flour and put them in separate plastic bags and held the four bags in my hand the way you would hold a bouquet. When she answered the door, I said, “I don’t know you very well yet, so I don’t know what your favorite flowers are. But I did bring you these—they are my favorite flours.”[1]

And then three really good things happened. That’s not bad, when you consider how many bad things could have happened. The first is that she got the joke. That probably meant more to me than it should have but I was already starting to think serious thoughts about us and you don’t want to live the rest of your life with someone you have to explain jokes to—especially if your jokes aren’t any better than mine.

The second good thing is that she liked it that I had thought about her in the context of Valentine’s Day. It’s a very formal sort of flirtation, but it does move in the direction of saying “Be my Valentine” and I think Bette liked it that I took the chance when it presented itself.

The third good thing is that when I left, she thanked me “for the flowers.” There’s a difference. Trust me. I know that flowers and flours are homophones and I know you could argue that there is no difference you can hear in the pronunciation of the two words. It isn’t true. When she looked up at me—looked me right in the eye—and said, “Thank you for the flowers,” I knew what she meant and I knew that she meant for me to know. “Wow,” I said to myself as I walked back to the parking lot, “there are probably more women who would like to do that than there are women who know how and this one nailed it on the fly in one try.”

The day coming up will be our ninth Valentine’s Day—the eighth since that first one—and I come to it with a whole new appreciation for what the occasion offers to me. This is not at all like leaving a meeting and having a microphone stuck in your face. This is like wanting very much to say something and having the microphone handed to you.

Last year, Bette was in Germany on Valentine’s Day and I made up a packet of cards for the days before and the days after and packed them in Bette’s luggage with instructions to Bette’s daughter to take charge of the package and to give each one to Bette on the day marked on the envelope. It was a wonderful Valentine’s Day for us. Bette is one of the best receivers of gooey sentiments I know and if I have ever made a mistake in appreciating her on Valentine’s Day, she has found a way to turn that mistake into something good.

And that’s why I like Valentine’s Day. There is something I really want to say and this day gives me a stage, a special setting, that helps me say it. And the audience is small, but very receptive. So it’s a really good day. I can hardly wait.

[1] I have been told that there is a current movie in which Will Farrell makes that joke. I probably did it better and I certainly did it first.

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Belonging to the Narrative

Posted on February 3, 2014 by hessd

As a rule, I am pretty sensitive to attributing personal traits to impersonal objects. You can tell, I am sure, that I am going to suspend that today and you are right, but let me illustrate it first. It is a commonplace of literary study to talk of an “interaction” between the reader and the text. I’ve never liked that. I am not affecting the text in the slightest. It is “affecting” me, but it is not “acting on” me because it is not acting. I have never liked to hear people say they have been “blessed” unless they believe that someone has blessed them—ordinarily some notion of God is the presupposition is such a statement. If they believe that God has blessed them, I am fine with that, too.

But today, I want to talk about “belonging to a narrative.” I am going to grant myself that latitude because I want to contrast it to “constructing a narrative.” Everyone who has raised children knows the difference. There is a family project and you need a story about why it is important to do this or why right now or why just this way. You and your wife huddle up in advance—in my experience, not very much in advance—and concoct a story. The children “accept” the story. They may not” believe” it because it may be entirely fanciful and they know that it is the density and the coherence of the symbol system that matters, not the empirically verifiable facts.[1] You and your wife don’t believe it at all because you made it up.

The children belong to the narrative. The story about how Uncle Brian sprouted wings and got to the lake before us is affected by all the other things you know that they don’t know. Abraham Lincoln was shot by John Wilkes Booth; Hannibal crossed the Alps with elephants; William the Conqueror was known by many as William the Bastard before his military successes of 1066 CE. Oh, and Uncle Brian can fly when he feels the need. People who know things you don’t about Hannibal and William might know things you don’t about Uncle Brian.

These children accept the constraints of the stories you give them. Some are true in the historical sense; some are “true”—well-constructed—in the narrative sense. The children live within these narratives and in that sense, “belong to them.” You and your wife do not. You built the narrative for a certain occasion, using the conventions you and the children have settled on, and you will change any part of it that doesn’t work. Actually, Uncle Brian can fly only on weekends. The energy he needs to activate the wings is drained off by the demands of his job during the weekdays. That’s why he couldn’t come today.

So there are narratives that belong to you and narratives you belong to. Take this one, for instance. Do you think this narrative belongs to him or do you think he belongs to it?

Yesterday, I watched a really wonderful TED talk. [2] My brother, Karl, passed it along with his recommendation and we like a lot of the same kinds of things so I watched it. It was wonderful. Amanda Bennett’s talk is called “We need a heroic narrative for death.” She was talking about the experience she and her husband had of planning the actions they would take during the time he was dying of cancer.

As she looks back on that time, she thinks that she and her husband chose a much more aggressive and more expensive medical strategy than they should have. Why did they choose this strategy? It was the strategy that fit the narrative they were living in. They wanted to do this right; this, their last battle together. They wanted to defeat death in a heroic struggle or to succumb in a heroic struggle. They were committed, to say it another way, to heroism in the face of this trial and all-out war against this disease is the way the heroic narrative led them.

Being committed to the heroic narrative, they committed themselves to the decisions and actions that narrative required of them. (You see now why I needed to introduce this by making “the narrative” capable of taking action.) We could have done it differently, says Mrs. Bennett. We would have done it differently if we had had another heroic narrative at our disposal.

I think Amanda Bennett knows more than most of us about “living within the narrative.” She and her husband lived within the narrative to which they belonged.[3] She also wants a better narrative. She is committed to heroic narrative, but she is open to another kind of heroism. She is not satisfied, as she looks back on it, with “denying death.” It was a doomed narrative, win or lose, but she doesn’t have another one.

The TED talk gets as far as her understanding that she needs another one and there are few lines of a poem that suggest a direction she and her husband might have taken and that she, herself, might take. It isn’t a poem I know and even if it were, I wouldn’t know how to build a narrative from it. But can you really live within a narrative you know you have created yourself? I don’t see how.

Remember how “Uncle Brian sprouted wings and got to the lake before us?” That really worked for the kids. It worked because it was a whole narrative framework when they first encountered it. They belonged to it, even if they were just believing it for fun. Had they said, “No, not wings. Let’s make it…a virtual rocket…and he downloads it and rides it to the lake…um…and then sends it back to the Cloud. Yeah…back to the Cloud.” You really have to like those kids. I do. But they do not belong to this new narrative. It belongs to them. They made it take shape. They changed it to meet their needs. And because they did that, there is one need it will not meet—they cannot belong to it.

I think that is what will happen to Amanda Bennett. I think she will devise a new heroic narrative. She will call it a better narrative and it might be better. But the bitter paradox is that when you make ‘em the way you like ‘em, they won’t carry you anywhere you want to go.

What is better? For society, I think it would be better if parents and teachers began assembling stories around a gentle and generous leave-taking. If those stories, the ones the parents told and the ones the teachers read to them, were the narrative into which the children came when they first began to wonder about death, it would be the narrative they belonged to. Maybe Amanda Bennett’s grandchildren or great-grandchildren.

I don’t think that would do it for me. I do like the gentle leave-taking Mrs. Bennett is talking about, but that seems like a tactical response and I would feel that I was still short a strategy. It would be, to revert to the narrative metaphor, instructions on how the narrative should be read—“tell it gently and don’t rush”—rather than what the narrative is. I have always been drawn to St. Paul’s reflection in 2 Timothy 4: “I have finished the race; I have kept the faith.”

If you know that passage, you know that “I have fought the good fight” precedes it. Paul relied on all kinds of athletic images. The Greeks loved “their games” and Paul may have been a three-sport man himself. I am not a fighter, so although I resonate to “fighting the good fight” in the life of Paul, it doesn’t mean much in the life of Dale. I am, on the other hand, a runner and a teacher and I have known for many years that the English word curriculum comes from the verb currere, “to run.” A curriculum is, in fact, the course that is set out for the race to take, so when I say that I have finished the race, I have a marathon course in the back of my mind.

For me “finishing the race” and “keeping the faith” are pretty much the same thing. It’s like being sent to the store for a dozen eggs. The goal is to get back home again AND to bring the eggs with you. That is, after all, why you went to the store.

I didn’t choose that narrative from all the options on the buffet table. It would belong to me if I did that. I didn’t make it up either, because it would belong to me if I did that. This is the one I belong to. I have lived within it all my life and I am grateful that it has chosen me.

[1] I phrased it that way because I think those are the elements that actually matter in effective narratives, not because those are the words the children would have used to explain it to themselves.

[2] TED is “technology, entertainment, design” and can be found at TED.com. Some of the best and most succinct explanations of new ideas I have ever heard, I have heard there.

[3] You might feel the itch to change that to “in which they belonged” (I did), but notice that the “in” phrasing takes agency away from the narrative and you can see why I wouldn’t want to do that.

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Two Cheers for the Community of Loiterers

Posted on January 24, 2014 by hessd

Here is today’s dilemma. I don’t really know what to do about it. That’s why it gets only two cheers.

THERE’S an old Italian saying, “A tavola non si invecchia,” which means: At the table, you don’t grow old.” All of us, of whatever age, need to socialize in public places to feel connected and alive. That sense of shared conviviality was notably absent recently when police officers removed loiterers, many of them elderly Korean-Americans, from a McDonald’s restaurant in Queens.

That’s from Stacy Torres’s column in the New York Times for January 22, which you can check out here. Right away, you can see that “shared conviviality” and “loiterers” point in different directions. This is not a logical problem; this is a policy problem. That is, there is no question that loiterers can experience and enjoy conviviality; there is only the question of whose table is being used and whether the people whose table it is can afford to have it used by loiterers.

This is one of those odd discussions—odder than we might wish—where one piece of the argument takes place in the front room and the other piece in the back room. Here’s the back room piece. It costs Starbucks $2.31 per table per hour to provide a table (I’m just making up the numbers). If Starbucks can make $2.31 per table per hour, it can heat the building, employ the staff and make a profit. There is no shortage of potential locations for Starbucks stores—although in New York City last fall, Bette and I could sometimes see three Starbucks stores from where we stood–so the question for Starbucks is whether they want to have a store here; here in this particular place. Making less than $2.31 sends a No message to management; making more than $2.31 sends a Yes message.

In the front room, the conversation is entirely different. Here’s a letter from a reader responding to the article.

Older patrons may test the limits of public dawdling, but this phenomenon — call it loitering or community building — is essential for the survival of many people 65 and older. According to the last census, seniors constitute 12 percent of New York City’s population. Many of them are single, sometimes far from family, and have lived in their localities for decades, their entire lives even. For the past four years, I have studied how neighborhood public places help older Manhattan residents avoid isolation and develop social ties that offer support, ranging from a sympathetic ear to a small emergency loan.

Let’s say that the facts here are all true and that the point they raise is important. In the front room, we talk about how important it is for the elderly to have access to a place where crucially necessary services can be received. In the back room, we talk about whether a Starbucks at this location should be closed down on the grounds that it is losing money. People in the front room are showing a lot of compassion toward old people. People in the back room are looking at profitability. What can we do to join these two conversations?

We could ask someone to write a piece about it and stick it on a blog, I guess.

I don’t think we ought to be asking for profit companies to forego profits so they can provide much-needed social services. That doesn’t make any sense to me. I would be willing, from an ethical, not an economic, standpoint to ask a company to make less profit in order to provide these services. How much less? I don’t know: some.

Here are some lines that define the field of play for this issue. Just as customers are free to go to one store or another, stores are free to go to one location or another. Just as customers are free to take action on their own behalf—sit ins, slow downs, spilling, pickets—so stores are free to take action. They could raise the prices or change the seating or adjust the store hours. It’s all very symmetrical. But Starbucks could also call the police and there’s nothing symmetrical about that. The law is on Starbucks side, so far as the rights of property and the requirements of public safety are concerned and that means, when push comes to shove, that the police are on Starbucks side as well.

The contest we need to have will take place on that field of play. But then…don’t we have arrangements for social services that are crucially necessary but that don’t pay for themselves? Aren’t there public parks? Can’t you engage in “community building” in the parks? Sure you can when the weather allows it, but what about winter time? Heated parks? You could call them malls, if that would help. Some of the articles talked about Café Plus, which is being tried in some cities. Take a look.

I honestly don’t see the merit of asking businesses that are doing what they are doing so they can make money to do things that lose them money. That may be simpleminded, but that’s how I see it. I would love to see a big time social democracy, along the lines of the democracies of Europe, established in the U.S. That’s a preference, not a prediction. That active political classes in the U.S. want no part of a safety net that actually works and that is paid for with general revenues by the national government. On the other hand, Americans are famous for hybrid projects of various kinds. I could see the government buying some capacity from a Starbucks or a McDonalds or a Burger King. This is money they would get as long as they continue to serve as de facto gathering places for classes of people who would not otherwise have a place of their choosing.[1] I have no idea how the money would work out, but the principle would be the same as buying social services from “faith-based” organizations or from public schools.[2]

It would represent an ill-defined path between two clearly rejected options. Sound just like us, doesn’t it?

[1] Old people do not seem to congregate in age-segregated senior centers when they have a choice.

[2] A very high profile Oregon educator used to campaign for adding more social services to the public schools on the basis of a principle he called “habeas kiddus.” You have the kids, he said, so you get the services they need.

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