Monday


11
Mar 13

A very rainy Monday

This is today:

Quad

I drove in that, trotted across a parking lot in that and then watched it from indoors fall on the quad at Samford. It is a rainy day. That’s about an inch of rain, apparently. I question our precipitation measuring methods. This was a lot of rain.

Hard to conceive that yesterday looked like this:

Ride

That was about 20 miles into my ride yesterday evening, about halfway back down the home road. It gives the impression in this stretch of riding on a ridge line. I’m not sure why, there’s no real drop off and houses dot the right side. But the pastures on the left tend to slope down a tiny bit, so you feel like you’re riding high and on top of everything. Only the hill you just crested isn’t that much of a hill, really, but everything is relative and when you are surrounded by rollers you can be King of the Molehill.

In a few more weeks, and a little to the right of that shot, there will be the most amazing wildflowers. A few days after that, and back down the hill to the left, there will be a yard filled with eight-foot-tall flowering bushes. This is a fragrant area.

Anyway. Being a rainy Monday, I made today Copeland Cookie Day in my class.

Copeland

Dr. Gary Copeland was one of our grad school professors. He died last January, just after his retirement which was doubly sad in that he was so very much looking forward to spending more time with his grandchildren.

He was the kind of man that people just don’t stop missing, I think. I had the honor of being invited to a Facebook page in his memory that remains active even today.

And so I wrote there that it was Copeland Cookie Day in class. In honor of the great man and his epistemology and ontology class I pick a day each semester, put a picture of his on the board, tell them about this colorful character, feed the students cookies and, most importantly, talk about things that aren’t on the syllabus.

It is one of everyone’s favorite classes. Mostly because of the cookies.

Dr. Copeland was the instructor of my first class at Alabama and was on my comps committee. He was one of the good ones, and I like telling students about him, and his Copeland fests and taking students out to eat and his general kind and giving nature.

When I wrote about it this afternoon on Facebook 16 people liked it, most of them his former students. At least one professor said he was going to make his own Copeland Cookie Day and word is getting around our department that I do this. He would laugh at the silliness of it. But he was a giver and would have enjoyed it, too, I think.

So we talked in class about trips we’d taken so far and how some people who have similar majors from elsewhere are waiting tables or how someone read a survey about how it was a tough career. And those things are important to hear, but for freshmen and sophomores there are a lot of positives too. At the end of the day its not unlike most other things: work hard at it and good things can come to you. Dodge raindrops where you can, look fondly back on sunny days and forward to even nicer ones.

It is that time of year, where the weather always seems on on the cusp of ever nicer days, and we’re all looking forward. The oncoming Spring Break isn’t a bad excuse, either. Not that anyone is counting the days, the number of which is four.


4
Mar 13

You can’t make these up

A nurse who doesn’t save lives, state land without flags, dangerous breakfast treats and it all starts … now.

Do not get ill, destabilize your vitals or otherwise threaten to die in this place:

The executive director of a senior living facility in Bakersfield defended its policies that apparently prohibited a nurse last week from giving CPR to an elderly woman who was said to be barely breathing and later died.

“In the event of a health emergency at this independent living community our practice is to immediately call emergency medical personnel for assistance and to wait with the individual needing attention until such personnel arrives,” Jeffrey Toomer, director of the facility, said in a statement on behalf of Glenwood Gardens.

“That is the protocol we followed,” he said. “As with any incident involving a resident, we will conduct a thorough internal review of this matter, but we have no further comments at this time.”

Bakersfield fire dispatcher Tracey Halvorson pleaded with the nurse on the phone, begging her to start CPR on the elderly resident, according to the 911 tape released by the Bakersfield Fire Department.

“It’s a human being,” Halvorson said, speaking quickly.

“Is there anybody that’s willing to help this lady and not let her die?”

The woman paused.

“Um, not at this time.”

We’ve maybe, possibly, lost our way.

But the poor nurse, who was then having a really bad, no good unfortunate day, managed to be heard on the 911 recording. “She’s yelling at me,” she said of Halvorson, “and saying we have to have one of our residents perform CPR. I’m feeling stressed, and I’m not going to do that, make that call.”

(Here’s an update where the family speaks and the firm says things and I don’t care.)

That’s some kind of nurse, some kind of medical care mitigated by absolutely nothing.

Also in California: Caltrans policy stymies a proposed veterans monument.

Small-town folks struggling to put up a monument to veterans: It sounds like something straight out of “Mayberry R.F.D.,” but for residents of this Central Coast town, it feels more like “Catch-22.”

After three years, the privately funded $60,000 monument, which is sponsored by the American Legion and would be placed on a sliver of land owned by the California Department of Transportation, is still unbuilt. The sticking point has been opposition from Caltrans to the monument’s use of the American flag and the agency’s apparent reluctance to allow the display of words — such as “United States” — on the monument’s military emblems.

[…]

In an interview, Peter Adam, the supervisor representing Orcutt, was unequivocal about the idea of striking the flag from a veterans monument: “That’s a degree of crazy we shouldn’t allow.”

The policy stems from a First Amendment case where the U.S. 9th Circuit Court of Appeals said Caltrans should not have allowed removal of activists’ antiwar banners from a highway overpass while U.S. flags were allowed to fly. Caltrans, then, decided to bar all flags from state roads. The plaintiff in that suit, by the way, is quoted in this story. And they are as mystified by it all as you are right now.

Our great-grandparents would be ashamed of all of us. Bureaucracy in general, however, is thrilled.

And we haven’t even discussed pastries yet. But we will.

A seven-year-old Maryland boy has been suspended from school after biting his breakfast pastry into a shape that his teacher thought looked like a gun.

Josh Welch, a second-grader at Park Elementary School in Baltimore, said he was trying to nibble his strawberry Pop Tart into a mountain.

“It was already a rectangle and I just kept on biting it and biting it and tore off the top and it kinda looked like a gun but it wasn’t,” Josh said. “All I was trying to do was turn it into a mountain but it didn’t look like a mountain really and it turned out to be a gun kinda.”

But when his teacher saw what he had done, the boy says she got “pretty mad” and he knew he was “in big trouble.”

Josh is in the second grade. He should know the difference between mountains and firearms, even if his school doesn’t. Here’s the letter home to concerned parents.

Assault pastries! That sucrose-laden confectionary treat is a loaded weapon! Suspended for two days, young Josh and his friends will no doubt realize how silly the authority figures in their school are behaving.

When I was in high school one of our teachers built and demonstrated a potato gun that fired off rubbing alcohol. She would run through the halls, burst open doors and shoot — wait for it — a tiny nerf basketball at people. It was hysterical. It was also the 1990s, so get off my lawn, I guess, with your “nurses” and your flags and your Pop Tarts.


25
Feb 13

If I don’t talk, or swallow, I feel fine

Much like Phil Collins, I can feel it coming in the air, particularly through the mouth and down into the throat where it is manifesting itself as a persistent, burning little itch. I’m getting sick.

In matters of personal health I blame everyone until I find the right person to blame. This is of course an overreaction, but the pretend-angst is a sort of self-soothing, self-medicating technique I’ve been working on these last several years. Besides, it is more proactive than saying “Sinuses” or “Allergies.” Which is hopefully all this amounts too.

But I’m just saying now that this week is going to be Coughy, Achy, Watery, Fatiguey and a few more of the dwarfs that were never cool enough to hang out with Snow White. Fire Marshall ordinance or not, she could have spent some time with those other characters. There were parks they could have visited together!

Anyway, class today, where we heard fine presentations on public relations and advertising. We’ll go visit our friends over at Intermark Group on Wednesday. The rest of today was spent making recruiting phone calls and doing various other things which will no doubt yield small results in big matters.

So I’ll just pass the time with various links I’ve been hoarding with some of the lesser dwarves and sinus symptoms these last few days.

One of my students shared this one, and it is awesome. 8 New Punctuation Marks We Desperately Need. These include the sinceroid and sarcastises, which I would use every day.

Incidentally, punctuation or grammar humor is always welcome from a student. Makes us think our passion for this stuff is contagious.

Here’s a piece designed to make every journalist with arithmophobia feel better: Danger! Numbers in the newsroom — tips from Sarah Cohen on taming digits in stories. Find an anchor, she says:

A standard or goal – Ask yourself, “What would good look like?” For example, what would good GDP growth look like?

Historical numbers – Is there a golden period to which current numbers can be compared? Perhaps in the economy that might be the late 1950s and early 1960s.

Portion of whole – For example, at the time of the Million Man March in 1995, a turnout of 1 million black men would have represented 1/12th of all the black men in the country at the time.

Other places – How do other similar towns or companies compare?

A lot more at the link.

Here’s a great presentation on the functional art of Infographics:

Just a wealth of knowledge here; and here are the slides:

From Poynter: How reporters can become better self editors, a topic we talk about a lot. No doubt I’ll make some hay out of this post in a class somewhere soon.

Hiding in public: How the National Archives wants to open up its data to Americans is a story from the Nieman Lab that generates a lot of responses. Interest! Intrigue! Fear! A challenge!

The National Archives is sitting on massive amounts of information — from specs for NASA projects to geological surveys to letters from presidents. But there’s a problem: “These records are held hostage,” said Bill Mayer, executive for research services for the National Archives and Records Administration.

“Hostage” might be a strong word for a organization responsible for 4.5 million cubic feet of physical documents and more than 500 terabytes of data, most which can be accessed online or by walking into one of their facilities around the country. But the challenge, Mayer explains, is making NARA’s vast stockpile more open and more discoverable. “They’re held hostage in a number of centers around the country — they’re held hostage by format,” Mayer said.

Fascinating stuff, but I’m glad that’s someone else’s challenge.

The Iwo Jima photo and the man who helped save it:

Soon after the photo’s publication, a story began to percolate that Rosenthal had staged the famous scene, that he had posed the men just so. The story followed Rosenthal to his death in 2006. It is whispered in various forms to this day.

Hatch can set you straight on this, just as he has been setting people straight for nearly 70 years.

Hatch enlisted in the Marines in 1939 and worked his way into its photographic unit. In late 1943, some 15 months before Iwo Jima, Hatch had waded ashore with the American invaders at Tarawa, carrying a hand-cranked 16mm camera.

[…]

Hatch came in with the first wave at Iwo Jima, a battle that killed nearly 6,000 Marines.

From that day to this one, he insists there was nothing posed about the flag photo. Though the events occurred a lifetime ago, Hatch speaks about them as if they were fresh in his memory. Hatch can swear like, well, a Marine, and he brooks no argument about what happened that day and thereafter.

What a man.

Finally, an interactive piece from Smithsonian: The Civil War, now in living color.

The photographs taken by masters such as Mathew Brady and Alexander Gardner have done much for the public’s perception of the Civil War. But all of their work is in black and white. The battlefield of Gettysburg is remembered as a shade of grey and the soldiers as ghostly daguerreotype images. Photography was in its infancy during the time and colorizing photographs was rare and often lacked the detail of modern imagery.

John C. Guntzelman is changing that.

Not quite right, but gripping, spooky stuff. There are four pictures there for you to see.

And that’s all for today, but there will be more for you to see here tomorrow. Do come back.


18
Feb 13

No glass was broken while writing this entry

Bound to happen, Mondays I mean. I don’t have them often — the day occurs once in every few sunrises, of course — but the Mondays …

You know, there are a lot of videos on YouTube when you search for “A case of the Mondays.” I hadn’t realized it was such a prevailing and lasting theme from Office Space. I could not find the precise bit I wanted to put here, but the Internet doth giveth. Office Space as a slasher film:

I’d buy Stephen Root as that guy. So long as he didn’t make Jimmy James that guy:

Because Jimmy James had fancy plans, and pants to match:

The man has depth.

Class today. We talked about online presence, which means social media, Facebook, Twitter, Friendster and getting Dooced.

And then I continued my quixotic mission to find shoes. Judging by the shelves in the five places I’ve been there is a startling number of people that prefer a cheap brown model in size 13. How can there be so many of us that no store can keep the product stocked?

I’ll go again later this week, then.

Had a calzone at Mellow Mushroom, stopping in at precisely the time that everyone else left. Well, there was the one woman who’s son slipped and fell on his elbow near the restroom, but it looked like a free pizza grift to me.

When I left the guy at the oven asked how my calzone was. The question startled me. Usually you don’t get that on your way out, as an introduction, from someone you haven’t met.

Good, I said. I meant The bread was over-baked.

You can’t win them all, and Mellow Mushroom wins their share, so it all works out in the end.

Still not sure why the waiter was changing things up each visit. T-shirt, jacket, then a hat, then the t-shirt with the hat, finally he just stopped in at a nearby place and got their uniform, just for grins. Maybe he was trying to outrun Monday. Pizza guys.

And now, the most physical piece of situation comedy I think to have been recorded in the last 20 years. Jimmy mad:

I hope he doesn’t have a case of the Mondays.


11
Feb 13

It is on the Internet, it must be true

Jennifer Oravet is a fine reporter at WSFA in Montgomery. She saw something interesting on the Internet today, made a few phone calls. Seems The Onion had a breakout story on Alabama:

Oravet posted about it on her Facebook account. We talked about this in class today:

Oravet

Oravet apparently didn’t know, when this adventure began last week, that The Onion is a satirical site. She said she did afterward, in the comments below the post, “it cites an actual PR firm, and slanders the names of employees and lodges serious accusations about the state of Alabama. The bottom line, it’s a talker story.”

It was a talker, made more so because of your reaction. But, first, there was no slander. The Onion is written so, if anything, you could say libel. Second, the person quoted in The Onion story is fictitious. Go ahead and Google him. Third, if Dylan Feldstone was a real entity, we’re most likely talking about a misquote rather than libel (or slander). Since the fictional Feldstone is not libeling himself … Well, Alabama defines libel thusly:

“Libel tending to provoke breach of peace.

Any person who publishes a libel of another which may tend to provoke a breach of the peace shall be punished, on conviction, by fine and imprisonment in the county jail, or hard labor for the county; the fine not to exceed in any case $500.00 and the imprisonment or hard labor not to exceed six months.”

Code of Alabama Section 13A-11-160

Let’s look at the law in New York, assuming that the fictional Feldstone works at the real Hill and Knowlton’s headquarters. Defamation claims in the Empire State include:

1. a false statement;
2. published to a third party without privilege or authorization;
3. with fault amounting to at least negligence;
4. that caused special harm or defamation per se.

See Dillon v. City of New York, 261 A.D.2d 34, 38

So, again, there’s no libel as the “without privilege or authorization” test is negated by Feldstone being a fictional character. There is such a thing as group libel, so you could try to make an argument about the firm or the state. But, then, there’s that pesky issue of satire.

Satire, caricature and parody are forms of art that rely on blurring the line between truth and outrageousness. Below are suggestions — some taken from opinions in New Times v. Isaacks, decided in September by the Texas Supreme Court, and the 1988 U.S. Supreme Court decision in Hustler Magazine v. Falwell — of things to include to help make it unlikely that a reasonable person would believe the story to be actually true. The context of the entire story is important, so no single suggestion is guaranteed to protect from liability. It is also not necessary to include all of the suggestions below.

But to move away from the basic aspects of media law and back to the immediate issue, the way WSFA treated the thing from start to finish, and the contextual clues you could glean from that, suggest they didn’t catch the joke for quite some time.

By the time they went to air, of course, they got it. WSFA ran a package on the non-story on Thursday night. You can read the gist from text even though the video has been removed from the station’s site. Again, some of the language they used in the story suggests they were still new to The Onion, as is discussed below.

Media Bistro soon chimed in and then Jim Romenesko covered the story, with an Onionesque headline himself: TV reporter discovers Onion stories are fake:

Actually, Jennifer, all Onion articles are fictitious. (Just one c.)

Did she know that when she put in the call to Hill & Knowlton? I called WSFA to find out and was told that Oravet is taking the day off. A newsroom colleague – she wouldn’t give me her name – insisted that the reporter/anchor knew the Hill & Knowlton/Alabama story was fake from the start.

“It doesn’t sound like it based on her Facebook post,” I said.

“Did you see her report?” the colleague asked.

I said I had, and figured she had been set straight about The Onion before going on air. Wrong, I was told — Oravet always knew it was a satirical paper.

WSFA Facebook commenters have their doubts, too. One writes:

“I don’t know what’s better, her original post, or her backpedaling to ‘cover up; her mistake. I’ve done dummy things like that (most recent when I applauded Beyonce at the inauguration… lip sync anyone?) but come on, admit you’re stupid sometimes just like the rest of us.”

That last part, that’s important.

All of this comes down to media literacy, of course. Things like WSFA saying The Onion “even” made a video and Oravet writing “the alleged study” suggests they weren’t initially familiar with the comedy site or their decades of publication. But you can’t expect everyone to know everything.

But still. One of my students asked the key question today “How many times do people have to be burned by The Onion?” Every so often you read another story where someone was caught unawares by The Onion. It happens. They have great writers. Reading the stories linked on the left rail, beside the video and the main text, should be a clue. All of that must have gone unnoticed this time.

Here WSFA is trying to walk it back. But as you read the comments on the Facebook posts dealing with this topic (the original one, screen capped above was finally removed) the whole unfortunate incident has dinger their credibility. Shame, really, that’s a good station.