Author: ssw15

  • Halloweenie!

    I guess I’m a bit behind on this, but my own two cents on the whole J.K. Rowling’s outing of Dumbledore of the Harry Potter series is… well, it’s the feeling of why bring it up (besides for publicity purposes of selling the last HP book as much as possible)? Is it actually relevant? If you as the writer meant to have the character’s aspect demonstrated, write it – show it. I even find it irritating when Rowling tells to blogs, on-line interviews or book signings what happens to the Hogwarts students as adults – if so-and-so grew up to marry so-and-so, write the next book or story then. If so-and-so’s gay, straight, bi – if it’s that important, go ahead – write it! Have your kicks.

    But, if you only have your overtones or impressions, well, I as the reader will take it as merely that, because the reality was that sexuality of the adults wasn’t relevant to the story and growth of Harry Potter. (The fact that the appearances of the adults’ emotions and fears – that of Tonks, Lupin, Sirius Black, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley – and even Dumbledore – were fleeting but relevant to HP made the HP books much more richer to me when I had read them).

    I guess Rowling’s so mired in her characters’ universe (which is understandable; it’s her creation – and it happens to me too when I write my stories – the fictional world sometimes being that much more pleasant, that your characters feel real – hey, they have to be real to you to make it real to your reader) – perhaps she has it in her to write something else. Not an HP book, but re-visit the magical universe again someday. I won’t begrudge her.

    I’ll just note some of the more interesting articles I came across. NY Times critic Edward Rothstein notes about the whole Rowling thing as something with its own life, other than how Rowling has it in her own mind:

    But it is possible that Ms. Rowling may be mistaken about her own character. She may have invented Hogwarts and all the wizards within it, she may have created the most influential fantasy books since J. R. R. Tolkien, and she may have woven her spell over thousands of pages and seven novels, but there seems to be no compelling reason within the books for her after-the-fact assertion. Of course it would not be inconsistent for Dumbledore to be gay, but the books’ accounts certainly don’t make it necessary. The question is distracting, which is why it never really emerges in the books themselves. Ms. Rowling may think of Dumbledore as gay, but there is no reason why anyone else should.

    Yes, of course, Dumbledore acknowledges that at the bleakest moment of his life, when he was still a teenager and feeling “trapped and wasted,” the appearance of a charismatic friend “inflamed me” and lured him into fantastical dreams of power and influence. “Two clever, arrogant boys with a shared obsession,” he recalls, resulted in “two months of insanity.” But his regrets lasted a lifetime.

    What was that insanity? If it was primarily a matter of sexual attraction or sexual identity, it makes Dumbledore’s reaction less plausible. He felt there were profound betrayals latent in his behavior and his ideas during that period: He resented his troubled siblings; he took on an inflated idea of his own importance; he thought wizards superior to Muggles. These attitudes had tragic consequences that ultimately transformed his views of virtue and power and altered his ambitions. Gayness is irrelevant.

    As for his later celibacy, it has the echo of a larger renunciation and a greater devotion. That is, after all, what the fantasy genre is all about. The master wizard is not a sexual being; he has shelved personal cares and embraced a higher mission. And if he indulges in sex, it marks his downfall, as it did, so legend tells us, with Merlin, the tradition’s first wizard, who is seduced by one of the Lady of the Lake’s minions. Tolkien’s wizards — both good and evil — are so focused on their cosmic tasks that sexuality seems a petty matter. Gandalf eventually transcends the physical realm altogether.

    Ms. Rowling quite consciously makes Dumbledore a flawed, more human wizard than these models, but now goes too far. There is something alien about the idea of a mature Dumbledore being called gay or, for that matter, being in love at all. He may have his earthly difficulties and desires, but in most ways he remains the genre wizard, superior to the world around him.

    There is really a puckish impulse at work in Ms. Rowling’s declaration, a provocation evident in the books themselves. She sets the epic in a British school long associated with landed privilege and wealth. But throughout she undercuts the claims of that old world. Those who believe in the importance of ancestry and inherited powers turn out to be easily corruptible and morally blind — tools for Voldemort.

    Her heroes are the hybrids, the misfits, those of mixed blood, all bearing scars of loss and love: the half-giant Hagrid, the mudblood Hermione (whose parents were not wizards), the poverty-stricken Ron, the orphaned Harry. Perhaps speaking of Dumbledore as gay was just a matter of creating another diverse rebel against orthodoxy.

    This is the formula for much popular fiction, but Ms. Rowling refuses to be content with simply rejecting the old order and championing a morally vague multiculturalism. The pure-bloods here are blinded by their pride, but Harry and his friends see something more profound, a threat that goes beyond self-interest and identity. This is why Dumbledore’s supposed gayness is ultimately as unimportant as Ron’s shabby clothes. These wounded outsiders recognize the nature of evil, and finally that is what matters.

    I liked those thoughts – yeah, salute to diversity in the world and all that; but, the bottomline was how the actions meant something – that good won over evil – in the world of HP. The adults’ sexuality (while all very nice, I’m sure) just wasn’t that point. (I’m beating the dead horse now). I was more distressed over what Dumbledore did or didn’t tell Harry in Books 6 and 7 than to worry about… umm, other aspects of his life.

    I mean, really, when you have a Columbia Law prof comparing Rowling’s authorial intent (which then doesn’t get explicitly drawn in her texts) to, say, Constitutional law (where the debate on Framers’ intent vs. what-does-the-text say is an endless debate) – well, I end up realizing how writing is way harder than people may imagine. As Prof. Dorf notes on his Findlaw column:

    If the film version of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince makes Dumbledore’s sexual orientation explicit, then that will settle the matter, at least so far as the fictional cinematic version of Dumbledore is concerned. But given that the Potter books, now complete, make no mention of Dumbledore’s sexuality, Rowling would not appear to have any authority to declare the print version of Dumbledore gay, straight or bi. Her views on such matters are naturally of interest to fans of her books, but the work must stand on its own.

    These principles may seem obvious enough when considering the relation of a fiction writer’s intentions to her text, but they are highly contentious when it comes to legal documents. In the balance of this column, I will explain why James Madison is no more of an authority on the meaning of the U.S. Constitution, than J.K. Rowling is on Dumbledore’s sexual orientation. [….]

    NY Times’ book critic Michiko Kakutani reviews a book by Alan Bennett, who posits what would happen if Queen Elizabeth II were to become a big reader late in life. I just thought this sounded intriguing.

    The passing of Robert Goulet.

  • Last Weekend before Halloween

    A spacial anomaly being the relic of Big Bang? Yes, the universe is weird.

    I watched this past Monday’s “How I Met Your Mother” – funny! Future Future Ted tells his kids how he dated a woman – whose name he can’t remember, so he calls her “Blah Blah”; so we watch the gang hang out with Ted and Blah Blah. Blah turns out to be this insecure woman who Ted met on-line in one of those virtual game things; Barney explains the Crazy/Hot Scale – it’s okay to date someone crazy so long as they’re hot. Blah turns out to be on the unacceptable end of the Crazy/Hot Scale, Ted and the Gang realizes. Robyn swears that there can never, never, never be a relationship with Barney (well, there have been weird indications in the past that she and Barney would never go there, but the chemistry’s good and we still don’t know what happens to Future Future Barney and Future Future Robyn – Neil Patrick Harris as Barney ends up elevating everyone’s acting game, so who knows who he gets paired with?). This season, we get another glimpse of Future Marshall and Future Lily (in a future period prior to where Old(er) Ted (Bob Saget Ted) is telling the teenage kids the story of HIMYM), this time hanging out with Future Ted at their college reunion, with Future Ted wondering where’s his wife. Hmm. The Powers Behind HIMYM is toying with us as to who the mother of Future Future Ted’s kids.

    In the NY Times: an interesting look at Kinokuniya, the Japanese bookstore that’s located at Rockefeller Center but now heading to Bryant Park.

    Ooh, how exciting – Seurat at MoMA! NY Times’ Roberta Smith reviews the exhibit. I like the idea of fitting Seurat in the context of the bridge between modern art and what came before. Then again, I was a great big fan of Seurat, so let’s see if I do get around to seeing this exhibit.

    Interesting to note that a good chunk of the presidential candidates are lawyers (or in Mitt Romney’s case – one who has both a J.D. and M.B.A., but chose the business side of things) – what would this lead to, one wonders. NY Times’ Adam Liptak discusses how the candidates were as lawyers.

    A book review from last weekend’s Washington Post, that I thought was interesting (then again, I’m a sucker for biographies of American historical figures): Jonathan Yardley reviewing a biography of Alice Roosevelt Longworth, the daughter of Theodore Roosevelt and a conservative doyenne of Washington DC for over half a century.

    And, just in time for Halloween: past American Poet Laureate Robert Pinsky selects an autumn stormy poem by a British Poet Laureate for the Washington Post; plus his new book’s coming out, so timing is indeed everything.

  • Miscellaneous Stuff

    Disclaimer: this post was done awhile back, posted now when I’ve nothing else to bring up, and done when evidently I wasn’t interested in doing anything in particular…


    Find out your Harry Potter personality at LiquidGeneration!

    Thanks to the Test Pattern on MSNBC.com:

    Irritating game: The Color Test.

    Plus this:

    What American accent do you have?

    Your Result: Philadelphia

     

    Your accent is as Philadelphian as a cheesesteak! If you’re not from Philadelphia, then you’re from someplace near there like south Jersey, Baltimore, or Wilmington. if you’ve ever journeyed to some far off place where people don’t know that Philly has an accent, someone may have thought you talked a little weird even though they didn’t have a clue what accent it was they heard.

    The Midland

     


    The Inland North

     


    The Northeast

     


    The South

     


    Boston

     


    The West

    My theory is that education would tend to affect the regional accent one grew up with. At least, I’d think it’d explain why my accent came off in this on-line quiz as from Philadelphia (my Brooklynese isn’t nearly as thick as it was when I was a kid).

    Oh, and ah, You Tube – “Law School Musical”:

  • This Week…

    Barack Obama and Dick Cheney… are related. Well, geez, if we go far back enough, everyone’s related. Just scary to think about though – being related (distantly anyway) to Cheney. I’m sure Cheney’s a nice guy and all that; I just don’t agree with his politics.

    I did it – I signed up for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). Whether I’ll pull off a “novel” in November is another story. But, what the heck. Got nothing to lose but to try. At least hammer out a first draft that I can then fret and mull over.

    Okay, now this may be me as a hypochondriac – but the bulk of news on the rise of staph infections is just creeping me out. The overuse/abuse of antibiotics (and evolution making for hardier germs) – just scary. Alcohol-based lotions just make more sense just for not being penicillin. At least Time’s article that these worser staph infections are treatable kind of made me relieved. Kind of.

    Time’s Art Critic Richard Lacayo reviewed the J.M.W. Turner exhibit at the National Gallery of Art in DC in last week’s Time (which I’m noting this week, as I finished reading this issue with Ch. J. Roberts of the US Supreme Ct on the cover, and then awaiting the next issue). Will be excited once this Turner exhibit gets to NYC – Turner’s neat stuff.

    An interesting NY Times article on a train conductor who tries to make his announcements more interesting. The train(s) I’ve taken haven’t had this kind of conductor, but I almost don’t mind them – at least it’s not boring.

    Really cool: an article in the NY Times on the changes of Bensonhurst, Brooklyn. It even had a picture of 18th Avenue – pretty much my neck of the woods. It ain’t Italian-dominated anymore; I can tell you that without a NY Times in-depth article. But, is it “better”? Hard to say. I doubt we really compare to the diversity of a Queens neighborhood yet, but it’s getting there. It’s still weird that there’s a Starbucks on 18th Avenue.

    And, last but not least: an Indian-American, Bobby Jindal (Republican), won the election to be Louisiana’s governor, the first non-white person to be Louisiana governor since Reconstruction. An example of how the APA population and its politics is not monolithic, so this is particularly interesting. Plus, as a Brown and Oxford graduate – well, let’s say that Jindal isn’t even typical of a conservative Republican either (maybe it’s a stereotype that I have in my own head, but conservatives aren’t usually from Brown, anyway). Let’s see how things may or may not change in Louisiana with a new governor. Heck, gubernatorial politics in NYS hasn’t exactly been terrific either, now that the executive branch went from Republican to Democratic, so who am I to say?

  • Weekend!

    Congratulations to Al Gore (and the UN’s Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change) on winning the Nobel Peace Prize! Now comes the (continued) hard part of somehow trying to save the world from itself.

    Saturday: Friend and I went to Tea and Sympathy. So worth the wait. Clotted cream and scones. Earl Grey tea. Welsh rarebit. Delicious!

    Sunday: CultureFest 2007, in Battery Park, downtown Manhattan. Every arts and cultural institution must have had a table at the event. Great stuff.

    Time Magazine’s cover article on “The Incredibly Shrinking Court” by David Von Drehle – I may not agree with the article’s thesis that the US Supreme Court has less relevance in the lives of people, but it is an interesting read.

  • TGIF!!!

    Aww. Say it ain’t so, NBC – leaving Burbank? To me, Burbank is synonymous with NBC!

    You know, you got to hand it to the Vatican – being an institution with so many years under the belt, it probably has a certain… perspective, to say the least. After all, their Secret Archives is now finally releasing 700 year old documents that appear to absolve the Knights Templar of heresy. They had normal sins (sex, violence, and stuff), but were tortured to confess Bad Sins like worshiping idols because they were expendable for political reasons.

    A tour of the Underground Railroad’s connection to Brooklyn profiled in the NY Times.

    The NY Times’ Travel section even profiled Alma Mater as a sort of spot for exploration. This is a contrast to the news of a hate crime at campus. Trying to keep a perspective, but it’s not easy to be optimistic when the world tends to show how it sucks.

    A NY Times review of a bio on Charles Schultz of “Peanuts” fame.

  • A Few Days In Review

    Last Friday – lunch at Alfanoose with the Asian/APA alumni group – a downtown Middle Eastern cuisine spot. Attractive restaurant and delicious falafel.

    This past weekend – Columbus Day Weekend – the siblings and I did Open House New York! Checked out the no-so-known sites of the city:
    Saturday:

    Villard Houses/ Municipal Art Society‘s exhibit on Jane Jacobs and the Future of NY.

    Governors Island – especially done because we had missed it on the Labor Day weekend. Amazing site.

    Sunday:

    Chrysler Building lobby – with the lovely Art Deco look and the unique elevator doors.

    Rockefeller Center Rooftop Garden – worth the wait on the line – seeing the little flowers, the reflecting pool, and a sight of St. Patrick’s Cathedral and the Polish Day Parade.

    Technically, we missed the OHNY time, but still took a look at these sites, since they were close together:

    –> 246 E 58th St., at Second Avenue in Manhattan – unique for being the last NYC townhouse built by modernist Paul Rudolph, with interesting play on verticals and horizontals.

    –> Since it was nearby, we took the Roosevelt Island tram, checked out the Roosevelt Island Historical Society Kiosk, and walked around a bit on Roosevelt Island.

    Columbus Day Monday – tutti frutti waffle in chocolate sauce, at Max Brenner, Chocolate by the Bald Man, at its 2nd Ave/9th Street location. This spot isn’t nearly as over the top as the 14th St/Broadway location, but it’s all okay!

    Finished reading In the Shadow of the Law, by Kermit Roosevelt, a look at a fictitious white shoe Washington DC corporate law firm. At times laugh out loud funny (particularly the parts where some of the younger associates manage to make fools of themselves; ah, silly associates!) and at times bittersweet (you can awfully sorry about how the partners realize their lives become so meaningless or how the managing partner seemingly has no problem about accepting artificial values), it makes the practice of law a dilemma. Why are we lawyers; what are we doing with ourselves? The ending is ambiguous, which makes it hard to give a rave review for me, but I really liked it. Very good read.

    Umm, I could feel sorry for the Yankees’ losing, but it didn’t quite come about as a surprise. Anyway, the Yankee fans can join us Met fans in mourning; nothing makes things better than misery loving company.

    Tonight – dinner at the Soda Shop. Major thumbs up!

  • Fall TV!

    Monday:

    “How I Met Your Mother” – so funny! Sitcoms aren’t totally dead as a genre when this show has managed to have laughs and a heart about friendship and romance.

    “Heroes” – I like it so far. Don’t care for the storyline of the mutant Honduran twins. I believe that the storylines of the Bennet family, the Petrelli family, Hiro and Ando (who are a great buddy pair) are the heart of the series. I’m not missing Nikki (the blonde mutant) or her mutant husband D.L. Sure, their precocious kid Micah has a cool power, but the real question is whether that kid’s going to use it for good or evil (he can telepathically manipulate electronics) – which will be interesting to watch. And, yeah, I’m referring to them as “mutants” – so the Powers That Be of the Marvel’s X-Men world might come after me for that – or not, since “Heroes” is pretty much handling decently the portrayal of the crazed lives of those who have powers.

    Tuesday: Kind of watching “House.” Was irritated with him because he won’t change/grow; know full well he won’t; but still, it is entertaining, as I watched the 2nd episode of the year this past Tuesday. Actor Kal Penn as one of the new candidates to be part of House’s team; yeah – an actual Asian American doctor on tv! (a stereotype in its own way, but yet to show up with great regularity on tv). Three news doctors to join House? Hmm…

    Wednesday: “Life” – so far I’ve watched the two episodes aired so far. Kind of like the show – don’t get the weird mystery of how Detective Crews is trying to pursue who framed him for murder and why; don’t care for how the stern female lieutenant is using Crews’ new partner (an alcoholic pretty female cop trying to get her colleagues to take her seriously; and she is way too serious) to try to get Crews out of the LAPD; don’t care for the misogyny of the LAPD (you really expect me to believe that in the year 2007, male LA cops resent having to work with female LA cops? Check that – that may be the only accurate thing on this show) – but I do like Adam Arkin (he’s a good character actor) and I do like Damian Lewis (who’s so convincing playing an American and a weird American at that – he plays Crews as a deeply troubled sort who’s trying to reconcile with things – even if he’s behaving too much zen to those on the outside who have no clue as to his inner turmoil).

    On the other hand – this may be a show that NBC could end up botching (after all, I was the one who actually liked “Raines” – goes to show you how much of a sucker I am for eccentric cop shows).

    Otherwise, interesting little profile on Damian Lewis on MSNBC.

    Fell behind on watching Ken Burns’ “The War.”

    Baseball on HDTV has been amazing to watch.

  • Gloomy Monday

    Saturday – 9/29/07 – went to Shea Stadium with my siblings. Was pretty dejected over the Mets’ Friday night performance, so didn’t want to go; they won, with John Maine with an one-hitter game; 13-0. However, left the stadium feeling that the job’s not done; pins and needles for Sunday’s game.

    Sunday – 9/30/07 – watched the game more or less on the big screen HDTV. In only 20 minutes, the game imploded. Mets’ season collapsed in a stunning fashion. Tom Glavine, the Hall-of-Famer, gave up 7 runs; the rest of the team left 10 people on base. We’re all pretty depressed over this. On the one hand, what is wrong with the Mets – got to blame the whole team. You give us a terrific outing on Saturday, and then blew it. On the other hand – well, I had my feeling about how far we were going to go with this season. But, really, how much more heartbreakers are we going to get around here?

    Final thoughts on my SoCal vacation:

    Kind of funny that California considers the HOV lane to cover cars with 2 or more people in it. Saw too many cars with only one person in it. And, was that smog, fog, or smoke from the wildfires in the air?

    Getty Villa, as beautiful as it was, kind of was still a rich man’s re-creation – an artificial feeling to me – which only became more real when you look at the real stuff – guess the Getty had to return a lot more items to Italy than I thought – but at least there’s culture in LA after all?… Oh well.

    Liked the sun a lot; should have bought sun tan lotion, but figured that since I wasn’t a beachgoer I should have been fine; wore a hat more than I usually ever have.

    Oh, and pandas! … otherwise, I don’t think I care for zoos anymore…

    So would have liked seeing Chinatown, Koreantown, Little Tokyo, but time ran out.

    Ah, First Monday at the US Supreme Ct., with all the previews to go with it.

    I’ll soon put up a post on my fall tv thoughts…

  • Post-Vacation Summary

    So, I’m back in Brooklyn. Many things to catch up on; the desire for a vacation from vacation is also very much on the mind.

    Anyway, where was I? My brief Thursday to Saturday summary wasn’t done nearly with enough justice!

    Saturday:

    Legoland was fun – clearly for the younger set, but we old people actually enjoyed seeing the sculptures (as FC noted in his trip there last year). My goodness – mini-NYC looked bizarre. The Legoland people did a replica of the Freedom Tower (not yet built, and using the schematic from whatever year(s) ago) – and informed us on the little boat tour that they never got around to doing a replica of World Trade Center’s Twin Towers – to me, that doesn’t mean you have to build the mini-maybe Freedom Tower. Oh well. Otherwise, the Lego versions of Las Vegas and Washington DC and everything else were pretty cool.

    Off-on showers that morning/early afternoon – odd, since we kept thinking rain just doesn’t happen there.

    When we made it to San Diego that afternoon, we checked into a hotel in Little Italy and had dinner at Buon Appetito, which Fodor’s describes as “this charmer serving old world-style cooking in a casual but decidedly sophisticated environment…” I went with Fodor’s recommendation and ordered a baked eggplant all’amalfitana dish as appetizer – baked eggplant topped with mozzerella in a zesty fresh tomato sauce – tasty, indeed. For entree, I had a spinach and cheese ravioli, if I recall correctly. Delicious.

    San Diego’s Petco Stadium – weird architecture. People kept doing the wave at inopportune times. No wonder the Padres lost the game; the team was distracted by their fans’ silliness.

    The San Diego trolley/tram thing was an interesting ride to and from the stadium.

    Sunday – morning one-hour tour of the north bay harbor. Saw such sights as the USS Ronald Reagan, being cleaned up at San Diego. Scary to think that nuclear powered subs are in San Diego bay. After the boat ride, we did a drive and walked by the Hotel Del Coronado. Such a sunny and beautiful location!

    We meant to do more of Balboa Park, but ended up just doing the zoo that afternoon. Pandas! So cute!

    Dinner in Del Mar, at the Poseidon, with my law school classmate RF and his wife G, who are now in the west coast. Beautiful seaside sunset. Had crab cakes (never can resist those) and clam chowder, as it got windy.

    Drive back to Anaheim.

    Monday – Morning at Disneyland’s California Adventure, which is where you view the Pixar stuff and see Disney’s re-creation of California without visiting real California. Well, I so love Disney – it really is the Happiest Place on Earth ™. We just didn’t do enough, as far as I was concerned, since we were back on the road. We just did our run-through for the morning and then it was off to LA. Parked the car in Universal City (near Universal Studios), to take the subway. Figuring we’d make a good trip of using the subway, we headed to Union Station, did a walk through of the civic center, took the subway from Pershing Square to Hollywood. Graumann’s Chinese Theatre. Kodak Theatre. Highland and Hollywood (Mall). Cool stuff, in an artificial kind of way? Oh well. My real question is who doesn’t have a Hollywood star by now?

    Then, it was back to the car in Universal City, and driving off to Santa Monica. Walked to the end of the Pier; stared into the dark abyss, where ocean and night sky met. Creepy. Had dinner at Bubba Gump Shrimp at the Pier (silly me – I haven’t done Bubba Gump Shrimp at Times Sq). Then some walking in the Third Avenue Promenade. Then driving off to visit my brother’s friend, who attends one of the Claremont schools; we ambled a bit around that campus. A late night, I can tell you.

    Then it was back to Anaheim, where we had to pack up for our Tuesday flight back to NYC. Well, we did a little drive around the vicinity of LAX before checking in for the flight – curiously interesting look of a bilingual neighborhood indeed.

    Observation: GPS is a cool device for places you don’t know. Whether it’s for everyone is something else.

    Getting back to Brooklyn and seeing how humid it was Tuesday night – eww. I thought summer was over?

    Meanwhile, I missed the whole drama over what was going on at my Undergraduate Alma Mater. Oh well.

    Will likely make more observations on my vacation in another post. Catching up, after all, is hard to do.