Ignorance can be cured with a little internal effort. Stupidity will stand fast against all external efforts to put it to rest.

Susan Boyle Teaches Us A Lesson

Saturday, April 18, 2009

 You go, girl.

I am no fan of "reality" television. Especially the talent competitions. These shows make millions of dollars by making fools out of everyday people, and specialize in selecting the most "marketable" singin' bimbo or himbo. American Idol specializes in making people out to be fools. They go out of their way to do that, by showing "audition episodes" to start out each season. In these episodes, the public is treated to wave after wave of people who are perfectly willing to be humiliated for the sake of ratings for Fox.

In Western culture, superficial things such as physical appearance are valued above all else. The entertainment industry is no exception, and is indeed one of the prime culprits in our transformation into a shallow culture. Plasticized bimbos with little vocal talent dominate the music charts. Most of the yodeling bimbos who are successful these days owe their success to careful attention to marketing and even more careful attention to electronic altering of the bimbo's voice so that it is passable on CD or onstage.

However, once in a while someone comes along who reminds us not to judge the proverbial book by its cover (I'm as guilty as anyone else, so don't think I'm preachin' to anyone here). In this case, the "someone" is Susan Boyle, a 47 year-old unmarried woman from Scotland. As many of you probably already know, she recently appeared on the British talent competition Britain's Got Talent. This show is another one of Simon Cowell's endeavors.

Those of you who count themselves among the over 25 million people who have seen the Youtube video of Susan's performance (in just one week!) will agree that she, while a lovely and sweet person, in no way fits the Western ideal of physical beauty. Her teeth are a mess, her hair is wild and unruly, she's overweight and all in all she could easily be the dictionary definition of the word "frumpy". She came off as a bit scatterbrained, and had trouble at one point putting her words together coherently. The show introduced her in the way these shows introduce all the abject failures presented for the audience's entertainment - with scenes of her wolfing down a sandwich, of her doing a goofy interview with that show's versions of Ryan Seacrest, all the while never taking her in the least seriously.

So, when she walked out on stage, the audience was already primed for amusement at her expense. The judges were no better, with smirks and eye-rolls galore. Simon, as he does on American Idol, asked her where she was from, how old she was (his eyes almost rolled out of his head when she said she was 47), and the real laugh came when he asked her who she wanted to be as famous as. "Elaine Paige", Susan replied. That got the audience going, with shots of the audience showing smirks and laughter. Simon asked her what song she was going to sing, and she replied "I Dreamed the Dream" from Les Miserables. So the music was cued, and she began to sing.

Oh, my.

She had barely finished the first ten words to the song and the audience went wild in shock, approval and utter disbelief. The standing ovation she received lasted through almost the entirety of her performance, with two of the three judges joining in at times (Simon did not stand up, although he did sit there with an amazed grin on his face much of the time).

After Boyle's transcendent performance, she walked off the stage, forgetting that she still had to speak to the judges. A delightfully humorous moment, actually - one that bespoke of her childlike naivete. When the judges did speak to her, two of them were pretty cruel while they were lavishing praise on her. Piers Morgan said  "When you stood there with that cheeky grin and said, 'I want to be like Elaine Paige', everyone was laughing at you. No one is laughing now." Amanda Holden told her "I am so thrilled, because I know that everybody was against you." Talk about backhanded compliments. The implication of course, is that since Ms. Boyle is not physically a supermodel, that no one had any expectations of her doing a worthwhile singing job. Somehow, we have gotten it into our heads that being beautiful somehow lends to one's singing voice. We have put ourselves in a wretched place where we tell ourselves that physically unattractive people are beneath our serious consideration because they can't possibly be good at anything.

As I stated in the beginning of this post, I dislike reality TV. However, I got wind of this performance on a discussion forum, and mainly out of boredom I clicked on the Youtube link with absolutely zero expectations. I'm very cynical and not given to undue displays of emotion, but after seeing the whole sequence my eyes were welling up with tears. I rarely have seen a moment like this in all my life. I can only think of a couple of comparable triumphs of the human spirit that have gained notoriety in the last few years. One was when a high school basketball team let their severely autistic team member come off the bench and actually play - to which he responded by nailing a multitude of three-pointers that played a huge role in his team's victory. The other was a youth baseball team that, with the game on the line, put in a teammate severely disabled with Down syndrome. The opposing team voluntarily let them win by allowing the disabled child to get a hit - as I recall they basically let him have an inside the park home run.

So, I have to wonder... if moments like these are so special, why aren't we as a society doing more to encourage them? I am confident that while Susan Boyle's performance temporarily touched millions of people's hearts, in short order most of us will probably return to laughing at those who aren't considered pinnacles of beauty. We will continue to laugh at them and not expect anything from them, in order to allow us to overlook our own myriad imperfections and feel better about ourselves in the process.

We should be exalting the Susan Boyles of this world, not denigrating them. The fact that we don't says a hell of a lot more about us than it does Susan Boyle.

In reality, in all the ways that matter, Susan Boyle is extraordinarily beautiful. Not in the shallow physical sense, but in the human sense. An unassuming, friendly, loving person who stays at home to take care of her elderly, ailing mother. A person full of love who freely, if sadly, admits she's "never been kissed". A person who delighted in telling the world she has a cat named Pebbles. A person who, from what I can see, takes the taunts of a mean-spirited world in stride, and instead of going tit-for-tat, gives nothing back but sweetness and modesty (and a marvelous voice) in return.

In a world where "success" is personified by talentless human wreckage like Britney Spears, Susan Boyle is a reminder of what real success is all about. Success and beauty do not come from external sources, they come from the strength within us. Ms. Boyle taught the world an important lesson last week, and we all owe her a debt of gratitude for causing us to at least temporarily look in the mirror she presented us with.

For those of you who have not seen this remarkable video, go here (Youtube is not allowing embedding of this video for some reason). I also found a recording of her singing "Cry Me A River" from a 1999 charity CD, which you can listen to here.

Will she achieve her dream of being a renowned professional singer in the long run? I would imagine she has a very good shot, especially with Simon Cowell now firmly in her corner, reportedly putting together a recording deal for her. I have seen some critiques of her performance on the Internet that put aside the human drama aspect and call her singing mediocre by professional standards. That may be true; I'm certainly no expert on the subject. However, if that stunning performance is indicative of an untrained singing voice, I would imagine professional vocal training would greatly enhance the huge vocal advantage she already has over the vast majority of the world.

Internet cynics have been out in force, claiming that this entire drama has been a contrivance by the show's producers to make millions of dollars off of suckers like us, while Susan herself gets used up and cast out after she is no longer of any use. Well, there is probably some nugget of truth in what they say. After all, the producers did know her singing voice before she went out on stage that night, so they purposely cast her as the ultimate underdog in order to elicit the desired response. Shows like that exist to make money for their networks, and no one should be so naive as to think that show business is not a calculating enterprise that is based on the bottom line like any other business. However, I believe that in this case, the cynics are being petty, narrow-minded, and are missing the greater point.

Whatever Ms. Boyle's singing future has in store for her, she has, in the space of a few short minutes, already had a more profound impact on the world than many musical performers could ever hope to achieve simply by singing one song. God bless you, Susan Boyle. You uplifted us, and you gave us all a lot to reflect on by showing us what real beauty is all about.

Happy Birthday To Me...

Sunday, March 1, 2009


Today is the one-year anniversary of this blog, so I thought I'd post a quickie.

It's hard to believe it's been a year already!

My new painting business routine is incredibly busy, but has settled to the point where I can confidently state that I'll be back posting on a regular basis soon, although maybe not on a daily basis as I tried to do in the past. I'm thinking about changing the format slightly and making this blog more of a general outlet, as opposed to the religion and science themes that have been the main focus thus far. We'll see what happens.

In any case, I thank all my millions of adoring fans *cough cough* for being so patient, and hopefully I'll see y'all again real soon.

Blog Update

Friday, January 23, 2009


Sorry about the lack of posting lately, folks... I have been too busy to mess with the blog lately. This trend will continue indefinitely, unfortunately.

I recently acquired a new customer for my painting business - a 200-unit townhouse complex. I have more work than I can handle every single day now, which is a good thing seeing as I was basically just sitting around for the last few months waiting for programming or painting work to come my way. I was selected out of a group of over 40 subcontractor applicants for this gig, so I feel very blessed. Given that the economy is in such bad shape, this opportunity is something of a minor miracle.

Unfortunately, this means that I can no longer post on a near-daily basis as I have done these last seven months or so. I love my little corner of the blogoverse, have worked very hard on it, and hate to neglect it. But, neglect it I must. By the time I get home I'm usually too tired to do anything but check my email and go to bed. So, not much time for researching and composing blog entries anymore.

I'll try to post a few times a month, but it seems that overall, the blog is pretty much shelved.

It was fun while it lasted, and maybe I'll get that motivation back someday. In the meantime, thanks to all who regularly visit me and leave thoughtful comments. Hopefully, I'll be posting regularly again some day.

Gumby

Trading Spouses, Lunatic Edition

Thursday, January 15, 2009

This is one of the most disturbing videos I have ever seen. I guess this is a couple years old but it's the first time I've seen it. This is what fundamentalism can do to people, and what it can do to a fundamentalist's family. It's from the Fox show Trading Spouses. Watch how happy the family is until Mama comes home. I feel so sorry for her husband and children, especially the youngest daughter. She looked terrified, as well she should.



It just boggles my mind.

My So-Called Life

Sunday, January 11, 2009

 
It's alive... IT'S ALIIIIIVE!!!

Abiogenesis, or the scientific study of  the origin of life, is a field in its infancy. Much research has been conducted, but many of the results are inconclusive and at best hypothetical. That is understandable. The distinction between life and non-life is so drastic, yet the boundary is vague - not every scientist agrees when an assemblage of replicating molecules can be defined as "alive".  The general consensus is that the first life forms were single-celled prokaryotes, which are (generally unicellular) organisms that lack a nucleus. Common bacteria are examples of prokaryotes. They are thought to have existed as long as 4 billion years ago, or only 500 million years after the initial formation of our planet.

It is generally agreed upon that life first arose when ordinary chemical reactions produced chains of amino acids, which are the building blocks of life. In all living things, these amino acids are organized into proteins, and the construction of these proteins is mediated by nucleic acids. The question of the origin of life is therefore a question of how the first nucleic acids came into existence.

Scientists have created something in the lab that is tantalizingly close to what might have happened. It's not life, they stress, but it shares some of the characteristics of life. The researchers, at the Scripps Research Institute, created molecules that self-replicate and even evolve and compete. Specifically, what they did was get RNA to replicate itself in a lab without the help of any proteins or other cellular machinery.

To clarify this a bit, let's take a very quick look at DNA and RNA. DNA is the "blueprint" of life, the molecules that pack all the genetic information of a cell. DNA and the genes within it are where mutations occur, enabling changes that create new species.  RNA is the close cousin to DNA. More accurately, RNA is thought to be a primitive ancestor of DNA. RNA can't run a life form on its own, but 4 billion years ago it might have been on the verge of creating life, just needing some chemical fix to make the leap. In today's world, RNA is dependent on DNA for performing its roles, which include coding for proteins.

Back to the experiment.

The researchers synthesized RNA enzymes that can replicate themselves without the help of any proteins or other cellular components, and the process proceeds indefinitely. "Immortalized" RNA, they call it, at least within the limited conditions of a laboratory.More significantly, the scientists then mixed different RNA enzymes that had replicated, along with some of the raw material they were working with, and let them compete.

What happened? They bred. And now and then, one of these survivors would screw up, binding with some other bit of raw material it hadn't been using - just as life forms do.

When these mutations occurred, "the resulting recombinant enzymes also were capable of sustained replication, with the most fit replicators growing in number to dominate the mixture," the scientists report.In other words, the RNA that was most able to adapt to its environment was the RNA that propagated most effectively... evolution by natural selection.

The scientists were careful to reiterate that while the self-replicating RNA enzyme systems share certain characteristics of life, they are not life as we know it. However, the day will come when science indeed creates life from scratch.

Source: LiveScience

Here, Kitty, Kitty!

Friday, January 9, 2009

Awwww.... he's adowwwable!

More proof that PETA has lost its collective mind, courtesy of the Associated Press:
SPEARFISH, S.D. – The activist animal rights group People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals has asked school officials to change the name of Spearfish High School to "Sea Kitten High School." The new name would "reflect the gentle nature of its current marine namesake," the organization said in a letter to Steve Morford, Spearfish High School principal.

PETA said the letter is part of a new Sea Kitten campaign aimed at children.

If children were taught to refer to fish as "sea kittens," reflecting that fish, like cats and dogs, are "individuals" that "do have friendships," fewer fish might be killed for food or sport, said Pulin Modi, a PETA spokesman.
"We want people to realize that more fish are killed each year than all animals combined," he said. "They don't have the sympathy of more popular animals like cats and dogs."

Morford said he did not want to share his feelings about PETA. "Obviously, it's nothing we're taking seriously," he said.

Good Lord. Of course, I do not wish to see any creature come to unnecessary harm.  But PETA is doing nothing but exacerbating their public image as a bunch of kooks with crap like this.

And who says kittens are cute and cuddly? This "innocent" little guy below terrifies me, quite frankly.

A Critique Of Christian "Persecution"

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Waka waka waka waka....

It's nice when someone writes a blog post that strikes so close to home, you feel like you're writing a post just by linking to it.

My buddy Eugene at A Life In Juxtaposition has brilliantly tackled one of my pet peeves - the constant crying by fundamentalist Christians who feel that they are being persecuted for their beliefs in one form or another. Intelligent Design blocked from being taught in the public school science classroom? Persecution. Someone disagrees with a Christian on a religious matter in a discussion forum? Persecution. Someone says "Happy Holidays" instead of "Merry Christmas"? Persecution. Someone wants to put a non-Christian holiday display next to a Nativity scene? Persecution.

I see this all the time on Topix. Lately, I've been dealing with a fundamentalist who calls himself "pop quiz" (I call him "poop whizz" just for fun). Basically, the guy is just a Christian forum troll - he hangs around the forum for the sole purpose of condemning everyone who he sees as un-Christian as a hell-bound atheist. He's totally obsessed and delighted with the prospect of his fellow human beings burning in eternal torment.  He's obviously quite uneducated, has no compassion whatsoever, and has never contributed anything of value to the discussion. When another hardcore fundie joins the discussion, he'll immediately scamper over like a puppy, warmly greet him, and "earnestly" warn him of the terrible persecution he is about to encounter.

Of course, he is not being persecuted because of his faith. He's being persecuted because he gleefully wishes eternal agony on people, contributes nothing to the topic, and generally runs around like an idiot. And, he lies. Every time he opens his mouth, a lie slithers out. We've caught him in a zillion lies, the most recent (and memorable) being his claim that he is a doctor who runs a practice with 15,000 patients. Um, OK... you can't spell, you can't even post a cogent argument, you sit around on Topix all day spewing hatred, and you want everyone to believe you are a doctor with an impossibly large number of patients... hee hee hee.

Naturally, when we refute his fairy tales with damning evidence from his very own posts, he plays the standard forum troll evasion games, adding a twist of Christian persecution as a garnish ("You just can't handle the fact you're an atheist who's going to burn, so you attack a Christian by lying and smearing him with false accusations!!!").

Eugene calls the common fundie tactic of feigning religious persecution  "Persecution Envy". Read the article, because it's Eugene at his best. Here's a snippet:
It’s really not hard to tell those suffering from Persecution Envy from those who suffer from Actual Persecution – those suffering from Actual Persecution tend to be marked by a complete lack of whining over trivialities. Freedom of expression is something they long for, not something they wish didn’t exist. For some reason those who actually have their life and livelihood threatened due to their religious convictions hardly ever complain about people saying “Happy Holidays” instead of “Merry Christmas”. Imagine that!
Eugene correctly traces a large part of this faux persecution complex to Matthew 5:10 - Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. I guess feeling persecuted for nothing at all is better than actually being persecuted. You can play the persecuted martyr without all the inconvenience of actually sufferingThis utterly callous, selfish and whiny indifference to real religious persecution reminds me of the utterly callous, selfish and whiny indifference of the infamous (but non-existent, according to Snopes) statement wrongly attributed to Mariah Carey - "When I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean, I'd love to be skinny like that, but not with all those flies and death and stuff."

Great post, Eugene. Oh, and Eugene, I stole your graphic as well. Try not to feel overly persecuted.