Friday, October 23, 2009

Liberty

Liberty is so hard to have and so easy to lose.

"Liberty is liberty, not equality or fairness or justice or human happiness or quiet conscience."
Isaiah Berlin

"The people never give up their liberties except under some delusion." Edmund Burke

"The condition upon which God had given liberty to man is eternal vigilance." John Philpot Curran

"Freedom is always and exclusively freedom for the one who thinks differently" Rosa Luxemburg

"What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend, it ceases to exist." Salmon Rusdie

"A free soceity is a society where it is safe to be unpopular." Adlai Stevenson

"You can calculate the worth of a man by the number of his enemies, and the importance of a a work of art by the harm that is spoken of it." Gustave Flaubert

"Better to have him inside the tent pissing out, than outside pissing in." Lyndon Johnson

"Those who are caught in mental cages can often picture freedom, it just has no attractive power." Iris Murdock

"Politics is the art of preventing people from taking part in affairs which properly concern them."
Paul Valery

"A liberal is a conservative whose been arrested." Tom Wolfe.

"I always had the impression that real militants are like cleaning women, doing a thankless, daily but necessary job." Francois Truffaut.

"The citizen's first duty is unrest." Gunter Grass

"Never forget that only dead fish swim with the stream." Malcolm Muggeridge

"Without deviation from the norm, progress is not possible." Frank Zappa.

"Is it progress if a cannibal uses knife and fork." Stanislav Lec

The Disruptive Person

If you are not a team player,
And object to the killing of innoscent babies,
Or say that your corporation shouldn't pollute the water for profit,
Or god forbid, are a whistleblower ,
And point the finger successfully at those killing who should be healing
Or those taking kickbacks and are corrupt,
Then we have a new name for you:
Disruptive person, (pants on fire, poopoo butt, pissy face)
And soon we'll have a pill and
Justification for incarceration.
You disruptive person, you!
Bad boy. Naughty girl.
Not a team player!
Won't take a little money to be quiet like the rest of us,
Won't agree the ends justify the means.
Won't see it our way.Just don't get it.
Either you're with us or agin us.
Skeptical is next to cynical,
But what we need is your total agreement.
Are you willing to lie, cheat, maim, corrupt, kill, gas, and self immolate?
Are you loyal? Do you love God? Do you love your country and your corporation?
Do you love your parents? Do you love children?
Do you love fast food and nuclear weapons?
Do you love pollution and central authority and prisons for profit?
Do you love health care and cosmetic surgery for the rich and powerful?
Do you love slums and gated communities?
Or are you a disruptive person, poopoo butt, pissy face.
Well what are you? Pants on fire!



Boundary Crossings

Once you accept that there is a boundary and not a membrane
And you except that a crossing has been made
Rather than a transfer.
Then you're well out of the realm of science,
And deeply in the mire of politics.
So don't talk of truth,
But lets just agree to pick the best liar
And be done with it.
Politics is about picking the least bad alternative
While the last I looked
The sciences were still about picking the best.

Professional Boundaries

1. Dress professionally. For men this is a 3 piece suit with tie, preferrably a tuxedo. Golf shirts are now out. Women should wear burkas. The transition to this apparel will be gradual and will begin with pant suits and otherwise total body covering. No cleavage or legs and certainly no 'tight' burkas. There is no aggreement on what is "professional" however it is understood that there are those who are dressing 'unproprofessionally'. Possibly tattoos. Possibly earrings and other piercings. Shorts have to my mind always been unprofessional and men wearing shorts will be summarily dismissed. Clearly those who object to long hair on men and short hair on women will be more likely to define 'professional' and their complaints will hold the greatest sway. Possibly the "hidden majority" could express themselves regarding the continued militarization of society and the insecurity of the class structures that demand rigid codes of dress. That said, if our colleagues were going to work in underwear , we'd be expected to do the same, so we should be thankful. God forbid though we're increasingly being expected to dress like politicians and used car salesmen.
2. Behave appropriately. There is no clear definition of appropriate and all are guilty until proven innoscent in the court room of political correctness and popularity however being 'appropriate' is critical to be professional. When the leader says kill we must chant kill in unison and if he says peace we must chant peace in unison. As King Lear pointed out this 'courtly' behaviour is wholly dependent on proximity to the throne and those who are most stylishly appropriate in all things are those most courtly. Note that substance is out and superficiality is in. Think media and sound bites. Rich are appropriate. Powerful are appropriate. Poor are innappropriate. Weak are innappropriate. America is appropriate. Africa is innappropriate. First world is appropriate. Third world is innappropriate. Urban is appropriate. Rural is innappropriate etc. I'm appropriate. You're innappropriate. You get the picture.
3. Don't talk about sex, ask about sex, mention sex, or even treat sex. Sex is out. Out. Out. Out. All women to be seen by women and lesbians by lesbians and all men by men and homosexuals by homosexuals. Otherwise you risk complaint. No sex, please, we're English. Don't touch genitals. Don't look at genitals. Don't discuss genitals. It is better for patients to die of breast cancers with unexamined breasts, pelvic cancers for unexamined pelvis, rectal cancer for unexamined rectums and kill themselves keeping the secret of their sexual abuse or rape,impotence or sexual addiction than that a professional risk his income and career and reputation by having a sex discussion. Thinking about sex is bad. Talking about sex is evil and doing anything sexual is harrassment. Indeed the smart professional will hence forth self castrate male and female and gay and run out of the room if anyone mentions sex within a hundred mile radius.
If sexual discussion is inevitable there must be chaperones. Chaperones are special paid and trained individuals who must be taught to watch the genitals and other sexual parts while professionals look elsewhere and touch elsewhere. A special screen with a hole for examination will be required in every examination room. Further there will be no direct converation between clients and professionals of different sexual preference but rather there will be person of the same sexual preference who can relay communication of the profession to the vulnerable one so that sensitivity will be maintained.
As one radical feminist pointed out, the laws of political correctness are indeed Victorianism but for the right reasons. It's not just that women must be protected but men must be too. And don't forget the children.
All professionals are rabid sex crazed psychopaths and the public must be protected from sexual congress among themselves as well as discussing even that with professional. Discussing sex is unprofessional even for sexual professional. It doesn't matter that most professionals are too old or too burnt out for sex and frankly bored by sexual conversations, the law of the 'ends against the middle' prevails and a homeland security units will be necessary soon to accompany and protect every client from the potential sexual advances on all professional visits. The war against drugs may have been lost and no weapons of mass destruction found but the war against professionals must soon begin to employ all the personnell left over from previous silly engagements.
Sex is out. Out. Out. Out. Meanwhile while it's 'innappropriate' and "unprofessional" to discuss sex, and anything related to fertility, reproduction and especially passion, it's highly encouraged to discuss euthanasia, abortion and death. Sex for pleasure is out too. Indeed anything remotely sexual is out even if it's a lotus blossom or cucumber. We are no longer alive culture but a dead culture.Death is in, Sex is out, out, out, out!!!
No sex please, we're English, well multi cultural Canadian and sensitive to everything but sex.
In French Quebec sex however is okay, encouraged even, and those who do not act or do anything sexual are considered behaving in an English manner and are promptly investigated by the French cultural police.
No jokes. Sexual jokes are certainly out. Warrants will hence forth be issued for examination of all professional hard drives on suspicion of sexual humor while of course confidentiality must be maintained by the professional. Hard drives obtained for sexual purposes will of course be scanned confidentially for all other purposes.

Don't laugh. Laughter is unprofessional. We're watching you. Yes, you. And no we're not looking at your genitals. Our chaperones are doing that. So be professional and act appropriate and bend over. What we're doing is not sexual. It's just inevitable, so you might as well enjoy it. We're already doing it to your clients.



Thursday, October 22, 2009

Dawn

Tendrils of light weaving up through the clouds
Waking hulking buildings of glass and steel
Animating them with colour
Toy Cars wind slowly in lines below, head lights still on
As cyclists speed past congestion.
The cat is proud she has woken me again
And ingeniously acquired a can opener.
The coffee is tasting good as a warm shower beckons.
I am infinitely grateful for these brief mercies.
Soon I'll be in the morning and the day will take me
Sucking me into the bedlam of expectations
And eternity of routine.
There will never be time enough
But dusk will come and darkness will follow
And so much will be left undone,
Especially the impossibilities.
Till again I pray alone
For the promise of dawn.
The sun has risen.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Tears

You said how much you loved men who cried
And I thought you were so sensitive and loving
Before I knew you used men's tears
To judge how much blood they had.

And when you left I had no more tears.
And the note read, "Happy Halloween!"

Cheaters





Cheaters http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0218094/ written and directed by John Stockwell is a quiet genius of a movie. Maybe that's because the story is about the 1995 Steinmetz High Academic Decathalon Cheating Scandal in which the lower class students obtained the tests before competing with the upper class schools going onto win the Illinois Championship only to be exposed for 'cheating'. The movie depicts the 'fixed' unfair nature of these 'competitions' and exposes the 'cheating' that pervades modern American society. Highest paid lawyers admit to cheating as Presidential lying is exposed verbatim. The question asked, is do the public schools prepare people for "real" 'corporate America' or perpetuate the class rule by promoting one Biblical interpretation for the lower classes and a different for the upper classes. Written in 2000 it's more true today in light of the epidemic of 'cheating' by the leaders of American society and the lies of 9-11 and the Iraq invasion. For America to maintain it's reign begun in moral and spiritual high ground will it need to persist in it's barbaric devolution or will it maintain it's place by ascending out of it's recent pitiful mire. Jeff Daniels portrayal of Dr. Gerard Plecki is sensitive, powerful and believable. Jena Malone playing a brilliant student ring leader Jolie Fitch is sensational, sexy in that special smart girl way while oozing innoscence and impish rebellion. All the actors and actresses are amazing in this moving film intimately bringing home the terrible angst of adolescence without camp and truthfully portraying teachers and students in these most difficult years. John Stockwell has captured so much in this film.

The United States Academic Decathalon http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Academic_Decathlon is itself a remarkable achievement. Developed by Robert Peterson of Orange County in 1968 it became nationwide in 1981. It's original plan was not only to provide an academic competition for high achievers but also encourage participation from the C level students. The ten events are art, economics. language and literature, math, music, science and social sciences. In addition to multiple choice tests the judges grade essay, interview and speech.

In many ways the movie reminded me of my undergraduate and medical school study and exam experience. I didn't cheat but had class mates who did. One particular student was infamous for roaming the city and literally stealing all the library books that were necessary for any given assignment. Where does one draw the line at 'unfair advantage'.
Forming study groups I had the advantage of benefitting from the collective wisdom of our group. Were it not for this I'd not have learned of the national "exam" reservoir or even contributed to it. Old exams existed and we prepared by these but accross the country students like myself wrote down what questions we remembered after our exam and sent them off to the be re distributed to the next year's students. The idea was that there was a fairly standard bank of questions and by preparing using these questions we stood a good chance of covering material that was likely to be examined. Commercial booklets were sold that did the same but the banks of questions which students distributed were the best.
At the time I thought "we all know of this" and were clever but in fact the isolated students would most likely not have. I only learned of the 'study guides' that were commercially available when I was overwhelmed by trying to study the text that the professors gave us, the collected reading "required' being inconsiderately more than an individual life time. When the class divided and we had lecturers I had a major dimwit one semester while I lucked out on a good one next. Insider trading of information about the quality of staff was just one of many things that could impact profoundly on one's success.
My ex wife had the benefit of my having done all the exams before her and naturally sharing as much information as I could. Half the students had family who were doctors so had a differential advantage, many being raised in medical terminology which was another language to the minority of us who didn't have family or work experience in medical fields before entry.
I did knew of one person who attempted to use 'social position' to sway a medical judge in an oral exam only to be failed by the woman doctor who having worked hard to achieve her own place wasn't about to share it based on supposed "blue blood " line. Her position in medicine was more important to her than her position at the country club.
Meanwhile in retrospect most of the examinations and studies were sound and when I went out into country and general practice I was deeply thankful to my teachers for their thorough preparation of me for real medicine where I was alone facing gunshot wounds, myocardial infarctions, kidney failures, massive auto accident and industrial trauma , breech deliveries and all the horrors and surprises that medicine is. Four years before I would have been a danger to self and others in 99% of these situations and thanks to my medical school and the faculty and examinations I was prepared for the daily life and death encounters and we survived.

I can only think that the students who participate in the Academic Decathalons would be even better prepared.

Today I heard a professor tell me he'd told his students that they experienced a rush for mid terms and then could look forward to a break and then another rush for finals which he hoped would prepare them for the daily mid term and final exam experience of the real world professional life.

Aint that the truth! I thought, remembering how 'unfair' it was that I was up all night delivering babies sick with the flu myself and doing a final exam with no sleep in 36 hours. Not a year later I was thankful for that experience as I spent days and nights without sleep with nurses working beside me during a meningitis epidemic on an Indian reserve.

As to cheating, I always remember this other kid in elementary school trying to trip me when I was passing him in a race. I saw the terror and shame and failure in his eyes. I passed him but I knew that in trying to trip me he'd forfeited the race to me. He knew I was a better runner. It didn't matter what the outcome was after that. On the other hand if you believe that the guy with the most toys and the stupidest plastic surgery barbie is the winner, maybe cheaters do win. There are however some toys I would certainly appreciate and could use a nip and tuck myself.

In the movie Grand Canyon, 1991 Mack is played by Kevin Kline while Danny Glover plays Simon the tow truck driver being held up Rockstar played by Shaun Baker. They shares these immortal lines:
Grand Canyon (1991)
Simon: This neighborhood is gone to shit.
Mack: This country is gone to shit.

Simon: I've gotta ask you for a favor. Let me go my way here. This truck's my responsibility, and now that the car's hooked up to it, it's my responsibility too.
Rocstar: Do you think I'm stupid? Just answer that question first.
Simon: Look, I don't know nothing about you; you don't know nothing about me. I don't know if you're stupid, or some kind of genius. All I know is that I need to get out of here, and you got the gun. So I'm asking you, for the second time, let me go my way here.
Rocstar: I'm gonna grant you that favor, and I'm gonna expect you to remember it if we ever meet again. But tell me this, are you asking me as a sign of respect, or are you asking because I've got the gun?
Simon: Man, the world ain't supposed to work like this. I mean, maybe you don't know that yet. I'm supposed to be able to do my job without having to ask you if I can. That dude is supposed to be able to wait with his car without you ripping him off. Everything is supposed to be different than it is.
Rocstar: So what's your answer?
Simon: You ain't got the gun, we ain't having this conversation.
Rocstar: That's what I thought: no gun, no respect. That's why I always got the gun.

When I was young and omnipotential with straight A's in arts and science, as likely to be a succes in banking, law, medicine as any one of the professions I chose medicine. I was gymnast,martial artist and street fighter, well trained in wilderness survival, weapons and hunting. I could have as easily excelled in the military, become a mercenary or a terrorist but I chose academia. I even specialized. But for a society to have specialization and academics and doctors they have to be willing to protect them. I don't feel safe today. Fewer do in this society. The cheaters and liars never did feel safe or know peace so they're doing even more cheating and lying. Just as the bullies are doing more bullying.

As Simon says. "Everything is supposed to be different."