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02 February 2012 |
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It's a sad and pitiful sight when weak-kneed but stubborn bureaucrats and power hoarders come up against resourceful individuals with the courage and conviction to circumvent or ignore their oh, so sacred rules. I'm thinking Rosa Parks on the bus, or the kids at at the lunch counter in Greensboro; George Carlin and the Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television, and any number of similar examples.
Sometimes it's defiance merely for the sake of defiance -- like the wonderful "Bong Hits 4 Jesus" t-shirt case in Alaska some years back. I appreciate that little stunt -- nothing like a little tongue-in-cheek rebellion to put authority in its place. But often, it's quite substantial -- like in the case of Jessica Ahlquist of Rhode Island, who has bravely decided to stand up and cry foul over her school's unconstitutional prayer poster.
The latest example is J. T. Gaskins, a 17-year old cancer survivor from Michigan, who decided to support the relative of a friend undergoing cancer treatment by growing his hair long to donate to Locks of Love. A pretty ballsy move for a boy of that age. Unfortunately, he attends Madison Academy, a school apparently in the grips of rigor mortis, obsessed with "important" rules like "Hoodies must have no pockets. If a Madison hoodie has a pocket on its front, it must be removed prior to wearing it to school" and where Jean Day is to be considered some sort of institutionalized anarchistic "special" treat, although the student handbook is quick to point out: "The privilege of participation in Jean Day by an individual student, or group of students will be determined by the teacher, or administration." Uptight, much?
Oh, and then there's the rule that's causing Gaskin's grief: "Hair must be [...] off the collar, off the ears and out of the eyes." Indeed; get thee behind me, Beatles freak.
And while the bureaucrats cling to their rule book ("We're not changing the rules in the middle of the school year," declared the president of the board) the rest of the world can merely marvel: here's a boy showing genuine empathy for a fellow human being, and the initiative to do something about it (without hurting anyone else), evidently able to appreciate that there is more to life than simply toeing the line -- and "the system" immediately gets busy trying to slap the little rebel back into place. So sad and counterproductive.
Sure, the rule says "no long hair." So, suck it, hippie boy. But there is more to life than rules, and sometimes rules need to be bent, dismissed or revoked, if they turn out to serve no other purpose but to elevate those who make the rules above those who must abide by the rules and put the latter in their place at the mercy of the former. For that reason alone, I hope Gaskins prevails and not only gets to donate his hair to Locks of Love, but also encourages parents and other students to push back against a school board that seems to be getting completely carried away with their endless rules and regulations, to the detriment of basic compassion, community values, and common sense.
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31 January 2012 |
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It's long been known that the Susan G. Komen Foundation and its ubiquitous Pink Ribbon campaign is equal parts scam and snake oil marketing. There's an entire book written on the subject. SGK's actual donations to The Cure are questionable, and the fraction of the jacked-up price of various ribbon-branded doodads that actually ends up supporting the cause is negligible. There have also been numerous instances of products being licensed to carry the enticing little ribbon that have either been directly or indirectly cancer-causing, or entirely inappropriate (a pink ribbon handgun, anybody?). Every year, we're assaulted with more pink crap in every isle of the supermarket -- random junk, feverishly branded by greedy marketeers, eager to cash in on the guilt and charity felt by frazzled shoppers. Add to that all the runs and walks and skips and jumps "for The Cure" that all come with hefty price tags and donation requirements.
The reason it's all so damn Pink and all Komen all the time is because SGK are of the mind that they have a monopoly on the term "The Cure." And so, much of the money that's left over after they've paid their executives $500K+ each, they elect to spend chasing down other non-profits trying to raise money for breast cancer research and telling them in the shape of lawsuits that they can't use the term "The Cure." Really? So, is this about "The Cure" at all, or more about protecting SGK's uber-branded but essentially vapid little cash cow of a pink ribbon?
In 2009, blogger Jane Hamsher highlighted Hadassah Lieberman's numerous conflicts of interest working for SGK while at the same time lobbying for some of the biggest pharmaceuticals and being married to Joe -- the complete schmuck who has built much of his career on making life miserable for women. Hamsher's plea for SGK to be honest and let Hadassah go was ignored.
And now SGK has decided to let a political agenda get in the way of providing much needed preventitive breast cancer screenings for low income women. SGK has announced (not publicly, mind you, just a pink slip to the people on the front line of "The Cure") that it is ending its funding of breast cancer services offered by Planned Parenthood clinics. This move might have a lot to do with the fact that SGK last year appointed Karen Handel as Senior Vice President for Public Policy. She's a failed Georgia politician who ran for Governor on a ticket of defunding Planned Parenthood, and she was one of Sarah Palin's BFFs -- not exactly someone you'd want to have involved in *anything* to do with women's health.
When October rolls around, and the whole world is once more awash in opportunistic pink crap and endless pleas to give for "The Cure," i would be worth while remembering that you'd be paying dearly for the product it's on, dearly for the ribbon, and dearly for the Foundation and for the Foundation's exceptionally well-paid leadership -- and worth remembering, too, that the people managing whatever is left of your donation have now declared that, actually, the provision of breast cancer screening to the women who most need it is not really a priority.
And hopefully you'll then decide to give to a different cause, or find some other way to support "The Cure."
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30 October 2009 |
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Okay, I just spent a few minutes dissing Google for their lame implementation of a Calendar App. Now to something that doesn't suck: SmugMug's incredible photo sharing site. For years, I've been trying to find a way to take my pro and not-so-pro images from my own archive to a more publicly accessible format. Mostly, I've cranked out slideshows or galleries with tools like Slideshow Pro for Joomla or from within Lightroom with various 3rd party widgets. And while it worked, it didn't work well at all. it was cumbersome and gave very mixed results, particularly when it came time to disseminate images widely.
So I finally decided that the way to go might be one of the online outfits. Yes, I've known about Picassa and Flikr and all the others for years, but the one that leapt out at me early on was SmugMug. It seemed really friendly, somehow, professional yet unpretentious, efficient yet fun. After a recent trip to Europe, I opened up an account and starting playing around. I was blown away by the whole thing -- it's by far the best application I've seen in a long, long time. Add to that Jeffrey Friedl's totally amazing Adobe Lightroom plugin that makes it ridiculously easy to move images from your archive to the web with granular control, and you've got a winning package. No, SmugMug is not free. Nor is Jeff's widget. But, really. They are *so* worth the price of admission if you do anything even remotely serious with images. If you've just got a couple of snaps to drop on friends now and then? Don't bother, obviously. Go with Facebook or one of the big freebie sites. But for the real deal, SmugMug is the best deal. Thanks, guys.
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30 October 2009 |
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So, I've been migrating to Google Calendar over the course of the past couple of months, particularly for use in connection with my work running part of the Ford Sayre Nordic Racing program here in my neck of the woods. Now, I've been a Google fan since waay back when, but lately I've been less than impressed. First of all, their disaster of a login system is putting me off big time (I've got a domain account, a separate gmail account, a regular google apps account -- and no way of consolidating them, so I spend forever logging in and out and up and down in order to get anything done. It's ridiculous that Google can't find a way to help user consolidate this stuff, so we have one master login with access to all our Google toys).
And then there are the quirks within apps like the calendar. Hey, it's a great tool -- and it's free, so you can't really knock it. But, seriously. I enter an event and fill in the description field -- and then I discover that there's absolutely no way in hell of displaying the info in the description field anywhere? I mean, WTF? Apparently, that field can only be printed out on an agenda or something irrelevant like that. But, c'mon, this is pathetic, Google. And what's really pathetic is the fact that users have been begging for this obvious feature for well over a year now, with no -- absolutely no -- response from the Google developers. Posting after posting on the official Google calendar help forum with no response at all.
At this point, I'm tempted to find a workaround, but it's really irritating -- and a discredit to the Google reputation as a provider of near flawless services -- that the calendar app is out there with such an obvious shortcoming. At very best a C+ for this effort, Google. Next time, show your work and do it right.
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