A Display of Ignorance

Garrison Keillor’s response to a letter asking what is fresh lutefisk?

Ah, Sarah, Sarah, Sarah.  “I didn’t want to show my ignorance” – that’s the wrong road for an intelligent young woman to travel.  Showing ignorance is how we learn, it’s how we get strangers to tell us their stories, it’s how we experience the world fully.  False sophistication – putting on a cool knowingness – is the road to ignorance.

“What is that?” No need to preface it  with an apology.  I say this from bitter experience, Sarah.  I wasted some of the best years of my life in pretending to a worldly sophistication that stopped my education right in its tracks.  Even today, people looking at me imagine that I know all sorts of things that in fact I’m stupid about. […] Remember this little life lesson, Sarah.  Some of the great journalists of our time have found that nothing works so well in gathering information as a display of ignorance.  Happy New Year.  Garrison Keillor

I subscribe to A Prairie Home Companion’s weekly newsletter for one reason: to read the Post to the Host section.  I love GK’s writing voice, his sense of pitch. He responds to random questions about writing, potato salad, giving a eulogy, bookstores, sons who lose a writing contest, music, and the meaning of fresh lutefisk.  [his full response to Sarah can be found by scrolling to the bottom of the link.]   If you enjoy this, there are archives back to January 1997. 

False sophistication.  Guilty as charged.  Bluffer, nodder, phony me. Feigned comprehension. I remember the day in 1982 when my SIL said she was feeling ambiguous and I had no clue what she meant but murmured a vague response to cover up my ignorance.   The person who helps me the most  in this area is my cousin’s wife, who freely and naturally says “I don’t know what that word means; could you explain it?”  It is so refreshing.  No pretense.  No sham.  Ask and it shall be given to you…

It Pays to Read the Endnotes

One never knows what curiosity will be found in footnotes, sidenotes or endnotes.  Collin and I are slogging through a tedious and tiresome Great Book.  The greatest delight has been finding this astonishing quote in the endnote.  Bet you won’t ever in your lifetime guess who wrote it! (Answer in the comments.)

Those who know Calvin only as a theologian much underestimate the extent of his genius.  The codification of our wise edicts, in which he played a large part, does him no less honor than his Institute.  Whatever revolution time may bring in our religion, so long as the spirit of patriotism and liberty still lives among us, the memory of this great man will be forever blessed.

Bet you can’t guess,

Economics, Again


Notice the bookmark?

Much of my learning is driven by fear.  I think, “If I don’t learn this now, I’m afraid I never will.” 

So, although the conditions are unfavorable, now is the moment to squeeze my eyes shut, pinch my nostrils together and jump off the diving board into the pool of economics. I gathered relevant books which have sat unread for too many years. I’m reading by rotation: a chapter of Hazlitt, a chapter of Maybury, a chapter of Kirk and a chapter of Sowell (subtitled A Citizen’s Guide to the Economy; I especially like this one), and then repeating the rotation.  The primary text is Hazlitt’s Economics in One Lesson.

The Curse of Machinery  The title is misleading.  Hazlitt believes machinery is a downright blessing and refutes the fallacy that “machines on net balance create unemployment” with undisguised derision for technophobes.  I was very uncomfortable with this chapter.  I wanted to take the esteemed Mr. Hazlitt by the hand back to the first page of this book where he says, “the good economist looks also at the longer and indirect consequences.”  Neil Postman demonstrates the indirect consequences of technology in Technopoly, subtitled The Surrender of Culture to Technology.  Postman asserts that technology gives and takes aways; new technologies have done great things, but they have also undone great things.  Fascinating reading, but that’s another post.

Spread-the-Work Schemes  The maddening inefficiency of labor laws, driven by union demands for the exclusive right to perform certain jobs, lowers production and raises costs.

Disbanding Troops and Bureaucrats   Hazlitt again reminds us to look at both sides now.  In theory – cough cough – when soldiers are sent home, taxes go down and citizens have more money to spend in the market.

The Fetish of Full Employment  It is easy to keep all citizens employed with make-work jobs if efficiency and cost are not considered.  Do we really want full employment?  Hazlitt is hammering a first principle of economics: maximized production is the objective.  His phrase “part of the population supported in idleness by undisguised relief” arrested me. 

Can we take a break for a minute?  All this “production” talk is making me crazy.  There is more to life than “maximized production”!  Maybe I’m confusing economics and life.  Albert Camus said, “The society based on production is only productive, not creative.”  I just wanted to breath a deep breath, sip some tea, and imagine the sound of waves caressing the shore.  There.  Break’s over.

Who’s Protected by Tariffs?    Hazlitt calls tariffs “artificial obstacles to trade and transportation”, noting the war language used, e.g. an invasion of foreign products, in arguments against free trade. 

The Drive for Exports  Key sentence: “Collectively considered, the real reason a country needs exports is to pay for its imports.”  Here’s another great one: “A nation cannot grow rich by giving goods away.” Topic like export subsidies and foreign economic aid are too complex for my pea brain.  If we loan money, why do we not expect it to be repaid?  Why do we keep loaning it? 

Hazlitt argues for using the same principles in foreign trade that we would in domestic trade.

Here is my question:  Isn’t what is good for the individual (economically) good for the nation?  By that I mean, if spending less than you earn is sound policy for one family, isn’t it sound policy for our country? Is that too simplistic, too artless a view?  I’m glad for the impetus to work through these questions, but I must confess that this is making my son’s algebra lesson on rational expressions enticing!    

E-Prime

Earlier this week, Ruthie wondered if I had cabin fever, writing about Helvetica, pornography, and economics in one week.  The impish side of me wondered what other weird topics I could throw in the mix.  Here it comes: E-prime.  My friend Mel is going back to school and mentioned an assignment to write a paper in E-prime.  I’d never heard of it, have you? 

Here is the definition from Wikipedia:

E-Prime uses a modified English syntax and vocabulary lacking all forms of the verb to be: be, is, am, are, was, were, been and being, including their contractions, such as it’s and I’m. Sentences composed in E-Prime therefore are less likely to contain the passive voice. This approach can force the writer or speaker to think differently, and can make written text easier to read. In eliminating most uses of the passive mode, E-Prime requires the writer to explicitly acknowledge the agent of a sentence.

D. David Bourland Jr. explains, “The name comes from the equation E’ = E – e, where E represents the words of the English language, and e represents the inflected forms of “to be.”

Thus, instead of

Roses are red;
Violets are blue,
Honey is sweet,
And so are you.

E-Prime would express that ditty as:

Roses look red,
Violets look blue.
Honey seems sweet,
And so do you.
 

This is folly to the thirteenth degree!  They believe there are no absolutes.  (And how would you translate that sentence to E-Prime? In their system of metaphysics they classify nothing as an absolute.) In an attempt to curb my natural tendency towards shrillness, let’s laugh at this absurdity.  Can you imagine an E-Prime translation of the Bible?

Moses:  Then what shall I tell them?
God said to Moses, I SEEM that I SEEM.

Jesus:  I evaluate myself as the Way, the Truth and the Life. 

It isn’t right. 

E-Prime advocates are trying to get away from Aristotelian essentialism.  No essences (from the Latin esse – ‘to be’) allowed.    Dr. Donald E. Simanek writes, “Most poetry cannot be rewritten in E-prime. You can’t utter pseudoprofundities like “I think, therefore I am.”…Throw out “My love is like a red, red rose.”  Such constructions encourage vague, imprecise, misleading, ambiguous and foolish writing masquerading as profundity.  We’d have to throw out Shakespeare, which I’d consider no great loss.”

Ay-yi-yi!!  Does Psalm 2 come to mind?  I think writing a paper without using the “to be” forms is a healthy exercise in writing, helpful in learning to show, not tell.  But the root of this is far beyond Writing 101.

I am a woman.  Not: I classify myself in the female gender.
I am a Christian. Not: In my current metaphysical mindset, I choose the subset Christian.
I am happy.  Not; I evaluate myself as happy this morning.

Who are you?

A Natural History of Latin

This book is for everyone who wants to know more about Latin,
about the language and about its influence on the culture and history of Europe.
(opening sentence)

I have written in the past about my beloved Latin teacher, Magister Dilectus. Learning Latin from such a scholar was one of the great benefits from God which I do not want ever to forget. Naturally, when I share my story, I get wistful sighs and yearning looks.  Reading A Natural History of Latin is the best, albeit poor in comparison, substitute to having a Latin scholar for a teacher.  As I turned the pages of this book, I fondly remembered the narrative of our teacher on the same subject. 

If you are striving to learn more than vocabulary, declensions and conjugations, this is the book to round out your understanding of both ancient and medieval culture, a book that will put the Latin you are learning into context.  One thing I can assure you: you don’t need to know a speck of Latin to read this book.  Every single Latin word is translated for you.

For instance, take Latin pronunciation.  I loved when Mr. F. would recite some text of Latin from memory, the mellifluous tones beautiful sounds, even if there was no comprehension of the words. Many students have been taught that since no one knows how it was pronounced, just say a Latin word as if it were an English word. [Screeching nails on the chalkboard!! Can you imagine listening to a choir sing a Latin text as if it were English?] There are a few reliable clues that get us very close to original pronunciation.  Loanwords, words taken from Latin into another language, are helpful.  Caesar is easy to pronounce in Latin if you just think of the German word Kaiser.  When archeology digs uncovered graffiti on the walls of Pompei which had been covered by the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius, the misspelled words offered clues to the phonetic pronunciation of those words.  

Our beloved teacher introduced us to medieval Latin poetry: the pounding trochaic lines in Dies Irae, the lugubrious Stabat Mater, and the playful Carmina Burana.  You can learn more about these if you read this book.  

If words and dialects fascinate you, if connections between languages are your “love language”, the first chapter is worth the price of the book. 

Interestingly, the modern pronunciation in many Scottish dialects is nearer to that of Latin because they did not undergo the same vowel changes as the dialects south of the border. 

One trick is to look for systematic patterns of sound correspondence.  One such is that an English f often corresponds to a Latin p, as in English father beside Latin pater, or English fish beside Latin piscis.

That one is fairly straightforward, but there are more surprising ones that can still be shown to be valid.  For example, Latin qu sometimes corresponds to English f, sometimes to v, so that English five can be proved to be connected with Latin quinque.  

All that fun from one page (p.11) of this book! Here’s more:

Many Latin words which began ca were changed in Old French so that they had the initial sound which we spell ch.  In many cases it is the French form which ends up in English, e.g. chapel, chart, chapter beside Latin capella ‘chapel’, charta ‘document’, capitulum ‘heading’,but sometimes we end up with both as in the case of channel and canal,  or enchant beside incantation, both, from in ‘in’ + cantare ‘sing’.  p. 165

Neuralgia, which means ‘nerve pain’, comes from the Greek words neuron ‘nerve’ and algia ‘pain’, and in Greek the prefix a-/an- marks a negative, as in amoral, so an analgesic is something that takes away pain. In fact, almost all our medical terms come from Latin or Greek. p. 149

I have to sit on my hands.  There are so many more wonderful passages about words. 

This book is criticized on Amazon for being written at a high school reading level.  I see that as a strength, not as a fault.  Many of us who desire to teach our children a language which we first need ourselves to learn are easily intimidated.  I do have a criticism of A Natural History of Latin.  The author’s viewpoint is decidedly secular, and to a point almost anti-Christian.  Here is an example: For someone who is not a Christian many of his [Augustine’s] ideas are strange or even repulsive.  This is especially true of the idea of original sin, the idea that man is born evil and has to be redeemed by the Saviour.  I could read around these occasional statements and enjoy the rest.

I would be remiss if I didn’t acknowledge the long suffering patience of my friend Brenda at TanabuGirl. When she put her copy of this book in my hand and said, “take your time”, I don’t think she meant 15 months.  Brenda was one of the original 33 students who read Latin with our beloved teacher and one of the three remaining students six years later.  She now teaches at a Classical Christian School and has started a private blog Latin Pagina.  If you are interested in the notes of a Latin teacher, and ask really nicely [message her at TanabuGirl] I bet she’d let you be a guest and read what she is doing.  Thank you my friend.  This book will be on your desk Monday morning. Dominus vobiscum.

Economics á la Hazlitt

Cindy is hosting a book group for folks who are interested in learning more about economics.  We’re reading through Economics in One Lesson by Henry Hazlitt, a short book available to read online.  Dana found this t-shirt with the key quote of the book. 

What a delicious time to read this little book! Presidential elections, tax season – it’s the perfect context! 

I’m going to do a little Economics for Dummies version.  Here’s my distillation of this week’s reading. 

~ Think beyond today, beyond next month, beyond next year.

~ Consider the invisible blanks (my word, not his): what doesn’t or can’t happen because of a particular economic decision.

~ need ≠ demand

~ Demand = need + purchasing power

~ Everything must be paid for.  My mom used to say, “Nothing is free in this world, except salvation.”

~ Inflation = a vicious form of taxation

~ All credit (as in credit card, store credit, credit line) = debt 

We ought to change the way we speak, giving names which are more accurate: debt card, debt line, etc. 

The Broken Window chapter was especially interesting to me: a gust of wind blew out a 10′ x 6′ window at the pharmacy where I work.  I read the chapter with my own broken window in mind.

I learned something:

~ dipsomaniac: insatiable craving for alcoholic beverages

~ Claude Frédéric Bastiat (1801-1850)  an French economist whose major contribution was the admonition to take into account “the full picture”.    Oh, what a find!  My journal is filling up with quotes from this man! 
 

Government is the great fiction through which everybody endeavors to live at the expense of everybody else.

His Candlemaker’s Petition is a hoot!  In this satire the candlemaker’s petition for trade protection from the unfair competition of the sun.  You can listen to it here.

~ Norris Dam  referenced by Hazlitt as an example of a government project

This interview with Henry Hazlitt was helpful. He was an autodidact!

“Anyway, I picked up my economics, not by taking any course in it, but by reading economics books.”  

Interviewer:   But wasn’t Keynes a very brilliant man?

Hazlitt:   A very brilliant man, indeed, a very brilliant writer, a very witty writer. But being a brilliant writer was confused with being a brilliant economist.  He wasn’t. We should never confuse wit with profundity.

A Little Boy’s Calendar

A delightful Christmas project for my soon-to-be-three grandson.
Cowboys and horses get Gavin’s heart thumping.
This calendar came in the mail from one of my financial planners.

I decided to personalize it for Gavin.
It has his birthday, his folks’, his grandparents’, his ‘greats’,
and all ten aunts’ and uncle’s birthdays marked
with colorful stickers.

I put questions from a child’s catechism on the top of the page
and the answers on the bottom.
After a year, he’ll know the first 12 Q & As.

I thought a way to mark the completion of each day would be fun.
Immediately I discarded the thought of a Sharpie marker.
I don’t want his Mommy to hate me!
What about a water-color kid’s marker?
Still, the risk of a mess was huge.
Stickers!
They had to be big enough for his little fingers,
but not too big for the calendar box.
I found these primary colored dots.
They are attached to the back of the calendar
with a huge plastic paper clip (not shown).

(Daddy-Dad is Gavin’s best attempt at saying Granddad. It’s
now what his maternal grandfather is called.)

Small Children’s Catechism
Chris Schlect

1.  Who made you?
       God
2.  What else did God make?
       God made all things
3.  Why did God make all things?
       for His own glory
4.  Why do things work as they do?
       God has so decreed it.
5.  How do we learn about God?
       God reveals Himself.
6.  Where does God reveal himself?
       in His word and in nature
7.  What does God reveal in nature?
       His character, law, and wrath
8.  What more is revealed in His Word?
       God’s mercy towards His people
9.  Where is God’s Word today?
       The Bible is God’s Word.
10. How many Gods are there?
       There is one true God.
11.  How many persons are in the Godhead?
         three
12.   Who are these persons?
          Father, Son, and Holy Spirit

Handcuffed to Characters

I used to think that if I were unencumbered by family ties (don’t mistake me: I love the cumbers), I would go to the pediatric ward of a large hospital and hold babies that needed to be held.  I pictured myself in a rocking chair, hair in a bun, humming and rocking, humming and rocking. I would sing hymns, I’d make up songs about their names, I’d tell these little ones about the God who made them, and gaze into the deep pools of their eyes. Of course, the babies would never scream; gurgling and cooing would be the only sounds they would make.  In my dreams.

Another dream is shoving its way to the head of the line. 

That dream is having reluctant readers over to my house and reading great books aloud together.

After some modern, easy-to-read books, I assigned The Diary of Anne Frank to my reluctant reader-niece.  She plowed (I so want to spell it ploughed like the English) through it because I dangled the carrot of watching The Freedom Writers in front of her.  I chose Willa Cather’s My Antonia for the next assignment.  Here was a book which combined her heritage from both sides of her family: one set of grandparents who grew up on the farm in the Midwest and the other set of grandparents who grew up in Eastern Europe and immigrated to America sixty years ago.  She even has an Aunt Yulka, the name of the younger sister in the book. Nonetheless, she could not get into it and read it with eyes which forgot the top of the page before the bottom of the page is finished. 

This morning we fixed large mugs of tea; sat down and read chapters aloud to each other, alternating paragraphs.  We stopped to discuss (or pronounce) new words, clues, foreshadowing, and cultural checkpoints.  Antonia wore cotton dresses in the winter.  “What kind of dresses would normal people in Nebraska wear in the winter?”  The Shimerda family lived in a dugout house.  “Why were wooden framed houses rare?” 

As we progressed I heard her read with more expression.  Comprehension began to drip off the ends of her words like honey that refuses to be confined to the piece of toast.  We got caught up in the story and began to anticipate events.  

Reading aloud together is not efficient; reading aloud together could never be termed convenient.  But it fits in with my stubborn insistence on slowing down at this time of year when we get sucked into hyperactivity.  We were warm, comfortable, engaged…together.  Reading together is a simple way to share the experience of being changed that comes from the powerful writing of a potent story. 

When I look back on our homeschool journey, my favorite memories are the times we shared after lunch with a book in my hand and a glass of water handy.  Those extra chapters read because none of us could bear to stop.  
The magic that took place when signs and symbols on a page were spoken into the air.  The exhilaration of being swept away, captured by a story, handcuffed to characters about whom we came to care deeply.  

Sandy’s daughter, Cassie’s essay articulates the joys of a reading life.  Reading: A Common Bond


Macro Thanksgivings

Yesterday, the girl I’m tutoring was restless and excited.
She had one day of school this week before a trip home.
We needed an absorbing subject.
We explored the rudiments of macro (closeup) photography.

The tulip is a universal icon of the close-focus mode.
Sure enough I found a tulip on our camera.

These pix are still not close enough to be considered macro.

It was fun
… to look at the back yard differently.
… to find strawberries that had been hiding
… to see fall colors yesterday which are blanketed with white snow today
… to learn something completely new
… to begin the learning process with my camera
(if I learn one new trick a week, I’ll know 18 tricks before Scotland)

Does your digital camera have a tiny tulip icon on it?
(Mine was on the LCD display, after I pressed a “focus” button.)

“Gratitude unlocks
the fullness of life. 
It turns what we
have into enough, and more. 
It turns
denial into acceptance,

chaos to order,
confusion to clarity. 
It can turn a meal into a feast,

a house into
a home,

a stranger into a friend. 

Gratitude makes sense of our past,
brings peace for today,
and creates a
vision for tomorrow.”
 
Melody
Beattie

(thanks to my SIL Kathie for that quote
…and for the box of 25 (!) travel/guide books
which arrived yesterday.  Woot!)

Update on My Previous Request

A few weeks ago, I asked for suggestions of good books to read for a 16 year old reluctant reader that I am tutoring.  I was so blessed by the interest and responses that you gave.  I have a increasing list of books to read from your suggestions.  I love good children’s literature and plan to keep reading through that genre until I die. 

We had a major breakthrough yesterday which I wanted to share with you.

Let me back up.  I cleared a complete shelf of my books and put a collection of books for this girl to choose from.  Some were borrowed from friends, some were borrowed from the library, and most were gleaned from my shelves. The first day we moseyed through the collection and I gave her a short synopsis of each book.

She chose “The Midwife’s Apprentice” and took off.  Note: it is a small book, not very long and had a compelling picture on the front.

One of my readers, you know who you are, was incredibly perceptive.  She looked at the request through the eyes of a young non-reader.  What would be attractive to her?  She suggested “The Sisterhood of Traveling Pants” might draw my girl in.  This is not Lord of the Rings, nor is it A Wrinkle in Time.  I previewed it and decided to give it to her. 

It’s not a book I would recommend to a typical homeschooled teen-age girl.  It is a coming of age story of four girlfriends.  There are some “mature” situations, but not the steamy, Harlequin variety. What I appreciated about the “mature situation” is that the author clearly shows the deleterious effects it had on the young girl.  The book didn’t say, “Don’t have sex before marriage because that is breaking God’s law.”  However, the author understands that this was wrong on all accounts for this girl.  Whether the author was choosing to be didactic, I don’t know; we’ve had some good discussions springing from this.

Yesterday.  We went to the public library.  16 years old, and never had been to a library before.  She had already read the first two Traveling Pants book and wanted to check out the third.  Visibly excited.  The director of the library issued my student her first library card with a cool plastic holder.

In two 1/2 weeks, she has read three books, more reading than ever in her life.  She has lost herself in a book and chosen to read in her free time.  We have purchased a small electronic dictionary and she has a small notebook – both fit in her purse.  We’re collecting words, building vocabulary.

And we have stacks of books waiting in the wings.