?`s and ANNEswers

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Book Club

I’m going on record as changing my mind.

I’ve always been a purist where book clubs are concerned. That is, if you join a book club and the assigned book for next month isn’t something you want to read, you should do it anyway. One reason to join a book club is to broaden one’s reading interests.

But yesterday I went to my monthly book club meeting, having purchased the book in question but also having read only 17 pages. According to my former philosophy, I should have not attended, because I hadn’t finished the read in question. According to my current philosophy: well — if others in the group don’t bother to read the book, why should I?

I’ve been a member for only a few short months, but what I’ve learned is that reading the book is not necessary for participating in a viable discussion. Some of the club members read the book cover to cover. But others visit online sites to learn about the book’s reviews or to expand their knowledge by learning about the context in which the book is important.

I don’t know about other book clubs, but the one I’ve joined seems to be comprised of intelligent women who have opinions based on facts that may or may not have come from reading a certain book Many of them are well-traveled; many have had professional careers (although most are now retired); many are open to new ideas.

So I am trying to join them by revising my opinion that one must read the assigned book to participate. Maybe one just has to learn something about the subject involved, be it fiction or non-fiction, to contribute to the whole. I’m not sure, but I’m willing to give it a try.

P.S. Yes, this is the first day that I’ve done a double entry. Since I don’t write every day anymore, I’ve decided that — when the spirit strikes — I’ll write double. Maybe even triple. Who knows?

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Scary Situation

Earl and I are both licensed Realtors® in Michigan; and, while I don’t practice real estate, I’m always interested in what’s happening in the profession. Especially now, for these are difficult times.

So it was with great shock that I read an email sent to everyone in the Michigan Association of Realtors® this afternoon. Thirty-three year old Troy VanderStelt, a Realtor® with Nexes Realty in Muskegon (a community maybe two hundred miles up the road), was fatally wounded two days ago by a “former client allegedly disgruntled over a real estate transaction.”

I never met Mr. VanderStelt, and I don’t know if he was a reputable Realtor® or not. Regardless, this is the ultimate transaction gone awry; and it makes me recall other situations where the Realtor’s® life was in danger. The one that comes to mind most readily was the situation where an agent holding an open house was assaulted and eventually found dead in the back yard of the home.

You wouldn’t think real estate would be a lethal profession; but the truth is emotions run high when people are selling their homes. To them, the house in question holds great memories; and there’s a dollar value attached to them. At the same time, the prospective buyer sees only a piece of real estate; and this is really as it should be. The trick is to help the seller realize that memories are in the eye of the beholder.

I don’t know if Mr. VanderStelt’s killer was a residential or commercial client. Not that it mitigates guilt either way. What I do know is that, in these troubled economic times, real estate is suffering; not only from the outside with media analysis of how dire the situation is but also from the inside with clients who feel ill served. I only hope other clients won’t go as far as Mr. VanderStelt’s assailant did.

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Car Pooling

Whenever Earl and I drive on highways, we note that most cars have one — at the most, two — passengers including the driver. I can’t help but think that some of those single drivers are going to the same place. So maybe they will consider car pooling in the future as gasoline inches between $4 and $5 a gallon. Given the price at the pump these days, I’m wondering if car pooling might come into its own.

For me, “car pooling” has become a synonym for anything that reduces one’s dependency on the rising costs of living. It can be about gasoline, but it can also be about food or vacations or heating or air conditioning. Basically, it’s about stretching one’s dollars.

I’m trying to do this conscientiously. I don’t visit Starbucks as regularly as I once did, because the price of a latte is now going into my gas tank. I walk on the road I live on three days a week instead of going to the health club and walking on the track. This saves me both gas and time.

I won’t pay more than $4 a gallon for gas. If forced to, then I fill my tank half-full and wait until there’s a price war to fill up. I also plan to learn what gas stations do not purchase their oil from Saudi Arabia and patronize them. I suspect the gas per gallon will be more expensive, but I’m willing to pay it to reduce our country’s dependency on Middle Eastern oil.

I’m buying at local farm stands now that the summer crops are coming in. I may not pay a great deal less than at the local supermarket, but I’m supporting local farmers, eliminating middlemen, and getting my produce fresher. Soon I’ll be eating corn on the cob the morning it was picked. What could be better?

In all, these are simple things to cherish: the final fresh strawberries and asparagus of June, the first sweet cherries of July, the anticipation of peaches and apples in weeks to come. Zucchini, tomato, squash — coming and going. And then pumpkins that herald the season’s autumnal change.

I’ll be there. And if anyone wants to carpool to these local farm stand events, just email me at anne@annebrandt.com. I’d gladly be the chauffeur.

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Musicals

Last night, Earl and I attended the local community theater production of “Cabaret.” It’s an ambitious musical, calling for a considerable cast and also for the audience to understand the historical context of 1930 Berlin. I’m not sure this production delivered on either count. But it certainly made every effort.

I’m not interested in critiquing the production; rather I’m more interested in analyzing the concept behind many musicals today. Originally, musicals advanced the story line through song and dance, rather than through serious exposition. This still holds true. But the story lines have gotten darker, the song and dance more intense, the staging more theatrical.

Often, the musical is used to explore themes that would otherwise be extremely uncomfortable for the audience. There are countless examples, “Cabaret” being only one. This show really explores the rise of Nazism in pre-World War II Germany under the guise of entertainment in a seedy nightclub. It more than hints at the campaign against Jews that became a hallmark of the Third Reich.

“Rent,” the rock opera musical of the 1990s, which is a re-working of Italian Giacomo Puccini’s “La Boheme,” explores the world of AIDS when the world was reluctant to explore it. And “Spring Awakening,” the 2007 Tony Award winner for best musical, explores morality and sexuality in a rock and roll context. Ironically, the inspiration for a show that reveals sexual intercourse and uses the F-word in a riveting song was written as a novel in the 1890s by a German who was decrying the lack of communication between parents and children regarding sex, teenage self-discovery, and responsibility for one’s actions. The book was banned at the time.

Then there is “Wicked,” the exploration of what happened before Dorothy dropped in. If you’ve seen the musical, you know it’s really about good and evil and how each is presented to us, making good choices difficult.

Usually, musicals are upbeat in the first act and somber in the second. Consider the well-known productions of “West Side Story,” “South Pacific,” or even that treacly favorite “The Sound of Music.” The first is a retelling of the tragedy “Romeo and Juliet”; the second is a polemic against racism well hidden in the boisterous songs; and the third is another hint at what Nazi Germany had in store for many of its citizenry.

In the end, I was disappointed in the local production of “Cabaret,” but it has certainly stimulated my thought processes regarding the value of musical theatre. So I came away inspired after all.

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Multitasking

At last I feel vindicated! For years I’ve thought the concept of multitasking was overrated and the people who bragged of their abilities to do it were mostly in love with the word itself.

Now comes an article in The New Atlantis that reports on several books and research studies on the subject. Collectively, they argue that multitasking is not as productive as we’ve been led to believe. It’s also not the hallmark of a serious intellectual. Of course, I’ve glommed onto this article, titled “The Myth of Multitasking,” with the passion of singular focus.

It cites Lord Chesterfield who wrote in the 1740s, “There is time enough for everything in the course of the day, if you do but one thing at once, but there is not time enough in the year, if you will do two things at a time.” Fast forwarding to our own era, multitasking is defined as “the human attempt to do simultaneously as many things as possible, as quickly as possible, preferably marshalling the power of as many technologies as possible.” Lord Chesterfield would cringe.

The New Atlantis article mentions several books decrying multitasking. CrazyBusy by psychiatrist Dr. Edward Hallowell offers therapies to combat it. In fact, he says, “Multitasking is a mythical activity in which people believe they can perform two or more tasks simultaneously.” The 4-Hour Workweek by Timothy Ferriss examines “single-tasking.” And a research study funded by Hewlett-Packard and conducted by the Institute of Psychiatry at the University of London found, “Workers distracted by email and phone calls suffer a fall in IQ more than twice that found in marijuana smokers.” I’m not sure how marijuana smokers were chosen as the basis of comparison.

The article is lengthy, detailed, and requires concentration, but it’s well worth reading for such statements as: “Multitasking adversely affects how you learn,” “Limiting multitasking is essential,” and “Steady attention was the default condition of a mature mind.”

Finally the article’s author, Christine Rosen, ends with this statement: “When people do their work only in the ‘interstices of their mind-wandering,’ with crumbs of attention rationed out among many competing tasks, their culture may gain in information, but it will surely weaken in wisdom.”

I couldn’t have said it better myself.

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Dinner with Children

A couple nights ago Earl and I went to a nice restaurant, the type that would be called “white tablecloth” even though it was trendier than that and didn’t have tablecloths at all. But there were cloth napkins and pillows on the banquettes and impeccable service. So you know what I mean. It wasn’t McDonald’s.

When we arrived, we noticed that there was only one other table seated, even though it was a Friday night, almost six o’clock. That table consisted of a young woman with a babe in arms and a rambunctious toddler who enjoyed standing on his chair and holding court.

Our hostess proceeded to seat us near the mom and babes, but we stopped her and said we’d prefer something more secluded. I’m not sure she understood why, but she did give us a table further away from the mom. We ordered drinks and planned to sit and relax. But the toddler had other plans. He began whining in a loud voice that one couldn’t miss regardless of one’s location. And so it went for at least another half hour, until the mom received her bill, paid it, and left.

In the interim, our server reseated us even farther away from the offending family and also reseated another couple as well. It made me suspect that the restaurant owners would have preferred the mom took her brood to McDonald’s and foregone the pricey meal she paid for. I couldn’t be in greater agreement.

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Birthday Remembrance

Today is the longest day of the year, although it has twenty-four hours in it like every other day in the calendar. The issue is that today is the day on which the sun shines the longest.

My Mother reveled in this, since today was also her birthday; and — while I haven’t checked — I suspect I write something about her every June 21. She would have been ninety today.

However, she died twelve years ago a couple months shy of her seventy-eighth birthday. It’s been long enough that I’ve settled her estate and absorbed her legacy into my own. It’s been long enough that she rarely comes up in conversation . . . except around now.

We were never particularly simpatico. She was an early morning person; I adored the nighttime. She never let anyone see her cry; I wear my heart on my sleeve. I once described her as heavily starched and myself as wash-and-wear.

Yet, we both did our best. And I remember this every June 21 by recalling that she thought her birthday and mine (two weeks earlier) were special, that she loved that hers was extra “long,” that she gave her best in every situation whether it was birthday related or not. I may not have had an intense emotional attachment to my Mother, but I certainly admired her and wish her Happy Birthday.

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Russert and Me

Well-known journalist Tim Russert died a week ago today. Since then, the airwaves have been filled with acknowledgements and remembrances and eulogies; and I’ve watched my fair share.

I’ve tried to absorb that a TV personality who is younger than I has succumbed to a heart attack. I’ve tried to consider what his departure from the scene means for journalistic reporting in this year of an amazing election. And I’ve tried to imagine who might fill Russert’s shoes. I can’t imagine who could.

I came lately to the Russert bandwagon. I’d promised myself I wouldn’t get involved in this year’s politics until January 2. And I kept that promise. Yet, since then so much has happened that I feel I have had a full political life. I thank Tim Russert for part of that.

Of another thing I’m sure: Tim Russert was the most professional talking head –or if you prefer: journalist — on any network. He did his homework; he skewered both Democrats and Republicans alike when the need arose. He didn’t bombast or wasn’t arrogant like other TV hosts of similar ilk. He was just Tim.

And now he’s gone. Tomorrow “Meet the Press” will go on without him; and I’ll try to watch. But I don’t envy the person in Tim’s chair. Because no one can fill that seat . . . or those shoes.

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The Closer

My favorite TV show is about to return. It’s the summer replacement series, “The Closer” starring Kyra Sedgwick (above) as Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson of the LAPD.

Sedgwick/Johnson is a study in contrasts. In her professional life, she is relentless in pursing a murder suspect until she obtains a confession for the crime. She is detail oriented and analytical. Her wit is razor sharp, and she’s addicted to chocolate.

Her personal life, however, is a mess. She’s often late for appointments, frequently takes her significant other for granted, and can’t make important decisions or a real commitment. Her love of chocolate is the only connection to the professional Kyra/Brenda character.

Season Four starts July 14, but — like many series — if you’re tuning in for the first time I highly recommend you obtain the previous seasons that are out on DVD. Failing that, then visit the official Closer website, http://www.tnt.tv/closer, for the lowdown on the cast of characters in “The Closer.”

I give this show five police badges out of a possible five.

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Campaign Rhetoric

Now that there are two presumptive nominees for the general election in November, I see the gauntlet has already been thrown. I’m not talking about Obama and McCain themselves; I’m talking about the language that will be used in the coming months to characterize the election. It will be fearsome.

Consider for a moment that I’ve heard these comments in the past two days: “The war in the battleground states has begun,” “The campaign is launched,” “The troops on the ground are ready.”

What are we doing here? Comparing the democratic process to a military engagement? Creating a metaphor of war when there is none? Losing our sensibilities and becoming hawks when both doves and hawks are inappropriate?

We pride ourselves on being a democracy (although the reality is that the Founding Fathers created a republic) that protects certain inalienable, God-given rights. With this in mind, we have worked for more than two hundred years to insure life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. I don’t see where characterizing our political process in militaristic terms serves any of those rights. In fact, I find this tendency undermines the very fabric of our Constitution.

We’re not waging war; we’re engaging in the electoral process. We’re not rearranging the borders of the country according to red and blue states; we’re having an election. We’re not taking prisoners; we’re exercising our right to vote for the candidate of our choice.

So could someone tell the candidates and the media and the current administration that we would all be better served if they toned down their use of military comparisons? That they leave combative similes and aggressive metaphors behind because they are counter-productive? That they return to a civilized world where a campaign for president is just that and the process that insures the outcome is also just that?

I know it’s a stretch, but I sincerely believe it’s important.

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