It was pretty idyllic all around

"We ended up at one point lying on the snow, looking up at the sky and talking about the food chain and how the sun indirectly supplies energy for our bodies. It was pretty idyllic all around." I love it. That's the mix of blissful goofing off + learning that I loved when I was a kid. Playing, learning, creating, it's all the same. I hope I'll get to share that one day with kids of my own. Sledding, photosynthesis, snowball fight, maybe a little praxeology with the afternoon snack...


In The Little Book of Plagiarism, Richard Posner excerpted T.S

In The Little Book of Plagiarism, Richard Posner excerpted T.S. Eliot's famous comment about poetic imitation. I tracked it down and give a bit more of the context here. From Eliot's essay "Phillip Massinger" in The Sacred Wood: Essays on Poetry and Criticism:

Reading Shakespeare and several of his contemporaries is pleasure enough, perhaps all the pleasure possible, for most. But if we wish to consummate and refine this pleasure by understanding it, to distill the last drop of it, to press and press the essence of each author, to apply exact measurement to our own sensations, then we must compare; and we cannot compare without parceling the threads of authorship and influence...

One of the surest of tests is the way in which a poet borrows. Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal; bad poets deface what they take, and good poets make it into something better, or at least something different. The good poet welds his theft into a whole of feeling which is unique, utterly different from that from which it was torn; the bad poet throws it into something which has no cohesion. A good poet will usually borrow from authors remote in time, or alien in language, or diverse in interest.


The Little Book of Plagiarism (review: 3.5/5)

Richard Posner is an appellate judge and also a lecturer at the University of Chicago. In The Little Book of Plagiarism gives a quick 100-page tour of the historical and legal aspects of an issue that was more complicated than I thought: plagiarism. Coming from the legal world, there's plenty of critical wordplay here, defining and refining what exactly plagiarism is and how it relates to copyright infringement, in particular. The definition that Posner works towards in the first half of the book is most simply described as "fraudulent copying," which he supposes isn't always a legal misstep (or shouldn't always be, anyway). But it's certainly a grievous ethical lapse. One interesting aspect of plagiarism that I hadn't thought about is trying to suss out exactly who the "victim" is. With copyright violations, the victim is simply the author whose words were stolen and who lost recognition for or control their work. With plagiarism, the works of competing, legitimate authors are put at a disadvantage, and the reader is also misled. The plagiarist gets an unfair leg up on the competition and fools the audience.

A couple other items of note are Posner's tangential comments on universities and scholarship: "Scholars are self-selected into an activity that requires them to write, although not to write well (which means, however, that good writing is not highly valued in most scholarly fields)." Just like any other humans, it's plausible that some professors don't particularly worry about writing really, really well. I hadn't thought about that before, though I've certainly read my share of bad scholarly writing. (And written it as well, I'm sure... but I tried).

History offers us a few obvious examples of flagrant, unapologetic borrowers: Shakespeare, Martin Luther King Jr., T.S. Eliot, etc. Posner's take on the issue: "We need to distinguish between "originality" and "creativity," stripping the former of the normative overtones that rightly attend the latter." The source material may be old, but it's what you can do with it that counts. There's an object lesson here, I think. One that relieves a bit of the creative's burden. You don't have to be the first, just do it well.



Scholars from Reed College and Stanford reviewed over 150 praise studies

The Power (and Peril) of Praising Your Kids:

Scholars from Reed College and Stanford reviewed over 150 praise studies. Their meta-analysis determined that praised students become risk-averse and lack perceived autonomy. The scholars found consistent correlations between a liberal use of praise and students’ “shorter task persistence, more eye-checking with the teacher, and inflected speech such that answers have the intonation of questions.” Dweck’s research on overpraised kids strongly suggests that image maintenance becomes their primary concern—they are more competitive and more interested in tearing others down. A raft of very alarming studies illustrates this...








infographics in these Japanese stadium menus

Check out the infographics in these Japanese stadium menus at the bottom of the post. Description of the data available:

Graph (clockwise from top): Juicy, Crispy (Wrapper), Volume, Oily (lower = oilier), Garlic Amount, Vegetable Amount. Stats: Size, Weight, Wrapper's Thickness (Star Chart from Thick to Thin) Sauce Breakdown: Soy Sauce %, Vinegar %, Extras

Here's a sample image and the entire menu. (pdf, 3.2mb) Thanks for sharing this, Cabel.







How to Walk in High Heels (review: 1.5/5)

It's kind of interesting to read books from left field every now and then. How to Walk in High Heels: The Girls Guide to Everything is a teach-all book for ladies (of a certain mindset), complete with liberal doses of pink, hip inked illustrations, and the omnipresent heel. I realize I'm not the target audience, but I still thought it was pretty bad. Well, I have to give it credit for not taking itself too seriously. There is plenty of sarcastic humor to be found, but the advice was too self-consciously prissy and fashionable for my liking.


sucked into a thunderstorm

A paraglider got sucked into a thunderstorm, lifted 32,000 feet above sea level amidst lightning and "hailstones the size of oranges," and survived. This is one of those unfortunate capers I kind of wish had happened to me.