Category Archives: Media

Trump’s Telephone Tangle, Untied

Fox and Friends interview Trump 4-26-2018

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In an interview, the interviewers generally ask questions and the interviewee answers as best he can. Here’s an analysis of Trump’s interview with Fox and friends this morning.

I listened to it, and then I listened to it again, writing down the questions and only anything, any combinations of words, that formed direct answers. I did need to paraphrase here and there. Then I timed my reading the questions and the actual answers: just a little over two minutes. The interview lasted thirty minutes, so obviously he said a whole lot more, but the rest of it was  just a lot of static and deflection and stream-of-consciousness filler. Continue reading

From Facebook to Flipboard: How I Avoid the Information Bubble

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The Big No-No: An Outsider on American Fascism, where it resides under the title:

“Fake News, Real News, Custom News: Facebook Information Bubble v. Flipboard”

 

 

When I was a Kid : Showing my Age

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When I was a kid my mother was against school uniforms.

When I was a kid we emigrated to Australia in a BOAC plane that had to stop three times to refuel.

When I was a kid my parents rented a television for one night. They watched a movie that had something to do with a leaking submarine. Continue reading

The Zwarte Piet Debacle From the Outside, Again

zwarte clownOkay, it’s the end of November and that means that Sinterklaas (Saint Nicholas) is arriving in the Netherlands, with his helpers, who have traditionally been all called Zwarte Piet (Black Pete). The Zwarte Pieten are traditionally white people with blackface. People of color in the Netherlands have gradually become vocal about not liking that and the Dutch reaction is incredibly embarrassing to me. Continue reading

Fascism in America 10: Suppression of Dissent and Propaganda

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“Propaganda, Censorship and Other Suppression of Dissent”

To Respect Symbols Or To Respect Ideals

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The Big No-No: An Outsider on American Fascism, where it resides under the title:

“Patriotism: NFL Players Kneeling for National Anthem Have American Values”.

From Nationalism to Patriotism, Again

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The Big No-No: An Outsider on American Fascism, where it resides under the title:

“Charlottesville: From Patriotism to Nationalism to Malignant Nationalism”

From Nationalism to Patriotism: A Girl Can Dream

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It has emigrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No: An Outsider on American Fascism, where it resides under the title:

“Recognizing Fascism: Introducing History Education in Post-Trump America”

 

Adrift in Books

007_edited-1Today’s writing prompt is the perfect excuse to revisit the post about my raft book collection.

I’m not big on collections. I used to be. I had all sorts of collections. If I saw something I liked, I would start a collection. Until I felt that I was surrounding myself with things just for the sake of surrounding myself with things, and I got rid of most of them. Continue reading

Plenty of Reasons Why

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I finished watching the Netflix series 13 Reasons Why this morning. High school in America is so vastly different from my high school experience in the Netherlands on every level, and it never ceases to shock me. Continue reading

Famine, War and Love: a Novel

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A reader of my blog recently published a novel and he has been kind enough to send me a signed copy!

The story makes the connection between the famines of Ireland in the nineteenth century, the Netherlands during the Hunger Winter of 1944-1945 under German occupation, and Ethiopia in the early 1980s,  thus bringing into view the universality of the effects of hunger, war and displacement. Continue reading

Dinner and books in an Austin Strip Mall

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R and I looked on Yelp for a place to eat in north Austin this evening, and we ended up in Troy, a Turkish/Mediterranean place in a little strip mall where we had been once before, a couple of years ago. Continue reading

Trump and Fox, Good Luck!

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It migrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism, where it resides under the title:

“Trump and Fox News and Fake News and Sweden”

Civil, Angry, Civilly Angry?

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My friend and neighbor had a dilemma two days ago. He wanted to “like” my post to support my family going to the march, but he himself has started holding meetings in Austin to discuss how we can bring back the civil discourse, and my last post wasn’t that civil. Continue reading

Dear NBC, About that Episode of The Blacklist…

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Image: nbc.com

Dear Blacklist producers,

I’ve been binge-watching season 3 on Netflix. Since you probably won’t actually be reading this and others will, allow me to set it up.

James Spader plays a larger than life, debonair master criminal who helps the FBI bag other master criminals, but really, the FBI is helping him in plans it has no knowledge of.

It’s an enjoyable enough series, but the end of episode 10 got my goat. Don’t worry, producers, I won’t spoil anything. Continue reading

Fun Facts About Facts, Truth, and Reality

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Image: addictinginfo.org

Donald Trump is worried that the mediator in the first presidential debate on Monday will fact-check his statements. That right there should tell you everything you need to know about what he plans to say, but only if you still know what facts are. So let’s explore the language around the issue for a bit. Continue reading

Land of the Free to Be Ignorant and Ridiculous

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In the spirit of refueling, I downloaded an app with Dutch news from different media. And right away an article in Elsevier caught my eye.

It’s about a Muslim school in the town of Zaandam, that sued four parents of former students for slander and libel. Continue reading

Refueling: Filling my Tank With Drukwerk and Stroops

immigration, homesickness, refuleing, stroopwafels, drukwerk, doe maar, andre hazes, dutch food, dutch pop musicWell, waddaya know? The daily writing prompt is “Recharge“, just as I was getting ready to write about refueling as an immigrant. Another term I learned recently, from Akhtar’s book Immigration and Identity.

What do you do to refuel (or recharge) as an immigrant–to get your home fix, as it were? Continue reading

Lies Your Teacher Told You

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It migrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism, where it resides under the title:

“Lies My Teacher Told Me: A Look at American High School History Education”

Ignorance in the Information Age

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The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism, where it resides under the title:

“Lies, Disinformation and Conspiracy Theories in the Information Age”

The Assault: Part 10: Time Eternal

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The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

Time Eternal in The Assault: Events Put in a Larger, Timeless Perspective”

The Assault: Part 9: Familiar Imagery

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It emigrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

Familiar Imagery from Dutch History, Culture and Politics in The Assault

The Assault: Part 8: Selection and Reduction

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It emigrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“History Changes, Then Solidifies in Historical Fiction, As in The Assault”

 

The Assault: Part 7: Causality and Coincidence

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The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“Causality and Coincidence in History, Historical Fiction and in The Assault”

 

The Assault: Part 6: The Changing Past

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It emigrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“The Changing Past: The Assault Is the History of an Incident”

 

The Assault: Part 5: Time Stands Still: Petrifaction and Isolation

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It emigrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“Time Stands Still: The Petrifaction of Anton’s World in The Assault”

The Assault: Part 4: Mulisch’s Five Times

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It migrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“The Five Forms of Time in the Historical Novel The Assault by Harry Mulisch”

 

The Assault: Part 3: Structure and Narration

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It migrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“Structure and Narration in The Assault by Harry Mulisch”

 

The Assault: Part 2: Summary

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The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“A Summary of The Assault by Harry Mulisch”

The Assault: Part 1: The Time Capsule

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It migrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“The Time Capsule: An Introduction to the Concept of History in The Assault”

Stay Tuned For The Assault

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It migrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“Post Series on De aanslag: History and Time in The Assault by Harry Mulisch”

A Few Books and Movies About American Slavery

This post doesn’t live here anymore. It migrated to my other blog:

The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

A Few Books and Movies About Slavery I Can Recommend.”

To Hell and Back: 24 Hours in Las Vegas

las vegas nightmareIn October I saw that there was going to be a New Media Expo (NMX) in the beginning of January and I decided to go. It was in Las Vegas. I hate superficiality, I hate the idea that bigger is always better, I hate unbridled greed and I hate sexual objectification of women.

What could possibly go wrong? Continue reading

The Creek: A Documentary

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The kids’ school has project week once a year. During that time the students can do whatever they want, as long as they spend four full days on it, learn something new and present their project the following week.

Two years ago, when she was twelve, R made a documentary of the creek behind our house for project week. It’s about time I showed it off. I’m biased, of course, but I think it’s beautiful.

Scenic Route

Scenic-RouteWell, I suppose this NaBloPoMo is a good opportunity to publish a few a-propos-of-nothing posts.

For instance, I’d like to draw your attention to one of the best movies I’ve seen in a long time. Continue reading

Thugs in the Spotlight

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Right around the time I wrote my post about Gilberton, PA Police Chief Mark Kessler, there was also a meme going around Facebook asking not to make stupid people famous. So I wondered if I–with many others–was guilty of giving this guy the spotlight, or if I was doing the right thing in drawing attention–again, along with many others–to a disconcerting phenomenon. Continue reading

Open Letter to Mark Kessler, Police Chief of Gilberton, PA

Dear Mr. Police Chief Mark Kessler of Gilberton, Pennsylvania, Continue reading

Brigham Young and Infamous Legacies in General

Brigham Young(image from biography.com)

Brigham Young
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Well, I’ll probably be banned from ever entering Utah for this, but here goes.

I just read The 19th Wife by David Ebershoff. It tells the somewhat parallel stories of two nineteenth wives: Ann Eliza Webb, wife of Brigham Young, the Church of Jesus Christ of the Latter Day Saints’  second leader in the 1870s, Continue reading

1978: A Rockin’ Year to be Seventeen

Evolution of X just had a post about her memories of 1978. She invited readers to do the same.

So, let’s see. Not in chronological order: Continue reading

It Runs in the Family

DSC_0014_edited-1I share a love with my maternal grandfather for office and drawing supplies. In the 1940s and early 1950s, he wrote a series of children’s books about his youth in Friesland, called the Pieterjan books. Continue reading

Raft Books: My Excuse For Browsing

005_edited-1I’m not big on collections. I used to be. I had all sorts of collections. If I saw something I liked, I would start a collection. Until I felt that I was surrounding myself with things just for the sake of surrounding myself with things, and I got rid of most of them. Continue reading

The Grand American Canyon

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(Image from sodahead.com)

It never ceases to amaze me how so many people in America can live in what has been called a “parallel universe”. A universe Fox News not only helps to create, but apparently believes in itself, as witnessed on election night, when its pundits were taken completely off guard by Obama’s victory.

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Martin Chuzzlewit in the U-nited States

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(Image: charlesdickenspage.com}

Since I’ve been blogging about Victor Hugo’s stories, let me jump over to England and Charles Dickens.

This winter break I had the bad luck to get the flu. For days I could barely get out of bed. But every cloud has a silver lining, and this cloud’s lining was that I got to read Martin Chuzzlewit in a few days. Continue reading

Writing Prompt 1984: Paquette and the Nazis

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The Big No-No:  An Outsider on American Fascism,

where it resides under the title:

“Paquette and the Nazis: or: Books and Babies, the Stuff of Nightmares”

Les Miserables: Pretty Miserable

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(Image from Wikipedia)

High time for a new post, but I have very little time right now. So I’m being lazy and posting a comment I left on a post about Les Miserables. (How do you put accents on letters in WordPress?)

I saw the show about twenty years ago, in Amersfoort, the Netherlands. I read the book about 15 years ago, and I saw the movie recently. I absolutely loved the book. It’s like a Dickens novel on steroids and suffering from depression. Continue reading

All Heil to the Good Guys

the waveIn my last post, I addressed the idea of giving teachers guns in the classroom. But the NRA wants more than that. They want everyone to have a gun, because, as they say, “The only thing more dangerous than a bad guy with a gun is a good guy with a gun”. Or something like that. Continue reading

I Dream of Being Stephen King

In Spirit Lights the Way, a blog I follow, I read a post about a writing prompt for a short story to be written by two writers together: Continue reading

The Horror, the Horror! Really, I’m Serious

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Ah! Only seven days and one to go to Halloween, my ravenous readers, so I feel compelled to warn you. I move as though invisible through the streets and alleys and I observe the good citizens of my subdivision decorating their trees and lawns with whimsically carved calabashes and synthetic spiderwebs, comfortably convinced that ghouls are merely a myth, a myth upheld for no other reason that to have a costume party. Continue reading

Five of the Hardest Things I’ve Ever Done

A much younger R

Well, let’s see.

Literally one of the hardest things was the first time I dived off a diving board. This was in a swimming pool in Switzerland. I was twelve, and on vacation with my then best friend Dees. We went to that pool several times, and she dove in like a pro. Toward the end I finally took what was meant to be the plunge. But it was a belly flop instead. Although the term belly flop doesn’t really cover it. A flop sounds soft. This was not soft. In fact, I can still remember just how hard it was, slapping flat onto that water. Very hard indeed. Continue reading

Nine First Lines And a Paragraph

One of my blogging friends–Fork in My Eye, go visit her–wrote a post about first lines of her favorite books and invited others to do the same. So here’s mine. My favorite books in English, that is.  Some of them. And literature. I’ll do another list with books from other languages, and also one from popular fiction. I’m not going to tell you which books the lines–and one paragraph, you’ll see why–are from. Some are obvious because a name gives it away. Let me know which ones you recognize. No looking them up, though. That would be cheating. Continue reading

Ten American Things I’ll Never Get Used To

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Although I’ve lived here for 18 years now, and although there are a lot of things I’ve gotten used to and in some cases even adopted, there are some things that, by now it’s safe to say, I’ll never get used to. Here are ten of them.

1. Bobby socks for men. Yep, men here (including T) often wear socks that barely show above the shoe, just like girl bobby socks in the fifties. The only difference is the absence of pompoms. I know they’re considered perfectly normal here, but to me they will always look ridiculous. Sorry, guys. Continue reading

They Landed Where?!?

I recently discovered Ted Talks, when a really good and amusing Ted Talk video about book cover design was going around on Facebook. It has since become my new magazine of choice.

I especially like to select the videos that have been labeled “jaw-dropping”. Continue reading

My Relationship With Dictionaries

reference booksThe Daily Post today is about dictionaries. It concludes with the question what dictionaries are to me and if I have any favorites.

Well, it wasn’t love at first sight, I can tell you that. In fact, I avoided dictionaries as a youngster–too much hassle. I preferred the DIY method: inference through context.

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Book Spine Poetry 2… and 3

I did say of the previous book spine poem that it was the first installment, during this national poetry month. But as some of you may have noticed, I have a hard time following up on stuff. (I wasn’t always like that; I blame it on menopause.)  Book spine poetry also turns out to be harder than I thought. Continue reading

NaPoMo

It’s National Poetry Month! I’m no good at poetry, but via The Daily Post I came across this really cool idea for making book spine poetry here. So that got me going. Here is my highly existential first installment. Continue reading

Sick Puppies

Rush Limbaugh, an extreme right-wing radio host here in America, is in the real news right now. At issue is the fact that Catholic institutions don’t want to give their employees health insurance that includes the contraceptive pill. Continue reading

Those Were the Days!

Time for a blast from the past.

One of the Plinky prompts was to name my favorite TV shows as a kid. Well, I watched shows from three continents, so lots of you out there should recognize these. Continue reading

I’m Disappointed in You, Anderson!

I know that compared to western Europeans Americans are generally less concerned with privacy, and celebrities–regardless of what they’re famous for– are fair game, but the whole Courtney Stodden affair seems a really good case for at least protecting children’s privacy somehow, if only to protect children from themselves if they don’t have parents who look out for their best interests. Continue reading

Glenn and Me

If I were to call Glenn Beck’s radio talk show, this is how I imagine it would go:

Glenn:  And let me go to Barbara in Texas, one of my favorite states. How are you doing, Barbara in Texas?

Me:        Hi Glenn, thanks for having me on your show. I’m so excited!

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Scary!

When I was around 11 years old, I had this occurring dream for a while where I was in an empty room in a kind of prairie landscape. No house around the room, just the room, like a cube with a door in it. I know this because at the same time as being inside the room, I could also see the whole thing from a distance. Quite surreal. Continue reading

My Most Quotable Movies

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The Wizard of Oz (1939)

I’m an atheist, so my favorite movie quote is “Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain” from the Wizard of Oz.

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Once Upon a Time

Having hit fifty a few months ago, I find myself increasingly looking to the past, at the people, places, books, music, and movies that helped shape me.

It used to be, I’m sure, a time for musing, wondering what happened to those elementary school friends, trying to conjure up faces on favorite television series watched as a child in a different country, remembering only the feelings provoked by movies that impressed at age fifteen.

The past moved further and further back, getting smaller as—inevitably–less of it was remembered.

Not anymore.