Do NOT Surprise Your Mom

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The mother said she… saw someone running into the bedroom, at which point she fired her .38 special handgun, hitting her daughter once…

“If you realize someone has a gun for protection, and they’re not expecting you—announce yourself when you enter the home, or even if you’re getting up to get a drink of water in the middle of the night, just announce yourself….”
(Police Chief John Norman of Girard, Ohio)

“Ewan Palmer, “Mother Shoots Daughter After She Came Home From College to Surprise Her,” Newsweek, 9-4-19)

The concept of waking up the household to issue a “getting drink of water” announcement has zany appeal. The same protocol would apply to toilet visits and midnight refrigerator raids. Sleepwalkers beware, however! (The daughter was shot in the arm and is recovering.)

(c) 2019 JMN

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Nay, Nay Now. Period

“I am NOT going to use the evil acts of a handful of people to diminish the God-given rights of my fellow Texans. Period. None of these so-called gun-control solutions will work to stop a person with evil intent […] I say NO to ‘red-flag’ pre-crime laws, NO to universal background checks, NO to bans on AR-15s or high-capacity magazines. NO to mandatory gun buy-backs […] YES to praying for victims.”
(Texas State Congressman Matt Schaeffer on Twitter, 31 August 2019, 9:35 PM)

(Quoted by Richard Parker, NYTimes, 9-1-19)

(c) 2019 JMN

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Sexual Fantasies

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“My greatest sexual fantasy is just to have regular sex in my own apartment. But, in my fantasy, my apartment has a washing machine and a dryer.”

(Mark Cognata, “Sexual Fantasies of Everyday New Yorkers,” The New Yorker, “Daily Shouts”)

(c) 2019 JMN

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Impacted

Attorney General Paxton Statement on the Odessa Shooting

AUSTIN – Attorney General Ken Paxton gave this statement after receiving news of the horrific shooting in Odessa, Texas:

“I am horrified to see such a senseless act terrorize the fine people of the Permian Basin. Thank you to the courageous local and state first responders who worked quickly today to stop this evil attack. I have asked my law enforcement division and my crime victims services team to assist in any way necessary. Please join Angela and me as we pray for comfort for those who have been impacted by this violent act.”

This bulletin landed in my inbox at 6:24 PM on 31 August 2019, as news was still breaking of a mass shooting in Midland and Odessa — 5 fatalities, 21 wounded and counting. Today, on 1 September, the fatality count has risen to 7.  Also today in Texas new laws further easing restrictions on guns go into effect.

(c) 2019 JMN

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Arabist

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Tools.

WARNING
A long and wonkish post. Probably not your cup of tea.

BACKGROUND
I strove for years to read Arabic. I’ve largely lost what knack I attained. A recent brush with the language brought back how daunting it can be. For my own amusement I revisit my flustered campaign to be an “Arabist.”

TRANSLITERATION
I will use my eccentric transliteration for Arabic words, not the official one, which demands exotic characters from the International Phonetic Alphabet.

ROOTS
To look up an Arabic word in the dictionary you must analyze what its “root” consonants are. Typically there are three; sometimes two; rarely four. You look up the root to get at the word.

VOWELS
Arabic has three short unwritten vowels: ‘a’, ‘i’, ‘u’. Their lengthened forms ARE written. I represent them thus: ‘aa’, ‘ii’, ‘uu’.

WEAK CONSONANTS
The long vowels double as “weak” consonants. “Alif” looks like a capital sans-serif ‘i’. Crowned with a diacritic called “hamza” it’s a glottal stop (I use an apostrophe for it) voiced with any one of the three vowels. Think “asp-eek-oof.”

For weak consonant’Y’ think “yap-yeast-youth.”

For weak consonant ‘W’ think “wacky-weevil-woo.”

FIRST WORD
Here’s the first word of the mystery sentence we’ll attack:

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KH-w-n-(t)

Discard the ‘(t)’. It’s a feminine noun ending. The ‘w’ is suspect, could be a lengthened vowel. Let’s hope it’s a root consonant and look up KH-w-n in our dictionary. We find there is such a root, which revolves around the semantic range of treachery. Now we must scan the derivations from this root to find the word that appears in our text. We come upon this sequence:

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KHaa’in(un)

This is the present participle of the first derived verb form (there are 10 common derived verb forms). My Hans Wehr dictionary lists the following meanings: disloyal, faithless, false, unreliable, traitorous, treacherous, perfidious; traitor. Now, this doesn’t look exactly like our word, you are thinking, and you’re correct. Note, however, that our present participle has two “broken” (non-regular) plurals:

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KHuwwaan (first broken plural of KHaa’in)

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Khawana(t) (second broken plural of KHaa’in)

And in the second broken plural we see it. That could be our word! We’ll peg with the meaning traitors so as to keep it in our head. Without more context we can’t be sure of anything yet. It’s rare in Arabic for there to be a single morphological analysis on which to hang one’s hat. But we’re ready to continue our sleuthing on the second word!

(c) 2019 JMN

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“Reach Out from Within”

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Helen Frankenthaler in her studio “in the woods” in Provincetown, 1968. Working on the floor, she poured thinned paint directly onto raw, unprimed canvas, a technique that established the Color Field movement. Credit Helen Frankenthaler Foundation, Inc./Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York; J. Paul Getty Trust; via Alexander Liberman Photography Archive; Getty Research Institute.

Karen Rosenberg writes that this exhibition of Helen Frankenthaler’s work at the Parrish Art Museum in Water Mill, NY,

“presents Provincetown [Massachusetts] as more of a psychic space, one of negotiation and self-discovery, with new family responsibilities but not too much structure — a “desired void,” as Frankenthaler wrote in a 1962 letter to [fellow artist Grace] Hartigan. “I hope to reach out from within and grow rather than give up and stop.”
(Karen Rosenberg, “‘Abstract Climates’: Helen Frankenthaler’s Ode to Provincetown,” NYTimes, 8-29-19)

A “desired void”! Frankenthaler had a way with words as well as paint.

Clement Greenberg suggested in 1950 that she study abstract painting in Provincetown with Hans Hofmann. I’m intrigued by the distance she travels from her small oil titled “Provincetown Bay” (1950) …

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Frankenthaler’s “Provincetown Bay,” from 1950. Credit Helen Frankenthaler Foundation, Inc./Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York; via Portland Museum of Art.

to paintings such as “Orange Breaking Through” (1961).

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Frankenthaler’s “Orange Breaking Through,” from 1961. Credit Helen Frankenthaler Foundation, Inc./Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York; Collection of Audrey and David Mirvish.

Paraphrasing Rosenberg, cautious, muted gray-greens and a distinct horizon line give way to simple black outlines disturbed by unwieldy splotches of tangerine and crimson. It’s an exhilarating reach.

(c) 2019 JMN

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The People’s Receiver

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Guglielmo Marconi Posing. Mental Floss.

Bret Stephens has commented on how the relatively new technology of radio was received enthusiastically in 1930s Germany. Effort was made to produce and distribute a cheap radio — the Volksempfänger, or people’s receiver — “that could bring the Führer’s voice and message into every home.” (“World War II and the Ingredients of Slaughter,” NYTimes, 8-30-19)

I think of the Volksempfänger as the Volkswagen of radios, hearkening back to a Beetle — the people’s car — that drew hard service during my student days.

It’s fun to muse speculatively on the arc from radio to Twitter. In the annals of mass communication, television may go down as an intervening blip, a mere enhancement of radio leap-frogged by Jack Dorsey’s Marconi-level hop.

Dorsey called his invention “Twttr.” He emitted the first tweet in 2006: “just setting up my twttr.” On 15 July 2006, TechCrunch reviewed the new Twttr service:

Odeo released a new service today called Twttr, which is a sort of “group send” SMS application… People are using it to send messages like “Cleaning my apartment” and “Hungry.” (“Who Invented Twitter?” ThoughtCo)

And here we are, cleaning our apartments. Thank you, @Jack.

(c) 2019 JMN

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The Few, the Proud, the Readers

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Jim Mattis in March 2018. He resigned as defense secretary in December. Credit Mark Peterson/Redux.

“If you haven’t read hundreds of books, you are functionally illiterate, and you will be incompetent, because your personal experiences alone aren’t broad enough to sustain you.”

(Marine General Jim Mattis, from his new book “Call Sign Chaos,” written with Bing West)

(Quoted by David Brooks, “Jim Mattis and the Formation of Character,” NYTimes, 8-29-19)

The command to Read! coming from a leatherneck of General Mattis’s standing carries a certain weight.

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Rees-Mogging the Confecters

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“The candyfloss of outrage that we’ve had over the past 24 hours — which is almost entirely confected — is from people who never wanted to leave the European Union,” Mr. Rees-Mogg said in an interview with BBC radio.

(Stephen Castle, “Boris Johnson’s Parliament Suspension Prompts Fury and Resignations,” NYTimes, 8-29- 19)

And the gentleman administers a proper drubbing to the blighters.

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“Mornington Crescent!”

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Alamy.

I learn from Martha Gill that there’s a long-running game on British radio whose object is to be the first to reach the “Mornington Crescent” tube station on the northern line. Players cite routes over London’s transport system knowing and loving that it’s an elaborate charade.

… The game is entirely made up. There are no real rules; at any point a player could “win” “Mornington Crescent” simply by saying the words. They never would of course. It is simply not done.

As with the game, writes Gill, the rules of British politics are unwritten. “[Its] smooth workings are held together by convention, good manners and a sense of… fair play…” But the main political players “have suddenly realized that they can win much faster by ignoring the rules altogether: ‘Mornington Crescent!’ they chorus, immediately, and the game is over.”

And so, after all, what never would be done, and simply is not, is done.

(Martha Gill, “Did Boris Johnson Just Break Parliament?” NYTimes, 8-28-19)

(c) 2019 JMN

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