Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Review: The Stuff of Thought

The Stuff of Thought: Language as a Window into Human Nature The Stuff of Thought: Language as a Window into Human Nature by Steven Pinker


My review


rating: 2 of 5 stars
I am always hesitant to completely pan a book that is clearly written by someone vastly more intelligent than I, but in this case I would have to say that this book definitely did not work for me.



The root of my problem with this book is that the claims and synopsis printed on the cover seem to bear little relation to the actual material contained within. We are led to believe that this is a book solidly within the "popular science" category and that it will deal primarily with the concept of how language molds the way that we think and interact.



Instead, we crack open the novel to find what would best be suited as a textbook for the aspiring linguist. The first third of this book is devoted almost entirely to what seems like some sort of painful flashback to 6th grade English grammar lessons - on speed. Its been a long while since the days of transitive/intransitive/ambitransitive verbs, content-lockatives, and the like. I'll admit that I do not share Pinker's sense of thrill when discussing such topics, but I did slog through them and can vaguely see why he begins his discussion with this approach. Yet the "meat" of this initial discussion seems fairly scanty relative to the painfulness of the necessary effort on the part of the reader.



The book picks up a little steam as it heads into the next few chapters. Describing those on the "fringe" of the language & thought debate. First we hear of academics that make claims that imply that nearly all words are innate to the human mind, and are inborn as part of our genetic makeup (i.e. that our vocabulary is essentially hard-wired). Pinker dispatches this idea summarily - a feat that hardly seemed heroic, given how ludicrous the concept is.



Then Pinker goes on to disarm the arguments of the opposing camp, Determinists that believe that language controls thought. As an uninitiated, arm-chair philosophizer on the subject of language and thought, I had always given more credit to this idea. I am aware of how much of my inner life and thoughts seem to use a dialog that is carried out in words. However, Pinker gives scientific evidence that suggests that our minds control language moreso than the other way around. This was my favorite part of the book. Yet, by deflating this argument, Pinker also takes away a good deal of the relevance of the book, thereby deflating my interest as well...



The major themes in the rest of the book take the form of:

1. Dissecting the ideas of other academics in the field. Which again, would be a great deal more interesting if I had actually decided to go into graduate school for linguistics and was familiar with these persons.



2. Discussing tangental psychological/cultural concepts, often in terms that seem so divorced from language that one might wonder if they are sections taken from another book.



3. Hand-wavy ideas about the evolution of the human brain.



And last, but certainly not least...



4. LOOOOOONNNNGGGG paragraphs of word-"play" in-between.



Its not so much that Pinker doesn't have interesting ideas wedged in here and there, its just that if you've followed other sciences, you've most likely encountered most of these concepts before. Then again, even some of the original ideas that I found in this book were fairly obvious and were ones that I had already conceptualized myself, even if I wouldn't have been able to frame them as well as Pinker does. Furthermore, Pinker writes with a playfulness towards language that is fun in short bursts, but can obscure his point and be exhausting in the long haul. The delivery of some ideas were so couched in unnecessary detail that I almost felt like Steven Pinker and "The English Language" were sharing some sort of private joke. Frequently, after spending a few moments to decrypt some of his more florid paragraphs, I found that the concept they contained was fairly banal.



Pluses: Pinker clearly knows his stuff and presents it with what appears to be an unbiased eye. The sections involving direct scientific experiments were revealing and fun, as were the sections on polite language and sex (as sex always is...). The language of the book is a great exercise in concentration and is peppered with lots of great SAT/GRE-Prep words! Doubles in value as a good Kaplan study book! The take-home message seemed to be that language is not in control, we (and culture) are... Which is a reassuring thought, and is one that I am grateful to have learned.



Negatives: By thereby castrating the power of language to affect our thought process with his initial arguments, much of the remainder of the book is left floundering around in the domains of other disciplines. We hear of psychology, cultural practices, and evolution. Yet, language must now take a passive back-seat to these issues, only acting to give us tiny clues to their nature. The novel concepts that language can teach us turn out to seem scanty and flimsy. Furthermore, manner in which Pinker doles out these intriguing little nibblets seems unnecessarily drawn-out and buried in overly technical/flowery language.



In the end, too much of this book seems to reach for something larger, but end up as merely 'semantics' (fully in the negative connotation of the word).


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Thursday, January 15, 2009

Review: Self-Made Man

Self-Made Man: One Woman's Journey into Manhood and Back Again Self-Made Man: One Woman's Journey into Manhood and Back Again by Norah Vincent


My review


rating: 4 of 5 stars
The premise of Self-Made Man is one that ought to grab your attention and be good for some entertainment value, even if the book were horribly mangled in its execution. Fortunately for me, Vincent did an excellent job in the balancing act, keeping her tale delightfully salacious while also sharing a new perspective on a question which has become monotonously tiresome in its everyday ordinariness.



What is it that often makes men and women seem like such different species? To tackle this question Vincent, a self proclaimed dyke, goes undercover in realistic drag, living large swaths of her life as a man for a couple of years. This immersion style leads her to question a great many of her own assumptions along the way (a fact that seems to alarm many who have also reviewed this book), but which seems to me to provide a great deal more insight onto the question than other works that seem to throw up their hands and take a "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus" outlook.



Along the way, Vincent takes joins an all-male bowling league, takes jobs in several "testosterone-driven" careers, dates countless women and ends up going to an all male therapy retreat. If there was one major complaint I would take with this book, it would be that it seemed front-loaded. The earlier experiences were frequently ones that I could relate to more, whereas later experiences like the therapy group seemed to be dealing with some fairly damaged individuals. It got especially difficult at the end, trying to take away any serious message from people who just didn't seem to represent the larger population - either male or female.



In deciding what to write about this book, I did some reading of the reactions of others. Many have blasted Vincent for being overly sympathetic of the men in her tale and for lampooning women. While I can certainly understand why this is felt, I take some exception to the criticism. In many cases, I felt the author was merely putting herself in the mindset, attempting to play the role as best as she could. Often when she claimed to better understand a certain behavior, I didn't always feel that she was endorsing it. Nor did she equate her negative experiences with some women as being entirely representative of womankind.



I personally felt vindicated by some of the points that she elaborated in her book - often things that I have questioned myself, but never had a second opinion for. For example, her attention to the importance of eye-contact among men and the signals it conveys struck me as entirely true - something I've known instinctively, but never seen written down in black and white. Ditto for the male equivalent of the Madonna/whore paradox, which she chooses to call the warrior/minstrel complex. This being the idea that men are trained to act as hardened individuals, yet should somehow be equally capable of being attentive to and expressive of a large range of internal emotions.



A great deal of her anxiety as her alter ego, Ned, was not so much that she wouldn't 'pass' as a man, but would end up passing as less than a man (i.e. an effeminate/gay man). This is obviously something I can relate to strongly as a gay man myself, and perhaps this biased me. But it was still refreshing to see a voice that straddled the line between the sexes, pointing out the ridiculous nature of the chatter we frequently hear of about men and women being worlds apart.


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Saturday, January 10, 2009

A Quickie

I'm updating this blog to try to make all of the sound clips easily downloadable in case there are those who want to listen, but don't particularly find the idea of being parked in front of their computer screens for 5-25 minutes using only the annoying embedded applet. Should soon be able to right-click on a link below the media to save the linked file. Let me know if there are problems.

Friday, January 9, 2009

So, You Think That You Are Having a Bad Day?

I might not ordinarily post this particular bit of media as it is a bit longer and such, but a few circumstances have coalesced here in Baltimore to make this of particular relevance...

First, I've already heard several times today that various co-workers are just plagued by Murphy's Law. That every little thing that one should assume would go smooth in a kind and gentle world is going horribly wrong... It is a state that we can all commiserate and empathize with to a certain point... But then past that point, a situation will often take on a sort of dark comedy (don't worry K, you're not there yet, I hope)...

Second, Peter Pan is apparently showing in Baltimore right now. My friends say it is quite good and that there is even some eye candy amongst the cast. Sounds quite delightful! I wish I could go!

But I don't wish I could go to Baltimore's production as much as I wish I could have been there for the following performance:

Jack Hit gives us the highlights...



Or download it for an mp3 player by right clicking: Peter Pan Story

This American Life
Length: 20:27
Original Show: 61 - Fiasco
http://www.thisamericanlife.org

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Self Stupidity

So, time to fess up... Ever caught yourself mid-stream, realizing just how totally insane the thought you've just been entertaining is? Every once in a while, I actually become aware of some of the stupidest, most self-aggrandizing daydream that I have running through my head (as opposed most times, when I just blithely go on about my business, oblivious).

So, I was listening to The Dark Side by Jane Mayer this evening in the lab. The whole book's premise basically boils down to the concept that the soon-to-be past administration had a lot of misguided thoughts of their own about how best to defend our country against a terrorist threat and that it has led us down some pretty frightening paths. The book had just gotten to the section about how the administration has promoted the use of torture to interrogate prisoners of war (yeah... its kinda a downer).

So there is quite a lot of discussion about the various techniques of torture and the psychology behind them. What is it that causes our psyche to snap and give in to interrogation, and what are some of the most effective ways to push a person to the snapping-point?

So, Mayer is describing some of the sleep deprivation methods and how they are quite efficient at getting people to crack and I actually pause in my work to think "Huh. I bet if I were being tortured, I would be resistant to that sort of thing cuz I've had sleep apnea!!!!" Then I proceed to have visions of myself in some foreign equivalent of Abu Ghraib, solidly holding out against the cruel machinations of my evil tormentors while scores of hardened men crumple around me!

...

Yeah... Kinda embarrassing... I mean, seriously, I would be the absolute first one to break under any sort of pressure. I would spill my secrets before they even asked. I'd be all like: "But wait, wasn't lunchtime SUPPOSOED to be a couple hours ago?!?! Okay! I'll tell you whatever you want, just PLEASE give me that danish!"

I'd cave faster than my cellmate, Mr. Fluffles here:

The Life You Didn't Lead

Okay. We've all thought about it... What would life be if we'd taken a different career path? Gone to a different city? Ditched our sig other for Brad Pitt (or his girlfriend, Mrs. Jolie, if you prefer)?

Have you made all the wrong moves in your life? Thwarted your own chances at happiness?

This wordslinger attempts to take on that question with a cute tale of his own double life.



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Tom Weiser
Length: 13:00
Original Show: The Moth
http://www.themoth.org/

Sunday, January 4, 2009

The Most Gentle Goodbye


Ever been in the bar, trapped up against the corner by that annoying guy/gal you've just met? Watching your friends party on the dance floor/happily watching the game while you are trapped in a conversation about the weather or copper piping? Looking for a gentle way out of the situation? A way that won't drop a drama bomb in your lap now, but will certainly send the message: "Never speak to me again, please."

This clip is here for you:



Jonathan Goldstein
Length: 7:33
Original Show: WireTap - The Lothario
http://www.cbc.ca/wiretap/

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Oh... And in case you are wondering? Yes, there really is such a phone line! Brought to you by the friendly phone operators of New York City! Citizens world renowned for their gentle ways and patient sympathies.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

The Scariest Sort of Vampire


Well. Having emerged from my lab cocoon into the real world for at least a couple of weeks, I have made the realization (apparently the very belated realization) that vampires are in vogue again. It seems you can hardly turn around without being confronted by one of the buggers. In movies, books, and all over the TV, the ghostly faces of the undead have risen up once again to haunt the living. Above us once again looms the possibility of that fatal kiss - and the eternity of walking in the shadow of life that could follow it.

As terrifying as this all is, I believe that there is one type of vampire that might be even more scary than all of the rest. A sort of vampire that could make even the cruelest undead ruler of the night cringe.

Vampire Parents.



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Jonathan Goldstein
Length: 6:13
Original Show: WireTap - Who Wants to Live Forever
http://www.cbc.ca/wiretap/

Friday, January 2, 2009

Sherbert


So, you may have heard about my poor lil' hamster, Sherbert lately. In the last month or so, she has been about as sick as I have ever seen any of my hamsters get in the past. Huddling up in her little house and sneezing and such. I have to say, that as awful as it sounds, hamster sneezes are pretty adorable! But then later she started to cough and it was surprisingly loud and painful sounding coming from such a small body... Suddenly my jokes about her having hamster ebola seemed more prophetic than cute... I was pretty sure she wasn't gonna make it much longer when I took her back to Mighigan with me.

So, I've had her cage snuggled up against a space heater for quite a number of weeks now and had just about given up hope for any sort of recovery. I was sitting in bed just now, typing up my thesis and what should I see trundling across the floor out of the corner of my eye? Sherbert, up to her old con-artist escape acts once again! She seems pretty normal this evening, so maybe the old girl has a few more spins of the wheel left in her than I thought! Here she is, back in her old stomping grounds again.

Wish her luck in 2009! She'll need it!

Happy Holidays Everyone!

Whew! Back in Baltimore and gearing up for the home stretch! Thanks everyone from Michigan for making my Christmas and New Year’s another memorable experience. I feel relaxed and all juiced up again – ready to go for what will undoubtedly be a busy next few months!

Hope everyone had a great break themselves and a Happy New Year. God knows that I had a fabulous evening with my best buds in Michigan – though I think I am lucky to have escaped without a few “battle scars”…

Anywho. Best wishes for you all in 2009!