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Monthly Archives: October 2012

This morning, for no particular reason, I felt like listening to the Tommy James & the Shondells song “I Think We’re Alone Now,” so I looked it up on YouTube and did so. What probably put it in my head was the movie Mega Python vs. Gatoroid,  which stars Debbie Gibson and Tiffany, the latter of whom had a hit in the ’80s with a cover of that song. The writers acknowledge that fact by working the lines “I think we’re alone now. There doesn’t seem to be anyone around” into the script. However, it’s been a few weeks since I saw that movie, so I’m not sure why I wanted to listen to that song today in particular.

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After listening to the song, I checked my email. I’m in the middle of an email discussion of Otto Weininger’s Sex and Character; specifically, the discussion is about the plausibility (or lack thereof!) of some of Weininger’s ideas about homosexuals. This led me to look up Steve Sailer’s old article “Why Lesbians Aren’t Gay.” Sailer’s list of contrasting gay vs. lesbian tendencies includes a note that gays tend to have “upscale, creative” careers, while lesbians have “downscale, blue-collar” careers.

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After that, I checked a few blogs I hadn’t read in several days, including Dusk in Autumn. The two most recent posts on that blog were “The return of small-only gatherings in youth party culture” — which mentions that “Large parties make for those ‘I Think We’re Alone Now’ kind of interactions” — and “The myth of wealthy gays and blue-collar lesbians” — which obviously ties into what I had just read in Sailer’s article.

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Convenience stores in Taiwan always have tea eggs for sale — but in my eight years in the country I had never yet bought one until today. Today I had a sudden craving for protein, so I popped into a 7-Eleven on my way to work and bought and ate two tea eggs.

Less than an hour later, at work, I stepped into the director’s office to discuss a few things with her, and just as I was leaving she called me back and said, “Here, do you want these?” — and handed me two tea eggs! She explained that one of the students had given her three of them but that she had only been able to eat one. She has occasionally given me food before — generally sweet vegetarian snacks that I don’t much like — but this was the first time she had given me eggs. So I ate two more tea eggs, feeling like the recently deceased centenarian in a newspaper article I once read, who had reportedly eaten some ridiculous number of hard-boiled eggs every day (a dozen, if memory serves) for what the reporter described as “complex psychological reasons.”


Last night I let out a tremendous sneeze, and at that exact moment all the lights in the house went out.

I am the anti-Leviathan.


Earlier this evening (October 2, 2012), I was teaching a class for Taiwanese business people, focusing on writing business-related e-mail in English. One of the sample e-mails in the textbook contained something along these lines: “Can I get back to you? I need to consult my supervisor before giving you a final answer.”

I explained the meaning and usage of the English word consult and, as is my habit, illustrated its semantic range by giving a wide variety of examples — explaining that you could consult your doctor before trying a new drug, consult a dictionary for the meaning of a word, consult your parents or spouse before making a major life decision, etc.

One of the students — I’ll call her Estelle — raised her hand. “What about God?” she wanted to know. “Can you ‘consult God’ before making a decision?”

“Yes, absolutely. Consult God, consult the I-Ching, consult a fortune-teller — almost anyone or anything, really. In some cases you might consult a–”

“And do you?”

“Do I what?”

“Consult God?”

The question caught me off guard, and I’m afraid I came out with something pretty dishonest and lame: “Well, yeah, I suppose I do from time to time — but, you know, he never really answers me.”

(The truth: I’m an atheist, and although I do occasionally make a few prayers in the spirit of agnosticism, I never actually consult God in the strict sense of asking for information or advice. And back in the days when I did consult God, I never had cause to complain about not being answered.)

I don’t know what made Estelle focus on the question of consulting God. Idle curiosity, I suppose. I know her pretty well, and she’s not at all religious.

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After the class was over, I went home to have dinner with my wife. She had a few things to do before we could eat, so I picked up one of the books I was reading, The Varieties of Temperament by William H. Sheldon, and opened it up. I was in the middle of a case study of “Gabriel,” a preacher. To understand the passage I am about to quote, you should know that Sheldon sees temperament as consisting of a combination of three primary tendencies: viscerotonia, somatotonia, and cerebrotonia (associated with physical endomorphy, mesomorphy, and ectomorphy, respectively). When troubled, viscerotonic personalities tend to turn to other people for help; somatotonic people, in contrast, have a need to take physical action when troubled; and cerebrotonics prefer to withdraw and contemplate their problems in solitude. Here’s how Sheldon describes Gabriel’s response to trouble. (The emphasis is of course my own.)

The predominant reaction [to trouble] is somatotonic, with a viscerotonic secondary tendency. His verbal response to the direct query is simply that he always consults God. This might imply a cerebrotonic reaction, and the point well illustrates the necessity of looking deeper than the verbal response. In this instance, Gabriel “consults God” by doing something actively, or through the minds of other people, not through solitary communion.

I read this passage less than an hour after my exchange with Estelle regarding “consulting God.” Not only does Sheldon use the same phrase (not a phrase which I see, hear, or use very often), but he draws attention to it as a phrase. He also talks about “looking deeper than the verbal response” — just as Estelle began by asking me a purely verbal question about the correct usage of an English word but then wanted to “look deeper” by asking about my religious behavior.