Twenty-four Days of Blogging, Day 19: Go, Tell it on the Internet!

Saturday, 19. December 2015 22:52 | Author:

Having spoken yesterday about technical trends for the future, I can return to Christmas for the remaining few days of this endeavor.

A problem with blogging is that unless you take down earlier posts (which in most cases I would find to be highly suspect) you will have things out there that looking backward make you cringe. I have several entries where I completely support a position that I later reject (because, you know, I keep growing, man, I'm a work in progress, God isn't finished with me yet…ugh). Other times the world goes in a very different direction from what I foresaw, and my brilliant statements are mocked by reality.

This year, however, I've been hit with another variation of post judging, when the world comes so around to my point of view that my original statement seems trivial or passé. This is certainly the case with my comments on the song “Baby, It's Cold Outside.” Last year I wrote a post discussing the predatory aspects of this song and the far less innocent undertones of the happy exchange. I had these concerns for a few years before, and I swear, they came entirely from my own reaction to the song (I should have written these down and sent them to myself by mail so that I could have a clear record of when I first thought this, and more importantly that no one else…that I heard…was saying it).

This year this realization has practically become a meme. I have seen mention of it on various blogs and many podcasts. Likewise most times I have heard the song named or played, someone has brought up the less savory interpretation. In fact, it is no longer treated as a new realization but as something that everyone knows (I heard one podcaster refer to it as “A Very Cosby Christmas,” which I know is terrible, but it made me laugh). I even heard someone mention the title of the song and then say that half the Internet would respond by saying it's a date rape song while the other half would defend it against this overreaction. So my point is now so common that there is common reaction to it.

I don't know which is worse, to have circumstances prove something I have written as wrong, or to have everyone jump on board and make something I have written look trivial (actually I very much know which is worse!). So let me state once for all. My reflections on this song came from my listening to it and thinking about it and nowhere else. And though I won't claim that the entire world read my blog and came around to this position, I can't prove that that didn't happen.

As always I welcome your comments.



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Twenty-four Days of Blogging, Day 18: “I got no strings on me”

Saturday, 19. December 2015 5:38 | Author:

I was thinking today about where personal digital technology would go in 2016. For the last few years I've done a presentation called “10 Trends That Will Change Education and the World,” and I'm preparing to do a version of this on an education talk show next month. While reviewing my original trends, I started to wonder if any new trends were emerging. While I see progress and room for growth in many areas, one area I find interesting is the development of technology to cut the number of cables in our life.

In the past to play music I needed to plug my phone into my car, my stereo system, or my headphones. Now Bluetooth applications are removing the need for these wires. My car automatically pairs and plays the music from my phone. Wireless Bluetooth speakers (both with wired and battery power) are becoming more and more availability for lower prices. In order to have speakers in my living room and family room, I ran speaker wire across the house which was always pulling free of the staples and getting in the way. Now multi-room wireless speakers will provide the same effect without the messy wires. I enjoy my wireless headphones, particularly when I'm riding or working, as I don't get tangled in a headphone cable. Bluetooth headphones have existed for some time, but stereo sets are now available for less than most wired headphones. My phone doesn't have to attach to anything for me to enjoy its resources.

When I present, I usually have to connect my iPad to the projector through an adaptor. However, Apple TV and other wireless projectors are freeing me from being tethered to the machine. Frankly, I still prefer a wireless connection as more dependable when I'm working in front of a large audience, but I'm certain this will improve to where I can cut this cord as well.

Which leads to power. Even though battery life continues to inch forward, all portable devices still need regular connection to power. However, as I discussed in a post earlier this year, I'm very intrigued by the new charging stations that are built into the table at Starbucks and other venues. With an adapter (and more and more phones don't even need this) one needs only to rest a phone on a charging plate, and charging begins. Though this is not truly wireless, as the furniture has to be wired, it once again breaks a cable restriction.

So, though I can't predict many of the changes coming our way, I am reasonably certain that they will come with fewer strings attached.

As always, I welcome your comments.



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The Twenty-four Days of Blogging, Day 17: Hang a Shining Star upon the Highest Bough”

Friday, 18. December 2015 5:39 | Author:

Today was the day we set up the Christmas tree. Actually the tree this year was a bit of an adventure. Since we have dogs, we have always purchased a smallish tree and set it up on a table. My wife and daughter went out yesterday and bought a beautiful, perfectly shaped small tree for just this purpose. However, when I took it out of the car, I was surprised to find it taller than me. When I said this to my wife, she swore the tree was shorter than she is, so this posed an interesting conundrum, how it could be shorter than she and taller than me.

Ultimately, we decided that the lot had mixed up trees during the fresh-cut process and somehow we ended up with a tree that was about 6’5″. This didn’t fit into any of our plans. We discussed cutting it off, or taking it back, but neither of these seemed very practical. The tree was pretty, but nowhere near as well shaped as the tree they selected, and though we decided to go with it, as there was really nothing else to do save buying another tree and discarding this one, which was offensive from both an ecological and economically standpoint, I felt uncomfortable and angry that things were not going according to plan and tradition.

So this afternoon I put on the lights and ornaments, and the tree is gorgeous. The less than perfect shape is not noticeable when covered with lights and colors. The (very first world) problem of receiving the wrong tree has yielded something beautiful. Something we wouldn’t have seen if our plans had not been forcibly altered.  As I think back through the many many years that we have put up a tree, this is a constant theme. No matter how the experience of getting the tree went, or what shortcomings it had, once decorated, it was always splendid.

I have remarked before about this time of year coming to us in metaphors, and I think I was walloped by another. As long as I held to my plans, this mishap was a problem, but once I stopped fighting and went along with it, it turned out beautiful. So many Christmas preparations go exactly like this. We have a plan and the world is highly skilled at confounding this plan. As long as we fight this confounding spirit, we are miserable. But as soon as we go with the direction in front of us, beautiful things can happen.

The original Christmas story was very much like this. The plans of the couple were thwarted by decree and by over-capacity booking. However, by succumbing to the chaos, and embracing what was in front of them, light came into darkness.

My parents’ house is a little darker this year. My Dad informed me yesterday that for the first time in their married life of fifty-seven years, they wouldn’t be setting up a Christmas tree. With few visitors and my mom’s health challenges, it makes good sense, but it is amazing how disorienting this must be for them and is for me. Their beautiful tree on a motorized rotating stand (operated with a magic wand and the words “Prestidiga-potato, Presto!” ) was an essential part of Christmas, and that mooring point is gone for all of us. Here’s hoping that by embracing this and the many other changes in this area, that we can create something beautiful. But just like my initial reaction to the overtall tree, right now I’m having a hard time seeing this.

As always, I welcome your comments.


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Twenty-four Days of Blogging, Day 16: I Got Nothing

Thursday, 17. December 2015 4:55 | Author:


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24 Days of Blogging, Day 15: “wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, good will to men.”

Wednesday, 16. December 2015 5:34 | Author:

Today the Los Angeles Unified School District closed all of their schools, citing a “creditable threat” to an uncertain number of locations. Though luckily nothing happened there, (whether students were saved by being home or whether they were never really in danger will probably never be known) it served as another reminder among far too many of just how tattered our world is just now.

In my office we fielded the predictable questions. Yes, our schools are open; we have no knowledge of any threat to our schools and the Orange County public schools are all open as well. Yes, we have advised our school staffs to be extra vigilant and to take all reasonable safety precautions. Yes, we do have safety protocols at all of our sites and our teachers and students have been directed as to what to do in a variety of situations.

All of these questions are cover for the more basic question, “Can you guarantee that you will keep my child safe?” Though I'm able to answer positively to every variation, I'm very glad that no one asked this more fundamental question, the only thing with which they were really concerned. Because if they did ask that question, I would have to answer truthfully and tell these parents no. None of us can do that. No amount of security preparation, equipment, and vigilance can anticipate every threat, and even some foreseeable threats cannot be defended against without locking each child up in a permanent vault.

Our culture has changed, and though we work to do everything possible, at heart I know my only true defenses are hope and prayer. It feels like many people I know are burdened with fears this holiday time, and to many of them, hope must feel as weak and ineffectual as it does for me.

When I started this blog five years ago, I felt very overwhelmed by the many unknowns in my new position as superintendent. As I began to navigate the people, sites, and money problems that still overwhelm me sometimes, I started saying to myself, almost as a personal pep talk, “Work with hope.” This is not to say that everything turned out perfectly, in fact many of the things I hoped for did not come to pass. “Work with hope,” is not a contract stating that x amount of work will yield y amount of results. Rather, it is the only way that I can live, and the only thing I can offer today.

Work with hope for a different future for our children. Our hope may not always be rewarded. I can't tell all the people struggling with burdens that hoping will bring a desired result. I do, however, believe that it is what makes us most human and what gives our every action meaning beyond itself.

I hope for good for all of you, and I will continue this hope, even when I am disappointed.

As always, I welcome your comments.

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Twenty-four Days of Blogging, Day 14: “What is this lovely fragrance?”

Tuesday, 15. December 2015 1:28 | Author:

Today's post is dedicated to my good friend Jennifer who tried very hard to change the subject when I spoke about this at her Christmas party.

This seems to be the year to talk about the wild and weird parts of the Christmas celebration. The tradition of the Nativity display is credited to St. Francis, who staged a living gathering of figures representing the Holy Family, their guests, and the animals. Through the years this scene has become a standard decoration in many homes, usually one of the few reminders of the Christian overlay to the feast of Saturnalia.

Nativity sets have become so commonplace that there is an entire subgenre of unusual nativity scenes. Mary, Joseph, shepherds, and kings are represented with dogs, cats, ducks, Coke cans, Legos, StarWars figures, and monsters. Google weird nativity scenes and then come back.

And then there is the caganer.

In Barcelona and other parts of Spain and Portugal, there is a tradition going back to the 1700s of hiding a pooping figure in a nativity scene. Although the origin of this tradition is not clear, there are two trains of thought as to the reason. The first explanation is that the figure is a good luck symbol, as he or she is literally fertilizing the earth (and I have used both he and she and literally correctly in that sentence). The other explanation is that the figure provides a counterpoint to the sacredness of the scene. Contemporary caganer include figures of the Pope, of President Obama, and of Queen Elizabeth, so the tradition also has a mocking element.

And while it seems on its face blasphemous to have such a figure among the sacred tableau, in truth it is the most human moment of the scene. Both the act of the deficator and the act of the one who places it there are completely human acts, the bodily function and the need to undercut the sacred and serious with a good old fashioned whooped cushion.

Christmas is a time of surprises…look behind the stable, you never know what you will find.

And I have another one tomorrow!

As always, I welcome your comments.



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Twenty-four Days of Blogging, Day 13: “They know that Santa’s on his way”

Monday, 14. December 2015 5:21 | Author:

A friend of mine posted n interesting article on Facebook today. You can find it here. It talks about the fact the the Washington Post Style Guide now accepts the pronouns they, them, and their for a singular antecedent (e.g. After a person has totaled your car by driving it through a Christmas tree lot, you get angry at them). This represents a shift from the long maintained rule that the pronoun for an singular antecedent should be he or she if the gender is known and he or he or she if unknown (e.g. If someone should forget where he or she hid the elf on a shelf, he or she should retrace his or her footsteps).

There was the predictable ringing of Facebook hands over this movement one step closer to Armageddon. My first reaction was the same, that the barbarians at the gate had been given a skeleton key. However, after reading the entire article and thinking further, I had a surprising second reaction. After all, I’m the person who cringes every time I hear someone pronounce the T in often. But I’m OK with this; it’s probably a good thing.

My first reason for embracing this change was found in the article itself. The use of the singular they is not a modern corruption of perfect language. It has been found regularly in English for centuries, and it has been used by our greatest writers including Chaucer, Shakespeare, and the King James Bible (which is the word of God…male and female he may have made them, but he can’t always keep the pronouns straight). In fact, many of the modern “traditional” rules are modern devices to try to codify a messy language. Writers have always used the singular they because it’s often hard to write beatutiful language without it.

Which leads to my second argument, the singular they can lead to cleaner construction and clearer meaning. For years it has been somewhat acceptable to use it in speech because it can be difficult on the fly to manage the verbal trapeze of him or her (When a shepherd left his or her flock to visit the babe, he or she brought his or her staff to frighten and wolves that he or she might encounter on the way). They can clean this and so many stilted sentences without any loss of clarity. When reading The altar server dropped the candle and burned their cassock, no one wonders who they are.

Finally, I long for a day when I can get rid of the choice between sexist language or bad writing. I was taught that the singular pronoun to represent either gender was he. Claims that this was sexist were always poo-pooed with the fact that he represented he or she, which was a much easier claim to make as a male having all of language assume masculinity as universal, than it would be for a female. However, the solution of compound hes and shes seemed a terrible price to pay for appropriate sensitivity. The sometimes suggested (but luckily never adopted) s/he is beyond execrable, and other efforts to create new gender neutral pronouns have been about as successful as Esperanto (one could argue that Esperanto is a more successful language adaptation. There are several books and at least one movie that use it). There is no need for a new gender neutral pronoun, for we all know the gender neutral pronoun is they.

Think what a pleasure it will be to not stop mid sentence to fit form over meaning. One of the greatest arguments for this adaptation is that most (including me) naturally use the singular they. It is only through habit that we stop and restructure our thoughts and our language (maybe I should just make it plural). The Washington Post is not changing language, they are setting us free from a meaningless tyranny.

…and isn’t that what Christmas is all about?

As always, I welcome your comments.



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Twenty-four Days of Blogging, Say 12: Rejoice!

Sunday, 13. December 2015 7:43 | Author:

Today begins the celebration of The third week of Advent, known as Gaudete Sunday. Since I've been at a party this evening, I haven't had time for a full blogpost, so I suggest that we all rejoice, and I'll try to come up with something more substantive.



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Twenty-four Days of Blogging, Day 11: “Visions of Sugar Plums?”

Saturday, 12. December 2015 1:36 | Author:

“Where was that figgy pudding emoji?”

Great…it's hard enough thinking of what to say and how to word it, now I have to think of the appropriate picture to compliment it! Should I use that face? What does it mean when the mouth is a jagged line? Is that good? Is the red face angry or embarrassed? Hmm, maybe this one…no wait, that one is definitely kissing…inappropriate on so many levels. Maybe I should use a pointing finger…oh my gosh, what finger is pointing, no, it's OK. What is this? I have to pick the race of the hand that's gesturing? OK, let me hold my hand up next to the screen…nope, none of them match my skin tone. I'm looking pretty tan today. Maybe by the time they see me again I'll be much paler…better go with Simpson yellow…does anyone use the other colors?

I think there was a compass somewhere…where was that…ugh, the flags…who uses these? Was the compass with the tools or with the school equipment? Hey, there's a hot dog now…have to remember that for the next time. I wish I could simply delete huge groups of these so I could find the ones I wasn't more quickly. Maybe a bicycle, since I'm going riding later…wait, that doesn't look anything like my bicycle. If I send that will they know I'm referring to myself, or will it look like I'm talking about some other cyclist? What even is that? Who would ever want an emoji of that? Oh, wait, it isn't what I thought it was…thank goodness. Perhaps I should spell it out with the block letters…


Who could that be…oh. “Hi, I was just texting you my answer. Oh, sorry you have been waiting…it's taken a while to finish my answer. Just tell you? Oh, OK…five.”


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Twenty-four Days of Blogging, Day 10: Trump Words (Part 2)

Friday, 11. December 2015 6:06 | Author:

Yesterday I defined trump words as terms that are used in argument that are difficult if not impossible to refute. After writing about screen time yesterday, some have suggested other terms, and I've thought of a few myself. One that maybe is the best illustration of this technique is politically correct. Any attempts to show sensitivity toward a group can be instantly invalidated by accusation of political correctness. Likewise, the preface, “This might not be politically correct…” gives license to the speaker to voice virtually any statement without responsibility for causing offense.

However, this isn't the word that I intended for today. Instead I'd like to keep the focus on words we use to battle change or dismiss attempts at innovation.

Another trump word that is used in the area of new digital realities is narcissism. The use of social media and digital communication tools is often described as contributing to the narcissism of young people. For goodness sake, they take endless pictures of themselves and post them for the world to see. They are constantly looking to texts for affirmation and identity. They write blog posts about their most mundane thoughts experimces, and observations and send them out to the world as if someone is interested (uh oh). Clearly these are all symptoms of extreme narcissism, and clearly they are caused by digital tools. Digital tools are bad because they encourage narcissism. How could anyone want that?

Once again, my argument is with the black an white conclusion of this trump word. I'm not saying that young people aren't narcissistic…I think this part of the definition of being a young person…or a person. Nor am I saying that digital tools can't be used improperly with negative effects. What I object to is the blanket condemnation through a non-quantifyable term (the line between appropriate self esteem and pathological narcissism…if it exists…is razor thin). Not every person who uses digital tools is narcissistic, nor does every narcissist use digital tools (I have found many of the pundits who preach this message to be extremely narcissistic. My generation did not grow up taking selfies…because we didn't have the tools to do this. There is no moral superiority in primitive photographic equipment.

As we move forward into a digital future, we do not advance either progress in the field or honest analysis by painting in black and white poison terms. We must refuse to be trumped by ignorance in our search for truth.

As always, I welcome your comments



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