The Honda Insight, Al-Qaeda, ad hominem thinking, projection, and blogging

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As I was driving down to Menlo Park the other day, I waited at a stoplight behind an old Honda Insight. This was the 2000 Insight that looked a little goofy – in the best way – got great gas mileage, and didn’t sell very well. This Insight had a bumper sticker that said Al-Qaeda hates this car and I thought, That’s wrong, Al-Qaeda loves that car. The bumper sticker was strangely annoying.

At first, it struck me that our different reactions were based on how we see Al-Qaeda sees us. That the bumper sticker indicated that Honda Harry thinks Al-Qaeda hates us because of who we are and I think that Al-Qaeda hates us because of what we do. I think that, if we all drove cars that got great mileage, if we didn’t need middle eastern oil, if we didn’t have troops stationed in Saudi Arabia, Al-Qaeda would be happier.

I understand that Al-Qaeda hates us and if we pulled our troops out of Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan, Turkmenistan, Uzbekistan, Pakistan, Afghanistan, Iraq, Kuwait, Jordan, Bahrain, Yeman, Egypt, Libya, and – especially – Saudi Arabia, they would still hate us. We have poisoned that well. I understand that if we didn’t reflexively back Israel, they would still hate us. Still, I don’t think that they hate us for who we are, I think that they hate us for what we have done – stationing troops in Islamic countries, their countries, among other things – and that has informed what they think of us.

I also think that we all make ad hominem arguments where we argue that the person is wrong because of who they are, not what they have said that might be wrong. I get five emails a day telling me about some stupid thing a Conservative has said like Obama being wrong about Libya because he is a Muslim. Aside from the fact that Obama isn’t a Muslim, why can’t a Muslim be right about Libya? But of those five emails, usually in one or two of them, it seems to me that what the Conservative is saying, maybe inexpertly saying, is sensible. The assumption of the email is that what is being said must be wrong because the guy saying it is a Conservative.

The ad hominem argument that the bumper sticker tries to make – the guy who put it on, really – is that  My Insight is good because Al-Qaeda doesn’t like it. Of course, everything that Al-Qaeda doesn’t like is not necessarily good. A-Qaeda doesn’t like killing male babies, that doesn’t make killing male babies good. Saying Al-Qaeda hates this car is not really an  argument and looking at it angered me.

We all see ourselves in others. Sometimes we see what we know about ourselves, sometimes we see what we didn’t notice or have forgotten, often we see what we find hard to see in ourselves. I am a big believer that projection is a way to look back at the projector. Why I was angry over  Al-Qaeda hates this is, eventually, more interesting, enlightening, and – surprise – more disturbing than if the bumper sticker is accurate or why the Honda guy put the bumper sticker on in the first place.

In this case, what bothered me is the assumptive superiority of the Honda guy. The assumption that what he had to say about Al-Qaeda and his car is of interest, or, even, importance. It was much easier to see that assumptive superiority on the bumper of the Insight than in myself and turning that thought back on myself gives me the shivers. The self-reproach of that assumptive superiority makes it hard to accept it in myself and easy to be irate with the Honda guy. That is the yin.

The yang is, if I didn’t have that assumptive superiority, I wouldn’t have a blog and I probably wouldn’t even pick up a camera. That yin and yang are the struggle when doing this blog and showing my pictures. I think it is a struggle we all have.

Even with all of that, I don’t think that Al-Qaeda hates the Honda Insight, and yeah, they probably do hate the guy driving it.

Lucky in-law

Growing up with two successful artist brothers has been a fortuitous education.  I got a first hand view of how their art has evolved through the years.

I’m still amazed how they’re able to render personal views/beliefs/emotions into tangible works on canvas, paper, and stone.  My older brother, Michael, paints and draws while younger bro Bryan, sculpts marble and wood.

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 Bryan in his workshop in Italy 2012

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Michael’s art at “Making Places” in Santa Fe 2013

Then I received an “extra credit” bonus in my artistic enlightenment when Michael married Linda Fleming.

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She’s an incredibly talented sculptor/teacher/artist and has a CV brimming with exhibitions titled “Tangible Mind”, “Galilieo’s Daughters”, “Perishable Industry”, “Tracery”, “Parallel Universe”, “Brainstorm”, and “Modeling the Universe”.

How can anyone produce the sculpture those titles describe?

Linda has done it with ingeniously designed manifestations using a variety of materials.

Over the years those materials have evolved to the sophisticated, laser cut, powder-coated steel layered structures she now employs to translate her nature-derived art. They’re studies in organic and geometric forms that dance with color, movement, light and shadows.

In 2007 I saw “Refugium”, Linda’s mid-career retrospective in Sonoma. In July of this year I got to experience the monumental exhibition with Michael in Santa Fe, “Making Places”.  The more I see, the more I am staggered by Linda’s imagination (not to mention her uncanny ability to construct the products of that imagination).

On November 2nd I attended the opening of her newest show, “Evanescent” at the Brian Gross Gallery in San Francisco (248 Utah St. 94103). Rather that attempt to describe it, I will simply share some photos, with the caveat that they do not do justice to the art.  You should go see it in person, 11am-6pm Tues-Saturdays until December 21st.

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If you do go to the gallery, look through the “Refugium” Sonoma show catalog; it’s a helpful historical document to understand where Linda’s imagination is coming from. As for where it goes from here…this lucky in-law can’t wait to see.

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Linda and Michael with “Fieldnotes random walker” bloggers Steve and Michele.

Guest blogger

Linda Fleming Opening-0030Saturday, a week ago, Michele and I met Richard Taylor at Linda Fleming‘s Opening of Meanderings, an exhibition of sculpture and drawings at Brian Gross Fine Art. When I picked up my camera to bring it along, I realized that the battery was dead and I had forgotten to charge the batteries I had used up on the trip to Maine. Linda’s brother-in-law, Kirk Moore,  was there, fortunately, and he has generously agreed to post some of his pictures of the opening.

 

Soccer and the above average grandchild

Charlotte -0015Our granddaughter, Charlotte, was in a soccer playoff game Saturday. Her team, the Mustaches, were playing the Mustangs in the semi-final. The program is through the San Anselmo Recreation Department and as the girls got together just before the game, I remembered that it has been at least thirty years since I have been to a girls soccer game.

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I have seen alot of women’s soccer since, including a couple of World Cup games, but this is a different game. The girls are just starting to learn to play position so there is alot more following the ball and moving the ball down field rather than passing. There was also alot less follow up when they got close to the goal. My daughter, Samantha, said They have to teach the girls to attack the goal, to take shots, and they have to teach the boys to pass. I can believe it.

The game started with the Mustaches playing into the sun and they were scored on early. .

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Also, pretty early in the game, one of the girls got hurt. I was impressed with the tenderness and compassion everybody showed (including the girls on the other team).

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As the game went on, the Mustaches started to dominate but they were unable to convert that to a score and lost one zip. Just like her mother used to be, more than thirty years ago, Charlotte was the star of the game. I hope every grandfather that was watching felt the same way, but I don’t see how they could.

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In the end, after they had lost and I saw Charlotte trying to hold back her tears and it hit home how much she was invested in winning, I thought of how much little girls playing soccer – any sport really – is changing the world. I remember a soccer game between Samantha’s soccer team and the parents and talking to an older woman who remarked, The women I know who went to college after Title Nine was passed are just less afraid to take risks. I hope so.

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