The Nobel Prize in Literature was announced yesterday, which means it's time for my annual rant about "The subjectivity and poor qualifications of the ... committee." Can anybody tell me what a computational linguist actually does (when not deciding on the Nobel Prize recipient, of course)? Anyway, this year's recipient is Swedish poet Tomas Transtromer. I'm sure the man is a superlative poet (although be honest now: How many of you had read him before the award was announced?), but I'm still upset that the committee passed over Cormac McCarthy last year.
I will take a rare step down from my anti-Literature committee soapbox to admit that the seeming randomness of the selections can be attributed (rightly or wrongly) to a certain literary ethnocentrism in America. My wholly anecdotal perception is that apart from the classics, few of us read outside our own national borders. When was the last time you picked up a book of poems or short stories by an author whose hometown you couldn't even pronounce, just for the fun of expanding your horizons? Without borderless bookshelves, we will naturally be taken by surprise by any foreign recipient.
Having said that, though, many of the committee's recent selections have been inexplicable. (Actually, I think it is perfectly explained by the wholly inadequate qualifications of the committee members.) There are so many talented authors and poets out there ... what were they thinking when they selected Elfriede Jelinek (2004)? I'm not the only person who noticed the unsuitability of that choice, either; Knut Ahnlund resigned from the committee in protest over Jelinek's selection (it should be noted that Ahnlund is a literary historian specializing in nineteenth century Danish literature ... in what way does that qualify him to bestow the Nobel Prize?).
In happier news, I'm about a third of the way through Ernest Hemingway's Islands in the Stream, and I'm really enjoying it so far. It seems like he has essentially relocated A Moveable Feast (which is my favorite book of his) to warmer climes, but that doesn't diminish my enjoyment of the story.
About Me
- Robert
- I'm a 2009 graduate of Dartmouth College who loves Jesus, my wife and all things Northeast.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
New Hampshire Marathon
Ellen ran in the New Hampshire Marathon in Bristol, N.H. this past Saturday. She turned in a phenomenal time of 3:59:55, which eclipsed her pre-race goal of a sub-four hour finish. The race was the culmination of months of training and preparation, and I am extraordinarily proud of Ellen for doing so well. I took the following video of Ellen crossing the finish line:
One of Ellen's officemates--herself an avid runner--and I made the journey out to Bristol to cheer on Ellen. I was coming from work and unfortunately got a late call that meant I arrived after the race had begun. We had a detailed course map, however, so we would drive ahead to various spots on the course and cheer as Ellen passed by. It was a lot of fun!
After the race, Ellen was predictably sore; the rest of the weekend was spent doing as little walking as possible (going up and especially down stairs was particularly challenging). Ellen is more or less back to full strength now, though, which I credit to her diligent training and superior physical condition. The better shape you're in, the less excessively traumatic the race, and the quicker your recovery. Or so I reason. In any event, I'm extremely impressed at how well she is handling everything. Assuming I even finished a marathon (this is less an assumption than a fantasy), I would probably be on the couch the better part of a week before even attempting to get back on my feet.
Way to go, Ellen!!
One of Ellen's officemates--herself an avid runner--and I made the journey out to Bristol to cheer on Ellen. I was coming from work and unfortunately got a late call that meant I arrived after the race had begun. We had a detailed course map, however, so we would drive ahead to various spots on the course and cheer as Ellen passed by. It was a lot of fun!
After the race, Ellen was predictably sore; the rest of the weekend was spent doing as little walking as possible (going up and especially down stairs was particularly challenging). Ellen is more or less back to full strength now, though, which I credit to her diligent training and superior physical condition. The better shape you're in, the less excessively traumatic the race, and the quicker your recovery. Or so I reason. In any event, I'm extremely impressed at how well she is handling everything. Assuming I even finished a marathon (this is less an assumption than a fantasy), I would probably be on the couch the better part of a week before even attempting to get back on my feet.
Way to go, Ellen!!
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Playoffs!
The Major League Baseball season drew to a close yesterday, with the Tampa Bay Rays and St. Louis Cardinals securing the American League and National League wild card playoff spots, respectively. While the division races were decided days (or even weeks) before the end of the season, not even nine innings were sufficient to determine the final standings. Both the Yankees-Rays game and the Phillies-Braves game went deep into extra innings before things were decided. And while it's tempting to rub in the demise of the Yankees' nemesis, I think the Red Sox's September record is punishment enough. Actually, I take that back. Watching the Yankees' ticker-tape parade next month will be punishment enough.
The U.S. Chess League is at the halfway point of the season, with the Philadelphia Inventors and the New York Knights tied atop the Eastern Division with a record of 3.5-1.5 (though Philadelphia currently holds the edge on tiebreaks). In the West, the Chicago Blaze are the class of the league, with an unbeaten 5-0 record. The San Francisco Mechanics are in second place with a 3-2 record. Next week sees interleague action, with New York taking on the Seattle Sluggers and Chicago facing off against the Baltimore Kingfishers.
Despite living in Buffalo for more than a year, I never acquired a rooting interest in the Bills. Nevertheless, I am pleased that the Bills' 3-0 start in the NFL season has given them something to cheer about. Whether or not it will last remains to be seen, but for the time being life is good in Orchard Park.
In other news, Ellen is running in her first marathon on Saturday. Everybody wish her luck!!
The U.S. Chess League is at the halfway point of the season, with the Philadelphia Inventors and the New York Knights tied atop the Eastern Division with a record of 3.5-1.5 (though Philadelphia currently holds the edge on tiebreaks). In the West, the Chicago Blaze are the class of the league, with an unbeaten 5-0 record. The San Francisco Mechanics are in second place with a 3-2 record. Next week sees interleague action, with New York taking on the Seattle Sluggers and Chicago facing off against the Baltimore Kingfishers.
Despite living in Buffalo for more than a year, I never acquired a rooting interest in the Bills. Nevertheless, I am pleased that the Bills' 3-0 start in the NFL season has given them something to cheer about. Whether or not it will last remains to be seen, but for the time being life is good in Orchard Park.
In other news, Ellen is running in her first marathon on Saturday. Everybody wish her luck!!
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Medical school EMTs
Time magazine ran a fascinating article back in July about Hofstra North Shore - LIJ School of Medicine requiring their students to obtain EMT certification and spend time riding on an ambulance. The program is new this year--in fact, everything is new this year, as this is the inaugural class of medical students--but a number of the students interviewed for the article said they were excited about it. One even said it influenced his decision to attend Hofstra North Shore.
The article went on to say that the program was implemented largely in response to the demand for physicians with improved people skills; forcing medical students to operate as part of an EMS unit would help forge their teamwork and leadership abilities. This is certainly true, and I think that the program will achieve its stated goals. I predict, however, that it will also have a number of unintended, positive results.
A common lament among EMS providers is that we don't get enough respect in the medical community. There are a number of contributing factors, but one big reason is that many hospital providers don't understand what we do or the conditions under which we do it. Putting future physicians in the field will imbue them with a better sense of how EMS fits into the patient's overall care. This will, I think, allow the next generation of doctors to better appreciate, interact with and utilize EMS in a way that maximizes the system's resources and provides superior patient care from start to finish.
Furthermore, the medical students will have in their capacity as EMTs a unique opportunity to provide direct patient care long before their traditional schooling would have allowed them to do so. For example, a student at Dartmouth Medical School doesn't do his OB/GYN rotation until midway through his third year, and even then in a controlled environment under close supervision. Some of these students may not make it one month in the field before they find themselves delivering a baby in the back seat of a car, alone.
And even if the students have a relatively "vanilla" experience on the ambulance, they will still gain valuable experience in delivering care to patients in their hour of perceived greatest need. Because no matter the patient's level of clinical acuity, the situation is still an emergency in his eyes and you must treat him with compassion. And that lesson alone is worth the price of admission.
The article went on to say that the program was implemented largely in response to the demand for physicians with improved people skills; forcing medical students to operate as part of an EMS unit would help forge their teamwork and leadership abilities. This is certainly true, and I think that the program will achieve its stated goals. I predict, however, that it will also have a number of unintended, positive results.
A common lament among EMS providers is that we don't get enough respect in the medical community. There are a number of contributing factors, but one big reason is that many hospital providers don't understand what we do or the conditions under which we do it. Putting future physicians in the field will imbue them with a better sense of how EMS fits into the patient's overall care. This will, I think, allow the next generation of doctors to better appreciate, interact with and utilize EMS in a way that maximizes the system's resources and provides superior patient care from start to finish.
Furthermore, the medical students will have in their capacity as EMTs a unique opportunity to provide direct patient care long before their traditional schooling would have allowed them to do so. For example, a student at Dartmouth Medical School doesn't do his OB/GYN rotation until midway through his third year, and even then in a controlled environment under close supervision. Some of these students may not make it one month in the field before they find themselves delivering a baby in the back seat of a car, alone.
And even if the students have a relatively "vanilla" experience on the ambulance, they will still gain valuable experience in delivering care to patients in their hour of perceived greatest need. Because no matter the patient's level of clinical acuity, the situation is still an emergency in his eyes and you must treat him with compassion. And that lesson alone is worth the price of admission.
Friday, September 16, 2011
Tunbridge World's Fair
Ellen and I decided that no one who lives in New Hampshire should go without visiting the Tunbridge World's Fair at least once. The fair, which is in its 140th year, is held in Tunbridge, VT and while I can't figure out where the "world" part came from, it's not definitely not small. Ellen and I enjoyed the livestock and crop exhibits in particular. I, for one, had never before seen a 700 pound pumpkin! (Nor, for that matter, a fifteen-pound zucchini.) Unfortunately the timing didn't work out for us to see the Antique Tractor Pull, but we were able to catch the first heat of the pig races. In case you're wondering what exactly transpires during pig races, it's precisely what it sounds like. Pigs run (surprisingly quickly) around a miniature track and the first one to cross the finish line is the winner. Coming soon to an OTB near you.
Earlier this week, Ellen and I visited Henniker, New Hampshire, a charming town on the Contoocook River. Henniker has two major claims to fame: It is home to New England College and it is, to quote what is evidently the town motto, "The Only Henniker on Earth." The weather held out beautifully, and we really enjoyed our time there. A special shout-out to the Henniker House B&B, which was our first exposure to a bed-and-breakfast and will no doubt set the bar for all others to come.
In other news, the U.S. Chess League season is well underway, and the New York Knights are tied for second place along with the Manhattan Applesauce. The Boston Blitz, fresh off their Week 3 victory over the Knights, currently enjoy a half-point lead in the standings. Next up for the Knights are the Carolina Cobras; I predict a return to form. Go Knights!
Earlier this week, Ellen and I visited Henniker, New Hampshire, a charming town on the Contoocook River. Henniker has two major claims to fame: It is home to New England College and it is, to quote what is evidently the town motto, "The Only Henniker on Earth." The weather held out beautifully, and we really enjoyed our time there. A special shout-out to the Henniker House B&B, which was our first exposure to a bed-and-breakfast and will no doubt set the bar for all others to come.
In other news, the U.S. Chess League season is well underway, and the New York Knights are tied for second place along with the Manhattan Applesauce. The Boston Blitz, fresh off their Week 3 victory over the Knights, currently enjoy a half-point lead in the standings. Next up for the Knights are the Carolina Cobras; I predict a return to form. Go Knights!
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Border Battle
New Hampshire defended its chess honor against Maine yesterday in a ten-board, twenty-game match held at the Portsmouth Public Library in Portsmouth, NH. This event was held for two years in the late 1970s before beginning a thirty-five year hiatus. It was resurrected last year (New Hampshire won 12-8) and the organizers are hoping it will become an annual event. This year's edition saw New Hampshire field a slightly stronger team than in 2010, and when the dust settled, the Granite State retained bragging rights by a score of 14-6. Maine managed to save face, however, by scoring two second-round upsets; International Master Joe Fang lost to David Oshana and yours truly went down in a topsy-turvy game against Adam Schaff. I had an absolute blast playing, and I hope I will still be in New Hampshire for the 2012 edition!
I recently finished Closing Time by Joseph Heller. This 1994 novel is the sequel to his seminal work, Catch-22, and several characters return. I wanted to like Closing Time, I really did. As much as it occasionally irritated me, I found Catch-22 hilarious. Closing Time, unfortunately, just didn't make sense. I finished it half out of a sense of obligation and half in the hope that Heller would explain it all in the end (he didn't). If you enjoyed Catch-22, you may want to read Closing Time if only to see where all the characters' stories end. But if you decide not to, I wouldn't blame you a bit.
Now that the weather is turning cooler and the leaves are beginning to lose their verdancy, back to school is not far from mind. My schooling is, for the time being, complete, and as a graduate student Ellen works year-round. But DOC Freshman Trips is well underway, and Move-In Day for the Dartmouth freshmen is this coming Tuesday. Ellen and I strolled through campus this morning, and I was hit with a feeling of nostalgia. It's hard to believe that it was only six years ago that I was in their shoes.
And of course, no post published on this day would be complete without a mention of the September 11, 2001 attacks. Every generation has a day that comes to define it--November 22, 1963 for some, December 7, 1941 for others--and I think September 11, 2001 will be ours.
I recently finished Closing Time by Joseph Heller. This 1994 novel is the sequel to his seminal work, Catch-22, and several characters return. I wanted to like Closing Time, I really did. As much as it occasionally irritated me, I found Catch-22 hilarious. Closing Time, unfortunately, just didn't make sense. I finished it half out of a sense of obligation and half in the hope that Heller would explain it all in the end (he didn't). If you enjoyed Catch-22, you may want to read Closing Time if only to see where all the characters' stories end. But if you decide not to, I wouldn't blame you a bit.
Now that the weather is turning cooler and the leaves are beginning to lose their verdancy, back to school is not far from mind. My schooling is, for the time being, complete, and as a graduate student Ellen works year-round. But DOC Freshman Trips is well underway, and Move-In Day for the Dartmouth freshmen is this coming Tuesday. Ellen and I strolled through campus this morning, and I was hit with a feeling of nostalgia. It's hard to believe that it was only six years ago that I was in their shoes.
And of course, no post published on this day would be complete without a mention of the September 11, 2001 attacks. Every generation has a day that comes to define it--November 22, 1963 for some, December 7, 1941 for others--and I think September 11, 2001 will be ours.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Oregon, Pt. 2
The travel hassles notwithstanding, Ellen and I actually had a delightful trip to the West Coast. We stayed with a childhood friend of my mother-in-law's in Vancouver, Washington, across the Columbia River from Oregon (the Portland Airport was actually visible from our hosts' driveway). They have a charming home, and all three of us (Ellen, her mother-in-law and me) were blessed by their friendliness and hospitality.
Unfortunately, our rapidly evolving travel plans meant that we arrived later and left earlier than we had planned, so we were unable to fit in everything we had planned to see and do. Nevertheless, we managed a full day and a half of sightseeing. On Friday, after our arrival, we took I-84 (which I was tickled to discover runs through Oregon, as I am more familiar with it as the road on which I traverse much of Connecticut) to the "Old Highway," which was an extremely scenic drive past a number of waterfalls and other hiking spots. One highlight was the Vista House on Crown Point, which offered a panoramic view of the Columbia River and the surrounding hills and mountains.
After lunch, we visited the Bonneville Dam, which is both a National Historic Site and a working dam and hydroelectric plant. There I was introduced to the concept of a fish ladder, which is essentially a way for fish to bypass the dam when returning to their breeding places in order to spawn. It's actually neater in real life than I'm making it sound. And in a tiny office off of the main underwater viewing area, the official Fish Counter was hard at work. Yes, this person's job is to count the fish that swim past her window.
Next up was a fish hatchery, which featured local legend Herman the Sturgeon. This seven-foot monstrosity has been the star resident for quite a number of years, according to the numerous signs surrounding the sturgeon habitat. A seven-foot fish is, actually, quite a striking sight, especially when the majority of the other fish there are extremely young (it is a hatchery, after all). There was also a simulated salmon run, and Ellen got a number of excellent photos of the fish trying to navigate the man-made locks.
On Saturday we ventured into downtown Portland, which is a nice little city. It's not New York, but then again, nothing is. We met Ellen's aunt, whose health is beginning to fail, and had a great visit with her. It's not clear when or if we'll get another chance to see her, and the whole trip was worth it for those few hours alone.
I'm not expecting to do any more significant traveling until early December, so now it's time to turn my attention to the rapidly approaching foliage season here in New Hampshire. I've begun to wonder if the brilliant colors of fall are an apology for the six months of winter that follow ...
Unfortunately, our rapidly evolving travel plans meant that we arrived later and left earlier than we had planned, so we were unable to fit in everything we had planned to see and do. Nevertheless, we managed a full day and a half of sightseeing. On Friday, after our arrival, we took I-84 (which I was tickled to discover runs through Oregon, as I am more familiar with it as the road on which I traverse much of Connecticut) to the "Old Highway," which was an extremely scenic drive past a number of waterfalls and other hiking spots. One highlight was the Vista House on Crown Point, which offered a panoramic view of the Columbia River and the surrounding hills and mountains.
After lunch, we visited the Bonneville Dam, which is both a National Historic Site and a working dam and hydroelectric plant. There I was introduced to the concept of a fish ladder, which is essentially a way for fish to bypass the dam when returning to their breeding places in order to spawn. It's actually neater in real life than I'm making it sound. And in a tiny office off of the main underwater viewing area, the official Fish Counter was hard at work. Yes, this person's job is to count the fish that swim past her window.
Next up was a fish hatchery, which featured local legend Herman the Sturgeon. This seven-foot monstrosity has been the star resident for quite a number of years, according to the numerous signs surrounding the sturgeon habitat. A seven-foot fish is, actually, quite a striking sight, especially when the majority of the other fish there are extremely young (it is a hatchery, after all). There was also a simulated salmon run, and Ellen got a number of excellent photos of the fish trying to navigate the man-made locks.
On Saturday we ventured into downtown Portland, which is a nice little city. It's not New York, but then again, nothing is. We met Ellen's aunt, whose health is beginning to fail, and had a great visit with her. It's not clear when or if we'll get another chance to see her, and the whole trip was worth it for those few hours alone.
I'm not expecting to do any more significant traveling until early December, so now it's time to turn my attention to the rapidly approaching foliage season here in New Hampshire. I've begun to wonder if the brilliant colors of fall are an apology for the six months of winter that follow ...
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