Timeframes

From a speech titled, “10 Timeframes,” given by Paul Ford to MFA graduates. (LINK) This is an excerpt of the second of his ten timeframes

You know that decades are a recent invention? Decades are hardly a century old. Not the concept of having ten years of course, but the concept of the decade as a sort of major cultural unit, like when I say “the 90s” and you think of flannel shirts and grunge music and great R&B music, or when I say “the 80s” and you think of people with big hair using floppy disks. You need a lot of change for a decade to be a meaningful demarcation. Back in the 1600s they didn’t really talk about centuries as much either. It was all about the life of the king, the reign (of King James and so forth), or the era.

And then they invent clocks and clocks get cheaper and cheaper. Clocks are an amazing experience, right? Two hands, and a bell. This sense of relentless forward motion and they go in only one direction. Imagine doing user testing on clocks.

You say, “You’re a farmer—tell me about a normal day.”

And the farmer says, “Normally I wake up then depending on the month I might plant or reap the harvest.”

And you say, “How do you know what to plant?”

And the farmer says, “I’ve got this poem that we’ve been using for generations, so like, in June I mow my corn, in August I harvest my wheat with a sickle, stuff like that.”

And you’re trying to build understanding, you say, “That poem sounds really useful. But I’d like to talk about a new approach to time. What if I could divide every single day into 24 big parts called hours, and each of those into 60 little parts called minutes? So now instead of having just a whole day, you have 1,440 little pieces of time and you can arrange them and do whatever you want. What is your reaction to that?”

And I think the farmer would probably be polite but I’m guessing he’d be thinking, “Clock? That’s the single stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”

President Obama re Sandy Hook

You know, someone once described the joy and anxiety of parenthood as the equivalent of having your heart outside of your body all the time, walking around.

With their very first cry, this most precious, vital part of ourselves, our child, is suddenly exposed to the world, to possible mishap or malice, and every parent knows there’s nothing we will not do to shield our children from harm. And yet we also know that with that child’s very first step and each step after that, they are separating from us, that we won’t — that we can’t always be there for them.

They will suffer sickness and setbacks and broken hearts and disappointments, and we learn that our most important job is to give them what they need to become self-reliant and capable and resilient, ready to face the world without fear. And we know we can’t do this by ourselves.

It comes as a shock at a certain point where you realize no matter how much you love these kids, you can’t do it by yourself, that this job of keeping our children safe and teaching them well is something we can only do together, with the help of friends and neighbors, the help of a community and the help of a nation.

And in that way we come to realize that we bear responsibility for every child, because we’re counting on everybody else to help look after ours, that we’re all parents, that they are all our children.

This is our first task, caring for our children. It’s our first job. If we don’t get that right, we don’t get anything right. That’s how, as a society, we will be judged.

OneWord: Patient

She was a patient of life, as it administered its medicine in daily doses of freshly cut tulips on her round oak kitchen table, delivered there by her husband after a rather mundane day at work. Of sunrises that greeted her as she turned right out of her driveway each morning to take her child to fourth grade. And of the feeling of her baby’s beautiful little hands reaching for the stars above on a cold winter night.

Reynolds Jonkhoff Christmas Party 2012

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On our way out, in the hallway of the beautifully decorated Traverse City Golf & Country Club clubhouse. The twist on the white elephant gift exchange this year was that you had to make the gift of bring a $20 gift card. I was impressed by the creativity of the group. We ended up with a quilted wall hanging that has a snowman on it and reads, “Think Snow.”

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My Favorite Websites of 2012

Below is a list of my favorite websites and blogs that I’ve read throughout 2012. I have followed some of them for five years, while others are new. Enjoy!

  1. Free Cabin Porn – Probably the best of the year. Simply, this is just one beautiful cabin picture after another.
  2. Kottke.org – My following this blog goes back a ways to 2005. Not sure how I found it, but I’m glad I did!
  3. A Cup of Jo – Her audience is probably mostly women – or maybe not – but I don’t care! The “weekend” posts on Friday offer great links, and it’s always good for ideas about family, children, gifts, and cool stuff.
  4. What Should We Call Me – I can’t not link to this hilarious site of animated gifts. The author’s commentary is spot on, and it also appears that she is in law school. Or was.
  5. @GCTigerTracker on Twitter is another must-have during golf season. Every shot tracked.

My go-to websites each day, in addition to ICLE.com and WestLawNext.com, which I use for work, are Google Reader where I aggregate all of the many blogs I read into a chronological stream of posts and PopURLs.com. I would like to shift my attention to more local news outlets such as the Record Eagle. It’s important to be a well informed citizen.