Author: Eric Nilsson

PRISON

DECEMBER 16, 2019 – You’ll be shocked to learn that I’m currently in . . . prison.  Or maybe you’re not surprised.  As some of you already know, my wife was sentenced a few weeks ago. Our crimes? “Circulating among humanity.” Yes, I know, it’s hard to believe that such an offense could be a …

TROUBLE: WHEN “DOWN” BECOMES “UP”

DECEMBER 15, 2019 – One bad sign for any society is the normalization of the abnormal. In critical quarters since Inauguration Day 2017—overt, contemptuous disregard for observable fact has become the norm. The line was crossed by Trump’s insistence that his inauguration crowd was “the biggest ever.” One must acknowledge that “lying,” “cheating,” and other …

IMPEACHMENT AND THE STATE HIGHWAY PATROL

DECEMBER 14, 2019 – Impeachment can wait. Minnesota is lucky I’m not a highway patrolman. If I were, I’d have every other car pulled over for one infraction or another—speeding, following too closely, failure to signal, failure to yield, failure to come to a complete stop at a stop sign, texting while driving.  If I …

WATCH OUT BELOW!

DECEMBER 13, 2019 – Several years ago I read Daniel Kahneman’s brain-altering book, Thinking Fast, Thinking Slow.  No other book affected my thinking—however fast or slow—as much . . . . . . until I read The Misinformation Age by two philosophers of science, Cailin O’Connor and James Owen Weatherall. The text is only 186 …

BEWARE THE SUPERLATIVE

DECEMBER 12, 2019 – If you’ve noticed over the past several years, our Commander-in-Chief has an affinity for superlatives.  Among 38% to 42% of the electorate, apparently, use of superlatives is an effective rhetorical device.  Actually, “rhetorical device” assigns undeserved refinement to simplistic speech patterns. Let’s stop at “effective.” In my experience, superlatives are dilutive, …

THOUGHTS ON A SNOWY EVENING

DECEMBER 11, 2019 – Yesterday at 5:30 p.m. while I shivered at my bus stop, I checked the temperature on my phone: 4F. To my relief, the 5:35 bus appeared right on time. The commute the evening before had been a different story. Through new snow, buses on Nicollet Mall in downtown Minneapolis had crawled …

AN IDEA FOR THE AGE OF IMPEACHMENT

DECEMBER 10, 2019 –  On Saturday we joined a friend for a delectable meal at a Vietnamese restaurant. After 30-minutes of far-ranging but politics-free conversation, Trump’s name plopped down into the Phô, splashing soup onto the table. “I resent the fact,” our friend said, “that Trump now interferes with nearly every conversation I have.” My …

MENDELSSOHN, THE VIOLIN, AND BOAT CONSTRUCTION

December 9, 2019 – Yesterday I came off a satisfying practice session with my good friend and piano collaborator, Sally S. As I drove away, I said to myself, “That piece is coming along.” We plan to perform it at our annual house concerts—this time in the spring. “That piece” is the Mendelssohn violin concerto. …

THE IRISHMAN

DECEMBER 8, 2019 – Friday evening my wife and I binge-watched on Netflix, Martin Scorsese’s masterwork, The Irishman.  I say “binge-watched,” because though the film is not a series, it runs for three-and-a-half-hours—the equivalent of several back-to-back episodes of a series. The title role, played by Robert De Niro, was the nickname of Frank Sheeran, …

“A DATE WHICH WILL LIVE IN INFAMY”

DECEMBER 7, 2019 – As President Franklin D. Roosevelt said famously in his address before a joint session of Congress, December 7, 1941 is “a date which will live in infamy.”  He certainly welcomed the opening of the “door war” that had been closed so long and firmly by isolationists.  Japan’s attack served as a …

INDIA! “A PLACE LIKE NO OTHER”

DECEMBER 6, 2019 – A thousand years ago, or so it seems, I landed in what was then known as Bombay, India. I’d flown from Australia, where I’d been on the loose for the previous month, after the month before in New Zealand.  Many of the European travelers I’d met “Down Under” had come via …

COMPROMISE . . . WITH A CATCH

DECEMBER 4, 2019 – Let’s get down to basics. The hallmark of representative democracy is the dirty word, “compromise.” For all too long, we have lost the art of compromise. On the right, fear, greed, myopia, ignorance, and religious dogma have brought us intolerance and unprecedented demagoguery. On the left, disregard for real-world economics and …

PITCHIN’ HAY, SHOVELIN’ SNOW

DECEMBER 2, 2019 – With the onset of another winter—my first under Medicare—I have again resisted buying a snowblower.  My reasons are several.  First, our garage is a “Democrat Garage,” meaning, in line with my informal and years’-long survey, it’s too chock full of stuff (in addition to a motor vehicle) to accommodate another piece …

A PRAIRIE HOME CHRISTMAS

DECEMBER 1, 2019 – Yesterday evening while my poor wife coughed at home, I ventured to Pantages Theater in Minneapolis for Garrison Keillor’s A Prairie Home Christmas. It was a brilliant show: Rich Dworsky at the piano, with the Guy’s All-Star Shoe Band; Tim Russell and Sue Scott as “the voices”; Fred Newman at sound …

IN PRAISE OF SCHOLARSHIP (AND OTHER WORKS OF WONDER)

NOVEMBER 30, 2019 – Occasionally, I look up from my shoes to survey my surroundings. Amidst the detritus of human activity I see wondrous works produced by human minds, hearts, and hands. One endeavor for which I have special admiration is academic scholarship. As my blog readers know, I’m a sometime student of history.  However …

“DON’T KNOW NOTHIN’ ‘BOUT NOTHIN’ AT ALL”

NOVEMBER 29, 2019 – When I first heard Art Garfunkel’s song, “(What a) Wonderful World,” I thought the lyrics were kind of dumb. Now that the aging process has introduced me to my own (multiple forms of) dumbness, I realize that in a back-handed, unintentional way, the song serves as a kind of paean to …

THANKSGIVING FOR . . . DATA STORAGE

NOVEMBER 28, 2019 – In tribute to the origins of the day, I’m plenty thankful for plenty—all the people and bounty in my life. But as we go ’round the turkey table expressing our individual thanks for one thing or another, I’ll have to say, “data storage.” That’s right: data storage.  Currently, I’m moving 20 …

TRIGGER WARNING!

NOVEMBER 27, 2019 – Less than a month ’til Christmas.  Given the overnight blizzard, Thanksgiving in these parts, at least, will be a white one. Oops! I hear disapproving groans over “Christmas” in place of “December 25” and “Thanksgiving” instead of “Genocide Memorial Day.”  Know that my own relationship with religion (and revisionist history?) is …

GOING FROM “BAD” TO “GOOD”

NOVEMBER 26, 2019 – Last weekend I found “bad” and “good” on opposite sides of our house. The “bad”: a situation in which a whole lot of people dodged a bullet . . . or more precisely, a whole lot of bullets.  Minutes later, on the other side of the house, I encountered “good,” as …

DREAMLAND

NOVEMBER 25, 2019 – All my life I’ve experienced vivid dreams. Many reflect anxieties in life. Other dreams are fun or interesting. Some provide ideas. Saturday night I dreamt I was with three close (real-life) associates in a strategy session regarding a big (real-life) project.  Having the floor, I described a formal, illustrated presentation for …

“SAME OLD” RETURNS ANEW

NOVEMBER 24, 2019 – There’s no greater anti-addiction advocate than a former addict.  Political addiction, as most forms of addiction, doesn’t “go away.”  The addict has to work fiendishly at keeping the addiction “at bay.”  This ongoing process is called euphemistically, “recovery.” Backsliding is so common, so likely, that the addict must obsess about it …

REPORT FROM THE “TREETMENT” CENTER

NOVEMBER 23, 2019 – If you’ve read any of my previous three posts, you know I’ve been “up north” tending to my trees—a kind of rehab operation for a veritable, and once incorrigible political junkie. The retreet—I mean retreat—involved 48 hours of sequestration from the woes of civilization and quality time among a few hundred …

WE’LL NEVER KNOW

NOVEMBER 22, 2019 – I remember the fall day decades ago.  It was just before noon as I walked from my office building—the First National Bank Building in downtown St. Paul—to the St. Paul Athletic Club, where I launched my daily (running) workout. Next to the club was a parking lot, and standing there were …