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Isamu Noguchi, sculptor

Friday, March 12th, 2004

We visited an exhibition of the sculpture of Isamu Noguchi at the Japanese-American Museum.

These sculptures really spoke to me. Many of them dealt with the concepts of “space” and “container”. “Container” is something wired deep into our evolutionary minds. Thinking about containers is fun, and helps us understand the mind with which we go about everyday life. Noguchi’s sculptures help us think about containers, such as his simple brown container with holes poked into it and funny legs.

Noguchi was a “haafu”, who mainly worked in NY (where his atelier has been turned into a museum that I’d love to visit). In addition to sculptures, he designed public spaces, lamps, and stage sets. There’s a bit of a personal connection here: he was born in Los Angeles, and spent a year in Kita-Kamakura; he was also exhibited early in his career at the Kamakura Museum of Modern Art.

For more information on Noguchi, I recommend visiting the Noguchi page on artsy.net, which provides visitors with Noguchi’s bio, over 70 of his works, exclusive articles, and up-to-date Noguchi exhibition listings.

Japanese for Nerds (I)

Friday, March 5th, 2004

My article Japanese for Nerds has posted to the front page of Kuro5hin, the second one to do so.

Scientific proof that men and women are different

Sunday, February 29th, 2004

The New York Times reported with a straight face that Pfizer has given up testing Viagra on women, having discovered after eight years that, quote:

  1. men and women have a fundamentally different relationship between arousal and desire
  2. arousal and desire are often disconnected in women
  3. with women, things depend on a myriad of factors
  4. the brain is the crucial sexual organ in women

Umm, gee, duh, wonder what gender of people they had running those labs.

Introduction to Tibetan Orthography

Saturday, February 7th, 2004

Last weekend I attended an intensive class in Tibetan. The main goal was to learn the basics of Tibetan in a dilettantish-type way. The course was given by David Curtis of the Tibetan Language Institute, a great organization devoted to making Tibetan more accessible.

My article on Tibetan orthography got posted at the fine community discussion site called Kuro5hin.

No more Charles Shaw wine for Bob

Sunday, January 25th, 2004

We’ve been buying the $2 Charles Shaw wine ever since Trader Joe’s set up shop just a ten-minute walk away from our apartment. It’s nothing to write home about, but it’s drinkable and hey, you can buy a case for $24.

No more. We unfortunately saw the TV special about the product. It turns out the man making it, Fred Franzia, is quite an unsavory character. He’s a convicted felon—and the crime had to do with wine and mislabeled grapes, and cost him $3 million in fines. He looks really unpleasant. He bought the label on the cheap from the ex-wife of the real Charles Shaw. He tries to pass his wine off as a Napa wine although the grapes come from all over.

Every time we drank the wine after that it tasted worse and worse. Now we’ve given Charles Shaw the boot and moved up to the premium $2.99 bottles.

More choices make people more unhappy?

Thursday, January 22nd, 2004

The NYT editorial page today had an interesting article showing how having more choices could actually make people more unhappy. More choices mean you have to spend more time to collect information to hopefully make the right decision; and people with more choices spend more time looking back and regretting that they may have made the wrong decision.

Come to think of it, that’s one of the reasons I find Japan a congenial place in many ways—there are fewer choices in general. There’s usually only one choice as regards what kind of health insurance you’re going to get. There are many fewer choices, if any at all, as to how you’re going to invest your retirement money. You don’t have so many choices to make in how to run basic social aspects of your life. You spend less time worrying about choices in the job market since you change jobs less.

America seems to be going in the opposite direction. Now we even have too many choices of which anti-depressant to take to treat our unhappiness at having too many choices to deal with. So I have a modest proposal. People who don’t want to decide what stock to invest in can just put their money into index funds. We should apply the index fund concept to everything. For instance, it should be possible to go to an electronics site and just say you want the same digital camera in the $200-250 range that everyone else is getting. All stores would be required to report the information about what everyone is buying in a standardized form to a central location so all the people that didn’t want to spend all their time choosing among the 50 different models could just buy the most popular one.

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West Hollywood–gym heaven

Wednesday, January 14th, 2004

There must be more gyms per capita around where I live in West Hollywood than anywhere else on earth with the possible exception of Manhattan.

Right up on Santa Monica, a 10-minute walk, is 24 Hour Fitness, a capable if boring chain. That’s the main place me and Sakiko work out.

But the training we do once or twice a week with Mike is in training gyms. We started off at Todd Tramp’s at La Cienega and Melrose, also a 10-minute walk away, a testosterone-oriented place with the eponymous Todd sitting at the front desk looking oh so muscular. Later, we spent six months working out at the trendy Angel City Gym on Melrose, just an eight-minute walk from our house, right past the Epicurean School of Culinary Arts where Sakiko and I have taken a number of cooking classes. This is the gym where they have $5,000 pieces of original artwork on the wall for you to gaze at while doing your gluteal extensions. Or perhaps you’d like to go out onto the second-floor balcony, complete with gazebo, to do your end-of-workout crunches.

Later we moved to Workout Warehouse, on LaPeer between Melrose and Santa Monica, a twelve-minute walk, the grunge gym par excellence, where they make a point of not decorating. Lots of celebs here, though; we’ve seen Tim Allen, Raquel Welch, Keanu Reeves, Brendon Fraser, Melissa Joan Hart (Sabrina), Jennifer Tilly (the divorcee Jim Carrey represented in Liar Liar), and of course the stunning Rachel Weisz.

Most recently we switched to Exclusive, at La Cienega and Holloway, a block north of Santa Monica; this one might be a fifteen-minute walk. Too soon to judge this place, but it seems very laid-back.

And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. The other day we peeked into a building across the street from the iconic Urth Caffe and found it was a gym, Libby Healthworks. Above the Starbucks on Santa Monica is Body Works. I’d guess in a fifteen-minute walking radius of our house there’s probably a total of fifteen gyms.

Bush is in initiative mode now. And obesity is the topic of the moment. Why not announce an anti-obesity “vision” for America? He could start off with tax credits for gym membership, workout equipment, personal training fees, and nutritional consultation. Or maybe this is something the Democrats should pick up on.

Against “Against Love”

Wednesday, December 24th, 2003

I picked up “Against Love: A Polemic”, by Laura Kipnis, thinking that it was about my favorite topic of the moment: the artificiality and meaninglessness of the concept of “love” as our society defines it. Instead, it’s a vapid, repetitive, overblown, overwritten critique of monogamy and marriage—a worthy topic, but not one I needed to read 250 pages of her hyperthyroidal prose about.

Kipnis can’t even figure out where she wants to come down on the whole issue. On one page, she seems to think it’s real funny that people horse around and destroy their marriages; then on the next, she suddenly switches over to criticizing the stupid things people do to make marriage fail. Which is it, Laura?

Steven Altig, a Las Vegas criminal defense lawyer, “defends” K

Wednesday, December 17th, 2003

Recently I’ve been involved in a criminal law situation in Nevada. I’ll skip the exact details. I’ll call the accused “K”.

Although none of us will ever be involved, God forbid, in a criminal legal situation such as K was, there are few painful lessons we learned.

Mr. Steven M. Altig Esq. works for the law firm Wolfson and Glass in Las Vegas, NV. He was chosen to represent K. When we hired him and paid him his not inconsequential retainer, we were moderately hopeful that he would be capable of finding ways to get K. off altogether or get him a reasonably short sentence. What we found out instead to our dismay was that his role was little more than to grease the skids of K’s precipitous descent into the bowels of the NV penal system, probably never to emerge.

Steve’s a good lawyer in his own way. He can answer all the legal questions pretty good. He has very lawyer-like looks and appears dapper in his pricey suits. I don’t know if he’s ever really successfully defended a hard criminal case but in any case in retrospect that was clearly not his objective in K’s case.

Altig and Wolfson have a good niche they are working. There’s no money in the human trash segment. And to get the big bucks you actually have to do creative, aggressive lawyering, something Steve long ago figured out he wasn’t well suited for, or capable of. What better vein to mine, then, than the guilty middle-class arrestee whose family wants the lawyer in a well-tailored suit, and has some money that can go to buy some of Steve’s overpriced hours and those overpriced suits?

Hardball defense lawyering could also hurt a defense lawyer’s relationship with the District Attorney and his deputies and assistants, and Mr. Altig doesn’t want to do that. It won’t do to get on their bad side, when you’ll be seeing them again and again. We saw Mr. Altig out in the hallway outside the courtroom bantering with the assistant DA assigned to K’s case and having a grand old back-slapping, horse-laughing time. The good relationship with the DA is all the more important, of course, if your plan is to eventually move over to their side and work your way up there, although of course I have no way of knowing if that is something Mr. Altig thinks about.

In case 02-C-185170-C, State of Nevada v. K, Mr. Steven M. Altig was particularly uninspired. For instance, there was potential arraignment delay claim that if successful could result in the charges being entirely dropped. Although those charges were entered in 1996, Nevada made no claim against K until 2002. The delay, depending on how you look at it, could be said to be due either to the state where K was previously incarcerated not informing Nevada of the fact that K was in their custody when it came out during the course of K’s incarceration there that he was involved in potential criminal proceedings in Nevada; or, to Nevada failing to make a simple query against a national database into which Vermont had in fact made the necessary entries. In the former case, K has no delay of arraignment case, since the delay must be the fault of Nevada. In any case, K has no claim under delay of arraignment if the delay did not work to the detriment of his case. Mr. Altig did in fact make the motion for dismissal based on arraignment delay and that motion was duly denied by the Honorable Kathy M. Hardcastle of Dept. IV of the District Court, to whom K’s case had been assigned. To a better lawyer, that would have been hardly more than an opening skirmish. To Mr. Altig, that was the most he could do for his miniscule retainer. He spent the rest of the time explaining to us, when he bothered to talk to us at all, about how there was no more juice to be squeezed out of this claim and the die was cast.

Another separate delay issue was the delay in going to trial. Granted this delay was asked for by our side, but a strong lawyer could have gained leverage here as well.

Mr. Altig did not bother to talk to anyone from the family for the period of six months before the trial, in spite of any number of phone calls, letters, and e-mails. It’s not too surprising he didn’t, because he had no strategy, no plan, no idea, other than standing by and looking the other way as K got flushed down the drain into a lifetime to be served in the Nevada state penal system. Unfortunately, K, with whom Altig did meet with some regularity, was not in a position to manage his lawyer well. He was unable to stand up for himself and push for what he believed in and sabotaged himself with periodic bouts of guilt where he thought it was just and right for him to be punished.

A smarter, more creative, or more aggressive lawyer would have reached the conclusion that I finally reached belatedly—that there is no possibility of making anything happen at the lower judicial levels. Nevada is a tough state to start off with and this judge had a “hanging judge” mentality and the DA had assigned one of his toughest young gals to the case. The judge did not bother with any constitutional niceties. She told Mr. Altig, and by extension K, that she had every intention of sentencing him to the most severe sentence permitted by law for his offense. (This was before the trial, and thus of course before any sentencing process.) Steve’s response—should I let you guess?—was not to reserve this information for use in an immediate appeal based on prejudicial behavior by the judge, nor to advise us that we might want to consider going to trial and taking the long sentence but then gaining good appealability based on a potential error on the part of the judge in choosing a sentence inappropriate to the gravity of the crime—but rather to use this fact against K in discussions with him, and with the family, in an attempt to get K to take the unreasonable plea bargain of 15-45 that he finally did accept.

In additional discussions about whether to take the plea bargain or go to trial, Steve advised K and us that the judge was inclined to react with particular severity to any decision by K to go through with the trial since this would condemn several of his young victims to relive their experiences on the witness stand. At the time he said this it seemed to make some sort of perverted sense; but in actuality this is just another abuse of judicial power (and hence appealable issue)—a judge threatening a defendant with negative consequences for exercising his constitutional right to a trial.

Perhaps the most egregious example of Altig’s utter incompetence was his handling of the jury instruction issue. A charge existed in Nevada in 1996 which could reasonably be construed to cover K’s behavior, a much less serious charge, for which the sentence is 1-5. All that was necessary was to get the judge to give the jury instructions to consider this charge, and then make the relevant case to the jury. Admittedly a long-shot strategy, but arguably the only reasonable chance K had to avoid getting locked up for decades. Altig made the specific point to me that if the judge refused to give that instruction then he would have grounds for appeal. This was something he had been telling me as far back as a year ago.

In practice, this strategy evaporated in the course of five minutes sitting in the courtroom with lawyers and DAs and judges conferring in the hallways and in their chambers. Steve suddenly informed K and us that he had asked the judge and she had answered that she was going to refuse to give that instruction. Instead, there was another potentially lesser charge which she was willing to give the jury instructions to consider but wait a minute: if K was found guilty of an aggravated version of that charge, he could actually face life in prison with no possibility of parole! At the time, it seemed like we were being presented with some kind of alternative which of course the drastic worst case forced K to reject; in retrospect, the judge was simply laughing in our faces with her ridiculous non-proposal. What Altig forgot to remind K, or us, of in the frantic minutes of negotiations, was that the only way to take advantage of the judge’s refusal to give the jury instruction for the original less-serious charge was to go through with the trial, then appeal. Instead, it got turned into another reason to plead guilty and accept a sentence only marginally better than the worst K could have gotten by going through with the trial and getting the most severe possible sentence.

One last issue concerns the admissibility of “prior” convictions. It turns out that K did have a conviction for a similar offense—but that offense occurred after the one in question. Nevertheless, the judge ruled that it could be admitted into evidence as a “prior” conviction. Welcome to the world of Kafka, where a “prior conviction” doesn’t actually have to be “prior”. Altig’s weak-kneed response to this ruling of the judge was to opine thoughtfully that the judge was probably right and there was not point in pursuing the issue. This is another appealability issue that evaporated once K accepted the plea bargain as Altig recommended.

The difference is that going though a trial would have preserved all of K’s grounds for appeal, while pleading guilty preserved none of them. This huge difference was neatly skipped over by Mr. Altig in his recommendation to K that he accept the plea bargain.

Another index of the utter bankruptcy of this system is that K was given approximately one hour to make a decision which could make a difference of decades in the length of time he is incarcerated. Lawyers for both sides were pacing back and forth. When is he going to make up his mind? The judge can’t wait all day, now. She repeatedly peeked out impatiently from her chambers into the courtroom—when is that guy going to make up his mind, anyway? During this process, the family was allowed a total of one five-minute discussion with K with one person (me), within earshot of the court officials and lawyers for both sides.

It’s deeply disturbing to me that people like Altig populate our criminal justice system and prey on criminals by taking their money and raising their hopes while actually they are nothing more than accessories in the system by which these defendants are swept away to languish for decades in the penal system.

Bob’s Overview of Go

Wednesday, October 22nd, 2003

Bob has written a nice overview of the game of Go, also known as weichi or paduk together with Sangit Chatterjee. It ws published in the July-August 2003 issue of “Science and Culture”, a respected Indian periodical.