Biography

It came up naturally over dinner, or at least naturally to me.  It started with a wonderful buffet with Liz at the U Garden that included General Tso’s Chicken, a spicy dish that has always intrigued me.  I remembered a story that it was named for the General who defeated the Moslems in the 13th Century at the Western fringes of China – which was apparently completely wrong.  A quick look at wikipedia shows that he was the general who defeated the Taiping Rebellion in China in the 1850s – with a little help from the British.  The chicken dish?  It was probably invented later by a refugee who spiced it with a sarcastic moniker to accent the chile pepper.

Aside from my being completely wrong about a tidbit of history, the story highlighted something that always fascinates me.  Nearly everything in our world has a story hidden behind it somewhere – a tale of intrigue, suffering, triumph, and perhaps tragedy.  It turns out that General Tso is even more interesting than I knew and perhaps might be the centerpiece of an excellent movie – one that explains a lot about China today.  But as Liz and I kept talking and eating we came up with even more examples of great biographies that are never told.  I’ll bet you have some, too.

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Boundary Failure

Now that my son is 10 it seems that we always wind up talking about cars when we’re driving somewhere.  It’s classic father-son bonding, enhanced by shows like TopGear when we’re not in the car.  “They were talking about the new computer controlled suspensions,” he told me, “But they didn’t like them because when they lose control it happens suddenly and they preferred to use their own skill as drivers on a manual suspension that gives way slowly.”

Several points came to me quickly.  One is that George is definitely just like his Dad on this stuff.  The other is that he was talking about something that comes up an awful lot lately – and not just in cars or other engineering design.  We live in a world where we’ve learned to control just about everything that fits into our pre-designed limits – and then, like a 10-year-old boy, the world seems to race out to test those limits to see what happens.  I don’t even know if there is a good term for this phenom.  I’ll call it a “boundary failure”.

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Spring

Haru.  It’s a common name in Japanese anime.  It can be either a boy or a girl, but it’s almost always used for a young character full turmoil that they overcome, gradually developing an inner confidence and a radiance of quiet strength.  That’s because in Japanese “Haru” means “Spring”.

Today, on the first full day of Spring in Japan and across the northern hemisphere the tragedy and anxiety threatens to consume us through our diet of news.  It may not seem particularly fitting for the season of life, but in many ways it is exactly what Spring is all about.

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Crackle and Spark

Few people would believe that there is anything new about antique music.  The ratings show Minnesota Public Radio’s classical music service runs a pretty solid 20th, behind their own news stations and the alternative music service, The Current (but ahead of the overtly political talk stations).  Isn’t this just a parade of long-dead white guys who wrote tunes you can’t dance to?

For a new generation of performers and listeners, there is nothing quite as exciting as very old music.  Their energy and passion infused into the ancient has created a new creation that defies time and convention, opening up new worlds of possibility to those who are daring enough to give it a try.  Newness is, as always, in the passion of the beholder.

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Climate

Every morning the sun comes in a little earlier, a little brighter.  It’s the time of year when hope of spring washes over all of us at high latitudes just a bit more every day.  But the sun is still a bit brittle on these clear days, shining over a planet that is naked to the vastness of the universe.  Cloudless days are cold days as the heat of the previous day radiates back out into space while we sleep under a pile of blankets, waiting.

A few weeks ago we woke up to –15F, but 36 hours later the temperature was 45F as a warm patch drifted over us.  That’s life in the middle of a vast continent, and it wears on people.  When you don’t even know how to get dressed in the morning it’s hard to feel confident about anything, even on a glorious warm day.  Our world is cranky, sullen, and a bit detached.  That’s life in the middle of a vast continent like North America waiting for Spring.

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