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Facing His Waterloo Edition

Jim Demint in healthcare ad

If we’re able to stop Obama on this, it will be his Waterloo. It will break him.”

Sen. Jim DeMint, Republican of South Carolina, was caught in the accidental act of telling the truth this week, when he took an issue that affects all Americans — their access to affordable heathcare — and reduced it to an act of political one-upsmanship.

It seems Sen. DeMint doesn’t care whether or not President Obama’s plan will help address the problem of the uninsured or reform a system that rewards insurance companies and hospitals at the expense of doctors and patients. He just wants to stick it to the president, like the patriotic American he is.

Interesting stat I heard today: five out of six Americans have health insurance. And three out of four of those are satisfied (if not happy) with that health insurance. Some in Washington take this to mean that Americans don’t really care about healthcare reform.

Ya know the stat I’d like to see? I’d like to know how many Americans have a horror story — or, if not a horror story, a story of major inconvenience — about their experiences with their health insurance company? How many have waded through forms and phone calls, endured clerical errors, been denied a claim, etc., because or the vagaries of their health insurance provider?

Having lived in Scotland for a time, I just wish we could have a system like other civilized countries. You know - one where people don’t go bankrupt because they’ve been diagnosed with cancer or because their husband was hit by a motorcycle. Must be nice.

How the other half (and by “half” I mean “just about every other Western democracy”) lives.

–lori

Saturday Snack — Broken Glass Jello

I was looking for a sugar-free dessert to make for a baby shower, where the mom-to-be needs to watch her sugar intake. I thought about jello, since sugar-free jello is such a staple for South Beach Diet-ers. Plus jello has a kind of fun, 1950s vibe to it.

So I found this recipe for Broken Glass Jello at the ‘Ono Kine Grindz website, and swapped in sugar-free jello. It’s time-consuming but easy and very pretty.

Broken Glass Jello
4 3-ounce boxes of sugar-free JELL-O
1 12-ounce can of evaporated milk (NOT condensed milk if you want to keep it sugar-free)
4 envelopes unflavored gelatin (like Knox brand)

Mix each of the packets of jello with one cup of boiling water and pour each into four separate 8 X 8 cake pans. Chill until set, at least four hours.

jello in pans

Cut each of the jello pans into cubes and mix in a 9 X 13 dish and set aside in the fridge.

jello cut into cubes

Mix the four envelopes of unflavored gelatin with one cup of boiling water. Dissolve completely. Strain and combine with evaporated milk. Allow to cool completely, then pour over the cubed jello in the 9 X 13 dish.

milk poured onto jello

Chill until set, at least four hours. Serve by cutting into pretty slices.

broken glass jello slice

–lori

Five Harry Potter Films, One Saturday

I’ve already finished my traditional re-reading of all the Harry Potter books, so on this rainy Saturday I thought I’d get myself in the proper frame of mind for this week’s premiere of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by watching all five Harry Potter films in a 12-hour Potter-thon.

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

The Story
Harry learns he’s a wizard and leaves his miserable life with the Dursley’s behind for the wonders of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.  He makes friends (Ron and Hermione) and enemies (Draco Malfoy and Professor Snape), and learns about his connection to Lord Voldemort, a wizard who “went as bad as you can go.”

While Voldemort may be gone, he’s not dead. Harry and his friends learn of the presence within Hogwarts of the Sorcerer’s Stone, a substance that grants eternal life. Voldemort — lacking a body of his own — possesses poor Professor Quirrel and plans to outwit the many magical obstacles guarding the stone.  Harry, Ron, and Hermione beat him to it, and in the end Harry Potter defeats Voldemort once more.

The Best Bit
Ron Weasley screws up an 11-year-old’s courage and sacrifices himself during an epic chess match so Harry can retrieve the Sorcerer’s Stone.

My Take
Director Chris Columbus sets the appropriate tone of child-like wonder in this first film. The look of the Harry Potter universe that he establishes — Hogwarts Castle, Diagon Alley — is fantastic fun, though it is marred a bit by some spectacularly bad special effects (the troll battle, the Quidditch match). The three stars are *sooo* ickle, and all very good.

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

The Story
A visit from Dobby the House Elf makes life with the Dursley’s even more miserable, but no sooner does Harry finally make it back to Hogwarts then odd and scary things start happening. Harry hears threatening voices in the walls, ominous messages about the mysterious Chamber of Secrets appear written in blood, and students start turning up petrified.

Harry finds the diary of Tom Riddle, a former student who was at Hogwarts the last time the Chamber was opened.  When Ron’s sister Ginny is abducted, Harry and Ron go in search of the Chamber, where Harry confronts the memory of Tom Riddle, the boy who became Lord Voldemort. Riddle has been using Ginny to do his bidding; as Ginny grows weaker, Voldemort grows stronger. Harry defeats the monster in the Chamber, destroys the diary, saves Ginny, and again thwarts Voldemort’s attempts to return to his full strength.

The Best Bit
Harry takes on the basilisk with the sword of Griffyndor and is saved by Fawkes the phoenix after being pierced by the snake’s poisonous fangs.

My Take
This second installment — much like the three young stars — feels a little stuck between the child-like innocence of the first film and the darker themes and look of the later films.  Rupert Grint’s Ron starts to slide into hammy mugging, but Kenneth Branaugh as the inept and vain Professor Lockhart is inspired.

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

The Story
When Harry blows up his Aunt Marge and storms out of the Dursley’s house, his runaway routine alarms his friends, as there’s a dangerous murderer on the loose. The dementors of Azkaban are searching everywhere for the escaped Sirius Black, Harry Potter’s godfather and the man who betrayed his parents to Lord Voldemort.

After comforting Hagrid over the death of his hippogriff Buckbeak, Ron’s rat Scabbers escapes and Ron is attacked by a large dog and dragged under the Womping Willow. Harry and Hermione follow and discover that the dog is not a dog, but Sirius Black. What’s more, Ron’s rat is not a rat, but Peter Pettigrew, a friend of James Potter and Sirius Black who is soon revealed to be the true betrayer of Harry’s parents. With the help of new professor Remus Lupin, the group nearly succeed in clearing Black’s name, but Lupin turns into a werewolf and the dementors capture Black. It is up to Harry and Hermione to turn back time and save both Sirius and Buckbeak from a terrible fate.

The Best Bit
The whole mind-bending scene in the Shrieking Shack. Honorable mentions to the stormy Quidditch match … the encounter with the dementors on the Hogwarts Express …  the moment Harry first learns of Sirius Black’s betrayal.

My Take
The look is darker, less colorful. The actors are taller. The story much more mature and complicated. I was annoyed at the movie when I first saw it because the protagonists suddenly looked, well, cool. Chunky haircuts, hoodies: what the hell?! Turns out this is a minor quibble in what is otherwise an excellent bit of storytelling.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

The Story
This year, Hogwarts is playing host to the Triwizard Tournament, an event that selects one Champion from each of three schools to compete in a series of magical contests. Though no one under the age of 17 is allowed to enter, Harry’s name is mysteriously called by the Goblet of Fire as the fourth Champion.

Harry makes it past the dragons and the merpeople, and enters the final task — a magical maze — tied for the lead. Cedric Diggory and Harry overcome many obstacles, grab the Twizard Cup together, and are whisked to a mysterious graveyard where Cedric is killed by Peter Pettigrew and Lord Voldemort returns to his full form.  Harry and Voldemort do battle, their wands linked together, until — aided by the remnants of his parents — Harry escapes back to Hogwarts.

The Best Bit
The return of Lord Voldemort and the battle in the graveyard. Honorable mention to the bit when Harry and a jealous Ron make up. The best special effect award goes to the scence where the dragon crawls across the castle roof.

My Take
Mike Newell of Four Wedings and a Funeral fame does a wonderful job mixing the first stirrings of young love with the darkest of tales. This is the movie that turns a corner — the first good character is killed and things will only get darker from here.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

The Story
When dementors show up in Little Winging, Harry saves his cousin Dudley from their clutches and is then whisked away from the Dursleys by members of the Order of the Phoenix who are organizing to fight Lord Voldemort. Unfortunately, the Ministry of Magic does not believe that Voldemort has returned. Even worse, they’ve planted the evil Professor Umbridge at Hogwarts. Since Umbridge refuses to teach them to defend themselves, Harry and his friends take matters into their own hands, forming “Dumbledore’s Army” with Harry as their leader and teacher.

Harry’s visions into the mind of Voldemort grow stronger until he sees Sirius being tortured by Voldemort in the Department of Mysteries. Members of Dumbledore’s Army deal with Professor Umbridge and escape to the Ministry, where they find the prophecy linking Harry to Lord Voldemort. But it’s a trap; Sirius isn’t there, but the Death Eaters are. The Order of the Phoenix turns up, and Siruis is killed. Dumbledore and Voldemort do battle, and the Ministry is finally forced to admit that Voldemort is back.

The Best Bit
When the prophecies in their glass spheres crash to the ground in the Department of Mysteries.

My Take
My favorite of the films so far, I love the 1930s modernist look of the Ministry of Magic and the moody, adolescent tone.

Whew! OK, now I think I’m ready. Bring onHalf-Blood Prince!

-lori

Just Beat It

The year is 1982. I am 11 years old. I own a cheap, knock-off zipper jacket. I own Thriller on LP. I listen to it a lot.

Mind you — I was 11 years old. I think there may have been a law back then. “All citizens under the age of 14 must purchase a copy of Michael Jackson’s Thriller — or tape it off their friend — and spend at least two hours a day in a ridiculous and ultimately futile attempt to learn the Moonwalk.”

Yes, he was a messed-up freak, but who made him so? Besides, “Wanna Be Starting Something” is pretty amazing,

PS — this is like the 10th time in the last few weeks that I’ve found out about breaking news on Twitter before anywhere else. Farrah Fawcett’s death, Ed McMahon’s death, the whole crazy South-Carolina-governor-cheats-on-his-wife-and-goes-missing-in-Argentina thing, even the severe thunderstorm we had earlier today.

Don’t quite know what to make of that yet, but it feels interesting.

–lori

Baseball’s The Best Game Ever Played and Here’s Why

First of all, under ideal conditions baseball requires of its fans three full hours of sitting outside in the sunshine. And there’s not much that’s wrong with that.

For less than the cost of a movie ticket, if you’re lucky enough to live in a town with a minor league team, you can spend your evening listing to the sound of the train whistle, drinking a beer or three, a watching the giant Italian sausage race the giant Polish kielbasa around the bases between innings.

And since baseball takes a while to play, there’s a correspondingly relaxed vibe in the stands. Even the guys who’ve had a beer or six tend to behave like colorful cut-ups rather than violent douchebags.

And finally — even if your team takes a pounding (as the Rochester Red Wings did last night to the Toledo Mud Hens) and even if you’re coming off a six-game losing streak (as the Phillies are tonight) — you have to work pretty hard to not have a good time at the ballpark.

Citizens Bank Ballpark

Take me out to the ballgame.

–lori

Blogs in the Age of Twitter

What happens to a blog when its creator moves on down the road to Twitter?

In a time of such interesting and important issues — energy policy, overseas reform movements, Project Runway leaving Bravo for Lifetime — this is hardly the most earth-shattering of questions. But as the increasingly scattershot nature of my blog updates suggests, it’s a question I’m still trying to figure out.

When I started Goddess of Clarity five years ago, it was the only manifestation of my “online presence” (and I couldn’t even tell ya what the hell an “online presence” was). Now, in addition to the blog, I have a Twitter account and a Facebook profile. I’m on Flickr, LinkedIn, and Ning. Even “old school” sites like Amazon, eBay, and Netflix have personal or “social” layers that encourage some form of community or communication among their users.

So where does the blog fit it?

If there is a continuum of the purely personal to the purely professional, I have always thought of Goddess of Clarity as purely personal. I made a decision when I started the blog to not write about work-related topics. I think that’s gotta change, and it’s been my use of Twitter that has led me to change my mind.

If we used to say that “the personal is political,” I think we can now say that “the personal is professional” (I first read that on Twitter, of course, but I can’t remember who said it.) In my professional life as the Web editor for the University of Rochester, it’s a good thing to inject a healthy dose of my personality into what I do every day and how I think and talk about what I do with others. That’s what Twitter has taught me, and it’s led me to re-think what I write about here on Goddess of Clarity.

So taking the social media “big three” — Twitter, Facebook, and blogs — here is my new breakdown of the role each plays in my “online presence”:

Twitter (@LoriPA) — mostly professional, with a healthy dose of the personal

Facebook (www.facebook.com/lori.packer) – mostly personal; goofy stuff that would never clutter up my Twitter stream

Goddess of Clarity — the sweet spot in between; my take on events in my personal life, popular culture, and politics; but also professional issues in higher education, Web development, etc.

Of course, the number of people who care about this can be counted on the fingers of one clumsy shop teacher’s hand. But as I wrote in my first-ever blog post:

I’ve created this blog for myself really, as a way of making some sense of the jumble of thoughts that passes as my brain. I may already be overreaching.

By adding some of the professional into what has been purely personal, I hope maybe that Goddess of Clarity can be a little less of a purely navel-gazing exercise and little more of a contribution — however small — to an ongoing conversation.

And don’t worry: I’ll still watch the Oscars so you don’t have to.

–lori

Five Days of Photos: Ireland 2009

Meg, Greg, and Dougie in Irish countryside

“Their second album was more adventurous but less commercially successful than their first …”

–lori

Five Days of Photos: Ireland 2009

Mr. Goddess on the Burren.

Mr. Goddess finds it’s barren on the Burren. 

Five Days of Photos: Ireland 2009

guinness sign in tree

“… and this is the tree where they grow all the Guinness.”

–lori

Five Days of Photos: Ireland 2009

No entry sign on The Burren

Don’t even think of entering here. As far as you’re concerned, the rest of the planet beyond this point is out of bounds. 

–lori

Capsule Movie Reviews

Alice in Wonderland
Pittsford Plaza 03.05.10
The word I left the theater with was "boring." Johhny Depp is a marvel, but there was little else there besides a handful of amazing visuals that I'd love to have as posters on my wall, but not as a 108-minute movie.

Edge of Darkness
Pittsford Plaza 02.03.10
Mel Gibson does a good angry face, but the British TV series this was based on was sooooo much better.

Crazy Heart
Pittsford Plaza 01.22.10
Loved the music, loved Jeff Bridges. But I'm sorry, Maggie Gyllenhaal nearly ruined it for me. Is it too much to ask the Bridges' character might fall for someone in, I don't know, maybe her *thirties* or something?

Sherlock Holmes
Pittsford Plaza 01.14.10
Completely ridiculous but oddly endearing. Sorta like Robert Downey Jr.

Up in the Air
Pittsford Plaza 01.01.10
Fantastic. So simple, so small, but kinda perfect. And very on point with the current economic situation.

Avatar
Pittsford Plaza 12.20.09
The day a filmmaker with an actual story to tell ("unobtanium?!" hilarious.) gets his or hands and this amazing visual technology, that will be something.

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