The Mob Mentality and Illogical Arguments

When someone forms an opinion and presents it in such a way that instantly clicks with folks and makes them nod vigorously in agreement, there’s something to be said for the one who forms the opinion. Typically those are columnists, editorial cartoonists, religious leaders, radio or TV talk show hosts, news pundits, and sometimes even politicians. The Internet has given a voice to far more people who would have otherwise never had the opportunity to make a statement (myself included). But when the opinion itself is based on an illogical comparison or argument, and followers buy into it because a single point fits their cause, extreme ignorance wins.

The graphic above has gone viral on Facebook and a number of folks are wrongly applauding it. George Zimmerman, a self-appointed neighborhood watch vigilante who enjoys guarding his streets with a loaded gun and reporting ‘suspicious’ behavior, shot an unarmed child who was walking home. The Florida police let Zimmerman free because it was ‘self defense.’

There is no shortage of media attention on this case and it’s one that makes people want to play judge and jury with wild assumptions. And why not? Who would disagree when everyone is holding torches and pitchforks? Zimmerman is a Nazi, right? Yeah! Who’s going to deny it?

The outrage is absolutely justified over a shooting death of an unarmed child, especially when the trigger-man is allowed to walk free. I’m confident something will be done about this situation, despite those in the mob spouting irrational arguments, such as with the graphic above.

On to Michael Vick. A few years ago, he pleaded guilty to “Conspiracy to travel in interstate commerce in aid of unlawful activities and to sponsor a dog in an animal fighting venture.” So, he spent 23 months in prison. Because Vick is a big football star, people are quick to forgive, and even defend him. I’ve read a number of comments from supporters who say that it wasn’t a big deal that he ‘killed some dogs.’ Never mind that non-football stars are arrested for this and don’t get this level of support, or that Vick has pretty much admitted that what he did was wrong.

Why, exactly, are people applauding this graphic? I can only think that the point striking a chord with them is that it’s a tragedy that all U.S. authorities think it’s worse to kill dogs than humans. Right on! High-five! Maybe even: ‘Vick should’ve gotten no time and Zimmerman should get the death penalty!’ And, of course, people bring race into the equation and suddenly it’s the ‘white man who arrested Vick and let Zimmerman walk.’ Yes, I’ve seen that statement, too.

Did the people who are agreeing with this ever consider that the authorities who correctly arrested and prosecuted Vick are not the same folks who let Zimmerman walk free? Are they implying that it’s no big deal to torture animals? Are they saying that the Florida authorities should have considered the Vick verdict while deciding whether or not to press charges against Zimmerman? I’m absolutely confused how anyone who puts even a moment of thought into the comparison still finds it to make sense.

How’s this for a comparison? Vick got nearly two years for killing dogs but football player Donte Stallworth got 30 days in jail for killing a person while drunk driving. Did the graphic-making genius ever consider that for a Facebook post? Would the same folks applauding the Zimmerman/Vick graphic be moved by a Vick/Stallworth graphic?

To me, this graphic isn’t about how the U.S. judicial system is messed up. That’s a separate issue. It’s about how those in a mob mentality are quick to believe any point in the name of an otherwise logical and justified cause.

Ryan Meets His Uncle

Yeah, I'm a cutie.

I finally got to meet my nephew Ryan. He’s 11 months old.

Okay fella, nice to meet you, here's your photo with me, now go away, it's mush time.
Mush is soooo gooooood.
Uncle Ben, can I have your wallet?
Got any more of that mush?
My finger tastes good.
Gimme the wallet!
Nice try, still wanna play with the wallet.
Okay, the wallet is getting boring. Gotta find something else.
So this is one of those old-school phones?
Sick of the phone, gonna play with this expired Hair Cuttery coupon.
Later, fellas!

More photos.

Journalists: Dress Right at Work

While Caps fans on Tuesday were treated to a 3-2 overtime victory, I instead attended a panel to honor the late, great Shirley Povich at the University of Maryland’s College of Journalism. While that doesn’t necessarily sound like more fun than a hockey game, I found it remarkable watching the banter of Washington Post legends Michael Wilbon, Tony Kornheiser, George Solomon, Don Graham, Ben Bradlee, and David Aldridge. Povich’s children, including Maury (yes, that one) also attended, as well as other established journalists and journalism students. (Only one Connie Chung reference during the evening.)

While much of the panel was dedicated to telling stories about Povich’s remarkable 75-year Washington Post career (he wrote six or seven columns a week), and while sometimes getting sidetracked (Kornheiser goofed on Wilbon for going to Dunkin Donuts before the panel), some notable advice did come out of this. I’ll skip the part about interviewing techniques with athletes after a loss, or how journalists aren’t as focused on the craft of writing any longer, and tell about the show-stealer.

In an angry rant, Michael Wilbon made it clear that sports journalists today do not dress professionally. He even cursed a few times (while this was being filmed). Perhaps it’s because journalists he learned from, including Povich, always dressed professionally.

I agree with him. I’m betting that it’s the relative relaxed nature of the sports beat (as opposed to, say, presidential beats), and over time some journalists tossed the suit and tie and now it’s come to being completely casual. I’ve personally witnessed Dave Feldman from Fox 5 show up to a Redskins preseason game press conference in shorts, and a Capitals game in torn jeans (keep in mind that TV reporters are often shot from the waist-up.). And Feldman is a veteran reporter, not a blogger out of college.

Wilbon has a point. Journalists, especially those out interviewing people, ought to class it up a bit, just for the sake of respectability, before the next generation comes and makes it even worse.

Update: The Post picked up the story.

My Grandmother’s Cuckoo Clock

You can’t put a price on sentimental value, and that’s why I decided to get my grandmother’s cuckoo clock fixed, after it hadn’t worked for probably more than 35 years. My father originally bought it, I think in Switzerland, and gave it to her. My grandmother’s story is that my uncle and grandfather couldn’t stand listening to it, so she brought it to the basement, and over the years I suppose it just stopped working.

After an all-round fix, then a secondary fix that took far longer than the first fix, it’s now working again, and my grandmother is happy about it. However, she’ll leave it on the wall for show, and perhaps use it only for company, because the truth is, the clock is fragile and we don’t want it to break again. Still, I say it’s worth the price I paid.

Roman numerals.

The doors have hooks in case we want to turn off either the bird or the boy.

The bird comes out to cuckoo on the hour and the half hour. I don’t really think he’s paying attention to the real time, though.

The little man comes out to play music but the door doesn’t open as far as it should and he merely stands inside, instead of poking his head out. Oh well.

Three standard weights hang from the chains. I think they must be pulled to the top once a day to stay working. It must be completely level on the wall for it to work.

My Grandfather’s WWII Stuff

Years ago, my grandfather would take me to his basement to show me his box full of World War II stuff. It contained a German helmet, some Nazi knives, and a couple of old handguns. (See photos of him during World War II here.)

Many years later, my grandfather discovered that some of the stuff was stolen. My grandparents had some work done – a couple of times – in their basement, and had no idea anything was taken until it was too late to know exactly when it was taken or which person/persons took it. The guns and knives were taken. I recall my grandfather, in his 80s, saying that losing those guns ‘broke his heart.’

Here’s what we’ve got left. The helmet, four holsters, a Nazi belt buckle, and a canteen. I’m assuming the holsters are from WWII, but I’d have to take them to an expert to get authenticated.

The helmet and the canteen, relatively speaking, seem small. Maybe the German had a small head, and maybe 1940s soldiers had smaller canteens than the ones I’ve seen in supply stores. The canteen has English written on it so I’m unclear if it’s a U.S. canteen or a German one that he found. It also has a broken lid that was replaced with a working one.

Also, the German helmet has the name Gren Fribrmamm (I think) on it.