Archive for February, 2010
Trigger Discipline
Posted by Joshua Bardwell in Money and Marketing, Self-Defense on February 26th, 2010

Dear Everyone In TV, Movies, Modeling, Magazines, and Video Games:
If your character is not actually about to shoot something, for fuck’s sake, please do not pose them with their finger on the trigger. This is a heinous safety violation. Many of us who know about guns are TOTALLY UNABLE to enjoy your art or be influenced by your advertising because we are so damn distracted by the catastrophe that is about to happen.
Seriously. Spend a few minutes on a public firing range at 1:00 on a Saturday afternoon, when everybody and their cousin has come out to shoot for the first time ever, and after Little Billy accidentally points a (supposedly unloaded, but who can say for sure) gun at you two or three times, you too will hard-wire your brain to notice when people’s fingers are or are not on the trigger. You may also, as I did, resolve not to go to the range on Saturdays. When a person’s finger is on the trigger, and they are not firing at a safe target, all I can think of is getting their finger off the trigger, or leaving the area before they accidentally shoot me. This is probably not what you media people are intending.
You are also perpetuating bad habits. Why do you think Little Billy puts his finger on the trigger the second he picks up the gun? Because that’s what people on TV do. Har-de-har. It’s all funny until somebody gets shot in the foot.
Here is how you hold a gun, right up until the moment when the sights are on target and you are about to fire:

Where’s that finger? You got it.
Wood: Cords and Pounds
Posted by Joshua Bardwell in Homesteading on February 22nd, 2010
The truck has started to pay off. Issa and I have brought home two truck-loads of wood, to become firewood for later. The final amount remains to be seen, because it hasn’t been split yet, but I estimate it to be about 2 “ricks”, or about 2/3 of a cord. For perspective, we were paying about $65 a rick for seasoned, ready-to-burn wood, delivered but not stacked. Since we paid about $6,000 for the truck, I figure that means the truck is two-100ths of the way towards paying for itself.
I’d like to take a minute here and express my frustration with non-specific units of measurement. See, a cord of wood is exactly 128 cubic feet of wood. You can give it to me in a 4x4x8 stack, or a 4x2x16 stack, or whatever combination you please, but a cord is a cord. But people never seem to sell wood by the cord. Instead, they sell by the “rick,” at least that’s what they call it here in Tennessee.
A rick is a 4×8 stack. Notice any missing dimensions? That’s right. A rick is 4 by 8 by whatever length the wood is cut to. So a person who cuts the wood to 18″ is giving you a heck of a lot more wood than someone who cuts to more like 14″. And you never know until they deliver the wood, which makes it damn near impossible to comparison shop, which is, in my opinion, why people like to sell by the rick.
I guess in the long run, it probably works out, because most people cut to about the same length, but the engineer in me just hates the lack of precision.
Anyway, the bed of the truck is about 45 cubic feet. A cord of wood is exactly 128 cubic feet, and a rick usually works out to about 1/3 of a cord, or about 42 cubic feet. So the bed of the truck is, conveniently, almost exactly one rick. Ain’t that handy.
I found a place near my house where some trees had been felled for a construction project. They were cut into 2′-4′ long pieces, and laying on the ground. Some of them had already been run through the chipper, so I felt pretty confident nobody would mind me taking them. Issa and I finished filling up the bed of the truck, and she said, “Do you think we’re over the truck’s weight rating?” Well, I hadn’t much thought of it until that very moment.
It turns out, we have a truck stop near our house, so for about $10, we could have figured out exactly what we weighed. Keep this tip in mind if you own a truck and/or a trailer, because you can overload those things really easy and not know it. You don’t have to be a semi to go through the scales. But since I didn’t think of that, we just drove home real slow and tossed the wood off on the ground.
But we’re not the first to have this kind of question, and I found this nifty little booklet that contains a table of nominal weights for a cord of various types of wood. The heaviest type of wood is oak, at up to 5500 lbs per cord of green wood. Which means that if we were to pack our truck bed full of oak, it would weigh about 1900 lbs. I think our truck’s payload capacity is about 1700 lbs, so I guess we might have been over-weight, but not by much.
Fat-Hate: Calories In < Calories Burned = Weight Loss
Posted by Joshua Bardwell in Food on February 19th, 2010
This whole Kevin Smith vs. Southwest Airlines thing is putting fat-hate front and center on the Blogosphere. It coincides with me starting to read Shapely Prose, so fat-hate issues are front and center in my mind, and you get to hear about them.
I feel like I have a lot to say about the issue, but I am going to try to keep this post down to just one main point: the “Bunsen burner” theory of metabolism. The theory goes something like this: the body burns fuel, like a Bunsen burner. If calories in is less than calories expended through metabolism and exercise, you will lose weight. Therefore, you are fat because you eat too much.
Fat-haters use this idea to put fat people’s weight into their control, which then justifies the fat-hate, since apparently what we learned from Teh Gays is that it’s okay to be hateful to people if the thing you’re being hateful over is a choice, but not if it’s innate.
I confess to having used this argument in discussions about weight. It made terribly good sense at the time. It’s basic thermodynamics, right? If you have a fuel source with so many calories of energy, and you burn off that many calories, plus some more, the extra calories have to come from somewhere. The thermodynamics are sound, but the Bunsen burner theory of metabolism is total bullshit. The human body is not a black-box in a lab.
The first flaw in the theory is that the human body uses calories for a lot more than just maintaining weight. For example, if you restrict calories, many people’s cognitive function will suffer or energy levels decrease before they reach a point where they begin to lose weight. You can’t pick and choose. You can’t say to your body, “Dear body, please take those calories from my fat and not from my brain-function.” Imagine that, on a given day, my base metabolic rate is determined to be 2200 calories, and from that point on, I begin to consume only 2000 calories, a 200-calorie deficit. Who’s to say that I won’t be 200 calories stupider, slower, grumpier, and weaker without losing any weight?
This brings up a fundamental flaw in the very idea of the base metabolic rate, which is the basis of the Bunsen burner theory. The BMR is defined as the amount of calories you need to eat to maintain your weight, therefore if you eat less than your BMR, you must lose weight. Can you see the circularity in this definition? If you’re eating your estimated BMR and not losing weight, the doctors and scientists will say, “Your BMR must be lower than predicted.” Then they’ll restrict your calorie intake until you start to lose weight and say THAT’s your BMR.
So, calories in minus my BMR equals weight gained or lost, right? But BMR is defined as, “the amount of calories below which I will lose weight.” So, let’s just substitute the variable in that formula, as they used to say in algebra. Calories in minus whatever number it takes to make me lose weight = lost weight. Uhhh… yes, I suppose that’s true. It’s also a tautology, and so not very interesting from a practical perspective.
Somehow, “Calories In < Calories Expended = Weight Loss,” sounds very reasonable, but it sounds pretty stupid when you translate that to, “In order to lose weight, restrict your calories until you begin to lose weight.” Thanks. Next you’ll tell me, “In order to be able to live in a vacuum, hold your breath until you no longer need to breathe.”
In closing, to the person with whom I argued in favor of the Bunsen burner theory: I was wrong. You were right. I was stupid and bigoted. I’m sorry.
On a side-note, the next time you hear somebody debating whether people are “born gay” or “choose gay-ness,” please for the love of whatever you find holy, remind them that it doesn’t matter, because who you love and fuck is nobody’s business but your own, regardless of why you’re choosing to love and fuck them. The whole “innate vs. choice” debate presumes that the only reason we shouldn’t punish a person for gay-ness is because the person had it imposed upon them, like some sort of birth defect. This is equally true for fat people.
Ism Awareness
Posted by Joshua Bardwell in Uncategorized on February 17th, 2010
For about five years, from the late 90′s to the mid 2000′s, I journaled nearly every day. In the beginning, I had a very cheery tone, with lots of positive affirmations and a desperately sincere desire to live up to a personal standard I had set for myself. Somewhere in the middle, I became much more sarcastic, cynical, pessimistic, and angry-sounding. Unexpectedly, I was also much more sincerely happy than I had been.
Somewhere along the line, noticing things to get angry about became a sort of hobby. Don’t let the ranting fool you: I’m really very happy most of the time. I can’t explain why anger at the injustice in the world and a near-total loss of hope for humanity’s overall redemption coincided with happiness for me (Stockholm syndrome, maybe?) but it did. Being angry seems to work for me, and I’ve found more and more things to be angry about.
I started out being mad about religious inequality. I used to call myself Pagan, and was able to get up a good head of steam about the ways in which my religion was not afforded equal treatment by the majority. I eventually came to call myself an Atheist, which is an even more fruitful ground for righteous indignation. After religion, I added relationship issues. I’m polyamorous, and there are all sorts of ways that society punishes me for my non-conformist relationship structure. From there, it was a short hop to gender, sexual identity, and race. The newest “isms” of which I’ve become aware related to people with disabilities and fat people. It turns out that we have enough discrimination and self-hate to go around to just about anybody, even groups that I wouldn’t have immediately identified as discriminated against.
As each of these groups came onto my radar, it was pretty easy to integrate them into my existing framework of non-discrimination, because the principles at work seemed to be the same. The reasons why I would discriminate against people are the same, regardless of which particular factor I’m basing the discrimination on. The ideological framework that leads me to try not to discriminate is also the same. I’m often surprised when I hear, for example, feminists, spewing hate-speach about, for example, trans-gender people, or gays, or what-have-you. It seems so obvious to me that the feminist argument is fundamentally the same as the argument for acceptance of other minority classes. Issa tells me that line of thinking is relatively new, and falls under third-wave feminism.
Each time I have become aware of a way in which I am unconsciously bigoted against a certain type of people, it has made it easier to accept the next time it happens. The more I do it, the more I am able to see people as, simply, people, and the more I feel able to relate to them, instead of whatever condition I am imagining obscures them.
Garden Update: Baby Plants!
Posted by Joshua Bardwell in Food on February 15th, 2010
I built a light stand for my baby plants out of PVC.
It’s pretty rudimentary. 3/4″ PVC and some fittings. Didn’t even really glue it, as friction seems to be doing the job okay so far. Since I took this picture, I even hung some aluminum foil curtains from the lights to reflect more light on the plants and less into the room.
This little plant right here is going to grow up to be broccoli some day.
As a side note, the grow lights make wonderful photography lights too, as long as the camera and lights are both about 6″ or less from the subject.
These here are the onions and leeks.
I actually started the first batch on the 12th, and most of them didn’t germinate. I may have planted them too deep in the soil, or maybe the seeds are just no good, because they are left-over from last year. I put in a 2nd batch of seeds, and if those don’t start, I may chuck the whole batch and open the new batch I ordered this year.
I have also started some lettuce and carrots.
