It’s Immoral to Spend Other People’s Money

I hear Margaret Thatcher said, “The trouble with socialism is that you eventually run out of other people’s money.” This is why health care reform, if it is a method for reducing some people’s medical bills by giving them the taxes taken from others, is only another problem, not a solution. Why do anti-trust laws not apply to insurance companies? Why are those companies bound by state lines? Is that not a tax-free way to increase competition, if that is the goal for health care reform?

But about socialism, here’s another good critique from the former prime minister:

The last day of my writing vacation

About 1,100 words today. That’s not bad. I shut down the computer thinking there hadn’t been any fireworks again, but I was premature.

Shortly after saving and exiting, I suddenly realized why one of my characters had done something he’d done. I wasn’t entirely sure at the time, and thought maybe it was inappropriate to the scene. But afterward I figured out his motivation, and said, “Yes! Of course! That’s exactly what he’d do!”

These are the “that’s my boy!” moments for a writer, when characters you aren’t sure have any life to them, suddenly show signs of getting a job and leaving home. It’s a sort of pale imitation of parenthood, in a remote, attenuated form.

I’ve never written a book in quite this way before. My standard novel-writing system, as I’ve said many times, is to scribble notes on slips of paper as characters and scenes and themes occur to me, and then arrange them in an MS Word document, in more or less the order I expect them to occur. When I’ve got enough stuff there to qualify as an outline, I then begin writing my story at the beginning of the document, and removing each plot point from the end as I use it. Eventually I have a completed book with a little rubble of discarded mental detritus at the end, which I then erase (although it was pointed out to me recently that I ought to keep my character lists, at least, in a separate document, for use in sequels, if any. Good idea).

But this book is being written blind. I’ve got characters, setting, and a basic idea for the book which I can best describe as a sort of rhythm. There’s an “impossible” event which happens, and then happens again, and then happens again, at intervals in the story. Everything else reacts to that.

So this time, the writing itself is an adventure. I keep discovering my own story. I’ve always considered writing without an outline kind of a lazy technique, but it might be the best way for me. I suspect that, sometimes in the past, I’ve twisted my characters’ arms to do things they didn’t really want to do, in the service of a predetermined plot.

Joker Posters

Portraying Mr. Obama as The Joker from the most recent Batman movie is racist and hateful. The same of Mr. Bush, not so much. I wonder if it would be worth the effort to compose (being respectful of copyright) a variety of politicians as villains. Throwing all ideology aside, there could be Barney Frank as Stephen King’s Pennywise, John McCain as Norman Bates (done as a movie poster so the connection could be made), Arlan Specter as Two-Face, and Rahm Emanuel as Alex de Large.

Course, I usually just think of these things and don’t act on them.

Drop the Movie Rating System

MOVIEGUIDE® has asked the Motion Picture Association of America to drop it’s rating system, which has blurred a good bit over the years. They are asking folks to sign a petition to this effect as well.

John Quade dies

You may not have known his name, but you certainly remember his face. Red-haired, fat, aggressively ugly, John Quade generally played villains during his Hollywood career. Remember the leader of the Comancheros in “The Outlaw Josey Wales?” Remember the motorcycle gang leader in “Any Which Way But Loose?” Remember Sheriff Biggs in “Roots?” That was John Quade. He has died, I’ve just learned.

He was also a Christian convert who involved himself in somewhat radical antigovernment movements, according to his Wikipedia article.

Master on Master: Andrew Klavan writes of Wordsorth

Andrew Klavan, at City Journal, presents an essay on William Wordsworth as a precursor to the present-day neocon movement. It’s gooooooooood.

Around the same time, the poet married Mary Hutchinson, a woman of such quiet serenity that a friend once joked that she never said anything but “God bless you!” The needs of their rapidly growing family necessarily turned his thoughts to more practical, and therefore more conservative, concerns. The financial help and patronage of Lord Lonsdale gave him new sympathy for the aristocracy. And the more he mulled the philosophical consequences of the French disaster, the more he came to respect the institutions and traditions that had guided Britain’s more stately procession toward greater freedom.

I might have made made more of a point of the connection of Wordsworth’s final philosophy to the doctrine of the Incarnation, but then I couldn’t have written the essay in the first place.

Coffee & Heresy

Loren Easton told me about this comment thread on a post criticizing The All-American Coffee Drinker, and kudos to you, Loren, for roasting your own beans. I don’t do it, probably won’t do it, but I appreciate it nonetheless.