Prop 8 (CA) Donors in Pennsylvania

This is the list of people in Pennsylvania who donated to the anti-gay & homophobic Proposition 8 on the ballot yesterday in California.

There's only 19 donations listed, thank goodness, but if you look more closely, Josephine & John Templeton of Bryn Mawr donated a total of $1.2 million (in five separate contributions) to pass a constitutional amendment that discriminates against same-sex couples in a state on the other side of the country.

The silver lining is that 328 people in Pennsylvania donated to committees opposing Proposition 8, with Merrill Budlong of State College and Suze Orman of Exton topping the list with $10,000 each.

To do your own lookups, check out the San Francisco Chronicle Database.

Night Before the Election

Right as I was leaving work today, John wrote my facebook wall asking if I wanted to go to the Biden rally in South Philly tonight. I gave him a call back, thinking, well, why the heck not, and we met up a little after 8pm to take the Broad Street Line down to Oregon where the event was being held.

There was a pretty long line wrapping from the rally area far along the sidewalk, but there was a helpful volunteer with a sign that said "end of line here". Good thing we got there when we did, because suddenly tons of people showed up behind us.

Then some random guy walked by asking if we wanted tickets to go on stage. I didn't pay any attention to him, but John chased him down and paid $25 each for these yellow tickets from some labor boss (we assume). They checked us through security and then sort of shoved us towards this weird area outside of the main standing zone in front of the stage.

I was pretty skeptical but then we actually did get to go on the freaking stage!

They handed out signs to us, told us to turn our phones off, and to smile and cheer and stand up when Biden came out.

He didn't show up for a long time, but they had a nun lead a prayer, then one of the campaign organizers for South Philly spoke, Bob Brady (congressman) spoke, Mayor Nutter spoke, Ed Rendell spoke, the governor of maryland spoke (badly... O'Malley was his name), some guy from the Phillies, and finally Joe Biden at about 11:15pm. We cheered, he did a short version of the stump speech, and then shook hands with people in the main crowd while we just stood on the bleachers and waited.

It was a great way to spend the last night before the election. Lots of exhortations to get out the vote, to not be complacent, in general I was pretty impressed by the organization of the event and how on message the speakers were.

Thanks to John!

Let your mind lie fallow

This time in the airplane without internet is a conundrum. One one hand, it's a great time to watch movies, listen to podcasts, read the newspapers that I picked up (haven't done this yet actually), and in general get away from the internet.

I just finished writing a whole long regurgitation of what I spent the last couple days doing, and I know that I wouldn't have gotten around to doing that if I'd had blogs to read, people to twitter with, and facebook to distract myself with. On the other hand, I've got a few drafts of blog posts in Gmail that have been marinating for anywhere from a week to a month. I would have loved to work on those, but I can't get to them!

The bigger point of this post though, is something that I think Gary Vee has written or spoken about before: as our internet-free spaces diminish, it's going to take conscious effort to carve out time and space for those activities which have already been encroached upon by the increased connectivity.

I've gotten really used to having my email (and lots of other stuff via the browser) on my smartphone. I've also set it up to receive quite a few people's twitter updates by SMS. This actually has two distinct effects. The first I realized when I got on the plane to go to Europe. Since I use Sprint, which runs on the CDMA standard (as opposed to GSM like AT&T andd T-Mobile), my phone was not going to work at all. It became a glorified watch, though I played the games on it once in a while and took some notes. I digress. The first effect is that I was no longer instantly connected to everyone. I couldn't read my email from 8pm on Saturday night until sometime mid-morning on Monday. Obviously this speaks a lot to my own personal addiction, but I think there are other people out there in the same boat. I couldn't check the news on the New York Times site, or Google random stuff. Twitter didn't bother me quite as much, though it was a odd feeling to look at my phone every once in a while and realize there were no text messages. Even once I had access, it's somehow not really as interesting to read 8 pages of twitter updates in one gulp. As we talked about at PodCampPhilly, twitter is like a stream, and you can sip, drink deeply, or dive in. But once the water's under the bridge, you have to let it go.

The second effect is the question of being present ... in the present. This has been mentioned a few times by Chris Bartlett on twitter in his discussions with (@jimberly?), of some sort of Heisenberg uncertainty principle for twitter. If you're tweeting an event, you are thereby changing it. As much as I appreciate reading about speeches, conferences, and discussions that are happening elsewhere, I have wondered both as an tweet-reader and as a event-participant what the effect of people checking out (even if only briefly to write 140 characters) has on discussion, participation, and even the tweeter's experience of the event. Are you listening if you're writing?

This isn't just a twitter issue, but twitter is probably the clearest example of it. It probably started with pagers, though they were a push mechanism. Then came cell phones, where people would call in the middle of dinner or a deep conversation. Even if you ignore it, it definitely disrupts the flow. Then came things like blackberries, iPhones, etc. where we not only are interrupted by "push" notifications, but may just stop to check email or look up something referenced in passing in conversation.

Another observation is that these technology-enabled mental wanderings take place in natural lulls in conversations and discussion. What does it mean for us if we constantly fill up the quiet and empty spaces in our existences with additional stimuli? Should we let our minds like fallow in these short interstitial spaces and in the longer ones on airplanes, subway rides, and whatever else?

Michigan, McCain, Melatonin, & Marriage

I've been visiting my parents in Michigan since Wednesday night. They're unofficially celebrating their 30th wedding anniversary, though they haven't told most of their friends who are coming to the party tonight. There are some old old friends visiting my parents too, they live in LA & Dallas respectively, and they go all the way back to when my mom was going to nursing school in Taiwan. Pretty amazing that they're still in touch and still good friends, though they sometimes didn't see each other for years (decades!). It's nice to be back home and see the family, but it often makes me wonder that I really ever lived here. The house seems so big compared to my apartment in Philly, the roads are so wide, the people are so white, the buildings so cookie-cutter, the strip malls so common (and boring).

Not to mention that there are pretty much McCain signs everywhere. I don't know anything about local and state politics which actually make up the vast majority of the signs on the roads & lawns, but of the presidential candidates' lawn signs, most have been for McCain, including one infuriating "Another Democrat for McCain" sign. Ah well, I suppose McCain/Palin have given up in Michigan, though I haven't looked at any recent polling data.

Last night Kim & I met up again for our tradition of sneaking-away-to-a-coffee-shop-while-Powen-is-in-town-for-a-few-days. This time it was at Caribou Coffee... I ended up getting some weirdly named latte with the raspberry flavoring. BIG mistake. It was a sugar-free flavoring and basically made the coffee taste like medicine. The barista, however, was really nice about it and asked if I'd like her to make me something else. Instead, I just got a couple pumps of the almond flavoring which made it palatable enough to drink. Kim & I always have tons of awesomeness to go on about, but the most important thing I got out of our conversation is that melatonin really does help sleep / get over jetlag, and that it won't kill me. So I went to Meijer to get some in preparation for the upcoming transatlantic flight. I took one pill last night just to see what it would do, and it seems innocuous enough, though I have kind of been napping all day (plus I had a crazy gay dream during an afternoon nap). It won't hurt I don't think to try using it to get some sleep on the evening flight tomorrow.

Speaking of gayness, this Youtube video is called "Adventists Against Prop 8" is surprising and worth the watch.

My favorite quote:
Jesus was concerned that all people be treated with dignity, and respect, and equality. And therefore, we should vote against Proposition 8 because it reinforces the prejudices that we've had for centuries.