20 Jun 2004 #0425.html

Tact

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Dear Paul and Kate, Melanie and Jared, Bridget and Justin, Sara, Ben and Sarah, Heather, Audrey, Rachel, Matt via hardcopy, and Brian,

cc: file, Andrea, Tony Hafen, Sara and Des Penny, & Maxine Shirts

Welcome to "Thoughtlets." This is a weekly review of an idea, belief, thought, or words that will hopefully be of some benefit to you, my children, with an electronic copy to on-line extended family members. Any of you can ask me not to clutter your mail box at any time.

"I never have had much tack. Webster's New American Dictionary defines as: a keen sense of what to do or say to keep good relations with others. Last Sunday, during my weekly ritual of calling you (my biological kids, remember Andrea calls my step-kids and then she tells me how Heather and Audrey are doing, and then Andrea asks questions until she actually gets me to talk about how everyone I talked to is doing), anyway, during my calls last week the comment was made about how much more the Thoughtlets are appreciated now that I am showing more tact in what I write. I passed off the compliment off with:

`I still don't have any tact, I just have Andrea to edit what I write.'


Well, Andrea is in Utah attending the Utah Summer Games, helping her Mom, and helping Heather move into an apartment. When I talked to her yesterday morning, Heather had won a gold medal for a short race, and was in the middle of the long race. So, if you happen to be reading what I write this week, a couple of points up front:

  1. it will be short; and
  2. Andrea is not here, so she obviously won't edit it, and therefore what I write might not come across with tact.
For instance, just think for a second about my topic. Oh well!

Paul laughed when he heard the comment about tact. He told me his lack of tack has often been pointed out to him. However, he has been getting better. For instance, some kids from one of the other wards set up a garage sale on the church lawn on a Sunday, and the Bishop told him to go take care of it. Paul mentioned that the families that attend the wards in his building are mostly in government subsidized housing, and many of them are mentally challenged. As he approached the kids, he was afraid that the kids would hate the church for generations if he said the wrong thing. So he explained the church would loose it's tax exempt status if there were commercial activities going on on church property. The kids understood that the government and the IRS are something to fear, and so they quickly packed everything up and left. As Paul and his friend went back in the building, the other priesthood holder said, you sure handled that with tact, I would have just told them to get off of church property. So between these two comments about tact it set my thought patterns for the week.

My week at work was tied around getting the right data out of GDC's jRouge database. Every day provided new problems. At one point, one of the senior employees came in and very carefully explained to me that the problem was all my fault, specifically because I did not make the request correctly. I must admit his lack of tact kind was not well received. When I was provided another version of the database, I took the 190 MB file, and cross-plotted RC(0)gas against NIgas (the Reflection Coefficient of gas at zero degrees, and the Normal Incidence reflection coefficient), which are calculated using different equations and which should have the same values, and made a series of plots which showed there were still issues with the database. I captured a half a dozen screen images which showed the issue, and sent an e-mail specifying that I looked forward to learning about this technology, but not the shame and blame response to my efforts. In thinking about it, I'm sure this just further demonstrates my lack of tact in response to his lack of tact.

Andrea is a lot better at demonstrating tact than I am. For instance, she felt like she organized her four brothers in regards to last summer's Shirts Reunion (../0332.html). So this year she was going to let the boys decide what they are going to do, and then she will support it. The message below came in from Robert in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho (which is at the very top of Idaho, close to the Canadian border and Spokane, Washington) shortly after Andrea left for Utah, using Audrey's travel pass for parents:

`Hi everyone, Thanks to Steve it sounds like things are coming together. We were in Boston for a week and had a great time. We rode public transportation instead of renting a car. It was kind of fun. Anyway----here are everyone's plans I have heard from so far. Steve---He and his family are going as far as Idaho Falls Sunday night and then will come here Monday. He should get here late afternoon or early evening. He wants to spend until Wednesday sometime (depends if I can find him a golf game) and then drive over to Seattle. That is about a 5 hour drive from here. He then wants to go down to San Francisco and then across. Sounds like a fun trip. I wish I was going. Randy - He and Kathryn are going to fly in Monday about 1:00 and then coming this way. They are then going up to Banff for a couple of days to come back Friday to be ready for a 7:00 Am flight out. That is all I have heard from. Now I need to know what everyone wants to do. There is hiking, touring a silver mine, site seeing, water skiing, and as much as you can imagine. Cast your votes now! Robert'


The Monday through Friday being discussed is the 12th-16th of July. I do not know our schedule yet, but I expect Andrea, Matt, and I will be in Coeur d'Alene at least Monday through Wednesday. I do not expect any of you are available to join us, and if I'm wrong and you are, it would be wonderful. As some of you recall, I had big plans for an out-of-the box sustainability seminar with Todd Staheli and Ken Turner in conjunction with the 4th or 24th of July Parade in Cedar City (../0324.html and 0325.html) this summer. There have been a lot of changes since those words were written a year ago. Oh well! And as we look towards next year, I probably won't have enough money to pay for tickets for everyone to get together. Audrey's buddy passes do not go into effect until August, and, of course, it is up to Audrey how these tickets are distributed. Notice how I attempt to write with tact. Maybe we will have a Nelson/Nielson kids reunion a year from Christmas when Sara returns from Benin.

I received three (actually four) e-mails this week which I feel are appropriate to pass on. The first was from Bridget:

`Dear Uncle Roice, Thank you for the postcard - it was a very pleasant surprise (and reminder). I do have to get my passport ready anyways, because it still has my maiden name. But I'll start working on that now. Thank you for getting Grandma's Temple work done. I wish that I could be there, but I understand that this would not be possible right now, and it's better to get it done as soon as we can. Thank you for your updates on the family, I'm glad that things seem to be going so well for everyone! love, Bridget'


The second was from Albert Boulanger, and was about some people doing what sounds like my ideal job:

`A Morning With Danny Hillis Have had a very productive couple of days recently on the book, talking at length with various folks who in one way or another have very unique views on the search world. Before I get to Tim Koogle, who I spoke to this morning, or Shana Fisher and Geoff Yang (yesterday afternoon), I wanted to talk about my visit with Danny Hillis. On Tuesday I flew down to LA to visit with Danny, who founded Thinking Machines. After that he became an imagineer at Disney for five or so years ("The best 'real job' you can have," he quipped). Danny has a million great ideas and is something of a polymath. He recently founded Applied Minds as a way to put that skill to work (he partnered with Bran Ferren, himself a scary smart polymath). Danny has a lot of things to say about search, it's an area he finds rich in implications, in particular as it relates to some of the long-term projects he's involved in, such as the Clock of the Long Now. We spent some time riffing on the future of search, and its current limitations, but ... I get ahead of myself. What I really thought was incredible was the playground Danny and Bran have created for themselves at Applied Minds. You pull up to Applied Minds unimpressed. It's in an industrial area of Glendale (who knew there even were industrial areas of Glendale?) - windowless one-story warehouses with nameplates like "Airfoil Distribution, Ltd" or "Light Plumbing Fixture Manufacturing, Inc." Once inside the non-descript edifice, you're greeted by a low-ceilinged version of an internet start up - the requisite espresso maker, late-modern furniture, flat-screen displays, etc. But really, nothing worth writing home about. In fact, the place felt a bit cramped and claustrophobic. That all changed once Danny came out to meet me. After chit chatting for a few minutes, he took me to a small room - no wider than my outstretched arms - at the far end of which stood one of those classic red English phone booths. We stepped inside - a bit cramped - and Danny lifted the receiver and dictated a passphrase of some sort. Presto - the rear wall of the booth opened, and we stepped into - nerdvana. wonka1 From a cramped phone booth into massive pure-white-lit space two-stories high, adorned with all manner of things strange and beautiful. Over to one side stood the Terminator- like skeleton of a forty-foot dinosaur, it's 15-foot pneumatic legs gleaming and exposed. Nearly blending into the walls, itself painted movie-set white, was a tricked out Hummer-like RV refitted as a communications/command center - complete with built-in kitchen and bedroom. The space was a great big project lab, with happy geeks combing over various assemblages of wiring, motors, processors and plans like ants on a summer picnic. It's Willy Wonka's chocolate factory for geeks. Applied Minds works this way: Bram and Danny and any number of partners contract with Very Large Companies or Organizations to think outside the box and come up with solutions to problems they might have. The dinosaur, for example, was a solution to Disney's problem of overlong lines for its rides (solution: make the non-ride portions of the park more interesting by having dinosaurs roaming the streets...). Danny and Bram have, in essence, created a lab where they get paid to think orthogonal to a problem, and invent/design/prototype just about any kind of solution they can dream up. I toured at least four massive warehouses full of projects (and they have more buildings up in SF), many of which I am bound to not report upon, but all followed this basic ethic: let's imagine a new way to approach what otherwise is an intractable/frustrating/unglamorous business problem. Clients include GM, Herman Miller, and many others, including some defense contractors. The company employs a studio model, with only 50 full time staffers, but hundreds involved at any given time on dozens of projects. So one can imagine when Danny and I did sit down to talk about search, we'd have an interesting conversation. Besides the fact that his designs for Thinking Machines are now de facto standards for platforms like Google, we ranged from his idea of Aristotle, a Primer like AI tutor, to creating an economy of ideas through a new kind of search infrastructure. It's fun to live in the future for a while, after so much reporting in the past and present. For the details of our talk, well, the book is coming along slowly but surely... Posted by John Battelle at June 17, 2004 02:30 PM | TrackBack.'


The other two e-mail's came from Steve Joseph. The third was a political statement, and the fourth an apology summarizing why the first was not completely true. Because the fourth is copyrighted and they ask that it not be distributed without permission, I have included the third e-mail, with comments from the fourth e-mail interspersed in [brackets]:

`Subject: Interesting Analysis [The e-mail I just forwarded to you is one of those "urban legends". I'm sorry I didn't check before I forwarded it.] At about the time our original 13 states adopted their new constitution, in the year 1787, Alexander Tyler (a Scottish history professor at The University of Edinborough) had this to say about "The Fall of The Athenian Republic" some 2,000 years prior. "A democracy is always temporary in nature; it simply cannot exist as a permanent form of government. A democracy will continue to exist up until the time that voters discover that they can vote themselves generous gifts from the public treasury. From that moment on, the majority always votes for the candidates who promise the most benefits from the public treasury, with the result that every democracy will finally collapse due to loose fiscal policy, (which is) always followed by a dictatorship." [Likely fictitious. Actual name Lord Woodhouselee, Alexander Fraser, who wrote several books in the late 1700's and early 1800's. The actual quote could not be found among his writings in the Library of Congress.] "The average age of the worlds greatest civilizations from the beginning of history, has been about 200 years. During those 200 years, these nations always progressed through the following sequence: > From Bondage to spiritual faith; > From spiritual faith to great courage; > From courage to liberty; > From liberty to abundance; > From abundance to complacency; > From complacency to apathy; > From apathy to dependence; > From dependence back into bondage." Professor Joseph Olson of Hamline University School of Law, St. Paul, Minnesota, points out some interesting facts concerning the most recent presidential election: > Population of counties won by: Gore=127 million Bush=143 million [appears accurate] > Square miles of land won by: Gore=580,000 Bush=2,2427,000 > States won by: Gore=19 Bush=29 [Appears to have been written before Florida and New Mexico. Actually 30 for Bush and 20 for Gore.] > Murder rate per 100,000 residents in counties won by: Gore=13.2 Bush=2.1 [Wrong. Actually 5.2 for the average Gore county and 3.3 for the average Bush county. Dividing by the number of people per county, it is 6.5 per Gore county and 4.1 per Bush county.] Professor Olson adds: "In aggregate, the map of the territory Bush won was mostly the land owned by the tax-paying citizens of this great country. Gore's territory mostly encompassed those citizens living in government-owned tenements and living off government welfare..." [Professor Joseph Olson of Hamline University is not the source of any of the statistics or the text attributed to him. The research came from Sheriff Jay Printz in Montana, who did not do the research either. The legend grew as it was passed from individual to individual, adding that a law professor did the research because it sounded better.] Olson believes the U.S. is now somewhere between the "complacency and "apathy" phase of Professor Tyler's definition of democracy; with some 40 percent of the nation's population already having reached the "governmental dependency" phase. Help everyone realize just how much is at stake in this Election Year and that apathy is the greatest danger to our freedom ... get out and VOTE!'


There isn't a way to respond to lies and manipulation with tact. At the same time, it is easy for me to see how people can be led to make up stories and exaggerate facts because of how important the message is to get out and vote this year. There typically is a grain of truth in both the democrat and the republican political propaganda. Life is all about recognizing truth, so we can be free, and sharing our insights with tact and love. I do hope I am getting better at this.

On Wednesday Mike Dunn was talking about where the company is, the fact Quantum lost a lot of money last month, and that at the Board Meeting on Thursday the Board might decide to get rid of the interpretation portion of GDC. It is nice to work with people who tell things like they are, and it was more than a little unsettling, after finding a little bit of financial stability. I didn't tell Andrea about this conversation until after the Board Meeting, and after learning there is additional investment money being put in to expand the work we have been doing. Hopefully this showed some tact.

On Friday Cindy Peevey and I had a meeting with ConocoPhillips about setting up a GDCMOD database for Nigeria. The two men we met with are senior executives, and the leader has a very strong personality. He aggressively challenged several of the statements I made, and he did this with little tact. I liked him. Reminded me of myself. And although drained of energy when we left, I felt like I had made my points, made them with tact, and he had been receptive to my responses. Time will tell. I was home early. Rachel and I went out to dinner at The Saltgrass Steakhouse. It is almost as good as Milt's, except for all of the people who were there. As I looked at all of the young couples with young children, I couldn't believe they could afford to be there, and I wondered why I seldom take Andrea or you kids out to dinner. Oh well!

I got a phone call from Christian Singfield in Australia about the work he has been doing in Malysia. I took the call, and of needless to say was ignoring Rachel while on the phone. By the time I was off of the phone, Rachel was on the phone, and she stayed on the phone for about 5 minutes after I hung up. She was paying her phone bill on line, and demonstrating to me, by example, that my phone conversation did not show a lot of tact. Oh well!

Yesterday I went for a run, took Matt to work, got my new glasses, got a haircut (and was offered a 1/2 hour massage for $30 or an hour massage for $50, with a tactless promise `I would really like it'), bought some groceries, did my laundry, and worked on my Book of Mormon data mining project. I watched a cowboy movie, The Hoosiers, and 13 Days (the movie about the Cuban Crisis). I didn't realize before that the Cuban Missile Crisis happened a week before my 12th birthday. Matt used the computer when I wasn't and when he wasn't working on my Book of Mormon project to play some of his games. Over the last week he has sold 5 of the Shaggy Bag beanbags, and his commission and check for this next work period will be about $250. He is saving some for school, paying his tithing, and using the rest for clothes and movies and things like computer games. Rachel had a date last night, and seemed very happy about it. I reminded her about the Katy curfew as a way to encourage her to be home at a reasonable hour, attempting to demonstrate some tact.

I talked to Andrea this morning. Heather won the gold medal for the half hour `Criterian Race,' the silver medal for the 40 mile bike race, and the bronze medal for overall biking. Heather, it is pretty impressive how there can be good things come from me not having enough money to buy you a car (or even to pay for tuition for the last year of your college). Heather, I'm proud of how you have taken obstacles and turned them into something you obviously enjoy, and which is good for you.

In sacrament meeting most of the priesthood in the ward sang the intermediate song. After sacrament meeting the Relief Society had three chocolate chip cookies for each priesthood holder for Father's Day. With little tact, I asked Sister Salt if she remembered how she felt when the ward handed out roses to the Mom's on Mother's Day. She said, `I must not have been here.' I remember years of being there and the tact, or lack there of, associated with these events.

There were a lot of conversations and thoughts this week concerning tact. The sad part is I can't remember them. I asked Rachel, and she couldn't remember either. Maybe we are both getting Alzheimer's? Oh well! I said with tact."

I'm interested in sharing weekly a "thoughtlet" (little statements of big thoughts which mean a lot to me) with you because I know how important the written word can be. I am concerned about how easy it is to drift and forget our roots and our potential among all of distractions of daily life. To download any of these thoughtlets go to http://www.walden3d.com/thoughtlets or e-mail me at rnelson@walden3d.com.

With all my love,
Dad
(H. Roice Nelson, Jr.)

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Copyright © 2004 H. Roice Nelson, Jr.