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In my dawn-patrol ritual on the back porch, the meditative moment, the contemplative pre-electronic communing with the planet in its optimistic turn toward our star, I often find myself flooded with yearning, with need, with want, with -- dare I say the word -- desire. So it was this morning as I surveyed my estate. I really, really, really wanted to cut back the crape myrtle.

[Regulars here, on seeing the word "yearning," instantly thought: he's going to make a joke about wanting a new lawn mower. But I'm not so predictable!!]

Being a man, particularly one past that conquer-the-world phase, is extraordinarily easy. We prune back our ambitions until they are mere goals, and then trim them some more until we have just a severe little topiary shrub shaped strikingly like the Lombardi Trophy. We learn to putter, and dither. We eyeball our stocks and gradually shift the money to bonds. We fall asleep in front of the TV. We're livin' the dream.

But women! Gosh, it seems so exhausting, just watching from a distance (not so far a distance in my heavily distaff household). So many women take on what are essentially two full-time jobs (professional and domestic), just for starters. They have standards of decency and cleanliness and comportment, which is a huge timesuck. They also have all those feelings, which looks to me as hard as running an orphanage.

First Newsweek had that ridiculous cover "In Search of Aliens" a few months back, a wild exaggeration of a story about the Kepler mission to find Earthlike worlds. Then Newsweek had a cover asking if your baby is racist. Now we have the Sarah Palin cover, using a sexy photo taken for Runner's World. Jon Meacham defends the decision:

"We chose the most interesting image available to us to illustrate the theme of the cover, which is what we always try to do," Meacham said. "We apply the same test to photographs of any public figure, male or female: does the image convey what we are saying? That is a gender-neutral standard."

Ain't nothin' gender-neutral about Sarah Palin. Her sex appeal is part of the package. But that's all the more reason to be sensitive to the perils of over-leveraging that aspect of her celebrity. Newsweek over-leveraged. In a single editorial decision, Newsweek has called attention to its own editorial judgment rather than to the Bizarro-World rise of Palin as an allegedly credible leader of the world's most powerful nation. That's got to get a flag and 15 yards and perhaps, pending a review by the league, at least a one-game suspension.

No fine will be imposed because, hey, it's a newsweekly, and we have a mercy rule around here.

Next offense to adjudicate: The Steve Pinker review of Malcolm Gladwell's new book. The review ran in the New York Times Sunday Book Review. Pinker is a brilliant guy, but he also gets a flag and 15 for unsportsmanlike conduct.

He was assigned to review Gladwell's book of essays, "What the Dog Saw," but it's obvious that the moment he picked up the book he was gunning for the curly-headed didact. Pinker describes his rising gorge while reading Gladwell's "Outliers" on the Kindle. He's already hatin' on Gladwell before he's read the first sentence of the new book.

Pinker argues that Gladwell can't be trusted with complex issues involving statistics and psychology, and that he makes some very basic errors in his reporting.

An eclectic essayist is necessarily a dilettante, which is not in itself a bad thing. But Gladwell frequently holds forth about statistics and psychology, and his lack of technical grounding in these subjects can be jarring. He provides misleading definitions of "homology," "sagittal plane" and "power law" and quotes an expert speaking about an "igon value" (that's eigenvalue, a basic concept in linear algebra). In the spirit of Gladwell, who likes to give portentous names to his aperçus, I will call this the Igon Value Problem: when a writer's education on a topic consists in interviewing an expert, he is apt to offer generalizations that are banal, obtuse or flat wrong.

Of course the lack of academic expertise will be jarring to an academic. But Gladwell writes for a popular audience. He's not writing for Pinker. Nor should he. He writes for the rest of us, who will cut him a little slack if he doesn't precisely nail the definition of homology and sagittal plane.

No one mistakes Gladwell for a scientist. He is a science writer and explainer, and he does it better than just about anyone else in the game right now.

It's fair to question (as Pinker does) whether Gladwell's conclusions are correct. That's a good topic for a book review. Does the totality of Gladwell's argument hold up? You can prove anything with cherry-picked anecdotes. But Gladwell's fundamental credibility is solid. Everyone who puts pen to paper (that's still done, right?) makes a mistake here and there, particularly when the material is abstruse (gawd I love that word). Fact-checking at The New Yorker, where these essays appeared, is the gold standard in the business.

It's unfair to compare Gladwell to academics, because the appropriate comparison is with other science writers. Pinker admits that Gladwell can tell a story and has a winning way with his prose; most academics lack that talent. If you're going to have an informed society you need storytellers (Gladwell, McPhee, Ferris, Preston, etc.) who can dive into complex, academic, scientific and technological subjects and translate information into language ordinary people of all ages and backgrounds can understand. And so Malcolm Gladwell is a national treasure, even if some experts don't think he has much...you know...igon value.

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The Pinker-Gladwell steel cage death match is getting interesting. Please read Gladwell in his blog firing back at Pinker for intellectual impurities such as research-by-Google. Gladwell makes no excuses for igon value but takes umbrage at the suggestion that he's wrong when he writes that draft position is na unreliable predictor of subsequent quarterback performance. I hope this spat goes on for a while (why do I feel like I'm watching two guys whip out their slide rules to see whose is longer?).

See also this interesting comment in the Language Log blog:

'Not to defend Gladwell, but Pinker's book The Blank Slate was guilty of the same kind of dilettantism that he dings Gladwell for, including a telltale typo: he quoted Virginia Woolf as saying, "In or about December 1910, human nature changed," when she actually wrote, "On or about December 1910 human character changed. "The Igon Value Problem," indeed. (Pinker's mistake was particularly galling because he was superfluously quoting Woolf just to disagree with her, which I think should not be done.)'

So Pinker's not perfect! That means we should trust nothing he writes, ever! Clearly a charlatan! (By the way, in college I interviewed a football player after a game, and jotted in my notes, "We showed a lot of char. out there today." Typed up the story. It ran in the school paper as "We showed a lot of charisma out there today." The football player wanted to stomp me.)

Some interesting comments in the boodle today. A sample:

Pragmatix: Re Pinker's review of Gladwell, I have to disagree with Achenbach. In my opinion (and I'm no professional scientist or statistician), almost every piece by Gladwell I've ever read is biased toward proclaiming a "fresh, counterintuitive"

The recent Nor'easter pounded the tar out of the Delmarva peninsula. See these pictures of Chincoteague. I'm worried about my campground at the north end of Assateague and wondering how the ponies rode out the storm. Storms regularly breach the berm (I guess you'd call it a dune except it's industrially created) that runs down the island, and the campground gets flooded, but this was no ordinary storm, lasting as it did for four days. Clearly -- obviously -- irrefutably -- I need to head to the beach today to check out the damage and blog about it, which really should only take five or six days of reporting. Also I should see how the Outer Banks handled it. And Bermuda. And the Amalfi Coast.

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Weingarten was just as mean as I was in that pundit contest that dot.com is running. Gene hates the tendency to be inoffensive and earnest. It's true, earnestness is deadly in an opinionator, almost as bad as its evil cousin, sanctimony. But maybe there's a generational element at work. Younger folks nurture ideals that have not yet been blasted and eroded and sandpapered away to the point where nothing is left but the iron core.

The comment threads are brutal. Like: "Even when they talk about privilege (like Courtney Martin's post on class privilege, or Jeremy Haber's post on being a lukewarm accepter of gay rights) they do so with acknowledged but ultimately unfettered privilege oozing out of their words."

Give these contestants some combat pay!

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Sure, Wilbon's right, it goes in the books as a terrible call by Belichick to go for it on 4th and 2 from his own 28 while holding a 6-point lead against the Colts. But if he'd made it, we'd all be calling him a genius again. Does anyone think Manning couldn't have marched 70 yards instead of 28 yards with more than 2 minutes to play? Either way, same outcome.

[more to come]

Increasingly I want to take a sledgehammer to my laptop. It's following me, nagging me, pestering me, forcing me to pay attention to it when I really ought to be doing something healthier, like texting.

I know my laptop better than I know my own children. Yesterday I was down by the river in the morning, the four-day storm had broken, the air was sparkling, and I found myself alone in what could plausibly pass for wilderness but for the rusty camp grill and the old fire ring and the two picnic tables -- and the laptop. The aircard works out there. Communed with nature, fired off some emails.

Who among us has not sniffed around a woodsy park in search of an outlet?

You know you have it bad when you check for a socket in the port-a-john.

The other problem with the laptop is that it is a transfer medium for stupid punditry and irritating blog-squawking. I mean, I really don't want to read about Sarah Palin's book. She is destined to turn into Lou Dobbs, who is destined to turn into Sarah Palin. There is nothing there that interests me. Nor do I want to read any more about how Obama hates America. This meme is a staple of conservative blogitry. The president, we're told, has "antipathy" toward America. He's on an endless apology tour. His wife thinks America is "mean," and so on.

Obama is, indeed, trying to change and improve the relationship between the U.S. and other countries, and one of his tactics is to acknowledge that America has had dark chapters and hasn't been perfect in upholding its ideals. But to my ear his speeches still are resoundingly pro-American. Judge for yourself by reading the the transcript of his town hall meeting today with students in Shanghai:

China is an ancient nation, with a deeply rooted culture. The United States, by comparison, is a young nation, whose culture is determined by the many different immigrants who have come to our shores, and by the founding documents that guide our democracy.

Those documents put forward a simple vision of human affairs, and they enshrine several core principles -- that all men and women are created equal, and possess certain fundamental rights; that government should reflect the will of the people and respond to their wishes; that commerce should be open, information freely accessible; and that laws, and not simply men, should guarantee the administration of justice.

Of course, the story of our nation is not without its difficult chapters. In many ways -- over many years -- we have struggled to advance the promise of these principles to all of our people, and to forge a more perfect union. We fought a very painful civil war, and freed a portion of our population from slavery. It took time for women to be extended the right to vote, workers to win the right to organize, and for immigrants from different corners of the globe to be fully embraced. Even after they were freed, African Americans persevered through conditions that were separate and not equal, before winning full and equal rights.

None of this was easy. But we made progress because of our belief in those core principles, which have served as our compass through the darkest of storms. That is why Lincoln could stand up in the midst of civil war and declare it a struggle to see whether any nation, conceived in liberty, and "dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal" could long endure. That is why Dr. Martin Luther King could stand on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial and ask that our nation live out the true meaning of its creed. That's why immigrants from China to Kenya could find a home on our shores; why opportunity is available to all who would work for it; and why someone like me, who less than 50 years ago would have had trouble voting in some parts of America, is now able to serve as its President.

And that is why America will always speak out for these core principles around the world. We do not seek to impose any system of government on any other nation, but we also don't believe that the principles that we stand for are unique to our nation. These freedoms of expression and worship -- of access to information and political participation -- we believe are universal rights. They should be available to all people, including ethnic and religious minorities -- whether they are in the United States, China, or any nation. Indeed, it is that respect for universal rights that guides America's openness to other countries; our respect for different cultures; our commitment to international law; and our faith in the future.

I still feel bad that I said mean things about those pundit contestants simply because some of their stuff was so dreadful. The truth, of course, is that I'm jealous, because they're young and have a future and can become America's Next Great Pundit, and I'm destined to cover night cops in Gaithersburg. Resentment is becoming my foundational emotion. As I get older I become more and more aware of having grown up on a dirt road, a loose end in a broken family. Maybe it's because my own kids buy name-brand everything and seem to think they are to the manor born. (Or is it manner. Surely it's manor. At least it used to be manor back in my day.)

My grouchiness extends to water discoveries in the solar system. I want the liquid. I don't care so much about ice and vapor. When scientists say the moon is wet, I say sure, but it's a dry wet.

In any case, here's my story on the moonwater discovery:

Water on the moon, once a wild conjecture, appears to be solidifying into a scientific fact. Jubilant NASA scientists announced Friday that they have found the telltale signature of significant quantities of water, in the form of ice and vapor, in a shadowed crater at the moon's south pole.

The discovery came from the Lunar Crater Observation and Sensing Satellite, or LCROSS, which early on the morning of Oct. 9 abjured the tradition of looking at the moon in favor of crashing into it. A spent rocket body went first, trailed by a spacecraft bristling with instruments. The rocket blasted out a hole 60 to 100 feet across. The spacecraft, four minutes in the rear, scrutinized the plume of ejected lunar material and beamed data back to Earth before it, too, crashed.

Having pored over the data, members of the NASA team concluded that they had found unmistakable signs of water -- 220 pounds of it, the equivalent of about 26 gallons had it been in liquid form.

"Can you believe it? Isn't this cool?" said Peter Schultz, a Brown University planetary scientist and team member.

This does not mean there is a lake on the moon, or a frozen pond waiting for the first astronaut with skates. It is not clear how much water is present, nor to what extent it is ice or vapor, nor how it mixes with other material in the lunar regolith. Scientists don't know if the water is as abundant at other locations on the moon. But they were surprised by how much they found. They were prepared to find only about 1 percent of what turned up.

For NASA, the pole turned out to be a water jackpot.

"It's pretty much been a 'Holy cow!' moment every single day since impact," said NASA scientist Anthony Colaprete, the leader of the LCROSS team.

A dozen astronauts walked on the moon between 1969 and 1972, but the moon as an object was overshadowed by the technology of the missions and the heroics of the astronauts. When Buzz Aldrin stepped on the moon, he looked around and uttered the words "magnificent desolation," and that was the moon's reputation thereafter. Although there were hints of water in moon rocks brought back to earth, scientists viewed that as contamination.

The Apollo missions targeted the moon's equatorial regions. No astronauts have explored the poles, where portions of craters are in permanent shadow and temperatures drop to 220 degrees below zero Celsius.

Here's the essay I typed up yesterday on Obama as commander in chief. It's just a quick take on the man and the moment, with an assist from some military historians. [Update: I am going to steer clear of the comments on the story, but Doug Feaver has done a great job sifting through them for his dot.comments blog.]

My story:

War and tragedy are putting President Obama through the most wrenching period of his young administration. Visibly thinner, admittedly skipping meals, he is learning every day the challenges of a wartime presidency. Health-care reform, climate-change legislation, the broken economy -- all are cerebral exercises compared with the grim responsibility of being the commander in chief.

Two weeks ago, Obama flew to Dover Air Force Base in Delaware for a surprise middle-of-the-night salute to the fallen as their bodies were unloaded from a military transport plane. He met with grieving families.

Then, last week, a gunman went on a rampage at Fort Hood, and Obama made his first trip as president to visit wounded troops at Walter Reed Army Medical Center. Tuesday he flew to Texas to speak at the memorial service. More families. More hurt soldiers. More grief.

Wednesday the president laid a wreath at the Tomb of the Unknowns and walked the grounds at Arlington National Cemetery, talking to families who were there to visit loved ones who died in Iraq and Afghanistan.

"There are many honors and responsibilities that come with this job. But none is more profound than serving as commander in chief," Obama said in a speech in the cemetery's auditorium. He then mentioned the title of commander in chief a second time, and a third ("As long as I am commander in chief . . .").

Then he returned to the White House, to the Situation Room, for another Afghanistan war council, another session to contemplate sending more young men and women to war.

Click here to keep reading.

Got immersed in a day story and haven't had a chance to see the bloggy-punditry today in the Next Great Pundit contest. But I did read all the stuff yesterday and wrote up a critique, after which I felt horrible, just reeking of meanness, or, if that's not a word, meanitude. Here it is (click to see the version with all the links):

Kevin Huffman is funny, quirky and has mastered the vernacular style that is crucial to blogging. I liked his earlier columns, too. He needs to be careful not to pound the snark key too much, but it works in the Agassi item, with the nice "Let's cane him!" pivot. Bonus points for the graphic.

Huffman has lots of potential as a blogger because readers will find it easy to wade into his stream of consciousness. Question is, will readers want to stay there?

Here's a basic rule of life, and of blogging: No one cares what you think. Having a blog does not, at the moment, distinguish you from any of the other 6 billion people who have blogs. So you have to earn people's attention. In Huffman's case, I'm not sure I care what hotel he's staying in -- at least not yet. The meta seems a bit protracted at the start of the sniper item:

I'm up and blogging live..."

"I am here on a work trip for my day job, and yet I feel like I'm getting a glimpse..."

"I'm thinking of this as a space not just for the off-the-wall, but also for issues that make me question my own beliefs..."

"I woke up feeling a little more pensive than usual. .."

"I've been thinking a lot about this over the last day..."

I like the way Huffman links to the New Yorker piece and connects it to the Muhammad execution. That's a great topic for a blog post. The personal reflection about Riker's Island doesn't really go anywhere. The death penalty is such a thorny and difficult issue that this item comes off as a bit off-hand and thin.

Courtney Martin had an energetic but uneven day. Kind of hard to get beyond the grammatical train wreck at the start of her third item: "Many a microfinance evangelist was stopped in their tracks last month..." But it's a solid, thoughtful item with a clear point of view, on a topic I didn't know much about.

The Fort Hood item, likewise, has the redeeming feature of bringing to the table some new information about military counseling. But -- and I hate myself for being such a meanie -- the delivery is bland, with a real dud of an ending ("programs...developed and implemented...much more needs to be done").

Also, Martin has declared that the Fort Hood case is a glimpse of the underappreciated phenomenon of "secondary trauma." Really? The secondary trauma explanation for Hasan's actions seems at best premature. The latest news accounts suggest that Hasan had ideological and religious objections to U.S. policy. He wasn't just rattled. Martin's formulation casts Hasan as a victim. Is there no way to note, even in passing, that this guy allegedly murdered 13 people?

Jeremy Haber's "On the Trail" items bored me to within an eye-blink of a coma, but I am determined to sound a positive chord. OK, here's one: He did real reporting! There was actual research! That could catch on in Blogworld, just as a novelty. Seriously, major plaudits for doing some legwork. I feel awful that I couldn't care less.
Maame Gyamfi has a lovely writing voice, and I enjoyed reading her end-of-the-day valediction. Problem is, it doesn't really say much. Her analysis of the health-care bill is meatier, but it includes sentences so wordy they would be difficult to speak aloud, such as, "The inclusion of the Stupak amendment converts the health-care reform discussion from a progressive dialogue on lowering costs and covering the uninsured to a regressive diatribe on impinging on women's reproductive rights." (Memo to self: "Inclusion" never a good blog word. Or "impinging.")

Zeba Khan tells me something I didn't know about social innovators, but the delivery is a bit wooden. She filed late in the day, and a relatively short item, which to me shows admirable capacity for silence. That's always my advice to a blogger: Keep it to yourself.

All told: A somewhat mediocre performance so far, with the hard research never quite pairing up with the best writing.

To judge from Dana Priest's amazing story this morning, Fort Hood suspect Nidal Hasan telegraphed his actions. He took a medical seminar and turned it into a political rant. He did everything but put on scary background music -- shrieking violins, etc. It's as though he was daring his colleagues to drop a dime on him. [For younger readers: There used to be these things called "pay phones." You put a coin in a slot and were allowed to make a call. Long ago, a call cost a dime. This was when woolly mammoths roamed the Earth.]

We all have moments when we have to decide whether to intervene in what seems to be a weird or dicey or peculiar situation. The street-corner argument between two strangers that's getting louder and louder -- is that about to get out of control? The friend who's depressed -- will he snap out of it on his own? Sure, we tell ourselves that we're our brother's keeper, but we also don't want to be nosy. And we're all busy. And we're all lazy sometimes. And we always assume someone else is going to handle it. We tell ourselves that surely that's not our responsibility, really, if you think about it -- right? Except if things go horribly wrong. Then you wish you had done more. Why didn't you drop that dime?

The Hasan case is complicated by first amendment issues. At a fundraiser the other night, a homeland security person told me that the government can't investigate people simply because of what they say. Actions are one things, words are another. As we learn more about this disturbing and tragic case, maybe it will become clear that no one actually dropped the ball, no could have done more. The contrary seems more likely at the moment.

[Update: Here's a passage from Obama's advance text at Fort Hood -- a speech that I found very effective on my laptop:

"It may be hard to comprehend the twisted logic that led to this tragedy. But this much we do know - no faith justifies these murderous and craven acts; no just and loving God looks upon them with favor. And for what he has done, we know that the killer will be met with justice - in this world, and the next."]

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Okay, so I was Iowa-football bashing last week, but the WSJ this morning says the Hawkeyes have much to be proud of:

While Iowa is roughly four hours from several Midwestern cities, it faces stiff challenges from competitors like Notre Dame, Nebraska, Wisconsin, Illinois, Michigan and Ohio State. As a result, Iowa's recruiting rankings aren't usually the stuff of champions. After putting together the nation's 11th-best recruiting class in 2005, the Hawkeyes have ranked 40th, 28th, 53rd and 63rd, according to Rivals.com, a Web site that tracks recruiting. "Of course they have trouble recruiting," says former Iowa president Mary Sue Coleman, now the president at Michigan. "They're in the middle of Iowa."

[Didn't I say, just last week, that someone should kick the computer that put Iowa at No. 1 in the nation? Yeah, they were number 1 until they ran into that perennial powerhouse Northwestern! Now we just need to do something about TCU -- whoever and whatever that is -- and the two computers that think Cincinnati is better than Alabama.]

Note this line in the official Michael Steele, RNC reaction to the passage of health care bill in the House (after some world-class grandstanding and obstreperousness by our esteemed leaders): "Today with help from their liberal House allies, President Obama and Nancy Pelosi finally got what they have been creating behind closed doors these past months - a government-run health care experiment that will increase families' health care costs, increase the deficit, increase taxes on small businesses and the middle class, and cut Medicare." Never mind the throwaway "liberal" slur or the silly "behind closed doors" confabulation: The last two words of the sentence would seem to contradict at least partially what has preceded them. Medicare is "government-run health care." If Medicare is cut, that would necessarily diminish the fiscal problems caused by the "experiment." Regardless of whether someone supports or opposes the bill, it is the height of disingenuousness to slam government health care while being reverential about Medicare. The fiscal dilemma of the moment is largely built around the rapid rise in Medicare costs. Social Security is a rounding error compared to Medicare.

Fred Hiatt blames Obama for not wanting to inflict any pain on the middle class to pay for expanded health care, but members of Congress in both parties are similarly pain-averse. But at some point the bill will come due and I don't think my kids should have to pay for programs that we weren't willing to pay for ourselves. (Although come to think of it, the youngest one does owe me some money.)

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Check out Paul Krugman this morning on the difference between governing and rabble-rousing:

"Real power in the party rests, instead, with the likes of Rush Limbaugh, Glenn Beck and Sarah Palin (who at this point is more a media figure than a conventional politician). Because these people aren't interested in actually governing, they feed the base's frenzy instead of trying to curb or channel it. So all the old restraints are gone."

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The New Yorker tries to explain why Americans are constantly killing each other.

The Hasan story is still very murky: I'm struck by how little we know so far about what he may have been thinking and why he would have done what he is accused of. The demands of instant analysis are not always met by the supply of facts. The published facts are sketchy and contradictory (he seemed like a nice guy; no, wait, he seemed angry and weird). The discussion of possible motives has touched on two basic theories, what you might call psychological vs. ideological. Or maybe crazy vs. fanatical. See The Post story today,or Tom Gjelten's NPR report last night. Maybe this will all clear up. In the meantime, a couple of thoughts, in the category of just thinking out loud on a Saturday morning: