Sunday, March 29, 2009

29 March 2009

On Thursday, D's honor band performed. He was first chair for the flute and had a solo. The concert was very enjoyable.


On Friday, S's school put on Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. S had the part of Violet Beauregarde, and chewed the gum to perfection. The play was entertaining.


On Saturday we took P's parents to the Titan Missile Museum. It has an interesting museum and the tour was insightful. D, my son, was in the chair and turned the key to simulate the launch.
http://www.clui.org/clui_4_1/lotl/lotlf95/titan.html has more information on it.


We then went to the Asarco Mine tour. It was quite interesting too.
http://www.asarco.com/AMDC/mine_tours.html.


We then went to K and A's home for a visit, then went to their son T's new home.


Today, I noticed an article from the Salt Lake Tribune which gave a balanced view of LDS temple ordinances: http://www.sltrib.com/faith/ci_11942258.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

3/22/2009 Entry

We've been finishing up the home improvement items around the house. It's been a real busy time, but it's getting done. The carpet and wallpaper went in our master bedroom last week, and we moved back in yesterday.


We released our product to manufacturing on Friday. It's been two years of tremendous work. I've written the most complex code of my career during these last two years. It's been really challenging, but very fulfilling.


Our bishopric was released today. I really enjoyed our time together, and I wasn't ready to be released. As I was thinking about my calling, I remembered the temple recommend interviews, the dance card interviews, Mutual, being in the temple with the youth, extending callings and releases to people, and all the other things which are such positive memories. And I was privy to so much good being done in the ward. Quite often people world share the challenges they faced, and it was a testimony to me how these people kept being faithful even when there were great challenges.


For those looking for short video segments about the basic beliefs of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, as well as inspiring stories and messages of hope: http://www.youtube.com/MormonMessages.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

The Gulag Archipelago

I've read The Gulag Archipelago, volumes 1 and 2, by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn. These books mainly talk about the plight of political prisoners. I knew that there were people unjustly imprisoned in Soviet camps during Stalin's reign, but I had no idea of the magnitude of the evilness, that sixty million perished in the camps, which started immediately after the revolution with Lenin, not with Stalin as is generally believed. Much is said about The Holocaust, but little is said about other slaughters in the 20th century which were as bad or worse than that one.


Not unexpectedly, the communist concept of a classless society never came to be, that even in the prison camps there were those who had many privileges (didn't have to do general work, got plenty of food, could steal from, assault, and murder the other prisoners, etc.--these were never political prisoners; they were the hardened criminals of society), those who had some privileges (usually those with needed skills or were cooperative), and those who had no privileges. Of course, the amount of food allocated was too little for all the prisoners, so when the privileged got their fill, the others had less food. And the amount of work expected of the prisoners was based on the total number of prisoners, so it's the unprivileged prisoners got to do the extra work.


We've all heard that criticism of the government would put you into prison, but I never imagined how criticism was defined: “The line to buy bread is too long”--that's criticism. Suppose you're in the army during World War 2, and you're being attacked by the Germans. You say, “They have lots of firepower.” That's praising a foreign government. Both of these comments will get you ten years.


What about all the Russian prisoners of war? When they were returned after World War 2, they became prisoners because: a) they certainly had picked up non-Communist ideas while in captivity, and b) If they'd done their job, they would have won the battle and not been prisoners of war. Equally, Russian citizens who ended up in occupied areas who were later returned to Russian control became prisoners. Also the ex-patriots who were forced back into Russia met the same fate.


There were informers everywhere—they were forced to inform to prevent being sent to prison themselves. They needed to provide names so they wouldn't be sent to prison for not supporting the government—they provided names. And there were quotas to meet, and if you didn't meet your quota you'd end up in prison. To meet the quotas, sometimes you just had to round up some number of people and send them to prison. And, no, there were no mistakes—if you were captured, you were guilty and became a political prisoner.


Another source of names was the friends, family, and associates of those captured. If a person was guilty of treason, he had obviously affected those close to him. A third source were names forced from people during torture. The answer, “I don't know of any who oppose the government” didn't work.” The most prevalent tortures were sleep-deprivation, being starved, and being put into freezing cold cells day after day. Other tortures were employed, but these previous ones required the minimal amount of effort, and almost always worked with patience. After a week or two of sleep deprivation, most people will sign anything, agree to anything, or betray anybody to be allowed to sleep.


Everything was based on distrust and lying, and to survive one had to live while someone else died. Thus those who were free and had power at one time, at any time, could be betrayed and go to prison themselves. Solzhenitsyn lived because he was a prisoner for many of the years with partial privileges. Writing his experiences and exposing the great evil was a partial atonement for his surviving. Five out of six prisoners with no privileges died of overwork, starvation, disease or being outright murdered.


There were two reasons that the thieves, i.e. hard core criminals, dominated the prisons and camps: 1) By definition the political prisoners were the enemy of the people, and the guards treated them as such; 2) the political prisoners had been interrogated, tortured, and starved for six months to a year—even though the 80-90% of the prisoners were political prisoners and many came from the army, they had been physically, mentally, and spiritually broken during that first year, and were in no condition to oppose the thieves.


Solzhenitsyn examines why very few of these prisoners committed suicide, and he concludes that deep down these people knew that they had done nothing wrong and their innocence sustained their will to live.


Part of sustaining themselves involved sharing their life stories with other prisoners. They were constantly being moved, and prisoners remembered others' stories and shared them. When a certain person was not heard of again, they knew that he had died.


He also examines why the Russia did not prosper financially even when it had millions and millions of prisoners working for almost nothing—effectively, the camps were rife with corruption and greed and theft, and those in power put the prisoners to work waiting on them, building them furniture, stealing all they could from the government and selling those items for money and privileges, and falsifying their output to look like they were meeting the work quotas. It was ironic that someone who became a political prisoner for stealing a pound of grain from a collective farm to keep his children from starving, would get ten years in a prison camp, and be involved in stealing thousands of dollars of goods from the government to stay alive. Thus one political prisoner, a nun, could so effectively rebuke her captors, “Why are you putting all religious people into the camps? We religious people are honest—we will not steal from the government. You have nothing to fear from us.” But this was about power, absolute power over everyone, and the pursuit of absolute power over others corrupts everyone absolutely because tyrants are cowardly, weak, and paranoid. Thus, Hitler, as he was losing the war, kept filling the trains with people to be sent to the death camps, rather than using those trains to support the war effort. In Hitler's mind, the destruction of the weak was what dominated his thoughts.


There was a chapter about the children in the prison camps. At one point in the twenties almost half of the prisoners were children. The little ditty that our children sing about burning down the school got Russian children ten years in the prison camp. The government was actually kinder, in theory, to children than to most prisoners—they got more food and better food, and clothing and bedding. They also got to go to school for four hours a day and be instructed in the doctrine of Marx. That was the plan, but what actually happened was that any of the extra items that weren't stolen by the jailers, were sold by the children themselves for cigarettes, alcohol, and privileges. Since enemies to the state couldn't be allowed to corrupt children, many of the people available to teach Marx to the children were the hardened criminals, who taught them to be hardened criminals. The children became the most incorrigible, the most violent, the most unrestrained of those in the camp. Because they had no parents to teach them, to restrain them, to care for them, they had no moral compass. The political prisoners suffered much at the hands of the children. When the children were released, they joined the hardened criminals who preyed on society. So much for converting them to be loyal followers of Marx.


There was also a chapter about women in camp. It doesn't take much imagination to figure out how they survived. But he did mention one thing that helped some of the general prisoners survive—as women sewed for a man and cooked him potatoes, they both were empowered to survive. For the general prisoners, anything more than a little sewing and cooking would land them in the punishment cells, which almost always were death cells. If you didn't die in them, you were so weakened from the experience, that death often soon ensued.


Solzhenitsyn infers that the Marxist dream was only an illusion. It was never about equality, never about justice, never about the people; it was about a certain group of people gaining control of a country and glutting themselves on the efforts of the others and ensuring that they weren't overthrown.


When the Soviet empire failed during the 90s, one thing that surprised me was the amount of organized crime in those countries. This also became evident when we went into Iraq, that organized crime was alive and well in those countries.


But there were some who survived the camps, who did not survive by abusing those weaker than them—for example, stealing their food and clothing. There were some who refused to abuse others or to inform on them, or take any leadership role in any manner because to do so would be to become murderers. Most of these died with their honor intact, but there were survivors. For some inexplicable reason, they survived on insufficient rations and were empowered by the work itself, and losing themselves in the work, there was enabling power given them to survive. They didn't die of overwork, cold, and starvation; they didn't die of scurvy and tuberculosis; for some reason they didn't perish in the punishment cells when millions of others did.


Solzhenitsyn talks about the effect of a paranoid government on people. Because people could never share any real feelings with anyone and never knew when they might be betrayed, they couldn't forge meaningful relationships in their lives. The people lived in fear.

Big Love

HBO has a program called Big Love, which is about a fictitious polygamous family living in Salt Lake. The show producers have asserted that this is a fictional show which isn't about the LDS Church, it's people, or its beliefs, but the close parallels and subjects treated in the episodes lead many to disbelieve that assertion. The topic of an upcoming episode led the Church to make a press release: http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/commentary/the-publicity-dilemma. An interesting follow up article from the Salt Lake Tribune, after it published an article that many found offensive is: http://www.sltrib.com/News/ci_11909561?source=most .


I remember reading an article a few months ago by a press commentator who asserted that that LDS people are still considered by many as second-class citizens, and as such they aren't afforded the protections that other groups have attained.

3/14/2009 Journal Entry

In January, P and I moved into the large bedroom at the back of the house, and GM started working on our home. I had tried to get our contractor who installed the kitchen cabinet soffet to stabilize it as it was sagging on one side, but he wanted to charge me again for it. G stabilized it, and also fixed the laundry room and pantry doors which were neither installed correctly. My assertion to the contractor that I had already paid him to do that work didn't matter. G says that he does lots of working fixing work done by contractors.


Then G installed a new shower in the bathroom off the master bedroom, replaced several doors, put overhead lights, a chair rail, and prepared the walls for wall paper in the master bedroom, prepared the walls in the master bathroom and the guest bathroom to be painted, and painted the master bathroom. We also bought new windows for the front room, a new sliding glass door for the master bedroom, and installed new flooring in both of those bathrooms. So we think we've done our part to help with the economic downturn.


The fan in the guest bathroom was very weak, and I installed a new one. It took a couple of days to do everything—it involved modifying the existing vent to the roof, electrical work, and sheet rock work. G did the taping and texturing. After those two days of vacation and taking a Friday for stake temple day, I finished my 2008 vacation.


Getting new wallpaper was an experience. We chose a related suite of papers, but found that the border we wanted wasn't available, so then we had G install a chair rail. Then the factory indicated that one of the other roll types wasn't available. We then found some other wallpaper that would work, but then a week later the factory indicated that they only had two rolls left of one type, so we were back to the drawing board again. We found another type that would work, but when the order came in, they had the number of rolls of each type backwards, so we've got to re-order again. Evidently wall paper is out of vogue now, and most wall paper manufacturers are now in Canada.


The economic downturn is affecting IBM, and we have had layoffs and cost-cutting measures. But I did get my performance bonus, and it was very nice. I had been prepared for a “because of economic conditions we can't give performance bonuses this year” message. Other companies are discontinuing their 401K match program, but ours is still intact. I moved 1/5 of my portfolio to a stable money market fund, and I've modified my contributions so that they're also going to that same fund, thinking that once the market hits bottom, I can move the funds back into more volatile funds. But we never know what the bottom is, but I believe that we're not there yet.


Congress is working on huge packages to assist the economy. Obama is trying to make this a multi-party effort, but the Republicans are just digging in their heels. It appears a gambit—if the package works, the Republicans will be largely irrelevant; if it doesn't work, the Republicans can say, “It was the wrong thing to do, and we knew it, etc.”


I've had some health issues this year so far. I threw out my lower back twice and they're running some tests on my gall bladder. Old age is definitely setting in.


For Rodeo Day, we were going to Phoenix to see The King and I, the zoo, and to tour the ASU campus where S will be attending this fall. At the last minute, I needed to work in order to get our product out the door before the end of first quarter. It's good that they think I'm so indispensable.


I read The Bean Trees by Barbara Kingsolver. It was interesting in that the author had lived in Tucson for many years and had much of the story occurring here. As she described the city, the customs, the weather patterns, it was very familiar. It talks about compassionately about illegal aliens, the evils of abuse, the marginalization of women, the worth of friends, and other social issues.