Archive for December, 2009

Goddess of the Market

Posted in Books, Lifestyle on December 10, 2009 by SweetEnlow

The secret of life: you must be nothing but will.  Know what you want and do it.  Know what you are doing and why are you are doing it, every minute of every day

- Ayn Rand

Ayn Rand is, like her or not, one of most devoured readers and contemplated thinkers of the 20th century.  Last year alone, her two most famous novels, The Fountainhead and Atlas Shrugged, sold for 800,000 copies.  There has been a lot of hate recently on Rand for her philosophy, objectivism, and her ideas of the state, capitalism, and the intermingling of the two – some fair and some unfair I feel.

Rand is intriguing.  So, with the onset of the financial crisis, caused by the greedy capitalist (which I don’t necessarily agree with), and nature of Rand, two very well-done Rand biographies have recently been released – one by Anne Heller and the other by Jennifer Burns.  I just completed Burns Goddess of the Market: Ayn Rand and the American Right and I wanted to take a post and describe briefly some of the powerful ideas I took away from her book and Rand’s life.

http://www.amazon.com/Goddess-Market-Rand-American-Right/dp/0195324870/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1260396547&sr=1-2

If you are completely new to Rand, you have to understand that she HATED the state.  After reading her story, it’s easy to see why.  Her own father had his highly successful business taken from him by the Bolsheviks not once, but twice – in the glory and benefit of the state and communism.  This forced Rand (who at the time was still named Alisa Rosenbaum) from a life of comfort into a life of living like shit - literally.  After realizing she wasn’t going to survive, both intellectually and likely physically, Rand and her parents decided to help her escape to America where she was to spend the rest of her life. 

After a brief stint in Hollywood writing screenplays, and a marriage to her lifelong husband, Frank Connors, Rand ended up moving to her permanent residence in New York City.  I already knew that Rand considered NYC the greatest city in the world, but Burns provided a great insight into why Rand was able to flourish in NYC.  I failed to realize how pro-communist the left was in America pre-WWII, particularly on the East Coast.  While Rand was horrified by this, it did allow her to polarize herself within the intellectual community and it gave her inspiration into I think her greatest work, The Fountainhead. 

Next, Rand was a huge opponent of Religion.  Her reasons are highly persuasive, but considering I am already a non-believer, I didn’t need to read much.  However, what Burns forces you to realize is the origins of the American Christian surge over the last 60 years.  What I failed to connect was that, following WWII, America and USSR became enemies.  America was capitalist and the Soviet Union was communist.  Thus, in the continuation of the polarization of the Soviet Union, America slowly began combining capitalism and christianity (which is completely contradictory by the way) against communism and atheism.  Highly interesting I thought because it explains where the religious fervor in America came from – or at least part of it.

This book was as much Rand’s following as it was about her life.  Her following was extremely strange.  It was entirely a cult culminated by her long-standing affair with Nathaniel Branden, 25 years her junior.  Nevertheless, Rand’s view did touch many of the great economic thinkers of the 20th century: Milton Friedman, Murray Rothbard, F.A. Hayek, and Alan Greenspan to name a few.  Pretty impressive figures to have influenced considering Rand had zero educational background in economics.

Much of the book sheds light on the more negative side of Rand.  In addition to her strange affair, Rand was a meth-head for much of her life (although one can see why considering it boosted her productivity and caused there to be mental clarity).  Also, aside from a few people, Rand had a major falling-out with almost every one of her close colleagues.  The reason being was that she just “thought to much.”  “Thinking” about relationships is no way to live.  Often times she would blow up on a friend or student because they challenged some of Rand’s minutiae - fairly absurd.  Lastly, Rand simply got it wrong when she thought that everything can be controlled by reason and logic, including human emotion.  With the rise of Evolutionary Psychology, one can simply say that that is simply not true.

But what is important about Rand is that she makes one think.  She challenges ones assumptions and will undoubtedly shed new light on one’s life.  I remember the first time I read Rand’s The Fountainhead.  It was like a religious experience – it was so powerful and, in a sense, pure.

Whatever your views are, if you have not read any of Rand’s literature, read it.  When you do, I doubt you will be the same once you are finished.

 

 

 

Three Musik Recs

Posted in Musik on December 8, 2009 by SweetEnlow

I would like to bring to your attention three new songs currently in circulation.  You may have heard of all three, or none at all, but regardless, I feel they are worth mentioning.

Lady Antebellum’s “Baby, its cold outside.”

Though not on their self-titled album, Lady Antebellum’s country take on “Baby, its cold outside” is a great song.  Both my parents, especially my mom, have quite a bit of twang to their voice, so the twang of both singers reminds me of family and home.  Lady Antebellum is literally tearing it up on the music circuit currently and this but one of their many great songs.  Their album is great and right in-line with the surging country-pop genre.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wLbf5_KXnO8

The Man Who Can’t be Moved by The Script

I first heard this song on the latest Victoria Secret Fashion Show and, after some research, came about discovering it.  It has a great sound, so much so that I predict it will soon be (if it isn’t already) played in every sorority house and car in the country.  Check it out.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gS9o1FAszdk

Bedrock by Young Money

The 2nd song released by Young Money, after arguably the greatest song ever “Every Girl,” “Bed Rock” has a very simple, great beat with classic Wayne-style lyrics.  It is pretty popular already, but if you haven’t heard it, I would advise to do so.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rS7dF4j-NTQ

SuperFreakonomics and What the Dog Saw

Posted in Books on December 6, 2009 by SweetEnlow

A little over a month ago, I finished both Steven Levitt’s “SuperFreakonomics” and Malcolm Gladwell’s ”What the Dog Saw.”  Superfreakonomics was Levitt’s sequel to his ridiculously popular “Freakonomics” while “What the Dog Saw” is simply Gladwell’s collection of writing at the New Yorker.

Both books are very good.  I usually try and steer myself away from ultra-trendy writers, but both these guys are trendy for a reason: their material is really good.  I recently read the haters on Gladwell even stating that his writing will capture you. 

I did not want to make a post reviewing these books because they are likely thousands of blogs that have done so already.  However, being that it is Christmas season, I wanted to point these books out as potential christmas presents.  There is no connecting theme in both books, so periodic readers can enjoy them, and they cover a very, very broad range of topics – birth control, altruism (or lack thereof), hedge-fund trading, indicators of success etc – meaning they can appeal to just about anyone.  Girls, Guys, Young, Old, everybody can take away something from each book.  Books are great presents because you can change peoples lives with the ideas within the pages… and they are cheap (if you are about that – Frank Dale). 

I recommend both to anyone… and I know what’s good.

Facebook and your relationship

Posted in Lifestyle on December 4, 2009 by SweetEnlow

Here is the deal – If you are serious about your partner – I mean real serious, your Facebook’s relationship status will express such.

Deep down, all of us know this is true.  If one broadcast through Facebook – to the entire world – that they are, in fact, ”in a relationship with jane/john doe,” they are professing that they are proud, satisfied, and entirely happy to be in that relationship.  If one of those three characteristics is lacking, then their status will reflect such.  My own roommate had to breakup with his “younger” girlfriend because he wasn’t proud that he was dating a high school girl.  I too know this from experience.  In the decline of my first relationship, my Ex initially faux-ended our relationship with the classic “we need a break” declaration.  Immediately, as in the next day, the status of her Facebook went from “In a relationship” to nothing. Ouch 

In addition, in today’s modern culture, everyone knows how big of a pain in the ass it is or would be when someone’s relationship on Facebook ends.  Billions of people are going to inquire into the situation – especially if either is inordinately good-looking – usually forcing the person(s) to respond.  This includes the people who want to be your friend in real life, but who you simply humour with the distant Facebook connection.  Additionally, sometimes a relationship ending can be embarrassing and/or sad.  People know they can mitigate this by not having the relationship status up in the first place.  Confidence in the relationship not ending anytime soon seems to be another factor contributing to the broadcast – like a “married” status.

I have already had many arguments with many people who proclaim that it (status) does not matter for this and that reason – most are valid I guess.  A classic argument they make is that a “real relationship” doesn’t need something petty like the juvenile status confirmation of Facebook.  I agree…to a point, but then I ask those people “If you relationship is such, why not present it to the world?  Where is your disconnect?  Shouldn’t you want people to know?”  The answer they have given never resonates with clarity or reason. 

When people are serious about another, they will want to broadcast it through whatever medium they can…at least they won’t avoid it.

I am anxiously waiting for the likely shitstorm to ensue on this one…

The Political Uniform

Posted in Lifestyle, Style on December 2, 2009 by SweetEnlow

On my way back from Iceland the other day, I purchased a British GQ.  I am avid reader of the American version, but I have to say, the Brits version is great.  Some articles are hard to relate to because they cover UK politicians and the like.  They speak of restaurants and shops in London that someone not living there can not relate to.  Nevertheless, their articles are incredible.  Much more conservative than Jim Nelson’s  American version.  It is entirely refreshing to have a magazine covering style (among other things) having a conservative edge. 

As I was reading through the magazine (having some terrible anxiety from the turbulent flight), I came across this article entitled “The Strange Death of Political Style.”  The article basically chronicles the now constant lack of style that politicians possess – all they do, especially in America, is adorn a blue suit, red or blue tie, and an American flag lapel pin.  President Obama, in his speech last, not surprisingly wore this exact suit.  I have been commenting on this lack of diversity to some of my closer friends for a few months now and was going to blog on it personally, but the British author, Kevin Braddock, does it better.

Braddock points out that every politician now wears the “boring blue suit” – single-breasted, two-button, and double vented.  He states that one could turn BBC on at any time and witness this trend.  An American can look at just about any important political event over the last ten years to see the exact same thing.  In fact, the media, rather absurdly, pointed out once when President Obama, while having the traditional attire on, did not have his American Flag pin on somehow making him less American. 

Obama mixes it up a little, but not really

 

Braddock writes, “All forms of dress are political, in that they make statements about what the wearer wants to show, tell and hide.  Clothes are a means to an end, and so too is the blue suit, but you dont have to be a fashionista or political commentator to deduce that it’s the means to the most boring, banal, end imaginable, namely: say little, mean nothing and never be misinterpreted.  Inoffensively slick, anaemically smart and tediously correct, the blue suit bespeaks that meekest of political aspirations: just be acceptable.”

I love this statement because it brings to the forefront the power, and the necessity, of dressing well.  Like Braddock says, your clothes should an expression of who you are trying to be.  Unfortunatrly, current politicians tend just to be people who are trying to be re-elected and/or accepted.

Additionally, no politician ever even slightly mixes it up with the subtleties that could so easily correct their boring appearance.  JFK would sport a Repp Tie, Wayfarers, and a simple pocket square – literally, all you need.  Today, it’s a white shirt (traditional collar with barrel cuffs) with a dark red or blue tie.  Sometimes in the UK, a purple tie is worn (subtlety noting the power of the position – a holdover from the Roman Senate im sure). 

Braddock continues the article delving into some deeper parts of British politics, but I want to close my post with his poignant point.

“If you take a cynical attitude towards politicians and suspect they’re defined by careerism, homogeneity, and blandness rather than stuff such as personality, thrust, character or the ‘Vision thing,’ and if you consider that modern politics is sometimes little more than an attritional, WWI-style scrap over the same six inches of marginal territory in the centre of the voter spectrum, then few signifiers better symbolise the anaemia of the modern professional politician than that of his new, blue political suit, which would definitely be greige if it wasnt already navy.”

There is something to be said for a politician who challenges the status quo and disregards conformity-in-order-to-be re-elected as his top priority.  Dressing appropriately, or the lack of, is but one example of modern politicians missing this appropriate mindset.

 

My dawg, but not in his wardrobe

the “Khasawneh”

Posted in Style on December 1, 2009 by SweetEnlow

I stumbled upon the amazing-ness that is the “Khasawneh” haircut a little over a year ago. 

Because of constrictions of the lifestyle, myself and the founder of this haircut have to have our hair within certain regulations at all times.  In my boyz personal attempt to place himself into those regulations one night, he botched his own hair.  After another Tedac fixed it, the final product came bout…

not the best of my boy, but its the only jpeg I could find

Essentially, the sides are shaved with a number 1 guard and the top is relatively left alone… as long as it’s under 3 inches.  Because of the constrictions, we have to have a solid fade on the sides as well.  This is entirely different from those hipster punks in NYC who are now sporting “Fashion Hawks” with no fade and likely some obscure vintage TEE.

personal side shot

You need to have black hair, or close to black, to pull this one off because without the contrast between hair and skin it really does not get at the true “Khasawneh.”  On blondes it just lust looks relatively normal 

It is a great way to peacock, especially when you mix it with preppy clothes

You can bet your ass I will have one for Xmas Break/Vegas

a better picture of my boy with the "Khasawneh" - frontal view

 

Iceland

Posted in Travel on December 1, 2009 by SweetEnlow

My apologizes on the lack of updating the blog for I spent the last week in Iceland on vacation.  It was a phenomenal vacation and I wanted to share some of the experience with you.  This is rather long, but hopefully I can keep you engaged………….

People have been asking, even native Icelanders, why I was traveling to this remote island in the arctic circle.  I still haven’t been able to figure it out exactly.  All I know is that the people and the place for some reason caught my interest some time back and I always wanted to go… so I did.

I traveled with a very close friend of mine, Abdullah, who is Jordanian.  What I didn’t know was that his Uncle married an Icelandic woman and has lived in Iceland with his family for something like 20 years.  These people made my trip.

I could not have scripted these people better if I had wanted to.  Though his uncle was not there, his Aunt is arguably the greatest host I have ever been around.  She was aggressive in her desire to show us the intricacies of Iceland, but completely understood that after a night of Icelandic partying (more on this), we needed some sleep.  Nevertheless, she took us out, had us over, showed us around… the works.  I wish I would have manned up more though and sacrificed sleep for sites, but live and learn I guess.

My boy has three cousins, 1 guy and 2 girls.  The guy cousin was out-of-town, but the two girls were there.  They were so dope it is almost hard to describe.  Both were beautiful and very sweet – my kryptonite.   They were also both smart and great conversationalist, even though english was the second language - rare combinations fo sho.  It was very stimulating and fun for me to be able to speak to these people about America, listen to their views, and explain some of the finer points of the States.  This family made my trip exponentially better and allowed me to experience “real Iceland.”  Having that kind of hook-up in a foreign country is extremely rare, but incredibly satisfying.

If you have any interest in the global economy, then Iceland I know has been on your radar.  Majoring in Economics has caused me to have studied Iceland quite-a-bit, but like most things, it is always more powerful when you experience it first hands.  To make a long story short, Iceland’s Krona was highly overvalued relative to the dollar in 2007.  Nevertheless, shortly after America starting blowing in ’08, speculators starting dumping the Krona on the international market causing the value to fall.  The Icelandic Banks did not have enough reserves to buy the Krona, so the Krona’s value fell… and fell… and fell. 

From what I gathered from my Icelandic family, the biggest issue that has affected the Icelandic person has been the inflationary effects on peoples savings – standard really when rapid inflation happens.  But I stated that I thought that average life (market life I guess you could say) seems active and they explained that, for the most part, it was.  However (and this was the most interesting), I saw many high-end Mercedes and even Range Rovers with Taxi Cab lights.  Apparently these faux-high-rollers got hit hard when, as the Icelanders say, “Game Over” happened.  They explained that, in a city (Reykjavik) of roughly 150,000 people, including infant and elder, Iceland imported 25,000 brand new Range Rovers in 2007 (I think).  Pretty incredible.  In downtown Reykjavik, there stood this massive building that seemed as if construction was taking place on the site.  It is to be Europe’s biggest Opera House.  However, after Iceland blew up, work has not taken place since.  Here are a few pictures.  They told me its the bad symbol of Iceland’s economic downturn.

Benz Cab

 

Opera House

 To concentrate on some more cheerful things concerning Iceland, I wanted to bring to your attention their partying.  Good Lord.  These people put any one of my crazy experiences to shame on a weekend basis.  I say this because they only really party on Friday and Saturday (sometimes Thursday) while drinking virtually nothing during the week.  But on Friday and Saturday, the scene is nuts.  Dinners run till midnight and partying doesnt really start until 2 or 2:30.  Everyone shows up already buzzed because liquor is expensive.  Icelanders goal is, and I was told this a couple of different times, is to get completely smashed by the end of the night – no buzz, no “kind-of drunk” – completely blitzed.  It made for some interesting events as I am sure you can imagine.  One really strange aspect of their nightlife was the amount of pushing that took place within the bar/club – yes, actual pushing.  Americans politely (most of the time) bump with their shoulders to maneuver a packed bar.  Icelanders literally put their hands on and push you.  The first time it happened to me I almost went ballistic, but they explained that that is how its done and its nothing hostile.  It was hard to get used to nonetheless.  Random Factoid – The partying is dope there that it has caused Quentin Tarantino and Eli Roth to spend the last couple New Years in Iceland.

The people of Iceland were awesome.  I am not a world traveler, but any time I meet Europeans that can speak English fluently, the conversation seems to be soooo much better.  They seem to engage you, stimulate your mind, and leave you wanting more.  Has anyone else noticed this?  I know Baby feels the same.  Iceland was no different.  My boyz Aunt at dinner, a middle-aged grandmother who had her entire family at the table, went from intelligently explaining her issues with American Foreign Policy to discussing a time when she attempted to take her husband to a gentleman’s club, but refused to go in when they were going to charge her double and not even charge her husband!  She had a few choice words with the stripper and rolled out.  This was all without skipping a beat.  This type of conversation DOES NOT HAPPEN IN AMERICA.  At least not from my experience.  I am young man and I still find myself pussyfooting around in conversations with adults, even ones that I am close to.

To close, the women of Iceland…  Beautiful

… and wild

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