Tuesday, June 18, 2013

A Quick Stop in Canada's Motor City

Approaching the Ambassador Bridge

Humphrey travelled to Windsor recently to attend a conference on argumentation. Make no mistake: he is  no fan of  "adversarial" styles of argumentation, since he really likes harmony. Rather he advocates something more along the lines of Foss & Griffin's invitational rhetoric.

The conference was a great time for him...
He liked that a golf cart transported the more senior academics who couldn't walk long distances around campus!

The Windsor people were so urban, throwing down gang signs while looking at the scholarly book displays.
His Windsor garden was lovely, and he was glad to be there when the lilacs were in bloom.
As good a time as it was, he was happy to return to East Willowdale! More on his post-move adventures to come very, very soon.




Saturday, June 8, 2013

Humphrey plays with his pal at the spa


Humphrey's been awfully busy - more posts to come soon! In the mean time, he wanted to share this little video of a "spa day" that included playing with his pal, Jello.



Monday, May 6, 2013

Winner! Gagnon!

Humphrey feels terrible about his lack of posts lately and promises more to come since he's been documenting his latest adventures.
Today, he got some wonderful news! He is the grand prize winner of the Snapfish Winter Colors Photo Contest! Here's his winning entry, which his friends will recognize:

He'll be receiving a much-needed new computer from HP, which should be added encouragement to keep up with his blogging.
This small triumph reminded him of Mark Kingwell's recent work on luck (not merit) - here's a great video of Kingwell discussing the politics of luck on TVO's The Agenda. Humphrey is an exceptionally lucky dog in so many ways - he has a knack for finding cash on the street, one of his best tricks! At this point, his running total of cash equivalent scores pay for all his vet bills to date!

Monday, March 4, 2013

Buying and selling

Humphrey did a cursory search to see what those in the ivory tower have to say about consumerism perpetuated in real estate transactions. He figured since "ivory towers" must be pricey properties, they ought to be experts. So far, nothing came up.

Here's a completely unfunctional living/dining space.

He recently experienced a little something called "staging," which is quite literally performance (in the scholarly use of this big word!). The idea is that the space for sale masquerades as something it's not so that the buyer's eye (and perhaps ego) is led to believe a space is something that it normally isn't. It involved a lot of furniture-moving. But it often involves major purchaes (or sometimes rentals), just for show.

Detail of purchased flowers

Paintings, mongolian fur pillows and tulips are not normally part of this room.
Sometimes, it even involves electrical upgrades - including this space that replace all toggle light switches with sleeker "decorator" switches purely for aesthetics (the others were actually more functional!). Not only was this (useless) consumerism, but also possible environmental concerns if the old toggle switches are not freecycled (they were). Then there's the ethical matter of "advice" to install things that are against code. All for the sake of selling, when there is a high probability the seller will just rip things up and send them to the dump!
Kitchen, sans range hood which is against code!
Humphrey's favorite appliances - laundry!!!


What an odd home office, with no actual place to work. And where's all the technology in this home???

Humph's "machine for thinking"

And voila, the virtual tour is over. Humphrey must scurry and replace all the accoutrements of "real life" (toys, computers, paper, pens, etc.) that are frowned upon in the world of real estate showings.

Friday, February 22, 2013

Spring, where are you?

It's awfully snowy - and this Humphrey's balcony view at twilight:
 
View from the balcony
Kids are loving tobogganing down the hill by the pool.
Hard to believe this is what it looks like a few months later when the Russian Olive is in bloom.
Humph loves when the service berry trees are in bloom! Means he can pick them to eat soon!

Dusk from the balcony is lovely, even when there are no leaves on the trees.

But the best time of all is when it's warm enough for picnic just below Humphrey's balcony. Yum!!

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Happy 2013!

2012 was a year filled with great adventures and lots of good times with human and dog friends. He also misses a few very special friends who are no longer with us as of this year, especially his Auntie Betty.
Humphrey celebrated with his best pal Tigger and some "tiger tail" from BR, which seems eerily realistic!
 
Humphrey wishes the world a wonderful 2013 - hopefully it will be 365 days of wiggles for everyone!


Friday, December 28, 2012

On the Creative Class, Or, The Study of Hipsters

It's a hipster reference to James Joyce and Humph's namesake. Google it!

It had been a long time since Humphrey had seen his hipster West highland terrier friend, Sir Percival Puddles.

“Sir Percival Puddles?” Humphrey exclaimed, seeing him in the organic grocery store.

“It’s Dr. Sir Percival Puddles!” the dog exclaimed with delight. “How are you Humphrey?”

“Congratulations on the doctorate, Perce! What are you doing with your days now?”

“I now study the ‘creative class,’ quite fascinating really!”

“The what?”

“The ‘creative class’ as coined by Richard Florida – or some call it ‘creative industries’ – it’s a big deal these days, dontcha know! Like, policy to cultivate creative workers, how location can impede or cultivate creativity in economies, intellectual property, that kind of shizzle. My ‘thing’ is mapping that estimates the ‘significance’ of the creative industries to the modern economy in order to re-orient economic policy in accordance with that significance. My work totally extends beyond just the manifest production of cultural goods and employment of creative people. It has a more general role in driving and facilitating the process of change across the entire economy. It’s awesome.”

“Wow, those are a lot of air quotes you just used, man,” Humphrey replied. “Basically isn’t your work just, like, the academic study of hipsters?”

“Yes it is. But it’s more than that. It’s like, how can we create spatial communities for creativity, and how can we create and sustain ways for the creative people to do cooler and cooler work. ”

“Do you just hang around Parkdale and Ossington or something?” Humphrey asked, quite sure that Percival himself was a hipster, studying his own kind.

“Exactly, Humph!” Dr. Puddles said, nodding with exuberance. “That’s just where Toronto’s creative class flourishes! And they are leading edge, these artist-entrepreneurs. That is our future, their future!”

“But it’s really just the government saying, ‘hey, let’s promote these entrepreneurs, so people can be unemployed and not complain about it!’?”

 “They’re entrepreneurs, ergo they’re not unemployed, though. So, um, no.”

 “But they are unemployed, in the sense that they can’t rely on social safety nets like Employment Insurance or employer-sponsored retirement and healthcare programs.”

“Well, that’s what some of the policy can look at – like, their own collectives for those things. But who cares. They are the future.”

“Perce, are you sure you’re not falling into the trap of ‘irrational exuberance’?”

At that moment, Dr. Sir Percival Puddles wandered off, as dogs often do, nose wiggling following the scent of artisanal bacon coming from the store’s deli counter. Humphrey didn’t mind – he sniffed some heirloom cabbage, their vibrant greens and purples delighting his eyes as he thought about roasting some for supper.

The creative class, he thought. This reminded Humph of something. Aristotle elaborated three basic human activities, each corresponding to a type of knowledge. There is theōria (contemplation, what Humphrey was doing at that very moment) which corresponds to episteme (knowledge, know-what), whose end goal is truth. Then there’s poïesis (making) which corresponds to technē (method involved in producing an object, know-how), whose end goal is production. This seems to be what the creative class is concerned with. Finally, there’s praxis (doing) which corresponds to phronēsis (practical wisdom), whose end goal is action. Aristotle implied in Ethics that poïesis and praxis always precede any mode of theōria in that dealing with everyday needs and responsibilities comes before the non-productive activity of seeing and knowing.

So, human activity is making, doing, and thinking. But this new-found emphasis on the creative class is about the importance of making over thinking and doing. So, you do need people to do a bit of each for a society to function: but is all this excitement about “creative industries” a problem?
 
For example, philosopher Hannah Arendt called praxis the highest and most important level of the active life, arguing that philosophers need to engage in everyday political action by way of praxis, which she saw as the true realization of human freedom. Paulo Freire took the position that praxis as a central defining feature of human life and a necessary condition of freedom. So does all this attention to poïesis endanger the kind of action that is necessary for freedom?

Humph, of course, acknowledges that his questions imply a dichotomy – and that the three activities are not always separate. But, when he sees the kind of “irrational exuberance” that Dr. Sir Percival Puddles displays, it gives him pause about the nature of “creative industries,” the push for certain types of policies, and how all this will affect the public good.


He knows he's got a lot more thinking to do on this matter!