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My 2004 'Balance Sheet'
January 9, 2004 (not too late to feel the need to apologize)
But, I had LASIK eye surgery in August so I can now see all that with near 20-20 vision. Here's what the rest of my year-end balance sheet looks like. DEPOSITS Effective January 1, 2004, I began my term as full-time Executive Director for the 'new' entity resulting from the merger of the International Society for General Semantics with the Institute of General Semantics. Much of the year was spent dealing with the financial, administrative, organizational and logistical implications of the merger and the transitions of work from California and New York to Texas.
Some of the fruits of our office labors for the year:
I'm in an apartment because last May, I had to move out of the house I had rented since January 2002. My understanding landlord decided to retire and move into the house she had originally built to retire in in 2001. "The Plan" was that the renovated Institute building would include a "loft apartment" (i.e., minimally-configured flexible use space) which I would rent, and since that was supposed to be completed last summer, I put my stuff in storage and thought I could make do for a few weeks in a temporary "rent-by-the-week" motel. After a month of that and realizing the "loft apartment" was months, not weeks, away, I rented an apartment in downtown Fort Worth last July. That lease is up in 10 days and I'll be moving to a different apartment down the street for the next six months. Depending on when we obtain the blessing of a Building Permit from the city, perhaps I'll be able to finally move into the "loft apartment" in the summer. WITHDRAWALS
Now a senior Communications Major who will graduate in May, she turned 21 last June. I bought her first (legal) drink. Her college life is centered around her activities in her "social club," T.I.P. (they don't have "fraternities" and "sororities" at McMurry). Last spring she was elected Historian of T.I.P., which includes serving as their webmistress - check out her work. She was chosen "Sweetheart" for Ko Sari (rhymes with "so sorry"), one of the men's social clubs at McMurry. (Man, it was hard to say men's instead of boys'.) She was elected President of the Inter-Club Council at McMurry which oversees the activities of all of the campus social clubs. In this capacity she's organized, developed, planned, taken charge of, etc., a lot of great things. She was crowned "Senior Class Favorite" during Homecoming activities in the fall. She has a great boyfriend named Aaron, of whom her mother and I approve. Generally. ![]() In addition to arranging my visit to Hendrix College, my niece Jessica has made a name for herself at Hendrix and is preparing for her own great adventure — studying abroad for the next six months in Chile (the country in South America, not the b-b-b-baby back ribs place). She's taken an interest in general semantics, especially as it compares to certain aspects of Buddhism. My youngest niece, Britni, graduated high school and elected to carry on a family legacy at Eastern New Mexico University in Portales, New Mexico, following in the footsteps of her great-grandmother, grandmother and grandfather, 3 great uncles and 2 great aunts.
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I took a week off for what was supposed to be a 'vacation' in Las Vegas in August. I got friendly, but not lucky, with a roulette dealer at the Mandalay Bay casino. I witnessed a very interesting and expensive lesson in elementary logic-reasoning-probability while playing at her table. Since my focus was split between the bets on the table and flirting with the dealer, I didn't notice that a crowd had gathered around the table, two and three people deep. Their gazes were all fixed on the light board that displayed the results of the past 20 spins at that table. I looked at the board and saw what they saw — the past six spins had come up BLACK. Several people reached over my shoulder to place bets on RED, including one guy who plunked down a stack of $20 bills. The ball spun and spun and then landed on ... BLACK. The guy lost $760, just like that. The 8th spin resulted in the same thing, BLACK, and the guy lost another $500. The 9th and 10th spins fell on BLACK, whereupon the guy walked away from the table muttering in disbelief, over $2,000 lighter. The ball didn't land on RED until the 12th spin, then it started another run of BLACK. Over a stretch of 28 spins, the roulette ball landed on BLACK 25 times. I was amazed that so many people did not understand the fact that each new spin of the roulette wheel was completely independent of and unaffected by past results. Each new spin was equally likely to result in RED or BLACK (or, of course, 0 or 00 for those who know their way around a roulette table). The guy who dropped his $2,000 only stopped at the table because he could see the history of the previous spins on the electronic board that the casino had conveniently placed for passersby to see. Looking at the evidence of BLACK coming up six times in a row, visually it didn't make sense ... it was time for RED! The casino provided the means for the guy to fool himself into thinking the odds on the next spin were in his favor because he saw the results of the past spins. The guy was responding not to the action on the table, or to the 'regular' odds, but to the lights that conveyed to him a different set of odds that would favor a RED bet. Judging by his behaviors before, during, and after his bets, it was clear to me that had he not been aware of the streak, he wouldn't have bet as he did. So in a sense, I'd say that for those few minutes at the roulette table, the guy was 'ruled' by the lights and symbols on the display board, put there for that express purpose by the casino. As Alfred Korzybski said, "Those who rule the symbols, rule us." Sometimes our symbols, and our symbol rulers, are not immediately obvious to us. And yes, my trip to Las Vegas was most definitely a withdrawal. I spent last spring in a short relationship, which was also a nice thing. Then I bought a car. The year ended on an upbeat when I learned I had been selected as one of thirteen "Community Columnists" by the Fort Worth Star-Telegram for 2005. This means that I'll have four columns in the Op-Ed section next year on the last Saturdays in February, May, August and November. Over the next twelve months I can look forward to:
Steve
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