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These and Many Other Things

Sat, 30 Aug 2025, 01:54 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

There is too much good in America. If I were Vladimir Putin, I would undo it all. For example, I would

  • cancel US wind power projects
  • sabotage the American EV industry
  • gut US expansion of solar power
  • expand Clean Air Act exemptions for coal-fired power plants
  • roll back rules governing clean water and climate change
  • roll back EPA toxic chemical regulations
  • gut the protection of endangered species habitats
  • export US government data about citizens onto insecure computers
  • punish any civil servants who fail to praise me with great praise
  • cease protecting people with vaccination programs
  • destroy NASA Earth-monitoring satellites
  • torpedo ACA health insurance subsidies, cut Medicaid and whittle away at Medicare
  • pardon violent thugs
  • force all agency heads to bend the knee
  • force all elite law firms to bend the knee
  • force all elite universities to bend the knee
  • force all corporate CEOs to bend the knee
  • deploy hooded ICE brigades to kidnap brown-skinned people and dump them in Gulags
  • send in shock troops to punish troublesome mayors and governors
  • create federal ownership of public corporations
  • emulate autocrats like of Erdoğan in Türkiye, Orbán in Hungary, Bolsonaro in Brazil and me
  • invite me to meet with the American president with no-one in the room 
  • invite me to come to Alaska and speak first to the press in Russian before the president has arrived at the podium

Yes, if I were Vladimir Putin, I would do these and all the things. To make Russia America great.

Perhaps you know someone who would help me?

First American Edition

Sat, 23 Aug 2025, 07:13 AM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

1. Are Those Your Books?

As the room was emptying, a student walked up. There had been many questions that first day of class, questions about rates of change and concavity, about what the diagram really meant. I figured she was following up.

“Mr. Hasan,” she said, “are those your books?”

I put down the whiteboard marker.

“Those books on the shelf?” I asked, looking to the back corner of the room where an Aztec calendar, multicolored posters, and a big Canadian flag (Elbows up!) hang from the wall — the “culture corner” of an otherwise relatively bland math classroom. She nodded.

“They are. Why?”

“Even that Silmarillion?”

We walked to the corner where a dozen books sit on a bookshelf that the previous teacher left behind. I took The Silmarillion off the shelf and shared how I had rescued it from a library discard pile at the school where I used to teach.

“Is it a First American Edition?” she asked.

“Let’s look.” I said.

We flipped the book open and looked: First American Edition

Her eyes widened.

2. I Have Something For You

At home that evening, I checked the bookshelf in the living room that holds all my Tolkien books. Those three shelves are barely enough for them all — the product of years of scouring used bookstores and joyful trips to Ontario where the production values of Harper-Collins editions of Tolkien books put American versions to shame (Elbows up!).

I looked closely at the second shelf. In 1977, a girlfriend had given me a hardback copy of The Silmarillion. It had just been published, and she knew I was a fan. But I had a vague memory of having parted with that well-worn copy, being enamored of my annotated Harper-Collins edition. I was curious if I had indeed ditched the older edition.

As I ran my figure slowly across the titles, I found it. It was sans dust jacket, but it was indeed the one she had given me, including the note she wrote on the inside. And on the copyright page it also said, First American Edition.

So at the end of the second day of that Precalculus class, as the room was emptying, I walked up to that student.

“I have something for you,” I said. She cocked her head in mild confusion.

I took her to the culture corner in the back of the room and pulled that copy of The Silmarillion off the shelf.

“I found my other copy of this. I don’t need this one.” I held the book out to her. “You may have it.”

Her eyes went wide.

“You mean it’s mine to keep?” she asked, holding it to her chest.

“Yes. It’s yours to keep,” I said.  

Chairs and Lakes in Michigan

Tue, 5 Aug 2025, 06:08 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

At a “random public boat ramp” on Lake Huron, Gregg and Kelley say that they found this view to the east.

It was a sunny day. The sky and lake were blue. They had the place to themselves until some fishermen showed up. And then there was this.

an empty light blue chair along the shore with a light blue sky above the light blue water

What is it with chairs and lakes in Michigan? On a Silent Sunday not so long ago, there was THIS.

The chairs are telling us something. But what?

Only the Lonely

Tue, 5 Aug 2025, 02:09 AM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

Ada

Years ago I dove into the programming language Ada. The NASA lab was funding me was deep into it, but they were far away, and no one here was interested. Here, it was either FORTRAN, or it was C. But I had drunk the Kool-Aide. Ada was difficult to learn in isolation but not impossible. And it enabled amazing things — things that gave me big ideas. Still, there was no one to talk to about it.

My son periodically jokes about how his mom told him years later that I would come home late at night and go on interminably about Ada. She was a captive audience, and I was desperate to share my excitement. But as I went on, her eyes would droop, and her head would begin to bob.

“Ada…,” so their joke goes. “Zzzz.”

LaTeX

Over the last severn years of teaching Algebra 2, I’ve assembled a year’s worth of guided notes in a format that… in a nice format. 

I’d love to talk to you about my rationale for the visual appearance of the notes. And I’d love to talk to you about the LaTeX-based system I’ve built (See it here, if you dare.) There is much to say about the system, from the gorgeous math, to its ability to generate a “blank” student version of the notes and a “filled in” teacher version with answers and commentary in red. 

Wait. Don’t leave yet.

The system enables the generation a full year’s worth of notes (either the student or the teacher version) as a single PDF in book form, including a hyperlinked table of contents that will take you directly to (say) Lesson 4.3. 

No, wait. I haven’t finished.

The VS Code/LaTeX build automation allows a single set of LaTeX source files to generate either version without any duplication — a capability based on Unix symbolic links. The unit tests. The GitHub integration. I’d love to talk about it.

I see that I’ve lost you. 

“LaTex-based algebra guided notes…,” so it goes, “Zzzz.”

Dum-dum-dum-dumdy-doo-wah

Courage or Fear

Mon, 4 Aug 2025, 07:31 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

Illinois governor J.B. Pritzker to his guests from Texas:

…how do I make sure that we’re standing on the right side of history? There’s a simple answer. The wrong side of history will always tell you to be afraid. The right side of history will always expect you to be courageous. Expect courage from people around you, and it will show up. Expect fear, and fear will rule the day. Let the courage of these leaders be an example to the rest of the country. I’m proud to stand side by side with our friends from Texas today. [emph. added]

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Silent Sunday

Sun, 20 Jul 2025, 04:55 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

an old red metal chair stowed against a ceramic flue tile on the top of the hill amidst pines and maples and oaks with the lake and a sunny day in the distance

#silentsunday

Home

Sun, 20 Jul 2025, 02:51 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

So our summer vacation was at an end. We had been on the road a month, had slept three nights in a real bed, roasted in the sun, shivered in the cold, survived gray and wind and rain, managed to avoid biting fly season in the Upper Peninsula, slapped many mosquitos and tweezed a few ticks, visited friends, visited family, eaten well, slept hard.

Now it was time to leave that cottage on that hill on that lake and go home.

looking back toward the cottage with our Outback with trailer in tow headed down the driveway on our trip home

It was a five day trip home with one-night-stops at campgrounds in Indiana, Illinois, Arkansas, and Texas. The “camping” was of the no-nonsense arrive-eat-sleep-eat-depart variety.

At the end of day five with 30 minutes to go, Izzy suddenly knew where she was. She watched our progress intently and sniffed incessantly anticipating her home.

Izzy at attention on my lap once she smells 'home'

And so now, 1455 miles after leaving Michigan, we are at home back in Texas.

On Half Mile Lake

Sun, 20 Jul 2025, 02:09 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

Morning and evening light on Half Mile Lake:

a view of the still waters and dabbled morning light at Half Mile Lake a view of the still waters and pink-orange neon sunset on Half Mile Lake

We left this behind a month after we’d left Austin. Tell me again, why did we do that?

Huckeberries

Sat, 19 Jul 2025, 06:46 AM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

Huckleberries have grown on this hill for a long time. Warmed by the sun. Tended and picked and eaten by generations.

a photo of ripe huckleberries that were growing on the hill by the lake when I was at the cottage this summer

They await the arrival of the next.

Four of a Kind

Fri, 18 Jul 2025, 08:00 PM (-06:00) Creative Commons License

Found hanging in a cottage closet:

a photo of four wisk brooms

I made my choice. Which one would you choose?

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