“North Dakotans are no stranger either to the ideal of neighbors helping neighbors. Through the weekend and early parts of this week, thousands of people—including high school and college students, National Guardsmen, women, and our own Congressman Earl Pomeroy, among many others—have stood shoulder-to-shoulder, filling sandbags to protect Fargo and other cities from the dangers of rising waters. Others have come together to offer shelter to those forced to leave their homes.
As of late last night, Fargo residents and out-of-town volunteers had filled over 1 million sandbags—over 1 million sandbags—and they aren’t stopping. I salute the work of these Americans coming together in common purpose in this time of need. While there is and will be a significant federal role assisting those impacted, the work of the community is the first line of defense.”
All over the country, programs are being cut, buildings are being abandoned. To save money, people need to make hard choices, and some of them will be wrong.
What you don’t often hear are the ways that regular people are creating new things to save the old ones, one YouTube video at a time. Over the past month, my friend Suzy has harangued her friends, pestered her neighbors, enlisted her children, spoken at rallies, organized petitions, and driven bureaucrats to the brink of despair to hold onto her neighborhood nature center in Arlington, VA. The people in this little community now know each other a little better, and the kids now understand the civilized tedium of a county board public meeting.
We’ll find out what happens in the next week or so, but I think it’s safe to say that Suzy and her neighbors will come out of this more resilient than they were before. Go Suzy Go!
I didn’t know a simulated explosion could include a 20 to 30-foot “fireball” that lasts for 2 minutes. I thought that would fall into the category of an actual explosion.
Well, we’ll find out Wednesday morning apparently, as DC continues its inexorable march to TV fame and flame-out. The following alert is being sent around to various DC-area residents and buildings:
For the filming of a TV pilot, there will be a simulated explosion
on Wednesday, March 25, 2009, between 9:30 a.m. and noon near
Key Bridge in the District. The explosion will produce a 20 to 30’
fireball that will last for approximately two minutes.
The explosion will take place on the Potomac River just north of
the Key Bridge and Jack’s Boathouse (K/Water Street, NW under the
Whitehurst Freeway). In the scene to be filmed, there will be six (6)
sculling boats on the Potomac River and one of them blows up. CBS
Paramount television is filming a pilot titled “Washington Field.”
This is a new television series about the elite Washington field
office of the FBI and a team of agents with exceptional and diverse
skills who are called together for only the most critical cases.
The Department of Homeland Security and D.C. Police and Fire
departments have been notified, along with the Washington Airports
Authority. The Virginia State Patrol and Arlington Police Department
will also be contacted.
On Thursday, the FDNY unveiled the nation’s first and only high-rise fire simulator. And in a city chock-full of high-rises, this is a great and much-needed improvement to the FDNY’s training programs. The simulator, funded almost exclusively by actor Dennis Leary’s foundation (The Leary Firefighters Foundation), was a long time coming. The four-story, 4,000 square-foot-space simulates the conditions of the particularly brutal high-rise fire. According to The Leary Firefighters Foundation, the simulator is an essential tool for the FDNY:
“High-rise, multiple dwelling fires are among the most complex and dangerous incidents for firefighters. These buildings hold in heat and fire gasses that can quickly spread, creating punishing conditions for fire personnel. The High-Rise Simulator will recreate the dangerous environment in which split-second, life or death decisions by firefighters are made…The practical skills learned through exercise in the Simulator will build the firefighter’s knowledge and confidence and serve as an important tool in addressing the safety of both civilians and rescue personnel.”
Nice piece by Michael Wilson in the NY Times about Chad Lindsey, the latest (and possibly most self-aware) subway hero. He was waiting for a train when he saw an older man fall into the tracks. Lindsey, an actor from Harbor Springs, Mich., threw down his bag and jumped onto the tracks after him. As he struggled to get the man—now unconscious—back up to the platform, he saw lights approaching in the tunnel. Notice how his mind sorts through his database of options:
Other passengers helped pull the man out, and Lindsey jumped back onto the platform—about 10 or 15 seconds before the train arrived. The police arrived, and what did Lindsey do? Well, he got on a train and continued on his way. Seems bizarre. But then again, that’s what people do. They follow patterns. They get their overhead baggage before they escape a burning airplane. They twitter while awaiting emergency treatment. Only once he was on the train did Lindsey start to “freak out.” He began shaking as the stress hormones worked their way through his body—and his brain allowed him to begin processing what had happened.
Sounds like Lindsey and the man he rescued are both doing fine.
Note to casting agents: Lindsey’s on-air reel below.
I was struck by a paragraph in a recent article by Natalie Angier in which she explains why we remember songs so much more easily than regular spoken words. Believe it or not, the answer goes a long way toward explaining why we tend to move so slowly in life-or-death situations.
The brain understands the world by detecting patterns:
“The brain has a strong propensity to organize information and perception in patterns, and music plays into that inclination,” said Michael Thaut, a professor of music and neuroscience at Colorado State University. “From an acoustical perspective, music is an overstructured language, which the brain invented and which the brain loves to hear.”
We process what happens to us in any given moment by trying to fit it into patterns we’ve seen before. We like patterns—in music and in everyday life.
Even in disasters. (“The fire alarm is going off. Must be a drill. Let’s ignore it.”) If life doesn’t fit into a pattern, we try to make it fit. (“The fire alarm is going off. And something smells like smoke. Some fool must be burning some toast. Let’s ignore it.”) If we can’t make it fit, we will eventually adapt. (“The fire alarm is going off, and smoke is creeping through the cracks in the door. I should probably go find out which idiot is burning his toast…”) But the more frightened we are, the harder it is to think outside of the patterns. Thinking and processing new information requires executive brain functions—which tend to shut down under the influence of cortisol and other stress hormones.
So the more patterns and melodies in your brain (including exceptional patterns, the kind that come from training and life experience), the more quickly you might move through the playlist.
I did a presentation for a group of Senate staffers yesterday on the Hill, and as usual with these things, the best part (for me) was at the end—when people came up to tell me their own stories. I keep waiting to give one speech in which this does not happen—or in which the things people tell me are not surprising and compelling and new in some way. But it hasn’t happened.
Anyway, one woman told me that when she was in a major earthquake years ago, time had “slowed down” for her—as it does for so many people in life-or-death situations. She was able to use this distortion to her advantage; as she felt the car whipping back and forth and realized what was happening, she calmly assessed the height of the buildings and the probability of their collapse. Then she steered her car into the middle of the road and parked it there—at the farthest point from the buildings—to keep herself safe.
Another example of how the brain is helping you by manipulating your perception. This is happening all the time, but it is most obvious when we are under extreme duress. In a study of police officers involved in shootings, more than half reported experiencing this distortion. Time distortion is so common that scientists have a name for it: tachypsychia, derived from the Greek for “speed of the mind.” Which is not to say scientists really understand it.
Check out Hanna Rosin’s Atlantic piece about the deep, dark gap between the rhetoric and the data on breastfeeding. It’s a classic example of how emotion can trounce facts, especially when it comes to parenting.
After all, the brain is wired to rank emotion over facts, which is why we fear airplane crashes more than heart attacks—and why we end up with a generation of yuppie women knocking themselves out to breastfeed, even if it’s not working for them or their children. It’s a reminder that whenever emotion is high, it is worth looking for research—if there is any…
“One day, while nursing my baby in my pediatrician’s office, I noticed a 2001 issue of the Journal of the American Medical Association open to an article about breast-feeding: “Conclusions: There are inconsistent associations among breastfeeding, its duration, and the risk of being overweight in young children.” Inconsistent? There I was, sitting half-naked in public for the tenth time that day, the hundredth time that month, the millionth time in my life—and the associations were inconsistent?... [T]he medical literature looks nothing like the popular literature. It shows that breast-feeding is probably, maybe, a little better; but it is far from the stampede of evidence that Sears describes. More like tiny, unsure baby steps: two forward, two back, with much meandering and bumping into walls. A couple of studies will show fewer allergies, and then the next one will turn up no difference. Same with mother-infant bonding, IQ, leukemia, cholesterol, diabetes. Even where consensus is mounting, the meta studies—reviews of existing studies—consistently complain about biases, missing evidence, and other major flaws in study design.”
I can assure you that Hanna is now knee-deep in hate mail. And love letters.
