Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

January 29, 2009

Dear Everyone:

Our youngest sister, “Alice”, the baby of the family, turns 50 this Sunday.  It’s official:  There’s no turning back.  We’re all getting old.  Which, as George Burns pointed out, isn’t so bad when you consider the alternative.

Last Saturday, I got a message on my phone machine from someone on the Reunion Committee for my high school, Lake Oswego High School (LOHS).  They had succeeded in tracking me down, at least to the extent of a phone number.  The message gave me the web address (www.lohs69.com) that I could go to and “register” and mentioned a classmate that I actually remember.  The Reunion is next August.  I’ll probably go, unless something happens to make it out of the question.

Want to have fun?  Ask someone under the age of 30 what a stenographer is.  Don’t be surprised if they guess, “Some kind of dinosaur?”  I guess that’s not far off.  Stenographers and typists have gone the way of the buggy whip.  Now everyone short of top executives all answer their own phones and type their own communications (i.e., email.)

A lot has changed in the past 20 years, thanks mostly to computers.

Anyway.

Earlier this month our manager announced that all of us in Information Management Consulting are going to be trainers of all things SharePoint.  SharePoint, as you may recall, is Microsoft’s new “collaboration platform”, and the service of choice here at Company.  I’m already one of two people who deliver “SharePoint Foundations”, which is for beginners end users.

Week after next, I’ll be delivering “Train-the-Trainer” training in SharePoint Foundations to a whole flock of my co-workers.  So I’m up to my armpits in documentation on how to be a trainer.

SharePoint Foundations is just the beginning.  In fact, it’s a prerequisite for the next course, “SharePoint for Power Users”.  The name is a bit of a misnomer.  You may know everything you need to know to be a “Power User”, but if you don’t have the permissions on a site, you can’t do a lot of the things they teach you.  It’s kind of like having a driver’s license, but no car.

Two more classes that are still being developed are SharePoint Site Collection Administration and SharePoint Design.  These would be for the “Super Power Users” and “Super-Duper Power Users”.

Definitely fun times ahead.

Movies…

When a studio thinks a movie has a chance at an Oscar, they tend to release the movie late in the year.  Oscar voters (a very limited group of people) are suspected of having short memories.  So the movies are released in October through December in a “limited engagement”.  This means the movies are playing in “select theaters” to qualify for Academy Award consideration.

Once the nominations are announced, those movies are suddenly playing somewhere near you.  Such is the case with Milk, which came out (no pun intended) last year and probably won’t be around too much longer.  However, if it wins Best Picture, the studio will give a broader release to soak up more money.

Milk is a dramatization of the life of Harvey Milk, who was a City Supervisor in San Francisco in the late 1970s.  It’s also a portrait of San Francisco.  The director blends vintage archival footage with newly-filmed scenes, with help from the cinematographer who manages to give the film that ‘70s quality.

The movie follows Harvey Milk from his 40s, when he leaves New York to live in San Francisco.  He looks like a hippie, but an older hippie, who buys a camera store that quickly becomes a neighborhood hangout.  Harvey is the guy you go to if the police hassle you.  Harvey becomes the guy the Teamsters go to when they realize they need “the gay vote”.  Did I mention that Harvey Milk was gay?

He was, in a sense, the right guy in the right place at the right time to become the first openly gay candidate to be voted into a major political office.  Later, he would become the wrong guy in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Josh Brolin, who played George W. Bush in his last film, plays Dan White, another City Supervisor who sometimes collaborates, sometimes clashes with Milk (and others.)  Ultimately, White goes out of control and murders Mayor George Moscone and Harvey Milk.

Although the movie portrays White as deliberately going after Milk, in his own words, during his confession, he stated that he came across Milk quite by accident and shot him because “he smirked at me.”  White’s attorney did a “Hail Mary” attempt to portray his client as suffering from “diminished capacity” due to a diet too rich in sugar.  The press dubbed it, “The Twinkie Defense”.

In reality, the prosecution, having the confession and, literally, the smoking gun, thought they had a slam dunk and didn’t put forward much of a case.  Ultimately, the jury found White “not guilty” of premeditated murder, but did find him guilty of manslaughter.

When word got out about the verdict, the city erupted overnight in what became known as “The White Night Riots.”  A co-worker of mine, who lived in the city at the time, described watching someone stuff a rag into the gas tank of a parked car and light it on fire.  The co-worker wisely left the area.

I’m not giving anything away here about the movie.  If you want to see Sean Penn and Josh Brolin earn their Oscars, go find Milk before it gets away.  Take hankies with you.  Good movie.

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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