A Serious Man

Dan and I just finished watching the Coen brothers’ movie, A Serious Man. I don’t think it’s a spoiler to say that this is a story in which pretty much just when things can’t possibly get any worse–they do. And weirdly, it gets pretty funny.

So, we were sitting there stunned as the credits rolled by, and there was this job title: “The last of the just”. Right in there with best boys and gaffers and stuntmen and drivers and all the rest of them. The last of the just. I am not making this up.

What I can’t figure out is whether this is a job title I’d like to have, or whether this is a job title no one should wish on the entire world, that there should be one final just person.

In all this grimness, you will perhaps be pleased to know that the credits also declare that “No Jews were harmed in the making of this movie.”

Views near Golden Grove

It was so good to be back on the island again! Yes, it was cold. And more to the point, yes, it was very windy. But the island is always beautiful. Though we didn’t have much of a sunset last Friday (October 29, 2010), we had a lovely cloud show in the late afternoon. These two pictures were taken around 4:30pm.

Gimme Grammar

Okay, I’ll admit it: I love grammar. I particularly love getting it right. When I was in high school about two and a half centuries ago I really enjoyed diagramming sentences. I could probably still do it, and I’d take some pleasure from it, too.

Like anyone with a passion about something, I do have my pet peeves on the subject–misuses that particularly annoy me. Don’t you?

One of the grammatical errors that I especially love to hate is the misuse of “whoever” and “whomever”. I once almost got fired over this. Really.

The incident occurred when I worked as a director of a software delivery and customization organization inside a fast-growing software product company. I was asked to review a brochure about our services that had been drafted by a young man who worked as a contract writer in the marketing department. The precise offending sentence has long been forgotten, but it was structurally similar to the following:

Our company’s services are indispensable to whomever wants up-to-date Web-site information.

Naturally, I corrected “whomever” to “whoever”, but the young writer didn’t make the change.

This went on for two revisions. I took the trouble to quote Garner’s Modern American Usage and other sources, all of which he ignored. After all, he was the expert on writing, not me. I was the software manager, and what do software managers know about English? Obviously–nothing. Finally, I lost my cool. I wrote him a scathing note about the importance of professional writers using correct grammar. He retaliated by complaining to his manager about me. (He showed her my final note, but not all the correspondence that led up to it.)

Despite the fact that I was correct on the matter and he unwilling to listen, I was the one who got the reprimand. The grounds, quite correctly, were that as a senior manager in the organization, I had acted unprofessionally toward a non-management worker. The fact that I was right had no impact on the matter. I kept my job only because I had my own evidence. I was able to show to what lengths I had gone to try to work with him before losing my cool.

In my part of the organization at least, we all cheered when the young man was finally let go.

That was a long time ago, and I really do hope that the young writer has since then learned the very simple rule that applies to “whomever” and “whoever”.

The error that he made was one of overcorrecting. He correctly noted that the “who(m)ever wants information” clause of the sentence was the object of the preposition “to”, and so he used “whom” (as in “to whom it may concern”). However, “who(m)ever” plays a role in the dependent clause also, as subject of the clause. And this role trumps the relationship with the preposition.

Garner puts it this way: Look at whatever grammatically follows (not preceeds) the “ever”. If it’s the verb of the following clause, use “whoever”. If it’s not the verb, use “whomever”. If you are in doubt, don’t overcorrect. Stick with “whoever”.

I learned an even simpler rule that accomplishes the same result: Substitute “the person who” or “the person whom” for “whoever” or “whomever”, and see how it sounds. The correct structure immediately becomes obvious. “Our company’s services are indispensable to the person who wants up-to-date information.” Not “the person whom wants the information.” Whoever, not whomever.

No question. No argument. No reprimand.

Do you have a favorite grammatical peeve, dear reader? Or a point of grammar that has always confused you? Please let me know. I will be happy to clear things up. I’d bet my Strunk & White on it.

Views near Golden Grove

I’ve been posting photos of Block Island for just about a year now, mostly sunsets, mostly taken from my home on the island, or nearby. Well. Nearby. That would pretty much encompass the entire island, wouldn’t it! But no, I mean *really* nearby. Nothing as far south as Old Harbor or as far west as New Harbor.

But in all this time, I have never posted a moonset. Today, I would like to correct this omission.

Views near Golden Grove

Gah! I can’t believe I missed my Wednesday posting target by two whole days! And that, with some wonderful new photos from the island sitting in my camera’s memory card. And here I am on the island again, with more new photos piling up.

Please allow me to share with you this wonderful photo of Sachem Pond and the ocean beyond the dunes, taken at about 5pm on October 2, 2010. Although it’s late in the afternoon, I wouldn’t call it a sunset–but something magical happens when the sun reaches that arc in the sky when the water all turns to pure wild silver.

Views near Golden Grove

As I prepare to leave early tomorrow morning to visit the island again (at last!) my mind goes back to all the years and days I’ve been collecting photographs of dazzling island sunsets, no two exactly the same. Thank you for allowing me to share them!

Today, here is a sunset from almost this time of year seven years ago–October 17, 2003. I am reminded of the traditional Jewish prayer thanking God for keeping us alive and sustaining us and bringing us back around to this time of year again. Yes, we are getting older and the aches and pains and even the difficulties are multiplying, but still–life is very good.