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Saturday, August 29, 2009

Crescent City has golden opportunity: Ask Hugo


What's that old saw about making lemonade?

Really, New Orleans is now an urban planner's ultimate dream. Take an established city with its population and (most important) identity, flatten it, start over, rebuild with the city's own traditions and identity as a base.

That's what's happening in New Orleans now, four years after Hurricane Katrina's devastation. Here's an account from Time: (Watch it; there's a bothersome popup ad.)

... in the years since, the Crescent City has quietly embraced a new and unexpected role as a laboratory for green building. Sustainable development groups that range from the international nonprofit Global Green to earth-friendly celebrities like Brad Pitt descended on New Orleans, determined not just to build the city back, but to build it back green. "It's going to come back," says Matt Petersen, the president of Global Green USA. "But we want to build it better than it was before." No organization is doing more to green New Orleans than Global Green USA, the American arm of the international environmental organization that was founded by former Soviet leader Mikhail Gorbachev. That begins with the Holy Cross project, an entire sustainable village being built in the city's flood-damaged Lower Ninth Ward, with the help of Home Depot's corporate foundation. Eventually the village will include five sustainable homes, along with an 18-unit green apartment building and a community center. Three homes have been completed so far, including one that is serving as a de facto visitor's center. The point of the project is not just to provide greener homes for New Orleans's returning residents, but also to provide training for the local building community in green standards."

Twenty years ago this month, Hurricane Hugo slammed into Charleston, SC. I wasn't living there at the time, but when I arrived in 1997 some rebuilding work was still going on.

By many accounts, pre-Hugo Charleston was a mess, with falling-apart neighborhoods and a who-cares attitude. But in the years since, an interesting thing happened:

The historic old town became a blank slate, and rebuilding had a great many options. To look at it 20 years later, Hugo performed a sweep-and-clear on the town, removing the old junk. That's when the rebuilders decided to play into Charleston's strength -- a historically significant city, one of the seats of the Old South.

This was also a happy coincidence in timing, as Hugo hit in the approximately 15 minutes that the Federal Emergency Management Administration (FEMA) had a clue.

In a perverse way, Hugo was the best thing to ever happen to Charleston. And, 20 years later, more people are agreeing with that.

Photo: A house under construction in the Lower 9th Ward of New Orleans in the "Make It Right" program is designed to be extremely eco-friendly. Charlie Varley / Sipa

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Federal Reserve Chairman Ben Bernake's wife had her identity stolen - see, it can happen to anyone.
~ E

McCain faces rowdy town hall crowd



See how well this Obamacare is going over?

John McCain sure found out in his home state.

This is from USA Today:

The Arizona senator hadn't yet opened up the meeting at a central Phoenix church to questions when one audience member continuously yelled over him. "You're going to have to stop or you're going to have to leave," McCain told the woman. When security guards approached to escort her out, he told her "Goodbye, see ya," to a round of applause.

No wonder so many politicos are avoiding the line of fire.



So what are your odds of dying?

Last I looked, it's 100 percent. Why?

Oh. You want to know when? Or how?

This is according to the LiveScience website:

The site, DeathRiskRankings.com, is the brainchild of researchers and students at Carnegie Mellon University. It provides answers based on publicly available data from the United States and Europe, comparing mortality risks by gender, age, cause of death and geographic region. Put your info in, and it produces the probable causes of your demise and provides insight on the timing of that unfortunate event ... the site can compare such things as the odds of death next year by breast cancer for, say, a 54-year-old Pennsylvania woman or her counterpart in the United Kingdom ... of course the results produced by the web site speak to groups of people and cannot predict with accuracy when you might actually kick the bucket. The timing of your own end is based on many uncharted factors, from heredity to lifestyle to untimely accidents.

I just took a cursory look at this, and it's awfully simplistic. There's nothing immediately available for real specifics -- like whether I smoke, drink, drive fast, have a family history of certain illnesses, or go through sketchy neighborhoods at 2 a.m. yelling insults. On the basic view, the calculator merely asked for age (50-59), gender, country (USA or United Kingdom), region (the south Atlantic), gender, and forecast period (in this case, one year). Here are the findings, based on my own scant information:


 Cause of DeathMicroMort

Total7,828

Accidents506

Accidents - Other23

Blood diseases20

Cancers2,411

Circulatory system diseases2,491

Congenital defects20

Digestive system diseases529

Endocrine/metabolic diseases331

Homicide49

Ill-defined symptoms/causes74

Infectious and parasitic diseases270

Mental and behavioral disorders123

Musculoskeletal diseases25

Nervous system diseases132

Non-cancerous growths34

Perinatal problems0

Respiratory diseases397

Skin diseases7

Suicide284

Undetermined - Homicide Suicide or Poisoning?24

Urinary tract diseases78

If you can figure this out, let me know. And if you have time to play with this site, have fun.

Some interesting things, though ...

"It turns out that the British woman has a 33 percent higher risk of breast cancer death. But for lung/throat cancer, the results are almost reversed, and the Pennsylvania woman has a 29 percent higher risk," explained Paul Fischbeck, site developer and professor of social and decision sciences and engineering and public policy at Carnegie Mellon. "Most Americans don't have a particularly good understanding of their own mortality risks, let alone ranking of their relevant risks," said David Gerard, a former professor at Carnegie Mellon who is now an associate professor of economics at Lawrence University in Appleton, Wis.




FDIC running out of cash, Feds say. Might want to bury your money under the barn, in an old coffee can.
~ E

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

3,900 prison inmates get stimulus checks

Will someone please tell me they're kidding?

Seriously, this is asleep-at-the-wheel at its finest.


Prison inmates are generally ineligible for federal benefits. However, 2,200 of the inmates who received checks got to keep them because, under the law, they were eligible, said Mark Lassiter, a spokesman for the Social Security Administration. They were eligible because they weren't incarcerated in any of the three months before the recovery package was enacted ... "The law specified that any beneficiary eligible for a Social Security benefit during one of those months was eligible for the recovery payment," Lassiter said ... the other 1,700 checks? That was a mistake.

I don't care what the rationale is.


#2 man asks Sanford to resign


Lt. Gov. Andre Bauer asked embattled state head Mark Sanford to step down today, but swears he's not interested in taking over the top spot in next year's election.

Bauer renewed his pledge to stay out of the 2010 race if Sanford resigns.

This is according to The State, and a video is included.

Bauer is the first constitutional officer to join a growing chorus of lawmakers and other political leaders pushing for Sanford to resign, including a majority of Republican state senators ... Bauer said he wanted to send a message to State House leadership that Sanford needs to step down and he won’t stand in the way. Some lawmakers have been hesitant to push for Sanford’s resignation because it would give Bauer an unfair advantage in the 2010 race, as he would be running for governor as an incumbent.

The House Republican Caucus -- Sanford's and Bauer's party -- will discuss whether to impeach Sanford during a retreat this weekend.

Sanford's political career -- and personal life -- took a massive swan dive over the past two months after he disappeared from his job for a few days and eventually admitted he spent the time in Argentina with a mistress. Sanford's wife, Jenny, has since moved from the Governor's mansion.

Photo: Andre Bauer, left, at a Wednesday afternoon news conference. By Tim Dominick/tdominick@thestate.com

Gmail account note probably work of fools

I've had Gmail accounts for several years now, and just today I received a most disturbing message:

Dear Account User,
This Email is from Gmail customer care and we are sending it to every Gmail accounts owner for safety. We are having congestion due to the anonymous registration of Gmail accounts so we are shutting down some Gmail accounts and your account was among those to be deleted. We are sending this email to you so that you can verify and let us know if you still want to use this account. If you are still interested please confirm your account by filling the space below.Your User name, password, date of birth and your country information would be needed to verify your account.
Due to the congestion in all Gmail users and removal of all unused Gmail Accounts. Gmail would be shutting down all unused Accounts, you will have to confirm your E-mail by filling out your Login Information below after clicking the reply button or your account will be suspended within 24 hours for security reasons.

* User name: ............................

* Password: ................................

* Date of Birth: ............................

* Country Or Territory: ....................


Warning!!! Account owner that refuses to update his or her account within Seven days of receiving this warning will lose his or her account permanently.
Thank you for using Gmail !

The Gmail Team
G MAI L BETA



Anyway, that's the message.

So far as I know, it's all crap.

Just swallow down that bile rising in the throat for a moment, OK?

A couple of things:

Why anyone would want my account name and password is beyond me, unless it's for nefarious purposes.

Check it:

If it was from Gmail, they'd already have all that.

Got it?

I had a partial answer here, which if nothing else confirmed what I'd already figured.

So if you have gmail and received that message, ignore it. Keep in mind, that's what happens when we have idiots on the Internet.

(Posted simultaneously in The Column, Reloaded and The Workbench, Reloaded)


Non-PC thoughts of gentlemen's agreements, male waitresses

If you thought the language is being emasculated here, you should see what's going on in Merrie Olde England, birthplace of our mother tongue.

In Britian's public sector, they're making a real effort to stamp out all language that smacks of racism, sexism, and whatever other -ism is deemed fashionable these days. Dozens of taxpayer-funded organizations have ordered workers not to use certain common terms because they might offend some people, according to London newspapers.

Which means it's not a "black day," but a miserable day. Not a "gentleman's agreement," but "unwritten agreement." Not even "ethnic minority," as that can imply something smaller and less significant.

Even "right-hand man" is a no-no these days, though I'm sure it's because it's supposed to be sexist and not a slam on those who use the other hand. Of course I'll admit I really thought they were aiming at the right-handed part -- me being a male who does most things with my left hand might have something to do with that perception.

Here we've had our own forays into politically correct language. We wait for the mail carrier or mailperson, not the mailman. And that metal plate in the middle of the street covers a personhole, not a manhole. Years ago we've stopped using "fireman" to describe those brave but crazy people who make a living out of going into burning buildings -- they're firefighters. A good thing, that. "Fireperson" doesn't roll off the tongue like a properly-executed word should. It doesn't, well, sing.

Over the years we've altered the language to soften the hard edges of reality. Like we don't say someone dies, he passes away. It's not a strip club, it's a "gentlemen's club," ignoring the fact you wouldn't find very many gentlemen there -- and the girls are exotic dancers, not strippers.

One doesn't have to look much further than the military and foreign affairs to see how our language has softened, what with the destablilizations, collateral damage, and WMD's. Makes me long for the good old days of George Patton:


"No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country."

Can you imagine a straight talker like Patton trying to function in today's world? Forget it. He'd spent much of his career in and out of trouble anyway; today he'd never get out of it.

A "gentleman's agreement" is probably the only remnant of an old tradition. The phrase implies a deal that's made over a handshake. It's just your word and my word while the lawyers stay home. I can't see that happening these days, not the direction our society has gone. But I still like the phrase, if only for old times' sake.

And if I call a spade a spade, what's the bigger offense? Speaking the truth, or using the term "spade," which became a derogatory word for a black person?

No less a man than Winston Churchill allegedly referred to his occasional periods of depression as "the black dog." I use that same expression; the ol' pooch has left some gigantic stains on my living room rug over the years. Because it's so descriptive I'm not going to change my wording just to make a few folks happy.

Admittedly, I've made some adjustments over the years. If I order a black coffee, the waitress -- pardon, server -- may or may not understand what I mean anymore. So I'll ask for the coffee "straight up." Watch this: The day may come when even that's not acceptable -- and right now around the San Francisco area that request may get me slapped by a dozen folks of, uhh, alternative lifestyles.

(Personal footnote: I'm still ticked off at the alt-lifestyle crowd because they've co-opted a perfectly good word -- gay -- and squeezed all the original meaning out of it. OK, that was decades ago, but I'll get over it in my own goood time.)

OK. So what's the harm in fiddling with the language?

Now hear this: Fuzzy, indistinct, sanitized language means fuzzy, indistinct, sanitized thinking. No two ways about it.

Obama said "just words" in response to criticism of his former pastor Jeremiah Wright's fiery anti-American rhetoric.

"Just words?" Bat guano. Words mean something around here. They reflect thought, they reflect what comes out of someone's heart. If the words are empty, you can bet the head and heart are too.

I'll admit, I love wordplay. I used to know this Japanese guy who liked to get drunk and sing Hank Williams songs real loud. He thought it was funny when I called him a "yellowneck," but that's the only way I could describe him. And at this one restaurant the wait staff consisted of several females and one male who clearly had, uhh, one of those alternative lifestyles (my first hint was when he ignored my date and tried to flirt with me instead). The females referred to him as "our male waitress."

That restaurant no longer exists. Maybe it was shut down by the language police.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Long photo shoots in Cubs gear will set Obama off

Besides all these evil people disrupting his proposal for a government-run health care system, what really ticks Barack Obama off?


The skinny:
  • When aides schedule events that conflict with dad/daughter time.
  • People who try to get him to wear baseball gear from teams other than the White Sox.
  • Missing his daily workout.

  • Photographers who take a seemingly endless stream of snapshots of him.
  • The “shine police”—makeup artists who constantly re-powder his face before interviews.
  • Getting too-detailed instructions. “If you spend too much time telling him where to go, how you get there, and everything in between, it drives him crazy,” said one long-time aide.
  • The biggest pet peeve: being late. “He hates inconveniencing people,” said another aide. "He hates being rushed, and he hates shortchanging someone.”

I can't help it. I keep picturing him in a Cubs ball cap. So call me a troublemaker.


Castro gives Obama mixed reviews



Amazingly, Fidel Castro is still alive, and it's a question of whether he's still relevant.

With that thought in mind, he gave a recent review of Barack Obama's performance in the White House so far.

Upshot: Fidel givs Barack mixed scores -- low marks for stepping up efforts in Afghanistan, and better ones for his domestic program.

In an essay published Tuesday in Cuba's state-run newspaper, Granma, Castro said drawing American troops away from Iraq to fight the Taliban in Afghanistan is a mistake, saying the Taliban in Afghanistan "sank the Soviet Union." Still, Castro said he was astonished by U.S. news reports of declining popularity for Obama. Castro blamed "traditional [U.S.] racism" for dampening reform efforts, including health care revisions.

Again, you have to consider the source.


Abercrombie's sales go swirling, swirling




Abercrombie & Fitch, once a top name in trendy clothing, reports 10 straight months of double-digit sales losses.

Gee, you can do the math from there. How many months can be left at that rate?

Here's part of it: While other companies are offering deep discounts for these recessionary times, A&F doesn't want to cheapen the brand. So they're hurting.

From Time:

What lessons can be learned from the Abercrombie experience? The first has to do with pricing. As the economy spiraled downward and competitors like Aéropostale started discounting like crazy, Abercrombie refused to lower prices. The company insisted that price-cutting would cheapen the cachet of the brand ... you would figure that discounting would provide goodwill and build customer loyalty, especially in lean times. After all, with more grateful customers in tow, wouldn't the company be in a great position to ride the upswing associated with an economic recovery, raising prices again when times get better?

And if I was the CEO, I'd be polishing up the ol' resume right now.

In a Chicago store, A&F sweatshirts sit ... and sit ... and sit. Photo by Tim Boyle / Getty



Scuttlebutt: Government considering version of Cash For Clunkers, for old home appliances. Cash For Reefers, anyone?
~ E
California plans the mother of all garage sales to help cover state deficit. Makes me wonder if a bake sale is next.
~ E

Monday, August 24, 2009

Age-induced mental slippage already?

OK. Getting a little derelict in my old age.

I posted a couple of entries about what the incoming college class can and can't remember, plus a sidebar, but didn't link my source.

I should, and it's not just a matter of giving credit where it's due. In this case the Beloit College Mindset List is just good reading. And if you're an older guy like I am who enjoys the challenge of hanging around the collegiate set as I do, it's essential stuff.

Here's the link. Hope you find it as fascinating -- and maddening -- as I do.


Saturday, August 22, 2009

What happened when new college class was born

As I mentioned in another post about incoming college freshmen and their frames of reference, most of the new Class of 2013 was born in 1991.

OK. For those who, like me, have this urge to check the mirror for wrinkles when talking to the college crowd, let's have a look at 1991. My source here is the World Almanac.

Top story: Without a doubt, when Operation Desert Storm was launched against Iraq that February. George Bush Sr. enjoyed a surge in popularity, Saddam Hussein became everyone's favorite villain, and guys like Norman Schwartzkopf, Colin Powell, and Wolf Blitzer were headline regulars. And CNN built a name for itself with its all-Iraq, all-the-time coverage, making a viable entity out of cable TV news.

Also: Thurgood Marshall retired from the Supreme Court, and his successor Clarence Thomas' chances took a hit amid accusations of sexual harassment by his former aide Anita Hill. Thomas was confirmed for the court anyway, though sexual harassment became a new issue.

Internet: Berners-Lee introduced the first Web browser. It was certainly more like Lynx than Internet Explorer or Firefox.

Computers: The most current computer operating system was Windows 3.0, and I was struck by its similarities to the MacIntosh interface. There didn't seem to be a lot of early adopters; most users still typed at the command line in DOS. And Linus Torvalds, a student in Helsinki, built the first Linux operating system from bits and pieces of Minix and other types of UNIX. Nobody but a few fellow geeks noticed.

Movies: The Silence Of The Lambs swept the Oscars: Best movie, best director (Jonathan Demme), best actor(Anthony Hopkins, for his portrayal of Hannibal Lecter), and best actress (Jodie Foster). And Jack Palance took top supporting actor's honors in City Slickers as Curly. Who can forget Curly?

Music: Natalie Cole received a Grammy for "Unforgettable," a duet recorded with her late (by more than 25 years) father, Nat "King" Cole.

Super Bowl winner: New York Giants, who beat the Buffalo Bills, 20-19. I watched that game at a bar called the Pour House in Bullhead City, Arizona. Ottis Anderson was the game MVP., and I believe that was the game where the Bills kicker shanked a field goal attempt in the closing seconds.

Baseball: The Minnesota Twins beat the Atlanta Braves in a barnburner of a World Series. Cal Ripken and Terry Pendleton were MVP's of their leagues, and Cy Young winners were Tom Glavine and Roger Clemens.

NASCAR: Dale Earnhardt won the Winston Cup, though no one knew it outside the South.

Kind of eerie, when you think about it. Like the man said, the more things change, the more they stay the same. Although we're throwing more resources into Afghanistan, we were still at war in Iraq. A Bush was still in the White House until this year. Colin Powell had some pull until fairly recently.

Cable TV news is still relevant, though the Internet may soon change that as it is doing to larger newspapers.

I have no idea whatever happened to Ottis Anderson, but Roger Clemens and Tom Glavine were still mowing 'em down until about a year ago.

And Hannibal Lecter is still having a friend for dinner.


Card catalogs a foreign concept to new collegians

Incoming college freshmen may have never used a card catalog in the library, have never had to shake a thermometer down after taking their temperature, and they live in a world where condoms were always advertised on TV.

This is according to the Mindset List, released every year by Beloit College in Wisconsin.

I get a kick out of this list every year, and it reminds me how old I really am.

Most of the new college freshmen were born in 1991, when we were at war with Iraq, a Bush was in the White House, and Roger Clemens was throwing seeds at American League hitters (see my sidebar for more on that year). But the Internet -- which is to this generation what the moon landing was to my own -- was more of a concept than a way of life that year.

For a benchmark, the Beloit list uses the year the incoming college class reached an age where they were aware of the world around them (for argument's sake let's say it was at around age five or six, or around 1996). Anyway, here are some of Beloit's findings:

- Tattoos have always been chic, and not just something bikers, sailors, or prison inmates wore.
- Students have always been able to read books on an electronic screen.
- The Green Giant has always been Shrek, not the big guy picking vegetables.
- Margaret Thatcher has always been a former prime minister.
- Salsa has always outsold ketchup.
- Earvin "Magic" Johnson has always been HIV-positive.
- They have been preparing for the arrival of HDTV all their lives, but there have always been flat screen televisions.
- Rap music has always been main stream. (Footnote: Why must they call it "rap music?" Either it's rap or it's music, but it can't be both.)
- Chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream has always been a flavor choice.
- Belarus, Moldova, Ukraine, Uzbekistan, Armenia, Latvia, Georgia, Lithuania, and Estonia have always been independent nations.
- There has always been a computer in the Oval Office.

I menntioned card catalogs at the library. It was a special size of filing cabinet, useless for anything but a library. Inside were index cards affixed into a slide-out drawer. Most card catalogs had a small drawer for each letter of the alphabet, and if you knew a book's title, author, or subject you can find that book. In theory. You can take the whole drawer out, plop it on your desk (but quietly; this is a library), and find the "address," or Dewey Decimal System number of the book.

Libraries still use the Dewey Decimal System, only you use a computer terminal to find your book's address. And I suspect the numbering system is another thing that may yet become a memory. Libraries keep it around for dinosaurs like me.

As is the glass thermometer. You stick it in your mouth, under the tongue, and wait a couple of minutes. To read it you angle it so you can best see the mercury through the trangular glass. Then you grab the thermometer by the far end and give it a few good shakes, forcing the mercury back into the bulb. That's how you reset it. Low-tech, but it worked.

Although the design was enduring enough to last for generations, encroaching technology -- electronic thermometers where you don't have to wait for a reading -- doomed it. That, plus its unofficial name didn't do much for it. Like the time a wife or girlfriend or somebody in my house was sick, and I was practicing the ol' bedside manner. I took the thermometer out, read it with a practiced eye, announced the results, looked again at the thermometer, and asked: "What's rectal mean?"

That's why I don't like the newer electronic thermometers. They take away a perfectly good one-liner.



Friday, August 21, 2009

Cost cuts may trim CA prison population



Like, more than 27,000 inmates may be released if the state Assembly gets its way.

Don't take my word for it ... this is according to CNN:

Consideration of the bill comes as California faces a mid-September deadline for reducing its prison population by about 40,000 inmates. A special panel of three federal judges issued the order, contending the crowded prison system violates prisoners' constitutional rights ... the judges said they will make the reductions themselves if the state fails to act ... the measure would save the financially strapped state $524.5 million, according to a statement from Steinberg's office ... when coupled with budget revisions that lawmakers made in July, the total corrections savings would be $1.2 billion, he said. That is the amount that Republican Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger wants as part of his efforts to cut state spending and balance the budget.

Of course, there's opposition:

Senate Republicans say the bill would undermine public safety. All 15 Senate Republicans voted against the measure.

Let's flash back ... in the late 1960s, costs were cut in California's mental health budget, and many mental patients were likewise released. There are probably a few of those folks still wandering around the Golden State -- and I'm sure a fair number of these were elected into the state Assembly and Senate. Has to be, anyway.

Photo: Inmates at Mule Creek State Prison in Ione, California, in a gym modified to house them in August 2007.

Even the elite class is hurting, economists say

How bad is the recession these days?

It's so bad even the super-rich are beginning to notice it.

This is according to the New York Times. (Caution: Link will bring up some ad, and you have to click past that to get to the story. Guess we all have to make a buck!)

... economists say — and data is beginning to show — that a significant change may in fact be under way. The rich, as a group, are no longer getting richer. Over the last two years, they have become poorer. And many may not return to their old levels of wealth and income anytime soon ...

And ...

Bill Gates, Warren E. Buffett, the heirs to the Wal-Mart Stores fortune and the founders of Google each lost billions last year, according to Forbes magazine. In one stark example, John McAfee, an entrepreneur who founded the antivirus software company that bears his name, is now worth about $4 million, from a peak of more than $100 million. Mr. McAfee will soon auction off his last big property because he needs cash to pay his bills after having been caught off guard by the simultaneous crash in real estate and stocks ... “I had no clue,” he said, “that there would be this tandem collapse.”

Looks like we're all hurting. After that, it's only a difference of degrees.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Will someone please explain what Obama means by "all wee-wee'd up?" Last I looked, wee-wee means ... well ...
~ E

NFL: No problems with Vick dog jersey



Somehow you knew it was coming.

The National Football League's marketing Web site is now offering Michael Vick jerseys (in his new Philadelphia Eagles colors) that your dog can wear.

Well, kinda sorta. To my understanding, this jersey is "assembled" from the stock of team colors, logos, numbers, and names -- as long as there's nothing the league deems inappropriate on the jersey.

But the NFL has determined there's nothing inappropriate with a Vick dog jersey.

Vick, who hooked on with the Eagles after he was reinstated by the league, served 18 months in federal prison for his role in a dog-fighting ring. Ironically, "Bad Newz" -- the name of Vick's kennel and operation -- is on the list of inappropriate jersey names.

Here's the New York Daily News' take:

If you own a dog and a twisted sense of humor, the NFL is ready and willing to help turn your four-legged friend into a Michael Vick fan for the small fee of $39.99 plus tax and shipping ... that's the price you'll pay for the "custom pet jersey" selling on the NFL's Web site at NFLshop.com, where a Daily News reporter placed an order Wednesday for a Philadelphia Eagles dog jersey, size large, with the No. 7 and the name "VICK" on the back ...

Disclaimer: I'm not going to furnish a link to the NFL marketing site. They can fend for themselves.




When the going got tough, these folks got rich


It's probably premature to trot out the Great Depression stories now, though they still make an interesting read during this rough economic period.

While nobody I know is striking it rich these days, it still happens here and there when times are tight.

During the Great Depression, when unemployment hovered around the 25 percent mark, some folks were actually making a killing. From MentalFloss, here's a list of 10 people that got rich during the Depression, plus how they did it.

Some highlights:

  • - Bank robber Dillinger managed to compile more than $3 million in '09 dollars.
  • - After the '29 Wall Street crash Howard Hughes used movie profits to start a company.
  • - Joseph Kennedy, Sr. invested in real estate, liquor, and movie studios.
  • - Band leader Glenn Miller made a salary of nearly $20k a week.

  • (Editor's note: None of this list constitutes an endorsement on my part. Of course, you already figured that out.)

    Photo: Joseph P. Kennedy in 1938, with his son John F. Kennedy. Speculation, insider trading, and hooch put them on the map.



    Wednesday, August 19, 2009

    Daily News list NY's other historic hotels

    Here's something for the history buffs, curiosity seekers, or folks who wish to, uhh,  make the same mistakes at the same venues as the famous.

    These are the top five New York City hotels used for illicit purposes, according to the New York Daily News:

    • Four Seasons: Alex Rodriguez courted prostitutes here while still married to Cynthia, alleges Manhattan madam Kristin Davis.
    • Days Inn: Gov. David Paterson went the budget route at this $150-a-night hotel during his three years of adultery—then took his wife there during their marriage counseling.
    • The Lowell Hotel: Bernie Madoff brought Sheryl Weinstein here for their first date, she claims in her tell-all book.
    • Loews Hotel-Regency: Rielle Hunter first met future lover John Edwards in the lobby of this hotel, which is also known for hosting Frank Gifford’s cheating on Kathie Lee.
    • The Carlyle Hotel: John F. Kennedy kept an apartment here, where he supposedly romanced Marilyn Monroe—who used a service entrance and underground tunnels to stay discreet.



    Aliens' pot farm blamed for La Brea blaze



    Seems that's the new trend in California agriculture: Cultivate your pot farm, get busted, light the place up, flee, repeat.

    And recently, that was blamed for the La Brea fire, which charred 90,000 acres in Santa Barbara County.

    Don't know if it's my imagination, but nearly all of these grow-and-burn farmers are what they call "Mexican nationals," which usually means "we don't need no steenking papers." Or something.

    From the L.A. Times:


    ... Investigators found 30,000 top-grade cannabis plants ranging in height
    from 2 feet to 6 feet. Stacks of propane tanks, melted irrigation
    tubing, empty fertilizer canisters, mounds of trash, a torched cooking
    stove and a semiautomatic rifle were also found at the Los Padres
    National Forest location, the sheriff and other agents said ... U.S. Forest Service fire investigators believe a propane-fed camp stove sparked the fire Aug. 8 ... "This is the trend," Russ Arthur, a special agent for the U.S. Forest
    Service, said at a Santa Barbara news conference. "I've been involved
    in hundreds of arrests and all of the suspects have been Mexican
    nationals."


    OK. In Southern California brush fires are a gigantic issue, especially with the arid climates, desert-type brush, and those dry Santa Ana winds. Brush fires are scary this time of year. And, any honest Californian will tell you it's getting harder and harder to like all those illegal aliens coming into the state.

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    Photo:

    Firefighters battling the La Brea fire prepare to leave the area as they make room for a bulldozer that will clear a fire line. (Francine Orr / Los Angeles Times / August 16, 2009)



    Latest retail figures: What recovery?



    It's still open to debate: Where is our economy sitting right now? And the more important question is, which direction is the arrow pointing?

    Some will swear we're in a recovery, and point to their own batch of figures to "prove" it.

    But the retail figures are probably the best indicator of whether the public, the folks on "Main Street," agree. And both Newser and the Wall Street Journal are saying the retail figures don't lie.

    ... with unemployment, stagnant wages, and tight credit squeezing shoppers, executives don’t expect to see improvement until next spring ...

    (Note: The Wall Street Journal link requires a subscription to read it. Boo, hiss!)

    Photo: Target, like this one in Amherst, NY, had a bad year so far. Sales fell off by 6.2 percent in the quarter ending August 1. (AP Photo/David Duprey)


    Tuesday, August 18, 2009

    Video games and depression: Is it self-hypnosis?





    I've attempted this ... even down to all-night sessions of FreeCiv, or a few mindless hours of FreeCell. Haven't tried Bejeweled (which this article features), though.

    And, you've got to admit, the video or computer games do have a real tranquilizing effect ... like I can't remember why I was so depressed. Hours melt away (I'm still not sure whether this is a good thing). It's a real good way to isolate.

    Here's the story from the Washington Post:

    Gail Nichols has suffered from depression for years. When the 49-year-old resident of St. Marys, Kan., cannot sleep, she falls back on a form of entertainment that is gaining increasing credibility as a medical intervention: video games ... Nichols said she discovered the mental health benefits of video games some years ago during a particularly bad spell of depression. She had just started playing a game called Bejeweled, which requires players to move gems into rows based on their color. When she could not get to sleep one night and was tormented by mental pain, she said, she turned on the computer and played the game for hours ... "In the day, you can find someone to talk to," Nichols said. "Games are a big help in getting through to the next morning."


    Here's how it works:

    The researcher hypothesized that one reason for the apparent mental health benefits of video games is that many people in Western countries find it impossible to switch off; they are always alert and stressed out. When those Type A people try to relax, they get bored because they have come to require a certain level of stressful arousal. Playing certain video games, Russoniello said, offers just enough mental challenge to keep such people occupied while putting them into a state of relative mindlessness ...

    Kind of like self-hypnosis.

    OK. I've mentioned this before. A good long bike ride does wonders for me; it's like Prozac without the side effects. Some carefully-selected songs on the mp3 player help a lot, too.

    But this is still interesting, and if things get particularly ugly I can download Bejeweled onto my cell phone -- but I have a solitaire game on there already.




    Sanford 'obsessed,' his wife says


    They're still taking hammer and screwdriver to S.C. Gov. Mark Sanford's marital and other troubles, and the state's First Lady had some really intriguing thoughts on it, as aired in USA Today:

    Jenny Sanford also told the magazine that she feels "sorry" for Maria Belen Chapur, with whom Gov. Mark Sanford has had an affair, that her husband appeared to be "obsessed" with Chapur and may have been acting out a midlife crisis.

    "Over the course of both pastoral and marriage counseling, it became clear to me that he was just obsessed with going to see this woman," she told Vogue. "I have learned that these affairs are almost like an addiction to alcohol or pornography. They just can't break away from them."

    Personal footnote: Even though a previous column sure sounded like something out of left field when I wrote it, I was a lot closer than I expected:

    Before Sanford's Wednesday afternoon news conference, I began to think his adventure had something much deeper at bottom. Although I would be reaching to suggest something like a meltdown from depression, that did cross my mind ... disappearing acts can be part of it. Impulsive behavior can be a part of it. Of course I'm reaching here, but events of the past few months could trigger a meltdown if Sanford was prone to such thing ...

    The drama continues, anyway. And, even though the Sanfords probably wish it was already all over, it's not going to happen any time soon. The public likes that kind of news.










    Monday, August 17, 2009

    Readers Digest applies for Chapter 11 bankruptcy; will scale back to 10 issues a year. Are we in a depression yet?
    ~ E

    PETA takes aim at chubbies, touts veg diet


    This new advertising pitch by PETA (People Eating Tasty Animals) deserves attention, and it has received some in the ultralib Huffington Post:

    Anyone wishing to achieve a hot "beach bod" is reminded that studies show that vegetarians are, on average, about 10 to 20 pounds lighter than meat-eaters ... "Trying to hide your thunder thighs and balloon belly is no day at the beach," says PETA Executive Vice President Tracy Reiman. "PETA has a free 'Vegetarian Starter Kit' for people who want to lose pounds while eating as much as they like.

    Don't think I can add much to this ... except that billboard may give me nightmares.



    90% of cash is contaminated by cocaine

    This news story is one of those that's been around so long it's growing hair. In fact, I wrote a column on it in the late 1980s.

    But enough of that. For those who missed it, here's the CNN version, circa 2009:

    "When the (ATM) machine gets contaminated, it transfers the cocaine to the other bank notes," Zuo said. These bills have fewer remnants of cocaine. Some of the dollars in his experiment had .006 micrograms, which is several thousands of times smaller than a single grain of sand ... Yuegang Zuo (a professor of chemistry at the Unversity of Mass. at Dartmouth), who spoke about his research at the national meeting of the American Chemical Society on Sunday, found that $5, $10, $20 and $50 bills were more likely to be positive for cocaine than $1 bills ... "Probably $1 is a little too less to purchase cocaine," Zuo said "I don't know exactly [why]. It's an educated guess."

    Considering how inhalable drugs are snorted, I'm still wondering the percentage of bills that have, well, snot on them. But maybe I don't want to go there.




    China has (gasp) an abundance of dogs?

    No, I don't want to know what the folks there will do with any extra household pets ...

    From ABC News:

    Raising dogs was banned under the rule of late Chinese leader Mao Zedong as a bourgeois pastime, but with China's growing affluence and pursuit of Western trends, greater numbers of middle-class families have become avid pet owners in a booming social trend ... while pampered pedigree dogs are a regular sight on the streets of major cities like Guangzhou and Beijing, the boom has spiked the number of strays as pets get abandoned. The number of public spaces getting soiled has also increased, as have the complaints from neighbors not partial to canines in crowded districts and tenement blocks ...

    OK. Can't resist. Shish-ka-bow-wow, anyone?


    Modest proposal while listening to health debate

    There's a whole lot to not like about the so-called Obamacare health care reform plan that's being cussed and discussed in D.C. and all over the country.

    Folks are put off by the horrible examples they hear about in Canada and European nations, where lifesaving procedures often end up in an infernal game show -- if the patient survives while his approvals make their way through the bureaucratic morass, he gets his operation. Others, especially older folks, are wondering what this end-of-life counseling is all about, and it's enough to scare anyone. It's this last sticking point that may send the whole thing to the showers; one can only hope.

    I haven't read the bill. Are you kidding? And I'm sure you haven't. And I'll bet your favorite Congressman or Senator hasn't either. You don't read it; you weigh it. It's more than 1,000 pages. And I've read enough government documents and House bills to know how they're presented. They're written in some off-brand variation of English, and even a person with a normal attention span (leave me out of this!) will have trouble. By page five you realize all this is beginning to sound like all adults in the old Charlie Brown TV specials: "WA wa WA wa WA!" That's when you realize, man, there's only 995 pages to go. So forget that.

    In an earlier post I dissected Obamacare in light of my own health insurance package and found the whole thing wanting. For those who haven't read it (for shame!) I expressed what national health care coverage, which is doomed to suck, might do to those private health care plans which have less of the suckiness quotient.

    I had an early red flag when the first draft of the Obama/Reid/Pelosi plan, when the American Medical Association (AMA) threw its endorsement behind the proposal. That's when I knew there was a reason for me to despise the idea.

    I mentioned how the American health care system is broken. There's little disagreement there; the only real debate involves either how bad it's broken, or who is to blame. And there are plenty of candidates for blame -- trial lawyers, insurance companies, HMO's, drug companies, or medical technology. If I was to throw blame around, the AMA would be my first and biggest target.

    Here's where the AMA comes in to the scene. They're there to insure a monopoly takes place. It doesn't matter what kind of medical care is required; there's usually a physician in the mix somewhere.

    Understand, if I needed my appendix taken out, I'm not going to go to a blacksmith. For major work done on my heart, I'm not going to go call some shade tree mechanic. But "normal" stuff -- a cold, the flu, a broken bone -- there's not a lot the doctor can really do. Prescribe an antibiotic, read your X rays, monitor your progress (as if you're too dumb to take care of yourself), and that's about it.

    Maybe my own health background (which includes enough broken bones to stock a NASCAR racing team) has something to do with it, but when I go to a doctor for anything, I'm almost never surprised by the diagnosis. Or the treatment. 

    Some years ago I separated some cartilage in my ribs, which was painful enough to catch my full attention. The doc interpreted my X rays, told me what I had, told me to take it easy (d'oh -- all these years of medical school came to that), and prescribed pain medication. A nurse or physician's assistant could have done that (except probably write the prescription, Tylenol with a blast of codeine, which I didn't even use). I developed my own flexibility and range-of-motion exercises, and oversaw my own rehab.

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    But if you hang around an emergency room long enough, you may find many medical complaints are pretty straightforward.

    According to the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services, these are the most frequent reasons patients give for emergency room visits in 2006 (these numbers are from The World Almanac):
    1 - Stomach and abdominal pain, cramps, and spasms (6.8%).
    2 - Chest pain and related symptoms (5.4%).
    3 - Fever (3.8%)

    In the 2% range: 4 - Headaches. 5 - Back symptoms. 6 - Shortness of breath. 7 - Cough. 8 - Vomiting. 9 - Pain not related to a specific body system.

    In the 1% range: 10 - Symptoms referable to throat. 11 - Lacerations and cuts, upper extremity. 12 - Nausea. 13 - Accident, not otherwise specified. 14 - Motor vehicle accident. 15 - Earache. 16 - Vertigo, dizziness. 17 - Leg symptoms. 18 - Skin rash. 19 - Unspecified type injury to head, neck, face. 20 - Low back symptoms.

    A whopping 53 percent of the emergency room visits were for reasons that were not in this top 20, so you can take these above numbers and fold/spindle/mutilate them.

    Getting to the doctor's office, the number one reason for a visit (at 7.4%) is for a general medical exam. Unspecified progress visits rank second, at 5.7%, then cough (3%).

    From there, in the 2% range, are: 4 - Postoperative visit. 5 - Routine prenatal examination. 6 - Gynecological examination. 7 - Medication, unspecified. 8 - Stomach, abdominal pain, cramps, spasms. 9 - Knee symptoms. 10 - Well-baby examination.

    In the 1% range are, in order: Back symptoms, throat problems, unspecified test results, vision, fever, hypertension, earache or ear infection, headache, skin rash, and nasal congestion. Again, 56 percent of doctor's visits don't fall in the top 20 list.

    And what's the most-prescribed drug for ambulatory patients? Analgesics, at 13.6 percent (nearly triple whatever is in the #2 slot). Analgesics. Think aspirin. Think Tylenol, plus whatever proprietary versions of the same.

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    OK. There are some real emergencies in the above list. Anything involving internal organs, chest pains, things like that are best left to the professionals. Many of the other health complaints can probably be handled just as effectively by a nurse practitioner, or a physicians' assistant. Or even someone who served as a medic or corpsman in the military.

    Here's my modest proposal: If anyone's interested in reforming health care, the way to do it would be to gut the AMA. Seriously. The way to reform health care would be to open the door so some of these others -- the PA's, the nurse practitioners, the Army medics -- can hang out their shingles and do a little medical work. By themselves they'll dispense with the bulk of medical complaints -- the colds, the "crud," the sprains and breaks. Again, probably as effectively as it's done now, but without the so-called priesthood of the medical industry running things.

    This begs the question: What sort of consumer protections are there in this scenario? My answer: As good as there are now. See, I favor a free-market approach; under this scenario the hacks and quacks will expose themselves fairly quickly. I know this doesn't exactly create nice warm feelings right away, but neither should the consumer protections that are in place now. How many doctors are out there now that should not be practicing? Granted, this consumer-protection angle is one that needs work, but it's a lot more doable -- and much more worth doing -- than a nationalized health care system.

    I'm also quite an advocate of what they call "wellness" in the industry. I try to eat well (and when you figure in the cost of double-bypass surgery, that stuff on the fast-food dollar menu becomes less of a bargain). I try to develop healthier habits, and enjoy life while I'm about it. And my daily bicycle ride does what Prozac used to do, only without the goofy side effects.

    OK, so I still need to work on this habit I have of running first, then looking ... As you can surmise, most of my own health concerns involve someone in orthopaedics, and these doctors are considered more like carpenters than physicians. Read the X ray. Align the break. Dig out screwdriver and pliers if a little bone reassembly is required. Orthopods are not really considered part of the priesthood.

    On the surface this scenario does sound like an enormous risk to the human body, but then much of the medical industry is overkill. And yeah, a lot of the procedures done seem to be more tuned to the bottom line than actual patient care. How many unnecessary surgeries are done -- particularly when an insurance company or government is footing the bill so the one buying the drinks isn't likely to complain? How many unnecessary prescriptions are dispensed, what with doctors being so in bed with the drug companies?

     So if Congress wants to do something useful, they can hash out these issues instead of this chasing the wind they're doing right now.


    Sunday, August 16, 2009

    Worth a look: You can feed your blog directly into your Twitter with twitterfeed.com - it's free.
    ~ E

    Saturday, August 15, 2009

    Will the REAL Bob Dylan turn to the left?

    Well, looking at his picture, it's understandable why Bob Dylan wasn't recognized right away. As far as anyone knew, he was just another weird old guy.

    But here's the story from CNN:

    The rock legend was stopped in July by police in Long Branch, New Jersey, who were responding to a call about a suspicious person roaming the neighborhood, police said ... according to Long Branch Police Department Sgt. Michael Ahart, Dylan had been peering into a window of a house that was for sale, which prompted a neighbor to call the police on July 23. One of two responding officers, Officer Kristie Buble, 24, approached Dylan and asked him for his name ... "she recognized the name, she just really didn't believe it was Bob Dylan."

    A personal footnote here: Back when I was driving a taxi in Johnson City, TN, one of my regular customers was named Robert Redford. A real good guy, and he looked nothing like the movie actor. You wouldn't believe the number of times he'd showed his driver's license to folks who just didn't believe him.


    Vultures go for restaurant meals -- really

    This is begging for me to say something, but I won't say it ... really!


    In June, a new "vulture restaurant" opened to provide safe food for the endangered birds — no reservations needed, but it's always a fierce fight for the flesh. Similar vulture ventures have already been successful in South Africa, India and Nepal, where one region in which a restaurant started to provide vultures with clean carcasses saw a doubling of nesting pairs in just two years, according to Bird Conservation Nepal ...

    OK. Can't resist. I'll take my roadkill medium rare, please.


    Friday, August 14, 2009

    Michael Vick's theme song in Philly: "Who Let The Dogs Out." OK. Sorry, y'all.
    ~ E

    It was just a music and arts fair

    This week we mark the 40th anniversary of the Woodstock Music And Arts Fair, the one that set the tone for and lent its name to an entire generation.

    Without a doubt Woodstock became much bigger than what it was. At bottom, it was a music festival. That's all. OK, an all-star music festival, but it sure wasn't expected to become the symbol of the freelove dopesmoking peacenik flowersniffin crawlnakedinthemud 60s.


    Absent the day's biggest commercial acts — the Beatles, the Rolling Stones and Bob Dylan declined to participate — the bill tilted toward flute bands and folkies, and they played to a crowd the size of Reno, Nev., as if they were in a coffeehouse. A lot of the rock bands, meanwhile, were stoned out of their minds. (The Grateful Dead sound foggy, even for them.) At least the Who — so enchanted with the vibe that Pete Townshend bonked a speechifying Abbie Hoffman on the head and wrote "Won't Get Fooled Again" in the concert's wake — come off as professional. Not passionate, but professional ... it's clear that no one — not the bands, the organizers or the audience — had a clue what they were supposed to be doing, and with good reason: no one had ever done it before.

    Personal footnote: No, I didn't make Woodstock, in case you ask. Hey, I was 11, and getting parental consent would have been impossible.

    Photo: Jimi Hendrix playing his guitar during his set at the Woodstock Music and Art Fair on Aug. 18, 1969. Henry Diltz / Corbis



    Cash For Clunkers needs modest proposal

    You know those folks in Wisconsin have the right idea ... rather than that wimpy "liquid glass" or whatever it is the government uses to permanently retire those clunkers, how about something a little more ... substantial?

    This is from USA Today, and you can call it a modest proposal.

    "This is pretty much a redneck car launch," said Mark Hubbard. "Don't get no better." On a beautiful Saturday afternoon last weekend, more than 300 people gathered at Moravitz Excavating to watch old cars race down a runway, launch into the air and crash into a gravel pit. It's the brainchild of Bob Moravitz. "You don't get to do this kind-of stuff very often," he said. "I mean, destruction of a car that really isn't worth nothing anyway. So let's just wreck it."

    I wonder if the people who run this Cash For Clunkers program are paying attention to this? Nahh, I doubt it.

    (Photo from KARE TV)

    Gingrich: Ways to maximize your exile

    Newt Gingrich knows a little something about being an out-of-work political figure, and he has advice for former Alaska Gov. and vice-presidential candidate Sarah Palin.


    ... she’ll need three types of speeches, some serious television face time, a credible organization and a bucket load of sheer determination ... oh, and she might want to get a place outside of Alaska, somewhere in the lower 48.
    Newt, not just a do-as-I-say type, has kept quite busy since his, uhh, semi-retirement? He's a regular on the Fox news network.

    H'mmm ... I wonder what advice he'd have for embattled S.C. Gov. Mark Sanford?





    Thursday, August 13, 2009

    Guitar, studio innovator Les Paul dies

    Les Paul, one of the first great guitar heroes, died Thursday at 94.

    Although an excellent player, Paul is better known for his work on the technical side of making music. He's considered one of the fathers of multitrack recording, a studio staple. And how can you forget the Gibson Les Paul, the solid-body guitar that bears his name?


    "Les Paul set a standard for musicianship and innovation that remains unsurpassed. He was the original guitar hero, and the kindest of souls," said Joe Satriani in a statement. "Last October I joined him onstage at the Iridium club in [New York], and he was still shredding. He was and still is an inspiration to us all." "Les Paul was a shining example of how full one's life can be, he was so vibrant and full of positive energy," said Slash in a statement ... in the 1930s and '40s, he played with the bandleader Fred Waring and several big band singers, including Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra and the Andrews Sisters, as well as with his own Les Paul Trio. In the early 1950s, he had a handful of huge hits with his then-wife, Mary Ford, such as "How High the Moon" and "Vaya Con Dios ..." His guitar style, heavily influenced by jazzman Django Reinhardt, featured lightning-quick runs and double-time rhythms.

    As far as pedigree, it doesn't get any better than Django. But check this out:

    In 1948, after being involved in a severe car accident, he asked the doctor to set his arm permanently in a guitar-playing position.

    Now, that's a musician's musician.


    August 13 is Left-Hander's Day




    As famous screwball southpaw Bill Lee (or was it Bo Belinsky?) explained it, these folks are the only ones in their right minds ...


    About those town hall meetings ...

    The debate over health care rages on, and many of our lawmakers are trying to (ahem) give the appearance that they're listening. Town Hall meetings seem to be the favorite format, but whether this is an efffective tactic or not, well, it depends on who you listen to.

    OK. Goes like this. If you can find a town hall meeting in your area, go there.

    This is according to CNN, with links intact:

    ... many town hall meetings are open to anyone. If you're interested in attending one, you're not alone. More than 70 percent of people say they are either very likely or somewhat likely to attend a town hall on health care, according to a recent CNN/Opinion Research Corp. survey. To find a meeting near you, determine who your senators and representatives are. You can find this information on the House and Senate Web sites ... some lawmakers have information about their town hall meetings clearly listed on their Web sites. Democratic Rep. Jared Polis of Colorado, for example, has an "events" section detailing the time and location of his upcoming meetings.

    Again, if there's a town hall meeting nearby and you can tear yourself from American Idol long enough, go. You may find that it's liberating to actually give a rip.

    Photo:

    Voters are confronting lawmakers with tough questions on health care at town hall meetings across the country. Photo by Getty Images, through CNN.


    Sanford tells Rotary club he's political toast

    Although he's a lame-duck governor, Mark Sanford had nothing but politcal future until two months ago.

    On Wednesday, he aired his own obituary, as reported in the Charleston Post & Courier:

    "This is truly not about Mark Sanford anymore," Sanford said Wednesday morning during a speech to the Twin City Rotary Club in Batesburg-Leesville ...

    "A lot of folks were convinced that I was running for president. My political days are over ..." Sanford apologized to the friendly crowd for letting them down.


    Tuesday, August 11, 2009

    Sanford: Travel habits not unprecedented

    Embattled South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford said today that there was nothing unprecedented or seriously out of line amid accusations he was using state planes for personal trips.

    An Associated Press investigation found that Sanford used state aircraft for personal and political trips, contrary to state law regarding official use.

    OK, he says he has a real busy life ... running the state, running a family (with four boys), running off to Argentina for a little R&R ... busy, busy, busy.

    Sanford, 49, has been under increased scrutiny since admitting in June to having a mistress in Argentina. He's vowed to stay in office and says he is trying to reconcile with his wife, who has moved out of the governor's mansion to live at the family's beach house with their sons. The governor said Tuesday the couple were not divorcing ... the governor has made a political career out of being outwardly thrifty -- known to demand that state employees use both sides of Post-It notes. He has frequently railed against government spending, and attempted for months to block federal stimulus money for South Carolina schools ... last month, the AP revealed how Sanford had flown first class and business class on commercial airlines at taxpayer expense, despite a law requiring lowest-cost travel ...


    They used to play two
























    Remember doubleheaders?

    I'm old enough that I do.

    We're talking fan-friendly baseball at its finest -- as Tom Verducci of Sports Illustrated recalls:

    It was free major league baseball. It was the scheduled doubleheader, an idea so outrageously fan friendly that every owner today -- every owner for the past 13 years -- regards it as verboten ... you paid one price, the same price you would pay for a single game, but you saw two games. In effect, the second game was free ...

    and ...

    ... something in the fabric of the game, however, was lost with the death of the doubleheader. Is there another aphorism in baseball more iconic and sweet than “Let’s play two!” -- the baseball philosophy from Mr. Cub, Ernie Banks, guaranteed to put a smile on your face?

    Productivity explained: Why your back aches

    According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics today, productuvity numbers went up significantly in the second quarter of 2009.


    To put it in ever-so-slightly less jargony terms, corporate America squeezed dramatically more output per hour out of its employees ...

    Now, that's economics broken down to plain language ...

    From the jump, Volt gets raves by GM

    GM is promising some really big things with the new Volt electric vehicle -- like some ridiculously efficient 230 miles per gallon in the city.

    And the critics are saying, yeah surrrre. But 230 mpg is a whole lot more than most automakers even fantasize.


    ... and from EcoGeek, one of the more fuzzy-wuzzy, left-leaning, tree-hugging of sites that I check out.

    GM held a triumphant press conference this morning, announcing that, using newly devised EPA methodology, its 2011 Chevy Volt will get a whopping 230 miles per gallon in city driving, by far the highest fuel efficiency rating ever. No car has ever so much as sniffed 100mpg before; the Prius gets 51 ...

    OK. The Volt still looks like a beer can. It does. And where do you stick the wind-up key?


    Monday, August 10, 2009

    Fender didn't play, but he reinvented guitar









    Happy 100th birthday to Leo Fender, who founded the Fender Instrument Manufacturing Company.

    Fender, who died in 1991, never learned how to play a guitar. Didn't matter. His creations -- particularly the Fender Stratocaster -- set the industry standard in rock and blues.


    Or, if you need more information on Fender's influence, go no farther than here: Jimi Hendrix. Eric Clapton. Bonnie Raitt. David Gilmour. Buddy Guy. Jeff Beck. Buddy Holly. Stevie Ray Vaughan. Dick Dale. And Bob Dylan, who plugged in a Strat at Newport in 1965 and totally reinvented folk and pop music.

    From Wired:

    The Fender Stratocaster is more than just an electric guitar. It is one of the great hallmarks of modern art. As an object, it has made a profound impact, becoming synonymous with the men and women who play it and the art it has been used to create ...

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    Photos: (Top) Jimi Hendrix in an outrageous moment. (Bottom) Eric Clapton on a Strat, performs his sixties classic "Crossroads" as part of ABC's "Good Morning America" summer concert series in Bryant Park, Friday, July 20, 2007, in New York. Hendrix and Clapton usually sweep the one- and two-spots in Best Guitarist Ever polls, and both used the Fender Strtatocaster as their go-to instruments.


    Saturday, August 8, 2009

    Will Obamacare dilute your health coverage?

    About the best I ever hear anyone say about his medical insurance is that it doesn't suck.

    You may love your car, your house, your computer, or your music collection, but you never hear anyone rave about his medical coverage.

    I do have medical insurance on my job, and it's the main thing that keeps me there. As I get older, such benefits become more important than they did when I was 35 years old and bulletproof. This, by the way, is a factor to consider when you hear numbers about how many uninsured there are. When you're in your 20s and 30s, you're 10 feet tall and invisible, and you may feel you don't need no steenkin' insurance.

    At 51 I'm still blessed with excellent health, and about the only time I need medical care is for a patch-up job. My insurance premiums are scandalously cheap and, while the package is being diluted somewhat with a higher deductible come Sept. 1, it's still not a bad plan. It doesn't ... well, you know.

    What I'm curious to see is what will happen to this insurance plan if this much-ballyhooed national health coverage goes into effect. And national coverage is no pipe dream either, not anymore. When the Republicans start tossing around their own ideas on that side of the aisle, you know they've capitulated. It's coming, though it'll probably be something between the extremes you've heard so far.

    No, I haven't read the text of the proposed medical reform act. Are you kidding? It's not something you actually read; you weigh it instead. Some of it is pretty scary, but that's for another column at another time. And there's the question of why the monopolistic American Medical Association -- my candidate for most of the blame in today's broken health care system -- is so in favor of Obamacare, well, that's also fodder for another cyberscace screed.

    But this attempt at a national health care system (call it Obamacare) is one of those things that will, in reality, take a broken system and hide many of its parts.

    Even the thought of a govermnent taking over something as delicate and as life-and-death as health care should be scary enough. Shoot, they had trouble administering the Cash For Clunkers program, and buying up a bunch of junked cars is comparatively simple stuff.

    Health care run by insurance companies is bad enough. Health care run by a government -- any government -- is a disaster. While outsiders laud the "progressive" systems run in Canada, Great Britian, and most of Europe, folks who live under those systems say it's not such a hot idea after all. There's no guarantee you'll get care, and often the trick in getting a crucial procedure done is in staying alive long enough to watch the whole thing go through one bureaucratic morass after another.

    In the United States, we'd essentially be reinventing Medicare and Medicaid. As if those programs are not screwed up enough already.

    Enough of that. As I mentioned, it remains to be seen what Obamacare will do to your conventional health-care plans, like the one I have through work.

    This thought came up again a couple of days ago when I heard a radio spot for WalMart. Yeah, the company does offer health insurance, and according to employees I've talked to, it does, well, you know. Call it "better than nothing" health insurance. But in this radio spot the WalMart corporation is solidly in favor of a government-based health care plan.

    OK. Here's the thinking that came from that announcement: WalMart has historically done all kinds of things to keep wages down. The company -- the world's largest, by the way -- has long been notorious for squashing any idea of unionizing its workers. If its reputation is to be believed, an employee is immediately fired if he even thinks about organizing. So -- duh! Why wouldn't the company just love to get rid of this expense of having health insurance? Hey, if the government picks up health insurance, the company won't have to.

    Take that stance and multiply it by all the companies that currently offer some form of group insurance. If that's good enough for WalMart, it's good enough for every other company out there -- including, perhaps, that little company I work for.

    I've been getting notes from my company, announcing the higher deductible. Which doesn't bother me all that much, in fact for me it's an incentive to take better care of myself and stay healthy. But the announcement came with a mail-in card giving me the ability to opt out of my coverage before the changes kick in.

    This makes me wonder about the future of -- not just my own, but most private health insurance plans. Will I find, a year down the road, that it's no longer there? Or that it does indeed ... again, never mind.