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Fuzzy math

This morning the Day devoted much of page 2 (with a teaser on page 1) to an anti-mosque (here we must be reminded that they’re not really even building a mosque) demonstration in New York City, which according to the Day (I couldn’t find the article on-line) drew “hundreds” of people.

I have often noted how the media seems to find any gathering of two or more wackos news, but ignores massive anti-war or pro-immigrant demonstrations. But isn’t this getting a little ridiculous. I will give them the benefit of the doubt and assume that hundreds means that there were a thousand people at this demonstration. Probably a stretch. The present population of New York City, according to Wolfram, is 8,364,000.00 people with the metropolitan area containing about 19 million. That means this demonstration drew .011956001913% of the city’s population, which rounds off to zero. That in a city where it’s pretty easy to get around, and anyone really interested could have showed up. New London has a population of 26,184, which means a proportionally sized demonstration in the Day’s home town, if I have my math right, would have drawn three people. Why is this news?

For reasons unfathomable, our news organizations have come around to accepting that the racists among us are a downtrodden minority. If three or more of them gather, attention must be paid with understanding and respect. If today’s press had been covering Martin Luther King they would have devoted gallons of ink to the stress and strain to which those dog handlers were exposed in Birmingham, not to mention that the March on Washington would have been totally ignored.

This may sound like carping, but this phenomenon has real life implications. The media dances to the right wing tune, covering stories that at best are trivial, at worst are inflammatory, and always are diversions from the real problems we face.


Same old song

There’s nothing new under the sun. The year is 1834 A religious structure, erected by a despised religious minority, and built too close to “sacred ground”, is attacked by an angry mob.

Full disclosure, the erudite historian (despite his use of the word “anyways”) is my son.


Time to pull together

During the primary campaign I was privileged to be a member of a Lamont google group. I don’t tend to join the conversation in these sorts of things, but I read the emails that went back and forth, sometimes at a blistering pace.

I can certainly understand that there would be a bit of residual bitterness after a hard fought primary, and I certainly, agree, on balance, that Malloy was most responsible for the nasty tone in the campaign. But, now that it’s over, it’s time for us to pull together, get behind Malloy, and concentrate our fire on Foley. The primary is over, but the group is still somewhat active, mainly carping at Malloy. So, a word to my fellow Lamont backers: it’s over, let’s forget it and get on with the job ahead.

Speaking of the primary, I wasn’t around for the last few days, and I never really read the results, which I understand were pretty horrible for Lamont, perhaps signaling that the undecideds broke heavily for Malloy. I also understand that Lamont blanketed the state with robocalls the last few days of the campaign, and I don’t think the two facts are unrelated. I hang up on all robocalls, and they irritate the hell out of me, particularly if I am interrupted in doing something more important, which is pretty much always the case. Ned’s robocalls were positive, in the sense that he was selling himself and not attacking Malloy. That, in my opinion, is a real mistake. Human nature being what it is, we tend to blame the attackee when we get a negative robocall, because that’s the name we hear. In other words, they work. When we get a positive robocall, we blame the candidate, because that’s the name we hear. In other words, they don’t work, they merely irritate. In an August primary, when people aren’t paying that much attention, they may very well decide to vote against the guy who has interrupted their life several times the previous weekend. Just a theory.


Curiouser and curiouser

My first thought upon hearing about the warrant for the arrest (followed hard upon by the dropping of the charges) of Wikileaks founder Julian Assange was “CIA”. It took me a long time to come to this sort of reflexive thinking. I remember back in the dim and distant past, the halcyon days of the sixties, thinking that all those people blaming the CIA for all kinds of things were merely indulging in paranoid conspiracy theories. Turned out that they were right on almost all counts, so I have slowly come around to their point of view, at least to the extent that I think of the CIA when something that doesn’t sound quite right pops up in the “national security” field.

Assange is a Swedish citizen, and assuming he stays in Sweden, probably beyond the jurisdiction of American criminal law, despite our recent propensity to extend jurisdiction to everyone, anywhere in the world. (Empires do that sort of thing) The Swedes were unlikely to indict him for the leaks, since he wasn’t breaking any Swedish laws, and everyone knows that the leaks caused no harm, other than exposing what everyone already knew: we are losing in Afghanistan, as we were always fated to do. If they wanted to teach Assange a lesson, they needed to get him for something the Swedes would actually prosecute.

I’m not saying I’m right about CIA involvement, but, as Alice said, the whole thing gets “curiouser and curiouser” the more it plays out.

UPDATE: I erred in saying Assange is a Swedish citizen, though he is currently residing in Sweden. He is Australian.


Friday Night video-desperation

I am in the Ludlow Vermont public library on one of the ten most beautiful days of the year. I must be crazy. I have discovered that, for reasons I can’t fathom, you cannot copy embed code at youtube when using an Ipad. I think I may have worked around it, but if this doesn’t work, accept my apologies because I can’t watch flash on this thing anyway.

I haven’t had much time to look around for good stuff, so I found this instead. It’s so cheezily bizarre that I figured I’d put it up. Some of the commenters at youtube claim it’s the first music video, which only goes to prove that the art form hasn’t progressed much. I can’t tell if this is lip synced, though I suspect it is, since I’m listening on bluetooth headphones, which, for some reason, cause the sound to be slightly out of kilter with the video. I liked this song when I was a kid, but I’m putting it up mostly because I’m running out of time and because I got such a kick out of the costumes and the whole set up. Johnny Horton singing (sort of) the Battle of New Orleans.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LsRK3DNoa_Q[/youtube]

The Filibuster Redux

One of my right wing commenters (I always have one) posted a comment in response to my recommendation that we, one and all, sign Kos’s petition to end the filibuster.

The comment was to the effect that you need 67 votes to change the filibuster rule.

Kos isn’t stupid, and if he thought you needed that many votes to change the rule, he wouldn’t bother to press for it, since it’s pretty clear that you couldn’t get a single Republican vote to change it at this time. As is usual, our right wing friend is wrong.

But the fact is, you don’t need 67 votes to change the rule. You need 51 votes, provided you take the vote at the beginning of the session. We can thank Nelson Rockefeller for that. He was Vice-President in 1975. More importantly, he was president of the Senate at that time, and in that capacity he ruled that it took only a majority of votes to change the rules at the beginning of a session. The filibuster was in danger at that point, because it took 67 votes to break one, and his ruling could have spelled the end of the filibuster at that time. The Senate compromised, and passed a new rule requiring 60 votes to break a filibuster, but Rockefeller’s ruling stood, meaning that in January of 2011 the Senate could, be a mere majority of Senators, change its rules again.

I am beating this dead horse simply because it’s such an important issue, and everyone on our side should know the facts.

End the Filibuster

Sign Kos’s Petition.

Saying the right thing

I haven’t hesitated to criticize Obama, so it’s only fair that I take note when he does something right. It was good to hear about his statements about the New York Muslim Cultural Center. Being sort of out of circulation, I heard about them somewhat belatedly, and by the time I find an internet connection to post this, his remarks will be several days old, but I can’t let the occasion pass, since it’s so refreshing to see a president defend the Constitution, particularly the good bits. They all seem eager to defend unwritten presidential prerogatives, but it’s always different when mere core constitutional values are at stake.

I read somewhere, can’t remember where, that any president would have had to take the same position that Obama did, since the constitutional question here isn’t even close. You would like to think that’s true, but recall what happened when the Supreme Court ruled that flag burning was protected speech. Bush Sr. led the charge for a constitutional amendment. What was scary about that, beyond the fact that the amendment almost passed the Senate, was the fact that a constitutional question that should not even have been close was decided on a 5 to 4 vote.

From what I gather, there has been some parsing of Obama’s statements because he defended the right of the Muslims to build their facility without taking a position on the advisability of their doing so. Apparently some folks can’t see the distinction. It’s not really his business to decide whether the exercise of a constitutional right is a good or bad thing under any particular set of circumstances; it is his business to defend the right of a person, or in this case a group, to exercise their rights no matter the circumstances. I share Obama’s position, albeit, I’m sure, for different reasons. I look forward to the day when churches, synagogues, temples and mosques throughout this land will close for lack of sufficient numbers of dupes to fill the pews. A forlorn hope, I know, in this land of dupes. But there is no inconsistency in my saying, at the same time, that every dupe should have equal rights with every other dupe, until the hoped for day of deliverance comes. Nor is it inconsistent for Obama to stick up for the Muslims in New York without taking a position favoring or disfavoring construction.

So good for Obama. It would be ever so nice if he would start making principled statements a habit, and even nicer if he would follow up with deeds. For instance, there’s that little matter of Guantanamo.

Friday Night Music-Early Edition

Since I probably won’t have internet access again today, this is going up early.

Originally I intended to find a good version of Moonlight in Vermont, but the only actual video I could find (as opposed to music with a picture of the artist) was by Frank Sinatra. I realize he was immensely talented, but I’ve never liked the guy, so I was loathe to post anything with him in it.

Then it occurred to me that Phish is from Vermont. Luckily, my son is here as I wasn’t sure what would be a good selection. He suggested Bouncing Around the Room. This version appears to get cut off a bit too soon near the end, but the audio and video quality are both good.


Vermont miscellany

I don’t know whether this is a blessing or a curse, but we are rather cut off from the outside world up here in Vermont. We have to go out of our way to get access to the internet, and consequently are having a hard time keeping up with what’s going on in the rest of the world. If all goes as planned this will be posted from the Ludlow Public Library, assuming their wireless is working.

Since I don’t know what’s going on out there, all I’m going to do is post some pictures, so if you’re looking for biting political commentary, look elsewhere for awhile. I’ll be back in full rant mode in a couple of weeks.

This is a view from the road that passes the Calvin Coolidge Homestead in Plymouth, VT. I took this while I was riding my bicycle to the Long Trail Brewery in Bridgewater Corners, where I met my spouse and our guests. Every year I wonder if this will be the year that the 15% grade from Route 100 to this point will prove to much for me. I’m proud to report that I made it once again, despite the horrible condition of the road surface, which adds immeasurably to the difficulty, not to mention agony, of the ascent. From this point it’s all downhill to the brewery.

We go to the brewery for the free wireless, beer, and food in that order. Unfortunately, this year they decided to make you jump through hoops to connect to the net. We never managed to connect my wife’s computer. The place offers a number of amenities. For instance, while we were relaxing at the outdoor tables, the kids in our party could spend their time wading in the river nearby.

Now for something completely different. My son and his girlfriend just returned from Uganda. She was there for about six weeks interning with a UN Food program. He was there visiting her, for the last two weeks of her stay. He brought this back for my wife. It’s about 4 feet by 3, and I’ve christened it Obama’s Birth Certificate. I don’t know what the legend in Swahili means, and now that I’m actually here at the library, I’ve been unable to access a Swahili translator.

Needless to say they are proud of Obama in Africa. My son’s girlfriend says that when the Ugandans see someone who they recognize as an American they greet them with “Obama, Obama!”

Yesterday we went to Jamaica State Park, where there is a nice flat hiking trail that runs along an abandoned railroad bed, which itself runs alongside a river. When we got there we saw these folks, conducting an archaeological dig next to the ladies room.

Turns out the state is about to install a new septic system, and both federal and state law required an archaeological survey before construction could be done. This survey struck gold, in the form of a treasure trove of Native American artifacts, as the very friendly archeologist explained to us. Here’s an arrowhead that I believe he said was about 3,000 years old.

He told us that nowadays they do not clean the artifacts, because they can now try to find DNA in blood traces on them to determine what, if anything, they were used to kill.

We noticed a number of striking looking fungi along the path.

Finally, some views of the river.