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Ahhh Vermont!

Where else but Vermont.

There is a dirt road from Weston (of the Vermont Country Store) to Landgrove, one of the most beautiful settings in Vermont. I have tried many times, and failed each time, to take a photograph that captures the beauty of the mountain valley at Landgrove. Only a painter could do it justice.

On the road to Landgrove, on the right, is this beautiful barn and the associated farm.

On the left hand (how appropriate) side of the road is a field that I assume is part of this farm. The farmers in Vermont harvest their hay (I assume it’s hay, but what do I know?), roll it up and store it in plastic wrap. Normally, the wrap is plain white, but not at this farm, as you can see from this picture.

Now, look closely at a few:

Farm country, but definitely not Kansas.

I love Vermont


No, we can’t

In deference to my wife, who retains her fierce loyalty to Obama, I confess that I’ve been somewhat detached the last few days, lacking 24 hour a day access to the internet. Nonetheless, I can’t help but feel that real health care reform is slipping away, with the Obama administration sending, at best, mixed signals about its intentions with respect to the public option:

The White House has indicated that it could accept a nonprofit health care cooperative as an alternative to a new government insurance plan, originally favored by President Obama. But the co-op idea is so ill defined that no one knows exactly what it would look like or how effectively it would compete with commercial insurers.

What is certain is that, as a substitute for a government plan, the co-op concept disappoints many liberals and stirs little enthusiasm among insurers or Republican lawmakers.

The cooperative are the brain child (if they can be dignified with that adjective) of Kent Conrad, who, along with Max Baucus appears to be determined to derail health care reform.

Bearing in mind that the public option is, itself, a poor substitute for single-payer, it fairly boggles the mind that the White House may be prepared to back it. It is not at all clear what the White House gains by that approach, other than a photo-op. A bad bill will not attract Republican votes, but it will fail, thus validating the Republican claim that the government can’t do health care. The cooperatives are pretty much universally acknowledged to be design-to-fail institutions.

I stand by my position that George Bush was the worst president in American history, but that doesn’t mean he was not a successful president. He never had the majorities Obama has, and yet he got everything he ever wanted, with the single exception of social security destruction. He cowed the Democrats and he enforced unity among the Republicans. He never compromised, and he certainly never felt a few token Democratic votes were worth substantive compromises.

Obama ran for offices telling us “Yes, we can”, but he has too taken a “no, we actually can’t unless the Republicans and a few asshole Democrats let us” approach. I am personally clinging to the hope that Obama has some sort of long term strategy here, but I confess it’s looking like a vain hope. The pointless desire to get a few Republican votes, the fact that, as Paul Krugman said, the Obama people “still can’t wrap their minds around the fact that things like this can happen to people who aren’t named Clinton, as if they keep expecting the nonsense to just go away”, the failure to promote a plan that people can understand and rally behind, all bespeak an administration that has little capacity to either understand what it is up against or capably lead its own troops. The other side has “death panels” to oppose, but what do we have to support? How enthusiastic can you get about a plan that promises to, at best, ameliorate the worst excesses of the system, or, at worst, become a Christmas tree for the drug and insurance industry?

This is what comes from fashioning your opening bid as something that you believe can be sold to an opposition that you should know will inevitably oppose anything you do. Had he started with single payer, he could have compromised down to a public option. How hard could it have been for him to realize that neither the Republicans nor the insurance companies would have gone with his opening offer, no matter how reasonable. How hard to see that advancing a confusing plan, just like Clinton did, gives our enemies a chance to confuse while making it impossible for your friends to explain. How much simpler would our job be if we were defending “Medicare for all”? That’s a program everyone understands, even the idiots attacking the public option while insisting that their Medicare be protected.

I understand that there are hopeful signs out there. Pelosi is standing by the public option, and Jay Rockefeller, of all people, is insisting on it. Maybe this is all part of a subtle Obama plan. If it all works out in the end I’ll be mightily impressed, but it really is beginning to look like this administration’s motto is “No, we can’t”.


Local News

We in Groton and its environs will have a chance to show our support for Health Care Reform on Sunday, the 23rd. There will be a Hands Across SE CT for Health Care event, involving a human chain over the Gold Star Bridge. You can sign up for the Hands Across Southeastern Connecticut for Health Care at http://my.barackobama.com/page/event/detail/gpfccq

We will meet at 2 PM at the corner of Williams Street & Rte. 32, near the Coast Guard Academy. The “chain” is then supposed to form and be across the bridge from 3-4 PM.

In other local news, the Groton Democrats now have a Headquarters for the election. It is located in the front of the Groton Shopping Plaza. The address is 780 Long Hill Road. We will have an “Opening Gala” as soon as we can organize it.

Thanks to Betsy Moukawsher for keeping me posted while I’ve been up here in the hinterlands.


Another Vermont mystery.

Just about every summer my wife and I make a point of going to Pawlet Vermont, to see whose picture adorns the home of an artist that lives by the dam there. Judging by my pictures, we didn’t make it last year, so I don’t know who was up there, but I was betting Barack would make it this year, assuming he wasn’t up there last year. In the past, the images have been of iconic individuals. Two years ago it was Willie Nelson.

A few years before that, another recognizable face.

I think the artist told us that Hillary Clinton made it one year. I don’t think it would have been hard to recognize her.

So imagine my chagrin this year when I saw this face.

I have no idea who this is. Is she an icon? The place didn’t seem open for business, so there was no one to ask. Now, there are two possibilities. First, this is a well known person of some sort that I do not recognize. Second, this year he went with someone he knew personally. Anyone have any idea who it is?


More from the great state of Vermont

I am once again writing from the Long Trail Brewery, which features great beer and free Wi-Fi. I am blissfully unaware of everything going on in the wide world, with the single exception of the fact that there is a “death panel” debate going on, which is so stupid that I confess I lack the ability to mock it or the interest to discuss it.

So, once again, I present some pictures of Vermont.These animals are not refugees from a Dr. Seuss book, though they certainly appear to be his artistic inspiration. They are, in fact, Alpacas. I am informed by a reliable source that a studly male goes for a princely sum. Their wool is unbelievably soft and warm.

I took a bicycle ride today of approximately 35 miles. It began and ended at our rented house. The first 20 miles or so trend downhill, as is illustrated by this view of the river that runs along route 131.

But, as any seasoned cyclist knows, a round trip means you pay for every downhill. In this case the uphill is on the road from Felchville to Tyson. Felchville appears to be a mythical place. There is a sign in Tyson telling you that it is 10 miles away, but when you get there it is Reading, where there is another sign telling you that, should you reverse direction, you’re 10 miles from Tyson.

Anyway, the road from Felchville to Tyson ascends a ridge for approximately 7.5 of those 10 miles.

Here I must pause and ask why we cyclists inflict such pain on ourselves. There are portions of this road that ascend at a 15 degree rise, at the very least. But, all things must pass, and this is the sight that greeted me when I reached the point which is (save a few negligible climbs amid the downhill ride) the end of the agony. No one can convince me that these faces weren’t put there by a cyclist.


Horticultural Question

A few weeks ago I posted a picture of a stunned bird, and was surprised to find that the post attracted comments from people who quite obviously knew what they were talking about. The probable cause of the little bird’s problem, as well as its species, was quickly identified. So, here’s another challenge.

We were walking along a dirt road here in Vermont when I chanced to see this clump of vegetation about 20 feet from the road. It is ghostly white. This cluster was the only one in sight. Anyone have any idea what it is?


Ready to serve

Since we left for Vermont, Sarah Palin has spoken out about Obama’s death panels. You know, those are the boards that will sentence your granny to death, should the cost of her health care prove too high. Well, we here in Vermont are ready to serve. We’ve already heard a few trial cases, and have delivered some verdicts.


Sunday in Vermont (even though it’s now Wednesday)

As I write this, I have no idea when I will get close to an internet connection. I last posted from Long Trail Brewery, in Bridgewater Corners, Vermont. It was a bit hectic, and I had already fallen somewhat under the influence of their delightful brews. (Try the sampler, if you ever make it to the brewery).

It’s now Sunday evening, or at least it was Sunday as the keys were pressed when this was written. I don’t know when it will be posted. When I got up this morning the sky was blue and I got into my kayak as the mist, which is always thick in the morning, had mostly risen off the lake. This picture, taken from the kayak, illustrates the perfect stillness at that point in the morning.

You can rotate it 180 degrees and it almost looks the same.

And here’s a picture that illustrates the way the tourists are played to perfection here in the Green Mountain State.

This is Singleton’s Market in Proctorsville, Vermont. You can, in fact, purchase Whiskey, Guns and Ammo (sounds like the title of a Warren Zevon song, doesn’t it) at Singleton’s. You can also purchase $50.00 bottles of port or wine, sundry types of infused balsamic vinegars, marinated meats and other gourmet treats. Singleton’s knows its customer base.

We actually went because the little boy in our company was looking for a slingshot. Singleton’s sells a pro model for $12.95. He eventually opted for a different model from the Vermont Country Store, a decision that soon proved unwise, as it fell apart almost immediately. I got a wool jacket, made right here in Vermont at the Johnson’s Mills.


Hello from Vermont

At the moment I’m at the Long Trail Brewery (featuring free Wi-Fi), drinking Belgian White. Having no idea what is going on out there, I will decline from attempting any political comment. I do understand from my wife’s Iphone (my Blackberry is even more useless up here than in Connecticut) that, after a gorgeous day yesterday, we are looking at days of cloudy weather, but I’m not about to let that get me down.

I’m going to confine myself to posting one picture, and shut this down. This is a shot from the dock by our house, looking, basically, straight down. In other words, it’s a reflection of a tree.

It’s quite likely I’ll be inflicting very little on my hapless readers in the coming days, as my access to news is blessedly rather limited, as is, more unfortunately, my access to the internet.


Friday Night Music-Vermont Bound

Tomorrow we are off on our annual sojourn to Vermont, so I thought I’d post something with a Vermont theme.

The only song I could think of was Moonlight in Vermont. Unfortunately, Willie Nelson’s version, which was the first I ever heard and a great rendition, is not available as a video, nor is Ray Charles’, which sounds great. I’m not a big Sinatra fan, but this version with Ella Fitzgerald, is definitely the best video of the song that I could find on youtube.

In keeping with the Vermont theme it occurred to me that a Phish performance would be appropriate, considering that they’re a Vermont band. As you might imagine, there is no shortage of Phish stuff on line. The problem is that I was never a big Phish fan, though you’d never know it judging by my inbox. I made the mistake of downloading something from their website at some point, and have ever since been getting almost daily emails. The point is, I have no idea which of their songs is a greatest hit, and which is merely an album filler. I picked this one, Bouncing around the Room, because there were so many versions of it available. This one was filmed here in Connecticut, on April 29, 1990 at the Woodbury Ski & Raquet Club.