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Ipad-First Impressions

This is a bit late of course. The Ipad is so last week. Mine arrived with the first batch delivered, but I was away so I didn’t get to play with it until yesterday. It’s not an original observation, but I’ll make it anyway: it’s great at providing content, but the jury is still out on whether you can use it effectively to create anything. It’s pretty difficult, for instance, to create a blog post, at least using WordPress in Safari, and it’s not possible to add picture to a post at all. At least for the present, there is no way to navigate through the file structure to, for instance, get a photo to insert.

The on screen keyboard takes some getting used to. I’m not sure if it’s really feasible to use it for serious typing, primarily because the screen is so touch sensitive than it’s difficult to avoid “hitting” keys by accident.

All that being said, the thing is great for surfing the web, reading and responding to email, watching movies, and, yes, reading books. There’s a huge number of free books (classics, etc. ) available, by the way. It would have been perfect to bring on our recent vacation, in lieu of a computer. It’s also great for draining your wallet a few dollars at a time, though I have taken a vow that (after just one more) I won’t be downloading any more paid apps at least through the weekend.


A few pictures from our Nation’s Capital

Some picture taken Thursday, the one full day we spent in DC. Since pretty much everyone has seen the major landmarks, I’ll stay away from those, and in fact, we stayed away from the physically as well. We went to the Natural History Museum to see what turned out to be rather disappointing exhibit on Darwin. Elsewhere in the museum I was struck by this, a 35,000 year old sculpture. It’s age alone is rather awe inspiring:

Next door to the museum is the sculpture garden. I don’t know if the sculptures there are permanent or temporary exhibits. Many of them are whimsical. Among my favorites:

Lastly, what looks like a naked Uncle Wiggily pondering the idiocy swirling around him at the Imperial Capital.

We did make one foray into a souvenir shop. Normally these shops make an effort to be bi-partisan, but we chanced to stumble on one that made no such pretensions.

No “Don’t blame me, I voted for McCain” shirts here. The only Republican in sight was on a deck of cards featuring a cross-dressing George Bush.


Ted Mann does it again

Best reporter in the state.


Confederate History Month

Now I know how John Stewart or Stephen Colbert must feel when all kinds of crazy things happen while they’re on vacation. Of course, politics being what they are in this nation, at this time, just about any week you pick is chock full of events proving beyond doubt that we are a nation infested with lots of crazy people in high places.

One of the latest examples is the governor of Virginia’s attempt to reinstate a hallowed Virginia tradition: Confederate History Month. One would think that after George Allen had his macaca moment, Virginia Republicans would have learned that times have changed a bit since 1964 and that even covert appeals to racism might no longer be politically astute moves, at least outside of the Deep South, where racism still appears to be a winning strategy. It’s interesting that these politicians still try to perpetuate the myth that the Civil War was about more than just slavery. It is surprising how these myths can have such staying power when one really need only go back to what was actually being said at the time to demolish them. Witness this brilliant post by my second born here (picked up by TAP, no less) which presents some pertinent quotes from the various declarations of secession. There’s also an interesting discussion here of the Confederate Constitution, the authors of which seemed quite obsessed with preserving the South’s way of life through eternity. A noble document indeed.
There are a lot of what-ifs in history, and there’s been no end of speculation about what would have happened had the South won, or simply been allowed to secede. My own opinion is that we in the North would probably have benefitted tremendously, had we simply let them go, since the cultural drag that the South has been (Southerners have wielded disproportionate political power for a number of reasons, e.g., control of chairmanships, group think, etc.) on this country has deprived us of the ability to keep pace with enlightened regions of the world, though they likely would have made common cause with Nazi Germany, which might have been inconvenient. Without them we’d probably have universal health care and a whole lot more. Judging by the sections of their constitution quoted in the article I’ve linked to, the South itself would have become a third world nation, if it managed to stay together at all. Just as an example, their constitution forbade the Confederate government from “appropriat[ing] money for any internal improvement intended to facilitate commerce”. No highway system, no effective rail system, etc. It would have been a reactionary government in the extreme, founded on economic and political theory that was outmoded when it was written, though, crazy as it sounds, it is the same theory the Republicans are trotting out to have the health care law declared unconstitutional.


New toy

This post written on my new Ipad, which I’ve been playing with for the past few hours. Back to serious business tomorrow.

Philosophical question

In the land of the batshit crazy, is the merely half insane man king?

(Only in America is it news when a politician tells his supporters that the other side is not composed of demons. )


Greetings from North Carolina

As I threatened or promised (take your pick) on Friday, this week will be given over to pictures, since I’m on vacation and sort of cut off from the world, although I did get the story that the Red Sox beat the hated ones, and John McCain was never a maverick and not only that, never said he was. Look for Wolf Blitzer and the gang to buy right into that.

Anyway, we spent most of Saturday and Sunday on Amtrak, with a brief stopover in DC. I didn’t take any pictures there, but herewith some pictures of our present location, Fayetteville, North Carolina, where we are visiting my brother in law, who lives in nearby Hope Mills.

This, I am told, is military country, as the local economy is dependent on a nearby military base. I didn’t see any more sign of it than I see of the sub base presence in Groton, but then, I’ve only been here for a day. Downtown Fayetteville certainly compares favorably to downtown New London (it actually has a bookstore, which doesn’t sell porn), and it was a pleasure sitting outside at an outdoor cafe to eat, something that is perhaps still a few weeks away in our neck of the woods.

Below is a picture from the Cape Fear Botanical Gardens. Fayetteville is inland, but the Cape Fear river, which runs through it, drains into (no surprise here) Cape Fear.

This is downtown Fayetteville. The building in the middle is the old market which, unfortunately, is no longer used for that purpose (or so I am informed).

No pictures of the South taken by a Yankee would be complete without some proof that this is in many respects a foreign country. Let’s start off slow with this, a picture from an exhibition of high school art, much of which was quite good, by the way. Is this patriotic, or sacrilegious? Maybe it depends on whose ass sits on the Stars and Stripes.

Proof that paranoia is alive and well down here:

The gun merchants must have been overjoyed when Obama was elected. It’s been a bonanza for them.

Lastly, as it was Easter, this sign informing us that it changed everything, just like 9/11.

Another church sign, which we weren’t quick enough to stop for, proclaimed that Jesus had changed the world with two boards and 3 nails. Thank God (or the Roman system of justice) they didn’t hang the man; people would be wearing nooses around their necks. No matter where you stand around here, there’s a Church within spitting distance, one of the reasons there really is no long range hope for this country. Just by way of contrast, here is a picture I took in Boston that I meant to post last week.

We’ll be spending one more day in this God drenched land, and then return to Washington, where many pay him tribute, but no one really believes in him.


Friday Night Music

This being Good Friday I was once again toying with the idea of posting “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life” from The Life of Brian. However, starting with that song, I began playing the links on youtube. I can’t begin to reconstruct the stream of consciousness that led me to this, but I thought it was great, so Monty Python, as well as any religious reference (snarky or otherwise) will have to wait until next year.

There are probably a thousand versions of the House of the Rising Sun out there, but I think you’d have a hard time finding one better than this version by Odetta.

Speaking of the rising sun, shortly after it rises tomorrow my wife and I will be hitting the road for a weeks vacation to visit our son in DC and my wife’s brother in North Carolina. We just found out that the train we were supposed to take from New London is cancelled, so we have to leave early for New Haven to get a substitute. For the next week or so this blog will probably be non-political. I’ll probably be posting pictures and little else.


Drinking Liberally-the Hangover Report

Last night we had a two-fer at Drinking Liberally. Kevin Lembo joined us at around 6:30 and left around 8:15. Denise Merrill joined us a few minutes later and stayed until after 10:00.

Lembo does the near impossible: he makes a compelling case for running for the office of Lieutenant Governor. As reported here earlier, he has been endorsed by the GDTC and is apparently picking up individual commitments state wide.

Now, an aside. Below a picture of each, with state Reps Betsy Ritter and Elissa Wright. Taking pictures of politicians is an entirely different experience than taking snaps of ordinary people. With a group of three such as this someone is usually bound to have their eyes closed, or their mouth open and looking ridiculous, etc. With politicians that never happens. They always seem to be able to smile directly at the camera. I was speculating to my wife this morning that maybe there is some sort of gene for that talent associated with the gene that predisposes people to be politicians.

Now, getting back to the politicians. Denise Merrill was on the verge of getting an official CTBlue endorsement, but she may have blown it when, to my shock and chagrin, she rejected my idea for a JJB Dinner goody bag (dark chocolate covered almonds, if I recall correctly) and said she was going to commit the cardinal sin of diverting the funds she would otherwise use for these small scale bribes to some charitable organization with a suspiciously Catholic sounding name. Well, naturally I was taken aback, shocked in fact. Here she was, shamelessly admitting to an intent to break with sacred tradition just to accomplish something worthwhile. What if every politician did that?

Speaking of the JJB Dinner, we liberal drinkers will have a whole table at the dinner, stocked exclusively with DL regulars.


Best comment ever?

Yesterday, for reasons both too complicated and boring to explain, one of my posts, without my knowledge, ended up being posted twice. The subject of the post was Obama’s repetition on the energy front of the search for “bi-partisanship” that worked out so well (snark) on the health care front. So the post was repetitive and about repetition.

The comment reads: “Deja Vu all over again”.

True and true.

By the way, my wife points out that there may have been method in Obama’s oil drilling madness. He may have given up less than meets the eye, and he made sure that the oil story was the top story of the day, knowing full well that both the press and the Republicans (and me too, I guess) will always concentrate on whatever they are hand fed. Meanwhile, he announced (in a far less public way) stringent new mileage standards, which have real impact. The hounds, Republicans and press alike, were following the wrong scent, and so the truly significant move went unnoticed and uncriticized.