Saturday, July 9, 2011

Quantitative Easing & Bank Bailouts
I hear "the Ben Ber-nank" has decided to forego a Qe3. For historical detail refer to link above.
and in language us taxpayers can grasp, here's a video on "The Bank Bailouts," with "the Geefner" and "2+2=pink"


Thursday, July 7, 2011

Tower of Babel
A very interesting article and video addressing a sustained attack on nationhood, American values, and religion, that reaches back to the beginning of the 20th century.  Particularly of note is the involvement of the Rockefeller family, and more specifically, the Rockefeller Foundation, in this campaign, clear through to today.

It is well worth your attention.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Industry standards and the value of knowing one's ancestry

A friend sent me the following article on industry standards. The article is someone else's; the picture is mine.

Everyone has their own interpretation of what the article means. My interpretation? -- we are tightly connected to generations that came before us and to those that will follow.

Standards Used in Developing American Technologies

The US standard railroad gauge (distance between the rails) is 4 feet, 8.5 inches. That's an exceedingly odd number.

Why was that gauge used? Because that's the way they built them in England, and English expatriates built the US railroads.

Why did the English build them like that? Because the first rail lines were built by the same people who built the pre-railroad tramways, and that's the gauge they used.

Why did they use that gauge then? Because the people who built the tramways used the same jigs and tools that they used for building wagons, which used that wheel spacing.

Okay! Why did the wagons have that particular odd wheel spacing? Well, if they tried to use any other spacing, the wagon wheels would break on some of the old, long distance roads in England, because that's the spacing of the wheel ruts.

So who built those old rutted roads? Imperial Rome built the first long distance roads in Europe (and England) for their legions. The roads have been used ever since.

What about the ruts in those roads? Roman war chariots formed the initial ruts, which everyone else had to match for fear of destroying their wagon wheels. Since the chariots were made for Imperial Rome, they were all alike in the matter of wheel spacing. The United States standard railroad gauge of 4 feet, 8.5 inches is derived from the original specifications for an Imperial Roman war chariot.

So the next time you are handed a spec and told we have always done it that way, it's because the Imperial Roman war chariots were made just wide enough to accommodate the back ends of two war horses.

Now the twist to the story...

When you see a Space Shuttle sitting on its launch pad, there are two big booster rockets attached to the sides of the main fuel tank. These are solid rocket boosters (SRB).

Thiokol, at their factory in Utah, makes the SRBs. The engineers who designed the SRBs would have preferred to make them a bit wider, but the SRBs had to be shipped by train from the factory to the launch site. The railroad line from the factory happens to run through a tunnel in the mountains. The SRBs had to fit through that tunnel. The tunnel is slightly wider than the railroad track, and the railroad track, as you now know, is about as wide as two horses' behinds.

So, a major Space Shuttle design feature, of what is arguably the world's most advanced transportation system, was determined over two thousand years ago by the width of a horse's ass!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Israeli PM Benjamin Netanyahu Addresses Jt Session of Congress

An address for the ages. The Right Scoop Website ( posted the full video and text of Israel Prime Mininister Netanyahu's May 24 speech before the Joint Session of the US Congress.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

I remember my mother ...

I remember my mother --
how beautiful she was ... she was prettier than any other mother;
how I loved to wear her sunglasses;
how she always kept it together when catastrophe came.
I remember, like it was yesterday, when she sternly reprimanded me for gossiping about a school friend's moral lapse.
I remember her potatoes and onions smothered in butter, wrapped in tinfoil and cooked on the grill.
I remember when she took me to the very 1st pizza parlour to come to our small town: I'd never even heard of pizza before.
I acquired my love of soft-serve ice cream from my mother. She announced one evening that there was a new "frozen custard" stand just outside of town. None of us had ever heard of "frozen custard" and when I heard it was called "frozen custard" I vowed never to eat such a thing. But it became a family summer ritual to take cool evening drives around Conneaut Lake PA, and for each person to get their own "frozen custard."
I remember my mother when she regularly drove 80 mph and how proud I was of her that she wasn't wimpy like the other mothers. I also remember the night the police car flashed their lights at my mother to stop, and when I went to turn around and look she said, "Don't look at him; he'll go away."
And I remember my mother, even at the end, in the hospital, stuck through with tubes and unable to talk, and the nurse that decided to do some procedure on her that she didn't want done. She shot that nurse such a look of rage and attack that the nurse never again put her head thru the door.
I got my strength from my mother and I miss her every day for that. I am such an inadequate duplicate of that strength.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

some lilies and a couple of words for Easter

On this Easter I give you beautiful lilies and an excerpt from Pope Benedict XVI Easter Vigil homily: "We must turn ever anew towards him who is the Way, the Truth and the Life. We must be converted ever anew, turning with our whole life towards the Lord. And ever anew we must allow our hearts to be withdrawn from the force of gravity, which pulls them down, and inwardly we must raise them high: in truth and love. At this hour, let us thank the Lord ...."

Friday, February 18, 2011

I think what's really needed is for Spring to arrive

Some correspondence to the National Budget ...

Nothing left;
almost out of residuals;
running on fumes;
coming up empty ...
that's me

Every so often I get here.
don't know how I get here
'cause I can't identify the fuel
out of which I function.

The refill tank
always seems to be on the
wrong side of the car.

Using excel spreadsheets
to identify fuels is  useless;
a pattern of checks,
distributed down yes/no columns  --
a waste of time;
or picking 1-10, where
1 = strongly dislike and 10 ...
well, we all know what 10 is.

The problem  with spreadsheets
is that coming to a valid conclusion
requires that
answers be  weighted,
and after all these years
I still haven't discovered
my own personal weighting system.

For now I think I'll
read a book (equivalent to Congressional Commissions),
run a nightly search for
the best mobile tablet to buy,
look with satisfaction
on a back porch
completely devoid of snow,
where just 3 days ago the snow was
3 feet deep.

What I won't do
is talk to anyone
or pay any attention to
what, ordinarily, others would call
"my responsibilities".

I might even go so far as to
pull down the blinds..

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Rumors of War--a documentary: we need to stop being stupid

 Mahmoud Ahmadinejad Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad addresses the Millennium Development Goals summit on September 21, 2010 in New York City. Approximately 140 world leaders will attend the Millennium Development Goals summit, a three-day conference on ending global poverty, hunger and disease within the next five years. This week will also see the annual United Nations General Assembly convene.

He's telling us what he plans to do ... eliminate the Jews and annihilate the United States.  Why don't we believe him?

England's Neville Chamberlain discounted Hitler; are we doing the same with Iran's Ahmadinejad. Glenn Beck's documentary, Rumors of War, bears attention.  If we are to govern ourselves we need to educate ourselves.

Monday, January 3, 2011

a place wherein to rest ...

reminiscent of stained glass, lack of guile, simple pleasures ... a picture to heal the soul.

credit for the photo capture goes to parents; the edits you can blame on me.
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