Web Log Archive, April 16th through April 29th, 2006

Saturday, April 29th, 2006

Guess who...from the Look Who's Talking Department:
 "I think people who want to be a citizen (sic) of this country ought to learn English."
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I, personally, do not know anyone whose life is so blessed that he or she has the leisure to give a rat's glute, one way or the other, about in what language our National Anthem is sung (or even about if it is sung)!

Friday, April 28th, 2006       Happy Birthday, Gail!

CNN has run a couple of columns (and taken a poll or two) as to what are the 'worst songs of all time'. Interesting.
At first, Bobby Goldsboro's '
Honey' (a worthy contender from 1968) was the chart-topper. But as more votes rolled in, a clear winner has emerged: it is Paul Anka's 'Having My Baby', from 1974. Ah...but I don't agree! I actually like that tune!
My votes would go to any of three or four tunes from Paul McCartney (like '
Wonderful Christmas Time') and to any of thirty or forty tunes from The Carpenters (like 'Only Yesterday' and 'Top of The World'). [And 'Horse With No Name', by America, is certainly deserving of the many votes that it garnered.]
But anyone who thinks that the much-dissed-in-this-poll '
Billy, Don't Be a Hero' (with its ending line, "I heard she threw that letter away...") is not a magnum pop opus is gonna have to explain to me why! ;-)

Thursday, April 27th, 2006

After more than twenty years of being a computer fiend---seventeen of which have involved hundreds (maybe thousands) of mouse clicks daily, I have pulled up with the dreaded so-called Carpal Tunnel Syndrome (CTS) in my right paw. This is a condition characterized by interference with the so-called Median Nerve as it passes through the so-called Carpal Tunnel in the wrist. This 'tunnel' has two walls: one made of bone and the other of ligament. If this passageway narrows or if the nerve itself becomes inflamed, then symptoms of tingling and numbness ensue. Mine is in an early stage and so I'm hopeful that the symptoms can be mitigated by some so-called ergonomic adjustments (like a different type of mouse...or a trackball). My Evoluent Mouse is now on order. While I wait for it, I am mouse-ing with my left hand. It's slower...but it works...until CTS develops on that side.

If CTS is allowed to worsen, then hand strength may be lost and pain may radiate up the arm and even all the way to where the nerve enters the spine at the neck. This is a reminder that our nervous system bears a superficial resemblance to the wiring harness of an automobile. All our nerves connect, sooner or later, to our brain. All of our sensations of this world are between our ears. 


Wednesday, April 26th, 2006

Brother, Can You Spare A Dime is a veritable masterpiece...rich in lyric, harmonic and rhythmic detail. Written in 1932 (and later called the "anthem of the Great Depression"), it surely holds a (call it) 'special' (yeah...unique, even) place in American pop music. It is said that members of the Herbert Hoover Administration regarded the song as pro-Communist propaganda and tried to have it banned from its stage play ('Americana') and dropped from radio play-lists. 
The music was written by Jay Gorney, who was born in 1896 in Russia and came to the US with his family in 1902. He lived to be ninety-three and had a flourishing career in both live theater productions and motion pictures until he was blacklisted in 1955 by the
House Committee on Un-American Activities. "Friends remember Gorney as a gentle man who was kind and respectful to everyone, but especially to children."
Gorney's lyricist, E.Y Harburg, also lived a long and colorful life (cut short in 1981 by an automobile accident). A high school classmate of Ira Gershwin, Harburg wrote the words to such classics as '
April In Paris', 'It's Only A Paper Moon' and 'Over The Rainbow'! 


Old Friends Department: just heard from Paul Zaro. He's even older than I am...though not by much. Listen to his great singing on When You Belong

Tuesday, April 25th, 2006

From the Direction-You-Least-Expect-It Department or
just when you thought you were worrying about everything or
ya can't be too careful

Here's something to spoil a quiet evening at home! And...in deep dog food!

Monday, April 24th, 2006

"It all began at about 2:30 a.m. Saturday, when he arrived at the house [and] couldn't find his way inside through traditional means."

Sunday, April 23rd, 2006

For unabashed Bush-bashing, one must go to the land down under: "It is possible, at this late stage, that even Bush himself has begun to realise (sic, that's how they spell it down there) something is wrong. That oddly simian face is ashen, the eyes leaden. Karl Rove...pink and pudgy...looks like one of Disney's three little pigs. Compared to this lot, Bill Clinton was John the Baptist."
 
Aussie Mike Carlton


I got an email this morning from a guy named Steve Barnes, who hosts a Blog entitled Empires Fall. Lotsa funny stuff there (I particularly like his "IQ Curve" entry from last Friday). Steve (doubtless younger than I) wonders out loud whether there is some similarity of these days-and-times to those of the Watergate scandal. My answer is that there is only some (similarity). What is happening today is far more dramatic and sensational...driven by 1) all that's (now) at stake (in our world) and 2) by the 'achievements' wrought of our communications technologies (compared to the then-novel and much-heralded 'mini-cams' of the early '70's).
[When Nixon resigned, nobody had a VCR at home. Answering machines were expensive novelties. There were no cell phones and there certainly were no Blogs on the Internet...because there weren't no Internet...and pokey computers took up whole floors of office buildings.]
And...in '73 and '74, although Vietnam was still a war, the public had largely come to assume that it was, in fact, over [of course, it was not...yet]. Also, for all his ghastly deficiencies as a human being, Richard Nixon (even as a thick-tongued drunk) could find North America on any map of the world and was capable of forming (and even finishing) sentences in English and, yes, he could say 'nuclear'. To be sure, there were disrespectful (and even obscene) parodies (like 'Trisha's Wedding') and dirty jokes (like 'Why did Nixon need to see 'Deep Throat' six times to get it down Pat?) but no one doubted that 'Tricky Dick' was, actually, qualified to be President!

Saturday, April 22nd, 2006            Earth Day!

A few days ago, I decided that what's going on with the Bush Administration is no longer funny...if it ever was. The prospect of our attacking Iran is enough to choke off anyone's laughter. It's scary to think that our world is in the hands of people who are not only deeply dishonest, but also are conspicuously weak-minded and incompetent...or who might 'simply' be deranged and delusional...or who might be so old (Rumsfeld is seventy-four) or sickly (Cheney is followed everywhere he goes by two doctors and an ambulance) that they don't care if they're 'making things horrible for the kids' (as Rodney King said).


However, some very talented people DO still find the (gallows) humor in all of this. Here's a most creative piece (to the tune of 'I Am The Walrus'), inspired by Bush's 'I am the decider' rant the other day, which was likened by some calumnist (sic) to a little kid banging a spoon on his highchair.  

Friday, April 21st, 2006

"Physician, heal thyself!"

Who'd wanna go and name a guy 'Lynn'? Dr. Lynn Smaha (pronounced
SMAH-hah...how else?), former president of the American Heart Association, died last week of a heart attack. Doctor Smaha believed that behavioral modification could lower one's risk of heart disease. And he warned, for example, that marijuana smoking (particularly for those over the age of, say, 30) raises one's risk of a heart attack five-fold. The late doctor was a runner and that's what he was doing when he collapsed. He was sixty-three years old. 

Thursday, April 20th, 2006

"This is the smallest child you can ever imagine. I don't think this kid is 4 feet tall. He's tiny; he's the tiniest kid in the class."


"It must be very strange to be President Bush. A man of extraordinary vision and brilliance approaching to genius, he can't get anyone to notice. He is like a great painter or musician who is ahead of his time, and who unveils one masterpiece after another to a reception that, when not bored, is hostile."  John Hinderaker

Wednesday, April 19th, 2006

OMG! It's painful to watch! Check out the clip of Scott McClellan's "resignation" [yeah, right]! Anyone with a beating heart must feel the shame of this poor bastard, who is seen licking Alfred's boots on the White House lawn before a gaggle of reporters. At one point, choking on shoe polish, he says, "You have accomplished a lot over the last several years with this team, and I have been honored and grateful to be a small part of a terrific and talented team of really good people.


It's happened! 'No problem' is now more commonly heard than 'you're welcome'.


Tuesday, April 18th, 2006     
The Centennial of the 'Great Quake'!

"My sincere view is that the commitment of our forces to this fight was done with a casualness and swagger that are the special province of those who have never had to execute these missions--or bury the results." Marine Lieut. General Greg Newbold


Inquiring minds want to know Department: At last! A Canadian researcher offers an overdue explanation!


 "The context was so important," said Mary Valentich, professor emeritus of social work at the University of Calgary.
 "You just wouldn't necessarily do this elsewhere. It had to be the right kind of setting."

Monday, April 17th, 2006

Ya know...some stories ya hear are just plain hard to believe:


 "The couple apologized this week, saying they were sorry for everything they did.
  They said they did it 'out of financial reasons'.
"

 That even one single, solitary individual would think it a shrewd plan to pretend to have just had sextuplets...
 in order to better beg for money. And where do they live? 
"...frothy eloquence neither convinces nor satisfies me. I am from Missouri. You have got to show me!"
 Willard Duncan Vandiver


Sunday, April 16th, 2006

"We...served under a secretary of defense who didn't understand leadership, who was abusive, who was arrogant, who didn't build a strong team." And those were just the nice things that General Batiste had to say about his former boss!