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Archives for: October 2006

10/31/06

Halloween At Two Of My Favorite Places

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Image by Bitterroot. Some rights reserved.

gwadzilla describes his weekend charmingly. Here's a bit:

Sunday morning involved carving pumpkins
I sketched out outlines of ghosts, bats, spiders, and yes... pumpkins
had dean and grant draw faces for me to use for inspiration for the pumpkin carving
the boys are too young to use the knife to cut the pumpkin
heck... the boys are too young to scribble the outline of what they would like to carve on the pumpkin
so having them tell me what sort of face they wanted carved made the pumpkin more their project

Freewheeling tells a Halloween story. It begins:

It was almost midnight when I left. There was hardly any sound except the chirps of crickets. As I rode home, I began to whistle to keep my spirits up. At one point, I thought I heard someone else whistling, . . .

And if you think you know spooky, you haven't seen anything until you've seen this.

10/30/06

Gerty & Entropy

Gerty has been reading about physics, and it's been hard on all of us.

As Gerty likes to say "I just view the world differently." That's a truth beyond dispute. When I walk around our house or peer into kitchen drawers, I see piles of things that should be in files, on hooks, or on shelves. Gerty sees that everything is in its proper place.

The latest physics conundrum is entropy, specifically the concepts of order and disorder. One of the standard examples used to explain these concepts (and one used in Gerty's book) is a box full of marbles (a relatively ordered system) versus the marbles pitched on the floor (a relatively disordered system.)

Gerty understands what the example is supposed to illustrate - ordered in the box and disordered on the floor - but simple disagrees with the definitions of order or disorder. Gerty believes that the marbles on the floor are in a more ordered state than the marbles in the box.

I tried my best to explain the difference between order and disorder and box and floor, but I couldn't make a dent in Gerty's view, and Gerty couldn't make a dent in mine.

Finally, a few mornings ago, Gerty left this poem on the kitchen table:

Entropy

There is order
In the carefully placed
Object
Solid stillness
Holding energy within.

But there’s another sense of order
In the randomly moving
Object
The one which knows no bounds
Bouncing, singing
Releasing free-flowing energy.

The natural order of things.

I understand now what Gerty has been talking about, and I think I understand a bit more about how Gerty views the world.

But most importantly, I think I understand a bit more about how Gerty views housekeeping.

Why I Love The IRS

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On Santa Monica Boulevard in Santa Monica in the mid-teens, on the curb outside a car dealership. Image by Rich Lem. Some rights reserved.

Saturday, I was delighted to receive my annual letter from the IRS.

Yes, that's right. I was DELIGHTED to get a letter from the IRS.

No one in their right mind likes to get a letter from the IRS. People hate the IRS. People fear the IRS. It's like getting a letter from the Inquisition. No one likes the IRS.

But I do.

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Warning: All Cars Harm The Environment

From The Independent:

On Monday, ministers will be under pressure to legislate so that advertisements for new cars would have to carry a prominent notice like the health warning on cigarette packets. A potential buyer would be able to see at a glance whether the car is likely to harm the environment.

I catch the author's drift, but all cars harm the environment.

Most of my Prius-driving friends think that if everyone else just had sense enough to drive a Prius the car problem would be solved. Yet, (oil wars aside) "efficient" cars don't do anything more than temporarily (and incrementally) reduce the price of gas. Cheaper gas will eventually increase gas consumption and we'll be back where we started but with more cars on the road. Moreover, driving a Prius doesn't do a thing about the other costs of an auto-centric society.

The article also mentions the relative performance of European car makers on reducing the carbon emissions of their cars:

[A] report this week showed that three quarters of the major car manufacturers in Europe have failed to keep their side of a voluntary agreement to reduce the amount of carbon emitted by new models.

A new European league table shows that two manufacturers - Fiat and Citroen - have beaten the targets set as part of an EU-wide campaign to cut carbon emissions but all the others are behind, including Toyota, maker of the much praised environmentally-friendly Prius hybrid.

At the bottom of the table is the Japanese manufacturer Nissan, which blamed its poor showing partly on the changing preferences of its customers, who have pushed up sales of gas-guzzling 4x4s.

Volkswagen, Europe's biggest car brand in terms of sales, has improved fuel efficiency by less than half the required rate, whereas its main competitor, Renault, is bang on target, according to a report published yesterday by T&E, the European Federation for Transport and Environment.

Car Insurance As A Cure For Global Warming

Dean Baker at Beat the Press has a proposal that would encourage people to reduce the miles they drive: pay-by-the-mile insurance.

Dean's proposal should be more acceptable to people than raising the gas tax. It avoids both taxes and gasoline, which in the U.S. are two hot buttons. And, the "'freedom' means freedom to buy what I want" gang should like it. (The transaction costs would be greater than those associated with an increased gas tax but it still seems a good idea.)

The logic on this one is simple. Currently auto insurance is pretty much a fixed price, drivers pay an average of close to $1,000 a year whether they drive 100 miles or 100,000 miles (low mileage discounts alter this slightly). Obviously the risk of accident for any given driver is roughly proportionate to the amount they drive.

Pay by the mile policies would have drivers pay for their insurance based on the number of miles they drive. The numbers are dramatic. The average car is driven about 10,000 miles a year, which translates into 10 cents a mile for a $1,000 a year policy. For a car that gets 20 miles a gallon, this would provide the same disincentive to drive as a $2 per gallon gas tax. Unlike a gas tax, pay-by-the-mile insurance does not raise the average cost of insurance at all.

10/29/06

Comments! I'm Very Sorry.

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This is a "tit" isn't it? Image by Marty DeAngelo. Some rights reserved.

I thought I was just unloved.

Please accept my apologies. The entertaining (and polite) gentleman at longrider was kind enough to point out that I had overlooked the comment he posted here. In the process of finding his comment, I realized that I had overlooked ALL the comments that anyone had posted. (My anti-spam software was working too well.)

I also have to thank him for calling me a "tit." (Not in his polite comment.) It's a first, and Gerty will love it.

10/28/06

Is It Ethical To Slash SUV Tires?

Will Duguid in The Guardian has a significantly less violent, and more articulate, response to the Richmond plan to charge high emissions vehicles higher parking fees:

I raised my glass - "To the future!" Rowan raised hers. "No, to Toyota", and we toasted our good fortune. Only to be brought back to earth by Rowan's mobile. . . . Rowan covered the receiver. It was Bonnie, she mouthed - a woman we know best as the driver of the biggest, most offensive-looking SUV within five miles. She was having a little celebration - did we want to come over? I was about to dismiss the idea out of hand, when Rowan indicated our almost empty bottle. We woke the au pair and left. Perhaps it would do no harm to be polite.

What, we wondered, could Bonnie and her equally horrible friends have to celebrate? For the road outside her home was choked with Cayennes, BMWs, Outlaws, Freelanders, Warriors, Touaregs, Range Rovers, Jeeps. Inside, we commiserated with our hostess. When would she be exchanging her tractor for something smaller? She laughed - you could feel the particulates hit your face. "No, no, that's why we're celebrating! Three hundred quid! That's what I spend getting my highlights done!"

Another blonde flourished a vast bag. "It's half what I spent on this!" she crowed, "And I've got one in every colour." Bonnie said it definitely made you think about a Humvee.

Back home, we . . . sat up late, . . . It's not that the SUV drivers can't afford to replace their tyres, Rowan thinks, but, on a daily basis, maybe the inconvenience will get to them. All we have to do, as responsible citizens, is creep out at night. What else is left? They don't care about the money. Or the planet. "Or people like us not liking them," Rowan said. "That's what I can't understand". I know what she means. And if you're reading this, you will, too."

Reading "Planning" Papers

I have started wading into "planning literature." Unlike reading sociology papers, where I sometimes feel as if I am drowning in a sea of jargon, the planning papers I have read so far have a few shallow spots.

Some use English words that may actually carry their commonplace meanings. I just finished a paper that contain the words "pub," "cycle path," and "public square." Imagine that! And this was in a paper published in a periodical with "Journal" in the title! I may be able to stay afloat.

Still, there are some deep spots. The same paper talks about "lifeworld," "structuration theory," and "intersubjectivity." When I read these words, I start to hyperventilate. My god, will I someday need to use these words with a straight face?! And, then there are the repeated references to Martin Heidegger and the poetry of Alexander Pope . . . .

10/27/06

How Not To Write A Persuasive Argument

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Image by kandyjaxx. Some rights reserved.

I guess I am in a good mood. This had me laughing aloud.
From a site called Longrider, the author argues against a plan by the Richmond town council to charge high emissions vehicles higher parking fees:

[A parking tax based on carbon dioxide emmissions] is nothing more than a punitive tax designed to punish those who make purchasing decisions of which the council disapproves. . . .
. . .
Listen you jumped up fascist fuckwits, you have no obligation to do anything of the sort. You were elected to serve the residents of Richmond, not to socially engineer them into thinking as you do. You do not “encourage” by using financial penalties for forbidden thinking and behaviour – that is blackmail, not encouragement. Get a dictionary, look the words up. It isn’t difficult, you pair of obnoxious, bullying little shits. It is not, absolutely not, your prerogative to use force to dictate people’s buying choices.
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Once more we have the lemon sucking, purse lipped, puritans of envy and spite trying to force others through extortion and blackmail to bend to their will, to give up their free choice to abide by what local councillors deem to be the “correct” lifestyle choices; the smug, arrogant self-righteousness dripping from every vowel expelled from their sanctimonious lips. One thing is sure; if anyone tries to tell me what vehicle I should buy, my response would make nitric acid appear like mild green Fairy Liquid in comparison. How dare these jumped up poltroons presume the right to dictate their will to those whom they serve.
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“Climate change is the single greatest challenge facing the world today,” said council leader Serge Lourie.

Really? And the proof for this is? Once more the smug arrogance of the global warming fascists is apparent as they assume that they are right, so that justifies any and all behaviour – after all, it’s global warming, innit? This, despite the science they claim is so robust being at best, flaky. Yes, the planet is warming. This is something it has done before. It has also cooled. It is a natural phenomenon. The question – and it’s one that has not been satisfactorily proven despite the hyperbole – is just how much we are affecting it. Recycled horseshit is still horseshit and I can smell it all the way from Richmond. But, never mind facts, never mind evidence, the mantra is enough, and people must be socially engineered to think as the inquisition does or burn as a penitent heretic. How vile, how pestilent, how abominable and execrable are these new inquisitors.

Riding In The Snow!

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What the world looked like yesterday.

As you can see from the picture, yesterday was a great cycling day.

At least it was for me. I enjoy the "rotten" days for a few reasons. First, they break the routine. Second, getting to work and back on snowy days feels like a successful adventure. Finally, drivers always give me more space and deference - it's sort of glimpse of what a better world might be like. (Of course, I think drivers treat me better because they think I am obviously a mental patient and entitled to charitable treatment.)

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About five minutes after I arrived, I noticed all the snow that had fallen off my helment.

Homicide Defense: The Sun Was In My Eyes?

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Check out the way this reporter describes the reason the driver of a Ford Expedition killed a 12-year old cyclist:

Botello claims glare from the sun limited his visibility. However, speed may have also been a factor.

The reporter seems to say, "If the sun is in a driver's eyes, the driver isn't at fault. Speed, on the other hand, might be an issue."

How would "the sun was in my eyes" sound as a homicide defense where the killer had used a gun? Think the jury would be convinced?

Let me put this in a nice, measured way: If you cannot see what is in front of you, you must stop. Duh. Do I need to add: "Particularly if you are supposedly controlling nearly three tons of steel"?

Seems self-evident. Seems beyond reasonable argument. I'll bet, if asked, most people would agree.

But, I don't know any drivers who stop. I have seen drivers fumble with their visors. I have heard drivers complain. I have heard drivers say "I need to clean my windshield." But I haven't seen drivers stop and figure things out.

The phenomenon is additional evidence that driving triggers some sort of mental disturbance. There is some sort of power or dominance thing that kicks in when a person gets behind the wheel and disrupts rational judgment.

Charges Filed in Death of 12-year-old Bicyclist Jake Boysel
Defendant could face up to a year in county jail
By: Matt Cota

Last month, Jake Boysel was hit by a car while riding his bike to school. Now, the driver could face jail time.

A misdemeanor vehicular manslaughter charge has been filed against the driver, 24-year-old Ernesto Botello.

Shortly after the accident, Botello said he never saw Jake until after he hit him.

Botello claims glare from the sun limited his visibility. However, speed may have also been a factor.

The impact was so severe, Boysel's backpack got stuck in the grille of Botello's Ford Expedition.

The 12-year-old's Trek mountain bike lay on the side of the road, torn to pieces.
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If found guilty of the charge, Ernesto Botello could face up to a year in county jail. However, a conviction doesn't guarantee jail time. He could receive probation.

10/26/06

Bike Beats Chelsea Tractor

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I found the Daily Mail's review of a number of "green" cars (most not sold in the U.S.) interesting.

I don't think "green" cars are a solution to anything. Ultimately, they won't reduce petroleum consumption or all the other problems caused by reliance on cars. Nonetheless, a few things were interesting.

First, the article a term I had never heard before, "Chelsea Tractor," as a synonym for "SUV."

As for the Chelsea tractors, the real problem is not so much their environmental impact (many use no more fuel than a family saloon) but their sheer unsuitability as transport.

Most of these "Sports Utility Vehicles" are neither sporty nor particularly utilitarian. Noisy, slow and with terrible handling, the only reason to buy one seems to be their sheer, intimidating size.

According to Macmillan English Dictionary:

Chelsea tractor was coined by environmentalists to reflect the popularity of four-wheel drive vehicles with middle-class families living in wealthy areas. The use of tractor relates to the original use of vehicles such as the Land Rover™ by farmers in the countryside. Chelsea is a district of London popular with the rich and famous.

Second, I found the (relative) dissing of the Prius interesting:

The choice for Hollywood's glitterati, super-green lentil-munchers from Islington and many of Britain's council workers.
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Extremely well-made, and reasonably pleasant to drive. The space-age technology and low company car tax bracket attracts many buyers.

Who's got one? Gordon Brown, Cameron Diaz, Leonardo DiCaprio.

Green verdict: The way forward, say some, but I have my doubts.

Lots of technology only results in a fairly marginal improvement in economy, although hybrids will get better, especially when they start using diesel powerplants rather than petrol engines.

The Prius wins in town, where it can rely on its electric motors, but economy falls on the motorway run where the regular petrol engine (which strains rather) must take over.

Modern turbodiesels go better, cost less and often use less fuel. A diesel-hybrid would be a truly great leap forward, and several manufacturers are working on them.

Finally, I know it's silly, but I still enjoyed the last vehicle review:

Bicycle; £50-£1,000. 25mph. 100 miles per pizza.

What is it like? The most efficient machine ever invented. True zero emissions (unless you eat coal for breakfast). Faster than a G-Wiz in traffic but not great in the pouring rain.

Who's got one? Most of the world

Green verdict: unbeatable.

10/25/06

Finland makes Latin the King

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Finnish latin primer. Image by venticello. Some rights reserved.

Of course, I like Latin. I loved looking out the window - through the stone, gothic lattice - while listening to my dry latin tutor's pleasant drone. (I still enjoy identifying a subjunctive in a phrase of law latin. It makes my students laugh that anyone living still knows such things.)

Very cool. Well, not the Elvis part.

From the BBC:

Like the boy at the party with cheese straws stuck up his nose, it has been caught doing something vaguely disturbing - indulging a penchant for Latin.

It is the only country in the world which broadcasts the news in Latin.

On its EU presidency website one can find descriptions of meetings in Latin. But love of the language of Rome goes deep.

I am in a hotel somewhere comfortably north of Helsinki. It is off-season, so the place is deserted. There are dark brown mock logs, lining one side of the room. Fake beams on the ceiling, chocolate-box pictures on the walls.

There is also a man in the corner of the room singing Elvis Presley's songs in Latin, like Can't Help Falling In Love - or Non adamare non possum.

H2's Gas Mileage

A really dull article from the New York Times, contains this new (to me) information about the H2's mileage:

G.M. helpfully provides a fuel consumption computer right on the H2’s dash. On a round trip from Philadelphia (the closest place to Washington I could find to rent a Hummer), I coaxed a highway average of 12.4 miles a gallon from the thing. But the fuel consumption setting was more fun to watch. Starting up from a stoplight, the Hummer burned fuel at the rate of three miles a gallon. Merging on a freeway ramp brought it down to one mile a gallon, at which point the brute would have an effective cruising range of 32 miles on a full tank of gas.

On our jaunt around Takoma Park, the consumption gauge fluctuated between 6 to 10 miles a gallon, although it registered 39 as we coasted down a hill.

I knew it was bad, but this is unbelievable.

What's That Again, An Eruv?

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A map of the East Denver Eruv.

This LA Times story caught my eye this morning.

First, I find the accommodations that religions make to the realities of life interesting.

Second, this essentially unseen, really metaphorical boundary, carefully checked each week, around large pieces of the city strikes me as some sort of large performance artwork rather than an ancient religious practice. I'm going to enjoy crossing the boundary and trying to see it.

Making Sabbath a day at the beach
Venice-area Jews seek an eruv to ease limits on activities.
By Sharon Bernstein and Martha Groves, Times Staff Writers

The Pacific Jewish Center in Venice wants to string fishing line between lampposts and sign poles for several miles through the coastal communities, creating a symbolic unbroken boundary.

Orthodox Jews within the boundary can consider themselves to be "at home" on the Sabbath. That eases restrictions of the holy day and allows people to carry food, push strollers and bring their house keys with them when they go out.
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Rabbi Ben Geiger said the eruv would make it easier for people to practice their faith. With the eruv in place, synagogue members would be able to stroll the Venice boardwalk during the Sabbath and even bring a picnic. His own children — the youngest of whom is 4 — would not have to walk the 1 1/2 miles from their home to the synagogue on Ocean Front Walk.

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"Part of being a Sabbath-observing Jew is that there are certain restrictions as to how we observe that day of rest," Geiger said. Observant Jews, he said, can't even push somebody in a wheelchair on Saturday, which has meant that at his synagogue a child who is confined to a wheelchair has been forced to stay inside for 25 hours at a stretch — the entire night and day of the Sabbath.

I was surprised to find that are three eruvs in Denver (and many others in cities everywhere.) (The “e” is pronounced like the a in bake. The u like the oo in loose. The accent should be on the second syllable.) The East Denver Eruv Committee relates how the boundaries are defined:

How is the boundary made? We use existing fences, overhead wires, hillsides, buildings, bridges, and a variety of other mechanisms that can serve to indicate boundaries. For reasons of getting along with our neighbors and to avoid vandalism the practice has been to make it as unobtrusive and unnoticeable as possible.

In many places, the existing landscape and elements are insufficient for our needs. In those places, after securing permission from the appropriate authorities and property owners, we repair, upgrade, or add ornamental or functional elements. We work with local governments, power, telephone, and cable TV companies.

The Odyssey As Written By Bike-Riding Hero

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JoJo's version of The Odyssey, complete with deadly pools, human swine, and a deadly monster. Odysseus is on a Bianchi and the deadly monster is hauling twinkies, but the story is nonetheless irresistable.

And, Homer didn't have a better closing line:

Is there biker blood on your twinkie?

Gwadzilla's Family Hike

gwadzilla has made me smile more than once this week:

finally after some magical form of reason I had the boys agreeing to going outside
the shoes and jackets were on
hats were not vital and not going to happen
but petzel headbands were definitely part of the adventure
only one problem
grant agreed to go out front
dean agreed to go out back

there was stomping of feet
there was some crying
the usual complaints and whines
I can be a little emotional at times

Denver Critical Mass Friday

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Mona Caron's great poster commemorating San Francisco CM's 10-year anniversary. Some rights reserved.

Yahoo! Groups Denver Critical Mass:

PLEASE LEAVE ONE LANE OPEN and STOP AT ALL STOPLIGHTS - The police stated that if we do this they will not issue tickets.

Denver Monthly Critical Mass Ride for 2006
http://critical-mass.info
"We're Not Blocking Traffic... WE ARE TRAFFIC..."

Critical Mass is growing in over 400 cities worldwide. It is an assertion of public space, a repudiation of the total domination of car culture. In the simple act of riding a bicycle and reducing the individual independence on automobiles. Please ride with us we meet at Civic Center Park at the seal fountain pool between 5:30 and 6:00 pm.

My Space Denver Critical Mass

10/24/06

I Know It's True, But . . .

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Based on an original image by Emily Walker. Some rights reserved.

When Gerty came home and told us the news last night, my attention immediately returned to what the kids and I were doing. My mind just refused to believe it.

A 14-year old child cannot commit suicide. No 14 year-old can commit suicide. It's inconceivable. A talented 14-year old child who came from a strong, loving family? Who sometimes passed me, riding to school with his mom, brother, and sister? He wasn't a recluse. He had friends. Many people cared about him.

I have thought about it all day. I still don't believe it, though I know it's true.

Putting Cars Behind

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Image by Danny McL. Some rights reserved.

This article from the Gotham Gazette is really a summary of a talk by Enrique Peñalosa, the mayor of Bogotá from 1998 to 2001. Peñalosa talks about transportation decisions, but also about how those decisions relate to and control a society's social environment.

We have to choose between a city that is friendlier to cars or a city that is friendlier to people. I am not a car hater, but if you are with a three-year old walking next to an eight-lane highway it is clearly not a pleasant environment to be in. The slower the traffic, the narrower the streets, the wider the sidewalks, the more pleasant the city.

We started to build bikeways. In developing countries, the only means of individual transportation available to everybody is a bicycle. A bikeway in Bogotá is important maybe 20 percent because it protects cyclists, 80 percent because it is a symbol that a citizen on a $20 bicycle is equally important to one in a $30,000 car.

Around here, transportation discussions are almost always about "relieving congestion" and "increasing capacity." Discussing transportation in these terms is as absurd as if doctors confined their discussions to surgery (or to the number of leeches to be use.) There's just no way a rational solution can emerge from a discussion confined to those terms.

10/23/06

Voting & Not Voting

Gerty & I rode downtown to vote early. The day was brilliant, warm, inspiring, and full of promise. The candidates were not.

Gerty voted for a pro-life, pro-death penalty candidate for governor and a pro-voucher candidate for lieutenant governor - those were the Democrats.

I couldn't bring myself to do it, though Gerty's explanation (the Republicans are worse) makes perfect sense. I stared at that part of ballot for an extra moment or two, but my conscience just wouldn't let me hit a button. I left those races blank.

I might have been able to "go along" before the war, but I'm just not going to do it anymore.

--AZ-Sen: Jon Kyl
--AZ-01: Rick Renzi
--AZ-05: J.D. Hayworth
--CA-04: John Doolittle
--CA-11: Richard Pombo
--CA-50: Brian Bilbray
--CO-04: Marilyn Musgrave
--CO-05: Doug Lamborn
--CO-07: Rick O'Donnell
--CT-04: Christopher Shays
--FL-13: Vernon Buchanan
--FL-16: Joe Negron
--FL-22: Clay Shaw
--ID-01: Bill Sali
--IL-06: Peter Roskam
--IL-10: Mark Kirk
--IL-14: Dennis Hastert
--IN-02: Chris Chocola
--IN-08: John Hostettler
--IA-01: Mike Whalen
--KS-02: Jim Ryun
--KY-03: Anne Northup
--KY-04: Geoff Davis
--MD-Sen: Michael Steele
--MN-01: Gil Gutknecht
--MN-06: Michele Bachmann
--MO-Sen: Jim Talent
--MT-Sen: Conrad Burns
--NV-03: Jon Porter
--NH-02: Charlie Bass
--NJ-07: Mike Ferguson
--NM-01: Heather Wilson
--NY-03: Peter King
--NY-20: John Sweeney
--NY-26: Tom Reynolds
--NY-29: Randy Kuhl
--NC-08: Robin Hayes
--NC-11: Charles Taylor
--OH-01: Steve Chabot
--OH-02: Jean Schmidt
--OH-15: Deborah Pryce
--OH-18: Joy Padgett
--PA-04: Melissa Hart
--PA-07: Curt Weldon
--PA-08: Mike Fitzpatrick
--PA-10: Don Sherwood
--RI-Sen: Lincoln Chafee
--TN-Sen: Bob Corker
--VA-Sen: George Allen
--VA-10: Frank Wolf
--WA-Sen: Mike McGavick
--WA-08: Dave Reichert

Spouse Better Than Aspirin

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Gran Sasso d'Italia (9560 feet), the highest summit of the Apennines. Image by pissodisevo. Some rights reserved.

Eric Newby, died last Friday. There are some people's lives that are worth pondering, even if the only reason to do so is to have a chuckle.

My favorite part, though, is what is related in the final, quoted paragraph below.

From the Telegraph:

ERIC NEWBY, who died on Friday aged 86, was the author of some of the best books in the canon of English travel writing, notably A Short Walk in the Hindu Kush and Love and War in the Apennines.

Informed by a pin-sharp eye and a self-deprecating persona, Newby's literary style was inspired by the comic portrait of the Englishman abroad presented in the writings of Alexander Kinglake, Robert Byron and Evelyn Waugh. In a preface to the book that made Newby's reputation, A Short Walk in the Hindu Kush (1958), Waugh identified the central elements of this humorous tradition: its quintessentially English spirit of amateurism and its tone of ironic understatement.

For Newby's "short walk'' was in reality an arduous journey through the more remote parts of Afghanistan, culminating in a dangerous assault on Mir Samir, an unclimbed glacial peak of 20,000ft. The sum of his preparation for the mountaineering ahead was a brief weekend on the Welsh hills.

[M]uch of [the book's] humour stems from a self-ridicule that borders on melancholy, such as the description of the exquisite pain Newby suffered from walking in new boots, literally flaying his feet. He was fortunately far tougher than his literary persona suggested.

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10/22/06

Rocket-Powered Bike

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Stored inside [Orion Propulsion's] portable trailer/workshop I found a bicycle that seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary, until I noticed the tank, pipes and frame behind the seat. Now, keep in mind that Orion does not build vehicles -- they specialize in rocket engine design, development and fabrication. Nevertheless, you have to have demos, so why not make them fun?

The two-wheeler is in fact the Rocket Bike. It does 0-55 mph in no time flat, and is powered by a very high tech fuel... roofing tar. Yes, ANN confirmed that the bike is powered by the same stuff it usually rolls over when moving. Add an igniter and more NOS, and off you go, triple-underwear and all.

Entertaining, but among the last things I'd like to see (which more or less guarantees that rocket-bikes will be everywhere in a year or so.)

Gerty and The Noisy World

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Gerty and I emerged from a quiet Indian restaurant into the din of a little shopping district. As we walked toward our bikes, Gerty stopped and looked around as if she were seeing the world for the first time.

Gerty: The world is a lot noiser now.
Me: Noiser?
Gerty: Yep.
Me: Um. What?
Gerty: Everybody is always talking to someone now.
Me: What?
Gerty: Look around. No one just walks. Everyone is talking. Everyone is on a cellphone. All the time.

I hadn't really noticed, but we could hear, if not actual words, the drone of four conversations.

Suit With Fixie

JoJo, who writes not nearly often enough at Den of Awkwardness, is back on her fixie, "Julep":

Several times while riding to meetings or even walking alongside a colleague while rolling the Julep with us, I’ve gotten appreciative nods from messengers. On the way home one night a girl on a road bike inquired if I was a messenger, too. I don’t know if she believed me when I said I was a lawyer, because she snorted and snipped, "yeah right, me too."

After a summer of being a dorky rider, it feels good, in a vain sort of way, to shed that skin and don some street cred. I really, really love the contrast of wearing the lawyer clothes and riding the Julep downtown. While I enjoy the contrast, for all I know it could be a signal to those much hipper than I of the death knell of the fixed gear: "Fuck – it was bad enough when the posengers and wannabes all decided to ride fixed, but now even the suits have fixies!"

It's About Style

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If talking about practicality and simplicity and economics and health are not enough, time for the secret weapon: style.

From TimeOut New York (via StreetsBlog):

When it comes to style, New Yorkers like theirs with an edge. . . .

What is New York style?

“A bike in the living room, or bedroom, or hall. Not a fancy, $1,000 bike, but a clunker you can lock on the street. All the New Yorkers that I think are stylish ride bikes.” —Joshua David, cofounder of Friends of the Highline

10/21/06

Today

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With last night's snow on the ground, the sun made everything brilliant. The kids and I rode over to the coffeeshop for breakfast. Then Milly and I rode down to my office. The sun, the kids, riding from place to place, the company at the coffeeshop, my students wandering around - my day was full with things that make me happy.

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Mayhem Is Good?

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Shiny, mayhem-capable codpiece. Image by Mike Roberts. Some rights reserved.

This Times of London article troubling on a couple levels. The first is the headline. The second is the car itself. But the interesting part is what it says about people who are part of the car culture.

Dial M for mayhem -power surge at the touch of a button
Vaughan Freeman

If you know that mayhem means crippling or mutilating another, you might find this a frightening headline.

Does the reviewer (or headline writer) really think that a car capable of crippling or mutilating another person is good? I doubt it, but the writer is definitely tapping (or channeling) that large part of car culture that is about power, dominance, and violence.

Of course, that's not the only part of car culture the writer is tapping:

As you accelerate harder and the revs rise, the colours brighten, then flash. . . Pretty.

Sound a bit like a spam message from an on-line drugstore? Or one of the passages that once led to the U.S. banning Joyce's Ulysses?

. . . breathless with excitement as it went higher and higher and . . . . then the Roman candle burst and it was like a sigh of O! . . . and it gushed out of it a stream of rain gold hair threads . . . . O so lively!

There's a reason for that. Car culture (like other things that involve power and dominance) relies on the belief that a car can compensate for inadequacy.

Maybe it's just the reviewer who has some "unmet needs" that he thinks an absurdly fast car can fix. (Amusingly, the common law definition of mayhem includes the act of depriving another of the use of "his members" or "of those parts the loss of which abates his courage.") More likely, the writer knows his audience.

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Dunderheads & Ears: Quick Release Ban?

From the Glouster County Times:

Officials want to ban quick-release wheels
Friday, October 20, 2006
By Martin C. Bricketto

TRENTON - South Jersey legislators want bike makers to move forward with what they say is an inexpensive change that would protect riders from scars, broken bones and other severe injuries.

Legislation whose sponsors include Assembly members Paul Moriarty, D-4 of Washington Township, and David Mayer, D-4 of Gloucester Township, would ban the sale of bicycles for children and adults with "quick-release" front-wheel systems, unless those systems include a safety mechanism preventing the wheel from coming off in use.

. . . The bill was first released by the committee in March but was amended to encompass adult bikes as well as those manufactured for children.

Mishaps involving quick release wheels may be an issue of human error that the equipment isn't helping to prevent.

"Tragically, this technology has been shown to be quite dangerous in its current form due to the fact that they are difficult to properly attach and reattach," Moriarty said. "They may seem properly hooked on, but all too often bike riders, particularly young ones, have found out the hard way that they're not."

I wonder how many people are injured by quick release wheels compared to how many are hurt by drivers, improperly designed roads and intersections, and the police overlooking nearly all traffic violations. I suspect the quick release scourge is minuscule relative to everything else. (Need I say that I wish legislators would do something to make streets safer?)

Nonetheless, if I were a manufacturer, I would bolt on the wheels of low-end kids (but not high-end) bikes. The people who buy them often don't know how to use them, and I know I couldn't rely on the clerks in Wal-Mart to instruct purchasers. You can't teach what you don't know.

I'd also get rid of the "ears" that are on most (all?) other dropouts. I honestly think bikes are safer without the silly things. There are two reasons for this.

First, the "ears" encourage people to use the quick release the wrong way. I have adult friends, who on other matters are at least of reasonable intelligence, who assumed that one was supposed to spin the lever around to tighten the skewer until the thing was tight enough to hold the wheel on. In their minds, the lever was just there to make it easier. (Some bikes used to come with big "wingnut" style bolts for that reason.) Since you can't get the wheel off or on or the ends of the quick release around the dropout ears without tightening and retightening like that, the mistake is easy to make.

The "ears" also hold loose wheels on when it would be better if the wheels came off. A friend once put his bike on my rack, removed it from the rack, and rode it down a rocky path before I noticed (from the noise) that his front wheel was loose. It was only staying on the bike because of the "ears."

Without "ears," his mistake would have been obvious back at home. When he lifted the bike onto the rack, his wheel would have fallen off. He would have picked it up, wondering why he was such a dope, and attached it to the bike correctly. If his wheel had come off while he was bombing down the trail (and it seems likely that it would have) he would have been seriously injured.

10/20/06

Photos From Montreal Car-free day Die-in

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Photo by Le Presse from Montreal Carfree "Die-In on September 22."

We need to do this. [via Martino's Bike Lane Diary] There are more, and more frightening, pictures here and here.

Not "The End"

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A week ago, on Friday the 13th (naturally), the 13th and final Lemony Snicket book, "The End," went on sale.

The kids and their friends started reading the series about 7 years ago. All the kids are in high school (or college) now.

You might think that high school kids would be too cool to be interested (or to admit that they are interested) in children's books (or in books at all.) But unlike the Lemony Snicket series, their ability to be delighted and excited by simple things is not at an end.

Our kids and their friends rounded up money and headed over to the bookstore to buy the book at lunchtime. Then they came home - six of them, grabbed blankets, plopped down in the backyard, and started reading. They took turns reading aloud. They kept reading outside until night fell. And then they moved inside and continued until they finished.

Seeing them together, happy, doing something simple and good made Gerty and me very happy. We looked out the window at them, and I held Gerty's hand.

Strolls, not Rolls on Rodeo Drive

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From the LA Times:

Beverly Hills officials are considering banning cars on part of the famous street to create a pedestrian attraction.

"It'd be a nightmare," said Gillian Cohen, a Rodeo regular who was shopping at Ralph Lauren on Thursday. "I think it will have benches and bring homeless people around. They'll sit, and people will start playing music."

To Cohen, that raises the specter of Santa Monica's Third Street Promenade, which she finds "horrific." Heaven forfend that Rodeo, a watchword for luxury with such designer boutiques as Gucci, Prada, Yves Saint Laurent, Tiffany, Chanel and Ferragamo, would reduce itself in such a way.

Sounds like another good reason to do it.

10/19/06

The Magnitude Of Our Culpability

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Eric Alterman in the Huffington Post:

According to the Johns Hopkins Bloomberg School of Public Health, George Bush's lies have killed not 30,000 innocent Iraqis, as the president not long ago estimated, but nearly 22 times that amount, or 655,000. Neither the Pentagon, nor much of the mainstream media have made much attempt to make their own counts -- it's just not that important to anyone.

. . .What the hell kind of society kills all these people and cannot be bothered to care? Cannot be bothered to count them and when someone does, risking their lives in the process, lies to discredit them -- and no one cares about that either?

In Denver, Bikes "Use Sidewalk"

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One of the many "Use Sidewalk" signs in Denver

There is one amusing, bright spot in the draft regional bicycle plan. The draft notes:

Sidewalks . . . are generally not well suited for typical bicycle speeds. . . In addition, bicycling on sidewalks has a high potential to result in collisions with pedestrians as well as motor vehicles at street and driveway interesections.

Someone please tell Denver's bike planner.

Separate And Unequal In Denver

Below are the first two paragraphs in the Denver Regional Council of Government's draft Pedestrian and Bicycle plan.

Why are cyclists (who use mainly streets) and pedestrians (who use mainly sidewalks) treated together in a single, separate document?

Could it be that Denver-area planners think that cyclists should be on sidewalks? (or the glorified sidewalks called "multi-use paths"?) That seems to be the way things are designed in Denver, and this plan doesn't undermiine that perception.

These paragraphs - the first which is milquetoast (and condescending?) - and the second - which seems to imply that cyclists should be using segregated facilities - are a fair representation of the rest of the draft. It doesn't get much better from here.

There's not much in the draft about making the streets safe for cyclists, accomodating cyclists when designing new streets or retrofitting existing ones, protecting cyclists from aggressive drivers, or bicycles as a legitimate alternative to the automobile. (There's not much about the problems caused by cars either.)

The take away message seems to be that regional governments should get bikes out of the way of cars by building "facilities."

Bicycling and walking are important means of travel for thousands of people each day in the Denver region. Some people bicycle or walk by choice and others because of economic or health reasons. The transportation benefits of providing bicycle and pedestrian facilities are to both enhance personal mobility options and to reduce the amount of motor vehicle travel. A decrease in motor vehicle travel will also reduce air pollution and fuel consumption. An important quality of life benefit is the improved health of the population due to increased physical activity.

The region is fortunate to have a nice climate and over 1,000 miles of high-quality multiuse trails, an extensive sidewalk system along most neighborhood and major city streets, and over 800 miles of designated on-street bicycle facilities. However, even more facilities are envisioned by communities throughout the region to serve existing users, encourage new users, improve connections to transit services, and respond to expected growth and development in the region.

Perhaps I'm taking too jaundiced view of this. And, there's always a possibility that the draft will be re-written. . . . but probably not.

I'm Not The Only One

My morning commute takes place mostly before dawn. This morning I passed about one cyclist per mile on the way. I find that extraordinary. (All using lights, by the way.)

Fifty-five possessions (and a TV show.)

Can simplicity and refraining from buying things have enough appeal to sustain a TV audience? Seems unlikely to me. The whole idea of not buying things is so contrary to our fundamental cultural norms. Yet, various sorts of "freak shows" seem popular - the kind where the appeal seems to be "Can you believe that guy?"

The odd thing about the article is that the focus seems to be not just on simplicity but simplicity and style. I guess we always need to have style.

From the New York Times:

DAN HO likes to get rid of things. For the past eight years he has committed himself to a project of aggressive divestment, letting go of houses, sofas, refectory tables, electric mixers, Georg Jensen silverware and a collection of ceramics. Earlier this year, a failed marriage behind him, Mr. Ho, 40, decided to reduce the sum of his possessions and eventually winnowed them down to about 55. Motivated neither by debt nor by environmentalism but simply by a compulsion to unburden himself, he moved from a 1,200-square-foot house in Portland, Me., to a rented apartment one-quarter the size in Greenwich Village, where he now lives with two roommates (one of them a retired judge who sells purses), 47 items of clothing and a backpack, suitcase, television, computer, bath towel, single set of sheets, toothbrush and bottle of witch hazel.

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“When people say they want red walls, do they really want red walls?” Mr. Ho asked rhetorically over coffee one afternoon recently. “Do they really want red walls, or do they want impact? Chances are, what they really want is recognition and what they’re really, really looking for is recognition from themselves.”

Mr. Ho delivers his message in Vreelandesque aphorism. “Perfection is a cheap caricature of style,” he writes. “Candles don’t set a mood, people do.” The index to his book contains an entry headed “Myths, enslaving.” One of them, he thinks, is the idea that you should always be ready for drop-in guests. “No, you shouldn’t,” he counters, “unless you’re running a bed-and-breakfast.”

At the core of his philosophy is the belief that our relentless attention to renovation and reorganizing, to building and rebuilding, distracts us from the more demanding work of becoming better partners, caretakers and friends. . . .

“What I hate is our whole culture of trade-ups-manship,” Mr. Ho said. “No one ever seems to be happy in the house they actually buy. You visit someone’s new place and you say, ‘wow, this is great,’ and inevitably they’ll say ‘well, it’s O.K. for now.’ And that drives me absolutely crazy. . . .

. . .

I once bought a $3,600 cedar tree because, you know, I needed something for the corner to create a transition from the oak tree to the anemone because the sedum on the brick walk just wasn’t going to cut it. People think like that, and I did.”

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IN Portland, he was considered an eccentric. “When I met him, my first impression was that he was utterly certifiable,” said Monica Wendel, a friend who worked with Mr. Ho on the magazine until he folded it to work on his book and television projects. “Everybody says be yourself, be fearless, but I’d never met anyone who actually lived that way.”

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What he disavows is inauthentic simplicity. From his perspective, no one should go out and buy drawer dividers to better organize their socks; they should have fewer socks and throw them in a drawer with enough room to distinguish the black ones from the navy ones.

Mr. Ho’s elevation of restraint is cheeky and moralizing at the same time. He calls to mind the preeminent Victorian Isabella Beeton, whose popular book of household management held in high regard Samuel Johnson’s idea that frugality is the parent of liberty.

Saul Alinsky gave advice similar to Dr. Johnson's but directed to activist groups: Low overhead = great independence. (Or something close to that.)

10/18/06

Snow!

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Yesterday it snowed for the first time this season. The pavement wasn't icy until this morning, but I had to keep wiping off my glasses on the way home last night.

I loved it. I always feel happy when I get home after a snowy day.

Imagine Earth without people

I'm not a misanthrope. Still I love imagining the Earth without people. Plants and animals interacting, growing, increasing, and waning all in flux but also in balance, without the interference of man.

As a child, when we travelled across the Midwest, I would look out the car windows at the rows of corn flashing past. Perfectly parallel, they appeared to be the epitome of order. All the rows unvarying. The plants uniform.

I would imagine nature climbing from the unplowed stream bottoms and fencerows -- engulfing the false order and homogeneity of almost Euclidean rows. Nature, appearing to be a disordered riot, but in truth stable - the most stable of patterns.

Sometimes I sit in the wilderness and try to grasp the myriad connections and interactions. Of course I can't possibly do it, but the little I grasp is beautiful. (I suppose it's different only in degree from trying to grasp a work of modern art.)

So, this New Scientist article was a pleasant sojourn: "Imagine Earth without people":

Humans are undoubtedly the most dominant species the Earth has ever known. In just a few thousand years we have swallowed up more than a third of the planet's land for our cities, farmland and pastures. . . . And we're leaving quite a mess behind: ploughed-up prairies, razed forests, drained aquifers, nuclear waste, chemical pollution, invasive species, mass extinctions and now the looming spectre of climate change. If they could, the other species we share Earth with would surely vote us off the planet.

Now just suppose they got their wish. Imagine that all the people on Earth - all 6.5 billion of us and counting - could be spirited away tomorrow, transported to a re-education camp in a far-off galaxy. . . .

"The sad truth is, once the humans get out of the picture, the outlook starts to get a lot better," says John Orrock, a conservation biologist at the National Center for Ecological Analysis and Synthesis in Santa Barbara, California.

All things considered, it will only take a few tens of thousands of years at most before almost every trace of our present dominance has vanished completely. Alien visitors coming to Earth 100,000 years hence will find no obvious signs that an advanced civilisation ever lived here.

Yet if the aliens had good enough scientific tools they could still find a few hints of our presence. For a start, the fossil record would show a mass extinction centred on the present day, including the sudden disappearance of large mammals across North America at the end of the last ice age. A little digging might also turn up intriguing signs of a long-lost intelligent civilisation, such as dense concentrations of skeletons of a large bipedal ape, clearly deliberately buried, some with gold teeth or grave goods such as jewellery.
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Ocean sediment cores will show a brief period during which massive amounts of heavy metals such as mercury were deposited, a relic of our fleeting industrial society. . . . The atmosphere will bear traces of a few gases that don't occur in nature, especially perfluorocarbons such as CF4, which have a half-life of tens of thousands of years. Finally a brief, century-long pulse of radio waves will forever radiate out across the galaxy and beyond, proof - for anything that cares and is able to listen - that we once had something to say and a way to say it.

But these will be flimsy souvenirs, almost pathetic reminders of a civilisation that once thought itself the pinnacle of achievement. Within a few million years, erosion and possibly another ice age or two will have obliterated most of even these faint traces. If another intelligent species ever evolves on the Earth - and that is by no means certain, given how long life flourished before we came along - it may well have no inkling that we were ever here save for a few peculiar fossils and ossified relics. The humbling - and perversely comforting - reality is that the Earth will forget us remarkably quickly.

From issue 2573 of New Scientist magazine, 12 October 2006, page 36-41

We're Cooked

From the New Scientist article, "Imagining Earth without people", here's something that I hadn't considered:

Even if CO2 emissions stop tomorrow, though, global warming will continue for another century, boosting average temperatures by a further few tenths of a degree. Atmospheric scientists call this "committed warming", and it happens because the oceans take so long to warm up compared with the atmosphere. In essence, the oceans are acting as a giant air conditioner, keeping the atmosphere cooler than it would otherwise be for the present level of CO2. Most policy-makers fail to take this committed warming into account, says Gerald Meehl, a climate modeller at the National Center for Atmospheric Research, also in Boulder. "They think if it gets bad enough we'll just put the brakes on, but we can't just stop and expect everything to be OK, because we're already committed to this warming."

Read Today's Doonesbury

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U.S. Militarizing Space

President Bush has signed a new National Space Policy that rejects future arms-control agreements that might limit U.S. flexibility in space and asserts a right to deny access to space to anyone "hostile to U.S. interests."

The document, the first full revision of overall space policy in 10 years, emphasizes security issues, encourages private enterprise in space, and characterizes the role of U.S. space diplomacy largely in terms of persuading other nations to support U.S. policy.

"Freedom of action in space is as important to the United States as air power and sea power," the policy asserts in its introduction.

National Security Council spokesman Frederick Jones said in written comments that an update was needed to "reflect the fact that space has become an even more important component of U.S. economic, national and homeland security."

This next bit is so much like a parody that I wonder whether the reporter laughed while typing it:

"This policy is not about developing or deploying weapons in space. Period," said a senior administration official who was not authorized to speak on the record.

Geek-A-Cycle. Um. Okay.

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We at Geek-a-Cycle Inter-Galactic Headquarters strive to produce a good product to improve Geeks fitness everywhere.

It all started when our beloved Founder's mother started nagging him about spending too much time staring at a computer screen. You've undoubtedly heard it: "Get out and get some exercise!"

Our beloved Founder took Mom's admonishment to heart and started thinking about doing exercise while staring at a computer screen. After months of experimentation and many prototypes, the current Geek-a-Cycle was developed.

The advice freely distributed to all Geeks is, "Listen to your Mother."

More "Disturbing Tech" at RealTechNews

10/17/06

Gerty & The Stendhal Syndrome

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Image by Molly Holzschlag of her mother. (Definitely not Gerty.)

Over lunch, I told Gerty about Stendhal Syndrome. Gerty, who is reading a book about physics, had just told me about Maxwell's Demon, and I thought if she could explain somebody's demon I could explain somebody's syndrome. Gerty made short work of my syndrome.

I read about Stendhal's Syndrome in a book review and found it odd and amusing:

Stendhal recorded being shocked by the beauty [of Florence]: "I had palpitations of the heart," he wrote. "Life was drained from me. I walked with the fear of falling." Stendhal Syndrome is now a recognised psychosomatic illness, involving swooning, confusion, temporary memory loss and even hallucinations, resulting from a sensory overload after viewing too much, or too great, art. Cases are recorded every year of people stumbling out of the Uffizi and forgetting who or where they are. (Interestingly, there are no known Japanese sufferers, because, it is thought, of their rapid and targeted approach to sightseeing.)

Graziella Magherini, an Italian psychologist, is responsible for the name, and a google search returns references to all sorts of odd and troubling explanations for this ghastly disease (as well as what sounds like a truly awful movie.) Just as I was launching into these erudite explanations, Gerty stopped me.

Gerty wasn't buying. She already had it all figured out. And, as she told me, it had nothing to do with great art:

Gerty: Listen. Two cups of espresso and a roll. That's what you get for breakfast in Italy. So, they go walk around in galleries for four hours on nothing but espresso and a bun? And no one can figure out why they feel faint and disoriented when they leave the place? That's stupid.

I think Gerty's right.

Something I Need To Remember

From a comment by Paul over at Oil is for sissies:

There's nothing wrong with venting, but if the negative aspects of life consume us, then the bastards have won. It's a hard balance, to be aware of the crap in the world and also revel in the joy of life; a balancing act that I frequently fail. It's good to practice it as often as possible though.

10/16/06

Fat People Really ARE Dumb

If drivers are fatter than cyclists and walkers, then drivers are dumber than cyclists and walkers? Seems right to me.

From the Telegraph:

The new five-year study of more than 2,200 adults claims to have found a link between obesity and the decline in a person's cognitive function. The research, conducted by French scientists, which is published in this month's Neurology journal, involved men and women aged between 32 and 62 taking four mental ability tests that were then repeated five years later.

The researchers found that people with a Body Mass Index – a measure of body fat – of 20 or less could recall 56 per cent of words in a vocabulary test, while those who were obese, with a BMI of 30 or higher, could remember only 44 per cent.

The fatter subjects also showed a higher rate of cognitive decline when they were retested five years later: their recall dropped to 37.5 per cent, whereas those with a healthy weight retained their level of recall.

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Dr Maxime Cournot, who headed the study, suggested that hormones secreted from fats could have a damaging effect on cerebral cells, resulting in decreased brain function. "Another explanation could be that since obesity is a widely known cardiovascular risk factor, due to the thickening and hardening of the blood vessels, that the same happens with the arteries in the brain," said Dr Cournot, an assistant professor in clinical epidemiology at Toulouse University Hospital.

Dr David Haslam, the clinical director of the National Obesity Forum, said the research was alarming. "It goes to show obesity affects every single organ in the human body," said Dr Haslam.

Picasso, Penises, & Elbows

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Le Reve ("The Dream")
1932

Picasso is still dead, but he appears again in a couple interesting stories.

Nora Ephron, in the Huffington Post, describes her reaction after carefully looking at Picasso's Le Reve. The whole piece is great reading, particularly when she reveals the unbelievable thing that happened next. (An event also described in the New Yorker.)

When our story begins, Wynn has just sold the Picasso above for $139 million to another collector and has invited Nora and friends up to take a last look at it.

We went into [Steve] Wynn's office, which is just off the casino, past a waiting area with a group of fantastic Warhols, past a secretary's desk with a Matisse over it (a Matisse over a secretary's desk!) (and by the way a Renoir over another secretary's desk!) and into Wynn's office. There, on the wall, were two large Picassos, one of them Le Reve. Steve Wynn launched into a long story about the painting -- he told us that it was a painting of Picasso's mistress, Marie-Therese Walter, that it was extremely erotic, and that if you looked at it carefully . . . you could see that the head of Marie-Therese was divided in two sections and that one of them was a penis. This was not a good moment for me vis a vis the painting. In fact, I would have to say that it made me pretty much think I wouldn't pay five dollars for it.

Picasso & Pollock

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Number 27, 1950

A Washington Post article about a new show at the Whitney recounts a curious story about Picasso's influence on Jackson Pollock:

A particularly telling moment in "Picasso and American Art," a major new exhibition at the Whitney Museum, shows Pollock trying to cover up the Spaniard's influence -- figuratively, like all his fellow artists in New York, but also literally. Research by scholar Pepe Karmel, presented at the Whitney, shows how Pollock began a famous 1950 "drip" painting with a series of Picassoid figures. He then obliterated them under his trademark skeins of paint.

"That [bleeping] Picasso . . . he's done everything," Pollock said, even as he did his best to make him disappear. He seems to have expressed the general feeling in this country. For at least 50 years, Picasso was the one to watch. If you had the guts that Pollock had, he was also the one to beat.

Not The Onion: U.S. Militarizing Great Lakes

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M-240B machine gun on Coast Guard vessel on Lake Erie

The Coast Guard intends to periodically close 2,500 square miles of the Great Lakes to blast away with machine guns. If you think being in a place where military people are blasting away, you will enjoy that the Coast Guard is calling these areas "Safety Zones."

If you think this is as nuts as I do, the Coast Guard is still taking public comments. At least tell them to change the name to "Danger Zones," or maybe even "Moron Zones," after whoever came up with this idea.

From the New York Times:

U.S. Firing Plans for Great Lakes Raise Concerns
By MONICA DAVEY

For the first time, Coast Guard officials want to mount machine guns routinely on their cutters and small boats [in Grand Haven, Michigan] and around all five of the Great Lakes as part of a program addressing the threats of terrorism after Sept. 11.

And, for the first time in memory, Coast Guard members plan to use a stretch of water at least five miles off this Michigan shore — and 33 other offshore spots near cities like Cleveland; Rochester; Milwaukee; Duluth, Minn.; and Gary, Ind. — as permanent, live fire shooting zones for training on their new 7.62 mm weapons, which can blast as many as 650 rounds a minute and send fire more than 4,000 yards.
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Carole Loftis, the owner of Snug Harbor, a popular restaurant with windows on the water, said that although she certainly carried concerns, like most Americans, about terrorism, drunken boating seemed a more frequent threat around here. “This seems a little like overkill,” Ms. Loftis said of the shooting plans.
Despite complaints from some charter boat captains, environmental groups and city leaders around the Great Lakes, the Coast Guard defended the need to mount M-240B machine guns on its boats and to test fire them two or three times a year in “safety zones,” about 70 square miles each.
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“When I heard, I thought it was something from The Onion newspaper or an Internet hoax,” said Mike Bradley, the mayor of Sarnia, Ontario, which sits beside Lake Huron, where 6 of the 34 live fire zones are planned. “This whole thing was done way below the radar.”

National Academies Study: Americans Crazy

According to Commuting in America III, The Third National Report on Commuting and Trends, by researcher Alan Pisarski for the Transportation Research Council, an arm of the National Academies:

85 percent of workers live in households with at least as many vehicles as there are workers. Two out of five vehicles purchased from 1990 to 2000 were in households that already had two or more vehicles.

These findings were interesting, too:

  • Half of Americans live in the suburbs, 30 percent in central cities and the rest outside metro areas. Commuting patterns are roughly similar around the country, except in the largest metro areas.

    The New York metro area has 2.2 million households without vehicles, more than the entire West region of the nation and equal to the Midwest, the study said. It also accounts for 38 percent of all U.S. transit riders.

  • Extremely long commutes are increasing. In 1990, New York was the only state where more than 10% of workers traveled more than 60 minutes to work. In 2000, New Jersey, Maryland and Illinois earned that distinction.

10/15/06

Enflamed By Modern Culture

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Yesterday I read Scott Stoll's declaration of independence from his culture and its expectations (and looked at the photo of him sporting an outfit that is about as far from “designer” as I can imagine.) Today I ran across the sad tale of Neil Boorman who seems to have lived a good part of his life as Stoll's opposite.

Boorman tells us his self-esteem was so fragile and his reliance on mainstream culture for strokes so deep that buying the “correct” track suit would make him happy. He ended up, as he puts it, “buying happiness in little chunks." Boorman's addiction ran so deep that he felt compelled to incinerate all his little chunks of happiness in a public ceremony.

Maybe it was art or maybe liberation or maybe just a different way to get another, bigger rush from mainstream culture.

Seven months ago, self-confessed brand addict Neil Boorman decided that enough was enough. After spending nearly 20 years obsessed with designer outfits, fashionable footwear, expensive electronic gadgets and even the most up-to-date, must-have furniture, the 31-year-old London-based style journalist and music promoter decided to get rid of every single branded item he owned. TV, trousers and toothpaste included, everything had to go.

But, rather than bagging up the items and taking them to a charity shop or recycling station, Boorman felt that drastic action was needed. So radical, in fact, that he decided to burn all of his branded possessions in a quest to kill his habit. And so, one September evening in Finsbury Square, central London, Boorman's belongings, as well as his brand-manufactured identity, went up in smoke. Within five minutes, nothing was left.

. . . "I have been using [brands] to bolster my self-esteem and I think that the only way I can personally get to a space where I am actually a bit happier with myself is to stop buying happiness in little chunks off these companies," he said.

. . . "I think that we have come, for one reason or another, to rely on branded stuff to make us happy and deep down I think that most of us know that it doesn't. We just use it as a bit of a quick fix," he said.

. . . The 200 members of the audience--mainly readers of Boorman's blog (www.bonfireofthebrands.blogspot.com)--were invited to take away anything that was left. The stampede was deafening.

. . . "I don't think that there is anything wrong with brands as such," Boorman said. "The issue that I have is the way a lot of modern brands are being advertised and marketed to people. [. . .] rather than just promoting the products on the basis of how good they are, for decades they have been using psychological techniques which basically tap into our subconscious emotions."

A Beautiful Day

I haven't stopped smiling since I woke up. The fall leaves are brilliant. The little kids at the local coffee shop all seem happy. And (unlike gwadzilla) everyone I've run into had at least one interesting or thought-provoking thing to say.

A 64-year old painter told us, among many other things, about his work, making me wonder how people who don't have "work" or a mission think about their lives. A gentleman described what the new Denver Art Museum building looked like in the light of the sunrise. A friend described a recent 2-day meeting at which he was the only speaker without PowerPoint slides and the effect on the audience.

In a moment I'm off to a place I've been but never ridden to. Should be fun. . .

And it was.

Gerty's Catholic Diet

Gerty turns up as I am eating a slice of homemade bread and drinking a glass of water.

Gerty: Are you on the prison diet?
Me: Huh?
Gerty: Bread and water.
Me: Oh. I guess so.
Gerty: I'm on the Catholic diet.
Me: What are you talking about?
Gerty: Bread and wine.

10/14/06

More Winter Dream Food

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Every day for years, people worried me by saying I was crazy. Eventually, I decided that anyone who has the courage to break his cultural mold and follow a dream needs to be a little crazy. And, in my case, have a desire to see the world from the seat of my bike.

The New York Times has a short piece by Scott Stoll about bicycling around the world. (It's probably the introduction to the book he's written about his trip.)

Scott Stoll's website has much more, including a collection of his interesting and well-written travelogues. The quote on that page captures his approach and tone: "Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy." -- F. Scott Fitzgerald

On the Road for 4 Years and 25,000 Miles

Scott Stoll

In a sense, cycling around the world was easy. I bought a steel mountain bike (which I had to weld back together six times), put a repair kit, tent, sleeping bag, stove, water filter, sunscreen, clothes and peanut butter in the panniers, and had the determination to keep the pedals spinning for 4 years, 25,752 miles, 50 countries and 6 continents.
. . .
In retrospect, the first step I took was the unintentional sabotaging of my droll life. All in one week, my girlfriend dumped me, I was fired from my job as an art director and my best friend eloped, leaving me without rent money. After some self-pity, and self-medicating with cheap beer and bad sitcoms, I asked myself what I would do if I could do absolutely anything.

From that, the notion of cycling around the world grew like a virus . . .

The most important lesson I learned was that people around the world -- despite appearance, education, culture, language -- are essentially the same. We have fears and joys and dreams.

There's more here: Have wheels, will travel

Winter Dream Food

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Lysefjorden, Rogaland, from the North Sea Cycle's photo gallery.

Just in time for winter planning or (more likely) winter dreaming, the Telegraph has an article about Canada's Icefields Parkway and a list of 5 more bike routes that, for the most part, sound great:

  1. Canada's Icefields Parkway (185 miles between Jasper and Lake Louise)

  2. Pacific Coast Highway (2,000 miles between Canadian and Mexican borders)

  3. Loire à Velo cycle path (100-mile stretch between Tours and Angers)

  4. The Great Ocean Road (through southern Australia from an hour out of Melbourne, to Warnambool, a sandy bay some 200 miles to the west)

  5. South Africa/Swaziland (big-game spotting by bike in South Africa)

  6. North Sea Cycle Route (3,750-miles in Belgium, Holland, Denmark, Germany, Sweden, Norway, Scotland and England)

The North Sea route is at the top of my list this morning. Long enough to pose a challenge, and it looks beautiful. Probably costly, though.

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he on his "Red Cob"; she on her "Grasshopper"

Richard Holmes's review of Claire Tomalin's new biography of Thomas Hardy, "Thomas Hardy: The Time-Torn Man," makes me want to race over to the bookstore to grab the book (and discover more about Hardy's and Emma's bicycles!)

(The subtitle - "The Time-torn Man" - comes from a Hardy poem that inexplicably soothes me each time I stumble across it, though that certainly wasn't why Hardy wrote it.)

From the review in the Guardian:

[Claire Tomalin's new biography of Thomas Hardy] opens not with Hardy's birth in 1840, but with the death of poor, neglected Emma Hardy in 1912, and the startling declaration: "This is the moment when Thomas Hardy became a great poet."

The intensely upsetting scene that follows - the body heaved down from the attic, the coffin placed at the foot of Hardy's bed for three days - is used to show the sudden astonishing release of Hardy's great elegies for Emma in the Poems of 1912-13, . . . .

The exact nature of that marriage is one of the most notorious problems in 19th-century biography, . . . No love letters remain between Emma and Hardy, except two fragments copied by Hardy into his notebooks. In one she wrote prophetically "Your novel seems sometimes like a child, your own and none of me." . . .

Most earlier biographers here suffer from prolepsis - anticipation: the marriage was doomed from the start. Yet Tomalin produces an unforgettably fresh and vivid chapter about their first meetings in Cornwall, entitled "Lyonnesse" (after his famous, chant-like poem). Her exuberant presentation of Emma, with her mass of golden hair, her horse-riding along the dangerous edge of Beeny Cliff, the tender walks and the seductive picnics, brilliantly establishes the lasting power of the romance for Hardy which illuminates the whole biography.

She boldly describes Hardy's erotic drawing of Emma on all fours searching for their lost picnic wine-glass in the waterfall. "She is deliciously dressed, hatted and curled, with her bottom sticking up, her sleeves rolled and her breasts clearly outlined."

She gives barometric care to tracing the fluctuating emotional rhythms between writer and wife. "The shifting feelings in a marriage ... are as complex and unpredictable as cloud formations." . . .

Yet there are still numerous continental tours, Paris visits, London parties, and the famous epic bicycle expeditions - he on his "Red Cob", she on her "Grasshopper" with the matching green velvet costume that the Dorchester locals found so ludicrous. Tomalin relishes, rather than derides, these eccentricities.

10/13/06

I Am Not An Idiot; I Am An Idiot

It turns out that I actually built that last wheel the right way. I found another MA-3 rim and compared the drilling to the that on the rim that I used. Surprise! I did it correctly. I was not an idiot.

Then I found a Jobst Brandt post about reusing a hub. According to the guru of wheelbuilding, I'm an idiot again. Getting leading and trailing spokes reversed (which I didn't) is a minor problem compared to getting them oriented differently than they were originally (which I did). So, I'm an idiot again:

From: Jobst Brandt
Date: Wed, Aug 23 2000 12:00 am
Groups: rec.bicycles.tech

Art Harris writes:

I'm contemplating building up a new rear wheel (new spokes/new rim) with my existing Ultegra freehub. . . Does it matter whether the spokes are oriented the same way in the spoke holes of the hub (i.e., leading and trailing spokes)?

Yes. Deformation of spoke holes is usually significant and a second pattern of metal flow of this magnitude can tear out flange sections with sufficient use. I have a couple of Campagnolo Record hubs with just such failures lying in my broken parts collection. Such failures are also not warranted if there is evidence of two spoke patterns.

I probably used the bloody thing long enough to worry about "deformation of spoke holes." So, I'll need to rebuild it again.

Gerty will love this.

Mexico Bans Unsanitary America Lettuce

From today's New York Times:

Earlier this week, Mexico announced that it would halt its imports of lettuce grown in the United States after another Salinas Valley company, the Nunes Company, issued a voluntary recall, believing that some of its lettuce may have been irrigated with water containing harmful E. coli.

This is almost as much fun as when Mexico sent army units to help in the inept U.S. response to Katrina.

A Problem (and Solution) I Wish We Had

Wouldn't it be nice to have so many people cycling that drunk cyclists became worthy of a police crackdown?

In May this year, a nationwide police crackdown on cyclists led to four apprehensions for drunken riding. The apprehensions came after the National Police Agency sent out a notice to prefectural police in April ordering officers to actively apprehend cyclists for serious traffic violations such as riding while drunk.

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A bicycle on the back of a taxi in Matsuyama, Japan.

Fujitaxi, a taxi firm that became the first to launch a bicycle transportation service in December 1996, said more people were starting to use the service, saying that they are afraid to drink and ride.

I like the bike racks on taxis, but it seems nutty to treat the crime of riding a 35-pound bike with a maximum speed of 25 mph while drunk the same as driving a 1.5 ton car with a maximum speed of 120 mph.

Under the Road Traffic Law, a bicycle is a light vehicle, and if people are caught cycling while drunk they can be handed a red ticket, which is reserved for serious offences. In 2005, apprehensions for light vehicle violations were made in 326 cases, with bicycles accounting for most of the cases. This figure was 3.8 times more than the 85 cases recorded in 2004.

10/12/06

Melting Glaciers

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Two views of Ag Upsala glacier in Patagonia. First from 1928 and second from 2004.

From the Guardian Unlimited:

A survey has revealed that the rate of melting across the world has sharply accelerated in recent years, placing even previously stable glaciers in jeopardy. The loss of glaciers in South America and Asia will threaten the water supplies of millions of people within a few decades, the experts warn.

Georg Kaser, a glaciologist at the University of Innsbruck, Austria, who led the research, said: "The glaciers are going to melt and melt until they are all gone. There are not any glaciers getting bigger any more."

. . .

One of the first impacts of glacier melting is likely to be in South America. In August, a report from 20 UK-based environment and development groups warned that Andean glaciers are melting so fast that some are expected to disappear within 15-25 years.

This would deny major cities water supplies and put populations and food supplies at risk in Colombia, Peru, Chile, Venezuela, Ecuador, Argentina and Bolivia.

Other countries are noticing the effects. Studies show snow and ice cover in the eastern Himalayas has shrunk by about 30% since the 1970s. Melting glaciers have created lakes in the mountains which could burst and cause widespread flooding. Of 150 glaciers that once stood in Glacier National Park in the northern US, only 27 remain. The US Environmental Protection Agency says the biggest are a third the size they were in 1850. Continued warming could melt them completely by 2030.

In case you had heard that some glaciers were getting bigger, you might wish to read George Monbiot's attempt to track down the facts: Junk science - David Bellamy's inaccurate and selective figures on glacier shrinkage are a boon to climate change deniers.

10/11/06

Gerty Knows

I took yesterday off to spend with Gerty. But Gerty didn't call for her tea until around 10:30 and wasn't ready to go anywhere until around noon.

Gerty's extended nap gave me a chance to catch up on some bike maintenance, including building a wheel from a used rear hub.

I proceeded with the wheelbuilding at my usual plodding pace. I'm careful these days having learned, after making nearly every possible mistake, that I need to pay attention when I am lacing a wheel. If I don't I'll end up unscrewing 30-some spokes and starting over. (This was funny the first couple times.)

But when it came time to connect spokes to rim, I realized that I had laced the wheel differently than the last person who built a wheel on this hub. The little dimples that the spokes had originally made in the flange holes were no longer under the spokes. This was weird. Why should it be different? Maybe I could turn the hub over . . . but that didn't make sense either . . .

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Cyclist Killed In Bike Lane; Driver Gets 90 Days

"[H]is Mercedes-Benz drifted into the bicycle lane on Woodside Road, hitting Michelle Mazzei . . . " Another case of a car (possessed by demons?) doing things on its own?

What really possessed the car (and reporter and the driver) is our car culture, In the U.S. it's normal to hurtle down the road in a thousand pound chunk of steel without paying attention. When a driver's recklessness and speed end up killing someone, we call it an "accident."

Driver gets 90 days in bicyclist's death

By John Coté, San Francisco Chronicle

A 69-year-old Colorado man was sentenced Tuesday to 90 days in jail and three years' probation for killing a Menlo Park elementary school teacher a year ago when he accidentally swerved his car into a bicycle lane where she was riding in Woodside.

Theodore Charles Thornbrough of Westminster, Colo., told police he was looking for the on-ramp to Interstate 280 on Oct. 2, 2005, when his Mercedes-Benz drifted into the bicycle lane on Woodside Road, hitting Michelle Mazzei of Redwood City.

Mazzei, 34, was taken to Stanford Medical Center, where she died. Thornbrough pleaded no contest Aug. 11 in San Mateo County Superior Court to misdemeanor vehicular manslaughter in the Oak Knoll School teacher's death.

. . .

"They lost a very good person," prosecutor Josh Stauffer said after leaving the Redwood City courtroom. He described the 90-day sentence as reasonable.

"He's crushed," [Defense attorney Brendan] Conroy said after the sentencing. "Obviously, the victim's family is more crushed."

A guy could go and on about this.
Bicyclist hit, killed on daily commute
(St. Petersburg Times).

Love In The Classroom - Al Zolynas

LOVE IN THE CLASSROOM
—for my students

Afternoon. Across the garden, in Green Hall,
someone begins playing the old piano—
a spontaneous piece, amateurish and alive,
full of a simple, joyful melody.
The music floats among us in the classroom.

I stand in front of my students
telling them about sentence fragments.
I ask them to find the ten fragments
in the twenty-one-sentence paragraph on page forty-five.

. . .

I sit down on my desk to wait,
and it hits me from nowhere—a sudden
sweet, almost painful love for my students.
“Never mind,” I want to cry out.
“It doesn’t matter about fragments.
Finding them or not. Everything’s
a fragment and everything’s not a fragment.
Listen to the music, how fragmented,
how whole, how we can’t separate the music
from the sun falling on its knees on all the greenness,
from this movement, how this moment
contains all the fragments of yesterday
and everything we’ll ever know of tomorrow!”

Instead, I keep a coward’s silence.
The music stops abruptly:
they finish their work,
and we go through the right answers,
which is to say
we separate the fragments from the whole.

I have felt this way. Sometimes I just want to whoop aloud, grab my students by the shoulders, and shout, "It's not that important! Get out there and throw your arms around someone you love. Call your parents and say hello. Go bake bread. Be happy!"

But, "I keep a coward's silence." They wonder about my sanity enough.

10/10/06

City Acts To Prevent Drug-Crazed, Elderly, Library Volunteers From Wreaking Havoc

Library volunteers just say no to drug testing

By KAREN VOYLES
Sun staff writer

BRONSON - Levy County's public libraries are struggling to get books checked out or reshelved because retirees who usually handle many of those chores have balked at a requirement that they "pee in a cup" as part of a mandatory drug test for all county volunteers.

"It's not like we are a high-risk group for coming in drunk or high or stoned or whatever," said one volunteer. "This is just a common-sense issue - why are we spending tax money to test 75-year-old grandmothers for marijuana? We should be using that money to buy more books and computers."

The situation has gotten to the point where the pool of 55 volunteers has dwindled to two and the number of hours worked by volunteers in the county's five libraries plunged from 330 in September 2005 to 11 this September, according to county library records.

The citizens of Levy County Florida can sleep easier tonight.

Landis lays out "Defense"

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Landis spokesman Michael Henson says, at this point, the rider is not contending that the positive sample is not his, only that the lab work was extremely sloppy.

Ah yes, the old "My sample tested positive but the labeling was sloppy" defense. That's convincing.

The Earth Fights Back?

It's pleasant to imagine the earth swallowing cars, but it's probably just a defective drain. Ah well, I can dream.

10/09/06

Poisoning the Children

On weekdays, I make breakfast for the kids (before waking them and sending them off to school.) This morning I made Indian potato pancakes. They were not a hit. I consoled myself with the thought that all day long they got to tell their friends about how their father tried to poison them with curry and scallions.

Throwing Rocks At Cars

Throwing rocks at speeding cars? Now that's a way to enforce speed limits that might actually work. . . .

Interesting that road construction in Indonesia raises many of the same issues as it should in the U.S., but the Indonesian villagers, unlike most Americans, grasp that there are negative impacts from a road that allows cars to travel faster.

From the New York Times:

A $245 million stretch of blacktop intended to be the signature good-will gesture from the American people to the Indonesian survivors of the 2004 tsunami has instead become a parable of the problems of Aceh Province’s recovery.

. . .

Construction of the 150-mile road along the devastated coast has yet to start, stalled by a host of obstacles like acquiring right of way through residential and farm land . . .

Though villagers welcome the idea, some have reservations about an American-style thoroughfare with a wide shoulder on either side that will replace the existing ribbon of mostly churned dirt and mud.

Villagers say they fear speeding traffic — they have thrown rocks at fast-traveling cars of foreign aid workers — and want to be able to sell snacks and tea from stalls snug by the roadside, as they have always done.

Gerty's Getting A New Bike!

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How Gerty feels about her new bike. (Source: Raleigh Japan)

Gerty rides every single day. Leaving aside overseas trips and the annual Christmas trip, she has probably missed fewer than 20 days in the last decade. Yes, you read that right . . . 20 days in a decade!

So, the theft of her city bike crushed her. She mourned for a month or so, but a replacement, an 05 Jamis Coda, should arrive this week. The anticipation is building.

10/08/06

Wow! (In Amsterdam)

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Bike Parking in front of Amsterdam's Central Train Station, from "Eyes on the Street: Amsterdam" at StreetsBlog

Choosing to take this as a compliment

The headline above, which is the key, and the quote below are from Zbicyclist:

"... theoretical physics is the cheapest of endeavors. Its practitioners require no expensive equipment. All they need is legal pads and pencils and blackboards and chalk to ply their trade, plus room and board and health insurance and a place to park their bikes."

Makes sense. Cyclists and theoretical physicists. It's the IQ thing.

The quote is from Lee Smolin's new book, “The Trouble with Physics: The Rise of String Theory, the Fall of a Science, and What Comes Next,” which doesn't sound like it's about bicycles. The quote is included in a New Yorker article by Jim Holt - "Unstrung" - about the state of string theory.

The New Yorker article's main virtue is its (short) length. It isn't about bicycles either.

The Elephant Is Not Going Out Quietly

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Elephant tracks in sand by Muriel Gottrop (September 2004).

From the New York Times:

It has long been apparent that every large, land-based animal on this planet is ultimately fighting a losing battle with humankind. And yet entirely befitting of an animal with such a highly developed sensibility, a deep-rooted sense of family and, yes, such a good long-term memory, the elephant is not going out quietly.

All across Africa, India and parts of Southeast Asia, from within and around whatever patches and corridors of their natural habitat remain, elephants have been striking out, destroying villages and crops, attacking and killing human beings. . . .

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Happy Sunday

Say what you will about the Ten Commandments, you must always come back to the pleasant fact that there are only ten of them. - H. L. Mencken

10/07/06

DIY Alien Detection

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Is it me or is it them?

The phone call seemed innocuous. As I collected my notes on the scintillating details of competing employee retirement options, I never expected that within seconds I would be unmasked, and the secret I had concealed for years from my fellow board members meetings, would be revealed.

Here's how my true identity as an alien from another planet was revealed. . .

My guard was down. Board meetings, Hewlett-Packard's aside, are rarely dangerous. (Ignoring the constant danger of nodding off.)

My fellow board members, "liberal-minded" and "socially responsible" - I know this because they live in Boulder and drive Priuses - are open-minded. For themselves they might insist on voting Democratic, shopping at Whole Foods, and sincerely believe that if they buy loads of "green" stuff, we can save the planet. Yet, these are not beliefs they impose on everyone. They will endure an occasional vote for the Greens (if the race isn't close), a loaf of Safeway bread (if it has imported olives in it), or a fleece jacket with less than 90% recycled content (as long as it was purchased from a socially responsible company). This is Boulder, after all, - diversity of opinion is valued.

We had an appointment to chat with our socially responsible investment advisor on the phone. We were using a conference room in the offices of a super socially responsible developer - an office where my bike is tolerated (though everyone seems to drive) and not an ounce of urinal flush water goes unmourned.

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10/06/06

An encouraging note about Copenhagen

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Copenhagen, Denmark is not a natural bicycling city. In the early 1960's it was very much of a car town. In 1962 the city created its first pedestrian street, the Stroget, and every year since then Copenhagen has allocated more and more of its public space to bicycles, pedestrians and people who just want to sit and take a load off. The result is a remarkably pleasant city. Danish urban designer Jan Gehl says that the single biggest key to the change has been the development of the city's extensive bicycle network and that the Copenhagen of great public spaces that we see today would not be possible without bicycles.

I wonder why Denver's planners don't know this:

It turns out that cars and bikes pretty much want to do the same thing -- go fast and straight for long stretches without having to stop and start lots of times.

10/05/06

Salazar: Disappointment? Disappointment?!

Ken Salazar. Ken was one of 12 Democrats who voted for the Military Commissions Act.

. . .I have concerns with this bill, but on balance it meets my personal view of what America needs to get the job done.

Some of my friends have told me, good Democrats that they are, that they are "disappointed" with Ken Salazar. I'm not disappointed. I'm disgusted. Nauseated. Sickened. And I'm not so happy with my "disappointed" friends, either.

"Disappointed" implies some surprise and some sadness. I'm neither surprised nor sad - I'm just disgusted. And outraged (to the extent I have any remaining capacity to be outraged.)

What Ken is doing shouldn't be a surprise to these folks. Anyone who looked beyond the Democrat label and the knee jerk endorsement of the environmental community - which my "disappointed" friends were unwilling to do - knew what their vote for Ken meant.

Ken was for the war, for dams, for mining companies, against same sex adoption, against grassroots Democratic activists, and for compelling people to say the Pledge of Allegiance (and "under god" should be part of the Pledge). Since Ken joined the Senate he has voted with Republicans to protect the downtrodden credit card industry from their bankrupt customers, voted to confirm conservative Justice Roberts (because he found Roberts "a good man" after chatting with him), refused to fillibuster Alito, voted to confirm some of the worst Court of Appeal judges ever, supported Alberto Gonzales for Attorney Genera, and will continue to prevent one of Colorado's senate seats from being filled by a liberal or progressive for at least ten more years.

Just what does Salazar think (personally?) that "American needs to get the job done"? Apparently, torture, and immunity for war criminals. (Not to mention unreviewable kangaroo courts, but that's for another day.)

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10/04/06

Time for Congressional Drug Testing

From today's New York Times:

Tucked away in fine print in the military spending bill for this past year was a lump sum of $20 million to pay for a celebration in the nation’s capital “for commemoration of success” in Iraq and Afghanistan.

Not surprisingly, the money was not spent.

Now Congressional Republicans are saying, in effect, maybe next year. A paragraph written into spending legislation and approved by the Senate and House allows the $20 million to be rolled over into 2007.

The original legislation empowered the president to designate “a day of celebration” to commemorate the success of the armed forces in Afghanistan and Iraq, and to “issue a proclamation calling on the people of the United States to observe that day with appropriate ceremonies and activities.”

10/03/06

Delightful!

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10/02/06

The New Yorker Isn't Crazy About The New DAM Either

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KM Newnham: Denver Art Museum, "Prow" of Libeskind's Hamilton Building and Ponti's Main Building (some street furniture photoshopped out)

Libeskind’s new Denver Art Museum is an eruption of hard-edged rhomboids that suggests gargantuan quartz crystals. This is a bold building, and it is neither an inaccessible theoretical work nor a brazen piece of entertainment, but somewhere in between.

. . .

As a purely sculptural feat, this building is a thrilling affirmation of the idea that museums can be art works as well as merely containers. It is also willful and arbitrary, and wildly self-indulgent. Some people will praise Libeskind for creating the most exciting place in downtown Denver since the exuberant Gilded Age atrium in the lobby of the Brown Palace Hotel, and others will denounce him for creating a building that appears to put an architect’s love of certain shapes above any commitment to the functions that a museum is supposed to serve. They will both be right.

Riding A Fixie: Lashed To A Runaway Horse . . .

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JoJo's Beloved Julep

JoJo at Den of Awkwardness is back on her fixie after a fixie-free summer:

Riding [the bike she named Julep] reminded me of when I first made her. There is this feeling of being lashed to something not completely within my control – sort of like a runaway horse (complete with the fear of her bucking me off.) Despite my nervousness, she is exhilerating to ride . . . .

The rest of the post, like most of what JoJo writes, is worth reading.

10/01/06

Oh Good.

THERE is growing speculation across Europe that Ivan Basso, Jan Ullrich and Floyd Landis may be free to race in the 2007 Tour de France, which starts in London, if doping charges against the riders are dismissed.

Great. The prospect of yet another Tour under a cloud.

Of course the "if doping charges against the riders are dismissed" is a big "if." Landis's lawyer, Howard Jacobs is the same fellow who lost Tyler Hamilton's appeal.

Disraeli Gears (Another Thing I Didn't Know)

From Kent's Bike Blog:

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The title of the album was an inside joke. Clapton had been thinking of getting a racing bike and was discussing it with Baker, when Mick Turner, one of the roadies, commented on the performance of "those Disraeli gears", meaning to say "derailleur gears". The band thought this was hilarious and decided that it should be the title of their next album. Had it not been for the roadie's malapropism, the album would simply have been entitled Cream.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disraeli_Gears

I had always thought the title was an incomprehensible reference to Benjamin Disraeli.

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