Eric Florack on March 7th, 2005

Captain’s Quarters gets into this bit with the Italian Journalist, Giuliana Sgrena.  Ed, in short, feels that we’re dealing with a lack of communiation.

I concur.  AS Ed describes it:

It appears, so far, that what happened is that the Italians came up to a checkpoint that they hadn’t anticipated on a road that is the most dangerous in Iraq. Not sure of who the people were waving for them to stop — remember, they were still a ways off — they intended to drive straight through it to get to the checkpoint they knew. The Americans tried warning the car and when it failed to stop, shot out the engine with a few rounds from an M-16 or similar weapon. The rounds bounced through to the interior or missed their intended target and went straight into the cab.

Try it this way; You’re on one of the most dangerous highways in the world for Car-bomb suicide attacks.  You’ve got a car speeding toward your checkpoint, refusing to stop when told.

Think fast; what do you do?

And what is this about the Italians caving in to Rransom demands?

UPDATE: Ed’s just on fire with this one today.
He writes that Giuliana Sgrena’s working for Il Manifesto, which as the name sugegsts is an Italian Communist newspaper. Gee, no reason for their wanting to cast Americans in a negative light, eh?

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Eric Florack on March 7th, 2005

The problem, of course, is that there’s a lot of dogs. There’s also only one mother-in-law. It’s that combination that had me scrambling, over this last week.

OK, perhaps I should back up and explain fully for the benefit of those who hadn’t been following this saga.

My 81- year- old mother in law had a stroke a month ago, which left her unable to care for herself. As often happens, her children were forced to deal with the house and all that was in it. This always unpleasant task was multiplied by the pets left behind. One of which… her dog… was a rather faithful companion… a beagle mix called George. George really is a great dog, and was an ideal companion for Mom.

Her birds (two of these) would have been no problem. My wife and I keep birds, so what’s two more? The dog was another story. We already have a dog, and three cats, neither of which will get along with another dog. Sad, because given the choice, we’d have kept him in the family. We rather like George. But because of our situation, he ended up spending a month being cared for by the vet where Mom had been taking him for the last few years, whilst we spent our spare time looking websites all over the country.

We finally found one in May’s Landing, NJ, called “Penny Angel’s Beagle Rescue“. During our initial conversation with the folks running that operation, we learned that Penny Angles places 300 dogs per year in foster homes. Based on this we made arrangements to drop off George at a PetSmart outside Atlantic City, NJ, where Penny Algels were doing a pet placement thing. PetSmart is to be commended for this, arranging for adoptions is something they do quite a bit of across the country. Apparently Penny Angles is one adoption partner of many.

The problem I had was one of time; I couldn’t pick the dog up form the vet here in Rochester, NY, until 08:30 on Saturday… and I had to be at May’s Landing by no later than 15:30. Mapquest says the trip is do-able in 6 and a half hours. Which left me about a half an hour of playtime. (Oh, joy!) Good thing that Bit’sBox is road ready.

400 miles to find a dog a home may seem like a bit much, but I had already offered to drive this animal anywhere within 600 miles of Rochester. First, as I say, he’s a good dog, but my mother in law was rather attached to him. On both those accounts, I couldn’t simply take him to the “humane society” where he stood about a 90% chance of being gassed in the second week there. even without her feelings being involved in the matter, I would have hated to create a second tragedy in response to the first.

So, we drove on Saturday.

I-90 to Syracuse and then 81 south to Scranton PA, and 476 to 76, through Philly to 676 the Ben Franklin Bridge, the Altantic City Expressway, and there we were, 6 hours later.

A few things things of note, that I jammed into my Palm as we made our trip.

  • George, it seems, likes to ride.
  • 476 is a raceway. There’s no other way to put it. When I got on at Scranton, I punched up 5 over the limit on the cruise computer, trying to make a little time, and soon found everyone, and I mean everyone on the highway was whipping by me at at least 80. Amazingly, Bit’sBox did very well indeed in this environment, holding it’s own at the upper edges of highway sanity. When, in this manner, I got to around a half-hour ahead of my schedule, I was seriously considering backing off on speed, but the traffic around me was having none of it. So, I rode the rest of the way into Philly at 80, getting there 38 minutes ahead of the clock.
  • It’s been 20 years since I was on I-76 in Philly proper. Now, I remember WHY. If I have my way, it’ll be another 20 before I try that nonsense again. I’ve had serious driving time in a lot of major markets… Boston, LA, Albany, Pittsburg, Cleveland. In the case of LA, bad habits were easy to adopt. I came back after two weeks of driving in LA and was pulling stuff that would make local cabbies blush. Well, let me tell you….Philly on 76 was like driving in LA, with half the available lanes. In the 12 some-odd miles between I-476 and the I-676 interchange (Which sets you up for the Ben Franklin Bridge) I counted no less than 12 accidents… all bumper bangers, nothing major. But it made me look at my now salt-covered paint in a new light.
  • Jersey is interesting. From the Camden side of the bridge to Altantic City is somewhere around 45 miles. The drive reminds me of driving in New England or perhaps New Brunswick, because of the types of land and trees… lots of scrub pine. Lots of deer, too, right out by the road, giving me cause to wonder if that heartburn I’ve been dealing with isn’t something a bit more serious as I went by at nearly a full clip.
  • New Jersey is a fairly easy place to get lost. In my case this cost me around half the time I’d made up coming in. Good thing Penney Angels keeps a cell phone handy to guide me in.
  • Gasoline in Philly: $2.25. Gasoline outside Camden, NJ, along the ACE; $1.78. Which lends itself rather well to the energy argument I made on BitsBlog the other day… one blend of gasoline, Gang. It’s time.
  • Shopping malls are about the same everywhere, including this one in Mays Landing. It wouldn’t have taken much to convince me I was someplace else, once I got to the place I was to meet Penny Angels.
  • Is it madness, or is it just me? How is it that PetSmart allows dogs on the sales floor? Dog sqabbles are bound to ensue. This was quickly brought home to be by a rather large looking German Sheppard. Darn thing, if it stood up on it’s hind legs would have easily been as tall as I am… and I’m 6’2″. George was too tired and freaked out to notice him as we walked into the store, thankfully.
  • Saying good bye to George was harder than I expected, given that I didn’t see him all that often while Mom had him. Dogs as a rule don’t like long goodbyes… makes them nervous. So, I thought that giving him a final good-bye would have made the job for the rescue crew harder. He’d know something was up. So I simply signed the papers and walked back to the truck. Oops, He knew, anyway… he started barking, and I kept walking… his bark still ringing in my ears, as I left. I hope he does well in his new home. I’m sorry I can’t be a part of it.
  • Going back through Philly to try and catch some rail action for my older boy who came along to help and keep me company, (and awake) we found some interesting sites. Amtrak runs a goodly sized operation there at the 30th street station. However, we recognized almost at once that it was not the best of neighborhoods, when, upon bailing off the expresway onto the surfce streets around 30th street, I was faced with what looked like it may have been a Ford Taurus wagon, stripped of parts, on four cement blocks, and burned out.  We were then shown by example, that the “residenentially challanged” have exchanged their shopping carts for bicycles with baskets mounted. The guy’s likely still standing on that corner screaming for us to come back so he can wash our windows, or something. We’re going to have to study the maps better next time we come here, I think.
  • The hills around Scranton can get nasty when it’s windy out. 476 is a bad enough road; it doesn’t need the help of the wind pushing me around.
  • One of the things I’d hoped to do with this whole situation was create an object lesson for my older boy; That being that life is not expendable, and that we have a responsibility both to our families, and the lives they take responsibility for. Spending a Saturday driving, and the ~$120 of fuel costs were, in my view, a small matter in the face of that responsibility.

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    Eric Florack on March 7th, 2005

    …made the run without major incident in the desired time. I’ll be posting the report on that trip in a BITSBIT later today.

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    Jen Martinez writes a great Blog about things Military, called A Collection of Thoughts. She’s been in my blogroll forever. Today she writes a note about an effort to buy a paralyzed soldier a home, over in Wheaton, Illinois.

    It’s the kind of story you’ll never see posted by Kos, or Kevin Drum, for example.

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    Eric Florack on March 4th, 2005

    Ed at the Captain’s Quarters links Senator John Cornyn (R-TX) who has …..

    …written a detailed rebuttal to Robert Byrd’s argument on the Senate floor earlier this week, when (apart from the abhorrent Nazi analogies) the former Klan recruiter took on the mantle of the protector of minority rights. Cornyn demolishes Byrd’s arguments that the GOP’s attempt to change precedent on filibusters has any Hitlerian overtones by pointing out the specifics of when Byrd himself successfully did the same thing.

    Good reading.

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    Eric Florack on March 4th, 2005

    Fellow Rochester blogger Charles Simmons notes the Tingy list has grown yet further. He suggests he’ll continue doing this list until it reaches a billion USD. Frankly at the rate it’s groiwng, he won’t be long at it.

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    Eric Florack on March 4th, 2005

    Can anyone name for me any prominent liberals who have publicly condemned Ward Churchill?

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    Eric Florack on March 4th, 2005

    Little Green Footballs notes that the LA TIMES has started shilling for North Korea.

    That rumble you hear is Frank Gannett rolling endlessly in his tomb.

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    Eric Florack on March 4th, 2005

    Engadget has a picture you need to see.

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    Eric Florack on March 4th, 2005

    The Times Online ‘s Gerald Baker has invoked Monty Python in explaining the stupidity of the Anti-American view of the EU and a lot of Leftist Americans, with them.

    Confronted with this awkward turn of events, Reg’s angry successors are asking their cohorts: “What have the Americans ever done for us?” “Well, they did get rid of the Taleban in Afghanistan. ‘Orrible bunch, they were.”

    “All right, the Taleban, I grant you.”

    “Then there was Iraq. Knocked off one of the nastiest dictators who ever lived and gave the whole nation a chance to pick its own rulers.”

    “Yeah, all right. Fair enough. I didn’t like Saddam.”

    Those who know me well, will know i’m a Python type of guy, so this stuff is just super.  And it makes the point so well…

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    Eric Florack on March 4th, 2005

    Neal Boortz makes the point today… and I’ve made it many times, here….  that it’s time to start drilling… past it, rather. It’s also time to build refineries. And it’s time to tell the EPA to stuff itself on this ‘seasonal blends’ nonsense. One blend of fuel, nationwide.  Stop demaning 50 kinds of gasoline.

    It’s the only way prices are going to go down, gang… it’s overdue.

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    Eric Florack on March 4th, 2005

    Just an offhand comment….

    Given the wall to wall carpet bombing of Martha- Stewart- getting- out- of- jail coverage, there must be no negative stories to put up about President Bush. Certainly, the news out of the Middle East is far too good to report to us. Might make the President look good.

    Similalry, the economic numbers came up unepectedly strong, yesterday. But you didn’t hear much about that either did you?

    Nope. Every channel you tune up, has Martha Stewart being treated to a hero’s welcome after getting out of jail.

    Did I mention Mathra Stewart is a significant money source for the Democrats in the last few elections?

    Hmmmmmm.

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    Eric Florack on March 4th, 2005

    Techdirt this morning has a note up that suggests the record labels are going great guns trying to block the file sharing business model.

    Ya know, gang, I’m getting really ticked about this. As I’ve indicated before I have a rather large music collection… On the order of 20,000 LP’s, over 100,000 singles… and a fair amount of CD’s to go with it. The upshot is I have an MP3 collection that requires a server of it’s own, along with a 7 CD tower… all of them loaded with MP3’s as well.

    But I’ve not bought much recently. I may have purchased 25 or 30 disks in the last year. The reason for the sudden slowdown in buying of music has nothing to do with my ability to download gigabytes of music off the ‘net, legally or otherwise… it has nothing to do with the technology I employ.  It has nothing to do with a business model at all.

    Let’s take a short trip back in time, to the middle 70’s through the 90’s and to today. Remember when the RIAA loudest scream was that Magnetic tape recorders in the home were going to be the death of the music business?

    Funny thing; That Chicken Little act didn’t win them any converts, and about everyone had at least one cassette recorder in the house. (Personally, I have a few of them, and a good reel-to-reel unit, as well, even today) But, lo, and behold, despite the simplicity of making a recoding of whatever music source you wanted by simply loading a tape and punching a few buttons, the Music industry didn’t die.

    But now suddenly, the technology changes, and we’re supposed to have pity on their calls of the sky falling. again?  Sorry, I don’t buy it. The number of people making supposedly illegal copies of recordings hasn’t gone up at all. Everybody already HAD that ability… we’ve had it since the 50’s and 60’s.

    The problem… what’s killing the profits of the music business these days, is what’s being turned out these days. The product they’re turning out makes sewage look desirable. Nobody wants it. 

    Until they address THAT issue, the music industry will never recover it’s old glories. And they’re certainly not making any friends with the ‘blame the consumer’ nonsense.

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    Eric Florack on March 3rd, 2005

    Boing Boing points up something called “Synaesthesia”, which Dictionary.com defines as being:

  • A condition in which one type of stimulation evokes the sensation of another, as when the hearing of a sound produces the visualization of a color.
  • A sensation felt in one part of the body as a result of stimulus applied to another, as in referred pain.
  • The description of one kind of sense impression by using words that normally describe another

  • I suppose one could say that the Chinese technique of Accupuncture, depends on this.
    But the key here is he first definition. The article speaks of Elizabeth Sulston, a recorder player who can actually taste tone intervals in the music she plays:

    As she began to learn music more formally, she found that when hearing particular tone intervals she experienced a characteristic taste on her tongue. For example, a minor third tasted salty to her, whereas a minor sixth tasted like cream. She started to use the tastes to help her recognize different chords.

    Interesting. In my radio years, I worked heavily in audio processing for broadcast, and studied psycho-acoustics, and touched on this topic of Synaesthesia at the time. But, so much of it was undefined the teachers didn’t …couldn’t …spend a great deal of time teaching it.

    I suspect that our bodies give us connection with a lot of what could best be termed as subliminal information… stuff way down in the noise level that our consious mind can’t pick up, usually.  I wonder if this isn’t part of what makes the concert going experience so interesting, as an example.iding in a car, in a train. Riding a horse. Sittng in your office, using your computer.  Your MP3 player. All these things, (and of course more) have a ‘feel’ about them that is more than the tactile senses are telling us… things we can’t identify, and therefore can’t logically state exists.

    Makes one wonder what else the ‘logical’ world is missing.

    Update: Fixed broken link.

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    Eric Florack on March 3rd, 2005

    democracy guy says Howard Dean should quit.

    Barely a month since Dean has been DNC chair, already he has put every single Democrat in the country, whether or not they ever liked the man, on his defensive.  We have to defend why suddenly he doesn’t want to talk about Iraq anymore.  We have to defend why he draws crowds with idiots who threw a shoe at his debate foe.  And it’s just beginning.  All this for a position, DNC chair, that has never, ever, been such a source of distraction.

    As I told him in response:

    It’s an open question, of which damages the Democrats more….

    * That they think Dean is the best represetitive of Democrats today….

    …. or…..

    * Dean actually IS the best represetitive of Democrats today.

    Either way doesn’t look promising.

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