The wrong lizard might get it …

June 24, 2015 § Leave a comment

Originally posted on Finnish Perspective:

The South Will Rise Again Eli Braud – flickr creative commons

“On its world”, said Ford “The people are people. The leaders are lizards. The people hate the lizards and the lizards rule the people.” “Odd,” said Arthur, “I thought you said it was a democracy.” “I did,” said Ford. “It is.” “So,” said Arthur, hoping he wasn’t sounding ridiculously obtuse, “why don’t people get rid of the lizards?”

“It honestly doesn’t occur to them,” said Ford. “They’ve all got the vote, so they all pretty much assume that the government they’ve voted in more or less approximates to the government they want.”

“You mean they actually vote for the lizards?” “Oh yes,” said Ford with a shrug, “of course.” “But,” said Arthur, going for the big one again, “why?” “Because if they didn’t vote for a lizard,” said Ford, “the wrong lizard might get in. Got any gin?” “I’ll…

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The Difficulty of Being A News Junkie

June 15, 2015 § Leave a comment


This is interesting from Trope

Originally posted on Elusive Trope:

Over the years I have moved up and down the spectrum of  being a news junkie to being completely out of the loop. One of my core beliefs and ideals about how to live is one should know what is going on in the world down to the local level. Yet time after time I have walked away from attempting to achieve this ideal. This an impossible ideal since there is so much happening in the world there just isn’t time to day to know everything that is happening, and especially want to delve into the event beyond reading some summary. Below are some of reasons why being a news junkie is a frustrating addiction.

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June 14, 2015 § Leave a comment


This is really interesting about Irish slavery in the New World.

Originally posted on peoples trust toronto:


They came as slaves: human cargo transported on British ships bound for the Americas. They were shipped by the hundreds of thousands and included men, women, and even the youngest of children.

Whenever they rebelled or even disobeyed an order, they were punished in the harshest ways. Slave owners would hang their human property by their hands and set their hands or feet on fire as one form of punishment. Some were burned alive and had their heads placed on pikes in the marketplace as a warning to other captives.

We don’t really need to go through all of the gory details, do we? We know all too well the atrocities of the African slave trade.

But are we talking about African slavery? King James VI and Charles I also led a continued effort to enslave the Irish. Britain’s Oliver Cromwell furthered…

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A Tale of Two Cities

May 29, 2015 § Leave a comment

Originally posted on Finnish Perspective:

Butternut House construction

This is a tale of the two main places or areas that had the most effect on my up-bringing. And likely moulded my personality and views. The first 14 years of my life were spent in North Easter Ohio, in the township of Burton in Geauga County. Initially in the first house my father built on SR87/Kinsman Road. Close to the West Branch of the Cuyahoga River. Even here on what was considered a main drag, there was only one other house near by. The other side was two large fields and a couple of lots across the street. This was a very rural area and pretty much middle class. No rich folks that I was ever aware of. The rich people at that time live much closer to Cleveland in places like Shaker Heights and Hunting Valley. There were poor folks but no trashy areas…

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Not Suitable For Balloon Lovers

May 11, 2015 § 8 Comments

Both my DSLR and my little digital portable camera are currently out of commission. The reasons are various and inconvenient and not worth mentioning here.

The reason that I am so bummed that both my DSLR and my little digital portable camera are currently out of commission is what drives me to write this post.

The reason being twofold. The reason being this:

There is a balloon bouncing in the breeze, nearby.

This balloon is silver, white and blue foil, partially deflated, and tied to a short but sturdy bit of ribbon which is, apparently, tethered to something on the ground. A dead branch, a rock, who knows what it is, but something is keeping the twelve inches or so of ribbon tied to the ground near a nearby neighbor’s tree and the balloon is bobbing up and down about a foot above the ground in the woods near my nearby neighbor’s property.

And the sight is arresting me, for two reasons.

One, it makes me immediately recall a scene from one of my favorite films, “American Beauty”, the plastic bag scene.

Two, it makes me want to film a short clip of the balloon and then make a mock ad that would go something like:

WARNING! This film is not suitable for Balloon Lovers. This film contains footage of an actual Balloon struggling to free itself from a trap. DON’T LET THIS HAPPEN TO YOUR BALLOON. Balloon Lovers everywhere are encouraged to follow safe Balloon Loving practices and keep their Balloons indoors, loved and inflated and…free.

Flying !

March 31, 2015 § Leave a comment

Originally posted on Finnish Perspective:

Peter Pan at Disney’s Once Upon a Toy shop
Flickr creative commons

The events of the last week or so brought this subject to mind and stirred my curiosity. The very first time i flew was when my mother decided to move us down to Naples Florida in the South West par of the state. This was in 1964 an on a National Airlines turbo prop Trip was uneventful and took a number of hours. National was know for flying jets into those small Florida touch-n-go airports. I flew from Florida to Ohio a number of times and only once had to spend the night in an airport and that was in Tampa. I was flying standby – 12-22 it was called at that time and Cleveland Hopkins was socked in.

The last time was somewhere in the late 1990s to accompany a friend of mine on a trip back…

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Computer Memory

March 29, 2015 § Leave a comment


An early memory core frame from IBM main frame before solid state. Thought you all would like to see this. Look at all the weaving.

Originally posted on rona black photography:

Computer Memory by Rona Black

An abstract macro photograph of a Ferrite Memory Core plane from an early IBM mainframe computer. This grid is made up of fine wire threaded through tiny magnetic ferrite rings (cores). Magnetic core memory, a type of random-access memory (RAM), was introduced in 1955 and succeeded in the 1970s by solid-state memory in integrated circuits.

The Museum of Modern Art has three in its permanent collection, but none on display.

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