
Exploring the Pacific Northwest - I think I know what I'm doing, but not sure I'm doing it right
I didn't really know who Ed was. He showed up on a Patagonia blog post so I did the usual Wikipedia search. A very interesting human who spent time in a very interesting part of the world. Here are some quotes of his from Wikipedia. I especially like the abortion, off-road vehicle and war quotes.
Click on the image to the left and it will expand to be large enough to read ....
A terrifying piece in the NYT this morning about what is going on in Afghanistan and what our government is doing to our boys and the Afghan people in the countryside.
Pure destruction. Read the article - the Tao says that weapons are instruments of fear and the story this morning confirms it. Send the idiot Bush and his ilk to the Korengal Valley ~ he might last 5 minutes.
These boys lost their father in the bombing of a popular pet market in Iraq yesterday. I don't imagine they will think kindly of the criminally misguided efforts of the Bush Administration to occupy their country to control undeveloped oil markets in the name of democracy.
Yesterday's blast was particularly heart wrenching because its reporting contained so many classic elements and human miseries of this debacle.
"Many children were killed in the Bird Market" ~ Probably trying to find a small window of beauty to forget the horrors of daily life which for 65 people (many children) is over now.
Condi condemns, "The absolute brutality and bankruptcy" of the terrorists ~ Look in the mirror Ms. Rice. An earlier article I read this morning talked about the success of rooting out insurgent strongholds (ALL of which are Al Qaeda, NEVER anyone else?). One example was given where to begin the "rooting" 40,000 pounds of bombs were dropped in the "insurgent stronghold" in 10 minutes. Precision attack, no doubt.
Women suicide bombers carried out the attack. The Iraqi police claim they were "mentally impaired". Apparently after inspecting their severed heads this was obvious. A shopkeeper who survived the blast describes one of the women as quite normal, with the chilling twist that she had been shepherding a small boy in a completely normal manner, adding, "the child had vanished and I can't forget the innocent look in his eyes"
"Later, someone covered the bomber's head with an empty cardboard box of Wonder potato chips"
"Its chaos"
A critical observer can draw the correct conclusions despite the propaganda:
Violence is "down" because the media is less able to report all but the most horrific acts, the Shia militia stopped its overt attacks, we have befriended Sunnis who will be our buddies while it serves their short-term interests and the collapsing economy at home has diverted people's attention.
The sins of this Administration's idiotic forays will fall hard on all of us for generations. As my paycheck goes a shorter distance and my tax dollars go to waste and greed, I could not be more disgusted with my political leaders.
Send them and their children to watch the beautiful birds and tropical fish in the Baghdad pet market.
Torelli and Raleigh (AKA Vaca & Negro) in a corner of the warehouse ready for spur-of-the-moment blasts up the Torrey Pines grade. On my commute the other night (thank you, light & motion - ungodly good bicycle lights) from the “protected” slough (which the Coaster train runs right through, so you can’t hike in to observe the birds, but you can blast through on rails blaring and rumbling along at 90 MPH?) I heard a cacophony of frogs from near the water. I had not heard frogs like that for a long time and, apart from the fact that they are out at the coldest time of the year around here???, I think this means the water in the marsh is of good quality. When things are polluted, frogs seem to be the first to go (which I have assumed is why I never hear or see them any longer).
Interesting, but common phrase. Things have been busy and it is difficult to believe that I haven’t written for well over a month.
Here’s a shot off the deck yesterday at sunset. In the two-and-a-half years I have lived here, this may have been the most beautiful sunset I have seen. Fog over the water, clouds swirling and, invisible in the photo; huge waves braking underneath. The Maverick’s surf contest was today — biggest in two years.
Will try to get some Wind-an-Sea video later today.
I’ve been thinking a bit about drug use in the US and how all drugs seem to get lumped together. In particular opiates with hallucinogens. I no longer use any drugs, including alcohol, but there was a time when that was not the case. I have pretty much experimented with everything with the exception of heroin. My notion is how beneficial drugs like psilocybin and LSD can be in certain situations. Environments should be controlled and kept as familiar/safe as possible. I always preferred being out in the forest in the mountains (although I have tripped out at wild Halloween parties - not recommended). I guess I think it would be a good thing if everyone, at one time or another had such an experience. I learned a lot about myself and, when I was active with it, took LSD maybe once a year to clear things away. I remember thinking that it was a way of unscrambling my brain and putting the pieces back together in a slightly different, more satisfying way. Unfortunately, most such drugs are used for recreation or as a means of escape; this is absolutely true of the opiates. Anyway, nothing will come of this but it was just something I was thinking about.
I love the Pacific Northwest and, although born and residing now in California, I really feel like Oregon is my home.
I was cruising through Wikipedia a few days ago looking at pictures of the mountains familiar to me (the Sisters are above) when I came across a reference to how the Cascade Range got its name. Apparently, a doctor on Vancouver's ship noted the proximity of the rushing cascades of the Columbia River to St. Helens, Hood and Adams and began to call them the "Cascades". The name stuck.
Now to the irony. Today the cascades of the Columbia are nothing more than slack water behind the Bonneville Dam. I guess the only thing to do is rename the range ......
I rode out this morning up the coast to North County. I am learning this area but I know I passed through Del Mar, Solana Beach and Cardiff by the Sea. My goal was to get to the "Self Realization Center", or what people hear tell me is called Swamis. There is supposed to be a great surf break just off of where this place is but I didn't go down to check it out. I thought I was spoiled riding in the Bay Area Peninsula with the multiplicity of good rides, but this is better. The route along the coast is the perfect mix of rolling elevation and the surf views and bike lanes are great.Maybe somewhere in Europe might be better but I don'tknow where it would be. Even the south of France between Cannes and Nice probably isn't so good (I have just driven it in a car). Southern Spain or Portugal, I can imagine .. or maybe Australia ???
This is a test to see if YouTube is easier than Ourmedia .....
Yes, it is a lot easier, but you get all of the YouTube interface and advertising and stuff. Still, it is so fast that I think I prefer it to OurMedia. Click on the picture to run the video of Pacific beach at the foot of Chalcedony Street.
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Today in the NYT is an article about the antiquated armed forces payroll system. In particular it mentions that there have been material overpayments to certain soldiers' families; those who have been wounded or killed in action. If the soldier lost his or her life, the army is forgiving any erroneous overpayment. If only wounded, the military is sending debt collectors to collect for their own errors.
So you go to Iraq, get your foot blown off, come home to a job given to someone else, your wife leaves with the kids and you have the government chasing you becaused they mistakenly paid you money that you desperately need.
Lost weekend, having finally succumbed to whatever the kids brought home. At least I can moblog on my new TMobile MDA. Finally, the US gets a device I've had to get from europe before now. Keyboard is good, device a little slow but am getting the hang of it. It's Invade Iraq Third Anniversary Eve! I smell democracy or maybe civil war or maybe puppet regime or maybe operation "Swarmer" (who the hell thought that name up?).
Again out on the deck this morning and about 75 degrees . After this I biked down to the beach. The waves were big and lots of people and would-be surfers just watching. I think there are already a bunch of Christmas holiday people around because traffic was heavy and there were folks all over the place.
The picture is of late afternoon from Mount Soledad looking west. The light on the water was impressive and changing - I think I stood outside for 45 minutes watching the light/water dance.
Unrelated I finally have my bicycle commute ride nailed. I zoom down the hill into La Jolla and then stay south along the beach later moving up parallel to the major Pacific Beach thoughroughfares Grand and Garnett. I do end up on Grand as I move to the east but avoid it most of the way. If I lose my life on a bike I'm banking that it will be on Grand. Anyway I got some good video of WindanSea beach yesterday afternoon so I will try to get that up on the blog in the next couple of days.
This is a first-ever look into the bowels of the Connected Life group at an unnamed company who shall remain anonymous unless you are color blind and have lived in a cave for the past 10 years. This is my extended family who I all miss. Even Josh ... but I wish he would shut up... and I never really got to know Russell .... and Jerald and Joe will now probably mix with the wrong people ... and Paul has body parts in his cube.