Monthly Archives: July 2008

The Path Between The Seas

I never knew much about the Panama Canal, but assumed that it was during its construction that Yellow Fever and Malaria were defeated for the first time. Actually YF was defeated by American army doctors in Cuba during the Spanish-American War, and M has gone on and on, even in Panama, despite the best efforts, etc. I was also surprised to find, in this really good 1977 read by historian David McCullough (John Adams, etc.), that the French tried and failed to build the canal first, that Americans had favored a Nicaraguan route before T.R. got hold of the effort, and that very little about it was easy.

I knew people who grew up in the Zone, before President Carter turned the canal over to the Panamanians, but their recollections were nothing like the reported experiences of the builders–especially the thousands of black Barbados and Jamaican laborers who were largely denied services available to the whites. It was a different time, 1870 to 1914. Today, there’s an expansion going on that’s expected to be completed in 2010. Thanks to the magic of the Net, you can view the canal live via webcams at the previous link, or take a timelapse trip through the canal yourself, the whole twelve-hour journey in one minute fifty-six seconds.

Obama rules the young?

So say the pundit/profs at No Left Turns, a conservative site I usually enjoy for its measured take on just about everything. But this belief that the young will propel Baby Barry into the presidency makes me laugh. The great thing about the young, I have found, in terms of not wanting to be governed by their often-silly politics, is that for all their big talk, they seldom register to vote. When they do, they just can’t find the time to go to the polls. They figure someone else will do it. Yep. I will, but I won’t vote for BB.

An Iraqi boy’s dream

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According to war correspondent Michael Yon, it’s to grow up to be an American soldier. Photo of U.S. Army Staff Sgt. Fred Hampton, of Lexington, Ky., kneeling to talk with an Iraqi boy in Sadr City, June 20. Credit: U.S. Air Force Tech Sgt. Cohen Young, Joint Combat Camera Center Iraq.

Bertha, honey, we could use your rain

But, alas, it seems your Category Three-ness will be used mainly for making long-period swells for East Coast surfers. So says Alan at Fresh Bilge, and he’s as good an amateur meteorologist as we’re likely to find. The hurricane center also is predicting your northward motion, and Wonder Underground’s Jess Masters sees you affecting Newfoundland. There’s no chance of your visiting the Gulf of Mexico. So we’ll just have to await our own Big Bertha to whip up and head our way. I’m optimistic we’ll get one or more of your cousins by fall.

Ocarter

Of all the nicknames I’ve heard for Baby Barry: B. Hussein Obama, Barry, Baby Barry (my fav), the Messiah, etc., Ocarter definitely is a comer, especially with BB’s plans to soak the rich, beat up on the oil companies, and, just like Jimmy, lecture all of us on this or that. He certainly has the anti-Semitic background (Jeremiah Wright, Louis Farrakahn), as well. Some people prefer to capitalize the c, but I think I’ll leave it lower case. This one also is cute: Flipper. We must wait until November to see if Flopper is warranted.

My eye exam

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This is the retina–the light-sensitive tissue on the back wall of my right eyeball–in a digital photo taken by an optometrist Monday in my complete eye exam for new glasses. He said the point where the optic nerve comes in (the white area) has a bit of normal degeneration (for a sixty-four year old) on one side, but the blood vessels are clear, and the dark spot on the left of the retina is only a normal amount of macular granularity. The left retina was the same. Hence, with no disease discovered, my insurance wouldn’t cover the test and I paid the whole sixty-eight dollar fee. But the good news was that my eyesight seems to be good to go for a while longer.

Airbrush

First the Washington Post does it, leaving the Reverend God Damn America, Baby Barry’s anti-white, anti-American religious mentor and pastor of twenty years, completely out of a puffy profile of BB’s "spiritual journey," and then ABC follows the new airbrushing by doing the same thing. How sweet BB’s media pals are. Will it work? I doubt it.

Via Power Line.