Flashback to my occult roots - part 2

A week ago I mentioned the occult books I read as a child. I promised to write a post debunking some of the things I mentioned in the previous entry. You may want to check out the previous entry, here.

The Bermuda Triangle – This was actually the last of the things I read about that was debunked in my mind (though it had been debunked years before). I had assumed, as a child, that there must have been something weird happening in area known as the Bermuda Triangle, otherwise why would anyone write a book about it?

Charles Berlitz, linguist and grandson of Maximilien Berlitz (Maximilian) who founded the Berlitz Language Schools, is responsible for the popularity of the Bermuda Triangle. The Devil's Triangle was first mentioned in 1950 by E.V.W. Jones in an article about "mysterious disappearances" of ships, airplanes and small boats in the area. George X. Stand wrote of several "strange disappearances" in the area in a 1952 article of Fate Magazine. The next appearance of the Devil's Triangle was in a 1962 edition of the Argosy science fiction magazine. Berlitz was next to mention it, giving it the Bermuda Triangle name.

Central to Berlitz's book was the disappearance of Flight 19. This was a flight of Avenger torpedo bombers that left Fort Lauderdale, Florida, on December 5, 1945. They flew a triangular path. The first leg took them to a bombing area and beyond. The second leg took them slightly north of northwest, and the final leg was to bring them home to Fort Lauderdale. The weather was clear but the seas were rough. The members of the flight were all trainees with little experience in the aircraft, except for an experienced trainer. On the second leg the aircraft became lost, with the trainer taking over the flight. He reported that his compass wasn't working properly. He thought he was over the Florida Keys, but later triangulation put him east of the Florida. The flight had gotten lost, and was running out of fuel. Aircraft were sent up to find the flight. A final radio message had the trainer bring the flight closer together. The aircraft disappeared. A Martin Mariner bomber was one of the airplanes sent to search for Flight 19. It, too, disappeared.

According to Berlitz, the sky was clear, the pilots were experienced, that the pilots reported seeing strange visual effects, the water was calm and that the Avenger was made to float for long periods of time. None of this was true. Berlitz wasn't one to let facts get in the way of the truth. It is pretty clear that the flight got lost, probably due to problems with a compass. They thought they were further south than they were and became confused when the ground looked different from what they expected. Berlitz used this to suggest the flight had slipped through some sort of time/space portal, but it's most likely that they were just in a different position from where they thought they were.

The Avenger torpedo bombers probably ran out of fuel and ditched at sea. The sea was rough, and so the aircraft would have sunk quickly. A recent show on the Discovery Channel (or maybe it was the History Channel) showed how this could have all happened. No one ever found the wreckage. An unidentifiable Avenger was found in 1986 during the search for shuttle Challenger debris.

What about the Martin Mariner? It didn't exactly disappear as Berlitz suggested. It exploded shortly after takeoff, probably due to a problem with fuel vapors. The explosion was seen by another aircraft, and heard from the U.S.S. Solomons, which was operating in the area. All told 14 men disappeared with Flight 19, and 13 men died in the explosion of the Martin Mariner.

In the early 90s I belonged to an Amateur Press Association, sort of the print version of a mailing list (the APA that I belonged to was TAPA, the Toronto Amateur Press Association, the precursor, really, to this blog). I posted an article from the Toronto Star newspaper that suggested methane clouds from the sea floor accounted for the missing ships and aircraft. Up until then I assumed that there were more than the usual number of disappearances in the area. Again, why would someone write about it if there were not. It turns out not to be the case. The Triangle area has busy sea lanes. A lot of ships go through that area every day. There aren't any more disappearances in the Bermuda Triangle than in any other area with similar naval traffic and similar weather patterns. The folks in TAPA pointed this out to me, destroying the first occult "phenomenon" I'd read about.

As an aside, Berlitz, it turns out, lied about some of the ships that disappeared in the Triangle. Some of the ships sank in other areas, while other ships he mentioned simply didn't exist.

The Mary Celeste – The crew of the Mary Celeste disappeared, leaving the ship floating along as a ghost ship. Berlitz put it in the Bermuda Triangle even though the occurrence happened near the Azores. He described the ship as being devoid of humans, and that when the crew of the ship that found the Mary Celeste boarded her they found food on the table, and that the food was still warm.

That account of the Mary Celeste came from a fictional story by Sherlock Holmes writer Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, which he based on newspaper accounts of the ship. He did change the name to Marie Céleste, which is a spelling that still exists to this day.

Berlitz wanted to suggest that the crew was taken in some sort of paranormal phenomenon. The truth is (probably) a lot less mysterious, but no less tragic. The ship was built in Nova Scotia and changed hands several times due to several bad luck incidents. At the time of the crew's disappearance it was owned by an American company and was carrying a load of 1700 barrels of alcohol. The ship had a crew of seven as well as the captain's wife and daughter.

The crew of the Dei Gratia sighted the ship on December 4, 1872. It had sails unfurled, but it appeared to be drifting. None of the crew was onboard. The ship's papers were gone except for the log book. The compass was destroyed. The sextant and chronometer were missing. There was a lot of water on board and a hatch was open. The lifeboat was missing, but it had not been ripped from the ship. When the ship was finally taken to Genoa, where its cargo was bound, they discovered that nine of the alcohol barrels were missing.

There have been lots of theories about the Mary Celeste. The most likely is that the captain had ordered the hatch open at a moment when the ship was becalmed. The empty barrels had leaked alcohol. Opening the hatch caused a rush of fumes and steam. The captain, who was inexperienced at shipping alcohol, panicked, thinking that the ship was about to explode. He probably ordered everyone off the ship quickly. In his haste he failed to have the lifeboat secured to the ship with a stout line. They pushed off from the ship. At some point a breeze came up pushed the ship away. The crew couldn't keep up, and the ship sailed off without them. Eventually the crew died of dehydration and/or exposure. In 1873 two lifeboats washed up on the Spanish shore. One had a single body and an American flag. Another lifeboat had five bodies in it. No one ever identified the dead.

The Oak Island Money Pit – The Oak Island Money Pit captured the imagination of many people over the years, including FDR. The problem with it is that while the story of the money pit has it discovered by a boy in 1795 and investigated by several companies up until 1849, there is no written account of the money pit before 1857. It has all the hallmarks of folklore.

Why would someone bother to protect their buried treasure with a water-filling trap only to leave a block and tackle over it? For that matter, why would someone set up a water filling trap for their treasure such that there didn't seem to be a way to get past the water? I mean, what would happen if the pirates (or Knights Templar, or Freemasons, as some have suggested!) came back and found their hole filled with water? What would they do?

So many holes now dot the area of the money pit that no one can find the original shaft. There are a lot of sink holes on the island. Folks have dug into other areas of the island only to have it fill with water. There's a honeycomb structure beneath the upper soil layers, forming natural sinkholes that are linked to the sea. It's very likely that the holes that were dug filled with water naturally.

What about the artifacts pulled out of the hole? The cryptic stone with strange writing is nowhere to be found. In fact, it seems to pop in and out of history: it disappeared soon after it was found, only to pop up again in the early 20^th century at the same time as a new team was looking for funding for more digging. The auger team in the 19^th century were able to tell what they were augering through based on "feel", so the only proof that they were digging through a treasure chest was how the auger "felt" and the small piece of gold chain that somehow managed to get stuck to the auger's bit. This, too, showed up when a team was looking for funding.

The coconut matting that was supposedly used as a wick to draw up water? Well, there's no doubting the fact that coconuts are not indigenous to Nova Scotia. In the 19^th century coconut matting was commonly used as dunnage, basically the equivalent of bubble wrapping to protect cargo. It's not a stretch to speculate that ships threw this stuff overboard prior to arriving at port and that it made its way into the honeycomb channels under the island.

A team sent a camera into one of the holes in the 1970s. They reported capturing images of treasure chests and a severed human hand. Experts have looked at the footage and have not been impressed. There's no sense of scale. The lighting is so bad that you can't easily make out what you are seeing. The "hand" is likely a rock formation. People have died searching for the treasure, but everyone who died in the process in the last 150 years was recovered. It's impossible for a severed hand to have lasted even 150 years in salt water.

The money pit is most likely a piece of folklore that caught the attention of treasure hunters. The story grew each time a new company needed to raise funds to dig for the treasure. The stories took a life of their own, to the point where people assumed there was a treasure.

Here are two links to some good skeptical sites dealing with the money pit:

http://www.csicop.org/si/2000-03/i-files.html
http://www.criticalenquiry.org/oakisland/


Kaspar Hauser – The tricky part about the Kaspar Hauser mystery is that he did exist and that the things that happened to him after he appeared in Nurnberg, Germany in 1828 did happen. The questions still remain: who was Kaspar Hauser, and why was he killed?

A number of theories popped up during his life, including the possibility that he was related to the House of Baden. Due to some facial resemblances some thought his parents were Karl Ludwig Friedrich, Grand Duke of Baden and Stephanie de Beauharnais, adopted daughter of Napoleon I of France. Because Karl Friedrich had no male heirs, his successor was his uncle Leopold I of Baden. Leopold's mother was believed to have been involved in Hauser's captivity.

Others believe that Kaspar Hauser was nothing more than a con artist. He claimed to have eaten nothing but bread and water, but he could not have survived into his pre-teens on such a diet. He presumably knew only a few words, but learned to speak fairly quickly. He was attacked in 1829 by a hooded man with a mask, but apparently only Hauser saw his assailant.

No one knows why he was killed. He was stabbed in the lung, but could have survived it if the doctor who inspected him hadn't stuck a finger into the wound to see how deep it is. Still, it's not likely that his attack was faked due to its severity.

In November 1996 the German magazine Der Spiegel reported that an attempt to match Hauser's blood genetically with the House of Baden failed. The blood came from Hauser's pants. Those pants were probably not Hauser's but from an exhibition in Berlin in 1905. (The photos in This Baffling World were probably from this exhibition.) However, in 2002 the Institute for Forensic Medicine of the University of Munster analyzed hair and body cells that were also alleged to belong to Hauser. The university determined that the six samples had a 95% match to the genes of Astrid von Medinger, a descendant of Stephanie de Beauharnais. This strongly suggests that Kaspar Hauser was the legitimate heir of the House of Baden, and thus was likely killed to stop him from claiming his birthright. We will probably never know for sure who Kaspar Hauser was and what his motives were.

Digging up the truths behind these legends is fun, but I have to admit that it's not as much fun as believing these legends are real. As complicated as modern life is, there's something appealing about the world being just a little more complex, just a little bit stranger. Debunking these legends speaks volumes about humanity, though. If we can't have strange vortices eating ships and aircraft, it's perhaps a good thing that some people still believe that those vortices exist. Life would be a little more boring if those legends did not exist.

(I do wish the world was a little less interesting with regard to the Judeo-Christian creation myth and the organized opposition to evolution, but that's an argument for another post...)

Disturbing blog

This is disturbing.

A young girl was found dead in Oklahoma in a plastic tub in the apartment of Kevin Ray Underwood, a neighbor in her apartment building. He apparently admitted to killing the girl. The news says he intended to carve up her body and eat her.

If that's not disturbing enough, here is his blog: http://futureworldruler.blogspot.com.

She disappeared on Wednesday, April 12. Underwood made a blog entry, the first in about 3 weeks, on the 13^th, a day after he killed her.

In the blog he talks about depression. Apparently an entry states how his fantasies were getting weirder, and that he was talking about cannibalism.

I didn't read much of the blog, though a few things struck me. He was a loner with social problems. To do what he did, he obviously had mental problems. One of his posts alludes to being abused as a child.

What was really scary is his list of interests. These are scary because they are pretty common among science fiction fans and gamers. One of his favourite groups was Pink Floyd. In an early blog he says he wished he knew people so that he could play a game of Dungeons and Dragons. Among his favourite movies were some of my favourite movies or movies I own: Fight Club, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Full Metal Jacket, Airplane, The Nightmare Before Christmas. He liked reading about history, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, and Microserfs.

In an entry in June, 2003, he wrote of a particularly vivid nightmare with a connection to the works of H.P. Lovecraft. As anyone who reads this blog knows, our roelplaying group regularly plays games set in Lovecraft's Cthulhu Mythos.

Except for the horrible act he committed and his inability to control his dark fantasies, he was a fairly typical science fiction geek, outwardly like hundreds of people I've met at game and science fiction conventions.

I truly hope that someone with an agenda doesn't go combing through his blog for things to pin his mental state on. It wouldn't surprise me if we see new screeds against roleplaying games and science fiction fandom as a result. There are lots of comments on the blog, almost all of them entered in the last few hours. You can already see some nutcases blaming everyone from feminists to a lack of religion in society for this guy's monstrous personality.

I wonder what some people might think about the things I post on this blog...

Anniversary of the Battle of Culloden

Today is the 260^th anniversary of the Battle of Culloden. The battle took place on Culloden Moor, east of Inverness in Scotland. It was the final battle of the "'45", the 1745–1746 Jacobite Rebellion. It marked the final battle fought on the British mainland.

The '45 Jacobite Rebellion was an attempt to put Prince Charles Edward Stuart — Bonnie Price Charlie — on the British throne. Bonnie Prince Charlie was the son of James Francis Edward Stuart and thus grandson son of King James II of England and Ireland, James VII of Scotland. The reason James Francis Edward Stuart wasn't king is a bit complicated.

James II/VII was a Roman Catholic. At the time, the majority of Scots and English were protestants at this time (Calvinists in Scotland, Anglicans in England). Charles II, James II's older brother, died without an heir, putting James on the thrones of England, Scotland, and Ireland in 1685. Soon after he took the throne the Duke of Monmouth, Charles II's illegitimate son, declared himself king. The Monmouth Rebellion was put down, and the rebels were ruthlessly punished, leading James' subjects to see him as brutal and cruel. James started to change various laws that had been put in place over the years to limit the power of Roman Catholics in English and Scottish government and the aristocracy (it's unclear if this was to promote Roman Catholicism or religious freedom). As more and more Catholics assumed high positions in government, religious tension intensified. In 1688 James had a Catholic son. Fearful of a new Catholic dynasty, a group of Protestant nobles invited the Dutch William, Prince of Orange, to invade with an army. James' daughter was married to William, who was also James' nephew. William invaded in late 1688, and James escaped to France (William allowed him to escape, as he didn't want James to become a martyr). William became William the III of England and William II of Scotland in 1689. While William was fighting in wars, England and Scotland were ruled by Mary. (Americans best know of William and Mary because of the college in Williamsburg, Virginia named after them.)

William outlived Mary (she died of smallpox in 1694) and had no heirs. Mary's sister Anne had numerous children, all of whom died in childhood. Not wanting a return of Catholics to the thrown, English parliament passed the Act of Settlement, which limited the powers of the monarch and established the line of succession: if Anne didn't have an heir the throne would pass to the protestant Sophia, Electress of Hanover, and her heirs. William died in 1702 from pneumonia contracted after breaking his collarbone in a riding accident. Anne became Queen Anne of England, Scotland and Ireland in 1702, even though Scottish nobles and the Scottish parliament had not accepted the Act of Settlement. England crippled Scotland's economy through a series of trade measures, forcing the Scots to negotiate. The result of the negotiations was the Act of Union in 1707 that combined the kingdoms of England, Scotland and Ireland into one united kingdom of Great Britain. (Scotland agreed to the Union in order to remove trade sanctions; England agreed as they felt an independent Scottish king and parliament would negotiate with other powers — in particular, France — against England.)

Scotland lost its parliament, though not its laws. Dissent grew, particularly in the poor and largely Catholic Scottish highlands. A number of attempts were made to put James VII back on the Scottish — and English — throne.

James VII landed in Ireland in 1689 and fought William until he was defeated at the Battle of the Boyne in 1690 (the commemoration of the battle each July by protestants in Northern Ireland is perennially reported in the media because it intensifies protestant and Catholic animosity). James ran off to France, forcing his army to surrender the following year. Meanwhile in Scotland, John Graham of Claverhouse, 1^st Viscount Dundee (to whom I'm apparently related on my mother's side) moved against William's forces. His side, known as the Jacobites (Jacobus being Latin for James), won the Battle of Killiecrankie on July 27, 1689, but Dundee was was killed in the fighting. Several expeditions into Scotland subdued the highlanders. Some highlanders refused to sign an oath of loyalty to William, which precipitated the massacre of Glencoe.

Queen Anne died in 1714. She was replaced by George I. His mother was Sophia, who died a few weeks before Anne. His grandfather was James I of England/James VI of Scotland (the "King James" of bible fame). He was a Germanic foreigner and not very popular. In response to his unpopularity and years of famine in the Scottish Highlands, another Jacobite Rising occurred in 1715. This corresponded to an abortive rebellion in England. The Jacobites were joined by James VIII, but he was too ill to lead properly and fled back to France in 1716. Attempts were made to end the use of Gaelic ("the Irish language") in Scotland, and militia units — such as the famous Black Watch — were raised, but Jacobitism continued in the destitute Highlands.

Relations between England and France deteriorated in the first half of the 18^th century. France decided to invade England in 1744, and they invited James Francis Edward Stuart (son of James VII, who died in 1701) and his son, Prince Charles, to join them. The prince, who was born in Rome and had never set foot in Scotland, was made Prince Regent by his father in December 1743, allowing him to act with the authority of his father. A storm wrecked the attempted invasion. Highland clan leaders did get word to Bonnie Prince Charlie that if he landed with as few as 3,000 French troops, they would join him. Charles borrowed money and set out with a small force on June 22, 1745. He made for Scotland, but one of his two ships — with 700 volunteers — was forced back.

Charles landed at Eriskay, in the Outer Hebrides, on July 23, 1745. At first Charles' landing was met with little enthusiasm. However, when it was clear that he intended to take the throne in his father's name, Highlanders joined him in numbers. They took the Scottish cities of Perth and Edinburgh virtually unopposed. The government army, which included lowland Scots regiments, chased the Jacobites but the government force was defeated near Edinburgh at the Battle of Prestonpans.

The Prince stayed at Holyrood Palace in Edinburgh for five weeks, as he tried to convince Lord George Murray to move with him against England. He lied to Murray, saying that a large Jacobite force was waiting to rise in England. Murray finally relented and the Scots army marched into England. They got as far south as Derby in early December, about 125 miles from London. Although few Englishmen joined them, there was little to oppose them. Such was the panic caused by Charles' army that George II (son of George I) made plans to run to Hanover.

At Derby the Jacobite force learned that the French invasion fleet was still being assembled. Two armies, one under General George Wade and another under William Augustus, Duke of Cumberland were approaching and a militia was forming in London. Finally, they received fictitious reports of a third army closing on them. Murray and the Council of War insisted on returning to join their growing force in Scotland and on 6 December 1745 they withdrew. The petulant prince left the command to Murray.

They made it back to Glasgow on Christmas Day, 1745. The government army under General Henry Hawley was defeated in a battle near Falkirk. The Duke of Cumberland took over from Hawley in January, 1746 and pressed the Jacobites. They retreated northward, with Charles once again taking charge.

Charles would have been better leaving the fighting to Murray, for he was not much of a tactician. He insisted on fighting a defensive battle at Drummossie Moor, three miles south of the village of Culloden (which is five miles east of Inverness). The moor land was uneven and flanked by swamp. Only about a quarter of the Highlanders had swords, the rest were armed with axes, makeshift weapons, and captured weapons. Very few of the Highlanders had firearms. Their success relied on the Highland Charge. Unfortunately the land Charles chose was terrible for an army relying on a charge into melee. Even after this was pointed out to him, he insisted on fighting on this ground.

The government army camped at Nairn. On April 15, Murray tried to launch a night attack (as was done at Prestonpans) but the half-starved highlanders took until dawn to get into position and then had to retreat. Many lay hungry and exhausted near Culloden House during the battle that followed.

The next morning, April 16, the government force marched from Nairn. The Jacobite artillery sounded to form the troops into two lines, but not all the Highlanders heard the guns. The Jacobites had about 5,400 men, while the government force numbered around 8,000. The Jacobites set up with a wall to their right and in front of them. Cumberland put some of his men there. Charles' artillery was outnumbered 3:1, and inexperienced gunners meant that it did little to the government forces. The marshy land kept Jacobite casualties down, too, but as Charles had them stand there for some 30 minutes the Jacobites' morale started to suffer. Finally he ordered the charge. The Macdonalds on the left refused, insulted because they were not given their traditional spot on the right flank. The left flank regiments struck swampy ground, slowing them down and veering them to the right. The result was a charge that hit the government line piecemeal. Some of the highlanders on the right managed to break through, but most of them simply broke against the government line, or fell to artillery and flanking fire. After 60 minutes, the battle was over. About 1,250 Jacobites were killed, a similar number were wounded, and 558 were taken prisoner.

After the victory, Cumberland ordered the captured and wounded Jacobites to be executed. This earned Cumberland the sobriquet "Butcher". Some Jacobite leaders were captured and executed in Inverness. Bonnie Prince Charlie evaded capture for several months before escaping to France disguised as a "lady's maid" to Flora Macdonald, a Jacobite heroine. A series of brutal laws made it illegal to speak or teach Gaelic, and to wear the tartan. Clan chieftains lost power due to legislation, which set up the lord system that resulted later in the Highland Clearances (a form of ethnic cleansing that saw many Scots emigrate to the U.S. and Canada). Bonnie Prince Charlie died in 1788. His son Henry became a Roman Catholic Cardinal and called himself Henry IX. (The current Jacobite heir is Franz Bonaventura Adalbert Maria Herzog von Bayern, the 72 year old Duke of Bavaria.)

A romantic Jacobite revival came about due to the works of the poet Robert Burns and the author Sir Walter Scott. Scott arranged for a pageantry of re-invented Scots tartans in 1822 for George IV's visit to Edinburgh. This resulted in the clan tartans you see in books today (which are mostly 19^th century inventions) and an appreciation of Scotland among the English aristocracy that exploded with Queen Victoria's love affair with the highlands.

I visited Culloden in late September, 1992. I have photographs from the battlefield which I will, some day, post to my HyperBear site.

Requiem for Freddy

(Edit: I tried to post this last night, but our Internet connection crashed. I'm posting it on the 13^th but I'm back dating it to the 12^th.)

I was going to do the second part of my occult reading post, but our web connection is a little flakey tonight so I thought I'd do a short post in case I lose connection again.

I watched American Idol last night for only one reason: the contestants were singing songs by the rock group Queen. This is the first Idol episode I've seen this season. Last season I watched the first couple of episodes (the ones with the bad singers) then stopped. It's an understatement to say that I'm not a huge fan of "pop" music.

However, I was a huge fan of Queen back in the 70s and early 80s. The very early 80s. I saw Queen live in Toronto in 1980. Okay, I saw 3/4 of Queen; our seats were so bad we only saw the stage obliquely. I could see Freddy Mercury, Brian May and Richard Deacon okay, but I only ever saw Roger Taylor (the drummer) at the beginning and end of the concert. Even still, it was one of the best concerts I ever attended. They put on an awesome show, part of their The Game tour.

I pretty much stopped listening to Queen after that. I didn't like the pseudo-disco "Body Language", and I absolutely detested "Radio Ga-Ga". The stuff they released in the 70s, though, is still excellent. Last night, after Idol, I created a Queen mix CD. Their music holds up very well.

Which brings us to the Idol episode. The singers were okay. A couple of the song selections were... questionable. The guy who did, "We Will Rock You" was all over the map, though the guy who sang, "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" was awful. You could tell that most of the singers weren't long out of diapers when Freddy Mercury died. One contestant did pick an obscure song (too obscure, in my opinion) and another picked "Bicycle Race", but other than that the songs were well known, leaving out a lot of the older — and better — classics.

Listening to Queen after hearing the Idol contestants only reinforced the fact that the contestants are over rated. Not one of them could hold a candle to Freddy Mercury.

(Well, so much for posting a short message before we lost our Internet connection. It died about five minutes ago...)

Flashback to my occult roots - part 1

I'm in the middle of a nostalgia kick. If you've been reading since December you probably noticed my comment about Panzer Leader. This was the start of my nostalgia exploration. I recently purchased a copy of October War on eBay. This was the first wargame I ever bought back in 1975 (and which I somehow lost in the last few years). Last week I searched online for a set of three occult books I owned around 30 years ago. Surprisingly, they are fairly easy to obtain (though I haven't tried to buy them yet).

They say that there are none so devout as the converted. Alana thinks of me as her geeky skeptic. Most who know me today would be surprised to hear that I was once really into occult books.

The first occult book I read The Bermuda Triangle by Charles Berlitz. I bought it in the first week of summer vacation. I think it was in 1975, but it might have been 1974. It was published in 1974 and became a bestseller so either year is possible. I have some very strong memories associated with this book. One of the chapters talked of the Mary Celeste, which was found drifting and abandoned near the Azores (which is actually outside the Bermuda Triangle, not that Berlitz was all that worried about accuracy) in 1873. One of the pictures in the centre of the book showed a couple of nasty looking pirates boarding a ship containing — among other passengers — a terrified woman. I distinctly remember the picture of a collier that disappeared in the Triangle in the early 20^th century. This stuck with me because I had no idea what a "collier" was. And, of course, there was the obligatory picture of Avenger torpedo bombers, which represented the lost and famous Flight 19.

The series of three paperback books I mentioned above were volumes 1, 2, and 3 of This Baffling World, by John Godwin. Volume 1 had a purple cover with a picture of a UFO and a sasquatch on it. I believe book 2 was orange, though it may have been red. On the cover was a ship I believe was the Mary Celeste and a bunch of coffins. Book 3 was green, and had on it Harry Hoodini hung upside down, and a flight of Avenger torpedo bombers. These books came out in 1973, but they were originally published in a single volume hardcover edition in 1968. I can even remember the store where I bought them (Classic Books in the east end of the Oshawa Centre mall).

This Baffling World was little more than short essays on a bunch of occult subjects. It was easy to get into, but offered little analysis. It was more of an encyclopedia of the occult than an in depth discussion. There were the usual stories about UFOs, bigfoot (bigfoots? bigfeet?), ghosts, and psychic phenomenon. There were three chapters that stuck with me.

One was about Kaspar Hauser, a teenager who appeared in the streets of Nurnberg, Germany in 1828. He could barely communicate, though he had with him papers asking that he be admitted into the 4^th squadron of the 6^th cavalry regiment, located in town. The boy was taken in by locals. He eventually told of being locked in a cell until shortly before being released and escorted to the town. He claimed to have lived only on bread and water, and had only a wooden horse (or a wooden horse and a wooden dog, in some accounts) for toys. One day someone began teaching him to speak and to learn how to spell his name, then he was released. He was taken in by the locals, some of whom began to suspect he was the illegitimate offspring of a nobleman. An unknown assailant attacked Kaspar in 1829, apparently cutting his head with an axe. In December, 1833, someone apparently lured him into a park and stabbed him in the chest. He died three days later. The photo section of the book contained pictures of the boy's blood-stained clothing.

The second item I remember was a mausoleum, the Chase vault, on the island of Barbados where it is reported that a mysterious force or presence threw around the heavy caskets. The first two caskets were placed in an orderly manner side by side between February, 1808 and July, 1812. A month later another coffin was added. When they opened the crypt they found that the first two coffins were not where they were originally placed. A total of six coffins — most made or lined with lead — were placed in the crypt, and each time the crypt was opened the caskets were found in disarray. Noises were supposedly heard emanating from the mausoleum one night. The last coffin was added in April, 1819, and once again the contents were thrown about. In July, 1820 Viscount Combermere decided to put the matter to rest. He had the vault opened, after first determining that the seals were intact. Inside the coffins were thrown about more violently than ever before. The coffins were removed, and to this day the vault remains empty.

The third item is a piece of Canadian folklore: the Oak Island Money Pit. In 1795 a young boy supposedly discovered a block and tackle on a tree and circular depression underneath it on Oak Island just off the Nova Scotia mainland. He and his friends found a layer of flagstones. When they dug up the flagstones they found a pit with a layer of logs every 10 feet. About 8 years later The Onslow Company dug down to about the 80 or 90 foot mark, where they found a stone tablet with curious markings on it. The next morning the pit was filled with water. An investigation of the beach uncovered coconut matting — not exactly indigenous to Nova Scotia — that the company surmised was used as a wick to draw water. The predominant theory was that pirates had developed a complex pit in which to hide their treasure, including a complicated system for maintaining a vacuum and a tunnel that would flood the pit if the diggers did not first deal with it before breaking the vacuum. A team dug into the pit in 1849. They used an auger to discover what was in the bottom of the pit. The auger "passed through a spruce platform at 98 feet, a 12 inch head space, 22 inches of what was described as 'metal in pieces', 8 inches of oak, another 22 inches of metal, 4 inches of oak, another spruce layer, and finally into clay for 7 feet without striking anything else." Small links of gold chain were supposedly stuck to the mud on the auger, suggesting that the metal was gold coins and jewelry, possibly captured by pirates. A series of teams tried to excavate the pit from 1866 to 1965, including a team in 1909 that included future president Franklin Delano Roosevelt. None were successful. The Money Pit often shows up in occult books, partly due to outlandish claims that suggest the pit may have been created by the Knights Templar and other 15^th century diggers, and partly due to stores of mysterious lights on the island. Some have claimed the island is haunted.

In 1975 I bought a book about the Oak Island mystery. After some Googling I believe the book was Money Pit: the Mystery of Oak Island by Rupert Furneaux. I remember it because a girl in my grade 8 class and I discussed going to the island someday and digging up the treasure. We even came up with an ingenious scheme involving deep sea diving suits. I seem to remember getting the book on Oak Island after reading the account in This Baffling World. I'm almost certain that I read the Berlitz Bermuda Triangle book before This Baffling World. Furneaux's book came out in 1976, which fits as I graduated from Grade 8 in June of that year.

(By the way, this infuriating inability to remember the precise dating of this kind of thing is what drove me to start a blog in the first place. I tried writing a journal but I found that without some outside influence and purpose — i.e. readers — I never got into the habit of regular entries. At least with a blog I can go back and have an idea of what I was doing at a specific point in time.)

The next book was From the Devil's Triangle to the Devil's Jaw by Richard Winer (I recognized it thanks to Google). It came out in 1977. Winer's big premise was that there were at least 7 "triangle" areas around the world where ships and planes disappeared mysteriously. He duplicated some of the information in Berlitz's book (he had the same picture of a collier) but he went further, describing mysterious disappearances and events around the world. As much as I ate this stuff up as a young teenager, a part of me was skeptical. I mean, seven triangles (he may have even listed as many as 13; I can't remember for sure)? It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that if you start showing every major body of water as "mysterious" maybe there was no mystery. I found Winer less convincing than Berlitz, but I still remember enjoying the book.

One chapter was dedicated to the ship the SS Great Eastern, the largest ship built at the time of its 1858 launch. The ship, originally named Leviathan (the book explained how renaming a ship was supposed to be bad luck) was so costly that it bankrupted the company it was built for and sold to the Great Eastern Ship Company. The author repeated the assertion that a worker had been accidentally sealed into her double hull. The ship was a monster, propelled by paddle wheels, screws, and sails. Unfortunately, heat from the exhaust could ignite the sails, so she was never able to use the sails while the steam engines were going. She made only 13 knots. After a few passages and several accidents she was sold to another company which used her to lay the first transatlantic telegraph cable. The book portrayed her as jinxed, even though technically she never sailed in the Bermuda Triangle (though she may have sailed in one of Winer's other "triangles") or disappeared, and as such inclusion in the book was somewhat dubious.

I read several other occult books in the following years. The last one involved nothing but UFOs and "men in black". I can't remember the name of the book, and I can't find it on Google (which is probably just as well...) The final chapter involved something about a weird guy claiming to be hunted by "men in black". The book talked about how the guy was constantly masturbating (I kid you not!). Eventually he disappeared, or died, I can't remember which. The whole thing just got very surreal.

This last book was weird enough that it started to provoke the skeptic in me. There's an ironic little tale from my childhood. I was reading that book at the same time as I was reading, The Making of Star Trek, a behind-the-scenes story about the making of the television series. My mother once warned me not to believe everything in The Making of Star Trek, apparently worried that I would believe the science fiction parts were real. She hadn't read the book, though, so she didn't know that it was real. There were some parts about the names of the other Constitution class starships and what not, but for the most part it told you exactly what was happening on the set of a television series. In other words, it was non-fiction. At the same time I was reading this surreal UFO book, but she didn't warn me about that.

I believed these books because I was young. I couldn't believe that people could get away with making things up. I assumed that someone — an editor or somebody — would have checked the veracity of the books. It said "non fiction". It was when I got to university that I discovered that people could write pretty much anything, that freedom of speech was double-edged sword. One of the best courses I took was Logic and Critical Thinking. I began to see fallacies in standard occult arguments, and I started to look at these things more critically.

I miss those days when the world was more mysterious than it really is. While the world is undoubtedly safer if there isn't some sort of vortex scooping up planes and ships just east of the Caribbean, it's also a lot less interesting. For years (while a young teenager) the idea of "things that go bump in the night" caused me to turn on my bedroom light before I walked into the room. I miss the fact that I can walk into a dark room or along a dark corridor without the hairs on my neck standing up.

In the second part I will debunk some of the things that I mentioned above.

Louisiana has its priorities straight

The city of New Orleans is running a free wireless network. They have been running it since the immediate aftermath of Katrina. The network is based on hardware mounted on street lights. The wireless signal passes from street light to street light without a need for wires. It's just the thing for a city where the infrastructure was ripped apart. The city says it is necessary for the return of business.

So, of course there are people who want to shut it down. In particular, the telecommunications companies want it shut down. There is a state law — similar to laws in other states — that prevent government bodies from setting up competing networks. They are allowed to set up a 512 kilobit per second network in the case of a state of emergency. However, once the emergency is over the network has to be downgraded to 128 kps. Dial-up is at most 56 kps, though in Monroe Bellsouth was in no hurry to upgrade their voice lines, so we were lucky if we got 24000 bits per second. Note that 512 kilobits per second is still slower than DSL or cable.

Laws have been introduced into the state legislature in order to allow New Orleans' network to stay around, but legislators have said that they will be killed. Apparently this is due to the power of the telecomm lobby.

Here's the story on Wired News:
http://www.wired.com/news/technology/0,70580-0.html?tw=rss.index

On the other hand, while the legislature can't give the damaged city of New Orleans free wi-fi internet access, they hope to make Louisiana the only state in the Union to have Daylight Savings Time all year round. Legislators say it will save energy and make the state more competitive. How they figure this is beyond me. Apparently being in the Eastern time zone in the winter will give us an edge, even though every state around us will be an hour behind. The sun doesn't come up until after 7 a.m. in December. That means kids will be going to school in the dark (not that it will be a hardship for most kids, as almost every child in the state is driven to school).

So, no free wi-fi in New Orleans, but a good chance we will be thrown out of step with the rest of the nation. Glad to see that the representatives of the state of Louisiana have their priorities straight...

Synchronicity 2

You were warned that I'd be posting items of synchronicity on my blog...

This morning, driving in to work (late) I heard NPR's World Cafe on 91.1 KXUL, ULM's college station (and probably the best radio station in Louisiana). The featured guest was Eric Burdon of The Animals, who had just released a Blues album. Burdon mentioned the time he first met Jimi Hendrix (Hendrix was a guitarist for Little Richard at the time).

This evening on Antique Roadshow on PBS someone's antique was a photograph, an autograph, and a master album from — you guessed it — Jimi Hendrix.

So on the same day I heard one anecdote about Jimi Hendrix on a National Public Radio program, and later on I heard another anecdote about Jimi Hendrix on the Public Broadcasting System.

Another one of those weird coincidences...

Prescription for disaster

I caught a cold or something two weeks ago. It flared up two weeks ago today, and I was sneezing and drippy the following weekend. It settled into my chest and stayed there for a week. Late Tuesday it started to sneak into my throat.

I took Thursday off and went to the doctor. He prescribed some meds for me. I took the prescription to CVS pharmacy, a big drug store not far from hour apartment. I waited in the store for the prescription. After I got tired of reading the magazines, I wandered back to the prescription area. A girl in a lab coat pointed to me and said, "I have your prescription." I paid for the prescription, went up front and paid for some other items, and then went to get something to eat.

It never occurred to me to look carefully at the prescription package. In my defence, I was still feeling kind of fevery. Also, I looked at the prescription label for dosage instructions, but they were on the package inside the box. This distracted me enough that I only gave the label a cursory glance.

I took the first two pills with breakfast. I took another later on with what little I had for lunch. After Logan's baseball practice, just as we were about to have supper, I pulled out the meds again. Alana was curious as to what I was prescribed. She looked at the package and thought it was odd that I was prescribed a steroid. I thought it was weird, too, but I didn't even realize it was a steroid until I read the little insert that came with the package.

Now, the doctor didn't say I had an infection. He said my throat was red. I figured I had an infection from the symptoms. The package I picked up from the pharmacy had a series of six pills for day 1, five for day 2, four for day 3, etc. Alana recognized this as a typical steroid sequence; I thought it was some kind of antibiotic. The part that worried me was the section that said steroids could actually increase the chance for an infection. Why did my doctor prescribe this?

I then looked at the label and realized that the pharmacy had given me someone else's prescription!

Again, it was partly my own fault. As confusing as those prescription labels can be, I should have double-checked to make sure that I had the right prescription.

On the other hand, the girl that gave it to me should have double-checked that I was the person on the label. When I get prescriptions filled at Brookshires or Target they always look at the label and say your name, and they always ask you if you've taken the medicine before. They will go over any side effects with you, too. I just realized that I don't think CVS has ever done that for me...

I recognized the cashier from other visits to CVS. She usually works at the minilab at the front. It struck me as odd that she was now wearing a lab coat and giving people prescriptions. I thought maybe she was taking pharmacology at the local university. I'm now thinking she's just hired help that they shunt around to different areas when it gets busy.

I took the prescription back and spoke to the manager. When I gave him the package he laughed and said, "We wondered where that had gone!" His jovial manner changed when he saw that I had taken some of the pills by accident. He said he would have to report it. They refunded me the co-pay on the wrong prescription and waived my actual co-pay. There's supposed to be a gift card for $10 with my name on it at the pharmacy, too, but I'm in no rush to return to CVS.

I'm probably okay. The steroid probably didn't have any bad effects, though you can never be certain I suppose. It would have been far worse if Alana had taken the stuff. Steroids can mess with your blood sugar; Alana is diabetic. The pharmacist got kind of nervous when he realized I had taken the prescription. They could have been facing a lawsuit. They could have killed someone, too, if the prescription had been different. Apparently some CVS official is supposed to phone me about the incident, but no one has bothered to yet. I'm more than half expecting the pharmacist to "forget" to report it.

I don't think I'll be using CVS as my pharmacy in the future.

Edit: for the record, the CVS pharmacy where this happened was the one on highway 165 north in Monroe, Louisiana... just keeping you informed.

Delta Green write-up posted on HyperBear

A shorter than average Delta Green write-up was posted to HyperBear. Neither Jason nor I were feeling well on the game day, so the lethargic session was shorter than usual.

You can find the write-up at the Modern Day Delta Green write-ups page. The write-up is for session 2 of Winds of Change. The game was played on March 18, 2006.

Our next game is scheduled for April 1, 2006.

Synchronicity 1

Over the last few years I've noticed a number of instances of "synchronicity". From dictionary.com, I'm using the second definition of the word, defined as:

Coincidence of events that seem to be meaningfully related, conceived in Jungian theory as an explanatory principle on the same order as causality.

In my usage of the word I'm talking about something other than a mere coincidence. I'm talking about obscure coincidences.

For instance, I read the first page of an article in this month's Discover magazine when I was in Books-A-Million on Saturday. It was about a paleontologist who discovered soft tissues in Tyrannosaurus Rex fossils, which is a big deal since fossil preservation theory suggests that you don't find soft tissues in fossils greater than 100,000 years old. Last night I received an e-mail from the Strange Aeons mailing list (a mailing list for the Call of Cthulhu roleplaying game). The message dealt with human evolution. It asked, "I'd still like to know where language came into play. Would there be enough evidence in soft tissues to predict this? And do those tissues fossilize?"

I found it an odd coincidence that a couple of days after I read about soft tissues in fossils, someone asked about it.

Also on Saturday, there was a news item about an exhibit in New York of Dadaist art. Again, according to dictionary.com (and the program I was watching), Dada was:

A European artistic and literary movement (1916-1923) that flouted conventional aesthetic and cultural values by producing works marked by nonsense, travesty, and incongruity.

I've seen Dadaist art in the past, and art based on it, but didn't know it by name.

Today I came across the following statement on the Risks Digest web page: "The damage done by well-intentioned (mis)features of MS Office is not limited to occasional dadafication of EU bureaucratese." This statement (and the made up word "dadafication") only makes sense if you knew what Dada is, which I didn't until Saturday.

Do I think there's anything mystical happening here? Heck, no! But I thought I'd record it anyway. If I come across other interesting occurrences of synchronicity I will mention them here.

CPT criticized in media, in Britain and Canada at least

Earlier this week three "Christian aid workers", members of the Christian Peacemaker Teams held hostage by Iraqi insurgents, were rescued by a British led team that included the British SAS, U.S. troops, and (perhaps, as details are sketchy) members of Canada's elite JTF-2 special forces unit. The hostages — a Briton and two Canadians — had been held hostage for several months. A fourth hostage, American Tom Fox, was found shot to death earlier this month.

Yesterday's news reports said Norman Kember, the British captive, was heading home amidst allegations that the aid workers had not adequately thanked the soldiers who rescued them. Apparently Kember only thanked the soldiers after he returned to London and the word got out of the group's lack of gratitude. The Christian Peacemaker Teams give a different story, saying that the three thanked their rescuers "quickly".

(The web sites of most U.S. news outlets had headlines like CNN's, "Freed UK hostage thanks rescuers amid criticism". Fox's web site said, "Freed British Hostage Thanks Soldiers Who Saved Him", though Fox did mention the criticism. Just an interesting example of media manipulation: both stories said about the same thing, but Fox's headline puts an entirely different spin on it than CNN's.)

There is an interesting difference in the way the Canadian and British media are discussing this story and the way the American media is covering it. Nowhere on major U.S. news outlet web sites will you find criticism of the Christian Peacemaker Teams (CPT) organization and their motives. This criticism is being leveled in British and Canadian media.

This is the story from The Scotsman:
("Kember lives to ask 'was I foolhardy or rational?')

This is the story from The Toronto Star:
Activists' action poses dilemma

The CPT is an organization of Mennonites and Quakers whose stated mission is to act as human shields and negotiators. They go to conflict areas and stay at hospitals and other humanitarian locations in order to discourage attacks. They are not missionaries, as they feel this impedes their work. Instead, they act as intermediaries. They have worked as go-betweens in the occupied territories between Israel and Palestine, helping to bring middle-of-the-road Israelis and Palestinians together.

The CPT members were in Iraq ostensibly to record American prisoner abuses. They oppose U.S. troops in Iraq, though they say they have nothing against the individual soldiers. They are prepared to die for their cause and say they don't wish to be rescued. In particular, they don't want anyone to die in their rescue.

Criticism has been leveled at this group with regard to their "don't want to be rescued" stance. It's all fine and good for the aid workers to say that they don't want to be rescued, but what are Western governments to do when their loved ones plead with the governments to rescue them? Do they let them die, or do they rescue them? Letting them die would be a public relations mess, while rescuing them is a public relations boon — as seen this week — even if the rescue attempt puts the lives of soldiers and civilians at risk.

In London on Friday, Terry Waite — the man who was held hostage in Beirut from 1987 until 1991 said of the CPT, "Many say that's a risk we understand and are willing to take. The only problem with that is that, as you take that stance, you do involve other people in the situation, and that might be a problem. I applaud the motive but at this stage I question the tactic." Others have also pointed out that they are naive if they think they can make a difference in Iraq right now. Others suggest they shouldn't even be in Iraq during the current conflict. They can say they don't want to be rescued, but their capture will, inevitably, put someone's life at risk whether or not that was their intent.

The web sites of U.S. news outlets have not expressed any of this criticism against the CPT. They mention that British officials were unhappy with the group's apparent lack of gratitude, but they don't level criticism at the group's tactics. I find this interesting. I wonder what's at work here. You could put it down to "liberal bias", except that the U.S. outlets haven't mentioned the group's decidedly anti-war stance. Fox hasn't criticized them either, and they are openly biased to the right. The Toronto Star is biased toward the left and they ran an article criticizing the group (I used to work for The Star, from 1998 to 2001 as a business systems analyst.)

Do American media outlets simply feel that there isn't enough interest in this story to warrant a closer examination of the Christian group's motives? Or maybe they are too busy with other stories of "higher priority". We ate at CiCi's yesterday (a pizza buffet place). Fox News was on one of the TVs. The whole time we were there the station was concerned with the Tennessee minister who was apparently killed by his wife. CNN's big story was the immigrant protest against tougher immigration laws.

Or could it be that there's simply less criticism of Christian groups in American mass media?

At any rate, it is funny how these news companies will cover a single story until you are sick to death of hearing about it, while they leave other stories wanting for much needed analysis.

Southern Funeral

A week ago Wednesday I attended a funeral. The deceased was the father of one of my company's clients, a gentleman of some 89 years of age. I met him in late 2004 when I trained my first client site; he was the owner of the company then, but he transferred ownership to two of his sons last year. He was a very nice man, very friendly to me. While I was there, he fell and hurt himself. I saw how well he was thought of by the people of his company based on the worry they expressed at that time. He died of natural causes the weekend before the funeral.

Since moving to Louisiana I've been to one wedding (not including my own) and three funerals. I suppose the wedding-to-funeral ratio is a sign of my advancing years. Anyway, this funeral was a little different than the previous two: 1) I knew the deceased; 2) my wife did not know the deceased; 3) it was in a church and not a funeral home.

The service was only half an hour long, but it was the first of three that the family would have to sit through. There was a family-only service shortly afterward, and a short service at the grave. The gentleman was known to a lot of people in the community, which is why I think there was this public service.

I thought the service was too impersonal. There were three ministers, two Baptist and one Methodist. The first Baptist and the Methodist ministers seemed to know the gentleman personally. They gave short eulogies of no more than five minutes each. There were not a lot of personal anecdotes that didn't involve the ministers meeting the gentleman in their professional capacities. Still, some of the old man's personality did shine through their words.

The third minister was the fairly new pastor of the church and didn't appear to know the man very well. This was unfortunate as his sermon (not eulogy) lasted about 15 minutes. He only mentioned the deceased twice, and once was to say that the deceased would have agreed with everything the pastor was saying. The sermon was the traditional "he's gone to a better place, all believers are going there, isn't Jesus wonderful?" speech to reassure the bereaved. It was too impersonal and too evangelical, but not surprising for a Baptist minister.

During the service (we arrived at 9:20 for the 10:00 a.m. service to get seats) I had a lot of time to look over the church's stained glass windows. They were a little disturbing, but not in any kind of creepy way. They were colourful and competently done. They were from obvious bits of the New Testament. Above the pulpit was Christ being baptized by John the Baptist. What disturbed me was the way the artist rendered the "big names" in the pictures. The background folk were done sort of two dimensional in a style that fused the Bayeau tapestry with Nickelodeon. Christ, John the Baptist, and the other recognizable folk were drawn more realistically, like they were illustrated for an Alan Moore graphic novel (but more V for Vendetta than From Hell). They were sort of lifelike, so they clashed with the background characters, animals, buildings, etc. The disturbing part was Christ. Or, rather, Christ on the cross. The artist apparently believes in a buff Christ; he had quite the six-pack. I had this visual image of Jesus doing crunches before his Sermon on the Mount, which didn't sit well with the somber occasion. As I said, it was disturbing.

Whatever I might think of the funeral at least it was brief and respectful. I only noticed a couple of people in jeans, and they at least wore polo shirts (instead of t-shirts). No one wore a cowboy hat, in contrast to the previous two funerals (one in central Louisiana, and one in Texas). Most of the men at this one were in suits and ties (yours truly included).

It did reinforce one thing: I was thankful neither Alana nor I will have a funeral. We willed our bodies to the Louisiana State University medical department. (While some may see this as disturbing, I think of it as insurance. I like the idea that at least one or two additional people will be checking me for a pulse after someone says I've gone...)

The "L" Word

(I wrote this item almost exactly six months ago but never posted it. Since life has been busy these days, I thought I'd publish it on my blog today. Oh, and one reason life is busy: today is Alana's birthday!)

I received junk mail last spring from The National Review, an influential conservative magazine. I received this mail because I'm a member of the Military Book Club, and until 2004 I subscribed to Military History Quarterly (an excellent military history magazine I collected for 16 years). I'm not sure which of these sold my name to conservative mailing lists, probably both. At the height of the 2004 presidential race I was receiving conservative material at least once a week, something I found incredibly funny since I'm not a) conservative, b) American, or c) able to vote. My wife, who is a registered Republican, didn't receive any conservative material.

The mail from The National Review addressed me as "Intelligent American". The mail then went on to explain how "liberals" were on a campaign to eliminate "judgment", a fairly common conservative theme. The implied message was that I was "intelligent" because I was not a liberal.

As a Canadian, I find the whole "'liberal' as a dirty word" thing to be quite funny. Most American politicians try to avoid the "liberal" label, yet Canada has an entire political party — at the federal and provincial levels of government — known as the Liberals. The Liberals are considered the "left of centre" party. Canada has a truly socialist party that regularly wins seats in the House of Commons, the New Democratic Party (NDP). If you called a Canadian politician a "liberal", they'd be right to reply, "And your point is...?"

Canadians tend to be socially liberal and fiscally conservative, sometimes known as "having your cake and eating it, too." This is most obviously seen with regard to socialized medicine. British television ran a "greatest Briton" program, where people got to vote for the greatest Briton of all time (Sir Winston Churchill was selected). The Discovery Channel did the same thing for Americans (the winner was Ronald Reagan, beating out Abraham Lincoln; apparently Americans forgot about Iran-Contra). The CBC ran a similar program for Canadians. The "greatest Canadian" was Tommy Douglas, the Saskatchewan politician — the child of Scottish parents, I will add — who invented Canadian medicare. At the same time as Canadians demand universal health care, they also want the government to be fiscally responsible, a balancing act that more than one government has found hard to manage.

Most Canadians — based on the results of several federal elections — believe that "big government" can be more effective than the free market at managing certain programs. This goes against conservative "free market" thinking, where a free and competitive market is seen as the best method of keeping costs down. Canadians also tend to have more of a "live and let live" attitude, perhaps because Canada is a more secular society. Gay marriage is legal Canada, and those opposing it are a (vocal) minority. Pierre Trudeau, as Justice Minister in the late 1960s, once famously said, "The state has no place in the bedrooms of the nation." This is a belief that most Canadians accept.

(Canada recently voted in the Conservative party, which are threatening to repeal gay marriage. Some right-wing political pundits in the U.S. have pointed to this as a shift to the right for Canada. Actually, the federal Liberal party was mired in a corruption scandal. The election was not a vote for the Conservatives but a vote against the Liberals, who had been in power for far too long.)

Americans, on the other hand, tend to be more conservative, displaying their Puritan roots. I laugh when Republicans characterize Democrats as "liberals", since most Democrats would be considered right of centre by Canadian standards. I'm not sure when "liberal" became such a dirty word in American politics (probably as a result of fallout from Vietnam), but it never ceases to amuse me that Democrats have let it become a dirty word. I'm firmly convinced that Arianna Huffington was right on the mark when she said, on Bill Maher's HBO show on April 8, 2005 that the Democrats are "spineless weasels".

The National Review junk mail illustrated something I found quite disturbing (again, as a Canadian). In American politics it doesn't seem to be enough to say, "I disagree with the other side's policies". It appears that you also have to denigrate the other side, and insult it. It's as though people feel they can't just have an opinion, but they must justify it, too. Since their opinion is often just that, an opinion, the only way to justify it is to attack the other side. The other side's opinion is wrong because they are stupid, immoral, corrupt, or otherwise unworthy of consideration. I noticed this not just on television and online, but in the company where I work. Political discussions in my workplace (all of them pro-conservative/anti-Democrat, with the exception of one or two Libertarians) almost always included insults against the opposing side. It wasn't enough for someone to say they disagreed with a particular politician, they also had to explain why that politician was stupid/immoral/corrupt/untrustworthy, and thus that politicians point of view had no credibility whatsoever.

I could write off some of this as the ravings of the paranoid (someone I work with is convinced that Louisiana's governor, Kathleen Blanco, was directly involved in a conspiracy involving the plane crash that took her husband's life), except that it is so widespread. I was at a client's site the day before the presidential election, and I could hear anti-Kerry insults — not a debate against his policies, mind you, but insults — throughout the day.

I find ad hominem attacks disturbing. It hampers free speech. If you raise your voice in dissension, you run the risk of being publicly tarred-and-feathered. I will point out that this is not limited to conservatives; plenty of liberals do the same thing. I just mention conservatives because there are precious few liberals in northeast Louisiana. If there are any where I work, they are keeping very quiet (and probably for good reason).

Canadian politics can get this dirty too, but it's not as pervasive as American politics. I have a theory about this:

1) The Canadian political system is radically different to the American system. Even in a national election, Canadians only vote for one person, the person representing their riding (equivalent to a congressional district). This is sort of equivalent to everyone voting for their member of Congress, with the house majority leader becoming president. As such, a workplace in large metropolitan areas in Canada often contains people from different ridings. They may debate the worthiness of a particular party getting into power, but they may vote based entirely on local issues or local personalities.

2) Canadians tend to flip-flop in their voting patterns. You do get staunch supporters of a single party, but the average Canadian is more likely to vote out an incumbent than the average American. It helps that there are several viable political parties in Canada. It's entirely likely that someone voting Liberal this time around voted Conservative last time, or vice versa. (Ironically, with three major parties — four for residents of Quebec — to choose from, Canadians still contend that they don't have enough choice.)

3) Canadian society is more secular than American society. There's always been less pressure to conform (the Canadian Cultural Mosaic versus the American Cultural Melting Pot), which has actually resulted in less polarization. Gay marriage does not spark the kind of debate in Canada as it does in the U.S. If a Canadian politician tries to tamper with health care, though, they will find it to be the "third rail" of Canadian politics, and likely to cause a very serious, and concerted, backlash against that politician (unless, apparently, that politician is from Alberta). This contrasts with American politics and its close link to religion. There is more fervor against gay marriage down here than there are clamors for universal health care. When middle-class Americans voted for George Bush in the last election they were voting because they were afraid of terrorists (someone in my office actually thought there would be a terrorist attack against the U.S. if Kerry won, while there wouldn't be if Bush won) and men kissing. Otherwise, they were voting against their own best interest economically.

At any rate, it's likely that I will continue to get conservative junk mail. Since I live in the largely conservative northeast Louisiana, and I'm on conservative mailing lists due to my interest in military history, I'm sure I won't receive any liberal campaign literature any time soon. That's just as well, as the Republicans are wasting money sending me mailings and, since I can't vote, the Democrats might as well not bother.

The Vietnam Effect

If Americans have learned anything from Vietnam it is that you can't blame soldiers for the government's foreign policy mistakes. Soldiers are trained to obey orders. It's not the soldier's fault if the government gives them orders that are legal but unpopular.

During the Vietnam War, returning U.S. soldiers were treated with derision by some members of the public. This was totally unfair to the soldiers, who were the most negatively affected by the war.

The U.S. has grown through its experience in Vietnam. The Iraq War is growing in unpopularity: in a Washington Post-ABC News poll released last week 56% of Americans said that the U.S. is not making significant progress in Iraq, and 52% wanted the government to begin pulling troops back home. In spite of this, people still support the people in uniform. You see "Support Our Troops" stickers and magnets all over the place. The media representation of soldiers is very positive, even when they are critical of the administration's foreign policy.

There are soldiers, though, who are experiencing negative reactions from citizens simply because they participated in the Iraq War. Those soldiers are British soldiers.

According to The Scotsman, hostile public reaction to their service in Iraq has increased stress on returning soldiers. Now, the article is vague about exactly what kind of hostile reaction the soldiers are facing. It doesn't say if they are being spit on, or protested en masse (ala American troops during the Vietnam era). It does have some interesting words about the war from a British perspective, something we hardly ever see in the U.S. (In fact, we hardly see anything about the British participation in the war.)

Here's a quote from the article:

[Dr. Chris] Freeman, who has treated nearly 20 Scottish veterans at his Edinburgh clinic, said: "Gulf War Two has changed society's attitude to soldiers. It has become our Vietnam. There have been no heroes in this war. Two-thirds of this country didn't want [Iraq] to happen and that has a massive effect on the men who come home."

..."Servicemen know they have been involved in something deeply unpopular, which has spiralled out of control," he said. "That is another burden on them."

The article also said that more than 600 British servicemen have been wounded in Iraq, about triple the official figure of 230 from the British government.

This is an interesting article from a couple of directions. First, Britain has a much longer military history than the United States, yet it's only now that Britain is undergoing the Vietnam Effect (at least according to the media). I mean, this is a nation that went to war because a sea captain's ear was cut off by the Spanish (oversimplification of the start of the War of Jenkin's Ear, 1739 – 1748, which rolled into the War of the Austrian Succession). Second, the war is far less popular in Britain than you hear in the U.S. Sure, places like CNN will mention that the Iraq War was unpopular, but you don't hear words like "deeply unpopular" and "spiralled out of control". You'd think the liberal-biased media would make a huge deal of this...

Anyway, here's the full article (though I've already stolen quoted the important bits):
http://scotlandonsunday.scotsman.com/index.cfm?id=371972006

New Delta Green write-up posted

A new Delta Green write-up, and it appeared less than a month since the previous write-up!

This write-up marks a turning point in the campaign. Along with big changes in the Delta Green organization, the members of M Cell find themselves involved in a dangerous mission with an old foe in the Katrina-ravaged New Orleans. A highlight of this adventure is Alana's portrayal of Agent MAYA, a native of New Orleans. Her character's attitude about leaving the city was not universal, but it was definitely authentic. You saw the same attitude in the aftermath of the storm, particularly among the folks in Mississippi. I heard a number of people say that they stayed because they made it through Hurricane Camille without a problem. Alana's character echoes that sentiment here.

That's not to say that Jimmy and Jason didn't do a wonderful job themselves. They did! Jason's previous character died about 4 or 5 sessions back. His new character is quite different from his old. The game feels much different with Agent MALCOLM in place of Agent MICHAEL, and that has to do with Jason's characterization of MALCOLM and Jimmy's and Alana's characters' reaction to him. I've seen other games where the same player could run two different characters and you wouldn't know the difference. This time out there was more interaction between Agent MAYA (Alana) and Agent MORGAN (Jimmy). This was good to see, as more recently the dynamic was between MORGAN and MALCOLM.

I hope the players are having as much fun with the game as I am.

Anyway, about the write-up... You can find the write-up at the Modern Day Delta Green write-ups page. The write-up is for session 1 of Winds of Change. The game was played on February 18, 2006.

Our next game is scheduled for March 18, 2006.

Windows Live Search released

Yesterday Microsoft released their "Google killer", Windows Live Search. MSN has a search facility, but this is supposed to be much better, giving Google-quality search results while adding some extra stuff. Microsoft hopes to become the search engine of choice, and — coincidentally — cash in on the advertising revenue from sponsored links.

I gave it Windows Live Search (found at www.live.com) a whirl.

When you get to the web site you are offered a "portal" page that you can configure to your own liking, adding a link to your Windows Live or Hotmail account, weather, news services, etc. Google allows you to do the same thing with Google's Personalized Home page. Microsoft's page looks better, more professional, with shaded boxes and neat controls that collapse and expand various sections. Google lets you do much of that, too, but not with the same coolness factor. Unfortunately, all those controls seem to come at a price. Microsoft's site was pretty busy this morning and it took forever to come up.

I didn't bother signing up for Windows Live Search, but I did add Monroe's weather. The controls kept appearing and disappearing, based on whether or not my mouse hovered over them. The icons were pretty small (older or less co-ordinated web surfers take note). I asked for "Monroe, LA" and it offered both "Monroe, LA" and "Marion, LA" as options. I took "Monroe, LA", which is what I originally typed. Twice I managed to open another window to the MSN weather site. Eventually I added the weather. The big icons took up over half the height of the screen. This was because it gave me both Monroe's and Start, Louisiana's weather even though Start wasn't an option. I managed to delete Start, but couldn't get it to show up again. By contrast, Google gives me the same information in half the height, though Google's icons aren't as nice. (Actually, Google only gives me two days of weather while Live gave me three.)

A note about the weather: neither site was particularly accurate. Google said the high today would be 73F, which I think Monroe hit this morning, and that it was currently 59. Live said the high would be 66, and it was currently 63. The Weather Channel put the current temperature at 69. I stuck my head outside and it felt more like 69. Google's site will eventually take you to The Weather Channel. If you have to be inaccurate, at least use up less space.

The point of Microsoft's site is searching, so I decided to do a couple of searches. Like Google, Live has a single search box. Type in something, click the cute little magnifying glass "search" icon (or hit Enter) and it will give you search results. I didn't see any ability to do advanced searches. Google has a link to advanced searches, plus a help page that explains their advanced, and mostly hidden, search language. You may not know it, but Google's search engine will take in a number of complicated parameters to make it easy to search for exactly what you want. Presumably you can do this on Live, too, but there is no help to tell you how.

I first typed in "Delta Green". The search results were close to that of Google, but not identical (which is actually a good thing; if they were identical there would be no reason for a new search engine). I was impressed with the results of the search. The relevance was similar to Google. My own web site, HyperBear.com, came up a little bit sooner on the Live search than on Google, and my blog appeared much sooner on Live.

I did a second search, this one on "Allan Goodall". The search results were, again, similar. Live had my blog profile right above my web site, while Google put the blog further below my web site. Apparently the fact that my blog is on a major site put it higher on the search list. I'm not sure I like that, as it's actually less relevant than my own web site, but I could live with it.

The results weren't as impressive with Live when I entered "miniatures game scale". Miniature gamers are often looking for information on the scale of figures. Live put a dollhouse seller's web site as the first two results. The next two results were for the starwars.com store. The next two were relevant, for The Miniatures Page, but again the site was duplicated. Google, by contrast, had a smattering of different game sites as their first results, including Dean Gundberg's Starship Combat News in first place (I used to play miniatures with Dean at GenCon).

The search results were good enough that Live could make a dent in Google's user base, except that Microsoft did what it's famous for: making something big, bloated, but slick looking at the expense of functionality.

Google's search results are displayed as a standard web page. You scroll down the page, you click on a link to go the next page, you click on a link or your Back button to go back a page.

Live, in comparison, looks much cleaner. The results pop up in a very nice looking Javascript frame. For some reason, though, Microsoft decided to use new controls for scrolling up and down in the frame. You click on a slider control to go up or down several results. You can click and hold the button down for the results to scroll up or down continuously. It is slick, but there's no reason to replace the vertical scroll bar. Worse, all the results appear in the frame. Google, by contrast, shows you a set amount on a single page (you can customize Google to show as few as 10 and as much as 100). If there are more results than you see on a page, Google supplies a link to other pages with more results. This means it is quicker to navigate through Google's links.

Say you find yourself at result number 80. In Google this could be on page 8 (if showing 10 items per page) or on the first page. If on page 8, you can use your Back button or the link at the bottom of the page to quickly return to the first item. If they are all on one page, you can quickly drag the slider to the top to take you back to the top of the page. You can't do this on Live. You have to use their slider control to drag you all the way up to the top. Since the slider control isn't the standard vertical scroll bar, you have to click on the up arrow and hold it to get to the top of the page. This is a pain, and it comes from Microsoft putting style ahead of substance.

Microsoft wrote Live for Internet Explorer. Firefox will open up a link in a new tab if you click the middle button (usually the scroll button) on a web link. This feature doesn't work on www.live.com. Evidently the Windows Live Search web designers don't use Firefox and disabled the middle button click. The lack of this feature alone is enough for me not to use Live.

There are a couple of neat things about Live. There's a control that lets you see from 2 to 6 lines of content on the found links by simply sliding it left or right. If it is slid all the way to the right, you get an option to do a search within the web site picked up on the link. For instance, if you do a search on "Allan Goodall" and find a link to www.hyperbear.com, you can click on a control that will let you immediately search www.hyperbear.com for additional data. To do this with Google you would have to do a brand new search with "site:www.hyperbear.com" somewhere in it. Windows Live Search is easier in this regard.

If you type a search criteria into Google that you spelled wrong, Google will helpfully add a "did you mean..." link at the top. Windows Live Search doesn't have this feature. I've used it enough times that I would miss it if I used Live.

I don't think Windows Live Search will be the Google killer Microsoft hopes it will be. Google's genius was in stripping web searching to its simplest form, give relevant results, and add helpful features. Microsoft's site looks nicer, but it's another case of Microsoft's trend of style over substance.

Finished watching Firefly... *sniff*

Alana and I are feeling a little odd, sort of like we lost a friend. This weekend we watched the last three episodes of Firefly. and the movie Serenity. I know it's just a TV show, and I usually don't feel this way about TV, but there is a slight feeling of loss here.

For those who don't know, Firefly was a TV show created by Joss Whedon, who created Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. Firefly was about the crew of a spaceship. Unlike the warships/exploration ships of Star Trek, the spaceship in question — the Serenity — was an obsolete cargo ship, and the crew were smugglers. The captain was Malcolm "Mal" Reynolds, a sergeant on the losing side of the Unification War. Zoe Washburne was a corporal in his platoon, and together they formed the core of the Serenity's crew. Their pilot, "Wash", was Zoe's husband and an ace pilot. The ship's mechanic was a young woman named Kaylee who had a surprising affinity for machines. The crew was rounded out by Jayne Cobb (played by Adam Baldwin, in spite of the name), an untrustworthy — but not too bright — mercenary. Mal rented out one of the shuttles to Inara, a registered Companion (read geisha) who plied her trade from the shuttle while giving them access to people they wouldn't ordinarily give them the time of day. The ship had three passengers who became crew members: Shepherd Book, a man of the cloth with an interesting past (played brilliantly by Ron Glass of Barney Miller fame); Simon Tam, a doctor; River Tam, Simon's deranged sister. River had been experimented upon by the Alliance (the government that ruled the worlds), turning her into a telepath at the cost of her sanity. Simon rescued her, and the two were on the run.

Whedon created a wonderful universe. There were only something like 70 hospitable bodies where humans lived, and a lot of those were moons. There are no aliens in the Firefly 'verse (as known space was called). All of the conflict and horror came from humans. The scariest humans were the Reavers, who mutilated themselves and raided the outer worlds in horrible ways. Next were the Alliance, a monolithic big-brotherly government. The Serenity's crew were, essentially, Robin Hoods, robbing from the Alliance or the rich and giving to the poor (but usually for at least a small profit margin).

What attracted us to the show were the characters and the moral dilemmas brought on by the show's premise. In the first show to be aired, the crew takes on a job to rob a high-speed bullet train of a valuable cargo, only to discover that the cargo was medicine needed by the people in the settlement. If the crew returns the medicine they would have to deal with a dangerous crime lord. This set up the theme for the show.

It should be noted that the special effects are some of the best ever done for TV. G4, the game network, is running Star Trek: The Next Generation reruns. It's funny how old and cheap TNG looks compared to Firefly (the two are some 15 years apart), yet I'm betting Firefly had a fraction of the budget.

Firefly looks a lot like a western, which is intentional. The Browncoats (Mal's side in the Unification War) are essentially Confederates from the American Civil War. The Alliance is the Union. Many of the backwater worlds look like wild west towns. The weapons, although obviously advanced, look like western six-shooters. The core worlds, are more reminiscent of Blade Runner. Whedon patterned the fashion and social setting of the core world aristocracy on wealthy 19th century American families.

Firefly failed on television mostly because of meddling by the Fox Television network. Right from the word go they messed it up. They decided that the initial episode was too slow (it wasn't) and that they needed more action for the first episode. They ordered the second episode (the first 1 hour episode) to air first. This was the train robbery episode. You didn't get to know the characters or their motivations, which is a big problem with an ensemble cast. This episode looked more like a western than any other (well, except for the cattle rustler episode, I guess), which made the western motif look more like a parody than a homage. The two-hour episode, which set up the characters, didn't air for another month.

That train robbery episode was the only one I saw on TV when the show was broadcast in 2002. I thought it was interesting, but a little flat. I had too many questions and not enough interest in the characters. I set about religiously taping the show, but for some reason I never got around to watching the tapes. (To be fair, I was taping Angel, too, and never watched those, either.) I eventually stopped taping them about three quarters through the end of its run. The show was scrapped by the mid point of the season. Instead of 22 complete episodes, 11 were aired (including the two-hour initial episode) with a total of 14 complete. They didn't give the program chance to find an audience.

The show should have died right then and there. It didn't. Around mid-2003 I started hearing people on various internet groups say how good the show was and how they lamented its passing. The DVD was released at the end of August in 2003. It quickly shot to number one in Amazon's DVD sales ratings. Word of mouth kept the DVDs selling well for a year. Fan web sites appeared, and the fans started calling for more Firefly. According to a documentary on the Serenity disc, Joss Whedon started looking for a new home for the show right after it was cancelled. The cast members wished him well, but didn't expect anything to come of it.

The DVD sales are given as the reason for Firefly being resurrected as a movie. (To show you how ravenous some fans are about the show, the up-to-date sales rankings of the boxed DVD set on Amazon can be seen at http://www.fireflyfans.net/amazon.asp . So far today it is ranked 12th.) Universal, and not Fox, bankrolled the film project. Pre-production began on Serenity in 2004, and the movie was released September 30, 2005.

The show can't seem to get any respect. I don't know why it was released in September, but that's a dry period for films. The marketing campaign seemed sort of muddled. Even though I knew the premise of the show, I wasn't sure what was happening in the film. Apparently it didn't attract too many people outside of hard core Firefly fans. The film had a production budget of $39 million (which is pretty miniscule these days) but only grossed about $25 million in North America. Worldwide gross brought it up to $38 million. I'm sure that DVD sales will make it profitable.

I don't think Serenity is all that accessible to non-fans. You had to see the series to truly appreciate what was happening. There wasn't as much character interaction in the film as there was in any given episode of the TV series. The character interactions that were there were watered-down versions of what we saw in the show. I suppose this is inevitable as they had to explain in a short time what took several hours to do on television. The sad parts of the film wouldn't hold emotional resonance for those whose first view of the 'verse was Serenity.

That having been said, Alana and I both thought Serenity was good. It wasn't a feature film so much as a completion for the series. You could see where Whedon was planning to take the series if Fox had let him. The 'verse was darker, and I thought it looked "better". It had less of a western and more of a sci-fi feel. The Operative, the villain of the film, shows Whedon's ability to create interesting, quirky characters that don't fall into cliche. I thought the big revelation at the end of the second act was well done, though the ending was perhaps a little pat. There are some sad parts, the power of which is testimony to Whedon's abilities to create a character (though I think the loss was more significant for those who watched the show).

Alana and I are both feeling sort of empty today, like having friends move away. I don't normally feel this way about a television series. Perhaps it is because most TV series last far too long, or perhaps its because most TV series don't have memorable characters. Alana compared Firefly's run to Everyone Loves Raymond. Neither of us can understand a world where Raymond lasts something like nine years on the same gag, while Firefly couldn't even complete a single season.

We picked up the Serenity roleplaying game a couple of weeks ago with a gift certificate Jason and Jimmy gave us to our local comic store. I would love to run a game of Serenity. Perhaps sometime in the future we can play the game and invent our own adventures in the 'verse, but we both know it won't be the same.

Bush deputy press secretary on spin cycle

This afternoon, Trent Duffy — President Bush's Deputy Press Secretary — was interviewed on CNN about a pre-Katrina tape that showed Bush was warned that the levees in New Orleans could be breached. In fact, the tape showed that National Hurricane Center Director Max Mayfield had deep concerns about it on August 28 and 29, 2005. Mayfield said, "I don't think anyone can tell you with confidence right now whether the levees will be topped or not, but that's obviously a very, very great concern." On September 1, Bush said, "I don't think anyone anticipated the breach of the levees." Homeland Security Secretary Michael Chertoff agreed with Bush's statement three days later.

In the CNN interview today, Duffy said that Bush "begged state and local officials" to begin mandatory evacuations. Yes, Bush "begged". Interestingly, according to the timeline on Wikipedia Bush phoned Louisiana Governor Kathleen Blanco on Sunday, August 28 to get her and New Orleans Mayor Ray Nagin to order mandatory evacuations. That was the first time Bush brought it up. Nagin and Blanco already had a news conference scheduled and apparently they were already ordering the evacuation.

From Wikipedia (link):

9:30 am CDT (1430 UTC) - President Bush calls Governor Blanco, says he is "“very concerned about the storm'’s impact"”, and urges Blanco and Nagin to order a mandatory evacuation. The Mayor and the Governor had a press conference scheduled for 9:30 AM during which they announced the mandatory evacuation. It seems apparent that the phone call from President Bush did not cause them to call for a mandatory evacuation. "We're facing the storm most of us have feared," Nagin told an early-morning news conference, the governor at his side. Katrina was now a Category 5 hurricane, set to make landfall overnight. Minutes earlier, Blanco had been pulled out to take a call from the president, pressed into service by FEMA's Brown to urge a mandatory evacuation. Blanco told him that's just what the mayor would order.

The reference for the Wikipeida entry is here, at the Washington Post site.

So, Duffy said that Bush "begged" Blanco and Nagin to order mandatory evacuations, when evidently Bush brought it up at the same time that Blanco and Nagin were already going to do it. By saying "begged", Duffy makes it sound like Bush was calling for mandatory evacuations for hours or days before they were ordered, or had to push Nagin and Blanco into making the order, which isn't the case.

The White House has been emphasizing the part of the tape that puts Blanco and Nagin in a poor light. For instance, they are stressing a mid-day briefing on August 29 (the day the hurricane made landfall) where Blanco didn't know the levees were breached. The tape shows her saying, "We keep getting reports in some places that maybe water is coming over the levees. We heard a report unconfirmed. I think we have not breached the levee."

Of course the White House isn't mentioning the comments of U.S. Senator David Vitter made on Tuesday, August 30. Vitter said, ""I don't want to alarm everybody that, you know, New Orleans is filling up like a bowl. That's just not happening." This probably has something to do with Vitter being a Republican senator, while Blanco and Nagin are Democrats.

(Vitter's office is here in Monroe. The president of the company where I work suggested that folks vote for Vitter in the 2004 elections. Vitter's primary election ad dealt entirely with U.N. election observers present during U.S. elections, and how this was a bad thing. The ad showed fearful voters marching past soldiers, presumably U.N. soldiers, stationed outside of polling centres.)

So the Bush administration's spokespeople are on spin cycle. CNN being CNN they didn't hammer Duffy on his "begged" comment. Repeat after me, "liberal media bias", "liberal media bias"... feeling sleepy yet?