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Thursday, February 28, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
The National Memo » Why The Congressional Majority Likes Sequester
The National Memo » Why The Congressional Majority Likes Sequester
There's always a story behind the story, and some greedy SOB with hand outstretched behind that.
There's always a story behind the story, and some greedy SOB with hand outstretched behind that.
The National Memo » Thanks To The GOP Opposing Chuck Hagel, America Now Knows Ted Cruz
The National Memo » Thanks To The GOP Opposing Chuck Hagel, America Now Knows Ted Cruz
And, America is worse off for knowing the dumbest Texan who ever lived.
And, America is worse off for knowing the dumbest Texan who ever lived.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Review: "Wolf's Moon" by Patrick Jones
English: Skeleton of a dire wolf, Canis dirus, in the George C. Page Museum at the La Brea Tar Pits, Los Angeles, California (Photo credit: Wikipedia) |
Part techno-thriller, part horror, and all
entertaining, that’s the only way to describe Patrick Jones’ novel Wolf’s Moon. Mark Lansdowne, aka Mike
Linden, lives with his three dogs in the small Ozark town of Maple Hills that’s
not supposed to have wild wolves. But, when people start dying, with clear
evidence that they’ve been attacked and eaten by some large carnivore, Mark
finds himself thrown into the middle of a mystery that could lead to his death.
But, Mark is not your normal victim; in fact, he’s not a victim at all. With
all the cunning and viciousness of the creatures who are preying on the
citizens of his town, he takes the attacks personally, when a woman he happens
to think highly of is killed.
With the help of his friend Warren Skruggs, Mark
sets out to eliminate the threat. Using the skills he’s obtained from a past
that he keeps hidden from his neighbors, he turns the hunters – packs of Dire
Wolves that are thought to be extinct – into the hunted. Jones has crafted a
tale that will keep you on the edge of your chair, and make you nervous about
going out at night. I can promise you, after reading this story, you’ll get
chills up and down your spine the next time you hear a howl in the middle of
the night.
Wolf’s
Moon
is a tightly crafted suspense thriller with all the right elements, handled in
just the right manner.
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Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Congressional Approval is Low
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Monday, February 18, 2013
Review: "A Wasting Time" by William Esmont
It’s hard to describe A Wasting Time by William Esmont. Junkie Angus Mundy is trapped in
a no-way-out existence, working like a slave, for slave wages, he barely makes
enough to feed his drug habit, and certainly not enough to pay the debt he owes
to a bookie-loan shark. When the loan shark offers him a way out; assassinate
the Chinese manager of the robot-dominated mine in which he works, and the debt
is cancelled, Angus sets out on a path that must lead to his doom. But, will he
take Hillary down with him?
I won’t spoil the ending by telling you whether he
does or not; you have to read this tense, tightly written thriller for
yourself. Esmont has a way of ratcheting up the tension until your nerves a
strumming like a well-tuned Strad, and then easing you down, only to jack you
back up again.
If you like stories with twists, tantalizing bits of
erotica – never fully described, but hinted at in such a way, the mind does the
rest – this is a must-read book.
Friday, February 15, 2013
The National Memo » Why Senate Republicans Confirmed John Kerry But Stalled Chuck Hagel
The National Memo » Why Senate Republicans Confirmed John Kerry But Stalled Chuck Hagel Maybe we should start calling it the Rapscallion Party? Or just the nut and fruit bowl?
Thursday, February 14, 2013
"Air America" - My 15 Minutes of Fame
Photo of Mel Gibson at the premiere of Air America. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) |
In 1968, artist Andy Warhol said, “in the future,
everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes.” I don’t know exactly what he
meant by that; nor do many others who have paraphrased him, but I think he was
probably right. I do know that, after 50 years of roaming the globe, and, often
like the character in ‘Forest Gump,’ being on the fringes of momentous events,
I’ve probably accumulated my 15 minutes – and, maybe even a few seconds more.
English: Robert Downey, Jr., taken at the AIR AMERICA movie premiere 1990 (Photo credit: Wikipedia) |
If being seen in a movie counts as fame, though, I
think I had my quarter-hour in the limelight in 1990, or maybe it was 1991,
when I had the opportunity to be an extra in the movie, ‘Air America,’ starring
Mel Gibson and Robert Downey, Jr. Unlike those who actively seek notoriety, my
moment under the lights was a combination of pure accident, and being in the
wrong/right place at the right/wrong time.
I was the U.S. Consul in the northern Thai city of
Chiang Mai when the movie company came to town to do the location shooting for
this black comedy about the Vietnam War, and the exploits of the CIA’s airline’s
operations in Laos. They recruited some 50 people in Bangkok as extras, many of
them Vietnam veterans who’d settled in Southeast Asia rather than returning to
the U.S. As a matter of information, I too am a Vietnam vet, but I’d chosen to
enter diplomatic service after leaving the military over running a bar in
Patpong.
One of my duties as consul was to provide services
to American citizens in the area, and unfortunately, one of the movie company’s
assistant directors, an Israeli-American, became ill and died shortly after
they arrived. His was a complicated case, because his American relatives wanted
the remains shipped to Israel. I was around the set so often taking care of his
affairs, someone (and, I no longer recall who) suggested I be an extra in the
film’s bar scenes which were being filmed at a local pub. My boss, the consul
general, and the embassy approved, and since the filming was being done at
night, I didn’t even have to miss work.
After several days of ‘drinking,’ ‘dancing,’ and ‘carousing,’
for the camera; all make believe, but very much like activities I’d
participated in in the 60s as a young military man; the company began packing
up to travel to Mae Hong Son, on the Burmese border, to film the flight and
pilot briefing scenes. I was asked to go along to be an ‘extra’ pilot. Again,
the embassy approved, provided I used my personal leave to do it. No problem, I
thought, after all, it might be fun.
Mae Hong Son (2007-02-473) (Photo credit: Argenberg) |
It was; in Mae Hong Son, most of the shooting was
during the daytime, so evenings were free for my wife and I to explore the
border area. We even had a couple of free days that allowed a visit to a nearby
village occupied by the famous long-neck women. I had a chance to spend an
evening with Mel Gibson; barely recalling riding back to my hotel on the back
of his rented motorbike; and shoot the breeze with some of the other actors
like Tim Thomerson.
But, we’re still getting to the ‘fame’ part. During
the shooting, the director finally noticed that even though the film was about
the Vietnam War, a war in which a large percentage of the American GIs were
people of color, there were only two ‘extras’ that were non-white. Kudos to
Roger Spottiswoode; he had a small role written in – or maybe it was there all
along and they just hadn’t cast it – of a few lines. It was near the end of the
movie, when the Mel Gibson character ‘rents’ a military plane to move his ‘collection’
of weapons, and features Gibson, Downey, and the ‘dispatcher.’ Someone
suggested I read for the part, along with three or four other guys, including
the only other person of color, and to my utter surprise, I was chosen.
I mean, I had to sign a contract and everything, and
the rate paid for filming that scene was more than I got as an extra for two or
three days shooting. It was done in two takes – and didn’t end up on the
cutting room floor, although, in final editing, they dubbed in someone else’s
voice. I didn’t get to go back to L.A. with them – no sense trying to push my
luck, I figure.
The movie only did so-so in the theaters, but it’s
been on cable movie channels around the world regularly. I saw it on South
African cable around this time last year, and several people have mentioned
seeing someone who ‘looked like me’ on hotel cable when they’ve been traveling.
It’s also available on DVD for anyone who is a fan of not quite B, but not A
movies either.
It was fun doing it, although, I wouldn’t think of
acting as a profession. Hours are too erratic, and with all the food on movie
sets, unless you have a real action part, you’re in danger of putting on
weight.
Now, you might well ask, what does this have to do
with anything? Well, nothing really; I just happened to be getting a jump on
spring cleaning and ran across a faded copy of the contract I signed way back
then, and thought it’d be a fun thing to write about.
Interested in Andy Warhol art? Check it out at https://www.artsy.net/artist/andy-warhol
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Review: "Management Matters" by John Hunter
W. Edwards Deming (Photo credit: Wikipedia) |
This book has no ISBN, so it's not available at most retail book sites.
In the opening chapter of Management Matters: Building Enterprise Capability, author John
Hunter writes, “I believe most of what managers should know was written down
decades ago.” I take the meaning of this sentence to be, ‘there are no new management ideas or techniques.’ The
author does not, in fact, offer anything new. But, he does provide an analysis
of the ‘old’ ideas that he believes to be effective in making an enterprise,
any enterprise, more productive.
Hunter calls on the philosophies of such management
and leadership gurus as W. Edwards Deming, Russell Ackoff, and Taiichi Ohno, to
show how anyone can, with some degree of effort, turn an organization around
and make it more capable.
This is a relatively useful book for someone who wants
an introduction to management, but there are a few flaws that I feel compelled
to point out. First, the author focuses on management,
and seems to ignore the importance of effective leadership in building enterprise capability. There are several
typos in the book, and some formatting issues in the e-Book version that are a
bit distracting, but only of limited negative impact. The area that really
needs attention, though, is editing to correct grammatical errors through the
text. This sentence, for instance: “People who are not willing to learn
from the most useful management experts may
still be able to accomplish some decent things, but they are very large barriers to reaching the full potential
possible from wise management efforts.” I have bolded the areas of the sentence
that give me pause. Another example: “I
don’t have much patience for
managers not willing to learn from the experts.” The decline in proper use of
the language, brought on some believe by the proliferation of electronic media,
has inured many of us to hasty grammar, but in a book about enterprise capability,
this detracts greatly from what is otherwise a good little book.
The author says that he will be updating the book
from time to time. Even with its faults, I enjoyed reading it, and sincerely
hope some judicious editing will be his top priority for a subsequent edition.
I give this edition two of five stars for effort.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
The National Memo » The GOP’s Violence Problem
The National Memo » The GOP’s Violence Problem
Violence is the course of action adopted by the stupid as a way to level the playing field when they are confronted with a superior intellect.
Violence is the course of action adopted by the stupid as a way to level the playing field when they are confronted with a superior intellect.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
An Ethical Three Mile Island Looming
There are storm clouds on the horizon. And, I’m not
sure those whose responsibility it is to shield us against such things are even
aware of the approaching maelstrom.
The signs of this potential catastrophe are all
around us, easy to see, if you’re looking. I’ve been watching them for the past
two decades. I’m not sure, when I first began to notice, that I truly
understood the portent of what I was observing. I knew that it disturbed me,
but I didn’t recognize it for what it was; a growing tsunami that threatens to
wash over us, obliterating everything in its path.
You might be asking now, to what am I referring.
Well, I’ll tell you, but first a little context and background. When my son,
David, is not around for me to bounce ideas off, my neighbor, Jim, becomes my
sounding board. Lately, I’ve been having conversations with both of them about
what I see as a decline of ethical standards across the board in America, from
the marble halls of politics in Washington to the carpeted board rooms of
corporate America. The real estate bust, the decline of the banking system, the
Enron scandal; take your pick; all point to an obsession with short-term profit
at the expense of long-term institutional health and integrity.
As a member of the Silent Generation, that bunch of
people born during World War II, just before the Baby Boomers came along, I
grew up being taught such things as:
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You’re only as good as your word
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A day’s work for a day’s pay
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Honesty is the best policy
I could go on and on, but I think you get the
picture. I was taught that honesty, integrity; a respect for truth; were the
important things. Money was just an extra incentive, a score card on how well
you were doing, and as long as you were making enough, it was unseemly to be
greedy and grasping.
I don’t know when it happened, but somewhere along
the way, we’ve lost that. We’re living in a world where profit is the only
motivation for corporations, it seems, and winning is the ‘only’ thing in the
political arena. In conversations with my son, I’ve heard stories of senior
executives encouraging subordinates to lie to customers to ensure increased
profit, and the long term reputation of the company be damned. My neighbor
tells me of an executive he knew who wanted to change performance evaluations,
downgrading them arbitrarily so the company wouldn’t have to pay increased
compensation for employees receiving high ratings. I don’t have to mention the
state of our politics, do I? Just look around you. We’re facing a fiscal
disaster that could have extremely long term negative impact because of a group
of far right radical members of the Republican Party in the House of
Representatives, who, seeing themselves in the minority and pretty much
disavowed by the majority of the population, are willing to shove the country
over a fiscal cliff instead of compromising for the long term good. The only
good they see is to get their way. That is not only selfish and foolish, but in
my book, unethical.
At the end of World War II, having just come out of
a terrible depression before going into war, this country had a renewed sense
of self. The depression had been brought on by the rapacious greed of the
robber barons and Wall Street manipulators who put personal profit before the
common good. Having come out of the depression and prevailed in the war, we had
a sense of belonging and striving for the greater good. The shelf life of that
feeling seems to be wearing off, and we’re going back to the bad old
pre-Depression days.
It’s like a melt-down, with no water handy to cool
the reactor. It makes Three Mile Island look like a little fireworks
celebration in the local park. The problem is, we seem to be marching toward it
with our eyes wide open.
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Sunday, February 10, 2013
A view on Justice
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Saturday, February 9, 2013
Review: "The Almond Tree"
The
Almond Tree, a first novel by Michelle Cohen
Corasanti, starts with young Palestinian Ichmad Hamid watching his baby sister
Amal blown apart by an Israeli mine planted near his family’s farm. Despair
builds on despair as his father Abbas is jailed as a suspected terrorist
supporter, another sister is killed, and his brother, Abbas is crippled in a
vicious attack. When Ichmad, a brilliant mathematician, wins a scholarship to a
university where Arab students are in the minority, he encounters a Jewish
professor, a man filled with hate because of his own family’s persecution by
the Nazis. But, both men learn to respect each other as individuals, and in
their growing collaboration, despair slowly turns to hope.
The
Almond Tree traces Ichmad’s life from the squalor of
Palestinian refugee camps to the ivory halls of American universities, as he
and his new friend make advances in science, and, at the same time, develop as
individuals.
This is an amazing first novel; finely crafted, and
full of meaning. It’s easy to casually dismiss it. Some would doubt that a
Jewish writer could possibly enter into the mind of a Palestinian and make the
reader see the fear, hate, love, despair, and hope that shapes his mind. But,
Corasanti does just that. More importantly, she has capably described both
sides in this long-standing conflict from a human perspective, a perspective
that is all too often missing from other accounts of the Israeli-Palestinian
conflict.
I strongly recommend this book to anyone who wants
to have a better understanding of the human face of war.
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