Nice

Here’s a beautiful time-lapse video shot in two Western parks during the Perseid meteor shower. Full-screen recommended.

Tab Hoarding

In a post-n-thread over at Ace of Spades HQ about computer time-sucks, Ace complains of something that afflicts me too. He calls it “tab hoarding“. It’s the result of skittering about the Web reading items that contain links, opening the links for a moment in a new tab, and going back to what you were reading before or on to something else. (It can also happen when something you read prompts you to go look something up, which leads to one or more new open tabs, which in turn suggest other avenues of inquiry…)

You don’t want to close the tabs, because you know there’s interesting stuff in there that you definitely want to load into your brain, and you tell yourself you’re sure to come back to them soon. And you don’t want to bookmark them, because you already have so many thousands of random bookmarks that finding anything in them is really not much different from poking around on the Internet itself, and because you will absolutely never remember to go back to them once they are off your screen.

So they sit there. In the course of a couple of hours online I can pile up several dozen, and if the computer gets rebooted, or the browser closed, I feel a sharp pang of loss, because I know that I will never finish reading about the Keystone LB-5 biplane or saltwater razor clams, and because I know also that the subject will soon come up in some contentious online discussion, thereby finding me at an avoidable disadvantage. Worse than that, most of the time I can’t even remember what all those tabs even were; all that is left is the certainty that they were of great, if unspecified, value, and are now lost.

I think all of this might indicate that I have some sort of problem.

Easy Street

Over at VFR, commenter “Buck” has presented an amusing little doggerel dating back to 1949:

DEMOCRATIC DIALOG

Father, must I go to work?
No, no, my lucky son.
We’re living now on Easy Street
On dough from Washington.

We’ve left it up to Uncle Sam,
So don’t get exercised.
Nobody has to give a damn””
We’ve all been subsidized.

But if Sam treats us all so well
And feeds us milk and honey,
Please, daddy, tell me what the hell
He’s going to use for money.

Don’t worry, bub, there’s not a hitch
In this here noble plan””
He simply soaks the filthy rich
And helps the common man.

But, father, won’t there come a time
When they run out of cash
And we have left them not a dime
When things will go to smash?

My faith in you is shrinking, son,
You nosy little brat;
You do too damn much thinking, son,
To be a Democrat.

For Snopes.com’s investigation of its provenance, see here.

As You’d Expect

Nobody should be surprised to learn that the security vacuum in Syria is drawing in jihadis from all over, bent on annexing new territory for the dar-al-Harb. Our reader Dom sent us this item today.

A Map of The Empire Whose Size Was That Of The Empire

Where? Google, of course.

The Bitten Hand

With yet another hat-tip to VFR, here’s an interesting little item on Mitt Romney’s despisÁ¨d Bain Capital.

Czechs and Balnea

Be still, my heart: Beer Wellness Land.

More images here.

Curtain!

Well! There you have it.

I have to say: the more political conventions I see, the more I miss H. L. Mencken.

“There is something about a national convention that makes it as fascinating as a revival or a hanging. It is vulgar, it is ugly, it is stupid, it is tedious, it is hard upon both the higher cerebral centers and the gluteus maximus, and yet it is somehow charming. One sits through long sessions wishing heartily that all the delegates and alternates were dead and in hell ”” and then suddenly there comes a show so gaudy and hilarious, so melodramatic and obscene, so unimaginably exhilarating and preposterous that one lives a gorgeous year in an hour.’

Not sure which hour that was this time around. Maybe it was the second or third hour of Bill Clinton’s dissertation.

…And Suppose You Were A Member Of Congress

I live in New York’s 11th Congressional District, and so my proxy in the House of Representatives, the champion responsible for advancing my interests in the august councils of this great Republic, is a woman by the name of Yvette Clarke.

Ms. Clarke recently appeared on The Colbert Report. During her brief interview, she was asked: if she were able to go back and speak to the Brooklynites of 1898 (the year Brooklyn was annexed to New York City), what would she say to them?

A partial transcript (starting at 3:54 in the linked clip):

Yvette Clarke: “I would say to them: set me free!”

Stephen Colbert: “From…?”

YC: “Slavery.”

SC: “Slavery. Really. I didn’t realize there was slavery in Brooklyn in 1898.”

YC (knowing nod): “I’m pretty sure there was.”

SC: “Sounds like a horrible part of the United States, that kept slavery going until 1898!”

YC: “Uhhh…”

SC: “Who would be enslaving you, in 1898 in New York?”

YC: “The Dutch.”

SC: “The Dutch. Those sneaky Dutch bastards!”

YC (nodding again): “Exactly.”

SC: “Okay! Excellent.”

Again: that’s New York’s 11th District, folks, if you aren’t satisfied with the representation you’re getting elsewhere.

Somebody’s Gotta Do It

One of the absurdities of modern political life is the assumption that everyone, regardless of innate qualifications, should have a college education (indeed the assumption, at least on the Democratic side, seems to be not only that everyone belongs in college, but that every citizen person within our borders also has an inalienable right to a government-subsidized degree).

This is ridiculous, of course — but to admit that not everyone is endowed by Nature with the capacity for college-level intellectual work would be to discriminate, and thereby would violate the Prime Directive of modern liberal thought. Instead, the result of this obsessive and hallucinatory fixation on non-discrimination has been to flood colleges with unqualified students who have been indoctrinated to believe that they are capable of things they aren’t. This is a cruel folly, as it sets up a great many decent people for miserable failure — people who in a bygone era would have made for themselves happy, productive lives in some well-regarded and eminently useful skilled trade. By tainting such work as less respectable than the white-collar jobs available to college graduates, we end up fostering poverty and dependence — and we also hollow out a vital part of the middle class.

One person who understands this is Mike Rowe, host of television’s “Dirty Jobs”. He’s written a laudable open letter to Mitt Romney, which you can read here.

We Make A Life By What We Give

To the person who sent the Churchill books to my home in Brooklyn today, with no note enclosed: if you’re a reader of this blog, thanks. (And thanks also, of course, even if you aren’t.) It’s nice to have something to look forward to when we get back to the city.

Not So Fast

In this election year’s frenzy of so-called “fact-checking”, we’ve been hearing a lot about the Obama administration’s recent maneuver regarding the 1996 welfare-reform law known as TANF (Temporary Assistance for Needy Families, part of the Social Security Act). In case you missed it, back in July, HHS secretary Sibelius issued a fiat declaring that the work requirements declared in Section 407 — which were pointedly, and deliberately, omitted from a list of waivable sections in the law (that enumeration is in Section 1115) — were actually, in clear defiance of the intentions of the law, waivable at the whim of HHS under some sort of “penumbra” emanating from Section 402.

Here’s the move, taken from Sibelius’s infamous memorandum:

Section 1115 authorizes waivers concerning section 402. Accordingly, other provisions of the TANF statute are not waivable. For example, the purposes of TANF are not waivable, because they are contained in section 401. The prohibitions on assistance are not waivable, because they are contained in section 408.

While the TANF work participation requirements are contained in section 407, section 402(a)(1)(A)(iii) requires that the state plan “[e]nsure that parents and caretakers receiving assistance under the program engage in work activities in accordance with section 407.’ Thus, HHS has authority to waive compliance with this 402 requirement and authorize a state to test approaches and methods other than those set forth in section 407, including definitions of work activities and engagement, specified limitations, verification procedures, and the calculation of participation rates. As described below, however, HHS will only consider approving waivers relating to the work participation requirements that make changes intended to lead to more effective means of meeting the work goals of TANF.

Needless to say, this brazen executive power-grab, which replaces a demanding and carefully enumerated set of work requirements with the personal caprice of Kathleen Sibelius, has elicited howls of outrage from folks on the Right who favor limited (or at least non-imperial) government. (Robert Rector fleshes out some of the details here and here.)

Well, the GAO has just weighed in, with an analysis of whether or not HHS overstepped its authority by issuing this diktat without consulting Congress. The answer is yes:

Accordingly, given our conclusions above, and in accordance with the provisions of 5 U.S.C. § 801(a)(1), the Information Memorandum is subject to the requirement that it be submitted to both Houses of Congress and the Comptroller General before it can take effect.

We’ll see where this goes from here.

Sign Of The Times

It’s getting harder and harder to distinguish P.C. from parody. The latest example (hat tip to VFR): here.

BZR

If you’re a “reactionary” like me, then you’re sure to enjoy this.

On Vay-Cay Through Labor Day

Sorry it’s been so slow around here, readers, but with the long and languorous days of summer now drawing to a close, the little grey cells should soon get back to work. (I’m afraid I’ve fallen behind in my email correspondence too — apologies to all.)

So for now, just an entertaining follow-up on that “Jumah at the DNC” item we mentioned the other day.

As Good As It Gets

If I were to ask you, readers of a certain age, to think of rock music’s all-time greatest guitarists, I have a feeling that the thirty-three-year-old Derek Trucks might not be among the pantheon that swims into view.

He should be, though. To get an idea why, have a look here.

Squid Chromatophores

See ’em dance!

Here.

Beyond Parody

In this endless, eye-gouging, brass-knuckled, dung-flecked presidential campaign, we’ve been hearing an awful lot of noise from the Obama machine about an imaginary conservative “war on women”. (It’s calumnious rubbish, of course.)

On the the other hand, there is indeed one resolutely committed ideological faction in this world that really is waging a relentless war on what we in the West consider to be basic women’s rights, every chance it gets. It’s doctrinaire Islam.

It was with some amusement, then (though not surprise) that I ran across this:

Jumah At the 2012 DNC

Does the libidinous Sandra Fluke, who will also be speaking at the Democratic convention, really believe that these people are her allies? That Imam Siraj Mahhaj, who has openly called for the replacement of the United States Constuitution with a caliphate, is going to join her crusade for abortion rights, same-sex marriage, and taxpayer-subsidized contraception?

What the hell are these people smoking?

Wetware

Here.

With Easy Grace

As we’ve all heard by now, the astronaut Neil Armstrong died last week. For the 43 years following his moonwalk, an achievement that he could surely have parlayed into wealth and glittering fame, the self-effacing Armstrong chose instead to lived a quiet life of teaching and farming. (In contrast, the pathologically narcissistic Barack Obama — the President, by the way, who redefined NASA’s “foremost” mission to be Muslim outreach — chose to memorialize Mr. Armstrong with a picture of himself.)

The manned flight to the surface of the Moon and back was one of our people’s, and indeed mankind’s, greatest triumphs — but it might have gone otherwise. Here is the speech that William Safire had prepared for the President to read if that sorrowful circumstance had come to pass.

P.S. More on Neil Armstrong here.

Talking Turkey

Here’s a nifty animation illustrating the spread of Indo-Euopean langauges.

All Aboard!

As the Turkish Prime Minister, Recep Tayyip Erdogan, once explained, “Democracy is like a train. We shall get out when we arrive at the station we want.”

That train seems to be moving along briskly in Egypt, where last week the democratically elected President, the Muslim Brotherhood’s Mohammed Morsi, ousted the Mubarak-era leadership of the armed forces, clearing the way for the ascension of the Ikhwan’s man, General Abdel-Fattah el-Sissi. As we noted here, this resolves the dissonance that has existed between the civilian government and the armed forces since the much-ballyhooed “Arab Spring” began to bloom in Egypt in early 2011.

Now, President Morsi seems to be nearing his station. In today’s NightWatch newsletter, John McCreary explains:

Egypt: President Mursi intervened to release a newspaper editor jailed for insulting the President him on Thursday, issuing a law for the first time since he assumed legislative powers earlier this month. President Mohammed Mursi’s ban on detention for journalists accused of publishing-related offenses overrides a court decision earlier in the day ordering newspaper editor Islam Afifi to remain in prison pending trial in September.

Comment: In this instance Mursi took action that the international media applauds. The plaudits will ignore that he acted in the same authoritarian fashion as Mubarak, overriding the existing law; legislating his own; and ignoring a decision of the courts who were ruling on the existing law.

His action betrays an inclination to undermine other institutions of government to burnish his public image as he sees fit, governing in precisely the same way as his predecessor. This is dictatorship, not democracy. When the ends justify the means, there is no need for elected government or a balance of power between branches of government. That is what Mursi demonstrated today.

Last year I wrote:

If you look at any vigorous society in its prime, you see a healthy balance between rights and privileges. When either grows too much at the expense of the other, a nation declines: on the one hand toward impotent mediocrity, on the other into tyranny.

This is the latter case. What we in the West see as a fundamental right — the freedom of the press — has in Egypt now become a privilege, to be granted or denied at the whim of the sovereign.

Beck’s Big Idea

And a pretty brilliant one too, I think: his new album will not be recorded at all, but will be published only as sheet music. It’s up to the fans to render it as they see fit.

Tweet

From June:

Taps

Rather a nice sunset just now over at Duck Harbor:

Mitt Schlag

Here’s a delightfully un-PC item about Mitt Romney, by NRO’s Kevin D. Williamson, that’s sure to push all the right buttons. (As I write, it’s already clear from a quick survey of Twitter that those buttons have been pushed en masse.) It begins:

What do women want? The conventional biological wisdom is that men select mates for fertility, while women select for status — thus the commonness of younger women’s pairing with well-established older men but the rarity of the converse. The Demi Moore/Ashton Kutcher model is an exception — the only 40-year-old woman Jack Nicholson has ever seen naked is Kathy Bates in that horrific hot-tub scene. Age is cruel to women, and subordination is cruel to men. Ellen Kullman is a very pretty woman, but at 56 years of age she probably would not turn a lot of heads in a college bar, and the fact that she is the chairman and CEO of Dupont isn’t going to change that.

It’s a good thing Mitt Romney doesn’t hang out in college bars.

You want off-the-charts status? Check out the curriculum vitae of one Willard M. Romney: $200 million in the bank (and a hell of a lot more if he didn’t give so much away), apex alpha executive, CEO, chairman of the board, governor, bishop, boss of everything he’s ever touched. Son of the same, father of more. It is a curious scientific fact (explained in evolutionary biology by the Trivers-Willard hypothesis — Willard, notice) that high-status animals tend to have more male offspring than female offspring, which holds true across many species, from red deer to mink to Homo sap. The offspring of rich families are statistically biased in favor of sons — the children of the general population are 51 percent male and 49 percent female, but the children of the Forbes billionaire list are 60 percent male. Have a gander at that Romney family picture: five sons, zero daughters. Romney has 18 grandchildren, and they exceed a 2:1 ratio of grandsons to granddaughters (13:5). When they go to church at their summer-vacation home, the Romney clan makes up a third of the congregation. He is basically a tribal chieftain.

Professor Obama? Two daughters. May as well give the guy a cardigan. And fallopian tubes.

From an evolutionary point of view, Mitt Romney should get 100 percent of the female vote. All of it. He should get Michelle Obama’s vote.

Read the rest here.

Recess

As planned, I’ve hardly written anything here for a couple of weeks now. The lovely Nina and I are sequestered at our modest hilltop dacha here in the Outer Cape, and after spending two or three long days each week writing code (thank goodness for telecommuting!) the last thing I’ve felt like doing is to spend more time at the computer while everyone else is out lolling on the beach, swimming in the ponds, eating, drinking, and generally enjoying one another’s company in one of the nicest places on Earth.

The world is certainly going to hell as usual, but I’m confident it will still be going to hell a couple of weeks from now, when the last few weeks of summer are over. Till then, I think a “miscellany of brief items” will have to do.

So: here’s a piquant item from Thomas Sowell, and a parking-garage door that sounds like Miles Davis. I’m off for some chowder.

Femto-Photography

One trillion frames per second, folks.

Bad To Worse

Andrew McCarthy comments on recent developments in Egypt.

N 165

Boy, everybody‘s on Twitter these days.

Déjà  Vu

Remember Mike Dukakis in that tank?

Pretty Pictures

Another quick link: I stumbled across a collection of photos by someone named “Faryndale”, and I think they’re mighty good. Have a look.

When We Were Very Young

Okay, readers of a certain age: have a look at this.

Hmmm…

Closed-door meetings between Obama, Biden, and Hillary Clinton today…

I find it hard to believe that Ms. Clinton would accept Mr. Biden’s place on the ticket, but we’ll just have to see.

Of course, they might just be talking about, oh, foreign policy, or something, I guess. [snicker]

Uncle Choo-Choo

What do you think, folks — will Joe Biden, who just seems to get battier and battier, be on the ticket in November?

A Hard Rain Gonna Fall?

Interesting item here: as calls to disarm the citizenry grow louder, why is the National Weather Service stocking up on .40-caliber jacketed hollow-point amunition?

Better Get Maaco

Here’s the damage to the U.S.S. Porter, in case you were wondering.

You’ve Been Warned

This little physics game is highly addictive.

Small Town

Just stood in the checkout line at the Wellfleet general store with Noam Chomsky.

We didn’t chat.

High Noon

The inevitable showdown between the Brotherhood and the military in Egypt has arrived: Mohamed Morsi has sacked generals Tantawi and Anan.

The military were the last bastion against the complete Islamization of Egypt, and were the real managers of the national convulsion that naifs in the West called the “Facebook revolution”. Now the newly elected Islamist president calls them to heel. Will they stand down peacefully?

Place your bets!

In This Corner…

So! Paul Ryan it is. Good choice, I think. It tilts the centrist Romney’s ticket toward fiscal conservatism, and makes the choice in November crystal-clear.

Also: can’t wait for the Ryan – Biden debates!

Last night on Twitter, just after the choice was “leaked”, Jonah Goldberg tweeted:

“Joe Biden just soiled himself.”

Will Antonin tweeted back:

“Wait till he hears about the Ryan pick!”

Sail On, O Ship Of State

Following on our earlier item about unintended consequences, here’s another. They’re everywhere, it seems. Who knew?

D.I.Y. For The L.G.B.T.

Are you a transgendered Wiccan in a stable polyamorous relationship? Got a craving for a juicy, crispy, perfectly seasoned chicken sandwich, but would sooner camp out for Donny Osmond tickets than darken the door of a Chick-fil-a?

Well, sir or madam, today’s your lucky day. Have a look here.

The Houyhnhnms Of Turtle Bay

Behold the geniuses who want to run the world.

Middle Of Nowhere

Here’s a stunning 360-degree panorama from Mars, courtesy of the rover Opportunity.

Why Explore Space?

With a hat tip to reader JK:

In 1970, a Zambia-based nun named Sister Mary Jucunda wrote to Dr. Ernst Stuhlinger, then-associate director of science at NASA’s Marshall Space Flight Center, in response to his ongoing research into a piloted mission to Mars. Specifically, she asked how he could suggest spending billions of dollars on such a project at a time when so many children were starving on Earth.

Stuhlinger soon sent the following letter of explanation to Sister Jucunda, along with a copy of “Earthrise,” the iconic photograph of Earth taken in 1968 by astronaut William Anders, from the Moon (also embedded in the transcript). His thoughtful reply was later published by NASA, and titled, “Why Explore Space?”

Read it here.

Two reasons that Dr. Stuhlinger left out:

1) Exploring, expanding, climbing, conquering is just what we do.

2) There’s a fortune to be made out there!

Tough Crowd

“Such is the nature of man,
that for your first gift — he prostrates himself;
for your second — kisses your hand;
for the third — fawns;
for the fourth — just nods his head once;
for the fifth — becomes too familiar;
for the sixth — insults you;
and for the seventh — sues you because he was not given enough.”

Gurdjieff, All and Everything, Third Series, p. 56

Pretty Swift

Here’s a clever graphic presentation by the Times putting all the Olympic 100-meter winners since 1896 in the same race.

The Hollow Republic

NRO posted a good piece by Yuval Levin today, on competing views of the mediating layer that stands between the individual and the State.

Here.

Paparazzo

I like this: our Reconnaissance orbiter snapped a picture of Curiosity descending to Mars last night.

Here.