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I've moved my writing efforts for the time to jeffreysykes.wordpress.com
Come visit if you are interested.
This reminds me of this. The former. The latter. Related.
Hat tip, Bubba.
Can anyone tell me if this Amy Winehouse person has any talent and if I should be worried about her every move?
I can't keep up anymore.
So I heard a GOP congressman say on the House Republican Conference podcast that there are 1.5 trillion barrels of oil* within reach of domestic production. I've been studying the issue and debating with my dad over ANWAR and offshore drilling. He was going on and on about the Chinese drilling 90 miles from Florida while we couldn't drill in our own territory.
I didn't really believe him, but I know he listens to talk radio all day in the car and watches Fox at home, so I figured it was a talking point last week.
Sure enough, there goes another member of the House conference talking about the Chinese drilling in Cuba.
It figures.
Now, I've been studying the domestic oil situation and came across a few USGS documents that said there are about 7 billion proven barrels in ANWAR and about 21 billion proven in the total US.
By comparison, our newest colony, where we have spent 520 billion dollars in the last five years, has 112 billion proven barrels of oil.
So here is my question. And my comment.
Wouldn't the absolute strategic thing to do be to drain all the oil we can from the rest of the world while sitting on our reserves (don't get high on your own supply, and all), thus ensuring that when the rest of the world is sucked dry, we still have 10-15 billion barrels in reserve?
Second, how is it conservative to advocate the draining of our own reserves, endanger our own natural resources, and abnegate our own technological development so that we can maintain our addiction to oil?
Maybe if the wingnuts will allow the pinko-environmentalist to raise the CAFE standards and bring more electric hybrids to the market, the whacko environmentalist will let the right wing fascists drill for more domestic oil.
Now that's what they call government.
* I'm going to assume the congressman was talking about oil shale, since we do have 1.5 trillion barrels in proven reserves of that. So the GOP plan seems to be to strip mine anywhere there is oil shale and have us run the economy off of this stuff, which one congressman says is opposed by "radical environmentalist" who claim it emits twice the greenhouse gases that regular oil products do. Those wascally wadicals.
Been listening to some podcasts from the American University in Cairo this week. I found this gem from Dr. Cornel West.
"The Vocation of a Democratic Intellectual" is the third from the bottom on the above link.
He spends the first seven minutes honoring his friend Edward Said, but then launches into an amazing examination of ideas in a breathtaking lecture.
I admire West's intellect so much that I give him a pass on his politics. This lecture is pure, brilliant Cornell West at his intellectual height.
Like this gem from the 18:00 minute mark, speaking about problems with advanced capitalist societies and "various professional managerial figures" and some academicians walking around "like a peacock, with the foliage visible."
*"I come from a tradition that says peacocks strut because the can't fly. They snub because they are insecure. Where is your courage to think for yourself? To shatter conformity. To shatter complacency. To shatter cowardice. To be yourself. To find your own voice like the great blues and jazz musicians."*
Damn.
I really needed to hear that today. Serendipity is a beautiful thing.
Some years ago a I developed a theory, which much to my chagrin, I have not been able to fully develop as of yet. The theory, which I called "The devaluation of humanity", stated that much social suffering could be contributed to the affect of the rise of technology on the value of man when viewed in purely capitalistic terms.
The theory holds that if one placed humans on the value scale of supply and demand then, when considering the impact of technology on the supply of humans and the demand for humans to supply the needs of capitalism (labor), then with supply up and demand down, the cumulative value of humanity would decrease.
My thoughts in this direction where that this devaluation of humanity could account for the increase in senseless violence, the embracing of abortion as a method of birth control, the crumbling of traditional values such as respect for person and property, the myriad of social factors that place increasing stress on the family, etc, etc.
So that was my theory of the 1990s.
Enough of that. I have a new theory for a new decade.
I've only recently been struck with it.
This article in The Atlantic Monthly seems important:
*At Windy Ridge, a recently built starter-home development seven miles northwest of Charlotte, North Carolina, 81 of the community’s 132 small, vinyl-sided houses were in foreclosure as of late last year. Vandals have kicked in doors and stripped the copper wire from vacant houses; drug users and homeless people have furtively moved in. In December, after a stray bullet blasted through her son’s bedroom and into her own, Laurie Talbot, who’d moved to Windy Ridge from New York in 2005, told The Charlotte Observer, “I thought I’d bought a home in Pleasantville. I never imagined in my wildest dreams that stuff like this would happen.”*
Watched this movie last night. You should watch it too.
Get involved.
Existential heroine of the month.
*Hydrogen is not the answer.Because of the high energy losses within a hydrogen economy the synthetic energy carrier cannot compete with electricity. As the fundamental laws of physics cannot be chanced by research, politics or investments, a hydrogen economy will never make sense.*
More:
*For the establishment of a sustainable energy future the present energy system has to undergo significant changes, not just minor adaptations or modifications. The key point is the transition from a chemical energy base built on fossil fuels to a physical energy base built mainly on electricity from renewable sources. This transition is predetermined by the laws of physics. It cannot be avoided or significantly delayed by politics. However, the transition will proceed more smoothly, if all players agree to move into the same direction.
Without the slightest doubt, the technology for a hydrogen economy exists or can be developed in reasonable time. Also, hydrogen is an appropriate energy carrier for particular niche applications, or it may become an important medium for electricity storage with reversible fuel cells. But hydrogen can never establish itself as a dominant energy carrier. It has to be fabricated from high grade energy and it has to compete with high grad energy in the marketplace.
Hydrogen cannot win this fight against its own energy source. Therefore, the answer to the question: "Does a Hydrogen Economy make Sense?" is an unconditional "NEVER". A global hydrogen economy has no past, present or future! *
This is a random reminder that the cost of the War in Iraq will top $500 billion sometime this month. That is an estimated cost of $12 billion to taxpayers in North Carolina.
We could have provided more than 2.6 million scholarships to university students in this state for a like amount.
End of reminder.
'ar brudders in Eyerland leed de weigh.
*There is something missing from this otherwise typical bustling cityscape. There are taxis and buses. There are hip bars and pollution. Every other person is talking into a cellphone. But there are no plastic shopping bags, the ubiquitous symbol of urban life.
In 2002, Ireland passed a tax on plastic bags; customers who want them must now pay 33 cents per bag at the register. There was an advertising awareness campaign. And then something happened that was bigger than the sum of these parts.*

Every year about this time I reflect on the meaning of eternal life, mortality, morality and industrial capitalist society.
It hurts my head a lot. It burdens my spirit.
Then I think about football and the upcoming ACC basketball season and move on.
But Umberto Eco wrote this great piece a few years ago and I like to reread it now and the:.
*The pianist Arthur Rubinstein was once asked if he believed in God. He said: "No. I don't believe in God. I believe in something greater." Our culture suffers from the same inflationary tendency. The existing religions just aren't big enough: we demand something more from God than the existing depictions in the Christian faith can provide. So we revert to the occult. The so-called occult sciences do not ever reveal any genuine secret: they only promise that there is something secret that explains and justifies everything. The great advantage of this is that it allows each person to fill up the empty secret "container" with his or her own fears and hopes ...
"I was raised as a Catholic, and although I have abandoned the Church, this December, as usual, I will be putting together a Christmas crib for my grandson. We'll construct it together - as my father did with me when I was a boy. I have profound respect for the Christian traditions - which, as rituals for coping with death, still make more sense than their purely commercial alternatives.
I think I agree with Joyce's lapsed Catholic hero in A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man: "What kind of liberation would that be to forsake an absurdity which is logical and coherent and to embrace one which is illogical and incoherent?" The religious celebration of Christmas is at least a clear and coherent absurdity. The commercial celebration is not even that.*
Umberto Eco
Is it possible to be a Christian and in favor of secular government?
Roger Cohen via NYT:
*Thomas Jefferson saw those words as “building a wall of separation between church and state.” So, much later, did John F. Kennedy, who in a speech predating Romney’s by 47 years, declared: “I believe in an America where the separation of church and state is absolute.”
The absolute has proved porous. The U.S. culture wars have produced what David Campbell of Notre Dame University called: “the injection of religion into politics in a very overt way.”
Much too overt for Europeans, whose alarm at George W. Bush’s presidency has been fed by his allusions to divine guidance — “the hand of a just and faithful God” in shaping events, or his trust in “the ways of Providence.”*
CSM:
*Lagos, Nigeria; and Nairobi, Kenya - Once a month, John Ebiwari drags an iron rake through the open sewer that runs in front of his house in Nigeria's sprawling commercial capital of Lagos and scoops out the discarded plastic bags that block the flow of bubbling black filth.
On the last Saturday of each month Lagos police officers armed with big sticks make sure residents fulfill their legal duty and clean up their neighborhoods for 'Sanitation Day.'
The clean up provides a minimum of order in Lagos. But, in a move more drastic than seen in most Western countries, several African nations are tackling the scourge by banning or restricting use of plastic bags.*
Death I say!

I know a young man who is spending his first few years out of college working in Southeast Asia as part of a water purification project. It is his second trip to that region.He is stationed somewhere between Calcutta and Saigon, and gets to travel east and west from time to time. What an experience for a young man not yet 25.
This is his latest dispatch, and I think needs to be shared as we approach the period of American surfeit.
You will likely read his book in years to come.
*Kolkata is everything I dreamed it would be. Maybe you've seen such squalor, but I haven't. Everyone there looks like a picture taken for a calendar advocating the problem of suffering. It's the kind of place a blind man's bamboo cane will play over your toes like a xylophone while women in saris the color of rhododendron blossoms wash their children's clothes in sewer drains along the road. Thick flocks of crows hang above the roofs next to crepe paper kites that fly in glorious loops. It's the kind of place you can find a man, right in the middle of the deafening torrent of traffic, lying half-wrapped on the sidewalk like a bundle of bones, curled into the position he held before he entered this world, his hands cupped over his ears.
At this point it goes without saying that I've been in India, but I'm back in the village now, and so happy to be home. It has never seemed so clean and peaceful, so serene. I wish I had time to tell you all about everything, about how the rice fields of West Bengal glow with dew at first light, how I walked along the ridge that is the border of Nepal through fog like tattered prayer flags flown to the wind, how the men up there carry their loads using only a strap across the forehead, how the Himalaya seems to rise from nowhere, too big to be believed, how I missed my train and spent the whole night sleeping on a wooden luggage rack above the no-class cars, how I got the rhythm of walking in me and could hardly bring myself to stop. But that would take so long, and such stories are usually better told in person anyway.
As glad as I am to be gone, I'd like to go back to Kolkata for a moment, if only in my mind. When you get the news that your grandmother has had another serious surgery, you mostly want to be alone near water. You want to sit along the Ganges and watch the bathers descend the ghats by the thousands in a place they've been coming for thousands of years. If you can't do that, then you want to stand at a precipice and look out over the familiar wrinkles of earth that seem to rise and fall endlessly, preferably in a place with a strong breeze that is like the pitchless music of all such cliffs. Any place, really, that is quiet and that reminds you how old the world is, how much it has changed and is ever changing, and what an unimportant part you are in a play that never had to include you, but that chose to anyway. You've got train tickets to Varanasi but the political parties are calling for a strike of at least 48 hours and if you leave there is no guarantee you'll be able to get back in time for your flight. So you stay, against your will, and try to make the most of it.
That's just where I was a week ago, stranded in Kolkata, left to follow around Mother Teresa's ghost. And so I spent the next few days working with the Missionaries of Charity along AJC Bose Road. The sisters' that work there have a thankless, measureless task. The only counts they can make are the number taken in from the streets and the number that died in the night. The good they accomplish will only last as long as that person is alive. I was taken back to my college dorm room when the words of Mother Teresa first asked me from their page, "Do you love your neighbor? Do you know your neighbor?" Those paragraphs went on to speak of the dignity of each life, of a source of love that ebbs into eternity like the blue-gray mountains, of a river that flows from nowhere to nowhere like the universe outside of time. Please, whatever you do, don't think me righteous. At every entrance of those refuges there is a mural of a rosy-cheeked Jesus in pastel robes, the words "You did it for me!" arching around his delicate frame. But I didn't feel a part of that radical ethic. I felt like a man standing in the surf, throwing water on the shore bucket by bucket. I sat there on the beds feeding the sick their rice and dal one spoon at a time while the newly dead were wrapped in white tissue paper and carried to the truck, one of the few that would be allowed on the streets that day. I sat there and tried to think that I was washing the body of Christ, mostly holding my grandmother.
If you were to come to where I live you might be tempted to pity my neighbors, as I have also been. The children's nakedness. The grime on their hands and feet, their faces. The way that they sometimes wreak of urine or days without bathing. But they play all day in the kaleidoscopes of light the sun makes with the palms. They crouch on canoes that glide effortlessly over mirrors of the sky, which always seems to be the most improbable shade of blue. Their hands know how to catch the quickest crabs without being pinched. The colors of this place are in their laughter. I don't mean to minimize their need. I don't mean that I don't love each of them. I'm not sure just what I mean. Is that okay for now? Thanks so much for reading this far. As always, I'd love to hear from you.*


Today, China consumes only a third as much oil as the United States, which burns a quarter of the world’s oil each day. By 2030, India and China together will import as much oil as the United States and Japan do today.
Via The Street:
With its stock down by more than 50% over the past three years and its industry in turmoil, Media General announced this week that it's considering the sale of five broadcast TV stations from its portfolio.
It's going to take more than that to generate any enthusiasm from Wall Street.
Investors want Media General to follow the example set by Belo Corp. and E.W. Scripps and separate its broadcasting business from its sluggish newspapers operations.
The company has built its future around "convergence" of newspapers and tv stations in markets such as Bristol, Va., Tampa and the Roanoke/Lynchburg area. But hold up:
Ethan McAfee, director of research with former Media General shareholder Ramsey Asset Management, says he doesn't believe that substantial synergies between broadcast and newspapers really exist at Media General. "Any smart management team would do exactly what Belo did and realize the market is not paying at all for the hybrid strategy of owning both TV and newspapers and seriously consider breaking up the two," he adds. Media General's management team "has been around for ever, and they're not particularly savvy Wall Street people. It's a family-owned business and there was never much pushing for them to actually change anything."
"They can't come up with a number to quantify the synergies, which tells me they really haven't thought about it and this is just their excuse to not do something creative or outside the box," says McAfee.
Noch einmal.
With oil settling in at a record high again yesterday, the WaPo takes a look at what oil rich developing nations are doing with their deluge of cash.
The answer? Hoarding it in sate-run investments, which is fueling a redux of late 19th Century economic nationalism:
In the past, these funds had largely been content to hold safe, low-yielding investments such as U.S. Treasurys. Now, with the expectation that Treasury yields could be low for years and the recent weakening in the U.S. dollar, they are seeking higher returns and taking bigger risks.
Some are buying stakes in key industries in the United States and Europe, including banks, ports, stock exchanges and energy companies. Others are looking beyond opportunities in the West, shoring up Asian banks and building Africa's infrastructure.
The new, more aggressive investing strategy is reigniting nationalistic sentiments around the world. Germany has been alarmed at Russia's move to acquire stakes in pipeline and utility companies. New Zealand opposed an effort by Dubai investors to take over a major airport.

I'm just gonna go ahead and say that I really admire Benazir Bhutto. I first became aware of her in the late 80s. I saw a picture of her in the newspaper climbing down off a bus in a sea of people as she returned to Pakistan the first time to run for PM.
She survived a bombing of her motorcade last week. (Serious pics here.)Much time has been spent debating the bias of the media, print media's future and the impact of the web on news reporting. In paying attention to the discussion my ears tend to perk up when it comes to left/right broadsides across various media (print,web, broadcast.)
So today my ears perked up when I saw David Horowitz on C-Span. I watched his program early in the day and spent much of the evening following up on Horowitz and his anti-thesis, Noam Chomsky.
It was while reviewing Chomsky that I discovered his Propaganda Model of mass media. I find it interesting that a rabid leftist such as Chomsky has developed a model that pretty much reflects the right-wing argument of media bias.
The model attempts to explain such a systemic bias in terms of structural economic causes rather than a conspiracy of people. It argues the bias derives from five "filters" that all published news must pass through which combine to systematically distort news coverage.
The first filter, ownership, notes that most major media outlets are owned by large corporations.
The second, funding, notes that the outlets derive the majority of their funding from advertising, not readers. Thus, since they are profit-oriented businesses selling a product — readers and audiences — to other businesses (advertisers), the model would expect them to publish news which would reflect the desires and values of those businesses.
In addition, the news media are dependent on government institutions and major businesses with strong biases as sources (the third filter) for much of their information.
Flak, the fourth filter, refers to the various pressure groups which go after the media for supposed bias and so on when they go out of line.
Norms, the fifth filter, refer to the common conceptions shared by those in the profession of journalism. (Note: in the original text, published in 1988, the fifth filter was "anticommunism". However, with the fall of the Soviet Union, it has been broadened to allow for shifts in public opinion).
Here at Apriori Concepts the driving philosophy is to exude our gut instincts, to go with the discernible moral right that flows from within, free of much of today's drivel and bias that prances about as truth.
So it has been with the immigration debate, which I have engaged in a few times in recent weeks as my level of tolerance for American bigotry has reached its limit.
The underlying reasons for my outspokenness have been two fold. One, I fear that the easiest path to an illegal immigrant free country would be a ratcheted up police state, which I oppose in its entirety. The second is the overwhelming instinct I have that welcoming new Americans who work hard and want to create a better life for their offspring is somehow fundamental to the American experience.
So imagine my delight, while researching the issue today, that I run across this article released this month from the Cato Institute:
Low-skilled immigrants come here for the same reasons our forebears came: family ties and economic opportunity. Our economy continues to create hundreds of thousands of new jobs each year for lower-skilled workers in such important sectors as retail, hospitality, cleaning, landscaping, food preparation, light manufacturing and agriculture. At the same time the number of Americans who have traditionally filled such jobs — those without a high school diploma — continues to shrink.
Yet our immigration system offers no legal channel for peaceful, hardworking immigrants to enter the United States legally to fill even those jobs that fewer and fewer Americans want.
Efforts to enforce the current law have failed miserably. For the past two decades, we have dramatically increased spending on border enforcement, built walls for miles into the desert and raided restaurants and chicken-processing plants from coast to coast. Despite ramped-up enforcement, the number of people living in the United States without legal documents continues to grow.
David Brooks on the chasm among conservatives:
To put it bluntly, over the past several years, the G.O.P. has made ideological choices that offend conservatism's Burkean roots. This may seem like an airy-fairy thing that does nothing more than provoke a few dissenting columns from William F. Buckley, George F. Will and Andrew Sullivan. But suburban, Midwestern and many business voters are dispositional conservatives more than creedal conservatives. They care about order, prudence and balanced budgets more than transformational leadership and perpetual tax cuts. It is among these groups that G.O.P. support is collapsing.
This is out of control and needs to stop:

More on China's rape of the environment. Via NY Times:
For three decades, water has been indispensable in sustaining the rollicking economic expansion that has made China a world power. Now, China’s galloping, often wasteful style of economic growth is pushing the country toward a water crisis. Water pollution is rampant nationwide, while water scarcity has worsened severely in north China — even as demand keeps rising everywhere.
China is scouring the world for oil, natural gas and minerals to keep its economic machine humming. But trade deals cann