Archive for April 2005
I wonder, Captain Hulbert grew up on the corner of the toll road Sag Harbor Turnpike, his father a cobbler in Bridgehampton, NY. He faked the British Navy by marching his men up one hill, and with coats reversed around the hill, no free provisioning there in Montauk! He served with the Green Mountain Boys of Vermont and submitted a flag design (like a star of David or Solomon’s seal, a star at the center and one for each “corner”) for the new republic, a 19th century “fake” in the Suffolk County Museum. I wonder if in part, our early revolt was fueled by over-charged toll roads, we built. Nature Conservancy owns some of the land it goes through today.
Twenty years ago I surveyed Fort Drum, NY for archaeology, for the relocation of the US Army 10th Mountain Division, the one, former Senator Dole and Presidential candidate, was wounded in in Italy. It was moving from the Rocky Mountains, Camp Hale (Hale regretted he had only one life to lose for his country, before he was hung by the British Army in America, though many say “give”) to the former active fire ranges in NY, where A-10 “Warthogs” tank-killers, practiced while we dug holes nearby. What a transformation! We went from Huey’s to Blackhawks, Jeeps to Humvees, various tanks (Fort Knox “yanks in tanks” practiced there before meeting the “faux” Russian “phantom menace” at Fort Irwin in the California desert, who always won its said) to the Abrams M-1, Bradley vehicles (NYer Tim McVeigh, executed for the murder of six Federal agents in the Oklahoma City bombing, was a commander of one in “Desert Storm,” the prequel to the war) laser M-16 practice shots disabling a tank, etc.
I completed the survey under the field direction of a Delaware resident whose grandfather she said invented “Kevlar” used to “bulletproof” things and people and used to sew welders gloves. The company Envirosphere, a division of Ebasco, a Texas power plant builder, was then occupying five upper floors of the World Trade Center, taken down on 9/11/01, though they had relocated to South Orange, NJ for what it’s worth.
These GQ and other photos of the war show, that although we as an invading force (still I think over the Kuwaiti sucking Iraqi oil out from under their border, a line drawn in the sand by the British in the 1920’s) appear bizarre even to me, are the same people often asked to fight for Presidential policies, often obscure, and in this case, perhaps, family held (among the Bushes).
The Stony Brook World Environmental Forum Convened By Richard Leakey May 6-8, 2005
I urge you to vote against any budget resolution that includes reconciliation instructions that could lead to oil drilling in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge.
I am deeply opposed to oil development in the Arctic Refuge. Americaâ€™s last unspoiled birthing ground for Arctic wildlife should not be sacrificed for the sake of a yearâ€™s worth of national energy â€” especially when we could save eleven times as much oil through an increase in fuel economy standards.
I am especially outraged that Congressional leaders are attempting to include Arctic drilling in the federal budget bill. Please obey the wishes of the overwhelming majority of the American people who oppose this sneak attack. The fate of Americaâ€™s premiere wildlife refuge should be decided by an open debate â€” not by a legislative ploy.
Again, I urge you to oppose drilling in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge in whatever manner the issue may arise: as part of the budget process or as a free-standing bill. Congress does not have a mandate to sacrifice the Arctic Refuge, and I will hold you accountable for your vote and your stewardship of this irreplaceable natural treasure.
Yesterday, after the hand-holding “sheik” and kisses (Judas’ gospel will be published by the Swiss next Easter, 2006) CNN put up the statistic of exactly who we rely on for oil. It was a close three-way, Canada, Mexico, and Saudi Arabia, and the commentator said the Saudi, the “sour crude” is the hardest to refine on demand. We should be talking to our neighbors, not drilling in the last wildlife we can still proudly point to.
A view from Dyea, the “ghost-town” twin of Skagway, Alaska, site of the Arctic Brotherhood lodge in the Klondike Gold Rush Historical Park, where many, many tourists visit every year, ore came out of British Columbia for Japan, and where I worked in historical archaeology for the National Parks Service right after Mt. St. Helens blew up.
Another somewhat “surreal” photo (I followed the saga of the Dali “sick day” painting of the “crucifixion” that was copied and stolen by some of “New York’s Boldest” the correction officers off on that island made of household cinder and ash around 1903, Riker’s Island. They hold court for infractions there still in the Bronx, harking back to when a ferry rode there like Alcatraz, now a motor causeway to Queens, stray cats love to traverse according to a study printed in the NY Times where they were fixed before becoming a serious problem, but I digress, they were caught stealing the wall mounted painting by Dali) with Air Force One (ordered by Pres. Reagan but he never flew on) kissing up in the neck of DeLay as if an eye trick of foreground-background or “gestalt”. Is Air Force One larger or smaller than Mr. DeLay? It never would happen with the 727 (707?) and Richard Nixon, I think, he was never that far from it.
It was announced on the Bloomberg News section of the “Weather Channel” that Australian researchers have said “el niÃ±o” the weather changing phenomenon, will recur this year with about 86 percent certainty by July and 100% certainty by September 2005, as I remember, waking up in a Super 8 Motel in Newburgh, NY, (next to Stewart airport, where last week two servicemen were caught with over 1/4 million tablets of “Ecstasy” in their luggage returning from Germany on a cargo plane.) It was reported that Australia, is where “el niÃ±o” starts. In anthropology graduate school (1978-1982) we were considering studying the problem, first named by the coastal fishing people of Peru. It has been somewhat regarded as having to do with “Christmas” though I never heard it called that in “Planetary Atmospheres” or in the author’s class of “Peru Before the Incas,” Edward Lanning, of Columbia University and Stony Brook University. As he described it, it resulted from the terrible rains and landslides that occurred, the burying “refuse” of plants and culture, smelling like a baby’s diaper, therefore referred to as “el niÃ±o” which since has had a “la niÃ±a” part of the cycle added to it. It perhaps, a part of a cycle involving the Humboldt Current, off South America, and controls upwelling currents, and therefore changes the distance to and amount of available anchovy fish there. It was thought it might have had cycles that might be discerned from the archaeological/environmental record in Peru.
Recent pack of dogs exhibit in Tokyo is really about Antarctica?
“Good, better, best, never let it rest
Until your good is better, and your better is your best.”
On the end of the water tanks in one of Australia’s Antarctica research sites, my mother Adelaide Urquhart is fond of saying.