Sunday 4 May 2014

Mercado Bare Feet Beach Sand Wedding Blues: Saturday, May 3rd!

No habrá paz para los malvados/No Rest for the Wicked, Admiral Barnacle's tagline!


Marvin Angelo Mercado Playa del Carmen, Mexico · 2hrs till I marry the love of my life Nicole Marie
P, the cartoon was brilliant. I like the iguana shots -- who was that? There is always a reptile of some sort at a festive occasion -- usually someone's uncle? I say stick to the dark rum regimen and forego the gym. 
Michele Darrow-Sutherland Playa del Carmen, Mexico ·Today my daughter is marrying her Love !! It has been a wonderful week in Mexico with many family and friends this should be an awesome day!! Let the festivities begin!!
I had a great visit from Mark on Wednesday and he was very excited about his recent journey to Vietnam, Cambodia and Laos. If you are going to be in the zone, I am sure he will encourage you to go. He is talking about a hiking trip to Nepal and then visiting Bhutan and other parts...

Planned a Friday ride with Ray but had to renege on him when I was conscripted to play two consecutive matches that evening in club championships and FND. Had two wins including an upset win -- so felt pretty good about the play. 


Bueno suerte con sus tabajo bueno, senor -- y ola a sus mujeres, W

Hi Patricio.Thanks for the update, and glad you are staying well and fit!. I understand that it is hard to indulge in that sort of Touristy Mexico type of thing
being the seasoned traveller of the country that you are. hopefully you can
have a nice time when you find a nice cenote to bask in as I'm sure you will. I had no idea that there were so many people down there with you!
quite the entourage.


I Drove Colleen and Maureen to the airport yesterday at 6:30 a.m. , they were giddy with excitement by the time I dropped them off and wished them bon voyage. They met up with Ayn yesterday and had a fabulous time apparently but will have to await more info. They also met Colleen's
personal training client who is the daughter of another client who lives here but her daughter is attending university in L.A. I picked up Jerry (my work mate on the cruise ships) on the way back home as he was going to do some work for me but neither of us had had breakfast so I touched down at home to pick up Jake and we went to a fantastic greasy spoon called the big six. 


As we were on our way to the restaurant one of Jerry's friends called him to say hi ..this friend works graveyard at the new postal facility on Iona island and he knows Jerry likes to get up early so that's why he was calling so early. He joined us and we had a fabulous breakfast
before racing home to get Jake to school.

I had a busy day working on this new bobcat that I bought ..I don't know if I

had told you about it but it's a small front end loader thing that I decided to buy to do the numerous landscaping projects I need to do. That may seem to be overkill but I hadn't intended to buy one until I looked on craigslist for prices and availability to rent. Most were in the $65 -$75 per hour range for a machine and operator or $150 / day just to rent the machine. 

As I was looking through I saw a used one for sale in Clinton B.C.
for a really low price so I inquired. The guy on the other end was a very
interesting character..total redneck who owns a large parcel of land and has
a towing company. He went on and on about all these morons who had phoned
him asking stupid questions or not speaking English as he put it. We had
quite a long chat and he seemed to take a shine to me and offered to bring the unit down to me if I bought it on one of his flat deck tow trucks. I thought about the possibilities of either using it for my own work and then reselling it and or keeping it and renting it out for a return on the investment. All seemed like a good calculated risk so I went for it!


As planned he showed up with the machine and it was everything he described.
I let him leave a flat deck trailer in my driveway overnight while he did a
run to the island and I also did a machining job for him so it all worked
out really well. I had started to think about how I might move this thing
around and who's trailer I might borrow etc. I also thought about the fact
that I needed to move machines and stuff back and forth to the cabin and figured maybe I should look for a trailer. As things progressed I thought why just get a regular trailer as the most useful thing would be to have a dump trailer! 


I could use it for my own needs and also rent it out! the whole package started to look like a really good thing and potentially a good business revenue source. I could use the trailer to move the machine and then once on site the trailer could be used to take material away then bring stuff in and move it around with the machine. I continued to look at different trailers and then this one comes up last week that is a custom built all aluminum dump trailer only a year old. I went to look at it and was very impressed with the design and the components. The seller and his friend had built it for a plumbing business but wound up hardly ever using it so wanted to sell. I was the first guy to look at it and realizing it was a fantastic find snapped it up !!!
 

Soi there you go..my business, Infinite FX ltd now has a rental division so
if you know anyone who needs these services be sure to let them and or I
know. I hope the rest of the trip goes really well and we'll look forward to
hearing more! have fun at Alux and give fondest regards to everyone. Cheers, Al 


Sir Patrick and Lady Coriander and Chloe Thanks for lovely e-card.Belated Happy Easter.Sorry I had not picked it up. Ihave sent you a newsy postcard which I hope you will receive soon and be able to read as I had much to write in a short space. All well and will communicate at length later.Pat is well and we are in regular touch. Sir James and Lady Patricia. 

From The Canon by Natalie Angier.  The emptiness of space and the distances between planets and stars:

"To gain a richer sense of cosmic proportions, we can paraphrase William Blake, and see the Earth as a fine grain of sand. The sun, then would be an orange-sized object twenty feet away while Jupiter the biggest planet of the solar system would be a pebble eighty-four feet in the other direction -- almost the length of a basketball court -- and the outermost orbs of the solar system, Neptune and Pluto, would be larger and smaller grains, respectively, found at a distance of two and a quarter blocks from Granule Earth.



"Beyond that, the gaps between scenic vistas become absurd and it's best to settle in for a nice comfy coma. Assuming our little orrery of a solar system is tucked into a quiet neighborhood in Newark, New Jersey, you won't reach the next stars -- the Alpha Centauri triple star system -- until somewhere just west of Omaha, or the star after that until the foothills of the Rockies. And in between astronomical objects is lots and lots of space, silky, sullen, inky-dinky space, plenty of nothing, nulls within voids. Just as the dominion of the very small, the interior of the atom is composed almost entirely of empty space, so, too, is the kingdom of the heavens. Nature, it seems, adores a vacuum.



" 'The universe is a pretty empty place and that's something most people don't get,' said Michael Brown of Caltech. 'You go watch Star Wars and you see the heroes flying through an asteroid belt, and they're twisting and turning nonstop to avoid colliding with asteroids.' In reality, he said when the Galileo spacecraft flew through our solar system's asteroid belt in the early 1990s, NASA spent millions of dollars in a manic effort to steer the ship close enough to one of the rubble rocks to take photos and maybe sample a bit of its dust. 'And when they got lucky and the spacecraft actually passed by two asteroids it was considered truly amazing' said Brown. 'For most of Galileo's journey there was nothing. Nothing to see, nothing to take pretty pictures of. And we're talking about the solar system which is a fairly dense region of the universe.'


"Don't be fooled by the gorgeous pictures of dazzling pinwheel galaxies with sunnyside bulges in their midsections, either. They, too, are mostly ghostly: the average separation between stars is about 100,000 times greater than the distance between us and the Sun. Yes, our Milky Way has about 300 billion stars to its credit but those stars are dispersed across a chasmic piece of property 100,000 light-years in diameter. That's roughly 6 trillion miles (the distance light travels in a year) multiplied by 100,000 ... miles wide. Even using the shrunken scale of a citrus sun lying just twenty feet away from our sand-grain Earth, crossing the galaxy would require a trip of more than 24 million miles."


The Canon: A Whirligig Tour of the Beautiful Basics of Science, Natalie Angier, Mariner Books, 2007 


Sky in the Orion region as seen from Alpha Centauri
 
From The Most Dangerous Man in America by Mark Perry.  In 1934, General Douglas MacArthur and President Franklin D. Roosevelt clashed verbally in one of the worst confrontations between a senior military offi­cer and a president in American history. Roosevelt was determined to minimize the budget deficit in the midst of one of the country's most perilous economic times, and so had proposed that the army's budget be cut in half:   

"In early March 1934, [Army Chief of Staff] Douglas MacArthur and [Secretary of War] George Dern were shown the proposed cuts in army funding for 1935. Both men were shocked. They had received no prior notice of the cuts and had not been consulted on them. Nor had [President Franklin] Roosevelt given MacArthur any indi­cation of the future budget plans during their [many] dinners together. 

Roosevelt based his decision on a report from the Bureau of the Budget, which rec­ommended cuts to the army budget of some 51 percent, a drawdown that, both MacArthur and Dern believed, could fatally erode military readiness [at a time of growing military mobilization in Europe's fascist states]. Dern told MacArthur that he would ask for a meeting with Roo­sevelt to present his views, and that MacArthur should accompany him. MacArthur agreed, hoping that Dern's voice, when added to his own, would prove persuasive. One week later, the two met the president in the Oval Office. In what became a legendary face-off, MacArthur and Roo­sevelt got involved in a heated exchange that led to a near break between the two -- one of the worst confrontations between a senior military offi­cer and a president in the country's history.

"The Oval Office meeting began cordially, with Dern reviewing the threats the United States faced. Roosevelt listened politely, but as Dern continued to talk, the president grew irritated. There was something in Dern's voice that grated on Roosevelt. Suddenly, his irritation got the best of him -- and he turned on his secretary of war, berating him and, in MacArthur's words, 'using the biting diction' he usually reserved for his political enemies. 'Under his lashing tongue, the Secretary grew white and silent,' MacArthur later remembered. MacArthur weighed in, hoping to ease the confrontation. The country's safety was at stake, he told Roosevelt. But the president turned on him as suddenly as he had turned on Dern. Roosevelt's face was ashen with contempt. 'He was a scorcher when aroused,' MacArthur later wrote.

'The tension began to boil over.' It was at this point, MacArthur later confessed, that he 'spoke recklessly' and 'said something to the general effect that when we lost the next war, and an American boy, lying in the mud with an en­emy bayonet through his belly and an enemy foot on his dying throat, spat out his last curse, I wanted the name not to be MacArthur, but Roosevelt.' MacArthur's words hung in the air. Roosevelt could hardly believe what he'd heard. He wheeled on MacArthur and bellowed his re­sponse: 'You must not talk that way to the President!'


"MacArthur, suddenly realizing what he'd said, backtracked. 'He was, of course, right,' he later wrote, 'and I knew it almost before the words had left my mouth. I said that I was sorry and apologized. But I felt my army career was at an end. I told him he had my resignation as Chief of Staff.' With that, MacArthur turned to leave the room. But even be­fore he reached the door, Roosevelt mastered his anger ('his voice came with that cool detachment which so reflected his extraordinary control,' MacArthur remembered) and dampened the confrontation. 'Don't be foolish, Douglas,' he said, 'you and the budget must get together on this.' MacArthur left the room quickly, then waited on the White House porch for Dern to appear. When he did, he was beaming, as if the confrontation had not occurred. 'You've saved the Army,' Dern said. But MacArthur felt defeated and, without warning, was suddenly over­come by nausea. He looked at Dern and then, leaning over, vomited on the White House steps."   

The Most Dangerous Man in America: The Making of Douglas MacArthur
Mark Perry, Basic Books, 2014

From Rebel Music by Hisham D. Aidi. Many slaves in the New World were Muslim, and brought their religious practices with them:   


In 1501, less than a decade after Columbus landed on the island of Hispaniola, Queen Isabella of Spain issued a decree instructing the governor of Hispaniola to ban Jews, Moors, 'New Christians,' and heretics from entering the Americas. The queen had just quelled the Morisco rebellion of Alpujarras (1499-1501), and as Muslims and Jews fled eastward toward the Ottoman Empire, the Spanish monarchs feared that these religious outcasts would board ships in Seville and escape to the Americas. 
 
The last thing Ferdinand and Isabella wanted was for their centuries-old battle with Islam to continue in the New World. And they took great measures to ban the importation of Muslims. Several church decrees, cedulas, were passed (in 1501, 1532, 1543, 1550, and 1577) to stop the flow of 'white slaves' (esclavos blancos), as Moors were called, and to deport those who had trickled into the New World. The Spanish and Portuguese conquistadors saw the Moors as 'agents of Islam,' 'intractable and rebellious,' and feared their radicalizing influence over West African slaves. 

"But Moorish women did not face the same persecution. In 1512, King Ferdinand issued an order to send moriscas to the Americas in order to avoid 'carnal relations between the colonists and native women.' Spanish and Portuguese officials issued licenses to have these mujeres publicas ('fallen women') transported from Iberia to the Americas to serve in brothels. No sooner had they arrived than the colonists established these casas publicas throughout the Americas. In 1526, Charles I authorized the establishment of a brothel of moriscas ('casa de prostitutas blancas') in San Juan, Puerto Rico, again to avoid mixing between Spaniards and indigenous women. 

The demand for Moorish women actually made the Church decrees difficult to implement. In 1543, when an order calling for the deportation of enslaved Moors was issued, settlers in Hispaniola requested its annulment, 'because slaves and free persons from this background were few and very useful in a variety of occupations.' The order was rescinded in 1550. ...

"[In spite of Isabella's proscription], a significant number of the slaves -- 7 to 8 percent by some estimates -- brought to the New World were Muslim. In the last two decades, historians have uncovered texts written by Muslim slaves in Arabic, English, and Portuguese, shedding light on a far-flung population of Muslim Africans enslaved across the Americas. 

Many of these individuals were literate in Arabic and struggled to maintain their faith, fasting Ramadan, writing out the Quran from memory, sometimes even launching jihads against their overlords. Since the late 1980s, most of the scholarly writing on Muslim slaves has centered on North America; but in the last decade, scholars of Latin America -- partly inspired by American academic debates -- are revisiting their region's early colonial period. Historians point out that in North America and the English-speaking Caribbean, Muslim slaves were often given relatively privileged positions on the plantation, whereas in Latin America, the lives of Muslim slaves were characterized by 'severe political repression.' 

The Iberian colonists, as mentioned, saw Moorish slaves as particularly intractable and would shift to importing West African slaves. Yet even the latter were persecuted when suspected of being Muslim. The French and English settlers, on the other hand, viewed African Muslims positively; their encounter with Islam in the Americas was new, and not a continuation of the Reconquista.  

"The fascination with the African Muslims in the antebellum American South was due to the latter's literacy in Arabic. Bilali Muhammad, a slave on Sapelo Island, off the coast of Georgia, made a lasting mark on the American cultural imagination.

Due to his literacy and leadership qualities, he would be appointed the manager of his master's plantation, overseeing approximately five hundred slaves; he gained notoriety after the War of 1812, during which he and eighty slaves successfully fought and prevented the British from invading Sapelo. He is also remembered for an Arabic text that he wrote about Islamic law, which he had placed in his coffin along with his Quran and his prayer rug. Bilali's literacy was always a source of fascination; he would become the subject of children's books, praised in contemporaries' memoirs, but his learnedness also posed a challenge to the ideology underpinning the system of bondage that saw Africans as incapable of reason.

 
"The experience of Muslim slaves in Latin America was radically different. There was no popular fascination with the writings of Muslim slaves; they were not co-opted upward. 

Bilali Muhammad
'The Spaniard was accustomed to the threatening presence of Islam,' writes the Colombian historian Jaime Borja, describing the persecution of African Muslims in the country's northern coast. 'But Islam and blackness were truly a dangerous combination.' Repression, in the name of Catholic purity, however, only fueled defiance."


Rebel Music: Race, Empire, and the New Muslim Youth Culture, Hisham Aidi, Pantheon Book, a division of Random House, 2014

Sir Patrick and Lady Coriander and Chloe
Thanks for lovely e-card.Belated Happy Easter.Sorry I had not picked it up. Ihave sent you a newsy postcard which Ihope you will receive soon and be able to read as I had much to write in a short space.All well and will communicate at length later.Pat is well and we are in regular touch. Sir James and Lady Patricia.  



From The Bohemians by Ben Tarnoff. Samuel Clemens (Mark Twain) was an uncouth and profane curmudgeon who reveled in ridiculing and bewildering members of the American "aristocracy." But he fell in love with a gentle young lady from a respectable New York family: 


"[Mark Twain's] book The Innocents Abroad bore traces of another influence, closer to his heart: a twenty-three-year-old girl named Olivia Langdon with whom he had fallen madly in love.
"In a typically Twainian coincidence, the same trip that produced The Innocents Abroad also led him to 'Livy.' He had met her in late 1867 through her brother Charley, a fellow passenger aboard the Quaker City. By the summer of 1868, he had proposed. It wasn't an obvious match. For one, she didn't share his sense of humor. His wit ricocheted right off her, even when delivered in his rollicking drawl. She was meek where he was manic, pious where he was profane. She came from a rich, respectable family in Elmira, New York, and grew up in a cocoon of Victorian gentility entirely insulated from the frontier society that created Twain. To imagine this graduate of the Elmira Ladies' Seminary having anything more than a passing acquaintance with the whiskey-swilling westerner was about as farfetched as a barroom yarn about giant grasshoppers or jumping frogs.

"Predictably, her answer was no. But he wouldn't give up: he wrote her some 184 letters over the next seventeen months in which he tried to sound like the man she might want to marry. He quoted Scripture. He scrubbed his language of anything western. He presented himself as a sinner, sorely in need of her civilizing influence, and disowned the parts of his past she might find unpalatable. 'Don't read a word in that Jumping Frog book, Livy -- don't,' he wrote. 'I would be glad to know that every copy of it was burned, & gone forever.'  "All these saintly noises sounded a bit strange coming from Twain's pen, but it wasn't as uncharacteristic as it looked. He loved Livy sincerely, with a passion that cut past his usual irony and tapped an emotional current of true intensity. She also belonged to a world he desperately wanted to join: the upper stratum of American society. 

Over the last several years, he had inched his way up, from Virginia City to the more sophisticated precincts of San Francisco. Now he was in the East, about to publish a book he hoped would be taken seriously by members of Livy's social class. He wanted the acceptance of America's elites, despite his tendency to ridicule and bewilder them. Livy offered access to this aristocracy, and he set about grooming himself for the role of her suitor.

"Fortunately, it never quite fit. He would never be a proper gentleman, or a credible Christian, or speak sentences uninflected by the drawl that gave his voice its remarkable melody. He couldn't get rid of the West if he tried: it was in his blood, inoculating him against bad, boring writing, inspiring the rhythms that would realign American literature. But he cleaned up enough for Livy, who finally said yes to him in late 1868. 'I am so happy I want to scalp someone,' he roared to a friend. He hadn't gained just a fiancee but a partner in crime, a highly educated companion who could edit his work. As page proofs of The Innocents Abroad began arriving in the spring of 1869, she took it upon herself to revise them -- to 'scratch out all that don't suit her,' in Twain's words. Like Harte, she helped trim the manuscript's rougher bits to create a product that would be agreeable to the reading public of postwar America.
 
"It worked. The Innocents Abroad sold 82,524 copies in its first eighteen months, earning Twain $16,504 in royalties -- or more than $217,000 in today's dollars. It would be his biggest best seller by far, the book that gave him a permanent place in the culture." 

The Bohemians: Mark Twain and the San Francisco Writers Who Reinvented American Literature, Ben Tarnoff, The Penguin Press HC, 2014

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