Syria (Sigh)

The President of the United States drew a red line in the sand. Then he lied about it.

I worry…
1. I worry that our Administration just keeps on lying to us. Again. (From the vast domestic surveillance program to ordering Boeing to shut down its new factory in South Carolina — because the factory and its 1,000 new employees were non-union — that should be no surprise.)
2. I worry that isolationism is taking hold. Again.
3. I worry that we either don’t have a plan or that our plan is radically different than anything the Administration is telling us. Again. (See #1.)
4. I worry that every airhead in a “leadership” position says Mr. Assad is violating “norms” because they want us to think they have neither law nor treaty authority. Again. (Except the Chemical Weapons Convention explicitly outlaws producing, stockpiling, and using chemical weapons.)
5. I worry that so many ostriches are asking, “Should there be consequences?” Again.


Should there be consequences? Committing genocide, whether writ large or small, violates my very core and, I suspect, yours. We do have two options:
1. Snatch Mr. Assad and deliver him to a world court.
2. Destroy the chemical arsenal of any nation or terrorist group that uses them anywhere in the world. Then do number one.


According to a poll making the rounds on the Interwebs, the Majority Of Americans Approve Of Sending Congress To #Syria.


We Have Met the Enemy
 

Road Trip

My folks never needed to wait for Labor Day to take a road trip. I was not born in the back seat of a 1940 Buick but I might have been if my dad hadn’t gotten a job the week before.

1940 Buick Special

Acoma PuebloIt all started when he came back from the ETO, married my mom, and swept her off on a grand tour. Over the years, they circumnavigated the United States by car a dozen times, packed the car and drove somewhere for weekends or weeks at a time, cruised hither and yon in the boat, and one year even moved to Gallup, New Mexico, so my mom could paint there for three months.

Rufus sent me an AOL advert flogging the five most awesome American roads to drive in a ragtop. By a strange coinkydink, it’s Labor Day and I have a topless car.

The Overseas Highway, U.S. 1 for 127 miles through the Keys to Key West
Seven Miles to Go Before I SleepGetting to Key Weird is easily as much fun as the destination. There are few mile markers along the way without an art gallery, a state park, live music, fishing, and, of course, the beautiful blue horizon beckoning from every bridge and byway.
I live there and I can’t get enough of it.

Route 2, M-22 117 miles across Michigan
We dipped the kids’ toes in the National Lakeshore but curvy M-22, is a whole lot more fun to drive than the towering sand dunes.

Route 3, the 266 mile Aloha Loop on the Big Island
“This one may require some advanced planning” the tour director wrote. From snorkeling at Hookena Beach Park to climbing Hawaii Volcanoes National Park there are “majestic views from just about anywhere.”

Route 4, 208 miles across Monument Valley, Arizona
Petrified Forest
Painted DesertThe northeast corner of Arizona (Tsé Bii’ Ndzisgaii, or valley of the rocks) mostly includes the area surrounding Monument Valley Navajo Tribal Park, the Navajo Nation equivalent to a national park. This was also part of the area where my mom painted.

The 310 mile Route 5 of Death Valley
Pack plenty of water and gasoline to traverse the arid desert of Death Valley National Park where there are dunes, lava flows, desert overlooks, and mountains way in the distance but close enough to touch. The Badwater Basin is the lowest elevation in the United States.

I’ve been on (almost) 4 of the 5 trips. We skirted Monument Valley and I don’t do off-road, so I haven’t done the 17-mile route inside the park. And I’ve never been to Hawaii.

“I have done Hawaii,” Rufus said. He spent two days circumnavigating the Big Island and spent the night in Hilo. “I MAY also have done the Michigan run accidently, driving from Manistee to Traverse City. But if so it was probably at night.”

Heh.

More Roads
“How on Earth did they miss the Pacific Coast Highway?” he asked. “I have done that from Sherman Oaks to just south of Monterey but never did get to Monterey.” That highway runs alongside some of the most beautiful coastlines in the country; it is designated an All-American Road.

He also hasn’t “done Skyline Drive but the impressions I’ve had suggest it should have made the list, too.”

I have and it should. In fact, I try to route myself along there when I drive from Rufus’ house to my friend Bill’s house just south of Charlotte. That 105-mile road runs along the ridge for the entire north-south length of the Shenandoah National Park in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia.

A road trip through the mansions and gardens of Chester County and the Brandywine Valley in Pennsylvania is pure nostalgia for me since I grew up there seeing those sights and sites every day.

SWMBO and I spent an August weekend on the beach in Cape Cod hopping from clam shack to dune to vintage home. Take a sweater. We forgot. It gets cold on the beach when the sun goes down.

Then there is the Forgotten part of Florida, the “real” Sunshine State where crackers raised cattle and life was simpler. Christmas has one of the nicest and most unexpected Town Parks in the state. It is really, really dark around Chiefland at night. Daytona may be better known but race cars roar across Sebring almost every weekend. Route 27 around Okeechobee introduces locks to let boats navigate the elevation changes across the state. Florida has hills? Who knew?

Maryland’s Eastern Shore offers up-close encounters with skipjacks, crabs right off the dock up the Choptank in Cambridge, and wild Chincoteague ponies. Our first stop with the boat was in the Northeast River but we wandered down the Bay year by year to Chestertown. Joe Strong has passed and his Kibler’s Marina has gone upmarket as the Chestertown Marina now.

Vermont FoliageCellular coverage is lousy along the small towns and hills and dales of U.S. 95 in western Nevada but Liz Arden says I could spend a month gunkholing along that highway.

And let’s not forget the Vermont Maple and Cheese Trail! No matter what Arizona Highways thinks, the Green Mountain State offers great food and the best fall scenery in the world.

Bottom line is this: there are few roads in this country that don’t have something interesting to see or do and gas is only 15 times more expensive than when I was a kid. Go see something today. Take your camera.

 

Dreamscapes

“I still have a dream, a dream deeply rooted in the American dream – one day this nation will rise up and live up to its creed, ‘We hold these truths to be self evident: that all men are created equal.’ I have a dream . . .”

I had a dream that native-Americans would just be … Americans.
I had a dream that Irish-Americans would just be … Americans.
I had a dream that Italian-Americans would just be … Americans.
I had a dream that Chinese-Americans would just be … Americans.
I had a dream that Bolivian-Americans would just be … Americans.
I had a dream that African-Americans would just be … Americans.

It was a wonderful dream but it never quite worked for the politically correct so the politically correct used our common language (empujar nueve para Español) to segregate us into into little (and not so little) warring factions and cliques and ethnic groups.

I do have a dream . . .

 

A Byte of the Apple — A Cautionary Tale

iTouch original, untouched screenA definite first-world problem.

I’ve owned (so far) four Apple iPods: a second generation Nano that works perfectly, a first gen iPod Touch that I “handed down” to SWMBO who lost it, and a fourth gen iPod Touch that fortuitously went belly up. The arithmetically astute will notice that that adds up to three. Stay with me.

Six days before the warranty expired, my newish and otherwise perfect iPod stopped talking in my ear. I often use my monaural cellphone headset with the iPod.

That’s a neat trick. The iPod Touch is basically a smartphone without the phone so the headset plugs right in and its buttons control iTunes. I carry the iPod and my old-fashioned regular cellphone when I walk most mornings so I can listen to podcasts and handle phone calls, all with one headset.

Diagnosing the iPod took a little while but after trying it with two different headsets and three sets of earbuds, I was pretty sure one channel was not working.

I drove the 50 miles to Burlington to take it to Small Dog Electronics, the only authorized Apple dealer and repair center in Vermont. They confirmed the warranty status and that one channel was definitely munged so they overnighted it in to Apple for free warranty repair.

Apple declined to fix it. “Water damage,” they said so they overnighted it back to Burlington where Small Dog could give me the bad news. Small Dog told me they had gotten nowhere trying to fight the determination but maybe I could get better attention.

Search for applecare horror stories. Google turned up about 223,000 results in 0.26 seconds.

So I called 1.800.APLDONTCARE. I had a prior bad experience of my own and wasn’t particularly sanguine about this call.

You may need to purchase a single incident coverage for $19.

Grrr.

The first person I talked to said the problem would take more than she was authorized to fix so she self-escalated me to Travis.

I told both of them that I had had the iPod since it came mewling out the box as a wee chip and it had never been under water, splashed, sprayed or splattered. He dug into the file (they take pictures!) and said it was more than just the components that change color. There was definite corrosion everywhere inside. It had finally gotten bad enough to take out that channel. [My thought: It probably was also driving the failing Home button and other, smaller issues.] And it was bad enough that they wouldn’t repair it even if I paid for it.

I reiterated that it had never been underwater, splashed, or mistreated.

He asked if I ever take it into the bathroom while showering.

Say what? An apple product isn’t tested against humidity? What if the owner lives in Pago Pago or, say, the Florida Keys?

Anyway, after the Apple phone system dropped me twice — Travis called back immediately both times — he agreed to a one-time-only “Customer Stroking” exception. He sent me a Fed-Ex box to ship the thing back to Apple again. They replaced it, complete with engraving. No warranty, though.

That’s number 4.

I wondered aloud that they would ship a product for outdoor use in the Keys that can’t stand up to humidity or salt air.

Travis said his wife has a waterproof case.

Back to Burlington where I picked up the pile of rust to ship back to the mother ship. I don’t quite understand why (a) Apple didn’t keep it instead of shipping it back or (b) why Small Dog couldn’t simply return it but, no, “the customer has to send it in, not a store.” Sheesh.

Apple sent me several emails reporting on its progress. They all had this header:

AppleCare

Sarah Limoge
3456 Abblesnaffy Road
NORTH PUFFIN, VERMONT 05990
UNITED STATES

Dear Sarah, Repair ID:
D98765432

My only question is, wtf is Sarah Limoge?

The replacement iPod showed up from Kunshan CN, adult signature required, a day before the FedEx delivery plan so I was quite surprised when I heard a scratching at the screen door. Lucky I heard it — by chance I was in the kitchen, not in the shower or here in my office.

It’s a beautiful, scratch free, superb looking device. It was odd to have to enter my wifi password and Apple ID several times and I miss Swype. Otherwise the restore went just fine. I just wish it worked through my headset.

“Do you have another phone-like headset to try on it?” Liz Arden asked.

First thing I did, including other earbuds and a couple of different headsets. Every one of them works perfectly with the Nano and none has what I’m calling the left channel on the iTouch.

I called 1.800.APLCARE again. Anna said, “Um, let’s see here…”

[Click]

It looks as if they still have phone problems. I called back in and made the new Support Advisor, Romel (it was our pleasure to provide you excellent service), take my phone number before we did almost anything else. The connection stayed stable through updating iTunes from 10.6.xx to 11.0.xx <sigh> and the rest of the call, including his putting me on hold a couple of times.

I resisted updating a little because I really don’t like to upset a stable iTunes operation with some new variable but it was the only way I could get the service call so I went through with it. So far it’s working.

We went through all the usual troubleshooting. Romel was very patient. It didn’t work.

He suggested restoring it to the OOB standards. I did that, restarted it “as a new iPod,” and put one random (and previously unused) playlist on it. The sound appeared to work on both channels on that setup, so we decided to try restoring the backup.

It don’t work again which made us both think there’s a software issue with the backup rather than a hardware problem. Still, Romel had no solution other than to send me yet another (that would have been number 5). It wasn’t until I blanched at having to drop the thing in Burlington that he bumped me up the ladder to his supervisor to approve a pre-paid label.

Senior Advisor Pam asked an innocuous question and I gave her the back story including my belief that sending yet another replacement was a bad idea since both Romel and I thought the backup/restore was at fault, not the new hardware. She had me reset All Settings (just the paswords n stuff) on the “not working” restore. It worked again so we agreed that it was better to stress test it before I sent it back yet again.

Bottom line is that Apple is willing to do another exchange but I asked for a couple of days to test the thing first. She’s going to do a call back on Monday. [Ed. note: she hasn’t called yet.]

Meanwhile, lather, rinse, repeat.

ITunes has four backups stored for this 4G iPod; I’ve restored from each. Both channels work fine from the one, very early backup. One channel doesn’t work whenever I restore from any of the later backups but does when I reset All Settings. I restored from the most recent backup to get the most up-to-date config, reset All Settings, and re-entered all the passwords and wallpapers, and the like.

It’s still working fine.

I have about 2-1/2 hours in tech support calls this time around. I spent entirely too much (unbudgeted) time on this project but I’m cautiously optimistic that my diagnosis is correct.

The truly interesting discovery is how much dumb luck I’ve had. If the “lost channel” misfire hadn’t happened, I would very shortly have had a pile of loose rust in a pretty case but instead I sent it in for the software problem that had masked the hardware issue. And so far the re-re-re-restored version works perfectly well.

OTOH, I’m still torqued that normal use would corrode an iPod to death in less than a year. Unless we can figure out that I really did expose it to some completely unexpected acid bath, took it to Burning Man, or that there was a manufacturing defect no one found, this is nothing less than bad design.

“Don’t take your iPod to the bathroom when you shower.”

I vote for bad design.

You may also recall that Small Dog couldn’t simply return the iPod. “The customer has to send it in, not a store.”

The Small Dog tech and I rolled our eyes over that little bit of efficiency.

“They’re certainly not Vermonters, are they?” she said.

 

Common Sense

New York City Mayor Michael Bloomberg outlawed food donations to homeless shelters last year.

It’s all because the city can’t assess their salt, fat and fiber content, huffed Mr. Bloomberg.

Alrighty then.

Maslow's Hierarchy of NeedsI’m thinking Mr. Bloomberg’s nanny needs to read a little sociology. 70 years ago, in 1943, Abraham Maslow codified human needs in what has become a well known pyramid. Food and sex are the most basic needs. Healthy, safe food is important, but only after we meet the most basic requirement of finding something, anything, to eat in the first place.

Eastman Kodak developed the digital camera in 1975 but never invested in the technology. “Digital photography will undercut sales of our film business,” they rightly said. Kodak stock peaked in 1997 at over $94/share. The stock had dropped to 65 cents/share by 2011; the company is in bankruptcy.

Alrighty then.

I’m thinking that if you introduce a new budget item in a business like Kodak, one that may have no positive effect whatsoever on the company’s performance but one that mirrors past performance, many of the decision makers will allocate money to that cost and keep investing in it even as the company goes down the tubes. Likewise, if you introduce a new budget item in a business like Kodak, one that may turn the industry on its ear but one that defies past performance, many of the decision makers will never invest in the new line even as the company goes down the tubes.

A Florida Keys man named Mitchell about beat his Labrador Retriever puppy to death, got sentenced to nine months, and then his conviction was reversed by a three-judge District Court of Appeal panel.

Then-prosecutor Terre Hunnewell told jurors that the only way Mr. Mitchell was not guilty was if the eyewitness, two veterinarians, and three deputies all lied on the witness stand. The panel said Mr. Hunnewell’s argument “improperly placed the onus of demonstrating the burden of proof [on] the defense.”

Alrighty then.

I’m thinking the evidence outweighs a lawyer’s stupid summation (lawyers ask more stupid questions and make more stupid comments than almost any other population group) but appellate courts rarely consider, well, evidence.

I can’t make sense of any of that.

I’m also thinking Dr. Maslow left Common Sense out of his hierarchy. As a survival need it should maybe be at the base of the pyramid, underpinning even the physiological needs. It’s certainly lacking in New York City, Rochester, NY, and Monroe County, FL.