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This and that from re Thai r ment, by 3Th. July 25, 2011

POOKIE FOR PRESIDENT:

Please see the blog: http://papajoestales.wordpress.com/

TODAY’S FACTOID:

1. 2011: More people live in Greater Tokyo than in all of Canada.

2. 2009: In the US, there were 7.2 million people in prison and under official supervision like probation — a larger population than the state of Washington.

TODAY’S NEWS FROM THAILAND:

1. Norway. A correspondent of mine forwarded the following interesting email he received from an acquaintance in Norway(7/24/11 3PM BKK) who had obtained some information from one of his Norwegian colleagues who has a high-ranking Norwegian Police friend:

“All of the weapons and bullets were hidden on the island several weeks prior to this event that was two years in the planning!

The culprit was a member of a Nazi group albeit a low key one without a Police record but was known to the Police.

The bomb was a diversionary tactic to enable the shooter to cause as much killing as possible while all Police resources were deployed elsewhere. It was a summer camp for Labour party youth with the intent to kill possible future Labour party ministers and Government officials.”

If true, it sounds like a lot of work for only one man to carry out.

2. Today:  A third military helicopter crashed along the Thai-Burmese border bringing the death toll to 17.

3. Current:The Thai Prime Minister candidate Yingluck has denied that her brother, the exiled former Prime Minister Thaksin and her family are choosing the members of her cabinet stating, “…just you wait and see my Cabinet first.”

4. Current: The recently defeated Democratic Party has not won a Thai national election in 19 years. Nevertheless, it governed the country for a majority of that time having been installed by several military coups and a court decision.
POOKIE’S ADVENTURES IN THAILAND:

1. It has been raining fairly constantly in BKK for the past two days. My only adventures have been walking to and from my apartment to either the health club or to my usual local eating/internet places. While it may be true that a short walk in BKK can be adventuresome indeed, there is little that bears telling except that the rain has driven the ladies and ladyboys of the mornings, afternoons and evenings off the sidewalks and into the doorways.

2. I have not yet received word of the arrival of my Italian hosts, Vittorio and Anita in Thailand. Probably just as well given the rain, although I found that when it is raining in BKK it is often sunny at Paradise by the Sea.

3. Did I mention that in addition to a bout of recurring depression I am becoming bored? I am happy that I am lazy and despise the discomfort of wet clothes or I would consider running out into the rain and doing something for which I would later feel embarrassed.

PAPA JOES TALES AND FABLES:

See: http://papajoesfables.wordpress.com/

JOEY’S MYSTERY NOVEL:

Ike leaned forward, carefully placed his tea-cup on the law table, leaned back into his chair and said slowly, “I thought it was time that we all got on the same page here.”

“If you knew these people,” Vince sputtered, “you were required to disclose that to me when I hired you to represent me and the firm. They represent the government in its investigation.”

Ah, yes,” said Ike quietly. “First, as you recall, I was retained to represent you and not the firm. They are represented by competent counsel. You asked, me to look into the matter on your behalf, and I did. I believe my brief to represent you included setting up this meeting. You are not yet ‘a person of interest’ in the investigation but we all fear that you soon may be and perhaps even more.”

Isabella and Mr. Jessel sat placidly on the sofa watching him as though they fully expected this exchange between Ike and him.

That he personally may become further involved in the Red Star investigation than he already was, rattled Vince. “OK, but if you knew these people, you were supposed to disclose it to me. And why all this secrecy?”

“As too your question regarding the secrecy, it is because both your guests and I believe that your office and phones have been compromised, and not just by the government.”

I don’t believe it. How do you know that?”

“We will get to that in a moment. But I believe I need to clarify your mistaken assumption about my prior knowledge of my guests with reference to your interests. I had never met either Ms. Yeung or Mr Jessel before you retained me, although of course I was aware of some Ms. Yeung’s exploits. You, if you recall never mentioned either name to me during our conversations. I only learned of Ms. Yeung’s involvement from the irrepressible Ray. I was not sure if it was the same Isabella Yeung that I had heard about, so I telephoned her. That led to subsequent discussions with both her and Mr. Jessel and ultimately this meeting.”

He stopped speaking. Vince sat there in silence for a few moments, looked over at Isabella and the old man calmly staring back at him. He imagined a slight smile playing at her lips. This annoyed him greatly, thinking she was amused at his expense and he could feel his temper rising.

“All right,” he finally said exhaling in a vain attempt to relieve the tension rising in him. “Why don’t you tell me what this is all about?”

PEPE’S POTPOURRI:

a. Eponymous laws:

Sayre’s law“In any dispute the intensity of feeling is inversely proportional to the value of the stakes at issue.” By way of corollary, the law adds: “That is why academic politics are so bitter.”


I thought that was the definition of Politics.

b. Trenz Pruca’s Aphorisms, Apothegms, Epigrams and Maxims ( http:/trenzpruca.wordpress.com/):

“There is no such thing as a free market. There is always a transaction cost.”

c. You must be a Republican ( http:/trenzpruca.wordpress.com/) if you believe that:

“Providing affordable healthcare for children and all Americans is a governmental interference with the private market but subsidies to defense contractors are not.”

d. Testosterone Chronicles:

“Elevated testosterone causes men to behave antisocially.”
Source: Testosterone Administration Decreases Generosity in the Ultimatum Game.

Who would have thought?

TODAY’S QUOTE:

“Don’t be so humble–you are not that great.”
—Golda Meir

BONUS QUOTE:

“To divide fairly among the people the obligation to pay for these benefits has been a major part of our struggle to maintain Democracy in America. Ever since 1776, that struggle has been between two forces; on the one hand there has been a vast majority of citizens who believe the benefits of democracy should be extended and who are willing to pay their fair share to extend them. And on the other hand, there has been a small but powerful group which has fought the extension of these benefits because they did not want to pay a fair share of their cost. That was the lineup in seventeen hundred and seventy-six and it’s the lineup today. And I am confident that once more, in nineteen thirty-six democracy in taxation will win. Here is my principle, and I think it’s yours too; Taxes shall be levied according to ability to pay. That is the only American principle.”
Franklin D. Roosevelt.

TODAY’S CHART:

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Thus and that from re Thai r ment, by 3Th. July 24, 2011

POOKIE FOR PRESIDENT:

Please see the blog: http://papajoestales.wordpress.com/

Apparently the readers of the ultra-liberal blog that I sometimes post things in have shown scant amusement in my candidacy. One actually complained of my using all capitals in my title. In a recent posting of Pookie’s example of the political advantages gained by Teamsters Union of the 80’s in their flirtation with the Reagan Administration, one commenter sniffed that they (the Teamsters) are all good Democrats now. Another claimed I was ignorant of the facts. While I would be the first to admit that my poor attempts at political humor could and perhaps should fall dead on the stage, but could it also be that the left is as devoid of a sense of irony as the right. The horror…

TODAY’S FACTOID:

Pope Benedict IX (1032–1044; 1045; 1047–1048) ...

1. 1045, May: Pope Benedict IX ( of whom Pope Victor III referred to when he wrote, “his rapes, murders and other unspeakable acts. His life as a Pope so vile. so foul so execrable that I shudder to think of it.”), resigned his office to pursue marriage, selling the Papacy for 1,500 pounds of gold to his godfather, the pious priest John Gratian, who promptly named himself Pope Gregory VI.

(How pious does one have to be to amass 1500 pounds of gold?)

2. 2011: With reference to the recent horrific events in Norway, one commentator referred to one of Sweden’s responses to stem the frightening rise of right-wing terrorism in their country:

“Sweden, by contrast, has seen a sharp drop in far-right extremist activity since its peak in the mid-1990s, when every national newspaper in the country published identical editions with photos of every known neo-Nazi in the land.”
Jorn Madslien, BBC News.

TODAY’S NEWS FROM THAILAND:

1. A day or two ago a Thai Military Blackhawk helicopter crashed in Myanmar (Burma) while searching for another downed military helicopter that had strayed over the border and also crashed. The area of the crashes was the same area visited by “Gun Girl” and I on our legendary journey. In fact one of the helipads used in the search was located at the Thai military facility overlooking the Thai border staffed by a lone soldier ever ready to single handily repel any attempts by the Burmese hordes to invade Thailand once again.

The Burmese region in which the helicopters crashed is primarily jungle and lightly inhabited. Some refer to it as the “Karen Nation” because it is claimed by the Karen tribe in its insurgency against the Burmese government.

2. A poll in a travel magazine voted Bangkok, the “Best City in the World” over such worthies as Paris, Hong Kong, Florence, New York and even San Francisco causing the eruption of a furious debate in the letters to the editor section of the Bangkok Post.

3. According to the Bangkok Post in Bangladesh a man was forced to parade naked around his village with a brick tied to his penis for kidnapping and marrying a 12-year-old girl.

POOKIE’S ADVENTURES IN THAILAND:

1. Antonio and Anita have probably arrived in Thailand by now. I expect to join up with them in Jomtien Beach as soon as Monday.

2. Depressions are like winter colds or the flu, you can take all the prescription and over the counter medicines you want, add-on folk nostrums without end and comfort yourself with the knowledge that it, as always, will soon end, but, you still feel miserable until it does.

3. Today while eating lunch and fooling around with my computer at the little Thai restaurant I frequent, an argument erupted among three westerners at the next table. One of the men was going on about how Obama was a dictator and so on and continued on to a claim that carbon dioxide was good for you and that all the climate scientists were in the pay of the “Green” Industry. I normally avoid involving myself in these type of barroom discussions, but unfortunately at one point I shook my head in response to something that was said. One of the other participants in the argument noticing the slight movement, asked me my opinion of what had just been said. And I told him.

Now I mention this by was of an introduction to my observation that my operation did not rid me entirely of testosterone poisoning. It also reminded me that of all the remedies for depression available, nothing works as well as a good old shot of adrenaline.

PAPA JOES TALES AND FABLES:

See: http://papajoesfables.wordpress.com/

JOEY’S MYSTERY NOVEL:

Big Flo’s reminisces were interrupted when David Kitchen was ushered into his office to prepare Big Flo for his interview with the Department of Justice later in the afternoon.

Big Flo came around his deck hand extended. “I am very pleased to meet you Mr. Kitchen. Thank you very much for your help. I expected Charlie Bowman to work with me today. Is there some problem?”

“No not at all,” answered David, “Charlie is on his annual fishing vacation. He fully briefed me on the case. This is just a fishing expedition by the DOJ drones anyway, nothing to worry too much about. When Charlie returns next week, he will resume handling the matter. By the way, just call me Dave.”

They sat in the Big Flo’s office sitting area containing a low glass table, David on an expensive but uncomfortable leather sofa and Big Flo on one of the two similarly covered and designed chairs. “I am sorry to hear about Sam.” McWerter intoned. “I considered him a good friend and a great lawyer.”

“Yes, it was quite a shock. Let’s get right into it shall we? We have a lot of ground to cover.”

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Vince put down the phone after having spoken to Ike who asked him to go to Ike’s town house to meet will some people whose names he refused to divulge over the phone. This annoyed Vince he was busy enough without having to travel half way across the City to some cloak and dagger meeting. But Ike seemed to think it was urgent and he wanted to get out of the office for a while anyway.

When he arrived at the town house he was greeted at the door by the Korean lady who lived with her husband in the cottage in the back of the house. She led him into a large Parlor room decorated in Victorian antique furniture and a vase filled with white and pink orchids. The rotund figure of Ike slouched in a large leather upholstered wing back chair drinking tea from a 19th Century Korean Celadon tea service set on the low carved mahogany table in front of him, To Vince’s surprise, across from Ike, at a large wood edged sofa sat the older gentleman he had met that day he was cornered in his office by the Department of Justice investigators and Isabella Yeung.

He looked at Ike and in a raised almost hysterical voice asked, “What the hell is going on here Ike?”

PEPE’S POTPOURRI:

a. Eponymous laws:

Rothbard’s law — Everyone specializes in his own area of weakness.

What does this say about someone who considers himself a generalist?

b. Trenz Pruca’s Aphorisms, Apothegms, Epigrams and Maxims ( http:/trenzpruca.wordpress.com/):

“Whitehead and Russell taught us that words have no meaning unless backed by mathematics.

In other words, it is all blah, blah, blah unless it has numbers.

Goedel then taught us that all mathematics is based on unprovable assumptions.

In other words, blah is still blah.”

c. You must be a Republican ( http:/trenzpruca.wordpress.com/) if you believe that:

“The illegal alien who risked everything to better himself economically by coming to America is a criminal, but the bankers and investors on Wall Street who gambled away your pension funds and put your jobs at risk are not.”

d. Testosterone Chronicles:

Delayed due to a sudden depletion of hormones.

 

TODAY’S QUOTE:

John Stuart Mill famously wrote to John Pakington:

I never meant to say that the Conservatives are generally stupid. I meant to say that stupid people are generally Conservative. I believe that is so obviously and universally admitted a principle that I hardly think any gentleman will deny it.”

TODAY’S CHART:

 

 

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This and that from re Thai r ment, by 3Th. July 21, 2011

POOKIE FOR PRESIDENT:

Please see the blog: http://papajoestales.wordpress.com/

TODAY’S FACTOID:

Poster to urge Salvatore Cuffaro to resign aft...

Poster to urge Salvatore Cuffaro to resign after his conviction to five years for aiding and abetting Mafiosi using an image of Cuffaro serving cannoli after the sentence which did not convict him for collusion with the mafia, but only for aiding and abetting individual Mafiosi. The Italian text reads “Convicted to five years. Resign.” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

2006, May 28Rita Borsellino, anti-mafia politician and sister of late anti-mafia magistrate Paolo Borsellino who had been murdered by the mafia, loses to Salvatore Cuffaro, incumbent president and alleged mafia associate, in the 2006 Regional Election of Sicily.

2008, January 18Sicilian president Salvatore Cuffaro is found guilty of several mafia-related charges.

TODAY’S NEWS FROM THAILAND:

1. Since the recent Thai elections, there has been a drastic fall off of political news. Yingluck’s election has been confirmed by the Elections Commission and it is expected that she will soon be chosen Prime Minister and begin assembling her cabinet. Unlike her exiled brother Thaksin, she has been notably and admirably reticent to make any comments at all about either her appointments or her policies.

2. The International Court has ordered the military of both countries to vacate the disputed temple area on the border between Thailand and Cambodia and allow the residents therein to get on with their lives. The military of both countries are relieved, otherwise they would have continued to expend ammunition and material in the senseless shelling of each other. Nevertheless each side has announced that it would not begin to remove its troops until there is independent verification that the other side is removing theirs.

3. The members of Thailand’s military general staff, who had been instrumental on the coup that overthrew the democratically elected (although perhaps personally corrupt) Prime Minister Taksin, violently put down the Red Shirt protests and to all extents and purposes ran (although neither efficiently nor effectively) the country, when queried by reporters on whether they would be replaced by the new administration responded that they should not be replaced because they were only doing their jobs; that they and the military were the servants of the people and they (the Generals and the Military) instead of being removed deserve to be honored for doing their duty.

4. For those of you who recall opening AVA PUB in the then seedy Sukhumvit Soi 11, a recent travel article about Bangkok states, ‘…Soi 11 is gaining a reputation as a cuisine hall of fame.”

POOKIE’S ADVENTURES IN THAILAND:

It is that time of the year in Thailand when overcast skies and the daily afternoon and evening downpours makes the heat nearly tolerable for westerners in Bangkok. I have just begun to shrug off the sluggishness and fatigue of jet lag and lack of exercise that have been dogging me since I arrived.

Yesterday, I suffered a serious economic calamity due exclusively to my favorite vice, Sloth (see TODAY’S QUOTE, below). Realizing that such a serious event could lead to anxiety, sleeplessness, depression and in some cases despair and in order avoid those consequences, I am considering either temporarily upping my dosage of “happy pills” or having a three hour happy face massage.

To add to my melancholy it has been raining all day, but I suppose except for the end of times or the end of your time sooner or later the grey skies will part and the sun, if even briefly will shine. In a life filled with silliness and embarrassment, I cannot recall doing anything as embarrassing, silly and rediculess as writing that last line, unless it is writing this one.

I think I will try the massage first, then if that doesn’t work the happy pills.

PAPA JOES TALES AND FABLES:

See: http://papajoesfables.wordpress.com/

JOEY’S MYSTERY NOVEL:

Damon Morley, was Big Flo’s neighbor, sometime golfing partner and occasional investor in his development projects. He owned a large trucking company and was a close confident of the leadership of the area’s Teamsters Union local. McWerter had met several of these large beefy taciturn men at Damon’s house or on the golf course. The local had become a fairly large investor in several of Bog Flo’s projects also. He had heard the stories about the local’s organized crime connections, but their money was good and surprisingly easy to raise. Where it came from was their problem not his he reasoned.

After Big Flo indicated an interest in looking into the military procurement business that Damon seemed so high on, Damon began to bring him along to what he described as “prayer meetings.” Big Flo, although raised Catholic, was anything but devout. When Damon mentioned “prayer meeting” Big Flo scrunched up his face like he had just gotten a whiff of something that smelled bad. Damon quickly assured him that it was more like the Mason’s, sure there was some religion in it but it was more like a club set up for business men to assist one another.

The “prayer meetings” usually took place in the spacious home of a member located in one or another of the luxury subdivisions that dot the San Francisco Bay area. In addition to the host who inevitably was a CEO of a company doing business with the US military, or an executive with a New York based financial institution were four of five others in the same businesses. Big Flo liked that and preened in their presence.

There would also usually be one or two elected officials sometimes from as far away as the mid-west who were especially noted for their strong conservative views. Sometimes there was someone from the military present, resplendent in his dress uniform. There were never any woman who attended.

The meeting, if it could be called that, always began with a prayer led by Reverend Michael. Reverend Michael, did not have a church per se, that is a building to which worshippers came to pray. His flock seemed to be the men in the bay area who attended these meetings . Big Flo was later to learn that there were counterparts to Reverend Michael throughout the country, leading “prayer meetings” like these. They all seemed to report to a man named Robert Millicum who they mentioned in only the most respectful and reverential tones.

Finally, there were always one or two muscular young men present referred to as Guardians. Big Flo was informed that they lived in dormitories that were called “Academies” where they were trained to eventually take employment in the companies controlled or managed by the membership after a stint as an aid to one of the elected official members.

After the prayer there really was no meeting. For about an hour or so, they would drift off in small groups where they would speak to each other in hushed tones until signaled for a brief meeting with Reverend Michael and the host.

Although, unlike Big Flo, many of the attendees had had experience as high ranking military officers, almost none had been an entrepreneur growing his own business from scratch. Most seemed to have worked their way through the bureaucracy chosen more for consistency and loyalty than imagination. “But hell” thought Big Flo, “however they got there, they were on top.”

The Reverend Michael was a slight man, with a long narrow nose and a bloodless complexion that allowed his blue veins to show through like highways on a road map. His eyes were grey and hard but with a touch of moisture glistening in a way that made the pupils appear to float. He spoke is a soft voice and only inquired about simple things like family or business and the like.

Although everyone claimed they had “found Jesus” it sounded more like a ritual, than the falling on the floor and frothing at the mouth that he expected. So soon he found he could also say it also, without thought or embarrassment.

Following each of the meetings, of course there was the expected requests for donations, for the Brotherhood, the politicians who attended the meeting and various conservative and religious political causes. Damon recommended that Big Flo give generously and he did so.

Now and then, the gathering would include an attorney. He was introduced to Big Flo as Sam Coign managing partner of the firm McKenzie Reed. That, in retrospect, he thought, could have been the worst moment in his life maybe even worse than meeting Damon Morley.

PEPE’S POTPOURRI:

a. Eponymous laws:

Reilly’s law of retail gravitation — People generally patronize the largest mall in the area.

(I knew that.)

b. Trenz Pruca’s Aphorisms, Apophthegms, Epigrams and Maxims ( http:/trenzpruca.wordpress.com/):

“The goal of every business enterprise is not to maximize profit but to separate risk from reward.”

c. Testosterone Chronicles:

John Coates, a former trader turned student of neuroscience, performed an experiment on the trading floor and found out that if a trader’s testosterone levels reach a little higher than the peak, their brain goes haywire.
According to Coates, “During the dot-com bubble, people who were working with me displayed all the classic symptoms of mania: They were euphoric, delusional, and overconfident; they couldn’t put a coherent sentence together; and they were unusually horny, judging from the number of lewd comments and the amount of porn that was showing up on their computer screens.”


(And these were the self styled Masters of the Universe, admired by many and models of success who obviously should and did receive thousands of times more in compensation than the teacher of your children or for that matter, you [not me however; at that time I was as crazy as they were and although I was making not nearly as much money as they did, it still was a hell of a lot and oh you should have seen what was on my computer].)

TODAY’S QUOTE:

“As to the Seven Deadly Sins, I deplore Pride, Wrath, Lust, Envy and Greed. Gluttony and Sloth I pretty much plan my day around.”
~Robert Brault, http://www.robertbrault.com

TODAY’S CHART:

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This and that from re Thai r ment, by 3 Th. July 19 2011

POOKIE FOR PRESIDENT:

Please see the blog: http://papajoestales.wordpress.com/

“I do think we need a president named Pookie. It’s time.”
by dougymi on Sun Jul 17, 2011 at 09:18:51 PM PDT

TODAY’S FACTOID:

a. The King of Thailand was born in Boston Massachusetts and is an American citizen. He also a prolific inventor with many patents in his name and an accomplished jazz musician and composer.

b.


(See Today’s Quote below)

TODAY’S NEWS FROM THAILAND:

1. No sooner than one day after my musing that a reason for the Thai Military’s quiescence in face of Thaksin’s election victory was a possible deal struck between him and the military to keep his hands off their prerogatives, a report from Thaksin’s retreat in from Abu Dhabi seems to confirm it. According to the Bangkok Post, Taksin is claimed to have stated that he has no wish to change the military’s current command structure. Further, it has been disclosed that he has dropped plans to choose military appointments from his preferred military class year.

2. Also in the Bangkok Post today there was an account of a PHD and his MA wife, somewhere in China, who after being married for three years, went to see a doctor to find out why the wife had not yet become pregnant. It seems that, although they had been sleeping in the same bed, kissing and hugging since they were married, they were unaware of the mechanics of sex and its role in procreation. According to the doctor, apparently they had been too busy studying to learn about the birds and the bees.

I don’t believe it , do you?

POOKIE’S ADVENTURES IN THAILAND:

1. Two nights ago, my computer lost the ability to call up saved T&T posts prior to November 22, 2010. Thinking that I should be able to fix it myself from the incomprehensible directions in the Help menu, I watched, horrified, as my attempts caused all reference to any saved mail to disappear also. My panicked attempt to correct that subsequent disaster resulted in a mail folder that not only was empty of all saved mail but would freeze up the application whenever I attempted any additional action whatsoever. I closed everything down and fell into a troubled sleep believing that life as I know it had ended. In the morning when I re-opened my computer, I found that over night for some reason known only to itself, it had generated a second mail icon that contained the T&T folder with saved emails after September 22. The other icon still freezes everything up when I try to use it.

Although I thought I had backed everything up in my hard drive, I discovered for some reason, whatever may have been saved has been locked up in file vault which I cannot open.

All this explanation is by way of a request for anyone who for any reason has any of my T&T’ posts prior to that September date to please send them to me.

2. Following that little adventure, I went off to see the newest Harry Potter movie in IMAX 3d. I liked it. The little masseuse had never seen a 3d movie before and described it as making things come closer with the glasses on. She also wondered why I chose to sit so close to the screen (third row).

Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

3. Last night, I went to dinner with my friend Cordt and several of his friends. Everyone in our party had either lived in San Francisco at one time or does so now. One of the guests was a musician and a composer currently attempting to put some poetry by Charles Bukowski to music. The restaurant located on Soi 31 featured an enjoyable floor show with a Thai band playing electrified traditional instruments, singers and dancers and what passes for Thai comedy acts. The food was native Laotian. During the meal it rained a lot in a classical tropical downpour.

4. As could be expected, I no sooner settled down to a semblance of domestic comfort when, after a silence of six months or so, a prior more than casual acquaintance contacted me promising that all would be forgiven if only I would do one simple but necessary thing. Since what She offered in exchange was something I have limited ability to take advantage of, I declined. So she asked instead that the next time I travel to the US, I purchase for her in the duty free shop, a bottle of DKNY’s new scent contained in an apple shaped bottle.

This made me think about scents. Has anyone ever felt an overwhelming urge for sex when one smells apple blossoms or in the case of men, the scent of a spice bazaar? If as science tells us sexual urges are increased by the scent of natural pheromones why cover them up unless to magnify the desirability of other commercial enhancements, like makeup, clothing and cosmetic surgery? Our predecessors living in caves, who from all accounts were a pretty randy, evil smelling bunch seemed not to need to smell a field of flowers to fall into sexual frenzy. Maybe perfume in reality is actually a form of birth control. Does the Church know about this? There was a time they thought bathing was as evil as sex (Although sex always was ok for priests, even for them bathing was a bit much. As that great stinker Saint Jerome advised, “He who has bathed in Christ, does not need a second bath.”)

PAPA JOES TALES AND FABLES:

See: http://papajoesfables.wordpress.com/

JOEY’S MYSTERY NOVEL:

Big Flo, like many real estate developers, in spite of the weight of evidence to the contrary, displayed unshakable confidence in his personal responsibility for his own success.

After a spectacularly successful career selling virtually worthless vacation lots to the gullible with the tried and true claim that, “God ain’t making any more land like this,” he decided that he was good enough to eliminate the middle man and keep all the money for himself. So lacking any experience in development especially in urban areas, but brimming with confidence in himself, he optioned several choice development parcels in downtown San Francisco, just about the same time as a periodic collapse of the real estate market occurred.

But thanks to his golden tongue and blinding self-confidence, he was able to off-load his portfolio, without losing too much, to several real-estate investment groups owned by Doctors who knew even less than Flo about development. Flo then began building large spec. homes on new subdivisions in and around Danville California and developed a few small subdivision himself and made a lot of money which he used in part to buy and renovate the building on Steuart Street now known as the McWerter Building, build a 20,000 square foot mansion in one of the high priced subdivisions near Danville, acquire a trophy wife and a Ferrari. He had just sold the last lot in his most recent subdivision when another Real Estate bust hit again. This time he escaped unscathed and of course attributed it to his own immense abilities and the smiling benevolence of the gods of fortune that he was convinced had a soft spot in their heart for “Big Flo”.

During the early part of the first decade of the 21st Century when it seemed like even an unreformed drunk in the gutter could make a fortune in real estate, something happened. Big Flo got jealous. He got jealous at those bankers and financiers on Wall Street who made even more money than he ever dreamed of. He admired these masters of the universe and believed down to the soles of his alligator skinned cowboy boots that they were some of the smartest people who had ever lived. He wanted more than anything to become one of them or even to be able to hang out with them, but alas he never finished college and certainly did not have a degree in finance from some eastern university or at least Stanford. No, he only completed three years at the University of Santa Clara.

That’s when he met Damon Morley who explained to him that there was real money to be made in government military outsourcing, one only had to belong to the right organizations and associations of insiders. That was when he first heard about the Brotherhood.

PEPE’S POTPOURRI:

a. Eponymous laws:

Poe’s law (religious fundamentalism) — “Without a winking smiley or other blatant display of humor, it is impossible to create a parody of fundamentalism that someone won’t mistake for the real thing.”named after Nathan Poe who formulated it on christianforums.com in 2005. Although it originally referred to creationism, the scope later widened to religious fundamentalism.

What a shame, here I thought it applied only to the current candidates for the Republican nomination for President. Sort of takes all the fun out of it.

b. Trenz Pruca’s Aphorisms, Apothegms, Epigrams and Maxims ( http:/trenzpruca.wordpress.com/):

It is interesting to note how much easier it is today for a government to abandon its promises to its people but not to its creditors.

c. Testosterone Chronicles:

Testosterone levels change after a wins or a loss. Researchers found that those changes could then predict what a loser would do next. Losers who after competing, had increased levels of testosterone, were more likely to compete again. But those who lost a competition, and had testosterone levels decrease, were less likely to compete again.
Source: ScienceDirect

Doesn’t this seem a bit obvious to you?

TODAY’S QUOTE:

“Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.

This world in arms is not spending money alone.

It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children.

The cost of one modern heavy bomber is this: a modern brick school in more than 30 cities.

It is two electric power plants, each serving a town of 60,000 population. It is two fine, fully equipped hospitals.

It is some fifty miles of concrete pavement.

We pay for a single fighter plane with a half million bushels of wheat.

We pay for a single destroyer with new homes that could have housed more than 8,000 people.”

The Chance for Peace
by Dwight D. Eisenhower
April 16, 1953
Washington, D.C.

BONUS QUOTE:

“Sixty-eight percent of Republicans don’t believe in evolution. On the other hand, only five percent of monkeys believe in Republicans.”
—Stephen Colbert

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This and that from re Thai r ment, by 3Th. July 14, 2011

POOKIE FOR PRESIDENT:

Please see the blog: http://papajoestales.wordpress.com/

Most recent post: http://papajoestales.wordpress.com/2011/07/13/pookies-platform-slowing-the-growth-of-government-and-reducing-the-national-debt/

TODAY’S FACTOID:

1000 BC. The Giant hutia ( Elasmodontomys oblique) a giant rat weighing as much 500 lb., or more and native to Puerto Rico, goes extinct.

However, I have it on good authority that he emigrated to New York City to open up a chop shop to sell repainted stolen automobiles into Spanish Harlem. —Are there still such things as chop shops? Is there still a Spanish Harlem in NYC?

Recently Terry Goggin told me he is considering opening up a new restaurant in the Williamsburg section. I remember when you only went to Williamsburg to get mugged. People go there to eat now? What’s next, this generation of yuppies or whatever they are now called moving into Bed-Sty?

Have things changed so much? Or, am I still living on Mott Street in Little Italy in the 60s? Is there still a Little Italy?

This must be how the world ends, we lose even our memories. Or to paraphrase Elliot, we go whimpering off into the Spanish Harlems and Little Italies of our dreams.

TODAY’S NEWS FROM THAILAND:

1. The assault on the newly elected government’s campaign proposal to raise the minimum wage for Thai workers to $10 per day has begun even before the new government has been certified to assume office. Economic collapse is predicted by the business community.

2. The Nation, a Thai english language tabloid’s headline screams that the incoming government is “Rattled” by the failure of the Thai Election Commission to “endorse” the presumed incoming head of the newly elected government. Later on in the article, we learn that it always has been the policy of the Election Commission to delay endorsement of any candidate against whom a complaint has been lodged until the allegations have been resolved. The article also points out that the leader of the opposition party’s election endorsement has similarly been delayed.

3. No word yet in the english language newspapers regarding any moves by the military. They may be simply awaiting clarification by Yingluck the incoming prime minister of the new government’s initial actions affecting the military leaderships interests. Or, it could signify that an accommodation has already been made between Yingluck and her brother, the exiled former prime minister Thaksin and the military to preserve the status quo in the current command.

Certain members of the army leadership led the coup against Thaksin while he was Prime Minister five years ago, in significant part because he had moved to install his own people, Thaksin, from his exile in Abu Dhabi has said that he had learned his lesson and now is promoting “national reconciliation” as a primary policy goal of the new administration.

POOKIE’S ADVENTURES IN THAILAND:

I have settled back into the usual routine of my life in Bangkok Thailand, a morning walk to the gym for exercise and a swim, lunch at the tiny restaurant near my apartment where I play at my computer for a few hours, then back home for a nap, dinner, additional computer time and then to sleep.

My apartment is located on a sort of a cul-de-sac just off of Soi Nana near to where I used to live with Hayden before my recent trip to the US and Italy. It is on the fourth floor of one of two six or so story buildings that bracket the cul-de-sac.

The buildings generally house young women, often two or so to a room who work in the nearby bars and clubs on Soi Nana and a diverse collection of farangs seeking low cost accommodations close to the same young women, bars and clubs.

I have a single air conditioned room, toilet and small balcony that overlooks the local expressway. As is usual with many apartments in Thailand, there is no hot water. One usually purchases a small electrical device that attaches to the pipes and heats the water but I have chosen not to, preferring instead to take my showers in the afternoon when the tropical sun warms the water pipes enough to provide adequately for my needs (my contribution to energy conservation I guess).

The room comes with a bed containing a Thai mattress; that is, a mattress so hard that even the little masseuse choses to sleep on the floor. She claims the floor is cooler and softer.

I am comfortable here, it is centrally located and familiar. Nevertheless, I hope soon to resume my more pleasant accommodations again at Paradise by the Sea.

PAPA JOES TALES AND FABLES:

See: http://papajoesfables.wordpress.com/

JOEY’S MYSTERY NOVEL:

Author’s notes:

a. I have written about 18,000 words of this first draft of the novel so far. That works out to about 36 pages at 500 words per page. Given that a typical American mystery novel is usually about 200 or so pages long, I have a long way to go yet. Of course, when I go back over what I have written so far for my first revision I can always add those descriptive passages and stray bits of information that authors like to add to their novels to fill it out. For example, if one were to remove all the florid descriptive passages of the Louisiana Bayous that make James Lee Burkes novels so wonderful, you could end up with something like this:

Dave Robechaux got up and went out of his house where he saw someone putting the make on his adopted daughter Alfair (or whatever). He immediately punched the guy out, breaking his jaw. Clete drove up, threw the guy in the trunk of his car intending to dump him into a Bayou after stopping to buy some beer. Dave fed his adopted daughter’s three legged raccoon. While the raccoon was eating, Dave saw the ghosts of Confederate soldiers marching through Bayou Teche and thought it was time for him to go back to bed.

b. I have been writing this thing for about six months now. At this rate, it could take me almost 5 years to reach 200 pages, that is probably longer than it took to paint the Sistine Ceiling. What with running for President, operations, world travels, lethargy, various blogs, ennui and depression, walks on the beach, baby sitting, BBQs and the like, delays probably can be expected. I shall try to speed thing up in the future. Then again I may not.

c. I have introduced about 12 characters so far. Unless they are Leo Tolstoy, Charles Dickens of Lewis Carroll most authors are satisfied with about 10. I probably will introduce about 10 more before eliminating at least that many in the next revision. So far, I am somewhat disappointed in my characters. David, who I originally thought would be the villain of the piece, is turning into a sniveling, frightened gofer. Our hero Vince is anything but anyone’s idea of a hero. The other chief protagonist, Isabella, resembled those stuffed witches in Haunted House carnival rides always popping out at odd times, shouting boo and then jumping back to wherever she came from. I had high hopes for Ike, him being a Nero Wolfe type character and all, but he seems to be unable to gain any traction. Recently, I introduced “Big Bill” who by popular demand is now to be known as Florian “Big Flo” McWerter. It appears that Big Flo has big problems. Probably bigger than either he or I can deal with. I may have to have him killed off to unravel things.

Does anyone out there have any suggestions besides give it up?

PEPE’S POTPOURRI:

a. Eponymous laws:

Muphry’s law — states that, “if you write anything criticizing editing or proofreading, there will be a fault of some kind in what you have written”. The name is a deliberate misspelling of “Murphy’s law.”


I never critisize.

b. Trenz Pruca’s Aphorisms, Apothegms, Epigrams and Maxims ( http:/trenzpruca.wordpress.com/):

“One of the most important goal for any democratic government should be to avoid removing risk from enterprise. Yet, it currently appears that the only function of government is to shield enterprise from risk.”

c. Testosterone Chronicles:

Researchers tested over 500 MBA students and they found that testosterone levels, together with risk aversion, could predict long-term career choices and financial decisions. Those who had high levels of testosterone and weren’t very risk averse, “were more likely to choose risky careers in finance.”
Source: Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences of the U.S.A and the Official Journal of the Human Behavior and Evolution Society

I take it from this, that those “Masters of the Universe” directing the financial well being of the nation have similar testosterone profiles to Kamikaze pilots)

TODAY’S QUOTE:

“Home is heaven and orgies are vile,
But I like an orgy, once in a while.”
~Ogden Nash, Home, 99 44/100% Sweet Home

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Thia and that from re Thai r ment, bt 3Th. July 12, 2011

POOKIE FOR PRESIDENT:

Please see the blog: http://papajoestales.wordpress.com/

English: First Battle of Bull Run, chromolitho...

First Battle of Bull Run, chromolithograph by Kurz & Allison 

TODAY’S FACTOID:

July 21, 1861. The First Battle of Bull Run, a victory of the Confederate army under Johnston over the forces of the United States under McDowell.

TODAY’S NEWS FROM THAILAND:

I have returned to Thailand and am still struggling with the ravages of jet lag. I have not read a Thai newspaper yet so I have nothing pithy to report. It is, however, somewhat refreshing to return to a society where the populace knows their politics are corrupt and seek general advantage wherever possible and leave one where the populace denies their politics are corrupt but all seek individual advantage.

Since I wrote the above I have had a chance to glance at the Bangkok Post, Thailand’s major english language newspaper.

For the first time since his removal from office by a military coup, a photograph of the smiling former prime minister Thaksin appears in full color on the front page above the fold. I assume he is smiling because, although he remains in exile in Abu Dubai having been convicted in absentia, his party (the party of the so-called Red Shirts) led by his youngest sister had just won an absolute majority in the Thai legislature.

The accompanying article was appropriate ubiquitous as befitting the editorial staff of a newspaper whose publisher was an opponent of the previously fallen prime minister. So, this is how reconciliation begins.

In a column on the editorial page of the same newspaper, the apparent lone dissenting voice points out that the election should not be considered a win for Thaksin’s party because they expected to win 300 out of the 500 seats in the legislature instead of the 265 they did win.

He then goes on to anoint the real winner in the election, a porn and massage parlor operator who headed up his own party and was expected to win only one seat actually won 4. He, according to the columnist, is anticipated to be a major voice in opposition in the new legislature.

I resist the urge to compare and comment on the anti-pornography pledge being circulated in the current US campaign.

POOKIE’S ADVENTURES IN THAILAND:

Nothing to report from here yet except long periods of restless sleep followed by equally long periods of fatigue. Vittorio, Anita and Vittorio’s aunt arrive in Thailand on about the 22 of July to visit with Anita’s relatives. They then travel to Paradise by the Sea for two weeks were I shall join them.

This morning I left my apartment to spend my first day at the health club since I left about three months ago. After walking a bit, I realized I had left my hat back in the apartment. I experienced a sudden attack of anxiety, fearing that without it I would not be recognized.

At the club after a lengthy negotiation over membership rates, I went for a swim in the pool. I am completely out of shape and could only complete three laps.

One last item about Italy: one Sunday our hosts held a BBQ party at the farm for about 50 or so of their closest friends. There was a lot of meat eaten and wine drunk. I spent the evening in delightful conversation with an economics teacher at the local American AF base who tried mightily but gently to temper my opinions.

PAPA JOES TALES AND FABLES:

See: http://papajoesfables.wordpress.com/

JOEY’S MYSTERY NOVEL:

The McWilliams Building is a remnant of those buildings dotting the City that survived the great earthquake and fire. Steuart Street is a short block long string of these buildings. Like the others, the McWilliams Building has undergone substantial renovation and like the others contains a high price restaurant on its ground floor.

It is six stories, clad in brick and cross braced with the latest technology on earthquake safety construction techniques. On the top floor on what was the roof of the historic building is a glass enclosed space containing Big Bill’s glass and steel decorated personal office with its magnificent view of San Francisco Bay, the Bay Bridge, Yerba Buena and treasure Islands, the now elegant freeway free Embarcadero and the East Bay cities and hills. The Site also contains Bill’s private conference room also with the same splendid view.

Bill’s long-suffering but still attractive secretary’s desk sits before the glass enclosed door and wall to Bill’s office. Although the magnificent view is also available to her through the glass wall and over Bill’s glass desk and various expensive sculptures with little merit other than cost, her chair and desk face to other way and view only a refurbished brick wall and a Chagall print. The suite contains a personal bathroom for Bills use,(His secretary uses the lavatory in the offices on the floor below) a small kitchen and store-room and brick windowless room occupied by Bill’s go-fer and part-time chauffeur.

The floor below connected by a spiral staircase contains the company offices. The two floors below that are occupied by the law firm of Marcus and Perry, a firm with extensive contacts with city and state governments that has housed several local political notables, before and after their time in office. The firm provides Bill with most of his legal (and political) assistance. One of the things Bill likes about the firm besides its proximity and dependence is also has flourishing sport law practice. It always stroked Bill’s not insubstantial ego to have notable local sports figures drop by for a chat and some advice which Bill was always ready to give. They also were even more gullible investors in Bill’s schemes then doctors.

Below the law offices Bill rented out the least desirable floor at a discount to a group of non profits, selected by Bill to represent as full a range of interest groups that in other circumstances could conceivably oppose one of Bill’s projects, an art group, a LGBT group, and small environmental group concerned with endangered plants, a homeless lobby, and so on.

Bill strode into his office, stood before the magnificent view but did not look at it. Bill was worried. Later today, in the early afternoon he was scheduled to appear at the Federal Building in the local office of the Department of Justice as a “Person of Interest” in questions about his activities in Red Star.

PEPE’S POTPOURRI:

Gödel, Escher, Bach

Gödel, Escher, Bach (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

a. Eponymous laws:

Hofstadter’s law“It always takes longer than you expect, even when you take into account Hofstadter’s Law.” It was created by Douglas Hofstadter in his book Gödel, Escher, Bach.

I bet you thought you would have finished reading this by now.

b. Trenz Pruca’s Aphorisms, Apothegms, Epigrams and Maxims ( http:/trenzpruca.wordpress.com/):

“A Market is something that one goes into to buy groceries and usually has a prefix affixed to it like “super”. Everything else is a casino.

c. You must be a Republican ( http:/trenzpruca.wordpress.com/), if you believe that:

The earned income tax credit that rewards the lowest wage earners in the nation is an unwarranted redistribution of income, but lowering the capital gains credit on unearned investment income is not.

d. Testosterone Chronicles:

In one study, researchers found that men with increased testosterone “were 27% less generous towards strangers with money they controlled.” Men with lower levels of testosterone were significantly more generous than men with more testosterone.
Source: Plus One

(This explains it, conservatives are testosterone poisoned.)

e. The Mac Attack:

“All those who have written upon civil institutions demonstrate (and history is full of examples to support them) that whoever desires to found a state and give it laws, must start with assuming that all men are bad and ever ready to display their vicious nature, whenever they may find occasion for it. If their evil disposition remains concealed for a time, it must be attributed to some unknown reason; and we must assume that it lacked occasion to show itself; but time, which has been said to be the father of all truth, does not fail to bring it to light.”
Niccolo Machiavelli – Discourses of the first 10 books of Titus Livius – Chapter 111.

(What, no invisible hand to make everything turn out right in the end? )

f. Department of abasement, apology and correction:

To Greg: While I borrowed part of your name and profession, the character is my own invention.

TODAY’S QUOTE:

“You can’t have everything… where would you put it?”
~Steven Wright

TODAY’S PHOTOGRAPHS:

Preparing for the BBQ:

Nona on her tractor:

So long Tamai:

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This and that from re Thai r ment, by 3Th. July 9 2011

POOKIE FOR PRESIDENT:

Please see: http://papajoestales.wordpress.com/

TODAY’S FACTOID:

2011: The State of the US Airline industry:

— The peak of US airline employment was in 2000, with more than 650,000 Americans working for an airline. Since then, based on government statistics, US airlines have cut nearly 150,000 employees.

— More than 30 percent of US airlines filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy protection during the 2000-2010 decade (i.e., 30 percent of airline shareholders were wiped out).

— Many new jobs for pilots will be with “state-owned airlines”; it is forecasted that, “by 2029, 68 percent of air traffic volume will be from the emerging economies in such countries and regions as Asia, Brazil, India, and the Middle East.
Read more: http://www.businessinsider.

As I mentioned in a previous e-mail, the state of the US airline industry is evidence that the 9/11 terrorists may have achieved their goal to wreck the American economy by banking on the American political establishment’s overreaction to their attack, driving the American economy into the gutter. The death of Bin-Laden does not alter that, nor does it change the fact that as regrettable and horrid as it is, his strategy seems to be working. American conservative leadership (Republican and Democratic alike) will continue to blame it on the unions, food stamps, illegal immigrants, the civil service, or almost anyone else other than themselves.

TODAY’S NEWS FROM (THAILAND) AMERICA:

English: In January 2009, President of the Uni...

 In January 2009, President of the United States of America, George W. Bush invited then President-Elect Barack Obama and former Presidents George H.W. Bush, Bill Clinton, and Jimmy Carter for a Meeting and Lunch at The White House. Photo taken in the Oval Office at The White House. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The liberal wing of the Democratic Party continuing their tradition, extending back about 50 years, of turning on the person they helped elect President because he failed to deliver on their favorite single issue, thereby more often than not assuring his defeat, have turned on Obama. Despite shepherding through a balky Congress the most progressive agenda since Lyndon Johnson, the liberal élite are furious at learning that Obama actually is the liberal leaning centrist he said he was during election and not the fire-breathing leftist ideologue they imagined him to be in their mad rush to defeat a representative of the previous administration that they helped elect and then abandoned for committing the unforgivable sin of political realism.

On the right, on the other hand the Republicans seem to almost always forgive their leaders for recognizing political reality or, god forbid, actually doing something right among the stream of disastrous policies that so please their rank and file (e.g., Nixon on the Environmental Quality Act, Reagan surprisingly on Social Security). Only George W. Bush seemed bereft of a single socially positive domestic policy initiative and yet despite the almost universal recognition among even those on the right that his policies were a disaster for the nation and his Party, virtually no significant criticism of either him or his policies emerged from the conservative press.

The liberal journalist icon , Frank Rich in the NY Times recently has written:

The president’s failure to demand a reckoning from the moneyed interests who brought the economy down has cursed his first term, and could prevent a second.”

Never has a conservative journalist so blithely abandoned their leader because of a failure of ideology or policy. If that were not so, George W. Bush would never had won a second term.

POOKIE’S ADVENTURES IN (THAILAND)ITALY:

Vittorio and I continued on to Barcis, a picturesque little town by a lake nestled in the mountains at the edge of the Dolomite. We walked about a bit then returned home.

On Sunday, we returned with Hayden. Vittorio’s band, “The Tamai Friends of Music” was featured at the festivities accompanying rowing races on the lake at Barcis. I had bought Hayden a tin whistle in Venice that he happily and forcefully played along with the band until the conductor asked him either to stop or get up on the stage and join them.

A few days earlier, Nikki arrived at the farm. He had a couple of days off between flights. We took the train to Venice specifically to see the model boats exhibited at the naval museum at the Arsenale. Of course, when we arrived it was closed. Otherwise Venice was, well Venice; the food was awful and the people obnoxious but the City looked wonderful.

We had lunch (actually just snacks and wine) at the only place I found where the proprietor appeared to welcome us. As could be expected she was not Venetian but was a Brazilian immigrant married to an Italian. I drank too much wine and struck up a lively conversation with two English spinsters sitting at the next table. (To those feminists among us, there lacks a more suitable description to this throwback to those fiercely independent Victorian woman, usually from England, who strode the world in pursuit of social justice, striking fear into any malefactors of moral impropriety.) One had recently moved to Treviso and the other was visiting her from her home in London. They both were committed socialists, but agreed to support my candidacy for President. Upon leaving the café a little tipsy, I walked into the easel that held the osteria’s menu sign and broke it to bits.

If you would chance to be in Venice in the future, the name of the place is Osteria alla Ciurma at S. Paulo 406 Rialto, calle della Galeazza just far enough from the Rialto to allow its food to be edible. Do not mention that you know me. However, if the spinsters are there (it is their favorite place in Venice) say hello to them for me.

PAPA JOES TALES AND FABLES:

See: http://papajoesfables.wordpress.com/

JOEY’S MYSTERY NOVEL:

On the way back to the office Vince asked Ray how he knew what to do about the photographer and about the note.

“Before I became a legal sec… er administrative assistant, I worked for a private eye.”

“No kidding, who did you work for?”

“Al Pischotti.”

“Fat Al! You worked for Fat Al? How come I did not know about it and why didn’t you tell me when I asked you to assist him?”

“I thought you knew. It was on my resume. I guess you did not have a chance to look at it.”

When they arrived back at the office Nina was waiting with a grim smile playing at her lips. “The Great One arrives tonight. She wants to meet with you tomorrow after finishing some meetings with clients. She suggested dinner at “TWO”.”

Of course, “TWO” was one of the most expensive restaurants in town, lighting too dark to see across the table and portions so small one had to stop and get a hamburger on the way home or risk starving before morning.

The Great One is how most people in the firm referred to the managing partner of the Brussels office. Arabella Le Grande is her actual name. A few that know her well call her Arrogant Bella.

“Also,” she continued not giving him time to groan, “David is in your office waiting for you to return. It’s terrible about Mrs. Coign everyone is very upset. First Mr. Coign then his wife. What a shame.”

___________________________________________

William “Big Bill” McWilliams had just exited his chauffeur driven Bentley and started across to sidewalk towards his office building on Steuart Street in San Francisco when he was blindsided by another pedestrian who obviously was not paying attention to where she was going.

“Dammit, why don’t you…” he began before noticing that his assailant was a most beautiful young woman almost as tall as he was, wearing a very short skirt, large hoop earrings, and a scoop necked blouse exposing the promise of large soft rounded breasts below. Seamlessly he lowered his voice almost one octave to produce that sonorous sound that earned him the additional sobriquet among some as “Golden Throat”. “…ah, excuse me miss, it was all my fault, I should have been more careful. Let me make up for my clumsiness by buying you a cup of coffee”.

“No,no” she said in her deep throaty sexy voice, “It was all my fault. I was in too much of a hurry for my meeting. I wasn’t looking where I was going. I am in a bit of a hurry right now.” She looked at him for a moment with her calm eyes, glanced at the Bentley that had driven off and now was awaiting the change of signals at the stop light on the corner, smiled a broad sparkling smile and added, “But I would take a rain check on that coffee.”

Big Bill, ego aflame, reached into the left hand pocket of his suit jacket where he always kept a few of his overwrought business cards containing besides his name and his office number clear evidence that he was the owner of several businesses, plucked one out and handed it to her, “Here is my number. Please call. I will look forward to it.”

She took the card, smiled, saluted him with it and walked off.

He watched her for a moment, then turning off his smile, walked into the small elegant lobby of the “McWilliams Building.”

PEPE’S POTPOURRI:

a. Philosophical ruminations:

One evening before going to sleep I asked Hayden if there was any questions he wanted answered. He said, “Yes, I know I come from my mommy and she came from her mommy and her from her mommy (Apparently his mother left him with the impression that males have no role in the procreation process, being restricted only to working and providing money.), but,” he continued, “I don’t understand where it all ends.”

So I launched into a lengthy explanation of evolution and modern scientific thought on cosmology.

When I finished he said, “I think I understand. But, what I really want to know is if this was before or after God died?”
b. Testosterone Chronicles:

Young male CEOs appear to be combative… [as] a result of testosterone levels that are higher in young males. Testosterone… has been shown to influence prospects for a cooperative outcome of the ultimatum game. Specifically, high-testosterone responders tend to reject low offers even though this is against their interest.”
Source: Social Science Research Network

(Combative or bags of nuts?)

c. Department of abasement, apology and correction:

(1) I guess I have to apologize for something. So, I apologize for my continued political harangues. Unfortunately, whenever I hear those bells of Boston ringing, I just want to run and warn the British that the Colonists are coming to shoot them for trying to take away our guns. Thankfully, our four fathers (Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln and the good Roosevelt) worked tirelessly to eliminate slavery at the founding of our country. Ah, I just cannot help myself.

(2) According to Wikipedia, the town referred to in the previous post as Veneto later changed to Vittorio Veneto in honor of the Italian victory there in WW I was actually named Vittorio with the Veneto added to commemorate the victory.

TODAY’S QUOTE:

“Law enforcement on Obama’s watch rounded up 393,000 illegal immigrants last year and zero bankers.”
Matt Taibbi.

The question for the 2012 election is could any candidate running for the Republican nomination for the Presidency do as well for the right-wing of their party on either issue as the incumbent?

TODAY’S PHOTOGRAPHS:

Hayden, flute-less in Barcis, watching “The Tamai Friends of Music”:

The boat races on the lake at Barcis:

Pookie in Venice:

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