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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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This and that from re Thai r ment, by 3Th. April 15, 2011

Newgrange from air

Newgrange from air (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

TODAY’S FACTOID:

3100 – 2900 BCE. Newgrange, Ireland the 250,000 ton passage tomb aligned to the winter solstice, is built. This is a larger stone structure than the early pyramids in Egypt and Stonehenge in England and predates them both by 500 years.

It is a remarkable edifice. I have been there and sat at its center. It is constructed so that no natural light reaches the chamber located precisely at the center of the massive circular structure except briefly at noon on December 21 when it is suddenly bathed in light. [Early stoner nirvana.]

TODAY’S NEWS FROM THAILAND:

1. Appointed democracy:

Thai law, passed shortly following the overthrow of the Thaksin administration, provides for 73 “Appointed Senators,” intended I imagine to eliminate the possibility that the general electorate of the country would ever be so mislead that they would elect a party unacceptable to the existing powers. As I understand it, several groups of apparent respectability (Academics, State Agencies, NGO’s, Professional Groups and Other) nominate people and from those nominated, a smaller group of generally appointed government officials (Constitution Court, Election Commission, National Anti-Corruption Commission, Supreme Court, Ombudsman and Supreme Administrative Court) selects the appointees.

The appointments have just been announced. Of course the political party most expecting to challenge the current administration would be unhappy if they thought the appointees were stacked against them. And so they are.

2. Of course we will be objective:

A large number of the newly appointed senators, it now turns out are relatives of members of the military general staff and the current administration. In Thailand this is not considered nepotism but common sense. Even that so-called great populist Thaksin has proposed his daughter to be the leader of his Red Shirt party and the next prime minister should they prevail at the polls. Although lacking and prior experience in government, he lauded her as the most qualified.

Several of the new senators, responding to criticism about their appointment, have stated that they are eager to begin work and prove their appointments were not the result of family or political connections. How they intend to do so is unclear.

Resignation would be pretty dramatic proof I would think.

POOKIE’S ADVENTURES IN THAILAND:

I arrived back at Paradise by the Sea having avoided a drenching by the ravening mobs of Songkran revelers by the simple expedient of having spent a few more baht to hire a taxi to take me door to door.

Now for those of you who have not experienced the joys of Songkran, the Thai spring water festival, the object of the festivities is to drench one another with water in the name of bringing good luck in the new year to the drenchee.

Songkran

Songkran (Photo credit: Lim CK)

Over the years that I have had the opportunity to observe the festival, I have noticed a definite escalation in weaponry. Gone are the simple water pistols of fond memory, replaced by the participants stalking the streets carrying a dizzying display of AK 47 inspired water machine gun assault weapons. Some so fearsome looking, I am sure they could frighten even the Taliban. Recently, I have noticed, these fearsome weapons are often accompanied by and connected to back packs containing additional canisters of water so that if one ever finds oneself someplace totally lacking in water, say like in a desert, one will not have to fear running out of ammunition.

Now to be fair, most Thais celebrate by good naturally dousing passers-by with water thrown from plastic cup and other containers. Not so with the non-Thai generally western tourist community. They patrol the streets, heavily armed, as though engaged in the grim job of urban warfare.

In addition to the AK 47 replica machine guns, the weapon of choice (and a major escalation in the water arms race) of these dour warriors is a weapon made up of a very large plastic tube, about the size of the largest mailing tube imaginable, with a long plunger at one end. When fully loaded and operated by a relatively strong man, these weapons, in a single shot, can expel enough water with the velocity of a fire hose to sink a small rowboat or knock over a grown man.

Before leaving Bangkok Hayden, aware of the danger I would be exposed to, gave me a water pistol to defend myself. Now dressed in my “Clete Purcell” outfit, Tilly on my head, shorts, sandals, flowered shirt and with my “gun” tucked into my belt, I venture out of my condo briefly to eat at the local café. A photograph of me fully attired is attached below.

JOEY’S MYSTERY NOVEL:

The brief silence that followed Vince’s reading of the authors note was broken by one of the grossly ill-defined characters standing at the back of the room who Vince was sure would also eventually become a hired killer should the novel continue, who shouted, “What the hell does that mean?”

The ensuing wall of noise from everyone talking over one another was pierced by Nina’s calm voice as she looked up from her knitting, “Why don’t we just ask him to keep writing for a while?”

“What do you mean?” said Vince over the gradual quieting of the noise as the others in the room strained to hear their conversation.

“Why not simply ask him to keep writing for a while in order to give those of us who can time to find other employment? After all, since no one is reading it anyway it makes no difference to the reader. “

“Why would he do that? What’s in it for him? You really don’t believe that crap about his wanting to do something for us, do you?'” interjected a suddenly energized David Kitchen.

” Well, we could tell him that we had heard that there were responses to his query, but they somehow got lost on the ether. It happens all the time,” she replied calmly, returning to her knitting.

” But during that time characters will be disappearing as they find work elsewhere,” Vince queried.

“This is a mystery novel,” Nina responded calmly while concentrating on her latest stitch, “People get murdered or go missing all the time. After all, even the author admits he doesn’t know how it ends, so the logic of their disappearance to the plot or its resolution makes no difference. Not that it ever does in the mystery novel genre” she added softly.

Everyone in the room stared at Vince in anticipation of his response. Vince in turn look over to the unusually subdued Isabella. She was dressed in her Goth get up and metal piercings but still wore her curly long-haired wig. Her head was bowed as she stared fixedly at the conference table. She did not look up. “Well, no help there,” thought Vince.

After a moment or two hesitation he said, “OK, I will give it a try.”

PEPE’S POTPOURRI:

a. I told you so:

About 30 years ago in a speech I was giving to some political group or another, I predicted that the United States would not elect a black person President until the country was bankrupt. They then could blame it all on him.

b. Trenz Pruca’s Aphorisms, Apothegms, Epigrams and Maxims.

“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.”

TODAY’S QUOTE:

Another golden oldie:

“To truly understand Mankind,
you must first break down
the words that make up his name:
Mank and Ind.
What do they mean?
It’s a mystery.
And so is Mankind.”
Mick Foley

Français : Mick Foley "Mankind". Cet...

Français : Mick Foley “Mankind”. 

 

TODAY’S PHOTOGRAPH:

Pookie dressed as Clete Purcell, water pistol in one hand guarding one of the entrances to my apartment, armed, dangerous and looking for trouble.

In my left hand I have my genuine teak back-scratcher given to me by Hayden. I believe it is a necessary accessory to anyone over 70 and overweight. Sort of like a geriatric swagger stick.

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