I saw "Hobson's choice" in print for the second time in a couple days and I was wondering where that expression came from when I saw that today's was Rick Hobson, joking with his own name in a letter to the Statesman. In his case, the choice was posting the names of successful Idaho wolf hunters on his blog. (Sadly, the pun doesn't really work; the original Hobson's choice, "a free choice in which only one option is offered" is not operative here.)
You'd think they be pleased at the publicity for their manly (were any womanly?) achievement, but instead they and their legislators got all worked up and are trying to get a law enacted. (It's awaiting action by our Senate.)
It all started with the wildlife, its defenders scaring tame partridges away to keep them from getting shot. Idaho makes it a crime (36-1510) to "disrupt lawful pursuit or taking" of any animal, and now we feel the need to protect our hunters against those who would "harass, intimidate or threaten [them] by any means including, but not limited to, personal or written contact, or via telephone, email website."
I'm not in favor of harassment, intimidation or threatening, but do our fearless hunters really need Idaho Code to protect themselves? Apparently man is still the most dangerous game!
Hobson says he sought to "illustrate the public nature of hunting," but instead he seems to have revealed that hunting has a decidedly private nature.
The Bush-Cheney Alumni Association (you think I'm making that up? No,
really.), for its second act of
communication to me is touting Karl Rove's book just out. The first act
was a message to offer me a chance to opt out; as ever, the team is
happy to assume that silence equals assent. In my case, I did make the
decision to act by not acting, and see what they had to say. So stand
back for
"never-before-told details about his own groundbreaking career and the legacy of the Bush presidency," as "Rove sets the record straight, explodes myths, responds frankly to critics, and passionately articulates why he made the choices he did as a conservative in the center of politics."
Ka BOOM!
Will this man stop at NOTHING?!
This CNNBC news report has the details from the broadcast of Le Bebe-Homme Pleurant. (Sorry about the volume too loud and the lame controls on the Flash... this is the best I could do. Thank me for not embedding. And if you're on Facebook, go ahead and accept the login thing. What's the worst that could happen? Ok, well, he could come after you, too... Sorry about that.)
In the middle of the real estate bubble, with plans afoot for huge housing developments up and down the foothills of the Boise front, thousands of new units, various of the to-be-impacted parties put up resistance. Apart from little things like the lack of water to support the land rush, people already occupying a slice of heaven weren't keen on thousands of new neighbors.
The Save the Plateau group was specifically focused on a place called Hammer Flat, which I know mostly as "up there" while driving by the dam that diverts the New York Canal from the Boise River (or "over there" from up at Lucky Peak reservoir).
The Boise Weekly's article about the city acquiring 700 acres of critical wildlife habitat has a nice Pete White aerial photo of the place. From the highway, the basalt palisade ("Black Cliffs") is striking; you don't see up to the "flat." This acreage is adjacent to 50 times more land in the "Boise River Wildlife Management Area."
We taxed ourselves starting not quite a decade ago to buy up some of the prize foothills land before it was too late, and this is the capper for almost all that's left of the $10 million. Money well spent if you can believe the estimate in the Statesman that our 10,471 acres are now worth more than 3 times what we paid.
Not that we're selling, eh.
So anyway, "Save the Plateau" can restyle itself "Saved" and fold up its tent. Job well done!
More to the story from the Boise Guardian, including the fact that Idaho Fish and Game tried to buy the Flat for $2 million "as late as 2004... and was out gunned when the developer offered about five times that amount."
John Yoo is dancing a jig with his Philadelphia Inquirer columnist job, exercising his thesaurus to marshall "farce," "cooked-up," "deeply riddled with errors," "incompetent," "pure incomptence," "obviously biased," "shoddy," "left-wing conspiracy theories," and finally, "persecution."
The good news is that it stopped short of torture, however, since there is no evidence the pain Mr. Yoo suffered was as great as organ failure, impairment of bodily function, or death. He might have an argument for psychological harm, as the investigation of the Office of Professional Responsibility did continue for some years, starting as it did before the 2004 election, and continuing through the Bush second term.
He's willing to accept what "media reports suggest" to make his own accusation, against the OPR (the whole office?), of "another violation of professional rules of conduct," and—maybe—"a serious violation of federal criminal law."
It was under the Obama administration, and Eric Holder's Department of Justice that Deputy Attorney David Margolis was given the job of reviewing the OPR report. Margolis expressed his narrow conclusion in a memorandum dated just shy of the first anniversary of the Obama adminstration. He rejected the OPR's finding of "professional misconduct" because in his judgment they hadn't identified a "known, unambiguous obligation or standard [for] the attorney's conduct."
Yet somehow Yoo manages to cook his bile stew into a "witch hunt" of the Obama adminstration's making. And he takes a verdict of only "poor judgment" as vindication.
The bar has never been set so low.
Popular Science
has partnered with Google to put
its entire 137-year archive online for free browsing. Complete with
the always popular "period advertisements" to "bring back memories for
longtime readers." The magazine was a staple in our house when I was
growing up; I would read every issue, cover-to-cover.
"Some things we projected with startling accuracy, and others remain today what they were then—dreams. We hope you enjoy it as much as we do."
Mmm, probably won't, given the execrable interface offered by the Google Reader. But it's a darn cool idea.
Paul Rockower, on Innocents abroad: backpacking in the age of Obama.
"...on this recent trip I saw a relative dearth of Canadian flags on backpacks, suggesting that those camouflaged Americans finally removed the maple leaf 'security' patches from their bags."
More from him: Photography as Public Diplomacy, an exhibition. In addition to the lovely website, it's showing at the USC Annenberg Gallery, second floor, through May 17, 2010.
Good
column by Paul Krugman today, debriefing the end of Jim
Bunning's one-man show in the U.S. Senate.
"[W]hile the blockade is over, its lessons remain. Some of those lessons involve the spectacular dysfunctionality of the Senate. What I want to focus on right now, however, is the incredible gap that has opened up between the parties. Today, Democrats and Republicans live in different universes, both intellectually and morally."
The graphic from the latest report on the Employment Situation in February shows the gravity of the situation: while the monthly change in employment has returned from horrific, to flat, the effect on the unemployment rate in the last two years has been huge.
What a time for Republicans to be more concerned with the estate tax than unemployment benefits.
Who says hindsight is 20-20? Certainly not the U.K.'s Prime Minister Gordon Brown, who insists that the Iraq war was the "right decision made for the right reasons."
No, seriously?
He did offer "veiled criticism" of the actual carrying out of the mission, forgetting perhaps that first principle of war so eloquently provided by ex-SecDef Rumsfeld: "stuff happens." (Insert two-armed gesture deflecting all possible blame to the sides of the room.)
Even better, "Right up to the last minute, right up to the last weekend, I think many of us were hopeful that the diplomatic route would succeed." Some of us were hopeful that the diplomatic route would be attempted, actually. Because that "greater certainty amongst the intelligence community that this weaponry was there" was actually not all that greater.
Poll results reported on March 11, 2003 still showed a majority of respondents (let's say "half" within the margin of error) said "inspectors should be given more time to search for evidence of nuclear, biological or chemical weapons on the ground in Iraq," although the Bush administration's marketing campaign had caused that number to drop in the previous month.
The romantic appeal of "the mountains" and wilderness were what attracted me to Idaho, strongly enough that I moved to Moscow in 1975, site unseen. (Things are rarely what you imagine: I came to the state in August, riding up the old Lewiston grade in the back of a pickup truck, to roll out onto the loess hills of the Palouse.) This appeal extends to Oath Keepers and the Age of Treason as well. As featured in Justine Sharrock's report:
"When ['the shit hits the fan'], Pray and his buddies plan to go AWOL and make their way to their 'fortified bunker'—the home of one comrade's parents in rural Idaho—where they've stocked survival gear, generators, food, and weapons....
"A strapping Idahoan, Brandon (who doesn't want his full name used) enlisted as a teenager when he got his girlfriend pregnant and needed a stable job, stat.... Unlike his friend, he doesn't think the United Nations must be dismantled, although he does agree that it represents the New World Order, and he suspects that concentration camps are being readied in the off-limits section of Fort Drum. He sends 500 rounds of ammunition home to Idaho each month."
Here in Idaho where any and all voter fraud could only have served to
entrench Republican leadership, our burning issues are
too
many people wanting to vote in Republican primaries and the desire to
force people to show photo IDs at polls there is ample outrage
available over "those people" in our fair state (even if, ah,
we don't know who those people are).
It's not easy to push back on a well-established meme, regardless of the truth of the matter, but we have to try, don't we? So please go climb up on your roof and shout as loud as you possibly can that the whole ACORN pimp scandal was a hoax. Which even a deprecated Republican "gut feel" could have told you was pretty likely. Andrew Breitbart, the guy who helped O'Keefe's fantasy film go viral to become best Mockumentary of 2009 has admitted he didn't know what was on the tapes. There goes that Pulitzer!
"This minor discrepancy" that O'Keefe didn't actually have the pimp get-up on when he went into the ACORN offices, that he didn't actually represent himself as a pimp. And other stuff. "Just like Borat" is an interesting defense... for something that led to a bill of attainder in the U.S. Congress. It passed the House last September, but it's a safe bet it won't be sailing through the Senate any time soon.
As the lost CPAC Breitbart video states, two different investigations, "one by the Congressional Research Service and one by former MA Attorney General Scott Harshbarger each found no evidence of crimes committed by ACORN workers on the highly-edited, heavily-overdubbed video tapes."
After O'Keefe was arrested for a scheme to tap the phones in the office of a Democratic U.S. Senator, "Breitbart revealed he pays O'Keefe a 'fair salary' to provide content for his three websites."
E.J. Dionne Jr. deconstructs the Republican's big lie about reconciliation, including Orrin Hatch's opinion starting "wrong on a core fact." Recall that both our House of Representatives and Senate have passed a health-care reform bill, with a majority, and a super-majority, respectively. And what would come under reconciliation rules would be amendments, to... yes, reconcile the two bills. (Hatch's piece lost me when he got into the Constitution schtick, which has precisely nothing to do with filibusters and arcane rule-making.) Dionne:
Hatch said that reconciliation should not be used for "substantive legislation" unless the legislation has "significant bipartisan support." But surely the 2001 and 2003 Bush tax cuts, which were passed under reconciliation and increased the deficit by $1.7 trillion during his presidency, were "substantive legislation." The 2003 dividends tax cut could muster only 50 votes. Vice President Dick Cheney had to break the tie. Talk about "ramming through."
(My emphasis. That was back before the media had been told to care about reconciliation.) There's also the disingenuity of "significant bipartisan support." When there is such a thing for legislation, we don't need Senators talking to us from Op-Ed pages or other media histrionics, they just go ahead and pass the bill.
And no slouch at looking out for himself, with that job at Fox "News" and now a memoir inflating his "courage and consequence." Be still my heart.
Bush wouldn't have taken the country to war in Iraq if he hadn't really, really believed there were W.M.D., he says. Biggest mistake of the Bush years! Oh no, wait, that was "not countering the narrative" that "Bush lied." Well hey, a memoir is nothing without a narrative, he should know. Adam in St. Louis isn't the only one who's disappointed:
"...We are supposed to elect Republicans for their acumen in foreign affairs, yet the Bush [administration] responded with the least strategic and most resource heavy approach imaginable (i.e. full-scale invasion of a country that has little to do with Islamic extremism).
"They spent the US into oblivion fighting this 'enemy' while decentralized terrorist cells continue to operate across many countries. Now there is no money for health care and other domestic priorities. So in essence terrorism is still alive and well (because they fought the terrorist battle in the wrong way), and we are broke because of it. Thanks Karl!"
That's Olivia Judson's nomination (just in time for hayfever season) in honor of "one of the most momentous events in the history of the Earth," the evolution of grasses.
Long ago and far away, I took a course in Agrostology, and I'm sure I must've been told that "their leaves grow from the base, not the top," but the fact had slipped out of mind. (That's why your lawn doesn't mind being mowed, eh.) Plenty more fun facts in her column, such as how much of the planet's land is covered with grasslands (one third); how recently they showed up (around 80 million years ago, "in evolutionary terms, that’s yesterday") and took over; and yet another related science I hadn't heard of, phytolithology. She didn't even get into polyploidy, the multiplication of genetic material that grasses seem so good at.
Among the comments, one by Joseph Crane of Manhattan, Kansas was appropriately highlighted by the Times, and worth reading for some interesting specific scientific rebuttal. He's OK with the nomination, but he testily "fail[s] to see why book reports would be included in the Op-Ed section." (Because she writes well, about interesting things, Joe.)
The guy most Idahoans never heard of, at the head of a state department that makes you go huh? is all of a sudden much in the news, thanks to Cynthia Sewell's story on Sunday about the misbegotten state contract for the Idaho Education Network, a statewide broadband system linking Idaho public schools, universities and businesses. The Statesman followed up with an editorial yesterday, saying Gwartney's problems are Otter's problems. Randy Stapilus' thoughtful "Chain of command" got me starting a comment that I thought I'd extend here.
I don't know either government or business as well as Gwartney does, but I've seen enough of each to recognize that large bureaucratic organizations have a great deal in common. That means they can both benefit from the same sorts of organizational development techniques, even as their core purposes differ broadly, from business' primary goal of making profit, to government's primary goal of maximizing the common good, within its limited purposes.
It's one thing to tackle making money as a bureaucratic Hero, quite another to tackle the fuzzy and often not agreed-upon mission of government the same way. As for the $1 salary, even beyond the brilliant snark that the Statesman promoted to print from its "online voices," it raises interesting questions:
Wall Street defends their obscene pay by reminding us how important it is to retain the "best and the brightest." What's Idaho getting for its non-pay?
Is Gwartney in it for humanitarian reasons, because he likes the power, what?
The Department of Administration for a state with a $2½ billion annual budget (give or take) has a lot of leverage. One big lawsuit could make the "savings" from Gwartney's salary even more irrelevant than it is now.
The details about the statistical analysis behind the quiz state its purpose as predicting "the probability of your being in the Millennial age group, currently 18-29." A score of 51 or higher means its better than even odds that you are. The box plots and histograms of scores by generation show how dispersed the response data is, ranging pretty much from 0-100 for all but the "Silent" generation.
Looking again at the raw data it seems pretty clear that the supposed cultural divide has mostly to do with technology adoption, and the fact that you take for granted what you grow up with. The questions about cell phones and text messages, social media, and body art have most of the predictive power, it would seem, which boils down to a heapin' helpin' of common sense.
After I saw a bunch more scores role in from my Facebook friends, I did a few more runs through the quiz. I know that my holding out on getting a cellphone puts me in edge of the "late adopter" realm. I do, in fact, have a cellphone in the house, but it's the one I bought for the Funeral Consumers Alliance of Idaho (oh HA! That would definitely put me in the Silent group, eh?), and that has enough spare bandwidth to meet my "emergency" and travel cellphone needs well enough.
From my "baseline" of 5, if I add a cellphone, I bump up to 13, and I'm over the threshold for my rightful place as a baby boomer. If I would just send some text messages, I get 21, and if I'd send at least 10 text messages, I could be well on my way to GenX (31), even though I read a newspaper. (If I just stop watching TV and reading a newspaper, my score goes from 5 to 35.) Stop contacting government officials, and I'm up to 48, on my way to Millennial. Either a non-ear piercing or a tat, I get 59, both, and it's 70.
I didn't get around to reading the whole report, but it was clear that what they'd done with their survey results was to select questions, and apply weighting factors that would best match answers to the groups as they found in their survey.
Fun parlor trick, but actually an illegitimate technique for extrapolating from their survey to the whole population they purport to study. In essence, the game show amplifies what they concluded from their sample, which, while large enough to be representative (and with a modest margin of error) is by no means exhaustive (let alone definitive).
Or as Faux Boehner put it in his Onion headline, My Constituents Care Way More About Political Gamesmanship Than Jobs, Health Care, And The Economy.
"My constituents deserve better.
"They deserve a leader willing to roll up his sleeves and play the types of twisted, greedy political games that, by their very nature, tear apart the fabric of our democracy for the sake of assuring reelection. They deserve someone on their side who will ask the tough questions, such as how will painting Democrats as radical ideologues play in, say, Arkansas? Can we vote "no" on the health care bill and still make it look like we give two craps about the welfare of ordinary Americans? How can we twist positive news about the GDP into a negative for the Obama administration?"
Julie sent me to the Millennial Quiz from the Pew Research Center (now styling itself a nonpartisan "fact tank," cute). I scored a whopping 5 out of 100; not only am I not Millennial, I didn't even make it up to "Baby Boomer" (for which I'm centered in the date range).
The full report (take the quiz first, of course)
says Millennials ("Generation Next") are
Confident.
Connected.
Open to Change.
Which I daresay characterizes me well enough. (And I have more reason to be confident than someone basing it only on hope.) "Open to change" is one of those things you might not be able to measure for yourself, though. Am I really open to change? I'm set in my ways, comfortable enough.... I watch more than an hour of TV a day (as do 57% of the Millennial respondents; in my case, the Newshour and The Daily Show are part of what keep me "connected" after all), and I read a newspaper, that's old school. The video game playing is kind of a red herring. The vast majority of everyone didn't do that in the last 24 hours.
Must be the "only a landline" that got me, and no text messaging. And I usually find Pickles funny, very "Silent" of me. (And what's up with "Silent" for everyone born from 1928 to 1945? Silent because they're not blathering on cellphones and Twitter? And you don't really think any Millennials have a long enough attention span to read a 149 page report do you?) Going through the response data, what I see is that we're more alike than different. Most people in every age group don't play video games, don't have tattoos, don't have piercings other than in their earlobes, and are spread across the political and religious dimensions they asked about.
Sure felt like it today: 2nd day running in the mid-50s, and sunshine. Crocuses are well up, daffodils coming, and we've got finches starting a new family in the eaves.
It'll be one week tomorrow morning that my big PC's motherboard took early retirement, raising a stink and adding to the "disaster preparedness drill" that started with Westhost's fire suppression test gone bad, leading to many days' outage for way too many of its customers. If fortboise.org had gone out, it would've been the trifecta for me, but as it was, "only" my main PC and the church website I look after as "volunteer staff."
I would've been down for a much longer count had it not been for a trusty WinXP laptop that kept on ticking, with a somewhat synchronized set of files. (I do wish I'd done a more complete synch, though.) The hard drives survived, and I've got at least one copy of everything, multiple copies of most everything (and too many copies of a lot of things; but better three too many than one too few).
My main man had a 5-month-old Windows7 box that was way more buffed than the 5+ year-old DIY tower I'd built, and after the local PC shop pronounced the MoBo gone, I took him up on the offer.
Now, Windows7. My expectations were modest: don't make it too much harder to do the same things I've been doing with WinXP, and hey, if a useful new feature or two, that'll be fine. So far, no good. My rollover list included getting some basic tools and configuration in place, installing the software packages that I use frequently, and of course, copying the tens of gigabytes of useful files off my old disks.
That part went majorly pear-shaped as I learned about the thing people hated about Vista that Microsoft carried into the latest and greatest O/S: an absurdly over-protective "security" interface that obstructs more than it protects. The ease of home networking touted by their everyman marketing campaign might apply if you just happened to start from scratch and all your computers had Windows7, but how likely is that? The same legacy that has been the bane of their O/S development comprises those things we find most useful about computers.
So, we get a bucket of eye candy, a collection of selling points for corporate buyers, and a pig in a poke with a headache for just trying to get our work done. It'll be spring before I get back to my pre-disaster productivity.
Tom von Alten tva_∂t_fortboise_⋅_org
