It was September, 1972, the first day of school, my junior year at Livingston High. U. S. History was a required subject. Our instructor Mr. C. introduced himself and gave us a little of his own personal history. This was to be his first year of teaching. Previously he had been a major league ball player with the Cleveland Indians. He made no attempt to deny that he had been hired as an instructor because he could also coach baseball. Or maybe it was the other way around, he had been given the coaching position because he could also teach. Anyway some of the other boys in class were awe struck and after school they would bring in various bits of sporting equipment to be autographed or blessed.
I had never been into sports and had a different opinion about the merits being a professional athlete. I immediately began to form preconceived notions about this young mans ability to teach. Back then preconceived ideas were quite popular, unlike the enlightened times we live in today. I knew I was being prejudicial and made up my mind to give him a fair chance. I listened to his lectures, read the assigned chapters and took the test each week. But there was a problem. About six weeks into the semester he comes up to my desk one day.
"We need to talk. You haven't been turning in your homework."
I think I'd turned in one to two papers at the beginning of the year. The homework consisted writing out the answers to the questions at the end of each chapter. He went on.
"But every week you get an A on the test. I think you may be finding the assignments a bit boring."
I concurred. I also hated homework and had trouble with authority, but I didn't see the need to elaborate. United States History happened to be an easy subject for me. I had an unfair advantage because I had been born and raised in that country. Mr. C went on to explain that it was okay with him if I didn't turn in the papers, he could understand my not wanting to do it. I realized for the first time that I had something in common with "jocks". He told me that he needed to get some work out of me in order to justifying giving me a passing grade. He proposed that I did some outside reading and turn in book reports on what I'd read. He wanted to know if that proposal was acceptable.
"OK by me." I would do just about anything to get out of homework and I did have some small concern about keeping up the appearance that I was trying to get good grades.
The deal was that I could read anything I wanted as long as it had to do with U.S. history. He suggested I start with The Jungle, Upton Sinclair's scathing expose of the abuses in the meat packing industry in Chicago in the early twentieth century. It's a very good read and a real eye opener. It shows very clearly why we have the FDA and labor unions. When I turned in my report on it Mr. C. had some questions, he wanted to be sure I was aware of the very strong socialist message in the later part of the book. It would of been hard to miss.
But it was from the other books I read that year that I really learned. They were not recitations of names and dates. Nothing about who was president when or what country was our enemy in 1832. They were about the day to day lives of pioneers and Indians in the eastern half of the U.S. What life was like for people before history was made. History books will tell you when the cotton gin was invented and who patented the first sewing machine. They don't go into detail about the endless struggle to survive that prompted their development. Or the conditions and wild life that early settlers found. Everyone knows about the plains buffalo, once living in large herds numbering in the millions on the great plains. Almost no one knows about the forest buffalo, a solitary creature living in the woods of Kentucky among blue gum trees eight feet in diameter, now extinct.
And the only thing anyone knew about the Indians was what we saw in the movies. They were a problem for the cavalry, uncivilized heathens that needed to be removed to make way for progress. But at this time, right after the "hip" movement, the rejection of modern commercialism and a growing desire to return to the land and a simpler time, the Indians were getting a new reputation. One of a peaceful people living in harmony with their environment. Both conceptions were equally naive.
My junior year in high school I saw history from a different angle, I earned straight A's in Mr. C.'s class and learned a valuable lesson about prejudging people. This former ball player saw an opportunity to let me learn and he went out of his way to make it happen.
Thank you, Mr. C.
OWL
Sept. 22, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Thank you, Mister Neuman
There is a commercial that has been running quite a lot on television recently. The animated style is similar to that used in a popular computer game that allows the user to simulate the building of a city. It shows bulldozers digging a pit into the earth and loading ore onto trucks. The trucks carry raw material to a processing plant where it is refined and shaped into fuel rods. Waste is shown in a barely noticeable ghost-like image moving off to one side into a mysterious cylindrical container. The fuel rods are placed into a reactor, the reactor slides into place near a city and the electricity generated goes onto the power grid. The wires are followed along to a night club where a young couple dance amid flashing lights to the catchy tune played throughout the ad.
The message conveyed is very clear. The company responsible for this forty-five second spot is saying "We'll dig this stuff up, haul, refine it, process it, put it into our reactor and turn it into electrical power. You get to dance! What happens after that does not matter. You don't even need to think about it. The thousands of tons of deadly waste, that will be highly radioactive for ten thousand years, left over after the power is generated are not enough of a concern to even be mentioned."
There is a growing effort in this country to start building nuclear power plants again. The powers that wish to be wisely realize that the people of my generation, the baby boomers, will never allow another reactor to be built. So they are targeting their message to those who are not old enough to remember the broken promises offered in the last round of, "Cheap, safe, clean nuclear power!" This is very troubling. I can understand why these corporations want to go nuclear. Whenever you can generate megawatts and then sell it without having to clean up after yourself the profit potential is enormous. And that is the way it has been with the nuclear power industry. Fifty years ago permits were issued and plants were built. The industry and the federal government shook hands and told the masses, "We will work together to find a way to permanently dispose of the waste."
A half century later and not one ounce of the stuff has been moved to a "permanent" resting place. Each day that passes makes it even more unlikely that a place to dump the debris will ever be found. More and more state and local governments are passing laws prohibiting the permanent, or even temporary, storage of radioactive waste in their respective jurisdictions. Many are passing laws banning the transport of such waste through their cities and states. The consumer and environmental protection groups that will fight in court against the movement and disposal of radioactive waste are getting stronger and more numerous every year. Meanwhile the containers in which this deadly material is now stored are deteriorating. Ever increasing the likelihood of the accidental release of glowing green ooze.
But here is the scary part. The people who spent millions to make this commercial and even more millions to run it no doubt hired experts to do studies and focus groups and consumer testing to find the best way to convince the younger generation that nuclear power is safe and clean and necessary. And what image did they come up with?
Disco dancing.
OWL
Sept, 21 2007
Stupidity in America bonus rant- The plan is that once they place this stuff deep into the ground in some geologically stable area they will seal it off and post warning signs for future generations to stay away. They want to put up warnings of danger in every known language, barbed wire, chain link fences, concrete and steel barriers, death's head and radioactive symbols and whatever else they can come up with to discourage people from poking around. They might as well mark it with big red "X" and a sign that says "Dig here!"
owl
The message conveyed is very clear. The company responsible for this forty-five second spot is saying "We'll dig this stuff up, haul, refine it, process it, put it into our reactor and turn it into electrical power. You get to dance! What happens after that does not matter. You don't even need to think about it. The thousands of tons of deadly waste, that will be highly radioactive for ten thousand years, left over after the power is generated are not enough of a concern to even be mentioned."
There is a growing effort in this country to start building nuclear power plants again. The powers that wish to be wisely realize that the people of my generation, the baby boomers, will never allow another reactor to be built. So they are targeting their message to those who are not old enough to remember the broken promises offered in the last round of, "Cheap, safe, clean nuclear power!" This is very troubling. I can understand why these corporations want to go nuclear. Whenever you can generate megawatts and then sell it without having to clean up after yourself the profit potential is enormous. And that is the way it has been with the nuclear power industry. Fifty years ago permits were issued and plants were built. The industry and the federal government shook hands and told the masses, "We will work together to find a way to permanently dispose of the waste."
A half century later and not one ounce of the stuff has been moved to a "permanent" resting place. Each day that passes makes it even more unlikely that a place to dump the debris will ever be found. More and more state and local governments are passing laws prohibiting the permanent, or even temporary, storage of radioactive waste in their respective jurisdictions. Many are passing laws banning the transport of such waste through their cities and states. The consumer and environmental protection groups that will fight in court against the movement and disposal of radioactive waste are getting stronger and more numerous every year. Meanwhile the containers in which this deadly material is now stored are deteriorating. Ever increasing the likelihood of the accidental release of glowing green ooze.
But here is the scary part. The people who spent millions to make this commercial and even more millions to run it no doubt hired experts to do studies and focus groups and consumer testing to find the best way to convince the younger generation that nuclear power is safe and clean and necessary. And what image did they come up with?
Disco dancing.
OWL
Sept, 21 2007
Stupidity in America bonus rant- The plan is that once they place this stuff deep into the ground in some geologically stable area they will seal it off and post warning signs for future generations to stay away. They want to put up warnings of danger in every known language, barbed wire, chain link fences, concrete and steel barriers, death's head and radioactive symbols and whatever else they can come up with to discourage people from poking around. They might as well mark it with big red "X" and a sign that says "Dig here!"
owl
On Line
When the most important developments in human history are listed certain things come up again and again. Language, the wheel, the computer and decaf always come at the top of the list. Mechanization, the pulley, pointy sticks and sharpened rocks are often included. The automobile, telecommunications and plastic are considered by some to be crucial to modern life. Paper played a major role in the spread of civilization but with everything on microchip now paper will soon be something you only find in restrooms. Aggressive types will point out gunpowder as the number one invention of all time. Pessimists focus on the threat of annihilation posed by the unleashing of atomic energy.
I like string. No one invented it. Vines, sinew and other sting like objects are found throughout the natural world and have been used by man from the earliest of times. But sometime before the beginning of human history someone figured out that plant or animal fibers could be twisted together into string and the way we interact with our world was fundamentally changed forever. The process is simple. Hair, wool, cotton or other fibers are twisted between the fingers or rolled between the palm of the hand and the thigh and out comes an incredibly strong and versatile material. Its length is limited only by the amount of time and material you have. A chain is only as strong as its weakest link, a string can be hundreds of times stronger than its strongest fiber.
Having a ready supply of string made possible many of the innovations that led to the creation of civilization. Humans were suddenly able to carry more, build more, kill more and exploit their environment more efficiently. String allowed primitive people to sew animal skins into clothing, bundle items together and carry more. Their huts were bound with string, many tools such as hand axes and hammers were made stronger with string. New weapons like the bow and arrow and the sling were made possible with string. Old weapons, like the spear, were improved. String was fashioned into traps by early hunters and into nets by fishermen. The use of string allowed men to harness the power of the wind to sail across vast stretches of water and to harness animals to plow fields and bear burdens. The great monuments of antiquity, Stonehenge, the Pyramids and the Maoi of Easter Island were made possible because hundreds of people were able to work together pulling one stone. String figures, various designs made by manipulating a loop of sting, were a very early form of symbolic representation and were used for intertribal communication well into the twentieth century. String games, like the familiar "cats cradle", have been traced back in time thousands of years.
String, thread, twine, rope, cord, wire, cable, line and yarn are variations of twisted fibers and they permeate our world. What are you wearing? You might have shoes made of leather but I bet everything else, shirt, skirt, pants, panties, briefs etc. were woven, knit or crocheted from thread. Before the industrial revolution in the nineteenth century most woman spent more time spinning, weaving and sewing than they did with all other tasks combined! Even in wealthy households with many servants or slaves the matron would devote much of her day to this all important task. Penelope spun and wove by day and unraveled her work by night. With this ruse she was able to forestall her many avid suitors for ten years, a testament to how time consuming the process can be. The distaff, a board or hook for holding unspun wool, was symbolic for women's work and the term "distaff" was synonymous with "female". The word is rarely used these days because no one knows what it refers to. Even I, when researching this piece, found out that I was unclear on what exactly the distaff was. I had it confused with the spindle, a tool for spinning.
The fan belt that keeps your car from over heating, the electrical cord that powers the computer you are now using, the floss that cleans your teeth and the steel cable which hoisted the roof beams of your house were all made of twisted fibers. The seat belt which may one day save your life, the fiberglass and carbon composites of which many things, including airplanes, are now made and the flag that waves over the courthouse and proclaims our freedom are all based on the same technology. Although super glue or staples are being used in its place silk thread is still standard equipment in emergency rooms around the world.
Spinning is rarely done by hand these days except by a few hobbyist, historical reenactors or makers of trendy and expensive hand crafted clothing. It is not because spinning has become an anachronism not relevant to modern life. But rather because of the great amount of it that has to be done. The hundreds of miles of thread that goes in to our carpets and draperies is all created on automated equipment. Indeed it was the need for vast quantities of thread that largely drove the industrial revolution. Some of the earliest mechanized factories, many of them on the east coast of the United States, were those that spun thread and wove it into cloth. The fight over the profits from this budding industry was one of the major factors that led to the Civil War.
Agriculture, architecture, transportation, animal husbandry, communications, economics, fashion, music and just about every other aspect of our lives owe much of their existence to a few fibers twisted together between the fingers of an ancient ancestor.
Think about that the next time a button pops off.
OWL
Sept. 21, 2007
I like string. No one invented it. Vines, sinew and other sting like objects are found throughout the natural world and have been used by man from the earliest of times. But sometime before the beginning of human history someone figured out that plant or animal fibers could be twisted together into string and the way we interact with our world was fundamentally changed forever. The process is simple. Hair, wool, cotton or other fibers are twisted between the fingers or rolled between the palm of the hand and the thigh and out comes an incredibly strong and versatile material. Its length is limited only by the amount of time and material you have. A chain is only as strong as its weakest link, a string can be hundreds of times stronger than its strongest fiber.
Having a ready supply of string made possible many of the innovations that led to the creation of civilization. Humans were suddenly able to carry more, build more, kill more and exploit their environment more efficiently. String allowed primitive people to sew animal skins into clothing, bundle items together and carry more. Their huts were bound with string, many tools such as hand axes and hammers were made stronger with string. New weapons like the bow and arrow and the sling were made possible with string. Old weapons, like the spear, were improved. String was fashioned into traps by early hunters and into nets by fishermen. The use of string allowed men to harness the power of the wind to sail across vast stretches of water and to harness animals to plow fields and bear burdens. The great monuments of antiquity, Stonehenge, the Pyramids and the Maoi of Easter Island were made possible because hundreds of people were able to work together pulling one stone. String figures, various designs made by manipulating a loop of sting, were a very early form of symbolic representation and were used for intertribal communication well into the twentieth century. String games, like the familiar "cats cradle", have been traced back in time thousands of years.
String, thread, twine, rope, cord, wire, cable, line and yarn are variations of twisted fibers and they permeate our world. What are you wearing? You might have shoes made of leather but I bet everything else, shirt, skirt, pants, panties, briefs etc. were woven, knit or crocheted from thread. Before the industrial revolution in the nineteenth century most woman spent more time spinning, weaving and sewing than they did with all other tasks combined! Even in wealthy households with many servants or slaves the matron would devote much of her day to this all important task. Penelope spun and wove by day and unraveled her work by night. With this ruse she was able to forestall her many avid suitors for ten years, a testament to how time consuming the process can be. The distaff, a board or hook for holding unspun wool, was symbolic for women's work and the term "distaff" was synonymous with "female". The word is rarely used these days because no one knows what it refers to. Even I, when researching this piece, found out that I was unclear on what exactly the distaff was. I had it confused with the spindle, a tool for spinning.
The fan belt that keeps your car from over heating, the electrical cord that powers the computer you are now using, the floss that cleans your teeth and the steel cable which hoisted the roof beams of your house were all made of twisted fibers. The seat belt which may one day save your life, the fiberglass and carbon composites of which many things, including airplanes, are now made and the flag that waves over the courthouse and proclaims our freedom are all based on the same technology. Although super glue or staples are being used in its place silk thread is still standard equipment in emergency rooms around the world.
Spinning is rarely done by hand these days except by a few hobbyist, historical reenactors or makers of trendy and expensive hand crafted clothing. It is not because spinning has become an anachronism not relevant to modern life. But rather because of the great amount of it that has to be done. The hundreds of miles of thread that goes in to our carpets and draperies is all created on automated equipment. Indeed it was the need for vast quantities of thread that largely drove the industrial revolution. Some of the earliest mechanized factories, many of them on the east coast of the United States, were those that spun thread and wove it into cloth. The fight over the profits from this budding industry was one of the major factors that led to the Civil War.
Agriculture, architecture, transportation, animal husbandry, communications, economics, fashion, music and just about every other aspect of our lives owe much of their existence to a few fibers twisted together between the fingers of an ancient ancestor.
Think about that the next time a button pops off.
OWL
Sept. 21, 2007
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Stonehenge
The local weather web site says the current temperature is 80 degrees Fahrenheit, wind out of the southwest with gusts of 5 mph, cloud cover 2% and very slight chance of rain. Nice day? No, not for me. It has cooled off a lot from the temperatures in the nineties a week ago. After the 100 plus days of mid summer 80 feels quite cool. The fall equinox is coming up. The days or at least the hours of sunlight are getting shorter.
I always get depressed when summer turns to fall and even more depressed when fall turns to winter. I hate getting up and going to work in the dark. And detest coming home in the dark. I get cold very easily, whether it is due to low metabolism or lack of body fat I don't know. Often the only time I feel really warm in the winter is when I am soaking in a hot bath. But I can't stay in the tub all day.
I get depressed because I feel like another summer has come and gone and I have wasted it. I tend to focus to much on what I haven't done. The things I haven't accomplished.
For the most part the things that I set out to do this summer I have a done. My garden produced more vegetables than I can eat or even give away. The flowers this year were bountiful. My marriage is stronger and my relationship with my wife is better than ever. I have let my artistic side out and my drawing is much more free. My writing is getting better though I still have a hard writing about my day to day life and my emotions. This post seems wooden and stilted. I do much better when I'm ranting about the ill logic and silliness of the society in which we live.
Truth is I don't like examining my emotions or making them public. I'd much rather feel sorry for myself and not ask why. And definitely not share my unhappiness or fear with anyone. And not do anything to change it.
I'm learning to let the world in. And let the frightened little boy out.
Thanks for listening.
OWL
Sept. 16, 2007
I always get depressed when summer turns to fall and even more depressed when fall turns to winter. I hate getting up and going to work in the dark. And detest coming home in the dark. I get cold very easily, whether it is due to low metabolism or lack of body fat I don't know. Often the only time I feel really warm in the winter is when I am soaking in a hot bath. But I can't stay in the tub all day.
I get depressed because I feel like another summer has come and gone and I have wasted it. I tend to focus to much on what I haven't done. The things I haven't accomplished.
For the most part the things that I set out to do this summer I have a done. My garden produced more vegetables than I can eat or even give away. The flowers this year were bountiful. My marriage is stronger and my relationship with my wife is better than ever. I have let my artistic side out and my drawing is much more free. My writing is getting better though I still have a hard writing about my day to day life and my emotions. This post seems wooden and stilted. I do much better when I'm ranting about the ill logic and silliness of the society in which we live.
Truth is I don't like examining my emotions or making them public. I'd much rather feel sorry for myself and not ask why. And definitely not share my unhappiness or fear with anyone. And not do anything to change it.
I'm learning to let the world in. And let the frightened little boy out.
Thanks for listening.
OWL
Sept. 16, 2007
Monday, September 3, 2007
SPQR
Deodorants, perfumes, antiseptics and air fresheners are contributing to the decline of western civilization.
Interesting thesis but can I make the argument to back it up?
In order to sell these products Proctor and Gamble, Reckitt Benckiser, S. C. Johnson & Son and other major corporations play on peoples subconscious fears. Especially the fear of being socially unacceptable. Is your breath bad? Does your house smell? Got B.O? These companies spend billions trying to convince us that not only do we have such problems but that such things are unnatural, unhealthy and offensive. And your friends won't tell you. That is if someone as disgusting as yourself has friends.
We have been taught from a very early age that odor is a bad word. If it smells it has gone bad. It needs to be thrown out, disinfected or at least covered up. And they have the products to do it. Deodorant for the underarms, mouthwash for the breath, air fresheners for the house, scented detergent for the laundry, air filters, ionisers, perfumes, colognes, breath mints, scented oils, scented candles and disinfectants with a fresh clean scent.
Never mind that what is called for is merely soap and water, clean air and sunshine. Besides where do you get clean air these days, it doesn't come in a can. Even if it smells fine to you someone else may be able to detect some foul emanation. So you best use something just in case.
These products work in several ways. They can neutralize the odor as stated in the commercial, cover up the smell with something stronger or deaden your sense of smell. Those products which neutralize odor often have the side effect of deadening your olfactory nerves and the cover ups cause olfactory fatigue.
Bombarded by harsh chemicals and artificial fragrances all day the chef goes into the kitchen without one of the essential tools of good cooking. A keen sense of smell. Unable to use the nose cook relies on taste.
Of course, as we learned in grammar school, taste buds distinguish only four favors. Sweet, salty, sour and bitter. Sugar and salt are used to give flavor to food stuffs that are perceived to be bland. Or to meals that really are bland. Hardly matters because that is all the family can discern anyway. Loaded up with sugar and salt menus become monotonous. Lacking variety dinner taste like lunch, dessert and breakfast are as one. Meal time becomes a chore, a necessary routine, something to be gotten through quickly so we can all get back to our separate corners and our electronic friends. No one lingers at the table. Dinner conversation becomes a thing of the past, only seen in old movies or corny "family oriented" sit-coms. Eating while standing at the counter becomes acceptable, Taco Bell for breakfast starts to seem like a good idea. Eating while driving, which doesn't let you concentrate on driving or enjoy your meal, is common even though it interferes with "texting". Young people turn to premarital sex or experimentation with street drugs and alcohol to replace the feelings of connectedness and pleasure that are missing at mealtime.
Studies have shown that children who sit at the table with their parents during dinner get better grades in school and have fewer social problems than those who don't. Couples that share their thoughts and feelings at supper are less likely to break up. Families that eat together stay together. For many of us the evening gathering to break bread is the only time the whole family is together on a regular basis. Take that away and the fabric of the nuclear family starts to unravel.
As we are often reminded by conservatives the family is the essential building block of our society. (Yep they get it right sometimes but then so do the democrats.) Broken homes lead to broken laws and social disarray.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
W.B. Yeats - The Second Coming
OWL
Sept. 4, 2007
Interesting thesis but can I make the argument to back it up?
In order to sell these products Proctor and Gamble, Reckitt Benckiser, S. C. Johnson & Son and other major corporations play on peoples subconscious fears. Especially the fear of being socially unacceptable. Is your breath bad? Does your house smell? Got B.O? These companies spend billions trying to convince us that not only do we have such problems but that such things are unnatural, unhealthy and offensive. And your friends won't tell you. That is if someone as disgusting as yourself has friends.
We have been taught from a very early age that odor is a bad word. If it smells it has gone bad. It needs to be thrown out, disinfected or at least covered up. And they have the products to do it. Deodorant for the underarms, mouthwash for the breath, air fresheners for the house, scented detergent for the laundry, air filters, ionisers, perfumes, colognes, breath mints, scented oils, scented candles and disinfectants with a fresh clean scent.
Never mind that what is called for is merely soap and water, clean air and sunshine. Besides where do you get clean air these days, it doesn't come in a can. Even if it smells fine to you someone else may be able to detect some foul emanation. So you best use something just in case.
These products work in several ways. They can neutralize the odor as stated in the commercial, cover up the smell with something stronger or deaden your sense of smell. Those products which neutralize odor often have the side effect of deadening your olfactory nerves and the cover ups cause olfactory fatigue.
Bombarded by harsh chemicals and artificial fragrances all day the chef goes into the kitchen without one of the essential tools of good cooking. A keen sense of smell. Unable to use the nose cook relies on taste.
Of course, as we learned in grammar school, taste buds distinguish only four favors. Sweet, salty, sour and bitter. Sugar and salt are used to give flavor to food stuffs that are perceived to be bland. Or to meals that really are bland. Hardly matters because that is all the family can discern anyway. Loaded up with sugar and salt menus become monotonous. Lacking variety dinner taste like lunch, dessert and breakfast are as one. Meal time becomes a chore, a necessary routine, something to be gotten through quickly so we can all get back to our separate corners and our electronic friends. No one lingers at the table. Dinner conversation becomes a thing of the past, only seen in old movies or corny "family oriented" sit-coms. Eating while standing at the counter becomes acceptable, Taco Bell for breakfast starts to seem like a good idea. Eating while driving, which doesn't let you concentrate on driving or enjoy your meal, is common even though it interferes with "texting". Young people turn to premarital sex or experimentation with street drugs and alcohol to replace the feelings of connectedness and pleasure that are missing at mealtime.
Studies have shown that children who sit at the table with their parents during dinner get better grades in school and have fewer social problems than those who don't. Couples that share their thoughts and feelings at supper are less likely to break up. Families that eat together stay together. For many of us the evening gathering to break bread is the only time the whole family is together on a regular basis. Take that away and the fabric of the nuclear family starts to unravel.
As we are often reminded by conservatives the family is the essential building block of our society. (Yep they get it right sometimes but then so do the democrats.) Broken homes lead to broken laws and social disarray.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
W.B. Yeats - The Second Coming
OWL
Sept. 4, 2007
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