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Saturday, May 24, 2003
Get Your Gear On
A soggy Memorial Day weekend in New York, which feels less like May than late March. Fury the pug's going back to her real home today and we'll miss the ambient round-the-clock snoring -- she also sometimes snores when awake. Theo's puppy won't arrive for two more weeks, needing to put on a little more weight before the breeder in Pennsylvania will ship her out.
I'm shipping out for two days too, to help move David's sloop Blue from her winter quarters near Port of Egypt on the North Fork to her summer home on the western side of Shelter Island. Blue is a 13-meter LeComte North East 38 racing cruiser, built around 1969 in Jutphaas, Holland. (Jutphaas, on the Lek River, is probably not as beautiful as it sounds). It's only a few miles around Ram's Head to Coecles Harbor, but a lovely sail nevertheless -- out past the seine-rigged fishing boats in Greenport, past the ferries and past Bug Light into open water. It's not the ocean: Gardiner's Bay is well protected by Montauk and other islands. Then in through the narrow slot into Coecles. We'll time our entry for the rising tide to clear a sandbar by Red #10 in the inner harbor, then pick up a mooring with the boathook. Maybe sleep on board, but if so make sure we bring strong coffee.
A few ernes (or maybe they're ospreys) will already be in residence atop modified utility poles. Herons also love the reedy waters nearby. On a calm morning you may see someone out sculling, the blades leaving dragonfly rings in the water.
I don't get out on the water as much these days during summertime (and I didn't do any varnishing this winter), but I love this spring ritual: loading up bags of gear, hanking on the sails, fastening sheets and generally getting her ready for the season. Slow, deliberate movements. Checking everything over, stowing stuff in lockers. The creaks and the clangs of wood and wire, the first rumble of the Westerbecke diesel, the click-click of the winch ratchet during the hoist, the thunk of the sail filling, the swush and slap of the water along the hull when we turn the diesel off and lock the prop. We don't talk much, listening for these familiar sounds.
The trip back to the yard, usually in late September, is always a bit more melancholy, but just as enjoyable in its own way. It's a fall bonus if the tiny, tender, and resurgent Peconic Bay scallops are available (here's a few recipes). The season lasts only about two weeks, but they are so sweet you can eat them raw.
In some ways Shelter Island, so lushly green, is much more beautiful in this overcast drizzly weather than in it is during the summer months. A touch of damp cold in the morning really wakes you up.
To get your bearings (if the GPS isn't on), use the lights of Long Island.
Friday, May 23, 2003
Morrell's
If you're in the vicinity of Union Square and hungry...
When a restaurant offers a flight of three wine ice creams, diners get a pretty clear idea of where its priorities lie. But how could it be otherwise with Morrells, the second venture into restaurant territory by one of the city's most famous wine merchants?
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In From the Cold?
Saddam and family are living in a Baghdad suburb, apparently...:
U.S. officials in Washington had no comment. Uday Hussein, who is hiding in a Baghdad, Iraq suburb, wants to know what the charges against him will be, and the process for interrogation and custody, the person familiar with the discussions said. He is working through intermediaries. U.S. officials don't seem especially interested in cutting a deal, because they assume Uday will be caught sooner or later, the person said.... He is No. 3 on the coalition's most-wanted list, after his father and his brother, Qusay.What's all this about "choosing the safety of a a U.S. prison" (among the most dangerous in the industrialized world) anyway? WSJ's Jeffrey Walstrow is credited as contributor to this Yahoo story
Uday fears that Iraqi citizens will kill him if they find him, and may instead choose the safety of a U.S. prison, the person said, adding that Uday frequently changes his mind about surrendering...
Thursday, May 22, 2003
Relatively Speaking
The Einstein Show at the American Museum of Natural History, (although $15 for non-members), is the best example of explaining the theories of relativity and space-time to non-physicists I have seen in years. Combine it with the Hayden Planetarium and a gawk at the repainted (and now anatomically correct) blue whale for a fun afternoon.
And courtesy of the offbeat dutchbint:
Albert Einstein is on a train from Brighton to Bedford. After several stops in small towns, Einstein takes the conductor aside and asks "Excuse me, my good man, does London stop at this train?"Well, you had to be then to find it funny...
Flowing
Widely linked, (boingboing, flutterby, etc) but cool nevertheless, James Dyson's water sculpture gets top billing at Chelsea Flower Show. Of course, the English love their gardens way more than they do conceptual art, so this is totally the way to unveil it.
Now the $64K question: is it for sale as a one-of-a-kind art object or proof of concept for a must-have lawn accessory?
And talking of grass and slopes, the Famine Memorial (now undergoing refurbishment after a hard New York winter) is worth a visit -- stopped by on a bike tour of lower Manhattan last weekend with Theo.
Tuesday, May 20, 2003
Links and Oligarchies
I wonder whether to post a links column at left, but every time I get started I think: It'll just have all the same links as everyone else, so why bother? Does anyone still use 'em now? There is the reciprocal promotion angle to linking, of course, that two-edged thing which is at the center of the great "should Google offer a no-blog filter" question. But haven't search engines made front-page links kind of obsolete?
So I get this feeling of being back in high school: do I like something because it's inherently cool, or because other people I like think it is? And how many people can glom onto something before it becomes terminally uncool, anyway? I mean when you live on the Lower East Side, you gotta pay attention to things like "Can I wear a trucker cap today?" As the Fool says to King Lear: Oh, that way madness lies.
BIMBO, the "Blog Intelligent Moderation By Oligarchy", is UK host Mythic Beasts' program for sorting through topical blog stories, with human moderators (the soi-disant oligarchs) deciding on what makes the final cut. It's one alternative to Blogdex or Daypop Top 40, but BIMBO also features its "did not like" list, showing what their reviewers rejected, and why. One rejection footnote for an item called Eating reads "I'm not a foodie." Other sample nixes: [item] "...is incomprehensible (to me)" "...is content-free "...it's a weblog." Snarky, huh?
Most of the time I consult these indexes only to confirm my worst suspicion: i.e. that 95% of general-purpose bloggers are linking to the same 50 stories at any one time -- even in the UK, it would appear. (And I'm not excluding myself here). Yep, everyone's linked the NYT story on "Dating a blogger," and its popularity numbers are depressingly huge...Anyway, I appreciate BIMBO's showing us their sources and rules in the interests of transparency.
As for improving search-engine tools, I would like something that would sort query results by date of posting in some way, so one could trace the ur-form of a meme, quotation or other citation, the hierarchy in time, without having to wade through the original pages. Maybe it would be vulnerable to fakery and other tricks, but it might be made robust enough to help web-etymologists and others interested in precedence. I know of Jorn Barger's various timeline projects for dating , but what I have in mind would operate on a more micro level -- any ideas?
A Heartthrobbingly Modest Propsal:
Why not open a thousand-foot seam in the Earth's crust, fill it with molten iron and send down a robotic probe into the core? Since radio waves can't penetrate rock, communication with the basketball-sized probe would be by sound. A Times story on this project concludes:
"What I'm imagining is the solid throbs like a heart, pumping in and out and creating vibrations in the surrounding media, which then propagate to the earth's surface," [David J Stevenson] said. The 2.5-mile-long instruments that physicists have built to detect the cosmological rumblings known as gravitational waves could be adapted to hear the probe's faint sound signals, he said.It's that "of course, you'd have to be careful" part that gets me -- I guess what it means depends entirely on how he said it.
Scientists would also have to get regulators to sign off on a whopper of an environmental impact statement. To open the initial crack — about a thousand feet long, a thousand feet deep and at least four inches wide — would require energy equal to a few million tons of TNT, a magnitude-7 earthquake or a nuclear bomb. "Yes, of course, you'd have to be careful," Dr. Stevenson said.
But he said the effort would cost less than NASA has lavished on space exploration. "I think if it costs less than $10 billion, we should do it," Dr. Stevenson said.
Monday, May 19, 2003
Light up
A peculiar result of the Bloomberg ban on indoor smoking in NYC restaurants and bars: all those ultracool Lower East Side clubs & bars which deliberately avoid any exterior signage now have clusters of tobacco fiends lighting up in front of them. You just have to know what block they're on and head for the crowd.
Who Won the Culture Wars?
Frank Rich's essay Tupac's Revenge... is a surgical dissection of the GOP "moralist" Bill Bennett, explaining why he deserves public scorn: for his hypocrisy and cynical fear-mongering; for his contemptible attitude toward public funding for the arts; for the selectiveness exhibited in his chosen targets (ignoring the faults of political allies); for his relentless pandering to racism and homophobia. But the most interesting paragraph is the polemical last one:
To say that Mr. Bennett lost all his culture wars as decisively as he lost his $8 million would not be an overstatement. Hip-hop is the dominant youth culture of the land, and a number of its top acts, including Eminem and 50 Cent, are at Interscope. The entertainment companies Mr. Bennett testified against in Congress are bigger than ever. The federal humanities and arts endowments he helped maim are being supported, not undermined, by the Bush administration. Rick Santorum, spewing Bennettesque ignorance about gay people, seems to have disappeared into the Dr. Laura witness protection program. Larry David, whom Mr. Bennett attacked for a supposed "Christian-bashing" joke in 2000, is a smash hit on HBO. Mr. Bennett's afternoon talk-show nemesis, Jerry Springer, is not only still on the air but is contemplating running for the Senate. Should Mr. Bennett reemerge in public to campaign against him, Mr. Springer just might win.The culture wars over? Conservatives lost? Who knew?
Saturday, May 17, 2003
Quarantine or Panic?
The main effect of China's SARS outbreak on America thus far: a slowdown in business travel to Asia, (and cheap fares for those willing to go) and a temporary halt to the adoptions of Chinese infants. Now the Latest SARS Victim is Clothing Industry, due to fear of infection from fabrics, tanned hides, zippers or buttons, combined with the slowdown in travel noted above. Some 40% of America's clothing imports come from the Far East.
From personal observation, the main effect of SARS-phobia on New York's Chinatown is empty seats in normally packed dim sum parlors and restaurants. All of the above are quite impressive for a disease that has so far claimed fewer than a thousand lives worldwide.
Update: according the UK Gurdian's Victor Keegan (link courtesy F-Train) China's current annualized growth rate of 9% makes it a potential "engine of global economic recovery." But all bets are off if it can't export its goods due to fear of SARS, justified or not.