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  • LAX

    We make it to Los Angeles in a relatively good shape. We made back the 20 minutes that we lost leaving late from JFK, and the landing was pretty soft. However, my tail bone is just killing me. We’re hungry, but the only two food choices at the terminal are Burger King and Chili’s. P- decides that the answer is to ask the See’s Candies lady, who recommends the Chili’s hands down.

    The wait for tables was really too much – we were able to squeeze in at the bar. P- got a chicken breast dish that she thought was going to be a wrap, but was actually on a roll. I got the Phily Cheese Steak, which was actually quite good, except the guy sitting to my left, who was obviously inebriated, coughed into my dish. At least I had finished the sandwich ahead of time.

    Onward to Honolulu….

  • Lateness of the morning

    The phone rings at 5 am in the morning. It’s car service. “Can you be picked up in 5 minutes?” No way, we just woke up 5 minutes ago and the appointed time is 5:30. There’s no way we can be ready by then. We hurriedly wash up and get down stairs by 5:30 on the dot.

    And we wait. And we wait. And we wait for 10 minutes to eternity.

    The driver makes a quick turn from the opposite side, and then a U right in front of us. “Sorry I was late, I was on the wrong street.” He calls in our ride and the dispatcher says 10 dollars extra – we were late. I tell the driver that he had to tell him he was late, which he did , and he got the fare knocked back down.

    After a mad-cap ride careening through the Grand Central that only New York cab drivers can pull off, we make it to the brand new Terminal 9 at JFK. American Airlines’ new domestic terminal looks a lot like Terminal 4 (the one in Tom Hanks “The Terminal” movie). Sterile, but much, much better than the old terminal. The only down side is that there are a lot more gates, so that means a lot more walking, if your gate happens to be number 42.

    The plane is 20 minutes late departing because it got in late from LAX, and we know we’re not getting food on board (all the carriers are going to a free liquids-only diet, $3 for a snack box, $5 for the emergency K rations with bizzare combos like “ham and cream cheese on a cini-raisin panini”) so we get the Au Bon Pain egg mcmuffin on a bagel contraptions. Never had a jalepeno bagel before, but it was actually pretty good.

    The on-board entertainment was “October Sky”, which I never heard about, and the usual CBS shows. They finally smartened up and got Phil from the Amazing Race to host the on-board videos, which included a behind the scenes clip from the production staff. According to the piece, they have 25 camera crews and nearly 2,000 on the ground staff members around the world following the teams, who have to go between 30,000 and 75,000 miles within 28 to 34 days. The guy that has to race the hardest is actually Phil, who has to get to every road block to shoot the stand-up explainations, and then get to the Pit Stop before the racers get there themselves.

  • Halloween!

    President Bush has nominated Judge Sam Allito to replace J. O’Connor. Well, we’ll see. But, when your opposition’s nickname for you is “Scalito” (or “Scalia-Lite”), what are we supposed to say?

    Pluto has more moons. Cool. So, if one moon is Charon, what will the others be called? See, I figure like this: Pluto was the god of the underworld; Charon was the man who led the boat down the underworld’s river. There’s the River Styx; Persephone was Pluto’s wife for six months of the year. Or, we could always go with Goofy and Donald or something.

  • The Last Weekend of October, or Halloween’s Eve

    Hmm, interesting story: due to concerns of the extinction of the beluga, beluga caviar is going to be banned. So, I guess you better eat while you can. (well, not like I eat that stuff). But, there’s almost a cost-benefit analysis – give up your luxury to save a species. Eat other kinds of caviar. Or just don’t eat caviar. (okay, so I have no appreciation for it; forgive me).

    The story on George Takei, the former Mr. Sulu of Star Trek. Coincidentally, the story comes on the heels of WNBA star Sheryl Swoopes’s story. Society’s going to take some time in dealing with its views of masculinity, femininity, and sexuality and correlations to Hollywood and sports (where men aren’t men unless they’re “men,” and women aren’t women unless they’re “women” … ok, I’m simplifying way too much), plus I’m thinking that the nexus of race, gender, and sexual orientation must be very interesting too. It’s a complicated world, to say the least.

    The wonderful world of comics:

    “Mary Worth” ended one storyline last week (ending it with Mary’s friend leaving town for a new and more optimistic life, and Mary and her boyfriend, Dr. Jeff, spouting annoying aphorisms, as usual) with a curiously interesting one (okay, so I’m a sucker for the angsty romantic storylines of “Mary Worth” more than that recent storyline of “I lost my adult daughter in a fatal car accident, and I’ll go back to drinking and I can’t function until my long-lost cousin invites me to help him run the family business, but I still haven’t resolved my man-hating problem because my husband left me years ago…”). 😉

    Anyway, so this week, Mary’s neighbor, Wilbur Weston, who writes a “Dear Wendy” advice column (he’s pretending to be “Wendy,” but he’s just this pudgy middle aged divorced guy), receives a letter from an unhappily married woman. Unhappily Married Woman needs help, because her workaholic husband doesn’t want to go to marriage counseling. They’ve no kids to tie them down either. In today’s comics, since whatever the couple has tried hasn’t worked, Wilbur’s thinking about advising them to consider the final option of “moving on” (thinking of his previous experience anyway). His college-age daughter Dawn comes home and hears him out. She seems to disagree with him, but ruefully concedes that “You’re the expert on matters of the heart, not me.”

    I liked that last panel of the close-up of Dawn and her one liner, since it harkens back to her rather failed romance wherein her sort-of boyfriend, Forrest “Woody” Hills (get it?), had to be sent to the mental illness facility, because he went bonkers after finishing his dissertation (you had to feel bad for her, especially when her relationship with Woody was strangely cute (she drafted him, an eccentric grad student, in her scheme to get her father out of dating a gold-digging woman)).

    “Judge Parker” comic strip – This week, Judge Parker’s son, Randy, got dumped by his fiancee, Mimi, due to a differences in religion (or cult or what, I don’t know – Mimi appears to be head of some organization that seems much too much like Scientology or something). For a young lawyer who appears to have some brains, it never occurred to Randy that a flighty blonde girl named “Mimi” might not be someone with whom you’d settle down? (although, it appears that the comic writers are headed in the direction of letting Randy consider the attraction of the firm’s temp secretary, another flighty blonde – who had just been recruited by the… CIA? Geez, Randy.).

    In today’s edition, Randy’s boss (or law firm partner?) Sam Driver has just returned from Mexico (having gotten their firm’s office manager Gloria out of corrupt Mexican jail). On the ride home from the airport, he learns that his adopted daughter, high school senior Neddy, got a new boyfriend during her summer in California. Abby, his wife, tells him that Neddy wants them to meet Bob, who’ll be coming to their place (flying in from California) tomorrow. The last panel shows Sam totally stunned – wide eyes and frozen. Geez, Sam, it’s not like Neddy never brought home a boyfriend before (or maybe he’s just stunned that so much was thrown at him so fast). Pity the poor father of two teenagers and a law firm that’s somehow in operations while he was dealing with archeological pilferers in Mexico (not to mention Mexico’s rather corrupt criminal justice system and mindless bailiffs).

    Today’s a “Doonesbury” Sunday rerun, (from last year, and I remembered thinking it was funny then too) – Mike Doonesbury’s friend/ex-business partner, Bernie, explains how his nephew, Zig (who hasn’t been seen yet, but sounds like a hilarious kid), has learned how to make outsourcing work for him in his “systems analyst” job:

    Bernie: “Every night [Zig] e-mails a day of work to this wicked smart engineer in Bombay. The next morning, the completed work is sitting in his mailbox. [Bernie smiling proudly:] Zig pays the engineer a third of his salary and, is now looking for a second job!”

    Mike [stunned]: “Wow… that’s impressive… [Mike glancing at Bernie:] And his boss hasn’t caught on?”

    Bernie, deadpanned: “No, every few weeks Zig has the engineer screw up.”

    Hehehe. I’d almost say that this trumps the Sunday edition of 10/16/05, wherein young Jeff Redfern of Walden College gets a reminder from his roommate Zipper (yeah, Garry Trudeau’s going to have to start giving his characters original names). Zipper wisely tells Jeff of how Alex Doonesbury (Mike’s daughter who’s going on her college tour and therefore visiting Walden) is Jeff’s half-niece and therefore a no-no for Jeff’s dating purposes (geez, Jeff, you need Zipper to tell you that?!) (Zipper: “Can you date a half-niece? Aren’t there genetic implications? I’d go slow, dude!”).

    Enjoying your hour back yet? Daylight savings is done for the rest of the year.

  • Thursday into Friday

    So, the whole big news of the day: Harriet Miers, Supreme Court nominee, withdrew. On the one hand, we could see it coming. She didn’t look like quality; she may be a good lawyer, but she wasn’t the epitome of a nominee. The Right Wingers had to be reassured by the White House’s tack of “She’s a conservative,” but evidentally, not quite (which scared the hell out of the Right Wingers). The Democrats could only stand back, and it means what? No one defended Miers on a substantive sense. And, now she’s out. It felt bad, because this means what, exactly – that we’re going to face a true conservative nominee to placate the Right Wingers? It’s making me nervous, I daresay. I have yet to read the analyses on-line or the newspapers, but it looks like we’re back to the drawing board in terms of watching the White House pick who again. The bright side in this is that at least Sandra Day O’Connor is still in the Court.

    The White House is supposed to be busy anyway.

    The latest “Doonesbury” continues to be amusing (or sad, if you want to think of it in another way), as J.J. continues to demonstrate how very much out of her teenager’s life she really is. J.J. wants to contribute to helping Alex decide on what college to apply, but didn’t even realize that her daughter is a geek. Alex has been a pioneer in the Internet, with patents and plans to go to a tech-inclined school, which Mike, the dad who supported this in the first place by having gone on-line all those years ago, is fully aware. J.J. didn’t even realize when Alex already took the SAT’s? Geez, J.J. is turning out so much worse than her own mom (Joanie got her act together and got her life in neater terms, with her career as a D.C. lawyer; J.J. probably had no sense to pull herself together).

    And, Doonesbury had to pull its storyline for next week, in light of the lack of Harriet Miers hearings. Aww…

  • Wednesday

    The passing of Civil Rights icon, Rosa Parks.

    The passing of the NY Giants owner/football industry icon, Wellington Mara. Check out the Associated Press coverage – at least Mara got to enjoy the winning game on Sunday.

    The latest Doonesbury storyline: Mike Doonesbury is taking his daughter, Alex, on the college tours. MIT, Cornell, Rensselaer, and… Walden? J.J., Alex’s mom, points out that this isn’t the ideal college. Alex figures it’s her safety school, and she’s a legacy (since Mike is an alumnus and so was, I believe, J.J.’s mom). Understandably, Mike gets outraged with his ex wife’s underwhelming reaction to Alex’s intention to apply to Walden. J.J. points out that even he took Walden off his resume. Mike weakly rebuts with “Well, it was years ago…” Walden, hardly the best college in North America. (ironically, it was originally Yale, since Garry Trudeau was using his alma mater as the home of his characters back when his characters were in a college newspaper).

    I watched a bit of “Prison Break” on Monday night – goodness, is the actor Wentworth Miller (as the Prison Break mastermind Michael) a cutie or what? (umm, never mind – but I get all happy when he’s on the screen 😉 ah, well…). Michael’s teenage nephew, L.J., is heading into more serious trouble, as the Evil Secret Service guy is after him (and had killed off L.J.’s mom and stepdad; geez, Michael, do you realize how much deep shit your family’s in because your brother/L.J.’s dad is on Death Row?). Crazy and hard to stomach tv.

  • Sea change in attitude

    The leader meter

    I remember 20+ years ago that the results of this would be a bit of an impossibility to consider. My how things have changed. And I’m alive to see it!

  • Flood of Dreams

    It’s officially a Nor’easter tonight. Wilma + Tropical Storm Alpha = a lot of wind and rain.

    Medium today was quite good – psychic vs. psychic. When does Patricia Arquette actually have a good dream?

    Comedy news is now officially more effective than major news outlets. The embattled NY Times dubbed The Coubert Report (pronounced “Co-bear Ra-por”), a spinoff of The Daily Show, as not “too much of a good thing”. CNN’s Lou Dobbs was Coubert’s guest today. He cited overseas outsourcing and illegal immigration as the country’s biggest problems today. Coubert pointed out that if you outsourced the jobs that the illegal immigrants wanted, you would solve both problems; Dobbs yielded in defeat.

    John Hodgman, of Little Grey Book Lecture fame, has put out a bizarre book called The Areas of My Expertise. I like reading the Old Farmer’s Almanac, with its tables of sunrise, sunset, weather forcasts, and random articles of practical knowledge. Here, Hodgman has created an almanac where you have to be always on your guard against what is true, what is entirely fabricated, and what is some persnickity, clever twist that comes out of left field. All of which have very limited practicality, unless you are Buffy the Vampire Slayer, a Yale grad, or someone in need of cultural references. “Lycanthropic Transformation Timetables” adorn the beginning of each chapter, in case you were wondering how much time you had to flee before a human would turn into a beast at the sight of the moon. 700 hobo names. Classes of dramatic situations, including “man vs. man”, “man vs. nature”, and “man vs. cyborg”. The combinations of omens and potents that would bring about Ragnarok, aka Swedish Armageddon. You get the idea. Hysterical, if you can deal with a cross between British humour and David Eggers. If not, you will find it insanely bewildering.

    In all seriousness, Rosa Parks, who sparked the modern civil rights movement for not sitting in the back of the bus, passed away at 92. For all of us dreamers, you have our thanks.

  • Monday

    Interesting article – the White House doesn’t want another Souter. Personally, I just don’t think Justice Souter is such a bad guy and I liked how this article indicated that there were clues that Souter’s jurisprudence wasn’t based on conservatism, but that George Bush’s folks didn’t seem to see it:

    President George H.W. Bush never knew Souter; he relied on his chief of staff, former New Hampshire Gov. John Sununu, to vouch for his fellow New Hampshirite’s conservative credentials. Sununu’s perception of Souter, whose constitutional paper trail was skimpy and who was viewed as the ultimate stealth candidate, was apparently blurry as well. [….]

    It is an article of faith among doctrinaire conservatives that the Souter nomination was a bait-and-switch operation by the first Bush administration. But was it? There are many who watched Souter’s 1990 confirmation hearings, including his mentor and champion for the Court, former New Hampshire Republican Sen. Warren Rudman, who say his Supreme Court record is entirely in keeping with his Senate confirmation hearings.

    “I’ve never figured that one out,” says Rudman, now a partner in the D.C. office of Paul, Weiss, Rifkind, Wharton & Garrison. “Anyone who ever listened to his testimony would know that he was a judge in the model of [John Marshall] Harlan or [Felix] Frankfurter. He certainly wasn’t in the mold of a real conservative.”

    That’s not how John Sununu sees it. “Souter is absolutely different from what Souter and Souter supporters represented he was, not only during the vetting process but during his whole career,” says Sununu, in a telephone interview from Salem, N.H., where he is an engineering consultant.

    “There is no question in my mind that [then-White House Counsel] C. Boyden Gray and [then-White House Associate Counsel] Lee Otis, both of them die-hard conservatives, vetted Souter’s credentials,” Sununu says. “All the questions were asked of Souter relative to the interpretation of the Constitution. They probed around specific issues as much as was perceived to be good custom. And every answer was indicative of what the president wanted. Everybody is disappointed, and with all due respect to those who were not, they were part of the deception.”

    Gray, who has recently been nominated as U.S. ambassador to the European Union, declined to comment. Otis could not be reached.

    That Souter was not the man Sununu had portrayed to conservatives was most vividly illustrated just two years after he was confirmed, when Souter co-authored, along with Justices Anthony Kennedy and Sandra Day O’Connor, one of three plurality opinions in Planned Parenthood v. Casey. That case, which conservatives had dearly hoped would overturn Roe v. Wade, instead reaffirmed it while imposing a new, “undue burden” standard to determine an abortion law’s legality.

    Says Tinsley Yarbrough, a Souter biographer and political science professor at East Carolina University: “Souter was the key person writing that part of the opinion emphasizing the need to stand by precedent, especially when there’s public opposition.”

    But that was only the beginning. Souter, says Edward Whelan, head of the Ethics and Public Policy Center in Washington and a former clerk to Justice Antonin Scalia, “has been wrong virtually every time in closely contested cases of constitutional law.”

    Still, if Souter’s White House vetting was problematic, his confirmation hearings were revealing. Mark Gitenstein, former chief counsel to then Senate Judiciary Committee Chairman Joseph Biden, D-Del., says he remembers Biden quizzing Souter about how he would determine fundamental rights under the 14th Amendment. “The answer is, we cannot, as a matter of definition at the beginning of our inquiry, narrow the acceptable evidence to the most narrow evidence possible,” Souter said.

    That broad standard, and Souter’s expansive statements about unenumerated rights, reassured the Delaware Democrat. Says Gitenstein, “I remember talking to Biden and Biden said, ‘I have to vote for him as a result of that answer.’”

    Souter cleared the Judiciary Committee on Sept. 27, 1990, with Sen. Edward Kennedy, D-Mass., the only dissenting vote. He was confirmed by the full Senate 90-9.

    Another former Senate Judiciary Committee staffer, a Republican whose current job doesn’t allow him to talk on the record, also has a vivid recollection of the hearings, especially when Souter was asked to list the high court’s most important cases. “He specifically highlighted Baker v. Carr,” says the former Judiciary staffer, referring to a 1962 case that ruled that legislative redistricting cases could be heard by the courts under the equal protection clause of the 14th Amendment.

    “And I remember telling my Democratic colleagues, ‘I don’t know what you’re so worried about. I don’t think Souter’s going to be Bill Brennan.’” Souter’s citing of that case, says the former staffer, “told me that this is not a guy who is at intellectual war with the left. Of course, I had no idea he’d turn out as liberal as he did, but he was definitely not a [Robert] Bork or a Scalia.”

    It wasn’t just at the hearings that Souter made clear his centrist thinking. His 200 or so opinions, written during a 12-year stint on the Superior Court of New Hampshire and the New Hampshire Supreme Court, and during his months as a judge on the 1st U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals, also made that evident.

    “Conservatives have been saying, ‘No more Souters, no more Souters,’” notes University of Chicago law professor David Strauss, who was a special counsel to the Senate Judiciary Committee during Souter’s confirmation hearings.

    “But I read all of Souter’s lower court decisions, and I predicted at the time of the hearings, in an internal memo, that Souter wouldn’t vote to overturn Roe,” says Strauss, who was then working for Biden. “If you read his opinions and ask yourself, how does this guy approach judging? Souter doesn’t just say he’ll go by precedent — precedent orients his legal universe.”

    Strauss’ view is not shared by everyone, however. According to one former high-ranking official from the first Bush administration active in judicial vetting, the problem with Souter’s judicial opinions was that they were not the types of cases that test broad constitutional principles. “They were pretty garden-variety type of issues,” he notes. [….]

    Sorry that Sununu felt that he was “deceived.” But, I don’t think Souter really intentionally presented himself other than what he was – a personally conservative sort (by nature) who wasn’t going to be closed-minded (another sort of conservative, and certainly not attractive) or ideological or “political” when he’s supposed to be, well, judicial. If you’re looking for a Right Wing Conservative, well, that just isn’t acceptable to me (and jeez, if Senator Joe Biden (D-Del) likes you and voted for you, what does that tell you about you?). And, say that it was a bait-and-switch – well, I just never bought the idea that George H.W. Bush was that convincing a Right Winger, despite any overtures to them. I just don’t think he hates Souter as much as the Right Wingers do, and maybe he didn’t really want to pick a Right Winger for the Supreme Court (I mean, isn’t that what Thomas is there for?), or maybe the Right Wingers are overdoing with the hating. Or the reality is, you just never know what you’re going to get until a few years pass and then you’ll see what your justice is…

    Seeing old reruns of “Calvin and Hobbes” in the comics has been nice, even if it’s just done to publicize the new Calvin and Hobbes book. So, where is Bill Waterson, the creator of Calvin and Hobbes? Well, apparently, now that he doesn’t need the money, he’s enjoying his art as he intended, and is reclusive (or just enjoying life outside the public eye; human behavior is in the eye of the beholder). Hey, I guess as long as he and his family are happy, who are we to complain? I guess.

    This article in last week’s Time magazine is soo cool! Our solar system is so strange – so, maybe Pluto isn’t really a planet (but more like the lead planetoid of the Kuiper belt) and maybe there are more planets beyond Pluto (including, but not limited to, “Xena,” Sedna, and others) – or, at least as William Grimes put it, in his review of a book on the solar system, Dava Sobel’s “The Planets”:

    What about Pluto, that little scamp at the far end of the solar system? It’s a problem. It achieved planetary status when astronomers sensed a certain something pulling at Uranus and Neptune. Originally, it was assumed that Planet X was 10 times Earth’s mass. Since being discovered in 1930, Pluto has had its size downgraded drastically, to the specklike dimensions it has today, about 1,500 miles in diameter and a mass only two-thousandths of Earth’s. Then, in 1989, Voyager 2 erased Pluto’s reason for being. It found that Neptune and Uranus actually balanced each other’s orbital anomalies, and there was no need to posit a ninth planet.

    Ms. Sobel comes up with a happy ending. In the 1990’s, astronomers discovered all sorts of Pluto-like bodies in the Kuiper Belt, a doughnut-shaped zone that extends outward from Neptune to a distance 50 times greater than the distance from the Earth to the Sun. So things are looking up for Pluto, which may have its best days ahead of it, not the last planet, perhaps, but as “the first citizen of a distant teeming shore.”