Long Time Ago

I was assigned to Electronics Technician school in 1961 after Navy boot camp. The training was scheduled for 38 weeks, and each week covered some specific aspect of electronics – the state of the art in the early 1960s.

Somewhere in the middle of that training was a week on vacuum tubes, which were soon to be obsoleted by transistors. That week’s instructor was a Chief Petty Officer whose temperament was a bit hot at times. I would ask dumb questions and he would give terse answers. Once, a question from me caused him to throw the piece of chalk which lived in his right hand against the wall, pieces flying everywhere.

 

On Friday, I made the highest grade in the class on the vacuum tubes test. Chief Whatsisname was so pissed! 

 

I had to pass the weekly exam in order to advance to the next subject. Failing the exam meant re-taking the same subject next week, i.e. flunking. We called it getting your cherry broke. Mine never did get broken (insert your own joke here).

 

Sailors were issued 3 kinds of uniforms: Dress Blues, Dress Whites, and dungarees. In ET School we all wore dungarees. And a name badge. Instructors didn’t have to memorize student names, and they didn’t give 2 shits about first names – only last. My name badge probably said HYDE, GP (this was long before my name changed). The badge was part of my uniform.

 

Somewhere around Week 30 a few of us were sufficiently emboldened to personalize our name badges by drawing a red cherry prominently on the white badge. We all knew that unauthorized alteration of a Navy uniform was a punishable offense, but we did it and the powers that be (and there were many) let it slide. The cherry was a source of pride.

 

Some years later, I would step over the Navy’s behavior lines while thinking “What are they going to do – send me to Vietnam?” But that was later.

Common Sense

We have all heard someone say "Well that guy has no common sense."

OK, so what is common sense?

My mother, who has gone to meet her maker, and who would not ever be included in the Top Billion Wisest People list, had a saying, "[insert name here] doesn't have enough sense to come in out of the rain." 

I am not on that list either, but I long ago rejected my mother's definition and continued my search for a better one. Someone who did make the list suggested this definition:

Common Sense, defined: Practical and generally applicable problem solving skills derived from a broad base of real-world knowledge and critical thinking skills.

Adopting the definition above seems reasonable to me. Until and unless someone can show me a better one.

Not that it means anything, but sometimes I don't come in out of the rain.

Coincidence?

Michelangelo died in 1564. That same year, William Shakespeare was born.

What if Michelangelo was reincarnated as Shakespeare? That would make sense, given the creativity embodied in each of those dudes.

Or it could be coincidence. But I doubt it. History just doesn't work that way.

I should know - I have a high school diploma.

For One Minority, a Bias That's Just So Not Right

This is not my musing.

Breaking my custom, I present Bill O'Brian's editorial from the Washington Post, Aug 13, 2006:

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Thirty years ago today, a movement was born: Aug. 13 was declared International Left-Handers Day.

As a rights campaign for lefties -- surely America's only remaining uncoddled interest group -- it has been an anemic crusade at best. The date was selected because it was not yet a holiday and happened to be Friday the 13th in 1976. The organization that started the movement is defunct. For whatever reason, the 10 percent of us who are left-handed have not taken up the mantle. The 90 percent of you who are right-handed have remained cruelly oblivious to the plight of your oppressed brothers and sisters.

Rampant cultural biases have imbued us with the notion that left equals bad. The English word "sinister," for example, is derived from the Latin for "left-hand side." In French, gauche means left and, of course, awkward, clumsy and socially unrefined. Being out in left field is not good, and neither is having two left feet. Left-handedness has long been associated with Satanic influences and witchcraft. In the Bible, the blessed are always sitting at the right hand of God, never the left.

Then there are the practical biases, a regular source of inconvenience, frustration and, sometimes, peril to left-handers. Try opening a can of tuna with a manual can opener using your left hand -- your arms will be crossed, and you're likely to cut yourself on the lid. Try using a grapefruit knife with your left hand -- the blade's contour and serration will be backward until you adjust. Hold a measuring cup with your left hand -- the non-metric fractional amounts will be facing unhelpfully away from you.

Think: circular saws, drill presses, chain saws, surgical instruments, firearms and holsters. All designed primarily for righties.

Toilet paper dispensers are virtually always on the right, as are the handles on most water fountains. The important controls, including the stick shift, in most cars outside the British Isles, India and Japan can be reached easily only with the right hand. Computer keyboards are made for righties -- even though Bill Gates is  left-handed. Crossword puzzles are designed so that the clues are easily accessible to righties. Lefties have to lift their writing hand and reorient themselves each time they fill in an answer. Go to today's Magazine and try it for yourself. And they say The Washington Post is "left-leaning." I don't think so.

Classrooms can be truly exasperating for lefties, what with those arm-contorting, wrist-wrenching desks, three-ring binders and spiral notebooks built for right-handed writers. Sports equipment for a lefty -- especially a baseball catcher's mitt -- is often hard to find.

So, to left-handers across this great nation, I say: Don't be left out. Your fate is in your (left) hands. Assert your rights. Stop adapting to the hardships foisted upon you!

To the right-handed majority, I say: Feel our pain. Recognize that your handism can be ugly. We lefties are not asking for a handout, just for some respect and a helping hand.

In the meantime, let us take a moment to celebrate a select few men and women, who -- according to news accounts, published biographies and lists compiled by researchers -- are generally believed to be left-handed.

· Musicians Eminem, 50 Cent, Kurt Cobain, Paul McCartney, Wynton Marsalis, Paul Simon (yes, he plays guitar right-handed) and Jimi Hendrix (who, from age 12, played re-strung right-handed guitars upside down).

· Actors and entertainers Oprah Winfrey, Jay Leno, Jon Stewart, Whoopi Goldberg, Ben Stiller, Jerry Seinfeld, Matt Groening (and Bart Simpson), Diane Keaton, Julia Roberts, Robert De Niro, Keanu Reeves, Sarah Jessica Parker, Lisa Kudrow, Angelina Jolie, Robert Redford, Goldie Hawn, Morgan Freeman, Nicole Kidman, Tom Cruise, and, especially, W.C. Fields, who said, "If the left side of your brain controls the right side of your body, and the right side of your brain controls the left side of your body, then left-handed people must be the only ones in their right minds."

· Artists and innovators Henry Ford, Ben Franklin, Isaac Newton, M.C. Escher, Michelangelo, Raphael and Leonardo da Vinci.

· Queen Victoria, Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother, Queen Elizabeth II, Prince Charles, Prince William and the United Kingdom as a whole for being so automotively correct.

· Presidents James Garfield, Herbert Hoover, Harry Truman, Gerald Ford, Ronald Reagan, George H.W. Bush and Bill Clinton. With a particular nod to Bush, Clinton and Ross Perot, who made the 1992 election campaign all lefty, all the time.

Of course we lefties must acknowledge that some of our own have been seriously bad actors, including the lefty of all leftists, Fidel Castro, who, like me, was born on Aug. 13, International Left-Handers Day.

We may detest the iron-fisted manner in which Castro has maintained dictatorial control over the Cuban people since 1959. But, as a fellow left-hander, I'm willing to say: Happy 80th birthday, comrade. Long live the (anatomical) left.

What If...

Joe Biden took office at the age of 78. He did the math. He’d be 82 at the end of his first term, 86 at the end of his second. He decided that winning a 2^nd term at 82 would be a long shot, and he set his sights on being the best president he could be – for one term. But he knew that a public recognition of his being a one-term president came with risks, so he kept that to himself. He acted as though he would run for another term, and planned an exit from the race late in the game. Joe continued to be a confident world leader, but he faltered spectacularly in the election campaign.

On purpose. He allowed his party to push him, kicking and screaming, aside. He ushered in a younger, harder-to-beat candidate.

 

Too far-fetched? Maybe. But maybe not. We have to acknowledge Joe Biden’s long history of political strategy. If that was Joe’s plan from the get-go in 2021, it was executed brilliantly.

Extremism

Our subdivision has one way in, one way out. Out is Des Peres Road, and you can go left or right, but left is most common. Construction has started on a new roundabout to the left, so I was prepared to use caution going that way. Caution meaning extra diligence, going a bit slower, looking around more, things like that.

 

USE EXTRA CAUTION blared the sign. I could see right away that caution was not good enough – EXTRA CAUTION was going to be required.

 

I was mentally and physically prepared to use caution, but EXTRA CAUTION caught me inadequately prepared.

 

Make a U-turn and get geared up for EXTRA CAUTION, I thought.

 

I’ve arrived back home safely, and locked all the doors and windows. Shades pulled, lights off, cell phone on Silent. Looking. Listening. So far, no threats have presented themselves. 

 

If this cocoon I’m in lasts another few hours, it will be dark outside and I’ll go back out using EXTRA CAUTION. At least that’s the current plan. I’ll become an extremist.

Fiber-Optic OhMyGodism

 

I have no clue who/what "The Verge" is, but they have written an online exposé about the many cables crisscrossing the oceans -- cables that literally keep the world running. My god, there are so many of them, and my god, there is a ton of maintenance required to keep them working!

My interest in the subject has been sharpened by a lifetime of electrical maintenance and a shorter experience aboard ships at sea. But if I had neither of those, I think I'd still be intrigued by the Verge's article.

People in general eat online information in small bites only. This particular article is a big bellyful, but it won't put you to sleep.

https://www.theverge.com/c/24070570/internet-cables-undersea-deep-repair-ships