Going forward, all of the blogs will be found at http://respectfulempiricist.blogspot.com. Previously entries will be retained for one year and then removed permanently.
8/20/2020
Thursday, August 20, 2020
Friday, June 19, 2020
The spring season of 2020
Spring 2020 Its all about me
It has been a spring I've never
encountered before. Neither have you. Neither have any of the other 7
or so billion of people. The entire earth is in a quarantine. So I
have been posting a sporadic blog of how this virus affects me. I won't repeat those ideas
here.
I have been doing some day trips which
are less entertaining than before the quarantine because one of the
enjoyments of these trips is eating at little restaurants in out of
the way towns. However I have been going to where there are
waterfalls. I did make it out birding but not as much as normal. It
has been a cool and rainy spring for about half of the days. Not
today though. It is about 80 degrees and sunny so I went down to the
Columbia River for about an hour reading and basking. However, I
wrote about the seasons birding in another post.
The first trip was to Silver Creek
Falls in Oregon a bit east of Salem and about an hour and a half from
home. To get there I went about 30 miles on the tedious #205 which
wends through suburban and industrial Portland and on to #214, an
Oregon state road and from there it was a pleasant rural drive
through the Willamette Valley wine district. Since it was a valley
mountains could be seen in most directions but the land in the valley
is very flat. I got to Silverton, a small town about 15 miles from my
destination. It would have been the place to get that repast
described above were it any other time.
Actually it was early into a relaxation
of the quarantine imposed on us all and so bistros and diners were
open to small numbers and the local used book store open to one
customer at a time. This is not a pleasant experience for me so I
simply ambled about town for 15 or so minutes and then headed for the
falls.
The short few miles from Silverton on
#213 took us up into the foot hills of part of the Cascade range and
so was filled with sharp turns and winding roads which were
beautiful. Then it was to the falls and a walk of nearly 2 hours.
Canyon
The
State park is Oregon's largest so my walk only attended to a small
part of it. While I was near the top of the upper falls, I saw the
enormous chasm that you see above.
The
only falls that I reached were cascading into the gorge from around
100 feet above.
One of Silverton Creek Falls
A few days prior to my venture south to Silver Creek Falls I went to Lucia Falls where I have been to on several occasions. I actually went there by accident. I was looking for a new way to get to Salmon Creek and apparently got my directions disoriented and headed the wrong direction about 15 miles north of here. So I went to Plan B instead.
Plan B-Lucia Falls
This
week I went to Siouxon Falls in the Gifford Pinchot National Forest.
It was an incredible trip to take on a reasonably beautiful day. It
is a little less than 50 miles away and into the mountainous region
that includes Mt. St. Helens. Once I got out of the suburban area I
drove past these small county towns that I never had a reason to go
to. Once past Clark County it was pretty much farmland for a few
miles until I reached the foothills. The road narrowed which was not
an issue since there was no traffic. When I was about 5 miles from
the park, the road narrowed to one lane and drivers who met oncoming
traffic would have a very tiny margin of error to let each car pass.
A mistake of about 6 inches would be enough to send one or both cars
off the road and into the deep gully on each side of the street.
Anyway
the park is beautiful with the Douglas Fir trees looming a hundred
and a half feet high, creating a canopy that rendered the trails
dark, wet and lovely. I did not get to any of the falls up there as
the driving to get there and to get back home was far more than I had
allotted for this trip.
One branch of the Lewis
River (I think)
Some of the view a few
miles outside of the park.
In
between Chelalis and the park is a large area of land that has been
de-forested with unwanted lumber and scrap wood scattered about for
acres. It would seem that part of any arrangement that the lumber
industry had for cutting these areas would include a clean up but
apparently it doesn't. All of that scrap wood could easily be
re-cycled in many ways but rather, it just lays there.
That is
pretty much the extent of my travels.
I have
become “zoomed out” by the new way of communicating on line. I
have watched discussion panels (mostly concerning the Black Lives
Matter movement). The next one on deck right now is one on
Conspiracies and Cranks put on by the Center for Inquiry. These have
taken the place of any courses at the community college which of
course is currently closed.
Hopefully
the summer will be a season that reasonably allows for groups dining
together but maybe it won't.
Otherwise
I have spent much of this season reading books and catching up on the
vast number of articles amassed in order to read later. Without the
quarantine they would amass even more. I have cut them all down.
I
wonder how much life will be permanently changed as a result of this
quarantine. The entire earth has already made Jeff Bezos a far richer
man than he already was. Will technology like Zoom further erode our
being face to face with people? At the rate we are going it seems
that even more will be available to those with a laptop and a bed. As
more people have begun to tel-work will we see office complexes
closing for the lack of rentals?
I never
take my musings about the future very seriously but I still like to
do that. I also hope I can travel again during this next season.
As
usual I am cooking quite a bit. Actually in unusual
amounts. I had last eaten restaurant food on March
6th. I had my last beer at a pub on March 10th.
So I am cooking at home. I bought a smoker and have used that either
to slow smoke meats or vegetables. It functions like a stove in that
I can set it 350 degrees for an hour. That will take care of a whole
chicken and with a residual flavoring of oak chips. I mad a shepherds
pie on one occasion.
On
another I made a pomegranate and tahini sauce and topped over acorn
squash and roasted with pistachios.
Today I
broke my dining out streak and bought a shrimp salad and fish stew
from a local seafood place.
Lastly
I read an interesting interview in Prospect magazine where
Emma Smith talks about the influence of 16th centuries
plagues had on Shakespeare's plays. She suggests that one to read is
Venusand Aphrodite which explores
lewd behavior during those times. I have not read that play but
intend to and you can too.
Tomorrow marks the third anniversary of the last time I saw Baltimore as I headed west that day.
Thursday, May 14, 2020
Corona Virus Diary #8
Corona Virus Diary
#8
Since there are so
few places to go it is more of a task to come up with new things to
say about the pandemic. I am glad that cooler heads prevail here in
our state capitals. South of me in Oregon where I do not vote, the
state republicans have proven to be more vainglorious than they are
leaders. It does seem obvious that they want to please POTUS so
rather than work cooperatively and maybe do some compromising they
ensure that votes cannot occur by boycotting the senate sessions.
They are the minority so they win less votes and therefore take their
marbles home. The governor however is strong and rational as is ours
here in Washington. Our state legislative bodies are also less
rancorous. That does not mean that we don't have extremists prodded
by their party. Apparently they are less numerous than in Oregon or
maybe our water is healthier.
The state that I
grew up in-Michigan, certainly has its share of whack jobs-this is
not new to that state. They show up armed and screaming along with
confederate flags and other right wing symbols in order to intimidate
the governor. That does not appear to be working as she has been
resolute in maintaining social controls that hopefully will end the
chaos of national quarantine.
Likewise in the
state I adopted for 36 years-Maryland, the governor is not seeking to
do any boneheaded lifting of the regulations with more evidence of
that being safe. What makes him unique is that he is a rare
republican who does not march to the song of the emperor and his new
clothes.
So as dreary as it
is, I am not going to be attending places and events simply because
the lack of leadership at the federal level desires us to do so.
I miss a couple of
things pretty dearly as a result of this quarantine. The first is
that libraries are closed. These are a source mostly of periodicals
for me. My own local library is a fairly new structure and so does
not have much historical character. It does have the New York Review
of Books, The Scientist, The New Yorker Magazine and other magazines
that I am not going to subscribe to. I typically spend several hours
over the course of a few days, reading such at the library.
The
Portland 9th
Avenue Library has about 3 times as many periodicals as the one near
me. It is also located in a beautiful, historical structure in the
near downtown area near Portland State University. I can sit there
for hours catching up on news. When I am done there are a slew of
restaurants to check out and that is my routine when I am there.
I am not the
baseball fan that I was in the 1970s but have annually got much
succor that accompanies the end of winter by the box scores to read
everyday and the chance to watch games. It is noticeably absent just
like much of the joys of the new spring.
I did start my porch
garden though more subdued than the previous two seasons. I'd rather
do a better job with a few select plants than hope for success with
abundance. Lets see how that works out.
I have been doing
way more cooking than my waistline prefers. Apparently so are many
others. I have seen articles about food shortages and have witnessed
them myself as our stores which for the most part have robust
supplies, also are curiously short on things I would not have guessed
they would be. My local store was all out of corn starch the other
day. Really? Corn starch? Maybe I'll organize a public protest.
Labels:
Its all about me,
My corona virus diary
Monday, May 4, 2020
Corona Virus Diary #7
Corona Virus Diary
#7
Things remain about
the same this week. The sick head count and its fatal landing point
continues to grow though apparently the pace is slowing.
Entertainment venues remain closed where I live and where they are
not I sincerely hope the governments there are right. I don't have
any reason to think that they are but hopefully I am wrong. If I am,
then venues will open in more places and less people will be getting
sick and dying.
Across the nation
there are small bands of white men and their significant others
decrying governments who remain obdurate in protecting citizens and
keeping entertainment and dining businesses closed. Reading the
posters, seeing interviews with participants these people have no
understanding of the current conditions. They do however, demand the
right to do anything they want to do. Theoretically that is, so long
as they are not harming society. If I am wrong in my estimation of
what is currently wrong, then I can agree with the protesters. Since
the messages they provide do not show evidence that they have a clue
I suspect their demands are personal and inspired by politics.
I won't bore anyone with links regarding these protests since they are so prevalent in the media already.
I won't bore anyone with links regarding these protests since they are so prevalent in the media already.
In other straw dog
news, the commander in chief remains resolute in his non-thinking and
generally incoherent daily news briefs. There was never, long before
the outbreak of corona virus, that he would do otherwise.
The weather is
improving into a genuine spring so while it is easier to get outside,
there are still few places to go. Sometimes I walk rudderless,
ambling about in order to enjoy some sun and warmth. I often visit
some co-residents of this apartment complex for short visits in the
garden area. A couple of them are succumbing to right wing
fantastical conspiracy theories all designed to assist the
presumptive Republican nominee for this coming November election in
winning re-election. He has done nothing that would make anyone with
an ounce of analysis change their mind. His adherents of course are
fueled by high octane emotionalism which may indeed get him
re-elected. Americans across the board are actually that silly.
The Vancouver City
Farmer's Market re-opened with very limited offering. There was no
hot foods available and no fringe market booths like massages or
aromatherapy which I thought would be a good thing. However I think
and how little I go to these booths, I recognize that they lent much
flavor to the Market. A barren market is a boring one and I realize
that now that those peripheral booths are not there.
It was a reasonable
attempt but being this early in the season, fresh produce is still at
a premium. Opening day also was cool and raining two conditions that
also do not enhance a market.
First Vancouver Farmer's Market of 2020
There are a number of articles about books and diaries of famous people who have either endured a pandemic or have written books about fictionalized pandemics. The best books that I have read include Camus' The Plague and Sinclair Lewis' Arrowsmith. I read each of these novels a long time ago but remember each fondly. Isaac Newton also survived a plague by retreating to the country side, the same method the wealthy can quarantine themselves. Samuel Pepys in 17th Century England wrote his own diary of living through a pandemic.
Tuesday, April 28, 2020
Corona Virus Diary #6
Corona Virus Diary #
6
It gets more
difficult every week, to find enough corona related events to make
mention of. My peers and I typically cite our exhaustion with the
news. The media likewise has abated with news, at least so far as it
is relevant. Those outlets are reliant on informing people that some
celebrity's cousin has died as a result of the virus and to point out
the recklessness of POTUS. The latter has become tedious long before
this virus made news and then pandemic. We know that the Commander in
Chief will lie, exaggerate and change his story routinely. This
personal failure has not been news for many years and plugging it
into stories of Covid 19 does not change that. Likewise the outraged
and indignant presentation by all the talking head at Fox News is now
just a trope. People who want misinformation and propaganda rather
than informed information that is data driven will continue to use
Fox as their source. People who eschew such nonsense will get news
from genuine sources. The latter should have stopped slapping their
foreheads every time some Hannity or Limbaugh says something absurd.
I have been watching
more television during this lull in the action and have noticed the
style of television advertisement. Apparently every company that can
afford a commercial wants us to know that they are available for
services because they are concerned with our health and they admire
first responders and medical professionals.
Then they intend to
sell us high fat foods, plenty of sugar and provide us with cures and
relief from things that we did not know were ever an issue. The
examples are legion but I'll just provide onethat I saw the other day.
On a daily basis
there are several mentions in the news, of how the environment is
faring during this pandemic. It is essentially good news and often
presented asif ironic. Simply taking a few moments to reflect on events, it
is obvious that with less traffic, many businesses shuttered at least
temporarily and people home schooling, less impact on the environment
is being made. It is not ironic and is temporary.
We know that it is
short lived since we can look at the organized MAGA hat wearers
including politicians, who are demanding a lifting of quarantines and
suggested safety measures imposed by local governments that are
taking their cues from scientific data rather than misrepresentations
suggested from the White House and its favorite news sources.
Locally one of our
representatives, Eileen Quiring (elected on the curious motto “a
republican you can trust”) joined protesters in Olympia and tells
the media “the natives are getting restless”. Her electors and
the POTUS undoubtedly love this nonsense.
Once released (or
releasing themselves) from the prescriptions of this virus, it seems
certain that all measurable environmental improvements will return to
as they were around March 10th of this year. No one is
going to learn a lesson from any of this.
I am running out of
things to say so now I present some historic context.
I and everyone I
have contact with are still healthy.
Labels:
Corona Virus Diary,
Its all about me
Sunday, April 19, 2020
Corona Virus #5
Corona Virus Diary #5
Not much is new enough to mention here. I see that CIC supporters
are pretending to protest the health and safety related quarantines. From what
I read, these are more Trump Rallies than a legitimate posing of potential
legal or social issues that may require changes. Everybody wants the economy to
get back to full swing. Most of us do not want that at the expense of
innumerable deaths and the costs of medical treatment.
At least on the surface, one could argue that the POTUS and
his minions do not care much about the health of the society. Since it is the
weakest (physically as well as economically) that are more apt to die from this
that maybe stripping all quarantine will rid society of those less worthy. I
have not yet read an argument against that notion. Where is Jonathon Swift when
we need him?
One particular issue that is in high gear is that of
wearing masks. Since the common surgical or industrial masks are a rare
commodity we all have seen instructions of how to make our own mask. Here are
my instructions for making a mask:
1.
Purchase a strip of
velcro many years ago
2.
Try to remember why
you bought it and why you have saved a 6 inch remnant of that original role
3.
Go to the towel
drawer in the kitchen that includes a large handkerchief type of cloth (plaid
preferred)
4.
Wonder how you came
to possess this cloth-from whence did it find its way into the drawer
5.
Fold the cloth in
half
6.
Fold it again in
half but rather than have the two ends meet in the middle, leave about an inch
between the two ends
7.
Cut the strip of Velcro
roughly in half
8.
Lay one part of the Velcro
at the end of one of the ends of the folded cloth
9.
Since you have no
thread or a needle to sew the strip of Velcro onto get your stapler out and
staple the strip to the end of the cloth with at least two staples
10.
Take the second
strip of Velcro-the opposite knap of the first and adhere it to the first strip
11.
Stretch it over the
one inch gap and across to the other end of the folded cloth
12.
Staple it to the
cloth so that you end up with a connecting tie between the two ends of folded
cloth
13.
Peel the two pieces
of Velcro from each other and wrap the cloth across your face including your
nose and re-adhere the two pieces of Velcro
14.
When you where it
the first time, cloth fibers perhaps, induce you to a sneezing fit among other costumers at the local grocery store
When you are complete of this project,
you will look as I did below
I probably should have worn a hat
Sunday, April 12, 2020
Corona virus #4
Corona virus #4
It’s been over a month since I last ate or drink any
provisions from a food establishment. I wonder when the last time that
happened. Probably before I was in high school. But that is not tragic.
What is tragic is how republicans and their minions
are making this whole mess and the government’s response to it, a political game. The POTUS has tossed sops to all of us and boons to businesses-and he
wants no restrictions or over sight. History does not suggest that tycoons find
largesse during times like this. It does suggest that the degree of
profiteering will go up.
Potus is intent on making board members and
stockholders get their due quickly and among his dubious exhortations, is an optimism that is unwarranted. He also originally appointed Mike Pence to head up the
government response and Pence becomes mute. The legitimate epidemiologist, Dr. Anthony Fauci speaks after the commander in chief
has bumbled and lied his way through another of his daily updates. When
leadership is required this is what we get. In the Portland newspaper I saw
today, an editorial
by Steve Duin that makes this obvious.
When you mix science with politics
you get politics and nobody but the Executive Branch, the Senate and all of their minions will
throw a screen up to blur their own duplicity in this. Hopefully if the POTUS
lifts quarantine bans, governors and the common man will ignore that and stay
sequestered until the disease is genuinely contained.
There is also the issue of miracle cures touted by
many and accelerated by many in the media and on the World Wide Web that are
either not tested or inefficiently done so. I see them everywhere these days
and hear people extol
their virtues with only the information provided by a media talking head. You
cannot make people think for themselves. They would have to break the barriers
presented by authority figures like Sean Hannity. Rudy Giuliani, himself just a
self-promoting huckster also sings the praises saying of the charlatan doctor Zelinko,
which he is “thinking of solutions, just
like the president.”
In other news there is no other news from me. Everything
in my personal life is a clone of the one that occurred a week ago. That is a
good thing too because in my case no news is good news. I am reading
considerably and was allured by Montaigne’s essay On Experience which is
much about self-quarantine during the time of one of Europe’s plagues. Here is
a reference to that from TheParis Review. Lastly for today is some further details about
Montaigne and this essay.
Labels:
Corona Virus Diary,
Its all about me
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)






