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Amelia Earhart…the mystery deepens!

Yesterday was a big day for news regarding long-time lost aviator Amelia Earhart.  For those who aren’t aware of who she is, she was an aviator who achieved great acclaim during an era when flying was just (ahem) taking off.  In 1937 she and navigator Fred Noonan embarked on what would have been the first attempt by a woman to circumnavigate the world.

However, while flying over the Pacific ocean and near the Marshal Islands and with fuel running low, a series of distress signals were sent out and Ms. Earhart, Mr. Noonan, and their airplane were never seen again.

What happened to them, to this day, remains a mystery.

But yesterday it was announced a new History Channel special will focus on this mystery and, the big “new” piece of information the special is offering is a photograph which the show’s people claim displays both Earhart and Noonan on a dock in a Pacific Island after they crash landed and following them declared “missing”.

The photograph:

A new History Channel special claims this photo is proof Amelia Earhart and Fred Noonan were in the Marshall Islands after their plane disappeared.

Not all that interesting, until you zoom in on two of the people near the end of the dock…

Some experts believe the figure highlighted at left is Fred Noonan and the person sitting, facing away from the camera, is Amelia Earhart.

The show’s principles claim the man on the left is Noonan and the figure seated and looking off to the right is Amelia Earhart and, according to their claims, this has been at least potentially validated through the use of photographic analysis (by the way, the article where I got these photographs is by Paige Levin and Eric Levinson and found on CNN.com  You can read the entire article here).

So here’s the deal: At the time of Earhart’s disappearance, things were getting worse between Japan and the U.S., so there is a theory that maybe Earhart and Noonan crash landed in the Pacific, were picked up by Japanese naval forces, and eventually were imprisoned and died…perhaps being executed as spies for the U.S. government.

The above photograph, reportedly taken surreptitiously by a U.S. contact who eventually was executed as a spy by the Japanese, most certainly could be proof of the survival of Earhart and Noonan and the fact that it was held in a “top secret” folder for many years seems to indicate that it was viewed as something important.

However, I suspect it was important not because of the vague figures on it but rather the Japanese vessel in the background.  I suspect that was what the photographer wanted to get, to give U.S. intelligence an idea of where Japanese vessels were rather than take a very hard to see picture of two lost aviators.

On the other hand, the photographic analysis appears to be interesting, even if the photo itself, when blown up, presents only blurry images of the people within.

Still, a fascinating thing to see and discuss, even if I do believe this is far from a slam dunk revelation.

The below video, from the Today show, gives a bit more information on the photograph and how it was determined the two within it could be the lost aviators…

1/1/17 UPDATE!

Over at Gizmodo.com Matt Novak offers this article which claims…

Experts cast doubt on that new photo alleged to show Amelia Earhart

The main gist of the article, for those who aren’t interested in following the link (but you should, it presents some neat photos of the actual photograph!), is that there is a big question as to when the photograph stirring up all this intrigue was taken.

The fact of the matter is that its unknown when it was taken.  The History Channel people claim it was taken in 1937, which would be in/around the time of Ms. Earhart’s disappearance, but it was noted by the National Archives there is no date on the photograph and its description doesn’t give any indication of when it might have been taken.

It is possible the photograph was taken in 1940, which of course would damage the claims it shows Ms. Earhart.

As I said before, I’m a skeptic of this.  It just seems a little too… lucky to have such a picture suddenly appear and show not only Earhart but her Mr. Noonan.

Happy 4th of July!!

I hope everyone out there who’s at the beach (well, those who can anyway, especially in New Jersey), a river, a lake, or wherever they’ve chosen to celebrate Independence Day has a great time with their family and/or friends and/or newly acquaintances.

If you’re in the U.S., you know that the 4th of July is also a day of fireworks.  Big…

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…large…

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fireworks…

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Aaaaannnnddddd… here’s where I tell you I don’t care much for fireworks and, frankly, any celebration that involves fire and gunpowder and explosives.

Two reasons, really.

The first happened to me when I was, perhaps, 8 years old or so.  We had a get together and, though it might not have been the 4th of July (it could have been a New Year’s celebration, I really can’t remember all that well), we were invited to celebrate at a friend of the family’s place.  A friend of that friend brought some fireworks to the party and in the process of lighting them up nearly blew his entire thumb off.

By “nearly” I mean it was hanging quite literally by a few bits of skin.

Needless to say, the celebration was cut short as this individual had to be rushed to a hospital.  Don’t recall what became of him but, again, he was a friend of a friend and truly more an acquaintance of my parents than myself.  I never saw him again and can’t recall if they ever told me if his thumb was saved.  Obviously, I hope so for his sake.

The second frightening experience I had with fireworks happened on the Bicentennial, the 4th of July 1976.

I was with my Uncle (a very nice man who recently passed away, may he rest in peace) and his family at the beach and he brought along some fireworks to shoot off in celebration.  Nothing extreme, just some standard sparklers and a few rockets.

So we’re sitting there in the sand and there are people around us but the beach isn’t super crowded.  We’ve got space to do what we want and those around us, likewise, have their space.

We get to the business of lighting up the fireworks we have and the kids -myself included- wave around sparklers and everything is going ok.

Then we get to the few rockets my Uncle brought.

Again, we’re talking pretty wimpy things.  These rockets were the type that go up in the air and light up and that’s about it.  I don’t thing any of them were “exploders”.

I’m anticipating what’s to come when I notice a young woman sitting some ten/fifteen feet away from us.  The lady, I vividly recall, was watching what we were doing and, as I watched her watching us, I had a very bad premonition.

Mind you, I’m very much a skeptic of all things “paranormal”.  Ghosts, bigfoot, UFO’s, psychic abilities…they’re all wonderful to use in works of fiction but that, to me, is what they are: Fiction.

Yet I would be lying if I said at that moment and time I didn’t have the strongest feeling something very bad was about to happen with the lady and the rocket my Uncle was just about to fire off.

I knew it.

I didn’t say anything and perhaps I should have…but what was there to say?  I had a very bad feeling but even in my then 10 year old mind it seemed a silly, though admittedly potent, feeling.

So the rocket is pointed straight up and it should have sailed that way.  My Uncle lights the damn thing and when it ignites, the rocket does go up…

…for maybe six feet.

Once it gets to that height, the damn thing spins around and suddenly flies straight down.  It skips twice off the sand and heads directly at -you guessed it- the young lady sitting nearby.

The rocket slams into her, missing her face by inches and instead burrowing itself into the side of her head and her curly brown hair.  My Uncle instantly shoots up and runs to her and smacks at the rocket, desperately trying to get it off her.

He manages to do so, along with several clumps of the woman’s hair which were burned off by the projectile.  Luckily, and if memory serves, that was the extent of the damage she suffered and other than some lost hair, no part of her was actually burned.

My Uncle apologized profusely to the woman, who was not only horrified but incredibly -and understandably!- pissed at what happened though I suspect even she knew how weird it was that the rocket took off and made such a sharp, completely unexpected turn.

She left, still mighty pissed, and we didn’t bother shooting off the rest of the fireworks we brought along to celebrate the Bicentennial.

So, there you have it my friends.  Have a great 4th of July and enjoy the fireworks…

But don’t mind me if I skip that part, OK?

Holy crap…

Ok, going political here again so beware…

Incredibly, this is not about our President and whatever latest lunacy he’s engaged in, twitter or otherwise.

Instead, let’s check out the Governor of New Jersey, onetime future-face-of-the-Republican-Party-and-now-at-15%-approval Chris Christie, who because he could not come to a compromise on New Jersey’s budget closed down all governmental functions for the time being, including all public beaches.

However, that didn’t stop him from enjoying the beaches this July 4th weekend, which has Chris Cilliza over at CNN noting…

Chris Christie’s sunbathing pics clinch it: He’s stopped caring

The above photograph, found on Daniel Day’s Twitter page (he’s a correspondent for the Toronto Star), shows Mr. Christie and family at a deserted beach getting to enjoy what others could not.

Incredible.

Seriously.

Look, I understand there are those who will defend just about anything the “other side” does.  The Gods know I’ve probably been guilty of this at one time or another.

But this is truly beyond the pale and I just can’t imagine anyone, even the most staunchly Republican defender out there, explaining away Mr. Christie -and his family’s- incredibly tone-deaf actions here.

Once again: New Jersey has a budget impasse and the beaches (among other things) are closed down and as Governor, you are a large part of the reason for this happening.  People are understandably upset that they can’t go to their beaches and enjoy things they wanted to do this July 4th weekend.

So how do you, as Governor, decide its fine that so many of your constituents not enjoy themselves yet you go ahead and do what they cannot fully knowing -and if he doesn’t he’s a bigger fool than I thought- that its very likely someone will take a picture of you in front of your home on said beach?

Wow.

Just…wow.

The only explanation for this is that Mr. Christie is determined to get some kind of record low approval rating -an absolute zero by the looks of it- by the time he’s finally shown the door.

Time passes and things change

A day or two ago I was flipping through the various channels and caught the opening minutes of a mostly forgotten 1967 James Coburn film Waterhole #3.  Here’s a clip from the movie’s first fifteen or so minutes… 

So I’m watching the film and its dated and all but it tries to present, as can be seen a little in the clip, a humorous take on the Western.  Further, I’m a fan of the late actor James Coburn.  He’s completely in his element playing these types of characters.

However…

Immediately after this scene finishes, the character Coburn plays, wanted outlaw Lewton Cole, heads to the farm of the Sheriff seeking his horse.  There, in the barn, he meets up with the Sheriff’s daughter, played by Margarete Blye, and what follows…ugh.

Here’s the IMDB description of the film (the highlights are mine):

Sergeant Foggers and two Confederate soldiers lay their hands on gold bullion belonging to the army, taking at the same time a certain Ben Akajnian hostage. Then they bury the loot near an isolated waterhole in the desert. Some time later, Lewton Cole, a professional gambler, fights a duel with one of the robbers, kills him and finds the map of the treasure on his body. Stopping at the small town of Integrity, Cole, in order to escape Sheriff Copperud locks him up in his own jail-house, steals his horse and even finds the time to “seduce and abandon” Billee, the sheriff’s comely daughter. The indignant father catches up with Lewton, arrests him and grabs the gold. But Foggers and his accomplice attack him, relieve him of the treasure and free Cole…

Don’t let the “nice” description fool you: Cole rapes Billee.

He.  Rapes.  Her.

The movie, clearly a product of its time, presents the rape as a “humorous” seduction.  Billee finds Cole in her barn, with his pants down (I’m not entirely sure why he isn’t wearing his pants…I suppose that was meant to be part of the “fun”), and he corners her (“humorously”), she tries to fight him (“humorously”), he pulls her down to the ground (“humorously”), he starts kissing her (“humorously”), and then, but of course, she’s somehow charmed by his actions and succumbs to the passion.

Holy shit.

There is no “seduce” about this.  This is rape, plain and simply, and with that supposed “humorous” scene, I could no longer watch the film and had to turn it off.

Again, I know this movie is a product of its obviously unenlightened times.  Yet it is jarring being hit with something like this today, nearly fifty years later.  Clearly as a people we have advanced beyond these medieval -or worse!- attitudes.

Which brings me to, coincidentally enough, to another topic regarding older mores… specifically in Walt Disney World/Disneyland.

I’ve written about changes to rides to make them more politically correct before (you can read the original post here), noting how the original version of the Pirates of the Caribbean ride (the basis for the successful Johnny Depp movie series) has changed over time.

Well, it appears there are more changes to come!

This article, by Ed Mazza and found on Huffingtonpost.com, notes that the famous Redhead at the very-politically incorrect “Wench Auction”, will be changed:

Disney To Remove “Wench Auction” From Pirates of the Caribbean Ride

This is what the “Wench Auction” looked like for most of the ride’s run, until now…

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Here’s a slightly closer look, which illustrates the comely women being auctioned with one big exception…

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I’m not surprised by the change at all.  Much as I enjoy the ride -and it is one of my favorites- it was originally designed just a little before the release of Waterhole #3, and, frankly, featured some of the same oddball sexuality played for laughs.

The “Wench Auction” scene is specifically played for laughs.  A bunch of captured women are being auctioned off to be “brides” (ie sex slaves, no?) and the “prize” of the auction is a beautiful redhead.  However, the auctioneer has to first get rid of a comely, fat, and ugly woman first while the potential buyers demand to have a go at the redhead.

Ho…ho?

Later on, and in the original version of the ride, we had another sexually charged humorous sequence involving pirates chasing down women in one home, then the next.  In the third home (the punchline), a larger woman chases the pirate with her broom.

Again, what are the pirates chasing the women hoping to get from them?  Were they hoping to capture them and then they would very politely convince them to make them a nice meal?

Yeah.  Right.

That later part of the ride was changed and no longer were the pirates chasing the women but the women were chasing the men.

Now, the “Wench Auction” is being done away with and, with that, the ride certainly will strip (no pun intended) itself of some of its last… uncomfortable… elements.

I know there are those who argue the Pirates are villains and by removing these more risque jokes they’re castrating (again, no pun intended) the ride.

However, this is a park devoted, ultimately, to children.  As such, perhaps its best to remove these elements that at one time may have been acceptable but, frankly, by today’s standards are not.

By the way, the “Wench Auction”, for those too lazy to click on the link above, will be changed in this way:

The Redhead is now a pirate and the “Auction” sign remains but no mention of any wenches or auction of the same.

The Redhead’s there for the loot!

Profiles in courage…

As I’ve stated many –far too-many– times before, I don’t like to dwell on politics.  Those who have read these posts know I’m aghast that Donald Trump is president.

The thing Trump decided to focus on upon being elected was dismantling the Affordable Care Act, ie “Obamacare”.

So far, this hasn’t gone too well.

Though the Republicans were able to get the bill passed through the House of Representatives, they’ve so far had a tougher go in the Senate, though as these things go, this could well change.

Anyway, the new bill was drawn up in secret and Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell hoped that by being really quick and secretive with the whole thing, he’d get it passed and out of his hair.

Well, it didn’t work, again, at least as of today, and the bill will not be voted on before the July 4 break as was originally planned.

What was most amusing, to me anyway, was the fact that after it was announced the bill would not be voted on, three Senators, all Republicans, felt the heat was sufficiently off them that they could announce in public they didn’t care for the bill.

The article below, by Pete Grieve for CNN, details their announcements:

Senate punts, then 3 new Republicans oppose health care bill

The reason I don’t like to dwell on politics around these parts is because its one of those topics (I suppose religion is the other) where a rational conversation is pretty hard, if not impossible, to have.  You believe what you believe and you’re on this side or that side and, increasingly, the other side is the “enemy” and they lie and they’re unAmerican and etc. etc. etc.

In this case, I have little doubt the Senators mentioned in the article probably had deep reservations about this bill but, because of party dynamics, felt uncomfortable “speaking out” or, at the least, speaking their mind.

I wish they had done this before the heat was effectively off them.

And while I don’t particularly care for the politics of Rand Paul or Ted Cruz, at least they were upfront in voicing opposition to this bill, though the cynic might suspect they did so to try to pull it closer to their ideals (ie, repealing the ACA completely).

Ah well, that’s politics for ya.

Hmmm…about that weather…

According to mlive.com’s Mark Torregrossa…

Arizona so hot weather map almost runs out of colors

What exactly does “almost” running out of colors looks like (and for those who don’t care to click the link)?

It looks like this:

High temperature forecast for Wednesday, June 21, 2017.

Checking the temps listed, Phoenix is listed at 117 degrees while the highest high (at least that I found with my oh-so-casual looking around) is 120 degrees at Blythe, CA.

Luckily for us, global warming is a myth and the polar caps meltdown is really all about natural climate changes which occur, naturally, over time and all those scientists who say global warming is a real danger are upstaged by the less than 10% of scientists who don’t believe this to be true.

Lucky for us, eh?

Oh, and I’ve got a bridge over the Everglades I’d like to sell, if anyone is interested.

Meanwhile, let’s enjoy a song…

Buster Poindexter used to be in a punkish band before this?  You don’t say…

Wanna see film of New York, circa 1911?

Sure you do!

The Museum of Modern Art is featuring an exhibit through July 14th regarding this topic and they have unearthed an absolutely fascinating film taken of New York City at that time by a Swedish (!) company that devoted itself to filming interesting places.

The film runs just shy of 8 minutes long and can be seen here:

MoMA: New York 1911

Not only is the restoration of the film fantastic, but you have to love the casual nature of the film itself.  For example, I love how at just a little past the 7 minute mark we have extended (well, it lasts about 20 or so seconds) footage from the rear of a vehicle and watch as what looks like a wealthy family with their African American chauffeur head down the street.

It is so amusing to see the young daughter, seated uncomfortably in the front, looking absolutely bored out of her freaking mind.  And then you see the chauffeur pointing to the camera and smiling as he realizes what’s going on.  Such universal, human reactions.

Anyway, here’s a screen grab of the family and their car, full filmed image:

And below is a close up of the moment the driver first notices they’re being filmed.  A moment after this particular frame he turns to the man beside him (I’m guessing the husband and head of this family) and points out what he’s seen.  The girl remains totally bored out of her mind, though she too appears to notice the camera at this moment as well as her (I’m assuming) brother in the back seat:

Fascinating, fascinating stuff.

Someone noticed that in some of the street footage you see people with missing limbs wandering about.  The person who noticed this wondered if these people were Civil War veterans.

That’s very possible.  The Civil War ended in 1865 so if you were, say, 17 years old during the war and lost a limb in the fighting toward its end, you would be approximately 63 years old at the time this footage was shot.

Back in the late 1980’s I was often in the presence of the elderly (how I got to know them is a story for another day), some of whom were in their mid to late 80’s at that time and therefore were likely small children not unlike the youngsters in the car above in 1911.

Anyway, one of them told me when he was very young he recalled seeing amputees on the streets of New York usually begging for money.  He said many of them were indeed Civil War veterans who had sustained their injuries during the war.

He noted that as he grew up in NY these people gradually disappeared, no doubt because -let’s be blunt here- they aged and eventually passed away.

Still, an interesting verification of a story told to me about 30 years ago by this individual!

Anyway, if you’re at all interested in seeing the rest of the footage, please check out the link!

Jeff Bezos…soon to be world’s richest man?

Found this article by Jackie Wattles for CNN.com:

Jeff Bezos Is $5 Billion Away From Being World’s Richest Person

Jeff Bezos, for those who have been living under a rock or in some very deep cave for the past couple of decades, is the founder and owner of Amazon.com.  Over the weekend it was announced he was buying Whole Foods, making his empire even larger.

I’ve followed Amazon.com for quite a while and I think its success beautifully displays the old cliche/adage of “build a better mousetrap”.

What started as a website devoted to selling books online has grown into a website that sells you almost everything you need.  It also sports a robust tech division, complete with tablets and echo machines.

I love amazon.com.  I very much love the ability to get almost any book (of late, usually digitally) and music I want instantaneously.  I’ve ordered other things through amazon, including home goods and even foods.

I have a very personal reason to love amazon, as well.  If it wasn’t for the company, I’d probably never have written all the novels I have.

As far back as I can remember, I’ve wanted to be a writer.  But it was difficult to get anything published.  While I sent out hundreds of submissions and got varying levels of interest, there was no point where I was able to take the proverbial “next step”.

Years later I managed to work for an independent comic book company but this started as an artist job, inking specifically, before I was able to do what I really wanted to do, which was write.

With amazon, I was able to finally get my novels out there and for that alone, I can’t feel negative about them.

So, yes, I have a very personal stake in amazon and its continuing success.

On the other hand…

I’m uncomfortable with the idea of this one company, as good as it is at what it does, becoming as large as it is.

Capitalism works best, in my opinion, when there is direct competition between companies and with each passing year and with each purchase amazon makes, it feels like no company is coming close to them.  My fear, therefore, is that soon too much of the economy and our individual purchases will pass through them alone and, once that happens, we’ll have to take whatever they give us… good or bad.

Perhaps I shouldn’t worry as much.

Perhaps.

 

That Alex Jones interview…

If it wasn’t for the internet, I’d never have heard of Alex Jones.

Other than clips presented on TV shows here and there, I’ve never heard a single one of his shows though based on the various articles out there it seems he’s another of those far right wing radio personalities who subscribes to some very out there, IMHO, conspiracy theories.

Including the “theory” that the tragedy of Sandy Hook, where a 20 year old mentally disturbed individual killed 20 children and six teachers, was somehow a hoax.

Let that thought sink in.

20 young children were killed and six teachers.

And Mr. Jones has stated he feels it was all a hoax perpetrated by actors and…

Ugh.

Anyway, Megyn Kelly, late of Fox News and now over at NBC, has an interview show and, of course, ratings to deliver.  Her first show featured her interviewing Vladimir Putin -a coup for sure.

In her second (it is, right?) show, she’s going to feature an interview with Mr. Jones and the protests have begun to such a degree that at least one advertiser, J. P. Morgan, has decided to pull their monies from the episode…

J. P. Morgan Removes NBC Ads Over Megyn Kelly Interview With Alex Jones

It worries me that in this age of instant communication there are voices out -sometimes with wildly cynical and/or conspiratorial themes- that nonetheless manage to gain a certain fanbase.

I don’t know if interviewing Alex Jones in such a setting is a good thing.  Perhaps if he’s exposed for the crackpot he appears to be this could be a good thing but, on the other hand, to give him such a large platform might get others to glom onto him.

Such a weird world we live in.

So, about yesterday’s hearings…

I wrote about them before they started and now, a day later and for what it’s worth, I’ll reflect on them:

James Comey’s appearance didn’t really do all that much to alter my already dismal opinion of Donald Trump.  Sadly, I’ve experienced people like him before and someone far more clever than I noted that Trump’s modus operandi is to first try to charm people to his side and if that doesn’t work they bully and if that doesn’t work, they sue.

The whole point is this: Trump is in this for Trump and in his primary field, real estate, this has served him well but when dealing with the country, it simply doesn’t work.

So far we know Trump clearly has some kind of cozy relationship with Russia/Vladmir Putin and, I strongly suspect, knew full well Putin and his people were doing their best to screw with Hilary Clinton’s campaign.  Further, Trump’s associates have had contact with the Russians and some have kept those meetings secret, which is now coming back to bite them.

Having said all that, Mr. Comey deserves, IMHO, a certain amount of derision as well.  While I can sympathize with his discomfort and caution at dealing with Trump, I still feel he stuck his foot in it with regard to Clinton’s campaign and, further, feel he had a larger hand than most in bringing the nation to this point.  His idiotic letter on the eve of the actual election, then retraction, hurt Clinton’s campaign more than just about anything Trump did to that point.

Thing is, we are where we are.  One can gnash one’s teeth and wish this had happened or that had happened but, again, we are where we are.

Hopefully we’ll muddle through this mess and people in the right places will ensure the skies will clear up after a fashion.

In the meantime, I’ll do whatever I can, which is what everyone else can do: Vote.

Educate yourselves.  Try to understand the issues and which side of the fence you feel most comfortable on.  Once you understand this, further educate yourself on the various candidates for office and who you feel will work for your best interests.

Don’t get stuck using one news source.  Try to become rounded.

Read, watch, and analyze.  Try to do so with as cool and clear a head as you can.

Maybe getting a Donald Trump president is a blessing in disguise.  Maybe people round these parts and in the world will realize the seriousness of following their political systems and recognizing their place within it.

Maybe.