10/04/2016 § Leave a comment
If you haven’t please read Pt. I first
In 1979 the Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan and had then President Amin “removed” in favor of Babrak Karmal, who had become a Marxist as a student, and using him the Soviets tried to make Afghanistan a soviet-style republic, but the Afghani people rejected their “reforms” which blossomed into full scale civil war. The old Pashtun tradition of the warrior defending his homeland against invaders reconstituted once again in the form of the Mujahideen.
Queue Charlie Wilson, famous Texas politician, and his friend from the long horn state and benefactor Joanne Herring. Using both money and their political contacts all over the world, not just in the US (Herring happened to be a friend of General turned President of Pakistan Zia-ul-Haq) the Texas power brokers exerted pressure on those who could tip the tide in Afghanistan. Using overt and covert means and their own Vietnamesque problems battling the Mujahideen the Soviets left Afghanistan in 1989. It was about this time that the then prime minister of Pakistan, Benazir Bhutto, warned G. W. Bush that he was “…creating a Frankenstein (sic)” through the US funding of Gulbuddin Hekmatyar. One of Hekmatyar’s deputies was the Saudi-born Osama bin Laden.
Remember those dams American firms like Morrison Knudsen built in the early 50’s? They did indeed turn Helmand province into a fertile place. The slightly salty water turned the soil more base in Ph, which is perfect for the growing of papaver somniferum, the opium poppy. This cash crop was a ready supply of money for the many warlords in a post-Soviet Afghanistan trying to plug up the power vacuum.
Osama bin Laden “was born in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, a son of Yemeni Mohammed bin Awad bin Laden, a billionaire construction magnate with close ties to the Saudi royal family,” and Alia Ghanem, a Syrian. This not only ties bin Laden to the Saudi royal family, but to the upper crust elements of Syrian society. He is a Bedouin Arab, through and through, and a Sunni, to boot.
The rest is recent memory for the rest of us. The main points I want everyone to take away from this is:
- This is a war against the West by fundamentalist elements of Wahhabism
- That fundamentalism has its beginnings in the Sunni Islam fundamentalism of Saudi Arabia
- Believing the higher, if not highest levels of Saudi government and society were not involved in 9/11 then the West is to be in denial
- The West has no one to blame but itself for this festering blight on Islam
- But now we are here and must deal with it
Pretending that political correctness is some how appropriate or even by any measure useful in this war is foolish and blind. The West’s enemies aren’t interested in political correctness. How foolish it is as well to continue to entreat with your enemy as the US does with Saudi Arabia.
10/03/2016 § Leave a comment
Wahhabism, Afghanistan, Opium, and Texas, and How These Things Have Shaped the 21st Century
I think its the same God as I worship, just in another way.
Joanne Herring, in an interview.1
This month: a history lesson. Before your eyes glaze over with boredom I would just urge you to get through this as much as possible because this is the most important history lesson anyone in the west could possibly learn, and has implications for the future as well as ignored warning from the past. And check my facts, I don’t expect anyone to blindly accept what I have to say without verification. But its all there, in the history and on the wall. All you have to do is read the signs.
Well after the British Empire poisoned and rotted China from within using opium in its madness to acquire Chinese Tea at cheap prices, it turned its hungry Victorian gaze to Africa and the Middle East. Both Germany and the Batavian Republic (the Netherlands in the early 19th century) had started their greedy crawl through these areas, the clash of both Britain and the Netherlands led to the Boer War, but the English went further, to the Saudi penninsula, and encountered the Bedouin people, and their religion, Wahhabism. Before the 20th century they were inconsequential to the British, just another indigenous people that plagued and were ruled by the Empire in its constant march toward more and more resources, power, money. But the Bedouin’s religion was and continues to be a powerful weapon, more powerful than an arsenal of nuclear bombs, as we’ll see.
As the 20th century opened up several things happened that have shaped and guided the world, I probably don’t have to go into too much detail. WWI has probably been the greatest engine of change the world has ever seen, more so than WWII in some respects. It redrew the map of Europe in profound and immediate ways, it completely decimated political alliances, rendered ancient ruling European families irrelevant, and rendered the way wars and diplomacy were used and manipulated in forever after. It was the reception party of the 20th century, the bloodiest century for human kind yet. Geopolitical rivalries came to the surface and broke open like puss-filled wounds; the Battle of Sedan is a glaring example. It could be argued that this closing battle of the Franco-Prussian war sowed the seeds of WWI and WWII; leaving Franco-Germanic relations in a jumble. The way the French acted during the Treaty of Versailles conference seemed very much like payback for Sedan, which was still fresh in the mind of both belligerents, and therein may have lain some of Hitler’s motivation, a viper in Germany’s womb.
Elsewhere during the insanity of the first world war the British with maddening self-righteousness defended itself from the indignation of the Ottoman Empire, that decaying bastion of medieval autocracy. And there to aid the British in their struggle with this empire were the Bedouins. With the help of the British army officer/poet T. E. Lawrence the Bedouin tribes of the Arab Peninsula united just long enough to cast the Ottomans out during the Arab Revolt.
One other poisoned pill the war produced of course is the Arab–Israeli conflict in the Balfour Declaration of 1917. In this letter from Arthur Balfour to Walter Rothschild the British Empire declared its support for a Jewish Homeland in Palestine. I don’t begrudge the Jewish State but there’s little other way to color this declaration other than one of the most disastrous plans ever implemented in the 20th century.
Once again the west would call upon the Bedouins for help in the form of secure access to petroleum which was flowing like water from the gulf states. It was during WWI and its conversion from agrarianism to complete mechanization that the West decided that petroleum was indispensable to that conversion and the economies it created. Therefore aboard the USS Quincy an ailing president Roosevelt worked out a deal with Abdel Aziz Ibn Saud. This meeting would have great, and grave, consequences for the West and perhaps the entire world, for in it FDR created a deal that would nourish and give legitimacy to the most hostile and anti-western idea the earth has ever known.
This meeting is described in some detail in Adam Curtis‘ documentary Bitter Lake. According to Curtis the main tenet of this meeting between FDR and King Saud was an agreement that the West would continue to receive oil at cheap prices in exchange for arms, training, and the promise that the west would not touch the prevailing religion of the area; Wahhabism. Many have misquoted the film painting the meeting as King Saud asking FDR for permission to spread Wahhabism throughout the world in exchange for oil. What Curtis’ point here actually is that Saud asked that the West not interfere with Wahhabism. Never the less this doesn’t appear to be what the meeting was about at all; rather the meeting appears to have been more about Palestine and the Jewish Homeland question2. But apples and oranges, Curtis’ main point is still sound; that Wahhabism is a force to be reckoned with, and the reckoning is coming.
Because I doubt Saud asked FDR for permission to spread Wahhabism throughout the world however doesn’t mean the Saudis didn’t try to do this very thing. Whatever the reasons the result is a massive shift of capital from the West to Saudi Arabia.
Afghanistan has been the keystone and gateway of the Silk Road to Europe for millennia. The constant wars for control of this key piece of real estate and its rather rough terrain have made its Pashtun (among other) people some of the toughest warriors in the world. Combined with the uncompromising tenets of Sunni Islam brought by the Arabs in the 640’s and eastern traditions of multi-generational goal building made the people of this Silk Road way post hard as nails.
In early 1950’s Afghanistan was a poor and undeveloped country but was sitting on a nice sum of cash by clothing a war devastated Europe. With this cash Afghanistan’s last king tried to bring his landlocked, backwards little country into the 20th century. American companies like Morrison Knudsen descended on Afghanistan with money, expertise, and dams. Dams to make the Kabul valley into a sort-of bread basket for the middle east. The idea was to turn Afghanistan into a bastion of democracy in the middle east. This may have been what America wanted, but its certain that America didn’t ask the Afghan people what they wanted. The Kabul Valley did indeed however become very fertile.
09/26/2016 § Leave a comment
Me and my grandmother. Not really, only the old lady is anywhere near to being accurate.
Today is my paternal grandmother’s birthday
I’m really sorry I didn’t get to know her better. As well as giving me better insight into my horrible father (even she had some bad words to say about him) she was a complete enigma.
She was born here, in the United States, in Alabama, where she raised my father, amid a miasma of 1930’s racism, jim crow, a fantastic repertoire of Irish and Bluegrass standards, and depression-era common sense.
Let me first describe this bizarre, lovely, and yes, unpleasant, woman.
She claimed to drink a quart of moonshine (plus more, on occasion) a week, moonshine that she made herself, and had made since she was “a weedling”. She smoked a pipe or more a day of Virgina Burley, never that “Turkish Shit”, and chewed the stuff as well. No, I never kissed her, if I could help it. And the south would never die, if she could help it; although she was extremely upset when Dr, King was executed in Memphis in 1968, saying to her deathbed “those no good Tennesseans…” which of course caused no little amount of conversation at family gatherings south of the Mason-Dixon line.
This story was of great confusion to me all my life and to this day as I absolutely recall my father shaking in fury during news casts of the Kent State shootings, yet lecturing me to “watch out” for Negroes.
They’ll take your wallet.” he’d tell me out of the corner of his mouth.
As he lectured me on the darkness that wafted about black people he was kicking my mother’s ass. Physically. Just because that’s what he wanted to do. I guess.
Although of completely average means, appearance, and manner, my grandmother was a fantastic bluegrass musician. She was a virtuoso pianist, violinist, guitarist, banjo virtuoso, and Jew harpist. I mean. fantastic. She was incredible, and could hurl out bluegrass standards with the best of them. Why she never was invited to the Grand Ol Oprey, or any of those other outlets of the time is beyond me. She could recite or play by tune any of the old bluegrass standards, as well as a few Irish ones. Danny Boy was of course a favorite of hers. I was once treated to a live version of Dueling Banjos between her and my high school friend Andrew who was learning guitar at the time. In deliverence style they battled together, doing great justice to that standard, and just like Jon Voight my friend got completely bulldozed by my grandmother and her banjo. She was incredible.
She lived to be 99. How do people do that? Live like lunatics, against all known common sense, and live life to the fullest until they die?
I am led to understand that she was fully able to care for herself until she died of an embolism at 99. I certainly don’t agree with her politics, but I’m not exactly sure I disagree with her means of exiting this world. Not in the slightest.
She wasn’t an evil person, I would disagree with that. But on the other hand, not exactly the most righteous. Where was God in this? Taking a break?
09/17/2016 § Leave a comment
What the hell is up with DRM and Copyright? This is a screen cap of a book available in e format from Amazon. That’s great. My problem: the book is 800 YEARS OLD. How is it POSSIBLE to claim any kind of rights on a work that’s been in the public domain for 720 years?
My understanding of copyright and digital rights, a derivative law, in America (no, I’m not going to become an expert in world copyright law), is that a work is considered to be in the public domain after 80 years. If no one comes forward to contest the conversion (which is the loophole that the Disney Company uses to keep tight, butt-clenched tighter than a 500 ton press, control over Mickey Mouse et. al.) then the work reverts.
The reasons we allow fallow works to go into the public domain is because we know that humans are mortal, and sometimes they create things that have a greater value to society that the sum total of the human that created them.
I might contest the value to humanity of the idea of Mickey Mouse (Mr. Natural had a much bigger impact and comment on society in my opinion), but it doesn’t matter what value artistic works have or don’t on a society that recognizes others my pick up the torch and carry on the values of the work in question in a mortal world.
The rules on public domain are pretty clear: THE PUBLIC OWNS THE WORK IN QUESTION. That doesn’t mean that simply because I found your radio flyer sitting out on your front yard having been unused for a few weeks or centuries I now get to keep it and sell it as though I own it. THIS is effectively what is going on with people (“people” like Amazon) claiming ownership rights on works over 800 years old.
I recently saw what I know to be a BLATANT example of this on youtube, of which I’m sure there are copious examples.
I’ve been in to the classic blues recordings of Robert Johnson since I discovered him in the mid 80’s; and his music has certainly been famous since hippies were writing “Clapton is God” on bathroom stalls since the 60’s and those in the know knew “God” was actually Robert Johnson.
The definitive publication of Johnson’s recording were the two LP volumes released by Columbia records in the 60’s and re-released over the years. These are the records people “in the know” went to for the complete collection of Johnson’s works to that date. In them one could hear for themselves the inspiration for Elvis, Chuck Berry, Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stones, certainly Eric Clapton, and countless others.
These albums SPECIFICALLY noted in the liner notes that all selections were in the public domain. That not a slippery, shades of gray, depiction of the legal status of those works.
Its a specific assertion of a legal entity that has precedent, from over 200 years of examples.
THE INFRINGING EXAMPLES CANNOT STAND.
The problem here is simple: when copyright laws were drafted, the drafters either didn’t take into account or couldn’t have foreseen, that legal constructions such as corporations, could be seen and dealt with under the law as living people. The very entities the law seeks to bestow benefits to, are assumed to have a finite life span. But corporations can live forever, or at least much longer than any actual human being. Thus the Disney corporation can re-assert the ownership rights on Mickey Mouse for ever. A blatant flaw in the legal construct of copyright.
The entire book on copyright, invention ownership, and trademark needs to fixed. Its a broken old 19th century horse trying to keep up with everyone else on a 21st century highway. Its time to fix it.
09/05/2016 § Leave a comment
Pleasant portrait. The photos of Theresa I’ve seen rarely show her smiling.
There’s really nothing quite like having your heroes unmasked in front of your eyes. Several years ago while watching hours of Kurosawa films with my film-o-phile best friend Alvin we watched an ad for the classic Richard Attenborough-directed Ben Kingsley portrayal of “Gandhi” (which should illustrate just how long ago I’m talking about.) My friend spat out the name “Gandhi” as if it were poison. I was of course shocked. Hardly a week went by that Alvin didn’t spout off about something that I didn’t know anything about, that was interesting, and it was only after I did the research that I would figure out how wrong he was (and he was often wrong, to varying degrees, but still it made for an interesting friendship.)
Alvin, a self-described director-of-sorts himself (apparently he dabbled in film in college), also believed that skillful editing had nothing to do with the fact that a one hour episode of Iron Chef took exactly one hour even with commercials. To this day I sincerely hope he was screwing with my mind.
Alvin went on to describe how at Gandhi’s direction the division of the Hindus and the Muslims into greater India and the Pakistani nation resulted in incredible bloodshed on both sides. There was certainly truth to his view, but it was much more nuanced than one might guess from that simple blanket, and obviously biased, statement. (I never did understand how Alvin’s bias lay exactly, but the way he relayed the story to me had some obvious negative slant.)
As I would later discover the bloodshed was going on before Gandhi helped push the division through, so laying the horror specifically at the feet of Gandhi is pushing it a bit. He also shook his head vigorously at my mock observation that his opinion of conservatives made him appear as though he could swear they were blood-thirsty aliens from the far side of the galaxy.
“They very well may be…” he replied with no mockery in his voice.
Canonization is the Nobel Prize of the Catholic world; it shouldn’t be given out lightly. Even though it requires the silly proof that two miracles can be shown to have been preformed by the nominee (I really take that as more of idealized attributes than a pair of prerequisites) it is indeed an example and symbol of what heights human kindness can rise to a world of base inaction.
It was with great surprise that I read several years after my conversation with Alvin a magazine article that Mother Theresa has a rather callous hand with her charges; the poor and indigent of Calcutta. As I researched her life- over the last several years and for this column, I would find the truth more nuanced and less black and white than I thought.
Much like a Kurosawa film her life had deeper meaning and covered cracks than the usual story as seen from the slip cover.
Christopher Hitchens, the atheist’s atheist, produced a BBC documentary of her work based on a treatise of her finances by Aroup Chatterjee. Not surprisingly it was a less than glowing review of her life and work. She also accepted awards from dictators and appears to have possibly promoted her causes even to the cost of the people under her care, to a small extent. Vijay Prashad had some particularly scathing words to describe her work.
I don’t particularly wish anyone ill, least of all after they are dead. And I certainly don’t believe Theresa was a jaded publicity whore making HER mark in the world at the cost of the thousands who suffered in Calcutta (today’s Kolkata) during her tenure, and still do to this day. Is the world a better place for her having been in it? I think so. But maybe there’s something to be said for our heroes becoming larger than life after they’re gone.
10/23/2013 § 2 Comments
The principals behind banks are something everyone can understand. They hold your money for you, and pay for the privilege, current interest rates not withstanding. The banks that service checking accounts for most people are retail banks, and they are strictly regulated and heavily insured, an important by-product of the disaster of the Great Depression. But how many really understand the Credit Default Swap scandal of the last 7 or so years?
Other less regulated banks are investment banks, these banks are a bit freer to take bigger risks with the potential for more profit. When retail banks start doing things like take those same risks things like the Great Depression happen, which is why the Glass–Steagall act was born. This legislation strictly separates the activities of investment banking from retail banking; when an investment bank sinks it hurts investors that had the money to blow anyway. When a retail bank goes down, it takes people like you and me with it.
Interestingly, starting from the ’60’s on legislators started chipping away at Glass-Steagall, culminating in the Gramm-Leach-Bliley act of 1999, also known as the “Financial Services Modernization Act of 1999”, intended to address the cloudy “realities of modern finance”, and the most sweeping blow to the protection of Glass-Steagall to that time. Banks starting dabbing their collective kerchiefs into the risks and rewards of investment banking with plain account holders money. All three congressmen who introduced the bill were republicans by the way.
Because of the rendering of the Glass-Steagall act into a gutless cube of butter something interesting in the real estate market started happening; because banks were able to dabble in investment banking they were able to create “investment packages” that they could sell off to other institutions, and some of those packages started including real estate loans. There is no downside to this for the banks at all as the loans go completely out of their hands. Buyers of these “investment” vehicles don’t have a real issue with them; if the bundle contains a few bad loans, so what? Besides, these “bundles”, or Mortgage-Backed Securities could be re-sold, usually for a huge profit, and re-sold, and so on. As the immediate downside for the banks was none and the profits were many, there was little problem (as far as they saw it) to shoveling mortgages out the door by the truckloads masked in these so-called “Securities.” But to make mortgage-backed securities, you need real estate loans. Queue the Subprime mortgage crisis of 2007-08. “Give the people loans”, said representative Barney Frank of Massachusetts, so the banks complied by giving anyone a real estate loan, and covering their asses by selling off the loans in these securities.
Its difficult to believe the officers, CEOs, CFOs, and other higher-ranking officials of the institutions didn’t know exactly what was going on. But the pure profits were too difficult to ignore, obviously. By the way, not one of these men and women have been indicted or made to feel any effects for causing the biggest financial disaster since the Great Depression. Not one that I’m aware of by the way.
But the biggest insult came when Obama decided the thing to do was send truckloads of money to the very banks that initiated the crisis. Billions in bailout tax money, your money, was handed over to the banks that were most exposed to the credit default swap scandal, as its come to be known, with the understanding that these banks would start making loans again. But they didn’t, they sat on the money. Its your scandal, you paid for it, you enjoy it.
01/22/2013 § Leave a comment
I want to impart two procedures today; the first is the right way to configure the HP Linux Imaging and Printing Suite on Linux. The second is my take on the classic Taiwanese Oyster Omlette.
I purchased a new HP Photosmart 5520 so I could scan some forms to send an employer and decided I needed to get a network server printer since I’ve not had a console, or tower, pc in years. This way I can walk all around the house and not need to worry about connecting a USB port to a printer during the odd printing job. I also knew I wanted an HP printer since their Linux support, like Intel’s, is pretty generous.
So I get the thing home, unpack it, and set it up. It was pretty painless with my MacBook Pro Windows 7 Machine, as I assumed. Locating and installing the HP Driver suite for linux (HPLIP) was also pretty painless on my underpowered Gateway E1440u netbook as well. The thing about the book however is the installation was painless I’m sure due in no small fact that the OS install was mature and over time I have installed many (or all) of the dependencies the driver suite needed. Installing HPLIP on a new machine was painful though; the usual dependancy chain issues. APT is a great system, but why can’t it report the actual NAME of any dependancies it finds lacking for any particular application you want to install? This one feature would increase the usefulness of APT immeasurably.
There are several names for packages, there is the name that is useful, then there are usually one or more quite useless names for every package in every repository for every distro. Searching for the package that APT refers to and presents the user is usually not very useful. APT should report the ACTUAL NAME and minimum version of the missing dependancy its looking for, like this: “missing libgooblat-dev-188.8.131.52”; NOT “missing gooblat-devel”. It drives me crazy when it complains about missing a lib yet refers to the binary package name. YES, I know there are tools and commands that will tell you what the missing package(s) are but they aren’t widely published, even now I dread the effort that will be needed to locate them. And YES, I know Synaptic will resolve depandancies issues but this completely defeats the need. I have little love for fireing up Synaptic when I’m in the heat of installing stuff in bash. Oh, and I love searching through apt-cache; it can present up to 100 packages with variations on the name I’m searching for. Useless. The actual package name & version should be displayed by APT, and you know its possible, if APT didn’t deal with this information internally then it wouldn’t work; so all that needs to happen is the Debian dev team just needs to expose this info to the user.
I recently decided to invest in an Acer Aspire S3 for Linux duties. Its a pretty cool machine execpt for a few issues; the Linux distros I’ve tried (Mint and Bodhi) do not recognize the on-board bluetooth chip. There are a few remedies on the net and I’ll try them when I get a second. For one the battery life doesn’t last the specified 6 hours (more like 2 1/2), and I hate that I can’t upgrade the RAM from the onboard 4 Gigs, but otherwise I like the extra umph of the 4 i5 2467M processors a lot. With the later distros (3.x+ kernel) I don’t even have to recompile the kernel for SMP, at least as far as I can tell.
For whatever reason HP has seen fit not to enable network scanning in a NETWORK SCANNING APPLIANCE in their pre-compiled HPLIP package, so to get this going you need to follow the procedure below. As mentioned earlier I had some issues getting the HP LIP compiled and installed, twice, (installed multiple distros on the new machine to try some stuff), so I present here now how to do this to save you the hassle;
- First make sure you have the following installed; net-snmp-dev libcupsimage2-dev libsane-dev python-dev libusb-1.0-0-dev libusb-1.0-0
- Go to: http://sourceforge.net/projects/hplip/files/hplip and select the tarball appropriate, usually the latest. DO NOT download the precompiled package (like the .deb package for Debian platforms), you need to compile this to get scanning working.
- Extract the files and cd into the directory you extracted them to.
- Run the following command:
./configure –with-hpppddir=/usr/share/ppd/HP –prefix=/usr –enable-udev-acl-rules –enable-qt4 –disable-libusb01_build –enable-doc-build –disable-cups-ppd-install –disable-foomatic-drv-install –disable-foomatic-ppd-install –disable-hpijs-install –disable-udev_sysfs_rules –disable-policykit –enable-cups-drv-install –enable-hpcups-install –enable-network-build –enable-dbus-build –enable-scan-build –enable-fax-build
- Run make
- Run sudo make install
- Run hp-setup (as your user, no need to run as root) and configure your printer set up (make sure the printer is on and on line)
- Log out and log back in.
You should see a blue “hp” icon on your task bar now, and you should be able to print, scan, whatever.
Second thing I want to publish is a food recipe I’ve developed in my capacity as an amateur chef; Oyster Omlette. This is a classic chinese dish found mostly in Taiwan but also in Hong Kong and other Chinese parts of Asia but with a Japanese spin.
Japanese Oyster Omlette
- 4 Tblspn Shoyu (Soy Sauce)
- 3 Tblspn Zeisner curry ketchup, or plain ketchup + 1/2 teaspn curry powder
- Dash of cooking sake
- 5-6 raw Oysters
- 3 Eggs
- Bok choy, chopped
- Teaspn corn starch
- Clove garlic
- 1 Oz. Chopped mushrooms
- Make an Omlette with the above ingrediants
If you like curry and ketchup get a bottle of Zeisner’s. I get mine from my local Cost Plus food section, but you can order it from Amazon as well, but for more than the $4.99 I pay at the Cost Plus. Amazon has other curry ketchups but I’ve tried them and Zeisner’s is the best. I hope the above steps help you in your IT and culinary endevours.