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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Dark Energy Stunts Galaxy's Growth

This from today's New York Times - and if any of you are responsible, I want you to cut it out right now! You know who you are...



NASA/CXC/SAO/A.Vikhlinin et al
A composite image of the galaxy cluster Abell 85, located about 740 million light years from Earth. Observations of it helped astronomers trace how dark energy has stifled the growth of galaxies over the last seven billion years.


By DENNIS OVERBYE
Published: December 16, 2008
The same mystery force that is speeding up the expansion of the universe is also stunting the growth of the objects inside it, astronomers said on Tuesday.

After bulking up rapidly in the first 10 billion years of cosmic time, clusters of galaxies, the cloudlike swarms that are the largest conglomerations of matter in the universe, have grown anemically or not at all during the last five billion years, like sullen teenagers who suddenly refuse to eat.

“This result could be explained as arrested development of the universe,” said Alexey Vikhlinin of the Harvard-Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics, who led a multinational team using NASA’s Chandra X-ray Observatory to weigh galaxy clusters from far across space. The group reported the results in two papers that will appear in the Astrophysical Journal.

The culprit, he said, appears to be an antigravitational force that astronomers have labeled “dark energy.” It was discovered 10 years ago by astronomers who were using exploding stars called supernovas as distance markers to chart the expansion of the universe. In a puzzle that is still reverberating, they found that instead of slowing down because of cosmic gravity, as common sense would suggest, the expansion of the universe was actually speeding up, with galaxies zooming apart faster and faster.

Dr. Vikhlinin’s results dovetail eerily with the supernova results, suggesting that dark energy emerged as a dominant force in the universe about seven billion to five billion years ago. Clusters grow by gravity, according to cosmological theory, starting as small dimples in the heat and fizz of the Big Bang and then drawing in surrounding material over the eons. Dark energy would work against gravity and try to push the matter falling in back out, stalling growth.

Together with earlier observations of supernovas and other effects, Dr. Vikhlinin said, the new data strengthen the suspicion — but do not prove — that dark energy is the result of a weird antigravity called the cosmological constant that was hypothesized and then abandoned by Albert Einstein as a “blunder” almost a century ago.

Many other theories are still in contention, but some that involve modifying Einstein’s general theory of relativity, which has been the last work on gravity for almost a century, might be on the verge of extinction, astronomers said.

“If this was a fox hunt and dark energy was the fox, I think they have closed off another escape route. But there is still a lot of terrain left for the fox, and we’ve seen little more than a glimmer of fur,” said Adam Riess, of Johns Hopkins and the Space Telescope Science Institute, and one of the original discoverers of dark energy.

Other astronomers hailed the work as opening a new avenue in the investigation of what is happening and will happen to the cosmos.

“To date, only one technique — supernovae — has detected dark energy without folding in other observations,” said Michael Turner of the University of Chicago. “This would be the second, stand-alone, detection of dark energy and the validation of an important technique for probing dark energy.”

To explain why the universe was stable and did not collapse under the collective gravity of its contents, Einstein speculated that empty space, what physicists call the vacuum, was imbued with an antigravitational energy — his cosmological constant. Einstein’s constant did not even work mathematically, and later it was discovered that the universe was not stable — it was expanding.

Modern quantum mechanics predicts that empty space should indeed be imbued with this strange energy, but the possibility that the dark energy might actually be Einstein’s cosmological constant has thrown physics into philosophical turmoil. “The discovery of dark energy has greatly changed how we think about the laws of nature,” Edward Witten, a theorist at the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton, N.J., said recently.

According to the calculations, the cosmological constant should be 1060 times bigger than what astronomers have measured; in such a universe, stars, planets and of course ourselves could not exist. The only way out, some physicists and cosmologists have argued, is to presume that our own universe is only one of as many as 10500 parallel universes, in which the laws of physics happen to be conducive to our existence. But many others bitterly disagree.

As a result, many astronomers and physicists are desperate for evidence of another explanation. Dr. Riess said of the cosmological constant, “The biggest thing we could learn is by ruling that out.”

Last month, NASA and the Department of Energy signed a memorandum of agreement to build a dark energy observatory satellite that would be launched in the next decade.

Clusters of galaxies are the largest conglomerations of matter in the universe, and so, next to the universe itself, they are a perfect laboratory for studying gravity and its enemy, dark energy, on a grand scale. They are also easy to find. They are filled with gas so scorchingly hot that it emits X-rays, which can be seen by satellite observatories like Chandra and Rosat, which was built in Germany and launched by NASA, from billions of light-years away.

Starting in 2005, Dr. Vikhlinin and his colleagues used Chandra to observe 86 clusters that had previously been found in a survey by Rosat. One was a set of 37 about five billion light-years away, while 49 others were about half a billion light-years or closer. Their masses, determined from the extent of the X-ray images and their spectra, ranged from 100 trillion Suns to a quintillion Suns.

The span between the two sets amounts to about a third of the age of the universe. Dr. Vikhlinin and his colleagues used theoretical models to calculate how the numbers of clusters with different masses would change during that span under different conditions, including no dark energy.

The models without dark energy would not fit, they concluded. The most massive clusters, they found, are only about a fifth as plentiful today as they would be in a universe without dark energy, Dr. Vikhlinin said. The clusters, he said, “are still growing, but very slowly.”

Monday, December 15, 2008

John Dillon Fillmore




Tristan Perich























Stan sent over the webpage for this musician who is operating on the edge of something - soldering live circuits during the performance? heavens! except this sounds cool and not too contrived like most performance art bullshit. Wait, I take that back, Stan. I just listened to three of his youtube videos and they weren't really listenable. Bad drumming to boot. The Rhythm and Noise movement has long roots in NYC back to Lunch and James Chance but this one doesn't swing...

not just pissy because you dissed my slideshow...

R
image modified by Robert Sommers©



Boots of Spanish Leather



There have been so many jokes and the whole Iraqi shoe throwing incident is now late night television fodder and a big old thigh slapper. But I really admire the guy who vented his rage and anger. Knowing that he would be shot or subdued in this public theater.  Guess he's had a few bones broken in custody already.  He could have easily used a gun but decided to throw his shoes. Interesting. The bottom of the feet is taboo in much of asia and the middle east. His gesture was rich in symbolism. Why have no Americans had the balls to toss a florsheim or two in the last eight years?

I looked up the confirmed Iraqi civilian casualty body count today since the beginning of the war here. And I have to ask myself if I was an Iraqi, how would I feel about the man from Crawford laying my country upside down, two million people displaced, with a protracted civil war between the three enemy groups still yet to come? Prick dictator that he was, Saddam, like Tito, was the only guy who could maybe keep the festering rage between the sects from boiling over. Albeit with some very nasty means. Maybe someone will come over and liberate the Native American Indian soon? Will we be cool with that?

For a guy who owned a baseball team Bushie sure looks like a deer caught in the headlights. Frankly, he's cowering like a baby.  The prime minister looks like he has good hands. The Padres need a shortstop. Quid Pro Quo?

Metal and Chrome

my first attempt at an imovie slideshow of my car photographs - resolution ain't great but you hopefully get the message.

Next stop - video!

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Cell Phone Quandary



I own a Blackberry 8830 World Phone. It's a great not so little PDA, but has kind of lousy audio quality. Frankly not the best phone. But I am a crackberry addict because the email server is so great. My second battery stopped taking a charge last week so I stopped at the Verizon Store and they informed me that they didn't have any more because they tell me that they are phasing the phone out. I have gone through three of the darn things in two years because the charging port goes bad over time. I managed to find a new battery and although the phone shows it's charging, it's actually not. I looked at the new touchscreen Blackberry Storm but after the brutal New York Times article last month, was a little worried about of it's apparent slow and tedious keyboard response. I hear that it is a great fun toy but the guy at Verizon said that this iteration is not practical for actually writing and texting. The Brickbreaker Game is supposed to be really improved on the Storm but that is of lesser importance to me. Research in Motion is now a dull symphony at rest. In order to sexy up their product line, they have become less and less practical.

So now, what to do - I could get an iphone and break my contract - which covers three phones in my family - but I don't think ATT's network is quite as comprehensive and it might prove expensive. Does anyone have any recommendations on a decent phone in the Verizon family? I had a curve initially but found that the buttons were a little too small for my fingers. Verizon says that there will probably be a next generation fix on the storm, but who knows how that will turn out. He suggested the new palm as an option but I don't know how long the company will be around.

What to do?

The Marimba Theramin duet

Don't mess wif da blast













Last week I posted a picture of Betty Page. Bang, three days later she's dead. I had no clue. Pulled up a pic of the Caine Mutiny Showcard this morning, posted it on the blog, opened up the paper and bingo, Van Johnson's dead. Spooky really. Now where was that picture of my ex wife?

The Democracy Experiment



It hasn't been a real fun time for me lately on the blog. I unleashed a monster and I see the angry citizens of the town are now walking up the hill with lit torches. I am engaged in lengthy ecumenical arguments and listening to music that I frankly can't stand. And this was my doing and I apologize. Maybe I wasn't really ready to see my child go off to school. To lose control of one's progeny. So the democracy experiment is officially over. The first rule is "thou shall not bore" and I think that we were dangling very close to the edge.

I have changed the comment moderation format so that I will review all future comments for content. This will delay posting of some comments for a period of time and I apologize. If it is too much of a hassle we will change back.

Grumpy has left for Ohio with Sneezy and Doc to take care of a sick uncle. Well, that's the official party line. The truth is he is just now landing in Ho Chi MInh City for a short stretch at a reeducation camp. See the world and all that. Hopefully he will get his own blog and his devoted fans will be able to link to it on my site.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Jake Lays it Down



"Evil is Alive and Well" is the name of this wonderful song, it's the lead track on Jakob Dylan's first "solo" album "Seeing Things", which came out earlier this year (not sure when, i'd heard it had been released, then i found it all of a sudden in my library's inventory)...i've been a Wallflowers fan from the beginning, and i'm not sure whether or not they are a going concern, i hope they are - here, though, the accompaniment is all acoustic, and Rick Rubin produced it (he also manned the boards for JR Cash's last few albums), so it sounds just right, very spare...i've always liked Jake, his songs, his voice, his looks, and the way he's steered his own course in the rockmusic jungle and not taken advantage of his father's mega status...i recommend this album to everyone without reservation.

Walkin' My Cat Named Dog



once again, some benign nostalgia, this time from one hit wonder Norma Tanega circa 1966, to take us away for a moment from the mess in Detroit, Washington, and the world at large. I love this song and this video and i just adore her smile, and her earrings.

Turn, Turn, Turn!



Brothers and sisters, today's lesson is taken from the Book of Ecclesiastes, Chapter 3, verses 1 through 8.

Panic in Detroit



Well the Republican Senators have effectively signed the death sentence for General Motors and Chrysler with Ford barely hanging on. I still can't for the life of me figure out how the administration can give hundreds of billions of no strings attached dollars to banks that made godawful decisions but can't spare a measly 14 billion to save the American auto industry. An industry that saved our ass in World War II. For a paltry sum that equates to the cost of a week in Iraq for the U.S. military.

Lets put three and a half million more people out on the streets. All the little mom and pop vendors who depend on the auto industry to pay their bills, guess what, that check ain't coming.

Of course, the opposition stems from the red south, a region replete with foreign car manufacturers. But it would be cynical to think that they have any influence on their host state's stance on this issue, wouldn't it? Another pitched battle in the civil war - and they said we were still fighting over Vietnam...

McConnell and his gang sought to get their pound of flesh from the UAW and drive the final stake into the heart of the unions. I hope that Americans have a long memory about which party threw Detroit under the bus. The party with the born again fiscal conservatives. Thanks for the lump of coal and merry christmas.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Dissed by the Pros


There is a blogger heirarchy.  On the top of the blog pyramid are guys like Drudge, Kos, Huffington Post and Talking Points Memo. I find Kos to be real boring - same for Real Clear Politics and Politico but like the other ones a lot. Drudge is rabid but quite the clearinghouse for information. Really they're all electronic magazines with lots of employees and funding at this level.

A second tier might be Firedoglake and Crooks and Liars. The latter runs a blog roundup periodically.  I stuck a Sarah Silverman video up courtesy of Frazer in Seattle and they linked to it a few months ago and I got an enormous number of hits on my nascent blogsite.  For which I am very grateful.  The Blue Heron Blast, is a bottom rung, sort of fifth tier compendium of music, arts, politics and popular culture that doesn't take itself all that seriously. But does have a chip on it's shoulder. A david complex, if you will.

Like an adolescent who won't stop following his older brother around, I started pestering Crooks and Liars , sending them posts and blasts every day until he finally sent me an email to wise up and stop bothering him - he has to wade through tons of blogs every day.  I apologized to Mike and tried to ease up on my submissions, to curb my lusty need for a few more national hits.

The other day after what I thought was a decent and appropriate interlude, I sent my post about the Andrew Ferguson cover on the Smithsonian (a literary gem if I may say so) and got a terse reply that it would go in his next "holy crap" blog.  After a few minutes of cogitation I realized that he was calling it complete shit.  I have hereby sworn off pandering to the big guys.  My blog gets plenty of hits, nationally and internationally and I will no longer kiss any heinie.

Besides my blog is a lot more fun.

Attention Mac Users


I downloaded a cool new program from CNET that you might want to check out. 1password 2.9.5. Link to it here. This very easy to set up program spews out algorithms and gives you an unbreakable master password so that you don't have to remember a zillion of them. A friend died quite suddenly a year ago today and his wife has still not cracked his multiple passwords. For forty bucks, problem solved.

Bobby McFerrin does Bach

Partita 3 violin

"Hot Rod" Blagojevich indicted





















Well if we can get off tennis for a moment, here's a new one, a corrupt politician from Illinois. Next thing you know, they'll be sending astronauts to the moon. As Captain Renault said in Casablanca, I'm shocked, shocked. Blago was trying to peddle a vacant Senate seat to the highest bidder and they evidently frown upon things like that in some circles.

My republican pals are emailing me and positively giddy - hey look, we can be just as venal and mercenary as you guys, we just don't hide behind the flag or the bible when we go astray. Rod can join the old Republican Governor, George Ryan, in the big house for daily strategy sessions.

The people and papers in Chicago had this guy figured out a long time ago and good riddance to garbage. Now the GOP can use every outlandish tool at their disposal to try to link him to the President - elect.


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I find the gnashing of teeth over Obama's cabinet appointments pretty ludicrous as well. His much too centrist selections are not a problem with real people, just stupid talking heads like Dick Morris. They created a caricature of him pre election and now he's not cooperating. Remember, he was a stealth Marxist before the election, now he's a closeted Republican who's stealing their positions and thunder.

Frankly, most Americans don't care, just pray to god he can fix this mess and worry about who gets the credit and blame later. End of sermon. Match. Point. Back to tennis, I guess.

Remembering Little Mo


San Diego's own Maureen Connolly that is, largely unheard of these days, but the first woman ever to win the grand slam, ie the australian, french, and US opens and Wimbledon, all in a calendar year, and this years before Margaret Court and Steffi Graf did it... but you won't find any specials devoted to Little Mo, as they called her, on the Tennis Channel-they're too busy running features on what hot cars the ATP players drive, also what swanky tennis resorts we should all visit, as if we could even afford to.... what i'm getting at i guess is that i long for the days of the wood racquet, of Tilden and Vines and Budge and Kramer and Gonzalez, before "advances" in racquet and string technology turned the game into a slugging contest- who can hit the hardest serve, the most punishing groundstrokes?.... in the days of wood, things were evenly balanced between offense and defense, more or less, and the pace of the game wasn't extreme like it is now- now you're lucky if you can even return a serve-if i were across the net from the 6-10 Ivo Karlovic, i'd wear body armor.. still i love Federer, and no i won't launch into another top ten list here , but he'd be on mine... and there's lots of great women players i could name, but i won't- for now just take a second to remember Little Mo.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Life Drawing

I've been drawing from live nude models since I was eighteen. I find people's responses to the concept and the resulting artwork interesting,distressing, and sometimes amusing depending on my mood. The latest remark was from a fifty-plus woman who said she thought she would just giggle if she saw someone naked in a drawing class. She has three children. Were they conceived undercover?

I've been in classes where the model has strolled around nude looking at our work. It just seems natural, not weird or sexual. It seems we are still stuck in the puritanical mindset of our
ancesters. Don't know what I'm really trying to express here, except that the human form is beautiful, old or young, and we should relax and be less fearful of living.

You're Gestating my Zygote - Paul Anka

The most chauvinistic, inane, cheesy, misogynist song ever written. You're the cutest little incubator a man could ever wish for...

Top Five Slime Foods



Foods that remind me of the movie, The Blob, and that after one taste will never again cross my lips.

  • Natto-fermented soy beans
  • Persimmons
  • Raw eggs
  • Jello
  • Oysters

top ten mass murderers



Juan Corona



I always hated top 10 lists, Robert Hilburn used the artifice ad nauseum, made a career out of it, but in response to Grumpy's hit parade, here goes - forgot the name of the guy who climbed into the University of Texas bell tower - he probably would have made the cut -

1. Ed Gein - Wore his mothers skin - inspiration for movie Psycho
2. Juan Corona - farmworker was so venal they named a cheap mexican beer after him.
3. Charles Manson - loveable old charlie - could reportedly stop a clock with his mind
4. John Wayne Gacy - Kiddie Clown with a nasty disposition
5. Ted Bundy - Ted Bundy was handsome and cultured and charming. Until he was strangling and mutilating his victims, displaying their lopped-off heads in his apartment and sleeping with their corpses until putrefaction made it unbearable. (from Time Magazine)
6. Nightstalker -Kenneth Bianchi and Angelo Buono - killing cousins.
7. Richard Speck - systematically killed eight student nurses.
8. Charles Starkweather - murdered 11 people in two states, accompanied by his underage girlfriend.
9. Jeffrey Dahmer - washed them down with a shot of chianti and fava beans
10.David Berkovitz - adopted, not really jewish - He claimed a demon transmitted orders through his neighbor's dog instructing him to murder. Bad dog.

Our Best and Brightest

i got to thinking today, if i had to pick, say, the musical top ten for this country, who would they be? these were some names i came up with, across the board genre-wise:

1. Stephen Foster-creator of the popular song
2. Scott Joplin-father of ragtime, the forerunner of jazz
3. Louis Armstrong-Pops, the undisputed father of jazz
4. Robert Johnson-king of the blues
5.Hank Williams-king of country music
6. Irving Berlin-king of the popular song
7. Duke Ellington-jazz icon, national treasure
8. Charlie Parker-bebop torchbearer
9. George Gershwin-bridged the gap between jazz, classical, and broadway
10. Chuck Berry-genius of rocknroll, he bridged the gap from the swing era to the rock era

obviously i'm leaving a lot of names out, including those who came after Chuck Berry, i'll leave it up to you gentle reader to fill in the gaps...

Bobo's, and The Angry Yoga Guy



things to do in Tuscon:


try the carnitas tacos at any Losbetos, which is a local franchise, they were the best i've ever munched on......


eat at Bobo's, a downhome family style diner on Grant near Country Club, best home fries ever and very good huevos rancheros, very warm atmosphere, it's like everyone there knows each other, everyone is family, none of this yuppie phoniness that i hate...they're open 530 am till 2 in the afternoon, they don't have a website, not even a business card-you gotta love it..


go to the Tuscon Art Museum before the Maynard Dixon exhibit closes, he was an true artist of the Southwest who lived in that area for some time, could paint and draw like nobody's bidness......


check out 4th Ave near the UA campus, lotsa funky shops and restaurants and an amazing thrift store where i bought a worldclass tennis racquet for a buck fifty...


things to avoid in Tuscon: ...


sidewalks in the outlying areas, 'cause a lot of the streets don't have any, just dusty gravel.......


mainly, though, while in Tuscon, avoid the Angry Yoga Guy... Angry Yoga Guy just growls when you say hello to him... he lays his rug out on the back lawn and does his stretches and yoga postures every morning... when i remarked to him, trying to be pleasant, that there was a bit of a chill in the air, Angry Yoga Guy barked, "I don't wanna hear about it man, don't tell me it's fuckin' cold"...i'm told that Angry Yoga Guy does some kind of primal therapy on himself, he now and then can be heard screaming and pounding the walls by his neighbors...Angry Yoga Guy isn't all bad, i saw him petting his cats not long after he yelled at me, he has a soft side too...minutes later as i was leaving for the airport to come home, Angry Yoga Guy must have gotten some of the bile out of his system, he saw me carrying my suitcase down the stairs and asked, "where you headed?" "San Diego", i answered, not even looking at him. "I hear it's warm there too", he replied with a smug grin... i kept my mouth shut, just kept walkin' and still wouldn't look at him...maybe Angry Yoga Guy will get over it, get a different perspective on life-it's been known to happen...

Monday, December 8, 2008

Roaring mice


My mother's family is from the Old West. My grandfather was born on an Indian reservation, son of a horse trader. He saw the Wild West turning into the tame version full of vanity ranches we have now. Didn't say much about the changes because he didn't have anything good to say. Back in those days, 'uppity', 'spit in their eye', and 'I don't reckon', were pretty mild ways of expressing a fiercely independent and individualistic streak Westerners proudly wore along with jeans that had a round mark from the Skoal tin in their back pocket. Read Thomas Pynchon's 'Against the Day' for more on this, if you can handle a lot of sex in a novel.

Our political history, it seems to me, is based on this style. Early colonists came to get away from governments telling them what to think. Escaping poverty has played a big part in our in migration, but escaping oppression has been and remains a big factor. We stood up to King George, and did more than spit in his eye. The European powers tried to push our new country around, and we formed ragtag militias and showed them that the Atlantic was too big an obstacle to be able to impose their Imperial ambitions upon a determined and armed society.

We have glorified the little guy in our mythology and law. This has led to a culture where taking on the big guys and popular opinion is seen as heroism rather than idiocy. See Gregory Peck in 'To Kill a Mockingbird'. The back stop of rule of law has made this possible. We have gotten our day in court, some kind of attorney, and with no obvious bruises showing, for the most part. Journalists will likely be there, and the little guy against the system story sells newspapers. To me, this is one of the most important parts of our history and traditions.

After my little jaunts to Russia, Malaysia, and now back in Thailand after the political unrest recently, here are some thoughts on how differently their societies deal with dissent.

In Russia the state is once again consolidating legal power over the post Soviet breakup oligarchs as well as ordinary people with nationalism and brutality as their hallmarks. America is the convenient bad guy, responsible for the breakup of their Empire (true enough in part, and boy are we paying a price for our own Imperial ambitions and willingness to print money in support of it). A new version of the former 'Young Communists' youth movement is arrogantly standing up for the United Russia party (black shirts in waiting) and are breaking heads to prevent any independent political parties from gaining traction. Those that complain about cronyism are likely to get beat up, arrested, and tried in closed courts (family members included). My younger Russian friends see no point in even thinking about politics.

In Malaysia, state sanctioned preferences for Malays are now entrenched, with every vote in party congresses having a price tag up front and a feeding frenzy on the exchequer in the back room. The question of who qualifies as a Malay seems to come down to religion more so than origin, with some from Indonesia and India managing to get to the trough as well those with a longer tenure on the land. Bloggers are getting arrested and Singapore's repressive meritocracy looks better and better to a lot of Malaysian citizens. The weight of inefficiency is starting to drag the economy down and a lot of hard working upwardly striving people can't reach success.

In Thailand a seemingly developing country has been revealed to have never gotten beyond its feudal past, as the populist government (startlingly efficient in its corruption and totally indifferent to the good of the country) has now been brought down by what many foreign commentators are calling reactionary forces in society. A mostly well intentioned mass of urbanites has been led by a black magic believing demagogue into crippling the elected government. The army prevented an otherwise bloody resolution until the suddenly speedy courts brought down a third prime minister in three years (the first one, still pulling the strings, was removed by an Army coup in 2006). This group took over the Government House for months before occupying the major international airport. No effective legal action was ever taken against them and the same courts released their leaders on bail to continue despite their political foes holding a parliamentary majority.

I hope that the old style conservatives in America, a la Barry Goldwater, realize how combining deregulation of the markets with giving the fat cats front row seats at the federal appropriations merry go round has bankrupted America in a way that no socialized medicine pay outs ever could. Charting the national debt versus party in power for the last 20 years shows how social conservatism has trumped fiscal conservatism.

My real fear is that with the erosion of our proud tradition of civil rights and the individuals rights to habeus corpus, privacy, a speedy and fair public trial with a jury of their peers, that old 'spit in their eye' spirit may be gone. With the Eurozone at the mercy of the southern gas pipelines, Britain on its knees economically, France still holding its post colonial non Gallic population down, and America polarized between blue and red instead of thinking of red, white, and blue, what little guy will still be able to stand up to fight for principles?

A lot of people feel the rapid expansion of information technology and phenomenons like blogging will empower the individual. Looking at America from afar, I think the recent ascendancy of fear over principle in public affairs is what we need to be empowered about.

island guy

Forrie



I love science fiction, comix, fantasy, all that stuff.  Started out with Dunsany and Morris, Tolkein, Sturgeon, Bradbury, Sprague de Camp, Farmer, Lovecraft, Dick and Zelazny. Like Card but honestly don't read that much Scifi anymore because it's too hard to find anyone decent to read. I liked the Wild Card mosaic series a lot.

Like most adolescent youth my age, I had a huge comic collection - all the Shield, Avengers, early x-men, New Gods, Deadman, FF, Doctor Strange, Spidey (a love I share with the president elect), Steranko, Watchmen, etc.  World class collection of undergrounds at one time, from Joel Beck onwards.  Loved Dave Sheriden and Scheier, Spain, Geiser, Bode, all of them. And unfortunately my mom threw the whole shitload of my straight comics away when I was in high school one day. Hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of golden age comix at today's prices. So I killed her.

I started going to comic conventions in the mid seventies and met the coolest cats in the world - both Kirby and S. Clay Wilson drew on my cast when I had a broken leg. (I kept it for a while until my ex-wife made me throw it away because it smelled so bad.)  Deitch, Kitchen, Mouse, Kelley, Griffin, Sheriden, Ron Turner, everybody was so friendly.  Moscoso, all the heavies. Greg Irons. Williams. Later Crumb, when Griffin and I brought up pages for Zap.  

The scene at the San Diego Comic Con used to be really fun before it went corporate. El Cortez era.  I remember a lot of crazy zany people, many no longer with us.  Dave Gibson, Shel, Scroggy, Mielke, Rick Geary, Trina, Kaluta, Scott Shaw!, Yeh, Chaykin, Wrightson, Elder, Kurtzman, Pini, Schanes, the weird writer Garris, his talented brother Phil.  Nino, Redondo, Alcala. The incredibly gifted William Stout who had done some great bootleg album covers of the dead and the who. Steve Lealoha. Jeff Jones. Corbin. Dave Stevens. Carol Lay. So many more and all so talented. Lots and lots of my artistic heroes - got to meet Clay Wilson and Sturgeon and Roger Z. and so many great guys. Remember George Clayton Johnson taking all of his clothes off at some trippy party.  He had written some star trek episodes and was a real strange cat. I was just a snot nosed punk kid yet everyone treated everybody with respect.  Eventually the underground artists sort of got shunted out or disappeared.  Too much corporate lucre around and the thing became more money driven and less fun.

I remember seeing Forrest J. Ackerman at one of these fetes and he was like a god.  I won't give you a whole bio - you should google his obit - but what a seminal figure in science fiction and horror.  He was Lovecraft and Bradbury's agent. Wrote lesbian fiction under a pseudonym. Phenomenal collector and walking encyclopedia.  He died this week.  I never talked to him, was probably afraid to, but saw him from time to time and know that he will be missed by many fans, aficionados and everyday people. 

Monkey Man

That Big Old Cultural Divide


The Weekly Standard has quite the nasty laugher this month in Andrew Ferguson's cover story, "The Past Isn't What It Used To Be." This article is basically a conservative hatchet job on the Smithsonian Museum of American History in Washington D.C.. Political correctness is after all a two way street.

Mr. Ferguson starts his essay by writing that the Museum has been a big disappointment since its doors first opened in 1964. A monolith of bad lighting and dull architecture and deeply boring content. He finds time to insult it's sister museum, the vaunted National Gallery of Art as well - "snoozey(sic), filled with still-lifes and hunks of marble."

The Museum has evidently undergone a renovation, one that I have not yet seen.  I hope that I can visit it one day.
"In ceremonies to mark the occasion, the president delivered a speech, followed by the first lady. Colonial pipers piped and historical reenactors reenacted, and the unavoidable Colin Powell--fast becoming our nation's toastmaster general, as George E. Jessel was to an earlier generation--read the Gettysburg Address."

I guess General Powell is now officially kicked under the bus, how dare he question the neoconservative party line on WMD's? And all this time I thought he was a genuine war hero - silly me.

Ferguson maintains that the Museum was created to illustrate the traditional American way of life - displays that might inspire a love of country or deepen our appreciation for the sacrifice of our forebears.  All laudable and well and good.  Somehow the evil academics and social historian curators  with their "tedious and voguish view of history" have imposed their dark view of America on the museum in the last thirty years.  Their theorizing of history supplanted the rah rah cheerleading that Ferguson appears to favor.

Here's a lovely passage from his piece that I faithfully reproduce: 

Inevitably, the Smithsonian's obsession with social history descended into political correctness--a dismal accounting of American history as an endless manipulation of powerless groups by a powerful elite, punctuated now and then by the triumphant, but always incomplete, liberation of the oppressed. The political critique was implicit from early on. As a former director of the museum told the Washington Post: "We set about to reacquaint Americans with the ambiguity of public life and the ambiguity of American institutions," an effort that drew criticism, he said, from constituencies that were always "reaching for an artificial, false simplicity." The goal, said another curator, was to "challenge visitors' preconceived notions and views on American history and the world around them."

A couple of problems were apparent from the start. For one thing, fewer and fewer Americans had preconceived notions about American history because they hadn't been taught any. And it wasn't a coincidence that all this "reacquainting" ran in only one direction, politically. Thus the family with the squalling kids might have stepped in from the mall with a relatively benign view of their country, based on personal experience, but the museum wised them up pretty quick, as they found themselves relentlessly challenged with ambiguity.

In truth, though, the museum's picture of America wasn't ambiguous at all. It was clear as could be, from the smallest detail to the largest strokes. The United States, as presented in its preeminent museum of history, was a difficult place to love. The biggest exhibit on World War II--the only exhibit on World War II--was devoted to the internment of Japanese Americans. World War I was reduced to a single small display about the role of women. Mention of the achievements of American farmers was restricted to the abuse of sharecroppers. When an exhibit touched on the country's economic system (infrequently), it was to demonstrate capital's exploitation of labor: sweat shops, the busted-up strikes of Mexican farm workers, tributes to César Chávez and Harry Bridges, abandoned textile workers, and the Chinese immigrants who built the railroads and felt the lash for their trouble. Wherever you turned, some artifact was threatening to raise your consciousness.

And the picture was made even starker by what was left out. From Hamilton to Eisenhower, most of the great names of American history had been purged. Little attention was paid to military sacrifice and heroism, diplomacy, national politics, religion, the Constitution, or the bounty of capitalism and its remarkable spread across every race and class.

Over the years, there were occasional public complaints about the dullness and the pitilessly ideological content, some lampoons of absurd exhibits like "A Material World," but mostly the curators benefited from that deference to experts that is another hallmark of the American experience. Finally, though, beginning about a decade ago, people started to notice what was happening at the National Museum of American History--people who could do something about it.

Though our grandchildren will never believe it, the Republican control of Congress offered fleeting moments that brimmed with hope and promise. One such moment came on July 28, 1999, during a hearing of the Senate Committee on Rules and Administration, Sen. Mitch McConnell presiding.

It wasn't much noticed at the time--nothing beyond a glancing story in the Washington Post a few days later. The rules committee oversees the Smithsonian Institution, and the only witness this day was Michael Heyman, the Smithsonian's then secretary. Presumably Heyman arrived prepared for the usual dishwater back-and-forth about budgets and construction timetables. McConnell had other ideas. He had recently visited the NMAH. He'd heard some unkind things about the museum, he said, rumors about persistent bias in the exhibits, unpatriotic slants on the country's history. He wanted to see for himself.

"I saw quite a lot," McConnell told Heyman, "and much of what I saw, I didn't like." In exhibit after exhibit, McConnell said, he had sensed "a drift toward political correctness"--the consistent implication that American history was at bottom a story of exploitation and repression. An exhibit on 19th-century immigrants, he pointed out, had dwelt exclusively on "the dark side of capitalism," suggesting that the social and economic improvement of the nation's immigrant populations had been owing "to luck, just luck," rather than hard work, ingenuity, and a uniquely free political and economic system. An exhibit on Indians of the Southwest had an equally anti-American, anti-Western bias.

"For example," McConnell said, "in the New Mexico Pueblo exhibit, references are made to 'invasive forms of Christianity.'" He didn't like the sly pejorative. "Invasive!" he said. "The characterization seems more apt for a parasitic virus, a plague, than as a means of describing the evolution of Christianity in this country."

Now, if Mr. McConnell or Mr. Ferguson for that matter, would take the time to actually research the history of the Spanish and church's subjugation of the native population,  
they would be hard put to typify the brutality, murder and servitude of the Pueblo, Cherokee, Navajo or Mission Indians as just another step in the christian evolution of America.

I love America as much as the next guy, but think that Selma, Bull Connor and the lunch counters are as important to our national dialogue as the birth of the steam engine and Betsy Ross's flag. Those that don't remember the past are...oh, I forget...

We are ill served by Ferguson and his ilk's flag waving. 


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Connie Smith -- Once A Day

Millard sent this over from Pleasantville and asked that I post it. I am not one to judge but it seems a tortured reminder of a squeaky clean america that probably never existed. Millard yearns for that letterman's sweater that he never received because he was busy washing big Moose's car or drinking grape Fanta with Jughead. But we all know the end of the story - the cheerleader is now fat and divorced and has the smell of cheap gin on her breath while the quarterback is planning on taking that long haul trucking course if he ever gets out of the state penitentiary and has the tattoos on his neck removed.

Jan Svankmajer - Meat Love (1989)

I bought a cheap mini dv camera last week and stuck an ad on Craigslist to hire someone to teach me the ropes of imovie and Final Cut Pro. Have been besieged with friendly offers and start my lessons tonight. Want to do a bunch of interviews for the blog and see what happens next. There is an amazing number of cool animation vids on youtube. I randomly grabbed this one this morning. Hope y'all have a good week.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Album Faves


I played Bowie's Hunky Dory this morning and remarked to my wife that it was one of those rare albums where every cut was a gem. We started talking about other rock albums that were, well perfect. She mentioned Quadrophenia and London Calling. I came back with Sergeant Pepper and Blood on the Tracks. Tapestry. We both love Forever Changes by Love. People bring up Pet Sounds but it doesn't make my list. One that definitely does is Twelve Dreams of Dr. Sardonicus, a Spirit Album that is under appreciated and that I never get tired of.

We also wondered if you had to take one Stone's album to the desert island (and it had some sort of electrical connection), which one would you bring? It's a toss up for me between Let it Bleed and Beggars Banquet - She said Satanic Majesties' Request. 

I think that Electric Ladyland would have to be put into the first category as well. Grumpy said Tumbleweed Connection - hey who am I to judge? - we're getting along again...Tea for the Tillerman? Mud Slide Slim? Nashville Skyline? Low Spark? Brain Salad Surgery - solid albums all...

Any thoughts or contributions to our idle chatter?

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I ask that you send a blessing out to Tony Maguire in Encinitas. Tony is battling lung cancer and is poised to leave this earthly firmament. A tough irishman, William "Tony" Maguire is an incredible man who spent a lifetime doing things his way. He is a talented writer, photographer, carpenter and free thinker whose homes in California and New Mexico served as way stations and nexus points for hundreds if not thousands of world travelers and gentle free spirits for many decades.  I believe that Tony started a foundation to aid dyslexics, an affliction that he fought. Tony could not only talk the talk but also walk the walk.

Tony was the founding publisher and I believe editor of the San Diego Door underground newspaper in the sixties. This was not an easy job in our conservative burg but they were there at the front lines of several scandals including the Yellow Cab scandal and the C. Arnholt Smith debacle. I can remember being a kid and seeing a swarthy dangerous character handing them out at the San Diego Zoo. Maybe it was Tony? This underground newspaper was a starting point of employment for many fine muckrakers including Larry Remer and Cameron Crowe.

Tony's home is a mutating, morphing thing of wonder with nary an orthodox wall in sight. He has a tremendous sense of style and a love for chaos that I share. He has a son Anthony and a loving companion Robin.  If he does make an exit, as we all eventually shall, he will be missed.

"May the four winds blow you safely home"

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Incredible Video - Dolphin Stampede


John Morris sent this - taken near Malibu








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The Bush Paradigm


Despite all of the problems, travails and low approval ratings associated with the forty third presidency, one must say that this administration did an artful job of strengthening the weight of the executive office and vice presidency, whatever office that actually turns out to belong to. Their ability to subvert and deflect oversight, and delay any meaningful investigation into their actions, is destined for "legend" status in the annals of history. They have made a mockery of the notion of "open government".

Let's face it, they did whatever they wanted to do, and brooked no serious opposition from a pet Justice Department, a cowed Congress and a stacked Supreme Court. A court, which by the way, was probably largely responsible for his ever being elected, which chose not to look at some very shady voter disenfranchisement issues in Florida.

They deftly managed to slink their way through a minefield of questionable practices. The behavior started in Cheney backroom sessions with industry types to create lopsided energy policy. We still do not know who was in these meetings and FOIA requests for secret service visitor logs have been thwarted. Email and blackberry communication, which by law was to have been saved, was either conducted on RNC servers or mysteriously disappeared, sometimes years at a time. Promises to internally investigate turned out to be mere subterfuge.

His Justice Department and the new Attorney General, Mukasey, promised to investigate torture, the U.S. Attorneys Scandal, illegal wiretapping and the politicization of the Justice Department, and turns out, surprise, to give everyone a free pass. Long term apologists for Bush like William Kristol, are now clamoring for a blanket pardon for everyone associated with the torture issue. He and Mukasey are making the argument that whatever was done re: interrogations, torture, and illegal wiretaps was done in good faith and with the best intentions of america in mind.
This is a great prescription for a dictatorship, start a war, protract it for an indeterminate period. You then suspend civil liberties like the right to privacy and the right not to be listened to or have your email and personal communications monitored without a search warrant. Torture at will. Imprison people for as long as you want and don't give them a trial or hearing. Listen in on the communications they are having with their counsel. Accept no limitations on your fiats.  Fund all of your war spending through emergency requests so it doesn't show up on the books.  Let your intelligence service burn all tapes and evidence of their interrogations. Don't hold them accountable or take them to task.

Do you think that John Yoo and David Addington and all the other advocates for an imperial presidency will be as charitable with Obama and successive presidents from the "other team"? Last week, Mukasey was asked if he felt that it was legal to continue to hold enemy combatants who had been cleared by the courts and he replied "yes".  He refused to answer if this squared with his notion of justice. Even this ideological Supreme Court has held that these people have a right to a fair hearing and to see the evidence amassed against them.

I think that the Bush strategy is working brilliantly. They have dodged, squirmed and rope a doped into the eleventh hour and now are waiting for a tired public to grant them a free pass.  I hope that they are called to account and defend their actions so that our constitution will once again stand for something beyond their narrow and parochial self interest.




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Friday, December 5, 2008

SHINDIG!


1965 #41



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Note from a friend

Hard to understand just one person (I'm married) harder to understand one place. A whole country offers enough contrast and confusion for a lifetime, even for someone as perspicacious and experienced as the Heron Azul. Try three countries in a month, and surprisingly, the sheer shock of difference seems to make the mind search for commonalities. After working 3 weeks in Moscow, bringing spa therapies and service training to a place short of both, it was Bangkok, then the most Muslim part of Malaysia, then back to my island home.
Moscow is cold, dirty, gridlocked, and filled with people shooting you dirty looks. Yet once you are accepted the people are warm (hugs and kisses galore) and are great friends. Getting accepted may not happen for a while, or ever. Russian history has been ferociusly dark for centuries, and suspiciousness is an ingrained survival trait. Surviving often was only possible with help, however, and collusion (in the eyes of whatever authorities existed at the time) or networking (in Americaspeak) has led Russians in the same level and circumstances to look to find allies where they can. In the Soviet days everybody had a little side thing going, and now everybody wants to have their own business. Only the Chinese (in my own limited experience) seem to have more of a drive for entrepreneurship.
Combine this with the commodities (oil and minerals) driven billions flowing into an economy freed from the burden of empire and a population that has only been able to shop for some16 years and the explosion of consumerism is tremendous. Malls are being built like Orange County in the '80s and luxury brand stores are popping up like in Honolulu in the Japanese boom times. I asked our employer (young, rich, brilliant) about the effects of the economic situation on her business and she said it should make it easier to hire staff, salaries had been getting out of hand.
Nobody seemed to be cancelling their foreign vacations, and the Central Asians and provincial Russians were still flooding into the capital looking for work (in the first case) and opportunities (in the second). After a strange trip where we stayed (we called it camping out) in an unopened hotel in a neighborhood so exclusive that the roads were shut down periodically to let 'First Faces' as the Russians call them to blaze by in their motorcades we headed back to friendly Thailand. After warming up and doing a bit more work for a prior client I had to head to the border on a visa run.
This time it was to a little visited corner of Malaysia, Kota Bharu, where the local Thai consulate was known to still be granting the suddenly elusive one year multiple entry visa. I had to leave the country (and still have to leave every 3 months, but just to stamp out and back in) to obtain this, and most other consulates in the region are only giving a single entry visa - leave and you have to get another visa to return. Sounds strange, but still easier than being a foreigner wanting to do similar things in the States. So off to the most conservative part of the 'liberal' Muslim country of Malaysia. I had been to the capital, Kuala Lumper, and the famous (at least to history buffs) island of Penang, but this was the heart of the old Malay, sultans and ceremonial kris bearing part of the country. Turned out to be a very mild 3 days with lots of walking around, trying to find a taxi, and visiting nice small museums. I was well dressed, and people were pleasant and friendly. One Chinese Malaysian lady even gave me a ride as I walking towards where I hoped to find a cab - her daughter lives in New Jersey. Still, it gave me another chance to learn more about the shifting equilibrium of a place built upon racial quotas and institutionalized privilege.
Warning - gross simplifications (at best) follow:
When the British colonialists reluctantly left one of their favorite places, tea plantations and tiger hunts and all that, they left 3 main groups in a place that had been on maritime trade routes for centuries (and some tribal peoples still struggling with the more powerful factions). The Malays, who had controlled the land and had been followers of Islam for some 800 years, the Chinese, who had traded here for longer than that and had also been brought in by the Brits, and the Indians, ditto. A deal was cut to divvy up the political power amongst them enshrining power and pride for the Malays but leaving room for the Chinese and Indians to stay (and not get kicked out or exterminated would be my guess) and the country to prosper. The deal has lasted up to now, partly due to a lot of money from Malaysia's oil boom (soon to run out) and fairly effective industrialization. Now it looks to be fraying at the edges. Foreign companies have quotas of ethnic Malays they have to hire, whether they are effective employees or not. Formerly state owned industries have been privatized and Indians (who started and despite steadfast efforts and high educational aspirations have stayed at the bottom of this triad) especially, who were ensured places in state businesses by constitutional quotas, have been eased out. The Chinese manage it seems to me, to still do their business and make money due to hard work and close knit family and clan bonds, but they are also chafing at the deal as it is playing out now in these modern times.



And then it was back to Thailand, where I was soon to discover, I had been lucky to be able to fly out of cobra swamp airport the week before, and truth really is stranger than fiction.

All of this, I hope, leads up to some (more cogent) thoughts on privilege, power, and an individuals status in law and society, something that might have more resonance in Fallbrook than my travel ramblings..... islandguy

Uneasy lies the head that rests the crown


Another friend sent this link from The Economist regarding Thailand - have lots of friends over there and this one shall remain anonymous.  He figures the magazine will now get banned for life.

I had a british roommate many years ago when I lived overseas and was always astounded by his obeisance to monarchial authority.  I have always had problems with authority of any kind.  He felt that his god was much more concerned with the queen's health and welfare than with he himself and was absolutely flabbergasted with my populist rants.  He was an attorney actually. He was one of those people that had lost hundreds of pounds and had large folds of skin all over his body like a walrus or a sharpei.  I offered him a cookie once and he said in a haughty english voice, "do you mean a biscuit?"

Anyway, I guess the Thai's expected their king to step in during the crisis last week and some are kind of sore that he was quiet.  The Nepali king took a dive a few years back and maybe people are thinking that the monarchy thing is some kind of anachronism whose day has passed.  Not that we've done so well with the president thing lately...  I think it would probably be a rotten job. Pheasant under glass and lot's of people kissing your royal tuckas.

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I see that my european readership is at a historic low today.  Raunch. A couple hits in England but France and Germany are totally out of the mix. Hot Action  As my friend KJ is quick to point out, nothing brings them back to the old blog like some reference to smut.  I did a blog many SEX months ago on some homicidal grandmothers called Grannies Gone Bad and my god, I still get hits every day like I was giving away kaopectate. Now I would never be so crass as to pander to this vulgarity. Big Boobs I'm a serious journalist. Porn is a major waste of time and is cutting into the productivity of workers of this great nation.  Besides that old blindness problem. Steamy Co-eds
Thank you.

Federal Employees outraged at loss of sex and drug perks.


Many federal workers are up in arms over the potential impact of an incoming administration on their extracurricular "activities".  "So we did a little blow and played hide the salami with a few hookers, all on the dime of big business - what's the big deal?", said Chester Fleeburtz, a regulator with the Department of Interior. " Like that's going to cloud our objectivity?"    

Pentagon top brass are equally alarmed.  " That's not how the game is supposed to be played" said two star general Filobert "Buck" Privates when notified that the revolving door policy between big business and retired military muckety mucks would be jammed shut.  "We throw them a few bones, look the other way on a contract or two, and end up fat and sassy sitting in a nice corner office in Seattle upon retirement."

Similar trepidation at FDA and the National Institute for Health, where Doctors may be forced to disclose their fat consulting contracts prior to working on more "evenhanded" drug studies.

Career Employees at OMB and EPA shall go through a strict vetting process.  If they truly believe that the rapture is so near that the health of butterflies and zebras is immaterial anyway, they will be quickly sent to re-education camps or shunted off to a better fitting faith based arm of the government. 


this from propublica:

One of the figures at the core of the sex, drugs and oil scandal has pleaded guilty to a corruption charge, admitting that he traded favors for friends and former colleagues while a top official inside the beleaguered Minerals Management Service.

Milton Dial stood down from his position of deputy associate director inside the agency after the Department of Interior's inspector general started a wide-ranging investigation that uncovered illicit drug use, inappropriate sexual encounters and widespread acceptance of gifts from the oil industry inside a program Dial oversaw.

In federal court in Nevada on Monday, Dial admitted that he worked with his former colleague, Jimmy Mayberry, to help Mayberry's consulting company win a million-dollar contract from the minerals agency in 2003. Two years later, Dial quit his government job and went to work for Mayberry, earning $122,000 from the contract he'd drawn up.

Mayberry in July also pleaded guilty to violating conflict-of-interest laws. Both men face a maximum sentence of five years in prison and a $250,000 fine.

These are the only criminal charges to emerge so far amid a rash of critical reports targeting the MMS, in particular its Royalty-In-Kind program. As we wrote earlier this week, the Department of Justice has declined to prosecute other key figures but hasn't explained why.

"It's especially reprehensible that Justice isn't prosecuting Greg Smith, given all the allegations in the report," said Mandy Smithberger, spokeswoman for the Project on Government Oversight, a group that joined in legal action against the Royalty-In-Kind program.

Smith is accused of multiple ethics violations, including taking gifts from oil companies, freelancing as a consultant without permission and engaging in sex and drug use with subordinates. He resigned as Royalty-In-Kind director during the IG's investigation.

Smithberger said the corruption charges distract from deeper problems with the Denver-based program, which collects royalties from federal mineral leases in the form of oil and gas, selling what it receives on the open market and sending about $4 billion a year to the Treasury.

A Government Accountability Office report (PDF) published Friday found that the program hasn't been measuring how much oil and gas is coming out of the ground for some leases, in breach of its statutory duties. As a result, the government doesn't know how much the private companies that leased mineral rights actually owed taxpayers. Another GAO report (PDF) put the potential at between $21 billion and $53 billion annually.

The Minerals Management Service also oversees off-shore oil royalties, and with the House voting Tuesday to lift a longstanding moratorium on deep sea drilling, the Royalty-In-Kind program presumably will have more work in the future.

There may be further congressional efforts to rein in the royalties program as the energy bill moves through the Senate. The House version sets new rules governing gifts and drug testing in the royalty program and also requires that any in-kind payments are worth at least as much as the government should receive in cash. The bill leaves price setting and auditing responsibilities inside the Minerals Management Service, however, rather than giving that power to an independent body.

Smithberger welcomed the changes but said more needs to be done. "We think that having an independent auditing agency is something that everyone can agree to," she said.

The scandal is the focus of a hearing today by the House Committee on Natural Resources. Meanwhile, Rep. Henry Waxman (D-CA) has asked the Interior Department for documents and transcripts of interviews collected during the IG's investigation.

Secretary Kempthorne explaining Interior Drug and Whoopee scandal to Congress.