Re: 52nd in population - they just want attention
Why do you feel the need to apologize to me?
For the record, I'm neither for nor against secession.
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My Uncle showed me how to use the old methods when harvesting Coastal Redwoods when I were a nipper. I can go back to a two-man saw if I need to, I even know the nearly lost art of sharpening them and properly setting their teeth. But why would I, when I have perfectly serviceable chainsaws? Besides, I rarely harvest redwoods anymore ... mostly I just eradicate the absolutely useless and dangerous eucalyptus weeds & send 'em through the chipper.
Yes, when pruning trees know-how is far more important than modern equipment.
Have hit&miss dragsaw, will travel.
"if you can get it"?
Meaning you don't actually cut your own?
Apple and nut trees do burn nicely, I'll give you that ... but that's not why I plant apple and nut trees. The first family who cleared portions of this land (pre-California) planted oak trees for the future, and every land owner since has planted a few oaks every year, and we are still planting more. The original trees (now 200 years old) are ready for harvest. We're going to let 'em grow a little longer ... There are still plenty of older, naturally planted trees that are past their sell-by-date that we make firewood from. Several of them have fallen over in this last month's saturating rain and should provide more than enough firewood for next year.
They could sell their coal to China in return for batteries and solar panels. Or does Australia have that market cornered?
My old Farmall M is more than enough tractor to feed the dozen adults living on this property. It runs on Ethanol, which we grow here. Fertilizer is a byproduct of animal husbandry.
Here's another way of looking at it ... I am a wine maker. Along with my home-grown grapes, I get my fruit from vinyards in several different AVAs (American Viticultural Areas). I would be allowed to use this info when labeling my wine, after jumping through some minimal hoops. But I choose not to.
My reasoning is that the AVAs are saturated. They make some good plonk, and some not so good plonk. Throwing my name in with that lot would devalue my brand. (As I heard the other day in a downtown Sonoma tasting room "Oh, another Carneros chardonnay? How boring!")
I protect my name/brand by NOT owning a piece of the so-called "protection".
"Been unable to find any examples of native America feathers that bear any similarity to the various feathers the Apache Foundation uses as logo's."
And again you miss the point. Feathers aren't simple haberdashery or adornment. They are badges of hono(u)r. Makes no nevermind what the feather is from, it is a feather and should signify something important in the eyes of the people who awarded it to you.
Doing what the Apache Foundation is doing is the equivalent of wearing a soldier's uniform, badges of rank and medals in order to appear legitimate, despite not ever having served in the armed forces. It is deceitful, dishonest and bordering on fraudulent when used in conjunction with that name.
I can sympathize with Prince (never thought I'd ever say THAT!).
Almost 50 years ago, I legally changed my name to "jake"[0], all lower-case, as my legal name on everything from my tax returns to the deed to my house to my passport to my driver's license. For several years. Caused no end of headaches for "the authorities" ... which, as a young man who understood database programing, I took great delight in.
Then I grew up, no longer having time to "be pulled aside" by petty officials. Today, I use the name my parents gave me on legal stuff. I'm the same dude, regardless of handle ... but everyone who knew me back then still calls me jake.
MY name could be typed on (most) standard keyboards, I can't imagine the headaches he went through.
[0] Name changed to protect the guilty ...
Whatever. I've had deep-fried (in duck fat! YUM!) potatoes in Peru that were claimed to be "as served to Inca royalty". They certainly tasted it, and I see no reason to doubt the story.
Only stands to reason. If one has hot fat and spuds in a kitchen, eventually they will meet up. Potatoes and ducks were eaten in that neck of the woods at least 10,000 years ago. How long would it take the two to meet? IMO, the Belgians are probably over 5,000 years late in making the claim.
"I suspect Jake you are falling for the Woke daftness."
I would agree with you, if that feather wasn't being used in conjunction with the word Apache. In that context, it makes it appear that said group of peoples somehow not only condones the software, but has bestowed a high hono(u)r upon it. They haven't. It's false advertising.
"And yet you did."
In idiomatic English, "I have no say in the matter" does not preclude having an opinion on the matter. I have expressed an opinion, I have in no way indicated that I have, nor should I have, any claim on the final resolution.
Every single plastic "safe and non-polluting" gas can I've ever used has spilled more gas than the "unsafe, polluting" steel jerrycans of my yoot, Until a friend turned me on to Rotopax gas cans (rotopax.com), retro-fitted with aftermarket jerrycan-style spouts (amazon or ebay, probably).
Rotopax gas cans come in all shapes and sizes to fit most needs, and have a very useful and secure mounting system. They are spendy, but they work, don't spill or leak. and they last. I have a few knocking around here that are well over five years old, used near daily, and show no signs of quitting on me. Highly recommended.
"Nothing is being stolen. The Apache people *still* have their culture. Nobody took anything."
Well, there is one thing ... that feather logo. Feathers are never chosen by the individual wearer, they are presented to them by the entire tribe for important spiritual or political reasons. As regalia, they should never be taken lightly.
IMO, the Apache Foundation should choose a new logo, and apologize for misappropriation of the feather, as used in that context with that name.
But I'm not Apache, so I have no say in the matter.
... so-called "Freedom Fries" was the brain-child of disgraced Republican congressman and convicted felon Bob Ney (served 17 months of a 30 month sentence at Club Fed (Federal Correctional Institution, Morgantown)).
Nobody in the US paid all that much attention to the supposed name change, other than the Press and the usual rabid Republican sycophants, who are a very small, if vocal, subset of the population as a whole. I can quite honestly say that I never saw the item on a restaurant menu, even when it was supposedly an in thing.
In the early days of POTS modem banks, there was often a standard analog telephone available to plug into the back of whichever modem was suspected of having line problems. Some modem banks had a forward facing plug panel that could be used instead of reaching behind the rack. That phone was often left plugged into the last line it was used on.
... but it seems to fit here, so here it is again. Feel free to skip it if you've already read it.
The story begins bright and early one fine morning many moons ago, maybe 1983. I was on the roof of the old Ford Aerospace Building One on Fabian in Palo Alto, trying to re-align a new laser network link to a building across Hwy 101. I got tackled by a couple largish MPs ... Seems that some military big-wigs were about to arrive to inspect one of our satellites (unlaunched, being built in the high-bay), and the two security guys heard someone talk about "jake's up on the roof with the laser, that should sort 'em out". Myself and the two talking about me were detained, taken to a small room & questioned. Seems the security detail wasn't all that versed in the power output of a 5mW HeNe laser; in their tiny little brains we were conspiring to roast the brass.
We had the last laugh. The laser link was part of the demo that the brass was there to observe. We were "rescued" from the grilling after about an hour, and allowed to get on with it. The security guys got a very public dressing-down from a rather technologically cluefull Colonel (in full dress) for wasting his time ... After we concluded the demo, the Colonel sent the security guys to get pizza for lunch and sat & ate with us, discussing the ins & outs of "modern" wireless (laser) networking.
There is a big difference between audiophules babbling about the differences between two audio systems and an actual musician hearing the difference between a human violinist and a robot violinist. Or a piano player and a player piano.
For one thing, humans make mistakes, sometimes on purpose. Robots do not, they always play the way they are programmed. Even an untrained ear can tell the difference between Madonna un-plugged and the same thing run through autotune. Music is supposed to be human, organic, imperfect (dare I say emotional in this forum?). It is not supposed to be the proper queuing up of ones and zeros.
Unless you are into that kind of thing, in which case enjoy!
No. Blondie and Madonna were completely different genres and appealed to completely different audiences. I seriously doubt (m)any people spent the money they could have bought Blondie tickets and singles with (had the band not broken up in '82) on tickets and singles for Madonna in her sudden bursting on the scene in '83ish.
"sloppy" is both an ambiguous and a relative term ... Listen to Cyndi Lauper for "good" sloppy, or Madonna for pitch-perfect no-slop. Madonna and her autotune always gives me a splitting headache, where Lauper doesn't.
Note that I'm not particularly fond of either performer, I just chose two that I'm fairly certain most readers would be familiar with.
Apparently one town not far from here bought the cheapest CCTV cams they could find. Wound up installing a bunch of boxes with a red LED, a fake lens, and no electronics (at all!) inside. The LED was there to indicate there was power to the LED. The council, defending its actions, said "they were just there as a deterrent, this way there are no privacy concerns, and besides it was use-it-or-lose-it federal grant money".
BART did the same thing.
Your tax dollars at work. The mind boggles.