More Wall Art from the Bishop Arts District

I really like the colors in this wall art at the Bishop Arts District in the Oak Cliff section of Dallas, Texas.

In a Surprise, Alexander Vinokourov wins Olympic Gold – From Times Leader

LONDON — Alexander Vinokourov sprung the first surprise of the London Olympics.

 

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LONDON — Alexander Vinokourov sprung the first surprise of the London Olympics.

The 38-year-old Kazakh defeated the British cycling “dream team” on his own, winning the gold medal in the men’s road race to crown the end of a 14-year career that saw him in the roles of both hero and villain.

Vinokourov, who served a two-year ban after testing positive for blood doping during the 2007 Tour de France, said he will retire after Wednesday’s time trial.

He would not have been riding in London had he stuck to his decision to end his career last year, when he broke a femur during the Tour de France. His morale was so low he said he would not race again, but he changed his mind and returned for one more year.

“After so many crashes, returning to cycling was difficult, but I was still hoping for a good result,” Vinokourov said after outsprinting Rigoberto Uran of Colombia. “My family, my kids, my parents were behind me the whole time. I still have the metal plate in my hip, my femur, so it wasn’t easy. Today, a dream has come true.”

In a race that was held without race radios, Vinokourov made the most of his flair and tactical sense to go out in style and prevail as the British team was unable to set up a sprint for world champion Mark Cavendish.

Cavendish had described his squad as a “dream team” before the race. He never had a chance to sprint and ended a disappointing 28th.

Vinokourov broke away from the leading group about 10 kilometers from the finish together with Uran. He then accelerated going down The Mall outside Buckingham Palace with 300 meters to go to leave Uran in his wake.

Uran took silver, with Alexander Kristoff of Norway winning a mass sprint to get the bronze.

“I certainly didn’t lose my concentration in the finish,” Uran said. “I must say it was very difficult. We did the last 10 kilometers at full speed and I don’t think either of us had much left. … I looked at Alexander and I did not have any energy left for a sprint at the finish.”

In another surprise, Taylor Phinney of the United States finished fourth, although he was in no mood to celebrate.

“Some would call fourth place the worst to arrive at the Olympics,” Phinney said, “but I won’t focus on that. I’ll get over it.”

Vinokourov, who rode with only one teammate, made sure to avoid a bunch sprint by pulling away from the lead pack and avoiding any chances of collisions near the end of the 250-kilometer race that featured the tricky Box Hill climb.

“Today, especially in the last 10 kilometers, the fact that the major teams — and especially the Germans — had no team radios played in my favors,” said Vinokourov, who is known for launching fearless attacks, even when chances to succeed are low.

“I knew that if was following the group I would have had no chance in the sprint,” he added.

Vinokourov was third at the 2003 Tour, the race in which he gained fame. He has won four stages at cycling’s premier race and also had some success in several one-day classics, winning Liege-Bastogne-Liege twice and the Amstel Gold Race once.

This was his second Olympic medal after taking silver in the road race in Sydney in 2000. He missed out on the Beijing Olympics because of his doping suspension.



Say it Isn’t So Bruce -From the New Yorker

WE ARE ALIVE

Bruce Springsteen at sixty-two.

by  JULY 30, 2012

Springsteen wants his audience to leave the arena, as he commands them, with

Springsteen wants his audience to leave the arena, as he commands them, with “your back hurting, your voice sore, and your sexual organs stimulated.” Photograph by Julian Broad.

  • Nearly half a century ago, when Elvis Presley was filming “Harum Scarum” and “Help!” was on the charts, a moody, father-haunted, yet uncannily charismatic Shore rat named Bruce Springsteen was building a small reputation around central Jersey as a guitar player in a band called the Castiles. The band was named for the lead singer’s favorite brand of soap. Its members were from Freehold, an industrial town half an hour inland from the boardwalk carnies and the sea. The Castiles performed at sweet sixteens and Elks-club dances, at drive-in movie theatres and ShopRite ribbon cuttings, at a mobile-home park in Farmingdale, at the Matawan-Keyport Rollerdrome. Once, they played for the patients at a psychiatric hospital, in Marlboro. A gentleman dressed in a suit came to the stage and, in an introductory speech that ran some twenty minutes, declared the Castiles “greater than the Beatles.” At which point a doctor intervened and escorted him back to his room.

One spring afternoon in 1966, the Castiles, with dreams of making it big and making it quick, drove to a studio at the Brick Mall Shopping Center and recorded two original songs, “Baby I” and “That’s What You Get.” Mainly, though, they played an array of covers, from Glenn Miller’s “In the Mood” to the G-Clefs’ “I Understand.” They did Sonny and Cher, Sam and Dave, Don & Juan, the Who, the Kinks, the Stones, the Animals.

Many musicians in their grizzled late maturity have an uncertain grasp on their earliest days on the bandstand. (Not a few have an uncertain grasp on last week.) But Springsteen, who is sixty-two and among the most durable musicians since B. B. King and Om Kalthoum, seems to remember every gaudy night, from the moment, in 1957, when he and his mother watched Elvis on “The Ed Sullivan Show”—“I looked at her and I said, ‘I wanna be just . . . like . . . that’ ”—to his most recent exploits as a multimillionaire populist rock star crowd-surfing the adoring masses. These days, he is the subject of historical exhibitions; at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Museum, in Cleveland, and at the National Constitution Center, in Philadelphia, his lyric sheets, old cars, and faded performing duds have been displayed like the snippets of the Shroud. But, unlike the Rolling Stones, say, who have not written a great song since the disco era and come together only to pad their fortunes as their own cover band, Springsteen refuses to be a mercenary curator of his past. He continues to evolve as an artist, filling one spiral notebook after another with ideas, quotations, questions, clippings, and, ultimately, new songs. His latest album, “Wrecking Ball,” is a melodic indictment of the recessionary moment, of income disparity, emasculated workers, and what he calls “the distance between the American reality and the American dream.” The work is remote from his early operettas of humid summer interludes and abandon out on the Turnpike. In his desire to extend a counter-tradition of political progressivism, Springsteen quotes from Irish rebel songs, Dust Bowl ballads, Civil War tunes, and chain-gang chants.

Early this year, Springsteen was leading rehearsals for a world tour at Fort Monmouth, an Army base that was shut down last year; it had been an outpost since the First World War of military communications and intelligence, and once employed Julius Rosenberg and thousands of militarized carrier pigeons. The twelve-hundred-acre property is now a ghost town inhabited only by steel dummies meant to scare off the ubiquitous Canada geese that squirt a carpet of green across middle Jersey. Driving to the far end of the base, I reached an unlovely theatre that Springsteen and Jon Landau, his longtime manager, had rented for the rehearsals. Springsteen had performed for officers’ children at the Fort Monmouth “teen club” (dancing, no liquor) with the Castiles, forty-seven years earlier.

The atmosphere inside was purposeful but easygoing. Musicians stood onstage noodling on their instruments with the languid air of outfielders warming up in the sun. Max Weinberg, the band’s volcanic drummer, wore the sort of generous jeans favored by dads at weekend barbecues. Steve Van Zandt, Springsteen’s childhood friend and guitarist-wingman, keeps up a brutal schedule as an actor and a d.j., and he seemed weary, his eyes drooping under a piratical purple head scarf. The bass player Garry Tallent, the organist Charlie Giordano, and the pianist Roy Bittan horsed around on a roller-rink tune while they waited. The guitarist Nils Lofgren was on the phone, trying to figure out flights to get back to his home, in Scottsdale, for the weekend.

Springsteen arrived and greeted everyone with a quick hello and his distinctive cackle. He is five-nine and walks with a rolling rodeo gait. When he takes in something new—a visitor, a thought, a passing car in the distance—his eyes narrow, as if in hard light, and his lower jaw protrudes a bit. His hairline is receding, and, if one had to guess, he has, over the years, in the face of high-def scrutiny and the fight against time, enjoined the expensive attentions of cosmetic and dental practitioners. He remains dispiritingly handsome, preposterously fit. (“He has practically the same waist size as when I met him, when we were fifteen,” says Steve Van Zandt, who does not.) Some of this has to do with his abstemious inclinations; Van Zandt says Springsteen is “the only guy I know—I think the only guy I know at all—who never did drugs.” He’s followed more or less the same exercise regimen for thirty years: he runs on a treadmill and, with a trainer, works out with weights. It has paid off. His muscle tone approximates a fresh tennis ball. And yet, with the tour a month away, he laughed at the idea that he was ready. “I’m not remotely close,” he said, slumping into a chair twenty rows back from the stage.

Read more http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2012/07/30/120730fa_fact_remnick#ixzz21yJniW5b

Scenic Drive – Carmel-by-the-Sea, CA

Color shot of morning surf at Carmel-by-the -Sea, California.

Storefront Art at Bishop Arts District – Dallas Texas

Today’s photograph is the second in a series of pictures I took at the Bishop Arts District, in the Oak Cliff Section of Dallas. I especially like the painted character who appears to be going through the door.

Syria’s Chemical Weaponry – from the Econ

Syria and its chemical weapons

Watch out!

The West is nervous about Syria’s chemical weaponry. How to curtail it?

Jul 28th 2012 | from the print edition

 

 

AS THE prospect of the regime’s disintegration looms, so too do worries about Syria’s huge arsenal of chemical and (possibly) biological weapons either being used in some apocalyptic final act or falling into the hands of terrorists. On July 12th there were reports of chemical weapons being removed by guards from storage, probably for consolidation in more secure areas. On July 23rd, a few days after the killing of four of President Bashar Assad’s most senior security enforcers by an insurgent’s bomb, his spokesman made a curious statement saying that “any chemical or bacterial weapon” would never be used against fellow Syrians and would only be deployed in the event of “external aggression”. The weapons, he concluded not very reassuringly, were “stored and secured by Syrian military forces”.

Quite what message was intended is not clear. Though taken in Washington and London as a threat that the weapons could in fact be used, a different explanation is that the regime was trying to convince its own wavering supporters that there were limits on how far it was prepared to go. Western intelligence agencies have been monitoring Syria’s stockpile of chemical weapons and have been trying to work out what to do about them: Syria is the first country with weapons of mass destruction (WMD) to be ripped apart by civil war.

None of the options looks good. In the first place, Syria has an awful lot of the stuff, produced or stored at about 50 different sites scattered around the country. Soon after Syria’s humiliation by Israel during a war in Lebanon in 1982, a WMD programme set out in a vain attempt to restore strategic parity. Since then, Syria has acquired (from allies such as Iran and North Korea, but also from a good number of supposedly respectable European companies) both the expertise and materials to create one of the world’s biggest arsenals of chemical weapons.

According to intelligence-based reports in the mid-1990s, Syria had accumulated hundreds of tonnes of skin-blistering mustard gas and sarin, a lethal nerve agent. It had also developed large stocks of VX, an even more deadly and persistent nerve agent than sarin. Weaponisation followed, with the manufacture of up to 200 chemical warheads for its Russian-supplied Scud-B and Scud-C missiles, as well as thousands of chemical free-fall bombs and artillery shells.

Intelligence sources believe that Syria, unlike Libya, has continued to replenish its arsenal (sarin and VX both have a limited shelf-life), smuggling a lot of stuff under cover of its legitimate pharmaceuticals and cosmetics industries, and spending as much as $2 billion a year on the programme. As far as biological weapons are concerned, there is evidence that Syria has researched their development, but it is not known whether it got further than it did with its nuclear ambitions, which were abruptly curtailed after Israel bombed its only reactor, at al-Kibar, in 2007.

Western governments worry about a number of scenarios, all of which are, according to Emile Hokayem, a Bahrain-based analyst with the International Institute for Strategic Studies (IISS), “plausible but not probable”. The first is that Mr Assad’s government, despite its most recent announcement, will use chemical weapons in desperation against the insurgent Free Syrian Army or as a terror tactic against a city that it has lost. Neither is very likely. Militarily, shells and rockets with chemical warheads may be useful against dense force concentrations. But against dispersed irregular forces, they may well be more dangerous to those firing them. Raining nerve agent down on the civilian inhabitants of a city might disgust even the regime’s staunchest supporters.

A Scud-based attack on Israel would be even more counter-productive: the Scuds are not generally accurate and would probably do little serious damage. But even if they avoided Israel’s missile defences they would prompt a furious response. Of more concern is the possibility of chemical warheads being transferred to Hizbullah, the Shia party-cum-militia that dominates southern Lebanon. However, as Dina Esfandiary, a proliferation expert at the IISS in London, argues, Hizbullah, which increasingly wants to be seen as a state actor rather than a non-state one, would have little interest in acquiring them.

By far the biggest worry is that in the chaos engulfing Syria, some chemical weapons might fall into terrorist hands. Al-Qaeda has often said it would use WMD if it got hold of them, and it appears that Ayman al-Zawahiri, the organisation’s leader, has encouraged his sympathisers to join the Syrian opposition. Ms Esfandiary is far from dismissive of the danger, but is sceptical. Big volumes of chemicals are hard to transport invisibly, and trained people in protective gear are needed to mix the components into a deadly concoction. Firing a weapon at precisely the right angle for the canister to open up and spread its contents is hard, says Mr Hokayem. Biological weapons are even trickier to handle and lose effectiveness very quickly. That said, the psychological impact of an al-Qaeda WMD attack in the West would be devastating and the risk is big enough to do everything possible to prevent it.

Pre-emptive air strikes against Syria have been discussed. But they would almost certainly leave some of the material intact, and the chance of accidental dispersal would be high; many storage and production sites are near population centres. The CIA has been working with Jordan’s special forces. But without the right training and equipment to seize and neutralise stockpiles, their effectiveness might be limited to providing timely intelligence about where they were. Ms Esfandiary says the main efforts must be aimed at deterring Syria’s rulers from using their WMD (making it clear that they would be signing their own death warrant if they did), working with neighbouring states to stop leakage, and helping the rebels to prevent terrorist groups from exploiting their success. Mr Assad could also try to partition the country, taking his WMD with him. “That”, says Mr Hokayem, “could be a huge issue down the road.”

Take the Texas Flyer on Your Next Trip from Austin to Denver

Such a deal.  For the basic trip your fare is $444.00, not including any meals or beverages.  Total travel time is 60 hours and 39 minutes, so you would probably like a sleeping compartment for two nights.  These cost $313 per night for a shared compartment.  You can stay at a very nice hotel for that price and not have to share the room.  The total cost of this trip is over $1,000.

Now, you can drive from Austin to Denver in about 16 hours with gasoline cost of about $150.  A stay in a nice motel costs about $150.00 max.

Just what is Amtrak thinking here.  I was under the misimpression that they are trying to promote train travel.  I can understand the train taking a bit longer, but nearly 4 times longer.   I can understand travel costs being higher on the train, but 7 times greater.

I can fly from Austin to Denver in about 90 minutes and pay a one-way fare of about $250.00 – $300.  I will need to have someone pick me up from the airport and drop me off at the airport, but I would have the same cost under both alternatives.

Why would anyone take the train?  I guess the answer is that Amtrak is  subsidized by us taxpayers and could care less.

Does anyone else have an opinion on this?

I just wish we could have a train system like the ones in Europe and parts of Asia.

Peacock in Mayfield Park – Austin, Texas

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I do believe this bird is actually posing.

Grand Canyon in Antarctica? From Scientific American Climatewire

Scientists Uncover “Grand Canyon” in Antarctica

The deep rift valley beneath the ice may help speed glacial meltdown

By Lauren Morello and ClimateWire  | July 26, 2012 | 2

Crack in the IceUNDER THE ICE: Scientists have detected a deep rift valley, similar in size to the Grand Canyon, beneath the ice of West Antarctica.Image: flickr/NASA Goddard Photo and Video

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A massive rift valley that lies under a portion of the West Antarctic ice sheet could be speeding its melt, according to scientists who compared their discovery to a frozen Grand Canyon.

The subglacial basin underneath the Ferrigno Ice Stream is up to a mile deep in places. It lies in West Antarctica, a region where thinning glaciers shed so much ice they contribute 10 percent of global sea-level rise.

For scientists, news of the ice-filled rift valley goes beyond novelty. They hope the discovery will help them understand how the contours of the bedrock that underlies most of Antarctica’s ice affects where, and how quickly, that ice will melt as the climate changes.

Rob Bingham, the University of Aberdeen glaciologist who led the new study, said the rift appears to connect inland portions of the Antarctic ice sheet to the ocean.

That is significant because a recent British Antarctic Survey study concluded that influxes of warm ocean water are driving ice loss in West Antarctica. The warm currents eat at the floating tongues of ice that help slow the seaward flow of glaciers sitting on Antarctic bedrock.

When those ice tongues disappear, the ice on land speeds up and thins as it slides to the coast and calves icebergs.

The discovery of the new rift “ties in so well with the signal of ice thinning,” Bingham said. “There is a clear correspondence with this feature that was created over thousands of years and this phenomenon that has been happening over 20 years.”

He and several colleagues from the British Antarctic Survey published the new findings yesterday in the journal Nature.

Studying the two extremes
Bingham said the topography in and around the Ferrigno Ice Stream appears to be similar to bedrock configurations that underlie two much-studied and rapidly thinning glaciers in West Antarctica, Pine Island and Thwaites.

“Pine Island and Thwaites are the absolute extremes,” he said. “They are the ones experiencing the most thinning, whose loss would cause the greatest impact on sea level.” (Pine Island Glacier, Antarctica’s speediest, sheds 46 billion metric tons of ice per year.)

Though the Ferrigno Ice Stream isn’t moving as quickly or shedding as much ice as Pine Island, its melting may still be at a more advanced stage.

“It doesn’t have an ice shelf in front of it,” Bingham said of the ice stream. “We think there was an ice shelf there, and it has been removed by a warm sea. … It has potentially experienced warming before Pine Island and Thwaites did.”

The new study marks the first time scientists have visited Ferrigno since the early 1960s, when the U.S. government sponsored a series of overland traverses to explore Antarctica’s vast expanse of ice. Today, the Ferrigno Ice Stream lies hundreds of miles from the nearest science base.

“When you mount a mission anywhere in this region of West Antarctica, you’re talking very serious logistics,” Bingham said. “It’s hard to get planes into this area. The weather is not hospitable.”

But satellite data showing that the ice stream is one of the areas where the edges of the Antarctic ice sheet is thinning drew his attention.

An ancient network
Bingham, with help from the British Antarctic Survey, traveled south during the Antarctic summer of 2009-2010 to survey the area. He and an assistant spent 10 weeks mapping the hidden world beneath the ice stream using a Ski-Doo pulling ground-penetrating radar.

They supplemented that data with additional ice-thickness measurements gathered by NASA’s Operation IceBridge project, which uses specially outfitted aircraft to monitor polar ice.

The magnitude of what lay under the Ferrigno Ice Stream’s smooth surface soon became apparent.

An Interesting New App

I cannot begin to count the times I have sat behind the wheel of my car fuming about the traffic and delays.  As with most similarly situated people, I have not done anything about it.  But, according to a recent article by  in Technology Review, a hero may have emerged.

Christian Bruggeman, while in a London cafe with friends wondered what would happen if traffic flows could be redirected  in a way that maximized traffic flows along all possible routes.  Mr. Bruggeman then took the essential next step and, together with two of his friends, created a new Windows App called Greenway, which aims to let users avoid traffic jams and get from point to point in the shortest possible time.

For readers interested in further detail on this new app, the full article can be read in Rachel Metz’ article in the July issue of Technology Review.