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No, nobody is enjoying the COVID-19 crisis

I don’t enjoy wearing masks. But I do so anyway, because I’m a damned grown-up.

This started as a Twitter thread, but I wanted to get it down in my blog for the longer term.

There seems to be this weird myth going along amongst the anti-maskers, anti-distancing, anti-treating-#COVID19-as-a-serious-public-health-threat crowd, that their “opposition” are getting some special joy out of forcing people to obey all these restrictions, regulations, and shutdown activities that they are doing themselves.

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Because the Founders, who regularly evacuated big cities during the summer, would have found mask-wearing a terrible, existential affront.

The idea that we’re all chortling over people being forced to wear masks, shut down businesses, and juggle questions of safety for ourselves, our kids, our parents, our friends, our communities … that idea is not just wrong, not just insulting, but this is maddeningly offensive.

I hate this. I hate all of this. Wearing masks. Treating my mom and in-laws like precious china and restricting myself to things that won’t, in passing, threaten them. Not traveling on vacation. Not having folk over for game day, or BBQs, or (99% likely) Thanksgiving. I HATE it.

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Not knowing what is happening next, or when things will return to normal, or what normal will look like, is pretty awful, too.

And I say that as an introvert who, normally, would just as soon cocoon from the world and recharge my batteries. That little green “recharge is complete, better unplug or else you’ll damage the circuits” light is blinking.

This needful isolation is driving even me bats. So I sympathize with those who hate it even more than I do.

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Too much of an often good thing.

Y’know what I hate more? People taking the measures I feel are moral imperatives to protect my family, my friends, myself … and spitting on them as some kook conspiracy, as some libtard craziness, as a hoax, as a political ploy.

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Yeah, NOW they want to “be like Sweden.” Which only pursued its strategy because it had a robust, publicly funded, universally available health care system that it thought couldn’t be overwhelmed.

Spitting on science AND my own sacrifices as some unbelievable plot to steal some kindergarten sense of FREEDUMM! from people. And, in so doing, making this problem worse, and last longer.

Tantrums are unbecoming a nation that prides itself on strength and a history of resolve. Yet, here we are.

I have screen savers and digital frames of photos of the cool things our family has done: fun travel, enjoyable parties, get-togethers and the like. And I love those pix for the memories they recall, but they also taunt me because I can’t do things like that right now, because they are DANGEROUS to myself and my loved ones.

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Probably not revisiting Greece any time soon. Assuming they’d let Americans back in the door in the first place.

And, again, introvert talking here. I am not the party-three-nights-a-weekend type. But even I need more direct social contact than I am getting.

For various folk to take having to wear a mask to visit their local Costco as some intolerable personal offense, when I am watching the clock run out on being able to travel with my mom to some of the places she’s always wanted to go … is infuriating.

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Tantrums are unbecoming for [see previous caption]
Nobody wants this. Everyone hates this. And in some cases that translates into redirected hate, or at least anger, against people who are making the situation worse, by being self-indulgent, rebelling against sensible measures, and helping further spread this disease. Throwing away the sacrifices already made. Killing and crippling more people, and forcing shut-downs to last longer.

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Yes, please, record your stupidity for posterity. Assuming you have one.

Or worse, those who encourage such irresponsible behavior in their words and deeds, to politically benefit themselves at the cost of goddamned freaking HUMAN LIVES.

This guy. THIS guy.

I am an adult. As such, I acknowledge I cannot do everything I want, and, in fact, am at times morally restrained from doing things that are attractive, things I want to do, things that would be fun, because the cost to myself and (most importantly) others would be too high.

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A lesson we all learn. Sometimes repeatedly.

And sometimes, when temptation is too high or the risk too great, we actually restrict people from doing things. Sometimes temporarily — closing a road because of a possible slide, taping off a crime scene, check-points to find drunk drivers on a holiday weekend — and sometimes permanently.

That’s what being a mature adult is about. Not about stamping one’s foot and demanding “FREEDOM!” from restriction. That’s what six-year-olds do, because their worldview is strictly about them and their wants. Adults are supposed to be different.

We all do, honey. Now shut up and go to your room.

Liberty is not libertinism. Freedom is not about ignoring the freedom of others. We live in a society, not some Libertarian / Hobbesian war of all-against-all. Unless we want our lives to be nasty, brutish, and short.

Ah, the social contract. What we agree to do for each other, for mutual safety and prosperity. I remember those days. Good times, man, good times.

Argue, if you care to, about the facts. About what is actually needed. About how we get to the point where the survival-needful restrictions on our liberty (and economy and convenience and pleasure) can be eased. Have an honest, serious, greater-good discussion about that.

But don’t act like this is a cosmic battle between the Defenders of Liberty and the Right to Party Hearty vs. the Cackling Evil Hordes of Burka-Mandating Authoritarianism. Because you are not only profoundly wrong, but you are being profoundly insulting.

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New Orleans!

It’s a culinary destination location

NOLA has long been on my List Of Place I Want To Visit, but it never quite happened, until our friends Mario and Dirk got married and had one of their celebrations there (where Dirk’s family resides).

Royal Street

Physically, New Orleans reminds me of European cities — broad avenues and narrow streets, streetcars, elegant buildings often gone to seed from disaster or economic upheaval, places trying to find a purpose beyond being a tourist destination.

As a place to go, though, it’s very different from anywhere I’ve traveled. Usually, when I go someplace, there’s things to see. Natural wonders. Historic monuments. Museums.

NOLA has those for the most part. But that’s not why people seem to go there, and not why I’ll be going back.

A mid-afternoon snack at the Palace Cafe.

You go to New Orleans to eat and to drink. (And to party, if one is so inclined. The whole Mardi Gras experience aside, anything is an excuse to party, from the Saints winning a game causing gridlock in the French Quarter (as it did) to a wedding party and a second line parade (which we got to do, too).

But the food and drink and hospitality business is key here.

As we did it at least, a day’s activities consist of:

  1. Walk someplace.
  2. Stop somewhere interesting-looking or recommended for a bite to eat and a cocktail.
  3. Walk some more.
  4. Stop someplace interesting-looking or recommended for a sweet of some sort and maybe some coffee.
  5. GOTO 1

We did a (wonderful) breakfast at the hotel, but aside from that, we didn’t really do meals per se, just, “Hey, there’s that place we heard about, let’s go in there for a bit,” or, “Wow, my feet are hurting, that place looks intriguing to stop in.”

NOLA has signature cuisines — sea food, Creole food, soul food, Cajun food, lots of shrimp and rice and sausage and roux-based sauces, and bread pudding desserts (but with plenty of alternatives) — and plenty to wash them down with. The cheap bars that line the SW end of Bourbon Street will ply you with daiquiris and margs and cheap beer, but most bars of note will have both old favorites and some interesting signature cocktails. These may be tropical, they may be based on gin or pisco, or, most frequently, they start with bourbon or rye whiskey and go from there.

Cocktails

The Sazerac is the grand elder of cocktails here. I grew to like them, though I tried a variety of others.

NOLA, at least in the French Quarter, allows public consumption of alcohol. That usually means plastic cups and containers of garishly colored booze and beer. People tend not to stroll the avenues (not even Royal Street) with a Pimm’s Cup or Chicory Old Fashioned. (That just means you have to finish it up before toddling onto the next spot to try.)

Band at the 21st Amendment Bar.

It’s not, as I indicated all about eating and drinking. It’s also listening to music — live entertainment is all over the place during the evenings, and not hard to find during the day, even discounting the (often very talented) street performers, many of whom actually set up in the street due to the narrow sidewalks.

NOLA is steeped in history, starting its colonial period under the French and Spanish and French again, throwing around dates that make those British settlers on the East Coast sound like Johnny-come-latelies. There’s plenty of later history, from the War of 1812 (thus a legit excuse for Major General Andrew Jackson to have a square named after him, complete with horse) to the Civil War to being a Caribbean hub in the 20s and 30s.

National WWII Museum

Beyond the buildings and stories and museums about that, NOLA sports a very respectable Museum of Art (NOMA), convenient to the streetcar. It also is the home of the National WWII Museum, which is very US-centric (by mission), but an incredibly rich resource worth visiting.

Getting around is pretty easy; the blocks are relatively small, so hoofing it by foot is always a possibility for most things. The town has a very good bus and famous trolley system (currently hampered by a block of Canal Street being shut down to due to the partial collapse of the new Hard Rock Hotel, yikes). We ended up using all of the above, with Lyft filling in some gaps when we wanted to get someplace quickly(ish).

Streetcar

(I would not recommend renting a car, unless there’s things outside easy radius of foot and bus and streetcar that you really want to get to. NOLA drivers are very polite, remarkably talented at not hitting pedestrians, and somewhat insane, and too many areas are a twist of one-way streets to reliably navigate, even with Google Maps.)

It’s rare I go someplace and not want to go back, to explore new stuff and re-explore the old. To that end, I’d definitely do NOLA again. I can get the food and the drink anywhere, but there’s something kind of magical about the environment there makes it special.

Sazerac!

Recommended Places to Eat/Drink:

  • Palace Cafe: Elegant charm, good food, good drink, friendly staff. We ate a couple of mid-afternoon meals there.
  • Sylvain: Some of the best cocktails we had, and decent if simple food offerings.
  • Muriel’s Jackson Square: the food and service and setting for the reception dinner were all great. I’d like to eat there in and of itself.
  • Bourbon House: We stopped there a couple of times. Remarkable bourbon list, and decent food.

Other Recommended Places:

  • AC Hotel by Mariott New Orleans Bourbon: Where we stayed, just a couple of blocks SW of Canal St, in the street that turns into Bourbon when it crosses Canal. Modern rooms, fun building, faboo breakfast.
  • National WWII Museum: Schedule at least half a day. Really.
  • New Orleans Museum of Art (NOMA): Fine midsize museum with an eclectic but solid collection.

Not-Recommended Places:

  • Sazerac Bar mural

    Sazerac Bar in the Roosevelt Hotel: The drinks were fine, the decor and ambience nifty, the bartender engaging. But those fine drinks were $18/pop. Maybe have one for the experience and move on.

Travel note: A lot of stuff (esp. museums and public buildings) is closed on Monday.

Cheers, New Orleans! We’ll be back!

Yeah, I’m a sucker for a Personal Q&A memes like this

Favorite smell – Sauteeing onions and garlic; cookies baking; apple pie; mimeographs
Favorite foot attire – Birkenstocks
Favorite restaurant – The Wooden Table (Greenwood Village, CO)
Favorite cereal – As a cold cereal, Cheerios (with plenty of sugar).
Jeans or shorts – Shorts. Though I can put up with jeans.
Favorite Condiment – Sriracha, as a sauce. Garlic Pepper, as a seasoning.
Beach or Mountain – Mountain. I’m seriously not a big sun-and-sand person.
Favorite day of the week – Friday. The anticipation of rest and recreation is so powerful.
Favorite Holiday – Christmas. Gifts, family, food. Hard to beat that.
Tattoos – Do. Not. Want. Needles.
Like to cook – When I want to do something nice for +Margie Kleerup (or when she’s on a business trip).
Favorite color – Cobalt Blue
Do you wear glasses – Since 1st Grade.
Favorite season – Autumn. I love fall colors and cooler temps. Spring is a close second.
Beer or wine – Wine (usually). Preferably a peppery red Zin. In beer, a wheat / hefe.
Favorite drink – Alcoholic: Caipirinha (though at a bar I’ll usually order a G&T). Non-Alcoholic: Root Beer (or, if not indulging, unsweetened iced tea).
Dream Place To Live – Tuscany. As a vacation home.
Favorite Fruit – Limes. For limeades, and for various cocktails.

[h/t +Stuckin D’South]

 

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Welcome to California!

We arrived in SoCal this afternoon, delivering the boy to college. Whilst having dinner with my brother, we got a nice little "someone ran a truck into the building" kind of jolt (probably about 3 miles from the epicenter), with a small follow-up "ha-ha" a minute later.

No panic, no damage — heck the light over our table didn't even get to swinging (though another one in the restaurant did). But it was a good welcome to earthquake country for +James Hill.




Earthquake east of Los Angeles hits magnitude 4.4, USGS says
A 4.4-magnitude earthquake shook Southern California about 25 miles east of downtown Los Angeles on Tuesday, but there were no immediate reports of damage or injuries, the U.S. Geological Survey said.

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On the Road

We’re delivering the boy to college, but thought we’d stop and take in a couple of Utah’s spectacular national parks — Bryce Canyon and Zion.




2018-08-27 Bryce and Zion NP
19 new photos · Album by Dave Hill

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Somebody is ready to head off to college

Sorry, Kunoichi — I can only afford one tuition payment at a time, and +James Hill takes priority.

#caturday

 

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The Disaster of A.D. 79

I’ve had the privilege of visiting both Pompeii and Herculaneum. They are remarkable sites (and sights). A touring Pompeii exhibit — not, I think, the one mentioned in Chicago — came through Denver a few years back.

If you have the chance to go to such an exhibit (if not the places themselves), I highly recommend it. The lesson of life interrupted, of a glimpse of disaster overcoming people who had no clue it was coming, and just the plain old richness of understanding of Roman life that both these cities provide is well worth the effort.




Resurrecting Pompeii
A new exhibition brings the doomed residents of Pompeii and Herculaneum vividly to life

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Garden Sale Tips

“Let’s split the party” doesn’t turn out well at the Botanic Garden Plant Sale, either. #dndmetaphors

“A Taste of Highlands Ranch”

“Taste of Highlands Ranch” was full of overservice of food, beer, wine, food, booze. Tasty.

There’s something you don’t see every day, Chauncey

Elephants along the 210 last weekend.

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Thursday in the Park with Crowds

As the last day of the big high school band/orchestra trip, and after two days at Walt Disney World (at one of which the kids actually did a very interesting clinic involving sound tracks ), our partial last day before heading to the airport was spent at Universal Studios in Orlando.

For all our many trips to WDW, we’ve never done Universal, so I was looking forward to it based on all ads and people going and ooohing and aaahing over the new Harry Potter stuff and so forth.

Short summary: a mixed bag of interesting ride technology, area and ride theming that was very good to “bad show,” and a real dislike of “if someone wants to throw money at it, they can go to the front of the line on any ride they want.”

For the record, we did stuff at both Islands of Adventure and the Universal Studios park. Rides we managed to go on in our 5-odd hours there:

  • Harry Potter and the Forbidden Journey (nicely done signature ride)
  • The Harry Potter Hippogriff coaster (too short for the wait)
  • The Hogwarts Express (excellent use of simple technologies)
  • Harry Potter and the Gringotts Heist, or whatever it’s called (well done, though very dialog-heavy for an action ride)
  • Men in Black (fun gallery-shooting ride, with short lines)

Lines ranged up to a bit over an hour and a half.

A few thoughts:

— Harry Potter academic / wizardly robes are not suited to the Florida climate, either for park workers or for the kids we saw running around in them.

— A plethora of Harry Potter wands being waved about by little kids almost certainly has to result in a lot of eye injuries on any given day, given the crowds.

— The rides were all generally pretty good; the two HP showcase rides were multi-media of practical effects, physical movement, and video projections, all blended satisfactorily. For the record, we enjoyed Forbidden Journey over Gringotts, though the latter is usually more highly rated.

— Lots of effective use of video displays and so forth in the various HP zones (for moving portraits, for animated newspapers and wanted posters, etc.)

— Universal does a lot with in-ride or ride-adjacent lockers for loose items. Somehow, that was never a problem at WDW, but at Universal it was always a madhouse (esp. with the in-ride ones) to get a locker (or two) and then to recover the items after (when the finger-print readers worked).

— Lots of stairs at Universal inside the rides.

— Some of the theming was excellent. Hogsmeade was a gorgeous winter-bound town, and Diagon Alley was a lovely zone as well. One could easily spend much more time them, just pushing your way through the over-filled and over-crowded shops and peering through the windows.

The same was true in the areas we went to elsewhere. Walking through the Dr. Seuss zone was surreal, and felt just like what it should.

That said, there were plenty of cases of “bad show” — unthemed elements visible where they should not be, chinks in the illusion. My sense is that Universal hasn’t caught up to Disney there.

— All the things we went on were fun, and I don’t regret the time spent there.

— To generalize, though, Disney create a broad environment that tries to grab you before you enter and goes with you through the whole day. There is a sense there of commitment to you as the guest, and an eye to detail that remains exquisite.

Universal is out for the wham-bam experience. The zones and rides and so forth are chock-a-block, with little rhyme or reason. Why is there a San Francisco area, and why is it across the lake from Springfield? Where would one expect to find Dr. Seuss? There are zones, but no theme.

This ties into Universal’s broader use of big movement, fast movement, thrill rides. Disney tries to provide thrills mostly through engagement in the overall park experience and immersion in the story. Universal focuses more on fastest, biggest, wildest. Both are valid approaches, both have their audiences, but in the end it makes (for me) the Universal experience feel a bit more frenetic, more forgettable.

Moreover, though Disney is certainly not at all cheap, Universal seems to really emphasize the the commercial nature of the the park experience, complete with two tiers of “I get to cut to the front of the line” tickets that are available for gobs of cash; while Disney does this to some degree with FastPass, that’s for free and is clearly an effort to manage crowds; Universal’s is clearly an effort to build an additional revenue stream. Both offend social conventions against queue jumping, but Universal’s felt more egregious.

Or, put another way (this via the young’un): going to Disney World is like going to the grandparents house for the holidays — they’re going to care for you, take care of you, and if it’s not going to be thrilling, it’s going to be fun. Universal is more like the aunt you visit sometimes who always has cupcakes and who has really weird furniture that doesn’t quite smell right — it’s also enjoyable, even exciting, but also not where you want to spend all your vacation.

After this trip, I’d love to go spend more time at Universal, at a more sedate pace, and explore some of the other things they have there. But I’d rather go back to WDW again and be able to do the same.

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Spring Break at Walt Disney World

Not a recommended date selection, though since it is a school trip, there are reasons.

Never seen the plaza in front of “Pirates of the Caribbean” full before.

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Padding through Pandora

We’re off this week on a school band/orchestra trip that took us today to Walt Disney World and Disney’s Animal Kingdom.

DAK has always been the red-headed stepchild of WDW. Built at a time when Disney was strapped for cash, the original plans were scaled way back (including putting off one of the areas of the park, the “Beastly Kingdom” of Fantasy). As it result, it’s often felt like 2/3 of a park, difficult to stretch into a full day’s entertainment.

When I read a few years back Disney’s plan to partner with James Cameron to create a land at DAK based on the world of Pandora in Cameron’s film Avatar, I thought it was the silliest idea ever — the movie was a decade old, nobody much cared about it, nobody was sure whether any of Cameron’s planned sequels would ever occur, it wasn’t a Disney property — in short, it sounded like a recipe for disaster.

For the record, I am still uncertain about Avatar as a movie franchise, but Disney has done one hell of a job in creating the Pandora area of DAK. The whole area is thoroughly and richly themed, with the foliage heavily laden with both exotic plants that look alien, and actual crafted artifacts that look even more alien. (This all looks great during the day; at night, a ton of the plant artifact glow with apparent bioluminescence. It’s gorgeous.)

This is overlaid with artifacts both of Na’vi native decor and Earth military/industrial notes.

The centerpiece of the area is a series of floating islands, as in the movie. The illusion isn’t perfect, but the results are still pretty cool, and the remarkable cantilevering gorgeous.

There are two rides in the zone. The premiere — and the draw for very large crowds at DAK — is Avatar Flight of Passage, which had lines of over two hours even before the park opened for general admission, and which increased at times to four hour wait times on stand-by (no FastPass could be had for love or money, ever since it was opened for pre-registration up to a month in advance).

We went ahead and queued up in the late morning when the estimate was showing three hours. That time didn’t include the queue outside the ride queue (occupying the entire path to Africa), so it took us more like 3.5 hours.

That said, it was actually worth it. AFoP is sort of a cross between Soarin’ (simulated flight before a big screen) and Star Tours (physical action to augment the projected reality), with 3D thrown in. In story, it’s about telepathically hooking up to an Avatar that is flying a Na’vi “Flight of Passage” ritual, while riding a small motorcycle-like seat that “enables” the hook-up and provides further physical feedback to enhance the illusion.

Though there are 8 folk lined up on these seats per run, the sense of personal flight — physical movement, 3D, etc. — was very well done, and, even for a 4-5 minute ride, it felt worth the 3.5 hours we’d waited, especially with the excellent (as expected) theming Disney’s done in the various parts of the queue.

It was definitely a high point of the day, and while I’m still not sure that Pandora won’t feel like some oddity in 5-10 years, the overall zone (including the very nice restaurant there) is worth the visit now, even with the crowds.

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McMonster

Currently eating at the world’s largest McDonald’s. Very hi-tech and modern. And big.




We visited the largest McDonald’s in the US and ate pizza, pasta, and a Belgian waffle — here’s what it’s like
Florida is home to some of the most magical places on Earth: Disney World, the Wizarding World of Harry Potter… and America’s largest McDonald’s.

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Shipboard Warning

“Press button to activate electro-cannon in case of attack by many-tentacled horrors from the depths.”

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Ominous

Not sure a Blue Screen of Death is how I want to be sent off at the airport.

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Early Departure

So it was always the plan that, with the moving van arriving at my mom’s house on Saturday the 27th, I’d fly out there on Monday the 22nd to lend strong back, moral support, etc.

Then it turned out my mom fractured her arm over the weekend. Soooooo… I’m flying out today, instead.

Which changes a variety of plans, for all that it’s less than a week early, but if being unemployed doesn’t mean I can’t change my travel plans without worrying about PTO and ongoing project tasks, then what good is it? 😀

So, off to California again. Albeit this time a one-way flight, as we’ll be driving back. Exciting times!

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There’s No Place Like Home

As my wife and daughter insist on reminding me.

I look forward to being there soon.

 

In Album 9/29/17

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On Vacations

Oh, I remember some Disney World trips, I do …

[Original: http://www.fowllanguagecomics.com/comic/vacation/
Bonus Panel: http://www.fowllanguagecomics.com/vacation-bonus-panel/]

 

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Assembly Line

We visited the new Breckenridge Brewery plant over on Santa Fe this past Monday, and the tour included this view of the packaging lines. I've always loved these things, and while it's not as impressive as the massive operation at the Coors Brewery up in Golden, it's still darned cool (and the beer is much better).

 

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