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K “The light is fleeing. I try to console myself by stating that endings are beginnings.”
J “Someone got a nod for the hard work and sacrifice.”
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Bumper sticker of the week:
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K “Yesterday really. 11:32 p.m. on the Coast East. The day triggers introspection. The party has just started and the punch bowl is pulled back unrelentingly a little at a time and then more quickly.”
J “The great rheostat starts turning down the lights. We need to light up our lives.”
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[See the e-commentary at “Weather / Climate. Oh, And Have A Happy Solstice! (June 17, 2019)”, “Another Solstice (June 20, 2011)” and “Solstice (June 21, 2010)”.]
Bumper sticker of the week:
Party on!
[After more than a dozen tries today, Google is not providing access to www.e-commentary.org when searching for www.e-commentary.org.]
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Climate is what you expect. Weather is what you get.
Weather is what you wear. Climate is what’s in your closet.
Weather is the day-to-day state of the atmosphere and its short-term variation in minutes to days to weeks. Folks regard weather as the combination of temperature, humidity, precipitation, cloudiness, visibility, and wind. Climate is the overall weather of a place averaged over a period of time such as 10 to 20 to 30 years.
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[See the e-commentary at “Solstice (June 21, 2010)”, “Another Solstice (June 20, 2011)” and “Darkness . . . And Light. Oh, And Happy Winter Solstice! (December 17, 2018)”.]
Bumper sticker of the week:
“Everybody complains about the weather, but no one does anything about it.” Mark Twain
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K “The anadromous fish return to the mouths of rivers with almost clock-work predictability. Fish traps at the entrances could collect the fish efficiently and allow for the tender tender and immediate transport to the market.”
J “That is hard not to notice. Yet that approach may be too efficient and too logical. Instead, an expensive and elaborate flotilla of fishing vessels and tender vessels steams out to the open seas, jeopardizes the lives of captain and crew, and intercepts the fish a few hours or minutes before their appointment and otherwise ready, compliant and inexpensive assembly at the mouth.”
K “Go figure.”
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K “Yet the most fundamental question presents itself. How to distribute the bounty if it is harvested collectively rather than individually.”
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J “And the scourge that cannot be acknowledged continues unabated. Fish corralled using either technique may still be irradiated.”
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[See the e-commentary by typing “Fukushima Daiichi” into the Search Box.]
Bumper stickers of the week:
Fish on!
The worst day fishing beats the best day working
Another Solstice, another year
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K “Better the crook we know than the crazy man we don’t?”
J “You sure?”
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K “Better the crazy crook we know than the crooked crazy man we don’t?”
J “You sure?”
K “Better the war-savoring, crazy crook we know than the xenophobic, crooked, crazy man we don’t?”
J “You sure?”
K “Better the war-savoring and Wall Street-favoring, crazy crook we know than the xenophobic, bigoted, crooked, crazy man we don’t?”
J “You sure?”
K “Better the lying, war-savoring and Wall Street-favoring, crazy crook we know than the lying, xenophobic, bigoted, crooked, crazy man we don’t?”
J “You sure?”
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J “We are now stuck with two presumptuous Presidential nominees and zero hope.”
K “Clinton is part of the problem; the Donald does not even understand the problem. Full stop.”
J “I’m sure that we have a problem.”
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K “The conservatives resolve these conundrums by resorting to the aphorism: ‘Better the devil we know than the devil we don’t.’”
J “I sure don’t know who is the devil we know and who is the devil we don’t?”
K “In the final analysis, it all comes down to the Supreme Court.”
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K “The solstice is the sunniest day of the year up here. Defaulting to the lesser of the two diabolical devils isn’t the most promising ray of sunshine.”
J “It starts getting darker every day after 22:34 UTC this afternoon.”
K “There are still some long days in our future.”
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[See the e-commentary at “The First Look At The ‘Second Political Party’ (January 3, 2011).”]
Bumper stickers of the week:
“And how many more of these stinking double-downer sideshows will we have to go through before we can get . . . a chance to vote for something, instead of always being faced with that old familiar choice between the lesser of two evils?” Hunter S. Thompson
Better the crook we know than the crazy man we don’t?
The other election this week in Britain on the “Brexit” will be revealing.
Cleveland was hot yesterday and may be hot this July.
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O “Solstice is a regular reminder of something more ominous. The Last Sunset. Seems like a day to mourn rather to celebrate. The day is heralded as the beginning of Summer, yet the day harbingers the ending of additional day light. Summer is otherwise just dawning and just finishing the first quarter, yet Nature reverses the rheostat and lowers the lights.”
Y “Summer is more like a hockey game. The lights go up during the first period – Memorial Day – and then down before the second period – Independence Day. The third period – Labor Day – eases the transition to Fall.”
O “The lights should stay on until half time. Keep them lit until July 21.”
Y “It is what it is. The second period may not offer as much light, yet it is still warm. There is lots of time to play.”
O “And each Solstice appears to arrive sooner every year. We should be inspired by the golden-crowned sparrow that enchants us with its plaintive song all Summer.”
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Bumper stickers of the week:
Carpe Diem
Why not enjoy the day
Fishing is fast; catching is slow.
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A1 “The equinox is the ‘equal night day.’ The science jocks contend that the equinox is the time when the sun crosses the equator and creates a night and thus a day of equal length. Another marker from the Heavens of an ending and of a beginning. Winter is going. Summer is coming.”
A2 “And another biathlon season is going. Hard to fault an event that mixes cross country skiing and target shooting. The biathlete in the long race skis 5 kilometres and then takes a bout of 5 shots at metal targets from the prone position with a .22 long rifle round. And then skis another 5 klicks before taking another bout of 5 shots from the standing position. And then skis another 5 klicks before repeating it again. The heart pounds and sounds like a Pfaff sewing machine wired to 220 volts.”
A1 “Always seems akin to boxing one round and then playing the violin and then boxing one round and then playing the violin and repeating it again.”
A2 “The perfect outlet for rambunctious Buddhists.”
A1 “Chess boxing. That is the real thing. And you can participate year round.”
A2 “Buddhists don’t usually box. And a real winter event requires snow. And atonement. A missed target must be ‘atoned for’ by either skiing a penalty lap or taking a time penalty. Miss a penalty loop and you are disqualified; miscount and ski any extra penalty loop and you are lost. As usual, the one who spends the least time on the trail and at the range prevails. Time to put up the skis and lock up the gun and transition to God’s game.”
A1 “Soccer is a great workout, yet it does allow for idle hands.”
A2 “That is where women’s lacrosse comes into play. The women’s game remains true to the original rules of America’s first sport. The women’s game is poetry. The men’s game is doggerel prose. Both are demanding and fast-paced.”
A1 “Helmets or no helmets?”
A2 “They should require helmets for women. The game requires one to use one’s head which should be protected.”
A1 “And despite all the rapid social and cultural changes, you can play the traditional and timeless co-ed inner tube water polo year round.”
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[See the “e-ssay” titled “Less Government Regulation Series: Motorcycle Helmets (June 15, 2009).”]
Bumper stickers of the week:
Co-ed inner tube water polo rules
Idle hands and feet are the devil’s workshop.
The Equinox is a time of equanimity
Compost . . . because a rind is a terrible thing to waste
Spring bird musings:
Songs – to breed (to attract a mate)
Calls – to communicate (to repel a transgressor, usually)
Song – “Over here, baby.”
Call – “Go away, Jack.”