Just the Facts, Ma'am

[Note: This was originally posted several weeks ago, but has been updated since then to include more news sources.]

It often seems that traditional news networks and papers, sometimes referred to as "legacy media," have lost their reliability. Many have been compromised by political considerations. They may be owned by people or corporations with financial or ideological ties to special interests or a particular political party and its enablers, or they may simply have decided to "obey in advance." We are increasingly frustrated by their (apparently intentional) failure to report certain events and facts, while focusing obsessively on others.

Sometimes the best reporting on events within the U.S. comes from observers outside the U.S. It is also worth considering the growing body of "independent" journalists, some of whom have walked away from legacy media, others who have emerged from the world of podcasts and social media.

  • The Guardian covers American and international news for an online, global audience.
  • Al Jazeera was the first independent news channel in the Arab world
  • Irish Star aspires to bridge the gap between Ireland and America
  • BBC News, a public service broadcaster, established by a Royal Charter, and principally funded through the licence fee paid by UK households.
  • University of Michigan Library Research Guides lets you search hundreds of international news sources simultaeously.
  • The Contrarian is self-described as "unflinching journalism in support of democracy."
  • Pro Publica offers investigative journalism in the public interest.
  • Associated Press is widely considered unbiased in its reporting.
  • NPR is an independent, nonprofit media organization.
  • Military.com, daily news along with in-depth investigations on issues that impact the military community
  • Stars and Stripes provides independent news and information to the U.S. military community from around the world.
  • Media Matters is a web-based, not-for-profit,progressive research and information center dedicated to monitoring, analyzing, and correcting misinformation in the U.S. media.
  • Democracy Docket is a digital news platform dedicated to information, analysis and opinion about voting rights and elections in the courts.
  • C-Span shows U.S. government hearings and other events without adding opinions or interpretations.
  • Allsides displays top news stories from Left, Center, and Right perspectives, and provides media bias ratings for over 1400 outlets and writers
  • 1440 is a news digest attempting to focus on fact-based stories.
  • The Tennesse Holler, a reader-supported digital site with the slogan "Always yell the truth."
  • Le Monde is France's leading newspaper. It makes its website available in English
  • Corriere della sera is a leading Italian newspaper.
  • The Independent is a UK-based newspaper with a U.S. edition

Also, take a look at your town's local newspapers (if they still exist). Local papers often have an obvious political leaning, but can still be good sources for stories that are not well-reported elsewhere.

 

Losing the Benefits They Paid For

If you think cutting off Social Security and Medicare is not a problem, think some more. If you're under 65, do you want your elderly parents or grandparents to move in with you? It might not be as much fun as you think.

Look up the retail prices of the medications they take. Ask the doctor's office how much an uninsured patient pays for a visit.

Do your parents want to move in with you, or would they rather stay independent as long as possible? Do you have a spare room, or will someone have to sleep on the couch? How will the folks feel about giving up their furniture and accumulated possessions? Do you have closet space for them? How many bathrooms do you have? How much money can they contribute toward groceries, utilities and other household expenses? Are you all able to make major financial and lifestyle decisions together? Do they approve of the way you clean house, or the way you cook? Do they approve of the way you are raising your children? Do you enjoy their helpful suggestions and comments?

How much help with housework will your aging parents be able to provide? Do they have problems like incontinence, short-term memory loss, hearing impairment, failing eyesight, difficulty walking? Will you be able to leave them alone when you go on vacation? Or will you take them with you, and will they (or you) enjoy it? If the day comes when they need full-time care, will you or your spouse be able to provide it? Or can you afford health care workers (strangers in your home all day)?

If your parents are no longer living, will these issues apply to aunts and uncles, aging cousins, or even your older siblings? If you still have teenagers or 20-somethings living with you, can you afford to keep them plus the older relative who needs expensive pills?

 

Random Thoughts

"The Deadly Sins Dominated by Death" (1904), James Ensor


I don't want it to make me stronger.
I don't want it to make me a better person.
I just want it to leave me alone.



What if we could actually love each other as well as we promised we would?



Nothing ruins a lovely Saturday afternoon like realizing it's Thursday.



When your only tool is a sledgehammer, everything looks like a demolition project.



I still think love is better than hate, even though hate is more profitable.



Thousands of businesses perform internal audits on a regular basis. They do NOT shut down the business while the audit is happening.



Follow the Money

A company where I once worked decided to do an internal audit. They didn't have to fire anybody or shut down operations before they could do it. They just went through the records of all their accounts with their clients and tracked what money was received, what was paid out, etc.

In the course of the audit, they found a few cases where money should have been reimbursed to clients but was not. What did they do about this? Did they shut down the company? No. Did they fire half the employees? No. They realized these were just oversights that occurred when things were busy and complicated.

They wrote explanatory letters to the clients in question and sent them checks for the amounts owed. Nobody got upset.

 

It's Coming From Inside the House


The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters (1799), Francisco de Goya y Lucientes

I was about three years old when this happened. I woke up during the night, and I could hear some kind of wild animal snarling, growling, and snuffling in the darkness. Frightened, I called out for my mother. She sat on the edge of the bed and asked me what was wrong.

"There's a bear in the house!" I told her. "I can hear it."

"That's not a bear," she said. "It's just your father, snoring."

I learned to sleep with the bedroom door closed.

It has always mystified me that people are usually not awakened by their own snoring. All that noise is right there, inside their heads, and they sleep right through it. In Dad's case, it seemed particularly ironic, in that he was very bothered by noise of any kind. Loud conversations, popular music, distant train whistles -- any sound the world produced set his nerves on edge, especially at night. In his youth, the sound of crickets chirping became so maddening that one night he went outside with a hammer in his hand, determined to smash them, one by one. It was a hopeless quest.

To preserve his sanity and get some rest, Dad wore earplugs to bed. Decades later, Mom, airing yet another grievance, said that she thought he did it on purpose so that he wouldn't have to get up and take care of a crying baby (or, perhaps, a toddler who heard bears).

I once asked Mom how she could possibly sleep next to someone who made that much noise. "It's easy," she told me. "I just fall asleep before he does." Mom was a deep sleeper.

 

Captain Vancouver


George Vancouver was a British naval officer who spent many years exploring and surveying the northwestern Pacific coast of North America, as well as the Hawaiian Islands and the southwest coast of Australia. He had trained under the premier English navigator of the time, James Cook. In 1795, he completed a circumnavigation of South America. His name was given to two cities, one in British Columbia, Canada, and one in the U.S state of Washington. Additionally, two mountains, one in North America and one in New Zealand, were named after him, as were Vancouver Island and the Vancouver River, both in British Columbia.

Vancouver did his share of naming things, replacing the names used by local people for various landmarks, often with the names of his friends, colleagues, and his ship. These include Mount Hood, Puget Sound, Mount St. Helen's, Mount Baker, Mount Rainier, Port Gardner, Port Susan, Whidbey Island, Discovery Passage, Discovery Island, Discovery Bay, Port Discovery and Discovery Park, Orford Reef, and several others.

Vancouver got along well with the indigenous people in the areas he visited, and also had cordial relations with the Spanish explorers of the time. He seems to have bypassed the Columbia and Fraser rivers, but his charts and maps were generally excellent, although his longitudinal readings were often wrong.

After his return to England, Vancouver faced controversies and public humiliation. Prominent people who had disputes with him harassed him and attacked him in the press. One disagreement led to a street fight.

In poor health after his years at sea, Vancouver apparently could not withstand the stress of his damaged reputation and seemingly endless controversies. He died at age 40.


 

Random Thoughts

Charles Babbage's Brain (1909), V. Horsley



Law enforcement should not be afraid to pursue a case against criminals, out of fear that political hacks who don't like the outcome will punish them for enforcing the law.



Sometimes I feel an urge to water the artificial plants. I resist it.



Whether a person is making sandwiches, putting electrical wiring in your home, or investigating crime, it's better to have someone who knows what to do and does it well, without worrying about being fired for political reasons.



I'm baffled and annoyed by the vast numbers of people who write "pun intended" or "no pun intended" when there truly is no pun (or joke of any kind).



If you have to use lies to promote your cause, your cause isn't worth promoting.



It is painful to admit that you were deceived and betrayed, that your loyalty was misplaced. A common reaction is denial - you just don't want to believe it. You look for other explanations for the things that have happened. You feel anxious, wary, confused. When you finally have to face the truth, you may feel incapacitated by depression. You may react with rage. You feel that you can't trust anyone at all, ever again.

 

Would You Let This Guy Hold Your Lunch Money?


In 2022, Elon Musk paid 44 billion dollars for the social media platform Twitter. Under Musk's management (or, some would say, mismanagement), the company, inexplicably renamed "X", lost nearly 80% of its value within two years.

At the start of 2024, Tesla, Musk's electric vehicle business, was valued at $58.3 billion. By the end of the year, its value was estimated at $43 billion, a drop of nearly 26%. Although Tesla's decline may have been partly fueled by Musk's reputation as a bullying goon involved in right-wing extremist politics, the ugliness of the Cybertruck, along with a series of vehicles fires and explosions, didn't help.

Musk also owns the Boring Company, a tunnel construction service notable for impractical proposals and failed or abandoned projects.

SpaceX is another Musk business, a space exploration technology company. Although the company's failed launches and rocket explosions have attracted attention, it has also succeeded in many of its ventures, which include cargo delivery to the International Space Station. SpaceX's rapid success was built on financial support from the U.S. government, in the form of lucrative federal contracts and grants.

Another Musk venture is Starlink, an Internet satellite service, hated by many astronomers for blocking our view of the stars. Starlink has had many satellite malfunctions and failures. As an Internet service, it is expensive, and has a reputation for poor customer support. Musk has also been accused of using Starlink in attempts to manipulate global politics by making it either available or unavailable in different areas. As a proponent of vicious and disproportionate revenge, Musk used his influence with America's Republican administration to terminate funding for USAID, an independent agency of the United States government that is primarily responsible for administering civilian foreign aid and development assistance, thus cutting off food, medicine, and shelter for millions of needy people, apparently as punishment for the agency's questioning its relationship with Starlink.

Neuralink is a company attempting to build implantable brain-computer interface systems. The company has been criticized for the deaths of primates used in its experiments. Following false statements about the deaths, a national physicians group asked the SEC to investigate Musk for possible securities fraud.

Musk formed a supposedly temporary organization known as the Department of Government Efficiency (DOGE), which masquerades as a U.S. government department. The formation of new departments requires the approval of Congress, which DOGE did not receive. Although its stated purpose is to find and eliminate government waste, DOGE's most visible activity has been the infiltration of government agencies and departments for the purpose of gaining access to computer systems and allegedly harvesting cititzens' financial and medical data. Despite consensus that DOGE's activities have been illegal, there has been no intervention by law enforcement. Musk has been accused of staging a coup and attempting to completely destroy the U.S. government.

Elon Musk was born to a wealthy family in South Africa in 1971. In 1989, he emigrated to Canada, where he became a citizen. In 1995, he and his brother Kimball moved to California. Kimball has publically admitted that they were illegal immigrants. Somehow, Elon acquired U.S. citizenship in 2002.



 

Following the Money

Illustration: “Because so much money creeps into my sack, the whole world climbs into my hole” (1568), Jan Wierix



Traditionally, throughout history, the rich have robbed the poor. This is so deeply accepted as a norm, that a greed-crazed billionaire will characterize helping the poor as "criminal".



There are no U.S. laws that contain the footnote: "Super-wealthy individuals may ignore this."



If I had more wealth than anyone in the world, and if I also wanted people to admire and respect me, I would provide food for the hungry and medicine for the sick. I would repair bridges and roads. I would build affordable housing.

On the other hand, if I had all that wealth and wanted to make people hate me, while attracting the admiration of sadists and criminals, I'd cut off supplies of food and medicine to babies and others who really need it. I would build only projects that were flashy and ego-pumping.

How we really choose to use the resources that are available to us tells more about our value as human beings than any speeches, slogans, or promises we speak.



Eat the rich, and you feed your family for a day.

Tax the rich, and you feed them for life.



Bond Villains


When people compare someone to a "Bond villain," they may be thinking of Auric Goldfinger, the main baddie of both the novel and the film bearing his name.

Goldfinger is an extremely wealthy man whose obsession with acquiring more money prompts him to cheat at golf and at cards. In particular, he loves gold, and constantly plots to get more of it. There is no limit to the crimes Goldfinger is willing to commit in pursuit of his goal. He plans to murder everyone at Fort Knox as part of his scheme to steal the entire U.S. gold reserve.

Goldfinger's vices do not include smoking or drinking, but he does pay for sex. His kink is that he likes a woman to be covered in gold paint so that he can feel that he is making love to gold.

Bond villains often seem cartoonish. They live in a world of sci-fi gadgets and over-the-top displays of opulence. Unlike Batman's villains, they typically do not sport costumes, makeup and caricatured personas that would be likely to bring them to public attention as insane if they existed in the real world. Nevertheless, their sanity may be in question as they expend vast resources of time, money, and hired help on personal obsessions and maniacal quests.

While many Bond villains are involved in political intrigue, often as agents for Russia or for terrorist organizations seeking world domination, wealth and greed are recurring themes. The villains may need money to support their causes, but often they are already rich and powerful, motivated by the desire for even more wealth and power. Sometimes they are seeking revenge.

Bond villains tend to have sadistic personalities, and may waste time for the sake of indulging in acts of physical or mental cruelty. Their vengeance is generally out of proportion to the original offense.

Lyutsifer Safin, from the film No Time to Die, is a chemist whose main motive is to get revenge on the organization that killed his family. He carries this to extremes by killing individuals uninvolved in the original murder, and becomes willing to kill millions of innocent people, ostensibly as a way of preventing future terrorist organizations from forming. He commands a large security force on a private island and appears to have nearly unlimited financial resources. Like most Bond villains, he seeks world domination.

Another aspiring world dominator, Emilo Largo, from both the novel and film Thunderball, is a leader of a criminal organization. He enjoys an upscale lifestyle, hobnobbing with socialites, and uses a private yacht in his crimes. His plan is to steal nuclear weapons and use the threat of destroying cities to intimidate world leaders into compliance with his demand for a huge payout.

Bond villains couldn't do what they do without the assistance of henchmen. These are usually powerful bodyguards, but may also be co-conspirators, double agents, technology experts, or seductive women. The henchmen may be motivated by personal loyalty to the villain, a shared vision of world domination, or a fat paycheck. Or maybe they are just nasty guys who like doing evil things.

James Bond always destroys the villains in the end. He has plenty of help - from his fellow British agents, from old pals in the CIA, from the villain's own colleagues who have a change of heart, or from good luck and fortunate timing. Perhaps our inclination to characterize certain adversaries as Bond villains reflects the powerful hope that we, too, can be assured of vanquishing them in the end.

 

The Sidewalks of New York

This would have been around 1995 or 1996. Danny's soon-to-be-ex-wife was explaining why she loved New York more than she loved him. She said that one sunny day she was out walking on the street, and she saw a handsome young man on roller blades headed her way. He passed her with a big smile on his face, and she realized it was JFK Jr.

I didn't tell her about all the times in L.A. that I had encountered celebrities at the mall, at grocery stores, or in restaurants. That wasn't really the point. In her mind, New York was vibrant and exciting, full of possibilities, always surprising. She didn't understand that many people would have described Los Angeles exactly the same way. Her career was just beginning, and she didn't want to start over in a new town. In the meantime, all of Danny's career opportunities were in L.A.

So, Danny moved to California and his wife stayed in Manhattan. I think she kept their apartment. He started a new relationship with a lovely woman and kept on pursuing his career in the entertainment industry. All his possibilities ended when leukemia took his life.

The ex-wife went on to have exactly the successful career she wanted. I don't know anything else about her, but I imagine she still enjoys her walks.

 

Random Thoughts

Image from an alchemical manuscript by an unknown author, ca. 1725



Sadists will not protect us.



It's amazing to see how many infectious disease specialists and Constitutional scholars have suddenly become aviation experts.



I want an app like Shazam, but for faces.



We are the descendants of the survivors.



Even the Twilight Zone never had an episode when all the criminals were turned loose and all the law enforcers were fired.



If I had marched into US government offices with some buddies and taken over the computer system, my friends and I would be sitting in jail right now.



 

Reliable Health Information

"The Bad Doctors" (1892), James Ensor

Now that we can't trust the CDC or any other U.S. government-controlled agencies to give us reliable information, consider using websites in other countries.
Some other alternatives are private hospitals and clinics. The biggest hospital in your region probably has a good website with lots of information. Also, look into the websites of The Cleveland Clinic, Mayo Clinic, and MD Anderson Cancer Center.

 

Will You Love Me Tomorrow?

"Opera Reminiscences: Desdemona and Othello" (1829), William Heath

"Love at first sight" happens, but is it effective as the basis for a long-term relationship?

The first time my grandfather saw my grandmother in the schoolyard, he said, "That's my girl!" They married a few years later, and were together for life.

I had a teacher in elementary school who married her husband the day they met. At the time she told us her story, they had been married 15 years.

I know a couple who married just two weeks after meeting. They are still happily together 30 years later.

Hubby and I felt instantly connected the night we met. That was 40 years ago.



 

Random Thoughts

Illustration: "Dante and Beatrice before the Light." (ca 1450), Giovanni di Paolo di Grazia




I knew some guys who had a garage band, but they didn't have a garage, so they rehearsed in someone's living room. They couldn't think of a name for the band, so they jokingly called themselves the Living Room Four. I misunderstood, thinking they had said Living Room Floor. I still think they should have used that name.



One of my high school teachers told us that the best way to improve our writing was to write something every day. I write every day. I don't know if my writing is getting better, but it is getting easier.



There were things I worried about in elementary school. I worried about failing an arithmetic test. I worried about wetting my pants. I worried that lunch in the cafeteria would be disgusting. I didn't worry that my friends and their families would be dragged from their homes and sent to another country.



In college, I took a class called Journalism 101. The teacher was adamant about knowing how to ask good questions at a press conference. Nobody in the White House press corps ever took that class.



Remember Me

Toward the end of her life, my grandmother had difficulty recognizing familiar people. One afternoon, her sister came for a visit, and they had a long conversation about the good old days. Later, Grandma commented, "That woman sure knew a lot about my sister!"

On another occasion, the whole extended family was at a party (someone's birthday, I think). Hubby and I were talking to Grandma. Suddenly, as she looked at him, her face lit up with recognition. "You're Bob!" she exclaimed.

"That's right," he agreed.

Then she turned to me with a smile. "And you're Bob's wife," she said.

Yep.



 

An Old Friend Returns

Pandy is just about my age. This little bear was my childhood protector and companion, who for some reason was left behind when I moved out of my parents' house. Forty years later, I was sorting through boxes of junk in my mom's house, and was thrilled to find Pandy mixed up with a bunch of old papers and tchotchkes. I tried to clean the once-white fur, but the discoloration seems permanent. Well, we all show a little wear and tear with time. Now my panda pal watches over me once again.

WASPs

Recently, an "executive order" from the head of the Republican administration removed information about the Women Airforce Service Pilots from Air Force training courses.

Here are links to some web pages and articles that describe this part of American history.

UPDATE:


Following a widespread public outcry, the Air Force announced it would reinstate videos about the Tuskegee Airmen and the WASPs to the basic training curriculum.

 

Tuskegee Airmen

Recently, an "executive order" from the head of the Republican administration removed information about the Tuskegee Airmen from Air Force training courses.

Here are links to some web pages and articles that describe this part of American history.

Wikipedia
Tuskegee University
Tuskegee Airmen Inc.
Air Force Historical Support Division
Tuskegee Airmen National Historic Site


 

Thinking About Big Things

Illustration: "The March of Intellect"(1829), William Heath

We don't need "critical" thinking as much as we need just plain thinking. When a madman claims there is a giant faucet, so big that it takes a full day to turn the handle, and that faucet directs all the water of the Pacific Northwest to either flow naturally into the ocean or to be redirected to drought-plagued California, it shouldn't require any kind of fact-checking or research. All that is needed is thinking. Think about what the world is like, what water is like, how rivers and oceans function.

If you were tempted even for a second to believe in the magic faucet, some realistic thinking would snap you out of it. Unfortunately, we seem to be living among a population that doesn't know what the world is like or what water is like, doesn't know how rivers and oceans function, and - most of all - doesn't know how to think. Fifty, forty, even thirty years ago, if a guy like that had appeared on TV making a claim like that, people would have had a hearty laugh before changing the channel. The show would not have been renewed. A third-grader in 1955 (the year donald was in third grade) would have known immediately that the giant faucet claim was ludicrous.

Yet now, many adults seem unable to think clearly enough to understand the difference between reality and nonsense. So let's assume that the giant faucet story seems credible. Why have we never heard of it before? A faucet that could control the flow of mighty rivers would be a remarkable engineering feat. When was it built, and by whom? Was it part of the Public Works Administration in the 1930's? Why have we not seen any documentaries about it? Why is it not a famous tourist attraction? These are some of the questions a person capable of critical thinking might ask, questions a middle school student might ask. Yet no reporters have asked these questions. Surely, the vast majority of the White House press corps know that there is no magic faucet. They can easily make the truth known to the public by asking the obvious questions.

If fact-checking and research are deemed necessary, send an expedition to the headwaters of the Columbia River to look for the faucet. Spend some time in a library checking the newspaper archives and the encyclopedias for stories about the great faucet project. Ask a few hydraulic engineers if such a thing is possible. Today's "journalists" won't do that work, not even the relatively easy work of asking the person making the claim to provide supporting facts for the claim.

 

It's Only Money

Illustration: "A World That Quickly Turns" (1855), Anonymous

My friend Gail seemed like a sensible person, certainly not someone who'd be considered irresponsible or wildly extravagant. She had a good job in a higher-than-average income bracket. Nothing made me suspect she had big financial problems.

There were little things about the way she lived that I noticed. When she needed cash, she went to a convenient drive-through ATM that wasn't owned by her bank, and paid a transaction fee every time. In her bathroom, she had the most expensive brand of toilet paper. Her cosmetics were a pricey imported brand. She had several sets of nice dishes and table linens that she alternated to match the season or the holiday. Although her fashion style was casual and slightly rumpled, she wore top-tier clothing brands. She leased her car. Her son took a lot of music and art lessons, and went to fancy summer camps.

These aren't bad things. I don't think any one of her spending habits doomed her, but I do think she had a habitually careless attitude toward money. There were probably a lot of things going on that I didn't know. Eventually, she accumulated unmanageable credit card (and other) debt and found hereself in danger of foreclosure, unable to pay the bills, avoiding phone calls. She got some relief by filing for bankruptcy, a long, painful process that trashed her credit score.

When it was over, I noticed some subtle changes at Gail's house. Her toilet paper was now the Kirkland brand from Costco, and her moisturizer was Olay. She bought a pre-owned car. She still liked those upscale clothes, but she waited to buy them at clearance sales. Her son was now old enough to have a job, and he paid for his own activities.

Overall, Gail's life didn't change much. She still had that well-paid job and still lived in the same lovely house. It seemed that now she paid more attention to costs, and that she was serious about budgeting for the big things, like a nice European vacation and a better car. But she still used the drive-through ATM.

 

All Wet

Illustration: "Water" (1793), William Blake

I see a lot of ads for walk-in bathtubs. These tubs have a little door that you are supposed to open, walk in and sit down. In theory, the closed door is sealed so the tub won't leak when you fill it. These seem to be aimed at seniors (and perhaps people with disabilities).

You're going to have to sit there (maybe in a cold bathroom) while the tub fills. Then, when you've finished your bath, you've got to wait (wet and possibly shivering) while the tub drains, before you can open the door and leave. This does not seem like a good idea. I have seen at least one brand that claims to have a fast-draining system and a heated seat so you won't get chilled while waiting. They suggest "multi tasking" by rinsing (won't that add more water?) while draining.

A more practical solution to bathing for the mobility-impaired is a walk-in shower with a chair or stool and a hand-held spray. This lets you get in and out quickly and does not require prolonged standing. For those who really can't stand or walk, there are shower/commode wheelchairs designed to roll into a shower or perch over a toilet.

 

Don't Dry Up and Blow Away

Illustration: "A Mad Dog in a Coffee House" (ca 1800), Thomas Rowlandson

One day, my brother stopped by to visit our mother, then in her eighties. He found her sitting on the couch, slumped over her tray table, lethargic and weak. With some difficulty (she was hard to move), he got her to the doctor, where she was diagnosed with dehydration and revived with the application of fluids.

Dehydration is a serious and all-too-common health problem for seniors. There are several reasons for this.

As people age, sensations of thirst diminish. An older person who needs water may not feel thirsty.

People suffering from cognitive impairment may forget to drink, or may simply ignore feelings of thirst or signs of illness.

Kidney function often diminishes with age, leading to fluid imbalance and a tendency to become dehydrated more quickly than a younger person.

Some medications cause dehydration.

Sometimes older folks deliberately drink less, because they want to avoid frequent trips to the toilet. People who suffer from incontinence may try to stay dry.

Avoiding dehydration may require creating a schedule for drinking water. People who dislike water may be encouraged to drink more if they are given juice, flavored water or herbal teas. Eating foods with a high water content can help. Some sports drinks (not energy drinks) may be helpful.

Always rehydrate after spells of diarrhea or vomiting, or after exercising. Remember to drink more than usual in hot weather.

WebMD: Dehydration in older aduilts
Mayo Clinic: Dehydration Symptoms and Causes


 

Retired Presidents

Equestrian Portrait of George Washington (1829), Rembrandt Peale.

Most people seem to see Jimmy Carter's post-presidential accomplishments as more impressive than anything he did while in the White House. Whether or not that's accurate, it makes sense. Carter had only four years as President, and 43 afterward. As a private citizen, he could follow his heart, working for human rights and humanitarian causes in ways not usually available to office holders.

Thinking about this, I began to wonder, what did other presidents do after leaving office? What follows is a very brief summary. Note that this does not take into account how long each man lived after leaving the presidency, nor does it include health problems and other constraints.

George Washington: He retired to his plantation, Mount Venon. To supplement his income, he set up a whiskey distillery. He also bought and sold real estate.

John Adams: He managed his farm, corresponded with old friends and colleagues, wrote a series of letters published in the newspaper.

Thomas Jefferson: Founded the University of Virgina, maintained correspondence with political leaders, wrote his autobiography.

James Madison: Retired to his plantation at Montpelier, helped Jefferson found the University of Virginia, was a representative to the 1829 Virginia Constitutional Convention, spent time editing and revising (including falsifying) his old letters and documents.

James Monroe: Spent time reading, wrote a book on political theory, started but did not complete his autobiography, struggled with financial problems, served on the Board of Visitors for the University of Virginia, was a delegate to the Virginia Constitutional Convention of 1829–1830.

John Quincy Adams: Ran for re-election and lost, then was elected to Congress in 1830 and served nine terms, was involved in the anti-slavery movement, instrumental in establishment of the Smithsonian Institution.

Andrew Jackson: Remained politically influential, lobbied for annexation of Texas.

Martin Van Buren: Retired to his estate, remained politically influential, traveled in Europe.

John Tyler: Retired to his plantation in Virginia. Was presiding officer of the Washington Peace Conference in 1861, supported secession and was elected to the Confederate Congress.

James Polk: Became seriously ill during a tour of the southern states, died at age 53.

Millard Fillmore: Traveled in Europe and the Middle East. Ran for re-election and lost. Married a wealthy widow, supported charitable causes. In the Civil War, he commanded the Union Continentals, and remained active with them.

Franklin Pierce: Traveled extensively, remained moderately influential, became a heavy drinker.

James Buchanan: Retired to his study, where he read books and wrote letters, wrote a memoir.

Andrew Johnson: Ran for the Senate, and lost. Ran again and was narrowly elected.

Ulysses S. Grant: Toured the world for 2 ½ years. Hoped for a 3rd term but did not get the nomination. Suffered business failures due to being defrauded, sold assets to repay debts. Wrote magazine articles and a memoir.

Rutherford B. Hayes: Declined to run for a 2nd term. Became an advocate for education, served on the Board of Trustees of Ohio State University.

Chester Arthur: Returned to law practice, but poor health limited him. He burned all his papers.

Grover Cleveland: Lost election for 2nd term, returned to law practice, ran again for President and won. After 2nd term, he retired to his estate, was a trustee of Princeton University, wrote articles.

Theodore Roosevelt: Traveled in the Smithsonian-Roosevelt African Expedition, which killed and trapped over 11,000 animals. Traveled through Europe, where he made speeches and delivered lectures. Was the first U.S. president to fly in a plane. Remained involved and influential in politics. Ran again for president as a third-party candidate, and lost. Traveled through South America in the Roosevelt–Rondon Scientific Expedition. Remained involved and influential in politics.

William Howard Taft: became a Professor of Law and Legal History at Yale University. Remained involved and influential in public affairs. Was appointed to the Supreme Court in 1921, and became Chief Justice. In poor health, he resigned in 1930.

Woodrow Wilson: Opened a law practice, but never showed up after the first day. Cooperated with a biographer.

Calvin Coolidge: Retired to Northampton. Served on various foundations and organizations, wrote an autobiography and a syndicated newspaper column, made radio speeches.

Herbert Hoover: After his wife’s death, he lived permanently at the Waldorf Astoria hotel in New York City. He wrote many books. Despite widespread unpopularity, he remained involved in politics and hoped to run for another term. He opposed U.S. involvement in WWII and was active in the America First Committee. After the war he started a school meal program for children in occupied territories.

Harry S Truman: Wrote his memoirs, taught some university courses, established his presidential library. He and his wife received the first two Medicare cards.

Dwight Eisenhower: Retired to a farm near Gettysburg, and kept a retirement home in Palm Desert CA. He continued to support Republican candidates.

Lyndon Johnson: Retired to his ranch in Texas. Worked with a co-writer on his memoirs and other books, established his presidential library and museum.

Richard Nixon: Retired to his home in California, accepted a pardon from President Ford, was disbarred in New York, appeared in television interviews, visited China, visited the U.K., wrote his memoirs and other books, supported Ronald Reagan’s campaigns, moved to New Jersey, had a busy schedule of speaking engagements, visited the Soviet Union, established his presidential library.

Gerald Ford: Moved to Denver, invested in oil, made public appearances, wrote his autobiography, played golf, established his presidential library, was involved in various organizations and institutions, and was a member of several corporate boards.

Jimmy Carter: Served in several diplomatic roles and peace missions, gave advice to various presidents and presidential candidates. Received 2002 Nobel Peace Prize. Wrote many books, founded the Carter Center to promote human rights, became known for his work with Habitat For Humanity. Worked for the eradication of Guinea Worm. Taught Sunday school and taught university courses.

Ronald Reagan: Was well-paid for speaking engagements, established his presidential library, joined other past presidents in support of the Federal Assault Weapons Ban. Made a public announcement of his Alzheimer’s disease diagnosis.

George H.W. Bush: Took annual cruises in Greece, went on fishing trips in Florida, and visited the Bohemian Club in Northern California. Made many paid speeches. Supported various charities, endorsed Republican candidates.

Bill Clinton: Wrote his autobiography and other books. Created a charitable foundation. Performed several diplomatic missions. Earned money from paid speeches and business consulting. Received a number of honorary degrees, established his presidential library.

George W. Bush: Attended many football and baseball gamers, made public appearances and speeches. Wrote a memoir. Was involved in various charitable efforts. Pursued painting as a hobby and published a book of portraits.

Barack Obama: Released his memoir. He and his wife formed a production company to make documentary films. Was well-paid for speeches. Made various TV appearances, podcast episodes, and public appearances. Campaigned for Democratic candidates. Was involved in various charitable efforts.

 

Random Thoughts

Illustration: "Hospice for the Incurable" (ca 1764), Anonymous

A lot of parking facilities are designed with no awareness that, once a car is parked, the occupants need to get out and walk somewhere.



The WWII generation believed the U.S. could and should be a force for good in the world. That belief carried over into the Cold War and justified, in some minds, questionable things that were done to "fight communism". But eventually the belief in supporting "the greater good" was replaced by "greed is good", whereby affluence was widely perceived as proof of moral superiority. Eventually, the goal of having an affluent society that benefited nearly everyone was abandoned, and affluent individuals who benefitted no one but themselves became role models.



Most people aren't as funny as they think they are. Some are unintentionally funny. Many aren't funny at all.



No doubt, corporate executives do important work. They have to wear suits, go to meetings, have lunch with important people, attend banquets, and, um, make decisions. I was working for a big corporation at one time. My boss, the head of the department, needed back surgery, so he was absent for a few weeks. The company just kept rolling along, as everyone else kept on working as usual. Then one day it was time for the department head to make some decisions about how products would be allocated to various distributors in the region. He was still absent! So his assistant and I sat in his office, went through the list, and made the choices. There was no disaster or failure, and no more complaints than usual. Eventually, the boss came back to work, feeling better, and we all just kept on doing what we did.



What's It All About?

Illustration: Interrogative Point (1824) by Mr. Stops

When I started this blog in 2008, I was living in the San Fernando Valley. I thought I would find all the Valley's historical landmarks and cultural sites, and perhaps collect enough material to write a book. Hah!

I learned that the sites that had once been officially declared historical landmarks were no longer in existence, not open to the public, or not perticularly interesting in the first place. Although not completely devoid of culture (despite what the critics say), the Valley had no museums and no tourist attractions. There is a university (Cal State Northridge) and some other educational institutions.

The old ranches and movie sets were long gone. The area had become known as a major center of the pornography industry, with studios in big, unmarked structures in a quiet industrial zone. That wasn't the story I was looking for.

I wrote small pieces about my personal encounters in the area: the problem of billboards parked on the street, my annoying neighbors, the weather. At some point, I gave up on the Valley as a topic and began writing about social issues. I left the Valley in 2017, and now I just write about whatever is on my mind. The blog now has an account on BlueSky, @touringthevalley.bsky.social, with links back to these posts, as well as memes and items of interest from the news.

 

Immigrants

My mother's paternal grandparents were German.

Johann came to the U.S. in 1877. He was 18 years old, and came to join his older sisters who were living in Philadelphia. He lived in Chicago for a while and then in 1884 moved to Rock County, Minnesota, where he took up farming. He became a U.S. citizen in 1891.

Martha was born in 1863 in a small town in New York. Her parents were German immigrants who had arrived in the U.S. as children. They moved to Rock County, where Martha and Johann were married in 1887.

Johann and Martha's first two children died of diphtheria, and the third of whooping cough. With three more children, the family moved to California, where my grandfather John was born. They lived in a rural area where most of their neighbors were German, and their home language was German.

When the older kids started school, they discovered that English was the dominant language. As they learned, they also taught their younger siblings, so by the time my grandfather got to kindergarten, he was prepared.

The children were bilingual, speaking German at home with their parents, and English everywhere else. After their parents died they stopped speaking German altogether.

During World War II, when Japanese-Americans were hauled off to internment camps, the local German community was horrified. They feared that they would be next. The older people were especially frightened because many of them did not have their paperwork in order. In fact, a relatively small number of Germans (mostly non-citizens) were imprisoned, but as it turned out, there was no real threat to the members of my great-grandparents' community. Germans were safe largely because there were so many millions of them (either immigrants or the children and grandchildren of immigrants) living throughout the U.S. They also had the advantage of not being targets of blatant racism as the Japanese were.

All this happened long before I was born. Growing up, I knew little about the German branch of my mother's family until we traveled to Europe and she looked up some distant cousins. My grandfather and his surviving siblings hadn't spoken German in decades and were no longer fluent. They did not define themselves as German, or even as German-American. Like so many ethnic groups before and since, they were simply, and proudly, Americans.

 

Shorty

I had a summer job at a car dealership. I had not been introduced to the service manager, although I had seen him from a distance. As it happened, he was a Little Person. One day, I needed to talk to him about something, and I asked one of the salesmen what his name was.

The guy said, "It's Shorty," and I cringed.

"I can't call him that," I gasped.

"His real name is Elmer, but he hates that. Shorty is his choice -- he's got it on his business cards."

Well, if it's on his business cards....

I got used to calling him Shorty, and life went on.

Until the moment three months later when a customer asked me for the service manager's name.

"It's Shorty," I said, and she cringed.

"I can't call him that," she gasped.

"His real name is Elmer," I told her, "but he hates that. Shorty is his choice -- he's got it on his business cards."

She sighed and walked off, looking grim, for her conversation with Shorty.

 

Playing Doctor

"The Bad Doctors" (1892), James Ensor

When I was little, I had a lot of toys, and usually the things I really wanted appeared on my birthday or Christmas.

One wish-list item I still remember was a doll whose name I can't recall, but whom I'll call Medical Marva. Marva's role in life was to be a patient. She came with a hospital bed. Her accessories included arm and leg casts, a sling, crutches, a thermometer, medicine bottles and equipment, bandages, and plastic dots that could be stuck on her face to resemble measles or chicken pox.

I really wanted that doll, but it did not show up under the Christmas tree. My guess is that my mother found it extremely unappealing, too much like a sick child. Of course, I saw it from a different angle, envisioning myself as the heroic doctor who would make the doll well again.

Once or twice I've searched online to see if I can find Medical Marva. It doesn't help that I don't remember her real name. Even so, searching for "doll" and "hospital bed" sometimes yields interesting results. I tried it yesterday, and found a company that crafts miniature insane asylum furnishings for dollhouses. Crutches and a few bandages seem pretty tame by comparison.

 

Jean

I went to see a band at a club last night, and the singer suddenly reminded me of Jean. She was fresh and bold, enunciating the lyrics in a clear contralto, prancing across the stage in denim shorts and torn fishnets. She was relaxed and aware, fully present in the moment, having a wonderful time. It was her smile, and the way she tossed her hair back with a quick turn of her head, that put me in mind of someone I knew one summer when I was young.

Jean and I were party friends. We first met at a party, and I often ran into her at parties, or she would call me and we'd go together. She was pretty and vivacious, someone people loved to invite. Jean was easy going, and always seemed comfortable no matter what was happening. Once, some awkward person spilled a drink on her sweater, and she immediately, and quite naturally, peeled it off. She wasn't wearing anything underneath, but no one was shocked. Jean was no exhibitionist, just a girl who wanted to get the stain out as quickly as possible. She took the sweater into the bathroom to rinse it, and later I saw her dressed in one of our host's t-shirts.

There were a lot of parties that summer, somwhere to go nearly every weekend. Sometimes we would just go out for drinks, and talk about boys. It wasn't a very deep relationship, but we laughed a lot.

Jean drove a van. I never saw the inside of the van, because when we went out together, she came to my place and parked on the street, and we took my car, or we met at the destination. Looking back, it occurs to me now, as it never did then, that she may have been homeless. She used an answering service for her phone calls. That didn't seem unusual at the time. I knew a lot of actors and others trying to make it in the business who used a service. They thought it was more professional to have their calls answered by a live person rather than a machine. Someone who didn't have a stable phone number (or no phone number at all) could just keep the answering service as a permananent contact number.

Once when Jean and I had been out somewhere and came back to my place, she asked to use my shower. That didn't seem odd to me. The weather was hot, the party had been intense, and she probably felt sweaty and wanted to freshen up before the long drive that would mean arriving home quite late and tired. That long drive home might have been fiction. I had never visited her inconveniently distant apartment. Thinking about it now, I wouldn't be surprised if there was just a special location where she parked the van to sleep.

At some point, Jean moved away. I heard from her nearly a year later. She had been diagnosed with an STD and was calling me as a courtesy because we had once, very briefly, dated the same guy, and she was concerned that I might have been exposed. I was okay, but I thanked her for her consideration. That was the last time we talked.

 

Random Thoughts

Illustration: The Effects of Chloroform on the Human Body (1912) by Richard Tennant Cooper



Being young is great, but it's not sustainable.



Even if our government had the power to rename the Gulf of Mexico - what a waste of resources that would be. The expense and time-waste of reprinting maps, changing signs, retraining meteorologists to use the new name, etc.



A few years ago, I had a conversation with the plumber who was unclogging the toilet in our vacation rental. He said he used to work for a big hotel. They were using low-flow toilets, and they to deal with clogged toilets daily, at least a dozen per week. When the hotel weas refurbished, they replaced all the toilets. The new ones were also low-flow, but of a different design that flushed more efficiently. They went from a dozen clogs per week to less than 5 per month.

I've seen this effect in my house. When we had to replace a toilet, the one we bought had a promotional sign and video claiming it had the power to flush a bucket of golf balls. I happen to own a bucket of golf balls, and I don't plan to flush them. Even so, it is obvious that this one is powerful. The design matters more than the amount of water. I've seen high-volume toilets that could barely flush a single sheet of toilet paper, and new low-volume models that could do whatever was needed.



I used to be funnier, but the times have worn me down.



I will speak up in defense of paper maps. When we took our big trip around the country, we didn't use paper maps for navigation, but we used them to get the "big picture". We would spread out a map of a region or state (or the entire country) and say: We're going from here to there. What cities and points of interest are on the way? What are the potential side trips? Where will we want to stop for the night? Where are the rivers and mountain ranges? That's information you don't get from the GPS device in your car or phone.



Once upon a time, each U.S. president saw himself as serving or leading ALL citizens, not just small factions of extreme loyalists.



 

Picture This

"Sloth" by James Ensor, from "The Deadly Sins" (ca 1904)

I have often illustrated my blog posts with my own photos. However, recently, I have been using a lot of AI-generated images, and occasional photos from websites that offer free photos.

I have just come across an excellent source of illustrations, from the Public Domain Image Archive, a collection of thousands of out-of-copyright images curated by The Public Domain Review.

The searchable archive includes background information about each image. The service is free, but the project relies on financial support from donations and sales of prints.

 

Shorts

One time I was shopping for a party dress, and they didn't have the one I liked in my size. So I decided to just try what they had, a size 12.

I got part way into the dress and found myself stuck. My head and arms were trapped. I couldn't get it on, and couldn't get it off. I had to call the saleslady to pull it off me.

I said, "Wow, I've never seen a size 12 that tight."

She looked at the tag and said, "It's a 2."



They aren't healthcare CEOs. They are insurance company CEOs. Their business isn't providing healthcare. Their business is restricting healthcare.



The problem with the never-satisfied, ultra-greedy oligarchs is that they don't just want a lot, they don't just want more, they want EVERYTHING. Anything you have, no matter how small, is something they don't have. They want it. This is why a man with $300 Billion will take away a grandmother's $1200 pension check. If she has it, it's not in his pocket, and he wants it.



I spend too much time trying to fine-tune the thermostat. There is no perfect temperature.



I entertain myself by looking up my symptoms online. Well, that's entertaining in the same way slasher-horror movies are entertaining, which is to say, it's alarming. I follow the links and make sure I'm looking at legitimate medical sites. Apparently, I'm doomed. The good news is, it's never as bad as a thorough web search indicates. Even when I had cancer, my case wasn't as bad as the stuff I found online. Being prepared for the absolute worst has the interesting effect of making me quite calm when I talk to the doctors (I know they can't tell me anything worse than what I'm already expecting. And when the diagnosis and treatment aren't quite that bad, I end up feeling almost cheerful.



Whenever I suggest moving out of a horrible state, people say, oh, but folks can't afford to move. If they're trying to kill you, you can't afford to stay.



Illustration: Mad Fashions, Od Fashions, All Out Fashions; or, The Emblem of These Distracted Times (1642)



 

You Owe Me a Quarter

People today complain a lot about how tipping culture in the U.S. has gone berserk. Tips are now requested or expected for jobs where they previously would not have been considered, such as workers who run the cash register at carry-out food counters. Bills automatically include suggestions for high-percentage tips, and some folks report seeing suggested tips at the self checkout.

I've never had the kind of job where tips were a factor. Most of my jobs were clerical work in offices. We didn't get tips, royalties, residuals, or stock options. Nevertheless, I had a work friend (Peggy) who unintentionally came up with an innovative way to get tips.

I don't remember what department she worked in, but she was in a position where people within the company, or in branch offices, often called her with questions, and she would look up the information they needed. When the answer was helpful, they would thank her profusely, and she started joking, "You owe me a quarter."

In the joking spirit, people started sending her quarters through the interoffice mail, or they might stop by her desk and say, "Here's the quarter I owe you."

Over time, Peggy accumulated a huge collection of quarters, stored in an old water bottle that become too heavy to move. I don't know what she eventually did with the money, but I think she was saving up for a trip to Hawaii.

 

He Wants More

A unimaginably wealthy businessman has so much money, he could give a million dollars to every person in the country, and he'd still be the richest guy in the world. Yet this person wants to reduce the resources available to the rest of us. Why? Why would someone who has everything want to take away the relatively small amounts others have?

The answer is greed. Most of us can understand ordinary greed, the desire to have more than you've already got, the wish to be rich and to have fancy things. But few of us can comprehend the special type of ultra-greed that drives the oligarchs. They are NEVER satisfied. Five yachts aren't enough, if it's possible to get one that's fancier. A fleet of private jets isn't enough, if there's a chance a new one would be faster or more luxurious.

While we can, on an intellectual level, comprehend that someone might feel driven to improve upon his already excellent situation, what we can't understand is why someone who already has everything desperately wants to take the little we have away from us.

The problem with the never-satisfied, ultra-greedy oligarchs is that they don't just want a lot, they don't just want more, they want EVERYTHING. Anything you have, no matter how small, is something they don't have. They want it. This is why they don't care if we die of preventable illnesses, or starvation, or nuclear holocaust. Only if we are dead can they feel sure that we have nothing and they have everything.

As they build their doomsday bunkers, they fantasize about a world in which more than half the population is annihilated. Unfortunately for them, they need workers for a few things, so they can't quite wish for everyone but themselves to vanish.

 

Random Stuff


I'm fed up with "safety" caps that can only be opened by a magician or a contortionist. Squeeze here while twisting and pressing there. Push down while pulling up....

Some people seem to think that any well-known abbreviation is an acronym. Actually, an acronym is an abbreviation that is also a pronounceable word (not just pronouncing the letters of the abbreviation). NATO and FODMAP are acronyms. FBI and NAACP are not.

I am really tired of packaging that is deliberately designed so that it can't be opened, but must be destroyed.

Sometimes when I'm ripping and cutting a package, I remember an episode of "Curb Your Enthusiasm" where Larry complained about items that were sealed in plastic clamshells. His friend said he should use a box cutter. He bought a box cutter, but couldn't use it because it came sealed in a plastic clamshell.

Please stop putting peanut butter in everything.

 

Punch Lines

My work friend Alice was great at telling jokes. Her delight was infectious, and every joke she told seemed hilarious. Even a bad joke sounded really clever when Alice told it.

I wanted to be funny, too, so I tried telling some of Alice's jokes. Clearly, I didn't have her talent for entertaining. People rarely laughed, but just sighed. The truth is that most of Alice's jokes were terrible, the kind of material one might expect from dirty-minded twelve-year-olds. They seemed funny because Alice was energetic and happy when she told them, her timing was excellent, and she usually told them in a bar after everyone had had a few drinks.