Future of News, Phillipston-style

While the print and broadcast news media wrestle flail in paroxysms of poverty as Google and Twitter steal their lunch money, the good folk of Phillipston bring the important information directly to the people.

(Editor’s note: at this writing, I’ve not been able to confirm our news source, but I suspect that it’s Claire.)


What we see changes as much as we do

On our way back from Amherst, Sandra and I often stop at the lookout on Daniel Shays Highway (U.S. Route 202) in Pelham, Mass. A long time ago, when we were first dating, the view of the Quabbin Reservoir was good. The trees grew and, for several years, we couldn’t see the water. Because of forest management and ice storms, the view is clear again.


Last night, I stopped and took a picture. A hundred yards away, a young couple had also stopped their car. They sat on the stone wall, smoking cigarettes, talking, laughing. They’ll have their own stories about the Quabbin decades from now.


Bee stings for science

The 30 or so of us who gathered last night at the Gale Free Library in Holden took our cue from Loree and Ellen and became eager to tell our stories. We wanted to learn about science and wanted to tell what we knew. The five-year-old girl in front of us was quick to add what she knew about bees, how they stung, and how they live. She knew her stuff and she wasn’t afraid.
The Hive Detectives: Chronicle of a Honey Bee Catastrophe (Scientists in the Field Series)Loree Griffin Burns, Ph.D. and Ellen Harasimowicz have written a book, The Hive Detectives: Chronicle of a Honey Bee Catastrophe (Scientists in the Field Series) about the alarming disappearance of bees. The hives are empty, a condition called colony collapse disorder, or CCD. You might find a queen alone in the hive with a few of her assistants. The honey would be there, but the rest of the bees have gone missing. Where’d they go? Why’d they go there? Why won’t they come back?
The first thing that investigators in any field have to do, particularly in science, is to try to identify their own prejudices. Foremost among the prejudices in dealing with bees is that we are typically afraid of getting stung.
And so, in the name of science, Loree and Ellen set about to get stung and to photograph same. Getting a good photograph of a bee sting requires skill, patience, and willing participants (human and apid). They got the picture and got beyond the fear of being stung. (Bravery doesn’t preclude being practical. During their visits to a half-dozen apiaries, they wore protective suits.)

Tess, Loree, and Ellen

The audience was a bit shy (except for the aforementioned five-year-old), so there were just a few questions after the presentation. That is, until people queued up to have their books signed. Everyone had a story about bees or agriculture or science or something slightly related. (One of my interests is in communications technology. Bees are able to communicate complex messages about food sources and other topics of interest to the colony, in the dark or in flight. For some intriguing studies, see the Bumbling Bees section of You Are Here: Why We Can Find Our Way to the Moon, but Get Lost in the Mall by Colin Ellard.) The book-signing line moved slowly as each person shared a story with Loree and Ellen who, in turn, shared their enthusiasm about each topic.
Science, at its best, is about getting to know our world, our selves, and our fellow travelers and in the delight at what we might find.


Space traveler from Chi Draconis …

Turn around. The TV shows aren’t getting better.

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There are few ideas more terrible than this one

I promise you that I will never, ever, even under the pain of pointed sticks, take advantage of this offer:

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War in the nuclear age

So, let me see if I understand this correctly. North Korea fires a torpedo and sinks a South Korean ship, clearly an act of war.
In retaliation, the South will put up loud speakers and yell nasty things and put up signs that have more nasty things about Kim Jong Il.

BBC News – Inter-Korean crisis: Propaganda fight

The North is eve more upset because they’re scared of loudspeakers.
What’s next? An escalation of taunting?

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Storm clouds at night

Last weekend, I attended a SKYWARN® training session in Manchester CT and thus joined more than a quarter million volunteers who can, with skill and precision, can look to the skies and say, “Uh, oh.”

NWS SKYWARN®

SKYWARN® is a National Weather Service program that trains emergency response teams and weather nerds in the basics of severe weather. The weather spotters learn about types of severe storms, including details such as wind speed, flooding, rainfall and snowfall rates, ice accretion, hail, and tornadoes. When weather events approach certain thresholds, we can contact the NWS with the details.
And, no, I’m not going to be chasing tornadoes.
Earlier in the day yesterday, while it was still hot, the NWS regional coordinator sent an email to the SKYWARN® with a review of the short-term weather forecasts. There were indications that the back door cold front might trigger severe weather later in the day.
For the rest of the afternoon, we watched the skies. A few clouds drifted without conviction from east to west, not your normal upper-level wind direction. It was still clear enough by bedtime that the nearly-full moon was easily lighting up the yard. In southern New Hampshire and Vermont, however, the NWS issued warnings for severe storms and even a tornado. (No reports of damage at this writing.)

The storms rumbled through here after midnight with lightning, thunder, rain, and a refreshing wind that dropped the temperature about 15 degrees. The storms didn’t even wake Marley.


7:30AM Update – Sandra reports that I was the one who didn’t wake up when the storms first arrived. She and Marley were awake.

Something magical from Amazon

They are able to take one of these:

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and reduce its weight when shipping it:


Going out in our own style

The other day, I was trying to find something listenable on the radio and scanned to a sports talk show where they were discussing the case of Mike Lowell. It isn’t fair, the commentators said, that an All-Star, clutch player, good guy in the club house, who’s thinking about retirement and may end a very good career while sitting on the bench.
A few days later, Jeff announced that he’s giving up his day job as a taxi driver. (Fortunately for us all, he’s not giving up writing.)
That led to other thoughts about retirement. As much as we’d like to go out as Ted Williams did, with a home run in our last at-bat, retirement often finds us. Work slows to a stop. We get sick. We get tired. We run to the front porch and shout to the world, “Might as well.”
We don’t get to do that victory lap. We stop work and a few co-workers whom we consider to be friends might notice. The rest go on with their lives because that’s what people do.

Sites such as LinkedIn and Facebook let you connect with friends from past work and past lives. The story about how you got from way-back-there up to here gets whittled down from several paragraphs to one paragraph to two or, better yet, one sentence. Your good friends will want the whole story about your decision to retire while others need just a quick summary that they can carry in their pocket.
In sickness or in health, we go on to what’s next.


Making the Baby Jesus cry

So, this ad shows up in last Sunday’s newspaper:

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