Archive for May, 2008

I’m normally not surprised when certain facts escape the mainstream media. They are usually either too incompetent, too lazy or too politically motivated to report them. Part of me is still fascinated that not a single outfit in the media has sought to differentiate itself by breaking from the lemming chorus of talking-point memo’s issued by publicists, agents and wonks in the Washington establishment. But… c’est la vie… now read and understand the following:

Scott McClellan is not disgruntled. He is not candidly revealing hidden truths about the Bush administration as an insider. McClellan is just grinding an axe because the Republican establishment dissed his mommy.

Here’s the backstory: McClellan’s mom - Carole Keeton Strayhorn - was the former Comptroller of the State of Texas and a lifelong Republican. Strayhorn raised three McClellan boys all of whom were active in the Texas Republican Party and were rewarded by Governor and later President Bush either with direct appointments or with support in seeking elected offices. Brad McClellan held the Office of Attorney General after John Cornyn was elected to the US Senate. Brad’s twin brother Dudley is currently the Assistant Chief Disciplinary Counsel of the Texas State Bar. Mark McClellan was appointed administrator of the Food and Drug Administration, and is currently the director the Medicare program. And of course, Scotty boy got to be Press Secretary at the White House after Ari Fleischer stepped down. Scott had political experience, having managed his mother’s campaign three times.

It came to pass that Strayhorn didn’t get along with Texas Governor Rick Perry. Perry, who had been Lt Governor under George Bush, became Governor after Bush won the Presidency in 2000. He then was re-elected in 2002. In 2006, Strayhorn sought the party nomination against Perry whom she accused of being “a weak leadin’, ethics ignorin’, pointin’ the finger at everyone blamin’, special session callin’, public school slashin’, slush fund spendin’, toll road buildin’, special interest panderin’, rainy day fund raidin’, fee increasin’, no property tax cuttin’, promise breakin’, do nothin’ phony conservative.”

She’s right, incidentally. Unfortunately, her crass name-calling didn’t endear her to the establishment who had been supporting Perry, and she failed to get an iota of support during the primaries. She then ran as an independent Republican. And failed miserably. Her hack-job campaign - ran by her son Brad McClellan - included such embarrassments as a public spectacle featuring numerous ballot boxes claiming to contain hundreds of thousands of signed petitions (the boxes were half full), trying to get herself listed as “Grandma” Strayhorn on the ballot and finally, not being able to name the President Elect of Mexico during a debate. Not unsurprisingly, Strayhorn lost in the biggest defeat of her career.

That’s not to say that she would have fared better with Scott. It’s widely believed that Scott was asked to resign after mishandling the Valerie Plame affair (mishandling may be too slight - he botched it in spectacular fashion) and then mishandling the Hurricane Katrina aftermath. Clearly Scott would have an axe to grind after his humiliating forced resignation in April of 2006, but then mere months later having to see his mother spurned by the party she served for decades and to lose the race with only 18% of the vote while Bush’s form Lt Governor go on to serve a third term… well that’s the last straw. You don’t mess with a mans’ mom.

When McClellan announced his memoirs, few suspected anything amiss. Nobody noticed that the publisher who advanced him $75,000 - PublicAffairs - is most notable for publishing books from billionare Bush critic George Soros. I know guilt by association is a logical fallacy, but this is also a little too obvious. I’m over this one already, but don’t be surprised when the media figures this out Monday morning.

A favorite story of mine as told by a music professor is about how Pachabel’s (pronounce “pock uh bell”) Canon in D was relatively unknown until a music student found an original manuscript of the piece being used to wrap fish in a market in Austria. It’s not true, mind you. It does add romance to one of the greatest one-hit-wonders of classical music. You see, Pachabel might not otherwise be known as anything other than a teacher who instructed the young Johann Sebastian Bach if not for his Canon and Gigue in D major for three Violins and Basso Continuo (aka Canon in D).

It so happens that of all the one-hit-wonders of history, Pachabel was fortunate enough to write a song which is simple yet utterly emotive. So much so that Canon is found on nearly every wedding compilation and is a favorite of orchestras performing for laity and wanting to impress their great unwashed audiences after having them endure a decidedly not-so-thrilling fusilade of Vivaldi, Liszt and Verdi.

The thing that most people don’t realize about Canon is that it is a rondo, or a “round”. In other words, it’s no different than “Michael Row The Boat Ashore” or “Frere Jacque” that we used to all sing in elementary school. And like those rounds, the act of having different voices or instruments join in at an offset place in the melody brings about an entirely different tune in the finished product. Though having only eight notes spanning two measures, playing canon results in a strikingly complex, articulate and elegant piece with complex passages that - for lack of a better metaphor - caress and tickle the ear.

It’s no surprise then that guitarists have looked at Canon and made it the quintessential crossover piece to show off their virtuoso skills to the community of musicians which tend to look upon guitarists as - with some exception (Andre Segovia) - a bunch of ruffians ringing melody from tightly strung stick. And we can thank Jerry C for arranging Canon in such a way that Canon can be played - instead of four completely separate instruments - by a single guitarist. And to the delight of those of us raised on 1980’s big-hair heavy metal and guitar licks form people like Van Halen, Whitesnake, Metallica or Queensryche, there is “wahwah” to be had with this one.

The artist here is Lim Jeong Hyun, and you can download a higher quality MP3 version of the file from the Tigers and Cranes website.

Of course… you may not love Canon in D as much as I do. In that case, you might have some sympathy with this fellow…

Who’s House? Comrade Run’s House!

MXC is probably the funniest thing on TV. If you haven’t seen it… there’s this show in Japan called “Takashi’s Castle” where colorful contestants run through obstacle courses. It’s neat. But most American’s don’t speak Japanese, so Spike TV dubs over the commentary of Takashi’s Castle, inserts some scatalogical humor, and bam.. you have “Most Extreme Elimination Challenge”, or “MXC”. It’s hilarous. It almost made me forget the utter attack on the American system of free enterprise launched by Senate Democrats today.

“People we represent are hurting, the companies you represent are profiting,” say Vermont Senator Patrick Leahey. Well no shit Patty-boy… that’s what business are supposed to do! It kills me how much Democrats - like Clinton - think profits are somehow evil. They seem to forget that corporate and individual profits are what provides the tax dollars they get to redistribute. And… oil companies are hot targets right now. In absolute terms, they are seeing huge profits. In terms of margins, they’re barely breaking even.

Eh? How can you make billions, yet barely break even? It’s simple, and it’s called “profit margin.” Oil companies only do slightly better than grocery stores on average, where profit margins are between 2% and 4% on $2 Billion in volume. Oil companies are seeing “record profits” that put them between 5% and 10% on volume of $200 Billion in volume. The only reason either of these industries survive is because everyone eats, and most people drive. Don’t like it? Drive less, and go on a diet. But instead, people are only consuming 1.4% less gasoline, and aren’t eating any less food - and god knows, we American’s could use a diet.

Sure… Exxon/Mobile saw $405 Billion in revenue, but like you or me they have bills to pay. At the end of the day, they only have $40 Billion left over and there are 5,280,000,000 people with their hands out asking for a piece. (They’re called shareholders.) So before you begrudge a company for actually making money for people smart enough to buy their stock, look very closely at the brand you’re pumping into your tank of your gas guzzling SUV, and think hard about that as you race around town from stoplight to stoplight.

So there’s this concept of profit margin, and what is really obscene?  Altria, parent company of Phillip Morris - the fine folks who give us cigarettes - make a tidy 17% profit. Microsoft, who has a virtual monopoly on operating systems, has $175 Billion in revenue and a 27% profit margin. Oil companies move over - that’s really evil. Google, whose unofficial motto is “Don’t Be Evil” made a tidy $25 Billion on 17% profit last year.
By the way… while you’re thinking, consider this: most OPEC countries are members of the WTO. But OPEC is an illegal cartel under OPEC rules.

Okay. I give. Everyone else has been whining about the price of gas, and I’ve kept to the notion that “hey… it’s cheaper than walking.” But a few days ago, I nearly broke $60 to fill my car up. And my car doesn’t get the greatest mileage. I can eak out 23 mpg city if I drive like Miss Daisy. So I’m a little upset, which means the rest of you are probably stroking out. Let’s first ease our collective tension with… some Run DMC and Russian Red Army break dancing.

Yeah… it’s like that.

So hear we are three decades after the Gas Crisis of the 1970’s. Only this time the problem isn’t that there are a bunch of Arab oil barons angry at us. The problem is that our dollar is weakened, global demand for gasoline is higher than ever and our refinery capacity is continuing to decrease. Oh, and we got complacent after a few years and started going back to “bigger is better” and “more power, less economy” modes of thinking. Don’t get me wrong… I drool over the site of a 1972 Hemi 442 ‘Cuda. I’d love to have one. I wouldn’t commute in the thing.

So everyone is feeling pinched. Enter the wingnuts who want us to save on gas (as opposed to solving the supply problem) by hypermiling. What is hypermiling, you ask? It’s pure stupidity, I answer. A nicer explanation would be ‘changing your driving habits to maximize mileage.’ Some of the tips make sense, like don’t drag race between lights or keep your tires inflated. Some tips range from stupid to patently unsafe.

One example… keeping your tires at proper inflation helps reduce the rolling resistance. Some hypermilers take a step futher by over-inflating their tires. The bulging tread makes for a smaller contact patch. Less rolling resistance still, true… but also less grip when you go into a corner or need to slam into the brakes. Another dumb hypermiling tactic? Drafting 18 wheelers. Folks, in spite of what you might think, those trucks can actually stop pretty quickly. If you’re up their butt when they do an emergency braking maneuver, you may wind up underneath them. Then there’s turning the engine off and coasting down hills. Take note before you try this: without your engine, you power brakes and power steering will be without power. You’ll literally need to stand on the pedal to stop, and you’ll need to get some leverage before actually turning the vehicle.

Saving gas starts with smart shopping. Use exactly the fuel specified for your car - that is the fuel your cars computer is expecting, and may not be able to burn higher or lower octanes as efficiently. Also… gas is gas is gas. Brand doesn’t matter when you’re buying regular unleaded. There is a difference among premiums, but not in the part of the gasoline that makes it go. Rather, it’s in the detergents added to keep deposits from forming. (Those deposits, incidentally, are forming because you’re using a higher octane fuel than your engine is able to completely burn.) Do not - I repeat - do not tailgate. Every time you step on your brakes, you’re turning the kinetic energy of your car into heat energy in the cars brake pads and rotors. That’s energy you can’t get back. Rather, leave a few car lengths - one for every ten miles per hours you’re driving - between you and the next car. That way if they surreptitiously tap the brakes then go, you can just let off the gas and let them increase the distance. Also, don’t accelerate too quickly. The amount of energy used to accelerate a car is at least the square of the energy used to keep it at a constant velocity. Also, if you’re looking at cars - opt for something light weight and go for the manual transmission. After acceleration and maintaining speed, the greatest portion of fuel consumption comes from mechanical losses. Manual trannies are simpler and transfer power more efficiently.They’re also lighter, which means less mass to acclerate. Don’t worry about aerodynamics. Although much hyped, the truth is that at subsonic speeds, a brick has only slightly more trouble parting the air than a super sleek wedge shape. (A 747 doing mach .8 sips fuel comfortably, while an F-14 Tomcat - a Mach 2.5 fighter - gulps fuel. The difference? The Jumbo Jet was specially designed to operate smoothly at that spead, while the Tomcat was designed to slice through the air at supersonic speeds.)

Whatever you do… stop blaming the oil companies for the price of gas. You’re the one buying the product… you’re the one driving demand. They’re entitled to make money.