Never pass up a chance to sit down or relieve yourself. -old Apache saying

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Krugman - Wonk Gap

Yes, we made it back to the states from our European adventure.   Still working through the finishing touches of the travelogue, which will come out gradually over the next week or so.  Or not.  Can't predict the future with much accuracy, even when forecasting the weather.

The very day we left London - yesterday, in fact - was the clearest, most beautiful day since we'd arrived.  On our last day.  Which was really only a morning and then get to the airport.  Thanks, London!

Here's a column from Paul Krugman that he published on 8 September, the day after we landed in London.  I didn't pay too much attention to politics in the USA while we were over there, but we did get to talk a lot of politics with people over there, and every single one of them thought the Republicans in Congress were acting like babies.

The message in this column bears repeating.  In fact, it makes me want to call up my House Rep, Republican Ted Poe and tell him to cut this shit out.  My guess is that far too many Democrats in red Districts have not bothered to contact their representatives and make their views known.  I know I have not done a very good job of that.   Yet.

I was prepared to attend one or more Town Halls in August, but Ted Poe held only one of them during the entire August recess, with only about a three-day notice on his website, on a Tuesday morning at 8am to a group of Republican women (who presumably don't have to go to work like most of us do).  I'm going to give Poe some shit about that.   And these endless votes to defund Obamacare.  And these juvenile threats to shut down the government if Republicans don't get their way.  And ... the list is growing.

After spending two weeks in England, I'm more glad than ever to be from the United States of America, warts and all.  We are still working to form a "more perfect union."  At least the Democrats are.


The Wonk Gap
by Paul Krugman
published 8 September, 2013

On Saturday, Senator John Barrasso of Wyoming delivered the weekly Republican address. He ignored Syria, presumably because his party is deeply conflicted on the issue. (For the record, so am I.) Instead, he demanded repeal of the Affordable Care Act. “The health care law,” he declared, “has proven to be unpopular, unworkable and unaffordable,” and he predicted “sticker shock” in the months ahead.

So, another week, another denunciation of Obamacare. Who cares? But Mr. Barrasso’s remarks were actually interesting, although not in the way he intended. You see, all the recent news on health costs has been good. So Mr. Barrasso is predicting sticker shock precisely when serious fears of such a shock are fading fast. Why would he do that?
Well, one likely answer is that he hasn’t heard any of the good news. Think about it: Who would tell him?
My guess, in other words, was that Mr. Barrasso was inadvertently illustrating the widening “wonk gap” — the G.O.P.’s near-complete lack of expertise on anything substantive. Health care is the most prominent example, but the dumbing down extends across the spectrum, from budget issues to national security to poll analysis. Remember, Mitt Romney and much of his party went into Election Day expecting victory.
About health reform: Mr. Barrasso was wrong about everything, even the “unpopular” bit, as I’ll explain in a minute. Mainly, however, he was completely missing the story on affordability.
For the truth is that the good news on costs just keeps coming in. There has been a striking slowdown in overall health costs since the Affordable Care Act was enacted, with many experts giving the law at least partial credit. And we now have a good idea what insurance premiums will be once the law goes fully into effect; a comprehensive survey by the Kaiser Family Foundation finds that on average premiums will be significantly lower than those predicted by the Congressional Budget Office when the law was passed.
But do Republican politicians know any of this? Not if they’re listening to conservative “experts,” who have been offering a steady stream of misinformation. All those claims about sticker shock, for example, come from obviously misleading comparisons. For example, supposed experts compare average insurance rates under the new system, which will cover everyone, with the rates currently paid by a handful of young, healthy people for bare-bones insurance. And they conveniently ignore the subsidies many Americans will receive.
At the same time, in an echo of the Romney camp’s polling fantasies, other conservative “experts” are creating false impressions about public opinion. Just after Kaiser released apoll showing a strong majority — 57 percent — opposed to the idea of defunding health reform, the Heritage Foundation put out a poster claiming that 57 percent of Americans want reform defunded. Did the experts at Heritage simply read the numbers upside down? No, they claimed, they were referring to some other poll. Whatever really happened, the practical effect was to delude the right-wing faithful.
And the point is that episodes like this have become the rule, not the exception, on the right. How many Republicans know, for example, that government employment has declined, not risen, under President Obama? Certainly Senator Rand Paul was incredulous when I pointed this out to him on TV last fall. On the contrary, he insisted, “the size of growth of government is enormous under President Obama” — which was completely untrue but was presumably what his sources had told him, knowing that it was what he wanted to hear.
For that, surely, is what the wonk gap is all about. Political conservatism and serious policy analysis can coexist, and there was a time when they did. Back in the 1980s, after all, health experts at Heritage made a good-faith effort to devise a plan for universal health coverage — and what they came up with was the system now known as Obamacare.
But that was then. Modern conservatism has become a sort of cult, very much given to conspiracy theorizing when confronted with inconvenient facts. Liberal policies were supposed to cause hyperinflation, so low measured inflation must reflect statistical fraud; the threat of climate change implies the need for public action, so global warming must be a gigantic scientific hoax. Oh, and Mitt Romney would have won if only he had been a real conservative.
It’s all kind of funny, in a way. Unfortunately, however, this runaway cult controls the House, which gives it immense destructive power — the power, for example, to wreak havoc on the economy by refusing to raise the debt ceiling. And it’s disturbing to realize that this power rests in the hands of men who, thanks to the wonk gap, quite literally have no idea what they’re doing.


Friday, September 20, 2013

wagamama


Wagamama is a Japanese food restaurant chain founded in London in 1992.  Now they are in 17 countries, including the U.S., but as far as I can tell, only Massachusetts so far.

We ate there three times while in London (at three different locations) and each time the food was exceptional, the service was quick, and the prices are not outrageous.

Houston is such a foodie town, I guarantee you the chain would be a huge smash there.  Don't look at me, though, operating a restaurant is just too much work.

Thanks to Rick Steve's for turning me on to this one.  If you get the chance, take it.


Thursday, September 19, 2013

London - Day 10

Sunday, 15 September, 2013

We finished off most of the food we'd bought in preparation of the move from the Marylebone flat to the North Greenwich flat so we just grabbed some bagels and croissants from the Marylebone station for breakfast, in the rain.  

There was no way we were going to take all of our luggage on the Tube over to North Greenwich (we'd seen several people struggling with big bags on the Tube) so I hailed a London Black Cab from the Marylebone station, in the rain.  


The International Triathlon Union (ITU) was holding their grande finale in London - today! - so most of the bridges across the Thames were shut down and traffic was much worse than usual.  Great time to get across town!

Fortunately, our cab driver was aware of the event and knew he could get us across the Thames on the Blackfriars Bridge, so we took a long trip through town and finally made it to our new flat within about 45 minutes.  Cost: 45 GBP, in the rain.

But then he couldn't find the place so we had to call the office for specific directions, with the meter running.  Oh well.  These London Black Cab drivers are supposed to know every inch of the city, but he kept referring to his map in the front seat.  Maybe he was a new driver.

Our host gave us the quick tour of the place and left us to our own devices about 2pm. 

Nice views from this 5th floor flat in the Greenwich Millenium Village (GMV).  We can see Canary Wharf, London's financial district (hello Barclays, hello Citi, hello HSBC, you BASTARDS!) from our windows, the O2 is right over there, and you would not believe how many construction cranes there are across London. 


I counted six cranes the other day from our rooftop deck in Houston, but I have counted at least 40 so far here in London.  And they claim they are practicing austerity?

We have a "rooftop" terrace at this flat, even though there are seven floors in this building, but it's been so cold and wet we haven't spent much time out there.  


Every window has a radiator under it again.  Radiators seems to be the heater of choice in London, and they work surprisingly well.  Hey, maybe that's why they use them.  We are spoiled with our central air and heat in America. 

There is a small food store about 100' from our flat, and they had everything we were looking for, so we stocked up again for the next few days.

The weather was dreary again, cold, windy, rainy, as usual, so we decided to just get a pizza from the food store for dinner.  It was quite good, actually, once the wife doctored it up with some mushrooms, onions, and cheese.

Crashed early.  78-year-old Leonard Cohen is playing tonight at the O2, but we're just not up to it.  And besides, after The Wall last night, I don't think Cohen would quite measure up. 

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

London - Day 9

Saturday, 14 September, 2013

Today is one of the main reasons that we came to London:  the wife's 58th birthday, and the concert.  

To celebrate, we slept late till 9:30am.  Woo hoo!!

Raining, again.  A breakfast of eggs, bread and coffee.  Since it's raining, again, we decided not to explore Regent's Park as planned.  This flat is only a couple of blocks from Regent's Park, but the weather has been so consistently shitty that we don't really feel like spending time in a park in open space.  Call us weird.  


The only thing on the agenda today is Roger Water's performance of "The Wall" at Wembley Stadium.  Roger performed this concert two different times in Houston, but we missed both of them.  

Still raining?  Time for lunch.  Bread, cheeses , ham, grapes and strawberries made a decent lunch.  It looked like we might have to see the concert in the rain.  

I found a restaurant close to Wembley that we set a reservation for for dinner before the show.

About 4pm the rain finally quit.  Just a short break in the deluge?

We left the flat about 4:30pm and jumped on the Bakerloo line, one of four train lines that goes to Wembley.  We should have taken the Metropolitan line instead.  One of my map-reading miscues.  While the Bakerloo line goes to Wembley, we had to walk through a small town, or borough, or neighborhood, to get to the stadium.  But it wasn't raining.

Found the restaurant, had dinner and made it to the Club Wembley about an hour before the show.  



I had opted for a "Comfortably Numb" package, which gave us special seating, special access to the "Bobby Moore" entrance, and access to a pre-show party room with free booze and food.  


There was one more-expensive pre-show package, "The Wall" package.  They were right where we were, only on the second floor, with a giant hole in the floor so they could look down upon their lessers.


This crowd is OLD.  Average age might be 60.  And I don't see one black person at all.  We sat at a table and struck up a conversation with a Brit couple who was seeing The Wall for the second time.  Only the second?


(On the train ride over, we chatted with one couple who had seen The Wall EIGHT times, and they told us of a couple they'd met during the last show in Stuttgart that had seen The Wall 38 times.  You know?  That's just a little excessive.)

At 7:45pm, they called everyone to their seats, and the show started at 8pm.  


If at first you don't succeed, call in an airstrike.  (one of the sayings on the wall)

They finished "building" the wall by the intermission.  Time for another free beer in the Comfortably Numb Lounge.

Water's performance of the tune "Comfortably Numb" was rather special.  That guitar solo is one of the greatest of all time, and Snowy White, the guitarist, did a superb job on it.  Multiple goosebumps on this one.  Yeah, sure, there were rumors before the show that David Gilmour might join Waters for this show, but it didn't come to pass.


(I decided to embed the last time that Waters and Glover played together, in 2011)



This is one massive performance art show.  There must be 50 projectors flashing images on the wall, and sounds were coming from all over the stadium.  I can't image the complexity it takes to pull this show off.  

After the show, one of the largest waves of humanity I've ever seen surged north of the stadium to the rail lines, and it took at least 30 minutes to walk the 1/4 mile.  Fortunately, we hooked up with the same new friends we'd made in the Lounge, and so had a nice chat en route and they helped us get to the right train.

Up till midnight!  OMG!  Haven't done that in awhile.

Oh, BTW, click here for a review of this performance in Britain's The Telegraph.

Saturday, September 14, 2013

London - Day 8

Friday, 13 September, 2013

Ah, another lazy morning on vacation.  Coffee, scrambled eggs for breakfast at the flat, watch a little BBC-TV, and a simple lunch/snack of brochettes, olives and fruit. 

Early this week, using my logical mind, I figured that since Friday the 13th was fast approaching, we should go visit a cemetery.  But in the daytime, not at night.  I'm not a madman.

Highgate Cemetery, in north London, is divided into two parts: East and West.  It is one of the original seven cemeteries built in a ring around London.  

They charge 7 GBP for the West portion, and it is only viewable by tour.  Only one tour per day weekdays; several times on the weekends.  The East portion costs only 3 GBP and you can roam freely, but it's no charge if you've taken the West tour.

We had to book tickets in advance online, as touring cemeteries appears to be a pretty popular pastime round hyar.

I had plotted a course using the TfL website, and it didn't appear to be all that hard, so we caught the Marylebone eastbound, exited Baker Street, and then walked along Marylebone Road until we found Albany Street, on which we could catch a bus northbound.  Only, we couldn't find Albany Street.

When it became apparent that we had gone too far and the clock was ticking, we hailed a London Black Cab to take us directly to the cemetery gate.  Good thing too, as we discovered that where the bus would have left us out, we would have had a long hike up a rather steep hill to the cemetery.  This way, the taxi took us right to the gate.  Was it worth 20 GBP?  Hell yeah.


They take only 16 people at a time on the tour which lasts about an hour.  It was very interesting, and quiet.  Far away from the honking cars and rumbling trucks, it was very peaceful at Highgate.  

Peter Knight was our Tour Guide

Some people take the afterlife rather seriously.  Like this Julius Beer fellow.  Spent over 5000 GBP in the 1880's, which equals 2 or 3 million pounds in todays dollars. 


This is a piece on the outside of the Beer Mausoleum.



An Angel Raising up a Young Girl (Ada Beer), by Henry​ Hugh​ Armstead (1828-1905). c.1878. ​ Carrarra marble.​​ The Beer Mausoleum, Highgate (Western) Cemetery, Swain's Lane, Highgate, London N6.
The centrepiece of Julius Beer's unusual and impressive family mausoleum, located high up in a key position in the Western Cemetery, is a moving relief by Armstead showing a little girl being raised up by an angel. The child represented here was Beer's daughter Ada, who had died in 1875 at the age of eight. ​​This sculptor's work is ​ often seen as heralding the New Sculpture​, and this is a lovely example of his graceful style and evocative touch. A sketch for the monument in the Royal Academy suggests that at first he had the child's mother in mind as a model for the angel ("Henry Hugh Armstead").​


There is some fabulous work in this cemetery.  They closed it for 17 years around 1975 and when they reopened it, the foliage had claimed almost everything.  They are still digging it out.



After the tour we walked across the road to the East portion of the cemetery and made a beeline to Douglas Adams' grave.  


Karl Marx' grave is quite popular here.



Lots of freethinkers and communists here in the cemetery.  They die too.




There were some sweet memorials here and there. 



Haven't seen so many crosses since, well, ever.


It's rather funny to think about how earlier people used to think about what happens after we die.   The ancient Egyptians.  The Romans.  The Greeks.  The Hindus.  The Scientologists.  The Mormons.  The Catholics.  

Life can be so short, and so brutal, surely there must be something better?  No, fraid not.  Enjoy it while you can, kids, because this is it.  Only one ride per customer.

We wandered around the cemetery for awhile and it rained on and off.  

We were both pretty hungry by now.  Nothing like dead people to work up an appetite, so we walked to the very top of the hill on Swain's Lane to Highgate Village.  There, we found a nice-looking Italian-food restaurant with some outdoor seating:  Strada.


We split a Margherita pizza between us and had a couple of Peroni beers apiece.  A little bit of heaven.

I suppose we could have caught a bus back down Highgate Road, but we walked instead, and by the time we reached the Archway Underground Tube stop, our calves were screaming!  Walking downhill is harder than I remember!

Back to the Marylebone area and we stopped into Tesco again for some dinner.  It's Friday, so the wife, being an ex-Catholic, thought she'd like to cook a steak.  So we bought the best cut of meat we could find in Tesco (not top of the line), some broccoli and green beans, and she whipped up a delicious dinner with the rudimentary tools back at the flat.  

So we tripped the smoke alarm.  Big deal.  If you can't take a little smoke, stay out of the kitchen.

Geez, we got the flat so we could cook breakfast and maybe lunch, but now she's cooking dinner too!  And I am NOT complaining!

Another great day in London, even with all the rain.  And ghosts, which I do not believe in.

Friday, September 13, 2013

London - Day 7

Thursday, 12 September, 2013.

No surprise.  It's raining when we wake up.  

It may not really seem like it, but we've been busy, so we decided to just do nothing today.  

Had a nice lazy breakfast of coffee and eggs, a lunch of breads, meats and cheeses and a couple of naps.  The naps were the best part of the day.  Are we old, or what?!

We decided to do a simple dinner at the Sports Bar and Grill inside the Marylebone station, as it's so close to the flat, but that was a mistake.  

Outside the restaurant, a sign says that they have "Award-Winning" hamburgers.  After having one, I am curious about what the "Award" was.  Nothing I want to be associated with, that's for sure.

I thought I might even be sick later in the evening, but was able to fall asleep.  

We are, after all, on vacation.  Nothing says we have to stuff every waking moment with activities.

This was another great day of doing very little.

remember

remember

deja vu

deja vu

indeed

indeed

Delete Fox "News"

Delete Fox "News"

Probably

Probably