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Poop Prospecting

It was brought to my attention that BLT Steak at 1625 I Street NW, in Washington, D.C. has recently offered a choice of 99% burger or 1% burger. The former is a 6 oz. cheeseburger with, of course, American cheese on whole grain bread for $9.99, while the latter is a 8 oz. Kobe burger, braised Kobe short rib, with foie gras, gold leaf, and Grey Poupon for $58. BLT, reportedly a favorite of K Street lobbyists, offers other politically themed burgers described at this link.

I am definitely for the 99%er – no poop for me, either grey or gold, but the inclusion of the $1700/oz. garnish on the 1%er, makes me wonder if the next prospecting opportunity lies at the D.C. sewage treatment plant.

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96 50′ 9.85" W; 32 50′ 42.22"N

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Jonathan Massey, the principal architect for Corgan Associates on the current reconfiguration of the Love Field terminal here in Dallas, last summer first heard the question of the location of the Boeing 707, N26000, which served as Air Force One when Lyndon B. Johnson was sworn-in as President on the day President Kennedy was assassinated. According to a story today in the Dallas Morning News, the spot had never been marked and was long forgotten.

Massey, attentive to detail like only an architect can be, apparently went on a personal crusade to discover not only the exact location of the airplane, but that of President Johnson when he took the oath. From photographs, diagrams and floor-plans, and other documents long gathering dust in archives and museums, including our own Sixth Floor, he finally determined, within inches, where LBJ actually stood. It is 96 50′ 9.85″ W longitude; 32 50′ 42.22″N latitude. This has to give a new meaning to precision, or maybe obsessive compulsiveness.

Speaking of compulsiveness, can I add my own? David Flick, the staff writer who authored the new item reports that only four other presidents have taken the oath of office outside of Washington (George Washington, Chester Arthur, Theodore Roosevelt and Calvin Coolidge). I believe it is actually five. John Adams was inaugurated in Philadelphia, which was serving as the national capital while Washington, D.C. was still being built – and it wasn’t named “Washington” at the time.

May I add one more observation. Four Presidents have been assassinated while in office, and there have been fourteen known attempts (which include, as of recent, President Obama) of varying degrees of competence. Only Lincoln’s murder, the attempt on Truman, and, possibly, McKinley’s assassination were organized political conspiracies. The others, despite the efforts of those with various agendas, have not proven to have been anything other than the work of obsessive compulsive nut cases. I emphatically include Lee Harvey Oswald’s terribly unfortunate success.

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The obvious dance partner

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Ever since Hunter S. Thompson died six years ago, few writers have had the ability to turn a phase, particularly in making a well timed insult, as Ann Coulter. She is certainly the master of the written put-down, and I would have to say that Coulter comes close to Dennis Miller in the oral. Her bomb-throwing reputation resulted in a caution from Canadian officials that she might run afoul of Canada’s” hate speech” laws. Hate, in that country, I suppose, can be defined as rhetoric that can be “uninhibited, robust, and wide-open” (Justice Brennan’s words). But not here, yet anyway. Ms. Coulter is an unabashed conservative, though not always sympathetic with libertarian beliefs, hence, my occasional disagreement with her positions. I also think she preaches reassurance to her own converts a bit too much. But Ann frequently makes apt observations, and in her 11/16/2011 column (link) she makes some that are particularly timely. This one boils down to all but one of the Republican candidates playing the “I’m more conservative than the next guy” game and self destructing in the process. The one, of course is former Massachusetts governor Mitt Romney.
Everyone knows the nominee is going to be Romney, Coulter says. She goes on to opine “that’s not so bad if you think the most important issues in this election are defeating Obama and repealing Obamacare. Which they are. Weekly Standard contributor Jeffrey Anderson makes a convincing case for that in the current issue essay “It’s the Obamacare, Stupid.” Anderson point’s out that the overall economy and unemployment can be laid as much at the feet of Congress, the House now controlled by Republicans, as the at those of the President. But the reason the Republicans now have a solid majority there and effective veto on the Senate’s advice and consent process is Obamacare. “Republicans didn’t get elected in 2010 because of voters’ dissatisfaction with the Democrats’ handling of the economy. They got elected because the Democrats openly and arrogantly ignored the voters’ will in passing the monstrosity that is Obamacare—and because Republicans stood firmly, resolutely, unflinchingly for Obamacare’s repeal.” Anderson goes on to cite the evidence as to why those Democrats in less than solid districts lost. Anderson’s essay is here.
Coulter argues that there may be better ways to stop Obamacare than Romney, but, unfortunately, they’re not available right now.
With conservatives, Romney’s negatives are his Mormon religion and Massachusetts’s “Romneycare” which many regard as the blueprint for Obamacare. With liberals, his negatives are his Mormon religion, and – well he’s a Republican and is for limited government, and most other ideas fiscal conservatives believe in.
If we were living before the 1960s, Romney’s support of the Massachusetts medical insurance law and why it is not inconsistent to oppose a similar federal program would be easy to explain to most voters. It’s called federalism, stupid. Schools have ill taught history and civics for the past half-century, and, as a result, few adults other than lawyers and political scientists have any idea what that means. The responsibility for governing this nation is supposed to be divided between the states and the federal government. The powers of both are limited by the Constitution. Without going into a dissertation on the division of federal-state power, issues involving health, safety, education, and morals, have been generally recognized as state functions. Historically, the national government is responsible for foreign relations, common defense, establishing a monetary system, regulating interstate commerce, and ensuring that states equal protection of the laws for all persons similarly situated. The last century saw an expansion of power in the national government. There are many reasons for this, too involved to go into here. The bottom line is that medical services delivery and funding is a state government function. Massachusetts can do it one way; Texas can do it differently. Romney can advocate a program for the state of which he is governor. He can legitimately say it is not a federal function when he is President. That is not “flip-flopping” – it is principled federalism.
Romney’s membership in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints draws fire from both ends of the spectrum. Conservatives fret about the church’s past sanction of polygamous practices, and the LDS belief system in general. Liberals do not like the church’s condemnation of homosexuality and its past racism which regarded black people as descendants and consequent soul-mates of Cain (Abel’s brother, not Herman).
These are all non-issues, at least they should be for the right. Romney’s religious persuasion should not, and probably will not, keep conservatives from voting for him. Certainly that is true, if they are convinced abstention would be a vote for Obama (obviously, no conservative would vote for Obama against anyone to the right of Fidel Castro, assuming the Cuban dictator is still alive at election time next year). Especially if Romney makes it clear that his Mormon faith will not cause him, as President, to side with the left on any moral issue. Many may believe that Mitt is a liberal in disguise. He’s not. I believe he is business-friendly (but not a crony capitalist) center-right realist who will dance with those who bring him, those of like persuasion – the independent voters.
So far, he seems to be playing the hedgehog defense and hunkering down. Just enough exposure so no one forgets him; not saying anything that could be embarrassing – now or later. That is good strategy, and it has the plus of indicating the good judgment that makes him Presidential material.

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Wanted: New Dancing Partner

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Democratic Party stalwarts Patrick Caddell and Douglas Schoen, in an op-ed piece in today’s Wall Street Journal, call for President Obama to step down in favor of Hillary Clinton next year. The Carter and Clinton pollsters and advisors cited the example of Presidents Harry Truman and Lyndon Johnson, who both concluded that winning another term could only done at the cost of dividing the nation so deeply that it would be ungovernable. Whether that was those former Presidents’ main motivation is perhaps conjecture, but there is no doubt that Mr. Obama has succeeded in making the principal issue for next year’s campaign whether he or President Bush (and Bush’s party) is the most responsible for an economic mess. He did this by violating a cardinal rule of ordinary etiquette: You dance with the one who brings you. The plain, homespun, and independent voter (turned off by George W. Bush and not especially attracted to McCain-Palin), put him in the White House where he danced with the seductive, slinky left-wingers. He continued to do so in the face of a clear, unmistakable message (brought by the election of Scott Brown, et al) that most Americans were adamantly opposed the left’s pet project which became Obamacare. Unless, as Caddell and Schoen put it, the President’s campaign is truly scorched earth, he will not be going home with the independents. I resist using another metaphor that describes what they have had enough of. For the WSJ essay see link.
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Washington needs only houses, cellars, kitchens, well-informed men, amiable women, and other little trifles of this kind.

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My always alert, knowledgable, and prescient brother Steve contributes this interesting tidbit from the writersalmanac.com

On this date in 1800, the United States Congress
met in the Capitol Building in Washington, D.C., for the first time.
Construction had begun on the domed building in 1793, but it soon fell behind schedule and went over budget, so in 1796 the planners made the decision to build only the Senate wing. On move-in day, some of the rooms were still incomplete, but the building was sufficiently finished to accommodate the Senate, as well as the House of Representatives, the Supreme Court, the Library of Congress, and some district courts. President John Adams had pushed for the move, even though the building wasn’t complete, because he hoped to gain Southern votes for his re-election campaign.
The weather didn’t cooperate, christening the first day of the new session and the new building with heavy snow. The welcoming parade had to be canceled, and congressmen were delayed trying to get to their offices, with only 15 making it into the chamber on opening day; it would be a further four days before enough senators were there to answer the quorum call and open the session. At that point, the House and Senate sent word to President Adams that they awaited his address. He arrived the following day; his was to be the last personal address to Congress by a president for the next 113 years.

Members of Congress were less than pleased with their new accommodations. Although richly appointed, the building leaked and had no heat. Washington was a primitive backwater, especially when compared to the civilized and well-established Philadelphia, where they had met for the preceding 10 years. One New York senator observed that Washington needed only “houses, cellars, kitchens, well-informed men, amiable women, and other little trifles of this kind” to make it perfect.
In its early days, the Capitol moonlighted as a church on the weekends; beginning with the Jefferson administration in 1801, church services were held every Sunday in the House of Representatives. Jefferson did not feel that this violated the separation of church and state, because attendance was voluntary and the services were nondiscriminatory — at least as long as you were Protestant, since all (and only) Protestant denominations were represented. Jefferson and his successor, James Madison, attended the services themselves. Worship services were expanded to include Catholic mass in 1826, and church meetings in the House continued until after the Civil War.
Both wings of the Capitol were completed just in time for the building to be burned by the British in 1814, during the War of 1812. Reconstruction began in 1815 and was completed in 1819; the first dome, however, wasn’t complete until 1826. By 1850, with the ongoing influx of new states and their new congressmen, it was clear that an expansion was in order. Built largely by slave labor, the new Capitol was nearly twice as long, which threw it out of proportion to the original dome. In 1855, they tore down the old timber dome and replaced it with the cast-iron version we’re familiar with today: three times the height of the original, and topped with a 20-foot statue of a woman holding a sword and a laurel wreath, known as Freedom Triumphant in War and Peace, or sometimes, Armed Freedom.
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Another Veterans’ Day essay

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Five years ago, I wrote this book review for a local publication.  Considering a comment on my earlier post today, I thought it might be worth some minor editing (the original became somewhat dated because of subsequent events) and publishing again.

Among the Dead Cities: The History and Moral Legacy of the WWII Bombing of Civilians in Germany and Japan, A. C. Grayling. Walker & Company March 2006.
 

A friend once opined that if the United States and its British ally had pulled their punches in World War II as they have in every war since, including the present one, we’d all be speaking German and/or Japanese. Rhetorical hyperbole this might be, and it would in no sense justify a no-holds barred approach to the current conflict in the Middle East. It is should be undeniable nevertheless that the total war Britain and America fought was necessary to beat the Axis. After all, Nazi Germany and Japan began the concept with a vengeance, and fought ferociously until the bitter end. Air Marshal Sir Arthur “Bomber” Harris, head of the Royal Air Force Bomber Command is reported to have observed while watching the fires around St. Paul’s during the London Blitz “they’ve sown the wind and will reap the whirlwind.” Harris, of course, was the chief windmaker, the architect, if one can use that appellation in such circumstances, of the utter devastation of German cities in the air war that ensued. His bombardiers sowed the seeds of the tornadic firestorms that engulfed Hamburg, Dresden, and other cities, incinerating tens of thousands of civilians and reducing houses, shops, museums, and public buildings to hideous skeletons. The U.S. Air Force in the Pacific, once islands in range of Japan had been captured, carried out similar raids on Japanese cities creating even greater destruction. The final two raids witnessed the only wartime use ever of nuclear weapons.
A.C. Grayling’s Among the Dead Cities is the latest of a number of histories of the strategic bombing in World War II. Its dramatic title (possibly an allusion to I Samuel 31:7) alone sets it apart from the prosaic works by more methodical historians. Grayling styles himself a philosopher rather than a historian and focuses on the morality of the area bombing – sometimes called “saturation” or “carpet” bombing – of German, and Japanese cities. That such bombing was indiscriminate and served to terrorize the targeted populations, kill civilians in great numbers, and destroy their cities makes the whole concept morally repugnant to Grayling. The author claims that, while the stated purpose was to break the enemy’s morale and spirit and disrupt the daily lives and economy of the German people, it served only to increase the resolve of the Germans – much like the 1940-41 Blitz steeled the British to resist. All that the bombing accomplished was wanton and useless mass destruction of centuries old cultural treasures and wanton slaughter of civilians, and had little effect on the outcome of the war.
That thesis is nothing new. A postwar assessment of the effect of strategic bombing indicated that German industrial production continued to increase almost up the end in spite of nearly continuous attacks during the last year of the war. Grayling’s conclusion, however, is that the area bombing was unjustified by military necessity, and thus amounted to a moral outrage and a war crime. Harris, Churchill, and other commanders who carried out their orders (Grayling, perhaps protesting too much, includes a disclaimer that he does not intend to impugn the RAF and American pilots and crews bravery or morality) perhaps escaped prosecution because no international protocols like the Geneva Convention proscribed aerial bombing of civilian targets, and, most importantly, because the Allies won the war.
Similarly, Grayling believes the area bombing raids of Japanese cities were American war crimes, and, by implication, Roosevelt, LeMay, and Nimitz were war criminals. The firebombing of Tokyo and other cites, even more destructive, is of course overshadowed by the nuclear devastation of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, criticism of which from time to time is the subject of unctuous breast beating by certain elements – but that is another story.
Area bombing in Europe was destructive and deadly. Did it win or hasten the end of the war? Did it have any salutary effect at all? Was the loss of civilian life and the ruining of historic structures and artifices worth the cost? Was there any justification to continue the bombing after late 1944 in Germany or after April or May of 1945 in Japan when the war was all but won? While a majority of Germans never voted for Hitler (when it was still possible to vote for leaders prior to 1933), few protested Nazi policies, most acquiesced in the anti-Jewish laws, and probably a huge majority were thrilled by Hitler’s diplomatic and early military victories. So-called terror bombing was first used by the Nazi controlled Luftwaffe against Holland and Britain. When tit was given for tat, the bombing in Germany was not carried out wantonly against a defenseless people. The German military fought back ferociously. Over 50,000 British airmen (and a considerable number of Americns) were casualties of the campaign and thousands of aircraft were shot down. Until the United States geared up sufficiently to help in Europe (remember, the American military had its hands full with Japan in the first two years of the Pacific war, while the Russians were reeling from a withering German offensive) Britain was essentially alone. It had itself been subjected to a Nazi terror bombing campaign from May 1940 through June 1941 that was halted only when Hitler turned his attention to the Soviet Union. The British fought the only way they could. Given the technology of the time – a far cry from the kind that allowed U. S. forces to pinpoint and kill terrorists with drones and computer guided missile resulting in minuscule collateral damage – and the European weather conditions, nighttime area bombing was the only method that could be remotely effective. The main accomplishment the British wanted was to create sufficient disruption to discourage the Nazi bombers from coming back to their homeland. The diversion of resources to air defense, particularly after the Cologne raid of 1942 and Operation Gomorrah over Hamburg in 1943, surely kept the German air force from attacking Britain again, at least with manned aircraft. The bombing likewise surely hindered the effort on the Russian front. The Soviets begged the western Allies to open a western front for over two years before the invasion of France on D-Day. Aerial bombing was the best that Britain and the U. S. could do until sufficient resources were marshaled for the Normandy invasion.
Grayling argues that after the establishment of a western front, and the liberation of most of France by September 1944, combined with contemporaneous Russian drives into Poland, every indication was that Germany was defeated, and all was over but the shouting. Continuing the relentless bombing of German was thus unnecessary.
This is hindsight; it was not all that apparent at the time. To illustrate this point, in September 1944, the Anglo-American forces were dealt a severe setback in Operation Market Garden in the Netherlands, and in December of that year, the German army launched a fierce offensive in the Battle of the Bulge. All the while, Great Britain again was subjected to air raids; this time by the unmanned V-1 and V-2 missiles, the latter being supersonic and striking without warning of any kind. The only defense against the V-2s was to prevent their being available to be launched in the first place. Area bombing, haphazard as it was, was the only possible way. Even after the Bulge, the Anglo-American-Canadian forces were fiercely opposed every step of the way. The Soviet Army in the East was even more ferociously opposed. The Russians suffered nearly a half million casualties in the final drive to Berlin, and had to fight for the city block by block. It is incontrovertible that Britain and the U.S. had to use everything at their disposal to end and win the European War.
As for Japan, the resistance of the enemy was even stronger. Japan began its war with the United States with a sneak attack. Japanese forces contested every battle by fighting, almost literally to the last man. American and British prisoners of war were treated abominably. And when the war was clearly going against Japan, the Kamikaze suicide campaign began. After the liberation of the Phillippines, the U.S. was faced with the necessity of invading the home islands of Japan to end the war. Given this situation, could any rational American commander in chief not conclude that serious softening up of the Japanese homeland was a necessary prelude to invasion? When the atomic bombs became available, why should it have been preferable to spare Hiroshima and Nagasaki so the United States and its allies could suffer a million casualties (the estimate at the time, never seriously refuted) invading Japan?
The measureless human suffering caused by the bombing is evident. The loss of lives, particularly innocent children who could not have made the world they are born into, is an unfortunate reality of war. The resultant loss, particularly in Germany, of cultural treasures is one of the saddest legacies of the area bombing. Photographs of the pre-war German cities – Berlin, Hamburg, Dresden, and others — reveal charm and beauty that was utterly destroyed. Berlin suffered the most, not only from the bombing, but the devastation of the last battle, and division between two hostile powers for the next two generations. During my first visit to Berlin twenty-one years after the end of the war, the scars were still there, and where rebuilding had taken place, it was mostly soul-less modern. At the time of my visit a few years before the Wall fell, it had not changed much. Even in 1995, large tracts were still rubble strewn vacant areas. But Berlin has come back, much of the city has been restored to its pre-war appearance, and the newer architecture has its own beauty. Dresden was more remarkable for the restoration of the old city area, including plans, much delayed by the former East German communist regime, for the restoration of the totally destroyed Frauenkirche (which now is complete and was rededicated in 2005 last year, Britain’s Queen – during the war, Second Lieutenant Elizabeth Windsor – sending her best wishes). Nuremberg’s old city center, especially targeted because it was a Nazi hotbed, has been almost completely restored to its pre-war appearance. This demonstrates that artifacts can be rebuilt. Civilizations, however, might well not be. World War II was a struggle for civilization, Western Civilization as it had advanced in its highest and finest order. One of its finest exemplars had been hijacked by evil forces that harkened back to barbarism, superstition, and savagery. The reasons this happened are the subject of a surfeit of writings with many more doubtless to follow, so this phenomenon will not be examined here. But happen it did, and was an evil that had to be defeated, at whatever cost, for our civilization to survive.
Grayling acknowledges that Naziism was a profound evil, and Japanese militarism was not much better, and committed worse atrocities than could ever be laid at the feet of the British and Americans. He maintains, however, that two wrongs do not make a right, and there is no justification for sinking to the same moral level as the Nazis. True enough, but beside the point. Allied strategic bombing was not calculated genocide or wanton cruelty toward conquered people and prisoners of war. It had the legitimate goal of defending against and defeating the forces that practiced such atrocious conduct.
A final point that Grayling ignores completely is what would happen when the fighting was over. Winning the war was one thing; maintaining a peace afterward is quite another. After the World War I armistice, which occurred while the German army was intact and still on French and Belgian soil, and no part of Germany had been invaded, gave credibility to the Nazi explanation that the victorious German army was “stabbed in the back” by reformers, bankers, pacifists, and, especially, Jews. At the end of World War II, Germany and Japan knew they had been beaten – badly. While the comparison is apt, the victory did not quite impose a Carthaginian Peace, as the Romans did after being troubled three times by the same foe. The defeated German and Japanese adversaries were devastated to the point that they had to be rebuilt from the ground up. They were; and reconstructed in the image of capitalist representative democracies. For sixty years after World War II ended, the world, beset by conflict and bloodshed as it has been, was not to be troubled by military aggression emanating from Germany or Japan. Perhaps, then, at least in two corners of the earth, Arthur Harris’ whirlwind managed to uproot the grapes of wrath.
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Veterans’ Day Remembrance

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Veterans’ Day was originally celebrated as Armistice Day to commemorate the effective surrender of Imperial Germany which ended World War I in 1918. Although that surrender was for all intents and purposes a victory of the United States forces who arrived barely in time to save France and Britain from collapse, the cease fire date and time – the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month — was at the insistence of French commander Marshal Ferdinand Foch, who conducted the negotiations.

Celebration of the end of that war was made irrelevant by the Second World War, and, after the armistice purporting to end active fighting in the Korean War, a push was made by supporters of American veterans for a national holiday to honor them. Today, after three more significant conflicts, and numerous brushfire actions, and the 45 year Cold War, our veterans, especially those who served actively in harms way, deserve our honor and support.
It is particularly appropriate to honor World War II veterans this year. Because that war ended 56 years ago, there are not many left, and time is running out for them. It was also the last war of active, on the ground combat against significant military powers in which there was a real chance the United States and its allies might not win, a prospect that bode almost certain catastrophe for the world.
One more reason for honoring the WWII vets is that, before technology made war “safer” (yes, I know terribly oxymoronic – but not other word comes to me), those soldiers, sailors, marines, and airmen were asked to charge into the most impossibly dangerous situations knowing that a good many of them would be killed or maimed. And they were. One example of this is the following, most of which I wrote in June two years ago.
The pleasant town of Bayeux in northern France is famous for its eponymous tapestry depicting the events leading to the Norman Conquest of England in 1066. Across from the railway station there is a pub which serves cold beer and the apple cider the region is also famous for. That establishment bears a sign “Welcome to our liberators.” The sign would appear to be incongruous, except that about ten kilometers to the northwest is a bluff overlooking a sandy expanse along the English Channel that for the past six and one-half decades has been known to the world as Omaha Beach.
Many words have been written and spoken on the anniversaries of D-Day and of the Veterans’s Days since. It was the beginning of what General Eisenhower called the “Great Crusade” to end the Nazi occupation of Europe, and ultimately win World War II. Today, the word “crusade” is politically incorrect in some circles as being offensive those who have vowed to kill us and actually have achieved some success in doing so. And we have become accustomed to euphemisms, direct and to the point speech being too harsh for our sensitive ears. That is just as well. The loudest, and most eloquent, statements to be made come from the 10,000 American graves – more than those which have resulted from 10 years in Afghanistan and Iraq – at the top of the cliff and the sound of the waves below.
During a visit to the beach even this long after the fact, it was not difficult to picture the horror and chaos experienced by the soldiers and sailors who stormed ashore that day. The Germans had fortified nearly the entire coastline of France, as well as the coasts of other occupied countries. Various barriers and obstacles had been placed in the water offshore to prevent landing craft from reaching dry land, and to channel invaders into killing zones covered by machine gun bunkers dug into the 100 feet high cliffs above. This required the assault to be made at low tide, leaving a 300 yard completely open expanse of sand to traverse before the slightest natural cover could be reached. Above the high tide line is another 50 yard stretch of loose sand. Walking unencumbered on loose sand can be difficult; running with 60 pounds of weaponry and equipment, all the while facing withering small arms and artillery fire, has to have been a nearly superhuman feat. Many of the invaders did not make it; that so many did is a credit to the quality of the military training and preparation, as well as the fortitude and power of the survival instinct of the troops. The actual film footage in the Normandy episode of the Victory at Sea documentary demonstrated some of the difficulty, but the bloodiest parts had to have been edited to make it suitable for a 1950s home audience. The fictional first 24 minutes of the film Saving Private Ryan might more accurately portray the horror and difficulty of the assault, but still may be an understatement.
It could have been worse. A major part of the plan was to deceive the Germans as to where and when the attack would be made. As previously mentioned, the entire coast-line was fortified. The defending German army was battle-hardened, and exceptionally well-led by Field Marshals Gerd von Runstedt and Erwin Rommel. Their main problem was manpower and munitions. Five years of war, and the continuing demands of the Russian front in the east made critical to the defenders the knowledge of the place and time of the landings. The deception, with some cooperation from the weather, worked. The German defenders were caught off guard at Normandy, and were unable to bring the full weight of their forces to bear until a beachhead was established. Even so, a two-month battle for Normandy followed that was even more costly than the initial landings. Ultimately, the invasion was successful, and Nazi Germany unconditionally surrendered eleven months and two days after D-Day.
The Normandy Invasion was the largest amphibious operation of World War II, and the most decisive success, but it was not the only one. The Allied landings in Italy and Sicily, and the mainly U.S. Marine Corps landings on the Pacific islands of Tarawa, Saipan, Peleliu, Iwo Jima, and Okinawa were proportionately as bloody, though none faced the same magnitude of prepared defenses that Normandy offered. It would have been different had an invasion of the Japanese homeland been necessary. An assault on Japan would have faced an even more determined and fanatical enemy. Planned operations code-named Downfall, Olympic, and Coronet planned for as many as 1.2 million U.S. and Allied casualties.
All that was avoided by the Japanese surrender after Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Use of the atomic bombs undoubtedly spared the American forces, not one, but possibly as many as a half-dozen similar invasions. Armchair moralists might fret about the morality of President Truman’s decision to employ the only nuclear devices ever used in war, but one only has to stand on Omaha Beach and reflect what happened there over years ago, to understand it was the right thing to do.
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Magic Horses and Flute

October 18 – 20, 2011 — Traveled to Vienna via Austrian Airlines. Martha and I have for years wanted to see a Mozart opera in the Vienna State Opera house, and we learned that The Magic Flute was playing there for one night.

On the 19th we attended the morning practice at the Spanish Riding School located in the heart of the old city, featuring the famous Lipizzaner horses. These are not the full performances they put on from time to time, but rather individual training for horses and riders. There are four 30 minute sessions for five horses each. The various gaits, poises, and jumps the horses perform during the period are impressive. The riders wear their performance uniforms, and doff their hats toward the former imperial box when they enter. At one time, there was no charge for attending the sessions, but the interest was so great, a small entrance fee was imposed. Though in Austria, the school’s name comes from the origin of the Lipizzaner breed, and reflects the fact that the Habsburg family once ruled half of Europe, including Spain, during the 16th and 17th Centuries. The conquest of Mexico and most of South and Central America was accomplished under Charles V, who was the king of Spain as well as Austria, half of Germany, Italy, and the Netherlands. The horses were sent to the Czech lands during the latter part of World War II and nearly fell into the hands of the Soviet Army but for the efforts of General George Patton, himself an avid horseman.
 
We also visited the Mozart house about a block from St. Stephen’s cathedral. It is reputed to be where Mozart spent his last days composing the famous Requiem. It is now a museum and has quite a few original documents, including Mozart’s composition manuscripts. Like it was presented the film Amadeus, the manuscripts have no corrections or edits – as if he was “taking dictation from God.” The allegation that Antonio Salieri killed Mozart out of jealousy was debunked, though, as well as the legend that the Freemasons had him done in for revealing their secrets in The Magic Flute.

The opera itself was enjoyable. The orchestra and vocalists were suitably great. The performers seemed to be mostly Russian, at least by their names. The set was too abstract and unimpressively avant-garde for me, though. And the costumes were weird, some almost Halloweenish. The Dallas Opera is performing The Magic Flute this coming May. I am sure it will be an interesting comparison. One note: here in Dallas and I suppose most of the U.S., translations are presented in super-titles above the stage. In Vienna there are LCD screens on the back of the seats in German or English, as one chooses. The building was severely damaged by American and British bombs during the war, but completely restored with modern infrastructure in the 1950s, as were many other historical buildings in Europe that were casualties of the war.

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The Innocent from abroad returns

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A journey to Europe and the consequent backlog of work upon my return, resulted in this being my first post since October 15. I kept notes on the events and had a laptop and access to the internet during my travels, but decided not to post until I had some time to reflect. All in all, it was a great trip. Flights were uneventful, accommodations comfortable, and weather was good.

We left DFW the evening of October 16 and arrived at Charles De Gaulle Airport outside Paris the next morning. The airport, as well as the main train stations in Paris, are all reminiscent of the bar scene in Star Wars, but somewhat friendlier. No Wookies, but some of those present were close. There is a direct, express train from CDG to central Paris that is the best way to get there I’ve found. It takes about 40 minutes and passes by Le Bourget Airport, famous for the site of Charles Lindbergh’s landing in 1927. It now is used only for general aviation and air shows, but houses the French Air and Space Museum. Cannot see much from the train.

My brother Steve and belle-soeur Leslie are sojourning in Paris for a year and have a decent flat on the left bank amid numerous foreign embassies and near the French equivalent of our State Department

After dinner at a sidewalk café, I had my first taste of bicycle riding on Paris streets. There are rental  racks throughout the city where anyone can procure a bike.  To access, you purchase an electronic access card and put a deposit of €150 (about $200 at current exchange rates) which you get back if you return the bike. There’s no extra cost for the first ½ hour, but charges start accruing beyond that. Works just fine; the only hitch is if the rack near where you are going is full, which can occur. The ride was early evening after dark, so we managed to see the Eiffel Tower fully illuminated.

I took a photo.

More to come.

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The Fair Marines

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According to my mom (who I had to ask because I was too young to remember), my first State Fair of Texas was also the first for the iconic 54 feet tall Big Tex statue who greets fair goers with his “Howdy, Folks” announcements promoting various events and exhibitions. The exhibition is an extravaganza that lasts 24 days beginning on the last Friday of September every year in Dallas at Fair Park. It is reputed to be the largest and most attended of its kind in the world. With the exception of my out of state college years, military service, and when I broke my leg, I have attended every year since. There are not many changes from year to year, but it is always great fun to eat the junk food, see the exhibits, and watch the various shows, like the sheep dog trials and birds of the world, which have been mainstays for quite awhile. In my younger years, I would partake of the midway rides, mostly at the insistence of friends I went with, but it was never my main goal and, being susceptible to motion sickness, the wilder rides were not much fun for me.
The highlight of the State Fair for me in recent years has been the concert the U.S. Marine Drum & Bugle Corps performs daily during the first two weeks of the exhibition. Their concert begins each day at 4:00 p.m. (1600 hours in military time) and lasts for about 45 minutes. They play some classical pieces, contemporary popular music, show tunes and movie themes, and, of course. various military marches. Amazingly enough, they play all these pieces in an ensemble of drums, two-valve bugles, tenor bugles (euphoniums), contrabass bugles (tubas), and two xylophones (on wheels, though they do not march with them). This year, for example, they played a Mozart concerto, Frank Sinatra’s “That’s Life”, Elmer Bernstein’s theme from the John Wayne movie “The Sons of Katie Elder”, “Old Man River” from “Show Boat”, and naturally, Souza’s “Stars and Stripes Forever.”
These Marines are accomplished musicians – and they are real, sure enough Marines. They audition for the slots that come open, and, if accepted, go to boot camp with other Marine recruits before the are assigned to the Drum & Bugle Corps. That ordeal serves them well. Their precision marching to a lively drum cadence is a pleasure to watch – no heads bobbing up and down – and the musicianship is first class.
The concert they give is also an occasion to present awards to other marines for various accomplishments, and they always have a guest of honor. Before the concert begins, the director inquires if there are any retired or non-active duty Marines in the audience, and request that they stand. This year, he may have made an error in asking if there were any former Marines present. I did not know there was such a thing.
Anyway, if you get a chance, go see the show. If you cannot make this time, I’m sure the Marines will be back for the State Fair next year.
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