June 2013


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So based on this line โ€œWhat the State of New York treats as alike the federal law deems unlike by a law designed to injure the same class the State seeks to protect.โ€

I’m wondering how the Federal governments inability to define marriage laws different from state law differs from the states inability to define immigration policy that differs from the federal government (at least their policy goal).

I’m guessing the answer is something along the lines of “shut up!”

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I thought that was a much more catchy title, alliteration included, when talking about our trip through the Lexington in the early part of the month. We set up a tour with a guide to go all the way from the front of the ship to the back bottom of it. Our guide was on another carrier, worked in the engine room, and was very informative about the operation of the power plant.
We started our tour in the front starboard portion of the ship with a notation that each rib of the ship was numbered from the front to the back, so it was possible to know the location relative to the portion of the ship just by looking at the rib number. Further the ship was divided into three sections and each section had specific areas of work. These were designated on plaques fastened to the walls. The plaque would tell the section and the responsible party for that section.
We went to an elevator and looked at the hydrolic ram that would operate a 70,000 pound elevator. This was designed on a horizontal platform with the ram attached to a pulley and the cables running from under the ram, around the pulley, and out of the room. I contemplated the design for a moment and realized that this allowed half the movement of the ram as the actual elevator and required double the force to operate. Impressive. I could not get my arms around the cylinder.
We were shown the ammunition hold, actually one of several and the guide mentioned that the doors would be getting heavier, the closer to the hold we went. I asked about a pressure relief area and was informed there was none. If any bombs went off, it was up to the walls to hold.
Down in the engine room, well, I can’t really say that because there were four boilers separated into two different compartments and two turbines separated into two different compartments. This was done so that if one was hit, the ship could still move. Each of these rooms was two to three decks in height and ladders were noted between them. the engine room had a periscope for the firebox, so that the one running the boilers could look up into the smoke stack and judge his flame by the output. The officer that ran this operation had a seat nicknamed the “scotty chair” where he would be able to see the gauges from all the engines as well as look at a mirror at the far end of the room showing the shaft which was marked with orange lines to allow the officer to judge the movement of the propeller.
He also noted that there was a communications area where the boiler workers would be able to hear commands to the engine room and respond accordingly as the need for steam would change per the desire of the officer in charge of the turbines. By the way, the steam was to run at 600 psi. Our guide said that to find a leak in the steam line, they would take a broom and hold it up along the line until it caught fire or was cut in half. That marked where the leak was.
There was also the cooling section of the engine room as they wanted to keep as close to a vacuum as possible on the back side of the turbines as they could and used sea water in a big radiator to accomplish this feat. Saying radiator is somewhat a misnomer, though I can’t think of another way to describe its operation, just think of an enclosed radiator the size of two vans. The seawater was allowed to flow through it during movement of the ship, and pumps were utilized when stationary. Having seawater there also meant that they had to occasionally open the access panel and clean out the squid, fish, and debris that was present. (our guide spoke as one who had experience)
We then went to the front of the ship and looked around the first mate’s office. This was situated in the very front of the ship where the port holes opened, but were covered with plates having slits and each port hole had a Japanese character on the top. We were informed that this was because when the movie Pearl Harbor was filmed, they took the Japanese characters who were supposed to be in charge of the Yamamoto carrier (sorry if I remembered the name wrongly) and filmed them in that room. The markings from the movie were preserved.

Movement through the ship was interesting as it was designed to be impossible to sink. This was made possible by having every piece of the ship separated from every other one by doors that could be closed and sealed. Our guide showed us the pressure check where they would seal the door, pull a vacuum, and after a certain period of time, check the vacuum to see if it held. It was called the “Hard Hat” tour as we wore hard hats and were saved by their presence many times.
Anyone interested, there is a youtube video posted of a tour of the Lexington. This tour shows those sights open to the general public and is an hour and a half long. I just scanned through it enough to say this is it, and the video did cover the sights. Spouseinbox and I took the hard hat tour.

Now to bureaucracies. It occurred to me that this ship, run by 5000 men, required the coordination of all of them to get its task accomplished. If you took a fireman, for example, and asked him about the backup generator, he may be able to guess, but probably would not be able to help you even though both were on the same ship. The fireman had the job of guessing the requirements of the turbine room and providing the steam accordingly. He was matched by the turbine operator who in a totally different room would operate the turbines to produce the electricity, hydrolic power required by the rest of the ship. There was the vacuum operator who would guarantee that the water recovered was pure and had no residuals to corrode the turbines or tubing that feeds it. Each mate would perform their job without having to consider the operations in other places. The closest medical analogy was from a doctor who told me that he worked on eyes and don’t ask him about any other part of the body. Each mate had to only concern themselves with their particular job and as each performed their task, the ship operated.
This ship was a formidable foe as no single part could be removed to stop its operation. The only one ultimately in charge was shielded well, with an easy chain of command which would take over if the top were removed. One could blow up a magazine, and still have a fighting vessel there. A turbine could be damaged, and still this ship would be mobile. A blown up magazine would be inconvenient, but there were may more.
I was considering this design and realized that this was the design provided to bureaucracies. The only position in charge of operation was shielded with an easy chain of command set up so that operation would continue, even if the top were removed. Any attack on the individual operators would only stifle that particular operation and the advance would continue. The only way to remove this vessel as a threat was to remove the vessel. Just the same in a bureaucracy. Our country was never designed with a bureaucracy in mind. Each public official was to be elected and thus responsible for their actions to the ones who voted them there. If they behaved in a way not conducive to the desires of the public, it was possible to change policy by removing that individual. By shielding government operations in a bureaucracy, the politicians effectively removed themselves from the results of the policies they promote and the public from the ability to vote a different policy into place. The head can be removed, but the advance continues. This is why I have called for abolition, not reduction or restructure of bureaucracies.

I normally set my clock for 0520. This is my normal wake-up to get on the exercise bike, read the Bible a bit while warming up, then practice the keyboard, then grab a shower, get a bite of something caloric on the way out the door to get my visits started. I have been doing this practice for some time. Weekends included. On days off, I have had trips to see kidinbox. Thinking back, I can’t remember when there was not something to get moving in the morning…until this morning. Things were free. No schedules planned. That is, there are many things that need some attention, but not at O-dark-thirty. I can actually stay in bed as long as I want. I finally gave up on getting any more sleep at 0602. Maybe I’ll just say that sleep is over rated.

We have three bird feeders out back hanging on the porch. Two of them are for seed, and the last is sugar water for the hummingbirds. As the month progressed, expenses forced the seed purchase to wait until next month. There was plenty of sugar, so the supply for the hummingbirds continued. Not too much time passed until we noticed that the level of sugar water was getting lower faster than a 2 gm bird could do. We started watching and noticed that sparrows and some red chested bird found the sugar water. They were joined by an oriel:
oriel on feeder
That explained the quickly lowering level of sugar water, however, at noon today we had another twist.
The hummingbirds were trying to get to the feeder and were being driven away – by a wasp. I went out back with a fly swatter to try and knock him down and then step on him. It didn’t happen. My single swat hit a bit of air and the wasp went back to sipping. After work, I had had enough and pulled out the big guns. I got a wasp spray and started a new set of sugar water then sprayed the wasp. I wasn’t enough to kill him/her, but the bug flew away, and I cleaned out the feeder and prepared a new supply, so we’ll see if the scare was enough.

I get to announce that the last costume for Samson is now finished. Of course, spouseinbox has already reminded me that a base costume needs to be hemmed. I guess that the details will be perpetually found. This allows the last pictures to be taken and the background video to be made. So, Yea! Now I can do some more work. This project has given me a real appreciation for the amount of work that goes into producing a play, especially since it’s just the two of us being the production crew.

I just had a couple thoughts for this morning:
1.) Happy Father’s day to the most maligned sex in the media today. Happy Father’s day to those who soldier on anyways doing what you are designed to do – care for your families. Thank you for your commitment to others and the sacrifices you make to bring up the next generation into the fear and admonition of the Lord. Thank you for maintaining your work and giving to your families, even when called lazy, unthinking, dolts and whatever else derogatory the culture may place in your way. Thank you for being the soldier who fights this battle, in your corner of the culture to show what real love from the male perspective is.
2.) We are recovering from the sun exposure from last weekend and are peeling in certain areas where those photons did their work. Most of the peel is small and hard to get with the fingernails. I had an inspiration this morning and tried the lint roller. It did pull up the edges nicely. Time to peel. ๐Ÿ™‚
3.) A new crab joined our tank a couple of nights ago. He was missing this morning. Houdini the Second, was discovered presumably enjoying the algae in the best supply area the tank afforded – the filter.
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I guess it’s time to clean the filter.

In my recent past, I was running through my day allowing only a few moments to eat a burger in the truck between visits. This is normal. We can discuss diet, just don’t look at what I eat. Anyways, one added benefit of this burger was that it was a single dollar. Throw in a bit of government for a dollar eight total. That makes it a simple dollar, nickel and three pennies. I had the dollar. I had the pennies, but only had a quarter. That seemed easy enough for me. Twenty eight minus eight equals what class? Yes, you near the window…
I presented the money to the cashier who disregarded the pennies and left them on the counter. I saw her look at the register and then start to count out change. She goes for the dime, then nickel and pennies, then looks over her shoulder, “I need some pennies.” You know, like those strange round disks I was trying to give her.
I picked up the three pennies and presented them to her – again.
She looked at them like they were drachmas and I applied a little math – “you can give me two dimes.”
She looked at the register, looked at the change and apparently added 3 to 17, realized that I told the truth, and pulled out two dimes. I finally had my change. She now had a few more pennies and repeated her request for pennies over her shoulder again.

If you have any wonder how Zero got back into Air Force one, I present this case as one possibility.

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