Sunday, December 22

Silly Rules from Around the World

In Panama, you are not allowed to be shirtless in public.

In Colombia, there are laws against two men riding motorcycles together on regular pay days because there are so many robberies in many major cities, including Cartagena. Motor Taxis have to take the day off unless they are carrying women.

In Singapore, it was illegal to chew or import gum, and you are guilty until proven innocent in many if not all legal instances. You can now buy therapeutic gums in pharmacies, but will still get busted for discarding it on the street. It's also illegal to criticise the Prime Minister Emeritus Lee Kuan Yu

In Laussane, Switzerland, or perhaps in it's surrounding Canton of Vaud,  in the worlds oldest Democracy by many measures, they allegedly passed a law making it illegal for Women to do laundry during the lunch hours when their children are home from school, so that they will feed their children instead of doing the wash.

In Los Angeles, California, there are places where no parking goes into effect at 9pm on Saturday and Sunday nights, and there are businesses that make their money exclusively off the tow fees, not running it in addition to a garage or normal tow truck operation.
It is also illegal to play ball games on the beaches of LA.

In Washington DC, it is illegal to build a building taller than the Capitol Dome. Likewise in Paris with the

Arc de Triumphe.


At a Hotel called The Bodhi Serene in Chng Mai, Thailand, there is a sign banning Durian, a tasty but remarkably smelly fruit that is popular from Asia to Belize.

In Thailand, it's illegal to speak ill of the King and Royal Family. It's called 'Leisee Majiste'. There is a guy supposedly in jail for being drunk and peeing on a photo of the king. He was spotted by closed circuit TV... he's been in two years as I type this.

In China you can only have one child, with rare exception. Supposedly it has prevented 200 million births to date.

Foreigners have to pay by the pay to stay in Bhutan.. last I heard it was 250USD per day.

Sodomy was illegal in many US states until 2003 (The definition includes but was not limited to, how shall we say it, back door sex.) when it was finally ruled a right by the US Supreme Court. Many other nations still have enforceable laws on the books. So have at it in the US!

In Cardiff Wales, UK, it's an extra pound to get in a cab on Sunday. Never mind that maybe half the cab drivers I saw seem to celebrate their holy day on Friday, the law is only 20 years old I was told, not 50 or more like most religious laws.

If you leave a bag on a Train on the Great Western Railway of England, they put it in baggage storage and charge you 11 pounds for the first day and 7.50 for every day after.. kind of a pain in the ass if you looose something inexpensive but sentimental.. it goes to a corporate run pawn shop.. entitlement is so English, as well as not getting anything extra for the tons of money you pay for everything there.. oh you want soy sauce.. that's extra!












Tuesday, November 26

Island Prisons Around the World

There is something undeniably exotic about an island prison. For some it is the epitome of justice, for others it represents somehow a great challenge to the human spirit and hope. To all there is something intriguing about it, a challenge of some sort, a declaration of fear and threat, a complete ostracization that can horrify. It seems to take the idea of Societal separation and thrust it into the realm of Penalization no matter what the daily regimen might be.

As I travel, I have noticed that Alcatraz, the example from my culture that I grew up with, was not the only version of this idea. Many are familiar with Devil's Island from the Steve McQueen movie Papillion, as well as from the famous Dreyfus Affair, or Robin Island where Nelson Mandela and other ANC convicts were held. I became intrigued when I discovered others around the world. Many of them are decommissioned, as 'Prison Technology' and Increasing Human Right's Standards have made the natural barrier of water less important or the isolation less condoned.

Alcatraz Island, Former US Federal Penitentiary, San Francisco Bay, California, USA
Portsmouth Naval Prison, Maine, USA
Robin Island, Cape Town Bay, Cape Province, South Africa
Gogona Island, Tuscan Archipelago,Italy
Gorgona Penal Colony, Pacific Ocean, Colombia
Devil's Island, Atlantic Ocean, French Guayana
Islas Marias Federal Prison, Pacific Ocean, Nayarit Mexico
Coiba Island Prison, Pacific Ocean, Panama
Bastoy Boys Home and Prison  Bastoy Island, Norway
Elba Island, Mediterrainian Sea, France  Not a prison, but where Napoleaon was exiled to first
St. Helena Island, Atlantic Ocean, United Kingdom  Second and Final Exile location of Napoleaon, but again, not a prison 
Camp X Ray, Guantanamo Bay, Carribean Sea, US Navy Base Guantanamo, Cuba (not an Island in and of it'self, but politically it is, and it carries with it that same notoriety now.
Reikers Island Correctional Facility, Long Island Sound, New York, USA
Fort Jeffeson, Dry Totugas,Florida, USA “Abandon all hope ye who enter here” Housed a few of the Lincoln assassination participants. 
Fort Pulaski, Savannah River, Georgia, USA famous not just for the Battle that ended the fixed fortification era, but also famous for the Immortal 600, a group of Confederate prisoners who were housed there

HMS Maidstone, Belfast, Northern Ireland, UK  Actually an Old Ship, a neat variation on the theme. Ships have been used in a bunch of other situations too.

Furthur research shows a few more:
Norfolk Island, Australia
Solovetsky Island, Russia
Pianoska, Tuscan Archipelago, Italy
Chateaux D'If, Mareseille, France
McNeil Island Correction Center, Puget Sound, Washington, USA
Black Beach, Bioko Island, Equitorial Guinea
Goree Island, Senegal
Terminal Island Federal Correctional Institution, Los Angeles, California, USA

Monday, November 25

Gambling Around the World: A Survey

Gambling around the world...
I find gambling to be a bit boring.. it's all numbers, and where the human element is involved, I wish that's all there was, with no damn math or worrying, but some people love it, and it's big, big in travel, big in the modern definition of decadence, and something that those with more money than sense love to do.. since this blog is often about Sociology and Geography, let me tell you where it occurs, while I make fun of it.

Gambling is legal in some way or another almost everywhere, as a lottery or some form of organized and regulated action, but Casinos in the truest sense of the word are not ubiquitous.. here is a run down on where I know it to exist.

Gambling destinations:
Macao
Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
Reno, Nevada and every small town in Nevada has some sort of slots casino.
Principality of Monaco (this is the place James Bond made big)
St. Moritz, Switzerland
Sun City, North West Province, South Africa
Beirut, Lebanon
New Providence, Bahamas
Channel Islands, UK 
San Andres, Caribbean Sea, Colombia
Atlantic City, NJ
CalNeva, Lake Tahoe, Nevada
Tunica, Mississippi, USA
Biloxi, Mississippi, USA
Akihabra, Tokyo, Japan
Muang La, Semi-Autonomous Region of Eastern Shan State, Special Region 4, Myanmar

Indian Reservations through the US, most famously Mohegan Sun and Foxwoods Casinos in Eastern Connecticut, which most famously exploited this loophole of reservation self governance and nationhood on two small neglected reservations near a large population that was remote to all other gambling options. They were followed by tribes all over the US, most commonly in the west, but close to Miami and Los Angleles most notably, in the Miccosukee and Morongo tribes respectively. It all seems to have risen out of Tribal Bingo Halls, popular for years, and also popular with American elderly as a pastime to sedentarily wile away the days.
Outside of Chicago there is growth of gambling on the shores of Indiana's portion of Lake Michigan, and Some of the Old Mountain towns of the Colorado Rockies looked to gambling as a way up, when Skiing wasn't an option, and it seems inevitable that Old industrial towns use it as a way to make something out of nothing, from Bethlehem, Pennsylvania to Windsor, Canada (across from Detroit), trying to replace the income of the factories to salvage bygone times, but they seem to have a mixed effect on the fantasy of restoring those more innocent and industrious times, but are kind of a desperate last resort in the failing one company municipalities bag of tricks.
Havana is off the list, other than Lotto and Dominoes and whatever else people can get away with.
In Central America it seems like every town of some worth has a casino of sorts, usually an open location for prostitution as well, although Mexico has so far kept a hat on all but gaming machines above board, genuflecting to the patina of Catholic Piety that allows Mexico to pretend it's not nearly as plagued by vice as everyone knows it is, saving face and absolutely nothing else, while the fix is in in so many ways.
Russia has 4 places where it can occur, most notably on the Black Sea near where the Winter Olympics in Sochi will take place. For the Middle East, it's Lebanon and Israel other then the Camel Races and such, although I think Morroco and Egypt have some casinos.

Cards are ubiquitous around the world. No one seems to take to gambling in general more than the Chinese, who are obsessed with it, from Mah Jong, the Dominoes like national pastime, to any way to wager. Europeans have Horses, which they have exported near and far, Arabian's Camels, the Basque Jai Lai which made it into the US, and Dog Racing has a few bastions as a kind of ugly step child to horses, a middle-er class pursuit even more devoid of the trappings of wealth away from the marquee events. I believe there is a special horse race every year in St. Moritz on an ice covered lake, the White Turf Races they call it and another variation is Carting, where instead of being ridden, the horses drag a buggy and rider, and there are also the standard variants of turf, dirt, and steeplechase which includes jumps and even water traps.
Fighting is of huge interest worldwide as a subject of wagering, both human and animal forms of combat. Boxing dominates a few select countries, from England to Mexico to the Philippians, Thai Boxing of huge interest in Thailand and perhaps Myanmar.There are two stadiums in Bangkok alone that seem to fill up almost nightly. Sumo for Japan (yes, it's a big betting thing, and like all these things, looks classier from afar). Ultimate Fighting Championships and a competitor called Bo-Dog continue to grow in the US and worldwide, with slight differences in what seems like a rule-less death match, but conditions exist to prevent death, brain damage, major scarring, and reproductive damage. Brazil contributed a lot of the first energy to UFC, and it is going international much like boxing, and Canada and a few other countries seem to also be all in. Asia and Latin America seem to revel in Cock Fighting from one end to the other, and dog fighting has footholds in the American South, parts of Mexico, and Asia to my knowledge. Bull Fighting might attract some betting, but it's more a spectacle with a known outcome by my observations in places like Colombia, and Mexico, where it still exists. I believe it has been banned in Spain, but I wonder if it wandered off to Morocco or someplace like that where Spanish bad habits go.
On the more exotic side, I once happened upon a Bull on Bull fight, in some rice paddies in Rural China, not expecting to see anyone,much less a crowd. Two either Beef or Yak Bulls where herded into a rice paddy to tear it up and fight to the death while in rut, and a few hundred had gathered to watch. I didn't stick around long enough to see the money go down, but you can imagine in a place like China, it was going down, and I imagined this to be common even with Water Buffalo throughout Asia.
Someone once told me of a bare knuckles or roped hands fight that occurs on the Burmese-Thai border once a year, but I have never heard any more of it. Obviously in the major gambling centers all manner of professional sports and possibilities are wagered on, even elections and the success of space shots, on the books and legally, in addition to the ad hoc arrangements that might exist for such activities close to anywhere there might be a bookie.
Despite it's regal appearance, Cricket is plagued by betting and perhaps even match fixing in South Central Asia where it I most popular, Pakistan and India having turned it into an obsession which might have led to the murder of a coach during the Cricket world cup held in the West Indies a few years back.
Sports betting of all kinds is huge around the world, with Soccer now the world's biggest sport. In the US, Pro Football and High School Basketball are famous for attracting betting, with the NCAA March Madness tournament such a common betting subject that US president Barack Obama, whose brother in Law is a top College Basketball coach, releases his bracket predictions every year. The betting ranges from formal and legal to the common and kind of generally winked at practice of office pools. US baseball was rocked by betting scandals in it's early history, but nothing of consequence, such as intentionally loosing, has come to public attention in years.

Online Gaming is all offshore from the US, and the government actively works to subvert and ban it, alleging it is anything from Money Laundering to plain old Vice. Gaming systems are a regular addition to revenue in down and out drinking establishments around the world, uniform in their kind of stark sadness, with the games kind of accentuating the fact that if there were ever good times, they have come and gone. In the US it is regulated state by state, but they are big systems that sit on bar tops or nearby tables and usually offer some version of slots or video blackjack with a bunch of scantily clad video encouragements to continue. I have seen them throughout Central America, and I think even in New Zealand and Africa. In addition to the recent resurgence of Poker among America's educated classes, with a parallel interest in it's professional ranks in places like Vegas and in sanctioned tournaments as far afield from regular den's of vice as Vermont, there are regional parlor games that lend themselves to betting: Eucher in the Midwest, cribbage in England and New England. Dominoes holds court in the Caribbean, and much of the Mediterranean, and it may seem cliché, but it always seems to be played by old men hanging out near a body of water.
In Addition to Sumo, Japan has it's own forms of gambling that are kind of offshoots of Video Game Arcades, and there is a whole district in Tokyo, Akihabra, dedicated to it. Could this be the future?







Monday, September 9

Latin American Colonial Towns

For some reason, as much as they possess a stunning regularity, I am always seduced into traveling long distances, usually uncomfortable miles, to see another Latin Colonial Town. Now every Latin town, almost without exception, will have a Cathedral worth looking at, a cute town plaza, called a Zocalo in Mexico, and The Plaza Mayor, or Parque Central in the rest of Latin America. What makes these towns different is that in most modern Latin towns, the architecture beyond this square, or perhaps even on it, was destroyed to make way for growth and rid the homes of the plaster and thatch that can harbor pests that carry disease, and doesn't necessarily stand up to the elements, but in these towns, what makes them distinct, is that the architecture doesn't change to cement block for blocks if not a mile, in what is usually a concentric pattern from the Plaza Mayor that is fairly uniform in all directions. In other words, no matter how crappy it eventually becomes, if it is colonial and charming for 200 meters north of the Town Square, it will usually also be Colonial and Charming 200m west, east, and south before it drops off to the banal cement homes that make up Latin America everywhere, with high walls, bad lighting, and barking dogs. The best case scenario, seen occasionally but not often, is that the town drops off to farmland and perhaps even forest or jungle from the last colonial house... these are special places.

Most Countries in Latin America have one special town they have cleaned up and send the tourists to, and they treat it as their cultural homeland. The best ones join the ever growing list of World Heritage sites, many deservedly, some just because the UN has a hard time saying no.
Here is a list of as many notable ones as I could think of or have visited, as exhaustive a list as I can come up with. My favorite, for some odd reason, is Casco Viejo in Panama City, which still has a lovely blend of charm, ocean, down and out, and creativity.

If you can believe it, this list starts in the United States:
Tumacacori Mission, Arizona just a mission, but amazingly pristine
Santa Fe, New Mexico
Santa Barbera Mission, California

Mission San Antonio de Padua, Fort Hunter Ligget, California again, just a mission, but pristine

Old San Juan, Puerto Rico
San Luis, Colorado (hard to explain.. not completely, but they still use the Water Canal System from the days when it was part of Mexico)


Mexico has 50 Colonial Towns they have dolled up and given special distinction, and extra money to stimulate tourism. The Extra money isn't always great. They are paving all the streets now of Todos Santos, in southern Baja, and it is somehow removing something, but the place does look more first world now no doubt.
50 Pueblo Magicos
http://www.pueblosmexico.com.mx/pueblos_magicos.php
San Cristobol de Las Casas
Cuernavaca, Morelos (Cortez's headquarters)
Tasco, Guerro (famous for it's dramatic mountainside setting)
Todos Santos, BCS
San Ignacio, BCS
Mulege, BCS
El Triunfo, BCS
Loreto BCS
Mexcaltitan, Nayarit   the Mexican Venice

Havana Cuba
Cienfuegos Cuba
Trinidad Cuba
Camaguey Cuba
Bamayo Cuba
Santiago de Cuba, Cuba
Vinales Cuba

Antigua, Guatemala
Granada, Nicaragua
Casco Viejo, Ciudad Panama, Panama
Portobello, Panama
Nombre De Dios, Panama (perhaps the oldest settlement on the mainland of the Americas)
Cartagena, Colombia
Mompox, Colombia
La Mina, Cesar, Colombia
Popoyan, Colombia
Villa De Lavaya, Colombia
Santa Fe De Antioquia, Antioquia, Colombia
Barichara, Colombia
La Candelaria, Bogota, Colombia
Paraty, Brazil
Salvador, Brazil
Ouro Prieto, Brazil
Cusco, Peru
Cotacachi, Ecuador
Quito,Ecuador
Las Penas, Guayaquil, Ecuador (tiny portion of guayaquil, although historically significant)
Cuenca, Ecuador
Parroquia de Tumbabiro, Ecuador
Sucre, Bolivia
Valparaiso, Chile


Sunday, September 8

A Geography of Hotness

It's hard for me to explain this endeavor as anything more than what some might see as utterly reprehensible objectification. Guilty!
For those who would say fetish is an immaturity to be transcended for the great things of life to come, I might agree, but with two caveats:
1. Fetish might be one of the Great Things in Life, at least for a while, and in addition,
2. The only way to get past it might be to explore it, thoroughly. In Baccus' Dance with Death all things are realized, said a Philosopher that I will decline to name now because it will make me look even more like an ass hole if you don't like the guy, but ponder his words for a second.
Going on from here, as I work to transcend, perhaps what motivates me in my weak animal moments is the smell and sight of a pretty girl, base as it may be... and to these usually idyll observations I have decided to try to add a little insight, to understand in the mind what the loins only report.

Reasons for Hotness:
Endless refinement within one society (The Horn of Africa)
A fortunate coming together of two groups (French Polynesia)
Crisis Breeding, the loss of a large portion of one gender, leading to increased selectivity (Germany after World War II)
A New Start: a Place where people move to improve their life, the most confident and potentially hottest of a society, starting a new culture that leads to in improved pool of Selectivity (California)
A great article by National Geographic, which seems to be available only in part, laid out some of the science behind attraction. It touched on a few of these themes, notably by saying that we are attracted to people in part if we think they have the greatest genetic variance from ours. This might be an explanation for Europeans tendency for Yellow Fever, and in New World you might call it Native Love, or Squaw Fever.
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Places of Reputed Hotness:

California USA
The American South
Hawaii
Miami: The Capitol of Latin America
The West Coast of Florida: The Dumbest Hottest Women in America
Ivy League Colleges
Washington DC: Power is the Ultimate Aphrodisiac
Around any Important Person
Las Vegas, Nevada: Trashy Hotness Commoditized, although not quite like LA
Las Vegas, Montreal, and Miami Strip Clubs
Jackson, Miss
Anywhere the Sun Shines
Quebec
British Colombia
Sinaloa, Mexico
El Salvador
Cuba
Colombia
Cali, Colombia (Ful Bodied)
Medellin, Colombia (Full Personality)
Bogota, Colombia (Classy)
Armenia and Pereira, Colombia (Sweet and Small Town)
Brazil
Argentina
Afrikaners
The Horn of Africa
Belfast, Ireland
Upper Class England
France
Italy
Spain
Greece, if you like em big!
Germany
Scandinavia
Iceland
Netherlands
Eastern Europe
Russia
Israel
Persia
Dubai
Baliwood
Thailand
Korea
Japan
Western Australia
The Gold Coast
Sydney
French Polynesia

Backpacker Ghettos: Around the World Without Leaving The Comfort of the Cheaply Recommended

Latin America:
Tumaco, Santa Marta, Colombia
Canoa, Ecuador
San Cristobol de Las Casas, Mexico
Cusco, Peru

Asia
The Hippie Trail
The Bannana Pancake Trail

Ubud, Bali, Indonesia
Raleigh Beach, Thailand
Koh Phi Phi Island, Thailand  
Khao San Road, Bangkok, Thailand
Chiang Mai, Thailand
Pai, Chiang Mai Province, Thailand
Vang Viang, Laos     Whooo.. Tubing!


Christchurch, New Zealand


Listless Rio: Cartagena, Colombia

Listless... it's hot.. the rocks seem to sweat.. the smog hangs in the air (I didn't realize how smoggy it was until Sunday morning, when it was clear, and the rest of the week I finally realized was not just 'hazy'). The people.. well, the only people with any spirit seem to be drunk Bogatenos and the guys constantly harassing you to drink at their bar, buy a necklace, sit in their plastic shack on their skeezy beach, or get some blow from their buddy.. sure it has history, but the man who made it most famous, Marquez, moved to Mexico for some reason... I think I know why now.. it has this reputation for being edgy, chic, but, well.. it's not that edgy, and it's not that chic... When you can do what you want, it just kind of becomes normal.. the hookers in Cartagena blend in like one more profession, being high on coke just makes you stand out as annoying, but there is no real party to join, class 'Colombian style' making that a private affair(although I have never been around in January.. when supposedly the place comes alive),..it is expensive for Latin America, and it is, well, old with a history, like that lady at the end of the bar who keeps to herself..
Now one can derive some satisfaction from the history, the place got steam rolled almost as many times as Sicily, but for me it was Francis Drake beating the crap out of them and burning a quarter of the city, which he did in grand style, that made me smile.. the rest seemed like dismal drudgery.. far from being exotic, the history became this sad 500 years of being a safety port for the Spanish Galleons, and now a kind of almost charming backwater that still decided to house a refinery and a container port in competition with Baranquilla that supposedly offers less, but somehow birthed Shakira and Sophia Vergare which is more than Cartagena can claim.. and Panama was where the real action was on the Spanish main, leaving this a provincial capitol of occasional tragedy interrupting decades of mind numbing heat, with an inquisition to boot.. it's kind of a Colombian Philadelphia in that Cartagena decided to ditch the King first, but the spirit of independence feels lost in kind of a blur of day to day.. well.. listlessness, again... other comparisons that might work, a San Diego, or Tampa, Boca Grande might be South Beach if you give it ten more years, if the sea doesn't swallow it first..but ah, that's ten more years in the numbing heat..
It's re-finding it's self, slowly.. the party crowd came, bought up the cool old buildings, but they don't completely share the charm.. the hippies pacified Magdalena, so that it's safe but somehow not an adventure anymore... the rich bought up all the possible public parks and made them parking lots, or condo towers, and what is left is, well, again... listless.. with nary a joke to lighten the load... i feel this is getting repetitive.. it's the listlessness...

Sunday, July 21

Tucson: Hard to Hate

There are a lot of places in America that feel fallen, dystopic, but Tucson ain't one of them.. I could make fun of Arizona for feeling like the last stand of the angry white man, legislatively and otherwise, but Tucson never gives that vibe...

I am not going to argue it's Disneyland, but it's hard to hate.. there's nothing much wrong with it.. commercial signs don't block the view, and life flows easy. Somehow the people here manage to shave off the rough edges of life... I won't pretend it has a small town feel, but it has a medium sized town feel, which is a feat, because it's a large town.. Tucsonians manage to make things their own.. they live in just enough isolation, and with just enough forethought, to do a nice job of living just well enough. I have noticed the Yuppies here aren't that painful, and the counter cultural folks here are neither that interesting nor pissed off, the culture war is stunted by a lack of distance between the opposing forces.. there's a common appreciation of doing things better if they can, and no one group pretends they corner the market on that.. the problems are in Phoenix, or across the border, and people don't honk their horns or act in a hurry or too important.. again, Scottsdale for all that... It's a military town, but it's Air Force, it leads to science geeks and pretty wives at the clubs downtown, not rowdy fights and food stamp enlisted men twitching with PTSD (not that I am blaming them, trust me..), and it's a university town, but it's Arizona, the pretension is to a dull roar, and the rewards are apparent.. Tucsonians might not be too worldly, but they all seem to appreciate what they do have, and are willing to invest to make it better, and they don't try to compete with nature.. there is no schitz there, no fear, no white man overdrive... just living...

I could get into the nuts and bolts of Dark Sky respect, and the Bone Yard and telescopes and Bill Gates, the newest neighbor, but what matters in Tucson is that you can ride into town from some directions and still feel like you are in a place one tenth the size, any town in the American West that still has some of it's soul, not Sedonaized (new age insanity) or Havasuized (white man's bulldozed paradise in the sun) and it's 1972, but not in a bad way, not in a backwards way.. time doesn't seem to be ahead or behind in Tucson, it's right here, calmly right now, and thats pretty healthy...

Tuesday, July 16

Uncle Hugo, ´The Bolivarians' and the 'Movement of the NonAligned': Much Ado.. Part 1

When you watch the likes of Amb. John Bolton grumpily expounding about the failures of the UN in places like Fox News, it becomes pretty easy to start to believe that the only people against world peace are a bunch of grumpy old greedy white guys with corporate pensions and monocles... it starts to look like it's the same old thing all over again, Honkeys keepin' da' brothers and the brown man down. And there is no doubt some truth to that.. hard to say it doesn't occur, or wasn't the rule of Latin Politics and the Monroe Doctrine, Banana Republics and Tin Pot dictatorships held up by Battleship diplomacy and the now much maligned CIA. The Cold Was was the nadir.. guys like Sandino, Fidel, Che Guevara, Ortega and Maurice Bishop and the like walked around trying to undermine this horrible marriage of Corporate interests and Government oppression and corruption, and it gave justification to the US and it's allies, especially after WW II, to any means considered necessary to subvert these efforts, no matter how initially well intentioned, due to the involvement of Soviet Influences. Their help which might have had idealistic motives and perhaps good intentions (never forget what the road to hell is paved with) for  economic equalization and industrialization of these nations, nonetheless also included motives that would have created client states, opened military opportunities that the Soviet exploitation of would have damaged a delicate power balance that kept the world from what all feared was a possible annihilation at the time, Nuclear War, made quite a real possibility to many Citizens of Europe and the United States after the Cuban Missile Crisis. The results of this fear were disastrous in many nations of the world, with body counts in the hundreds of thousands in places like Guatemala and Colombia, 75,000 in El Salvador, and dust ups all over the 20 or so Latin American countries of the world.
But the Cold War ended in 1990, and in the power vacuum some interesting things happened. The US spent less time suppressing popular movements under the Clinton administration, because there was no fear that it would so destabilize the balance, as the US had hegemony for better or for worse, and there was some recuperation and healthy growth in spots, but back to grumpy Bolton first, and his angry mom with the kids in chaos when dad gets home from work bit.
What happened in general was as the client state system weakened, even though the current situation in Syria has proven that it did not dissolve, even 24 years after the fall of the Berlin Wall, the countries of the third world started to realize that they had more in common with each other than their former patrons, and they decided that after in some cases 300+ years of colonization, that the UN might be a good place to get some payback. In fact, this has been happening since the UN was created, but it changed form a bit after the end of the Cold War. Even though there was a claim that there were three camps then, there were really just two, since not joining a camp kind of meant joining the other then, but now there could be three, or four, or five or more..
 I have been watching the world for a while, learning about it's struggles, and I have learned that when there is no strong attempt towards truth and reconciliation, that the blame game goes on indefinitely, and what started to happen was that whether they were harboring grudges or not, the third world nations started to figure out that even if the White Guys in DC controlled the Security Council, that they controlled the General Assembly by sheer mass of Numbers. There are about 200 nations in the world, more ever few years (Welcome to the Club, South Sudan! Sorry Timor Leste, Mommy still loves you, but she´s got a newborn to look after now.. ), and less than 50 of them are what you would consider developed, and since unlike the Security Council, the General Assembly is a flat out one nation one vote democracy, it can get a little, well, Athenian there...
Now it would be pretty un-PC for me to say that it's like the kids getting control of the Class, that is the old perspective of Colonialism, White Munificence, the White Man's Burden.. sigh.. so hard to be born lucky, and that notion doesn't acknowledge the fact that, despite some of these nations perhaps being true tin pot dictatorships, where the presidents nephew wants to go live in NYC so he becomes Ambassador to the UN, that does happen, but there are plenty of these guys who are pretty smart, and are playing their cards wisely, and that included the search for power to benefit their constituencies, their Nations, and in doing so, it makes sense to take over the UN, and this leads us to the Movement of the Non Aligned.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Non-Aligned_Movement
Unfortunately, as you can see, this movement kind of dithers along, never quite impassioned anyone, was kind of a hedge against the Cold War, led by Marshall Tito, a legendarily effective coalition builder, but it kind of is an organization that represents an idea, and that idea continues along at the UN, and that idea can make it feel like an Anti US S@&t show, because there are so many countries, and they all need to demonize someone if it is convenient, and it can be quite convenient to demonize, and it can be easy to control the general assembly and construct things in such a way that they become charities of first world money, which also line third world leaders bank accounts quite nicely, while growing their kleptocracies creating more money to steal, and it all can become such a disaster that outside of the Security Council, a WASPy guy like Bolton, blue collar roots notwithstanding when it comes to redistributive zeal, can start to see it as a mismanaged fiasco.
But now let's add in a Charismatic leader, the aforementioned years of repression in Latin America (Africa, Asia, and well hell, just about everywhere else as well, them Europeans and Americans really did perfect a lot of technology, but the focus of this Blog post will soon become obviously Latin.), the easing of the Monroe Doctrine a bit, an Independence hero with less that perfect democracy credentials, a hell of a lot of Oil Money, and you have Bolivarianism, the new epicenter of the Third World Pity Party, well intention-ed on paper, ego dominated, perhaps a necessary pendulum shift for the victims of the previous 400 years, but nonetheless, a greedy pile on at times of smarmy populist dictatorship, corruption, and control of a newfangled sort for the nations involved, and with some consequences to the Traveler:
I'm Talking about this guy, RIP El Comandante!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VBUo-pYeVfQ
this was the first time the world really heard from him, a Venezuelan Lt. Col. of humble beginnings who got obsessed with Simon Bolivar, who is considered the Liberator of South America from Spanish Rule in the early part of the 1800's, kind of their George Washignton, but despite his zeal, decided to try to become viceroy for life,because he felt that 'practicality' was more important than constitutional jibber jabber, and was only balanced by guys like Santander and others who tried to imitate a more American model of rule of law, similar to the struggles that Benito Juarez fought in Mexico for Constitutional Democracy.
If you don't speak Spanish, Lt. Col. Chavez is admitting his coup attempt failed in that video, asking his fellow conspirators to cease violence in a hastily arranged plea deal that allowed him to live, although he would go to jail, be released two years later, run for president, and the rest is now, well, History.
In the true Bolivarian way, he kept getting himself re-elected, for 15 years until his death. Rights became secondary to the demands of a true populist movement, and even though he won fair elections, or could easily win fair elections even if he did occasionally rig them, he ran a government propaganda machine and shoveled money from the nationalized oil production around Lake Maracaibo (potentially the World largest known reserves.. that's right, more than Saudi Arabia) that made the elections less about a selection of ideas than an outright grade school popularity contest. He did do all sorts of socialist things that can't be argued with after years of kleptocracy and neglect, but he did it all with oil money, not with national sweat, after basically stealing the companies from foreigners, some fat cats, but others legitimate hard working businessmen (met one once, a Vietnam veteran from Louisiana who gave me a ride across the Ahchefalaya Basin once.. he was still a bit pissed), and set up a functional health care system, sold gas at about 25 cents a gallon, and then decided to get involved in other peoples problems, like Bolivar, and like his new mentor Fidel Castro had done with Che Guevara and Cuban expeditionary forces around the world (For the Cubans: Grenada, Angola, Vietnam, Jamaica, Namibia, Laos, Bolivia are just a few I can name off the top of my head where they undoubtedly fought and played a role). The US could less justify suppressing it, they acted like they were parents of teenagers, perhaps feeling a big guilty about the last 200 years in their case, and decided to let democracy, or shall we say self determination of the state as a whole, truly function, let the Teenagers make what might be some bad decisions if they wanted to.
What has developed is a lot like the Pan Arabist movement, of the 70s, that had Nasser's Egypt combining with Syria and Iraq to create a unified Arab state of sorts, or the start of one. It lased briefly from the late 1950s to the early 1960s and the Ba'ath parties of each of these countries were the prime movers of this idea, which was strengthened in large part by demonizing the boogieman of Israel, the go to Straw man of Arab Politics. The US serves as boogieman for the Bolivrians. Like Bolivarianism, it was a funny hybrid of the Local Religion, Catholicism in Bolivarianism, Islam in Pan Arabism, mixed with Socialism. Marxism would have taken on religion as an enemy but in the context of political realism and the greater power struggle and goal for client states that don't have to be as ideologically pure if they play ball, the anti religious views of the true communist like the North Koreans, Chinese, and in the past the Soviets took a back seat, and they provided weapons, training, advice and economic support and trade. The Pan Arabists were therefore sponsored by the then Soviet Block and it's allies, now Russia and it's allies come in and help Bolivarianism in much the same way. It's like the troublemakers or self styled rebels against a perceived or imagined status quo uniting in school, the skater punks, pissed off asian kids, and the latino cafe socialists and gangster types making alliances, and the recent weird fiasco of North Koreans smuggling old Soviet Anti Aircraft System from Cuba through the Panama Canal is kind of exemplary of the kind of outlaws coalescing that occurs when these lines are drawn.
Also in close correspondence with the historical example of Pan Arabism, there was a counter-movement by the monarchies of the Middle East, the Arab Federation, and there appears to be another one growing to counter the Bolivariaons by the more trade oriented countries of Latin America, The Pacific Alliance, but it's hard not to see it as perhaps a US sponsored counter block, although the countires undoubtedly have their own profit and social welfare motivations for joining, as making a more upwardly mobile nation removed the power of Bolivarianist allied movements within their own countries if they can prove that the rising tide of their more capitalist nations lifts all ships. They are Mexico, Colombia and Chile for three.. MExico is actually the world oldest Socialist country by some measures, and the longer you spend there the more this can be apparent, but like Canada, although it may be more left of center, it knows who butters it's bread, the US, and Mexico has the PRD to contend with for the the newly reelected PRI, centrist by mexican standards although not too centrist for corruption, the PRD being Bolivarian sympathetic for Mexico, and Colombia has their long war with the FARC which makes the remaining persons enfranchised in the political system quite conservative and free market.
Since I stalled out in writing a bit.. and well, Hugo umm, got 'poisoned in a mysterious imperialist plot', I am going to publish this and create a part 2 with more juicy details and the effects of all this on the traveler.


Monday, June 10

The Pros and Cons of Colombia

Pro's

Relaxed, non judgmental, if it crossed their mind that they could be.
Somehow modern infrastructure, vehicles and buses, despite the lack of repair or recent enhancement. The 80s were good to Colombia.
Colombians leave foreigners alone, and are live and let live in general. It is considered a bad idea to bother or victimize them unnecessarily, and you will be treated with a casual and perhaps curious deference by all that you would come into contact with under normal circumstances. This actually draws expats to Colombia who just want to be left alone.
The people are calm for the most part... A Colombian will never get in your face.. you might end up dead a week later, but he will calmly and perhaps logically either submit or defend his logic.
Tragically beautiful
Amazing Bird Life, I felt like I saw a new unique bird species everyday without even trying
It's true about the women, they are consistently attractive, and sometimes stunning, and some of hem are fantastic flirts.
Colombia is open for business. Whatever corruption here might be, it usually will not stop you from doing business in the safer areas, as long as you don´t take others on.. They want you there, and can usually see past exploiting you up front to the general benefit you might have.

Con's

is there a war going on?... well, kind of... Civil Rights Laws keep it from boiling over in most of the county, even though the armies can be arrayed and staring at each other for years within miles of population centers you might find youself in. If the Rebels don't shoot first, it just stays that way.. tense, but oddly fascinating. It's hot in a number of places you might want to visit, like the Amazon, and you can get kidnapped, but recently they have been returning people within months.

The most brutish thing about Colombians in the north, the thing that makes me see them as ghoulish, is that they stare at you, and they don't greet you, and you might greet them, and smile, but they just keep staring at you with a blank or challenging look on their face.. it's disconcerting. At first I would smile or say hi and wait for their smile, but it would never come.. I guess I usually never use the usual greeting here "bueno", but they just stare.. if you have a conversation, the might eventually be polite, and open up, but they just stare, and it's kind of horrid.

Latin's in general have this maddening ability to just pretend that things they don't like aren't there...they also walk down the street as if no one else is there, even if hundreds of people are there, constantly walking over each other, or walking into you because they are having a conversation.. the middle class and upper class women are the worst at this..it makes them ugly.. they are in a fantasy land..

In Northern Colombia, there is a real looseness with the truth in the transportation sector. In fact, there is a real looseness with the truth when it comes to money in general in Colombia. As with the Chinese.. they never act as if it is personal to deceive you... you happen to have money, and it would make their life better by getting it from you even if the bus doesn't exactly go where you want it to or cost that much.

Colombians never have change, for denominations as low as two dollars and 50 cents US...

The people never live in the countryside, so it can feel kind of hollow, or nice a bit like the American West where there is no water so people live in towns..but it's not lack of water.. it's fear.. so it's weird.

They aren't callous, but they subtly don't give a shit about each other until you get pretty far south in the colder Andean areas..

bull fighting is fascinating but cowardly.. it taught me that Colombians are afraid to face each other as individuals
They are well groomed savages in some ways.. the distance between the endless empty civility they express and their capacity for savagery is a surprisingly short one.

Colombians don't have a sense of humor.. as if to reinforce it, the national version of John Stewart was killed by paramilitaries about 10 years ago..they are wary, and some can be cajoled into laughing, but in general they are always just kind of quietly wary..

Colombians don´t know how to have a conversation about anything they haven't already discussed.. they just repeat themselves all day.. telling everyone how fine everything is.. how wonderful and great...  que rico... there is very little authenticity at all in Colombia

Colombians are notoriously uninterested in foreigners.. you just kind of mean nothing to them, are too outside of what they can imagine, or want to care about... you can´t make them feel safer, and you can´t make them feel better about themselves. I had the same conversations with everyone I met in Colombia.. until I wanted to scream: How far away is it where you live, how much does it cost to get there.. how many hours in a plane.. They just want to leave Colombia, they don´t care about what they find when the get there, they just assume it will be better... I humored it the whole time I was there, but now I am realizing how dumb they are.. how uninspired their whole system was... no one criticized anything or anyone except occasionally the president for not killing enough FARC. No one wanted to know about the outside world, but not because they were so proud of Colombia, although everyone would give you that empty smile and display so much pride in Colombia, but it was apparent to so many that the country with the 3rd largest population in Latin America should have been better at things like Soccer, Etc.. but Colombia is like a family in crisis, and no one wants to criticize, like not puffing each other up with bring the whole house of cards tumbling down...

Colombia also isn't the coke party in the sky people dream it might be.. they are really quite emotionally conservative.. that party happened in the 70´s was over by the early 90´s, and those still alive are all embarrassed by it now...

If it wasn't for the FARC, all of Colombia would be a big cattle ranch, as they are the secret power while the FARC and the Cartels get all the headlines, the remainder of the uncleared lands are being protected from the cattle ranches by own form or another, because they creep into every place they can, and the civil war helped them by driving people into the cities and off of the arable land, with food these days as likely to be packaged as fresh.
The FARC come across like a bunch of quietly indignant 10 year olds, new to ideals but fervent in them, and carrying machine guns.. whatever glamour they might have had 30 years ago, and whatever moral authority they might have had is fading or gone.. they employ children to fight on behalf of drug dealers, Venezuela, and a communist fantasy that died 15 years ago.. whatever abuses they must have clearly been railing against in the 60's, as this is a truly conservative country, and I can see that it could have made one irate back then, they seem a kind of oddly out of touch and childish bunch, clearly parroting internal propaganda,as their leaders have become quite rich... things they have done give me chills, like the Valle de Cauca Deputados Sequestrados, but their most impressive moments of the last 20 years seem to be on the behalf of the Narcos, not on the behalf of the people of Colombia, who could give a shit anymore, are just tired of being wary, wouldn't even know what to do with relaxation if they had it, maybe pretend to be Cuban or Argentine like they are prone. Watching an interview with any FARC member reveals they have been sucking on their own hot air for more than a generation, that the revolutionary spirit infects only them and those whose ignorance is guaranteed by being stuck within their territories so as to make them look honorable as they are the only show in town...

Monday, May 13

The Annoying Mysterious Round Trip Booking Rule for International Travel

There is some rule, and I have never quite known if it is a regulation, law, or international treaty, that seems to require travelers to have a return ticket to their home country unless they have some form of residency where they are traveling to. I have noticed that Americans and US based airlines are the most anal about it, which has always made me feel like it is a corporate rig for cash.
The apparent purpose of the mysterious condition is this: If an traveler goes to a foreign country and spends all his cash on a tourist visa, or gets robbed, or has some catastrophic attack on his bank account back home, they at least they can be repatriated even if they are out of food and money for a hotel room.
What this does is force travelers who like to be flexible, are required to be flexible by circumstances, or who want to travel elsewhere from their first destination but don't know the date perhaps, or where they might go from there etc., to create an elaborate return itinerary to satisfy some airline desk agent who thinks they look indigent, and essentially, to buy a second ticket just to leave their country. This makes me feel like a prisoner of my birth land, and I resent that, especially when it plays into the hands of corporations, who will sometimes gouge you by making you buy a ticket at the airport. I t also can create havoc for if say, you were going to fly to a country and drive back.. they want you to have some sort of bus ticket, ferry ticket etc. to satisfy them, otherwise you gotto buy a ticket, maybe with a non-refundable fee attached, to meet a government requirement that inconveniences perhaps 10 people for every 1 it is intended to help. It's also an immigration control of sorts I believe. Lot's of people go to foreign countries to stay perhaps longer than their visa will allow, and this is supposed top be an implication that you won't do that since your return date has to be prior to the termination of a traditional tourist visa, which ranges from 10 days to 6 months in most countries, but it does a poor job of that.. for one, you can miss your return flight, cancel it, or just fake one, and stay there if you wish until that country's immigration agency catches up with you. Meanwhile, others are treated a bit like prisoners of their country in some weird version of Napoleonic Law, where you pay to leave.
I asked a lawyer friend who works in immigration to clarify this for me, but never heard back from him. I know that enforcement is inconsistent. It feels like the harder I work to get a return itinerary, they less likely they are to ask me for it. The Airline industry is so screwed up that sometimes one way flight cost more than round trips, but I still feel absurd buying one when I know I won't be using it. almost every Country, from China to New Zealand, has conditions whereby you can prove that you have sufficient funds in your bank account, say 100 dollars per traveler per day, and avoid paying these fees just by providing a bank statement, but the airlines are like gatekeepers, they won{t let you on the flight until you meet their conditions about the return flight... return to sender... your ass belongs to Uncle Sam, and you are stuck in his 3 million square mile prison until you can prove otherwise.
I have done extensive Internet searching and have turned up very little on this. I have asked travel agents, and they just know, or want to know,t hat you have to buy return trip tickets. I have had this discussion in Japan, the US, and a few other places, but no one ever know more..
I'll publish more as I learn more.

Sunday, March 31

Trashy Beach Locations Around the World



Can you taste the Salt Water Toffee!?..
If you have been to one, you have almost been to them all...
When you were 14, they were somehow a dream  of carelessness, indulgence and endless people watching and vice.. now a grim reality...you take the advice of a partially trusted local to check it out, then end up never quite completely trusting their taste again. these are the Coney Island's of the World, without the history, the lore, nor the quirky charm anymore, or perhaps never. Maybe I nostalgize Coney, but I think it was the first, when you could just take a subway there with 2 million other New Yorkers on a hot summer day before Air Conditioning was widely available... then charlatans moved in, gypsy delights of all sorts like freak shows, world's largest, carnival rides, spectacles like dump the chump and my personal favorite, the Nathans Famous Hot Dog Eating Contest to coincide with the Mermaid Parade every 4th of July..  and it hasn't necessarily gotten better..
Some of them offer fun, others faded decadence, some just focus on family diversion, a chance to revel in a sugar high and go between the beach and an under the boardwalk fling.. but when you get home you scratch your head at where it went, how you kind of never noticed the nature all around, how you got sucked into the refined sugar diversions like a week at a carnival, but somehow feel like you might have smiled enough for it to have been worth it..

What defines them seems to be a kind of desperate pandering.. give the people what they want! An experience of the lowest common denominator... cheap food, sun, plastic toys, and trashy shops and entertainments.. I ain't judging, places like this gave us Springsteen and Diving Horses, but it ain't the pristine horse rides of the Black Stallion!
 The places actually worth going to you haven't heard of unless you tried to find them...These are the Trashy Beach Locations of the World..

North America
Coney Island, Brooklyn, New York
Hampton Beach, New Hampshire
Weirs Beach, New Hampshire  Sure it´s inland, but it qualifies!
Montauk, NY  Hamptons Schmamptons, it's trashy!
The Jersey Shore
Saside Heights, New Jersey
Asbury Park, New Jersey
Atlantic City, New Jersey
Ocean Beach, Maryland
Virginia Beach, Virginia
Myrtle Beach, South Carolina
Tybee Island, Georgia (small, has some charm on the edges, but it's cultivating a trashy soul!)
Umm... all of Florida?
Daytona Beach, Florida
Cocoa Beach, Florida
South Miami Beach, Florida The King of what every beach tries to somehow become eventually when they get embarrassed by their trashiness, but sadly, it regressed to the norm, it's no longer the Salsa Party of the 50's replete with Latin Film Stars.. it's now an Israeli T Shirt money laundering operation, the class having moved to the corners.. Verdict: Slightly Trashy despite all pretension
Marathon, Florida
Key West, Florida   Not much beach, but all the trash you want despite the attempts of the Old Guard and some nice architecture.
Tampa Area, Florida  Like a whole Trashy Beach City!
Panama City, Florida
Gulf Shores, Alabama   Unapologetically the Red Neck Riviera.. points for honesty!
South Padre Island, Texas
Michigan City IN
Indiana Beach IN
Venice Beach, California   Sure it's Trashy, but it's sooo good at being trashy you'll actually love it!
Newport Beach, Oregon?
Depoe Bay Oregon
Alki Beach, Seattle, Washington   Seattle isn't comfortable with Trashy, so this place is awkwardly half trashy!
Waikiki Beach, Honalulu, Hawaii
Kona Beach, Hawaii, Hawaii
Hanalei, Kauai, Hawaii   Sorry Boomers, but Puff would have moved out a few years back! Still kind of nice I will admit!

Europe

Brighton (I actually love brighton, but it's got an amusement park on a pier so it belongs on this list!)
Blackpool
Hastings


Latin America

Copacabana Beach, Rio De Janero, Brazil   Brazilian Trashy is still somehow lovable.. and it's getting nicer!
Cancun, Mexico
Medano Beach, Cabo San Lucas, Mexico   From Billigans to Mango Deck,a discrete little chunk of trash!
Playas Del Rosarito, Baja California Frontera, Mexico   It´s TJ's beach.. what more do you need, and, I think it´s the home of the Origininal Senor Frongs... kind of the landmark institution of Mexican trashy beachness.
Alcapolco, Mexico
Atacama, Esmeraldas, Ecuador   Ecuadorians are still pleasant, even when they are trashy!
Boca Grande, Cartagena, Colombia   Stop trying to give me a massage with that Coco Grease, Puta!
Santa Marta, Colombia    Actually a bit more conservative than you might think, but not getting better!
Riohacha, Colombia    small, still a bit traditional, but it's gunna figure out trashy soon...
Puerto Plata, Domincan Republic

Asia
No one quite does trashy like Asia! No Judeo Christian restraint here! just good old fashioned Fun!
Pataya, Thailand
Phuket, Thailand
Kuta Beach, Bali, Indonesia
Siloso Beach, Singapore    Like Everything in Singapore. It looks nice, it's drug free, but trust me it's trashy!


Africa
Durban, South Africa

Australia
The Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia







Friday, March 22

Where The Wild Things Are: The Remaining Truly Wild and Semi-Wild Places on Earth

Wild
definition for me:
Nature seems to overwhelm man, and Natural Selection seems to have the upper hand or a parity with the life extending attempts of civilization

Amazon
Antarctica
New Guinea
The Congo
Alaska
Siberia
The Sahara
Western Saudi Arabia
The Darien Gap
Greenland
The West Coast of Canada
The East Coast of Canada
Ninuvut

Semi Wild
Nature might not be completely in charge, but Civilization's life extending attempts seem to be balanced by a non governmental group of authorities, or a vacuum of authority that leads to a more independent although potentially more savage set of human behaviors.

Sierra Nevada Occidental, Mexico
Western Colombia
Parts of Western China
Somalia
Yemen
American Ghettos
Afghanistan
Parts of Pakistan
Ghettos around the World
Eastern Burma

The Famous Lawless Triangles Defined
The Word Triangle, like adding the word Gate to the name of a Political Scandal, implies a place of danger and sometimes even lawless violence or conflict.

Asia
Emerald Triangle     Burmese, Chinese Laotian Border  Smuggling and Opium
Golden Triangle      Burmese, Thai, and Laotian Border   Smuggling and Opium
Iron Triangle  Area of strong Vietcong resistance to US led war in Vietnam. It was in Bihn Duong PRovice about 25 miles north of the major city of Saigon, now Ho Chi Mihn City, up the Saigon River in what was then South Vietnam. Cu Chi is technically south of the Iron Triangle, but it's famous tunnels were concentrated within the triangle.
The Golden Crescent   A Swath through Pakistan, Afghanistan, and Iran   Smuggling and Opium, and Terrorism  As the Crescent Moon is a symbol in Muslim Countries, it was used to characterize a these areas of hilly to mountainous poppy growing areas around the Hindu Kush
Sunni Triangle    Area of Major Insurrection by Sunni Minority Loyal to Saddam Hussein after American Invasion and Occupation of Iraq in 2003   IT is loosely the environs of Baghdad North to Bayji including Tikrit, and West to Ramadi including Fallujia
Triangle of Death   Area of Major Insurrection by Sunni Minority Loyal To Saddam Hussein after American Invasion and Occupation of Iraq in 2003   Defined as an area South of Baghdad to al Hilah, and west to the Euphrates River

North America
Bermuda Triangle    Sensationalized area of potential paranormal activity to explain missing airplanes and ships over a long period of time. Cornered by Bermuda, Puerto Rico, and the South Florida Coast.
Golden Triangle of Mexico Durango, Sinaloa, and Chihuahua Border   Cocaine Smuggling, and Opium and Marijuana Growth
Emerald Triangle of US  Mendocino, Humboldt, and Trinity Counties on the North Coast of California. Place of Major Illicit Marijuana Growth, most of those involved in these activities are local residents of travelers from other US cities, but with recent activity by Mexican Cartels.
Poppy Pentagon   (Pentagano de Amapola) Opium Growing area that is most of the State of Guerrero Mexico. The corners are Alcapolco, Chilpanchingo, Iguala, Arcelo and Zehuantaneho.







Tuesday, March 19

The Cunard Single Habitation Fee: New Levels in Corporate Self-Entitlement

Riding the QM 2 is a pretty magnificent experience.. but if there is one thing I have noticed about upper class English companies, it's that they can have an absurd sense of entitlement which relies upon the uncomplaining nature of the English middle class, who are the people most likely to ride their boats, in a kind of thrill of a lifetime way.. they are all very pleasant enough, but they pay what they are told to pay.
I once tried to take the Cunard back to England, it's great.. you can go sit on the Queen Mary in Long Beach Harbor and go nowhere, or you can get on the Queen Mary 2, which really is a magnificent ship, and go someplace in a very exciting and relaxing manner, but something so took me by surprise that I canceled the trip, something so absurd that it makes me realize just how cowardly polite people can be.. I was going alone, and the Cunard Line, which is owned by Carnival Cruises (ah, if my friends could see me now!), decided, and this is how it was explained to me, that even though I was paying for my room, logically, the same that 2 people would pay, I was supposed to pay an extra supplement because there wasn't an extra person who might buy things on board... it was about 150$ usd. I was incensed and never showed.. of all the fees discussed in this link, this is perhaps the worst of them, the least justifiable:
http://www.cruisemates.com/articles/single/Single-Supp-072009.cfm#axzz2KvBN2PjN
To break it down, all right, I was paying for the space they had to haul from Brooklyn to Southampton, fair enough, no discount expected there. I didn't expect to pay less because I was alone, even though I was saving them about 250 pounds (weight, not money) in personnel and baggage to move around the ship and across the Atlantic.. the ship was likely too big to notice.. also it was a bit less food,but they load up on the food in the buffets anyhow, something tells me they have plenty left over at the end of the day and that one person doesn't figure in their calculations...but they wanted me to pay extra for the money they might have made had there been another person there, even though I don't gamble nor drink, and my one shipboard expense on my one cruise was to have a nice meal on the back of the boat, which likely cost 50 bucks. To Penalize on an expectation is just wrong, it's a very feminine form of business,it's a guarantee on consumption when they are supposed to be hosts in the traditional sense, responsive but not demanding of my actions once I pay for my room. For a corporation to instill a kind of corporate socialism seemed absurd to me.. the kind of thing they could spread across the 3000 people that do book each voyage instead of coming up with absurd notions like this that singles people out, which just make them seem not classy but arrogant, petty, and selfish, when they are attempting to portray themselves as the epitome of class.
I was actually coming from Indonesia to New York the first time I took the trip, via London, (it was months later that I attempted to return by the Queen Mary to England and demurred due to this), and I was so Jet Lagged that I would go to sleep at 8pm every night, wake up and play the drum kit at the back swimming pool at 4am (which no one seemed to mind), then watch the sun rise and ate the buffet at all the odd hours that my body craved.. I wasn't there to buy spa treatments or big meals, although I did buy one the last day when it was half price for kicks, since I was almost recovered, and I disciplined myself to not smoke a cigar in the cigar bar although it actually was quite pleasant, so I stayed well below the 150 not out of cheapness but just out of personal choice and circumstances, which in this case Cunard is disregarding. It was perhaps the best jet lag recovery I ever had, the cool air and the pretty nifty ship making it all the more pleasant, but somehow I can't get over this, the expected revenue being passed along.. since when did companies get a guarantee, and what does it say about what Cunard and Princess really think about people, their customers. Are we just prisoners to them in a floating shopping mall, a floating Singapore! The HMS Maidstone of Belfast Fame with industrial carpet and a dance show. What ever happened to risk and reward, exchange of good for fiat.. it's the same way Apple treats it's customers, and now Google is starting to clean their clock... Cunard, if you know what's good for you, you should drop this ridiculousness and place people before revenue just once. If you claim to represent class, the monarchy, and a British sense of fair play, what are you on about with this!?

When you can't drink the water...

There is something about places where you can't drink the water. They are like a hot girl with whom you think you might be able to trade affection for helping her straighten out her life, but you know that it will never quite work out. There is a dysfunction to places where the water isn't potable from the tap.. it's usually not just poverty. It's bad leadership, and often times corruption. Drinking water should be the first priority of any culture, and when I find myself drinking out of a plastic f-ing bottle, or worse, a plastic bag or one of those big blue bottles, I am struck by the idea that something is deeply wrong where I am, that greed prevails over logic, and that it's a lousy place to be in an emergency.
It doesn't take much for a hotel to filter it's water, but they don't make any money. If the bottled water guy is friends with the mayor, there likely is never water for a filtration plant this year. The other thing I hear a lot is that if the pipes are broken, sewage and tap water might mix underground, so you should drink bottled water. I don't think it's too difficult to test water, but you never hear of any data, just that you should buy bottled water for a buck a bottle "just in case". Pardon me for being suspicious, but all of this is dysfunction, honest or dishonest.
Somehow running water, clean water, is a metaphor for getting what you need. if you need to work or pay to get clean drinking water, this is a place where you can't truly meet any sophisticated expectations of life. the problem is that these kinds of challenges can be compelling, again, like the dysfunctional girlfriend.. perhaps all she needs is me.. a little European know how, a little American can do.
It does cost a lot to drill a well, thousands of dollars, but I find it funny when everyone has a sound system or a TV set, but they couldn't get it together to put 8,000 bucks together for someone to show up. It all gets into the peril of giving fish instead of teaching how to fish, the perils of aid dependency if you don't let a culture solve it{s own problems, and if you solve those problems, who are you doing it for, you or them. It's like having a teenage kid; you want them to stop being a punk because it's a hassle for you, or because you truly see something better for them? Would it be organic and natural, or forced?
Anyhow, just wanted to vent a little bit.  You see, I am sitting right now in a place where you can't drink the water, and I stared this post in another place a few weeks ago where you could. Both places have trucks and nicely dressed people and restaurants, but no one seems to care enough to take care of the common good here, despite a lot of talk about it. This is no charity case, it´s not hard to add a bit of chloride to the incoming pipe, it's indifference, cowardice, or fear... and seeing it that way helps me move on..