A South Carolina lady passes

Eartha Kitt, a South Carolina girl who by the stint of her own ability and charm climbed from the cotton fields of the old South to become one of the premier vocalists of the 20th Century died on Christmas - December 25, 2008. She will be missed by everyone who heard her sing. (Photo by Michelle V. Atkins, New York Times.)

Says it all

The Boy in the Striped Pajamas

This week I saw "The Boy in the Striped Pajamas," based on a book written by the Irish novelist John Boyne - he drafted the outline of the book in less than three days. The story revolves around an 8-year old boy who moves from early World War II Berlin with his father, mother and sister to a place in the country. This is a new assignment for his father, a senior officer in the SS, who has been made commandant of a killing concentration camp. The family does not know about this and lives a short distance from the camp in a secluded, beautiful house where the father also keeps his office. The boy is a typical 8-year old and takes to exploring. He encounters the barbed wire fence he believes is to keep the animals out of the farm he has been told is on the other side. He meets and befriends a 8-year old Jewish boy who is a prisoner. The story is about their friendship, betrayal and renewed friendship. The story of innocent youth is well dramatized and the end comes so quickly and with such devastation that when the picture ended no one in the local audience moved. The credits rolled for several minutes showing us the minutiae of even who the electrician was before anyone got up and left. It made such a strong impact. I recommend it highly.
(PS: I apologize if you receive this twice. I sent an earlier e-mail to family and friends but did not intend to load up your inbox.)

Bring back crucifixtion

The United Nations Security Council has given the Secretary General 90 days to come up with a strategy for dealing with piracy. I have given some thought to the subject and offer my opinion as to what may have beneficial results: Bring back crucifixion.

This simple strategy against the pirates in the Indian Ocean off the coast of Somalia, and in the Straits of Malacca, is worth trying. Acts of piracy are on the increase. Holding ships and people for ransom are outrageous criminal acts.

There is no indication that any pirates are acting out against "oppression by infidels" or any other reason often quoted by terrorists. Pirates are not terrorists. They are pure and simple brigands, criminals, murderers and all-around low life's. There is no political movement supporting piracy, no claim to desire a Kingdom of Pirates under any law, man or God's.

We know that Caesar crucified pirates who had kidnapped him and held him for ransom, (admittedly he never succeeded in putting an end to piracy.) Although crucifixion has largely fallen out of style in the Western world, as recently as 2003 an Englishman was sentenced in Saudi Arabia to partial beheading and crucifixion. Partial beheading and crucifixion is one of the punishments known under sharia (traditional Islamic law) as al-hadd, the limit, a reference to the ultimate sanction allowed by God.

Although the Englishman's sentence was not carried out,Saudi Arabia reportedly crucified two highway robbers a few years ago.

We ought not to adopt Islamic law totally in the Western world but in dealing with people to whom Western law (arrests, lawyers, courts, trials, juries, prison sentences, fines, parole, and eventual release) has no fear factor then we should deal with in terms they may well understand and appreciate.

Ships can try to defend themselves with heavy water cannons and ear splitting music to ward off pirates. They may also "pour on the coal" and outrun pirates usually attacking in smaller boats. But it is worth considering the potential payback to catching and crucifying a few pirates and letting them rot in the sun for three days to a week.

Dr. C. Truman Davis* more than 30 years ago wrote an essay on crucifixion which describes the grisly procedure in detail and is worthy of reading. Many pirates may not be able to read and thus may not be scared off, but seeing their buddies Ali, Hosea and whoever hanging on a cross rotting in the hot African sun may well send a message to other pirates to consider a new line of work.

(* Dr. C. Truman Davis is a nationally respected Ophthalmologist, vice president of the American Association of Ophthalmology, and an active figure in the Christian schools movement. He is founder and president of the excellent Trinity Christian School in Mesa Arizona, and a trustee of Grove City College.)

"Shut up, your dirty Baathist"

My nominee for Judge of the Week is Iraq's chief judge Mohammed Oreibi al Khalifa who this week told a defendant he had just sentenced to death to "Shut up, you dirty Baathist," referring to Saddam's Sunni-dominated Baath Party.

The judge's order was directed to a former Baath party official Abdul-Ghani Abdul-Ghafur, who shouted "Down with Persian-U.S. occupation" and "Welcome to death for the sake of Arabism and Islam" as the judge read his sentence of death, according to the Associated Press.

In America, we are accustomed to mainly tolerant judges who hold their tongues under difficult circumstances. It is refreshing - for at least a vicarious moment - to see one speak his mind.

Re-living the memories

The great treasure of pictures which appeared over many years in Life magazine are now becoming available to the public thanks to Life and Google. You can visit this web site and see for yourself. You can also put the site on your screen for frequent visiting or put it in your favorites list so you can find it in the future. This will be a great opportunity to re-visit some of the greatest pictures taken in the last century. Truly a cornucopia of images. And remember these were all done with film cameras, many in black and white - the true medium of the art.

Vox Populi

Two days ago I blogged the subject of bailing out the auto industry and asked for comments. Readers responded from across the country (Las Vegas to Virginia, New England to Florida ) to the question asked on November 19, 2008: Should we bail out the big three Detroit automakers? The responses (following) reflect the same ambivalence as currently reported from Capital Hill:

1. No, unless there is a Chapter 11.

2. Yes with restrictions.

3. My vote for the Car Manufacturers is NO BAILOUT. Let them reorganize like all the other big industries, like the airlines etc. etc.

4. I can't believe I'm saying this, but someone should carefully craft a way of letting them hang. There must be a way to chastise them severely, and yet not let the economy collapse. Our railroads exhibited a similar amount of blindness after World War II and they have suffered for it, but they are now surviving and with the energy crunch it's possible they will have a strong re-growth. Glad I'm not the one who has to make these decisions. They are tough, but there are a lot of little guys who if they fail to keep abreast of things they drown. No one bails them out!

5. As a long-time Honda and Toyota fan, I hate that the Detroit guys got themselves into this pickle, but they have a history of getting us into lemons.

6. Yes, but only with caveats -- total change of top mgt. in all 3, commitment to Hybrids, decreased salaries and benefits for workers, markedly lower CEO salaries, and a reduction of dividends to stockholders. If we were in a normal market all 3 should declare bankruptcy and start over

7. No. (Although regardless of what this administration does, Obama will lend them a hand when he gets in.)

8. Not only no but as Albert would have said, hell, no!

9. No bailout for the Big 3.

10. Absolutely NOT!!! I vote NO.

11., 12, and 13. NO.

Auto industry bailout - yes or no?

The only thing more depressing than a man with a cup begging outside a bus station was the sight of the big three auto executives groveling before a congressional committee and seeking a bailout of the auto industry.

GM wants $10 to $12 billion, Ford $7 to $8 billion and Chrysler $7 billion. This is on top of the earlier $25 billion congress earmarked for auto industry loans.

Opinions are like noses, everybody gets one. The nose is the easy part. It already protrudes from the front of your face when you come screaming and kicking out of the womb and grows as it pleases. Opinions on the other hand take an effort to finalize. Conflicting information and data complicate the formation process. So it is with the prospective bailout.

First, we are told the alternative is too horrible to contemplate. Michael Gerson, op-ed columnist, writing in The Washington Post this morning quotes economists' estimates “that a rapid auto industry meltdown could cost up to 3 million jobs – perhaps sending the jobless rate as high as 9.5 percent.”

Even worse is the “bottomless psychology of panic” that would ensue.

Like every coin there is another side to this story. The big three developed, promoted and sold cars and trucks so big they lost sight of the world trend. Americans who bought them because of the dual macho mentality “bigger is better” and “we’re Americans” got caught up in their own hubris and lost interest fast when the vehicles didn’t hold up, gas prices soared, the economy soured and their own incomes took a hit.

I was part of that group at one time. I was going to be the first on my block to get the Lincoln Navigator. I was as excited as a ten-year old at the prospect of a new bicycle at Christmas. When they were delivered I went to the showroom and gradually came to my senses.

But even when I got “too soon smart” I did so only in part. I drive a Lincoln Towncar, like many Americans over 65 to whom the car was heavily marketed in recent years. Known as the OCM (Official Car of the Mafia) the Towncar will soon be used exclusively as a limousine to take rock stars and divas to Vegas openings and championship fights.

Meanwhile every auto maker based outside the fifty states makes cars smaller, more fuel efficient and less troublesome. And they make them cheaper with non-union labor - but don’t blame only the American unions for Detroit’s troubles. It took two sides to negotiate and approve those now expensive labor contracts. The executives also took the big salaries, stock bonuses and other comps and never looked back. Shareholders took the dividends and profits when the sold appreciated stock.

Now these same executives say they have gotten some of that old time religion and are on track to compete with foreign based auto makers…it is, they claim, only the turmoil in the broader economy that threatens them, according to The Wall Street Journal.

Bailout, yes or no? How would you vote? Send your response to arch@archibald99.com.

No to Quantam of Solace

It has been a long time since I watched a movie I liked less than Quantam of Solace, the current James Bond flick which reportedly has already grossed more than $200 million in world-wide release. It is as if dozens of car chases - and ultimately an airplane chase- are strung together and sandwiched around kicking the daylights out of people. When it really gets going God is left with the difficult task of sorting out the corpses.

Early Bond films protected the free world from the evil Communists and other assorted nut jobs who somehow gained control of nuclear weapons. Bond was the star and the American CIA came across as a friend.

In Solace, the gig is about finding the man who killed Bond's early love and who will contol the water supply in Bolivia. I like water as much as anyone else, but who controls it in some far off land is not high on my list of prime items of interest. Unless Bond ceases his efforts against the bad guys, it is said, "the Americans will take him out."

The film reportedly has at least two dozen factual and continuity flaws, although I did not spot all these during my two hours of boredom. There was a time when a scene ended Hollywood took a still picture of the actors and made sure when the next scene was filmed the actors were dressed exactly as they were earlier. This was especially important to the flow of the finished film. This must be a lost art.

Pigeon-brained espionage

With the election over I turned my attention to other news to catch up on the important, the mundane, the inconsequential and the weird. The Israel News (ynetnews.com) had a report that in late October Iranian security forces had seized two “spy pigeons” near two nuclear enrichment facilities in Iran. Reportedly “metal rings and invisible strings” were attached to one of the birds. (Iranian sources did not clarify how the “invisible strings” could be seen.) Iranian sources say it is possible these birds were being used to spy on the nuclear facilities. They have been turned over to defense officials.

This in itself is not evidence of paranoia in Iran or of a breakdown in mental health or over indulgence in Columbian pharmaceuticals. Last year Iranian police commander Esmaeil Ahmadi-Moqadam reportedly confirmed that 14 squirrels were arrested for espionage and found equipped with the spy gear of foreign agencies. They were stopped before they could act; another triumph for Iranian intelligence services.

I have no first-hand knowledge of spy pigeons, metal rings, invisible strings or squirrels equipped with spy gear. But, in a book* earlier this year, Robert Wallace and Keith Melton told of a CIA plan years ago to use a cat to eavesdrop on an Asian head of state during strategy sessions with his aides. Cats wandered in and out of the rooms and were so common in the region they were usually ignored. The Agency came up with a plan to put a microphone in the ear of the cat, run an antenna wire through his fur and down his back and implant the transmitter and power supply in the base of his skull. A veterinarian’s skillful hands made all this feasible, but after testing and recognizing that the cat handler in the area would have no control over the cat, the project was judged impractical and closed. Maybe the Iranians are reading this book. (*Spycraft: The Secret History of the CIA’s spy techs from communism to Al-Qaeda, Dutton, The Penguin Group, New York.)

Mr. President: Another something to work on

As if we needed another reminder of the terribleness of Alzheimer's, The Wall Street Journal today published the story of a 45-year old man, father of three and former chief financial officer of a hedge fund, who was "diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease, capping nearly five years of uncertainty and fear about his increasing forgetfulness and difficulty with language."

Yesterday, in a discussion with a Mt. Pleasant, SC, dermatologist, he told me years ago he suspected a connection between patients' reactions to injections and surgery and the likelihood of the onset of Alzheimer's. He suspected patients who openly expressed themselves in often vulgar language about the pain and discomfort were likely to eventually be diagnosed with Alzheimer's. Years later his continuing experience in his practice supports this early assessment.

Earlier this year a retired minister at an Alzheimer's conference said when his wife came down with the disease she often uttered words which shocked him, their family and close friends. This was the release of inhibitions exhibited by some Alzheimer's patients.

After the Journal article appeared I looked at the WSJ web site for comments. I was not unduly surprised. Alzheimer's " is the worst disease to which I have ever been exposed, " wrote one daughter whose mother was stricken.

Another wrote, "It destroyed my father who fell into isolation, alcohol and depression at the loss of his life partner and died a year later believing he was being punished by God. What could he have possibly done to deserve this?" Alzheimer's is "a thief of the present and works backward taking your life one grain of sand at a time."

A third said "always keep your eye on the spouse because it takes a horrible toll. We focus on my dad and are helping him move to “Act II” of his life without mom."

After the onset of my wife's Alzheimer's, I spoke with a care giver's advocate. She told me the most important thing for me to do was "to take care of" myself. There is no cure for Alzheimer's - although the search goes on in limited ways. "If the caregiver goes down, everyone goes down," she said. "

So it is in the Journal story today. The wife's life has been turned upside down; she has had to return to the work place; her children's lives have been affected (no one can accurately know the short and long term effects); her husband takes cabs to the golf course and hitches rides home from strangers thereby threatening his own security.

(A friend of mine was found one day more than 100 miles from home and did not know how he got there or where he was. His Alzheimer's diagnosis came shortly thereafter.)

We need a national effort to unlock the secrets of Alzheimer's and discover a cure. The Journal estimates there are more than 500,000 people living with the disease and other forms of dementia "at an atypically young age." We ought not to dress it up with the language of war (e.g. war on poverty, drugs, crime, illegal immigration, etc.) but we need fresh eyes on the disease and potential preventatives or cures.

I hope this will become part of the new administration's efforts to restore America to humane greatness.

The Week That Was

UpDate: Click on either picture to see a larger image.

Today at Franke at Seaside the active lifestyle community held its weekly forum to discuss current events and comment on the past week. The election was a major feature today and the many Republicans in the forum were treated to a Democratic demonstration by myself.

Time to Saddle Up

Barack Obama is the President-elect of the United States of America. Let us all saddle up and ride with him to make our country again the greatest in the world in all respects. Senator John McCain ran a decent and honorable race; he has pledged his support to the President-elect; who can do otherwise?

Anne's Kids - Oct. 2008

Anne's Kids met at The Haven by the Sea, Wells Beach, ME.

Pictured are (l to r): Walter, 3rd child, Barbara, 1st, Charlie, 5th,

Carol, 4th and Francis, 2nd. This is the second reunion of Anne

Archibald's kids in the last three years.

SC Delegation's Bailout Votes

Congressmen Henry Brown, James Clyburn, Bob Inglis, John Spratt and Joe Wilson voted for the $700 billion financial services bailout legislation and Congressman J. Gresham Barrett voted against it. The measure failed 205-228 and the future is uncertain.

Let's Hold "Em Accountable

It is time to pass along the word about how the majority of our Congressmen and Senators in South Carolina do not support active and retired federal employees with their votes. They give us lip service at home and go to Washington and forget us.

In the last Congress five issues were identified by NARFE (National Active and Retired Federal Employees) of interest to these employees and the four Republican congressmen (Henry Brown, Joe Wilson, J. Gresham Barrett and Bob Inglis) voted against all except one (three of them voted to over ride President Bush’s veto of legislation that would prevent a cut in Medicare physician payments and increase payments to physicians). Mr. Barrett even voted against that one, so his NARFE rating is zero. The other three Republicans have a 20% rating having voted for the NARFE position once in five efforts.

The two Democratic congressmen (John Spratt and James Clyburn) voted favorably on all five issues identified by NARFE, 100 percent of the time.

In the U.S. Senate, Republican Senator Lindsey Graham voted against the NARFE position two out of three times and in the third instance did not vote. Republican Senator James DeMint voted against the NARFE position two out of three times and supported it once (a motion to invoke cloture and cut off debate on an amendment.)

All Congressmen and Senator Graham are up for re-election in November and it is time to hold them accountable for their votes…and at a minimum they ought to be asked to explain them when they are campaigning around the State.

More details are at www.narfe.org. Copies of the October NARFE magazine, that contains the details of these votes may be found in local libraries and at meetings of NARFE Chapters in your area.

In Memoriam

During a visit to my local grocery store I learned to my extreme grief from the Assistant Manager that Capt. John Derst raisin bread is dead and gone. The AM said a decision had been made to stop production, no reason given by the Derst man who gave him the news. Me and the AM think this a sad moment, each of us having enjoyed eating the bread for many years. The Derst bakery was founded in Savannah in 1867. Many the nights I sat up late watching a John Wayne cowboy flick, and put a couple of slices of CJD raisin bread in the toaster, lathered each piece with peanut butter and enjoyed the Duke beating the hell out of some bad guy who threatened to kill a young cowboy, rape a maiden or steal a cow. Those were moments to savor. Now such moments have gone the way of five cent cigars and 19 cents gasoline. The Derst bakery business was taken over by Flowers Foods in 2006.

Caught by a bird

(Letter to the Editor, The Post & Courier, Chas. SC, published Sept. 4, 2008)
In his Aug. 28 column, Bryce Donovan said “The prize ornithological catch in the Francis Beidler Forest is what is known as a prothonotary warbler…”

The prothonotary warbler also helped catch a Communist agent in the State Department. In the late 1940s members of the House Committee on Un-American Activities quizzed Whittaker Chambers, a confessed Communist agent, in a closed session about his relationship with Alger Hiss.

Chambers said when Hiss worked at the U.S. State Department he gave classified government information to Chambers to pass on to Moscow.

Chambers told the congressmen several personal things about Hiss in order to convince them of Chambers association with Hiss back in the 1930s. Chambers related Hiss’ excitement one day at having seen a prothonotary warbler in the Washington, D.C. area. This was an extremely rare viewing.

Later when the committee questioned Hiss who steadfastly denied knowing Chambers, one of the congressmen was sitting quietly at the end of the table taking it all in. When it came his time to ask a question he seemed to be more interested in Hiss’ bird watching than associating with a communist agent.

He asked Hiss if he had even seen a prothonotary warbler. Hiss fell into the trap. He related how and when he had seen the bird and how thrilled he was, even to that day, since the warbler was hardly ever seen anywhere except in the Deep South.

What we got the last time

The last time a presumptive Republican president chose an unknown state governor for his running mate we got Spiro Agnew. Now we got the Governor of Alaska, hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm?

Too Ugly for Beijing

How would you like to go through life having been told by the highest authority in your country that you were too ugly to sing in public? This is what happened to sever-year old Yang Pelyl at the opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics. She sang the "Ode to the Motherland" while a nine-year old girl lip-synced it on stage in front of 91,000 attendees and a world-wide TV audience. A member of the Chinese Politburo ordered the switch because Pelyl was said to be too chubby and had crooked baby teeth.

Contrast this with President Harry Truman's conduct more than 60 years ago. He told a young heckler to shut up and sit down in a public forum. Then worried that the young man would carry that chastisement through life, Truman had the Secret Service round up the man. The President talked with him, listened to the man, apologized for snapping at him and sent him on his way. The young man walked away with a smile on his face. The story was released to the media on Truman's orders.

Brett Favre - Green Bay Packers

My youngest child asked me recently for my take on the Brett Favre situation. She said her husband who knows of my great admiration for Favre is curious. The question forced me to pull my thoughts together on the great Green Bay Packers quarterback and his decision to “Un-retire” and play again.

Several years ago some players squawked about their contracts and wanted them enhanced. Favre was quoted as saying that men ought to keep their word and live up to the contracts as written. My reaction to his retirement is in the same vein: he made his decision and told everyone who needed to know. Based on this the Packers leadership made their decision to go with his backup, Aaron Rogers, and begin a new era. Now Favre wants to play again and be the number one QB at Green Bay. I love Brett Favre for all the thrills he gave us over the years and for leading the Packers back to the Super Bowl. But I also believe he should live up to his decision. He gave his word he was done. Let it be. The Packers owe him more than money can ever repay but they too have rights and other obligations. They should not backtrack at this late stage and tell Rogers he has to sit again for another year. It is not fair to that young man. His time has come. He deserves the chance to prove himself.

The Packers also ought not to have trade Favre to his team of choice if in doing so they will endanger their changes of winning the division title and going on to the playoffs and maybe the Super Bowl. The whole thing may play out next week and be resolved in a matter of days. What ever Favre does, including playing elsewhere for someone else, I will continue to admire his accomplishments, but I will also continue to be a fan of the Green Bay Packers.

Save the mice?

"Dear Editor:
"Are we on the verge of losing our collective minds in America? First it was save the whales and then the bobtails. Now someone has come up with a plastic water bottle gizmo that humanely catches and holds "the live mouse until you release it." (Home and Garden Section, pg 1D, July 13 Post & Courier).

"What do we do with this probably disease-carrying live mouse? Take it to a neighbor's yard or to the waterfront and put it on a container ship headed for the South China Sea or the Adriatic?

"And what does this mean to the role of cats in our lives?"

(My Ltr to the Editor, The Post & Courer, Charleston SC, published July 22, 2008)

ANWR = 4 cents a gallon?

Harper's Magazine has an impressive track record for research so it comes as somewhat of a surprise when the editors say (August 2008, pg. 13, Harper's Index) research indicates that the "Estimated amount by which per-gallon gas prices would change if the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge were drilled" is a minus four cents per gallon.

The green area in the photo is the area proposed for drilling.

Happy 4th of July

(Lyrics (originally a poem) by Katherine Lee Bates.)
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
O beautiful for pilgrim feet
Whose stern impassion'd stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness.
America! America!
God mend thine ev'ry flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law.
O beautiful for heroes prov'd
In liberating strife,
Who more than self their country loved,
And mercy more than life.
America! America!
May God thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness,
And ev'ry gain divine.
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears.
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea.

Did he get a watch?

Yesterday the third richest man in the world, Bill Gates, (lower left in the photo) retired from his 33-year job at Microsoft and moved on to philanthrophy. Question: Did he get a gold watch?

Slicing your banana

This is the results of an unscientific study over a period of years and my final conclusion:

Based on my personal research involving the use of many knives and bananas and careful involvement in such activity, it is my contention that it is highly unlikely and practically impossible for a man to slice a banana into a bowl without putting at least one piece of the banana into his mouth during the slicing.

George Carlin dies

The media are reporting this morning that George Carlin the standup comedian who pushed the envelope for more than 50 years has died following health and heart problems. I enjoyed George's adult humor over the years and will miss seeing his occasional HBO specials. His case over the "seven words you can't say on television" went to the U.S. Supreme Court who ruled the words were indecent but not obscene. He delighted in doing a monologue on that subject and those words. One of his recent amusing, sarcastic comments was: "Doesn't it strike you as mildly ironic that most of the people who are against abortion are people you wouldn't want to fuck in the first place?"

Good for health and pocketbook

Walking is good for my health and today it was good on my pocketbook. At a yard sale I bought an almost new walker and transporter chair for use by my wife Mary. The walker comes with a seat she can use if she tires and it has a basket beneath the seat to carry things. The chair is lightweight, has folding handles, removable food pads and will go in the trunk of a car quite easily. The seller started at $80, I came back at $60 and we settled on $70 for the two. Each of these aides for handicapped people easily go for somewhere around $200 each.

500

Hoist a glass for Manny. He hit #500 Saturday night in Baltimore and joined a short list of only 24 men who have hit that many home runs in their careers.

Suite Dreams?

I believe $30,000 for a night's stay in any hotel room is evidence of mental instability, and $47,000 a night - even in Cannes - ought to be grounds for immediate involuntary commitment to a rubber room. Yet there are such places, and people who pay to use them, according to The Wall Steet Journal today (May 28, 2008, pg D1).

One of these places, in the Waldorf Astoria in New York, is called the Presidential suite and has been temporary home to very president since Herbert Hoover. Our prez, however, negotiates a "government rate" for each stay. Does this mean he pays some eighty dollars a night, like a Army corporal on temporary duty somewhere?

What makes a hotel room, even for a President or a mogul from some oil-rich country, or some celebrity not known for trashing premises (known trashers are excluded), worth that kind of money?

Suppose you simple want to impress some chick, or some guy, do you take her/him to Cannes in the expectation that sex will be that much better at $47,000 a night than elsewhere for a grand or two, or even a toss in a nearby Ramada for two hundred bucks?

There are lesser accomodations, some in the $5 to $12 thousand range, all the way from Dubai to Washington but if once you stay at some $30,000 dig these might feel like Motel 6.

Yesterday I looked at some old family pictures. One showed our young daughter sleeping on a blanket on a carpeted floor in a motel more than 30 years ago when we were on vacation. She had been sharing a bed with her sister but went to the floor during the night. It was customary to have the girls and boys double up when we travelled to cut expenses. I wonder if for $5, $12, $30 or $47 thousand dollars a night, there would be separate beds for each family member. If you get to check it out, let me know.

Memory trigger for Alzheimer's patients

I was thrilled yesterday when the keynote speaker at the Alzheimer’s Association 7th annual Elks educational conference in North Charleston asked me to write up my son’s “great idea” to trigger memories for his mother, who has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s.
Jolene Brackey, author of “Creating Moments of Joy,” and leader of her organization, Enhanced Memories, made the request after I described for her and the several hundred people at the conference my son’s accomplishments. “I want to remember this great idea and pass it along,” she said.
Last week Patrick came to my apartment and carried away nine medium sized boxes of family photos and 35mm slides going back almost sixty years. Some of the photos, packed in shoe boxes, were taken before Mary and I ever met. We joked this was a five-year project he was undertaking.
I underestimated Patrick’s interest and skills. By Sunday he had taken a sampling of the collection, digitized them with a scanner into his computer. From there he loaded them onto an Apple TV box which he bought as a Mother’s Day gift earlier in the month.
The box he hooked up to the TV in Mary’s room at Skilled Nursing at Franke at Seaside. We have shown the aides how to use the source button on the TV remote to trigger the show and bring on memories for Mary.
Some of our other children and a grandson have watched these images with their mother, as have I, and laughed at the memories and the times. It is amazing how clothes, hairdos, and appearances have changed. Birthday parties, summer trips, our wedding, Christmas celebrations, etc. are all in this collection and more will come in the future.
These converted photos and slides may be seen at: http://picasaweb.google.com/patrick.archibald Look for “FXA Batch, etc.” There are ten batches currently digitized.
The conference was held at Charleston Elks Lodge #242. Alzheimer’s has been the Elks major state project since 1997. Their slogan is, “Elks working for those who cannot remember.”

Bad news about a friend

The news about Senator Edward Kennedy's malignant brain tumor saddened me tremendously. It is as if it were an intimate and close friend about whom the sad news rolled over the world.

Jesus is Coming - Look busy

Today four adventurous souls living/working at Franke at Seaside walked to the high point on the Ravenel bridge between Mt. Pleasant and Charleston. This is a monthly event offered for residents. I took some digital photos along the way and you may see these the site listed below the picture. I am the man in the black shirt- - which I bought at a George Carlin performance. (If clicking on the URL does not take you to the web site, cut and paste it in your address box.)
http://picasaweb.google.com/archinsc/BridgeWalk05142008 .

Looking to the future

"A few years ago the National Science Foundation put out a scary and much- discussed statistic. In 2004, the group said, 950,000 engineers graduated from China and India, while only 70,000 graduated from the United States. But those numbers are wildly off the mark. If you exclude the car mechanics and repairmen - who are all counted as engineers in Chinese and Indian statistics - the numbers look quite different. Per capita, it turns out, the United States trains more engineers than either of the Asian giants."

"We are living through the third great power shift in modern history. The first was the rise of the Western world, around the 15th century....The second shift which took place in the closing years of the 19th century, was the rise of the United States....During this Pax Americana, the global economy has accelerated dramatically. And that expansion is the driver behind the third great power shift of the modern age - the rise of the rest."

The foregoing are from the upcoming book "The Post-American World," by Fareed Zakaria, a regular contributor to Newsweek magazine. His book is excerpted in the May 12, 2008, issue and the article is well worth reading. I am looking forward to the book itself, due soon in bookstores everywhere free men and women think for themselves.

Hoisting the banner

The banner hung on the Green Monster in Fenway Park at the opening of the season commemorating the 2007 World Series victory may be bigger than mine but mine was hung with the same pride and joy felt in Boston. My banner is on the wall outside my apartment door in the Trailside Building at Franke at Seaside, Mt. Pleasant, SC, where it has already received a couple of compliments. Two of my sons gave me this during last weekend. A friend suggested a cafe curtain rod (instead of a dowel) and I added a light gold chain to the rod.

Wachovia

I believe KEN THOMPSON,Chairman, President and Chief Executive Officer of Wachovia Corporation, who has been in his current position for the past eight years ought to take a 40 percent cut in his annual compensation - since that is the amount Wachovia cut stockholders' dividends today.

All in a row

On my exercise walk this morning I watched a band of ducks, approximately 20 of them, paddle two abreast across the lagoon in our subdivision. When they reached a certain point they switched to single file and made a looping turn and went down the length of the waterway. It was a classic manuever that would have made a drill sergeant at Parris Island proud. It was an enjoyable moment.

An Irish Tale

I got the following from my sister who got it from a friend who passed if on from a friend, etc. etc. With St. Patrick's day around the corner it seems appropriate to be telling Irish tales. Hope you enjoy:

IRISH BIRTH CONTROL

Mrs. Donovan was walking down O'Connell Street in Dublin when she met up with Father Flaherty.
The Father said, 'Top o' the mornin' to ye! Aren't ye Mrs. Donovan and didn't I marry ye and yer hoosband 2 years ago?' She replied, 'Aye, that ye did, Father.'
The Father asked, 'And be there any wee little ones yet?'
She replied, 'No, not yet, Father.'
The Father said, 'Well now, I'm going to Rome next week and I'll light a candle for ye and yer hoosband.'
She replied, 'Oh, thank ye, Father.' They then parted ways.
Some years later they met again. The Father asked, 'Well now, Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?'
She replied, 'Oh, very well, Father!' The Father asked, 'And tell me, have ye any wee ones yet?'
She replied, 'Oh yes, Father! Three sets of twins and 4 singles, 10 in all!'
The Father said, 'That's wonderful! How is yer loving hoosband doing?'
She replied, 'E's gone to Rome to blow out yer fookin' candle.'

New Phone #

Some people cannot organize a two-car funeral. That's an old, worn thin bromide but it applies from time to time. Case in point, my new cable TV, Internet and telephone provider said they would capture from my old provider (who does not cover my current area) the phone number we had for over 40 years at our home in Hanahan. Today, they admitted they failed and shifted the fault to failure to follow procedures, although they never revealed the procedures when they connected the three services. Case of one hand not knowing what the other one is doing. Anyhow, they apologized, threw some dollars my way and the temporary phone # they gave me at hookup is now my permanent land line. So if you would like to chit chat you may reach me at 843 388 7576 (old girl friends, bill collectors, and those wishing to borrow money should continue to call me at the old #.)

Farewell to Hanahan

An 0pen Letter (The Hanahan, Goose Creek, and North Charleston News, February 27, 2008)
Farewell to Hanahan

Dear Editor:

Forty-eight years ago, fresh out of the Air Force, Mary and I and two sons came to live in Hanahan. Now we are leaving and could not just slide out of town without expressing what these 48-years in Hanahan have meant for us.

There could not have been a better place to live and raise a family; (three additional children were born during these years.) This is not an idle statement made by uninformed people. Mary and I were blessed to be curious. We traveled around the world and lived temporarily in Europe, Asia, Australia and South Africa. Always we came back to Hanahan happier than before.

The Hanahan schools and our church prepared our children for life’s challenges, college work and exciting career opportunities. Religious education, local sports and activities, high school sports and band programs, each contributed to making our family’s lives richer in so many ways.

Mary’s involvement in community, school, church and social activities provided some of the most pleasurable moments in her life. Her contributions helped to make Hanahan the best of places for us. She was proud early on to be dubbed, “Frankie’s mother.” The title stuck forever.

I could not have asked for more than the friendships, love and trust given to me. I was privileged to lead the Exchange Club to its first Big “E” award, to be elected to city council, to serve as city judge and to win three terms in the South Carolina House of Representatives.

Recently our son, James, told me he looks around his world and sees spouses and children passing each other like ships on the high seas. He said, “They all eat dinner at different times and spend hardly any time together. I recall how all those years at five-thirty every day we sat at the table, seven people, and ate the evening meal. The day was reviewed. We were congratulated and corrected. Advice, wisdom, humor and love were dispensed. Those were the greatest days of our lives. That is the reason nothing is more important to all of your children than the concept of family.” This concept of family was made possible by life in Hanahan.

Now we start another adventure. Mary lives in Assisted Living at Franke at Seaside and I am taking an apartment there so we can be on the same campus and together daily, as we have been in Hanahan. Physically, we leave – emotionally, we will always be a part of Hanahan, the best place to live and raise a family.

Francis X. Archibald

E-mail.address/phone update

Hello Friends and associates:
I have changed my e-mail to: arch@archibald99.com.
My address has also changed after 44 years. It is now: 1700 Franke Drive, Apr 105, Mt Pleasant SC 29464-3986
Phone: 843 553 1607 (May not connect for 10 days. Being "captured" from previous service provider.

Push polling against Hillary

Got a push polling telephone call this morning alleging that some former FBI agent said Hillary Clinton in 1993 yadda, yadda, yadda. I hung up before I could determine if the push polling favors Barack Obama or John Edwards. I would lean to Edwards' benefiting because African-Americans are unlikely to cite FBI agents as paragons of truth, justice and the American way. The push poller and who paid him are unknown but in the end the question is, "Who benefits?"

PsyOps in Green Bay

PsyOps, long thought as the domain of the CIA and military intelligence, are part of the Green Bay Packers bag of tricks. In the first quarter of Saturday's game against Seattle, temperature 31 degrees and snowing, the Green Bay employee who drove the cart used to take injured players off the field was wearing short pants as he drove an injured Seattle player to the clubhouse. Seattle players and sideline personnel stared at him as they stood shivering in the cold.