Friday, July 12, 2024

L'étendard sanglant est levé

Righty-ho, given that Sunday is Bastille Day, and given the recent national elections in France that drove Marine Le Pen to tears, I think today’s earworm has to be the “Marseillaise” sequence from Casablanca.

If you’re unfamiliar with the context, Major Strasser—a robotically efficient representative of Nazi force—and his posse have waved their collective fascist willies by singing “Die Wacht am Rhein”. It’s an in-your-face expression of who’s driving the car around here.

Charismatic Czech resistance leader Victor Lazlo directs the band in Rick Blaine’s nightclub to counterprogram with “La Marseillaise”, a national anthem literally rising from a revolution. (One of many in French history, but still.) As you can see, the French drown out and defeat the Germans.

It’s not really subtle, although if you recall that “Casablanca” was made in 1942, when the Nazis were still riding high, it was aspirational.

Which is a good message to us all.

(Fun fact: Conrad Veidt, who plays Strasser, was a well-known star of German films in the 20s and 30s. He was also a vehement anti-Nazi, whose refusal to divorce his Jewish wife rendered him unemployable, and the couple left Germany for Britain in 1933. He became a British subject in 1939 and donated both his estate and a portion of all salary received for this film work to the British war effort. He died of a heart attack literally on an L.A. golf course in 1943, age 50.)

 

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Thursday, July 11, 2024

Hibiscus update

I’ve been trying to convince a friend who lives in Austin that if hibiscus shrubs can survive in the ground in Northern Virginia, they can in Texas, too. (He had a bush in a pot, but it apparently grew weary of being carted into the house every winter and out again in the spring, so it gave up the ghost.)

So I sent him the evidence of the pie-plate-sized hibiscus shrubs.

But then I remembered that one of my neighbors has a white hibiscus planted in front of their house, and it’s nearly two full stories tall. I sent him the pix.


I hope he’s inspired to try.

 

 

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Wednesday, July 10, 2024

No step on snek

Will ya look who came by for a visit at the weekend?

He’s the first one I’ve seen since I moved here, and I almost missed him. I was watching a squirrel with an apparently heavy butt (wondering if it might be pregnant), and my gaze moved from it into the middle ground, where I saw the black thing.

It took me a couple of seconds to fit together the optical information and conclude, “snake”; then I fumbled the camera. So the video I got is pretty crappy.

He's passing between the green pot of herbs and the empty black pot. You can see how unconcerned the squirrel is.


Keep an eye on the extreme foreground; he's going at the edge of the house. Yes, I really need to wash that window, but I'm not doing it until mosquito season has passed.

Clearly he had places to go, and did not linger.

 

 

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Tuesday, July 9, 2024

Wishful thinking

When you block someone on Twitter whose ad has been served in your feed, you have to click four times. First three: on the ellipsis to bring up the menu, on “Block [advertising tosser]” and on “Confirm block”.

And then you are served up this pop-up before you can move on:

Believe me, my friends, when I click on “Maybe later”, I mean “That would be on the 32nd of Nevruary.”

 

 

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Monday, July 8, 2024

Gratitude Monday: They're baaaack!

A couple of months ago I was heartened by seeing new growth from the hibiscus shrubs that had been chopped to the ground last fall. These are the ones that produce the largest hibiscus flowers I have ever seen.

I didn’t know whether we’d have blooms this year, but a week ago I noticed these:




“Oh, boy,” I said to myself. “I think these are little proto-bud jobbers.”

Lo and behold, here's what I saw on Friday morning:

And blow me if on Saturday morning I didn’t see these:




And, today:

I am so, so grateful that my pie-plate-sized hibiscus have returned.

 

 

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