Separate the myth from the man
Time to study some history, so that I can separate the myth from the man.
Our neighbours adorn their pettiest of change with the profiles of the greatest of their leaders. We put intermarried cousins. Go figure (one cent at a time). While working through supper, and a quick lesson in Island history, the TV paused on Lincoln. Which I hadn’t seen, despite the awards. The story was familiar; Canada tends to soak up the neighbour’s tales of woe in a manner unequaled elsewhere.
Anyhow, Daniel Day Lewis scores another major victory. The man is a chameleon. Others were familiar faces taking on roles. He was a role in an unfamiliar face. And I stayed with the story until the final fade to black. Spielberg had something to do with the cohesiveness of the movie, and the soundtrack used a few familiar melodies, but the story… I’m going to have to read a few books, to find out why this president stands more than a head taller than most. GWB, you ain’t all that!
Today was another “set up some iPhones” afternoon. Slippery gadgets, nothing more. I now can upgrade and flush a config with the best of them, although there is no intent to getting a second career in a mall kiosk.
Also did some study on what a real generator might cost, should I decide to skip ahead and ignore power failures. It appears that $5K will get me 17KW, on a pad, with a fat fuel tank. When I threw the idea across to a friend, he didn’t guffaw.
