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Time for another post about the missing Malaysian Airways Flight 370.  I haven’t been posting on this because there has been little actual news, just lots of (often crazy) speculation.  However, it was reported last night the Australian Authorities using satellite recon pictures may have spotted potential debris in the Indian Ocean southwest of Australia.  Aircraft and surface vessels have been dispatched, but the sheer size of the search area and bad weather make actual confirmation/recovery a long shot at best.

Good Luck

So, while not really wanting to board the speculation bandwagon, I will put a couple things out there.  I’ll call it educated speculation.  There are some responsible people with knowledge of the aircraft, airline flight procedures, etc. that are attempting to put together scenarios that fit in with the known facts.  Recently a theory was put forth that this was an accident and the cause was a fire on board that eventually incapacited the crew and passengers and the plane continued to fly on automated systems until it eventually crashed when it ran out of fuel.  Link to that article here.  You may want to read it then come back.  Back now? OK.  Now a pilot debunks that theory here in what seems to me to be a very credible way.  Go ahead and read that.  Back?  OK, good.  I still believe that the simplest explanation will turn out to be the correct one.  And I’m leaning toward the simplest explanation being an act of air piracy though we don’t know by whom or for what purpose or whether they succeeded (landed) or failed (crashed).  This mystery is a long way from being solved.

Here’s another puzzle piece to put on the table since I am working on the double sided 3D jigsaw puzzle of Life Or Whatever This Is.  The easiest pieces are those from the past because I know where I’ve been.  The colors, shapes and edges are distinct which makes it a little easier for me to see where they fit together.  The present pieces are somewhat more challenging.  They’re not solid – the shapes change; the outlines are fuzzy.  They might fit in anywhere – I have to keep moving them around until they lock in.  The future pieces have no form at all, however…..the spaces I need to fill are taking shape.  Will the pieces I create fit in those spaces?

Are You a Novice, or Expert?

How’s you’re puzzle coming along?

I am a big Peanuts fan and I have mixed feelings about this.  It will probably be very good or very bad.  I guess I will hope for the best, the trailer looks pretty cute.

I seem to associate Peanuts with good memories from my childhood,  One of my friends had a few paperback anthologies which were just collections of Peanuts comic strips and we would spend hours reading those.  Of course Snoopy was a favorite.  There were life lessons in those comics, very subtle, not preachy.  They could be absorbed effortlessly, almost unknowingly.  Subliminally, as it were.  I remember when the Peanuts TV specials came out and honestly at the time they seemed a little lame.  The only one I really care for today is “A Charlie Brown Christmas”, though “It’s the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown” is not bad if just for the World War I Flying Ace sequence.  “A Charlie Brown Christmas” was the first of the specials made and done on a shoestring budget.  The story of how it was made is interesting in that it nearly wasn’t made at all.  TV executives wanted to cut the classic scene of Linus telling the true meaning of Christmas and Schulz was adamant about it being kept in.  Then there is the iconic theme music, the title song which is “Linus and Lucy” by jazz musician Vince Guaraldi who is coincidentally also a northern California native, hailing from San Francisco’s North Beach neighborhood.  This little song has withstood the test of time and I belive it will still be heard long after I am gone.

There is a Charles Schulz Museum in Santa Rosa, California that I have visited.  It is surprisingly large and as an adult you can easily spend an afternoon there.  The kids may be bored after an hour, but most kids today probably don’t even know what Peanuts is (yet).  Definitely worth a visit if you are in or going to be in northern California.  Well, here’s hoping that Peanuts in 3D! will be a classic and keep the Peanuts legacy going for a few more generations.

I confess to being a bit of a language snob.  That is, I may make a judgement of a person’s character or intelligence based on how they speak.  Even though I often habitually use language that is informal or incorrect – what would be called colloquialisms, slang or the dreaded jargon.  I actually prefer it in speaking and in writing.  I am, however, careful not to expose myself to the potential harsh judgement of other language snobs and am on My Best Behavior in situations where I am with other language snobs or unsure of the company.  Here at the blog you will frequently see me in my rhetorical underwear.  Language snobs – don’t look!

You talkin’ to me?

That’s why it was with interest that I read “In Defense of Talking Funny” by Kory Stamper at her blog Harmless Drudgery.  As a defender of talking funny she has some cred (see what I did there?) since she is a lexicographer at Merriam-Webster.  I may e-mail her and ask if she gets to carry a badge or something.  But I digress.  In reading her article she gave a name to the practice of changing how we speak in different situations.  In those instances what we are doing is changing dialects, a practice she refers to as “code-switching”.  But what is a dialect?  I will quote the lexicographer’s explanation of what makes a dialect:

To get technical, dialects are varieties of a language that have their own set of speakers with their own vocabulary, grammatical rules, and accent, and they can be regional, socioeconomic, ethnic,  tonal, and even a combination thereof. American English has eight major dialects–or 24, or hundreds, depending on who you ask and what they define as a “dialect.”

So languages are made up of dialects and English is no different, and the casual language I have adopted is a dialect.  I don’t know where it came from, I’d like to believe I invented it myself.  MikeSpeak.  Truth is it’s probably local and something I have learned.  Also, it turns out most of us don’t just speak a dialect, but switch between several depending on the situation, which frustrates language snobs everywhere who want to know why no one can speak english anymore.  Ms. Stamper tells us that Standard English, while being a dialect in and of itself, is the language used by people with power and prestige.  OK, I get that.  When I want to appear educated, influential or powerful I will break out the Standard English lest the powerful Standard English Speakers judge me.  

I am a practioner and also a victim of language snobbery.  Turns out that makes me normal.  Who would have guessed that?  Me being normal, I mean.  But it also makes me human.  It is human nature for us to judge those different from us – whether it is how we speak or how we look.  And it is human nature to try and fit in.  So we keep being human.  And if people are talkin’ funny it’s not the end of the world.  They’re just being people.  

Writing yesterday’s Saint Patrick’s Day post brought back fond memories of my 2009 trip to Ireland.  Though to be truthful the actual experience was somewhat stressful since we did not book a tour.  Rather we made our own reservations, rented cars and drove ourselves around.  So there was a fair amount of feeling a little “lost”.  At least they spoke English – sort of.  Going back through my pictures, I thought I would share a few more with you.  Again, you can click on the image to see a larger version.  If you’d like any more info, ask in the comments and I’ll answer.

Lismore Castle

Lismore Castle in County Waterford, once owned by Sir Walter Raleigh.  The site has been occupied since the 7th Century, but the current buildings were built in the mid-18th century.  We did not go inside as the grounds were closed at the time we were passing through the area.

The Town of Dungarvan in the distance

This is the view of the town of Dungarvan from one of the places we stayed in County Waterford, the Seaview B&B.  A very nice place reasonably priced – I recommend it.

A typical Irish town. I do not recall the name of this one where we made a rest stop.

Here is a main street of a typical Irish town.  I believe the pink building on the left is a pub.  There is always a pub.

Here’s a better shot

Yep..I was right.  It’s Danny O’Shea’s.  No google listing.  There is a D. O’Shea’s Hotel on google but this isn’t it.

OK, that’s all for now.  If you want to see more or know any more about the subject, please inquire in the comments.

Saint Patrick’s Day is not merely a commercial holiday designed to sell green beer, party goods and corned beef, it is a cultural and religious holiday commemorating the arrival of Christianity in Ireland.  Saint Patrick was a 5th Century Christian missionary, considered the primary Patron Saint of the island.  You may follow the links to learn more via wikipedia.  It was not my sole intention to give a history lesson, but to share my personal experience of walking some of the same ground walked by Pádraig.

I was fortunate to be able to travel to Ireland in 2009 and one of the places I visited was The Rock of Cashel, a historic site in County Tipperary.

The Rock of Cashel

The site was the traditional seat of the Kings of Munster prior to the Norman Invasion and is reputed to be where the (then current) King of Munster was converted to Christianity by Saint Patrick in the 5th Century.  The oldest buildings remaining on the site date from ca. 1100, though there is a cross there they call Saint Patrick’s Cross and it is said to date from the King’s conversion in the 5th century.

Saint Patrick’s Cross

I found this to be truly a beautiful place, and it gave me pause to think how many lives have intersected here.

Their Domain as once viewed by Great Kings.  Looking out over County Tipperary

All photos are mine.  You can click on each image to see a larger version.

And so remember all who came before us and that Saint Patrick’s Day has been a long time in the making.

A little night-funny…..well sorta funny anyway.  Something to take our minds off air piracy and the invasion of Crimea.  Here is a 7 minute video of close calls – some of the luckiest idiots you will ever see.  Also, Russian dashcam video is epic.

Enjoy!

All bets are off now.

Reuters reports: Radar Data Suggests Missing Malaysia Plane Deliberately Flown Way Off Course: Sources

Associated Press:  1 US Theory Is Someone Diverted Missing Plane

New York Times: Satellite Firm Says Its Data From Jet Could Offer Location

How Can An Airliner Just Disappear?  The same way your Porsche disappears from your driveway.

Someone steals it.

Yeah, I thought so.

Mummified Michigan Woman Seemingly Voted In the Afterlife, Records Show.

Nothing to see here…move along.

Everyone is familiar with the word thanks as a courtesy that is proffered when a kindness or benefit transpires between one person and another, such as sending a thank you card for a gift or thanking a customer for their patronage.  And the convention is that you are appreciative of something nice done or given to you.  What I am talking about here is THANKS!  Which for me is existing (or attempting to exist) in a state of perpetual gratitude for everything God has made possible for me.  If you are an atheist or agnostic feel free to substitute “reality” or “the universe” or whatever you like for “God”.  He’ll forgive you 😉

It’s easy to be thankful for the good things in our lives – we all say that we have so much to be thankful for.  But were it not for the bad, the good would be meaningless.  Without winter would the spring feel as warm? If there were never sorrow could we be happy?  If there were no bad people in the world would we be able to appreciate the good?

For every kindness life has offered you then there is somewhere a slight to be thankful for.  

And for me that is the profound beauty of what I believe is God’s Creation – that it encompasses all.  And that is why I say THANKS! writ large – to encompass it all.