I’m working diligently on learning various aspects of programming, and I’m neglecting my bloggerly duties, so (in case either of my reader is interested) I’ll leave you with a couple of cheap programming jokes.
There are 10 kinds of people: those who understand binary, and those who don’t.
Why it’s a good thing Shakespeare wasn’t a programmer:
By almost any measure, 2008 was a complete disaster for Wall Street — except, that is, when the bonuses arrived.
Despite crippling losses, multibillion-dollar bailouts and the passing of some of the most prominent names in the business, employees at financial companies in New York, the now-diminished world capital of capital, collected an estimated $18.4 billion in bonuses for the year.
Some bankers took home millions last year even as their employers lost billions.
The state comptroller, Thomas P. DiNapoli, said it was unclear if banks had used taxpayer money for the bonuses, a possibility that strikes corporate governance experts, and indeed many ordinary Americans, as outrageous. He urged the Obama administration to examine the issue closely.
“The issue of transparency is a significant one, and there needs to be an accounting about whether there was any taxpayer money used to pay bonuses or to pay for corporate jets (see Citigroup Likely to Face Criticism Over Jet, New York Times, Jan 26) or dividends or anything else,” Mr. DiNapoli said in an interview.
Lucian A. Bebchuk, a professor at Harvard Law School and expert on executive compensation, called the 2008 bonus figure “disconcerting.” Bonuses, he said, are meant to reward good performance and retain employees. But Wall Street disbursed billions despite staggering losses and a shrinking job market.
“This was neither the sixth-best year in terms of aggregate profits, nor was it the sixth-most-difficult year in terms of retaining employees,” Professor Bebchuk said.
Echoing Mr. DiNapoli, Professor Bebchuk said he was concerned that banks might be using taxpayer money to subsidize bonuses or dividends to stockholders. “What the government has been trying to do is shore up capital, and any diversion of capital out of banks, whether in the form of dividends or large payments to employees, really undermines what we are trying to do,” he said.
Bonuses paid by one troubled Wall Street firm, Merrill Lynch, have come under particular scrutiny during the last week.
Andrew M. Cuomo, the New York attorney general, has issued subpoenas to John A. Thain, Merrill’s former chief executive, and to an executive at Bank of America, which recently acquired Merrill, asking for information about Merrill’s decision to pay $4 billion to $5 billion in bonuses despite new, gaping losses that forced Bank of America to seek a second financial lifeline from Washington.
As President Obama spreads his New Testament balm over the capital, I’m longing for a bit of Old Testament wrath.
Couldn’t he throw down his BlackBerry tablet and smash it in anger over the feckless financiers, the gods of gold and their idols — in this case not a gilt calf but an $87,000 area rug, a cache of diamond Tiffany and Cartier watches and a French-made luxury corporate jet?
she added:
Senator [Carl] Levin said that the financiers will not be able to change their warped mentality, but will have to be reined in by Geithner’s new leashes. “I have no confidence that they intend or desire to change,” Levin told me. “These bankers got away with murder, and it’s obscene that close to nothing is being asked of financial institutions. I get incensed at the thought that a bank that’s getting billions of dollars in taxpayer money is out there buying fancy new airplanes.”
New York’s attorney general, Andrew Cuomo, always gratifying on the issue of clawing back money from the greedy creeps on Wall Street, on Tuesday subpoenaed [John} Thain, the former Merrill Lynch chief executive, over $4 billion in bonuses he handed out as the failing firm was bought by Bank of America.
[Maria] Bartiromo… asked Thain to explain, when jobs and salaries were being cut at his firm, how he could justify spending $1 million to renovate his office. As The Daily Beast and CNBC reported, big-ticket items included curtains for $28,000, a pair of chairs for $87,000, fabric for a “Roman Shade” for $11,000, Regency chairs for $24,000, six wall sconces for $2,700, a $13,000 chandelier in the private dining room and six dining chairs for $37,000, a “custom coffee table” for $16,000, an antique commode “on legs” for $35,000, and a $1,400 “parchment waste can.”
and finally:
How are these ruthless, careless ghouls who murdered the economy still walking around (not to mention that sociopathic sadist Bernie Madoff?) — and not as perps?
Personnel & Credits: Backing Vocals – Gail Kantor , Hilda Harris, Maretha Stewart, Tasha Thomas Bass – Jeffrey Aldrich , John Lee Drums – Gerry Brown , Michael Carvin Engineer – George Klabin Engineer [Assistant] – Bob Troeller ,Tim Sadler Guitar – Jim Solberg, Steve Khan Guitar, Vocals – Luther Allison Keyboards – Richard Tee Percussion – Ralph MacDonald Piano – Mac Rebennack Piano, Organ – Larry Byrne Producer – Mark Meyerson , Michael Cuscuna Saxophone [Alto] – Lew Del Gatto, Richard Drake Saxophone [Baritone] – Bruce Johnstone Saxophone [Tenor] – Michael Brecker Trumpet – Randy Brecker
Anyway, I grew up in the ’70s, a hideous time to grow up despite what the alarming proliferation of “Classic Rock” radio stations might seem to indicate. So I did the logical thing: I resigned (culturally speaking) from My Generation, and looked around for alternatives. One of these alternatives was blues– real blues— not the pack of Eric Clapton wannabees that claimed to be “bluesmen”. …
When I was 16, I saw an album reviewed in Guitar Player Magazine called Night Life by Luther Allison. The review intrigued me, and I went down to the local record store to special order a copy from that huge yellow book of album releases they used to have (does anyone know if anyone still uses that?). Being 16 in the 1970s, I was a moron, and didn’t know who all the session musicians were, but I knew I really liked this album. The musicians listed in the credits included (but were not limited to) Mac Rebennack (Dr. John, who– if I remember correctly– also produced), Alain Toussaint (piano), David “Fathead” Newman (who plays all the sizzling saxaphone tracks on the album), John Lee(bass), Gerry Brown(drums), Brecker Brothers(horns) and Steve Kahn(rhythm guitar).
(if anyone out there still has the liner notes from this one, by all means– send them to me!!!)
The album was realeased on Gordy (as in the Motown founder) records, and they had no idea how to market this guy, because Luther Allison was a Chicago Blues man, and Gordy was used to handling souls acts. The record died in the market, and has been out of print for literally decades. I lost the album in Life’s Eternal Shuffle™, and have been trying to find another copy ever since.
Well, last night, I found it in mp3 format, and broke one of my computer security rules: never to download from one of those virus-infested torrent sites. So I made sure my anti-virus files were up-to-date, and downloaded the album. And here it is:
Luther Allison
Opening Track, Side 2: Night Life, written by (the then largely unknown) Willie Nelson
Track 2, Side 2: Full Speed Ahead
Track 4, Side 2: Bloomington Closing, by Freddie King
So there you have it– an introduction to the music of the late great Luther Allison.
It seemed like such a good idea at the time: what better way to celebrate the Czech Republic’s presidency of the European Union than a giant art installation, with input from every member state, showing what we really feel about our place in Europe?
True, some of the 27 entries were a little unusual. The eight-tonne work, entitled Entropa, depicted Romania as a Dracula theme park and the Netherlands as completely covered by water, with only the tops of minarets sticking out. The French component had the word “Strike!” emblazoned on it. And was that a hint of a swastika in the German entry, a bird’s-eye view of a series of autobahns? …
I was waiting for the bus in Sebastopol, trying to get back home to Graton, when I noticed a lot of people in various forms of costume– most pertaining to Christmas themes– were walking past me at the bus stop. I asked what it was, and they mentioned there was an impending Chistmas Tree liughting ceremony in the square across the street. I decided to blow off that but & catch a later one, so I could experience a community event.
I went from feeling somewhat scrooge-like to feeling a lot better after.
For more photos, click HERE. For larger versions of the photos (below) click on photos.
My roommate was not feeling well, so she drove me back to town, so I could eat & take a few pictures around town. They were having a gallery closing reception when I showed up there.