There’s a wonderful story in last week-end’s The Sunday Times, a British newspaper, written by Matthew Campbell concerning the loss of an important island that has been used previously to define the limits of Mexico’s maritime
Old map with Bermeja
border (read oil!). Here’s an extract:
The mystery has come to haunt Mexico as unrelentingly as one of its beloved soap operas: where is Bermeja, an island off the Yucatan coast that appears to have vanished without trace?
The disappearance of Bermeja is no laughing matter – it would allow Mexico to extend its maritime border some 55 miles further north, helping it to fight off what it sees as American encroachment on its claims to potentially vast oil reserves in the Mexican Gulf.
This is the first time in my life where a major natural disaster has happened around me, so to speak. Now some 2 days later, here are some reflections. The small stories have so much more power to affect one.
That knowing that hundreds of homes here in San Carlos and in nearby Guaymas have been flooded out doesn’t have such a powerful affect as seeing an individual’s possessions spread out in the sun.
People of all sorts and backgrounds love to spread rumours. There seems to be a human need to be the spreader of new information, even if it is far from correct. Just about anything that one wanted to know, or even more importantly needed to know, had to be very carefully sieved. Better to find out yourself because the chances are that whomsoever is saying this or that has got their facts wrong. Amazingly, some of the worst gossip was coming from people who weren’t even in the area!
That knowing that we had 28 inches of rain fall wasn’t as powerful as seeing our neighbour’s swimming pool fill up from
Empty - Full in 30 hours
empty!
The electricity workers were marvellous. They came in from far and wide and worked all the daylight hours available. It made me realise that, ultimately, we don’t accord sufficient money and status to the guys who keep the electricity flowing and too much status and money to those that have jobs that would cease instantly in a world without electricity, clean water and public sewerage systems.
The small acts of generosity were powerfully touching! Charlie and Tracy had a large leg of lamb that wasn’t going to keep without a functioning freezer. So they cooked it up and invited three other couples to share it. Thanks guys!
Within hours of the rain ceasing on the 3rd (Thursday) and people started venturing out and about, either to find provisions or just to stare open-mouthed at the effect of Nature, some poor sod had his car catch fire. You really had to feel sorry for him – this was not a great time!
And on a very personal note, Jean worked with me in mopping up rain water from 2am on Wednesday 2nd (the height of the storm) and still managed to serve a beautiful hot meal of tasty baked chicken legs in the evening. She is a special lady.
US Government Policy encourages next round of foreclosures!
Call me crazy but I thought that the sudden rise in single-family home mortgage foreclosures that began a year or so back was one of the main causes of the current financial crisis.
And that many of these foreclosures resulted from families over-extending themselves, taking on too much debt given their income and other financial obligations, in part because of incentive programs designed to reduce the upfront cost of the home and the monthly mortgage payments during the first several years of home ownership.
So why is Washington pushing to expand and extend the first-time home buyer tax credit?
Just a quick note to say that ‘normal’ service will be resumed in the morning, local time here in Mexico.
Day 1 of Jimena
Jimena struck San Carlos, where we are presently living, late afternoon on the 1st September. Electricity was restored a couple of hours ago. (I write these few words at 6.30 pm on Sunday, 6th.)
Where the capital city is called Edinburgh of the Seven Seas
My great buddy of 30 years, Dan, Californian born and bred, recently emailed me saying that he had spent a fascinating hour reading the website of Tristan da Cunha. Most British people will have some odd recollection about this very remote community living in the South Atlantic because the islands are part of the United Kingdom. TDCU 1ZZ is, in fact, the UK postcode for Tristan da Cunha.
The settlement on Tristan
This is not a place which has a habit of making main-stream news! Indeed, one could not imagine a more distant part of the planet. Well you won’t imagine a more distant place. Tristan da Cunha is the most remotely inhabited archipelago on Planet Earth. Indeed, only one island, Tristan, is inhabited and, according to the website there are just 264 British citizens there today.
Earlier it was mentioned that most British will have some vague recollection of Tristan. More likely, that will be those British who were born before, say, 1950.
Fourier approaches to the theory of volume holography.
Anyone who takes a doctorate with the above subject title has to have a well-functioning brain. I know John. He does.
John Lewis, as I have always known him until reading his Blog, and I met a good many years ago when we both were members of a private flying group that operated a Socata (French) TB20, G BPAS.
TB20 G-BPAS
It was based at Exeter in Devon, SW England. Both of us were/are private pilots.
We flew together on many an occasion and it was clear from the start that John approached everything in life from, well in his own words, “…. motivated by an interest in what things are, how they work and how they are used.” Say no more!
Well, as luck would have it, the joys of social networking brought us back in touch recently and we had a jolly good chin-wag. With a bonus.
Recently had the opportunity to visit a factory belonging to Horst Engineering in the nearby town of Guaymas (pronounced whymas), Sonora, Mexico. The factor manager is an American, Andy Law, who, with his lovely wife, lives across the road.
It is simply ages since I have seen a precision engineering factory at work. Not only was I impressed but it took me on a long trip down memory lane, with a couple of strands: engineering tools and the British defence industry.
But before the reminisces, a word about the calibre of the young Mexicans working for Andy. Unlike so many of the locals who one comes across, these bright, young men and women are committed, self-motivated, multi-lingual (Sp/Eng) citizens. It was a treat to observe them and hear Andy speak so highly of them. Mexico sorely needs up-coming generations of highly capable people.
A while ago a comment on Baseline Scenario jumped off the screen at me. I was intrigued because the author of this comment used words with power and insightfulness. That author was Patrice Ayme. It’s a nom de plume. [NB. Not it isn’t, see comments below] The sub-heading at the top of this Post is from his Blog. Here’s an extract from the About section of that Blog.
This is a site that tries to find out what is really happening, and what is not, what is right and what is wrong, on many important questions, and in all sorts of ways. In other words thinking is applied relentlessly, the way evolution made it, as the ultimate instrument of domination of anything in sight (be it domination of oneself, of one’s own ideas and emotions, or domination of the universe). Thinking evolved to predict effectively and ambitiously, not to cower in a corner, modest and dazed. Prometheus’ punishment was a regrettable misunderstanding: we did not steal fire from someone, we created our mastery of fire, and fire made us what we are, as we wished. Mastering fire was not a sin, the Greco-Romans were wrong on that one. Fire was part of what we have evolved to be; masters of the universe, for better or worse.