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MARIHUANA WILL NEVER be legalized predicts Kevin Drum because for it to happen, the U.S. would have to renounce its agreement to the 1961 Single Convention on Narcotic Drugs which was signed by virtually every other country in the world. Drum, a non-smoker himself, analyzed the pot situation in four pages of Mother Jones’ summer drug issue whose front cover bears the words “totally wasted.” He suggested that even if the blessed herb was legalized, consumption wouldn’t rise very much because most people who smoke it can already find it easily enough. And even though it’s freely available in Holland, use there is pretty much on a par with most other countries. One advantage of legalizing the weed could be to lower alcohol use, currently numbering 80,000 deaths a year. “Even a 50 per cent increase in cannabis use might be a benefit if it led to lower rates in the use of other drugs”, Drum claims. With widespread agreement that the so-called war on drugs as been a costly failure maybe we’ve reached a tipping point, Drum surmises. “Even GOP icon Arnold Schwarzenegger now says, ‘I think it’s time for debate’”.
IN CALIFORNIA, says the Nation, a bill is en route to the State Legislature to impose an excise tax on marihuana sellers and charge buyer‘s sales tax, a move that could reap the state about $1.3 billion a year. The mag claims that “an increasing number of the state’s political figures…argue that the country’s harsh drug policies are not financially viable and no longer command majority support among he voting public”.
ARGUMENTS ABOUT AUTHENTICITY certainly aren’t new to the art world but when a museum curator changes her mind about a work, the discussion gets more heated. At stake here is the reputation of Francisco Goya (1746-1838) whose The Colossus was venerated by Madrid’s Prado. Art News described the picture as “a sort of patriotic history lesson in oil on canvas by one of the nation’s most illustrious citizens”. The Prado’s curator of 18th century paintings, Manuela Mena, once proclaimed it a masterpiece, until she had second thoughts, writing that “the way it is painted… is technically opposed to Goya’s way of working”. Art specialists have jumped in on both sides, two calling Mena’s arguments “scandalous for their errors and sophistries”, and another describing the painting as “a poorly executed pastiche”. The furore, says Art News, has generated “heated responses in the contentious field of Goya scholarship”.
A GIANT AIRBAG, something like those that inflate in automobile crashes, might be ideal to protect houses when raging fires approach. Popular Science demonstrates a huge airbag made from fireproof fabric that can be inflated as the homeowner leaves and which is kept erect over the house by fans pumping air into flexible tubes that maintain a taught exoskeleton above the roof.
Fem philosopher Germaine Greer (b.1939) whose 1970 book The Female Eunuch (“a direct and candid description of female sexuality”-Wikipedia) sold millions because it was derided as much as praised, is the obvious model for next year’s The Female of the Species. Starring Annette Bening, the drama, at the Geffen Playhouse is about the author of a book called Madame Ovary. Her second title was The Complete Insignificance of Male Sexuality. (Quoth Ms. Greer: “Freud is the father of psychoanalysis. It has no mother.)
THE AVERAGE CUSTOMER for a Hewlett Packard printer subsequently spends three times as much for ink as he did for the printer writes columnist Anne Kadet in Smart Money, which explains why the company doesn’t bother about losing $30 on every printer sold. In fact Hp makes twice as much money on its print division as it does on personal computers, aided by the fact that a print cartridge costs three dollars to make and usually sells for $30.
IN A SUPPLEMENT labeled Do Almost Anything! (Count Cards…Stop a fight…Look Good on TV), Wired magazine relays instructions from the Chronobiology Research Institute on how to Sleep Two Hours a Day. The secret, it reveals, is to take a 20-minute nap every two hours, something that presumably demands having a flexible work place. It warns that the first seven days of deprivation “will be sheer misery, but stay on track”.
THE WILCOCK WEB: Why aren’t state legislators obliged to buy and pay for their own cars?….And seeing that the ones in both New York and California aren’t actually working, why are they still being paid?…. The world’s richest soccer club, Real Madrid, just paid $120 million to the world’s second richest, Manchester United, for the services of Portuguese-born forward Cristiano Ronaldom 24, described by the Independent as “a quintessential peacock male”…. ….”Finance” quips Robert Sarnoff, “is the art of passing currency from hand to hand until it finally disappears”….Complaints about the inelegant grunting noises made by female tennis players at Wimbledon prompted critics to measure their volume and one player clocked in at 109 decibels, “almost as loud as a plane taking off” remarks The Week…. A Dallas-based company, SkinzWraps, has produced an adhesive, dimpled fabric which can wrap cars offering an aerodynamic surface like a golf ball which reportedly improves fuel efficiency by 20 per cent….Continental Airlines has developed a seat that extends outwards enough to allow lying down….Italian scientists are planning to burn algae from Venice’s canals to produce biofuels…. The substance found in red wine, resveratrol, touted by Dr. Mehmet Oz on Oprah Winfrey’s show has “given rise to an overnight industry of shadowy peddlers of the stuff” reports Forbes which advises caution by its potential users….The U.S. Army is developing a solar-powered flexible screen that can be worn on the wrist and receive maps and directions….“Political correctness is to thought what sentimentality is to compassion”--anonymous
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February 12, 2015
It was the first handwritten letter I'd received in 5 years. Or maybe 10. Signed by John Wilcock, a man I'd never heard of, and postmarked Ojai, Calif., it was waiting for me when I returned from my São Paulo-to-New York summer trip. Mr. Wilcock wrote that he had been an assistant editor at The Times Travel section back in the 1950s, and had written the first editions of “Mexico on $5 a Day,” “Greece on $5 a Day” and “Japan on $5 a Day” for Arthur Frommer in the 1960s.
By George, I thought. This man was the original Frugal Traveler.
Forty years ago the second of my three books about magic was published, A Guide to Occult Britain (Sidgwick & Jackson) covering a wide range of sites from Stonehenge to Loch Ness and King Arthur country to the witches of Pendle Hill. It is now available as an eBook on amazon.com.
"A GOOD WAY to describe John Wilcock is to say that he is a talented bohemian counter-culture journalist who once played a major role in the emergence of America’s underground press. Born 1927 in Sheffield, England, he left school aged 16 to work on various newspapers in England, and on Toronto periodicals before moving to New York City. There in 1955 he became one of the five founders of the Village Voice in which he and co-founder Norman Mailer wrote weekly columns. Wilcock called his column “The Village Square”, an intended pun. He and young Mailer were not quite friends, although Wilcock was at times annoyed, but always amused, by Mailer’s monstrous ego."
-From the preface of Manhattan Memories, by Martin Gardner