Thursday, November 30, 2006

Alexis Says: Bush is No Coward

and i agree. he's instead a brave man to stand at his podium every day and face the world with the baggage he carries. if i was responsible for america's lack of respect around the globe, the recent fall of the republican party, and the current calamity in iraq, all the while maintaing the audacity to lie to everyone about the situation there, i would have bowed out a long time ago with my tail between my legs. but not g dubs. that guy can stand up to some pretty harsh criticism. i've been trying to figure out how he does it.

his enduring optimism is undeniable in the face of an obvious truth surrounding his presidency -- that he may very well go down in history as the worst president the u.s. has ever (not really) elected. the only thing that i can come up with is that there is an inherent downside to being the president of the united states: that people are so busy telling you what you want to hear that you don't get the naked truth. take those horrible singers that get booted off of american idol in the first round. you know, the ones that the english guy ravages with insults about how someone should have told him/her that they have sub-zero talent? i guess their mothers have chosen blind support over honesty. and the price they pay for not wanting to let a child down? their poor, unassuming babies tie their own nooses and brutally hang themselves for tens of millions of entertained viewers to ridicule.

but g.dubs won't go out like that. he just comes back for more, like a true cowboy. and cowboys are brave.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Syllabus and the Atom Bomb

i should have had a blog a long time ago. truth be told, i really know nothing about blogging so i'll just be flying blind here. since this is my first post, i thought it would be good to specify a few topics on which i'll mainly focus. in no particular order, they are: my general life and everyday experiences; news and current events (regional, national and international); government, politics, and policymaking; my car, my love/hate relationship with car ownership, and mechanics; books (mostly nonfiction because it's my first love) and music; hanging, working, and touring with my band; climate change and environmentalism; vegetarian life; crazy christians and other religious beefs; and the american problem.

i'll start on a light note writing about a heavy book i'm currently reading called 'the making of the atomic bomb' by richard rhodes. mr rhodes has really done his research here, covering in minute detail every aspect of the culmination of events that took place leading up to the invention and use of the atomic bomb. i just finished part one, which was a history of the scientific acheivements of the beginning of the twentieth century, starting with j.j. thompson, lord rutherford, albert einstein, james chadwick, niels bohr, and others, all of whom were the great forefathers of modern chemistry and physics. these guys gave us the atom. remember this from chem and phys 101? well, rhodes tells the story in eloquent prose. it reads like a novel. but i'll give you this: part one was tough to get through. i read it twice. theoretical and nuclear physics is tough to grasp, as i'm sure you could imagine. but now as i enter part two, what calls "a sweeping epic, filled with terror and pity," i feel as if i have just spent the last month climbing the first giant hill on a rollercoaster, and now whoosh! this book is intense. i'll keep you updated. but since you're here and i think this story is rad, here's how badass these guys are: two nobel laureate friends of neils bohr, who left europe at the outset of hitler's war, left their gold nobel prize medals in his possession for safe keeping. in copenhagen, upon word that germany had invaded denmark, bohr thought of these medals and what to do to keep them out of hitler's hands. knowing that exporting gold illegally under german rule was a severely punishable criminal offense, he used his genius in a way that astonishes me. he literally dissolved the gold medals in acid, and just left them on his office shelf, like innocent bell jars filled with black liquid, until the end of the war. then he separated the gold back out and had them recast when the nazis were defeated. unreal!