Blackest Friday: Humans Emulate Crazy Rasberry Ants

For some reason, I missed the first round of buzz on crazy rasberry ants which have invaded six counties in Texas. They’re named after Tom Rasberry, the exterminator who first identified them. Tom’s not crazy, but the ants are – they move about in random, riotous fashion rather than in orderly formations. They apparently have voracious appetites for electronics which they destroy by feeding on insulation. Even the folks at NASA’s Johnson Space Center are worried.  Texas A&M, USDA, the Texas Department of Agriculture and others have formed a task force to address the Crazy, Rasberry Ant Problem (CRAP?).

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How interesting (and disturbing) to be reading about the crazy ants today – the day we humans (with voracious appetites for electronics and moving in riotous fashion) have managed to trample to death a Walmart associate in our day-after-Thanksgiving, shopping frenzy.  We’ve also reduced ourselves to a shoot-out at Toys-R-Us, of all places. Where’s the task force on Black Friday Disease (BFD?)?

Dart the Mighty Hunter

Rodent Bigotry Part 2

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Dart-the-Cat (son of Dodge) doing what comes naturally.

Ironic Flap In Flying, Flightless Fowl (or Foul)

This award-winning tv spot from the Washington State Lottery Commission just started reappearing (it first aired last Spring and then vanished) I have to admit it’s a great ad – puts a smile on my face everytime – especially that little penguin instinctively flapping his stubby wings (flippers when he’s swimming in his natural environment).

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The Lottery Commission put a few bucks into the ad. It’s not like some middle-aged hang-glider just wandered in with the video and wondered if anyone wanted to use it.  The ad is a joint effort of  Publicis West, Sticks+Stones Studios and FisherEdit/Fisher FX. The birds were never more than a few feet off the ground, filmed in front of a green screen. (No birds were hurt or scared shitless filming this ad.)

The ad is supposed to make you realize all the crazy/wonderful things you can do (for less fortunates) if you win a bundle of money playing the lottery. If there was surge in lottery sales this year, it probably has less to do with the ad and more to do with tough economic times - which tend to increase gambling dollars spent close to home.

Subtext should include the fact that you have about as much chance of winning the lottery as the poor emu has of flying (with or without a hang-glider).

Washington State lottery dollars are distributed at approximately this split: 61% to winners; 20% to school construction (the best thing); 15% administrative & sales costs; 2.5% to sports stadiums; .06 % to economic development; .05% to address problem gambling.

Washington State is a big gambling state. The Washington State government profits from many gambling venues:  partnering on some, regulating some, totally directing others and accepting large sums of lobbying dollars.  The venues include the lottery, private card rooms, pull tabs, a large number of Indian casinos; and para-mutual (horse race) wagering.

Ironically (and ostensibly to save us all from ourselves), the Washington legislature has made playing online poker in the privacy of your own home a felony (on a par with sexual assault and distribution of pornography).  The law was passed rapidly, fueled by incidents of teenagers running up huge credit card debt at online poker sites and with the help of large sums of lobbying dollars from Indian casinos.

Teenagers running up huge online gambling debts is a parenting problem, not an online gambling problem. When online poker was legal, one could play for as little as 5 or 10 cents per wager – a fun option for people who want to play poker without investing a lot of money.  Minimums at brick-and-mortar casinos run between $3 and $5 per wager with $100 minimum buy-ins for poker games.  Poker involves skill – it’s not a blind game of chance – like lotteries.  Minimum purchase price for any of the multitude of available Washington lottery games is $1.00 per ticket.    What’s wrong with this picture?

Like the UIEGA, the Washington State legislation falls back on the idea that online poker players risk being cheated by unregulated off-shore sites.  There have been incidents of cheating and intentional fraud, but overall, the online poker community has self-regulated. Like other online networks, online poker players spread the word fast – sites that allow cheating or intentionally defraud fade fast.

Cute flying fowl commercials don’t erase the hypocrisy of this “protectionist” legislation. The reality is this: Washington’s government encourages you to gamble – but not unless they get their rake from the pot.

Our Well, The Red Squirrel Guard and Rodent Bigotry

A family of red squirrels has taken up residence in our pump house. Can’t blame them, the pump house is well insulated and a couple of 100-watt light bulbs keep it toasty over the winter. This will be the squirrels’ second winter there and, unfortunately, the population has increased enough that they’ve started messing with the insulation. squirrelI fear it’s only a matter of time before one takes a big, final bite out of an electrical wire. (Pretend I never said that, maybe we’ll make it through this winter with no fatalities or electrical failures.)

Why don’t I get rid of them, you ask? Simple. They’re CUTE! I can’t bring myself to evict them. I know how they get in the pump house – can’t get myself to plug the hole. They travel to and from the pump house and a large, nearby cedar. Little pump house guards, they scold the cats and me as we approach. What would I do with them if I trapped them? Using poisons near the well-head is a theoretical no-no. (Although, we have a drilled, 233-foot well, with a sealed head outside of the pump house proper, so the poison thing is somewhat less critical. Still, you don’t want to inadvertently contaminate your own water supply.)

The problem will only get worse, you say. That’s true. But I’m also armed with the knowledge that we’re rebuilding the pump house next Spring – a more exotic water system involving larger tanks and possibly harvesting geo-thermal energy. (Griz is an engineer, he can’t stop himself.) So whatever damage the squirrels render is only temporary.

So you won’t poison the squirrels to avoid contaminating the water, you say. Well, what about water contamination by squirrel poop? Hedging: a little organic matter in the water never hurts, obviously one can’t control all forms of contamination – like insect parts, dust, the occasional tiny turd. Our well-water is also treated. The guts of the pump house are a chlorination and filtration system – which would probably also handle warfarin if I decided to use poison and any made it into the water. I admit it – my squirrel diplomacy is all rationalization, based on cuteness.

You’ll change your mind when they chew the wiring and the water stops flowing, you say. But no, our well is low-flow artesian and located at the top of our sloping property. We get water even when the power is out (though with less volume – no dishwasher or laundry in power outages).

But if the wiring gets damaged, you’ll have to call an electrician, you say – and that can get expensive. Handily, of the many varieties of engineer – Griz just happens to the electrical type. (I know, I SO take him for granted.)

Squirrels are rodents, of course; but by virture of their “cuteness,” most of us don’t think of them that way. You know if a family of rats (even mice) was living in the pump house, I’d get rid of them in a flash. IT’S RODENT DISCRIMINATION – and it’s based on that classic premise of discrimination – how you look established through cultural precedents based on how your ancestors looked.

I admit it – I’m a mouse/rat bigot. Spiritually, I try to honor ALL life, but when it comes to mice and rats,  I’ll honor them outside of my house (and outbuildings), thank you. I don’t bat an eye when the cats capture a mouse or field vole (aka field mouse); I praise the cats as good hunters, look the other way and let them have their fun and snack. In summer, the cats are also reasonably successful bringing in baby wood rabbits. When the bunnies seem unharmed (other than psychological trauma), I sometimes rescue them. Definitely discrimination - possibly even betrayal from the cats’ point of view.

Although the squirrels’ arborial skills make them a rarer variety of prey, Dart sometimes snags an adult squirrel as it traverses the ground from tree to tree. But when the prey is that large (full sized voles, half-grown bunnies, adult squirrels), the cats make a quick kill and don’t play around – so there is no option for rescue. Law of the wild – that’s what I tell myself. I’m not one of those who promotes making vegans out of cats. Cats are true carnivores, not even omnivores like dogs. Other than attempting to train the cats to keep their prey out of the house (not always successful), I don’t mess with their hunts – other than when it’s those CUTE little bunnies.

I’m not going to roust the squirrels. Let them have another warm winter, although I’m a little concerned about creating a generation of red squirrels that won’t grow thick winter coats – light-bulb dependent tamiasciurus hudsonicus. When eviction occurs, I’ll handle it as the weather warms – at least give the little buggers a chance to fluff-up before the next cycle of cold temperatures.

The mice, rats and voles, of course, will have to fend for themselves against all elements, including the cats.

The Elusive Bobcat and the Blogging "OFF" Switch

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A Blogging Hermit Status Report That last post on on Most Memorable Hermit Dick Proenneke flipped a switch. It flipped my blogging switch to the”OFF” position and I’ve been searching for the “ON” switch for a whole week now. I’ve had several opportunities and flashes of insight that would have easily translated into decent posts, [...]

Documenting a Life: Hermit Dick Proenneke "Alone in the Wilderness"

No Most Memorable Hermits list would be complete without Dick Proenneke (1916-2003) whose hermit life can frequently be viewed during PBS pledge-drives. “Alone in the Wilderness” tells Proenneke’s story of life alone in Alaska, relying on simple hand tools and his own physical labor to build  his cabin and sustain himself with little outside assistance – no small feat [...]

Definitely Keeping Low Profiles: Two 19th Century Female Hermits

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Here’s two short, telling articles from The New York Times archives. This one was published July 12, 1880: Other than being a reclusive hermit, we don’t really get any explanation of why Julia’s considered a “peculiar being.” That was probably peculiar enough. “Why she chose a hermit’s life is not known?” If my only available means of support were servant (unmarried), servant [...]

Requiem for WAMU: Gone the Way of Namu and Shamu*

At Griz’ insistence, I’m going to write about my personal sadness over the seizure Thursday by federal regulators of Washington Mutual Bank and the concurrent firesale of WAMU’s assets to JP Morgan Chase.  I am not an economist and have never worked in banking or any part of the financial sector, so much of what I have to say may sound extremely naive if not downright stupid. Oh, too bad – what are blogs for (especially one that not many read anyway). Disclaimer: I have been a customer of Washington Mutual (WAMU) since the days when they were a lowly Seattle savings bank.  I also have financial interests with Chase Bank. I hold no stock in either institution. It appears I may suffer some inconvenience, but I will take no personal loss as the result of this seizure and sale. I’m just a customer – one who admittedly used Washington Mutual primarily as a cash-flow utility, and sometimes a mortgage-bank. I’ve rarely rested any significant assets there; although, I did purchase a small certificate of deposit or two back in the day when there was some profitability in doing so.

WAMU was founded the same year Washington State was granted statehood – 1889. That’s a long history of good business down the tubes. Survival through the Great Depression was probably the result of staying an in-state savings bank.  WAMU’s transition to commercial banking and interstate expansion began in the 1980′s.

I always liked Washington Mutual – it was a bank with heart. That was particularly true before their expansion, but even afterward, the WAMU branch employees were always friendly to all customers – whether the customer owned five accounts and a big mortgage, or just one little free checking account. Those free checking accounts (free even with insignificant min. balances) will undoubtedly be a thing of the past with Chase Bank, who from my experience is very fee-oriented.  It’s not something us “more-fortunates” think about, but those monthly, per check and high NSF fees deprive low-income citizens from bank accounts – they just can’t afford them. A  minimum balance of even $500 is out of their reach.

I’ve also always thought the Washington Mutual Tower – WAMU’s former headquarters building is one of Seattle’s most distinctive.  The 55-story building is the second-highest in Seattle’s skyline. With a bluish-green tint, it rises over the “Emerald City” to a spire that resembles the tin-woodman’s hat.

That Washington Mutual became known as WAMU a few years ago tickled me, too – something Pacific Northtwesty about the abbreviation, on a par with Namu and Shamu, the first pair of captured orcas (killer whales) that launched the whole trained-orca entertainment business. (I consider training large sea mammals to entertain tourists only slightly less humane than making 95% ARMs on $350,000 homes for middle-income families who leverage their 401K’s for a down payment and haven’t a snowball’s-chance-in-hell of maintaining the monthly payments once the interest rate goes up a single point.)

*Although Namu and Shamu were the first male and female orcas captured for human entertainment and both are long deceased; Sea World now owns the trademark names Namu and Shamu and uses these names for generations of captive, trained orcas.

Greed by WAMU management set up the bank’s decline. During the height of the real-estate boom and sub-prime mortgage frenzy, you couldn’t walk into the branch to get cash without someone (even the tellers) trying to sell you a less-expensive mortgage once they identified you as a “valued” customer. Two weeks ago WAMU changed CEO’s and put itself up for sale. JP Morgan/Chase was one of four interested buyers. JP Morgan was also in negotiations with WAMU last year, but backed out of a merger when the WAMU stock was at $10 per share. Last week WAMU’s price per share last week fluctuated between $1.23 and $3 as hopes of a federal bail-out rose and fell.

Here’s my totally fictional conjecture of what finally killed the WAMU whale – why WAMU got seized rather than bailed-out:

Treasury Sec. Paulson: Congress isn’t going for it, Mr. President.
Dubya: I don’t get it. Look at all the money we’ve already spent bailing, what’s the big deal?
Paulson: They want oversight to see how we use the money. They want to restrict golden parachutes for bank executives.
Dubya: We can’t have that – we’ve gotta protect those banker boys, we owe ‘em. What can we do here to push things along? Maybe we need to kick up a little dust.
Paulson: I suppose we could actually send the regulators in and sieze one of the banks that’s on the brink.
Dubya: How do we do that? Are there any particular one’s that would be a good example. Any in Democrats’ states? He, he.
Paulson: Well, Washington Mutual’s the biggest, wouldn’t hurt to get it out of the bail-out anyway. That way if we have to compromise on the total bail-out package – WAMU’s big lump will already be out of the figures. It’s a Seattle based bank – Democratic governor and senators (all women by the way), majority of their congressmen are dems, too.
Dubya: Sounds good – that’ll surprise those Dem bitches. So we just march in and take over – federal employees grab up the bank like evidence in a drug raid or something?  What do we do with it then?
Paulson:  Ideally, we only have to hold it until we find a buyer for the residue. We’ll just be selling the assets. No one will buy the bad mortgages though, we’ll be stuck with those, you understand.
Dubya and Paulson together smiling: SOMEONE ELSE’S PROBLEM!
Dubya: How do we find these potential buyers – can we let them know ahead of time so they’re ready to take it off our hands?
Paulson: We could pre-arrange the sale – so the buyer just takes over as soon as the regulators seize the bank.  JPMorgan/Chase has been interested in WAMU for a long time – they want to expand onto the west coast. WAMU’s got lots of branches out there and stuff. Chase’s people have already been making inquiries to our people. They don’t really want WAMU rescued and off the market – they are so close to getting their hands on it.
Dubja: JP Morgan/Chase, huh? Yeah, I like them boys. Wasn’t it them that helped us out with Bear-Stearns? Let’s get them boys in here and see how much they really wanna pay for WAMU.

And the rest is sad history.  In June 2008, Washingotn Mutual’s assets were listed at over $200 billion.  On September 25, 2008, JP Morgan/Chase purchased  WAMU’s assets for $1.9 billion. (Incidentally, WAMU’s recently hired CEO, Brooklyn banker Alan Fishman was coincidentally in New York during the FDIC/JP Morgan negotiations and subsequent seizure of WAMU. He will walk away with approximately $20 million for 2 weeks’ work – combined signing incentive, year’s salary and, of course,  golden parachute).

Note to my blogging coach smays.com: If the conjecture in this post inadvertently touches close enough to the truth that I wake up Monday morning with Homeland Security on my front porch; or if I wind up having my taxes audited for the next 30-years for no particular reason, I will never forgive you.

Dances with Bears, Part 2: "Call the Sheriff, That Bear’s Illegally Parked."

My good-neighbor policy toward our local black bears is not without detractors. We once called our closest neighbor to tell her of a sow (Mom Bear) with cub toward the back part of our property. Knowing the neighbor sometimes walks with her dogs near the bears’ location, we wanted her to avoid the area until the bear moved on. The neighbor’s first reaction was “Did you call the sheriff?” – something that never even occurred to us. Was the Sheriff supposed to arrest the bear, or just issue a citation? We provided the neighbor with some bear education, but I don’t think she was listening. She was scared.

News stories of “troublesome” black bears surface every couple of weeks in Western Washington. Black bears are, of course, no more troublesome than they ever were. Human/bear interaction has just increased with the last decade’s real-estate development boom. (Thankfully, slowing of late.) Many of the humans involved have no wildlife education. They are urban dwellers come to forest’s edge via the paved cul-de-sac in front of their new home. When real-estate agents are selling great family neighborhoods, they rarely mention that “last year your front yard belonged to a family of black bears” No surprise the bears’ new neighbors come with no rules of human to bear etiquette.

I think developers grabbing up habitat and transforming it into human neighborhoods should be required to provide wildlife educational material with every home sale. To help motivate due vigilance on the educational requirement, they should also have to fund all subsequent “trap and relocate” costs when the inevitable “meeting of mammals” occurs.

Nuisance wildlife (mostly bears, and an occasional cougar) are the responsibility of Washington State’s Department of Fish and Wildlife. Their nuisance wildlife reports rose by nearly 10 times between 2003 and 2007 – the local development peak. There are not 10 times as many bears. Bears are no more interested in being around humans than ever. For every bear that is seen, it’s estimated there are 10 or 15 that stay completely hidden. The big culprit is humans – especially those who carelessly (or intentionally) create easy food sources which attract the bears. “Nuisance bears” are often recently launched youngsters looking for their own territory.

Black bears have fairly lousy eyesight, and moderate hearing – but their nose rules their lives. They are opportunistic omnivores, primarily vegetarians (although they will eat small mammals, fish, reptiles and insects when they don’t have to work too hard for them). They sometimes eat fresh carrion. But no food smell is more interesting to bears than that “supermarket” treasure trove they find near human houses. Once they find it, it’s hard for them to resist and they can’t be discouraged. The only fix (short of death) is relocation.

Attracting bears with food is easy – smelly garbage, dirty barbecues, bird feeders and pet foods. If you can’t keep the garbage inside until pick-up, it should at least be tightly bagged within the garbage can. (Environmental paradox: use plastic to protect the bears.) People who leave food out for those “cute, little raccoons” are just asking for trouble. Even if they are fortunate enough to avoid a bear on their deck, as the population of fed raccoons increases, the raccoons themselves become very aggressive. Small dogs and cats don’t have a chance against a competitive or provoked raccoon. Humans who feed the wildlife, ruin it for everyone (including the critters). Once the animals equate garbage can or porch with food source, everyone in the neighborhood is subject to unwanted visitors. This is why education is so important.

Common sites of nuisance bear reports are also schools. New elementary schools to support new homes are often located in sylvan settings. Black bears don’t wander out of the forest in search of little kids to eat, but they are attracted to all the goodies in those lunch pails. Lunch box contents get traded, carelessly discarded, left behind and lost. The bears just follow their noses.

Perhaps part of the problem is Western Washington has some big metropolitan areas – people don’t usually think of the Seattle area as “wildland” or bear country. States like Alaska and Wyoming have active wildlife education programs to protect citizens. Washington State needs more of that.  With no grizzlies, we don’t really have “big bad bears,” we just have big, misunderstood bears – and (from the bears’ perspective) “big, bad,” misinformed humans.

Solitude and Personal Self-Sufficiency – External and Internal

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I’ve been following Kierkegaarden on Twitter.  My hermit nature was recently attracted to this: “Someone out in a blizzard dressed in the lightest summer clothes is not as exposed as one who wills to be a solitary human being in a world where everything is alliance and accordingly, with the selfishness of the alliance, demands [...]