Saigon 1968

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It’s hard to imagine it’s been 45 years but “time flies where you’re having fun”.  A post by a blogging friend about her childhood in 1947 caused me to reminisce about my own history.  Somehow, I have managed to keep hold of a photo album I’ve have for that time in spite of dozens of moves since then  So, I reached in to the dark recesses of my desk, pulled it out, scanned a picture and present it to you here.

ImageThis is me at 16 in Saigon, or what used to be called Saigon in the former South Viet Nam.  Today, it’s Ho Chi Minh City, Viet Nam.

A question I get often is, “Why were you in Viet Nam at 16?”  My father was working for the State Department and the assignment was Viet Nam.  He said he’d go if he could take his family.  After 26…

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The Woman Who Jumped Up For Jesse Owens

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‘You could easily take the day off tomorrow,’ Lotte pleaded with Alex as they walked along the flagged “Unter den Linden”. Berliners were proud that their city was hosting the Olympics and they had pulled out all stops to make the games a success. Nazis or no Nazis it would have been the same without them as far as they were concerned.

Lotte wanted to see Jesse Owens run in the 100m sprint final and had hoped Alex, her husband would go with her.

‘Please, come with me Alex,’ she beseeched him.

‘Look at all those people, they have so much fun. We will have so much fun together.’

Alex bought two ice-creams from a seller with a small, mobile stand. The ice cream came in huge shells, made out of wafers, and while handing Lotte her ice-cream he said,

‘You know, I have to go to the office and…

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SEEN ON TV: THE STORY OF THE STATUE OF LIBERTY

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Did you know that the man thanks to whom it was finally possible to put Frederic Bartholdi´s Statue of Liberty on her today´s spot on Liberty Island (former Bedloe´s Island) in New York wasn´t even invited to its unveiling ceremony?

Joseph Pulitzer who ran the “New York World” (an avant-garde of the so called “yellow journalism”) organised a clever campaign that greatly helped collect the financial means necessary to build the pedestal for the statue (the statue itself was a gift from the people of France to the people of the great, democratic America). Although the statue was ready and already shipped over from France, the Americans were still discussing who should pay how much for the symbol of their freedom.

Pulitzer promised to published the name of every person participating in the campaign, no matter how small the donation. As a result, over 120,000 people sent in their money…

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What ?

Lucas is 15 1/2 months
Lucas is 15 1/2 months

I loved this post by Berlioz very much. I could not help myself and include here another picture of little great-grandson Lucas. I took it in that room that used to be Caroline’s room. There are still some toys and books of Caroline’s for Lucas to play with in that room. Lucas was only fifteen and a half months then at the beginning of November. Now he is already nineteen months. How time flies!

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The word “what” has may meanings and can be used in various ways. But I don’t want to write an essay about it  as I’m not  a linguist nor am I a philologist. I want to write about an eighteen months old toddler, our Great-grandson Lucas,  and the way he uses this word and I’m sure he does not know too many meanings of it.

Every time we see him after a short break  we are surprised how he has grown and developed. So. it is no wonder that we gaze at him with curious eyes and wonderment. In earlier days he would hang on to Mum’s or Dad’s neck  and consider for a moment whether he should cry. Over time he has got used to the sight of us very old people (Great-Grandparents)  who stare at him and can’t get enough of him.

Lucas and Grandma Monika Lucas and Grandma Monika

Now he…

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Mike Carlton in the Sydney Morning Herald on Tony Abbott

‘Any government which makes it harder to manufacture cars is making it harder for us to continue to be a first world economy because without cars, without steel, without aluminium, without cement, we don’t have these manufacturers in Australia, we are not really a sophisticated economy any more.”

These thoughtful words, taken from the Liberal Party website, were uttered by none other than Tony Abbott after one of his fancy dress tours of the Ford production line at Geelong in 2011.

My, how things change. In his few short months in government, Abbott has seen off the entire Australian car making industry, with the loss of who knows how many tens of thousands of jobs and an even chance of plunging Victoria and South Australia into at least a local recession. There goes his sophisticated economy. It’s a unique achievement, unmatched by any incoming government.

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Given that the usual claque of chattering economists is now saying that this was inevitable – they’d all foreseen it years ago, etc, and no bad thing, blah blah – you’d think this is something Abbott might have touched on during the election campaign. But no, not a hint. You might also think that he and his Industry Minister, Ian ”Chainsaw” Macfarlane, would have had some policy or plan in place for dealing with this tectonic shift.

No to that, too. They haven’t a clue. As so often happens, the best the Prime Minister could do was to heap platitude upon banality. The Toyota workers would go ”from good jobs to better jobs”, he intoned glibly, as if that would fix everything. Chainsaw blathered on about creating ”a framework”.

When in doubt, blame the trade unions. This is a habit so deeply ingrained in the Liberal DNA that facts are irrelevant. Abbott first tried it on after the troubles at SPC Ardmona, making such extravagant claims about the supposedly feather bed working conditions at its factory in Shepparton that the local MP, Sharman Stone, one of his own backbenchers, publicly called him a liar. You don’t see that happen a lot with prime ministers.

But with that Bourbon talent he has for learning nothing and forgetting nothing, Abbott was at it again when Toyota pulled the pin. Union intransigence had driven the company to the wall, a refrain taken up by Joe Hockey, who claimed Toyota executives had privately told him that very thing last year. That, too, fell in a heap when the company issued a statement to say that: ”Toyota Australia has never blamed the union for its decision to close its manufacturing operations by the end of 2017, neither publicly or in private discussions with any stakeholders.” Oops.

Ah, but the age of entitlement is over, we’re told. Unless you happen to be a needy football club, that is. During the election campaign, Abbott promised $5 million to the Brisbane Broncos – owned by Rupert Murdoch’s News Corp, no less – to ”kick-start the revitalisation” of their ”sporting precinct at Red Hill”. The Manly Sea Eagles were offered $10 million to renovate Brookvale Oval, which just happens to be in Abbott’s electorate of Warringah and where he’s the number one ticket holder. We shall see if those juicy bits of pork-barrelling make it through the coming federal budget.

 

There are few sights more ridiculous than a media pack howling in a hot but futile pursuit of a reluctant celebrity.

So it was with the release of Wotzername from Bali’s Kerobokan prison on Monday. Chaotic scenes! Grunting and shouting, heaving and pushing, sweaty and dishevelled, Australia’s finest hacks – trained to the peak of ruthless efficiency – battled to bring us their fascinating pictures and reports of a fleeing tartan hat.

The wonderful thing about a media scrum, as these things are invariably called, is that the participants each and individually pretend, po-faced, that it’s nothing to do with them. They remain aloof from the vulgar fray. It’s their rivals and competitors battling in the gutter. But all in vain. To the fury of the pack, the tartan hat was spirited away in a motorcade thoughtfully provided by Channel Seven’s Sunday Night program. Why, the grand old man of TV journalism, Mike Willesee himself, had been glimpsed chomping on a fat Cohiba in the back of one of the speeding limos.

Deprived of their prey by this piece of treacherous one-upmanship, the scrum immediately began speculating on what enormous sum Seven had forked out to snare the interview. The biggest guess I saw was $3 million, a towering absurdity. My sources at Seven assure me it was ”well, well south” of $1 million.

As ancient tradition dictates, the losers then put up a self-righteous fuss about the wickedness of cheque-book journalism. As I write, I understand they are now doing their best to torpedo the whole show by convincing the Indonesian authorities that an interview would be a shocking breach of the tartan hat’s parole conditions.

Then there’s the small matter of whether the hat’s owner should be permitted to profit from the proceeds of crime. There is a law against this but, happily for the public interest, we have in Attorney-General George ” Soapy” Brandis the nation’s great champion of free speech. We can be sure that Soapy and his newly appointed Freedom Commissioner, Tim Wilson, will be stout in their defence of Wotzername’s right to tell all.

For me, the most enjoyable thing was hearing the hacks bulldozing their way through the pronunciation of Indonesian place names.

I flicked around the radio and TV dials. No one came within a bull’s roar of getting Kerobokan right, let alone the Balinese capital, Denpasar, or the resort precinct of Seminyak. For the record, it’s not Ker-Robber-kan. It’s Kra-BOKE-un, a light accent on the second syllable, as it generally is with Bahasa Indonesia. D’n-PAHS-ar, not DEN-pasar. I don’t expect the commercial lot to get it right but you’d think the ABC might give it a go.

Nitpicking, perhaps. Yet the same reporters are aware they’d be laughed off the air if they pronounced, say, Illinois or Arkansas or Connecticut phonetically. Because it’s only Indonesia, developing nation and all that, near enough is good enough. We Australians are hopelessly bad at our neighbours’ languages.

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Lightning visit from Mildura

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DSCN7180 Castilnovo Tower – Conil beach
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A copy of The Dura arrived at our home the other day. Not an unusual occurrence in Mildura, I expect. But the homely-sounding town that bears a name conjuring up an image of a loveable old lady in a hand-knitted cardigan, sipping tea from a china cup, is on the other side of the world from here.

Mildura lies on the banks of the Murray River in Australia’s state of Victoria, which, apart from being the name of an overrated sponge cake, really was at least one overbearing old lady’s name. And still is. Despite her passing. Though she wasn’t quite so loveable according to some accounts. Not as loveable as Mildura, that is. Though I don’t know how loveable Mildura is. Or is not. Having never visited.

Not that old ladies are born old, even though it does…

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Towing the Boats back, surely not?

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Tow back boats by Australian Navy Tow back boats by Australian Navy

http://www.reuters.com/article/2014/02/10/us-australia-indonesia-asylum-idUSBREA1903F20140210

(Reuters) – On New Year’s day, 45 asylum seekers in a ramshackle wooden boat slid ashore on a small island off the Australian city of Darwin. Four others had been swept overboard that morning in rough seas and were believed dead.

The survivors, from Africa and the Middle East, stumbled onto the beach, thankful to find refuge on Australian soil. Or so they thought.

Within an hour, an Australian warship and other vessels arrived. Military personnel forced the asylum seekers back onto their wooden boat and towed it out to sea. Their destination: Indonesia.

Determining precisely what happened is difficult. But interviews with five of the passengers reconstructs a journey they say was marked by physical and verbal abuse.

Their accounts highlight just how far the newly elected conservative government of Prime Minister Tony Abbott is going to meet his election promise to…

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At the Former East-West Border Part 2

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When you walk back from Potsdam you are greeted by the Schinkel designed Chateau Glienicke. We did not visit it but could gleem a lot from the outside.

From all this we were tired. Soon our bus arrived and we took it back to Wannsee station.

After a quick train trip we were home again in our Tiergarten district and our multi story apartment building was greeting us through the autumn leaves.

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