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The End… and the Beginning

This afternoon, NASA chief Charles Bolden announced where the four surviving space shuttles will be going once the program ends later this year. It’s a question space buffs like myself have been speculating about for months as museums across the country vied to be one of the lucky recipients. The results are somewhat predictable, but also arguably the best possible choices.

If you haven’t already heard, the Smithsonian will trade Discovery for Enterprise, the original orbiter that never flew in space (it was used only for glide tests in the 1970s) and which has been on display at the Smithsonian’s Udvar-Hazy Center in Virginia for several years; Enterprise will in turn go to the Intrepid Sea, Air and Space Museum in New York City. The Endeavour is headed for the California Science Center in Los Angeles, and finally, Atlantis, currently scheduled as the last shuttle to fly, will remain at Kennedy Space Center in Florida.

Like I said, I think this arrangement is probably the best that could be expected. I seem to recall some talk of the Smithsonian wanting two shuttles, so it could display the Enterprise alongside one that had flown in space in a “beginning and ending” sort of display. While I think that would be neat, it’s also not very fair considering how few shuttles there are to go around. And given that the Smithsonian is the keeper of our nation’s most historically significant items, it makes more sense for it to have Discovery, the workhorse of the shuttle fleet, over Enterprise, a prototype that never left Earth’s atmosphere. It also makes sense that one of the shuttles remain at Kennedy, the home port of the fleet. (My hope is that NASA builds something similar to the astounding and dramatic Apollo/Saturn V Center to house Atlantis.)

I’m somewhat more ambivalent about the Enterprise going to the Intrepid Museum. I’ve been to the Intrepid and it’s an outstanding facility, but this means that three of the orbiters will be on the east coast. There are many fine air museums around, and it seems to me like there ought to have been one somewhere in the middle of the country that could’ve
housed a shuttle, so everyone in the nation could have relatively easy access to one. In other words, they should’ve been distributed so there’s one one each coast and one in the middle, with the fourth remaining at Kennedy. But looking at the situation selfishly, at least there’s going to be one near me in LA. I’m already thinking about a pilgrimage to see Endeavour
once it’s installed at the California Science Center.

One final note: I’m sure it was planned this way, but the announcement happens to come on the 30th anniversary of the very first shuttle launch, the mission designated STS-01. On April 12, 1981, Columbia took off with only two men aboard: Commander John W. Young, a veteran of the Apollo missions who was the ninth man to walk on the moon, and pilot Robert Crippen, on his very first spaceflight. I can still recall my dad waking me up at the crack of dawn to watch the countdown and launch live, my frustration at all the delays and building anxiety because it was getting near time for me to leave for school, and how much I loved my dad for saying I could be late for school because some things are more important. Here’s an edited clip of that history-making moment:

I loved seeing the white external fuel tank again — they used to paint them, you know, before someone realized they could save a few million pounds of take-off weight if they left the tank its natural orange color; yes, I said a few million pounds — and it amuses me to hear the cheering when the solid-rocket boosters successfully separate. All of this routine stuff was still very uncertain back then…

 

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What, Another TV Meme?

I know I just recently did a TV-themed meme, but this one (already done by Jaquandor and SamuraiFrog) looked sufficiently different to be worth the time, and besides, last week was one of those weeks when I couldn’t seem to produce an original and coherent blog entry to save my life — even the weekend was a washout, thanks to a overnight snowstorm that brought down tree branches all over the Compound and left me with a chainsaw in my hand for most of yesterday — but I could answer a couple of questions here and there in between doing other things. Maybe I ought to try one of those “Ask Me Anything” deals like Jaquandor and John Scalzi both do…

Anyhow, the meme begins below the fold:

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A Brief History of Title Design

This may only be of interest to hardcore movie geeks like myself, but I found it fascinating… it’s a two-minute (give or take) compilation of memorable movie-title sequences (and a few from television) dating from the very beginning of the medium right up to the current moment. Several of my favorites appear, including the stark art-deco block lettering of the original King Kong, the creepy burn-through effect of The Thing, Star Wars receding off into the distance, Superman swooping in from behind us, and the delightfully retro animation from Spielberg’s Catch Me If You Can. I’ll post the complete title list below the fold, if anyone is interested…

A Brief History of Title Design from Ian Albinson on Vimeo.

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Tweaking the Commenting Feature… Again

Hey, kids, I just wanted to acknowledge that I am aware there are still issues with the comments. I’ve received complaints that people are having trouble signing in using their Yahoo and Google identities (even if they’ve previously done so successfully), and a couple days ago, one of those weird URL string-thingies popped up in place of a commenter’s name again. I have no idea why this isn’t all working more smoothly, and I apologize to any Loyal Reader who’s had a problem.

For now, until Jack and/or I can figure this out, I’ve decided to disable the Google and Yahoo registration options altogether. This means a few of you may no longer be able to sign in; again, my apologies. If you have a problem, just go ahead and create an account here on my host server. In fact, I strongly urge all of my Loyal Readers to do that, since that option seems to be the one that’s working best. It’s quick and painless and asks for no more information than the commenting feature on the old platform did. I believe you’ll get a confirmation email after you register; don’t forget to follow the instructions it contains. Once I get all the regulars set up and “trusted,” I hope we won’t have to talk about this anymore. And I also hope all the hassle hasn’t put anyone off…

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Happy 80th, Bill and Leonard!

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If you don’t obsessively follow useless trivia the way I do, you probably don’t realize that Captain Kirk and Mr. Spock — er, I mean, William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy — both have birthdays this week, and they’re both achieving the same landmark age of 80 years old. Today is Bill’s day, with Leonard catching up to him this Saturday.

Hard to imagine my boyhood heroes becoming genuinely old, especially Shatner, who, despite his generally goofy latter-day persona, remains almost shockingly vital. In other words, he really doesn’t seem like an 80-year-old. (By contrast, Nimoy appeared rather frail in the Star Trek reboot movie a couple years ago, but perhaps he was just going through a rough patch while they were filming that.) Harder still to contemplate: if these guys are getting old, what does that say about me? I think I’m now about the age Kirk was supposed to be in Star Trek: The Motion Picture, and that’s just… weird

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Ebert on Freedom

Nice (and surprisingly timely, given the rampant anti-Muslim sentiment in the land) quote here from an old review of Roger Ebert’s for the film Come See the Paradise:

Although we make much of our tradition of freedom in this country, we are not so clever at understanding what freedom really means. Even our president, for example, cannot understand that among the rights symbolized by the American flag is the right to burn it – or honor it, if that is our choice. I have always wondered why the people who call themselves “American” most loudly are often the ones with the least understanding of the freedoms that word should represent.

When the country is threatened, our civil liberties are among the first casualties – as if we can fight the enemy by taking away our own freedoms before the enemy has a chance to. That is what happened in the early days of World War II, when a wave of racism swept the Japanese-Americans out of their homes and businesses, confiscated their savings and investments, and shipped them away in prison trains to concentration camps that were sometimes no more than barns and stables. Later on some of these same Japanese-Americans fought with valor in the same war, perhaps because they understood better than their captors what they were fighting for.

The review is dated 1991, so the president he’s referring to would have been George H.W. Bush. And indeed, I do recall that flag burning was quite a hot-button issue back then. Simpler times, I guess. For the record, my position has always been the same as Ebert’s. I don’t approve of burning flags — I think it’s stupid and does nothing but piss people off — but cries to outlaw the practice rub me the wrong way. Naturally the senior senator from my state, Orrin Hatch, seems to propose a Constitutional amendment to prohibit it almost every year. I really dislike that man — one of these days, I’ll tell the story of the time I met him in person and he demonstrated such an utter dickishness that I’ve never gotten over it. And this was even before I started having much in the way of political opinions!

One final thought: I never saw Come See the Paradise, but it sounds good. The Japanese-American internment camps are an interest of mine; one of them was right here in Utah, only about two hours’ drive from my home, out in some of the most desolate territory in the whole damn country. And one of these days, I might write about that, too…

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Just Another Day at the Compound

The fabulous Bennion Compound holds many secret treasures.

Moments ago, while walking through the section that encompasses my father’s junkyard, The Girlfriend suddenly halted, took a couple of steps backward, and then asked, “Is that a flamethrower over there?”

I took a look at the object in question and confirmed that, yes, it is indeed a flamethrower. Well, of a sort. It doesn’t actually project a stream of burning gasoline — which would be way-cool, by the way — but it is a long wand-like gadget designed to produce flame at the tip. Dad cobbled it together a number of years ago when he needed to thaw something out in the dead of winter. I forget what.

Anne shook her head and said, “You know, when your parents die, we’ll have to figure out what to do with all this shit.”

I replied, “Yes, and then the flamethrower will be ours.”

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Friday Evening Videos: “Going Down to Liverpool”

It figures. I get myself a shiny new blogging platform complete with comments and everything just in time for the cyclical insanity of my job to come back around like the weighty business end of a whirling bola. I hate to say it, but keeping my head down and the red ink flowing nonstop for eight (or more) uninterrupted hours a day leaves me with little inclination to do much with my verbal skills at the end of the day. In other words, I haven’t felt much like writing for a while.

But hey, I care — I really care — about you crazy kids waiting around out there in the early-spring twilight for me to entertain you, so how about my usual fallback for times when I don’t have much time to write something that actually means anything: yes, it’s a music video!

(The truth is, I’ve been missing my Friday Evening Videos feature anyway. I went through a phase in my early teens when I wanted to be a DJ — that would be the radio variety, not the modern-day guys who scratch records in dance clubs — and these entries let me play at that role a little.)

Tonight’s selection doesn’t have any story behind it — I just saw it for the first time myself a couple days ago — but I’ve always liked The Bangles, the all-girl group that’s best-known for their number-one hit “Walk Like an Egyptian” (although I prefer the number-two-charting “Manic Monday” myself) as well as the shortness of lead singer Susanna Hoffs‘ skirts. There’s no question that all four members of the band were easy on the eyes, but they were also very tight musically and they crafted quite a few great, hooky pop singles during the mid to late ’80s, probably more than most people realize. This particular song, “Going Down to Liverpool,” is a bit obscure (it didn’t even chart in the U.S., although it appears on their 1990 Greatest Hits compilation), but it’s a nice little tune and one of the rare occasions when drummer Debbi Peterson took over the lead vocals.

However, the real reason I decided to post this one here is… well, I’ll let you be surprised by who guest-stars in the video. I’ll just say that he looks very Mission: Impossible-ish here, and it’s my understanding he agreed to do this because his son was a friend of Susanna’s… and any friend of Susanna’s is a friend of… well, just take a look:

 

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George Takei: We Are All Japanese

Presented without comment; it speaks for itself:

[Okay, I can’t refrain from making one comment: the background music is both overly saccharine and mixed a little too loudly, causing it to compete with Takei’s voiceover in a couple of places. And nothing irritates me more than competing audio tracks or songs, which is a big part of why I don’t enjoy many musicals — I can’t handle the thing where two people sing different songs simultaneously. But hey, this video still carries a good message…]

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One More Word on Comments

I just wanted to highlight something Jack said in the comments of the previous entry (did you catch that? I said “in the comments!” Yay! Such a sweet sound…) in case anybody missed it:

As an additional note/caveat, you must have a profile defined for the Google and Yahoo authentication to work.

 

You may also setup a local blog account with standard email authentication. There’s a “Sign-up” linky-dink in the bottom right corner of the the credentials window.

If any Loyal Readers who’ve already checked in have any discomfort about using their Google or other accounts, feel free to set up a new, local one. On the plus side, doing that will let you choose a new username, if you’re not wild about the one you’ve got. This may be especially handy if the one you have is just a big long string of code. I’ll even delete the previous comments made under another identity, if you wish. Just let me know. (I’m probably overthinking this/making too damn big a deal about it, as I usually do. Feel free to let me know that, too, if you must.)

Anyhow, I promise this will be the last word on commenting for a while, unless something comes to my attention that’s not working. Do as you please, Loyal Readers, and I’ll quit trying to direct you. The next entry will be back to the usual drivel…

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