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      • The Overland Stage: 16 – Rock Springs to Fort Bridger
      • The Overland Stage: 17 – Fort Bridger to Weber Station

I find I don’t wish to explore new lands, but to explore again those I have already passed through, trying to see what I’d missed in the first hectic rush … Gerard Van der Leun

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Way Off The Wall

The New American Digest Posted on April 26, 2025 by DTApril 26, 2025

There's a fine line between genius and crazy ... I tend to wobble back and forth on both sides of the line.

Had a dream last night. Dreams don't stay long once we wake up but this one did.

It brought to mind questions of the universe - what do we not know?

Not unanswerable what-do-we-not-know questions like the nature of God or life on other planets - or what is life? We may not know the answers but we know to ask the questions. I'm thinking of questions on a higher plane beyond questions of things we have no answer for, but questions we don't even know to ask questions of.

For myself, I'm educated and experienced in among the hardest of "hard" sciences. A field where we supposedly know many answers and for those we don't, we know what answers to seek. We know what there is to know or know where to look. The science has spoken!

Hmmph!

Here's one: what happens to our knowledge if the speed of light is not constant? Did you know the unit of length "meter" is not defined except as a function of the speed of light? As the speed of light is refined, the meter changes length, not the speed of light. (Not a fan of the metric system myself, but that's a different discussion). Modern theory - Einstein - suggests time is relative. What if it's not? I don't claim to have an answer; I simply ask the question.

The speed of light is an exact and constant value of 299,792,458 m/s

"Since 2019, the metre has been defined as the length of the path travelled by light in vacuum during a time interval of ⁠1/299792458⁠ of a second, where the second is defined by a hyperfine transition frequency of caesium".

The best of measurements suggests this is correct. At one time, the best of measurements suggested the sun rotates about the earth.

But to simply ask the question labels one a fool at best; a heretic of the little-c church at worst. I may be both.


Not an original thought but are dreams a tenuous connection to parallel or alternative universes? To heaven or hell? To alternates of "me"? (and you?)


I was not a teenager but not anywhere near the age I am now - call it mid/late 20s perhaps?

I was with close friends. Upon reflection when awake, I do not know who these friends are/were but in the dream we were close companions. Among them was a woman - my companion of life. Not a wife, not my wife, not a sex dream - just an "it is" companion. To explain it does the reality of the dream injustice - words are not adequate. There were no such questions in the dream.

We were all "somewhere": a library, then a store with no in-between - dreams are fluid and only make sense while one is dreaming.

We had to leave this store. The door from the store to the street was a telephone booth door. Strange, eh? But it wasn't at the time.
So we passed through the telephone booth door to the street - and ended up on a … call it a bus but it wasn't a bus. And we were the only "passengers".

We passed through mountain country, came to a stop - I guess a bus stop. My friends left the bus for some reason - to get something at the stop? while I stayed on board. No idea why.

While waiting for them to return a group of 5 or 6 fellows came and took all the seats near me. Friendly fellows. One guy wearing a straw hat asked me if I knew where he could get a straw hat for $1.97. Strange thing to recall, eh?

But I didn't want to be with this group, I didn't know any of them - even in the dream, and I wished they were elsewhere - my friends were coming back.

Until the "bus" took off.

And I recall seeing my friends on the parking lot receding into oblivion while they watched the bus with me on it pull away. And my companion was among them, standing there with ... me?

I woke up.


A parallel universe? I >knew< these people, I knew this woman; they were close to me, I was close to them. But I don't recall any names; nothing to suggest I ever knew any of them in this life - I didn't recognize any of the after-images of their faces as I laid there coming back to this world.

A connection to a different me in a different universe?
Does the me of that other universe dream of the me in this universe?

Stray neurons flashing in my brain with no meaning, no substance?

There is so much we don't even begin to suspect we don't know ...

Anyway, I'm back in this world, awakening, the dream fades as I drink my coffee while clicking keys on a keyboard, generating digital bits to all you that only exist in my world as semi-random pixels on a video screen.

Or perhaps I only exist as pixels on your video screens ...

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Gotta Have A Sign

The New American Digest Posted on April 26, 2025 by DTApril 26, 2025

... even if it's to tell you there are no signs

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A Murder of Crows

The New American Digest Posted on April 25, 2025 by ghostsniperApril 25, 2025

A Gerard post, authored by ghostsniper: by Vanderleun on July 28, 2017
lifted from the comments: "Jeez, has it been 8 years already?"

This year the crows are back, after having been gone for the past 2 years. I’m talking about the BIG ones. Maybe 16-18″ tall, walk around with their arms behind their backs (not unlike Groucho Marx) like they are assessing everything. And talkin’ that shit. Loudly. VERY loudly. Easily the loudest birds in the forest, drowning out even the pileateds.

They are alert, watching each other’s backs, and they will see you before you see them. They keep their distance from you, at least 50 feet or more. Get closer than that and they take flight. Fraidy cats.

Crows is curious creatures, maybe an indication of higher intelligence. Oops. Did I just infer they could be human? OMG, you know what that means!

All black. Body. Beak. Legs. Eyes. Black to the core. And picky assed eaters. The other birds anxiously eat from the smorgasbord that is delivered daily but the crows are better’n that, so they think. I’ve seen a crow pick up a sunflower seed and throw it back down in disgust then run it’s yap for a bit then come back and pick it up again and head of to a high limb somewhere to enjoy that tasty snack.

6am to 8am is their staying connected time around here. Fortunately we are early risers so we are not unduly bothered by their group tirades. I find them humorous and enjoy watching them from afar. If I stay perfectly still on the porch they get closer for better viewing and they are magnificent creatures.

They have a purpose.

The crows do the jobs others don’t want to do. If a squirrel gets splattered on the road the crows are right there disposing of it. Nice. Then I don’t have to shovel scoop it up and dig a hole. They peck at it til it’s skin and bones, then the rest just magically disappears. Do they carry it into the woods? I’ve never seen a squirrel carcass in the woods. Do the crows eat the fur and bones? Don’t know.

As I said, the crows are the BIG variety. If they had a mind to, I imagine a group of 10 or more could most certainly take out a grown person. The beaks and claws look quite diabolical. At a full speed low angle dive I believe a 2″ black chisel beak would leave a deep permanent scar and maybe a trip to the ER. 10 of them punctures in rapid succession and you may succumb.

Then in a bit they will have picked you clean. And maybe we’ll find out what happens to the carcasses…..

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Well, Well, Well …

The New American Digest Posted on April 25, 2025 by DTApril 25, 2025

Look what showed up in the garden today:

Now - even though it's still April - I'll go ahead and declare winter to be over.

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Probably Out Of Gas

The New American Digest Posted on April 25, 2025 by DTApril 25, 2025
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The Market’s Going To Go Up!

The New American Digest Posted on April 24, 2025 by DTApril 24, 2025

Your 401Ks will increase in ... numbers.

But the value will decrease. By maybe 40%.

"$10T Money Print! Fed’s New Plan Will Dwarf Bernanke Era"

If true, this is what also occurred in Oct 2023; the Fed dumped $10T into the market and stock prices went on a 14-month tear from then until mid-Feb of this year. Now they're talking of doing it again?

Do you feel richer from the Fed doing that the first time?

SPY500: weekly Oct 1, 2023 to date

What this actually meant of course, is that the value of the dollar decreased so it took more dollars to purchase something of constant value.

Gold more or less holds its value - look at gold prices over the same period.

/GC (gold): weekly Oct 1, 2023 to date

With the market turn-down since mid-Feb, the money people begin to get worried - their worth is decreasing.

How to fix that? Dump more money into the market; get those prices back on an upswing. Everyone looks at the "value" of their savings accounts - mostly IRAs and similar - and think "I'm getting rich; isn't life grand?" when actually, the purchasing power of that $1million dollars in your savings is not what one thinks of when becoming a "millionaire" (IIRC, a millionaire is now defined as someone having an income of $1m/yr rather than a worth of $1m. Like a lot of things, the definition had to change to hide reality.)

Certain things will gain in worth; most will decrease. Just because the dollar amount on your savings goes up doesn't mean your purchasing ability has gone up as well; likely, it's going down. There's government inflation numbers ... and the prices you have to pay. Which do you believe?

(I personally have two Federal items in my life - income and outgo - both adjusted to cost-of-living.
Funny how the COL for money coming in is less than the COL for the money going out
)

I don't have recommendations. As they say; "The best time to prepare was 10 years ago, the next best time is now". It may already be too late to gain a "bug-out" location; locals most anywhere one goes - especially rural areas - are getting resentful of newcomers. Mortgage rates are high, likely going higher. Doesn't matter though, mortgages will be harder to qualify for regardless of the interest. Guns and ammo are good; not as important as many think though. What else do you need for when you can't get it? Electricity? Water? Food? Waste disposal?

I suspect the market over all will continue down, perhaps another 20%. I suspect a flood of "funny-money" into the market in an attempt to keep prices up.
I suspect a major war ...

It wouldn't surprise me to see an adjustment in our currency - effectively turning the present $100 bill into the "new" 90¢ ... as soon as they can figure a way to do so without bringing out the tar, feathers, and pitchforks.

When? It could be the process has already started; it could be it takes a few months. I'm doubtful we have years.

Since they just print "money" as needed, one might wonder why we pay taxes. Or could an "elimination" of taxes be the way to introduce/force this new currency?

The Trump administration - while far superior to the alternative - is not going to be hoards of men on white horses come to save the day. More likely, just one gang coming in to take the place of the old gang. "Meet the new boss; same as the old boss".

Has this administration really done anything more than blow pretty smoke? A few hundred undesirables kicked out, a few million/billion dollars supposedly saved? Fluffy news stories. Did your taxes go down with all those savings? All the investigations and revelations of criminality and corruption? Anyone high up arrested and convicted yet? Anyone else suspect these district judges are simply a distraction or an excuse? They don't have the authority to tell the Executive branch what to do; they have no national authority in any case. Why aren't they simply being ignored?

Once the baby-boomers are gone, all memory of the way it once was will be gone with them. It was a privilege worthy of thanking God for having been a young adult during the time of the American empire's greatest days.

Shouldn't read the news just before I prepare a post ...

Of course, I could be fully full of it.

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Legacy…

The New American Digest Posted on April 24, 2025 by JeanApril 24, 2025

First published Sept 15, 2006

"We write, in part, the words we need to read."
.... Rebecca McClanahan, Write Your Heart Out

My words are my children,
nurtured from conception to maturity,
from thought to page.
They are what (all) I have to leave behind,
to let someone know I was here.
The mark I leave.
One proof of my life's worth.
They talk back to me, make me laugh.
They explain me, comfort me, as I grow old.

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but I want to talk about spring time!

The New American Digest Posted on April 24, 2025 by SKApril 24, 2025

Submitted by SK as a comment

Spring has almost sprung in my corner of the Midwest. The dance is always two steps forward, one step back. Then spring actually does arrive, stays briefly and suddenly leaps forward into full summer.

With these longer days of spring and the sun warming the earth there comes the urge to clear and clean, dig and plant. My indomitable English mother was always bottom-up in flower beds and vegetable patches from the minute the clock jumped forward while we children were tasked with picking up sticks and collecting branches that litter the lawn after winter storms.

I never quite remember exactly how my garden was the year before. The first day out in the spring is therefore all about pottering around trying to remember what worked well and what was left undone, taking mental notes and preparing for more important decisions to come later on when frost is no longer a threat. Gardens teach us great patience. You can spend all winter making the best of plans only to have them thwarted because of weather or pests or blight or other unforseens.

The great thing about gardens is that you are never lonely. You are always in the company of bees, earth worms, beetles and birds, all of whom have something to tell you about the state of the things if you are quiet enough to listen.

The birds arriving from their winter places are always a joy. Skeins of geese honk overhead - it's a stirring, ancient sound that we on the ground have heard for eons. Usually the first song birds to arrive in my part of the world are the redwings. They stand on the tip of reeds at the edge of the marsh and sing their happy blackbird tunes.

One of the few Apps I have on my phone and use often is the Merlin Bird app. For those of you unfamiliar with it, the app permits you to record bird songs and then identifies for you, with names and photos, all the birds it hears. One late spring morning I set my phone on a table outside. The app identified 23 different birds in an 10 minute recording. I was astonished because I hadn't heard nearly that many. The result that morning on the app encouraged me to listen more carefully, beyond the songs of bluejays, cardinals, chickadees etc that one becomes accustomed to hearing as daily background noise in the garden.

The University of Texas, last May, published an interesting article on the subject of birdsong and the human voice. They conducted, as part of a study, high-resolution anatomical scans of syrinxes from hummingbirds and ostriches — the world’s smallest and largest bird species — and the discovered that the syrinx of birds and larynx, the vocal organ of reptiles and mammals, including humans, share the same developmental programming.

The genetic connection between the vocal organs, said one of the professors involved in the study, is a new example of “deep homology,” a term that describes how different tissues or organs can share a common genetic link. In short, birdsong and the human voice share the same genetic blueprint. Here is a link to the article:

www dot jsg dot utexas dot edu/news/2024/05/birdsong-and-human-voice-built-from-same-genetic-blueprint/

Looking for more information about this, I came upon a site about bird and animal music and the name of a Canadian composer and "zoomusicologist", Emily Doolittle (what a perfect surname), who creates music from bird song. She has a website (emilydoolittle dot com) where you can listen to examples of her music, some of which I have included below.

The music is unusual, evocative and quite beautiful. Seems at times similar to the dream like music of Claude Debussy. It struck me as something perhaps the music lovers on this site might enjoy and something Gérard might have considered for one of his "Something Wonderful" posts.

How dull would life be without birds!

youtube dot com/watch?v=-E1Kg4J41-c

youtube dot com/watch?v=KF7IlH03UwE

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The Homestead

The New American Digest Posted on April 24, 2025 by DTApril 23, 2025

(not mine)

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Beneficiary…

The New American Digest Posted on April 23, 2025 by JeanApril 23, 2025

First posted: July 17, 2008

I think about you
almost never
these days.
much less than
once in a while.
funny that, don't
you think, all
those tears
washed my eyes
and let me see,
there is, after all,
life after left over.

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Gerard Van der Leun
12/26/45 - 1/27/23


Gerard's Last Post
(posthumous): Feb 4, 2023
"So Long. See You All a Little Further Down the Road"

When my body won’t hold me anymore
And it finally lets me free
Where will I go?
Will the trade winds take me south through Georgia grain?
Or tropical rain?
Or snow from the heavens?
Will I join with the ocean blue?
Or run into a savior true?
And shake hands laughing
And walk through the night, straight to the light
Holding the love I’ve known in my life
And no hard feelings

Avett Brothers - No Hard Feelings

The following was posted along with the announcement of Gerard's passing.
Leonard Cohen - Going Home

For a 2005 interview with Gerard


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