Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Marble Cities



Naturally my attention today is focused on the Inauguration, with its hopeful implications.  Hussein is, I'm convinced, the brightest, most centered person I've known anything about in my 75 years of Earth.

I remember, when reading Brian Greene's The Elegant Universe how much I wished someone of his intelligence and calm acceptance of disagreements over his proposed theories would run for elective office.  It seemed then, in the days of Bushian maximum divisiveness, an impossible dream.  Yet here comes Hussein. 

Hussein crushed Bush this morning with a single phrase in his inaugural address; he made no effort to rub it in; it was almost as if the phrase was made in passing, but the crowd loved it and I suspect it was greeted with shouts of joy in many a foreign land.  And when he finished his speech, he gave Bush a bear hug.  Amazing.  Lyndon Johnston couldn't have been more dismissive and disarming; and Johnson wasn't nearly as bright.

But more on that later, when the changing of presidents has sunk in more.

Today I wish to report on a quite unusual stimulus project that Pakistan has instituted:  the construction, from scratch, of seven marble cities, one in distant, frozen Chitral.  





The cities will take about 18 months to complete once work starts.  There is as yet no indication in the English-language press about who will live in those marble homes; what economic enterprises will support their inhabitants; or where the yaks will be housed.

But what a grand concept!  I hope we do something as grand with our $8.5B stimulus money.

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A song from my youth:

I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls,
With vassals and serfs at my side,
And of all who assembled within those walls,
That I was the hope and the pride.
I had riches too great to count, could boast
Of a high ancestral name;
But I also dreamt, which pleased me most,
That you lov'd me still the same...

You old timers can hear the song sung on youtube, though gussied up more than you'll probably like.



Saturday, January 17, 2009

nang 'em. Hang 'em high.



Swim meet champions

The Still President and Still Vice President have both admitted to War Crimes.  HHussein is left with the problem of what to do about it.  Today's Times lays out the arguments.

I would hang 'em, with the reservation that I pose capital punishment; so hang 'em just enough.

This is a good 'Texas view of what to do to anyone who would trample 

in their 2nd Amendment Tight To Carry Concealed Guns to Church:
                  "Live from the (upper) Texas Gulf Coast
"Yeah, I really don't think there's any punishment too strong for these tortures. Hang them. Hang them all from the highest tree on national fucking TV right along with Rod Blagojevich and his ilk. And let their bodies twist in the wind, as a warning to all the rest who would ever contemplate taking a shit on our rights . . . ."

Of course this quotation references attempts to stamp bullets with an ID number so that murderers can be identified, in plain violation of Justice Scalia's ruling on the 2nd Amendment right to bear arms, now made scared everywhere except in Justice Scalia's court room, and the sentiment fits torturers. 

The Spanish Inquisition water boarded.  Japanese water boarded our soldiers and we tried them as war criminals for doing so. We prosecuted GI's in Vietnam for water boarding, for Christ's Sake. If I get some lawyer to write an opinion that it's OK for me to shoot the Vice President in the face with bird shot, would I be excused?

It is too clear that Cheney and Bush are war criminals.  I say "too clear" because Hussein doesn't want to clutter up his pure message with messy war crime trials.  Too bad, I say.
Times change but the sentiment of outrage remains ever with us.

They will hang Jeff. Davis to a sour apple tree!
They will hang Jeff. Davis to a sour apple tree!
They will hang Jeff. Davis to a sour apple tree!
As they march along!

The International Treaty on Torture requires signatories, for example us,  England, Turkey, Brazil, Iran, Uruguay and nearly every country in the world, to apprehend war criminals and try them.  Many nations are angry at our disregard for our treaty obligations and our weakening respect for the Rule if Law. Bushco's liberty to travel will be severely limited, and how embarrassing for France to do what we were too timid to do!

"We will hand Dick Cheney from a sour apple tree," or at least that gets my vote. But, since I oppose capital punishment, hang him only until he comes in his pants, then send him to Elba, or wherever the modern equivalent is. Perhaps send him to Iraq, which still-President Bush says loves America.

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I am feverish.  Perhaps that explains my anger.  Perhaps it only makes my anger sharper.  

I true;y don't like involuntary  torture.  





I really would not like  see Cheney hanged, or treated like some of our prisoners, unless he would get a kick out of it.  





( tConsensual torture which inflicts no lasting damage, on 
the other hand, is good, clean fun.)








I do like banishment, and a time in Iraq, with only as much money as the average Iraqi has, might engender a modiicun if humility.

Ah, well.  Nothing much will happen, I fear.  To bad!



Thursday, January 15, 2009

Swetshops good; Liberals bad?

This pic is not fuzzy; the air around these children, where they eke out a subsistence in Cambodia, is filled with smoke.  Always.

As a good Liberal, as I am when I'm not an anarchist, I naturally deplore "Fair" Trade Agreements that allow workers with substandard working conditions and low pay to compete with United States' workers, to the detriment of Michigan, Ohio, Pennsylvania, and many other areas of our country; and I naturally applaud Hussein's announced intention to renegotiate those agreements.

Nicholas
Kristoff, in his support of sweatshops in Cambodia and elsewhere, shows how shallow my thinking has been.

I'll try to do better as I learn more. Surely sweatshops are not needed in Canada. Are they desirable in Columbia? Is that proposed fair trade agreement an aid to the impoverished or is it something more sinister? Do Democrats oppose the Columbia deal on reasonable or merely partisan grounds
?

Stay tuned. . . .



Tuesday, January 13, 2009

TMy tree samples of the whole not-us world




Queen's Beach, Waikiki.

An article in today's Post reminded me of the larger world.  Hussein is ordering a rethinking of the Afghan War, and not a minute too soon.  A new plan will be announced in April, and I am waiting in eager anticipation for it's contents, hoping that it will recognize who the Pushtuns are and how they might be successfully dealt with.

The world is large and complex.  For example, there is a republic in Russia, seeking autonomy, that traced its history to the stone age. We are rightly proud of our history, but think what it must feel like to be able -- at least theoretically -- to trace your ancestry to the Stone Age!

I can't focus everywhere, so I've taken three small parts of the world, hoping that they are fairly representative of those parts of the world that are not like us.

Chitral is first because it has such a wonderful history of successfully resisting conquest, from Alexander the Great to the present.  The citizens of Chitral are Sunni, but relatively moderate, and Chitral is located in the Pushtun tribal areas that straddle Pakistan and Afghanistan, an area of vital significance to our national interest. Also, they play polo on yaks.

The second area on which I have focused is the large desert in North-West China thinly populated by Uighurs.  I was initially taken by Uighurs because I got a kick out of the way Uighur is pronounced:  WEE ⋅ gur.    But they are much more than a funny name.  Their civilization is very old, their alphabet is a marvel, they are relatively moderate Sunni, and they, like the Tibetans, are violently repressed by the Chinese.  They are of interest because they reflect the culture wars that are going on in Turkey, Russia, Iraq, and, with less violence, in Europe and even here, where some favor an emphasis on ethnic and racial autonomy and others prefer that all adopt the Anglo-Saxon model.

Third, I focus on Bolivia, because it has recently elected an Indian as its president.  Bolivia is the first country in South America to elect an Indian, as we are the first Western nation to elect a Black person.  Indians are, in Bolivia, an impoverished minority.  President Morales is trying to improve their lot by nationalizing gas production, which lies in provinces controlled by Spanish-speaking elites who have enjoyed the fruits of natural gas production for years and are threatening secession if the Morales government insists on sharing the wealth with the impoverished Indians.  Bushco supported the secessionists' efforts and diplomatic relations between our country and Bolivia are now severed.  To me, Bolivia is a critical test on Hussein's character.  I hope he supports the Morales government, with all its faults.  If he does, I will thereafter refer to him as President Hussein.

So, from time to time you will get reports from me on these areas.  Perhaps you will come to share my interest. Perhaps it doesn't matter if you do or don't. I'll get a kick out of writing about them, anyway.

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The first time I remembering writing an article I was in high school.  David Lee Williams and I collaborated on an article about Uruguay, I think because its name is unusual, to Westerners.  I've loved Uruguay ever since.  Uruguayans' football fans are second only to Albanians in zeal [what others might call fanaticism].  I'd like to go to a football game in Uruguay.



Monday, January 12, 2009

Queen's Beach, Waikiki.

Two recent editorials in the Times deserve attention.

Paul Krugman argues, convincingly to me, that Hussein's stimulous package is too small.  The Talking Heads have persuaded me hat Hussein knows that it is too small, and will be back for more, later.  Let's hope that later isn't too late.

Thomas Friedman proposes that the U.S. and China are the two countries that will matter in the next decades; that both countries will spend lots and lots on economic stimulus programs; and wise choices by these two countries will make the difference between a bright or a dim future for us and our children.  Friedman wants spending focused on education, to which I say "Hooray!

I recommend them both to you.



Saturday, January 10, 2009

Tim and the PC fight the improbable Standard Model

Timothy is the best nephew anyone could wish for.  Say "Hello" to Tim, as he was on Queen's Surf, Waikiki, some few years ago.

Tim is bright, witty, inventive, and he had a computer that wouldn't do the simplest things.  It couldn't even be fixed.  So naturally, when it comes to gluons, the basis for supposing that they exist being millions and millions of computer observations and millions of computer computations, Tim is sceptical.

However, the Standard Model of Particle Physics predicts that there are gluons with defined though heretofore unobserved (by computers) properties, and physicists are understandably pleased that  predictions have now been confirmed. (Or displeased, for a proof that the Standard Model is wrong would mean work for hundreds of physicists for years to come.

So, this is what has been learned.  We consists of atoms, so we can dispense, in descriptions of us, with "we" and simply note a collection of atoms.  Atoms consist of protons and neutrons, in the main, so we can dispense with "atom." and substitute "proton and neutron"  Protons and neutrons consist of quarks and gluons, so we can dispense with protons and neutrons, and say that "we" and everything that humans can observe, are quarks and gluons.

Now.  We think that we "weigh" something.  I think that I weigh 182 pounds -- down , thankfully, from 196.  Little did I know, until I read this article in Science News, that weight is an illusion.  Rather, what we think of as weight is merely the strong "force", the constant interaction of gluons with their attendant quarks.  ["Force" is in quotation marks, to indicate that I think it is as meaningless as "aether" was in bygone days.  Try to find a definition for for force that isn't circular.]  

The science News article has lots of other interesting stuff about multiple computations on four dimensional matrices which all of you might enjoy marveling that JP can understand.

We cannot, even theoretically, "see" a gluon, nor touch nor smell one.  Science now marches on such abstractions of abstractions.  Will someone, someday, understand the world in a more direct way?  I think so.  I know that many scientists hope so, and dream of being the one to make such a discovery.  See, Dreams of a Final Theory, by Steven Weinberg, a hero of mine.

In the meantime, it would be good if  Hussein were to use stimulus money to hire an army of technicians to create home computers that work, or at least that can be easily repaired, so Tim will at last enjoy his life. 

Or he could get a Mac.

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When I heard the learn'd astronomer;
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;
When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and
measure them;
When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much
applause in the lecture-room,
How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;
Till rising and gliding out, I wander'd off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.

But Whitman, whom I love, was shortsighted in this instance.  Both views fill me with wonder.  You too?

Or you might prefer Ginsberg's rake on Whitman, whom I love too:

What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for
I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache
self-conscious looking at the full moon.
In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went
into the neon fruit supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations!
What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families
shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives in the
avocados, babies in the tomatoes!--and you, Garcia Lorca, what
were you doing down by the watermelons?

I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber,
poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery
boys.

Can't go to a grocery store without this line of poetry echoing in my mind.



Friday, January 9, 2009

Paul Krugman on Hussein's timidity

Honolulu

Oh ho!   Too much togetherness?   Watch out for additional tax cuts for the rich, a demand Republicans are making.









Honolulu

Remember that the U.S. pays more for private intelligence and security firms than for official government ones. Those unsupervised, ungovernable firms are perhaps the most dangerous legacy of radical capitalism; for in the guise of being counterterrorist organizations, they kill and maim any who oppose radical capitalist aims throughout the world. Hussein's greatest task, perhaps, in gaining control over these international firms.

The appointment of John O. Brennan as Hussein's top advisor on counterterrrorism bears watching. Brennan is employed by London-based Global Strategies, a private firm similar to Blackwater, but more pervasive and powerful. . Bad guys, I'm told. This may be a part of Hussein's strategy to rein in a giant, world-wide privatized intelligence gathering and armed force that is committed to Bushco principals and is perhaps the most daunting and dangerous of Bushco's legacy.

 Here's Brennan:  

I am, in fact, mildly encouraged by Brennan's appointment.  Hussein needs someone on the Hydra's inside if he is to bring it under democratic control. Brennan may be one of those men. Paneta's appointment is also important.

I'll keep track of published reports on Brennan's activities and five you reports as interesting information trickles in.



Thursday, January 8, 2009

Damn right, too


Honolulu.

Damn right, too!  Can't have them damn Afghan bandits russlin' our cattle.  What's this world coming to?  About time we started a little russlin' our own selves.

You think you got troubles.  The only road into Chitral is snow-bound, can't get supplies in, yet bandits can make in across the show and ice border.


The News International [Chitral]

Afghan gangsters active in Chitral

Sunday, January 04, 2009
By by Our correspondent
CHITRAL: Alleged kidnappers and thieves based in Nooristan province of the neighbouring Afghanistan have intensified their criminal activities in the border area of Drosh city here, area residents said Saturday.

The residents say gangsters earlier kidnapped Akhtar Jan Kohistani, former advisor to the Afghan government who came to visit his in-laws. He has not been released so far. However, they pointed to a group of kidnappers who shifted him to Nooristan, Afghanistan.

Haji Muzaffarud Din, a known Afghan businessman, was also kidnapped and reportedly shifted to Nooristan.

The residents said that 700 cattle heads were stolen and shifted to Nooristan from the Badogard Gol area, located about 15 kilometres away from the Afghan border. Later, the owners of the herd registered an FIR with Drosh Police Station.

The local people also complained about security lapse at the checkpoint located at the Pak-Afghan border. Local elders demanded of the government to close movement across the border and provide security to the lives and property of the people.




Wailkiki.  Rik, who recently joined us, asked why "Hussein"?

Well, that's his name.  And he's not even a Muslim.  And it upsets the Ungodly.  And the Godly.  And it pricks my peculiar sense of humor: that not only would we elect a Black man, but one named Hussein.  Ane he's not even Black.  How dare we!  And..  and .. and.. 

Anything, else?  Oh.  And it gives our president -- when sworn in -- the respect that the Ultimate Public Servant deserves; namely, the respect that the least of us deserves.  Bushco deserves nothing but contempt.

Accountability! Accountability! We Want Blood!


Honolulu. Twelve more days! Twelve more days! Then Bushco is no more! Then Treasury Secretary Paulson and his "Wall Street Savvy" will face into history's dark pages, to serve only as object lessons in corruption. 

Accountability! Accountability! We Want Blood! I don't care that Hussein has promised to bind the hurt Nation's wounds. Bind all ye like, Hussein, nut first give us Blood!

[Odd how quiet George Will is about who is responsible for this last gasp of radical capitalism. As least I hope it's the last gasp! But well we know the wily ways of capitalist toads; how the super-rich, with their armies of lawyers, accountants, and -- well -- armies worm or chew or blast their way into the poor Body Politic. We shall be eternally vigilant! Or else we shall have splendid Inauguration Balls, one even for The Poor. Ah, well-a-day.]

Hussein has his work cut out for him!


washingtonpost.com
End Run On the Treasury
By George F. Will
Thursday, January 8, 2009; A15

In America's ever-more-democratic society, egalitarianism seeps into everything, even the supposedly severe meritocracy of sport. So every 7-year-old who has soccer shoes laced up by a parent gets a trophy just for showing up, and almost every college football team that is not dreadful is "bowl-eligible." That is why there are 34 bowl games, which is why you might not have noticed Tuesday's Bailout Bowl (Ball State vs. Tulsa, by the way), in which you could have seen your tax dollars at work. Or at play.

The game's real name was the GMAC Bowl. GMAC is known as the "financing affiliate" of General Motors. But Cerberus, the huge private equity firm that owns 80.1 percent of Chrysler, also owned 51 percent of GMAC until GMAC got the government to baptize it as a bank holding company. That transformation supposedly was necessary to make GMAC eligible for a place at the TARP (Troubled Asset Relief Program) trough -- although GM itself already has a place there, as does Chrysler. Anyway, the infusion of TARP dollars -- 6 billion of them -- diluted [ GMAC ownership to at most 33 percent, but that diminution seems a small price for Cerberus to pay for a second bite from the bailout apple.

Washington sternly said that it would allow GMAC to become a bank holding company only if GMAC managed to increase its capital to $30 billion. When GMAC fell far short of that goal, Washington supplied some of the shortfall. Immediately after GMAC became eligible for TARP money, GM reduced to zero the interest rate --for up to 60 months -- on certain models. This, of course, penalizes GM competitors, including Toyota, Honda and other "transplants" whose cars are made in America by Americans for Americans, and Ford, which does not have the freedom of maneuver conferred by TARP money because Ford is not taking any.

This redundant evidence that no good deed goes unpunished might be a reason for Ford to take some. Then it could join GM in using taxpayers' money to produce more troubled assets. The New York Times reports that GMAC has begun making loans to borrowers with credit scores as low as 621, a significant relaxation of the 700 minimum score the company adopted just three months ago as it struggled to survive. America's median credit score is 723. GMAC's lowered standards will increase the number of people eligible for its loans by an estimated 50 million.

What should one call loans made to applicants who, three months ago, were thought to be trying to buy more expensive cars than they could afford? How about "subprime loans"? Thus does the economy, which is suffering a fierce hangover after going on a bender of reckless borrowing, try a familiar remedy -- the hair of the dog.

The $6 billion for GMAC comes from the federal government buying $5 billion worth of preferred shares in GMAC and lending another $1 billion to GM for it to invest in GMAC. All this makes GMAC partially nationalized, so taxpayers should be able to indulge a wholesome curiosity concerning, for example, how much GMAC paid for its sponsorship of the bowl game. But GMAC will not say.

Why not? Whatever the sum is, it is hardly even a rounding error on $6 billion. In 2000, the first year of its bowl sponsorship, GMAC paid $500,000. Perhaps the sponsorship makes marketing sense, even today. But even though its pockets are bulging with public money, GMAC says, through a spokeswoman on Monday, that it does not disclose the specifics of its marketing program.

You might think that a company forfeits the right to such secrecy when it takes the public's money. You would, evidently, be mistaken. Although GMAC is now attached by an umbilical cord to the U.S. Treasury, GMAC's position is that the sponsorship price is none of the public's business.

Are there any legal inhibitions on what the executive branch can do with TARP money? Are there any legal requirements regarding what TARP recipients must disclose or explain? Perhaps not; perhaps we are operating under the Knox Principle.

Philander Chase Knox was President Theodore Roosevelt's attorney general when the United States acquired the Panama Canal Zone by unsavory means. When TR asked Knox for a defense of the acquisition, Knox is said to have replied, "Oh, Mr. President, do not let so great an achievement suffer from any taint of legality."

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Tajikistann Muslims faith renewed: Watch out!

Honolulu:  I read this Times article and don't think I'm quite human. To believe so fervently! How good it might feel! 


What a curiously drawn map Tajikistan has!


Notice how resurgent Muslims in Tajikistan nestles against Uighurs [pronounced WEE-gurs] in China and Talib in Afghanistan. See how China is trying to stamp out the Muslim religion in the Uighur territory Uighurstan to nationalist Uighufs)! As Russia tried in Tajikistan. And there seems to be a congruity of territory between Uighur territory and my beloved high Chitral, where Ben Laden is thought by fools to live.


Hussein, our new President, has his work cut out for him. No wonder Bushco failed. It ain't simple.

I wonder what it would feel like to be deeply religious, even unto death. Something in me wants to find out. Guess I never will.  Too much bad associated with it; and nonsense.

The New York Times
January 4, 2009
Independent, Tajiks Revel in Their Faith

By SABRINA TAVERNISE
DUSHANBE, Tajikistan — The crowd in the airport parking lot was jubilant despite the cold, with squealing children, busy concession stands and a tangle of idling cars giving the impression of an eager audience before a rock concert.

But it was religion, not rock ’n’ roll, that had drawn so many people: the Tajik families were waiting for their loved ones to land on a flight from Saudi Arabia, where they had taken part in the hajj, the annual Muslim pilgrimage to Mecca.

This did not use to happen. Tajikistan, a Muslim country north of Afghanistan, used to be part of the Soviet Union. Religion was banned, and any public expression of it, like prayer or making the hajj, was harshly punished.

A resurgence of Islam began here almost immediately after independence, in 1991, but years of civil war kept outward reflections of it, like the hajj, from appearing much.

Now, though, expressions of faith are flowering. At least 5,200 citizens of Tajikistan went on the hajj in 2008, more than 10 times the number who went in 2000, according to this country’s State Committee on Religion. Religious leaders have become important community figures, and Islamic political parties are permitted.

That enthusiasm was thick in the greeting crowd here, one of many that met the more than a dozen hajj flights in December. A woman whose first name is Marhabo, a 25-year-old mother of three, was waiting in the bitter cold with a 40-member extended family, most of them children.

“We’re Muslims,” she said brightly, hugging her small daughter closer to her in the cold. “Now there’s no limiting. Before, there were no mosques. Now there are many.”

It was close to midnight and the children were getting cranky. Marhabo’s sister-in-law bounced her own daughter, Medina, a small girl in a pink snowsuit, who was starting to cry.

There were many Medinas in the crowd, actually, named after another holy city in Saudi Arabia, in a fad that began here after the Soviet collapse.

The group was largely segregated, with women in bright scarves standing in clusters with the children behind the main arrivals area, where the men, some in traditional velvet robes, waited with camcorders to record the moment of arrival.

One old man with a long gray beard said he first made the pilgrimage in 1998. He took a bus that went through Iraq, “before,” his friend pointed out, “George Bush showed up.”

It used to be hard to be a believer here.

A man in his 30s whose first name is Akbar remembered running away from the Soviets when they caught him praying. His teacher ridiculed him for it, leaving him with a distinct dislike for school.

“Everyone was looking at me,” Akbar said. “I felt like a criminal.”

While the Tajiks’ newfound faith is thrilling for some, it has alarmed others, who worry that Islam’s popularity, combined with an economic crisis here, could lead to a surge of fundamentalism or militancy.

More than half the population lives on less than $2 each a day, and the country is currently experiencing a reverse industrialization: 77 percent of its population lives in rural areas, compared with 63 percent in the mid-1980s, said Khojamakhmad Umarov, a professor at the Institute of Economic Studies here.

Now, with migrant Tajik workers, the single largest contributors to the economy, facing an uncertain future in Russia, experts like Muzaffar Olimov worry that religious leaders will gain disproportionate power in society and that with the state education system in collapse, families will turn to religious schools for their children.

“The mullahs will make the weather,” said Mr. Olimov, who is director of Sharq, a research center here. “We have a model: our neighbor Afghanistan.”

But Tajik society is still strongly Soviet. New Year’s, a holiday celebrated in Soviet times with a decorated tree and presents, is still cherished, even in observant Muslim families.

“It’s not a Muslim holiday, but we like it,” Marhabo said, her small daughter reciting poetry she had learned in school for the occasion.

Marhabo talked about the meal they would have when they arrived at their home — a baked sheep. The government recently issued a rule forbidding families to spend too much money on weddings and other celebrations, a directive she said they were observing.

The plane from Saudi Arabia finally arrived. People threw candies, as if at a wedding, when they met their loved ones. Marhabo’s father, in a long white robe and a traditional hat, strode regally into their midst. He was met with an explosion of kisses.

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I am an attorney emeritus in Hawaii. I have been a lawyer in Texas, Alaska, and Hawaii; a soldier in Korea; a student at the Raymondville schools and the Universities of Texas and Chicago; a legislative ombudsman; a revisor of statutes; a legal aid lawyer; a court master, a guardian ad litem, a child custody lawyer ---and Abraham is the love of my life.

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