The Bathing Cart

A Bathing Cart  was a wooden locker room on two or four wheels that was pulled into the water. In the 18th and 19th centuries it offered women an opportunity to swim in the ocean unseen, in a morally proper manner. At that time it was considered indecent and offensive for a woman to bathe within sight of men, even though the then-common swimwear covered a lot more than it does today.


I have to admit I rarely go swimming any more.

Women bathing in burqas in Aqaba, Jordan.

While the modesty of centuries past seems rather more in line with what is common in parts of the Middle East today, I have searched the thesaurus in vain for words to charitably describe what passes for bathing attire nowadays; expensive dental floss is what comes to mind.

Somewhere there has to be a happy medium between extremist prudishness and a beach party sponsored by Cosmo. Sadly, my opinion will have scant effect on the trends of the world, and I’m almost glad I won’t be around to see what fashions look like (or don’t) in 50 years.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

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Technology, 50’s style

Woman operating a card puncher, ca. 1950

This is a card puncher, an integral part of the tabulation system used by the United States Census Bureau to compile the thousands of facts gathered by the Bureau. Holes are punched in the card according to a prearranged code transferring the facts from the census questionaire into statistics.

Found at the National Archives

If my experience as a NRFU enumerator for the 2010 census was any indication, they probably are still using a few of these in back rooms somewhere…

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Hidden Street Art

Recently seen on Teresa Burritt’s Frog Blog:

I loved this picture. Checking around, I found that the image had been posted and pinned repeatedly, but there was no source or location given, so I did a little sleuthing.

Very few clues were available, although at first I thought it might be somewhere in New York. The sushi restaurant’s name was obscured, and the neighboring shop’s sign was difficult to read, but I tried Momoji and found a few hits. I was able to find one in Philadelphia on South 5th street. Google Street View showed that it had changed hands and is now called Niji Sushi house,

But the shop two doors down looked very familiar. Sure enough, Crown of Creation is also on South 5th Street in Philly:

Turning around, I saw something that looked very familiar:

Mission accomplished. Our leaning tower of Pisa is on the corner of South 5th Street and Gaskill Street in Philadelphia. Instead of a sagging pole, some enterprising street artist saw something else, and with a little paint created a tiny wonder, one of the many joys of urban life that is there for people with eyes to see. And Street View is awesome.

Another view:

The Old Wolf has spoken.

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Ripley: B’gosh, I’ll jest swan to Guinea!

A visit to the Ripley museum in St. Augustine, Florida, got the wheels turning a bit, and when I saw this article in the Wall Street Journal, I wanted to get a few thoughts down before they… squirrel!

Where was I? Oh, yeah. When I was a kid, I loved the Believe it or Not books. I remember poring over them with intense fascination… sort of like I would do today with Wikipedia or TVTropes (be warned, that’s a timesink!) Ripley was a source of the odd, the incredible, and the fascinating.

The largest Erector Set structure: a scale model Ferris wheel, two stories tall.

Ripley’s odditoria are full of intriguing things, and I enjoyed the visit to the one in St. Augustine, but it struck me that what passed for odd back in the day now seems a bit banal. With access to modern media and the shrinking of the world with speedy and effortless travel, the average American has probably become somewhat jaded; add to that the fact that as time passes, some of Ripley’s oddities (like the Iron Maiden, for example) have been called into question regarding their historical authenticity.

Ripley was a showman, but in my experience he never tried to deceive. Everything he reported on was legitimate, at least as he understood it in his day. And his daily cartoons must have been a source of wonder and amazement for people like Ma and Pa Ripley, living in their rattletrap cabin on the windswept Iowa plain (borrowing a riff from Hamlin Garland, here); folks who never got more than 100 miles from their farm in all their lives would scratch their heads in consternation at the thought of a Chinese guide with a candle in his head.

Small wonder that his cartoons were so popular.

Good thing they never caught sight of this gentleman:

Nowadays, 5 seconds with Google can find stuff in the real world that makes most of Ripley’s items seem as common as Wonder bread, and a lot of it absolutely redlines my Weird-o-Meter. But I still enjoy going through my old Believe it or Not books – it’s not hard to recapture the sense of wonder I had as a child as I read about the strange things one could find in the world.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

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The Scream: Symbol of a godless age

A recent article over at Slate examines the phenomenon of the one-hit wonder in the art world. While Munch does not fall into this category, The Scream is doubtless his best-known work. The article continues with an analysis of why this painting, which recently sold for a record $120,000,000 at auction, has been so popular over the years. The executive summary: it continues to terrify us. “After a century of mechanization and generally advancing secularism, The Scream continues to resonate because the inner turmoil it depicts remains part of the human condition.” As to its purpose, Munch noted that “that he’d created an image for a godless age, as people struggled to understand their place in a world without divine purpose.”

Not being a student of art history, I never knew that last little bit. Yet somehow, looking at the image, it makes sense. If you believe that the universe has no underlying purpose, that humanity and all else is the result of random evolution of hydrogen atoms into order, the madness of society could indeed leave a person feeling much like the faceless symbols of fear we see in the painting. On the other hand, my experience of people of faith is that they are less apt to respond in that manner; those who look beyond themselves for answers are more apt to leave the unanswered questions to God and find peace in a conviction that in some way, shape or form the universe is in good hands despite the inherent unfairness and difficulty of life.

To be fair, I know many humanists who live lives of fulfillment, contribution and purpose, and who work to lift the human condition without falling into psychotic fugues of terror. What I’m relating here applies more to myself than anyone else – I know that if it weren’t for my faith in a divine plan of happiness, I would probably spend my time screaming like the dude on the bridge.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

The Rise and Fall of Brick and Mortar

A recent article in the LA Times reports that Target has stopped selling Amazon kindles, apparently as punishment for Amazon’s push to get people to us other stores as a showroom for their own products, even going as far as to offer a 5% discount for ship-jumpers.

This is typical corporate thinking – penny wise and pound foolish. They are depriving themselves of a revenue stream, hoping to dissuade consumers from comparison shopping, and simply stated, it won’t work.

I do this all the time, and I don’t have a Kindle. I have an HTC Incredible 2, with a great little barcode scanner app, and if I see something in a store I will always do the online comparison unless I’m just out for something I need right at the moment. This is the new reality, and rather than respond with knee-jerk actions like Target (or the TSA, when it comes to that), stores will simply need to adjust.

It may mean carrying a smaller inventory at the storefront, and offering Amaz0n-comparable discounts for items purchased online. It may mean stores become more showroom than retail outlet, with merchandise that customers can inspect and then order on the spot by scanning a QR code. It may mean something else altogether. But whatever it means, stores need to come to grips with the phenomenon, rather than assume that some chuckleheaded response will make the problem go away.

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Karma

This is the all-time favorite post from over at NotAlwaysRight.com. It can be amusing, and it can be depressing at the same time – sort of like Dilbert… you know, so true it hurts.  But I share this one here because I love the ending of the story.

We reap what we sow.


Every (Bad) Crowd Has A Silver Lining

(When I was in college, I used to work in the cafeteria. On this day, two girls are making fun of a third.)

Mean Girl #1: “Oooooh, a hamburger? So much for that diet.”

Mean Girl #2: “Are you kidding? She’s never been on a diet in her life!”

(The third girl who they are talking to is, for the record, very nice looking.)

Girl #3: *taken aback* “I…I worked out today. I need the protein.”

Me: “Come on, leave her alone. She can eat whatever she wants!”

Mean Girl #1: “Yeah, I guess you don’t have to worry about what you eat if you’re already fat and ugly!”

(One of my coworkers has been listening from a distance. He walks over, looks all three girls up and down, and then turns to the third.)

Coworker: “Excuse me, miss, but do you think I could get your phone number?”

Girl #3: “Are you serious?”

Coworker: “Completely! Who wouldn’t want a date with a beautiful girl who knows how to take care of herself?”

(This was five years ago. I’m going to be the best man at their wedding.)


The Old Wolf has spoken.

Dear Nutella™…

Spett.le Ferrero,

I just received word that I am eligible to participate in the recently settled class-action lawsuit filed by Athena Hohenberg and her army of lawyers. While the prospect of getting a few bucks for nothing more than the effort of filing an electronic form is tempting, particularly in this economy, I respectfully decline to do so.

I regret that things went down this path. Corporate vigilance is important, but this lawsuit is a clear example of attorneys hungry for billable hours taking on what they see as a deep pocket, for no other reason than personal enrichment. To say that these leeches are concerned with public health is like saying that the fox is concerned with the welfare of the hens. I see nothing misleading in your contention that a bit of Nutella™ spread on a lovely slice of whole-grain bread is no less healthy than the same bread with honey, and perhaps even more so.

I’ve been loving Nutella™ since I discovered it in Europe decades ago, and I have probably bought at least a case of the stuff since 2008. I’ve enjoyed every bite, and you don’t owe me a dime.

Distinti saluti.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

Thinking can undermine religious faith, study finds

Thus proclaims solemnly an article in the LA times. I laughed hard when I thought about my humanist friends frantically searching for this button on their keyboards:

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It has long been known that independent thought and religious beliefs don’t blend well, but I can’t read an article like this without considering its implications, simply because I’m a person of faith who seeks truth wherever it can be found.

The vastness and complexity of our universe, from the macro to the micro scale, virtually gobsmacks me. I can’t contemplate the awesomeness of the cosmos or the incredible harmony of what happens at the subatomic level (and mind you, I’m looking at all of this from almost a layman’s perspective because I can’t do the math) without going back to my pinball days for an analogy:

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At the same time, I am unable to contemplate this same vast complexity and wrap my head around the concept of hydrogen atoms evolved to consciousness, with all due respect to Carl Sagan, who I think was a worthy purveyor of humanism.

The thing is – occam’s razor notwithstanding – science doesn’t explain it all for me. As deep as we’ve gone, as far out as we’ve peered, we haven’t even begun to scratch the surface of the cosmic repository of knowledge, and there are some areas that science and faith just can’t touch. Faith won’t explain dark energy or find a Higgs Boson, and science will never quantify Beethoven, Frida Kahlo or Maya Angelou.

We get into trouble when we try to look at the universe in terms of either/or, when we have the option of seeing it as both/and. Doing the former gets us into trouble on both sides of the fence.

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The error on the right neglects to account for things which have been proven beyond all reasonable doubt; the error on the left (which is only implied,) is for scientists to insist that the absence of proof of something equates to its nonexistence. Both errors are fatal, and lead to untenable positions.

“But there’s no empirical proof whatsoever for the existence of metaphysical phenomena, therefore we can’t factor them in,” says the scientist. This is why I absolutely love the novel Contact: Ellie Arroway was left with no proof that what she had experienced was real, yet despite the machinations of the scientific world to deny what could not be proven, she would go to her grave with a sure knowledge of what had happened to her was real. Joseph Smith, the Latter-day Saint prophet, said much the same: “I had seen a vision; I knew it, and I knew that God knew it, and I could not deny it, neither dared I do it.” For him, his experience was real, and all the opposition in the world could not change that; he went to his death for the sake of his convictions.

While I’m not sure that by studying one small facet of the universe for long enough will lead to a comprehension of totality as some Eastern philosophies hold, I warn against the danger of drawing false conclusions because one is not able to see totality. The following illusion is a case in point:

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If you don’t know what you’re looking at – and in this case, even if you do – it’s very hard to discern the totality of the picture. If, however, you look at the picture another way,

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reality takes on a different look altogether.

Thus in one sense, I agree fully with the headline of the article. When science tries to look at religion and cram it into the grand unified theory it fails miserably, and religion comes up poor. As a result, many people who were raised in households of faith simply allow their spiritual walk to fall by the wayside because it doesn’t fit within the body of scientific knowledge, and they effectively shut the door to half of the human experience. Conversely, when religion tries to make scientific fact conform to pre-defined conclusions, we get things like this:

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I do believe that all truth can be circumscribed into one great whole. Even the disciple Paul, for all his faith, knew that our vision and our knowledge on this earth is sorely limited, saying, “For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.”

The more we look at the puzzle, the more pieces we will be able to fit in. As for me and my house, I refuse to try to solve the puzzle by looking at only half the pieces, and pretending the other half really belongs to a different picture.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

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Fukushima Ghost Towns

A haunting photo essay over at Business Insider shows images of towns inside the quarantine zone around the Fukushima Dai-Ichi nuclear plant that suffered catastrophic failure after the March 2011 earthquake and tsunami.

In some ways, these pictures these pictures moved me more than the videos of the utter devastation around Sendai. It may be possible at some point for people to reclaim their homes, businesses, and lives – but radioactivity is nasty business, and as this post from PRI explains, the well-meaning officials of Japan are sailing in uncharted waters. Some of these areas may end up looking like the ghostly remains of Pripyat; only time will tell.

My heart continues to resonate with the Japanese people in the spirit of 2011’s kanji of the year, 絆 – kizuna, or “bond.” May they have strength for their forward journey.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

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