Thursday, June 12, 2008

The Great Belgian Lager

I can hear the rednecks howl.



"InBev steps up its courting of Budweiser maker
David Gow in Brussels
guardian.co.uk,
Thursday June 12 2008
Article history

Budweiser bottle
Inbev, the Belgian brewer, today saw its shares leap more than 4% after last night tabling an unsolicited $46.3bn (£23.76bn) bid for US rival Anheuser-Busch. If successful, the bid move would create the world's biggest beer-maker, with brands ranging from Stella Artois and Becks to Budweiser.



The Belgian group, which is offering $65 a share, is under pressure to sweeten its all-cash proposal closer to $70 but stepped up its courting of the maker of Budweiser by stressing its admiration for the Anheuser board and offering to take a "number of directors" on to the board of the new group. Anheuser shares rose 7% late on Wednesday.
Carlos Britos, Inbev chief executive, said in a video statement that there was a "strong business rationale" behind the offer and is due to step up his wooing in a conference call with investors later today.



Inbev, whose stable of brands includes Stella Artois, Becks and Bass, claims its offer represents a 35% premium on Anheuser's average share price before speculation of its approach surfaced. It says it is seeking a "friendly combination".
Britos has requested a meeting with his opposite number at Anheuser, August Busch, but has so far received no response. The US group did not reject the offer out of hand but said it would study it carefully. Inbev executives discussed its potential offer with Busch in Tampa on June 2 but made no formal proposal.



Britos has promised to make St Louis, Missouri - Anheuser's home town - the headquarters of the new group's North American operations and the global home of Budweiser. InBev says the new group would have combined sales of $36.4bn and pre-tax earnings of $10.7bn.
The bid is now the focus of warring websites, with InBev creating a new site http://www.globalbeerleader.com/ and opponents of the offer creating a rival site http://www.savebudweiser.com/ which has already received almost 32,000 of signatures from those determined that an American icon such as Budweiser should not fall into foreign hands. The site highlights the US company's charitable donations, its environmental awareness and says it is a "huge supporter of our military and their families both here and abroad".



"Let's band together as one voice and try to save more than just our beer," it says. "We don't want another American icon turned over to a foreign company; we want the motto to remain ... The Great American Lager."
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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Irena Sendler

We are losing heros in a hurry.

Lifted from "The Telegraph"

Social worker who saved 2,500 Jewish children in Warsaw and was tortured by the Gestapo.
Irena Sendler: We are not heroes. I continue to have qualms of conscience that I did so little
Irena Sendler, who died yesterday aged 98, is credited with having saved the lives of some 2,500 Jewish children in the Warsaw ghetto during the Second World War.
By 1942 the Germans had herded some 500,000 Polish Jews into the ghetto – an area of about one square kilometre – to await transportation to the extermination camps. Starvation and disease, especially typhoid, were endemic.

Irena Sendler was a Polish Roman Catholic social worker in the city who already had links with Zegota, the code name for the Council for Aid to Jews, and in December 1942 Zegota put her in charge of its children's department.

Wearing nurses' uniforms, she and a colleague, Irena Schultz, were sent into the ghetto with food, clothes and medicine, including a vaccine against typhoid. It soon became clear, however, that the ultimate destination of many of the Jews was to be the Treblinka death camp, and Zegota decided to try to save as many children as possible.

Using the codename "Jolanta", and wearing a Star of David armband to identify herself with the Jewish population, Irena Sendler became part of this escape network. One baby was spirited away in a mechanic's toolbox.

Some children were transported in coffins, suitcases and sacks; others escaped through the sewer system beneath the city. An ambulance driver who smuggled infants beneath the stretchers in the back of his van kept his dog beside him in the front seat, having trained the animal to bark to mask any cries from his hidden passengers.

In later life Irena Sendler recalled the heartbreak of Jewish mothers having to part from their children: "We witnessed terrible scenes. Father agreed, but mother didn't. We sometimes had to leave those unfortunate families without taking their children from them. I'd go back there the next day and often found that everyone had been taken to the Umschlagsplatz railway siding for transport to the death camps."

The children who were taken by Irena Sendler were given new identities and placed with convents, sympathetic families, orphanages and hospitals. Those who were old enough to talk were taught Christian prayers and how to make the sign of the Cross, so that their Jewish heritage would not be suspected.

Like the more celebrated Oskar Schindler, Irena Sendler kept a list of the names of all the children she saved, in the hope that she could one day reunite them with their families.
On the night of October 20 1943 Irena Sendler's house was raided by the Gestapo, and her immediate thought was to get rid of the list: "I wanted to throw it out of the window but couldn't, the whole house was surrounded by Germans. So I threw it to my colleague and went to open the door.

"There were 11 soldiers. In two hours they almost tore the whole house apart. The roll of names was saved due to the great courage and intelligence of my colleague, who hid it in her underwear."

The Nazis took Irena Sendler to the Pawiak prison, where she was tortured; although her legs and feet were broken, and her body left permanently scarred, she refused to betray her network of helpers or the children whom she had saved. Finally, she was sentenced to death.
She escaped thanks to Zegota, one of whose members bribed a guard to set her free. She immediately returned to her work using a new identity. Having retrieved her list of names, she buried it in a jar beneath an apple tree in a friend's garden.
In the end it provided a record of some 2,500 names, and after the war she attempted to keep her promise to reunite the children with their families. Most of the parents, however, had been gassed at Treblinka.

Irena Sendler was born Irena Krzyzanowska in Warsaw on February 15 1910 into a Polish Roman Catholic family. Her father was a physician who ran a hospital at the suburb of Otwock, and a number of his patients were impoverished Jews.
Although he died of typhus in 1917, his example was of profound importance to Irena, who later said: "I was taught that if you see a person drowning, you must jump into the water to save them, whether you can swim or not."

After the war Irena Sendler continued in her profession as a social worker and also became a director of vocational schools. In 1965 she became one of the first Righteous Gentiles to be honoured by Yad Vashem, the Holocaust Martyrs' and Heroes' Remembrance Authority in Jerusalem. At that time Poland's Communist leaders would not allow her to travel to Israel, and she was unable to collect the award until 1983.

In 2003 she was awarded Poland's highest honour, the Order of the White Eagle; and last year she was nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize, eventually won by Al Gore.
A play about her wartime experiences, called Life in a Jar, was written in 2000 by a group of American schoolgirls. It was performed on more than 200 occasions in the United States, Poland and Canada.

She was also the subject of a biography by Anna Mieszkowska, Mother of the Children of the Holocaust: The Story of Irena Sendler. Last year it was reported that Irena Sendler's exploits in Warsaw were to be the subject of a film, with Angelina Jolie in the starring role.
In her latter years Irena Sendler was cared for in a Warsaw nursing home by Elzbieta Ficowska, who – in July 1942, at six months old – had been smuggled out of the ghetto by Irena in a carpenter's workbox.

In 2005 Irena Sendler reflected: "We who were rescuing children are not some kind of heroes. That term irritates me greatly. The opposite is true – I continue to have qualms of conscience that I did so little. I could have done more. This regret will follow me to my death."
Irena Sendler's first husband was Mieczyslaw Sendler. The marriage was dissolved, and she later married Stefan Zgrzembski, with whom she had two sons and a daughter. One of the boys died in infancy, and her second son in 1999. Her daughter survives her.
Story from Telegraph News:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/1950450/Irena-Sendler.html

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

J.D. Drew is a.....

a.) pussy
b.) big pussy
c.) fucking pussy

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

So long, Tina

So, I saw over at Sports by Brooks that Tina Cervasio "left" NESN after her contract expired (wasn't renewed?). I hadn't noticed she was gone.

Honestly, she annoyed the feck out of me.

The new head is some Kathryn Tappen clone named Heidi Watney.
http://blog.masslive.com/redsoxmonster/2008/04/will_this_woman_take_red_sox_n.html

Baseball doesn't need sideline reporters, it doesn't need in game interviews with annoyed managers. Just show us the game. Let Remy and Orsillo do their jods without jammering sports bims.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

It's a Girl!


If your kid does sports it’s never too early to talk to them about the danger of drugs and “supplements”.

Tammy Thomas was an Olympic cyclist who was banned for life for steroid use. Then she got caught in the same Balco deal that is looming over Barry Bonds. Thomas is the first one of the Balco athletes to go to trial. (Started yesterday).

See story here:
http://www.insidebayarea.com/oaklandtribune/ci_8689541

A photo of Thomas while she was competing:
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/322518981_04c0c0494e.jpg

A photo taken last week at pre-trial hearings:
http://whatithink.bostonbiker.org/files/2008/03/tammy-thomas-2007.jpg

Yes, it really is the same woman. It remains to be seen what long term effects the drugs will have on her. Another cyclist busted for steroid use (long before anybody ever heard of EPO) Cindy Olavarri has had long term joint issues and a permanent voice change.

Unintentional cheating is also in the news. Hammer Nutrition (Available at Whole Foods!) is being sued by a number of elite athletes that were contracted to use their products. It seems that some products were contaminated with a banned anabolic steroid.

Read story here:
http://www.cyclingnews.com/news.php?id=features/2008/neben_court_case08

Keep an eye on what your kids are doing as well as what you put in your own body to get you through a tough club ride.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

RIP Sheldon

Long time subscribers to the NBW list know that I periodically misuse it to muse on the passing of cultural icons. Fred Rogers, Syd Barrett and Johnny Cash come to mind. These essays are usually tinged with the regret of not having met great people or not letting them know in some way that they have contributed in someway to the quality of my life.

When I read of the passing of some of the people I looked up to, and as I get further into middle age the list grows quickly, I often feel an odd loss. It is a selfish feeling. A feeling that I will never get the chance to ask them a question to share a minute or two of time and space. It may be an odd feeling but how great would it have been to ask Jim Henson which was his favorite Muppet? I feel genuine loss when the world loses a person I admire and realize that their contributions to our lives are over.

I do not wish to rub shoulders with celebrities or particularly care who the new “It Girl” is but I would have loved to thank Mr. Rogers for his part in making my dark childhood a bit brighter. Does that explain it?

I wrote this for the NBW list:

As I noted yesterday Sheldon Brown has died. I won’t get into detail as to who Sheldon is and what he did. If you are not familiar with him visit http://www.sheldonbrown.com/ and have a browse. I feel a big loss at losing Sheldon. He was a larger than life icon among bike mechanics and bike geeks. While not a media phenomenon Sheldon was world-renowned. He is spoken of with reference by bike geeks near and far. He had a well-considered opinion on all things cycling. We was a singer, dancer, photographer, teacher and student of many subjects. Unlike the other icons I’ve mentioned I have had the pleasure of meeting Sheldon. I’m sure I made no real impression on him but he was neat to be around.

I first met him when he interviewed me for a job at Harris six or so years ago. He was much more cordial than I had been told to expect. Maybe my resume did enough to assure him that I was a bike guy not just a guy looking for a job. I was not offered the job. The Harris family and Sheldon were concerned that I lived too far from the shop. Or so they said. It was a polite let down.

I next met Sheldon at the Larz Anderson Bike Show. Before the show like-minded retro grouches rode our bikes into Boston for coffee and then did some urban off roading back to the park for the antique bike show. Sheldon was surprisingly strong on the bike.

The last time I saw Sheldon was at a retro-grouch ride I hosted a few years ago. Sheldon and about a dozen other steel frame and wool jersey fans collected in Bristol for a modified NBW Barrington Ride. The as yet undiagnosed MS that would effect the last years of his life slowed Sheldon down that day and he couldn’t keep up. Ted Shwartz offered to stay with him and shepherd him back to the start. After the ride we all had lunch at Aidan’s. Sheldon tucked into his steak and beer with gusto all the while entertaining questions from his enthralled (star struck maybe) dining companions.

Reading some of the eulogies rolling in for Sheldon, many by people who never had the pleasure of interacting with him, made realize that I had my chance with Sheldon. I could have thanked him for all his help. I didn’t, I blew it. I figured there is always time. It’s not like he’s all that famous. He’s accessible, not like a real famous person I’ll never get the chance to meet. Now he’s dead. His children have lost their father and Harriett has lost her soul mate and bike nerds are left to read his wisdom on glowing screens.

Special people surround us all. They don’t need to be entertainment, or internet celebrities to be stars. Enjoy their company. Don’t be shy. Thank them for making your life better, more fun, or interesting.

Go with G*d Sheldon.

Il Bruce

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Raoul Wallenberg

From the Montreal Gazette Online 1/17/2008

Remembering Raoul Wallenberg
Irwin Cotler, Montreal Gazette

Today, Raoul Wallenberg Commemorative Day, is an important moment of remembrance and reminder. It marks the 63rd anniversary of the Jan. 17, 1945 disappearance of Raoul Wallenberg, the lost hero of humanity, whom the United Nations characterized as "the greatest humanitarian of the 20th century."

Wallenberg, a Swedish non-Jew who saved thousands of Jews in the Holocaust, is the embodiment of the Talmudic and Quranic idiom that whoever saves a single life, it is as if they have saved an entire universe.
The lost hero of the Holocaust confronted the Nazi killing machine and showed not only that one person can make a difference, but that one person can resist, that one person can confront, that one person can indeed prevail over radical evil.



Raoul Wallenberg's incredible heroism included the granting of the Shutzpasses - the diplomatic passes which provided protective immunity to their recipients and, in fact, influenced other governments - the Swiss, the Portuguese, the Spanish, and the Vatican legations - to follow his example. As a result of this singular provision of diplomatic immunity, thousands were saved by this route alone.

Wallenberg led the establishment of protective havens - the international ghetto as it came to be called - 32 safe houses protected by neutral legations.
Once again, he inspired other legations to follow his example, and with this initiative alone saved some 32,000 people.

Wallenberg's organization of hospitals, soup kitchens, child-care centres - the staples of international humanitarian assistance - provided women, children, the sick, the elderly - the most vulnerable of victims - with a semblance of human dignity in the face of the worst of all horrors and evil.

He rescued thousands from deportation and death in October 1944 alone when the Arrow Cross - the Nazi puppet government in Hungary - unleashed a wave of murderous deportations and atrocities. At the railway stations, Wallenberg provided, once again, the protective Shutzpasses to remove Jews about to be deported to a certain death.

In November 1944, as thousands of Jews, mainly women and children, were sent on a 200-kilometre death march, Raoul Wallenberg followed, distributing food, medical supplies and improvised certificates. To the Jews, Wallenberg was the guardian angel. For Adolph Eichmann, the bureaucratic desk murderer responsible for the Final Solution of Hungarian Jewry, Wallenberg was the Judenhund Wallenberg: Wallenberg the Jewish dog.

Wallenberg's last rescue was perhaps the most memorable. As the Nazis were advancing on Budapest, threatening to blow up the Budapest ghetto and liquidate the remnants of Hungarian Jews - some 70,000 in the Budapest ghetto alone - Wallenberg put the Nazi generals on notice, including Nazi General Schmidhuber - that they would be brought to justice, if not executed, for their war crimes and crimes against humanity.

The result was that the Nazi generals desisted from their assault, and 70,000 more Jews were saved, rescued by the incredible courage of one person who was prepared to confront evil and resist.

Canada established Raoul Wallenberg Commemorative Day for Canadians to learn about, reflect upon, and be inspired by the incredible heroism this great humanitarian who, in his singular protection of civilians in armed conflict, signified the best of international humanitarian law; who, in his singular organization of humanitarian relief, exemplified the best of humanitarian intervention; who, in his warning to Nazi generals that they would be held accountable for their crimes, foreshadowed the Nuremberg principles; who, in saving 100,000 Jews, personified the Talmudic idiom that if a person saves a single life it is as if he or she has saved an entire universe; and who, in having the courage to care and the commitment to act, showed that one person can confront radical evil, prevail, and transform history.

Today, Raoul Wallenberg deserves to be remembered not only for his heroism, but as a reminder and inspiration for action - that each one of us has an indispensable role to play in the struggle for betterment of the human condition; human rights begins with each of us - in our homes, in our schools, in our workplace, in our human relations, in our daily capacity for acts of care and compassion on behalf of some victim of discrimination or disadvantage somewhere.

The great medieval sage, the Rambam teaches us that the world can be seen as balanced between half-good and half-evil. Therefore, one good deed by any one of us can tilt the balance in favour of the good, having a transformative impact on the universe as a whole - that would be living the Raoul Wallenberg legacy.

Irwin Cotler is the member of Parliament for Mount Royal and official opposition critic for Human Rights. He helped established Canada's Raoul Wallenberg Commemorative Day.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

The Vanishing Turk

Where is Murat?

Here he is:
www.bisikletcimurat.blogspot.com

I see he went with the yellow uni. Good call.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

O Dinis

Last night Liz took me out for my birthday. We went to O Dinis. We are there every week and have been regulars for years. It is a neighborhood Portuguese restaurant. Very homey and they take good care of us.

On Monday nights after 8 they have a buffet for about $15.00 (including wine). At 9 they close the doors and the music starts. In all our visits to the place this was our first Monday buffet. The owner Dinis Paiva http://cdbaby.com/cd/dinispaiva is a renowned fado singer and all his cronies show up and play.

Dinis and his daughter Natalia were thrilled to see us show up after many, many invitations. It is open to the public but most weeks the crowd is made up of “regulars”.

Last night there was a party of eight celebrating a birthday. Not sure where they were from but they were Hispanic not Portuguese. They brought their guitars and two of the fellows opened the show in Spanish. Wonderful.

After half a dozen songs the regulars started. A professor from Brown sat in for the first time on guitar and picked right up. Two different guests sang with the trio of guitarists. One was great and sang a couple of fado songs and the other did a fair job of some Christmas carols.

Around 10:45 Dinis held court. He is a bit of a local celebrity and a natural showman. His banter was all in Portuguese so I have no idea what he said but evidently he’s pretty funny too. He does have a fantastic voice.

We had to leave early, and after a glass too many of brandy, but had a great time.

La Prov locals should check the place out.

O Dinis
579 Warren Ave
East Providence, RI 02914
(401) 438-3769

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Big River Management Area

People that know il Bruce in the real world know that I am not much of a cyclist any longer but while organizing my once yearly mountain bike ride I was informed that my trail of choice was unavailable.

The Big River area is state designated open space. A water shed area it was taken by eminent domain to be made into a reservoir. RI being RI it ran into political trouble and now contains a soon to be redundant Amgen plant and golf course because both these endeavours use little water and are ecologically friendly.

Evidently now that all of the residential tenants have moved out they closed all the entrances to try to stop illegal dumping. They are also keeping out mountain bikers, hikers and hunters. I contacted RI DEM and they responded that nobody had told them it was chained off and that the RI Sate Water Board managed the and to contact them. I did. Although the responded to my email within a couple of hours nobody was sure what the deal is.

They hope to have an answer for me Friday.

It would be a shame to lose a great area like Big River. I know the NEMBA cult has done a lot to keep the place tidy (cleaning up after hunters it seems).

Monday, November 19, 2007

Lowell stays with Red Sox

Thank God.

The hell with sabermetrics and all that.

He's a good player. Plays the way New Englanders like to see their players play.

Now ditch the Clark Gable 'stach.

Monday, November 05, 2007

iWay

What a colossal fuck up.

They have completely fucked the I95 south exit. No fucking room. Every time ther is amerge they drop a lane. Typical RIDOT and their pointy headed low rent engineers.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Mom?


But she doesn't look like his mother.
A garden gnome yes, but not his mom.

Monday, October 15, 2007

KCCX

The KC crew seems to have a good handle on the cross natz this year.

They managed to have their website up month, not days, before the event. There is event merchandise available. There is a clear and easy way to sign up to volunteer.

They hired "King Dickie" Fries as announcer though... Curious.

www.kccrossnationals.com

http://www.velonews.com/race/cyc/articles/13521.0.html

Monday, October 01, 2007

Alumni Ride Piccie

I Bike

You bike.

He/she/it bikes.

Bike is not a verb.

That is all.

Rhody Ride

On Saturday I traveled down to Kingston for a URI Cycling Team reunion ride.

When I was at URI the only year we had a racing team was 1987. It was anchored by Jim Peters (NBX), Fred Croy and multiple Masters national champion Mike Hutchinson. Jeff “Potsie” Potter Jimmy Aldrich, Eric Bowker (Catamount) and I rounded out the roster. We had some success thanks to the talent of Jim, Mike and Fred and we had a lot of fun thanks to all. The team rumbled on for a few more years after us but died out about 1992. There were a couple of false starts since then and nothing has taken hold on campus.

Eight riders showed up for the ride Saturday. Most still ride regularly and three are still racing. I was amazed at the turnout. The campus paper even showed up to take a few pictures and ask a few questions.

I faded about an hour into the ride and Dr. Matt and I headed back to campus and met up with the rest at Fred’s house later in the afternoon. It was quite a nice day of catching up with old friends.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Hands off my toaster

Hadda wasted youth try to break into my car last night.

About 3:30 I heard something in my driveway. I looked out the window to see a white do rag bobbing up and down.

My Azorean homie was trying to get the my car door open. I yelled out the window. No response.

I went down stairs as Mrs. M called 911 and went into the back yard. Manny (his real name) just kept banging on the door of the car. He stayed three until the police came and grabbed him.

Manny was looking for a girl named Ariel who, I guess, he thought was in my car.

Monday, September 24, 2007

I am a technology moran.

The internet police here a Deathnic have cracked down again and taken away our ability to stream audio and video. Don't care about the video but I can't stand my office being so quiet. I sit in the center of the building. No windows, and a lot of electrical interference. Over the air radio is useless.

I brought in a couple fairly good radios a Grundig 300 mini radio and a Realistic DX-390 both were unable to receive anything but the local frequency abusers. Undeterred I decided that I'd try satellite radio and iPod to keep the music and news flowing.

Friday afternoon I went to Circuit City to pick up a Sirius radio, Nano and a dock that worked with both. Circuit City was staffed by idiots and didn't have the receiver and had no idea what the iPods cost. I went down the road to Best Buy and picked up everything I wanted (at the same price CC offered after mail-in rebates).

Once home I decided to play with the iPod first. No go. Our G5 cannot handle the awesome technology of the base model new Nano. Tonight I will be buying a new operating system for Mrs. M. I'm a bit pissed that the 'puter will not handle the latest iTunes and iPod.

The radio works great in the office though. I had a few signal losses but found a better place for the antenna and am having fun with the radio.

Friday, September 21, 2007

The Big E


Me and Mrs. M are off to the Eastern States Exposition Saturday.
Not sure why I want to go. Might be fun. Last time I went Otter Creek was set up in the VT building. I enjoyed that.