American Airlines – Ludicrous Reservation System

I need to travel to Tallahassee, Florida from Southern California. When I didn’t find a decent connection from San Diego, I tried Ontario, an airport conveniently located for us as an alternate. Here is what it came up with:

1292 07:55 AM
ONT
12:53 PM
DFW
  $854
  $1458
  $2997
  $2422
  $4000

2459   04:50 PM
DFW
05:55 PM
LAX
         

1254   09:15 PM
LAX
05:18 AM
MIA
         

4516   07:20 AM
MIA
08:40 AM
TLH

I get to fly out of Ontario at 7:55 in the morning, go to Dallas, spend 5 hours at the airport,  only to fly back to LAX so I can leave again from LAX, 100 miles west of Ontario, to go to Miami on the red eye. Heck, I could drive to LAX in the evening and park my car there and get there a day faster.

And if I were to book a first class ticket, it would cost $4,000 for the privilege of being caught in airline hell for a full 24 hours.

Here is an example of an automated system going completely amuck.

Last Chance Harvey – the Movie

A gentle love story starring Dustin Hoffman and Emma Thompson. I haven’t seen Dustin Hoffman in a while in a character movie, so this was refreshing.

Dustin plays Harvey, a failed pianist who makes his living composing and playing scores for commercials. And he is apparently failing at that, too. He loses his job. His only daughter is getting married in London. The daughter lets him know at the wedding that she would rather her stepfather give her away at the wedding. Everything about the wedding is awkward for Harvey. The man is seriously down on his luck.

At the airport, he meets a Kate, a woman who conducts interviews of passerbys. He dismisses her rudely when he first meets her, but later notices her in a bar when waiting for a plane. And thus develops a tender relationship of two lost souls who both seem to have nowhere else to go.

We watch the story and enjoy it, even though it is predictable and some parts of the movie are trying to be funny but really are not. Dustin Hoffman’s superb skills make it happen though, and we remain entertained and captivated.

At the end, we feel good when the credits come up. Down on his luck, and up in his spirit, Last Chance Harvey walks off along a path in the park.

Rating: ***

Revolutionary Road – the Movie

This is a story of desperation in the 1950s played by Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet. The young couple, Frank and April, meet at a party, get married, has two children, a house in the suburbs, a car, furniture, parties, drinks after work, cigarettes all the time, and empty hearts through and through.

They dream of throwing it all away and moving to Paris, she working as a secretary or translator, he following his dreams, which he does not even know what they are.

Life in the 1950s was simpler. The only electric gadget was the black and white TV. To entertain yourself, you had to read, go out to the bars and dance, have dinner with the neighbors or take a walk in the woods. It’s hard for us to imagine now how that can be stressful.

But Frank hates his job, set in a cubicle surrounded by many others like it, a secretarial pool down the hall, glass corner offices where the bosses scheme things. He works 8 to 5, wears a suit and hat, while April stays at home, takes care of the kids and lives in deep longing.

American Beauty comes to mind, the movie where nothing is what it seems.

With Frank and April, everything is what it seems, a quiet and sometimes loud desperation, but neither they themselves, nor the neighbors, nor the real estate lady, fess up to it. 

Until the real estate lady and her husband bring over their adult son, with a Ph.D. in mathematics, but committed  to a mental institution. They call him crazy, but it is obvious that the only thing crazy about him is that he detects the truth about everything and everyone around him instantly, accepts no hypocricy from anyone and speaks his mind so brutally honestly that if feels like he’s using martial arts. It’s like he’s slicing the bullshit in the air with a Samurai sword. He is truly joy to watch among all these stale and zombie-like people. No wonder they locked him up.

But Frank and April don’t quite have the strength to listen to him, face their own demons, and more and more they slip into despair.

Watching this film and all the smoking in it made my eyes water. But it was worth it.

Rating: ****

Book Review: From Time to Time – by Jack Finney

This is the sequel to Time and Again which I reviewed not too long ago. Si Morley, the protagonist, has returned to the 1880s in New York City to marry Julia and start a family. But he is haunted about “the Project” where he learned time travel in the late 20th century, and he decides, with his wife’s permission, to go back and find out. He makes it back, meets Rube Prien, one of his associates, who wants him to go to the year 1912 and attempt to prevent World War I by manipulating just the right details in history at just the right time. Reluctantly, he decides to do it, and subsequently he spends most of his time in the 1912 era.

In the process of pursuing his mission, he ends up taking a ride on the Titanic from England to America. We all know what happened to the Titanic, so why would he do a thing like that? It was part of the mission. The key figure in the escalation that led to WW I was an aide to President Taft who happened to travel on the Titanic. Si knew which lifeboat would have room so he could save himself.

He also was with a female “companion” named the “Jotta Girl” which I won’t elaborate about here lest I spoil things for you. The two of them know that in order to change history, dangerous as it sounds, they need to make a slight course change in the Titanic’s path,  just a few feet, so it would miss the iceberg.  He and his companion accomplish exactly that by distracting the man at the great ship’s wheel just briefly, and they think they have accomplished it, until 11:20pm comes around on that fateful night.

Well, I can tell you that if Si and the Jotta Girl hadn’t messed with the course of the Titanic, it would have sailed right past the iceberg and arrived in New York a few days later. But the fact is, our time traveler was on board, and without even realizing it, it was he who ended up sealing the fate. The lesson is: don’t mess with history if you are a time traveler.

The neat thing about this story and Time and Again is that time travel is accomplished not by machines and energy, but by self-hypnosis, manipulating the surroundings, picking the exact time and place, and by pure skill. Once it’s described, it’s completely plausible, and as the reader you get immersed into the story accepting that Si can do this incredible thing. That’s where the magic starts.

I loved these two books.

Interestingly, and I didn’t know this until just now, Jack Finney is also the author of the novel “The Invasion of the Body Snatchers” which has me surprised. I just have to pick up a few more Finney books then.

Movie Review: Taken

Warning: Do not watch this movie before any young female friends or relatives travel to Europe.

After watching and reviewing Trade just recently, this is about the very same subject, trafficking of females as sex slaves. This movie is more of an action flick, where Liam Neeson plays a retired CIA operative whose daughter, living with his uppity ex-wife and her husband in Los Angeles, wants to go to Paris with a friend.

He does not agree to let her go because he thinks it’s not safe. His daughter and her friend are 17 years old, and when you watch them act, their maturity level resembles more that of 13 year olds. You shudder to think of them alone in Europe.

They barely get out of the airplane, needing a ride into the city to their hotel, when they are targeted by Albanian mafioso spotters who whisk them away.

And thus the non-stop action starts. While these guys get away with their crimes most of the time, this time they could not have picked a worse target: the daughter of a security expert. Within hours he is on their trail, and he pretty much single-handedly kills every thug in his way.

It’s a white knuckle ride, well worth watching, and it scares you to ever let a girl travel alone.

The only thing that bothered me was that while they dealt with the language issue with translators and subtitles, it just didn’t seem realistic that all the bad guys, the French police and everyone in Paris, it seemed, spoke good American English, albeit with French accents. That aspect kept tripping me up and taking me away from the story, reminding me I was watching a movie, rather than participating. Perhaps being a polyglot myself this was more disturbing to me than it would be to others, so I’ll let it go.

Rating - Four Stars

Hiking San Gorgonio Mountain

Devin is doing conditioning and practice hikes for the John Muir Trail hike in July, and this was one I got to go along with. We had planned for a long time to do a several-nighter together. Not that Devin needs conditioning. He’s 21 years old. When I was that age, I was a hiking and mountaineering machine. And he is today. He could leave me in the dust if he wanted.

Vivian Creek Trail is the steepest and shortest way up San Gorgonio Mountain, the highest peak in Southern California. Here is our route:

 Hike 06-20-09 (click to enlarge and view map)

We started out at the trailhead at about 5800 feet (blue arrow), spent the night at High Creek Camp at 9300 feed (green arrow) and made it to the peak at 11500 feet (orange arrow) the next day. We then backtracked to High Creek again, spent another night, and trecked out the next morning.

Here is a picture of Devin, the mountain goat, on the way up:

Devin the Mountain Goat
Devin the Mountain Goat

Later on Devin cooked pasta, with fresh sauteed vegetables in the sauce and noodles boiled, nothing instant here. The two meals on the mountain, cooked by Devin, were the best cooked meals I have ever had in my lifetime of backpacking. Here we have the camera sitting on a water bottle in timer release, and I barely made it there for the shot. You can see that in both our eyes. But you can also see our “kitchen” for two days:

Camp Cookie
Camp Cookie
The next day was the peak attempt. Here you can see me, just as I got there. I have not had time to take the pack off and put the jacket on. It’s freezing up there:
Norbert on San Gorgonio
Norbert on San Gorgonio
Finally, we got another hiker to take our picture together at the peak experience:
Boys on the Peak
Boys on the Peak

Movie Review: Trade

Based on a New York Times Magazine story, this is a crime drama starring Kevin Kline. We witness a 13 year old girl in Mexico City plucked off the street in broad daylight by Russian mafioso while riding a bicycle.  We also see them pick up two Polish girls at the airport who came with the understanding that they were going to be entering the U.S. in Los Angeles for jobs.

The girls immediately get brutalized, drugged and raped, except for the 13 year old, since as a virgin she is going to fetch a better price at the auction. The Mexican girl’s brother, a resourceful youth, eventually teams up with a Texan cop (Kline) and they follow the trail of the thugs with the girls all the way to New Jersey.

We catch a glimpse of the shady underworld of sex slavery, where scores of innocent girls are kidnapped, extorted, threatened that their families would be harmed, if the did not cooperate. They get abused every step of the way, by every handler along the many way stations, until they eventually get sold — and there it starts all over again. Who knows what a person that buys another human being will do with his purchase?

When I watched this I kept being shocked about the fact that, and forgive my language here, this kind of shit is actually going down. My ethics does not allow myself to consider using and abusing other humans. It just does not work for me. How another person, Russian mafia, border Mexican coyote, women, men, scum and slime can actually believe that if they simply pluck a young girl of the street, shove her into a car and speed away, they then have the right to rape her, beat her and sell her? What goes on in the brain of such a person?

Do they love? Are they loved by anyone? Who wants to be with someone like that? Are they happy?

Rating - Four Stars

MobilityPass Concerns

In March 2009, when planning on a trip to Europe, I needed to ensure Internet access. I found MobilityPass on line  as a vendor, signed up on line, spent $150 on the modem, and waited, and waited, and waited.

Nothing happened. Eventually I received a package from Spain with a modem. I tried to make the modem work, to no avail.

So I contact support. This is only possible via email.

They have told me that their broadband carrier is giving them trouble, but they should be up and running again soon.

They have told me that I didn’t put $50 “funds” into my account and that’s why it’s not working.

I asked for an RMA number to return the equipment. They gave me an address in Spain to send the thing to, but unless the packaging was in perfect condition I could not expect a full refund.

Finally, somebody called me back and told me they found the problem, but to fix it they would need to install a new SIM card. He said they would send me a new card, free of charge, and then it would work. They would also put $20 “test money” into my account so I could use it.

Would I give it another chance? Yes, Ok.

After about 2 weeks, another envelope arrived from Spain, and I got a SIM card. I installed the new SIM card, and yes, I was actually able to call into the AT&T network. But it gave me a roaming warning, telling me it was not my home network, and extra charges would apply. Oh well, it’s  their funny-money anyway, so I was not too concerned.

I am now on my first trip, and I decided to try MobiliyPass again. I am in the middle of  Richmond, Virginia. It’s hung up in “looking for network” until I finally give up.

I have had enough. I am going to ask for my money back. It has been almost 3 months of trying to make this work — what a flawed product.

I recommend strongly: Do not do business with MobilityPass. With me they misrepresented themselves every step of the way. And I am tired of envelopes from Spain.

The 4-Hour Workweek – by Timothy Ferriss

Here is a fairly recent bestseller that I was excited about reading when I first started, enough that I have recommended it to a number of other people, including my son, only to close the book for good on page 171, when I lost interest of the phony and contrived ideas that the author portrays.

There is also a web site the author publishes you may want to check out.

Yes, there may be people that can get away with doing very well producing very little, exploiting the system of business we have, the fabric of our society and the rules by which it plays. It can work for some people, but just like a Ponzi scheme, it does not hold up for the masses and has to collapse. For me, it collapsed on page 171.

Make no mistake, the book is chock full of good ideas about time management, the entrepreneurial spirit, how to get things done, how to be successful, how to make money, all with minimal effort. So from that point of view it’s worth reading.

But I asked myself if I would be interested in meeting the author, and I decided I wasn’t. I think he is a person  that cuts corners and takes shortcuts. I would have a hard time respecting a marathon runner who, when nobody is looking, cuts across the brush in a hairpin curve to make the route just a bit shorter. In the same vein, I have trouble with Ferriss and some of the advice he gives.

What bothers me is that he really does not produce any value. He shows you how to move around value to make it larger. There are many people like that, but if everyone in the world were to move around value, there would be no goods to buy or sell, and no food to eat. Somebody has to build, invent,  invest, lead and – yes – work hard.

I am a worker, not a mover-arounder.

Go read The 4-Hour Workweek and decide what you are.

Book Review: Firstborn – by Arthur C. Clarke and Stephen Baxter

This book is the conclusion of the Time Odyssey trilogy. I had to read it since I read the other two. Book two was the low point. Firstborn was more engaging. We actually followed Bisesa back to Mir, and we observed events on Mir, where Alexander the Great lived well into his sixties, fat, paranoid and psychotic, where Chicago is surrounded by glaciers hosting the only human population in North America.

In modern times, we follow spacers to Mars and the asteroids, and of course we get to marvel about the Firstborn, aliens that are working on eradicating all life in the universe, except themselves.

So the story is full of characters who are heroes, voluntarily dying on Mars when the planet gets destroyed and they know it is coming. There are corrupt politicians, and renegade off-world humans that think nothing of sabotaging earth’s infrastructure. There are military officers that have no trouble flying an armed spaceship in pursuit of harmless scientists on Mars, obliterating them with nuclear weapons.

The story kept me reading. I wanted to know how it all wrapped up. Yet it didn’t. Typical for the genre, this book was an excuse for the authors to muse about far fetched space technology, like terra-forming, space elevators, sun sail ships, parallel universes, sentient cell phones, space ships and rovers, and much more.

So much, you lose track of the actual story. You can’t figure out why the man-apes are there, and why they’re  still bothering with the ancient Macedonians that lost their luster in book two.

The U.S. vs. John Lennon – the Movie

On December 9, 1980 in the early evening I was driving my maroon 1977 Chevy pickup from Jamestown to Cassadaga, New York. There were snow flurries outside, it was perhaps 27 degrees or so. I was going home to a cold, dark and empty apartment where I lived by myself.

On the radio, on every station, they broadcast about the murder of John Lennon. All night, the radios played John Lennon songs. He was only 40 years old. Today, that seems a very young age to die.

In this documentary, we follow Lennon’s career as he picks up the anti-war movement and becomes a peace activist, getting the attention of an ever more jittery government, which acts increasingly more bold and finally illegally to try to silence him. Eventually, Nixon falls of his own doing and Lennon holds steadfast.

As you might guess, the soundtrack takes you back to the Sixties and Seventies, and you learn about events and happenings you only had superficial knowledge about. Lennon is an icon, and you feel like you are getting  to know him, his passions and his joys.

And then he dies.

Rating: ****

Senator Grassley’s Tweets – Juvenile

Senator Grassley is a frequent Twitter contributor. According to MSNBC:

Grassley’s first tweet:

“Pres Obama you got nerve while u sightseeing in Paris to tell us ‘time to deliver’ on health care. We still on skedul/even workinWKEND.”

A short time later:

“Pres Obama while u sightseeing in Paris u said ‘time to delivr on healthcare’ When you are a ‘hammer’ u think evrything is NAIL I’m no NAIL.”

Sorry Senator. You are a United States Senator, not a rocker or a high school kid. This makes you look juvenile. Do you really want us to take you seriously?

Mongol – the Movie

After just reading about Genghis Khan in Time’s Eye, this movie caught my eye and interest.

It tells the story of  Genghis Khan before he became the great conquerer of the middle ages in Asia, starting out when he was a 9 year old  boy by  the name of Temudgin the 1180 time-frame.

The movie is the first of a trilogy, and we can now look forward to Khan the warlord. It’s all in Mongolian (made in Kazakhstan) with English subtitles. I was glad they spoke Mongolian. Having them speak American English would simply not have worked.

Life was rough in Europe, but this view into Central Asia makes medieval Europe seem like a cushy place. There is terrible carnage, senseless wars, brutal killing of innocent people in all directions. The movie is full of very bloody war scenes. Every time somebody gets stabbed the blood seems to squirt all over the screen. We never see arms or heads fly, but they must have, but we see blood everywhere. We cannot imagine how anybody can walk away alive from one of those battles.

This is a historical epic unlike what you see coming out of Hollywood, and for that reason alone definitely a worthwhile movie to watch.

Sit back, have some popcorn, and be glad you are alive today, and not in 1200.

Rating: ***

The Lucky Ones – the Movie

It seems that our country always keeps a war going somewhere so we have a steady supply of veterans coming home and trying to adjust to life in the good old USA. The Lucky Ones tells the story of three soldiers that come home from Iraq, two for 30 days R&R, one for good.

Tim Robbins does a great job as the lifer who just got out. Rachel McAdams plays Colee, a young private who is open, bubbly, optimistic and always positive, albeit without anyone to spend her 30 days with. Her lover and soldier friend died in Iraq and she’s on a mission to return his guitar to his family. Michael Pena plays TK, a sergeant brimming with confidence and optimism.

All three are injured lightly. The girl was shot in the leg, the lifer has a bad lower back, and TK had shrapnel in the groin, which gives him concern about his masculinity. Those are their physical injuries, but they are the least of their worries. Coming back from the war, they find nothing left in their country to be excited about, and we watch their realizations unfold.

We need a steady stream of veterans movies to keep us thinking. On Memorial Day we think about all the soldiers that have given their lives — or shall I say — whose lives we have taken. But we forget about the scores of men and women whose lives we have changed forever, either by maiming injuries to body or mind, by uprooting their family lives and careers to the point where they can never settle back, and by implanting pictures into their memories that they can never let go.

The Lucky Ones are lucky because they are alive. And they paid dearly. The only question is: Did they pay that price for a worthwhile bargain?

Rating: ***