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Sunday, November 15, 2009

What You May Have Missed

History is a slippery thing.  It sorta depends on who's telling it.  As was the case with those now famous photos of Soviet Premier Joseph Stalin with sundry subordinates who found themselves in his good graces one minute, and in the photo with him one minute, then flushed into the memory hole the next ...

One moment history means one thing; the next it means something quite different.

History is whatever historians make of it.  Don't ever forget it.  Which means: Maintain a high level of skepticism when reading or viewing anything and you're better off.

I bring this up for a reason.

I was reading this morning some rather unkind reviews of the new movie Amelia, about America's most famous aviatrix, Amelia Earhart, and I was reminded of something I'd read a while back.

We all know the story about the attractive and gifted pioneer who braved the elements in her quest to become the first person to fly around the world.  And you probably know of her mysterious disappearance in making that attempt.

What you may not know is this:  Amelia Earhart may have been a lousy pilot.

The history book reads like this:
The world's most famous female aviator disappeared in 1937, as she attempted to become the first woman to fly around the world. With her navigator, Fred Noonan, her Lockheed Electra was last heard from about 100 miles from the tiny Pacific atoll, Howland Island on July 2, 1937. President Roosevelt authorized an immediate search; no trace was ever found.
What isn't generally known is this:  Amelia Earhart had two navigators.  Not one.  The other, a skilled aviator in his own right, a man by the name of Harry Manning, refused to take off with her as pilot after a crash during take-off two months before.

Here's an AP photo of her first crash:

The caption with it reads:

"Amelia Earhart, navigator Frederick Noonan, behind her, and Capt. Harry Manning emerge from the Electra after it crashed on takeoff from Luke Field, near Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, on March 20, 1937."

Some history books have it that Noonan replaced Manning as navigator on the next leg of the flight so that the latter could go back to piloting his own ship.  As the photo above shows, that isn't true.  Manning and Noonan were on the plane together, serving different navigational roles for Earhart.

After the crash Manning simply refused to continue the journey.

There are various explanations given, by the way, for this first crash, including a blown tire.  But others say it was pilot error.

Most telling, Manning abruptly departed.

And Amelia Earhart crashed her plane again on her next attempt.  The flight that went into the history books.  A crash that was due in part, some say, to pilot error.

Here's how the history books record the disappearance of Harry Manning from the saga:

"She set out on her second attempt in June, this time with only Noonan to assist her effort."

But time, and a need for a different narrative, altered that history.

So How Was That Martha's Vineyard Vacation, Barry?

This from the front page of today's Washington Post illustrates in a few words the hypocrisy that we know as being LIBERALISM:

Odd he wasn't saying that when he took the family to that palatial estate up in Massachusetts where he played with the filthy rich just weeks ago.

I somehow think he meant the other U.S. must consume less.  The one his kind don't go near for fear of cooties.

U.S. must consume less.  For the love of God.

Photo courtesy of ABC News.

I Don't Get It

If that Muslim fanatic down at Ft. Hood credits Allah for his decision to murder as many Americans as he could on one bright, sunny Thursday, why do so many boneheaded liberals in this country try their best to discredit his accreditation?

What part of "Allahu Akbar!" don't they understand?

If You Like To See The Mainstream Press Skewered ...

... you'll want to read this.  Mark Steyn, at his best, coming to the defense of Sarah Palin.

Though she hardly needs it.

We Are Winning

One might ask at this point, why are the world's environmentalists - thousands of them - getting together at all if this be the case:
World Leaders Agree to Delay a Deal on Climate Change
By Helene Cooper, New York Times

Singapore — President Obama and other world leaders have decided to put off the difficult task of reaching a climate change agreement at a global climate conference scheduled for next month, agreeing instead to make it the mission of the Copenhagen conference to reach a less specific “politically binding” agreement that would punt the most difficult issues into the future.

At a hastily arranged breakfast on the sidelines of the Asia-Pacific Economic Cooperation summit meeting on Sunday morning, the leaders, including Lars Lokke Rasmussen, the prime minister of Denmark and the chairman of the climate conference, agreed that in order to salvage Copenhagen they would have to push a fully binding legal agreement down the road, possibly to a second summit meeting in Mexico City later on. [link]
So there's another conference scheduled in Mexico City to which these conservationists will all fly.  After the Copenhagen conference which now serves no purpose.

The word farce comes to mind.

It's important to recognize, though, that this movement to socialize the world using the guise of global warming binding agreements is falling apart.  The socialists, as it turns out, have hitched their wagon to a dead horse.  The globe, it ain't warming.

As time goes on, and as more data come in proving the fallacy of their charges, the chances of the world's economies being damaged by this bunch decreases dramatically.

And thank God for that.

This Is Amusing

But not.

Michelle Malkin:
Crikey, is there a single adult in the White House who can teach the commander-in-chief some presidential protocol?

The Left complained that George W. Bush was too much of a cowboy on the global stage.

It’s better than having a waterboy:

FYI: Everyone else in the world seems to know how to greet the Japanese Emperor without scraping the floor…
Why does he feel the need to grovel?  I don't get it.