Who Moved My Cone?

Did you ever notice that when you’re driving down the road there may be a section cordoned off that seems like an inordinate amount of cones to protect a space no bigger than 10 ft in diameter? Maybe two miles of cones before you drive by a very small area with one person working and four workers watching that person work. Is there a surge in cone usage funneling us into one lane or is that a complete figment of my imagination?

Along those lines does it seem during this “pandemic” the cones are being moved? Does it seem like our comfort zone and connection with others is a diminishing space? Is there a variable narrative that not only is dividing us further but distancing our ability to communicate effectively with others? Then, how many times does the direction change to reflect numbers provided by the very politicians we don’t trust?

Who moved my cone? Where is the next surge to justify the closure of small businesses that have provided the monetary life blood for their families and those they employ? Perhaps there is a dart board with the person making the decisions to close businesses blindfolded, throwing the dart, and then justifying where the dart hits based upon erroneous, made up numbers.

To date there is no clinical trial that has determined that a mask effectively combats the spread of the virus. In addition to that the WHO says 3ft distancing is effective social distancing and yet we have doubled that contingency. Also, there are no clinical trials to support washing your hands for 20 seconds is more effective than 10 seconds when it comes to limiting the spread of the disease. Who moved my cone?

In our state, Nevada, I can only speak to the rules being enforced in the hospitality industry. Wear a mask if you are an employee, however if you are a guest you may take off the mask at the table (apparently a virus free zone.) Also, at the table there is no social distancing because, once again, the table is a virus free zone. However, when the guest moves from the virus free zone (the table) you must put that mask back on so that you won’t create a discomfortable situation for those you pass by.

Even though one of the main concerns is that this disease attacks your respiratory system and yet, (Is it just me?), wearing the mask makes it harder to breathe. Enjoy this social experiment into the rubber band laws that stretch our constitution both individually and collectively. This, while distancing us from each other, and the coup de gras…taking away the very economic sustenance that provides for our families thus making us even more dependent on the government.

Finally, it seems that someone is moving the cones directing us into a painful social experiment that directs us to be socially responsible while providing no definitive proof that these safeguards are put in place for our safety or merely to determine how far we can be controlled as a people. Who moved my cone?

Oh… It Was Grand!

Arizona is home to one of the most amazing places on earth. If you haven’t seen the Grand Canyon with its walls and floor carved by the Colorado River measuring 277 miles long, up to 18 miles wide and attaining a depth of 6,093 feet… then its time you go.

The Canyon and adjacent rim are contained within the Grand Canyon National Park. President Theodore Roosevelt was a major proponent of the preservation of the Grand Canyon area and visited it on numerous occasions to hunt and enjoy the scenery.

Nearly two billion years of Earth’s geological history have been exposed as the Colorado River and its tributaries cut their channels through layer after layer of rock while the Colorado Plateau was uplifted. While some aspects about the history of the Canyon are debated by geologists, several recent studies support the hypothesis that the Colorado River established its course through the area about 5 to 6 million years ago. Since that time the Colorado River has driven the down-cutting tributaries and retreat of the cliffs, simultaneously deepening and widening the Canyon.

For thousands of years, the area has been continuously inhabited by Native Americans, who built settlements within the Canyon and the many caves. The Pueblo people considered the Grand Canyon a holy site, and made pilgrimages to it. The first European known to have viewed the Grand Canyon was Garcia Lopez de Cardenas from Spain who arrived in 1540.

In September 1540, under the orders from the conquistador Francisco Vazquez de Coronado to search for the fabled Seven Cities of Cibola, Captain Garcia Lopez de Cardenas, along with Hopi guides and a small group of Spanish soldiers, traveled to the south rim of the Grand Canyon between Desert View and Moran Point. Pablo de Melgorssa, Juan Galeras, and a third soldier descended some one third of the way into the canyon until they were forced to return because of a lack of water. In their report, they noted that some of the rock formations were “bigger than the great tower of Seville, Giralda”. No Europeans visited the Canyon for another 200 years. Fast forward to July, 2020.

Nancy and I have lived in Las Vegas for 18 years and have never taken a trip to the Grand Canyon before. Because of the current situation we’re always looking for short trips to places we haven’t been before. We decided to journey to the west rim of the Grand Canyon last Wednesday to marvel at its beauty and witness the Skywalk. The Skywalk is a 10 foot wide horseshoe shaped cantilever bridge with a glass walkway at Eagle Point extending 70 feet out over the rim of the Grand Canyon.

From Vegas its a little over two hours to the souvenir store to purchase your tickets for the Skywalk. The tickets range from $48.00 to $56.00 dollars depending upon your age. Then you must take a series of shuttles to and from the parking lot to the Skywalk destination. Plan on a 2 1/2 to 3 hour time frame to take in the beauty of this very special place.

When you arrive at the Skywalk you must decide if you’d like your picture taken out on the Skywalk in a myriad of entertaining poses. All keys, wallets, phones, etc. must be placed in secure lockers prior to you entering the line for the Skywalk. If you decide to have your picture taken it’s $17.00 per photo or $65.00 for a total package which includes digital picture access.

If you’re in Vegas or somewhere in Arizona or Utah and close to the Grand Canyon try to make the time to visit the Grand Canyon and witness one of God’s most amazing spectacles.

One Of My Favorite Historical Stories…PAZAZ™ Style!

Near the end of the 19th century there were two boys playing on a farm near a bog. One of the boys slipped and fell into the bog. The other boy, not fearing for his life but acting out of instinct, dove into the bog and saved the drowning boy’s life. The boy who fell into the bog was from a wealthy family and the boy who saved him lived on a farm and was from a poor family.

When the father of the wealthy family discovered that the poor farmer’s boy had saved his son he drove his buggy to the farm to speak with the boy’s father. The wealthy father offered the poor farmer’s father a large sum of cash to thank him for his son’s heroic gesture. The farmer being a very proud man declined the money.

The wealthy father then drove his buggy back to his mansion. Thinking about the situation further he decided to give it one more try (as he was so grateful that his son’s life had been spared). The wealthy father, the very next day, drove his buggy out to the farm.

The wealthy land owner came up with another plan he thought might interest the poor farmer. He thought he would discuss an alternative means of payment for the incredible gratitude he felt for having his son’s life spared by the heroic effort of the farmer’s boy. He pulled up to the farm as the boy’s father came out to greet the wealthy land owner.

The wealthy land owner explained that he understood the pride of the farmer’s position and respected his convictions. However, there was one thing that the farmer could not give his son and that was an education. The wealthy land owner proposed to pay for the poor farmer’s sons education as far as he wanted to proceed. The farmer thought about it and realized that as prideful as he was it was true that he could not pay for his education. He reluctantly agreed and thanked the wealthy landowner for his kindness and generosity.

AND NOW FOR THE REST OF THE STORY…

The poor farmer’s son went on to graduate from high school with high honors and then off to college. After college he proceeded on to medical school and became a physician and microbiologist. The son of the farmer went on to discover penicillin in 1928 and eventually receive a Nobel Prize for his discovery. His name, Sir Alexander Fleming.

Years later the son of the wealthy land owner became violently sick. The only thing that saved his life… penicillin. His name… Sir Winston Churchill.

Happy Fourth…and some Fun Facts about this Great Holiday!

First of all, let’s all be thankful for what we have, where we are, and whom we’re with. Even though times have changed for now we all seem to rally to be the best we can be. That is part of what the American spirit is about.

The Continental Congress voted for American independence on July 2nd 1776. So why do we shoot fireworks in the sky and have barbecues on the 4th? Because the Declaration of Independence was fully accepted by Congress two days later. (The government taking its sweet time even before we were a country!)

Although the Declaration of Independence was accepted on July 4th it wasn’t officially signed by every member until nearly a month later on August 2nd, 1776. However the document was dated July 4th, 1776.

After the initial vote John Adams wrote to his wife Abigail, that the holiday would be celebrated with parades and fireworks. The first full-fledged Independence Day celebration took place a year later in 1777. The festivities happened in Bristol, Rhode Island, and Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. The first White House Independence Day party didn’t happen until 1801.

Today the 4th of July is America’s day to consume copious amounts of alcohol with over 1 billion spent on beer every year and over half a million on wine. This tradition started back when the Continental Army were given extra allowances of rum to celebrate Independence Day.

John Adams and Thomas Jefferson were both critical components of making our Independence Day happen. Each died on the same day… July 4th, 1826, exactly 50 years after the first Independence Day celebration.

To me the best part of the 4th of July is to connect with your neighbors and the ones you love. In our neighborhood all the people on our block sit around at the bottom of the cul-de-sac with chairs provided by a host neighbor and watch the fireworks explode right over our heads. It’s fun to watch the kids whom have perhaps never seen such a display on display. Of course the domestic animals hate this holiday as they run for cover in their respective homes cringing after each explosion.

And then there is the wonderful food prepared to be shared. This is a holiday that certainly promotes the connection between people and the passing of food down a table decorated with the Red, White, and Blue. Enjoy the typical 4th of July menu consisting of shared platters of barbecued chicken, burgers, sliced steak, potato/macaroni salad, corn on the cob or green beans/baked beans, and for the perfect finish… the classic apple pie Alamode (with ice cream).

Whatever the reason the important message is to connect with each other and enjoy the real or imagined stories from your friends or relatives that seem to grow in magnitude each year… or as the liquor begins to take its desired affect.

Fireworks and liquor together… What could go wrong?

Have a wonderful 4th of July celebrating our great country filled with all the possibilities you deserve.