- Elma Maisack
- Meatloaf Music
- AV Village
- Poetry Celebration
- Fire Dancer
- Coffee Bar
- Wine Bar
- Beer Fest
- Fire Tragedy
- Police Reports
- Wool Event
- Spring Selfies
- Colvig Resolution
- Measles Rising
- Balo Sold
- Yesterday's Catch
- Fantasyland Nightmare
- Tax Dollars
- Boeing Malfeasance
- Love Reading
- May Songs
- Springtime Rituals
- Symphonic Band
- Dems Defined
- Feminist Bernie
- Writing Workshop
- Community Duo
- Found Object
Dec 6, 1918 - April 16, 2019 Elma Viola Maisack (Manninen) 100, passed away peacefully April 16, 2019. Elma was born in Fort Bragg. At the age of three her father Kalle and mother Anna along with the rest of her family moved to Finland. Elma graduated nursing school and volunteered as a Lotta, a nurse that helped wounded soldiers during WWII. After the war Elma came back to California and married Wallace E. Maisack and continued working for the Red Cross as a Licensed Vocational Nurse. Elma was known for her warm friendly smile and loved her family, friends and the people around her. Elma enjoyed being outdoors and with nature. The hobbies she enjoyed were gardening, especially cymbidiums and roses. Elma enjoyed watching sporting events and was extremely proud when she knew the athlete was of Finnish decent, whether it was a formula car race or a hockey game. Elma was a big Dodger baseball fan. Elma is survived by her two sons, Gary and Craig. Pastor Jarmo Tarkki will conduct funeral service on April 30, 2019 at 12:00 pm at Inglewood Park Cemetery, 720 E. Florence Avenue, Inglewood, CA 90301.
LIVE AT THE BOONVILLE SENIOR CENTER!
Meatloaf and music at senior lunch on Thursday, May 2. Bootjack 5 (Dean Titus, Chris Rossi, Susan Clark, Rod Dewitt & Sue Marcott) will be performing during lunchtime. Soups on at 12 sharp!
ANDERSON VALLEY VILLAGE Upcoming Events
Tuesday May 7, 2pm: Tech Support, AV Senior Center.
Friday May 10, 11am: Volunteer Training, Lauren’s Restaurant.
Sunday May 12, 4pm: Monthly Sunday House Party, Lauren’s Restaurant.
MENDOCINO SPRING POETRY CELEBRATION
SUNDAY MAY 12
Whitman says, “Great poetry requires great audiences.” The public is welcome to celebrate the lively word on Sunday May 12, at the Hill House Inn of Mendocino, for the 15th consecutive revival of the Mendocino Spring Poetry Celebration. This event draws 30-40 of the best poets and work from the north counties and beyond.
There will be two open readings. Sign up at noon for the reading at 1:00 pm; sign up at 5:00 for the reading at 6:00 pm. Prepare four minutes for each session.
All poems will be considered for broadcast by Dan Roberts on KZYX&Z.
Choice comestibles and fellowship, open book displays. No charge, contributions welcome.
For info: Gordon Black at email@example.com or (707) 937-4107.
NIGHT LIGHT OF THE NORTH COAST: CAVE FIRE DANCER
by David Wilson
Photographing a fire dancer this week was a new experience for me, and I was unsure how things would turn out when Chelsea Burns, a local fire dancer, approached me about taking pictures of her as she danced with fire. It sounded like something interesting to photograph in the dark, so I was into it. My imagination began to conjure images, seeing shapes and designs and scenes that we could make.
We chose a beach location for its fire safety and potential for reflections. I was interested in capturing images inside a nearby cave, and there were other large rocks and rock faces with great textures that could be brought out by the fire’s illumination.
But as I photographed while dusk slipped to night I began to realize that capturing my vision of the fire dancer was going to take more experimenting than I had thought. Usually the fastest things moving about in my images are stars or clouds sliding across the sky, and bright light sources are held to a minimum. In contrast, the fire dancer’s twirling fire was a veritable cyclone of whirling light in constant blinding motion. It took a few frames to get used to that, and to be sure I am still not its master after photographing for only about an hour.
Looking through the photographs at home I couldn’t find any that I felt excited about. I needed more time to get used to the way the moving fire landed in the image in order to really capture what I was envisioning, but I see how it will be possible in future sessions. While I could find no single exposure that I thought stood on its own merits, I did find a number of them that I could put together into a fantasy environment. So I did.
A lot of the images I share are single exposures, but some are made from multiple separate photographs. The image I’m sharing here is a representation of that evening of fire dancing and photography made from a number of images from the shoot. I took about forty-five photographs, some out in low water that produced bright reflections, others near enough to the rocks that the fire brought out their details of texture and form, and some I shot within the cave, where the spinning flames illuminated the walls and floor of the cavern.
This image comprises a dozen photographs I took in and around the Moonstone Beach cave on April 24, 2019, and then later put together to make this scene of the fire dancer spinning in the cave. From within myself, this image comes out to you through my imagination, for the scene here never existed as you see it, but only as I saw it in my mind’s eye… though some people may recognize elements of the Moonstone Beach cave.
(To keep abreast of David Wilson’s most current photography or peer into its past, visit and contact him at his website mindscapefx.com or follow him on Instagram at @david_wilson_mfx)
THE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS OF JEWEL DYER
Today’s theme is Gaps. Unfortunately, since I’ve never gamed in my life or called a fake Swat raid to shoot an unarmed man to death, the Gaps I’m dealing with is Low Gap Jail or otherwise the Gaps now dividing my hard earned and once seamless face into mobile segments of leather after I took a couple of showers here. Armored skin, a trait harnessed by ancestors for many a millennia. The body’s natural last-line of defense for coping with extreme climates and conditions evolved into in some cases modern beauty. I often catch myself double-taking in the mirror for the permanent shock of how disfigured my epidermal face is. I struggle to re-gather how just a shower ago my lush physique morphed into that of an E.T. extra-terrestrial with his well defined frown lines and bug eyes. Or maybe something akin to an Ephedrine Chef who never quite got the recipe right.
It’s not just showers I have to avoid. After my last morning shave within a couple of minutes of towelling the sinkwater from my face, crumbles of dandruff started falling non-stop. With that being said I now understand that every future shave will cause further face-warping and later bloodier damage, kind of like my feet which I couldn’t afford to lotion down after every shower due to budget restrictions, and which now look substantially different from the rest of my body.
I imagine a lot of the bridge bums around here grow beards just to hide these skin formations. Most of them have the signature forehead and hand wrinkles as well; you can almost identify this from the booking logs alone. What you won’t see is the trapped infections and gastric distress they come with. Various skeptics may be quick to proclaim that these are short and long term drug side effects, old age, or even stress. Which is my cue to remind everybody that these are instant chemical reactions and that they are welcome to come and document them first hand on my own body. I will also remind them that I’ve never been much of a drug user beyond popping cheap pills.
Unwarranted marijuana prosecutions are not the only source of my medical anomalies. My father wasn’t just an anti-vaxxer but seeing doctors or dentists was against his religion. A doctor visit was not going to happen unless I was bleeding or screaming in pain, like the time a deer tick burrowed into my ear and needed to be pried out by a Ukiah specialist. If I had a bad dental cavity I would have to whine about it several months until my baby teeth fell out. He was not going to drive anywhere if it was night time or as far as Ukiah.
This may come as a surprise but as a result of a tree climbing accident I have had a broken jaw since I was about 5 years old that often prevents healthy chewing and speech. Of course it got completely brushed to the side. Twenty years later a doctor saw it and all of a sudden prescribed opioids for it. He retired right before my follow-up appointment and it was odd the clinic ignored blackish metal fillings falling into my mouth but then refused to replace them, instantly transfixing the illusion of meth rot into whatever smile I could manage to crack open. To this day I still can’t fathom what type of patient would opt for black teeth.
Moving along, I bounced between a couple of careers for 4 years when I discovered retail. Smiling and greeting customers felt like therapy and I had lots of time between tasks to work out. I had my eyes set on college football. I then transferred to a Willits location to be closer to home. Thanks to actual friends I discovered the magic of EBT supplemental food income and the breathing room in my budget gave me hope that I could leave the nest. I was feeling poorly which turned out to be full blown pneumonia, so I started popping Howard Memorial’s new pills when I noticed 3 days later that my limbs were sore and cramping. Upon re-examining the label of the antibiotics the label stressed “No one should be going to work while taking this medication under any circumstances.” All I was doing was walking around like usual when all of a sudden my sorest leg made a ripping sensation from my ankle to my neck. I stopped taking the Cipro-LevaQuin immediately but the effects lingered.
I got fired for showing up to work for 2 weeks with a bad limp, I couldn’t work out anymore, both of my ears went severely mute one day, my car got impounded, I fell and broke my spine likely as a result from weakened tendons not being able to support my bones. If that wasn’t enough, I started getting in a lot of fights. It wasn’t long until I had a broken hand as well.
This is where things got strange. The next 5 years I literally spent limping into town for easily hundreds of medical check-ups and being juggled between Howard Hospital, Little Lake Health Clinic, Baechtel Creek Clinic, Willits Physical Therapy and, later, Mendocino County Jail and Napa State Hospital with absolutely zero progress and being told that my bloody green cough was my imagination, my ingrown toenails didn’t exist, my spinal x-ray does not exist and that since I was at the mercy of rural hitchhiking and missed an appointment that they were booked the rest of the year because they heard rumors that I got fired for showing up to work late.
I ended up in one of my dad’s guest shacks because he was getting crazier and telling me that chemtrails were coming out of cracks in the ground and making him sick but that he himself was not going to seek medical help. He started randomly calling the police on me and making claims that I was stealing and breaking things but never being specific about which items. It didn’t matter to Willits PD because when they saw my house where I had been urinating in bottles and dumping them down the drain, had a bed thrown smack dab in the middle of the room for easy access, sleeping bags piled high, and dirty clothes thrown everywhere from a washer malfunction, I immediately was considered some homeless wrongdoer, even if he admitted later he was wrong and sorry.
Everywhere I went, people were telling me I was lying; it was obvious that no one wanted to take responsibility for my adverse reaction to antibiotics, let alone supply me with legal pain meds. I was desperate and willingly shelled out the last $60 I had to my name left from my working life, but the 1000 mg doses of magnesium seemed all of a sudden to make my extreme tendonitis go away over 2 weeks. My spine still hurt and I couldn’t workout but I needed alternative sources of income so I had the gall to resort to the herbal green medicine trade. I figured everyone was doing it. My mom and dad’s sides probably had 60 years combined experience doing it in this county. My dad even used to crudely circumvent the licensing laws by forging the same certificate year after year at the same Willits copy shop. Next thing I know the FBI is flash banging my ear drums out. “You were at the wrong place at the wrong time,” they tell me sympathetically.
(Ed Note: Mr. Dyer has been on judicial hold for several years on charges that he beat his father to death with an aluminum baseball bat. He goes on to complain at length about persecution by different branches of authority.)
…My charges may look bad on their face, but even if for some reason someone was to feel I wasn’t ever in any actual danger from a knife-wielding lunatic, who in 2009 had to be tasered by 3 deputies for public intoxication on his own property, one still needs to take into account that I saved 2 lives during my involuntary detention at Napa State Hospital violent wing. One, a nurse who got her face broken by a Stockton inmate and, two, a 60-year-old man who had a stroke. Both were unattended in pools of their own blood!
It’s been a long journey. When I left high school I had over eleven dental fillings that needed to be caught up on. Maybe I was somewhat of a wild kid and refused to brush my teeth or clip my fingernails in retaliation for no shower access. Nevertheless, I mostly turned to apples and oranges and somehow left high school with a reformed diet, track and field accolades, and as a Navy Seal prospect who could darkhorse all of the swimming prerequisites from my summers spent bathing in the creek. It wasn’t a big deal, though. When the Navy recruiters in Ukiah told me they couldn’t give me rides to meetings I moved to Angels Camp and let my aunt overwork me 7 days a week for her landscaping company. Over a period of 2 or so years I was only allowed to get a fraction of my dental work done. I was popping 6 ibuprofens a day to deal with the cavities and I couldn’t afford my needed root canal. Citations incurred while driving my aunt’s jerryrigged trucks would come out of my dining budget instead of me being sat down and taught to contest them in court — a little odd considering she is a second generation lawyer who tries to hide her law pedigree to assume the role of boss that does her own manual labor. She also ended up assaulting me a couple of times on the job, always for things I had no control over and she ended up pocketing 3 racks of money I saved all summer.
So I sneak out one night to some facebook party down the hill in Lodi, California. When I got back to work the next day I realized I was one of a hundred or so people who caught 3-week fevers and lung infections. I then get tricked into finishing my tooth fillings at Western Dental Livermore where they sneak 6 or so massive… (Jewel’s story tails off here.)
Background (October 2016):
LONGVALE FATHER MURDERED; SON IN CUSTODY
By Linda Williams, Willits News
A family altercation escalated early Monday morning ending with the father, Sanford Joel Sternick, 58, dead and his son Jewel Evern Dyer, 25, in custody for murder.
In a press release Mendocino County Sheriff’s Lt. Shannon Barney says according to a witness, Sternick and Dyer were arguing when Dyer allegedly struck Sternick in the head with a baseball bat, killing him.
Mendocino County Sheriff’s deputies were called to the residence on the 35500 block of North Highway 101 at 3:30 a.m. on March 28 and took Dyer into custody. Sternick was pronounced dead at the scene with obvious blunt force trauma to his head.
Dyer is being held in Mendocino County Jail on $500,000 bail. An autopsy has been scheduled and the case is expected to be presented shortly to the district attorney’s office.
Dyer was arrested in the Covelo area on Oct. 29, 2014 on suspicion of cultivation and possession of marijuana for sale and being armed with a firearm in the commission of a felony.
From the Mendocino County Sheriff’s Office:
On 3-28-2016 around 03:30 AM the Mendocino County Sheriff’s Office was dispatched to a reported altercation between a father and son that resulted in the death of Sanford Sternick. Sternick was 58 years of age.
MCSO Deputies responded to the location where they located and confirmed the death of Sternick from what appeared to be blunt force trauma. The decedent’s son, Jewel Dyer, 25 years of age, was detained at the scene.
The Sheriff’s Detective Unit was called to the scene to conduct an investigation into Sternick’s death. A witness indicated Dyer claimed there was an argument in the early morning hours between he and his father. That argument lead to a physical altercation, which resulted in the father suffering blunt force trauma about the head. A baseball bat, located at the crime scene, was believed to have been used during the altercation.
Dyer was transported and booked into the County Jail where his bail will be set at $500,000. An autopsy is being scheduled and the case will be presented to the District Attorney’s Office for review.
Anyone with information related to this case is requested to contact the Mendocino County Sheriff’s Detectives Unit or by contacting the tip line at (707)234-2100.
Dyer was previously arrested on Oct 29, 2014 for pot growing, pot possession for sale, and armed with firearm.
Sternick quarreled with his son, Jewel Evern Dyer, during the wee hours of 28 March 2016. At about 3:30 AM, the Mendocino County Sheriff's Office was called to the 35500 block of CA Highway 101 in Laytonville. Responding deputies found 58-year-old Sanford Sternick dead from blunt force injuries to his head. A witness implicated the 25 year old son in his father's murder; the blunt instrument wielded by him was his baseball bat. Investigation revealed that Clayton Sternick and Jewel Dyer were living at their father's place to care for him, as he was developing dementia. In-home Supportive Services was paying for this elder care. Additionally, the three men were preparing the ground for an illegal marijuana growing operation. Dyer and his father were quarreling about the work involved in installing an irrigation system. According to Dyer, his father menaced him with a machete. Dyer then purportedly defended himself with a baseball bat, though why he smashed his father's head both front and rear goes unexplained, as do the defensive wounds to dad's arms. During Dyer's preliminary examination, his brother Clayton Sternick said Dyer had come to Clayton's cabin about 3:30 AM and said, “I've killed Pops, dude, the stress is over, we can relax now.” Dyer was overheard telling his public defender that the prelim was a waste of time. Dyer was bound over for trial. (— Bruce McEwen, 2016)
ANDERSON VALLEY MARKET’S spiffy new coffee bar, located to the rear of the store, and presided over by the unfailingly charming Kim Bloyd the day I visited, is a true work of art rendered by owner JJ (Jennifer) Thomasson’s talented husband, Jeff Schlafer. JJ and Jeff also own Valley Woodwork based in Redwood Valley, and if you’re interested in truly fine woodwork you won’t go wrong with Jeff, whose skills are on full display at the market’s new coffee bar.
THE DISCO RANCH WINEBAR and Wineshop is now open in Boonville in the old Aquarelle space. Stop in for some nibbles and wine on the terrace or take a bottle or two home to share with friends and family. Come in and ask owner Wendy Lamer what the story is on the "Disco Ranch"! Welcome to the Valley Wendy! Open Thursday-Monday 10:30-6:30pm or whenever the last one leaves at night. Next Friday, May 3rd, the AV Farmer's Market is in the Ranch parking lot, 4-7pm. Boonville Road winery will be pouring wine that evening!
THE BEER BRIGADES arrived in Boonville by the several thousands Friday and Saturday, downed unholy amounts of beer, and were gone by Sunday evening, not so much as a discarded Bud can or a drunken dude in or near the Boonville Fairgrounds, ground zero for the event. And no arrests, according to the weekend County Jail booking logs, which has got to be a record given the number of drinkers.
SF CHRONICLE UPDATES SHEPARD FAMILY FIRE TRAGEDY
A fire’s unfathomable toll: How a California wildfire changed everything for one family
JUST ANOTHER LOVE STORY
On April 28, 2019 at 2:09 AM a Deputy with the Mendocino County Sheriff's Office was dispatched to a possible domestic violence incident in the 100 block of West Lake Mendocino Drive in Ukiah, California. Upon arrival the Deputy learned Brian Gard, 33, of Lakeport, and an adult female were traveling in a vehicle northbound on Highway 101 near Ukiah.
The couple became involved in an argument and the adult female requested Gard stop the vehicle and let her exit so she could have a relative pick her up. Gard drove the vehicle to a gas station at the 100 block of West Lake Mendocino Drive and parked the car. Gard then threatened to kill the adult female if she exited the vehicle, causing her to called 911 to report the incident. Deputies learned Gard and the adult female were in a cohabitant dating relationship. Deputies subsequently arrested Gard for criminal threats and he was booked into the Mendocino County Jail where he was to be held in lieu of $20,000 bail.
BACK DOOR COLTER
On 04-27-2019 at approximately 11:28 PM a Mendocino County Sheriff’s Deputy observed a vehicle being driven recklessly at about the 76000 block of Highway 162 in Covelo. The Deputy conducted a traffic enforcement stop and the driver, Colter Reynolds, 38, of Covelo, eventually stopped his vehicle in front of a residence in the 76000 block of Main Street.
Reynolds exited the vehicle and quickly started walking toward the residence. The Deputy told Reynolds to stop, however Reynolds defiantly kept walking and entered the residence and shut the door. The Deputy forced entry into the residence in pursuit of Reynolds who ran out the back of the residence and threw a wooden piece of the back door at the pursuing Deputy striking the Deputy in the legs. The Deputy did not sustain any injuries from the assault. The Deputy pursued Reynolds out the back door of the residence and was able to catch him and place him under arrest. During a search incident to arrest, the Deputy located a baggie of suspected cocaine in Reynolds clothing. Reynolds was booked into the Mendocino County Jail on charges of Possession of Controlled Substance and Felony Resisting or Threatening Officer where he was to be held in lieu of $15,000 bail.
FROM SHEEP TO SWEATER AT BARN TO YARN
Just where did the wool for your sweater come from? How do you shear the wool from a wriggling 160lb sheep? You can learn the answers to these questions and gain hands on experience of knitting, weaving, spinning and felting at “Barn to Yarn” this Saturday from 9AM-3PM at the University of California (UC) Hopland Research and Extension Center (HREC).
Experts from far and near join the event to share their knowledge and love of wool and all the associated crafts. Mendocino Wool and Fiber Inc. owners, Matt and Sarah Gilbert, will share their skills from shearing to classing the wool. Spinners from the Silverado Spinsters in Davis will spin and weave a shawl to be auctioned off at the end of the day. Matthew Topsfield of the Uist Yarn Studio travels all the way from the Scottish islands to teach the art of making ‘Dorset buttons’ and the knitting traditions of sea faring communities, and Robin Lynde of Meridian Jacobs in Vacaville joins with her beautiful wool and stories of her farm and fiber.
“There’s so much for families, crafters and fiber enthusiasts at Barn to Yarn,” commented Hannah Bird, HREC Community Educator. “My favorite aspect of this event is the fact that everyone gets the chance to try their hand at working with wool, we’ve had children spinning and knitting every year and expert fiber artists learning from our mini workshops. We’re honored to have special guest and centenarian, Jean Near, joining us, whose gorgeous Merino wool is regularly a prize winner at the Mendocino County Fair. We’re also thrilled this year to be recipients of a grant from the Mendocino Community Foundation, Textile and Fiber Arts Endowment Fund to support the event,” added Bird.
This event heralds the beginning of the annual Hopland Shearing School run by the UC Mendocino County Cooperative Extension. The week long training is so desired that the 25 places sell out in minutes from the opening of registration. Many of the participants work with smaller sheep flocks and it is not economical to employ travelling shearers, used to shearing flocks of hundreds or thousands, for just a few sheep. These small flocks are increasing across Mendocino County and the need for qualified shearers who are sympathetic to the needs of small producers is high.
Alongside a renewed interest in keeping small flocks of sheep, there has also been increased practice of fiber arts such as knitting and felting in the last 20 years, particularly amongst millennials.
Admission is $15 for adults, children under 12, free. HREC asks visitors to leave their pets at home to protect the site and the sheep resident there. Bring your own picnic and all utensils; tea, coffee and water will be available. Visit http://bit.ly/BarntoYarn2019 to find out more and purchase your ticket. Barn to Yarn will be held at the Rod Shippey Hall, 4070 University Road, Hopland, CA 95449 from 9am-3pm on May 4th. For more information contact Hannah Bird, (707) 744-1424, Ext. 105, firstname.lastname@example.org.
Barn to Yarn
Saturday May 4th, 9am-3pm
UC Hopland Research and Extension Center
Rod Shippey Hall, University Road, Hopland
$15 for adults, FREE children under 16
Register online at: http://bit.ly/BarntoYarn2019
Follow the journey from shearing to spinning wheel to sweater:
Watch shearing demonstrations
Get a taste of spinning, dyeing and wool classification with our experts
Pick up your needles and get knitting!
Kids can make and take home wool crafting projects
Bring a picnic to enjoy
No animals - Except service animals that are specifically trained to aid a disabled person.
Visit www.hrec.ucanr.edu for more details or call Hannah Bird (707) 744-1424 ext. 105 e-mail: email@example.com
COLVIG BACK ON THE JOB, a weasel-lipped presser from Colvig’s boss, Superintendent Westerburg of the Willits School District, annotated by us as a clarifying service:
“I am very pleased (why?) to announce there has been a resolution on the court case involving Principal Colvig. Based on his cooperation, character (?), and evidence provided (unearthed by DA investigator Andy Alvarado, not you, Westerburg) the district attorney has offered Mr. Colvig a deferred judgement. This means essentially that during the next two years that Principal Colvig needs to not have an issue (another failure to report that one of his son’s sexually mauled a classmate) of this nature and provide support to local districts on how to handle difficult situation like he was faced with. (How to keep your job even though you’ve committed a serious offense.) I appreciate (Why? You also failed to do your job) Mr. Colvig’s willingness (he got a great deal, of course) to accept this offer and put this situation behind us (Us?) without a court case which would involve staff and students and create a great deal of media hype. (The facts are hype?)
This is one of the most complex issues that I have deal with in my long career. (As a featherbedding time server) I look forward to Mr. Colvig being back to work as our principal. WUSD was very careful to not take sides (there was only one side on this one) and waited for the court system to work through the process. (Bullshit. You tried to cover it up until you were caught) During this process the district completed an investigation and am completely confident with my decision to get him back in the office and leading WHS. Mark Westerburg, Superintendent, Willits Unified School District
FROM THE ARCHIVE: MICHAEL COLVIG is the principal at Willits High School, one of a bunch of Colvigs clustered at the Gateway to the Redwood Empire. Michael Colvig's father sits on the Willits School Board, a school board like any other, meaning fully capable, and sometimes blithely willing, to commit their own crimes and misdemeanors. So when little Colvig, Colvig the Third we might call him, sexually assaulted a classmate at an off-campus party, the senior Colvigs, pillars of the Willits educational effort, had themselves a dilemma. Should little Colvig's crude and apparently drunken attempt on his classmate be reported to the Willits Police as the law requires? Colvig the principal decided to handle the matter in-house, his own house, not report it as he's supposed to.
AND HERE HE IS, Michael Colvig, the first school official in Mendocino County's history booked into the County Jail for failure to protect a student. Judging from his mug shot he doesn't look especially anguished, but then a lot of these school people look kinda unevolved, kinda… In the meantime, the sexual criminal Colvig, Colvig the Third, has left school early to join the Air Force. We hope the already forgotten victim in this case is pursuing a claim against Willits Unified and the fatheads who run it.
COMING SOON, POLIO: There have been 704 cases of measles reported in the first four months of 2019 alone—which is more cases than in any full year since 1994, according to CDC data cited Monday by NBC News. At least 22 states have at least one reported case, and outbreaks continue to rage in areas like New York City’s orthodox communities, largely fueled by anti-vaccine sentiment. It doesn’t look like it will stop anytime soon: Just a week ago, a new outbreak cropped up in Los Angeles, and efforts to contain the disease have been largely unsuccessful. Meanwhile anti vaxxers continue to mobilize agains vaccination. Here in Mendocino County, it almost goes without saying given the credulity level among the neo-hippie sectors of the population, there are enough anti-vaxxers to ensure an outbreak of measles.
BALO VINEYARD/Winery, Philo, has been bought by Healdsburg winemaker Wells Guthrie who once owned Copain Wines (now owned by Kendall-Jackson). Balo was owned by Tim Mullins who also recently sold the Live Oak Building to Anne Fashauer. The asking price for Balo was $4.7 million.
SPRAYING, AN ON-LINE EXCHANGE
This guy was in a spacesuit doing some spraying, a contrast of the disconcerting and relaxing. If it’s that poisonous should it really be going into my wine? (Frank Hartzell)
George Hollister: Frank Hartzell needs to know what is being sprayed on grapes, before making assumptions. What he likely saw was sulfur spraying for fungus control. Elemental sulfur has been used to control fungus in agriculture for the last two thousand years.
Bruce Anderson: Most vineyards, George, as I’m sure you know, also spray literal tons of pesticides and herbicides on their dubious product.
George Hollister: If you see someone broadcast spraying, in April, in a vineyard, with a tractor it is most likely sulfur. Sulfur is a fungicide, which is a pesticide. Is sulfur completely harmless? Of course not. Personally, I would not want to be soaked in it, or have to breathe the mist near the spray nozzle. Few would, that is why people wear protection when using it. That said, sulfur is not a mystery because of its 2,000+ years of use. And sulfur is not associated with significant long term side effects. Organic growers and conventional use it. The methods of application have changed. The ancient Greeks didn’t use Kabota tractors to farm their crops, but they still used elemental sulfur to protect those crops from fungal pests.
Mark Scaramella: “Most likely”? Not likely.
(from the California Department of Pesticide Regulation)
There are four major wine grape production regions: North Coast (Lake, Mendocino, Napa, Sonoma, and Solano counties); Central Coast (Alameda, Monterey, San Luis Obispo, Santa Barbara, San Benito, Santa Cruz, and Santa Clara counties); northern San Joaquin Valley (San Joaquin, Calaveras, Amador, Sacramento, Merced, Stanislaus, and Yolo counties); and southern San Joaquin Valley (Fresno, Kings, Tulare, Kern, and Madera counties). Pest and disease pressure may differ among these regions. The pooled figures in this report may not reflect differences in pesticide use patterns between production regions.
Changes in pesticide use on wine grape are influenced by a number of factors, including weather, topography, pest pressure, evolution of resistance, competition from newer pesticide products, commodity prices, application restrictions, efforts by growers to reduce costs, and increased emphasis on sustainable farming.
The total amount of pesticides applied and the cumulative area treated in 2016 decreased. The area treated with sulfur and herbicides decreased, and the area treated with fungicides and insecticides increased in 2016. The long term trend over the last two decades is an increasing area treated for all pesticide types except for sulfur which has tended to fluctuate more annually.
Vine mealybug continued to be a concern for growers. It has now been found throughout most of the grape growing regions of California. The warm winters since 2012 have allowed vine mealybug populations to build up early in the season. In the North Coast region, the Virginia creeper leafhopper, a recent pest, continued to cause substantial damage in some locations, as did the western grape leafhopper. While there is effective biological control for western grape leafhopper, Virginia creeper leafhopper infestations require insecticide applications. In this region, these leafhoppers have generally been treated with organic materials (botanical pyrethrins and oils) as well as imidacloprid.
BACKGROUND: Mendo Glyphosate Roundup (April 12, 2017)
CATCH OF THE DAY, April 29, 2019
FERAS ASFOUR, Ukiah. Domestic abuse, probation revocation.
JEREMIE BAZOR, Redwood Valley. Domestic battery, probation revocation.
VADE BRADLEY, Little River. Trespassing, battery on peace officer, resisting.
THOMAS GALINDO, Ukiah. Disorderly conduct-alcohol.
JAMES LAFORCE, Ukiah. Stolen property, false ID.
DENA MORRIS, Ukiah. Parole violation. (Frequent flyer.)
TOM PETTY WAS RIGHT
by James Kunstler
How to account for Americans being the most anxious, fearful, and stressed-out people among the supposedly advanced nations? Do we not live in the world’s greatest democratic utopia where dreams come true?
What if the dreaming part is actually driving us insane? What if we have engineered a society in which fantasy has so grotesquely over-run reality that coping with daily life is nearly impossible. What if an existence mediated by pixel screens large and small presents a virtual world more compelling than the real world and turns out to be a kind of contagious avoidance behavior — until reality is so fugitive that we can barely discern its colors and outlines beyond the screens?
You end up in a virtual world of advertising and agit-prop where manipulation is the primary driver of human activity. That is, a world where the idea of personal liberty (including any act of free thought) becomes a philosophical sick joke, whether you believe in the possibility of free will or not. You get a land full of college kids trained to think that coercion of others is the highest-and-best use of their time on earth — and that it represents “inclusion.” You get a news industry that makes its own reality, churning out narratives (i.e. constructed psychodramas) to excite numbed minds. You get politics that play out like a Deputy Dawg cartoon. You get a corporate tyranny of racketeering that herds spellbound citizens like so many sheep into chutes for shearing, not only of their money, but their autonomy, dignity, and finally their will to live.
Can a people recover from such an excursion into unreality? The USA’s sojourn into an alternative universe of the mind accelerated sharply after Wall Street nearly detonated the global financial system in 2008. That debacle was only one manifestation of an array of accumulating threats to the postmodern order, including the burdens of empire, onerous global debt, population overshoot, fracturing globalism, worries about energy, disruptive technologies, ecological havoc, and the specter of climate change — things that hurt to think about.
The sense of gathering crisis persists. It is systemic and existential. It calls into question our ability to carry on “normal” life much farther into this century, and all the anxiety that attends it is so hard for the public to process that a dismaying number of citizens opt for suicide. There is no coherent consensus about what is happening and no coherent proposals to do anything about it. Bad ideas flourish in this nutrient medium of unresolved crisis. Lately, they dominate the scene on every side.
A species of wishful thinking that resembles a primitive cargo cult grips the technocratic class, awaiting magical rescue remedies to extend the regime of Happy Motoring, consumerism, and suburbia that make up the crumbling armature of “normal” life in the USA. The political Right seeks to Make America Great Again, as though we might return to a 1962 heyday of industrial mass production by wishing hard enough. The Left seeks the equivalent of an extended childhood for all, lived out in a universal safe space, where all goods and services come magically free from a kindly parent-like government, and the sunny days are spent training unicorns to find rainbows.
The decade-long “recovery” from the Great Financial Crisis of 2008 amounted to ten years of fake-it-til-you-make-it — with the prospect nil of actually making it to something like economic and cultural soundness. Are we too far gone now? Some kind of shock therapy is surely in the offing, and probably in the form of a violent financial readjustment that will alter the terms of getting and spending so drastically as to topple the matrix of rackets that masquerades as the nation’s business.
That financial shock has been coiling and coiling in the fantasyland that banking has become in the new zero interest rate regime where notions that pretend to be money get levered into new ways of destroying life on earth and the human project with it. At some cognitive level the people of this land sense what is coming and the wait for it is driving them crazy. Tom Petty was right: the waiting is the hardest part, and a hard way to learn that a virtual life is not an adequate substitute for an authentic one.
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BOEING MISMANAGERS FORFEIT YOUR PAY AND RESIGN: An Open Letter to Boeing CEO Dennis Muilenburg
by Ralph Nader
Dennis A. Muilenburg
Chairman, President, and
Chief Executive Officer
The Boeing Company
100 North Riverside
Chicago, IL 60606
Dear Mr. Muilenburg:
On April 4, 2019 you somewhat belatedly released a statement that “We at Boeing are sorry for the lives lost in the recent 737 MAX accidents.” You added that a preliminary investigation made it “apparent that in both flights” the MCAS “activated in response to erroneous angle of attack information.”
Your acknowledgement of the problems with the 737 MAX somehow escaped inclusion in your messages to shareholders, the capital markets, and the Securities and Exchange Commission. It is now stunningly clear that your overly optimistic outlook on January 20, 2019 – after the Indonesian Lion Air crash – was misleading. Whatever the public learns, day after day about the troubles of your company, it is still far less than what Boeing knows will come out day by day, and not just about the deadly design of the 737 MAX.
Your narrow-body passenger aircraft – namely, the long series of 737’s that began in the nineteen sixties was past its prime. How long could Boeing avoid making the investment needed to produce a “clean-sheet” aircraft and, instead, in the words of Bloomberg Businessweek “push an aging design beyond its limits”? Answer: As long as Boeing could get away with it and keep necessary pilot training and other costs low for the airlines as a sales incentive.
To compete with the Airbus A320neo, Boeing equipped the 737 MAX with larger engines tilted more forward and upward on the wings than prior 737s. Thus began the trail of criminal negligence that will implicate the company and its executives. The larger engines changed the center of gravity and the plane’s aerodynamics. Boeing management was on a fast track and ignored warnings by its own engineers, not to mention scores of other technical aerospace people outside the company.
The Maneuvering Characteristics Augmentation System (MCAS) software fix or patch with all its glitches and miscues is now a historic example of a grave failure of Boeing management. Yet, you insist the 737 MAX is still safe and some alteration of the MCAS and other pilot advisories will make the aircraft airworthy. Aircrafts should be stall-proof, not stall-prone. Trying to shift the burden onto the pilots for any vast numbers of failure modes beyond the software’s predictability is scurrilous. The Boeing 737 MAX must never be permitted to fly again – it has an inherent aerodynamic design defect. Sell your Boeing 737NG instead.
No matter your previous safety record of the 737 series, Boeing doesn’t get one, two, or more crashes that are preventable by adopting long-established aeronautical knowledge and practices. You are on the highest level of notice not to add to your already extraordinary record of criminally negligent decisions and inactions. Result – 346 innocent people lost their lives.
Boeing management’s behavior must be seen in the context of Boeing’s use of its earned capital. Did you use the $30 billion surplus from 2009 to 2017 to reinvest in R&D, in new narrow-body passenger aircraft? Or did you, instead, essentially burn this surplus with self-serving stock buybacks of $30 billion in that period? Boeing is one of the companies that MarketWatch labelled as “Five companies that spent lavishly on stock buybacks while pension funding lagged.”
Incredibly, your buybacks of $9.24 billion in 2017 comprised 109% of annual earnings. As you know, stock buybacks do not create any jobs. They improve the metrics for the executive compensation packages of top Boeing bosses.
To make your management recklessly worse, in December 2018 you arranged for your rubberstamp Board of Directors to approve $20 billion more in buybacks now placed on pause.
Then, after the Indonesian crash, came the second software-bomb that took away control from the pilots and brought down Ethiopian Airlines Flight 302 on March 10, taking the lives of 156 passengers and crew. At the time, you were way overdue with your new software allegedly addressing the avoidable risks associated with the notorious 737 MAX.
Don’t you see some inverted priorities here? Don’t you see how you should have invested in producing better aircraft? Instead, your top management was inebriated with the prospect of higher stock values, and higher profits by keeping your costs lower with that “aging design” of the Boeing 737s. You guessed wrong – big time for your passengers as well as for your company.
Boeing is in additional trouble that reflects poor management. On March 22, 2019, the Washington Post reported that NASA’s Administrator, Jim Bridenstine said “the agency is considering sidelining the massive rocket Boeing is building because of how far behind schedule it is.”
And now, the agency is about to announce another major delay in the high-profile spacecraft Boeing is building to fly astronauts to the International Space Station.
Then on April 21, 2019, the New York Times in a lengthy front-page story, based on “internal emails, corporate documents and federal records, as well as interviews with more than a dozen current and former employees,” reported that your South Carolina factory, which produces the 787 Dreamliner, “has been plagued by shoddy production and weak oversight that have threatened to compromise safety.”
It is not as if you are receiving anything but top dollar payments for these military (the Air Force tanker) and government contracts. You overpay yourself at over $23 million in 2018, which comes to about $12,000 an hour!
In the midst of these accusations, whistleblower lawsuits, alleged retaliations by management, the Times reports your pace of production “has quickened” and that you are eliminating “about a hundred quality control positions in North Charleston [South Carolina].” Why?
Big corporations are run like top-down dictatorships where the hired hands determine their own pay and strip their shareholder owners of necessary powers of governance. Your Board of Directors should disclose what you told them about the 737 MAX and when they knew it.
Already, corporate crime specialists are making the case for you and other top Boeing managers, having refused to listen to the warnings of your conscientious engineers, regarding the redesign of the 737 MAX, to face criminal prosecution. Note BP pleading guilty in the Deepwater Horizon oil spill, to eleven counts of manslaughter in 2013.
Glass Lewis urges removal of Boeing audit committee head Lawrence Kellner for “failing to foresee safety risks with the 737 MAX aircraft,” reported the Financial Times, on April 16, 2019.
Consider, in addition, the statement of two Harvard scholars—Leonard J. Marcus and Eric J. McNulty, (authors of the forthcoming book, You’re It: Crisis, Change, and How to Lead When it Matters Most).
“Of course, if Boeing did not act in good faith in deploying the 737 Max and the Justice Department’s investigation discovers Boeing cut corners or attempted to avoid proper regulatory reviews of the modifications to the aircraft, Muilenburg and any other executives involved should resign immediately. Too many families, indeed communities, depend on the continued viability of Boeing.”
These preconditions have already been disclosed and are evidentially based. Your mismanagement is replete with documentation. Management was criminally negligent, 346 lives of passengers and crew were lost. You and your team should forfeit your compensation and should resign forthwith.
All concerned with aviation safety should have your public response.
(Ralph Nader is a consumer advocate, lawyer and author of Only the Super-Rich Can Save Us!)
(Painting by Reiko Kubota)
WELCOME IN THE MAY: ROOTS AND ALL, TUESDAY 1 PM
Jeff Zolitor and folklorist Holly Tannen will celebrate the coming of May with traditional English and German songs and dances. They will also talk about English and Irish Maying customs, explain why Americans celebrate Labor Day in September, and play a few of Holly's own songs. Singers include June Tabor, Martin Simpson, Martin Carthy, the Watersons, Vasen, and the New World Renaissance Band. Tuesday 1-3 pm, KZYX 90.7 fm.
AT MAY, all the young men and maids, old men and wives, run gadding overnight to the woods, groves, and mountains, where they spend all night in pleasant pastimes…Their chiefest jewel is the Maypole — they have twenty or forty yoke of oxen, every ox having a sweet nose-gay of flowers placed on the tip of his horns, and these oxen draw home this stynking idol, which is covered all over with flowers and herbs, bound round about with strings from the top to the bottom, and painted with variable colours; two or three hundred men, women and children following it with great devotion.
I have heard it credibly reported, by men of great gravitie and reputation, that of forty, threescore, or a hundred maids going to the woods over night, scarcely the third part of them return home undefiled.
— Philip Stubbes, Anatomie of Abuses, 1583
WE ALL LIVE HERE
I’m glad my newspaper prints letters from Donald Trump supporters and climate deniers. Often the views expressed by these folks reveal a lack of understanding of the broad range of facts available or a predisposition to mistrust those facts. Sometimes it’s clear those writers aren’t adept at critical thinking. But when I read those letters, I have a tendency to get sucked into the same treatment of truth and facts in the other extreme.
The fact is we all live here, in many cases right next door to each other. And I think most of us treat our neighbors like neighbors instead of subversive political opponents. The difference between how we treat our neighbors and how we react to letter writers of another political persuasion could be the anonymity of printer’s ink. We read and react. But across the driveway or over the back fence, we talk and behave ourselves.
Maybe if we had more of a sense of neighborhood in the paper or online, we’d be more neighborly. It would certainly be worth a try.
I remember Rodney King’s words in 1992, “Can’t we all just get along?”
FREE 42ND ANNUAL SPRING SYMPHONIC BAND CONCERT
Thursday, May 16th at 7pm
Mendocino College Center Theatre
This concert is presented by the Mendocino College Symphonic Band Class which meets every Fall and Spring semester on Thursdays at 6:30 pm under the leadership of Dr. Phillip Lenberg. The band class welcomes student and community members of all levels. Auditions are not required. So, if you are looking for an opportunity to play in a large scale band, come check us out; or contact Phillip at firstname.lastname@example.org for more information.
ON LINE COMMENT OF THE DAY
There is never going to be a driverless car that works.
America is never going to be energy independent.
Robots are never going to replace humans anywhere.
Artificial intelligence is always going to be artificial.
Oh don’t let it kill you baby, don’t let it get to you
Don’t let it kill you baby, don’t let it get to you
I’ll be your bleedin’ heart, I’ll be your cryin’ fool
Don’t let this go too far
Don’t let it get to you <– T. Petty
Babylon, with president Moloch, and the cacophony of babble reaches to 5G cel networks, the skies and beyond.
NO ESTABLISHED LINK
Your comment on April 24, re: marijuana: “It's an established medial fact marijuana often causes teen schizophrenia.” This is inaccurate: schizophrenia is suspected to be caused by genetics, brain development, neurotransmitters, and stressful triggers. These is NO established medical link between schizophrenia and pot, although very high psychoactive THC may contribute to psychosis for the vulnerable. Medical science still has no definite causation within schizophrenia; I do agree marijuana can exacerbate those who may be vulnerable, yet there's no established "medical fact."
BERNIE SANDERS is the most feminist 2020 candidate, as far as I'm concerned. A recent poll from Morning Consult found that Sanders leads all the other candidates, save Joe Biden, when it comes to support from black voters and female voters. The only demographic that Sanders really doesn’t connect with, according to the Morning Consult poll, is Democrats who make more than $100,000 per year. Which, one imagines, overlaps with the demographic who are constantly smearing Sanders by advancing the narrative that his base consists of sexist morons. Here’s the thing: universal healthcare is a feminist issue. Widening access to education is a feminist issue. A foreign policy that doesn’t involve constantly bombing other countries is a feminist issue. Refusing to cozy up to Saudi Arabia is a feminist issue. Calling out Israel for its treatment of Palestinians is a feminist issue. As far as I’m concerned, Sanders is the most feminist candidate in the race. Nevertheless, as the primaries progress, I’m sure we’re going to hear a lot more about how he just doesn’t get women. (Carol Mattesich)
WRITE IT DOWN
Writing Workshop at Gallery Bookshop
I’ve decided to offer a short-term, casual workshop on Tuesday nights at Gallery Bookshop, and I wanted to invite you to join. I realize that this is very short notice, but since it is the last class I will offer locally until the fall, I thought it couldn’t hurt to reach out.
We will meet on these five Tuesdays from 6:30-8:30 PM at Gallery Books: April 30, May 7, May 14 (No class May 21), May 28, June 4.
Most members of the class need to miss at least one meeting, which is fine—we will expand and contract to meet our needs!
We will discuss readings from a variety of authors—poetry, fiction, nonfiction—and share and develop our writing in a workshop atmosphere. There will be some in-class writing as well. This is a collaborative class, meaning that the focus of some of our work together will be determined by members of the class, i.e., tell me what you want to work on and we can figure it out! The cost is $150, payable by cash, check, or Paypal.
Please let me know if you have questions and if you would like to join!
Lisa Locascio, email@example.com
ON LINE COMMENTS OF THE WEEK
 Should we call this time the days of unhappy motoring? The wheels may be falling off the nation, but they remain on the automobile.
It is the age of Autosaurus Destructus:
The beasts began to multiply, and soon there were more of them than the buffalo and the horses, and they spread far and wide. They were faster than the deer and the mountain lion, and people recklessly used them to kill others.
People enjoyed riding the docile creatures and went to many distant places in great comfort with hardly a complaint from the beast. Often they would race the beasts for their own pleasure and profit.
In great numbers, they cut many well-worn paths across continents with their endless roaming and herd instinct. At times, people became their slaves, and at other times They were corralled into camps and sold as beasts of burden themselves.
But they didn’t mind much since the people dug the ground and they were always fed. And sometimes the people went about their own business in the belly of the beast, under its tough outer skin.
Then one day the food ran out, and the people stampeded in chaos and confusion, unable to feed the beasts and the beasts began to starve. Some could no longer fly. The beasts were abandoned and the people could not move about and would soon die. Some people chose death inside the beast, their skeletons now encaged, partners ’till the bitter end.
It was a fabulous, fleeting, foolish age, a wonderful, woe begetting, wanton age.
But it wasn’t really an age, it was more like a moment. It was the Moment that Dinocars Ruined the Earth.
 Let’s cut right to the chase on the healthcare “issue.” By “issue” I mean the untenable costs. For starters, you should be doing all you can to stay healthy. That means giving up behaviors that are unhealthy. Examples? Eating unsafe foods, engaging in unsafe practices, going to unsafe places, etc, etc, etc. But let’s just start with eating unsafe foods. Reputable medical experts estimate that 80% of health problems are avoidable through lifestyle choices, mainly what you eat. So for starters, don’t eat bacon, hotdogs and lunch meats. The IARC/WHO classified processed meat as a Group 1 carcinogen, the same category as tobacco smoking and asbestos. So here’s my advice, cut your probability of health problems by 80% by making intelligent lifestyle choices. Then, realize that the other 20% are the subject to the luck of the draw. Sooner or later, something will kill you. Nobody gets out alive. Accept that fact. If you don’t, then you be held hostage by the fear of dying which will ruin the value of whatever time the Almighty has granted you. And be assured that there are people who will look to help you subjugate yourself to that fear and capitalize on it.
ONE SURPRISE phone call so far and it's not yet ten o'clock! I sport the old man's gimp, but if I could, I might easily be mistaken for Fred Astaire. I don't know if old Fred ever did yoga, but that's what's on what there remains of my mind. On the other hand, I have yet to grind the morning's coffee. When I phoned to verify the time of my appointment, the sweet young thing at the other end said (for some reason) that the appointment is for my diagnosed dementia. So a little spiritual gymnastics seems like a better idea that buying a bottle of Wild Turkey and taking it outside to the curb. This all emanated from me thinking about SO seminar questions that I might use these days.
Choose the adjective that best sums up the person you think you are. One word. Fat. Nervous. Horney. Thankful. Broke. Addicted. Sunburned. Your thesaurus is about to get a workout. Take as long as you need. If you speak six languages, use 'em.
After quickly disposing of a few dozen that popped up immediately, I quickly settled on 'Caring'. This is neither the time not the place (or the planet) to elaborate on exactly why I think that this is the one. But if all of us internalized this for ourselves and checked in with ourselves every day, we would hold ourselves to continue to do our utter best every moment. If I think that my reason for being here is to fight pollution so the seventh generation can have their picnics in the sun by burbling beaches then taking that cruise to Rio for Carnival might be a move even dumber that allowing that Hayward in the White House to think for a moment that he belongs there. But hey, I'm still laughing and smiling and bowing. And a don't have to live in a museum. And I am inhaling still. If this is dementia, well…
NINA GERBER AND CHRIS WEBSTER are returning to the Mendocino Coast Sunday, May 5. They have been performing in our area for many years, from Little River Inn to Caspar Community Center, in Point Arena at the Arena Theater and with Duo Quartet at Kate Wolf Music Festival. This concert is hosted by the Community Center of Mendocino to benefit the lovely facility that offers after-school programs as well as many community events and classes.
Be sure to make your plans for Sunday, May 5 to experience and enjoy this amazing duo. Doors open at 7pm with wine and beverages the concert starts at 7:30pm. Tickets are $20 general admission, $25 for reserved seating. Purchase tickets at BrownPaperTickets: https://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/4089824
You can also purchase tickets using your credit card on PayPal without a service charge by calling or emailing Patti at 937-1732 or firstname.lastname@example.org. If you prefer to use a check or cash Patti can help with that, as well. Nina Gerber and Chris Webster in Mendocino: www.brownpapertickets.com
Hosted by the Community Center of Mendocino