Live Fast — Stay in Control

If you want to go fast in an F-16 Fighting Falcon, it’s easy.  Just push the throttle forward all the way (this position is called “Military Power”) and then twist it to the left and push again to engage the afterburners.  Depending on aircraft configuration and atmospheric conditions, you might reach Mach 2.0 (roughly 1,300 miles per hour at high altitude).

But there’s a catch.  The afterburners, which dump fuel into the jet engine’s hot exhaust stream, burn a lot of fuel.  As much as 60,000 pounds per hour, which could deplete the aircraft’s load in something like 10 minutes.  Which is why afterburners are used sparingly, generally for take-off and during combat maneuvers.

If you go faster than you should and run low on fuel – no worries, probably there’s a mid-air refueling tanker, like the Boeing KC-46 Pegasus, circling around somewhere.  But you’ll need to slow down to match the tanker’s airspeed, typically around 300 knots per hour.  Even so, you have a very narrow envelope to operate in.  You do not want to approach the drogue basket trailing behind the tanker at faster than a walking pace.  Impact the drogue with too much force, and you could send a sinusoidal shock wave up the 80-yard hose to the tanker and down again, which could not only disrupt the connection, but possibly damage the aircraft’s fuel probe.  In which case you might have a serious problem, if you’re out of fuel and there’s no safe place to land nearby.

There’s a point here for all of us, even if we’re not piloting advanced fighter platforms.  You shouldn’t go fast if you’re not in control.

Stay. In. Control.

This theme applies throughout life – why, even to recreational runners.  Run too fast and you burn out and risk injury.  Runners who start out too fast in a marathon might crack a rueful joke about “crashing and burning.”  Actually, it’s not funny.

But forget running.  What about life?  What happens if you go to fast and don’t keep control?

Or let me ask the question a different way — how can we stay in control when we operate constantly at high speed?

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Reservoir Year by Nina Shengold — A Review

Everyone wants to be in charge, but there are so many distractions

The Ashokan Reservoir is an important component of the New York City water supply.  Lying at the base of the Catskill Mountains, the reservoir is 12 miles long, covers 8,300 acres, and has a maximum capacity of 123 billion gallons of water.  Reservoir Year: A Walk of Days is Nina Shengold’s account of a unique project during which she visited the Ashokan Reservoir for a daily walk along the shore, with a special commitment to complete a full year’s worth of walks without skipping a single day.  In her daily notes, which range from a single sentence to a few pages, she brings the reservoir to life.  She recounts the drama of sky and water.  Shares the antics of crows, deer, squirrels, bears, herons, and bald eagles.  Relates the interactions with strangers she encountered and with friends and family members who sometimes walked with her during this improbable quest.  Improbable, for a 60-year-old single mother with bills to pay and aging parents who need her help and many other obligations.

Nina is a talented writer and in particular a master of metaphor, which makes the book a stimulating read.  On a spring-time visit, the cloud-striped sky evokes a blue-and-white lava lamp.  The atmosphere beneath a brewing thunderhead feels “dead-air, locker room humid.”  A sunset morphs from pastel “to flamingo, persimmon, tandoori salmon, hot lava.”  It’s clear in writing up this account she had fun.

But beneath the engaging prose, a serious question lurks.  Why?  Why, if you didn’t have to walk a dog, would you visit the same place on every single day for a full year?

Looking across the Ashokan Reservoir

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Reservoir Year by Nina Shengold — A Review

Supermarket Hippie

Nearly naked, I placed one foot onto the smooth rubber mat, my mind ringing with Edward Abbey’s war-cry, obey little, resist much!   Abbey was the bestselling author who advocated for protecting wilderness from commercial exploitation, if necessary by sabotage (he called it “monkey-wrenching”).

Instantly the automatic door swept aside, and I entered the supermarket, the tiles slick and cool underfoot.  I noticed the specials (two pints of blueberries for $5) and the surprise on the faces of some of my fellow-shoppers – evident in a subtle downward flicker of the eyes — as they confirmed that I’d violated an unwritten moral code.  Honestly, people are mostly cool with it.  But not always. Continue reading “Supermarket Hippie”

Supermarket Hippie