Category Archives: History

Train into Budapest

German train, maybe from Munich, slowed with a exasperated squeal into a dusty dark soot colored station labeled Budapest. I don’t remember if I paused but soon I was standing in a small room below high black boards watching a blur of yellow letters, listening to the click of unfamiliar cities. It was early night and I was struggling not to feel scared, or maybe struggling to scare myself into believing I was on a genuine adventure and not just a poorly planned vacation. What if no one was there when I arrived? Where was I going? I had never heard of Miskolc until one fateful night in Paris.

Summer of 92. Illuminated, two towers of Notre Dame stared with a cold face. I joined a leisurely flow of tourists at the far side of the plaza who milled along, absorbing shades of grey and green. My fatigue boredom and curiosity led me to pause when I noticed a man sitting an uncomfortable distance from a woman. Their body language was awkward, as if in a disagreement. I reached a hand down to feel the unmistakable rough chill of granite and then sat down no more than twenty meters from them. I was drawn to look beside me and saw the woman had a kind but empty, longing stare very unlike those you might find on a faithful gargoyle observing above. The man spoke broken English. Too far to make out the conversation, I still surmised they were strangers. He harassed her as she tried to enjoy a peaceful evening alone.

Absinthe legal in the US again

I have a bottle sitting on my shelf. It was a novelty gift from Prague. My favorite part is the label. Now I hear that a local distiller will be selling bottles and offering authentic samples in their tasting room.

The SF Gate has written a fascinating story that touches on why this relates to hype versus reality in public safety:

Now it seems that no one can remember exactly why it was prohibited. Some say it was the chemical thujone found in the herb wormwood, used to make absinthe, that affects the brain. Others say it was a plot by the wine industry to put the popular spirit out of business. And there are those who believe it was a case of baseless hysteria, not unlike “Reefer Madness,” the 1936 propaganda film about marijuana.

Perhaps because there is nothing exact to remember in these issues of human behavior? Hysteria is the right word. Fear is another one.

Earlier this year, a lone Washington, D.C., lawyer took on the Alcohol and Tobacco Tax and Trade Bureau in an attempt to lift the ban. After some legal wrangling, the agency agreed – with some limits.

Lone? Personal mission? I am surprised they do not say lawyer and poet, or lawyer and aspiring artist? Alas, even though a lawyer is to blame for the legalization of the drink I am sure it will continue to be associated with those least involved in its production and distribution. I just can not see absinthe being associated with holiday parties at big law firms. Consumption would appear to be most conspicuous among those who are least controlled/contrived in their daily expressions.

Last week, St. George Spirits of Alameda received the news that, after seven applications, the federal agency had approved its label, the final obstacle before going to market. On Monday, the small artisan distillery sold its token first bottle, becoming the only American company since 1912 to sell absinthe in the United States.

Approval of the label is a big deal because there is little to object to in the substance itself if made properly. Might as well have a team of legal and risk experts debate the merits of marketing it safely while this substance has no more risk that the millions of bottles it will sit by on the shelf. Will they use something like Cigarette pack warnings? Those vary by culture and country, but they are the hallmark of regulated marketing.

Overall, I found the article highly entertaining. It puts to light much of the controversy about causality:

“Look, absinthe is bad the way Jack Daniels is bad, the way Skyy Vodka is bad,” says Lehrman. “The worst component is the alcohol. If you drink too much, something bad will happen.”

I guess you could expect a distiller to say that about alcohol. Moderation, and self-control right? Might as well ask someone from Colt if guns kills people. Sorry, I digress…

But in 1905 the Swiss government was convinced that it was absinthe alone that turned a law-abiding citizen into a homicidal maniac. After Jean Lanfray, a 31-year-old laborer, killed his pregnant wife and two children, the Swiss government banned the spirit. Although Lanfray had sampled a bottle of absinthe before breakfast that morning, officials failed to take into consideration that he had also consumed Creme de Menthe, cognac and soda, more than six glasses of wine and a cup of coffee laced with brandy, says Barnaby Conrad III, the San Francisco author of “Absinthe: History in a Bottle” (Chronicle Books, 1988; the publisher is not affiliated with this newspaper).

Nice try, but the Swiss should have banned cups, glasses and bottles. Homicide would have ended with the demise of drinking vessels. Or maybe they should have banned labor.

I’m kidding.

With that in mind, here’s my favorite part:

…the drink became synonymous with the degeneration of the world’s most famous bohemians, from Van Gogh’s infamous ear cutting to Verlaine’s debaucherous sprees of sex and rage.

Even Oscar Wilde was quoted as saying “After the first glass, you see things as you wish they were. After the second, you see things as they are not. Finally you see things as they really are, which is the most horrible thing in the world.”

Clarity…or degeneration. It is all about perspective, I suppose.

Ironic when you think about all the work for a label to avoid confusion about something that is said to bring clarity.

Perhaps when you drink it, you become clear on why it should be banned.

If not, you are in good company; just ask the Wormwood Society. They point out that absinthe was actually never illegal…just restricted:

There is no law which prohibits absinthe by name, but any drink which contains in excess of 10ppm of thujone is prohibited from being imported into, or produced for sale and consumption in, the United States.

Good to know. Consumers will benefit from safe absinthe, although modern science apparently has found thujone as relatively safe (“0% mortality rate at 30 mg/kg”).

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

My prior post on Germans dealing with the issue of identity and security reminded me of the famous lyrics of Somewhere Over the Rainbow. I like the version by Israel Kamakawiwo’ole:

Public Radio in the US even did a story on it.

NPR’s Susan Stamberg continues her series on the meaning of “home” with the story of “Over the Rainbow,” from the 1939 film classic The Wizard of Oz. The song that became Judy Garland’s signature tune tells of longing to escape home for a more exciting place. Of course, as anyone who’s watched the movie knows, Garland’s Dorothy realizes there’s no place like home.

Someone might also think Lions can talk and water kills witches, or that the US should follow the silver standard instead of gold. Maybe that’s not the point.

There is no place like home when it comes to the present, rather than past or future, right?

Curveball secrets revealed; liar/alcoholic led US into War

History will not be kind to American leaders who called for war with Iraq. More evidence of naive incompetance has come forward:

[CBS’ 60 Minutes] says Mr Alwan’s story unravelled once CIA agents finally confronted him with evidence contradicting his claims.

Back in November 2005, Col Lawrence Wilkerson, the chief of staff to Mr Powell, told the BBC’s Carolyn Quinn he was aware the Germans had said that they had told the CIA of the unreliability.

“And then you begin to speculate, you begin to wonder was this intelligence spun; was it politicised; was it cherry-picked; did in fact the American people get fooled?,” Col Wilkerson said.

A presidential intelligence commission into the matter found that Curveball [Mr Alwan] was a liar and an alcoholic.

Interesting that the Germans did not bite on false information, but the US fell for it at the highest levels.

Vagabond Scholar has a nice writeup of the tragic details.

Psychologists have long known that typically, human beings tend to look for evidence to support their views, not for evidence to contradict them. This dynamic makes the thorough vetting of critical intelligence all the more crucial.

[…]

The Bush administration must take a large share of the blame. Many people forget, as mentioned above, that Bush claimed weapons of mass destruction had in fact been found, and he repeated this claim several times. He later went on to deliberately substitute the argument that “Hussein had WMD” to “Hussein wanted WMD.”

[…]

No one doubted Hussein wanted WMD. The question was whether he had them, and whether he could actually get them.

Wonder where the name curveball came from.