How’s that war on drugs working out?

Updated: We’ll have some of the same in Mexico. Good luck with that.

In 2000, Plan Colombia’s cost of 7.5 billion dollars was going to end civil war, revive Colombia’s economy and put drug cultivators and traffickers out of business:

…to restructure and modernize the armed forces and the police, so that they will be able to restore the rule of law and provide security throughout the country, to combat organized crime and armed groups and to protect and promote human rights and international humanitarian law.

And, among other things,

A counter-narcotics strategy, in partnership with other countries involved in some or all of the links of the drug-chain: production, distribution, sale, consumption, asset laundering, precursor chemicals and arms dealing. And, at the national level, to stop the flow of drug-money the fuel of violence — to the insurgent and other armed organizations.

To date, the effort doesn’t look good. Colombia has produced more coca – almost 30 per cent more – than in 1999. All is not lost, though, in the eyes of the White House and its drug czar. (What the hell? I thought Pablo Escobar was a drug czar.) In scenes reminiscent of Viet Nam, planes have decimated an area more than twice that of Rhode Island.

“…the good news, which is almost universally overlooked, is that these fields, which are regularly sprayed, pruned back, and otherwise brutalized, are far less productive that they traditionally have been.”

Production is up, but the plots aren’t as fertile.

I’m heartened by the good news.

Ignorance is bliss

Someone, it would seem, has linked to a proposal by the Green Party of Canada to implement a further tax of $C 0.12 cent per liter on gasoline to help combat greenhouse gas emissions. I’d like to take this opportunity to point out to said moron that someone that the Green Party is not the governing party in Canada, nor is there a snowball’s chance in hell of that ever happening.

Notwithstanding the ignorance of the foregoing, and more to the point, here’s a fact for the remaining morons of the world — of which there are many in North America: Canada contributes approximately two per cent of the worlds greenhouse gas emissions. For a graphic example of how the elimination of Canadaâ’s supposed portion of greenhouse emissions will affect the rest of the world, read on:

Here, take a dollar. Yes, $ 1.00 — it’s free. Take it!

Just for fun, let’s make it an American dollar. (Canadians have lots of those. Just ask the largest real estate investor in Manhattan.)

Now then, take two cents ($ 0.02) of that dollar and go out and buy something. Let me know when you’re back with something in your pocket.

Right. I thought so.

Oh, and 20 years from now, I’ll still be waiting for you to get back and show me the results of your wonderful purchase.

Contact form blues

Updated below

I was having trouble with Beast-Blog.com’s contact form on my site, so I scrapped it entirely in favor of another I found here at The Marketing Technology Blog. He calls it the WordPress Contact Form with Spam Protection.

It’s configurable, it fits nicely on a page, and by the look of it, it will prevent email spamming. More importantly, it took a minimum of fiddling to get it set up – which is all I really care about at this point in my life.

I have no time for fiddling.

I’d rather be riding.

Update: The most recent version of this plugin (v3.1.2) is broken and doesn’t display properly in FireFox. IE isn’t so great either. Sigh. I’m off to find another one that does work.

Make my bed and light the light

For I’ll arrive late tonight,
Blackbird, bye, bye. – Mort Dixon

Another 300 mile run today. Mind you, I’ve been taking breaks during these rides — it’s not all gas ‘n’ go, which is what I normally do when I’m on the road and trying to make time. It got up to 90F – rather mild for what I’ve been accustomed to in previous years. I was able to handle it well, old desert hand that I am. The secret – of many – is to keep everything covered, stay hydrated, and use the effects of transpiration to one’s advantage. It’s pretty basic stuff.

It has always amazed me to see other riders wearing wife-beaters in 90 and 100+ degree heat, beet-red from overexposure to the elements no matter how much sunscreen they’ve slathered over themselves.

“You must be hot dressed like that,” quoth the moron, as he/she/it glows red in the mid-day sun.

Well, of course I’m hot, you dumbass. I’m parked at a gas pump and sweating like a pig, just like you are. The difference is, when I’m back on the road, I’ll be cool as a cucumber.

But, yes, you do look oh so trendy in that sleeveless tee with the raw arms and face. I wish I could be like you – dumb as a box of hammers.

Not likely.