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January 1st, 2013:

All Clear in the Stratosphere

Earth’s stratosphere is as clear as it’s been in more than 50 years. University of Colorado climate scientist Richard Keen knows this because he’s been watching lunar eclipses. “Since 1996, lunar eclipses have been bright, which means the stratosphere is relatively clear of volcanic aerosols. This is the longest period with a clear stratosphere since before 1960.” Consider the following comparison of a lunar eclipse observed in 1992 after the Philippine volcano Pinatubo spewed millions of tons of gas and ash into the atmosphere vs. an “all-clear” eclipse in 2003:

Read the rest (from shortly before the lunar eclipse of 12/21/12) at

For times gone bye

Don’t be so ignorant:

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and times gone bye?

For times gone bye, my dear,
for times gone bye,
we’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
for times gone bye.
And surely you’ll buy your pint cup
and surely I’ll buy mine!
And we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for times gone bye.

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine ;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since times gone bye.

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since times gone bye.

And there’s a hand my trusty friend !
And give us a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for times gone bye.

There, now you know. It even makes sense.

The asian century changes much

Even Rabbie Burns and Scottish folk tunes:

Isn’t it wonderful?

Happy new year to one and all, Kounters, commenters and lurkers alike…

Happy New Year Y’all!

Well do the best you can in the circumstances , eh?

Some of you will be seeing it in with Jools’ Hootenanny, but I give you this…


Counting Cats lyrics and sentiments for the New Year…

“Cause talk and suspicion, give an exhibition, find out what it’s all about…”

And you can’t whack Garcia in full lyrical flow, now can you?

Love RAB

The truth about NAZIs

They’re actually “Nazis”.

The pure evil of Herr Hitler (scratch that “Herr” – it is a title of respect and honour that Hitler did nothing to command). I think it was Churchill who called him a “guttersnipe”. And he was right. Hitler was not some great Satanic figure. He was scum with terrible hair. And a ‘ta ch to (literally) die for.

Anyway, back to the point… I recently read on a Kindle a book on etymology and it covered “NAZI” or “Nazi”.

It had this to say. The NAZIs never called themselves “Nazis”. This was an invention of their opponents in the ’30s and a clever one.

Excursion: I never actively took part in the French or German exchanges at my school but I do recall hanging with a load of Germans and finding them by and large to be capital fellows (and some fit birds too – although the German for “nipple” literally translates as “Breast-wart”). The French were unspeakable and all wore jeans with Asterix transfers. The Germans were from Hamburg and termed a rather dim-witted idler of my English acquaintance “The Bavarian” for his dullness. In much the same way the English take ze piss out of the Irish as the Yanks do about Polacks etc. This is important background.

Nazi had been throughout most of Germany a term of abuse against those perceived as “thicker than the LA Times Sunday Edition” before Adolf even soiled a nappy. “Nazi” is apparently a shortened-form of “Ignatious” which was a common Bavarian name. Why? Despite the reformation Bavaria remained stollenly Catholic and Ignatious Loyola (founder of the Jesuits) had a fan-base.

So, when an upstart PFC from Austria starts gobbing off the obvious (to a German speaker) shortening of the National Socialist German Worker’s Party term “Nazi” is coined because it is already a term of abuse and it fits because their power-base was in Bavaria. And it looks like a suitable acronym.

It was clever. So clever it utterly failed to work and fifty million deaths later…

So that is where “NAZI” comes from. It isn’t an acronym and indeed if you used the term in Germany 1933-1945 you’d be for the high-jump.

On the eve of a New Year this is quite an unpleasant post. I apologise but offer this from the incomparable site “Cats that look like Hitler”.

You guys are horrible! You should be ashamed of yourselves! This siteis completely vile. What do you think gives you the right to make funof one of the world’s greatest strategist in the history of time (asidefrom the right to free speech, don’t give me that jargin, though, asmuch as I contradicted myself). I hope you all fall into a chamberthat’s possibly filled with gas!!
– Barney

(all sic – for Barney is clearly a moron). And “strategist”. He lost. Big time. I mean, yeah, declare war on The United States, the British Empire and the Soviet Union pretty much simultaneously if you want to end-up shooting yourself. I have spent many hours playing Sid Meier’s “Civ” and Hitler’s antics were not strategy. They were mere arse-wittery of the first order.

So now for the cute pussy…



Happy New Year folks!