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naw, b-ho didn't rename the big D to high-light global warming, otherwise he woulda spelt it "denial"

names are symbols n' symbols have meaning whether you care to notice them or not at any rate, the OP was a question regarding executive over-reach, not necessarily the nomenclature of mountains

the thing about rainier is that the name is highly appropriate for the ever-wet north west

8/31 - day 19 - last day before returning to work - all good things.... takes fist w/ ben - hadn't climbed this in a coon's age, it sure hadn't gotten easier in the meantime

i've always thought it quite odd that each language seems to need to change the names/pronunciations of other people's places - why do we call maskva moscow, for example? it's not like we can't make our tongues turn that way. i think it's funny the people most pissed about our nations biggest mountain formally going by the name it's already called by everybody who cares about it are themselves from one of the flattest, dullest spots on the map

fine by me - tahoma and wy'east are kewl names interesting to me to read that everest himself disagreed w/ his name being applied to the mountain - don't know what mckinley though, but i'm sure he'd have agreed to denali if'n that was what it took to keep him from getting kilt by a lousy anarchist

any of our conservative climbers want to try to claim this is yet another example of a chief executive out of control? hoping everest's imperialist moniker falls soon too in favor of one of the wildly more unpronounceable originals

amtrak amblings, 730 a.m. the world is dirt and bright sun beautiful women and bedraggled whores it is light in the morning and the screams of lunatics by night the first flush of spring and the bleached bones the vernal season ultimately brings the world is the hope of hell and heaven with a wicked smell it is the grief inherent in laughter, a crude joke told at the funeral of a beloved daughter the world is what it is, neither your's nor his it is the going affair that's headed nowhere the dog that wags the tail the berries that bring the bear

in spray it's always the year 1098

spray is jar-jar binks

spray is a brown pair of panties

spray is new coke

spray is the unmuddied lake, the azure sky of deepest summer

for every one of us living in this world means waiting for our end let she who can achieve glory before death when a warrior is gone that will be her best and only bulwark

spray is the crumbs in the bottom of the shitter after you done flushed it

spray is vladimir putin's worst enemy

spray is the null set

spray is what happened when you saw your 6th grade teacher the first time

in space, no one can hear you spray

spray is the sound of 3 hands clapping

they said it could be done.

june: moby dick - herman melville - forced to read it as a child, i enjoyed it far more voluntarily as an adult - the "monkey rope" chapter was particularly appropriate for a climber, as indeed the rationale espoused in the opening paragraph for the need for adventure in a drab and dreary world july: margaret thatcher: power and personality - jonathan aiken - obeys the classic law of all biographies: if'n you don't hate'em to begin w/, you will by the end is it possible to be reckoned great in the estimation of the world without being a godawful grand jackass? august: the worldly philosophers - robert heilbroner - a history of economics and plenty enjoyable - every economist from adam smith on a prisoner to the prism of the current day, all of them purporting to paint the picture beneath the flower, but finding their portrait stained with the pollen of the blossom they were fingering along the way

the world must be going crazy, pink n' john appear to be in agreement on something

i could climb the nose in a day, if'n it was located on mercury and i had a really snazzy climbing suit...

spray is 2 polar bears screwing in the middle of a blizzard