Frank Denton - The Rogue Raven
- Name: Frank Denton
- Location: Seattle, Washington, United States
What you have here is an old guy. In education for 30 years, started teaching elementary, ended as library and media director of community college. I've enjoyed mountain climbing, sports car rallying, was pipe major of a bagpipe band, played guitar and sang during the folk revival, walking and hiking later in life. Now fairly sedentary. Enjoy reading, esp. mysteries and fantasy, but my reading is pretty eclectic. Enjoy movies, giving Netflix a workout.
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Monday, April 25, 2005
Naked Came A Stranger
I looked out the window. It looked upon the parking lot of the Day’s Inn. Along came a tall skinny guy completely naked. Right on his bumper, so to speak, was a Chilliwack police car, with lights going. Within moments three more police cars pretty much surrounded the fellow. He jumped over a low concrete wall and made to run off. They calmly told him to come back to the car and put his hands on the hood. The fellow obviously had some problems but they were not great that he did not understand that four policemen had four tazers aimed at his bare body.
He came back, then knelt down at their commands. Then one of the police cuffed him. This was on the other side of the police car so we no longer could see him. The police stood around for about ten minutes, chatting. Then one of the policemen got a blanket out of his car. They got the fellow to his feet, wrapped him in the blanket and put him in one of the cars. Before long a woman constable arrived with some clothes. Evidently the man was lucid enough to give her an address. Then an ambulance arrived. The fellow was strapped to a gurney and driven off for a mental evaluation, I am quite sure. The whole scene was slightly entertaining, but at the same time left one wondering. What was in the man’s mind? What must he have thought that would make him disrobe and run through the streets? Slightly disconcerting as well. I hope he got the help he obviously needed.
Monday, April 18, 2005
Goodbye, Don Livingstone
Don was very much a renaissance man. I met him first through science fiction. But he read all sorts of books. He had an extensive book collection. If I would mention a subject very often he would trot off and return with a book about the subject, usually a reference book. He knew film, television, opera, and classical music. I’ll miss the many talks we had about any number of things. Don and Shirley were always interested in what was happening politically down here in the states. Sometimes, he said, he just couldn’t figure out what was going on down here. All I could do was chuckle and say, me, too, Don.
We’ll stay in touch with Shirley, Don's wife, and with Bruce and Cathy, too. But we’ll sure miss Don.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
A Soccer Story
British soccer leagues, and there are many, have a system of promotion and relegation. The bottom two or three teams at season’s end are sent down to the next lower league the following year; they are relegated. At the same time the top two or three teams from the lower league are promoted. Quite often this works out that they only stay for one year and are relegated back down at season’s end.
I watched Norwich City claw their way to the top of theChampionship League last year and they were promoted to the Premier League. They are currently standing in last place in the Premier League, the 20th position. Manchester United is in 3rd place. This was a game of David vs. Goliath. The Canaries, that’s Norwich City, won the match 2-0. The last 20 minutes of the match were marvelous, with Manchester throwing everything they had at Norwich and the Canaries defending furiously. In spite of my liking Manchester United I couldn’t help but cheer for Norwich. The city is a lot smaller than Manchester. They don’t have nearly as much money to spend on players. They probably still won’t stay at the Premier level, but for one glorious afternoon, in front of a hometown crowd that was delirious with the win, they challenged the big boys and came away winners. Way to go, Canaries.
Monday, April 11, 2005
Weekend at the Cabin
There wasn’t much wildlife around. No squirrels and no Stellar’s jays. But we did see slate-colored juncos, winter wrens, crows and ravens. While we were walking down by the Nisqually River one evening a couple of Canada geese, flying low and hard to see against the background of the surrounding hills, flew up the river, honking as they went. There were quite a few trilliums in bloom, a rather rare plant that will only grow in certain habitats. And if you are a fan of banana slugs, which are a feature of the Northwest, I saw several fat ones. A nice relaxing weekend, even though it cost $2.35 a gallon for the gas to get here.
Thursday, April 07, 2005
The other part of the show was about Afghanistan's National Film Library. The Taliban ordered that all of the films be burned. There was footage of lots of film being burned. The men who were in charge of the library were not exactly dumb. They were burning copies. The originals were in a room which they hid by taking out the door and covering it with wallboard and painting it over. Time and time again Taliban inspectors would come and search the building for more film. They never discovered the room which had no door.
The Taliban seems to have lost pretty much all of its importance in Afghanistan. I hope the people of Afghanistan remember this well if they try to resume power again.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Some Good News and Some Bad News
On the other hand, I have a young friend, an Indian, who is beginning his vision quest tomorrow. I hope all goes well with him and will be thinking of him and sending prayers his way for the next five days.