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New York Times Book Review
Slightly Chipped: Footnotes in Bookloreby Lawrence Goldstone, Nancy Goldstone
More than a sequel, Slightly Chipped: Footnotes in Booklore is a companion piece for Used and Rare. A delight for the general reader and book collector alike, it details the Goldstones' further explorations into the curious world of book collecting. In Slightly Chipped, they get hooked on the correspondence and couplings of Bloomsbury; they/i>/i>/i>… See more details below
More than a sequel, Slightly Chipped: Footnotes in Booklore is a companion piece for Used and Rare. A delight for the general reader and book collector alike, it details the Goldstones' further explorations into the curious world of book collecting. In Slightly Chipped, they get hooked on the correspondence and couplings of Bloomsbury; they track down Bram Stoker's earliest notes for Dracula; and they are introduced to hyper-moderns. Slightly Chipped is filled with all of the anecdotes and esoterica about the world of book collecting that charmed readers of Used and Rare.
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Lawrence and Nancy Goldstone are the authors of Used and Rare. They are currently at work on Warmly Inscribed, the third in the series. The Goldstones live in Westport, Connecticut.
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It was the first Friday in May 1997, and we were in Boston for the Fifth Annual Spring Antiquarian Book Fair.
Usually when we are in Boston, even for a fair, we make the rounds of the used-book stores. On this visit, however, we intended to make the rounds of the new-book stores. Our book, Used and Rare: Travels in the Book World, had just come out, and there is nothing quite like seeing your shiny new book sitting there on the shelves.
We weren't Stephen Kingwe didn't expect to see waist-high stacks of Used and Rare clogging the aisles or crowds of screaming fanatics fighting over that one last copy. However, since some significant sections of Used and Rare had been set in Boston and were devoted to some of the city's more distinguished rare-book dealers, we felt confident that, at least here, booksellers would have ordered a few copies. In our wildest fantasies, there might even be a small stack in the windowfour or five books maybe. We dreamed of an assistant manager's eyes going wide in recognition as we walked through the door. He would say: "Aren't you the Goldstones? I loved your book. See, we put them right in the window. Would you mind signing them for us?"
As a result, we had gotten in early and saved the better part of the day to meander about. We started in Back Bay at the giant mall off Boylston Street. Walking slowly to savor the moment, we headed to Doubleday. When we got there, we paused, then held hands and walked in.
We checked the books displayed up front. Usedand Rare was not among them. Oh, well, we hadn't really expected to be in the front anyway. New nonfiction would be just fine, so we strolled over there. Used and Rare wasn't in new nonfiction either.
Trying to look casual, we checked every shelf, including juvenile literature. No books.
"Well, this is a small store."
"Yeah, they have hardly anything. Just best-sellers."
"Yeah. There's another bookstore in this mall. I think it's a Rizzoli. They'll have a better selection."
So we walked on to Rizzoli. We were still holding hands, but the grips had gotten a little tighter.
Rizzoli was a very handsome store and, as we suspected, seemed to favor a more literary selection than Doubleday. Prominently featured was A History of Reading by Alberto Manguel, which had been published about six months earlier to glowing though not widespread reviews. If they still had that book on the shelves, maybe they would have ours.
The new nonfiction section was in the center of the store and consisted of about one hundred books, but Used and Rare was not one of them.
We left the mall and made our way to Waterstone on Exeter Street. Our aspirations had now been reduced to just seeing a copy of our book anywhere, and of all the anywheres, Waterstone seemed the best shot. It was a huge, three-storied, twenty-thousand-square-foot store that occupied an entire building and seemed to have everything ever published in any language.
We went up the stairs to the main floor, where literally hundreds of titles of new nonfiction were on display. We examined both by title and by author, just in case we had been misfiled. Nothing. We went over to fiction, just in case they didn't know we'd written a memoir. Nothing.
"I'm going to ask."
"No, Larry, don't."
"I'm going to."
So we walked over to the information deskone purposefully, one lagging back a bit, trying to look inconspicuous. The information desk was presided over by two men and two women, each of whom looked to be a sophomore English major at one of the local colleges.
"Yes?" It was one of the young women. She had long brown hair pulled straight back, no makeup, and a lot of earrings in one ear.
"Do you have a book called Used and Rare?"
"Who's the author?"
"UhhhGoldstone, I think."
She went to her computer. "Yes, we have it. It's on the third floor. It's alllll the way in the back." She gave one long wave with her hand to indicate just how far in the back that was, "You'll have to ask someone when you get up there. Tell them you want literary criticism."
"It's where we put all the books we don't know what else to do with." She shrugged and smiled. "We call it the garbage dump of the store," she added cheerfully.
* * *
After a more subdued lunch than we had anticipated, we decided to visit the Museum of Fine Arts instead of any more bookstores. Then, at about a quarter after four, we headed off toward downtown. (One of the great things about Boston is that it's small enough so that almost everything is within walking distance.) The fair was being held in the Park Plaza Castle, which is a genuine castle on the corner of Arlington Street and Columbus Avenue. The doors were supposed to open at five. We got there with about ten minutes to spare.
It had been a warm afternoon, and since it seems to be a rule that book fairs must be held in stuffy, overheated halls, we were dressed in light clothes, expecting to just walk right in. As we neared the castle, however, we saw a large crowd of people near the front doorsomething of a surprise for a regional book fair. But there was a lot more than that. The whole place was lit up by huge spotlights in the street. There were trucks, police cars with flashing lights, and people walking around talking frantically into walkie-talkies. Dominating the scene was a crane with a large bucket on the end. The bucket was being held level with a window that had been removed on the top floor of the castle. A man was inside the bucket, and three spotlights were directed right at him. It was almost as if the guy were threatening to jump and they were lighting him up in preparation for Mel Gibson to come and try to talk him out of it.
We looked at each other.
"Can this be for the fair?"
"What else would they be doing up there? They must be coveting it for local television."
"Covering a book fair?"
"I told you books were catching on."
As we got closer, we could see that the crowd consisted of two distinct components. The first was comprised of members of the film crew. They were men and women who looked exactly alikehip black clothes, leather jackets, baseball hats, and holster belts for their walkie-talkies slung low, gunfighter style. None was over thirty. The other segment was the book-collecting crowd. They were also men and women who looked exactly alike but in this case they wore rumpled clothing, tousled long hair, and glasses. Almost no one in this group was under thirty.
The book collectors seemed to have made a focus of a very large, sullen, extremely Irish Boston police officer who had set himself up as a human barricade between the street and the entrance to the Park Plaza Castle. No one was getting by, and this was making the book buyers frantic. Each was apparently convinced that a competitor had somehow slipped inside and was greedily snapping up the very books that he or she had come here to purchase. As a result, the police officer was being badgered unmercifully, with sentences that began, "Pleeease. You don't understand. You have to let me in because ..."to which the police officer, an impassive twenty-year veteran of Boston political demonstrations, responded not at all.
There was a woman standing next to us who, by the frustration etched on her face, had obviously been there for some time.
"What's going on?" we asked.
"They're filming a commercial," she said, practically spitting out the words. "They're not going to let anyone in until the crane comes down."
"A commercial? For the book fair?"
She gave us a strange look and gestured with her thumb. "For the mattress store across the street," she said.
A half hour later, after the film crew had gotten all their equipment and mattresses into the top floor of the castle and the temperature had dropped by at least twenty degrees, we were finally allowed to go into the fair. Along with the rest of the herd of muttering bibliophiles, we shivered our way to the front door, paid our $6 apiece for tickets, and trudged into the hall.
The second we were inside, everything changed. We forgot how long we had waited, how cold we were, even that we hadn't seen our book in the stores. We had just entered a large room filled with wonderful books. We even held hands again.
Unlike the Boston International Antiquarian Book Fair, which is held in November in the prestigious Hynes Auditorium, and which is sponsored by the Antiquarian Booksellers Association of America (ABAA), the Boston Spring Antiquarian Book Fair is sponsored by Mariab, which stands for Massachusetts and Rhode Island Antiquarian Booksellers Inc. (Why they left off the last letter of the acronym is a mystery, unless they decided that "Mariabi" sounded too much like a board game or a Latin dance.) Although there is some overlap between the Mariab membership and that of the ABAA, Mariab, in addition to being regional, is largely comprised of dealers whose prices top out in the hundreds of dollars instead of in the thousands.
This makes for a distinct difference in the atmosphere of the respective fairs. The ABAA fair, like its sister, the New York Antiquarian Book Fair, is filled with treasures. One year in New York, for example, we saw a pristine 1687 first edition of Sir Isaac Newton's Philosophiae naturalis principia mathematicawhich means the mathematical principles of natural philosophy, by the wayfor $210,000. (A very reasonable price, according to the dealer, and he must have been right because it was snapped up immediately.) We've seen Dickens in parts, Gulliver's Travels, first editions of Tocqueville, and other of the great books of the world, all in the best possible condition. It is awe-inspiring to walk up and down the aisles seeing one museum piece after another.
But museums induce respectful silence. When you walk through the Hynes or the Seventh Regiment Armory, where the New York fair is held, you step gingerly, and when you do reach for a book, it is with exaggerated care and under the sharp eye of an often stern dealer dressed in a jacket and tie.
By contrast, the Mariab fair is more like a party, convivial and intimate. The noise hits you instantly. The fair-goers tend to be younger, and everyone is more casually dressed. People walk around eating, chatting each other up, ribbing each other. You'll find one dealer sitting at another's booth, and he'll say, "Oh, his stuff isn't any good. Come over to my booth."
But most importantly, the books are more accessible to people like us. We've always found something at this fair for which we'd been searching for a long time, like The Death Ship by B. Traven or a 1929 edition of Dracula, at a price we could afford. As a dealer friend of ours told us, "Mariab is always interesting. It's the first big fair of the spring, and you never know just what the dealers have squirreled away during the winter."
In our first five minutes of walking the aisles, we saw that this fair was going to be first-rate as well. There was, as always, an eclectic selection of modern firsts, Americana, detective fiction, occult fiction, interesting dust jackets, cookbooks, art books, photography, and avant-garde literature. We wandered through for awhile without even thinking about buying anything, just sucking up the mood and stopping occasionally to chat with old friends.
"Hi," said John Sanderson, a tall, thin golf addict with brown hair and a mustache who had always evoked the image of a Shakespearean scholar, which, in fact, he was. Since we'd moved from the Berkshires to Connecticut, we no longer saw John regularly.
"How's the book doing?" he asked.
"Oh ... great."
He wagged a finger at us. "Don't forget," he said, "I want to play myself in the movie."
We walked a little further, and Rusty Mott came up to us. Rusty ran Howard S. Mott Rare Books in Sheffield, Massachusetts. It was he who had showed us the weathered copy of The Works by Sir William Davenant, in which Herman Melville had taken notes in preparation for writing Moby Dick, and who had sold us a pamphlet about the American Revolution.
"Hi," we said. "Are you exhibiting here?"
"No," he said. "I love this fair. I just come to look. Say, how's the book doing?"
"Oh, its doing just ... great."
After Rusty, we decided that if we wanted to have any fun at this fair, it might be best to try and avoid people we knew. That turned out to be a good idea, and we were able to amble about blissfully and anonymously for about an hour. We hadn't really bought anything, just a twenty-dollar first edition of Laurie Colwin's Home Cooking. Then we came upon a booth toward the far wall on the left, near the front. It was one of the smaller displays, only three or four shelves high, set on tables arranged in an L-shape. The sign said, "ON THE ROAD BOOKS," with the name of a town in Connecticut that we had never heard of underneath.
We had seen this stall before on our first go-through, but we had assumed that the owner had named his shop after the Kerouac novel and that therefore On The Road Books specialized in Beat literature. Beat literature is okay, but not one of our favorites, so we hadn't stopped to look. But this time we did stop, and the second we did, we saw that this booth was going to be special. The books were all remarkably crisp and clear and bright. It was modern literature, and the selection seemed to have been picked out just for us. If we'd had enough money, we would have simply gotten a very large box and transferred the entire display to our library. Then, we noticed one particular book on the top shelf.
"Is that a Mrs. Bridge?"
Mrs. Bridge was written by Evan S. Connell, Jr., and published in 1959. Both Mrs. Bridge and its companion book, Mr. Bridge, published ten years later, were taken very closely from Mr. Connell's own upbringing in a suburb of Kansas City. Set primarily during the 1930s and 1940s, these novels detail the lives of India and Walter Bridge, an upper-middle-class couple, and Ruth, Douglas, and Carolyn, their three children.
Despite a sizable cult following, Mrs. Bridge and Mr. Bridge have never been fully recognized for the masterpieces of American realism that they are. Both novels are written in spare, deceptively gentle prose and presented as a string of loosely related vignettes. (Mrs. Bridge alone has over one hundred chapters, some less than a page long.) They are, all the same, devastating portraits of American suburbia and of the bankruptcy of values and futility of existence of those who live there. Each is every bit as mesmerizing in its way as were Babbitt or the works of John O'Hara in theirs.
For example, in Mrs. Bridge, the chapter entitled "Frozen Fruit" begins:
With Ruth gone and with Carolyn at home only an occasional week end, with Mr. Bridge continuing to spend long hours at the office, and with Douglas appearing only for meals, Mrs. Bridge found the days growing interminable; she could not remember when a day had seemed so long since the infinite hours of childhood, and so she began casting about rueful and disconsolate for some way to occupy the time. There were mornings when she lay in bed wide awake until noon, afraid to get up because there was nothing to do. She knew Harriet would take care of ordering the groceries, Harriet would take care of everything, Harriet somehow was running the house and Mrs. Bridge had the dismal sensation of knowing that she, herself, could leave town for a week and perhaps no one would get overly excited.
She only does get up when she remembers that Mr. Bridge told her to get the car washed and waxed, but, upon emerging from the bedroom with this announcement, is informed by Harriet that the chore had already been performed the previous Saturday.
"Are you sure?" asked Mrs. Bridge.
"Oh. Well, then," she said doubtfully, "I suppose it doesn't need to be done again. Isn't that strange? He must have forgotten to tell me." She noticed Harriet looking at her without expression, but intently, and she became embarrassed. She dropped the car keys back in her purse and slowly took off her hat. She had driven the Lincoln several times since Saturday and it was odd she had not noticed the difference.
Ever more desperate for something to do, Mrs. Bridge finally finds a friend who is as bored as she. The friend agrees to come over. They spend the afternoon drinking coffee (made by Harriet) at the kitchen table, discussing a variety of topics of local interest; for example, that because an increasing number of young men are enlisting to fight in the war, delivery service at the Piggly-Wiggly has deteriorated. Finally, around four o'clock, they decide they are hungry.
They went to the kitchen and Mrs. Bridge looked into the refrigerator.
"Strawberries and whipped cream?" she suggested. "These are frozen, of course. They don't really taste the same as the fresh, but they certainly are a time-saver."
But perhaps the most compelling aspect of the Bridges is their timelessness. If you substitute Range Rovers for Lincolns and cell phones for kitchen gadgets and frozen foods, the books might just as easily have been written last year instead of decades ago. The social inbreeding and the tortured vanity of the suburbs that wereand areso distinctly American have never been so perfectly depicted as in these books. And, of course, they are an indication that, technology notwithstanding, we haven't progressed so very far at all.
A few years ago, Merchant and Ivory made a film version of both novels called Mr. and Mrs. Bridge, starring Mr. and Mrs. Paul Newman. It was a decent and respectful effort, but the power and relentless grip of the books were sadly absent. We have often lamented that few who saw the film would be inspired to go out and read the infinitely superior books.
We pulled out the Mrs. Bridge from the On The Road display. It had a dust jacket that we had never seen beforewhite, with a pen-and-ink drawing of a woman of about sixty with a string of pearls around her neck, a tiny mouth set in a tight smile, and a benign, vacant expression on her face. In the background was a conservatively furnished drawing room done in olive and orange watercolor. The woman seemed to be daydreaming in the general direction of a tea table to her left, upon which sat an orange telephone. We turned to the spine and saw the name Heinemann, which we knew to be a British publisher.
"It's the first U.K.," said the dealer, a large man with a small crewcut, sitting in a folding chair next to the booth. "The dust jacket is much more interesting than the American, don't you think?"
We did think. The dust jacket to the American edition had a dull gold background, with three paper dolls representing the children in white silhouette in the foreground, with another tea table, upon which were placed a black telephone and a shocking pink hat and white gloves. A vague drawing of the Lincoln is behind the table, and across the top of the front cover is a place card with the words "Mrs. Bridge" in script. The spine is the same dull gold as the cover, with the title placed in a rectangle colored in the same pink as the hat. There is a pink fan underneath.
Although the book did not have a large printing, it is the use of this pink that makes a first American edition of Mrs. Bridge in good condition sell for well over two hundred dollars. That is because the pink is notoriously susceptible to fading, so the color on the spine almost never matches the color on the telephone. Mr. Bridge, on the other hand, had a much larger printing (and in nonfading colors) and is generally available for under fifty dollars.
We knew a lot about Mrs. Bridge. It was one of the first books we had thought of when the idea of our own library began to take shape. We had searched for it, with no success at all, for over three years.
Then, in the most unlikely of bookshops ...
We had just moved to Connecticut, and, thrown in with the new home, at no extra charge, was a whole new Yellow Pages section of "Book DealersUsed & Rare" to go through. A quick scan revealed that the closest dealer to us was Kemet Books in Fairfield. It is often hard to tell, just from the listing, what kind of a selection a dealer offers. Sometimes the best (or most-expensive) books are found at dealers who place the least-ostentatious ads. Whoever owned Kemet Books had paid for just the phone number, although he or she had also sprung to have it in capitals and boldface.
We called and got a recording. It was a man's voice, declarative, making no attempt to be clever or cheerful, noting that the shop dealt in used and rare books, special publications, and ephemera and was open Wednesday through Saturday, noon through 6 P.M., but to call if you were coming from a long distance.
Since we were only coming from the next town, the following Wednesday at two o'clock we got into the car and drove through Fairfield and found Kemet Books just before Bridgeport, on the bottom floor of a small, light brown frame house, across the street from Three Brothers Pizza and a vacant shopping center, and just down the road from Drotos Brothers Hungarian Imports & Specialties. There was a little yard, with nothing in it, surrounded by a chain-link fence (in front) and with an American flag hanging from the porch. Kemet Books was on the ground floor and shared the building with Teltronics Engineering and Emil & Tom Grega Painters, who occupied an out-building to the right.
As soon as we got out of the car, we noticed that a sign on the front door read, CLOSED. We walked up and knocked, just in case the dealer had forgotten to change the sign, but it was dark inside, and there was no response.
The next day we called first. A man picked up on the third ring. It was the same voice as was on the answering machine.
"Hello?" he said.
"Is this Kemet Books?"
Who's calling? "Uh, you don't know me. My wife and I are collectors, and we came by yesterday ..."
"I wasn't here yesterday."
"Right. We saw that."
"I don't usually come in on Wednesdays."
"Are you open today?"
"I'll be here until about five. Are you going to come by?"
"Yes. We'll be there in about an hour."
"What's your name?"
This response was evidently satisfactory. "Okay," he said and hung up.
We repeated our drive from the day before and came to the same house. This time the sign on the door read, OPEN.
We pushed the door open. Directly in front of us was a dark narrow staircase, which we assumed led up to Teltronics. To our right was another door. We went in and found ourselves in a small room, about fifteen by twelve, facing a bookcase loaded with old cookbooks, books on art and photography, and a group called "Ancient Civilizations."
"Looking for anything in particular?" The voice came from a man coming though a doorway at the opposite end of the shop. We could see that the room from which he had emerged was even smaller than the one we were now in. This second room was cramped and dimly lit, with hardly space enough for a desk amid the piles and piles of books. There was, however, a tiny television propped up on milk crates.
The man himself was in his forties. He was short and round, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a dark vest, but no tie. Although we had half expected to be asked for a password, he was completely hospitable. He had an odd way about him, though. He managed to be cheerful and morose at the same time.
"Uh, no. We'd just like to look around."
"Okay," he replied. "But I have a number of items that aren't on the shelves."
"Thank you." The fiction and mystery sections were in a little alcove to the left, and although the shelves and carpet were dingy, the books looked interesting. We immediately noted a number of titles by Steinbeck, Edna Ferber, John O'Hara, and, in mystery, Elmore Leonard and John Le Carré.
"Are these all firsts?"
"There are a lot of firsts there," replied the man, "but I keep my better items over here," and he gestured with his right hand to a bookcase next to the wall that abutted the office.
We took a step in that direction as he removed a book from the upper-left-hand corner of the bookcase. It was pale blue and was encased in a cellophane bag.
"If this had a dust jacket," he said, "it would be worth about eight thousand dollars."
He held it out for us to look at. It was F. Scott Fitzgerald's first book, This Side of Paradise. It looked to be in good condition.
"What are you selling it for without the dust jacket?"
"I'm willing to let it go for twelve hundred fifty," he said. "I'm trying to get money together to do a new catalog."
"If I keep it," he continued, "I'm going to make a clamshell case for it and make the outside of the case look just like the dust jacket."
"That's a good idea," we said.
"Are you sure you are not looking for anything in particular? I have a lot of things in the back that I haven't put out yet. I'm planning on doing a catalog as soon as I can buy some new software."
"No, that's all right, we'll just look," and we turned back to the alcove.
There weren't a lot of books there, and while nothing was extraordinary, the selection was surprisingly good, and the prices were reasonable. In the O'Haras, for example, there was a first edition of And Other Stories for $30 and one of The Big Laugh for $35. Both were in excellent condition. In the Le Carrés, there was a first U.K. of Smiley's People, also in first-class condition, for $50. There was a first edition, second issue of Steinbeck's The Moon Is Down for only $45. The used books were good, too.
"You haven't been in here before, have you?"
We turned around, and he was standing there, not so much watching us as waiting to renew the conversation.
"We just moved here."
"How did you find me?"
"We looked in the Yellow Pages."
He stood there expectantly.
"You have very nice books here."
"Thank you. I can't afford to compete with the big dealers, so I try to get a good selection in good condition and sell them for a little less than anyone else does."
"We don't remember seeing your shop listed in the Connecticut Antiquarian Booksellers Directory," we said. The directory is a thin, blue, letter-envelope-size pamphlet with listings of sixty dealers from all across the state that we had seen at book fairs. "Do you advertise there?"
"No. They wanted two hundred dollars." The man said this with a tone of moral outrage, as if the publishers had demanded that he sell his wife and children into slavery in order to have his business listed in the Connecticut Antiquarian Booksellers Directory.
"Do you display at the fairs?" In addition to regional fairs, we had noted that there was a book fair held right in Fairfield each November.
"I used to, but they charge too much. I can't afford it."
We tried turning back to look at the books again, but the man was indefatigable.
"Are you sure there's nothing special you're looking for?" he asked.
Browsing being hopeless, we thought hard.
"How about ... a ... first edition ... of ... Mrs. Bridge?"
He nodded. "I've got that," he said.
"You do?" Up until then, we had never even seen a first of Mrs. Bridge.
He nodded. "Would you like to have a look at it?"
"We'd love to."
He disappeared into the back room, and when he reemerged, sure enough, there was Mrs. Bridge.
He handed it to us. There was some fading to the pink on the spine, and there was some minor foxing to the back cover, but it was generally in good condition, certainly what would be described in a catalog as "near fine."
We opened to the front endpaper, where most dealers pencil in their prices. The endpaper was blank.
"How much is this?"
"I put my prices on the rear endpaper," he said. "I think it's one eighty."
"Ooh, one eighty, that's a little high," we said. At that time we had no idea what a first edition of Mrs. Bridge actually went for.
The man seemed to spend some time in thought. "Well," he said finally, "you look like you'll be good customers, and I really need money now, so I can let you have it for one fifty."
Although we had no specific idea of the actual value of the book, just the fact that we hadn't seen it once in our three years of searching was enough. It was obviously a hard book to get.
"We'll take it."
The man then proceeded to enter into the most scrupulous invoicing process we had ever seen. First, he took out a clear lucite clipboard with a metal clip, on which were alternating white and yellow 8 x 10 preprinted invoices. The man squeezed open the clip, carefully aligned a piece of carbon paper between the top two sheets, then reclosed the clip. He picked up a pen, but before he wrote, he looked up.
"I'd love to have a computer system that did billing," he said.
He opened to the rear endpaper. There, under the notation, "1st, 1959, author's second book," was a twelve-digit entry, a combination of letters and numbers. He filled in an invoice number (6049), the date, and the name and address of the customer (that was us). Underneath were three columns: description, inventory number, and price. Under description he wrote, "Mrs. Bridge." He lifted the top sheet and the carbon paper, copied the twelve digits on to his (yellow) copy of the invoice, then took out an eraser and carefully erased the entry in the book. His pencil entry was so lightly done that when he was finished erasing, it was impossible to detect that a figure had ever been there in the first place. After that, he painstakingly realigned the carbon paper. For price, he wrote, "$180." We were just about to protest when underneath on a blank line he wrote "Spec Disc" and then wrote, "($30)." He then subtotaled the two figures and added the tax.
This process took about five minutes. "How long have you had the shop?" we asked. If he ever had a crowd in there, he'd have a lot of trouble with throughput.
"Six years," he replied.
"What did you do before?"
"I was an accountant," he said.
Now, a mere six months later, at the On The Road booth, we were confronted with another Mrs. Bridge. We checked the price: $125.
According to the rules as noted in ABC for Book Collectors, a collector is always supposed to "follow the flag" that is, collect the edition from the publisher of the author's nationality even if a foreign edition may have been published first, although this rule has some flexibility as many dealers will, if they can get away with it, list, say, a British first by an American author as "preceding the American" and charge accordingly.
But whatever the provenance, the U.K. edition of Mrs. Bridge had a much more interesting dust jacket than the American, and it was in near-perfect condition. More than that, even though the American edition was technically more valuable, the U.K. edition was unusual and a more eclectic choice for our library. After all, how many first editions could Connell have sold in the U.K.? At the time, he was obscure here.
We stood, holding the book, silently debating. The dealer, in very undealerlike fashion, sat patiently and let us think, making no attempt to sell.
Finally, one of us said to the other, "Let's put it down for a minute and look at the other books."
We put Mrs. Bridge down on a table on the side and started to browse. Immediately we saw, next to the empty space from which we had removed Mrs. Bridge, The Anatomy Lesson and other stories. This was Connell's first book. This also had a striking dust jacket, an etching in white on a dark olive green background of a nude woman posing as if for an artist, with a skull in the foreground. This was also a first U.K. in near-perfect condition.
"I wonder if these stories are any good?" Connell tends to be uneven. Some of his later work was not nearly up to the standard of the Bridges.
"Oh, they're excellent." It was the dealer, speaking for the first time.
We turned. He had said it in such a way that we knew he was speaking as a reader. We took him in. He was kind of bearlike, but exuded an earnestness and gentleness that were incongruous with his size and shape.
"How do you get these books in such great condition?"
"I don't buy that many books," he said, "but it is important to me to sell only books that are in really good condition." He paused. "I often like first U.K. editions better than American. Here, this one is unusual, too." He reached over and extracted a book from the shelf behind him. It was Tender Is the Night. The dust jacket was a charcoal gray drawing of a man walking down a city street at night, wearing a top hat and an obviously expensive overcoat over evening dress, smoking a cigarette.
We opened the book. It had been published in 1953 by Grey Walls Press, and on the title page it read, "With the author's final revisions and a preface by MALCOLM COWLEY." We already had Tender Is the Night, and with the same revisions and preface, but ours was a Scribner's U.S. edition with a plain buff, not particularly attractive dust jacket. Nor was ours in anywhere near this condition.
We opened both The Anatomy Lesson and Tender Is the Night to the front endpaper. Each was $85.
We put these down next to, but not on top of, Mrs. Bridge, and turned back to the shelves.
"Look, Larry, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie. I always wanted this."
"That's funny," said the dealer with a small smile. "That just happens to be a first U.S., but I have a first U.K. back at the shop."
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie was $50.
"How much is the first U.K.?" we asked.
"One twenty-five," he said.
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie went down next to, but not on top of, Tender Is the Night and The Anatomy Lesson.
"Okay, what do we do?"
"Which one can you live without?"
"I can definitely live without the first U.K. of The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie," one of us said virtuously. "The first American will be fine."
"Very good, Nancy. That's a start. And we really should have The Anatomy Lesson."
"Right. And Mrs. Bridge is out of the question. We're not going to spend a hundred and twenty-five dollars on a book we already own."
"Right. It's too bad, though. What a great dust jacket."
"Yeah, I love it, too. That leaves Tender Is the Night."
"Well, we can always get another edition of Tender Is the Night to replace ours, but not like this one. This is striking."
"I suppose so, and since we're not getting Mrs. Bridge ..."
As one, we turned to the dealer.
"If we took all three" we offered coyly.
He thought for a moment. "I'll give you the dealer discount," he said. "That's twenty percent."
"Thank you," we said gratefully.
Unusual for us after spending this much money, there was not even a hint of hesitation or regret. The three books were clearly worth it.
As he was writing up an invoice, we found our gaze traveling magnetically back to Mrs. Bridge, still sitting there on the desk. Suddenly, an idea dawned.
"We have a first U.S. Would you be willing to swap the first U.K. for it?"
"What kind of condition is it in?" the dealer asked.
We described our copy and also noted that we had paid $150 for it.
"Sure," he said. "I'm willing to do that if you are."
We looked at each other. "What do you think?"
"Oh, I don't know."
"Why don't you do this," said the dealer. "Take this copy home with you and decide what you want to do. Then you can either send this copy back to me, or you can send me yours."
"Really? Do you want us to give you a deposit?"
"No, that's okay."
We were both so surprised, all we could come up with was: "Wow, thanks."
He handed us an invoice for the three books, and we wrote him a check. He looked down at the check once we had handed it over.
"You're the Goldstones?" he said. "I just finished reading your book. A friend of mine gave it to me as a gift. He said, `You're going to love this.' And I did." He stood up for the first time and stuck out his hand.
We felt big, grateful, dopey smiles pass across our faces as we shook hands in turn.
Thus began our friendship with Kevin Rita.
We took the first U.K. Mrs. Bridge home and put it on the top shelf of our new, built-in bookcase, next to the first American. When we started to reach to take the first American down from the shelf, our hands stopped working.
"We're not going to send it back, are we?"
"And we're not going to send back the first U.K. either, are we?"
"We're going to send him a check and keep both, aren't we?"
When we called Kevin to tell him he wasn't getting the first American, just in case he had a customer, he said, "Oh, I didn't say anything, but I thought you'd end up keeping both."
"How did you know?"
"Well, I can usually tell a lot about the people who buy books from me. You seemed to love your books just like I do, and that's what I would have done."
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Effects of heavy metal accumulation on the 96-h LC50 values in tench Tinca tinca
For reliability of fecal analyses, Tinca tinca
, Capoeta tinca
, Esox lucius, Sander lucioperca, and Cyprinus carpio, which were the fish species caught from Kizilirmak river, were boiled in water and their body skeletons were obtained by cleaning with water on a wire sieve with 0.5 mm mesh, and were used as comparison material for identification of fish remains obtained as a result of fecal analysis.
10 6.1 4 6.1 Cyprinid Cyprinidae 18 11.0 19 28.8 Bream Abramis brama 15 9.1 5 7.6 Tench Tinca tinca
4 2.4 Common carp Cyprinus carpio 1 0.6 1 1.5 Ide Leuciscus idus 2 1.2 Asp Leuciscus aspius 1 0.6 Vimba Vimba vimba 1 1.5 Total identified 164 99.8 66 100.1 Unidentified 38 22 Total fish 202 88 https://doi.Org/10.3176/arch.2019.1.03
Daily and seasonal variations in haematological and blood biochemical parameters in the tench Tinca tinca
I put a lot of time in for tench when I lived locally, getting up to fish the lift as dawn broke, raking out and pre-baiting swims to see if I could get an elusive Scottish tinca
or two from Firhill right out to Kelvinhead and beyond.
Seven fish species were identified: allis shad (Alosa alosa), European eel (Anguilla anguilla), gudgeon (Gobio gobio), roach (Rutilus rutilus), Mediterranean barbel (Barbus meridionalis), chub (Squalius cephalus) and tench (Tinca tinca
Taliassero, signori, mai e poi mai lei avrebbe affittato la cammara a un africano, tanto a quelli nivuri come Tinca
quanto a quelli che di pelli non faceva differenzia con un mazarese.
Valfre, "Effects of dietary lipid source on fillet chemical composition, flavour volatile compounds and sensory characteristics in the freshwater fish tench (Tinca tinca
L.)," Food Chemistry, vol.
In-form Carl Perry can strike with GEELO YANKEE in the 9.24 over 483m, with something close to a repeat of last week's 4.08sec sectional likely to allow him to clear Redbrick Tinca
In Italy, all the confirmed cases of opisthorchiasis were associated with the consumption of raw fillets of tench (Tinca tinca
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Cop secretary fired in Edison sues to keep job
EDISON --- Alexandra Vignola, a fired police chief secretary and a former Mayor George Spadoro loyalist, filed a legal suit yesterday to get her job back
"You just can't --- for political purposes --- fire a secretary," said Vignola's attorney Steve Cahn. "It's not a political issue. It's a matter of what's right and what's wrong."
"This is a baseless lawsuit by a disgruntled former employee," said Mayor Jun Choi, who took office last month.
On Tuesday, Choi fired Vignola and four other township employees connected to the Spadoro administration. In giving reasons for the firings, Choi cited budgetary issues and said the employees were in patronage positions, serving at the pleasure of the mayor.
"He fired her for her political allegiance to the (former) mayor," Cahn said.
That is absolutely not true. We are in the process of downsizing and making this government more efficient," Choi said. "Ms. Vignola has every right to file a lawsuit. The township has the right to defend our actions, which we believe to be fair and appropriate."
Before filing the suit, Cahn said, he had a scheduled meeting with Choi to discuss Vignola's firing. But Choi canceled the session.
Choi said Township Attorney Louis Rainone asked for the meeting, but the mayor canceled it after consulting a "confidential pro bono" lawyer.
Choi would not say which attorney would defend the township, but the mayor said Rainone would not handle the case.
"Lou Rainone will not be the township or labor attorney for this administration," said Choi, who is waiting for the Township Council to vote on Ed Schnierer --- Choi's choice to become legal director.
When reached by phone, Rainone said he has been given a directive to not speak to the media unless he clears it with members of Choi's administration.
Rainone's last comments as township attorney appeared in Wednesday's Home News Tribune. In the article, Rainone said he had not been consulted by Choi regarding the firings; he questioned the mayor's reasons for the firings and Rainone said the township employee handbook may protect the fired individuals.
Vignola, who earned $42,935 per year, had been a secretary in Spadoro's office from Jan. 1999 until days before Spadoro left office when she became the secretary for newly appointed Police Chief George Mieczkowski.
She also assisted Spadoro's Democratic primary campaign, which Spadoro lost to Choi.
Vignola has said, in a conversation with Choi after he won the election, the new mayor suggested she sent out her resume.
"I offered Ms. Vignola friendly advice I would have offered to anybody," Choi said.
She has said the firing is "retribution" because of her "political affiliation."
The suit, filed in Superior Court, New Brunswick, claims the firing:
1.) Violates Vignola's First Amendment rights of free speech, association and political activity;
2.) Was meant to intentionally harm Vignola;
3.) The employee handbook protects Vignola, and;
4.) Violates Vignola's 14th Amendment rights to due process.
Cahn said next week he plans to ask for a court order to put Vignola back in her job while legal wranglings proceed.
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We finally understand that diets don’t work.
Dieting retrains our brain to make food harder to resist. It creates an environment where emotional eating challenges us. It messes with our body’s natural hunger signals leaving us confused about how to best nourish our bodies and give her the fuel she needs to perform at her best.
As this new understanding emerged, the diet industry recognized they needed to change their messaging if they were to survive. It’s a pretty lucrative industry, one worth more than $7 Billion. They had a lot to lose.
So, the message about weight loss shifted to one of becoming more healthy and fit.
Now, I’m certainly all in for being healthy. And I know it’s important to eat a variety of foods (eat the rainbow) to nourish and energize my body. I do know what my body needs – hydration, healthy food, fresh air and movement and good, restorative sleep. I’ve cracked a book or 2 along my journey to good health and it’s been worthwhile for me to become educated about it, especially as I get older.
Suddenly, they’re selling health and wellness, not diets
They can’t fool us though!
If a company or an app sells any kind of prepackaged food plan that keeps you on a structured amount daily calories or points based on height, weight, daily activity level, then guess what? It’s a diet!
During my own dieting experience, I did it all!
I counted points, calories, carbs and fat grams. I cut out sugar and carbs. I ate cabbage soup until I couldn't look at cabbage again. I survived the Scarsdale Diet. I experimented with a version of Keto. Fat went out of fashion, while vegetarian fare became popular. And then, I even experimented with fasting and intermittent fasting, and so much more.
It was exhausting.
When “healthy eating” arrived on the dieting scene, I breathed a momentary sigh of relief. Did it mean the diet industry got the memo and was finally changing their tune?
Unfortunately, my hopes were dashed. Healthy eating became code for just another diet plan. Basic nutritional principles, such as:
eat a variety of foods,
balance your plate with carbs, protein, and fats
eat enough calories to support your body’s needs
were replaced with 1200 calories a day and 10,000 steps. Counting points didn’t go the way of the dinosaurs either. Now we’re to use colours to decide which foods to eat.
This condition describes someone who has an unhealthy obsession with healthy food. It hasn't been added to the DSM5 or described as an eating disorder yet. It is, however, a condition that can lead to both disordered eating and eating disorders.
The following continuum gives you an idea of where Orthorexia begins and ends.
Orthorexia often starts off innocently with the desire to "become more healthy."
Unsure how to get started? Search "healthy eating" and Google offers you about 1,300,000,000 websites to support your mission. Recipes, food lists, diets and weight loss plans guide you to create the perfect diet with foods you "can" eat.
Soon, you find yourself going down a path that may include:
Compulsive checking of ingredient lists and nutritional labels
An increase in concern about the health of ingredients
Cutting out an increasing number of food groups (all sugar, all carbs, all dairy, all meat, all animal products)
An inability to eat anything but a narrow group of foods that are deemed ‘healthy’ or ‘pure’
Unusual interest in the health of what others are eating
Spending hours per day thinking about what food might be served at upcoming events
Showing high levels of distress when ‘safe’ or ‘healthy’ foods aren’t available
Obsessive following of food and ‘healthy lifestyle’ blogs on Twitter and Instagram
Body image concerns may or may not be present
I subscribed to so many of the above behaviours when I was dieting, as did many of my friends. It seemed normal to check labels, to scour restaurant menus before going out, to read as much as I could about how to lose weight while also eating healthy foods.
The desire to be healthy is a good thing unless it’s motivated by issues such as:
Fear (of ill health or food)
A need to be in control
An desire to lose weight at all costs, possibly even to the point of obsession
Or a way to create an identity
If you find yourself using the above behaviours or recognize yourself on the continuum illustrated in the chart, there is reason to be concerned.
The obsessive nature of orthorexia can lead to significant health risks, including digestive issues, cardiovascular concerns, neurological challenges, endocrine or hormone imbalances, and malnutrition.
It doesn’t stop there either. As affected people withdraw from social events and feel the effects emotionally, psychologically and soulfully, they often hide their problem and end up isolating themselves further. They become more distanced from the people who care about them and could lend support through their health challenges.
3 Steps to Healing Your Relationship with Food
If Orthorexia has taken over your life or if you’re on the path to developing an unhealthy relationship with food, and you’ve stepped over the line into anxiety and maybe even obsession, here’s what to do.
In your journal, identify what’s fueling your obsession to be healthy. Where did it start? Did it begin with a health challenge, a desire to lose weight, a diet, a friend who was trying a new eating plan, experimenting with a new identify (vegetarian, intermittent fasting, etc)?
In your journal, write down all your feelings and thoughts as you navigate your way through this obsession. Answer the following questions:
What are you feeling? (Stressed, anxious, depressed, lonely, angry…)
What belief about yourself is being triggered? Do you believe you’re inadequate in some way – feel you need to be stronger, healthier, more attractive, more confident?
What can you do to replace restrictive behaviours so you can begin to relax around food again?
What can you do to relax your body and allow you to step away from stress and anxiety?
3. Seek counselling or therapeutic coaching support.
There is no need to untangle yourself from Orthorexia alone when there’s help available. Let trusted friends and family know of your struggle and seek support.
Healing from Orthorexia is possible. You can create a peaceful relationship with food and your body when you step away from dieting and learn to connect with your body’s wisdom and learn to trust yourself.
If you’d like some help navigating the tumultuous waters of Orthorexia or cultivating a healthy relationship with food and your body, I’d be delighted to chat.
Connect with me to book your complimentary Love Your Body-Love Yourself Strategy Call. There is no reason to go through something so difficult on your own.

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Maybe this has helped someone? But for my peers and I this has made it a slower more awkward process. I don't feel like it can have been evaluated fully.
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Gamma scanner for MITR II fuel plates.
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The Federal Motor Carrier Safety Administration last week granted an exemption to ready-mix concrete haulers from the agency’s 30-minute break requirement implemented in the 2013 hours-of-service changes.
Drivers operating under the exemption may use 30 minutes or more of “waiting time,” FMCSA says, to satisfy the 30-minute rest break requirement, so long as they do not work during the down period.
Drivers must have a copy of the exemption document with them, and carriers using the exemption must have a safety rating of “Satisfactory” and have Safety Measurement System rankings in the agency’s Compliance, Safety, Accountability program above the intervention threshold.
The exemption is good until April 3, 2017.
Fireworks haulers want exemption renewal
FMCSA also is considering an exemption for pyrotechnics haulers, as the American Pyrotechnics Association has petitioned the agency to grant drivers of its member companies the ability to drive beyond their 14th on-duty hour.
FMCSA is set to publish Tuesday, April 7 APA’s application for exemption, which requests exemptions only for its 55 member companies. The exemption would prevent off-duty and sleeper-berth time from counting toward a drivers’ 14 hours and would instead allow 14 hours in accumulated on-duty time.
Drivers would still not be allowed to drive beyond 11 accumulated hours.
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Dick and Debbie Cooter create and sell wood-fired stoneware, handwoven rugs, blankets, and clothing at their home studio. Generally, the studio is open for viewing between 10 am – 5 pm.
Dick Cooter creates sturdy and bold pots that reflect the producttion processes. The pottery features simple decoration to enhance the rich surface generated by long wood fires. mpressions made in the soft clay reveal the artist’s tie to his work.
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For today's card, I have a nice and simple layout for a quick Christmas card. I've used the lovely Christmas sentiment from the Thinking Thanks & Peace Stamp Set. Sometime I love having a large sized sentiment that can easily be the focus for the whole card.
I used Misty Moonlight as the card base and then added a 4" x 5 1/4" piece of this Mint Macaron pattern from the Whimsy & Wonder DSP. To add a tiny bit more detail to the card, I decided to cut out the snowflake patterned paper with the Stitched Rectangle Dies.
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To ask the Secretary of State for the Environment what has been the increase or decrease in real terms since privatisation in water charges.
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Between 1989–90, the year of privatisation, and 1996–97, average domestic water and sewerage charges in England and Wales increased by 35 per cent. in real terms. Since privatisation, the water 925W industry has invested over £18 billion and in 1994 the Director General of Water Services allowed for investment of £24 billion over the 10-year period to 2005.

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February 5, 2015 7:59 AM
“Say goodbye to your favorite sprinkled doughnuts,” warned Clayton Morris, guest host on Fox & Friends. “The [FDA] is now regulating Americans intake of trans fat…the amount needed to make something as small as a sprinkle on your doughnut may be banned.” Morris is referring to the decision announced by the Food and Drug Administration in 2013 to reclassify partially hydrogenated oils—revoking its status as “generally recognized as safe” and creating a de facto ban on the artificial trans fat found in the oils. Fox’s overwrought presentation of the issue led many observers to ridicule the segment as well as opposition to the FDA action. The ribbing is warranted; discussion on both sides of the debate has overwhelmingly relied on emotional arguments and hyperbole. As a result, most people aren’t talking about the real threat this FDA action poses.
“Only Vladimir Putin would deny American children—and adults that need to rethink their dietary life choices—their God-given right to ingest sugar in whatever form they deem fit,” Elliot Hannon at Slate joked. “Your doughnuts are safe from Obama’s grasp” wrote Steve Benen at MSNBC. And Cenk Uygur dedicated almost seven minutes of his show, The Young Turks, to myth-busting/ridiculing the Fox segment. Uygur’s response included all of the primary arguments made by those who support an FDA trans fat ban and demonstrated how useless the Fox & Friends-style argument is.
Uygur takes all of the points made by Morris and shows why it is actually an argument for why trans fat ought to be banned. So what that Americans have almost completely eliminated trans fat from their diets already? “It was the FDA effort to eliminate trans fat in the first place that almost solved the problem and now they’re trying to solve it completely,” he asserts. Almost completely isn’t good enough; according to Uygur and the FDA, trans fat consumption is still responsible for a certain number of deaths so it is completely appropriate for the FDA to act to stop these preventable deaths. “Heart attacks, that’s what the right wing calls freedom,” he jokes. He is similarly unmoved by the argument that most food companies have voluntarily removed trans fat from their products. In fact, he points to this as a refutation of the idea that sprinkles or any other food will be taken off the market if trans fat is reclassified. “Nobody is banning any of these foods. It’s a total lie,” he says.
Uygur is right. Well, at least partially. FDA action in 2003 requiring manufacturers to list trans fat on nutritional labels did contribute to a reduction in consumption. Of course, it was also pressure from public health advocates and consumers’ demand for healthier products that resulted in the drop: from 4.6 grams a day in 2003 to around 1 gram a day in 2012. It’s worth noting, however, that the public health advocates crying out against trans fat now were the same ones who promoted the use of trans fat by vilifying saturated fat in the 1980s. Uygur is also right that the FDA isn’t banning any particular food: not doughnuts, sprinkles, pie crust; they’ll all survive a “trans fat ban.” They may need to be reformulated, may taste different, and be more susceptible to spoilage, but most products, if not all, will remain on shelves in some form or another.
Uygur also right when he argues that almost eliminating trans fat from our diet isn’t an argument against a complete ban. For instance, claiming that Americans consume next to zero arsenic isn’t going convince many people that we should let food companies put arsenic in our food. But this is the part of the discussion missing from both sides: trans fat isn’t arsenic and it’s not a poison: it’s a food. As with any other food or beverage, if you consume it in great enough quantities, there will be negative consequences. But trans fat isn’t “harmful”; it is unhealthful, potentially. So, the question is: when is it okay for the FDA to make decisions about what foods or ingredients can or can’t be part of a healthful diet. And is that something we want the FDA deciding at all?
February 4, 2015 4:14 PM
The Obama administration perversely rewards agencies that overstep their authority by giving them budget increases to handle the increased workload that results.
OCR’s budget should be cut, not increased. Cutting its budget would make it harder for it to punish school districts and colleges for perfectly lawful and reasonable policies. People who write about educational issues, such as Reason magazine’s Robby Soave, and the National Review’s George Leef, rightly oppose the proposed budget increase for OCR.
OCR has twisted virtually every statute it is charged with enforcing, such as Title VI, Title IX, the Rehabilitation Act, and the Americans with Disabilities Act. Citing Title VI, which bans racial discrimination, OCR has demanded that school districts adopt what are effectively illegal racial quotas in school discipline, even though that violates the Constitution, the Seventh Circuit’s decision in People Who Care v. Rockford Board of Education (1997), and the plain language of the Title VI statute.
Moreover, OCR has micromanaged college investigations in sexual harassment and assault cases in ways that make them more costly, unfair, and likely to cause the expulsion of innocent people. It also has undermined efforts to criminally prosecute rapists and prevent future rapes by failing to ensure that such crimes are properly reported to prosecutors.
February 4, 2015 1:32 PM
The President’s FY 2016 Budget
On Monday, the White House released its DOA FY 2016 budget. Like President Obama’s previous budgets, this one has no chance of going anywhere, with the latest iteration primarily lending itself to lame congressional Republican “Groundhog Day” jokes. The White House is expected to release its updated DOA highway bill, a “GROW AMERICA Act 2.0,” sometime in the coming weeks. Until then, we won’t know in detail the policies the White House hopes to see on surface transportation.
However, we know it will take the form of a six-year, $478 billion reauthorization that will rely on a $238 billion bailout of the Highway Trust Fund to be funded by a tax on foreign corporate earnings. The White House plan would also make the TIGER grant program permanent, “dramatically” (their word) increase transit spending, and attempt to turn the Highway Trust Fund into a general transportation slush fund in order to boost politically correct spending on high-cost/low-value passenger rail projects.
But there appears to be some good in there too. To the president’s credit, he is a strong supporter of private infrastructure investment and plans to expand the role of Private Activity Bonds (PABs). As he mentioned in his State of the Union address, President Obama wants to create a Qualified Public Infrastructure Bond (QPIB) program to support more public-private partnerships in airports, transit, solid waste disposal, sewer and water, and other types of surface transportation that aren’t currently permitted under the existing PAB framework.
While not mentioned, we hope President Obama’s GROW AMERICA Act 2.0 also includes a provision that would end the current federal prohibition on states tolling their Interstate segments for reconstruction purposes. Last year’s GROW AMERICA Act included such a provision. This is something Congress should seriously consider as they scramble to come up with new irresponsible strategies for bailing out the ailing Highway Trust Fund. Instead of a federal highway handout, they should give the states a hand up by empowering them to fund and finance more of their own infrastructure.
February 4, 2015 9:05 AM
The latest statements of the newly elected Greek government show that negotiations between Athens and the so-called “Troika” will not be easy. SYRIZA sent a strong signal to EU leaders, asserting that Greece will no longer tolerate externally-imposed austerity measures and demanding a write-down of what the party calls unsustainable debt. While the Greek government repeats that it wishes to reach an agreement beneficial for both sides, and EU continues to claim that it wants Greece to remain in the Eurozone, neither side has so far shown any sign of mutually-acceptable compromise.
Alexis Tsipras, the Greek Prime Minister and the leader of SYRIZA, has been quick to reassure his supporters that SYRIZA intends to keep its campaign promises. During the first cabinet meeting the ruling coalition stopped two big privatizations and is now moving towards reinstating fired public sector workers, and raising pensions and minimum wages. Mr. Tsipras plans to present the complete program to the parliament within a few days.
The Greek government has not wasted any time trying to fulfill its other major promise—the write-down of the Greece’s debt. Last Friday, following the meeting with the Eurogroup’s chief Jeroen Dijsselbloem, newly assigned Finance Minister Yanis Varoufakis announced that Greece will not take out any new loans to meet its future debt obligations. The anti-austerity minister claims that Greece is insolvent and refused to cooperate with the appointed inspectors overseeing the bailout program, stating that Greece wants to negotiate directly with the Troika.
Unsurprisingly, international lenders were not pleased with the position taken by the Greek government. In an interview to the Berliner Morgenpost, German Chancellor Angela Merkel said that she does not see further debt haircuts for Greece, as it has already been forgiven billions of euros by private creditors and banks. Likewise, Erkki Liikanen, a member of the ECB policymaking Governing Council, warned that if Greece fails to reach an agreement with its lenders, the ECB will be obliged to pull the plug on Greek banks. Without the liquidity assistance Greece would be forced to leave the Eurozone, especially since four major Greek banks have already lost a third of their stock value, and continue to face massive deposit withdrawals.
SYRIZA does not have much time, as the current bailout program is due to expire on February 28. While Greece might have funds to meet its obligations the next few months, in summer it will face around 10 billion euros worth of debt repayments. The sharp increase in borrowing costs ruled out funding opportunities from the financial markets, as Greek 3-year and 10-year bond yields reached 16.6 and 9.8 percent respectively.
February 3, 2015 4:13 PM
Over the decades I’ve spent in this Heart of Darkness (a.k.a., the bowels of American politics), I’ve learned two lessons that have encouraged the steady politicization of the American economy:
- When the right time comes, I’ll take a principled stand (sadly, too often, once you’re no longer in office); and
- Of course, we know the “right” answer is often to liberalize current rules, but that would be politically naïve, so our goal should be to avert even worse rules (but, of course, sacrificing principle rarely assuages those favoring more government control).
And both lessons seem to have been forgotten in the Republican rush to avert the threatened action by FCC Chairman Tom Wheeler to transform the Internet into a federally regulated utility. Senator Thune, Representative Upton, and Representative Walden have proposed a “compromise” bill that would strip the FCC of its purported authority to reinterpret the Communications Act to consider the Internet as a “public” utility.
Unfortunately, their language concedes perhaps the most dangerous part of such a reclassification: removing the freedom of network owners to price their services. Well, actually not quite: the Republicans would remove providers’ ability to price in ways that some view as “discriminatory.” They explicitly mention pricing policies that might result in “throttling” (like congestion-managed toll lanes?), unreasonable “network management” (as decided by whom?), and “paid prioritization” (like that used for just-in-time transportation services by most transport companies?).
But proponents argue if FCC is left alone, its rules might even be worse. And, indeed, they probably will be—but FCC action would be administrative, reversible by a future administration or via inevitable legal challenge. If Congress—led by erstwhile opponents of net neutrality—accedes to forcing the Internet into quasi-utility status, the losses could be permanent.
Those contemplating this action should reflect on the consequences of similar regulation on an earlier network—the railroads. This was America’s first national network, knitting together then small town and rural America into the national economy. Railroads dramatically lowered transportation costs—changing the economy and resulting in growth in some regions, contraction in others.
February 3, 2015 2:26 PM
Ed Pinto had a depressing and revealing op-ed in The Wall Street Journal Friday about how the Obama administration is artificially creating markets for risky mortgages, using the Federal Housing Finance Agency and the government-controlled mortgage giants, Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac. Not only will this put taxpayers at risk, but it will burden prudent homebuyers through “cross-subsidies” for risky borrowers “subsidized by less-risky loans.”
Long ago, Pinto worked as an executive and credit manager at Fannie Mae before it began buying up massive amounts of risky mortgages to pursue short-run profits and meet federal affordable-housing mandates.
As Pinto notes in “Building Toward Another Mortgage Meltdown,” Federal Housing Finance Agency Director Mel Watt has pushed for a resurgence in risky mortgage loans, and hinted at more mischief to come in his January 27 testimony to the House Financial Services Committee, in which he “told the committee” that he expects to release by “March new guidance on the ‘guarantee fee’ charged by Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac to cover the credit risk” on the loans they acquire.
As Pinto points out,
In the Obama administration, new guidance on housing policy invariably means lowering standards to get mortgages into the hands of people who may not be able to afford them. Earlier this month, President Obama announced that the Federal Housing Administration (FHA) will begin lowering annual mortgage-insurance premiums ‘to make mortgages more affordable and accessible.’
Government programs to make mortgages more widely available to low- and moderate-income families have consistently offered overleveraged, high-risk loans that set up too many homeowners to fail. In the long run-up to the 2008 financial crisis, for example, federal mortgage agencies and their regulators cajoled and wheedled private lenders to loosen credit standards. They have been doing so again. When the next housing crash arrives . . . homeowners and taxpayers will once again pay dearly.
Even progressive media like the Village Voice have reported on how the Department of Housing & Urban Development—especially Clinton’s HUD Secretary Andrew Cuomo—spawned the mortgage crisis by pressuring lenders and the mortgage giants to promote affordable housing, helping “plunge Fannie and Freddie into the subprime markets without putting in place the means to monitor their increasingly risky investments.” A 2011 book by The New York Times’ Gretchen Morgenson also chronicles how “it was Fannie Mae and the government housing policies it supported, pursued, and exploited that brought the financial system to a halt in 2008.”
But the Obama administration learned nothing from this, and has expanded this risky, “affordable-housing” push. Pinto notes, lowering mortgage-insurance premiums for risky borrowers is the centerpiece of a “new affordable-lending effort by the Obama administration,” which led to the “the latest salvo in a price war between two government mortgage giants to meet government mandates”:
Fannie Mae fired the first shot in December when it relaunched the 30-year, 97% loan-to-value, or LTV, mortgage (a type of loan that was suspended in 2013). Fannie revived these 3% down-payment mortgages at the behest of its federal regulator, the Federal Housing Finance Agency (FHFA)—which has run Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac since 2008, when both government-sponsored enterprises (GSEs) went belly up and were put into conservatorship. . . .
As Pinto notes,
Mortgage price wars between government agencies are particularly dangerous, since access to low-cost capital and minimal capital requirements gives them the ability to continue for many years—all at great risk to the taxpayers. Government agencies also charge low-risk consumers more than necessary to cover the risk of default, using the overage to lower fees on loans to high-risk consumers. Starting in 2009 the FHFA released annual studies documenting the widespread nature of these cross-subsidies. The reports showed that low down payment, 30-year loans to individuals with low FICO scores were consistently subsidized by less-risky loans.“
In 1997, for example, HUD commissioned the Urban Institute to study Fannie and Freddie’s single-family underwriting standards. The Urban Institute’s 1999 report found that “the GSEs’ guidelines, designed to identify creditworthy applicants, are more likely to disqualify borrowers with low incomes, limited wealth, and poor credit histories; applicants with these characteristics are disproportionately minorities.” By 2000 Fannie and Freddie did away with down payments and raised debt-to-income ratios. HUD encouraged them to more aggressively enter the subprime market, and the GSEs decided to re-enter the “liar loan” (low doc or no doc) market, partly in a desire to meet higher HUD low- and moderate-income lending mandates.
February 2, 2015 1:44 PM
Industry experts expected yesterday’s Super Bowl game to bring in around $100 million in legal sports wagering in Nevada. That’s a lot of moola, but it pales in comparison to how much Americans bet illegally. While it’s hard to know exact numbers, the American Gaming Association estimated that Americans would spend around $3.8 billion in illegal gambling on the Super Bowl.
While gambling on a football has probably been around since the first game, many state and federal statutes prohibit even small, friendly wagers among friends.
The Unlawful Internet Gambling Enforcement Act of 2006: Although UIGEA doesn’t outlaw gambling online, it does prohibit payment transactions related to “unlawful” online gambling. While the law doesn’t specify what it considers “unlawful” gambling, it does specifically exempt fantasy football, qualifying it as a “game of skill.” That said, betting on the real-world outcome of a single game wouldn’t qualify under this exemption. So, if you’re wagering on the Super Bowl online, you are very likely violating this federal law.
The Interstate Wire Act of 1961: This law prohibits cross-state betting on sports. The courts and federal entities have generally interpreted “wire” to apply to both telephone and Internet communications, so this law prohibits all on or offline betting on sports that crosses state lines. Because online data is usually shuttled between servers in various states, it is taken to mean that any online sports betting is interstate sports betting and in violation of this law. Even collecting or paying out money with online processors like PayPal or LeagueSafe could get you into trouble if it is connected to betting on sports.
The Professional and Amateur Sports Protection Act of 1992: PASPA was passed at the behest of the sports leagues and prohibits wagering “on one or more competitive games in which amateur or professional athletes participate, or are intended to participate, or on one or more performances of such athletes in such games.” The prohibition exempts states that already had legal sports betting within a year of the law’s passage, such as Nevada, Delaware, Montana, and Oregon. New Jersey has attempted, unsuccessfully, to overturn PASPA as unconstitutional.
February 2, 2015 7:49 AM
President Obama’s policies reduced employment and slowed America’s economic recovery by discouraging people from working. The Congressional Budget Office says Obamacare will shrink employment by around two million workers, which is not surprising, since it punishes some people for earning more money by suddenly taking away thousands of dollars in healthcare tax credits.
Another example is unemployment benefits, whose excessive duration under the Obama administration retarded economic growth until 2014, when benefits were finally cut back to normal levels over Obama’s objections. A recently-released National Bureau of Economic Research study finds that cutting unemployment benefits caused the lion’s share of America’s job growth in 2014.
According to that January 2015 working paper, cuts in unemployment insurance caused “nearly all” of 2014’s employment growth, as illustrated by “the abrupt reversal in the relative employment growth trend of high benefit states and border counties in December 2013, right at the time when the benefit durations were cut.”
February 2, 2015 6:49 AM
Regulators stepped up their pace last week, with nearly 80 regulations covering everything from defibrillators to Korean oranges.
On to the data:
- Last week, 77 new final regulations were published in the Federal Register, after 40 new regulations the previous week.
- That’s the equivalent of a new regulation every two hours and 11 minutes.
- So far in 2015, 195 final regulations have been published in the Federal Register. At that pace, there will be a total of 2,438 new regulations this year, which would be far less than the usual total.
- Last week, 1,583 new pages were added to the Federal Register, after 1,271 pages the previous week.
- Currently at 5,440 pages, the 2015 Federal Register is on pace for 64,284 pages, which would be the lowest page count since 1992.
- Rules are called “economically significant” if they have costs of $100 million or more in a given year. Two such rules has been published so far this year, one in the past week.
- The total estimated compliance cost of 2015’s economically significant regulations is $630 million for the current year.
- Nineteen final rules meeting the broader definition of “significant” have been published so far this year.
- So far in 2015, 41 new rules affect small businesses; five of them are classified as significant.
January 30, 2015 3:31 PM
“Wall Street Chips Away at Dodd-Frank,” blared a recent front-page headline in The New York Times about bipartisan measures that have passed the U.S. House of Representatives and/or been signed into law that ever-so-slightly lighten the burden of the so-called financial reform rammed through Congress in 2010. “GOP Pushes More Perks For Wall Street...” reads the home page of The Huffington Post under the picture of establishment pillar, Jamie Dimon, CEO of JP Morgan Chase.
Yet, what these articles don’t say is that the firms putting their resources on the line to challenge Dodd-Frank in court are the furthest thing from Wall Street high rollers. They are decades-old firms selling stable, time-tested financial products to everyday consumers.
At first glance, the national insurance firm MetLife and the Texas community bank State National Bank of Big Spring might seem to have little in common. But they both are solid financial firms that never took a bailout and never had their hand in the toxic mortgages—spurred on by the government-sponsored enterprises Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac and mandates of the Community Reinvestment Act—that caused the financial crisis.
And now, the firms are both doing their customers and all Americans a favor by bringing suit against Dodd-Frank’s Financial Stability Oversight Council (FSOC), one of the many opaque entities in Dodd-Frank that lack accountability to Congress and the public.
In its lawsuit brought this month, MetLife raised many of the same constitutional issues as did State National Bank in its pending legal challenge brought in 2012 in collaboration with the Competitive Enterprise Institute, at which I work. CEI and the conservative seniors group 60 Plus Association are co-plaintiffs with the bank, and CEI attorneys are working with the esteemed C. Boyden Gray—the former White House Counsel—in providing representation to the parties.
In an open letter to its customers that ran in full-page ads in The New York Times, Washington Post, and Wall Street Journal, MetLife CEO Steven Kandarian explained his objections to the firm being designated as a “systemically important financial institution,” or SIFI, by FSOC. “We do not believe MetLife poses systemic risk, and we are concerned that our designation will harm competition among life insurers and lead to higher prices and less choice for consumers.” In that sense, a court victory for MetLife would greatly benefit the public as well.
To its credit, MetLife is rejecting not only the burdens of being designated a SIFI but also the benefits—benefits that seem to eagerly embraced by both MetLife’s competitors (such as the infamous AIG) as well as the biggest banks. Being designated a SIFI means the federal government considers MetLife to be “too big to fail,” making it subject to the same Dodd-Frank bailout regime set up for big Wall Street banks like Goldman Sachs and JPMorgan Chase.
As CEI, 60 Plus Association, and the State National Bank argue in our legal challenge to the Dodd-Frank Act, the SIFI designation confers on a firm a strong competitive advantage, as investors and creditors know the government won’t let it fail.
We argue that the tiny State National Bank “is injured by the FSOC’s official designation of systemically important nonbank financial companies, because each additional designation will require the Bank to compete with yet another financial company—i.e., a newly designated nonbank financial company—that is able to attract scarce, fungible investment capital at artificially low cost.”


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With its theme parks and fabulous beaches, Florida deserves its reputation as the perfect family holiday spot - but the state offers much more to those who venture away from their beach towels. From the amusement-packed capital of fun that is Orlando to the extravagant Gilded Age manses and beaches of the Gold and Treasure Coasts - this DK Eyewitness guide with sights, beaches, markets and festivals listed town by town, plus cutaways and floorplans of all the major sites is all you need to uncover the endearing contrasts that make up the Sunshine State.
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chipping and burning infected trees is the current solution
to the longhorned beetle threat.
species often arrive in the environments they come to terrorize
purely by accident. Ballast water taken into a ship's hull
for stabilization can be innocently released into a harbor
halfway around the world. But that water could contain traces
of life ready to multiply out of control in the foreign port.
such accidental tourist was the Asian longhorned beetle. It
first arrived in the U.S. in the 1980's in wooden packing
materials from China. Soon these voracious eaters were infesting
maple trees, laying their eggs inside the trunks and letting
the larvae literally eat their way out. The beetle problem
is confined to the New York and Chicago areas. That is, for
alien species have had a little more direct help from man
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gypsy moth in the hopes of sparking a silk industry in the
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forest by the late 1920's. Today, the invasion has progressed
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