Good Morning: Tuesday, December 04

More snow expected today. I’m starting to think December is serious about this whole “winter” thing. Compare this with Decembers past, which held off most of the month. For the past few years we’ve been living in one of those animated holiday specials in which Christmas is always imperiled by some sort of mishap or perfidy. Santa always looks downcast and says “I guess there won’t be Christmas this year,” and the elves commit hari-kari and Mrs Claus sniffles into her apron and everything looks grim until the Abominable Snowman stands in front of a giant industrial fan and makes snow out of his chronic, incurable dandruff. Or plot-points to that effect. A few years ago, we got wet fat flakes a few days before Christmas, and everybody broke out the Bing: Christmas was saved after all!

I don’t think we’ll have to worry this year. This looks like a December that will lodge forever in the minds of grade-schoolers, and fix forever the image of wintry holidays with towering drifts and daily snowfall. Think of that when you complain on the drive to work this morning. It’s for the children. Not a small price to pay.

Lest you think we live in uniquely perilous times, a violent era fraught with the threat of random terror: on this day 79 years ago, a car bomb went off in St. Paul and killed Dapper Danny Hogan. Wikipedia says it was “one of the first instances of death by a car bomb,” which suggests other cities vie for the grim honor. Said Dapper Dan’s widow in true hard-boiled-moll style:

"I am sure there will be justice. If Danny had lived, he would have gone on the one leg they left him and taken care of it himself."

More here, complete with contemporary photo of Dan’s house. It still stands.

We oughtn’t romanticize the old gangsters; they were, for the most part, thugs, dullards, sociopaths, psychopaths and brutes. Now and then you had one who didn’t get his hands dirty, and struck a colorful public posture – but they helped corrupt the city in a way we can’t imagine today. We expect police to be clean nowadays; back then people figured that if a cop had a stiff neck, it was because he’d spend the day looking the other way.

Back in a while with exciting trash-hauling news. See you soon.


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car bombs

We used to have so many car bombs exploding around here that the practice even got a nickname. The Youngstown Tune-up.


Winter is still on the horizon

Of course, Winter doesn't actually officially begin until Dec 22, which is also the shortest day of the year. I've never understood that - we've turned the corner, days are getting longer - shouldn't that be at mid-winter, not the cusp? However, the coldest days are way off still - February is usually brutal, even here in the mid-atlantic. I sometimes envy you Minnepeople your really authentic snowy winters (for about two seconds)

Speaking of which, does anyone remember the Merle Haggard song, "If we can make it through December", in which the singer appears to believe the end of December marks the end of winter? Clearly written by someone living in Southern California.


Worse in the South ... maybe

It's 30 freakin' degrees in Austin right now ... and it was 85 on Sunday! Since I moved here 10 years ago, I've maintained that winter in Texas is worse than in Minnesota. Up North, it gets chilly, then cold, then bitter. (Arctic, Absolute Zero, and Speculum, respectively, for long-time Lileks fans.) Your body adapts. Here ... what the heck. You can boil one day and freeze the next. You never get used to anything. Well, except the crushing heat in summer.

I admit that when I get to belly-aching about cruel Texas winters, I remember February in MN ... a hideous month. Only March is worse, because every morning you wake with the hope that Spring might arrive THAT DAY.


Texas does do that

It doesn't get "nasty" down here until February, and even then it's like 20 one day and 80 the next.

Can't wait to get back to where things stay.. cold, cold, cold.


Re: Winter is still on the horizon

shouldn't that be at mid-winter, not the cusp?

If winter is about temperature, it's right. The temperature keeps falling as long as the solar heat coming in is less than the stored heat being radiated away. So the hottest part of a summer day is at 3pm not noon, and the coldest part of winter is sometime in late January, not December 22; sometime in late January is when the solar heat picks up enough, and the radiated heat falls off enough, so that they match, and heat begins to raise the temperature again.


Winter in Seattle

Winter in Seattle means watching your neighbor's house float away when we get 6 inches of rain in a single day. That, and trying to find a way to work when most of the roads are washed away or under water.

Yechh.


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