Sneezy, Sleepy and ???

I was at Walmart.  Yes, even I go shopping on rare occasions.  And I saw this:

It is a display of allergy pills that have "branding" associated with the recent Snow White remake.  Movie related marketing is not new, but seems to have been in decline of late, along with the general fragmentation of entertainment and the decline post Covid in movie theater attendance.

Snow White 2025 looks to be on track to become a major money loser, and to some marks a sea change in how movies will be made.  Others have commented at length on the recent trend to just take old ideas and mix them up by swapping in actors of different race, gender or some such.

Well, tickets are expensive and audiences of late ain't buyin'.

Only two "dwarves" are shown.  Sneezy and Sleepy.  Suggestions for the other five?  Obviously Floppy, and depending on your take on society I guess you could go with Wokey.  I spent all of 90 seconds trying to dream up a few more but decided that's about all this question merited.

Let the Digging Begin

It's been something like 15 years now.  Hmm, maybe 16.  When the snow finally melts here in Wisconsin I'm off for my annual archaeology trip overseas.  In 2020 nobody went anywhere.  In 2021 the Covid restrictions were almost, but not quite eased up enough to travel.  And one year I went on a dig in Belgium.

Otherwise its the usual gig, digging Roman sites along Hadrian's Wall.

Of course at first the big draw is the thrill of discovery.  Your first pottery shard (that usually happens on Day One of your rookie season!).  Your first coin.  The first time you get to dig down in the anaerobic layers where everything - wood, leather, horse manure, etc - is preserved as in an 18 century old time capsule.

But after a while your priorities change.  You just enjoy the sunshine.  And the chance to re-visit places you've been before and had great fun.  I have my once a year helping of Sticky Toffee Pudding.  

And I get to see my digging pals.  I've written about them in the past, often dubbing our little cohort "The Anaerobes" in the fashion of a sketchy garage band.  Here's some of them in their Natural Environments.  The first day of Vindolanda excavations is today.  I'll see you all in a few weeks.....

From Latte to Lynching. A Curious History.

Downtown Chippewa Falls.  Spring of 2025.  Right down on River street is the "Market on River".  It's a fun place.  Restaurants, a coffee shop, space you can rent for events.  There are swank apartments on the top floor with a magnificent view.

It's been a retail establishment for less than a year.  But I knew the place in its previous incarnation too.....

From 2016 to 2020 the robotics team operated out of this building.  The ground floor was a production shop that refurbished and later manufactured CNC machines.  The top floor was the residence of the owners, with the aforementioned great view.  The second floor was, for about 4 months each year, Robot Land.

I think our drivers became extra proficient because they had to learn to drive around those wooden pillars!

Those marks on the floor are significant.  Prior to its use as a cnc company the building had sat empty for a while.  Before that it was a warehouse for a shoe manufacturer.  But I think much of the layout actually dates back to when it was a wholesale grocery business.  Marks on the floor designated specific storage areas.

This is the location, although the date of the picture is unclear.  The Mercantile company built on the spot in 1903, but their place burned down and had to be rebuilt on the same footprint in 1916.  If you pay attention to such things you can maybe see where older and newer areas of foundation exist.

Obviously a bit of prime real estate like this would have earlier history.  Lets take a look....

In 1883 the entire block was basically hotels.  The train station was across River Street.  Here's what the corner looked like then:

Part of the site is vacant, but part is taken up by the River Hotel.  Note the skinny yellow structure coming off the back.  It was probably an elevated walkway so that upper floor patrons could trek over to the outhouse without needing to do the stairs!

The railroad station was not there in this 1874 "Birdseye View".  Trains did not come to town until 1875, and not to this side of the river for a few years after that.  But the hotel seems to be there already.

Across River street, on the future site of the train station, there is a single building.  And a large tree.  Does the latter factor into the dark side of our little history?

The year was 1849.  Our best source for early history of the area was a Thomas McBean who did not turn up until 1856, so this was a story he'd heard, not witnessed.  As he recounted in 1904...

"As I stood near the alley on Island Street between River and Spring, looking at the new building of the Chippewa Valley Mercantile Company, the thought came to me that I was standing on the spot where, 55 years ago this summer, the Indian was hung by a frenzied mob of toughs from some of those early days."

The story he then relates is a sad one indeed.  In that early time there were Ojibway camping near modern day Spring Street.  A Frenchman named Caznobia had come up from Galena Illinois with a party of rowdies.  He proceeded to get drunk and try to enter the wigwam of a native and his wife.  He was ejected, but tried again using "..rude and insulting language to the Indian and his squaw.."  In 1904 you probably could not come out and say it, but likely he had dishonorable intentions towards the woman.

Well, the Ojibwa man stabbed Caznobia who was taken in dire condition to the home of a man named Hurley, who had just opened the first saloon in town.  Probably that's where the "fire water" that played such a role in this tragedy originated.

An incensed mob gathered and, undeterred by the remonstrations of H.S. Allen the leading citizen of town, the Indian man was strung up and lynched on a nearby pine tree.

Repercussions were immediate.  The white population of Chippewa Falls at this point was very small, perhaps 100 not counting transients.  As many as 1500 Ojibwa gathered in the days that followed, threatening to burn the settlement if justice was not done.

With difficulty they were persuaded to settle for the ring leaders being sent to justice.  A Tim Inglar and three others were sent down river to Prairie du Chien, at that time the nearest point where a court was functioning in Wisconsin Territory.  Alas for the cause of justice the six Ojibwa men who accompanied this party got nervous as they drew near the lands of their traditional enemies the Lakota, and turned back.  With no witnesses against them the four men who led the lynch mob were set free.

That in any case was the tale told to young Thomas McBean in the 1850s, as it was remembered by him the better part of a lifetime later.  It has the ring of truth to it even if a few details like just how many Ojibway had gathered and with what intent may have been embellished.  A slightly different version of the story appears in several sources from the 1870's, but its likely that McBean provided the information for those as well.   The man who started all the trouble, Caznobia, recovered from his injuries.

McBean said that the unfortunate Indian was buried near the pine tree, and that the tree "...stood there for many years after I came here."

But for how many years?  And, can we see it?  I think the tree shown in the 1874 view is not the right one.  Here's the exact spot that McBean stood at while remembering this dark event in local history.  The back of the Mercantile building is on the right.

Now it is a fair question, just how long did the tree stand there?  McBean lived in Chippewa Falls from 1856 until he went off to war in 1861.  He returned circa 1865 and was here into the 80's at least.   Birdseye views are reasonably accurate but not down to the level of individual trees, which artists probably sketched in where they thought it would enhance the overall work.  But we do have a single early photo that might show us something.  Its from 1870 or 71, so twenty years plus from the events he described.  But trees, especially big trees, can last a long time.....

I've put an arrow over what appears to be a tall pine tree.  It is standing next to Spring street just down the alley from where Thomas McBean was standing when he was pondering that dark day.  

Chippewa Falls saw another lynch mob in the 1870's, not long after this picture was taken.  But that's a story for another day.

  

"Skillsville" Uh, did you think this through PBS?

I don't watch much TV.  Not even much of the streaming variety and almost nothing of the traditional broadcast variety.  So when I peruse the monthly update from Twin Cities Public TV its mostly out of curiosity.  How long can they keep "Call the Midwife" and "All Creatures Great and Small" going.  Clear into the modern era?

But I have a soft spot for their children's programming arm, PBS Kids.  Hey, once long ago my son and I were featured on a TPT show called Dragonfly TV!  Check it out!  Ah, good times.  And did the adventures of a precocious kid and his then cool dad launch any engineering careers?  Maybe.  I mean, yes, I actually know of several.

So I was at first interested then dismayed to read about the latest kids program over there, Skillsville. 

Here's the premise: 

Welcome to “Skillsville,” an animated series that encourages kids ages 4-8 to “power up” the skills they need for future success in careers and everyday life! In each episode, friends Cora, Dev, and Rae solve real life problems by using the strategies they’ve learned in "Skillsville,” a video game where the players get to manage their own virtual city. By trying out various jobs, the gamers help keep the city running smoothly, and when things go wrong, it’s up to the three friends to find a creative solution

What an absolutely horrible concept!  I watched the "Air Traffic Controller" episode.  Three admittedly cute kids, who appear to be left untended and on their computers all day, ask a sort of omniscient AI to put them into a virtual reality to play pilots and controllers.  The immersion is instantaneous and total.  It's way better than their real lives.

And of course they screw up.  A batch of beach balls magically appears and the kid directing the airplanes gets distracted.  Two planes are about to crash!  But then implausibly they stop just short.  The kids pause the game, at least the portion of it that was about to consign cute video Beeples to a fiery death, and cheerfully jump about zapping the balls just like in the games with which modern kids corrode their brains. 

Now, I have nothing against computers generally or even video games.  But they do very little to prepare kids for life.  

Dragonfly TV, which I linked to above, was "Real kids doing real science".  Ideas were created, tools deployed.  Things were built and tested.  By real people.  Things went right.  Or they went wrong.  You learned the consequences.

Given the bleak state of education post Covid, made worse by the intrusion of AI that increasingly "thinks" for people, pushing the idea that kids will prepare for the real world by consequence free actions on a video screen is at best a cheap and lazy concept for a show.  And if the tykes actually buy into it, a further decline in our abilities to do the things humans should be good at.  Using a screw driver.  Actual in person interactions.  And yes, getting the occasional skinned knee from trying something that was really not the best idea.

Can anyone who has never skinned a knee ever evaluate even day to day risks?  I don't want them directing the take off of any airplane I'm on.

FIRST Robotics 2025 - End of Season Left Overs

I take a lot of pictures during the robotics campaign.  Some are good, some lousy, some I can't even remember why I took 'em.  Here's a random batch....

Robot mascots.  Always fun.  This giant robot seems pretty happy go lucky.

These guys not so much.  But I do like the giant shoes and the fake cardboard "abs" on them.  

The Hammer of Persuasion.  In this fancier age where most of the holes are made with a computer operated precision cnc machine it's mostly for show now.

I probably showed these little protective caps before.  They served us well.  In one match a hard game piece fell about six feet and bounced off of this instead of clobbering the delicate electronics underneath.  Time and a few precious ounces well spent.

The first event really wiped me out.  Days on end with pulsing strobe lights and pounding music.  And at that one I actually had to think too, being a Judge and all.  For the second event just light hearted field reset.  Had my headphones on a lot and closed my eyes sometimes.  Here's the light show....and this was before the event even started!

Ouch.

Next up, we tidy up the shop and put the robot to bed for a while.  Not a long while though, we have lots of outreach and sponsor visits to attend to.  Stay tuned.

History Underfoot

A fun talk for the local community ed program.  History Underfoot looks at how archaeology can help us fill in the gaps in historical information...and sometimes correct errors.  I enjoyed dusting off artifacts and documentation from digs many years ago...

Whiskey flasks with eagles, flags and prospectors...

Doorknobs, marked bricks, crockery, assorted metal bits and bobs...

And china dolls.  Complete with moveable, now removed, creepy eyes....

Watching you..........

Oxymoron

Put this in the category of words that surprise me.  Oxymoron is a term somewhat in decline.  It is in some ways a more polite age.  Referring to someone as a moron is considered bad manners.  Except in heated political discussions of course.

But it got me wondering.  What does oxygen have to do with morons?  No, not like this....

The term refers to a seeming contradiction.  Pick your own examples but the one that got me pondering this was "political science".  Politics has plenty of emotion and conniving.  Science?  Not so much.

So here's the story.

Oxymoron is a surprisingly old word (1650's) and is an example of itself!  It comes to us by the combination of two Greek words, oxys and moros.  Moros of course means "stupid".  It has survived intact from ancient times with the occasional flourish such as Bugs Bunny's Bronxian euphemism "What a Maroon".  

Oxys means sharp.  So combining Sharp and Dull in one word creates the implicit contradiction that defines an oxymoron.

So where does oxygen come into all this?

It actually wandered in late.  Once chemistry emerged from the mystical alchemy days there was quite the effort to define and explain things.  A couple of chemists discovered oxygen at about the same time in the late 1770's, with a Joseph Priestly referring to it as "dephlogisticated air".  Phlogiston was a hypothetical fire-like substance felt to be present in matter.  It all dates back to the Ancient Greeks who had this notion of the universe being made of earth, wind, fire....and water.   Priestly and company had not quite shaken off the Alchemist era I guess.

A Frenchman named Antoine Levasseur proposed the alternate name Oxygen.  He believed that this new stuff was essential in the formation of all acidic compounds.  Oxys as it happens had alternate meanings to the Greeks.  Sharp, sour, acidic all in one word.  One must assume they had a few amphorae of wine go bad on them.

The people who had started using oxymoron over a century earlier had no concept of oxygen at all.

So go ahead, use oxymoron any way you like.  It can mean Sharp/Stupid or Sour/Stupid.  The latter is more common in all ages of history but the former a more useful rhetorical device.

By the way, Priestly's biography is pretty wild stuff.  Invented carbonated water and helped found Unitarianism.  Supported French and American Revolutions.  A mob burned down his house house in England and he had to flee to America.