Tonight is the big night, it’s the night of Perigee-Syzygy or, for those who prefer their lunar nomenclature in plain English, the Supermoon. It’s the night when a full moon corresponds with the closest point of the moon to the Earth. It’s werewolf heaven. The moon will appear tonight bigger than on any other night and it happens, roughly, once a year.
However, it’s a cloudy night in Prague and I can’t see a damned thing. Which proves that there are a couple of factors they left out. Seeing a really big full moon depends on 4 factors, not two. First, a full moon and second, perigee, as already discussed. Then, a clear night is essential. Fourth, being away from a city helps a lot. Which is why I’m very happy that last night I was well out of town, at my wife’s grandmother’s house, closer to Poland than to Prague, in a region where the deer probably outnumber the people and the light of the moon can shine without any competition.
Even if it wasn’t actually, technically, Perigee-Syzygy, it was still a spectacular, romantic moon. Longest day is longest day, but there’s only a couple of minutes difference between it and the surrounding days. If you aren’t too worried about keeping score and setting records, close is close enough.
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Glad to hear Edward Snowden is keeping one step ahead of the forces of darkness, aka the U.S. government. Bradley Manning is still in jail, Julian Assange is still in the Ecuadorian embassy in London which is, in effect, just a nicer jail, but Edward Snowden, so far, is winning. Like Katniss Everdeen or Ben Richards (aka The Running Man), he represents the average man fighting against the evil, monolithic, all seeing and all powerful government which wants to turn us all into mindless labor-units.
I endorse Ben Richards. That boy is one bad motherfucker!
While we’re speaking of people who are trying to get the truth out, there is good reason to believe that Michael Hastings’ fatal automobile accident the other day wasn’t an accident. Quite likely he got Silkwooded.
No proof of that, of course. Fiery automobile crashes have a way of destroying evidence.
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