APU, Auxiliary power unit, a little turbine powered generator located in the tail to furnish electrical power on the ground when the main engines are shut down. We had 'em on military transports, so we could have aircraft power for lights and electronics and cargo door motors while on the ground in remote dirt strips with no ground power. Also used for engine starting. I was surprised to learn that a civilian airliner like the 787 had an APU. 787 is intended to operate from real airports that have ground power equipment.
And, Boeing and / or Pratt & Whitney seems to have screwed up the design of the 787 APU. Shutting down the APU on the ground automatically closes the APU intake door, cutting off airflow and overheating the APU. Heat build up is so bad it warps the APU drive shaft out of true after about 20 minutes. It does eventually cool down and straighten out. But if the APU is restarted before cooldown (2 hours) bad things happen. United Airlines, a 787 operator, says "Bowed rotor shaft can cause turbine rub and significant damage". Like a new APU for God Only Knows how much money.
Adding insult to injury, Boeing says that leaving the APU in "run" will keep the air intake door open, but, this only works on ground power. The APU battery only has enough juice to hold the door open for 15 minutes, where as it takes a hour of open intake door to keep the APU from over heating. Which is weird, The APU battery is good for 30-40 ampere hours, which ought to be enough to keep a door solenoid powered for a whole day. If this is true, it means the APU battery barely has enough juice to start the APU, and any drain, say from keeping the intake door solenoid power for a couple of hours, means the APU battery won't have enough charge to start the APU. Which is a nice way of saying that the APU will fail. Bad scene.
Good luck Boeing, you are gonna need it.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Journalist Shield Law
Heh, I blog, that makes me a journalist too. I want to get shielded.
Obama has been trying to dodge the flak from the snooping of a Fox News man's cell phone and email. So he comes out in favor of a "shield law" for journalists. Groovy. Last time they talked about shield laws, they allowed journalists to refuse to reveal their sources when called to testify in court. Right now, federal judges can compel anyone to answer questions under oath. Unless the witness takes the fifth, they have to answer. Last journalist who refused, some lady from the NYT a while ago, the judge threw her in jail, contempt of court. She spend quite a few months in the slammer.
That kind of shield law wouldn't help the Fox guy much. He was not being compelled to rat on his sources in court. Instead, the DOJ was reading his email and tapping his cell phone. Eric the Holder signed off on it.
I'm against laws that give special privileges to some individuals. America is a democracy, all men are created equal. Journalists should not have any privileges at law that you and I don't have.
Obama has been trying to dodge the flak from the snooping of a Fox News man's cell phone and email. So he comes out in favor of a "shield law" for journalists. Groovy. Last time they talked about shield laws, they allowed journalists to refuse to reveal their sources when called to testify in court. Right now, federal judges can compel anyone to answer questions under oath. Unless the witness takes the fifth, they have to answer. Last journalist who refused, some lady from the NYT a while ago, the judge threw her in jail, contempt of court. She spend quite a few months in the slammer.
That kind of shield law wouldn't help the Fox guy much. He was not being compelled to rat on his sources in court. Instead, the DOJ was reading his email and tapping his cell phone. Eric the Holder signed off on it.
I'm against laws that give special privileges to some individuals. America is a democracy, all men are created equal. Journalists should not have any privileges at law that you and I don't have.
Vacation is over.
Visited daughter in DC. Memorial day we went up to visit boyfriend's parents in Pennsylvania farm country. Not much farm left in that boy. He didn't remember the way, we had a scenic drive back and forth over the Mason-Dixon Line looking for the place. Daughter and boyfriend consulting smart phones to learn where we were and where we ought to be going. Smart phones not so smart out in farm country.
We got there. The place is impressive, old, so old as to be built of solid chestnut logs, about a foot thick. Goes back to the 1840's, which is old. It had been renovated, logs all chinked with nice white plaster. Huge lawn, duckpond, ducks, carp swimming in the pond.
Drove home Tuesday. After the chinese firedrill we had finding the place, I took the precaution of consulting old tech, an ancient paper road map, that had been in the glove compartments of the last two cars I owned. Worked perfectly. Got me onto I83 north at York PA no sweat. Maybe that is why I still don't have a smart phone. It was raining pretty hard and the low fog and heavy wheel spray made visibility bad. I finally drove out from under it, but that took hours.
Pulled off for gas in Jersey. In Jersey they don't have self service gas pumps. A conspiracy between unions and fire chiefs passed a law forbidding self service. Dangerous, customer might set fire to the gas station or something. So a scruffy looking older guy at the pump asks me "Gasoline?" What did he think I wanted? Diesel? In a big Ford Panther? At least gas is only $3.50 in Jersey. New York and Connecticut charge $4. Good reason not to live in NY or CN.
New York State is still in the running for worst roadsigns in the nation award. They hid the sign for Merritt Turnpike off the Cross Bronx Expressway (I287) That sent me circling around thru suburban yuppie land. Some random casting back and forth picked up the trace of the road and got me moving again.
Got back and found the grass was still under control. I moved it day before I left, fearing that given enough time it would be too tall to mow. That rain storm I drove out from under yesterday caught up with me and it's raining too hard to mow this morning. We had a heavy snow fall while I was away, and I came back to some very confused trees. One was broken off, another was all bent up like a pretzel.
We got there. The place is impressive, old, so old as to be built of solid chestnut logs, about a foot thick. Goes back to the 1840's, which is old. It had been renovated, logs all chinked with nice white plaster. Huge lawn, duckpond, ducks, carp swimming in the pond.
Drove home Tuesday. After the chinese firedrill we had finding the place, I took the precaution of consulting old tech, an ancient paper road map, that had been in the glove compartments of the last two cars I owned. Worked perfectly. Got me onto I83 north at York PA no sweat. Maybe that is why I still don't have a smart phone. It was raining pretty hard and the low fog and heavy wheel spray made visibility bad. I finally drove out from under it, but that took hours.
Pulled off for gas in Jersey. In Jersey they don't have self service gas pumps. A conspiracy between unions and fire chiefs passed a law forbidding self service. Dangerous, customer might set fire to the gas station or something. So a scruffy looking older guy at the pump asks me "Gasoline?" What did he think I wanted? Diesel? In a big Ford Panther? At least gas is only $3.50 in Jersey. New York and Connecticut charge $4. Good reason not to live in NY or CN.
New York State is still in the running for worst roadsigns in the nation award. They hid the sign for Merritt Turnpike off the Cross Bronx Expressway (I287) That sent me circling around thru suburban yuppie land. Some random casting back and forth picked up the trace of the road and got me moving again.
Got back and found the grass was still under control. I moved it day before I left, fearing that given enough time it would be too tall to mow. That rain storm I drove out from under yesterday caught up with me and it's raining too hard to mow this morning. We had a heavy snow fall while I was away, and I came back to some very confused trees. One was broken off, another was all bent up like a pretzel.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Off shore tax shelters and Apple Computer
Congress was holding an Apple Roast yesterday. Apparently (at least this is what NPR thinks) Apple has an overseas subsidiary in Bermuda, to which substantial Apple income is directed, and Bermuda has little to no corporate income tax. Which is kinda slippery, but as I understand US tax law, Apple is liable for full US corporate tax should they bring the money home from Bermuda. Apple presumably doesn't need the money at home right now, things are bad and there is nothing Apple want to spend it on. This is not unusual, many US companies are sitting on their money and not investing it.
However, we ought to straighten out US tax law just to prevent more financial jiggery pokery. We ought to restrict the sort of country that US companies can set up in. Real countries such as England or France or Germany are fine, they all have reasonable national tax laws. But Bermuda isn't a real country, it's a subtropical vacation island.
We ought to forbid US companies from setting up in places too small, and/or too flaky to be reasonable. Places with a national territory less than say 25,000 square miles, or with populations less than a couple of million are not real countries, they are diplomatic fictions, like Monaco. We ought to tell US companies that setting up in such places is plain old tax fraud and IRS will audit, every year, every place. And credit all income to such a subsidery to the US parent company and tax it at 35%.
However, we ought to straighten out US tax law just to prevent more financial jiggery pokery. We ought to restrict the sort of country that US companies can set up in. Real countries such as England or France or Germany are fine, they all have reasonable national tax laws. But Bermuda isn't a real country, it's a subtropical vacation island.
We ought to forbid US companies from setting up in places too small, and/or too flaky to be reasonable. Places with a national territory less than say 25,000 square miles, or with populations less than a couple of million are not real countries, they are diplomatic fictions, like Monaco. We ought to tell US companies that setting up in such places is plain old tax fraud and IRS will audit, every year, every place. And credit all income to such a subsidery to the US parent company and tax it at 35%.
Take the fifth, loose your job.
Lois Lerner, IRS official, exact rank unknown, was the lady in charge of the tax exempt approval department. That's the department that decided to stall any organization with "Tea Party" or "Patriot" in their name. Yesterday she refused to answer questions before a Congressional Committee, citing the fifth amendment, which protects citizens from testifying against them selves. Up until now, only Mafia figures, and one Nixon Administration official used the fifth amendment in court. Every knows you don't take the fifth unless you are actually guilty.
For taking the fifth, Lois ought to be fired from the IRS. I don't want someone that guilty having anything to do with anyone's taxes. I understand she is on "administrative leave" with full pay. She ought to be fired, for good, and her cushy civil service retirement canceled.
The way to prevent this from happening again, it to make things unpleasant for everyone we can catch. While we are at it, Lois's superiors ought to be fired, as well as her principle subordinates.
For taking the fifth, Lois ought to be fired from the IRS. I don't want someone that guilty having anything to do with anyone's taxes. I understand she is on "administrative leave" with full pay. She ought to be fired, for good, and her cushy civil service retirement canceled.
The way to prevent this from happening again, it to make things unpleasant for everyone we can catch. While we are at it, Lois's superiors ought to be fired, as well as her principle subordinates.
Closing Guantanamo
Obama still wants to close the place. But what to do with the inmates? Can't turn em loose cause it's clear to all but the dumbest, that these guys are dangerous, if released they will head right back to Afghanistan and go to work doing terrorism. Congress and the voters don't want 'em in the US for fear that some irresponsible bat brained judge will turn 'em loose. The reason for putting 'em off shore in Guantanamo in the first place was to get 'em beyond the reach of US judges who nobody trusts. To keep the Guantanamo population down, Obama has ordered terrorists to be killed rather than captured. Very humane that is.
Steamtown, the railfan's delight
Back in the 1950's F. Nelson Blount, a New England railfan with money, started a collection of steam engines. That decade the railroads were scrapping steamers and replacing them with diesels, so there were plenty of used steamers available for scrap metal prices. Nelson collected a lot of 'em and parked them in Vermont at Bellows Falls. I saw them in Vermont nearly fifty years ago. Sometime after Nelson's death the collection of rusty iron got moved to Scranton PA, and the National Park Service stepped up and is now running it. The park ranger conducting the engine shop tour explained about how 2009 Porkulus money went to fixing leaks in their roundhouse roof.
I decided to vary my flight plan down to DC and take in Scranton. As long as I had the car loaded and going, why not go a little bit round about and take in Steamtown? The road to Scranton is I84 which starts in Hartford, Conn, and goes west, crossing the Hudson north of NYC at Newburg and getting to Scranton some 73 miles later. The Connecticut portion of I84 winds thru the Berkshire mountains, and is narrower and curvier than most interstates. Once across the PA border, the road gets wider and straighter and pretty much like all the rest of the interstates. The 40 miles from the PA border need to be repaved. Getting closer to Scranton, it has been repaved and is very decent.
They say the US economy is still in recession. The amount of semi trailer truck traffic on I84 is astounding, recession or no recession. Awful lot of 57 foot trailers loaded with stuff, barreling along, going somewhere. Brand new shiny tractors, Mack, Peterbuilt, Kenworth, White, all worth probably $70K apiece or better. There may not be any jobs in this economy, but it's still producing a lot of stuff.
Steamtown is the old Lackawanna rail yard. They have a few steamers all repainted and looking ready to run, and a lot more looking terribly rusty, paint mostly gone. They have maybe ten in the shop in various phases of rebuild. They don't have any steamers still running, the excursion train was pulled by an Electro-Motive GP-7, painted for the Nickel Plate Road. I walked down to Steamtown from the motel around 9:30, and stayed on my feet til I got back to the motel at 3PM. Feet are still sore.
All in all, a fun day.
I decided to vary my flight plan down to DC and take in Scranton. As long as I had the car loaded and going, why not go a little bit round about and take in Steamtown? The road to Scranton is I84 which starts in Hartford, Conn, and goes west, crossing the Hudson north of NYC at Newburg and getting to Scranton some 73 miles later. The Connecticut portion of I84 winds thru the Berkshire mountains, and is narrower and curvier than most interstates. Once across the PA border, the road gets wider and straighter and pretty much like all the rest of the interstates. The 40 miles from the PA border need to be repaved. Getting closer to Scranton, it has been repaved and is very decent.
They say the US economy is still in recession. The amount of semi trailer truck traffic on I84 is astounding, recession or no recession. Awful lot of 57 foot trailers loaded with stuff, barreling along, going somewhere. Brand new shiny tractors, Mack, Peterbuilt, Kenworth, White, all worth probably $70K apiece or better. There may not be any jobs in this economy, but it's still producing a lot of stuff.
Steamtown is the old Lackawanna rail yard. They have a few steamers all repainted and looking ready to run, and a lot more looking terribly rusty, paint mostly gone. They have maybe ten in the shop in various phases of rebuild. They don't have any steamers still running, the excursion train was pulled by an Electro-Motive GP-7, painted for the Nickel Plate Road. I walked down to Steamtown from the motel around 9:30, and stayed on my feet til I got back to the motel at 3PM. Feet are still sore.
All in all, a fun day.
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