Undated online news is useless


Coronavirus outbreak: WHO says more new cases reported outside China than inside

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Increasingly, online news is not dated; like the above the “2 hours ago” is a feeble attempt to make an article seem relevant to some point on an infinite calendar : 2 hours ago today, 2 hours ago yesterday, 2 hours ago last week, 2 hours ago last month, 2 hours ago last years…………………….2 hours ago………

Russia’s and America’s supersonic rockets

I have several books that give a number for the speed of light as being at least 300,000 kilometers a second many times faster if not infinitely faster than sound at a mere 331 kilometers a second. An online estimate of the distance between Russia and the U.S. is given as 8,638 kilometers; so if I correctly understood a media account of Mr. Putin’s recently announcing Russia’s possession of an impossible to defend against rocket capable of flying 20 times the speed of sound I must assume that Mr. Putin’s rocket could travel 8,638 km in less than 2 seconds, for 20 times 331 km. a second(sonic speed) times 20 is 6620 2,000 km. less than the distance to the U.S..

When I did an online search about supersonic rocket weapons I found numerous articles about both America and Russia testing weapons that travel 6 times the speed of sound but no velocity above that speed is mentioned.

The thought that brought that Putin 20 times supersonic velocity to mind caused me to imagine possible consequences of that speed such as an increase in mass and of course its near instantaneous delivery.

Time and Sunlight

From a-top the lake’s old hill
The view to the sky
Blue draped
In the sunlight.

In the courtyard of Chinese tombs
An antique dial
Casts a shadow about 2;
And through its angular perfection
On stone
Time slips.

Beneath apple smells
Amidst conversation
Timed to a restless horse rhythm
And the longing to be home
One is consoled by the sun.


It was about this time last year
that you threaded the yellow-green banana peppers
and strung them across the wooden spice cabinet
over the old gas stove.

As the weather grew colder
we watched them wither
one by one,
turn orange-yellow
and finally, a crisp Chinese red.

You picked the last two in January
when it seemed they might rot
had you left them hanging any longer.

To-day, as August runs its course
and that time returns through the first scent of fall,
the pepperless cabinet rekindles our year’s


Looking for time,
We find him nowhere
Watching clocks, nor near the sun’s way
We may subdivide his tickings
Till he’s scarcely more than air:

He who gives dimension meaning
And counting to his tether
Makes infinity his contrary.