Originally the diary of 4 months spent in Antarctica working as a documentary film sound recordist, this blog has evolved into an online repository for the thoughts, travels and trivia of the writer Richard Fleming. For McMurdo Station, Antarctica, and polar exploration, see August through December of '06. Currently you are likely to find in these pages chronicles of my actual and literary meanderings, as well as notes on my many other passions. Also, did I mention I wrote a book?
3/26/2008
And not unrelated to the local cuisine...
I'm currently swinging my boom pole in sunny New Mexico, where the canyons passing beneath Interstate 25 have a tendency to act like wind-funnels, concentrating the gusts into a force that threatens to blow eighteen-wheel rigs right off the overpass. To try and determine how best to warn motorists of this potentially dangerous condition, the state highway planners, armchair philosophers all, got together and talked things through. I would have liked to have been a fly on the wall at the meetings during which their painful democratic process yielded this result:
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This particular stretch of I-25 is known locally as the Heisenberg Highway.
The thing is, it isn't "a stretch." This seems to be the official wind-warning the length and breadth of I-25, and perhaps other NM highways as well. It is a carefully conceived and widely propagated message, not some 'one-off' slipped through the bureaucratic chain-mail by a lone, witty, fearless wag. Given that New Mexico was so central to American efforts to develop nuclear weapons in the second war and Heisenberg quite probably implicated in Germany's, one wonders if it is a coincidence.
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