Ramble On ... Day Late

The Rangers had a homecoming
In Harlem late last night
And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine
Over the Jersey state line
Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge
Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain
The Rat pulls into town rolls up his pants
Together they take a stab at romance
And disappear down Flamingo Lane

Bruce in Jungleland

With all due apologies, to The Blog @ Terry Lyons dot com readers, to the loyal fans of STAR WARS and to The Boss, here is my lede:

"Well, the Celtics had a homecoming in Newton late last night
And the Rebels found a new base station near the Ice Planet Hoth property line,
Bauer skates and snow boots tucked in the back, third row seat
as I close the swingin' door of a Rav 4
T pulls out the drive and heads to the rink
Together they shovel another record snow
And disappear down Grant Avenue."

-- You get the idea.

It is cold and snowy once again. Schools Closed. The Ice Planet Hoth thermometer is hovering around 60-degrees in the dark overcast sky.

I made my Folgers single packet and the wife and kids are still asleep. Fireplace is roaring, although the logs are sizzling a bit, meaning there's some moisture in the wood.

Two major set backs.

1. Marymount automatically calls Clare when the school closes. That call came at about 5:30am - on both home and cell phone.
2. I left my "Weekday Only" alarm on.

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TL STRIKES BACK.

Snow boots on (check)
A quick jaunt down the driveway to get papers (check)
Boston Globe (check)
Wall St Journal (check)
NYT (check)
Space heater. (check)
Some quiet and soothing classical piano on the Bose Sound Box (check)
Duraflame log to get the fire going (check)
Plenty of firewood for the rest of the day (semi check)
Only 6-7 logs left and that could be trouble... Damn.

***

Quick catch up.

Johnnie's on the Side has been "Rockin Steady"
Kickin' Ace. Doing great. Full house.
Good Friday crowd turned to the post-game Saturday Bruins then to the pregame Boston Blazers crowd to the UNBELIEVABLE Boston Blazers postgame party.
Great tunes - live downstairs.
Blazers players dressed in suits or classic business casual was impressive.
Bill Belichek at Johnnies for pregame dinner with his family, then taking in the Blazers game, then returning to Johnnies for a postgame relaxation fest.
Sunday Reggae brunch PACKED as the pregame to the Celtics.
The brunch is so popular now, you'll need reservations two+ weeks in advance.

My buddy, Stephen, invited me to the Pistons at Celtics game.
Caught up with a ton of people near teh Celtics media section and in the press room at halftime. (A place, I usually try to avoid when I do not have a legot working function at a game).
Yesterday, I did, as I was doing some serious business with Stephen and also needed to chat with a gew media types for stories in the works.

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I cut a deal to work as a columnist for Basketball 24/7 of Britain from March Madness through the NBA Draft. I will concentrate on a lot of college hoops going forward and will benefit greatly from the strategic location of Boston to see no less than:

ACC - BC as home base
BIG EAST - Providence right down the road -- (I digress by noting that it is closer than taking the M-86 to the C line to The Garden from my NYC apt or the M86 to the Lex 4 Train to the E to Queens to Queens Blvd to the Q 44 to Springfield/Union Tpke to Utopia Parkway to see my "Jamaica Mistakes.")
Colonial - Northeastern Huskies at Matthews Arena
America East - BU Basketball
IVY - at the house that Tommy Amaker hasn't built (yet)
Among others...

NCAA Men's East Regional (Boston) and the Div II championship in Springfield, Mass will fill out the March Madness before the Celtics and the NBA Playoffs take over town, never mind the Sox and Bruins. Good things ahead for Mass sports fans.

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Here's the Boston Globe take on the weather:

A heavy winter storm dumped up to 8 inches of snow in parts of Massachusetts this morning, slowing the early commute to a crawl and canceling classes at hundreds of schools.

The swirling snow is expected to keep falling at a rate of 1 to 2 inches an hour into the early afternoon, leaving 6 to 10 inches of accumulation in Boston with higher totals west of the city.

"The heaviest snow should taper off by noon," said Alan Dunham, a meteorologist with the National Weather Service in Taunton. "This is a wetter snow, so you have to be careful when you shovel. It can really get you going."

By 7 a.m., snowfall totals hit 4.5 inches in Roslindale and 8 inches in Westfield. On Long Island, the National Weather Services measured 11.7 inches of snow, giving an indication of what is headed to New England. The snow mixed with sleet on Cape Cod and in Plymouth and Bristol countries.

A winter storm warning remains in effect until 1 p.m. When the snow does stop falling, wind gusting to 35 miles per hour is expected to continue to make driving difficult.

The storm was forecast as the second half of a one-two punch that began hitting the region yesterday. A small storm in the morning yielded 1 to 2 inches in some parts of Eastern Massachusetts by afternoon.

Even that storm created trouble on the roadways, making for slippery driving conditions that sent a few cars off the road.

In Marion, a state police cruiser traveling westbound on Interstate 195 struck a guardrail shortly before 9 a.m. The trooper was taken to Tobey Hospital in Wareham, where he was treated for minor injuries and released, according to State Police.

State Police Sergeant David Mahan said the weather had caused many accidents on state highways in Wilmington and Barnstable.

After 8 p.m. yesterday, the roads basically froze over, police said. Dozens of cars slid out of control or crashed in the South Shore, particularly on I-93, where there were reported 20-car and six-car pileups around the Route 24 exit, according to Mahan . Mahan said there also were accidents reported on I-95 in Norwood and I-495 in Wrentham. No serious injuries were reported.

Such a Long, Long Way to Go ...

Most postings on my blog have been upbeat and forward-looking. I encourage positive thinking and vision. When I'm down in the dumps, I tend to look for the bright light on the horizon and I've shared many of the methods I use to encourage positive thinking.

But, as we all know, not all is good in this world.

Protesters attacked the US Embassy in Belgrade, Serbia, and the United States is sending home any and all non-essential staffers.

The war on drugs along the Bolivian border, throughout South America and the US, is as bad as the war in the Middle East and Afghanistan, never mind the bleak picture on the North Korean border.

So, what's the point of this dismal post?

This story stands as a reminder that we have a long, long way to go.

The recession in the USA focuses people on the problems within our own borders, but the truth of the matter is that world peace, world economics and the USA's international (not foreign) policy is as important today as anything on the presidential agenda and the political landscape.

USA voters want to hear things about how the presidential candidates will shore up the 'ole US of A. My point, we have to start by strengthening our international standing and create a whole new "international" policy. It's not foreign. It is not foreign to me, to my neighbors and to our fellow citizens of the world.

We owe the world a new United States of America. A country that will make a stand against the threats to society.

We need to combat drug abuse, worldwide and in the States. Read on - in theis NYT story from today - and you'll see why:

Cocaine Floodgates Open Into Argentina and Brazil, Consuming Lives

By ALEXEI BARRIONUEVO
BUENOS AIRES — Bilma Acuña has two drug-addicted sons and roams the streets of the Ciudad Oculta slum here with a purpose: to save others from the same fate.

She and the group of mothers she helps organize have become the only bulwark, it seems, against the irrepressible spread of paco, a highly addictive, smokable cocaine residue that has destroyed thousands of lives in Argentina and caused a cycle of drug-induced street violence never seen before in this country.

The scourge underscores a significant shift in both Argentina and its larger neighbor, Brazil, which in just a few years have become sizable cocaine consumers. Brazil now ranks as the second largest consumer of cocaine in the world after the United States, the State Department says.

The surge in drug use has been fueled by porous borders, economic hardship and, more recently, the rolling back of restrictions on coca growing since President Evo Morales took office in 2006 in neighboring Bolivia. The result has been the democratization of cocaine in this part of South America, which has become the dumping ground for cheaper, lower-quality cocaine.

In the five years since residents first began noticing the crude yellowish crystals being smoked on the streets of Ciudad Oculta, a neighborhood of 15,000 people within Buenos Aires, paco has become the dominant drug that dealers are peddling.

Just weeks after first trying the drug, Mrs. Acuña’s son Pablo Eche began selling everything he owned to feed his addiction. He committed violent robberies. In a drug-fueled rage he destroyed his house and then sold the land that was left, ending up freezing and alone on the streets until his grandmother took him in.

“The majority of the kids are using here,” said Mrs. Acuña, 46. “My son saw what was happening with the kids in the streets that were using paco, and he always said he wouldn’t get caught up in that. But he did.”

The challenges to stopping the flow are immense. Fewer than 200 federal police officers patrol Brazil’s 2,100-mile border with Bolivia, though the Brazilian government says reinforcements are on the way. Only 10 percent of Argentina’s airspace is covered by radar, leaving traffickers free Argentina and Brazil have surged in the past two years. The influx of raw cocaine paste used to make crack, from both Bolivia and Peru, has been particularly acute. In Brazil, such seizures by the federal police nearly quadrupled from 2006 to 2007, to 2,700 pounds from about 710 pounds, according to the police.

In Argentina, the deep financial crisis of late 2001 turned places like Ciudad Oculta into what are known here as villas miserias, or towns of misery, easily exploitable markets of impoverished people looking for escape.

“Cocaine is no longer the drug only of the elite, of high society,” said Luiz Carlos Magno, a Brazilian narcotics officer in the São Paulo State Police Department. “Today kids buy three lines of cocaine for 10 reals,” or about $6. For about $1 in Brazil and about $1.50 in Argentina, users can buy enough of the cocaine for a 15-minute high.

Paco is highly addictive because its high lasts just a few minutes — and is so intense that many users smoke 20 to 50 paco cigarettes a day to try to make its effects linger. Paco is even more toxic than crack cocaine because it is made mostly of solvents and chemicals like kerosene, with just a dab of cocaine, Argentine and Brazilian drug enforcement officials said.

The surge in lower-quality cocaine hitting the streets has resulted from a crackdown by both countries on the chemicals needed to transform cocaine paste, or pasta base, as it is called, into powder form.

Tougher customs rules to track the flow of the chemicals, manufactured in large quantities in both places, have limited access for Bolivian traffickers seeking to refine the base cocaine into higher-value powder, said Gen. Roberto Uchõa, Brazil’s national drug secretary.

As the quality of Bolivian cocaine has fallen off, the European market, in particular, has rejected it, the general said. So more of it has gone to Argentina and Brazil.

In São Paulo, the police say the cocaine on the streets is less than 30 percent pure. “Every year they are producing more, and that is driving down prices,” said Mr. Magno, with the state police.

Traffickers are cutting the cocaine powder with everything from boric acid to lidocaine to baking powder, leading to severe health effects like infections and blood clots, health officials said. “It is the garbage cocaine that is coming here,” Mrs. Acuña said. “The kids here are smoking garbage.”

Mrs. Acuña, a soft-spoken Paraguayan native, is battling paco’s spread to save the barrio, but also to save her family. Tragedy first struck in August 2001 when two drug dealers shot and killed her 16-year-old son, David, one week after he was believed to have witnessed a murder. The dealers are now in prison for his death.

A few years later Mr. Eche, her eldest son, and her younger son, Leandro, 20, became addicted to paco. That was when she helped form a Mothers of Paco support group.

With less than three dozen members in Ciudad Oculta, the mothers have few ways to counter the armed dealers who hold sway over the neighborhood. Instead, they find safety in numbers.

On one recent afternoon, Mrs. Acuña led a walk through the Oculta with some eight women in tow. As she walked along the mostly unpaved streets, Bolivian and Paraguayan music blaring from open windows, she pointed out kiosks and red brick homes where dealers were known to sell. A teenager strode by at one point, a pistol stuffed in the front of his shorts.

A tiny police station the size of a one-car garage sat in a makeshift plaza. A police car was parked outside. “The police haven’t entered here much since 2001,” Mrs. Acuña explained.

Argentine government officials have increased money in recent years for drug education, prevention and rehabilitation, but they have yet to announce any major plans to tackle the paco problem, which has left local law enforcement officials overwhelmed.

Instead, led by the mothers, residents are largely taking matters into their own hands. Mrs. Acuña fields dozens of calls a week from mothers seeking help with their children’s addictions. She refers some to government-run psychiatric clinics, and urges others, some of them recovering from addictions themselves, to join the group.

Mrs. Acuña operates a small diner with a bare concrete floor where the mothers hold many of their meetings. At one meeting on Jan. 28, Liliana Barrionuevo blurted out that not enough was being done to crack down on the dealers. Some mothers cast their eyes around nervously, fearful of reprisals.

“Before there were codes,” another mother, Andrea Cordero, chimed in angrily. “The dealers would never sell to young kids, and the users would never use in public. Now there are no codes. We need to stand up and stick it to two or three dealers.”

The descent of Mrs. Acuña’s son Pablo Eche parallels that of his neighborhood. His addiction began in 2003, when he was 21. His girlfriend at the time, six months pregnant with their son, left him and moved to Italy. Argentina’s economic crisis was still ravaging the country, and Ciudad Oculta was gripped by hopelessness.

Every day seemed to be worse. “The lack of money isn’t the nightmare,” Mr. Eche said of the economic crisis. “It’s the pressure that it causes in a person, the desperation and the depression.”

He said he “was looking for a way to not feel anything, to not feel sadness, to find a way not to cry.”

For months he had passed the kiosk on a corner near his house where he knew dealers were selling a new drug, one, it was whispered, that could cheaply fill that hollow place inside. “I always passed it, but never bought anything,” he said.

Then one day he did.

From the first 15 minutes, paco seized his soul. Soon, he could no longer hold down a job, even at his mother’s diner. And he could never have enough. At one point he went on a three-day paco bender without a wink of sleep, he said.

Three months after smoking his first pipe, he sold anything he could to turn into cash for paco. Finally, in a drug-induced hysteria, he destroyed the one-bedroom house his mother had given him, tearing down the roof and walls and ripping out the flooring. Eight months into his addiction, he sold what was left for about $315, one-quarter what his mother had paid.

His relationship with his mother was in shambles. He had stolen from her, and stolen from other family members as well. “I had turned into a nobody to her,” he said. “I caused her a lot of pain.”

He was homeless, starving and suffering from severe drug-induced chills when his grandmother finally took him in. His mother later came around.

These days, his eyes are clear, his voice steady. Interned at a drug-dependency clinic some 40 minutes from Ciudad Oculta — his fourth rehabilitation stint — he said he had been clean of drugs since October.

Now 25, he is again writing poetry, something he had not done since before he discovered paco. “The future is uncertain,” he said. “But I am getting back my dreams.”

But he worries about his brother Leandro, who is still prone to all-night paco benders. “I hope he finds a way to stop,” he said. And he mourns for Ciudad Oculta. “Right now I can see all the little kids lining up to buy,” he said, closing his eyes deeply. “Paco is a plague. Somehow we need to protect them from this.”

Joao Pina contributed reporting.