Photos from La Paz
Another batch of Bolivia pictures, this time from La Paz. See below the fold for individual images, or click here for a slideshow.
Another batch of Bolivia pictures, this time from La Paz. See below the fold for individual images, or click here for a slideshow.
Over the holidays I was lucky enough to make a return trip to Bolivia, and over the next couple of days I’ll be posting some photos I took there.
The first set is from the southern part of the country, where I visited several places that might, were it not for the niggling question of their actual existence, make it onto Joel’s collection of Monday morning imaginary places. These included:
+ A train cemetery where the rusting ghosts of mining industries past take their last rest, including one robbed by Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.
+ The Salar de Uyuni, the world’s largest salt flats, where campesinos dig salt by hand while tourists like me whiz by in Land Cruisers at sixty miles an hour.
+ Incahuasi, a coral island in the middle of the salt flats with meticulous bathrooms and huge cacti more than 500 years old.
+ Laguna Colarada, a lake that takes its name from an algae that turns the water red when the wind blows. It offers chilly sanctuary to three species of flamingo and at least one small fox.
+ Volcanic rock formations with caption-ready names like “The Rock Tree” and “The Lost City.”
+ An eerie playground of geothermic activity with scalding paintpots and hissing geysers.
To see more, click the photos below the fold, or click here for a full-screen slideshow.
A couple of weeks ago, Joel wrote that “few political responsibilities strike me as absolutist and undemocratic as that of a governor appointing a U.S. Senator to office in the case of a vacant Senate seat.” In today’s Times Tom Geoghegan argues that the practice (which I don’t like either) is actually illegal under the 17th Amendment:
Governors don’t issue a writ or start the machinery for a special election as the amendment requires, but instead fill the post for up to two years, until the next general election. This frustrates the whole democratic thrust of the amendment.
While this has been happening for decades, the corrupt nature of the practice has finally become too obvious to ignore in Illinois, now that the United States attorney has a court order to have the governor bugged. Yes, the F.B.I. complaint against Gov. Rod Blagojevich paints him as especially corrupt. But the fact is that a certain amount of political horse-trading is inherent if officials, rather than voters, fill Congressional vacancies.
This is why the writers of the 17th Amendment required special elections.
It’s worth mentioning that Geoghegan, a labor lawyer and the author of several books I’m eager to check out, is a new candidate to replace Rahm Emanuel in Illinois’s Fifth Congressional District. Kathy G, Hendrik Hertzberg, and James Fallows are all Geoghegan fans; if you decide to become one too, you can get involved with his campaign here.
Given his fame locally as an agitator for the apostrophe rights of terminal sibilants and abroad as a defender of my middle initial, I would be remiss were I not to note that Michael Robbins has a poem in this week’s New Yorker. It must surely count as one of the strangest (in a good way) ever hosted by the pages of that august publication. For a cheeky interview with Michael about the poem that includes links to more of his work, see here.