Halloween 


This is the last entry for the month of October, in this I ponder a few things including the issues of citizenship and tolerance and religion. For those who have forgotten or never knew, Halloween has its roots in the Celtic practice of celebrating the end of the harvest season and a concurrent belief that on Halloween the spirits of those who have departed mix freely with those who are still around. Not necessarily a "pagan" belief and certainly not one which goes against any ancient grain. Personally, I think Halloween is my second favorite holiday celebration - after Christmas. Mostly because it's an opportunity to dress the house up, give freely to strangers and friends, and celebrate the act and art of "being human." There's photos reflective of Halloween, the last of the reunion trip photos - this time the Canadian Rockies, and a few left-over photos from late Summer here in Seattle - photos I had taken immediately before heading for the Carolina coast and immediately after returning but which I've only recently gotten around to processing. There's one final exhortation - VOTE.  


Yes, ghosts, ghouls and goblins. Come round my house for a treat!
Go ahead, I dare you to knock on my door. I do love little children - roasted,
parboiled, pan-fried, breaded and deep-fried, even raw, a la sushi.




Two views of the portal to doom.


Wow, it's Halloween already. This is the start of the holiday season. I subscribe to the Catholic Church's email service. The Catholic Church has this service which allows you to be notified one day in advance, via email, about upcoming religious holidays, saint days, things like Lent and that sort of thing. I subscribed because I could never personally figure out when Easter came and figured who would know better what day Easter was on in any given year than the Catholic Church. So there's no misunderstanding about my theological beliefs, I was raised Catholic and have long abandonned any organized church and do not believe in any form of "formal" religion. It's not clear that I even believe in a god, although I will admit there are a lot of things which the Big Bang cannot explain (like, what happened BEFORE the Big Bang?). But, barring any empirical proof that there is a god, I'll believe in Karma and Zen and a few other things which seem right to me and solidly avoid any doctrine. What bothers me most about those who follow a particular doctrine is not so much their individual beliefs, which they are perfectly entitled to have and hold, but rather the almost universal insistence of so many that if I don't subscribe to their belief structure or follow their doctrine or tenet that I am "wrong," or a "sinner," and someone who is a threat to them.

A point in question being Halloween. There have been any number of stories about the Southern Baptists and towns where there are a plurality of them decreeing Halloween to be the work of the devil and evil, particularly this year since Halloween falls on a Sunday. What utter hogwash! I received an email from the Catholic Church reminding me of All Hallows Eve and All Saints Day and the religious commemorations going on in November. How could this be the work of the devil if the Catholic Church is announcing Halloween? Why are the religious bigots of this country being allowed to run amuck? And whatever happened to the separation of Church and State? If municipalities in the South and Midwest can ban Halloween observations on a Sunday in "deference" to the local Baptist population, is that truly a separation of Church and State? I might be able to buy some arguments with regard to the subscription to local moral standards, but for heaven's sake, folks, this whole religious bullshit has gone really to far in this country. And, it starts at the top - Bush, Ashcroft, this jihad against the un-Christian countries of the Near and Mid-East.

So, for the sake of sanity in America, think about that angle of politics as well as the issues of invading a sovereign state and the expenditure of billions of domestic dollars protecting foreign oil fields when you vote on Tuesday. Think hard about the issues of tolerance and the proper exercise of sovereign power in our international policies and the attendant issues of domestic security. Domestic security will be better when there is less inequality between the various classes and more mobility for those who are at the bottom end of the ladder. I've never been a huge supporter of endless taxes to pay for endless social programs but this administration has gone too far in reducing the support for domestic programs which have been in place for two or more decades. Particularly those associated with funding environmental clean-up, environmentally-sound investments and construction, and such life-critical issues as health care and Social Security. It's a democracy and assuming that you're not challenged as to your right to vote, your exercise of that privilege and right guarantees that your voice will be heard. You may not get the programs or candidates you want but at least you will have chosen to make your opinion verbal and public. So, vote. You owe it to yourself, to me, to the fellow citizens of this great country and to our leaders.

Along those lines I've been interested and impressed with Michael Moore's announcement that he wouldn't object, nor would his distribution company, to those who digitize and make available on the internet his controversial movie - "Fahrenheit 9/11." Obviously he's already made a mint on the theater release of the film and is reaping rewards now on the DVD release in movie rental stores. So, he has his money and can allow the illegal distribution - up to but not past November 2. Clearly he cares enough about what's going on to support a lessening of his own profit for his exercise of his political voice. Good for him. I had not seen the movie yet and downloaded the 746 megabyte MPEG2 version and watched it last night. As anyone who knows me already knows, I was one of the first on my block to announce that the Republicans stole this election and have stolen the country since then. So, I was not the least surprised by anything I saw in the movie. I was impressed that Moore allowed his facts, incontrovertible as they really are, to allow him to develop a set of implied conclusions. There is, arguably, some maneuvering room for those who have different conclusions and take the same facts and weave a different set of implications. However, Moore should be given credit at least for presenting information and then weaving it together to make a point. I'm not one of the millions who claim that this isn't a documentary. I've never seen any documentary which didn't have a point it was making - even Rachel Carson's "Silent Spring" wove a conclusion and recommendation. Steinbeck wrote fiction which was based on fact and presented a different generation with a set of choices. I don't think that I'm really a fan of Michael Moore but I am a respectful viewer of what he has produced. His three films ("Roger and Me" (1989), "Bowling for Columbine" (2002), and "Fahrenheit 9/11" (2004)) are all powerful documentaries with or without personal perspective. They are also powerful commentaries on contemporary America and whether or not you agree with the premise, contents and implied conclusions of these films, they still represent an independent opinion about this country and what ails it and what might remedy those ailments.

On another line, reaching a different demographic, and putting himself into the same legion of dissidents is Eminem. His latest video, which was made in concert with his new album, "Encore" - to be released in November, is entitled "Mosh," and is also available on the internet for free download. I have previously had a relatively neutral opinion about Eminem. I'm a supporter of individuals who make their money as entertainers and who break previously-held rules about entertainment. Although I may or may not like the particular individual, I'm a supporter of Cher and her "in your face" style of entertainment. She breaks a lot of rules but gets her point across and can be entertaining. I'm an equal fan of Madonna for the same reasons. In that light I have also been a fan of Eminem. Not because I'm a fan of rap or hip-hop or even because I'm sympathetic with his message. Mostly I'm a fan because of his brazen "in your face" style of presentation and his complete disregard for the existing rules and standards. Art, and entertainment is art, should be allowed pretty nearly complete freedom of expression. I say pretty nearly because there may be some things I haven't thought about which I might agree with others went too far, but so far I've not run across them. Gangsta Rap borders on the obscene in my book and posits ideas and actions with which I'm in complete disagreement. And, yet, I'm a true believer in the marketplace of ideas and in the freedoms granted by the First Amendment. Consequently, even though I may disagree completely with the message of a lot of Gangsta Rap and the implied actions, I still support the right of the artists to express themselves in that manner. Is that really any different than what goes on inside the pages of a huge number of novels published and read in this country? No, it is not. So, Eminem has produced this long (5:46) video which is really a Call to Arms for those who follow his music and subscribe to his philosophies or who are fans of his music. The video is a powerful expression of anger, angst, frustration, deprivation, wrongful deeds going unpunished, and the seeming powerlessness of those who are affected to counter the prevailing thrust of victimization. However, the video - and the rap - create a themetic which evolves from the angst and frustration to a Call to Arms which concludes with the act of voting. A more powerful presentation of native rights Americans have I have not seen. This is a compelling video and will reach a group who have historically ignored active citizenship. It will present a lot of ideas and expressions of reality to a generation which has largely been accused of ignoring empirical reality. It may or may not result in a huge turnout of youthful voters. It doesn't matter. Here's an artist whose previous work has been mostly an expression of that same angst, anger, frustration and victimization but who has evolved himself into a leader with an idea. It's not a radical idea - in fact it's an ancient idea - the act of citizen participation. But, from this individual and from a following of his previous work, this is a departure from the usual and it's a departure with a powerful, easily accomplished, end point. Get out, vote against what you don't like or see happening around you. Exercise your right as a citizen of the United States. Do something.

It will be interesting to see where Eminem goes from here. It's clear he reaches a generation with his music and rap and it's clear that there are a lot of individuals in that generation who now have someone they trust and respect who has given them something to do.

Art does many things for a society. It allows expression of wrongs, it allows projections of wants and needs, it provides an outlet for idealism and utopian exposition. It reflects the society from which it arises. It challenges that same society - often in fact. It is one of the consciences of a society and we are lucky to live in a broad and diverse enough country that our art is often beyond compare with that of other countries. I'm not saying that our art is better than others, I'm saying that American Art, in all its expositions and expressions and presentations, gives a deep look inside the soul of America. Ours is about as complex a society as one could imagine. We assimilate the rest of the world and make it ours. We allow the rest of the world inside and we export ourselves to the rest of the world. We exchange political, intellectual, artistic material as freely as a windstorm mixes pollen. We are fortunate enough, at least a large enough proportion of our society is, to be able to widely sample those same expressions throughout our society. The information age has allowed a great many of the citizens of the world to be virtually present in places they would never be able to actually travel to. Many of us are evolving into widely tutored students of the thousands of societies extant on this planet - both contemporary societies and ancient ones. It's really a great time to be alive if one has a thirst for knowledge or new ideas or the wealth of old ideas we might never have had the opportunity to explore previously. In this society and a great many others around us, knowledge really is power. It's the power of imagination, it's the power of data, it's the power of congruent threads of exploration leading to new-found knowledge about old-found questions. It's also a time when more than ever it's important to have open minds, to be tolerant of new or previously-unknown customs and practices and beliefs.

It's important that we, as a society, ensure everyone has these opportunities. There's simply too much at stake to not worry about public access in libraries, internet in schools, providing the poor and indigent with likewise opportunities of exploration. We can evolve together by sharing together. We should open our doors and hallways and back rooms - not close them or make access some kind of special privilege.

We finally had the celebratory dinner party for the builders and architect. Attending were Todd, his wife Tanya and son Shadock, Andy, Aaron, Rick, Joe, Lisa and her husband Grant and their two children India and Gus. I'd expected about twenty since we'd extended invitations to the engineer, Jim Johnston and his wife, and to Lisa's office mate, another architect, Tim Rhodes and his wife. Aaron's and Andy's wives couldn't get away from their jobs (even though it was a Saturday) and Rick and Joe came single, although we'd expected their girlfriends too. That being the case, we had tons of leftovers. I'd bought a ten-pound Alaska King wild and fresh salmon from the West Seattle Fish Market. It had been flown in Friday morning and dressed in front of me. It was a magnificent fish, about 36-inches long, 8-inches top to bottom, and nearly 5-inches thick minus its guts. Dressed it weighed 9.6 pounds, and at $12.99 a pound, cost me over $130 with tax. I placed fresh dill weed on the top of both filets, the tail portions of which I had to cut into separate pieces to fit onto the roasting trays. On top of the dill I placed a complete cover of thinly-sliced oranges and on top of that an array of thinly sliced lemons. I baked it for 25 minutes at 350-degrees and it came out absolutely perfect-o. It was delicious. We have one whole filet for leftovers and will be dining on that for several days. Cold, cooked fresh salmon is every bit as delicious as hot.

We also had about 15 pounds of fresh German-French potato salad. That's easy to make and a really good use of potatoes. Fry a pound of bacon to perfection, let it dry and then crumble it. Cook the potatoes just until they're piercable by a knife and then dice into inch-sized pieces. I did this in three batches of five pounds potatoes each, mostly because we didn't have anything larger than a two-quart container to hold the results. Once you dice the potatoes add the bacon crumbs and a dressing made of three parts olive oil, one part wine vinegar and one part lemon or lime juice, one part basil or thyme and one part mustard powder. Whisk till it's a blended dressing and pour that along with the bacon fat on the potatoes and mix well. Scrumptious potato salad which keeps really for days afterwards if there's leftovers - in our case there's two two-quart containers. We also had a fresh salad made of five mixed greens (red-tip, green-tip, romaine, leaf lettuce and boston lettuce), four colors of diced peppers (orange, red, yellow and green), mandarin orange slices and sliced red seedless grapes. Vinaigrette dressing lightly tossed and that too was delicious. For desert I'd made three chocolate-crust (usual, crush cookies mix with sugar and butter and press into pie pans - except in this case I'd bought some pre-made Oreo cookie crusts) key-lime pies. The perfect finish. This is one of those recipes which is kitchen magic. One can of sweetened condensed milk, three egg yolks (I prefer to separate using the shells though there are egg separators one can buy), one-half cup (three large lemons or six large limes) lemon or lime juice. Beat the yolks, add to the condensed sweetened milk and beat again - hand mixer is fine. Then add the juice. I used about three-to-two lime and lemon, and then pour into the crust. I also made meringue out of the whites, adding a pinch of cream of tartar and about half-a-cup of sugar for 9 whites. Whip them to hard-peak stage, about 20 minutes with a hand mixer (yes, painful) and then seal the edges of the pies and heap the rest on the middle and spread out. Bake at 350 degrees for about 20 minutes or until the meringue turns a slight brown. Refrigerate and serve cold. The baking only cooks the meringue, the acid cooks the egg yolks - denatures them technically. It produces a solid, firm, very tangy desert and is the only recipe I've ever actually found useful for sweetened condensed milk - Eagle brand should be available everywhere in the baking section.

We have at least two if not three additional meals out of this feast. The guests were complimentary, actually everyone loved everything and they did know beforehand what the menu was in case there were dietary restrictions. There were none. Most folks got themselves stuffed. Lisa's kids played in the plenum crawl space (I've placed some plywood boards inside to give a platform) and found our five-gallon can of Legos. Todd's son amused himself with Adam's Playstation. The rest of us drank wine, beer, or coffee and discussed life in general. Nearly everyone stayed about four hours, we started at 3:00 pm and were pretty much done by 7:30 pm. It was good to see the "old construction gang" again, this time completely on their terms and everyone as a guest and not a worker. These are really good folks and I've genuinely enjoyed their company and learning about their lives and foibles. It was somewhat like a reunion of old school chums or cousins since each of us knew a great deal about each other from having worked so closely for nearly half a year. There were really no secrets. We'd been privy to a couple domestic issues among the group as well as a school issue associated with one of the kids. We'd shared some of our domestic issues and issues with our sons in school. In short, it was a good, friendly, familiar group and the setting was great - the weather had broken the day before and we had temperate weather with the sun shining on the Sound. It was also great to invite these folks into this house, which they'd designed and built, as guests and allow them to enjoy the freedoms the rooms have provided us and to enjoy the views.

I'm sure I'll be seeing more of a few of them throughout the coming years. As I said, we've grown accustomed to each other at this point.

Not much else to report on. I've been encouraged lately by local polls which show the Monorail Recall initiative will probably fail 55 to 45. If that turns out to be true it will mean that support of the rapid transit system is actually growing as time progresses. The last vote, two years ago, was on a total of about 96,800 ballots and Monorail passed by only 887, that made the split 50.009 to 49.991. So, a ten percent margin for passage this time (actually defeat of the recall initiative) would show an almost infinite growth of supporters. The past year has been an active Monorail volunteer effort for me, as all of you know, and if the margin, indeed, turns out to be this large then my efforts and that of hundreds of other volunteers will have been truly worth it. Construction is slated to begin sometime this Winter - probably in January.

Happy Halloween, and
VOTE


And now, a few more pictures.

Canadian Rocky photographs (well, mostly panoramas, but they're STILL photographs)...


Downtown Jasper, Alberta, on their main street right mid-way through the mile-long strip of mountaineering, outfitting, recreating and
dining shops. It's about a mile up in altitude and has incredibly clear air and, of course, is surrounded entirely by mountains.



Opposite the Canadian National Park System visitor center to Jasper National Park. This town, along with Banff, exists entirely
within the boundaries of a Canadian National Park. To live in Jasper, or Banff, one must have an actual job within the town
limits. There are a few other, smaller, towns inside both Jasper and Banff National Parks where folks can live without
necessarily having to have a job. The towns, of course, actually predate their enclosure by a National Park and there's
all sorts of grandfather clauses associated with both residency and with operating a business or owning property.



Jasper has a huge railroad yard, it was developed as a railroad town and is at one of the few crossings of the Canadian Rockies which
has been graded to the three-percent grade which railroads require. There are earlier tales of run-away trains coming into Jasper
and leaving the tracks and falling down hundreds of feet to the riverbed below (right of picture, below railroads and in front of
mountain).



At one end of the main street, Connaught Drive, is this monument to the Canadian National Railway commemorating the history
of the town and the evolution of travel across Canada and, of course, the railroad.



One of many overlooks on the Icelands Parkway, the high-mountain road which runs northeast-southwest and connects the towns of
Jasper and Banff. Glaciers are all around on the tops of these peaks, average height is over 10,000 with many reaching 12,000.



Another overlook, this time I stepped beyond the guard rail and was standing on a precipice which dropped nearly a thousand feet straight
into a riverbed below. Scary but beautiful. In late summer, past August and into mid-September, this part of Canada gears itself for
Winter and the Summer tourist trade traffic falls into serious decline. All the better for enjoying this magnificent part of the world. No
car jams on the parkways and no wait at restaurants and in stores.



On the grounds of the Banff National Park headquarters in Banff. The town is on either end of the image with the castle-like headquarters
building in the center. This is across the Bow River from the town and there's a great stone bridge connecting the two. The famous Banff
Lodge is off in the mountains behind the castle. In the Summer, room rates for the Lodge begin at $1000 for a two-person room. Way
too pricey for me but having stayed there once with Katherine, totally beyond compare in terms of view, service and comfort.



The wet climate of British Columbia begins almost immediately after one winds down from the heights of Banff. This is the beginning
of the Pacific Northwest and BC's forests and mountains are, indeed, magnificent and well cleansed and watered by the nearly
constant mist and rain which comes from the wet Pacific winds hitting these mountains and dumping their moisture.

Earlier this Summer, during Seafair's month of August & Bumbershoot's month of September


Apologies for the strange colors, forgot to set my Canon to "stitch" mode so there's variable white balance. This is a panorama from the
street which lines Smith Cove park, at the city's Pier 91 marina in Interbay. The ships on the left are from the Naval Yards at Bremerton
and Whidbey Island and are in town for a week - Fleet Homecoming - part of the month-long Seafair activities in Seattle.



More of a wide-angle view of Pier 91 and the three ships the Navy provided for the Seafair activities. Normally there would also have
been an aircraft carrier but because of the Iraq War activities, much of the fleet was preoccupied. The Navy provides a hospitality
tent and operates day-long tours of the ships and a chance to talk with the Naval staff onboard. Lots and lots of Seattleites turn
out for this part of the events of Seafair and the Fleet Homecoming is one of the city's annual events. That's West Seattle in the
center of the image, across Elliott Bay from Pier 91. The city recently purchased the ground in this area to create Smith Cove
(the historic name for this section of the Bay) Park.



Also in Seattle in late Summer is the annual four-day-long music-fest known as Bumbershoot.
Bumbershoot runs the fist week of September with daily tickets about $16 or $50 for a
four-day ticket. The shows start as early as 10:00 am and last through midnight on most days
so for music-lovers and crowd aficionados it is somewhat of a bargain, especially considering
that most of the musical acts are name brands or local favorites.



Adam and I also attended the late-night Pixies concert - their first concert after a long period of not touring. They're down on the right
amid all the smoke and fury of the stage. The rest of the Seattle Center arena is in front and to the left with downtown looming behind
and the first section of the Space Needle rising in the middle behind the stands.



Another day and another juggler at Bumbershoot.



This was on the side of a support truck parked outside the Seattle Center
grounds during Bumbershoot. Wise Advice, indeed, but does this kind
of stuff go on so often that there needs to be a billboard-sized caution
against it?



Walking home from Seattle Center after a day of Bumbershoot, we caught
this sunset as we were crossing Denny Way heading south to catch a bus
home.



Further along we caught this reflection of the sunset in the windows lining an alley in Belltown.



Still later along the downtown waterfront we caught the waning rays of
the sun and this gull in a contemplative mood.



Still further along, past the Aquarium, is a pier with shops and amusements,
we stopped inside to use the restroom and caught the carousel in action.



On another day of Bumbershooting we returned home a bit earlier in the day and walked across the Western Avenue pedestrian
bridge. On the left is downtown, below in the center, is the tree-lined Alaskan Way and the piers of the harbor. To the right is the
uphill side and leads to Western Avenue and the southern reaches of Belltown and/or northern reaches of the Market area,
depending on which you prefer to center your directions on. This is another panorama where I forgot to put the Canon in "stitch" mode.



Just below the Western Avenue bridge is Pier 66, one of the tour-boat
moorages and one of the newer piers lining the city's waterfront. Nice sign.



Further south along the waterfront at one of the piers which has been converted into a series
of shops and restaurants and looking back eastward at the city.



Near the Aquarium is this modernist sculpture of Christopher Columbus.
In 1978 the Italian-American community presented this gift to the people
of Seattle with this inscription:
Memorial to
CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS
In the Spirit
of all voyagers on the unknown Sea
is dedicated this symbol of the discoverer
of America.
A fitting tribute, and, Columbus IS facing west, out toward the Pacific and
continuing in the direction of his quest for the shortest route to the Orient.



This is the backdrop for Christopher Columbus - the modern city of Seattle.

Exploring Poulsbo - across the Sound to Bainbridge and across Bainbridge Island to Poulsbo


Aboard the Bainbridge Island Ferry straight from the Colman Ferry terminal at Marion Street and Alaskan Way in downtown Seattle.
West Seattle in on the right, Queen Anne Hill is to the left of downtown, the Space Needle is slightly left of center. That's a flagpole on
the far left.



Further out, now past Elliott Bay and in Puget Sound proper. Magnolia is on the far left and virtually the entire peninsula of West
Seattle can be seen on the right. As much as the Sound is a prominent feature of the city of Seattle, Seattle is a prominent feature
up and down Puget Sound. Downtown can be seen from the far side of many of the islands. Seattle's metro is really Puget Sound
and the islands and western shore peninsulas up to the Olympic Mountains. Seattle can be seen as far away as Port Townsend,
nearly all the way to the Pacific at the western end of Puget Sound. Folks at Port Townsend regularly watch the 4th of July fireworks
from the Seattle Center.



Along the beach at Bainbridge State Park on the island. Across the Sound are the northern suburbs of Seattle and to the right, the
hill rising from the water, is the top of Magnolia with Ballard and Crown Hill in the center to the right of the two sailboats.



The southern end of Poulsbo along the main street which is one block from the harbor and yet another access point to Puget Sound.
The town was originally a Norwegian settlement for fishermen and loggers. Now it's become one of the Sound's best tourist towns with
lots of unique shops, lots of good restaurants and hillside and waterside areas with views.



The northern end of Poulsbo. The town center is about half-a-mile along Front Street, which faces Liberty Bay, an inlet of Puget Sound
which is protected by Bainbridge Island from any direct and harsh Sound seas. The harbor here is well protected and is still home to
a large fishing fleet, but these days, home to an even larger pleasure and leisure fleet. There are parks dedicated to King Olav of
Norway and, of course, to Leif Ericson.



This city park is on Liberty Bay and the shelter to the left is a music bandshell. The town center is to the right. This view is facing
due west across the rest of the Kitsap Peninsula towards the Olympic Peninsula. What separates these two peninsulas is Hood
Canal, a "canal" because it is unusually straight and steeply sloped. It is just another deep inlet created by ancient glaciation and
is the "western" large element of Puget Sound. Unfortunately, Hood Canal is so straight and narrow and deep with such steep
sides that there is not good water circulation deep inside the cut and at the end of the "canal," there is a serious oxygen deprivation
to the water and a consequential dearth of species at that end. Take a look at the map below to get a better picture of the complicated
nature of Puget Sound and the bizarre nature of the Hood Canal.



There are lots of US Naval activities in the Puget Sound area in addition to Submarine Base Bangor. The Navy
shipyard is at Bremerton, home to cruisers and guided missile frigates, there is a Naval Air Station on Whidbey
Island and scout plane facilities elsewhere. The US military is also a steady resident of the lower Sound area with
the US Army Fort Lewis and US Air Force McChord AFB just southeast of Tacoma. All of this makes perfect sense
as Puget Sound is a deep-draft natural harbor and the Pacific Northwest is closest to most places in Asia as well
as Alaska. Suffice to say that the Puget Sound area is home to a significant fraction of the Nation's military might.
That is not lost on the liberal mindset of the Northwest in general and the Seattle metro area in particular, nor is their
location amidst such a liberal bastion lost to the US military either. It's a good tension, both sides regularly questioning
the other and requiring empirical support for political positions.


Parting shot - so to speak....


Solar halo - so often observed here in the Northwest, owing to the
continuous high-altitude moisture present in the prevailing Pacific winds.

Chas

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