THE ZEPHYR/FEBRUARY-MARCH 2007 time I recall being scared during those Cold War years. THE CANYON oe COUNTRY In 2007, it’s as if we’re scared all the time. And not just by the threat of another 9/11 terror attack. We're taught to be afraid of everything. We are bombarded daily with a ele . never ending list of threats to our health, safety and well- being. We sit in front of the television, we surf the web for more signs of our imminent demise, we scan the papers for something else to worry about. The search doesn’t take long....consider these offerings: PO BOX 327. MOAB, UTAH 84532 JIM STILES, PUBLISHER Citizens in rural Colorado see “dark-complected people with a Middle Eastern appearance” and call the authorities. " WWW. hur.com They ask, “Should we contact the FBI?” cozephyr@frontiernet.net moabzephyr@yahoo.com CONTRIBUTING WRITERS Ken Sleight Martin Murie Ned Mudd Barry Scholl David Cremean Scott Silver Ellen Clifford Karen Hastings A.L. Woodruff Erica Walz Michael Brohm THE ARTIST John Depuy HISTORIC PHOTOGRAPHS Herb Ringer (1913-1998) ZEPHYR PILOT & AERIAL RECONAISSANCE Bi |e LE LIVING IN FEAR IN THE USA Michael Brohm’s cover story and portrait collection of “Yesterday's Enemies” stirred Cold War memories of my own. Like my old pal Michael and other fellow Baby Boomers, | grew up under the shadow of nuclear obliteration. And yet, though the threat hovered on a grander scale, it didn’t seem nearly as ominous as the world feels today. But going back in time a few decades, I still remember the morning our neighbors began building a fallout shelter and I asked my dad if we planned to have one of our own. He tried to explain, as gently as possible, that a fallout shelter would not offer much protection if we received a direct hit. Since Louisville, Kentucky was home to nearby Fort Knox, major Ford and General Electric assembly plants it’s a terror attack. poisoned spinach, it is rarely noted that of the millions of consumers who bought and ate Popeye’s favorite veggie, and adjacent to a significant dam on the Ohio River, we were almost certain to be a “prime target.” Even then, I It is rarely noted that of the millions who ate understood the power of a hydrogen bomb and quickly got his point. Popeye's favorite yeaa about 200 became 1 and two died. Better odds than lightning, I’d bet. TRANSPORTATION FLEET SPECIALISTS Gene Schafer The Australian spy agency warns us of “catastrophic biological and chemical attacks.” It says, “It’s only a matter of time.” Vice President Cheney says another 9/11 is “only a matter of time.” The Homeland Security Director says another 9/11 is “only a matter of time.” The FBI director says another 9/11 is “only a matter of time.” The US Postal Service announces a plan to create “smart stamps” to track the identity of suspicious persons. The president of British Airways comments that the recent ban on liquids in carry-on luggage confirm’s America’s dedication to wage war on terrorist-laden toiletries. The recent e coli outbreak in spinach prompts a warning from the government regarding the threat of “agro-terrorism.” And as the national media aims its laser focus on the Paul Swanstrom ZEPHYR Commercial air- liners consider multi-million dollar “counter measures” to deal with surface-to-air missile threats. A regional power outage immediately causes panic from citizens who think Tom Wesson about 200 became ill and (as of press day) two died. Better odds than lightning, I’d bet. WEBMASTER Gary Henderson spankme2times@excite.com SUBSCRIPTIONS & TRANSCRIPTIONS Linda Vaughan Nicole Whitney CIRCULATION JA Bryan Lance Lawrence Jose Churampi Mark Anderson Kathy Aldous THE ZEPHYR, copyright 2007 The Zephyr is published six times a year at Moab, Utah. The opinions expressed herein are not necessarily those of its vendors, advertisers, or even at times, of its publisher. All photographs and cartoons are by the publisher, unless otherwise noted. There are, of course, other ailments to fret over and a plethora of medications to cure us. Just watch the network news commercials to find out what's right for you. Activia will take care of the bloating and Viagra and Cialus will keep us guys firm when we want to be and there are more meds than stars in the sky for cholesterol and high blood pressure. Sometimes the ads don’t even tell us what the product cures...”Do you need Crestor? Ask your doctor!” Witness the discovery of new illnesses and ailments we I grew up under the shadow of nuclear obliteration. And yet, though the threat hovered on a grander scale, it didn’t seem nearly as ominous as the world feels today. Still, the idea that. such insanity might actually occur seemed impossible and, in fact, thinking of nuclear war was as fantastic as some of the “Twilight Zone” episodes my family gathered to watch every Friday night with a bowl of popcorn and two RC Colas. The threat hung over us like a science fiction movie. We participated in “disaster drills” at school, and saw the fallout shelter signs that dot- ted the city, and listened to Khruschev pound his shoe on a table at the United Nations, but only once did the fear Defend me from my friends. I can defend myself from my enemies. come close to home. For 13 days in October, during the second year of John Kennedy’s presidency, the United States and the Soviet Union almost went to war over missiles in Cuba and I vaguely sensed the gravity of the crisis. On the night Kennedy addressed the nation on television and announced a blockade of Cuba, I was playing in the basement with my friend Stat Geer—my mother called us upstairs to watch the president. “You should see this,” she said. “This is important.” Claude Louis Hector, Duc de Villars 1653-1734 As the two superpowers inched toward total war, everything changed. Before, the Cold War had been something I watched or heard about; now we had become a part of it. My father, not a man to be swept up by hysteria, was concerned enough to assemble a box of emergency supplies—canned goods, matches, flashlight—and kept them next to the back door. I saw a map of Jefferson County sprawled across the kitchen table; on it my dad had highlighted a route from our home into the country. It was our escape route. For the next few days, I measured the threat level by the proximity of that box to the trunk of our car. My parents shifted it several times. Finally, they removed the contents and threw out the box. The crisis was over. It’s the only 2 never knew were maladies in the first place. Chronic Dry Eye Disorder requires a dose of Rastasis. What about Restless Leg Syndrome? You can get a pill for that too. And did you know that Americans are developing a serious addiction to their Blackberries? Not the fruit. The handheld embellished cell phone. Blackberry victims are seeking professional help. Really. ABC's “World News Tonight” spent two evenings warning us of the risk of heartburn. Now every time I burp, I have a panic attack. But don’t worry, there’s a med for that too. A father boosts his son onto his shoulders and the boy gets whacked by a ceiling fan. Is it time to recall ceiling fans? A few years ago we learned that terrorists in Iraq were building roadside bombs to kill American troops. They called them “Improvised Explosive Devices” or IEDs. But recently the medical world grabbed those very same letters to describe another ailment. IED also means “Intermittent Explosive Disorder.” More medication please! My dad used to call it a temper tantrum and had his own effective ways of curing me. And consider “Celebrity Worship Disorder (CWD) and “Sweaty Palm Syndrome” (SPS) It doesn’t stop...an airline pilot is arrested and fired when he makes a wisecrack about a shoe bomb. An 11 year old is expelled from school for a year when he brings a plastic toy gun to school. And a six year old is suspended for a week for bringing a two inch pink squirt gun to class. A SIX year old. And finally, the threat of an allergic reaction to peanuts has all but eliminated them as a mid-flight snack on commercial flights. But don’t worry, an allergen-free peanut is being developed and may be available in the near future. Peanuts may return to flight-status after all—until terrorists find a way to conceal high explosives in nuts. And then the fear of peanuts will rise up all over again. Webster's says “fear” is “painful agitation in the presence or anticipation of danger.” But haven't we come to antici. pate perceived dangers so obsessively that we've forgotten the joy of living? Doesn’t there come a time when we need to acknowledge that being alive carries an element of risk, no matter how hard we try to avoid it? At the height of the Cold War, even President Eisenhow-