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Louis Napoleon (Napoleon III) – Part 1

This book is a great romp through middle 19th century Europe! Written by a stellar historian, it was a real page burner for well over a month.

In great and candid detail, often quoting from the personal correspondence of Louis, his wife Eugenie, Queen Victoria, the King of Prussia, other royal dignitaries and a host of European leaders, J. M.‘s research and writing skills are evident on every page.

Why was I interested in Louis Napoleon in the first place? Because I did a presentation on his failed Mexican empire adventure under Maximillian 1 (1861-66) and wondered who would have risked such an audacious scheme.

So who is Louis Napoleon, what is bonapartism and why was he driven to reinstate it in mid-nineteenth century France?

Louis (1808-73) was the nephew of the great Napoleon (1769-1821). He was the son of Napoleon’s younger brother Louis (1778-1846). Napoleons wife Josephine was his grandmother since his mother Hortense, was Napoleon’s step daughter. He was the only one of a number of cousins capable and driven enough to do try regaining power.

What is Bonapartism? A strong executive leader claims to stand above all social classes and political factions, ruling through plebiscites, bureaucracy, the military, and populist legitimacy rather than through constitutional checks.

By contrast, a monarchy is where sovereignty is vested in a hereditary ruler (king/queen), often justified by tradition, religion, or dynastic right. Republicanism is where political authority is not hereditary; sovereignty comes from the people, exercised through elected institutions. Finally, parliamentary government is where the executive (prime minister + cabinet) are accountable to an elected parliament, not directly to the people or a monarch.

Louis-Napoleon (Napoleon III) firmly believed Bonapartism was superior to both republicanism and monarchy because he saw it as the only system that could (1) restore order, (2) unify France, and (3) legitimize strong executive power through popular approval. He thought parliamentary government too chaotic, factional and ineffective. His strong views were shaped by his ideology, his personal ambitions, and the political crisis of France in the late 1840s and early 1850s.

Louis Napoleon circa 1848

Here is a link to his background and how he came to power here. And yes if you are wondering, President Trump does have bonapartist tendencies but American institutions – Congress, the Judiciary and Constitution are much stronger than French institutions were in 1848.

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BP Trafalgar Refinery in Oakville Ontario

Back in the day, I worked there for 8 months. My first job was as sample boy. I went out and drew product samples from various tanks like fuel oil, gasoline, propane and butane spheres. It was winter and I would drive the lab truck out to a tank, climb the stairs to the top, open the sample hatch and drop a weighted bottle on a cord with a cork top. Once immersed in the liquid, a quick flick of the wrist upward would dislodge the cork and the bottle would fill with liquid. On pressurized propane or butane tanks I would use a metal cylinder called a bomb with valves on each end. You connect one end to the tank/sphere, open the valves, flush it out on the ground to get rid of any water and then close the valves. I would then take these sample back to the lab for quality control testing.

I remember many a cold day that winter out in the tank farm. I could see the Toronto skyscrapers shimmering in the distance. I had trouble getting to work. I boarded at a friend’s house in Burlington and would catch a bus to the edge of Oakville. I would than have to walk 2 or 3 km or hitch hike from there! Often a colleague at work would see me and give me a lift. One day the lab manager asked me to drive the lab truck to Maple Leaf Gardens in downtown Toronto to pick up his hockey tickets for the weekend. Pretty cool I thought!

My second term that Fall was as shift tester in the lab. Various samples of products would be provided from the units or tank farm. I conducted freezing point, distillation, flash point and viscosity quality control tests on a rotating shift. At least I was inside then but I remember the constant smell of solvents like acetone and maybe even benzene which we used to clean the equipment – as well as our hands! I enjoyed joshing with the guys in the lab at coffee break and lunch when I worked the day shift. I remember the gas chromatograph guy who was very nice, the older engineer who picked me up as well as the good natured lab manager. Also one of the guys in the union who loved working stat holidays for the double time and a half pay lol.

That term I lived in Mississauga near Oakville boarding at another friend’s house. I had a car this time, a brand new VW Beetle that my mom had purchased for me. I remember listening to Green Eyed Lady on the radio and Led Zeppelin III on the tape deck. Cool!

As there were no oil refineries anywhere near my home in Ottawa, I really enjoyed these unique university coop work term experiences! Here are a few pics and the ChatGpt history of this refinery for which I have fond memories of.

Short version up front: the “Trafalgar” or Oakville refinery was built in the late 1950s, operated by Cities Service, bought by BP in the 1960s, later sold to Petro-Canada, and was decommissioned and closed in 2004–2005 (the site now functions as a storage/terminal). 

Key dates & facts

Commissioned 1958 — the refinery was built and began operations in 1958 (original owner: Cities Service Company).  Acquired by BP (early 1960s) — BP bought the Oakville/Trafalgar facility in the mid-1960s as it expanded its Canadian operations. The site was known locally as the BP Trafalgar Refinery.  Growth & capacity — over time the plant was expanded (1970s plans to add capacity are documented); historical BP material shows the Trafalgar refinery processed tens of thousands of barrels per day (period figures in reports show ~31,000 bpd in 1969 and later references list up to roughly 90,000 bpd as a peak/combined figure in later summaries).  Sale to Petro-Canada (1982) — BP’s Canadian refining/marketing assets (including the Oakville/Trafalgar site) were sold to Petro-Canada in the early 1980s. The refinery then operated under Petro-Canada.  Closure & decommissioning (2004–2005) — Petro-Canada permanently shut and decommissioned the Oakville refinery around 2004–2005. The company cited the cost of meeting new, stricter low-sulphur gasoline rules and the small/less-efficient scale of the plant as reasons for closure. Decommissioning took place in late 2004 into 2005.  Aftermath / equipment sale — parts of the refinery equipment were shipped (or planned to be shipped) overseas — there was a plan to re-erect equipment in Pakistan (Indus Refinery Project), though some components were not ultimately reassembled there; the Oakville site was retained in part for storage/terminal operations (Suncor/Petro-Canada legacy). 

Local details / name

The facility is commonly called the Trafalgar Refinery or Oakville Refinery in local archives; examples and photos appear in the Oakville museum / town collections (site address listed historically as 1225 Trafalgar Road). 

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Sun Tube

This is a photo of the Sun Tube factory at 145 Spruce Street in Ottawa in the 60s courtesy of the Ottawa Journal.

I worked there on the midnight shift during the summer of 1968. My friend Steve was working there and told me about a summer job opportunity. As “box boy” I was responsible for ensuring shipping boxes were at the end of each line for packing empty Crest tooth paste tubes into that they produced there. I was paid $1.40/hr I recall.

It was a ball!

They had 2 or 3 production lines. Starting with a sheet of lead coated tin or perhaps aluminum about .25” thick, a punch stamped out circular discs. The discs would then be punched into the tube shape, narrow at one end and open at the other. It must have been loud. The tubes would then be painted with the Crest logo, wording and colours and then placed open end up in the boxes. I would move the loaded boxes onto a skid and move them to the shipping room. They were shipped by truck to a factory in Hamilton where they were filled. Can’t remember how the threaded end was made and if caps were installed there but I think so.

Pretty cool.

1960s Crest Toothpaste Tube

There would be frequent equipment breakdowns and the line would stop while the male mechanic fixed something. I recall the rest of the line workers were women of various ages. Some were French speaking or people of colour. We used to have two 15 min smoke breaks and a 30 min lunch break that were timed.

A much more modern production line

I remember sitting out on the open dock behind the blue door you can see in the photo and puffing away with a few women in the middle of the warm night. I remember too the solvent room where they stored enamel and paint solvents. You could not breathe in there due to the extremely strong solvent smell – very unhealthy for the individuals who had to go in there frequently.

Not sure how I got to work. Probably took the 52 bus route which got me close and then I had to walk a few blocks. Met a nice guy named Tom who had a car. Well didn’t we befriend a couple of nice girls also working there for the summer who we tried to visit in Hull where they were staying. Could not find their place I recall. After the summer we visited them in Cornwall once or twice and probably took them to Massena, NY to The Club for a drink.

Sadly the factory closed in the 70s or 80s as everything moved to plastic. Still have fond memories that were triggered yesterday by hearing BJ Thomas’s Hooked on a Feeling. Also playing on the radio that summer was the Bee Gees hit I’ve Got to get a message to you. Enjoy the memories too if you’re old enough lol!

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The Ottawa Valley’s Great Fire of 1870

That’s the Madawaska River in the corner

Almonte HS teacher, historian and friend Terry Currie wrote and self-published this book in 2009. At the time it was the first comprehensively researched complete story of this cataclysmic event.

On August 17, 1870, locals woke up to yet another hot day. Since there had been no rain since April, Carleton County was a tinder box. That day, a work gang was clearing brush near Blakeney in the process of extending the rail line right-of-way from Almonte to Pakenham and beyond.

They would pile up the dry brush and burn it off. Suddenly a strong southerly wind caught the flames and blew them north across the line into the woods. The fire was immediately out of control heading north and NW towards Carp and Pakenham.

No one in the path knew what was happening until they were nearly engulfed in flames. As Terry explains in detail, the Press were very limited in their ability to find out what was going on and inform everyone. People and animals fled but there was nowhere to go. Farm families would put a ladder down their wide diameter well and climb down to escape. Those who ran back to the farmhouse to retrieve some heirlooms often died.

Can you imagine the terror – a wall of fire several kilometres wide – and nothing you can do! There were no rural fire departments in those days. The fire burned all day and night advancing as far as Arnprior and Fitzroy. On the 18th the wind changed to westerly with gusts as high as 140 km/hr. This carried the fire all the way to Dows Lake in Ottawa, south to Westport and into Quebec by jumping the Ottawa River at Britannia.

My home town Arnprior was saved by the Madawaska River and shifting winds. All told 3000 farms were completely destroyed and as many as 20 people were killed creating 8000 refugees. Ottawa was saved at the last minute by flooding Preston Street. Places like Bells Corners and Stittsville were completely wiped out. The fire continued to smoulder until the mid-September when heavy rains finally came.

In the aftermath, governments were very stingy in assisting people to rebuild. But gradually, farms and infrastructure were rebuilt until today, you would not know. There is an area south of Almonte called the burnt lands where the soil was burnt down to the limestone. Will have to check this out.

Thank you Terry for this interesting if tragic bit of local Valley history.

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KPLZ

I’ve had a battle with ChatGpt lately. The popular AI platform says KPLZ 101.5 Seattle never had a program called Friday Night Jazz. Well I happened to have recorded this program on 6 separate occasions way back in 1982 when I was living in North Vancouver.

So here is the proof. It’s a short sample of the full audio cassette recording I made of the program on April 2, 1982.

So I uploaded this file to ChatGpt and it now has adjusted its database accordingly. It really was a great radio program playing crossover jazz and fusion artists like Bobby Caldwell, Maynard Ferguson, the Yellowjackets, Grover Washington, Spyro Gyra, etc. Tom Reddick was the announcer.

In case you don’t know what music I am talking about, I leave you with a couple of samples. It really was groundbreaking music at the time – the precursor I suppose to Smooth Jazz which I don’t really like. Yes, I know, this is all trivial pursuit but great memories nevertheless.

Dave

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What is to be Done?

There was a time when I read a lot of Russian novels written by names like Lermentov, Sholokov, Turgenev, Tolstoy, Gogol and Dostoevsky. I even remember meeting a guy in the 70s who always had a fat Russian novel in his back pocket! Bookstores carried half a dozen of these Russian authors on their front shelves. Not like that anymore. Recently I came across the following book written by Russian philosopher and writer Nikolai Chernyshevsky in 1863 while he was in jail for subversive ideas in Czarist Russia. I decided to give it a read, all 500 pages!

Ii is about a young man (Lopukhov) who rescues a beautiful young woman (Vera Pavlona) from her controlling mother who is trying to marry her off to a rich man she hates. She suffers immensely under her mother’s control and Lopukhov takes pity on her and falls in love. He helps her move out, find a job and eventually they get married.

However their relationship is somewhat stilted in that they agree to sleep in separate rooms and only get together in a neutral middle room. After a few years, she has a dream where she falls in love with her husband’s best friend (Kirsanov). After she tells her husband of this dream, he senses that it is true and that his best friend loves Vera too. He is so concerned for his wife’s (and friend’s) happiness that he decides to get out of their way by faking his own suicide. She is then free and indeed does marry her new paramour Kirsanov without feelings of guilt. They both are very happy.

But that is not the end. Lukanov comes back disguised as an American and marries the daughter of a formerly rich man in St. Petersburg. They get together with the Kirsanovs socially and become the best of friends. Both couples end up living next door to each other in harmony and friendship. A highly complicated and unlikely plot you say? I agree. How does someone ever think of this kind of story?

One of the themes in the book is how can a young woman properly discern the needs of a man she meets in order to decide if she should marry him, when she herself has little life experience? Another is the need for women and men to first develop their minds through reading, study and discipline in order to assume a productive life that will benefit society. While married to Lopukhov, Vera starts up a very successful seamstress business built on revolutionary cooperative principles where no one person owns the company and all employees share in the profits.

Then another character appears briefly who is sent by Lopukov without any prior instruction to speak to Vera before she decides to marry Kirsanov. His name is Rakhmetov and he becomes the moral compass of the novel. Born of rich parents, he renounces his wealth, educates himself and develops extreme self discipline. He sleeps on a bed of nails literally, abstains from romantic relationships and alcohol and lives in poverty by choice.

He’s a contrast to Lopukhov and Kirsanov, who are rational and kind but still live fairly ordinary lives with love and comfort. Rakhmetov is on a whole other level — the embodiment of absolute revolutionary purity. His character becomes the blueprint for the future “revolutionary” type in Russian literature and politics.

Xi Jinping, China’s Premier recently quoted Rakhmetov’s influence on him personally in an interesting article here….So this apparently unreadable book has long been an inspiration for current and previous Communist leaders/revolutionaries. Wow, what a tribute to this book.

This book is really about the search for social, economic and political reform in 19th century Russia. A great read in my view, 9 out of 10 stars since Cehernevsky does ramble on at times.

(In 1864, Chernyshevski was sentenced to seven years of hard labor, followed by exile in Siberia. He spent over two decades in harsh conditions, which severely affected his health. In 1883, he was allowed to return to European Russia, and died in Saratov at the age of 61 (per ChatGPT)

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Game Theory – History of Open Options Corp

This detailed history of Open Options in Waterloo, ON mentions Tom Mitchell, CEO. I worked with him briefly at Imperial Oil back in the mid 70s. Article fails to mention Dr Gerry Sullivan, a cofounder of Open Options, who was in my engineering class at U of Waterloo. I would have really enjoyed working with these guys.

From the Globe and Mail: 16,777,236 – https://www.theglobeandmail.com/report-on-business/rob-magazine/16777236/article1353357/

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Sisters of the Visitation of Holy Mary

In 1957 or 58, I briefly attended Hilson Ave Public School in Ottawa’s west end near Island Park Drive. We were living on nearby Northwestern Ave while our new house on Georgina Dr further west was being completed. I was in grade 2 or 3.

After school I would walk home east along the sidewalk. I remember very clearly a tall stone wall that sheltered some kind of institution behind. You could not see anything at all – just the big wall. I remember wondering who is in there and what are they doing? It was a big mystery until recently.

The other day I drove by. The area has been developed now, the wall is gone and you can walk right up beside what I have since learned was the Monastery of the Visitation of Holy Mary. It’s very interesting history is documented here.

Wow, a cloistered group of nuns – as many as 60 of them – spent their whole adult life in total silence, dedicated to the love of God. In today’s secular world, it is hard to believe that just a generation ago, religion was that strongly embedded in our culture and that many of these places existed and thrived.

I found an absolutely fascinating video where in 1981, local journalist Charlotte Gobeil visited the Sisters Adorers of the Precious Blood contemplative monastery also in Ottawa, to show to the outside world what these sisters’ life was like. A little long, and sometimes awkward due to the language issues, it is well worth the watch here.

All this makes me wonder how important religion still is to Canadians. Very much so it seems when it comes to baptisms, weddings and funerals. Less so in terms of regular church attendance. Religion is largely a private affair in Canada and nowhere as culturally embedded or as participatory as it is in Mexico where there are religious festivals, shrines and images everywhere.

The Sisters of the Visitation of Mary were a beautiful Order but largely gone now. But so too is that wall. Hopefully the site will be preserved.

The Elms Villa dating from 1865 with the Monastery behind dating from 1913

Here is some additional info: Here

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Rosecrans vindicated at Chicamauga?

After reading various accounts of exactly what led to the creation of the fateful gap in the Union lines on the 2nd day at the Battle of Chicamauga, I am somewhat of the opinion it was not Rosecrans fault.

First of all who is Rosecrans and what was Chicamauga?

Major General William Starke Rosecrans c 1863

Major General Rosecrans (Old Rosy) was commander of the Army of the Cumberland on that fateful day Sept 20, 1863. A West Point graduate, he had worked his way up from 2nd lieutenant starting in 1842 in the Army Corps of Engineers. He was a civil engineering professor and superintendent of a coal company before rejoining the Union Army in 1861. At the Battle of Chicamauga he was in charge of 60,000 troops facing Confederate Major General Braxton Bragg who outnumbered him with 65,000 troops that day. He was generally recorded as the best general the Union had in the west and had just skilfully maneuvered Bragg out of Chattanooga with minimal losses.

Portrait by Kurz and Allison courtesy Wikipedia

The Battle of Chicamauga was fought over 2 days in Sept 1863 around the Chicamauga Creek in northern Georgia just south of Chattanooga, TN. As such it was the second deadliest of all US Civil War battles with 34,600 total casualties behind only the Battle of Gettysburg which had occurred just 2 months prior. We toured the Chicamauga site in 2012 and that was when I first learned of General Longstreet’s breakthrough and the splitting of the Union lines in the late morning of day 2.

The Snodgrass House around which Major General Thomas rallied his troops in the afternoon to fend off the Confederates after their breakthrough

Union General Thomas (who was to become known as “The Rock of Chicamauga” for his heroic stand later that day) was heavily attacked on the morning of day 2 by a superior number of Confed forces under Gen Leonas Polk (see above courtesy Wikipedia). He sends an aid, nephew Sanford Cobb Kellogg down the lines to the right seeking reinforcements to come to his aid. Kellogg asks Brig Gen Brannon if he would help out and move his men north to help his uncle George out. Brannon naturally reluctant to move without Rosecrans approval, awaits confirmation.

When Kellogg reaches Rosecrans headquarters, there is a naturally quite a bedlam of activity. By some reports Kellogg makes it known that Brannon had already moved out which indeed was not the case. In a panic, Rosecrans dictates an order to fill the unauthorized (and unexisting) gap to Brig Gen Wood to “close-up and support Reynolds” divisions. “Close-up” in military jargon means to link up with while “support” means to get behind of. So in fact the order was slightly ambiguous in the actual context. The order was written down by a secondary aid verbatim as Rosecrans primary aid was busy documenting other orders and would have known that Brannon had not moved out and so would have stopped the order from being issued.

So the order reaches Wood who looks left and sees Brannan is still there so there is no way to link up with Reynolds. But because he had been scolded publically by Rosecrans just that day for not promptly obeying orders, he decides the order must mean to pull back and go behind Brannan and come up behind Reynolds in support. This he does creating an unintentional gap in the Union lines that the order was meant to prevent from happening in the first place. 20 minutes later Longstreet’s Corps by chance is ordered to charge the Union line at the exact spot where Wood had just pulled out of and hence the massive breakthrough.

Courtesy Wikipedia

After thinking about this, it seems to me Rosecrans was given false information by Kellogg and possibly others which led to the debacle. Rosecrans was dismissed as a result, rather unfairly in my view.

For a somewhat supportive view of this please read the following report about the irony of this whole affair here.

So why have I bored you with the details of this? Because I made a brief presentation on this subject at our most recent National Capital Civil War Roundtable study group. See their website info here.

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SS Athenia

SS Athenia in Montreal 1933 (photo courtesy Wikipedia)

The Steam Ship Athenia was a transatlantic passenger liner that worked between the UK and eastern Canada from 1923 to 1939. It was the first UK ship sunk by Germany in WW II. My Aunt Joan was a passenger on the ill fated crossing and survived. 117 passengers and crew did not including Joan’s brother Alan. My cousin Anne tells the story:

“82 years ago today, on September 3, 1939, the first day of World War II, the British passenger ship “SS Athenia” was torpedoed in the North Atlantic. My mother Joan, age 6, her brother Alan, age 7, and their mother Dorothy were aboard that ship.

They had boarded 2 days earlier on Sept 1 in Liverpool. They had been visiting family in England. My grandfather Edward sent word for them to return home to Montreal early as there was talk of war starting up in Europe. And 2 days into their journey – on Sept 3, war was officially declared between Germany and England.

The ship was overcrowded and behind schedule because they had taken on extra passengers. The captain was sailing in a zig zag pattern to make up time. The windows had all been painted black to avoid detection at night. But still this was an elegant passenger ship and at 7 pm that evening, most passengers were having supper in the dining room.

At the same time a German U-boat, U-30, captained by Fritz Lemp surfaced and spotted “ Athenia” in the distance and misidentified it as a merchant ship. He fired 3 torpedoes and missed the target on the first and third but hit the ship with the 2nd. Lemp submerged so he could get closer to fire again.

On board “Athenia” there was an explosion and the ship began to list. When U-30 surfaced again they were close enough to realize they had mistakenly fired on a passenger ship but Lemp fired again and missed and then submerged and fled the scene. He did not admit his error for years and it was not officially acknowledged by Germany until after the war.

Back on “Athenia” the overcrowded lifeboats were launched. Joan, Alan & Dorothy made it into a lifeboat together but in the ensuing chaos, young Alan was lost. Joan and Dorothy, like many of the other passengers suffering from hypothermia & frost bite after spending the night in the cold North Atlantic were eventually rescued by the Norwegian ship “MS Knute Nelson”. Alan’s body was never recovered and for years afterwards whenever an orphan boy was found (as often happened during the war) my grandfather would travel to see if it was Alan. The loss of Alan was a wound that never healed in their family.

My mom died this week (on Sept 1, 82 years after boarding “Athenia”) and although she was very ill, this event was very much on her mind. She wanted to talk about it and about Alan. I sincerely hope that their spirits have finally been reunited and that the Alan shaped hole in her heart has finally been filled.”

Here is a link that lists Allen Vincent as a casuality of this monstrous war crime. Thank you Anne for telling the story.

Here is a link that provides detailed historical information about this sad event.

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