Move Mount McKinley to Ohio

Sunday’s edition of The Seattle Times had a story from the Anchorage Daily News on the long time argument over what to call the highest peak in the United States. Deenalee from the Koyukon language? Denaze from Upper Kuskokwim, Denadhe from Tanana, Dghelay Ka’a in Upper Inlet Dena’ina, Dghili Ka’a in Lower Inlet Dena’ina and Dghelaay Ce’e in Ahtna.

Or Denali from the Koyukon name.

Or McKinley from a gold prospector named William Dickey in 1897 and now from another gold digger in 2025.

The indigenous people in Alaska had many names for the mountain, mostly having to do with its size — 20,310 feet tall. Later visitors were not any more original as Russians called it “Bulshaia Gora,” which means “big one.”

Then came Dickey, coming out of an Alaskan wilderness and hearing about William McKinley being nominated as the Republican presidential candidate for the 1896 election (we’d have been better off with William Jennings Bryan, the Democrat nominee).

And then the argument started: McKinley or Denali? Alaskans liked Denali; people in Ohio, home to the 25th president, liked McKinley.

We could make everyone happy if Alaskans kept the name they liked, and Ohioans named the highest point in their state Mount McKinley.

For a photo of the new Mount McKinley, press here.

Watch your step down to 1,549.09 feet. It’s a big one.

Criticism, not praise, a way to improve your life

“The problem with most people is they would be rather ruined by praise than saved by criticism.”

This came from the Filson magazine in an article about Riekert Hattingh, captain of the Seattle Seawolves pro rugby team. The quote is a motto Riekert’s father, Drikus Hattingh, lived by.

I’d like to say that I’m not much for seeking out praise, but I have to admit that I do not handle criticism very well. In fact, I hate it. However, when looking back, I can see that I have done better, made some improvements, bettered my life, after considering criticism.

As Riekert says in the article, “To this day, he (his father) challenges me to improve myself continually in all aspects of life.“

“We have seen the best of our times. . .”

Thank you Virginia Woolf for Rattigan Glumphoboo and inspiring me to go straight to my blog and post “whenever anything popped violently” into my head. Just finished a class on Shakespeare’s “King Lear,” and this rose up:

“These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us. Though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by sequent effects. Love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide. In cities, mutinies; in countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and the bond cracked ‘twixt son and father. . . . the King falls from bias of nature, there’s father against child. We have seen the best of our time. Machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all ruinous disorders follow us disquietly to our graves.”