Hébert Labs


The following informally document and report on projects I have undertaken. These reports are not edited for formal publication, so you may find grammatical errors but you won't likely find footnotes. Some will describe efforts to develop and expand my in-house capabilities, or maybe aspects of other ongoing projects. Still others will just be about something I found interesting.


My uniform insignia

All roads lead to Rome, but not by design. That all roads led to Rome was a reflection of Rome's importance, since it was the one place that everyone, at some point, would need to go.

In order to appreciate the import of the adage, you need to understand its origin. You need to understand that Roman roads were not centrally planned. They evolved naturally, from nothing more than the beaten paths of those who went before. There was no dictate or decree that all roads had to lead to Rome. They just did.

Now since they weren't planned (and possibly since Descartes wouldn't invent his now famous orthogonal coordinate system until the 17th Century), Roman roads did not meet at right angles. They evolved naturally like blood vessels and leaf veins and rivers; when two roads met they joined and formed a fork in the road.

Only Romans didn't call them "forks in the road" (possibly because the fork wouldn't be invented until the 10th Century). When two roads met and joined, forming an intersection of three roads, the Romans called it a threeroad, or if you prefer a threeway. And since they spoke Latin they pronounced it "tri-via" (tri = three, via = road or way).

It was at these intersections, these trivias, that the Romans would display public notices on wooden stakes, or posts, which is why we still call it "posting a notice." And these public notices, postings if you will, consisted of random and unrelated topics, so now you know why we still call such information "trivia."

Here's a bit of trivia for you. The State of Louisiana is the only state in the union that calls its counties "parishes." And one of those parishes is named "Calcasieu," an Indian word meaning "crying eagle."

And in the mid 1980s, I worked part time as a deputy sheriff in and for the parish of Calcasieu, LA.