Feeling a bit maudlin today.
Now that the first Ebola case in the United States has been diagnosed, we know that the infection of the entire nation is imminent. Because of this very real possibility, it is time to build a fence around the entirety of Texas, all 3029 miles, in order to keep the rest of the country safe from diseased Texans.
Really, turnabout is fair play:
In the Georgia Senate this resolution was offered:
"Resolved, That His Excellency, President Pierce, be requested to employ a sufficient number of able-bodied Irishmen to proceed to the State of Vermont, and to dig a ditch around the limits of the same, and to float 'the thing' into the Atlantic."
If We Trod It Not Again
I love roads:The goddesses that dwellFar along invisibleAre my favorite gods.Roads go onWhile we forget, and areForgotten like a starThat shoots and is gone.
PS--Speaking of roads.
Old Man Yells At Internet
Athenae finds somebody who cannot accept the fact that he had to spend a lifetime in detention for being a curmudgeon.
Other Than That, How's The Editing, Mr Kessler?
Politico has edited the column that blamed Obama for his own potential assassination:
Editor’s note: Some readers have misinterpreted the original last line of Kessler’s article as somehow suggesting that the president should be held responsible in the event of his own assassination. That couldn’t be further from the truth, and we’re sorry if anyone interpreted Kessler’s meaning in any other way.
Here is the original:
Agents tell me it’s a miracle an assassination has not already occurred. Sadly, given Obama’s colossal lack of management judgment, that calamity may be the only catalyst that will reform the Secret Service.
It’s a mystery how anyone could have thought the author was blaming Obama.
Given Obama's colossal lack of management judgment, it's amazing this column was published. Why won't he lead?
Home In Vermont
On the way home from dropping off our very special visitor at the airport.
Plaintiffs And Preferred Choices Aren't Necessary
But actual injury is:
Haney sued the Democratic Party on behalf of Kansan David Orel, who claimed that Democrats disenfranchised him and other Democratic voters in the state when Taylor dropped out of the race. However, Orel’s claims have been undermined by the fact that he is the father of one of Republican Gov. Sam Brownback’s senior staffers.
Not having the options you want isn't disenfranchisement--write the fucker in, or choose another candidate on the ballot. All else is a white man's problem.
why think separately?
life and death:
look at spirit
how it fuses with earth
giving it new life
why are you so busy
with this or that or good or bad
pay attention to how things blend
why talk about all
the known and the unknown
see how the unknown merges into the known
We went on an expotition to find flowers.
The Greenway (aka our driveway) is looking a bit less green.
Bog Road, looking south.
The Bog, looking north.
Chalmers the gnome watches leaves fall on our path to school.
Our southern exposure finally getting a little sunlight.
A Whole Half A Decade
Somehow, this kid is 5 today.
A Lovely Day
And back to Jeffersonville for dinner and a crescent.
Whatever Happened To Saturday Night?
We Stand United Against You
Jackson, the Justice Department said residents had told its investigators that officers policing protest sites on Tuesday in Ferguson were seen wearing "I am Darren Wilson" bracelets.
The letter said the bracelets had "upset and agitated" people and "reinforce the very 'us versus them' mentality that many residents of Ferguson believe exists."
I understand there's a certain esprit de corps amongst cops--makes total sense--but who was the fucking marketing genius who thought up the idea of having them visibly stand in a way that the larger community would see less than positively? It's a puzzle why people in Ferguson think the police might be a little biased...
Live Your Life As Light
One hopes this is done many places:
October 2, 2014 marks the 145th anniversary of Mahatma Gandhi’s birth. Schools over the United States will be reading the Grandfather Gandhi “Live Your Life as Light” Pledge over morning announcements to celebrate his contributions to the world.
Educator tools and whatnot at the link.
Let's Call The Whole Thing Off
Another call for a new constitution:
What systemic changes would take place under this new, more sensible, and decidedly just Constitution?
It would limit the number of terms a representative or senator could serve, so as to introduce fresh blood from a pool of more visible talent. (Does 12 years sound reasonable?) It would not allow ex-congressmen to trade on their insider connections for at least five years–which might then produce fewer power-engrossing lawyer-politicians and more–let’s be really optimistic here–systems engineer- or bioethicist-politicians, i.e., problem solvers with a useful trade to fall back on after public service.
Next, let’s reform the debased Supreme Court by reducing tenure from life to 10 years. (Honestly, who’s not tired of Scalia?)
This is the thing. We all know the solution to our sorest problem. Let’s spell out what everyone’s saying, but voters, en masse, have failed to press for hard enough. It’s all the friggin’ campaign contributions. No more fundraising. Period.
I'm on board. Sounds like a decent outline of a more modern frame of government for a continental, monied nation. Which is why this will most likely never be signed, let alone ratified, even in the strange chance a convention actually happened.
But hey, let's dream. That's the only way to ever make something happen. I wonder if we're really that much different than the nascent USA in 1786 under the Articles, when unanimity was required to make anything happen nationally.
Anyway, I like term-limiting Congress. 2 for Senators sounds great. What about 4 for Reps, with 3-year terms, just to get out of the box? And 10 years for SCOTUS would be okay, I guess, but I'd be more for 2 terms with automatic renomination and reconfirmation, or just 20 years straight up.
And how about taking a page from the CSA with 1 presidential term pegged at 6 years? No more re-election battles, longer time to fight with a Congress that has greater rotation and different midterms, if not completely eliminated. And maybe it will keep the Southern states around, just for nostalgia.
Speaking of which, Convention would give us a great opportunity to reasses whether or not we want to all stick together. Maybe we could agree to split up amicably. We can work out the issues of army bases and Federal land and whatnot, shake hands and walk away. But anyway...
PS--I'll spare you my typical backlinkages on calls for convention. If you're drunk and bored and care, start here.
In the realm of internet slang, the word this, rather than simply standing in for nouns or noun phrases, has stepped up to replace longer descriptions or discussions. This, when posted with a link to an article, video, song, or the like, can take on meanings as varied as "You should watch this thing I just posted because it’s really great," "This song represents me," or "I totally agree with this article and your life will be better after having read it." This is supremely vague and can morph to fill numerous purposes, though people tend to use this to indicate that they like, relate to, or agree with the thing they’re referencing. Sometimes people will caption these sorts of links with the standalone "THIS," or the extended "This is everything." Whether they use one word or three, people feel that the link or the excerpt they’ve posted is powerful enough to do the talking for them.
The history of this used in this particular context is relatively short. Know Your Meme dates it to sometime shortly before 2009, when a user on Yahoo! Answers posted a question asking why people write "this" under quoted forum posts, suggesting that this usage, as of 2009, was widespread enough to be noticed, but not so common as to be universally understood. Sometimes this appears preceded by a caret (^this), and sometimes it appears in all caps followed by a period (THIS.). This started out in forums and social media posts, and then made its way to the heavily trafficked pages of sites like Gawker.
Follow The Cigar Smoke, Find The White Privilege There
A member of the 1491s speaks out after a little white lady cries when confronted with actual NDNs:
I’m a big dude—6’1”, and a lotta meat on the bones. But a blonde little wisp of a girl completely freaked me out as I waited in line for the bathroom. “Is that shirt supposed to be funny?” she asked motioning to my satirical “Caucasians” T-shirt. And then she said, “I’ll fucking cut you.” Actually, she didn’t scare me so much as the wannabe linebackers standing behind her who looked like they wanted to make good on her threat.
On one level, I get it. I’m walking around with an ironic T-shirt on, being a Native in the middle of FedEx Field with a camera crew from “The Daily Show” nearby. But amid the jeers, mocking and threats, did I cry, and accuse them of ambush? No, because I knew what I was getting myself into. It’s “The Daily Show.” I know the format. More than that though, I didn’t back down or break down because I knew in my heart and conscience I was doing the right thing, as silly as the method may have been.
I think back to the tailgate: the man blowing cigar smoke in my face, the man who mockingly yelled, “Thanks for letting us use your name!”, the group who yelled at us to “go the fuck home,” the little waif who threatened to cut me, the dude who blew the train horn on his truck as I walked by the hood. I think of all of that, and I think back to O’Dell crying and trying desperately to get out of the room full of calm Natives. I thought she was crying because she was caught unawares and was afraid. But I realized that was her defense mechanism, and that by overly dramatizing her experience, she continued to trivialize ours. It was privilege in action. And as I realized these things, something else became incredibly clear: She knew she was wrong.
It's so hard to be a Washington Epithets fan today.
PS--This brought to mind the Oregon baker sobbing about having to make a cake for lesbians. Similar sort of privilege.
In line at Costco, Sam delared that he would shoot me and eat me, so I asked who would cook his dinner? He said, "nobody, because I will eat the whole entire universe!"
Then I told him about this:
Hungry Mungry sat at supper,
Took his knife and spoon and fork,
Ate a bowl of mushroom soup, ate a slice of roasted pork,
Ate a dozen stewed tomatoes, twenty-seven deviled eggs,
Fifteen shrimps, nine bakes potatoes,
Thirty-two fried chicken legs,
A shank of lamb, a boiled ham,
Two bowls of grits, some black-eye peas,
Four chocolate shakes, eight angel cakes,
Nine custard pies with Muenster cheese,
Ten pots of tea, and after he,
Had eaten all that he was able,
He poured some broth on the tablecloth
And ate the kitchen table.
His parents said, "Oh Hungry Mungry, stop these silly jokes."
Mungry opened up his mouth, and "Gulp," he ate his folks.
And then he went and ate his house, all the bricks and wood,
And then he ate up all the people in the neighborhood.
Up came twenty angry policeman shouting, "Stop and cease."
Mungry opened his mouth and "Gulp," he ate the police.
Soldiers came with tanks and guns.
Said Mungry, "They can't harm me."
He just smiled and licked his lips and ate the U.S. Army.
The President sent all his bombers--Mungry still was calm,
Put his head back, gulped the planes, and gobbled up the bomb.
He ate his town and ate the city--ate and ate and--
And then he said, "I think I'll eat the whole United States."
And so he ate Chicago first and munched the Water Tower,
And then he chewed on Pittsburgh but he found it rather sour.
He ate New York and Tennessee, and all of Boston town,
Then drank the Mississippi River just to wash it down.
And when he'd eaten every state, each puppy, boy and girl
He wiped his mouth upon his sleeve and went to eat the world.
He ate the Egypt pyramids and every church in Rome,
And all the grass in Africa and all in ice in Nome.
He ate each hill in green Brazil and then to make things worse
He decided for dessert he'd eat the universe.
He started with the moon and stars and soon as he was done
He gulped the clouds, he sipped the wind and gobbled up the sun.
Then sitting there in the cold dark air,
He started to nibble his feet,
Then his legs, then his hips
Then his neck, then his lips
Till he sat there just gnashin' his teeth
'Cause nothin' was nothin' was
Nothin' was nothin' was
Nothin' was left to eat.
'cause Shel Silverstein was already on my mind.
Stupid Is As Seditious Does
"Without justice, what kind of God are we worshipping?"
Rabbis and others struggle with Rosh Hashanah After Gaza.
This is clearly about Sadie:
Where did you get such a dirty face,My darling dirty-faced child?I got it from crawling along in the dirtAnd biting two buttons off Jeremy’s shirt.I got it from chewing the roots of a roseAnd digging for clams in the yard with my nose.I got it from peeking into a dark caveAnd painting myself like a Navajo brave.I got it from playing with coal in the binAnd signing my name in cement with my chin.I got if from rolling around on the rugAnd giving the horrible dog a big hug.I got it from finding a lost silver mineAnd eating sweet blackberries right off the vine.I got it from ice cream and wrestling and tearsAnd from having more fun than you’ve had in years.
You Didn't Think Martians Would Use Lasers, Did You?
I'm Too Poor To Even Pay Attention To This Chart
I hear rich people built lots of nice stuff during the Gilded Age.
The First Amendments To Be
Oh lookie what happened on September 25, 1789:
The Senate proceeded to consider the message from the House of Representatives of the 24th, with amendments to the amendments of the Senate to "Articles to be proposed to the Legislatures of the several States, as amendments to the constitution of the United States;" and,
Resolved, That the Senate do concur in the amendments proposed by the House of Representatives to the amendments of the Senate.
Took over 2 years to ratify the Bill of Rights (um...1st through 10th), not to mention over 200 years to ratify the Compensation Amendment (27th). I think they're still a bit misunderstood to this day, especially that one about Militas.
Oddly enough, methinks Tenthers are still smarting about Ike's application of the Second in Little Rock on this date in 1957...
I'd Write About Caffeine Kills Productivity, But I Need More Coffee
Well, shit: I'm just going through withdrawal all day long?
I'd Write About Clicktivism, But It Sounds Like A Lot Of Work
I'm Gonna Have About 30 Kids
Down Bog Road.
C exhorts Zoey to follow us.
I Will Never Doubt Kirk Cameron Again
It turns out that I was wrong and Kirk Cameron was right. Evolution should be able to produce a crocoduck.
And it did.
Hemant Mehta pointed out on his blog that a paleontologist Paul Sereno described the recently-rediscovered Spinosaurus aegyptiacus as “a chimera — half duck, half crocodile.” See Science magazine for more details.
And so I will admit it. I was wrong about the crocoduck – just as Kirk Cameron was wrong about evolution.
This just proves that science knows nothing, so evolution can be easily dismissed.