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Maggie's FarmWe are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for. |
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Tuesday, November 24. 2009The MSM silence on Climategate
Indeed. Here's the BBC on the climate issue of the day: (That's odd - the experts said the tropics weren't affected by AGW, didn't they?) And here's how ABC handles it: ABC News Instead Runs Headline, "Worse Than the Worst: Climate Report Says Even Most Dire Predictions Too Tame"
How the American yoots of today live - plus Squanto and AugustinePutting one of the BD pups and friends on the plane today to Barcelona or Madrid - I forget which - heading to the wedding of a friend since nursery school and a little vacation. I advised them to live on tapas, and, even if it is a boring food, to try paella in Spain once, just to be able to have done it. Paella in Spain for Thanksgiving? The American yoots of today have it good. We often forget that Squanto had been to Spain - and to England too, before the Pilgrims met the fine dude who doubtless spoke his English with a refined Brit accent. And we picked up the BD baby at the airport Friday night after the first few eventful months at college (including a grueling hospitalization with Swine Flu pneumonia - she has been otherwise in perfect health and is finally all better now). After the airport, right to the baby's favorite little Thai place for a late supper. Very hot mango curry. Then home, at which point the likable and polite boyfriend shortly appears, and out they go. The yoots of today have it good. Saturday, she slept until 11, then did the big drive down to NYC - If You Can Drive It in NY, You Can Drive it Anywhere - to meet her big sister to see Men of Iron (basically Troilus and Cressida - I saw it the previous weekend with the $10 tix). Then home for supper (steak and string beans with lemon juice and olive oil), then out again with pals. She was out all day Sunday after throwing in a few loads of wash for us to deal with. I have no idea where, but that's fine with me. The really good news is that she is obeying the "who pays the piper calls the tune" Bird Dog College Rules (which I once posted here): You gotta take the list of courses I require, since colleges these days do not require much real education despite the big $. Thus she is taking the year-long Great Books course (modeled after my Columbia required course), so I can now happily discuss Genesis, Augustine, Hesiod, Boethius, Aquinas, Homer, etc with her. It's about time. Good fun. Can't wait to discuss Calvin and Adam Smith and Locke with her. And later, Chem and Biochem - but especially Geology 1. (I believe if you don't know basic geology, you don't know what the heck you are looking at when you go outdoors just like if you don't take Econ 1 and 2 you don't know how the world works - unless or until you have a real job or two in the real world, of course.) She said at supper Friday "Everybody I know at school is studious as hell." She also said "My friends and I can't decide whether we like Augustine or not." Said I, with the wisdom of age, "What does 'like' have to do with it?"
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Back before global warming
Before AGW/climate change, Mars was wet and humid.
Chestnut logs
By 1940, essentially all American Chestnuts, a dominant climax tree (and a major mast-producing tree - once the major food of Turkey, Deer and lots of other critters) of American forests, were killed by the blight. Their wood has a remarkable durability and their somewhat rusty-colored carcasses can still be seen in our woodlands. That is a bunch of Christmas Fern behind the fallen log.
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Monday, November 23. 2009"It's all synthetic." "The hopeless state of our databases." "What TF happens now?"From the climate scientists, via SDA:
Tuna fishing by kayakAdvice from BenBenjamin Franklin's Advice to a Young Man on the Choice of a Mistress (1745).
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No job, no respect
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Sunday, November 22. 2009The Large Hadron Collider
How it works. Speeding protons. Very cool video.
Holiday Family Car or Table Game, #1This is an annual re-post: You go around the table or car until someone gets stuck. Then they are "out," just like the great game of dodge-ball. You will be surprised by how long it can continue. It goes like this: My first job was in an orange juice factory, but I couldn't concentrate. I worked as a lumberjack but I couldn't hack it, so they gave me the ax. (a 3 pointer) After that, I tried to be a tailor, but I just wasn't suited for it. Next I tried working in a muffler factory, but this was exhausting. Then I tried to be a chef, but didn't have the thyme. I attempted to be a deli worker but any way I sliced it, I just couldn't cut the mustard. My best job was as a musician, but eventually I found I wasn't noteworthy. I studied a long time to be a doctor, but I didn't have any patience. I became a fisherman, but couldn't live on my net income. I managed to find work with a pool company, but the work was too draining. So then I got a job with a health club, but they said I wasn't fit for the job. My last job was at Starbucks, but it was the same old grind. Eventually, I got a job as a historian, but there was no future in it. I tried being a house painter, but it didn't stick. So I tried to be a urologist, but I couldn't get the hang of it. Then I tried being a cosmologist, but it was all too much for me.
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Government medical care: Cui bono? It is unwise to do things this large without a national consensus, but the Left is intoxicated with their (temporary, cocaine-like) power. With Medicare - for better or worse - there was a consensus. With Medicaid for the very poor, there was too. As it stands now, the Dems are proposing a solution without a problem. Or, a government solution seeking a problem... It's a manufactured "crisis." There are easy, simple, cheap, non-governmental solutions to medical insurance unfairnesses which do not increase Federal power. (Yes, we have already noted that Federal employees are the only ones exempt from the bill.) Cui bono? Well, the Dems think they will benefit with their names on an historic take-over of 1/6th of the American economy by being rewarded with the gratitude and eternal dependency of the voters. Secondarily, the government will benefit by accruing more money and bureaucracies (111 of them by the last count I read, for our enjoyment) - which means jobs to distribute and more power over our lives. Third, unions will benefit - or so they believe. (Just wait until your doc is a de facto government employee treating you the cost-benefit-analyzed-by-experts government way - and his or her nurse is a member of SEIU.) The 81% of Americans who are satisfied with their medical care will not. Nor will those increasingly-few who actually pay the Federal income and capital gains taxes to pay the bills. I did get a kick out of Harry Reid's statement yesterday:
Yes, we already knew that Government is the Church for the Left. It ain't my religion. And I don't want to work on Maggie's Farm No More.
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Not from today's Lectionary: A joyful noise of thanks
Psalm 100
Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all ye lands. Serve the LORD with gladness: come before his presence with singing. Know ye that the LORD he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name. For the LORD is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations. The East Haddam, CT, Congregational Church
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Saturday, November 21. 2009Cookin? Try Dylan Radio (fixed link)Dylan Radio. You can request, too. We like it. Just push "Tune in" and let it play. You do not need to log in. The Great American Songbook. Guy has great taste in folk/pop music, whether his own stuff or that of his betters (?). Christ NotesYou can have these sent to you daily via email. Here's today's: Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, "Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you."This is the season for gratitude.
Saturday morning links
Who wants their doc working for the government? I want them working for me. Princeton and Columbia cancel free speech What makes nations rich or poor? With world poverty map. McCain gets sane on climate bill. Meanwhile, EU president wants Copenhagen to give us “global management”. What a great idea! Related, Aussie skeptics run TV ad Related, from Powerline: The global warming bombshell Related via Vanderleun: The truth about global warming will not stop the fraud of global warming. Too much money and power at stake. Same thing with government medical care. San Franciscan likes Palin's book, but calls Alaska "weird." Enuf said. Related: SF bookstores refuse to carry Palin's "gross" book. OK, I'll say it: They are weird in SF, but don't know it. It is the Alaskans who are normal. Bad news for the O: Polls dropping like a rock. All Presidents fall below 50%, he notes. People are fickle, and invest too much in Presidents. It's because they do not trust themselves to be the President of their own lives. The good news: Booze is good for men's hearts. Employment looking worse for 2010
Photo: That is my Christmas Mincemeat, ready now for the brandy and aging. The venison in it provided by my bow-hunting buddy. Too bad our smellovision isn't working today. Allspice, clove, cinnamon, nutmeg, cider, vinegar, molasses, apples, raisins, currants, cranberry, meat. Friday, November 20. 2009The Manhattan Declaration Via FOX News:
SniperWarming scientists caught in flagrante delictoAnd Another Thing...Part Whatever of The Hitchhiker's Guide is out, this one written by Eoin Colfer, author of Artemis Fowl. If you live in a cave and missed Douglas Adams' series, it's an amusing science fiction spoof. It's called And Another Thing...
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More Real Connecticut: The East Haddam Parsonage
They don't build 'em like this anymore. My lousy photo does not do justice to this house, which I assume to have been the parsonage of the First Congregational Church of East Haddam, right across the street. In the old days, the minister was given a house to use and land to farm as part of his compensation. In the real old days, he was paid via town taxes too: The Congregational Church was the established church of CT. Not that that meant all that much: Congo churches did, and still, vote on everything - including their doctrine and their choice of pastor - within their own congregation. Zero hierarchy, for better or worse. Every person was/is considered to have his own hotline to God. The wife typically ran the farming business: it paid the bills and kept her out of the pool halls. Update: I think our reader is right - the addition is the part on the left. The congregation must have felt prosperous at the time.
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Thursday, November 19. 2009$100 millionfor Sen Landrieu's vote? Hey - that's my money. Business Trip
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And now for something completely differentIt goes against against my instinct, judgement, taste, and sense of proportion to do a Christmas post before Thanksgiving, but I couldn't resist this bizarro Dylan offering. (All money from Dylan's Christmas record goes to charity.) Remain strange and unpredictable, Bob. We like you that way. This is a good Minnesota Polka:
Palin week Here's her book tour schedule. Alas, nothing in New England. She should go to Boston. From VDH with Palin-odes:
(I wondered, as did Jammy, whether the AP will assign as many to studying the details of he health care bill: "Considering the AP assigned 11 "fact-checkers" to pore over Sarah Palin's 415-page book, I figure they'll assign a proportional amount to this, right? That would be 55 of them, assuming they're interested.") From Wehner on Palin (good piece):
True, but those folks are not American politicians - Finally, a word from our commenter MM on our Palin-mania post yesterday:
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