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Friday, March 7. 2008Friday Links
Poo for Peace Day Personal responsibility? What's that? Inside the Liberal Mind Never die lost in the woods with this Filthy rich Dems. This week we have linked on the Clinton and Gore multi-millions. Here's a new windfall for Bill Clinton. Meanwhile, all they can say is that everything in America is terrible: Bleak House, at Dr. Sanity. The UK: The lower your grades, the more money for college This golfer Isenhour is a good shot but he is a world class jerk. Maybe he should stick to indoor golf. S&P warns re NYT debt Noted scientist Prince Charles tells me I am insane. I guess that means that Frederick Seitz, who died this week, was also insane. Will Obama go to meet with FOX News? From SDA:
Freedom Means ResponsibilityGeorge McGovern at the WSJ. I can't believe my ears:
(Sorry - had the wrong piece earlier.) DiversityThe Philly Flower ShowI have been hearing much praise for this year's Philadelphia Flower Show. It is known as the best and the biggest plant and flower show in the country. Should have sent somebody with a camera. Some exhibitors have constructed entire small scale landscapes and gardens - with trees - in the Convention Center. Here's a photo from the show's photo gallery:
Thursday, March 6. 2008Grackles and Robins
A flock of these large wetlands-loving (but highly adaptable) blackbirds will empty your bird feeder in a few hours, accompanied by their loud screeching and squawking. Our friend Sippican sends this photo of a migratory flock in his yard on the Massachusetts coast last September:
You can read about the Common Grackle here.
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McCain's victory speechI will support this fellow. I do not agree with him about every issue - but I do not agree with anybody about every issue. I just hope he won't be another Bob Dole in the campaign. Here are some bits from his March 4 comments: Bringing Christ to Work in NYCThe New York Post reports on the growing movement to bring God into the workplace. A quote:
They stay low-profile, though. It almost reminds me of the early days of Christianity in Rome:
I say bring Him to work. He can handle it, and Wall Street needs His companionship as much as any other workplace. What's the Picador Project?
They think the way I do. Good on 'em. h/t, Insty
Wednesday, March 5. 2008Cripple CreekFrom The Last Waltz, 1978. (h/t, Tangled)
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QQQI returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all. King Solomon in Ecclesiastes, 9:11 (thanks, H. - I studied Ecclesiastes a couple of years ago. It is packed with good things.) Dee's CafeMain Street, Cascade, Idaho. July, 1941, from Shorpy
Tuesday, March 4. 2008Jonny Lang
Read this guy's story, at Dr. Bob: I totally despised you. I believe that the Good Shepherd loves to keep watch over his lost sheep.
Warming back to averageThe Washington Post is mocking the climate conference in NYC this week. Here at Maggie's we are skeptical about APW, as we are skeptical about most scientific claims (although we do accept the notion of a spherical earth). The only reason we write as often as we do about climate is because the subject has been hijacked by people with socio-political agendas. Were it not for that, we'd only be mildly curious. In any event, we suspect that some warming would be a boon to the world economy and food production, and we suspect that the coming Ice Age will be the real threat to humanity in the northern hemisphere. A graph from Powerline's piece on the conference, which does not extend back to the last Ice Age 10,000 years ago:
And, just for fun, here's the big picture. As the graph shows, we remain in an extended cold spell, historically - in a tiny little interglacial which doesn't even make a dent on a graph with this time scale. As every money manager knows, the way to lie with graphs is to select your time frame. The earth is shivering (graph reads right to left in time):
False prophets and other con artists
Uncentered souls are often attracted to "movements" - but I think some of Obama's appeal is simply to Dems who dislike and distrust Mrs. Clinton. The promise of heaven on earth will gain no traction with me because I have been around the block once or twice. If Obama fails, it will be because he will be exposed as a phony: it's beginning to happen. And speaking of phonies, here's one more of these fake memoirs. Why don't these folks just label their books as fiction? Don't look behind youh/t, Theo. Photoshop is fun.
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Monday, March 3. 2008Life is DangerousReposted from 2005 Everything is so scary. You can drown in the bathtub, you can cut yourself with a chain saw, you can choke on a steak, you can spill hot coffee in your lap, you can slice your finger with a paring knife, you can get fat from eating bread, you can get hit by an SUV, you can get heart disease from french fries, you can get blinded by a tennis ball, you can get brain-death from watching TV, you can catch mono from kissing a girl, you can fall down the stairs, you can get hit by lightning playing golf, you can lose your sense of reality by studying astronomy, you can get Lyme disease from weeding the garden, you can get a rusty hook in your scalp while fishing, you can get skin cancer from going outdoors, you can get a papercut from copy-paper. Given how treacherous ordinary life is, it should be no wonder that all medical treatments, including medicines, have side-effects too. The recent pulling of Viox and Celebrex from the market puzzle me, because ordinary aspirin seems far more dangerous due to its frequent ability to cause gastric bleeding. Still, every MD I know takes an aspirin a day, not to combat paperwork headaches but to prevent heart attack. My point is not to specifically discuss medical care - I think almost everyone assumes that physicians know how to balance risk, and, nowadays, how to discuss these with patients. When people exercise judgement in life, they not only balance the risks and rewards of choices of action, they also balance the risks and rewards of action vs. inaction. Inaction always has its own cost - opportunity cost. Every fellow who ever contemplated asking a girl out knows what I mean. Or vice versa. My point is to talk about the expectation that life should be safe, and that someone (the gummint?) could or should magically protect us from that reality. That, I think, is part of the infantile impulse behind the wish for the Nanny State. Or the Mommy and Daddy State. This is not to promote a radical libertarian viewpoint. I like the Pure Food Act, and I am glad kids can't buy guns and dynamite. And I don't want to have to caveat emptor in everything I use or buy...but you kinda sorta have to anyway, don't you? Still, the endless seeking to be made safe from risk is a psychological state - a wish that reality be a certain way - and, as such, it is not amenable to correction by adjusting reality. It can only be corrected by growing up ...and by hamstringing the tort lawyers who have fed off, promoted, and exploited, these childish wishes that sometimes lurk even in the most mature people, including me.
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Sunday, March 2. 2008Cormac McCarthyI did not realize that No Country for Old Men was a McCarthy book. At one point, I read everything he wrote, but I guess I lost track. Will read it before seeing the movie. JC Phillips' wife loved it. The book was reportedly edited down from 600 pages.
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From today's Lectionary "...one thing I know, that though I was blind, now I see."John 9: 1-41 As he passed by, he saw a man blind from his birth. And his disciples asked him, "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?" Jesus answered, "It was not that this man sinned, or his parents, but that the works of God might be made manifest in him. We must work the works of him who sent me, while it is day; night comes, when no one can work. As long as I am in the world, I am the light of the world." As he said this, he spat on the ground and made clay of the spittle and anointed the man's eyes with the clay, saying to him, "Go, wash in the pool of Silo'am" (which means Sent). So he went and washed and came back seeing. The neighbors and those who had seen him before as a beggar, said, "Is not this the man who used to sit and beg?" Some said, "It is he"; others said, "No, but he is like him." He said, "I am the man." They said to him, "Then how were your eyes opened?" He answered, "The man called Jesus made clay and anointed my eyes and said to me, `Go to Silo'am and wash'; so I went and washed and received my sight." They said to him, "Where is he?" He said, "I do not know." They brought to the Pharisees the man who had formerly been blind. Now it was a sabbath day when Jesus made the clay and opened his eyes. The Pharisees again asked him how he had received his sight. And he said to them, "He put clay on my eyes, and I washed, and I see." Some of the Pharisees said, "This man is not from God, for he does not keep the sabbath." But others said, "How can a man who is a sinner do such signs?" There was a division among them. So they again said to the blind man, "What do you say about him, since he has opened your eyes?" He said, "He is a prophet." The Jews did not believe that he had been blind and had received his sight, until they called the parents of the man who had received his sight, and asked them, "Is this your son, who you say was born blind? How then does he now see?" His parents answered, "We know that this is our son, and that he was born blind; but how he now sees we do not know, nor do we know who opened his eyes. Ask him; he is of age, he will speak for himself." His parents said this because they feared the Jews, for the Jews had already agreed that if any one should confess him to be Christ, he was to be put out of the synagogue. Therefore his parents said, "He is of age, ask him." So for the second time they called the man who had been blind, and said to him, "Give God the praise; we know that this man is a sinner." He answered, "Whether he is a sinner, I do not know; one thing I know, that though I was blind, now I see." They said to him, "What did he do to you? How did he open your eyes?" He answered them, "I have told you already, and you would not listen. Why do you want to hear it again? Do you too want to become his disciples?" And they reviled him, saying, "You are his disciple, but we are disciples of Moses. We know that God has spoken to Moses, but as for this man, we do not know where he comes from." The man answered, "Why, this is a marvel! You do not know where he comes from, and yet he opened my eyes. We know that God does not listen to sinners, but if any one is a worshiper of God and does his will, God listens to him. Never since the world began has it been heard that any one opened the eyes of a man born blind. If this man were not from God, he could do nothing." They answered him, "You were born in utter sin, and would you teach us?" And they cast him out. Jesus heard that they had cast him out, and having found him he said, "Do you believe in the Son of man?" He answered, "And who is he, sir, that I may believe in him?" Jesus said to him, "You have seen him, and it is he who speaks to you." He said, "Lord, I believe"; and he worshiped him. Jesus said, "For judgment I came into this world, that those who do not see may see, and that those who see may become blind." Some of the Pharisees near him heard this, and they said to him, "Are we also blind?" Jesus said to them, "If you were blind, you would have no guilt; but now that you say, `We see,' your guilt remains. Fitz Hugh Lane (1804-1865)Brace's Rock, Eastern Point, Gloucester, MA, c. 1864. Oil on canvas. John Wilmerding Collection
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Saturday, March 1. 2008Geoff and Maria Muldaur with their Jug Band
A blast from the past: Minglewood Blues, at the 1988 Philadelphia Folk Festival.
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CaboOur Dylanologist is in Mexico, in Cabo this week for a well-deserved break from reality. Cabo used to be a funky place, but it's turning into Miami West. He contemplated a quick trip to Guadalajara to catch the Dylan performance, but the air fare from Cabo was prohibitive. He promised to pre-post his weekly Dylan entry, since internet is iffy in Mexico.
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Saturday Links
The Boston Globe's decline. Jules Communism has only killed 100,000,000 people. Let's give it another try. No Pasaran Not your everyday book review: re Mark Helprin's Winter's Tale Somebody give these kids an English passport. Theo It makes everything more interesting: Adderal abuse. Strangest statue in Bennington, VT (h/t, Grow a Brain) Makes the US Postal Service look good. Brit hospitals Photo from Theo's billboard collection
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