November, 2020 archive
Lowering the Barr, Witch Hunt Dept. 0
Roanoke attorney and ex-U. S. Attorney John Fishwick, writing at The Roanoke Times, reviews Attorney-General Barr’s recent instructions to the Department of Justice regarding investigating voting irregularities and smells a rat. Here’s a bit; follow the link for the rest.
All That Was Old Is New Again 0
From time to time, I listen to old radio shows from a website devoted to the CBS Radio Mystery Theater (and you should too).
The audio often includes bits of news reports preceding the actual mystery broadcast, and much of that news from the early years of the show includes stories about the Great and Glorious Patriotic War for a Lie in Vietnam.
The same war from which I can remember my draft lottery number 50 years later.
The same war I marched against many times.
The same war for which I journeyed to Washington for the march and listened to Pete Seeger sing “Give Peace a Chance” in front of the Washington Monument.
It is eerie how those bits of news take me back in time.
Even more eerie is how little we have learned from our mistakes.
It’s All about the Algorithm 0
Arash Javanbakht, writing at Psychology Today Blogs, explores how “social” media’s algorithms, designed to keep us eternally engaged in ephemera, lead us down the disinformation superhighway. A nugget:
As a result, the algorithms amplify the negative and then spread it by sharing it among groups.
The Oath Keeper 0
Ted McLaughlin takes inventory.
Facebook Frolics 0
Facebook surfaces the scratches.
“Cult 45” 0
At Psychology Today Blogs, Hogan M Sherrow considers whether the devoted followers of Donald Trump can be considered a cult.
Follow the link for his conclusion.
“Unshaken Faith” 0
The Pittsburgh Post-Gazette’s Tony Norman sticks his tongue in his cheek to pen a paean to Q and to those who crave his (her? its?) guidance.
Just read it.
River Dance 0
No selfie awareness. No selfie awareness whatsoever.
Facebook Frolics (Updated) 0
The reason for etiquette is that, without it, you might reveal who you really are, particularly if you forget, as so many do, that the internet is a public place.
Also, meet the Dean of the frolickers.
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