From Pine View Farm

April, 2012 archive

Neither Snow, nor Rain . . . 0

One question:

Are they or are they not going to mail in all the Publisher’s Clearing House entry forms?

Police and postal inspectors are searching for two men who broke into a U.S. Postal Service delivery truck Tuesday afternoon and stole more than 200 pieces of mail.

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Trough 0

Rich Republicans scarfing up goodies:  their Buffet Rule.

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“An Armed Society Is a Polite Society” 0

Politeness on the playground, reprise.

A 6-year-old girl was wounded by a stray bullet on the Far South Side (of Chicago–ed.) last week when a 15-year-old boy pulled out a gun and started shooting following a dispute over a bet on a basketball game the boy was playing, police said today.

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Wars and Rumors of War, Misdirection Play Dept. 0

Warning: Possible NSFW imagery.

Via Balloon Juice.

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QOTD 0

Clare Booth Luce, from the Quotemaster (subscribe here):

Money can’t buy happiness, but it can make you awfully comfortable while you’re being miserable.

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A Newt Is a Small Lizard 0

So much for that whole swords into plowshares thing.

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Plain Brown Electrons 0

No more wrapping that copy of the Kama Sutra in a fake book jacket.

You can just let it Kindle a fire in your Nook on the bus.

“It wasn’t until I moved to e-readers that I considered reading (erotica/romance) in public,” said Nicole D. of Berkeley, a 25-year-old coffeehouse barista who describes herself as “demure and suburban” and asked to keep her last name as confidential as her choice of reading material. “Now, I can read it on BART, on the bus, on my break at work, and I won’t be judged by onlookers or passers-by.”

While it’s a notorious fact that sex sells, it may be selling even better these days thanks to the advent of e-readers such as iPads, Nooks and Kindles — innocent portable electronic devices that don’t expose graphic covers and titillating titles, their generic anonymity cloaking a multitude of sultry sins.

Of course e-readers are big right now for books in every genre, but they’re even better for the steamy side of lit.

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Deadlines 0

Celebrate Returns Day by comparing your tax rate with Mitt the Flip’s.

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Light Bloggery 0

Spring cleaning.

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QOTD 0

Harold Stassen, from the Quotemaster (subscribe here):

Whoever kindles the flames of intolerance is lighting a fire underneath his own home.

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“Goofball and Galahad” 0

Goofball and Galahad

Via KOS.

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The Galt and the Lamers 0

At the Denver Post, Kevin Horrigan sticks his tongue deep into his cheek and explains why government should just go away.

Read it.

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Wedding Industrial Complex, Minor League Dept. 0

Priorities:

A new survey from Visa Inc. shows that the average American family with teenagers plans to spend $1,078 — that’s for each child — on the prom, a 33.6 percent increase over the $807 spent last year.

And those in the lower income brackets, less than $50,000, plan to spend even more — $1,307 per child, the survey found. And those in the very lowest bracket, under $20,000, plan to spend $1,200 — more than 6 percent of their annual income.

But the most staggering number came from those families earning between $20,000 and $30,000, who plan to spend an average of $2,635, which would represent almost 9 percent of annual income for those making $30,000. Those families are just above the federal poverty level, which is $23,050 for a family of four.

Actually, I can understand the inverse relationship between income and prom spending.

The poorer families are likely reasoning, “We can’t give them much, but at least we can give them this.”

It may not make financial sense, but it makes emotional sense.

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TSA Security Theatre 0

Recently, New York Times reporter Matt Richtel tried to find out why TSA screening procedures for laptops are what they are (take them out of the bag, etc.). His quest was fruitless; he ran up against a wall of “we can’t tell” and “talk to the other guy.”

Ken Eisold thinks he knows what’s behind it:

The show must grow on.

One is to be found in the old adage, ‘better safe than sorry.’ Excessive caution feels reassuring and prudent. Along those lines, undoing a safety rule can feel dangerous. What if the rule is repealed, so this worried thinking goes, but then someone does actually figure out a way to slip a bomb into a laptop?

(snip)

We don’t expect things to be simplified and made easier. We care more about security and safety. Driven largely by anxiety and fear, we recoil not just from the physical threat of bombs but also from the risk of being blamed for what goes wrong. We don’t want to feel guilty. We don’t want to be singled out.

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Facebook Frolics 0

Some Congress persons think that there oughta be a law.

I can’t shake the feeling that, somehow or other, the MPAA is mixed up in this.

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Transubstantiation 0

In the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, Attilio “Buck” Favorini comments on the magical prestidigitatorial power possessed by persons of color to propel police and wannabe police to perceive stuff what ain’t there.

For Trayvon Martin it was an iced tea and a bag of Skittles.

For Jordan Miles it was a vanishing bottle of Mountain Dew.

For Jonny Gammage it was a date book and a cell phone.

For Amadou Diallo it was a wallet.

To you and me these innocent items suggest the contents of a shopping bag emptied on the kitchen counter or the things that move from our pockets to the night table before we turn out the light. But you and I are not enforcers of the law, duly sworn or self-appointed, who repeatedly mistake such objects for a frightening arsenal requiring lethal retaliation or, at best, a mauling never to be forgotten.

Read the whole thing.

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Napoleon Bonaparte:

Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich.

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Little Ricky, Coming to Terms 0

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Spill Here, Spill Now 0

Tampabay dot com reports on the continuing legacy of Buccaneer Petroleum’s wild well.

While great greasy globs of tarballs are no longer a common sight, oil persists.

A nugget:

But with an ultraviolet light, geologist James “Rip” Kirby has found evidence that the oil is still present, and possibly still a threat to beachgoers.

Tiny globs of it, mingled with the chemical dispersant that was supposed to break it up, have settled into the shallows, mingling with the shells, he said. When Kirby shines his light across the legs of a grad student who’d been in the water and showered, it shows orange blotches where the globs still stick to his skin.

“If I had grandkids playing in the surf, I wouldn’t want them to come in contact with that,” said Kirby, whose research is being overseen by the University of South Florida. “The dispersant accelerates the absorption by the skin.”

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The Crux of the Trayvon Martin Case 0

Field points out the true issue at the heart of the case.

A black kid was gunned down for the crime of having a bag of Skittles and nobody in authority in Sanford, Floriday, gave a damn.

And what some of my friends in the majority population do not understand is that this case was not about racism per se on the part of the killer of this young man. The fact that he had Cuban American roots means nothing. (BTW, hang in there Ozzie. My Cuban American friends ain’t like my other brown friends if you get my drift. ) This case was about a police department devaluing the life of a young black man, who sadly laid on a slab in the morgue for days before his parents were even notified of his death. It’s about an unarmed child being killed while minding his own business by a citizen, and that citizen remaining free for 45 days while real racists and ideological whores in this country rallied around him only because his victim was black.

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