2015 archive
And This Surprises You How? 0
There are allegations that city officials in a resort city somewhere on the east coast might just possibly have shown favoritism to their pet real estate developer.
Oh, the shock.
Oh, the horror.
Pay to Play 0
Football, the All-American game:
Want to sing the national anthem at a Temple University home football game? The gig’s for sale.
Temple requires a group or soloist to sell a certain number of tickets to the game in order to perform.
Next on the bill: Unionville High School’s chorale. About 50 members of the Kennett Square group will belt out “Oh, say, can you see” at the Nov. 21 game against Memphis at Lincoln Financial Field.
Price tag? 100 tickets at $15 a pop.
If you pay enough, you get to high-five the team in the tunnel. Follow the link for a list of prices.
According to the story, Temple is not alone in this practice. After all, what’s more All-American than making everything all about money all the time.
Truth . . . 0
. . . is the ultimate unfairness in wingnut world.
The Bush Blame Game 0
Southern Beale thinks it’s a bush-league lame game.
QOTD 0
George Jean Nathan:
An optimist is a fellow who believes a housefly is looking for a way to get out.
Facebook Frolics 0
Remember folks, the internet is a public place. You can get your pocket picked there just as surely as you can get it picked in Times Square on New Year’s Eve.
Figuring Out the Lie of the Land 2
Jason Johnson tries to understand the appeal of Ben “Baron Munchhausen” Carson. Here’s an itty-bitty bit:
“He does serve that purpose,” said Carter, “and it does insulate those voters from certain charges of racism. Like when George Bush picked Clarence Thomas to replace Thurgood Marshall. He was kind of thumbing his nose at Marshall’s legacy.”
. . . Where Everybody Knows Your Name Everything (Updated)
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David Shariatmadari suggests that privacy was an ephemeral and transitory concept which is coming to an electronic end.
(Open tag fixed.)
Addendum:
There is an excellent discussion of internet privacy towards the end of this podcast.
Still Rising Again after All These Years 0
I may have mentioned before in these electrons the time that I and my now-ex and Second Son were touring the Harpers Ferry Wax Museum and came across a representation of one of my ancestors in the act of signing John Brown’s death warrant.
Second Son looked disturbed. He was silent for a time.
Then he said, “So he was on the wrong side.”
That’s when I realized that “heritage” should sometimes be contemned, not treasured.
