Too Venal for Words category archive
Vaccine Nation, Planting Rumors Dept. 0
Snopes reports on anti-vaxxers who are fomenting fabrications about vegetation.
we are again reminded that “social” media isn’t.
“All in a Day’s Work” 0
You may recall that Newport News, just on the other side of James River from where I sit, is where a first-grader shot his teacher. Now Newport News wants the teacher’s law suit to be dismissed. Here’s a bit from the article at Law and Crime:
On Wednesday, the school board asked that the lawsuit be dismissed.
The motion from the school district, which notes that Zwerner has so far refused to accept payment under Virginia’s Workers’ Compensation Act, argues that the Newport News Circuit Court doesn’t have jurisdiction over the case because being shot by a first-grader is, essentially, a risk that all teachers take.
It’s been a long time since I was a first-grader, but I’m pretty sure that none of my classmates came to school packing heat. Heck, for that matter, I can say that about my 12th-grade classmates. And my college and grad school classmates. And my co-workers in every job I ever had.
We are a broken society.
The Privatization Scam 0
The Arizona Republic’s E. J. Montini conjugates the con.
Dis Coarse Discourse 0
Yes, it’s true. Twits own Twitter.
The Hunger Gamer 0
Minnesota Republican state Senator Steve Drazkowski explains why he opposes a bill to provide free breakfast and lunch to school children.
In related news, there are none so blind as those who refuse to look.
Video via C&L, which has commentary.
Aside:
Today’s Republican Party is a vile and loathsome thing.
The Crypto Con 0
Above the Law’s Joe Patrice reports on a court’s ruling that not only do words have meaning, so too do pictures.
Vaccine Nation 0
Yet another reminder that “social” media isn’t.
Twits Own Twitter 0
Methinks my old friend Noz has a point.
Facebook Frolics 0
The Ghost of Cambridge Analytica comes back to haunt cost the Zuckerborg a relative pittance.
Remember, “social” media isn’t.
The Buck Stops 0
Many years ago, back when I lived in Delaware and worked in Philadelphia, we purchased a Yorkie puppy from an Amish farmer in Lancaster County, Pa. (I know the farmer was not running a puppy mill, as the puppy was roaming free in his yard, as was the puppy’s mother, who came over to wish him good-bye before we loaded him into the car and drove off.)
The puppy grew up to be a good and valued member of the family and a constant source of love and joy. As our other dog at the time was a Black Lab, Tucker the Yorkie eventually convinced himself that he also was a Black Lab, but that is a whole bunch of other stories. Like the time we had a foot and a half of snow and Beau the Black Lab jumped into it and frolicked about. Tucker the Yorkie jumped in after him and disappeared.
Which reminds me that Beau the Black Lab used to play with Mittens the Cat. Mittens would be lying in her favorite chair at the kitchen table; Beau would come up and stick his nose up so she could slap at it. As long as she kept slapping at it, he kept waving it about. He was a kind and good-hearted dog . . . but I digress.
Anyway, what prompted me to remember Tucker the Yorkie was this:
The check we wrote to pay for Tucker the Yorkie did not bounce, unlike the check that George Santos wrote when he bought dogs from an Amish farmer.
Aside:
I pity those dogs.
Republican Family Values 0
Honest to Betsy, you can’t make this stuff up.
The Snaring Economy 0
Unexpected (and uninvited) visitors.
Persons have accused me of being cynical ever since I was a young ‘un, but, clearly, I am not cynical enough, as I am continually taken aback by the random venality that occurs daily on the inner tubes.
Republican Family Values 0
It is become increasingly difficult for me to avoid concluding that the core value of today’s Republican Party is little more than mean for the sake of mean.