The Climates They Are a-Changing . . . 0
. . . and I’m getting a sinking feeling.
Still Rising Again after All These Years 0
Daniel O. Jamison says that dis coarse discourse is precedented. Here’s how he opens his article:
This attitude apparently traces to Reconstruction, when the organizers of the defunct Confederacy determined to regain the political power of their states, using lawful and peaceful means if they worked, but unlawful and violent means if necessary. With savage violence, they “redeemed” the South, ousting integrated state governments and denying equal rights to Blacks.
A Picture Is Worth 0
Take a look at it and decide whether you agree.
In Spite(ful) of the Evidence 0
At Psychology Today Blogs, Richa Bhatia explores why persons will cling to beliefs regardless of the facts. She makes four main points:
- Preformed beliefs formed by years of social, family, and media influences create mental templates.
- People often favor information confirming their beliefs and disregard facts contradicting them.
- Humans are not as objective in making interpretations or reaching conclusions as we’d like to think.
- There are some things people can do to prevent thinking errors, including being aware of their own biases.
In dis coarse discourse, methinks this a worthwhile read.
“An Armed Society Is a Polite Society” 0
And we all know that cleanliness is next to politeness . . . .
Officials said that the man was cleaning a gun when he accidentally fired the shot.
Back in the olden days, when I was a young ‘un, we were taught to make a gun was unloaded before cleaning it, or, for that matter, doing anything–transporting it, storing it, whatever–with it except firing it.
Republican Thought Police 0
At The Philadelphia Inquirer, Jonathan Zimmerman looks at some recent Pennsylvania school board elections and notes that
. . . it turns out that Democratic parents have rights, too.
Follow the link for context.
Artificial? Yes. Intelligent? Not So Much. 0
Methinks Atrios shared something of substance.
Fly the Fiendly Skies . . . 0
. . . and you just may just get left holding the bag.
Boy, am I glad that my days of stepping on airplanes once or twice a month are behind me.









