Conservatives deal with facts and reach conclusions; liberals have conclusions and sell them as facts.
I’m still happil figuring out all the bells and whistles on my new iPhone, so I’ll start off this Monday with a few quick picks: No wonder Putin still dreams of the old Empire: it turns out that, if the Soviet Union still existed, it would have left all the
Continue readingRead about it here. Be very, very careful to read the whole post from the beginning, because context is everything. (It’s also a great post, especially if you like vintage BMWs.)
Continue readingSomething nice happened to me today: Laer Pearce, who blogs at Cheat-Seeking Missiles, and who is a man I’ve counted as one of my blog friends almost from day one, swung through my town today, and we met for tea and company. Not only that, he brought with him Incredible
Continue readingI do like Jonah Goldberg’s writing. In an article about Obama’s static trajectory, and Democratic befuddlement regarding that mystery, Goldberg has this lovely, laugh-out-loud bit of writing: Ask the typical Obama supporter why this should be so and you’ll get a range of answers. Some just stare at the poll
Continue readingThere is a reason why it’s periodically useful for hyper-inflated real estate markets to correct: A pair of reports released Tuesday highlighted the upside of the real estate downturn: Housing is becoming more affordable for more people across California and the Bay Area. The percentage of households able to buy
Continue readingThere are basically two types of events at the Olympics: those that are timed and those that are judged. The problem with the latter events, of course, is that they are subject to human fallability, national loyalty, grudges, and out-and-out dishonesty. I was therefore quite interested when my sister sent
Continue readingDone With Mirrors was one of the first blogs I started reading when I figured out the whole concept of a political blogosphere. I enjoyed how erudite, thoughtful and amusing Callimachus’s posts were, as well as his fairly uncommon objectivity. I’ve also enjoyed sharing space on the Watcher’s Council with
Continue readingMr. Bookworm cannot stand the fluff pieces that are an integral part of Olympic coverage. On Saturday night, therefore, when NBC switched from Michael Phelp’s history breaking gold medal to an interview with Kobe Bryant, Mr. Bookworm immediately switched off the television. I’m now quite sorry he did. Kobe may
Continue readingIf we all ate like this, we’d be extraordinarily fat, not to mention, perhaps, dead. On him it works (and looks good too).
Continue readingWhile I’m processing news, I just had to take a minute to discuss Michael Phelps — or, more accurately, Michael Phelps and how I’m watching the Olympics. I first tuned into the Olympics in 1972, when I was 11. In those days, and for many Olympics thereafter, the Olympics was
Continue readingBy dint of fairly unrelenting effort (I’ve been working on the project all day), I could my Outlook working again. I feel as if I’m plugged into my world once more. I only have 283 emails to review now, and then I’m good to go.
Continue readingI salvaged my Firefox bookmarks. Now if only I can get my Outlook info to read on the new computer. The email addresses and calendar are not the end of the world, because they live on in Gmail, but I would have to re-enter all my contact data if I
Continue readingI got my filing finished today, which ate up the morning, but I have a little — a very little — time now to doodle around before I have 15 kids swarm my backyard for a party. The problem is that, as always, one seems to lose as much as
Continue readingThis is my week/weekend of apologies for not writing. Aside from myriad family commitments, which is same old same old, I do have something new: a computer. Of course, a new computer means lots of set up, as we transfers things from the old drive to the new, and that’s
Continue readingI watched most of the opening ceremonies last night. They were gorgeous. They also reminded me very strongly of the public spectacles that socialist countries have always loved: vast numbers of people moving in tightly choregraphed formations. It’s certainly impressive, but it’s also a vivid, visual reminder of the socialist
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