Category: Open Threads

I’ve promised myself that, if I can get my thoughts together, I’ll spill them on my blog.  Until then, other people are doing the thinking for me: The “mosaic” privacy theory and its intersection with police scanners that don’t track your speed, but simply log your travel patterns (and everyone

I really wanted to write today, but between work, malaise, my immediate family, and my mother, I’ve got no gas left in my tank.  I still have some work to do and then I’m just going to collapse into bed. If I did have energy to write something, though, I’d

I’m still here.  I just don’t know what to say.  Between the endless cascade of scandals (which a part of my brain thinks the Obama administration is creating on purpose, in a kind of Cloward-Piven scandal strategy), caring for my children during finals week, caring for my mother, physical therapy

Yesterday, I asked you what you thought of Bret Stephens’ belief that the risks of letting the Syrians fight it out amongst themselves are too great.  Reading your responses, I have the sense that most of you feel, as I do, that containment, not intervention, is the way to go. 

NBC News hires a new President who has a long history of Israel bashing. Lots of information on the way Obama’s IRS targeted pro-Israel groups that disagreed with Obama’s Middle East approach. Obama promises to ride “climate change deniers” hard.  Apparently Obama has missed out on reports that anthropogenic climate

I don’t have any essay-length thoughts today.  All day long I’ve been assembling articles that I found interesting, but none have led me to write a post.  Instead, I’ll simply share those articles with you.  The Wall Street Journal articles might be behind a pay wall.  Because I subscribe, I

For the better part of three days, I have been sitting on a series of articles that I really wanted to share with you.  Every time I thought I had a window of time to write about them, as Marcia Brady would say “Something suddenly came up,” and I had

(I’m too tired to proofread.  Please forgive any typos in advance and, if you think anything doesn’t make sense, you’re absolutely right.) It was one of those days, with my running from pillar to post, circling the post, doubling back to the pillar, and then starting all over again —

Yes, I know it’s afternoon now, but I looked at these things this morning and thought that they were interesting.  In no particular order: In the 19th century, in America, it was “No Irish need apply.”  In the 21st century, in Canada, it’s “No Caucasians need apply.”  Nothing could illustrate

My best laid plans way too oft gang aglee.  Today, I was going to work for 6 solid hours, pick my oldest up from school, bring her to the DMV for her learner’s permit test, and then into the City for an event.  I was supposed to be back by

Honestly, I meant to write today, but the day just vanished.  The good thing is that, with my knee surgery having had an excellent outcome and my back spasm de-spasming, I was able to do martial arts today.  My son told me, in all seriousness, “Mom, it’s a little scary