Month: July 2011

Happy Birthday, Stephen…

Yesterday was my friend Stephen’s birthday. I missed it, 1) because he’s in Macau and I am in Connecticut, and 2) because I didn’t know that his birthday was on Friday the thirteenth (which came on a Wednesday this month). And so I wish for him a most joyous, most belated Happy Birthday. Everyone please send him your blessings, as well, and applaud heartily as he blows out the candles on his (belated) birthday cake.

Mutterings and musings…

Thoughts that occurred to me in the not-so-still of the night, although it may have been at breakfast… A.)   Humans have a hard-wired need to protect other humans; the weak, those being victimized, our own family, the list goes on and on. You can argue about survival of the fittest all you want, evolution is only a framework for viewing the world around us, and it is only one of many such frameworks. But the facts are a bit different… Anyone who thinks they aren’t should try this experiment; try to imagine that you have a small child, your child, who is alone in the middle of the floor, because you are being forcibly held from going to its side. And someone comes along and starts to kick and beat this small child. And you are prevented from stopping this. Now, there are also many other people in the room, observers, from the press or the government or the neighborhood. Who among us, being the parent of the child, would not plead for intervention, …

Etc., etc., etc…

I once posted something to the effect that I couldn’t possibly write something each and every day; there just isn’t enough things worth mentioning, much less reading about… Silly rabbit… The problem these days seems to be that there are entirely too many things that need to be said, discussed and challenged, and the problem, at least for me, is to keep from falling into the gaping abyss of pessimism and depression by the sheer magnitude of the tasks before us. Yes, US… I not doing this alone, people… Someone put the nit-twit down and help me… If anyone is even reading this, which I, for one, don’t really believe. But that’s not why one writes, or, at least, not why I write. In the academic world there’s a fairly well accepted maxim that runs “publish or perish.’ For me, it’s publish or scream. And the world is already a much too noisy place as it is… Yes, this blog could be construed as adding to the noise, but, since no one reads it, it …

Fox News is at it again…

Well, you certainly have to give them an ‘A’ for persistence, even if they really should be expelled from humanity for all time for lack of decency, fair play and credibility… Fox News’ nit-twit account was ‘apparently hacked’, resulting in six messages sent out to more than 36,000 followers, saying that Barack Obama had been assassinated in Iowa, even going so far in one twit as to name the restaurant where it happened. Fox has apologized for ‘any distress the false Tweets (twits) may have created.” Never mind the fact that the President’s schedule had been announced for days as hosting military families at a cookout on the South Lawn, followed by fireworks… It’s really quite the toss-up as to which part of this story is the more disturbing; the fact that Twitter can be hacked, the fact that Fox automatically screams anytime someone else claims to be hacked while expecting everyone to just accept their version when it happens to them, or the fact that Fox News has over 36,000 nit-twit followers…