The people at Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal have a really good quality-to-crap ratio. Frankly, it’s better than almost every other internet produced entertainment thingie. They don’t let a thin budget stand in the way of awesome.
I watched a ton of these last night. The pacing is great and Gen-X sensitibilities are coated all over the things. Maybe I’m just a sucker for existentialist humor.
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“I cast a lunch-break food binge!”
“Roll a D6″
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“I told you, I’ve made several questionable inferences using thousands of graphs. Thousands.“
There are more than 100 of these things, so if you’d like to deposite whole hours into a black hole, go back one line and click that link. If not, you’re doomed to productivity. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Life is the steady hum of responsibility and action. Some ego-bound middle manager ensures that uncontrolled thought and feelings are a kind of annotation. You know, like the notes that executives send to people trying make a TV show that’s watchable. The result is barely, if at all, intelligible.
The speed at which the stuff overlay and intersect one another is one reason why I’ve let my writings gather dust. Well, that and laziness.
If my life’s aim is to constantly feel on the verge of swerving off course and into a tree, then I’m a pro. I know just the right time to swerve back onto the road. It’s an art.
Most Americans can relate to the things; the great lie is that our fears are so terribly unique. Ha. Bills. Stress. Bills. Sickness. Hell. Crap, we have to be there tonight? Damn. Drink. Sleep. Wake.
It’s no wonder that I’m so often hunched in front of a monitor piloting pretend spaceships. I can control those. What I struggle to control is my internal monologue. If I give it too much attention, it argues like my son. But my son’s excuse is that he’s at the dawn of his teen years. It’s a damn good excuse. The weird, ephemeral bastard squatting in my brain doesn’t have one that good.
Barhopping alley-cats are just *one* of the tools in my arsenal. (Click-through to see the Laughing Squid article about the cat)
Here’s a loose agglomeration of random thoughts to prove that a) my public persona exists, b) I’ve been paying attention to the posts of others, and c) I’m capable of putting words on a screen, no matter how rushed and clumsy.
See? I am alive. Sometimes I have to use the paddles, but the heart’s still beating and the dread’s still dreading. What was that line about pain being a reminder that you’re alive? Much of what’s passing for pain still registers as a first world problem, but they’re my first world problems. I still have a loving wife, a great son, and a family that isn’t yet sick of me.
I’m keeping an eye on that. I stare at the horizon to keep from getting sick. Plus I do other stuff that qualifies as an overused analogy. Like the pot calling the kettle green with envy and something about killing two birds with one stone. I think it rolls uphill, with no moss. Probably.
After ninety-five hours, I finally finished Fallout: New Vegas. I played it the way I play every role playing game: carefully allying with as many neutral and goody-goody factions as I can. Don’t make waves; only kill the bad people. By the time I was done with this hero business, flowers would sprout up all over the wasteland.
No such luck.
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It turns out that you can ride the line pretty easily through the bulk of the game. In the end, though, supporting one faction means doing very bad things to one or two of the others. This illustrated – perfectly to my mind – one principle of politics: our choices mostly range from bad to worse. I’m sure that there’s some way to finesse the game’s system to cue the sunshine and roses, but I didn’t find it. Frankly, it’s more realistic this way.
Mr. House at least seemed to care about the locals. The NCR only cared about securing Hoover Dam, and extending their reach further east. The legion, of course, was noxious. You don’t get too many points for banning drugs and alcohol if you’re also keeping child slaves. The Great Khans seem to be the whipping boy of the Fallout universe. They’re unlucky, constantly savaged by enemies, and always moving away from more dominant powers.
Considering the state of the world, Mr. House seemed to be doing pretty well. Maybe the optimal outcome would have unfolded if I took control of New Vegas. House was self interested, to be sure, but I’m a courier-cum-bloodthirsty-sharpshooter who’s spilled more blood than the legion. I’ve disconnected more heads from bodies than a French guillotine. I’m not fit to manage the affairs of a state. I really appreciate Yes Man‘s helpful demeanor toward that end, but heroic or not: I’m a monster. Don’t give me power.
At least, that’s how I see my character: The courier is tough as nails, yes, and surely possessed of a moral center. But no matter how well-intentioned a body may be, the courier is broken. Too many hours were spent in the wasteland. So many caps were spent on weapons and a metric ton of shell casings were expended killing the vicious and desperate. Does that really constitute a happy ending?
I’ll take my bittersweet conclusion. It fits. The courier made the best of a bad lot, was thrown into an impossible situation, and had to choose from the available options. Such is life in the Mojave wasteland. You never know what’s going to happen next.
A recent Cracked article, 5 Ways We Ruined the Occupy Wall Street Generation, got passed around by my Gen-X peers. It’s a hell of a read, and another reminder that some of the most insightful pop-culture analysis comes from what was formerly a low-rent MAD Magazine.
You need to read the piece to fully appreciate how thoroughly we’ve set the stage for our spectacular, slow-motion failure. Worse, we can’t pin this one on a papier-mâché donkey or elephant. It’s a game of follow the leader where everyone’s lined up and walking in a circle. I certainly played my part. I fancy myself a free thinker, but I parrot enough shit masquerading as faux-profound to be culpable.
One reason why I’ve become so enamored by the Occupy Wall Street movement can be symbolized by – hands-down – the best quote in that article, a virally circulated (though unattributed) conversation:
Me: I just get so pissed off by the older generation.
Therapist: Why?
Me: Because when I grew up, we were force fed the idea that if we didn’t want to be ‘flipping burgers at McDonalds’ then we better go to college.
Therapist: And?
Me: And now we’ve gone to college, have degrees, can’t get a damn job, and the same people call us entitled assholes because we refuse to flip burgers!
Therapist: Touche.
Here’s what we did wrong (along with my personal take), but please, read the original piece.
So that’s the five, and it makes me queasy. We’re deep inside a spectrum of a yet-to-be-written date-range that describes this period. It’s hard to see social change from the inside. Some are for this thing, some against that other thing, but it feels like so much flailing of the arms while careening into a deep hole.
When the eventual reckoning materializes, we’ll wrench our guts, stick to our guns, and accept or oppose the new values-package, whatever it ends up looking like. The next technological/infrstructural New Deal will be argued about for decades, just like the last one.
The generational component cannot be understated, even though I’m far from understanding it. All I know is that the largest birth cohort in American history appears to have gone off its nut, and many of us who came after it are scratching or nodding our heads, respectively.
I feel as though a bunch of institutions, through no fault of their own, have set up a complex path of dominoes that they wish to admire in some pristine, untouched state. A bunch of jobless, desperate, and increasingly angry toddlers are stretching their flicking fingers, though, and I have no good answers for them. Only an “I’m sorry” before I watch more of the things fall down.
A few weeks into my Fitocracy fitness regimen, I got an achievement: I Seem to be lost.
It was a reward for running 20 miles over the course of using Fitocracy. Naturally, I got slightly philosophical. Why yes, I do seem to be lost.
American physical fitness styles are a special kind of lost. We love our nutty diets and way-too-specific exercise regimens guaranteed to make you lose 30 pounds in 2 days and create washboard-stomachs in 20 minutes. There’s a lot of shit-wading to do before discovering the only regimen that works reliably for everyone: Eat less and exercise.
I’ve been doing that for a while, but now I’m running like a nut. This is ironic because, after golf, it was the outdoor activity that I scratched my head about the most. I mean…you’re just run. What the hell?
Now I realize that it’s about much more: rhythm, endurance, focus, breathing, and injuries.
We were once the greatest endurance runners on earth. We didn’t have fangs, claws, strength or speed, but the springiness of our legs and our unrivaled ability to cool our bodies by sweating rather than panting enabled humans to chase prey until it dropped from heat exhaustion. Some speculate that collaboration on such hunts led to language, then shared technology. Running arguably made us the masters of the world.
So how did one of our greatest strengths become such a liability? “The data suggests up to 79 percent of all runners are injured every year,” says Stephen Messier, the director of the J. B. Snow Biomechanics Laboratory at Wake Forest University. “What’s more, those figures have been consistent since the 1970s.” Messier is currently 11 months into a study for the U.S. Army and estimates that 40 percent of his 200 subjects will be hurt within a year. “It’s become a serious public health crisis.”
That’s from The Once and Future Way to Run, by Christopher McDougall. He breaks a few things down: It’s not about whether you’re barefoot, have fancy sneakers, or special surfaces. It’s about form.
The author mentions the running habits of the Tarahumara Indians, who incorporate a soft stride – landing on the balls of their feet – rather than landing on their heel. It’s such a simple thing, but it makes such a world of difference, and no fancy gimmicks are required.
I’m fond of bashing earlier-me. There’s so much in my past to shake my head at. Clumsy interpersonal relationships, lack of focus, laziness – the accounts would unfurl onto the floor like Santa Claus consulting the naughty list. But: Every now and then, I discover something that changes the shape of the stories I tell about myself.
In youth, for almost a decade (though not completely consecutive), I studied the martial arts. It was a rare form of Karate called Uechi Ryu. My father and I both studied together. Before quitting, I attained my second degree black belt; but whatever. I did well enough, I suppose.
To be brutally honest, though, compared to most of my peers, I was somewhat sloppy, less motivated, less confident, and more timid. Sure, there were plenty of times that I gave it my all, but there were so many lazy moments that I can only blame on adolescence and my anti-rose-colored glasses.
I often lament earlier-me, but I have to believe that I was a better student than I remember. Hell, I failed my first black belt test, re-trained and then obtained it on the next go round. I could have just quit in frustration, right?
Here’s the thing. I have some very potent memories of the following:
Which brings me back to that running thing. How those Indians run? Yeah, that’s how I run. I hadn’t even realized it until I read the article. All those sparring exercises, all those jogs around the dojo, all those countless other exercises I can barely remember… we pivot on the forefoot and keep the pressure off our heels.
I often remark about humanity’s cognitive failures. It’s nice to reflect that sometimes, purely by an accident of history, you can do the right thing. I wonder what other aspects of current-me were born in earlier-me that I so often carelessly disregard?
Protesting, picketing, agitation – all that stuff – well, it’s been with us for a very long time. Though the authorities among us would prefer that we were solemn, quiet, and dignified, the truth is that solemnity doesn’t do a hell of a lot to change things.
Women in Chicago being arrested for wearing one piece bathing suits, without the required leg coverings. 1922 (Found on epic4chan, among other places)
Assuming that this picture is not apocryphal, it serves as a reminder that damned near everything we take for granted – all those thoroughly normal, uncontroversial things in life – well… they were controversial.
Apparently, you just have to look back far enough. We hold on to so many normal things, unaware that the most trivial among them was a thing to be fought for. It’s something worth keeping in mind among the very important protests happening at the moment.
If anyone has more information about this picture, I’d love to learn more.
With a few exceptions, the story of my life has been one of instant gratification. Blame society, blame parents, blame myself, blame my own unique cocktail of Reasons. In the end, I’m just lazy, but in a general and common way.
I’m lazy enough to put off what I know will help me today. But I’m not so lazy that I haven’t taken the odd side-class or put genuine effort into learning stuff. Nothing new, there.
I’m sure it’s familiar to many of us. Lately, the thought surfaces because so much of my time has been filled with the structured pursuits of a modern, American father. Unless you’re hanging out at Moe’s Tavern every night, life is very fucking busy. And if you’re hanging at Moe’s, why are you married?
A job became a career. A hobby became a pursuit. And general healthfulness evolved into the focused variety. The question, as always, is how long can I maintain?
The line graph of pursuits over the course of my life swerves up, down, and all around. Consistency has not been my friend. We fight from time to time. It’s a dysfunctional marriage with the part of myself sitting on a beanbag and horking chips in my mouth while Adult Swim is airing content.
But screw that guy. I care more about Future Me. That’s the Me that’s just a dream; an odd idea. I’ve neglected that guy for a while.
On the fitness front, I’ve been using Runkeeper and Fitocracy to keep data in front of my face: this is what you’re doing. Don’t quit this, you lazy ass.
Professionally, my work’s task-lists in front of my face to an insane degree (more on that in the future). I track what’s coming and what I’ve done. Again, it’s as if to say: don’t screw around; look at all that work you did yesterday.
But no pats on the head, yet. Or ever. How much of this is a function of crises-driven life-stage anxiety? Each of us stares into the void differently. Moreso, though, each of us is a different person staring into the void. There are multiples of multiples; plenty of ways to fear, and cope with, the anticlimax at the end.
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So I’m perfecting the art of busying myself until that end. I’d like Future Me to look back on Present Me with a little more fondness than I have in the past. That requires tools, bits of inspiration, and well grounded advice you can’t find in a Time fluff piece.
But, if you want to get a firm handle on why it’s so damned hard to reach our dreams, watch this. It’s three and a half minutes long, and beyond educational.
The universe is expanding. We know that much. But we don’t know why, since the gravitational force of all these galaxies should be pulling things together. Albert Einstein used what he considered to be a cheat: the cosmological constant, which was a fancy way of Einstein saying “the universe is in equilibrium, but I don’t quite buy how or why.”
From the Chandra Observatory site. A decent picture of what we *think* the energy distribution of the universe may look like.
Well, time passes and the engine of discovery continues to fire. A nobel prize was recently awarded to a few proud eggheads who think they’ve discovered dark energy.
The concept of dark energy emerged in 1999 as a way to explain the fact that the expansion of the universe, once thought to be slowing ever since the big bang about 13.7 billion years ago, was accelerating. That resurrected the idea of a cosmological constant, introduced by Einstein more than 80 years ago as a “fudge factor” to explain why the universe then appeared to be in equilibrium, rather than being pulled together by gravity.
A few years later, however, astronomer Edwin Hubble discovered that the universe was not in stasis, after all, but was expanding. There was no “constant.” Einstein condemned his own idea as “my greatest blunder.”
But in the 1990s, astronomers found ways to use supernovae as cosmic “standard candles” whose luminosity could be analyzed to track the history of the universe’s expansion as far back as 9.8 billion light-years.
That led to the 1999 discovery that the expansion of the universe was accelerating rather than slowing. There had to be some “repulsive force” overcoming the gravity that should have been causing the universe to come together.
Astronomers called the force dark energy, and “it mimics the cosmological constant,” said Michigan Technological University astronomer Robert J. Nemiroff. Einstein may have been right after all.
(The Washington Post, January 12, 2006)
I can’t do this subject a lick of justice, so watch this video:
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Einstein may have been right all along. Pretty cool stuff. It’s just like science to get our hopes up, dash them, get them up again, dash them again, and then get our hopes up again. The process may seem annoying, but I find it to be a hell of a ride.
Now, let’s sit back and wait for the 42,000 revisions of this observation over the next 500 years. Science!
I almost forgot it’s Coming Out Day. It’s the day when we celebrate tolerance, acceptance, and George Takai. I only wish he could have been the first openly gay captain in Starfleet.
Anyway: Here’s John Waters on the subject – as warm and funny as ever. Apparently, coming out is square.
Back in my temping days, I wasn’t what you’d call organized. I may have been in the top tier of the temp-pool, but my assignments rarely required exceptional organizational skills. I was a geek, typed fast, and did my my job. That was enough. Sure, I was good.
But, I keep this in perspective. Kelly Services was generally content when workers showed up on time, sober, and wearing pants. The bar was set pretty low.
Well, this job requires organizational skills at a magnitude I never would have predicted. In the beginning, I didn’t have them. I was years into my job and nearly halfway into my thirties before I finally figured it out.
Do this: Think of some important thing. It’s happening next week. It’s a thing you need to write down. In any complex job, there are hundreds of things like that. Sometimes, long-form writing or editing is the important thing. It all amounts to a few words you need to capture.
All our whiz-bang technologies can help. Smartphones take dictation, allow you to manage calendars, keep up on email, and blah, and blah, and blah. But, unless you have an expensive smartphone (likely built by Apple), expect delays, crashes, and general frustration. Notebook PC’s are great, too. But, even with an SSHD, they’re slow to start and besides, now you have to deal with an Operating System. I hate those things.
I have to get my thoughts down, like, now. I don’t have time for booting things, and…what the hell is this dialog box? No, I didn’t want that.
I would prefer to write with a stick on wet beach-sand before using my netbook or android to take down notes. I don’t have much time. Too much can go wrong. All I have to worry about, with the former, is the rising tide.
But, the main reason to avoid my smartphone and netbook is that they provide instantly accessible distractions. Games. Internet. Mucking around with an interface. There’s too much to do other than write.
Assuming I don’t want to live only with a yellow tablet and a pen, I ask three questions when considering any new tech:
For a while, nothing passed the test. My Moleskine and favorite pencil were just fine. However, two technologies insinuated them into my life that I can no longer do without.
The Livescribe Echo and some accessories. Very quickly, it's become a fixture of my professional life.
In the brief time I’ve owned my Livescribe Echo smartpen, it has become an invaluable tool. Why? Because now I can take notes, capture audio, and everything’s synchronized. Those notes can be digitally saved, and I can even create a PDF that embeds everything inside. It’s a little hard to fully appreciate without seeing it in action, but check out this video.
If you attend meetings, I can’t stress just how powerful this tool is. You never need to bring a laptop again. Just write down the keywords, capture everything, and then produce notes after the fact. There’s no racing to keep up with things because it’s all recorded.
Sure, you say, it can do all that. But, there’s got to be a lot of work on the backend to make it look as easy as in that video. Nope. At least, not yet. I’ve encountered no problems extracting data from the smartpen. I can even cut the audio (it’s in simple MP4 format) if that’s my desire. It’s stupidly easy to select the pages I want, and then save it as a PDF. It integrates with Google Docs and Evernote, too. The key here is that you don’t get caught up in snags after using it.
I used to type on my netbook when out and about, but then I started to feel like a sucker. Remember all that talk of mine about distractions? Oh neat! I can get on the internet! I should check my email. Now Facebook. Ooooh, it’s Windows. I wonder if I can get DOSbox to work…
To hell with that. The Alphasmart Neo can’t do that. It has no 3G. It has noWiFi. It has no games. It has only a lone USB jack and an infrared comm port (that I’ve never used). All you get are a few lines of LCD text to view. You can’t bold. You can’t italicize. Shit, man, all you can do is write.
The keyboard is almost full-sized and has a pleasing tactile response. It runs on AAA batteries that last longer than your Kindle. If you need to write something…say, after taking all those cool notes, there’s no better option. Other Alphasmart models let you do more, but avoid them. The point is to finish that paper, not play solitare.
Convergence is the word everyone talks about. A little thing that goes in your pocket, that does everything? Meh. What gets me excited are dedicated tools with a single purpose, executed beautifully.
When the objective is to remain on task, the last thing you need is a piece of technology that does everything. It’s a bug, not a feature.
"What could it mean to say that the self is an illusion? Here’s Bruce Hood, author of the new book The Self Illusion, in an interview at Sam Harris’ joint: Most of us have an experience of a self. I certainly have one, and I do not doubt that others do as well – an autonomous individual with a coherent identity and sense of free will. But that experience is an illusion – it does not exist independently of the person having the experience, and it is certainly not what it seems." Counterpoint.
"Bruce Hood, a psychologist at the University of Bristol, picks up where Woolf and the modernists left off. In his excellent new book, The Self Illusion, he seeks to understand how the singularity of the self emerges from the cacophony of mind and the mess of social life. Dr. Hood was kind enough to answer a few of my questions below:" This whole thing is like one long advertisement for why tabula rasa adherents (ie: Ayn Rand) are highly uncritical.
Annotations:LEHRER: If the self is an illusion, then why does it exist? Why do we bother telling a story about ourselves?
HOOD: For the same reason that our brains create a highly abstracted version of the world around us. It is bad enough that our brain is metabolically hogging most of our energy requirements, but it does this to reduce the workload to act. That’s the original reason why the brain evolved in the first place – to plan and control movements and keep track of the environment. It’s why living creatures that do not act or navigate around their environments do not have brains. So the brain generates maps and models on which to base current and future behaviors. Now the value of a map or a model is the extent to which it provides the most relevant useful information without overburdening you with too much detail.
Follow these steps to create a number of text columns in Illustrator and fill them with texts. I find that this is very useful when creating an index with MAPublisher. MP writes the index to a text file which, after some optional processing, can easily be placed in the main document. 1: Create a rectangle in the place where you want the columns to go. Simply use the rectangle tool for this. Don't worry about stroke and fill settings, you'll lose them anyway 2: With the rectangle selected, go to Object - Path - Split To Grid. Set the number of rows/columns desired and their dimensions. 3: With the columns selected, go to Type - Threaded Text - Create. 4: Select the text you want to show in the columns and copy it to the clipboard. 5: Select the text tool and move the cursor to the left-top part of the columns (which should still be selected) so that the cursor changes in the small i-beam without the dotted square. 6: Click so that the text cursor is placed at the top of the first column. 7: Paste. If your text is too big, you'll see a little red icon at the bottom right corner of the rightmost column. You can either change the font settings or repeat the process witha larger area and/or different column settings. -- disclaimer -- This is written for Illustrator CS on Windows. I know that the split to grid option is in the Type menu on Illustrator 10. In other versions, it may be somewhere else.
There are reports about an issue people are experiencing with IE9 and Windows 7 UI. Precisely, IE9 (beta) seems to mess a bit with Windows Aero UI in such a way, that first menu-item clicked after IE9 was opened tends to "burn-in" into the screen where it stays ontop of everything. You may see screenshots here: http://img811.imageshack.us/img811/7849/fault0.jpg http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/7423/fault1.jpg http://img46.imageshack.us/img46/85/fault2.jpg Please notice, the problem is about Windows UI, so it may happen you will see this nastiness with system menus or third-party application's menus right after opening IE9. The workaround is to turn off both: - Fade or slide menus into view - Fade out menu items after clicking in: Control Panel -> System -> Advanced system settings -> Advanced -> Performance (Settings) -> Custom
Britain controlled about one-fourth of the Earth's land surface and one-fifth of the world's population in 1939. Fifty years later, its holdings outside the British Isles had become trivial, and it even faced an insurgency in Northern Ireland. Britain spent the intervening years developing strategies to cope with what poet Rudyard Kipling called its "recessional," or the transient nature of Britain's imperial power. It has spent the last 20 years defining its place not in the world in general but between continental Europe and the United States in particular.
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As the world moves into the second decade of the 21st century, a new power rivalry is taking shape between India and China, Asia's two behemoths in terms of territory, population and richness of civilization. India's recent successful launch of a long-range missile able to hit Beijing and Shanghai with nuclear weapons is the latest sign of this development.
Annotations:by Robert D. Kaplan The Obama administration "pivot" to the Pacific, formally announced by Secretary of State Hillary Clinton last November and reiterated more recently by the president himself, might appear like a reassertion of America's imperial tendencies just at the time when Washington should be concentrating on the domestic economy. But in fact, the pivot was almost inevitable.
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A family member recently asked me, What's the connection between allergic reactions to wine and histamine levels in wine? She, like many people, abstains from drinking wine because it has resulted in adverse effects in the past. The answer to the question is both simple and complicated: If you are allergic to histamine, then you should avoid drinking some wines, because some wines contain higher amounts of histamine. Before I go into detail, let's get to the good news: Not all wines contain high levels of histamine. This means that some wines are ok to drink, even if you are allergic to histamine. More on that below.
When you add files to your project, be aware of possible conflicts, and make sure that the files you add are compatible with your project.
I don't remember a lot of specifics about watching Titanic in theaters in 1997, but I was 15 years old, which means my two biggest concerns were 1) locating romance, and 2) not dying in a nautical catastrophe.
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Energy security and climate change present massive threats to global security, military planners say, with connections and consequences spanning the world. Some scientists have linked the Arab Spring uprisings to high food prices caused by the failed Russian wheat crop in 2010, a result of an unparalleled heat wave. The predicted effects of climate change are also expected to hit developing nations particularly hard, raising the importance of supporting humanitarian response efforts and infrastructure improvements. Here's a look at several geopolitical hotspots that will likely bear the unpredictable and dangerous consequences of climate change and current energy policies.
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Objectivism considers religion a mere execrescence of irrationality, a product of wrong premises misintregrated into the subconscious. What evidence do Objectivists present on behalf of this hypothesis? None whatsoever. In fact, Rand herself does not appear to have even considered the issue of evidence.
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FAKING AN AUTHENTIC EXPERIENCE IS NOW LAUDED, AND COMPANIES SUCH AS J. CREW ARE EXPLOITING THE TREND, WRITES MICHAEL RAISANEN.
Annotations:However, there are some interesting lessons to be learnt from J. Crew; they have managed to harness the trend and take inauthentic authenticity to the next level, to mainstream America. The narrative they put forth for men in catalogues and advertising is a composite of the following:
• outdoorsy, classical, New England, early ’60s collegiate
• oaky, duck hunting, landed gentry, sheep dog
• waxed mustache, axe-yielding, self-sufficient, eccentric woodsman
There’s no way to understand politics anywhere without understanding religion, but to an outsider American Christianity -- and so American politics -- can seem almost incomprehensible. Over the last 2,000 years, Christians have quarreled themselves into 30,000 different denominations. On top of that, American Christianity, like American culture more broadly, tends to flout hierarchy and authority, which means that a sizeable number of American Christians consider themselves “nondenominational."
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At first glance, the idea of "Wallace and Gromit have their own science education show" seems a bit weird. Especially when you see Wallace, the claymation man with unmistakable sweater vest, sitting at a desk saying "Hello viewers." But actually, Wallace & Gromit's World of Invention, which just came out on DVD in the U.S., is cracking great fun.
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We all create stories to explain what happens in a day. A story is a tool to help us make sense of the world. But what about the future? What would happen if you turned your to-do list into a story as a rehearsal for the next day? Personally, it's helped me not just Get Things Done, but also boosted my memory so that I've been able to ditch complicated to-do lists and schedules for good.
Annotations:After U.S. President Barack Obama visited the Korean Demilitarized Zone on March 25 during his trip to South Korea for a nuclear security summit, he made the obligatory presidential remarks warning North Korea against continued provocations. He also praised the strength of U.S.-South Korean relations and commended the 28,500 U.S. troops stationed there. Obama's visit itself is of little importance, but it is an opportunity to ask just what Washington's strategy is in Korea and how the countries around North Korea (China, Russia, South Korea and Japan) view the region. As always, any understanding of current strategy requires a consideration of the history of that strategy.
Annotations:At CivilPolitics.org, our mission is to find and promote evidence-based methods for increasing political civility. By civility we do NOT mean politeness, decorum, agreement, bipartisanship, or unity. We think disagreement and debate are good things. We think America is well served when political parties represent different viewpoints and then compete vigorously to recruit voters to their side.
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