Wed. Jul 27, 2005
Random Stream of Miscellany
I suppose we could blame the silence on the heat. Yes, that’s it. That’s why I (and others) have had so little to “say” lately, because sweaty fingers tend to type less.
That’s been a primary topic here in Atlanta … “boy howdy, is it steamin’ hot, er whut!?!” Why, yes, it is. It’s late July, and it’s Atlanta. Add it up. It’s something more than “summer.” It’s the beginning of Dog Days. They’ll be here a while. And it happens most every year (though recent years have been a bit tame).
Elsewhere, people are suffering from temperatures far above their average for this time of year. In Atlanta, we’re only slightly above our usual average, 89. It’s been 90, 92, and 94 over the past three days (and check out those humidity peaks!)
Still, I prefer to stay out of it. Susan asked me if I was going to watch any of the Falcon’s sessions at training camp. No, the memory of two-a-days from high school is painful enough. And why go sit in the heat when they’ve got a blog?
Dog Days. It’s also that time of year when many go fallow. Thus, you get stuff like this random stream of miscellany.
What else is going on? I read that they’re going to rebrand the Global War on Terror (GWOT). That phrase is now officially unhip. Square, daddio. We’re now engaged in a Global Struggle Against Violent Extremism (GSAVE). Please update your acronym database accordingly.
Why am I reminded of New Coke?
Perhaps for the same reason that when I hear Pervez Musharraf say, “Al-Qaeda does not exist in Pakistan any more,” I think of “Mission Accomplished.”
Hmmm, we seem to be veering from a random stream of miscellany towards the edge of starting a screed. Excuse me, I have to go to a meeting.
“Hi, my name is Reid… [Hi, Reid] ...and it’s been thirty days since I’ve written about politics … do I get a token or wristband or something?”
How about something slightly bigger, but not much? Somewhere in the Land of Apple, little MacElves are slaving under Steve Jobs’ turtlenecked glare boxing up a Mac Mini, which in a few days will rest about two feet from the keyboard I’m using right now. Complex multi-monitor madness will ensue.
No, not because I’m “switching.” Because you simply can’t have too many computers. And because I have all this spare time…
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Thanks for the special dispensation. And, after all, this isn’t an “article,” it’s a “comment.”
You know, it’s often not even the “politico’s” that scorch my behind anymore.
An example: “Sen. Hillary Rodham Clinton’s call for an ideological cease-fire in the Democratic Party drew an angry reaction yesterday from liberal bloggers and others on the left, who accused her of siding with the centrist Democratic Leadership Council (DLC) in a long-running dispute over the future of the party. Long a revered figure by many in the party’s liberal wing, Clinton (D-N.Y.) unexpectedly found herself under attack after calling Monday for a cease-fire among the party’s quarreling factions…”
Partisan activists (on both sides) have no interest in compromise, middle ground, and most of all, a “cease-fire.” I’m not talking between the parties, I’m talking within the parties. I’m still waiting on signs that the collective Democratic party finally realizes this “addition by subtraction” philosophy many seem to have embraced is not working. But the various factions are still working on their purity drives, and show no sign of stopping.
And “scorch my behind” isn’t even accurate anymore. I read a story like the above, and it doesn’t raise more than a barely perceptible shake of the head out of me. Because it’s become so predictable.
There, I feel a little better.
My house’s air conditioning broke on Saturday.
Didn’t get fixed ‘til yesterday.
Memo to fellow progressives:
Re – the DLC:
The Democratic Party prides itself on cherishing diversity. However, it has become increasingly clear that members of the Democratic Leadership Counsel consistently advocate opinions that are shared by the majority of people in our society. Any time someone becomes convinced to agree with the majority, the cause of diversity is defeated.
Ergo, we must exclude these people in order to preserve our “big tent” philosophy and assure that the Democratic party continues to dominate American politics as it has for the last several years.
Three days without AC? MC Sweaty. I can relate, as my AC chose July to die about five years ago. No … fun … at all. Too hot to even get heated about it.
And your, er, memo is one of the funniest things I’ve read lately. Because it cuts so close to the bone.
Thanks, though I would enjoy the complement more if I could stop crying.
Complex multi-monitor madness will ensue.
KVM switchbox; absolutely invaluable. Check drbott.com for VGA/USB or DVI/USB switches. And since it’s a mini, you’ll need to recycle your PC keyboard n’ mouse anyway…
Thanks, Peter, I’m still trying to get acquainted with all the MacResources, and Dr Bott seems like a good one.
My original thoughts were to get a KVM, but I’ve gone the software route, and it Rocks with a capital R.
Three big monitors. Two powerful operating systems. And one little red mouse rules them all.
This is late, regarding Freebird yelling..but
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“Hi, my name is Reid… [Hi, Reid] ...and it’s been thirty days since I’ve written about politics … do I get a token or wristband or something?”
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