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Nobilis

We had our first “full” Nobilis session yesterday over at the Testerfolks. Interesting. There still continues to be a lot of similarity to ADRPG. Diceless, narrative combat. A grand mythology…

We had our first “full” Nobilis session yesterday over at the Testerfolks.

Interesting.

There still continues to be a lot of similarity to ADRPG. Diceless, narrative combat. A grand mythology that fits behind everything. Strange concepts that your mind takes a while to figure out (Domain powers vs Shifting Shadow). The sense that you know what to do, while at the same time being pretty certain that you’re not doing everything you could do.

The biggest two problems (which extend from the above) at the moment:

1. Figuring out what you can actually do, or, rather, how well you can do it. I tend to be a rather linear gamer, anyway, which is why I tend to avoid mage-types with long spell lists and a dozen different options in any given circumstance. Now I have a character who has Matrix-like physical abilities, and who can also do miracles having to do with the domain of Punishment. And what that means and how I do it and how I apply it remains sort of a mystery to me. It will come over time, but …

2. Figuring out the cosmology. Doyce is cleverly starting us off with amnesiac characters who’ve been cut off from our boss and headquarters, so a lot of the complexity doesn’t have to be dealt with yet. But reading through the book (yes, the Testerfolk got us a copy of the book, ostensibly because they didn’t do everything they felt they should housesitting for us, which is ironic because we simultaneously bought some books for them in thanks for their having housesat) is a long, hard, haul, because the mechanics are embedded (on, at first glance, a 1:7 ratio) with the mythology, the cosmology, the campaign setting. I don’t know if you could play Nobilis without that setting — but, like Amber, a lot of the setting is so open-ended that it almost doesn’t matter. Still, it’s going to be a while before I have an easy familiarity with Chancels and Excrucians and Lord Entropy and all that stuff.

The game mechanics (what I’ve been able to glean) seem pretty straightforward (in an open-ended miracle-working way), but we’ve had very limited exercise of them in game-time yet, so that remains to be seen.

The biggest problem, I suspect, will be finding time to shoe-horn the game into everyone’s schedule, since Doyce is starting off with seven players (expecting, I suspect, some attrition, which is only wise of him).

And with the avatars/owners of Lust, Electricity, Guilt, Reality, Death, Punishment, and Fungus swarming around, it should make for some interesting game logs. Or at least some amusing times when the mundanes are around.

The New Twenty

Oh, boy! Yet another new twenty dollar bill design. Didn’t we just go through this? As to the particulars of the design, ho, and also hum. I think it’s uglier…

Oh, boy! Yet another new twenty dollar bill design. Didn’t we just go through this?

As to the particulars of the design, ho, and also hum. I think it’s uglier than the present version. The color usage (which makes it supposedly more counterfeit-proof than the previous versions) is, well, goofy-looking.

Look, folks — there are plenty of countries with lots of experience in using color in their bill design. Don’tcha think we ought to touch bases with them?

(And why does Andrew Jackson look like Michael Rennie playing a particuarly wild-haired mad scientist?)

Ah, well. I guess better that we stick with the politician’s heads we got, then open up the debate as to who should be on the twenty. As amusing as that would be.

(via Xkot)

Magical public policy

Bill Whittle has (yet another) fine essay on line, this time on magical thinking and those who take advantage of it. He even gets in a dig at my favorite…

Bill Whittle has (yet another) fine essay on line, this time on magical thinking and those who take advantage of it. He even gets in a dig at my favorite whipping-boy/Oscar-winning documentarian. Fine (lengthy) reading.

(via Andrea)

Yea, though I wander …

Heard back from a senior IT manager I’ve been corresponding with. He actually called me before I could call him (I figured since he’d been out over two weeks on…

Heard back from a senior IT manager I’ve been corresponding with. He actually called me before I could call him (I figured since he’d been out over two weeks on travel, and it was a Monday, I’d cut him some slack), which is a good thing.

There are some continued discussions going on as to various organizational items that impact me and others, but they sound fairly positive. Some questions I’d raised about some cross-functional ambiguity (serving multiple masters sort of thing) seem to have taken on additional relevance, so he’s got that on his radar.

He did note that some write-ups I’d done as to how things seemed to be developing were “spot-on,” which means that when I’m talking a good talk about matters, I’m at least talking in the right direction. And it was a nice, gratuitous complement, which is always nice.

More official word (and fewer circumlocutions) probably this coming Friday. Or, since it’s a company holiday, Thursday.

Blowing me away

I like to think of myself as consistent. I like to think that my beliefs on various subjects (at least those related to public policy) are based on reasoned study…

I like to think of myself as consistent. I like to think that my beliefs on various subjects (at least those related to public policy) are based on reasoned study of the questions at hand, an impartial review of the evidence, and a fearless but objective determination of what the right course should be.

Which is why, when I find my opinion on something changing, it’s a bit disturbing. I sort of hold off on leaping into a new ideological position, waiting to see if I’m just disgruntled about something in particular or feeling cranky or influenced by a single news article or event.

I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ve been wrong all these years about gun control.

(See, that’s the problem. It’s less that I’m excited or proud that I might be, with my change of mind, right about something. It’s that I’ve been wrong up until now. But I digress.)

As a kid, gun-owning was not a big thing in our lives, but I saw it as Just Something People Did. Or most people. It wasn’t discussed over cocktails. I got the impression as much on TV as anywhere else.

The turning point came when I was in high school, and was on the debate team. One of the annual NFL (that National Forensics League, natch) topics had to do with changes to the criminal justice system, and, at the time (we’re talking (ahem) late 70s here), gun violence and Saturday Night Specials and all that sort of thing were hot subjects.

I read the little 4×6 evidence cards avidly. Statistics on gun violence in the US vs. other civilized realms with harsher gun control. The proportion of gun deaths that came from crimes of passion, where, in the heat of an argument, someone grabs a pistol from the bureau and plugs their spouse or neighbor or parent or child. The kids hurt or killed when they stumbled across doofus Dad’s loaded pistol in the night stand drawer.

And I looked at the other side of the argument. The “black helicopter” types who demanded to hold onto their rifles and pistols to protect against an Evil US Government. Or the NRA fanatics, who cared less about how many cops or kids or innocents were killed than in how much political clout they could hold.

It was clear to me that some sort of gun control was needed. Registration, certainly. Probably a ban on pistols (except for sporting pistols, which would need to be kept locked up at firing ranges), maybe on rifles of various sorts as well (this was before all the “assault weapon” part of the debate). Guns don’t kill people, true, but people with easy access to guns can kill people a lot more easily than people with easy access to knives.

So, that particular ideological decision made, I could spend the next two decades rolling my eyes at the NRA, shaking my head at the carnage on the streets, and clucking sadly over the statistics and the cowardly politicians.

Then something began to change. Maybe it was the Bellesiles scandal — I’d welcomed gleefully the publication of a book that iconoclastically demolished the idea that the US had always been a gun-saturated culture, but the revelations that much of the book’s history was made up out of whole cloth (and the silence from the anti-gun side of the debate as those revelations took place) shook me.

Then there were all the “assault weapon” shenanigans, as weapons were banned or restricted, not based on what they could actually do, but based on what they looked like.

The DC Sniper coverage, too, irked me, as anti-gun forces in the media drew all sorts of goofy and unsupported conclusions about how the gun culture had clearly driven yet another white boy loner over the edge.

And I started reading more international statistics, including how, even as Britain has tried to crack down on guns (to a far greater degree than anyone is yet proposing here in the US), criminal gun violence and armed robbery has, over decades, grown and grown — and how, more damningly, it’s been clear that the police have been both unable and unwilling to do anything about it, besides suggesting that, well, maybe you shouldn’t wear flashy wristwatches and flashy cell phones out in public.

Shift gear here a moment. Colorado wrestles with the gun issue as much as anyone. And with the Columbine killings still fresh in everyone’s memory, the question of how easily folks can get hold of guns remains a hot button.

The current battleground has been over concealed-carry permits. Until recently, this was a local (city, county) matter — each municipal government could decide what they wanted to do. In rural districts, it was usually pretty easy — you simply went to the local sheriff, applied for a permit, and were issued one.

Other locations, though, made it much more difficult — even impossible — to get one. You had to prove to an unwilling police chief that you had a compelling enough imminent danger to you that you deserved to carry a gun for your own protection. And even then, it often didn’t happen. Folks with death threats (or fear of a violent ex, etc.) were simply told to be careful, get a restraining order, call 911 if there’s a problem, and so forth. And, yes, people died that way, too.

The state legislature recently passed a law that said, hey, this is a constitutional issue (see here and here on the Colorado Constitution on the matter, and here, of course, for the US Constitution). So we’re going to set uniform standards on the matter, and municipalities may not override them.

Those standards are basically that, subject to a criminal background check and appropriate training, people should be able to get a concealed-carry permit.

The philosophy behind this is one that, as a civil libertarian, I find appealing — the state should show a compelling reason why a particular liberty should be restricted from a person. As opposed to the previous system, where some munipalities asked folks to prove, to their satisfaction, that they should be allowed to exercise a particular liberty.

As one state legislator noted, looking at other constitutional rights, “Which one, other than the right to bear arms, would anyone every contemplate municpalities having supremacy over the state — freedom of speech, freedom of religion, the right to assemble, the right to counsel?”

The article in the Rocky, though, contained just that one bit of justification, aside from the law also trying to make uniform and visible the local restrictions on where individuals can carry firearms. Most of the space was taken up with apocalyptic fears of blood in the streets, outrage over the state imposing its will on the city of Denver, and loud denunciations of how the state GOP had cowtowed to the “powerful gun lobby.”

Feh.

It’s not just a matter of being annoyed beyond measure with the rhetoric of the anti-gun side. That’s an emotional response, not an intellectual one. It’s just that I find so many of the factual and logical assertions they make to be so dubious, and that, as I’ve become more of a civil libertarian over time, less in keeping with my own political philosophy, which is that it’s better to punish abuse of rights than restrict the right in the first place — which is, as noted above, the approach we take with so many of the other civil liberties we enjoy and cherish. Freedom of speech, for example, can do great harm, but we shy away from censorship.

I’m not a nut about this, I hope. I think there is room for a certainly degree of regulation of firearms, both as to class (I have no problems with the restrictions on fully automatic weapons) and to access; I remain mixed on how freely guns ought to be obtainable, with what sort of registration or background checks or records kept, but I’d rather start from the position that the citizenry ought to be able to obtain firearms if they wish, than from the position that we must prohibit the wrong people from getting them. I’m not sure I go with the idea that “an armed society is a polite society” (my love of Heinlein notwithstanding), but I’m pretty certain that the proposition that “a disarmed society is a safe society” also doesn’t bear much scrutiny (see “Britain”).

I’m also new enough to being on this side of the fence — and close enough to straddling said barrier — that I don’t expect I’ll be writing about it often here. I’m still feeling my way around some of those practical applications of the ideological shift. But I thought it worth noting at least that the shift had taken place.

A day of rest (and recreation)

A number of die-hard states with blue laws related to Sunday alcohol sales are beginning to loosen up and allow you to buy beer and wine and liquor on Sundays….

A number of die-hard states with blue laws related to Sunday alcohol sales are beginning to loosen up and allow you to buy beer and wine and liquor on Sundays.

A sudden rise in drunken debauchery? A reasoned realization that preventing liquor sales on Sundays doesn’t actually instill moral fiber into the community? A principled effort to separate church and state?

Nah. They’re just strapped for sales tax revenue.

Now, if only Colorado would join that list.

My 15 0 minutes of fame

A few weeks back, I got an e-mail from a NY Times reporter, Warren St. James. Im doing a story for the NY Times on personal blogs…any chance I could…

A few weeks back, I got an e-mail from a NY Times reporter, Warren St. James.

Im doing a story for the NY Times on personal blogs…any chance I could interview you?

After double-checking on the guy’s name and the sort of stuff he’s written, I responded in the affirmative, asking if he wanted something written or by phone.

Hi Dave…phone is more efficient if you don’t mind. I’m at [snip] (call collect) or shoot a number and time and Ill call you.

Well, “more efficient” meant going back and forth with various numbers and times before I finally called him and got him on the line. He apologized, saying that after a slow response, he’d suddenly been inundated with e-mail. We talked — for about thirty seconds, as he checked whether I fit his thesis (see below) or not. Then he had to get back to another call. But he’d call me back.

Or not.

I did send a follow-up e-mail on what seemed to be his theme — that blogs set up individuals as reporters of their private lives, and this has a disruptive effect on their friends and family — and invited him to call back or ask any follow-up questions.

[cue crickets chirping]

The resulting article was published on Sunday. I am not, btw, mentioned, either by name or quotation or even by reference. I guess that’s because I didn’t meet his thesis.

Rick Bruner’s awakening to the power of the written word came by way of a throwaway line, typed one afternoon in the cerulean glow of his I.B.M. ThinkPad.
Mr. Bruner, a 37-year-old Manhattan marketing consultant, keeps a Web log, an online diary known as a blog. After coming in for some sporting abuse from a friend who told him blogging was a waste of time, Mr. Bruner wrote in his blog that the friend “was fat and runs like a girl,” adding that he was sure the friend would not be offended “because he doesn’t read blogs.” With a push of a button, the comment was published on Mr. Bruner’s site, www.bruner.net/blog, and accessible to anyone with a computer.
A few days later, though, that friend’s curiosity about blogs was awakened after all. He quickly found Mr. Bruner’s site and was “deeply aggrieved,” Mr. Bruner said. Their friendship barely survived the episode.
Mr. Bruner’s experience is typical of many who have waded into the thrilling and sometimes perilous world of blogging, a once marginal activity of Internet enthusiasts that has become squarely mainstream, with an estimated three million active blogs online, according to Nick Denton, the head of Gawker Media, a blog publisher.

Other examples follow, all centered around the idea that

“It’s personal etiquette meets journalistic rules,” Mr. Denton, the blog publisher, said. “If you have a friend who’s a blogger you have to say, `This is not for blogging.’ It’s the blogging equivalent of `This is off the record.’ ”

Except I don’t think that I’ve ever had someone state it that baldly — and certainly it’s been a rare thing. Maybe it’s because I normally present a certain degree of discretion — I don’t run around and gossip to all my friends about what another friend told me, I try to avoid dishing dirt on people, and I quite visibly restrain myself from discussing things here that would be, basically, improper to discuss.

I have had folks tell me, when it might not be obvious, that something’s not public knowledge yet — but it’s usually been a broad-based injunction: “Please don’t let anyone know” as opposed to “This shouldn’t go on your blog.”

I’ll leave it for others to discuss (a) a NY Times article on “journalistic rules,” given some of the recent scandals there, (b) whether anyone (even the company itself) actually puts periods between the letters “I.B.M.”, and (c) the proper capitalization of “Web log.” I’m just going to hang out and wait for the next reporter to call.

Or maybe I’ll turn my notes, one of these days, into a blog post. Whatever.

I never did find out how he’d found out about me.

I could swim!

Long, unpleasant night last night. After lots of wind gusts in the evening, the night was calm and still, nary a breath of breeze. The temperature was warm, but (and…

Long, unpleasant night last night. After lots of wind gusts in the evening, the night was calm and still, nary a breath of breeze. The temperature was warm, but (and this is amazing for Colorado) the humidity (ooooh! in the 40s!) was killing us.

After tossing and turning between 2 and 3, I got up and tried to turn on the fan. Nope. Not plugged in, and darned if I was going to try and fumble under things to find the cord and get it into one of the sockets.

So I tossed and turned, sleeplessly, for another hour. Not a good way to start the week.

Humidity. Who’d’a thunkit?

Well, the fan is plugged in, at least, for tonight. When, I’m sure, the weather will be altogether different. Huh. Sooner or later, it will get hot (and dry) again. I’m ready for it.

Today, off to the Testerfolk for Nobilis (and trying to digest some dozens of pages of rules and suggestions and cheat sheets and the like, let alone not having actually read the book). At least it should be cool in their basement, though if we play on the comfy couches, Margie and I might have problems staying awake …

I expect things to get more back to normal (bloggingwise, at least) tomorrow, at the office. Though I expect it will also be a pretty busy day. We’ll see. It’s a short week, with Friday (and the following Monday) off, and my folks coming to visit as of Thursday evening, and Katherine’s birthday, and all that jazz.

Extra bonus points for those who can spot where I got the title from …

Productivity!

After a week of feeling a bit like a fifth wheel, I basically spent today out in the garden. As you’ll recall, the Friday before we left we hit the…

After a week of feeling a bit like a fifth wheel, I basically spent today out in the garden. As you’ll recall, the Friday before we left we hit the Denver Botanic Garden plant sale, and then on Sunday before we left, our church’s spring flower sale delivery occured.

So … lots of flowers, ground cover, plants, a few roses, this, that, and some other things. Oh, and (greater love hath no man than this) some tomato plants for Margie.

Probably about fifty, sixty plants, all told. And with the new bed by the driveway, and by the new fence, and always spaces to fill in elsewhere, it was a far-flung task.

About five and half hours worth, for all that.

And so I’m sore, but pretty happy. The new bed looks like a real flower bed (until we get the terracing done), and there’s plantings in the new side yard to make it look nice, too.

The lawnmower lady came by mid-morning and we settled on schedule and price and the lawn should go from looking overgrown and failing to close-cropped and failing.

The sprinkler zone along the sidewalk still isn’t working (gotta do something about that Monday), but I fixed a hole in the one by the front porch, and noted some other heads that needed moving and/or replacing.

Lots of work, keeping up a garden. But very rewarding, on a lot of levels.

Is the glass two-thirds full, or a third empty?

We’ve had enough late-season moisture that Denver Water is looking at lifting usage surcharges they just finished imposing. But even with full rivers at the moment, most reservoirs statewide will…

We’ve had enough late-season moisture that Denver Water is looking at lifting usage surcharges they just finished imposing. But even with full rivers at the moment, most reservoirs statewide will only be at two-thirds capacity, so officials are being very careful about declaring the drought all over.

As well they should be.

Loooong days and nights

Whew. This has been a long, hard business trip. Long, long meetings, exacerbated by various organizational actions to come. Not knowing what’s coming has been … stressful. And, because we’re…

Whew. This has been a long, hard business trip.

Long, long meetings, exacerbated by various organizational actions to come. Not knowing what’s coming has been … stressful.

And, because we’re staying with the Ks, it’s a 70-90 minute commute, both ways (I don’t know how Margie did it for the months she did). And, between dinner out with friends or business dinners, I have not had minute one to do any of my normal business trip decompression activities — surfing, playing games, blogging. Those things, on these sorts of trips, keep me up way too late — but also let me blow off the stresses of the day.

And all of us at the meeting have our computers set up in the same room, which limits what sort of stuff I can do during the day, of course.

Last night we went to Shelly and Bill, and got back around 9 and crashed. (And since Margie and I were in separate cars, we couldn’t even chitchat on the way back.) It was, though, the first night not saturated with lots of revelry. And it was also, perhaps not coincidentally, the first night since we got out here that I’ve slept decently.

Major announcements due on Friday. Stay tuned.

Give a kid an Oreo … go to prison

A lawsuit (in California, natch) seeks to prevent Nabisco from selling Oreos to minors. That’s because it’s full of partially hydrogenated oil (trans fat), which is known to be particularly…

A lawsuit (in California, natch) seeks to prevent Nabisco from selling Oreos to minors. That’s because it’s full of partially hydrogenated oil (trans fat), which is known to be particularly dangerous.

But, jeez — does anyone out there think that Oreos are good for you? Or that they’re even health-neutral?

If trans fat is really dangerous, then petition (or sue) the FDA or the Dept of Agriculture to ban it. Don’t take this sort of back-door approach to the whole thing.

Or try to educate the public. Though, ironically, that might make the product lawsuit-safe, since the California law under which it’s filed exempts ingredients generally known to be dangerous, and (the filer claims) most people don’t know about the dangers of trans fat.

Feh.

(via BoingBoing)

99 by 515

One song. Ninety-nine bottles. Five hundred and fifteen programming language snippets to produce them. And a lot of people with too much time on their hands. But … what, no…

One song. Ninety-nine bottles. Five hundred and fifteen programming language snippets to produce them.

And a lot of people with too much time on their hands.

But … what, no APL? Professor McIntyre would be apoplectic!

(via BoingBoing)

Oddest spam ever

Subject: Has your life been ruined by Evil? Hello, Have you really, really, really been hurt to the point where your live is a living hell? ~ Has somebody or…

Subject: Has your life been ruined by Evil?

Hello,
Have you really, really, really been hurt to the point where your live is a living hell?
~ Has somebody or something drastically altered your life? ~
~ Would you give anything to take back your stolen life? ~
~ What if there was a way to undo all done to you for $100,000? ~
What I am referring to is something which is well covered up from the general public!
I have access to the way, and need just one single person to work with.
Who I pick will be determined on the severity of their situation.
This is your one and only chance to live life over, and take control over what was stolen from you. Mentally stable open minded individuals a must! Someone close to the Boston area is preferred.
If you want your life back and would like for me to consider you, email a brief description of your situation to me at [snip]

Okay, is that weird, or what?

Progress report

Made it to California just fine. Flew on a 767, which is a rarity for me (though the center three seats are just perfect for two adults and a car…

Made it to California just fine. Flew on a 767, which is a rarity for me (though the center three seats are just perfect for two adults and a car seat).

I noted that Jim had not advanced the clock in the van for Daylight Savings Time. Ha, ha, ha. You’d think that would have inspired me to check the clock in our room, but it didn’t. Hence my getting up an hour later (though not particularly better rested) than I’d expected, with the attendent joys of Rush Hour on the Foothill Freeway to go along with it.

No agenda, so far. The interesting thing here is that I perhaps know some organizational things that other folks don’t, but probably will by the end of the week. Or perhaps they already do, and simply aren’t talking with me about it.

Hrm.

Off to Faerie

Low traffic the next week or so, though I’ll try to get in a word or two edgewise. Have fun, and, if you get bored, check out the folks in…

Low traffic the next week or so, though I’ll try to get in a word or two edgewise. Have fun, and, if you get bored, check out the folks in the blogrolls right. Them’s good readin’.

Ride!

Well, the Boomerang 1980 cartoon retrospective on Cartoon Network started this morning with the apallingly bad and eminently (Dear God, please) forgettable Heathcliff and Dingbat, but then, whoa — it’s…

Well, the Boomerang 1980 cartoon retrospective on Cartoon Network started this morning with the apallingly bad and eminently (Dear God, please) forgettable Heathcliff and Dingbat, but then, whoa — it’s Thundarr the Barbarian! Life is good!

Maybe we should stick with Shop and Driver’s Ed

I’m sure there are probably a number of folks out there who think that the classics are a waste of time, goofy stuff like medieval history classes are silly, and…

I’m sure there are probably a number of folks out there who think that the classics are a waste of time, goofy stuff like medieval history classes are silly, and the whole idea of education for the sake of education (vs. for some objective, practical purpose) is dubious.

It’s a bit … well, alarming to discover that the British secretary of state for education is one of them.

Charles Clarke, the education secretary, has continued his assault on the great subjects of academe by revealing that he regards medieval history as “ornamental” and a waste of public money.
Not long after expressing the view that he didn’t think much of classics and regarded the idea of education for its own sake as “a bit dodgy”, Mr Clarke, who read maths and economics at King’s College, Cambridge, went one further.
“I don’t mind there being some medievalists around for ornamental purposes, but there is no reason for the state to pay for them,” he said on a visit to University College, Worcester. He only wanted the state to pay for subjects of “clear usefulness”, according to today’s Times Higher Educational Supplement.

As a recipient of a History degree (thesis focusing on Reformation Europe) and a liberal arts education — granted, from a private institution — I’m more than a bit appalled.

A spokesman for the Department for Education and Skills said: “The secretary of state was basically getting at the fact that universities exist to enable the British economy and society to deal with the challenges posed by the increasingly rapid process of global change.”

Oh, is that what they’re for? Well, I’m glad we’ve got that cleared up.

(via GoaF)

X-Liberals?

Heh. I try to avoid too many stereotypes about the Left or the Right, but this article tickled a funny bone — probably because it’s about comic books. It starts…

Heh. I try to avoid too many stereotypes about the Left or the Right, but this article tickled a funny bone — probably because it’s about comic books. It starts off noting that a lot of folks have lauded the fine liberal values embodied in the X-Men.

I don’t know where some of you are getting the idea that the X-Men are liberals.
Xavier’s school is an exclusive private school. Liberals would put the mutant kids in public schools because it’s more egalitarian.
The X-Men are not asking for affirmative action/preferential treatment for their favored minority group; merely that they be treated like other people.
Liberal X-men would be spending their time trying to understand the root causes of anti-mutant sentiment, blaming themselves, rather than fighting against their enemies.
In a liberal version of the first X-Men movie, the UN would have sent inspectors to the Statue of Liberty to successfully disarm Magneto without any violence, rather than having the X-Men attack unilaterally.
The same people who support restrictive laws on guns because guns are dangerous are obviously the same people who support restrictive laws on mutants because mutants are dangerous. The X-Men realize that, like a gun, a mutant power is bad when it is used for bad purposes, but good when it is used for good purposes.
Wolverine is hardly the posterboy for the anti-death penalty movement. And liberals think the EPA should be doing something about second-hand smoke from his cigar.

Heh.

Of course, a lot of that sense of X-folk as liberal comes as a legacy of the 60s, when the X-team was created as a commentary on racial prejudice. As much as folks may joke about what Liberalism and Conservativism means today, the Liberal movement was by and large in the fight against racism and Jim Crow, and Conservatives were by and large in favor of the status quo.

Of course, the multi-axial nature of US party politics is such that you can have an old-school Southern conservative sure-was-an-active-racist-back-then like Robert Byrd in a senior position of the Democratic party.

Anyway, I thought it was amusing.

Of course, you could probably turn it around the other way. Here’s my stab at it:

I don’t know where some of you are getting the idea that the X-Men are conservatives.
Xavier’s school is fully inclusive and charges nothing for even the most impoverished student. Conservatives would only allow Old Money mutants to go there, like the Worthingtons, and would probably suggest that those sort of — funny-colored mutants might do better off in someone else’s school.
The X-Men have women members who are just as powerful — if not moreso — than the men. and the men are always being encouraged to be in touch with their feelings. Clearly not a conservative institution.
Professor X has this annoying respect for invading others minds. You know what John Ashcroft would do with that power.
A conservative X-team would give lip service to valuing the differences in powers between different members, but you know there would be a clear hierarchy on the team. And you think Professor X would have found the X-mansion so accessible?
Conservative X-men would simply have wiped out the White House “pre-emptively,” and shipped any surviving aides to their “special school” in New York for further interrogation.
In a conservative version of the first X-Men movie, the X-folks would have simply let Magneto kill everyone at the UN meeting, and good riddance to them.
The same people who support unrestrictive laws on guns because of the need for self-defense are obviously the same people who would support laws to treat mutants as “trespassers” on human Earth, and thus liable to be shot on sight.
Wolverine is hardly the posterboy for the law-and-order types. And only Liberals would have their primary transport be a peaceful jet with no stealth technology or provocative weaponry.

And so forth.

Of course, which group engages in private, off-the-record, unacknowledged meetings with the President to set major policy?

Heh.

UPDATE: At least this discussion is more amusing than going into the accusations that X2 is an attack on Islam. I kid you not.

Project Islamic H.O.P.E. national director Najee Ali claims that Singer is out to paint Muslims in a bad light. “Within the first five minutes of ‘X2,’ an evil villain, ‘Colonel William Stryker,’ is in the White House signing a document,” Ali declares. “As he signs, he is shown wearing a ring featuring the Arabic symbol for ‘Allah.’ Col. Stryker was never depicted as a Muslim in the comic book series. We feel this is a subtle but obvious attack on Islam.”

Fox execs are scratching their head, too, not able to see it in any blow-ups of the scene in question.

(update via GoaF)

Missing Links

My Favorites list is out of control. I have hundreds of entries in it. And I only actually visit a tiny, tiny fraction of then. Fact is, for the stuff…

My Favorites list is out of control. I have hundreds of entries in it. And I only actually visit a tiny, tiny fraction of then.

Fact is, for the stuff I go to regularly, I use the Links folder in IE. For the stuff I go to infrequently … well, in 95% of the cases, I go to Google and search for it anew, or I go to what I know is the top page and go through the site’s navigation (which changes so often on most commercial sites that keeping a link to anything deeper than that is pretty useless).

It is a puzzlement.

So I need to think about trimming down my Favorites folder, too. A spring housecleaning, so to speak. And some of the stuff, if it seems of more global interest, I might simply store in a post here, rather than in the Favorites.

By the way, if you keep a Favorites list of any size, have you looked at SyncIt? This service does a couple of things I find in-frickin-valuable:

  1. It keeps your IE Favorites (and Netscape Bookmarks) backed up on an Internet site. That has saved my butt more than once.
  2. It lets you access that list from any Internet-connected PC (which is the only time you’d want to anyway, right?). So if you’re at a friend’s house and you want to find something in your Favorites, you can.

  3. You can have multiple PCs synchronized to the same Favorites list. Your home machine and your work machine, for example. Add a link on one, it will show up on the other.

There is a fee — presently it’s a $50-for-life sort of thing (that applies to a given bookmark set, unlimited machines). I was, alas, hooked like a crack fiend when they imposed the fee, but on a prorated “what this means to me daily, weekly, monthly” kind of basis, it is dirt cheap.