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Perhaps he’d support a Free Speech Zone approach

In defense of “freedom of speech,” Al Franken body-slammed a heckler from behind and threw him to the ground at a New Hampshire Dean campaign stop. “I got down low…

In defense of “freedom of speech,” Al Franken body-slammed a heckler from behind and threw him to the ground at a New Hampshire Dean campaign stop.

“I got down low and took his legs out,” said Franken afterwards.
Franken said he’s not backing Dean but merely wanted to protect the right of people to speak freely. “I would have done it if he was a Dean supporter at a Kerry rally,” he said.
“I’m neutral in this race but I’m for freedom of speech, which means people should be able to assemble and speak without being shouted down.”

Hmmm. Wonder if he’d have done it if it were a Dean supporter at a Bush rally.

Or for that matter, I wonder what the headlines would read if it had been, say, Sean Hannity knocking down a heckler at a Bush rally. Or, for that matter, a Secret Service agent doing the body-slamming.

I have no great fondness for Lyndon LaRouche supporters (whose candidate sort of epitomizes the idea that if you go far enough to the fringe, both the Left and Right circle back together). But I find the idea that assault is a reasonable defense of free speech, or an acceptable way to deal with hecklers, to be more than a bit dubious.

(via Command Post)

Evaluation

[N.B. This post was never finished or published at the time it was written.] So. It looks increasnigly unlikely that there are, or have been since the late 90s, substantial…

[N.B. This post was never finished or published at the time it was written.]

So.

It looks increasnigly unlikely that there are, or have been since the late 90s, substantial stockpiles of chemical or biological weapons in Iraq. It also looks like the combination of sanctions, intermittent inspections, and general brouhaha around Iraq during the 90s led him to spend more money on palaces than plutonium.

Everyone is chattering about arms inspector David Kay and his recent openness to making statements, now that he’s resigned from that post. The general money shot being touted:

U.S. intelligence agencies need to explain why their research indicated Iraq possessed banned weapons before the American-led invasion, says the outgoing top U.S. inspector, who now believes Saddam Hussein had no such arms.
“I don’t think they exist,” David Kay said Sunday. “The fact that we found so far the weapons do not exist – we’ve got to deal with that difference and understand why.”

Less being chattered about are some other Kay conclusions:

“It’s an issue of the capabilities of one’s intelligence service to collect valid, truthful information,” Kay said. Asked whether President Bush owed the nation an explanation for the gap between his warnings and Kay’s findings, Kay said: “I actually think the intelligence community owes the president, rather than the president owing the American people.”

The CIA would not comment Sunday on Kay’s remarks, although one intelligence official pointed out that Kay himself had predicted last year that his search would turn up banned weapons.

Kay said his predictions were not “coming back to haunt me in the sense that I am embarrassed. They are coming back to haunt me in the sense of ‘Why could we all be so wrong?'”

By “all,” he means pretty much everyone. From US intelligence, to British, to French and Germand and Russian, to what the UN inspection teams were saying, back in 2002, there was a very strong likelihood that there was a lot going on in Iraq — unaccounted-for stockpiles of weapons, mysterious programs hinted at by defectors — that was deeply troubling and potentially disastrous. Those beliefs had been part of formal US policy regarding Iraq for far longer than just the Bush administration, and extended in some opposition quarters long after Bush took office.

The issue at the time, then, was not whether Iraq was a danger — or whether it would be a danger in six months or six years — but the best way to deal with that danger effectively and quickly.

The choices seemed to be three. The first choice was to continue the sanctions regime in some way. Between massive kickbacks and scooping off of the benefits before they ever reached the Iraqi people, the sanctions and the “Oil for Palaces” program do seem, in retrospect, to have kept the lid on ongoing WMD programs. But recall that there was increasing pressure to drop the sanctions — primarily by countries that longed to do business in Iraq (France and Russia leading the pack), abetted by human rights groups who noted the impoverishment they were causing the Iraqi people. It seems unlikely that sanctions woudl have continued for much longer in even their weakened state, and there’s every indication that the Iraqi government was simply waiting for the sanctions to be lifted to reconstitute further programs and production of WMDs.

The second choice was for Iraq to prove it was clean. The long cat-and-mouse that prolonged those sanctions for a dozen years stemmed from Iraqi — meaning Saddam’s — unwillingness to do so. Perhaps Saddam didn’t want to be seen as weak, allowing inspectors all over his country to dig up the dirt, prostrate while the Arab world he wanted to be Saladin to looked on and chuckled. Maybe he didn’t want inspectors to see other things going on in the country, the child prisons, rape rooms, and mass graves. Maybe he really thought there were programs going on, his advisors desperate for their boss not to find out that, um, hey, all that money that was covertly earmarked for WMD programs had really been spent on parties and shipped off to Swiss bank accounts, and all those status reports about great things a-coming were simply liable-to-get-you-shredded scams.

In any case, Iraq’s continued instransigence and game-playing, posturing while holding out for the sanctions to be lifted, made this option ultimately unviable. One must seriously ask whether, had the US-led coalition not raised the stakes, and not actually invaded, whether a sanctions regime would still be in place, or broad inspections would have happened by today.

The last option — backed by intelligence and forced through Iraq’s perceived, ongoing, and increasing threat — was war.

We’ve learned a lot about Iraq since then. We’ve learned the hellish nature of the Baghdad regime. We’ve learned about previously unknown (alongside previously known) ties to terrorism. We’ve learned about long-distance missle programs. We’ve learned some of what was going on — and not going on — behind the scenes with Iraq’s previous weapons programs and stockpiles.

And we’ve learned that — probably — there are no mass installations of proto-nukes, or vats of bio-weapons, or tanks of nerve agents and other chemical weapons. Maybe some leak into the desert, thence into the Tigris or Euphrates a decade from now will give lie to that conclusion. Things can stay buried in Iraq for a long time; munition caches from the Gulf War in the early 80s have been found by Coalition forces.

Kay has made it clear that his conclusions are far from a binary “They had WMD/They didn’t” proposition, though that makes for less satisfactory sound bites.

But on Sunday, Kay reiterated his conclusion that Saddam had “a large number of WMD program-related activities.” And, he said, Iraq’s leaders had intended to continue those activities. “There were scientists and engineers working on developing weapons or weapons concepts that they had not moved into actual production,” Kay said. “But in some areas, for example producing mustard gas, they knew all the answers, they had done it in the past, and it was a relatively simple thing to go from where they were to starting to produce it.”
The Iraqis had not decided to begin producing such weapons at the time of the invasion, he concluded.
Kay also said chaos in postwar Iraq made it impossible to know with certainty whether Iraq had had banned weapons. And, he said, there is ample evidence that Iraq was moving a steady stream of goods shipments to Syria, but it is difficult to determine whether the cargoes included weapons, in part because Syria has refused to cooperate in this part of the weapons investigation.

Kay’s gone into more detail elsewhere on the Syria issue:

In an exclusive interview with The Telegraph, Dr Kay, who last week resigned as head of the Iraq Survey Group, said that he had uncovered evidence that unspecified materials had been moved to Syria shortly before last year’s war to overthrow Saddam.

“We are not talking about a large stockpile of weapons,” he said. “But we know from some of the interrogations of former Iraqi officials that a lot of material went to Syria before the war, including some components of Saddam’s WMD programme. Precisely what went to Syria, and what has happened to it, is a major issue that needs to be resolved.”

And Kay himself says that, based on what intelligence was reporting:

And in the shadowing effect of 9/11, it seems to me that you recalculate what risk based on the intelligence that existed. I think it was reasonable to reach the conclusion that Iraq posed an imminent threat. Now that you know reality on the ground, as opposed to what you estimated before, you may reach a different conclusion — although I must say I actually think Iraq, what we learned during the inspection, made Iraq a more dangerous place potentially than, in fact, we thought it was even before the war.

That all said, I think going to war was the right decision, based on what was known. I think it’s also important (as some other folks have noted) that the Bush administration stop holding out hope for WMD stockpiles to turn up. That both discredits their position and makes it seem like WMD stockpiles were the only reason to go to war. It doesn’t mean apologizing for the war; in fact, what it means is figuring out what actually went wrong with the intelligence information that both presidents and congressfolk in this country (and governments abroad) relied upon to make these sorts of life-and-death decisions.

Sure, admitting that there were intelligence failures will give ammo to folks who — whether perpetually or just lately — opposed the Iraq war. But failing to do so does so as well, among both allies and enemies.

Confessions of a Car Salesman

A fascinating series of articles from a reporter who was sent “undercover” to work at two different dealerships. It’s a fascinatnig tale of scum and survivors, bad dealers and bad…

A fascinating series of articles from a reporter who was sent “undercover” to work at two different dealerships. It’s a fascinatnig tale of scum and survivors, bad dealers and bad customers. It should also be required reading for anyone going out to buy a car … especially the glossary.

Levellers

I am all for sensitivity toward kids who are struggling with academics, providing them encouragement, and avoiding humliating them. It seems to me there’s a world of difference between that…

I am all for sensitivity toward kids who are struggling with academics, providing them encouragement, and avoiding humliating them.

It seems to me there’s a world of difference between that and doing away with recognizing academic achievement.

The school honor roll, a time-honored system for rewarding A-students, has become an apparent source of embarrassment for some underachievers.
As a result, all Nashville schools have stopped posting honor rolls, and some are also considering a ban on hanging good work in the hallways on the advice of school lawyers.
After a few parents complained their children might be ridiculed for not making the list, Nashville school system lawyers warned that state privacy laws forbid releasing any academic information, good or bad, without permission.
Some schools have since put a stop to academic pep rallies. Others think they may have to cancel spelling bees. And now schools across the state may follow Nashville’s lead.

I mean, what’s next — disbanding the football team because it humiliates the physically handicapped (not to mention pencil-necked geeks like I was)? Doing away with theater programs because kids with reading problems or speech impediments are less likely to get roles?

Others think it might be a good idea to get rid of the honor roll altogether, as Principal Steven Baum did at Julia Green Elementary in Nashville.
“The rationale was, if there are some children that always make it and others that always don’t make it, there is a very subtle message that was sent,” he said.

Yes. It is that some kids are consistently doing well, achieving, succeeding. And that some kids need additional help from the school to figure things out.

Modeling is a very powerful tool. So is rewarding achievement. The idea that not being recognized = humiliation = personal disrespect by the school strikes me as a wildly dangerous one.

(via SoA)

In the Blacklist

As inspired by ScriptyGoddess (who gets lots of comment spam), I’m offering access to my own blacklist that I use with MT-Blacklist; it includes both the canonical list, ones I’ve…

As inspired by ScriptyGoddess (who gets lots of comment spam), I’m offering access to my own blacklist that I use with MT-Blacklist; it includes both the canonical list, ones I’ve added (I always report to the official list, but I don’t track which ones are accepted in), and ScriptyGoddess’s as well.

I’ve also put a link in the sidebar, up toward the top.

Have fun.

Infectious

In case you’ve been under a rock, there’s a new computer virus in town, the MyDoom or Novarg virus. The virus–known as MyDoom, Novarg and as a variant of the…

In case you’ve been under a rock, there’s a new computer virus in town, the MyDoom or Novarg virus.

The virus–known as MyDoom, Novarg and as a variant of the Mimail virus by different antivirus companies–arrives in an in-box with one of several different random subject lines, such as “Mail Delivery System,” “Test” or “Mail Transaction Failed.” The body of the e-mail contains an executable file and a statement such as: “The message contains Unicode characters and has been sent as a binary attachment.”
“It’s huge,” said Vincent Gullotto, vice president of security software maker Network Associates’ antivirus emergency response team. “We have it as a high-risk outbreak.”
In one hour, Network Associates itself received 19,500 e-mails bearing the virus from 3,400 unique Internet addresses, Gullotto said. One large telecommunications company has already shut down its e-mail gateway to stop the virus.
Once the virus infects a Windows-running PC, it installs a program that allows the computer to be controlled remotely. The program primes the PC to send data to the SCO Group’s Web server, starting Feb. 1, a virus researcher said on the condition of anonymity.

As always, update your AV software; if it hasn’t been automatically updated yet, then manually go out and grab the current signature file and engine. Etc.

UPDATE: The following is from the NAI AV site:

This is a mass-mailing and peer-to-peer file-sharing worm that arrives in an email message as follows:
From: (spoofed email sender)
Subject: (Varies, such as)
– The message cannot be represented in 7-bit ASCII encoding and has been sent as a binary attachment.
– The message contains Unicode characters and has been sent as a binary attachment.
– Mail transaction failed. Partial message is available.
– Error
– Status
– Server Report
– Mail Transaction Failed
– Mail Delivery System
– hello
– hi

More info is also available at Symantec’s site.

Lord of the Oscars

And now, today, Lord of the Rings: Return of the King has picked up eleven Oscar nominations, the most of any film this year. Next up was Master and Commander,…

And now, today, Lord of the Rings: Return of the King has picked up eleven Oscar nominations, the most of any film this year. Next up was Master and Commander, at ten. Cold Mountain, highly touted to be a major contender, did not pick up nominations for best picture, director, or actress among its seven.

RotK was nominated for Best Picture, Director, Original Score, Original Song, Visual Effects, Film Editing, Adapted Screenplay, Art Direction, Costume Design, Sound, and Makeup. Alas, no acting nominations.

On an amusing side note, Johnny Depp picked up a Best Actor nomination for Pirates of the Caribbean.

Brothers under the sig line

I’d like you to meet my sons, Andrew. Oh, and Matt, too. Matt, say hi to the folks. Ah, and there’s Steve and George, playing backgammon in the corner. Cool….

I’d like you to meet my sons, Andrew. Oh, and Matt, too. Matt, say hi to the folks. Ah, and there’s Steve and George, playing backgammon in the corner. Cool. Good to see you guys, are your rooms cleaned up.

At least, I assume they’re my sons, since they’re using the hill-kleerup.org domain for their e-mail addresses. At least that’s what some spammers think, based on what’s showing up in my in-box, i.e., mail to andrew, matt, steve, and george at hill-kleerup.org.

Heh.

You have the right to remain silent …

No, really….

No, really.

Résumé fire

As someone who has read way too many badly-written resumes and cover letters, the best advice I can give to anyone on the subject is read this. Truth. It starts…

As someone who has read way too many badly-written resumes and cover letters, the best advice I can give to anyone on the subject is read this. Truth.

It starts with:

A résumé is a way to get to the next stage: the interview. Companies often get dozens of résumés for every opening … we get between 100 and 200 per opening. There is no possible way we can interview that many people. The only hope is if we can screen people out using résumés. Don’t think of a résumé as a way to get a job: think of it as a way to give some hiring manager an excuse to hit DELETE. At least technically, your résumé has to be perfect to survive.

Indeed. I never hired someone just because they had perfect spelling and punctuation in their cover letter, and had a well-organized and aestheticaly pleasing résumé attached. But I have certainly tossed out applications with spelling and grammar errors in the cover letter and poorly-organized and ugly résumés. If you can’t get communicate clearly and well when you have all the time in the world to write up something, how will you possibly do it in the middle of an overtime crisis?

Read the whole thing.

(via BoingBoing)

Green Gold

Who knew there was such a crime wave in avocados? Of course, as far as I’m concerned, they could all be stolen. And smuggled out of the country. And dumped…

Who knew there was such a crime wave in avocados?

Of course, as far as I’m concerned, they could all be stolen. And smuggled out of the country. And dumped in the ocean. No, wait, I like the ocean. Bleah.

I waste him with my Allen wrench!

A computer game walk-thru is a narrative of the game, level by level, room by room, with advice on what you’ll encounter and what to be sure to do. It’s…

A computer game walk-thru is a narrative of the game, level by level, room by room, with advice on what you’ll encounter and what to be sure to do. It’s useful if you find youself stuck on a game level without a clue as to how to proceed.

IKEA is a Swedish furnishings company with multiple levels, lots of show rooms, and stores scattered across the US (except the Denver area).

Put ’em together, and you’ve got

You start this world armed only with a UNIVERSAL FURNITURE-ASSEMBLY ALLEN WRENCH. This is the weakest weapon in IKEA: You will have to hit a person 16 times with it to kill them. So your primary goal in this level is to find more lethal means of dispatching your enemies.
As you enter the SHOWROOM, perform a rolling dodge to the left. Grab a free PAPER TAPE MEASURE and a handful of IKEA EMBLAZONED GOLF PENCILS from the kiosk near the entryway. The PENCILS serve quite well as ranged weapons, but it will take some time to master their use. Before venturing further in the world, stand at the kiosk and practice hurling GOLF PENCILS at patrons as they enter the SHOWROOM. Remember: Hitting the eyes does triple damage.
Now make your way into the main SHOWROOM, using the PAPER TAPE MEASURE to throttle anyone who blocks your path.
As you enter the main area, you will see an EKHARD oiled solid-oak dining sideboard. Quickly kick it apart to acquire the TABLE LEG WITH NAIL.

(via Doyce)

States of the Union

Fun little site/applet that lets you track states — ostensibly for the ones you’ve visited, but in theory for pretty much anything else. Here’s my “visited” list — the large…

Fun little site/applet that lets you track states — ostensibly for the ones you’ve visited, but in theory for pretty much anything else. Here’s my “visited” list — the large majority of US territory, but still a small majority of states, since I’ve never done much in the Northeast or Mid-Atlantic.

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They also offer you an opportunity to contribute to an open travel guide. It’s all in Beta, so the performance is a little flaky.

The “what really counts as a visited state” debate gets summarized here:

Clearly, just being [at] an airport shouldn’t count, right? But of course, this opens up all sorts of arbitrarinesses. First, what about train stations? On the one hand, they’re like an airport. On the other hand, you do pass through the countryside and actually see stuff. But really, should that be enough to count a state? And if not, then what about just driving through? The driving-through test is why I get to count Idaho and Wisconsin, for instance, but why is driving through any better than taking a train through? And if just driving through doesn’t count, what if I stopped at a gas station/mini-mart? Or what if I was only in the state long enough to stay in a hotel overnight (Ohio)? Or what if in addition to staying in a hotel overnight, I used a laundry service (Minnesota)? All these are questions for you to resolve between yourself and your God.

I think I’ve excluded airport-only stops (NY and GA), but I do include some states I’ve essentially driven through without stopping (KS) (is the Interstate that much more representative than an airport?), and some where my business was focused on just one city (OH, TX), or even just a part of a city (VA).

Lord of the Globes

Lord of the Rings: Return of the King had major wins at the Golden Globes, including Drama Picture, Director, Original Score, and Original Song. Well, with all respect to Annie…

Lord of the Rings: Return of the King had major wins at the Golden Globes, including Drama Picture, Director, Original Score, and Original Song.

Well, with all respect to Annie Lennox, I’m not sure I’d go with the Original Song win. I didn’t dislike it as much as some — I just felt the two original songs (i.e., “End Credit Pop Music Tracks”) from the previous two were substantially better.

Still, my Lord — it’s almost getting respectible to be a geek.

Guy Gorges Self at McD’s, Gets Sick

Well, duh. February, Morgan Spurlock decided to become a gastronomical guinea pig. His mission: To eat three meals a day for 30 days at McDonald’s and document the impact on…

Well, duh.

February, Morgan Spurlock decided to become a gastronomical guinea pig. His mission: To eat three meals a day for 30 days at McDonald’s and document the impact on his health.
Scores of cheeseburgers, hundreds of fries and dozens of chocolate shakes later, the formerly strapping 6-foot-2 New Yorker – who started out at a healthy 185 pounds – had packed on 25 pounds.
But his supersized shape was the least of his problems. Within a few days of beginning his drive-through diet, Spurlock, 33, was vomiting out the window of his car, and doctors who examined him were shocked at how rapidly Spurlock’s entire body deteriorated.
“It was really crazy – my body basically fell apart over the course of 30 days,” Spurlock told The Post. His liver became toxic, his cholesterol shot up from a low 165 to 230, his libido flagged and he suffered headaches and depression.

I note that nobody at McDonald’s actually recommends you eat there three meals a day. And I strongly suspect Spurlock wasn’t making healthiest meal choices at McD’s, either. Not that it’s the best-balanced menu available, but “cheeseburgers, fries, and shakes” are probably cherry-picking (so to speak) the worst of the worst.

Fact is, I’ll betcha I could go on the “eat three meals a day at [fill in the name of any restaurant]” experiment, and pretty much wipe out my health, too, whether we’re talking Ma Maisson or Akbar & Jeff’s Tofu & Wheat Grass Hut.

Oh, but, wait, that probably wouldn’t make my independent movie sell as well at Sundance, or nail a book deal for me.

Spurlock charted his journey from fit to flab in a tongue-in-cheek documentary, which he has taken to the Sundance Film Festival with the hopes of getting a distribution deal.
“Super Size Me” explores the obesity epidemic that plagues America today – a sort of “Bowling for Columbine” for fast food.

[Must … resist … Michael Moore … and … fast food … joke …]

(via Doyce)

Weekend Update

Most of the weekend was absorbed with prep for our Twelfth Night party. Margie’s folks were out (celebrating Ginger’s birthday). Their being here made it a much more relaxed scramble….

Most of the weekend was absorbed with prep for our Twelfth Night party. Margie’s folks were out (celebrating Ginger’s birthday). Their being here made it a much more relaxed scramble. Ginger helped Margie with the food prep, while Jim helped with both the cleaning and in getting the buffet cabinet doors on, etc. Both were invaluable (and freed me up to do some other deep cleaning tasks that otherwise wouldn’t have happened, such as the loft).

The party itself was pretty successful. Gobs of food of course. The buffet was finished enough that it demonstrated its value for party service. Pretty thin attendance from both out offices — Margie had forgotten to remind people, and my day-to-day contact with a lot of the folks at the office isn’t what it used to be. Fair number of folks from the church, though, and various other local friends. We probably had about 25 all told, plus us.

Katherine was the charmer of the evening, despite her dismay over discovering that her Mouse Trap game was missing its “cage.”

The next morning was the interminable annual parish meeting. Despite efforts to keep it snappy, we still ran 2½ hours. Eek. Most interesting bit is that we elected five new Vestry members rather than the normal three (one third); we had one additional resignation, and another one becoming the Senior Warden. A new Junior Warden, too, so half faces in the group will be new. That’s got some real potential for problems or for improvements. We’ll see.

Rest of Sunday was scheduled to be Consortium Game Day. We ended up starting pretty late, between domestic improvement tasks (hanging new curtains) and the Testerfolk being delayed. And then, as we started playing in earnest, it began to snow — first a few flakes, then quite a few more, with gusty winds, too.

Jim and Ginger were due to fly out around 9. I was already considering driving them out early, around 5:30, but by 5 it was looking pretty awful out, so we left then — as did Randy and Stan, both of whom had long drives.

Took about two hours, each way. Lots of stalls and accidents to slowly wend past. Got home, ate some grub, headed for bed …

Margie checked the flight schedule. Oops, their flight, scheduled for 9, hadn’t left yet. And then we found it had been cancelled …

Took a bit of time, but Margie finally got someone at Frontier to tell her that all of the Orange County-bound passengers had been put another flight, to LAX. So at least they got back to California …

(Parenthetically, the Subaru performed like a champ. I’d recommend one to anyone without hesitation.)

I’m working from home this morning. I suspect everything’s pretty icy out. I may end up going in later on, or I may decide not to — it’s only supposed to get into the 20s today. Brr.

(And, as an interesting side experiment, I’m working out of the “office” upstairs. I set my computer up here over the weekend, since eating and cleaning and partying forestalled the usual spot at the breakfast table. We’ll see how that goes; it may be a good long-term idea. Or not.)

UPDATE: Jim and Ginger’s odyssey was a bit more complex than that.

Though their flight was cancelled, that cancellation was not actually posted at the gate. They only found out about it when they overheard some conversation.

They finally tracked down some Frontier folks, and were offered a flight to LA, Ontario, or San Diego; the first two would include ground transportation to Orange County.

They chose the LA flight, which was delayed getting out, of course. It boarded at 10, but got stuck in a horrible line at the de-icers, not taking off until closer to Midnight.

When they got to LA, they trucked down the Jetway, and asked the nice gate attendant where they should go for their ground transportation.

Um …

The gate attendant didn’t know anything about it. She didn’t know there was a flight arriving full of refugees from another cancelled flight that needed transport down to Orange Co.

Fortunately, Jim, being the take-charge sort of guy he is, got things straightened out quickly. (If you told me that he called the president of Frontier Airlines, whose son happened to have been in his Boy Scout troop, I wouldn’t be surprised. So far as I know, he didn’t and he wasn’t, but you never know.)

So off they and several others go down to OC, concerned whether they’ll be able to get their cars out of steerage down there. Orange County airport (actually named John Wayne Orange County, but still betraying its Santa Ana Airport origins in its destination code, SNA) closes down at 11 or so, and doesn’t open again until 7. Not because of any lack of business, but because of the protests of the surrounding affluent neighborhoods that those jets have the nerve to overfly. So there was a very real possibility that some folks wouldn’t be able to get their cars.

Well, it all worked out okay. Everyone entertained themselves on the shuttle ride down by bitching about Frontier. One guy was supposed to go up to the Doubletree Hotel, but discovered when he called that the Doubletree wouldn’t send their own bus down to the airport after it was closed, so the in-laws transported him there on their way home.

It turned out that he was actually a trainer who did work for Frontier, and didn’t feel it would be safe for him to mention it to the band of surly Frontier-haters on the way down. Probably wisely.

And they got home in the 3 a.m. range, but they got home, which is the important thing.

UPDATE 2: Doyce weighs in on the party.

Stella!

The 2003 Stella Awards have been decided. This award is given for the most egregious use of the courts to sue folks for really stupid and/or abusive reasons, thus increasing…

The 2003 Stella Awards have been decided. This award is given for the most egregious use of the courts to sue folks for really stupid and/or abusive reasons, thus increasing insurance costs, tying up the courts, and bringing the justice system itself into disrepute.

#7: Shawn Perkins of Laurel, Ind. Perkins was hit by lightning in the parking lot Paramount’s Kings Island amusement park in Mason, Ohio. A classic “act of God”, right? No, says Perkins’ lawyer. “That would be a lot of people’s knee-jerk reaction in these types of situations.” The lawyer has filed suit against the amusement park asking unspecified damages, arguing the park should have “warned” people not to be outside during a thunderstorm.

So long, Captain

Bob Keeshan has passed away at age 76. He was best known as Captain Kangaroo, and was a dear childhood friend of mine, even if only via the TV….

Good morning, CaptainBob Keeshan has passed away at age 76. He was best known as Captain Kangaroo, and was a dear childhood friend of mine, even if only via the TV.

An early Darwin Awards candidate

This has all the classic elements. On Halloween night, a 17-year-old boy is out driving in an SUV with another 15-year-old boy and three 14-year-old girls. 17 stops the SUV…

This has all the classic elements.

  1. On Halloween night, a 17-year-old boy is out driving in an SUV with another 15-year-old boy and three 14-year-old girls.
  2. 17 stops the SUV to let 15 get up on the roof and “car surf.”
  3. 17 decides that looks like fun, slows down the car, asks a 14 in the passenger seat to steer, while he climbs up on the roof of the car, too.
  4. 14 has problem steering, climbs over to the driver’s side, tries to hit the brake, and instead hits the gas.
  5. Vehicle speeds to 50-60 mph, and 14, trying to control it, instead rolls it.
  6. 15 and 17 are thrown from the vehicle.
  7. 15 dies three days later.
  8. 17 and the 14s suffer minor injury.

The 17 is being charged with manslaughter, and tried as an adult. That may seem harsh, but the kid also pled no contest last February to one count of “fleeing or attempting to elude police.” He was placed on four months of probation and ordered to complete a defensive driving course. Give the situation, the past record, and the fact that juvie court coverage ends when the kid hits 19, the DA thought an adult trial made sense.

My only regret is that 17’s parents aren’t up on trial, too (though its altogether likely, I suspect, they’ll face a civil suit). Were 17 my kid, I can assure you that (a) his grounding would last a lot longer than his legal probation, and (b) he would not have solo access to an SUV, and (c) he would not be out unsupervised on Halloween.

Similar thoughts cross my mind about the parents of the 15 and the 14s.

I suspect I’m going to be a well-hated parent by Katherine.

(via Les)

Pithy

This week’s Game WISH: Sum up one or more games that you GM or play in 10 words or less. (Three is best, but not everybody is that pithy.) Don’t…

This week’s Game WISH:

Sum up one or more games that you GM or play in 10 words or less. (Three is best, but not everybody is that pithy.) Don’t restrict yourself to current games if you have great ones in the past.

Present …

  • Chrysalis [Nobilis]: Losing my stick.
  • Necropolis [D&D]: Cheap drunk elephant.
  • In Deo Confidemus [Spycraft, GM]: Playing NPCs rocks.
  • Sharper Than a Serpent’s Tooth [Amber PBEM]: I’m angry. Still.
  • Ill Met in Amber [Amber PBEM]: Go with the flow.

Past …

  • Things in Heaven & Earth [Amber PBEM]: The pain, the pain.
  • To Reign in Hell [Amber PBEM]: Fathers and sons.
  • Justice Squad [SAS D20, GM]: Too many notes.
  • Oriental Adventures [Rokugan D20]: Shishiko has fun!
  • The Prince of Alderaan [Star Wars D20]: Guns, ships, wiggins.
  • The Mask of Chaos [Amber, GM]: Wheels within wheels.

(via Doyce)