05 Feb
Consider for a moment “We Built This City” by the musical group Jefferson Airplane Starship. While I profess no particular animosity toward the song (not the way I do, toward, say Bob Carlisle’s “Butterfly Kisses”, for example), I will admit that is objectively pretty terrible. I do kind of have an innate sense of why […]
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04 Feb
This week I had the opportunity to do something kind of cool: I was part of an Eagle Scout Board of Review. For the uninitiated, the Board of Review is essentially the “final interview” for those who’ve met all the other requirements for Eagle Scout – the candidate sits for a group interview with several […]
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28 Jan
As I do most years around this time, I shall present the following quote from the U.S. Constitution: He shall from time to time give to Congress information of the State of the Union and recommend to their Consideration such measures as he shall judge necessary and expedient. -Article II, section 3 Tonight is this […]
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05 Dec
80 years ago today, the 21st Amendment was passed, repealing Prohibition, as dictated by the 18th Amendment. If you find the time today, take a moment to celebrate. (photo from this gallery at the NY Daily News)
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08 Nov
So yes, I only work four days per week (never mind that it’s ten hours per day). Doesn’t matter, I sit here on Friday morning, paying my bills, and I can’t help but reflect that this was one long week, at least from the point of view of this observer. Relativity in action, folks, look […]
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07 Nov
from a few different commenters in the fark thread for this column from National Review, about children of conservatives ending up being liberal: Liberals: “I’ve learned that…” Conservatives: “I was raised to believe…” That’s about the best description of this particular modern social dynamic I’ve heard.
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04 Nov
So, tomorrow, Tuesday, is election day in America. Here’s where I make use of my little pulpit to encourage everyone within reach of my electronic voice to make the effort to get out to your polling place and vote. Sure, it’s an off-year election, and unless you happen to be in one of two states […]
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30 Sep
So, it’s looking more and more likely that, barring a miracle before midnight, Tuesday morning I’ll be heading into the office to sign furlough paperwork, then getting essentially locked out until Congress can stop playing chicken with my paycheck. While I’m known for getting occasionally political in this space, I haven’t actually done so in […]
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29 Mar
Settling in before starting what I hope will be a quiet workday from home. My calendar, at this moment, is completely clear of meetings, which is, perhaps a first. it’s been a rough week, especially the front half, though I’m convinced myself that I’m not going to let The Man™ (in the sense of that […]
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27 Feb
Excellent grades in several AP History courses, a degree in History and Social Studies education (with significant credits sunk into American history), and the actual experience of teaching a high school honors history course as a substitute for a couple of weeks, and it wasn’t until today that I knew why the XYZ Affair of […]
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