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| Thursday, December 17th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"Ever since I started the "You Haven't Seen That?" movie
night series, I noticed that one sub-genre of movies I really
like watching are the Good-Investigative-Journalist and the
In-Depth-Newsman genres. All the President's Men,
State of Play, Good Night and Good Luck, even
Shattered Glass from the 'through a mirror, darkly'
angle---you name it. Every time I watch one of those, I feel
a twinge: They are heroes; where are they now? I want a few of
them more than I want a Superman." --
silmaril,
2009-12-01: DW,
LJ |
| Wednesday, December 16th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"To sing a wrong note is insignificant, but to sing without
passion is unforgivable." -- attributed to Ludwig van Beethoven
(b. 1770-12-16, d. 1827-03-26) |
| Tuesday, December 15th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"We were once told that civil rights legislation was rushing
into something, too much, too soon, etc. The response of the
movement was 'We've been waiting 100 years!'
"Of course, those corporations and wealthy who benefit the
most from the status quo, and their bought conservative politicians
and news media, don't want to change a thing unless they see even
greater financial advantage for themselves. We've seen it with
health care. They stall, obscure the issues, lie, frighten people,
use threats and bribery, filibuster everything, block debate about
the best solutions - such as Medicare for All, and deliberately
weaken the legislation that does get through in the hope that it
won't work. Real people, who are sick and dying, mean nothing to
them." -- commenter DeanOR at Hullabaloo,
2009-11-29 |
| Monday, December 14th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"As Mankind becomes more liberal, they will be more apt to
allow that all those who conduct themselves as worthy members of
the community are equally entitled to the protections of civil
government. I hope ever to see America among the foremost nations
of justice and liberality." -- George Wasington (b.
1732-02-22[*], d. 1799-12-14; President
of the US 1789-1797) [*] Recorded as 11 Feb. 1731-32
in the Julian calendar, which England and her colonies used at
that time; retconned to the equivalent Gregorian date, 22 Feb.
1732, when the Gregorian calendar was adopted in 1752. See a
calendar for September 1752 for the changeover (on a Unix/Linux
computer, type "cal 9 1752"). Note that different countries
adopted the Gregorian calendar in different years. |
dglenn
|
4:54a |
Discombobulated There are five television shows I want to watch on today.
Four of them are on from 10-11 PM. ARGH! (I have
two DTV tuners. I guess I'd better check Hulu to see whether
I can watch any of them there, if my computer can handle that
site without burping. (In light of the paragraph after
next, I'd better see whether I wrote down which ones I
actually set up to record, and watch one of the others where
I am. If I'm awake then.))
I keep starting journal entries and not finishing/posting
them. Likewise email. This may have something to do with my
needing to lie down after any five minutes of activity, and
crashing at really bizarre hours.
I don't like scaring my friends. Unfortunately, as a
result of what I mentioned in the preceeding paragraph, and
being asleep at sane times to return phone calls, and not
tracking the passage of days well, Sheepie got sufficiently
scared by my lack of contact to round of Fred and come up
to Baltimore to find out whether I was dead. And then to
browbeat me into letting them take me, Perrine, and my car
to my mother's house so that Sheepie will know someone has
eyes on me until my body is working better. So I'm at Mom's
house, Perrine is hiding under the bed, and I have my cane
wedged against the bedroom door because I found out a few
minutes ago that Pepper (Mom's wee, highly energetic dog)
knows how to open it. I want the face-to-face meeting
between Perrine and Pepper to happen when I'm already awake,
not as a pre-dawn surprise.
I'm getting pissed off about cis/trans issues again.
Not by anyone here, but at YouTube, Bilerico, and a few
other places. Expect a half-education/half-rant entry in
the next few days if I can stay awake long enough at a
stretch. (Today's
xkcd is rather a propos for a big
part of it.)
Doggone it, I had something else completely in mind
to write about before I started editing this file and found
a partially completed entry from a few days ago in it.
Perrine is still mostly not eating and has lost a
noticeable amount of weight. She asks me very emphatically
for food, then whatever food I give her -- even wet food
warmed up to make it easier to smell -- she sniffs at,
turns away from, and resumes asking me for food. But
I did coax her out from under the bed with a spoonful of
tuna, rather dramatically. She was saying, "If you reach
all the way under here I'll let you pet me, but I'm not
coming out!" until the smell suddenly reached her, and
the front third of her body shot out from the
bed to reach the tuna. *whew* I'll be rather less worried
when she starts showing some enthusiasm for regular cat
food again.
I'm coughing again. :-( But at least it's a dry,
tickly, feels-like-allergies cough rather than the
feels-like-flu cough I had when I was in the grip of
the flu. (Still annoying and hard to ignore though.)
My teacher from the Montessori school I went to died last
week. My brother told me via Facebook (which I keep
forgetting to log into). I missed the memorial service.
I wonder whether she ever stumbled across any of the things
I've said in various web fora about how much I feel I owe
to my Montessori education.
I still can't remember what I was planning to say just
before I started writing.
[added @ 5:17] Doh! I just remembered
what I had in mind when I picked up the computer -- it wasn't
a journal entry at all. I was going to transcribe a bit of music
that had popped into my head. Let's see whether I can get it
back. Damn you, fibro-fog. |
| Sunday, December 13th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
From the
Quotation of the day mailing list, 2008-02-21:
"To some extent, once it was over we were never more than
stepchildren to our peacetime lives." -- Anthony Loyd, war
reporter, on the effect the Bosnian war had on him and his
colleagues. Recounted in his book My War Gone By, I Miss It
So. (submitted to the mailing list by Terry
Labach) |
| Saturday, December 12th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"Apparently the proceedure was a success, and her surgeon
was extremely happy with how it went, and how things are going. He
is expecting very strong functionality from the leg in the future.
I will have to take him at his word, because to my untrained eye
the X-rays appear that someone at Pep-Boys was told they had
thirty minutes to repair a cat using only what they could find on
isle three. Apparently if I were educated in such matters,
however, I would see the post-op X-rays and say something like
'Nice work' or 'Masterpiece!' instead of, 'No, Dad... I told you
to NOT try fixing the cat yourself.'" --
jathomas,
2009-06-29 |
| Friday, December 11th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"Primitive understandings of the world in terms of gods and
other supernatural forces are largely what shaped and informed
both what we might call the externalities and internalities of
religions. [...] "But the internalities of
religion are comprised also of another dimension, its innermost
soul, so to speak, and that is the human urge for heightened
mental and emotional states. It is that urge that is perhaps most
recognized in the faith of many contemporary individuals, those
who feel uncomfortable with dogma, ill at ease with the unbending
fealty to organized religion that characterizes traditional
fundamentalism but are drawn instead to the soaring religious
spirit and the loftiness of its ideals. It's this spirit that
informs the quiet and still reflections on our place in the
world, our connection to the idea of the divine, and our
relationship to our fellow humans." -- Hasidic Rebel,
2009-05-19 [Happy Chanukah to everyone lighting a
candle tonight!] |
| Thursday, December 10th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"You know that game we sometimes play, sitting in a square
in the Nest, tossing a ball around? Courage is like a ball, son.
A person can hold it only so long, and then he's got to toss it
to someone else. When it's tossed your way, you've got to catch
it and hold it tight--and hope there'll be someone else to toss
it to when you get tired of being brave." -- from
"A Pail of Air" (1951), by
Fritz Leiber
(b. 1910-12-24, d. 1992-09-05) |
| Wednesday, December 9th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"The existence of people like Andy Schlafly is basically
the reason why I gave up writing fiction." --
realinterrobang, telephone conversation, wee hours of
2009-12-03 after the conversation veered in the direction
of the Conservapedia rewrite-the-Bible-to-be-ultraconservatively-PC
project |
| Tuesday, December 8th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"We're trying to sell peace, like a product, you know, and
sell it like people sell soap or soft drinks. And it's the only
way to get people aware that peace is possible, and it isn't just
inevitable to have violence. Not just war -- all forms of violence."
-- John Lennon
(b. 1940-10-09, d. 1980-12-08), 1969-06-14 [via
Wikiquote] |
| Monday, December 7th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
6:47p |
Checking In I should probably let folks know how I'm doing health-wise.
I've felt mostly over that flu for a few days, little coughs
occasionally but not having extended coughing fits any more ...
until I started watching Robin Williams on Charlie Rose
and laughing triggered more coughing. (Hmm. A test of respiratory
function: being able to watch Robin Williams going off on a
riff and still breathe okay.) Big problem now is fatigue and
still feeling weak. And incredibly achy. %wince% Gradually
getting there. Still haven't left the house to go shopping in a
while, and lifting a pot of water to boil pasta feels like a
strain, but
realinterrobang says I'm sounding much more alert
and sharp on the phone than I was a week ago or the week before
that -- and I feel more awake now, up until the point where I
go, "oops, crashing now," and pull the covers over my head again.
But apparently not as alert as I'd like -- I think I'd better
stay away from moderated LJ communities until I've caught up on
my sleep-deficit enough not to do something stupid.
A little worried about pain and lack of flexibility in my
hands -- especially the last three fingers of my right hand
being really clumsy -- because that's been going on for at
least four days straight, but maybe that'll clear up as I get
my strength back everywhere.
A little more worried about Perrine, who has gotten incredibly
picky about food. She's not acting frail, and she's drinking
plenty of water, but I haven't seen her eat anything lately
except a couple of Pounce treats (if I puff the bag in her face
first to give her a snootful of the smell), and a little milk.
(She usually won't drink more than about a tablespoon of milk
at a time, which doesn't seem to be enough to be a problem, but
now she's asking for more. And I don't want to give her more
at a time, lest it upset her digestion (and I'm nearly out of
it anyhow). She was having trouble jumping up onto counters
for a while (before she mostly stopped eating), but she seems
to have gotten her strength back, so she must be getting
calories from somewhere, right? |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"When you take the human rights of a minority, who suffer
widespread prejudice and discrimination, and put it to a popular
vote, it should come as entirely no surprise that the the very
people they need protecting from vote to take away that
protection. "Don't determine the human rights of
minorities by popular vote. That isn't democracy, that's mob
rule." --
auntysarah,
2009-11-04 |
| Sunday, December 6th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
From the
Quotation of the day mailing list, 2008-03-08:
"My first visual impression of Mick was that he was all
ears and lips, and oh so skinny. Funnily, over the years his
ears seem to have shrunk to normal proportions, and the lips,
while still notoriously gigantic, have deflated from dirigible
size to the more accessible thickness of a pair of meaty
kielbasas." -- Long John Baldry, blues musician, in a 1989
essay, recalling his first meeting with Mick Jagger in 1962.
Quoted in It Ain't Easy: Long John Baldry and the Birth of the
British Blues by Paul Myers. (submitted to
the mailing list by Terry Labach) |
| Saturday, December 5th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:38p |
What I Really Need From Weather Forecasters When the weather forecast calls for only one to three inches of
snow, the question I really want them to answer for me is: will
it take long enough to melt that I need to take my pain meds and
go clear the sidewalk, or will it melt quickly enough that I can
ignore it in good conscience and save the pills for another day?
Today the answer was easy: when I looked outside, the sidewalk
was wet, not white (snow stuck to parked cars but not to pavement),
and it looks like the Winter Weather Event (aka French toast emergency)
is nearly over, so I may want to sprinkle some salt now that the sun
has gone down, but I don't need to sweep or shovel anything, so I'll
probably get away with just ibuprofen. |
dglenn
|
4:34p |
An Ad Too Far My computer crashed last night, so I reloaded a bunch of browser
tabs I'd had open before the crash. On one LiveJournal entry,
when I went to that tab for the first time after the reload, a Best
Buy ad showed up blocking my view of 95% of the window (with the
rest greyed out), a jingle started playing, and the "close this and
continue" button had a message saying I could only close it after it
had played at least four seconds.
I was logged in already at the time.
A banner ad here, a margin ad there, I can skip over even if they
do annoy me when I notice them. This trend of popping up ads that
block my view of the content of the page is something I've been
meaning to rant about (it gives me the message, "we really don't
want you to read what's on this page," or possibly, "our webmaster
fucked up").
Showing ads to other people, on my content, without paying me
for doing so, was the reason I stopped posting complete entries on
LJ and started posting fake-cut-tags linking to whole entries
elsewhere (mostly Dreamwidth, also InsaneJournal and others).
Paying LJ not to show my ads to my readers would've been an
option if the reason I'd reverted to a free account in the first
place hadn't been in protest of other policies I wanted to see
changed before I gave them more money. This most recent
tactic, if it persists, may finally be enough to chase me away
from reading LJ (and reinforces my opinion that taking
my content elsewhere was wiser than subjecting my readers to ads
LJ serves). Seeing a banner ad before the comments when reading
an entry by a user with a 'Plus' account is one thing. Stopping
me from even seeing the entry until I've turned off my
speakers and waited four seconds (at least in the browser I'm
using at the moment, the clock starts ticking when I make that
tab current, not as soon as the page finishes loading in the
background) goes too far. I realize that the whole point is
that banner ads are too easy to ignore, but here's the thing:
if you make the ad foreground instead of background, its
effectiveness goes from not-as-positive-as-you'd-like, to
negative, or at best zero: you don't get me to
pay more attention, you convince me to go read something
else.
And yes, this ad did piss me off enough to warrant taking
the time to write five paragraphs about it and to make an
exception to my links-on-LJ-text-goes-elsewhere policy because
I want to make sure my friends who only bother to lick those
links when they look especially interesting (there must be a
few, at least) see this too. But the basic idea is quite
simple regardless of temper: make it sufficiently annoying
or inconvenient to read, and I'll find something else to read
instead. It's a big web; I'll find something else to read.
Read this / comment on it at
blurty
dreamwidth
crazylife
journalfen
livejournal
scribbld
|
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
"It's not widely publicized by the U.S. Agriculture
Department, but marijuana is America's largest cash crop--topping
the value of corn and wheat combined. A 2005 analysis by Harvard
economist Jeffrey Miron found that legalization would generate
$7.7 billion a year in enforcement savings for local, state, and
federal taxpayers, while producing annual tax revenues of $6.2
billion." -- Jim Hightower,
2009-11-23 [thanks to
Penguirl for
linking to it.] (That the next available spot in
the quotes-queue when I added this was also the anniversary of the
repeal of the 18th Amendment (Prohibition), was a lucky accident.) |
| Friday, December 4th, 2009 |
dglenn
|
5:26a |
QotD
To reporters asking for an opion regarding Tiger
Woods' recent accident: "Nope. He got in a car
accident. What the f---? You guys are the news. You're supposed
to report the news. A guy crashed his car. You're making up s---.
So are you reporting the news or are you making the news?" --
Chris Rock,
2009-11-30 [
thanks to
silmaril and
vvalkyri
for linking
to it]
"Within days of PGA golfer Tiger Woods crashing his car, the
press has hounded him into disclosing in so many words that he's
had some sort of affair. "Now imagine if the press
(generally) pursued with the same vigor and tenacity stories that
actually serve the public interest and have value for a democratic
society. For instance, consider how sad a reflection it is that
the personal life of a professional golfer is bigger news than the
CIA destroying evidence of illegal activity (i.e. abusive and/or
torturous interrogation) and lying to a court about it."
-- Hume's Ghost,
2009-12-02 |
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