Somehow, I don’t think that cats would put up with this sort of thing.
Category Archives: Popular Culture
A Boy Cow
This is pretty funny. I thought I’d post it since I’m moving back to LA.
Lagrange Points
There seems to be increased interest in them, perhaps as a result of the Augustine activities. One point the article doesn’t make about the earth-moon points is that they provide continuous windows for access to and from the lunar surface.
Animal Cruelty
Oh, the humanity.
The Non-Glamour
…of Ted Kennedy. Some thoughts on how his fate may become President Obama’s.
Popular Myths Of Psychology
Over at Cracked.
If You Call Someone A Koolaid Drinker
…you’re a racist. Just in case you thought that the Urban Dictionary should have any credibility. This is really astonishingly stupid.
The Twelve Most Annoying Types
…of Facebookers. I’m pretty confident that I’m none of the above.
The Romance
I don’t find them romantic. I wouldn’t be able to write anywhere near as much (or as well) as I do without a computer. When I hear about Dick Cheney writing his memoirs in long hand, I cringe. I could never do it — I find the act of dragging a writing implement across paper (and not writing, but actually, printing — I gave up on cursive about the eighth grade) sheer physical drudgery. It’s kind of amazing that I managed to get through college in the pre-word-processing days. I was so desperate for a keyboard with an editor that I actually used a DECWriter and text processor as one. I learned to type on my step-mother’s Selectric, but when I went to college all I could afford was a cheap Remington (manual) portable. I banged out some papers on it, some all nighters, but they would all have been better if I could have edited them. Give me the computer age.
The President’s Reading List
I would have expected Das Kapital, myself, but I wish that he’d read Hayek, this time for comprehension. Actually, I think that he should have brought along a copy of HR3200, if he’s got that much free time for reading. But as commenters there note, this list is likely more for public consumption than what he’s actually going to be reading.
On a related note, Will Wilkinson asks an interesting question:
Here is a good debate proposition: It ought to be less embarrassing to have been influenced by Ayn Rand than by Karl Marx.
Yes, it ought to be. It’s really quite appalling that being a Marxist remains a sign of prestige in academia, instead of being met with opprobrium.