An astronaut is going to run the Boston Marathon remotely. I think the astronauts should demand conjugal visits.
Back To Work
Well, that was a nice little break. I got to focus on building a new linux box, and resting from this cold that just won’t quit (it’s settled into my chestal regions now, and continues to wrack me with aches in my kiester and lower extremities). My thermostat is screwed up–I’m always either too warm or too cold. It ebbs and tides–just when I start to think I’m getting over it, I head back downhill overnight.
Yes, obviously it was April Fools, but it got the expected responses. Particularly from the mental cases who actually believe (or at least claim to believe, since they repeat it with such robotic regularity) the nonsense that I wrote yesterday. One would think that something that was an “emergent property of golf statistics” would display more intelligence.
Hopefully, regular blogging will recommence shortly.
Hanging It Up
I’ve been running this blog for over five years now, and I’m getting tired. Moreover, I realize that Brian Swiderski and others are right–I’ve been letting the Bushies pull the wool over my eyes for too long. There is no difference between the fascist theocrats in the White House, and those overseas, and the ones in the White House are in fact much scarier, because they have so much more military power, and the actual will to use it, unlike the bluster of the Iranians, who are merely, after all, feeling justifiably threatened by the presence of the torturing American troops on both their eastern and western borders.
For five long years I’ve turned a blind eye to the incompetence of this administration, the worst one in the history of the Republic, unlikely to be equaled in the future, as I’m confident that historians will judge. Whether out of a naive hope for world domination by the forces of Christian righteousness, or just a latent lust to kill brown people by the millions, like all the other neocons, I’ve stood by this administration, and misled my readers for too long. I can’t undo all the damage that my fascist propaganda has done for the past half decade, but I can at least stop perpetuating it.
This is my last blog post.
Soi-Disant Reactionaries
On the left.
One-Stop Shopping
Clark Lindsey has gathered up all the links to the Space Access reporting in one handy page.
Where The Rubber Hits The Road
Even if the left in the West remains clueless, letting deranged Bush hatred substitute for thought, the left in the Middle East can’t afford that luxury:
Slap Down
It’s sad that Popular Mechanics has to waste any bandwidth and pixels responding to Rosie O’Donnell’s incandescent idiocy, but that’s the world we apparently live in. How much longer is ABC going to embarrass itself with this moron?
[Afternoon update]
The steel industry is running scared, now that Rosie is on to their scam, that has been going on for well over a century.
Virtual Space Progams
Robin Snelson (aka “Rocket Sellers”) gave a presentation last weekend at Space Access about her recent and ongoing space adventures in Second Life. Alan Boyle has the story.
Islam Means Submission
An Iranian blogger, on why it’s a mistake to attempt to appease the mullahs.
The Plot Revealed
I don’t have any particularly profound thoughts about the hexagon on Saturn (though hexagons are not unknown to nature, even if not on this scale), but Alan Henderson does.