One third of Washingtonians are functionally illiterate.
DC always struck me as a canary in a coal mine for what the fate of the entire country would be if liberal Democrats got all their federalized social-programs hearts’ desires.
An Impending Loss To The Blogosphere
Cathy Seipp, a witty, insightful and lovely journalist (and someone who I would like to think a friend, based on the many parties of hers to which I was invited, and attended, one a Halloween party in her home) has been waging a valiant fight against inoperable lung cancer for several years (and for those wondering, no, she never smoked). Sadly, it looks like the battle is almost over, and not in her or her family’s favor.
Please extend your best wishes (and prayers, for those who do that) to them, and particularly her brave daughter (now in college) Maia. And as she says, contribute to the American Lung Cancer Society, and give an impounded dog or cat a home in her honor.
Could Be
Is Galileo the Airbus of space? It never made much sense to me to try to compete with a free service. The only thing that this project ever had going for it was anti-American paranoia and European pride. I don’t think it will be enough to save it.
The Three “D”s
Jeff Foust has a good summary of the current state of planetary defense.
The Three “D”s
Jeff Foust has a good summary of the current state of planetary defense.
The Three “D”s
Jeff Foust has a good summary of the current state of planetary defense.
Lying To Congress?
Mrs. Wilson seems to have trouble keeping her story straight.
Driving Mazdas Up Xerxes
Lileks has two good reviews today, one of a protest march, one of a movie:
Let me be clear: There are serious, reasonable critics of the war whose arguments deserve attention and consideration. You generally don
SpaceX Launch Today?
Current schedule seems to be 4 PM Pacific (that means this evening for us (current) east coasters).
John Lennon Worship
Here’s an amusing post. And while he wrote some beautiful songs, anyone who imagines that he was a sophisticated political analyst should simply listen to the lyrics of “Imagine,” possibly the most insipid and idiotic song ever written. “Afternoon Delight” sounds profound in comparison. As Glenn says, who’s got more sense–someone who’d marry Barbara Bach, or Yoko?
You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’d like to see a world in which fewer people took such mindless platitudes seriously.