Sad to say, this earlier post still applies. It’s all I have to say about l’affaire McChrystal et Petraeus.
via à la Rob
Sad to say, this earlier post still applies. It’s all I have to say about l’affaire McChrystal et Petraeus.
via à la Rob
There’s been a lot of chatter lately about how boycotting BP is an empty gesture that only harms local retailers. Maybe so, but I’m doing it anyway.
Here’s why.
You might be able to talk me into boycotting even more gasoline retailers, but you won’t talk me out of boycotting BP.
Ran some of my orphan dissertation notes through the word cloud machine:

I guess it’s obvious that I”m writing about the Creek Nation of American Indians.
Strange are the ways of the Internet. Somehow my blog has become the leading global source for pics of sports celebrity Charles Barkley. That fact has artificially inflated the blog’s stats, and it has placed a rather trivial 2008 post about Barkley at the top of my “Busiest posts” list (in the right-hand column, probably invisible to those of you who read the blog with a phone).
What’s funny about this is that the original post was a real snooze, apparently. Only two readers looked at it when I wrote it, then it lay forgotten for an entire year.
In the third week of March 2010, Google Images took notice of the Barkley mug shot I was using. (I suppose it had just disappeared from somewhere else.) The hits started stacking up at my blog. Now they exceed 700 — a large number for a little blog. That’s why Barkley: Politicians have only three jobs remains at the top of the list of busiest posts.
Other posts have drawn a lot of hits that were clearly only image-related, not visits from engaged readers. But nothing else has produced the volume and duration of the Barkley JPEG. I’m tempted to delete it, so my list reflects something like actual reader interest. But then where else would Sir Charles’s fans go for a nice mug shot of their hero?
Images are not the only factor that inflates this blog’s stats. Some Google search strings have plainly brought people to this site under false pretenses. Many of these include the word torture in a pornographic context. Can’t say I’m sorry to disappoint.
Allowing for all the image searches, porn searches, and double hits by (most likely) a single reader, I still seem to get a genuine reader about 12 times a day on average. That seems satisfactory.
Without really trying to, I just submitted a book review for publication without printing a single sheet of paper during the composition of it. I did all my revisions on the laptop screen.
This is a new experience. The most surprising part is that I didn’t intend to do this; it just happened. I do my writing on a laptop that is only occasionally connected to a printer (and haven’t yet gotten to the point of wirelessly connecting to a printer).
I have yet to decide whether the revisions might have been better if I’d marked up a hard copy instead of revising on screen.
Mother Earth is a woman who needs no introduction.
In the Old World, she’s been written up and talked about for a long, long time. Her stock was probably lowest around the sixteenth century, but since then she has come roaring back. Now pagans, poets, and environmentalists sing her praises, and everyone else has heard of her. (She has her own holiday, although people aren’t clear about which day it should be observed on.)
As best I can tell, though, she never visited the New World until after the Old World colonized it. She’s an immigrant. (more…)
A few more vignettes from Alabama and the northern Gulf coast:
Tar balls from the Deepwater Horizon spill appeared on the Dauphin Island shore on Saturday. According to the Mobile Press-Register, “about 100 workers in white hazmat suits, yellow boots and black gloves were picking up samples of black-stained sand near the pier, as beachgoers nearby waded in the water, played football and made sandcastles.” (more…)