<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851</id><updated>2011-10-18T10:12:38.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slarrow</title><subtitle type='html'>"Slarrow" refers to the "slings and arrows of outrageous fortune" from Hamlet's soliloquy. Here are the chronicles of such darts and whatever attempt there may be to take arms against such a sea of troubles.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-3489353456123745668</id><published>2010-11-22T14:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T15:06:26.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The 45th President of the United States</title><summary type='text'>Here's the thing: I like Sarah Palin quite a lot. But I don't want her to be the next President. What's more, I don't want her to run for the office in 2012.Why don't I want her to be President #45? It's because I think that she, unlike John McCain (who used the label primarily as cover for shoving his finger in his own party's eye), really is a maverick. She made a political career by seeing how</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/3489353456123745668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/3489353456123745668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2010/11/45th-president-of-united-states.html' title='The 45th President of the United States'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-3002946922016401749</id><published>2010-10-01T09:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T09:58:51.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The REAL Car/Ditch Metaphor</title><summary type='text'>I'm getting tired of Barack Obama using the metaphor of Republicans driving the economy into a ditch, then asking for the keys back after the virtuous Democrats have pushed it back onto the road. (Best take on this, as usual, belongs to Iowahawk.) It's phony history, given Democrats control of Congress since 2007 and the significant Democrat fingerprints all over the housing/mortgage mess. So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/3002946922016401749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/3002946922016401749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2010/10/real-carditch-metaphor.html' title='The REAL Car/Ditch Metaphor'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-8268127454317771748</id><published>2009-10-16T09:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:33:14.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fascinating Post on Movies and Culture</title><summary type='text'>I'm linking this because I want to be able to return to it. Leo Grin from Big Hollywood is introducing a "For Conservative Movie Lovers" series. Here's the best quote:The power of cinema, I humbly propose, is at its peak when harnessed to the task of refreshing and strengthening our civilizational confidence — our deepest loves, our noblest aspirations, our cherished traditions, the beauty and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/8268127454317771748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/8268127454317771748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2009/10/fascinating-post-on-movies-and-culture.html' title='Fascinating Post on Movies and Culture'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-586540673425021482</id><published>2009-08-28T23:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:28:58.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Insurance Works</title><summary type='text'>I wanted to write a bit more on how insurance works and why proposals that sound great may not be all that good in reality. Let's start with a basic, stripped down model of what insurance is like.Medical insurance works essentially like this. I'm sitting in a room (call it the Alpha room) with 99 other people, and a guy walks up on stage. He tells us that 5 of us are expected to get the dreaded </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/586540673425021482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/586540673425021482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-insurance-works.html' title='How Insurance Works'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-1744915792885427421</id><published>2009-08-28T23:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:24:20.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple of Medical Insurance Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>I posted the following as a comment in response to Ron Rosenbaum's piece on PJMedia.Two factors to keep in mind during all of this, though.First, whether it’s an insurance company or a government panel, you’re asking other people to pay for either (a) your extended life (or, strictly speaking, your postponed death) or (b) your improved life. If your benefit is coming out of someone else’s hide, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/1744915792885427421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/1744915792885427421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2009/08/couple-of-medical-insurance-thoughts.html' title='Couple of Medical Insurance Thoughts'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-1187668880045761784</id><published>2009-06-26T15:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:00:11.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson, R.I.P.</title><summary type='text'>Michael Jackson has died.For my part, I am saddened and somewhat bemused by Michael Jackson's death. Part of it is age-related. I'm 34, so while Thriller isn't in my memory's sweet spot, some of the Bad songs are, particularly "Smooth Criminal". I'm still awed by the full version of that song in his vanity movie "Moonwalker". When challenged by younger people about actually liking Michael Jackson</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/1187668880045761784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/1187668880045761784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-rip.html' title='Michael Jackson, R.I.P.'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-3475566911515117878</id><published>2009-02-06T12:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:49:45.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>President Chapstick</title><summary type='text'>President Obama ran on a message of hope and change. He was going to bring a new postpartisan approach to the White House. He was going to work with people on the other side of the aisle and put aside the politics of the past. Hope, change, etc. I didn't believe him then, and I don't believe him now:THE PRESIDENT: Now, I just want to say this — I value the constructive criticism and the healthy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/3475566911515117878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/3475566911515117878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2009/02/president-chapstick.html' title='President Chapstick'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-4045193942397066908</id><published>2009-01-24T08:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:17:47.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, That Was Dumb</title><summary type='text'>That didn't take long.President Obama has been trying to obtain bipartisan support and cover for his agenda, so what does he decide to do before his first weekend in office? Bully the Republicans into doing things his way or else.First, he told the Republicans meeting with him to listen to him, not Rush Limbaugh. "You can't just listen to Rush Limbaugh and get things done." Sure, that's a great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/4045193942397066908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/4045193942397066908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-that-was-dumb.html' title='Well, That Was Dumb'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-8180768542321600108</id><published>2009-01-22T13:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:20:55.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thought Experiment for Roe v. Wade Anniversary</title><summary type='text'>Today marks the 36th anniversary of the Roe v. Wade and Doe v. Bolton decisions. Since I'm 33 years old, today always has a certain significance to me; knowing that it was legal for my mother to end me if she had chosen gives the issue a certain resonance. (Thank heavens my mom knew better.) Even though it's been well over thirty years since the decision, the issue of abortion remains powerful. A</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/8180768542321600108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/8180768542321600108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2009/01/thought-experiment-for-roe-v-wade.html' title='A Thought Experiment for Roe v. Wade Anniversary'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-7056657424237058123</id><published>2009-01-21T15:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:28:59.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Plastic People</title><summary type='text'>Some of the excesses of yesterday coupled with this piece by Dirk Benedict called to mind a poem I had written several years back about celebrities who tried to stump for causes. I've always liked it, so in the spirit of Breitbart's pledge, I'll post it once again.All The Plastic PeopleAll the plastic peopleAre strutting on parade.Now they smile, now they chant,Now they pitch their flags </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/7056657424237058123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/7056657424237058123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-plastic-people.html' title='All the Plastic People'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-5708726853867451912</id><published>2009-01-20T09:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:33:13.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, Mr. President</title><summary type='text'>Lost in the midst of all the gushing about "the first black president" (which isn't the proof of "moving beyond race" that people think it is) is the departure of a good and decent man. A popular leadership phrase is, "It's amazing what you can accomplish when you don't care who gets the credit" (attributed to many in different formulations, including Reagan.) President Bush, it seems to me, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/5708726853867451912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/5708726853867451912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2009/01/farewell-mr-president.html' title='Farewell, Mr. President'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-2285143423548114175</id><published>2009-01-15T13:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:04:06.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenga Economics</title><summary type='text'>At NRO and other places, some conservatives have been wondering how to effectively fight back against the seemingly inexorable tide of borrow/spend demand-side economics about to come our way. John Hood began with a call for simple explanations, and some responded. But I think we need a simpler way to open the conversation. During the 80's supply-side economics was belittled and derided as, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/2285143423548114175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/2285143423548114175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2009/01/jenga-economics.html' title='Jenga Economics'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-1142867655767851514</id><published>2008-11-20T12:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:27:53.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandwagon Americans</title><summary type='text'>Jay Nordlinger had an item in his Impromptus the other day that echoed a sentiment I've seen in a few other pieces. He writes:So, I’m on an airplane, and there’s a New York magazine jammed into the pocket. The cover shows a picture of an infant with his fist up. He is wearing a shirt that says “Obama,” three times. What we read is, “The President for Us: The triumph of the Obama idea, and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/1142867655767851514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/1142867655767851514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2008/11/bandwagon-americans.html' title='Bandwagon Americans'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-8388921549942401256</id><published>2008-11-20T12:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:27:42.509-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Dog Journalists</title><summary type='text'>Conservatives have long decried the liberal bias of most media members, a bias which they refuse to admit or acknowledge. We've come up with several terms to describe that group of journalists and organizations, mostly notably the "mainstream media" or MSM. Of course, the charge against that is that they aren't actually mainstream; they're liberal. Rush Limbaugh calls them the "drive-by media" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/8388921549942401256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/8388921549942401256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2008/11/yellow-dog-journalists.html' title='Yellow Dog Journalists'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-6455155480218216545</id><published>2008-11-20T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:27:26.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Did President Bush burst the oil bubble?</title><summary type='text'>I saw on the Yahoo headlines that oil is around $50 a barrel now. Nobody's really been pondering why, it seems--they just seem grateful that the price of gas is finally going down. Couple of things, though: first, the price peaked on July 11, 2008. Since then, it's come down precipitiously. Certainly the weakening demand and worries about the economy have contributed to the downward movement once</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/6455155480218216545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/6455155480218216545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-president-bush-burst-oil-bubble.html' title='Did President Bush burst the oil bubble?'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-8763684889920559948</id><published>2008-11-14T12:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:34:28.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Givers and Takers</title><summary type='text'>Well, I feel like waking this blog back up again. Let’s see how it goes.Why now? Because my side just got thumped in the last election, and there’s a lot of soul-searching and postmortem analysis going on right now. Some are proposing new plans, saying we didn’t do a good enough job of providing solutions to problems. Others are urging us to focus on policies that will reset our governing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/8763684889920559948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/8763684889920559948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2008/11/givers-and-takers.html' title='Givers and Takers'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P3EpjDuiDGE/SR28yLDPvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UJIVjXx7w1Q/s72-c/pearls_unemployment.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-116742531230263142</id><published>2006-12-29T14:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T14:48:32.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye To All That</title><summary type='text'>2006 is coming to a close, and I've a few thoughts to finish out the year.Full lives make for light blogging. While other folks may have it otherwise, when my life is full and interesting, my fondness for blogging fades. This past year has been the most significant of my career, as I've undergone more role changes and growth "opportunities" than ever before. Consequently, descending into the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/116742531230263142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/116742531230263142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/12/goodbye-to-all-that.html' title='Goodbye To All That'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-116292051658820981</id><published>2006-11-07T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T11:28:36.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Predictions</title><summary type='text'>I'm getting my November post out of the way early by stating some predictions for the elections (which are occuring right now.) I think the Republicans hold both the House and Seante and that they do shockingly well in the Senate. I predict that Amendment 2 will be defeated here in MO, as will Claire McCaskill.Why do I think the Republicans will do better than expected? Because a pair of twos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/116292051658820981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/116292051658820981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/11/predictions.html' title='Predictions'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-116230804761779346</id><published>2006-10-31T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T09:20:47.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>October Post Against Amendment 2 In MO</title><summary type='text'>Almost missed the October post, but I was reminded just in time. Here's a letter I submitted to my local paper on Amendment 2, a proposal in Missouri to write stem cell research into our constitution.Preserve Your VoiceI have a multitude of reasons to vote against Amendment 2. Here are two.First, it’s unnecessary. The practices it seeks “to ensure for all Missourians” are not illegal. There hasn’</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/116230804761779346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/116230804761779346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/10/october-post-against-amendment-2-in-mo.html' title='October Post Against Amendment 2 In MO'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-115774370286658184</id><published>2006-09-08T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:36:48.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall We Sleep Or Wake?</title><summary type='text'>Another little thing I submitted to my local paper--about September 11, this time. My last one didn't make the paper, alas, but we'll see about this one. Regardless, I now have my September post.Shall We Sleep Or Wake?A clear Tuesday morning five years aroused a sleeping giant. Are we still roused, or are we trying desperately to return to slumber and its pleasant dreams?First, consider that we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/115774370286658184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/115774370286658184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/09/shall-we-sleep-or-wake.html' title='Shall We Sleep Or Wake?'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-115498620752975806</id><published>2006-08-07T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T16:30:07.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Age of Tantalus</title><summary type='text'>For my August post, here's something I sent to my local paper on embryonic stem cell research. They haven't printed it yet and may never, but I thought it was pretty good.The Age of TantalusThe Greeks told a story about a man named Tantalus who ate of the very food of the gods. In return, he butchered his son  Pelops and served him as a feast for the Olympians, presumably hoping to curry favor. I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/115498620752975806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/115498620752975806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/08/age-of-tantalus.html' title='The Age of Tantalus'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-115195474799777972</id><published>2006-07-03T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:36:15.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flags, Finances, and Free Speech</title><summary type='text'>I wrote another little piece for my local paper again. They were lionizing the people who voted against the flag-burning amendment and the New York Times for publishing the SWIFT info. It irritated me, so I wrote this bit which made it into the paper yesterday.Restricting flag-burning does not equal censorshipI understand the [local paper] has a vested interest in veneration of the First </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/115195474799777972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/115195474799777972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/07/flags-finances-and-free-speech.html' title='Flags, Finances, and Free Speech'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-115160102722258070</id><published>2006-06-29T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T12:10:27.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars</title><summary type='text'>June's almost over, so it's time for another post. This month has been the month of Cars for us. My wife and I have seen the movie twice, bought the soundtrack, and purchased a lot of Happy Meals for our two-year-old. We've probably spent about $200 on related paraphenalia. The irony of buying mass-produced merchandise based on a movie that emphasizes the uniqueness of small towns isn't lost on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/115160102722258070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/115160102722258070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/06/cars_29.html' title='Cars'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-114737738635140061</id><published>2006-05-11T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T14:56:26.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1994 All Over Again? Hah.</title><summary type='text'>I've heard a lot of buzz that this election year will be like 1994 but in the reverse direction. But I'm not going to pay a single bit of attention to people who make those claims until they start doing the kind of thinking that Jay Cost does. It seems that the more punditry we get (and I think it's fair to say that we're seeing a far more vigorous, diverse pundit class than ever before), the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/114737738635140061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/114737738635140061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/1994-all-over-again-hah.html' title='1994 All Over Again? Hah.'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-114677763442438023</id><published>2006-05-04T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T16:20:34.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Perfect" Justice?</title><summary type='text'>What do you know--I'm getting my May post done early. This was in response to a piece by Dahlia Litwick on the fate of Zacarias Moussaoui. It bugged me in three fundamental ways that I detailed in an email to a debating partner of mine.While this guy's actual punishment doesn't bother me that much (although I prefer Ron White's scenario for Osama bin Laden--listen to "Comedy Ain't Pretty" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/114677763442438023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/114677763442438023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/perfect-justice.html' title='&quot;Perfect&quot; Justice?'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-114608367447051269</id><published>2006-04-26T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T15:34:55.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tony Snow On Board!</title><summary type='text'>I am really excited to see that Tony Snow is the new White House spokesman. The president finally has somebody on his team who can communicate the kind of credit that Bush deserves. A little rant mode here: I've long thought that Republicans are pretty good at getting things done in government but terrible at taking credit. I thought that Republicans should have been crowing about actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/114608367447051269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/114608367447051269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/04/tony-snow-on-board.html' title='Tony Snow On Board!'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-114384143885765799</id><published>2006-03-31T15:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T15:43:58.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Support President Bush</title><summary type='text'>A fellow asked me a couple of days ago what I thought of this president and his policies. Here's what I think.My position is that this president, with great moral courage and foresight, has embarked on a world-transformational mission (of great risk) to leach the poison out of the Middle East and the Islamofascist worldview that sustains international terrorism. I support him in this; I think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/114384143885765799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/114384143885765799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-i-support-president-bush.html' title='Why I Support President Bush'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-114115001684861703</id><published>2006-02-28T11:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T12:06:56.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa...almost missed February post</title><summary type='text'>I'd made it a goal in my intermittent posting schedule to post at least once per month, but I almost missed February! Sigh. It would be better to blog more, I think; the thoughts have been swirling once again, demanding an outlet, and reviving Slarrow is becoming more appealing to me again.First, an addition to the blogroll: Our White Noise, a new blog started by a very old, very dear friend of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/114115001684861703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/114115001684861703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/whoaalmost-missed-february-post.html' title='Whoa...almost missed February post'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-113822487979552704</id><published>2006-01-25T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T15:34:39.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiendishly Clever</title><summary type='text'>From NRO, I found the latest from Greg Gutfeld. It's a number of Roe v. Wade jokes.It's fiendishly clever, and I say that deliberately. Some of the jokes are actually funny ("not all of them are this stupid"; "I have to walk out of here alone!"; "yes...yes you do."). They made me laugh--and then instantly be repulsed at my laughter. Some are just cruel and sick (the dumpster, black storks, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/113822487979552704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/113822487979552704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/fiendishly-clever.html' title='Fiendishly Clever'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-113476520203287405</id><published>2005-12-16T14:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T14:33:22.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pendelum Swings Back Toward Christmas</title><summary type='text'>I wrote another piece and submitted it to my local paper. Don't know if they'll print it--the topic has been fairly well covered these past few weeks. Still, I kind of like it. I'd title it:Restore "Holy" To HolidaysI’m glad to see that “Christmas” is making a comeback. The pendulum had swung too far the other way, due to the defensive reaction to the complaints of the overly sensitive. Some of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/113476520203287405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/113476520203287405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/12/pendelum-swings-back-toward-christmas.html' title='The Pendelum Swings Back Toward Christmas'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-113328058454380999</id><published>2005-11-29T10:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T10:09:44.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Blogroll Change</title><summary type='text'>I'm dropping Roger L. Simon and adding Dennis the Peasant. Why? Because I find him more credible.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/113328058454380999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/113328058454380999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/11/minor-blogroll-change.html' title='Minor Blogroll Change'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-112982010971282115</id><published>2005-10-20T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:55:09.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Defense of Partisanship</title><summary type='text'>I wrote another piece for my local paper, this time defending partisanship. I hoped that I'd have a more stirring call to action (Go Cards!), but by the time it was published, the Astros had already won the series. Congrats to them, and wait 'til next year (the perennial sports fan motto)!In Defense of PartisanshipI am a partisan. I have a team, and I support it through thick and thin. I never </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112982010971282115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112982010971282115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-defense-of-partisanship.html' title='In Defense of Partisanship'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-112740303973229457</id><published>2005-09-22T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T10:30:39.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Giving</title><summary type='text'>Ah, found that retrospective piece I wrote almost two years ago. Pretty soon I'm going to have to come up with original observations about parenthood again! Alas.Happy ThanksgivingIt should come as no great suprise to learn that I am most thankful for my wife and my son. The last six weeks have been so amazing with my wife. It reminds me a lot of when we were first married, and I watched this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112740303973229457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112740303973229457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/09/thanks-giving.html' title='Thanks Giving'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-112733957847528992</id><published>2005-09-21T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T16:52:58.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Also Noble</title><summary type='text'>I wrote this for the September 11 edition of my local paper. (Nice to be able to create posts out of stuff I've already written.)A noble America rose from the ashesSept. 11 is once again upon us. What can we say of ourselves four years later?We have proven to be a fickle yet noble people. Our steadfastness of purpose sways with every headline and every additional nickel in the gas price. We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112733957847528992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112733957847528992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-are-also-noble.html' title='We Are Also Noble'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-112733379775315776</id><published>2005-09-21T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:16:37.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look Until...</title><summary type='text'>Well, I got tired of having this great big blank spot where my paragraphs ought to be, so here's my new look. I know I need to expand the width of the content bar, and I'd like to float the nav bar to the right so that content expands out below it once the end of the nav bar is reached. But first I have to study the CSS to make sure I can make it behave like I want it to.Coming relatively soon: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112733379775315776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112733379775315776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-look-until.html' title='New Look Until...'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-112353910159259643</id><published>2005-08-08T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T17:11:41.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drat</title><summary type='text'>Alas, Blogger still put everything below the navigation/archive DIV. Bah, humbug.In better news, I found another piece out of the archives I wrote about six weeks after the birth of my son (around Thanksgiving.) That'll be my next posted piece. But not now. Hopefully I can get the formatting thing figured out first. @#@!$^$ template.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112353910159259643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112353910159259643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/08/drat.html' title='Drat'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-112353838571584042</id><published>2005-08-08T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T16:59:45.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Retrospective Piece For a Bit</title><summary type='text'>I'm closing up this little retrospective series on the birth of my son (nearly two years old now) with this final posting. Afterwards, I think I'll reflect on what two years of daddyhood has taught me and how close it's been to my expectations. (I also hope this post will fix whatever bug Blogger put in my last post to shove everything below the right sidebar. Grrrr...) I Keep Falling In Love </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112353838571584042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112353838571584042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-retrospective-piece-for-bit.html' title='Last Retrospective Piece For a Bit'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-112267275874056520</id><published>2005-07-29T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T16:32:38.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching Base</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been some time since I last posted. In the interim, I've started a new job and rearranged my schedule a little bit. I've also cut down on most of my blog reading (which was good since I'm busier in the summer anyway.) I've written little due to settling into a new job and trying to get things organized at home before school starts (my wife teaches.) But I think I'll slowly work my way </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112267275874056520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/112267275874056520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/touching-base.html' title='Touching Base'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111782693807817872</id><published>2005-06-03T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T14:28:58.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixteen Tons, Sixteen Candles</title><summary type='text'>Yet another bit from the archives, before my son (who is nearing twenty months old) was born. I keep expecting to read something that makes me cringe, but so far it seems to have played out like I thought it would. My folks prepared me well.Sixteen Tons, Sixteen CandlesI am the epitome of manhood.*waiting for snickers to die down*At least, I will be, for one person, for a little while. For this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111782693807817872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111782693807817872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/sixteen-tons-sixteen-candles.html' title='Sixteen Tons, Sixteen Candles'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111774908627361863</id><published>2005-06-02T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T16:51:26.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whither Tradition?</title><summary type='text'>Via a heads-up from Stanley Kurtz on NRO is this long, thought-provoking piece by Lee Harris. In particular, this passage caught my attention:A society that wishes to reproduce itself must take care to pass on to the next generation the knowledge required to maintain itself at more or less the same level of civilization. It is not enough to pass on the good china; you must also pass on the family</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111774908627361863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111774908627361863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/whither-tradition.html' title='Whither Tradition?'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111690911665845145</id><published>2005-05-23T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:47:26.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Patriotism?</title><summary type='text'>I was going through some of my folders looking for resume stuff, and I found something I was afraid I had lost. Last summer my local paper asked for responses on the question, "what is patriotism?" This is what I wrote:A patriot commits himself through love at cost to the ideas and people that are his country. Patriotism is an act of will rather than a mere attitude. As such, it begins with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111690911665845145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111690911665845145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-patriotism.html' title='What Is Patriotism?'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111687852696161978</id><published>2005-05-23T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T15:02:06.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't It The Truth</title><summary type='text'>I recently turned 30, and I love The Incredibles. So once again I'm on board with what James Lileks says (emphasis mine): Then, “The Incredibles.” Which was. Died, went to heaven, etc. Tron me up, let me live in that world; you’ll hear no complaints. More about that tomorrow; I bring it up just to compare it with the other bits of juvenile pop culture I sampled this weekend. “Team America” was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111687852696161978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111687852696161978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/aint-it-truth.html' title='Ain&apos;t It The Truth'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111681473619162685</id><published>2005-05-22T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T21:18:56.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've Missed</title><summary type='text'>It's kind of odd, really. I haven't paid much attention to the Internet for about ten days now; I got laid off from my job and spent the time focusing on my next job search and home improvement projects. I'd really been spending way too much time on the 'Net anyway, but it wasn't any trouble at all to go several days without even turning on a computer. I finally went online a little this weekend,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111681473619162685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111681473619162685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-ive-missed.html' title='What I&apos;ve Missed'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111541346465823063</id><published>2005-05-06T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T16:04:55.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>License To Parent In A Hostile World</title><summary type='text'>Not only do I plan to be a repressive, uncool parent who never lets my kid do everything he wants...I now have a license from Orson Scott Card to do so.I am, here and now, offering you absolution from all your guilt over being an attentive, responsible, careful, loving, and strict parent.First: It is actually a terrific thing if your child's desires are repressed. In fact, one of the main skills </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111541346465823063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111541346465823063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/license-to-parent-in-hostile-world.html' title='License To Parent In A Hostile World'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111506114600123927</id><published>2005-05-02T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T14:12:26.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Occasional Blogger" and Such</title><summary type='text'>Marty at You Know I'm Right (a prince of a guy--really) came up with a great term that describes how I look at myself as a blogger these days. He describes himself as an Occasional Blogger. What a great formulation that is. It puts blogging in the proper context for one's life: something to be enjoyed from time to time, an interesting exercise and opportunity for expression and conversation. How </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111506114600123927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111506114600123927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/occasional-blogger-and-such.html' title='&quot;Occasional Blogger&quot; and Such'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111480382989313525</id><published>2005-04-29T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T14:18:14.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Thoughts On Daddyhood</title><summary type='text'>I've been slow to post lately (my time is taken with other things, including other writings.) But I wrote these pieces over the course of a few months nearly two years ago before my first son was born. I'll dole these out over the next several days. This is the first.Time Keeps On Slippin', Slippin'My wife and I are going to have a baby. Well, she's going to have the baby; I'm there to rub her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111480382989313525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111480382989313525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/some-thoughts-on-daddyhood.html' title='Some Thoughts On Daddyhood'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111349563539660107</id><published>2005-04-14T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T11:28:44.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, It's A New Post</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I didn't expect to be gone this long. I've been busy writing blog-type stuff, but it's been in private emails and a private message board with a first-class intellect who doesn't pull any punches at all but who also acknowledges when I've made a decent case. I've found myself refraining from commenting on lots of threads because I've grown spoiled in that regard; I know I'm not going to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111349563539660107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111349563539660107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-its-new-post.html' title='Hey, It&apos;s A New Post'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111057551537610376</id><published>2005-03-11T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T15:11:55.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pathos of Michael Jackson</title><summary type='text'>Varifrank diagnoses Michael Jackson as having Howard's Curse. It's an excellent essay on something I've long thought about Jackson: there are immense dangers in living in a world that is unchecked by reality. Michael Jackson is a pitiful and pitiable character because he had enough money to shut out the demons of the outside world. As Varifrank points out so well, though, he's found there are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111057551537610376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111057551537610376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/03/pathos-of-michael-jackson.html' title='The Pathos of Michael Jackson'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-111046475383332131</id><published>2005-03-10T08:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T08:25:53.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh What A Beautiful Morning</title><summary type='text'>It's nice to wake up to something like this from Iowahawk. What a fitting sendoff.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111046475383332131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/111046475383332131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-what-beautiful-morning.html' title='Oh What A Beautiful Morning'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110997602655387099</id><published>2005-03-04T16:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T22:37:45.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen Man v. Evolution of Consciousness</title><summary type='text'>The excellent Wretchard at The Belmont Club points out a debate between Victor Davis Hanson and Ronald Edsforth on the nature of justifiable war and whether Iraq was such.The debate ranged over a number of issues, but it touched on something I've found to be a profound difference--perhaps the profound difference--between the Left and the Right. That difference is the nature of human nature: is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110997602655387099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110997602655387099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/03/fallen-man-v-evolution-of.html' title='Fallen Man v. Evolution of Consciousness'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110971240691112031</id><published>2005-03-01T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:26:46.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cymru am byth!</title><summary type='text'>A bit of a break from the political stuff: today is St. David's Day!No, I didn't know what it was either. But upon learning it is to Wales what St. Patrick's is to Ireland, I am happy to celebrate it today and from now on (although first I'd have to find some leeks.) The rest of the article describes how Wales is trying to make a push toward greater prominence and investment. All right!Wales has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110971240691112031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110971240691112031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/03/cymru-am-byth.html' title='Cymru am byth!'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110962504201139646</id><published>2005-02-28T15:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:10:42.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Because It's Not</title><summary type='text'>I see that Howard Dean is preaching the New Gospel again. The quote that's gotten a lot of pixels thus far is his little "we're good, they're evil" ditty. But here's what made me perk up (emphasis mine):"Moderate Republicans can't stand these people (conservatives), because they're intolerant. They don't think tolerance is a virtue," Dean said, adding: "I'm not going to have these right-wingers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110962504201139646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110962504201139646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/02/thats-because-its-not.html' title='That&apos;s Because It&apos;s Not'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110935184729462377</id><published>2005-02-25T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T11:17:27.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Your Head In Heady Times</title><summary type='text'>Victor Davis Hanson has done it again.His latest piece examines the recurrent myths from those who tend to deny American exceptionalism. Always, it seems, there's a contingent who insist the sky is falling only to come crawling around afterwards to say they knew all along everything was fine. Until, of course, the next time something "terrible" happens and they revert back to their instincts....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110935184729462377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110935184729462377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/02/keeping-your-head-in-heady-times.html' title='Keeping Your Head In Heady Times'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110928225290178643</id><published>2005-02-24T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T15:57:32.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Value of Productive Bickering</title><summary type='text'>This took longer to get to than I'd hoped, but such is life.President Bush has made it his mantra to talk about the power of freedom and democracy around the world. Indeed, it has a great number of positive effects that are better described elsewhere. But one of its most potent benefits is one that we usually identify as a great flaw: the power to complain.I formulated this thought and waited for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110928225290178643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110928225290178643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/02/value-of-productive-bickering.html' title='The Value of Productive Bickering'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110911057541479991</id><published>2005-02-22T15:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T16:16:15.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thing Called Wantin' And Havin' It All</title><summary type='text'>Newsweek has an article about the perils of perfectionist motherhood called Mommy Madness. As is my wont these days, I read first the commentary (from Lileks) and the satire (from iowahawk) on the article before I read the article. Perhaps that has prejudiced me somewhat against the article's author. If so, then so be it. I'm still not sympathetic.I read Lileks' point as this: choices have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110911057541479991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110911057541479991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/02/thing-called-wantin-and-havin-it-all.html' title='Thing Called Wantin&apos; And Havin&apos; It All'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110910309068350531</id><published>2005-02-22T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T14:11:30.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is A Man</title><summary type='text'>Posting has been slow but shall pick up now that I've cleared some of the dross out of the way. I've been collecting things to talk about in the interim, though. Here's one: a Q &amp; A with Captain David Rozelle at NRO. This is a man.NRO: You've done your service, man, why would you ever want to go back? Captain Rozelle: It is my duty. By accepting command, I knew that I would eventually return to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110910309068350531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110910309068350531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-man.html' title='This Is A Man'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110738080355392211</id><published>2005-02-02T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T15:55:07.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Quick Hits</title><summary type='text'>Not much blogging lately, although I have kept busy on a couple of other sites and a private bulletin board. In the meantime, though, I've run across the following things I found interesting:Once you dig down to the bottom of the James Dobson/Spongebob thing, it's really not that big a deal. Dobson is quite right to note that others are trying to get certain beliefs into kids' heads through </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110738080355392211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110738080355392211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/02/some-quick-hits.html' title='Some Quick Hits'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110657874750689895</id><published>2005-01-24T08:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T08:59:07.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lileks And The Evil Overlord</title><summary type='text'>Lilek's piece today is another classic. It begins with an observation on Johnny Carson (who, to my mind, when funniest when a joke bombed; he was better with a failed joke than many comedians are with a successful one.) It continues with a riff on an advertisement for a new Oedipus production that oh-so-cleverly mocks the current administration. James writes:I don’t think it occurred to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110657874750689895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110657874750689895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/lileks-and-evil-overlord.html' title='Lileks And The Evil Overlord'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110634149205504330</id><published>2005-01-21T14:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T16:01:49.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Shooting Fish In A Barrel</title><summary type='text'> "Redford Kicks Off Sundance on a Political Note", the headline says. Big surprise there. He was calling independent films "a voice of dissent" and was encouraging "film-makers to speak their minds." Okay, nothing big so far. But then he said this:"This is really a festival about different voices in film that really reflect, a little more accurately, the world we live in," Redford said.Oh, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110634149205504330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110634149205504330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/like-shooting-fish-in-barrel.html' title='Like Shooting Fish In A Barrel'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110632246553606299</id><published>2005-01-21T09:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T09:49:22.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Might For Right</title><summary type='text'>I was mightily impressed by the President's inaugural address yesterday. It reminded me of the best formulation I ever heard between power and morality: not might makes right, but might for right.Peggy Noonan disagrees; she thought the speech was too ambitious, too "over the top." I respectfully disagree with her in this instance; I think there is just a bit too much of the calculated domestic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110632246553606299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110632246553606299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/might-for-right.html' title='Might For Right'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110606867015749666</id><published>2005-01-18T11:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T11:17:50.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Piece By Varifrank</title><summary type='text'>I won't spoil the surprise on this one. Just go read Varifrank now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110606867015749666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110606867015749666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/fantastic-piece-by-varifrank.html' title='Fantastic Piece By Varifrank'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110599894017985516</id><published>2005-01-17T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T16:02:44.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Briny Sea</title><summary type='text'>Well, well. It's another episode of a blue-stater trekking into deepest, darkest Red America. Actually, I feel relatively generous towards this piece--more Lileksy than Blairlike. The writer has enough familiarity with so-called Red America (given his background) that he can at least pick out good, solid, representative quotes from people. I get the sense that the team made a genuine effort to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110599894017985516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110599894017985516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/beautiful-briny-sea.html' title='Beautiful Briny Sea'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110572281481358272</id><published>2005-01-14T11:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T11:26:33.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damned If You Do...</title><summary type='text'>Victor Davis Hanson once again lays out the contradictory criticisms and unreasonable expectations of opponents of Bush's policy in the Middle East. An excerpt:Indeed, from the oscillating analyses of Iraq, the following impossible picture often emerges from our intelligentsia. It was a fatal error to disband the Iraqi army. That led to lawlessness and a loss of confidence in the American ability</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110572281481358272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110572281481358272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/damned-if-you-do.html' title='Damned If You Do...'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110572230248029852</id><published>2005-01-14T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T11:05:02.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kids Are All Right</title><summary type='text'>Brian Anderson writes in OpinionJournal about the rise of conservatism on college campuses which is coming, by and large, from the students. It's an excellent analysis of what's going on and why it's happening, and I'd like to highlight one point and add another. About this new generation, Anderson writes:"American college kids grew up in an era that witnessed both communism's fall and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110572230248029852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110572230248029852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/kids-are-all-right.html' title='The Kids Are All Right'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110565113199263526</id><published>2005-01-13T15:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T15:19:02.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Menshevik Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Thinking a little more on this Rathergate reaction, I like Stanley Kurtz's take on it in The Corner: "Deep down, this Dan Rather business is about honor...The analogy to the Rather affair at this point is the case of the Dixie Chicks...The Dixie Chicks think people punished them for their politics. But what really upset folks wasn’t that the Chicks were against Bush or the war, it was that the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110565113199263526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110565113199263526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/more-menshevik-thoughts.html' title='More Menshevik Thoughts'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110563237380549213</id><published>2005-01-13T09:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T10:06:13.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Menshevik</title><summary type='text'>Hugh Hewitt today notices a particularly astute metaphor concerning how bloggers have reacted to the Rathergate report. The author divides the reactions into Bolshevik and Menshevik camps; Bolsheviks want revolution now while Mensheviks are happy to be patient and let the story play out. Count me as a Menshevik (and Soxblog too, unless Hewitt's got some e-mail confirmation.) Hewitt himself is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110563237380549213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110563237380549213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/menshevik.html' title='Menshevik'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110539469435877935</id><published>2005-01-10T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T16:04:54.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapters of Life</title><summary type='text'>This morning the members of my church laid a gentleman to rest. He was probably one of the best-loved people there. They printed his obituary in the bulletin yesterday. I learned a number of significant things about his life.He died at age 88. He came to our area in 1978; he was retiring, at the age of 63, to the Branson area of southwest Missouri. He was a charter member of the church here. He</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110539469435877935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110539469435877935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/chapters-of-life.html' title='Chapters of Life'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110537809605202934</id><published>2005-01-10T11:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T11:28:16.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah. That's The Problem</title><summary type='text'>USA Today has a story about why the Democrats have such a tough time talking about character.It begins with the sentence, "Imagine a Democratic presidential candidate and his allies assailing the character of the Republican nominee in ads and speeches every day for eight months."My response to this was "what's this 'imagine' word?" Call it fourteen months, and that's exactly what we got. But </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110537809605202934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110537809605202934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah-thats-problem.html' title='Yeah. That&apos;s The Problem'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110511501172097650</id><published>2005-01-07T10:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T10:23:31.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Please</title><summary type='text'>My local paper says we should confirm Gonzales but watch him. But they base their distrust on an extraordinarily shallow understanding of events and Gonzales' actual role in the so-called "torture memos." One particular line set me off; the board said that Bush's policies of treating terrorists like terrorists "contributed to the abuses at Abu Ghraib and other other military prisons." That's just</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110511501172097650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110511501172097650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-please.html' title='Oh Please'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110511169685138390</id><published>2005-01-07T09:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T09:28:16.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Americans Walk?</title><summary type='text'>Victor Davis Hanson has a typically astute piece about how Americans are still saving the world and are being rewarded with yet more moaning and groaning. He compares our current role to the Western lawman of Hollywood legend that comes in and cleans up a town in which the residents are too foolish or yellow to do it themselves, only to hear the vicious backbiting whining from those same </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110511169685138390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110511169685138390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/will-americans-walk.html' title='Will Americans Walk?'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110511137087716106</id><published>2005-01-07T09:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T09:22:50.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Novak On the Tsunami</title><summary type='text'>Michael Novak has an interesting piece in National Review about a particular reaction to the tsunami. The problem is how a good God can allow (or cause) such death and destruction. Often this is really a polemical question, asked by non-theists in order to embarrass theists. Novak's take, however, turns the question on those atheists or agnostics who ask it to show that either the presence of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110511137087716106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110511137087716106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/novak-on-tsunami.html' title='Novak On the Tsunami'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110479152451770015</id><published>2005-01-03T14:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T16:32:04.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On Tolerance</title><summary type='text'>Hey, it's a blog post. Lately I've been more of a consumer than a producer of blog posting. Oh well, no harm done. Before I get back into the longer pieces, I'll do a quick little analysis on one of the favorite terms that gets slung around political arguments: tolerance. For some, it seems to be the Be-All and End-All of discussion, but the concept suffers from two flaws that get overlooked in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110479152451770015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110479152451770015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/on-tolerance.html' title='On Tolerance'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110382217446711175</id><published>2004-12-23T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T11:16:14.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas To All</title><summary type='text'>Tonight my wife, the Bear, and I will go to my parents' for an early Christmas Eve/Morning. Then we'll return home for another Christmas Eve/Morning with my wife's mother. Ah, delight.I've got a number of things planned to write about in the coming weeks. I've got a couple of takeoffs from LOTR: ROTK in mind (the lighting of the beacons and the Charge of the Rohirrim). I'm planning to write </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110382217446711175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110382217446711175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Christmas To All'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110314695231474687</id><published>2004-12-15T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T15:42:32.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail The Victorious Dead</title><summary type='text'>Ah, I now have the four-disc Return of the King. Since the Bear (14 months old today!) doesn't get to sleep until around 9, my wife and I are just taking this about an hour at a time. Last night we managed to make it to the lighting of the beacons (about which I'll post soon) before we finally collapsed.I love the Lord of the Rings, both the book(s) and the movie(s). I respect Tolkien's demand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110314695231474687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110314695231474687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/hail-victorious-dead.html' title='Hail The Victorious Dead'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110313817000767484</id><published>2004-12-15T13:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T13:27:49.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Added Haloscan Today</title><summary type='text'>Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.Well, there's my nice little automated message. Now I just need to figure out how the trackback stuff works, and I'll be in business. Sadly, this means I jettison the very useful comments by David Velleman at Left2Right and the nice compliment 2Slick paid me on the abortion post (as well as a few back-and-forths with David from ISOU</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110313817000767484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110313817000767484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/added-haloscan-today.html' title='Added Haloscan Today'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110312693757016701</id><published>2004-12-15T09:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T13:20:03.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Homespun Symposium: Racial Reconciliation</title><summary type='text'>I'll take my first crack at a Homespun Symposium question. Marc at Hubs and Spokes offered this little jewel:What do you believe is necessarry for true racial reconciliation to take place in American society? Does your solution involve coercive governmental remedies? Do you believe that Churches have an important role to play in this process?Frankly, I think what's necessary is for those who seek</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110312693757016701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110312693757016701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/homespun-symposium-racial.html' title='Homespun Symposium: Racial Reconciliation'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110304443052128783</id><published>2004-12-14T10:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T11:13:50.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Homespun Slarrow</title><summary type='text'>Well, I've joined Homespun Bloggers. Should be fun.In case I get folks coming over to the house, a little about me: I live in the Missouri Ozarks near Branson. I'm a computer programmer/web guy with degrees in computer science and philosophy. I have a wife and baby son (the Bear.) I'll be 30 in February. I'm a fiscal and social conservative and a Republican (not necessarily the same thing.) I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110304443052128783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110304443052128783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/homespun-slarrow.html' title='Homespun Slarrow'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110297103563263560</id><published>2004-12-13T14:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T14:50:35.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Shame</title><summary type='text'>It seems that Left2Right is going to be a disappointment to conservatives. The initial statements seemed to suggest that the site was going to be an attempt by some academicians on the Left to engage the Right in an attempt to persuade them. Unfortunately, it seems the purpose is for those on the Left to discuss amongst themselves the most effective way to reframe their message and recalibrate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110297103563263560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110297103563263560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-shame.html' title='What A Shame'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110256981764898597</id><published>2004-12-08T22:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T14:20:09.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where The Future Is Being Killed Today</title><summary type='text'>The local chapter of Planned Parenthood has been up to their old tricks again. Earlier I posted an item on the teenage couple who caused a miscarriage through the boyfriend beating the girlfriend's stomach with a mini baseball bat. A columnist from my local paper mentioned it here, and the public affairs director for the local Planned Parenthood wrote an editorial chastising him for linking this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110256981764898597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110256981764898597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/where-future-is-being-killed-today.html' title='Where The Future Is Being Killed Today'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110254674665319905</id><published>2004-12-08T16:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T16:59:06.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope It Succeeds</title><summary type='text'>I've spent most of the day on the new site Left2Right, particularly on this thread nominally about homosexuality. It's been interesting; there's been some pretty good discussion there. (It's also fun to see some of the references that I haven't encountered since my philosophy courses in college.)I hope the site succeeds, although not necessarily on its own terms. By its lights, Left2Right is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110254674665319905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110254674665319905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/hope-it-succeeds.html' title='Hope It Succeeds'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110251573448391510</id><published>2004-12-08T08:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T08:22:14.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Now This Is Dirty Politics</title><summary type='text'>I always get a little amused and frustrated when people talk about how low our politics have sunk and how dirty and terrible the campaigns are when they run political commercials that say the opponent isn't all that great. These people have no historical perspective. We actually live in an extraordinarily civil political society, and what we call "extreme" is really pretty milquetoast.Now this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110251573448391510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110251573448391510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/now-this-is-dirty-politics.html' title='Now &lt;em&gt;This&lt;/em&gt; Is Dirty Politics'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110245635748121612</id><published>2004-12-07T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T15:52:37.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit of Classical Fun</title><summary type='text'>This actually made me want to pick up my Dante again. Found on David's ISOU on which I've spent an inordinate amount of time today. (Happily, we've made our peace--for this round, anyway. Who knows what the future holds, but hopefully it's respectful and vigorous debate.)The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to Purgatory!Here is how you matched up against all the levels:LevelScorePurgatory (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110245635748121612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110245635748121612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/bit-of-classical-fun.html' title='A Bit of Classical Fun'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110244067968120233</id><published>2004-12-07T11:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T11:31:19.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Humbled</title><summary type='text'>I suppose late nights are for me to rise to the bait and indulge in rhetorical hand-to-hand combat with guys like David. But I settle down in the clear light of day and only hope that what I wrote the night before makes some kind of sense.And then sometimes I discover sites like The Anchoress who is watching her brother die with extraordinary compassion and grace, and I am humbled and a little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110244067968120233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110244067968120233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-am-humbled.html' title='I Am Humbled'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110239723329960378</id><published>2004-12-06T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T13:36:24.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He Finally Did It</title><summary type='text'>David Scott Anderson finally made me angry.I've read his blog for some time after he extended a kind invitation to Bush supporters to state why they were voting for their guy. Since I've begun reading him, I've always thought he was an emotional guy who occasionally overreached but who has a fundamental sense of fairness nevertheless. We had a bit of a dustup in private email, though, and I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110239723329960378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110239723329960378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/he-finally-did-it.html' title='He Finally Did It'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110236950051196735</id><published>2004-12-06T14:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T15:45:00.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Silk Purses and Sow's Ears</title><summary type='text'>Rush alerted me to this story (more on it here). Apparently the Democrats are having a Berkeley professor named George Lakoff come speak to them about the importance of "framing" their issues the right way to make more palatable to the populace. Lakoff claims the Republicans have essentially won through a thirty-year program of clever marketing, good storytelling, and message discipline. (Michael</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110236950051196735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110236950051196735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/silk-purses-and-sows-ears.html' title='Silk Purses and Sow&apos;s Ears'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110193805811542303</id><published>2004-12-01T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T15:54:18.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Child Is This?</title><summary type='text'>Now that I've refrained from posting for a while, thoughts are scrambling to get out of my head. Back to it, then.It's Christmastime again, so I'm listening to my delightful Christmas music I can get from the generic kiosks at Wal-Mart. I'm listening to a "Frosty the Snowman" tape from LaserLight that features the most beautiful rendition of "What Child Is This?" I've ever heard. It's by a girl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110193805811542303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110193805811542303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-child-is-this.html' title='What Child Is This?'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110029360309520042</id><published>2004-11-12T15:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T15:06:43.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Smart Democrat Strategy</title><summary type='text'>If Democratic leaders start listening to Dan Gerstein, the Republicans will find it a lot harder to win elections. Then again, if Democrats start listening to Dan Gerstein, the Democratic Party will become worth losing to again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110029360309520042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110029360309520042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/smart-democrat-strategy.html' title='A Smart Democrat Strategy'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110020425492621270</id><published>2004-11-11T14:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T14:17:34.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, Veterans</title><summary type='text'>My wife's a teacher, and she got her kids involved with something called Letters To The Front. It's a contest where people write 100-200 word letters to service members; after the judging, all the letters will be delivered to U.S. military personnel. I wrote one, but I'm gonna miss the deadline. So I'll post it here.Dear Service Member,I just want to say thanks for keeping my little boy safe. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110020425492621270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110020425492621270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/thank-you-veterans.html' title='Thank You, Veterans'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110009823624973910</id><published>2004-11-10T08:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T08:50:36.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Praise of John Ashcroft</title><summary type='text'>John Ashcroft is resigning as Attorney General.This man will go down in history as one of the top Attorneys General we've ever had. The challenges he's faced in his tenure have been tremendous and unprecedented. He changed the mission of the Justice Department on the fly from prosecuting crimes already committed to preventing terrorist acts by nabbing the culprits before they could strike. He's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110009823624973910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110009823624973910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/in-praise-of-john-ashcroft.html' title='In Praise of John Ashcroft'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-110004007376431857</id><published>2004-11-09T16:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T16:41:13.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Counties, Not States</title><summary type='text'>There's been a lot of significance (and a lot of vitriol) aimed at the red-blue divide in the country. But the country is divvied up as red and blue states. It's even promoted some stupid talk about secession, for heaven's sake.Part of this, I think, is made possible by the notion that all those weirdos live far, far away (no matter what side you're on.) But look at the red/blue county map from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110004007376431857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/110004007376431857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/counties-not-states.html' title='Counties, Not States'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-109995038483745356</id><published>2004-11-08T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T15:46:24.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Pace</title><summary type='text'>A dear friend of mine on the other side of the aisle wrote this as a letter submission to the Washington Post. While I think he falls prey to some of the concerns I've posted, it's still a civil call to work together. I liked it, and he's letting me post it. Enjoy.Dear President Bush,Congratulations on your victory. I supported Sen. Kerry, but therace is over. It is no time to get on with the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109995038483745356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109995038483745356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/change-of-pace.html' title='Change of Pace'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-109968999142446926</id><published>2004-11-05T15:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T15:26:31.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slarrow Flashbacks</title><summary type='text'>I thought I'd throw a little something out there to head into the weekend. Below I've linked to pieces I wrote during this campaign season. Some I got right, some I got wrong, but all of it was fun to write. Edwards was a bad choice.Kerry's "nuance" is a liability.The failure of the Democratic convention--part of Bush's plan?The Coming Bush LandslideThe Trash GenerationWhat if we hadn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109968999142446926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109968999142446926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/slarrow-flashbacks.html' title='Slarrow Flashbacks'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-109968611932277766</id><published>2004-11-05T14:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T14:21:59.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Bush Will Govern</title><summary type='text'>Boldly.I've already noticed some liberals and Democrats comforting themselves with the notion that Bush won't be very conservative in his second term. Whether it's denying he has a mandate or thinking he has to "heal" a "divided" country or fancying he's concerned about his legacy, they seem to have talked themselves into thinking that he's not going to do what he said he would. (They made much</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109968611932277766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109968611932277766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/how-bush-will-govern.html' title='How Bush Will Govern'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-109959256824850997</id><published>2004-11-04T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T12:22:48.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's The Better Politician: W. or Bill Clinton?</title><summary type='text'>Clearly, it's George W. Bush.The implications of Tuesday's elections are starting to sink in. Nationally, the Republicans proved to have stunning strength, although Democrats seem to have done pretty well at the state level in various regions. Clearly, the President had coattails, and they will help him govern and implement his agenda this year.This leads me to conclude that George W. Bush is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109959256824850997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109959256824850997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/whos-better-politician-w-or-bill.html' title='Who&apos;s The Better Politician: W. or Bill Clinton?'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-109952145976630502</id><published>2004-11-03T16:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T16:37:39.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Comes Now</title><summary type='text'>Well, that's a relief. George W. Bush will be our president for four more years.What does this victory mean? First of all, I think it deals the terrorists a harsh blow. Up until yesterday terrorists thought they could see a light at the end of the tunnel. That light is now the oncoming train of the impacable foe of terrorism, George W. Bush. I think this hurts recruitment more than folks may </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109952145976630502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109952145976630502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-comes-now.html' title='What Comes Now'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-109943276858086346</id><published>2004-11-02T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T15:59:28.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding The Storm Out</title><summary type='text'>My, what an interesting afternoon it's been. Skewed and phony exit polls, reports of tire slashings for campaign vans, reports of Republicans' registration mysteriously vanishing from the voter rolls in Democrat-controlled precincts--and it's not yet quittin' time on the East Coast!(All the above can be found, I think, at the excellent National Review subsites: The Corner, The Kerry Spot, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109943276858086346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109943276858086346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/riding-storm-out.html' title='Riding The Storm Out'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-109934745828157182</id><published>2004-11-01T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T16:17:38.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm Before The Storm</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's finally here. The campaigns are about finished, and the election is tomorrow. I happen to think Bush will win with an electoral vote in the 290 range and a popular vote win of 3-5%. But I don't know. It's just too hard to measure out there these days, especially since it seems some of the underlying assumptions pollsters have seen to be getting clobbered. This is the first </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109934745828157182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109934745828157182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/11/calm-before-storm.html' title='Calm Before The Storm'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-109920375636628193</id><published>2004-10-31T01:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T01:22:36.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Halloween Poetry</title><summary type='text'>This is dedicated to Greyhawk at Mudville Gazette (since he posted something nice about my poetry and got me to writing it again) and to all our troops out there hunting down our enemies. They are the "strong stirring wind" and the "fiery whirlwind".The GhoulThe year moves near to night of dread.The Ghoul comes back to feast on dead.The voice first cackles, and then it moans.Skin too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109920375636628193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109920375636628193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/10/little-halloween-poetry.html' title='A Little Halloween Poetry'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-109908658722787159</id><published>2004-10-29T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T16:49:47.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Back, Is He?</title><summary type='text'>I see that al-Jezeera's released a new bin Laden tape. So the old murderer's still alive (maybe; this ain't live TV). Well, that's just begging to be corrected.Apparently in the video he's telling Americans what to do; he says, "We fought you because we are free .... and want to regain freedom for our nation. As you undermine our security we undermine yours," In other words, get out of town, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109908658722787159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109908658722787159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/10/hes-back-is-he.html' title='He&apos;s Back, Is He?'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952851.post-109907768893928907</id><published>2004-10-29T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T14:21:28.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Importance of Being Upbeat</title><summary type='text'>First of all, if you are coming here from Greyhawk at Mudville, God bless 'im and you. You are more than welcome! Now to our regularly scheduled program....It seems to me that the power of polls and newspaper endorsements these days is not so much to convince people to vote one way or another but to affect the enthusiasm and outlook of those voters who have already made up their minds. It may </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109907768893928907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952851/posts/default/109907768893928907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slarrow.blogspot.com/2004/10/importance-of-being-upbeat.html' title='The Importance of Being Upbeat'/><author><name>slarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735974243744092022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
