No one quite knows how old these hills are. We know how old the rocks are, of course - it’s easy (or at least straightforward) to grab a chunk of granite, crush it up, and throw it in your handy mass spectrometer for a radiometric date. When dinosaurs roamed the earth 100 million years ago, these rocks were coagulating in a magma chamber several miles below. But when did they reach the surface? And how? And why?
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Okay, I hadn’t heard about this Jewish family being driven from their home until reading Bitch Ph.D.’s post:
And my first thought was, “blog this.” And then I thought, “what for? The only possible reaction is “those people suck,” and it’s one of those atypical weird cases that, if anything, surely demonstrates that the country as a whole doesn’t think that way.” And, god help me, I thought, “it’ll just fuel the stupid idea that liberals hate Christians, blah blah blah.”
And then I realized, boy, that is some fucked-up thinking going on there. I don’t think I should draw attention to a 21st-century American pogrom for fear of offending Christians? I’m hesitant to stand up and object to anti-Semitism–and by “stand up,” let’s note, I mean only “talk about it on my pseudonymous blog”–for political reasons?
The discussion there goes on about Christian cultural hegemony, and it’s fabulous - what does it mean that entire towns full of assholes in nomine Jesu are routinely dismissed as “oh, they’re not real Christians”? Maybe it’s just that, as a non-Christian, I don’t have much interest in policing the ideological boundaries of Christianity, but I don’t think “can these people be accurately described by the label Christian?” is the important question to consider here.
Though but but, I’m more disturbed by the idea of considering this an “atypical weird case” than I am by the Christian boundary-policing. When I think “atypical weird case”, I think of a guy calling in to the local talk radio show to ask if it hasn’t all got to do with Jimmy Hoffa and Malcom X being undead zombie friends. But you can’t create the environment described by the complainants with just a couple of isolated kooks:
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So the point of this post is to include a Bloglines claim verification code. Which is invisible. Doot doot doot doot.
The broader context, though, is that my Urge to Blogtinkery is on an uptick. If you’re not one of those types who never leaves their RSS, you may have noticed the new theme - do you like it? It’s got Google ads, which I have so far found to be entertainingly surreal - have you found them offensive? I’ve already filtered out one Republican campaign, I’ll filter more if I see any.
How’s your week going?
The corporate customer agreement between Avis and the UC system doesn’t include the “intermediate SUV” class. So the only way to get a vehicle with four-wheel drive and decent clearance, and be covered under UC’s insurance policy, is to rent in the “nonsensical gas-guzzler” class. (Note: there is a further class of SUV, the “giant honking monster powered by baby seal blood”, which is also not covered.)
Much as I mock SUVs, there are times when you need to drive on shitty-ass dirt roads, and it’s nice to have a vehicle that doesn’t scrape bottom on every washboard. But I don’t have that much equipment; I need a CR-V (22 mpg), not a Trailblazer (14 mpg). Will any of the major car rental companies lend me a CR-V? Noooo.
Gallons of gas wasted for this field trip: 16-20 ($50-$70)
Capitalism: sucks
Capitalism as modified by my dictatorial whims: would be much awesomer
I’d like to send a hearty “fuck you” to Dianne Feinstein, whose views on the acceptable bounds of free speech were formed with all the careful consideration and sound judgment you’d expect from a middle school student:
For me–at that time as a 12-year-old–and for the Nation, the photo [this one, of troops raising the flag on Iwo Jima] was a bolt of electricity that boosted morale amidst the brutal suffering of the Pacific campaign.
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This photo cemented my views of the flag for all time.
Well. If we’re going to amend the Constitution - or even waste time in the Senate talking about amending the Constitution - on the basis of emotionally significant photographs, I propose that we use the following:
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Perhaps Kyso Kisaen will be a bloggy guide and muse through the Rite of Femminess otherwise known as getting hitched; she seems to have her priorities straight:
I already know shit like “less booze = less money” or “borrow stuff or make it, teehee!” Any dumbass knows that skipping a 4-tier cake-orgy in favor of a simpler cake is a cost-saver.
What I need to know is stuff like “How sanitary would it be to have an ice sculpture the guests can do shots from?” or “Do I need to get separate insurance against the damage my drunken guests will assuredly do to your building?”
So on the strength of her review I grabbed a copy of Wifework: What Marriage Really Means for Women from the library today.
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Detail-oriented readers may have noticed the sudden appearance of a full-fledged category list, which, if you explore, is the gateway to a fully populated set of archives stretching once again back to the misty pre-9/11 world of innocence and laughter.
After the cut: nerdy details of how I recovered, just in case anyone else has a sudden blog database failure.
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I’d put aside my thoughts of fish and bicycles when I moved up here for school. But two weeks ago, I snuck up to Seattle for the weekend, to see the Boy. We were laying around in the funny glow of the last day of vacation, talking about everything and nothing (as you do), when the conversation took a turn for the mushy. Not the kind of mush whose words you ever want to write down, but the kind where language quickly decays into pure sentimentality.
It was enough to bring back the bicycles, so suddenly that I almost vomited.
He asked me what I was thinking; I told him; he said yes.
Expected party date: sometime after quals. No, I’m not changing my name or giving any money to DeBeers (though I am installing a permanent shunt from my bank account to Southwest Airlines).
Below the fold: What does the iTunes random number generator have to say about this?
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