Posted on April 6, 2010
Tick Tock
Whew, I’m tired. I’m settling into my new job quite nicely, but adapting to the change in my schedule is proving more difficult than previously suspected. While I don’t have to come wandering into the newsroom until mid-morning, I do stay at work a bit later than I’m used to. This alone isn’t a bad thing, but when trying to cram in as much quality time as possible with my three-year-old while still maintaining this blog in conjunction with steadily chipping away at the mountain of all the new projects I’m working on, time tends to slip past with an alarming ferocity. Sometimes, when it’s late in the evening and morning’s dawn is racing towards me with an evil grin on its face, if I squint my eyes just right, I can almost peer through the veil of reality to see the hourglass of my life timer perched atop a high shelf in Death’s Domain, its sands pouring through the frosted glass with a terrible alacrity. Ok, so maybe it’s not quite so dramatic as all that, but I do feel time’s sting a bit more keenly these days. I’m not quite sure why this is, but I have a few ideas. Read More
Posted on April 1, 2010
The Fools Of April
Today marks the annual parade of the twin forces of Annoyance and Distrust as they come marching through the streets and avenues that connect our lives. It is April 1st – April Fool’s Day, and I’m not over-exaggerating when I say, “Don’t Trust Anyone.” Certainly, don’t trust anything you read on the Internet today. The web has a long and messy history of April Fool’s jokes and with gags ranging from Gmail Paper and a site praising IE6 to the UK’s Guardian abandoning print for Twitter and Google predicting the future, the Internet has proven itself to be entirely unreliable every day once a year. Heck, considering Maxim’s prank on the Bush Twins, even print media is not immune to the giddy excitement of April 1st. My advice? Stay offline today, unless it’s to read Coquetting Tarradiddles, for I will never lie to you. Read More
Posted on March 30, 2010
Tea Parties Are For Little Girls
After enjoying a recent Facebook-powered mini-debate over the Tea Party movement, I decided to write up a short and jagged little rehash of stuff I’ve already said. It should come as no surprise to regular visitors to my little corner of the Internet that I loathe the Tea Party movement, but what is probably less obvious is the fact that I don’t actually hate the teabaggers themselves. Not really. (Yes, it’s a derogatory term. No, I’m not using it like you think I’m using it – but more on that in a minute.) The problem with the Tea Party movement isn’t that it’s a bad idea. As anyone who has ever spoken with me on more than a cursory level knows, I’m all for protesting injustice, however one defines it. However, I’m in favor of true protesting, where consequence and reward are balanced on the razor-thin line of risk, where those so inclined to rage against the machine actually possess the courage of their convictions. Mailing tea bags to congressmen isn’t exactly a risky sort of behavior, and neither is gathering together with like-minded folk to stand around, chanting battle cries and waving semi-clever, homemade signs in the air. Those sorts of things may be part of an overall awareness campaign, but as a form of protest that expects real change, it is both anemic and absurd. Read More
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