You’ll say it’s nature’s price for beauty
That goes cheap; that being light
Is justly what makes girls grow heavy;
And that the wind, bearing their death,
Whispers the second kingdom come.
From Dandelions by Howard Nemerov.
My name is Jeff Hess and I’m a biblioholic. I own hundreds of books. Not valuable books, mostly Science Fiction paperbacks and text books, tomes rescued by the bag from library book sales. A few years ago, in the interest of not burying myself, I began reading more books from the library and taking notes. My electronic chapbook was born.
[Hat tip to Sherry Chandler for this particular find.]
This is a passage I copied from War Is A Force That Gives Us Meaning by Chris Hedges.
Dr. James Luther Adams, my ethics professor at Harvard Divinity School, used to tell us that we would end our careers fighting an ascendant fundamentalist movement, or, as he liked to say, “the Christian fascists.” p. 147
Eric Coulson: A Soldier learns early in his or her career about hand and arm signals, which are used effectively at team, squad and even platoon level to transmit basic information to all members of the group simultaneously. Those of you who have served in the Army or Marine Corps know what I am writing about. Those of you who have not have probably…
What can you do? Ask where the fish comes from. “If they’re not sure if the fish is from Alaska or Asia, I order the beef,” Anderson says. Christine Bockelman
Specially if it’s from Asia.
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. So for your morning blog chuckle I present: From My Dad.
Having a bad day?
In a hospital’s Intensive Care Unit, patients always died in the same bed, on Sunday morning, at about 11:00 am., regardless of their medical condition. This puzzled the doctors and some even thought it had something to do with the supernatural. No one could solve the mystery as to why the deaths occurred around 11:00 a.m. on Sunday, so a worldwide team of experts was assembled to investigate the cause of the incidents.
The next Sunday morning, a few minutes before11:00 a.m., all of the doctors and nurses nervously waited outside the ward to see for themselves what the terrible phenomenon was all about. Some were holding wooden crosses, prayer books, and other holy objects to ward off the evil spirits.
Just when the clock struck 11:00, Pookie Johnson, the part-time Sunday sweeper, entered the ward and unplugged the life support system so he could use the vacuum cleaner.
Having a Bad Day?
The average cost of rehabilitating a seal after the Exxon Valdez Oil spill in Alaska was $80,000. At a special ceremony, two of the most expensively saved animals were being released back into the wild amid cheers and applause from onlookers. A minute later, in full view, a killer whale ate them both.
Still think you’re having a Bad Day?
A woman came home to find her husband in the kitchen shaking frantically, almost in a dancing frenzy, with some kind of wire running from his waist towards the electric kettle. Intending to jolt him away from the deadly current, she whacked him with a handy plank of wood, breaking his arm in two places. Up to that moment, he had been happily listening to his Walkman.
STILL think you’re having a Bad Day?
Two animal rights defenders were protesting the cruelty of sending pigs to a slaughterhouse in Bonn, Germany. Suddenly, all two thousand pigs broke loose and escaped through a broken fence, stampeding madly. The two helpless protesters were trampled to death.
What? STILL having a Bad Day?
Iraqi terrorist Khay Rahnajet didn’t pay enough postage on a letter bomb. It came back with “Return to Sender” stamped on it. Forgetting it was the bomb, he opened it and was blown to bits.
There, now. Feeling all better?
My name is Jeff Hess and I’m a biblioholic. I own hundreds of books. Not valuable books, mostly Science Fiction paperbacks and text books, tomes rescued by the bag from library book sales. A few years ago, in the interest of not burying myself, I began reading more books from the library and taking notes. My electronic chapbook was born.
[Hat tip to Sherry Chandler for this particular find.]
This is a passage I copied from War Is A Force That Gives Us Meaning by Chris Hedges.
It was only after 8.5 million dead and 21 million wounded that he was proven correct – the treaties did indeed exist. The war was a needless waste. But by then the myth of war was no longer needed, since the fighting had ended. p. 147
Murray Kempton, a great journalist of the century past, once wrote, “There is a certain kind of politician who stays safely in the hills during a battle and then comes down and shoots the wounded.”
It”s painful to apply this to Colin Powell. I admire him in so many ways, but there is no other way to describe what he is doing now. Long after his speaking out or resigning could have made a difference, he is now telling us how hard he tried to persuade George W. Bush not to invade Iraq. Robert Stein
Part of being a good citizen of the blogosphere is visiting, reading and, most importantly, taking the time to leave a comment on other’s blogs. It’s all about the conversation. In the interest of setting an example I’ve decided to link to those blog posts that have compelled me to leave a comment.
1907 Struggling Theology
1816 Nice Guy Nixon, Longing to Belong
0654 the prophet jeremiah
SGT Sack: Part of the process of getting out of here is remembering those that have gone before us. It struck me the other day as we were making plans for coming home parties, car purchases, and vacations, that not everyone that got on the plane with us is making the trip home. One of the benefits that the Guard sells to young soldiers is that Guard is family…
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. So for your morning head scratcher I present: From My Dad.
Last night for dinner I made a Caesar salad with a salmon fillet grilled on my Foreman Grill. While I was waiting for the fillet to cook I read the sauce recipe on the package that the ocean-caught, frozen salmon had come in. It looked interesting, but then my eyes scanned the rest of the package and I saw words that made my heart seize:
Product of China. Salmon wasn’t on the no-buy list from last week, but I have to ask: why are we letting anything in from China?
Yeah, yeah, I know. Free markets. World Economy. Blah. Blah. Blah.
Well stuff this in your free markets.
Chopped cardboard, softened with an industrial chemical and made tasty with pork flavoring, is a main ingredient in batches of steamed buns sold in one Beijing neighborhood, state television said.
The report, aired late Wednesday on China Central Television, highlights the country’s problems with food safety despite government efforts to improve the situation.
Countless small, often illegally run operations exist across China and make money cutting corners by using inexpensive ingredients or unsavory substitutes. They are almost impossible to regulate.
China Central Television’s undercover investigation features the shirtless, shorts-clad maker of the buns, called baozi, explaining the contents of the product sold in Beijing’s sprawling Chaoyang district.
Yes. This was internal. Yes. This was a single entrepreneur.
But can anyone make a solid argument, in light of what has happened in the last six weeks, why anyone would allow anything coming from the People’s Republic Of China near their body?
I can’t.
I tossed the fillet and ate my salad fishless.
My name is Jeff Hess and I’m a biblioholic. I own hundreds of books. Not valuable books, mostly Science Fiction paperbacks and text books, tomes rescued by the bag from library book sales. A few years ago, in the interest of not burying myself, I began reading more books from the library and taking notes. My electronic chapbook was born.
[Hat tip to Sherry Chandler for this particular find.]
This is a passage I copied from War Is A Force That Gives Us Meaning by Chris Hedges.
…because we in modern society have walked away from institutions that stand outside the state to find moral guidance and spiritual direction, we turn to the state in times of war. p. 146
Let’s drop the flippant attitude for a bit and take a look some basic stats. Here are the median incomes for the cities to which Cleveland is compared:
Chicago — $41,015
Minneapolis — $41,829
Phoenix — $42,353
New York — $43,434
San Francisco — $57,496
Los Angeles — $42,667
And here’s Cleveland’s median income:
$24,105. Brian
It’s been a busy week in Wally World: the Universe’s source of cheap plastic crap. On The Writing On The Wal — the blog USA Today says should be on its readers’ radar — Jonathan Rees, Robert Feinman, Peter Sayles and I continue our work dedicated to drawing back the curtain on the Bentonvile Behemoth’s corporate disinformation and other flackery.
E. COLI SUIT FILED AGAINST WAL-MART… Remember the E. Coli-tainted hamburger we reported on last month? An Okie from Muskogee alleges that she bought some of the tainted meat before the recall went out (or maybe after, knowing Wal-Mart) and, surprise, became ill. Keep reading…
ANOTHER CARNIVORE HEARD FROM… Arlo Guthrie said it best: You know, if one person, just one person does it they may think he”s really sick and they won”t take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony, they may think they”re both faggots and they won”t take either of them. Keep reading…
TUCSON TO WAL-MART… BZZT…! WRONG… A week ago I posted about Wal-Mart”s attempt to overturn a portion of Tucson, Arizona”s, Big-Box ordinance by circulating petitions to put the issue on the ballot. Tucson shut down the attempt yesterday. From The Arizona Star: Keep reading…
AT THE WALLY PLEX… There are sound stages on Hollywood”s back lots smaller than Bentonvile”s behemoths, so it”s no surprise that budding video talent has been sneaking cameras in at odd hours. And now for the midnight show at the Wally Plex featuring RACkyFiZZle. Keep reading…
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. So for your morning blog chuckle I present: From My Dad.
My name is Jeff Hess and I’m a biblioholic. I own hundreds of books. Not valuable books, mostly Science Fiction paperbacks and text books, tomes rescued by the bag from library book sales. A few years ago, in the interest of not burying myself, I began reading more books from the library and taking notes. My electronic chapbook was born.
[Hat tip to Sherry Chandler for this particular find.]
This is a passage I copied from War Is A Force That Gives Us Meaning by Chris Hedges.
It is hard, maybe impossible, to fight a war if the cause is viewed as bankrupt. p. 146
SPC Freeman: The problem of perception colors how people view this war. This war, whatever one’s personal feelings, is a complex thing. Its history, people, and factions are as diverse as they are dangerous. There are no easy answers or clear-cut truths in this war, and yet people like to behave — especially on both ends of the media — as though there are. I find this…
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. So for your morning blog chuckle I present: From My Dad.
Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are getting weak?
Why do banks charge a fee on “insufficient funds” when they know there is not enough?
Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?
Why doesn’t Tarzan have a beard?
Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?
Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?
Whose idea was it to put an “S” in the word “lisp”?
If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?
Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?
Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?
Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance? yeah, come on you do it too!!
Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?
How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?
When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, “It’s all right?” Well, it isn’t all right, so why don’t we say, “That hurts, you stupid idiot?”
Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that’s falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?
In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?
And my FAVORITE:
The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends — if they’re okay, then it’s you.
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