<?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-8513726886194473263</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:58:52.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Corporate Bohemian</title><subtitle type='html'>Fighting the power while profiting handsomely from it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-2805370995566797059</id><published>2008-12-01T21:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:23:06.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mo' Money Less Problems</title><content type='html'>I spend a lot of time thinking about how things would work around here if only I were made Ruthless Despot for a Day.  As I procrastinate from doing my own homework, I reflect that one thing I would certainly change is to have better communication between teachers about the standards we set for our students and the Performances of Understanding we expect them to complete.  Then I remember that we already have a weekly meeting set up for that, and have had it set up for a month.  We have actually met once, and it was for about 15 minutes.  Much of that time was spent complaining about the administration's unreasonable expectations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have this crazy bell schedule on Wednesdays.  It's not really a big deal, but it creates complications.  Basically the class periods on Wednesdays are 10 minutes shorter than usual, and this creates an extra hour at the end of the day so that teachers can have meetings.  Now, that time slot is usually filled by procedural meetings that kind of have to be taken care of but don't really benefit anyone, so the math department meetings (the ones where we really hammer stuff out and decide how we're going to... y'know... teach) get pushed to the 9:00-9:15 am time slot right before class starts.  Why don't we meet earlier in the morning or even after school one day?  Because legally the administration can't ask us to be at work before 9 am or after 4:30 without paying us extra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I think the first solution here ought to be to pay us extra.  Now let's move on to realism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think back to my time at ExxonMobil, and I reflect on how many times management announced "We're having a meeting at 6 a.m.  Be there."  There were also the phone calls on Saturday morning: "The pipe burst.  Meeting in 20 minutes."  There may have been some grumbling, but by golly people showed up to that meeting.  I can't help but notice a difference here.  I won't call it a lack of commitment because many of these teachers pour their hearts into this, I just think it's a different set of expectations when you pay somebody $100k than when you pay them $37k.  At XOM the general attitude was that it sucks to sell your soul to the corporation, but they pay you too well not to go that extra mile.  I've actually heard teachers complaining about voluntary, PAID training sessions on Saturdays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, I get the sense that many public school teachers feel like they're doing the world a favor just to take the job in the first place and so any request for extra time is taking advantage of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've come full circle and have to conclude that the best solution here really is to pay teachers more money.  You need to create an environment where the teachers feel grateful to the school system for the chance to participate.  Currently the teachers think the system should feel lucky if the teacher shows up more than 20 minutes before school to get set up.  This is backwards, but justified.  They really don't pay us enough for the work that it takes to be a good teacher.  They pay us enough to show up from 9-4:30, which is why after a few years potentially good teachers get sour on the whole enterprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need to pay us more, but in return they need to be ready to ask us to earn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-2805370995566797059?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/2805370995566797059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=2805370995566797059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/2805370995566797059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/2805370995566797059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2008/12/mo-money-less-problems.html' title='Mo&apos; Money Less Problems'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-9112524523116374742</id><published>2008-11-23T07:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T08:10:41.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had what feels like a great idea this morning.  If I were to pursue a career in writing/comedy, I would create a show with the tone and feel of "Scrubs" except instead of being set in a hospital and following the lives of first year doctors it would be set in a high school and follow the lives of first year teachers.  Believe me, there is a gold mine of material here.  I seem to recall a few shows over the years attempt to follow the lives of teachers (Boston Public being a notable and sad example) but I don't remember any that were... you know.... good.  The key difference that I see between Scrubs and my show is that in Scrubs the bulk of the adult characters' time is spent with colleagues, and they service clients (patients) almost as an afterthought.  To be in any way realistic, the characters on my show would have to do the exact opposite.  The vast bulk of their time would be spent with the clients (students) and they would get to interact with colleagues during only brief stints in between classes or after school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-9112524523116374742?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/9112524523116374742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=9112524523116374742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/9112524523116374742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/9112524523116374742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-had-what-feels-like-great-idea-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-1390699200333810578</id><published>2008-11-08T22:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:58:43.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a giant nerd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I'm sitting at home on a Saturday night -- catching up on the ol' Tivo backlog -- and Molly and I ended up watching a little Jeopardy mini-marathon. I found myself pondering a question that I've often pondered on long car rides, in the dentist's waiting room, and at various times in the bathroom: How much could a person theoretically win in a single game of Jeopardy? Well tonight I had not only the free mental energy, I also had a calculator handy on my cell phone. When I announced the result to Molly, she was skeptical. The theoretical amount you could win is well out of range of what anyone has ever won. Long story short, I ended up making a spreadsheet to represent all the categories and values and daily doubles. I have attached a screenshot so you can see what I mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266687655355378082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 453px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XDSq5IJkyls/SRcIhLhkaaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/W9H9OpuEQ6o/s400/Jeopardy+Theory+Zoom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me thinking about that age-old student to teacher question: when am I ever going to use this? I'm gradually settling in on an answer: I don't know! I have no idea what problems you might be interested in solving! This problem doesn't involve anything more than simple arithmetic, it just makes you do that arithmetic in a deliberate, planned way. This is why I'm sure that if I gave my students this problem, they would look at it for a second (literally) and then throw their hands up in the air. In my experience they know how to solve single-step problems, the issue comes when they have to plan the solution. The attention spans are so short that even if they may honestly be curious about the original question they get bored with the solution. I think a good goal for the year may be to give them not obviously-math puzzles that require multiple steps, just to teach them to think more than one step ahead. Now I just need to find some not obviously-math puzzles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-1390699200333810578?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/1390699200333810578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=1390699200333810578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1390699200333810578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1390699200333810578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-giant-nerd.html' title='I am a giant nerd'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XDSq5IJkyls/SRcIhLhkaaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/W9H9OpuEQ6o/s72-c/Jeopardy+Theory+Zoom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-5967103674344688539</id><published>2008-08-12T15:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:41:56.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prep week</title><content type='html'>We had our first curriculum setting meeting today.  The big issue at hand was whether to increase the relative weight of tests as part of a student's overall grade.  I enjoyed it!  Lots of good discussion on all sides of the issue, the teachers in the room were all obviously invested in making the right decision.  One thing I especially enjoyed was that, when asked a question, the AP leading the discussion immediately reframed the issue and put the onis back on the teachers instead of letting the questioner put all responsibility for success onto the students.  The professionalism of the other teachers and administrators here has been impressive so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also accompanied a married couple to a local non-profit called "A Gift for Teachers", which is an agency that, in a very controlled way, distributes free school supplies to local teachers!  How cool is that?!  You just walk in the door, show them your badge, and they give you a checklist of supplies that you're allowed to pick up.  And you can go back every month for refills!  I was amazed.  I think most teachers are here out of at least some sense of community service, and it's great to feel support from the community you're trying to serve.  Honestly, I was really touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to (hopefully!) my first Tae Kwon Do lesson in Orlando.  Molly's parents are in town and they want to watch us beat each other senseless.  Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-5967103674344688539?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/5967103674344688539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=5967103674344688539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/5967103674344688539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/5967103674344688539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2008/08/prep-week.html' title='Prep week'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-6891882748789865547</id><published>2008-08-10T09:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T10:40:25.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Orlando</title><content type='html'>Well, I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially quit my job as an engineer for a large oil company and have moved to Florida to become a public school teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sentence has seemed at times both inevitable and impossible. Even though I had been dissatisfied with my job for quite a while, it was still a big part of my self-identification. I was Jeb Britt: Engineer. Had a nice ring to it. But I have to remember that the only reality is that which we make for ourselves, and that "Mr. Britt: Math Teacher" will no doubt grow on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logistically, the move is more or less complete. I have transferred my car's title to Florida, gotten a Florida driver's license, even registered to vote. Really, the only thing left to do is *ahem* sell my house *cough!*. Ok, that seems like not-so-minor an issue. But so far the move has gone smoothly! Everything fit into the U-haul, nothing got broken in transit, and everything fits into my new apartment. OK, so the trailer I was using to tow my car KIND OF got stolen on my first day here, and I MIGHT HAVE heard gunshots outside my window last night... but the trailer was found and the gunshots weren't directed at me, so what else can you ask for, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to go eat, because I realized recently that between T/A and moving I've lost about 10-15 lbs over the last few months. Time to start packin' it back on. I'll leave you with a copy of the last e-mail I sent out before leaving work at the refinery. Have a good one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends,&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, I have decided to part ways with ExxonMobil and pursue other paths for my life. At the moment, that means teaching 9th grade algebra at a public school in Orlando, FL. I've gotten mixed reactions when I've announced this, everything from congratulations to inquiries about my sanity. I've made an effort over the last few weeks to reassure people that I'm not leaving out of anger or frustration, that this is something I feel like I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;To quote the great philosopher Peter Gibbons: "It's not that I'm lazy... I just don't care!" As I wake up each morning and ask myself why I should come to work, I increasingly find that my only motivation to work hard is to earn the approval of others. The problems we solve are not that entertaining, which I could tolerate if I felt like it was important. Unfortunately I don't, and I find myself worrying that if I let that fact slip out it will affect people's opinions of me. When I realized how often this was on my mind, I knew that I had to go. I have spent too much of my life worrying about what others think of me to make that the primary driver in my professional life. So I'm leaving the upkeep of the refinery to more interested parties, and I wish all of you the best of luck with it. Meanwhile, I'm off to find my passion.&lt;br /&gt;I find myself wondering not only how I will be remembered but how I want to be remembered. How I will be remembered has already been established. How I want to be remembered is a more interesting question. I hope that I have entertained you. I hope that I have challenged you. I hope that you think I'm a little weird, but that maybe being weird isn't such a bad thing. I hope I lightened up your day. I hope that you see the world from a slightly different angle after having met me. Lord knows I have a different perspective having met you.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that relationships take conscious work and that sometimes it takes some real digging to get to the source of differences. I have learned that it can be satisfying to write off those who disagree with me as stupid or crazy, but that it's almost never true. I have learned that the greatest source of disagreement is a refusal to get inside the other person's head and see what they see, and see that it's legitimate. I have learned that conquering others may boost the ego, but it never gives you what you want. I think I learned some stuff about valves, too.&lt;br /&gt;Be well, do good work, and take care of each other. We're all we've got.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, everyone. I'll miss you. Throw some frisbees for me.&lt;br /&gt;John E. Britt (Jeb)&lt;br /&gt;Former Fixed Equipment Engineer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-6891882748789865547?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/6891882748789865547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=6891882748789865547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/6891882748789865547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/6891882748789865547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2008/08/welcome-to-orlando.html' title='Welcome to Orlando'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-160240210441328901</id><published>2007-08-15T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:02:00.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's a true fact</title><content type='html'>So yesterday this guy walks into my office with an angry and determined demeanor, and says in a tone of voice that suggests he longs for demagoguery, "You boys have cell phones, right?" Without waiting for an answer he throws a piece of paper down onto my desk and says "That's a true fact" and starts to walk out. I yell after him "What's a true fact?!" and he just says over his shoulder "That's a true... FACT"... and then he's gone! The paper turns out to be a printout of an e-mail warning me that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 days, from today all cell phones numbers are being released to telemarketing companies and you will start to receive sales calls.....you will be charged for these calls. To prevent this, call the following number from your cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;888-382-1222. This is the National Do Not Call List.&lt;br /&gt;It will only take a minute of your time. it blocks your number for five years. You must call from the phone you want locked&lt;br /&gt;You can not call from a different phone number. Pass this on to your friends an associates. it takes about twenty seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recreated this e-mail in as much accurate detail as possible, because there was just something about it that struck me as wrong. I don't know if it was the grammatical errors or the pushiness of it, but I immediately thought it was a hoax. Actually, it occurred to me that it might be a scam and that calling this number might be hazardous to my wallet. I decided to bypass Snopes and go straight for the horse's mouth, so I went to the Federal Trade Commission's website and tried to look up the number for myself. Turns out that IS the number for the Do Not Call registry, but they've also got a whole page called " &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.ftc.gov/opa/2007/02/dnccellphones.shtm" target="_blank"&gt;Despite Re-Circulating E-mail, It is Still Not Necessary to Register Cell Phone Numbers&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really find fascinating about this is how CERTAIN this guy was that "That's a true fact." His certainty was based not on his knowledge, but on how fired up he got over believing that it was true. Almost operating by the maxim "If it offends me enough, I'd rather assume it's true so I can go ahead and be angry." He really was "looking it up in his gut" as Stephen Colbert would say. The funny thing was he could tell I was skeptical when I asked what it was about, and he repeated "That's a true fact" with a lot of emphasis the second time... almost trying to pressure me into believing him. I think it says a lot about the desire for "recreational conflict," as my father would say. It's no good being mad at something if you can't get other people on board with you. Being an oppressed individual just sucks, but being a member of an oppressed CLASS of people that you can commiserate with... now that's entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the same tactic deployed against accused murderers on cable. A lawyer with the ACLU will start defending the accused with some flimsy thing like DNA evidence or some such nonsense and Nancy Grace will interrupt with "A CHILD IS DEAD, AND YOU JUST WANT TO LET THIS MAN WALK?!?!" See because whether the guy actually did it is besides the point. The real goal of the entire show is to work viewers into a nice angry lather over the outrage of the day. Not so angry that they actually get involved and, you know, &lt;em&gt;investigate&lt;/em&gt; this apparent rash of outrages (because it's invariably part of a national trend, isn't it?). Juuuust angry enough to provide a nice emotional release and remind viewers that they are among the few people left in this world with the brains or decency or sanity to come to the proper moral judgement on this and any other issue after a 30 second summation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I have wandered from my original point. And yet, somehow, I don't care....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-160240210441328901?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/160240210441328901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=160240210441328901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/160240210441328901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/160240210441328901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2007/08/thats-true-fact.html' title='That&apos;s a true fact'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-4059233726598793759</id><published>2007-07-13T20:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T22:05:01.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's So On</title><content type='html'>Right now I'm watching a &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/moyers/journal/video_popups/pop_vid_impeachment1-1.html"&gt;discussion on PBS &lt;/a&gt;on the realistic possibility of impeachment proceedings against either or both the president and vice president. On one side of the table is John Nichols of the Village Voice arguing in favor of impeachment. On the other side is Bruce Fein, author of the articles of impeachment against Clinton and consultant to the American Enterprise Institute and the Heritage Foundation... arguing IN FAVOR of impeachment. WTF, mates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose one reaction to this is to bemoan the lack of balance on PBS. Whatever... I really don't care. At this point I tend to view anyone defending Bush as pretty unbalanced themselves. All I'm looking for are interesting arguments from interesting people. MY reaction was actually one of relief. At the admittedly young age of 24, I've come to see the Republican party as a pack of power hungry mobsters who will back each other to the end, because their solidarity is where their strength comes from. To my mind the most destructive thing to happen in politics in the last 50 years came in 1966 when Gaylord Parkinson issued the 11th commandment as part of Ronald Reagan's gubernatorial campaign: Thou shalt not speak ill of any fellow Republican. Man, did those guys ever internalize THAT one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen vote after vote go down party lines over the last 5 years (which is about as long as I've been paying attention to anything). Well... ALMOST along party lines. I'm thinking here of the narrow votes with Republicans amassed like a monolith on one side, and just enough Democrats to solidify the decision. You simply cannot say that Democrats vote in a block the way Republicans do. Count the votes, it's an observable phenomenon. Part of it is surely the strongarm tactics of figures like Newt Gingrich and Tom Delay, but a large part of it also just seems to be the cultural fabric of the Republican party. Republicans understand at a very deep level that each vote is not one of conscience, although I imagine the two frequently coincide. Each vote is an opportunity to stand with your allies, and if you come through for them then they'll come through for you when your time comes. There has not been an effective equivalent of Tom Delay or Newt Gingrich on the Democratic side. It's all Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reid can do to call a meeting to order, much less enforce party orthodoxy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it simply that Democrats are too stupid or weak-willed to realize their shortest route to power? Sometimes I wonder, but I think a better answer is that they lack the groupthink that the Republican party imposed on itself so long ago and has never really made an effort to shake off. Personally, I hope the Democrats never acquire it. It will take another 40 years to shake them of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent example of the 11th commandment came today when the House Judiciary Committee ruled (surprise!) along party lines that Harriet Miers was not entitled by executive privilege to disregard a subpoenae. To me, there could not be a more clear-cut case for contempt of congress. You get subpoenaed, you show up. That's the point. I can understand maybe one or two members of the committee having qualms with with the privileged advice between a president and his counsel, but the fact that EVERY republican in question seemed consumed with this tricky questions seems HIGHLY suspicious to me. Ask yourself: Do you really think that's what happened? Do you really think that every republican on that committee voted to disregard a woman's blatant neglect of a legal order for any reason other than that she's on their team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly this is what I, and it appears most people, have come to expect. I have literally heard people get confused about what's so wrong with Bush firing U.S. attorneys at will. "They weren't doing what he wanted them to do! Of course he fired them!" Somehow the concept of separation of powers has gotten muddied. This is why I was so refreshed to hear Bruce Fein endorse impeachment. Finally, an honest to God republican true believer sees the light. There is hope after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What infuriates me more than anything else about Congress over the last 6 years is its continual refusal to exercise its own power. All they need to do to hold Harriet Miers accountable is... do it. They have the power to hold someone in contempt. The primary reason put forward by John Conyers not to do it? It would be a long, drawn out process likely lasting until well after George Bush has left office. Seriously? They're thinking about not doing it because it would be a hassle?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the damage that Bush/Rove/Cheney/Rumsfeld/Gonzales/Ashcroft/etc/etc/etc have inflicted is that that have operated on the assumption that they are accountable to no one -- and all they have to do to get away with it is just be stubborn enough and eventually they can walk away.  Well so far, they've been right.  Whoever the next president is needs to understand that this will not be tolerated.  For all the popularity that Bush has lost, for all the conservative commentators that have deserted him, he hasn't really been touched by any of the scandals he's been caught in.  That needs to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason impeachment is important is not only symbolic.  As the commutation of Scooter Libby shows, Bush and Cheney still hold very real power.  The neutralization of their political influence does not equate to the neutralization of their threat.  Each time I thought I've seen everything they can throw at me, something new breaks.  Who knows what they'll do in the next year and a half?  Let's take this option seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read this far, you're obviously interested in the topic.  If you haven't watched the video I linked to at the beginning that started me on this rant, take 45 minutes and do so.  It's worth it.  It's important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-4059233726598793759?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/4059233726598793759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=4059233726598793759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/4059233726598793759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/4059233726598793759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-so-on.html' title='It&apos;s So On'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-8103738331939463982</id><published>2007-07-10T16:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:41:22.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender Roles</title><content type='html'>God Bless C-SPAN. I've come across a couple of surprisingly coherent discussions of the male and female roles in our culture, and I give them my full endorsement as worthy of your time. Each is about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is a &lt;a href="http://www.booktv.org/program.aspx?ProgramId=8147&amp;SectionName=&amp;amp;PlayMedia=No"&gt;discussion&lt;/a&gt; with Leslie Bennetts on her book, &lt;u&gt;The Feminine Mistake&lt;/u&gt;. She talks about the recent shift among women towards being homemakers instead of pursuing careers. Some really interesting questions from the audience at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is an &lt;a href="http://www.podcastdirectory.com/podshows/292773"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; (audio only) with Harvey Mansfield on his book, &lt;u&gt;Manliness&lt;/u&gt;. He is, for lack of a better term, an enlightened chauvenist. He fully recognizes that women are valuable in society, but he sees them contributing value through their traditional roles as supporters of their husbands. This is more of a side discussion, though, and I bring it up only to serve as a contrast with the first link. His main point is that there are some qualities that can be defined as distinctly "manly" and that men should strive to embrace them. Oh, and he's also interviewed by feminist author Naomi Wolf, who clearly takes umbrage at the notion that the qualities he lists aren't considered "womanly" as well. I've never heard two such well-spoken and educated people want to tear each others' eyes out quite so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a summation of the male-female dichotomy by the sociologists of Good Charlotte. When you get right down to it, their analysis of the resource-driven behavior of both sexes is the most accurate description of the three:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vDrlDt8HAd8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vDrlDt8HAd8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-8103738331939463982?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/8103738331939463982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=8103738331939463982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/8103738331939463982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/8103738331939463982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2007/07/gender-roles.html' title='Gender Roles'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-1265088135146283720</id><published>2007-06-27T20:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T20:48:21.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Strategy</title><content type='html'>Ok, I really do want to keep a regular sequence of posts going.  One of the things stopping me seems to be that I have a running parade of thoughts in my head that never seem to arrive at a conclusion, so I never feel ready to write about it.  I'm going to adopt a new M.O.  I tend to read Andrew Sullivan's blog with some frequency and almost every time it links to something interesting, or is just interesting in its own right.  Therefore I will make it a practice to link to and comment on something I've read at least once per week.  Hopefully I can use this crutch to get in the habit of writing, and segue that into writing original posts of my own.  Today's &lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2007/06/jesus-vs-christ.html"&gt;topic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the New Testament's direction to care for others imply that we, as Christians, should promote government programs like socialized medicine to help care for the disadvantaged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter in the above link says no:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I agree with your position about the Gospels not mandating a welfare state.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus seemed most concerned about what we were like on the inside, which is why&lt;br /&gt;the widow's tiny donation to the poor of a mite - all that she had - was worth&lt;br /&gt;so much more than the very large donation of another. A welfare state attempts&lt;br /&gt;to care for the poor, but does so through compulsion. From the perspective of&lt;br /&gt;the teachings of Jesus, those who are compelled to "be good" aren't really any&lt;br /&gt;better off than those who choose not to do good.  In fact, some of his&lt;br /&gt;harshest attacks were for those who kept "the letter of the law" while not&lt;br /&gt;attending to those things which we have a difficult time measuring: kindness,&lt;br /&gt;generosity, forgiveness, love. Giving grudgingly is not following the Gospel&lt;br /&gt;message. Those who contend that the Gospel message teaches us to have a welfare&lt;br /&gt;state have uncoupled Christ's teachings, choosing to obey - or, rather, force -&lt;br /&gt;one, and neglect the other.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This libertarian defense begs the question on a more fundamental issue: should we premise our political positions on our religious interpretations?  Practically everyone around me would say "Of course!  My faith is the very core of my being, how could I not base everything I think and do on it?"  It's a fair enough argument, but if we're going to even ATTEMPT to adhere to some separation of church and state, then we have to find some other way to convince each other.  I certainly don't want my senators thumping Bibles (or any other book) while they're defending their bill to fund a statue in their hometown square.  At its base, though, that's exactly what this argument is doing.  Granted it's taking a more moderate read of Jesus' teachings than the traditional Bible-thumpers, but whether or not Jesus would endorse universal healthcare REALLY shouldn't enter into this debate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping back, I'm inclined to see this person's e-mail as a moderate response to a fundamentalist tactic.  The fundamentalists have long argued that religious moderates don't adhere closely enough to scripture, or that we don't take faith seriously.  The natural reaction for so many is, to paraphrase, "Yeah huh!  We take it even more seriously than YOU GUYS!  You just have to read it more closely!"  To my eyes, the discussion started as a secular one, the fundamentalists claimed that God was on their side, and the moderates struck back by reclaiming God for THEIR side.  In doing so, they have granted the premise that God has chosen a side at all, and now we have a religious discussion.  And no, "They started it" is not an adequate response.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-1265088135146283720?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/1265088135146283720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=1265088135146283720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1265088135146283720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1265088135146283720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-strategy.html' title='New Strategy'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-4245214373512896187</id><published>2007-04-19T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T21:19:19.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have the time to read this post?</title><content type='html'>I say you don't have the time NOT to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you not glued to the MTV, let me catch you up on the latest cry of urban angst. In the proud tradition of "The Message" and "Gangsta's Paradise", here is the sheer emotional outburst of the modern American rapper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ANw7ZVrMHCE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ANw7ZVrMHCE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.villagevoice.com/music/0711,harvilla,76021,22.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is a scholarly unpacking of this masterpiece's multi-layered symbolism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-4245214373512896187?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/4245214373512896187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=4245214373512896187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/4245214373512896187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/4245214373512896187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-you-have-time-to-read-this-post.html' title='Do you have the time to read this post?'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-1386603276594659820</id><published>2007-04-08T22:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:19:02.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I RULE!</title><content type='html'>As I've mentioned before, I've taken to reading Andrew Sullivan's blog pretty regularly. It's not that I agree with him, although I frequently do, it's that his method of approaching argument is fruitful. Yesterday I was reading a post and felt I had something to contribute, so I wrote him an e-mail just to help steer his intellectual ship. Well I checked the site today and he &lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2007/04/the_logic_of_ch_2.html"&gt;posted&lt;/a&gt; part of my letter! Cool! I have to say I feel a little bit proud. The lead-ups to my e-mail are &lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2007/04/the_logic_of_ch.html"&gt;this post &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2007/04/the_logic_of_ch_1.html"&gt;this letter &lt;/a&gt;from another reader. He cut out what I thought was a relevant section, so here's the whole thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I understand &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2007/04/the_logic_of_ch_1.html" target="_blank"&gt;your sentiment&lt;/a&gt;, and I even felt it myself during the 2004 election. "George W. has made his bed, now let's make him lie in it.  Then the world will see how bad this guy really is." At first I understood it as an impulse to see the man get the public derision he so richly deserves. I've come to realize, however, that it's not about him.  It's about history.  The reason we want Bush to be at the helm when his course runs aground is so everyone, even his Republican backers, will be forced to admit how drastically ill-conceived his neoconservative philosophy is.  In so doing, we hope that when the history books are written, their authors will vindicate those of us who opposed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they do, but I hope that the drastic and catastrophic failure we're headed for isn't what it takes to make the historians wise up. What we have to consider is more than just Bush's image (which, let's face it, is what he's really fighting for at this point). The continuation of the Bush policy has real consequences for real people, and while enabling that policy may provide a certain degree of moral separation from the actual implementer(s) of the policy, it does not absolve the Democrats (or anyone else) of their responsibility to the troops, to the Iraqis, or to themselves. I know you know this, because you said as much in your last post on the subject. But then you follow it with this shocker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On reflection, I should have been more precise: the Democrats should support funding this war as long as the critical swing-vote Republicans do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that not every ideal is politically realistic, and that the president still holds veto power over anything the Congress does. Certainly the Democrats should do everything in their realistic scope of power, and we can't hold them responsible if Bush's power still trumps theirs, but to say that they should take their lead from moderate Republicans, from anyone besides their own moral compass, makes my eyes bleed. As I understand it, your argument is that if they stop "supporting the troops," the Democrats will be giving Rove and company exactly the ammunition they dream about. This may be true, but surely by now America (the part for which we can hold out any hope) has woken up to what Rove's game really is. Surely by now we can stop cowering before the spectre of Karl Rove saying something mean about us. It's time we do everything we can to mitigate the consequences of Bush's hold over this country, and let the legacies fall where they may. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-1386603276594659820?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/1386603276594659820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=1386603276594659820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1386603276594659820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1386603276594659820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-rule_08.html' title='I RULE!'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-1134111580746731065</id><published>2007-04-08T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:11:52.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn hippies</title><content type='html'>Look, I'm not one to judge.  But homeless people are hungry, and they need good, solid protein.  To feed them &lt;a href="http://www.foodnotbombs.net/fnb_resists.html"&gt;vegan food &lt;/a&gt;is just... well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unconscionable&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm glad this guy is off the streets.  Now area businesses can get back to selling overpriced beads without the eyesore of all those bothersome starving people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-1134111580746731065?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/1134111580746731065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=1134111580746731065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1134111580746731065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1134111580746731065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2007/04/damn-hippies.html' title='Damn hippies'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-1504143584658820551</id><published>2007-04-03T18:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T18:51:04.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEEEEE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You know... I know that a post or two ago I was pretty down about my job. Those issues haven't fully resolved themselves, but there are some really cool parts about working in a plant, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been needing a certain dimension on a pipe, and I've been having trouble getting it because the pipe is about 25 ft in the air and scaffolds are in short supply. Enter the JLG: &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XDSq5IJkyls/RhLw9qd1ObI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZUXzQi9MzjQ/s1600-h/jlg-lift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049363074397845938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="143" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XDSq5IJkyls/RhLw9qd1ObI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZUXzQi9MzjQ/s320/jlg-lift.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, the fun involved in riding the JLG is two-fold.  Part one is that you're being hoisted way up high into the air inside a basket from which Evel Knievel wouldn't look down.  On the other, you're at the end of a VERY long moment arm every time those tires hit a bump in the road.  The combination is something like jumping up and down on a diving board while the pool moves at about 25 mph.  You have to flex your knees, almost like you're skiing.  IT.  WAS.  AWESOME.  Since I don't have the necessary paperwork to drive, I got Brian Stogdill (my foreman) to take the stick while I bounced along with a grin on my face akin to a 2 year old on a merry-go-round.  Brian is a recent Army vet, very matter-of-fact type guy.  I couldn't tell if he was amused or annoyed, but it didn't make much difference to me.  It was one of those moments in life that's too much fun to be self-conscious.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that note, I want to announce a new personal policy.  I'm going to make a conscious effort to laugh at least 3 times a day.  This usually takes care of itself, but there are those days when, as the cowboy in &lt;em&gt;The Big Lebowski&lt;/em&gt; said: "The bar' eats you...".  I'm realizing that there are lots of people who don't laugh 3 times a &lt;em&gt;week&lt;/em&gt;, unless you count that awful nervous laughter on elevator rides.  Really.  I think it's important not to take life too seriously all the time, especially when &lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/opinion/sunday/la-oe-daum2apr02,0,738357.column?coll=la-util-opinion-sunday"&gt;everyone&lt;/a&gt; around you seems to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-1504143584658820551?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/1504143584658820551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=1504143584658820551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1504143584658820551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1504143584658820551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2007/04/wheeeee.html' title='WHEEEEE!!!!'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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://bp3.blogger.com/_XDSq5IJkyls/RhLw9qd1ObI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZUXzQi9MzjQ/s72-c/jlg-lift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-8117701161376394207</id><published>2007-03-18T11:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T11:23:25.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What?!?!</title><content type='html'>I've been reading various blogs from all over the internet"s", and guess what!  If you don't feel like expounding at length about one of the 20 different thoughts you chew through in the course of a given minute, you can just post &lt;a href="http://obsidianwings.blogs.com/obsidian_wings/2007/01/by_publiusok_ti.html"&gt;a link&lt;/a&gt;.  That totally counts!!!  Bam!  I posted!  Done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-8117701161376394207?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/8117701161376394207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=8117701161376394207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/8117701161376394207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/8117701161376394207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2007/03/what.html' title='What?!?!'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-7595507614871618552</id><published>2007-02-19T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:32:57.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic hazards</title><content type='html'>I've once again fallen prey to the idea that I shouldn't post a thought unless I can fully flesh it out. As a result I never post anything. So here's a brain dump:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my ass kicked at work last week. I kept looking at my to-do list and I had that awful feeling of not really knowing how to attack any one item on the list. Friday finally came and everything was about 3/4 done, which is not where you want it to be when your boss asks for a status update. Nothing went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cataclysmically&lt;/span&gt; wrong, but there were several moments when I felt like I had missed my chance to shine. Upon reflection, that's what really bothered me. Not that I wasn't making a great impression on the higher-ups (which I wasn't), but that I was so &lt;em&gt;worried&lt;/em&gt; about whether I was making a great impression. Without conscious effort, I've begun focusing more and more on my career. Instead of being in the moment and doing my job as best I can I'm looking at this job as a platform for impressing people around me, and I'm not at all comfortable with that mode of operation. Tonight I was working late and one of the older guys walked by and said "You keep this up and you'll be my boss one day!" I know he was just being friendly, but it made me uncomfortable. I don't want the next 10 years to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;horserace&lt;/span&gt; to middle management, then the next 10 to be a race to senior management, and then finally start living my life when my kids start going off to college. The truth of it is, I was working late because I had fallen behind where I knew I needed to be and I don't like the feeling I get when someone asks me for a deliverable that I just haven't done yet. I wasn't working ahead and innovating bold new ideas. I wasn't exercising my creative spirit. I was collating. I understand that sometimes that's the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gruntwork&lt;/span&gt; you have to do, but if there were a grander schema that it all fit into maybe I'd feel more idealistic about all the trees I kill in the course of a meeting. Honestly, I don't feel like I'm making forward progress for anyone (including myself, really). I feel like I'm filling the role of a necessary cog in the machinery of civilization. It doesn't require a huge amount of brainpower to do my job. It requires a lot of time and a lot of commitment and a modicum of intelligence, but anybody who was fortunate enough to have picked the right major could do it. That's really why I don't feel like I'm excelling. I put in the time but I don't have the commitment. I don't believe in what I'm doing. The way I'm motivating myself is by convincing myself that working hard is in my best interests, but in all honesty I'd rather be reading. This is not to say that I simply get more pleasure out of reading, it's to say that I genuinely find reading a more ennobling activity. If I focus all day and my unit runs smoothly then great, I can see why that's necessary, but what real good does it do? Why is the world a better place, for me or anyone else? I feel like I'm treading water, and could care less where this current is taking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've typed all that, it looks pretty grim. I'm not as chronically dissatisfied as all that, but I did spend a lot of my weekend chewing through those thoughts. Maybe it's just because I had a bad day Friday. Maybe a week from now I'll be reinvigorated. That's actually entirely possible, but such is the nature of the brain dump. As it stands I'm back to wondering what life would be like in the Peace Corps. Seriously. At first the idea crossed my mind almost as a joke but the more I think about it the more intrigued I am. What a fascinating turn that would be in my life. Now that I've done the whole "get a good job, buy a nice house" thing, I don't feel as wound up as I once did about building a career for myself. Eating, as it turns out, is not actually that hard. What do I want to do with the time I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how I feel in a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-7595507614871618552?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/7595507614871618552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=7595507614871618552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/7595507614871618552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/7595507614871618552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2007/02/classic-hazards.html' title='Classic hazards'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-1673750522867708513</id><published>2006-12-03T11:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T11:26:02.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Schnykies</title><content type='html'>Plenty of stuff going on -- including a ridiculous game of scrabble last night that may earn me a new nickname at work -- but the only thing, the SOLE reason I logged in to write a post just now, is my electric bill for this month.  Can you guess what it is?  I certainly wouldn't have been able to.  It's $11.97!!!  What the...?!  I haven't run my AC for well over 2 months (been relying on mother nature to provide ventilation, and I haven't been home enough to be watching tv or leaving lights on).  Really the only power I've been using has been the refrigerator and the computer, so if I just drop contact with all the people in my life I bet I could get this sumbitch into single digits.  Hmmm......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-1673750522867708513?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/1673750522867708513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=1673750522867708513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1673750522867708513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1673750522867708513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2006/12/holy-schnykies.html' title='Holy Schnykies'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-3698017194792295439</id><published>2006-11-25T16:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T22:52:00.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/65SbMA_NMEQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonnie:&lt;/strong&gt; ...And &lt;em&gt;Chris!&lt;/em&gt; Beating up on that poor 7 year old in fencing class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; No actually I found out he was 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad, looking at a male model's facial expression in a catalogue:&lt;/strong&gt; Now see this really annoys me. This teenage hostility, this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Angst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; No, it doesn't rise to the level of angst. I refuse to dignify this with the word "angst." This is just rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Come on, Dad, it wasn't THAT funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt; Jeb! What did you SAY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Nothing! I just looked at him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; (Silent laughter, gasping for breath)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt Rinda, entering the room:&lt;/strong&gt; What in the...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; WOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Paris Hilton is a walking argument for the estate tax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone:&lt;/strong&gt; GEAUX TIGERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to be fair, this picture is over a year old. Chris no longer looks QUITE this ridiculous, but I'm an older brother and I invoke my right of "Make fun of Chris whenever I feel like it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2351/1039273301537411/1600/3662/IM000174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2351/1039273301537411/320/69479/IM000174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-3698017194792295439?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/3698017194792295439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=3698017194792295439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/3698017194792295439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/3698017194792295439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanksgiving-quotes_25.html' title='Thanksgiving Quotes'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-1840195045374768873</id><published>2006-11-23T16:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:52:28.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Hell With Stephen Jay Gould</title><content type='html'>I saw this speech on C-SPAN about a year ago and it piqued my interest. Hopefully I'll make a discussion of it the subject of a future post, but for now just watch and ponder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qCS1twX2i6s" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DGwQ4lPj0uM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOpXHtHPZmU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3uyWeJo-_2s" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KjwPmIglcnU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ox1aN3Bbi-s" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-1840195045374768873?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/1840195045374768873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=1840195045374768873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1840195045374768873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/1840195045374768873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-hell-with-stephen-jay-gould.html' title='To Hell With Stephen Jay Gould'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513726886194473263.post-7501311432569934962</id><published>2006-11-12T07:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T15:51:09.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Account</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;I've become frustrated with my Xanga account, most notably because of its inability to support YouTube posts. Hopefully I can get some more functionality out of this'un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, fine... I'll put up some actual thoughts. I'm on an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://time.blogs.com/daily_dish/"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Andrew Sullivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; kick at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;  If you happen to have a spare hour, I highly recommend &lt;a href="http://www.booktv.org/feature/index.asp?segid=7564&amp;amp;schedID=456"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; discussion of his book, &lt;em&gt;The Conservative Soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the big reason I'm interested in what he has to say right now is that his fundamental endeavor seems to be one of intellectual bridge-building. Sullivan is a conservative who has become disillusioned with recent leadership, and is trying to show his fellow conservatives why W and the gang are leading us astray. It's a fascinating discussion to observe from the outside. As someone who was never particularly illusioned (I'd like to think) with regard to neoconservatism, I'm intensely curious to get inside the heads of those who had high hopes for this administration. Sullivan is able to cut through a lot of the crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason intellectual bridge-building is so interesting to me right now is because of the intellectual climate I'm immersed in at the moment. Moving from Rice University to Beaumont has caused a bit of.... let's call it culture shock. It's amazing to me how monolithic the thought culture is here. I've encountered fundamentalism before in small doses, but it was always in a small dose whether temporally (certain youth group retreats) or in quantity (particular friends within a larger social network). Now it surrounds me. Solidly everyone I work with is conservative, but NEARLY everyone I work with is also a fundamentalist. This is not to say that they're nasty people (it says something about my upbringing that I think I have to make this clarification), in fact everyone is exceptionally warm and thoughtful. That said, for many of them it's never occurred to them that any sane person could not believe the Bible to be the literal word of God. I've been trying to figure out how to establish dialogue for the last year or so with varying degrees of success. That's why watching this conservative insider speaking so cogently to his ideological bedfellows seems so valuable. Anyway, watch the above discussion and tell me what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8513726886194473263-7501311432569934962?l=jebaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/7501311432569934962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8513726886194473263&amp;postID=7501311432569934962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/7501311432569934962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8513726886194473263/posts/default/7501311432569934962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jebaroo.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-account.html' title='New Account'/><author><name>Jeb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07312701187172585169</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
