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O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Linkee-poo curses the powers that be, the force us to live like we do

Tonight is our second lecture test, so it'll be a short post while I review all my study cards over lunch.

Happy birthday to Antony van Leeuwenhoek who decided to use his home made microscopes to look at something more than the fabrics he sold (to verify thread count) and opened up the world of microscopy and microbiology.

Jim Hines follows up on his "should writers blog" with "what makes a good blog." Yeah, about that "interesting" part…

Crazy Uncle Pat II (Pat Buchanan) has a new book out. Here are some choice quotes. Wow, cognitive disfunction much, Pat? "Back then, black and white lived apart, went to different schools and churches, played on different playgrounds, and went to different restaurants, bars, theaters, and soda fountains. But we shared a country and a culture. We were one nation. We were Americans." If there is any greater statement exemplifying the blind spot of White Privilege, I don't think I've seen it. (Pointed to by Dan)

More on the Berkeley Earth climate change study. (Pointed to by John)

Tweet of my heart: @GeorgeTakei: Apple Siri doesn't understand English speakers from Asia. Asian hackers respond, changing all McDs destinations to Panda Express.

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