Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is an intriguing guy...[he] asks great questions and answers others with style, flair, reason and wit. On the blogroll he goes. Make him a part of your regular blogospheric reading. I certainly will.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Common Sense Junction: Misha @ Anti-Idiotarian never ceases to amaze me. He keeps finding other good blogs. I went over to A.I. this morning for my daily Misha fix and he had found this guy named Morgan Freeberg in Fair Oaks, California, that has a blog, House of Eratosthenes. Freeberg says its "The Blog That Nobody Reads" but it may now become the blog that everybody reads.
Jaded Haven: Good God, Morgan, you cover a topic from front to back with a screwy thoroughness I find mind boggling. I'm in awe of your thought proccesses, my friend, you're an exceptional talent. You start by throwing in the kitchen sink, tie in someone's syphilitic uncle, bend around a rip tide of brilliance and bring it all home in a neat, diamond dripping package of an exceptionally readable moment of damn fine wordsmithing. I love reading you.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
Philmon: When Morgan meanders, stick with him - he's got a point and it'll be worth it in the end. He's not a hit-and-run snarky quip kind of guy. The pieces all fall into place like tumblers in a lock and bang! He's opened a cognative door for you.
Rightlinx: Morgan at House of Eratosthenes is one of the best writers out there. I read him nearly every day because he manages to provide an interesting perspective, even though I don't always agree.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
Imitation is the Sincerest Form XVI
At the beginning of last month I had advanced the notion, abjuring any credit for coming up with it on my own, that there was an important but little-discussed cause for MMGW (this blog’s acronym for “man made global warming”). Supposing for the moment that MMGW is a reality, the thing we’re doing to cause it has nothing to do with driving cars or using deoderant, but rather, yelling at each other. Specifically, I blamed the liberals for being a bunch of hotheads during precisely the same timeframe they wanted to bitch and bellyache and kibitz and piss and moan about President Bush causing hurricanes.
We have discovered the real cause of global warming. And it is the anger and nastiness of liberals. It’s rising up into the atmosphere, and acting like a greenhouse gas.
Makes perfect sense. What is the timeframe of global warming, after all? Ostensibly, it is a phenomenon gradually setting in since the industrial revolution, but it has really started to peak in the last handful of years. The hottest year on record, I’m told, was 1998 — that was the hear move-on-dot-org got started. In 2001, liberals were driven out of all the branches of government because we were sick and tired of them. The liberals got angry, and accused the elections officials of shenanigans. The accusations were checked out, and smacked-down; the liberals got angrier.
Now, I don’t know if Peggy Noonan reads my blog. I would suspect hardly anybody does. But how, then, do you explain this gem which appeared on Opinion Journal yesterday morning.
This is what I was thinking as I walked this week along the siren-filled streets of New York: The temperature of the world is very high.
We have a global warming problem, and maybe it’s due to an increase in the output of heated words. And they too can, in the end, melt icecaps.
“The Pope must die.” “The Holocaust is a lie.” “I can still smell the sulfur.”
The last of course from the democratically elected president of the republic of Venezuela, population 26 million, which helps keep America going economically by selling it, at significant profit, oil.
Noonan’s point is that as crazy as the Venezuelan asshole’s words are, in deciding to ignore those words the administration is making a mistake. Crazy or not, she says, the words were heard and therefore they demand a response.
On this, I disagree with Ms. Noonan. Mister Asshole has demonstrated not that there is validity in the words he has uttered, but rather, that there was an urgency involved in him getting them said. To believe the former, barring some outside evidence you would have to believe that all spoken things must necessarily be true; whereas to believe the latter, you simply have to recognize someone took the time and trouble to speak them. Which, as a matter of fact, is…a matter of fact.
If the White House does plan to take Peggy Noonan’s advice, I recommend the response be limited to the five words of wisdom brandished by Atticus Finch: “Do you really think so?” The wisdom of anyone, be they powerful or otherwise, answering in the affirmative must be opened to new or renewed inspection. If not their wisdom, then surely their sanity. George Bush is The Devil? Really?
Old Nick is doing a rather piss poor job of things, isn’t he? Isn’t the Prince of Darkness supposed to be soothing us with an intoxicating elixir, so that his every whim is carried instantly, effortlessly, to the farthest corners of creation, so that all of humanity save for the most dedicated worshippers of God are lulled into everlasting submission to mankind’s greatest enemy?
President Bush chokes on a pretzel, and we have a nationwide scandal. Pres. Chavez’ ideas simply don’t stand up to scrutiny. To simply take them seriously, is to do them irreparable damage in the arena of ideas. So to leave them unaddressed, impresses me as an effective strategy.
But I agree with the thing about heated words causing the global warming. I said it first, and someone else said it before I did. Maybe Peggy read something from whoever else it was. Maybe she came up with it on her own. Not very likely that she read it here…but it’s fun to think so. I’ll go with that one.
I’ve been robbed, but I’m not calling the police. I’m quite flattered.
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