Asking For It

 Posted by on 12 April 2003 at 8:48 am  Uncategorized
Apr 122003
 

A woman is kidnapped, held in a basement dungeon for 2 years, raped daily, and burned with cigarettes for disobedience. Other women were also held captive.

So what does the lawyer say about it?

Michael Forsyth, Jamelske’s lawyer, has advised his client not to grant interviews. “When the dust settles, we’ll see there’s a lot less to this than meets the eye,” he said.

“There’s a big danger of a media circus erupting around this case,” Forsyth said. “The impression may be given that this was a ‘Silence of the Lambs’ scenario, but I think after an intensive investigation, the authorities will find out it’s not that kind of case.”

Wow. Yeah, I’m sure we’ll find out that she asked for it. *eyes rolled*


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It Takes the Breath Away

 Posted by on 10 April 2003 at 9:44 am  Uncategorized
Apr 102003
 

I have to agree with Conrad: “Hong Kong will take your breath away” is indeed the worst-timed ad campaign ever. Haven’t these guys heard of SARS?

Update: Conrad’s sympathy scale of deaths in Iraq is pretty funny too. I’ll have to add him to my blogroll… after Terry, of course.


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Short Live Saddam!

 Posted by on 10 April 2003 at 9:41 am  Uncategorized
Apr 102003
 

For the past few weeks, I’ve been hoping that Saddam was very, very dead. But today’s Bleat makes me hope that he lives… with access to satellite TV… for just a few more days.

You hope Saddam’s alive to see this, to see the hailstorm of footwear, the burly men taking sledgehammers to his statue’s polished podium, to see the American flag draped over his cruel empty mug.

Eat that, Saddam!


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Damn Mormons!

 Posted by on 10 April 2003 at 9:24 am  Uncategorized
Apr 102003
 

How on earth did Ricky Smith get voted off American Idol last night? Carmen was truly “ghastly” — and she wasn’t even in the bottom three! Did every single Mormon vote for her? Sheesh. I’m disgusted. (I didn’t find out about the results until today, as the show ran over the half hour recorded by TiVo. I bet the judges were surprised.)

Okay, back to more important matters, like, um, the war.


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Reason on the Sole of My Shoe

 Posted by on 9 April 2003 at 3:12 pm  Uncategorized
Apr 092003
 

If these incidents are the worst the anti-war crowd can dredge up, then this war is far from the hell proclaimed by Jesse Walker in Reason’s Hit and Run. Oh, and did you like that bit of moral equivalence at the end of Walker’s blog entry? Revolting.

I think that I might go buy a copy of Reason… just so that I can beat it with the bottom of my shoe!


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A Tale of Two Cities

 Posted by on 9 April 2003 at 2:45 pm  Uncategorized
Apr 092003
 

I never read the original Dickens, but I really liked this Tale of Two Cities. It has cool picures and stuff too.


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All Your Base…

 Posted by on 8 April 2003 at 9:19 pm  Uncategorized
Apr 082003
 

Yo Saddam! All your base are belong to us!


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Plagiarism

 Posted by on 7 April 2003 at 9:07 am  Uncategorized
Apr 072003
 

Plagiarizing in school papers is stupid. Plagiarizing in newspaper articles is really stupid. Plagiarizing in blog entries is sheer idiocy. But that’s just what Sean-Paul Kelley of The Agonist did with material from the for-fee intelligence service Stratfor. The details are in this Wired News article.

I’m honestly shocked by the number of people defending him on the message board. I don’t think that Kelley’s sin is unpardonable, but passing off the work of others as your own is a serious breach of integrity for any writer. And unfortunately, Kelley doesn’t seem to be taking the issue very seriously himself.

In recent days, I had been checking The Agonist more frequently for war updates, but I think I’ll stick to The Command Post from now on.

Blech.

Update 1: I e-mailed Sean-Paul a note about the above post. In response, he pointed me to this post written a week before (in his words) “the press decided to have a field day with me.” However, lack of time and equipment is hardly a justification for plagiarism. In any case, would “Via Stratfor” (even without a link) really have been so difficult to type in before copying and pasting?

Blech again.

Update 2: I just send this note to Glenn Reynolds, which I thought worth reposting here, even though it repeats some of the above:

Is it just me, or does Sean-Paul Kelley seem to be digging himself into hole? He seems to think that a long-buried blog post saying that he does sometimes copy-and-paste (without notice or attribution) was warning enough to his readers. He argues that his time constraints and the difficulty of posting from a PDA justifies plagiarism. (Hmmm… let me try that line with my philosophy professors sometime… not!) Worst of all perhaps, in response to my post on the subject, he claimed in an e-mail that that the “press decided to have a field day” with him, as if he did nothing wrong in liberally reposting from a for-fee news service without citation.

I think that unless Kelley mea culpas, this story is going to turn into a big hairy beast for him. But a mea culpa seems unlikely, as he just doesn’t seem to understand that passing off the writing of others as your own is wrong, wrong, wrong. And that’s a real shame.

Update 3: Sean-Paul has finally really apologized. I’m very glad.


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Little Red Hen

 Posted by on 5 April 2003 at 10:28 pm  Uncategorized
Apr 052003
 

For some strange reason, I’ve had the story of the Little Red Hen in my head over the past few days.

One day as the Little Red Hen was scratching in a field, she found a grain of wheat. “This wheat should be planted,” she said. “Who will plant this grain of wheat ?”

“Not I,” said the Duck.
“Not I,” said the Cat.
“Not I,” said the Dog.

“Then I will,” said the Little Red Hen. And she did. Soon the wheat grew to be tall and yellow. “The wheat is ripe,” said the Little Red Hen. “Who will cut the wheat ?”

“Not I,” said the Duck.
“Not I,” said the Cat.
“Not I,” said the Dog.

“Then I will,” said the Little Red Hen. And she did. When the wheat was cut, the Little Red Hen said, “Who will thresh this wheat?”

“Not I,” said the Duck.
“Not I,” said the Cat.
“Not I,” said the Dog.

“Then I will,” said the Little Red Hen.’ And she did. When the wheat was all threshed, the Little Red Hen said, “Who’ll take this wheat to the mill?”

“Not I,” said the Duck.
“Not I,” said the Cat.
“Not I,” said the Dog.

“Then I will,” said the Little Red Hen. And she did. She took the wheat to the mill and had it ground into flour. Then she said, “Who will make this flour into bread ?”

“Not I,” said the, Duck.
“Not I,” said the Cat.
“Not I,” said the Dog.

“Then I will,” said the Little Red Hen. And she did. She made and baked the bread. Then she said, “Who will eat this bread?”

“Oh! I will,” said the Duck.
“And I will,” said the Cat.
“And I will,” said the Dog.

“No, no!” said the Little Red Hen. “I will do that.” And she did.

Hmmm, now this little fable wouldn’t have anything to do with the recent demands of countries who vigorously opposed the war in Iraq to be involved in the reconstruction of Iraq, now would it?

Nah…


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Iraqi Strategy

 Posted by on 4 April 2003 at 10:26 pm  Uncategorized
Apr 042003
 

According to this Fox News report, Saddam’s regime uses “a combination of fixed sites and mobile vans in attempts to keep television signals intact.” That explains why we haven’t been able to keep the propaganda off the air for any significant stretch of time.

So Saddam seems to have spent far more time ensuring the continual flow of propaganda than preparing his military for battle. On the surface, such a strategy seems completely idiotic. We are, after all, in a battle of bullets — not of imagery. Then again, the Iraqi military never had a chance against our superior firepower. Keeping people in fear of Saddam’s continued rule, however, has proven to be an obstacle in the war, albeit a temporary and minor one. And of course, such fear is only sustained with a steady diet of propaganda from Iraqi television.


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