Academia Nut Fruitcakes Get a Kick in the… Nuts

Jonathan Haidt, confirmed Liberal and atheist takes his colleagues to task.

Sample:

I submit to you that the under-representation of conservatives in social psychology, by a factor of several hundred, is evidence that we are a tribal moral community that actively discourages conservatives from entering. … We should take our own rhetoric about the benefits of diversity seriously and apply it to ourselves. … Just imagine if we had a true diversity of perspectives in social psychology. Imagine if conservative students felt free enough to challenge our dominant ideas, and bold enough to pull us out of our deepest ideological ruts. That is my vision for our bright post-partisan future.

There’s more at the linked article, a demonstration of an exception proving (“proving” here meaning “testing” as most of my readers would know) the rule that contemporary “liberals” are anything but. Liberal, that is. Haidt apparently is one of the few genuine liberals left in the American Academia Nut Fruitcake Bakeries laughingly called “institutions of higher learning”.

*sigh* I Told ‘Em So

Remember this from the other day?

 

 

Well, I told the so-called “telephone support tech” that it wasn’t on my end. Sure enough, here’s what things were like when the field tech called to see if I still needed him to check my end:

 

I relayed that info to the local field service tech while he was on the phone with me, asking if I still needed him to come by and check my equipment (cos that’s the way then “idjits” in phone support wrote it up, of course) and he clued me in. It seems that my area’s infrastructure is being converted from overhead lines for the primary feeds to buried cable (long overdue), and we should have received notice of temporary interruptions or degradation of service. Of course we did not… as have none of the other folks who’ve called in with the same issues.

Communication’s wonderful when it happens, but I have noticed over the years that a growing number of supposedly service-oriented businesses are failing to communicate critical information in a timely fashion, if at all, to those they supposedly serve. And responding to critical information communicated to them by customers? Also flagging. This is especially true of businesses that have nominal government licensed monopolies for a particular service in a designated area. (I had to pester one company for six months to get them to actually test their equipment and find what I already knew from my own diagnostics: that it was faulty and in need of replacement. Six months.)

I do appreciate our cable company’s local field service tech guys, though. Knowledgeable, competent, informative: they’re the best thing th company has going for them, IMO, especially since phone support is so sucky.

Why, If In Days of Yore…

…God could speak to his prophet through the mouth of an ass (and a hinny-ass at that *heh* Numbers 22:22-35), why, oh, why can’t those who today claim to speak for Him at least use good grammar?

“Future Earthquake Warning” Mega-Quake of epic proportions to hit the America’s? [sic]

[Note: No, I’m not linking it. The article turns up in a Google search under that title, but I see no sense in providing it linkage.]

And not only does the blogger at “Now the End Begins” (a blog supposedly about “end times Bible prophecy”) pose the nonsensical “Mega-Quake of epic proportions to hit the America’s? [sic]” but she repeats it as a statement (“It is a warning that the America’s [sic] are in danger of suffering a mega-quake of catastrophic proportions during the next forteen [sic] days… “) in her initial paragraph.

Now, why would I feel I need to place much confidence in some gal’s interpretation of “end times prophecy” if she’s not taken the trouble to learn to write English literately? What assurance would this give me that she could actually understand those scriptures she reads and attempts to explicate? Heck, I had a grandfather who ended his formal schooling in the eighth grade to go work in the Oklahoma oil fields (since pay was so very much better than continuing to work a tenant farm in SW Missouri, and he had a mother to support), and his writing, as evidenced by the hundreds of pages of manuscripts he two-finger typed that I have read, was freer of grammatical nonsense than this gal’s.

It just makes me tired to read such things. The blogger at Now the End Begins is probably a nice enough person, and certainly as literate as most Mass MEdia Podpeople, but of course, that’s damning with faint praise, hardly a ringing endorsement. That her source for this “the sky is falling!” post is some anonymous guy wearing a tin foil hat (one of the other articles at her source trumpets, “27 Signs That The Nuclear Crisis In Japan Is Much Worse Than Either The Mainstream Media Or The Japanese Government Have Been Telling Us” *feh*) is yet another reason to look askance at this doomsday post. Add to that simple statements of wrong “facts” (labels the Japan quake as a “7.3” Richter Scale event, for example) and my inducement to read the blog further wanes even more quickly.

Still, rather than reject the content out of hand, in action that would smack of ad hominem fallacy (just because the clock’s broken doesn’t mean it can’t be right twice a day, and blind pigs do find acorns now and then), I’ll look into it a bit. After all, we could experience a tsunami here in SW Missouri, what with that New Madrid fault and all. *heh*

(Of course that was sarcasm. First of all, the geography/geology of the New Madrid fault means that likely damage even from an 8.0-scale quake wouldn’t extend to my area, and besides, where’s the ocean in SW Missouri that would lead to a tsunami? ;-))


In only peripherally-related events…

As counter to such Chicken Littles, here’s a recent (Monday) comment from Jerry Pournelle that pretty well sums up my view of the Chicken Little reporting on the Japanese nuclear plant woes:

I note that although there have been bi-hourly announcements of the impending meltdowns of the Japanese power plants, the latest headlines tell me that the Japanese are struggling to prevent disaster. When it comes to numbers, perhaps ten atomjacks (plant workers) have been hurt, no one has been killed, and fewer than 100 people off site have been exposed to some elevated level of radiation. There have been small releases of gasses.

This is not Chernobyl or even above ground nuclear weapons testing. This isn’t even a mine disaster or a school bus destroyed by a coal-carrying freight train. It’s a disaster but it’s mostly economic. A coal fired plant routinely emits annually far more radiation (there are radioactive ores in coal; not many but not zero) than will have been released when this is over. Or so it seems to me.

The disaster in Japan is caused by flood and earthquake. Concentration on the nuclear bit is political.

Indeed.

Pournelle continued to talk sense on Tuesday. Dutch Boy. Dike. *sigh*

Of course, at least some of the Mass MEdia Podpeople Hivemind have a clue. From The Register (UK):

Fukushima is a triumph for nuke power: Build more reactors now!

Quake + tsunami = 1 minor radiation dose so far

Now, if only ABCCBSNBCCNFOXMSNBC, The New York Slimes (et al), politicians like Joe !@#$%^& Lieberman, etc., would all just STFU (or die or whatever would be best), perhaps voices of reason could prevail.

I’m not holding my breath.


BTW, I’m well aware of the tongue-in-cheek “grammar fallacy of argument” which, roughly, states that any post or comment that criticizes the grammar, spelling, word usage, etc., of another post or comment will likely contain multiple egregious errors of grammar, spelling, word usage, etc.”

*heh*

Still, just to “prove” (as in “test”–“The exception that proves [tests] the rule”) that rule, I submitted the text above to three separate grammar checkers and the only “errors” found were either genuine errors in the text I quoted from the blogger I (too gently) excoriated and errors that… weren’t errors in my text. The non-errors in my text that were found by two of the grammar checkers were:

  • the use of contractions (not preferred in formal writing, which this blog is not)
  • word usages which were what I actually intended to say (such as “course” in “of course” which one grammar checker suggested I might want to replace with “coarse”–an obvious error by the grammar checker)

All that illustrates is the dangers of folks trusting spelling and grammar checkers. It’s better to be able to rely on knowing how to spell, and how to write and speak good English. 🙂

I will note that, somewhere in the text above, I missed placing a comma where one rightly belongs to offset an appositive, and I added two commas that some orthographists would disagree with. Brownie points to those who find those. And a big, “Shame on you for wasting time doing that!” sign to them as well. *heh*

I Hate Working on Laptops

That is, I hate doing repairs to laptops–all those finicky parts and often weird construction/deconstruction/reconstruction methods required. (I don’t mind using laptops. :-))

But that said, I just love this site:

Laptop Keys.com. When the very (VERY) nice Asus laptop Son&Heir bought a couple of years ago had a broken keycap–the latching mechanism and keycup were fine, but the clips on the keycap itself were toast–the only remedy Asus had to offer was sending the whole computer in for a complete keyboard replacement.

WTF?!?

The place he bought it could get us a replacement keyboard to install ourselves (and provide detailed instructions for installation), but why? That’s a LOT of hassle just to replace a keycap.

Enter Laptop Keys.com. $5+S/H (another buck and a quarter or so at the time for simple first class USPS, IIRC–steep for the postage, but what the heck, the thing was still cheap). Popped the new keycap on and bob’s your uncle.

Every time I make someone’s lappy keyboard “whole” for them so easily, it’s a win for both of us. Gotta love Laptop Keys.com–and no, they give me nothing to say that. (And I might hope to get a steak dinner out of a pleased user. *heh*)

“Fixing” a keyboard on a laptop that’s just missing a couple of keycaps (when the user just doesn’t want to do it for themselves, no mtatter how dead simple, easy-peasy it is) is one of the few repairs to laptops I just don’t mind doing.

Unless it’s Lovely Daughter’s Escape key on her lil HP Mini 110. That thing was designed by Satan himself, I think… *heh*

Understanding “Presidents Day”

(Thanks to a commenter, Becky Sorensen, on FB for the kickoff to this post.)


A lady was eating lunch with her daughter and 10 year old grandson
last week when his mom asked him “What is tomorrow?”

He said “It’s President’s Day”

She asked “Do you know what that means?”.

He said “President’s Day is when Obama steps out of the White House
and if he sees his shadow we have 2 more years of unemployment and
stupidity.”

From the mouths of babes… But I’d almost prefer Presidents Day be viewed as a whack-a-mole game than as Groundhog Day, though… (I mean, after all, it honors the First Great American Tyrant as part of its purpose, as well as honoring the Father of Our Country. *heh* Playing whack-a-mole with the current occupant of the White House seems appropriate.)

😉

More?

The Makers vs. The Takers

Take away?

“The recent Bureau of Labor Statistics report citing systemic high
unemployment for the past two years shows that of the approximately
300 million Americans, only 47% of adults have full-time jobs. It’s a
mind-boggling statistic: 53%– or a majority — of American adults do
not work. The repercussions for our country are dire, despite the
White House proclaiming the recent Labor report as good news.”

Now, there are several classes among that 53%, and not all of them are
“takers” as the writer of the article posits (for but one example,
stay-at-home moms with a supportive and supportING husbands
), but enough of them are that the divide is stark.

Change I Can Believe In

*heh*

Although Spring’s officially a week or so away, I decided it was time to change from this desktop background, which looks very like some of the “piney woods” winter roads in America’s Third World County (but is from a “piney woods” road in Norway):

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

to this one:

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Oh, this field, though also looking much like some areas of America’s Third World County, is also from Norway, outside Bergen, where many of my Wonder Woman’s family are from.

(Yes, I have two clocks on my desktop. One is an alarm clock–digital display–and the other a simple analog display. If I could find an analog display I liked with the alarm clock built in, I’d dispense with the digital display entirely, but so far my searches for such a thing have been in vain.)

Why Would AnyoneThink That An Ice Age

…would be soooo cool?

*heh*


Or,

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

— Robert Frost

Shame On Me

No, really. *heh* I hit a dry patch in my to-do list (well, the to-do list is still there, what dried up was my git-up-n-do-it ;-)) and was cruising through the WMC list of available Internet TV offerings. Ran across a snippet from Fox News (a “human interest” piece, I suppose) about an Arkansas family that called 911 because they were being held hostage in their own home… by their neighbor’s house cat.

Pussies.

Oh, here’s the video (mostly):

Held hostage by a house cat. *shakes head in amazement* I find that literally mind-bogglingly bumfuzzling. I don’t care how “scary” a house cat seems, these people ought to accept their Darwin Award before they reproduce.


(Now, I know some house cats can be pretty tough. We had one in our family, back in the day, that topped 25 pounds and edged upwards from there–and not fat. Big boy. We got complaints from folks down the street about him “beating up” their German Shepherds. But was he big enough, mean enough, fast enough, dangerous enough to be able to “hold hostage” any adult human being with more active brain cells than a head of cabbage? Not a chance. “People”–and I use the term loosely–nowadays can be such useless, stupid, cowardly bags of pus that it’s hard to believe that they are. People, that is.)