Category: The Kitchen Sink

The “glass” referred to using King James’s Early Modern English is. . . a mirror, a looking glass. 16th and 17th Century mirrors were neither as commonplace as today, nor as well-made, and often the reflective surface, most commonly made via a tin-mercury amalgam, with the mercury evaporated to leave the tin as a reflective surface, delaminated or otherwise became cloudy.

Mirrors were also viewed metaphorically as windows into another realm, so

“For now we see through a glass, darkly [view ourselves/see into another realm as in a cloudy mirror]; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known,”

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Off topic, but maybe kinda related:

And then methought, divergently and NOT exegetically. . . If the eyes are the windows of the soul, maybe that explains why some people use reflective tinting and don’t even clean that. . .

“Goo-goo” hucksters (self-anointed paladins for whatever “cause”) are prone to hyperbole, but when they stray into outright lies, things can get hairy. . .

The outright lies “Saint” Rachel Carson (she who is still much-adored in the enviro-whack community) have resulted in more human death and suffering than all the depradations of the worst mass murderers of the 20th Century—Hitler, Stalin, Mao—combined. Heck, her lies resulted in more than double the maximum number of deaths attributed to the Mongol Empire under Genghis Khan.

Silent Spring was, at the time, one of the most blatant examples of outright lies in its deliberate misrepresentation of the effects of DDT, yet today it would just be everyday, ordinary toxic sewage swallowed by folks feeding at the Hivemind Media trough.

What does a participant in the Paralympics have to do to get in the disabled list?

Irritating. A writer whose text I usually enjoy and often glean lil bits of useful info from (concerning an amateur, casual perusal of a lit sub genre revealing characteristics of a limited demographic. . . which I have found useful in communicating with some 20-somethings) regularly misuses a BrE expression that has leaked into a broader sphere: locum, as an abbreviated form of “locum tenens.”

The term actually refers to “a person who temporarily fulfills the duties of another. . .” “A locum, or locum tenens, is a person who temporarily fulfills the duties of another; the term is especially used for physicians or clergy.” (these defs per just about every web reference there is. *heh*) Unfortunately, misusing the term to indicate “location, place” reveals much more about the writer’s literacy (and perhaps about the communication standards within the writer’s intended readership – a demographic I do not fit *heh*) than may be intended.

Not one of my favorite things.

My Wonder Woman bought me a new phone because [don’t ask *heh*]. Good Sharkey! The thing is more like a “phablet” than it is like a phone! Heck, reading a book in the Amazon Android Kindle app is nearly as slick and easy as reading one on my lil Paperwhite. The total screen real estate is not all that far off between them. *smh*

But still, how many times in one day does a brand new phone need to update the OS and apps? And what is with all the crapware? And though importation of my contacts went smoothly, I apparently have to reconstruct my filters. Maybe it’s time to look into a whitelist/blacklist app…

3,286,157. Why a company brags in a TV ad about being “cheesy people.” (Urm, did I hear that right? *heh*)

Just sayin’.

Ya know, having only ONE knife on my person just doesn’t cut it for me. Stay sharp, friends.