Archive for September, 2008

22
Sep

So I make about 75 cents on the dollar, I guess

This article has been making the rounds and it’s worth a glance. It turns out that wage disparity is actually between men who possess traditional views on gender roles (who are highly paid) and the rest of us. This does seem more complicated, doesn’t it? I wonder if there’s some secondary quality that underlies the finding – it can’t just be that rich people value traditional gender roles and poor people don’t. What up, science?

(Yes, this could all be bogus, but in the absence of counter-evidence, I’ll stick with it for now. Science!)

Holy crap update: Okay, so according to this chart, women make just over 60 cents on the dollar compared to sexist ogres, while awesome fellas like me make about 66 cents on the dollar. That means women make 93 cents on my dollar, which means I’m still buying drinks. Jesus.

22
Sep

Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail ’72, by Hunter S. Thompson

This book changed the way I see politics when I read it in college, and I re-read it every four years or so to refresh my memory. It’s been especially helpful this year.

Those expecting Las Vegas shenanigans get a few bright/dark moments, but are largely setting themselves up for disappointment. Thompson knows what he’s writing about, and managed to get access that even the most deeply embedded reporters could only dream of these days. He uncovers nuggets of weirdness that show how politics really works on the ground (or did – things have changed somewhat, mutatis mutandis, etc.), and his depiction of the conventions in Miami that year are rightfully legendary.

He lost steam after the primaries were over, but it wasn’t much of a general election anyway (McGovern suffered nearly the worst loss in American history), so we can forgive him. I urge pretty much everyone to pick this up and read it ASAP – it will both make you fear for November and realize just how right Obama is playing it, and has played it all along. The shout-outs to many people who would become much more important in later years (especially Gary Hart, who was McGovern’s campaign manager, and a hilarious one-line write-off of then-Gov. Jimmy Carter) are often mind-blowing. Get it or borrow mine.

18
Sep

Suppose you want to drive yourself insane…

You could do worse than Intrade’s Real Time Electoral Vote Predictor. It doesn’t look too bad right now:

17
Sep

Tried to make me go to rehab…

Paul made me think about Freakonomics again yesterday, and since I hadn’t checked out their blog in a long while, I returned to see if it was worth reading again.

Turns out it is.

14
Sep

Beware!

(From the mighty blog of Waren Ellis)

08
Sep

Don’t get mad, get even

I never get any of those insane anti-Obama emails that have been circulating for so long, but my mom does all the time, as do many of her friends. They’ve been driving her bats, and she tried responding earnestly and apparently lost some of her more fragile friends as a result. Since that’s going to happen anyway, she’s decided to push it even further with this response:

Thank you for your kind words, in appreciation I have just contributed $25 to the Obama campaign in your name. I am sure you will be receiving a letter of appreciation from both the Obama campaign and the Democratic party. I also include a copy of your thoughtful email.

That doesn’t sound so bad. Here you go, while I’m thinking about it. Or, if you want to be like Junior and give to the DNC instead, go for it! Give what you can, as soon as possible – while I think O’s going to blow this thing out, it won’t happen unless we turn our rage into $$.

PS Oh yeah I just remembered that Mom said she and Dad were both refraining from making political donations this year (it would be sort of a wash), so feel free to back up her words with your $$. Maybe we should treat it like a walkathon – for each anti-Obama spam she gets in September, you pledge to give $5?

07
Sep

Further proof that science is awesome

I’m tempted to make this a blind link, but I can’t help myself:

Sexologists Can Infer A Woman’s History of Orgasms By The Way She Walks

Onion headline? Theme for a delightfully sassy rock opera? Endless font of crass humor? It gives us so much, people.

04
Sep

Kill the pigs

My dear friend Bethany is an awfully talented writer.

02
Sep

Let me know if you can’t read this

I’ve been screwing around with the formatting of this page, trying to cut out the Firefox banner and regain some vertical space the title banner had eaten. If I’ve ruined everything, please let me know. (Dalton? That’s your cue.) I expect that I might have to go back to something simpler and uglier, or just hire a coder one of these days. Enjoy your drinks, people.




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