Classical Spin

Rantings and ravings on politics, philosophy, and things that fall into the ether of 'none of the above'.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Wish I could say this for real

Attn: certain Army officers
Re: your recent briefing

1. There is not, as far as I'm aware, any particular correlation between "going to church" and what we colloquially refer to as "being a shitbag". There are plenty of churchgoers who do things like beat their spouses and drive drunk and don't change the toilet paper roll after it's empty. There are plenty of good people who do not ever and have not ever gone to church.
2. You said that when soldiers are called into your office for disciplinary reasons you ask them if they go to church. Since we do not work for a religious organization, this is - to put it bluntly - none of your fucking business. If you encourage soldiers to go to church or any other religious service, you are wrong.
2a. To illustrate, let's flip this situation around and pretend you are speaking with a soldier who is facing UCMJ action for, let's say, slapping his wife around. "Do you go to church?" you ask. "No sir," PFC Snuffy says. "Well, did you growing up?" you ask. "No sir, my family never really did." "Well, maybe you should stop, because it's obviously not doing you any good." Would this be okay to you?
3. A mandatory briefing for a group of enlisted soldiers is a grossly inappropriate time for you to discuss or even mention your belief in God, or a higher power, or lack of belief in that, or anything of the sort. You want to make sure we're all aware of the religious services offered on-post? Great, hand out pamphlets or put it in your PowerPoint presentation. For one, it's highly likely that none of the soldiers sitting in front of you are interested in your beliefs. Two, you don't seem to understand that some of us do not in any way agree that there's something 'outside the laws of science' driving the world, so no, it is not something we have to acknowledge.
4. This was a briefing for soldiers who are new(ish) to this unit. Congratulations! Your weird proselytizing-lite made this secular Humanist Jew feel distinctly uncomfortable!
5. I don't know, maybe you were just deeply confused. Just because the briefing happens to be in the chapel does not mean it's okay for you to preach to us.

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Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Why computer literacy is important.


This is from a work-related mailing list. Ironically, in a discussion about ideal mailing-list software, someone neglected to create a rule in their email software specifying that you do not need to send your out-of-office autoreply to a mailing list, and definitely don't need to send it to the same person twice. As a result, her email software is now stuck in a loop, where it sent the autoreply to the list, which automatically sent a copy of it back to her own inbox, which in turn responded with the autoreply. Repeat ad infinitum.

(I am now receiving her autoreply roughly every two minutes). 

People, *please* stop being morons.

(It now takes up the entire view of that folder of my inbox.)

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Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Attn: media. Re: everything you say sucks

1. Please please please please PLEASE stop referring to it as "global warming." The 80's called, and would like their cut-rate science reporting back. If you call it "global warming" then people - who are by and large morons who get their news exclusively from CNN and FOX - will experience cold days and decide it's all untrue. Meanwhile, 98% of climatologists and the majority of other scientists are holding their heads in their hands weeping. Call it climate change, because for all practical purposes, that's what we are experiencing: our climate? It's changing. QED.

2. When a man and a woman love each other very much, they may do an adult thing. This might result in a zygote. A zygote is the product of a sperm fertilizing an ovum, or egg. This is called a zygote. It is not a fetus. Once that cell begins to divide, it is still not a fetus, but it is an embryo. It will remain an embryo for eight weeks. Then, eight weeks after fertilization, it becomes a fetus. Understand? Up to eight weeks post conception, it is not a fetus.

3. There are some vaccines that still do contain thiomersal. Assuming a typical vaccination schedule for a child in the United States, these are not given within the first two years of life, if at all. Thiomersal is not used in any routine early-childhood vaccinations.
3a. There is no evidence - none, whatsoever - that thiomersal causes autism. It was removed from most vaccines as a preventative measure, not because there was any evidence at all that it causes any sort of developmental delays.
3b. Autism rates have increased even since thiomersal has been phased out, which is fairly compelling evidence that thiomersal does *not* cause autism.

4. Autism rates have likely not actually increased; *diagnosis* rates have. This is because up until quite recently, anyone who showed markedly delayed or different mental development was labeled as sub-standard and chucked into an asylum to waste away. It is a good thing that we don't do this any more. It does not mean that we have a plague of any sort.

5. Those disease parents are refusing to vaccinate their children against kill people, every year. They are not common problems in the United States because for decades we have had highly effective vaccination programs. After the Soviet Union broke up, there was a tremendous dip in vaccination rates in the former Soviet nations, and by 1998, 5,000 people - five thousand - had died of diphtheria. This year, since parents have stopped vaccinating their children, pertussis (whooping cough) has killed ten children in California. Rotavirus - my favorite - is still a major cause of death in the developing world and kills half a million children every single year. Young children are fragile; childhood vaccinations are specifically designed by very smart people to protect them.

6. There is minimal, if any, scientifically accepted evidence that any of the following work to heal humans of conditions or diseases: acupuncture, acupressure, anything involving energy fields or auras, aromatherapy, chiropractic, faith healing, crainosacral therapy, any sort of homeopathy, reiki, or anything else that has not been tested under controlled, clinical settings.
6a. If someone claims to be able correct poor eyesight using anything other than physical reshaping of the eye, they are lying.

7. Assuming you are reasonably healthy to begin with, here is what you need to do to remain healthy:
i) WASH YOUR HANDS. Diseases in the western world are, by and large, spread by someone's hand coming in contact with their juices (usually mucus or saliva), touching something else, and then you repeating the process. If you wash your hands with soap and water frequently, you will dramatically increase your chances of not getting sick.
ii) Eat food. Not processed food products. Eat whole grains and fruits and vegetables. Drink lots of water. If something has to clarify that it is a "product" on the label, it's probably not terribly nutritious. Moderation is key here: you don't need to always eat healthy, but don't always eat crap.
iii) When you are tired? Sleep. When you are hungry? Eat. When you are *not* hungry? Don't eat.
iv) Seriously, wash your goddamn hands.
v) Exercise. You don't need to run five miles a day. You do need to use your body once in a while. Go for a walk every other day. Take the stairs instead of the elevator. Go up to the mall and window-shop the entire length.
vi) Don't binge drink. Don't smoke. Don't drive drunk or set your head on fire or anything like that.

7) Here's the thing: teenagers want to have sex. This is an absolute biological fact - once human beings hit sexual maturity, they want to have sex. Some of them will act on these urges. If these teenagers have been provided with comprehensive, honest information about the risks and safety precautions of responsible sexual activity, they will have safer sex. If they are told "don't have sex because then bad things will happen," then they will still have sex and more of them will wind up with STDs and/or pregnant.
7a) No, really: teenagers *will* have sex. Short of locking them in solitary confinement for their entire teenage years, nothing can change this. And this is nothing new - Romeo was maybe sixteen; Juliet is not yet fourteen years old.

8) We landed on the moon. There is no question about that. No one assassinated Princess Diana; she was the victim of a drunk driver. There are no aliens on this planet, reptilian or otherwise. The Denver airport is not part of some vast conspiracy about anything. Freemasons are pretty much a bunch of old white guys who still want to hang out in a no-girls-allowed clubhouse.

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Monday, April 05, 2010

A true cat story

INT: KITCHEN - DAY

HUMAN stands at the stove, cooking herself some eggs for lunch. Behind her, the cat door clatters open and BIG BLACK CAT enters.
HUMAN
Hello, housemate's Big Black Cat. You are absolutely covered in dirt, as you often are.

Cat makes a beeline across the open-plan house and stops in front of the front door.

CAT
Meow
(subtitles: Lemme out!)

HUMAN
You just came in from outside, you doof.

CAT
Mow meow MOW MOW
(subtitles: Oh god oh god why won't you let me outside right now you horrible person it hurts!)

Human crosses to front door and opens it.

HUMAN
Fine, you stupid beast, but I'll remind you that this is the same damn outside you just came in from.

CAT
Mow.

Cat stands uncertainly in doorway.

HUMAN
In or out, your choice, but please pick one before my eggs overcook.

Cat backs up a step.

HUMAN
Okay, inside it is.

The cat dashes out through the closing screen door.

CAT
Meow!
(subtitle: Gotcha, sucker!)

HUMAN
Stupid cat.

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Friday, March 19, 2010

Springtime

Spring in Santa Fe: when you have three consecutive days of painfully beautiful, 60+ degree weather...followed with a prediction for three inches of snow.

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Wednesday, January 06, 2010

Mr. Beck

Dear Glenn Beck,

I have no idea if your bit about the Coke commercial that showed up on The Daily Show was truly what they made it seem. Regardless, please shut up.

Warmest regards,
The rest of the world.

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Sunday, December 13, 2009

Thoughts upon watching Angels and Demons

Dan Brown is unbelievably stupid and did precisely no research about CERN, the LHC, antimatter, or anything like that.

It's playing in the background and they just announced that the explosion could be the equivalent of "five kilotons." Kilotons of what? Because five kilotons of puppies is a lot of puppies, but still preferable to five kilotons of .

Also I like that instead of, oh, calling in the police, immediately evacuating the area and searching it, they call in a professor of "symbology".

Also an academic gets access to the Vatican archives, rips a page out of an ancient manuscript (possibly by Galileo? I can't pay attention to this), and carries it with his bare hands? Did he fold it up and stick it in his pocket, too? I have, like, about fifteen minutes of archival training and that's making me twitch.

ETA: Seriously, GET YOUR OILY, GREASY, GROSS FINGERS OFF THAT 500 YEAR OLD DOCUMENT YOU HORRIBLE HEATHEN.

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Friday, November 13, 2009

An important point about weight gain/loss

Inspired by a combination of things I've read recently:

You are not fat because of your genes. You are not fat because of your self-diagnosed (or medically diagnosed) thyroid condition. You are not fat because of the alleged toxins in your food. You are not fat because your deity of choice hates you. You are not fat because of your friends.

You are fat because you regularly consume more calories than you burn.

If you change this, by altering your dietary and exercise habits (ie, stop with the McDonalds and TV, and start with the fresh vegetables and running) so that you burn more calories than you take in, you will lose weight.

Eat healthier food. Eat reasonable amounts of that food (look it up; you don't need a quarter pound of fatty, low-grade meat for lunch). Leave the TV off in the morning and go for a run before work (it's easy, you don't need a gym or an exercise plan, just some decent shoes and the slightest trace of willpower), or after work, or on your lunch break (because you're bringing a salad from home instead of running out to McDonalds). Continue doing so.

Congratulations! You're beginning to move from 'fat' to 'not fat'! Can we please move on as a society now?

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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Getting to work today

So first there was some alarm clock trouble, and then some 'I am incapable of ingesting a liquid without spilling all over everything' trouble. I finally got out of the house already late.

The side street I normally take, which cuts through the fairly low-traffic plaza area, was closed. Aargh. So, I turn right instead, am unable to get into the left-turn lane, so I wait it out and do the crosswalk thing. I proceed to get caught behind one of those street-sweepers.

My normal speed while commuting is, I think, about 15 miles an hour. Apparently street-sweepers go at about 13 miles an hour, which takes up so much of the lane and is so wobbly I need to actually get into the left lane to get around him, and I can't find a big enough break that will allow me to. So I hang back to avoid the noxious fumes and dirty spray and wait and wait and wait and wait and finally the light way back behind us changes, so I can sprint past the street sweeper, and while I'm there turn left to get over the block I need to be to get to work.

Then there's a garbage truck! Which I can't get around because it's in the middle of the narrow street! And also there's two cars behind it, and also the little robo-arm that grabs the garbage bins appears to be freaking out; it just keeps raising and slamming back down as the truck sits stationary in the middle of the street.

So instead of my normal ~8 minutes it took me about 15 minutes to get to work, and I was grumpy.

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Friday, August 28, 2009

To the idiot on the internet who are WRONG

THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE IS NOT A LEGALLY BINDING DOCUMENT.

Citing it in a debate is roughly as worthwhile as citing the little trivia blurbs under the lid of your bottle of Snapple. Yes, it's a brilliantly written document of unprecedented importance, and yes it's full of good ideas like "all men are created equal" and the general idea that tyranny is bad and that if you're living under a tyrant you have not only the right but the absolute obligation to tell said tyrant to go to hell. That does not mean that it's valid as legal precedent, or that the words contained within that document are federal law, or anything of that sort.

This nearly made me put my fist through the table during seminar (Lincoln, I think) at St. John's and now I need to yell at the internet about it too.

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Thursday, July 30, 2009

Getting my money's worth

I just applied for my two $40 coupons good towards a tv converter box.

Percent chance that I will actually use them, as I do not own a TV nor really desire to and if I buy one I'll buy a tiny new one: ~1%. There is always technically the chance that I'll decide to buy a used TV at Goodwill or off Craigslist or something. But I've gone five years now quite happily without a TV, so, you know, my urge to drop a couple hundred bucks - or even fifty - on something that does a teeny tiny part of what my computer does is minimal.

But if the government is financing everyone else's idiot box habits, then I want my slice of the pie, too. So there.

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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Dear Sky

Please rain. Even just a little bit. But please, please, please provide us with some manner of cloud cover and precipitation.

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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

How was your day?

The world is trying to keep me from enjoying my bicycle.

Over the weekend I had it in the shop at REI to have the gear shifters replaced, because they weren't, well, shifting very well. I went to pick it up on Sunday. I failed to pick it up on Sunday because the building had just been evacuated due to a fire in an adjacent shop. Fine. I took the bus to and from work on Monday and picked the bike up after work.

Today I rode to work. Fantastic. It's a nice, short, pleasant ride, and much quicker than walking or the bus. There's no actual bike rack, so I lock it to a stopsign on the corner. Work was 'meh'. I work until 2. Around 2 I go outside.

Now, a word about my bike: I've never had a particularly good seat. The stock one that came with it was terrible. I eventually replaced that with a cheap but slightly better one, one which was basically a metal frame, a slab of foam, and a fabric cover. At some point, after many winters, rainstorms, snowstorms, and so on, the fabric cover began to come apart. Rather than replace it, I bought a gel seat cover kind of like this one. It cost about the same, absolutely no more than fifteen bucks. I think I got it at Wal Mart. I put it on; it made the seat slightly more comfortable and also kept it from shedding tiny shreds of black fabric onto my butt.

So. Today. I go out to my bike after work. It is still there, happily locked to the stop sign.

The gel seat cover is not.

The gel seat cover is probably the fourth-cheapest thing on my bike. The little bell was probably, I dunno, three or four bucks, and the front and back reflectors - together - were probably five or six. Okay, sure, I"ll be generous and say that maybe the actual mounting brackets for my lights are cheaper too, but I don't know that you can even buy them without investing in the lights, which are at least equal to the cost of the seat cover.

Oh, and did I mention that my seat post is the quick-release type? All you need to do to remove it is twist a little lever and you can slide it right out. Amount of time to remove the entire seat post assembly from the frame: fifteen seconds or so at most. Amount of time to find the seat cover drawstring, unwind it, pull the release thing, and finagle the cover off the seat (a tight fit): I don't know, but certainly more than fifteen seconds.

So. The upside is, after months of meaning to I finally got a new saddle, because when the scumbag theives won't even take it you know that it's time. And I'm finding someplace else to lock my bike, and taking the seat inside with me from now on.

And I'm grumpy today now, damnit!

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Saturday, June 20, 2009

Okay guys...

Dearest still-world-champions-but-had-best-get-your-asses-in-gear Phillies,

Citizen's Bank Park is your stadium. It is your home field. Have you ever heard the term 'home field advantage'? If not, it means that generally speaking, when a sports team is playing at home, in front of an audience which mostly wants them to win as they are locals, and presumably you've played many more games in this stadium than anywhere else, you have a slight advantage. You may want to make a note of this.

In other words, please stop losing every home game. It's beginning to get a bit embarrassing, and I thought we were over those days.

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Thursday, May 07, 2009

Those graduation articles

They run them every year - quite possibly the same exact ones - in just about every newspaper and magazine. The 'advice for the new college grad' column, in which some two-bit journalist coughs up a bunch of hackneyed advice about how you should do what you love, and travel the world, and wear sunscreen, and do things that scare you, and Always Follow Your Dreams.

Speaking, for the first time, as a member of the allegedly targeted audience*, I would like to comment on these articles, and say: SHUT UP.

What's that? You think I should follow my dreams and work to live not live to work, and travel abroad? I'd love to, really. I'd also love to get a job doing what I love. But you know what? Your generation did everything they could to destroy the American economy because you followed your dreams of having a charmless McMansion in suburban upstate New York and two cars. While I was sitting in 10th grade history you guys were eating KFC and cheering our honor killings in Afghanistan, and when I was deciding what college to go to you were half-heartedly wondering if this war against Iraq was really a good idea. And as I was doing what you've said I should do - follow my heart, do things that move me, get a degree in something I like rather than something immediately profitable - you were giggling as you engaged in the Sisyphean task of using your credit card to buy crappy houses and make them unaffordable for those who really need affordable housing.

So. How about you all shut up with your incredibly pointless 'advice' for people who have yet to take a massive crap on society? Yes, I really would love to spend a year in Americorps, and I in fact have the opportunity to do so. But I also have spent almost forty thousand borrowed dollars on my degree, and those kind lenders would like that money back ASAP, so there are some obvious problems in spending the next year working for four hundred dollars a month.

How about, instead of annually masturbating about the Hope and Future Ahead, you all put that energy into making education affordable?

*Assuming that it's not just some writer who regrets his decisions in life talking to himself.

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Tangentially, crappy job market aside, I am unspeakably, unimaginably glad to have two weeks (to the day!) left at this school. It's been swell, but the swelling's gone down.

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Friday, April 24, 2009

Argh

From the education section of an online job application: "Please describe your area of specialization or other education details. Please do not exceed 1000 characters."

*sigh*

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Friday, February 27, 2009

Argh

Dear College Administration,

1. Seriously, you send a flier about a ski trip as an attached file? Annoying, I'd prefer you just put it in the body of the message, but fine. You send a flier about a ski trip attached as a .ppt? Really? Is something suddenly wrong with .doc or .pdf? Powerpoint? Really?

2. See, here's the thing about campus email. Do you remember that time I think last spring when you sent out an announcement saying that email is now considered an official means of communication from the administration, in the interest of reducing the amount of paper? Well, I was apparently silly in assuming that meant that if you sent out a notice through email, you would not then print out four hundred copies of the exact same letter and put it in our campus mailboxes. Because...do I need to spell it out for you? Please say no.

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Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Faulkner

Maybe it's because I spent all of last week playing with grammar and trying to make everything right in my paper, but I have the overwhelming urge to bring Mr. William Faulkner back to life, bitch-slap him, tie him to a chair, and make him edit "Was" from Go Down, Moses until it's nicely structured, has commas used in appropriate places, and doesn't sound like an 8-year-old with Downs Syndrome.

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Monday, February 16, 2009

My internal clock needs resetting

I'm incredibly off-schedule, because - in addition to resuming class - I slept for about five hours on Sunday afternoon. I was exhausted - Saturday was in no way an early night but I managed to make it to work on Sunday morning regardless. Then I slept from about 12:30 to 5:30 or so, which meant that when the time when sane people who have class at 9 AM go to bed rolled around, I was wide awake.

Off to bed soon with me tonight, then.

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Thursday, February 12, 2009

Feeling unfulfilled

Dear admissions offices of universities I applied to,

PLEASE stop sending me emails that do not, in fact, reveal whether I have been accepted or not. I'm sure the open houses you're hosting are very interesting and I would love to attend - especially you, UCL - but I lack the means to do so. All that's coming from those emails is I see an email from someplace I applied, and get very excited, and open it, and discover it is not that exciting.

Yours,

A slightly high-strung applicant

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