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From:  "Ted Darris" <teddarris@termaxical.com>
Subject:  Loan approval Bob
Date:  Mon, 19 Dec 2005 01:53:11 -0500
>Get into the vehicle you would like.
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>If you read what he said carefully, you'll see that he doesn't actually take responsibility for misleading the American public. He's saying "it's my responsibility to lead America into war." The word "responsibility" has two different meanings; one is negative and one is positive. Example:
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>Negative: "I take responsibility for burning the pizza" means "It's my fault."
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>Positive: "It's my responsibility to make sure that no one ever burns a pizza again" means "I am the leader who bears the noble burden of making sure that the people who've let me down never do it again" - in other words, in this case it means "duty", and NOT "fault".
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>He carefully used the positive meaning of "responsibility" when he referred to himself.
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>Here, look:
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>"As president, I am responsible for the decision to go into Iraq. And I'm also responsible for fixing what went wrong by reforming our intelligence capabilities."
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>Does that sound as if he's admitting fault? If anything, he's proudly proclaiming his job duties. In fact, he's laying the blame on the intelligence community and saying that he has to clean up the mess that THEY made!
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>(Perfect sociopathic behavior - blaming others for what he, himself, did.)
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>I took that from the transcript of Bush's Wednesday, December 14, 2005 speech. And it's the ONLY point at which Bush talked about responsibility applying to him.
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>But he uses the words not in the "I take responsibility" (i.e. "It was my fault" or "The buck stops here") sense, but rather in the "It's my JOB to..." sense. There's no other interpretation. And the media is covering for him by focusing on the WORD "responsibility" without noting that his careful parsing makes it clear that he in no way accepts responsibility for the consequences of his actions.
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>How did he and Rove know that the media would play along, pretending that he'd accepted the blame when he'd actually refused it once again? That's what disturbs me - once again, the media bought the bullshit. You've got to wonder why. And how Bush and company apparently knew that they would.
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>Bush did use the word "responsibility" in the "mistake" sense later on in the speech, by the way:
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>"Some have launched irresponsible charges. ... These charges are pure politics. They hurt the morale of our troops."
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>Pure Rove. He refuses to admit responsibility, smears anyone who points out that he's a liar as irresponsible, and the media pretends that he's actually sucking it up and taking responsibility. Amazing.
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>The majority of the human species is insane. I have no other explanation.
>Current Mood:  annoyed
>Current Music: Monty Python - The Galaxy Song
>Tags: politics
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>08:51 am
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>  Scary
>Here - have yourself a scare.
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>http://www.mapsexoffenders.com/
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>We have one several miles from our house. Oddly enough, we're relieved that he targets adult women, rather than children.
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>Of course I worry about people being wrongly convicted...but some of these people have five or more convictions for assaulting and raping children. They should NOT have been released, ever.
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>Incidentally, one of my co-workers was in the process of buying a house. He looked up his new address on the site and found TWENTY-SEVEN sex offenders within two miles of his house, and three literally occupying the same spot - we can only assume that every single one of his next-door neighbors is a molester or rapist. Even more horrifying, the nearby playground has a CLUSTER of convicted molesters living right next door.
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>He has kids. He cancelled the sale.
>Current Mood:  surprised
>Current Music: Alanis Morissette - You Learn
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>December 12th, 2005
>10:44 am
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>  How long would you wait?
>Okay, here's a question: if you found an old friend or acquaintance here on LJ, and friended them, and did a comment saying "hi" or sent them an email...how long would you wait for them to respond or friend you back before dropping them?
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>I have two of them to deal with, right now. I honestly have no idea why they're not friending me back or responding to my emails. But I'm thinking it's time to cut my losses.
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>Has anyone else dealt with this issue, or am I (the loneliest man on LJ) the only one?
>Current Mood:  aggravated
>Current Music: Moody Blues - Your Wildest Dreams
>Tags: angst
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>December 9th, 2005
>10:03 pm
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>  Winter 2005: First Storm
>This is not going to be a long entry, because who wants to hear me talk about the weather? Nobody.
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>Okay, I can't resist saying it - no, I'm going to resist. Self-depreciation can be funny (I hope), but I know I carry it way too far.
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>Anyway, the weathermen last night (Thursday) were warning of a high-energy winter storm on the way. It was going to hit around 6 AM, and dump a lot of snow on our region over the next eight hours or so.
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>Teri and I talked about it, talked about the possibility of me not going in to work on Friday. I suggested we wait and see; maybe my company would call a snow day.
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>No such luck. As we started out from the house, the snow was just starting to come down, thick and fast. Teri was worried, and so was I. She suggested to Sebastian that she might not take him to school, and he immediately burst out sobbing - big fat tears practically burst out of his eyes.
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>"I want to see my friends!" he sobbed.
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>Time was tight, but we made it to the train. The ride in was uneventful. When I got out at Ruggles, though, the company shuttle wasn't there. A bunch of fellow employees were standing around, freezing and getting caked in a remarkably thick layer of snow - I'm not kidding, it was half an inch thick at least. After a couple of minutes the shuttle pulled in and we clambered aboard.
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>The roads were getting bad, so the trip took a slightly longer than usual. When we pulled up to the building, though, the van door wouldn't open. The driver tried and tried, but it was absolutely stuck. It couldn't have been frozen shut; it wasn't that cold. But even though he tried the emergency handle over and over, and another driver came over and helped him pull on the door, it wouldn't budge at all.
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>So eventually they had us all go out through the driver's-side door. That required sitting behind the wheel, a tight fit while fully laden with bags (as most of us were), but eventually we all got out and headed into work.
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>I hoped that would be the most exciting part of the day. It wasn't.
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>( Read more... )
>I'll go to sleep soon. But I am trying to decide what I want to write next. Don't know if I'll figure it out tonight, but it's definitely high on my list of priorities. Because there's no question in my mind that I'm happier when I have a story going. It gives me something to think about, something challenging.
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>Recently the thought occurred to me that if I assume that some (or all) of my stories have no chance for publication, that frees me to write things that I'd really enjoy, but wouldn't normally consider doing - for example, a new story using Poul Anderson and Gordon R. Dickson's Hokas. The idea hit me that it might be interesting to do a story about a serious Hoka - one with no real imagination, or no more imagination than a normal human. Might be amusing, though I'd need to work out an angle.
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>We'll see.
>Current Mood:  contemplative
>Current Music: Yes - Changes
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>11:13 am
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>  Irony
>I didn't write about this when it happened on Wednesday evening. But it's the reason I stayed up until midnight that night and finished "Grand Obsession".
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>Normally Teri and Sebastian pick me up at the train station in the evening. But on Wednesday I made a mistake and thought that I was having dinner with my father and brother that night. For some reason I completely forgot that my father had called a few days earlier and told me that we needed to reschedule. Brain glitch, I guess.
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>Anyway, Teri had left our car at the station for me to drive home (her mother drove there with her and took her out to dinner after). I took the train home; it was earlier than I had expected (if dinner had happened), but later than normal. I found the car, hopped in, and headed home.
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>As I was driving, my cell phone rang.
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>Now, I want to emphasize that I did NOT take my eyes off the road. I reached for the phone in my jacket pocket, but was still watching the road.
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>And that's when a large dog, probably a golden retriever, jumped out from between two parked cars - straight in front of my car.
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>I slammed on the brakes, but I'd had almost no warning at all; he'd jumped out less than ten feet from me. Fortunately I wasn't going at all fast. But still, I hit him fairly hard as I came to a stop.
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>I don't think he went down; if he did, he was up again almost instantly. He was carrying something large, a newspaper I think, and he didn't drop it. But there was a definite "thump", and I'm pretty sure I felt the impact. But the tires didn't go over him; as far as I can tell he was simply hit by the front of my car (and when I checked it later, the car had no damage at all).
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>Whether he was knocked down or not, a second later he ran across the street, across a yard, and was out of sight. I saw no sign of a limp. So I started up again and drove home.
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>I was pretty upset, although I'd have been much more upset if I'd killed him or visibly hurt him. Teri called back, and I didn't treat her well; she told me I should call the police, and I freaked out a little.
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>By the time I got home I was a little numb and pretty angry. There's a leash law in that town, damn it! Dogs are supposed to be tied up.
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>And then I thought, "suppose that the dog's owner was just a boy, like Sebastian, who wanted his dog to run free a little?"
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>That made me feel bad, I can tell you!
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>But on top of it all I was weirded out; the similarities between what had happened and "Grand Obsession" weren't shockingly close, but they were close enough to freak me out.
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>And that's why I ended up staying up and finishing the story that night. I couldn't sleep.
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>Incidentally, I didn't post about the dog on Wednesday or Thursday because I didn't want to bump "Grand Obsession" from the top of my journal; didn't want to do anything that might reduce the chance of getting some feedback.
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>Pathetic, huh?
>Current Mood:  quixotic
>Current Music: Hank, Stu, Dave & Hank - I'm Looking Over My Dead Dog Rover
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>December 8th, 2005
>03:39 pm
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>  *cough*
>If anyone wants to emulate the kindly unquietsoul5 and pimp "Grand Obsession" (or even, what the hell, my journal), I promise not to be offended.
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>01:25 pm
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>  Grand Obsession (v. 2.0, complete)
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>Current Mood: creative
>Current Music: Suzanne Vega - Ironbound/Fancy Poultry
>Tags: fiction
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>December 7th, 2005
>11:47 pm
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>  Grand Obsession, Part 4 (Final)
>(continued from part 1, part 2, and part 3)
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>Current Mood: creative
>Tags: fiction
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>11:39 am
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>  Open Question: Fiction?
>Last night I realized something: I get more pleasure out of an hour spent writing fiction than I do out of an hour spent playing Diablo.
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>That said...it seems pretty clear that my journal is not the place to get much feedback on my writing (or, indeed, on anything at all ).
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>I am not discouraged.
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>I am not discouraged.
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>I am not discouraged.
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>Actually, I'm really NOT that discouraged. Perhaps I've lost my mind, I don't know.
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>But anyway, the thought struck me recently that I should, perhaps, be posting my writing in some more appropriate place (as well as in my journal; you won't escape that easily ). Someplace online that's designed for writers to get feedback.
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>Of course, I should probably watch out what I ask for; I'll probably get the most hurtful feedback imaginable. But still, I just might give it a try.
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>So here's my question: can anyone recommend a good place to post my fiction? I noticed that there are a BUNCH of writing communities on LJ, but I don't know which ones are good and which ones are crap. Nor do I necessarily want to be limited to LJ. So if anyone out there knows of some good sites for writers, please let me know!
>Current Mood: not discouraged
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>11:25 am
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>  The Press and the Poor
>The Press: The Enemy Within by Michael Massing.
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>This is a damned good article, well worth reading. It certainly enraged me.
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>I'm going to keep an eye on this guy.
>Current Mood:  angry