No, really, he is.
It means accepting what the best available science has now concluded is fact about global warming -- that it's happening and human activity is an aggravating if not principal cause -- and pulling the plug on spurious "debate" engendered by conservative ideologues, much like what credible news organizations have done with Holocaust-deniers and creationists.
Oh, all that "spurious debate." Damn, how Brian Lambert hates hearing debate that runs counter to his own preconceptions. Drown 'em out! Drown 'em out! Let us not hear one more word from those with whom I disagree! I don't care that the earth has been warming for over 20,000 years! We're the principal cause, dammit! Us, us, us! I'm Brian Lambert, and my preconceptions and opinions are THE ONE TRUE WORD!
And, yeah, Holocaust-deniers have been soooooo marginalized by news organizations, except for that one denier over in Iran with the impossible-to-pronounce last name who has been given so much ink lately.
UPDATE: Doug from Bogus Gold tore Lambert limb from limb far lengthier and better than I did here.
Last night, I finally got around to updating my blogroll. I've known for awhile some of my old regular reads are no more, so it was time for me to cut them loose. Likewise, if your blog still exists, but there have been no new posts in close to a year or more, I also just assumed that blog was done. Nothing personal. If you'd like to be re-rolled let me know.
It was kind of sad, really. A lot of those blogs I came to know in the days of the Plain Layne craze, where we all chewed mental bubblegum and gave relationship advice to a gapped-toothed tech geek. Those were simpler days. *sigh*
Anyway, it seems a lot of those Plain Layne bloggers just kind of fizzled out sometime in 2005, but their blogs still sit out there like faint dwarf stars or pulsars.
However, I feel I should note that "Planet Allie" didn't just fizzle out, it went a whole new direction! And, quite frankly, I'm surprised I didn't notice the "new look" a long time ago. Obviously, it's not the same "Planet Allie" I originally blogrolled. If you're curious, the new "Planet Allie" can probably easily be Googled.
It was with a heavy heart that I finally put "Strip Mining for Whimsy" out to pasture. Joshua and I had some good heart-to-hearts, he and I.
Oh, and I left Piano Forte up there, even though it was a borderline call. You better get back to blogging again, Joseph, or the hammer shall fall on your blog as well. You've been warned. Dum, dum, DUMMMMM!
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Ryan says: It's a good thing they explain which one is Stephen Colbert, eh?
Caroline says: If I had a bald eagle, I'd probably name it Stephen Colbert.
Ryan says: If I had a bald eagle, I'd name it "My Bald Eagle."
Caroline says: MBE
Ryan says: "Hey, have you seen My Bald Eagle?"
If the 2008 election were to be held today, I'd vote for Fred Thompson based on one thing and one thing only:
Russians don't take a dump, son, without a plan.
I must have watched that movie nearly 50 times my last year in college (we didn't have cable).
I'm not a tech gadget guy, by most estimates. Regardless, the Apple iPhone gets my Homer drool dribbling to Pavlovian proportions. Damn that thing looks frick'n cool!
Sunday morning, I awoke at 7:45 a.m., which astounded me, because I'm notorious when it comes to sleeping in until noon on most weekends. I actually look forward to weekends SPECIFICALLY because I'll be able to sleep in until noon for two consecutive days.
So, I was a bit surprised to awaken that early in the morning, and I was also a bit elated, because it meant I could. . . GO BACK TO SLEEP! Which I did, and I slept luxuriously until waking up and checking my watch again, only to see it was. . . 7:45 a.m.
Obviously, time had stopped! I fully expected to fling open the drapes and see a world frozen in time: birds, captured in mid-wing flappage, a dog in mid-air, about to catch a frisbee, the neighbor across the street, two knuckles deep into her nose. . . all magically suspended by the mysterious powers of my wrist-bound chronograph.
Actually, no. My watch had stopped, and the world continued twirling unabated: birds continued flying, dogs caught frisbees unimpeded, and nose nuggets aplenty were dislodged by a determined neighbor. A dead watch battery does not, alas, cause time to stop.
Little known fact about me: I become slightly unhinged when I don't have the correct time readily available to me. I'm a clock watcher. I like to know what time it is. . . TO THE MINUTE. I'm not one of those free spirits who views time as a human construct meant to establish order and thinks you should just, you know, chill out man and enjoy the ride that is life. I like to hit those free spirits with my watch, which is probably why my watches tend to stop working all the time.
Anyway, there I was on Sunday, bereft of a working time piece, trying to golf and enjoy other weekend activities, all while hindered with the nagging thought: "What time is it?!"
SANE ME: Wow, that was a nice drive off the tee. That ball had to have gone 270 yards.
CLOCK WATCHER ME: Fine, fine. Yes, it was a nice drive, BUT HOW LONG DID IT TAKE?! What time is it?! At least check the sun's position in the sky. Throw me a bone here!
SANE ME: This is a relaxing dinner with my parents. I should really try to do this more often.
CLOCK WATCHER ME: Have dinner with them every day, for all I care, just so long as you KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS! It looks like it might be 6 p.m., but it COULD be 6:30 p.m. That difference is crucial!
Watch withdrawal is not a pretty process to watch, either. I'm constantly checking my wrist, as if I'm looking for newly-sprouted arm hair, roughly every ten minutes or so, which must look really weird to onlooking strangers.
Hopefully I'll have a new watch battery installed by the end of the day. If not, I could very well descend into further madness.
Things that matter to me right now:
- Planning a Yellowstone vacation for September.
- Golf.
- Jiu-Jitsu.
- Getting the basement freakin' finished already, damnit!
Things I couldn't give a crap less about right now:
- Paris Hilton.
- Politics.
- Pretty much every blockbuster movie being hyped right now.
- The letter "P."
