HeathenCat Bob wouldn’t put with this shit.
Barack in Berlin, July 24, 2008
[T]his is the moment when we must give hope to those left behind in a globalized world. We must remember that the Cold War born in this city was not a battle for land or treasure. Sixty years ago, the planes that flew over Berlin did not drop bombs; instead they delivered food, and coal, and candy to grateful children. And in that show of solidarity, those pilots won more than a military victory. They won hearts and minds; love and loyalty and trust – not just from the people in this city, but from all those who heard the story of what they did here.
Now the world will watch and remember what we do here – what we do with this moment. Will we extend our hand to the people in the forgotten corners of this world who yearn for lives marked by dignity and opportunity; by security and justice? Will we lift the child in Bangladesh from poverty, shelter the refugee in Chad, and banish the scourge of AIDS in our time?
Will we stand for the human rights of the dissident in Burma, the blogger in Iran, or the voter in Zimbabwe? Will we give meaning to the words “never again” in Darfur?
Will we acknowledge that there is no more powerful example than the one each of our nations projects to the world? Will we reject torture and stand for the rule of law? Will we welcome immigrants from different lands, and shun discrimination against those who don’t look like us or worship like we do, and keep the promise of equality and opportunity for all of our people?
People of Berlin – people of the world – this is our moment. This is our time.
I know my country has not perfected itself. At times, we’ve struggled to keep the promise of liberty and equality for all of our people. We’ve made our share of mistakes, and there are times when our actions around the world have not lived up to our best intentions.
But I also know how much I love America. I know that for more than two centuries, we have strived – at great cost and great sacrifice – to form a more perfect union; to seek, with other nations, a more hopeful world. Our allegiance has never been to any particular tribe or kingdom – indeed, every language is spoken in our country; every culture has left its imprint on ours; every point of view is expressed in our public squares. What has always united us – what has always driven our people; what drew my father to America’s shores – is a set of ideals that speak to aspirations shared by all people: that we can live free from fear and free from want; that we can speak our minds and assemble with whomever we choose and worship as we please.
These are the aspirations that joined the fates of all nations in this city. These aspirations are bigger than anything that drives us apart. It is because of these aspirations that the airlift began. It is because of these aspirations that all free people – everywhere – became citizens of Berlin. It is in pursuit of these aspirations that a new generation – our generation – must make our mark on the world.
People of Berlin – and people of the world – the scale of our challenge is great. The road ahead will be long. But I come before you to say that we are heirs to a struggle for freedom. We are a people of improbable hope. With an eye toward the future, with resolve in our hearts, let us remember this history, and answer our destiny, and remake the world once again.
Greetings from the 61st floor
The aforementioned idiot-hotel is actually in the 94th tallest building in the US, not counting antennae. (By pinnacle height, it’s the 32nd.) It’s the 5th tallest in Atlanta. ATL’s number four is across the street, and is much cooler.
Attack of the Road Stupids
I’m traveling this week. Stupid abounds.
Starwood seems to be in a race to the bottom of customer service with, well, itself. The Westin Peachtree is charging for in-room internet, which is par for the course with so-called “full service” hotels (despite the fact that, in general, one’s customer service experience is far better at a business-focused hotel like a Homewood Suites). However, they’re doing it with real fuck-you aplomb here: it’s part of a $15 per day “unlimited phone and Internet” plan. The kicker? The “unlimited” phone refers only to local and toll-free calls; long-distance calls are charged at an exorbitant rate, of course, and never mind what someone might think “unlimited” means. The gotcha is only apparent if you’re cynical enough to ask (like me), or lawyerly enough to read the fine print. It’s tricks like this that make it clear what Starwood really thinks of their guests.
Starwood gets a twofer here: the Omni at CNN center is utterly devoid of service as well, but in new and interesting ways. They’re now charging $7 every 15 minutes to use their business center, and it doesn’t matter if you’re a guest or not. Once again, the biz-class chains are all over the so-called full-service joints on these points, leading me to once again declare the big lodges utter ripoffs hell-bent on nickel-and-dime policies that are completely customer hostile.
The security checkpoints in the building housing the Client this week are inconsistent with themselves. In the morning, at the front door, I was told not to worry about x-raying my wallet; after lunch, at the back door, much was made of the requirement to do exactly that. “Why?” your intrepid correspondent asked. “Well, because someone might have a razorblade or a handcuff key in there!” Fair enough. They x-rayed my wallet. They didn’t find the spare razorblade I keep in there. Nice job, guys.
WAIT THERE’S MORE: the Westin room-service menu is, by default, delivered on the TV only like some bizarre 70s-era vision of what the 21st century might be like. Ordering, however, must still be handled with the telephone. Fortunately, a print menu is available by request. I did, and I didn’t tip the bellman, and I’m not sorry, because this whole thing is just stupid.
How To Tell If You’re An Idiot
You set educational policy in Louisiana, where matters of personal conscience, not scientific consensus, determine whether or not creationism is taught in the classroom — under the guise of “academic freedom.”
The term “academic freedom” has historically been used to refer to the ability of tenured research faculty to work on whatever it is that interested them within their field (and that can be supported on its merits with publication). It ought not be used as a smokescreen for a bunch of non-publishing, non-researching halfwit redneck “educators” hell-bent on keeping wicked Darwin at bay.
Dept. of Excellent Developments
Mrs Heathen tells us that Ze Frank has a movie deal.
Dear Emmy People:
You all completely and totally suck. You just had one final chance to reward the best show to ever be on television with proper recognition, and you blew it. Instead:
“The Wire,” the just-ended, critically acclaimed HBO drama about police and drug dealers in Baltimore, lost its last shot at a best-drama nod after years of Emmy snubs. It received one nomination Thursday, for writing.
What got best drama nods? Lost, Mad Men, Damages, Boston fucking Legal, Dexter, and House. The Wire makes all those look like high-school plays. Seriously.
I’m having a fanboygasm as I type this
There’s a Watchmen trailer online.
What’s the Matter With Kansas? And What Can We Do About It?
Give this guy ten bucks. He’s running for the state house against a regressive fundie idiot, and so far he’s managed to pull within a few points of the incumbent in local polls. I gave him his $10; you should, too. Skip a latte or two. By the way, he’s currently got 2,326 donations. No candidate for state rep in Kansas has ever had more than 644 donors. Netroots isn’t just about Obama.
(Via BoingBoing.)
Dept. of HOLY CRAP
This isn’t really a celebs-in-swimsuits kind of blog, but for Helen Mirren in a bikini at 63, we’ll make an exception.
Holy Christ. I’m reminded of a conversation I I had with Mike years ago, after seeing then-70-year-old Paul Newman in something.
Mike: I hope we look that good when we’re 70.
Heathen: Mike, we don’t look that good NOW.
Via Mrs Heathen
Former DC resident that she is, Mrs H has been following not so much the Nationals as their enormous felt president mascots’ legraces and the shenanigans that ensue — and in particular the shockingly unjust treatment of our 26th president. Or the felt facsimile thereof, anyway. LET TEDDY WIN!
Wow.
I just had occasion to re-read Hunter S. Thompson’s post-9/11 column, and holy shit was he ever on top of things:
The towers are gone now, reduced to bloody rubble, along with all hopes for Peace in Our Time, in the United States or any other country. Make no mistake about it: We are At War now — with somebody — and we will stay At War with that mysterious Enemy for the rest of our lives.
It will be a Religious War, a sort of Christian Jihad, fueled by religious hatred and led by merciless fanatics on both sides. It will be guerilla warfare on a global scale, with no front lines and no identifiable enemy. Osama bin Laden may be a primitive “figurehead” — or even dead, for all we know — but whoever put those All-American jet planes loaded with All-American fuel into the Twin Towers and the Pentagon did it with chilling precision and accuracy. The second one was a dead-on bullseye. Straight into the middle of the skyscraper.
Nothing — even George Bush’s $350 billion “Star Wars” missile defense system — could have prevented Tuesday’s attack, and it cost next to nothing to pull off. Fewer than 20 unarmed Suicide soldiers from some apparently primitive country somewhere on the other side of the world took out the World Trade Center and half the Pentagon with three quick and costless strikes on one day. The efficiency of it was terrifying.
We are going to punish somebody for this attack, but just who or what will be blown to smithereens for it is hard to say. Maybe Afghanistan, maybe Pakistan or Iraq, or possibly all three at once. Who knows? Not even the Generals in what remains of the Pentagon or the New York papers calling for WAR seem to know who did it or where to look for them.
This is going to be a very expensive war, and Victory is not guaranteed — for anyone, and certainly not for anyone as baffled as George W. Bush. All he knows is that his father started the war a long time ago, and that he, the goofy child-President, has been chosen by Fate and the global Oil industry to finish it Now. He will declare a National Security Emergency and clamp down Hard on Everybody, no matter where they live or why. If the guilty won’t hold up their hands and confess, he and the Generals will ferret them out by force.
I’d give an awful lot to read what he’d have written during this campaign.
This is fantastic and adorable
How To Tell If You’re An Idiot
You set USB cable prices for OfficeMaxDepot. Actually, this may be an “asshole” and not an “idiot,” but either way they’re worthy of contempt.
I went over at lunch to get an extension cable to facilitate more comfortable Rock Band play in the Steel Heathen Lounge, and discovered all they had was a Belkin six-foot for twenty clams.
“Gee, that seems a little high, and plus I’d like a longer cable. What does Amazon have?” Enter the glorious iPhone, and I discovered they stock the same Belkin cable for less than six bucks. The local price is 333% of the Amazon price (and we have Prime, so there’s no shipping cost).
I expect a local premium in pricing to account for brick-and-mortar convenience, but I expect it to be ten or twenty percent. 233% more is “we see you coming, and we’re gonna fuck you” territory, and that’s the sort of thing people don’t like.
Information is easy to get. People don’t like being taken advantage of. Do the math.
SF to real life, via Florida
Some dude in Florida has built a working, autonomous sentry gun. The site includes prior prototypes as well as a video demo of the latest iteration. This one shoots paintballs, but the design is clearly intended to be flexible; he notes that the system will work with any gun with a pistol grip.
Paintballs, though, would be plenty to discourage nocturnal patio incursions. Mmmmm.
Wacky Cult Goes Bananas Over Magic Cracker
The story’s here, there’s followup here, and I found it here, with commentary I consider more or less spot on.
For the lazy: A student at the University of Central Florida left an on-campus Mass without eating his Jesus biscuit. Mayhem — including assault and death threats, and of course including apoplexy from fundies and mealy-mouthed commentary from halfwit university administrators — ensues. Note the absurd headlines and ledes in the Fox affiliates’ stories, by the way; they’d have us believe he was stealing something and holding it hostage, when in fact all he did was take something that was freely given and then not swallow it. Wack. O.
Whatever; we prefer the explosions
A Japanese construction firm has a new way to demolish old buildings. They start at the bottom. No, really. They do it a floor at a time, and then lower the remaining floors with huge jacks that replace the support columns. Lather, rinse, repeat. It’s apparently much more cost effective, and makes much less of a mess. There’s video.
But, as we noted: no boom. We like boom.
How To Tell Airlines Are Made Of Fail
The fact that the MiniMotel even exists.
Feeds may work again
I’m talking to the Typo people. This post is actually a test.
PhotoHeathen
Dept. of Excellent Customer Service
Back when Mrs Heathen and I tied the knot, we had the mandatory Williams-Sonoma registry. We got lots of lovely gifts, and some dupes, so after gift orgy subsided we took our excess bounty to the local shop to reconfigure. After we got everything we definitely wanted, we had some excess, so we did something nobody ever thinks they’ll do: we spent a bunch of money on a very attractive stainless-steel garbage can that, even worse, takes proprietary bags.
I don’t want to hurt any feelings, but this thing may be our best and most useful wedding gift, and anybody who gave us something from Wm-S can lay claim to a portion of our ongoing thanks. Bachelor that I was, I refused to spend money on something I was only going to put garbage in, so I had a nasty white plastic can from Target. It was white, and seemed to attract stains. The new one made a huge difference in the style of the kitchen, and definitely signaled some grown-up-ness. Plus, its wonderful lid is so adept at sealing in trash odor that it’s no longer obvious what we had for dinner. It’s amazing, really, and means that you needn’t waste bag capacity by immediately emptying the garbage just because you threw away fish heads, for example.
So we like it.
Anyway, it came from Wms-S, but it’s made by SimpleHuman. A couple weeks ago, it broke. Not horribly, but enough to be annoying. The lid is a tap-to-spring open kind of affair, and the mechanism to make it spring open stopped working. The seal’s still good, but you have to open it manually, which means more gross things tend to end up on the lid. Mrs Heathen called to inquire about repair, and something wonderful happened.
First, she got a real human in about 45 seconds.
Second, the real human interrupted her story to find out our mailing address. “Why?” “So we can send you your new lid.” “Don’t you need a receipt or store or a credit card number or something?” “Oh, no. You should get your replacement in a couple weeks.”
Excellent.
How To Tell If You’re An Idiot
Today’s geekiest, and snarkiest, post
Check out this old version of the Wikipedia page comparing file systems. Note: most of you will not get this.
We love this a whole lot
You’d think that, in a post-Borat world, it would get harder for Sacha Baron Cohen to pull of his stunts, but apparently not, at least in Arkansas:
LITTLE ROCK, Ark. — Crowds in Arkansas came for the lure of cage fighting and $1 beer, but police say what they got instead was men ripping each others’ clothes off and kissing … a stunt suspected of being orchestrated by Sacha Baron Cohen of “Borat” fame.
“We had a contract for cage fighting. We were deceived,” said Dwight Duncan, president and CEO of Four States Fair Grounds in Texarkana, where the first of two Arkansas fights raised suspicions last month.
Cell Phone FAIL
Palm, on the heels of their 4th straight quarter of losses, has decided to challenge the iPhone in a bold new way: they’re releasing a new version of their Centro handheld that’s a completely new color.
On Friday. The same day as the iPhone 3G launch.
Brilliant move, guys. Really.
(Via Gruber.)
This guy is my new hero
From the News &Observer:
RALEIGH – L.F. Eason III gave up the only job he’d ever had rather than lower a flag to honor former U.S. Sen. Jesse Helms.
Eason, a 29-year veteran of the state Department of Agriculture, instructed his staff at a small Raleigh lab not to fly the U.S. or North Carolina flags at half-staff Monday, as called for in a directive to all state agencies by Gov. Mike Easley.
When a superior ordered the lab to follow the directive, Eason decided to retire rather than pay tribute to Helms. After several hours’ delay, one of Eason’s employees hung the flags at half-staff.
Bravo. His email message to co-workers is also worth reading:
“This is in no way a political decision. I simply do not feel it is appropriate to honor a person whose epitaph of government service was to have voted against or blocked every civil rights issue that came before the US Congress. His doctrine of negativity, hate, and prejudice cost North Carolina and our Nation much that we may never regain.”
Excerpts from an e-mail message that Eason sent later that same day to Gov. Mike Easley and state Agriculture Commissioner Steve Troxler:
“I made a decision to refuse to lower our flags at the NC Standards Laboratory to half mast in honor of Jesse Helms as soon as I heard of his death. I cannot in good conscience honor such a man who fought so hard against Civil and Human Rights throughout his life. Even to his death bed, he refused to apologize for the damage he caused. Now, I stand by this decision. It is a personal decision, but obviously affects my job at the lab. It has been over ruled by Division and Departmental Management and as I look out my window, I’m ashamed to see the flags lowered.
North Carolina and the US cannot escape that, at the end of the day, Jesse Helms stood for evil. It made me angry to see local flags at half mast after his death, Senator or no. I’m glad at least one person was willing to stand up to that madness.
(Hat tip to Rob.)
Spot On
Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull: The Abridged Script is friggin’ hilarious. Enjoy.
Not a lot to argue with here
A List Of People Who Should Stop Writing Software. Example:
Printer Manufacturers: A Printer driver is a folder with one “.ini” file, and a couple of “.dll”s and that’s it. It is not a 50 MB download. It is not an IE Toolbar, and Side Pane. It is not half-baked photo software. It is not a splash screen when your computer starts. It is not a tray icon.
As it turns out, shit DOES tend to improve over time
AT least ‘lectronic stuff, anyhow.
Heathen Central’s 3rd stereo receiver — after 1988’s entry-level Pioneer (RIP) and 1992’s $1,000 Onkyo battleship (still in limited service in Heathen HQ’s office) — has gone the way of all circuits. This is somewhat irritating, since it wasn’t cheap and has been in for repairs once already despite its relative youth (b. in late 2000 or early 2001; we forget, but it was soon after our acquisition of the Steel Treehouse Lodge (tm pending)). The 2000-era box — an Arcam AVR100 — was nice enough, and did the New Fanciness of both Dolby Digital and DTS, so we were very happy with it. Except for a few things.
Problem the First was that, unlike some of the fancier models of its era, renaming inputs wasn’t possible. No receiver anywhere, I’m convinced, actually has the correct equipment plugged into every port, and for lots of good reasons, but having customizable text on the screen means at least some positive feedback is possible for the operator (i.e., when you’ve got the TV plugged into VCR for input-scarcity reasons, it’s nice if the screen says “TV” anyway).
Problem the Second was an unfortunately made bet w/r/t digital audio bus inputs. Back in the day, everything was on a pair of RCA cables, one left channel and one right, but with multichannel came the need for, well, more than that (Dolby Digital has 6 distinct channels). Digital cabling solved the problem, but there were two main contenders for plug type: Coaxial and optical. The Arcam has two coax but only one optical input, but the market has since settled on optical. Oops. Double oops since Heathen HQ has optical inputs coming from the Tivo, the XBox, and the streaming music from the Airport Express (heretofore routed through an outboard D/A; we only did cable swap between the Tivo and XBox).
Problem the Third was video switching, meaning the “stereo” controls both what you hear and what you see on the TV. Receivers as old as the Onkyo would try to do this, but they could only handle composite video — i.e., single-RCA plug video feeds that, quite frankly, look like ass even with plain-jane cable TV. In a world of 1080i, that’s just not enough. Even in 2000, the solution wasn’t good enough — the Aardvark will switch S-Video (good enough for standard-resolution DirecTV), but nothing better, so using the DVD player or the XBox meant switching inputs on both the receiver and the TV, which got direct feeds from the higher-resolution sources.
Combine all three of these issues, and you get a situation wherein I once typed up a three-page guide for a long-term houseguest just so she could watch TV when Mrs. Heathen and I were out.
Well, now that the Arcam’s dead, we have a new sheriff in town in a little Yamaha amp, and it gleefully solves all these problems.
First, inputs are re-nameable onscreen, so when you scroll the Input knob, you see a word that means something for the local setup. Even better, the Yamaha line comes with four big round buttons square in the front of the box called “Scenes;” these amount to input-and-surround-setting macros you can configure for easy access. At the Steel Treehouse Lounge, #1 is the new Tivo; #2 is the old Tivo (shut up); #3 is the DVD player on stereo-only with all DSP and processing bypassed; and #4 is for DVD movies; each of these also gets its own, human-created name, so it’s clear when you hit one of the buttons what the gig is. No muss, no fuss, and certainly no 3-page instruction manuals for visiting playwrights.
Second, the digital bus problem is solved in spades, again with a bit of a one-two punch. It’s got enough of the right plugs for us, which is great, but you can also reassign the higher-resolution plugs on the back (i.e., the inputs for digital audio (coax & optical), HDMI, and component video) to the input slots arbitrarily to better suit your configuration. It’s part of the same interface you use for changing input names.
Finally, the video switching problem is dead, dead, dead. Only two remotes live on the coffeetable now: Tivo and receiver. There’s no need to switch TV inputs now, since everything goes through the receiver — and will continue to do so well into the future. (The receiver is actually smarter than the TV now, since the 2001-era TV doesn’t know from HDMI.)
As a bonus? The Yamaha had a lower number on its price tag than either the Onkyo or the Arcam, which means it’s actually MUCH MUCH cheaper if you adjust for inflation — about half the price of the Onkyo in 2007 dollars, and 2/3 that of the Arcam.
One less bigot.
Anti-civil-rights senator Jesse Helms has finally gone to his eternal reward. Good riddance.
Betty Bowers has a fine list of quotes from the late Senator.
Today
When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed.
This isn’t just what we believe. It’s what is TRUE. People have rights, period. Governments do not grant them; governments are created to secure them.
Somewhere along the way, this administration forgot — or abandoned — these ideals.
Two words that should make you very, very happy
Ah, Fox. Don’t ever change, okay?
Annoyed at a perceived slight by some NYT reporters, Fox News ran photos of the men that had been edited to make them ugly — receding hairlines, yellow teeth, exaggerated features, etc. Click the link for Media Matters’ coverage, which includes side-by-side comparisons of the original photos and the Fox versions.
Dept. of Shit We Thought We’d Posted
In the afternoon of deck-clearing, we find this MeFi post which refers to this NYT story about a New York apartment remodeling job that included, unbidden, a sequence of puzzles the owners eventually figured out. There’s a slideshow as well. File under “what you can get for $8 million,” we reckon, but it’s still cool as hell. I mean, hello: secret compartments! Codes! What’s not to like?
What happens if you put TV in a blender?
You get TV with no context at all, which must be part of the point of this bit of web goodness. (Via JWZ.)
Pay Attention
Bruce Schneier explains why killswitches are a bad idea. Basically, it comes down to a question of whether or not items you buy are owned by you, or by others.
People seem to continually forget to ask “what will happen with this new regulation or feature is misused?” when they ask for schemes like this. It’s not a question of whether it’ll be hacked; it’s a question of when.
This is the geekiest thing I’ll post all week
Someone has figured out the rough size, shape, and density of Azeroth, i.e. the world in which World of Warcraft takes place, based on observable in-game experiments.
And, ye, verily, the judical smackdown continues
From Scalzi:
With some derision for the Bush administration’s arguments, a three-judge panel said the government contended that its accusations against the detainee should be accepted as true because they had been repeated in at least three secret documents.
The court compared that to the absurd declaration of a character in the Lewis Carroll poem “The Hunting of the Snark”: “I have said it thrice: What I tell you three times is true.”
“This comes perilously close to suggesting that whatever the government says must be treated as true,” said the panel of the Court of Appeals for the District of Columbia Circuit.
Dept. of GAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
There’s some gold in the comments, btw.
Mmmmmm
Dept. of Illuminating Graphs
Check out this post over at the Agitator, especially if you still think of the GOP as the party of fiscal responsibility and limited government.
You may want to check those figures, Howie
Via John Gruber’s Daring Fireball, we find this amusing story, wherein Sony CEO Howard Stringer contrasts Apple and Sony: “Apple is a marvelous company, but it is a boutique. We are a giant conglomerate.”
Well, maybe so, but here’s Gruber’s take:
As for just how giant, Sony’s current market cap is about $44 billion. The boutique’s market cap is about three times larger, at $149 billion. In terms of net income for the most recently reported financial year, Sony’s was $3.7 billion; Apple’s was $3.5 billion.
Heh.
It just goes to show you that few things cannot be improved by Mexican wrestling masks
Ladies and gentlemen: Los Straitjackets perform My Heart Will Go On:
LA LA LA LA LA LA I CAN’T HEAR YOU
TPM:
The Bush Administration’s newest tactic for policymaking is to ignore emails.
The New York Times reports today that White House officials simply refused to open an email from the EPA last year because they knew it contained a policy recommendation they didn’t like — part of the Administration’s on-going battle with scientists at the EPA over global warming issues.
The document, which ended up in e-mail limbo, without official status, was the E.P.A.’s answer to a 2007 Supreme Court ruling that required it to determine whether greenhouse gases represent a danger to health or the environment, the officials said.
These clowns can’t be out of office soon enough. The damage they’ve done to our country will take a generation to repair.
You can’t tell me this phrase doesn’t make you giggle a little
WANT.
Dear Intarwub: Please buy us this sink. kthxbi.
Today’s Mistargeted Spam
From: (forged)
Subject: Get your watch now
Date: June 26, 2008 5:54:24 PM CDT
To: Chief HeathenDid you watch the last 007 flick, Casino Royale? If you did, you probably noticed that all throughout the movie, James Bond wears an spectacularly beautiful Omega watch… and he even brags about it! How would you like to be wearing that same exact model watch?
What, you mean like this?
You All Just Better Get Used To The Idea
Vice President Chet? It could happen.
Delightful
Rightwing fruitcake fundie James Dobson is upset that Obama knows the Bible is a poor choice for a governing document.
In comments aired on his radio show Tuesday, Focus on the Family founder James Dobson criticized the presumptive Democratic presidential nominee for comments he made in a June 2006 speech to the liberal Christian group Call to Renewal.
In the speech, Obama suggested that it would be impractical to govern based solely on the word of the Bible, noting that some passages suggest slavery is permissible and eating shellfish is disgraceful.
“Which passages of scripture should guide our public policy?” Obama asked in the speech. “Should we go with Leviticus, which suggests slavery is OK and that eating shellfish is an abomination? Or we could go with Deuteronomy, which suggests stoning your child if he strays from the faith? Or should we just stick to the Sermon on the Mount?
“So before we get carried away, let’s read our Bible now,” Obama said, to cheers. “Folks haven’t been reading their Bible.”
and
Dobson also takes aim at Obama for suggesting in the speech that those motivated by religion should attempt to appeal to broader segments of the population by not just framing their arguments around religious precepts.
“Democracy demands that the religiously motivated translate their concerns into universal rather than religion-specific values,” Obama said. “It requires their proposals be subject to argument and amenable to reason.”
Keep digging, Jimmy. Keep digging.
Marriott Redux
The designers are clearly on crack, but the staff isn’t.
The bad news, then, is that I have to put pants on. But the good news is that my pants-wearing is so the hotel staff can bring me another TV, and a piece of furniture to put it on, so that the hotel room works like every other hotel room in America.
Wacky.