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What is Propaganda?
Stephanie and I have been arguing about what constitutes propaganda. She studied it in her Master’s Degree program but came to the conclusion that virtually all media is propaganda. I find that a very unsatisfying conclusion. If almost everything is propaganda then almost nothing is. It reminds me of climate science. People spend decades studying…
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Out on the Town
I got dressed today. I went out of the house today. I did my good deed. I’m waiting for Stephanie to return with groceries. Then I can take off my shoes and maybe later hop in the shower. Everyone is alive. Little victories.
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The Chores Piled Up
This is the first time I’ve been dressed in days. I’m still feeling a little run over from the bug that hit our house and hit it hard. But the trash from the past few days had piled up at the front door. It was as you might imagine particularly nasty trash. So I got…
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Arguing for Free Speech
There are some pretty repulsive things that I still think people should be able to say. Holocaust denial seems stupid but how are we going to correct that stupidity if it is not out in the open. White supremacy (or black separatism) is racist and wrong, but would rather have it spoken openly than festering…
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Sick: Day Two
I’ve definitely got the flu. I’m stuffed up. I don’t want to eat. I have kept a whole wheat hot dog bun down. Lots of liquids. Having trouble resting. Migraine meds. Naproxen PM. My mouth feels worse than it usually does. Water and carrot juice taste metallic. Gatorade doesn’t however taste any different. There’s snow…
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I’m sick.
The working theory is that Stephanie and I picked up a stomach flu. I feel like I’ve been hit by a train. I slept on and off for nearly twenty hours. It has not been an awesome day.
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Corporate Consultant
I could probably be a corporate consultant but my heart would never be in it. Not weird and awesome enough.
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Family Shopping Trip
Stephanie, our two youngest sons, and I took a trip to Target. I like these trips. They get us all out of the house. They get the boys out into the community. And they put our family in context locally. Well, maybe not the last one. I’d be surprised if anyone remembers us going to…