Tuesday, November 30, 2004

The theory of gravity is just a theory..not a fact

I try to keep an open mind about religious people, but then I read articles like this one . "Intelligent design" is being taught as an alternative to evolution in public schools.

This quotes a keeper:

"There's only one creator, and it has to be God," said Rebecca Cashman, 16, a sophomore at Dover High. She frowned when asked to recollect what she learned about evolution at school last year. "Evolution -- is that the Darwin theory?" Cashman shook her head. "I don't know just what he was thinking!"

Sigh. The folks on the school board who voted against it resigned in protest

...and this is why i can't keep an open mind about religion. And of course, people on the right scream that I'm a hypocrite. Liberals talk about tolerance and keeping an open mind, but here I am saying that their view is wrong. They're right. It is hypocritical. Liberals need to stand up and call people on their bullshit. All beliefs aren't created equal.

Harvard Sucks

These kids make me proud to be an eli.

Apparently since the message was only visible from the other side of the field (the yale side), they actually held it up twice. beautiful.

Monday, November 29, 2004

Where in the world is Suriname?

Every couple of years, a study comes out showing how bad Americans are at geography. An embarrasingly high percentage of Americans think Canada is south of the boarder or can't find D.C. on a map, and inevitably, this causes the media to go apeshit, parents to get pissed, and liberal elitest bluestaters (like myself) to kick back and feel mildly superior to the ignorant masses.

The newest report doesn't try to be scientific, but does allow you to see how you match up against your countrymen and enjoy some humility pie.

The Geography Olympics was started by former engineer Roger Andresen, whose goal is to educate the public on geographic book learnin'. Players have 200 seconds to locate 10 randomly selected countries. Players from the U.S. rank 113th behind players from Suriname and Malawi (forget, for a moment, the selection pool/size problem....62 people from Malawi vs. 57,230 Americans).


I scored an embarrasing 60% on the quiz, doing zilch to improve the U.S. ranking.

C-SPAN gets down and dirty

Wonkette reports the broadcasting of porn on C-Span. The national institute of the family and media gave its annual uncensored briefing on what sexy sexy things are appearing in the media. The full frontal nudity and computer animated sex is kind of dull, but I was strangely turned on by watching Joe Lieberman watch soft-core porn.

The original broadcast can be seen here ....and yes, it's possible to fast forward to the good bits.

tee vee

To end the post-turkey posting drought, I'm posting an article from slate on an alternative to the Murdoch-owned-dish-network-whose-name-we-must-not-mention. The company is Voom and it offers a huge variety of high definition channels.

If you don't have a high definition TV, don't run out and buy one just yet. Due to some new plant openings, the price of an LCD flatscreen is going to drop dramatically. Don't believe me? Read here . A VP at sears predicts that in 18 months, 20 inch sets that are currently $700-$800 dollars will drop to below $300.

Sunday, November 21, 2004

My Homer Simpson Moment

So the other day I decided that if I was going to force myself to sit through this ridiculous class, I was going to have to bribe myself with some m&m's. After eating them out of my cargo-pocket during class, a post-class inspection turned up a few more in the deep recesses of my pocket. After enjoying these lint-laced treats, I went back to see if there was maybe one more I had missed, and to my great disappointment turned up only a quarter.

via lardlad.com.

pictures from fallujah

If you were feeling happy for no reason today, here's a way to put an end to it. A friend of a friend has posted photos from the battle of Fallujah that you won't see on the news.



Click here

From the site:

"...look at the pictures and make up your own mind. if our cause is just then we should not fear witnessing its cost."

The people who started the site have begun to receive death threats.

Friday, November 19, 2004

are you ready for the football?

When I heard about the controversy surrounding the much discussed intro to monday night football, I licked my lips with anticipation. I put on some romantic music, opened a bottle of wine, and downloaded the clip.

Frankly I was disgusted. All I got was a naked back. NYPD Blue has at least one ass viewing a show, and all I get to see was a towel and some bad acting. Of course, this has caused a number folks to get their panties up in a bunch. Today in the Times , Dan Rooney, the chair of the Pittsburgh Steelers, wrote an op-ed piece on his disappointment in the clip. He's not angry at the use of sex to promote football....He's most disgusted by the depiction of a player bailing a game for sex:

"I thought it was disgraceful. Worst was that it used one of our players in uniform in the locker room - who claimed that 'the team's going to have to win without me.' That is not N.F.L. football".

Nice one, Dan. Anonymous sex and social irresponsibility has never had a place in the N.F.L.

I'm going to start watching Canadian football .

Remember your seuss?

Just stumbled upon this from good ol' Dr Seuss and thought it might be a perfect way to kick off the weekend... By the way, he wrote this about Hitler way back in the day. Funny how it rings true with you know who today...
On the far-away island of Sala-ma-Sond,

Yertle the Turtle was king of the pond.
A nice little pond. It was clean. It was neat.
The water was warm. There was plenty to eat.
The turtles had everything turtles might need.
And they were all happy. Quite happy indeed.

They were... untill Yertle, the king of them all,
Decided the kingdom he ruled was too small.
"I'm ruler", said Yertle, "of all that I see.
But I don't see enough. That's the trouble with me.
With this stone for a throne, I look down on my pond
But I cannot look down on the places beyond.
This throne that I sit on is too, too low down.
It ought to be higher!" he said with a frown.
"If I could sit high, how much greater I'd be!
What a king! I'd be ruler of all that I see!"

So Yertle, the Turtle King, lifted his hand
And Yertle, the Turtle King, gave a command.
He ordered nine turtles to swim to his stone
And, using these turtles, he built a new throne.
He made each turtle stand on another one's back
And he piled them all up in a nine-turtle stack.
And then Yertle climbed up. He sat down on the pile.
What a wonderful view! He could see 'most a mile!
"All mine!" Yertle cried. "Oh, the things I now rule!
I'm the king of a cow! And I'm the king of a mule!
I'm the king of a house! And, what's more, beyond that
I'm the king of a blueberry bush and a cat!
I'm Yertle the Turtle! Oh, marvelous me!
For I am the ruler of all that I see!"

And all through the morning, he sat up there high
Saying over and over, "A great king am I!"
Until 'long about noon. Then he heard a faint sigh.
"What's that?" snapped the king
And he looked down the stack.
And he saw, at the bottom, a turtle named Mack.
Just a part of his throne. And this plain little turtle
Looked up and he said, "Beg your pardon, King Yertle.
I've pains in my back and my shoulders and knees.
How long must we stand here, Your Majesty, please?"
"SILENCE!" the King of the Turtles barked back.
"I'm king, and you're only a turtle named Mack."
"You stay in your place while I sit here and rule.
I'm the king of a cow! And I'm the king of a mule!
I'm the king of a house! And a bush! And a cat!
But that isn't all. I'll do better than that!

My throne shall be higher!" his royal voice thundered,
"So pile up more turtles! I want 'bout two hundred!"
"Turtles! More turtles!" he bellowed and brayed.
And the turtles 'way down in the pond were afraid.
They trembled. They shook. But they came. They obeyed.
From all over the pond, they came swimming by dozens.
Whole families of turtles, with uncles and cousins.
And all of them stepped on the head of poor Mack.
One after another, they climbed up the stack.
Then Yertle the Turtle was perched up so high,
He could see fourty miles from his throne in the sky!
"Hooray!" shouted Yertle. "I'm the king of the trees!
I'm king of the birds! And I'm king of the bees!
I'm king of the butterflies! King of the air!
Ah, me! What a throne! What a wonderful chair!
I'm Yertle the Turtle! Oh, marvelous me!
For I am the ruler of all that I see!"

Then again, from below, in the great heavy stack,
Came a groan from that plain little turtle named Mack.
"Your Majesty, please... I don't like to complain,
But down here below, we are feeling great pain.
I know, up on top you are seeing great sights,
But down here at the bottom we, too, should have rights.
We turtles can't stand it. Our shells will all crack!
Besides, we need food. We are starving!" groaned Mack.

"You hush up your mouth!" howled the mighty King Yertle.
"You've no right to talk to the world's highest turtle.
I rule from the clouds! Over land! Over sea!
There's nothing, no, NOTHING, that's higher than me!"

But, while he was shouting, he saw with suprise
That the moon of the evening was starting to rise
Up over his head in the darkening skies.
"What's THAT?" snorted Yertle. "Say, what IS that thing
That dares to be higher than Yertle the King?
I shall not allow it! I'll go higher still!
I'll build my throne higher! I can and I will!
I'll call some more turtles. I'll stack 'em to heaven!
I need 'bout five thousand, six hundred and seven!"

But, as Yertle, the Turtle King, lifted his hand
And started to order and give the command,
That plain little turtle below in the stack,
That plain little turtle whose name was just Mack,
Decided he'd taken enough. And he had.
And that plain little lad got a bit mad.
And that plain little Mack did a plain little thing.
He burped!
And his burp shook the throne of the king!

And Yertle the Turtle, the king of the trees,
The king of the air and the birds and the bees,
The king of a house and a cow and a mule...
Well, that was the end of the Turtle King's rule!
For Yertle, the King of all Sala-ma-Sond,
Fell off his high throne and fell Plunk! in the pond!

And tosay the great Yertle, that Marvelous he,
Is King of the Mud. That is all he can see.
And the turtles, of course... all the turtles are free
As turtles and, maybe, all creatures should be.

Thursday, November 18, 2004

Da Onion

I'm coming a bit late to the party, but I assume you've all seen the onion take on the election? http://www.theonion.com/news/index.php?issue=4045

If not, it's worth a read. Condie Rice, eh? I'm sure she'll go down like a lead balloon at the EU. You know, going down on her knees praying of course. Ah, dickjokes, nothing like 'em ;)

Running Man

I was in the midwest earlier this week, flying from a major university town to Chicago. I had the pleasure of sitting in front of two evangelical christians, who spent the entire flight talking loudly about their hatred of gays, evolution, the liberal media, the liberal academy, and their love of W. They were happy that finally, the liberal media would realize that mainstream America is fairly conservative, and that they personally would no longer be painted as right wing nuts. The professorial looking guy across the row from me looked pretty pissed, but i just found it depressing. Click here for scary statistics.

For those of you who do believe in evolution, both the Times and the BBC report a new study in nature that argues that the human form may have been an adaptation for running long distances.


Why does Baby got back?
"...humans evolved big buttocks, a balanced head and longer legs to help gather food."

Nice one.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Why I'm joining the ACLU

If I were writing this movie, these people and the people who ban halloween would meet their end by being turned into toads and dropped in the middle of a minefield.

The Presinator

Yes, it's true. You can help put 100,000 more kindergarten cops on the street. And get our asses to mars, for real, bitches.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

sex research

Just in time for the new movie about the life of Alfred Kinsey, the Times has an article about sex research in America today. If you're a sex researcher (and I'm talking a real sex researcher, not Dr. Phil), watch out. Basic research in the physiology of sex and sexual behavior is at risk.

Here's one enlightened conservative comment:

"We know the formula for sexual health, which is sex within a monogamous lifelong relationship," said the Rev. Peter Sprigg, director of marriage and family studies for the Family Research Council, a conservative lobbying group based in Washington. "Studying permutations of it, we think, is an effort, like Kinsey's, to change the sexual mores of the society so that what most people consider deviant behaviors look more normal."

Not all of us have such easy access to altar boys.

Conservatives have also targeted programs that have clear social value. Johns Hopkins Magazines reports that NIH is being pressured to cut grants for research on aids, drug abuse, and sex workers (no more field work at the Mustang Ranch ). I'm sure things will only get better over the next four years.

Patience, Luke...

Yeah, we're not super duper popular yet... just like high school *sigh*.

Anyway, I was looking at the still-being-calculated results of the "election", and the numbers for DC are amazing. Check it out: Bush 9.23%, Kerry 89.32%. Wowie.

You know what scares me? The teaser trailer for Revenge of the Sith, which is very cool looking and gives me a shred of hope that the movie won't completely suck. Just like I had a shred of hope that Kerry would win.

Please, Lucas, don't fuck up this one. I don't think I can take any more disappointment.

P.S. Go to this site and click on "egg song" (in the upper right hand corner). It takes a while to load, but it's worth it. I promise.

Wednesday, November 10, 2004


While Shannon and Deo post respectable links, i will continue to post the political equivalent of dick jokes. .

Overnight Sensations

Well, it's been almost a week, and the IM still isn't a nationwide phenomenon...I want my money back.

You should do your sense of humor a favor and check out Not Nick Nolte's Diary ... In the comments, I'll post the Times article that explains it all.

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

all apologies

Here at the Immoral Minority, we care about the truth. Art tried to verify the state by state IQ data he used in his analysis of voting patterns, and couldn't find anything solid, so we pulled it.

I apologize.

To make it up to you, I'll pass along a site my buddy Kyle's wife recommended (still with me?). If you'd like to apologize to the rest of the world on behalf of the U.S., click here .

Monday, November 08, 2004

Election Reflections

1. Maps: A whole boatload can be found here , slicing and dicing the results. One which might be of interest to the two americas/Jesustan people is the Purple America map, which shows that some of the red states are more purple than stereotypes might indicate. Of course it also shows that some blue states are looking a little redder than we might like.

2. Fraud: Not holding out any particular hope, but as a rational man, I'd like a convincing explanation as to how exit polling in Fla. and Ohio gave such a different picture of the outcome than the actual vote totals. IS it creepy that no-one in the "mainstream" media is raising even a whisper about this? not even a "Hmm, that's interesting, how did it happen?" One thing that is clearly necessary is a verifiable paper trail for all electronic voting machines. I mean, who is against this? Don't answer that.

3. Jiu-jitsu: This is the term some of my favorite blogs use for a tried-and-true republican debating technique. Namely, taking a democratic issue or accusation, and rather than debating or answering it, instead just accusing the democrats of whatever it was, only worse. E.g. voter fraud & intimidation, capaigning on fear, funding "shadowy" 527 ads,... The media then of course reports that there are allegations on "both sides" and ask "when will the dirty politics stop?" without actually verifying the facts of the case. Bastards.

4. Framing. There's been a lot of buzz about George Lakoff for his comments that democrats don't just need facts on their side, they need to do a better job of framing the debates in terms or "frames" that favor their point of view. While I don't think this is especially a revelation--the "pro-choice" and "pro-life" people figured this out long ago, I think he's correct that the democrats need to put a lot more time, effort and $$$ to get their side out through think tanks and opinion media.

5. Polls: The one thing I did pre-election which was inarguably a waste of time was following polling data, historical trends and the like. Basically I learned that about half the country favored each guy, but the race was "too close to call." That and interminable pages of prose about ordinary americans and what they like. yeesh.

6. MoveOn. I did a bunch of canvassing in my neighborhood, essentially pestering my neighbors to vote, under the auspices of MoveOn. What I like about these guys is that they have cojones to take strong stands and aren't cowed by the right wing noise machine. There's a lot of grassroots energy there, a lot of creativity, and hopefully a movement that continues to grow.

7. Blogs. There are 4 political blogs that I read every day for at least the past year: Atrios, dailyKOS (pronounced as in "daily dose"), talking points memo, and this modern world. Each has a different focus, and I think they complement each other well. Besides getting news that somehow my local paper buried on pg. E27, I found the assortment of political junkies who read and comment on these sites to be a reassuring sign that I am not living in some alternate reality. Or at least I'm not alone there.

8. Palli. Duane, don't mind my officemate palli. he's a little bit of a redneck, but thankfully due to some events in his past, he's not entitled to vote under US law.

9. Pittsburgh. Just went to a meeting tonight of some locals who are interested in transitioning to some local issues. So now I'm off to try to save public transit in pgh. Wish me luck.

Sunday, November 07, 2004

where i've been

I'm procrastinating. I could be analyzing data or I could be surfing the web for sites like this one. You enter where you've been and it gives you a map.


I guess I'm not as well traveled as I'd like to think.



D. F. Wallace

David Foster Wallace reviews Edwin Williamson's newest Borges biography in the Times today...and by review I mean trashes. Note Wallace's trademark footnotes and the use of the word "bluck". WTF?

Saturday, November 06, 2004

is fundamentalism a mental illness?

I'm posting another letter from Art, a psychologist in California. Frankly, I agree with a lot of what's said below, but I don't think fundamentalism is necessarily the problem, but I'll have my say in the comments. Here's the letter:

This election seems to have been about Bush and Jesus. It was a moral victory wrote one Ohio newspaper, a victory for the power of Christianity. So then I want to express my opinion about the election on that basis.

The records about Jesus portray a good person, preaching about love, generosity, nonviolence, turning the other cheek, and the like. As far as I know, Jesus himself never said anything about gays, evolution, or preemptive war. So in my opinion this election had nothing to do with anything Jesus stood for. The election was about war, power, and money. Jesus’ name was used to achieve a political advantage by Bush and his party because they were correctly convinced it would help him to get elected. Bush’s aggressive, arrogant, and cowardly behavior is about as far from the principles of Jesus as the terrorists actions are from the principles of the Koran.

But the people who voted for Bush because of religious ideation are even more disturbing. They believe in things that were in vogue during the dark ages. They lack a sense of reality. As a psychologist I have come to realize that Christian fundamentalism is a form of mental illness. It is a form of psychosis where normal judgment processes for deciding what is real and unreal are suspended, and are replaced with an obsession for justifying beliefs using interpretations of an ancient religious book. Logic is suspended even in the face of overwhelming contradictions. Furthermore, the belief that Christians should vote for Bush because he will use the presidency to advance their religious agendas about abortion, gays, gay marriages, and stem cell research is indicative of dangerous zealous fixation. Such voters cannot originate thoughts about what the consequences will be if too much fundamentalism in religion is infused into our politics and into the legal system of our country.

We are approaching the time when more children in the Bush-voting states are developing religious psychosis than are learning reasoning and mathematics. In a Gallop survey, more than 40% of American Christians endorsed the statement that God made man in his present form about 10,000 years ago. They actually are waiting for the day of “rapture” when Jesus will return to earth to kill everyone but them. So I suggest the most important thing about this election is that it signals the beginning of a formal transition of large parts of our nation from a first-world community into a third-world community – a process resulting from a religious-centered illness spreading across the nation.

Well things have gone far enough. Its time to tell it as it is – these people are mentally ill. I name the disorder “fundamentalism psychosis” or synonymously, “fanatical psychosis.” Fundamentalism psychosis affects functioning in much the same way as opium. It dulls the intellect and sufferers experience a kind of euphoria, rather than pain. Fundamentalism psychosis is severe in its extreme forms, because the afflicted are hysterically intolerant of the ideas of non-suffers, believing that even the most innocent are destined for an eternity in their hell. Furthermore, fundamentalism psychotics are more hopelessly in denial than even the most severe alcoholics. However, afflicted persons usually are able to sustain fairly normal jobs and personal activities. So unlike traditionally defined forms of psychosis, fundamentalism psychotics can take care of themselves pretty well. But religion, and its psychotic extreme, is a social activity and seriously impaired functioning is expressed at the societal level. Acting together in groups, fundamentalism psychotics can deprive others of their rights, especially non sufferers, and even block established productive and rational activities such as scientific inquiry, legal scholarship, and inter-group diplomacy.

Accordingly, I propose that we make it a national priority to develop diagnostic assessment procedures that can identify harmful forms of the illness. There already is evidence that brain imaging techniques can help to distinguish the fanatical malfunctioning brain from the normal brain. It is in our national interest that we begin diagnosis, prevention and treatment programs to curb the further spread of fanatical psychosis within our society. Then this would leave us with normal religious people who are primarily focused on the principles of Jesus’ teaching, such as love, generosity, nonviolence, turning the other cheek, and the like.


Good Times!


I'm hearing a lot of talks from folks who say they're moving to Canada. Slate even has a spread on it today. Isn't that a bit drastic? The draft hasn't even started yet. Plus, it's cold up there. Dahlia Lithwick points out that the whole place is north of Buffalo and Green Bay. If you're really desparate you can always be a mail order bride or groom for some kind Canadian.

Friday, November 05, 2004

Just a little more wallowing...

I don't want to turn this into a political rant-a-thon, which is like a walk-a-thon with 14% less spandex, but a friend just emailed yet another article (click on the title to read it) about voter fraud and it got me all het up again. Now, I knew that stories of fraud were going to bandied about, but why are all of the stories I hear about the suppression or destruction of votes in areas with republican commissioners or perpetrated by republican volunteers? Has anyone found a case of a bizarre computer error making all the machines tally up more votes for Kerry? Have volunteers been harrassing rich white guys at the polling places? (we're not counting deo) Seriously, I want to hear those stories... I want equality in my corruption! Well, not really, but I think you know where I'm coming from. Blah.

Okay, I'm done. I promise. Time to get over it.

Now for something totally unrelated:

A really good place to go to look up new movies is rottentomatoes.com. It compiles a ton of movie reviews, using a very complex and arcane process I call math, and comes up with a handy dandy percentage of positive reviews versus negative. I know a lot of people who say reviewers are full of crap and movies are subjective, blah blah blah, and to them I say: yes, movies are subjective, but when 97 reviewers out of 100 say a movie is a complete and utter mess and the three positive reviews are from local papers from some town in Mississippi with a population of 6, I think you can trust that said movie is perhaps a little less than oscar-worthy. That's a rather bad analogy, considering they'll give anyone an oscar these days, but garbage is garbage, kids.

Here are a few other things that kept me from jumping off a cliff this week:
Hob Nobs, Ben & Jerry's, Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas, and Lazlo Bane's album, 11 Transistor.

Thursday, November 04, 2004


Ok, this is going to be my last political post for a while per Deo's comments on the previous post. This shit is too depressing. I went through all the typical stages of grieving: depression, anger, approximately 10 hours of Grand Theft Auto (the release of which was clearly timed to suppress turnout among 18 to 30 yr olds), and finally acceptance.

I got an email from my pal Becky, who is currently living in London, with a link too a terrific rant. You can check it out here . It's on a blog called postmoderncourtesan.com, which is apparently written by a high end call girl. Postmodernists and courtesans are both folks I deeply respect (I guess she does her job with a slight hint of irony), so I forwarded it to some folks, and got a lot of responses from people who thought I was the one who had written it. One of them was from a guy named Art in CA, who sent me a letter he wrote to the New Yorker. He doubts it'll get published, so I'm posting it for our immoral readers.

"OK…enough! Maybe we really should peacefully divide into two independent Special Administrative Regions. The states that voted for Kerry will be called the United States of Yorkafornia (USY), giving recognition to the Big Apple and California for their size. Kerry will be the president of it. It will still have the second or third largest economy in the world, and will lead the world in scientific discovery and information technology.

Then Bush will be the president of all the remaining states, with their hatred of evolution, abortion, stem cell research, fair taxation, control of assault weapons, gays, gay marriages, black people, and all brown people. It will be The United States of Jesus (USJ), (or Jezustan for short), which is a pretty easy change for them since it rhymes with their former country, the USA, and they will love Jesus being in the name of their country. They can all sit around and argue about the things THEY care about, like what the day of ‘rapture’ will be like when Jesus returns to earth to kill everyone but them. They can debate about whether their glasses and gold fillings will rise with them into heaven when Jesus finally returns. They can expound about the unbelievable luxuries they will have in heaven, and about the details of the agonizing hell most of the people in Yorkafornia will endure for eternity. They can agree it is vicious murder to use embryonic cells that could sit comfortably on the sharp point of a pin to develop treatments for Parkinson’s disease and spinal chord injury, even though the owners of the cells have decreed they may never be placed into a uterus to develop further and, if not used in research, will be discarded. They can all piously agree that gay marriages will ruin real marriages, while more than half of their own marriages already end in divorce and their politicians eagerly engage in fornication. They can assassinate each other’s characters endlessly as George W. Bush, Jeb Bush, John Ashcroft, Dick Cheney, Donald Rumsfield, Karl Rove, Ollie North, and Newt Gingrich all compete with each other for the presidency of USJ. Freed from the need to debate with persons from Yorkafornia, they can much more easily have impulsive wars, especially against brown people.

Eventually the people of USJ will begin to loose the ability to do arithmetic and even to speak intelligibly -- totally inbred and hugely overweight by Yorkafornian standards. Unfortunately after that, Yorkafornia no longer will be able to outsource most of its unpleasant jobs to the USJ, and emigration from USJ to USY will have to be seriously curtailed."

Despair is a warm puppy

Feeling depressed about the election?

Join the club. Salon gets the reaction of America's intellectual elite here. (You've got to watch an ad to access it)

Is it ok to sink into feelings of utter despair and alienation? Rick Moody says "Despair is OK for an afternoon, but it's important to remember: This is the most corrupt presidency in modern history. It's unlikely to improve. So there's lots to do." Damn. I was looking forward to wallowing in despair and A-team reruns...

First Splash

Welcome. I mean that. We're all friends here.

Deo and I have decided that you need to hear what we have to say. Frankly, this involves a lot of hubris on our part. For those of you in jesus land, here's what hubris means:

hu·bris n. Overbearing pride or presumption; arrogance: “There is no safety in unlimited technological hubris”

But really, isn't that what the spirit of blogging is all about?

In this post-election world, it occured to us that there's nothing out there that represents our moral values (or lack thereof). Thus we present you with a potpourri of essays, humor, science, sports, interesting links, tittillating images, and other types of tomfoolery.

Duane & Deo