As subjective as it may be, I think that the selection of toys that I grew up with might be better than that of my own children. How unfair is that?
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My cable TV channel lineup is proof enough; I enjoy a regular feed of documentary material. Forget an afternoon of “downhill”, or a “grand slam”. Park me where I can learn something.
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The National Geographic channel has distracted me this afternoon. Maybe I need a new career, as an underwater archeologist, or a forensic analyst of Viking massacres. It’s not too late for me to change course.
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Certain dates trigger certain memories. For everyone. OK, I’ll grant exception for the babe in arms, but the rest of us; universal. Today, I have a poignant one.
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Things have changed. That’s not news. However, the way that news is broadcast has.
This morning, in New York, the mayor sent in his armed city employees (the police) to remove the campsite in a city park. You may have heard about it: Camp Occupy. I don’t think that anyone was surprised. However.
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Without admitting that most of my knowledge of geopolitic comes from the various fictional novels I’ve read over the year, let me recall one such book: The Fifth Horseman, by Collins and Lapierre. Forget the storyline, as it was predictable, and focus on the villain. A certain Gaddafi. For all I knew, he was a fictional character, albeit larger than life. Today, real life surpassed the invented, and Gaddafi was killed.
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I’m trying my patience. Sometime last year (time does fly), I managed to turn my netbook into a triple-boot wondermachine. Went on vacation, happily, and excused the “in progress” status of one OS as my fault. Lack of time to fine tune, etc. And then the cold weather returned and I shelved the project.
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The low but regular rumble of thunder, as I completed reading my ebook, meant that the time had come to return inside. Life on (in?) a hammock on the cusp of summer. I could grow to appreciate this.
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The summer room is back in place. Now, with an invitation like that, how can the season let us down? It wasn’t difficult. That is, after I found the bag of carefully folded and stored pieces. Amazing how things get “out of sight, out of mind” in the average home. Gravity. The only explanation I can find, after a careful study of the situation.
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This is not an economic allegory. This is history, freshly baked.
Once upon a time, there was a successful little city, with a bustling downtown, surrounded by history. The shoppers came and went, content that their local merchants had a sense of fashion, and that the tramway stopped at the front door of the major and minor shops, without prejudice.
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