- Ole Miss at South Carolina is tonight. Sounds good. I remember one year all of the Thursday night games were WAC or Mountain West or some crap. I’m glad they’ve got some good ones this year.
- When you order online with Domino’s, the “Domino’s Tracker” gives you status updates as your order is taken, prepared, packaged, and so forth. So last night, I saw “Jason double-checked your order for deliciousness at 6:34 pm.” Now doesn’t that sound like he tasted it? How else can you “check” for “deliciousness”?
- “A post-American speech by our first post-American president.” Sheesh, it’s like every week’s a year with this guy. Wish it was September 2010.
- Let’s have a gander at a class full of tykes being taught a song and dance routine praising Barack Obama. Watch the video, and then imagine a similar routine five years ago with George W. Bush as the object of affection. Outrage (and justified, at that)? Oh, yes. All of the networks, wall to wall, would run this footage. Where is it now? What’s the difference?
- We’re a couple of weeks out from Sonic Boom‘s official release. It’s all over out there to download. I haven’t. I won’t. I think that’s like opening and then rewrapping a Christmas present.
- I’m sure it’s been out there to know, but I didn’t know all of this about University of Miami football coach Randy Shannon. Wow.
- Water on dear Luna? Looking more likely all the time.
Victor Davis Hanson has finally placed Barack Obama’s consistently strange, detached, and amateurish day-to-day political behavior into a framework in which it makes perfect sense: the United States is a big university, and Obama is the campus president.
Quoting his column:
Obama went to Occidental, Columbia, and Harvard without much of a break, taught at the University of Chicago, and then surrounded himself with academics, first in his stint at community organizing and then when he went into politics. It shows. In his limited experience, those who went to Yale or Harvard are special people, and the Ivy League environment has been replicated in the culture of the White House.
Note how baffled the administration is by sinking polls, tea parties, town halls, and, in general, “them” — the vast middle class, which, as we learned during the campaign, clings to guns and Bibles, and which has now been written off as blinkered, racist, and xenophobic. The earlier characterization of rural Pennsylvania has been expanded to include all of Middle America.
For many in the academic community who have not worked with their hands, run businesses, or ventured far off campus, Middle America is an exotic place inhabited by aborigines who bowl, don’t eat arugula, and need to be reminded to inflate their tires. They are an emotional lot, of some value on campus for their ability to “fix” broken things like pipes and windows, but otherwise wisely ignored.
(I thought that description of Obama’s naked disdain for “flyover country” was brilliant.) From the incessant (unchanged) rhetoric to the endless hallways of czars, it all makes sense if you imagine the trappings of academia around it. Like I said, it’s a great piece.
I’m chewing on the comparison in terms of understanding the behavior of some of his supporters, as well. I am personally acquainted with several people whom I know to possess critical thinking skills, but are clearly allowing their support for Obama to overwhelm them (far beyond the usual double standard that permeates my-guy-vs.-yours politics).
Perhaps they are simply remembering fondly—and reliving—the days of being a good college student.
Recently we got a solid indication that another non-native, massive constricting snake—the African rock python—might be hanging around (and breeding) in southern Florida as well. It is the largest native African snake, growing as large as 28 feet long and weighing as much as 300 pounds. In its native environment, it eats goats, warthogs, and even crocodiles.
The rock python is an ill-tempered snake, noted for its perpetual bad mood. It is quick to bite when harassed. The last documented case of a rock python consuming a person was in South Africa in 2002, when a large specimen ate a 10-year-old child.
Have a nice day.