I’m still not sure what RSS is, but when I registered with Blogstreet tonight, they had the option so I signed up for it. Hopefully it will increase my readership. The more hits I have, the happier I am.
And you want to keep me happy.
I’m still not sure what RSS is, but when I registered with Blogstreet tonight, they had the option so I signed up for it. Hopefully it will increase my readership. The more hits I have, the happier I am.
And you want to keep me happy.
I’m a little late in bringing this to your attention because my bandwidth has been reduced from the size of the Mississippi to a coffee straw. So my reading has been severely restricted.
Bill Whittle at Eject! Eject! Eject! has come up with Chapter Two of his latest creation. Here is but a sample:
It is not a palatial hall of great minds looking for answers and then testing them in the real world; it is a basement in your parents house filled with lazy and filthy hippies eating your leftovers and drinking the last of your milk. Intellectualism is certainly not the same as intelligence, and more and more, it is becoming antithetical to intelligence. When well-off people who call themselves intellectuals drive their SUV’s to march in support of Marxism, you can see the chasm between intellectualism and intelligence in full flower. When elitists who fancy themselves brighter and more compassionate than the rest of us choose to support the Taliban, with its stoning of women and execution of homosexuals in football stadiums before mandatory audiences, over a representative democracy with unparalleled structural protections of minorities and freedoms of expression, then self-styled intellectuals have abandoned intelligence altogether, as well as morality, reason, compassion and indeed sanity.
Read the rest, then ask yourself where you are, the chartroom or on the weather deck.