Russ Nelson

Russ Nelson is, if memory serves, a Quaker and an anarchist. He used to be on my favorite mailing list; I wonder why he dropped. Well, I just noticed that he has a blog; he calls it The Angry Economist.

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remarkable publicity!

Today the Mansfield (Ohio) News Journal set forth without comment the principles of “gun-toter” Jeffrey Jordan’s group Liberty Round Table. (Cited by Russell.)

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another item that makes less sense than it did when written

My good friend Russell Whitaker, back from a week’s absence and full of the blogging itch, muses:

I wonder if my good friend Anton Sherwood would consider moving to a real hosted blogging solution like Typepad so that I might be enabled to actually comment on things he says in his blog?

You’ll find my mailing address is at the top and bottom of this page [old blog]; I have posted occasional mail-in contributions. Or you can use your own blog and I’ll probably link.

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funnies

The desk where I worked today has two monitors. The boss noticed a cartoon on one of them, and asked, “Where did that come from?” I told him it’s one of many Webtoons that I follow, and referred him to my list of favorites. Half an hour later: “Thank you! Casey and Andy is really really funny!”

Two weeks later: I’ve finished reading the archives of the cartoon obliquely mentioned above, Tales of the Questor, and find it promising. Interestingly, the home page links to Oleg Volk’s site on the right of self-defense.

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knew there was something fishy

Clayton Cramer reminds us that almanac is an Arabic word. Aha!

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metaphors are tricky

puzzling choice of words:

It wasn’t long ago that Apple was considered an also-ran, a niche company with Golden Delicious products but Granny Smith sales.

Golden Delicious is one of the blandest apples, so I wouldn’t be surprised to learn it outsells Granny Smith – but wouldn’t the metaphor make more sense with Granny Smith on both sides?

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respiratory infection, day IV

What’s the pulmonary equivalent of dry heaves? Whatever it is, my diaphragm has been doing it irregularly all damn day. Feels a bit like doing sit-ups; if this keeps up, who knows, I may find myself with washboard abs.

A minor character in Neal Stephenson’s The Diamond Age has implants that randomly twitch his muscles, so that they never stop exercising. I wonder whether such ‘passive exercise’ is technically possible today.

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