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24: June 30, 2004

My busy day did not do well for my blogging, nor for any photography. I took four pictures today, and this was the best that I got. It isn’t much, but it will have to do.

Flowers in light and shadow

Flowers in light and shadow.
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Tupac in the classroom

Michelle Malkin:

The presumption that children — and particularly inner-city children — can only be stimulated by the contemporary and familiar smacks of lazy elitism and latent racism. These educators, and I use that term as loosely as gangster rappers wear their pants, are clearly more interested in appearing cool than in inculcating a refined literary sense in students. Their aim is not enlightenment but dumbed-down ghetto entertainment. So that teachers and pupils can “relate” and be “down with that.” So they can “keep it real.” You know what I’m sayin’?

The schoolhouse rap peddlers disingenuously argue that Shakur’s puerile scribblings serve as useful tools to engage children in reading. Reading? Deciphering is more like it. Shakur’s volume, ”The Rose That Grew From Concrete,” looks more like a collection of cell phone text messages, teenage hieroglyphics and Backstreet Boys album titles than a collection of poems.

[...] Proclaiming his love “4 Jada,” Shakur pays gallant literary tribute to the object of his desire: “u bring me 2 climax without sex.”

Lord Byron, he wasn’t.

— Michelle Malkin in Townhall: 2 lazy 2 teach

Our tax dollars at work.

UPDATE: Baby say yeah… wait. Ja Rule sang that. Whatever. Miss Malkin is having fun.

Spiteful Iraqis?

I gotts your hearts and minds right heah:

“Just as we mourn for the victims of Saddam’s regime, we also grieve for the Americans and Iraqis who were killed or injured during the liberation or by terrorists determined to hold us back,” the letter reads. “We will honor those who have sacrificed for our freedom by building a new Iraq that lives in peace with the nations of the world, without fear of war, torture chambers or terrorism.”

— WorldNet Daily: Grateful Iraqis thank America for sacrifice

HT: Bert.

24: June 29, 2004

Playgrounds without children can be the loneliest scenes to take in.

A playground, devoid of kids

A playground with no children.
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A phenom I don’t want

Zombyboy examines Michael Moore (emphasis added):

What disturbs me isn’t that Moore exists, and It isn’t that Moore says what he says. What disturbs me most is that so many people take him seriously and that so many people will walk out of the theatre believing the spin and the half-truths.

[...] I don’t believe that Americans are stupid–but I do believe that they like answers presented to them in neat little packages. Moore does that with cinematic flair and passion that isn’t matched by anyone on the conservative side (not even Rush matches Moore’s over-the-top presentation). Moore presents enough facts to make his opinions credible, but mixed with enough speculation, misdirection, and outright fibs to make his conspiracy theory view of the world utterly false.

Zombyboy: Michael Moore: Heart of the Party

The alternative to not having a polemic with the kind of skill of Michael Moore is to have a polemic just like him. I don’t think I want a phenomenon like that working on “my side of the fence.” I think that integrity stands for something. Maybe if it costs this side to lose repeatedly, again and again, we’d be driven crazy enough to embrace someone like him working for “us.” But for now, not in my name. There have got to be better options than that.

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