What’s the right thing to do when you start hanging out with someone b/c you are attracted to them, realize you don’t want them as a friend–just a dating relationship or nothing–and they aren’t interested in dating? Just walk away? Is there a way to avoid this situation….I find it rather awkward.
One of the great joys of growing up in a small, nearly rural town in the midwest is that in any given group of latte-sipping liberal academics in the ivory tower I’m generally the authority on Real America and what Real Americans Do.
George Lucas selling off LucasFilm so Disney can make new Star Wars films gives me one stark thought: “Great, just what I needed. Another chance for large groups of idiots to screw the pooch. Especially in making films that don’t involve taking a mammoth dump on my one of my fondest franchises.” It’s even worse since I can’t remember the last time Disney released a non-Pixar movie that didn’t suck.
I guess I’ve dealt with Star Trek doing that on-and-off for the past decade and a half, though. Not to mention the prequels themselves. So at least I have some training in dealing with this kind of crap.
Generally, I like to think of Chris Christie as a hybrid merger of Joe Pesci and Fat Bastard from Austin Powers. But I just watched him very directly tell off some of the Fox News talking heads for asking him about presidential election politics while he’s busy trying to figure out how much of New Jersey has been reclaimed by Poseidon. That wins him some brownie points. Much like Ben Stein telling the Fox News talking heads off about taxes won him some brownie points. (Though Stein has, over the years, dug himself a far deeper hole than Chris Christie has so far.)
Finally, we’ll get to see a good American hero take down the scourge of populist anti-colonialist evil.
Of course, I’m referring to the new Iron Man movie, where Robert Downey, Jr. will get the opportunity to beat the starving Indian leader Gandi while wearing a high-tech American-made armored exoskeleton.
As the debates and election cycle reporting heat up, I’m reminded of my physical disgust and revulsion at the people we allow air time. Even Ben Stein looks more sharp, honest, and truthful than most of them. Ben Stein!
Why, oh why, can’t there be more talking heads that aren’t scientifically illiterate?
Why, oh why, can’t there even be more pundits that aren’t numerically helpless toddler-like balls of flesh.
There’s really no point in allowing them to breathe our good, clean air if they’re just going to foul it up with their idiocy.
And yes Malcolm Gladwell, I DO still hold that birdbrained “igon value” blunder against you. If you’re going to write about science at least have the decency to get an actual scientist to proof-read your manuscript. Particularly when the blunder you made was with freshman-level linear algebra for a scientist. Even the engineers–who physicists and mathematicians generally consider mathematically incompetent–know about eigenvalues by the end of sophomore year.
Egads and shades of HL Mencken…..
Netflix showed me the series “How It’s Made”, which I’ve really liked so far. But the episodes have some danger of becoming repetitive, just because you can only watch industrial robots meander about for so long.
Which made me realize that I should be wandering around engineering departments looking for people to date. Giant robot minions in an automated factory can go a long way to voiding any other shortcomings someone may have. It’s an added plus if they can’t be bothered to talk about philosophy because they’re too busy deciding the proper layout for a mammoth factory.