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Archive for August, 2006

Talking World War III Blues: A Speech by Major Ouimette

Posted by Joshua Bradley Minton in August 31st, 2006  
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My mother sent me this e-mail and I thought it was historically telling. I haven’t checked the history of all this but it sounds legit to me. I invite anyone to fact check in the comments if something is incorrect.
US Navy Captain Ouimette is the Executive Officer at Naval Air Station, Pensacola, Florida. [...]

Ten Years Ago Today, I Went Out To Conquer the World

Posted by Joshua Bradley Minton in August 27th, 2006  
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…by leaving my home to go to college. It was my second freshman year, having left the University of Cincinnati a year earlier in a maelstrom quarter life crisis which ended with me breaking ties with my fraternity brothers, dropping out of school and undergoing a spiritual conversion on the level of tectonic plate [...]

One Year Ago Today, I Asked “If Maybe Is All We Have Left…”

Posted by Joshua Bradley Minton in August 25th, 2006  
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…then we don’t have much at all.
But since when does our country hinge on maybe?
The Democratic Party is no longer the party of Andrew Jackson and segregation. They no longer dress up in white sheets (except maybe Robert Byrd) and turn fire hoses and German Shepherds on black school kids trying to get [...]

Dark Matter Pisses Me Off and Why I Think It’s Wrong as a Cosmological Constant

Posted by Joshua Bradley Minton in August 22nd, 2006  
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I spend so much time tearing down religious and social institutions on this blog that I rarely turn my hydra-headed attention span to the world of science so excuse me while I fix my sniper scope here. Ok, got it. In the crosshairs today are the astronomers and cosmologists who are searching relentlessly [...]

BWP On Homelessness and the Futility of Global Altruism

Posted by Joshua Bradley Minton in August 21st, 2006  
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The only time I consider the comfort of the homeless is when I let my dog outside for the last time at night, before going to bed. I open the sliding glass door to my home, feel the temperature as I’m grabbing for the chain and imagine how the cool or the heat feels [...]

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