I like this guy

I like Marc Stevens too. Here he is reading from Lysander Spooner's No Treason: The Constitution of No Authority:

I'm not suggesting this sort of thing

The Growing Backlash Against Overparenting

Actually, the backlash is fine. Helicopter parenting is just another form of abuse. Here's the heart of the article:

Dr. Stuart Brown, a psychiatrist and the founder of the National Institute for Play — who has a treehouse above his office — recalls in a recent book how managers at Caltech's Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL) noticed the younger engineers lacked problem-solving skills, though they had top grades and test scores. Realizing the older engineers had more play experience as kids — they'd taken apart clocks, built stereos, made models — JPL eventually incorporated questions about job applicants' play backgrounds into interviews. "If you look at what produces learning and memory and well-being" in life, Brown has argued, "play is as fundamental as any other aspect.'' The American Academy of Pediatrics warns that the decrease in free playtime could carry health risks: "For some children, this hurried lifestyle is a source of stress and anxiety and may even contribute to depression." Not to mention the epidemic of childhood obesity in a generation of kids who never just go out and play.

Read more: http://www.time.com/time/nation/article/0,8599,1940395-3,00.html#ixzz0Y5xbN4YN

I think people should read this

Your children ARE DoublePlusHuman

We only crush their wills because we don't want them to show us up.

I'm trying to remember the laws of logic

we learned in Math class in school. I haven't been over them in quite a while. I suppose if I google "contrapositive" I'd find all the correct ways to restate a proposition. For instance, I'd like to verify if this is a proper corollary - or a true restatement (this is an alternative to the previous phrase, not a clarification of it) - of the Golden Rule: you are to be treated as you treat others.

It strikes me as a more useful moral tenet.

You've heard of leg men, butt men...

Foot men, breast men...

Lately I've been getting aroused by beautiful handwriting. There's a couple gals around here who really have it and I'm really enjoying it. I wish I could show you samples, but everything I can get my hands on right at the moment is somebody's address.

I used to hate that crap when I was a kid. I don't get that attitude at all now. I had no idea what a rarity it would be in my life to meet people who took pains to make the world a more beautiful place in little ways.

Ain't none o' that goin' on at home. That's for damn sure.

Oops! Did I say that out loud?

I didn't think of posting Grandma's obit

Here's a link to it in the Muskogee Phoenix.

They spelled our name wrong, but they got hers right, so I guess that's what counts.

I figured I'd show a couple pics of Muskogee

I'll probably put a couple more on the other blog - more of the Halloween/family stuff.

The weather was real nice Saturday. So nice I caught this guy out walking barefoot:

If that convinces you to move there, the house across the street is for sale:




This here is as much as I'll show now of Mom's house. Go ahead and feel free to use this image when you feel like refering to someone or something as a lightning rod.

BTW: in case you didn't catch it, the "guy" up there is my brother. We had a long, deep conversation that I think was pretty productive. I skirted the elephants in the room, but I did enjoy myself.