Yesterday, I was home sick, having to turn around after getting into the subway station. (Details omitted: suffice it to say that I am standing at the opposite end of the platform for a while, in the hopes that my fellow morning travelers' memories fade.) Today, the office is cold, the fluorescent lighting is slightly painful, and I am being very careful about what I eat and drink, and how much. But, overall, I'm doing okay.
I am going to experiment with linking, because Cory's rant in Boing Boing seems important and well worth repeating. Boing Boing itself is worth reading regularly, but this one leapt out at me, because I've done it, too, and wish I hadn't. An excerpt:
To read the rest of it, go to:
Boing Boing
and scroll down a bit.
I am going to experiment with linking, because Cory's rant in Boing Boing seems important and well worth repeating. Boing Boing itself is worth reading regularly, but this one leapt out at me, because I've done it, too, and wish I hadn't. An excerpt:
"That guy has too much spare time" is one of the most odious, intellectually dishonest, dismissive things a person can say. It disguises a vicious ad-hominem attack as a lighthearted verbal shrug. The subtext of the remark is that the subject's passions -- this remark is almost always directed at someone engaged in some labor of love -- are so meritless that their specific shortcomings don't even warrant discussion. The subtext is that any sane person who considers these passions will immediately see their total worthlessness. To direct this remark at someone is to utterly dismiss their personal fire and so their ability to distinguish between the worthy and the unworthy.
To read the rest of it, go to:
Boing Boing
and scroll down a bit.