Training wheels

New Design Could Transform 1st Bike Ride Mechanical/engineering-wise...cool. Parenting-wise....Meh. I've taught three of my four kids to ride so far. Falls happen - they're a good incentive to stay balanced. I've seen two/three year olds riding w/o training wheels. When I asked their parents how'd they do it, they replied simply, "We put the kid on the bike and let go." That said, this could be a Godsend for kids with balance or other disorders.

Media bias? nawwww

Note the headline: AP: Bush's Social Security Plan Cuts Benefits Not, "Bush SS plan would pay low-income retirees more," or even, "Bush proposes income-adjusted SS benefits." No, no, fluffy. Must. Bash. Bush. AT. All. Costs.

Of course it will be difficult

HT: The Corner The Guardian | Trust sued over twin born after abortion:

Stacy Dow had a termination at six weeks at Perth Royal infirmary after she found out she was pregnant with twins when she was 16. But 27 weeks later she discovered she was still carrying one of the twins.

"'I still don't know if, or what, I am going to tell Jayde when the time comes,' she added. 'Maybe when she is nine or 10 I will sit her down and explain it to her. I just hope that she understands what happened and why I did it. Of course it will be much harder to explain to her that she had a twin.' "

Yes, I would imagine that it would be difficult to explain. "You see, dear, I didn't want to have a baby, much less two. So I paid to have you and your sister killed. Unfortunately, you survived. You DO understand, dear?"

When God said that the sins of the parents are passed down to the seventh generation, He wasn't being vindictive or cruel.

He was just explaining how sin works.

Short Attention Span: A politically incorrect rant

Short Attention Span: A politically incorrect rant As usual, Kevin drives the nail home.

To everything there is a purpose

From Mark at Stones Cry Out:

Jessica is the daughter of our friends. Every day, the school bus comes for Jessica, who happens to be the last child on the route. On this particular bus, the kids have assigned seating, and Jessica sits next to the same young boy--day after day. And, day after day, this young, frightened boy cried the whole trip. He was crying when the bus came to Jessica's house, and he cried the rest of the way to school. One day, Jessica decided to help the boy. She reached out her small hand, and gently laid it on his arm. The boy stopped crying. The mere touch of another, gentle soul was enough to comfort him. The next day came, the boy was crying. Jessica sat down, reached out, touched his arm, and he stopped crying. This pattern repeated the next few days. She did not have to say anything, her touch was all he needed. And then, a few days later, something interesting happened. On this day, the boy stopped crying a few blocks before the bus reached Jessica's house. He knew she would be getting on the bus soon and that was enough to comfort him. She still put her hand gently on his arm, of course. This pattern repeats to this day. The boy stops crying a few blocks before Jessica's house. I suppose he can sense where the bus is because of the curves in the road near her house. You see, the boy is blind. He can neither see Jessica, nor her house. He just senses when the bus is almost there. Jessica's actions on the bus do not surprise her parents. She has four siblings at home, including a newborn sister. Whenever one of her sisters, or her brother, is hurt, Jessica is there to comfort the child. Offering her gentle shoulder and heart for another's comfort. That's who Jessica is--comforter of the hurting. She is also one of the happiest children I have ever seen. There's always a smile on her face. Jessica turned five this past February. That, in itself, is a miracle. Jessica was born with hydrocephalus. While in her mother, the fluid built up in her tiny brain and damaged it. Jessica also has Down Syndrome. There are many things that Jessica will not be able to do in her life. To some, Jessica should never have been born. Some, having received the news of her condition, as her parents did, by amniocentesis, would have chosen to end the pregnancy, and her life. The reason, I suppose, is that she won't have much quality of life. She'll never be a productive member of society. She may not be able to take care of herself. Not much of a life in our modern society. However, I know one little boy on a bus who knows that Jessica is nothing short of a gift from God.

Fairy tales versus real life?

Yahoo! News - Fairy tales linked to violent relationships Haven't blogged much lately - been too busy with real life, including a nasty bout with poison ivy. But this little gem caught my eye. According to this British researcher, if we read "Beauty and the Beast" or "Cinderella"to our daughters, they'll grow up to marry monsters thinking they can change them into handsome princes. God forbid, then, we read "King Arthur" to our sons. They might grow up thinking that they have an obligation to defend the women in their life.

My meeting with the President

Thanks to an interesting turn of events, I came face-to-face with President Bush during a private event last week.

Through a connection with the local Republican party I was able to volunteer at the restaurant where he held a discussion on Social Security and a photo op with local small business owners. My job was to check the IDs of the invited guests. The President was scheduled to arrive at noon; I had to be there at 9. Although I was on time, I still had to talk my way through two roadblocks enroute to the event.

Watching all the security preparations was fascinating. Very serious business. The Secret Service checked *everything*, including the fire trucks and ambulances. I watched as an agent and his dog inspected the restaurant's sign out by the street. Another checked out the storm drains in the parking lot. Thank God the weather was good (beautiful, actually) because the invited guests stood outside for an hour waiting to be cleared in past the final checkpoint.

By 11:30 we were all inside the restaurant waiting for the motorcade. Everyone had one last chance to go to the bathroom.

Then the motorcade arrived. Several functionaries came and went through the side door that was to be used as the President's entrance, and then a medium-sized fellow wearing a suit with a blue tie poked his head in and looked around. It took a moment for everyone there to realize that it was the President. The room broke into applause as President Bush made his way around the room, shaking hands and kidding with folks. He gestured to to the other end of the restaurant (where I was seated) with a good-natured, "I'll get there in a minute!" For a moment I had a clear view of him down the length of the wait corridor. The room was silent, and I had the urge to shout out, "Howdy, George!" Didn't, though.

He sat down at the tabe with the folks who were scheduled to meet with him,, the press corps rushed in, and the place was dead silent for about ten minutes. All we could hear (with a phalanx of reporters between us and the President) was the occasional group chuckle. Then there was politeapplause, the press left, and the President made his way around the room shaking hands and chatting briefly with folks.

Watching him meet and greet, I was struck by how natural and genuine he appeared. He comes across as a down-to-earth guy who is very comfortable inside his own skin, confident in his competence. He reads as a senior executive (which of course he is) rather than a politician or a power hound. He refers to the Presidency in the third person, as though it is a suit of clothes, a job, a role he is currently playing. It doesn't define the man. I'd like to sit down with him over a cup of coffee and swap flying stories.

I was at the tail end of line with the other event volunteers. He stopped and thanked me for helping out. I told him, "We're praying for you, Mr. President." He looked me in the eye and said, "Please keep it up, because it's working like a charm." I had come prepared with a big Sharpie marker for him to sign my volunteer's pass, but he had one himself. "I see you have one, " I said. "A president without a Sharpie is like a president without..." -- he rolled his eyes -- "an entourage," he grinned. Then he looked at the oversized Sharpie in my hand. "That's the biggest Sharpie I've ever seen!" he said. I wish I'd had the wit to make a crack about being from Texas.

Seeing that he wasn't immediately moving on I whipped out my pilot's hat and asked him to sign it. As he did so he asked me, "You get to fly much?" "Not enough," I replied. "What do you fly?," he asked. I answered, "A Cessna, but I'm building a Fly Baby." Seemingly by reflex, he responded to the word "baby" with a practiced, "Well, congratulations" as he was moved along by the Secret Service. But you could see the wheels turn and click into place as he suddenly realized I'd said "building a Fly Baby," not "having a baby." He stopped, turned back, looked me in the eye, and said, "You be careful!"

What could I reply but, "Yes, sir"?

Judeo-Christian morality in an ethically pluralistic society

Kevin Hedges at Short Attention Span has some good thoughts on why we can't - and shouldn't attempt to "legislate morality". He misses one point, suprisingly. By legislating morality you institute theocracy - and theocracies run by humans are bound to be fallible. The goal of theocracy is laudable - God's Kingdom on Earth. The problem is that until Christ returns, it will be people running the show, even if they claim to speak for God. I'm deeply dismayed by a lot of what I see in popular culture. But I'm willing to tolerate it (in the original sense of the term) for the sake of avoiding tyrrany.

On stem cells and the worth of life

The Anchoress nails it.

A boy is a rat is a dog...

Yahoo! News - Researchers to Study Apes, Forgiveness So let me get this straight. Scientists take it as an article faith that there is nothing particularly special about humans - since we are evolved beings and share common ancestry with apes, the ancestral roots of behavior we call "human" must be observable in non-humans. So researchers plan to spend $125,000 (fortunately not taxpayer's money) to observe captive apes and look for signs of behavior they can label as "forgiveness," thereby proving the point that non-humans exhibit "human" behavior. Seems just a tad bit ... circular. I wonder if anyone is interested in studying whether "non-humans" deprived of food and water by their care-givers exhibit forgiveness.

I think I'll stick to smoke signals

Web-ready cellphones, PDAs are next frontier for hackers, virus writers Someimes, it's good to not be on the bleeding edge...

The Anchoress

When I get around to putting a blogroll on this site, The Anchoress will be on it.

Arhabi

From Major K.

It is pronounced: ahr-HAH-bee. It is the Iraqi arabic word for terrorist. 2LT C. does not like it because "it just doesn't sing. I learned this word from our interpreters and use it often. I never use mujahedin or jihadi, because they imply a measure of respect due an actual warrior. After all, both of those terms mean "holy warrior." This distinction is also very important to the Iraqis. They have told me repeatedly that these guys are cowards who will not even stand and fight. They kill innocent people, and bomb indiscriminately.

English is a malleable language, designed to fold in terms from other languages. May I suggest a new addition?

Deeply Wierd

NRO: Eric Pfeiffer on George Felos George Felos is the smooth-talking attorney for Michael Schiavo, the one who calls those who want Terri to live "fanatics." It seems he has superpowers:

In his 2002 book Litigation as Spiritual Practice, Felos expresses his belief in the "cosmic law of cause and effect," in which the human mind is not limited by the constraints of reality. More specifically, if one wants a new car, one could make this dream car manifest "out of the ether." Felos claims to have used his mental powers to cause a plane he was passenger on to nearly crash. By simply asking himself, "I wonder what it would be like to die right now?" the plane's autopilot program mysteriously ceased to function and the plane descended into free fall. Felos then observed, "At that instant a clear, distinctly independent and slightly stern voice said to me, 'Be careful what you think. You are more powerful than you realize.' In quick succession I was startled, humbled and blessed by God's admonishment."

'Call to arms' on evolution?

USATODAY.com - 'Call to arms' on evolution This is eerily reminiscent of the Papal Bulls that launched the Crusades - "Take back the Holy Land from the infidels!" - and the Inqusition - "Root out the heretics!" There is no hard evidence for phylum differentiation through natural selection - it's merely assumed. There are seventeen different definitions for speciation, some of them mutually exclusive. The Cambrian Explosion is unexplained. And so on, and so on. A journal editor lost his career for publishing an article on design. Why is it doubleplusungood thoughtcrime to suggest that there is more than one way to interpret the evidence?

Bigotry against the disabled

The Harvard Crimson Online :: Bigotry and the Murder of Terri Schiavo Joe Ford is a Harvard student with severe cerebral palsy with something to say to the folks who think Terri and other severely-disabled persons would be better off dead: "You're Nazi bigots." He's got a point. ht - Powerline

Final straw

Death Penalty Tossed Over Bible Verses

The Colorado Supreme Court on Monday threw out the death penalty in a rape-and-murder case because jurors had studied Bible verses such as "eye for eye, tooth for tooth" during deliberations.

Judicial activism gone just one step too far. On top of everything else that has happened recently, this just cracks the camel's back. I am no theocrat - I've long argued that no theocracy led by men (or women) can succeed, because we mortal humans are very fallible - and I have grave misgivings of how the death penalty is applied in this country. But for a judge to vacate a jury's decision because a juror referred to the Bible during deliberations ... it seems to me that the Founding Fathers' vision of a tripartite government of, by, and for the people* has been somehow perverted. *and yes, I know that phrase is Lincoln, not Jefferson/Adams.

Fight like a girl

BLACKFIVE: After Action Report - Raven 42 Ambushed! An amazing account of our female soldiers under fire in Iraq. 7 US MPs and medics on convoy duty take on - and take out - two dozen heavily armed insurgents. The bad guys had videotaped their preparations for the ambush, and had handcuffs with them, presumably to use to take captives for ransom or worse, more internet snuff flicks. Fight like a girl, indeed.

The price of freedom - one woman's cruel death

Ed Morrisey at Captain's Quarters has a very good post, with good follow-on commentary, on the Terri Schiavo case. I haven't written much here about it for a lot of reasons, most related to the fact that nobody reads this blog and I wanted to be part of the conversation. But here's my take, for the record. Michael Schiavo should have divorced Terri, annulled the marriage, and gone on with his life when it became apparent to him that she would never recover. The fact that he didn't makes the issue smell real fishy. There have been a lot of ugly allegations about his possible motives. Judge Greer should have permitted more evidence, and required Terri to be independently evaluated. He should resign from hte bench so he can be free to explain himself. Supposedly he's a conservative Christian. I cannot fathom why he has made the decisions he has made. It may be that there are some legal means for Governor Bush to take Terri into custody. I doubt it. I am persuaded that if there were, he would have used them by now. Congress in its extraordinary Palm Sunday session should have passed a law REQUIRING the tube be replaced. They left Whitemore and Greer an out. It's no surprise that they took it. She's not brain dead, and she wasn't on life support. She was severely disabled and needed to be fed through a tube. Killing her by dehydration and starvation is beyond cruel and unusual punishment. Sometimes the cost of freedom - of being a nation ruled by laws - is very high. Very high indeed.

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TenNapel.com - Home of Doug TenNapel Great, terrific posts.