I'm just about up to my armpits in preparations for my move north, but of course I couldn't resist seeing what David Frayer had to say yesterday in a New York Times Op-Ed piece, entitittled "Who're you calling a Neanderthal?"
That's a lie. I didn't have to look at it. I knew in advance what I was going to see---just a litany of the questionable inferences of Neanderthal abilities. So, going there was a little like the mortification of the flesh.
And since it was the NYT, in spite of the piles of tasks I should be attacking, of course I've spent all morning trying to say something pithy in a letter to the Editor. O' course, the 150 words they give you don't go very far when you're talking about a long list of equivocal inferences presented as if they were written in stone.
It's been sent now. And it'll probly never see the light of day. Nevertheless, I have to be patient and wait a week while they decide not to publish it, at which time I'll put it up here, for posterity's sake.
Half the bloody day's gone! And here I am buggering around, telling you what I'm doing, when it's prolly the last thing you needed to see today.
And just why am I up against the wall preparing for my departure from Surf City? Obvies because my departure has moved up two months to June 30th. *panicked screams heard deep in the CPU*
As it turns out, with no prospect of a job that offers healthcare benefits, and with the blasted U.S. Congress's infernal "sequester" biting, the extended benefits that the POTUS initiated some years back will be reduced by almost 18%. So, when my California benefits run out on June 30, I'd better be somewhere that it doesn't cost as much to live. That 18% will mean the difference between making ends meet and not. Thanks a lot, Repugnican Tea-Bagger Party! May you rot in Hell! [if there is such a place... apparently an Italian archaeologist working in Turkey recently claimed to have found the entrance. For real. The claim, that is, is real, not the claimed entrance to Hell, I must presume.]
*more agonized screams*
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That's a lie. I didn't have to look at it. I knew in advance what I was going to see---just a litany of the questionable inferences of Neanderthal abilities. So, going there was a little like the mortification of the flesh.
And since it was the NYT, in spite of the piles of tasks I should be attacking, of course I've spent all morning trying to say something pithy in a letter to the Editor. O' course, the 150 words they give you don't go very far when you're talking about a long list of equivocal inferences presented as if they were written in stone.
It's been sent now. And it'll probly never see the light of day. Nevertheless, I have to be patient and wait a week while they decide not to publish it, at which time I'll put it up here, for posterity's sake.
Half the bloody day's gone! And here I am buggering around, telling you what I'm doing, when it's prolly the last thing you needed to see today.
And just why am I up against the wall preparing for my departure from Surf City? Obvies because my departure has moved up two months to June 30th. *panicked screams heard deep in the CPU*
As it turns out, with no prospect of a job that offers healthcare benefits, and with the blasted U.S. Congress's infernal "sequester" biting, the extended benefits that the POTUS initiated some years back will be reduced by almost 18%. So, when my California benefits run out on June 30, I'd better be somewhere that it doesn't cost as much to live. That 18% will mean the difference between making ends meet and not. Thanks a lot, Repugnican Tea-Bagger Party! May you rot in Hell! [if there is such a place... apparently an Italian archaeologist working in Turkey recently claimed to have found the entrance. For real. The claim, that is, is real, not the claimed entrance to Hell, I must presume.]
*more agonized screams*
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| Found this on White House dot gov. At least POTUS has his priorities on straight. |
Sorry to hear about your woes Rob. As I have to keep telling myself, it will all work out in the end. And no, I don't believe it either :( But all my good wishes are heading your way anyway!
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