<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:56:08.130-04:00</updated><category term='technology'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='Afghanistan'/><category term='birds'/><category term='environment'/><category term='London'/><category term='iPhone wallpaper'/><category term='experts'/><category term='leadership'/><category term='AIDS'/><category term='Toronto Zoo'/><category term='portraits'/><category term='Greenpeace'/><category term='Danny Hillis'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='Greenland'/><category term='baristas'/><category term='animation'/><category term='Paris'/><category term='sports'/><category term='Lincoln Memorial'/><category term='cheap travel'/><category term='IPCC'/><category term='genetically modified'/><category term='Canada'/><category term='Africa'/><category term='telephones'/><category term='honor killing'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='GMO'/><category term='Babylon 5'/><category term='Friends of the Earth'/><category term='Robbie Fulks'/><category term='restaurants'/><category term='humor'/><category term='Firefly'/><category term='Hayes Carll'/><category term='pie'/><category term='Economist magazine'/><category term='TV'/><category term='New York'/><category term='Kyoto Protocol'/><category term='global warming'/><category term='George W. Bush'/><category term='Y2K'/><category term='Starbucks'/><category term='photography'/><category term='feminism'/><category term='Born Again Christians'/><category term='Earth Hour'/><category term='Hawaii'/><category term='beauty pageants'/><category term='Bernard Goldberg'/><category term='sci-fi'/><category term='romantic'/><category term='music'/><category term='United Nations'/><category term='cats'/><category term='climate change'/><category term='iPod Touch wallpaper'/><category term='National Film Board'/><category term='Venice'/><category term='Turkey'/><category term='Texas'/><category term='Rome'/><category term='Iran'/><category term='Flat Earth News'/><category term='World Wildlife Fund'/><category term='Pope Benedict XVI'/><category term='San Francisco'/><category term='romance novels'/><category term='horses'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Washington D.C.'/><category term='Georgia O&apos;Keefe'/><category term='press freedom'/><category term='red wine'/><category term='free speech'/><category term='Star Trek'/><category term='Newsweek magazine'/><category term='Environmental Defense Fund'/><title type='text'>Photography and Beyond</title><subtitle type='html'>music...movies...discoveries...passions</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7231133436539200945</id><published>2010-04-25T14:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T14:40:07.717-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Whispers in the Grass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/images/2010_2/TripodGirl_whispers6_384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.tripodgirl.com/images/2010_2/TripodGirl_whispers6_384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes the simplest things - dried ornamental grass leftover from last Autumn - turn out to be glorious and spellbinding if we only pause long enough to be attentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new photo gallery, slated to go live tomorrow, is a series of photos of dried grass. When one says that in words it doesn't sound like much. I suppose that's where we get the notion that a photo can sometimes be worth a thousand words :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;download wallpaper-sized versions of this image here: &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/whispers6.php%3C/a"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/whispers6.php"&gt;http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/whispers6.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7231133436539200945?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7231133436539200945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7231133436539200945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/whispers-in-grass.html' title='Whispers in the Grass'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-4109134610131416948</id><published>2010-03-28T21:13:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T22:18:57.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian Tyson, Songwriter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/ian_tyson6.php"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453872572238580898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/S7AMNWaGzKI/AAAAAAAABdo/pINCAjWI2QU/s400/TripodGirl_ian_tyson6_384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ian_Tyson"&gt;Ian Tyson&lt;/a&gt; was part of my 1960s and '70s Canadian childhood. He sang folk songs on the radio and hosted a television show. Later, when I embraced pop music as a teenager, he faded into the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our working class home, my parents listened to the country music radio station as soon as that became an option. By the time I left to attend university in the big city, I never wanted to hear country music again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, though, how we become more or less receptive to ideas and influences depending on which stage of our lives we happen to be in. In early 2000, nearly 20 years after I'd departed my parents' hearth, I found myself in an airport giftshop in Colorado, searching for a souvenir to take back to Toronto. A smooth, warm baritone was singing over the PA system and when I asked the store clerk about it, she handed me Ian Tyson's &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/All-the-Good-uns/dp/B001EUYTBQ/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=dmusic&amp;amp;qid=1269826625&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;All the Good 'Uns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought it home, played it a lot, and turned my definitely-not-into-country-music husband on to Tyson. And then something truly remarkable happened. That CD became my bridge back to country music. Tyson's writing was so good that I was reminded that not everything in that genre is schlocky and banal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon I was discovering the work of Steve Earle and Lucinda Williams (yeah, they've both got issues - but they're often brilliant), and reaquainting myself with Johnny Cash. Fast forward a couple more years and me and my hubby were attending a bluegrass festival in Bean Blossom, Indiana and visiting Nashville, Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a fun time since then, and Tyson was an essential stepping stone for both of us. Last September he played &lt;a href="http://www.hughsroom.com/"&gt;Hugh's Room&lt;/a&gt; - a great Toronto venue for those who lean toward roots music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a ton of pictures, but the conditions in these situations aren't kind. The light's bad and the performer is always in motion. So the vast majority of shots are a blurry disaster that go straight into the trash. I never use a flash in these situations because I think it's distracting and disrespectful to both the performer and the audience. If any of the photos turn out, therefore, I'm pleased as punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2010_1/ian_tyson.php"&gt;gallery this week&lt;/a&gt; is from that shoot. It took place on September 22 - three days before Tyson turned 76.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desktop wallpaper of the image above is available here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/ian_tyson6.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/ian_tyson6.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-4109134610131416948?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/4109134610131416948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/4109134610131416948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/ian-tyson-songwriter.html' title='Ian Tyson, Songwriter'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/S7AMNWaGzKI/AAAAAAAABdo/pINCAjWI2QU/s72-c/TripodGirl_ian_tyson6_384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-8582751027416747867</id><published>2010-02-07T15:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:07:46.260-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone wallpaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod Touch wallpaper'/><title type='text'>iPhone Wallpapers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/S28dKlJJXgI/AAAAAAAABWY/J5MCrUBGOeE/s1600-h/TripodGirl_bighorn4-i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/S28dKlJJXgI/AAAAAAAABWY/J5MCrUBGOeE/s400/TripodGirl_bighorn4-i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435595342865849858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TripodGirl collection of wallpapers for the iPhone/iPod touch is beginning to grow. See them here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/iphone_wallpaper.php"&gt;http://www.tripodgirl.com/iphone_wallpaper.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-8582751027416747867?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8582751027416747867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8582751027416747867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/iphone-wallpapers.html' title='iPhone Wallpapers'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/S28dKlJJXgI/AAAAAAAABWY/J5MCrUBGOeE/s72-c/TripodGirl_bighorn4-i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-3083726268650872862</id><published>2010-01-24T21:26:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:08:19.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Mother Nature Can Be Unpredictable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2010_1/black_beach.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 384px; display: block; height: 288px;" alt="" src="http://www.tripodgirl.com/images/2010_1/TripodGirl_beach_birds384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everybody knows beaches look this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2010_1/black_beach.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 384px; display: block; height: 288px;" alt="" src="http://www.tripodgirl.com/images/2010_1/TripodGirl_black_beach1_384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Except when they look like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my photo gallery of Hawaii's Punaluu black sand beach &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2010_1/black_beach.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Hawaii, beaches are brown, black, red, and green. Sometimes, things aren't as straightforward as we think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on a book about the global warming debate. I blog about that &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nofrakkingconsensus.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, if you care to take a peek. Right now, it's where I spend a lot of my time :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-3083726268650872862?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3083726268650872862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3083726268650872862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/mother-nature-can-be-unpredictable.html' title='Mother Nature Can Be Unpredictable'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-6737465689419910169</id><published>2010-01-13T10:18:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:03:17.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flat Earth News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Y2K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danny Hillis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newsweek magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>The Big Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/lilylicious9.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://www.tripodgirl.com/images/2008_3/TripodGirl_lilylicious9_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spend a lot of time doing photography. Often, my camera invites others to take a close, intimate look at everyday objects - to notice texture, delicacy, and intricacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm involved in a writing project though, when I'm analyzing a subject as massive and complex as the climate change debate, I frequently employ the opposite strategy. I step back. I try to understand context and history. I strive to see the big picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to lose perspective when one is in the thick of things. Imagining how the situation will appear to a disinterested observer ten - or 100 - years hence is immensely helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain ideas resurface again and again throughout human history. One of these is the notion that the world as we know it is on the brink of collapse. That the gods, Mother Nature, or our own technology, will wreak havoc - will, in essence, punish us for our transgressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I read a number of news reports written prior to January 1, 2000 - the day the Y2K computer glitch was supposed to bring the world to its knees. I've long assumed that the reason we didn't encounter massive problems was because lots of time and money was devoted to preventing such an occurrence. But in recent months more than one source has argued persuasively that countries that paid almost no attention to the matter escaped similarly unscathed. [See, for example, the opening pages of &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Flat-Earth-News-Award-Winning-Distortion/dp/0099512688/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1263398491&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Flat Earth News&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those pre-2000 news reports are fascinating. A cover story published by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Newsweek&lt;/span&gt; in June 1997 is titled "The Day the World Shuts Down." Readers are told that, by one estimate, &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/95681/page/6"&gt;half of all US businesses&lt;/a&gt; won't have their computer code fixed in time. Three paragraphs later, they're  &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/95681/page/7"&gt;advised&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"It's staggering to start doing mind games on what percentage of companies will go out of business," says Gartner's Hotle. "What is the impact to the economy of 1 percent going out of business?" Or maybe more: Y2K expert Capers Jones predicts that more than 5 percent of all businesses will go bust. This would throw hundreds of thousands of people into the unemployment lines...&lt;/blockquote&gt;A bit later, the article quotes a tech expert &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/95681/page/8"&gt;saying&lt;/a&gt; there are two kinds of people: "Those who aren't working on [fixing the Y2K bug] and aren't worried, and those who are working on it and are terrified."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Newsweek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/94004"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; published in late 1998, tells of a San Diego doctor who quit his practice, moved his family to a farm, and began lecturing about Y2K preparedness because he was convinced he could "save more lives getting people to make contingency plans."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/122782"&gt;another&lt;/a&gt; news account tells readers that the "chief economist for Deutsche Bank Securities in New York, puts the odds of a [Y2K-triggered] global recession at 70 percent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the really bad things happened, of course. Not even close. The power grid in big cities did not fail. Nor did large numbers of businesses. Nor did the economy. No matter how convinced the well-educated consultants, economists, technology experts, and doctors were of their position - no matter how persuasive they sounded when quoted by the media - their fears were overblown by a wide, wide margin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's important to recognize that not everyone got caught up in Y2K end-of-the-world thinking. In May 1999 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Newsweek &lt;/span&gt;published an &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/88412"&gt;admirable essay&lt;/a&gt; by technology expert Danny Hillis who declared: "I have come to believe that the Y2K apocalypse is a myth." He felt "like a traitor," he said, "for breaking ranks with my fellow computer experts and admitting what I really think." In his view, Y2K would cause little more than inconvenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years later it's clear that Hillis' sober-minded, quiet assessment was the correct one, that he was the voice of reason in a roomful of alarmists. He ended his essay with an &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/88412"&gt;observation&lt;/a&gt; that's highly applicable today, when we're being encouraged to believe in an impending global-warming-induced catastrophe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There are no real experts, only people who understand their own little pieces of the puzzle.&lt;/blockquote&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-6737465689419910169?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6737465689419910169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6737465689419910169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/big-picture.html' title='The Big Picture'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-6236622439232464796</id><published>2010-01-03T06:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T06:51:00.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone wallpaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod Touch wallpaper'/><title type='text'>Blue Turaco - iPhone Wallpaper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SzzkxY3E_GI/AAAAAAAABNg/AUBTD7zVYug/s1600-h/TripodGirl_blue_turaco-i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SzzkxY3E_GI/AAAAAAAABNg/AUBTD7zVYug/s400/TripodGirl_blue_turaco-i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421459588585421922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This clear-eyed beauty makes an impression when one powers up one's iPhone/iPod Touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;(Click the image for a larger view. Copy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;version to your computer, then sync the photo folder in which you've saved it to your Apple device. See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://artoftheiphone.com/2009/01/04/how-to-add-photos-to-itunes-for-synching-to-iphone-or-ipod/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; for more info and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://artoftheiphone.com/2009/01/31/how-to-change-your-iphone-wallpaper-iphone-basics/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC wallpapers versions of this image are available &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/blue_turaco.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-6236622439232464796?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6236622439232464796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6236622439232464796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/blue-turaco-iphone-wallpaper.html' title='Blue Turaco - iPhone Wallpaper'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SzzkxY3E_GI/AAAAAAAABNg/AUBTD7zVYug/s72-c/TripodGirl_blue_turaco-i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-1077849799144624579</id><published>2010-01-01T08:02:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:31:45.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone wallpaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod Touch wallpaper'/><title type='text'>Happy Twenty-Ten!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SzzdIwmp0mI/AAAAAAAABNY/kIQcgc-q-y4/s1600-h/TripodGirl_yakkety-yak-i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SzzdIwmp0mI/AAAAAAAABNY/kIQcgc-q-y4/s400/TripodGirl_yakkety-yak-i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421451194002952802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I call this photo Yakkety-Yak. Computer wallpaper versions are available &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/yakkety_yak.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Yesterday I re-cropped it so that it can now be used as wallpaper on the iPhone or iPod Touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;(Click the image for a larger view. Copy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;version to your computer, then sync the photo folder in which you've saved it to your Apple device. See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://artoftheiphone.com/2009/01/04/how-to-add-photos-to-itunes-for-synching-to-iphone-or-ipod/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; for more info and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://artoftheiphone.com/2009/01/31/how-to-change-your-iphone-wallpaper-iphone-basics/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above image format is challenging for a few reasons. Because personal computer wallpaper is traditionally horizontal in orientation, not all images shot from that perspective do well when cropped vertically. Moreover, when one powers-up one's iPhone, much of the screen at the top and bottom are obscured by the time/date info and the "unlock" slider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are currently more than 1,000 photos available on &lt;a href="http://tripodgirl.com/"&gt;TripodGirl.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's not yet clear how many of them will translate successfully to this new format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting this month, though, I'll try to offer an iPhone-friendly version of all newly-released TripodGirl images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's is a time for taking stock of where we've been and where we're going. It seems to me, with the recent proliferation of iPhones and netbooks, the formats in which I make my images available (first chosen in August of 2007) are due for a rethink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to you, dear reader, in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-1077849799144624579?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1077849799144624579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1077849799144624579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-twenty-ten.html' title='Happy Twenty-Ten!'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SzzdIwmp0mI/AAAAAAAABNY/kIQcgc-q-y4/s72-c/TripodGirl_yakkety-yak-i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-2878294132210465465</id><published>2009-10-23T08:37:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:49:34.150-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bernard Goldberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='press freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free speech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIDS'/><title type='text'>Bias: How the Media Distort the News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/reader/B000ECXDVC?_encoding=UTF8&amp;amp;ref_=sib_dp_pt#reader-link"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51TB5FMY35L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bias-Insider-Exposes-Media-Distort/dp/B000ECXDVC/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1256301676&amp;amp;sr=8-4"&gt;Bias&lt;/a&gt;: A CBS Insider Exposes How the Media Distort the News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by Bernard Goldberg, (2002-3, Perennial/Harper Collins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working on a book about the global warming debate. The way environmental issues get presented by the media has become a major theme. This volume, written by a gent who worked on CBS television news shows for 28 years, has provided food for thought. Below is a quick-and-dirty list of some interesting quotes that appear within. Page numbers refer to the US/Canadian paperback edition (the first 14 pages of which comprise a new introduction).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; "When it comes to arrogance, power, and lack of accountability, journalists are probably the only people on the planet who make lawyers look good." - attributed to Steven Brill (the book's opening epigraph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...the media divide Americans into two groups - moderates and right-wing nuts." p. 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...the media elites [are] a bunch of powerful, arrogant, thin-skinned celebrity journalists who can dish it out...but can't take it." p. 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I kept thinking of how my colleagues treat cigarette...oil, and other company executives in the media glare. The news business deserves the same hard look..." p. 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"When I wrote an op-ed for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wall Street Journal&lt;/span&gt; in 1996 about liberal bias among the media elites, my professional life was turned upside down. I became radioactive. People I had known and worked with for years stopped talking to me." p. 4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Right after the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WSJ &lt;/span&gt;piece came out, I was taken off the air, pending some decision on whether I would be fired." p. 36&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...in the elegant phrase of the journalist Brian Brown, liberals these days have forgotten how to be liberal." p. 36&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...God forbid someone in their diverse newsroom has a diverse view about how the news ought to be presented." p. 38&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Reporters who see more death and destruction than the Red Cross were in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pain and suffering&lt;/span&gt; over..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my opinion?&lt;/span&gt;" p. 39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...the rules, which clearly state: We journalists can scrutinize anyone we want...But you had better not scrutinize us or we'll bury you." p. 8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I couldn't get on any network TV news program at any time of the day or night to talk about [this book], despite the fact that it had been a number-one bestseller" p. 11&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Remember, these are the people who investigate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everybody els&lt;/span&gt;e - but they didn't want me on their networks talking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;their &lt;/span&gt;shortcomings." p. 12&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"The president of a major network news division says he doesn't have any interest in a book about a major problem facing his own news business." p 12&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...the media label conservatives far more often than the do liberals because the media elites think conservatives need those warning labels; they think conservatives are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;out of the mainstream&lt;/span&gt; - and therefore must be identified - while at the same time thinking that liberals &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are the mainstream&lt;/span&gt;." p. 13&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"There are lots of reasons fewer people are watching network news, and one of them, I'm more convinced than ever, is that our viewers simply don't trust us." p. 19&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...everybody to the right of Lenin is a 'right-winger' as far as the media elites are concerned..." p. 19 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...TV journalism had become: a showcase for smart-ass reporters with attitudes, reporters who don't even pretend to hide their disdain for certain people and certain ideas that they and their sophisticated friends don't particularly like." p. 21&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"There is absolutely no way - not one chance in a million - that [CBS] would have aired a flat-tax story with that same contemptuous tone if Teddy Kennedy or Hillary Clinton had come up with the idea." p. 22&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Can you imagine, in your wildest dreams, a network news reporter calling Hillary Clinton's health care plan 'wacky'? p. 23&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...many TV journalists simply don't know what to think about certain issues until the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New York Time&lt;/span&gt;s and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Washington Post&lt;/span&gt; tell them what to think. Those big, important newspapers set the agenda that network news people follow." p. 24&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I understand why Al Gore and other liberals call something they don't like a 'scheme.' Politicians and partisans are allowed to do that. But should supposedly objective people like news reporters...use that kind of loaded language?"p. 25&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...here's one of those dirty little secrets journalists are never supposed to reveal...a reporter can find an expert to say anything the reporter wants - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;!" p 26&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"The problem comes in the big social and cultural issues, where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we often sound more like flacks for liberal causes than objective journalists&lt;/span&gt;." p. 28&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I had always expressed my concerns privately...All I wanted was a discussion, someone to take these concerns seriously. But no one ever did."p. 28&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Yorker'&lt;/span&gt;s otherwise brilliant film critic Pauline Kael, who in 1972 couldn't figure out how Richard Nixon had won the presidency. 'I can't believe it!" she said. "I don't know a single person who voted for him!" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nixon carried forty-nine states to McGovern's one,for God's sake - and she wasn't kidding!&lt;/span&gt;" p. 30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"[journalism's] elites are hopelessly out of touch with everyday Americans. Their friends are liberals, just as they are. They share the same values. Almost all of them think the same way on the big social issues of our time...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After a while they start to believe that all civilized people think the same way they and their friends do&lt;/span&gt;. That's why they don't simply disagree with conservatives. They see them as morally deficient."  p. 30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"The sophisticated media elites don't categorize their beliefs as liberal but as simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the correct way to look at things&lt;/span&gt;." p. 30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I see myself as an old-fashioned liberal. I'm a liberal the way liberals &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;used to be&lt;/span&gt;." p. 57&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...the national news media...were not just covering this important trend in American culture. They were taking sides." p. 62&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...we pointedly identified conservatives as conservatives, for example, but for some crazy reason didn't bother to identify liberals as liberals." p. 62&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"If we do a Hollywood story, it's not unusual to identify certain actors, like Tom Selleck or Bruce Willis, as conservatives. But Barbra Streisand or Rob Reiner, no matter how active they are in liberal Democratic politics, are just Barbra Streisand and Rob Reiner." p. 63&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"To Dan Rather and to a lot of other powerful members of the chattering class, that which is right of center is conservative. That which is left of center is middle of the road." p. 65&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Why is it that the word 'left-wing' has virtually vanished from the media's vocabulary?...We have right-wing Republicans and right-wing Christians and right-wing Miami Cubans and right-wing radio talk show hosts. Isn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anybody &lt;/span&gt;left-wing anymore?" p. 66&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...we must make sure to identify them as conservatives so our audience won't think that they're objective - or worse, heaven forfend, that they're also sensible, reasonable, and rational." p. 67&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"If you hooked network news reporters and producers to polygraph machines and asked them, 'Do you think you are guilty of liberal bias?' most would almost certainly answer, 'No.' And they would pass the polygraph test because they're not lying. They honestly believe what they're saying." p. 68&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"No matter how bad a problem really is, advocates think they need to portray it as worse. This is standard operating procedure with lobbies...We have come to expect this of advocates. They know their cause is worthy, so what harm can a little exaggeration do? But reporters - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when they also see the cause as worthy&lt;/span&gt; - buy into it. They also become advocates." p. 72&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"It's as if our coverage...was being directed not by objective journalists but by the advocates for the homeless themselves. We took what they said at face value even though we would never do that with advocates for causes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we did not embrace.&lt;/span&gt;" p. 73&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...advocates for the homeless misled us about all sorts of things - the number of the homeless, who they were, why they were homeless - and because we embraced &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; cause...we pretty much said, 'Hey, no problem,' and passed their misinformation on to the American people." p. 73&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"For years,the activists played the media as if they were part of the homeless PR machine...A lot of news people, after all, got into journalism in the first place so they could change the world and make it a better place...showing compassion makes us feel good about ourselves..." p. 74&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Did anyone, least of all seasoned reporters who pride themselves on their skepticism, really believe that the vast majority of the homeless - the addicted and the mentally ill - would virtually disappear from America's streets if only Ronald Reagan hadn't cut housing programs?" p. 76&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Once again, the media were more than willing to set aside their usual skepticism and go right along. While AIDS was devastating minority and gay communities in America, while it was leaving Middle America virtually untouched, the news stories conjured up some other reality." p. 83&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oprah Winfrey in 1987: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Research studies now project&lt;/span&gt; that one in five - listen to me, hard to believe - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one in five heterosexuals could be dead from AIDS at the end of the next three years. &lt;/span&gt;That's by 1990. One in five. It is no longer just a gay disease. Believe me." p.83&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...an epidemic was racing across America. An epidemic of fear. You couldn't open a newspaper, turn the page of a magazine, or tune in to the nightly news without reading or hearing about the deadly link between AIDS and heterosexuals." p. 84&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"In 1987 the highly respected surgeon general, C. Everett Koop, said AIDS was 'the biggest threat to health this nation has ever faced.'" p. 84&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...journalism by sentiment...Victims of America correspondents, the ones who specialize in uncritical stories about the downtrodden." p. 85&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"That anyone is still contracting HIV is a tragedy of huge proportions. That the gay lobby would try to mislead us is understandable. That the media go along is disgraceful." p. 90&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"When the cover of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life &lt;/span&gt;told us in1985 that 'No No One is Safe from AIDS,' it had the story all wrong. So did all the others that warned of the coming heterosexual AIDS epidemic." p. 95&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"This is what happens when entertainment 'values' infect the news." p. 96&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;48 Hour&lt;/span&gt;s point was to scare the hell out of America. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scaring the hell out of people makes for good television even when it makes for shallow journalism&lt;/span&gt;." p.  97&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"The men who started up the networks in the earliest days of television thought news was special. They made their money on Lucy and Ricky and Jackie Gleason and Jack Benny. For years and years, news wasn't a money-maker and wasn't expected to be. Don Hewitt, the creator...of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;60 Minutes&lt;/span&gt;, loves to tell the story about how, when the show first went on the air, Bill Paley, the founder of CBS, told him, 'Make us proud!' 'Now,' Hewitt says, 'they tell us: Make us money!'" p. 98&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"infotainment" p. 98&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"If news could actually make money, the suits who ran the network would expect just that. Sure they would want quality, in theory. But they wanted ratings and money, in fact." pp. 98-99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"So if Andrew Heyward didn't get ratings for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;48 Hour&lt;/span&gt;s and didn't make the network money, they'd cancel it. He knew it, and he lived with that sword hanging over his head every single week." p. 99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"So do I believe my good friend Andrew Heyward would put on a scary program whose primary goal was to get high ratings even if it meant telling half-truths about who was getting AIDS in America and how they were getting it? In a word, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes!&lt;/span&gt;" p. 99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"If you want to sell newspapers or get people to watch your show, you want to say, 'This is a threat to you, too.'" - attributed to the late Randy Shilts "the best-informed journalist on AIDS in all of America" who later succumbed to the disease p. 100&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...the activists did what they felt they had to do. They got the word out that it would spread to all of us. And the media passed it along to America, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at first because they didn't know better, then because they thought heterosexual AIDS was a better story, but eventually because it was another way to show compassion&lt;/span&gt;." p. 101&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...perhaps on Planet Bizarro in some parallel universe [journalists'] personal views about life and the world really wouldn't matter. But they do here on Earth, because...reporters and editors really are only human, which means they bring all their biases and life experiences to their stories." p. 124&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does anyone think a 'diverse' group of conservative journalists would give us the news straight? I sure as hell don't. &lt;/span&gt;They'd be just like the Left...It's the human condition." p. 126&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"No conspiracies. No deliberate attempts to slant the news. It just happens. Because the way reporters and editors see the world, the way their friends and colleagues see the world, matters." p. 127&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...if long ago we came to the conclusion that newsrooms with too many white men were a bad idea because all we got was the white male perspective, then why isn't it just as bad to have so many liberals dominating the culture of the newsroom?" p. 127&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"This is a big country with a lot of people, and there's room for all sorts of views." p. 128&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"89 percent of journalists said they voted for Bill Clinton in 1992, compared with just 43 percent of the nonjournalist voters." p. 129&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"There's hardly a candidate in the entire United States of America who carries his or her district with 89 percent of the vote. This is way beyond landslide numbers. The only politicians who get numbers like that are called Fidel Castro or Saddam Hussein." p. 129&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"In the world of media elites, Democrats outnumber Republicans by twelve to one and liberals outnumber conservatives by seven to one." p. 130&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...it's not just that so many journalists are so different from mainstream America. It's that some are downright hostile to what many Americans hold sacred." p. 133&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...some real diversity to the newsroom, not the make-believe kind we have now." p. 136&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"News executives are always saying we need our staffs to look more like the real America. How about if those reporters and editors and executives also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought &lt;/span&gt;just a little more like the real America? And shared just a little more of their values?" p. 136&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...over the years, news has morphed into entertainment...News isn't special, the way it was in the early days of television. News magazines aren't on the air to perform some public service. Maybe they were when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;60 Minutes&lt;/span&gt; first got started, but not anymore. Prime-time news magazines are on TV to make money, just like everything else on television. So they have to play by entertainment's rules." p. 160&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...national TV reporters, as a group, are lazy. I know this is a generalization, and I know that Mark Twain said generalizations aren't worth a damn, but it's generally true nonetheless. 'There's no culture of ideas around here,' one CBS News executive told me, meaning hardly any of his reporters ever look out at the bigger American culture and wonder why certain things are happening and come up with something resembling an original story. These reporters and producers cover news conferences and plane crashes and hurricanes and easy stuff like that."  pp. 173-174&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"One can be in favor of women's advances and still be concerned about the attendant costs, especially when the costs are borne by children. If the media were open-minded, there would be a true debate about this issue." p. 175"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...once again the elite journalists on television have taken sides...I am not against 'better day care,' and I have no problem with the evening news doing stories about how that might be done. The problem is that they don't let the other voices on." p. 177&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whenever you hear an anchorman or reporter use the word 'controversial,' it is usually a signal that the idea that follows is one the media elites do not agree with&lt;/span&gt;." p. 178&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Why is one point of view valid and the other nonexistent on the evening news?" p. 181&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Why is it that when liberal media stars say nasty things they're merely sharing their thoughts with us and (even more important) their feelings, but when the same sentiment comes out of a conservative's mouth, it's seen as mean-spirited?" p. 191&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"The media elites...can hear even the whispers of what they consider hate speech fifty miles away - whether they imagine it's coming from conservative talk show hosts or right-wing religious fundamentalists or just about anyone opposed to affirmative action. But they can't hear it dripping off their own nasty tongues..." p. 192&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...twenty-one years later, in 2001, the share of the audience watching network news had sunk [from 75 percent] all the way to 43 percent." p. 194&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...that's not entirely the fault of the evening stars...Today, there are cable and satellite TV and the Internet, competition that Cronkite and Huntley and Brinkley didn't even have to think about....[Americans] haven't abandoned the news. Just the news people they no longer trust." p. 194&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"It's about how they frame the big issues of the day...On these issues they are reliably and predictably left of center." p. 197&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...because of newsroom framing, the real national conversation on homosexuality is not really being reported." p. 199&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"In an 'entertainment culture,' even the news is entertainment." p. 201&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"The message was clear: Conservative talk radio and conservative politicians created an anti-government atmosphere in America that spawned Timothy McVeigh and therefore were at least partially to blame for his [Oklahoma City federal building] terrorism." p. 204&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Why would journalists, so interested in connecting the dots when they thought they led to Rush Limbaugh, be so uninterested in connecting the dots when there might actually be dots to connect - from the hateful, widely held popular attitudes in much of the Arab world straight to the cockpits of those hijacked [9/11] jetliners?" p. 205&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...sometimes even the underdog can be evil." p. 212&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...to a lot of liberals, Fidel isn't a communist dictator. I mean, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;technically&lt;/span&gt;, he is. They know, for example, that he hasn't allowed a free election in the last forty years or so, that he doesn't tolerate dissent, and that he'd rather drink battery acid on the rocks with a touch of lime than allow a free press. Mere technicalities...To the...liberal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cognoscenti &lt;/span&gt;in the media - Fidel is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;celebrity&lt;/span&gt;. So what if he doesn't tolerate freedom of the press? That doesn't mean an American newsman can't like the guy, does it?" p. 215&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a high percentage of the American public has been lectured to since the early sixties and is a little fed up with it&lt;/span&gt;." - attributed to Michael Jordan, then chairman of Westinghouse, CBS' parent company p. 216&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"...it's just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Newzak&lt;/span&gt;, the TV news version of elevator music." p. 220&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"The [New York] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Times &lt;/span&gt;is a newspaper that has taken the liberal side of every important social issue of our time, which is fine with me. But if you see the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New York Times&lt;/span&gt; editorial page as middle of the road, one thing is clear: You don't have a clue." p. 227-228&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Conservatives must be identified because the audience needs to know these are people with axes to grind. But liberals don't need to be identified because their views on all the big social issues - from abortion and gun control to the death penalty and affirmative action - aren't liberal views at all. They're simply reasonable views, shared by all the reasonable people the media elites mingle with at all their reasonable dinner parties in Manhattan and Georgetown." p. 228&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Liberal bias among the television networks has done something that market forces could not have engendered, the revitalization of radio. Rush Limbaugh would never have become the success he has if the firm of Rather, Brokaw, and Jennings had done its job." - attributed to Herbert T. Russell, p. 237&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-2878294132210465465?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2878294132210465465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2878294132210465465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/bias-how-media-distort-news.html' title='Bias: How the Media Distort the News'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-5421768836984182741</id><published>2009-10-18T13:51:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:40:58.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Folly of "Us" and "Them" Thinking</title><content type='html'>A friend of whom I'm fond, posted a provocative piece on Facebook recently. It was written by a FB friend of his, whom I'll call Sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titled &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Thoughts On The Difference Between “Us” And “Them”&lt;/span&gt; it's a 9-point list which begins with the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If a conservative doesn’t like guns, they don’t buy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; If a liberal doesn’t like guns, then no one should have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Points 2 and 7 are in a similar vein:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If a conservative is a vegetarian, they don’t eat meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; If a liberal is, they want to ban all meat products for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If a conservative doesn’t like a talk show host, he switches channels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Liberals demand that those they don’t like be shut down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these are valid observations. The Left thinks of itself as tolerant, but often it doesn't behave that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difficulty, however, is that Sue  implies that the Right is composed of broad-minded free-thinkers by comparison. Not quite. I left this comment on Facebook, beneath Sue's list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Some valid points, but alas, life is perhaps not so simple. Many conservatives have their own laundry list of things they want to prevent other people from doing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;watching pornos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;smoking pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;drinking booze (there still are dry counties)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;marrying someone of their own sex&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;having an abortion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Independents like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moi &lt;/span&gt;are kept busy fending off the busybodies from both directions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt my contribution  was polite and respectful. Nevertheless, Sue's response was telling. She likes to present herself as tolerant, but when she encounters someone who values different things than she does, she's quick to reach for the ridicule. Here's the response she posted a few hours later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i won't be complete until I'm smokin pot and chuggin' a brewski, while watching cheap porn with my newlywed lesbian lover, after having had my abortion after that crappy "other" relationship folded. yeah! Now I am really liberated, unopressed and my life is complete! burp! do I feel better now!!! thanks for the input.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is that there is no "Us" and "Them." The more we insist we're better than other people, the more we embrace the very characteristics we say we despise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True tolerance is hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-5421768836984182741?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5421768836984182741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5421768836984182741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/folly-of-them-and-us-thinking.html' title='The Folly of &quot;Us&quot; and &quot;Them&quot; Thinking'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-1884711545280082889</id><published>2009-09-15T21:49:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:12:56.804-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='press freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free speech'/><title type='text'>Free Speech Rules</title><content type='html'>I've stumbled across a brand new Facebook group. It's called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;End the Hate!&lt;/span&gt; and was started by Emily Chatman Duffy from East Bay, California. The description of the group is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Friends,&lt;br /&gt;It's long past time to put a stop to the cult of hating in our media. This style of so-called "reporting" which more honestly recalls it's roots from the Jerry Springer Show, than from the work of Walter Cronkite, began with FAUX (Fox) News owned by right wing Australian Rupert Murdoch. Hate is not a commodity to sell. It's a volatile emotional state that should be respected. It's not packaging for right wing dogma. THIS MUST END!&lt;/blockquote&gt;In a discussion board post titled "Clean Up the Media" Emily  writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If we don't clean up the media then America's big issues will continue to be shown as screaming matches rather than actual debates. Facts will not be aired and wicked threats against the President and Congress will continue to be. The fact is, this shit SELLS! The best way to stop it is to make it UNPROFITABLE for the sponsors of hate media. I know many of you have some great resources to share on how we can do that. Let's get to work! I'm posting two of my favorite sites in the links section of this group. Please post any you have and also please share this group around even of you don't want to join yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Let's get this done!&lt;br /&gt;-Emily&lt;/blockquote&gt;This is followed by a wall post from her that reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Two great organizations that research and report on the media:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinkprogress.org/" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://thinkprogress.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediamatters.org/" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://mediamatters.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, under the page's Recent News heading, appears the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Already one of the biggest mouths in right wing TV, Glenn Beck, has lost 54% of his advertising for his inflaming of hatred against President Obama. Let's work together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;to get these haters off the public airwaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; [emphasis added]&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well, Emily, now would be a good time to &lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Noam_Chomsky#On_freedom_of_speech"&gt;recall &lt;/a&gt;those wise words from Noam Chomsky: "If we don't believe in free speech for those we despise, we don't believe in it at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-1884711545280082889?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1884711545280082889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1884711545280082889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/free-speech-rules.html' title='Free Speech Rules'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-9142755515422369224</id><published>2009-09-15T10:07:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:29:05.800-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><title type='text'>Zero Visibility Possible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sq-rJBGTu8I/AAAAAAAAA-c/ugghrKj5dOg/s1600-h/zero_visibility500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sq-rJBGTu8I/AAAAAAAAA-c/ugghrKj5dOg/s400/zero_visibility500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381708251133098946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During my undergraduate years, one English course in particular left a lasting mark. Called the "Rhetoric of Fiction," it began by examining some non-fiction. We read George Orwell's &lt;a href="http://www.george-orwell.org/Politics_and_the_English_Language/0.html"&gt;thoughts&lt;/a&gt; on the importance of writing clearly. We read Martin Luther King Jr.'s masterful "&lt;a href="http://abacus.bates.edu/admin/offices/dos/mlk/letter.html"&gt;Letter from Birmingham Jail&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were encouraged to notice how such writers constructed their arguments - what techniques they used in their attempts to persuade the reader. Did they appeal to emotions or to the intellect? If they cited authorities and authoritative texts, how apt were their choices under the circumstances? Were they careful about not overstating their facts, charitable toward those with whom they disagreed, circumspect in their choice of words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, two decades later,  whenever I read a newspaper opinion piece, these ideas still jump to the foreground. They remain the criteria by which I judge a person's argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there's no shortage of folks whose thinking doesn't measure up when judged by these standards. Yesterday, while conducting research for a book I'm writing about the global warming debate, I started keeping track of examples of the outrageous hyperbole that now dominates this topic in the popular media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What struck me most is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tone of certainty&lt;/span&gt; with which people are making pronouncements. These folks sound as though they have access to a crystal ball  whose reliability has been proven beyond a shadow of a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know &lt;/span&gt;what the future holds. They &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know &lt;/span&gt;how a fundamentally unpredictable system such as Earth's climate is going to behave if we fail to reduce C02 emissions. They &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know &lt;/span&gt;the results will be catastrophic. They know, well before it has transpired, that   humanity will have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last chance&lt;/span&gt; to avert disaster. They know, before future generations are even born, that those generations will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;powerless&lt;/span&gt; to affect their own fates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. And if the fortune teller down the street could actually predict the future, she'd buy a lottery ticket, collect her winnings, and abandon her tacky storefront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far too much of what is being published  about global warming is  utter nonsense. It's a waste of readers' time. The media needs to get a grip. Wild-eyed, apocalyptic predictions about the future &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are not news&lt;/span&gt;. They amount to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;overwrought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;speculation&lt;/span&gt; - nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the list I compiled yesterday, as I worked my way through a few days' backlog of reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lu&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;“We are rapidly losing time and options to save ourselves from the worst   effects of &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;catastrophic&lt;/span&gt;   climate change.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://netnewsledger.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=356:hyer-set-to-welcome-pedal-for-the-planet-cyclists&amp;amp;catid=38:politics-now&amp;amp;Itemid=89"&gt;-   Canadian politician, Bruce Hyer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If we have a &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;catastrophic&lt;/span&gt;   failure to reach an agreement...at the end of that process there will be  &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;full climactic destabilization.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/environmentNews/idUSTRE5871O820090908?sp=true"&gt;- Tim   Flannery, Chairman of the Copenhagen Climate Council &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"To   maximise our chances of preventing &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;runaway climate change&lt;/span&gt;...we need a binding international treaty and   the &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;last chance&lt;/span&gt; we have to   get that within the timescale of the physics of the planet is the United   Nations climate summit in Copenhagen in December."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mg.co.za/article/2009-09-14-we-were-born-to-halt-climate-change"&gt;-   Franny Armstrong, UK filmmaker    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="article_body"&gt;"Two   degrees is where we trigger &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;runaway   climate change&lt;/span&gt;: two leads to three, three to four, four to five, five   to six … by which time it’s about &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;  over for life on earth&lt;/span&gt;. In other words, our elected leaders are   giving us -- at best -- a coin-flip chance of avoiding  &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;catastrophe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mg.co.za/article/2009-09-14-we-were-born-to-halt-climate-change"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;- Franny Armstrong, UK filmmaker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="article_body"&gt;The   people who came before us didn’t know about climate change and the ones who   come after will be &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;powerless to stop   it&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mg.co.za/article/2009-09-14-we-were-born-to-halt-climate-change"&gt;-   Franny Armstrong, UK filmmaker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt; "...which   gives us, at best, only a 50/50 chance of avoiding   &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;runaway global   warming&lt;/span&gt;....CO2 levels must be reduced to below 350 parts per million to   avoid climate &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;catastrophe&lt;/span&gt;...required to avert   &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;catastrophic&lt;/span&gt; climate   impacts..." &lt;/b&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.oregonlive.com/opinion/index.ssf/2009/09/aces_the_most_important_bill_o.html"&gt;- Amy Atwood, Center for Biological Diversity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I write about the human migrations that will result from future   &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;environmental collapse&lt;/span&gt; of our continent in my forthcoming book,&lt;em&gt; North   American Ark,&lt;/em&gt; but most people, I believe, already share a vague sense   of some &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;overwhelming danger&lt;/span&gt;...My main point is that climate change is   very real and is already causing &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;disastrous, irreversible&lt;/span&gt; and extensive   environmental change right here in North America."&lt;/b&gt; -   &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/giles-slade/alaskas-walruses-high-and_b_284559.html"&gt;Giles Slade,  author&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;b&gt;"A deal is not just desirable, but an imperative...&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;on   a par with the fight against terrorism&lt;/span&gt;...the effects on the planet   could be &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;catastrophic&lt;/span&gt;. Worse   still, there is a sharply increased risk they will create vicious cycles   that cause &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;runaway climate change&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.thenational.ae/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20090913/OPINION/709129942/1080/FOREIGN"&gt;  - David Miliband, UK  Secretary of State&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[hat tip to a gent named &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://tomnelson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tom Nelson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;, who collects these stories from far and wide and shares them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://tomnelson.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/lu&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-9142755515422369224?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/9142755515422369224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/9142755515422369224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/zero-visibility-possible.html' title='Zero Visibility Possible'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sq-rJBGTu8I/AAAAAAAAA-c/ugghrKj5dOg/s72-c/zero_visibility500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-9221138521947662667</id><published>2009-08-22T07:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:08:49.505-04:00</updated><title type='text'>George Carlin on Saving the Planet</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eScDfYzMEEw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eScDfYzMEEw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to making us laugh, comedians serve a useful social purpose. They often say things we feel we aren't able to. In our professional (and social) lives, we frequently avoid topics that are politically sensitive or emotionally charged, since few of us enjoy confrontation. But difficult topics often benefit from a fresh, fearless perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this 7-minute clip, the late great Carlin is unkind to environmentalists, but his larger point is impressively well-informed. When he discusses the various forces with which planet Earth has contended over its 4.5-billion lifespan he isn't making any of this up. It's all true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;"The planet has been through a lot worse than us; been through all kinds of things worse than us. Been through earthquakes, volcanoes, plate techtonics, continental drift, solar flares, sun spots, magnetic storms, the magnetic reversal of the poles, hundreds of thousands of years of bombardment by comets and asteroids and meteors, worldwide floods, tidal waves, worldwide fires, erosion, cosmic rays, recurring ice ages - and we think some plastic bags and some aluminum cans are going to make a difference?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;We humans have a nasty habit of believing that everything is about us. &lt;em&gt;We&lt;/em&gt; must be the cause of everything bad that happens. Natural forces - even ones that were in motion long before we arrived - &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; be susceptible to our influence. The entire theory of human-caused global warming may one day be seen as a textbook case of this humanity-as-the-center-of-the-universe approach to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlin is right. As a species, we're capable of supreme arrogance. That we're obsessing about saving the planet when so much of humanity still lacks clean water and adequate food may qualify as "the greatest arrogance of all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://noconsensus.org/"&gt;NOconsensus.org&lt;/a&gt; for more on the global warming debate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-9221138521947662667?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/9221138521947662667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/9221138521947662667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/george-carlin-on-saving-planet.html' title='George Carlin on Saving the Planet'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-1476505671848337130</id><published>2009-08-21T09:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:49:35.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afghanistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'>Afghanistan's Child Brides</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://video.economist.com/linking/index.jsp?skin=oneclip&amp;amp;ehv=http://audiovideo.economist.com/&amp;amp;fr_story=f9a66be7c029e51f00595371f6d9f2e82040dfda&amp;amp;rf=ev&amp;amp;hl=true" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0" height="336" scrolling="no" width="402"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer Stephanie Sinclair narrates this 10-minute photo slideshow examining the lives of young women in rural Afghanistan. The print version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Economist&lt;/span&gt; notes that: "Around 60% of girls are married off before they reach the legal minimum age of 16...Pregnancies among 10-to-14-year-old girls contribute to the country's high incidence of maternal mortality."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child in this photo is eleven. She is seen here meeting her husband for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-1476505671848337130?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1476505671848337130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1476505671848337130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/afghanistans-child-brides.html' title='Afghanistan&apos;s Child Brides'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-6158313737643858267</id><published>2009-08-19T13:46:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:47:36.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>TripodGirl.com's Second Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sow9_Vs9EfI/AAAAAAAAA4c/6YN2RKbbWNY/s1600-h/TripodGirl_packard6_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sow9_Vs9EfI/AAAAAAAAA4c/6YN2RKbbWNY/s400/TripodGirl_packard6_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371736613912908274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My photography website, &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/"&gt;TripodGirl.com&lt;/a&gt;, was launched two years ago this month. Since then I've posted a new photo gallery each Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are now more than 930 low-resolution images available on the site. All have been formatted as computer wallpaper/backgrounds and are free for students and private individuals to use for non-commercial (non-money-making) purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are photos of &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/paris.php"&gt;Paris&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2008_1/venice.php"&gt;Venice&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/hawaii.php"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/a&gt;. Of vintage &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/wheels.php"&gt;cars&lt;/a&gt;, exotic &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/zoo_animals.php"&gt;animals&lt;/a&gt;, and breathtaking &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/flowers.php"&gt;flowers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-6158313737643858267?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6158313737643858267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6158313737643858267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/tripodgirlcoms-second-anniversary.html' title='TripodGirl.com&apos;s Second Anniversary!'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sow9_Vs9EfI/AAAAAAAAA4c/6YN2RKbbWNY/s72-c/TripodGirl_packard6_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7702442459875834541</id><published>2009-07-26T07:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:34:00.637-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Daybreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Smdp7mkwHGI/AAAAAAAAAyY/RIA0h7QsdFY/s1600-h/TripodGirl_morning_water500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Smdp7mkwHGI/AAAAAAAAAyY/RIA0h7QsdFY/s400/TripodGirl_morning_water500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361370354095758434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daybreak on Lake Simcoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download wallpaper versions of this photo here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_3/serenity.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_3/serenity.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7702442459875834541?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7702442459875834541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7702442459875834541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/daybreak.html' title='Daybreak'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Smdp7mkwHGI/AAAAAAAAAyY/RIA0h7QsdFY/s72-c/TripodGirl_morning_water500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-2469489468758520629</id><published>2009-07-24T06:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T06:23:00.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Big Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Smdny8eLxyI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cj-Kly5EYbY/s1600-h/TripodGirl_big_wave1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Smdny8eLxyI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cj-Kly5EYbY/s400/TripodGirl_big_wave1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361368006331713314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The waves off Oahu, Hawaii, are among the world's most spectacular. See more photos like this and download wallpaper versions here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_3/big-water.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_3/big-water.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-2469489468758520629?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2469489468758520629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2469489468758520629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-water.html' title='Big Water'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Smdny8eLxyI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cj-Kly5EYbY/s72-c/TripodGirl_big_wave1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7934370343190650416</id><published>2009-07-22T15:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:40:09.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><title type='text'>Al Gore Thinks Your  Brain Is Too Primitive</title><content type='html'>For 20 years, Al Gore has been a global warming activist. He has delivered speeches, written books, starred in a documentary film, won an Oscar and a Nobel Prize. But Mr. Gore has a big fat problem. Most of us have tuned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Any measure that we look at shows Al Gore's losing at the moment," declared a Gallup Poll &lt;a href="http://www.usnews.com/blogs/washington-whispers/2009/05/05/sorry-al-gore-but-public-cares-about-the-economy-not-global-warming.html"&gt;spokesperson&lt;/a&gt; in May. "The public is just not that concerned." When asked what they worry about, most people say the economy. Only two percent even mention the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007, when NBC television devoted three hours of prime time to Mr. Gore's celebrity-studded Live Earth event, the network came &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/07/10/AR2007071001987.html"&gt;last&lt;/a&gt; in viewership that evening. Only 2.8 million people tuned in, compared to the 4.2 million who watched reruns of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cops &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;America's Most Wanted&lt;/span&gt; on Fox, and the 3.4 million who preferred the five-year-old animated movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monsters, Inc.&lt;/span&gt; on ABC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every era has its doomsayers who bemoan some threat or another. The planet is &lt;a href="http://www.denisdutton.com/newsweek_coolingworld.pdf"&gt;cooling&lt;/a&gt;, so we'd better stockpile food. Now it's warming and catastrophe looms. Zealots who insist we must repent before it's  too late are hardly a new phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In free and democratic societies, ordinary people get to decide how much attention they pay to  gloom-and-doomsters. But Mr. Gore appears to be having trouble with this concept. Instead, he's proposed a novel explanation for why the public isn't buying his message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a &lt;a href="http://blogs.nature.com/news/thegreatbeyond/2009/07/big_al_speaks_on_climate_and_n.html"&gt;breathless account&lt;/a&gt; published on a blog associated with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nature &lt;/span&gt;(one of the world's most prestigious scientific journals), Mr. Gore recently explained to an Oxford University conference that there are evolutionary and neurological reasons why others don't see the world the way he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gore opened by talking about human psychology and physiology" rather than climate, reports the blogger. "I was amazed to be treated to a pop neuroscience lecture." It seems that Mr. Gore now views environmental awareness as being "ultimately a problem of consciousness." Referring to MRI scans and human brain structure, he insists that "What is being tested is the proposition of whether or not the combination of an opposable thumb and a neo cortex is a viable construct on this planet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no psychologist, but this sounds to me like an attempt to apply a natural science veneer to self-serving rationalization, to invent a clinical-sounding explanation for what are, in fact, shortcomings associated with Mr. Gore's powers of persuasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems not to have crossed his mind that some of us consider his arguments flawed, his data suspect, his climate analysis simplistic, and his rhetoric overwrought. It's as though it has never occurred to Mr. Gore that, to paraphrase the title of a popular book/movie, we're just not that into him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor does he appear to have considered the idea that Joe the Plumber might resent being told to desire/consume less by a man who owns three homes (including a 20-room mansion), travels by &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/news/opinion/editorials/2006-08-09-gore-green_x.htm"&gt;private jet&lt;/a&gt;, and charges &lt;a href="http://www.fastcompany.com/magazine/117/features-gore.html"&gt;$175,000&lt;/a&gt; to deliver a speech. And let's not even talk about the company he keeps – such as his science advisor, James Hansen, who advocates &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/2008/jun/23/fossilfuels.climatechange?feed=science&amp;amp;gusrc=rss"&gt;crimes-against-humanity trials&lt;/a&gt; for oil executives and refers to coal-fired power plants as "&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2009/feb/15/james-hansen-power-plants-coal"&gt;factories of death&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than recognizing our rejection of his worldview, Mr. Gore prefers to regard the rest of as defective. If we don't behave the way he thinks we should, there's only one explanation. Our neo cortexes are too primitive to grasp what someone of his intellect and discernment considers self-evident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://noconsensus.org/"&gt;NOconsensus.org&lt;/a&gt; for more on the global warming debate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7934370343190650416?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7934370343190650416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7934370343190650416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/al-gore-thinks-your-brain-is-too.html' title='Al Gore Thinks Your  Brain Is Too Primitive'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-5267171110847270696</id><published>2009-07-04T10:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:39:47.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Happy Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sk9oSGZuGCI/AAAAAAAAAu4/duOoOpAKfVQ/s1600-h/TripodGirl_US_flag3_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354613142132234274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sk9oSGZuGCI/AAAAAAAAAu4/duOoOpAKfVQ/s400/TripodGirl_US_flag3_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more and download wallpaper versions of this image here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_2/stars-and-stripes.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_2/stars-and-stripes.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-5267171110847270696?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5267171110847270696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5267171110847270696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth of July'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sk9oSGZuGCI/AAAAAAAAAu4/duOoOpAKfVQ/s72-c/TripodGirl_US_flag3_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-4177744754415346505</id><published>2009-07-03T12:31:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:40:35.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genetically modified'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GMO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenpeace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends of the Earth'/><title type='text'>Do As I Say, Not As I Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greens reject the scientific consensus on genetically modified foods&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the global warming debate, those of us who are skeptical that catastrophic climate change is just around the corner are repeatedly bludgeoned with the cudgel of "scientific consensus." We're told that thousands of scientists, under the auspices of the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change, have examined all the evidence and made a decision. We're reminded that prestigious scientific bodies endorse the idea of man-made global warming - and that the best scientific journals do, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we understand the debate is over? That science has spoken? That challenging the theory of global warming is on a par with believing that the moon landings were faked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again we're advised that this "scientific consensus" trumps all else. Greenpeace tells us this. So do its activist pals, Friends of the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that neither of these groups display one bit of respect for scientific consensus when the topic isn't global warming but is instead genetically modified foods. The consensus that such foods are safe for humans, animals and the environment is &lt;a href="http://www.reason.com/news/show/119530.html"&gt;extraordinarily broad-based&lt;/a&gt;. Indeed, one might argue that the list of scientific bodies that agree on this point is longer than the list of organizations that concur with global warming theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/latestCrisis/idUSLU867385"&gt;June 28th&lt;/a&gt;, scientists at the European Food Safety Authority (EFSA) joined this consensus. They ruled that there is no reason to forbid the planting of genetically-modified corn in the European Union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did Greenpeace respond? It so happens that Greenpeace opposes genetically modified foods for &lt;a href="http://www.greenpeace.org/international/campaigns/genetic-engineering"&gt;philosophical reasons&lt;/a&gt;. It argues that, no matter what humanity might gain from biotechnology (such as drought-resistant crops, blindness-preventing rice and medical discoveries) these aren't sufficient "justification to turn the environment into a giant genetic experiment by commercial interests."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rather than being swayed by "scientific consensus," Greenpeace &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/latestCrisis/idUSLU867385"&gt;chose to attack&lt;/a&gt;. It says the scientists who made this decision are unqualified. "Allowing EFSA to express opinions on GM crops while it cannot assess long-term environmental impacts is like allowing someone into a Formula 1 race just because they have a driving license," says Marco Contier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The response by Friends of the Earth was even &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/latestCrisis/idUSLU867385"&gt;more disturbing&lt;/a&gt;. Its spokesperson, Helen Holder, isn't fazed by the fact most scientists appear to support genetically modified organisms [GMOs]. "It's time to sack the EFSA scientists, to disband its GMO panel, and move GMO risk assessment" into the hands of a different decision-making body she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, because they disagree with her, she thinks these scientists should all lose their jobs – and that their organization should not only be restructured, but stripped of its responsibilities. A tad harsh, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out that "scientific consensus" appears to be meaningless to these folks. When it suits them, they'll use it as a club to beat people like me into submission. Otherwise, they're fully prepared to ignore its existence. Which is something worth thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's one more thought. Skeptics are sometimes accused of being conspiracy theorists. Why would so many scientists go along with the idea of global warming if it weren't true, we're asked? Is it really plausible that so many people would sign on if they weren't absolutely convinced it were happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;were a scientist who knew that your honestly-held belief would get you bad-mouthed in the media by aggressive environmental groups, might you not be tempted to go with the flow? If &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; knew that expressing certain views would result in people loudly attacking your credentials and calling for your dismissal, might you not take the path of least resistance, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://noconsensus.org/"&gt;NOconsensus.org&lt;/a&gt; for more on the global warming debate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-4177744754415346505?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/4177744754415346505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/4177744754415346505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-as-i-say-not-as-i-do.html' title='Do As I Say, Not As I Do'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-5131669508348795231</id><published>2009-07-01T06:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:40:36.746-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Happy Canada Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sks7AYdvN1I/AAAAAAAAAt4/bbE2ieb20Yo/s1600-h/TripodGirl_rally4_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353437459813185362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sks7AYdvN1I/AAAAAAAAAt4/bbE2ieb20Yo/s400/TripodGirl_rally4_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download wallpaper versions of this image here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/rally4.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/rally4.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-5131669508348795231?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5131669508348795231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5131669508348795231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sks7AYdvN1I/AAAAAAAAAt4/bbE2ieb20Yo/s72-c/TripodGirl_rally4_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-3379063375817628014</id><published>2009-06-30T09:56:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:32:32.262-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leadership'/><title type='text'>Being a Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Em9wR9e5emY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Em9wR9e5emY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken to watching this video when I feel a bit down about the human race. This incident occurred in April 2003, at the beginning of an NBA playoff game. The 13-year-old eighth-grader had won a contest to sing the national anthem. When her big day came, in front of an audience of 21,000 people she forgot the words and got stage fright. Standing there all alone, not sure what to do, with everyone watching, she's clearly mortified. It's impossible not to empathize with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then something magnificent happens. Maurice Cheeks, the head coach of one of the basketball teams, appears at her side. He puts a fatherly arm around her, repositions her microphone, and starts singing along with her. She recovers her composure, he encourages the audience to join in, and shortly afterward the anthem ends on a high note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songbird's voice became strong again. The few moments during which her acute embarrassment could have spread to everyone present became instead the set-up for an inspiring demonstration of kindness, leadership and redemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a huge sports fan. But playing sports encourages us to pick ourselves up, brush ourselves off, and keep moving forward. It teaches us that stumbling is normal, no big deal. And if we're really lucky, it exposes us to coaches who really do help those around them reach their potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-3379063375817628014?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3379063375817628014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3379063375817628014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/being-hero.html' title='Being a Hero'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-3757049157056331129</id><published>2009-06-18T08:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:51:26.605-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free speech'/><title type='text'>What Tyranny Looks Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sjoticqpn4I/AAAAAAAAAq4/3UjKOFlGSF4/s1600-h/art_tehran_u_irpt425x319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348637577289768834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sjoticqpn4I/AAAAAAAAAq4/3UjKOFlGSF4/s400/art_tehran_u_irpt425x319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo was snagged from CNN's website here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/meast/06/18/iran.communications/index.html"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/meast/06/18/iran.communications/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caption reads: "&lt;em&gt;The aftermath of anti-riot police actions at Tehran University shows smashed computer terminals&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impulse to silence those with different points of view may be more widespread, and closer to the surface, than we realize. Visual representations of this impulse are therefore important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-3757049157056331129?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3757049157056331129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3757049157056331129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-tyranny-looks-like.html' title='What Tyranny Looks Like'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sjoticqpn4I/AAAAAAAAAq4/3UjKOFlGSF4/s72-c/art_tehran_u_irpt425x319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-8715111930809089474</id><published>2009-06-13T11:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:41:32.077-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kyoto Protocol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environmental Defense Fund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenpeace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends of the Earth'/><title type='text'>The Wrong Trousers: Common Ground Between Climate Change Skeptics &amp; Believers</title><content type='html'>I recently re-watched the Academy Award-winning animated short &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0108598/"&gt;Wallace &amp;amp; Gromit in The Wrong Trousers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Like other titles produced by the Aardman Animations company, the film is non-stop eye-candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reason for re-visiting it is a &lt;a href="http://www.lse.ac.uk/collections/mackinderProgramme/pdf/mackinder_Wrong%20Trousers.pdf"&gt;2007 paper&lt;/a&gt; authored by a pair of professors from Oxford University and the London School of Economics. Titled &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lse.ac.uk/collections/mackinderProgramme/pdf/mackinder_Wrong%20Trousers.pdf"&gt;The Wrong Trousers: Radically Rethinking Climate Policy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, this 47-page document accepts the premise that dangerous global warming has, indeed, commenced and that the planet faces long-term harmful consequences as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I consider said premise debatable. But that's a separate issue. The professors, Gwyn Prins and Steve Rayner, say they purposely named their paper after the Wallace &amp;amp; Gromit film. In their view, the mechanical trousers that start out as a cool invention but end up kidnapping Wallace, are an apt metaphor for the Kyoto Protocol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Their main argument: "the Kyoto Protocol has also marched us involuntarily to unintended and unwelcome places."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their writing is intelligent and eloquent. It's also direct. Kyoto, they say, was always a "fundamentally flawed" instrument that "was doomed from birth." Due to its single-minded focus on reducing emissions, they feel Kyoto made discussing other responses to climate change "taboo." Kyoto has assumed the status of "creed" and "dogma" they say and, as a result, the world has "wasted fifteen years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their paper is a fabulous demonstration of the old adage that the road to hell is paved with good intentions. It also reveals that there's plenty of common ground between individuals who believe dangerous global warming is occurring and those who remain unconvinced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Prins and Rayner, many climate skeptics believe our focus should shift to adaptation. Encouraging populations to prepare for the risks associated with droughts, floods, hurricanes and tsunamis is guaranteed to save lives - since such events will continue to be facts of life irrespective of global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many skeptics, Prins and Rayner argue that Kyoto's emission-reduction targets were always too low to have had any significant impact on the big picture. Moreover, their paper demonstrates that, while some countries have worked hard to meet their Kyoto obligations, these efforts have been neutralized by other factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, because the European Union allowed national governments to distribute unlimited carbon emission permits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"European governments did what governments seeking popular approval always do, namely look after their own national interests. They therefore issued permits to European industry to the value of more than the then estimated total European carbon emission...There were many guilty parties. But the worst culprit was the Italian government, which showered this free subsidy onto Italian industry on a heroic scale (close to the total estimate for all of Europe). The carbon price crashed from over 30 Euros/ton to 20 cents in the spring of 2006."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sobering for the authors to admit - and for us to read - that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The failure of Kyoto in its own terms is most eloquently attested by the finding that the (working) Montreal Protocol on CFC reductions may have had a larger net physical impact on the greenhouse effect as an incidental consequence, than Kyoto would have had if it had been fully implemented. Perhaps even more startling is that the Bush Administration’s “Methane to markets” programme, launched before the Kyoto Protocol was activated, may have done more to reduce emissions than all of Kyoto."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A meeting is scheduled for this December in Copenhagen. Its purpose is to help establish international policies to replace the Kyoto Protocol when it expires in 2012. In tune with climate skeptics, Prins and Rayner are adamant that more of the same is not the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the problem. More of the same is exactly what's being promoted loudly by activist groups. Greenpeace Canada is running a campaign called KYOTO&lt;em&gt;plus&lt;/em&gt;. The &lt;a href="http://kyotoplus.greenpeace.ca/petition/index.php?event_id=canada"&gt;petition&lt;/a&gt; Canadians are urged to sign targets emissions exclusively. As usual, Greenpeace's language is apocalyptic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Global warming is the greatest threat to life on earth...only urgent action can avert uncontrollable, runaway climate change."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the US-based Environmental Defense Fund's &lt;a href="http://blogs.edf.org/climatetalks/2009/06/01/bonn-2-text-on-table-horse-trading-begins/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, four elements are critical with respect to the Copenhagen meeting: &lt;em&gt;"The first is clarity on how far industrialized countries are willing and able to cut their emissions, and the second is what developing countries are willing and able to do. The third is clarity on what financing will be available to support developing nations, and the fourth is a governance framework for implementing the agreement."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words: emissions, emissions, emissions, emissions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends of the Earth International has its own &lt;a href="http://www.foe.co.uk/climatetalks/petition.html"&gt;website petition&lt;/a&gt; regarding the Copenhagen meeting. It calls on governments of the rich world to do three things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;cut emissions by "at least 40%" by 2020&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;refrain from purchasing carbon credits or offsets from the developing world&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finance clean energy solutions in poorer countries and help such countries cope "with the floods, droughts and famines caused by climate change"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;While the final clause in the final point is encouraging, it's clearly an afterthought. The main focus is dramatic emission cuts over an unrealistically short period of time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's difficult not to sympathize with Prins and Rayner. Like skeptics, they find themselves at odds with activists who remain deaf to reasoned argument and new perspectives. Like skeptics they, too, worry about the consequences should their efforts to change minds fail:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Both writers of this essay began to be engaged with the issue of climate change in the mid-1980s when the task was to gain any audience at all for the discussion...Today, we find that we are like coachmen on a runaway stage-coach, trying to rein back bolting horses, crying “Whoa! Whoa!” before an accident happens."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://noconsensus.org/"&gt;NOconsensus.org&lt;/a&gt; for more on the global warming debate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-8715111930809089474?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8715111930809089474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8715111930809089474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/wrong-trousers-common-ground-between.html' title='The Wrong Trousers: Common Ground Between Climate Change Skeptics &amp; Believers'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7741687514658943122</id><published>2009-06-08T22:25:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:47:54.104-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln Memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington D.C.'/><title type='text'>Lincoln's Grasp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sixon9bqkeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/hne-DApKGLM/s1600-h/TripodGirl_lincoln_memorial4_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344761893496721890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sixon9bqkeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/hne-DApKGLM/s400/TripodGirl_lincoln_memorial4_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken a week ago at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington, D.C. This sculpture is given an extended cameo in the new &lt;em&gt;Night at the Museum&lt;/em&gt; movie. The film also features the 19-building wonder of the world known as The Smithsonian. All of its museums - as well as a zoo - have free admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more and download wallpaper versions of this image at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_2/lincoln_memorial.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_2/lincoln_memorial.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7741687514658943122?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7741687514658943122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7741687514658943122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/lincolns-grasp.html' title='Lincoln&apos;s Grasp'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sixon9bqkeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/hne-DApKGLM/s72-c/TripodGirl_lincoln_memorial4_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-686962258950766891</id><published>2009-05-29T11:25:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:59:14.433-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free speech'/><title type='text'>Censored at the Coffee Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sh_-tAdURCI/AAAAAAAAAms/nVMoj__Y7Io/s1600-h/censored_photo_annotated450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341267732255228962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sh_-tAdURCI/AAAAAAAAAms/nVMoj__Y7Io/s400/censored_photo_annotated450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It may be 2009 and those of us who live in urban centers may consider ourselves oh-so-sophisticated. But artistic portrayals of the human body still have the power to send us into a tizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent months I've had the good fortune to hang my photography in downtown Toronto coffee shops. More than one chain in Canada's largest city makes its walls available to visual artists for weeks at a time. This is a wonderful thing. It would be a shame if such policies ended (which is why I'm not going to identify the corporate entity or the address of the shop in this case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this month, one of my photos was removed from the wall by the manager of a store hosting my work. A male customer apparently complained that my 5x5-inch photo set into a 17x17-inch frame was something to which his two young sons shouldn't be exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It was  hung at eye-level above a counter used by those adding cream and sugar to their beverages. Honestly, given its placement and size, it would have been difficult for a young child to see much of it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo was taken at a public beach earlier this year. The subject is male. He's wearing swimming trunks and has his back to the camera. Yes, that back is tanned, glistening, and has a lovely line to it. But when compared to Calvin Klein billboards, this image is tiny. When compared to many American Apparel ads, it's wholesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop's manager is youngish. Perhaps, had she been more experienced, she might have responded differently. But when confronted by a customer who asked how she'd feel if the photo were of a woman dressed only in her bikini bottom, she acquiesced to his demands for censorship rather than defend artistic expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't envy her. Her primary business is not running an art gallery. It's selling coffee. As a private business, the owners and managers of the shop have a perfect right to decide what hangs on their walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this shop is in an affluent part of town that's home to many different kinds of artists. But that's no guarantee that someone won't find a photograph of the human body so offensive they'll demand that their children be shielded from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo in question is available as free computer wallpaper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/waikiki_boy1.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/waikiki_boy1.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-686962258950766891?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/686962258950766891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/686962258950766891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/censored-at-coffee-bar.html' title='Censored at the Coffee Bar'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sh_-tAdURCI/AAAAAAAAAms/nVMoj__Y7Io/s72-c/censored_photo_annotated450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7215624068858813815</id><published>2009-05-26T09:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:22:40.349-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Lava Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Shv1m0L5j_I/AAAAAAAAAkk/aCyWQHTG-dM/s1600-h/TripodGirl_lava4_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340131830370242546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Shv1m0L5j_I/AAAAAAAAAkk/aCyWQHTG-dM/s400/TripodGirl_lava4_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hawaii's Big Island is a world of contrasts. There's lush rainforest, windswept desert, and an active volvanco that has been spewing lava for hundreds of thousands of years. When the lava hardens it turns to ragged, forbidding rock. Vast areas resemble the Land of Mordor. Vegetation, ever optimistic, works hard at finding a foothold amidst the desolation, but the battle to turn these areas green again will continue for decades, perhaps centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this shot from a moving vehicle - thus the blur in the foreground. At wallpaper size, the image is quite haunting. It reminds me how puny humans are compared to certain forces of nature. When the volcano begins spewing molten lava from a new direction there's not a thing we &lt;em&gt;homo sapiens&lt;/em&gt; can do about it - other than get out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download wallpaper versions of this image here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_2/lava.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_2/lava.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7215624068858813815?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7215624068858813815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7215624068858813815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/lava-rock.html' title='Lava Rock'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Shv1m0L5j_I/AAAAAAAAAkk/aCyWQHTG-dM/s72-c/TripodGirl_lava4_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-2630809617016894394</id><published>2009-05-16T11:49:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:21:19.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>On the Cusp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sg7gm-74vaI/AAAAAAAAAiM/wGfiMnrvj_c/s1600-h/TripodGirl_fiddlehead3_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336449568814448034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sg7gm-74vaI/AAAAAAAAAiM/wGfiMnrvj_c/s400/TripodGirl_fiddlehead3_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been busy, immersed, distracted lately. I've been reading, reading, reading. Books and websites and scientific journals. News stories and blogs and Twitter feeds. My brain is bursting with facts and figures I'm struggling to make sense of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 14 years since I wrote my first and only book. Until now, I've felt no need to repeat the experience. But I may be on the cusp of changing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in debate. I believe in questions. I believe anyone who wants anyone else to dramatically change their lives had better have a strong and persuasive argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reading about global warming has left me bewildered, bemused - and alarmed. I've spent the past several weeks educating myself, and what I've learned isn't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a whole side of the global warming discussion that 90% of the mainstream media ignores. This is because editors and journalists are as susceptible to "group think" as anyone else. It's also because reporters are often too rushed or too lazy to read anything more than the press release when a new study claims to have found yet another reason why global warming should scare us out of our wits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't feel the need to say anything at all about this topic. There are lots of other things I'd rather be thinking about in my spare time. But the current state of affairs is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download wallpaper versions of the above image (and see more) on my website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_2/ferns.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_2/ferns.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-2630809617016894394?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2630809617016894394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2630809617016894394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-cusp.html' title='On the Cusp'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sg7gm-74vaI/AAAAAAAAAiM/wGfiMnrvj_c/s72-c/TripodGirl_fiddlehead3_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-2784567189466683273</id><published>2009-04-24T11:58:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:28:21.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Over Matter</title><content type='html'>Mind over matter, &lt;i&gt;aka&lt;/i&gt; using your very own brainwaves to manipulate physical objects, is no longer science fiction. Two toys that employ this concept will hit the market in time for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future is here and it's gonna be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An article about this (with a cool video embedded) appears here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/04/22/AR2009042204036.html"&gt;http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/04/22/AR2009042204036.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-2784567189466683273?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2784567189466683273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2784567189466683273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/mind-over-matter.html' title='Mind Over Matter'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-8893349869590706561</id><published>2009-04-22T12:52:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:22:51.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Past, Present &amp; Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="326" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/JuanEnriquez_2009-embed_high.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JuanEnriquez-2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=463"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="400" height="326" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/JuanEnriquez_2009-embed_high.flv&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JuanEnriquez-2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=432&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=463"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're interested in ideas and in the future, this video is guaranteed to make your eyes go wide. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Juan Enriquez is an impressive - and humorous - speaker. He delivers grim news about the current state of the US economy, but also suggests a mind-blowing future that won't be like anything we've seen before. Really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the best uses of 20 minutes I can think of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you have trouble playing this video, try it here: &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/view/id/463"&gt;http://www.ted.com/talks/view/id/463&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visit TED.com to hear lots more smart, insightful people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-8893349869590706561?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8893349869590706561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8893349869590706561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/past-present-future.html' title='Past, Present &amp; Future'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-2094432840264399851</id><published>2009-04-19T17:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:10:08.245-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Places To Be, Babies To Kiss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeuUe4ngMbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/uieRCI54BNw/s1600-h/TripodGirl_places_to_be500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326514242610803122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeuUe4ngMbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/uieRCI54BNw/s400/TripodGirl_places_to_be500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feral poultry is commonplace in Hawaii. One sees hens, roosters and chicks stepping gingerly through downtown parking lots and pecking apart garbage alongside highways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Kauai, one of the islands, loud and aggressive roosters have become so numerous they're considered a public nuisance. Our guidebook recommends bringing along earplugs if visiting this island, since the cock-a-doodle-doo-ing is not confined to daylight hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch a &lt;em&gt;Wall Street Journal&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/video/hawaii-battles-rooster-infestation/0CEF3B9D-8D96-4D39-ACEB-EF5433E123B2.html"&gt;newsreel about this here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the photo for a larger view. Wallpaper-sized versions may be downloaded here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/places_to_be.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/places_to_be.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-2094432840264399851?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2094432840264399851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2094432840264399851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/places-to-be-babies-to-kiss.html' title='Places To Be, Babies To Kiss...'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeuUe4ngMbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/uieRCI54BNw/s72-c/TripodGirl_places_to_be500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-9013534551843139178</id><published>2009-04-17T10:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:45:19.277-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Freshly Baked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeiU9en7eBI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ULSGuV5fZnY/s1600-h/TripodGirl_loaves500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325670343279081490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeiU9en7eBI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ULSGuV5fZnY/s400/TripodGirl_loaves500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crusty on the outside, silken on the inside. I took this shot last weekend at Toronto's &lt;a href="http://www.stlawrencemarket.com/"&gt;St. Lawrence Market&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download wallpaper versions of this image here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/loaves.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/loaves.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-9013534551843139178?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/9013534551843139178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/9013534551843139178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/freshly-baked.html' title='Freshly Baked'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeiU9en7eBI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ULSGuV5fZnY/s72-c/TripodGirl_loaves500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-3879246506565177697</id><published>2009-04-14T21:12:00.032-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:49:15.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='United Nations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free speech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>Good Girl, Bad Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeU1eDPf12I/AAAAAAAAAVI/QuvnMqRBBUA/s1600-h/good_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324720924818134882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeU1eDPf12I/AAAAAAAAAVI/QuvnMqRBBUA/s400/good_girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324720862579923570" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeU1abYwGnI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8PEuMJZR6jY/s400/bad_girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The United Nations can point to many decent, heroic achievements over the years, but its crusade against climate change has now turned scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only people in this world who are not entitled to ask questions are slaves (of their masters) and worshippers (of their prophets, priests and gods). One cannot be considered free if one is prohibited from asking questions - of any sort, but particularly regarding a topic that is rarely absent from the daily news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet according to a spokeswoman for the United Nations, its experts have not only declared the global warming debate to be over before all sides agree that it is, they've also decided that our right to ask questions is a mere triviality. They're in a hurry to save the planet, you see, so they don't have time for silly little things like free speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gro Harlem Brundtland used to be the first female Prime Minister of Norway. Today she's the United Nations' Special Envoy on Climate Change. She reports directly to the UN's Secretary General.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what does she whisper into that gentleman's ear? We have no way of knowing, but what she says in public speeches to rooms full of people is no secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 17th of March, just a few weeks ago, Ms. Brundtland addressed the United Nations' Forestry Committee. Her &lt;a href="http://www.fao.org/forestry/media/17186/0/0/"&gt;full comments&lt;/a&gt; are posted on a UN web site. The third paragraph on page 2 is of particular interest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;It is irresponsible, reckless and deeply immoral to question the seriousness of the situation we are in&lt;/em&gt;," she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me, but I don't accept anyone's word as gospel. I make up my own mind, thanks very much - and I'll ask whatever questions I please, for as long as I please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the United Nations starts declaring mere questions &lt;em&gt;irresponsible&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;immoral&lt;/em&gt;, Houston we've got a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://noconsensus.org/"&gt;NOconsensus.org&lt;/a&gt; for more on the global warming debate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-3879246506565177697?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3879246506565177697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3879246506565177697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-girl-bad-girl.html' title='Good Girl, Bad Girl'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeU1eDPf12I/AAAAAAAAAVI/QuvnMqRBBUA/s72-c/good_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-1154022266260455408</id><published>2009-04-12T14:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:40:36.037-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeItq4744zI/AAAAAAAAAUY/HfEjfzEZWww/s1600-h/TripodGirl_egg_pot500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323867924366680882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeItq4744zI/AAAAAAAAAUY/HfEjfzEZWww/s400/TripodGirl_egg_pot500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day He created Spring&lt;/em&gt;" - Bern Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download wallpaper versions of this image here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/egg_pot.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/egg_pot.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-1154022266260455408?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1154022266260455408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1154022266260455408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SeItq4744zI/AAAAAAAAAUY/HfEjfzEZWww/s72-c/TripodGirl_egg_pot500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-2487981146362771625</id><published>2009-04-07T15:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:14:18.168-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth Hour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Wildlife Fund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>Earth Hour Hysteria</title><content type='html'>Earth Hour 2009 finally pushed me over the edge. Anyone who hasn't been living in a cave knows about global warming and how we should all do our part to avert impending disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been skeptical of the hype for some time, but life is short and until now I've felt I had other battles to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But matters have gotten out of hand. Earth Hour started out as an entirely voluntary, highly symbolic expression of environmental concern. In astonishingly short order, however, it has morphed into something approaching a &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/article/610250"&gt;civic duty&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hydro bill arrived two days after Earth Hour. But printed below my "daily usage" graph is the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Participate in Earth Hour by turning off all your lights on March 28 between 8:30 p.m. and 9:30 p.m. To learn more, visit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.earthhourcanada.org/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.earthhourcanada.org/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;That web address belongs to the World Wildlife Fund. The WWF &lt;a href="http://wwf.ca/about_us/"&gt;describes itself&lt;/a&gt; as "one of the country's leading conservation organizations, enjoying the active support of more than 150,000 Canadians."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/print/ca.html"&gt;33 million&lt;/a&gt; people live in Canada. The WWF is, let's admit it, merely one among hundreds of groups devoted to good causes. So why is my public utility - the Toronto Hydro Electric System - promoting the activities of this particular lobby group?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent issue of &lt;a href="http://www.nowtoronto.com/"&gt;NOW&lt;/a&gt;, a free Toronto entertainment weekly, has a full-page ad inside its front cover promoting a free Earth Hour music concert. The ad was paid for, apparently, by the WWF and the City of Toronto. "&lt;em&gt;Switch off &amp;amp; sign up at EarthHourCanada.org&lt;/em&gt;" it reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the enormous media coverage, why would additional government funds be spent on the promotion of such activities? The &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toronto Star&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Canada's largest newspaper, didn't write an article or two, it published an &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/earthhour"&gt;Earth Hour section&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the top of the online version there's an ad for, you guessed it, the WWF. The page contains prominent links to dozens of stories published by &lt;em&gt;The Star&lt;/em&gt; during the weeks leading up to Earth Hour. Then there's an additional 17 articles by columnists and guest writers ranging from &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/SpecialSections/EarthHour/article/294693"&gt;Margaret Atwood&lt;/a&gt; (novelist) to &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/News/article/294707"&gt;Robert Bateman&lt;/a&gt; (painter) to Archbishop &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/comment/article/608603"&gt;Desmond Tutu&lt;/a&gt; (Nobel laureate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The headlines on these articles leave no room for doubt or debate. They refer to the "&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/comment/article/608603"&gt;moral aspect&lt;/a&gt; of climate change&lt;/em&gt;," the "&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/SpecialSections/EarthHour/article/294701"&gt;apocalypse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" of urban sprawl, and warn that we have mere hours to "&lt;em&gt;prevent &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/News/Canada/article/607159"&gt;climate disaster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One guest essay, titled "On a Leap of &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/SpecialSections/EarthHour/article/294689"&gt;Faith&lt;/a&gt;," bears this as its subtitle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If we stop flying and shipping, take bicycles to work and slash electricity use, would we sidestep the predicted environmental catastrophe? We don't know...But it would be immoral not to try.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm very sorry, but all of this amounts to hysteria. It really is time that sensible people started speaking up and pushing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-2487981146362771625?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2487981146362771625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2487981146362771625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/earth-hour-hysteria.html' title='Earth Hour Hysteria'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-8989543047506003385</id><published>2009-03-27T07:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:11:35.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Heavenly Hibiscus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScqQeO6YRtI/AAAAAAAAASY/8HeoKI2e3jQ/s1600-h/TripodGirl_hibiscus4_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317221159137724114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScqQeO6YRtI/AAAAAAAAASY/8HeoKI2e3jQ/s400/TripodGirl_hibiscus4_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's only recently that I put 2 and 2 together and realized that the flowers that appear on traditional Hawaiian shirts are, indeed, hibiscus flowers. This image is part of a photo series titled &lt;em&gt;Heavenly Hibiscus&lt;/em&gt; - spectacular specimens shot in Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more and download wallpaper versions of this image here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_1/heavenly_hibiscus.php"&gt;http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_1/heavenly_hibiscus.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-8989543047506003385?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8989543047506003385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8989543047506003385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/heavenly-hibiscus.html' title='Heavenly Hibiscus'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScqQeO6YRtI/AAAAAAAAASY/8HeoKI2e3jQ/s72-c/TripodGirl_hibiscus4_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-4444838259702860107</id><published>2009-03-25T10:57:00.036-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:09:10.904-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='press freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honor killing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'>Honor Killing in Turkey</title><content type='html'>Rarely do my feminist, journalist, and civil libertarian selves all experience cardiac arrest at the same time. But a recent &lt;a href="http://www.todayszaman.com/tz-web/detaylar.do?load=detay&amp;amp;link=170502&amp;amp;bolum=100#"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;em&gt;Today's Zaman&lt;/em&gt;, a Turkish newspaper, has induced that response. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tripodgirl.com/downloads/docs/honor_killings_in_turkey.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PDF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is also available]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article is about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Honor_killing"&gt;honor killing&lt;/a&gt;. You know that civilized practice in which girls and women are murdered by their male relatives for wearing makeup or inappropriate dress, for talking to men who aren't related to them, or for wanting a divorce? (Recently, the term has also been used to describe familial murders of gays and lesbians.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The headline on this story reads: "&lt;em&gt;Media help escalate honor killings, study reveals&lt;/em&gt;." Usually, the opposite is true. Shining light on a social problem can raise the sort of awareness that eventually changes attitudes and laws, establishes support services, and encourages prevention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where's the evidence for such a startling claim? It turns out, no academic study was ever undertaken. Rather, Turkey's Ministry of Education conducted a public opinion poll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of surveying 440 high school students and their parents, it discovered alarming things. 13% of the parents and 10% of the students said they had personally witnessed an honor-killing. Yes, you heard that right. One in ten Turkish high school students have &lt;em&gt;witnessed a murder&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, 25% of both parents and students said they support honor killings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the data that gave birth to the headline: 23% of the parents and 29% of the students happen to &lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt; that media reporting of honor-killings increases the incidence of such crimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the original intent of this poll, it's clear the results will now be used against the Turkish press. The geniuses running the country didn't actually investigate whether media attentions hurts or helps. Nor do they seem concerned about the damage done to young people who witness murder firsthand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, the government is preoccupied with how the media portrays such events. The press is being urged to cover honor killings "&lt;em&gt;with the utmost prudence so as not to negatively affect children&lt;/em&gt;." Moreover, the government now says proper education of the "&lt;em&gt;reporters who are covering such stories&lt;/em&gt;" is important. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Turkey, the media is obviously in the wrong if high school students don't consider "&lt;em&gt;the programs aired or the stories printed...to be impartial or close to reality.&lt;/em&gt;" Perish the thought that the students might be less-than-fully-informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its application to join the European Union notwithstanding, &lt;a href="http://www.rsf.org/article.php3?id_article=25503"&gt;freedom-of-the-press &lt;/a&gt;is still a distant dream in Turkey. Imagine North American newspapers being instructed to "&lt;em&gt;stress the outcomes - not the causes&lt;/em&gt;" when describing certain kinds of murders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been to Turkey. But speaking as someone who was a print journalist for more than a decade, this translates as: Never mind that a teenage girl was murdered simply because she talked to a boy. What matters is that lots of people think she &lt;em&gt;deserved&lt;/em&gt; to have her skull bashed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-4444838259702860107?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/4444838259702860107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/4444838259702860107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/honor-killing-in-turkey.html' title='Honor Killing in Turkey'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-1751431774091147882</id><published>2009-03-23T12:16:00.040-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:27:44.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robbie Fulks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Southern Gothic 1</title><content type='html'>During the years I've owned an iPod, grouping together songs that share a similar tempo, sound, or theme has become a habit. One of my longstanding playlists is titled &lt;em&gt;Southern Gothic&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In American literature, writers such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Faulkner"&gt;William Faulkner&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Flannery O'Connor" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flannery_O%27Connor"&gt;Flannery O'Connor&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Truman_Capote"&gt;Truman Capote&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tennessee_Williams"&gt;Tennesse Williams&lt;/a&gt; typify this genre. Their work evokes a shadowy, dark, dysfunctional Southern US inhabited by people whose lives have become twisted and whose promise has withered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the top of my &lt;em&gt;Southern Gothic&lt;/em&gt; playlist is a tune titled "Real Money" by songwriter extraordinaire Robbie Fulks. My husband and I had the pleasure of seeing Fulks live at Nashville's iconic &lt;a href="http://www.bluebirdcafe.com/"&gt;Blue Bird Cafe&lt;/a&gt; nearly a decade ago. Prior to the show, we'd never heard of him. It turns out that &lt;a href="http://www.bloodshotrecords.com/artist/robbie-fulks"&gt;describing&lt;/a&gt; him as a "honky tonk smartass" &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; "monster talent" covers things nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play this song loud and you'll enter a creepy world of political corruption and neglected children. &lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="270" width="40"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_green_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=40&amp;amp;myheight=210&amp;amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Floadplaylist.php%3Fplaylist%3D61075783%26t%3D1237824941&amp;amp;wid=os"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; visibility:visible; height:210px;" allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf" flashvars="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_green_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=400&amp;amp;myheight=210&amp;amp;playlist_url=http://www.indimusic.us/loadplaylist.php?playlist=61075783&amp;t=1237824941&amp;amp;wid=os" width="400" height="210" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.profileplaylist.net/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Get a playlist!" src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/create_green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/standalone/61075783" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Standalone player" src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Couples in Trouble&lt;/em&gt; - the CD on which this song appears - is not available on iTunes. It can be purchased from Fulks' web site for &lt;a href="http://robbiefulks.com/music/albums/30-Couples-In-Trouble"&gt;$13.00 USD&lt;/a&gt; or for &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/s/ref=nb_ss_gw?url=search-alias%3Daps&amp;amp;field-keywords=couples+in+trouble"&gt;$12.99 CDN&lt;/a&gt; from Amazon.ca (Personally, I prefer purchasing from the artists themselves so that more of my money makes it into their hands.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-1751431774091147882?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1751431774091147882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1751431774091147882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/southern-gothic-1.html' title='Southern Gothic 1'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-5012365430792495490</id><published>2009-03-21T13:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:33:42.643-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScUkgVIXUfI/AAAAAAAAARY/mJ7hWPr7Rmc/s1600-h/TripodGirl_honolulu_park500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315695073027379698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScUkgVIXUfI/AAAAAAAAARY/mJ7hWPr7Rmc/s400/TripodGirl_honolulu_park500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Honolulu park in the middle of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more and download wallpaper versions of this image here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_1/green_hawaii.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_1/green_hawaii.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-5012365430792495490?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5012365430792495490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5012365430792495490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/green.html' title='Green'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScUkgVIXUfI/AAAAAAAAARY/mJ7hWPr7Rmc/s72-c/TripodGirl_honolulu_park500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-1936699639706397122</id><published>2009-03-18T13:37:00.036-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T08:22:46.941-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George W. Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pope Benedict XVI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIDS'/><title type='text'>George W. Makes the Pope Look Small</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScFSiORpC2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Ws3MkavKTRs/s1600-h/TripodGirl_US_flag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314619783175015266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScFSiORpC2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Ws3MkavKTRs/s400/TripodGirl_US_flag1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday former US president George W. Bush delivered his first public address since leaving the Oval Office. The setting was Calgary, a city in Western Canada, and the event was organized by the Chamber of Commerce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not Bush was a good president is not the issue here.&lt;br /&gt;What's noteworthy is that he made a point of expressing his full support for President Barack Obama. [&lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/LAC.20090318.BUSH18/TPStory/National"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;] Publicly repudiating the odious Rush Limbaugh, he declared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I want the President to succeed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he got truly impressive: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I love my country a lot more than I love politics."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the same day that Bush was putting political dogma firmly in its place, Pope Benedict XVI, the head of the Roman Catholic church, was touring AIDS-ravaged Africa with rather a different approach to divided loyalties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two out of three people who suffer from HIV live in Africa. In 2007, 75% of AIDS deaths occurred there. [&lt;a href="http://data.unaids.org/pub/GlobalReport/2008/jc1510_2008_global_report_pp29_62_en.pdf"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to one report:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;HIV/AIDS is reversing the gains in life expectancy that much of southern Africa had made prior to the onset of the epidemic. Lesotho, a country with an average life expectancy of almost 60 years in 1995, has since seen that figure drop to 36 years."&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;a href="http://knowledge.allianz.com/en/globalissues/demographic_change/population_growth/aids_southern_africa.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put simply: AIDS continues to devastate Africa, robbing these struggling countries of productive workers and orphaning millions of children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organizations that do nothing but fight AIDS year after year insist every available means of combating this disease needs to be utilized. They say education, treatment, male circumcision, encouraging people to have fewer sexual partners, encouraging them to wait longer before having sex, all have a role to play. They also insist that condoms are one of the most effective counter-measures available. [&lt;a href="http://www.unaids.org/en/KnowledgeCentre/Resources/PressCentre/PressReleases/2009/20090318_ComprehensivePrevention.asp"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScFRlVLikMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Zd5KfUMN3wM/s1600-h/condoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314618737056452802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScFRlVLikMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Zd5KfUMN3wM/s400/condoms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the organization that Pope Benedict heads isn't devoted primarily to fighting AIDS. Rather, his church (in whose traditions I was personally raised) has spent centuries trying to regulate human sexuality &lt;em&gt;per se&lt;/em&gt;. It condemns masturbation, birth control, homosexuality, sexual relations between consenting adults who don't happen to be married, and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given this history, the Pope was perfectly consistent yesterday when, once again, he rejected the use of condoms to combat AIDS, suggesting they do more harm than good. [&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2009/mar/17/pope-africa-condoms-aids"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pope's first concern isn't the suffering, grief, loss, and tragedy that AIDS is visiting on the blighted continent that is Africa. Compassion, love for his fellow man, concern for African children - none of these things have the power to trump his church's antiquated sexual teachings. To quote an anti-AIDS spokesperson, the Pope's position demonstrates "that religious dogma is more important to him than the lives of Africans." [&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2009/mar/17/pope-africa-condoms-aids"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'd have thought that George W. Bush would, with intelligence and good grace, make the Pope himself look callous and small-minded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-1936699639706397122?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1936699639706397122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1936699639706397122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/george-w-makes-pope-look-small.html' title='George W. Makes the Pope Look Small'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/ScFSiORpC2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Ws3MkavKTRs/s72-c/TripodGirl_US_flag1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-612439062329871750</id><published>2009-03-16T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:00:00.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Skyward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sb1SSnFBeII/AAAAAAAAAPw/1z1o24rehHA/s1600-h/TripodGirl_kona_steeple500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313493615048226946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sb1SSnFBeII/AAAAAAAAAPw/1z1o24rehHA/s400/TripodGirl_kona_steeple500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this shot last month, on the Kona coast of Hawaii's Big Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mist. A church steeple. Lush, multiple levels of green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download wallpaper versions of this image and see more here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_1/green_hawaii.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_1/green_hawaii.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-612439062329871750?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/612439062329871750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/612439062329871750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/skyward.html' title='Skyward'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sb1SSnFBeII/AAAAAAAAAPw/1z1o24rehHA/s72-c/TripodGirl_kona_steeple500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-6698416800579157100</id><published>2009-03-15T18:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:36:50.101-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Coqui Frogs</title><content type='html'>Pronounced "coke - ee", these little noisemakers are both adored and despised in Hawaii (they have no natural predators and large numbers of them in any given locale can, apparently, be outrageously loud).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their song reminds me a whip-poor-will bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="350" height="50"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://soundboard.com/sb/playerskins/singleTrackPlayer.swf?trackURL=http://soundboard.com/mediafiles/MTExNzIxNDgzMTExNzI3_EYdwZIOpLJE.mp3&amp;vol=70&amp;action=stop&amp;title=Whippoorwill nice notes" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://soundboard.com/sb/playerskins/singleTrackPlayer.swf?trackURL=http://soundboard.com/mediafiles/MTExNzIxNDgzMTExNzI3_EYdwZIOpLJE.mp3&amp;vol=70&amp;action=stop&amp;title=Whippoorwill nice notes" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="50"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which I associate fondly with warm summer evenings from my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the pleasure of hearing coquis in Hilo, on the Big Island. The climate there is pretty much that of a rainforest, so I fell asleep on those two nights listening to the sound of the rain intermingled with the coquis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm back in Canada, I'm grateful that other similarly-entranced Hawaii tourists have posted recordings on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q5HFtl5EvoI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q5HFtl5EvoI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-6698416800579157100?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6698416800579157100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6698416800579157100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/coqui-frogs.html' title='Coqui Frogs'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-6433365347713606214</id><published>2009-03-11T15:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:39:57.909-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Lilacs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbgSC6ZmBVI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/l0Gl3Fs1Pcs/s1600-h/TripodGirl_lilacs500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312015601729144146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbgSC6ZmBVI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/l0Gl3Fs1Pcs/s400/TripodGirl_lilacs500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The snow is melting away here in Toronto, and my calendar advises that the first day of Spring is only nine days hence. For me, lilacs are one of the great blessings of that season. Vibrant, fleeting, unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallpaper versions of this photo may be downloaded here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/lilacs.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/lilacs.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Spring images may be seen here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/springtime.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/springtime.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-6433365347713606214?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6433365347713606214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6433365347713606214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/lilacs.html' title='Lilacs'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbgSC6ZmBVI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/l0Gl3Fs1Pcs/s72-c/TripodGirl_lilacs500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-5327316779170734261</id><published>2009-03-09T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:14:43.031-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Bodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_1/beautiful_bodies.php"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882438082817314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbQLcG3JbSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6Q8K3g50Ro8/s400/TripodGirl_waikiki_boy2_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photographing the human body can be a tricky business. Art students at both the high school and college level routinely take "figure" or "life" drawing classes - in which the human body (often unclothed) is the focus of study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in photography, the line between art and its less respectable cousin, pornography, is more blurred. Where does one end and the other begin? Ask 10 different people and you'll get 10 different answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My photography web site advertises itself as "student friendly." This means students may use my images freely in their school assignments, without worrying about copyright infringement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does being student friendly mean I should censor the work I display there? I surely don't want to cause problems for those wonderful teachers who now tell their students about my site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it odd that the human body still has the power to discomfit us so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download wallpaper versions of this image and see more here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_1/beautiful_bodies.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_1/beautiful_bodies.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-5327316779170734261?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5327316779170734261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5327316779170734261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/beautiful-bodies.html' title='Beautiful Bodies'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbQLcG3JbSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6Q8K3g50Ro8/s72-c/TripodGirl_waikiki_boy2_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7090473560850137335</id><published>2009-03-06T15:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:14:07.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Painted Ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbGNhlE2RPI/AAAAAAAAANg/BpKycVMUDC4/s1600-h/TripodGirl_painted_ladies1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310181043674170610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbGNhlE2RPI/AAAAAAAAANg/BpKycVMUDC4/s400/TripodGirl_painted_ladies1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;San Francisco architecture at its most glorious. This image is part of a photo series titled &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_1/beautiful_buildings.php"&gt;Beautiful Buildings&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more and download wallpaper versions here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2009_1/beautiful_buildings.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2009_1/beautiful_buildings.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7090473560850137335?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7090473560850137335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7090473560850137335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/painted-ladies.html' title='Painted Ladies'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbGNhlE2RPI/AAAAAAAAANg/BpKycVMUDC4/s72-c/TripodGirl_painted_ladies1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7597921709804703661</id><published>2009-02-26T13:34:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:02:26.012-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honor killing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'>An Uncomfortable Admission</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307177576904098642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sabh4zdJg1I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Masr_Iu_HQo/s400/bend_it_like_beckham_movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Watching the DVD version of &lt;em&gt;Bend It Like Beckham &lt;/em&gt;was two hours well spent. It's not often one sees the pursuit of female sports portrayed with such positive energy and sympathetic camera angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*SPOILER ALERT: the following reveals the nature of this film's ending, and discusses the resolution of a primary source of tension/conflict.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew, because of comments other people had made to me, that this movie had a happy ending. And yet I couldn't help feeling a sense of forboding as it unfolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main characters, played by Parminda Nagra, is from an immigrant Sikh family - which expects her to behave in a traditional manner at odds with that of modern day Britain. This young woman's desire to become a professional soccer player receives little support from her family. In order to play at all, she must constantly deceive them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While everything works out well in the end - due, primarily, to her father's realization that remaining inflexible will shatter his daughter's dreams and leave her miserable - in real life, these conflicts sometimes turn ugly. It isn't unheard of for young women such as this to be coerced into arranged marriages, assaulted by their elders and brothers, and even murdered because their non-traditional choices are viewed as bringing shame upon their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a certain perspective, this film provides a template for families facing such challenges. Its message is that respect on the part of the young, compromise on the part of the elders, and old-fashioned love and affection can all help to preserve the family unit rather than rupturing it. (A tragic account of a real-life family destroyed by its inability to navigate similarly tricky waters &lt;a href="http://www.torontolife.com/features/girl-interrupted/"&gt;appears here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's another thought, one I'm still turning over in my mind: watching this film made me glad I wasn't born into an immigrant family from India. As a photographer, I'm attracted to the vibrant colours of the textiles, footwear, and jewellery on display in Toronto's Little India. I've often thought that Indian children - with their dark eyes - are among the world's most beautiful. And if I had to choose only one cuisine to eat for the rest of my life - it would be East Indian, no question about it. In other words, my associations with East Indian culture have always been hugely positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while watching this fictional young woman struggle to accommodate the suffocating expectations placed on her by a family rooted in another time and place, it became clear to me that I wouldn't ever want to be a young woman in that culture - any more than I'd want to be one in a hyper-traditional Italian family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new idea for me. One I didn't anticipate coming away with when I sat down to watch this film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0286499/"&gt;[full movie info]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7597921709804703661?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7597921709804703661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7597921709804703661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/uncomfortable-admission.html' title='An Uncomfortable Admission'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/Sabh4zdJg1I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Masr_Iu_HQo/s72-c/bend_it_like_beckham_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-1848942599948859437</id><published>2009-02-24T18:14:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:46:34.451-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><title type='text'>Self-Portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SaR_hPg-nGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/sq5FdztVf_0/s1600-h/selfportrait_feb09_1500x1125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306506470026550370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SaR_hPg-nGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/sq5FdztVf_0/s400/selfportrait_feb09_1500x1125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the backstory to my latest attempts at self-portraiture: My husband and I spent the past few weeks in Hawaii and, after having flown from Honolulu to the Big Island in order to view the active volcano, came up short on a rental car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-four hours and a fortuitous cancellation later, we found ourselves behind the wheel of a Ford Expedition - one of the largest vehicles in which I've been a passenger. I mean, there was room for an additional six adults and their luggage in this gas-guzzler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refueling, it turns out, was a bit of a production. The automatic gasoline dispensers demanded a numerical zip code in order to verify our credit card, but we're from Canada and use a system that includes letters as well as numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while my husband was sorting out matters with the filling station attendant, I amused myself by shooting into the Expedition's gigantic side mirror. It provides the frame in the above image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more shots in the series &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/slideshow.php"&gt;may be viewed here&lt;/a&gt; (freeze an image by placing your cursor over it; remove your cursor to cycle to the next one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-1848942599948859437?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1848942599948859437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1848942599948859437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/self-portrait.html' title='Self-Portrait'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SaR_hPg-nGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/sq5FdztVf_0/s72-c/selfportrait_feb09_1500x1125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-619670305478247894</id><published>2009-02-03T12:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:41:48.397-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'>Shirley Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SYiAvRI4bVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bVUEUtI6d40/s1600-h/shirley_valentine_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298626511144250706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SYiAvRI4bVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bVUEUtI6d40/s400/shirley_valentine_movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Re-watched this 1989 release recently with four other women aged 24 to 76. The majority were of British descent, so the film resonates differently for them. I've never met people like those depicted, but evidently some of my viewing companions have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What struck me is that, despite its overt feminist message that middle-aged women are more than wives and mothers, the film is also gentle and humane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The husband who treats his wife like a doormat isn't demonized here. We come to understand that his life, too, has stagnated and calcified. Moreover, because we see the heroine being bullied by her neighbor, her friend, and her own daughter, we come to realize that she herself is part of the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The film's over-arching message is not that men (or the system) are bad but that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;we each are responsible for the state of our own lives and&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the power to change things lies within us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;From a certain perspective, this movie serves admirably as a time capsule. Twenty years later, it's difficult to believe that large numbers of people - even in the stodgiest corners of the United Kingdom - live like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there was a time when many did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098319/"&gt;[full movie info here]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-619670305478247894?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/619670305478247894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/619670305478247894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/shirley-valentine.html' title='Shirley Valentine'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SYiAvRI4bVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bVUEUtI6d40/s72-c/shirley_valentine_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7458087733007049724</id><published>2009-01-30T10:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:58:04.643-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><title type='text'>Riches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXyL0NrXCMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0FVU2gD3PhQ/s1600-h/TripodGirl_riches500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295260991021844674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXyL0NrXCMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0FVU2gD3PhQ/s400/TripodGirl_riches500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this photo a few summers ago, and it remains one of my all-time faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it encapsulates the idea that many of the things that bring us the most joy are simple. To a child who loves animals, what could be better than two furry kittens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallpaper versions of this image may be downloaded here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/riches.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/riches.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more of my cat photos here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/cats.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/cats.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7458087733007049724?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7458087733007049724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7458087733007049724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/riches.html' title='Riches'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXyL0NrXCMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0FVU2gD3PhQ/s72-c/TripodGirl_riches500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-4894596062546866518</id><published>2009-01-28T09:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:46:05.163-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Pitcher Plants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXvSweZO1mI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TBxqY0UssB0/s1600-h/TripodGirl_kew_greenhouse9_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295057517138597474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXvSweZO1mI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TBxqY0UssB0/s400/TripodGirl_kew_greenhouse9_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the sort of flowers that devour those who get near. Insects are trapped, drowned, and ingested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This image looks spectacular at &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/kew_greenhouse9.php"&gt;wallpaper size&lt;/a&gt;. It was taken in a greenhouse at Kew Gardens, on the outskirts of London, UK, on a coolish February day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daffodils were in bloom already and, for a few hours during the afternoon, the sun shone her warmth upon us. I bought lunch at one of the cafeterias on the grounds, carried my tray outside, and sat with my jacket off watching toddlers frolic on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, I'd return to Toronto - where the first thing we did on arriving home was place our suitcases inside the front door and grab snowshovels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallpaper versions of this image may be found here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/kew_greenhouse9.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/kew_greenhouse9.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See other "London in February" photos here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2008_1/london_in_february.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/2008_1/london_in_february.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-4894596062546866518?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/4894596062546866518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/4894596062546866518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/pitcher-plants.html' title='Pitcher Plants'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXvSweZO1mI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TBxqY0UssB0/s72-c/TripodGirl_kew_greenhouse9_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-8617960355721667736</id><published>2009-01-26T09:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:28:51.241-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgia O&apos;Keefe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Georgia O'Keefe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXvQTR6WabI/AAAAAAAAAG4/NMTiMFOaxDk/s1600-h/TripodGirl_georgia_okeefe500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295054816548383154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXvQTR6WabI/AAAAAAAAAG4/NMTiMFOaxDk/s400/TripodGirl_georgia_okeefe500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I call this shot, of a single peony, "Georgia O'Keefe." Her work has profoundly influenced my own artistic vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallpaper versions of this image may be downloaded here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/georgia_okeefe.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/georgia_okeefe.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more of my flower photos here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/flowers.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/flowers.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-8617960355721667736?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8617960355721667736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8617960355721667736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/georgia-okeefe.html' title='Georgia O&apos;Keefe'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXvQTR6WabI/AAAAAAAAAG4/NMTiMFOaxDk/s72-c/TripodGirl_georgia_okeefe500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-3000274219348658359</id><published>2009-01-25T21:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:08:01.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><title type='text'>Horse Whispers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXvJsS91ClI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uJD5n_ADz2s/s1600-h/TripodGirl_horse_whispers5_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295047549746743890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXvJsS91ClI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uJD5n_ADz2s/s400/TripodGirl_horse_whispers5_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll be publishing a gallery of horse photographs within the next few weeks on my photography website, &lt;a href="http://tripodgirl.com/"&gt;TripodGirl.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently feeling rather pleased about this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark muscle. Sleek beauty. Soulful eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-3000274219348658359?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3000274219348658359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3000274219348658359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/horse-whispers.html' title='Horse Whispers'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXvJsS91ClI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uJD5n_ADz2s/s72-c/TripodGirl_horse_whispers5_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-5342387158569867921</id><published>2009-01-24T17:30:00.026-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:45:56.368-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap travel'/><title type='text'>New York City, Cheap &amp; Quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A young person in my life will make her first trip to the Big Apple soon. She's traveling there for a music concert, is a student on a budget, and has little more than a day to look around. She asked my advice re: what to see and do. The following (with a few minor changes) is what I wrote on her Facebook wall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXuhPXxfTTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AAZj5lYkOCY/s1600-h/lady_liberty150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295003072355847474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXuhPXxfTTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AAZj5lYkOCY/s400/lady_liberty150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Central Park is worth a visit at any time of year. Times Square at night is a must-see. Both are free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's so cold/rainy that you need to stay indoors for a while, The Met (&lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/"&gt;Metropolitan Museum of Art&lt;/a&gt;) would be my first choice. It's on the Eastern edge of Central Park and is massive. Paintings you've seen in textbooks, an entire Egyptian temple shipped over and reconstructed, and beautiful architecture in its own right. Student admission is $10 (bring your student ID).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See &lt;a href="http://www.ny.com/transportation/ellis.html"&gt;http://www.ny.com/transportation/ellis.html&lt;/a&gt; for info about cheap ferry rides out to the Statue of Liberty. Nothing can beat taking your very own pix of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend 5 minutes looking at this map (maybe print it and bring it with you): &lt;a href="http://www.aaccessmaps.com/show/map/manhattan"&gt;http://www.aaccessmaps.com/show/map/manhattan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It shows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the various neighbourhoods in relation to one another&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how the streets start in the low numbers at the bottom and get higher (which is why people talk about lower and upper Manhattan)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how there's a West side &amp;amp; an East side. The dividing line - depending on where you are - is 8th Ave/Broadway/5th Ave&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.ffbroadway.com/images/bway/zfinal/mapnycmanhattan02.png"&gt;This second map&lt;/a&gt; is somewhat easier to read. I had to tell my printer to reduce it down to 60% to get it on one page.)&lt;/p&gt;You can get around by foot, subway, and bus. Because there are interesting buildings/restaurants/shops around every corner, New Yorkers walk a lot. They're among the most fit people in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To use the transit system, go down into a subway station and buy a MetroCard (transit card). Fare is $2 a ride. If you load $20 on the card, they give you $23. More than one person can use the same card. You swipe the card when boarding a bus as well as in the subway. Bus and subway maps are here: &lt;a href="http://www.mta.info/mta/maps.htm"&gt;http://www.mta.info/mta/maps.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a few of you split the bill, taking a ride in a yellow cab - even just for 10 blocks - is a quintessential, inexpensive New York experience. My first time there, I was astonished by how many yellow cabs there are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, before you go, check out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_museums_and_cultural_institutions_in_New_York_City"&gt;this list of museums &amp;amp; cultural institutions &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_famous_buildings,_sites,_and_monuments_in_New_York_City"&gt;this list of famous buildings, sites &amp;amp; monuments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click anything on these lists for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna have a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-5342387158569867921?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5342387158569867921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5342387158569867921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-york-city-cheap-cheerful.html' title='New York City, Cheap &amp; Quick'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXuhPXxfTTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AAZj5lYkOCY/s72-c/lady_liberty150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7740790560892632260</id><published>2009-01-22T13:34:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:23:40.379-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Film Board'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><title type='text'>The Cat Came Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media1.nfb.ca/medias/flash/ONFflvplayer-gama.swf" width="408" height="337" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" autostart="false" autoplay="false" flashvars="mID=IDOBJ260&amp;amp;width=516&amp;amp;height=337&amp;amp;image=http://media1.nfb.ca/medias/nfb_tube/thumbs_large/2008/cat-came-back-large.jpg&amp;amp;autostart=false&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;showWarningMessages=false&amp;amp;streamNotFoundDelay=15&amp;amp;lang=en&amp;amp;getPlaylistOnEnd=true&amp;amp;playlist_id=REL260&amp;amp;embeddedMode=true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A charming National Film Board (of Canada) short. Seven-and-a-half minutes long. The first time my husband and I watched this - big and beautiful on a movie theatre screen - we giggled. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produced in 1988, it and many other films may now be enjoyed free on the &lt;a href="http://www.nfb.ca/film/the-cat-came-back/"&gt;NFB's website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad about the prominent logo in the bottom right of the screen - and that the flash viewer provided is wider than standard blog templates. (I've changed the width from 516 to 408 pixels in the HTML code, but it isn't clear how much distortion has resulted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's drawn my attention to the fact that a legal page on the Film Board's website contains a &lt;a href="http://www.nfb.ca/about/important-notices/#links-to"&gt;bizarre declaration about who is permitted to link&lt;/a&gt; to the site. Ah, government bureaucrats. They don't really get the Internet yet, do they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7740790560892632260?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7740790560892632260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7740790560892632260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/cat-came-back.html' title='The Cat Came Back'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7501647482856390089</id><published>2009-01-20T06:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:19:59.379-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><title type='text'>Madeline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXOIZvB4zXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2JGXCX9Ms1E/s1600-h/madeline_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292723962792955250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXOIZvB4zXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2JGXCX9Ms1E/s400/madeline_movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This isn't a flawless film. Some of the acting is weak, and the script can be awkward since it attempts to portray French-speaking people to an English-language audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, it's beautiful to watch - and not just because of the fabulous glimpses of Paris. Reds and yellows frequently dominate the color palette, and there's a scene involving rain at an outdoor circus that's utterly gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frances McDormand is a treat as the teacher-nun at the girls-only boarding school. Cut from similar cloth as Mary Poppins, she's firm, kind, and engaged - the sort of teacher with which every child should be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has clarity about the difference between children and adults - which means she knows adults have leadership obligations that must not be shirked. In one memorable scene she announces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"All of this is no reason for us to stop acting like proper young ladies. We will not fall to pieces. We will maintain composure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Madeline, the clever and feisty orphan around whom the film revolves, is a likeable imp. And while the rascal neighbor boy isn't featured in many of the press shots, he's exceptionally fine-looking on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film includes one of the most tender, well-acted hospital-bed scenes ever (involving the school's benefactress). This is a sweet gem of a film - especially if you're in the mood for somewhat girly family fare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0123987/"&gt;[full movie info available here]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7501647482856390089?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7501647482856390089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7501647482856390089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/madeline.html' title='Madeline'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXOIZvB4zXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2JGXCX9Ms1E/s72-c/madeline_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-1760487023583458755</id><published>2009-01-19T09:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:00:41.545-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto Zoo'/><title type='text'>Lush Plush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXP3zdYIstI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Y_q5dtJCexc/s1600-h/TripodGirl_lush_plush500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292846450521715410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXP3zdYIstI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Y_q5dtJCexc/s400/TripodGirl_lush_plush500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A pink flamingo at the Toronto Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their intense color make flamingos irresistable to me. I can't be around them and not snap photos. Shades and layers. Lush textures. Soft body feathers and neck down that looks as plush as a child's stuffed toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallpaper versions of this image may be downloaded here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/lush_plush.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/lush_plush.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more of my flamingo photos here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/flamingos.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/flamingos.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/flamingos.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-1760487023583458755?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1760487023583458755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/1760487023583458755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/lush-plush.html' title='Lush Plush'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXP3zdYIstI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Y_q5dtJCexc/s72-c/TripodGirl_lush_plush500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-6347585470497210621</id><published>2009-01-18T13:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:45:10.330-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Groundhog Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXN4M71g3dI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lQx-x0zfwXQ/s1600-h/groundhog_day_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292706150706372050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXN4M71g3dI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lQx-x0zfwXQ/s400/groundhog_day_movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some people find this movie repetitive since it's about a television weather announcer who keeps re-living the same day again and again until he redeems himself in the eyes of the universe. But in addition to being a sweet love story, this is about second, third, and fortieth chances to get things right before one's soul is lost forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't see any gypsy lay a curse on obnoxious, self-absorbed weatherman Phil, but essentially that's what happens. For the third time in three years he's sent to a small town to report on the prognostications of a groundhog. Rather than joining in the spirit of the occasion, he looks down his nose at the community and treats his coworkers with disdain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, it's Groundhog Day every morning when he wakes up and he's compelled to keep going through the motions until it penetrates his noggin that other people's well-being matters, and that life offers us no end of opportunities to be both useful and creative. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It turns out there's one thing in particular Phil must accomplish before the spell can be broken and, although he's a slow learner, he finally achieves it. The movie includes some great physical humour (I love the shower scenes), and lots of low-level giggles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0107048/"&gt;[full movie info here]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-6347585470497210621?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6347585470497210621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6347585470497210621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/groundhog-day.html' title='Groundhog Day'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXN4M71g3dI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lQx-x0zfwXQ/s72-c/groundhog_day_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-5794825264206224273</id><published>2009-01-16T15:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:53:54.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><title type='text'>Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXN6tEGHJLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FCkojIwMgtA/s1600-h/michael_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXN6tEGHJLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FCkojIwMgtA/s400/michael_movie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292708901702542514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Andie MacDowell: "I thought angels were cleaner."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not that kind of angel" - so responds John Travolta who plays a slobbish celestial being with a fondness for sex, sugar, and many of life's other pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore this movie. It has a solid story, an entire scene praising homemade pie, and Travolta in one of his most wholesome roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti-cynicism in a charming package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Travolta: "You gotta learn to laugh. It's the way to true love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0117038"&gt;[full movie info here]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-5794825264206224273?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5794825264206224273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5794825264206224273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/michael.html' title='Michael'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SXN6tEGHJLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FCkojIwMgtA/s72-c/michael_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-8055884030968435069</id><published>2009-01-14T11:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:22:18.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty pageants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Little Miss Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SW4Y2Wv_HRI/AAAAAAAAADE/uMdeuMB196E/s1600-h/little_miss_sunshine_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291193934305762578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SW4Y2Wv_HRI/AAAAAAAAADE/uMdeuMB196E/s400/little_miss_sunshine_movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tons of folks adore this 2006 release, and here's why it works for me: It's a genuinely laugh-out-loud film that's ultimately an uplifting one, too. The script is never lazy or maudlin (and won a well-deserved best-screenplay Oscar). The acting is note-perfect and sometimes heart-wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The six central characters, who pile into a VW microbus for an 800-mile journey, are all decent and sympathetic -- despite their eccentricities. The opening scenes are painful to watch, but a series of &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; funny incidents follow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The film is irreverent and contains tons of profanity, but there are also lovely, tender moments between father and son, grandfather and granddaughter, uncle and niece, and uncle and nephew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;synopsis&lt;/strong&gt;: Olive is an ordinary-looking 7-year-old girl who dreams of being a beauty queen. She and five relatives undertake a cross-country journey so that she may compete in a pageant already tainted by a diet-pill scandal. (Yes, we're talking 7-year-olds!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition to her parents and her brother, she's accompanied by her grandfather (who lives with them after being kicked out of a retirement home) and her gay uncle who's recently attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The adult themes and aggressive profanity make this film unsuitable for kids. On the other hand, there are no weapons, violence, or gore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0449059/"&gt;[full movie info here]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-8055884030968435069?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8055884030968435069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8055884030968435069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-miss-sunshine.html' title='Little Miss Sunshine'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SW4Y2Wv_HRI/AAAAAAAAADE/uMdeuMB196E/s72-c/little_miss_sunshine_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-7801215456617647217</id><published>2009-01-13T10:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:51:05.966-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Winter Solace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWyvwGrxpLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/59NIJsUlUQo/s1600-h/TripodGirl_skyward500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290796903216293042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWyvwGrxpLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/59NIJsUlUQo/s400/TripodGirl_skyward500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On days like today, when the snow is blowing, and the snowbanks are high enough and wide enough to seem permanent, it's photos of Spring bulbs that soothe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallpaper versions of this image may be downloaded here: &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/skyward.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/skyward.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more of my Spring-themed photos here: &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/springtime.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/springtime.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-7801215456617647217?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7801215456617647217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/7801215456617647217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-solace.html' title='Winter Solace'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWyvwGrxpLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/59NIJsUlUQo/s72-c/TripodGirl_skyward500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-6021539971380177550</id><published>2009-01-12T07:22:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:25:28.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto Zoo'/><title type='text'>Peacock Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWqpqvqoa0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/6RNsTEAt5zM/s1600-h/TripodGirl_peacock_fan500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290227264114944834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWqpqvqoa0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/6RNsTEAt5zM/s400/TripodGirl_peacock_fan500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peeking through a peacock's tail feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this at the Toronto Zoo, in June 2006. Soon after my arrival, a peacock began serenading - fanning out his tail feathers, prancing about, squawking pompously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His performance made the annual membership fee I'd just purchased seem like a good idea :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallpaper versions of this image are available at: &lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/downloads/peacock_fan.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/downloads/peacock_fan.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See some of my other bird photos here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/birds.php"&gt;http://www.TripodGirl.com/birds.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-6021539971380177550?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6021539971380177550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/6021539971380177550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/peacock-fan.html' title='Peacock Fan'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWqpqvqoa0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/6RNsTEAt5zM/s72-c/TripodGirl_peacock_fan500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-5709676215736150638</id><published>2009-01-11T13:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:20:26.967-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hayes Carll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Born Again Christians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><title type='text'>She Left Me For Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NjOflq4Ef4c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NjOflq4Ef4c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've seen Hayes Carll - this youngish singer-songwriter from Texas - perform live a couple of times. He's fun, has a great sound, is definitely worth hearing/watching.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Either he has more courage than the average man or Born-Again Christians have a sense of humor - 'cause this video hasn't got him shot yet :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-5709676215736150638?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5709676215736150638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/5709676215736150638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/she-left-me-for-jesus.html' title='She Left Me For Jesus'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-3173199020359278317</id><published>2009-01-10T06:24:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:44:50.337-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='telephones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economist magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IPCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>The Economist Hits an Iceberg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWd1P7aVTwI/AAAAAAAAACc/d-GCmhSP-4M/s1600-h/1940_telephone150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289325203876564738" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 150px; height: 226px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWd1P7aVTwI/AAAAAAAAACc/d-GCmhSP-4M/s400/1940_telephone150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Economist&lt;/em&gt; is an intellectually rigorous, well-written weekly. It's like &lt;em&gt;Time&lt;/em&gt; magazine but 10 times meatier. Rather than viewing North America as the center of the universe, its focus is global. Its analysis of current events is characterized by historical perspective, political insight, and sober common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the magazines and newspapers out there, &lt;em&gt;The Economist&lt;/em&gt; is what I read most religiously - and trust most implicitly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm feeling a bit distressed. In a recent editorial, titled "&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/opinion/displaystory.cfm?story_id=12853926"&gt;A Sea of Troubles&lt;/a&gt;," the magazine declared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Greenland's ice is on track to melt completely, which will eventually raise the sea level by about 7 metres (23 ft). Even by the end of this century, the level may well have risen by 80 cm, perhaps by much more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a line in &lt;em&gt;The Fellowship of the Ring&lt;/em&gt; movie in which Gandalf asks his former mentor "Tell me, friend, when did [you] exchange reason for madness?" Emotionally-speaking, that approximates my reaction to the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin with the second claim – that, by the time the new century gets born 91 years from now, sea levels may have risen by 80 cm (about 2.5 feet) due to the melting of Greenland's ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making predictions about anything nine decades hence is tricky – because the speed of technological innovation keeps increasing. We're likely to experience more change in the first 25 years of this century than in the entire past century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let's be clear: the past century was no slouch. In 1940 you needed another human being to help you place a phone call. Telephone company employees moved cables from one slot to another to connect the wires over which conversations took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWd2KVNxJOI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZRSHq9BNpuc/s1600-h/telephone_operator200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289326207235597538" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 146px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWd2KVNxJOI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZRSHq9BNpuc/s400/telephone_operator200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my pocket-sized wireless wonder not only allows me to call vast tracts of the planet without the intervention of a single soul, it connects me to that great communications grid known as the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither the telephone operators, nor the folks who spoke into one part of their telephones while holding the second part to their ear, could have foreseen anything like the Internet. It was beyond their ability to imagine 70 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our understanding of environmental issues and our ability to address them will not remain static over the next 90 years. New discoveries await us – discoveries that have the potential to change the environmental landscape as profoundly as telecommunications has already changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's return to &lt;em&gt;The Economist&lt;/em&gt;'s first statement: "Greenland's ice is on track to melt completely, which will eventually raise the sea level by about seven metres (23 ft)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do these ideas come from? They can be traced back to an Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) report which projected that, if the melting of Greenland's ice were to be "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sustained for millennia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;," the sea level would rise 23 feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can look up millennia &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Millennium"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It's the plural of millennium – 1,000 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when &lt;em&gt;The Economist&lt;/em&gt; says Greenland's ice "is on track to melt completely" it means we're going to be in trouble&lt;em&gt; thousands of years&lt;/em&gt; from now. But since our own environmental practices have advanced well beyond those of Ancient Rome, how likely is it that humanity won't have learned a thing or two in the interim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's put this another way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If someone recorded the fluctuations of a particular company's stock over the course of an hour, extrapolated from that data, and then insisted they could accurately predict the stock's value five years from now - would we take them seriously?&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm not saying we shouldn't care about the environment. But the news magazine I value for its sound judgment now seems to fall short when it reports on this topic. This isn't the first time I've felt I was being served alarmist hooey rather than solid analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's a shame. Because now I won't be paying much mind to the 16-page special section on the supposedly dire state of the world's oceans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://noconsensus.org/"&gt;NOconsensus.org&lt;/a&gt; for more on the global warming debate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-3173199020359278317?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3173199020359278317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3173199020359278317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/economist-meets-ice-melt.html' title='The Economist Hits an Iceberg'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWd1P7aVTwI/AAAAAAAAACc/d-GCmhSP-4M/s72-c/1940_telephone150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-125613538732141862</id><published>2009-01-09T11:34:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:34:53.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baristas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><title type='text'>Barista Portraits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWd-uMNyB2I/AAAAAAAAACs/tn0R1pSSqZM/s1600-h/starbucks1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289335619388049250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWd-uMNyB2I/AAAAAAAAACs/tn0R1pSSqZM/s400/starbucks1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year, the friendly folks at my favorite Starbucks invited me to hang some of my photography on their "art wall" for a month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When considering which images to display, I thought it would be fun to photograph members of the staff - so that it was their portraits on the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scheduling issues prevented some people from participating, but in the end eight staff members were able to take part. Six separate photo shoots were arranged and everyone was a fabulous sport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripodgirl.com/2008_4/starbucks_portraits.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some of these portraits may be viewed here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Unlike traditional art galleries, Starbucks provides display space only. Promotion, sales, etc. are left to the artist. So if one sells a piece through Starbucks, one keeps the entire fee - rather than splitting it 50/50 with the gallery.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-125613538732141862?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/125613538732141862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/125613538732141862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/starbucks-portraits.html' title='Barista Portraits'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWd-uMNyB2I/AAAAAAAAACs/tn0R1pSSqZM/s72-c/starbucks1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-2454934921183647705</id><published>2009-01-09T05:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:48:46.132-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance novels'/><title type='text'>Romancing the Stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWZ0a1oATOI/AAAAAAAAACU/UZQp-WO0mIg/s1600-h/romancing_the_stone_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289042816813518050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWZ0a1oATOI/AAAAAAAAACU/UZQp-WO0mIg/s400/romancing_the_stone_movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A young Kathleen Turner plays a romance writer in over her head when she flies to Columbia to rescue her sister from kidnappers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An equally youthful Michael Douglas demands money from the damsel-in-distress before he'll assist her, and manfully chops the high heels off her shoes with his machete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turner: "These were Italian."&lt;br /&gt;Douglas: "Now they're practical."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;A fun, respectful treatment of the romance novelist - paired with a mildly serious exploration of the gulf between fictional adventures and dangerous, grimy reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good date movie. One (brief) gory scene, near the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088011/"&gt;[full film info available here]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-2454934921183647705?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2454934921183647705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/2454934921183647705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/romancing-stone.html' title='Romancing the Stone'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWZ0a1oATOI/AAAAAAAAACU/UZQp-WO0mIg/s72-c/romancing_the_stone_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-3154863918194819731</id><published>2009-01-08T11:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:47:55.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Only You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWYq6I0BBXI/AAAAAAAAACM/qfGcc2Et2Rk/s1600-h/only_you_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288961990679659890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWYq6I0BBXI/AAAAAAAAACM/qfGcc2Et2Rk/s400/only_you_movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A silly, romantic, feel-good comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Downey Jr., some good shots of Rome - and luscious footage of Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0110737/"&gt;[full movie info available here]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-3154863918194819731?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3154863918194819731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/3154863918194819731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/only-you_08.html' title='Only You'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SWYq6I0BBXI/AAAAAAAAACM/qfGcc2Et2Rk/s72-c/only_you_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3663962973957753903.post-8391912547989463979</id><published>2009-01-07T12:56:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:37:02.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babylon 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Firefly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>It's a Big, Beautiful World</title><content type='html'>This world is wide, deep, tasty and gorgeous - with so much that's so great. The trick is finding the bits that speak to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, blues and roots music are way up there - especially the songwriters who'd be called poets in another era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love East Indian, West Indian, Italian, Asian and Mexican cooking. I consider dark chocolate and red wine to be food groups in their own right. I prefer restaurants that have character to restaurants that charge the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My taste runs to films that aren't too gory, cruel or lazy. I'm a fan of sci-fi television from &lt;em&gt;Star Trek&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;Babylon 5&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;Firefly&lt;/em&gt;. I'm more interested in TV now that I can buy it by the season - since I've never been willing to schedule my life around television programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is about what works for me. Random ramblings. Passions. Discoveries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for dropping by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3663962973957753903-8391912547989463979?l=tripodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8391912547989463979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3663962973957753903/posts/default/8391912547989463979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tripodgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-wide-deep-beautiful-world.html' title='It&apos;s a Big, Beautiful World'/><author><name>TripodGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202212688187712851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDH4Efh4aTE/SbLxy8VVBzI/AAAAAAAAANw/djMPsrmGHS8/S220/headshot80.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
