<?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-3654867</id><updated>2012-01-25T20:25:11.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ramble through the bronx</title><subtitle type='html'>yes, this here is &lt;strong&gt;ramble through the bronx&lt;/strong&gt;, the continuing musings of a graduate student* who should be writing her dissertation, but honestly, living in new york city there's really so much else to do...  
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And guest blogger.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>413</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117624258044279480</id><published>2007-04-10T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:23:41.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As you can see, not much activity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more or less retiring this blog.  For personal stuff, I invite you to stop by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt; (email me for my user id there)(note: most of my posts there are friendslocked, so you will need a LiveJournal account to view them).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to you all, and thanks for reading over the last few years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED for discretion, July 5 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117624258044279480?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117624258044279480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117624258044279480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117624258044279480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117624258044279480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/04/as-you-can-see-not-much-activity-im.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117294305257997203</id><published>2007-03-03T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T12:30:52.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In the midst of Lent, still happy to be an Agnostic Catholic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up on &lt;a href="http://ryandunssj.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-defense-of-christian-atheism.html"&gt;my friend Ryan's post on Christian atheism&lt;/a&gt;, I found the following 'Blogthings' quiz interesting.  To the question, "You are most interested in...", I could have happily answered either 'Philosophy' or 'Serving God's purpose' -- probably to a large extent because I see these as pretty intertwined for me. (To the question "You think God...", I answered "is unknowable," but that's just &lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/faith/article1292332.ece"&gt;good philosophy of religion, and good Aquinas&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I answered "Philosophy", the result was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Agnostic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/agnostic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not sure if God exists, and you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;For you, there's no true way to figure out the divine.&lt;br /&gt;You rather focus on what you can control - your own life.&lt;br /&gt;And you tend to resent when others "sell" religion to you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which isn't true, for me, because I do care quite passionately that God exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, then, when I switched &lt;I&gt;just that one answer over&lt;/i&gt; (saying that I want to serve God), the result is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Believer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/believer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe in God and your chosen religion.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're Christian, Muslim, Jewish, or Hindu..&lt;br /&gt;Your convictions are strong and unwavering.&lt;br /&gt;You think your religion is the one true way, for everyone.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is, again, not quite right at all. Yes, I believe in God, and given that I'm going to be baptized this Easter, I'm committed to becoming Catholic specifically. I can reflectively affirm the Creed. But I don't know if I would say my convictions are strong and unwavering -- rather, my prayer is "Lord, I believe; Help my unbelief!" (Mark 9:24).  (See Ryan's post, linked above, for more on doubt, or &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/christianleft/256699.html"&gt;this spirited discussion on LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt; about the importance and nature of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further, while I do think that my religion is true, I would qualify the statement that it's the one true way for everyone.  The Second Vatican Council acknowledged that there are a lot of obstacles between some people and the church -- and includes the bad &amp; hurtful &amp; unthinking behaviour of some believers as among those obstacles. The Church recognizes that there can be non-believers who are, in their commitment to the good and to truth, very close to God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's &lt;i&gt;Catholicism&lt;/i&gt;! I'm pretty sure a Hindu would be even farther from being characterized by that blurb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Just some thoughts. To sum up -- I'm not surprised that with my answers I wavered between 'agnostic' and 'believer' -- but the descriptions are lame.&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/3654867-117294305257997203?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117294305257997203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117294305257997203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117294305257997203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117294305257997203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-midst-of-lent-still-happy-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117258778253613291</id><published>2007-02-27T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T09:49:42.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Go Irish Studies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fordham.edu/Campus_Resources/Public_Affairs/topstories_821.asp"&gt;News about Fordham's Irish Studies Department&lt;/a&gt;; can I say that I feel very cool that it was I who introduced &lt;a href="http://ryandunssj.blogspot.com"&gt;Ryan&lt;/a&gt; and Eoin at an Irish bar? (They had heard of each other but had not yet met.)  I feel cool. (Nice photo of Eoin, too). &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/3654867-117258778253613291?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117258778253613291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117258778253613291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117258778253613291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117258778253613291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/go-irish-studies-news-about-fordhams.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117215747000599330</id><published>2007-02-22T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T10:17:50.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Jane!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank Jane for some fantastic company on Monday and Wednesday. And a tour of all the restrooms in the bookstores on the east side. ALL of them. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just in case you get lost, I found &lt;a href="http://strangemaps.files.wordpress.com/2007/02/map011_l.JPG"&gt;a map&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117215747000599330?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117215747000599330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117215747000599330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117215747000599330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117215747000599330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/thanks-jane-i-would-like-to-thank-jane.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117195061971297694</id><published>2007-02-20T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:50:19.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm not going to tell you what this is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but if you haven't heard about &lt;a href="http://www.nfctd.com/home.html"&gt;NFCTD&lt;/a&gt; yet, go check it out. And resist the urge to look it up on google until you've played with it a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful. &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/3654867-117195061971297694?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117195061971297694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117195061971297694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117195061971297694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117195061971297694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-not-going-to-tell-you-what-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117185332510337483</id><published>2007-02-18T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T21:48:45.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So, ignore the fact that I look awful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in case you wanted to see how my banjo was coming along, here it is. (My lovely new laptop has a built in webcam. Awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EX4wWHSLu2c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EX4wWHSLu2c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117185332510337483?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117185332510337483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117185332510337483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117185332510337483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117185332510337483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-ignore-fact-that-i-look-awful-but.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117176122705074712</id><published>2007-02-17T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T20:13:47.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Joy of YouTube... Glenn would love it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, a HUGE reward to anyone who manages to find me a copy of "The Idea of North."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn Gould playing Bach's Concerto in D minor. A very old recording indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-KyL2gMxV8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-KyL2gMxV8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u5vQO1Uw90k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u5vQO1Uw90k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DP03KUAauWU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DP03KUAauWU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for extra Gouldiana... from "The Art of Piano"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qB76jxBq_gQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qB76jxBq_gQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117176122705074712?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117176122705074712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117176122705074712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117176122705074712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117176122705074712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/joy-of-youtube.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117172892415163852</id><published>2007-02-17T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T11:15:37.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ryan... why?  That's how a girl loses her reputation!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lovely lunch with my friend Ryan on Valentine's Day. Here is &lt;a href="http://ryandunssj.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html"&gt;his mention of our lunch on his blog&lt;/a&gt;.  All I can say is, even though I am coming up on a year now, my celibacy is entirely unintentional.  Come on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was a grilled cheese &lt;i&gt;and bacon&lt;/i&gt;.  Where did standards go?&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/3654867-117172892415163852?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117172892415163852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117172892415163852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117172892415163852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117172892415163852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/ryan.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117172483037605496</id><published>2007-02-17T10:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T10:07:10.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BFF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O99nwT-A5Rc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O99nwT-A5Rc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/3654867-117172483037605496?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117172483037605496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117172483037605496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117172483037605496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117172483037605496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/bff-awww.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117163233516175402</id><published>2007-02-16T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T09:33:38.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Everyone send good luck wishes to Paul today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course you will send us postcards as you get settled in?  And pictures? (I could even post digital pictures here, to share with folks, if you like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO PAUL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: In celebration of Paul's Moving Day, here is a photo of Paul asserting the dominance of human reason over that of mere irrational animals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/1600/156018/Paul%20is%20winning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/320/191245/Paul%20is%20winning.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117163233516175402?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117163233516175402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117163233516175402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117163233516175402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117163233516175402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/everyone-send-good-luck-wishes-to-paul.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117155435299312511</id><published>2007-02-15T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T10:45:53.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Darwin is rolling in his grave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the next stage in &lt;a href="http://www.humandescent.com/VersionNew/index3.shtml"&gt;evolution!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117155435299312511?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117155435299312511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117155435299312511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117155435299312511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117155435299312511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/darwin-is-rolling-in-his-grave-its.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117146372435203753</id><published>2007-02-14T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T09:35:24.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;More Fun With My Father!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am tempted to change my last name... but why should I let him have it?  ARGH.  Here's my dad's latest comment, in response to &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20070213.wggnova0213/BNStory/"&gt;this piece in the Globe &amp; Mail about Michaelle Jean addressing the Nova Scotia legislature&lt;/a&gt;, in which she comments about how racism still exists. It's a short little piece, I'm sure it was a good speech, and it's the type of thing that she is supposed to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad, of course, hates the monarchy &amp; so hates the GG-ship in general. So that's part of it. &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20070213.wggnova0213/CommentStory/#comment637289"&gt;Here's the link to my dad's comment&lt;/a&gt;, so you can see it in context. But of course he forwards them all to me and a few of his buddies, so I don't even have to look for them (the subject matter for this email referred to the "Suntanned GG"). Here's the text:&lt;blockquote&gt;Another GG idiot is heard from. Wow. Who will the next one be? What racist or ethnic or tribal group will it (sic) represent? When will Canada become a republic and dump this useless nonsense? Speaking of which, it should be pointed out that there is no historic constitutional precedent or place -- in a (read this v.&lt;br /&gt;carefully) 'constitutional democracy' (not 'parliamentary democracy') -- for&lt;br /&gt;a monarch, never mind some emblematic how-many-votes-can-the-party-get-appointment of an air-head who happens to be a member of the vote-targeted community (most of whom, in this case, are too stoned or too busy faking 'make-work' for taxpayer-funded wastes of money-and-time to vote anyway). Perhaps the lady in question at the moment&lt;br /&gt;should do some real work and understand that racism, ethnicism, tribalism is timeless, universal, and alive and well (or bad, whatever) wherever she would like to look -- including, very especially, where her ancestors came from, where they're still selling slaves to the arabs and the chinese. Us white folks got enough problems with Saint Al Gore and Saint Dave Suxzuki trying to extort the entirety of Western wealth to the slave-owning and -murdering Chinese to be greatly bothered about something that black folk now get bothered about, when white folk sorted it out a couple of centuries ago. Get real, idiot.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, thanks Dad, for reminding me that racism is alive and well....&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/3654867-117146372435203753?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117146372435203753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117146372435203753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117146372435203753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117146372435203753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/more-fun-with-my-father-sometimes-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117138879115666737</id><published>2007-02-13T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T12:46:54.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bad Joke for Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two TV antennas met, fell in love and got married. The ceremony was terrible, but they had a great reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117138879115666737?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117138879115666737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117138879115666737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117138879115666737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117138879115666737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/bad-joke-for-tuesday-two-tv-antennas.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117125803486448812</id><published>2007-02-12T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:27:14.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DOOM!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not surprising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;Dr. Doom&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Dr. Doom&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=79&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 79%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Apocalypse&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=72&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 72%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Magneto&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=72&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 72%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Lex Luthor&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=70&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 70%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Mr. Freeze&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=65&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 65%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;The Joker&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=65&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 65%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Poison Ivy&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=63&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 63%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Dark Phoenix&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=55&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 55%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Green Goblin&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=49&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 49%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Juggernaut&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=49&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 49%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Riddler&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=44&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 44%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Kingpin&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=43&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 43%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Mystique&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=41&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 41%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Two-Face&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=41&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 41%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Catwoman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=38&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 38%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Venom&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=34&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 34%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="250"&gt;Blessed with smarts and power but burdened by vanity.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/villain/pics/dr_doom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/villain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Supervillain Personality Quiz&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117125803486448812?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117125803486448812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117125803486448812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117125803486448812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117125803486448812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/doom-this-is-not-surprising.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117111341039231776</id><published>2007-02-10T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T08:16:50.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's baaack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eurovision song contest is back. I think it might be the reason so many people left for Canada. Worth taking a look at is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3mIvZg8XIU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3mIvZg8XIU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the most disturbing part is when they clap at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117111341039231776?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117111341039231776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117111341039231776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117111341039231776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117111341039231776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-baaack-eurovision-song-contest-is.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117087137443417779</id><published>2007-02-07T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:02:54.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I hate Valentine's Day, but I still want your love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 4-part argument against Valentine's Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you are single, it is a reminder of our society's continual expectation that You Be In A Couple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you are in a relationship, you have a zillion other occasions (birthdays, anniversaries, etc.) to do nice things together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you have just broken up with someone, it is just painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you have just gotten together with someone, the pressure of knowing what level of enthusiasm to put into the day is very stressful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, send me love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wishroll.com/valentinr/owl_of_minerva" title="My valentinr - owl_of_minerva"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wishroll.com/widget/valentinr/large/owl_of_minerva.jpg" alt="My Valentinr - owl_of_minerva" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://wishroll.com/valentinr"&gt;Get your own valentinr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Owl_of_Minerva is my LJ username, in case you're confused)&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/3654867-117087137443417779?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117087137443417779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117087137443417779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117087137443417779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117087137443417779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-hate-valentines-day-but-i-still-want.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117072403223180017</id><published>2007-02-05T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:07:22.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well, this makes me feel good about my coming baptism...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;a href="http://ryandunssj.blogspot.com"&gt;Ryan&lt;/a&gt; will forgive me for not coming to his bible study group now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You know the Bible 100%!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Wow!  You are awesome!  You are a true Biblical scholar, not just a hearer but a personal reader!  The books, the characters, the events, the verses - you know it all!  You are fantastic!     &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/ultimate_bible_quiz" style="color: blue;"&gt;Ultimate Bible Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Create MySpace Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117072403223180017?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117072403223180017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117072403223180017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117072403223180017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117072403223180017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-this-makes-me-feel-good-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117060795519935761</id><published>2007-02-04T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T11:52:35.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bad Joke of the Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What does a Buddhist ask for at a hot dog stand?&lt;br /&gt;A: Make me one with everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117060795519935761?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117060795519935761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117060795519935761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117060795519935761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117060795519935761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/bad-joke-of-day-q-what-does-buddhist.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117051631503032033</id><published>2007-02-03T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T10:25:15.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Challenge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite sections in the Saturday Globe&amp;amp;Mail is "The Challenge" by Warren Clements at the back of the Books section. It's where people write in witty phrases. This week's was items or pursuits that one might associate with a well-known person. Some goodies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lawrence of Arabia asked to see the desert menu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marcel Marceau uses a silencer on his rifle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young Rodin would play with his thinker toys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favorite: John Stuart Mill would seek the greatest wood for the greatest lumber.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117051631503032033?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117051631503032033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117051631503032033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117051631503032033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117051631503032033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/challenge-one-of-my-favorite-sections.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117034142758879376</id><published>2007-02-01T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T10:07:30.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yay Ponikarovsky and Sundin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/sports/hockey/story/2007/01/31/nhl-mapleleafs-rangers.html"&gt;I was at this game&lt;/a&gt; and it was great. Also note: &lt;blockquote&gt;The back-to-back wins lifted the Maple Leafs into a seventh-place tie with the Tampa Bay Lightning and Pittsburgh Penguins in the Eastern Conference standings.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry to not be posting much; pretty much everything that's going on with me these days is related to the job hunt, which I don't want to post about in this forum - so my livejournal is getting a bit of a workout, since I can friendslock it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/ottawa/story/2007/02/01/rideau.html"&gt;Take that, Winnipeg!&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/3654867-117034142758879376?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117034142758879376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117034142758879376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117034142758879376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117034142758879376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay-ponikarovsky-and-sundin-i-was-at.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-117029300820168976</id><published>2007-01-31T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T20:23:28.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NSFW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, it's &lt;a href="http://www.vsocial.com/video/?d=59524"&gt;penguin porn&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-117029300820168976?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/117029300820168976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=117029300820168976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117029300820168976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/117029300820168976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/nsfw-thats-right-its-penguin-porn.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116974023720680999</id><published>2007-01-25T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T10:50:37.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ask the dead!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wanted to use an ouija board? Well, here's your chance to ask questions of those &lt;a href="http://www.askthedead.com/"&gt;beyond the grave!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116974023720680999?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116974023720680999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116974023720680999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116974023720680999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116974023720680999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/ask-dead-ever-wanted-to-use-ouija.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116930333384793556</id><published>2007-01-20T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T09:28:53.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;No!  Not the W!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop is just about to turn four years old next month; it's a Dell Inspiron 2650.  It's been more or less a trusty old companion; I have typed many a word with its aid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last few months, it's been groaning more than usual when it's loading, and has been making grinding unhappy noises.  Now, just today,  I notice the new problem: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "W" key is sticky.  Each "w" in this post had to be hit and re-hit firmly in order to come through.  I have had to go back and insert "w"s into words that missed it the first time around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I type the essential questions: Who? hat? here? When? hy? (see -- it's sticky. but it orks sometimes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sad. &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/3654867-116930333384793556?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116930333384793556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116930333384793556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116930333384793556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116930333384793556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-not-w-my-laptop-is-just-about-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116898244905760964</id><published>2007-01-16T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T16:21:39.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Things that are good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ethics class seems lovely so far; I walked into the classroom, and the students (mostly sophomores, some juniors) all stopped talking, looked up at me, and smiled. Smiled! On the first day! What nice students!  This &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; happens with the freshmen.  So this is all very nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the &lt;a href="http://www.quantz.com"&gt;Dinosaur Comics&lt;/a&gt; comic is very good today. It is always good. But only some days do I actually laugh out loud. Today I did. So I reproduce it below.  Make sure you go dig through the archives to see more brilliance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/1600/907372/comic2-951.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/400/547396/comic2-951.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116898244905760964?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116898244905760964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116898244905760964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116898244905760964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116898244905760964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/things-that-are-good.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116887749103891403</id><published>2007-01-15T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T11:11:31.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's like having an office job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any of that pesky work. &lt;a href="http://www.widro.com/throwpaper.html"&gt;Play &lt;/a&gt;with the wad of paper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116887749103891403?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116887749103891403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116887749103891403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116887749103891403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116887749103891403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-like-having-office-job-without-any.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116845090379068416</id><published>2007-01-10T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T12:51:44.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Frankly, I blame Preetom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, &lt;em&gt;she's &lt;/em&gt;the one obsessed with &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/News/article/169538"&gt;dental&lt;/a&gt; hygiene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... cute sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3579/3903/320/826786/street%20sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116845090379068416?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116845090379068416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116845090379068416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116845090379068416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116845090379068416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/frankly-i-blame-preetom-after-all-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116840719374060827</id><published>2007-01-10T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T00:33:13.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For Paul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/1600/931156/July%202005%20Trouble%20and%20Kitty%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/320/168775/July%202005%20Trouble%20and%20Kitty%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is from July 2005. The rest are since I got my new camera for Christmas.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/1600/678896/August%202005%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/320/30372/August%202005%20041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/1600/676232/August%202005%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/320/55139/August%202005%20046.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/1600/12600/August%202005%20050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/320/860468/August%202005%20050.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul -- happy now?&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/3654867-116840719374060827?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116840719374060827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116840719374060827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116840719374060827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116840719374060827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-paul-cat-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116834957431767669</id><published>2007-01-09T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T08:32:54.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Looking for a Vacation Location&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have you thought about &lt;a href="http://www.datoha.bravehost.com/index.html"&gt;Dahota&lt;/a&gt;? You won't be disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116834957431767669?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116834957431767669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116834957431767669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116834957431767669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116834957431767669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/looking-for-vacation-location-well.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116821657207217766</id><published>2007-01-07T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T19:36:12.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thanks, Google!  You bring me closer to Hegel.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading Paul Redding's &lt;cite&gt;Hegel's Hermeneutics&lt;/cite&gt;, which if you're interested in Hegel and hermeneutics, is fantastic. It's also good since it's one of the few recent works in English that attempts to really show how Hegel's social and political thought is, in fact, grounded in the Logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know lots of words, but my brain kind of stuck on this: &lt;blockquote&gt;In reading these sections we must keep in mind what we have learned about recognition throughout the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Phenomenology&lt;/span&gt;. At key points in the text, consciousness has undergone a form of &lt;em&gt;anagnorisis&lt;/em&gt; in a way that has turned it and the action around. I have suggested that, as in the theater, we can follow the experience of consciousness because we can recognitively put ourselves in the various points of view it assumes in its history. Surely then we must also be able to recognize something of ourselves in consciousness's own experiences of recollective &lt;em&gt;anagnorisis&lt;/em&gt;?  Might it be that there is something of this complex movement going on at the level of absolute knowing and that the review of the whole drama constitutes &lt;i&gt;our &lt;em&gt;anagnorisis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;small&gt;(p. 134, my emphases).&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is the type of writing people engage in when writing about Hegel. It's an acquired taste. I'm not &lt;i&gt;totally&lt;/i&gt; sure that 'recognitively' is a word.  But 'anagnorisis' seems to be, at least judging from how much Redding uses it.  After failing to find it in my &lt;cite&gt;Oxford Reference Dictionary&lt;/cite&gt;, I figured that the smart thing to do would be to consult the index. (I'm slow like that). Sure enough, on p. 80, Redding writes, "for consciousness, the problems within which it entangles itself form the occasion for a type of anagnorisis, the self-recognition opened up to the hero by the reversal of their fortune."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's kind of helpful, but I wanted more -- especially since it sounds Greekish and I'm, alas, not as up on my Greek dramatic theory as I should be (just vague memories from my first year undergrad course in Western Lit and Julian Patrick's excellent lectures at Victoria College. Ah, Northrop Frye Hall. Such a box you were.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google to the rescue!  Google, please &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=define%3A+anagnorisis&amp;ie=utf-8&amp;oe=utf-8&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;define: anagnorisis&lt;/a&gt; for me, will you? There's a dear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Definitions of  anagnorisis on the Web:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * the protagonist’s recognition of his/her peripeteia.&lt;br /&gt;      www.english.uiuc.edu/lit_resources/English%20102/Miscellaneous/Terms/greek_drama_vocabulary.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * (GK 'recognition') A term used by Aristotle in Poetics to describe the moment of recognition (of truth) when ignorance gives way to knowledge. According to Aristotle, the ideal moment of anagnorisis coincides with peripeteia, or reversal of fortune. The classic example is in Oedipus Rex when Oedipus discovers he has himself killed Laius.&lt;br /&gt;      members.fortunecity.es/fabianvillegas/drama/glossary-a.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * "Recognition," in Greek. Aristotle claimed that every fine tragedy has a recognition scene, in which the protagonist discovers either some fact unknown to her or him or some moral flaw in her or his character. Scholars disagree as to which of these precise meanings Aristotle had in mind. See also hamartia.&lt;br /&gt;      highered.mcgraw-hill.com/sites/0767430077/student_view0/glossary.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * "recognition": one of the two requirements, as given by Aristotle in the Poetics for a "complex plot."&lt;br /&gt;      www.clt.astate.edu/wnarey/Genre%20Class/tragedy_terms.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Anagnorisis originally meant recognition, not only of a person but also of what that person stood for, what he or she represented; it was the hero's suddenly becoming aware of a real situation and therefore the realisation of things as they stood; and finally it was a perception that resulted in an insight the hero had into his relationship with often anatagonistic characters within Aristotelian tragedy&lt;br /&gt;      en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anagnorisis&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Aristotle. I should have known you were behind this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my reading.  This has been a glimpse into the strange world of... working on my dissertation! [cue spooky yet dramatic music]&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/3654867-116821657207217766?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116821657207217766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116821657207217766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116821657207217766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116821657207217766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/thanks-google-you-bring-me-closer-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116814715312943242</id><published>2007-01-07T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:19:13.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sigh... the 27 year olds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting around to watching the US version of The Office... and the guy playing Jim, John Krasinski, is adorable. &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/package/sma2006/gallery/0,27827,1539441_1559557_9,00.html"&gt;Totally adorable&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sighing over the cute boy -- and then I notice his birth year. 1979!  I'm old enough that my TV &amp; movie crushes are starting to be &lt;i&gt;my own age&lt;/i&gt;.  Also on The Office, and possibly even more adorable, is another 1979-er, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/BJ_Novak"&gt;BJ Novak&lt;/a&gt;.  1979 -- a good vintage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been noticing a lot of 1979 folks lately... including, of course, my friend &lt;a href="http://ryandunssj.blogspot.com"&gt;Ryan&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1979#Births"&gt;Go 1979 children!&lt;/a&gt;  Like Mena Suvari! Norah Jones! Heath Ledger! Claire Danes! The late Rachel Corrie! Adam Brody!   Go you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just getting old enough that we're figuring out what we want to do -- and &lt;i&gt;actually doing it&lt;/i&gt;. And some of us &lt;i&gt;even getting paid to do it&lt;/i&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/3654867-116814715312943242?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116814715312943242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116814715312943242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116814715312943242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116814715312943242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116802748670260614</id><published>2007-01-05T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T15:04:46.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Rainy Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will it get cold?  When will it snow?  The only snow I've seen so far this winter was on the Greyhound between Toronto and New York on the 27th of December; when we stopped at a rest stop near Syracuse. I want me some snow, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get a healthy chunk of my current chapter done before school starts up in a week and a half, and also need to start putting together a job talk. Of course, this is encouraging fresh procrastination in the form of searching the &lt;a href="http://chronicle.com/forums"&gt;Chronicle of Higher Education forums&lt;/a&gt; for on-campus interview advice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some other advice I found online: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/1600/274047/interview_cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/320/771953/interview_cartoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://serc.carleton.edu/images/NAGTWorkshops/careerprep/jobsearch/interview_cartoon.jpg"&gt;(Source)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&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/3654867-116802748670260614?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116802748670260614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116802748670260614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116802748670260614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116802748670260614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/rainy-friday-when-will-it-get-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116767641849902865</id><published>2007-01-01T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T13:33:38.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yet another webcomic recommendation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you have little else to do -- the glory of &lt;a href="http://www.hingos.com/patches/index.php?pt=031225"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Patches&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is waiting for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/1600/546929/031225.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1627/93/320/368596/031225.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.hingos.com/patches/"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Patches&lt;/cite&gt; home&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/3654867-116767641849902865?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116767641849902865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116767641849902865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116767641849902865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116767641849902865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/yet-another-webcomic-recommendation-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116766296265812817</id><published>2007-01-01T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T09:49:22.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone.  I have to say that so far I'm a fan of 2007.  While it was my first New Year's in NYC rather than in Ottawa, and while I missed my Ottawans (thanks so much for the huge "Happy New Year" over the phone last night, and hellos especially to Megan and Dawn), I still felt happy and generally optimistic about the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of people at the party asked how my job interviews went last week; I haven't blogged much about my job search process out of a desire to keep it somewhat private (though I've put some "friends-only" stuff up on my LiveJournal -- but not anything that you haven't heard directly from me anyway).  While those (and the results from those) are occupying a lot of my thoughts, that's not so much of a big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I feel a quiet assurance that no matter what happens this year, I will be able to make it work.  (The clock radio just came on -- Joe Cocker's version of "With a little help from my friends" -- fitting, eh?  You guys are the greatest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also my first New Year's as a Catholic (or at least a soon-to-be Catholic). I went down to the 7.30 pm mass before the party.  During the mass I felt a feeling of utter ease, of my future being in God's hands, and that God will give me the strength to take on whatever ups and downs come along.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also really moved by the &lt;a href="http://www.nccbuscc.org/nab/bible/1samuel/1samuel1.htm#v20"&gt;reading from Samuel,&lt;/a&gt; about Hannah, who prayed for a son and was given one.  She says, "I prayed for this child, and the LORD granted my request. Now I, in turn, give him to the LORD."  This reminded me of Abraham and Sarah praying for a child, being given Isaac, but then A. being commanded by God to sacrifice Isaac.  Hannah, on the other hand, freely gives back to God what she has been given.  Just 'cause, you know, that's what one does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story made me think about my job and career worries in a different way. I'd been trying as much as possible to think of my job prospects as things I shouldn't get my hopes up over. Or thinking that I don't deserve a good job when there are so many better candidates. Or thinking that I don't have a right to hope. (Sure, these may sound silly, but who is ever fully rational in appraising their next career move?) Hannah's story made me think instead that of course it was perfectly fine to pray to God for what I want; and then if it works out, I am then able to dedicate it as service to God.  Teaching young people to be reflective and critical (not just in a nihilist and relativist sense, but properly and carefully critical) is a wonderful service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just some pre-coffee early New Year's thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll close with one of my favourite NT passages, &lt;a href="http://www.nccbuscc.org/nab/bible/1thessalonians/1thessalonians5.htm"&gt;1 Thessalonians 5.14-22&lt;/A&gt; -- the tone of rejoicing and seeking the good is, I think, a good place to begin my New Year's (plus, those of you who want can mentally take out the second half of line 18, and consider the rest of it good advice in general. ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; 14     We urge you, brothers, admonish the idle, cheer the fainthearted, support the weak, be patient with all.&lt;br /&gt;15    See that no one returns evil for evil; rather, always seek what is good (both) for each other and for all.&lt;br /&gt;16    Rejoice always.&lt;br /&gt;17    Pray without ceasing.&lt;br /&gt;18    In all circumstances give thanks, for this is the will of God for you in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;19    Do not quench the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;20    Do not despise prophetic utterances.&lt;br /&gt;21    Test everything; retain what is good.&lt;br /&gt;22    Refrain from every kind of evil.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you 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/3654867-116766296265812817?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116766296265812817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116766296265812817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116766296265812817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116766296265812817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-to-2007-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116706705462948120</id><published>2006-12-25T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:17:34.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish there was snow.  But joy to all of you.  &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/3654867-116706705462948120?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116706705462948120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116706705462948120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116706705462948120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116706705462948120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-wish-there-was-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116679390322880529</id><published>2006-12-22T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T08:25:03.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Strangely Torn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duke beat Gonzaga &lt;a href="http://www.sportsline.com/collegebasketball/gamecenter/recap/NCAAB_20061221_DUKE@GONZAG"&gt;last night&lt;/a&gt;. I'm happy, yet sad. While I'm happy that my little Blue Devils were victorious, why did they have to play the Bulldogs? It's like being forced to choose between &lt;a href="http://www.godiva.com/"&gt;chocolate&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.caramel.com/153-Caramel-Color.aspx"&gt;caramel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116679390322880529?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116679390322880529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116679390322880529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116679390322880529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116679390322880529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/strangely-torn-duke-beat-gonzaga-last.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116647422713794119</id><published>2006-12-18T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T15:42:10.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Presence!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I &lt;a href="http://www.drtoast.com/"&gt;didn't&lt;/a&gt; get Jane &lt;a href="http://nopeitssoap.com/"&gt;for her birthday&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116647422713794119?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116647422713794119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116647422713794119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116647422713794119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116647422713794119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/presence-what-i-didnt-get-jane-for-her.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116645557014602582</id><published>2006-12-18T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T10:26:10.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for the birthday wishes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to &lt;a href="http://ryandunssj.blogspot.com/2006/12/few-new-things.html"&gt;Ryan for this colourful message&lt;/a&gt;.   What am I doing on this fine morning of my birthday? Finishing up grading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite students (a real sweetie) has already come by to pick up his paper -- he hasn't even had breakfast yet, just got out of bed.  Awwww.  That's way too early to be thinking about philosophy. &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/3654867-116645557014602582?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116645557014602582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116645557014602582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116645557014602582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116645557014602582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/thanks-for-birthday-wishes-and-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116639130563580651</id><published>2006-12-17T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T16:35:05.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In your honour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To celebrate Jane's birthday tomorrow, here are some other, less famous, people who she is kind enough to share her birthday with:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christina Aguilera, Katie Holmes, Brad Pitt, Stone Cold Steve Austin, Betty&lt;br /&gt;Grable, Steven Spielberg, Leonard Maltin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116639130563580651?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116639130563580651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116639130563580651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116639130563580651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116639130563580651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-your-honour-to-celebrate-janes.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116588102635837249</id><published>2006-12-11T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T18:56:43.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;On being considered "retarded"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another YouTube video!  This is almost ten minutes long -- but well worth watching. I was googling retardation today because of an obnoxious thread on LiveJournal about whether it's OK to use "retarded" as an insult meaning stupid. Grr. I don't think it's excessive PC-ness, but just simple courtesy and respect for humanity, not to use disabilities as insults.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all very well and good for me to talk about this... but better to hear directly what it's like.  The video's creator writes:&lt;blockquote&gt;I made this video after seeing a number of things: Other disabled people rushing to prove that they were not some thing called "retarded," being referred to here as a "mong" and other such words myself (on and off YouTube) as well as seeing lots of pointless ridicule directed at people with developmental disabilities, and being asked questions about what it's like to be considered "retarded" in casual contacts with people, or to "look retarded", whatever that means. I explore these questions, and the prejudice and dehumanization that surrounds cognitive disability of all sorts, in my video. (Yes, this is a serious video, not poking fun at people.) Apologies for the splicing, the construction noises in the background, etc, that's to do with the equipment I have to work with here at the moment. This video is captioned.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qn70gPukdtY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qn70gPukdtY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another: "On Being an Unperson"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4c5_3wqZ3Lk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4c5_3wqZ3Lk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt: "Being an unperson means that your life is not a real life. ... It means that your existence seems to fill people with disgust and fear. People see you and describe you as a hollow shell, a body without a soul, a changeling child, or a vegetable. Or they romanticize your life, calling you a special angel on earth. Whatever they call you, people refuse to see that you exist at all. [...]  It means that if you do something real, important, and meaningful to you, people will think it's cute. They have a special laugh reserved for that. [...] Being an unperson means being hated. Not always in an overt emotional way. It means people want you to be a real person. Which sounds good, until you realize they don't believe you are a person already."&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/3654867-116588102635837249?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116588102635837249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116588102635837249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116588102635837249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116588102635837249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/on-being-considered-retarded-another.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116581083890662159</id><published>2006-12-10T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:20:38.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I heart the Justice League&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been watching the animated Justice League Unlimited Series with my friends Ryan and Drew.  And it just fills me with joy -- it's so well done, and while it's not in continuity with the comics, the characterization is great.  Anyway, I currently HEART Huntress (a Catholic! yes!) and Question ('cause who doesn't heart a conspiracy buff?).  And obviously Green Arrow and Black Canary are teh awesome.  So the episode, "Double Date," is the best EVER.  I post it below: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSC6VmYeAF4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSC6VmYeAF4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xCQpdJt-WE4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xCQpdJt-WE4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RMuX-f6EyXg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RMuX-f6EyXg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all of it. I hope this embedded video works; I haven't tried using it before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, if you like Black Canary and Huntress, you totally need to read &lt;cite&gt;Birds of Prey&lt;/cite&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/3654867-116581083890662159?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116581083890662159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116581083890662159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116581083890662159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116581083890662159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-heart-justice-league-so-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116580981590136498</id><published>2006-12-10T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:03:35.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thanks, Yale University Press!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yalepress.yale.edu/yupbooks/book.asp?isbn=0300111703"&gt;This is totally the course book I will use if I get to teach philosophy &amp; comics.&lt;/a&gt;  I'd probably spend 2/3 of the course on superhero comics (including parodies, like the superhero appearances in &lt;cite&gt;Johnny the Homicidal Maniac&lt;/cite&gt;* and commentary, like &lt;cite&gt;Watchmen&lt;/cite&gt;), and the remainder on indie stuff -- which this Yale collection, that I was looking through today before church, supplies aplenty. Very yummy. Plus, a cover by Seth.  heart!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Memorable quotation: "Help! my brain is being crushed by the weight of my enormous breasts!" Or something like that. I can't find the quotation right now, argh argh. Maybe it's in &lt;cite&gt;Squee&lt;/cite&gt;, instead. I heart Jhonen Vasquez. Who will be at this February's New York ComicCon! And &lt;i&gt;yes&lt;/i&gt; I already have my ticket. Why do you ask?&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/3654867-116580981590136498?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116580981590136498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116580981590136498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116580981590136498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116580981590136498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/thanks-yale-university-press-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116560262470765082</id><published>2006-12-08T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:30:24.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Important news&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/6161691.stm"&gt;Indian men &lt;/a&gt;really do need to drive muscle cars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116560262470765082?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116560262470765082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116560262470765082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116560262470765082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116560262470765082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/important-news-apparently-indian-men.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116552697170717491</id><published>2006-12-07T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T16:29:31.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A paper invite is always better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me first say that anything that encourages people to RSVP is a positive force in society. Not enough people are polite enough to RSVP these days, and it drives me UP THE WALL. Without the simple act of saying yes or no, how will I ever know how many chicken skewers to make? I am not, however, all too fond of Evite. I'd rather get a real, snail mail invitation, a phone call or an e-mail, so that people won't know the guest list before responding... they just have to trust that I will invite good people. But, &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/12/07/fashion/07evite.html?ref=style"&gt;this is absurd&lt;/a&gt;. Only in the Times...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116552697170717491?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116552697170717491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116552697170717491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116552697170717491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116552697170717491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/paper-invite-is-always-better-okay-let.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116541167909335854</id><published>2006-12-06T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:27:59.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This day in History&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in 963, &lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/09160b.htm"&gt;Leo 8&lt;/a&gt; gets elected Pope.&lt;br /&gt;Today in 1917, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halifax_Explosion"&gt;Halifax Explosion &lt;/a&gt;occurred&lt;br /&gt;Today in 1969, a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meredith_Hunter"&gt;man is killed &lt;/a&gt;at the Rolling Stones concert at Altamont Speedway, ending the free-living and loving era of the flowerchild&lt;br /&gt;Today in 1989, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%89cole_Polytechnique_Massacre"&gt;Ecole Polytechinque &lt;/a&gt;Massacre in Montreal happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man... I'm going home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116541167909335854?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116541167909335854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116541167909335854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116541167909335854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116541167909335854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-day-in-history-today-in-963-leo-8.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116491317333489109</id><published>2006-11-30T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:59:33.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy National Meth Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick on the heels of "Crack Cocaine Day" and "Mary Jane Day" comes a new US national holiday.... &lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2006/11/20061128.html"&gt;Meth Day&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all go out and celebrate in paranoia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116491317333489109?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116491317333489109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116491317333489109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116491317333489109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116491317333489109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-national-meth-day-quick-on-heels.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116484791885362442</id><published>2006-11-29T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:51:58.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Somehow, I'm not surprised&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nifty &lt;a href="http://www.politicalcompass.org/questionnaire"&gt;questionnaire&lt;/a&gt; that plots your political leanings. What a surprise.... I'm a lefty libertarian. Like Ghandi and Nelson Mandela.&lt;br /&gt;My results:&lt;br /&gt;Economic Left/Right: -7.13&lt;br /&gt;Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -6.36&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116484791885362442?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116484791885362442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116484791885362442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116484791885362442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116484791885362442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/somehow-im-not-surprised-nifty.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116477340380595940</id><published>2006-11-28T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:10:03.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sure, &lt;i&gt;outsiders&lt;/i&gt; mistake me for a Canadian...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;North Central&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;"North Central" is what professional linguists call the Minnesota accent.  If you saw "Fargo" you probably didn't think the characters sounded very out of the ordinary.  Outsiders probably mistake you for a Canadian a lot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The West&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 69%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Midland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 55%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Boston&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 50%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Inland North&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 30%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The South&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 8%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Northeast&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116477340380595940?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116477340380595940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116477340380595940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116477340380595940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116477340380595940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/sure-outsiders-mistake-me-for-canadian.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116474609658402581</id><published>2006-11-28T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T15:34:56.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Map of you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you'd like to see yourselves.  Check it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/1600/recent%20visitor%20map%20nov%2028%202006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/320/recent%20visitor%20map%20nov%2028%202006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116474609658402581?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116474609658402581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116474609658402581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116474609658402581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116474609658402581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/map-of-you-just-thought-youd-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116467497626982199</id><published>2006-11-27T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:51:13.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This whole professionalization thing is wacky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting some letters and emails lately, acknowledging receipt of my job applications. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One today, from a University That Will Remain Unnamed -- &lt;blockquote&gt;This is to acknowledge receipt of your application for the tenure-track position in Philosophy at Blahdiblah State University. Applications will be reviewed by the search committee during the next several weeks. We will be in touch with you as the selection proceeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, in accordance with University policy, please complete and return the enclosed self-stamped and self-addressed affirmative action card to: Affirmative Action Office, 123 Superduper Building, Blahdiblah State, Random Town, US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your interest in the position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours cordially, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chair, Philosophy Search Committee&lt;/blockquote&gt;All very nice.  Kind of weird to think that I'd be filling out an affirmative action card, since I think as a foreigner I don't get counted in the same categories.  Oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silly thing is, they didn't actually enclose the card.  Trust me.  I triple-checked.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yikes!" I thought.  "Now I have to email the search committee and tell them &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; screwed up. Yikes yikes yikes yikes."  A (probably totally groundless and unreasonable) fear washed over me.  &lt;i&gt;I felt as though it was &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; fault the card wasn't there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this nervousness and anxiety reason to think that I'm not ready for this application process?  I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  I sent them a super-polite email ("Thank you for your letter acknowledging receipt of my application for the tenure-track philosophy position.  I will be happy to complete and return the affirmative action card, but it was not enclosed in the envelope.  Would you be so kind as to send me one?") and the chair just sent me one back, calling me by my first name and signing off with his first name, saying of course they apologize and will sent me one shortly.  So it's all good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a sample view of the weird self-doubts I've had lately.&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/3654867-116467497626982199?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116467497626982199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116467497626982199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116467497626982199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116467497626982199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-whole-professionalization-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116440481753889415</id><published>2006-11-24T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T16:46:57.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The purpose of human life is to be happy, to flourish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, bear with me as I work through some of this stuff. This is going to include some basic philosophy, which I know is boring to many of you, but will lead to some specific comments about Catholic teachings on gay marriage, which I know you enjoy picking on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural law theory is the dominant philosophical position within Catholic social thought.  The &lt;cite&gt;Catechism of the Catholic Church&lt;/cite&gt;, 2nd ed. presupposes it as &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; way to understand moral theory in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it works like this -- divine law (which is eternal) can either be &lt;i&gt;natural&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;revealed&lt;/i&gt;.  Revealed law is pretty much what you'd expect -- it's given to us by relevation, through the scriptures. The content and nature of revealed law are therefore open to scriptural interpretation, historical criticism, and other forms of careful reading -- there's a huge issue there of how this is to be done, of course, and Catholics and Protestants will have very different stances on this.  Further, there's the issue of the Old Testament Law (mostly in the Ten Commandments) and the New Testament Law (the "New Covenant", the "new commandment" of Jesus, to love one another as God loves us). I am not trained in theology or scriptural studies and so won't begin to go into those issues.  But basically, revealed law, by its nature, is speaking to those &lt;i&gt;within&lt;/i&gt; a particular faith tradition.  You have to already have faith in God before you can hear revealed law as speaking to you.  You obviously can't cite Scripture as a normative moral authority to those who do not already accept it as such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural law, on the other hand, is way trickier. Natural law theory states, basically that there &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; such a thing as the "natural law."  The natural law is &lt;em&gt;called&lt;/em&gt; the natural law because it presumes that there is such a thing as human nature, and that by virtue of being human, there is a certain way of proceeding that will be good for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Catechism cites Aquinas: "The natural law is nothing other than the light of understanding placed in us by God; through it we know what we must do and what we must avoid. God has given this light or law at the creation." (Aquinas, &lt;i&gt;Dec. praec.&lt;/i&gt; I; Cathechism #1955). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Catechism goes on, at #1956: "The natural law, present in the heart of each man and established by reason, is universal in its precepts and its authority extends to all men. It expresses the dignity of the person and determines the basis for his fundamental rights and duties."  (Interestingly, in support of this claim, the Catechism cites the non-Christian Cicero.  The idea of the 'natural law' is thus not necessarily just part of Christian philosophy -- it just got picked up as A Good Idea by folks like Aquinas). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of the natural law, therefore, is intended to account for why there seems to be so much commonality in certain moral practices.  Whenever you are asked why you think something is "just plain wrong" or "clearly right," and you say "Because it just makes sense, that's what my heart tells me", natural law theorists would say that you're appealing to the light of understanding given to all human beings.  That all human beings have access, sometimes dulled, sometimes clearer, to a basic sense of right &amp; wrong.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because all human beings have essentially the same goal in life: to flourish in mind, body and spirit.  Aristotle said that the purpose of human life was &lt;i&gt;eudaimonia&lt;/i&gt;, which literally means something like 'good-spirited-ness', and is usually translated as "happiness"; my favourite translation in the literature (I forget for now who came up with it; maybe John Cooper?) is "human flourishing." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture a plant which is flourishing in the way appropriate to a plant. It is strong, its leaves are a vivid green, it reaches for the sun.  Now picture a plant starved of nitrogen, or starved of water, or obliged to put up with my very-warm apartment. Note how it limps, flops around, fails to flourish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristotle's idea is that humans are kinda similar.  Obviously we're different from plants.  We can move around, we can dance and sing, we're fundamentally social and political, we have culture, history, art, and we can reason.  That said, the basic &lt;i&gt;idea&lt;/i&gt; of flourishing is the same.  Just as there's a way for a plant to flourish as a plant, there's a way for a human to flourish as a human -- for all of its potential abilities to be developed and actualized.  Aristotle's idea of the goal of human life is for us to develop ourselves as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, along the way, he notes that certain activities can be done well, or badly. For instance, we can let our anger run away with us, and that ultimately hurts us, if we become unable to hear the other side, or we become rash. Or, we might not have enough anger, and that hurts us too if we become cowards. There is a happy medium in between: rightful anger, which can still hear the other side, but not get pushed over.  Aristotle proposes as a general rule that a virtuous form of activity is to be found in the middle of two extremes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristotle's account of virtue and vice, therefore, is not intended to be an externally imposed account of moral good and evil, but intended to guide human beings toward the flourishing most appropriate to them.  It's saying, "Look, human beings just are a certain way, and here's some advice to live life in a way that will help you flourish the most, and not get dragged down by stupid things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Aquinas picks up this account of human nature, human flourishing, and virtue &amp; vice, but adds to it a specifically Christian understanding of the world &amp; humans' place within it (well, he also adds a good dose of Platonism, but I won't get into that).  So, humans are &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt; to be happy -- but their happiness isn't just going to be the type of human flourishing that Aristotle describes. Because that is temporary, as even Aristotle recognizes -- the most well-adjusted &amp; virtuous person can still come down with a horrible illness, or lose their family in an accident or a war, and it's really difficult to flourish in those circumstances. (Recall again that flourishing is for body AND soul -- neither Aristotle nor Aquinas see the soul as firmly separated from the body. We are ensouled bodies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquinas suggests that what Aristotle was describing was an imperfect happiness, because of its fragility &amp; vulnerability to harm.  It's the best happiness we can get when we're alive on earth, and we should still strive for it.  However, ultimately, after death we can achieve &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; happiness in beholding God.  Perfect, because no-one can take it away. Perfect, because (unlike the pleasures of earth, which the more we receive the more we want, and ultimately they never completely satisfy - we always want more) God &lt;i&gt;totally&lt;/i&gt; satisfies -- God is infinite, after all! God gives us &lt;i&gt;endless and unconditional&lt;/i&gt; love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you read through a traditional discussion of virtue &amp; vice, it starts sounding pretty stodgy and random. Why should some things be virtues and other seemingly harmless things be vices?  (Aquinas has a great bit about how women &amp; young men shouldn't drink alcohol, because they don't have the developed intellect to tell them not to get carried away by it &amp; led into licentiousness.  What-ever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you remember that the &lt;i&gt;point&lt;/i&gt; of discussing virtue &amp; vice is not (at least originally, or in its best form) to beat people over the head, but to give them practical guidelines as how to best be &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;, then they're less offensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If anyone's interested in the question of, "But aren't the particular views of human nature that would spawn particular conceptions of what IS virtuous/vice-errific utterly relative to the culture and society in which they are formed?", I can get to that.  Because it's an interesting problem that I'm still trying to figure out -- so far my answer is "yes and no."  But that is for another blog entry, I think. And I'll talk about Martha Nussbaum. And Hegel.  And it will be fun. Maybe even Freud? and Foucault?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK!  So, back to natural law theory.  Natural law theory suggests that moral theory be based on an understanding of human beings as creatures able to flourish &amp; be happy in particular ways, with particular things that would be HELPFUL to them and particular things that would be HARMFUL to them -- thus we should put together a moral theory that rules those HELPFUL things as morally "good" and those things that are HARMFUL as morally "wrong".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classic objection to natural law theory is that it loads the dice -- that it has a predetermined sense of what is going to be "good" or "wrong," and reaches around for excuses in human nature to justify its presuppositions.  So, for instance, a natural law theorist who is homophobic will reach around in human nature to find an excuse to call homosexuality "disordered" and hence "wrong", but the view of human nature itself was already clouded by the theorist's own homophobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that history &amp; culture can condition us into seeing falsehood instead of truth is obvious; consider, for instance, this excerpt from &lt;a href="http://www.vatican.va/holy_father/john_paul_ii/letters/documents/hf_jp-ii_let_29061995_women_en.html"&gt;Pope John Paul II's 1995 Letter to Women:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;Unfortunately, we are heirs to a history which has conditioned us to a remarkable extent. In every time and place, this conditioning has been an obstacle to the progress of women. Women's dignity has often been unacknowledged and their prerogatives misrepresented; they have often been relegated to the margins of society and even reduced to servitude. This has prevented women from truly being themselves and it has resulted in a spiritual impoverishment of humanity. &lt;/blockquote&gt;But here's the question I want to consider: &lt;em&gt;Is this a reason for discarding the idea of "the natural law" altogether, or a call for trying to do it better, in the light of the many discoveries and realizations we have made about human beings?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure of the answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks are trying to work this out, of course. James Alison, in his book &lt;cite&gt;On Being Liked&lt;/cite&gt;, addressees Catholic teachings against homosexuality and asks why, given that we are beginning to understand that homosexuality is quite simply a fact (like, say, left-handedness -- which itself used to be associated with a disordered nature!), shouldn't our understanding of what will contribute to the flourishing of human beings (which is, after all, what God wants from us -- our flourishing and happiness in Her!) similarly be updated? (This thread comes up again &amp; again in the essays in the book, but especially in "Being Wrong and Telling the Truth," which was originally given as a lecture at St. Joseph's in the Village Parish in NYC in May 2002).  (I just finished this book, and have another one of his books - &lt;cite&gt;Faith Beyond Resentment&lt;/cite&gt; on the way from Amazon -- great stuff!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, &lt;a href="http://www.nd.edu/~theo/faculty/porter.html"&gt;Jean Porter, a professor of theology at Notre Dame&lt;/a&gt;, gave a lecture at Fordham last year entitled "Human Nature and the Purposes of Marriage."  Note the plural in "purposes"!  The paper was an argument that gay marriage was &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; contrary to the natural law, and it was rooted in 12th and 13th century scholars' ideas of examining social institutions, such as marriage, in terms of what purposes they serve (again, purposes intended to promote human flourishing). The paper did not conclude with an "anything-goes" approach to marriage -- but suggested that there were good reasons not to emphasize the procreative aspect over the unitive aspect.  (I have an unpublished copy of the paper, in case any of you would like to have a look at it). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why did I post this very long post?  I was looking back through &lt;a href="http://welcome-to-tokyo-mr-bond.blogspot.com/2006/10/pope-calls-same-sex-unions-weak-and.html"&gt;Tokyo Tintin's blog and reread his entry on Pope Benedict's recent statements about gay marriage&lt;/a&gt;.  The pope's ideas on gay marriage -- and modernity in general!! -- are of course kinda frustrating for me.  Anyway, TT &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/NASApp/cs/ContentServer?pagename=thestar/Layout/Article_Type1&amp;call_pageid=971358637177&amp;c=Article&amp;cid=1161253812695"&gt;links to a Star article&lt;/a&gt; which I shall briefly quote:&lt;blockquote&gt;While he did not specifically mention gay marriage, thousands of listeners at the fairgrounds in Verona's outskirts strongly applauded the two parts of his speech about the family and "other forms of unions".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He urged them to fight "with determination ... the risk of political and legislative decisions that contradict fundamental values and anthropological and ethical principles rooted in human nature".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pope said they had to defend "the family based on matrimony, opposing the introduction of laws on other forms of unions which would only destabilise it and obscure its special character and its social role, which has no substitute".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another section of his speech, the Pope made another apparent reference to homosexual marriage, stating that the Church had to say "'no' to weak and deviant forms of love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said the Church wanted instead to say "'yes' to authentic love, to the reality of man as he was created by God".&lt;/blockquote&gt;Note the reference to "anthropological and ethical principles rooted in human nature." That's the natural law theory at work (and the fact that it's natural law he's talking about, and not just revealed law, is why he feels justified in saying that Catholics should resist this &lt;i&gt;politically&lt;/i&gt;, and not just, say, avoid it for themselves. Natural law is, after all, supposed to be universal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if God wants us to flourish, and plants within us an understanding of the natural law intended to help us to do so, then why does the &lt;i&gt;repression&lt;/i&gt; of homosexuality lead to lies, closeting, and anguish, a lack of emotional &amp; spiritual flourishing, while the &lt;i&gt;acknowledgement of it as simply normal for many men and women&lt;/i&gt; leads to honesty and emotional maturity?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I realize that the way I've posed this question loads it, and wouldn't convince anyone who didn't already agree.  But I simply don't understand why, if God wants us to be happy and loved and love each other, the Pope's position is any more obvious? In a way that I can actually understand?  In a way that doesn't utterly conflict with all of my experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that to deny the beauty &amp; human flourishing in the same-sex relationships I have witnessed would simply be lying to myself.  And "lying is the most direct offense against the truth." (Catechism #2483). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catholicism has, over the years, gone from promoting and endorsing the slave trade, to repudiating it. It has gone from openly stating that women are defective, to repudiating that.  So I'm hopeful. And I'm hopeful that the development in Church teachings here could even be articulated according to the Church's own natural law way of doing things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while I'm still not sure that I can fully endorse the idea of the natural law (I need to do more research; and I have a lot of concerns with its premises), I think that it need not be simply repressive. It can similarly be used as a tool for critique: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How best can the Church assure and promote the flourishing of &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; its members, gay and straight?  What is the truth about human nature that we simply hadn't let ourselves &lt;em&gt;discover&lt;/em&gt; until recently, that will permit us to tell the truth about how we love each other?  Why can't our new understanding of human beings and their multifaceted love continue to contribute to our broader understanding of "authentic love"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll close with some James Alison, from "Creation in Christ" (also in &lt;cite&gt;On Being Liked&lt;/cite&gt; -- &lt;blockquote&gt;...one of the firmest consequences of the instistence on the natural law is the denial of the arbitrary or capricious nature of divine commandments. This is evident traditionally in the rejection of the voluntarist and nominalist positions with respect to morals. If God forbids us something it is because doing it does us no good. Which is to say, the holiness of the commandment is  in the fact that it is for our good, and it is not the case that our good is to be found in following commandments independently of their consequences for us, just because they are commandments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, if this is valid, we can see that natural law is, in the first place, and before any of its possibly polemical use in the world of non-believers, a very powerful instrument of self-criticism with respect to our own moral teaching. If it is used correctly, the first consequence of the use of this instrument would be having confidence that we can change our own understanding of morality in the light of our growing appreciation of what is.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just want to add that not all Catholic teaching based on the natural law is as problematic -- it also leads to great stuff on the importance of a living wage and justice among nations.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone on long enough though -- I had meant to clean my room today, and get some work done on my dissertation.  Oh well. Time to make some more coffee.&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/3654867-116440481753889415?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116440481753889415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116440481753889415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116440481753889415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116440481753889415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/purpose-of-human-life-is-to-be-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116438208561022938</id><published>2006-11-24T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T14:12:50.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;That's how he rolls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god... talk about giving a gender a &lt;a href="http://code.tv/index.html?bcpid=285076654&amp;bctid=320419937"&gt;bad name&lt;/a&gt;. Also, the coke bloat don't look too good on him. Just sayin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Face recognition software&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is what the FBI is using, I don't hold out much hope... But I do think it's cool to &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/tryFaceRecognition.php"&gt;find out what celeb you look like&lt;/a&gt;. For once, I didn't get &lt;a href="http://characters.degrassi.ca/caitlin.htm"&gt;Caitlin from Degrassi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116438208561022938?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116438208561022938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116438208561022938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116438208561022938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116438208561022938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/thats-how-he-rolls-oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116429122148654008</id><published>2006-11-23T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T09:13:41.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;She's always right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Manners says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A Ph.D. is like a nose - you don't make a fuss about having one because you&lt;br /&gt;assume that everyone does; it's only when you don't have one that it's&lt;br /&gt;conspicuous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116429122148654008?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116429122148654008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116429122148654008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116429122148654008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116429122148654008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/shes-always-right-miss-manners-says-ph.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116422941301877487</id><published>2006-11-22T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:03:33.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Giving Thanks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so for the Canadians this is coming too late, and for the Americans this is in the midst of a whole opening-to-the-holiday-season GLUT of sentimentality, but bear with me, my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful to each and every one of you.  My friends are the best part of my life.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having difficulty finishing this blog post because I'm chatting with two of you on Gmail.  Ah, love.  Oh, wait, three. &lt;small&gt;Thanks for keeping me entertained whilst working at the library, eh!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invite you all to share your own thanks in the comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;* Oh, and God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116422941301877487?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116422941301877487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116422941301877487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116422941301877487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116422941301877487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/giving-thanks-ok-so-for-canadians-this.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116422307825003770</id><published>2006-11-22T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T14:17:58.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fun new toy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing with StatCounter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN!  Especially fun is the map of the world displaying where viewers are coming from.  Which means that I can say, with a fair amount of reliability, "Hi Sarah!", since I doubt anyone else looks at my blog from Switzerland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun-o!  I feel like a super-spy.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, now I also feel obligated to write smarter things. (Megan, someone came in just to look at your morbid little New Jersey post! Feel honoured!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right. I should go back to work, eh?&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/3654867-116422307825003770?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116422307825003770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116422307825003770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116422307825003770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116422307825003770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/fun-new-toy-ive-been-playing-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116421069697073052</id><published>2006-11-22T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T10:51:36.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Horrible. Yet Funny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From North Jersey Media group:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRADLEY BEACH -- A man was struck and killed early Tuesday by a New Jersey commuter train sent to pick up passengers stranded after their first train hit and killed someone else, authorities said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116421069697073052?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116421069697073052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116421069697073052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116421069697073052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116421069697073052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116405666169054872</id><published>2006-11-20T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T16:42:30.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh yes, and there's that other side of comics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... just as I'm excited for getting some more Justice League comments in the mail, some serious food for thought from a former DC staffer -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go here for &lt;a href="http://occasionalsuperheroine.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_occasionalsuperheroine_archive.html"&gt;The Video Store Girl's memoir of her involvement with the comic book industry&lt;/a&gt; (I've linked to the "November archive," so that all the posts will be there -- start at the bottom, though, and work your way back up). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://comicsworthreading.com/2006/11/19/dcs-strategy-to-raise-sales/"&gt;Joanna at &lt;i&gt;Comics Worth Reading&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; diagnoses the problem thus:&lt;blockquote&gt;The length of the quote is because I want it on the record, and the source has already wiped her blog once. Not surprisingly, she’s leaving comics. After her story, no one should ever ask why, or wonder why corporate American comics are so unfriendly to women, both live and in print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put a bunch of immature men, many of whom were very sick as children or had absent fathers or both, and all of whom escaped into over-muscled power fantasies as a result, in charge of a publishing subgroup with no prestige and little money. Several of them have never worked anywhere else, or if they have, it was at one of the few similar companies in the same industry that behave the same way. They’re still geeks, mentally, with low self-esteem and no success with women, few of whom they actually know in person, but they’re power brokers within their little world, and there are thousands like them who desperately want to be them… and you wonder why it all ends up so twisted?&lt;/blockquote&gt;I don't really have anything to say yet about this yet... I am reminded of some of the stuff in Linda Alcoff's collection, &lt;cite&gt;Singing in the Fire&lt;/cite&gt;, about women in philosophy, though certainly the misogyny in contemporary philosophy is nowhere near as bad as what TVSG describes at DC. (The reminding probably has a lot more to do with me being in the midst of my own stuff, rather than me having yet fully grasped the real nastiness of what TVSG describes.)  Curious as to your reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edit&lt;/i&gt; - see also &lt;a href="http://comics212.net/2006_11_01_archive.shtml#116398578103422893"&gt;Torontonian Christopher Butcher (from the Beguiling, on Queen)'s blog entry&lt;/a&gt; about TVSG's posts., and &lt;a href="http://www.comicbookresources.com/columns/?column=13"&gt;Rich Johnston from Comic Book Resources.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edit #2&lt;/i&gt; - see &lt;a href="http://forums.comicbookresources.com/showpost.php?p=3999835&amp;postcount=6"&gt;Gail Simone's comment&lt;/a&gt; a little ways down the &lt;a href="http://forums.comicbookresources.com/showthread.php?p=3999969"&gt;Comic Book Resources thread about the post&lt;/a&gt;. Gail Simone, who writes comics for DC, including one of my new favourites, &lt;i&gt;Birds of Prey&lt;/i&gt;, also commented in a supportive way on TVSG's blog.&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/3654867-116405666169054872?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116405666169054872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116405666169054872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116405666169054872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116405666169054872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-yes-and-theres-that-other-side-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116404384106771010</id><published>2006-11-20T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T12:30:41.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Philosophy in-joke, with comics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, for those who know nothing of Harry Frankfurt's work (or, all they know is his best-selling essay, &lt;cite&gt;On Bullshit&lt;/cite&gt;, wander over to the &lt;a href="5.3.1 Higher-Ordered Desires and the Nature of Persons"&gt;Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy's entry on Compatibilism&lt;/a&gt; and skip to 5.3.1, "Higher-Order Desires and the Nature of Persons."  You can pick up on the Ekstrom you'd need to know from &lt;a href="http://plato.stanford.edu/entries/incompatibilism-theories/"&gt;the entry on incompatibilist theories&lt;/a&gt;, and meandering down to 2.1, a couple paragraphs down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, failing that, you'll probably get the joke from context anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had seen a post on a comics blog &lt;a href="http://puritybrown.blogspot.com/2006/10/superheroes-and-myth-of-redemptive.html"&gt;about superheroes and the myth of redemptive violence&lt;/a&gt;, which along the way of making some nice points about superheroes in comics, vs. folks in movies, treat &amp; respond to violence, included the following:&lt;blockquote&gt;A more interesting and ambiguous case is presented by Wolverine. Wolverine's attitude to violence is not depicted consistently, which is, I think, telling in itself; the shifts in his portrayals seem&lt;br /&gt;indicative of the differing beliefs and feelings of his writers. The classic early Claremont Wolverine is a man afflicted with a bloodlust that he can barely manage to control. He wants to control it -- most of the time -- or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that he &lt;i&gt;wants&lt;/i&gt; to want to control it, but he doesn't always want to control it. That is to say, he's a violence junkie, and while he knows his&lt;br /&gt;habit is dangerous, though less for him than for the people around him, he still can't kick it. There are times when he wants to kick it -- to stop wanting to be violent -- but the underlying desire never disappears.&lt;/blockquote&gt;This description, of Wolverine &lt;i&gt;wanting&lt;/i&gt; to want to control his violent desires, is a great example of having a second order desire.  The first order desire would be to slash someone, &amp; the second order desire would be to want not to want to slash someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent this to some friends, and the lovely Eleanor responded (and has given permission for me to post) with the following:&lt;blockquote&gt;Does Harry Frankfurt ever make an appearance in the comic?  I can&lt;br /&gt;imagine the two of them having a good conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: You're having trouble forming an effective 2nd order desire not to slash people with the strips of metal attached to your hands.&lt;br /&gt;Wolverine: It's true.  But I've actually found Ekstrom and Velleman's&lt;br /&gt;rationalist models to describe my behavior more precisely.  I feel&lt;br /&gt;what's most damaging about my impulse to violence is that it's&lt;br /&gt;inconsistent with the self-image I'm trying to cultivate.&lt;br /&gt;Harry: What self-image is that?&lt;br /&gt;Wolverine: Thoughtful, sensitive, non-slashing type.&lt;br /&gt;Harry: I see.  With which image do you identify more?&lt;br /&gt;Wolverine: I guess I wouldn't be "Wolverine" without the slashing.&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean I should just choose to identify with my more violent&lt;br /&gt;nature?&lt;br /&gt;Harry: Um . . . I'll have to think about that.  Why don't we finish&lt;br /&gt;this conversation by email?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Or something like that.)  :)&lt;br /&gt;E.&lt;/blockquote&gt;(That Eleanor wrote this without having seen all the panels of Wolverine meditating &amp; angsting over his violent nature, is awesome.)&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/3654867-116404384106771010?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116404384106771010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116404384106771010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116404384106771010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116404384106771010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/philosophy-in-joke-with-comics-first.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116384194737197304</id><published>2006-11-18T04:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T13:35:30.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Incommensurability?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edited 1.20pm Saturday Nov 18&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for any incoherence or bad grammar-- there has been much wine. Plus, it is 4.00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed to be engaged in two separate amazing conversations today. Well, no, three.  The first was a text message exchange with a new friend, who shares my love of comics -- his blog is now listed at left. (Hi Ryan!)  That was fun, even if he was texting during class (bad, bad, bad. But forgivable, since it amused me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After "Theories of Autonomy class," I went out for coffee with two folks from my program, one of whom is a died-in-the-wool atheist &amp; ardent feminist, and the other raised pretty strongly Protestant, who's a little more conservative. The latter is a good friend of mine, and the former someone I like very much, though we're not yet close.  We ended up having a great conversation about religion, the way it works, and the way it plays out in the public sphere.  I felt like I kind of played a bridging role between the two, having been agnostic for so many years, yet also seeing the way in which recognizing my relationship to God starts changing my way of perceiving the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing that became apparent during this conversation was that, though we were all three of us operating on very different principles and understandings, we were able to discourse together and move forward.  We talked about religion vs. secularism, and how that opposition was ridiculous, because really, insofar as we all had hope for a better future, we were all somehow united.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, we still believe in this crazy species.  Bizarre, eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second conversation was with a Jesuit scholastic whom I'm slowly growing to like, through I'm still hesitant to call him a friend.  With friends, I want to be totally open about my hopes &amp; fears, and while I can be friends with people who don't share my political, social &amp; religious beliefs, there still needs to be a basic comfort level there. And trust. And love (in a broad sense).  Whereas with this person, I worry about us not ever really being able to see eye to eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fittingly, we had an entire conversation was about how he &amp; I pretty much had &lt;em&gt;opposite&lt;/em&gt; upbringings -- him American, me Canadian; him homeschooled, me public schooled; him one of 8 children, me an only child; him Catholic, me raised agnostic/atheist; him not ever really knowing non-Catholics, me having Muslim, Hindu &amp; Jewish girls in my Brownie &amp; Girl Guide groups (I have a vague memory from Girl Guides of having to make sure that there were pork hot dogs for the Hindu brownies and beef hot dogs for the Muslim and Jewish brownies... I guess at the time veggie dogs were less popular?); he and his whole family are pro-life, me &amp; my family - not so much. I was definitely raised firmly pro-choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know my Canadian friends are probably rolling your eyes at this description of my Jesuit acquaintance. But I will mention that he was also raised regularly visiting prisons, working with the poor, and is concerned that Jesuit missions in Latin America &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; be colonialist, but rather encourage the people to fight off poverty and oppression (he had criticisms of Protestant missions for being too pro-America, giving out TV's in exchange for acquiescing to Jesus). So don't write off his politics &lt;i&gt;prima facie&lt;/i&gt;. It doesn't work quite that simply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to the point, we were able to have this conversation in a friendly and jovial way, and we were able to move past it onto other things.  We do have a lot in common. And while a t-shirt he once wore rubbed me the wrong way (it had a slogan that made me very uncomfortable), he's a good guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the question. It's not just the US that's pretty divided by the so-called 'culture wars.'  It's the whole world.  The Anglican church might undergo schism over gay marriage, women bishops &amp; gay bishops.  Europe doesn't know how to integrate Muslim identities into its sense of itself beyond bare 'tolerance' -- it doesn't know  if it can incorporate Muslim insights into a positively transformed Europe. No one knows how to integrate religion in general, whether Christian, Muslim, Jewish, whatever, into the public sphere (I'm not up, at the moment, on the current status of the BJP in India, but last I checked, there were issues there too).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without giving up on fundamental commitments that we hold dear, no matter who we are (progressives don't get a 'pass' just 'cause we're progressive... that just doesn't hold up to scrutiny) -- how can we negotiate all this?  Because on one level we're talking across incommensurable differences -- utter abysses of fundamental grounding principles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other level, we're all human, and we are able to love each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4.16 am, and I'm a little inebriated, and I don't have any great insight here. I'm just saying that I've often been in situations that I've been conscious of conversations happening &lt;i&gt;across&lt;/i&gt; seemingly unbridgeable divides. So -- guess what -- they're obviously not unbridgeable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still fucking hope for us all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you 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/3654867-116384194737197304?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116384194737197304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116384194737197304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116384194737197304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116384194737197304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/incommensurability-edited-1.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116370208139596621</id><published>2006-11-16T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T13:36:33.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The world's literary bargain basement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Ahh, yes, the always amusing &lt;a href="http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/archive/getfuzzy-20061116.html"&gt;Get Fuzzy&lt;/a&gt;. (I identify with the cat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116370208139596621?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116370208139596621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116370208139596621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116370208139596621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116370208139596621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/worlds-literary-bargain-basement-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116361671614749636</id><published>2006-11-15T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T13:51:56.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fashion forward!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief history of a brilliant men's designer... You too can know the history of the &lt;a href="http://www.lileks.com/institute/dorcus/index.html"&gt;Dorcus&lt;/a&gt; line!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116361671614749636?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116361671614749636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116361671614749636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116361671614749636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116361671614749636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/fashion-forward-brief-history-of.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116353167997652631</id><published>2006-11-14T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:14:39.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Super Weekend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane was nice enough to let me come and visit this weekend. I had a superfun time. Thanks Jane!&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cartoon to pay &lt;a href="http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2006/10/30"&gt;tribute &lt;/a&gt;to my flight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116353167997652631?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116353167997652631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116353167997652631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116353167997652631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116353167997652631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/super-weekend-jane-was-nice-enough-to.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116353299831043111</id><published>2006-11-14T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:36:38.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A brief emerald narrative, a.k.a., Dawn, you've created a monster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/1600/kyle_still_the_prettiest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/320/kyle_still_the_prettiest.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fabled motto of the drug dealer is "first hit's free."  Yes, that is how they suck you in to their &lt;a href="http://www.phdcomics.com/comics/archive.php?comicid=622"&gt;vortex of doom.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I frequently visit the lovely Dawn in Ottawa, and while staying with her she gives me stacks of comics to read.  Yay, comics.  Thanks to her, I've read Chester Brown's &lt;cite&gt;I never liked you&lt;/cite&gt;, Scott McLeod's &lt;cite&gt;Understanding Comics&lt;/cite&gt;, and other classics -- but mostly, mostly, mostly I have read heaps of X-men.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/1600/Wolverine%20buys%20flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/320/Wolverine%20buys%20flowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so great to learn more about these characters, whom I had enjoyed in the movies, but who had so much more going on in the comics.  Of course I loved Wolverine, but also Angel, Rogue (so much cooler in the comics than her shy movieverse self), Cannonball, Jamie Madrox (especially in Peter David's &lt;cite&gt;Madrox&lt;/cite&gt; and &lt;cite&gt;X-Factor&lt;/cite&gt;), etc., etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Dawn, not only did I discover the soap-opera-fantasticosity of the Dark Phoenix saga, and the Morlock Massacre, and the Trial of Gambit, etc., but I also began to understand the difference between different writers and artists.  I began to know my Chris Claremont from my Grant Morrison.  Useful!  Crucial!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, Dawn pointed me toward &lt;a href="http://www.thexaxis.com"&gt;the X-axis&lt;/a&gt;, a wonderfully snarky X-book review site.  It was thoroughly entertaining and well-written, and I found myself diving into its archives to get a sense of the history of the X-books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/1600/sitting-on-a-cloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/320/sitting-on-a-cloud.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, occasionally the reviewer would also review non-X-books.  His &lt;a href="http://www.thexaxis.com/misc/allstarsuperman1.htm"&gt;review of &lt;cite&gt;All-star Superman 1&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/a&gt; led me to figure that it would be worthwhile to check the series out.  The series was already up to issue #5, but fortunately &lt;a href="http://www.midtowncomics.com"&gt;Midtown Comics&lt;/a&gt; had all five issues conveniently available in-store, so I just picked them all up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love.  The Grant Morrison &amp; Frank Quitely team is the same as in the run of &lt;cite&gt;New X-men&lt;/cite&gt; that I had read (again, thanks to Dawn), and really enjoyed, but the story was clean, economical, and Super-satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted more. Who was this Superman, man of myth and legend, but whom I'd never really cared much about before?  Furthermore, what was this DC, to be putting out such an excellent product? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in high school, thanks to another comic-book-pusher, Caitlyn, I had read a lot of DC's Vertigo line of comics.  Everyone who knows me knows my love of &lt;a href="http://www.neilgaiman.com"&gt;Neil Gaiman's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;cite&gt;Sandman&lt;/cite&gt; series, but I'd also read some &lt;cite&gt;Hellblazer&lt;/cite&gt; and other Vertigo stuff.  Mostly good, but it hadn't led me to explore the DC universe as a whole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exploration of the X-men had, on the other hand, led into a wholesale exploration of the Marvel universe. Possibly because of all the tie-ins and cross-overs and Events (it doesn't hurt that Dawn lent me &lt;cite&gt;House of M&lt;/cite&gt; and this summer the Civil War event started).  But in going around the internet and looking at what was out there, I found myself drawn to the types of elements discussed in &lt;a href="http://puritybrown.blogspot.com/2006/09/dc-dont-care-make-mine-marvel.html"&gt;this blogger's post about why she loves Marvel&lt;/a&gt;.  If what Marvel was about was flawed heroes who are hated but fight back anyway, and DC was about iconic heroes revered by their society, well, then, hey -- that's a pretty obvious choice. Marvel for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. During all this, I read Alan Moore's &lt;cite&gt;The Watchmen&lt;/cite&gt;, and mostly dug it, but realized that I couldn't totally get into its cynicism about its heroes. They were a little too flawed.  I want to be a little more hopeful about my heroes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/1600/Gil%20Kane%20-%20Showc22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/320/Gil%20Kane%20-%20Showc22.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I forget how this all happened, exactly, but basically this is the next step in the story. Obviously, in poking around the internet, looking for information on superhero comics, and being the type of person I am, it didn't take me long to find &lt;a href="http://www.girl-wonder.org/girlsreadcomics/index.php"&gt;Karen Healey's blog, &lt;cite&gt;Girls Read Comics (and They're Pissed)&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or, more to the point, &lt;a href="http://womenincomics.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ragnell and Kalinara's &lt;cite&gt;When Fangirls Attack!&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun!  Hours of procrastination!  Feminist insights into comics and superheroes!  Smart women talking about comics!  YAY!  Fun fun fun. (This, of course, was &lt;a href="http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/09/wham-pow-other-day-i-was-at-department.html"&gt;right around the time I started getting excited about possibly teaching a "Philosophical Themes in Comics" course.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, both Ragnell and Kalinara are fans of a comic book character that, as I had been immersed in Marvel and beginning to dip my toe into DC via Superman, I had not yet really encountered: Green Lantern.  (Note - at this early stage I wasn't even really aware that there were MULTIPLE Green Lanterns. Oh, the fun!)  I began poking through the website &lt;a href="http://zamaron.wordpress.com/"&gt;Zamaron: A Green Lantern Femme-site&lt;/a&gt; and saw the enthusiasm they had for the Green Lantern Corps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around this time, my roommate had a party and a (cute) boy was wearing a Green Lantern T-shirt. We had a fun chat about comics in general, and I felt bad that I had no real idea about Green Lantern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/1600/GLRebirth5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/320/GLRebirth5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly thereafter, I visited a friend in DC (the city, not the company) and stopped into &lt;a href="http://www.bigmonkeycomics.com/"&gt;Big Monkey Comics&lt;/a&gt; in Georgetown. The staff was really friendly, and I asked where a good place to begin reading Green Lantern would be. I had heard of the various Hal-vs-Kyle debates and didn't know where to wander in.  They recommended &lt;cite&gt;Rebirth&lt;/cite&gt; as a good new-reader-friendly start, and so I bought it, and read it on the train ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!  LOVE!  LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes that weren't perfect, but still trying!  Heroes with decades of mythology behind them that I could get wrapped up in!  Heroes with &lt;a href="http://green-lantern-butts-forever.blogspot.com/"&gt;really adorable asses&lt;/a&gt;! (Which get &lt;a href="http://ragnell.blogspot.com/2006/01/warning-wickedness-ahead.html"&gt;a fair amount of attention&lt;/a&gt;, and deservedly so. Of course, also note Ragnell's &lt;a href="http://ragnell.blogspot.com/2005/12/green-lantern-curse.html"&gt;warning post about crushes on Green Lanterns&lt;/a&gt;.  This might be a problem, given that I've decided that Kyle Rayner is my new boyfriend. That said, since I'm not a comic book character, I doubt I'll end up dead because of it. See, by the way, &lt;a href="http://kalinara.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-what-do-i-mean-by-that.html"&gt;Kalinara's blog post describing Kyle as "fangirl bait".&lt;/a&gt; Yup, sigh, yup. Oh well. Hey Dawn, she lists Gambit as also being "fangirl bait.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/1600/Glkyle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1627/93/320/Glkyle.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.  Something about the idealism of the Green Lantern Corps just sucked me in (and sucked in my wallet... I now own a pile of Green Lantern trade paperbacks and individual issues... and this all since October!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love. Not just with Kyle Rayner. With the whole concept.  And I can't stop wanting to share that love, much to the sadness of some of my friends around the office (fortunately, through careful Lending O' Comics, I am beginning to recruit my friend Rosa into Green Lantern Love.  Excellent!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just needed to share. Thanks for indulging me. &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/3654867-116353299831043111?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116353299831043111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116353299831043111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116353299831043111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116353299831043111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/brief-emerald-narrative.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116310396453151374</id><published>2006-11-09T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T15:26:04.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;And what I was waiting for all day just popped up on the NY Times site&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;blockquote&gt;Breaking News 3:15 PM ET:&lt;br /&gt;Allen Concedes in Virginia Senate Race; Democrats Win Full Control of Congress&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No details yet on the site, but I don't need any.  The headline is good enough for me. (the article below is still that he's expected to concede.)&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/3654867-116310396453151374?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116310396453151374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116310396453151374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116310396453151374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116310396453151374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-what-i-was-waiting-for-all-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116308191495396741</id><published>2006-11-09T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:16:44.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;At last!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go with all the break-up news, at last there's hope for me and my &lt;a href="http://images.google.ca/imgres?imgurl=http://www.hunktoppen.dk/hunks/1136736716_Smith%2520Jerod7.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.hunktoppen.dk/hunk.php%3Fhunk%3DJASON%2520LEWIS&amp;amp;amp;amp;h=450&amp;w=297&amp;amp;sz=61&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=1&amp;tbnid=cPDjNhwbtmA6vM:&amp;amp;amp;amp;tbnh=127&amp;tbnw=84&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DJason%2BLewis%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DX"&gt;true love&lt;/a&gt;. Hottie McHotsalot &lt;a href="http://images.art.com/images/-/Sin-City---Rosario-Dawson--C10220534.jpeg"&gt;finally left Rosario Dawson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more tragic note, &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/sports/hockey/story/2006/11/08/mats-sundin.html"&gt;my Mats is hurt&lt;/a&gt;! Perhaps he wants me to &lt;a href="http://www.hersheys.com/kisses/"&gt;kiss&lt;/a&gt; it better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6400/1106/1600/blogmonks.gif"&gt;Cartoon&lt;/a&gt; - very true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116308191495396741?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116308191495396741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116308191495396741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116308191495396741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116308191495396741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/at-last-to-go-with-all-break-up-news.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116302115572618472</id><published>2006-11-08T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:25:55.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Modern marriage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, it seems like everyone's breaking up these days... Rummy and Dubya, and, more importantly, Britney and FedEx (love that name!!) MuchMusic broke the news in it's typically &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qkq0w6ua_Sg&amp;amp;eurl="&gt;underwhelming fashion&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116302115572618472?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116302115572618472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116302115572618472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116302115572618472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116302115572618472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/modern-marriage-man-it-seems-like.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116301797786599353</id><published>2006-11-08T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:32:57.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy days are here again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/world/story/2006/11/07/midterm-results.html"&gt;Thank you, Montana,&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/world/story/2006/11/08/midterm-analysis.html"&gt;good bye, Mr. Rumsfeld&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/11/08/us/politics/08cnd-recount.html?_r=1&amp;adxnnl=1&amp;oref=slogin&amp;adxnnlx=1163017214-dgRv9lNQh1wQv8lsepL6HQ"&gt;we'll have to hold off on congratulating Virginia&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/11/08/us/politics/08cnd-elect.html?hp&amp;ex=1163048400&amp;en=b21ffb8f60963a3e&amp;ei=5094&amp;partner=homepage"&gt;very  good news all around&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post something more profound later -- I have to prep for class -- but it is a VERY good day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(plus, I received in the mail &lt;cite&gt;Green Lantern &amp; Superman: Legend of the Green Flame&lt;/cite&gt;, written by Neil Gaiman &amp; illustrated by a bunch o' folks. very pleased.  I should also post sometime soon about how I've fallen in love with Green Lantern, eh?  And how Kyle Rayner, one of the Green Lanterns, is my new boyfriend? just 'cause he doesn't exist doesn't stop him from being dreamy)&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/3654867-116301797786599353?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116301797786599353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116301797786599353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116301797786599353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116301797786599353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-days-are-here-again-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116291192772198731</id><published>2006-11-07T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:45:23.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Not the most important thing happening today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with the midterms, this sure ain't the most important thing happening (Jane, I fully expect a less frivolous post than this today), but in my unending devotion to YouTube, here's a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WTIUUAjdeZk&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;funny ad.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to &lt;a href="http://www.lulubrands.com/resources/ExcuseMeDemo.html"&gt;ease your commuting&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116291192772198731?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116291192772198731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116291192772198731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116291192772198731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116291192772198731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/not-most-important-thing-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116284836647389482</id><published>2006-11-06T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:26:06.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Side effects&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, if the side effects are anything like&lt;a href="http://www.seemoresideeffects.ca/"&gt; these&lt;/a&gt;, I can't wait to use anti-aging cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116284836647389482?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116284836647389482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116284836647389482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116284836647389482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116284836647389482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/side-effects-man-if-side-effects-are.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116275903869639333</id><published>2006-11-05T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T15:37:18.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friends with music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm listening to my friend David's CD. He's a singer-songwriter I met while stage managing a show he lit, and then we became friends. He also has a lovely wife, &lt;a href="http://www.irenecarl.com/"&gt;Irene,&lt;/a&gt; also a friend of mine. While listening to Another time of year (one of my favorites) it occurred to me that since he's on tour right now, and y'all are out there waiting for stuff to do, I should &lt;a href="http://www.davidhein.net/"&gt;link to his site&lt;/a&gt; so that you can listen a bit, and maybe even check out his shows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 25, 8pm Kenny's Castaways 157 Bleecker St NYC 10012&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 2, 8pm Avant Garde Bar 135 1/2 Besserer St.Ottawa, ON CAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go see him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116275903869639333?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116275903869639333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116275903869639333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116275903869639333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116275903869639333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends-with-music-right-now-im.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116270275969986944</id><published>2006-11-04T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:59:19.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Two cute movies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched two good movies tonight instead of working (isn't that the way it always is?)&lt;br /&gt;For those who think Judi Dench is just the cutest thing that ever was, there's &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0413015/"&gt;Mrs. Henderson Presents&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And for those, like me, who like ballet there was the documentary &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0436095/maindetails"&gt;Ballets Russes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.factorytheatre.ca/apple.htm"&gt;Apple&lt;/a&gt; last night. Recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116270275969986944?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116270275969986944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116270275969986944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116270275969986944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116270275969986944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-cute-movies-just-watched-two-good.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116256625557058186</id><published>2006-11-03T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T10:04:15.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Smut central&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure all the true smut-rakers (not muck, this is much more salacious) know this woman already, but oh my god, &lt;a href="http://www.laineygossip.com/ArticleList.aspx"&gt;Lainey&lt;/a&gt; knows all. ALL. And weeks before any of the tabloids do. But my deep burning question: how does she find out all this from Vancouver?? VANCOUVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;a. it's 2053 km from Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;b. What is a &lt;a href="http://www.ourcanadiangirl.ca/"&gt;nice&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thatcanadiangirl.co.uk/"&gt;Canadian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.girlguides.ca/"&gt;girl &lt;/a&gt;doing spreading all this gossip?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116256625557058186?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116256625557058186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116256625557058186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116256625557058186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116256625557058186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/smut-central-im-sure-all-true-smut.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116243028466857474</id><published>2006-11-01T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:29:46.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why I am not going to go see &lt;cite&gt;Borat&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be a killjoy, but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure, as per the conclusion of the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/09/07/movies/07bora.html?ex=1162530000&amp;en=f5a6bea82b44675b&amp;ei=5070"&gt;New York Times article&lt;/a&gt;, that &lt;cite&gt;Borat&lt;/cite&gt; will be very funny, and very successful.  All criticisms of it as being anti-Semitic can be pushed aside by saying, look, this is satire, or black comedy, and further, Sacha Baron Cohen &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; Jewish and we have a long and noble tradition of allowing people to poke fun at their own racial/ethnic/religious/national backgrounds.  Sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is, why doesn't anyone take the Kazakhstani's complaints seriously? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the afore-linked NY Times article:&lt;blockquote&gt; Still, “I can almost guarantee you that not everyone will get the joke,” said Richard B. Jewell, a professor of film history at the University of Southern California. But he added: “In my opinion it’s a very healthy thing. Some of best films that have been made in the last 50 years have been black comedies.” He cited “Dr. Strangelove,” which poked fun at nuclear holocaust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What can be more serious?” he asked. “It makes people think about these things in ways they don’t when there are more straightforward, serious, sober films.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, let's do good black comedy and satire.  YES.  I wholeheartedly agree.  But who's really being mocked in this movie?  Jewish folk?  Well, maybe, but see above re. mocking one's own.  Who is being mocked here, and yet doesn't have a &lt;em&gt;voice&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lonelyplanet.com/worldguide/wgimages/BN19297_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.lonelyplanet.com/worldguide/wgimages/BN19297_8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kazakhstan.  It's one of those random former Soviet republics that's still pretty vague to most of us in the West.  It's a miscellanous country, one that you might name off the top of your head while making a joke about random countries (sort of like Albania was for &lt;cite&gt;Wag the Dog&lt;/cite&gt;, before the ethnic Albanians in Kosovo became famous).  To our Western pop culture ears, the place sounds a little silly.  It's definitely Other to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we can use it as the brunt of jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we can make random statements about Kazakhstani women, or Kazakhstani liquor, or what have you, and know that no one will correct us, or call us out, or anything, because really, doesn't Kazakhstan exist for us &lt;i&gt;as&lt;/i&gt; some sort of mythical, joke-fodder place? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the &lt;a href="https://cia.gov/cia/publications/factbook/geos/kz.html"&gt;CIA World Factbook&lt;/a&gt;, Kazakhstan is 47% Muslim and 44% Orthodox Christian.  I'm sure these two groups &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; being the on-going butt of Sasha Baron Cohen's joke... and the ongoing butt of &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; jokes, as we repeat the funny Borat lines. Their resentment isn't anti-Semitic, or anti-West, it's simply them being quite simply sick of being made fun of, just for existing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Recall Triumph the Insult Dog and his visit to Quebec?  It wasn't so much that it was wrong of him to poke fun at French Canadians, it's just that the way he was poking fun of them showed that he didn't actually &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; anything about them. Haha. So funny. That's why the in-joke is funny -- because it relies on being &lt;i&gt;in the know&lt;/i&gt;.  Just to say "hey, that thing that's strange to me... it's funny... just 'cause... and I'll just repeat it over and over again until YOU think it's funny too!" -- that's not black comedy, or satire. It's just lame.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lonelyplanet.com/worldguide/wgimages/BN19402_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.lonelyplanet.com/worldguide/wgimages/BN19402_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, from the CIA world factbook: &lt;blockquote&gt;Native Kazakhs, a mix of Turkic and Mongol nomadic tribes who migrated into the region in the 13th century, were rarely united as a single nation. The area was conquered by Russia in the 18th century, and Kazakhstan became a Soviet Republic in 1936. During the 1950s and 1960s agricultural "Virgin Lands" program, Soviet citizens were encouraged to help cultivate Kazakhstan's northern pastures. This influx of immigrants (mostly Russians, but also some other deported nationalities) skewed the ethnic mixture and enabled non-Kazakhs to outnumber natives. Independence in 1991 caused many of these newcomers to emigrate. Current issues include: developing a cohesive national identity; expanding the development of the country's vast energy resources and exporting them to world markets; achieving a sustainable economic growth outside the oil, gas, and mining sectors; and strengthening relations with neighboring states and other foreign powers.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to pull out a couple things -- First, this is a country for whom (sort of like Canada) developing a strong national identity (because of immigration of non-Kazakhs, because Kazakhs were never really united) is a key issue.  I'm sure they love it that the first thing most young Westerners will think of when they think of Kazakhstan is Borat.  Fantastic-o.  (I mean, at least Canada had Dudley Do-Right back in the day. And at least Bob &amp; Doug McKenzie knew something about Canada. Sasha Baron Cohen just seems to make shit up.  See my bracket above, re. Triumph the Insult Dog). Secondly, this is a country trying to strengthen relations with neighboring states. In other words, a country trying to emerge on the world stage as something more than a Random Former Soviet Republic. Even though I'm sure diplomats can tell fact from fiction (well... reasonably sure...), &lt;cite&gt;Borat&lt;/cite&gt; is basically an extended attack ad, undermining Kazakhstan's developing world brand identity. (how's that for a mixed metaphor?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to conclude by saying that I'm not the world's biggest fan of Kazakhstan. &lt;a href="http://web.amnesty.org/library/eng-kaz/index"&gt;Here's the Amnesty International index for Kazakhstan&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://www.kub.kz/print.php?sid=13797"&gt;Freedom of expression&lt;/a&gt; seems to be a problem in Kazakhstan.  So, obviously it would be lame for me, in this light, to say that &lt;cite&gt;Borat&lt;/cite&gt; should be banned in the West, just 'cause those freedom-of-expression-hating-Kazakhs dislike it.  Freedom of expression is great. And important.  Yes.  I just think there's better ways to convince Kazakhstan of the importance of freedom of expression than making a movie that mocks it as a bunch of anti-Semites, and better ways of convincing the world that we need to have a serious public conversation about our attitudes toward religion, ethnicity, and political correctness, than by making a movie that makes everyone just a little bit stupider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - translation: I think the movie's racist. (Ethnicist?)  no matter how funny it might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.lonelyplanet.com/worldguide/destinations/asia/kazakhstan/"&gt;the online Lonely Planet guide to Kazakhstan&lt;/a&gt; for the images.&lt;/small&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/3654867-116243028466857474?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116243028466857474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116243028466857474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116243028466857474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116243028466857474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-i-am-not-going-to-go-see-borat-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116242203897682080</id><published>2006-11-01T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T18:00:38.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Month o' crazy almost done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey y'all... sorry not to have posted much lately. (Thanks, Megan, for holding the fort!)  Three conferences down, and just one to go -- this Saturday's one-day conference in New Jersey.  In addition to conferencing, I've been assembling my application for the Newcombe fellowship (about which I posted earlier) and assembling my dossier for a few academic jobs. No, not the Concordia one, but a few others that explicitly say things like "PhD near completion".  I can do "near" completion.  It's been pretty hectic, all in all. (that, plus a whole bunch of Graduate Student Association stuff, but I won't get into that)  oh yeah, and teaching.  Got midterm grades in and so forth, but already I have a new stack of journal entries on Descartes to read and grade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to tell you where I'm appyling to jobs, since I doubt I'll even hear back from any of them. If I get any interviews, I'll let you know.  The academic hiring process is pretty lengthy -- initial deadlines in November, hearing back from places in time for interviews at the Eastern APA meeting Dec 29-30, possibly campus interviews in March or April.  whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, must go teach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116242203897682080?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116242203897682080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116242203897682080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116242203897682080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116197595051699581</id><published>2006-10-27T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T20:09:46.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Online shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when you get your &lt;a href="http://www.on-the-fly.com/category_lifestyle.jsp;jsessionid=FCWQv1SybKdGvf7wkiylCH29v2YEFabSBshoouwZVd77b7mM0da6!-2087915267!1074629707!7005!8005?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=1408474395181129"&gt;degree and become a man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116197595051699581?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116197595051699581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116197595051699581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116197595051699581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116197595051699581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/online-shopping-for-when-you-get-your.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116189289696946815</id><published>2006-10-26T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T16:01:36.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm rich...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rich....er than most of the people in the world. In fact, I'm the 350,496,782nd richest person in the world. Pretty impressive, no? &lt;a href="http://www.globalrichlist.com/"&gt;Find out your rank&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116189289696946815?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116189289696946815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116189289696946815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116189289696946815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116189289696946815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-rich.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116170255331651482</id><published>2006-10-24T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T11:09:13.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cute little cartoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, it's funnier if you know Flash, but I still think&lt;a href="http://www.stickpage.com/animatorvsanimationplay.shtml"&gt; it's cute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116170255331651482?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116170255331651482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116170255331651482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116170255331651482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116170255331651482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/cute-little-cartoon-apparently-its.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116145622323773255</id><published>2006-10-21T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T14:43:43.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I pity the fool....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the Mr. T &lt;a href="http://www.ironicsans.com/2006/10/idea_the_mr_t_virtual_playset.html"&gt;playset.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116145622323773255?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116145622323773255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116145622323773255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116145622323773255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116145622323773255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-pity-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116128091044100974</id><published>2006-10-19T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T14:01:50.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My life was not complete&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's still not complete, but now it's much &lt;a href="http://shop.lego.com/product.asp?p=4277645&amp;cn=158&amp;amp;t=7&amp;d=21"&gt;cooler&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116128091044100974?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116128091044100974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116128091044100974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116128091044100974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116128091044100974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-life-was-not-complete-okay-its.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116127843788401496</id><published>2006-10-19T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:23:39.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Life-changing product&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been concerned with the increase in my crotch heat index from wearing cords. Well, if you have the same worries, &lt;a href="http://www.cordarounds.com/"&gt;check this out&lt;/a&gt;. Especially the post from &lt;a href="http://cordarounds.com/blog/2006/10/introducing_the_cordarounds_ha.html"&gt;Oct. 11&lt;/a&gt;, in the blog section.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116127843788401496?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116127843788401496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116127843788401496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116127843788401496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116127843788401496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-changing-product-ive-always-been.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116118372335220608</id><published>2006-10-18T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T11:02:03.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And in case you don't have your own &lt;a href="http://www.capitalemocional.com/Sonidos/volare-karaoke.swf"&gt;karaoke&lt;/a&gt; machine... I'm sorry if it gets stuck in your head. What language is that??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116118372335220608?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116118372335220608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116118372335220608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116118372335220608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116118372335220608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-in-case-you-dont-have-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116118351097270994</id><published>2006-10-18T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T10:58:30.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why bother with the flight to London?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can visit the British Museum from the comfort of your own couch? Well, not the whole museum, just the &lt;a href="http://www.mughalindia.co.uk/room.html"&gt;Mughal India room.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116118351097270994?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116118351097270994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116118351097270994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116118351097270994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116118351097270994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-bother-with-flight-to-london-when.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116104304226744291</id><published>2006-10-16T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T19:57:22.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Both of him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Mats. Hat trick, over-time, game-winnning 500th career goal. &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/sports/hockey/story/2006/10/14/flames-leafs-nhl-game.html"&gt;Does it get any better?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116104304226744291?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116104304226744291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116104304226744291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116104304226744291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116104304226744291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/both-of-him-i-love-my-mats.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116075020311990334</id><published>2006-10-13T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T10:36:43.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I want one!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the world would be a better place if we all had &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4q4jb-kXebQ"&gt;these in our workplaces&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116075020311990334?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116075020311990334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116075020311990334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116075020311990334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116075020311990334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-want-one-i-think-world-would-be.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116059524126081432</id><published>2006-10-11T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T15:34:01.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Teaching to the test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/academics_anon/1166316.html"&gt;As posted in the wonderfully snarky academics_anon community on livejournal&lt;/a&gt;, witness this &lt;a href="http://web.cornell.edu/higherednews/?p=61"&gt;op-ed piece on higher education&lt;/a&gt;, written by Bush's former deputy secretary of education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrill to memorable lines, such as the following: &lt;blockquote&gt;Institutions of higher education need to report an academic bottom line.&lt;/blockquote&gt;What on earth is an "academic bottom line", especially in higher education?  How on earth would this be measured? I'm reminded of those graphs that the Nortel people used to show us in high school, about job rates for folks with computer science vs. humanities degrees. They showed the first five years after graduation, in which, yes, the comp sci people had better luck finding jobs.  They left out the research on how the groups are doing 10-20 years later, which shows humanities folk as doing pretty well, thankyouverymuch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;While they’re at it, colleges and universities must make it a priority that their students graduate. While most tuition payers assume a baccalaureate degree takes four years to complete, the truth is it takes typically more than six years. In 2003, only 34 percent of graduating students had completed their degree in four years or less.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Is the four years a priority?  Given the reduced amount of federal funding for student loans &amp; grants in the US, doesn't it make sense that more folk might be going part-time, so they can work on the side?  Or coming back to school with a family, which will also cause the baccalaureate to take longer? Why should 4 years be a priority? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The academy responds to the demands of disciplines and faculty. It is a culture that cherishes independence and freedom. And it is a culture seriously out of touch with much of America.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm not sure this one even needs a comment. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Faculty members decide what they want to teach and when they want to teach, if, indeed, they teach at all. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Yes, since deans and chairs have no say over this at all.  Riiiiight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Faculty members typically spend fewer than 200 hours a year in the classroom. That amounts to just five 40-hour weeks.&lt;/blockquote&gt;As I sit in my office hours, preparing my lesson, and having students come in to ask me questions on their upcoming papers (sometimes they even ask me questions over Gmail chat, while I'm relaxing), I look at this statement and kind of go, "what?"  Yes, faculty are all lazy. Of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Take a look at what passes for subjects of scholarly and instructional focus on campuses. Should taxpayer dollars really go to underwrite courses in such things as the history of comic book art?&lt;/blockquote&gt;As someone currently in the midst of putting together a syllabus on philosophical themes in comic books, I think, "yes," actually.  (As &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/academics_anon/1166316.html?thread=18184172#t18184172"&gt;someone in the academics_anon forum&lt;/a&gt; pointed out, "Is he aware that only one hundred years ago, spending your precious academic years studying NOVELS was considered, if not the height of frivolity, at least a very lightweight major?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And there needs to be a greater emphasis on teaching students what they need to know, rather than what faculty want to talk about.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Again, since deans and chairs never worry about this as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The various college rating systems and publications are entertaining and interesting to read, but they don’t provide the sort of objective data tuition payers need to make informed decisions.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Since students (I refuse to say parents. But that's a separate issue. I hate the infantilization of students here at Fordham, which apparently is a problem all over the place. But I digress)... students = consumers. Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For generations, a college education has been a big part of the American dream. Much of the world has come to America to get a higher education. But nothing guarantees that this will be the case in the future. Indeed, for more and more American citizens, that dream is coming into question.&lt;/blockquote&gt;And the fault lies on faculty teaching about comic book art, not affordability or anything ilke that. Obviously. Of course. Yee-haw.&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/3654867-116059524126081432?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116059524126081432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116059524126081432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116059524126081432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116059524126081432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/teaching-to-test-as-posted-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116058730938417533</id><published>2006-10-11T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T13:21:49.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Make yourself seem cooler!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt that your phone doesn't ring enough? Well, why go to the effort of reaching out and making new friends when services such at &lt;a href="http://popularitydialer.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; exist on the internet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116058730938417533?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116058730938417533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116058730938417533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116058730938417533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116058730938417533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/make-yourself-seem-cooler-have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116050860248395604</id><published>2006-10-10T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:30:02.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Partay time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. &lt;a href="http://www.teapartay.com"&gt;There are no words&lt;/a&gt;. Watch the video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116050860248395604?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116050860248395604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116050860248395604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116050860248395604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116050860248395604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/partay-time-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116042898247520373</id><published>2006-10-09T17:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:23:02.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy Thanksgiving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just can't forget about &lt;a href="http://www.twilightbridge.com/hobbies/festivals/thanksgiving/canada/"&gt;Canadian Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt;. This year, I'm thankful for &lt;a href="http://www.ninewest.com/n/"&gt;Nine West shoes &lt;/a&gt;and my new &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/airportexpress/"&gt;AirPort&lt;/a&gt;. Also, the new &lt;a href="http://toolbar.google.com/T4/index_xp.html"&gt;Google toolbar&lt;/a&gt;. Love that. I'm also thankful for all my friends. Y'all rock.&lt;br /&gt;However! I'm not thankful for the new Rachael Ray show. She needs to go away. Also, Tyra Banks. I'm not even going to torture you with links to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116042898247520373?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116042898247520373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116042898247520373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116042898247520373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116042898247520373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-thanksgiving-you-just-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116014937875508323</id><published>2006-10-06T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:42:58.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Comics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to your selection of &lt;a href="http://www.orneryboy.com/"&gt;internet comics...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116014937875508323?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116014937875508323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116014937875508323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116014937875508323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116014937875508323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/comics-to-add-to-your-selection-of.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-116014471999746260</id><published>2006-10-06T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T10:25:20.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Now THAT'S the kind of headline I like to see from the CBC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/sports/hockey/story/2006/10/05/leafs-senators-nhl-game.html"&gt;Leafs rebound to crush Senators.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-0. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nice.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, wish me luck as I apply for the &lt;a href="http://www.woodrow.org/newcombe/"&gt;the Newcombe Fellowship&lt;/a&gt; from the Woodrow Wilson National Fellowship Foundation.  It's good for $19,000 over 12 months and is pretty prestigious; apparently they have a good track record of having their fellows find jobs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally not going to get it (they give out 30, across all disciplines, across the whole U.S.) but given its description, how could I &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; apply? &lt;blockquote&gt;The Charlotte W. Newcombe Doctoral Dissertation Fellowships are designed to encourage original and significant study of ethical or religious values in all fields of the humanities and social sciences, and particularly to help Ph.D. candidates in these fields complete their dissertation work in a timely manner. In addition to topics in religious studies or in ethics (philosophical or religious), dissertations appropriate to the Newcombe Fellowship competition might explore the ethical implications of foreign policy, the values influencing political decisions, the moral codes of other cultures, and religious or ethical issues reflected in history or literature.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-116014471999746260?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/116014471999746260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=116014471999746260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116014471999746260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/116014471999746260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-thats-kind-of-headline-i-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-115997756977463949</id><published>2006-10-04T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T11:59:30.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why I love Jennifer Cruisie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me well (or at all, really) you will know my love of chick-lit. And my favorite writer out there is &lt;a href="http://www.jennycrusie.com/"&gt;Jennifer Cruisie&lt;/a&gt;. Well, she just released a new book, and, if I may, I'd like to treat you to a paragraph:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Captain J.T. Wilder stood as still as possible in deference to his screaming&lt;br /&gt;hangover, looked around at what he'd figured was going to be a good deal and&lt;br /&gt;though, &lt;em&gt;clusterfuck&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-"Don't Look Down" by Jennifer Cruisie and Bob Mayer, now on bookshelves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is why I love her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-115997756977463949?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/115997756977463949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=115997756977463949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115997756977463949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115997756977463949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-i-love-jennifer-cruisie-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-115989984159472018</id><published>2006-10-03T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:24:01.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jane, do you live near any of &lt;a href="http://gothamist.com/labs/map"&gt;this?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-115989984159472018?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/115989984159472018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=115989984159472018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115989984159472018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115989984159472018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/jane-do-you-live-near-any-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-115988496093340982</id><published>2006-10-03T10:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:16:00.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My dream come true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign me &lt;a href="http://people.aol.com/people/article/0,26334,1541816,00.html"&gt;up!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, &lt;a href="http://www.evalongoria.com/"&gt;Eva Longoria &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/playerfile/tony_parker/"&gt;Tony Parker &lt;/a&gt;have split up. Which makes me laugh, because she was pretty &lt;a href="http://www.hollywoodrag.com/index.php?/weblog/comments/eva_longoria_pimps_her_man_loves_the_ladies/"&gt;love-struck &lt;/a&gt;all through the relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-115988496093340982?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/115988496093340982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=115988496093340982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115988496093340982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115988496093340982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-dream-come-true-sign-me-up-in-other.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-115982210798131407</id><published>2006-10-02T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T12:18:03.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Back from DC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) I got accepted to the small NJ conference, so that will officially make it 4 conferences 4 weekends in a row.  Yee haw! They are:&lt;blockquote&gt;Oct 12-14: &lt;a href="http://www.spep.org"&gt;Society for Phenomenology and Existential Philosophy (SPEP)&lt;/a&gt; in Philadelphia (my paper: on rights, a la Fichte and Hegel)&lt;br /&gt;Oct 20-22: Ancient &amp; Mediaeval Phil Conference in NY (the same one I used to help organize) (my paper: on Aristotle and Fichte on the state's role in educating its citizens toward virtue)&lt;br /&gt;Oct 26-29: &lt;a href="http://www.acpaweb.org"&gt;American Catholic Philosophical Association (ACPA)&lt;/a&gt; in Ohio (60 miles outside of Columbus OH) (my paper: Fichte and Husserl on how we get to truth through communication with others)&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 4: New Jersey Regional Philosophical Association (paper on&lt;br /&gt;feminist conceptions of relational autonomy.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Had a fantastic time in DC. It was really relaxing to be away, and I really liked what I saw of the city.  Yay quiet subway!  Of course, once I got back to NYC, folks round here who've lived in DC did their best to burst my bubble &amp; remind me about all the bad elements of DC (like how the nice quiet subway with its nice padded seats doesn't actually serve the poorer portions of the city, and rather is aimed at making life easier for commuters from the suburbs) but I blocked my ears and sang "lalala" until they stopped.  I was on vacation, dammit. I get to think about economic deprivation every other single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) How are y'all liking Megan's posts?  where did all the comments go?  Was I so quiet for a while that everybody left?&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/3654867-115982210798131407?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/115982210798131407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=115982210798131407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115982210798131407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115982210798131407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-from-dc-1-i-got-accepted-to-small.html' title=''/><author><name>jane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-115981461744246539</id><published>2006-10-02T14:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:43:37.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Garfield said it best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too fond of Mondays. Sundays always end with a bang of Simpsons and Family Guy, which does not lead logically into the total &lt;a href="http://www.drudgery.org/"&gt;drudgery&lt;/a&gt; of Mondays. But I think I'm doing better than &lt;a href="http://www.milism.net/ArchaicPunishment.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;a href="http://www.thisiswhatwedonow.com/2005/06/my-ideal-woman.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; guy needs a hug. Perhaps it would help his bitterness and anger. &lt;a href="http://angrylittleman.org/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; person used to be angry, but now is over it. I am not angry, I'm just bored. Experiencing a little of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ennui"&gt;ennui&lt;/a&gt;, if you will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-115981461744246539?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/115981461744246539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=115981461744246539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115981461744246539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115981461744246539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/10/garfield-said-it-best-im-not-too-fond.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-115962993793641975</id><published>2006-09-30T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T11:25:37.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For all you hockey fans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're ever in &lt;a href="http://www.kidzworld.com/site/p1909.htm"&gt;Detroit... &lt;/a&gt;or Florida...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-115962993793641975?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/115962993793641975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=115962993793641975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115962993793641975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115962993793641975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-all-you-hockey-fans-in-case-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-115954521570221337</id><published>2006-09-29T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T11:53:35.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Daily link&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, to continue the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0113118/"&gt;trend&lt;/a&gt;... Also, just in case you can't get enough Fridays (which is my third favourite day of the week), apparently it's always Friday's &lt;a href="http://www.fridays.com/main_flash.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! Although, I've eaten there, and trust me, sometimes it's better when your Friday experience ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For weekend plans, Jane I wish you could come to Nuit Blanche, for which the link from my computer won't work. So you'll have to google it on your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-115954521570221337?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/115954521570221337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=115954521570221337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115954521570221337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115954521570221337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/09/daily-link-okay-to-continue-trend.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-115946848379311617</id><published>2006-09-28T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T14:34:43.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The link of the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since it's &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0124901/"&gt;Thursday&lt;/a&gt;, I thought it would be appropriate. Also, its &lt;a href="http://www.thorcentral.com/"&gt;namesake&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-115946848379311617?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/115946848379311617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=115946848379311617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115946848379311617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115946848379311617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/09/link-of-day-well-since-its-thursday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-115938738609513246</id><published>2006-09-27T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T16:03:06.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Call me Ishmael&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane says I have to make my headings more emboldened. Anyway, we were discussing what I should call myself. Apparently, supadupa rockstar is "over the top" (my words, not hers). It would be prudent to call myself something recognizable so you know who I am. Not, for example, Robert. But on my quest for a name, I found &lt;a href="http://www.princeton.edu/~batke/moby/moby_001.html"&gt;this...&lt;/a&gt; That's right, call me Ishmael. With the entire text on the web, I'll never be bored at work again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-115938738609513246?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/115938738609513246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=115938738609513246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115938738609513246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115938738609513246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/09/call-me-ishmael-jane-says-i-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654867.post-115938638440720449</id><published>2006-09-27T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:46:24.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>meg the "guestblogger"</title><content type='html'>Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of y'all know me, but in case you hadn't heard... the rumours are true! Jane has invited me to become her guestblogger. Mostly because I have a somewhat mindless job that involves surfing the internet for several hours a day. All in all, I've come across some great links. Which I will now share with you. For instance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A map of &lt;a href="http://eightface.com/2006/08/panoramic-map-of-new-york/"&gt;New York &lt;/a&gt;from the world's fair in 1939 or so. Note the LES is referred to as the ghetto. &lt;em&gt;Plus ca change...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654867-115938638440720449?l=janealexandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/feeds/115938638440720449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3654867&amp;postID=115938638440720449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115938638440720449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654867/posts/default/115938638440720449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealexandra.blogspot.com/2006/09/meg-guestblogger.html' title='meg the &quot;guestblogger&quot;'/><author><name>meg</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
