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I’ll have Spam, Spam, Spam and Spam

I am still finding my way around in the big wide world of the real internet. My old blog was on .Mac, and while this current platform is far more flexible, there are some disadvantages, one of which I discovered today.

I discovered today that spam is not restricted to email-it also infects comments. Today I got two spammed comments. One got through (I’ve since removed it), and one got caught by WordPress. I’m concerned that the number of spam comments might breed here like they do in my in-box a work.

I did a bit of research, and there are ways to deal with it. At the moment, I’m going to just watch the situation, but if it gets out of hand there’s a plug-in that I can install that should take care of the problem, but it requires a commenter to do a bit more work.

On another front, my wife pointed out that I referred to the blogger at Joe Courtney Watch as anonymous, when I myself am now anonymous. At my old site my name was part of the URL, but here it’s not, so I will be putting something up soon identifying myself.

Update: Fickle Potheads abandoned Rob for Joe

Proof, if any were needed, that there is still a need for the Fourth Estate, despite the rise of the bloggers. Yesterday I made reference to a blog post at a site called Joe Courtney Watch that attacked Joe Courtney for being a “Friend of Potheads”. The gravamen (that’s a legal term, you can look it up) of the complaint against Joe was that he was given money by a group that supports the rationalization of laws against marijuana.

I confined myself to a bit of snark, but Ted Mann of the Day committed journalism and did a little digging. (I am not implying that he did so as a result of my post by the way, it was clearly coincidental) The result? The post in question has been updated as follows:

Addendum:

Thanks to the work of The Day’s Ted Mann it has been shown that former Congressman Rob Simmons (R) accepted $5,000 from the group during his 2004 campaign against Jim Sullivan. In the interest of fairness and openness it is worth pointing that fact out.

Ladies and Gentlemen, this lonely Connecticut Republican blog is not going far. Real Republicans don’t do fairness, never mind openness. I do give them credit for falling back on the passive voice, though. That’s in the rich Republican tradition, as in “mistakes were made”.

Juvenile in the White House

Our 12 year old president:

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Proactive

Finally, folks on the left are getting proactive. There are a number of commercials set to air to attack Bush once he vetoes the Iraq Spending Bill. Here’s one:

However this ends, at least the grassroots won’t be caught flatfooted. All we need is for the folks in Washington to keep their newly grown backbones.

Note: Updated to correct grammatical error

Pathetic Republicans on the attack

I embark upon blogging today with some trepidation, as I have just returned from the Seahorse restaurant, where my wife and I enjoyed the early week special ($21.99 for two meals and a bottle of wine, a mere $12.00 if you forego the wine). Unfortunately, my wife did not pull her weight, so far as drinking the wine was concerned, so I had to pull double duty. If this is somewhat disjointed, well, you have been warned.

The same wife who failed so miserably in the wine department sent me this link, to a website called “Joe Courtney Watch”. Sad, really. Anyway, it appears that Joe Courtney is a “FRIEND OF POTHEADS”. Far be it from me to defend potheads. I personally have never touched the stuff. Well, hardly ever. ( A free CTBlue T-Shirt, if I ever have them made, to the first person who can identify the literary/dramatic/operatic reference in the previous sentence) I have some vague recollections of having been in the same room when the substance was being used, but of course I spurned it when offered. Or if I didn’t spurn it, I didn’t inhale. Anyway, like Alberto, I really can’t recall. And if I do recall, I only remember that quite often there were cookies. That’s my story, such as it is, and I’m sticking to it. Anyway, it’s good to see that the anonymous author of Joe Courtney Watch has his or her eyes on the really important issues. Why worry about Iraq, global warming or health care? It’s really more important that we give people long prison sentences for smoking dope.

It must be difficult being a Republican these days. When your party has turned everything to shit, it’s pretty hard to come up with a positive reason to support your own side. It must be pretty painful to be reduced to suggesting (in another post to which I refuse to link) that the Democrats are too cozy with lobbyists. One would think that Republicans should at least wait until all the indictments are in, and all their Congressmen safely in jail, before they trot out that line of attack. It must be particularly lonely work for Republicans in rational states such as Connecticut. If you make the trek to this site, check out the blogroll.

Now that’s more like it

Tony Snow is back, and he’s showing Dana Perino how it’s done. You may remember that I recently remarked that Dana just wasn’t a very good liar, an absolutely necessary skill for anyone chosen to be press secretary for this administration. Today Tony shows how it’s done, by claiming that Bush never made a connection between 9/11 and Saddam.

Needless to say, he pulls it off like a pro.

Hard to believe but true: Gonzales even worse than we thought

In any sane world this should be the final nail in Gonzales coffin:

Attorney General Alberto Gonzales signed a highly confidential order in March 2006 delegating to two of his top aides — who have since resigned because of their central roles in the firings of eight U.S. attorneys — extraordinary authority over the hiring and firing of most non-civil-service employees of the Justice Department. A copy of the order and other Justice Department records related to the conception and implementation of the order were provided to National Journal.

In the order, Gonzales delegated to his then-chief of staff, D. Kyle Sampson, and his White House liaison “the authority, with the approval of the Attorney General, to take final action in matters pertaining to the appointment, employment, pay, separation, and general administration” of virtually all non-civil-service employees of the Justice Department, including all of the department’s political appointees who do not require Senate confirmation. Monica Goodling became White House liaison in April 2006, the month after Gonzales signed the order.

The existence of the order suggests that a broad effort was under way by the White House to place politically and ideologically loyal appointees throughout the Justice Department, not just at the U.S.-attorney level. Department records show that the personnel authority was delegated to the two aides at about the same time they were working with the White House in planning the firings of a dozen U.S. attorneys, eight of whom were, in fact, later dismissed.

The initial draft of the order contained a complete delegation of authority to the “young puppies”, as one source refers to Goodling and Sampson. But some persnickety lawyer at the Office of Legal Counsel thought that might be unconstitutional, and for some reason they decided to care, and inserted a provision requiring Gonzales to rubber stamp the decisions.

In order to make sure that Paul McNulty, who was apparently suspected of integrity, did not oppose the plan, regulations were changed so that he could be kept out of the loop.

This is remarkable on several fronts, not the least of which is the fact that Gonzales was apparently so willing to participate in his own emasculation. Say what you want about slimeballs like Cheney and Rumsfeld, at least they have some self respect (after all, someone has to respect them).

Proving the obvious

School systems throughout our land are finding that children will enthusiastically engage in exercise if a computer tells them what to do instead of a gym teacher:

Children don’t often yell in excitement when they are let into class, but as the doors opened to the upper level of the gym at South Middle School here one recent Monday, the assembled students let out a chorus of shrieks.

In they rushed, past the Ping-Pong table, past the balance beams and the wrestling mats stacked unused. They sprinted past the ghosts of Gym Class Past toward two TV sets looming over square plastic mats on the floor. In less than a minute a dozen seventh graders were dancing in furiously kinetic union to the thumps of a techno song called “Speed Over Beethoven.”

It is a scene being repeated across the country as schools deploy the blood-pumping video game Dance Dance Revolution as the latest weapon in the nation’s battle against the epidemic of childhood obesity. While traditional video games are often criticized for contributing to the expanding waistlines of the nation’s children, at least several hundred schools in at least 10 states are now using Dance Dance Revolution, or D.D.R., as a regular part of their physical education curriculum.

Which is all to the good. Whatever works.

What caught my eye was this:

In a study last year, researchers from the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minn., found that children playing Dance Dance Revolution expended significantly more energy than children watching television and playing traditional video games.

To paraphrase Hamlet’s pal, Horatio, it needs no researcher, come from the Mayo Clinic, to tell us this. Could they really have done a study to “find” that you burn more calories vigourously dancing than sitting in front of a computer? In the law biz we’d say you can take judicial notice of a fact like that.

We can only hope that the “finding” was actually a “taken for granted” within a wider study. If not, I would like to offer my services, as I feel fully capable of finding other such facts. It is well within my powers, for instance, to prove that water is wet and it’s warmer, on average, in the summer than in the winter.

Surviving in Iraq

I saw this video on Firedoglake, and I thought it would be a good idea to spread it around. A woman in Iraq reports on life.

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Turning back the clock in Groton

I’m sure I’m not the only Grotonite who has noticed the undeveloped land so incongrously tucked between the library and North Road, across the street from Fitch Middle School and a stone’s throw from the Dairy Queen. It looks like an old farm and I’ve always thought that it was a miracle that it had survived, un-raped, as long as it has. It looks like it will be reverting to its former life and, at least for a while, it will remain undeveloped.

A certain stretch of Route 1 in Poquonnock Bridge is known for a Dairy Queen, gas stations, mobile homes and the offices of lawyers and architects.

But a farm?

It wasn’t so strange in 1784, when Silas Burrows built a house on farmland on Fort Hill Road, long before the commercial district existed.

Now, one of Silas’ descendants, Warren Burrows, is returning the land to an earlier time, cultivating a small, sustainable farm he is calling the Groton Family Farm across from Fitch Middle School.

Burrows envisions sheep, goats and a llama grazing in the 4-acre field. He would also grow strawberries, melons, pumpkins and vegetables to sell at local farmers’ markets in Mystic and New London, along with eggs and wool.

His goal is to join the home-grown, organic food craze that’s growing in popularity. The land has never been touched by pesticides or herbicides, he said, making it near-organic.

I know next to nothing about farming, but I’ve always thought that the land in that area would have been the most desirable farmland. It’s flat as a pancake and was probably some sort of alluvial plain, where the soil would have been richer and less stony than, for instance, at my house, which was also a farm in the 18th century. Of course, I could be completely wrong about that.

Right now, the only farm left in Groton is Whittles, which I believe confines itself to apples and pumpkins, though they sell other stuff at their farm stand.

Here’s hoping Dr. Burrows will be successful, and that we’ll be buying Groton grown produce this summer or next.