With the 527 controversy raging on – and the realization that most of these are left-wing Democratic supporting organizations – perhaps its time for some of us to band together and start our own 527 fund.
Hmm..
by Bryan Strawser ·
With the 527 controversy raging on – and the realization that most of these are left-wing Democratic supporting organizations – perhaps its time for some of us to band together and start our own 527 fund.
Hmm..
by Bryan Strawser ·
Tammi, over at Road Warrior Survival has written a great piece today about John Kerry’s 1970’s testimony against the Vietnam War:
Son. Of. A. Bitch.
Bottom line. He Sold Out His Team. He Sold Out His Brothers. He Sold Out America. Yep, that’s my opinion and you aren’t going to change it.
I’ll put it in simple real world terms. If he were interviewing me for a job, I’d turn it down. I would NOT work for someone like that. I’d never trust them. Ever. So you can bet, given the fact that he is asking Us to hire Him I’m going to do my part in making sure he doesn’t get that position. I thought that way before, but hearing his testimony and re-reading it later sealed the deal for me. I DON’T want him to be the person that has this country’s future in his hands. I don’t want to have to trust HIM to keep me safe.
Unfortunately, I missed this, so am going to have to try to catch it on CSPAN re-runs.
It’s too bad there isn’t CSPAN on Demand like I have for HBO, Starz, and other channels.
by Bryan Strawser ·
Clearly, James Lileks writes one of the best blogs on the web. A sample from this week:
My life today would have been much easier if I hadn’t been struck with the vision of a former president taking the podium in Boston to announce “I’m Bill Clinton, and I’m reporting for booty!” I loved that line, which of course is usually a bad sign, but I tried to work it into the weekly column anyway. Hence my grief this morning, retooling the column I wrote last night. I also sketched ‘Fence last night; both were due at noon. I met my deadlines, but it took much Gnat pacification along the way. I hate Tuesdays. I’d say more, but it would sound like whiny mewling, and it’s not as if my day consists of hoisting barrels or disarming improvised roadside bombs. All in all it’s pretty good. Life is a shining jewel of inestimable value.
He just needs a RSS Feed!
by Bryan Strawser ·
Friday’s always bring three things to me..
The first – and the most important one – is two days off in a row. Most of the time anyways. In my case this weekend, it’s one day off. And then I have to be up early to fly to Minneapolis for two days of teaching, status sessions, meetings, and project time. The good thing is that I have many friends there and will get to spend time with them. The bad side? This will make about my tenth travel day out of the last fourteen days. Not a good ratio – but hey, everything comes out of balance now and then.
The second, of course, is that Friday brings a new article from Victor Davis Hanson in National Review Online. Today, Hanson writes on Bush Hatred:
For the Left, Mr. Bush is automatically under a cloud of suspicion; he is an unapologetic twanger who likes guns, barbeques, NASCAR, “the ranch,” and pick-up trucks. It matters little that George Bush’s record on classical civil-rights issues is impeccable, without a hint of the deplorable racism of a younger Senator Byrd, a Lyndon Johnson, or an Al Gore Sr. Every statement Bush drawls out about religion, affirmative action, or abortion is forever suspect — sort of what would happen should a Germanic-sounding Arnold Schwarzenegger quite rightly lecture Californians about the need for greater order, efficiency, cohesiveness, and the willpower to regain pride and purpose. Necessary, yes — but for some, given his accent, Wagnerian and spooky all the same.
Finally, Friday is when Lex posts his Friday Musings – it’s early still on the west coast so you’ll have to read the previous Friday Musings. But there will be a new one there soon, I’m sure…
Ahhh, the glories of Friday!
by Bryan Strawser ·
Glenn Reynolds, of Instapundit fame, wrote recently on Tech Central Station about what he calls the Comfy Chair Revolution – also known as the virtual office:
But people live differently now. Lots of people work independently, or part-time, or work as telecommuters. The lifestyle is more fluid, in part because technologies like cellphones, laptops, and PDAs allow people to work wherever they are, or to stay in touch with family or teenagers without direct supervision. I see a lot of folks with that kind of personal tech hanging out wherever there’s a pleasant setting, checking email, returning calls, or writing. It’s work that doesn’t quite feel like work.
This fluidity gives retailers and other businesses a different kind of opportunity. Retailers have always tried to sell not just sweaters, but a lifestyle. But if you become somebody’s hangout, you don’t just sell a lifestyle, you’re selling a life. If price and selection are the main basis for competition, people can always buy on the Internet, but people – teenagers especially, but everyone — will still want a place to go.
Does it work? Well, I’m writing this on a laptop in a Borders right now, comfortably ensconced on a leather couch and waiting for the line to thin so I can order a latte. I do a lot of writing here, especially during the summers or on breaks when the university is closed. (And they sell me more books and CDs as a result) A few years ago, in the pre-laptop era, it would have been a lot harder to both work and hang out; I’m sure I would have done it less.
Over the last seven years in my current position, I’ve seen how I work change dramatically.
To understand what I am going to explain, you’ll need to understand my job.
I lead a team of eight exempt managers who supervise a larger team of around fifty – seventy hourly employees. I have an office located sixty-four miles from my home – and each of my managers work in a different location spread throughout the greater Boston area. I have an additional three offsite warehouses that I am responsible for spread throughout the same area. I am generally in the office once every 7 – 14 days and spend the rest of the time with my team in their workcenters – coaching, guiding, helping them with obstacles, and so on.
My office, while quite nice, isn’t really my kind of work environment. I have a very nice company provided laptop (a Dell Inspiron 600), a great PDA (iPaq 4451), a shared administrative assistant, and plenty of desk and meeting space. Oh, and it’s a private office! But my team isn’t there – it’s just me, a computer, and paperwork. Except to see my admin, my investigator, and my partner (who actually runs the stores that I provide support for), there’s no reason for me to be there.
Especially because there aren’t any windows. But that’s another story.
Over the last few years, the ability to work remotely has changed significantly. I used to have a “cubbyhole” – which was a place I could go hide-out during the workday. It was an offsite location in the midst of my market that provided a comfortable place to work away from the hustle and bustle – and distractions – of other locations. But the only way to communicate was with a cell phone.
Wi-Fi has changed all of that. I can goto Panera Bread, or Starbucks, or a hotel lobby, or tons of other places, turn on my laptop or PDA, get online and goto town. With my latest laptop, my company has finally provided a VPN solution that allows me to fully integrate onto our corporate intranet (most of our information is sent out via the web nowadays), sync my PDA with our Microsoft Exchange servers (you have no idea how much more productive this makes me), and so on.
Sunday morning I sat on my sunfilled patio and submitted more than a month’s worth of business expenses, reviewed investigation case notes, worked on another project, and some other tasks. That eliminated one of my major reasons to visit the office.
On my Monday train ride down to Philadelphia from Boston, I used my company laptop to schedule midyear reviews, create project documents (and email them out), setup 3rd quarter developmental statuses, and a slew of other scheduling, task, project, and e-mail related tasks. When I arrived at the Marriott in Center City Philadelphia, I plugged into the high speed internet in the room, connected to our VPN, and synced up all of my work.
I often work for a few early morning hours (I leave the house at 5 or 530am most days) before visiting my first store at a Wi-Fi enabled place. They get my business because of the atmosphere they provide, the food/beverage that’s there, and the wi-fi that enables me to complete my work without driving all the way to my office to do it.
We’re getting closer and closer to the convergence that I expect we’ll find one day. Bluetooth is going to help with that (I sync my PDA to my laptop via Bluetooth now) – but one day my PDA and Laptop and Cell Phone and Blackberry are all going to share information with each other – seamlessly. It will be interesting to see how things evolve in the months and years ahead….
by Bryan Strawser ·
Over at Sgt. Hook, the good First Sergeant has been writing in response to reader questions submitted over the last few days. Once recent question has been sitting in the back of my mind the last few days:
What is the thing that you are most afraid of in life?
That we’ll lose, that we aren’t as dedicated to our preservation as others are to our destruction.
I have much the same fear as the Sergeant does.
A few times now I have written about how we maintain resolve in the face of all that is going on about us – particularly in the media. But it’s our own internal resolve that I fear. Simply put, do we have the deep tenacity required to continue the right that we’re in to its end.
There are days that I wake up optimistically and don’t feel so much fear about our resolve – and then there are days when I wonder if we have all forgotten what happened to us on September 11th – the day we finally woke up and realized that there were a large group of people out there that wished us harm?
The President said during his speech ten days after September 11th that as time went on we may forget what happened to us – and why.
We cannot forget – and that’s my fear.
by Bryan Strawser ·
As usual, Victor Davis Hanson sums up how I feel:
The best way to sum up this now popular leftist analysis of the rage of Islamic fascists and their sometime supporters in the Middle East would be simply to imagine a different America, in, say, January 1941.
So envision a Vice President Henry Wallace lecturing the American people on its failure to win the hearts and minds of European youth. He perhaps would say something like, “What have we Americans done wrong to lose millions of Spaniards, Italians, Germans, and Japanese, who turn their back on democracy and prefer fascism?”
Roosevelt then might expound further, “Look at the world! We don’t have an ally anywhere but Britain. What have we done to earn the animus of most of Europe that has either joined Hitler or would prefer to be neutral? Why is all of Eastern Europe against us? Whether Communist or fascist, Russian or German, the common enemy is either the United States or England. All Stalin and Hitler can agree on is shared dislike of America. Why? Even Mexico and South America feel more affinity for Germany than for the U.S.”
Then a congressional board of inquiry could issue a finding that America had failed to give proper aid to Europe during the depression. It could suggest further that we are isolationists and self-absorbed. More thoughtful senators, the intellectual precursors of a Patty Murray perhaps, could rail that whereas Hitler built autobahns, we lent out high-interest loans to those who were already struggling.
All such browbeating would have an element of truth in it, but, of course, in its totality remain an outright lie: Hitler, like bin Laden and his epigones, was the problem, not us. The only difference is that our grandparents knew that and we don’t.