Sentential Links #101

Wow, I’ve done this series for over two years now. How time flies!

:: So at your next orchestra rehearsal, Tupperware party, city council meeting, ice cream social, wedding reception… whip out Terror — Again… Now, more than ever.

:: Super-human TeeVee critic Brian Lowry wrote an interesting defense of critics. It’s curious that entertainment critics find it necessary to continue defending their jobs. It’s beginning to come off as more than mere “you just don’t understand what we do” bullshit, though. It sounds defensive.

:: But the point is, I don’t think my operating system should display such an alarming and annoying mind of its own. I do not purchase an OS just so it can one day up and decide that the settings I’ve put in place aren’t good enough anymore.

:: I really wanted to type the actual f-word, but my mom (Hi, Mom!) reads this blog and she hates that word with a passion.

:: In the ’40s, when Wonder Woman was first introduced, she left the Amazon’s to help fight Nazis. It was a admirable reason and nobody questioned it. I don’t think anyone today would question it either. But in the mid-’80s when Perez rebooted the concept, there wasn’t an easy enemy like that who needed a Wonder Woman butt-whoopin’. So, Perez gave her the Mission.

:: This is what it takes to be President, according to one of the most influential journalists in America: The ability to be passively accepted in a part someone else has written for you, someone else has directed your performance in, someone else has dressed you for, someone else has photographed to make you look like what you’re playing, and someone else has edited to make sure only the very best of what you said and did makes it onto the screen, proves you are what you appeared to be and that then qualifies you to be President of the United States.

:: What does it mean for the universe…when a GOD DIES? (It makes sense in the context of the post.)

:: Homeownership sucks. Responsibility sucks. Nothing like homeownership — particularly in a market with declining real-estate values — to make one yearn for the simpler days of an apartment, a mailbox with everyone else’s by the front entrance, a community pool and a call to Maintenance when things went wrong.

:: Today is the 33rd anniversary of one of the most staggering promotional failures in American sports history.

:: But any way you look at it, 11 years is a heck of a long time for two people to live together and not strangle each other (Lisa insists those times I’ve woken up late at night with her pushing a pillow down over my face doesn’t count as “strangling”). So, hey, I’m up for another decade-plus-one. Who’s with me? (Well, I’m certainly not. Jayme screams in his sleep, I’m told. But congrats on the anniversary!)

All for now. Tune in next week.

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Well, that’s a head-scratcher….

I’ve been remiss in living up to the obligations I’ve incurred in being named by Teflon Jedi as a recipient of the “Thinking Blogger” award — in fact, I’ve been so remiss that I’ve now been tagged twice with this award, this time by Samurai Frog. Aieee! By the rules, when you’re tagged with this award, you’re supposed to then tag five other bloggers who make you think. So now, it seems that I’m now tasked with tagging ten blogs of such repute!

So here are blogs that make me think:

Sean: I seem to be disagreeing with him more and more, but that’s still thinking. And way back when, he made me think, “Hmmm, I should get a blog myself!”

Attempts by Stephen Frug always has very thoughtful commentary, even if he’s planning to embrace the sporadic.

I’m going to brazenly cheat here: No Fear of the Future is a group blog, so I’m using it to take up six of my nominations, one for each of its contributors! Heh! In your face, Flanders! (Now, how the award works with respect to Group Blogs isn’t clear — I think that each contributor to No Fear should have to nominate at least three thinking blogs of their own. Ha!)

Pratie Place is a very thoughtful place, indeed.

Finally, since I’m always linking him anyway in Sentential Links, I’ll give the award to Lance Mannion. He makes me think a lot about politics and movies and why I can’t stop watching Studio 60 even though, in all honesty, it blows.

OK, that’s it for that, and if I ever get the award again, I’ll nominate an entirely new set of blogs.

UPDATE: Oops, I forgot one of the rules for the Thinking Blogger award: to link the original source of the award. That would be The Thinking Blog.

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I won’t go back to MS Word! Noooo!

A year or two back, while on the old computer, I downloaded OpenOffice and used it roughly about as much as I used Microsoft Office. However, on the new computer, I’ve used Open Office exclusively — no Microsoft Office here.

However, in using Open Office Writer, I’ve discovered one area where MS Word is far superior to Open Office: finding and replacing special characters.

I type all of my fiction in “manuscript” format — double-spaced, paragraphs starting with tabs, underlines instead of italics, and so on. This is the norm for work that I plan to submit to markets. However, manuscript format isn’t so hot for posting stuff online, so when I take a piece of mine and put it up in a blogging format — short fiction, say, or the chapters of TPK — I have to do some re-formatting to make it work.

Hence, searching for “special characters”. These are hidden characters that word processors use to indicate the formatting, such as “paragraph break”. Whenever you end a paragraph in Word, there’s a hidden character there that tells word “This paragraph is over.” There are other kinds of special characters, too, that are not hidden; em dashes and en dashes are good examples. These tend to render as gobbledegook when posted directly online — so if you read a blog post or something online that has a lot of odd-looking stuff peppered throughout, what’s happened is that likely the author has written the article or post in Word or something similar and has posted it without removing the special characters.

So what’s the big deal? Well, taking paragraph breaks: when posting online, the general rule is to not have tabs, and to have a line of empty space between paragraphs. In Word, this is easy to accomplish using the “Find and Replace” function. When you bring that up in Word, there’s a button in the dialog box that says “Special Characters”, and you just click the one you want to search for. After you do this enough times for certain characters, you learn quickly which ones are which, so you don’t even need to click the “special characters” box.

For example, returning to paragraph breaks: in Word, the special character for them is ^p. So to reformat everything so that there’s a line of empty space between the paragraphs and get rid of all the tabs, all I have do is this:

1. In “Find and Replace”, put ^t (the Tab special character) into the “Find” box, and leave the “Replace” box blank. Click OK, and presto — all tabs are gone.
2. Still in “Find and Replace”, put ^p into the “Find” box, and put ^p^p into the “Replace” box.

It’s similarly easy to replace all the other special characters I may have used — but not in OpenOffice. This program doesn’t use Special Characters for formatting, but something called “Regular Expressions” — and for the life of me, I can’t figure out how these things work. I’ve also searched the forums at OpenOffice.org, and I see that other people have expressed the same frustration with simply searching for paragraph breaks, and no one offers a quick and easy solution, which leads me to believe that there simply isn’t one.

I don’t expect every aspect of OpenOffice to mimic MS Word, but this is one area of functionality that is highly relevant to me and is severely lacking in OpenOffice. I hope this is addressed in future iterations of OpenOffice, because I’m generally quite happy with OpenOffice in other respects.

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Sunday Burst of Weirdness

My friend and former college room-mate Chris e-mailed me a tip about a minor league baseball manager who had himself a tantrum for the ages. Sure enough, he did. I don’t know what the best part of this is — the part where the Mississippi Braves manager very carefully and with keen attention to detail buries home plate in the dirt, or when he drops to all fours and stalks up behind the pitchers’ mound, or when the home plate umpire nonchalantly pops another stick of gum into his mouth while watching, or when the opposing team’s second baseman is briefly shown grinning ear-to-ear at how surreal the whole thing is. All I know is, this was the greatest baseball manager tantrum I’ve ever seen. It’s even better than George Brett’s pine-tar incident.

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Updating….

The WNYMedia.net snafu continues, unfortunately. Apparently this is all a case of When Migrating to a New Server Goes Awry — they moved to a new server, found it wanting, and are now trying to get back on their old server. Thus, in addition to all that, they have not one but two DNS changes to propagate through the Interweb’s pipes.

Yup, I’m keeping my blog right where it is, thank you very much.

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Monty Haul

Yesterday was my local library’s quarterly used book sale, an event that always fills my heart with joy and my arms with pain (from lugging out a huge number of books). The pickings this time weren’t as good from the SF standpoint as the sale in March, but that sale was an outlier of sorts as far as SF goes; I’ve been going to this library’s sales for more than three years now and have never seen as much old SF as I did on that day. But I was still able to get the second, third, and fourth books in Frank Herbert’s Dune series (I already own Dune), and some other nifty stuff on the non-SF front. Behold:

And that’s not all I bought: I picked up five and four books respectively for The Daughter and for The Wife, in addition to all that above, and all for $8.75. Amazing.

The best part is that I’ll likely end up profiting on this book sale, because I also snagged a pristine Library of America edition of the essays and lectures of Ralph Waldo Emerson, and when I’ve sold LoA volumes on eBay in the past, they’ve always gone for somewhere around fifteen bucks each. I may also auction that Complete Sherlock Holmes, and since that copy of Halliburton’s The Flying Carpet is nicer than my other two copies of the same book, I’ll keep that one and auction one of the others.

It’s hard to see, but that third book from the bottom is an old translation of Around the World in Eighty Days by Jules Verne — it’s so old that the title is given there as Tour of the World in Eighty Days. There’s no date in the book that I can find, unfortunately, but the thing is clearly quite old, judging by the browning of the paper, the typeface, and the old stylistic thing where book titles were always followed by a period in that era. I’ll have to investigate this further, but I strongly suspect that this book will be of more use to collectors than to anyone as a reading copy of Verne’s novel.

Oh, and that paperback of the Carlos Castaneda book at the top? I found in its pages the original owner’s receipt of purchase. They bought it at the Canisius College bookstore on April 2, 1971. I love finding stuff in old books.

So where am I going to put all this stuff? No idea at all. Duh!

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Grrrrrrr….

To all Buffalo-area drivers:

1. Stopping behind a vehicle that is stopped at a Stop sign does not constitute stopping at the Stop sign yourself. You do not get to immediately follow the guy stopped at the Stop sign ahead of you when it comes round to his turn in the Right of Way rotation.

2. If you are turning left, and there is a turn lane present, then get thy ass into the turn lane.

3. It’s the law and all, so you’re not supposed to be talking on your cell phone while driving. I’m willing to give a pseudo-pass to people who talk on their cell phones when on the open road, but not at intersections and absolutely not when you’re in a parking lot and you are backing out of your friggin’ space.

4. The number of cars that actually look cooler when a spoiler is attached to the rear is far, far smaller than you might think. The number of cars that actually look stupider when a spoiler is attached to the read is far, far greater than you might think. So, for the guy who put a spoiler on his 1991 Ford Taurus, for the love of God, your car looks idiotic. It’s a 1991 Ford Taurus. I don’t care if you give it a pair of quad laser cannons and soup up the engine until it makes point five past light speed, it’s a 1991 Ford Taurus. Nothing you do will make that car look cooler.

5. Speaking of right-of-way issues, please folks, just remember that if we got to the intersection at the same time, the vehicle on the right goes first. Don’t wave me through; just pay attention to the right of way and go, because I’m expecting you to go and it screws me up when I suddenly realize you’re not going and realize that you’re waving me through. Just go, OK? I promise I’ll wait. What am I gonna do with the fifteen extra seconds when I get to my destination?

OK, that’s enough car stuff for today. Thank you for listening.

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Passages

I was only a sporadic reader of his, but it saddens me that Steve Gilliard has died. He was a fine writer in Left Blogistan, and that I was never more than a sporadic reader of his is more a product of my political blog reading habits pretty much getting set in stone before I discovered him than a reflection on his work.

Condolences to his family and to those who knew him best.

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I’d forgotten what reason sounds like

A few key passages from Fareed Zakaria’s article in Newsweek:

Today, by almost all objective measures, the United States sits on top of the world. But the atmosphere in Washington could not be more different from 1982. We have become a nation consumed by fear, worried about terrorists and rogue nations, Muslims and Mexicans, foreign companies and free trade, immigrants and international organizations. The strongest nation in the history of the world, we see ourselves besieged and overwhelmed. While the Bush administration has contributed mightily to this state of affairs, at this point it has reversed itself on many of its most egregious policies—from global warming to North Korea to Iraq.

In any event, it is time to stop bashing George W. Bush. We must begin to think about life after Bush—a cheering prospect for his foes, a dismaying one for his fans (however few there may be at the moment). In 19 months he will be a private citizen, giving speeches to insurance executives. America, however, will have to move on and restore its place in the world. To do this we must first tackle the consequences of our foreign policy of fear. Having spooked ourselves into believing that we have no option but to act fast, alone, unilaterally and pre-emptively, we have managed in six years to destroy decades of international good will, alienate allies, embolden enemies and yet solve few of the major international problems we face.

In a global survey released last week, most countries polled believed that China would act more responsibly in the world than the United States. How does a Leninist dictatorship come across more sympathetically than the oldest constitutional democracy in the world?

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Though Democrats sound more sensible on many of these issues, the party remains consumed by the fear that it will not come across as tough. Its presidential candidates vie with one another to prove that they are going to be just as macho and militant as the fiercest Republican. In the South Carolina presidential debate, when candidates were asked how they would respond to another terror strike, they promptly vowed to attack, retaliate and blast the hell out of, well, somebody. Barack Obama, the only one to answer differently, quickly realized his political vulnerability and dutifully threatened retaliation as well. After the debate, his opponents leaked furiously that his original response proved he didn’t have the fortitude to be president.

In fact, Obama’s initial response was the right one. He said that the first thing he would do was make sure that the emergency response was effective, then ensure we had the best intelligence possible to figure out who had caused the attack, and then move with allies to dismantle the network responsible.

We will never be able to prevent a small group of misfits from planning some terrible act of terror. No matter how far-seeing and competent our intelligence and law-enforcement officials, people will always be able to slip through the cracks in a large, open and diverse country. The real test of American leadership is not whether we can make 100 percent sure we prevent the attack, but rather how we respond to it.

Read the whole thing. This is what America needs to hear, not more tough-guy “Bomb Mecca and Tehran and Damascus! Double Gitmo! Close our borders and full cavity searches at every county border, because they all want to KILL YOU!” crap from the Rudy Giuliani’s and Mitt Romney’s of the world.

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