Monthly Archives: August 2010

What’s In Your Palette?

I am not generally given to the use of analogy in debate. Centuries of writings on the fallacy of false analogy have rightfully put that old dog down for its uselessness as proof – though I have yet to understand how … Continue reading

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On Wearing Sunglasses in the Dark

“What’s in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet;” Such are the words of the Immortal Bard, placed in the prayerful mouth of Juliet so that she might lament the name … Continue reading

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The Last Sermon of Pastor Ballyhoo

I will begin with a preemptive apology to the fine folks of Paskaloochee, most of whom have heard – and told – this story enough times to rob it of all interest. It is, however, not toward my hometown that … Continue reading

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A Work of Questionable Origin and Validity

“People really love their quotations, don’t they? They are especially fond of them when presenting them as evidence for their arguments. I freely admit I’ve been guilty of this same tendency, though I’ve lately tried to wean myself from this … Continue reading

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Zeno’s Travelogue (Part 2)

(Continued from Zeno’s Travelogue – Part 1) Deliberate walking has, arguably, been around since long before genus homo diverged from its more simian predecessors. Such activity is also not peculiar to primates. Consider the recreational inquisitiveness of a housecat allowed … Continue reading

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Zeno’s Travelogue (Part 1)

Just the other day, I stumbled across the following article, almost lost in the endless feed of one among various social media sites to which I’m mildly addicted: The Traffic Guru I do not post this merely to entice you … Continue reading

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The Myth of Self-Cultivation

Upward into life, they rush – Though gravity bids them, “Stay!” – Channeled this and that away, To feed an undying tree With dim dreams of Liberty, ‘Til limb, leaf, and blossom blush. Their ripening fates now bend The branches … Continue reading

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