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When the night is at its darkest,
When the wind is at its coldest,
When I am feeling most alone and afraid,
I remember that Christ is risen!
And I am comforted
In the light,
By the warmth,
Through the intimacy,
Of my faith.
Happy Easter to all!!
  —  KMAB
25  And one day an authority on the law stood up to put Jesus to the test. “Teacher,” he asked, “what must I do to receive eternal life?”
26  “What is written in the Law?” Jesus replied.  “How do you understand it?” 27  He answered, ” ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul.  Love him with all your strength and with all your mind.’  And, ‘Love your neighbor as you love yourself.’ ”  28 “You have answered correctly,” Jesus replied.  “Do that, and you will live.
   —  Luke 10:25-28
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On This Day In:
2016 At This Moment
2015 Still Dreaming
2014 Good Wins
2013 Before
2012 Look To This Day
2011 One View Of Man

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Do not pity the dead, Harry.  Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love.
  —  Albus Dumbledore, speaking to Harry Potter
From the novel:  “Harry Potter and the Deadly Hallows
Written by:  J.K. Rowling
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On This Day In:
2016 At This Moment
2015 Still Dreaming
2014 Good Wins
2013 Before
2012 Look To This Day
2011 One View Of Man

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Like Most Blogs

In old days books were written by men of letters and read by the public.  Nowadays books are written by the public and read by nobody.
   –  Oscar Wilde
[Or at least this blog, anyway!  LOL  —  KMAB]
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On This Day In:
2016 The Window Left Open
Free Experience
2015 Reality == Perception / (Times Reported * 10)
2014 Tear Da Roof Off Da Sucka
2013 Exposed Spirits
2012 Ow-ow
2011 Focused Relatives

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The history of science is full of revolutionary advances that required small insights that anyone might have had, but that, in fact, only one person did.
     —  Isaac Asimov
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On This Day In:
2016 Be Uncommon
2015 Ooops!
2014 What Price Freedom?
2013 Remembering Val
2012 Good-bye, Val
Survival Value
2011 Traitors In Our Midst
Life Ain’t Easy

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Let America Be America Again

Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed—
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one above.
(It never was America to me.)
O, let my land be a land where Liberty
Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath,
But opportunity is real, and life is free,
Equality is in the air we breathe.
(There’s never been equality for me,
Nor freedom in this “homeland of the free.”)
Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark?
And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?
I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart,
I am the Negro bearing slavery’s scars.
I am the red man driven from the land,
I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek—
And finding only the same old stupid plan
Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.
I am the young man, full of strength and hope,
Tangled in that ancient endless chain
Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land!
Of grab the gold!  Of grab the ways of satisfying need!
Of work the men!  Of take the pay!
Of owning everything for one’s own greed!
I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.
I am the worker sold to the machine.
I am the Negro, servant to you all.
I am the people, humble, hungry, mean—
Hungry yet today despite the dream.
Beaten yet today — O, Pioneers!
I am the man who never got ahead,
The poorest worker bartered through the years.
Yet I’m the one who dreamt our basic dream
In the Old World while still a serf of kings,
Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true,
That even yet its mighty daring sings
In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned
That’s made America the land it has become.
O, I’m the man who sailed those early seas
In search of what I meant to be my home—
For I’m the one who left dark Ireland’s shore,
And Poland’s plain, and England’s grassy lea,
And torn from Black Africa’s strand I came
To build a “homeland of the free.”
The free?
Who said the free?  Not me?
Surely not me?  The millions on relief today?
The millions shot down when we strike?
The millions who have nothing for our pay?
For all the dreams we’ve dreamed
And all the songs we’ve sung
And all the hopes we’ve held
And all the flags we’ve hung,
The millions who have nothing for our pay—
Except the dream that’s almost dead today.
O, let America be America again—
The land that never has been yet—
And yet must be — the land where every man is free.
The land that’s mine — the poor man’s, Indian’s, Negro’s, ME—
Who made America,
Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain,
Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain,
Must bring back our mighty dream again.
Sure, call me any ugly name you choose—
The steel of freedom does not stain.
From those who live like leeches on the people’s lives,
We must take back our land again,
America!
O, yes,
I say it plain,
America never was America to me,
And yet I swear this oath—
America will be!
Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,
The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,
We, the people, must redeem
The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.
The mountains and the endless plain—
All, all the stretch of these great green states—
And make America again!
     ―  Langston Hughes
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On This Day In:
2016 Dear Automakers
2015 And Some Not So Brave Too
2014 In My Lifetime…
2013 Democracy
2012 Borrowed Expectations
2011 Not Necessarily True

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Clapper says he has never doubted the morality of his profession.  The job of the intelligence community is, in his view, honorably straightforward: to provide policy­makers with objective analysis derived from intelligence gathered through legally authorized methods.
Unpredictable instability has been a constant for this administration and will be, he says, for the next one too.
After a pause, Clapper answered unapologetically: “We can do our job with a clear conscience, but we have to be careful.  The history of the intelligence community is replete with violations of the trust of the American people.”  That doesn’t mean that the job is immoral — it just means the job has to be done correctly.  “I have always accepted intelligence was an honorable profession.  We are all mindful of the need to comply with our moral values and the law.”
  —  James Clapper
From the article: “Watching The Watcher
Article written by: Garrett M. Graff
Article appearing in: Wired Magazine, dtd: December 2016
Link to article:  http://www.wired.com/2016/11/james-clapper-us-intelligence/
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On This Day In:
2016 He Doesn’t Remind Me Of Me
The First Rule
2015 Free Your Mind And Your Ass Will Follow
The Man Without Fear
2014 I Blame Robocop
2013 Future Trustees
2012 Praise Not The Day…
2011 Educated Living

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To teach is to learn twice.
     —  Joseph Joubert
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On This Day In:
2016 I Choose To Believe
2015 What They Don’t Teach You At School
2014 Still Trying To Die (5)
2013 Honest Doubt
2012 Choice
2011 Ownership Of Thought

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Sometimes the stupid gene expresses itself, Tommy.  Genes are always testing themselves to see if they bring reproductive value.
   —  Jerry Hayes
Quoted by Hannah Nordhaus
From her article: “The Honey Trap
Appearing in Wired Magazine, dtd: August 2016
Link to the article:  http://www.wired.com/2016/08/jerry-hayes-how-to-save-the-bees-monsanto/
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On This Day In:
2016 For Me It’s Been Faith
2015 Where Many Paths And Errands Meet
2014 Rimmed Out
2013 Likeness
2012 Sums It Up Quite Well, Actually
2011 Momentary Abandonment

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[Tom] Sachs made one too.  His was plywood and screws and resin.  He left the edges rough.  You can see the color of the wood bleeding through the white paint.  It is, unquestionably, a Tom Sachs artwork.  We both made two, and gave each other one.
Sachs says mine is art too.  I tell him I’m not sure I agree.
“Your Blade Runner gun is totally a piece of art,” he says.
“But I couldn’t sell it at a gallery,” I say.  “I guess I could make another one, but it would kill me to let this one go.”
“It feels like that every single time,” Sachs says.  “That’s when you know it’s good.”  If you cobble together found materials into a bricolage of a prosaic object, but it hurts to let it go, you’re making art.
  —  Adam Savage
From his article: “Ground Control To Major Tom
Appearing in: Wired Magazine, dtd: September 2016
Link to the article:  http://www.wired.com/2016/09/adam-savage-tom-sachs-movie-props/
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On This Day In:
2016 Just A Shame
2015 Treasures Of The Mind
2014 Not Quite Exceeded Reach
2013 Who’s Side?
2012 Why I Joined The Army And Not The Navy…
2011 Is It Your Turn Yet?
Just Trippin’

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…Cooking, as a physical activity, doesn’t come naturally to me.  It never has.  To compensate for my lack of dexterity, speed, and technique, I think about food constantly.  In fact, I’m much stronger at thinking about food than I am at cooking it.  And recently I started seeing patterns in our most successful dishes that suggested our hits weren’t entirely random; there’s a set of underlying laws that links them together.  I’ve struggled to put this into words, and I haven’t talked to my fellow chefs about it, because I worry they’ll think I’m crazy.  But I think there’s something to it, and so I’m sharing it now for the first time.  I call it the Unified Theory of Deliciousness.
This probably sounds absolutely ridiculous, but the theory is rooted in a class I took in college called Advanced Logic.  A philosopher named Howard DeLong taught it; he wrote one of the books that directly inspired Douglas Hofstadter to write “Gödel, Escher, Bach“.  The first day, he said, “This class will change your life,” and I was like, “What kind of asshole is this?”  But he was right.  I would never pretend to be an expert in logic, and I never made it all the way through Gödel, Escher, Bach.  But the ideas and concepts I took away from that class have haunted me ever since.
DeLong and Hofstadter both found great beauty in what the latter called strange loops — occasions when mathematical systems or works of art or pieces of music fold back upon themselves.  M. C. Escher’s drawings are a great, overt example of this.  Take his famous picture of two hands drawing each other; it’s impossible to say where it starts or ends.  When you hit a strange loop like this, it shifts your point of view: Suddenly you aren’t just thinking about what’s happening inside the picture; you’re thinking about the system it represents and your response to it.
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Hofstadter (yes, him again) had a different word for what I call base patterns.  He called them isomorphisms, concepts that can be expressed in different ways while retaining their core form.  He used the example of a record player.  The groove in the record, the vibrations in your loudspeaker, the sound waves in the air: These are all different media, but they expresses the same underlying pattern.
That’s how I feel about food.  Different cultures may use different media to express those base patterns — with different ingredients, for instance, depending on what’s available.  But they are, at heart, doing the exact same thing.  They are fundamentally playing the same music.  And if you can recognize that music, you’ll blow people’s minds with a paradox they can taste: the new and the familiar woven together in a strange loop.
   —  David Chang
From the article: “David Chang’s Unified Theory of Deliciousness
In Wired Magazine, dtd:  August 2016
Link to the article: https://www.wired.com/2016/07/chef-david-chang-on-deliciousness/
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On This Day In:
2016 Survival Instinct
2015 Tears
2014 Bourne Again (4)
2013 God’s Protection
2012 Happy Easter!!
Edge, Class, Clash, And Flight
The Value Of Bureaucracies
2011 Logic Cuts

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The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.
    —  Bertrand Russell
[Happy Birthday, James!  Remember it is the enjoyment of life, not its duration that makes living one’s life meaningful.   We love you!  —  Mum and Dad (KMAB)]
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On This Day In:
2016 I Got A Feeling
2015 Fiction Leading To History
2014 A Self-Correcting Process
2013 None But He Knows
2012 99% Are Demanding
2011 All In The Family
Take Your Pick

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Somehow, the magic of childhood lies in its formlessness, its squishiness — the ease with which emotions surge into one another and up to the surface, how subtly imagination washes over reality.  Nothing’s hardened yet.  It’s all still beautifully weak, for better and for worse.  And what is childlike about any of us is what has managed to stay that malleable.
   —  Jon Mooallem
From his article: “The Giant
In Wired Magazine, July 2016
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On This Day In:
2016 The Latter A Lot Quicker Than The Former
2015 Notes On My Nightstand
2014 Generations
2013 Two For One
2012 Seen And Heard
2011 The Hazards And Vicissitudes Of Life

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The temptation comes to many, early or late, to sink into the attitude of regarding life as a little thing.  Some become cynics.  Some become wholly callous.  Some cease existing themselves.  Others lapse into habits they formerly would have condemned.  This temptation to degenerate into looking upon life as a matter of little moments must be fought and overcome.  Perhaps the most effective safeguard against drifting into this deadly mental state is to associate freely with children and other young people.  Our life can become big only when we look upon living as something affecting not only ourselves.
   —  B. C. Forbes
[Happy Birthday, Sis!  No wonder you’ve stayed so young!  Too bad, retirement is just around the corner…  Love, Kevin]
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On This Day In:
2016 A Burning Passion To Teach Freedom
2015 Before Debit (And Credit) Cards
2014 Herding Cats
2013 Ooops!
2012 Understand A Great Truth
2011 Start Here…
2010 Random Acts of Vandalism On Easter Weekend…

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You can’t con people, at least not for long.  You can create excitement, you can do wonderful promotion and get all kinds of press, and you can throw in a little hyperbole.  But if you don’t deliver the goods, people will eventually catch on …
  —  Donald Trump
From his book: “The Art Of The Deal
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On This Day In:
2016 Living There
2015 Bookin’ West
Beyond My Reach
You Never Call Anymore…
2014 Winning?
2013 Still Inventing
2012 Motivated
2011 Waiting In Line At Starbuck’s

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Mom celebrating her 90th Birthday at Rock Wall Winery

Mom celebrating her 90th Birthday at Rock Wall Winery

Life’s a tough proposition, and the first hundred years are the hardest.
     —  Wilson Mizner
[Only ten more to go and then she can offer us her  opinion.   Happy Birthday to my mother.  Love Always, your son Kevin  —  KMAB]
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On This Day In:
2016 Unstable Emergence
2015 88
2014 Some One-Liners Are Too Easy
2013 Greatness
2012 Memories Of Arlington
2011 Wake Up

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