Saturday, July 5, 2008

Out of the water! Snark attack!

"Snarky." What a wonderful word. Somewhere between full-out Bitch Attack but above the ire-level of, oh, say, a "polite murmur of demurral."

I'm feeling rather snarky today. Decided I really needed to get something in my stomach. Now I'm feeling rather bilious. That's another good word. An overabundance of bile, you know. Goes back to the days when "doctors" thought there were four "humors:"

black bile, yellow bile, phlegm, and blood

These humors determined a person's temperament. Bilious meant you had a problem with too much yellow bile which made a person peevish or ill-natured.
Black bile made you melancholic. There isn't such a thing as black bile. Wonder where that came from?
Phlegmatic is one of those people who is calm, I suppose. Kind of like someone stoned out of their minds.
Sanguine, the one for blood, is a person who is confident and can be impulsive.

autochthonous. Another really cool word. It means:

1. pertaining to autochthons; aboriginal; indigenous (opposed to heterochthonous).
2. Pathology.
a. found in the part of the body in which it originates, as a cancerous lesion.
b. found in a locality in which it originates, as an infectious disease.
3. Psychology. of or pertaining to ideas that arise independently of the individual's own train of thought and seem instead to have some alien or external agency as their source.
4. Geology. (of rocks, minerals, etc.) formed in the region where found. Compare allochthonous.
Just thought you'd like to know.

Here's something else to ponder on...

The Prezzy, aka Shrub, was heckled while making a speech at, of all places, Monticello. The hecklers were hauled off by the Secret Squirrels, probably to jail. All I can say is that T. Jefferson is probably rolling in his grave. After all, it is Jefferson who stated:

"The spirit of the times may alter, will alter. Our rulers will become corrupt, our people careless. A single zealot may commence persecutor, and better men be his victims. It can never be too often repeated that the time for fixing every essential right on a legal basis is while our rulers are honest and ourselves united. From the conclusion of [their] war [for independence, a nation begins] going down hill. It will not then be necessary to resort every moment to the people for support. They will be forgotten, therefore, and their rights disregarded. They will forget themselves but in the sole faculty of making money, and will never think of uniting to effect a due respect for their rights. The shackles, therefore, which shall not be knocked off at the conclusion of [that] war will remain on [them] long, will be made heavier and heavier, till [their] rights shall revive or expire in a convulsion."
--Thomas Jefferson: Notes on Virginia Q.XVII, 1782.

It sickens me to even think of the Chimp blathering while on the soil of Monticello. Almost to the point of physical nausea.

Another appropriate quote:

"I may err in my measures, but never shall deflect from the intention to fortify the public liberty by every possible means, and to put it out of the power of the few to riot on the labors of the many."
--Thomas Jefferson to John Tyler, 1804. ME 11:33

We should all keep that in mind, eh? After all, "In endeavors to improve our situation, we should never despair."
--Thomas Jefferson to John Quincy Adams, 1817. ME 15:148

Remind me of that.



More on the Chimp's speech here: Dispatches from the Culture Wars
And, from the alternately infuriating and enlightening Helena Cobban: Bush at Monticello: The Irony

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A hobby cook from the Midwest. Experiments, thoughts, new recipes, maybe even a photo or two... You noticed the pouting little girl with the words superimposed over her face? Growing up in the 60s and 70s the refrain of "there are starving children in [insert current poverty-stricken nation] that would love to have such... etc etc etc." I don't know that anyone actually believed all that but the image of a starving foreign child, holding out a bowl in hopes of being gifted with boiled tongue or green tomato pie, was pretty powerful. I do recall the kind of trouble kids would inevitably be in if they dared to say what most of us thought: "Well, then, send this stuff right on over to those poor, starving [insert country] kids." I don't usually post other people's photos, just my own. If you want to borrow or use one of my photos, I would appreciate your asking first. I usually don't mind but do hate having my work attributed to someone else. By the way, I found the photo of that pouting girl on the web with no attribution. If it's yours? We'll deal, ok? Thanks.
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