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Greetings, Quotaholics:
Raising a teenager is certainly one of life’s most difficult tasks.
You are full of hopes and aspirations for your child, but s/he may not
want to cooperate…at all, sometimes.
If you have ever had a defiant teen, one that refuses to fulfill even
the most basic responsibilities like going to school, you understand
just how trying parenthood can be. Most truancy laws that I’m
aware of target the parents. They are fined or hauled into court
to answer for what their kids have or have not done. chron.com
is reporting on a different approach, that of targeting the kids themselves.
Court officials in San Antonio, Texas are trying a pilot program which
would force habitual truants to wear GPS ankle bracelets.
“We are at a critical point in our time where we can either educate
or incarcerate,” said Linda Penn, a Bexar County justice of the peace,
linking truancy with juvenile delinquency and later criminal activity.
She anticipates that about 50 students - likely to be mostly high schoolers
- will wear the thick ankle bracelets during the six-month pilot program
announced Friday. She said the time students wear the anklets
will be on a case-by-case basis, but she doubted any will wear them
the entire half-year.
Penn said students in the program will wear the ankle bracelets full-time
and will not be able to remove them. They’ll be selected as they come
through her court, and Penn will target truant students with gang affiliations,
those with a history of running away and skipping school, and those
who have been through her court multiple times.
She said the electronic monitoring is part of a comprehensive program
she started four years ago to reduce truancy. She cited programs in
Midland and Dallas as having success with similar electronic monitoring
measures.
Terri Burke, executive director of the American Civil Liberties Union
of Texas, had some concerns about the approach. She said requiring
students to wear the GPS bracelets full-time raises privacy concerns.
“We’re all for keeping kids in
school, and we applaud any efforts to make that happen,” Burke said.
This is certainly a novel approach to truancy and runaway problems,
and I’m wondering how you see it. Is this a good idea? Will
this keep the truants in school? Would you favor a similar program
in your community, or for your own kids?
And what of the civil liberties questions? If the student, even
though truant, has not committed a crime for which s/he is under house
arrest requiring 24 hour monitoring, don’t they have the right to be
free of surveillance beyond school hours?
Interesting questions and food for thought.
Scholastically,
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The
Recruit
[Thanks to Bonnie in Louisiana]
A busload of new
recruits arrived at the reception center, and was greeted by an old
drill sergeant. He began his speech: “Welcome to Fort Dix, men. From
now on, I want you to think of the Army as your family and as your
home.”
Hearing this, one
of the recruits broke formation, sat down and lit a cigarette.
“Private, what on
earth are you doing?” asked the sergeant.
“Well,” said the
private, “I’m just making myself at home. Like you said, this is my
home.”
Thinking fast, the
sergeant said, “Son, you listen good, and you’re right. This is your
home. So, as soon as you finish that cigarette, I want you to report
to the mess hall to help your mother with the dishes for the next
two weeks.”
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“A person without a
sense of humor is like a wagon without springs; jolted by every pebble
in the road.” - Henry Ward Beecher (1813-1887)
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“It’s hard enough to
write a good drama. It’s much harder to write a good comedy, and it’s
hardest of all to write a drama with comedy. Which is what life is.” -
Jack Lemmon (1925-2001)
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thing about middle age is the knowledge that you’ll grow out of it.” -
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E-Mail
the Imp
Japan is the
land of …vending machines. You can find the usual types of vending
machines filled with soft drinks, coffee and tea, snacks, and candy
just like most of the world. You can buy beer, wine, or whiskey. You
can buy underwear and socks, books and newspapers, handkerchiefs, nail
clippers, sewing kits, and combs, flowers and pearls, hot food and complete
meals, and they’re getting close to having vending machine motel rooms.
That last might be a stretch…but they do have “Capsule
Hotels” and “Sleeping Tubes” which could become vending machine
products.
Twenty years ago I can remember disposable cameras, film, flashbulbs,
and audio micro-cassettes in a machine right next to one where you could
“rent” a cellular phone. This was in the Baltimore-Washington International
Airport. The phone machine cost you $100 on a credit card, plus you
ended up paying about a half dollar a minute for the calls you made
or received. Two months later the phone machine was gone…I suppose it
wasn’t a money maker.
Bet Buy Co and ZoomSystems, a California vending machine company, are
teaming up to put
a “gadget” vending machine in selected US airports starting in September.
They plan to sell cell phone and computer accessories, along with digital
cameras, portable data storage devices, headphones, travel adapters,
electronic chargers and other items. Why they haven’t included throwaway
cell phones is beyond me, but I’m sure customer feedback will get them
on the list in short order.
With the right kind of vending machines and a place to sleep and clean-up,
you don’t need a home. I once was involved with a logistics support
group for some crisis in the third world (during my five year tour at
the Marine Corps Logistic base, those came up about three times a year)
for the better part of a week. I was at a defense contractor’s facility
and went there before getting a motel room. I never got the chance to
get to the motel or leave the facility so I lived on vending machine
soup, stew, chili, and sandwiches. There was a cigarette machine (thank
goodness) and an employee gym and shower. The contractor brought in
camp cots but we all balked on having catered meals brought in. That
would have taken away the hope we could get out of there early and would
have disallowed $110.00 a day per diem.
There’s really no limit to what you can vend through a machine. You
don’t even have to limit the items to disposables or consumables. Come
up with the right scheme to dispense and recover an item, you could
even vend laptop computers. Charge the credit card of the buyer for
the cost of the machine plus a “rental” fee. When it is returned it
slides into a docking station and diagnostics are run. If it checks
out, you receive a credit for the replacement cost you were originally
charged and you’re on your way.
I wonder if the “Mustang
Ranch” in Nevada ever thought about a vending machine for dispensing
ladies of the evening. Now that would be something to invest in!
The Bad Sied 
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On this day in history, August
27, 1896: The Anglo-Zanzibar War begins – and ends. The entire war lasted
38 minutes and is considered to be the shortest war in recorded history.
Zanzibar was an Anglo colony when the sun smiled on the British Empire.
Sultan Hamad bin Thuwaini had been cooperating with British colonial
administrators. The Sultan died on August 24 and his nephew, Khalid
bin Bargash, seized control.
The Brits would have preferred to have Hamud bin Muhammed as leader,
thinking he would be more amenable to their presence. They issued an
ultimatum to Bargash who refused to abdicate. Instead, he began to assemble
an army of nearly 3,000 men, mostly extended family members. The highest
ranking among his army was a colonel. Bargash also brought the Sultan’s
yacht into service as his navy.
The ultimatum ran out at 9 AM and the British naval presence began its
bombardment of the island. They soon sunk the Zanzibar navy and began
shelling the palace. Bargash escaped to the German consulate. After
38 minutes, it was all over. The Germans refused to hand over Bargash
who escaped the island on October 2, 1896. Bargash was captured by the
British in 1916. He was permitted to live on the island of Mombasa until
his death in 1927. After the installation of a more malleable government,
the British demanded payment for the shells fired during the war. The
British contingency suffered one casualty, one soldier was wounded.
The Zanzibar forces saw about 500 men killed.
“The direct use of force is such a poor solution to any problem, it
is generally employed only by small children and large nations.” - David
Friedman
“The most persistent sound which reverberates through men’s history
is the beating of war drums.” - Arthur Koestler
“Only the dead have seen the end of war.” - Plato
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Email Kirsten
“The
only gift is a portion of thyself.”
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~
Many years ago, I saw a movie called Jesus
of Montreal, in which the protagonist leads a controversial life.
At the end of the movie he is killed in an accident, and in an intriguing
parallel with the Jesus we all know about, his death has the result
of saving others. The salvation takes a different form, though. Where
Jesus of Montreal saved the souls of sinners, Jesus of Montreal became
an organ donor and allowed people to continue living in the here and
now.
There are few people who would deny that organ donation is a noble thing.
Most countries have laws that allow people to state that when they die,
they would like their organs to be used to save the lives of other people.
In Ontario, it’s as easy as checking off a box on either your health
card application or your drivers licence application. The rules are
very straightforward. If you don’t clearly indicate that you wish to
be an organ donor, your organs will not be used. Exceptions are made
in the case of minors whose parents give consent for them to be donors.
Things are about to get pretty hairy, though, in the whole organ donor
issue. A motion
is on the table in Ontario to switch to a system of “presumed consent”.
If this system is adopted, hospitals will have the right to assume that
you are an organ donor unless you have specifically stated that you
are not. A couple of European countries have already adopted this system,
and more are set to follow. The rationale behind this is the sheer number
of people waiting for organs. In Ontario, well over a thousand people
are on organ recipient waiting lists. Nationwide, the number is over
four thousand. Almost two hundred people die each year because they
did not receive organs soon enough.
Because this is an issue involving human beings, there are heated arguments
both for and against the idea. Opponents say that everyone should have
the right to decide what happens to his or her body. There is also a
potential logistical issue. There is a relatively short window of time
in which the organs of a recently deceased person can be harvested.
What happens if a body is not immediately identified? Will the organs
of the deceased be used even though no-one knows who they are or whether
they have chosen not to be a donor? Or will authorities track down the
person’s identity and family, thereby running the risk of “losing” those
organs? There are also conspiracy theorists who fear that doctors will
less fervent in their efforts to save accident victims and the like,
in order to gain access to organs.
People in favour of the whole issue say that the rights of a critically
ill person to live should trump everything else. The dead person, as
they point out, is hardly going to miss those organs. Besides, they
argue, there are lots of people who want to be donors - or at least,
wouldn’t object to it - but never get around to filling out the appropriate
paperwork.
I myself am somewhat ambivalent on the issue. In practical terms, it
makes no difference to me. I am a big fan of organ donation. My health
card and drivers licence both state that I will be an organ donor in
the event of my death, and my family are aware of these wishes. However,
I don’t know if I like the idea of that decision being made for me.
As noble as the cause is, and as many lives as it could save, it seems
like the removal of a basic freedom that we have. I would much rather
see a campaign to enlist people to the cause.
I think this is one of those issues that we’ll never get complete agreement
on, like abortion and the right to smoke marijuana. But if we agreed
on everything, life wouldn’t be half as colourful.
Kaleidoscopically yours,
Kirsten
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As you know, I’ve been working on a web page so students and faculty
can access things like class schedules and class rosters online. I’ve
been working on this for about seven or eight months, and we go live
Thursday. That isn’t a problem, the web page is ready. However, there
are always things that rear their ugly head just before you go live.
You can foresee many of them and try to prevent them, but that isn’t
always possible.
For example, I had a special e-mail address set up just for this
web page. Because of certain government regulations, the faculty has
to sign a form saying that they won’t look up students that they have
no business looking up, like their children. That information is private,
unless a student signs a form saying it can be released. For example,
a student might not want their parents to see their grades. By default,
anyone with access to grades cannot disclose that information to the
student’s parents. Faculty have to agree to keep that information
confidential.
They also have to e-mail me at that special address if they want
access to the system. I then send them the form, which they sign and
return to me. Then I create their account using their e-mail username,
and send them their temporary password with instructions on how to
change that password and navigate the web page. Pretty simple, right?
That’s what I thought, but that hasn’t exactly been the case.
One department chair e-mailed me at my regular address (not the special
address) and asked if they should use their e-mail username to log
in to the web page. To be fair, the e-mail I sent her didn’t say that
was the correct username, but that’s the username she uses for all
other college applications. I changed the e-mail I send out when I
create the account to inform any other total idiots that it was, indeed,
the same username. I wanted so tell her that her username was moron,
but I don’t think she would have taken that too well.
I had the secretary for the Vice President of Academic Affairs call
me because she was also a student and couldn’t log on. I told her
to e-mail me at the special address and I’d look into it tomorrow.
She e-mailed me at my regular address, and gave her password as her
student ID number, which is not her temporary password.
I had a new faculty member call me twice (I was out of the office
the first time) wanting her password. I told her the proper procedure
was to send an e-mail to the special address, which she managed to
do. When I created her account, I sent her an e-mail which clearly
explains that you are forced to change your password as soon as you
log in. She promptly replied that her account was disabled. The dipshit
didn’t read the e-mail, she just freaked that she had to change her
password. The word “disabled” appears nowhere on that page, it says
the temporary password has expired. I can’t wait until tomorrow when
I e-mail her and ask her to send me the exact error message. I wonder
if she would pass a student that had her level of reading comprehension.
I could go on, but I’m trying to figure out how to remove my air
conditioner so I can take a swan dive out my window.
Tim a’Musing
Having a Ball with Yarns
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If a recipe calls for 1 cup sour cream, you may substitute 1 cup cottage
cheese blended until smooth with 1 tablespoon lemon juice and 1/3 cup
buttermilk. - Peggy in Tonawanda, New York
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Now THIS is a turnout! All it took was a randy young lad, too.
Next opening line…
I learned that two things just don’t mix…
Hints:
Here’s a great new rhyming/composition tool. http://www.writerhymes.com/
There’s also a great rhyming dictionary at http://www.rhymezone.com/
Limerick rules. http://freespace.virgin.net/merrick.sheldon/limerickrules.htm
Submit
Opening Line
Submit
Limerick
A
randy young lad from Berlin,
went out in search of some skin,
though he looked high and low,
he couldn’t find him a `ho’
and so he was saved from a sin. - Mike |
A
randy young lad from Berlin,
to his lady just gave a big grin,
and said with a chuckle,
“Just undo that buckle,
and quick, I can’t wait to begin!” - Mike |
A
randy young lad from Berlin,
had sex with a conjoined twin,
he felt like a louse,
when he reached in her blouse,
“There’s a butt where a tit should’ve been!” - Mike
[Welcome back to the
limerick section, Mike!] |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Loved daily to commit sin after sin.
But then he saw the light
And started to live right
After his life went into a tailspin. - Anne Onimous |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Loved to swill from flasks of gin
Verily and forsooth,
He now has gained some couth. . .
He now wipes his mouth with a napkin. - Anne Onimous |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Said to me with a great big grin
I never twiddle
Instead I fiddle
Around when I pick up my violin. - Anne Onimous |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Said, as he picked up his violin,
“I’ll tell you my theory
On relativity…”
Thus Einstein’s lecture did begin. - Anne Onimous |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Could talk physics and play a violin.
But he made Hitler mad
`Cuz Jewish blood he had
So Einstein left and taught at Princeton. - Anne Onimous |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Said with a sly, mischievous grin:
My name is Randy
And I’m a dandy
When I wear my outfit that’s sharkskin. - Anne Onimous |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Asked me if I could spot him a fin.
“I spent my last one
Food I now have none
And I’m becoming rather thin.” - Anne Onimous |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Went home to visit his kin.
He said so smugly
“Bill, you’re so ugly!”
(You see, Bill’s his identical twin.) - Anne Onimous |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Refused to take it on the chin
“If to fight you insist
My face please resist
I’d rather you kick me in the shin.” - E. Cole Aye |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Said, “It is to my great chagrin
That it was my daddy
Who named me Randy
After attending a German love-in.” - E. Cole Aye |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Loved to play with his foreskin.
But he just quit one day
As rabbi past his way
And threatened to use a bodkin. - E. Cole Aye |
A
randy young lad from Berlin—
had something dribbling down his chin—
He said it was semen
and he was just beamin’
’cause in his throat a d*** was in. - Cassandra in New York |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Didn’t know where to begin;
When it came to sex,
It seemed very complex;
He didn’t know where to put it in! - Bonnie in Louisiana |
A
randy young lad from Berlin
Offered to take me to din-din
Embraced the invite
Then blanched ashen white
For dessert he suggested such sin! - Maria in Illinois |
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Re: Self Recognition in Magpies I
find it remarkable that magpies can recognize themselves in a mirror.
Just this morning I looked in the mirror and saw my dad! *sigh* - Cliff
(Yeah, the hidden RGQ Cliff)
Re:
CAPTCHA
As
a blind computer user, I can tell you that the security code is a pain.
Not only can’t I read the darn thing, but there isn’t always someone
around to read it to me. Then, there is a privacy issue. I hate to have
to share my net activities just because of the code. Having said that,
I at least would benefit from digital text books of any discription,
and the more that are available the better. So, for me it is a mixed
bag. - Lucille
Re: Fat Chubby
Obese Overweight Kids Children
In the
first place, let’s change this subject line. How would you adults like
to be called, “Fat Grownups”? You would not. So in the first place let’s
stop making these kids feel so horrible. In the second place, I agree
that it is just as in expensive to get good and healthy snacks as it
is to get junk food. I’ve been arguing that point with my father for
years.
Now,
as far as these foods being easy to prepare, what about snack pack yogurt
cups? What about snack pack fruit cocktail? What about ready to eat
granola bars, and cereal bars? What about healthy fruit snacks like
fruit roll ups, and fruit bites? I watch my daughter do this for my
grand daughter all the time, and my boyfriend does this for his son
too. They’re both on food assistance programs. So it is not the price.
It is a choice.
The
biggest problem is that parents don’t wish to say no to their kids.
They’re making the same mistakes that I made when my daughter was growing
up. They want their kids to like them, and be their friend. Well, that
is a big fat___ no! You can not be your kid’s friend and parent all
at the same time. I learned that the hard way. Not where food was concerned,
but in other ways. Remember you’re the parent. You’re not always going
to be your kid’s friend, or even their favorite person. Well, too darned
bad! Make them mad now, and they’ll thank you for it later. If they
throw a fit over healthy snacks, then tell them firmly but politely,
either you eat what I give you or simply be hungry till you decide to
try this new way. Then pick a night or weekend day for a junk food treat.
Stop blaming the fast food places, or the advertisements on TV. Who
rules the roost in your house? The kids and the TV or you?
Now,
think about that for a while, and then watch your kids. What do they
do after school? Do they come in on a beautiful day and plop down in
front of the TV or computer, or a video game with a huge bowl of chips
and dip? Or do they come in, and do what my boyfriend’s son does? He
comes in, and yes he will plop down in front of the TV for a time, to
relax, and just vegg out for a while. What does he eat? Well, Hmmm?
Well, Hmmm? let’s see here, Cheese nips, Pretzels, Fruit snacks, etc.
Do you think that my boy friend gives him a choice between cookies and
this stuff? Well, Duh? Of couse not. If he did, he’d never get the healthy
stuff in.
He
gives him a dessert some times if he eats his dinner. A special after
school snack might happen sometimes on a special ocasion. Not every
day. Do you think my boy friend gives a rat’s….. if the kid throws
a fit about his snack? Well, Duh? No he does not. He tells him this
way, “You can have this snack now, and wait for dinner to be ready,
or you can do with out the snack, and you’ll just be that much more
hungry for dinner”.
Now,
do you still think you can get by with that junk about it being too
hard or too expensive to get healthy snacks and food in to your kids?
If so, then it is you who has the problem, and your kids are suffering
for it. There is just no way you’re going to convince me that it is
too hard to fix healthy meals after work either, and that it takes time
away from your children. Why can’t you make your kids a part of dinner
making? Can’t they set the table, chop veggies, or even pour a bag of
frozen veggies in the pot of water to boil, or in a steaming tray to
steam? What is wrong with you adults? I’ll tell you what, you’re lazy
and gutless. You don’t want to say no to your kids, and God forbid they
might make a mess in the kitchen during dinner.
All
this crap you’re using for an excuse is just that, an excuse. I don’t
think it is the kid’s falt at all. I think it is the falt of the parents
who do not have the guts within themselves to “JUST SAY NO TO JUNK”!
SHAME on YOU! - From Patty, Celine Kitty, the Rowdy Dog, and the Tazz
Patti, my
take on this is that while we have all been told the virtues of proper
diet, the fact is that the average “health food” meal is not nearly
as tasty as a less healthy one. It’s also harder for the average person
to prepare healthy food from scratch when opening cans and packages
is so much faster and easier. You rarely see a television commercial
for fresh fruits and vegetables but you can see a commercial for pre-sweetened
cereals or fast food anytime you turn the TV on. When your kids, who
have just spent the day watching TV, are begging for fast food it’s
hard to sell them on broccoli! When mom has spent the day working, and
is feeling guilty for not spending time with the kids, it’s hard for
her to be firm and insist on the children eating a balanced meal which
she is too tired to fix anyway.
Sorry, but I just do not agree with the statement that health food,
or rather, healthy food, is less tasty than junk food. Also, I disagree
with the statement that it is hard to prepare a healthy meal. I believe
that a healthy, tasty meal can be prepared in less than half an hour.
But then, I have the time to do that, as I chucked out my television.
I suddenly have lots of time to spend on meaningful activities. Maybe
that is the root of the problem. Take away the television, and suddenly
the whole family will have time on their hands. Maybe it is time to
investigate the link between junk food consumption and time spent in
front of a television. I think the researchers will find that obese
people spend hours in front of the television, instead of exercising
and preparing proper meals. - Jo in Namibia
Re: Opening
Line
Bruce,
I hate to burst your bubble and dethrone myself as your favorite limerick
writer, but last week you attributed the following limerick to me,
A
fat, lazy hound dog named Blue,
Was hunting some new thing to chew.
He now has a headache,
A back ache, and butt ache.
No more will he chew on MY shoe.
As
much as I’d like to claim it, it’s not mine. After a bit of research
I discovered that this limerick came from the December 8, 2003 issue
and was written by someone named Wally.
My contribution
to that issue was,
A fat,
lazy hound dog named Blue
for the movies was taught how to screw
he had a career
screwing aardvarks and deer
then retired to Kalamazoo.
Can I be your second favorite?? - Mike
[Now
that’s integrity! I said all that nice stuff and it wasn’t even
about you.
Sorry, Wally, if you’re still out there. And while we’re at it,
where have you gone? That was a great limerick!
Mike, you’re definitely my second favorite. Are you gonna write more
limericks now?]
“A randy young
lad from Berlin”, now there’s something you can sink your teeth into.
Uh,, I mean limerick wise! - Mike
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