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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2008-07-24T17:58:37.731-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Transhumanism?  Ready or not...</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2008/07/transhumanism-ready-or-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dumb Ox)</author><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 13:22:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-8459673328190716782</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://www.dailytech.com/Conference+Examines+Man+and+Machine+Merging+How+Tech+Will+Make+Human+Brain+Obsolete/article12384.htm"&gt;From Daily Tech:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.dailytech.com/nimage/8698_BionicWoman_main.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_MainContent_lblSummary" class="ArticleSummary"&gt;New conference examines what risks super intelligent robots might hold and how man itself may merge with machine to the point where it is no longer recognizable as human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. Nick Bostrom, director of Oxford's Future of Humanity Institute, host of the symposium, is fearful that mankind may eventually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.dailytech.com/Can+Robots+Commit+War+Crimes/article10917.htm"&gt;create such a machine, capable of destroying its creators&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  He states, "Any entity which is radically smarter than human beings would also be very powerful.  If we get something wrong, you could imagine the consequences would involve the extinction of the human species."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContent_lblBody"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bostrom leads a movement known as transhumanism, which dually aims to watch for potential threats in emerging technologies and conversely adopt radical emerging technologies to enrich human life.  Bostrom and other transhumanist hope that one day biotechnology, molecular nanotechnologies, and artificial intelligence will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.dailytech.com/Building+An+Iron+Man+Pt+I++Military+Grade+Exoskeleton/article11810.htm"&gt;merge man with machine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, yielding humans that have increased cognitive abilties, are physically stronger, and emotionally more stable.  This path, they say will lead to "posthumans", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.dailytech.com/The+First+Bionic+Woman/article4176.htm"&gt;augmented beings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so superior to traditional man, they are separate entity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; He describes, "We want to preserve the best of what it is to be human and maybe even amplify that.  We will begin to use science and technology not just to manage the world around us but to manage our own human biology as well.  The changes will be faster and more profound than the very, very slow changes that would occur over tens of thousands of years as a result of natural selection and biological evolution."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; While Bostrom and his adherents are eager for such developments, they are unsure when technology will mature to the point where they are possible.  Says Bostrom, "Maybe it will take eight years or 200 years.  It is very hard to predict."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And that would be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; thing?  Some people can't resist the lure of power and immortality... maybe they should read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faust&lt;/span&gt;... or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Genesis&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has already started harmlessly enough.  Who doesn't want to have genetically healthy children?  Who will want their children to stay virtually retarded compared to the kids with nanobots in their brains that will make them uber-menschen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock is ticking on a sinful humanity that wants to be like gods...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2008-07-19T11:29:54.395-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Gore and IPCC Fraud on Global Warming Exposed</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2008/07/gore-and-ipcc-fraud-on-global-warming.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dumb Ox)</author><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 12:56:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-2311519412354002151</guid><description>Although this news is a bit beyond the ken of ...After Dark, we think it is important to get this news around the blogosphere.  D. Ox contends that "fraud" on behalf of the IPCC is not too strong a word for the way that they exaggerated evidence and basically HID their methodology to prove a pre-determined conclusion. Gore's fraud in his pseudo-documentary has been established as a matter of law by Britain's highest court.  PLUS, D. Ox reveals letter exposing cover-up...  &lt;a href="http://thomistic.blogspot.com/2008/07/gore-and-ipcc-fraud-exposed-efforts-to.html"&gt;Read the rest here,&lt;/a&gt; with links to sources, plus an exclusive view of the letter from Lord Monckton that should rock the American Physical Society's journal minions...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://thomistic.blogspot.com/2008/07/gore-and-ipcc-fraud-exposed-efforts-to.html'&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://digg.com/politics/Gore_and_IPCC_Fraud_on_Global_Warming_Exposed'&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2008-07-19T10:59:07.864-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Why I am not a Pessimist</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-i-am-not-pessimist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dumb Ox)</author><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 20:02:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-5941744857697900918</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g9UbajzMxBE/SH5KA_njqpI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jvE4ZTA8lgM/s1600-h/dyke+-+good+shepherd+the.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g9UbajzMxBE/SH5KA_njqpI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jvE4ZTA8lgM/s400/dyke+-+good+shepherd+the.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223693998734158482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've enjoyed in America and Western Europe an unprecedented period of peace and prosperity--so prolonged and extensive that a huge majority of people have no idea where that peace came from or how that prosperity was built. As a result they can indulge childish fantasies that these things popped into existence because some nice people wished them to be, and demagogues like Obama are ready to encourage the delusions of the masses, exciting their envy and class hatred, and promising them a material existence that no longer depends on personal virtue or responsibility or even effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dimension of this historical cycle is that a huge swath of humanity has given itself over to hedonism and self-indulgence, as peace and prosperity has permitted them to forget that the world and nature are normally quite hard and exact heavy tolls on people who ignore the Divine Law. Our historical bubble of peace and prosperity has permitted the flourishing of all sorts of social and personal delusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not everyone in the world has experienced this period (since WWII at least) as one of security and incredible material comfort. The spread of envy and class hatred by the demagogues on the Left around the world have managed to convince much of the rest of the world of the same message they convince their flocks of clucking fools domestically, that all of their woes are the result of the intentions of some bad people. Is there any wonder that the Left in the U.S. and Western Europe can so readily sympathize with the terrorists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have written about this elsewhere, but radical Islam and the insane Leftism in the Western World are built on the same fundamental mistakes about the nature of the world and man, the same heresies, if you will. A cross between Aryanism and Pelagianism infects the mindsets of these two deluded groups, apparently so at odds (yet we see them again and again using the same language, analysis, and sentiments): they believe themselves capable of making themselves into gods. Well, frankly, without appealing to historical theology, we should know that such people are simply bound with hoops of steel to their original sin... the desire to be God's equal. All the seven deadly sins follow suit. Both the Islamists and the Leftists (Obamaists?) are chasing heaven, each in their own deluded way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a bit pessimistic? You bet, when thinking about the historical situation and the present state of destructive technologies. I tell my sons, like Tolkien would, that we don't get to pick the time in which we are born. The secret is to live virtuously as best we can given the world we have, to attend to our duties as human beings: to provide for ourselves and our families, act with and promote justice (people getting what they actually deserve, having earned or merited, for good or for ill), seeking true understanding, and loving God with all our heart and our fellow men like ourselves. There are no guarantees in life beyond our own efforts--despite the inverted universe of the demagogues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When thinking about the grand scheme of things, I am unabashedly optimistic. The length of years we have on earth is no measure of human happiness, the amount of stuff we have even less so. Running the race well, finishing with confidence in the goodness of our efforts and the mercy of God, that is the best we can ever hope for, and it is more than we are even entitled to hope for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be not afraid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Ox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thomistic.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-i-am-not-pessimist.html"&gt;(cross-posted at "Dumb Ox Daily News")&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2008-07-16T18:04:17.798-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>When Death Comes</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-death-comes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Douglas V. Gibbs)</author><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 06:33:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-1939803426515834472</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2yi20l2PRU/SH2Pcd5U_hI/AAAAAAAABSU/k33V3TR5hEE/s1600-h/kauai.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2yi20l2PRU/SH2Pcd5U_hI/AAAAAAAABSU/k33V3TR5hEE/s200/kauai.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223488862043831826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I received in the mail a letter from my Aunt and Uncle who live in Hawaii.  The letter was sent to give me some bad news.  Aunt Chonita, my biological father's sister, also a resident of Hawaii (as well as Carmel, California), passed away.  She is the third of the four children to pass.  My Uncle Stan, the uncle in Hawaii, is the surviving child of the four.  My father passed away in 1999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chonita was an interesting member of the family, always active in community work, as well as a member of a number of Honolulu associations.  During her life she had traveled the world, working closely with Dr. Carl G. Jung at one point, and was one of 12 international therapists selected as founding members of the International Society of Sandplay Therapy.  She worked with both children and adults, taught and trained students of Sandplay in addition to lecturing on the subject in the U.S. and Japan.  The use of Sandplay Therapy remains in the family, used by my cousin Tina in Sausalito, California with her patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, at the end of my radio show on Blog Talk Radio, my mom called me to advise me that my step-dad's brother (remember, my step-dad has been my dad since I was two years old, so he is my dad to me as much, if not more-so, than my father was) passed away this afternoon in Arkansas.  He was the youngest of the eight kids, dead, apparently, due to a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of both families, connections are being made.  Old conversations are being renewed, memories have been passed along, tears are being shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued on &lt;a href="http://politicalpistachio.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-death-comes.html"&gt;Political Pistachio&lt;/a&gt;. . .&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?a=KxvPYJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?i=KxvPYJ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?a=7z6dhJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?i=7z6dhJ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?a=IgIhlj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?i=IgIhlj" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?a=Hzogoj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?i=Hzogoj" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?a=8TKfVj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?i=8TKfVj" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?a=Bl6xRJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?i=Bl6xRJ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?a=TqyLRJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?i=TqyLRJ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?a=Ctmblj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/OxafterDark?i=Ctmblj" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2008-07-16T04:34:50.443-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Part I - A Dad recounts preemie twins' struggle</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2008/06/part-i-dad-recounts-preemie-twins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dumb Ox)</author><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 18:26:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-3737284949632204646</guid><description>&lt;img src="http://img.breitbart.com/images/2008/6/14/D91A22S00/D91A22S00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DALLAS - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The speech I was holding should only have been a backup. I knew the words by heart because I'd lived them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a heart-wrenching story that is very uplifting, as a reminder of what it means to be human...&lt;a href="http://digg.com/arts_culture/Part_I_A_Dad_recounts_preemie_twins_struggle"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="lingo_region"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Eyes widened when I held up red and blue Beanie Babies that were as big as the real boys. Heads nodded when I held up my wedding band—which a dime can just fit through—and described it circling one baby's arm like a hula hoop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Then I got to the middle of page 3. To the paragraph I'd typed through teary eyes a few days before. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "I'm sorry," I said, my jaw quivering, eyes puddling. I reached for a tissue, trying to stall long enough to regain my composure. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "This," I continued, "is the part where I always give the update ..." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I tried again. And again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; But I couldn't get the rest out."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.breitbart.com/article.php?id=D91A22S00&amp;amp;show_article=1"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://digg.com/arts_culture/Part_I_A_Dad_recounts_preemie_twins_struggle"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2008-06-14T16:32:19.735-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Constitutional Right?</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2008/06/bestiality-constitutional-right.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dumb Ox)</author><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 10:11:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-8919454355852928336</guid><description>&lt;img src="http://ocw.usu.edu/University_Extension/sheep-and-lambing-management/sheep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any lovin's good lovin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homosexual activist Frank Kameny thinks so, and makes the case publicly that any kind of sex, including sex with animals, so long as the animal doesn't object, is protected by the U.S. Constitution.  &lt;a href="http://www.worldnetdaily.com/?pageId=66060"&gt;Read the whole thing.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kameny thinks that playing Dr. Doolittle with the furry ones is just a fine idea of "the pursuit of happiness".  Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Justices Kennedy, Ginsberg, Stevens, probably Souter, and definitely ex-Justice O'Connor would agree...  Just in case you had any doubts about voting Republican in the next election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldnetdaily.com/?pageId=66060"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://digg.com/politics/Bestiality_a_Constitutional_Right"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you think there is not a strong effort to normalize bestiality, see &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zoophilia"&gt;Wikipedia's entry on "zoophilia"...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2008-06-03T20:25:28.410-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Dangers of older fathers</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2008/06/dangers-of-older-fathers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dumb Ox)</author><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 19:38:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-6190127651510139143</guid><description>&lt;img alt="The image “http://www.jaredchapman.com/blog/crazy-old-man.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://www.jaredchapman.com/blog/crazy-old-man.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The risks of older fatherhood can be very profound, and it is not something that people are always aware of."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The claim is that children of older dads are twice as likely not to make it to 18 from health problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there goes my plans for more children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, why should we live our lives according to phoney statistics and studies that the elites routinely churn out?  What about smoking, or other health conditions that are surely as dangerous to the "quality of sperm" as is simple age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world where the elites are finding ever more ingenious ways to convince people not to have children, this strikes me as just the most recent gimmick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it interesting how there are commercials every five minutes on TV and radio about better erections, better orgasms, and how should your world stop revolving around sex, you might as well croak?  I'm frankly furious that my kids have hear such garbage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we don't start making more children and concern ourselves less with the ultimate orgasm (until death) we will have much worse health--moral, economic, social and political--problems on the near horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll keep bugging Mrs. Ox for a bit longer on my hopes for a daughter or two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/2059130/Scientists-reveal-dangers-of--older-fathers.html"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://digg.com/health/Dangers_of_older_fathers"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2008-06-02T17:49:44.510-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>I Am A German-American.   NOT!</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-german-american-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BuffaloGal)</author><pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 21:46:00 -0600</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-2832156785646245993</guid><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This whole American bending-over-backwards to try to accomodate all peoples according to their desires is ludicrous. Assinine. Nuts. And grossly counter-productive. (see also my post of Dec 21 '07)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Let's play the game: I really am not German-American. I am German-Dutch-French-Irish-Native-Scots-American. Three-quarters German, yes, but my ancestors were clearly not xenophobic. I am an American. My great-great-great grandparents were Americans, the moment they became citizens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I do not know any Blacks who came from Africa and have not become citizens; ergo, I do not know any African-Americans. I do know a Chinese woman who lives in California. She is not a citizen. She is a Chinese National. She is not American simply by virtue of living here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The hundreds of thousands of Mexican Nationals living and working in the United States without paying taxes, without documentation is a problem with an easy solution: Allow them. . . (more at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.disneyesque.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;www.disneyesque.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2008-02-17T19:50:16.388-08:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Personal Pistachio - The Night We Met</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2008/01/personal-pistachio-night-we-met.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Douglas V. Gibbs)</author><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2008 00:26:00 -0600</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-3298591655980793870</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L2yi20l2PRU/R4Bzz6ZpUPI/AAAAAAAAA6g/NbiJiST0IZw/s1600-h/Doug+and+Virginia+long+ago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L2yi20l2PRU/R4Bzz6ZpUPI/AAAAAAAAA6g/NbiJiST0IZw/s320/Doug+and+Virginia+long+ago.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152245309399191794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago, in a city not far away, Mrs. Pistachio kissed Doug for the first time. It was the beginning of a love affair that continues today. But the road has not always been paved with gold. The beginnings were the first dips of a major roller coaster ride that nearly split the two apart many times, only to smooth out over the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the rest of this post on &lt;a href="http://politicalpistachio.blogspot.com/2008/01/personal-pistachio.html"&gt;Political Pistachio&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2008-01-05T22:29:07.127-08:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Giving Thanks</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/11/giving-thanks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Douglas V. Gibbs)</author><pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2007 15:14:00 -0600</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-6977452339061508048</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2yi20l2PRU/R0XzW_2ONYI/AAAAAAAAA1M/lqckrgRZs1E/s1600-h/harvest+plenty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2yi20l2PRU/R0XzW_2ONYI/AAAAAAAAA1M/lqckrgRZs1E/s320/harvest+plenty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135778526507447682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving 2007.  I am thankful for so many things.  I am thankful that I am alive after nearly dying in 1985.  I am thankful for my wife, after 23 years of marriage that began, oddly enough, like a roller coaster ride, but now has smoothed out into a passionate love affair.  I am thankful for my first grandchild, Ezekiel, born on November 7.  I am thankful that I have the opportunity to write on my blogs, and talk on my internet radio show.  I am thankful for our troops fighting for liberty.  I am thankful for my Lord sending His Son to the Cross two thousand years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I am thankful for so many things during this year's Thanksgiving Holiday, I am reminded that my life is also filled with many stresses.  It is difficult knowing that there is crime and hunger and war in the world.  Family politics, with children bickering and my siblings throwing snide remarks at each other, is disconcerting as well.  During this time of year my conversations with my wife are often strained because of the pressures of the season, and the annual slowdown of the construction industry as the rains approach.  Sometimes, with all of this, and many more things, going on, it is difficult to be truly thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I remember how important it is to keep things in perspective.  Not all things that happen in our lives are necessarily good, and often, things that happen in our lives are more often than not difficult and painful.  But it is those events that I truly am thankful for, for it is during those storms I learn my lessons, build character, and become strong.  Life experiences, especially during the most difficult moments, are what make me who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, what I am trying to say, is it is easy to be thankful for the blessings in our lives, but don't forget to be thankful for the difficult events as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is not continued on &lt;a href="http://politicalpistachio.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-message-about-self.html"&gt;Political Pistachio&lt;/a&gt; as I normally do.  But please pay my site a visit anyhow, as well as the many links available for some of my other writings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-11-22T14:22:53.294-08:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Teddy Roosevelt on Immigration</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/11/teddy-roosevelt-on-immigration.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BuffaloGal)</author><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 11:19:00 -0600</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-3643677872940669426</guid><description>&lt;strong&gt;What on earth have we done to this country in the last 50 some years? American greed is undoing us all.... the demand for cheap labor to increase profits to sell stock and please shareholders and make a company look good on paper.... downsizing, outsourcing.... why doesn't corporate America care about where it lives?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corporate America is no better than the hundreds of thousands, millions of illegals who work under the radar and send their pay to their families .. in their REAL home.... which is not the USA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The parameters for democracy are far from the parameters of an anarchy, but in the past few generations, we have become sinfully more democratic, too liberal, too tolerant. WE have lost our standards, selling out for a pot of porridge. The birthrights of Americans are in grave jeopardy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I say, We are a country-- not a free-for-all -- the United States of America is a Nation. And while we welcome those who wish to live here free from political oppression, free from religious persecution, we CANNOT turn over the helm to those who disrespect our Constitution, and that includes Americans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And while I'm at it, the ACLU has long outlived its usefulness. DISBAND it before it's too late. Let the Constitution of our country do its job.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did Teddy Roosevelt say 100 years ago?   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/politics/quotes/troosevelt.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.snopes.com/politics/quotes/troosevelt.asp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;original post at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.disneyesque.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.disneyesque.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-11-18T09:23:21.843-08:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>comment on Utube writer guy at Dumb Ox news</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/11/comment-on-utube-writer-guy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BuffaloGal)</author><pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 12:03:00 -0600</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-2257220343401515115</guid><description>I was okay with that, and even thought I might leave tv off until strike is over. But then there was his last line: "I don't know about you, but I was raised to help people who help me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure who wrote that for him, but its egocentrism left me cold. I was not raised to "help people who help me," but, as a Christian, to help anyone in need when I could. Am I wrong to feel like leaving the tv on 24/7 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see &lt;a href="http://www.thomistic.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.thomistic.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-11-12T10:08:47.003-08:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Once Upon a Time</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/11/once-upon-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BuffaloGal)</author><pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 12:47:00 -0600</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-2810187481367459666</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JNA6VN0WRmI/RzX9w1rT-vI/AAAAAAAAABo/JjGYO5VTnak/s1600-h/fairy+tales.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131286365942840050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JNA6VN0WRmI/RzX9w1rT-vI/AAAAAAAAABo/JjGYO5VTnak/s200/fairy+tales.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For centuries, fairy tales were the stuff of myth and romance, generated and perpetuated by older generations to teach moral thought to younger generations ... and also to instill fear and dread in the little ones so they'd behave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somewhere in the 20th century everything went ker-plop. Real people began living as if there could be an endless supply of milk from a single ewer; as if Prince or Princess Charming would spot them on the street and propose while showering them with riches and kisses; as if the goose that laid golden eggs would be theirs for the taking, and so spending entire lives looking for beanstalks; as if growing old was a thing of nightmares while staying forever young needed only a sprinkle of magic dust; as if killing the dragon that was terrorizing the king would make them heirs to the throne. As if.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blame the Disney phenomenon for our current dilemma: young people finding cartoons and fantasy more attractive than real life. Who can blame them? But the result is escapism and avoidance and interior landscapes filled with promises of untold riches, glorious love, beautiful bodies, painless efforts, endless good health. And happily ever after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I know that I'm over-simplifying and over-generalizing. ALL young people are not persuaded, subconsciously, to believe their efforts in school and at work and at home are the punishments of gnomes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But witness the generations of youth and post-youth who were raised by the square box at home, by the larger version in movie theaters, and compare that box to the personal computer. Fantasy becomes real life when streaming video makes heroes, heroines, villains, monsters of the most innocuous of us. Life outside of fantasy just seems, too often, not worth living. (from &lt;a href="http://www.disneyesque.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.disneyesque.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-11-10T10:57:10.437-08:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>A Glimpse</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/11/glimpse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Douglas V. Gibbs)</author><pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2007 18:13:00 -0600</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-7591962253665885705</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L2yi20l2PRU/Ry5bb0l4bEI/AAAAAAAAAvk/XL4dIv9g0jc/s1600-h/Wooden_door_2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129137559153699906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L2yi20l2PRU/Ry5bb0l4bEI/AAAAAAAAAvk/XL4dIv9g0jc/s320/Wooden_door_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be difficult. In fact, sometimes it is downright frustrating. Doors constantly close, placing us at a disadvantage right about the time we think we have figured out what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the closed door is a loss of a job. Sometimes it is a death in the family. Sometimes the closed door is a tragedy beyond explaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are filled with people that anger us on the roadway, bosses that treat us like we are nothing more than a dispensable piece of property, and people we are close to that we see as being nothing less than a controlling, nagging, irritating factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What about me?" we ask ourselves. "What about how I feel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Continued on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://politicalpistachio.blogspot.com/2007/11/glimpse.html"&gt;Political Pistachio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-11-04T16:14:52.607-08:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Lindsay Lohan:  Girls Just Wanna Have Fun !</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/09/lindsay-lohan-girls-just-wanna-have-fun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dumb Ox)</author><pubDate>Fri, 21 Sep 2007 13:44:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-6930861522155501220</guid><description>&lt;img src="http://i.realone.com/assets/rn/cms/2004/large/Lindsay_Lohan_-_RS_955_cover_no_text_-_lg.6389159.jpg" /&gt;         Did you think Lindsay Lohan's r&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/20904740/"&gt;eputation for virtue and good judgment&lt;/a&gt; could get any worse?  Well there seems to be no limit to the poor girl's self-loathing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Everyone has already heard about the busy schedule Lindsay Lohan keeps at Utah’s Cirque Lodge. But what does Lindsay do to fill the rehab gaps between chores, exercises and therapy? According to a recent story in the Daily Mirror, LiLo’s used some of that downtime to get cozy with Dead Stays Alive frontman Tony Allen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thomistic.blogspot.com/2007/09/lindsay-lohan-girls-just-wanna-have-fun.html"&gt;{read the rest at Dumb Ox Daily News}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-09-21T11:48:32.985-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title></title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/09/india-and-nepal-with-jennings-dear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BuffaloGal)</author><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 21:41:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-8710415620331296773</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://travelloggers.blogspot.com/2007/09/india-and-nepal-with-jennings.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;India and Nepal with The Jennings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our last Indian destination before going up to Nepal was the holiest city in Hinduism, Varanasi, famous for more than 80 ghats (steps that go down to the River Ganges where the devout can bathe in the holy waters). While taking boat rides along the river we saw hotel employees washing bedsheets, swim coaches shouting out orders to their small charges, dogs playing catch, and kids playing volleyball. Most of these events occurring before 5 A.M., as people seek to take advantage of the few moments of the day before the heat arrives. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the more magical spectacles on the Ganges is observing the cremation ghats, areas where loved ones come to cremate their dearly departed. It takes about three hours to complete&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;read the rest at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelloggers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.travelloggers.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-09-15T19:43:44.520-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Ugly parents have male children</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/09/ugly-parents-have-male-children.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debbie)</author><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 09:21:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-7975914020082092224</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Originally posted at &lt;a href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/2007/09/ugly-parents-ha.html"&gt;Right Truth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very attractive individuals are &lt;a href="http://forums.intpcentral.com/showthread.php?t=12999"&gt;26 per cent less likely to have a son&lt;/a&gt;, according to research by Dr Satoshi Kanazawa of LSE's Interdisciplinary Institute of Management.  Kanazawa found that &lt;a href="http://discovermagazine.com/2006/nov/beautiful-daughters"&gt;56 percent of the most beautiful people in the survey had a daughter first&lt;/a&gt; compared with only 48 percent of the merely attractive, average, homely, and downright ugly people combined.  The &lt;a href="http://discovermagazine.com/2005/jun/biology-of-sex-ratios/"&gt;Biology of Sex Ratios&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My question is, "Who decided the definition of beautiful?" Isn't beauty in the eye of the beholder? A person I think is handsome or beautiful, might not be your cup of tea at all. Who is beautiful and who is ugly?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A Google search for "handsome", "ugly", and "beautiful", netted the following results:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=339,height=497,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/09/04/handsome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/images/2007/09/04/handsome.jpg" title="Handsome" alt="Handsome" border="0" height="146" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=124,height=129,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/09/04/ugly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/images/2007/09/04/ugly.jpg" title="Ugly" alt="Ugly" border="0" height="104" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=340,height=425,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/09/04/natalie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/images/2007/09/04/natalie.jpg" title="Natalie" alt="Natalie" border="0" height="125" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But what about the rest of us?  Just asking the question.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=1066,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/09/04/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/images/2007/09/04/02.jpg" title="02" alt="02" border="0" height="133" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=311,height=398,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/09/04/dorag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/images/2007/09/04/dorag2.jpg" title="Dorag2" alt="Dorag2" border="0" height="127" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-09-07T07:22:17.769-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Dirty Love</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/08/dirty-love.html</link><category>Romance</category><category>sex</category><category>Celebs/Pop Culture on Love and Life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debbie)</author><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 12:04:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-3205077742635301626</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;  Sex in a dirty public bathroom, doesn't that sound romantic?  What?  Dirty floors, dirty walls, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toilets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, germs and critters you don't want to think about lurking everywhere...  What's the thrill?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You don't know where to find these tiny love shacks for potty love?  You can find &lt;a href="http://gridskipper.com/travel/new-york/bathroom-sex-the-stories-032807.php"&gt;sites&lt;/a&gt; that list bathrooms known for this dirty love phenomenon, whether it's opposite-sex or same-sex encounters. Larry Craig has started a conversation on something that is utterly disgusting to me. Apparently, "studies indicate that many of the men who participate in these clandestine encounters are married and &lt;a href="http://allspinzone.com/wp/2007/08/30/deciphering-what-is-written-on-the-bathroom-stall/"&gt;consider themselves to be heterosexual&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Men have been &lt;a href="http://news.aol.com/newsbloggers/2007/08/28/what-is-the-code-for-gay-sex-in-a-mens-bathroom/"&gt;calling in&lt;/a&gt; to talk shows, confirming the story of Craig on how to solicit anonymous sex from another man in a public bathroom. In some instances, they have no intention of actually having sex there in the bathroom, but following each other to a private place. The bathroom is just the meeting place. "&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/US/story?id=3534199"&gt;Tapping of the foot is pretty standard for men who cruise in toilets,"&lt;/a&gt;  Public bathrooms are used by members of all sexual persuasions, not just homosexuals.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/08/31/13569908.jpg" onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=240,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"&gt;&lt;img alt="13569908" title="13569908" src="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/images/2007/08/31/13569908.jpg" style="margin: 0px 5px 5px 0px; float: left;" border="0" height="75" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Two women in Seminole County, Fla., are &lt;a href="http://www.local6.com/news/13567201/detail.html"&gt;accused of performing sex acts in front of children &lt;/a&gt;at a community pool bathroom while a third woman photographed them, in June of 2007.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/08/31/pic4.jpg" onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=480,height=640,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pic4" title="Pic4" src="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/images/2007/08/31/pic4.jpg" style="margin: 0px 5px 5px 0px; float: left;" border="0" height="133" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For over 100 years, police surveillance and sting operations have targeted public toilets - or "tearooms" - frequented by gay men in search of sex. &lt;p&gt;Restroom facilities were probably first used for sex in the days before indoor plumbing.  ...  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;By the late 19th century, many cities were overcrowded and had poor sanitation. For public health purposes, public restrooms were built in parks and near transportation facilities. Called "comfort stations," these restrooms dotted the landscape in cities from New York to Seattle. However, some men quickly began to use them for a different kind of comfort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue reading at &lt;a href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/2007/08/dirty-love.html"&gt;Right Truth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-08-31T10:06:43.355-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title></title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/08/rush-hour-3-with-jackie-chan-and-chris.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BuffaloGal)</author><pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 01:32:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-6176777487724776924</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JNA6VN0WRmI/RtPBzzdaLuI/AAAAAAAAABg/_w9mC3-7EM8/s1600-h/200px-Rushhourposter5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103635898471952098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JNA6VN0WRmI/RtPBzzdaLuI/AAAAAAAAABg/_w9mC3-7EM8/s200/200px-Rushhourposter5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fences-and-gates.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8793263445579005330"&gt;RUSH HOUR 3, with Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6gdt9JOq6Jg/RsUvCY63O_I/AAAAAAAAADs/cYctRBKd63c/s1600-h/200px-Rushhourposter5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am a huge Jackie Chan fan, even loved his Hefty bag commercials. I hope he's as nice a guy as he is enjoyable to watch. And I hope Chris Tucker is not nearly so girl-crazy as he is in the Rush Hour films. LOL But I love his voice, especially when he sings. (The Fifth Element is another favorite movie.)&lt;br /&gt;ANYwho, RH3 is another rush. And you really must see the Eiffel Tower scenes on the big screen. The plot is a bit thin, a tad tired with the Chinese ambassador's daughter getting kidnapped, again.&lt;br /&gt;But I, for one, don't go to Jackie Chan movies for the plot.&lt;br /&gt;Chan and Tucker play off each other as if they were twins. (Schwarzenagger and DeVito move over) The RH movies are all about entertainment: fun with language, fun with sight gags, fun with kung fu slapstick, fun with impossibilities. And it all works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-08-27T23:34:28.634-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>The Simpsons on Faith and Family?</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons-on-faith-and-family.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dumb Ox)</author><pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 19:13:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-1417000573126099888</guid><description>I went with the little oxen to the movies last night, well actually with only one of them.  Number one son wanted to see Rush Hour, and did not want me in the same theater with him and his friends.  So I and the younger son saw The Simpsons.  Great art?  No.  Mildly amusing highlights?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it ironic that one of the most family oriented shows on TV, one of the most benign shows in terms of religious and family values, is the sarcastic, bombastic, burp and mooning-o-rama Simpsons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k.  We can take a joke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ApJIH-5-aZk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ApJIH-5-aZk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thomistic.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons-father-son-holy-guest-star.html"&gt;See the remaining parts of this episode and full cultural critique at Dumb Ox...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-08-25T17:16:10.278-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Wrong Message: Lohan Gets Off Easy</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/08/wrong-message-lohan-gets-off-easy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Dumb Ox)</author><pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2007 21:25:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-7371683479763188387</guid><description>&lt;img src="http://ak.imgfarm.com/images/ap/Lindsay_Lohan.sff_NYET195_20070823144007.jpg" border="0" hspace="4" vspace="4" /&gt;BEVERLY HILLS, Calif. (AP) - &lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com/article/20070823/D8R70OTO1.html"&gt;Lindsay Lohan reached a plea deal Thursday&lt;/a&gt; on misdemeanor drunken driving and cocaine charges that calls for her to spend one day in jail, serve 10 days of community service and complete a drug treatment program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was also placed on 36 months probation, is required to complete an 18-month alcohol education program, pay hundreds of dollars in fines and must complete a three-day county coroner program in which she'll visit a morgue and talk to victims of drunken drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[more on &lt;a href="http://madhollywood.blogspot.com/2007/08/lindsay-lohan-takes-responsibility.html"&gt;Hollywood Madness&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://thomistic.blogspot.com/2007/08/lindsay-lohan-case-sends-duh-wrong.html"&gt;Definitive cultural analysis on Dumb Ox&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-08-24T14:13:02.459-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>My Aunt Mary</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-aunt-mary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BuffaloGal)</author><pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 00:09:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-8371644762644675768</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JNA6VN0WRmI/Rsp0EjdaLsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/z5Rc9o9SMw0/s1600-h/89thMary2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101017149537398466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JNA6VN0WRmI/Rsp0EjdaLsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/z5Rc9o9SMw0/s320/89thMary2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my early memories of Aunt Mary: Bridgeport, CT, summer 1957. Aunt Mary is in her black bathing suit, on the back porch of their home. The porch is screened. She is washing --a wringer washer, I believe. She is washing dollar bills. Of course, I asked why. "When you get a birthday card from Uncle Doc and me, is there a crisp new dollar bill in it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"That's why I wash them," she laughed. (On the sidebar there is a photo of Aunt Mary and Uncle Doc. Doc was my mother's brother. So, alas, I have none of my aunt's genes, but I do have her inspiration.)&lt;br /&gt;We chatted while she finished and hung them on the line to dry. When her load of sheets was finished in the washer, she brought in the still slightly damp dollars, and hung the sheets on the line. Back on the porch, Aunt Mary ironed each dollar as if it were the finest lace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;read the rest at &lt;a href="http://www.fences-and-gates.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.fences-and-gates.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-08-20T22:12:25.798-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Love for a Lifetime</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-for-lifetime.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Douglas V. Gibbs)</author><pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 00:51:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-8018206698800959884</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L2yi20l2PRU/RskpC0l3w1I/AAAAAAAAAhk/nihRelkt8g0/s1600-h/Oregon2007+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100653181427762002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L2yi20l2PRU/RskpC0l3w1I/AAAAAAAAAhk/nihRelkt8g0/s320/Oregon2007+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Mrs. Pistachio and I celebrated our 23rd Wedding Anniversary. Hence, I haven't posted in a couple days. Twenty-three years. Some say it's an accomplishment. Others say we are members of a rare breed in today's society. Trust me, it wasn't easy in the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met in high school at a Halloween Party in 1982. She was dressed as a cheerleader and I went as &lt;a href="http://www.4alfalfa.com/"&gt;Alfalfa&lt;/a&gt; (Little Rascals/Our Gang character) complete with the stem of hair pointing skyward at the crown and clothes reminicent of that era a size too small to add for effect. We danced all night in the den of the house the party was held in to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_tpE9ZSZyk"&gt;Endless Love by Lionel Ritchie and Diana Ross&lt;/a&gt; (some would say the dance was &lt;em&gt;endless&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We experienced our first kiss that night as we parted ways. It happened on the front walkway only paces away from my mom's waiting car, with mom at the wheel. The kiss was electric.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following Monday I asked her if she wished to go out with me. She said no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued on &lt;a href="http://politicalpistachio.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-for-lifetime.html"&gt;Political Pistachio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2007-08-19T22:56:13.260-07:00</atom:updated></item><item><title>Kissing Dogs</title><link>http://oxafterdark.blogspot.com/2007/08/kissing-dogs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Debbie)</author><pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 14:44:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8100864754505850900.post-5840454695420961645</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Kiss. Kiss.  Hug.  Hug.  It's a weird world this morning.  A new &lt;a href="http://www.canada.com/edmontonjournal/news/story.html?id=d6ed6a08-427a-425c-9cb0-4cc987259777"&gt;study&lt;/a&gt; says women and men would rather kiss a dog, any dog, than a strange human. Another study says some humans would rather kiss their dogs than their spouses. It's a Canadian study, not sure if that means anything.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We love our three dogs, but I have no interest in mouth kissing any of them. It seems very strange that a husband/wife would prefer their dog over their spouse. Ummm. Never mind, I'm not going there! heh&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/08/17/bt_and_trixie_at_reelfoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="image-full" alt="Bt_and_trixie_at_reelfoot" title="Bt_and_trixie_at_reelfoot" src="http://righttruth.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/08/17/bt_and_trixie_at_reelfoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yep, that's hubby and me at Reelfoot Lake. Puppies didn't get in the picture. We will be celebrating our anniversary September 2. Aren't we cute!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;According to a new survey of 2,069 people by Harris Interactive, 30 per cent of men and almost half of women -- 49 per cent -- are uncomfortable greeting strangers with a kiss, while 41 per cent of women and 32 per cent of men claim the only people they socially smooch are immediate family members. &lt;p&gt;Animals prove the exception to any coyness about kissing: Almost half of women and more than a quarter of men admit they go lip to lip -- or, more accurately, lip to snout -- with their pets. (&lt;a href="http://www.rgj.com/blogs/mostlydogs/2007/08/survey-people-would-rather-kiss-their.html"&gt;Mostly Dogs&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/2007/08/17/picture_001.jpg" onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=533,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"&gt;&lt;img alt="Picture_001" title="Picture_001" src="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/images/2007/08/17/picture_001.jpg" style="margin: 0px 5px 5px 0px; float: left;" border="0" height="66" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog kisses are powerful.  One woman had been blind for ten years, even surgery couldn't fix her problem.  But when her beloved &lt;a href="http://dogsinthenews.com/issues/0109/articles/010918a.htm"&gt;guide dog kissed her, poof, her blindness was gone&lt;/a&gt; and she was healed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Another dog kissed his master and &lt;a href="http://dogsinthenews.com/issues/0202/articles/020226a.htm"&gt;saved her life from a deadly bee sting&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, no, I don't believe those stories about miraculous healing from dog kisses.  But I do believe in the healing nature of human hugs and kisses, especially from the one you love!&lt;/p&gt;Kiss. Kiss.  Hug.  Hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally posted by Debbie at &lt;a href="http://righttruth.typepad.com/right_truth/2007/08/a-8.html"&gt;Right Truth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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