<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498</id><updated>2024-09-12T21:42:01.456-07:00</updated><category term="The Misforgotten (excerpt)"/><category term="writers"/><category term="man"/><category term="firsts"/><category term="death"/><category term="life"/><category term="writing"/><category term="poets"/><category term="performers"/><category term="poems"/><category term="holidays"/><category term="God"/><category term="books"/><category term="drinking"/><category term="music"/><category term="philosophers"/><category term="inventors"/><category term="novels"/><category term="women"/><category term="friendship"/><category term="movies"/><category term="Mencken"/><category term="Thoreau"/><category term="Twain"/><category term="children"/><category term="history"/><category term="library"/><category term="marriage"/><category term="reading"/><category term="religion"/><category term="sports"/><category term="Bierce"/><category term="Capote"/><category term="Christianity"/><category term="Johnson (Samuel)"/><category term="alcoholics"/><category term="inventions"/><category term="military"/><category term="progress"/><category term="Carlyle"/><category term="Fitzgerald"/><category term="Hemingway"/><category term="Montaigne"/><category term="artists"/><category term="composers"/><category term="conversation"/><category term="dramatists"/><category term="explorers"/><category term="freedom"/><category term="immortality"/><category term="politicians"/><category term="sex"/><category term="shaw"/><category term="Augustine"/><category term="Bellow"/><category term="Conrad"/><category term="Dickens"/><category term="Flaubert"/><category term="Heaven and Hell"/><category term="Jesus"/><category term="Kafka"/><category term="London (Jack)"/><category term="Orwell"/><category term="Russell (Bertrand)"/><category term="Tolstoy"/><category term="Wilde"/><category term="athletes"/><category term="automobile"/><category term="basketball"/><category term="boredom"/><category term="charity"/><category term="crime"/><category term="democracy"/><category term="doctors"/><category term="dread"/><category term="games"/><category term="hatred"/><category term="humanity"/><category term="humorists"/><category term="hypocrisy"/><category term="love"/><category term="memory"/><category term="philosophy"/><category term="preachers"/><category term="saints"/><category term="scientists"/><category term="thinking"/><category term="truth"/><category term="universe"/><category term="vanity"/><category term="war"/><category term="Australia"/><category term="Beatles"/><category term="Burke"/><category term="Butler"/><category term="Camus"/><category term="Chekhov"/><category term="Chesterton"/><category term="Dante"/><category term="Darwin"/><category term="Einstein"/><category term="Franklin (Ben)"/><category term="Hi-Note"/><category term="Holocaust"/><category term="Kierkegaard"/><category term="Kipling"/><category term="Lincoln"/><category term="Maugham"/><category term="Melville"/><category term="Milton"/><category term="Pilgrims"/><category term="Presidents"/><category term="Presidents. Twain"/><category term="Russia"/><category term="Stein (Gertrude)"/><category term="Stevenson"/><category term="Voltaire"/><category term="Waugh"/><category term="Whitman"/><category term="YMCA"/><category term="absurd"/><category term="advice"/><category term="alcohol"/><category term="anniversaries"/><category term="assassinations"/><category term="atheism"/><category term="awards"/><category term="ball"/><category term="balloons"/><category term="bars"/><category term="baseball"/><category term="beauty"/><category term="belief"/><category term="catastrophes"/><category term="chance"/><category term="church"/><category term="coincidence"/><category term="con men"/><category term="convicts"/><category term="disasters"/><category term="drugs"/><category term="dying words"/><category term="fame"/><category term="fate"/><category term="golf"/><category term="good and evil"/><category term="government"/><category term="gratitude"/><category term="humanitarians"/><category term="intro to novel"/><category term="justice"/><category term="kindness"/><category term="last words"/><category term="lawyers"/><category term="loneliness"/><category term="lying"/><category term="mystery"/><category term="nonconformity"/><category term="nonsense"/><category term="old age"/><category term="past lives"/><category term="playwrights"/><category term="powers that be"/><category term="proverbs"/><category term="responsibility"/><category term="schadenfreude"/><category term="self-respect"/><category term="songs"/><category term="television"/><category term="thefts"/><category term="transportation"/><category term="weariness"/><category term="wisdom"/><category term="world records"/><title type='text'>The Misforgotten (A Novel)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-6904817742405537550</id><published>2013-10-04T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-10-04T11:31:31.168-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beatles"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="performers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="songs"/><title type='text'>Today it would be &quot;Like, like me do&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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On October 4, 1962, the Beatles released &quot;Love Me Do&quot; on Parlophone Records. Their manager, Brian Epstein, bought 10,000 copies. The song went to the Top 20, and the Fab Five were on their way in England. In America, however, Capitol Records, who owned the rights to &quot;Love Me Do,&quot; sold it cheap to Vee Jay Records. VJR later released it as part of an album, &quot;Introducing the Beatles.&quot; In May 1964, &quot;Love Me Do&quot; became a Number-One hit in the U. S. of A. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6904817742405537550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/10/today-it-would-be-like-like-me-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/6904817742405537550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/6904817742405537550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/10/today-it-would-be-like-like-me-do.html' title='Today it would be &quot;Like, like me do&quot;'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFtzDq0A39m-KWts7ycJ3KPRQIuAU7I4sv9hhjj8QCpO3L_ehBErbUGk64AytX9LlDlGy3SyByM8B0wxWhzqtn57cXSAucVWH8KVwo6_qrfR5PvzM6fSDHEUlMQSKMheBqLgeP1c0nFBo/s72-c/be.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-4701470835586462894</id><published>2013-10-02T10:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-10-02T10:41:50.862-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ball"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baseball"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="golf"/><title type='text'>Not World Serious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Event of the Month: World Series.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;&lt;i&gt;A ball is man&#39;s most disastrous invention, not excluding the wheel&lt;/i&gt;.&quot; -- Robert Morley.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;...If there was stupider game in the world than football it was golf. The last
time Sully had gone out it had taken him five or six hours to go around.
Billowby kept wanting to put a tournament together. The Hi-Note Classic. Sully
told him he’d show up if he could drive the cart with the keg on it. And then
Billowby had talked about putting in a golf machine, of all things, but had
never gotten around to it. But then he still hadn’t gotten around to filling
the pothole out back. &amp;nbsp;(&lt;i&gt;The Misforgotten&lt;/i&gt;, Chapter 38.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Man landed on the moon on this day in 1969.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;The sun and the moon and the stars would have long ago disappeared...had they happened to be within the reach of predatory human hands.&quot; -- Havelock Ellis.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/8807725171591174463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/07/moon-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/8807725171591174463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/8807725171591174463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/07/moon-of-day.html' title='Moon of the Day'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaqqD-ZISHP9UKGHJTo6a2F7gRElLHqwepqWSBdWM5zZlSEZWZgaC062kfgPHNN4V6JHUSfYwIQvS6JZ5B0KYNlyM1CROypvnugTDt0DZMC5HN91BXXTUaeniZhGWkj0WpLYrQdA93GSQ/s72-c/moon.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-5249741397511039429</id><published>2013-07-11T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-07-11T12:18:08.101-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing"/><title type='text'>Be sure and don&#39;t move your lips when you read Proust</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe align=&quot;left&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; marginheight=&quot;0&quot; marginwidth=&quot;0&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=themisf-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=0812969642&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr&quot; style=&quot;align: left; height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;July 9: Romance novelist Barbara Cartland was born on this day in 1901.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;&lt;em&gt;If you want to get rich from writing, write the sort of thing that&#39;s read by persons who move their lips when they&#39;re reading to themselves&lt;/em&gt;.&quot; -- Don Marquis.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday: French novelist Marcel Proust was born on July 10, 1871.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;&lt;em&gt;I think he (Proust) was mentally defective&lt;/em&gt;.&quot; -- Evelyn Waugh.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/5249741397511039429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/07/be-sure-and-dont-move-your-lips-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/5249741397511039429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/5249741397511039429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/07/be-sure-and-dont-move-your-lips-when.html' title='Be sure and don&#39;t move your lips when you read Proust'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-5082020404926769216</id><published>2013-07-07T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-07-07T11:05:33.053-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="assassinations"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crime"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="firsts"/><title type='text'>They smelled a Surratt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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A blow was struck for equality on this day in 1865. Mary Surratt became the first woman executed by hanging by the federal government. She was the proprietress of a boarding house in Washington, D. C. Her son was a friend of the actor John Wilkes Booth. Those two and some other conspirators met in the house to plot the assassination of President Abraham Lincoln, which was carried out on April 14, 1865. Mary Surratt was arrested and tried for conspiracy, and sentenced to death by a military commission. Whether she was guilty is still is a controversy. She and four others were hanged on July 7. Her son, who had fled, &amp;nbsp;was found and later brought to trial, but released when the government failed to bring an indictment.&lt;br /&gt;
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The story is the subject of an excellent 2010 movie called &quot;The Conspirator.&quot; Robin Wright (shown in picture), the former Mrs. Sean Penn, played Mary Surratt. &amp;nbsp; </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/5082020404926769216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/07/they-smelled-surratt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/5082020404926769216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/5082020404926769216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/07/they-smelled-surratt.html' title='They smelled a Surratt'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPPOJ-KZmhd09g0RkK4i2JPtvbZonZ4r9ZyMBwBThUmZajMFQ2QEG0EJ7IOXg3lq4wWhEPHXjdaOtzzki-sapd0_gSFxAoOOVz-pt4W4OrIizVYPfklxJL-cBFg6lXhPOESPsp2kpOfrA/s72-c/s.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-6113338152491639335</id><published>2013-07-02T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-07-02T08:58:01.315-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="balloons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="transportation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="world records"/><title type='text'>He&#39;ll float among the stars forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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On July 2, 1982, Larry Walters made aviation history, or infamy. Walters tied 42 helium-filled weather balloons to his lawn chair and sailed aloft from the back yard of his girlfriend&#39;s house in San Pedro, California. His plan was to enjoy a leisurely cruise across the desert, but he went straight up instead. As he lost his breath, he panicked. He tried to shoot out some of the balloons with a pellet gun he&#39;d brought (presumably to take potshots at desert critters, etc.), but dropped the gun after hitting only seven of them. He &amp;nbsp;then called for help on his CB radio. (At least he went prepared.)&lt;br /&gt;
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A police copter followed Walters until he flew into some power lines, blacking out a Long Beach neighborhood for a half-hour. He then crashed into a driveway.&lt;br /&gt;
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Walters broke the world altitude record for clustered balloon flight, but it wasn&#39;t official because it was unlicensed. And the FAA fined him $1,500. He did make appearances on the Tonight Show and Letterman.&lt;br /&gt;
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In 1993, Walters took his own life--with a gun, not by sailing off to eternity.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6113338152491639335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/07/hell-float-among-stars-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/6113338152491639335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/6113338152491639335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/07/hell-float-among-stars-forever.html' title='He&#39;ll float among the stars forever'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAGGokG-eE5lRYDBO7oEK0u9X0ITWvR3vMG8Z0SZFERfckoep8g5h9SQcsSgUVxXQUBwWXhNy1AbFr8SfKmc4qYMbsOsQWjQdrplCLlK_ydlZSEybcG4lr6lLBx_VyrIV6Dw7Yz-gBdI/s72-c/b.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-7773319500505632683</id><published>2013-06-30T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-30T11:46:26.947-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="catastrophes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="disasters"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Russia"/><title type='text'>It takes a lot to shake up a Russian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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On June 30, 1908, either a comet or a meteorite touched down in the Vanavara neighborhood of the Stony Tunguska River in Siberia, causing one of the greatest natural catastrophes in history. The explosion devastated an area of 1,500 square miles, blowing away millions of trees, two towns, and a whole host of reindeer. The shock was felt more than 600 miles away; even so, scientists did not get around to investigating until 1927.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/7773319500505632683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/06/it-takes-lot-to-shake-up-russian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/7773319500505632683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/7773319500505632683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/06/it-takes-lot-to-shake-up-russian.html' title='It takes a lot to shake up a Russian'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjahX3c_FYjoVDV_4U0rz8RNRCIMuWKWKxT6stirp_FybBuSVHiZ2agZIHFa-0fCrFZao1CWVvNcGizTDmz64Fbi11V9FY_LhCKyPrTTSJeBEHJp_sUxi6SMUa32WXlsNlQs2DqjpS-60o/s72-c/tun.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-4193109217583855220</id><published>2013-06-14T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-14T11:03:42.766-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anniversaries"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="firsts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays"/><title type='text'>It&#39;s an okay old flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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On June 14, 1777, the Continental Congress approved a resolution creating a national flag. It hardly made a ripple. No one outside of the government knew about it until a blurb in a Pennsylvania newspaper mentioned it three months later.&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Flag Day!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/4193109217583855220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/06/its-okay-old-flag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/4193109217583855220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/4193109217583855220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/06/its-okay-old-flag.html' title='It&#39;s an okay old flag'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNN7dD5JnXa6uShuHOLoUyBvzCM8OCYcD6wnies9X0v73bt_DbfF6DAHtEV_-LWYH_gVqMeFT1c7JnlE5GJdZw4gLQMMzNElAzEi7lZCUAJgQDHqcaTlXQO9mPZbcf9rdCNZxYBSaocA/s72-c/fl.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-2995626150673585581</id><published>2013-06-12T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-12T11:58:32.618-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="athletes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="drugs"/><title type='text'>Tune in, turn on--and not your radio or TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Put me in, Coach&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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On June 12, 1970, Major League pitcher Dock Ellis took a trip to the mountaintop. He pitched a no-hitter for the Pittsburgh Pirates. Fourteen years later Ellis revealed that he had realized every pitcher&#39;s dream while under the influence of LSD.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ellis had dropped out about noon that day, under the impression that the Pirates had an off-day. When he found out there was a game and that he was scheduled to pitch, he decided, what the heck, you only go around and around once.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;I was psyched,&quot; Ellis recounted. &quot;I thought the ball was talking to me.&quot; Despite the feat, Ellis never pitched on acid again. After he retired, he was treated for drug dependency and later ran an antidrug program in Los Angeles. He died in 2008, of cirrhosis.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/2995626150673585581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/06/tune-in-turn-on-and-not-your-radio-or-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/2995626150673585581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/2995626150673585581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/06/tune-in-turn-on-and-not-your-radio-or-tv.html' title='Tune in, turn on--and not your radio or TV'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Z5ifx57nkv3sWA_ZOyc3UiwHhmQqIKQquroy8SJpXRE8ccKjU23CPnZTB0FdBVHKhRofOYvv35vcUX28Lc-FKJW2xM4YbZHqqzs6W-lcDpwqVWKSZxS_hjeNx6pvwtNIZ-JSSiLr0po/s72-c/doc.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-5029634314697983394</id><published>2013-06-06T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-06T11:55:20.492-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="firsts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inventions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><title type='text'>Success takes drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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On June 6, 1933, Richard Hollingsworth opened the world&#39;s first drive-in movie theater, in Camden, New Jersey. More than 600 people drove in, at 25 cents a head plus 25 cents per car, to see &lt;i&gt;Wives Beware&lt;/i&gt;, starring Adolphe Menjou. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hollingsworth had come up with the idea some years before, when he took some friends outside to show them home movies, because it was too hot indoors. He set up his projector atop his Model A and showed his movies on a sheet draped from his garage door. It was a hit. His first impulse was to show movies at gas stations, but he found that gas-station owners wouldn&#39;t pay for it. So he built his own theater, which featured ramps that tilted cars up so that people could see over the cars in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Relevant trivia: &amp;nbsp;Adolphe Menjou had earlier starred in the movies &lt;i&gt;Road Show&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;A Kiss in the Dark&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Open All Night&lt;/i&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/5029634314697983394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/06/success-takes-drive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/5029634314697983394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/5029634314697983394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/06/success-takes-drive.html' title='Success takes drive'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwhNbfw2JLjXKDIsdjnDyp0oiAN7WIoW3VEvzOZsGQ5fqBzlhSseN6_BF5hulKqSuRnPk32LwkzKNkoZCRhhKmRmtFHWyZmmVSmI_HLfmVKz1EBzt8wBfmm69ZT6jBY4NOqphpYVmmxVI/s72-c/di.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-6224810411302153669</id><published>2013-05-23T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-23T11:45:12.776-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Franklin (Ben)"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inventions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inventors"/><title type='text'>I can see queerly now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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On May 23, 1785, Ben Franklin wrote from France to a friend of his, &quot;I have only to move my eyes up and down as I want to see distinctly far and near.&quot; Old Ben was describing his latest invention, bifocal glasses. His glasses consisted of a frame with lenses in two parts, each with different focusing powers. Eyeglass frames had been invented in London in 1727. &lt;br /&gt;
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Not many citizens in the colonies wore glasses of any sort, as they cost about $100. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6224810411302153669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/05/on-may-23-1785-ben-franklin-wrote-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/6224810411302153669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/6224810411302153669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/05/on-may-23-1785-ben-franklin-wrote-from.html' title='I can see queerly now'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR5d6ktaiUhNzqkvwr9Urgw2SWkmSHf4u1Wj0NjM7rYzZBNZtjH01WFp498aeXM879KT8_8CvzCpW9T6EPlf3C_7KDn7kjlHmXJzOllkQgkut12vrv7Bt-s-jZaCxvPv1-SFvAgbSS4ok/s72-c/bf.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-5347806137671886894</id><published>2013-05-20T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-20T09:55:14.846-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="firsts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="women"/><title type='text'>Somewhere, across the ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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On May 20, 1932, Amelia Earhart flew solo across the Atlantic, five years to the day after Lindbergh&#39;s flight. &amp;nbsp;She was not only the first woman to do it solo, she was also the first person to cross the Atlantic twice. Her time of flight beat a 13-year record set by two British fliers.&lt;br /&gt;
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Earhart disappeared in 1937 while attempting to be the first person to fly around the world. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/5347806137671886894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/05/somewhere-across-ocean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/5347806137671886894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/5347806137671886894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/05/somewhere-across-ocean.html' title='Somewhere, across the ocean'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCch9YMBcUBYYYR9BsUcLS2N-W6b8NqyRAnUpbhY5aUclUQyWspbpQ7tK4qEZ9H6tEr2euda26mgYYa6OfWDGqGbX3jwCRVt0mEQNYKAlIUIyzJtez8Sq_YOE04TZqLhV0U8o6SANRVYs/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-3958120733710167523</id><published>2013-05-19T09:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-19T09:33:57.186-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="religion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Russell (Bertrand)"/><title type='text'>Russelling, part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Bertrand Russell’s 140&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday was yesterday. (See yesterday’s entry.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “I am as
firmly convinced that religions do harm as I am that they are untrue,” Russell
wrote. “I think all the great religions of the world—Buddhism, Hinduism,
Christianity, Islam—both untrue and harmful.”&amp;nbsp;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;The problem
with religion, Russell thought, was that it was based on faith instead of
evidence. “A habit of basing convictions on evidence,” he wrote, “…would, if it
became general, cure most of the ills from which the world is suffering. But at
present, in most countries, education aims at preventing the growth of such a
habit…” (Are you listening, you purveyors of creation “science”?)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In 1925,
Russell published a small book called &lt;i&gt;What
I Believe&lt;/i&gt;. In it, he wrote that there were forces making for happiness and
ones making for misery in the world, and he classed religion among the latter. He
likened religion—religious dogma, that is--to a kind of armor that shielded its
wearer against “the shafts of impartial evidence.”&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Fear is
the basis of religious dogma,” he wrote. Fear of nature gave rise to religion,
and the fear of death—and life—perpetuates it. “Religion, since it has its
source in terror, has dignified certain kinds of fear and made people think
them not disgraceful. In this it has done mankind a great disservice:&lt;i&gt; all &lt;/i&gt;fear is bad.” Russell said that
while he didn’t welcome death, he had no terror of it, even though he denied
the possibility of immortality. “Happiness is none the less true happiness
because it must come to an end, nor do thought and love lose their value
because they are not everlasting.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A major
defect of religion as Russell saw it was its individualism; the defect, if it
is one, is even more glaring today, when everyone claims to have a personal
relationship with God. The dialogue, or duologue, between one’s soul and God
was, Russell granted, at one time a thing devoutly to be wished, because to do
the will of God, which led to virtue, was possible and even desirable in a
society dominated by the state. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “This
individualism of the separate soul had its value at certain stages of history,”
Russell insisted, “but in the modern world we need rather a social than an
individual conception of welfare.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In short,
Russell might have put it, ask not what God can do for you; ask what you can do
for your God. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt; &amp;nbsp;Bertrand Russell, the greatest philosopher
of the 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century, was born on May 18, 1872. He is best known for
his works on logic, knowledge, and mathematics; his &lt;i&gt;A History of Western Philosophy&lt;/i&gt; is an elegant and entertaining
overview of the thoughts and thinkers of the Western world from pre-Socratic
times down to his day. He received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1950.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In 1927 Russell gave a speech in London
called “Why I Am Not a Christian.” He defined a Christian as one who a)
believes in God and immortality, and b) believes, at the very least, that Jesus
Christ was “if not divine, at least the best and wisest of men.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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out some of the arguments for the existence of God. In short order he demolished:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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     have a cause, then God must have a cause,” Russell said. “If there can be
     anything without a cause, it may just as well be the world as God.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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     Argument from Design. (Everything in the world has been created so that we
     can live in it and appreciate it, and if it weren’t made just so, we could
     not live in it.) “It is a most astonishing thing that people can believe
     that this world…should be the best that omnipotence and omniscience have
     been able to produce in millions of years,” Russell said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;The Moral Argument. (There would be no right or
     wrong unless God existed.) Russell pointed out that if God created both
     right and wrong, then there was no difference in quality or truth between
     the two, and therefore it became meaningless to say that God is good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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second condition, concerning the character of Christ, Russell first admitted
that Jesus said some wonderful things, among them “Turn the other cheek,”
“Judge not lest ye be judged,” and “Sell that which thou hast, and give to the
poor.” But he noted that he was consistently less than wise, as he firmly
believed that his second coming would happen within the lifetimes of those he
was addressing. And because he believed in hell, and angrily condemned those
who did not heed his warnings about eternal punishment, Russell judged Jesus to
be far less than a paragon of virtue. In fact he placed Socrates and Buddha
above him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “The Christian
religion, as organized in its churches,” Russell concluded, “has been and still
is the principal enemy of moral progress in the world…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “When you hear
people in church debasing themselves…it seems contemptible and not worthy of
self-respecting human beings…&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;And finally:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;“A good world
needs knowledge, kindliness and courage; it does not need…a fettering of the
free intelligence by the words uttered long ago by ignorant men.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1057546970399223140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/05/russelling-with-religion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/1057546970399223140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/1057546970399223140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2013/05/russelling-with-religion.html' title='Russelling with religion'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFfrMgpBvQ2R4kGU9PvqRohgNh2E2E56SJvmkoygp40zQSs9oGje4lkbxSIdPg5OgcBjhK8hEQ31H9UKQmV8XbFLi5Elq3oR-PqJYtJARv5XeHhpqwF65cV44hC-xtom20o3vALYY_oc/s72-c/rus.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-4326593777761695337</id><published>2013-05-16T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-16T09:35:14.291-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="firsts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inventions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inventors"/><title type='text'>Just the fax</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;The first
fax service, between the cities of Paris and Lyon, France, a distance of over
200 miles, was established on this date in the year—got a guess? How about 1865,
eleven years before Alexander Graham Bell invented the telephone? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Better than
that, the fax machine was actually patented in 1843, by Alexander Bain, a
Scottish clockmaker. He called it a &lt;i&gt;pantelegraph&lt;/i&gt;,
because he envisioned it transmitting messages over telegraph lines. His
invention used pendulums at each end of the line to transmit messages, and he
never could them to synchronize, so he threw in the towel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Twenty years later,
a Catholic priest named Giovanni Caselli and his partner, Gustav Froment, got
the bugs out and unveiled a fax that sent messages written on ordinary paper,
and could send several simultaneously. They demonstrated their device to
Emperor Napoleon III of France, who liked it so much he passed a law
establishing the world’s first fax service. &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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On May 13, 1787, eleven ships left
England with a cargo of 730 convicts, including over 100 women, bound for the
sunny shores of Australia. The Mother Country had formerly unloaded their
surplus prisoners on the American colonies, but that ended with the Revolution.
&amp;nbsp;Nine months later, the ships landed in
New South Wales and founded the settlement that would become Sydney. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was hardly a hardy bunch of
pioneers. Some were hardened criminals, but many were simply poor folk who had
taken to stealing food or clothing. They found life even harder in the new
land. &amp;nbsp;Many were turned into slaves. In
the aptly named Van Diemen’s Land, now Tasmania, the worst criminals were put
to work in chain gangs and in quarries. Life was so brutal that suicide pacts
were common. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In 1822, convict named Alexander
Pearce escaped with some other prisoners. When he was apprehended after several
months, he was asked what had happened to his companions. He confessed that he’d
eaten them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The book to read on the subject of
the settling of Australia by convicts is &lt;i&gt;The
Fatal Shore&lt;/i&gt;, by Robert Hughes. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;The hour when you learn that all is vain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;And that Hope sows what Love shall never reap&lt;/em&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/3999680050717036551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/05/rossetti-stoned-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/3999680050717036551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/646390512881411498/posts/default/3999680050717036551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themisforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/05/rossetti-stoned-again.html' title='Rossetti, stoned again'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233622751209485147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-646390512881411498.post-7210362881061468491</id><published>2013-05-11T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-11T09:20:27.626-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Misforgotten (excerpt)"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing"/><title type='text'>Just this one line makes us slightly ill</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe align=&quot;left&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; marginheight=&quot;0&quot; marginwidth=&quot;0&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=themisf-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=1564782921&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr&quot; style=&quot;align: left; height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;American writer Stanley Elkin was born on this day in 1930. He wrote:&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;&lt;em&gt;If you can&#39;t make people miserable by writing, what&#39;s the point&lt;/em&gt;?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ariel Durant wrote:&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;&lt;em&gt;It is good that a historian should remind himself, now and then, that he is a particle pontificating on infinity&lt;/em&gt;.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Jewels from the Tower of London. Blood had posed as a preacher in order to win
the confidence of Talbot Edwards, the 77-year-old keeper of the Crown Jewels.
On the morning of the heist, Blood showed up at the Tower with three friends
and somehow talked Talbot into letting them see the Crown Jewels. Once he did,
they bound and gagged the old man, and stuck an iron hook in his nose for good
measure. As he kept struggling, they conked him on the head with a mallet and
stabbed him in the stomach.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Blood used the mallet to flatten out St. Edward’s Crown, and
stuck it inside his preacher’s cloak. He and his pals stuck as many jewels in
their pockets as they could and fled. Somehow, Talbot got ungagged and cried
out. Blood shot one pursuer, and the frightened drawbridge guard let the crooks
go out. Blood was chased and caught by a Captain Beckman, after a “robustious
struggle.” He and the other thieves, also nabbed, were held prisoners in the
Tower. Blood refused to talk to anyone but the king himself, and during an
audience granted by that august personage, the silver-tongued Blood wangled not
only a royal pardon, but a pension of 500 pounds a year. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Harry S Truman was born on this day in 1884.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;I sit here all day,&quot; Truman said, &quot;trying to do the things they ought to have sense enough to do without my persuading them. That&#39;s all the powers of the President amount to.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sounds modest enough, but to read another take on the matter, see &lt;a href=&quot;http://farewells.blogspot.com/search/label/Vidal&quot;&gt;Gore Vidal on Truman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The first Academy Awards presentation to be shown on TV was on this day in 1953.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;&lt;i&gt;We are drawn to our television sets each April the way we are drawn to the scene of an accident&lt;/i&gt;.&quot; -- Vincent Canby.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Saint, n.: A dead sinner revised and edited.&quot; -- Ambrose Bierce.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today&#39;s Perverse Verse:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;It&#39;s a sad fact but one that we secretly relish&lt;br /&gt;That those whose wholesomest words and deeds we most embellish&lt;br /&gt;And whom we venerate as a saint,&lt;br /&gt;Ain&#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, it seems, has one skeleton in his or her closet or another,&lt;br /&gt;Including that most saintly of all figures you can think of--&lt;br /&gt;Your mother.&lt;br /&gt;Even Mother Teresa, we now know, had her moments of doubt and misgiving,&lt;br /&gt;Times when she exclaimed to herself: &quot;This is a hell of a way to make a living!&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is the birthday of Albert Einstein, born 1879.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;&lt;i&gt;I have never met a man yet who understands in the least what Einstein is driving at...I very seriously doubt that Einstein himself knows what he is driving at&lt;/i&gt;.&quot; -- William Henry Cardinal O&#39;Connor.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today&#39;s Perverse Verse:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Apparently, E=MC squared&lt;br /&gt;-- Has anyone ever cared?&lt;br /&gt;It may be a gas&lt;br /&gt;That energy is mass&lt;br /&gt;To some;&lt;br /&gt;But what&#39;s Einstein to us,&lt;br /&gt;Who can&#39;t tell minus from plus?&lt;br /&gt;-- A bum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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American beat writer Jack Kerouac was born on this day in 1922.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;&lt;i&gt;That&#39;s not writing, that&#39;s typing&lt;/i&gt;.&quot; -- Truman Capote, on Kerouac&#39;s famous novel,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;On The Road&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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