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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10titles.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemtitles.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236</id><updated>2009-10-08T22:10:43.026-04:00</updated><title type="text">Wittingshire</title><subtitle type="html">Welcome, all--dwarves, elves, hobbits, orcs, eagles, wizards, red-state Rohan and blue-state Gondor.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Wittingshire" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>Wittingshire</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><feedburner:browserFriendly>This is an XML content feed. It is intended to be viewed in a newsreader or syndicated to another site.</feedburner:browserFriendly><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-461964633608497730</id><published>2009-08-14T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T15:20:00.683-04:00</updated><title type="text">Another question I can't answer off the top of my head</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/461964633608497730" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/461964633608497730" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/Z1YP8DHNg98/another-question-i-cant-answer-off-top.html" title="Another question I can't answer off the top of my head" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">... from the twelve-year-old: "What's the difference between a loin and a groin?"At least this one wasn't about how space bends.&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-question-i-cant-answer-off-top.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-685672347470737893</id><published>2009-08-11T19:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:20:36.494-04:00</updated><title type="text">If Being is finite...</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/685672347470737893" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/685672347470737893" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/eJntrv_IJo0/if-being-is-finite.html" title="If Being is finite..." /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">Jonathan read this to us at breakfast a couple of days ago.From Melissus ("the Samian disciple of Parmenides," disagreeing here with Parmenides, who had declared that Being is spatially finite):If...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-being-is-finite.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-8934695886498542189</id><published>2009-08-04T10:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:15:29.394-04:00</updated><title type="text">Boys (and men)</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/8934695886498542189" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/8934695886498542189" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/iq6DGmpl5KA/boys-and-men.html" title="Boys (and men)" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">Several of you have been kind enough to wonder if the Witts are okay. Yes, we are. I'm just busy planning for the college composition courses I'll be teaching in the fall, and for home school as...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/08/boys-and-men.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-7143058432734347845</id><published>2009-06-04T09:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:32:51.895-04:00</updated><title type="text">Mr. Potato Head Constitution</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/7143058432734347845" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/7143058432734347845" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/BXpB0B3dNuo/mr-potato-head-constitution.html" title="Mr. Potato Head Constitution" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">Jonathan has an article, "The Mr. Potato Head Constitution," up at The American Spectator Online. As the title indicates, it's both funny and scary.&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/06/mr-potato-head-constitution.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-8245898374776761821</id><published>2009-05-26T12:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:12:00.316-04:00</updated><title type="text">"But I didn't mean to ..."</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/8245898374776761821" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/8245898374776761821" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/CCJAnhra0jg/but-i-didnt-mean-to.html" title="&quot;But I didn't mean to ...&quot;" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">Here's Anthony Esolen's response:Let us suppose I have a fancy revolver with twenty chambers.   Suppose that we put one bullet in the revolver, in one of the chambers.  Suppose also that I and my pal...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/05/but-i-didnt-mean-to.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-8770804035771471704</id><published>2009-05-22T11:35:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:48:59.181-04:00</updated><title type="text">Work with your hands</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/8770804035771471704" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/8770804035771471704" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/BM4mxC39uuM/work-with-your-hands.html" title="Work with your hands" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">In grad school I had a brilliant literature professor who loved to cook because, he said, it was hands-on and gave an immediate reward, unlike his professional life. He needed something concrete.I...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/05/work-with-your-hands.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-2570772357582500288</id><published>2009-05-12T12:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:45:28.566-04:00</updated><title type="text">Why Capitalism is the Solution, Not the Problem</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/2570772357582500288" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/2570772357582500288" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/eXWAXBLRctE/why-capitalism-is-solution-not-problem.html" title="Why Capitalism is the Solution, Not the Problem" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">Update: The Michael Medved Show streams here.Our friend Jay Richards will be on the Michael Medved Show today talking about his new book, Money, Greed, and God: Why Capitalism Is the Solution and Not...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-capitalism-is-solution-not-problem.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-7983704709271624521</id><published>2009-05-08T10:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:03:47.817-04:00</updated><title type="text" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/7983704709271624521" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/7983704709271624521" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/OqSuOtDEckc/blog-post.html" title="" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2YYCgx_Hl8/SgQ7uIYf0sI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/fjE9KG5B-0Y/s72-c/spring+100_0135.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-5225927397739323655</id><published>2009-05-08T09:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:01:31.313-04:00</updated><title type="text">Social In-Security</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/5225927397739323655" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/5225927397739323655" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/lduYbvDjIms/social-in-security.html" title="Social In-Security" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">It’s no mere accounting blunder that Social Security cannot fund the long retirements of the baby boom generation. It’s no mere regulatory glitch that these same retiring boomers will not be able to...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/05/social-in-security.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-4501947883430056999</id><published>2009-05-01T09:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:12:53.505-04:00</updated><title type="text">Friday Fun with Garage Doors</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/4501947883430056999" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/4501947883430056999" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/PbdKi26spKI/friday-fun-wth-garage-doors.html" title="Friday Fun with Garage Doors" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">Jonathan's dad called a couple of days ago and told us this story: He was in the house when Jonathan's mother started hollering something incoherent from the garage. He dashed out to see what was...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-fun-wth-garage-doors.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-7831327413915629725</id><published>2009-04-24T10:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:30:03.435-04:00</updated><title type="text">Friday Fun: Tim Hawkins</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/7831327413915629725" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/7831327413915629725" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/SeUMomzVNNM/friday-fun-tim-hawkins.html" title="Friday Fun: Tim Hawkins" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">To get the next one, you first need to have seen Carrie Underwood's "Jesus Take the Wheel"--a song whose sentiment I appreciate, its sentimentality not so much. Tim Hawkins' take is really funny:&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-fun-tim-hawkins.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-5984690483833540916</id><published>2009-04-15T07:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:17:06.062-04:00</updated><title type="text">Where did that come from?</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/5984690483833540916" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/5984690483833540916" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/fgR5EOMLjfw/where-did-that-come-from.html" title="Where did that come from?" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2YYCgx_Hl8/SeS0tg3HHbI/AAAAAAAAAzI/sFxq9anv-ZM/s72-c/DSC_0073.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">Yep, we did it. We got chickens. After three days, eight hens, and thirteen eggs, we have learned that:Isa Browns like to play outside, only dashing in to lay an egg in a nesting box now and again....&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-did-that-come-from.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-5656123253812368248</id><published>2009-04-14T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:50:00.360-04:00</updated><title type="text" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/5656123253812368248" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/5656123253812368248" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/F6FiCxjsTB4/blog-post_14.html" title="" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2YYCgx_Hl8/SeRvl6boWDI/AAAAAAAAAy4/JYvrnZl2FoA/s72-c/DSC_0119.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_14.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-5876557231646599756</id><published>2009-04-14T08:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:45:00.824-04:00</updated><title type="text">Giving</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/5876557231646599756" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/5876557231646599756" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/CfnlPwYwyo0/giving.html" title="Giving" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">From Rodney Stark's Cities of God: The Real Story of How Christianity Became an Urban Movement and Conquered Rome:In 362, when Emperor Julian launched a campaign to revive paganism, he recognized...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/04/giving.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-6428808234938814389</id><published>2009-04-12T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:01:00.118-04:00</updated><title type="text">He is Risen!</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/6428808234938814389" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/6428808234938814389" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/L-RT8T98u9w/he-is-risen.html" title="He is Risen!" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2YYCgx_Hl8/SeCGRlS5q-I/AAAAAAAAAyw/UJctAlhIWTU/s72-c/DSC_0047.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-is-risen.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-111144877000633825</id><published>2009-04-10T07:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T07:24:00.253-04:00</updated><title type="text">Terrible Friday</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/111144877000633825" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/111144877000633825" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/WMpo0vKvklg/gods-will.html" title="Terrible Friday" /><author><name>Amanda Witt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><content type="html">Listen to the phrasing of our prayers: Please heal her--but if not, then your will be done. Please give me a job--but if not, your will be done. Please bring home my lost child--but if not, your will...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2007/03/gods-will.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-3440305051139304228</id><published>2009-04-08T10:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:50:41.364-04:00</updated><title type="text" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/3440305051139304228" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/3440305051139304228" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/JXl78hIxYyA/blog-post.html" title="" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2YYCgx_Hl8/Sdy5uF-m8hI/AAAAAAAAAyo/X3CvPPAq4P4/s72-c/DSC_0018.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-3417366665288421002</id><published>2009-04-08T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:45:11.810-04:00</updated><title type="text">Meaningless, meaningless? Maybe Not.</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/3417366665288421002" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/3417366665288421002" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/lPoOxwlpkyo/meaningless-meaningless-maybe-not.html" title="Meaningless, meaningless? Maybe Not." /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">Our preacher (who, by the way, has started his own blog here) often teaches me something I didn't already know. Last week he mentioned that the Hebrew word hebel literally means "vapor" or "a...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/04/meaningless-meaningless-maybe-not.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-6361605337789828481</id><published>2009-04-06T14:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:06:20.546-04:00</updated><title type="text">Where have I been?</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/6361605337789828481" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/6361605337789828481" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/kX6SSyKJRhY/where-have-i-been.html" title="Where have I been?" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">Recent happenings in the Witt world:1. We are attempting to convert an aging garden shed into a predator-proof chicken coop. This is more complicated than we first supposed. Jonathan is talking in...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-have-i-been.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-5902823557370941268</id><published>2009-02-21T18:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T18:49:20.209-05:00</updated><title type="text">Joy</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/5902823557370941268" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/5902823557370941268" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/HKS8GX5DUi8/joy.html" title="Joy" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2YYCgx_Hl8/SaCSws-rcjI/AAAAAAAAAyg/-j6EgDZQPtc/s72-c/Leaves+100_5770.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">"Something I constantly notice is that unembarrassed joy has become rarer. Joy today is increasingly saddled with moral and ideological burdens, so to speak. When someone rejoices, he is afraid of...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-poe-for-friday-13th.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-3992966382282052860</id><published>2009-02-12T07:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:08:25.769-05:00</updated><title type="text" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/3992966382282052860" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/3992966382282052860" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/MZ0khNNr6m8/blog-post.html" title="" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2YYCgx_Hl8/SZQRMz3nxlI/AAAAAAAAAyY/QR_Z02ZypT4/s72-c/butterfly+100_9862.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-4602374222125570047</id><published>2009-02-11T06:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T06:58:00.666-05:00</updated><title type="text">Dalrymple on Beauty</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/4602374222125570047" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/4602374222125570047" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/uytpoL5uWOo/dalrymple-on-beauty.html" title="Dalrymple on Beauty" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">He's good: Originality is not, therefore, a virtue in itself, moral or artistic; and a man who sets out to be original without both the technical ability to express something new, and (most important...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wittingshire.blogspot.com/2009/02/dalrymple-on-beauty.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9477236.post-2050965418082088622</id><published>2009-02-09T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:34:01.483-05:00</updated><title type="text">On Commercials and Capitalism</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/2050965418082088622" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9477236/posts/default/2050965418082088622" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Wittingshire/~3/By6vRmX6DIs/on-commercials-and-capitalism.html" title="On Commercials and Capitalism" /><author><name>The Witts</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05686813840608446505" /></author><content type="html">Paul has up an interesting Neil Postman excerpt. In part (yes, I'm excerpting from an excerpt), it reads:...the television commercial has mounted the most serious assault on capitalist ideology since...&lt;br/&gt;
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