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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUDQX4_eip7ImA9WxJUFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449</id><updated>2009-07-13T08:31:10.042-04:00</updated><title>The Word Bird: Meaning and Myth in America</title><subtitle type="html">A cheeky--but compassionate--exploration of American history, popular culture, and politics.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/QsrW" type="application/atom+xml" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUDQX4-fCp7ImA9WxJUFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-3431453169529533649</id><published>2009-07-09T12:44:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:31:10.054-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-13T08:31:10.054-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sea squirts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="art of living dangerously" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="william gursteller" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="U.S. Constituion" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="whitney mcknight" /><title>If You Don't Use Your Brain, You Might as Well Eat It: the Case for Risky Business</title><summary type="html">How the lack of danger in your life can lead to the take over of your mind by the government, by corporations, or even by a sneaky neighbor.Author and engineer William Gurstelle, knows from risk. This is, after all, a guy who builds flamethrowers and makes gunpowder with items purchased at the Home Depot--and gives us step-by-step instructions on how to do the same.In his latest book, Absinthe &amp; &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/Piz_5jEHoAs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/3431453169529533649?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/3431453169529533649?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/Piz_5jEHoAs/if-you-dont-use-your-brain-you-might-as.html" title="If You Don't Use Your Brain, You Might as Well Eat It: the Case for Risky Business" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tdkIdO-3vmM/SlYgLevAP-I/AAAAAAAAARM/3lTwkBMa0Y0/s72-c/absinthe-and-flamethrower.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2009/07/if-you-dont-use-your-brain-you-might-as.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4DR30_fSp7ImA9WxJRFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-6958909807867523994</id><published>2009-05-17T17:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:46:16.345-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-18T10:46:16.345-04:00</app:edited><title>Philadelphia Magazine Asks the Wrong Question About Smerconish</title><summary type="html">Philadelphia Magazine wants to know,"Can a man succeed in the rabidly partisan world of talk radio by reaching out to moderates and channeling his inner Larry David?"Wrong question.Right question: Can Smerconish be exciting again by returning to his own center, and channeling his inner Michael Smerconish?Let's hope so.Next question: why does it matter?Moderate vs. mediocreFor over a year now, I &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/SQCywthjcOg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/6958909807867523994?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/6958909807867523994?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/SQCywthjcOg/philadelphia-magazine-asks-wrong.html" title="Philadelphia Magazine Asks the Wrong Question About Smerconish" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tdkIdO-3vmM/ShB_gKVryEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tgCJ6WB2dPc/s72-c/naked+mas.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2009/05/philadelphia-magazine-asks-wrong.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEFRH4zfSp7ImA9WxJSFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-2920505830131030580</id><published>2009-04-19T19:52:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:20:15.085-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-03T22:20:15.085-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="john goodman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="studio 54" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anthony page" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nathan lane" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bill irwin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the roundabout theatre" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="waiting for godot" /><title>Waiting for Godot: When "Nothing" is Funny or Sad, or Is It?</title><summary type="html">Perhaps one reason Samuel Beckett's play, Waiting for Godot,  endures is that it is a play about nothing and therefore can serve as a commentary about anything.Is the Godot of the title meant as a play on the word God? Beckett once said it was not, but later admitted that it could be an unconscious allusion.  There certainly is enough dickering by the play's main characters Vladimir, played by by&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/RzJA8KXusjI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/2920505830131030580?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/2920505830131030580?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/RzJA8KXusjI/waiting-for-godot-when-nothing-is-funny.html" title="Waiting for Godot: When &quot;Nothing&quot; is Funny or Sad, or Is It?" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tdkIdO-3vmM/Sf5Qzfd_RpI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1BiFo13HdFo/s72-c/godottherightsize.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2009/04/waiting-for-godot-when-nothing-is-funny.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQNQHk5fip7ImA9WxJSFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-4901047813972930292</id><published>2009-04-19T15:05:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:16:31.726-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-03T22:16:31.726-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="james mcmenamin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="our town" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thornton wilder" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="david cromer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="barrow street theatre" /><title>The Barrow Street Theatre's "Our Town": It Won't Be the Same Without You</title><summary type="html">It goes so fast, this play about how life goes so fast; this play about how, despite the inevitability of death, life endures; this play about how puny is our participation in this life that is ending and beginning all at once.But that the show, The Barrow Street Theatre's production of Thornton Wilder's Our Town, seemed over nearly as soon as it began is a testament to the brilliance of director&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/gYk8IudEn5o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/4901047813972930292?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/4901047813972930292?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/gYk8IudEn5o/barrow-street-theaters-our-town-it-wont.html" title="The Barrow Street Theatre's &quot;Our Town&quot;: It Won't Be the Same Without You" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tdkIdO-3vmM/Sf5P72z6B7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/dNsWjh0k8_w/s72-c/davidcromer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2009/04/barrow-street-theaters-our-town-it-wont.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIHR3w4fSp7ImA9WxJTEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-8900672404917360657</id><published>2008-12-31T09:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:35:36.235-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-17T21:35:36.235-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="augustus" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bush" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bopp-Yue vanguard" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marc antony" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Yue" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bopp" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rahm emanuel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="caesar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="whitney mcknight" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="freedom" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="barack hussein obama" /><title>Beautiful and Blessed Obama: What's in a Name?</title><summary type="html">When fiction writers make this stuff up it's almost too precious to be read as anything other than allegorical satire...but when it happens in real life...well, it's almost too precious to be read as anything other than allegorical satire.The Washington Times is reporting on a movement within the RNC (Republican National Committee) to smack down anyone in the party who trends Socialist, beginning&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/pZcTOAmY1oE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/8900672404917360657?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/8900672404917360657?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/pZcTOAmY1oE/bopp-yue-bush-revue-whats-in-name.html" title="Beautiful and Blessed Obama: What's in a Name?" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2008/12/bopp-yue-bush-revue-whats-in-name.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcFSXY7eip7ImA9WxJSFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-2241038516102733570</id><published>2008-11-23T20:49:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:16:58.802-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-03T23:16:58.802-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="objectivism" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="libertarian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new york magazine" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ayn rand" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="capitalism" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="whitney mcknight" /><title>Feeling a Bit Ayn Randy...</title><summary type="html">This nibblet in New York magazine a couple of weeks ago caught my attention: "Free-Market Meat Market".Apparently, TheAtlasphere.com,  a site dedicated to all things Ayn Rand, has an Internet dating service.  Isn't that just the way lovers of Atlas Shrugged and The Fountainhead should become lovers?A Sample Fare:"lostpainting" of MD"Please note: If you're overweight, I won't date you.  If you &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/5ccxmNozFDQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/2241038516102733570?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/2241038516102733570?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/5ccxmNozFDQ/feeling-bit-ayn-randy.html" title="Feeling a Bit Ayn Randy..." /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tdkIdO-3vmM/Sf5d2bKo_YI/AAAAAAAAAKk/OjKxaJJQqsI/s72-c/aynrand.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2008/11/feeling-bit-ayn-randy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AMQXs_fCp7ImA9WxRUEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-4538965018880168070</id><published>2008-11-19T16:01:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:16:20.544-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-20T16:16:20.544-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="david hackett fischer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="south jersey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="apologia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quakers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="albion's seed" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quakerism" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="puritans" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="whitney mcknight" /><title>Hey, Girl...where's your website?  Ask the Quakers...</title><summary type="html">What do Quakers have to do with anything?Hang on...let me first tell you the good news is that I have temporarily taken down my website (which is why if you were looking for it, you're here instead) because I have been so booked, I haven't had the time to re-write the content to update it. The bad news is, that could eventually mean when I am not so busy, no one will remember all the things I've &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/WgypUnSQLXg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/4538965018880168070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/4538965018880168070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/WgypUnSQLXg/hey-girlwheres-your-website-ask-quakers.html" title="Hey, Girl...where's your website?  Ask the Quakers..." /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2008/11/hey-girlwheres-your-website-ask-quakers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8ESX09cSp7ImA9WxZWGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-1628394578269035797</id><published>2008-03-19T22:13:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:20:08.369-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-20T00:20:08.369-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="election 2008" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="HBO" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="David McCullough" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mcknight" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="paradox" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tibet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Adams" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="whitney" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dalai lama" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Dickinson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rilke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="buddhists" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tibetan unrest" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="freedom" /><title>McCullough's John Adams: United and Apart is Best</title><summary type="html">I. United--while Divided--We StandFortunately, in our home we share a love of American history--and a really, really good story--and so all have been positively glued to the HBO series based on David McCullough's Pulitzer Prize winning biography, John Adams. The script is true to McCullough's text--he was very involved in its treatment for the screen. As I watch, I am also aware of how much more &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/HoZnauK4sOw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/1628394578269035797?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/1628394578269035797?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/HoZnauK4sOw/mcculloughs-john-adams-united-and-apart.html" title="McCullough's John Adams:&lt;br&gt; United and Apart is Best" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2008/03/mcculloughs-john-adams-united-and-apart.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAMRX4-cCp7ImA9WxZWGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-3611521655515319610</id><published>2008-03-17T20:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:39:44.058-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-17T20:39:44.058-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teen agers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booksquare" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="right brain" /><title>Good News for Right Brainers</title><summary type="html">This just in from Booksquare:We are in fact raising a nation of readers, writers, and publishing prospects:http://www.booksquare.com/the-market-that-yours-to-lose/&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/2o3dUMmsagQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/3611521655515319610?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/3611521655515319610?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/2o3dUMmsagQ/good-news-for-right-brainers.html" title="Good News for Right Brainers" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2008/03/good-news-for-right-brainers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4DQnY9eyp7ImA9WxZWGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-1284518883261438376</id><published>2008-03-16T14:49:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:32:53.863-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-17T21:32:53.863-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dan pink" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="whitney" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thinking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="johnny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mcknight" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adventures" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rob ten pas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="right brain" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="manga" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bunko" /><title>Manga Management Redux</title><summary type="html">Shortly after I pre-viewed it from mere gleanings, not actual readings, Riverhead/Penguin provided me with a copy of Daniel Pink's The Adventures of Johnny Bunko, illustrated by Manga artist, Rob Ten Pas. (Thanks.)Now I have some questions.But, first, some kudos and a critical note.Being over 40, I am old as dirt when compared to the early twenty-something audience Pink and Ten Pas intend to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/d66xOQu9II0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/1284518883261438376?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/1284518883261438376?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/d66xOQu9II0/manga-management-redux.html" title="Manga Management Redux" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2008/03/manga-management-redux.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcDSHk5eSp7ImA9WxJSFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-5291517353607316262</id><published>2008-03-02T08:23:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:17:59.721-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-03T23:17:59.721-04:00</app:edited><title>If I were to Eat, Love, Pray on my publisher's dime, I would perform a spiritual epiphany, too</title><summary type="html">After resisting it for two years, reluctant to spend time reading a book I predicted would be exactly what it is, I succumbed to the urgings of several friends, and I have just finished Elizabeth Gilbert's Eat, Love, Pray.I enjoyed it. But did I find it to be the de facto 21st Century spiritual journey it is marketed to be? Not so much. (As it has been on the NYT Bestseller list for scores of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/MbE8UyvgaQo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/5291517353607316262?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/5291517353607316262?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/MbE8UyvgaQo/if-i-were-to-eat-love-pray-on-my.html" title="If I were to Eat, Love, Pray on my publisher's dime, I would perform a spiritual epiphany, too" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tdkIdO-3vmM/Sf5eXt-O9uI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pSvfsT9ExbI/s72-c/eatlovepray.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2008/03/if-i-were-to-eat-love-pray-on-my.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYMR3s-eSp7ImA9WxJSFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-3007305570362615148</id><published>2008-02-23T20:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:29:46.551-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-03T22:29:46.551-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dan pink" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="whitney" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="johnny bunko" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mcknight" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adventures" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rob ten pas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="right brain" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="manga" /><title>Manga Management</title><summary type="html">Dan Pink, author of "A Whole New Mind" and "Free Agent Nation", has entered the American office by way of Tokyo. His latest work is Manga-inspired The Adventures of Johnny Bunko, a graphic book of advice for the young careerist ("graphic" = "comic book", not violent and bloody, for non-publishing industry people).BusinessWeek offers the first Pink peek at Bunko, and its promise is fresh. For a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/9pXqwBWvo5E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/3007305570362615148?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/3007305570362615148?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/9pXqwBWvo5E/manga-management.html" title="Manga Management" /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tdkIdO-3vmM/Sf5S84ckdiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6pUL6KOsgjc/s72-c/johnnybunko.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2008/02/manga-management.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYDQ3o4eyp7ImA9WBdWGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-111518886467004730</id><published>2005-05-06T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T08:49:32.433-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2005-05-12T08:49:32.433-04:00</app:edited><title>With half my brain tied behind my back...</title><summary type="html">   "Meaning is the new money."~Daniel H. Pink  According to Daniel H. Pink, author of A Whole New Mind: Moving from the Information Age to the Conceptual Age (Riverhead Books 2005), it is now artists, creative writers, designers, and other so-called right-brain dominant thinkers who are winning in the market place.In his well-researched and highly-accessible book, Pink asserts that this era of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/EeCgTaBziis" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/111518886467004730?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/111518886467004730?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/EeCgTaBziis/with-half-my-brain-tied-behind-my-back.html" title="With half my brain tied behind my back..." /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2005/05/with-half-my-brain-tied-behind-my-back.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUABSH4_fip7ImA9WBdQF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11983449.post-111350567923906251</id><published>2005-04-14T12:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T18:42:39.046-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2005-04-17T18:42:39.046-04:00</app:edited><title>I may be clueless, but here's some advice.</title><summary type="html">"How do I know what I think until I see what I say?" E.M. ForsterOne of the 20th Century's greatest observers and chroniclers of human nature, Forster refers to writing as a creative process that helps to focus the mind and cogently organize thoughts.And yet, as a professional communicator who, with this post officially births her own Blog Star, I have my doubts about this public mapping of my &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~4/Z4Zt8OXl4ww" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/111350567923906251?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11983449/posts/default/111350567923906251?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/QsrW/~3/Z4Zt8OXl4ww/i-may-be-clueless-but-heres-some.html" title="I may be clueless, but here's some advice." /><author><name>Whitney McKnight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17909633050516199044</uri><email>whitneymcknight@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18245943400299463983" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thewordbirdreview.com/2005/04/i-may-be-clueless-but-heres-some.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
