I was going someplace with all this, earlier, but I lost track. Friday morning, I stumbled across a point about journalism, and the reason why I’ve abandoned the Dallas Morning News, for the Houston Chronicle, as a weekly read, since the Houston paper doesn’t pretend to be unbiased. This was hilarious to me, in a sick, twisted way. And it only points to the problem, as well.
From Business Week, an article about five points to a better presentation, and I’m wondering, following those five points, if that would be a mere five rounds.
And what to do for an encore?
It’s all about bias, and I don’t pretend not to have one.
Petrochemical ideas:
It’s getting a lot tougher to buy gas for a rent car. Or any vehicle – besides something that runs Willie’s Bio-diesel. Rough estimate: 50% of the oil, which is then refined into gasoline and other petrochemical products (plastic comes to mind), is from the Middle East, last figures I saw put 40% from Saudi oil fields. Saudi Arabia is a monarchy, with the Koran (Qur’an – Allah be praised) as the constitution.
So a portion of the gasoline each of us buys is helping to fund a monarchy based upon Islam. Did I get that right? Unless, of course, one purchases gasoline from other sources? Right? Like CITGO?
Wait, CITGO is wholly owned by the Venezuelan government, a dictatorship trying to take down the US, according to some opinions?
I’m going to hazard a guess here, I’m not so sure that one is better than the other, but coming from from an errant astrologer in the heart of Texas, I’m guessing that the guy in Venezuela is better to deal with. So far, Venezuelan extremists haven’t flown any planes into our buildings.
I’ll be the first to admit, though, I could be all wrong.
Musical notes:
Following the advice of TFG, there’s nothing like letting 71 or better yet, 87, unspool while the second disk of H3’s latest is running as a musical addition.
Road Food:
Laird’s BBQ, on the right-hand side. The place for good, local color. The conversations were insightful, in a colloquial way – and Friday is Steak Night: Big slab of sirloin, done right, on a grill. Laird’s in Llano.
Useful French:
“La police, ne t’a pas encore trouvé?” (much, much more here)
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