Category Archives: Blogosphere

The Red Army’s camp followers

Francis Sedgemore has a nice video of the something-or-other women’s unit marching past the reviewing stand at the recent Chinese army hoo-rah. Sure they’re carrying guns. But the real message is in their shorts skirts, white go-go boots, and the fact that they’re bringing up the rear of the military parade. Obviously the boys are not going to have to rely on the indigenous talent when they go campaigning.

Twelve Measly Trees

Cobb does a fine job summarizing a scientific scandal about, what else, human-induced global warming. Seems a goodly portion of the worldwide scare’s convincing data was cherry picked:

"Twelve trees whose growth rings were the basis of the conclusions that have shaken the world were selected by a dude named [Keith] Briffa and another dude named [Steve] McIntyre has called him on it. But it took years. Huh what? I mean to say quite plainly that the ‘overwhelming majority of scientists’ made their conclusion on the basis of a report whose original data was not made available for scientific review. The big bloody secret was that it was twelve measly trees."

It’s a complicated argument, in case you’re entering it late, but the Register and Bishop Hill also explain it well.

Via Cobb and Random Jottings.

MEANWHILE: Climate science heads are already being sought in the UK.

Anthony Watts posts Briffa’s defense, such as it is, and then pithily rejects it.

TREE COUNT: Rereading Bishop, I see there were twelve, ten or five trees depending on which year of research you choose to deplore. Twelve is the more generous. Still measly.

MORE from McIntyre’s co-researcher Ross McKitrick: "Whatever is going on here, it is not science." I wonder if it all began as Briffa’s attempt to save his job for some reason. You know, make a big discovery, prove his worth? And then Al Gore and his cronies took over. Pols are always looking for a big controversy to justify their existence. Stir in the Dictators Club’s IPCC, and the earth is doomed.

Boots over Afghanistan

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A favorite photo by freelance Afghanistan correspondent Michael Yon: PJs on a casualty run. I’ve been helping support him with a little here and there for several years. You should, too. You know?

Sol’s new spots

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The sunspot drought hasn’t ended entirely yet, but these new Earth-size ones are the first in more than a year on the Earth-facing side of Sol. They’re a hopeful sign that we may not, afterall, be headed for more ice and cold than usual from the deepest solar minimum in almost a century.

Russian navy laugh

Russian navy howl, actually, this g-dawful navy chorus rendition of the Beatle’s Let It Be. They should have been smart enough to just let it be. Tatyana and I may be on the outs lately but I couldn’t resist linking to this hoot she put up. Funny as it is, it’s a little disconcerting, especially the sailorwomen in their excessive red lipstick, too-tight blouses and F-me shoes doing their 1950s pop-group arm swings. Cultural differences really can be profound sometimes.

Carders

Carders is Cobb’s timely abbreviation for people who "play the race card." Sort of like Truthers and Birthers. I like it. So does VanderLeun at American Digest. About time these folks were equated with the nut fringe.

On the other hand, Cobb says the Carders are not really nuts, like the Truthers and, arguably, the Birthers. The Carders just need to be corrected to understand not that there is no racism but that "it is not their grandfather’s racism." Theophilus Eugene "Bull" Conner, for instance, has been in his grave since 1973.

I’m not so sure. There certainly is racism and some of it, as Cobb says, is criminal. And plenty more is deceitful. But I think some Carders really are nuts. Others, like Sharpton and Jackson, and Carter, do it to make money, by keeping themselves in the limelight. Correcting them would hardly be effective.

Below the fold

This bit of newspaper jargon, "below the fold," means something on the front page below the folding across the middle of a broadsheet newspaper so it fits in a newspaper rack on the street corner. Which displays the top-half (above the fold) of the newspaper’s front page. The phrase is being used incorrectly in blogs. Strange that it would be used at all, actually.

In blogs, rare reader Veeshir tells me, it means to click on the "more" where the post stops on the front page. Which takes you "inside" to read the rest of the post. But, in newspaper jargon, that would be taking "the jump," to the "jump page" inside. So a blogger who wants to use the jargon correctly should say "after the jump" instead of "below the fold." But, given the (frequently justifiable) contempt that many bloggers have for newspapers, I don’t imagine the usage is any sort of homage. Maybe that’s why it’s been redefined.