I know this guy I call Lambert even though that's not really his name any more than I'm 120 years old (aww, c'mon, look it up) and he runs a site just like I do and I know he scrambles for content the same and I feel a certain amount of sympathy for that position but I so very rarely post anything except Duncan Black style "Hey look at this interesting thing over here" that I'm reluctant to contribute.
On the other hand, in support of my bloggy peers and acquaintances (a collection of riff-raff and villainy rarely found outside of Mos Eisley) I regularly talk about "art" music and rather than fry your minds with the Sunday slime I vainly imagine you might prefer a trip in time back to the long-haired days of Chopin and Beethoven.
This week's installment is about Romanticism, one of my least favorite movements except to listen to.
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While both support the Affordable Care Act, also known as Obamacare, the two disagreed over whether a single-payer option should be added to the program.
“I don’t have a problem with universal health care, [but] single payer doesn’t work,” [Republican Downey Councilman Mario Guerra] said. “You’re taking away choices. I want to choose my own doctor, not go to a doctor the government gives me.”
[former Assemblyman and Democrat Tony Mendoza] said, “We shouldn’t turn back now, people are suffering. It doesn’t matter what your socioeconomic status is, health care should be available to everyone.”
We're now in that season when rain means warmth, not coolth. So, it was warm today and the cloudy sky made for nicely saturated colors:
A tapestry (bangs head on desk seeking greater depth of field, but perhaps the iPad's lense, no matter how augmented, cannot deliver this?)
Jewel-like Bachelor's Buttons; and the iPad, for whatever reason, will show a crisper image on the screen than in the image produced; could be camera shake, so I should think of a tripod.
More Bachelor's Buttons. This is not a very good photograph, but it reminds me of a late DeKooning: Great random handing swaths of stuff, but still brilliant color. Read below the fold...
Texas Presbyterian whistleblower comes foward, shows how MBA misleadership class treated ebola nurses like cannon fodder
A new educational institution, the coding boot camp, is quietly emerging as the vocational school for the digital age, devoted to creating software developers.
These boot camps reflect the start-up ethic: small for-profit enterprises that are fast (classes are two to four months), nimble (revising curriculum to meet industry needs) and unconcerned with SAT scores or diplomas. Most are expensive, but some accept a share of the graduates’ first-year earnings or a finder’s fee from employers as payment.
Of course, some might call "a share of the graduates’ first-year earnings" indentured servitude, but what of that? No, I'm more concerned about the "start-up ethic," which is perhaps best shown in an annotated version of the photograph that accompanies the article: Read below the fold...