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News

It IS a tumah… or, Ted Kennedy has a brain tumor

May 23, 2008 Andrew Attebery

Ahh, so I just recently heard that Ted Kennedy is dying of a brain tumor. While I don’t wish an illness on anybody, especially one as horrible as this, I’m also having a difficult time feeling any sympathy for the man. Quite frankly, I think his death is coming about 30 years too late. I’m sure there are a lot of people out there that do not share my sentiment, but there are a great many that do. Ted Kennedy is a rotten, worthless, empty shell of a human being, and at the very least, should have spent a considerable amount of time in jail almost 40 years ago. For those that are unfamiliar with his previous cases of manslaughter, you might want to enlighten yourself. Based on court testimony and records, Ted was at the very least drunk while he was driving, and was also indifferent to the death of another human being. From testimony, Ted Kennedy didn’t inform authorities of the accident that directly led to the death of Mary Jo Kopechne until the next morning; he only informed authorities when he came to find out that they had already discovered her body in his car. That doesn’t sound

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Journal

Time Crunch

May 20, 2008 Andrew Attebery

Man oh man. I always say that I work best while under pressure. It’s entirely true, I do work best when I have a specific deadline (and even better if it’s looming over me), but I’ve quite literally felt like I’ve been under the gun for the past several months. I haven’t been to the point of “overload” just yet, but there have been a few moments in the past couple of hours (while coding an e-learning website for work), where my brain has seemingly fizzled and stopped working for a moment or two. Very strange. Sigh. Anyway. I have a presentation due tomorrow that will be shown to a large number of trainers, supervisors, and managers. In other words, it will be very bad if I fail. Back to work, I suppose.

Rants

The dangers of religion

May 20, 2008May 27, 2008 Andrew Attebery

I know I’m not going to be popular for this post; that’s okay. There are a great many things in this world that bother me, but ruffling a few feathers isn’t one of them. I was reading through one of my favorite forums (Arstechnica) today, and ran across a thread about geocentric religious zealots. Instead of trying to explain the entire argument, I have attached visuals from the thread that I was perusing. Here you go: If you’re still too lazy to look at the images, I’ll summarize: These are religious zealots that claim that the Earth is in fact the center of the solar system and that the sun revolves around the Earth. They also claim that there has been no successful scientific experiment to back up the claim that the Sun is the center of our solar system. I’m baffled by ignorance as blatant as this. In fact, I’m led to believe that this is just another scam being perpetrated by someone looking to make a quick buck. I’m sure (sadly) that there are enough gullible people in this world to make a scam artist like this rich, but I’m not sure which scenario is worse: a religious

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Creative, Writing

Lost in a sea of yesterdays…

May 20, 2008May 20, 2008 Andrew Attebery

In the last two weeks I’ve been writing an autobiography. I don’t claim that my life is any more interesting than anyone else’s, or anything even remotely similar. I simply have a very unique perspective on life and believe that there are people in this would that could benefit from it. I can’t really elaborate much beyond that, as it would give away the context of the book and the reasons that I’m writing it. I will say that I’m afflicted with a particular condition that does make for interesting reading. 🙂 I’ve been lost in a sea of yesterdays, sifting carefully through my past and trying to find those trivial morsels and nuggets of truth that will make for a good book. I’ve found that I’ve lived a lot of life in my intervening twenty-six years, and that I have many more ahead of me. As I Read back through the rough draft that I’ve written, Shakespeare’s “Seven Ages of Man” monologue seems even more poignant. I feel that after each successive age of life, the old me has somehow died and only my essence has carried on to now. I suppose that’s the closest equivalent to a soul

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