I’m HONORED!

Holy excrement, Batman, one of my posts is in a list of candidates for “Greatest Blog Post Ever” over at The Politburo Diktat, and the company it’s keeping is some fine stuff indeed.

I don’t know how Those Without Swords Can Still Die Upon Them got nominated, but I’m gratified that it made that fine list. (Edited to add: Now I know, I read the comments. Thanks, Publicola. That’s high praise indeed.) I hold no hope of winning (the selection immediately above it is Steven Den Beste’s Strategic Overview for example, and he-who-shall-not-be-named’s Pussification of the Western Male is above that), but it really is an honor to be nominated (batting my extended eyelashes at the judges, and smiling my Vaselined Tooth smile…)

UPDATE, 11/17: [Sally Field]You like me! You really like me![/Sally Field] (Either that, or my six hundred hits a day come from twelve readers who have no lives of their own.) The field has been narrowed to ten nominees, and Those Without Swords is currently in second place behind LGF’s TANG memo by only two votes. Charles’ post is more important (but mine is better written!) Anyway, I’m stunned.

On Partaking of the Fruit of the Tree of Knowledge

I’ve been running this blog now for about two and a half years. I started it because I had something to say on the specific topic of gun control, and on the more general topic of individual rights. I’ve been posting on the web, in one form or another, since about 1995 – usenet, bulletin boards, blog comments, and finally my own blog – but I’ve read far more than I’ve ever written, both online and in dead-tree format. My wife says that the computer is my mistress, as I spend more time with it than with her. She has a point. And when I’m not in front of the screen I’ve usually got my face stuck in a book. It’s a wonder she puts up with me.

But I don’t do this because it’s an enjoyable pastime (though sometimes it’s very enjoyable). It’s a lot of work, and much of it isn’t all that pleasant. I started writing on the web because I was driven to. I could sense that something wasn’t right, and I felt that I had to do whatever I could to determine what that something was, and try to correct it. I’m more interested in fact than in feeling. I’m more pragmatic than idealistic, though I hold my few ideals dear. I’m bright, but not brilliant. I’m not an original thinker, but I’m good at collecting, sifting, and collating information. I’m not inspirational, but I’m a good, technical writer. I understand my skill set and my limitations, which is apparently more than many college professors and most journalists manage, but I sometimes wonder if I shouldn’t have chosen one of those professions rather than engineering. (My job cuts drastically into my reading and writing time, you see.) But then, I’m not PC enough for either job, really, and the money’s better in engineering.

Anyway, I’m writing this exposition because all this reading and thinking has been leading somewhere, and the following essay, I hope, will help explain it to both you, the reader, and me.

The way I write essays varies. Sometimes I’ll have a specific point to make, and I’ll collect the links and quotes as I write. Is the Government Responsible for Your Protection? is a good example, or Why Ballistic Fingerprinting Doesn’t (and Won’t) Work. Those pieces are time consuming, but otherwise pretty easy. Sometimes I do a stream-of-consciousness piece, and am surprised by just where I end up. On Guillotines and Gibbets was one of those. I had the title in my head, but just sat down and hammered the piece out. (I’m quite pleased with it, too.) This piece is one. Usually, though, I collect snippets over a considerable period of time; a link to an op-ed or a news story, commentary on it by bloggers or their readers, pieces from books I’m reading or have already read. I’ll Google the topic and research it in more depth. I’ll re-read some of my older stuff that may be tangentially associated with it, and I’ll read the comments to those pieces again, following the links to other pieces at other blogs. Then I collect it all in one place and try to make a coherent whole out of it.

The longer I do this, the more information I have to sift through. It’s like building a jigsaw puzzle, but collecting the pieces in little lots. Here’s a batch that assembles to make a picture, but it’s only a small part of the whole, and there are leftovers. Here’s another batch that makes another part of the picture, and you know they’re associated, but the intervening pieces are missing.

I said in Fight Evil. Speak Up. that I write because:

I’m one of those who chooses to be concerned. I’m one of the tiny, but not silent voices in this culture who is willing to stand up and say “I don’t agree,” and why. I recognize the clash between our sense of life and our culture, and I’m willing to try to help expose it and reconcile it in those who are putting us in such danger because of it, and I hope that in some small way my efforts will result in individual conscious convictions – and eventually a culture – that I am happy and proud to call American again.

And that’s true, it is one of the reasons I write. Another is to help me form and understand my own beliefs – to actually consider what it is I believe, and why. That’s why I like discussing things with people who don’t agree with me – it forces me to consider other perspectives that I might not otherwise. In fact, I started blogging for precisely this reason, with the debate with Jack at The Commentary that produced The Blog that Ate Poughkeepsie, and I’ve tried to continue it with my debate with Alex on gun control, my debate with Dr. Cline on the topic of rights, or my long commentary discussions with Sarah on the topic of religion.

I do this for me, to help me understand.

But sometimes I’m envious of the ignorant. That tree of knowledge parable is a bitch.

One Man’s Misfortune is Another’s Opportunity

I just had a fascinating and thoroughly enjoyable evening. Clayton Cramer noted on his blog that he was going to be in Tucson this weekend to contribute to David T. Hardy’s Second Amendment Documentary. As soon as I saw that, I went to David Hardy’s blog, Of Arms and the Law, and left an invitation to buy these men a beverage of their choice.

Well, Clayton’s flight home today got cancelled due to snow in Denver, so I got to go one better. I had dinner with them both tonight. I also got Clayton to autograph my copy of For The Defense of Themselves and the State: The Original Intent and Judicial Interpretation of the Right to Keep and Bear Arms. For almost two hours we got to discuss a wide variety of topics, including Prof. Saul Cornell, Originalism, Silveira v. Lockyer, 9th Circuit Justice Alex Kozinski, and a lot more. It was GREAT! And I have (bad) photographic evidence, taken with my el-cheapo camera:

That’s David Hardy on the left, Clayton Cramer on the right. (They’re much less blurry in person.)

Thank you, gentlemen. Thank you very much.

Update: Clayton’s home and blogged about his trip.

Oh, and Clayton? The last name is Baker! 😉

This is Why I Read Blogs

As some of you may know, I grew up on Florida’s Space Coast. My father was a Quality Control engineer for IBM, working on the Instrument Unit (guidance system) for the Saturn V rocket. I got to see all of the manned missions up through Skylab launch from just across the Indian River, except for Apollo XVII – the only night launch. I watched that one from my front yard in Titusville.

There were two dawns that day.

Consequently, I’ve been a space exploration enthusiast from a young age. I try to watch all the launches, or at least listen to them on the radio. I remember listening to the launch of the Challenger early in the morning here in Tucson, and thinking – as the station broke for a commercial – “At least this one didn’t blow up on the pad.”

Morbid, I know, but I’m also an engineer. I wasn’t then – I had just graduated from college in December and didn’t have a job yet – but that’s been my orientation for most of my life. I knew that each manned launch was a roll of the dice, a spin of the cylinder in a big game of Russian Roulette, and that NASA had become just another government bureaucracy. (And I also knew just how close we had come to losing three men in Apollo 13 because a series of small, innocuous errors had cascaded into a catastrophic failure in a system that was almost neurotic in its quest for safety.)

It was just a matter of time.

Still, I was shocked when they came back from commercial to announce that Challenger had been destroyed in a launch accident just minutes after liftoff. I knew that all seven of the astronauts were dead. I knew that the “teacher in space” wasn’t going to get there, and that a classroom of students had to be devastated by that realization. Many, many classrooms, but one in particular.

I watched the footage of the liftoff, now splayed in endless grisly loops on every network – all of which had previously declined to show the launch live and interrupt really important stuff like “Good Morning America.” I watched as the flame bloomed out from a Solid Rocket Booster joint, impinging on the huge external fuel tank, and said, “That’s what killed them. What the hell caused that failure?” I watched the Satan’s horns of the SRB exhaust tracks as they trailed up and away from the epicenter of the blast. And then I watched it all again.

Over and over.

Later I discovered that the engineers at Morton Thiokol had tried to get the launch scrubbed, knowing the problems that cold weather caused in the O-ring joint seals of the SRBs, but they had been told to “take off their engineer hats and put on their manager hats” in order to make a launch decision. The launch had been delayed too many times, and President Reagan would be making his State of the Union address that night, with a call to Crista McAuliffe – Teacher in Space.

I decided right then that I didn’t ever want to be a goddamned manager.

I also found out later that the crew, at least most of them, probably survived the destruction of the Challenger, and were alive and aware all the way to impact in the Atlantic. I like to hope not, but facts are sometimes ugly things.

And I wondered if NASA could regain the spirit, professionalism, and devotion to excellence it’d had during the race to the moon – and doubted it severely. As I said, NASA has become just another government bureacracy, more interested in expanding its budget and not making waves than in the visceral excitement and attention to minute detail that space exploration should inspire. (I’m speaking of the upper-level management, and many of the lower-level drones. I’m quite certain that there are still hundreds of people there still dedicated to the dream. They’re just shackled and smothered by the career bureaucrats and the nine-to-fivers who punch the clock and wait for retirement.)

Anyway, all this is leading to a blog I found while perusing my sitemeter links tonight. GM’s Corner, which linked to me last month, has a recurring “new blogs” post. This month’s entry is Dr. Sanity, the blog of Dr. Pat Santy – who happened to be the flight surgeon for the Challenger mission. She has a post up about that day, and it’s well worth the read: Challenger – A Flight Surgeon Remembers.

Highly recommended.

I. Will. Be. Dipped.

Mr. Klein responded. Here is his reply, in its entirety:

Mr Baker,

*bubble burst*

You’re absolutely right on my not reading the entire sight and jumping to conclusions.

“I don’t have a god. But fuck you right back anyway, not that I expect you bothered to read anywhere near this far. Your lips would get too tired”

– I did happen to read the entire response you wrote back – and liked it very much.
I also like your quick wit and ability to backup your statements –
I would like to do the same in this e-mail – unfortunately I do not have the time at the moment.

-Michel Klein

PS. Agnostic myself – I admire someone who hasn’t consumed the kool-aid. On the subject of IQ – I last tested when I was 6yrs old, with a number very similar to yours. I don’t have enough information to put any weight to that, other than my assumption that it’s higher than most of the U.S. population. My apologies for being a schmuck and jumping to conclusions about you from one paragraph on your website, I very much enjoy *spirited* outlooks/viewpoints – I think I may have to read a lot more of your site.

Mouth hangs agape.

Perhaps there is some hope, after all!

Naaah. Probably not.

Edited to add: Mr. Klein’s original missive reminded me of a piece I wrote back in December. His peg fits perfectly into the philosophical hole I wrote about in On Guillotines and Gibbets. Read it (hopefully again) and see if you agree.

Woohoo! I Gotta Moonbat!.

We’re on a roll now! I got my first real vicious hate mail! To wit:

To whom it may concern,

I was reading your website and was highly intrigued by the information and
opinions you provide.

On that note:
“Here’s something for you to think about: Chomsky, in my opinion, isn’t an American in anything but legal citizenship. He belongs in Europe. But if he were there, and said things about those governments as he does here about ours, I doubt his voice would be tolerated, much less celebrated.”

You make a grave mistake in the above opinion. You expect other Americans to respect your views/opinions on guns – yet you *shoot* them down when they express their opinions -eluding to the fact he doesn’t deserve to be a U.S. citizen OR is unpatriotic because of his personal views. America is BUILT on freedom of speech – yet you contradict your views on the freedom to bear arms by telling someone they don’t have the right to speak their mind about his government or his country – hypocrit

You attitude is the exact reason this counrty is going downhill – FAST.
Let me assume a few things about you:
You drive an SUV/Large Truck (prob. w/a gunrack)
You are christian
You voted for Bush
You are a conservative Republican

Got ya nailed eh? People like you will be the downfall of the UNITED States. Everyone is entitled to their opinions/beliefs – and to state they are unpatriotic or don’t deserve to live in their Homeland is BULLSHIT (you’re accustomed to that smell, right?)

You are close-minded and have a low IQ – did you enjoy drinking the cool-aid? You can’t think for yourself and must join the Christian Jihad that the rest of you conservative zealots blindly follow without question.

The day when we as a country get invaded by the rest of the world for imposing our conservative christian views will be a great one. I hope assholes like you – Including our president and every other lacky blindly following him, will get what’s coming to them. We need to cull the flock – and you’re high on my list.

-Fuck your god,
Michael Klein

My email (yes, he emailed!) response:

Mr. Klein

Please, let me burst your bubble.

You make a grave mistake in the above opinion. You expect other Americans to respect your views/opinions on guns – yet you *shoot* them down when they express their opinions -eluding(sic) to the fact he doesn’t deserve to be a U.S. citizen OR is unpatriotic because of his personal views. America is BUILT on freedom of speech – yet you contradict your views on the freedom to bear arms by telling someone they don’t have the right to speak their mind about his government or his country – hypocrit(sic)

Try reading the WHOLE piece, rather than giving up six paragraphs in. I specifically state: “The KKK is a small bunch of losers who feel that somebody has to be inferior to them, and their teeth have been pulled (no pun intended.) But this is America – like Chomsky, they have a constitutionally protected right to spew their venom, and we have a constitutionally protected right to ridicule them. America is a great country because it provides a marketplace where all ideas can be expressed to survive or fail on their merits. The KKK and Chomsky have small followings because their ideas fail in that marketplace. Repressing them would give them legitimacy they don’t deserve. That’s also why we don’t ban Mein Kampf. It deserves to be read, to remind us of what those ideas lead to. America is hardly the only place where bad ideas originate.”

Continuing, you write:

You attitude is the exact reason this counrty is going downhill – FAST.

And I believe the same about the radical left. Since you didn’t bother to read the whole piece, or apparently much else on my site, I’m not surprised that you leap to erroneous conclusions.

Let me assume a few things about you:

Be my guest.

You drive an SUV/Large Truck (prob. w/a gunrack)

I drive a Ford Ranger, which is a small truck. No gunrack (surprise!)

You are christian

LOL! This PROVES you didn’t read much on the site. Nope. I’m a heathen. Small ‘A’ atheist to the core.

You voted for Bush

Not with any real relish, but any other option (Kerry) would have been a COMPLETE disaster, as even Markos Moulitsas (Daily Kos) has admitted. I love Bush’s foreign policy, but his domestic agenda leaves a GREAT deal to be desired.

You are a conservative Republican

I’m registered as a Democrat. I’m more of a small “L” libertarian. I actually believe in small government and low taxes. The Republicans just talk that game. I support ending the War on (some) Drugsâ„¢, Social Security reform (real), better border security, originalism in the courts (and especially on the Supreme Court), and keeping the goddamned government out of my private life. I support gay marriage, but am less sanguine about gay adoption. I support a woman’s right to choose to terminate pregnancy – up to the second trimester, whereupon it had better be for serious health reasons, because somewhere during the gestation period that fetus becomes a human being with all attendant rights – rights equal to the mother’s. I put that line as somewhere during the second trimester, so to err on the side of caution I think the demarcation line (admittedly arbitrary) should be at the end of the first trimester.
But more than anything else, I think people ought to say what they mean and mean what they say. I think Bush is about the only Federal level politician that does that – on either side of the aisle. So I am a Bush supporter – except on those specifics on which I oppose him. On the side of the Democrats, however, I haven’t seen anybody (possibly excepting Zell Miller) willing to be forthright, except about wanting to curtail my individual rights.

Got ya nailed eh?

Not even close. What does that say about you?

You are close-minded and have a low IQ

Pot? Meet kettle. Last time I tested, my IQ was about 138. Yours? (The words you were looking for were “alluding” and “hypocrite.”) You mistake a closed mind for an informed and considered opinion. There’s a difference, not that you could discern it.

The day when we as a country get invaded by the rest of the world for imposing our conservative christian views will be a great one.

Tsk, tsk. And they keep telling us that the Second Amendment is a useless appendage to the Constitution. “The day we as a country get invaded by the rest of the world” will be the day the rest of the world finds out what an armed populace is for. Not that I expect it to happen. The rest of the world has done a great job of becoming pacifist and disarming, now that we’ve effectively defeated Communism. That is, except for the religious extremists who would like to impose their radical Islamic views on the rest of the world. And what are they going to invade us with? They can’t make any of the weapon systems they use, and the French certainly can’t out-produce us in an all-out war. All the Jihadis have is terrorism.

But by advocating a desire to see the U.S. invaded by a foreign enemy, you’ve just outed yourself as a domestic one. But you’re not un-American, right? Just “the opposition.”
I hope assholes like you – Including our president and every other lacky blindly following him, will get what’s coming to them. We need to cull the flock – and you’re high on my list.

You forget: I’m armed. To do that, you’d actually have to risk your hide, and I don’t think you’ve got the testicular fortitude. And hypocrite? That would be you – I don’t mind that Chomsky exists. I think his ideas need to be heard so that they can be dismissed by people who can think as the bullshit they are. You, on the other hand, want to see me “culled” (that’s radical leftist for “re-educated”) because you disagree with my opinions and my right to express them.

All I have to say to that is: Try.

PLEASE.

Yours truly,

Kevin Baker

(p.s.: I don’t have a god. But fuck you right back anyway, not that I expect you bothered to read anywhere near this far. Your lips would get too tired.) 😀

Ahhh! I feel much better now!

UPDATE, 3/12: Mr. Klein RESPONDED!

2004: Year of the (Gun)Blogger

Publicola has a very interesting post up regarding the big story for gun-rights supporters this year, the sunset of the “Assault Weapons Ban,” and the rise of power of us “gunbloggers.” It is his contention (and I fully agree) that the power of the blogosphere has had a significant effect on how pro- and anti-gun legislation is affected in Congress – specifically on how the ability to respond immediately allows us to influence our elected officials, and the NRA.

Somebody sees something on C-SPAN, blogs about it right then, it makes the rounds of the blogs and the message boards, and within twelve hours we’re bombarding our representatives and the NRA switchboard.

And they listen.

Give his piece a read.

John C. Dvorak, PC Magazine’s Resident Luddite

Hat tip to Michelle for the link, since I stopped reading PC Magazine a long time ago.

Apparently PC Magazine contributor and opinion columnist John C. Dvorak has an ongoing problem with blogs and bloggers. As they say, those who forget history are destined to be run over by it.

Let us fisk:

The Zeros vs. the Ones

By John C. Dvorak

After witnessing the latest Presidential election process, it’s apparent to me that the Internet is turning into a bad dream. Nobody wants to admit it, but the Web’s natural ability to remove normal interpersonal structures that prevent society from falling into chaos is not a benefit to anyone. Information revolution notwithstanding, the Internet will prove to be the undoing of society and civilization as we know it. It may not happen today, but it will happen sooner than we think.

I believe similar pronouncements were made after the invention of the printing press, the radio, and the television. Each has undoubtedly caused massive change, but hardly resulted in “falling into chaos,” John.

It is the change I think you fear, because the voices of the hoi polloi now have a place to be heard, and the Anointed, such as yourself, can be called to task without filtration through the editoral process. Our “letters to the editor” no longer have to pass your scrutiny.

Just look at politics. Thanks to the Net and the so-called New Media, the entire political scene has become one massive virtual Hyde Park corner filled with kvetching, squabbling bores.

Newsflash: We’ve been there long before there was any electronic media. Blogs haven’t changed that, just made it a bit louder.

In the process, the dichotomous nature of binary communication has imposed itself on the public, forming two collectives with opposing and very rigid viewpoints. Call them the Ones and the Zeros: the conservatives and the liberals. Because of the Internet, these two crowds—or mobs—are each growing in size and becoming increasingly intolerant of the other. Since none of the purely liberal or conservative political parties are taken seriously in the U.S., these mobs have latched on to the major parties and hijacked them.

Right. We’ve never been this divided, this polarized before.

Remember the Civil War?

The best example of this is the recent sniping over the fabled George Bush memos in which he was told to take a military physical in 1972. It seemed as if the letter could not have been written on a 1972 typewriter but was some sort of hoax. The two political beehives swarmed over this, making all sorts of accusations against anyone who even suggested that their side might be wrong. The untenable Democratic position (which was the weaker) managed to save face by accusing Karl Rove of setting them up. As I was reading all this, I thought to myself, “So he was asked to take a physical. Who cares?” There were other documents, of course, but it was an eye roller to everyone except the Zeros and Ones, whose ranks continue to grow.

But you weren’t thinking “A major news outlet was willing to use obvious forgeries in an attempt to influence the election?” We certainly were. You weren’t the least bit affected by the fact that CBS was shameless enough to defend those forgeries as “fake but accurate”?

Methinks you (deliberately) missed the crucial issue. And the power of the blogs to illuminate it and bring it to a much, much wider audience. No, you’re carping because Memogate illustrated, with great fireworks, that the “journalists” are no longer the gatekeepers of information.

Rather than benefit from intelligent debate, the public is subjected to a lot of bickering fanned by the Internet. I used to think that everyone was entitled to his opinion, but no longer.

And you, of course, are one of the Annointed who has the inherent power to decide who is and who is not entitled to have, much less express an opinion, right? That’s implicit in that statement, John. You see it as your job to give an opinion to those not so entitled. Those YOU select as being unworthy.

Most opinions are worthless. As a culture, we are trained never to believe or say that opinions are worthless. For some reason, opinions are supposed to be revered because, uh, well, it’s free speech! (No letters, please.)

Too late. I’m blogging my response.

Go ahead and hate me. I don’t give a damn about your worthless opinion.

I’m not suggesting that because most opinions stink they should be censored in order for us all to think a certain way.

No? Sure sounds that way.

Rather, thanks to the Internet, we are confronted with too many opinions from too many people—a large number of whom are seriously disturbed or feebleminded. Before the Internet, these opinions would have been handed out in leaflet form to just a few people unlucky enough to bump into their purveyors. But now they’re on the Net, accompanied by miles of commentary written by people who are frustrated pamphleteers themselves.

So, you’re saying that the internet forces people to be exposed to stinky opinions? What, you don’t have a “Back” button on your browser? Some mechanism binds you immobile to your chair and forces your eyelids open, “A Clockwork Orange” style, so that you cannot look away?

You could throw the leaflets away, John. You can click on through those sites that express stinky opinions with even greater ease.

So some bloggers are “frustrated paphleteers,” so what? If they write well and cogently, they draw an audience. If they don’t, they won’t. It’s called the free market of ideas.

And you object to it because everybody has access to it now, not just the Elite Journalists.

Don’t like it that some of us amateurs do for fun what you do for a living, and often do it better? Don’t like it that we now know that what you do for a living doesn’t require anything more than a knowledge of the subject and an ability to write? Don’t like it that we can fact-check and criticize and be heard?

That’s sour grapes, John. You’re just another member of the Holy Church of Journalism objecting to the peasants getting their hands on Bibles printed in the vernacular. Your power is diminishing due to the Information Revolution. We’ve been there and done that in history before. It’s just your turn now.

Almost everyone on the Net is anonymous.

Oh horseshit. Anonymity is damned near impossible. Because of the Information Revolution, anonymity is one of the hardest things to maintain, and if you’re an influential blogger, it’s almost assured you’ll be exposed. A LOT of bloggers use our own names, and give out more personal information that YOU do, John. (If that’s your real name.)

When you see someone on the street handing out a flyer, it is usually not hard to determine whether he or she is a lunatic. Not so with the haughty blogger who, by hiding behind a good online template, is actually taken seriously. A blogger who stays hidden long enough may even become famous. I know, not every blogger is a whack job—but that’s the point. How can you tell?

You read their words. You read their links. You read other people’s responses and comments. And you make up your own mind.

Rather than, say, reading the New York Times and accepting every word as gospel because, well, it’s “the paper of record.” Or watching 60 Minutes II and believing the memo “evidence” must be real, because Dan Rather said so!.

Hard to tell just who’s a lunatic these days? On the contrary. It’s easier and easier every day, because of the Information Revolution. Wake up and smell the coffee, John.

Saying from behind a false identity what one otherwise wouldn’t dare say is a practice that began long ago, and blogging has just made it worse. I first noticed it with alter egos cropping up in e-mail, newsgroups, and especially online chat rooms, where true dweebs are suddenly transformed into Don Juans. The persona thing sometimes goes into new dimensions as boys are turned into men, men pretend to be women, and women turn into sex fiends. Just keep the lights turned off.

You’re talking about email, newsgroups and chat rooms now, John. I thought this column was about BLOGS. Blogs can be journalism. Email, newsgroups and chatrooms are not, or are at least far more difficult to use as sources. Blogs provide for review, fact-checking, and comment. With email, newsgroups and chatrooms it is far more difficult. Apples and oranges.

Blogs are now the easiest way to remake oneself, as the tools for their creation are fantastic and easy to use. They have emboldened a lot of otherwise shy people. This is the New Media at work, creating false personas that are pumped up by other phonies. Under the right circumstances, virtual lynch mobs emerge like swarms of locusts—individual bugs may be easy to squish, but a swarm is dangerous. I think these online mobs, where one or two troublemakers rile up the frustrated, are just as dangerous.

This, I admit, is a possibility. It’s one of those unexpected consequences of any new technology. I don’t think anybody considered the ramifications of publishing the Bible in lay language, either. But the question here is “do you or don’t you trust the people.” I do. You apparently don’t. After all, the majority of their opinions stink, in your opinion.

It is good to know where you stand.

If it were up to me, I’d shut down the Net tomorrow and make people get out of the house and mingle.

Like I said, good to know where you stand. I’m glad you’re not running for Emperor. We might have to form a virtual lynch mob.

By the time the liberal and conservative extremes, incensed by blog-driven blather, leave the house, it will be as two swarms of locusts hell-bent on revolution—or on battling each other: The Zeros versus the Ones.

Actually, we’ve already discussed the probablility of that happening here on the blogs.

Our opinion is: It won’t happen. Some rioting, some domestic terrorism, that’s all. The extremes just aren’t that numerous.

You overestimate the power of the blogs, and underestimate the intelligence of their audience.

But then, that’s why you’re one of the Anointed, and believe you know what’s best for us peons. And I, for one, am glad your influence is waning.