I’m sure we all can relate to the enjoyment associated with the sharing of good news . . . the following is some good news I received this morning via email:
Hi,
We recently published “Hidden Gems: The 100 .edu sites every Entrepreneur Should Read ” I am happy to let you know that your site has been included in the list.
I figured I’d bring it to your attention in case you think your readers would find it useful.
Cheers,
Rich McIver
Transitional wry observation: how ironic that an insurance company, a business which we pay to assume risk on our behalf, should call itself Progressive…
Most Halloween costumes are not scary precisely because they are obviously that: costumes. This is so not because the costumes are poorly executed, but because they disguise us as things which, for the most part, we cannot be. They scare children because children (and postmoderns) still exist in the magical marches between imagination and reality, where imagined things become real simply in the imagining.
Progressives are frightening because they actually exist. Not only exist, but like Canadians, they walk among us undetected. Or maybe I should say that we walk among them.
Hi, I’m Ben. I’m a junior political science and philosophy double major and I love freedom, and figured this blog would be just one more way to express that love, so I’ll be posting on here every so often. I hope you will not only read, but comment. I’d love to take the issues I raise on here further.
So, what do I mean by saying I love freedom? I’m guessing my saying that probably either intrigues you or scares you. Why do I want freedom so bad? I’m probably sick and tired of the stupid government getting all up in my face and violating my rights, right? WRONG.
My call for freedom stems not from a demand for my rights as one who is governed, but from an acknowledgement of the limits of my rights as one who governs.
Or, for another way of looking at it:
I’m not your daddy. God is.
I’ve decided what I’m going to be for Halloween: a Progressive! I’ll scare…well, I probably won’t scare anyone. In fact, it would probably help me blend in a great deal more than I usually do. For Halloween purposes, I’d do better going as myself, at least if your average college student will be there. Oh, no! It’s a professor who expects me to think for myself! To earn grades! RUN!
I’ll have to save the ruminations on these kids today, and on how inflation does the same thing for self-esteem and grades that it does for currency (and the difference between inflation and appreciation) for another day. Makes me feel like I ought to be wearing my pants up around my armpits, and I just don’t feel up to the concomitant wedgie right now.
The point is, Progressives ought to scare us a great deal more than they do.
We’ve all heard about “the market” doing this to people, doing that to people, getting pulled over for DUI…oh, wait, that was Paris Hilton. But I labor under the impression that most folk don’t have a good conception of the fact that “the market” is shorthand for a much more complicated idea. For example, most people think the market rewards those with money. In fact, the market defines what a good decision is, and then rewards those who make good decisions.
Let’s look at baseball for an example. The eight cities whose teams are in the playoffs this year, five are ranked in the top six in population: New York (1), Los Angeles (2), Chicago (3), Philadelphia (5), and Phoenix (6). The other three, however are much lower in the rankings (close to or even below our beloved Nashville at 28): Boston (24), Denver (25), and Cleveland (39).