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| Sunday, August 20, 2006 |
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Please don't click on anything you see there 
An effective alternative to retirement
Respectful disagreement
| | Even if he's right (and I don't think he is), what can I do, besides go back and link to Seth Finkelstein and every other negelected authority I've failed to credit in every subject I've ever written about? |
| | What more can I do going forward than what I've always done, which is try to link to as many people as I can who have interesting things to say? |
| | For what it's worth, I agree with Dave that Seth is a leading authority on the subject of censorship. But on the gatekeeping subject I think Seth is almost entirely wrong. |
| | I've gone back and forth a number of times already on the matter with both Dave and Seth, and I don't see any of us changing each other's mind. |
| | At least we disagree respectfully, and I appreciate that. |
| | Bonus linkage: Jeff Jarvis' take, and Kent Newsome's response. Also, Earl Moore, Dave Slusher, J.P. Rangaswami, James Robertson, Scoble, Mike Warot, Lukery, Shel Israel, Asaaf (again, sourcing Jon Garfunkel) Pamela Slim, John Koetsier, Chip Camden, RedState, Seth Finkelstein, Karl Martino... |
Tailgaters beware
They're not alone
| | It¹s been interesting to watch newspaper owners and investors resist seeing what¹s going on right in front of them. |
Remembering
| | Three years ago today, I made a post remembering what summers were like when I was growing up. It was a landmark post for me: partly because it was a personal post that visited deep lessons I'm still learning; and party because Mom died while I was writing it. |
| | A grace of death is that it forces us to pass love to the living. That thought came to me about a year ago, at a moment when I was feeling sad that Mom was gone. It was the kind of thing she would have said — or perhaps did say, and I didn't remember it until it became useful. Perhaps her spirit fed me the line; but I doubt it. She barged huge sums of wisdom in her life, down a wide and steady river of love. My job, everyone's job, is to do the same. If we're lucky, we know that, even if we're not always up to it. |
| | Mom outlived all of her siblings, her husband and most of her friends. I was amazed, as she got older, at how well she handled loss after loss. Not only of people she loved, but also of opportunities and even of senses. (By the time she died, her hearing was lousy and her vision was nearly gone.) Right to the end, she'd toss off lines like, "At my age you don't miss doing the things you really want to do." |
| | I'm still far from that age, but I'm a generation or two closer than most of the rest of ya'll. And I've gotta say I know what she meant by that line. More, every day. |
| | Mark Twain said, "When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years." Less than a year away from 60, and I'm learning the same kinds of lessons from a father who has been gone for 27 years and a mother who has been gone for 3. |
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