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156 Years Ago
“I submit that this question [of immigration] should be settled upon higher principles than those of a cold and selfish expediency. There are such things in the world as human rights. They rest upon no conventional foundation, but are eternal, universal and indestructible. “Among these is the right of locomotion; the right of migration; the… Continue reading
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Oh, right, “AI”
“…the world’s shadiest art dealer… is pretty sure that if we keep shoveling words into the word-guessing program it will wake up and become intelligent. Which is just, you know, stupid. It’s like thinking that if we just keep breeding our horses to run faster, one of our mares will eventually give birth to a locomotive.“… Continue reading
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A bill of goods
“We’ve been sold a bill of goods in this country that we’re divided. We’re divided by gender, we’re divided by race, we’re divided by who we love, we’re divided by where we worship or whether we worship at all. And now they’re trying to tell us that we’re divided by Democrats, Republicans, and Independents. Let… Continue reading
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Not my president
In the past, I’ve always assumed that a phrase like “not my president” had to do with a hissy fit by some snowflake way out on the right or left wing of political bent. But this time the president has decided on its own that it is not my president. And that goes for more… Continue reading
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So now we know
Remember that thing about the orange baby getting a lot of electoral help from its friends in Russia a few years back? And how it has said nothing but “hoax” ever since? Well now we know, the orange baby did collude with Russia to win its first presidential election. How do we know? Its national… Continue reading
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They really think we’re that stupid
The orange baby held an impromptu press conference last week when Stephen Moore, supposedly an economist, arrived with a big chart purporting to refute the official Bureau of Labor Statistics report. His big chart was labeled “Medium Income.” Assuming the mooron meant “median income,” the numbers on the chart were fact checked. And those weren’t… Continue reading
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Now we are all expatriates
In The French Dispatch, all of the stories are from Ennui-sur-Blasé, France. One of them is by Roebuck Wright. “The Private Dining Room of the Police Commissioner” relates Wright’s dinner at the Police Station, prepared by the legendary police chef Lt. Nescaffier. The journalists in The French Dispatch are part of their stories, although they… Continue reading
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Zero-based reporting
Here’s an idea. The bulk of “news reporting” in the US these days is telling you what the orange baby just said. Without any historical context to how often it has repeated the same exact thing with different details. Here’s one list, and this one is only focused on “the biggest scandal.” Continue reading
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And then…
The orange baby is coming to the end of its life. Maybe not immediately, but it’s an elderly white male that reportedly makes bad diet and exercise choices, and although it’s secretive, it’s in the public eye enough for people to spot warning signs. It has repeatedly dangled the possibility of “a third term,” but… Continue reading
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Keeping tally
It’s July 7, 2025, and the US has concentration camps, masked secret police/gestapo, an executive above the law, military occupation, book banning, arrest and detention for expressing opinions, and abandonment of due process. Any questions? Continue reading
About Me
I’m Pete Harbeson, a writer (among other things) located near Boston, Massachusetts. In addition to writing my own content, I’ve learned to translate for my loquacious and opinionated pup Chocolate Bossypaws. No surprise, she mostly speaks in doggerel. You can find her contributions tagged with Chocolatiana.
Check out my other blog, Techlimitics, where I’m grappling with the nature of simplicity. You can also find some of my minor software projects at GitHub. Nothing very impressive. I mostly write tiny utilities in Python.
I find myself suddenly de-corporatized (their choice, not mine). To help keep the lights on, buy me a coffee!