In the Interest of Public Safety

Someone told me once, late in 2001, I don't care if the police break my doors down, I want my children to be safe at school. Well, it's happening. Perhaps most of us don't get our doors broken down, but the old saying You can't do that. This is America. is losing its meaning. Perhaps this is stating the obvious, but this is what is different about the before and after 9/11 worlds.

[Thomas Hawk/Clampdown]: I began to explain to the officer that I was a photo artist and was in New York doing a series on the images of Manhattan at autumn time ... Put the tripod away, tourists can't use tripods, only professionals can use tripods

(Hat tip: Furdlog)
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GrannyD

GrannyD (a guest writer in Lawrence Lessig's blog) talks about Economics:

[GrannyD/Whose Economy Is It?]: Economists ... tend to make such deadly abstractions that they lose sight of this, as if the Economy were a demigod or at least a being unto itself, whose health we must serve by sacrificing our own.

... The rationalization that the Good will Eventually be served in a widespread manner is rather a crock, as Eventually, like the Leisure Society, never really comes. Let's have a democracy that really expresses our need for good jobs and health care and all the rest, and see if, in fact, we don't craft a better society than the horror show now being crafted by the abstracted free market.

She's running for the Senate in New Hampshire.

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Fishbucket Hope

Some words on cancer are at Fishbucket.

Faced with my own mortality, i finally learned how to live.

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All Ready For Halloween

Funny thing about the timing, but I saw a picture of Superman today. He was sitting on a fence, his hand on his knee, a smile on his face. His red cape was hung about his shoulders, clasped in a perfectly tied bow.

The sky was blue. The leaves in the trees behind him were golden-brown. The hay was harvested and stacked up neatly in mid-October fields.

Did I say that there was a smile on his face? A big one-tooth-missing smile. And although the photo didn't show it, you could feel his mother behind the camera. Or his father. Or his grandmother, full of visions of Metropolis. Or all of them.

All ready for Halloween with (what?) more than a week to go! In all my years of Halloweening, I don't think I ever accomplished that.

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