The Huffington Post ranked Kansas City as the most exciting, "it" city in the United States. The food, Midwestern hospitality and music were all highlighted as reasons to visit the metro area
This one might not be as great and powerful as some of those Royals teams of the mid- and late ’70s and ’80s. But right now, after Salvador Perez, the heart and soul of this team, slammed a hard ground single down the third-base line off A’s rental pitcher Jason Hammel to prevail in one of the wildest wild-card games ever, they are the toasts of this ultra-pleasant town.
Let Observation with extensive View,
Survey Mankind, from China to Peru;
Remark each anxious Toil, each eager Strife,
And watch the busy Scenes of crouded Life;
Then say how Hope and Fear, Desire and Hate,
O’er spread with Snares the clouded Maze of Fate,
Where wav’ring Man, betray’d by vent’rous Pride,
To tread the dreary Paths without a Guide;
As treach’rous Phantoms in the Mist delude,
Shuns fancied Ills, or chases airy Good.
How rarely Reason guides the stubborn Choice,
Rules the bold Hand, or prompts the suppliant Voice,
How Nations sink, by darling Schemes oppres’d,
When Vengeance listens to the Fool’s Request.
Fate wings with ev’ry Wish th’ afflictive Dart,
Each Gift of Nature, and each Grace of Art,
With fatal Heat impetuous Courage glows,
With fatal Sweetness Elocution flows,
Impeachment stops the Speaker’s pow’rful Breath,
And restless Fire precipitates on Death.”
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Perhaps it’s a second childhood for me, but Mary B. Cooper, children’s writer and illustrator, has captured my full attention. “A Tale of Two Turtles” tells of two turtles, one thoroughly satisfied with his life and another, an unhappy misfit who finds happiness — thanks to a little deception by the happy turtle. The simple moral is profound and I shall not divulge it. “A Tale of Two Turtles” is out-of-print I believe, but available in used and rare book stores. Ohioans might be especially lucky to find it. I found it at prices like $115. If my wife had not acquired the tale from Ms. Cooper back in our Ohio years, I would buy it this day at that price or higher. This tale is worthy the attention of Aesop himself. It transcends its genre.
Steadfast and cautious,
“When we talk about the future of higher education in the United States, let’s please focus our attention on where most higher ed happens. It’s not in Cambridge or South Bend or Ann Arbor. It’s in Kirksville, Mo.; Emporia, Kan.; Lafayette, La.; and Bridgewater, Mass.”
My alma mater is Ohio State and I dearly love her. However, after those initial four years, I attended Idaho State, Kansas State, University of Missouri Kansas City, and Cal State Hayward. There is a lot of attention being given to world class this and world class that. I welcome this article about the also runs. The Tortoise would see things that way. One day a tortoise will learn to fly.
In these days with Americans wanting to pull back from its global role and perhaps beginning a new era of isolationism, I cannot help but think about what we might realistically do in the world. Our mission in Iraq and Afghanistan seem to have been failures. Perhaps history will have another perspective. And it seems that when we look Putin and other autocrats in the eyes, our rose-colored glasses get us into trouble. We can’t be a global cop lest we go broke. And yet, who but us can lead? The UN has many, many problems, but perhaps we are better off with it than without it. Being a Navy man, I do believe that those huge carriers tooling around he world are a Force for Peace. Just cruising about matters. That’s what Teddy Roosevelt’s Great White Fleet was about. And yet . . . and yet we have to have a place where every nation is at the table — at least talking, even spouting off. If we abolished the UN today, we would soon hear cries for its return — warts and all. David Milliken
Certain people have affected me profoundly. For this reason I post a reflection on Dag Hammarskjöld(1905-1961). Hammarskjold was the third secretary-general of the United Nations during the Cold War period. Prior to that he was secretary of the Bank of Sweden and under-secretary in the Ministry of Finance. He earned a degree in the humanities and a doctorate in economics at Upsala University. Highly privileged he was also highly humbled. Hammarskjold embodied the mind and spirit of scholar, diplomat, international leader, poet and mystic — fundamentally Christian but well-versed in Islam, Buddhism and Judaism. I believe he pursued the One.
Hammarskjold opens his famous Markings with a quotation from Meister Eckhart(1260-1327): “Only the hand that erases can write the true thing.”
I believe Hammarskjold used this quotation first because Eckhart was a soul mate and second because Markings is neither strictly an autobiography nor memoir. Markings is not a diary or journal either. His markings are trail marks through his poignant, shaping experiences. There is evidence that he also constantly changed his marks throughout his life. This indicates a man constantly reflecting on truth, truth in his own intellectual and spiritual growth and his utter commitment to international harmony.
I picture a little boy in school, his tongue licking his lips, diligently writing with a pencil and then with equal ardor erasing and correcting his tablet. He would have been someone dedicated to “getting it right” in all that he did personally and publicly. He was less interested in recording events than in how his hike was evolving. Most likely he did not ever find “the true thing,” but I must believe he came very close. I can see this avid hiker in Lapland earnestly making his way to the top, finding many truths which he hoped would cohere into one Truth — all in the adventure of solving the Mystery. What a wonderful trail mate he would have been.
“This argument ignores the fact that taxes on entrepreneurs and investors are already historically low, even after this year’s modest increases. And it ignores the assertions of many investors and entrepreneurs (like me) that they would work just as hard to build companies even if taxes were higher. But, more importantly, this argument perpetuates a myth that some well-off Americans use to justify today’s record inequality—the idea that rich people create jobs.”
Time was when I was younger and believed that there are certain political “leaders,” who mostly told the truth. Today I’m a wiser man and while I still do believe that many politicians are not exactly liars They do not, however, consistently tell the whole truth — just as many sales people do not. That’s why caveat emptor is wisdom. Voters and consumers alike must be smart buyers through comparison shopping, reading reviews and asking around. That’s why education is so important.
Nothing is more slippery than language and that fact enhances the slipperiness of politicians in touting their own interest. Perhaps it was in the interest of Obama to leave unsaid many things about the ACA. Perhaps it was in the interest of Republicans to claim voluntary dis-employment as job loss and not noting that voluntarily dropping of jobs opens up opportunities for the unemployed. No politician as no sales person is obligated to mouth the pitch of the competition. Ford salespeople may know that GM uses better whatsamajigs in its engines than does Chevy. Promoters are smart to leave such discoveries up to the consumer. Besides so much is a matter of opinion between multiple choices. Better the monkey is on your back and not mine. To each his own pitch.
And so, while it may be true that some really rich folks are creating new jobs by investing in new enterprise directly or through investments, that creation is only a percentage. Is it a tithe, one percent or 20 %. Besides, if high taxes are throttling business, why is business so good in New York? Planetary experience with human nature leads me to believe that some other percentage goes into casino gambling. True, going to the casino supports dealers, bartenders and servers, but this investment is not like investing in a new computer parts factory where value is really added to raw material.
The attached article reminds us that most of what we hear, really and truthfully is not likely to be wholly true.
Mom, friends, educators, students: We don’t have to assign papers, and we should stop. We need to admit that the required-course college essay is a failure. The baccalaureate is the new high-school diploma: abjectly necessary for any decent job in the cosmos. As such, students and their parents view college as professional training, an unpleasant necessity en route to that all-important “piece of paper.” Today’s vocationally minded students view World Lit 101 as forced labor, an utter waste of their time that deserves neither engagement nor effort. So you know what else is a waste of time? Grading these students’ effing papers. It’s time to declare unconditional defeat.
Most students enter college barely able to string three sentences together—and they leave it that way, too. With protracted effort and a rhapsodically engaged instructor, some may learn to craft a clunky but competent essay somewhere along the way. But who cares? My fellow humanists insist valiantly that (among other more elevated reasons) writing humanities papers leads to the crafting of sharp argumentative skills, and thus a lifetime of success in a number of fields in which we have no relevant experience. But my friends who actually work in such fields assure me that most of their colleagues are borderline-illiterate. After all, Mark Zuckerberg’s pre-Facebook Friendster profile bragged “i don’t read” (sic), and look at him. — MORE —
A long time ago I used to sit and grade “essays” in English comp. I looked forward to reading the work of maybe 10% of my students. Then there were the ones with promise and commensurate willingness to improve. They were welcome challenges. The rest I dreaded. As a teaching assistant I dreaded the rest of the hopeless ones. But I slogged on through twenty or so papers because I believed that English composition was important and fundamental to making logical minds. The ability to write even the five paragraph essay, an extended definition or a cause-effect exposition seemed important to preserve civility and good citizenship in a democratic republic. How can you vote if you don’t know when a politician bombards you with oversimplified causes and argumentum ad hominem.
Truth is you know and “argument to the man” when someone attacks the person instead of his mistaken ideas. It seems natural to know it. Who cares what it’s called?
I do, but that is me. I also believe life is richer having read a little Shakespeare. In the case of The Bard, I have no doubt that millions can live beautiful, productive lives without ever having met Hamlet. My thing is not for everyone.
I have also known high school friends who never darkened an English professor’s office and can apply fine logic to life and letters. It seems a natural act to sense the illogical. Or they had excellent high school teachers.
At the same time it is a very sad day when college students debunk the essay and surf the Internet to plagiarize and thus circumvent essential mental discipline. But I guess no one misses what he has never known — the delight of learning, often just for the hell of it.