Displaced Aggression League Report — Week 8 There’s not much to say about what happened in Our…
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I know I’m at risk of reading too much into something that matters disproportionately to me, but…
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Displaced Aggression League Report — Week 7
This is what the Sovereign Lord says: Take off the turban, remove the crown. It will not be as it was: The lowly will be exalted and the exalted will be brought low. A ruin! A ruin! I will make it a ruin! — Ezekiel 21:26
Like a slow-orbiting comet or the McRib sandwich, truly epic upsets don’t come around very often; and when they do, it’s an occasion worth noting with appropriate solemnity.
I never really thought of myself as bigoted or xenophobic, but it dawned on me recently that I’m prejudiced against Australians. I’m not going to try to soften this by claiming that some of my best friends are Australian, because they’re not. In fact, I can’t remember ever actually meeting an Australian, although I did briefly work for a woman with a Boston accent so thick that some Chicagoans thought she was from Australia. Hate is too strong of a word. It’s not really even that I dislike Australians as much as I’m scared of them. They’re not like us; something just feels off.
A coworker of mine shared this interesting–and brief–video on Education in a different context. (And the animation was a good match for my meth-y attention span.)
League Report — Week 5
A terrible wailing reverberated across Our Beloved League in Week 5 as the Gridiron Goddess wept and screamed for a sacrifice, sending shivers of horror through the seven teams jockeying for dominance at 3-1. And, although each of us knew that the awful Reaping must eventually begin, no one wanted to be one of the several goats that it took to finally satisfy her.
League Report – Week 4 Recent estimates put the cost of dementia within the developed world at…