<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402</id><updated>2012-01-22T23:19:11.833-07:00</updated><category term='http://4.http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/Shw2rKlZE1I/AAAAAAAABTE/EeM2IaQZY84/s400/ramber+classic.JPGbp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/Shw2rKlZE1I/AAAAAAAABTE/EeM2IaQZY84/s400/ramber+classic.JPG'/><category term='.'/><title type='text'>Family and Friends blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>689</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2161958842856681631</id><published>2012-01-18T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T16:45:50.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Church and Faith Should be About</title><content type='html'>I grew up in church. From my earliest memories church was always there. My parents helped start at least one if not more from our living room. My brother has a doctorate in theology and I went to a Baptist University and a year of seminary. My wife has worked at the state convention for 30 years. There's hardly a church in this city we haven't attended or been members. Faith has always been a part of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;In 1978 a retired state supreme court judge from Texas and the associate pastor of the largest church in Texas mounted a political attack on the Southern Baptist Convention. It's called the "fundamentalist take over" and it disenfranchised my family spiritually to this day.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago we started meeting in a home church. A lady my wife works with, her husband pastors the church. I gave the pastor my book Optimus and he liked it so much he has been giving me legal assistance work supposedly to help him with his openings and closings, but so far every case where I could do that has settled before the trial. &lt;br /&gt;He brought me in to work on a case after only one day of retirement from teaching. I don't technically work for him since I have my own business and bill him for my services, technically he's my client, just my only client. We have become very close working in the same office and worshiping. He's working on his doctorate of ministry and has me look over every paper before turning it in.&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling him that his papers have many "whereas's", but no "therefore." He counters that in theology you don't have the right to an opinion until after you've earned your doctorate. He seems to be right as he gets nothing but praises for him papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://michaelmanningtv.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michael Manning's&lt;/a&gt; post today brought these thoughts up and made me realize just how much the fundamentalist take over robbed me of social contact with other of my faith. They drove a wedge of conformity on certain beliefs which had nothing to do with being Baptist, just fundamentalist.&lt;br /&gt;My pastor and I disagree on a number of issues, but we recognize each other's faith and respect each other.&lt;br /&gt;Last September at a conference we encountered a young couple who moved here on faith. They graduated from seminary and plan on setting up what are called cell churches. A connection of home churches. The SBC entity that is supposed to support them has lost their paper work 6 times. They didn't have jobs, but were in an apartment. She was about to deliver their first child.&amp;nbsp;They were in desperate need of a support church for financial and tax reasons. Our church agreed to provide this support. Since then they had a little boy,&amp;nbsp;have both found jobs and just this last week bought a house where they will begin their ministry. It has felt good to assist this young couple begin their ministry.&lt;br /&gt;Michael's post about social networking to help those in need rang a bell and I pray our church can reach out and help out other couples in need as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2161958842856681631?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2161958842856681631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2161958842856681631&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2161958842856681631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2161958842856681631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-church-and-faith-should-be-about.html' title='What Church and Faith Should be About'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-5555016308014007124</id><published>2012-01-10T09:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T09:35:46.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free At Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPsfhwGPGQw/TwxnuB749jI/AAAAAAAACDc/-eLa-UAYWTI/s1600/Pic015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPsfhwGPGQw/TwxnuB749jI/AAAAAAAACDc/-eLa-UAYWTI/s200/Pic015.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I now have the publishing rights to Optimus: Praetorian Guard. PA over the last 4+ years has done a roller coaster ride on pricing that it was difficult to generate sales. They got me to buy over a hundred copies, most of them given to family and friends. I sold some at book signings and a few to blogger friends who gratefully wrote reviews.&lt;br /&gt;I plan a complete re-edit and e-publish at Smashwords and Amazon for a reasonable price. The sequel "Stephanus" is in the works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-5555016308014007124?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/5555016308014007124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=5555016308014007124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5555016308014007124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5555016308014007124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2012/01/free-at-last.html' title='Free At Last'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPsfhwGPGQw/TwxnuB749jI/AAAAAAAACDc/-eLa-UAYWTI/s72-c/Pic015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8324291751015616678</id><published>2012-01-03T11:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T18:52:32.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandparents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://michaelmanningtv.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michael Manning&lt;/a&gt; has a post about Airstream travel trailers that sparked a warm memory. My maternal grandfather was sad that his only children were daughters so Mom named me after him with my middle name. My son and grandson now share the same middle name.&lt;br /&gt;My maternal grandmother was diagnosed with cancer in either 1958 or 59. She was given 6 months. Grandma and Grandpa owned a building in Pueblo, CO living upstairs and the bottom floor&amp;nbsp;was the Record Music Company. One of my dear friends in my Writers2Writers groups that meets once a month is from Pueblo and remembers buying records there. "The shop" as Mom always referrs to it was the first store to sell color television sets.&lt;br /&gt;When Grandma was diagnosed with cancer Grandpa sold the shop to my aunt&amp;nbsp;and Mom. What happened to the shop after that is another story and why we moved&amp;nbsp;to Albuquerque.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa bought a brand new pink Cadallac, the only car Grandma was comfortable riding in, and a Boll's Air travel trailer. It was beige and white and square, but about the same size as the Airstream. He felt that if they only had a little time left they'd spend it traveling around the country since they'd spent most of their lives working in the shop.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma&amp;nbsp;received radiation treatment for her type of cancer and lived thirty more years. They got to do alot of traveling in that trailer. Grandma liked riding in the Caddy, but resented the two or three times extra cost to get work done on it.&lt;br /&gt;When they'd come home from their travels they'd set up in a trailer park and we'd go over to visit. They'd set up a screen and show us the slides they took in Florida, Texas, California and other states they traveled through.&lt;br /&gt;A few years later Grandpa sold the trailer and car. They settled into a house in Pueblo and bought a GMC pickup with a&amp;nbsp;KamperKing. It was a beast. We'd already moved to Albuquerque. Mom and Dad were both working so they offered to take my younger sister, who was a toddler and me for the summer. When we were in&amp;nbsp;Pueblo I'd work at the shop selling records and my aunt feeling some guilt for shoving us out of the business let me keep as many 45's and LP's as I wanted. After converting the LP's and looking at the huge stack of 45's now I wish she hadn't been so generous. The shop also sold band instruments so my brother got his coronet and I got my clarinette.&lt;br /&gt;It was in the GMC truck and camper that we went fishing. Colorado has great fishing lakes and three times over that summer we went out. I remember stopping between Coatapaxi and Salida to spend the night. It was still a little light out&amp;nbsp;so we got&amp;nbsp;our fishing poles to see if we could catch something in the Arkansas river. I had the reel that has the button you take your thumb off to let the line fly. I threw the whole thing into the river on the first cast. Grandpa had to get out his waders, grab a flashlight and in the rushing water retrieve my rod and reel. We didn't catch any fish that night.&amp;nbsp;Dad would have exploded, but Grandpas, and now that I am one too I understand, have more patience.&lt;br /&gt;In all I spent three summers with them working in the store and going out fishing. They are great memories. The last summer when I was thirteen they were living above the shop again and my bedroom window overlooked Colorado Avenue. They turned in early and that left me with a lot of time on my hands to read. I read the entire&lt;em&gt; Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt; trilogy that summer, special thanks to Mrs. Mojica who read &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/em&gt; in my English class that school year gettin my head full of elves and goblins and dwarves and dragons.&lt;br /&gt;The last time we went fishing was at John Martin Dam outside of La Junta&amp;nbsp;on the plains not far from Kansas. Up in the mountains it gets cold at night; on the plains it stays hot. There you fish with minnows. Grandpa was fishing off a pier and I found a nice spot where I could sit on the metal minnow cage where they farmed the minnows they sold to the fishermen. I caught four fish fairly good sized rather quickly then nothing for about an hour. I'd put the fish I caught on a stringer and left them in the water by the cage. When I picked them up all that was left were their heads. A turtle got a free meal.&lt;br /&gt;From then on Grandma and Grandpa would come down to visit, but our summers of fishing were over. I haven't been fishing since. I don't think it would be the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8324291751015616678?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8324291751015616678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8324291751015616678&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8324291751015616678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8324291751015616678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2012/01/grandparents.html' title='Grandparents'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8025169394466939460</id><published>2012-01-03T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T08:45:03.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Start</title><content type='html'>Guess that's the nice thing about a new year is that alot of the bad stuff that happened in the old year can be put in the dust bin and you start over.&lt;br /&gt;Came down with a stomach flu New Year's Eve. If I'm going to feel that bad at least it should be for drinking!&lt;br /&gt;Finally feeling human. Back at the office today, getting my mini-van fixed up and later this week getting the front part of the roof on the house reshingled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8025169394466939460?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8025169394466939460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8025169394466939460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8025169394466939460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8025169394466939460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-new-start.html' title='New Year, New Start'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-7384153576432777770</id><published>2011-12-25T10:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T10:58:26.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy the Season</title><content type='html'>Everyone have a very merry Christmas, even if you celebrate something else or don't believe in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-7384153576432777770?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/7384153576432777770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=7384153576432777770&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7384153576432777770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7384153576432777770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/12/enjoy-season.html' title='Enjoy the Season'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-5291666007800719328</id><published>2011-12-20T14:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T14:08:19.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is Progressive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/robert-creamer/the-real-attack-on-the-sp_b_1160170.html?ref=fb&amp;amp;src=sp&amp;amp;comm_ref=false#sb=2030898,b=facebook"&gt;Robert Creamer&lt;/a&gt; at the&amp;nbsp;Huffpo has an article on the real attack on Christmas coming from the Right, not the&amp;nbsp;Left. He discusses the importance of Ayn Rand's Objectivism to their philosophy. He compares that to Christ's parable of the Good Samaratan as the true spirit of Christmas and Christianity in general. He finishes with this statement:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A few years ago I read a book by a planetary scientist named David Grinspoon called Lonely Planets. It explores the question of extraterrestrial life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Toward the end of his book, Grinspoon speculates on the chances of survival for intelligent life in the universe. He argues that every civilization of intelligent creatures must pass through a gauntlet that tests whether the values and political structures of the society are capable of keeping pace with the exponentially increasing power of the society's technology. If its values and political structures can keep pace with technological change, the society may pass into a phase of enormous freedom and possibility. If it does not, the power of its own technology will destroy it. Perhaps, he postulates, civilizations are like seahorses. Many are born, but only a few survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For the first time, a little more than half a century ago, human society entered that gauntlet. Our technological growth reached a point of takeoff that for the first time gave us the power to destroy ourselves and all life on our tiny, fragile planet. From that moment on, the race began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The next several generations of humans will decide how that race turns out. We won't simply observe it, or describe it; we will decide it. Whatever the future holds will be a result of human decision for which we are all responsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I believe that progressive values -- love your neighbor and empathy -- are our greatest evolutionary treasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Progressive values: that we're all in this together, not all in this alone; unity not division; hope not fear; equality not subjugation; the premise that if each of us is better educated all of us will be wiser; that it is not true that for me to be richer you have to be poorer -- but rather that if each of us is more prosperous, all of us will have more opportunity; that our success comes from cooperation and mutual respect. These progressive values are the most precious assets that will give human beings the ability to make it through that gauntlet -- and to create a truly democratic society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That is just one more reason why at this time of year, we should celebrate these values -- the true spirit of Christmas -- and defend them from those who want to take society back to a time of social Darwinism, to the law of the jungle, to "survival of the fittest." Because the fact of the matter is that in the future, if we govern our society by the precepts of selfishness and the survival of only the fittest, we may find that human society is not fit enough to survive at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-5291666007800719328?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/5291666007800719328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=5291666007800719328&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5291666007800719328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5291666007800719328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-is-progressive.html' title='Christmas is Progressive'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2564922244967126830</id><published>2011-12-12T09:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:35:07.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Comparison</title><content type='html'>My mother-in-law's funeral will be on Wednesday. She lived 92 years. A long life. When the funeral home and those at our church said, "Tell us about her." Our first thought was that there wasn't much to say. Something should be said.&lt;br /&gt;The best way to explain some things is by comparison.&lt;br /&gt;Rose didn't&amp;nbsp;tell stories of her life, she was a very humble person, but she did tell me one thing about her growing up in Leadville, Colorado. As a little girl she remembered an old woman walking out of a wooden shack at the mouth of the abandoned silver mine and going into town to buy groceries. Everyone in town knew the old woman who&amp;nbsp;always dressed in the same long black dress. Baby Doe Tabor.&lt;br /&gt;Baby Doe Tabor had songs written about her, movies about her life and&amp;nbsp;museums filled with her memorabilia. She married a Senator. Teddy Roosevelt attended her wedding in Washington D.C. Horace Tabor her husband owned a silver mine in Leadville, but when the Gold Bugs defeated all measures at Free Silver they went bankrupt. For the last twenty years of her life she lived alone in the shack widowed and abandoned by her children&amp;nbsp;waiting for the price of silver to rise enough to reopen the mine and be rich again. She froze to death March, 7 1935 when she ran out of wood.&lt;br /&gt;Rose&amp;nbsp;was the daughter of an Austrian immigrant brought over to work in the mines of Leadville.&amp;nbsp;Growing up her family never&amp;nbsp;had much money, but got by. He older sister married and started a family in Belen, NM. Rose moved in with them to help with the children while her brother-in-law and sister ran a bakery. She met Ed&amp;nbsp;during the war. He was stationed at Kirtland Army base&amp;nbsp;and when he got leave would spend it with her. They married in 1947 when he started working as a parts manager in a car dealership in Belen. They lost their first child. Ed found employment with the Lincoln-Mercury dealership in Albuquerque and worked as its parts manager for 35 years through various owners and locations. Rose stayed home and raised two children, losing a fourth child. Ed and Rose lived a very quiet and simple life around friends,&amp;nbsp;family and church. Ed was a&amp;nbsp;deacon at&amp;nbsp;their church&amp;nbsp;and Rose was an active member in the Woman's Missionary Union. They bought their house in 1948 and made a few additions to it over the years. My brother-in-law married and moved to Nebraska. When I asked Ed for his daughter's hand out in the front yard at their house while he was watering flowers I thought he'd twist his neck with the double take he gave me. It didn't come as a surprise to Rose. When our children were born Rose was our day care giver. She helped raise them as much as we did.&lt;br /&gt;Over the years we ate many meals at their house. Rose was a good cook. Her enchiladas were&amp;nbsp;better than the ones in the most expensive Mexican restaraunt in town. We planned on having her move in with us after Ed passed away, but nothing&amp;nbsp;could get her out of that house. Finally her health forced her to&amp;nbsp;sell the house and move to Nebraska with her son and family. She had a nice cottage at an assisted living village managed by her daughter-in-law and spent the last year of her life in a nursing home surrounded by family and new found friends passing away peacefully. She lived a full life filled with love and loss beloved by all who knew her.&lt;br /&gt;Our culture is&amp;nbsp;obsessed with beauty, wealth, possessions, accomplishments, what good did all that do for Baby Doe Tabor? Yet when you mention that Rose was a housewife content to live her life taking care of husband and family you're looked at as if she was a Stepford wife or she lived a meaningless life. To those of us in her family and friends she had great meaning and accomplished much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2564922244967126830?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2564922244967126830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2564922244967126830&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2564922244967126830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2564922244967126830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-comparison.html' title='Life Comparison'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4807404617204273687</id><published>2011-12-10T09:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T09:58:29.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Passing</title><content type='html'>Mother-In-Law passed away today at age 92. A say week ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4807404617204273687?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4807404617204273687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4807404617204273687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4807404617204273687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4807404617204273687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-passing.html' title='Time Passing'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-1552194141275771529</id><published>2011-11-25T08:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T08:35:31.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Killashandrea Rhee has stopped singing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6y09SBOREfI/Ts-vHaF7z8I/AAAAAAAACC0/yVkap-S2tx0/s1600/article-2065611-0EED9ABA00000578-888_233x423.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6y09SBOREfI/Ts-vHaF7z8I/AAAAAAAACC0/yVkap-S2tx0/s200/article-2065611-0EED9ABA00000578-888_233x423.jpg" width="110" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HsKiZ66iNQ/Ts-vMhn1cpI/AAAAAAAACC8/Mk1Li0YfOuI/s1600/512PMYMGA3L__SS500_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HsKiZ66iNQ/Ts-vMhn1cpI/AAAAAAAACC8/Mk1Li0YfOuI/s200/512PMYMGA3L__SS500_.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/anne-mccaffrey-dragon-lady-pern-passed-184811105.html"&gt;Anne McCaffrey&lt;/a&gt; left us on November 23, 2011 at age 85.&lt;br /&gt;When I started to read prolifically in junior high school like most boys at that time who grew up on Saturday afternoons watching Science Fiction Thriller movies. I was natural I'd start reading sf. Isaac Asimov, Rober Heinlien, Poul Anderson, Harlan Ellison, Andre Norton and Anne McCaffrey. &lt;br /&gt;She wrote hard scienc fiction like her Crystal Singer series and Ship Who Sang then incoroporated it into fantasy with her Dragon rider stories. In 1986 she was one of the few writers in this genre that hit it big on the New York Times best seller list with the third book in her Dragon Riders series: The White Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;I read the novella that was later turned into the first novel: Dragon Flight in an anthology of Hugo Award Winning Stories. (Hugo's are the top awards for sf &amp;amp; fantasy) What was fascinating about the dragons in her stories is they imprint and are linked telepathically to their riders. This makes the dragons equal characters with their riders. It is a total bafflement to me and I'm sure many of her fans why none of her stories have been turned into film. CG technology has been up to the task for at least ten years and I've seen numerous movies with lesser dragons than and stories than hers. &lt;br /&gt;I joined the Science Fiction and Fantasy Book Club and picked up about six books a year for nearly ten years through them. I dropped the club in the mid 80's because they stopped having books that were sf being mostly sword and sorcery. I fell in love with her Fire Lizards. A subset of the planet Pern where these stories are set in the Harper Hall books dealing with a young haper (singer) named Mennoly who imprints a clutch of fire lizards. After I read the first of these books Dragon Singer I gave it to Penni, who was in high school at the time, and the first thing she said after reading it was, "I want a fire lizard."&lt;br /&gt;When I married decades ago I read all these stories to my wife. Reading to each other helps keep us close.&amp;nbsp;The Crystal Singer stories with Killashandra Rhee were her favorites.&lt;br /&gt;Notice how singing is so integral to her stories? It's not often any writer adds the importance of music to their make believe worlds.&lt;br /&gt;Teaching 7th grade English I aquired a classroom set of Dragon Flight, and not all the students liked it, but I'm hoping I made a few of them Dragon fans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-1552194141275771529?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/1552194141275771529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=1552194141275771529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1552194141275771529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1552194141275771529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/11/killashandrea-rhee-has-stopped-singing.html' title='Killashandrea Rhee has stopped singing.'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6y09SBOREfI/Ts-vHaF7z8I/AAAAAAAACC0/yVkap-S2tx0/s72-c/article-2065611-0EED9ABA00000578-888_233x423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-7733869366407956101</id><published>2011-11-22T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:18:48.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Searching</title><content type='html'>Since I've started e-publishing I had like most writers lots of stuff gathering dust that they'd written, but either never got around to finishing or thought it&amp;nbsp;wasn't good enough to send to a publisher. I'd been writing a flash story a day for some time. I'd choose a picture, describe it as practice for my other work. Eventually just describing a face or flowers or scenery became quite dull so I started weaving a quick little story of the picture. The person's expression was where I usually got started, if the person looked happy, why were they happy, satisfied, same thing, anger, sad...&lt;br /&gt;I compiled these stories into three anthologies when I started e-publishing and then started going back and taking some of the flash stories turning them into short stories. I'd turn a 500 or 1,000 word story into a 3,000 to 5,000 word story. One I turned into over 18,000 words.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the pictures I used for these stories I chose from the Playboy Cyber Club. Out of 30 pictures of a model only about 10 show nudity. They usually have a glamour shot of the model's face and many of those were my inspiration. If you can describe a person's face you can describe just about anything, and the women are gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;One of the flash stories I developed into a short story turned virulent on me. The characters took me to a place well past the line I thought I could go. There is a thin line between describing the human body in all it's glory and pornography. This story crossed that line and when I'd finished the story the characters wanted a repeat and I wrote a second story and recently a third. By the third story I went as far as I'm willing to go and now it's time to step back, say, "I'm glad I got that out of my system," and pull back.&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine, who I respect greatly read one of those stories. As a friend he told me how much it troubled him, not because he's prudish,&amp;nbsp;more like giving a drink to an alcoholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Optimus: Praetorian Guard&lt;/em&gt; is my&amp;nbsp;pride and joy. I don't want what this book and the subsequent sequel&amp;nbsp;tarnished by these characters. I've unpublished them. Yes in this e-publishing world you can unring a bell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-7733869366407956101?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/7733869366407956101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=7733869366407956101&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7733869366407956101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7733869366407956101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/11/soul-searching.html' title='Soul Searching'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-479018256649458896</id><published>2011-11-21T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T13:30:11.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vander's is out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iylzkva86pI/TsqwqP2IzmI/AAAAAAAACCs/otlmWKd-JI8/s1600/Vanders.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iylzkva86pI/TsqwqP2IzmI/AAAAAAAACCs/otlmWKd-JI8/s320/Vanders.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Way back in 1989 on a 286 pc without a hard drive using Bank Street Writer I wrote my first novel over the summer. It was for Ted Turner's Tomorrow awards. The story had to deal with a positive future. I didn' win.&lt;br /&gt;Strangely I kept the story through all the different incarnations of computers and when I started e-publishing last March I dusted it off and have been editing this story. Today I pubished it at Smashwords.com and Amazon.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;Eugene Vanders is an electircal engeneering professor at UNM. He's living a comfortable life with wife and daughter. A student tells the police he's a drug dealer and they raid his house. The new police chief trying to avoid law suits and bad publicity has a standing order that all drug raids produce drugs. They plant cocain in Vander's garage and he is arrested. &lt;br /&gt;While in prison his wife is murdered and daughter commits suicide. Vanders swears that those responsible will pay.&lt;br /&gt;He develops silicon discs that can make anything placed on them fly. The first real magic carpet. He fights with corporations and government to market his invention and revolutionize transportation while getting even with those who set him up. He's torn between seeking revenge and giving forgiveness to rebuild his life with a new wife and step-son.&lt;br /&gt;This story deals with the abuses and problems with our war on drugs which is just as pertinent today as it was twenty years ago. It also is about how difficult it is to market new transportation technology while fighting oil companies, automobile corporations and government regulations. It's positive message is that this&amp;nbsp;technology&amp;nbsp;is possible and it will become reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-479018256649458896?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/479018256649458896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=479018256649458896&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/479018256649458896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/479018256649458896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/11/way-back-in-1989-on-286-pc-without-hard.html' title='Vander&apos;s is out'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iylzkva86pI/TsqwqP2IzmI/AAAAAAAACCs/otlmWKd-JI8/s72-c/Vanders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-6362820411513801505</id><published>2011-11-09T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T16:09:40.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Year In Writing</title><content type='html'>A year ago I had a really bad case of something that kept me in bed for nearly the whole month. When whatever it was let go of its grip I needed out of the house, but still wanted to write. My client didn't have much legal work for me so I approached him about using the office for my writing and I'd do a few gofor things as a quid pro quo. He agreed.&lt;br /&gt;I came across an article about Yellowstone being a super volcano that could explode at any time and that it would nearly wipe out mankind when it does. I started a novel with the premise that if we can fly into space, build underwater hotels, survive in the arctic and antarctic that our technology is now capable of meeting even this challenge. I hit 80,000 words starting my story &lt;em&gt;The Fan Plan&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;in 1963, but the back story reaches to 1948 and worked my way up to 1990. I set the eruption around 2017 to 2020. I hit a wall at that point so I put it aside. I finished editing &lt;em&gt;Human Sacrifices&lt;/em&gt; which I had worked on for ten years while editing and&amp;nbsp;printondemand publishing:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Optimus: Praetorian Guard&lt;/em&gt;. I submitted it to Publish America after Anne Littlewolf did a wonderful cover for it, but then discovered the wonderful world of e-publishing. I backed out of the deal with PA and felt a 900lb Gorilla fall off my back.&lt;br /&gt;I published HS and the first 40,000 words of &lt;em&gt;The Fan Plan&lt;/em&gt; (up to 1976). &lt;br /&gt;For years I'd been writing descriptive flash stories based on pictures as an exercise. I compiled them into three anthologies and published them.&lt;br /&gt;The very first novel I wrote &lt;em&gt;Vander's Magic Carpet&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;over the summer of 1989 on a 286 pc with monochrome screen on 51/4 inch floppies for Ted Turner's Tomorrow Awards. A 50,000 word piece that didn't win. I discovered that I'd transferred it to 3.25 floppies and then from hard drive to hard drive of numerous computers and still had it. My client looked it over since I start the story with a court case and he gave me advice on how to make it more authentic. I started editing it and then discovered that marketing flying cars around the year 2000, which was the future when written wouldn't sell today with our war on terror. I've put it on the backburner until I have time to edit it more for the present. I think the story will still work.&lt;br /&gt;So projects in the works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Update Vander's Magic Carpet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish Fan Plan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Research and write sequel to Optimus: Praetorian Guard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My client suddenly needed me to do some actual work, taking documents to the courthouse, getting ready for a trial, which has been put on indefinite hold, and now that documents are being submitted digitally I scanned his current cases and have just finished scanning all his dormant files. For the past three months I haven't had a lot of time to write. I was also doing 10 hours a week volunteering at a golf course to get free golf. I'm kind of thick at times. After three months I figured 10 hours to golf once a week for free wasn't worth it. That has freed up some time.&lt;br /&gt;With scanner&amp;nbsp;at the ready I've given my card to numerous attorneys and said, "Have scanner will archive." So far no takers, which is good for my writing.&lt;br /&gt;While doing all of the above there was no sense in working on novels. I started looking at some of my flash stories and developed them into short stories. It's been so nice that once I have a 3 to 5 thousand word story done I can post it at Smashwords and Amazon for Kindle. Smashwords then sends them out to Kobo, Nook, Sony&amp;nbsp;or readers can download a HTML or PDF files. I've even been getting royalties. Wow who would have thought it a couple of years ago that the average author could now get royalties instead of rejection letters or be an indentured servant of print on demand!&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to have the second part of&amp;nbsp;Fan Plan and Vanders ready for publishing by the end of December so I can get serious about &lt;em&gt;Stephanus&lt;/em&gt; (my sequel to Optimus).&lt;br /&gt;That is if my client doesn't tie me up with legal work or I&amp;nbsp;get takers on digitally archiving.&lt;br /&gt;Where's this coming from?&amp;nbsp; I ran into fellow teachers at a Mickey D's yesterday and they asked if I was getting by on retirement. I handed them my card with pmprescottenterprises.com on it and said, "Check it out&amp;nbsp;and see how I'm doing."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-6362820411513801505?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/6362820411513801505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=6362820411513801505&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6362820411513801505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6362820411513801505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/11/crazy-year-in-writing.html' title='Crazy Year In Writing'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4245021061010461039</id><published>2011-11-05T10:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T10:53:28.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethics and Virtue</title><content type='html'>I'm tying a few scattered thoughts into a thesis so stay with me as I connect the dots.&lt;br /&gt;Point 1:&lt;br /&gt;I recently received a newsletter from Logsdon Theological Seminary tied in with Hardin-Simmons University in Abilene Texas. It was two lectures on T. B. Maston the best know ethics professor in the last century among Southern Baptists.&amp;nbsp;You can listen to the lectures &lt;a href="http://www.logsdonseminary.org/index.php/ministersandchurches/logsdon-publications"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;The first lecture was a biography and the second on his thoughts. I was very impressed with the summation of Maston's thoughts and will share a few, which I wholeheartedly agree with concerning Christian Ethics.&lt;br /&gt;So what is ethics:&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;the term 'ethics' is singular. Second, ethics has to do with oughtness-with what a person or a group of persons ought to do, with what is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so what should a Christian "ought" to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The basic characteristic of the cross-kind-of-life is self-denial or servanthood. Maston wrote: "The first or basic law of life is not self preservation but self-denial and self-sacrifice. This is the 'way of the cross. "&amp;nbsp;He emphasized that the cross involves the crucifixion of self with selfish ambition and purpose because Jesus made clear that the cross calls for &lt;strong&gt;selfdenial&lt;/strong&gt; in the life of the Christian. Maston often quoted Jesus' statement recorded in Matthew 16:24: "If any man will come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross, and follow me." The first followers of Jesus knew the cross not as jewelry or architectural symbol but as an instrument of suffering and death. They clearly understood Jesus to be calling them to a life of &lt;strong&gt;sacrifice and servanthood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; (bold emphasis mine). Let me be clear here. This applies to Christians only. I am in no way saying that everyone in the U.S. or the world for that matter should apply their ethics by this standard. However since so much of the Republican party and the Moral Mafia do feel this way, and that they call themselves Christians I feel this should be a standard applied to their thoughts and actions over the last thirty years when they first got in bed with a major political party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 2. Read &lt;a href="http://krugman.blogs.nytimes.com/"&gt;Paul Krugman&lt;/a&gt; today. He had an article concerning people who concider him (Krugman)&amp;nbsp;to be hypocritical because he makes lots of money, but advocates for higher taxes on the rich and a strong social safety net. He ties in&amp;nbsp;Mel Gibson's movie &lt;em&gt;The Patriot&lt;/em&gt; and another person's critique of how patriotism wasn't a virtue of the film because the film's hero didn't fight for his country, but only out of revenge for the British attack on his house and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;So to say what should be obvious but apparently isn’t: supporting policies that are to your personal financial disadvantage isn’t hypocrisy — it’s civic virtue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;But, say the wingnuts, you say that rich people are evil. Actually, no — that’s a right-wing fantasy about what liberals believe. I don’t want to punish the rich, I just want them to pay more taxes. You can favor redistribution without indulging in class hatred; it’s only the defenders of privilege who try to claim otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Lind’s essay about Mel Gibson ended with concerns that we may have lost the sense of what citizenship and its duties mean. Indeed. If people can’t comprehend what it means to work for larger goals than their own interest, if they actually consider any deviation from self-service somehow a sign of phoniness, we, as a nation, are lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Point 3: Cognitive dissonance is believing two diametrically&amp;nbsp;opposed ideas at the same time, and that is what is happening in&amp;nbsp;the Republican party. It's&amp;nbsp;a coalition of different types of conservatives. Social conservatives such as the moral mafia that fight against abortion, same sex marriage, dancing, drinking, breathing, etc. and Physcal conservatives or financial conservatives that are against regulations on big business, taxes and are for wars because they're good for business and deplete the surplus population. The bible for the business crowd is Ayn Rand's&lt;em&gt; Atlas Shrugged&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayn Rand's philosophy is 180 degrees opposite of Maston's Ethic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Atlas Shrugged&lt;/em&gt; page 953-4 (paperback 35th anniversary edition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"'Sacrifice' does not mean the rejection of the worthless, but of the precious. 'Sacrifice&amp;nbsp;does not&amp;nbsp;mean the rejection of evil for&amp;nbsp;the sake of the good, but the good for the sake of&amp;nbsp; the evil. 'Sacrifice' is the surrender of that which you value for that which you don't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"If you want to save the last of your dignity, do not call your best actions 'sacrifice' that term brands you as immoral."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rand has John Galt end her doctoral disseertation on economics by saying page 993:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"You will win when you are ready to pronounce the oath I have taken at the start of my battle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the&amp;nbsp;sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If those in business want to live amorally, fine. The only beef I have with them is using pennies out of their pockets to buy congress critters to legislate them Billions of taxpayer money when they don't chip in and help out and get us into needless wars for their profits. That's an economic and political difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I have nothing but scorn for the leaders of the Southern Baptist Convention and the others of the moral mafia who have sold their souls to the crooks for lip service on their pet issues. The physcal conserevatives have stacked the Supreme Court and got what they wanted: Corporations have human rights. Roe v. Wade hasn't been overturned yet, nor will it because the crooks know that once the moral mafia gets what it wants their votes will melt away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Christians and patriots know that giving is better for those around us and even for our own sense of self-worth. It's what makes us human. Sociopaths are only in it for themselves. Too bad so many of those who claim to be Christians are really sociopaths only interested in the money and power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4245021061010461039?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4245021061010461039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4245021061010461039&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4245021061010461039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4245021061010461039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/11/ethics-and-virtue.html' title='Ethics and Virtue'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8907120857036176643</id><published>2011-11-03T10:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:22:51.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Cake</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was daughter's birthday and tomorrow is Grinnygranny and my 33rd anniversary. Had a nice dinner with all the family for daughter. Tomorrow we haven't decided about yet. I might work a little while in the morning if my client has something for me to do, if not we're both free to get away for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National advertising and numerous critiques heralded a movie named &lt;em&gt;Anonymous&lt;/em&gt;. It deals with the Oxfordian theory of authorship for all the works of Shakespeare. I read a few posts by Michael Prescott (no relation) on his blog a few years back and it peaked my interest. I fall in the catagory of who the bloody hell cares, but thought it would be a nice period piece&amp;nbsp;set in one of my favorite time periods. Guess what. None of the theaters in backwoods New Mexico is showing it. Not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a post at the &lt;a href="http://anothercaptainslog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Captain's blog&lt;/a&gt; concerning a military approach to economic stimulus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8907120857036176643?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8907120857036176643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8907120857036176643&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8907120857036176643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8907120857036176643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/11/between-cake.html' title='Between Cake'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-1389600394731694390</id><published>2011-10-16T16:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:46:20.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Economic Anorexia</title><content type='html'>There's nothing more horrifying than watching someone struggling with anorexia. They're purposely starving themselves to death all the while deluding themselves that they're getting more and more beautiful. Isn't that what the fresh water economists are doing here and in Europe. Cutting taxes, cutting spending starving the economies and deluding themselves while millions of people are losing jobs, homes, cutting education, adult children&amp;nbsp;unable to establish independence after graduation, underemployed dying without health insurance etc. and the economic experts&amp;nbsp;look at the economic starvation all around them and delude themselves that this is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;Just as a human body needs food to maintain all aspects of the body so does an economy need money to feed all those living in the system. Governemt spending is that food. It's needed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-1389600394731694390?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/1389600394731694390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=1389600394731694390&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1389600394731694390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1389600394731694390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/10/economic-anorexia.html' title='Economic Anorexia'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2282988852698916059</id><published>2011-10-12T08:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T08:38:48.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>John Denver Lives On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ag0O2ex1ZA/TpWft07zHbI/AAAAAAAAB_o/O3FH_Isp-OY/s1600/jd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ag0O2ex1ZA/TpWft07zHbI/AAAAAAAAB_o/O3FH_Isp-OY/s1600/jd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many memories of going off to college in 1972 out on the windy dusty plains of Texas was an up and coming singer that had songs about mountains. The one thing I was really homesick for over&amp;nbsp;those years were mountains. When I fell in love, many times over those four years, there was the perfect song for someone passionate about a woman: &lt;strong&gt;You fill up my senses&lt;/strong&gt;... (&lt;em&gt;Annie's Song&lt;/em&gt;) Not hard to sing along with if you drop an octave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's hard to imagine it's been 14 years since John Denver's plane ran out of fuel and&amp;nbsp;his voice was lost to the world. At one time his album &lt;em&gt;An Evening With John Denver&lt;/em&gt; was the biggest selling of all time.&amp;nbsp;Of all his songs the one I love the most&amp;nbsp;on this album is: &lt;em&gt;Grandma's Featherbed&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today on the anniversay of that tragic day&amp;nbsp;his &lt;a href="http://www.wstar.org/"&gt;Windstar&lt;/a&gt; foundation in Colorado is hosting an open house and auction to continue his work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CConv6iifW8/TpWk3laSmJI/AAAAAAAACAE/J92tMMm7Eyc/s1600/hawk+portrait+%2528480x640%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CConv6iifW8/TpWk3laSmJI/AAAAAAAACAE/J92tMMm7Eyc/s320/hawk+portrait+%2528480x640%2529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John Denver is one of the celebrities that purchased a painting from Anne Littlewolf. She recently did a John Denver collection of&amp;nbsp;paintings based on his songs, and Windstar accepted them for their auction. Over the next month I'll put on&amp;nbsp;the paintings on my heading. I've started with &lt;strong&gt;Portait of a Hawk&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2282988852698916059?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2282988852698916059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2282988852698916059&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2282988852698916059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2282988852698916059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-of-many-memories-of-going-off-to.html' title='John Denver Lives On'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ag0O2ex1ZA/TpWft07zHbI/AAAAAAAAB_o/O3FH_Isp-OY/s72-c/jd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4281285138433631044</id><published>2011-10-04T09:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:11:06.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Security surrounded by enemies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mainstreambaptist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bruce&lt;/a&gt; has a post concerning Israel, here's my take:&lt;br /&gt;Israel:&amp;nbsp;A militaristic state surrounded by enemies outnumbering them 10/1. Yes they are a democracy, but their only weapon of survival is keeping those surrounding them in fear of their military. It worked in 1948 when they created their country. They&amp;nbsp;used their armed forces to good advantage in 1967 and defended it well in 1973. Since then no single country around them has tried to invade them and they are on the defensive against terror attacks. Their only real chance of survival is to increase their population, which they've done by birth rate and&amp;nbsp;taking in Jews from Eastern Europe, and then slowly driving out the Palestinians with settlements in the occupied areas gained from the 1967 war. The U. N. can recognized Palestine as a separate country, but slowly and surely Israel will shove them out and fill up what they conquered. The stubborness of the surrounding countries refusing to admit them as refugees is delaying&amp;nbsp;Israel's&amp;nbsp;success, but won't stop it. This will not be a process for the squemish and hasn't been since the British left and the whole mess got started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4281285138433631044?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4281285138433631044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4281285138433631044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4281285138433631044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4281285138433631044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/10/security-surrounded-by-enemies.html' title='Security surrounded by enemies'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-7569432513382686376</id><published>2011-09-26T19:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:32:13.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Time Ago...</title><content type='html'>When I was 14 I made&amp;nbsp;a friend that my parents didn't exactly approve of. He lived down the street. He was in 7th grade and I was in 8th. He was a bad influence on me. He got me smoking. We were going to a very fundamentalist church at the time. The preacher didn't think Christians should go to movies, watch TV other than Dallas Cowboy Football, and the usual no smoking, drinking, premarital sex, playing cards, dominoes...&lt;br /&gt;In the fall only 9th graders played football so there wasn't anything to do after school until basketball started up in November. M and I sometimes with someone else would go to his house until I knew Mom would get home from work. I'd bang around on his drum set and we'd smoke. During lunch there was a vacant house with a back yard bordering the school. We'd jump the wall and smoke. Mom's reading this so I won't tell anyone how we got the cigarettes. We got caught and were suspended from school for three days. Mom was not pleased. I had to read John Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress and write a report. She had some other punishments for those three days.&lt;br /&gt;What this did was give me an out from smoking. I really didn't like it. Every time I'd light up I'd look over my shoulder to see if someone was around that would tell my parents and I knew God wasn't pleased.&lt;br /&gt;I could then tell M that I wouldn't smoke anymore. He stopped having anything to do with me and I wasn't all that upset about it.&lt;br /&gt;We had little contact the rest of that year or the next. I didn't play basketball that year, but made varsity in track. I went on over the years to be state champion in the mile, get a track scholarship to college and so on.&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago when we joined a house church pastored by the&amp;nbsp;man I currently do legal assistant work with. M and his wife are also members of this church. He and S (the pastor) worked in a&amp;nbsp;prison ministry. I don't know all the details how M came to find tthe Lord, but it's been nice to meet again. The problem is that his is dying from the forty plus years of smoking and won't quit. It's sad for his wife to come alone to church because he's too sick to get out of bed and see her tears knowing he doesn't have much time.&lt;br /&gt;To a certain extent his story could be mine if I didn't have parents who cared and a faith to help me overcome peer pressure at that time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-7569432513382686376?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/7569432513382686376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=7569432513382686376&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7569432513382686376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7569432513382686376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/09/long-time-ago.html' title='A Long Time Ago...'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-1528602858921879908</id><published>2011-09-24T08:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T08:53:43.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness or Nothingness</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/dimitri-hamlin/is-that-all-there-is-the-question-of-nihilism_b_975863.html?show_comment_id=109423739#comment_109423739,sb=2030898,b=facebook"&gt;Dimitri Hamlin&lt;/a&gt;, an ontalogical anarchist, wrote a piece in the Huffpo. Arianna Huffington even suggested to him the title of the piece: Is That All There Is?&lt;br /&gt;This is his conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Nothing is the positive yet indeterminate impression on the horizon, just before becoming something definite. It is nothing and it is not-nothing. Together with the present, it is the future and it is the past. It is the pure potential and freedom to experience -- the initial "I can" of intentional consciousness that provides for my participation and correspondence with wonder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I think the world is interesting because I actually care about the possibility of nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Singing, "Is that all?" the chorus calls for us to recognize the continually conspicuous presence of an absence. Disappointment is not so much the problem now if we believe in nothing; because nothing, by definition, actually exceeds all possible expectation: "wherefore it is right that What Is be not unfulfilled; for it is not lacking: if it were, it would lack everything." (Parmenides, fr. 8.33) I think that sometimes we mistake things for their absence and for this, in the end I trust, there will always be more to say about nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Maybe&lt;strong&gt; Queen&lt;/strong&gt; said what he's trying to say better in &lt;em&gt;Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;/em&gt;: "Nothing really matters, nothing really matters at all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting ideas, even compelling to many, but there is nothing more like Hell on Earth that a state of anarchy. Anarchic societies are fear zones. Women must be protected at all costs or they will be kidnapped or raped or sold into slavery. They can't leave the house without protection or being covered from head to foot so no one knows what they look like, their shape or age. Men walk around carrying machine guns ready to shoot at anyone who looks funny at them. Homes are forts built for protection. There is only the law of the gun. But what the hell, there will always be something to say about nothing, because nothing really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare this to "Persuit of Happiness."&lt;br /&gt;Definition here: Happiness as meant by Greek thought and used by Thomas Jefferson means contentment, fulfillment, completeness, not just having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;This is closer to Maslow's top on the pyramid: Self Actualization&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is something, not nothing. Happiness is something to strive for, work for, appreciate what you've done, learn from your mistakes, regret the harm you've done to others. &lt;br /&gt;To look back and see that you did SOMETHING in and with your life. You loved a woman or many, you had the joy and despair of being a parent, you worked not just for money to live on, but your labor mattered, you were part of manufacturing products, repaired stuff, grew and harvested plants, nursed the ill, taught children, raised children, kept a clean house, bounced grandchildren on your knee before your knee replacement.&lt;br /&gt;When you have done SOMETHING with your life there is accomplishment, pride, fulfillment, sorrow, pain, regret, completeness, contentment: HAPPINESS.&lt;br /&gt;All of these are emotions some are even opposites, you've loved and hated sometimes the same person at the same time, your feeling good, you feel sorrow, anger, laughter. When you do something you feel something. You feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only emotion anarchy satisfies is greed, selfishness, fear and numbness concerning others. A great philosophy for serial killers, rapists, theives, drug&amp;nbsp;dealers,&amp;nbsp;corporations. Whenever this philosophy is prevalent society is ruled by tyrants, dictators, secret police, and fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-1528602858921879908?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/1528602858921879908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=1528602858921879908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1528602858921879908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1528602858921879908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/09/happiness-or-nothingness.html' title='Happiness or Nothingness'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-1330637287076028452</id><published>2011-09-18T18:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T18:29:25.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Golfing again</title><content type='html'>Got wifey out to play Friday, we did all 18 holes and had fun. We went to play again today, but the course had a tournament. Not often I can talk her into playing that often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-1330637287076028452?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/1330637287076028452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=1330637287076028452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1330637287076028452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1330637287076028452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/09/golfing-again.html' title='Golfing again'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-3652688544860986805</id><published>2011-09-09T09:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:29:51.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasant Surprise</title><content type='html'>Finally got the bill from the hospital for wife's gall bladder surgery. PPO dismissed most of the bill, paid a good portion and it looks like we'll be able to pay it off in one year. A little belt tightening but not nearly as bad as we feared. Flex account has covered all the other bills.&lt;br /&gt;Now cross fingers that we remain healthy for the next few years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-3652688544860986805?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/3652688544860986805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=3652688544860986805&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3652688544860986805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3652688544860986805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/09/pleasant-surprise.html' title='Pleasant Surprise'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2881680272240147538</id><published>2011-09-06T08:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T08:57:39.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Kindle</title><content type='html'>I have a magic kindle. Whenever I have to go to the doctor or take someone to the doctor and in the waiting room to be called, or am waiting for the wife to finish before we can leave, or&amp;nbsp;just about anytime I'm waiting for someone else all I have to do is take out my kindle and start reading and magically they show up before I can get one page read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2881680272240147538?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2881680272240147538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2881680272240147538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2881680272240147538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2881680272240147538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/09/magic-kindle.html' title='Magic Kindle'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4833405700207436964</id><published>2011-09-04T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T15:20:42.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thinkprogress.org/yglesias/2011/09/02/310902/stealing-public-domain-books-is-still-stealing/"&gt;Matthew Iglesias&lt;/a&gt; has an interesting post concerning file sharing of e-books. Kind of like file sharing of music a few years back. Most e-book readers like Kindle or Nook are specific, but many e-books are PDF's and can be easily downloaded onto other computers or readers. He's really upset about file sharing books in the public domain, his example: Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if you can get it free from Amazon or Barne's &amp;amp; Nobles, or get it free by getting it e-mailed to you by a friend, what's the difference? It's public domain!&lt;br /&gt;Here's my beef. I went to Amazon and checked my book. &lt;em&gt;Optimus: Praetorian Guard&lt;/em&gt;. They still haven't dropped the kindle price down to $7.99 to match the price now set by Publish America. But if you look at the NEW books offered by different book sellers the price ranges from $8.99 to a whopping 874.25. Most in the 30-40 range. Here's my question. These are new books which should only be sold new by Publish America or through their distributors to book stores where the sales should generate my royalties, or by me after I buy them from Publish America and sell them at a book signing. HOW CAN THESE BOOKS SELLERS GET NEW COPIES OF MY BOOK AND SELL THEM WITHOUT PAYING ME A ROYALTY?&lt;br /&gt;I can understant the used books offered, but if the books are new I should be getting my cut for my work and my copyright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4833405700207436964?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4833405700207436964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4833405700207436964&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4833405700207436964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4833405700207436964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/09/matthew-iglesias-has-interesting-post.html' title=''/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-143515874308430832</id><published>2011-08-24T13:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T13:27:26.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>Took a "tag you're it" trip to Santa Fe. Had to hand deliver a letter to someone concerning a case Attorney X is working on. Here's a tip, never trust a google map. Had to buy a map at a gas station to find the place.&lt;br /&gt;I've been running ragged taking papers out to Rio Rancho's courthouse. Twenty miles out and another 20 back. Air conditioner works good in the car, but the heat still gets to you. It's nice going into a quaint little courthouse that's not filled with people hustling and bustling. I just hate the drive.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what got into me on the last story I published. Normally I write R rated stuff to add a little spice, but the characters in this story were a lot randier than normal. It seems to be getting a lot more hits on smashwords than my more tame stories. Perhaps there's a lesson to be learned.&lt;br /&gt;Publish America has lowered the price of the softcover of Optimus: Praetorian Guard from $27.95 to $12.95. There's still the PAper back for $9.99, and they lowered the e-book price down to $7.95. Amazon last time I checked had the kindle edition still at the 27 buck price tag, but it should be coming down soon. I expect PA will hike the prices back up after the first of the year, so if you don't own a copy and want one, now is the time to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-143515874308430832?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/143515874308430832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=143515874308430832&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/143515874308430832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/143515874308430832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/08/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy busy'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2669438008822231847</id><published>2011-08-21T20:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T20:11:12.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perk starting to pay off</title><content type='html'>Volunteering at a golf course is starting to have its benefits. Had a nice round of golf Tuesday and today got wife out for nine holes.&lt;div&gt;Saw a rabbit take off running and a red tailed hawk swoop down from a tree. The rabbit dropped in  a hole and the hawk sailed to another tree not missing a beat. Nature is awesome some times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2669438008822231847?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2669438008822231847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2669438008822231847&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2669438008822231847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2669438008822231847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/08/perk-starting-to-pay-off.html' title='Perk starting to pay off'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-5070556564062520673</id><published>2011-08-19T14:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:06:52.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Goose Chase</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drove for three hours today and accomplished nothing. Well I did get paid. Attorney's loss more than mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a case in Rio Rancho which is in Sandoval county so I have to drive to Bernalillo and backtrack on highway 528 for three miles. Got there at 12:10 to drop off papers. They close on Fridays at noon. Drive back to Alb., get to the courthouse to pick up papers from a judge and file them, he hasn't signed them. Get to repeat the process Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Published another short story on smashwords.com yesterday. It's free, but beware. I normally write R rated stories, this one got away from me at it is XXX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fObCgnjkxrU/Tk7CELd8XGI/AAAAAAAAB-k/HDLeVEg6PZQ/s1600/FF%2Baugust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642660760195456098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fObCgnjkxrU/Tk7CELd8XGI/AAAAAAAAB-k/HDLeVEg6PZQ/s400/FF%2Baugust.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-5070556564062520673?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/5070556564062520673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=5070556564062520673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5070556564062520673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5070556564062520673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/08/wild-goose-chase.html' title='Wild Goose Chase'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fObCgnjkxrU/Tk7CELd8XGI/AAAAAAAAB-k/HDLeVEg6PZQ/s72-c/FF%2Baugust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4419612663672890699</id><published>2011-08-07T20:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T20:49:29.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>Wife's work had a retreat and we stayed at a local hotel for two nights. Nice room, had the pool all to ourselves Friday afternoon while everyone else went shopping. Banquets Thurs &amp;amp; Friday nights and on Friday morning seminars. Banquet rooms need better chairs. Sitting through the presentation over three days in those chairs is nearly deadly.&lt;br /&gt;The couple that presented had good skits and a well needed message. Friday night we saw the movie &lt;em&gt;Courageous&lt;/em&gt; from Sherwood Baptist Church that did &lt;em&gt;Fireproof&lt;/em&gt;. It will have a theatrical release in September. It's an excellent movie with lots of humor to break up the more serious parts.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped the wife off Sat morning and did 5 hours as a marshall on the golf course. Strip club had a tournament, but it was more about a bunch of guys with a girl or two seeing how much beer they could guzzle. Course made a mint on the booze.&lt;br /&gt;Came home took a quick shower and we went to the Isotopes game which had a fireworks night. 'Topes were up 20-7 at the end of the 4th inning. The only thing that kept the crowd there was the fireworks. We only go to the Isotopes once or twice a summer. Before they built the new stadium and when the kids were little going to the Dukes was a cheap form of entertainment. You could park in the outfield for little money and tailgate. They had family night coupons and you could take in your own cooler and parking was free.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's 5 bucks to park, you have to buy drinks and food there, tickets are still fairly reasonable, but the whole experience is not the bargain it was with the Dukes.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I spent most of today napping trying to recover. I have to marshall for 5 hours again tomorrow. What I have to do for free golf, only after putting in the hours as a marshall I haven't had the time to get out there and golf for free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4419612663672890699?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4419612663672890699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4419612663672890699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4419612663672890699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4419612663672890699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/08/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-9174188505565047338</id><published>2011-08-02T09:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T09:33:08.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A good trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MSuE0zLKe4/TjgXyj4e6TI/AAAAAAAAB-U/Yhq_v2nyAA4/s1600/elephant%2Bbutte%2B073111%2B%252822%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636281091047221554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MSuE0zLKe4/TjgXyj4e6TI/AAAAAAAAB-U/Yhq_v2nyAA4/s400/elephant%2Bbutte%2B073111%2B%252822%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a trip with the churc to Elephant Butte Lake over the weekend. If you stretch your imagination that butte does look like an elephant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good time was had by all. The lake is really low, but that didn't stop lots of people from ski-doing, fishing, skiing and swimming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Campers next to where the friend with the boat were next to caught a 20 pound bass with thier skido. They hit it and pulled it up with their hands as it bobbed up and down stunned. An interesting way to catch dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-9174188505565047338?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/9174188505565047338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=9174188505565047338&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/9174188505565047338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/9174188505565047338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-trip.html' title='A good trip'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MSuE0zLKe4/TjgXyj4e6TI/AAAAAAAAB-U/Yhq_v2nyAA4/s72-c/elephant%2Bbutte%2B073111%2B%252822%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8623105490870007612</id><published>2011-07-28T08:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T08:27:27.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To the lake</title><content type='html'>Member of our church has a boat that can hold twelve people so we're going to hold church services on a lake this Sunday. It's a house church and twelve is the normal attendance. Wife is feeling good enough to go. She's been working the last two days and is getting stronger. It should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8623105490870007612?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8623105490870007612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8623105490870007612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8623105490870007612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8623105490870007612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-lake.html' title='To the lake'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4945695900837322158</id><published>2011-07-25T08:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T09:05:15.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Back To Normal</title><content type='html'>We had a pretty busy weekend. Took wife and daughter to see Harry Potter and a nice lunch at Fudruckers and we went to church yesterday. Wife is starting to walk more and can stay up longer as long as the painkillers are working. She has a tendency to wait too long before taking them and they take longer to kick in.&lt;br /&gt;She's going to work tomorrow half time and we'll see if she's up to going back on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank all who have offered their prayers and special thoughts through this time in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4945695900837322158?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4945695900837322158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4945695900837322158&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4945695900837322158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4945695900837322158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/07/getting-back-to-normal.html' title='Getting Back To Normal'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-754105796872775989</id><published>2011-07-14T09:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T09:45:29.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow going</title><content type='html'>Wife feels good one day, get up and walks around the house, sits in the living room and the next day she's exhausted and has trouble getting out of bed. The doctor said she'd have good days and bad days and she is. The progress is slow, but healing is happening and there should be more good days than bad days coming up.&lt;br /&gt;Convention got together some meals for us and our freezer is full. Many thanks to those who shared their generosity with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-754105796872775989?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/754105796872775989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=754105796872775989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/754105796872775989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/754105796872775989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/07/slow-going.html' title='Slow going'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2773559957978748152</id><published>2011-07-11T14:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T14:43:56.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Recovery</title><content type='html'>Wife is home and she's feeling better today than yesterday. It's going to be a challenge for me to keep her from trying to do too much. She doesn't like lying in bed with nothing to do. She's doing word searches, working on her plastic canvas and we started watching all the Beauty and The Beast tv episodes on the Wii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2773559957978748152?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2773559957978748152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2773559957978748152&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2773559957978748152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2773559957978748152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/07/slow-recovery.html' title='Slow Recovery'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2898858317272281226</id><published>2011-07-07T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:01:15.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All's Well</title><content type='html'>Surgery went well, did lapro so she should be home tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2898858317272281226?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2898858317272281226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2898858317272281226&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2898858317272281226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2898858317272281226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/07/alls-well.html' title='All&apos;s Well'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-6024350854327626159</id><published>2011-07-06T19:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T19:13:59.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Delayed</title><content type='html'>Surgeon couldn't fit wife's in to the schedule today, she'll have surgery in the morning. If he can do laproscopic her recovery time will be much quicker. The extra day of antibiotics should help. She was feeling much better and needed the pain meds less than yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-6024350854327626159?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/6024350854327626159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=6024350854327626159&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6024350854327626159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6024350854327626159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/07/delayed.html' title='Delayed'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4296999240132690390</id><published>2011-07-04T22:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:32:19.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It May Be Dry Here, But For Me It's Raining.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday our van's transmission died, son found a car from a friend on the cheap so he has a ride to work. The van will have to sit until hell freezes over or I find a few thousand dollars to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;Wife had heartburn all last night and nothing helped. It got worse and I took her to the emergency room. EKG was fine so they did an ultrasound and found gall stones. They admitted her and she's talking to a surgeon in the morning. Insurance is good, but the 20% it doesn't pay has me scared. Daughter's hospital stay last year forced me into bankruptcy and retirement. Not much of a safety net left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4296999240132690390?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4296999240132690390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4296999240132690390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4296999240132690390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4296999240132690390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-may-be-dry-here-but-for-me-its.html' title='It May Be Dry Here, But For Me It&apos;s Raining.'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4678926897288166100</id><published>2011-06-24T08:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:36:50.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>I'm posting the poems of Mary Prescott at my&lt;a href="http://anothercaptainslog.blogspot.com/"&gt; Captain's Log &lt;/a&gt;blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4678926897288166100?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4678926897288166100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4678926897288166100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4678926897288166100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4678926897288166100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/06/poetry_24.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8509434314306626977</id><published>2011-06-22T11:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T12:22:13.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaulah Colorado</title><content type='html'>Blogger friend and fellow curmudgeon &lt;a href="http://oakcreekforum.blogspot.com/"&gt;One Fly &lt;/a&gt;posted that Michael Martin Murphey donated the easement on 120 acres in Beaulah, Co to the consevancy district.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what memories that brought back.&lt;br /&gt;My maternal grandparents owned a small cabin in Beaulah. The road curved around a hill and there was a bridge over a small creek. The pink stucco cabin was on the inside of the curve. It had a large main room with couch, chairs and book shelves on the wall on one side and on the other was a sink, wood burning stove, table and chairs. There was a bedroom past that and the back door. Behind and a ways off was an outhouse. It did have electricity. The book shelves were full of reader's digest, coronet and national geographic magazines, misc. books and lots of reader's digest condensed books. When you went there it was for peace, quiet and reading. Lake Isabel is not far away and lots of times we'd spend the night at the cabin and go fishing at the lake.&lt;br /&gt;Between the cabin and the creek were willow trees. Grandpa had some long butcher knives and gave one to Bruce and one to me. We attacked those poor willows and made bows &amp;amp; arrows. The willow branches were too flexible to make much of a bow and the arrows never sailed very far. On the other side of the road was a hill with a flag on top. We would always have to climb the mountain (when your 7 years old just about anything is a mountain) and reach the flag.&lt;br /&gt;We lived in Pueblo then and it was only a forty five minute drive to get away from the heat of town and relax for a weekend. Grandpa's brother, Frank, lived in a beat up trailer there for a few years and we (Bruce and I) would hike up to his trailer to say hi whenever we were there. Frank was moved out of his trailer and put in a retired journalists home in Colorado Springs. Mom took us to visit him once before he died.&lt;br /&gt;A rancher there would rent out horses for riding and I remember Dad would have Bruce in front of him and I'd be in front of Mom as we went horse back riding. It was a big deal when they let Bruce ride alone. We moved down to Albuquerque before they thought I was big enough for that priveledge.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the singular memory of Beaulah was a labor day weekend. We drove up on Friday night in the rain. The plan was to go fishing on Saturday and Sunday at Lake Isabel. Mom woke up and started trying to make a fire in the wood burning stove, but filled the cabin up with smoke. Dad got up and looked out the window to see four inches of snow on the ground and it was still coming down.&lt;br /&gt;We ate breakfast and as there wasn't much else to do while hoping the snow would let up and perhaps we could get some fishing in on Sunday we sat around the wood burning stove. Either Mom or Dad chose a book named &lt;em&gt;Pioneer Go Home&lt;/em&gt; by Richard P. Powell. They took turnes reading it aloud. Around noon the wood was giving out and Dad went out to get more coming back with a bucket of coal. By late afternoon they decided the fishing trip was a bust and we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;This event was burned onto all our memories particularly that book. By chance we found it was made into a movie but renamed &lt;em&gt;Follow That Dream&lt;/em&gt; starring Elvis Presley.&lt;br /&gt;We moved down here. The Record Music Company in Pueblo fell victim to discount stores and Grandpa sold the building and the cabin. When Mom and Dad went back for class reunions they found that the cabin had been leveled, cleaned up and restricted for habitation not to contaminate the stream. My fondest memories before the age of ten are about Beaulah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8509434314306626977?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8509434314306626977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8509434314306626977&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8509434314306626977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8509434314306626977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/06/beaulah-colorado.html' title='Beaulah Colorado'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-6557885251971947511</id><published>2011-06-21T18:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:35:31.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I came across a book of poems from this lady and found I like them. Thought I'd share some.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;Mary Newmarch Prescott, American author and sister of Harriet Prescott Spofford, was born in Calais, Maine, August 2, 1849, the daughter of Joseph Prescott and his wife Sarah Bridges. Her parents removed to Derry and afterwards to Newburyport, Massachusetts. Mary was educated chiefly at home by her mother and sister. Her first story was written as a school composition, but was sent to Harper's Magazine and accepted. After that she wrote many poems and short stories which were published in various magazines. She died at the home of her sister, Mrs. Spofford, at Deer Island, Amesbury, Maine, June 14, 1888.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;POEMS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;MARY NEWMARCH PRESCOTT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OVER A GRAVE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though underneath the silent clod&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thy body rests—thy soul with God&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doth mount on wings of prayer and praise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;To swell the measure of thy days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though the grass is tall and green,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That grows thy heart and mine between.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though thy face be hid from me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Father's will I clearly see.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-6557885251971947511?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/6557885251971947511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=6557885251971947511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6557885251971947511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6557885251971947511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/06/poetry.html' title='poetry'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4257775864017879116</id><published>2011-06-19T08:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T08:30:14.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad through time</title><content type='html'>Fathers day makes us stop and reflect on the role our Dad's played in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;There are various fazes as we grow up. I remember Dad when I was little and him running after Bruce and I after he told to run and how surprised we were how quick he caught us. When he stopped being taller than us and we fought over whose socks were whose. Teaching for a few weeks across the hall from each other, that was special time. Staning out in the yard talking while he watered his flowers and shrubs. Seeing the look on his face when he held his grandchildren. Some things can never be forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4257775864017879116?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4257775864017879116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4257775864017879116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4257775864017879116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4257775864017879116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/06/dad-through-time.html' title='Dad through time'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-6537792555646710687</id><published>2011-06-17T14:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:53:52.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news</title><content type='html'>The last two messages from the hospice nurse in Milford have said that Mother-in-law is eating, gained two pounds, sitting up and aware of things and had a hair cut. Didn't think she'd make it to her 92nd birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-6537792555646710687?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/6537792555646710687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=6537792555646710687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6537792555646710687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6537792555646710687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-news.html' title='Good news'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-6026481009166718026</id><published>2011-06-13T10:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T10:40:57.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Real reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/vivian-norris-de-montaigu/documentaries-and-the-tru_b_875729.html"&gt;Vivian Norris&lt;/a&gt; has an interesting article at Huffpo today. Being a teacher and writer I watch documentaries and channels like Nat Geo, History, Bio, stuff that my wife huffs and puffs about. She's much happier with her daytime drama. Norris is afraid filmmakers will stop doing docs because large corporations hit them with law suits. In my mind the more the corps fight them the more interest they generate and more people watch them. My fear is that documentaries will die because no one wants to watch them anymore. Escaping into the oblivion of explosions, car chases, body dismemberments, who cares about "real" reality?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Documentaries can be wonderful ways to lose ourselves in reality, not virtual  reality, not reality tv, but "real" reality; they are not only enjoyable to  watch, but because they are based on these facts, force us to question when we  are fed lies. Good documentary filmmaking preserves our common human  accomplishments and documents the natural world and ways of life (which in some  cases sadly is disappearing. See a great doc about disappearing cowboys and  shepherds in Montana called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sweetwater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The phrase that Norris uses caught my eye: "real" reality. My things have gotten complicated when we have to distinguish which type of reality we're talking about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-6026481009166718026?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/6026481009166718026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=6026481009166718026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6026481009166718026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6026481009166718026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/06/real-reality.html' title='Real reality'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2559998339690599425</id><published>2011-06-08T17:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T18:02:18.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Novel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9LOBV3oC7E/TfALh-kUqlI/AAAAAAAAB9s/vddHH9iQ5fg/s1600/fAN%2BPLAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 246px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616001413689944658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9LOBV3oC7E/TfALh-kUqlI/AAAAAAAAB9s/vddHH9iQ5fg/s400/fAN%2BPLAN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An asteroid hits Wyoming in 1965 and an oil company's computers predict that Yellowstone a super volcano already thousands of years overdue will erupt in 50 to 70 years wiping out all life on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;James Eastman, president of the company decides to come up with a plan for "When it hits the fan."&lt;br /&gt;This is a multigenerational story covering the last fifty years and how technology if used properly could save billions of lives should a catastrophy like this happen.&lt;br /&gt;Part 1 covers 1948 to 1976. Part 2 is in the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now available at Amazon.com, Barnes &amp;amp; Nobles and smaswords.com. For $2.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Smashwords if you put in the coupon PA52R it's free for thirty days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-loLrCiX7P2M/TfALcdpGkqI/AAAAAAAAB9k/eIREvd7CjU8/s1600/fAN%2BPLAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All coupons for the other stories at smashwords have expired.&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at all the different formats at smashwords and have found pdf to be the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2559998339690599425?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2559998339690599425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2559998339690599425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2559998339690599425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2559998339690599425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/06/latest-novel.html' title='Latest Novel'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9LOBV3oC7E/TfALh-kUqlI/AAAAAAAAB9s/vddHH9iQ5fg/s72-c/fAN%2BPLAN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-3979136015577991616</id><published>2011-05-29T08:37:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T08:57:21.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>greetings from Nebraska</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1McGQdgUveQ/TeJcwvpS1AI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/H49ZLzsfNLk/s1600/P5270012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612150078150202370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1McGQdgUveQ/TeJcwvpS1AI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/H49ZLzsfNLk/s400/P5270012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting with Brother-in-law and family. Mother-in-law is not long for this life. Sister-in-law reading to her grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h7EbrqwS7UM/TeJcP0oFE9I/AAAAAAAAB9I/o2TMFaWcMh8/s1600/P5280037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612149512551601106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h7EbrqwS7UM/TeJcP0oFE9I/AAAAAAAAB9I/o2TMFaWcMh8/s400/P5280037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milford is a sleepy little town 25 miles from Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6lhch3poj5o/TeJbmvm8GAI/AAAAAAAAB9A/89HMYVBGDhY/s1600/P5280029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612148806830004226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6lhch3poj5o/TeJbmvm8GAI/AAAAAAAAB9A/89HMYVBGDhY/s400/P5280029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've been getting lots of rain, the really bad weather has been south of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6V5oS20YKg/TeJa6vZE-mI/AAAAAAAAB84/YOiibSKhHZU/s1600/P5280023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612148050857622114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6V5oS20YKg/TeJa6vZE-mI/AAAAAAAAB84/YOiibSKhHZU/s400/P5280023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to have beautiful flower gardens. They're waiting for warmer weather for the vegetable gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-3979136015577991616?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/3979136015577991616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=3979136015577991616&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3979136015577991616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3979136015577991616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/05/greetings-from-nebraska.html' title='greetings from Nebraska'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1McGQdgUveQ/TeJcwvpS1AI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/H49ZLzsfNLk/s72-c/P5270012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-315784965649516403</id><published>2011-05-22T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T12:54:25.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another prophet with egg on face</title><content type='html'>What about the Bible saying that no one knows the date and time do these idiots  not get?&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy for someone trying to make a name for themselves and  attract non-thinking groupies to dream up a doomsday scenario and rake in the  money.&lt;br /&gt;Living a Christian life is a committment. Cheap Grace and sitting  around waiting for the sky to fall in is only delusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-315784965649516403?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/315784965649516403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=315784965649516403&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/315784965649516403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/315784965649516403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-prophet-with-egg-on-face.html' title='Another prophet with egg on face'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-3846435713237201019</id><published>2011-05-16T08:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T12:23:21.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Deal</title><content type='html'>To all friends and family who have given me advice and support over the years, here's my gift to you. Click on this link to my page at &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(85,136,170); TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/GreekShadow"&gt;Smashwords.com&lt;/a&gt; and look at my list of books available. I have dropped the price of all short stories to 0.00. That right Free, and what's more you don't need a special app like Kindle or Nook to download the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've reduced the price on my anthologies and novel, but here's the deal. You can download them for free too. Here's how you do it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(85,136,170); TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/52618"&gt;Human Sacrifices&lt;/a&gt; when you go to "check out" put in coupon code PA52R (not case specific).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(85,136,170); TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/50788"&gt;Flash Stories: Married Love&lt;/a&gt; coupon code is RR26Q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(85,136,170); TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/51289"&gt;Flash Stories: Erotica&lt;/a&gt; coupon code is UY58W&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(85,136,170); TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/51929"&gt;Erotic Flash Stories 3&lt;/a&gt; coupon code is XF25Q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have some time to read? What are you waiting for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Coupons are only good through June 6, 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-3846435713237201019?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/3846435713237201019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=3846435713237201019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3846435713237201019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3846435713237201019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-deal.html' title='Good Deal'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-3221371080899096136</id><published>2011-05-13T18:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T08:47:03.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kep1aIIXLu4/Tc3QhO5myaI/AAAAAAAAB8I/gZswgSvjZyM/s1600/seb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 383px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606366380500109730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kep1aIIXLu4/Tc3QhO5myaI/AAAAAAAAB8I/gZswgSvjZyM/s400/seb2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/59128"&gt;Super Erotic Bowl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Published another short story Tuesday and it's now ready to read on Amazon, B&amp;amp;N &amp;amp; Smashwords. At &lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/GreekShadow"&gt;Smashwords&lt;/a&gt; it's free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about a couple spicing up Superbowl XII between Dallas and Denver with a bet during and after the game.&lt;br /&gt;This is a fun one and I enjoyed researching the game for the blow by blow.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like only yesterday when they played that game.&lt;br /&gt;To answer a pressing question, I wasn't married at the time and didn't meet Grinnygranny until the next year. This is purely imagination at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-3221371080899096136?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/3221371080899096136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=3221371080899096136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3221371080899096136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3221371080899096136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-one-up.html' title='Another one up'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kep1aIIXLu4/Tc3QhO5myaI/AAAAAAAAB8I/gZswgSvjZyM/s72-c/seb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-5391269590073678751</id><published>2011-05-13T18:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T08:49:46.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-niHm5TKp4tY/Tc3NAzh0fiI/AAAAAAAAB74/-mFTw7ZTsdk/s1600/car%2Bhop3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606362524861890082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-niHm5TKp4tY/Tc3NAzh0fiI/AAAAAAAAB74/-mFTw7ZTsdk/s400/car%2Bhop3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday I gave a presentation at Writers 2 Writers and using a projector demonstrated to the group how easy it was to publish e-stories. I published a story I worked on that day called &lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/58675"&gt;Car Hop&lt;/a&gt;. I did a real simple powerpoint back ground and text for the cover art. It wasn't available until Thursday. I priced it at 0.00 on &lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/GreekShadow"&gt;Smashwords.com&lt;/a&gt;. Amazon and Nook require it to be at least .99. It's now available on them too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since it's been published I've had over 250 looks and around 20 downloads on Smashwords. Telling how readers are looking for the free stuff. If I put enough of this out as free and people start recongizing my name maybe they'll be more willing to pay for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dug my very first novel out of mothballs and have reworked it. I wrote it the summer of 1989 for Ted Turner's Tomorrow Award, naturally I didn't win. It's named Vander's Magic Carpet and is about the problems of getting the first flying car through all the political and legal hurdles for marketing. Science Fiction at the time, but I read recently there are four viable contenders ready to be put on sale within the next ten years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story's only 55,000 words long and I'm thinking about cover art while a few friends are reading so I'll get some peer review. I was surprised how well it held up over the years since I wrote it on an old 286 pc with no hard drive using Bank Street Writer and saving it on 51/4 in floppys. With each upgrade over the last 22 years I've saved it just in case, and guess what now it can see the light of day. When I publish it I'll price it a .99 just to get some feedback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-5391269590073678751?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/5391269590073678751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=5391269590073678751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5391269590073678751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5391269590073678751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/05/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy busy'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-niHm5TKp4tY/Tc3NAzh0fiI/AAAAAAAAB74/-mFTw7ZTsdk/s72-c/car%2Bhop3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-1657440809846296688</id><published>2011-05-02T09:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:06:55.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching words</title><content type='html'>Good friend at &lt;a href="http://privatebuffoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Private Buffoon &lt;/a&gt;posted his touching eulogy for his wife he delivered at her funeral last Wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-1657440809846296688?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/1657440809846296688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=1657440809846296688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1657440809846296688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1657440809846296688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/05/touching-words.html' title='Touching words'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2891906222538009875</id><published>2011-04-26T13:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T13:55:36.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>About Bloody Time</title><content type='html'>I haven't been able to post in some time due to a mix up with  Javascript.&lt;br /&gt;I've published three short stories, three anthologies and one  novel at Amazon.com, Barnesandnobles.com and smashwords.com.&lt;br /&gt;Optimus is now  at Amazon for $9.99 and at publishamerica.com for $27.99. I don't think PA wants  to sell many e-books.&lt;br /&gt;The other books are under Patrick Prescott:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #cc0000"&gt;Human Sacrifices&lt;/span&gt; $8.99 e-book only&lt;br /&gt;A story  about a young woman confronting a demon that feeds on the pain and suffering all  around her. She's facing an abusive fundamentalist husband that fights to keep  her from divorcing him, starting a teaching career and getting on with her life  trying to reach her students and keep them out of the mouth of Mal, the demon  she sees in the trees outside her window.&lt;br /&gt;This story has the three things you  should never talk about at a party: Sex, religion and politics.&lt;br /&gt;Short  Stories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #000099"&gt;Bona Dea&lt;/span&gt; $.99 at Kindle and  Nook, Bona Dea Redux at smashwords (long story)&lt;br /&gt;A lonely security guard's  spirit touches the spirit of a goddess that has been trapped in an eagle for  hundreds of years. The goddess slowly comes back to life through Steve and his  friends to start providing the world with love and happiness again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #000099"&gt;Wife Quest&lt;/span&gt; $.99 e-book available at the sites  listed above.&lt;br /&gt;John Fletcher is a young knight helping escort is leige lord on  a tour of his estates stopping at numerous other castles to find the Lord's son  and daughters spouses. Set in 1190 England this story explores the different  social classes and marriage customs of the middle ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #000099"&gt;Woman on the Beach&lt;/span&gt; $.99 e-book&lt;br /&gt;A woman is  distraught on a beach and lets her cover slip exposing her to all present. A  family with small children and the man who has told her he's taken employment  out of state. This story lets the reader understand the viewpoint of all  involved in a chance encounter.&lt;br /&gt;Anthologies:&lt;br /&gt;For years I would select a  picture from the internet at first describing it in exact detail as an exercise  for my summer writing. Quickly the description turned into flash stories (1,000  words or less) telling a story about the picture. The three short stories above  started off as flash stories and the story grew. The remaing stories have been  compiled into three anthologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #006600"&gt;Flash Stories:  Married Love&lt;/span&gt; $4.99 e-book&lt;br /&gt;All of these stories deal with marriage in  all it's stages from newly weds to divorce, remarriage, mature marriages, loss  and grief, fights, making up and many more phases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #006600"&gt;Flash Stories: Erotica&lt;/span&gt; $4.99 e-book&lt;br /&gt;My stories  here are discriptions of the people involved and how they wind up in bed and  it's aftermath. Nudity is described, but not the sex act itself. I leave that up  to the reader's experience and imagination. Erotica not pornography got  it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #006600"&gt;Erotic Flash Stories 3&lt;/span&gt; e-book  $3.99&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2891906222538009875?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2891906222538009875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2891906222538009875&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2891906222538009875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2891906222538009875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/04/about-bloody-time.html' title='About Bloody Time'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-6449710215082601821</id><published>2011-03-27T07:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T08:07:07.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bona Dea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYA3Kvw7fgg/TY9C2n84x_I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/9_vTkIyD1rk/s1600/bona%2Bdea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 371px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588759168794806258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYA3Kvw7fgg/TY9C2n84x_I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/9_vTkIyD1rk/s400/bona%2Bdea1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My latest short story: Bona Dea &lt;em&gt;Steve is a lonely security guard working the late shift when his spirit touches the spirit of an ancient Roman Goddess and he brings her back to life.&lt;/em&gt; Now available for $.99 at Amazon.com on Kindle, Barnesandnoble.com for Nook and at smashwords.com available in multiple formats including Kindle, Sony and Nook. Yesterday I did a free download at Barnes And Noble so you can read their e-books on you pc, iphone, ipad, android, which is nice not having to buy thier Nook like Amazon makes you buy the Kindle. At smashwords they let you read the first three pages for free, so if any of you are interested check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-6449710215082601821?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/6449710215082601821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=6449710215082601821&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6449710215082601821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6449710215082601821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/03/bona-dea.html' title='Bona Dea'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYA3Kvw7fgg/TY9C2n84x_I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/9_vTkIyD1rk/s72-c/bona%2Bdea1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-5814802280505175179</id><published>2011-03-26T08:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T09:10:04.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad State of Glorieta</title><content type='html'>There is one place in New Mexico that has a special place in my heart it's the Baptist Encampment at Glorieta. I can remember trips up there from age 10 on. I met my wife there on a church retreat. Penni was married there and her ashes are strewn there around her memorial bench in the prayer gardens.&lt;br /&gt;When I was in high school in summers the place would be wall to wall kids all summer long. The chuck wagon had waits of thirty minutes or more. The huge dining hall was always full. The chapel was standing room only.&lt;br /&gt;When we went to spread Penni's ashes in June we were the only ones in the chuck wagon at noon. The place was a ghost town. There was a wedding taking place in the prayer garden, but it was a Catholic wedding. I've seen more nuns at New Mexico hall the last few times I've been there than preachers. It's truly sad.&lt;br /&gt;To me this is holy ground. There's something peculiar when humans get tied to land. They get rather proprietary. Look at all the fighting in a small sliver of land between Egypt and Turkey for thousands of years with everyone claiming it as holy ground.&lt;br /&gt;This recalls a time where I thought Glorieta had been violated.&lt;br /&gt;I was teaching in a middle school. APS set aside money for teacher collaborations from their training budget. The principle let those who wanted meet for a Friday night and all day Saturday meeting at Glorieta. When we got up there and in our rooms that evening everyone immediately decided to drive to Santa Fe for a drink. No problem. I had no illusions about them being good Baptists. It was the next day as we were in conference rooms and most of them started smoking.&lt;br /&gt;There is no smoking at Glorieta period. Not even outdoors. This was in the early 80's and I wasn't tenured so I bit my tongue and didn't say anything, but it still rankles to this day that they would defile a building built, maintained and owned through the tithes of Baptists. You'd think teachers would have better respect than that.&lt;br /&gt;I remember that every time I hear on the news Native Americans claiming certain mountains here as sacred grounds to keep development out. Even I have sacred ground that I feel touchy about even if the Southern Baptist Convention has all but abandoned it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-5814802280505175179?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/5814802280505175179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=5814802280505175179&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5814802280505175179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5814802280505175179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/03/sad-state-of-glorieta.html' title='Sad State of Glorieta'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-232069100197293291</id><published>2011-03-18T18:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T18:23:41.272-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Got One</title><content type='html'>Since I now have my novel available for Kindle I bought one today. I'm sure glad they've brought the price down.&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold off on getting a Sony or B&amp;amp;N reader.&lt;br /&gt;I found a really good digital camera on close-out so start expecting lots and lots of pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-232069100197293291?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/232069100197293291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=232069100197293291&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/232069100197293291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/232069100197293291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/03/got-one.html' title='Got One'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8123121835497744863</id><published>2011-03-12T15:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T15:09:52.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Story published</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jQNM4Mf1BQ/TXvtpKseu1I/AAAAAAAAB6A/d_mge-OpSTI/s1600/Wife%2BQuest%2Bca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583317454557199186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jQNM4Mf1BQ/TXvtpKseu1I/AAAAAAAAB6A/d_mge-OpSTI/s400/Wife%2BQuest%2Bca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Submitted a short story to Amazon and it will be available Monday for Kindle at only $.99.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anne is working on the cover art for &lt;em&gt;Human Sacrifices&lt;/em&gt;. When that's done I haven't made up my mind if I want it done in hard copy through Create Space. It's print on demand like PA, but they're much cheaper on the price of books. What I don't like is that their e-book price is the same as hard copy. I might keep it only as an e-book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8123121835497744863?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8123121835497744863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8123121835497744863&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8123121835497744863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8123121835497744863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/03/short-story-published.html' title='Short Story published'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jQNM4Mf1BQ/TXvtpKseu1I/AAAAAAAAB6A/d_mge-OpSTI/s72-c/Wife%2BQuest%2Bca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-7031419079862687159</id><published>2011-03-10T17:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T17:49:33.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisconsin's shame</title><content type='html'>I hope the great mass of average people out there are waking up to the brutality of the Republican party. When they can steal basic rights from teachers, state employees, police and firefighters what's to stop them from even more violations of citizen rights?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-7031419079862687159?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/7031419079862687159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=7031419079862687159&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7031419079862687159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7031419079862687159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/03/wisconsins-shame.html' title='Wisconsin&apos;s shame'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4776543559882658856</id><published>2011-03-07T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T19:07:34.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCmIcAHAGRg/TXWPUZta4pI/AAAAAAAAB5g/w820LcNodeM/s1600/Pic015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581524893857145490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCmIcAHAGRg/TXWPUZta4pI/AAAAAAAAB5g/w820LcNodeM/s400/Pic015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Optimus-Praetorian-Guard-ebook/dp/B004Q9TBZQ/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&amp;amp;s=digital-text&amp;amp;qid=1299253573&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find Optimus: Praetorian Guard for your Kindle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4776543559882658856?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4776543559882658856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4776543559882658856&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4776543559882658856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4776543559882658856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/03/at-last.html' title='At Last'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCmIcAHAGRg/TXWPUZta4pI/AAAAAAAAB5g/w820LcNodeM/s72-c/Pic015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-859098597667332673</id><published>2011-03-02T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T19:16:47.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supreme Court Ruling</title><content type='html'>Today the supremes ruled 8-1 against a father who sued a baptist church and won a 5 million dollar judgement against the protesters that have been harassing soldiers funerals for the last ten years. The supremes overturned the civil court decision on the basis of free speech. Is standing outside a cemetery with signs that read God Hates Fags, God Hates America, and other offensive slogans truly free speech?&lt;div&gt;1. Can the government charge the protestors with a crime?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Supreme court ruled in the case of Skokie Ill, that the American Nazi Party could hold a rally in a town with a large population of Holocaust survivors and give speeches. The citizens of Skokie, however had the option of not going to the rally. At a funeral that is not an option. Arizona passed an ordinance before the funerals of those killed in that senseless attack last month that any protests would be held in a separate location away from the grieving families. They used the same law Bush set up so that he would not have to see any war protestors. Protests of this nature have not been outlawed, but are now regulated depending on state or city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Can the family sue for intentional infliction of emotional distress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously the supremes ruled today that you cannot bring a civil action against protestors of this nature. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the law on Intentional Infliction of Emotional Distress:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;Cause of Action for Intentional Infliction of Emotional Distress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;Eric M. Larsson, J.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;COA2d ACTION GUIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;PRIMA FACIE CASE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;• A prima facie case in an action for intentional infliction of emotional distress requires proof that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;1. the defendant's conduct was extreme or outrageous;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;2. the defendant acted intentionally or recklessly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;3. the plaintiff suffered severe emotional distress; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;4. the defendant's conduct was the proximate cause of the emotional distress suffered by the plaintiff .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;PERSONS ENTITLED TO RECOVER&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;• Action may be brought by the person toward whom the defendant's conduct was directed and, under certain circumstances, by a person who was not the object of the defendant's conduct but who witnessed the conduct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;PERSONS LIABLE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;• Primary liability will be imposed against the person whose conduct caused the plaintiff to suffer severe emotional distress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;• Other persons may be vicariously liable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;JURISDICTION&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;• Action may be brought in state court, or in federal court on the basis of diversity jurisdiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;LIMITATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;• Action usually will be subject to limitations statutes that apply to personal injury actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;RECOVERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;• Compensatory damages are recoverable for the emotional distress suffered, bodily harm which results from the emotional distress, economic losses which result from the emotional distress or its physical consequences, and loss of consortium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;• Plaintiff may be entitled to punitive damages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;By this ruling the supremes have nullified this major part of defamation law. If this case does not fall into the category of Intentional Infliction of Emotional Distress what does?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;The reason for civil suits of this nature is to maintain order in society. Instead of duels to defend a person's honor there are now lawsuits to settle the matter. It's not about free speech, it's about keeping people from killing each other when offended by the other persons speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;On the CBS evening news the father who brought the lawsuit expressed this point very well. He said if the government won't protect the grieving families then they will and the blood will be on the hands of the Supreme Court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;There is a legal defense called "Fighting words." If someone says something to you that is so offensive that you can't control your anger and you resort to violence. It's justified and is considered self defense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-859098597667332673?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/859098597667332673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=859098597667332673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/859098597667332673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/859098597667332673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/03/supreme-court-ruling.html' title='Supreme Court Ruling'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-3724006720877117341</id><published>2011-03-01T15:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:58:40.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of a Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In the debate linked to in my last post Bruce repeatedly quotes from Thomas Jefferson and James Madison. The two writers of our nation's most important documents.   Jefferson, Madison and James Monroe, three of our earliest presidents had a teacher in common. The Reverend James Maury. While they were students. Maury brought a lawsuit against Virginia concerning his salary provided by the state. What a case! It's known as the &lt;b&gt;Parson's Case&lt;/b&gt;. Patrick Henry's father was the judge, Patrick Henry represented the state. To sum up the case Anglican preachers were paid in tobacco set at 16,000 pounds which under normal conditions sold for two pence a pound. In 1757 there was a drought and the price of tobacco increased to six pence per pound. The colonial legislature passed a law known as the Two Pence Act basically taking away their windfall. The King, being head of the Church of England overturned Virginia's law. Maury sued for the full market value. It is in this case that Patrick Henry lays the foundation for the Declaration of Independence Jefferson would write 19 years later. Henry argued in substance &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;"that a King, by disallowing Acts of this salutary  nature, from being the father of his people, degenerated into a Tyrant and  forfeits all right to his subjects' obedience."&lt;/span&gt; (Ann Maury, "Memoirs of a  Huguenot Family," G.P. Putnam &amp;amp; Sons, 1872, letter at pages 418-424, quote  at page 421). The jury found in favor of Maury, but awarded only one pence per pound effectively cutting his salary in half instead of tripling it. I wonder if this case that all three men witnessed first hand laid the seeds of our first ammendment separating church and state.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aside Scott Horton today on his &lt;a href="http://harpers.org/subjects/NoComment?redirect=1570834337"&gt;No Comment Blog&lt;/a&gt; has an article on the historical use of jury nullification.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm currently writing a novelized life of Matthew Fontaine Maury, the father of Oceanography and Meteorology, reverend James Maury's grandson. My father-in-law was a descendant of reverend's fourth son Lt. Abraham Maury. Matthew Fontaine Maury was the son of Richard Lancelot Maury, the reverend's seventh son.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My point in this post is that Jefferson, Madison and Monroe didn't dream up the blue print for our country in a vacuum. They were grounded in the classics, that meant knowing Latin, Greek and reading classical literature. Most importantly&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polybius"&gt; Polybius&lt;/a&gt;. Who wrote about the need for monarchial equilibrius which Montesquieu used to for the idea of separation of powers that Madison incorporated in the Constitution. How much of Reverend James Maury's teachings rubbed off on these men? BTW Matthew Fontaine Maury is buried between Madison and Monroe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Reverend &lt;b&gt;James Maury&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a title="1719" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1719"&gt;1719&lt;/a&gt;–&lt;a title="1769" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1769"&gt;1769&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;i&gt;Unfortunately no picture available. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Was a son Matthew Maury, a French &lt;a title="Huguenot" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Huguenot"&gt;Huguenot&lt;/a&gt;, who came shortly after his birth to &lt;a title="Virginia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virginia"&gt;Virginia&lt;/a&gt; from Castel Mauron, in  Gascony. His mother was Mary Anne Fontaine, daughter of Rev. James Fontaine and  Anne Elizabeth Boursiquot, his wife. He attended The College of William and  Mary, and on July 31, 1742, was appointed usher of the grammar school. In  February, 1742, he went to England and was ordained a minister. Returning to  Virginia he became minister for one year of a parish in King William county and  then went to Louisa to Fredericksville parish, which was afterwards in Albemarle  county. As a minister he was highly regarded for his piety and learning. He  opposed the &lt;a title="Two Penny Act" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Two_Penny_Act"&gt;Two Penny  Act&lt;/a&gt; of 1757 and brought suit against the collectors of the parish for the  full amount of his salary in tobacco. This suit, known in American history as  The &lt;a title="Parson's Cause" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parson%27s_Cause"&gt;Parson's Cause&lt;/a&gt;  was an important legal and political dispute in the Colony of Virginia often  viewed as an important event leading up to the American Revolution involving the  question of taxation. It was defended by Peter Lyons, afterwards president of  the state supreme court, and opposed by &lt;a title="Patrick Henry" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patrick_Henry"&gt;Patrick Henry&lt;/a&gt;, who denounced the interference of  the King in setting aside the law as treason to the people of &lt;a title="Virginia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virginia"&gt;Virginia&lt;/a&gt;. Mr. Maury won the law suit for only a small  amount. He continued to hold the esteem of the people of Virginia. Afterwards  the Rev. James Maury wrote a letter in reply with and explanation of the event  that was later termed as "The Parson's Opinion of 'The Parson's Cause'" by a  writer, a copy of which is located on wikisource &lt;a class="extiw" title="s:Maury, Reverend James vs Henry, Patrick -- &amp;quot;The Parson's Opinion Of The Parson's Cause&amp;quot;" href="http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Maury,_Reverend_James_vs_Henry,_Patrick_--_%22The_Parson%27s_Opinion_Of_The_Parson%27s_Cause%22"&gt;s:Maury,  Reverend James vs Henry, Patrick -- "The Parson's Opinion Of The Parson's  Cause"&lt;/a&gt;. Maury was still minister of his parish when he died, June 9, 1769.  He had married Mary Walker, daughter of Captain James Walker and Anne, his wife.  &lt;b&gt;source: Encyclopedia of Virginia Biography, Volume II; VIII—Prominent  Persons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The Reverend James Maury taught instruction in &lt;a title="Classics" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Classics"&gt;classics&lt;/a&gt;, manners and morals, &lt;a title="Mathematics" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mathematics"&gt;mathematics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Literature" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Literature"&gt;literature&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="History" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History"&gt;history&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Geography" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geography"&gt;geography&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;(Dabney 110)&lt;/b&gt;, and also &lt;a title="Latin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin"&gt;Latin&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Greek language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_language"&gt;Greek&lt;/a&gt;. Most of Reverend Maury's pupils boarded  at his school, as home was too far away to leave school and return the next  morning. (Writings of Thomas Jefferson) Therefore the boys knew another well as  young adults and as adults they (Jefferson &amp;amp; "Counsul James Maury) worked to  make this nation great.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a title="Thomas Jefferson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Jefferson"&gt;Thomas Jefferson&lt;/a&gt; lived with Rev James Maury's  family for two years while he was being educated. Jefferson and others naturally  went home on special holidays such as Thanksgiving and Christmas and sometimes  on the week ends. Jefferson was enrolled in Rev. Maury's Classical School for  Boys immediately after his father, &lt;a title="Peter Jefferson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Jefferson"&gt;Peter Jefferson&lt;/a&gt;, died.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-3724006720877117341?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/3724006720877117341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=3724006720877117341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3724006720877117341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3724006720877117341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/03/power-of-teacher.html' title='The Power of a Teacher'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-5144791353066986560</id><published>2011-02-28T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T13:12:50.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://mainstreambaptist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bruce&lt;/a&gt; has a video on the  Mainstream Baptist blog of a debate he was in on the resolve: &lt;em&gt;The U.S.  Constitution is not a Christian document&lt;/em&gt;. The video is of excellent  clearness and volume, depending on your speakers. Warning: It is a full debate  and takes over an hour to watch all of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has six posts under the  video writing out his introduction, questions, conclusion and answers to  questions asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it's an enlightening video and series of posts.  Naturally I side with Bruce's position. Debates never change minds, if anything  they reinforce the beliefs each person holds before it begins. Curmudgeons and  other readers who want to weigh in on the topic I welcome your comments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-5144791353066986560?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/5144791353066986560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=5144791353066986560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5144791353066986560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5144791353066986560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/family-pride.html' title='Family Pride'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-3957191183697513515</id><published>2011-02-23T12:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T12:31:10.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We teach revolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfRJBSRvEZc/TWVc2X1qDpI/AAAAAAAAB5I/ZjZMU67vYak/s1600/wis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576965802749988498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfRJBSRvEZc/TWVc2X1qDpI/AAAAAAAAB5I/ZjZMU67vYak/s400/wis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wingnuts have bullied America for years. They've attacked the poor and the oppressed calling them wellfare queens and have gotten away with it because the poor don't vote. They've nearly killed all trade unions by sending those jobs overseas.&lt;br /&gt; I could go on and on about what's happened for the last thirty years, but now they've stepped over the line.&lt;br /&gt;Education has been under attack since 1986. They've badmouthed teachers and their unions (there are two AFT and NEA) and finally thought they could outlaw public employee unions. The last bastion of unionism left. Finally someone has decided to stand up and protest the impoverishment of America by our politicians and corporations.&lt;br /&gt;The governor of Wisconsin wants to keep the unions from collective bargaining except for salaries claiming it's a way to ballance the budget. Collective bargaining on salaries is the only part of the negotiation process that impacts the budget. Benefits like health care and retirement are part and parcel to salaries and are taxed as such by the IRS. Other aspects of collective bargaining have to do with non budget items like hours, working conditions, grievance proceedures, hiring and firing, stuff like that. So why do they not want public employees, not just teachers, but state and city workers, firefighters and police, to negotiate these items. They want to hire and fire without due process. Mainly to fire anyone who belongs to the union.&lt;br /&gt;Protesting in the streets will only do so much, but it is getting the attention of voters to see what's really happening and at the next election things might change, for a couple of years at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-3957191183697513515?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/3957191183697513515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=3957191183697513515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3957191183697513515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3957191183697513515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-teach-revolutions.html' title='We teach revolutions'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfRJBSRvEZc/TWVc2X1qDpI/AAAAAAAAB5I/ZjZMU67vYak/s72-c/wis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-3702843117491052508</id><published>2011-02-22T08:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:23:37.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to normal</title><content type='html'>Starting to recover from long drives on the trip. 2,000 miles in four days took alot out of us, but we needed to get away from home, enjoy the beautiful scenery of Northern New Mexico and Colorado, spend time with friends. We got to pet and spend time with Anne and Daryl's horses, dogs and cats. Everything was white with snow, but the roads were clear. I took her a carepackage of green chile and more copies of &lt;em&gt;Friends Forever&lt;/em&gt;, her children's book I desktop publish for her. We had good food and pleasant conversation ending way too soon. They're wanting us to go back up this summer to go horseback riding. There's still a lot of water under the bridge between now and then, but it would be nice, if not this summer then the next. Driving up to Denver from Gunnison was spectacular. Anne said it started snowing right after we left, but it stayed on the other side of Monarch Pass. It was nice and clear on the side we were on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Nebraska we visited Linda's brother and mom. Time is getting short for Rose so the little time we spent was important. She's in an excellent nursing home; Bob and Glenda check on her and she's eating three good meals a day and at the last check-up with the doctor her heart is still strong and lungs are clear. She can't wait for it to warm up and spend time outdoors. Driving home across Kansas was rather dreary after the snow topped mountains of Colorado. Between Clayton, NM and Springer we stopped at Gladstone general store. Talk about in the middle of nowhere! It had nice tourist type stuff with horses on everything and different types of homemade flavored honey and jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had planned on staying home in our jammies Saturday to recover and it was a good thing. We had up to 77mph winds all day long. A real good day to stay inside.&lt;br /&gt;I spent yesterday getting malware cleaned off my computer. I cost a hundred bucks through McAfee and three hours for one of their online technicians to go through everything and clean it up, but that's a lot cheaper than the tech companies around here that want $200 just to look at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-3702843117491052508?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/3702843117491052508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=3702843117491052508&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3702843117491052508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3702843117491052508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to normal'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-6744688214983692138</id><published>2011-02-14T22:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:10:40.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Road</title><content type='html'>Going up to see Anne, if the roads are clear, then over to Nebraska to spend some time with Mother-in-Law.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-6744688214983692138?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/6744688214983692138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=6744688214983692138&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6744688214983692138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6744688214983692138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-road.html' title='On The Road'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-6225887065303450632</id><published>2011-02-09T14:46:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:48:17.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragic Actresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TVMQp9r4R-I/AAAAAAAAB4w/WGh48361yZo/s1600/220px-Actress_Jean_Seberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571815477106722786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TVMQp9r4R-I/AAAAAAAAB4w/WGh48361yZo/s400/220px-Actress_Jean_Seberg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TVMLLuxt_WI/AAAAAAAAB4o/kGakUcVWgxM/s1600/jean%2Bseberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571809460150467938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TVMLLuxt_WI/AAAAAAAAB4o/kGakUcVWgxM/s400/jean%2Bseberg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Christmas day 1970 we went to see the movie &lt;em&gt;Paint Your Wagon&lt;/em&gt; at the Sunshine theater. Mom and Dad had the broadway play album and we grew up listening to the songs: &lt;em&gt;Wandering Star, I Still See Elisa, They Call the Wind Mariah, Hand Me Down Them Can of Beans&lt;/em&gt;. Mom couldn't wait to see the movie. To an extent she was disappointed. Her favorite song on the broadway album was &lt;em&gt;What's Going On Here&lt;/em&gt;, and they left it out of the movie. Clint Eastwood and Lee Marvin mangled their songs something awful. Harve Presnell did a fantastic rendition of &lt;em&gt;They Call the Wind Mariah&lt;/em&gt;. In the movie's story a Mormon comes into an all male gold mining camp with two wives. They auction off one wife and Lee Marvin's character Ben Rumpson bids the highest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie does have some great lines and one of the best is when the auction proposal has been made someone says, "You can't buy a woman for money."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ray Weston's character, Mad Jack says, "You just try to get one without it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's an interesting legal point that the marriage is based on mining law, and that she is Ben's legal claim entitled to all her mineral rights. After a humorous marriage ceremony sung to &lt;em&gt;Ben's Wedding Day&lt;/em&gt; the couple enter a tent. Ben rips open Elizabeth's boddice exposing only the top half of her ample bosom. I was 16 and that was the most exposed woman flesh I'd seen in a movie up to that time. My eyes nearly popped out. Even today this scene is erotic. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jean_Seberg"&gt;Jean Seberg &lt;/a&gt;is that beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie grows on you and I enjoy it on both Video and DVD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When googled wikipedia lists quite a few movies that Jean Seberg starred in from 1957 to her death in 1979. Married three times, none happily, she overdosed on pills right before delivering a daughter that died two days after birth. She tried to commit suicide every year on the anniversary of her daughters death until she succeeded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know that there's a moral to these posts. I've just seem to have come across a number of actresses in movies that I have recently watched or are my favorites lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-6225887065303450632?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/6225887065303450632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=6225887065303450632&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6225887065303450632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6225887065303450632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/tragic-actresses.html' title='Tragic Actresses'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TVMQp9r4R-I/AAAAAAAAB4w/WGh48361yZo/s72-c/220px-Actress_Jean_Seberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-1889646558772963736</id><published>2011-02-08T18:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T18:33:47.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sad</title><content type='html'>Huffpo sold out to AOL. Most of her readers and I'm sure contributors are a little miffed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that at least for a while it'll stay on the progressive side since there's not alot of voices out there, but it will eventually be made bland.&lt;br /&gt;Daily Beast is talking about how the Huffpo followers are upset, but they sold out to Newsweek, talk about pot calling the kettle black!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-1889646558772963736?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/1889646558772963736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=1889646558772963736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1889646558772963736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1889646558772963736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-sad.html' title='So Sad'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8024697380662235572</id><published>2011-02-05T13:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T14:10:12.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Verboten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/stylelikeu/designers-of-duckie-brown_b_816373.html#233679"&gt;Huffpo&lt;/a&gt; has an article about fashion designers Duckie Brown denigrating Steve McQueen.&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with the adage that you don't speak ill of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;The designers are a little miffed by the perception in fashion that McQueen is concidered a real man. Then they start a character assassination. There no need for that thirty years after the man's dead. It riles up his fans and causes pain to his family for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;Compared to celebrities today, whatever human failings McQueen had they are miniscule by comparison.&lt;br /&gt;I have problems with Jane Fonda's politics, but she's a fantastic actress and I watch her movies like &lt;em&gt;9 to 5, Julia, Klute, Coming Home&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Barbarella&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The same goes for Shirley McClain, Lindsay Lohan, Charlie Sheen, Robert Downy Jr., Mel Gibson and others. When I watch a movie I enjoy it or hate it based on the performances and if it had a good story. Their personal lives don't bother me.&lt;br /&gt;Steve McQueen was a great actor. He could communicate more with a look than most actors with a soliloquy. His movies still stand up, &lt;em&gt;Pappillon, The Great Escape, Bullet, Junior Bonner&lt;/em&gt;, and many others. If he has a reputatin as being a real man these movies are proof. Would any other actor today shoot a chase scene at over 120 mph over the hills of San Fransisco and still be in one piece after the brakes failed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8024697380662235572?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8024697380662235572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8024697380662235572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8024697380662235572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8024697380662235572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/verboten.html' title='Verboten'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8779442457162309918</id><published>2011-02-05T10:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:23:30.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripts</title><content type='html'>Watched a Real Time with Bill Maher a couple of weeks ago. He had a Republican from Georgia on his panel. After watching the show I was puzzled. For most of the panel discussion he was open, friendly, seemed human, even made sense, but when certain issues (evolution, climate change) came up his face closed up and he went into the party line.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know those are the issues he uses to get votes, then it dawned on me, he didn't really believe what he was saying, he was reading from a script and it's just an act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish just once when there's a debate on evolution that both sides knew what they were talking about. The argument is over MACRO evolution. The creationists are against all evolution which shows how silly they are over a stupid word. MICRO evolution is present all around us. Look at the different varieties of dogs and cats, mules, bacteria that become disease resistent. Micro is changes within a species. Macro is where a species develop into a new species.&lt;br /&gt;If both sides understood that maybe the arguments wouldn't seem so silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denial of climate change is just plain stupid.There is more than enough imperical evidence showing the melting of the ice caps to prove it exists. The argument should be what we can or cannot do about, not whether or not it exists. Then again there are people who still believe the world is flat, but their belief doesn't change reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8779442457162309918?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8779442457162309918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8779442457162309918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8779442457162309918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8779442457162309918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/scripts.html' title='Scripts'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-3315383040488636447</id><published>2011-02-02T10:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T10:21:25.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Snap</title><content type='html'>The sun is shining, but the flags are still standing straight out. The wind kept the snow clouds away from town last night, but black ice makes driving deadly. It's been nice to stay inside and look out at the weather. Son has to work and is driving in the mess.&lt;br /&gt;It'll take a few days for everything to warm up around here, the rest of the country will take a little longer. In about a week or ten days I'll be back out on the golf course. There are some good things about living in a desert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-3315383040488636447?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/3315383040488636447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=3315383040488636447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3315383040488636447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3315383040488636447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/cold-snap.html' title='Cold Snap'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-3833284936308001829</id><published>2011-02-01T11:18:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T11:27:00.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TUhO5op2uwI/AAAAAAAAB4c/5onr0Wu77Jw/s1600/Inger_Stevens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568787691316099842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TUhO5op2uwI/AAAAAAAAB4c/5onr0Wu77Jw/s400/Inger_Stevens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TUhOxknuOCI/AAAAAAAAB4U/XTyKB7YOBTU/s1600/Inger_Stevens.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being retired I get to watch a bunch of classic movies. With AMC, TCM and Encore that's quite a few. Hollywood has always had an eye for beautiful women. I don't care that many of them when the movies were made were my grandmother's or mother's age. They're still great eye candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Clint Eastwood's &lt;em&gt;Hang 'Em High&lt;/em&gt; yesterday. Inger Stevens played a woman looking for the men who killed her husband and raped her. Naturally she heals Eastwood when he's shot and they fall in love. She had such a captivating look in this movie. Sometimes it's better not to know about their personal lives. She committed suicide in 1970 at age 36. So sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-3833284936308001829?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/3833284936308001829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=3833284936308001829&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3833284936308001829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3833284936308001829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/classic-movies.html' title='Classic Movies'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TUhO5op2uwI/AAAAAAAAB4c/5onr0Wu77Jw/s72-c/Inger_Stevens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2444234265418959239</id><published>2011-02-01T09:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:39:21.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>In December when grandson was flying in we had snow. Friday mother-in-law is flying in. We have snow. I guess it's not good to be a family member flying in to see us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2444234265418959239?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2444234265418959239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2444234265418959239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2444234265418959239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2444234265418959239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-118107182875755017</id><published>2011-01-25T21:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T21:05:55.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Figure</title><content type='html'>Jack LaLane passed away at age 96. I remember his fitness program on tv. Couldn't figure why people would watch on the idot box what we did in gym class.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, he worked out all his life and was fit as a fiddle to the day he died.&lt;br /&gt;Remember George Burns the comedian? He smoked cigars, drank, played around with women. You might say the exact opposite of LaLane. He lived to the age of 100.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-118107182875755017?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/118107182875755017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=118107182875755017&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/118107182875755017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/118107182875755017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/01/go-figure.html' title='Go Figure'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8120296183577946641</id><published>2011-01-22T11:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T12:24:30.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Cents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Quote from No Comment&lt;a href="http://harpers.org/subjects/NoComment?redirect=1570834337"&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt; today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Torture is the habit of tyranny, not of free republics, and it cannot simply be  switched on and off. It inculcates a conception of state power and human worth  that directly conflicts with our founding principle of an inalienable dignity to  the human person, even the most culpable. As we know from Abu Ghraib, once it is  unleashed, even as a supposedly well- quarantined tactic practiced by putative  professionals, torture spreads like cancer…. This is the lesson of history for  all governments that turn to torture: an isolated practice expands to become the  emblem of state power and the reality of the citizens’ subjection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—From  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Because It Is Wrong—Torture, Privacy and Presidential Power in the Age of  Terror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm no expert, and believe me I don't wish to be, on the subject of torture. Since the day W announced the opening of Guantanamo and the suspension of &lt;i&gt;Habeas Corpus&lt;/i&gt; I knew torture would be in the mix. When the first pictures of torture surfaced from the normally lap dog press the only surprise was that it came to light so soon. Here's what I've learned since then:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A. Why torture is ineffective:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Torture does not get the information you need. The ticking time bomb scenario makes for good fiction, not reality. Military leaders and the different JAG's have all pointed this out repeatedly. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Standard military procedure is for captured soldiers to hold out under torture for 24 hours. At that point all the info they have will be useless. Sun Tzu mentions the &lt;i&gt;Doomed Spy&lt;/i&gt;. Someone given information they think is correct so when captured and they reveal the information under torture makes the enemy believe the false information as true. We call this today Misinformation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eventually everyone under torture will say or do anything in order to make it stop. How many people have confessed to crimes and spend years or their lives in prison for a crime they didn't commit? Chicago is a prime example of a city's police department that trampled justice for decades until their practices came to light.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It dehumanizes the torturer as much at the one tortured. It dehumanizes the society that allows it. See quote above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To implement torture you have to violate the following in our constitution: 1. Habeas Corpus - indefinite confinement without charge 2 Bill of Attainder - punishment without due process of law (5th and 14th amendments) 3 cruel and unusual punishment 6th amendment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;B. Torture's effectiveness:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only came up one mention of how torture can be done right, and it came from a cartel hitman interviewed in Harper's magazine. Naturally he was in the country's police force and kidnapped people to hold for ransom. He recounted that he would get all the information about the person he could find and when he started questioning the guy would know at first when he was lying and then would apply torture. Only after he had conditioned the prisoner to not lie would he ask questions he needed the financial information for a ransom amount. This is kind of hard to do in a battlefield situation or by randomly grabbing people off the street in Iraq or Afghanistan. Stimulus/response only works with foreknowledge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conformity or obedience. In prisons like Guantanamo those prisoners who have been tortured are the least likely to cause problems, they've been tamed, so to speak. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are however a tiger by the tail. Yes they will not cause problem while under guard, but let them loose and send them home and they want revenge. Many of those who were tortured and then released join terrorist groups wanting payback, can anyone blame them? This is unfortunately why Obama is finding it so hard to close these prisons down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8120296183577946641?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8120296183577946641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8120296183577946641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8120296183577946641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8120296183577946641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-two-cents.html' title='My Two Cents'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2290866444444451828</id><published>2011-01-22T09:09:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:23:14.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have to brag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TTsBrEnpbmI/AAAAAAAAB30/JfvvxcBMonI/s1600/my%2Bcell%2Bphone%2Bpix%2B%25285%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565043604032417378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TTsBrEnpbmI/AAAAAAAAB30/JfvvxcBMonI/s400/my%2Bcell%2Bphone%2Bpix%2B%25285%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TTsBg9-dkSI/AAAAAAAAB3s/WnlD15Bo_TQ/s1600/my%2Bcell%2Bphone%2Bpix%2B%25284%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565043430450368802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TTsBg9-dkSI/AAAAAAAAB3s/WnlD15Bo_TQ/s400/my%2Bcell%2Bphone%2Bpix%2B%25284%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went golfing yesterday temp in the 30's with 20mph winds. I had to bundle up, but it was nice as not too many idiots were out there that early. Finished the first nine in 1 1/2 hours. Foursome walking the back nine slowed me down, but it had warmed up to the 40's by then. Usually at La Dera on a Friday or weekend it can take up to six hours to get in 18 holes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are loads of geese and ducks this time of year. The course in about 2 miles from the Rio Grande so you see plenty of V-shaped flocks going back and forth. I snapped a picture with my cell phone of a couple of geese that are pretty tame. The other picture is where my second shot at the par 4 9th hole rested. I usually have a hard time getting a 6 on this hole as the water hazzard in front of the green acts like a magnet for my ball. It would be nice to claim a birdie for the hole, but as usual I missed the putt and settled for a par. Still for me a par is two shots better than normal. I love golfing this time of year as I'm not the longest hitting of golfers and with the ground like concrete I get an extra 50 to 60 yards on the roll. When the grass gets green I really miss those extra yards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2290866444444451828?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2290866444444451828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2290866444444451828&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2290866444444451828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2290866444444451828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/01/brrr.html' title='Have to brag'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TTsBrEnpbmI/AAAAAAAAB30/JfvvxcBMonI/s72-c/my%2Bcell%2Bphone%2Bpix%2B%25285%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-1375949718996818755</id><published>2011-01-18T12:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T12:59:09.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Culpability</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When word first hit the airwaves about the shootings in Arizona the almost universal reaction was shock. Then things shifted, rather quickly. The sheriff spoke of consequences to Free Speech. (Blame)  Congress started taking immediate steps to tone down the rhetoric in their debates. Calls for reinstating the assault rifle ban. (Correction) and the rabble rousers all said it wasn't their fault because the gunman was a nut. (Denial)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I came across this article:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Davie&lt;a href="http://www.alternet.org/teaparty/149554/why_right-wing_fearmongers_have_blood_on_their_hands/?page=entire"&gt; Neiwert&lt;/a&gt; says: &lt;i&gt;Right-Wing Fearmongers Have Blood on Their Hands.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;An avid consumer of right-wing talk radio (notably Michael Savage) and Fox  News punditry (including Bill O'Reilly and Sean Hannity) walks into a Knoxville  church in 2008 and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/07/28/church.shooting/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;opens fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;,  killing two and wounding four, having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knoxnews.com/news/2009/feb/10/church-shooter-pleads-guilty-letter-released/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;written  a manifesto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt; declaring: "Liberals are a pest like termites. Millions of them.  Each little bite contributes to the downfall of this great nation. The only way  we can rid ourselves of this evil is to kill them in the streets. Kill them  where they gather"; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Another avid consumer of Bill O'Reilly's columns walks into a church in 2009  (following O'Reilly's 28 on-air references to "Tiller the Baby Killer") and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kmbc.com/r/19615730/detail.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;shoots abortion provider  George Tiller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt; in the head; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;A young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://crooksandliars.com/david-neiwert/was-pittsburgh-shooter-driven-right-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Glenn  Beck watcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;, having been warned that President Obama intends to take his  guns away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,512560,00.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;guns  down three police officers in Pittsburgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt; in 2009 because of that fear;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Another Glenn Beck fan, having been convinced from watching Beck's Fox show  that the Tides Foundation was playing a leading role in a plot to destroy  America, sets out in 2010 armed to the teeth with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/news/politics/war_room/2010/07/21/oakland_police_shooting_beck_tides"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;plan  to shoot up the Foundation's Bay Area offices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;, only to be short-circuited  when Oakland police pull him over and he engages them in a shootout instead;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;When these things happen, common sense tells us that, even if the blood of  these victims doesn't fully coat these hatemongers' hands, it is at least  splattered on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If major-level pundits are spewing irresponsible speech to the masses on a large  scale, their responsibility for what ensues is profound indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;The critical components that distinguish irresponsible speech from  responsible speech are interworking and interdependent, but they involve  standards that are universally recognized by journalists as fundamental to their  profession: truthfulness, accuracy, and fairness. Thus irresponsible speech  usually has five features:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;It is factually false, or so grossly distorted and misleading as to  constitute functional falsity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;It holds certain targeted individuals or groups of people up for  vilification and demonization. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;It smears them with false or misleading information that depicts them in a  degraded light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;It depicts them as either emblematic, or the actual source, of a significant  problem or a major threat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;It leads its audience to conclude that the solution to the problem  manifested by these people is their elimination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;This rhetoric acts as a kind of wedge between the people who absorb it and  the real world. A cognitive dissonance arises from believing things that are  provably untrue, and people who fanatically cling to beliefs that do not comport  with reality find themselves increasingly willing to buy into other similarly  unhinged beliefs. For those who are already unhinged, the effects are  particularly toxic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;All of these paranoid theories, you'll observe, serve the explicit purpose of  creating scapegoats. A number of them have taken hold in the mainstream public  discourse because they have been presented seriously for discussion by various  right-wing talking heads, most notably Glenn Beck and Lou Dobbs, with  full-throated support from Rush Limbaugh, Bill O'Reilly, Michael Savage, Sean  Hannity, Michelle Malkin, and Sarah Palin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;But when we point out their ethical and moral culpability, they inevitably  blame it on the "crazy" people. And who, after all, can take responsibility for  "crazy" people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;I say: The people who fill their heads with crazy talk can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- author bio --&gt; &lt;div class="bio-new body_rights"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;David Neiwert is a freelance journalist based  in Seattle and the author of five books, including most recently (with John  Amato) Over the Cliff: How Obama's Election Drove the American Right  Insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;. He is also the managing editor of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crooksandliars.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;CrooksandLiars.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; and writes for the  Southern Poverty Law Center's Hatewatch blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-1375949718996818755?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/1375949718996818755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=1375949718996818755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1375949718996818755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1375949718996818755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/01/culpability.html' title='Culpability'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4797563589455461924</id><published>2011-01-14T08:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T08:59:18.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paul Krugman has a good evaluation of our political divide in the NYT's today. To put it simply we're divided between the needy and the greedy. He explains it much more academically.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bruce ought to get a good chuckle out of Oklahoma's new tea party governor saying she intends to "Offend" the constitution while taking her oath of office. Did anyone say "Freudian slip?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Golfed Wednesday for the first time since I don't know when. The weather was nice and I didn't do too bad considering the lay off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Civil case I'm working on still has me hip deep in paper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4797563589455461924?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4797563589455461924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4797563589455461924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4797563589455461924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4797563589455461924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2605169350002760754</id><published>2011-01-13T14:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T14:31:20.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TS9qF5cxV3I/AAAAAAAAB3U/tG1m7L6aEI0/s1600/saez-shares.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561780714379237234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TS9qF5cxV3I/AAAAAAAAB3U/tG1m7L6aEI0/s400/saez-shares.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krugman posted this at his site. It's an interesting comparison between the top 1%, 5%, and 10% economically over approx the last 100 years. Notice the similarity between the 1930's and the last ten years. It leaves off at 2008. I'd imagine that the last three years have seen an even great jump in the 1% and corresponding drop in 5% and 10%.&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting that the time period from 1953 to 1973 is when the top 1% was at its lowest and overall prosperity in the U.S. Was at its highest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krugman's point was that as the top 1% get wealthier they don't feel like they are and keep wanting more because they compare themselves to those richer than them instead of those poorer. It's an ego thing.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help be think of what happens in sports salaries. Take pro football as an example, but it would apply to baseball, basketball, hockey, etc.&lt;br /&gt;There are 22 positions regular positions 11 offense and 11 defense, add specialty positions like kicker and punter, special teams in all 30 positions. The top contracts go to maybe 5 players on a 53 man roster.&lt;br /&gt;Then the ego kicks in. Every quarterback wants to be not just the top paid player on the team, but the top paid QB in the whole league and if another team offers more money to their guy all of a sudden he's not happy, and so on and so forth. Each team has a salary cap and if three or five guys get 70% of it, do they feel like their rich? No they don't make as much as the guy on the other team. What happens to the other 45 players who get shafted because the hot dogs want it all? Do the rich players compare themselves to the poor players or only to the other rich players?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone's done a study on the distribution of salaries in the NFL on the playoff teams compared to non-playoff teams. Using my dismal Cowboys as an example of how the experts were predicting them to win the Superbowl this year and they were absolutely dreadful. Could it be because they had too many high paid players counting their money instead of thinking about playing ball?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2605169350002760754?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2605169350002760754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2605169350002760754&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2605169350002760754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2605169350002760754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/01/chart.html' title='Chart'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TS9qF5cxV3I/AAAAAAAAB3U/tG1m7L6aEI0/s72-c/saez-shares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-5642372224427643702</id><published>2011-01-13T13:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:35:58.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>I was touched by the statement of the shooter's family in Arizona. I have sympathy for what they are going through. It's tough being a parent. Not all parents feel this much anguish for what their child has done, but we've all known the dissappointment our children can cause alongside the pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that little one comes home there is such joy and expectation. All parents want to be proud parents. They want their children to live better lives than they did. We want to look back in our waning years with fond memories, grand children and great grandchildren all living their lives fullfilling the American Dream.&lt;br /&gt;There's one big problem. It's call free will.&lt;br /&gt;Kids not only don't come with an instruction manual they have a mind of their own and tend to makes bad choices. They never pick the right kind of friends or choice in mate. They won't listen to reason or instruction from you.&lt;br /&gt;A parents love is unconditional, but it can be very painful. It's hard watching them make wrong choices and you can't do anything to stop them or keep it from happening. The hardest part of being a parent is having to pick up the pieces of a shattered life. It's little comfort to remember how many times your parents had to pick up the pieces of your life, but it is good experience.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes those choices get them in trouble. Think of all the men and women in prison who have loving fathers and mothers wishing their children made better choices and are now suffering the consequences. I think of the parents of the women whose bodies were found in a mass grave on the west side of my town who had such high hopes only to feel the pain of them leaving them twice, once when they chose drugs and streetwalking and then when notified of their deaths.&lt;br /&gt;I love my two children and three grandchildren. They come with equal measures of pride and worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-5642372224427643702?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/5642372224427643702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=5642372224427643702&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5642372224427643702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5642372224427643702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/01/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8321054348295340828</id><published>2011-01-09T12:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T12:28:19.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sympathies</title><content type='html'>Sympathies to all those lost and injured in Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;The heated rhetoric from those opposed to abortion that led to bombings of clinics and assassinations of doctors has now spread to the political arena. Rush, Glenn, Sarah and the others spewing their hyperbilated filth have blood on their hands no matter how much they condemn what someone did after following their words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8321054348295340828?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8321054348295340828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8321054348295340828&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8321054348295340828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8321054348295340828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/01/sympathies.html' title='Sympathies'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2615060963882780629</id><published>2011-01-04T10:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T10:34:40.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A new case has come in and I'm up to my elbows in paper work to be sorted and made sense of. It makes life interesting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm up to 38,000 words on my new book and this hits just as I'm picking up steam. Maybe a short rest will give me better perspective on the story.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a great time with number 1 grandson for two weeks. I took the boys with me for some putting and chipping at the golf course, we did the River of Lights show and they went through the Natural History museum as well as opening up lots of presents. I have much greater respect for what Mom put up with from Bruce and Me while growing up. Having two boys in the house raises the decibel level to near jet engine proportions. The house is much quieter with him back with his mother, but he is still greatly missed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael &lt;a href="http://michaelmanningtv.blogspot.com/"&gt;Manning &lt;/a&gt;is running a series of posts on Ricky Nelson. He did extensive research on the plane crash that ended the rock icon's life. It's difficult reading at times, makes you smile remembering the great songs he sang and the time period of early rock n roll. The hours spent watching &lt;em&gt;Ozzie and Harriet&lt;/em&gt; while little. I kind of get grumpy with bloggers that seem to only post videos from U-tube. I stop by to read what they have to say not watch videos, but he has a number of videos along with his commentary that really take you back. Take a look.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://privatebuffoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Russ &lt;/a&gt;at Private Buffoon has a few posts about this group absolutely certain that the Rapture will happpen on May 21. I left a comment with a scripture quote from Acts 1:17, and he upped me with two others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2615060963882780629?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2615060963882780629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2615060963882780629&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2615060963882780629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2615060963882780629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-to-work.html' title='Back To Work'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-3200368410885267896</id><published>2010-12-29T19:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T19:30:19.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne's Website</title><content type='html'>The picture on my heading and others from time to time are works of Anne Littlewolf, my spiritual twin from college. She's unveiled her website and it's really nice. Click &lt;a href="http://www.annelittlewolf.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and take a look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-3200368410885267896?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/3200368410885267896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=3200368410885267896&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3200368410885267896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/3200368410885267896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/annes-website.html' title='Anne&apos;s Website'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-981838372532720589</id><published>2010-12-24T09:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T09:47:46.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TRTLf4GL3gI/AAAAAAAAB3A/BCFmgNaEh3E/s1600/200px-Pastor_Bonhoeffer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554287988949376514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TRTLf4GL3gI/AAAAAAAAB3A/BCFmgNaEh3E/s400/200px-Pastor_Bonhoeffer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scott Horton at his &lt;a href="http://harpers.org/subjects/NoComment?redirect=1570834337"&gt;No Comment &lt;/a&gt;Blog. Has a six question interview with Eric Metaxas who has a new biography on Deitrich Bonhoffer (picture) entitled &lt;a href="http://www.ericmetaxas.com/books/bonhoeffer-pastor-martyr-prophet-spy-a-righteous-gentile-vs-the-third-reich/"&gt;Bonhoffer, Pastor, Prophet, Martyr, Spy&lt;/a&gt;. Of all the theologians studied when I was at Wayland and later Seminary he was top of the list. When I was teaching on the unit of WWII I had my students choose a person from a long list and they had to do an oral report. Most of the students that chose the political leaders or generals went through the motions, but the ones who chose Bonhoffer were always affected and thanked me for having him on the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first book of his I bought was a collection of his sermons &lt;em&gt;No Rusty Swords&lt;/em&gt;. His thoughts resonate today as strongly as they did seventy and eighty years ago. Truly a worth man for a new biography and thanks to Horton and Metaxas for bring his name back into a generation that might have forgotten his thoughts and sacrifice in fighting against Hitler and the Nazi's. Other books by Bonhoffer: &lt;em&gt;Cost of Discipleship&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Letters From Prison&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-981838372532720589?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/981838372532720589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=981838372532720589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/981838372532720589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/981838372532720589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/scott-horton-at-his-no-comment-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TRTLf4GL3gI/AAAAAAAAB3A/BCFmgNaEh3E/s72-c/200px-Pastor_Bonhoeffer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-854203283479980718</id><published>2010-12-23T15:52:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T16:02:46.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TRPU5XaUStI/AAAAAAAAB2w/egQpZ9kyJAE/s1600/paako%2Bridge%2B%252815%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554016847479982802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TRPU5XaUStI/AAAAAAAAB2w/egQpZ9kyJAE/s400/paako%2Bridge%2B%252815%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promised 8 year old grandson here for a couple of weeks I'd take him to the golf course. 5 year old grandson wanted to go too. I thought we head out around ten this morning, but it was snowing. I took them to Mickey D's to play in the hamster tunnels and let them have happy meals. Around two in the afternoon the sun came out and it warmed up. So here I am with two kids, two putters and a bucket of balls trying to teach them how to putt. The older one got the hang of it and I let him out on the practice green. The younger one I stayed with on the taller grass just getting him to hit the ball.&lt;br /&gt;Younger one wanted to see the ducks, actually they were around a hundred geese munching on the 1st and 10th tee boxes. We walked over until the geese started honking and walking away. We stood and watched them from a distance until grandson decided to growl at them and they flew off about a hundred yards. I walked them over to the pond by the clubhouse and they could see the actual ducks floating.&lt;br /&gt;The sun was shining, but the wind was a little brisk. We didn't stay out long, but they had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture is Paako Ridge golf course, which is closed this time of year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-854203283479980718?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/854203283479980718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=854203283479980718&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/854203283479980718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/854203283479980718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/experience.html' title='An experience'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/TRPU5XaUStI/AAAAAAAAB2w/egQpZ9kyJAE/s72-c/paako%2Bridge%2B%252815%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8474351207159929953</id><published>2010-12-20T09:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T10:31:56.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Times Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hat tip to &lt;a href="http://mainstreambaptist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bruce&lt;/a&gt; for alerting me to the article. I missed it.&lt;/div&gt;It's not often a small Baptist college 40 miles from the nearest known sin merits an article in the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/12/19/sports/ncaabasketball/19wayland.html?_r=1&amp;amp;pagewanted=print"&gt;New York Times&lt;/a&gt;.  It concerns the girl's basketball team the Hutcherson Flying Queens. You have no idea the laughs have heard every time I mention that the team was known as the Flying Queens!&lt;div&gt;This article brought back many memories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I attended WBC (now WBU) from 1972 till graduation in 1976. 1972 was Harley Reddin's last year to coach the Queens. Talk about a retirement send off. As the article mentions he coached the team to 131 consecutive victories. What it left out was his famous last timeout comments he gave to the team a few seconds before their defeat that ended their string. To paraphrase he told them that they had held their heads high while winning and to go out and hold their heads high in defeat. I'm glad to report that at 91 he's still alive and quoted in the Times piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claude Hutchinson was the millionaire oil and ranch man who sponsored the team. He flew them to their games and just before I arrived built the gymnasium for the school. I ran many miles in that building on bad weather days over the three years I ran for the team and if you know that part of the country they have many bad weather days. It had a rubberized playing court supposedly intended to minimize shin splits. When I went back for my 20th reunion it had a wood floor and that didn't seem right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My freshman year a few of us on the track team played a pick up game with some of the Queen Bees (JV team).  We got waxed. Too bad there wasn't a three point line because the first thing I learned about women's basketball (Albuquerque didn't have this as it was before Title IX) is that they can swish from the mid-court line. There is no defending them! I never made that mistake again. One ego bruising was enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dated a Queen and I can remember how happy she was to be playing by Men's rules at the college level. A few weeks later I joined a basketball official's squad and had to learn high school women's rules. Talk about stupid. Three girls on each side of the half court line, they couldn't cross over, only three dribbles before a shot or pass. The seasoned officials did warn us newby's about toss ups. Guys do a vertical jump, girls swing their arms out to get momentum before a jump and many a man stayed put too long after tossing the ball up and got a fist in the groin. I made sure to back out quick. I only officiated a few women's games and didn't like them. Mostly I did 7th and 8th grade boys games. The one thing I noticed was that 7th grade girls were better than 7th grade boys. 12-13 year old boys for the most part have a hard time with coordination. 8th grade boys and 8th grade girls were pretty even. In 9th grade girls were through puberty and plateaued. 9th grade boys were four to six inches taller than the girls and much much quicker and stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sophomore year the Queens held a tournament the week before school started. They had a Thanksgiving tournament and Christmas tournament. They hosted a spring break tournament, won the WAAU national championship and played an exhibition game against the Russian touring team the week after school let out. The Russians had a girl 6'8" poor Pearl Worrell was our tallest at 6'1". My junior year they had a whole new team and were never the same after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were only three top notch women's teams in the country then. Wayland, Delta State and Immaculata. We had a joke which I've heard elsewhere: There are three things which should be done in the dark; Sex, kick the can and women's basketball. Most of the teams the Queens played were horrible. They'd win by sixty or more points. It was pitiful. The coach would leave the top players in for most of the game and ride them just as hard thirty or forty points up as if they were down in points. At the time I couldn't figure this out. One of the unofficial rules of sports is that you don't run up the score. When I saw them play the other top notch teams and lose it was usually in the last few minutes where they ran out of gas and it dawned on me that he had to ride them and let them play most of the game against lesser opponents to get them ready for the few teams that could challenge them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only met Claude Hutchinson once. My senior year I was working in sporting goods of a Howard's  department store (this was pre-Wal-Mart). He came in to buy a hunting and fishing license. Looking at his driver's license to fill out the form raised my eyebrows just a bit, and since he was over 65 the cost was 25 cents. The richest man in all of West Texas and I rang up a sale of one quarter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marsha Sharp was a senior my freshman year. After graduation she became an assistant coach and eventually left to take over Texas Tech's women's team winning a national championship. In many of the trips into Texas over the years we've driven through Lubbock and Marsha Sharp Avenue always catches my eye. It's not often you actually know the person a street is named after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The article mentions that while the women were flying the men's team was riding in a bus. My first two years the cross-country and track teams traveled in a faded blue 1960 Chevrolet Suburban. We called it the Blue Goose (my sophomore year they painted it white and it became the snow goose). In back it had two facing seats with enough room to put a  suitcase in the middle and we could play cards to pass the time. The seat closest to the door had a jump seat that folded up to let everyone in. We called it the rocking chair and there was always a fight over who was forced to sit on it for the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did fly my sophomore and junior years in the Hutchinson Bonanza planes to Salina Kansas for the National Cross Country championships. When we were flying back the first time coming up to Amarillo. The caprock rises up from lower plains, and I could see the small clouds between us and rising cliffs. It was beautiful. The next year we waited three hours as they tried to get one of the planes to start. They spun the propeller and sprayed ether into the carburetor and finally it started. As we were getting in I wondered if I really wanted to fly in something that obviously didn't want to work. Made it home just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bill Hardage was the coach and he flew one of the planes both times. After he retired from coaching he piloted the University's plane. He flew to San Diego three years ago to pick up a new plane for WBU. He got caught in a storm and crashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8474351207159929953?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8474351207159929953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8474351207159929953&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8474351207159929953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8474351207159929953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/times-story.html' title='Times Story'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-5144790202926178886</id><published>2010-12-17T12:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:38:57.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this stuff?</title><content type='html'>It's cold and white and messing everything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First snow of the season for us down in the valley. It's so nice now I'm retired not to have to worry about getting out in the mess. Wife was off today so she didn't have to brave the idiot drivers first thing in the morning. We spent the morning watching the last eight episodes of season 3 of Star Trek Voyager. It's nice to have stuff like that to cuddle under a blanket and relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-5144790202926178886?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/5144790202926178886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=5144790202926178886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5144790202926178886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5144790202926178886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-is-this-stuff.html' title='What is this stuff?'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-697850857285525191</id><published>2010-12-15T12:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T12:39:04.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>I guess we'd better enjoy the calm while we have it. Eldest grandson coming in on Saturday. Bruce is possibly coming with wife, daughter, son-in-law and baby next week. I think we'll have to go to one of the hotel banquet rooms for Christmas dinner as our houses can't handle that many people at once.&lt;br /&gt;While I was busy adding 3,000 words to my story yesterday wife and daughter-in-law did some shopping. The tree is now fully complimented with presents.&lt;br /&gt;I have wife's present hidden. Can't find time to wrap it and put it under the tree when she's not there. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw where Iran is upset because our Navy's official designation for the body of water separating them from Arabia is "The Arabian Sea" instead of the "Persian Gulf." The navy naturally apologized. Can anything get any stupider? Arabian Sea is used so the Saudi's don't get upset, and by the way, they are our allies while Iran is anything but friendly towards us. Even governments need to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://krugman.blogs.nytimes.com/"&gt;Krugman&lt;/a&gt; had a great quote today. Concerning how AEI and the Cato Institute keep rewriting their history to change unpopular names: &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;As Brad DeLong says: "I'll stop calling these people Orwellian when they stop using &lt;em&gt;Nineteen Eighty Four&lt;/em&gt; as an operations manual."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-697850857285525191?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/697850857285525191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=697850857285525191&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/697850857285525191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/697850857285525191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-536498196134232156</id><published>2010-12-11T08:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T09:16:00.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray For Students</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Remember Gomer Pyle USMC? His signature phrase: SURPRISE, SURPRISE, SURPRISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Someone with all those degrees after their names trying to figure out what works in the public schools had an original idea. Go to the horses mouth. Ask the students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I've always been wary of evaluating individual teachers by the students. The most popular teachers are usually the ones that are the easiest graders and have the worst discipline. Hand it to Bill Gates and his foundation they seem to have rediscovered the wheel in education, something they could have found much easier if they had surveyed teachers instead of everyone wanting to blame the teachers and the unions for the mess. I've posted the entire article since it's not long. My next post will provide commentary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/dc/launch?.gx=1&amp;amp;.rand=das721nakvp7c"&gt;What Works in the Classroom? Ask the Students&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;nyt_byline&gt; &lt;h6 class="byline"&gt;By &lt;a class="meta-per" title="More Articles by Sam Dillon" href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/d/sam_dillon/index.html?inline=nyt-per"&gt;SAM  DILLON&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/nyt_byline&gt;&lt;nyt_text&gt; &lt;div id="articleBody"&gt;&lt;nyt_correction_top&gt;&lt;/nyt_correction_top&gt; &lt;p&gt;How useful are the views of public school students about their teachers? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Quite useful, according to preliminary results released on Friday from a $45  million research project that is intended to find new ways of distinguishing  good teachers from bad. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Teachers whose students described them as skillful at maintaining classroom  order, at focusing their instruction and at helping their charges learn from  their mistakes are often the same teachers whose students learn the most in the  course of a year, as measured by gains on standardized test scores, according to  a progress report on the research. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Financed by the &lt;a title="Web site." href="http://www.gatesfoundation.org/Pages/home.aspx"&gt;Bill and Melinda Gates  Foundation&lt;/a&gt;, the two-year project involves scores of social scientists and  some 3,000 teachers and their students in Charlotte, N.C.; Dallas; Denver;  Hillsborough County, Fla., which includes Tampa; Memphis; New York; and  Pittsburgh. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The research is part of the &lt;a title="New York Times article." href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/12/04/education/04teacher.html"&gt;$335 million  Gates Foundation effort&lt;/a&gt; to overhaul the personnel systems in those  districts. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Statisticians began the effort last year by ranking all the teachers using a  statistical method known as value-added modeling, which calculates how much each  teacher has helped students learn based on changes in test scores from year to  year. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now researchers are looking for correlations between the value-added rankings  and other measures of teacher effectiveness. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Research centering on surveys of students’ perceptions has produced some  clear early results. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thousands of students have filled out confidential questionnaires about the  learning environment that their teachers create. After comparing the students’  ratings with teachers’ value-added scores, researchers have concluded that there  is quite a bit of agreement. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Classrooms where a majority of students said they agreed with the statement,  “Our class stays busy and doesn’t waste time,” tended to be led by teachers with  high value-added scores, the report said. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The same was true for teachers whose students agreed with the statements, “In  this class, we learn to correct our mistakes,” and, “My teacher has several good  ways to explain each topic that we cover in this class.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The questionnaires were developed by &lt;a title="Biography at the Harvard Web site." href="http://www.hks.harvard.edu/about/faculty-staff-directory/ronald-ferguson"&gt;Ronald  Ferguson&lt;/a&gt;, a Harvard researcher who has been refining student surveys for  more than a decade. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Few of the nation’s 15,000 public school districts systematically question  students about their classroom experiences, in contrast to American colleges,  many of which collect annual student evaluations to improve instruction, Dr.  Ferguson said. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Kids know effective teaching when they experience it,” he said. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“As a nation, we’ve wasted what students know about their own classroom  experiences instead of using that knowledge to inform school reform efforts.”  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Until recently, teacher evaluations were little more than a formality in most  school systems, with the vast majority of instructors getting top ratings, often  based on a principal’s superficial impressions. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But now some 20 states are overhauling their evaluation systems, and many  policymakers involved in those efforts have been asking the Gates Foundation for  suggestions on what measures of teacher effectiveness to use, said Vicki L.  Phillips, a director of education at the foundation. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One notable early finding, Ms. Phillips said, is that teachers who  incessantly drill their students to prepare for standardized tests tend to have  lower value-added learning gains than those who simply work their way  methodically through the key concepts of literacy and mathematics. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Teachers whose students agreed with the statement, “We spend a lot of time in  this class practicing for the state test,” tended to make smaller gains on those  exams than other teachers. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Teaching to the test makes your students do worse on the tests,” Ms.  Phillips said. “It turns out all that ‘drill and kill’ isn’t helpful.”  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;nyt_correction_bottom&gt; &lt;div class="articleCorrection"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/nyt_correction_bottom&gt;&lt;nyt_update_bottom&gt;&lt;/nyt_update_bottom&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/nyt_text&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-536498196134232156?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/536498196134232156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=536498196134232156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/536498196134232156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/536498196134232156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/hooray-for-students.html' title='Hooray For Students'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-7509700618377289907</id><published>2010-12-10T16:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T17:02:23.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Off</title><content type='html'>Wednesday worked on the book in the morning. Wife had afternoon off so we had a nice lunch with Russ from &lt;a href="http://privatebuffoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Private Buffoon&lt;/a&gt;. I asked him loads of questions about computers that predate 1980 as much of my story is in the 60's and 70's. All in all a pleasant conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Took yesterday off to relax and recharge batteries.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I did. Today wife is off and she's been running me ragged. I need the weekend to recuperate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-7509700618377289907?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/7509700618377289907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=7509700618377289907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7509700618377289907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7509700618377289907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-off.html' title='Time Off'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2736239268500927750</id><published>2010-12-07T12:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T16:21:08.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Coming Along</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The story's gelling. Still a lot of research and writing to go. No word from the publisher on HS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've said my piece about the tax deal over at the &lt;a href="http://anothercaptainslog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Captain&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking forward to eldest grandson coming in for a visit. We have plans doing the &lt;em&gt;river of lights &lt;/em&gt;and other things while he's here. Wish we had more time with him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Due respect to fellow New Mexican Don Meredith. He was QB of the Cowboys when I first started watching pro football. The Icebowl game is etched forever in my memory. He kept MNF lively for many years. I never met him, but have on occasion run into Don Perkins from those teams. He will be missed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Due respect for Elizabeth Edwards. Too bad she didn't have a husband that would stand by his woman.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2736239268500927750?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2736239268500927750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2736239268500927750&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2736239268500927750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2736239268500927750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/story-coming-along.html' title='Story Coming Along'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-9223291458540958473</id><published>2010-12-04T08:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:19:49.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens to the little people</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Decreasing the surplus population.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;From NY Times today&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/12/04/opinion/04collins.html?nl=todaysheadlines&amp;amp;emc=a212"&gt;Arizona Strikes Again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;nyt_byline&gt; &lt;h6 class="byline"&gt;By &lt;a class="meta-per" title="More Articles by Gail Collins" href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/opinion/editorialsandoped/oped/columnists/gailcollins/index.html?inline=nyt-per"&gt;GAIL  COLLINS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/nyt_byline&gt;&lt;nyt_text&gt; &lt;div id="articleBody"&gt;&lt;nyt_correction_top&gt;&lt;/nyt_correction_top&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let us revisit the matter of pulling the plug on grandma. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You may remember the historic day in 2009 when Senator Chuck Grassley brought  the issue to the fore at a town meeting in Iowa. “We should not have a  government plan that will pull the plug on grandma,” he said to loud cheers...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then all hell broke loose and the Republicans kept ranting about how  “Obamacare” would put the federal government between you and your doctor and try  to save money by prohibiting said doctor from using the best treatments and  procedures.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All this came to mind when I was talking to Flor Felix, whose husband,  Francisco, a 32-year-old truck driver with four kids, was denied a liver  transplant because the Arizona Legislature had yanked funds for it out of a  state Medicaid program. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As Marc Lacey &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/12/03/us/03transplant.html?ref=us"&gt;reported in  The Times this week&lt;/a&gt;, Francisco had been prepped for surgery after a friend  whose wife was dying asked that he be given her liver. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“It was good news when we heard the liver matched,” Flor said. “The doctor  said: ‘Everything’s going well. We’re going to proceed with the surgery.’ ” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But Francisco, who has hepatitis C, had lost his health insurance when he had  to stop working and had gotten coverage under the state Medicaid program. And  Gov. Jan Brewer had signed a law eliminating Medicaid coverage of certain kinds  of transplants as a cost-cutting measure. Flor said the next words she got from  the doctor were: “You need to bring $200,000 as a deposit for the hospital.”  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Francisco was summarily discharged. The Arizona state government, which is  totally controlled by Republicans, got between him and his doctor. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“The state only has so much money and we can only provide so many optional  kinds of care. Those were one of the options that we had taken liberty to  discard,” said Governor Brewer, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Felix was one of 98 people in the transplant pipeline when the law went into  effect. Arizona claims cutting them off will save $4.5 million this year.  Advocates have called on Governor Brewer to use some of the state’s $185 million  in federal stimulus funds to restart the procedures. Brewer, who opposed the  stimulus, says all the money is gravely needed for other projects. Which she  will not name. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The best possible spin to put on all this is that it was a terrible mistake.  The chairman of the Arizona House Appropriations Committee, John Kavanagh, says  that the lawmakers got bad information from the state Medicaid experts, who said  that the transplants weren’t effective. “Based on the information I’ve received,  it looks like most of them should be reinstated and we hope to do that in  January,” he said. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ironically, trying to answer questions like this is one of the great goals of  the Obama health care law. “What it promises to do is attack the vast reservoirs  of ignorance about relative benefits of different ways of treating different  diseases to see which is most effective,” said Henry Aaron of the Brookings  Institution. Although, as Aaron carefully pointed out, the law steers clear of  any mention of cost effectiveness. This is because Republicans in the House and  Senate kept howling about death panels and plug-pulling. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But try to imagine what the Republicans would have said if someone in the  Obama administration proposed cutting off liver transplants for Medicare  recipients. We heard a lot from John McCain during the health care debate about  how reform would restrict Medicare services. We have not heard a word yet on how  McCain feels about the Arizona transplant issue. His office did not respond to  inquiries about whether he approves his state’s pulling the plug on a  32-year-old father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/nyt_text&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-9223291458540958473?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/9223291458540958473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=9223291458540958473&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/9223291458540958473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/9223291458540958473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-happens-to-little-people.html' title='What happens to the little people'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-7533856090730677839</id><published>2010-12-02T13:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T13:24:13.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>123 per day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://realityzone-realityzone.blogspot.com/2010/12/news-flash-123-americans-dead-no.html"&gt;Reality Zone &lt;/a&gt;has a guest post that is sobering. 123 people die every day in this country that would have lived if they only had health coverage.&lt;br /&gt;Our country is truly become the Tin Man. If we only had a heart.&lt;br /&gt;Over 40,000 people have died this year (and it's not over yet) due to lack of health coverage. You've got yours Tea Party to hell with the little people.&lt;br /&gt;Where's Jeb Bush? He spent millions in legal fees and medical costs professing the sanctity of life for a woman in a constant vegitative state. He held emergency legislative meetings to pass laws for keep her heart beating. Where's his sanctity of life for the others who had a chance at a meaningful life but were a dollar or two short?&lt;br /&gt;Did all those seniors who lobbied against extending medicare for everyone (single payer system) not understand that when these 40,000 die, they stop working and don't pay anymore into the social security fund you're living on?&lt;br /&gt;We are all connected here, no on is an island anymore. When people have their houses foreclosed on and lose their jobs it effects 99% of the population's standard of living. When this many people were dying from automobile accidents legislation was passed to make cars safer. Laws were passed to punish drunk drivers. Automobile accident victims had value. Why don't these 40,000? As the lady said in RZ's blog, they don't get mentioned on the news. Die in a car crash they have pictures of you car on the ten o'clock news. Die from an infected tooth because you couldn't afford to see a dentist, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;Ebeneezer Scrooge is now in charge of all political parties. "Let them die and decrease the surplus population."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-7533856090730677839?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/7533856090730677839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=7533856090730677839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7533856090730677839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7533856090730677839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/123-per-day.html' title='123 per day'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-7870230520464308209</id><published>2010-12-02T10:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T10:55:50.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nose to the grindstone</title><content type='html'>This week I've been back in the office of the lawfirm, but I'm working on my novel. My friend has graciously let me use it so I can get some work done. He has a trial coming up, but doesn't know when he'll be needing my help. Law moves slow and a trial date hasn't been set.&lt;br /&gt;It's good to be out of the house and all its distrations. I'm getting thousands of words added every day. Still no word from the publisher I've sent the other novel to, so I might have to start looking for another one. I won't be using Publish America unless I absolutely have to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-7870230520464308209?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/7870230520464308209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=7870230520464308209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7870230520464308209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/7870230520464308209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/12/nose-to-grindstone.html' title='Nose to the grindstone'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2869621154926240496</id><published>2010-11-28T14:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T14:45:56.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Question 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;How much do you decorate for Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A. The whole enchilada: Outside the house lit up like a flood light, christmas tree, stockings, wreaths, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;B. Medium: Some lights outside, tree and stockings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;C. Light: Just indoors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;D. Zilch: as little as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm a medium sort of guy. The other guys can run up a huge light bill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2869621154926240496?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2869621154926240496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2869621154926240496&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2869621154926240496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2869621154926240496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunday-question-3.html' title='Sunday Question 3'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-4324466109043167817</id><published>2010-11-24T16:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T16:41:27.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a safe weekend</title><content type='html'>Well wishes to all my readers for a fun and safe weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Wife and I are planning to see the Harry Potter movie sometime this weekend. The kids are going to see it while we watch the grandkids. Other than that we're staying away from the crazies battling for goods that will be half the price in a few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-4324466109043167817?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/4324466109043167817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=4324466109043167817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4324466109043167817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/4324466109043167817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-safe-weekend.html' title='Have a safe weekend'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-727232753592324314</id><published>2010-11-23T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T16:42:29.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossed Fingers</title><content type='html'>I've sent off my manuscript of &lt;em&gt;Human Sacrifices&lt;/em&gt; to a publisher that deals mostly in e-books. Now I'm waiting to hear back from them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-727232753592324314?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/727232753592324314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=727232753592324314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/727232753592324314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/727232753592324314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/crossed-fingers.html' title='Crossed Fingers'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-1201747766412768642</id><published>2010-11-21T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T09:29:00.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Need of Prayer</title><content type='html'>My friend &lt;a href="http://privatebuffoon.blogspot.com/2010/11/bad-day-at-black-rock.html?showComment=1290354970436_AIe9_BGBh7nZJre2QY37u9_YrZSmvMExhxfyMGMozHLxjDr-vUm0pzT4NDoI6dibr4FFoW4PtsFHUu7bsFJCRTDz4A64PuJmqPvSVchmtYKfbQnvMUIG8ZF45ITFqXaPoncSauhj9wTUPE1ssXjYybZx8KFsYTMfcqO005ZpiLiOWUjcSWb7vwEanH_PmsRNRl0Qgcpj-F67p3uo24jUOyds0Sx8udJmunPAtkfj1FU0M0YIzC7ryf52q44ZKxi9d6UqR-tTRjrIh3ESZkTStvD6I0z39HTcK15aV7lyS3ZJv6zVcaamk3S77006OH-7wqFfrpHtSX9iSfzyQmK0Bt42ly35xw8w4RvbzTSSjjcwsBtv7v6iE_wiav1I_qqB_WZWy9GYWpcENvlU25o2LL8PUtxCY9bXVzVtH2ZmygUl0mlwtR7rxwXGmCDhtIQrje_0nMYG8e9HVLilkjlbILlpwOBZEZ9fQtyXhK0qB9suvXeVdkYjYGIXoRAm_NWYJPFYH-6R99b8iA31MX6yFEvz1Lq9lNGfUpd6OqU5_5hPP5CGUf2xRVCVcitsWelI3GxzETqAWaeAgAmsFEPglpPaEZvvxbDJ1C_8y-vMZZiIyYbMNx7jNpFGYKmS6PwIr7AJMATfu9Bwtkgs_EFgxBlRdiXOB7HBXtjaXoRlMgFZLeKiOPzhD7neirmOHnlAhru6yOC2rmUgl7AeG_BUa-GS-R6Ha1UcmZ940eHbs_uYmELNUKSZprzn7mF95b_ATA_1w6PWwBrQPiFoxUsHnWAfXH2iQFjlow#c7135858429457955397"&gt;Russ&lt;/a&gt; and his wife are in need of prayer. Please be kind a leave a comment of support on his blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-1201747766412768642?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/1201747766412768642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=1201747766412768642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1201747766412768642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/1201747766412768642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-need-of-prayer.html' title='In Need of Prayer'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2618815074182271796</id><published>2010-11-21T08:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T08:48:47.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Question 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What 5 songs that if you hear them you can't get out of your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Amazing Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are You Lonesome Tonight - Elvis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mrs. Brown You've Got a Lovely Daughter - Herman's Hermits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do You Hear The People Sing? - From &lt;em&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Oobla Dee Oobla Da - The Beatles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This one drives me crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2618815074182271796?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2618815074182271796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2618815074182271796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2618815074182271796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2618815074182271796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunday-question-2.html' title='Sunday Question 2'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-2721482258480633679</id><published>2010-11-14T10:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T10:53:41.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Name five of your favorite Manly Men from TV, past or present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;1. Magnum - Magnum PI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;2. Kirk - Original Star Trek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;3. The Fonz - Happy Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;4. Michael Weston - Burn Notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;5. Grisham - CSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Now it's up to my readers to comment and leave yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-2721482258480633679?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/2721482258480633679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=2721482258480633679&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2721482258480633679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/2721482258480633679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunday-question.html' title='Sunday Question'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-6382431103810676461</id><published>2010-11-14T10:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T10:40:40.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Impressions</title><content type='html'>A few months ago I was given a book to read as a part of my legal assistance job. The book was about the importance of opening statements in trials. Hollywood seems to think trials are won in closings, but this books premise was that trials are won in opening statements.&lt;br /&gt;The theory behind the premise is that people usually make up their minds quickly no matter how objective they claim to be, and that once a person has made up his/her mind concerning guilt or non-guilt it becomes very difficult to change their minds.&lt;br /&gt;This was preamble as a way to explain why the general public seems to be so gullible on certain issues and why control of the main stream media is so important to dupe the general public into starting wars and voting against their economic interests. When the truth comes out it doesn't matter for the general population their minds are made up, don't confuse them with facts.&lt;br /&gt;Children grow up in religous schools being told that evolution is a hoax and the world was created in six, twenty-four hour days. It becomes very hard to change their minds on the subject after that. The media declares climate change to be a hoax and the rubes eat it up no matter how much evidence to the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;Thought control doesn't take brute force, just quick lies told as truth. How else do you explain the demogogues that have our governments by the throat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-6382431103810676461?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/6382431103810676461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=6382431103810676461&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6382431103810676461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/6382431103810676461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-impressions.html' title='First Impressions'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-8667157602049054738</id><published>2010-11-13T06:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T06:52:39.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foul fortnight</title><content type='html'>I've finally feeling human. Had a cold for the last two weeks. I'd start feeling good for a day and then it would rebound. Yesterday was the first day I didn't feel like a zombie. I need to get back to working on my newest novel I didn't  have the energy to do any typing, but a few plot points have popped into my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-8667157602049054738?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/8667157602049054738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=8667157602049054738&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8667157602049054738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/8667157602049054738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/foul-fortnight.html' title='Foul fortnight'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-5548543510722056761</id><published>2010-11-03T12:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T12:40:18.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boardwalk Bossism</title><content type='html'>HBO has been running a mini-series ostensibly about prohibition and gangsterism, but what I've seen so far is a political boss who gets into the rum running business. That gangsters are in embryo form at this point in the story line.&lt;br /&gt;There's this great scene where boss Thomson has given money and a job to a widow, whose husband he had killed, and she asks him what he wants in return. He looks at her and says, "I want you to vote Republican."&lt;br /&gt;As evil and corrupt as bossism was it was based on a &lt;em&gt;quid pro quo&lt;/em&gt;. The boss found people jobs, places to live, health care, etc. It was chump change compared to the money they got from the kick backs and bribes their guaranteed votes garnered. The secret ballot helped end most of the excesses of bossism. The New Deal's social safety net took a lot of what the bosses doled out in favors to benefit everyone. But when all was said and done the people who sold their vote to the boss got something in return. Maybe it wasn't much, but it was better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Today bosses don't have to help the people. They deceive them by advertising. They don't have to mingle with the little people, buy up all the media outlets, get your message out and make a fortune in campaign spending from both sides at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;As horrible as it was for the Supremes to open the cash drawers of corporations on political spending, the real democratic disaster was when the FCC dropped restrictions on who could own more than a small percentage of radio and TV stations. We no longer have local Boss Thompsons. King Rupert Murdock rules America, lock stock and entertainment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-5548543510722056761?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/5548543510722056761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=5548543510722056761&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5548543510722056761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5548543510722056761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/boardwalk-bossism.html' title='Boardwalk Bossism'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-5534325153038325681</id><published>2010-11-03T09:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T09:24:02.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Bag</title><content type='html'>We're stuck with another governor veto, but only lost one congressional seat. I'm sure she'll invite the mouthpiece from Alaska to hunt wolves from helicopters down here to piss off environmentalists.&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to &lt;a href="http://privatebuffoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Russ Sype &lt;/a&gt;for working tirelessly for Martin Heinrich the past two elections as a volunteer on the technical side.&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Carter in his interview with Bill Maher last week said he thought if the Republicans take control of House they'd have to start being responsible. I thing he's been a great former president a wonderful humanitarian, but is a lousy politician and even worse historian. Since 1994 the last thing the Reptilians have been is responsible. They have made an art of blaming everyone else for their mess and this election is another prime example. As Paul Krugman says, "It's always heads they win, tails you lose."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-5534325153038325681?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/5534325153038325681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=5534325153038325681&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5534325153038325681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/5534325153038325681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/mixed-bag.html' title='Mixed Bag'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32838402.post-9138407543178940336</id><published>2010-11-02T17:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T17:22:19.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last</title><content type='html'>At last the political ads will be over. The crying begins. Watching anything but network TV tonight to avoid all the dipsticks chattering away about nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32838402-9138407543178940336?l=pmprescott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/feeds/9138407543178940336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32838402&amp;postID=9138407543178940336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/9138407543178940336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32838402/posts/default/9138407543178940336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pmprescott.blogspot.com/2010/11/at-last.html' title='At Last'/><author><name>P M Prescott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12973205373056561583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTGsRLJDDG0/SZOlo0GvaGI/AAAAAAAABFk/3YOn4MnKWc8/S220/golf+smiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
