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Love. We cannot escape the word or its many transitive meanings constructed by both millions of years of evolution and hundreds of years of media and culture any more than we can escape pondering over its connection to family or our own mortality. Everything we take for granted is bound up in one or more of these fundamental elements of human psychology. But what do we get from seeing them all through the same lens–a lens admittedly colored a special shade of cynically skeptical, irritably empirical, and scathingly naked?
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Once, someone asked me if I fear death. We were at a funeral–my aunt’s–and the question was not exactly worded like that. It was more like, “Someone going so suddenly really makes you wonder, doesn’t it?”
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A tragic development has recently come to my attention with regard to American politics and civics. Young people, still riding the coattails of their moral victory with president Barrack Obama’s election, are using frightening rhetoric when someone confronts them about their politics. Amazingly, rather or not their perceived opposition agrees with the president is secondary; rather or not said person actually voted is becoming the primary argument.
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This is a letter to the Arkansas Traveler I wrote concerning the homophobia of Proposed Initiative Act No. 1 that was passed by a 57% majority in 2008. It disallows non-married couples (heterosexual and homosexual) from adopting children. Given the surplus of orphaned children in the state, the initiatives true motives are easy to spot. Also included is commentary on the shallowness of many Obama supporters. Read on…

First, I need to point out that I find it illogical and incorrect to assume that if revenues do not match last years’, then you have “lost” money. I find it further incorrect to blame these “lost revenues” on something that has changed the world only for good, the Internet. It seems more the MPAA’s lack of will, ability, or foresight to adapt to new technology rather than these so-called pirates raining on their cash parade (complete with floats made entirely of Mike Meyer’s dignity and Frank Darabont’s Indiana Jones script). Read on…