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Forget About the Money, I Want My Hour Back

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A quick question for a rainy (oh so rainy) Sunday afternoon With all the glibertarian bloggerati* out there, blathering on about the government stealing their prodigious assets and other sundries, and encroaching further and further into our daily affairs, how is it that none of them ever voiced any concern about the fact that the Washington fat cats think they can control time itself? I mean this, mostly, as a joke, but if I were truly concerned about government intervening in things with which it has no rightful business, surely the machinations of the sun and earth...

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Pay for sex?

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So, I discovered today that the NPR iPod app gives me access to recordings of many recent Intelligence Squared debates, so I spent a good chunk of the day listening to a few of them. Quite a few of them were really interesting and entertaining, and if you haven’t already, I would definitely recommend them. One in particular drew my attention, though not because it was particularly good, but because I felt like the debaters dropped the ball on a key point. The question was “Is it wrong to pay for sex?” The debate broke down along...

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and I don't like Star Wars

Bicycling / Hy Sandham ;

Every year, when the weather is just warm enough to ditch the jacket and sweater for a few hours in the middle of the day, I get nostalgic for bicycling. I was never a competitive biker, or even particularly good at it, but I love it. It has been a few years since I lived in a bike-friendly city, but D.C. looks promising. This post was going to lament the lack of bike lanes in the city, but today the Post reported that L, I , additional bits of 15th and parts of Pennsylvania Ave. are getting...

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