My mom thought my younger sister would be a New Year's Day baby, but she missed it by a few days....

Bon anniversaire!

*Traitor*, n.
A benighted individual who perceives an illusory distinction between serving his nation and abetting the criminals who govern it.

Have a good slide into the New Year, no wait... into your best birthday!

Skennah Kowa

Passez un bon réveillon !

Auferre, trucidare, rapere, falsis nominibus imperium; atque, ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant.

I have found that to be universally true.  My work often involves telephone and/or email conversations with counterparts at other utilities whom I've never met in person.   And one of my long time hobbies is amateur radio, which again involves long distance communication with relative strangers.  In both cases, the occasional real time meetup invariably involves recalibrating a mental image that is different, sometimes wildly so, from the reality.

Somewhere in cyberspace, the ghost of de Chardin is smiling.

During the 1920s my hometown was part of the classic sociological work, the Middletown Studies.

Middletown: A Study in Modern American Culture was primarily a look at changes in a small Midwest city between 1890 and 1925, the year the study was completed.

Although the book does not name the city (population: 38,000) in question, it was later revealed to be Muncie, Indiana.

The Lynds and their assistants used the "approach of the cultural anthropologist" (see field research and social anthropology), existing documents, statistics, interviews, and surveys to accomplish this task. The stated goal of the study was describe this small urban center as a unit which consists of "interwoven trends of behavior" (p. 3). Or put in more detail,

    "to present a dynamic, functional study of the contemporary life of this specific American community in the light of trends of changing behaviour observable in it during the last thirty-five years" (p. 6).

The book is written in an entirely descriptive tone, treating the citizens of Middletown in much the same way as an anthropologist from an industrialized nation might describe a non-industrial culture.

Muncie continues to be one of the places that pollsters and reporters go when they want to do an "average American city" story.  As far as how my online self and offline self caompare, my offline self is far less vocal.  It's sort of like my inner Hulk comes out.

And I'll give my consent to any government that does not deny a man a living wage-Billy Bragg

Mine came from my favourite book, To Kill A Mockingbird and has been my motto ever since I read it.  The book itself translates it as 'from mud to the stars' although I understand that more literally the latin means through adversity to the stars, or similar.

I think it became my motto at the time because I needed something to believe in (seeing as religion/faith or lack thereof is a hot topic at the moment!)  

Ad astra per aspera