Headline: AP Stylebook Takes a Dive; Facebook Furor Ensues
The Stylebook, one of America's traditional bulwarks against flabby couch-potato language, is no longer eating its peas. It decrees that "over" and "more than" may be used synonymously when reporting numerical values.
For this travesty it mounts a Twinkie defense: "We can't fight a trend." It is but a matter of time before AP sanctions "over" and "more than" as all-purpose synonyms.
Somwhere, More Than the Rainbow, starring Li'l Debbie Garland.
More than my dead body.
Mar 21, 2014
Mar 12, 2014
What's the frequency, Kenneth? (More bizarre than...)
This does not bode well. A trigger-lock company trying to buy Remington?
Aside from writing like a bunch of long-winded nerds...
("This model, which takes advantage of market trends, technological advances (Most of you will want to stop reading the red print here; I just wanted to give serious language students enough jargon and cant to convey the full buzz-word flavor) and industry consolidations to fuel profitable growth, presents a value proposition that is perfectly suited to the military armament industry, an industry that is heavily fragmented and evolving rapidly toward a RFID/WiFi-enabled technology platform. In this dynamic environment, we see enormous opportunity to consolidate this market with a program of targeted acquisitions, including the proposed Freedom transaction. Technological convergence is the future in the cyber/smart arms arena and we're eager to leverage our proven history of success by helping Freedom and others navigate the transition from analog to digital.")
.. .the predator company says things which make a guy scratch his head. Among its other bragadocci we find:
Global Digital Solutions is positioning itself as a leader in providing cyber arms manufacturing, complementary security and technology solutions and knowledge-based, cyber-related, culturally attuned social consulting in unsettled areas.
"culturally attuned social consulting in unsettled areas?" If there is any actual meaning there, it escapes me. So I'll make something up.
GDS buys Remington. After a short R and D period, it sells you a a G5 or 6 or 7 cell phone with an accessory clip for a Model 700. When in an unsettled area you can either shoot at stuff if you can remember the code to tell your phone to unlock the trigger. or you can just settle yourself on a lonely stump and text.
UPDATE: I think we can rest easy. GDS doesn't have enough money to buy the rusted Remington 742 I picked up for parts last week. The release wasn't satire, but it was the CEO's way of crying out for help. "Oh look at me. Please. I am so pretty." 'course, if you want to take a chance, you can buy a share of the company stock for 86 cents.
Aside from writing like a bunch of long-winded nerds...
("This model, which takes advantage of market trends, technological advances (Most of you will want to stop reading the red print here; I just wanted to give serious language students enough jargon and cant to convey the full buzz-word flavor) and industry consolidations to fuel profitable growth, presents a value proposition that is perfectly suited to the military armament industry, an industry that is heavily fragmented and evolving rapidly toward a RFID/WiFi-enabled technology platform. In this dynamic environment, we see enormous opportunity to consolidate this market with a program of targeted acquisitions, including the proposed Freedom transaction. Technological convergence is the future in the cyber/smart arms arena and we're eager to leverage our proven history of success by helping Freedom and others navigate the transition from analog to digital.")
.. .the predator company says things which make a guy scratch his head. Among its other bragadocci we find:
Global Digital Solutions is positioning itself as a leader in providing cyber arms manufacturing, complementary security and technology solutions and knowledge-based, cyber-related, culturally attuned social consulting in unsettled areas.
"culturally attuned social consulting in unsettled areas?" If there is any actual meaning there, it escapes me. So I'll make something up.
GDS buys Remington. After a short R and D period, it sells you a a G5 or 6 or 7 cell phone with an accessory clip for a Model 700. When in an unsettled area you can either shoot at stuff if you can remember the code to tell your phone to unlock the trigger. or you can just settle yourself on a lonely stump and text.
UPDATE: I think we can rest easy. GDS doesn't have enough money to buy the rusted Remington 742 I picked up for parts last week. The release wasn't satire, but it was the CEO's way of crying out for help. "Oh look at me. Please. I am so pretty." 'course, if you want to take a chance, you can buy a share of the company stock for 86 cents.
Mar 11, 2014
Beer for the warriors; no REMFs need apply
By late October, 1944, all was foretold on the great battlefields of Europe. The death of the Nazi was a matter of when, not if.
But Winston Churchill was still a busy man, overseeing Montgomery on the left and Alexander down in the Mediterranean. Not to mention fighting the opening skirmishes of World War III, telling Stalin, "No. You may not have Greece and Poland and Istria, (etc.)."
So an old grunt develops a certain affection for the guy facing all that who still finds time for:
Prime Minister to Secretary of State for War 23 Oct. 44
A serious appeal was made to me by General Alexander for more beer for the troops in Italy. The Americans are said to get four bottles a week, and the British rarely get one. You should make an immediate effort and come to me for support in case other departments are involved. Let me have a plan, with time schedule, for this beer. ... The priority issue is to go to the fighting troops at the front..."
Properly exercised power can be a wonderful thing.
Prime Minister to Secretary of State for War 20 Nov. 44
Good. Press on. Make sure that the beer -- four pints a week -- goes to the troops under fire of the enemy before any of the parties to the rear get a drop.
Nine months later the voters sent him packing. No wonder we call it the place where Great Britain used to be.
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Churchill, Triumph and Tragedy, H/M BCE, 1953, pp. 705, 709.
But Winston Churchill was still a busy man, overseeing Montgomery on the left and Alexander down in the Mediterranean. Not to mention fighting the opening skirmishes of World War III, telling Stalin, "No. You may not have Greece and Poland and Istria, (etc.)."
So an old grunt develops a certain affection for the guy facing all that who still finds time for:
Prime Minister to Secretary of State for War 23 Oct. 44
A serious appeal was made to me by General Alexander for more beer for the troops in Italy. The Americans are said to get four bottles a week, and the British rarely get one. You should make an immediate effort and come to me for support in case other departments are involved. Let me have a plan, with time schedule, for this beer. ... The priority issue is to go to the fighting troops at the front..."
Properly exercised power can be a wonderful thing.
Prime Minister to Secretary of State for War 20 Nov. 44
Good. Press on. Make sure that the beer -- four pints a week -- goes to the troops under fire of the enemy before any of the parties to the rear get a drop.
Nine months later the voters sent him packing. No wonder we call it the place where Great Britain used to be.
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Churchill, Triumph and Tragedy, H/M BCE, 1953, pp. 705, 709.
Mar 10, 2014
The Belgian Countess
She could have worn white to the ceremony, and the snickering old gossips in the back pews would have been wrong.
Fulfillment ensued.
Replacing the lanky older model .
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The original 6-incher had been abused by excessive dry-firing and possibly too many shorts without careful chamber cleaning. Some finicky work put her back in shooting shape, but she never had my full trust. I ran the internet for replacement barrels and found none.
But Saturday, at the Wells (Minnesota) school-house loophole, there she reposed at a price about one-third what I would have expected. I haven't stopped grinning since.
Fulfillment ensued.
Replacing the lanky older model .
---
The original 6-incher had been abused by excessive dry-firing and possibly too many shorts without careful chamber cleaning. Some finicky work put her back in shooting shape, but she never had my full trust. I ran the internet for replacement barrels and found none.
But Saturday, at the Wells (Minnesota) school-house loophole, there she reposed at a price about one-third what I would have expected. I haven't stopped grinning since.
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