Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Yeah, It's the Professors

A New York Times article
Note the first paragraph on the second page.
Notice how the only dollar amount listed is $500,000. Carefully placed at the end of a paragraph for emphasis. Notice, to, that "college and university presidents, more than 100 of whom now receive at least..." is merely tucked in between "professor salaries" and the enormous number.
Maybe I'm underestimating NYT readers. Maybe they'll really get that the $500,000 is an unexpected salary at a college, even for the rarified position of president, which is in general salaried at 5-10 times the amount of an average professorship.
I'm thinking not.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Orthogonal, Not Oppositional

Question 11, that is.

Your Political Profile:
Overall: 10% Conservative, 90% Liberal
Social Issues: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
Personal Responsibility: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
Fiscal Issues: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
Ethics: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
Defense and Crime: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

As seen at Anastasia's

Really Bad Editing

I'm reading Special Topics in Calamity Physics (no, I'm not linking. For my lurkers who haven't read it, sorry.). I'm about half-way through. The author/narrator mentions someone:

        holding tight to the horse's reigns.
(Not in quotes because I'm not sure that's the exact quotation.)

How, exactly, did this get past the copy editior?

Monday, December 04, 2006

Well, It's Progress. Maybe.

My out-of-control dreams involve driving a car in which the brakes don't work well. It's not that I can't stop the car, it's that I can't stop quickly enough; no matter how much I stomp on them, the car doesn't slow down fast enough.
Yes, my subconscious has all the subtlety of a neon sign on a brick wall.
Last night, the car's brakes worked just fine. Instead, I wasn't paying attention and "had" to pass a large vehicle by crossing a double yellow line*. I slowed down after that though.
At least the brakes were working properly.
Which means I'm in control.
I think.

Oddly, today I watched an SUV pass about 5 cars by crossing a double-yellow line, for almost the same reason as my dream: the traffic was too slow. Well, actually in real life traffic was stopped, but at least I come by the idea honestly.