Terrible, terrible news about Bhutto. By all accounts she was a strong leader and a friend to the west, a supporter of democracy, and obviously, she was a hell of a brave lady. She knew what would likely happen- I find it heartbreaking to know that she even had sent out a message only to be released in the event she was assassinated. It’s such a terrible shame. May she rest in peace, and may her family remain safe from harm. I sincerely hope that the nation of Pakistan honors her memory and her cause by uniting against terror and extremism, and pushes out those who would see them destabilized, destroyed and chaotic.
It’s almost over here, but we had a nice day. Hope y’all had a great one, too.
I let the Skinny One play his new video games most of the day, and have a nap too. I watched It’s A Wonderful Life this afternoon, and am about to finish watching my third Bond of the night- The Man With The Golden Gun! (I watched two Connerys already, Goldfinger and Diamonds Are Forever.)
So. Bloody. AWESOME!
Okay, gotta go! That delightfully evil Scaramanga won’t wait forever.
WordPress certainly has its challenges.
I don’t particularly care for its post editor- it’s WYSIWYG, only, er, not. For example, the last post was a meme I swiped at Geek Soap Box, and therefore I had to copy-paste it. Which was okay, except that I noticed it was acting kinda weird and making certain things bold when they really shouldn’t have been. So I dug into the HTML editor and was positively horrified by the mess I saw- I am a very basic little blogger, and I like unfrilly HTML, and this was… well stacks and nests and I think I saw a rat under there. So I just went through and fixed it up the way I liked it (well, a way I could understand and be relatively certain would work) and then it still behaved all weird. So I re-edited it in the stupid WYSIWYG editor, and finally bludgeoned it into submission, or so I thought. Damn if I didn’t hose the whole fucking thing up so badly that it bashed my entire blog template to pieces. I am STILL attempting to fix that bastard- and now this post is also giving me fits. I want another fucking line here. I hit enter, and it doesn’t put in a handy-dandy carriage return at all. In this spot, I get nothin’. Between my other paragraphs, fine. Here, not a chance in hell.
See? RIGHT HERE. I WANT ANOTHER GODDAMN LINE! ASSHOLE! (Ah HA! To get it to work, I have to swear at it.)
And then I come back to check on things again, and realize while looking at my post manger thingy that my “How Many 5-Year-Olds” quiz had been marked as a “private” post. (Yes, I see that I typoed “manager” as “manger”. I will leave it, it is my dorky Christmastime joke for you all. A post manger. Hah. Maybe there was no more room at the INNternet?) So apparently it was there for me, but not y’all.
I swear, it was the floor buffer. When I learned the floor buffer it pushed out the computer stuff I had in my brain.
Army aims for better detention practices.
I might be risking the same problem I had at the last blog- every time I linked a news story it attracted a shitload of junk comments and trackbacks. But it’s worth taking the chance because I want to comment about this.
When I went through my training at Fort Lost-in-the-woods, there were two MOSs training side-by-side within our company- regular MPs and Cage-Kickers. Back then we were “bravos” and “charlies” but the designation has changed since then. What has been going on with the detention facilities downrange is that they are being run by soldiers who aren’t corrections MPs. Sometimes they aren’t even MPs, period. Of COURSE the Army instructs anyone who is working in a facility like that to treat the detainees with respect and dignity, etc. But they’re not specifically trained for it, any more so than a unit of reservists with a week long L & O crash-course are MPs. This is like taking some guy who works at the garage, giving him a badge and calling him a policeman. Not all soldiers are the same. When I was still active, I would never have expected to be handed a key to the DFAC and to be told to go cook for several hundred soldiers. Why anyone thinks that allowing anyone other than a corrections MP to handle detainee operations is a good idea is beyond my comprehension. This fellow that they interviewed for the story says it perfectly: “We need to have the skill sets.”
So use the people who have them! If there’s an MOS for it, they’ve already acknowledged that it is a different skill set required for these operations.
Please excuse me while I wrap my head in 100mph tape, so it doesn’t fucking explode all over my shiny new blog.
I am not going to publish a comment from someone who refuses to leave a name.
Even though it’s probably just the Dread Pirate. O_o
Don’t count on me to start tearing into blogging quite yet. It’s that whole holiday season thing.
But I am glad you are here. Really.
If commenting acts weird, let me know (if you are here you likely have already emailed me). I don’t know if I have it set up properly. I will be checking on the blog, just not updating like crazy yet. I am sure you all understand.
Blogrolling took a shit today, so my new blogroll is going to look wrong until they come back up and relinquish my links. If you’re supposed to be on there and don’t see your link, please don’t be sad. I am not snubbing you. I just can’t easily recall your site’s address right now.
That’s why I keep a blogroll in the first place, so I don’t have to keep things like this in my poor addled brain.
