The mindless regurgitation of these contestants sickens me. Most of these are stunning examples of the ignorance that still prevails in this country. Evolution is NOT a theory, in the colloquial sense. Scientific "theory" is not the same as the common definition of "theory." That's why i wish the scientific community would permanently change their references to it in some way, to clear up the misunderstanding. Since colloquial understanding usually RULES among the average person, we must begin to use terminology that leaves no room for erroneous interpretation. It is my contention that you are not entitled to respect or admiration if your opinions are based on ideas you were fed, which have no basis in fact. We should permanently append the word "unfounded" to the word "opinion" in this case. And any contest that bestows the title "Miss USA" should not allow ignorance to represent our country. "I was never taught evolution in school" --that's the problem. Their opinions against it, are based on NOT KNOWING the facts. It's easy to just swallow. Perhaps more people should refuse to stand in front of the hose.
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25 February 2009
Them Thangs That Hold Up Books
I'm in Wal-Mart, in the middle of the night, as I often am, when I shop, due to my weird sleep
schedule. It's also easier and faster to shop in the middle of the night because there are no lines. But there are lots of stock-people. I wanted some bookends of the heavy-object variety, rather than the thin metal ones that slide under the books. I had already seen those in the office supply aisle.
I stopped one of those stock-guys to ask, "Do you have bookends?"
"Book-ins?" he says.
Yes a gathering of people in libraries all night with the doors locked. "No, bookENDS."
"I don't know what them are," he answered, with abject honesty, and not a hint of shame.
I squelched the eye rolling that almost made its way onto my countenance. "I'm looking for the kind that are usually heavy objects that you put on either side of a row of books to keep them from falling over."
"Oh..." He summoned another stocker moving up the aisle. "Hey, do you know if we have them thangs that hold up books? Called bookends?"
Contemplation, the scratching of the chin, then wandering to the office supply aisle.
Sure enough, he had found them. The ones I already knew about. Time for a promotion. "You don't have the heavy kind that just brace the ends?"
"These ain't heavy, but they'll brace 'em."
The other stocker was thrilled with his new discovery. "Bookends. Hmmm."
I mean, obviously I can't fault him for not knowing what bookends are, when he doesn't own any books.
Need I launch a tirade in favor of educational opportunities in America?
I'm thinking, hey, don't quit this job.

schedule. It's also easier and faster to shop in the middle of the night because there are no lines. But there are lots of stock-people. I wanted some bookends of the heavy-object variety, rather than the thin metal ones that slide under the books. I had already seen those in the office supply aisle.I stopped one of those stock-guys to ask, "Do you have bookends?"
"Book-ins?" he says.
Yes a gathering of people in libraries all night with the doors locked. "No, bookENDS."
"I don't know what them are," he answered, with abject honesty, and not a hint of shame.
I squelched the eye rolling that almost made its way onto my countenance. "I'm looking for the kind that are usually heavy objects that you put on either side of a row of books to keep them from falling over."
"Oh..." He summoned another stocker moving up the aisle. "Hey, do you know if we have them thangs that hold up books? Called bookends?"
Contemplation, the scratching of the chin, then wandering to the office supply aisle.
Sure enough, he had found them. The ones I already knew about. Time for a promotion. "You don't have the heavy kind that just brace the ends?"
"These ain't heavy, but they'll brace 'em."
The other stocker was thrilled with his new discovery. "Bookends. Hmmm."
I mean, obviously I can't fault him for not knowing what bookends are, when he doesn't own any books.
Need I launch a tirade in favor of educational opportunities in America?
I'm thinking, hey, don't quit this job.
Them Thangs That Hold Up Books
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