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Mrs TWC is scheduled for around 3:30 PDT (6:30 EDT) on the David Boze Show in Seattle (KTTH 770 AM). She'll be talking about the Universal Preschool piece that appeared in the Wall Street Journal today.
You can listen live here. Okay, I guess you can't. Seattle isn't exactly Siberian Steppes and KTTH is a major player in the radio market up there. I am surprised at how user unfriendly the website is.
Mrs TWC is scheduled for an appearance on
the Ron Smith show a little after 4:00 PM EDT (1:00 PDT) today, Friday, to
discuss Universal Pre School.
Listen live here. Or in the Baltimore
Metro area on AM 1090 WBAL.
Long time Gentle Readers will recall that Mrs TWC played an instrumental role in beating down Rob Reiner's tobacco tax funded attempt to steam roll California into universal tax paid pre-school.
Now it is President Obama's turn to handle the steam roller and he's proposing a ten billion dollar a year plan to fund national universal pre-school because it sounds good.
Politics is a spin dryer of crap and the universal pre-k crowd is adept at distortion, so it's always fun when somebody calls BS on them. Especially when it's a Nobel Laureate doing the calling.
Advocates and supporters of universal preschool often use existing
research for purely political purposes, says James Heckman, a
University of Chicago Noble laureate in economics whose work Mr. Obama
and preschool activists routinely cite. But the solid evidence for the
effectiveness of early interventions is limited to those conducted on
In today's (Friday) Wall Street Journal, Mrs TWC and Shikah Dalmia leave the Taxpaid Universal Pre School House of Cards in smoking ruins. Is that a ghastly metaphor? Or what?
Whole thing here. Also available in August 22, 2008 print edition.
Mrs TWC is Education Director at Reason Foundation and that picture is of someone else. She looks more like this.
A week or so ago in Lost Wages, TWC had the opportunity to share some of Christopher Hitchens' second-hand smoke. As is typically the case, Hitchens was urbane and engaging, but I must say that, erudite commentary aside, my favorite Hitchens pronouncement is that Wine Is Red.
Apparently King Tutankhamen was in total agreement with Hitchens and TWC because researchers have discovered that it is pretty likely King Tut drank red wine.
Several clues had led scientists to believe that the wine may have been red: drawings from the time of grapes being pressed into wine were red and purple, for example. But the color of King Tut's wine was impossible to verify until Guasch-Jane invented a process to detect a color compound not found in white wine called syringic acid.
Keith and I found it particularly fascinating that....
Wine bottles from King Tutankhamun's time were labeled with the name of the product, the year of harvest, the source and the vine grower.....but did not include the color of the wine.
Probably means I'm some kind of new age hippie psychobabble gobbling granola eating dope smoking freak but I kind of like this.
I usually take Jake to the bus and go on with the dogs for my morning constitutional. This morning I remember absent-mindedly grabbing one of the House Blond's hair bands off the seat of the truck and flipping my hair into a pony tail.
Jake: Dad, is that a pony tail? [grins]
TWC: Yeah [turns red]
Jake: Is that the one from the garage?**
TWC: No, don't be nutty.
Jake: Hippie. [TWC doesn't know what to make of this]
TWC: Yeah. I 'spose.
Jake: Dad, that is so cool. [TWC brightens at the approval then wonders what, exactly, is wrong with this picture]
TWC: [feeling twenty years younger] Walks an extra mile out into the ever golden hills that lie baking in the hot August sun, past the green of the creek bottom, past where the guy's red Toyota truck plunged to its death ala Twilight Zone.
**UPDATE: Years ago TWC hacked off his pony tail and stapled it to the wall in the garage. With the pony tail band still attached. Mrs TWC thought this might be evidence of instability. After they realized that it wasn't a small animal, my kids thought it was kind of interesting.
As Kenny G (not that Kenny G) used to regularly opine, context is everything. I blame the wine.
Am I the only one who noticed the utility of Brazil's use of the language? Besides the House Blond that is.
Oh, and congrats to Misty & Kerry for moving on to vie for the gold.
Saturday's Olympic coverage was excruciatingly painful. How does the Women's Marathon rate hours and hours of prime time coverage? No offense, girls, but it ain't like the trampoline or the uneven bars. Ten minutes in and you can pretty much figure that not much is going to change. It's like Jackie Vernon's vacation. Day One. Here we are going into the Holland Tunnel. Day Two, Here we are coming out of the Holland Tunnel. Show me the starter's pistol and the final two minutes. That's where the action is.
Happens to be my big gripe about NASCAR too. After lap five, unless there's a spectacular flaming collision with a dead driver's body bouncing across the tarmac, the race takes on a certain sameness. Lap after lap after lap. Oh, there'll be emails on that. Not from New York though.
The boy and I burned out the numbing tedium about right got dang now and threw in The Treasure of the Sierra Madre. Like fishing coyote teeth out of the garbage disposal, this is quality time, man.
It was 1927 and demon rum was illegal, pot was not*. That spring, the Mississippi River ravaged the south.
After a production run topping fifteen million, the final Model T left the assembly line in May. It was replaced by the modern Model A, which debuted with a sticker price of $385.00. Inflation adjusted price: $4,474.58 (no disc brakes, GPS, or flip down DVD player).
Ain't She Sweet topped the pop charts. FDR wasn't a household name. Terms like Black Tuesday and antibiotics hadn't been coined. Kid's still died from stuff like lock jaw and diphtheria.
The day before Mom arrived, Babe Ruth became the only man in baseball to hit the ball completely out of Comiskey Park in Chicago. In September he hit number sixty.
Got an email this morning from someone who wondered what the most popular post at TWC was. It was this one. Not my choice by any stretch, but the ticker machine no lie.
And I still get emails about it on a regular basis. Each is laying out the facts because I don't seem to have it right except I mostly do have it right. As near as I can tell anyway.
Now I'll grant you that Google made my life a living hell by sending people all over the world to see those PhotoShopped fat boys eating at Mickie Dees. They was looking for the picture, not the post (nobody cared squat about the prose). It did run my stats up for a while. Bandwidth too.