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Archive for February 2008

The Roots of Radical Islam

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A conventional-wisdom shattering essay from 1995, that is before anyone in America paid attention to Islamism.

Radical Islamists are, to the author, a modern phenomenon born of interaction with Western science and literature.  Like Uranus and Zeus, the west is threatened by the betrayal of its own children.

Written by James Bailey

February 13, 2008 at 3:05 am

Posted in Religion

The Matrix Argument

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Are we living in a computer simulation?

An Oxford philosophy professor presents a formal case, complete with a though-provoking trillemma.

I can’t imagine what is to be gained by making the simulation quite so detailed, when it is in all likelihood working on a very specific problem like the ultimate chess strategy, or the answer to life, the universe and everything.

Written by James Bailey

February 13, 2008 at 2:53 am

American Again

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Superbowl Sunday is the new July 4th.

I am officially acculturated and assimilated, purged of French idées and cultures.

Playing basketball was a good start; watching the Superbowl with friends patriotic; but the burgers, mozzarella sticks, and hundreds of wings are the real secret.  This food is enough to make a man’s heart burn with revolutionary fervor.

Written by James Bailey

February 6, 2008 at 4:28 am

Posted in about me, America, bad jokes

Return of the Tocqueville Effect

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Once again, the French are able to see to the heart of American politics in a way that Americans themselves cannot.

The French newspaper Le Monde has had the best coverage of the 2008 election that I have yet to find.

Check out this pretty, colorful map that even an English-speaker can understand.

Written by James Bailey

February 6, 2008 at 4:07 am

James Joins the Office

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Until now, the American office scene has been to me like gang warfare, or tribal initiation rituals; something I saw only from the outside, something I could comprehend only through film and literature.  So my conceptions of what office life is like come from Office Space, Dilbert, and, of course, The Office.


Our copier is one impressive machine.  It collates, staples, scans, copies a huge stack of paper instead of one sheet at a time.  Most impressively of all, it rules us.  When it goes on strike, the office grinds to a halt.

Now my caffeine addled brain is grinding to a halt.

Written by James Bailey

February 4, 2008 at 5:42 pm

Posted in The Office