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The good news: The rise of the Interwebs means that anyone can publish anything at any time, with virtually no bar at all. The bad news: Ditto.
As a writer, I’ve benefitted directly from this easy access. As a reader, I find in cyberworld frequent cause for literary despair.
I really miss editors.
Almost every day, I find glaring examples of absent editors. One writer
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Early this morning, I decided to declare today a personal day of prayer and fasting. The idea of the fast came first, and it’s going to be tough, I won’t deny.
Oh, I’m still eating and drinking and such. But for today, to whatever extent I am able, I plan to abstain from any and all touch of politics. I won’t obsess over news clips
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I watch enough videos on YouTube that my algorithm gets stuck in a rut. I watch a lot of news, but even I don’t want to watch headlines from last week, much less from months or years ago. Sometimes, to shake up my searches and produce a new range of suggested videos, I just go randomly surfing all over YouTube.
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As I scan the news, I’m increasingly amused at the last-minute panic the GOP is experiencing in the face of Beto O’Rourke’s Senate race. They’ve been so smug in their position for so long that it just never occurred to them Beto might put up a serious fight for the office.
Suddenly he’s within reach of the
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It’s really not hard. The way we learn about the world is to examine it with our minds.
If you live in a whites-only gated neighborhood, attend a whites-only church, send your kids to a whites-only private school and shop in a whites-only gourmet supermarket, it should be no surprise that to you the world looks mostly white. What is
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One of the reasons I last disrupted this blog was my despair over the current political situation. I didn’t want my blog to spiral into a downward descent of ranting, but I wasn’t sure I could avoid it. Once or twice I’ve been moved to compose a long, impassioned essay about some hot potato or other, but so far
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Timing is everything. Alarm clocks start us out on time. The vicissitudes of traffic determine whether or not we arrive on time. The time clock—actual, virtual or implicit—measures out our working day. Then it’s happy hour, rush hour, drive time, dinner time, prime time, bedtime. Every moment of our lives seems crammed and stretched. When will we ever find the time?
But we’ve
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A recent article on the BBC website offers an interesting statistic, though of course without citing an authority. It says that in the modern-day work setting, an employee’s actual job performance accounts for only about 10% of his or her likelihood to advance.
Think about that: You might be the very best at what you do, but it won’t matter
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I watch a lot of movies, series and documentaries, so it’s pretty rare that I find something truly unique. One of the best things I’ve seen in a long time manages to meld all these types of storytelling.
The National Geographic limited series MARS is, in a word, amazing. It tells the fictional story of the first
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I read two unrelated articles recently, each offering a sobering view of the future.
The first was about the aging workforce, and claimed that within 15 years or so, around 60% of today’s workforce will be retired. That seemed questionable to me until I looked around my own work place, where a hasty headcount suggested the percentage
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About shelbajo.com Of all the blogs in all the world, this is the only one for which Shelba Jo is wholly responsible.
It includes fiction and nonfiction, sense and nonsense, truth and lies.
I leave it to you to decide what is what.
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