Charlie's Playhouse - Games and Toys inspired by Darwin Hey, love evolution? Love your kids? Then get your kids some evolution toys, now!!!
Then take them to the creationist museum and let them fight with the "scientists" and WIN!
Wandering in the Wilderness My other big sister's blog,although this is my big sister in the hot, sexy sorority of female skepticism manner.
skeptifem Someone else who gets mildly annoyed with the lack of feminist consciousness in the skeptic movement. She rocks.
What's The Harm? Do you ever wonder, hey, sure homeopathy is just water, but who gives a deuce? Turns out, quackery does indeed have harm, and Tim Farley has compiled it all into one neat little package.
Franklin Veaux's Journal Wow, just wow. Again, wow. An amazing combination of sex, geekery, and more sex. And figging.
www.RadfordBooks.com Site of Ben Radford, monster hunter, ghost buster, and all around cute skeptic.
Fat's no good. Neither are carbs. Red meat's got cholesterol. White meat's full of hormones. Dairy's got too much lactose. Fish has some good cholesterol, but causes mercury poisoning. Vegetables give you gas and require vitamin supplementation. Cannibalism is illegal. And I'm too self-conscious to take my jiggling torso to a public gym.
She taught us that our sexuality was something for making us feel good, and not something to barter, trade, or give away. To teach a girl that her sexuality was for pleasure first, not reproduction, expressing love, or gaining favor, was truly a revolutionary idea.
A Kansas City clinic has set a disturbing precedent by kicking out a two-year old boy because his mother had failed to follow childhood vaccinations schedule guidelines set by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.
You know, I guess I should not expect more from a blog entitled Survival Station, but I would have thought that the most likely libertarian leaning writers of this post would have thought it completely proper for a PRIVATE pediatric practice to decide who their patients will be.
Also, in this post, they say they do not understand what the practice means when it states it is doing this as a protection for others coming to the clinic. The author states that since everyone else is vaccinated, what harm would these unvaccinated children pose?
When children who have immune disorders or are too young to be vaccinated are UNABLE to be vaccinated, they need to NEVER come into contact with people who have the diseases that vaccines prevent, like whooping cough. If you bring your unvaccinated child to a pediatric clinic, and YOUR child has whooping cough, your child can spread it to the weaker patients.
Besides, with health care being a free market, it's not like you can MANDATE doctors to provide care when to do so would be disruptive to their profits.
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Sweden became the first country to ban corporal punishment of children thirty years ago. Now, more than 24 countries have similar bans on corporal punishment in the home, and more than than 100 countries ban schoolteachers and administrators from hitting their students. Eva Svedling, a sociologist with the organization Save the Children Sweden, tells host Michel Martin how the ban has affected the lives of children and parents in the country. Then, Martin turns to the program's regular panel of moms — Jolene Ivey, Dannette Tucker and Aracely Panameno — for more on their decision to spank, or not spank, their children, and if an anti-hitting ban like Sweden's could ever be passed in the U.S.
Very interesting NPR story on corporal punishment. The spankers seem to have a hard time understanding that the representative from Sweden is not saying that you should not discipline your children. She is stating that you have to draw a line between violence and non-violence with children. She then makes the point that the child is an individual also deserving of human rights, and we would not allow this behavior towards other individuals.
One New Year's, my family went to stay at one of those Catskills resorts, now closed, that catered to Jews of a certain era. Think Dirty Dancing with less Swayze, more sour cream. And one day someone smacked a child:
Blake Smith, an Atlanta Skeptic, (aka Doctor Atlantis) is one of the funniest
people I know. Yesterday on Twitter, I asked a friend what I should wear to meet Richard Dawkins next week. Blake's response? My selfish jeans!!
Here is Blake’s response and why I believe he is a modern day Mark Twain:
I found the subject of this posting so moving. I remember one time
in Spring - when I was much younger - a fine morning found me walking
in downtown Marietta, GA. The weather was so lovely that it made me
tear up just a bit. (Or perhaps that was my allergies kicking in...
memories are often confusing.) At any rate, on this particular day I
went... Read More by an antique store. Marietta has a lot of these. And
I saw a book there - all musty and worn, but clearly often read. I'd
never heard of it before. The authors name had been worn from the
cover. Yet someone took great care of the book despite how often they
read it. In the pages were little notes that said things like "How
true" and it made me wonder how long people have had highlighters
because some of the paragraphs were carefully underlined in red pencil
instead of the familiar yellow swaths of modern notation. Anyway the
ambulatory effects of reading the subject of this story from the
telegraph almost made me lose sight of the purpose of my posting this
reply in the first place.
Let me get back to my story. I had to buy this little book. I wanted to
get to know all I could about it and the person who'd owned it. There
was an Ex Libris sticker inside with a name, "Whitney A. Colmby" and
that was all I had to go by. A sticker on the cover of the book said
$11. In my ratty wallet I only had four dollars. So I took the book up
to the proprietor - this was before check-cards became so popular - and
I asked the owner if he'd hold the book for me while I went to the bank
and got some money. He agreed and I walked a couple of blocks over to
the ATM and got out a twenty. (The machine only gave 20's. And at this
time in my life that often meant I didn't have enough cash to get out
any cash because my balance didn't exceed the minimum withdrawal. Sad
times.)
But this time I was flush with cash because it was a Saturday and I'd
just been paid (via direct deposit) the night before. With my twenty
firm in hand I went back to the antique shop to conclude my purchase.
When I got back the antique store owner was reading the book! He was an
older gentleman, perhaps in his late 50's, and I noticed his eyes were
somewhat teary. I asked, "Are you okay?" He said that he was. He'd just
started flipping through the book while he waited on my return.
Business was slow that morning as it often is early on Saturdays in
Marietta. He'd come acoss a passage in the book where the owner had
underlined a long passage and written a note by it. The section was all
about the importance of finding a good husband and how that exemplary
servitude in a marriage is best rewarded by wonderful children, or at
worst, a great reward in heaven. And out to the side in lovely cursive
script Whitney A. Colmby had, in beautiful cursive, written, "Meh."
Anyway, the title of the Telegraph piece reminded me of that.
For more of Blake's funny goodness, follow him on Twitter @doctoratlantis, visit his website, or listen to Monster Talk the podcast he does with skeptiocal investigators Ben Radford and Karen Stollznow.
