Intrepid New Hampshire residents are after the residence of another of our black-robed masters:
Justice Stephen Breyer has joined his high-court colleague David Souter in feeling the wrath of the public, specifically the Libertarian Party of New Hampshire, which wants the city of Plainfield, N.H., to seize Breyer’s 167-acre vacation retreat by eminent domain.
Read all about eminent domania.
Late link, but it’s never too late for humor: The Declaration of Independence in American.
Eye of the day: Sauron in Space
Some poetic justice from New Hampshire for our black-robed masters:
On Monday June 27, Logan Darrow Clements, faxed a request to Chip Meany the code enforcement officer of the Towne of Weare, New Hampshire seeking to start the application process to build a hotel on 34 Cilley Hill Road. This is the present location of Mr. Souter’s home.
Clements, CEO of Freestar Media, LLC, points out that the City of Weare will certainly gain greater tax revenue and economic benefits with a hotel on 34 Cilley Hill Road than allowing Mr. Souter to own the land.
The proposed development, called “The Lost Liberty Hotel” will feature the “Just Desserts Caf?©” and include a museum, open to the public, featuring a permanent exhibit on the loss of freedom in America. Instead of a Gideon’s Bible each guest will receive a free copy of Ayn Rand’s novel “Atlas Shrugged.”
Clements indicated that the hotel must be built on this particular piece of land because it is a unique site being the home of someone largely responsible for destroying property rights for all Americans.
No content today, just links:
Actually, these links are fresher and less random than my usual link dumps. Here you go:
I’ve been interested in the Terri Schiavo case since the previous attempt to starve her to death but I’ve been remiss in commenting on the latest developments–mainly because my opinion hasn’t changed. Persons in a vegetative or near-vegetative state do not retain any abstract desire to die from their pre-vegetable days, so living wills are beside the point. You cannot make a suicide pact with your future self.
It’s all well and good to respect the desires of the dead when it comes to cremation or inheritance, all other things being equal (which they sometimes are not), but it’s a whole different matter to leave instructions to other people to kill you. Suicide is a natural right only the individual can exercise, and that right (such as it is) ends where your ability to follow through ends. If you can’t kill yourself, then you can’t kill yourself. Terri Schiavo may be able to roll her head but she can’t kill herself, so she has no right to die.
What happens to vegetables doesn’t matter to them; it only matters to us. The public’s squeamish kill-her-already attitude is the most surprising part of Terri’s case, and the least appropriate reaction of them all. Take my word for it–Terri doesn’t mind the publicity. She doesn’t care if you squabble about her autopsy by her deathbed. It doesn’t matter whether she would have minded, back when she had a mind. Terri is no longer her own problem–she’s ours, and Congress should be making a federal case out of it. At some point we do need to decide whether a husband has the right to starve his ailing wife to death. Our legal system is based on case law, and this is a case and a half.
This episode of Cooking with Jemima won’t be nearly as exciting as Cooking with Seema, but it may be useful to anyone who wants to make sushi when short of essential sushi ingredients.
I’ve been making sushi a lot lately. I haven’t actually braved the raw fish markets yet, but I do have my rice down to a science. (Well, it’s actually Eden Foods’ sushi rice, but I have the rolling bit down to a science.) I also have my own personal supply of plum paste, compliments of Eden Foods, my One-Stop Sushi Resource.
Unfortunately, I ran out of nori (seaweed) in the middle of making tonight’s sushi. I had one sheet left in the cool Eden Foods resealable toasted nori package, but two sheets’ worth of rice. What’s a sushi fiend to do? Experiment, of course.
You’ve heard of inside-out rolls… Well, I decided to make nori-free all-inside rolls. I took out some wax paper and cut it down to nori-sheet size, then put it down on my sushi mat where the nori usually goes. I spread out the rice and lined up the filling, rolled ‘em up, squeezed extra hard, and presto! Naked maki roll in wax paper.
Next, I carefully peeled off the wax paper and sliced the roll into 6 very sticky pieces. But they held together well. Nevertheless, this was an emergency measure. I recommend getting a nigiri mold instead of futzing with wax paper. You can get all sorts of molds and mats from Spice Merchant.
Link of the day: Babes Under Glass.
Now if I were a feminist, I’d have all sorts of deep things to say about my Link of the Day. Instead, I’ll give you a special abbreviated answer to Jerie’s feminism meme: feminists are people who get all meta about gender. I am not a feminist because I don’t.
Link of the day: Group as User: Flaming and the Design of Social Software.
The password to the next post will be Khan. I’ve locked it as a quick-and-dirty way to keep it from being indexed by search engines. It mentions real-life public events and persons who, while somewhat anonymized, would be easily recognizable to anyone else who was there at the time.
Link of the day: Kill Enterprise: the four-year reign of error is over. Join their campaign to thank UPN for ending the nightmare.
Here’s a fine collection of quizzes like True art or a fake?, Famous or unknown?, and Great prose or crap?
