Letterman actually knew who Barbara Walter’s most fascinating person was

Barbara Walter’s 10 Most Fascinating People of 2011 aired last night, and to be honest, it was probably as boring as late night TV gets. Barbara was standing in front of a terrible green screen, which made her look like she was in outer space and floating around when they did a wide shot. Plus, the last three people, perhaps what most would consider the ‘most fascinating’ were simply video montages that producers put together, that told us everything we already knew.

I guess Walters can’t nail down those ‘big’ interviews anymore.

What I found really interesting though, was that the night before, Walters was on The Late Show with David Letterman, where Dave boasted that he already knew who the ‘Most Fascinating’ person was – something that’s kept secret every year.’

As you can tell in the clip below, Babs has a reaction that can’t be her just ‘playing dumb’ which means Letterman wasn’t playing along – he actually knew. In fact, when he threatens to say it, she encourages him to go ahead, but Dave, kindly, refuses to do so, and decides to write it down.

The person they were talking about, ended up being Steve Jobs. As you watch the clip, notice 1. Dave almost goes ahead and says the name (gives an ‘S’ sound, but stops himself) and then when he writes it down, you can clearly see him writing the S for Steve, and the J, B and S for Jobs.

It’s cool, because it’s obvious Barbara has a moment of horror, thinking “Oh my goodness, is it really that obvious??”

Here’s the video:

Is .xxx a good thing? Not really.

People can now register a domain ending in .xxx

I’ve been following this story for a couple of years, and originally, I thought it was going to be a brilliant thing because there were talks that any adult themed site would in fact have to use the xxx TLD – which I thought, number one, was going to be brilliant for fighting against Porn, in that it would be extremely easy to block, and number two, was slightly fair to the porn industry in that the people behind it recognized there was no way it was going to get rid of porn altogether, but at least they could control it.

Now, as life has gone on, we’ve discovered that .xxx is in fact a voluntary service, and all of the ‘big wigs’ that have spent millions on branding will no doubt stick with their .com’s and go on with life.

Sure, they’ll register their .xxx to save their branding, but they’ll likely just forward it to the .com and move on with life.

So the question is, does .xxx really help the people who aren’t in favor of porn? Not really.

Sure, it’s easy to block all .xxx domains, but in order for that to be effective, then people actually have to use it. And for people to actually use it, then they have to be on side with it, and it doesn’t appear that the porn industry is in favor of it. In fact, now there’s a whole new world of possibilities for people to come up with domain names of adult material – and you know they will.

If anything, I almost feel that this is HELPING the porn industry – which from what I can tell, wasn’t the intention in the first place at all.

Grace

Grace covers all. That’s it. End of story, end of discussion, end of argument.

I think the people who come back and saying “but what about …” just don’t realize how amazing Grace really is.

A while ago, I had a revelation about Grace – a thought came to me that said:

Grace says there are no qualifications, no prerequisites, and no conditions. You aren’t saved because you earned it – you’re saved because you’re loved.

That was a wow factor for me, because at the time I figured that I had messed up so many times for so many different things, in so many big ways, that grace was most definitely beyond me, and I just wouldn’t be able to reach it anymore.

Then I realized that nothing I could do would get me to the point of deserving grace. That’s why it’s there. That’s why it’s called grace.

Wow.

Here’s to you

This is my editorial for today’s paper. It’s in response to some essays we received from the grade 6A class of Indian River Academy on Bullying. I was inspired by some of them who said they themselves were bullied, and that many knew the realities that bullying can have on everyone.

Great job, guys – here’s my message to you.

Here’s to you

This editorial isn’t for everyone. Instead, it’s for the young ones. The ones who are different. The special ones.

It’s for the ones who were left out, and felt bad because of it. It isn’t for the ones who left you out. It’s time they know how it feels. For this time, we will be the ones to make the decisions, and we decide that this is our time. This is our moment. Right now, right here.

It’s our time to show them what they’re missing out on. What they have ignored and what they have missed. We will be better than them. We will be strong.

Today we decide that we will not let them hurt us anymore. No matter what words come, we do not accept it. We will be valiant and noble. Though we are young, we are mighty. We are a force to be reckoned with.

We have more power together than the one who stands against us. We will be a team – we will fight as one. We will pick up for each other, and we will not back down.

This editorial isn’t for everyone. It’s for the students in grade 6A at Indian River Academy. It’s for every student who finds themselves in this situation.

It’s our time. It’s our chance. Despite our short-falls, we maintain courage. We are the bullied, and we can change the world.

 

Mission Accomplished

Amidst, from the rubble, I hear the cry
Alas, from whence it came.
My heart does ache, with an awful sigh
when I hear it sound my name.

Lost in the battle, the immortal sound
I cannot take it in.
Here on my belly, my head way down
for I know, it must be him.

A wounded soldier, no doubt I’ll find
bruised by the sting of war.
I long to get his hand in mine,
for I’ll not let go no more.

Through the shells and through the dirt,
I crawl toward the cry.
For I’ve come to know the sound of hurt
as I’ve watched so many die.

Yet as I draw more closely near,
my tears they freely flow.
A lifeless body I once held dear,
a future will never know.

Gently I find my mother’s words,
Echo from my mind.
“Protect your brother” is what I heard,
how could I’ve been so blind.

It was meant for me, that flying shard,
when I felt him make a way.
Using his body to guard my heart,
I have been saved this day.

A mother’s wish, is what he heard,
a promise he had to keep.
My name he cried, his final word,
now here I lay, and weep.

I suck at blogging, but I’m trying again anyway

If I had a dollar for every time I’ve tried to do this, I’d have at least … well … not much. But still, I’ve definitely been down this road before.

Attempting a blog.

One time I was fairly successful. Another time I was semi-successful. This time? Well, I guess it remains to be seen.

In any case, here’s to trying this one more time. One more kick at the can. One more … well … you get the drift.

Please leave comments and the like, because that makes me feel good. I like feeling good. Then again, who doesn’t?

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