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Michael Ubaldi, January 9, 2004.
Giving NASA a convergent set of objectives, as we did in the 1960s, is good. Would reaching for new heights be a waste of money? I don't think so. The space program, taking less than half a penny on the dollar in the federal budget, is no boondoggle. If NASA is anything, it's cash and resource-starved, forever at the whim of shortsighted politicians eager to divert money to local pork (to see what I mean, watch the merciless portrayal of a young Walter Mondale in the miniseries From the Earth to the Moon, a caricature of many in Congress that can't be too far from reality). So again: renewed vigor in NASA is good. Turbocharging space exploration and related scientific research through regulated privatization, à la the Federal Aviation Administration is better. If success in the former can lead to faith in the latter, I'm satisfied. Michael Ubaldi, January 8, 2004.
"We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard," said John Fitzgerald Kennedy. Forty-one years later: President Bush will announce plans next week to send Americans to Mars and back to the moon and to establish a long-term human presence on the moon, senior administration officials said Thursday night.
Michael Ubaldi, January 7, 2004.
Gabe (and Patrick, for that matter; I remember your work illustrations): investigate this at once. (Via Fishbucket.) How are you fellows, eh? Haven't seen hide nor hair of you. Michael Ubaldi, January 4, 2004.
While Spirit landed on Mars, Stardust took some choice snapshots of a passing comet. We can safely call that a double-victory for the American space program. Michael Ubaldi, January 1, 2004.
It's come to my attention that my e-mail account may not be accepting all messages - so if you've sent something to me and I haven't yet responded, try again. What the problem is, I don't know. Just imagine: someone on planet Krypton knows what plans a friend or two of mine had for New Year's last night. Michael Ubaldi, December 28, 2003.
Glenn notes a hint of, oh, lip-curling-across-file-sharpened-teeth contempt for weblogs from journalist clubbers in the Editor & Publisher. Spontaneous and decentralized, we're apparently "self-important." Now, the anger of Paid Professional at Visible Amateur is understandable: journalists would have us non-journalists believe that it's difficult to find your work in a periodical. It's not. What is difficult is to find your work in a periodical recognized as excellent, and often. That is, of course, what most journalists are trying - and not quite succeeding - to do all the time. League ball doesn't guarantee a pennant. Blogs are as good as anything to illustrate the second distinction, as well as continuing to chip away at the first, every hour of the day. Michael Ubaldi, December 19, 2003.
Yesterday, Drudge ran as his large-font headline a CBS News story entitled "9/11 CHAIR: ATTACK WAS PREVENTABLE." The premise pushed by the article, insinuating that blame fell pretty squarely on the new Bush administration, was fishy; bloggers and readers looked at the idea from all sides and began a compelling discussion on Instapundit. Today was Instapundit's second crack, and Glenn linked to a second story that satisfactorily defused implications of the first. Advantage? Blogosphere. Michael Ubaldi, December 17, 2003.
Lawrence Reed divulges the secret behind Wilbur and Orville Wright's success one hundred years ago, wisdom that could be applied to the president's anticipated initiative on space travel. Hint: the secret wasn't government. Michael Ubaldi, December 15, 2003.
Iraqis protested against terrorism; Big Media yawned. If a left-friendly cultural stereotype is smashed, will the press cover it? Glenn Reynolds celebrates the fall of broadcast Rome on MSNBC, with a gracious mention of yours truly. Michael Ubaldi, December 11, 2003.
At least several of this site's regular readers, I'll have you know, are fans of Jerry Holkins and Mike Krahulik's witty, nerdish comic Penny Arcade. It's not exactly my kind of humor, though every now and then Holkins and Krahulik have put out some priceless work. But reading taste aside, both artists have my sincere admiration for their side project, if it can even be called that: One of the comic's biggest targets is the mainstream media and their treatment of game players and the industry. Frankly, they're sick of features on local and national news programs portraying players as morally corrupt, psychotic killers just waiting to go postal on their high school.
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