World Affairs
Politics & OpinionsBy Rutherford
5 weeks ago
One of my favorite sayings (probably not original but I've never heard anyone else say it) is that history = his story. In other words, there is no objective history. Another way to put it is the old saying that history is written by the victors. When we discuss what someone "knows", what do we really mean? How does motivation effect knowledge and the transmission of it? Our guest blogger, Hucking Fypocrites, a frequent commenter on this blog, has written an interesting analysis of this concept of knowledge and its relationship to power. While this was probably not the author's intention, I cannot help but think of Fox News when I read some of his analysis. Enjoy! Respectfully,
Rutherford
Rutherford’s most recent post, “Political Ideology as Mental Illness” reminded me of a paper assignment I had a couple years back. I submitted the paper to Rutherford as a guest blog, and after he agreed to post it I did a bit of tweeking for Internet consumption. Keep in mind that this was a paper assignment with particular mandates on content and sources. As such, I don’t agree with every word. But these ideas have given me something to think about from time to time, and they will hopefully do the same for you.
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World AffairsPolitics & OpinionsBy Rutherford
8 months ago
About this time last year, I posted an article about a song that I found very moving. Today I am just posting the lyrics to the song, based on a Longfellow poem. Even though the song mentions God, I believe regardless of religious persuasion the listener can find a message that resonates. No matter how bad things seem to be, there is always tomorrow and always the opportunity for good to defeat evil. No matter what damage is done, evil cannot destroy hope for a better tomorrow. I Heard The Bells on Christmas Day I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play
And mild and sweet their songs repeat
Of peace on earth good will to men And the bells are ringing
Like a choir they're singing
In my heart I hear them
Peace on earth, good will to men And in despair I bowed my head
There is no peace on earth I said
For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men But the bells are ringing
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