<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:45:07.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BCBarth</title><subtitle type='html'>The reflexive effects of submissive, intuitive, or progressive learning are dilapidation, stagnation, or adaptation</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739.post-1030646880342125936</id><published>2007-12-21T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T02:31:54.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaks 'n' Sneaks</title><content type='html'>I have recognized the value of tempered transparency in relationships of all types. We are all so similar and yet there is this great chasm between us. I wish we were more blunt with ourselves and with each other. I will admit, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blunt&lt;/span&gt; has a rather inhumane connotation. Therefore, I feel the need to expound on the attribute of being blunt as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tempered transparency&lt;/span&gt;. Tempered transparency, I contend, is the perfect expression of personal effectiveness and social appropriateness. It is the liberation of intrinsic communicative desires regulated by role taking - perceiving through another's perspective. I believe that all that is boring, stressful, underwhelming, overwhelming, daunting, frustrating, and mind-boggling in relationships stems from our inability to advantageously utilize this attribute. Where is this fear coming from? Why is our collective self-confidence so low? Why can we not become more mindful? Intimacy, a necessary condition in all types of relationships, is contingent upon our ability to achieve a higher stage of being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/890832993233520739-1030646880342125936?l=bcbarth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/1030646880342125936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=890832993233520739&amp;postID=1030646880342125936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/1030646880342125936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/1030646880342125936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/2007/12/speaks-n-sneaks.html' title='Speaks &apos;n&apos; Sneaks'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739.post-4870323075818869841</id><published>2007-12-18T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T20:40:29.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are your Metrics?</title><content type='html'>With the early state primaries approaching, I can't help but be completely disappointed with the American people. I can't help but be underwhelmed by the ease with which we are persuaded to disregard competent candidates; the ease with with which we are motivated to follow charismatic candidates; the trivial measures upon which we base our advocacies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask all of you who are of age and who have not been so negligent in your citizenship as to remain unregistered: What are your metrics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say metrics, I refer to the aforementioned measures upon which we base our advocacies. In other words, "What things, tangible or intangible,  make you support a presidential candidate?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pondering that question, "What attributes, skill-sets, knowledge-bases, aggregates, experiences do you believe will make the best CEO of the States?" Now, "Do you vote accordingly?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you want the next President to accomplish?" Now, "Which of the candidates do you believe are most likely to accomplish that thing/those things?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your metrics?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/890832993233520739-4870323075818869841?l=bcbarth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/4870323075818869841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=890832993233520739&amp;postID=4870323075818869841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/4870323075818869841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/4870323075818869841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-are-your-metrics.html' title='What are your Metrics?'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739.post-2013847677079988229</id><published>2007-11-30T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T01:21:19.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Types of Beef</title><content type='html'>For but a few minutes I would like to delineate three types of beef. More specifically, three types of people with whom I am almost entirely saturated: (1) Wishers, (2) Besters, and (3) Commentators. (FYI - I will refer to people as sneaks, which symbolizes the same species, as constituted in BarthEganese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wishers: Sneaks who are confused about their wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishers are the people you hear say things like unto the following commonplaces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     a. "I wish I read more."&lt;br /&gt;     b. "I wish I worked out more."&lt;br /&gt;     c. "I wish I was more organized."&lt;br /&gt;     d. "I have always wanted to know a lot of languages."&lt;br /&gt;     e. "I wish I was more into classical music."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These statements may seem harmless at initial glance, yet they are some of the most illogical utterances sneaks every let loose. If the shallow sneak really wished he read more, he would. If the slothful sneak really wished he worked out more, he would. If the careless sneak really wished he was more organized, he would be. If the talker sneak really wanted to know a lot of languages, he would learn them. If the poser sneak really wished he was more into classical music, he would be. Want is actualized, not verbalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Besters: Sneaks who are confused about their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besters are the sneaks you hear submitting related, if not the exact following value claims:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     a. "We did the best we could."&lt;br /&gt;     b. "I did all that I could do."&lt;br /&gt;     c. "I'll do what I can."&lt;br /&gt;     d. "Well, at least we can't say we didn't try."&lt;br /&gt;     e. "We'll see what happens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These declarations are manifestations of weakness. They are unacceptable and pathetic. If one proclaims one of the aforementioned, and actually believes himself, then he is crippling himself. Sneaks cannot exceed their expectations, ambitions, goals, and ideals for themselves. Therefore, when the sneak accepts that his effort was sufficient even though the reality of it was ultimately worthless, he is constructing a self-ceiling through which he may never break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Commentators: Sneaks who are confused about their worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentators are the sneaks you hear constantly radiating the following garbage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     a. "He is so..."&lt;br /&gt;     b. "She is going to..."&lt;br /&gt;     c. "Did you hear what she said about..."&lt;br /&gt;     d. "What do you think he will..."&lt;br /&gt;     e. "What's this about them doing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frequency with which one affords colleagues similar opening words reflects the frequency with which their lives are becoming absolutely meaningless. Commentators find pleasure in talking about other people, whether it is gossip, hearsay, ratings, backbiting, whining, judging, appraisal, or whatever. I can't think of much that is publicly unleashed that is more distasteful and unbecoming as those who make the theme of their conversation the affairs of their neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed the beef.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/890832993233520739-2013847677079988229?l=bcbarth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/2013847677079988229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=890832993233520739&amp;postID=2013847677079988229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/2013847677079988229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/2013847677079988229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/2007/11/three-types-of-beef.html' title='Three Types of Beef'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739.post-6170671956850702284</id><published>2007-11-30T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:49:05.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambition</title><content type='html'>I spent my entire afternoon and my entire evening working on a project. I like extending my work beyond conventional demarcation for various motives - two in particular: (1) My ability to work is increased; (2) my ambition is more explicitly defined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerning the latter motive, I am convinced that, as I defined my ambition by my work, I am defined by my ambition. The same principle applies to all intelligences: You define your ambition by your work; you define yourself by your ambition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without ambition, man is an awfully wasteful organism. I heard of a dialogue yesterday between Thomas Paine and a bystander. The bystander asked Paine of the difference between an educated man and an uneducated man. In response, Paine declared, "The educated man is to the uneducated man as the living are to the dead," or something to that effect. I submit that the same principle applies to man in relation to his ambition - the ambitious man is to the unambitious man as the living are to the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my contention that all people, regardless of their current situation, should seek to enlighten themselves in two consecutive matters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. For what am I ambitious?&lt;br /&gt;2. What must I subtract, modify, or add to my current program in order to more effectively and more efficiently pursue this object?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If our mental and physical faculties are not consistently expended toward this realm, then what in the name of Krylo Fesenko are we doing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/890832993233520739-6170671956850702284?l=bcbarth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/6170671956850702284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=890832993233520739&amp;postID=6170671956850702284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/6170671956850702284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/6170671956850702284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/2007/11/ambition.html' title='Ambition'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739.post-7489655074841874509</id><published>2007-10-05T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T11:42:13.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Politico</title><content type='html'>I am at the Marriott Library here on the U campus. Two of my teachers canceled class today, which frees me for the next little while, and I just read a swell op-ed. Therefore, I will now radiate my thoughts on the subject. David Brooks, in today's New York Times Op-Ed, authored &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Republican Collapse&lt;/span&gt;, and spoke of epistemological modesty in the realm of politics as "the awareness of the limitations on what we do and can know, what we can and cannot plan." He illustrated this principle with a comparative analysis of ideologies of the nature of societal change:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Over the past six years, the Bush administration has operated on the assumption that if you         change the political institutions in Iraq, the society will follow. But the Burkean conservative         believes that society is an organism: that custom, tradition and habit are the prime movers of     that organism; and that successful government institutions grow gradually from each nation's     unique network of moral and social restraints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it preposterous that, with the knowledge we have of the social sciences, there are still such polar disparities in regard to the nature of societal change. After all, isn't policy making all about catalyzing societal change? Shouldn't we be acting in accordance with what evolutionists, economists, social psychologists, sociologists, and anthropologists have clearly demonstrated to this point? These scholars understand how change happens. Organizational behaviorist Douglas McGregor articulated a feature motive for our current situation with this rebuke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The knowledge in the social sciences is not sparse, but frequently it  contradicts personal             experience and threatens some cherished illusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much legislation proves unprofitable and even detrimental by virtue of politicians ignorance of the nature of societal change? I can't imagine anyone passing a bill through which they assume certain societal responses and behavioral perpetuation without understanding what some of the great minds have revealed to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McGregor, in his book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Human Side of Enterprise&lt;/span&gt;, made compelling analogies of the physical sciences and management, which may convincingly be applied to policy making:    &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    In engineering, control consists in adjustment to natural law. It does not mean making nature     do our bidding. We do not, for example, dig channels in the expectation that water will flow         uphill; we do not use kerosene to put out a fire. In designing an internal combustion engine we     recognize and adjust to the fact that gases expand when heated; we do not attempt to make         them behave otherwise. With respect to physical phenomena, control involves the selection of     means which are appropriate to the nature of the phenomena with which we are concerned. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;    &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In the human field the situation is the same, but we often dig channels to make water flow             uphill. Many of our attempts to control behavior, far from representing selective adaptations,     are in direct violation of human nature. They consist in trying to make people behave as we         wish without concern for natural law. Yet we can no more expect to achieve desired results         through inappropriate action in this field than in engineering.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;    &lt;/o:p&gt;When we fail to achieve the results we desire, we tend to seek the cause everywhere but             where it usually lies: in our choice of inappropriate methods of control. The engineer does not     blame water for flowing downhill rather than up, nor gases for expanding rather than                     contracting when heated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Effective prediction and control are as central to the task of [policy making] as they are to the     task of engineering or of medicine. If we would improve our ability to organize and direct             human effort toward [constitutional] ends, we must not only recognize that this is so, we must     also recognize [that] human behavior is predictable, but, as in physical science, accurate                 prediction hinges on the correctness of underlying theoretical assumptions. There is, in fact,         no prediction without theory; all [political] decisions and actions rest on assumptions about         behavior…Only as we examine and test our theoretical assumptions can we hope to make             them more adequate, to remove inconsistencies, and thus to improve our ability to predict.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;    &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We can improve our ability to control only if we recognize that control consists in selective             adaptation to human nature rather than in attempting to make human nature conform to our     wishes. If our attempts to control are unsuccessful, the cause generally lies in our choice of         inappropriate means. We will be unlikely to improve our [political] competence by blaming         people for failing to behave according to our predictions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Management consultant Paul Gustavson summarized McGregor’s conclusion with the adage, “[Governments] are perfectly designed to get the results they get. If you don’t like your results, then you need to change your design.”&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Viktor Frankl supported this assertion:&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;    &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;…Optimism is not anything to be commanded or ordered. One cannot even force oneself to be     optimistic indiscriminately, against all odds, against all hope. And what is true for hope is also     true for the other two components of the triad inasmuch as faith and love cannot be                     commanded or ordered either. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    To the European, it is a characteristic of the American culture that, again and again, one is             commanded and ordered to “be happy.” But happiness cannot be pursued; it must ensue.             One must have a reason to “be happy.” Once the reason is found, however, one becomes             happy automatically. As we see, a human being is not one in pursuit of happiness but rather         in search of a reason to become happy, last but not least, through actualizing the potential             meaning inherent and dormant in a given situation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    This need for a reason is similar in another specifically human phenomenon – laughter. If you     want anyone to laugh you have to provide him with a reason, e.g., you have to tell him a joke.     In no way is it possible to evoke real laughter by urging him, or having him urge himself, to         laugh. Doing so would be the same as urging people posed in front of a camera to say                     “cheese,” only to find that in the finished photographs their faces are frozen in artificial smiles. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Steven Levitt pointed out in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freakanomics&lt;/span&gt; that economics is "nothing more than the study of incentives and how they are pursued."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolutionary biologist Richard Dawkins in &lt;i&gt;The Blind Watchtower&lt;/i&gt; observed that change comes to pass by "gradual, step-by-step transformations from simple beginnings. Each successive change in the gradual evolutionary process is simple, relative to its predecessor." In his book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Selfish Gene&lt;/span&gt;, Dawkins coined the term &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"meme" to describe a unit of human cultural evolution analogous to the gene, arguing  that replication also happens in culture, albeit in a different sense. In his book,  Dawkins contended that the meme is a unit of information residing in the brain  and is the mutating replicator in human cultural evolution. It is a pattern that  can influence its surroundings – that is, it has causal agency – and can  propagate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Darwin in &lt;i&gt;The Origin of Species&lt;/i&gt; referred to change as &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; a "process by which favorable traits become more common in successive generations of a population and unfavorable traits become less common." Darwin added that "it is far more satisfactory to look at [well-adapted societies] not as specially  endowed or created instincts, but as small consequences of one general law  leading to the advancement of all organic beings - namely, multiply, vary, let  the strongest live and the weakest die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, therefore, is my proposition? Surely scientists, without knowledge of the law, should not be our nation's policy makers. Likewise, the status quo - attorneys who are not extensively trained in the physical or social sciences - should not be our nation's policy makers. I submit that policy making will not significantly improve until it becomes a collaborative effort of social scientists (change experts) and attorneys (legal experts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Trevor Quist just made fun of me for blogging at a time when I could justifiably be doing absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rockin' in the free world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/890832993233520739-7489655074841874509?l=bcbarth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/7489655074841874509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=890832993233520739&amp;postID=7489655074841874509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/7489655074841874509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/7489655074841874509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/2007/10/politico.html' title='Politico'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739.post-6608220709085430025</id><published>2007-09-21T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:44:41.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beef</title><content type='html'>1. I had the privilege of engaging in conversation with a fine young Canadian lad who was sent to the U campus to preach the born again gospel to the multitudinous hellbound Mormons in Salt Lake City. For the record, I have absolutely no problem with this. I am happy to see anyone in their early twenties who actually gives a crap about how things are, were, and are to come. I do, however, become unamused when people of particular faiths criticize other people for their respective faiths. I see no logic or merit to this endeavor. Furthermore, I find it quite ridiculous how people use the Bible to attack other faiths. I accused the fine aforementioned gentleman today of putting the Bible above God, and of putting the text of the Bible above the principles of the Bible. These folks do not consider the nature of the laws of justice, mercy, and so forth, but rather, point to obscure passages and proclaim debatable interpretations. I have witnessed this practice countless times and I find it unfortunate. When your religion is proving the demise of other religions, you pit the masses and poision Christianity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/890832993233520739-6608220709085430025?l=bcbarth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/6608220709085430025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=890832993233520739&amp;postID=6608220709085430025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/6608220709085430025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/6608220709085430025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/2007/09/beef.html' title='Beef'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739.post-6266692407348146659</id><published>2007-09-17T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:45:47.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptations</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When singing hymns during a Church meeting or fireside, I am frequently tempted to use a Kermit the frog voice. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I am about to make a left turn onto another road and a car stopped at its intersection waits for me in order to make a left turn onto my street, I feel morally inclined to pull a Puerto Rican Sneek on him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/890832993233520739-6266692407348146659?l=bcbarth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/6266692407348146659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=890832993233520739&amp;postID=6266692407348146659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/6266692407348146659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/6266692407348146659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/2007/09/temptations.html' title='Temptations'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739.post-98508294788901275</id><published>2007-09-14T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T15:28:40.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Academia</title><content type='html'>Freshman year, fall semester at Utah State University, 2003. About two weeks into my sociology 1010 class, my professor announces to the class he forgot to post on the syllabus that we are entitled to one absence per semester (we had been taking roll every class period to that point). Without skipping a beat, I kid you not, half of the class gets up and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior year, fall semester at the University of Utah, 2007. Approximately one month into the semester, at the beginning of my public speaking class, my professor announces to the class he made a mistake in regard to the weekly reading we were to have done before the class period. "I posted chapter 19, but I meant to post chapter 18," he said. After a pause, "Who did the reading?" Not one hand was raised. Much laughter ensued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/890832993233520739-98508294788901275?l=bcbarth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/98508294788901275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=890832993233520739&amp;postID=98508294788901275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/98508294788901275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/98508294788901275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/2007/09/academia.html' title='Academia'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739.post-4925068221717768634</id><published>2007-09-13T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:30:24.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>Most people amount to very little, which we should think about, since each of us have great potential to amount to very little as well. One of the core values of reading lies in it's role as a behavioral catalyst. I know we end up making so little of our lives because we don't treat ourselves like mechanisms. What is the generic cycle of man? He lives, he acquires knowledge, he develops aspirations, he realizes they are difficult to achieve, he ceases to pursue his aspirations, he feels a lack of internal consistency, he becomes depressed, he gains resolve, he sets goals, he is enthusiastic, then he again realizes that his aspirations will be quite difficult to achieve and continues to shrink into a weak, underwhelming specimen. What, therefore, is the alternate direction man can take in order to disrupt the venomous inertia that slowly leads him to meaninglessness? Catalytic Introspection. Man must concentrate and persist in order to explicitly understand his intrinsic aspirations and the most powerful motivations that stimulate his mind and body to break through the alleged difficulties and complexities of creating a strategy, setting things in motion, and generating and perpetuating momentum through attainment. I have found that reading, in various forms, provides the most vast and most intense fonts of the aforementioned motivation. Catalytic Introspection and Reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/890832993233520739-4925068221717768634?l=bcbarth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/4925068221717768634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=890832993233520739&amp;postID=4925068221717768634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/4925068221717768634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/4925068221717768634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/2007/09/reading.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890832993233520739.post-1094527946568805148</id><published>2007-09-13T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:52:16.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrospections</title><content type='html'>"In the days of my youth I was told what it means to be a man. Now I've reached that age I try to do all those things the best I can." - Robert Plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth.&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same.&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference. - Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how annoying wearing glasses would be with a (shifted to the left) nose, I would have been much more diligent wearing the plastic thing the Logan hospital doctors gave me after nose surgery after the classy Weber State player kicked me in the face after I got tackled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I known it would cost me a criminal misdemeanor, a $600 life skills course, $500 in fines and court fees, and fifteen hours of community service, I would have opted to not top off my freshman year as an Aggie by pulling the Snow Hall dormitory fire alarm at 3:00 AM in the freezing winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I known that engaging in a razor scooter race with my friends throughout the halls of Skyline High School during fifth period in the spring of '03, wearing rugby shorts and ski goggels, would have gotten me a 1.5 day suspension and a subsequent pizza/swimming party at Josh's, (which everyone who didn't get suspended also attended), ...oh wait, I am so glad we did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I known that toiletpapering a girl's house on a main road at 10:00 PM would have caused Zach Hanks to lose his shoe by virtue of our attempted retreat, I would have reminded everyone beforehand to double knot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I been aware of Ayn Rand earlier in my life, I would have felt justification for many of my thoughts and actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/890832993233520739-1094527946568805148?l=bcbarth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/feeds/1094527946568805148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=890832993233520739&amp;postID=1094527946568805148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/1094527946568805148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/890832993233520739/posts/default/1094527946568805148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bcbarth.blogspot.com/2007/09/retrospections.html' title='Retrospections'/><author><name>BCBarth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09942552603107221918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
