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Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld denies hyperlinks are illegalAmid heightened controversy surrounding domestic spying and torture, privacy watchdogs charge that a website operated by the Department of Defense uses “hyperlinks,” which, under certain conditions, will display content from other Web pages on the reader’s browser.

The “hyperlinks,” or more simply “links” in the jargon of defense contractors, are “embedded” into the “document,” or Web page, with a “tag” written in a “code” known as “hypertext markup language,” or simply “HTML.” These “tags” are invisible to the “client,” or reader, but will turn a length of text into a “hyperlink,” which if “clicked,” will send a “request” to a “server” for a different Web page, sometimes an “external” page which is not controlled by the government, or accountable to Congress.

These “requests” involve sending personal information about the “client,” such as the “I.P. address.” Once a “request” reaches the “server,” a computer immediately sends “packets” of encoded information to the “client.”

Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld counters that the “hyperlinks” are technically not illegal under revised 2002 government Website guidelines, but privacy advocates see an alleged parallel to the alleged torture of alleged detainees at alleged secret foreign prisons.

“Just like Karl Rove sends terrorists to places like, you know, Romania and stuff, now Rumsfeld sends website visitors to other websites with codes,” said someone who might have been an expert on a cable talk show, which was viewed in the course of researching this report.

“Hyperlinks” were invented as a military research tool during the Reagan administration. Currently they are known to be used not just on government websites, but also by Halliburton.

 

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Ask the Blogosphere!We asked the blogosphere, “What’s that thing on your nose?”

And the blogosphere answered.

Queen Bee says it’s a pimple, and furthermore admits that she deserves it.

I so deserve that pimple. Hopefully my Clearasil will be able to help me get rid of it, as I don’t wish to appear with that thing on my nose on my first day in church.

Good luck, Q.B. Drink plenty of water.

Meanwhile, Amy is just showing off her nose ring.

eww, look that thing on my nose piercing bled so now it’s all red and icky. eeeeeew.

Ewwww.

Kioko Sen gave us a straightforward, commonsense reply.

That thing on my nose is the throwing star that attatches to the dagger as the skull wings.

Why, of course it is. What else could it be? Thanks, Kioko.

U Kill Me was the only respondent to answer in verse:

um my tooth is filled with metal
and yeaa I looked really
odd
with that thing on my nose
I’m snapping out of it kinda
right now
so uh
this is gay and I want to go shopping
but I think I mght make
poor
decisions

We aren’t ones to judge her decisions, of course.

Finally, Small Big Blob says it’s… well… he doesn’t know what it is. He’s asking us!

…about that thing on my nose….. at first i thought i was seeing things coz of all the stress or maybe i had something on my spectacles or maybe i had something in my eyes or maybe there was a spot on the mirror….. but in the end, it really was on my nose….. can someone explain? i find it amusing though….. hehe

Hehe. But we’re afraid that’s not enough information for a diagnosis, even with the photo. In the comments, Blob gives us more details.

it is not a zit…lemme describe it to you…. its not bumpy, it doesn’t hurt, its not itchy, its not anything… its just a black patch…

Ah, it’s just a black patch then, nothing to worry about. Thanks, Blob.

 

I may have mentioned in some previous post that I was born in Chicago. I was a Chicagoan for twenty-some years (I’m not being vague, I honestly don’t remember how long I lived there). I still have family there. I love my family, and I loved Chicago. For a long time, I had the intention in the back of my mind to move back there some day. Definitely.

But gradually, as the charms of Oklahoma waxed, those of Chicago waned. Definitely became probably. Probably became possibly. Possibly became… mayhaps not.

The thing is, I’ve gone back for visits a few times, and the old place refuses to stay the way I left it. My first hit was when I took Phoebe on a subway ride to my favorite hot dog stand at North and Clybourn, only to find it gone, with a Crate & Barrel in its place. It was a shame — and an embarrassment for me, to look lost in my own hometown — but not a deal-breaker. I still got to show her the Art Institute; we shopped at Marshall Field’s, and we dined at the Berghoff. We toured neighborhoods where we might like to settle (Rogers Park and Ukranian Village were contenders).

But now, there will be no Marshall Field’s, and I just learned, no Berghoff, either. The Art Institute will be there, but I’m just sure they’ll have moved everything around and put all my favorite paintings in storage to make room for elephant-dung sculptures.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that my life ever revolved around Field’s and the Berghoff. I’ve no doubt that whatever replaces them will be at least as good. But they used to be landmarks, and now they’ll be strange. And if they’re strange, the whole town will be. Now if I visit (and I hope I do), I will not be picturing what I will see there; I will be wondering what I will see there, like the other tourists.

Chicago is beautiful, and as great as any American city; but it is no more or less my home town than any other American city, save one.

My home town, finally, is Oklahoma City.

 

Cranky gets in the last word on the torture debate.

 

The Carnival of Nothing is only into its second week, and it’s a much bigger success than even I had anticipated. As you’ll see below, literally thousands of bloggers — including Glenn Reynolds, Michelle Malkin, and Jeff Goldstein — submitted nothing for this week’s roundup.

 
 
 
 
 
 

To everyone who sent nothing this week, thanks for nothing! To be considered for entry next week, please send nothing to nothing@gleeson.us and leave a trackback to this post.

 


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