Raking Muck in the Third Millenium

I used to have a sign over my desk in a newspaper office long ago, in Gothic script it read Rake Some Muck Today. In today's world, raking muck is something of a lost art. I may not be able to singlehandedly bring it back, but this is a start.

08 September 2010

The Queens of Schadenfreude

I used to keep an informal "Lord High Executioner's list." You know, from The Mikado. The Lord High Executioner wished he could choose the people he executed. I no longer keep the list, but I sure have a new category to add: The Queens (and Kings) of Schedenfreude. You know them. They are the people who take obscene joy in the misfortunes of the technologically inept. Worse, they take perverse glee in the knowledge that people with glaucoma and other vision problems have trouble seeing on a computer screen. They wouldn't dream of kicking someone in a wheelchair down the stairs, but they bask in the thought that computers cause problems for a lot of people, all the while, tsk, tsk-ing that technology will improve so much the problems won't exist for long -- yeah right.

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