Author: Donald Rumsfeld

Rank: 33

Blurb: “Distilled from a career of unusual breadth and accomplishment, and organized under practical topics like hiring people, running a meeting, and dealing with the press, Rumsfeld’s Rules can benefit people at every stage in their careers and in every walk of life, from aspiring politicos and industrialists to recent college graduates, teachers, and business leaders.”

Review: “The book is chock full of practical tips that are just as useful for a mom running a household as a CEO running a Fortune 500 company.”

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Footnote: Don’t buy books from war crooks.

Rumsfeld’s Rules [Amazon]

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And that part about the window seat? True. And the seats where those purged sat are quickly stripped of wrist rest mousepads, half-full bottles of Tums, and other goodies left behind.

A phone app allowing users to identify products used by questionable companies like Koch Industries and Monsanto has generated enough demand to cause problems for the developer, Forbes reported on Tuesday.

“The workload is a bit overwhelming now,” said 26-year-old Ivan Pardo, the developer behind Buycott. “Our Android app was just recently released and the surge of new users today has highlighted a serious bug on certain devices that needs to be fixed immediately. So all other development tasks I was working on get put on hold until I can get this bug fixed.”

Apparently Tito’s vodka has no connection to the Kochs, thank FSM.

Meanwhile, let’s talk about the not-dead shooting victims.

Like 10-year-old Ka’nard Allen of New Orleans.

He was shot in the face on Mother’s Day during a happy neighborhood parade. This is after his 5-year-old cousin was murdered and he was shot at his 10th birthday party last May. And after his father was killed in October 2012.

This is a national tragedy. And it’s a travesty that this nation doesn’t think it’s a tragedy that 19 people got shot on Mother’s Day.

He wants an adult to start peeling an orange for him because he can’t get it started himself. He wants to dunk an empty juice bottle into a garbage can and launch high, elegant roundhouse kicks at the pail. He wants to get on that black four-wheeler and drive it off the grass speckled with broken glass, watching for traffic, circling on Simon Bolivar — fast. He’ll even give you a ride on the back.

This isn’t the most eloquent way to sum it up, but all I can say right now is, “We fucking suck.”  Hang in there, Ka’nard. People you’ve never met are thinking of you.

[NOLA Times-Picayune]

And more fun stuff here …

Worth checking out just for the arrangement of the Pines. The recording was quashed in 1975 when Hawthorne was ejected from the field after they were protested successfully for having overaged members. Some of the guys in the drum line looked like they were in their 30s but no one could remember a competitive protest that put out a national championship contender.

It’s interesting mostly because the 1975 records didn’t carry Hawthorne’s performances and by any measure they could have won and there are a lot of people who’d like to know how this recording finally made it out after 37 years. I met and spoke with Hawthorne’s horn arranger about another project years ago and traded stories but Larry never spoke about that year, which was one of the Hawthorne’s last. Sad, but it’s nice to finally hear this performance.