Sanctimonious Preaching

Jason Milldrum on March 24th, 2010

A quick note on a change to the site. If you've been paying attention to the events of the last year in American politics, you have probably noticed that there has been a highly contentious atmosphere. I'm someone who follows news, politics, and current events quite closely, and I have strong opinions about nearly every [...]

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QSY

Jason Milldrum on February 16th, 2010

I've noted with quite a bit of interest the recent surge of comments on QRP-L favoring a QRP exodus up from 7030/7040 kHz to [part of] the old Novice watering hole of 7100 to 7125 kHz. The esteemed Arnie Coro, CO2KK seems to have ignited the fire with this post to the reflector: Dear amigos [...]

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Jason Milldrum on February 24th, 2009

Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats. —H. L. Mencken

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Jason Milldrum on November 14th, 2008

This is a reply that I wrote in response to a thread on the "old" QRP-L regarding the dying of ham radio in the US. The post that I was replying to lamented the instant gratification culture that we have developed in the country. I felt that I should stick my reply here on the [...]

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Jason Milldrum on October 24th, 2008

In one of his recent blog posts, Dan KB6NU, asks why ham radio has no presence at the Maker Faire. You may have heard of Make Magazine from Bill at SolderSmoke or other places on the web. Dan writes: About a week ago, I got an e-mail from a ham down in Texas who had [...]

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Jason Milldrum on July 21st, 2008

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it [...]

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