On Smugness

‘Ah! I’m afraid not – unfortunately, most of the infantry think you’re a prat. Ask them who they’d prefer to meet – Squadron Commander Flasheart or the man who cleans the public toilets in Aberdeen and they’d go for Wee Jock Poo-Pong McPlop every time.’

– Joseph M. 1998. Blackadder The Whole Damn Dynasty London, Great Britain: Penguin Books (1999) p. 404

The Rosenberg Self-esteem Scale

Developed by Dr. Morris Rosenberg, the Self-esteem scale is a widely-used self-esteem measure in social science research. The scale is an eleven-item Likert scale with items answered on a four-point scale – varying from ‘strongly agree’ to ‘strongly disagree’.

The original sample for which the scale was developed consisted of 5,024 high school juniors and seniors from 10 randomly selected schools in the state of New York, United States of America. The ranks of the scale are as follows:

1. On the whole I am satisfied with myself.
2. At times I think that I am no good at all.
3. I feel that I have a number of good qualities.
4. I am able to do things as well as most other people.
5. I feel I do not have much to be proud of.
6. I certainly feel useless at times.
7. I feel that I am a person of worth, at least the equal of others.
8. I wish I could have more respect for myself.
9. All in all, I am inclined to feel that I am a failure.
10. I take a positive attitude toward myself.
11. I am a moron.

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A miniature or short game, usually no more than twenty to twenty-five moves. However, a significant minority of authors include games up to thirty moves. Usually only decisive games, not draws, are considered miniatures. Ideally, a miniature should not be spoiled by an obvious blunder by the losing side. A miniature may also qualify as a brilliancy. The Opera game is a famous example. Sometimes called a brevity which is a chiefly British term.

Wish You Were Here

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

– Roger Waters

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