USS Clueless was one of my favorite sites on the web and the one I miss the most. Stephen's insight into a vast array of topics was always staggering and his engineer's brain made him one of the most logical, organized writers around. His writings are precient and just as topical today as they were 3 years ago when they were written. I was rereading Deadly mushrooms for logic supporting the war in Iraq. Read the whole thing as they say. It's worth your time.
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