According to Garrison Keillor's Writer's Almanac, today in 1455 the first Gutenberg Bible was printed. All readers, myself included, should raise a glass today in recognition of the ol' German who made it all possible.
When people tell me they can't imagine how I do all the reading that I do, I usually reply that I can't imagine not doing it. Reading is like breathing for me.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Stolen from Shoebox Blog
"Barack Obama has been accused of plagiarizing some lines in his speeches. Admit it, Barack, that "Yes we can" line is totally stolen from Bob the Builder!"
Friday, February 22, 2008
You and I
February 22, 2008
Apparently, there was an article in a local paper bemoaning the presence of pharmacy technicians and (some of) their lack of training. Well, guess what? In this country we have decided, for better or for worse, that health care is going to be a for profit entity. Don’t whine when business act like, well, businesses-try to get maximum profit while minimizing cost.
I’m rereading Bill James as part of my preseason psych up for baseball. He had an observation on the early and mid 1980s Red Sox teams-they got old and decayed together while management kept trying to recapture 1975. I thought about that in lieu of Boston’s 2004 and 2007 teams, and how much turnover there was between those two teams.
2004: 2007:
C-Varitek C-Varitek
1B-Mientkiewicz 1B-Youkilis
2B-Bellhorn 2B-Pedroia
SS-Cabrera SS-Lugo
3B-Mueller 3B-Lowell
OF-Manny OF-Manny
OF-Damon OF-Ellsbury
OF-Nixon OF-Drew
SP-Schilling SP-Beckett
SP-Lowe SP-Dice K
SP-Martinez SP-Schilling
RP-Foulke RP-Papelbon
The ruthlessness with which Boston trims the tree and removes deadwood is not romantic, but it is effective. This is perhaps, a reflection of a stat minded mindset-while we appreciate your skills in ways that more traditional teams might not, we cull you relentlessly when you start to slip, or hopefully, just before then. That’s showbiz.
Michelle Obama apparently stepped in it when she said she was proud of her country now “for the first time”. Hillary, of course, wasted no times in proclaiming that she has “always” been proud of her country, and Cindy McCain, who seems like a basket of neuroses in her own right, piled on as well.
Well, America has done a lot of things we aren’t, and shouldn’t be, proud of in the last fifty years. (I have to assume Michelle is in her fifties. I’m pretty sure Barack is 60, or thereabouts. I could look it up, but my company is run by retarded chimpanzees, so we don’t have internet access.) I don’t know exactly how to measure such things, but it can be convincingly argued that race relations in this country are close to being as good as they have ever been. To borrow a phrase from the late Kurt Vonnegut, it used to be pretty much completely acceptable for people to hang black people from trees if they looked at a white woman the wrong way. It was illegal, but it was damn hard to get caught, and even more prosecuted, doing it. That isn’t true anymore.
There are still racists around, of course-at one of my previous jobs, some semievolved simian used to leave White Power publications in the waiting room. It made me angry at first, and then just kind of sad. It’s like the Chris Rock line about women who won’t engage in oral sex- “They still MAKE you?” That kind of white power-America first crap is not just wrong and immoral, it is deeply irrelevant, discarded decades ago into the dustbin of history. It takes a special kind of delusion to look at the world around you and believe firstly, that white men aren’t still in charge, and secondly, that, since they’re not, it would be a better world if they were. Racists have lost the power to intimidate, and now we just kind of pity them. It’s like someone still believing in voodoo, or being afraid of electricity, or getting ready to open a buggy whip manufacturing plant.
Podcasts finally done with, onto the music:
“Could I’ve Been So Blind”, Black Crowes, Shake your Moneymaker
Another album and group that I keep forgetting how much I love. Yeah, they’re derivative. So what.
“Pride (In The Name of Love)(LIVE)” U2, Rattle and Hum
I’m hardly a U2 fanboy, but I loved Rattle and Hum.
Rattle and Hum, IIRC, was released 21 years ago.
Sigh.
“For the Reverend Martin Luther King, sing!”
Ever notice how right wingers always swing about and bring up King’s infidelities and supposed Communist leanings whenever anything positive is brought up about him? Aside from simply confusing the issue, which they love to do, (they can’t attack his beliefs or values, so they attack the man) they do this to deflect the fact that Christianity, which they love to wrap themselves in, teaches that you do for others first. Which goes against their deepest value, which is love of Mammon.
“I Should Tell You,” Rent
This musical still breaks my heart every time I listen to it. The loss of its composer, whose name escapes me at this moment, seems more and more tragic with each day.
“Here Comes The Sun”, The Beatles, Abbey Road
I used to sing the chorus of this song when the local paper, the Lowell Sun, arrived at my first job. People usually didn’t get it.
“A Room of Our Own(Live)”, Billy Joel, 12 Gardens Live
One of my favorite songs from one of my favorite neglected album sides, Side Two of The Nylon Curtain. Kind of like Side Two of Zeppelin IV, the mega hits are on Side One, both with one neglected classic (“Laura” and “Battle of Evermore”) among the bigger songs (“Allentown”, “Pressure”, “Goodnight Saigon” and “Black Dog”, “Rock and Roll”, “Stairway to Heaven”) And in both cases, Side Two is full of good stuff that for years I never heard because of rewinding Side One over and over again.
“Daniel”, Wilson Phillips, Two Rooms
My wife has never stopped making fun of me for having Wilson Phillips among my CDs when I married her.
Yeah, I bought it. So what?
“Rain King”, Counting Crows, Across a Wire
One of the CDs I bought with my Best Buy gift card from Christmas. I really loved the first Counting Crows record.
“Come On In My Kitchen”, Eric Clapton, Me and Mr. Johnson
Some people still get mad at people like Eric Clapton for “stealing” the blues from guys like Robert Johnson. Say what you will, but if it weren’t for his efforts, I would have never heard as many Robert Johnson songs as I have.
“Marathon(Live)”, Rush, A Show of Hands
Not my favorite Rush song. “The Pass” or “War Paint” is probably my favorite Rush song.
My wife hates Rush, because she believes they broke up her friends’ marriage. It’s a little more complicated than that.
“I Will Follow(Live)”, U2, Under a Blood Red Sky
A great riff. A GREAT riff. Very reminiscent of their very first albums and shows, a very punky, small club kind of vibe.
“I’ve Loved These Days (Live)” Billy Joel, Songs from the Attic
A very sad, wistful song. Describes how I feel a striking amount of the time.
“(Just Like) Starting Over”, John Lennon, The John Lennon Collection
No, I didn’t buy the studio albums. So sue me.
Supposedly, he had the tapes for this song in his hands when he was shot. Creepy.
"You and I (Reprise)", Chess
The saddest final two lines I've ever heard:
"And we'll go on pretending...
Stories like ours, have happy endings..."
Apparently, there was an article in a local paper bemoaning the presence of pharmacy technicians and (some of) their lack of training. Well, guess what? In this country we have decided, for better or for worse, that health care is going to be a for profit entity. Don’t whine when business act like, well, businesses-try to get maximum profit while minimizing cost.
I’m rereading Bill James as part of my preseason psych up for baseball. He had an observation on the early and mid 1980s Red Sox teams-they got old and decayed together while management kept trying to recapture 1975. I thought about that in lieu of Boston’s 2004 and 2007 teams, and how much turnover there was between those two teams.
2004: 2007:
C-Varitek C-Varitek
1B-Mientkiewicz 1B-Youkilis
2B-Bellhorn 2B-Pedroia
SS-Cabrera SS-Lugo
3B-Mueller 3B-Lowell
OF-Manny OF-Manny
OF-Damon OF-Ellsbury
OF-Nixon OF-Drew
SP-Schilling SP-Beckett
SP-Lowe SP-Dice K
SP-Martinez SP-Schilling
RP-Foulke RP-Papelbon
The ruthlessness with which Boston trims the tree and removes deadwood is not romantic, but it is effective. This is perhaps, a reflection of a stat minded mindset-while we appreciate your skills in ways that more traditional teams might not, we cull you relentlessly when you start to slip, or hopefully, just before then. That’s showbiz.
Michelle Obama apparently stepped in it when she said she was proud of her country now “for the first time”. Hillary, of course, wasted no times in proclaiming that she has “always” been proud of her country, and Cindy McCain, who seems like a basket of neuroses in her own right, piled on as well.
Well, America has done a lot of things we aren’t, and shouldn’t be, proud of in the last fifty years. (I have to assume Michelle is in her fifties. I’m pretty sure Barack is 60, or thereabouts. I could look it up, but my company is run by retarded chimpanzees, so we don’t have internet access.) I don’t know exactly how to measure such things, but it can be convincingly argued that race relations in this country are close to being as good as they have ever been. To borrow a phrase from the late Kurt Vonnegut, it used to be pretty much completely acceptable for people to hang black people from trees if they looked at a white woman the wrong way. It was illegal, but it was damn hard to get caught, and even more prosecuted, doing it. That isn’t true anymore.
There are still racists around, of course-at one of my previous jobs, some semievolved simian used to leave White Power publications in the waiting room. It made me angry at first, and then just kind of sad. It’s like the Chris Rock line about women who won’t engage in oral sex- “They still MAKE you?” That kind of white power-America first crap is not just wrong and immoral, it is deeply irrelevant, discarded decades ago into the dustbin of history. It takes a special kind of delusion to look at the world around you and believe firstly, that white men aren’t still in charge, and secondly, that, since they’re not, it would be a better world if they were. Racists have lost the power to intimidate, and now we just kind of pity them. It’s like someone still believing in voodoo, or being afraid of electricity, or getting ready to open a buggy whip manufacturing plant.
Podcasts finally done with, onto the music:
“Could I’ve Been So Blind”, Black Crowes, Shake your Moneymaker
Another album and group that I keep forgetting how much I love. Yeah, they’re derivative. So what.
“Pride (In The Name of Love)(LIVE)” U2, Rattle and Hum
I’m hardly a U2 fanboy, but I loved Rattle and Hum.
Rattle and Hum, IIRC, was released 21 years ago.
Sigh.
“For the Reverend Martin Luther King, sing!”
Ever notice how right wingers always swing about and bring up King’s infidelities and supposed Communist leanings whenever anything positive is brought up about him? Aside from simply confusing the issue, which they love to do, (they can’t attack his beliefs or values, so they attack the man) they do this to deflect the fact that Christianity, which they love to wrap themselves in, teaches that you do for others first. Which goes against their deepest value, which is love of Mammon.
“I Should Tell You,” Rent
This musical still breaks my heart every time I listen to it. The loss of its composer, whose name escapes me at this moment, seems more and more tragic with each day.
“Here Comes The Sun”, The Beatles, Abbey Road
I used to sing the chorus of this song when the local paper, the Lowell Sun, arrived at my first job. People usually didn’t get it.
“A Room of Our Own(Live)”, Billy Joel, 12 Gardens Live
One of my favorite songs from one of my favorite neglected album sides, Side Two of The Nylon Curtain. Kind of like Side Two of Zeppelin IV, the mega hits are on Side One, both with one neglected classic (“Laura” and “Battle of Evermore”) among the bigger songs (“Allentown”, “Pressure”, “Goodnight Saigon” and “Black Dog”, “Rock and Roll”, “Stairway to Heaven”) And in both cases, Side Two is full of good stuff that for years I never heard because of rewinding Side One over and over again.
“Daniel”, Wilson Phillips, Two Rooms
My wife has never stopped making fun of me for having Wilson Phillips among my CDs when I married her.
Yeah, I bought it. So what?
“Rain King”, Counting Crows, Across a Wire
One of the CDs I bought with my Best Buy gift card from Christmas. I really loved the first Counting Crows record.
“Come On In My Kitchen”, Eric Clapton, Me and Mr. Johnson
Some people still get mad at people like Eric Clapton for “stealing” the blues from guys like Robert Johnson. Say what you will, but if it weren’t for his efforts, I would have never heard as many Robert Johnson songs as I have.
“Marathon(Live)”, Rush, A Show of Hands
Not my favorite Rush song. “The Pass” or “War Paint” is probably my favorite Rush song.
My wife hates Rush, because she believes they broke up her friends’ marriage. It’s a little more complicated than that.
“I Will Follow(Live)”, U2, Under a Blood Red Sky
A great riff. A GREAT riff. Very reminiscent of their very first albums and shows, a very punky, small club kind of vibe.
“I’ve Loved These Days (Live)” Billy Joel, Songs from the Attic
A very sad, wistful song. Describes how I feel a striking amount of the time.
“(Just Like) Starting Over”, John Lennon, The John Lennon Collection
No, I didn’t buy the studio albums. So sue me.
Supposedly, he had the tapes for this song in his hands when he was shot. Creepy.
"You and I (Reprise)", Chess
The saddest final two lines I've ever heard:
"And we'll go on pretending...
Stories like ours, have happy endings..."
Thursday, February 21, 2008
The Outrage!
http://bventertainment.go.com/tv/buenavista/regisandkelly/contests/beautifulbabies2008/index.html
Obviously, the wrong baby was selected.
This:
http://www.thebiglug.com/images/simonmommy.jpg
is the cutest baby in the world.
Obviously.
Obviously, the wrong baby was selected.
This:
http://www.thebiglug.com/images/simonmommy.jpg
is the cutest baby in the world.
Obviously.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
A few words from the master
"What I do know is that this belonging and caring is what our games are all about;this is what we come for. It is foolish and childish, on the face of it, to affiliate ourselves with anything so insignificant and patently contrived and commercially exploitative as a professional sports team, and the amused superiority and icy scorn that the non-fan directs at the sports nut (I know this look-I know it by heart) is understandable and almost unanswerable. Almost. What is left out of this calculation, it seems to me, is the business of caring-caring deeply and passionately, really caring-which is a capacity or an emotion that has almost gone out of our lives. And so it seems possible that we have come to a time when it no longer matters so much what the caring is about, how frail or foolish is the object of that concern, as long as the feeling itself can be saved. Naivete-the infantile and ignoble joy that sends a grown man or woman to dancing and shouting with joy in the middle of the night over the haphazardous flight of a distant ball-seems a small price to pay for such a gift."
-Roger Angell
-Roger Angell
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
The Drinks Are On Me
February 19, 2008
Listened to a fascinating Justice Talking today about policing and crime. Apparently the mayor of Philadelphia is beefing up a stop and frisk program in the city, which is actually a neat analogy to the question about government surveillance of telephone calls and emails.
Part of me channels my Grandma Ruth, who always said that, if you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to worry about. Check my emails and IMs (and blog) all you want-you’ll find lots of inappropriate remarks and poorly written editorials, but no criminal activity. Similarly, search me today, tomorrow, next week-I won’t have a gun.
Yet another part of me says, wait a second. I am a goddamn American citizen, and that used to mean that, if you’re going to pry into my person, papers, or effects, you need a good reason-and you need to go before a judge and give them that reason before you do it. I have a right to be left alone. If you think I’m doing something wrong, get some evidence and prove it to a judge.
Would that have prevented officials from stopping 9/11? Hell no. Many of the plotters were here on EXPIRED STUDENT VISAS. I hate to sound like the NRA, but how about we prove we can use the powers and laws we already have before we go fishing for another one.
Another big NBA trade-JKidd to the Mavs. Aside from paving the way to an Eastern Conference Finals date between the Pistons and Celtics, this further strengthens the West at the expense of the East. JKidd, Shaq, Timmy, Kobe, Gasol, AK47? Phew, it’s going to be a battle out there.
Curt Schilling’s situation is very interesting. Apparently, some doctors are arguing surgery, and some are not. He is leaning towards surgery, and apparently the Sox doctors are saying he can get by without it. It would be a shame to face a postseason run without the Big Schill, but with Josh Beckett turning into Cy Young Part II when the big lights come on, maybe we don’t need him that much.
I wonder if Schilling makes the HOF if things stay as they are? Postseason heroics are one thing, but Don Larsen isn’t a Hall of Famer. My gut feeling is he doesn’t make it, but I don’t thing it’s a miscarriage of justice if he does. Addie Joss did, after all.
Curt never buys a drink in Boston, that’s for sure.
Listened to a fascinating Justice Talking today about policing and crime. Apparently the mayor of Philadelphia is beefing up a stop and frisk program in the city, which is actually a neat analogy to the question about government surveillance of telephone calls and emails.
Part of me channels my Grandma Ruth, who always said that, if you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to worry about. Check my emails and IMs (and blog) all you want-you’ll find lots of inappropriate remarks and poorly written editorials, but no criminal activity. Similarly, search me today, tomorrow, next week-I won’t have a gun.
Yet another part of me says, wait a second. I am a goddamn American citizen, and that used to mean that, if you’re going to pry into my person, papers, or effects, you need a good reason-and you need to go before a judge and give them that reason before you do it. I have a right to be left alone. If you think I’m doing something wrong, get some evidence and prove it to a judge.
Would that have prevented officials from stopping 9/11? Hell no. Many of the plotters were here on EXPIRED STUDENT VISAS. I hate to sound like the NRA, but how about we prove we can use the powers and laws we already have before we go fishing for another one.
Another big NBA trade-JKidd to the Mavs. Aside from paving the way to an Eastern Conference Finals date between the Pistons and Celtics, this further strengthens the West at the expense of the East. JKidd, Shaq, Timmy, Kobe, Gasol, AK47? Phew, it’s going to be a battle out there.
Curt Schilling’s situation is very interesting. Apparently, some doctors are arguing surgery, and some are not. He is leaning towards surgery, and apparently the Sox doctors are saying he can get by without it. It would be a shame to face a postseason run without the Big Schill, but with Josh Beckett turning into Cy Young Part II when the big lights come on, maybe we don’t need him that much.
I wonder if Schilling makes the HOF if things stay as they are? Postseason heroics are one thing, but Don Larsen isn’t a Hall of Famer. My gut feeling is he doesn’t make it, but I don’t thing it’s a miscarriage of justice if he does. Addie Joss did, after all.
Curt never buys a drink in Boston, that’s for sure.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Time's Makin Changes
Listened to KCRW's "Left, Right and Center" today. A lot of discussion about the Democratic race, contrasting what seems to be the Clinton team argument that, though Obama is inspiring, it's not pretty words that get things done, it's hard work.
I will certainly vote for Clinton if she gets the nomination, but you know what? I know something else that doesn't get things done-doing things the same old way we fucking have.
I will certainly vote for Clinton if she gets the nomination, but you know what? I know something else that doesn't get things done-doing things the same old way we fucking have.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Take It To The Limit
February 17, 2008
It feels sometimes like I have the reverse Midas touch-everything I touch turns to shit. I’ve had this feeling since I was young. I remember being vaguely ashamed of my family whenever I went anywhere with them. Now I get to inspire those same feelings in my own child. Oh boy.
The last two Car Talk podcasts have failed before completely downloading. That sucks. I can’t really complain, since it’s free, but it still sucks.
The arguing about FISA is really silly. I expect nothing less from the lawless brigands who run this government, so it doesn’t provoke anything more than a sigh, really. But the level of their outright lying are breathtaking, nevertheless.
If FISA expires, nothing changes. Lawful wiretapping can, and will, still continue. Is it so bloody awful to ask a judge and do things the right way? Is it so impossible to ask the government to obey the frickin’ law?
A brilliant Studio 360 this week, “The Lincoln Memorial”. I keep subscribing, week after week, and usually it is stuff I’m not smart enough to understand or just don’t care about. Then they hit one out of the park like this week. Wow. Brilliant. All about the memorial itself, and who Lincoln was, and who he wasn’t, and all the historical and pop culture versions of him.
Being a melancholic, I feel a deep sympathy for Lincoln, how terribly the burdens must have felt with all that death surrounding him. Everything he did was divisive and controversial and difficult, and you get the feeling that he agonized over each decision. He lost a son, too-who knows how much worse that made everything.
I’m playing fantasy baseball again with the members of the BoSox List. I’m lousy at it, partially because I don’t spend enough time on it, and partially because I’m just lousy at it. I’ve already de-Yankified my selections list, so that I won’t find myself rooting for a New York Yankee at any point this year. That’s irrational, but I don’t care.
"All alone at the end of the evening..."
It feels sometimes like I have the reverse Midas touch-everything I touch turns to shit. I’ve had this feeling since I was young. I remember being vaguely ashamed of my family whenever I went anywhere with them. Now I get to inspire those same feelings in my own child. Oh boy.
The last two Car Talk podcasts have failed before completely downloading. That sucks. I can’t really complain, since it’s free, but it still sucks.
The arguing about FISA is really silly. I expect nothing less from the lawless brigands who run this government, so it doesn’t provoke anything more than a sigh, really. But the level of their outright lying are breathtaking, nevertheless.
If FISA expires, nothing changes. Lawful wiretapping can, and will, still continue. Is it so bloody awful to ask a judge and do things the right way? Is it so impossible to ask the government to obey the frickin’ law?
A brilliant Studio 360 this week, “The Lincoln Memorial”. I keep subscribing, week after week, and usually it is stuff I’m not smart enough to understand or just don’t care about. Then they hit one out of the park like this week. Wow. Brilliant. All about the memorial itself, and who Lincoln was, and who he wasn’t, and all the historical and pop culture versions of him.
Being a melancholic, I feel a deep sympathy for Lincoln, how terribly the burdens must have felt with all that death surrounding him. Everything he did was divisive and controversial and difficult, and you get the feeling that he agonized over each decision. He lost a son, too-who knows how much worse that made everything.
I’m playing fantasy baseball again with the members of the BoSox List. I’m lousy at it, partially because I don’t spend enough time on it, and partially because I’m just lousy at it. I’ve already de-Yankified my selections list, so that I won’t find myself rooting for a New York Yankee at any point this year. That’s irrational, but I don’t care.
"All alone at the end of the evening..."
Saturday, February 16, 2008
top ten
op Ten Songs I Heard At Work Today While Waiting Patiently For My Company To Stop Being Run By Malicious Three Year Olds:
“Welcome to the Jungle”, Guns and Roses
“Silver and Gold”, U2
“Take Me To The Pilot”, Elton John (performed by Billy Joel)
“Fuel”, Metallica
“Weekend Song”, Billy Joel
“Man in Black”, Johnny Cash
“Cold Hard Bitch”, Jet
“Undertow”, REM
“Highway 61 Revisited”, Bob Dylan
“She’s My Baby”, Traveling Wilburys
“Welcome to the Jungle”, Guns and Roses
“Silver and Gold”, U2
“Take Me To The Pilot”, Elton John (performed by Billy Joel)
“Fuel”, Metallica
“Weekend Song”, Billy Joel
“Man in Black”, Johnny Cash
“Cold Hard Bitch”, Jet
“Undertow”, REM
“Highway 61 Revisited”, Bob Dylan
“She’s My Baby”, Traveling Wilburys
Friday, February 15, 2008
The General Falls
Bob Knight, the winningest college basketball coach ever, has quit.
Makes me think of management, and how hopelessly lost my company seems to be. They want us to fight a battle, but they can't afford bullets. Or troops.
And they give us hell when we lose.
Sigh.
Makes me think of management, and how hopelessly lost my company seems to be. They want us to fight a battle, but they can't afford bullets. Or troops.
And they give us hell when we lose.
Sigh.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
War Time, Party Time
Curt Schilling is hurt. Reports have ranged from out for the season to out until the All Star Break. Nobody really knows, of course, not even Curt.
On his blog, Curt says he is trying to come back this season.
This is not as much of a disaster as one might think. Boston is unusually deep in starting pitching, and Curt is not a spring chicken any more. I think we're going to be fine, and if he can be back for the stretch drive, so much the better. Curt endangered his career in 2004, pitching on guts and one leg, and RSN will never forget it.
Curt also goes on and on about John McCain as well. He's entitled, of course. It's his blog.
One of his points is the plain assertion that everyone wants the war to be over, and McCain more so than most, because, of course, he knows how awful war is.
I don't doubt that McCain feels that way.
But to me, the question still comes down to judgement. Yes, it would be best if the Middle East were pacified to the point where American forces can come home safely. That's obvious.
The question is, does anyone seriously believe that this is even remotely possible? McCain, at least according to Schilling, does.
I say that means he is deeply deluded.
On his blog, Curt says he is trying to come back this season.
This is not as much of a disaster as one might think. Boston is unusually deep in starting pitching, and Curt is not a spring chicken any more. I think we're going to be fine, and if he can be back for the stretch drive, so much the better. Curt endangered his career in 2004, pitching on guts and one leg, and RSN will never forget it.
Curt also goes on and on about John McCain as well. He's entitled, of course. It's his blog.
One of his points is the plain assertion that everyone wants the war to be over, and McCain more so than most, because, of course, he knows how awful war is.
I don't doubt that McCain feels that way.
But to me, the question still comes down to judgement. Yes, it would be best if the Middle East were pacified to the point where American forces can come home safely. That's obvious.
The question is, does anyone seriously believe that this is even remotely possible? McCain, at least according to Schilling, does.
I say that means he is deeply deluded.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
That Mitchell and Webb Look
New (to America) sketch comedy show on BBC America Friday night. Brilliant, witty, insane. Pythonesque. Loved it.
Very sad segment on "Bill Moyers Journal" about a new movie, "Taxi to the Dark Side". Hard to begin even talking about the crimes and offenses against God, law, and human decency by the present Administration without sounding like a babbling idiot.
"We don't torture."
-Dick Cheney
One of the most laughable, damnable lies of a monstrous, criminally negligent band of evildoers.
Very sad segment on "Bill Moyers Journal" about a new movie, "Taxi to the Dark Side". Hard to begin even talking about the crimes and offenses against God, law, and human decency by the present Administration without sounding like a babbling idiot.
"We don't torture."
-Dick Cheney
One of the most laughable, damnable lies of a monstrous, criminally negligent band of evildoers.
Friday, February 08, 2008
A Bit of a Wash
Another fascinating Dan Carlin's Common Sense today.
First item was the notion that 1979 was the key year whose repercussions are still being felt today. Abdication of the Shah? Russian invasion of Afghanistan? Saddam gains power in Iraq? Mujaheddin armed by the CIA?
Powerful idea.
Second item is the notion that the obesity/diabetes epidemic, in the end, may save the government money by killing off people (like, for example, me) early.
More big news from the NBA, as the Big Aristotle heads out west in return for Shawn Marion. I'm a little surprised Miami got away with this, as Shaq is clearly on the downside. I guess Phoenix figures they can get 20-25 good minutes out of him, and his toughness and size will help them get past Timmy.
I don't see it. Tim is too mobile to be all that bothered by Shaq. Sure, he's death in the low post, but Tim will shoot 15 footers over him all night long.
It's a great deal for Miami, as they get out from under an onerous contract, and they have a fighting chance in a year or two to resign Wade and actually put a team around him.
First item was the notion that 1979 was the key year whose repercussions are still being felt today. Abdication of the Shah? Russian invasion of Afghanistan? Saddam gains power in Iraq? Mujaheddin armed by the CIA?
Powerful idea.
Second item is the notion that the obesity/diabetes epidemic, in the end, may save the government money by killing off people (like, for example, me) early.
More big news from the NBA, as the Big Aristotle heads out west in return for Shawn Marion. I'm a little surprised Miami got away with this, as Shaq is clearly on the downside. I guess Phoenix figures they can get 20-25 good minutes out of him, and his toughness and size will help them get past Timmy.
I don't see it. Tim is too mobile to be all that bothered by Shaq. Sure, he's death in the low post, but Tim will shoot 15 footers over him all night long.
It's a great deal for Miami, as they get out from under an onerous contract, and they have a fighting chance in a year or two to resign Wade and actually put a team around him.
Monday, February 04, 2008
Slippery Rock
February 4, 2008
So, the Patriots lost.
I’m actually more hurt than I thought I would be. It’s more the lack of symmetry to it-the game was laying out almost the way you thought it would be. You have to like your chances, with a lead, giving Eli Manning the ball in his own end and saying, “OK, son, beat us.” Play that game 50 times and I think the Pats win it 40. The win would have been so perfect, so elegant in an almost mathematical way. 19-0, perfect season from the new dynasty, the smartest kids on the block, the new school football mixing strategy and scouting and numbers in a sabermetric way.
Of course, Manning did beat us, plain and simple, lucky or not, he did. That Tyree pass was unearthly.
One of the worst things about this loss is that it will bring out the worst in sports fans, all the manure about “heart” and “desire” and “hard work” and all that crapola. Not that such things don’t exist, just that they aren’t nearly as important as people think. The Giants didn’t have more heart than Matt Light, Dan Koppen, and Steven Neal, they had more speed. More speed and more talent beats more heart.
And not that the Patriots weren’t trying or took New York lightly or cracked under the pressure or any of that stuff, either. To play football at that level requires enormous effort and desire and heart and will, no matter what team you are on. The Giants made some key plays, including one miraculous, immortal one, and the Patriots made a few mistakes. One game doesn’t mean they’re the best.
If you use that logic, anyone who beat the Giants during the season, including the Eagles, are even better. The old Slippery Rock fallacy lives again.
The Slippery Rock fallacy comes from a sports book I read once when I was very young, something about “Illustrated Sports Facts” or something. It had a series of “Ripley’s Believe It or Not” style factoids illustrated with some crudely drawn cartoons. One of the stories was a newspaper story that was supposedly written in the 1950s, arguing that, because Slippery Rock, a tiny NAIA school, beat Team A in football, who beat Team B, who beat Team C, who beat Team D, who beat Team E, and on, and on, and on, until you end the chain on someone who beat the National Champion. Therefore, the writer concluded, Slippery Rock should be the National Champion.
Now it’s baseball season, plus the Terminator show is on again tonight.
Summer Whateverhername is, the girl Terminator, is absolutely gorgeous.
More fighting with the wife last night. Oh goody. Does she ever stop to think that maybe being awake from 7am until 2am the next morning may impair one's alertness? Of course not.
I hate life.
So, the Patriots lost.
I’m actually more hurt than I thought I would be. It’s more the lack of symmetry to it-the game was laying out almost the way you thought it would be. You have to like your chances, with a lead, giving Eli Manning the ball in his own end and saying, “OK, son, beat us.” Play that game 50 times and I think the Pats win it 40. The win would have been so perfect, so elegant in an almost mathematical way. 19-0, perfect season from the new dynasty, the smartest kids on the block, the new school football mixing strategy and scouting and numbers in a sabermetric way.
Of course, Manning did beat us, plain and simple, lucky or not, he did. That Tyree pass was unearthly.
One of the worst things about this loss is that it will bring out the worst in sports fans, all the manure about “heart” and “desire” and “hard work” and all that crapola. Not that such things don’t exist, just that they aren’t nearly as important as people think. The Giants didn’t have more heart than Matt Light, Dan Koppen, and Steven Neal, they had more speed. More speed and more talent beats more heart.
And not that the Patriots weren’t trying or took New York lightly or cracked under the pressure or any of that stuff, either. To play football at that level requires enormous effort and desire and heart and will, no matter what team you are on. The Giants made some key plays, including one miraculous, immortal one, and the Patriots made a few mistakes. One game doesn’t mean they’re the best.
If you use that logic, anyone who beat the Giants during the season, including the Eagles, are even better. The old Slippery Rock fallacy lives again.
The Slippery Rock fallacy comes from a sports book I read once when I was very young, something about “Illustrated Sports Facts” or something. It had a series of “Ripley’s Believe It or Not” style factoids illustrated with some crudely drawn cartoons. One of the stories was a newspaper story that was supposedly written in the 1950s, arguing that, because Slippery Rock, a tiny NAIA school, beat Team A in football, who beat Team B, who beat Team C, who beat Team D, who beat Team E, and on, and on, and on, until you end the chain on someone who beat the National Champion. Therefore, the writer concluded, Slippery Rock should be the National Champion.
Now it’s baseball season, plus the Terminator show is on again tonight.
Summer Whateverhername is, the girl Terminator, is absolutely gorgeous.
More fighting with the wife last night. Oh goody. Does she ever stop to think that maybe being awake from 7am until 2am the next morning may impair one's alertness? Of course not.
I hate life.
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