Open Thread 3/24/2017
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Where's Tim? Hope he's OK. Sitting out here in the bullpen, I got a call from the dugout for a relief pitcher so I threw a few warmup pitches and decided to jump in.
Baseball is coming. Anybody like baseball, America's pastime? I think it's a great game myself. I played starting in Little League all the way to college. I was pretty good. Then I played in city leagues until nearly fifty until I started waking up in the morning barely able to move. That's when I decided to start political blogging, it doesn't hurt as much.
My brother sent me an article this morning from Blacklisted News, "Now can we admit the War on terror has failed?"
I replied back, "after fifteen years, these people still don't know what the war OF terror is all about?"
He replied back, "what do you mean"?
I said, "look at my preposition"
He said, "what's a preposition"?
I said, "I have to go write an open thread, we'll talk later".
Anyway, hope everyone is doing reasonably well. Time to Get Up, Get Down, Get Funky, Get Loose.
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Thanks a lot Big Al, have a freedom filled day. Cheers
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"Don't go back" Novel thought from a soldier around 5m in this Jimmy Dore video, another clip of his awesome funny show last weekend. In another, he goes where I won't go with Pelosi, but you know her title was "Speaker of the House" more than once. It's not like she doesn't know.
Peace & Love
Hate all professional sports.
When the prices became too high for those who lived near the venues to attend, I stopped caring about them. Even the Romans made it possible for the poor to attend the games. Sometimes as spectators and sometimes as the sport.
Regardless of the path in life I chose, I realize it's always forward, never straight.
True that, I've soured greatly on pro sports.
Relative to baseball coming though, it's a lot more than pro sports involved. For instance, my four, almost five year old grandson will be getting his first taste of pee wee t-ball here in a few weeks. The game itself is still an excellent game imo.
You're in for some serious enjoyment, Al
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Well, come on then. Welcome in.
Oh well can't stop progress. ~shrug~ I have a month-to-month rental contract, doesn't feel very secure. There is nothing I can do on a fixed income with no money and no job offer in three years. Tick tock!
Peace & Love
Exact same feeling, Pricknick. No love lost for pro sports.
Played organized baseball til I was 18 and a couple of years of JV football. And while I still enjoy football I will not anymore, in any way, support the NFL. Or MLB for the matter.
For years had season tickets to the Jets. But couldn't abide it any longer as I watched the unignorable fascism creeping in, in all manner at the stadium/watching on tv; the overwrought, in-your-face military propaganda, corporate domination and nationalistic presentation, crept in until it was full blown, like the rising ticket prices you mention.
Funny, the idea of going to see a "pastoral" (as the great Carlin brilliantly describes it) baseball game is appealing in some ways, and I literally live within a reasonable bicycle trip to both Yankee and Mets Stadiums (sorry, sports freaks, I refuse to call it the latter by its corporate name). But I can't bring myself to doing it. I know I'd be itching with deep unease at the whole disgusting corporatization and outright fascism underpinning it, and probably wind up voicing my opinions too loudly and be asked to leave or something. Plus, the 7th Inning Stretch, I understand, has been replaced by the public loyalty oath of the singing of God Bless America. All of it is way too creepy for me. I'm philosophically opposed on many levels.
Both sports will not get one penny more from me.
So, I'm content to just occasionally stop for a game between local organized Central American baseball leagues in Queens or Brooklyn, and a local high school football game (if it hasn't been too co-opted by corporate interests). I have to admit, though, I am looking forward to throwing a football and baseball around in the park with my infant son when the time comes.
"If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:
THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED
FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD
WAS MUSIC"
- Kurt Vonnegut
Ramblings on sports...
At Thanksgiving dinner my son's father-in-law lamented there are getting to be too many blacks on TV after seeing an Empire advert during the game. I couldn't help thinking how ironically challenged he is.
Relating this to my sister she snorted that football was almost entirely black. I told her football was about 2/3, and basketball was about 3/4. I'm guessing they figure in the owners, managers, towel boys, cheerleaders, etc. I went on to say only about 1/5 of baseball is black, but that makes sense. In baseball 50% of the time is sitting on the bench and the remaining 50% is spent scratching your nuts and staring into space. Baseball is definitely a sport suited to us whiteys.
Football, on the other hand, is the sport of Republicans. A handful of over-paid professionals huddled in committee meetings that accomplish little or no results. Spending four hours to do twelve minutes of work. And paying support staff, like cheerleaders, less than minimum wage.
Basketball I can at least watch. I don't follow it as I feel it's pointless. Standings are only valid until the next game which may only be the next day. I have a hard enough time keeping track of legislation which actually affects my life that may be valid for a week or more.
Now as I reach the twilight of my years, I had an epiphany. The main enticement of watching pro sports is to rehash the four hour game for forty hours during the workweek, forcing non-sport fans to take up the slack.
There is no such thing as TMI. It can always be held in reserve for extortion.
Historical perspective, labor solidarity
Feels like name-dropping is why I don't relate back more about it, but my grandpa was the San Francisco Superior Court Judge that sentenced Tom Mooney to death by hanging in 1917. He was accused of bombing The Preparedness Day Parade. It was a world famous Frame-Up. My history is full of Socialists and Anarchists driving the California Labor Movement, but from the "other side". Small wonder mom brainwashed me to be so radical, and not make the same mistakes I guess. She never once mentioned her dad to me, died before I knew wtf happened and could ask her.
Nothing like having relatives in the headlines forever, it is still occurring through my life and family tree too, lots of tragic ends. Is ancestral legacy a thing? I don't know. I never met grandpa Griffin, he died before I came to be. The same hospital where Tom Mooney died, St. Lukes is where I was born seventeen years after. Some later atonement from his bench: The 1937 SF Police Graft Report
Leaker!
Way to go grandpa, thanks. Corruption is an ongoing problem, it has not ended. 100 years later it is back with a vengeance, talk about a hamster wheel!
He wrote at least one book: Governor Young "Pardon Tom Mooney he is innocent" Judge Griffin : the horror of thirteen years unjust and cruel imprisonment. My aunt told me stories about him driving up and down the state for years talking to every group, every politician he could, to try to free Mooney (but not destroy his own career I guess). The law is the law, no matter how broken. I still can't let that go. hmph
Thanks
Back from Doctor's office to get a cast change
First time to see the incision. It's on the inner side of my foot, maybe 3" long, held together with staples. Still too moist (I got lectured) to pop the staples, may still be leaking serum. My new cast is purple fiberglass strips. He pointed my toes towards the sky and slightly foot is outward. Ouch. Another cast in two weeks. I will consider the color options, maybe orange or black next time.
He said to keep it dry. I walked in and out (with walker)in the rain, which is turning into an icing event, spruce all weeping, white vegetation. And my remote outdoor thermometer's batteries have given up. I think there is a magic sequence to re-sync that with the inside monitor. Good luck for finding instructions; I think I know the approximate location on the dining room table which has become horizontal storage space. I am supposed to elevate the foot at all times and bear no weight on it. Impossible in current conditions. So I am a non-compliant patient. He threatened to send healthcare people to my house. But a hard cast. Another two weeks. A month without a shower. I feel like a bag lady. My house looks like I hoard cardboard boxes. Some day...
Hey! my dear friends or soon-to-be's, JtC could use the donations to keep this site functioning for those of us who can still see the life preserver or flotsam in the water.
rl: you are not a bag lady!! Good grief!
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Let me know that these links worked. Mr. Tim: hope you like them. Rec'd, Big Al!!
Inner and Outer Space: the Final Frontiers.