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Perhaps the best line from Trump’s State of the Union speech: “Legal immigrants enrich our nation and strengthen our society in countless ways… I want people to come into our country in the largest numbers ever, but they have to come in legally.”
Random Blurb from the Notebooks: “Hot” media and “cool” media were McLuhan’s buzz dichotomy. A hot medium is one that intensely extends one of our senses. The radio is a hot medium: ear only, and a lot of it. But it leaves the other senses free to do what they want. The telephone, on the other hand, is an extremely cool medium. The ear doesn’t receive much information, forcing the user to participate, to fill in the gaps.
Another Random Blurb from the Notebooks: On days like that, you didn’t dare drink too much beer in old Tiger Stadium. The place was packed and its limited bathroom facilities meant you missed two innings every time you needed to make a run.
It was 1976, and the Tigers were horrible. The year before, they had the worst record in the Major Leagues: 57-102. They didn’t have a single legitimate all-star player in 1975, but the leagues were required to invite a player from each team, so the Tigers’ aging catcher, Bill Freehan, was invited out of respect for his stellar play in earlier years. By the next year, he wasn’t even the Tigers primary catcher anymore. That duty went to Bruce Kimm, who was catching on this packed day to Mark “The Bird” Fidrych.
I don’t remember anything about that 1976 game, except it was hot and the place was packed. I don’t know if we won or lost. I just waited for The Bird to get back on the mound, then I watched him through my binoculars the entire time.
If the Pope were to deny Christ publicly, there would be at least one theologian – and probably many more – who would find a way to create an illusion of 'developmental continuity' with previous Church teaching.
"Racism is not dead. But it is on life-support, kept alive mainly by the people who use it for an excuse or to keep minority communities fearful or resentful enough to turn out as a voting bloc on election day."
Spring neareth. I walked in 50-degree weather yesterday . . . drizzling rain, but 50 degrees. It felt great.
I also got my first trays for transplanting under the lights last weekend. I planted 32 cells with snapdragon seeds for Abbie’s wedding in early June, and I planted 32 cells with Jester lettuce. Jester lettuce, you may recall, was my star performer during last year’s early April winter storm. Whereas my attrition rate among the Salanova lettuces was nearly 50%, every single Jester plant came through it unvarnished. It’s an amazing lettuce. The good folks at Wild Garden Seed first turned me onto it.
Those good folks also have the best seed catalog. It’s a seed catalogue with a touch of literary merit. Definitely recommended.
This story about an American anarchist getting murdered in Mexico didn’t interest me. But what fascinated me was the fact that the other victims Facebooked their plight immediately after the shooting while they were still in danger: Lily and Henza both posted videos to Facebook immediately after the shooting. Lily screamed: “I really need help! Somebody please come.” In his post, a bearded Henza said in a blood-smattered T-Shirt: “We were attacked. I’ve been shot three times. I’m not doing so good.” Of further interest: The journalist didn’t seem to find it interesting that they did so.
Fulton Sheen. Bishop, Emmy award winner, adviser to the rich and famous, and making serious inroads to canonization thanks to a stunning 2010 miracle (well, they’re all stunning, but this one particularly so). And then there’s his namesake, Charlie Sheen.
Modernity: Modernity is Gnosticism. John Locke and Materialism, Newton and Empiricism, Mill and Utilitarianism, the politics of Progressivism.
Lightning Segments: Martin Sheen and Dorothy Day and Dostoyevsky; Lesbian remark apologia, using Pineapple Express; E. Michael Jones.
I’ve been studying postmodernism . . . a lot. Derrida wanted deconstructionism to set people free from all constraints. Shift to 2018: Woman pounds on bathroom stall door because couple inside it are having sex too loudly . . . at a NFL football game. Woman comes out and beats up the woman for complaining. Link. Thanks, Jacques!
I used to be a NFL season ticket holder. I can testify to one thing: those bathrooms are disgusting. I remember wondering how the frick they cleaned those bathrooms after the crowd cleared out and concluding, “They must just come in with a firehose, wearing a hazmat suit, and blast away for 15 minutes, just to get it in halfway decent shape, then send in a regular cleaning crew.”
I figured hazmat suits costs thousands of dollars. You can get a cheap one for just $30. Amazon link. I’m half tempted to get one. I think changing diapers would’ve been a lot easier if I had one of those.
Marie saw this last week while was in Denver. She now has the distinction of being (surely) one of the few people who have seen Cheers from the inside and out. We saw the outside of Cheers last September while in Boston.
I loved that show. I remember one of the producers commenting that it was one of the very few sitcoms ever produced.
This is very sad: A fire broke out at the Mount Gay Distilleries in Barbados yesterday, with the blaze burning 150,000 gallons of alcohol in a storage tank before being brought under control by the local fire services. Link.
Speaking of rum, I tried a really good spiced rum Wednesday evening: A & G Reserve, by St. Julian Winery in Paw Paw, Michigan. It makes a great rum and Coke. Highly recommended.
The cold blast continues. I ginned it off last night, now I’ll use it to blast off my hangover this morning. I suspect I shiver it off on my trip to the office in a few minutes.
This is interesting: “A growing body of research indicates that restrictive zoning—which often blocks the services and housing that families need—may help to explain why family sizes are shrinking in the United States.” Link. Now that we’ve had a century of urban planning, we’re seeing that the planners were often hubristically wrong in their assumptions and methods. We know zoning ordinances are hopelessly ham-handed, so much so that they have to be riddled with exceptions and, quite often, non-enforcement. It’s also significant that zoning intuitively “hates” business. If you’re doing something for profit, it’s subject to far greater regulation than if you’re doing something for yourself, and the restrictions normally aren’t remotely related to public safety. They’re simply restrictions built around the assumption that, if you’re doing it for profit, you must be watched carefully.
Random Blurb from the Notebooks: The Marquis de Condorcet told us that civilization would have 37,000,000 poets like Homer and 37,000,000 philosophers like Newton when the common man’s resources were plentiful and his work time limited. This is one of the worst predictions of all time (which isn’t surprising since he was working with some of the worst principles of all time). The average work week these days is forty hours and people have a lot of free time. So where are all the poets and philosophers?
Carrying around a smartphone in any weather colder than -35 degrees F will kill it completely in 5 minutes—right around the time frostbite would strike the hand holding it. So maybe don't take it out in the #PolarVortex ❄️ https://t.co/qEnWOH63ke
Coldageddon arrives. Today’s high: Minus 12. Accompanied by wind. I’ve never seen it like this.
I went for a walk last night after work, enjoying the seven degrees and stiff wind, telling myself I was walking in Antarctica. It was fun for the first three minutes, then it started to hurt. I’m gonna try the same thing early this morning, at minus 15, then again tonight, at minus 20. Except this time, I’m doing it naked.
You know, just to say I did it.
There are all sorts of upsides to this weather. My phone at the office has died down, allowing me a precious opportunity to get caught up. There’s the fantastica Antarctica walks. And there’s this: “It will be so cold outside that you shouldn’t talk. That’s the warning from the National Weather Service as potentially record-breaking cold slams Chicago and the Midwest.” Link.
Whew. Winter Hell Week. Minus 20 tomorrow. That’ll be the coldest I’ve ever felt. I’m kind of looking forward to it.
Man, Dante needs to come up with another circle of hell for these folks: People robbed of winter coats at gunpoint. Now, they’re not just any winter coat. They’re the outrageously expensive Canada Goose coats. But still. That’s just bogue.
Years ago, I was a crowded sports bar in a Detroit suburb on a real cold winter night. I saw some guy across the room, putting my winter coat on, preparing to leave. The coat had my hometown’s local community college logo on it. I hurried across the room and confronted the guy. It became immediately apparent that he was too drunk to defend himself, either against charges of attempted theft or physically. He apologized and gave me back my coat, and the encounter was over. About ten minutes later, I saw him quick grab some random coat and run out of the bar.
Introverts. An introvert is not a shy person. It’s someone who draws energy from quiet. He has a finite supply of energy for interaction . . . it drains him. A huge revelation for this podcaster. Hat tip to The Matt Walsh Show.
Deconstructionists. Derrida’s attack on binaries was an overreaction to Descartes’ erroneous dualism that denied the sacramental nature of reality. That, anyway, is my theory.
Gnostic Gays: Deconstructionism + Gnosticism = LGBTQ movement
Birth control increases feminine hormones, which then get passed onto the mother’s male children. Two generations later, you have males with female traits and, voila, an explosion in homosexuals. Link. This is the second time I’ve heard this. Anyone else ever hear it?
In the 1970s, the last time this many Americans used cannabis, most marijuana contained less than two percent THC. Today, marijuana routinely contains 20 to 25 percent THC, thanks to sophisticated farming and cloning techniques—as well as to a demand by users for cannabis that produces a stronger high more quickly. In states where cannabis is legal, many users prefer extracts that are nearly pure THC. Think of the difference between near-beer and a martini, or even grain alcohol, to understand the difference.
I’ve always enjoyed walking, even as a kid, and I’ve always found it puzzling (and revolting) how suburban planners after WWII totally jettisoned the feet in favor of cars when they laid out their communities.
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