Some Sports Observations

This evening, at 6:23 supposedly (why do they come up with these strange times) will occur the annual Preakness race in Pimlico Park, Baltimore...the "Second Jewel" of horse racing's Triple Crown.  All three of its races, the Kentucky Derby, Preakness, and Belmont, are spaced just a few weeks apart in the spring and pit that sport's best three-year-olds against each other.  No horse has won all three events in a single year since Affirmed did in 1978.  So we're looking at a highly improbable event this year as well.  Still, with a strong horse like California Chrome having just won the Kentucky Derby, it looks as if this may well be the year it finally happens.  I'll be pulling for the favorite, just to make the upcoming Belmont Stakes a climactic, exciting event.  Otherwise, as far as I am concerned, it will just be another horse race...

In the National Basketball Association playoffs, we've finally reached the point when the elite teams are facing off for the conference titles and a chance to play for the league championship.  After all of the maneuvering, team momentum shifts, and upset talk of the past few weeks, we are left with the very same four teams that many, if not most of us, predicted would survive to this stage: Miami, Indiana, San Antonio, and Oklahoma City.  Action starts tomorrow afternoon between the Heat and Pacers while the Spurs and Thunder play Monday evening.  This is going to be great!

And regarding baseball, I've still continued to watch games assiduously while trying to become familiar with each team's lineup.  This has become harder than I had thought because of the almost constant lineup changes caused by an epidemic of injuries afflicting the teams.  I understand how pitchers like Jose Fernandez, Matt Moore, Clay Kershaw, and C.C. Sabathia are so prone to injury: they are straining themselves throwing so many pitches, and each pitch hard in itself (especially those fastballs).  But what I don't get about this sport is that, except for the pitcher and catcher on defense, it is typified by everyone just sitting or standing around, be they in the dugout in out in the field.  Sure, every two or three innings a player goes up to bat and maybe even gets a chance to run some if he makes contact with the ball, and chances are that he'll get a limited number of opportunities to field the ball (unless he's the designated hitter, that is).  It is these players that I can't figure out the injuries: Carlos Beltran, Mark Teixeira, Bryce Harper...at this stage in their careers, they should have already figured out how to take a fall or slide, or the limitations of their bodies as they are extending themselves on a play.  But maybe the injuries are less a phenomenon of their increased frequency than of the tendency to get medical treatment and rest in today's age, rather than in the past when they'd just play through the pain...

Reading Paolini's Inheritance Series Again...After Earlier Abandonment

For a period of time a few years ago, I got myself into the disconcerting habit of picking up a book and starting to read it...only to abandon the project after just a few chapters.  There are books by Patricia Cornwell, Dean Koontz, Tad Williams, Sue Grafton, Suzanne Collins, James Grisham, Philip K. Dick, J.K. Rowling (with a non-Potter novel), Victor Hugo, James Joyce, and even my favorite writer Stephen King, among others, that have experienced this humiliating fate of me not reading them all the way through (fortunately, some of the authors are no longer around to have suffered through such disgrace).  In the past year, I have gone a long way in finishing what I had started (and left) before: recently, for example, I finished Terry Goodkind's monstrously huge eleven-volume The Sword of Truth series...after initially quitting only halfway through the first book. There's another fantasy series (a four-"parter") that I actually was determined enough to get all the way to halfway through the third book: the Inheritance series by Christopher Paolini.  I walked away from it because I became frustrated with the preponderance of passages loaded with mental introspection, to the detriment of dialogue and action.  I still stand by that criticism, but now I feel that I should have stuck it out to the possibly bitter end.  Well, now I've picked this series back up and will go on that reading "quest" with stalwart perseverance...in the spirit of its fantasy nature... to whatever end it takes me. 

That having been said, I don't think it would be a good idea, after a few years' hiatus, to pick up where I left off.  Instead, I'm going back to the very beginning, with volume #1, titled Eragon.  I'm about a third of the way through it, and it strangely seems this time around to be better written (although, if memory serves me, the bogging down of the narrative didn't become overwhelming until the third book).  Also, it's almost like a reunion of sorts with old friends that I haven't seen in years...

Just Finished Reading The Dragon Reborn by Robert Jordan

I just finished reading The Dragon Reborn by Robert Jordan, the third book in his fourteen-volume The Wheel of Time fantasy series.  In it, chief protagonist Rand is convinced he is the legendary "Dragon Reborn" after Moiraine of the Aes Sedai sect tells him so at the conclusion of the previous book.  Now, burdened with this realization, he wants to defeat his evil nemesis Ba'alzamon once and for all by claiming the sword Callandor in the Stone of Tear (yes, this all sounds like a humorous caricature of the fantasy genre, doesn't it) .  So he leaves his company of friends and allies to venture out on his own, rationalizing to himself that the evil forces are pursuing him and that separating himself from the others will make them safer (which only turns out to be partially true).  Instead, three different groups of "good guys" (1) Mat and Thom , (2) Perrin, Moiraine, Lan, and a new character Zarine, and (3) Egwene, Nunaeve, and Elayne, all go on to the same destination as Rand: the dreary city of Tear.  It is their adventures along the way that dominate the narrative in The Dragon Reborn; very little space is actually devoted to Rand.  So as a result, Jordan is able to develop other characters more fully...especially those of Mat and Perrin.  There is also an ominous trend revealed toward the end: the thirteen "Forsaken", who were the agents of the Dark One and had been imprisoned for centuries, are now showing up free and powerful all over the map...although in other guises. 

I enjoyed The Dragon Reborn more than the first two books in this series.  I expect more character development in the next book as well as the introduction of new characters.  This series is beginning to resemble more George R.R. Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire, with more and more sub-narratives simultaneously going on among disparate peoples.  I'm fine with all that, as long as it all comes back together at the end...

Deluged on Facebook with George R.R. Martin Spam

I was stunned today when I woke up (in mid-afternoon after working the late night/early morning shift), eventually checked out my Facebook page, and was bombarded with posting after posting devoted to Game of Thrones creator and author George R.R. Martin...and how he uses a primitive DOS work processor to write his novels.  It's not his decision that surprised me.  I already know the value of writing "away from the Internet": I'm writing this on an even more primitive AlphaSmart portable word processor!  No, the shock was in the flooding over of my Facebook with this essentially unsolicited spam, coming in from sources whose "friendship" I never sought and which never sought me.  I stopped counting, after forty, the number of posts about Martin's late-night TV interview...which naturally crowded out the postings I wanted to see of my actual "friends". The only link I see with Martin and myself is that I have written about him and his A Song of Fire and Ice fantasy series on my blog in the past, to which I have posted links on Facebook.  So just by dint of that connection, Facebook has snowed me under with this Martin/DOS stuff. 

In his recent interview that apparently caused such a stir, Martin revealed that he tired of the auto-correct features of more modern word processors, which tend to second-guess the writer and often make unauthorized revisions to the written material.  I agree with him on that: when I copy my AlphaSmart writings to my main computer, either directly to my blog or to a Word application, my text tends to be altered and I have to assiduously observe the copying process to make sure that what I wrote actually gets copied in the form I had intended. Also, this ever-increasing tendency for Internet companies like Facebook, Google, and Twitter to flash what they themselves deem as related links to what I'm posting on them is, to me, an unwarranted interference in my writing as well.  If I write an article about Greg Gutfeld (which I did a few days ago) and post a link to it on Facebook, I don't want to see related material others put out about him grouped together with MY article: I don't know what others have written or said about him.  For all I know, it could be the opposite of what I am trying to express and could even be slanderous, profane, or obscene in nature. And yet there it is, right next to my posting and associated with me whether I like it or not.

I think that computer applications and social networks make far too many assumptions about my choices and writings.  They need to back off and let my work stand on its own, apart from their own "standards" of writing and without the intrusion of extraneous, unwelcome material piled on top of it... 

Began Reading Great SF Stories of 1945

For some reason, the initial article I had written here, which was quite extensive and involved a review of sorts of three short stories from the book Isaac Asimov Presents The Great SF Stories 7 (1945) (they are The Waveries by Frederic Brown, The Piper's Son by Lewis Padgett, and Wanted--An Enemy by Fritz Leiber), was mysteriously deleted...with no trace of it remaining.  I don't remember ever doing such a thing, so I'm not very happy about this, as you might guess.  I'm backdating this entry to the original posting date (May 13) even though right now, as I am writing this, it is May 18.  I don't know what happened to that other article.  What follows is a replacement...

Anyway, this book is part of a series covering, year-by-year, the period from 1939 to 1963.  I selected the one for 1945 at random: I just reached into my box of books and pulled out this one! As for the first three stories in it...

Frederic Brown was a great science fiction short story writer and was my favorite when I was a kid, since my father had a couple of his collections that I was able to read several times over.  The Waveries involves what happens when aliens composed of radio waves invade Earth and feed off humankind's own radio waves and electricity, essentially permanently shutting down everything in technology dependent on them.  How humanity ingeniously adapts to its predicament is the positive message from this story...

The Piper's Son presents an interesting situation: a worldwide nuclear holocaust has already been envisioned in this 1945 tale, the very year that such a weapon was first produced and sadly used.  One byproduct of the mutations that the radiation from this disaster produces is a number of people who possess telepathic powers.  How these people balance the fears of others about their abilities with their obvious use to society is a theme of this story...and how one of their children's vivid daydreams may imperil everything.  The author Lewis Padgett is actually a pseudonym for the husband and wife writing team of Henry Kuttner and C.L. Moore.  Under the name Padgett, they also wrote Mimsy Were the Borogroves, my all-time favorite sci-fi short story, in 1943...

Wanted--An Enemy, by Fritz Leiber, examines how close to being a warmonger a pacifist can be. Such a pacifist travels to Mars to try to coax the Martians he finds there to stage a mock invasion of Earth in order to end its own wars and unite the planet in the face of a common enemy.  Of course, his scheme backfires, but how do things go wrong and what does he do about it? Read it...the final line in this story is unforgettable.

Well, this replacement article doesn't do justice to my wiped-out original, but it covers the basics.  Maybe I'll just have to back up my future writing in another file as a precaution to avoid a repeat erasure...

The Major League Baseball Standings So Far

When I was younger and used to follow major league baseball, I was rapt up in the standings and studied them in detail every day to see how "my" teams were doing.  While still interested in the standings, my emphasis this year has been to simply enjoy games as they unfold on TV, half-inning by half-inning,  and get to know the different players on the different teams.  Yes, there is still this backdrop of the "standings", with some of the teams I follow the most doing well (like Atlanta at 21-15 and Miami at 20-18, three straight losses notwithstanding) and some on the "other" end (like Tampa Bay at 16-22 and the Chicago Cubs at 12-24).  For the most part, the teams are bunched around each other, playing around .500.  Even those who have spurted ahead of the pack in their divisions, like Detroit and Milwaukee, could well see some slippage down the line.  I can't say the same, though, about last place teams Houston (12-26), the Cubs (12-24), and Arizona (15-25) significantly changing their positions.  These don't seem to have very bright prospects for the future, at least regarding this season...although in the games I've watched them playing, they seem to be competitive.  Still, I recall that at one point early in the 2003 season, the Florida Marlins were mired in the bottom of their division with a dismal 19-29 record...only to go on a late-season tear to make the playoffs as a wild card team, eventually making it to the World Series (thanks to that Chicago Cubs fan) and beating the Yankees.  So even with these, you can never be too sure whether that elusive team chemistry might just catch on and make a major difference down the stretch of the regular season (like it did with the Pirates and Indians last year and the Orioles and A's the year before)...

Baltimore (20-15), Detroit (21-12), and Oakland (23-15) are leading their respective divisions in the American League while Atlanta (21-15), Milwaukee (24-14), and San Francisco (24-14) are on top in the National.  The biggest surprise so far has to be the Brewers, who at this point are far ahead of three teams in their own very competitive NL Central division that made the playoffs last year.  But the season is still early, and I expect at least the St. Louis Cardinals to give them a run for their money...

Just Finished Reading Terry's Goodkind's Book Confessor

I have just completed reading the eleven-volume Sword of Truth fantasy series by Terry Goodkind, after finishing the final book, titled Confessor.  I was impressed with how Goodkind was able to tie up all the loose ends and arrive at a satisfying (as well as surprising) resolution to the dire circumstances that were simultaneously taking place on so many levels with Richard, Kahlan, the Imperial Order, the Chimes, the Chainfire spell, the Beast, and so on (I'm sure that you don't have a clue about any of this).  But don't expect me to relate here what happened; you're welcome to trudge through the entire series like I did!  Still, I'll give you one hint about how things end, although it's no secret: the author has begun a new series featuring Sword of Truth protagonists Richard and Kahlan.  I wonder whether I should start on it soon...maybe not, I'm in the middle of another series, The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan.  And there are other genres of literature I'm pursuing as well.  Still, its faults notwithstanding, I was generally pleased with Goodkind's efforts in this series and feel that he probably deserves a bit more respect on the Internet sites that rate fantasy fiction than what I'm been seeing him get.  I suspect that one of the reasons for the criticism of his work is that he makes no apologies about strongly making his philosophical beliefs known, chiefly through his main character Richard Raul...beliefs that stress the need for individuals to have economic freedom and to assume complete responsibility for their own lives.  That seems to rattle some with other ideas about how things should be, sad to say...

Going to the Beach Today

It's a beautiful, warm and sunny day today, and Melissa and I are heading out to the beach...Daytona Beach, that is.  Specifically, to Daytona Beach Shores and the hotel we stayed at back in early March. With my back feeling much better than the last time we went, I'm looking forward to swimming some and running on the beach.  Plus, just relaxing around and enjoying the ocean and sand...

Also, there's something special about going out on the beach at night, with the stars overheard and the dark surf crashing ashore on one side.  During the last few years, it has been more pleasant with the hotel lights dimmed in order to help out the sea turtle population, which apparently needs darkness at night.  Good, I never did like all of those blinding lights anyway...

When I was a kid, the big attraction for me at the beach was to venture out into the ocean and go up and down with the waves, occasionally doing battle with them as they broke just before reaching me.  As a father, I'd also go out there...with my own kids, who had the same sense of adventure.  But quite honestly, given the choice, nowadays I'd just as soon confine my oceanic forays to wading in the water at about ankle-level!

Just Finished Reading Patricia Cornwell's Novel: At Risk

Two or three years ago I bought a cheap used paperback copy of one of novelist Patricia Cornwell's Kay Scarpetta's novels (and I can't for the life of me remember its title).  Scarpetta is a forensic pathologist/investigator who is featured in a long-running series of Cornwell.  I'm not sure why I didn't finish it, other than that I got tired of the open antagonism expressed between its characters.  It gets a little tedious after a while reading that, almost as if the people themselves were surrounding me arguing.  Well, I decided to give Cornwell another try and got a copy of her short novel At Risk.  Dr. Scarpetta is nowhere to be found here; the protagonist is a young man named Win Garano, who is an investigator and whose mixed-race status sadly seems to rattle some people, even in the supposedly more enlightened 2006 setting of the story.  Win is working for a Massachusetts district attorney named Monique Lamont and has been sent to Tennessee to further his crime-stopping education.  He also is trying to solve a cold case murder in Knoxville more than twenty years old.  A new company that Monique is touting is providing cutting-edge DNA technology that can help to solve such mysteries, and Win, with his assistant, work to employ it to solve the case.  Meanwhile, Monique is attacked in her apartment and raped...what is the tie-in between this and what Win is doing...and that company in question?  Don't worry: in stories like this, nothing takes place by happenstance and everything ties in together...all to be resolved at the end.  And it is resolved.

But although I managed to get through this novel of Patricia Cornwell, and the characters were different this time around, they were just as argumentative and negative around each other as in the Kay Scarpetta book I had put down years earlier.  "Snippy", a term made famous by Al Gore when he briefly argued on the phone with George W. Bush on election night in 2000, would be an appropriate designation to describe the conversations these folks typically have: with At Risk, just imagine such a conversation between Gore and Bush that lasts about four hours....ouch, my ears!

Hiding Businesses from the Street, Following Instructions

The other day I was in the crowded Hunter's Crossing Shopping Center parking lot, back in the corner during a heavy rush hour period in the late weekday afternoon.  This place, which features a Publix, Piesano's Pizza,  Ace Hardware, and a Starbucks among other businesses, has three entry/exit points.  Depending on the traffic and where I'm coming from, I choose which one to use that will save me the most time and hassle.  But across the street from here (across NW 43rd Street) is another shopping center: Hunter's Walk.  Hunter's Walk is an example of that annoying type of shopping center...almost invisible from the street, hidden by trees and bushes with no store signs advertising their presence there.  Only a Walgreens, which was built almost up to the street, is visible from the road.  This place contains, among other businesses, a Cedar River seafood restaurant and a Little Caesar's.  The only access, in or out, is an intersection with a traffic light on 43rd.  The only indication that there is a shopping center here is an unobtrusive, low sign right there at the entrance...by the time you see and notice it you've probably already passed it! Why am I saying all this? Well,...

As I was saying, I was in that crowded parking lot late one busy afternoon.  I had returned to my car and was about to pull out when I heard a horn tooting behind me.  I looked back and saw a middle-aged man gesturing to me from his car.  It seemed he was driving around, fruitlessly looking for that Cedar River restaurant...could I please tell him how to get to it?  No wonder, I thought, that he couldn't find it with it hidden like that.  I then told him that he was in the wrong shopping plaza and for him to go back around and go to the nearby traffic light...and then go straight ahead, directly across it.  After that, I said, he would be able to turn into the shopping center with Cedar River.  And, oh, I said, it's at the end of the building closest to Walgreens.  He thanked me and went on and I congratulated myself on having been such a good Samaritan.  I pulled out of my parking space and drove up to the light into the left-turn lane (you see, I wasn't going to Cedar River, but rather home). As I approached, I saw the car with the driver I had talked to in the correct lane...to go straight across.   Then I saw him turn his head to the left, where he could see the Walgreens store.   Immediately he cut over in front of me into the left turn lane, apparently thinking he could get into the place from that direction.  No, no, no, I thought...dude, why couldn't you just follow my instructions? I almost put my car into "park" and got out to tell him of his mistake, but held back, realizing that some people just think they know better and have to learn things the hard way.  When the light changed, I saw him turn and then look for another entrance...which he never found.  I drove on home, wondering whether he had enough sense to go back to my explicit instructions and enter the shopping center where I had told him to.

One of my pet peeves in life is this tendency for some communities to put on a highbrow pretense and force incoming businesses to hide themselves from the public behind rows of hedges and trees while restricting their use of signs...as if their existence were somehow a blight on the aesthetics of the area.  Melissa and I were driving down I-75 near Tampa a while back and saw a sign on it advertising a Red Lobster at the next exit.  We got off the Interstate there and searched high and low for it.  Even with a GPS in the car, we kept approaching the spot it was supposed to be at and then would suddenly be leaving it behind.  Finally, after a few frustrating trials, we found it.  The restaurant was actually very close to the highway, but was hidden by bushes with no signs advertising its existence.  And to get to it you had to turn down a road off the highway and wind your way back around.  That's ridiculous, but, sadly, all too common!

Just Finished Reading Not Cool! by Greg Gutfeld

Well, I just resisted the temptation of titling this article "Greg Gutfeld's Not Cool!", but I had to throw in the line anyway.  Gutfeld is a Fox News Channel commentator, host of his own show Red Eye, and a regular panelist on the late afternoon show The Five.  He is funny, feisty and very opinionated, but doesn't automatically subscribe to the Republican Party's talking points as others on this channel do.  Instead he takes a generally libertarian view of the issues (like being in favor of the legalization of marijuana and gay marriage)  while siding with the general Party leadership on issues like business and bank deregulation, gun rights, national security, and empowering police to fight crime.  But in Not Cool!, his latest book, while a making partisan conservative spin on some things (e.g. he profusely lauds John Bolton, one of Fox's "contributors" who consistently spins Obama's ongoing foreign policy efforts into the ground and then stomps on them), is more about how a certain segment of our society, which he terms as "the hipster elite", continually screws up things by making heroes out of terrorists and other criminals, making crime victims out as being guilty, trashing important life-saving scientific and technological advances like genetic modification of foods, effective insecticides like DDT, and vaccinations, refusing to recognize the Islamic element in so many of today's terrorist attacks and wars,  the propensity to call anyone in disagreement with them as "haters",  the refusal to support the domestic exploration, extraction, and transportation of our own energy natural resources like coal, oil, and natural gas, attacking the traditional American family and glorifying "alternative lifestyles", demonizing our military and national defense efforts and seeing all overseas problems as somehow being America's fault, the irrational embracing of foreign despots (but only if they're on the left politically), the stereotyping and ridicule of the South and its traditions, the elevation in stature of irresponsibility and shallowness in youth culture, jumping on the-pro-gay-bandwagon-and-anyone-who-isn't-on-it-is-retroactively-a-hater, stigmatization of openly conservative entertainers, and using news stories of shootings to attack people's legal rights to own guns.  Whew!, that's a lot of ground for Gutfeld to have covered, and in a relatively short book at that.  Plus, he goes off into other subjects as well (including a section in the end where he recommends a number of musical artists that I've never heard of).

I don't agree with all that Greg Gutfeld has presented here, but we're on the same wavelength on many of the issues.  I salute him for expressing his views, and look forward to seeing him on TV..it's obvious to me that he speaks his mind and isn't just trying to tow some party line or please his employer.  Plus, I like his flowing, conversational writing style, which I also try to use here in this blog...albeit without Gutfeld's sprinkling of profanity.  I recommend Not Cool!, although, if you're one of those "hipster elitists" you may want to ditch it after a couple of pages....

Gainesville Radio: 100.5 "The Buzz" Switches Back to Indie/Alternative Rock Format

My radio listening time of late has been pretty much confined to when I'm driving.  Due to the lack of interesting musical programming, I have been generally listening to sports talk shows, on the AM band: Gainesville's 850/WRUF and 1230/WGGG.  The political talk shows on the other stations usually leave me cold, be they on the left or right side of the viewpoint spectrum, since they typically feature commentators determined to spin the news and manipulate opinions primarily for the advantage of one political party over the other.  And the music stations...what a disaster.  Rock 104 (WRUF-FM) switched over to a country and western format a few years ago and now the light jazz station is simultaneously playing the exact same electronic dance music as another (100.9 and 99.5).  I don't understand how the owners of these stations see any profit in that, but this broadcast radio industry IS peculiar.  And the local Public Radio station, also a few years ago, decided to dump its great classical music format in favor of excruciatingly boring news/talk.  But the biggest disappointment I experienced was when 100.5/WHHZ "The Buzz" abandoned its fantastic indie/alternative rock format in 2008 to be a (then) Rock 104 clone.  Ugh.  Still, after the latter switched to country, I occasionally surfed it on the radio to see if any good songs were on.  But gone were acts I enjoyed like Arcade Fire, Spoon, Gorillaz, Franz Ferdinand, The Vines, Metric, The Hives, Death Cub for Cutie, MGMT, Muse, and Kasabian.  It was this abandonment by them of my favorite music that led me to abandon broadcast radio and embrace the Internet for my musical interests.  By surfing around musical sites there, I discovered talents like Sufjan Stevens, Regina Spektor, and Andrew Bird.  So in a roundabout way The Buzz did me a favor when they switched their programming.  Still, I wished I had at least one local station that played my kind of music...

A few months ago I was pleasantly surprised to hear that the Jacksonville station on 102.9 had switched to a format that included alternative rock.  But that was nothing like a few days ago when, driving in my car, I tuned in to The Buzz on 100.5 and heard them playing the indie/alternative act MGMT doing their old 2008 hit Kids.  Immediately, I knew that they had switched back to their old, sweet format of independent/alternative rock.  And I was confirmed in this by subsequent songs.

So now, when I start fiddling around with my radio dial, the first place I go is 100.5 to see what they are playing...and only after that do I check out the sports stuff on AM.  Whoopee, happy days are here again on the radio!  Now if the good folks who own 99.5 and 100.9 would please just switch one of those stations to a hard rock format to serve the many local fans of THAT genre...

Just Finished Rereading The Last Battle by C.S. Lewis

I just finished reading the seventh and final book in the Chronicles of Narnia fantasy series by C.S. Lewis, appropriately titled The Last Battle.  When I had first read this book a few years ago, I was naturally expecting Lewis to wrap things up so that the series could be presented as a whole collective work, from beginning to end.  The degree to which he "wrapped things up", though, was a bit of a jolt!  When surprise endings in stories are first encountered, there can be that kind of shock.  But since I already knew what was going down (or up, depending on how you look at it), this time around I was just in it for the ride.  The Last Battle takes place at the end of the Narnian age, when the final king there has a crisis after a wayward ape presents a disguised donkey (in old lionskin) as Aslan the Lion Lord of Narnia and himself as his prophet.  This ape, named Shift, then proceeds to turn the kingdom of Narnia upside down with his false claims, in the process unwittingly inviting the barbarian kingdom of Calormen to invade them.  The Calormenes don't follow Aslan, who in essence is an allegory of Christ; instead they worship his opposite, the brutal entity called Tash.  In order to fool the native Narnian talking animals about Tash, Shift makes the claim that Tash and Aslan are one and the same, and that by worshiping one you are in fact worshiping the other as well.  This results in a "new" god in Narnia: the composite creation "Tashlan", whom the native Narnians are duped into following, but whom the invading Calormenes reject, knowing the separate nature of their Tash.  In order to convince the Narnians that Aslan has returned, Shift parades the donkey, Puzzle, out of a stable each night for a few minutes...and then back in.  Later, after Puzzle leaves the charade, this stable becomes the focus of the story...and different things happen to different folks who enter through its doors. 

The humans from Earth who were in featured in the six previous Narnia stories make their appearance in The Last Battle...except Susan (this is explained).  Eustace and Polly from The Silver Chair return early on to free King Tirian and help the Narnians see through the deception and to fight the Calormenes in the "last battle".  Aslan makes his indispensable appearance at the right time, but this time he has company: the rest of the Earthling cast from the other stories.  Whoa, I'd better leave something for you, the reader, to discover for yourself!  And what I'm leaving for you...well, it surprised me when I first read it.

There are two subplots in The Last Battle.  One involves the intransigent refusal of the dwarfs to believe in Aslan or the world he created, even when it is right in front of their eyes to see. This sounds to me like Lewis is pointing out the spiritual blindness of skeptics...although I may be mistaken about his intentions here. The other is the Calormene soldier who practiced a virtuous and honest life, but in the name of the false god Tash.  Aslan, though, while emphasizing that he and Tash are distinctly different, still credits that soldier's good behavior as having been in his own name.  I thought this was very interesting of Lewis to put in this story, especially in light of the way many evangelicals tend to view this sort of thing, regarding people brought up in other religious settings as automatically being lost...

The Chronicles of Narnia is fun reading, and each book is pretty short and as such isn't very much of a time commitment.  There have so far been high-budget movies made for three of the stories, although I don't know whether they'll get around to covering the entire series on film if the box office receipts don't keep up with the expenses.  Regardless, I think people should take the time to read the stories before they watch the movies: they'll get a lot more out of them if they do... 

Yesterday's Treadmill Run Encouraging

Yesterday evening, for the first time since February 25th this year, I went to my local gym (Gainesville Health & Fitness Center) and ran on the treadmill.  It was part of my project to step up my running and regain the level of endurance I had achieved from back in 2010 to early 2013.  I wasn't sure how well I would do, but I set out running at my usual pace and would just take it one mile at a time.  After covering 3.7 miles, I stepped off...not because I couldn't go further, but rather because I understand the value of recovery and of not overdoing it, especially since I hadn't been on the treadmill in a while.  This was an encouraging run for me, and I plan to use the treadmill more often this spring and summer.  I had been breaking up my runs into smaller distances, but decided that there is a benefit to covering the same distance in a single run.  So with that in mind, I have been consciously going about running longer distances during the last few days. Neither lower back pain, which was bothering me the last couple of months (especially in March) nor foot pain (which temporarily sidelined me from running last spring) were factors in my treadmill run yesterday.  Hopefully, this trend will continue and I can gradually step up the mileage per run, both on the treadmill and on the road.  The payoff for this will be a planned string of half-marathon races for me to run in this coming fall and winter...

Just Finished Reading Phantom by Terry Goodkind

I just finished reading Phantom, which is the tenth book in Terry Goodkind's eleven-part fantasy series The Sword of Truth.  The book's title refers to the character of Kahlan, who is the chief protagonist Richard's wife.  A spell called "Chainfire" has been placed on her, hence the title of the previous book.   This spell, placed by some really evil women called "dark sisters", is designed to remove the memory of her existence from everyone in the world.  It also makes Kahlan forget her own past and who she is.  Only Richard, who was touching his magic sword when the spell was cast, knows about Kahlan.  So in a way, Kahlan is a "phantom" of sorts.  The term also applies to Richard's D'haran army as he changes their strategy against the enemy Imperial Order by having them abandon their defensive strategy of trying to hold on to D'hara and instead go on the offense as "phantoms", engaging in widespread brutal guerrilla warfare on the Imperial Order's home territory in the Old World.  There are many, many plot twists and turns, so convoluted that I honestly don't know how Goodkind is going to be able to resolve it all in the next (and final) book in the series.  On top of this, in Phantom the magically advanced Nicci and Zedd discover all sorts of obscure, complicated rules of magic that imperil not just Richard and Kahlan, but the future of all existence.  Make one false move and "poof", it's all over.  This frustrated me reading it all, because by the end of Phantom I really don't know what's going on, at least as far as the "rules of magic" that Goodkind invented for this series are concerned.

Richard in Phantom has finally convinced his friends of the existence of Kahlan, although they still have no memory of her.  Other subplots are the interference of a witch-woman from the south called Six, the boxes of Orden and their implications, the taint on magic caused by the Chimes, a beast from the underworld that Jagang (the ruler of the Imperial Order) has unleashed on Richard, and a troublesome character named Samuel who is wreaking havoc with Richard's magical sword of truth.  If you don't know what I'm talking about, that's not surprising if you are unfamiliar with the series. I've read it and much of it doesn't make sense to me.

Phantom is the middle book in a trilogy embedded within the larger series.  As such, its ending is very, very incomplete with very little to mark the end of a book, except that the book ended.  So I got hold of the final book, Confessor, and began on it...

Soundgarden: One of the Greatest Rock Bands in Its Heyday

One of the greatest rock acts of all time, in my opinion, is the Seattle-based grunge group Soundgarden.  Fronted by gifted vocalist and songwriter Chris Cornell, Soundgarden had three incredible albums in the early-to-mid-1990s: Badmotorfinger, Superunknown, and Down on the Upside.  Of these Superunknown is, in my opinion, one of the very superior albums ever produced in this genre.  I remember how, after purchasing it in 1995, I would listen to it over and over (and over) again...never tiring of it.  A real masterpiece (if you're one who likes very hard driving, intense, irreverent, and raucous music, that is).  Well, after the release of Down on the Upside, at the apex of their popularity and name recognition, Soundgarden went on a very frustrating (for themselves) concert tour, after which they broke up for whatever reasons.  Cornell then put out his own solo album, which was much softer and subdued than what he did while he was with Soundgarden.  It was a pretty piece of work, but I think his followers (including me) were expecting something a little more hard-edged from him, and it didn't do as well as he might have wanted.  Later he was able to hook up with remnants of another successful-but-defunct 90s band, Rage Against the Machine, to form Audioslave. That act was more successful for Cornell (although not with me).  Now Soundgarden is back together and they even released another album a few years ago...but I never heard anything from it.  Maybe I should give it a try... maybe it's the best ever work of theirs, but I doubt it.  Rather I suspect that the band members, seeing the cash cow in their old successful brand name, resurrected it in order to resurrect their own flagging careers.  But that's O.K. with me...because I still have those other three great albums of theirs, on my MP3 no less.  My favorite Soundgarden songs are My Wave, Face Pollution, Mailman, Mind Riot, Somewhere, Fresh Tendrils, Dusty, Boot Camp, and Switch Opens...

Just Finished Reading Donna Tartt's The Goldfinch

The Goldfinch drew my attention a few months ago when, week after week, it was at the top of the New York Times book list.  Now it's won for author Donna Tartt a Pulitzer Prize...and I can see why.  It is meticulously written, well researched, brings to life vivid, memorable characters, and pushes the plot along without getting involved in assorted subplots, a pitfall of some other novels I have read recently.  Its protagonist is Theo Decker, a young man who as a teenager endures a traumatic terrorist bomb attack that kills his mother.  The (fictional) fact that it occurs at the Metropolitan Museum of Art is crucial to the story, since there hangs the famous painting by seventeenth century artist Carel Fabritius titled The Goldfinch (an actual, existing work portraying, quite reasonably, a goldfinch).  That this work of art is physically relatively small is significant, because after talking with a dying elderly man nicknamed Welty (who just moments before was standing with an intriguing little girl who caught Theo's interest) right after the explosion, Theo accepts the man's ring that he offers him and takes The Goldfinch painting off the wall and out of the museum.  He later finds that his mother, from whom he had been separated in the museum just prior to the bomb attack, had died in it. He is put in the care of the family of a school friend, and later moves out west to Nevada along with his father (who had left his mother and him before the bombing) and his father's girlfriend.  Out there he forms a friendship with another "half-orphan" named Boris...all along taking with himself the spirited-away masterpiece.  Later he moves back to New York to stay with and work for Welty's longtime business partner, an expert antique restorer named James Hobart (or "Hobie").  But the plot and all of its twists and turns (and numerous details), along with the culmination of this story (which naturally focuses on the painting The Goldfinch), I leave to you, the reader.  I'd like to examine something else here.

Theo Decker is someone who, even before the disaster that changed his life forever, always acted on impulse, in direct response to his feelings.  And then he'd sit around and muse on what he'd done.  This set into motion more feelings in reaction, leading directly to consequential behavior.  Since he generally feels pretty crappy throughout the story, you might surmise (and you'd be correct) that his behavior isn't generally very constructive or healthy.  It isn't until he decides to turn the equation around and let his thoughts dictate his actions...letting the feelings follow those actions...that he is able to overcome his extreme despair.  But in spite of that, it is clear that despair or not, Theo Decker is constitutionally a pretty melancholy sort of human being. 

The novel seems to make the claim that each of us has to define reality for ourselves and be true to it, even if it involves antisocial and self-destructive behavior.  I don't buy into that: even I, as reclusive as I can be, recognize that while we all have our own individual natures, we also exist as social creatures and as such need to recognize as part of ourselves an appropriate sense of "good" and "bad" regarding what is acceptable behavior in that context.  While Tartt, speaking through Theo as he relates the story in the first person, does at least elevate the concept of honesty in business dealings as a social virtue, it seems that pretty much everything else should be up to individuals to decide for themselves.  One thing that I do stand with the author about, though, is that, like Theo, there are people out there who just have generally pessimistic...if not cynical...demeanors, and it's a waste of time to try to change them.

The Goldfinch, like any good story, opens up a world about which many readers may not be familiar.  It examines with a great amount of detail the antiques and art "industry" that is entrenched in New York and other cities, as well as the more seedy side of it as it relates to the criminal underworld along with its thefts and forgeries.  Having visited Manhattan in 2010, it was fun "walking" through some of the places along with Theo... 

My Personal Running Report for April

Today is the last day of the month, and as such I will discuss how my running went.  In April I managed to barely exceed my monthly goal of total 100 miles, coming in at 101.  I managed to run at least a little on every day of the month, although for some of the days it was just a very small, token amount (due to sickness, among other reasons).  I don't know exactly how long my longest run of the month was since I tended to break up my runs over the course of the day into smaller runs and then add up the total.  This isn't the direction I want to be headed in, but for April it had to suffice and was better than simply abandoning running.  I do intend to get back into longer runs in May, even if it entails taking more days off in between for recovery...

Two Aspects to the Donald Sterling Controversy

The controversy surrounding the racist comments of the National Basketball Association's Los Angeles Clippers owner Donald Sterling has dominated the sports (and news) headlines during the last few days.  New NBA commissioner Adam Silver yesterday banned him from the league for life, as well as fining him $2.5 million and setting into motion the process that would eventually lead to him selling his team.  Sterling's comments were atrocious...there is no argument about that.  He had to go because the brand name of the NBA and its reputation was at stake.  Apparently, this guy had a low opinion of blacks and of associating socially with them: so why did he buy an NBA team?  Probably, I'm guessing, to make a big profit (which he did) and to look like a bigshot in the media (which he also did).  After Silver's announcement, there was a long procession of people reacting with praise for his strong actions against Sterling.  And I understand how Silver needed to protect the league.  But there's one important element largely missing from this discussion, an element that I only heard brought up on Fox News Channel (on Megyn Kelly, not Bill O'Reilly)...

The comments attributed to Donald Sterling that got him into so much hot water were all part of a PRIVATE phone conversation he had with his girlfriend, who very well may have illegally recorded it (violation of California state law) without his permission and then released it.  Sterling had neither said nor written anything of the kind for public consumption: this wasn't one of those gaffes you hear about from time to time coming out of the ignorant mouths of public figures.  No, this was an INVASION OF PRIVACY!  A commentator on CNN today said that the girlfriend claimed that Sterling had given her permission to make the recording...and that may well have happened...but in the absence of any tangible proof supporting that claim or of Sterling's own confirmation thereof, the burden is on her to prove her claim.  After all, anyone can violate someone else's privacy and then claim the other's spoken permission...

Think about it: are any of us immune to saying things about others that don't reflect well on us?  Don't we believe that we should be protected from having our private discussions made public without our permission?  Sterling is reputed to have $2 billion to his credit and isn't likely to be financially ruined...not by a longshot.  But for the rest of us, having personal, private information illegally leaked to the public could well cause financial ruin for ourselves as well as make it difficult to recover after the public scrutiny and humiliation. I'm thinking of all of the celebrities who lined up to condemn Sterling and laud Silver's harsh judgment and wonder how many of them, if not all, have said things in private that, were they publicized, would have ruined them as well.  Think about it, and then ask yourself why the invasion of Donald Sterling's privacy is receiving such a relative lack of media attention...

Premature Summertime Weather Here

Well, it's starting to look as if the typically long Floridian summer has begun.  No, I know summer doesn't officially start until late June, but where I live here in Gainesville, temperatures are skyrocketing.  It's in the low 90s right now; last night around ten, when I left to go to work, it was a stifling 78 degrees!  I think that's what bothers me the most about the summertime weather here...I can take scorching hot temperatures in the middle of the afternoon, but I can't get any relief in the nighttime. At least the humidity hasn't been too bad so far, but I expect suffocating heaviness in the nighttime air to couple with the heat during the next few weeks.  And don't get me going about how bad the mosquito nuisance can get.  Not a very pleasant place to hang out, the outdoors at night in northern Florida.  I think I may just stay cocooned for as long as possible in a cooled, insulated indoor environment. Hooray for air conditioning!

Players and Pieces

In George R.R. Martin's fantasy series A Song of Ice and Fire, the first book is titled A Game of Thrones.  Game of Thrones is also the title of the HBO television series that is the on-screen adaptation, largely (but not exclusively) for those not wanting to be unduly hampered with the possibly arduous task of actually reading something.  The title in itself suggests a way of looking at life...a worldview, so to speak.  In the struggles for power among hereditary houses of nobility on the make-believe continent of Westerlos, individuals seeking that power engage in a mishmash of schemes, conflicts, and alliances to defeat enemies and elevate themselves.  Some, like Queen Cersei and Petyr Baelish, wholeheartedly participate in this "game of thrones".  They also tend to recognize what they are doing and show respect to those like-minded, whom they appropriately designate as "players".  And what do they call anyone who isn't in on the "game"?  The pejorative term "piece".  You're just a "piece" (applied to doomed Lord Eddard Stark in the series) to be used and disposed of at the convenience of the players. And it's apparently the fault of those "pieces" who refuse to play the game...because they're in it whether they want to be or not.

Martin's fantasy world has its own limitations regarding its applicability to our real world, but the player-or-piece choice is present in our lives, whether we want to admit it or not.  Let's say you don't want to be a player in politics and stay home from the polls on election day, as does most of the electorate on a consistent basis.  Then by refusing to "play the game", you are then empowering a small number of very powerful people to unduly influence elections with heavy campaign spending targeted at getting their own voters motivated to go to the polls.  These "players" depend on you staying out of the process; by your absence you become a useful "piece" in their designs. Also, as a adult you are likely to be at least nominally involved in a number of groups, be they professional, religious, educational, charity, and so on.  It is the rule, rather than the exception, for people to jockey for power within even the most benignly reputed groups...and this can make someone like me want to just avoid them altogether.  For which, I'm sure, many within them regard me as a useful "piece"...although I doubt that they'd put it exactly that way. Still, I would be no more a "player" were I to become more actively involved...because there are two sets of rules: the outwardly expressed charter of beliefs and missions of an organization...and the inwardly unspoken rules of the "game of thrones", which tend to rule the day.  No, I don't want to play the "game of thrones"...and I don't want to end up like Eddard Stark either, not even figuratively...  

Two Blown Baseball Games

I was sitting through two different major league baseball games last night, both involving Florida teams playing on the road.  That they were "away" games is important, because this figures into what happened in the bottom of the ninth inning, when the home teams were up at bat. The Miami Marlins overcame a deficit they had endured for almost the entire game and scored a couple of late runs to take a 3-2 lead over the New York Mets, going into the bottom of the ninth.  For New York's last chance, the Marlins had as their regular closer Steve Cishek, who I understand hadn't blown a save opportunity since June of last year.  Which is saying a lot, since Miami wasn't very good last year!  Unfortunately, for this game Cishek just didn't have his usual stuff and the Mets batters hit him hard, culminating in a walk-off hit that won the game for them 4-3.  I was disappointed that Miami had lost, but I understand that sometimes your ace reliever is just having a bad night.  And sometimes the other team is having a good one!  And then, there was the Rays game...

The Tampa Bay Rays were in Chicago playing the White Sox (by the way, I'm following both the White Sox and Mets and root for them whenever they are NOT playing a Florida team).  The game, which the Rays had threatened to blow wide open in the second inning, was locked 4-4 before Evan Longoria put them ahead late with a two-run homer.  Then, it was the bottom of the ninth and manager Joe Maddon brought in his own closer, Grant Balfour.  Balfour, who had been picked up by the Rays to be their closing relief this year, has not been very effective for them.  I remember another game in which he was trying to protect a slim lead and it looked for a long time as if he wasn't capable of throwing a strike.  Well, if anything, he was worse last night and walked batter after batter.  The lead had been whittled down to 6-5 and the bases were loaded with two out.  Balfour pitched to Jose Abreu and did manage to find the strike zone on one of his pitches.  Which the Chicago batter then proceeded to hit for a game winning grand slam home run.  Final score: Chicago 9, Tampa Bay 6.  The Rays closer managed to pitch only two thirds of an inning while giving up FIVE runs!!  My problem isn't just with Balfour, though.  Why didn't Maddon intervene when anyone could see what was going down and bring in someone else?  There's only one reason I see for him sitting on his hands: maybe he's letting this sorry performance be Balfour's swan song as a closer and he'll switch to someone else.  Otherwise I don't know whether I even want to watch the end of a close Rays game if they're going to bring him in again.  I understand and appreciate that Balfour is trying his hardest to be a good pitcher and help his team out, but, unlike with Cishek, he has not inspired any degree of confidence with his appearances this year.  I say keep him on as a middle reliever and let someone else get a shot at closing. Who knows, maybe he'd use the time in middle relief to get his effectiveness and confidence back...

Just Finished Reading The Great Hunt by Robert Jordan

The Great Hunt is the second book in Robert Jordan's lengthy The Wheel of Time fantasy series. I'm determined to go ahead and try this series out: so far, so good.  Two books down, twelve to go...

The objects of the "great hunt" are two items: the Horn of Valere, a device when blown would call into service an army of the dead from eons past (sound familiar, all you Tolkien fans?).  The other is an enchanted (with evil) dagger that one of the protagonists, Mat, is bound to and must possess in order to avoid death.  Rand, the main hero in this epic, is more interested in recovering for his friend the dagger, which along with the horn has been taken by Padan Fain, a powerful servant of the dark lord (and Rand's arch-nemesis) Ba'alzaman.  The quest takes Rand and his party to a land recently conquered by a cruel society invading from across the ocean.  It is here that the struggle to recover the missing items reaches its climax, culminating in another big confrontation between Rand and Ba'alzamon (I'm beginning to suspect that this will be the case at the end of each book).  A subplot within the story is the ordeal of the women Egwene, Nynaeve, Elayne, and Min as they are betrayed into slavery to the conquering Seanchan by an Aes Sedai named Liandrin and struggle on their own to escape.  There are several other characters who figure into the story, including some from the first book Eye of the World and a few newly introduced here.

If there is a theme to be examined here in The Great Hunt, and in the Wheel of Time series as a whole, it is the struggle between the notions of free will and predestined fate for an individual.  Rand, like so many other protagonists in other series (Richard Raul, Frodo, Harry Potter, Neo, etc.) is deemed "The One", upon whom everyone else depends to deliver them from the clutches of the evil one.  And like the others I've mentioned, he rebels against his seeming helplessness to resist the various forces that relentlessly drive him toward accepting the role of savior that he so strongly wants to deny.  With the Wheel of Time alluded to by the series title, time itself is circular and reincarnation the rule: Rand is forced into confrontation after confrontation with his evil counterpart through life after life...it reminds me of an old Star Trek episode in which two men from different universes are forced into eternal battle in a kind of "middle" zone, between one who wants to cross a boundary and cause complete annihilation of everything, and the other who sacrifices himself to prevent this and save all of creation.  I expect more of the same in future books.  I like this series so far, but I also see so many subplots going on with so many characters (with a lot more to come, I'm confident) that it's starting to resemble the chaotic world in George R.R. Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire series.  I'm beginning to see how, in the end, it might well take up to fourteen volumes in order to just tie up all the loose ends...

Delving Back Into Old Science Fiction Short Stories

I have a large collection of old science fiction short story anthologies.  Back in the 1980s Isaac Asimov and Martin Greenberg undertook a project to assemble what they considered to be the best sci-fi short stories published each year from 1939 through 1963, a span of time that they termed "The Golden Age of Science Fiction".  I tend to agree with that appellation: these stories tend to tower above others within this genre. I know this because I bought every volume in the series!  Each book is titled The Great SF Stories, followed by a number.  "1" represents 1939, "2" is 1940...and so on to "25" (1963).  After this series ended, Donald A. Wollheim began his own series, titled The [year] Annual World's Best SF Stories, covering material originally published from 1964 through 1990.  I own those as well. Since then, Gardner Dozois has been engaged to this day editing his own popular annual science-fiction short story anthologies. And there have been other "year's best science fiction" series as well.  But my favorite series is the older Asimov/Greenberg one.

In recent years I've gone more for full-length novels than short stories, and those old anthologies have fallen into storage instead of use.  But I'm thinking of pulling them back out and reading them.  This would be a lot easier if I could digitalize them and put them on my Kindle...  

Just Finished Rereading C.S. Lewis' The Silver Chair

I just finished rereading another book in the Chronicles of Narnia series by C.S. Lewis.  This one, titled The Silver Chair, is the next-to-last book in this series, at least as the narrative unravels chronologically...although I believe that Lewis wrote it before a couple of others.  It is one of only two novels that completely exclude any of the Pevensie children (Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy) who are the series' main characters (besides Aslan, that is).  However, there are other visitors from our world as Eustace (from The Voyage of the Dawn Treader) returns from Earth to the fantasy world of Narnia, this time along with a girl named Jill as they go there to escape bullying from their "experimental" school (reminds me where I went to school).  Although Eustace and Jill believe that they made their choice to get to Narnia by their own free will, their encounters with the Narnian lion lord Aslan indicate that it was he who put the idea into their heads...and that he has an important mission for them.  They are to seek out and free from bondage Rilian, the imprisoned son of now-very-old King Caspian (of two previous books). The Prince just happens to be in the Underworld under a spell cast by a witch queen very reminiscent of the enemy in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.  But first Aslan gives Jill specific instructions about what to do at specific times...instructions that both Jill and Eustace (when he hears of them) generally fail to implement.  But Aslan is faithful to his own plan for Rilian's deliverance and engineers events to aid the children in their quest in spite of their mistakes.  One crucial element is the addition of a peculiar man-like Narnian named Puddleglum, a "marshwiggle" with a comically morose and spindly appearance and demeanor...who entertains a completely erroneous notion of how others see him.  Puddleglum tends to take over the story with his antics and turns out to be a great hero in the effort to release Rilian.  I can see that Lewis had a lot of fun developing this character!

The "silver chair" in the story's title is an enchanted silver chair that the evil witch queen binds Rilian to whenever her enchantments on him, which cause him to forget who he is and place him under her domination, begin to wear off.  This chair to me symbolizes the spiritual bondage that Christians suffer at times in their walk through life.  That makes sense, because after all, the entire Chronicles of Narnia series is an allegory of Christianity, with the lion Aslan representing the Christ of mercy, justice, redemption, and divine power.

Ultimately, as in all of the other Narnia tales, Aslan must intervene in order to set the wrongs to right and mete out justice and mercy in his own measure.  Specifically how it all ends...I'll leave that to you, the reader, to find out for yourself.  The Silver Chair, although not one of my favorite Narnia books, is worth reading if for no other reason than for its depiction of that Puddleglum, a depiction that somehow reminds me of gloomy and hilarious Stan Laurel of Laurel and Hardy fame. Who knows, maybe Lewis, a contemporary of Laurel, used him as a model...

Seasonal Change and My Running

With it currently being in the middle of spring, my home region of north central Florida is kicking in to the warm, and eventually hot, weather.  Along with this comes an unofficial end to the competitive running season in this area, at least as far as the longer distances are concerned.  I did manage to get in one half-marathon race a couple of months ago, but for various reasons never got around to another. With the exception of the Lake Minneola half-marathon down in Lake County this coming weekend, I don't see anything offered in Florida besides those sadistic-sounding trail races near Miami, held once a month during the worst of the summertime. There are, to be sure, still those local fundraising 5K events that appear on the racing calendar: there's one this Saturday on the University of Florida campus and one several miles west, in the town of Bell.  And on Saturday, May 10, an interesting early evening 5K is set for Tioga, just west of Gainesville.  Maybe I'll enter one of these, but regardless I think it's time I begin to seriously consider getting myself into better condition for the longer races in the fall.  And this  doesn't just involve running longer and harder in practice: I've gained quite a bit of weight over the past year or so and have to deal with that extra load each time I plant my foot on the ground and push ahead on each run.  Time to be more rational with my eating...

I just underwent an annual medical exam that cleared me for another year regarding a condition that I have been afflicted with since birth but didn't find out about until a little less than three years ago.  Did the tests I just underwent show any worsening? No, if anything, things seem to be better, so I am happy to feel empowered and medically cleared to go back to my running...although those days of training for full-length marathons may be a past memory.  I'm also going to have to figure out a way to handle this problem of my seasonal respiratory allergies, with all of this pollen in the air...   

Discussing Languages As I Plod Along

I'm currently about 70% through reading The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt.  In it the protagonist, a young man named Theo, has as a dubious friend someone named "Boris", with whom he went to high school for a spell.  Boris speaks several languages fluently, including Polish, Ukrainian, and Russian..all of which he picked up from early childhood and from living in countries that spoke them. Theo, who speaks only English, tries to learn more Russian by taking classes...his progress is naturally slow.  When he meets back up with his old friend after a few years' absence, Boris quickly dismisses the worth of all of Theo's linguistic endeavors, claiming that all he needed to speak Russian was to spend a month in Moscow.  Or, I might add, to either have been born there or to have had parents who spoke it to him from early childhood.  I think that's how a lot of people see learning languages as well...that it's a waste of time to study it on your own away from where the targeted language is spoken seems to be the consensus opinion. I never run across others like me who enjoy gradually getting to know different languages by self-study.  No, either they speak whatever language it is as a first language or they picked it up by living abroad.  I know a couple of people who underwent intense language training in the military and used their abilities in intelligence work.  But none can relate to me about language in the way that I see it. Even if I go somewhere, even to Moscow as fictional Boris suggests to fictional Theo, and learn to speak Russian...and there's nothing wrong with that, maybe it's a good idea...I'm still left with the other languages I like to study as well.  What am I supposed to do, become a travel junkie?

Once I was taking a class in Polish at the University of Florida.  At the time, in the late 1970s, UF had a student exchange arrangement with a college in Poznan, Poland...hence the existence of this class, largely to train students planning to go there.  I took the class because I wanted to know more about Polish.  One of my classmates, who wasn't going on the study abroad trip to Poland but had learned Russian by dint of having been in military intelligence, was also taking the class. One day before class we were speaking casually and I happened to bring up to this individual something specific to how some nouns in Polish were declined (Polish is linguistically, like Latin, a very synthetic language in which declensions and conjugations abound). This dude suddenly broke in on me and curtly told me in no uncertain terms that he did not go for discussing grammar like that: that wasn't how "he" looked at languages.  End of conversation...that put a serious damper on my ability to communicate with this talented but self-centered and rude individual. His irrational abruptness at my having brought up an aspect of Polish grammar, in a Polish language class no less, may seem to be an extreme case, but it is an example of the irony of people who refuse to discuss aspects of the languages they speak.  It reminds me of those scenes in the The Matrix when Trinity suddenly finds herself in need of knowing how to fly a helicopter, or when Neo wants to learn martial arts.  They both simply have the knowledge and ability downloaded by computer straight into their brains in a matter of minutes. There's no way they could discuss with anyone how they learned what they learned; such conversations would be meaningless to them.  I think that people in general nowadays see language learning that way: if it doesn't come quickly and effortlessly, then you're a fool for trying it. And don't dare ever to try discussing Polish grammar with a linguistic diva...

The Way I Like to Watch Baseball

Although I take an interest in how various major league baseball teams are doing in the standings, while at the same time usually rooting for one team over another while watching a particular game, winning or losing is not why I enjoy watching baseball...and by that I mean "watching baseball on television".  No, it doesn't matter whether the score is close or not, or how late or early it is...covering an inning in baseball is like a mini-game in itself.  Or should I say "half-inning".

Each half-inning is a little, complete story in itself...furthermore, each at-bat within each half-inning is its own story, too.  It's all about base positions, the ball-strike count, and how each individual hitter strategizes to handle the strategies of the pitcher.  This fascinates me, and also enables me to tune in and out of baseball games with ease, half-inning by half-inning.  Add to that the familiarity I am gradually attaining about the players on the teams I follow and baseball doesn't have to be the boring spectator sport that I've heard so many describe it to be.  Plus, there are little aspects to it here and there that give it a flavor peculiar to the sport.  For example, in a Miami Marlins home game yesterday one of the batters hit a long home run that landed in a pool.  One of the fans then promptly dove into it to retrieve the ball (with his cellphone hand held high out of the water).  Or when the bat girl in left field foul territory promptly scooted over and deftly fielded a ground ball...that had just been ruled fair.  Or the tale end of last night's Yankee-Rays game when New York manager Joe Girardi, seeing his team hopelessly behind 14-1 to Tampa Bay with one more inning to pitch, decided to send utility infielder Dean Anna  in to pitch it instead of using up someone from his pitching staff.  Anna gave up a couple of runs, and his pitches all looked like they were being thrown in slow motion...but he got a lot of them over the plate in the strike zone.  The cameras panned the Tampa Bay dugout, showing the grinning and laughing pitchers (including their ace David Price) watching this display.  I liked that stand-in pitcher if for no other reason that he took almost no time between pitches...how refreshing!

I'm looking forward to seeing more "diamond duels" this spring and summer, half-inning by half-inning...

Major League Baseball Standings So Far

It has been almost three weeks since the start of the Major League Baseball regular season.  Too early at this point to discern many significant trends, it's still fun to check up and see how teams are doing in the standings, especially in the East Divisions where I'm concentrating my attention (as well as the Chicago and Los Angeles teams in the other divisions).

In the American League East, first and last place are separated by only three games, with the New York Yankees on top at 10-7 and the Boston Red Sox in the cellar at 7-10.  Everyone else is bunched in the middle, around .500: Baltimore (8-7), Toronto (9-8), Tampa Bay (8-9).

 In the National League East, Atlanta has propelled itself into first place (11-5), largely through excellent pitching and early dominance over Washington.  The Nationals at 10-7 are right behind, doing it with their bats and benefiting from early-season dominance over Miami, which largely because of their difficulty in beating the Nationals is in last place at 7-10, just behind Philadelphia at 7-9.  The New York Mets, which just dealt away first-baseman Ike Davis to Pittsburgh, are in the middle at 8-8.

The Chicago teams, both in the Central Divisions, are struggling a little, the Cubs more in the National League (4-11, dead last) than the White Sox in the American (8-9, fourth place but only a game out of first).  The Cubs have displayed some really poor fielding over the games I've seen them play...but there was one inning yesterday when their pitcher Jeff Samardzija teamed up with first baseman Anthony Rizzo to execute three consecutive sparkling ground ball plays at first.  But that sort of play regrettably has been the exception, not the rule. The surprise standout team in their division has been the Milwaukee Brewers (12-5), not the three other teams from it that made the playoffs last year (St. Louis, Pittsburgh, and Cincinnati)

The Los Angeles clubs seem to be faring well, with the NL Dodgers tied for the lead in their West Division at 10-7, despite having their premier starting pitcher Clay Kershaw out with a back injury for the start of the season.  The Angels in the AL are smack in the middle at 8-8.

It's too early to tell how all of these teams will do over the course of the season.  Right now, besides noting the promising performances of the Braves and Dodgers, and the slipshod play of the Cubs, it seems that all the others are just trading wins and losses with each other right now...  

Foreign Languages...and Me

I am an enthusiast for the study of foreign languages...although I am in no way an expert on them, either from the standpoint of being a linguist or of being terribly fluent in any.  But it is part of the tapestry of who I have become over the years that I am attracted to different languages and enjoy studying some of them on a regular basis. 

Spanish was "my" foreign language that I took through high school.  It a seemed a logical choice to study because, after all, I was living in close proximity to Miami.  But it wasn't until I left high school and went to college that I actually developed an interest in learning it.  The first foreign language I studied as a personal interest turned out to be German, starting in 1974. At this time I began to watch more Spanish-language television as well.  My German teacher (and one of my all-time favorite educators), Fred Curry, was methodical and clear about presenting the basics...and because of this I realized that I could take upon myself more individualized study of other languages.  He later began teaching Russian in 1976...at this time I learned the Cyrillic script used in that language and can write and read in it as well as in the Roman script.  I also took a class in introductory French in which I learned that, all surface appearances to the contrary, written French is quite easy to pronounce as long as you know the rules.  During the summer of that year, while listening to my shortwave radio one night, the mainland Chinese international  English language service had a program teaching Mandarin (the official national dialect of Chinese).  It was then that I was introduced to the concept of tones, which are important in Chinese (as well as other languages like Vietnamese, Thai, and Burmese).  Later, in 1981, I purchased the entire set of Chinese textbooks by Doug DeFrancis (published by Yale University Press) and went through them all, learning the writing system and amassing about 1,700 characters, which I continue to review on a weekly basis from memory.  In spite of this, I in no way felt competent in the language and have always regarded it as a work in progress...as is the case with the other languages I have been studying.  From 1979 and into the early 1980s I knew a few Vietnamese people who put up with me practicing their language with them when they probably would have just preferred practicing their English with me.  Of all the languages I've studied, it is Vietnamese that I have used the most in direct communication with others. I also briefly studied Polish and Arabic...and took a class in introductory Japanese in 1989 at UF. 

Currently I am engaged in studying seven different languages: Chinese, German, Russian, Spanish, Japanese, Hindi, and Hungarian.  Daily I write out sentences and practice vocabulary in them, using the learning site Quizlet to help with vocabulary.  My progress is painstakingly slow...especially by the standards of the world.  But I enjoy it as much as (or more so than) someone watching their favorite TV shows or going out to play golf.  It is a satisfying, positive, and progressive kind of recreation for me. I have no doubt that living for a time abroad and becoming completely immersed in a particular language would dramatically expedite my learning, but I currently have no such plans.  Still, who knows what the future will bring... 

NBA Playoffs Approaching

The National Basketball Association has finally reached the end of its long 82-game regular season and is now ready for the playoffs. Although there are some surprise teams that made it this year (Toronto, Charlotte, and Washington), the great majority of this year's 16-team field are experienced in the post-season.  This is all in spite of the supposed parity in the league that would provide the best of the new entering talent in the annual draft to the teams at the bottom.  Instead, though, we have the same teams year after year fighting it out for supremacy.  So ancient San Antonio walks away with the best overall record and Oklahoma City is right on their heels in the Western Conference.  The familiar faces of Houston, Los Angeles (Clippers), Portland, Golden State, Dallas, and Memphis round out the field there and promise some pretty competitive series in the weeks to come.  The Eastern Conference had been dominated by Indiana and two-time defending champion Miami, but each has floundered in the closing weeks and don't seem much better than the rest of the field...especially teams like Brooklyn, Chicago, and aforementioned Toronto. And Atlanta somehow managed to avoid missing the playoffs with a late-season surge, in spite of their momentous mid-season slump and overall losing record.  But I expect both the Pacers and the Heat to pick things up and keep advancing toward a repeat showdown with each other.  I'm looking forward to all the playoff action...

As for the teams I'm rooting for the most, I'd like to see Miami and Brooklyn do well in the East and San Antonio and Memphis succeed in the West.  I think a Heat-Spurs repeat finals would be perfect...

Presidents Past, Present, and Potential

Ever since the so-called "Bridgegate" scandal that I believe was designed by the opponents of New Jersey's governor Chris Christie to eliminate from presidential consideration the one Republican in the country who was consistently outpolling Hillary Clinton, his name has faded and suddenly, almost out of the blue, former Florida governor Jeb Bush has been getting a lot more press attention.  H-m-m, I'm sure that's just a coincidence, or is it...

I've always had a higher opinion of Jeb than his brother George W., and wish that he instead had served as president from 2001 to 2009.  But back in 1994, when the two brothers were simultaneously running for governor in two important states, George won Texas in a squeaker over Ann Richards while Jeb lost Florida, also in a squeaker, to Lawton Chiles.  This gave George the political advantage over his brother by already having been in office for more than one term before the 2000 election.  Meanwhile Jeb, who ran again in Florida and won in 1998, was only in there a couple of years and was behind his brother on the national political scene.  Had things happened just a tiny bit different in Texas and Florida in '94, our history no doubt would have been vastly different.  Of course, the same could be said about the 2000 presidential election when, in Palm Beach, Florida, a misguided "butterfly" ballot design caused thousands of voters to vote for Pat Buchanan instead of Al Gore, handing that state (and the election) over to Bush by just over a 500-vote margin.

George W. Bush, who liked to pride himself as being a "decider" while in office, nevertheless was heavily dependent on his vice-president and advisors for the direction that led to his "deciding".  From my experience living in the state for which he was governor for eight years, I feel that Jeb is someone who tends to think more for himself and uses those around him more for information and less for direction.  But please don't get the notion that George W.'s emphasis was necessarily wrong: our current president Barack Obama also seems crystal clear about his own sense of direction for the country...but unfortunately often seems to display an unsettling and frustrating degree of indecision.

Rachel Maddow on MSNBC continues her almost nightly obsession to nail Chris Christie as the mastermind to the bridge closings on the Hudson River late last year that tied up traffic for a while.  But this story has lost its traction and I don't hear too many others, even on MSNBC, which is noted for its more liberal, pro-Democratic Party leanings, pushing this story.  But the damage has been done to Christie, at least in the short term.  Don't think that I'm being partisan here, though.  What happened to Christie recently is nothing compared to what I believe will be unleashed against Hillary Clinton in the next couple of years by HER opposition in the media (especially on Fox News Channel)...

Just Finished Reading (Again) The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

In my reexamination of C.S. Lewis' Chronicles of Narnia series, I just finished reading The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, his third written and published of the series and the fifth in the chronological order of the ongoing narrative.  In this book, Edmund and Lucy find themselves visiting their spoiled, selfish cousin Eustace...and are all suddenly sucked up through a picture of a sailing ship in the bedroom. The next thing they know, they are back in the company of King Caspian of Narnia, this time on the open sea as he is sailing eastward with his crew on a boat naturally called "Dawn Treader" on a quest to find and return seven loyal lords of his father who had fled when his usurping uncle had murdered him and assumed the throne.  Also, it has been rumored that beyond the very end of the world, which lies at the edge of this sea, stands the Lion Lord Aslan's kingdom where his subjects can live throughout eternity with him.  Reepicheep, a talking Narnian mouse, who is known for his bravery and chivalrous honor and was introduced in the previous book Prince Caspian, is on the Dawn Treader for this expressed purpose. They encounter a number of adventures on their quest, including being captured and sold into slavery (and subsequently rescued by one of the lords they are looking for).  Eustace learns a lesson about selfishness, greed, and caring for others on an island when he walks away from the others and eventually finds himself in a dragon's lair in a hidden valley.  This story-within-the-story, of Eustace and the nature of the dragon he "encounters" upon awakening there is my favorite section of the book.  Hint: Aslan figures greatly in the resolution of the adventure and Eustace's safe return to his companions on their trip.  For most of the rest of the voyage, they engage in a sort of island-hopping, meeting up with peculiar situations and people (including a young woman with whom Caspian becomes enamored) as they eventually account for the remainder of the missing lords.  The most memorable of these visits is on a mysterious island populated by invisible people who demand that Caspian and his friends find, in their magician lord's book of spells, a way to make them visible again.  Lucy bravely undertakes this task and then undergoes her own personal temptations, for which Aslan suddenly appears to help her deal with.  They meet the magician, who turns out not at all as sinister as the Dufflepuds, who are what those invisible strange folks call themselves, had been claiming. The spell is reversed, the Dufflepuds are rendered visible once again, and their true appearance is, well, quite a surprise.  As well as is the true identity and origin of that magician.

At the very end of Dawn Treader, they suitably reach the very end of the world, and Reepicheep sees his opportunity.  Aslan is there, too, and he has sobering news for Caspian, Edmund and Lucy. But I'll leave all that to you, the reader, to discover for yourself.

When I first read through The Chronicles of Narnia a few years ago, I decided then that The Voyage of the Dawn Treader was my favorite of all the books.  I still like it a lot, but now I prefer The Horse and His Boy. The Voyage of the Dawn Treader has also been made into a movie (I hear that it didn't do too well at the box office).   I'd like to watch it sometime if, nor no other reason, than to see how the movie treated the written versions of Eustace's dragon adventure and the account of those strange characters, the Dufflepuds... 

Houston Should Pick Manziel in First Round of NFL Draft

From time to time I tune in to one of the sports talk radio shows on my AM radio dial.  Sometimes they are discussing football matters, which can be a little difficult to listen to in April, on the opposite side of the year from the football season.  Still, the folks running college and professional football are shrewd enough to schedule essentially around-the-year events to draw interest, even this far away from any games (except arena football, which also in a shrewd way is going on right now).  One of the premier events about to happen is the NFL draft.  Naturally, the greatest interest spent here is the first round, when the top prospects coming out of college get picked by teams, usually by order of how badly those teams did the previous year.  And this time around, there's no team that was as bad in 2013 as was the Houston Texans.  The consensus pick among the sports media seems to be that the Number One overall choice, and hence Houston's first round pick, will be defensive end Jadeveon Clowney from South Carolina. However, just a few miles from Houston, Texas, on Interstate 45 lies College Station, the site of Texas A&M University where "Johnny Football" quarterback Johnny Manziel just completed his exciting college football career.  Manziel decided after his junior year to enter the NFL draft and is expected to go high, probably in the first round.  But the talking heads on sports radio seem to think that he isn't up to the level of the National Football League, and that the Texans should select Clowney or someone else and bypass Manziel.

One of Houston's glaring problems this past season has been its lack of an effective quarterback, ultimately the most crucial and central position on a team.  Manziel has consistently shown his passing talent, as well as an ability to adjust quickly to opposing defensive schemes.  Against Alabama in a losing effort last year, Manziel helped spur his team, in a close game, to 42 points against what was generally regarded as the best college defense in the country. One of the criticisms against him is that he is too small for the NFL, but then so was Drew Brees, or all-time record rusher Emmitt Smith for that matter...if you believe the experts.  The most important trait I see in an effective quarterback is the ability to QUICKLY size up, at the start of each play, what's going on with the defense and what the options are to get around them.  A good offensive line will help buy time to do this, but if a quarterback can't quickly adjust and put the ball into play then it won't do much good anyway.  Conversely, a sharp quarterback can compensate for a deficient offensive line.  I believe that Manziel has the ability to be like those successful NFL quarterbacks who can make those decisions and move the ball down the field.  Besides, with the automatic huge fan base Manziel brings to Houston and the southeastern Texas area, sellouts are most likely to become commonplace with the Texans should they make him their franchise quarterback.  But neither business acumen nor successful team-building is necessarily the rule when it comes to the draft...

In 2010, after Tim Tebow finished his Heisman Trophy/two national championship stint at the nearby University of Florida in Gainesville, the Jacksonville Jaguars, desperate for a decent quarterback, had a chance to draft him.  It's true that Tebow isn't the archetypical NFL quarterback prospect.  For one, he's a bit off with his passing accuracy.  For another, he seems to have some difficulty with sizing up defensive strategies as a play is developing.  But Tebow is a strong exhorter and leader, and makes a team better than its parts.  He also is a terrific rusher and can poke gaping holes in opposing defenses just by taking the ball and plowing on ahead.  But even more than that, Tim Tebow would have solved Jacksonville's consistently woeful attendance problems by filling up their stadium game after game.  So what did they do? They bypassed him...and still have quarterback problems after awful 2010, 2011, 2012, and 2013 seasons.

Houston may be about to make a similar mistake with Manziel... 

Just Finished Reading Terry Goodkind's Chainfire

I have just completed my reading of Chainfire, which is the ninth book in Terry Goodkind's The Sword of Truth fantasy series.  Depending on where you get the information from, I now either have just two more books to go through until I finish the eleven-part series or there are more books as well...for Goodkind continues to write novels about protagonists Richard and Kahlan to this present day.  But for my own sake I will cap it at eleven.  I expect some serious resolution to this series in the next two books, titled Phantom and Confessor. Maybe in the subsequent books a new story line begins (I hope).

Chainfire is a mystery novel, even regarding the cryptic nature of its title. It revolves around the disappearance of Kahlan and the erasure of anyone's memory of her ever having existed...with the one exception of Richard, who spends a great amount of time and effort trying to convince all of the doubters around him.  In spite of his (and ultimately my) frustration with this, it all is explainable in the end.  But Richard, in order to find out what has happened to her, has to go on his own quest in the face of being regarded as mentally ill by others, who think that he has invented Kahlan in his mind.  Since I already wrote about Kahlan being in subsequent novels, I suppose you can assume that she IS real (in the context of this work of fantasy fiction, that is).  It's a little touchy for me to decide how much to tell about how Chainfire ends because, as is the case with stories in general, I don't want to ruin the experience for anyone interested in tackling this series for themselves.  But I will say that Chainfire is not a complete story like the previous eight Sword of Truth books; there are many significant loose threads and perils that must be dealt with in the last two books of what is essentially a trilogy embedded within an eleven-volume series.  But I felt good about the ending and am quite eager to embark on Phantom, the next book...

Our Overwhelmingly Ignored City Commission Election

The final run-off vote for the open Gainesville City Commission at-large seat was held this past Tuesday.  Melissa and I managed to get out to our precinct late in the afternoon and vote our preferences in this race, which happened to be the only thing on the ballot.  Two Democrats, the more traditionally liberal Helen Warren and the more conservative Annie Orlando with her curious environmentalist/Sierra Club ties, had been running neck-and-neck in the first election.  Who knows who would win this run-off election?  So once again, while continuing to note stories being put out on MSNBC about how different states under Republican administrations were trying to suppress the vote, more than 85% of the eligible Gainesville voters freely decided on their own NOT to participate in this particular election.  As it turns out, Warren won in a squeaker by just a little more than a hundred votes.  One of my acquaintances, who has a passionately hard-right orientation to her political opinions and has all politicians starkly divided between the "good guys" and the "bad guys", was infuriated that Orlando could lose to Warren.  For myself, I could have accepted either result; my main gripe is about the overwhelming "vote" among our citizens to abdicate their hard-fought-for right and ignore the election.  We had our brave young men and women sent over as soldiers to Iraq and put their lives on the line, in part to help bring democracy to that suffering land...and those Iraqis bravely responded on a massive scale to vote, even in the face of death threats.  But look at how casually we take voting for granted over here. We have compulsory jury duty...I don't see 85% of those summoned failing to respond to their summons.  How is voting essentially different from jury duty?.  Aren't both crucial civic duties for a democratic republic that is ruled by law? I think we've got our priorities confused if we think of mandating people to buy health insurance policies from private companies before mandating them to get off their butts and go vote...

Some Comments on Gutfeld

Greg Gutfeld is an interesting character.  He is a commentator on the Fox News Channel, hosting his own show called Red Eye as well as appearing regularly on their The Five, which appropriately comes on at 5 PM weekday afternoons. Politically, he is staunchly in the camp of the conservative Republicans, venting much of his righteous wrath with angry-sounding tirades against Obama and Obamacare. In spite of this, though, I get the impression that it's all a mischievous, fun game to him.  Sometimes I agree with him and sometimes I don't.  One issue that I'm on Gutfeld's side about is the suffocating degree of political correctness regarding what you can't say if you don't want to be accused of being a "hater" (read my recent article about two politically incorrect words).  In this he is also, like me, sensitive to the double standard I see where it's apparently O.K. to trash practicing Christians but it's bigotry and hate if you say anything critical about Islam.  I say let all the criticism flow freely about any faith and its practitioners ...and put it all out there on the table for discussion.

Greg Gutfeld is funny and makes me smile, even when he is off on one of his anti-Obama rants (I tend to be more supportive of the President). His show Red Eye, though, makes little sense to me with all of the nauseatingly silly, giggling guests sitting around the table trying to sound witty.  They aren't witty.  No, Gutfeld's best show is definitely The Five.  But he said something the other day on it that I have to take issue with: his contention that the Republicans are better on civil rights because they were the party of Lincoln and they freed the slaves and brought about Reconstruction. That may have been true from the time that the Republican party was formed in 1854 until the great financial crisis rocking this country in 1873...when they essentially decided to abandon Reconstruction and the rights of freed blacks in the South and instead became the party of the wealthy and big business.  They stacked the U.S. Supreme Court with justices who took the crucial Fourteenth Amendment that would grant equal rights to blacks and allowed individual states to apply it as they saw fit by drastically restricting its application to cases strictly involving interstate activity.  Instead, incredibly, they then applied the due process clause contained within that amendment to protect big business in case after case that they heard for a period spanning decades.  And of course the Republicans were only too happy to abandon Reconstruction and their "Radical" label in 1876 when, after stealing that year's presidential election between their guy Rutherford Hayes and the real winner Samuel Tilden, they played the card of withdrawing federal troops enforcing Reconstruction from the South to appease southern states that had voted for Tilden in the election but whose electoral votes had been handed over to Hayes. 

But that's all pretty old history, anyway, as far as I can see it. I like to think that, on some issues at least, people in general have become more enlightened.  I think things with race are better than they were, but I also think we still have a long, long way to go.   But Gutfeld's historical take on it leaves something to be desired.  Those pro-segregationist white Southern Democrats he speaks of who opposed civil rights for blacks for decades went over in droves to the Republican Party in the 1970s and 1980s. So with this flip-flop regarding parties, it is pointless to go back in history and try to credit your political party now for something that happened in the distant past.
   
Greg Gutfeld has a new book out now titled Not Cool, which I am currently in the process of reading.  More on this later...

Enjoying Major League Baseball on TV

For the past week and a half, I have been enjoying the opening games in the Major League Baseball regular season.  As I had written in an earlier article, I decided to focus my attention on the East Division teams in each league, with the intent on getting to know the lineups by position, batting order, and pitching rotations.  It's been fun looking these things up on the computer...ESPN is a great reference.  I click on "MLB", then "Teams", then the team in the pop-up window, then either its depth chart or "Transactions" (which lists players out with injuries).  Some of the teams I've seen play more than others...naturally I see more of the Tampa Bay Rays and Miami Marlins but also the Toronto Blue Jays, Philadelphia Phillies, and especially the Washington Nationals.  So far the only team in the East I've missed has been the New York Mets, but it's just a matter of time before they show up on my screen.  The team that impresses me the most so far is Washington.

I also decided that it would be a good idea to take the other four divisions in baseball and pick one team in each to follow and get to know as well.  Logically, I picked the biggest markets...so I am also following the Chicago White Sox and Los Angeles Angels in the American League and the Chicago Cubs and Los Angeles Dodgers in the National. 

I was lucky this first week in April in that my local cable provider was giving us a free sneak preview to both HBO and the Major League Baseball channels.  So for a while I was channel surfing back and forth among several games at a time...as well as Game of Thrones (which seemed to be going on 24/7 on one of the HBO channels).  But that freebie is over now, and I am confined to watching either the Rays/Marlins games on a couple of Florida sports channels, Cubs/White Sox games on WGN, assorted games on the MLB Network (which isn't a premium channel on my cable lineup), or whatever ESPN happens to be offering.  As it turns out, the MLB Network is the only one right now offering a game, but it is a good one: Boston Red Sox at the New York Yankees!