How are you doing? Remember when you’d automatically say “Fine”? Now nobody is fine.
We’re all programmed from our caveman days with a fight-or-flight system, but there’s a big difference between a predator stepping out in front of us and COVID-19.
They’re both threats, but the predator is what we’d call an acute short-term threat. This is really what our system was developed to handle. There’s something there, I have to do something now and you do something.
With COVID the threat is chronic. It’s there all the time. Not only is it chronic, it’s undefined, it’s ambiguous, and it’s not even just the virus. It’s the economic impact of the virus, it’s the lifestyle changes, it’s the isolation, it’s the not being able to hug people we would like to hug, that is all feeding into this threat system.
We really evolved to take on short-term acute threats. We attack it, we deal with it, or we run away. Either way, within a short period of time, the incident may be over and then we can relax and get down from it. But in a situation like the COVID situation we’re in now, we don’t even know how long this is going to go on, and it’s a threat at multiple levels, very significant levels for a very long time. So it’s a chronic threat of the most extreme kind and that is not what our system was designed to handle.
Al Kaline played all 22 years of his career as a right fielder for the Detroit Tigers, played in 18 All-Star games, won 10 Gold Gloves, a World Series in 1968, had 3,007 hits, 399 home runs, a .297 batting average and was a first-ballot Hall of Famer.
He died today at the age of 85.
On his 80th birthday, he said: “To this day, I can’t believe the life I’ve had. I wanted to be a baseball player — and do the one thing I was good at.
“Even now, I love it so much.”
RIP Al Kaline
I’ve taken up meditation. Or rather I’ve taken to calling taking naps “meditation.” What’s the difference? You close your eyes, clear your mind . . . same goddamn thing.
I’m hearing a lot of people questioning why our country wasn’t better prepared for the coronavirus pandemic.
Which countries were prepared? Can you get me a list?
Were you prepared for everything that’s happened in your life? You weren’t? Do you consider yourself inadequate? Were you prepared for tragedy?
Who is prepared for the unimaginable?
My fellow Americans –
Another presidential election year is upon us! I saw one of the Democratic candidates, Sleepy Joe Biden, on the television talking about the current coronavirus outbreak with Jake Tapper, who asked him, “What, if anything, do you think you would be doing differently if you were president right now?”
“I know what I would have done differently,” Biden exclaimed. “What we did in the Ebola crisis!”
(The 2014-2016 Ebola outbreak was in Western Africa. The heroes of that story were the medical workers who actually went to Africa at the risk of their own lives to combat it.)
Because Tapper, like the rest of the CNN punchinellos, is a Democratic water carrier, he refrained from expressing any astonishment regarding the irrelevance of the Ebola crisis, and also refrained from asking what would have been an obvious and good follow-up question:
“According to the CDC, in the 2009 H1N1 outbreak, also known as the swine flu, approximately 60.8 million Americans contracted the disease and 12,469 of them died. That number is an approximation and the actual number may be more than 18,000. How would you grade your handling of the H1N1 outbreak?”
Ric Flair‘s son, Reid Flair, died of an overdose of heroin, Klonopin and Xanax. It seems like one alone would be sufficient but he evidently needed more help than most people to calm down!
(The death occurred in 2013 but I just read about it this week.)
Bernie Sanders briefed by U.S. officials that Russia is trying to help his presidential campaign — Washington Post
Wait, I thought the precedent set under the Obama administration was to not brief the campaign and get an illegal warrant to surveil staffers?
I know it’s customary in talking about whiskey to talk about “notes” of vanilla, toffee, hammers, etc.
But let me just say that I like my whiskeys the way I like my women: dark and rich.
The innovation is the warm, vinegar-flavored rice and the wide, almost circular cut of the fish. Also, unlike Oshima (in this reviewer’s opinion, the best sushi establishment in Orange County), the chef did not have such a pronounced accent that I couldn’t understand what he was saying when he presented the fish.
Try to maintain your equanimity when you see the bill, which for us came to about $120 per person (no sake or other beverages), so you don’t look like a rube.
Ninety-five percent of your murders — murderers and murder victims — fit one M.O. You can just take the description, Xerox it and pass it out to all the cops. They are male, minorities, 16 to 25. That’s true in New York. That’s true in virtually every city.
That’s an old quote from Democratic presidential candidate Michael Bloomberg, cited in “The Notorious Michael R. Bloomberg: His racist stop-and-frisk policy as New York mayor can’t be forgotten.” in the New York Times.
My first thought is, instead of jumping right to calling the man a “racist” (translation: “anyone who disagrees with me”), run the numbers and tell us if the statement is true. My sense is that he might be a little off on the numbers but not a lot.
And my second thought is that the statement is both sexist and ageist but to my knowledge no one has objected to anything but the racial angle.
More than a hundred faculty members at Ball State University signed a letter to the student newspaper saying, in part, “We support our students of color as they deal with the trauma of these events and navigate its fallout.”
The traumatic events, as it turns out, are that a marketing professor asked a black student to move to a different seat in the classroom and the student declined to move.
First, why make a racial thing out of it? If my son, who is not black, were asked by a college professor to move seats, my hope is that he would would move seats, and if he didn’t want to move, he’d move anyway.
Certainly there’s room for personal interpretation, but to me a traumatic event would be, say, losing a limb, or witnessing a murder. Being asked to move seats in a classroom is not a traumatic event.
I teach classes and I not infrequently politely ask students to move if it seems that they’ve got themselves on an island too far away from the rest of the group.
Who is helped by revving up numskulls to think that being asked to switch seats in a classroom is a traumatic event?
The Speaker’s decision to tear up the SOTU speech was A) childish; and B) well . . . I can’t think of a succinct word for B, but bear in mind that a number of people were recognized during the speech: The Tuskegee Airman and his great-grandson, people honored for service to country, people who have lost family members, and so on . . . I’d like to get a sound bite on how they felt about having the document ripped up.
Especially the bereaved. How did it feel to have the public record of your loss ripped up right in front of you?
I’d like to see party leaders — and adults in general, really — have the mental capacity and self-control and whatever it takes to refrain from doing something like that.
Insider has an interview with Harvey Weinstein’s lead defense attorney, Donna Rotunno, who calls herself the “ultimate feminist.”
Feminists and Weinstein accusers say they’ve been repulsed by her comments, accusing her of victim blaming.
Rotunno says women have fought for decades to be viewed as equal to men, and now they need to start taking on some of the responsibility that comes with it.
In addition to fighting for Weinstein’s acquittal, Rotunno is waging a broader crusade against both the #MeToo movement and a culture she believes infantilizes women and rewards victimhood. . . .
The problem with women today, Rotunno told Insider . . . is that they don’t take responsibility for their decisions. . . .
“Everybody says, ‘Oh, are you telling women that if they go to hotel rooms they deserve to be raped?’ No,” Rotunno said. “What I’m saying is that after having drinks and being at a party and sitting in a bar with somebody and going to their hotel at midnight, don’t be so ridiculous as to say, ‘I thought I was going to see a script.’ At some point, where is the responsibility?”
“Nobody wants to say, ‘If you want real equality, and you want things like #MeToo to not happen to you, you have to take on the risk of making different choices,'” Rotunno said. . . .
Even if the women were trying to appease Weinstein out of fear of retaliation, or to protect their jobs, Rotunno said that doesn’t explain why they willingly met him when they knew he’d likely make sexual advances, if they didn’t truly want those advances.
“Those are still choices,” Rotunno told Insider. “You’re still in a position where you are choosing a career over your own self-worth. You are saying that ‘this choice may get me a job, which is more important to me than my dignity and my self-worth.’
“Men are not going to stop asking women to go to the hotel room,” Rotunno went on. “Women have to stop going. Because if there’s one woman left willing to do it, it’s going to continue.”
On this date — Feb. 4, 1938 — the Thornton Wilder play Our Town opened on Broadway . . .
Emily: Oh, Mama, look at me one minute as though you really saw me. Mama, fourteen years have gone by. I’m dead. You’re a grandmother, Mama! Wally’s dead, too. His appendix burst on a camping trip to North Conway. We felt just terrible about it — don’t you remember? But, just for a moment now we’re all together. Mama, just for a moment we’re happy. Let’s really look at one another! … I can’t. I can’t go on. It goes so fast. We don’t have time to look at one another. I didn’t realize. So all that was going on and we never noticed. Take me back — up the hill — to my grave. But first: Wait! One more look. Good-bye, Good-bye world. Good-bye, Grover’s Corners….Mama and Papa. Good-bye to clocks ticking….and Mama’s sunflowers. And food and coffee. And new ironed dresses and hot baths….and sleeping and waking up. Oh, earth, you are too wonderful for anybody to realize you. Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it–every, every minute?
Stage Manager: No. (pause) The saints and poets, maybe they do some.
Emily: I’m ready to go back.
I got an oddball email today from Amazon . . .
Hello Paul Epps,
We found something we think you might like.
And what they thought I might like was the item on the right, a Breitling Navitimer 1 Automatic 38mm Steel & Red Gold – Silver Watch, which retails for $4,284.50 (free shipping included!).
I do like it — click through on it, it’s a real beauty — but “liking” a $4,000 watch and having any intention of buying one are two entirely different things.
Why they thought I’d be a good target customer for this email I have no idea. I’ve never shopped for watches on Amazon, nor have I ever bought anything anywhere close to a $4,000 price point.
It’s the weirdest thing Amazon’s done since the time I was browsing for a book on software development principles and they suggested that I might also be interested in a shirt from the U.S. Men’s Polo Association. I’ve never met a programmer who plays polo.
Clicking through on the watch reveals that customers who viewed the item also viewed — even more expensive watches, including a Breitling Navitimer 1 Chronograph 41 Men’s Watch for $7,999.
I wonder if they wouldn’t sell more watches by sending the ad for the $8,000 watch instead of the $4,000 watch, let the customer click through and realize “I could get a watch that looks almost as good for half the price!”
One never knows when the blow may fall, Mamba Mentality notwithstanding. He wakes up this morning and a few hours later he dies at the age of 41.
It sounds like they may have been flying through fog and hit a hillside rather than hitting the ground. Is there enough time to grab your daughter’s hand and say “I love you” or is it all over too fast? Which would be better or worse?
RIP Kobe Bryant, Gianna and all the other passengers