I was going to title this post, “In which I give away $1 billion,” but that’s just a recipe for huge snark. Nevertheless, I do think the following idea is a potentially Youtube-esque payday for whoever has the time, perseverence, and risk tolerance to quit their job and form the startup. If I were 23 and unmarried with no kids, it is unquestionably what I would do. But I’m not so I won’t. And now the fabulous idea (which I must co-credit to my brother-in-laws) is yours for the taking. Just thank me when you are the next Internet gazillionaire. Or cut me into the profits. Here’s the idea: Continue reading
“Last thoughts before I ring me a hearse.”
The greatest live-blog ever written. Complete with English turns-of-phrases: A poor sucker at the Guardian, reporting on Wimbledon the day a set goes 120 games.
Begin at 4:05pm for nonstop Isner-Mahut, or read the whole thing to watch the descent of a writer in real-time. Continue reading
…Your Yankee Bluejeans
Question: If you had to come up with a list of the top 50 or Top 100 or Top 1000 rock acts of all-time, how many of them would be British?
A lot. Just off the top of your head, you’d probably say: Beatles, Stones, Who, Zeppelin, Queen, Clash, Pink Floyd, Clapton, Bowie, Radiohead, T. Rex, Sex Pistlols, Black Sabbath, Cream, Def Leppard, ELO, Rainbow, Depp Purple, Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Motorhead, Free, Genesis, Faces, Police, Smiths, Kinks, Pet Shop Boys, and Oasis.
What about America? How many instantly come to mind? Continue reading
Facts that Stun
In the past three weeks I’ve read two books — The Best and the Brightest and The Big Short. Despite being written 40 years apart and dealing with utterly different topics (foreign policy in the 60’s and Wall Street in the 00’s, respectively), the books are fundamentally about the same thing: ostensibly smart people making enormously consequential errors because they refuse to accept reality, substituting either outdated or fantastical views of the world for plainly available facts.
In TBATB, the most painful errors (in retrospect) are those of Continue reading
Will our children even understand this ad?
Still one of my all-time favorites, but for better or worse, its once-commonplace ideology is quickly fading into America’s past:
Three other World Cup thoughts, none of which I’ve seen in print, but none of which I would even remotely consider novel: Continue reading
In which I buy $22.10 worth of groceries for $4.95
So, I’ve always been fascinated with the coupon mavens, the people who allegedly save 80% at the grocery store by skillfully combining store coupons, manufacturers coupons, and sale prices. But I was always either skeptical or lazy or figured it took too much effort, so I never tried out their strategies.
Until today. Here’s what I did: Continue reading
Research Note: Investigating Disasters
Presidential Executive Orders creating, and final reports of, commissions on…
…the assassination of President Kennedy (EO #11130, 11/29/1963). Final Report.
…the Accident at Three Mile Island (EO #12130, 4/11/1979). Final Report.
…the explosion of the Challenger (EO #12546, 2/3/1986). Final Report.
…the oil spill in the Gulf (EO #13543, 5/22/2010). Final Report.
Note that the 9/11 commission was created statutorily by Congress. Final Report here.
On Strasmas…
Given the absolute glut of media attention regarding Stephen Strasburg’s remarkable debut for the ‘Nats last night, I’m not sure I have anything meaningful to say that hasn’t already been said. But let me try.
The moment that got me was when he struck out Delwyn Young in the 2nd. (The link has all of the K’s from last night; the Young whiff is at about the 0:49 mark of the video). Strasburg has been rightfully heralded as the next Walter Johnson because of the seeming ease at which he is able to throw the ball 100 mph (and maybe once 103 — see picture). But starting with the Young strikeout, Continue reading
Getting your way: lessons from pick-up hoops dispute resolution
I play a lot of pick-up basketball, mostly at a park near my house that has a bunch of full-court setups, lights for night play, and almost always at least one decent game going during any hours I’m thinking of playing. The competition is good, and there are enough regulars that the rules and norms are pretty well entrenched; you can show up, inquire about next, jump on a team, and not have to worry about the ground rules.
It doesn’t really matter, though; the games play by pretty much the standard pick-up structure: games straight to 11, everything counts for one, call your own fouls by saying “ball,” no backcourt, checks from half-court after out of bounds turnovers, only call un-ignorable violations (like egregious carries or travels) and never call offensive fouls, unless you want to fess up to it yourself (like a hideous over-the-back). Winners stay on the court, whoever has next builds a team with the first four guys who asked him, and a queue of nexts builds behind that. All very standard.
What interests me, from both a basketball and non-basketball standpoint, is how disputes both within the game and within the queue structure for next are settled. Continue reading
Swinging on America’s J-Curve
I think I’m going to lose it if I have to listen to one more person talk about how America’s fiscal problems are a “failure of the political class.” You hear this every Sunday on the major talk shows, David Brooks writes some variation of it every other week in the back of the New York Times, and most of the Washington journalistic corp not only buys into the idea, but all of them seem to think they invented the concept because they were the last ones to write about it.
It’s complete nonsense. Whatever shortcomings you might ascribe to America democracy, that the Members of Congress are ignoring a massive pubic outcry is not one of them. As if somehow the problem is that all the people want nice balanced budgets and a reduced public debt, it’s just that the politicians won’t deliver it to them. Please… Continue reading
Perfection calls Perfection…
Vin Scully calls the 9th inning of Sandy Koufax’s perfect game, September 9, 1965.
On Jim Joyce and this generation’s Harvey Haddix…
I’m pretty sure that everyone who grew up playing baseball has been supremely jobbed by an ump at least once in his life. I was standing on second base at Krank Park in Albany when the 1989 county little league championship game ended. My West Albany Little League lost 1-0 to City American Little League after Josh Myrtle struck out with runners on 2nd and 3rd. Two pitches earlier, I had scored the winning run when Josh sent a no-doubter high down the left field line and into the south-side night.I was halfway between 3rd and home, trotting with my hands in the air, before I realized they were sending me back to second. Foul ball, my ass. That thing was fair by 20 feet. And everyone in the park knew it. Even the ump. But he didn’t change his call. And Krank Park still doesn’t have tall enough foul poles. Years later, when we were playing Babe Ruth, Josh was still bitter. “That was my last little league at-bat. That fucker ended my childhood.”
Fast forward to last night. Five thoughts, in no particular order:
1. There is no question in my mind that perfect-game attempts are the most exciting thing that one can randomly happen upon when you’re sitting around watching otherwise-meaningless regular-season sports. Normally, I might choose a Golden Girls rerun over having to watch every pitch of a A’s-Rays game, but make it a perfect game in the 7th inning and I’ll be afraid to go the bathroom. And the Internet / cable TV revolution has made it so much more likely that you’ll be able to get to the game live. I’ve seen all three this month, and it’s been great. Continue reading
On southern nationalism…
There’s a house in my town that prominently flies the confederate battle flag on a flagpole in the middle of the front yard.
Now, that’s not something you see every day in northern Virginia. Sure, seemingly every highway here is named after Jefferson Davis, Stonewall Jackson, or Robert E. Lee. And yeah, many of the high school mascots are still “Rebels.” But all that stuff… Continue reading
On the idea of “anti-incumbency”
You really can’t swing a dead cat around the chattering class these days without hearing about the “anti-incumbent” situation both political parties are facing this primary season and then this November. It’s really become the CW of a wide stripe of armchair political analysts, both the (over)paid type on TV and their counterparts at your water cooler. Judging by those two bellwethers, you’d think that most of the House was in serious danger of losing this fall.
I agree that there’s something very interesting (and perhaps quite unusual) going on right now in American electoral politics. But I’m skeptical that “anti-incumbency” is the right word for it.The supposed evidence has significant flaws: there was no incumbent running in PA-12. there’s no incumbent running for Senate in Florida. There’s no incumbent running for Senate in Kentucky. The Pennsylvania Senate race featured an incumbent who was facing a new primary electorate for the first time.
But, you say, what about the other primaries? Continue reading
Research Note: On Walking Out
Order of southern walkout at the 1860 Democratic conventions in Charleston, SC and Baltimore, MD: Continue reading
Supreme Court Justice Venn Diagram #3: Antonin Scalia
SCOTUS
John Roberts, 3/30/12
Clarence Thomas, 3/29/12
GOP CANDIDATES
Michele Bachmann, 12/22/11
Newt Gingrich , 12/19/11
Jon Huntsman, Jr., 12/20/11Up
Willard Mitt Romney, 12/21/11
Rick Perry, 12/23/11
Herman Cain, 12/25/11
Rick Santorum, 12/28/11
Ron Paul, 12/31/11