Friday, February 28, 2014



A View Askew
(Or: Did the Dinosaurs See the Comet?)

Mar 2014                                                                                                         Issue 9


Direct to you from the beautiful beaches of Marco Island FL . . .



. . . Now Get Out of Here!

Short Takes

Not sure if this was meant to be ironic but it could sure be the “Duh” headline of the year. It cannot be a shock that there are a LOT of old people here - and pretty much everywhere else as well.

Ever been to Marco Island? (It was just declared the No. 1 vacation island in the US, No. 4 in the world - go figure. Must have been a lot of seniors on the selection committee.)  If not I can describe it very quickly: it is a Walt Disney city for seniors. Wonderful weather, beautiful beaches, good restaurants, you can eat off the streets, stop signs have flashing lights when you approach (I suppose so geezers won’t drive through them.) Everyone is white with median age of 60 - there is more tanned, dangling flesh than you can possibly imagine.On the other hand, you can’t get into a bar or restaurant from 4-10PM - and then the streets are rolled up. Folks that have been coming here for a long time say they have never seen so many people here before. Again, duh.

There’s too many old people. (I’d say well-to-do old people but that’s almost an oxymoron here, (excluding me, of course.) It occurs to me that actually there are just too many people in general not just us seniors (and yes, it physically hurts to say “us.”) I’m serious. This is a big country but there is a huge amount of it that apparently no one wants to live in thus any place that is decent is overrun. Or maybe I’m just going to all the wrong places. Middle of Mississippi or Wyoming anyone?

You add more “real” winters up north and places like FL and AZ will sink  - I just can’t wait to see what it’s like in ten years!

Everyone is Celebrating Dear Leader’s BD!

Well, It's My Birthday Too, Yeah (Birthday, White Album, Beatles, 1968)


Has it been a year already since I was last trying to sneak away from another birthday? Crap, it has! How come it takes forever for a couple months to pass before golf season but an intervening year takes like two weeks!? Yet another of those insoluble riddles of human existence, I guess.  (Right up there with why a guy’s stomach gets bigger and his chest gets smaller and hair grows lustily in his ears but disappears from his head.) While life zipped by like the merry go round it is I did have an opportunity to occasionally grab some metaphorical gold rings of great enjoyment.

I continue to have the pleasure of the company of many good friends – and made a few new ones too. (A good thing too since I have long maintained that it is easier to get new friends than it is to get new lines!)  I did lose my father-in-law and some friends to the ravages of the human condition and these things always hurt (even as they occur more and more often.) Overall, however, things could be much worse.

Have I mentioned before that the greatest gift of age is perspective? If so, I apologize. If not, it is. Many of the things that once held great allure no longer seem to shine so brightly. Conversely, much that I, when wearing a younger man’s clothes, once considered laughably boring - or worse – I now clutch closely to my breast (my bosom?) It is a cliché that not all that glitters is gold yet like all clichés it holds some truth (duh! That’s why it’s a cliché!) What is less well understood, however, is that statement had to have been made by someone who has indeed held the glittering, golden trophy of youth - but eventually traded it for the much more valuable (although not inevitable) prize of a healthy and happy midlife. . . okay, LATE midlife. . . okay, okay early old guy! (And yes, that is really reaching for metaphor but it’s my birthday – nyah - so there.) 

That’s my story for this year and I’m sticking with it. 66 ain’t so bad . . . is it?  (Or more on perspective, as my mother-in-law says, “Oh, to be 66 again!”)

High School Hockey Madness

Before I left I had been following two separate but related things regarding high school hockey. That’s ironic since I really don’t know much about or care about hockey. Yes, I am native Minnesotan and yes, I went to the Harvard of the North, UMD, but still have only seen maybe three games in my life and not sure what I saw.

Here’s the deal. First, there was an article in the paper that said a lot of national hockey scouts who used to HAVE to attend MN boys state hockey tournament now don’t bother. Know why? Because so many of the best kid skaters are opting out of their HS team so that they can attend some sort of hockey club schools where the main curricula item is hockey.

Separately, a comparable girls program – a private online HS that specializes in hockey training with school classes on the side – is being investigated for a number of girls being ineligible because of residency issues and things. That happens all the time in all sports when kids change schools. But an online HS that specializes in hockey for girls? Yikes!

You know, I have long thought that hockey is not so much a sport as a cult and I think these kinds of things support that view. I understand a parent wanting to have their kid succeed in sports – we dragged our daughter around to basketball tournaments for years and she did end up a two time All American in college - BUT even if there were a comparable BB school like for hockey and even if she begged to go there would be NO WAY.  What a freaking signal to send to your kid – of course sports are more important than anything especially the experience of going to school with your friends and neighbors. Academics?  Ha! You can get a hockey scholarship so don’t worry about it.

It’s this kind of stuff that makes me wonder how otherwise apparently smart, successful and usually good, rational parents can be such . . . dopes.

I guess if we have learned anything, however, it’s that Americans aren't rational about sports in general (see building stadiums for billionaires and paying college coaches millions more than the governor.)

God bless America – and protect us from ourselves!

Things That I Think About


Climate Change – Beliefs vs Facts

Given the delightful weather in Minnesnota this winter I thought it might be time to talk about climate change. Don’t worry, I’m not going to connect crappy weather to the climate nor am I going to try to convince you one way or the other – it’s just too damn complicated.

I’ll bet when you looked at the picture above you had one of two thoughts: oh my, the world is ending if we don’t stop global warming OR what a bunch of scare mongering crap.

Lord knows there’s lots of arguments and disagreements about global warming (renamed global weather change to the delight of the skeptics!) Rather than try to convince you one way or the other – and I do have my own opinion - I’d like to talk about this from a different perspective. It seems like this is really more of a battle between beliefs than it is about facts. 

And there are a few facts. Over 95% of all peer reviewed papers (something on the order of 850 out of 900) on climate change tend to agree that the climate is changing, generally getting warmer and is at least somewhat caused by man. (Despite the pain of this winter in MN, this was 4th warmest in the world since record keeping began in 1880 – just ask the people in Alaska. What a terrible joke to play on us in the heartland!) There is a lot of other evidence of "stuff" going on around the globe that implies some sort of climate change. Perhaps, most importantly, many industries and most major insurance companies are assuming it’s there is some sort of change going on and are modifying their businesses to adapt. I think that these data are what most of what I will call "true believers" hang their hat on.

On the other hand, those that don’t believe in global warming (so called Deniers) are quick to point out that climatology isn’t really science like physics or biology, it’s more like economics; there’s no way to disprove the theory which is how “real” science works so it's really just speculation (and that would be at least somewhat true.) More importantly to them, they would also say that all those climatologists are really only fishing for government funding that comes with agreeing with this consensus view. Essentially the deniers would say that this is nothing but a conspiracy among hundreds if not thousands of scientists (something I have a difficult time believing but whatever.) Worse yet, it would encourage more government intervention in the economy and make expensive and major changes to our lifestyle for nothing (again there might certainly be some truth to this.) Besides climate always works in natural cycles and we are in a warming one. (I have no idea if this is true.) It is important to point out, however, that those climatologists who do not agree with the consensus are nearly all funded by the coal and petroleum industries – think Koch brothers - and are hardly objective sources either.

So what to believe? That’s the question, isn't it? It seems to me that people fall into four categories. First there’s a large group, probably a majority, who either don’t know, don’t care or can’t figure it out so they just ignore it. Then there is a somewhat smaller group who believe in global warming and feel we should probably do something about it but just aren't sure what so they sit and ponder. Finally, there two smaller, roughly equivalent groups on opposite sides. There are those that  that are convinced of global warming and feel we need to do something now – and find the other side irritating and ignorant. Finally, those who think that this is really a non-issue and further, it is just an attempt to let the government take over more of our lives – and find the other side irritating and ignorant. Here's what I think: each side truly believes what they believe not just because of the facts, however they see them regarding global warming, but also, and perhaps mostly, because their beliefs about this issue really reflect other deep seated beliefs they hold about life in general. You could probably substitute liberal and conservative in there if you wanted to although I think that’s too broad and isn't fair to either side. Who knows why people believe what they believe?

So what’s your belief? More importantly, WHY do you believe it? To help you, perhaps a thought experiment is in order. If you are a non-believer and you were presented with overwhelming, incontrovertible evidence that climate change is true and influenced by us with fairly dire consequences would you change your mind? For climate change believers, the exact opposite question - would you alter your beliefs? I suspect that many people, the “true believers” on either side, would probably have a difficult time abandoning their beliefs because it would just cause too much change in their entire life view. Cognitive dissonance anyone?

Belief is a good thing for religion but not so much for things like this. Iclimate change simply comes down not to facts but to beliefs I think we are in trouble because life will be very different for everyone in the future depending on which belief turns out to be true. 

But if it does come down to belief then maybe we should remember Pascal’s Wager. It proposes that it is better to believe in God and be wrong than the other way around. Might a version of that wager be applicable here? I don't know but it's something to think about . . . 

You've Got the Music in You (You Get What You Give, New Radicals, 1998)


Note: Following isn’t about getting old, it just seems that way. It’s about music.

"It has long been held that, just as objective time is dictated by clocks, subjective time (barring external influences) aligns to physiological metronomes. Music creates discrete temporal units but ones that do not typically align with the discrete temporal units in which we measure time. Rather, music embodies (or, rather, is embodied within) a separate, quasi-independent concept of time, able to distort or negate “clock-time.” This other time creates a parallel temporal world in which we are prone to lose ourselves, or at least to lose all semblance of objective time.  Perhaps the clearest evidence of musical hijacking is this: In 2004, the Royal Automobile Club Foundation for Motoring deemed Wagner’s Ride of the Valkyrie the most dangerous music to listen to while driving. It is not so much the distraction, but the substitution of the frenzied tempo of the music that challenges drivers’ normal sense of speed—and the objective cue of the speedometer—and causes them to speed."

          BY JONATHAN BERGER, Composer

That’s exactly what I have been thinking! Okay, maybe not exactly but close. I think everyone knows that music has a special effect on us; they understand how it can launch you back to specific time and place with as much accuracy as a time machine. What I wonder about is why?

I listen to a lot music because Mrs. Dear Leader listens to a lot of music. She is more up to date but we both still mostly prefer music from past. I suppose I’m thinking about this because it’s my annual anniversary of another trip around the sun so one tends to reminisce. And nothing says reminisce better than music from your “glory days.” (Or you could just say younger if you want.) As Mr. Berger says, music “distorts clock-time” allowing us to actually relive some other period of our life. And it’s not just the “good” times but also the bad times so it’s an equal opportunity device.

I admire the people - people of a certain age - who wholeheartedly embrace the most recent music of another age (and I acknowledge that there are a lot of talented people out there now) - but generally I’m not one of them. So again, I wonder, why? Do I think “my” music is so superior that it’s not worth my time to even listen to new stuff? (Okay, someone, top the Beatles or Steely Dan!) Is it because I can’t relate to the people who are creating new music? (Well, Bruno Mars and I do have the same kind of hat.)  Maybe I just don’t have the energy, ambition or desire to stay up to date (I’m very busy you know!) Or maybe like comfort food, there’s comfort in music; music that you are familiar with and that you identify with. Music that allows you to instantaneously escape your current situation (or problems) and maybe revisit the younger you or at least who the younger you was when that music came out. Yeah, that’s it! It allows us to forget the whole aging process and slip back to that young, svelte handsome dude of yesteryear.

On the other hand, it could be more than just revisiting your youth. Time speeds by so fast leaving all in its wake – including our youth – that it’s easy to think that our lives kind of lose their meaning in the debris. So maybe these musical journeys back help to validate us; to prove that, hey, I lived on this planet too, you know!

It occurs to me that during our “prime,” music is just enjoyed in that moment. After all, there were so many more moments ahead then. And I don’t think anyone thinks about how music will affect us in the future – ha! Little did we know!  

Ah well, maybe this all just bunch of psychobabble. Maybe it’s just because we all just turn into fuddy duddies like our parents - carn sarn that hip hop! Where are The Eagles and Chicago when you need them?! 

          And Where is Douglas Adams When You Need HIM?


 “Golgafrincham is a red semi-desert planet that is home of the Great Circling Poets of Arium and a species of particularly inspiring lichen.  Its people decided it was time to rid themselves of an entire useless third of their population, and so the descendants of the Circling Poets concocted a story that their planet would shortly be destroyed in a great catastrophe.” 
Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy,” Douglas Adams

If you are fortunate enough to have either read “Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy” or saw the series on public television several years ago (it might have been a movie too) you are familiar with this. It is full of wonderful satire about modern life and far ahead of his time. It continues,

Yes, The Golgafrinchans sent off their middle-class persons; telephone sanitizers, hairdressers, jingle writers, accountants, etc. In other words, all those who either weren't extremely rich, or didn't do any sort of real work at all. They took off in the Golgafrincham Ark Fleet, Ship B ('B' Ark). The Golgafrinchans had fed these poor unsuspecting people crazy lies as to why they all must leave the planet. "It's going to crash into the sun!" "The moon is going to crash into us!" "The entire planet is in imminent danger of being eaten by an enormous mutant star goat!" And of course, the middle-class Golgafrinchans believed them. So they set off, completely unaware that the rest of the population was not following them, and began their five-year journey.

(Bolding by me in case it’s too subtle)

Of course there are two ways of looking at this. First, maybe he was predicting that the middle class would be sent away because they weren't needed anymore. Hey, not unlike what’s really happening to the middle class today! Or, maybe he was saying that much of what the middle class does isn't of all that much of real value anyway. Which could also be true.

In any event, Douglas Adams died far too young but I bet if he was around and writing today among those he might add are the following: investment bankers, marketing specialists, people who invent things like Facebook and Twitter as well as most Fox News commentators (I’d say MSNBC but nobody watches them anyway so who cares.) He would probably add bloggers too.  

Read the books!

(Thanks to Curt "Shanks" Breeding for turning me on to this guy several years ago) 

It Will Be Great to be Home Monday – Wah!
Thanks for reading.  I spent my entire vacation sweating under a hot umbrella to put this together so you better enjoy this special birthday edition! (Okay maybe that's an exaggeration but I still hope you enjoy it.) Please share the link.


In the meantime,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     “Be a good citizen of your world . . .” and don’t be a dope

Quote Du Jour

"How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?"  Satchel Paige


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