Picking a team

Over the weekend, Josh Marshall took a break from his usual excellent journalisming about politics and mused about the esoteric topic of baseball team loyalty. He’s trying to pick a team, now that he’s living in New York City.

Basically, he’s asking if he should root for the Yankees. In his words:

“But the Yankees? Becoming a Yankees fan almost seems like apostasy.”

Essentially, Josh is pointing out that a little suffering makes enjoying the victories sweeter. And since the Yankees hardly ever lose, there’s really not enough suffering to make it enjoyable.

Don’t look at me like that. I understand him completely. Maybe only baseball fans can get that.

At any rate, he asked for comments and suggestions from fellow baseball fans.

I sent him the following:

I don’t know if you’re a fan of “Get Fuzzy”, a syndicated comic strip about a guy named Rob, his dog Satchel (named after, of course, Satchel Paige) and his cat, Bucky (named, of course, after Buck O’Neil from the Negro Leagues)…

…but I think, if you are, all you need to know is that Bucky is a Yankees fan. Do you want to be like Bucky?

The comic is set in Boston, though (which coincidentally is the hometown of the artist, Darby Conley), so that might tend to explain things.

Smacky’s mama

I realize I stopped Friday Cat Blogging a while ago. Mainly because my camera is teh suxxorz.

Tracy has revived the tradition with post about Snickers, her mama cat. Er, former mama cat – she had that “fixed”.

Just for reference, Snickers is Smacky’s mama.

More exciting spam

Last Thursday, a co-worker announced over the tops of the cubes, “I get the most boring spam ever!” With much vehemence.

Since I was the only one there in at least a 4-cube radius, I wandered over.

He had his personal webmail open, and was going through and deleting vast numbers of messages. “Here’s one for donuts,” he complained. “Another one! One for a Chevy Tahoe! Mattress offers!” Delete, delete. “J. C. Penney!”

I said, “Dr. Seuss? Insurance? You’re right. Very very boring.”

He shook his head. “I must not go to the really exciting websites.”

“Listen, if you want, I can show you some… I get porn spam all the freakin’ time.”

He looked up at me. “Nah. I’m too old for that shit.”

“But you had to think about it, didn’t you?” I smiled back.

New year, same hate

Just as it was last year, I still hate surfing the internets on April Fool’s Day. I can typically spot the fake or funny posts, but sometimes it takes me a minute or two of pondering.

If you’re interested in some of the best, Andy Baio at Waxy has a compilation post.

Just for the record, I will never ever post a fake entry. I have a terrific sense of humor, trust me (or, trust my friends), it’s just that April Fool’s jokes are overdone.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go finish running the marathon I started this morning.

Discounted sexy thing

Damn, if only I could have waited a month and a half, I could have saved $300 off the cost of my new sexy thing (click on “Special Deals”, then scroll down the page).

Of course, then it wouldn’t have been a new sexy thing. It would have been a refurbished-to-new sexy thing.

Is that worth $300? Um… duh.

Update 4:03 PM 31 March 2006: fixed broken link

Schrödinger’s bottle

A month or two ago, I forget exactly when, I was at work, and having contact lens problems. I keep some saline solution at my desk, so I took the saline into the men’s room, took out my contacts, rinsed them off, put them back in… all was fine.

Except that I left the bottle of saline solution in the men’s room. Forgot it was there.

Couple of weeks later, I was in the men’s room and that bottle was still sitting on the counter next to the sink.

…or was it the same bottle?

Had somone else used it in the meantime? Probably not. But… I can’t tell. And, just like girls are told not to use each other’s makeup because they can pick something up, I’m wary of using a saline bottle or eye drops that someone else has used.

Trouble is, I can’t tell if someone else has used it or not.

Is that paranoid? Yeah, probably. Better safe than sorry.

So I was having contact lense issues today.

Think I’ll go up to the drug store and buy another bottle.

Better safe than sorry.

Travis

This is my public apology to Christi. Back in February, she posted about running into some skanky (but in a good way) boys in her apartment complex who were playing and singing songs by a band called Travis.

I’d never heard of Travis before and asked her about them, and she recommended a bunch of songs, including (and I am not making this up) their cover of Britney Spears’ “Hit Me Baby (One More Time)” which, Christi insisted to me, was hawesome (although she might not have used that word). She also compared them to Radiohead, for which statement I berated her because there is no other band like Radiohead, past, present or into the future.

I made a trip to my favorite used music store and found two Travis albums in the used bin (I’m a cheap motherfucker), ripped them to my iPod and listened to them once through.

I bought “The Invisible Band” and “The Man Who”.

I liked them – melodic and synth-heavy and definitely BritPop.

Lately I’ve been shuffling through my library, but once every couple of days I still like to pick out a CD and listen straight through. And in the last couple of weeks, more often than not, I picked one of the two Travis CDs. They have been growing on me. I haven’t really added any new music to my collection in a while, mostly just picking up new releases from bands I already like, and I think my lack of newness has been affecting me – might explain why I’m letting the iPod do all the work of choosing my tunes lately. But Travis satisfies the need for new.

…to be perfectly honest, they’re still not as good as Radiohead. However, they do come close. All they’d need is lyrics that are far more angsty, and to try once in a while for a completely different sound, to stretch out musically. But they’re still good, and better than some of the other BritPop bands I’d tried.

(Like Manic Street Preachers. What the hell was I thinking? Blech.)

At any rate, this post is a public apology to Christi for doubting her and for dismissing the idea that Travis could have any comparison to Radiohead without, y’know, listening to the band first. I should know better.

I still haven’t heard their cover of Britney, however… dammit, iTunes Music Store! Why don’t you have that song? I’ve got all these free credits available for download…

Trust an atheist

Widely reported all over the internets this week is the survey that is part of the American Mosaic Survey that is reporting that atheists are the least-trusted people in America.

Hey, can I say something, here?

I could go on and on on this topic, actually. So, after pondering this article for almost a week, I think I can pare down my response a bit, to just directly rebut some of the statements in that article without getting all rant-y about religion and atheism as a whole.

Basically, it boils down to this: Christianity in its modern, Western form, is predicated on belief. Christians are told that they are to believe something without evidence and that they are part of a community that shares that belief. Forcing themselves to believe something without any evidence, or “just knowing” that some things are “true” even though those things can’t be verified in any fashion is not just fundamental, it becomes a point of pride.

Contrast this to other religions that put the focus on the here-and-now, religions that require their adherents to put into actual practice actions favored by that religion. Sunni Islam has its “Five Pillars of Faith”. Mr. Abrams, quoted in the article above, talks about Jewish acts being more important than belief.

But it’s the Christian idea that has taken root in America – a focus on a perfect, ideal world and a rejection of this imperfect world, and favoring irrational mental stimulation overtaking action.

Obviously, I’m simplifying here. There are many forms and flavors of Christianity, with different flavors of belief, just as there are many different groups of Jews, or Muslims, or Wiccans, or atheists, for that matter. My reader may argue that I’m constructing a straw man to knock down. I accept that it may seem that way, however, I’m only basing this argument on the article quoted above. “Belief” is used 13 times in the article, out of 605 total words. “Act” is used twice, and once as part of the word “actor”, describing one of the people quoted. “Reasonable” is used only once.

The study is about what people believe, and what people believe others believe, and how they feel about that. My argument is that basing issues of trust on belief rather than action is going to result in problems, and that atheists are best equipped to focus more on actions, and are therefore more trustworthy.

Now, people can be atheists for many reasons. In my own case, I am an atheist because the religious descriptions of God do not meet basic, verifiable, logical criteria. Without getting too deeply into it, take a look at the problem of evil. In a nutshell, the following statements can’t all be true:

  1. God is all-good,
  2. God is all-powerful,
  3. God created the universe,
  4. Evil exists in the universe

Various ways to work around this problem have people re-defining evil, or finding ways to have God self-limit His power for some ultimate end that justifies the existence of evil. None of these explanations make any sense for me. And in coming to that realization, I understood that logic, flawed though it might be, is a valuable tool for figuring things out. So is science, and reason. All these things rely on reproducible results, and on observing actual events rather than imagining events that would be “better”, somehow. So, for me, belief is all well and good but belief is trumped by reason.

I can believe lots of things. However, I can use various mental tools to discern between beliefs that actually produce positive results right here and now, and beliefs that get me or others hurt right here and now.

But, and we see this in the article linked above, people still see atheists in terms of what they “believe” or not. And, somehow, most Americans are frightened of someone who doesn’t simply “believe” in invisible, unprovable things. Is it really that scary? I’m oriented towards action, and trying to find actions in this world that produce positive results for people right now or very soon, rather than having some vague, internalized belief that may or may not produce a positive result after my death.

In this way, I think, atheism (at least for me) has more in common with other religions – in my focus on concrete results, rather than ethereal far-off events that may or may not take place. Isn’t having an immediate feedback loop for reinforcing decisions made, such as I try to practice, a better mechanism for producing socially positive actions?

And, that being the case: isn’t that someone you would trust more?

Just sayin’.

If it matters to Oregonians

When did The Oregonian become a real newspaper, like we had in the olden days where the reporters would, y’know, report the news without “balancing” it with a fake opposing viewpoint?

First, I read about (on Glenn Greenwald’s excellent blog) The Oregonian’s lawsuit to unseal some crucial documents in a NSA wiretapping case.

Now, with all the excellent coverage of Dave Boyer’s early resignation from the county.

Because the Boregonian only allows access to their articles on the web for 14 days, I’ve saved and archived them all as PDFs.

I’ve also included the letters to the editor that The BigO has printed, Willamette Week’s article on the topic, as well as another copy of Dave Boyer’s original resignation letter.

But, maybe it’s just because The Big O has decided that Diane Linn, Multnomah County Chair, has got to go?

I do notice, however, that the Boregonian has been silent on Dave Boyer’s other accusation – of differential treatment for line staff, managers, and executives?

Damn, I’d like to bring that to their attention. I just wish I could think of some examples of that bias. Oh, well, I’ve got to go; I need to talk to a co-worker who testified against Jann Brown and is getting laid off… after interviewing for a new position on a panel that, completely coincidentally, included Jann Brown…

Update 28 March 2006 – I have added the link and the PDF of The Oregonian’s front-page article detailing the internal battles between Dave Boyer and other managers at the county. Interesting read, and I completely forgot to include it earlier. My bad.

Overslept

I overslept this morning and missed the Bridge to Bridge 10K. I’ve been wanting to run this race ever since I started running, since the course goes over the upper deck of the Fremont Bridge, which would lead to some awesome views, I think. I’ve done the 5K before but not the 10K.

I was upset with myself this morning.

As punishment I ran up Terwilliger Blvd., from SW 4th and Mill St. (my start line), up through Duniway Park, all the way up to the Chart House Restaurant and back down again. It threatened to rain all afternoon but didn’t during my run. I got to the restaurant in about 32 minutes, and made it back down in about 30. Per Google Earth, that distance is just a hair under 3 miles, so that’s a good pace for as steep as it is!

Billie Joe and the boys were my musical companion.

Next year I’ll do the 10K… next year. Maybe Max will run the 10K with me next year!