Life On A B-I7

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Son of JWA

This is my favorite picture of me growing up. I loved sports, probably not unlike most boys but I was able to make it to the top of the ladder athletically, at least through High School, After that I had to settle for intramural stuff, That was a difficult transition, one that I regretted in all honesty.

JWA

I love this photo. It’s my favorite photo of my father. I had little respect for him growing up but once I became an adult that changed. He did the best he could, and that wasn’t all that bad. Good enough in fact, that when he needed me to stand with him at the end, I had no trouble doing that.

The New Order

J. D. Vance to President Volodymyr Zelensky:

“Have you said thank you once?”

Donald Trump to President Volodymyr Zelensky:

“You don’t have the cards right now.”

The United States of America has officially, and for the first time in its’ history, become a gangster state.

My Bitch

I’ve got this guy pretty well wrapped around my finger. I’ve developed some killer strategies to get what I want.

If I stand by my bowl with a pleading look, the simpleton get’s a packet of food and puts it in the bowl. If I sit by the back door with my head cocked, he opens it for me. (Why there is such a thing in the first place that I can’t open is beyond my comprehension…)

Often when he’s putting things away I’ll just lie down on them to see if he will go off and do something else, most of the time he does. Occasionally he will put his head right up to mine and bump me. I have no idea what he is doing. I was very concerned at first because I thought he was going to take a bite out of me. I’ve learned that this behavior is harmless, but inexplicable. In an odd sort of way, I enjoy it.

When everything is said and done, I’m lucky. I pretty much have the run of this place and I have to admit, even when I think he has no clue, he ends up doing just what I had in mind for him. I’m a lucky cat. It’s truly a pleasure to have such a dumb being at my disposal.

MAHA

Do fat Republicans get a pass?

D I S K A N / A D K I N S

You Know Who You Are

“Chicks dig the long ball.”

“I’m just hard working 81 I.Q.”

A Conversation

Recently Donald Trump railed against Atlantic magazine Editor in Chief Jeffrey Goldberg after his reporting of a serious security breach by some of Trump’s high level staff. The reporting itself is not in question, but in the course of responding to the situation, Trump felt compelled to call Goldberg a “sleazebag.” Trump also made derogatory statements about the Atlantic magazine. What follows is a conversation I had with ChatGPT on this subject:

Me:

Is calling someone a sleazebag a nice thing to do?

ChatGPT:

No, calling someone a sleazebag is not a nice thing to do. It’s a derogatory term used to insult someone’s character, often implying that they are dishonest, immoral, or untrustworthy. While people use strong language in heated debates or criticisms, resorting to insults usually escalates conflicts rather than resolving them.

Me:

Do you think Donald Trump should have called Jeffrey Goldberg a sleazbag?

ChatGPT:

Insults like that don’t really add much to the conversation, especially in politics, where discussions should ideally be based on facts and reasoning rather than personal attacks.

Me:

Do you think this kind of rhetoric affects how people engage in political discourse?

ChatGPT:

When political leaders use insults and name-calling, it often shifts the focus away from meaningful discussions and fuels more division. Instead of debating policies or ideas, it becomes about personal attacks, which can make it harder for people to engage in productive conversations.

Conclusion (Me):

ChatGPT seems to have a better grip on civility, if not reality, than, oh, say, FOX news hosts and the current Administration.

I apologize if that ”shifts the focus away from meaningful discussion”.

Be Nice to Strangers

Learning how to be nice to strangers will pay off later in life when you are living in a memory care facility. It never hurts to cover your bases.

Touching Paper

I briefly flirted with the idea of building an eLibrary using Adobe Digital Editions (ADE) rather than continuing to buy the print version of books. After a brief trial run, I concluded that eLibraries are not for me.

As an experiment, I downloaded ADE and bought a book. The first observation I made was I had to increase the font size in ADE to maximum just to make the book readable. The next observation that jumped out at me was there is no turning pages. One of the pleasures of reading a book is physically turning the page as you progress through the author’s work. There is something uniquely satisfying about that.

There is no substitute for holding a book in your hands and turning the pages one at a time, underlining, tagging, and just plain being present with words that you can see and touch. The book is always there for you. You don’t have to carry a device with you. A device, especially one like a MacBook, is a pain to haul around. Yes, there are eReaders out there that are designed for that purpose but I’m adverse to owning another electronic device, in particular a single purpose one. I feel like one device should be enough. (Not counting the ubiquitous cell phone.) I realize this makes me sound like a Luddite. I’m not. This website is built using a MacBook Pro and sophisticated editing software.

At last month’s book club meeting I sat next to a fellow that had a large format eReader on his lap. A dozen books were displayed on the library shelf in addition to the one we were discussing. He never opened the book we were discussing, he just sat with the eReader on his lap, very proud of the titles staring me in the face, or so it seemed to me. I had the print version on my lap, tagged, ready for discussion. When the chance arose, I opened my print book to one of the tags that marked a favorite passage and shared the words with the group. I guess I’m old school.

As a final deterrent to building an electronic library, the digital editions cost almost as much as their print cousins. Unless you are going to stick to what your library offers electronically, which of course does not include everything in the print world, there is little difference in cost between an electronic library and a print library.

I’m going to continue touching paper.

Am I Human?

For some reason I thought it would be a good idea to create an X account. My idea was to post content that would provide a different picture of Elon Musk than the one normally projected on that platform. When I got to the Turing Test, I couldn’t pass it. Honestly, I didn’t try all that hard.

I may try again. On the other hand, I don’t really want to try again. I’m truly not anxious to bring the cesspool that is X into my life.

MAGABOTS

Elon Musk is using bots to turn negative survey results into positive stories.

FYI: Bots generate votes that originate from a single IP address, or a very few number of IP addresses. For a vote to be a valid indicator of public sentiment, there must be a one-to-one correlation between votes and unique IP addresses.

It won’t be long before Elon shows Donald how to use bots to make it appear that his MAGA base is larger than it actually is…

We are beginning to live in a dystopian world. 1984 is coming.

Who Will Save Us?

Either Republicans in Congress will save the nation or they won’t. It’s as simple as that. There are other solutions, much less desirable…

Turing Test

Can today’s AI engines pass Turing Tests that websites use to identify human users? The answer to that is most likely yes. This creates a serious problem for humans when it comes to identifying fact from fiction. If an AI can pass today’s Turing Tests, then an AI is capable of having a super abundance of influence over public opinion. Perhaps every social media post should be accompanied by a clickable IP address which allows the reader to view the number of posts coming from that address and the user type owning that address. That too is capable of being spoofed. Are there any reliable answers?

Zermat

Zermat is a magical place. There wasn’t a lot of new snow so we had to stay on piste. Off piste would have required a guide anyway. We skied both the Swiss and the Italian side of the Matterhorn. It takes an entire day to circumnavigate the mountain.

Mr. Tux

I remember two, maybe three winters ago, I was driving from Salt Lake City to Phoenix, I had my traveling companion Mr. Tux the cat with me. We were somewhere south of Page Arizona. I decided to spend the night in a teepee on the Navajo Reservation. All was well until about 2 A.M. I woke up and realized that my furry companion was no longer by my side. I crawled out of my sleeping bag and put on my down coat. Did I forget to mention it was December in the high desert and the temperature outside was in the mid-teens? I found my flashlight and went hunting for my cat. I was distraught. My mind was filled with any number of bad outcomes that might have befallen my buddy. What in the world would make him want to leave a warm teepee in the middle of nowhere and wander about in an unknown wilderness? I kept asking myself that, as I navigated larger and larger circles around the teepee, shining my flashlight and calling his name.

I walked around the teepee in ever larger circles for about twenty minutes before I stumbled upon my boy. Of course there is no way of knowing… but I think he was glad I found him. I picked him up and carried him back to the teepee with me. I’m going to assume he was happy I found him because he made no more attempts that night to exit the confines of our (somewhat) comfortable encampment.

That is the night I realized that I loved my cat more than I had imagined. I still do. I have no plan to spend the night in a teepee any time soon, but if I do, and if Mr. Tux is with me, I will be keeping a very close eye on him.

Hunter S. Thompson

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ‘Wow! What a ride!”

I’ve crossed the country twice on a bicycle and I plan to do it again. I’m skiing better now at age 71 than I have ever skied in my life. That’s living. Of course I won’t be able to ride 3,000 miles on a bike or rip a black diamond forever. But I will continue doing both to the best of my ability until I fall down and can’t get up.

A Skier’s Prayer

In addition to honoring each day with a prayer to the Creator, I have also written a prayer to honor the mountains. After all, the Creator is responsible for the mountains and the blessings they bestow on us…

A Skier’s Prayer”

I acknowledge the Creator and give thanks for the opportunity to ski another powder day. It is my intention to honor this day on the mountain by presenting as much of my skis to the snow as possible. I will strive to present my skis to the mountain through all three phases of my turns. I will honor this day by remaining in an athletic stance. I will show respect to the mountain by always looking ahead. This will allow me to choose the path the mountain wants me to take.

Brahama Muhtra

One of my intentions for 2025 is to take time each morning to welcome the new day. In Hindi, the 48 minute period before sunrise is a “Muhtra.” Brahama Muhtra literally means “The Creator’s Time.” This is when the world as we know it was created. This is the best time of day to honor the Creator and to receive knowledge. Meditation, reading, writing, creating a plan for the day, reflecting, and remembering your parents and the Creator are the best ways to honor the new day. My intention is to start each day with a prayer that I wrote. This prayer honors the Creator and provides me with inspiration and guidance for the day ahead.

Brahama Muhtra

I acknowledge the Creator and give thanks for the opportunity to greet another day.

It is my intention to honor this day by presenting my best self to the world.

It is my goal for today to be kind to everyone I meet. I will look for the best in everyone and treat everyone I meet with kindness and respect.

I will share a smile whenever I can because I believe a smile has the power to make lives better.

Welcome to 2025

It’s the start of a new year. I can’t recall feeling more excited about the year ahead than I do now. Invigorated is a good description. Who would have thought that at age 71, one could look back on their life with some pride and also look forward with an expectation that even greater things are in store, but that is how I feel. Another wonderful thing about this year is I feel I have some powerful intentions that are not only worthwhile but are attainable. I’m excited about putting in the work to get there. All of this while we are facing a trying time as a nation.

America is changing before our eyes. Sometimes it feels like no one is aware of what is going on. Democracy is dying and is being replace with rule by the rich. Whatever benefits the wealthy is the new political policy. The irony is that this change was made possible by the people that will benefit the least from this transformation. I’m not going to dwell too much on this reality going forward for two reasons. The first is there is nothing I can do about it in the short term. The second is because we will come out of this, it will take time, maybe even more time than I have left, but we will come out of this.

Perhaps that is the reason I feel optimistic about my own future. This national crisis has given me the freedom to focus on myself. My future is up to me and no one else.

Turn Dammit!

Yes, “dammit” is spelled correctly. Look it up if you don’t believe me. My Bro-in-Law… Fuck-it, my Bro… Gave me that advice. I will be eternally indebted to him for that. Yes that implies something akin to a “here-after.” I’m okay with that. If there is a “here-after” and he is there to give me skiing tips, I’m down with that.

Hunter is Pardoned

I was disappointed to hear this. While the charges against Hunter probably would not have been brought against someone of “lower profile,” and he pled guilty to the charges despite their dubious nature, excusing his actions with a Presidential Pardon just gives Republicans more ammunition for their “deep state/conspiracy” artillery.

Hunter chose to plead guilty. Good for him. Both Hunter and his father should have accepted the consequences of that decision. Joe’s decision to place family over the law once again demonstrates his infirmity and gives those fence-sitters that voted against him another reason to feel like they made the right choice.

Asleep and Awake, A Bit of Both

What did I learn from my sleep last night, my dream sleep…

It was revealed to me (more reinforcement than revelation) that I will do my best to satisfy people’s expectations of me, but when those expectations become unrealistic, I have the capacity to declare my independence. While doing so in an angry way is within the scope of my ability, I prefer not to use that response.

A compliment (unrelated to sleep).

I was chatting with someone important to me yesterday as we were skiing. He told me something and asked me not to repeat it. I laughed and said he needn’t worry because a big part of my ethos is to be as noncontroversial as possible (also non-confrontational). He said that was one of the first things he noticed about me. He also mentioned that he appreciated that about me. The first real compliment of the day. I don’t look for compliments, but…

The second compliment of the day (also unrelated to sleep).

I had a good day skiing. I bit-it once, total yard-sale (no one saw it so it didn’t really happen) besides that brief moment that was only witnessed by me and the stranger that brought me one of my skis, I skied well. I’m getting better, not worse. That’s something to be proud of at my age. Both my daughter and her husband told me I was a good skier, as did their two friends that were skiing with us. None of them added, “for an old man” to the end of their compliment.

Back to my sleep story.

When Pope Francis had a question that was troubling him, he would write it down on a piece of paper and place it under a statue of Saint Joseph, then go to bed and allow his sleep to work on the answer overnight. It doesn’t matter to me if God provided answers to his sleep questions or if his subconscious did, or if those are the same thing, I think that is a good technique. The real point of that story and the message I’m trying to give myself is: Get good sleep. Sleep is an opportunity to get to know myself a little better and also to learn something that perhaps I need to know.

I Held My Nose and Voted for Joe Biden

I would never in a million years have voted for Donald Trump. Period. I’m not going to talk about the good work that Biden did for the working class and the economy. I think his loss came down to one word perception.

No one wanted Joe Biden for a second term, not even Democrats like myself. When he lost the debate to Trump the hand writing was all over the wall and no amount of Formula 409 was going to scrub it off. Refusing to bow out immediately, heck, refusing to keep his promise not to stand for a second term threw the party into chaos and was the key to losing democratic fence sitters to Trump. I think it comes down to the fact that (unanticipated by the Harris campaign) there was a significant number of “demographically democratic” voters that did the opposite of what I did — they held their nose and voted for Trump…