Immediately below is one of the finest posts ever put together for this blog, actually a book that Tyrone McCloskey had written and then allowed us to publish. I am not going to publish anything of my own for a while, and while glancing over JFKTV this morning thought, man, this is good writing.
If you’ve never read it before, read it now. If you have read it before, follow me in reading it again. It is long … and gripping.
And Merry Christmas to all who support, write, comment, sneer at, criticize and critique POM. We need you all. Well, maybe not the sneering.
I have instituted a number of bans on commenters. Please take time to read this, especially if you are one of the ones affected.
In the commenting policy you will note that bans are not permanent. I will lift all bans on January 1, 2019, with the following caveat: There are no longer “comment threads.” Instead, we will have “discussion threads.” The rules are simple: Be firm, fervent, thoughtful and polite.
Continue reading “Discussion threads”
Since WWII, exposure to man‐made chemical substances have reached every nook and cranny on earth. The European Chemicals Agency has recorded around 150,000 chemical substances in its database. Most chemicals intended for commercial uses require little or no regulation before entering the market. Pharmaceuticals undergo what appears to be “rigorous” research and regulatory control, however, we know all too well how often the cover story distorts reality. Only when these multi-billion-dollar drugs chemical mixtures begin to exhibit their deadly “side-effects” out on the street do regulatory agencies scurry about for a quick fix. There’s rarely a ban or recall.
Few chemicals are thoroughly tested for toxicity. It is estimated that less than 20% of the many chemicals on the market receive a proper assessment of risks to public health and the environment. Chemicals are one of the three primary known causes of cancer – along with radiation and viruses. Continue reading “Toxic”
Inspired by Mark’s valiant struggle with a second division pathology.
(This started, once again, as a comment that got out of hand)
My beloved Oakland A’s left such a significant imprint in my youth with their early 70’s title run that I can never quite abandoned them.
Their 2018 performance, however, gives credence to the notion that irrelevant narratives are given an unencumbered range to unfold naturally, but that the outcomes of key games are foretold. Continue reading “A Fan’s Notes-“
I am a sort-of baseball fan, one who used to be a real fan. The team I chose to brand on was the Cincinnati Reds. They are falling off the map. If the Major Leagues were formed today, that city would have, at best, a AAA franchise.
The Atlanta Braves inspired a bumper sticker years ago that said “Bring professional baseball to Atlanta.” Cincinnati now inspires such a sentiment. Its teams have been moribund, dreadful, boring, its managers uninspired and behind the times. The reason, I am told, or at least assume, is that this is a small market team doing all it can afford to do.
So this article by Steve Mancuso opened my eyes. Starting with the assumption that the Reds have to trade some viable young prospects in lieu of paying outright for proven talent, Mancuso took me on a ride.
Continue reading “A revealing article from a sports journalist”
I took this photo back in the mid-1990s … out on the prairie of Eastern Montana. It has survived many moves. The sheep were herded into a trailer where a shearing awaited. Even as they had gone through this procedures many times before, they still had no clue why they were doing it again.
It was another long summer of smoke-filled eyes in the West. An early snow storm in the Northern Rockies ushers in a season of peace and solitude. Wildfires frighten tourists, excite the media and reacquaint homeowners who built in the forest to Mother Nature’s laws. Hey, I get it, fires are deadly and sexy – good ratings. But after decades of kicking the environmental can down the road, at the first sign of smoke most politicians want someone else to blame for their pathetic past performances.
Three of the last four summers (2015, 2017, 2018), Glacier National Park erupted in a fury of smoke and flames. Tourists scampered away to Yellowstone, “inholder” homes were evacuated, some incinerated. But that’s not why I picked up the pen today. Let’s talk about quiet, yes quiet. Where has our quiet gone? Continue reading “Quiet, Please! The Latest Threat to the Big Wild”