Sunday, September 28, 2014

sept 28, 2014

Dear everyone,

Jasper and Cindy are watching the Dr. Who from two weeks ago.  I am sulking over the latest Bears loss.  Make Jay Cutler throw the ball, and you have a good chance of losing - - although, of course, the Bears’ defensive secondary is not up to much either.  The Steelers also improbably lost to Tampa bay.  It’s a sad day.

We have had some excellent early fall weather, which looks like it will continue.  As I have gotten older; however, I think I have developed allergies, and as I drive around my blurry eyes see lots of ragweed and goldenrod ready to pump the atmosphere with pollen.  The stores already have pumpkins and other October items out for sale.  I am not sure if I will carve any pumpkins this year; it depends on Jasper’s interest - - also, I will be in New York at the end of October.  I did see an interesting YouTube video of someone using an electric drill to ‘carve’ out a fairly intricate pattern of holes in a pumpkin.  Since I have suffered some repetitive injury in the last couple of years, this method may have something to recommend itself.

I just read an interesting novel out of my last batch of books, “The Rise and Fall of Great Powers” by Tom Rachman.  This is his second novel; I have not read his first, “The Imperfectionists”, although I have now ordered it from the library.  In any case, if you liked “The Goldfinch” by Donna Tartt, you will probably like Rachman’s book also.  Among the load I just got is the book I have heard so much about lately, “My Struggle” by Karl Knausgaard.  It’s supposed to be very Proustian (by the way, I just read the biography of Proust written by his last housekeeper (Celeste Albaret) that rekindled my simmering desire to reread the masterwork.  Maybe in a few more years. 

I also read an interesting biography, “Straight Life”, about Art Pepper, a junkie Jazz saxophonist, written by his last wife (of four), Laurie Pepper.  Apparently she just wrote another, more autobiographical, book about how she came to write “Straight Life”.  Art Pepper was an interesting musician who clearly couldn’t handle success.  He spent years in San Quentin because he was a heroin (ab)user, at the peak of his career.  It’s hard to understand the rationale of throwing junkies in prison without remediation.  Other than getting them off the street (and I imagine, keeping them from theft and burglary to support their illegal habits) it’s hard to understand what benefit this had to society in either the short or long term.   The results of interdiction are even worse today.  I hope people in the future look at the methods we use to curb drug use in the same way we look at debtor’s prison of Dickens’ time.  Pepper finally got out by becoming a member of Synanon, which started out as an all encompassing drug rehab program, and then turned into a cult http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synanon

We just installed a new modem on our home computer system, based on Comcast’s recommendation.  I can’t say that we have noticed any increase in speed.  We are ready for IPv6 now, though.

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