Keith .. Olbermann .. Is .. Evil

31 March 2008, Monday

Like having sex while wearing gloves …

Filed under: Department of Yuck, Let's Go Mets! — Keith Olbermann Is Evil @ 18:08:30

Terribly unsatisfying.

You get the idea.

I still can’t get today’s Mets game on audio or video. The best I can get is MLB’s Gameday, a pitch-by-pitch written and schematic description of the game. This is about as un-en fuego as it gets. Oh well, it’s better than nothing.

I stepped away from the computer for a while. I couldn’t reach MLB tech support before the game and no new information was being posted in the forums I’ve been monitoring for help. It was either get away from the computer for a while or have a seizure, so I decided to not have the seizure.

I finally got through to MLB tech support. The opening message states “we are currently experiencing multiple site issues,” i.e., things are really screwed up. Right, tell me something I don’t already know. I reached a tech in the hopes of getting some new information, but she was unable to help. It would have been easy to yell at her, but it’s not her fault. The systems engineers and administrators messed this up and the tech support people have been left to twist slowly, slowly in the wind. At least the woman I spoke with today didn’t try to BS me, like two of the guys I spoke with this past weekend.

The good news is that the second time through the order the Mets started to pound the Marlins starter. Six runs in the top of the 4th. But then we gave two runs back in the bottom of the inning.

Go, team!

Christmas Cancelled — Film at 11

Filed under: Let's Go Mets! — Keith Olbermann Is Evil @ 12:34:53

Oh wait. No film! No audio, either! Because mlb.tv has screwed up.

For some idiotic reason mlb.tv decided to roll out a new media player system over the weekend and I haven’t been able to access any games since Saturday. They had all spring training to test out the new system and now here it is, Opening Day (the real Opening Day), and I and many others are currently unable to watch our teams. Man, this feels like Christmas has been cancelled.

Holding out hope here that the techies at mlb.tv will fix whatever it is that needs fixing in time for today’s games — especially the Mets game (4.10pm ET versus the Fish in Miami). Introducing a new, untested system on Saturday, when MLB made three spring training games available for free to all, was a real stroke of stupidity. It surely made a good first impression on potential customers who were unable to watch the games. Way to go. Bud Selig makes $14 million a year. Can’t he afford to hire some people with brains over at mlb.tv?

At any rate, I’ll try to keep my seething under control. I’m torn between seething and crying. But watching this makes me feel better:

29 March 2008, Saturday

Slump

Filed under: Let's Go Mets! — Keith Olbermann Is Evil @ 15:59:18

I’ve been in a bit of a funk this week. Since last week, even. It’s not like I haven’t had anything to blog about. Au contraire, there’s been too much: religion, politics, race, sex, just about all the hot button issues. This is where a single-topic blog would be better: it would automatically limit me to certain issues and not let my mind wander to others. But my mind wanders. A lot. I like to think that I’m a goal-oriented person, but I have too many goals.

At any rate, I’m puttering around the house doing chores waiting for the Mets game to come on. The team is in Memphis to play the Chicago White Sox in the Civil Rights Game. I think it’s a good concept, but it seems to me that there are too many of these “awareness” type activities going on:

  • Pink Things — Ribbons, bats, etc. for breast cancer awareness
  • Yellow Bracelets — Be like Lance.
  • Yellow Ribbons — Does anyone remember that we’re fighting two wars?

I don’t want to sound cynical, but I guess I am. This started last week after I wrote Ethnic Unawareness and started to think more about how superficial Americans are regarding race. Then came Barack Obama’s speech on race, and then the aftermath from that. At this point, there really shouldn’t be anything about which we are unaware. But we are still blind. These “awareness” activities, events, and trinkets allow us to congratulate ourselves and say “Yes, I am aware and I am a good person for it.” But I don’t think awareness is something a lot of people internalize and feel in their hearts. It’s something they hold in the outer reaches of their conciousness and conscience. I’ve been feeling pretty peeved about this.

I think I’ve also grown impatient with spring training. I know it’s important, especially for starting pitchers. But it feels like it’s been going on forever. I’m ready for some real baseball.

Perhaps I’ll pull out of this crabby mood and writing funk once baseball season starts. One good thng about the game today is that it got me thinking about Memphis and Graceland and this great song:

Guaranteed to lift your spirits.

23 March 2008, Sunday

Happy Peepster

Filed under: Department of Cute — Keith Olbermann Is Evil @ 19:10:31

Peeps Show 2

I didn’t do anything for Lent this year. I had so many (too many!) ideas and was paralyzed by indecision. Maybe next year I’ll work on a Peeps diorama.

21 March 2008, Friday

Never Faithful

Filed under: Department of Ouch — Keith Olbermann Is Evil @ 23:37:02

rrgirl commented in Ever Faithful:

this news item has been like bumping a tender old scar. decades on, I’ve nearly forgotten its source. I’ve learned to ignore the numbness on the surface, and it’s faded into my complexion so that no one ever calls attention to it. but when I trace a finger tip over it, the deep twinges remind me of the moments and days when the wound was fresh. if I don’t distract myself I go back through those times, into the old wound.
I left a husband shortly after he advised me to see a doctor when he feared he might have passed an STD to me. he admitted he went to whores. he was contrite if panicked, and promised never again.
what about that marriage vow? wasn’t that a promise, too? did “for better or worse” entitle one of us to act like an asshole “till death do us part?” I was in no hurry to forgive, and he wasn’t patient while I considered my options. there were many hellish days.
he and I were lucky the STD scare was a false alarm. he married again. if I was her mother, I’d be worried. he’s most of a continent away, but I’d settle for six feet.
a lot of time has passed. a lot of good has happened, and a lot of other hard times have come and gone. I’ve never wept before or since like I did then.
I see the point about infidelity being in our nature. I understood it then, but the idea didn’t offer much comfort when I expected better. why promise what you can’t deliver? if the vows a lot of us take are unrealistic, why lie? maybe the things we need to forgive in each other should be a part of those public declarations. intimacy based on honesty. what a concept. who raises their children that way?

Gosh.

Sincere apologies for reminding you of so much pain. I appreciate your heartfelt comment and hope that in sharing it you come a little closer to resolution. Although when the heart is involved perhaps “resolution” is the wrong word. “Understanding” might be better. In expressing your feelings you’ve given us some good things to think about.

My flippant sports-themed post came from out-of-the-blue, as do most of my ideas. I looked at the Spitzer case as Spitzer’s case (i.e., his and his alone) and really didn’t consider the broader topic of fidelity. But your comment is a reminder that such things don’t just happen to politicians.

Is no one safe from infidelity? From that Times article, I suppose not. But just because it is “natural,” does that make it OK? Not to me. And even if you intellectually accept the concept of infidelity existing throughout nature this doesn’t do anything for you when you find out that you’ve been cheated on. And it’s one thing to be cheated on by a boyfriend or girlfriend, but to be cheated on by a spouse? I cannot conceive of how that might feel.

I sometimes wonder why certain people get married when they cannot remain faithful. I suppose some enter into marriage and later find that they can’t resist temptation. But other people can’t deal with commitment, but they get married anyway. Politicians have to maintain an image; “family man” looks good in the campaign literature. But when Alex Rodriguez was photographed going to a strip club in Toronto with a woman who happened to not be his wife I wondered “Why is he married?” It’s not like he has to fulfill the same kind of image expected of a governor or a president. The bachelor-athlete who plays the field (and especially if he does so with supermodels and actresses) is celebrated, particularly by fans who like to live vicariously through their heroes. (I think this is another reason why the idea of a successful gay athlete is anathema to the mostly straight, mostly male fan base. Straight guys don’t want to live vicariously through a gay guy.)

Since infidelity is natural do some people give themselves a pass to cheat? If it’s “human nature” can you just blame your genes? A friend’s father was an alcoholic and, believing in a genetic link in alcoholism, my friend prevents himself from going down that road by not drinking. That’s a pro-active way of handling a potential problem. Most people don’t battle infidelity in this way, except maybe Doug Christie. Cutting off contact with all members of the opposite sex is not a viable option for most.

“I see the point about infidelity being in our nature. I understood it then, but the idea didn’t offer much comfort when I expected better.” Still, expecting better is the best way to go. Sure, it sets you up for disappointment, but I think it’s better to be hopeful rather than suspicious and cynical.

As regards morals, this doesn’t quite cover all the bases, but it’s a good place to start:

Never lie, never cheat, never steal.
Don’t whine, don’t complain, don’t make excuses.
Just do the best you can.

This, too:

Be Glad of Life

Life wouldn’t be so hard, except that we tend to make it more complicated than it has to be.

20 March 2008, Thursday

Ever Faithful

Filed under: Let's Go Mets! — Keith Olbermann Is Evil @ 18:23:12

Monogamy is not natural. Infidelity is the norm:

It’s all been done before, every snickering bit of it, and not just by powerful “risk-taking” alpha men who may or may not be enriched for the hormone testosterone. It’s been done by many other creatures, tens of thousands of other species, by male and female representatives of every taxonomic twig on the great tree of life. Sexual promiscuity is rampant throughout nature, and true faithfulness a fond fantasy.

    — In Most Species, Faithfulness Is a Fantasy

Which makes me feel pretty weird, since I’m good at monogamy — at least the serial kind. It’s challenging enough to be in a relationship with one person. To be in two or more relationships at the same time? Egad. Maybe I’m just not talented enough to be promiscuous. And I’m not even very good at multi-tasking anymore.

I think my monogamous ways are migrating to other aspects of my life. This is usually one of my favorite weekends of the year: the start of March Madness. Sixteen games today, sixteen games tomorrow, games all weekend. But this year is different.

Since I started following the Mets seven years ago my interest in other sports and other leagues has almost evaporated. I grew up watching NBA and NFL games with my father, but I hardly follow those sports anymore. I rarely watch the NFL or the NBA on tv and I don’t read much about them. As for the Mets, I am watching every pitch of every spring training game that I can get, even after they take out the regulars and put in kids that will be in double- and triple-A this season.

I like being an enthusiastic fan, but I am a little concerned over this narrowing of interests. I don’t want to be like one of those Society of Creative Anachronism types who know what happened in October of 1575 but can’t name his state’s U.S. representatives. (I know someone like this.) There were a lot of things I wanted to do in the off-season, but I wound up wasting too much time following trade rumors. I still keep up with current events and read a variety of material. Spring has sprung and we’re planning what to do with the yard this year. Yet I feel that the Mets are expanding and taking over my life. Maybe I should have given up baseball for Lent, just to try to balance things out a bit.

At any rate, I forced myself to do an NCAA bracket, scribbling in my choices about 10 minutes before the first game started. And so far, so good. I’m batting 1.000 — having picked Michigan State and Xavier whereas, if I recall correctly, DP picked Temple and Georgia. The big game between USC and Kansas State is tonight, and I’d watch it. Except that the Mets play a spring training game against the Orioles and my monogamous nature demands that I stay true.

Let’s go Mets.

18 March 2008, Tuesday

The New Dan Patrick Show: Sympathy for the Devil

Filed under: Lou Patrick's Pet Human Dan — Keith Olbermann Is Evil @ 14:16:51

Catching up on shows lately, it was interesting to hear the sympathy for John Daly and the lack thereof for Eliot Spitzer.

I guess the feeling is that Daly can’t help himself while Spitzer could and didn’t. Daly also has the image of a good ol’ boy: he’s overweight, he drinks, he smokes, he loves Hooters, he’s Everyman. As for Spitzer: the filthy rich guy who went to Princeton and Harvard doesn’t garner a lot of sympathy from the commonfolk.

There’s a genetic component to alcoholism, so I feel some sympathy for Daly. I’m not sure he knows he has a problem, but even if he does it doesn’t appear like he is doing anything about it. He’s presumably wealthy enough to get the best counseling and rehab treatment available. Maybe he’s just one of those people who wants to live hard and die young.

Spitzer seems like another example of a powerful man indulging in an affair and expecting to get away with it simply because he is a powerful man. At least he didn’t get his wife to stand in front of the media to declare a “vast right-wing conspiracy” before the house of cards fell down. You’d think as a former attorney general for the state of New York he’d have known how things worked, re wiretaps, tracking of financial transactions, etc. Perhaps Spitzer has some sort of death wish, doing something so foolish and reckless to not only ruin his career and reputation, but also perhaps destroy his family. David Boies hinted at the possibility of some kind of illness:

RAY SUAREZ: Well, you’ve spent a lot of time in the company of powerful people. Does a mindset develop that makes them think they’re bulletproof or that they live under a different set of rules?

DAVID BOIES: I think it can. I think that one of the problems with power is it can make you think that you are above the law, not intellectually. Intellectually, you know you’re not above the law, but emotionally you think you can get away with things that “ordinary people,” in quotes, can’t get away with.

And I think that’s one of the great dangers of power. Power not only tends to corrupt, but power tends to delude you into believing that you can get away with things that you can’t.

On the other hand, I think this may be a product of something more than that. I mean, this kind of pattern is a disease. This kind of pattern is something that needs to be treated. It’s like a drug addiction; it’s like alcoholism.

It is something that needs to be looked at from the standpoint of how can you treat the person, not how you can criminally prosecute him.

    — Spitzer Resigns After Detailed Investigation Led to Prostitution Ring

I believe in redemption, so I hope Daly and Spitzer can resurrect their careers and lives. I wonder if DP feels Daly deserves a second chance. I’m thinking not: he really went off on a caller who said that Michael Vick deserves a second chance. DP would probably say that Daly can earn a second chance if he straightens himself out. The thing is that as long as he keeps getting sponsor’s exemptions into tournaments and positive attention from fans then he has no motivation to straighten out.

17 March 2008, Monday

Ethnic Unawareness

Filed under: The Melting Pot — Keith Olbermann Is Evil @ 13:10:36

shamrock.jpgI’m not Irish but I always feel bad for Irish people on St. Patrick’s Day. Why?

But mostly it seems that people celebrate it by getting stinking drunk, feeding into the stereotype of the Irish being big drinkers and alcoholics.

Personally, I wouldn’t be real cool with my people’s history being honored with pub crawls.

    — More Than Green Beer

Not that there’s anything wrong with having a good time, but it’s too bad that people don’t make more of an effort to use the occasion to learn a little more about Irish and Irish American history.

I found a couple of recent pieces in the New York Times pretty interesting:

  • For Bronx School’s Dancers, the Moves Are Irish
    … With a student body that is 71 percent Hispanic and 27 percent black, Public School 59 does not seem an obvious home for a thriving Irish dance troupe. And when Caroline Duggan first arrived from Dublin at age 23 to try her hand as a New York City public school music teacher, it wasn’t. Many of her students had never heard of Ireland. Why, they wanted to know, did she talk funny? …
  • True Irish
    … Listless, their bellies bloated before death, many Irish were reduced to foraging in fields; contemporary accounts mentioned the green stains on their teeth from eating grass. Herman Melville wrote of “endless vistas of want and woe staggering arm-in-arm.” And the Choctaw Indian Nation sent cash for relief. …

I’d heard of Chinese resorting to eating grass during times of famine. It’s hard to imagine what that would be like. It’s probably going on now in some African nations. When I lived in NYC I went up to the Botanical Garden in the Bronx fairly often and once, when walking back to the subway, I came across a very old Asian woman and a very young girl (a granddaughter, perhaps) collecting weeds at the side of the road. The woman looked up at me and smiled. At the time I assumed she was happy with their “harvest.” I was stunned. Which I suppose is why I didn’t stop to talk with them and ask them if they needed any money. I just kept walking, typical stupid American.

Maybe this is why St. Patrick’s Day kind of bugs me. Instead of it being about the Irish, it’s marketed to the Almighty Me. “Me” the individual, “me” who gets another excuse to party. It’s like Chinese New Year and Cinco de Mayo: supermarkets put fortune cookies and taco fixings on sale. This allows us to feel “multi-cultural” without actually having to learn anything about a minority group. African Americans are lucky; Black History Month spreads out the celebration and removes the opportunity for a one day fling of superficial “ethnic awareness.”

Do I sound cranky? Sorry. I don’t feel cranky, except I still haven’t gotten over this cold yet and since I decided to go vegetarian I don’t get to have corned beef tonight. Plus the Mets are playing the Nationals right now and the game is not being broadcast.

16 March 2008, Sunday

Bob Costas Hates Me

Filed under: Department of Ouch — Keith Olbermann Is Evil @ 21:44:21

… Some interesting back and forth on Bob Costas’ unkind words for bloggers that we discussed yesterday. Costas may well have had a good point about how the ability to weigh in anonymously on a subject leads to all sorts of abuses of that privilege, but his intellectual elitist attitude towards an entire community falls flat. I don’t know how you could read his full comments linked to in the original piece and not see them specifically and quite insultingly as a slam to sports bloggers. …

I guess Costas is insulted by our temerity in believing that our views are equal to those who he considers his intellectual equals. The idea that the writings of sports journalists are somehow defiled when non-professionals weigh in on them is just laughable. We’re not talking the Magna Carta or Solzhenitsyn here, Bob. We’re talking about some journalist’s view on who should be the fifth starter for our team. …

    — More on Bob Costas

And here’s a link to the Miami Herald article, Sports bloggers weave a tangled web

Geez, Bob. I used to like you, but now that I know you just want me to shut up and listen to what the Real Journalists have to say ….

There is certainly a lot of bad writing (uninformed, vulgar, libelous, etc.) going on in BlogLand. But there’s a lot of good stuff, too. Sports, non-sports, whatever. Costas condemns it all. I always considered him a Renaissance Man for his intelligence and wide range of interests. But alas. He is close-minded and petty. And he leaves me no choice:

I have to reject and denounce Bob Costas.

14 March 2008, Friday

Babe of the Day

Filed under: Department of Testosterone — Keith Olbermann Is Evil @ 14:57:59

babe.jpgI went to a sports radio Web site this morning to look for some information and was accosted by the obligatory “Babe of the Day” snapshot. Hey, I’m not against good-looking people. But it just gets to be too much, especially on sports sites.

So here’s my contribution to the Babe of the Day concept.

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