"a loaded gun to an infant"

"'Let him speak,' Finn said dispassionately.

'We... I and others, I mean ... instituted an explosive increase of knowledge in the physical sciences, smothered or subverted all the social and spiritual sciences. We cranked your technology to a fever pitch of frenzied production, led you to build yourselves a suicidal ethic and culture, gave you toys like the atom bomb and lysergic acid to play with: we gave a loaded gun to an infant.  We manipulated elections and revolutions, staged assassinations, encouraged government to calcify the ability of its people to endure, touched off riots, provided you with news media that would carry the news of growing cancer among you, and did all we could to bring into the minds of men a frustration and a terror that would lead inevitably to chaos. You, the steers, are nearly ready to butcher yourselves for our tables.'"

-- Spider Robinson, "Unnatural Causes"

Spiderman -- Brand New Day: Wut I Thunk

I'm a grown-ass man and I still get just a little bit excited for these damn Marvel movies (sorry, D.C.).  And guess what -- this is definitely one of the better ones.  The script really nails down the problems of being a teenage superhero constantly having to choose between a normal life with friends and a heroic one of kicking villainy in the ass.  It helps that the film doesn't offer easy answers, or even a clean conclusion to the Zendaya love interest.  It really helps that Jon Bernthal as a convincing and surprisingly warm-hearted Punisher is willing to step in and let Peter Parker know that he's got to grow up, at some point, like the rest of us do.  At two and a half hours, it's too long.  But the obvious launch of not just a new character, but a new supergroup, is shoe-horned in as delicately as possible.  And a long overdue Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon style climactic fight is more than welcome.  Enter the Spider, indeed.

Four weird girlfriend Zendayas out of five!

The Odyssey: Wut I Thunk

I think Professor Emily Wilson is essentially correct: Nolan's film takes the archetype of the crafty man of "twists and turns" and turns him into a generic Joe Action-Man.  But I guess I'm also more forgiving in other respects.  The performances are great (Leguizamo has to be an early favorite for supporting actor).  The set-pieces mostly work (Circe's Island being the best).  And sure, we could all be a lot nicer to one another.  But I'm going to stretch a bit and suggest there's another, larger message to the film: people in power and "leadership," one of the most powerful and meaningless words of our age, are toxic, corrosive forces that will lead you down a path where you might succeed, but the entirely expendable people under you will all die horribly.  That strikes me as about as zeity-geisty-2026-y as you can get.

Four underused Zendayas out of five!

Orioles Magic

My sister and her family took me to a ball game for my 52nd birthday.  Orioles won with a walk-off single in the ninth, which was great.

That's right, I'm 52!

The Wisdom of Crowds

Noticed a lot of these guys around my neighborhood recently.  They're crape myrtles, and the red color is really striking.

I went to Reddit to find out more.  Half the comments swore they were a horrible invasive species for Maryland.  The other half said they were a reliable, low-maintenance tree that gets planted all over the place.  They definitely weren't growing wild.

Take your pick!

"without a word without a breath"

All

All the beautiful women in my life

were called Sadie or Sadist I forget

the color of that flower also its name

now that you ask

where I have been these past few months

between the solstice and the total eclipse

of all that we once had known

or thought mistakenly to know.

Perhaps the snow blinded us

or we gazed too long at the startled sun

forgetting our strict instructions

like so many others

who had assembled there for the event

that came and went

without a word without a breath

while the dancers so young filled the streets

and the fields with a sort of silent song

thinking they could go on and on.

-- Michael Palmer, Little Elegies for Sister Satan

Tapas Over Tangos!

I watched the World Cup final with my sister and her family.  Glad Spain won over the Argentine goons, but it was honestly a pretty boring game by design.  I thought Spain would finally show a little offensive flash but there was nada.

Where does the U.S. team go from here after being humiliated by Trump?  I dunno, but they did better than Germany or Italy.  Went as far as Brasil.  U.S. soccer fans don't want to admit that in an NFL-NBA nation the best athletes are always going to go with the path of least resistance to the money.

"the weddings of the people who are no longer married"

"'You have your wonderful memories,' people said later, as if memories were solace. Memories are not. Memories are by definition of times past, things gone. Memories are the Westlake uniforms in the closet, the faded and cracked photographs, the invitations to the weddings of the people who are no longer married, the mass cards from the funerals of the people whose faces you no longer remember. Memories are what you no longer want to remember."

-- Joan Didion, Blue Nights

Sunny Side Up

This is Mandu a.k.a. Mandurita, Mandoodle, Mandu the Huntress, Princess Mandu.  Even with all that fur she will never let a patch of sunshine go to waste.

Soccer Sunday

I'm shopping for a new home online at a Starbuck's-within-a-Safeway grocery store as the Gods of 

Capitalism intended.  Central Maryland has gone down into the 80's and should stay there for a week, which is fine by me.  I'm going to my sister's house in a bit to watch the World Cup Final -- Viva la Roja!  I actually like Messi but can't stand Argentina -- they play rugby, not football.

Moving out of Maryland to live near the beach actually makes a lot of financial sense.  I won't get too far into it, but if it all goes to plan I'll be making a decent amount that can just go back into my investments.

The Gods of Capitalism say, you are boring and old now James.  I have no pithy response.

Spain 2 - Argentina 2 (Messi gets a late assist to tie), then Spain wins in penalty kicks.  Obvious.

"put on your animal suit and dance"

The first and third albums by Candy Machine, a Baltimore band that's legendary as far as I'm concerned but hey I'm old and my favorite band sucks.  (Candy Machine and Tune International.)