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"To Letha, Best Wishes Bobby Cox" Bobby Cox died yesterday.  He was 84. Why do we always give the age without thinking? I guess the age is the point to the living. I probably watched or listened to Bobby Cox manage close to 2,000 ballgames in my life. That number spans generations. My grandfather (who I called Pop) watched him. I watched him. The Atlanta Braves on TBS were the family's nightly summer entertainment long before I had any say in the matter. As long as MASH or The Waltons  weren't on or the score wasn't too lopsided, we were watching the Braves.  My mother was the baseball fan in the house. That's where I got it. Dad understood it. But he was more into horses and rodeos. Pop loved to watch Cox argue with umpires and get tossed. He would shake with laughter. It was comical to him. He'd start out with saying "Oh, now Bobby," to the TV set and then start rolling. I know what it was now. That hard-nosed, absolute refusal to let a possi...

A small part of  Göbekli Tepe with the viewing platform at its edge. There's a place in southern Turkey, on a limestone ridge, that shatters entire worldviews. This is undeniably something we can put our hands on. Human beings made this place circa 11,000 years ago. Other than late-paleo cave paintings, this is the oldest human stuff we can physically touch. Göbekli Tepe . The name means "potbelly hill." The site predates Stonehenge by 6,000 years. The Great Pyramid of Giza by 7,000. Everything scientists “understood” about the origins of organized human society — the clean progression from agriculture to settlement to religion to monuments — this place inverts it. First came the gathering. Then came everything else. That's unsettling in a specific way. The old story was comforting. It told us civilization was a logical climb. First you feed yourself reliably, then you can afford to think bigger. The monument comes last, as a kind of reward for having organized your...

[ Read my Dostoevsky stuff. ] I couldn’t let this tour of the novel pass without a bit of history about it. This is mostly from Joseph Frank's Dostoevsky: A Writer in His Time  but some other sources were consulted too. On June 8, 1880, Fyodor Dostoevsky stood before a crowd in Moscow and delivered the most celebrated speech of his life. The occasion was the unveiling of a monument to Alexander Pushkin, organized by the Society of Lovers of Russian Literature. The leading literary figures of Russia were present. The famous writer Ivan Turgenev spoke. Then Dostoevsky spoke. Turgenev's remarks were more formal for the occasion. His words chosen carefully and cosmopolitan. Pushkin was great, he argued, but regional — not quite Shakespeare, not quite Goethe. It was a defensible reading. The audience applauded politely. Then Dostoevsky got up. He argued that Pushkin embodied something no other nation's literature had produced: vsemirnost — universal responsiveness. The capacit...

Time to walk across the room to the other side. Who's in charge in Iran? Are we about to get a coup? Uh, I don't think so.  The Iranian Revolutionary Guard Corps ( IRGC ) have a tight lid on dissent. The Iranian military is in charge in Iran. I've been watching the IRGC operate for two months now and I haven't given them the serious treatment they deserve. The decapitation strikes. The new Supreme Leader mostly absent. The Strait closed. I watched all of it from the outside but what is the view from inside Tehran right now? It's stranger than I assumed. Start with what happened to Iran on day one. Epic Fury killed or incapacitated most of the senior leadership of the Islamic Republic in a matter of hours. The precision was extraordinary. Khamenei — the new one, Mojtaba , elevated only recently — went dark almost immediately. Possibly injured. Possibly moved. Certainly absent from any public function. In forty-five years of the Islamic Republic, nothing like this h...

Almost all of my video time is devoted to YouTube. I sponsor some content creators and I follow a lot on that platform. I pay a monthly fee for NO ADs. Everything is content now. One of the types of content I enjoy are first-reaction videos to songs I grew up loving. Watching them experience what I once experienced for the first time. It always puts a smile on my face. I was that way once. I especially enjoy compilation first-reactions, where 10-12 reactors have separately listened to a piece of music and someone edited their reactions all together as a highlight reel of listening to the song. These are usually great fun. Little wonder that the YouTube algorithm fed me the compilation for Lynyrd Skynyrd’s epic masterpiece “ Free Bird .” “Free Bird” (or “Freebird”) is an anthem from my early college years. I became aware of it in high school but it became an indelible part of my life during my first quarter in college. My roommate was into Lynyrd Skynyrd the way I was into Eag...

Six weeks of war. One day of talks. Neither side planned for more. It makes no sense to me. There was no deadline forcing a single session. The ceasefire had time on it. They could have planned a week of talks, staffed them properly, worked through the technical layers the way you actually have to. The 2015 nuclear deal took years. Instead they flew into Islamabad, talked for twenty-one consecutive hours like exhaustion produces wisdom, and left without a deal. Are the hotels that bad in Pakistan? Twenty-one hours is not a negotiation. It's a performance. Iran is playing its second hand after being dealt shitty cards to begin with. Iran's foreign ministry said so plainly afterward: no one should have expected to reach an agreement in a single session. Vance boarded Air Force Two, flashed a thumbs up at the cameras, and flew home. Look at the delegations. Iran sent seventy officials and experts — diplomatic, military, economic. The United States sent Vance, Witkoff, and Kus...