Back to the City

Crisp and chilly air as NYC seems a bit more bustling. School buses and car horns. Better than masked silence. For now.

Golf is officially gone as a fan sport. No one will tune in to see Bryson deChambeau take thirty practice swings before his drive. Then. Check his book twenty times on each shot after he admonishes his caddie for choosing the wrong club. And. Finally line up and mark his putt a minimum of ten times before he hits it.  How can anyone stand to play with him? Nevermind watch?   So. Rant done.

Emmy’s got it mostly right. Kimmel kicked it off and kept it fresh. Schitt’s Creek and Succession best two shows on TV last year. And they won big.

Summer Reading Recap

Stress relieved by reading mostly light non-literary beach books in a serene waterfront setting. So fortunate to be able to escape.

Best to least:

The Glass Hotel,  St. John Mandel
Notes On a Silencing,  Crawford
This Tender Land,  Kent Krueger
Redhead by the Side of the Road,  Tyler
The Guest List,  Foley
The Turn of the Key,  Ware 
The Less Dead,   
28 Summers, 
The Summer House,  Patterson & du Bois
The Summer House,  McKinnon
The Big Summer,  Weiner
Death on the Beach,  Johannsen
All Adults Here,  Straub
You Are Not Alone,  Hendricks & Pekkanen
Home Before Dark,  Sager
Mexican Gothic,  Moreno-García

Reviews on Book-Treks

Just Play!

Professional Sports. Culture v. Business. Let’s face it. For the fans it’s all about kindred community. For the owners it’s about making money.

Either way. Preachy, pedantic, political announcers and demonstrations do little to enhance either. At least half of the audience will disagree with whatever the trendy topic of the day may be. Which also means losing lots of dough as ratings plummet.

So. Talk about the team & the game. And. Just play!

Rainy Day Reality

One of the few rainy mornings on the South Fork this summer. So. Checked into reality for a bit.

Michael J. Sandel’s Column – New York Times caught my eye. That disdain for non-college-educated voters is the last acceptable prejudice. Labeling groups with condescending remarks such as “people who cling to their god and their guns” or “baskets of deplorables”.

Suggestion to media elite:

Read J.D. Vance’s Hillbilly Elegy. For the first time or again.

Over & Out

Dem Convention blessedly over. So dark and depressing. And. The bar has never been lower. Hope it’ll be enough to oust the Orange Man.

Don’t think Repubs will be any better next week. Old white people trying to hold on to power for dear life.

Out East. See ya later.

Vote for Beau!

Don’t you mean Joe? No. His candidacy seems to be completely about his son Beau. Who served. Who tragically died of horrible cancer. In tonight’s Dem convention finale we heard Beau’s name even more than Trump’s. Which we heard more than Joe’s.

And for 4 nights. Joe’s empathy. Is this what motivates 18-34 year olds to vote? Don’t think so. The whole Dem show has been a lachrymose lament. Loss. Grief. For Beau. For Covid. For Racism. Yes. This has been an extraordinarily hard time. Fine.

Biden is just plain old. Where is the new generation to lead? And what is their specific agenda for the next chapter.

BBB Bonds

Build Back Better. Not exactly AAA-rated slogan. Night 3. The telethon marathon to combat TTSD. Donate now!

Hillary whining about the electoral college, Russia and misogyny again. From her tony Chappaqua den. Speaker Pelosi pontificated from her Presidio Heights manse. Lizzie at least talked about a child care plan from a school in Springfield, Massachusetts.

The former President charmingly eviscerated the current President even if adopting Trumpian ad hominem attacks. But. Obama is clearly a genuine guy so we believe his endorsement of Joe & Kamala. Democracy is at stake he says. Racism is worse than ever so vote. FOR?

A woman of color for Vice President. Uplifting personal story. Yay! Then back to grieving and loss. Structural racism still upon us. Womp. Womp. So. Why Joe? He’s a great Dad and a decent man. True.

Waiting for an actual positive upbeat agenda for the future.

Dems Are So Sad

Dem Convention Night 2. Americans nominating Joe Biden. Each State’s delegates reporting their votes. Like a real convention. Unfortunately most networks didn’t show it. Anchors and talking heads more important than the real people they purport to care about. Sad.

Bill Clinton has lost his sex appeal along with his voice. Even recent articles about his rides on the Lolita Express seem so limp. Sad.

The rest of the night was devoted to Joe & Jill mostly talking about Beau. Stilted. Maudlin. Poor Hunter. The whole convention so far. Sad.

Un Conventional

Dem Convention kicked off with a rinky dink production replete with bad sound and video. Most of the pre-taped pieces had already been discussed on cable news well before they aired.

Andrew Cuomo’s Covid as metaphor of incompetence recalled his father Mario’s poetry. No matter the NY nursing home debacle.

Michelle Obama’s keynote capper was starkly dark and depressing on Trump’s fomenting chaos and division. From her Martha’s Vineyard library. Her description of Joe Biden was not particularly inspiring either. She didn’t mention Kamala at all. Hmmmm.

Fired up? Hope? Nope. More a somber series of testimonials on the Country’s ills. Hardly uplifting. Mostly unwatchable.